It’s a warm, beautiful starry night, and as Cherise and I walk up to the entrance of Castle Ivy, our eyes trace the captivating ivy vines which have magically bloomed along it. We have arrived for their infamous annual Halloween Masquerade Party. I am Wonder Woman, decked up in my plum-tinted, leather, laced push-up bustier with black satin, crotchless booty shorts, sheer stockings with garter belt and black boots. The soft, smooth, plump tops of my tits are compressed and on display, and a gold mask shields my face, affording me anonymity. Cherise, as Cat Woman, is dressed in a provocative black velvet body suit, accessories, booties and mask. As we near the front door, a tall, hot, toned, dark-haired younger man eyes me. He is dressed as a knight, in tights which accentuate his ample package and tight ass. He wraps his arms around mine, glares deep into my eyes flirtingly, and in we go. On the right, there is a large hall that has been elaborately decorated. Two sexy, skimpily clad, young female go-go burlesque dancers shake their booties and gyrate as they perform provocative stripteases on swings, in huge metallic cages, that are extended from the ceiling. Red roses strung onto black ribbons, and encased in chiffon, hang from the cages and walls. The room emits laughter, an erotic, intoxicating ambience, and the smell of sweat, sex and sweet perfume permeates throughout. A humongous chandelier bedazzles with red and diamond rhinestones. My head swirls giddily from the array of coloured costumes in fabrics made of vibrant shades of gold, shimmering silver, green, purple, burgundy, turquoise, hot pink, blue and red. Satin, velvet, leather – scrumptious, shapely, round asses are accentuated and exposed in spandex and latex, and buxom beauties frolic, sensually adorned in silk and lace corsets. An abundance of sheer stockings and garter belts grace long, shapely legs invitingly. As ‘Bizarre Love Triangle’ by New Order begins to blast out across the room, my hot knight leads me tantalizingly to the centre of the dance floor. He comes up behind me and puts his arms around my tits, squeezing and caressing them, as he kisses my neck and nibbles on my ears tenderly. He gently slides his thick, stiff cock into my ass, and begins to move in me and sway to the music. Not too long afterwards, we are joined by a stunning redhead female ballerina and her sexy male partner. Her lips are matted in black lipstick, and she is dressed in a black chiffon mini skirt, turquoise halter top, choker, and long sequined gloves. We all embrace each other in a train and I watch excitedly as her partner begins to finger her. She turns to me and darts her tongue deep down my throat, and I free her perky tits loose from her halter top; her nipples greet me - pink, raw and erect. I remove my fold-up strap-on from my purse, buckle it on, jack up her mini skirt, and begin to f*ck her pussy from behind. Conveniently, she is not wearing any panties. Her boyfriend, a top hat perched on his head, watches delightfully, his arousal thick and prominent. The knight and her boyfriend take out my tits and allow them to spill over my bustier, and they both suck and nibble on each of my nipples, while I continue to f*ck the hot redhead female. I forcefully thrust in and out of her some more, and she cums as I cum, thoroughly creaming up my dildo. As we all parade in the middle of the dance floor, ‘Touch My Body’ by Mariah Carey comes on and we swirl around, fondling and groping each other in horny hedonistic delight. Whew! At last - all spent and danced out - Cherise and I quickly make our exit out of the room and castle, hardly able to contain our smiles. This is one wild, freaky masquerade party I will never forget. What happened in Castle Ivy will definitely stay in the castle…