The Man Behind The Mask

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A mask was hiding part of his face. In the dim light of my apartment, he was standing right in the center of my living room, with just that. A mask and his black jeans opened already for the night. He wasn’t saying a word, but his eyes were penetrating me.”Psycho?” I said. Of course, I did not call him psycho, but for the sake of this story he will be Psycho, I will be Mia. He didn’t answer, but he took a few steps toward me. The low lights of the outside street enlightened his arms, completely covered in tattoos. His chest was toned and sensual. The blonde hair was partially covered by the mask and tightly collected in a little tail.He took another step. So close to me, that I could hear his breath. His heart.”Mia,” He said, his voice low and seductive as he offered me a hand. “Come.” He added.I was in shock. I didn’t know what to do. No, that’s not true. I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I was just scared to do it.”Mia, baby.” He encouraged me. I took his hand, and he instantly pulled me against his chest. I knew the face behind the mask. I knew the man behind that mask, but now that he was wearing it, I felt that he was showing me a new side of him. A darker side of him.His arms closed me against şişli escort him in a steel grasp. He was way taller and much stronger than me, and he was using all that to his gain. For his victory.His fingers began to caress my face slowly. His thumb rubbed over my lips, so lustfully that I already sensed the excitement burning in my veins. He was examining me. He knew my body already, it was not the first time I was falling in his embrace, but with him every single time was different. That night, he wanted to explore and I was the unknown land he wanted to conquer.Then, his hand wandered down over my dress. It was a simple black lace dress. Simple, but with great effect because for the one who would stare closely and more carefully, the underneath world of lingerie could be shown. He turned me around, his fingers grasping the fabric, tearing it apart in one quick move. What remained of my dress fell on the floor leaving me exposed.He growled as his fingers caressed my back down to cup my ass with both hands.”Mia…” He growled again. “Bend over.” He ordered, and I followed his orders.I bent over, my hands leaning against my knees, my eyes staring right in front of me at the entrance mecidiyeköy escort door, as I felt him wandering behind me, moving like a wild animal, hungry.Slap!His hand lowered over my right cheek without a warning, gaining a big gasp from my lips. The surprise of that unexpected spank made my heart race like never before. It was beating in my chest then up in my throat and I sealed my lips with the fear of seeing it roll over the floor if he was to spank me again.Slap!Another one, this time on the left cheek, before I felt his lips kissing the very same spots he had just spanked. I dared to look back and saw him crouched down behind me, right in time to feel his tongue licking up my thighs, teasing my silk panties with his tip.”Are you gonna be a good girl for me, Mia?” He asked, while his hand crawled over those wet panties, caressing the sensitive core of my pussy through the fabric, then letting a little slap send electric shocks through my clit right to my brain.”Are you?””Oh yes, Psycho! I’m gonna be your good girl!” I answered desperately. All I wanted was to feel his tongue again on me. I wanted it so bad that I didn’t even realize I was shaking for keeping that position.A sound. Something was dragged around the room, over the tiles of my floor. An iron chair, one of those I had chosen for the romantic dinner I wanted to do for him. But all the food was still there. Psycho was hungry for something else. Soon, I saw him dragging that chair and placing it right in front of me. He sat down, his legs spread wide as he called me over him with his finger.”Come here.”I moved and instantly kneeled between his legs. I watched him, observed that beautiful body, read between the lines of his tattoos and muscles, and tried to decipher what was underneath the flesh. He cupped my face with one hand, sinking his long fingers in my hair, while his other hand reached into his boxers, exposing the tip of a very hard shaft. Just the tip though.”Do you see what you do to me?”I nodded, but my eyes were all there for that tip. I felt my mouth watering, my tongue vibrating. I was hungry too now. He noticed that look in my eyes and moved his boxers a bit lower, uncovering more of his hard cock to me. It was engorged. He just had a little taste of me and he already wanted me so bad. That made me even more excited. Even hungrier.”Please…” I said with the tiniest of voices.”Louder!””Please!””Please what?” He asked, while his fingers grasped my hair and forced me to look up. I could see his eyes through the mask and they were sparkling. He wanted to hear it out loud.

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