Costume Ball

I am at a costume ball dressed like Marie Antoinette, I go out of the party onto the balcony to get some fresh air...

I am fanning myself and unlace my bodice to get cooler.

I am startled when someone comes up from behind me and pins me to the wall. I can't tell who it is because he has a face mask on as well, but I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck and his unmistakable erection. He says not a word but I don't scream out, oddly, I am turned on for some reason that I can't explain as my breath catches in my throat as his hands continue to unlace my bodice, exposing my breasts. I feel his lips caressing my shoulders and neck sending electric shivers throughout my body.

I feel his hands run up my dress slowly past my knees as he keeps me pressed against the wall unable to move. His hands move to my inner thigh, he can feel the heat from them as he continues to my steaming mound. He discovers that I am not wearing underwear and this excites him more as his fingers probe my opening and my juices start to flow. My breathing becomes deeper and faster in my excitement as I feel his erection growing against me.

I am afraid that someone else will come out onto the balcony and see us, but I don't stop him as he inserts his fingers into my wet opening massaging my clit and probing deeper. I want him so badly I am panting with desire, face flushed in my excitement. I feel his strong hands bend me over the balcony rail as his erection slides effortlessly into my warm wet pussy.

I gasp from the sheer size of it.

He reaches around and grabs my breasts and gently pinches the nipples causing electric sparks to shoot through me. He begins to pump me harder and pinch my nipples harder. I try to get away but am pinned by his weight and cannot move.

He continues to pump me deeper and harder.

Strangely enough all this excites me tremendously and I push back taking him even deeper into me.

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He holds me tightly as his his body starts to tense and the strokes become hard and quick. He will cum soon and so will I. I am so wet that I can feel my juices running down my thighs. My breathing gets faster as I approach my own orgasm.

I feel his cock pumping away inside me and I feel him start to cum.

He grunts his pleasure as he lunges deep into me exploding sending his cum all over my walls just as I start to shake violently in my own orgasm. I have to bite my lip to stifle my screams of pleasure as it hits me washing over me in waves. The quivering and shaking begins to subside like spreading rings in a pond. I am exhausted and my body goes limp.

I feel him withdrawing from me and I spin around to see who this stranger is, but I am too late he has disappeared behind the billowing curtains back into the sea of masks in the ballroom. I stand erect and lace up my bodice as I regain my composure. I rush back into the room to see if I can spot anything unusual and I wonder where he went. Then I realize that someone might notice my flushed face and heavy breathing. I start to walk to the restroom when someone in a mask comes up and offers me a glass of champagne.

He looks at my face and asks if I would like to go out onto the balcony to get a bit of fresh air. I try to find some hint that may betray him as my attacker but find none. I walk out onto the balcony with him and he tells me that this is his favorite spot to come to.

I wonder why this is his favorite spot... could this be the man?

Should I say something?

I want to desperately find that man and spend the rest of the night making passionate love. He notices me in deep thought with a smile on my face and asks me what I am thinking and I reply that I, too, like this spot on the balcony.

We must do this again soon I purr as I sip my champagne.

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