Emily gets used on stage.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Emily groaned, her ass slapping against her partner’s pelvis as he railed her on stage. She tried to push herself up on all fours, but her elbows were like jelly from that blood-curdling orgasm that was still rocking her in that very moment.

Most of the crowd had gotten to its feet, waving their hands in the air. No one had ever done anything like this at this event before— the most risqué it usually got was a bare nipple!

His fingers dig into Emily’s ass as he pulled her hair back, hard. The guy who she had accidentally made eye contact with was staring her right in the face, hungry and licking his lips. He didn’t bother hiding that he was jerking it now.

Emily groaned. She could feel her nipples pushing into the back of her hands, her palms pressed against the stage under her. Her whole body rocked as the other cosplayer fucked her.

“Oh my God!” she said, getting closer to another orgasm. “Oh my God!” How was he so good? It had to be the mask. It was DEFINITELY the mask.

He repositioned, letting go of her hair to reach around her with the same hand and play with her clit as he nailed her. That was enough to push her over the edge, and her vision filled with white and black spots as he made hot, tasteless love to her. Emily’s face went red. She rested her head on the stage, mouth open wide.