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The Mystery Fuck
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kornslayer1

The Mystery Fuck

At a party, a man is looking for a lady, but a mystery lady finds him.
My name is Kenny, and I'm a twenty-nine-year-old brunette. Back when I worked for a huge law firm, I went to many company parties. There was one Halloween party that I remember very fondly.

Everyone at my firm dressed in costume. I dressed as Freddy Kroger, so people couldn't tell who I was. It was a big commercial firm, so it would be safe to say I knew most of the people there, but not quite everyone.

I was single, and ready to have some fun. With roughly one-hundred people there, and more than half of them women, I saw princesses and a lot of other female oriented costumes. Very few people gave away their identity.

I figured they wanted some mystery, and there was nothing wrong with that. Many of them wore masks or make up to hide their entire face. I looked at them and enjoyed the eye candy. Some I would gladly take home and have fun with.

On the other hand, there was one woman I really wanted to find, and that was the secretary. Her name was Jane, and she was a cute brunette in her early twenties, with decent sized boobs. I wanted to ask her out in the past, but I felt nervous, and I thought it'd be better in a public place.

I was clueless what she was dressed as, but I kept watching for her. I kept my costume idea a secret, so I could be a mystery too. A couple minutes after I arrived, one female approached me, and asked me a question. I was hoping it was her.

"Hello, Freddy, you aren't planning to kill anyone, are you?" the woman pondered.

She was dressed as Tinker Bell, and wore a small mask too. 'Was Jane a Tinker Bell fan?' I thought, but I couldn't remember.

"No, these are plastic. Who are you?" I pondered.

"Roxanne, a lawyer named Bill represented me, and invited me here," she told me.

She left my sight, and my search continued. I saw a couple making out. A woman dressed as Cinderella, and a vampire. I walked slowly towards them. The woman had the same body type as Jane, but I couldn't tell if it was her.

They began moving towards the bathroom. Before I could verify them, they went into the ladies room. I couldn't just go in with them, so my pursuit had to wait.

I know what you are thinking. Why didn't I just listen for the right voice? With so much noise, I couldn't pinpoint it. I also didn't have it tattooed in my brain, because she didn't talk much. I liked that about her; she was mysterious, cute, and eager to please all at the same time.

I thought of something then, was she even at the party? I wasn't sure, but then I saw a woman patrolling the perimeter as well. She was dressed as Princess Liea, and also had a small mask on. She pegged my interests, so I casually walked her way.

She was quiet, so was this woman Jane? I had clues, but nothing concrete. I was about to see her face, but then I saw a guy dressed as Luke Skywalker coming her way. He called her Tonya, and they kissed each other. That wasn't Jane either.

I heard the bathroom door shut, and was able to see Cinderella and the vampire come out somewhat casually. They were adjusting their costumes, so I was sure they had sex. They parted ways. I went to the vampire and tapped his shoulder.

"Yeah?" the man asked.

"Bill?" I pondered.

"No, I'm Count Dracula. Can't you tell?" he asked.

"Did you just fuck Cinderella?" I wondered.

He smiled.

"Yeah, she let me suck her blood too," he confessed in Dracula's voice.

"Was she the secretary?" I inquired.

"I don't know, but who cares? Anonymous sex is hot. Try it, maybe in your office," he suggested.

He walked away, and left me thinking. Would I just want to fuck Jane, or try to start it differently? I was unsure, but I didn't want to over think it. I just wanted to find her, because I found myself becoming very attracted in her in past few weeks.

After another twenty minutes of searching, I realized I was stumped and became frustrated. I had circled the entire place three times, and I was no closer to finding her.

My desire was becoming the problem. I drove myself insane looking for her, and I wasn't positive she was even there.

I was about leave, but then I was approached by a woman dressed as the female version of Robin, from Batman and Robin. Her costume was shiny, and it had a short green skirt.

Her hair was brown, and she had nice breasts. She had the same build, so could she have been Jane? I wasn't sure, but my hopes were skyrocketing as we locked eyes.

"Why, hello," I tried to say to her in a calm voice.

She looked right at my face, and put her pointer finger onto my lips.

"Do you-" I said, before her entire hand was on my mouth.

She wasn't going to let a word be spoken. I was turned on by her actions. She took my right hand, leaned towards me, and gave me a kiss. She was mysterious and sexy.

I was eager for more. So I tried to speak again, but she stopped me by wagging her finger, and shaking her head no. Then she began walking away, but looked back at me. She put her hand at the back of her costume.

She won me over as she began unzipping it. To sweeten the pot even more, she lifted up her skirt with both hands, only for me to discover that she wasn't wearing any panties. I had to take a deep breath when I saw her slit.

Gutsy move, considering there were so many other people there. She signaled me to follow her, and I couldn't resist. We went down the hallway, where all the offices were. She stopped at my office, pulled out a set of keys, put them into the locks on my door.

