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A party should always be interesting and exciting, have you ever thought of a party that swingers have at New Year?

It was December, 31, and our friends Alex and Vicky arranged a party in their place. My wife and I were invited. The main thing about the party was that everyone was supposed to wear a mask on his\her face. Alex and Vicky were really great party planners, and they definitely could organize the best and most unforgettable parties ever.

We were dressing up for the party when I saw my wife trying her mask wearing just her tiny panties and stockings. I couldn’t pass her by. I came up close and kissed her neck. My dick was hard and I wanted her desperately. It was the mask that turned me on. I wanted to make love to that “stranger”. She turned round and we shared a very deep and passionate kiss. She felt the dick poking at her hip through my pants, so she squatted down and unzipped the fly. She started caressing it. It was so hot to watch a girl in a mask kneading my cock. The pic was driving me crazy, and I was absorbed in most unusual sensations.

I made her stand up and turned her around. I saw hew wonderful butt in front of my face. I saw her sparkling eyes behind the mask reflecting in the mirror. I entered her pussy. It was very quick but vehement sex. She arched her back and cried out with pleasure when I came inside her. I was watching her going to shower and I couldn’t stop thinking about the mask cause it was the mask that blew my mind.

We were a bit late for the party. We came into a big hall and saw a big Christmas tree in the center. Though the house was pretty big and Alex could invite a lot of guests there were just 8 couples all wearing masks. The food was delicious. And then it started. We were playing a game. The idea was that we switched places. All women came out in the center of the room, and each took a ball with a number. Numbers meant places at table that girls had to take. So they took their new seats and we went on with the dinner.

When the clock stroke 12 we all came out of the house to see the fireworks from the Times Square. When we were back in the house all men were supposed to take their seats and the girls had to gather in the center at the Christmas tree. The girls had to take off their masks.

- “Look at these beautiful faces because they will hide behind the masks in a minute”. – The host said.

The girls’ task was to put on a mask each of them would take out of the bag. So, it was like they switched their masks too, and it was almost impossible to recognize who was who. The light was put off and the room was lit by candles and Christmas tree decoration. Each of the men was trying to find his spouse or girlfriend among the disguised girls.

The next game was an auction. Men were to buy the girls’ dresses. They could buy any dress they liked, it didn’t matter if it was his wife’s one or not. The auction was a great idea. In less than 30 minutes all girls were standing almost completely nude wearing just incredibly beautiful underwear. I bet all of the girls couldn’t even expect that all the guests would see the lingerie that was meant solely for their husbands’ eyes. It was fantastic! Eight gorgeous women in sexy lacy lingerie of different colors and design!

It was time for a dance. But the men couldn’t just pick a girl for dancing according to their own taste and desire. They had to pick a ball with the number that corresponded to a girl’s one. I was trying to find my wife while dancing. The thought that she was dancing with some other man wearing the sexiest lingerie made me mad…. I myself picked number five. I was dancing with a cute brunette with wonderful long hair wearing black stockings and black panties. She wasn’t wearing any bra, just like some other women in the hall. I was very excited dancing with her. Though her face was covered with a mask I could feel her heavy breathing and I knew she was very embarrassed and probably blushing. She was probably thinking about her partner too.

We were dancing slowly, trying not to press too close to each other. I had a mixture of feelings boiling inside my head. First of all, I was ashamed, and secondly I was curious and excited.

- “Gabriel”, - I whispered in her ear.

- “I’m Erin, nice to meet you”, - she whispered in return.

I really wanted to press her tighter and look at her boobs. They were really something! Her nipples were erect, I really wished I could touch them. The music stopped and we got back to our seats. Erin kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for the dance. When I sat down I caught myself at thinking I wasn’t looking for my wife but for Erin. We drank to New Year, and the girls could get dressed. They were given light white gowns that really resembled Ancient Greek outfits. It became no less difficult to find my wife in that crowd of Ancient Greek goddesses. Men were suggested to find their girls and proceed to the rooms. How could I know which one was my wife?

I don’t know what that night could be like if they didn’t turn on the light. I found my wife and we went to the room. We had the best sex ever. When it was morning I though maybe it wasn’t me my wife wanted to spend the night with?

I don’t know what other guests felt about the night. But when we all were having breakfast together everyone was looking happy and satisfied. We couldn’t find words to say how much we were grateful to Alex and Vicky for a fabulous night they let us spend in their house. When leaving I saw a cute gal staring at me. Was it Erin?

I don’t know whom I’ll choose next year. I hope they won’t turn on the light…

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