Masked Ball

By Nixie Fairfax

Bridget and her husband Franklin want a baby very badly. Currently at her most fertile, she is intensely aroused at the thought of finally conceiving. But before her desires can be quenched, the young couple must attend a Halloween party. They soon get separated, and Bridget’s revealing costume draws the attention of several handsome admirers who stoke her arousal to a fever pitch. When she sees a man in the same costume as her husband’s, she grabs him, thinking it’s Franklin, and drags him off to a secluded bedroom to finally make that baby. By the time she realizes her mistake, she’s too swept up with passion to stop, and she surrenders herself to the virile, muscular stranger.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nixie Fairfax
• Release date: Jul 30, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215520574

Nixie Fairfax

Nixie Fairfax is an erotica author with a bent for the dark and the fantastical.

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Masked Ball

By Nixie Fairfax

Copyright 2023 by Nixie Fairfax

All rights reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This work contains explicit sexual content and is intended for adults only. All characters in this work are 18 years of age or older.

Bridget had just hung up her dress and was clad in only her bra and panties when she looked over and saw that her husband Franklin had also just stripped down his underwear. The realization that they were both nearly naked in their bedroom with the big, soft bed just a few feet away reawakened the horniness that had been simmering under the surface all day.

She jumped in front of him as he was reaching for the costume hanging on the closet door.

Let’s do it, she growled, throwing her arms over his shoulders. She nipped playfully at his neck.

Don’t, he said. You’ll leave a mark.

She tsked.

No one’s gonna see it under your mask. She ran her fingers through his dark-brown hair and ground her crotch against his. The movement pulled her thong askew and exposed a peep of her pink vulva. His length bumped across her clitoris, making her pussy warmer and wetter. She was pleased to feel him grow a little hard.

He pushed her back a few inches.

Come on, Bridget, he said. We have to be at the party in less than an hour.

Just a quickie. She bent forward and swept her tongue over his nipple. A really quick quickie.

Bridge!

She sighed and adopted a more serious manner.

Franklin, you know what the doctor said. If we want that baby, we have to do it as often as possible when I’m at my peak fertility. And, well… She gestured at her crotch. I’m at my peak.

Yeah, I can tell. You only get this horny when you’re ovulating.

It’s worse than usual this time. You have no idea. It’s like my body’s telling me it’s finally ready to make that baby.

She put her hands on his shoulders and looked him squarely in the eye.

Franklin, my love, she told him in a mock-solemn tone, I need you to inseminate me right now.

He opened his mouth, no doubt to refuse her yet again, then hesitated. His gray-green eyes flicked up and down her scantily clad figure, lingering longest on her full, firm breasts and the rumpled scarlet thong. He sucked in a breath and his nostrils flared as competing desires warred within him.

Then he took hold of her arms and removed them from his shoulders. His gaze returned to hers, but now it was full of