Iris Beauty

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My girlfriend had just broken up with me over the phone and I, in my rage, smashed it to pieces on the floor. I didn’t know what to do next, so I decided to go out for a walk, even though it was dark and raining hard. As a consolation, it always helped ease my sorrow somewhat, to be out in the elements and whatever I might find in the blackness.

It was really raining hard by the time I made it up Hill Street to the top where an old Victorian house sat. Inside was dark except for one room that was lit with a soft golden glow. I don’t know what possessed me, but I decided to approach the house, not knowing who lived there. The curtains were not drawn so I could easily see inside without anyone knowing I was there. Just in case I kept my distance, hidden behind the hedge, lest I be discovered. My heart raced thinking I could get shot if I was caught peeping through someone’s window late at night.

But I couldn’t resist due to the scene that was unfolding inside. I saw a large pale figure, lying on the huge desk of what was apparently a library. Several other figures hovered, seemingly in slow motion, around what I then determined was a woman dressed only in a black silk lingerie. The looming figures all wore masks, the kind you see at the opera. She had long black hair and her lips were deep red. One of the figures bent down to kiss her while two others groped her pale flesh, massaging and teasing her huge breasts. I could see the one who had kissed the woman walk around to the side, erect cock pointing heavenward, insert it inside the woman’s mouth and she sucked on it gracefully while another man found his way between her thighs. He thrust himself in and out of the woman’s pussy, much to their mutual pleasure. I could hear dampened moans and grunts coming from inside, despite the rain.

I was so aroused I couldn’t help myself, so I dropped my pants and boxers to my knees and began stroking my cock. The woman was now sucking on two cocks, one at either side of her head, while the one man thrust his cock deeply inside her until he uttered a growl and collapsed on top of the woman before eventually wandering off. One of the two men at her head walked around and slipped inside her, repeating the previous entrant’s motions. She writhed with what must’ve been an overload of pleasure. What a scene! I burned to be as lucky as these gentlemen, but unfortunately all I could do was watch them pleasure her. The second man finished, collapsing on top of her much the same as his predecessor. Soon he disappeared and finally the third man helped her off the desk and turned her around and bent her over the desk. He entered her from behind and started to fuck her hard, grabbing her long black hair. She stared, I swear, right at me through the window and smiled, but I couldn’t be sure. I shot my load into the bush and quickly pulled my pants up as a car sped up the street.

I never knew her name, but I called her Iris. Iris Beauty. What I would’ve given to be one of the men inside that warm house!