"Are those my keys?" I pondered.

She smiled, opened it, and signaled me to follow her in. I entered, and the door quickly shut behind me. I found her sitting on my desk, with her legs spread wide. She wasn't shy about showing off her somewhat hairy pussy.

I kept my mouth shut, and enjoyed the show. Who was this woman, and why was she hiding her face? I was clueless, but intrigued since she lured me in there. I was still hopeful that she was Jane.

Even though I wasn't positive, I still wondered, 'Who would turn down sex with a beautiful woman?' I took off my gloves, and hat.

She was pulling my strings, which made me come to her. She smiled sinisterly, as she was fingering herself. I reached for her mask, but she stopped me by shaking her no. She still didn't speak, and that drove me nuts. She undid my jeans and let them fall to the floor.

My cock was hard and dying to be inside her. She removed her gloves, and wrapped her fingers around my cock. We maintained eye contact as she slowly stroked it. With her free hand, she reached into her pocket.

Surprisingly, she was ready with a condom, and wasted no time opening it. She put it right onto my cock, and let me know she was thinking about safe anonymous sex. Good thing, because I just wanted to fuck this woman.

She pulled me to her and moaned as my cock went straight into her wet slit. She put her hands onto my shoulders as she did all the work herself. She moved herself back and forth with my cock inside her.

I attempted to put my arms around her, but she gave me a look. I just put my arms on my sides, and she wrapped her legs around mine. She was in control, and I loved that. She rode me, and gave me pleasure with her consistent thrusts.

"Oh," I moaned, as I knew the pleasure would overpower my concentration.

Without asking, I put my hands onto her butt. I brought her to me, and held her steady. She squeaked, but kept her mouth shut again. We attempted to keep the noise down, but her ass was hitting my desk.

She laid flat on her back and pulled me to her. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and I started thrusting my cock slowly. This was the first time I made love to a stranger, but she still knew who I was.

I kept my thrusts slow, to build up her pleasure, and she kept smiling. I stared into her eyes and tried to remember what color Jane's eyes were. I saw Jane twenty times a day, but I was clueless about her.

The idea that I might be screwing Jane in my office just made me crazy, so I couldn't even think straight. She put her hands onto my shoulders, and put her own thrusts back into the equation.

I closed my eyes, and enjoyed the sweet pleasure. A minute later, she forced us to turn over. She bounced up, and down, and moaned softly. Her fingernails dug into my stomach, so I wanted to touch her.

I tried to feel her boobs, but she led my hands to her hips and shook her head no. I was coming close to cumming. I fought it, but it was no use. This lovely mystery woman was fucking so well that all my defenses went down. She leaned her head back, and I felt her pussy clench up on my cock.

"Crap!" I screamed.

Luckily, I had the condom on, because I exploded. She grinned, and leaned down to kiss me. She got down without saying a word, pulled her skirt back down, and went to the door. She grabbed the knob, and looked back at me, but to only blow me another kiss.

My hopes of hearing her speak were shattered. It took me a minute to come back into reality, but when I did, I quickly got up. I made myself decent, and ran out. I looked for her in the hallway, and the closets, but she wasn't there.

Then I went back to the party. I was running around frantically, searching everywhere, but she was nowhere to be found. I asked just about everyone if they saw the female Robin, but they had no idea who I was talking about.

"She was in a costume that was the female version of Robin. She has brown hair. She's 5'6, and has a cute body. She came right out of my office, how could you not have seen her?" I asked in a frustrated tone.

"I don't even remember anyone in that costume, man. Calm down, you sound like someone is about to die," Bill said to me.

I got close to him, and used hand gestures, so he could see I was serious.

"Dude, this mystery chick just fucked me anonymously. She knew who I was though, and it was the best fuck I've ever experienced. I gotta find her now before she leaves!" I exclaimed, even as I knew I was out of luck.

I began my search again. I looked everywhere, even in the ladies room. There was no sign of her, no pieces of her costume, or even the scent of her. I couldn't even prove that she was real.

There wasn't a guest list, or anything like that, so I had no leads. She vanished, and I never found out if she was Jane or not. She planned it all, but how would everyone at the party be clueless? The only thing I could think was, that she put another costume on over the Robin one, before she escaped.

I never found out who she was. I got to fuck her because she wanted to fuck me. I investigated, and tried to piece things together, but it was useless. She had just disappeared, without a trace.

I asked Jane what she dressed up as, and she said she was a storm trooper. I remembered seeing one, but thought a guy would dress up as that; although, she could have been lying, considering she was smiling slightly.

This woman, whether she was Jane or not, was good. She had all her bases covered right from the start. In the end, I had to let it go. The mystery woman gave me one great fuck, and a great memory of it too.

A shout out going to MadameMolly. She inspired me, and gave a helping hand too. You rock, Molly. Make sure you check her stuff out too.

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