Mysterious Masked Stranger

An erotic encounter with a masked stranger at a Masquerade Ball.

Masked Stranger

I received an invitation for the Masquerade Charity Ball at the Art Institute of Chicago. For years, I have heard stories about this event, and I am not sure how my name got on the guest list. I was thrilled and graciously accepted the invitation. Something magical and erotic happened, and I felt like Cinderella with her Prince, my mysterious masked stranger.

When Saturday night arrived, I walked into the dimly lit Art Institute, filled with excitement and anticipation.  When the music started, I was happily enjoying watching everyone else dance. Then a man dressed in a tuxedo and mask took my hand and escorted me to the dancefloor. I spent the next hour waltzing in this man’s arms. The tempo of the music changed, and my masked stranger pulled me closer to him. I gasped and felt him hard against me. I was holding my breath as we slowly swayed in your tight embrace.

Behind the mask, I could see intense blue eyes and a wicked smile. The song ended, and we took by the hand. We slipped into a gallery of famous paintings. He talked about art and took me to a quiet private corner. We kissed a fantastic, passionate first kiss. A kiss so intense that I felt that I must somehow know this man. The passion between us intensified with each kiss. I had to have him. I pleaded for him not to wait.

Take me here, I begged.

He lifted my dress and pushed my panties to the side, and my mysterious stranger made love to me in the art gallery. I woke hours later, with my dress and his mask next to me. It was a beautiful, wonderful encounter. The memory of that night I will always cherish.

Always Erotic,
Victoria

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