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A night at the ball...
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A night at the ball... A night at the ball... A night at the ball... We finally arrived at our destination with the jet-setters... Here, everyone was wearing a mask of some kind... Like a Sting song, the mask we wore was one... but, others had masks too... There were more outrageous outfits than the ones we wore, but, none were as radiant as the one that was covering my goddess. Her jet-black hair came down to her opened costume... Her face was covered by a painted mask with exotic covers, and she wore a sparkling mask over it... Her Jane Jetson square-neck outfit left little to the imagination as there were streamers coming down her arms, and her legs had rose petals growing out of them... our body painter had done a wonderful job... and, our outfits that we created from bits and pieces at Party City hours earlier were not outdone by any of the other costumes... Her melonlicious breasts were hovering on a soft platter (if you will, well, that's how I saw it, even though it wasn't a platter at all, there were armor-like globes strapped to her body and, they somehow held those breasts) that spoke to me... they said... hey easy, would you like to sample these... and, of course, I have already, multiple times in this "oh so short" adventure... Do you know what is the best part? My lover loves for me to pay attention to her breasts... she is not saving them for another life, another day, another lover... no, she lives life to the fullest... there may have been others in her past... I'm sure of that, there may be others in her future... but, I could give a fuck about that... because, like a scant few women in the world, those that choose to be with me... they live life in tiny moments... moments of passion and appreciation... no wasted movements... no 'did i do the right thing' questions... no indecision... she had wanted me to join her... had told me she would pay for me to be with her... but, the climate was too cold, and I would see her in the summer, or she would come to me in December... Thank god, she chose to come be with me... For me, there is no greater happiness than sharing life with one that can be a sameone with me... she's not looking for a husband... she doesn't want to be owned... she wants to please and be pleased... i believe there are few women in the world like that... While I'm admiring her beauty, "TRNDSTTR" is blaring out of the speakers overhead... "Hey, you Can I learn your flavour? It's brand new... Fire when the strobe hits you, you Bet you're looking for something new, whoa, oh, oh I feel the heat with you starin' off across the room..." -- Black Coast - "TRNDSTTR" Many turn to stare and lust after this precious angel... Oh, I am blessed... these moments are etched in my memory banks... she leans over to kiss me... and places my arm around her waist... We stroll into the party... There are celebrities galore... Dallas Cowboy<b> cheerleaders... </font></b>mistletoes abound for $20 a pop you can kiss one (a cheerleader that is)... wishing wells with $20 minimums... Yes, these people have put on a show... there is catered food from "Del Frisco's"; "Taco Diner"; "Three Forks"; "Craft"; "Ra Sushi"; "Uncle Julio's"; "Smash Burger"; and many others... elves are bringing out trays of food that are quickly devoured... so many choices... One can purchase various paintings and autographed pictures for some hefty amounts of cash... And, there are some actual football, baseball, hockey, basketball players signing photos, bodies, anything for $100 and more... Oh, aren't charity events fun... "PillowTalk" by Zayn begins playing now... I am escorted to the dance floor... still tired from dancing last night, but, my lover tells me she will be gentle with me... As we begin to move as one with the strobe light bouncing off of our outfits... "Bodies together I'd love to hold you close, tonight and always I'd love to wake up next to you... Pillow talk My enemy, my ally Prisoners Then we're free, it's a thriller..." -- Zayn - "PillowTalk" She never takes her eyes off of me... we are gliding on the dance floor... She can dance... I let her lead, as i did last night... I whisper "thank you" in her ear... she grabs my head gently with both hands and kisses me long and hard as we are still moving... and, then she sees our face painting lady "Alexis" and says... OMG, she didn't mention anything about being here... we grabbed some Champagne and headed over to see what was what... Alexis, told the people she was painting that we were happy customers from earlier that day... and, then we took off our masks so that they all said, we want those on our faces... and, she told them that those masks were $100 each... and, money just flowed... near one of the windows were ice sculptures depicting Christmas settings... But, so far, no Christmas music... Now, the DJ was playing "Crave you" by "Flight Facilities"... And, my sweet venutian began dancing, she was moving in place to the beat... and looking at me... The way she moved got me aroused, and I had to be careful, and think of taking a cold shower because my outfit offered very little cover for what was boiling inside me... and while the lights were low, our costumes and body painting was of a reflective light and/or material, so you could see slight changes in body parts... "Rehearsed steps on an empty stage That boy's got my heart in a silver cage Why can't you want me like the other boys do? They stare at me while I crave you..." -- Flight Facilities - "Crave You" A young man walked over to us and asked her if she wanted to dance... she told him, that she was already dancing... thank you very much... he turned and walked away... Now, I wouldn't have minded if she danced with someone else... god, could she dance... she was a dancing machine... she just looked at me, and smiled... but, it made me feel good that she only saw me, now... what she did when she returned home, who she knew... that was her life... but, right now... in these fleeting moments, it was our life... it was our time... she was the one I saw... I was the one that she was enjoying... and the music and the sights and the people were a masquerade in itself... I wanted to make love to her... another first... another passionate series of independent yet fluid motions that would bind us for the rest of our lives... she bit her lower lip knowing what i was thinking... she grabbed my hand and pointed to the stairway leading to a balcony... We walked up the stairs to the balcony and looked out over the foyer to see this crowd of people the balcony was three feet tall... the lights dimmed as the dallas cowboy<b> cheerleaders </font></b>flooded the area and prepared to dance... bright lights shone on the dancers but, that meant that everything else was in darkness, including where we were... Amy Lee began singing "It's a fire"... and as she did, the dancers began performing their routine... and, my lover asked me to do her... "It's a fire These dreams they pass me by This salvation I desire Keeps getting me down..." -- Amy Lee - "It's a fire" It was easy enough to satisfy this request... we were both ready... She had told me that now, whenever, she thought of me, she would be wet... and, she was wet... It didn't take me anytime to get hard... can you blame me? I took her from behind... we made passionate love while other bodies below were dancing... Her breathing was measured and periodically she would turn around to kiss me... she came hard, her body straightened out and she shivered and moaned... as I penetrated her over and over... not hard... the easy going way... which, believe it or not, she enjoyed... Some talk about the fast and the furious and that's all fine... but, the way i go seems to please the ones that want to be pleased... Oh... I love pleasing my lover... the<b> cheerleaders </font></b>did three songs and about the time they were finishing our intimate moments were climaxing to a full release felt by both... I wasn't dreaming... she is a special woman... when we finished, we kissed and then went clean up before seeing what other pleasures wait in store before this night ends... and, with that I must leave you my little pretties... I do hope that you liked this installment... thanks for reading!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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DIcen, que cada uno se disfraza de aquello que es por dentro .......tal vez, esa máscara exótica era la muestra de todo ese poder ..bailar sin moverse. Bicos mil Para encontrar el verdadero viaje sólo hace falta mirar con otros ojos.{=}Isla380
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Thanks Joy. Have a great weekend. To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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DIcen, que cada uno se disfraza de aquello que es por dentro .......tal vez, esa máscara exótica era la muestra de todo ese poder ..bailar sin moverse. Bicos mil I like how you are thinking... Perhaps, our disguise is hiding what is inside of us... I agree, maybe our masks were showing all of our passion and desire held within.... The dancing without movement... That moment of intimacy we shared on the balcony was like a Michael Jackson song.... "She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round".... Because that's what we did... Thanks again for your comments.... Bicos mil... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Much like Cinderella, it was a magical evening where you both could revel in the experience and keep the memories forever. I know the story isn't over yet and wonder what the next installment will reveal. 
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Hi __ruoutthere2006. thanks for visiting and commenting on this installment of my blog. Yes, I put a little extra in this story... It seemed like the right thing to do. thanks again... have a great weekend! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Much like Cinderella, it was a magical evening where you both could revel in the experience and keep the memories forever. I know the story isn't over yet and wonder what the next installment will reveal. Wow, comparing this vignette to 'Cinderella'... thanks for that... It was a picture perfect event... one that had me wondering if it really happened at all... was it a dream, or was it real.... I hope that I can keep it going... less than 12 hours remain on this trip... It sure was packed with much excitement... I'm glad that you like it. thanks again for the visit!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi sweet0necter. thanks for the kind words. Her outfit was of most importance to my way of writing... My outfit was a variation of Flash Gordon with the red with gold bracelets and the shoes made to look like they had wings and could fly... But, as you know, when I write I write from the point of view of how my women look... how they make me feel... It's all about the women... my outfit was sleek and contoured to my body... that's why I couldn't reveal my hard-on initially, because there was very little cover for me... but, up in the balcony... well, that was a different story... game on!!! thanks again!!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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The image you have displayed is awesome.. Nicely done hugss V  Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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The image you have displayed is awesome.. Nicely done hugss V thanks for posting your comments. I'm glad that you liked it. Have a great Saturday! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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