The sounds of music filled the air joined with loud laughs and talking. It was masquerade night in Venice. Tania stood on the balcony of the hotel suite watching the people below. Her brown long cascading hair flowing about her lovely face down to her back, her wide green eyes glittering in the dusk light, her long beautiful wine colored dress hugging her body sexily, and last but not least her mask in her hand. Soon she would join the people below, this was her first vacation in her 26 years of age and she wanted to enjoy it.
He stood there in the dark alley mesmerized by the beauty of the woman standing on the balcony, he could not believe such a beauty was standing before him, in Antonio's 35 years of age he had never seen such a sight. This was not his first masquerade and would not be his last, he lived here in Venice. "Ah, what a beauty" he whispered. Noticing that she was wearing a gown, he would wait for her to descend into the streets and whisk her away later. She was indeed a creature made for loving.
Unaware of what awaited Tania as she stepped into the street, her mask concealing her eyes and portions of her face. She slipped into the passing crowd, dancing happily. From arms to arms she was swayed. Men, women all were dancing and cheering. The beauty of this night engulfing her.
Antonio had been watching far too long now, it was time to step in before she was taken away by someone else. He danced his way through, holding masked ladies, and passing men, till suddenly she was delivered into his arms by a masked pirate.
She was smiling and laughing. Her eyes glittering in the faint light, her body even more exquisite in his arms, he held her waist tighter as they danced.
She felt something different about this new partner and then suddenly she looked upon the stranger. She was shocked. His eyes the color of the deep blue sea, perfect lips and a perfect form. She could tell that beyond his mask this man was extremely handsome. His black jet hair smoothed back, and his dark colored skin gave her the impression that he was not a foreigner. She felt his arms tighten at her waist and her heart leapt.
Antonio leant into her ear and whispered, "Good evening, beautiful, may I have the honor of escorting you through the night?"
Well she did need an escort and his voice was so low and charming and she was extremely curious about her masked partner, she replied "yes u may, Mr.?"
"Antonio, at your service, Miss?"
"Tania" she giggled
"What a beautiful name, for my sweet masked princess" he said
Tania's heart was now racing like wild horses, his voice was sending tremors through her body and flows of sensation through her. "Oh my god" she thought
She could only manage a simply reply "thank you, kind sir"
They twirled, danced and laughed. Through the night their moves had become more sensual, his arms wrapped more about her, his fingers played through her thin dress. Her moves had become bolder; she would mold herself to him only to retreat back teasingly.
His occasional whispers of her beauty driving her mad, his fingers lightly touching her cheek, her hair and little butterfly kisses on her shoulders and cheeks. Tania was aching for a stranger, and yet he seemed not strange, he fitted perfectly to her form.
As the crowd started to lessen, couples moving away silently through the night, they grew quieter. Sitting at a small fountain, Antonio to her left, she suddenly felt his arms caressing her shoulders and she was slightly turned and pulled back against his broad chest. His lips against the base of her neck while his hands now caressed her long hands gently. She felt goose bumps rush through her as his lips rose to her ear and whispered, "Tania, my beautiful princess, I beg of you let me make love to you tonight"
Slowly she turned her face to him, capturing his lips kissing him lightly, she whispered "yes, Antonio, make love to me tonight"
Suddenly she was turned in his arms, her fingers in his hair as his lips descended once again on hers possessively, her chest melting into his, his hands caressing her back, sending heat waves through her.
"She tastes wonderful!" Antonio's mind was screaming with desire. He wanted her badly now and if he did not break the kiss now he would take her into a darkened alley and have her. But no he wanted her all, to taste her, feel her and take her gently.
He then broke the kiss and spoke hoarsely "Tania, where do you wish to go, I fear I cannot hold back no longer from ravishing you here"
"My hotel room, I stay at the Hilton" she managed to say
Of course he already knew that, he then took her hand and slowly whisked her away into the path leading to her hotel.
Unable to contain himself, he backed her into a little corner, and pushed her against the wall, taking her lips once more as his hands moved over her body delightfully. Her little whimpers of ache driving him wild, his hands slipped lower, lifting her gown and sliding over her long legs till it reached her mound, caressing her now moist panties.
She arched beneath his fingers as her stroked, his arousal pressing into her, her hands ravaging his hair.
She felt it, hard and pulsating against her tummy; she moved wildly against his body, his fingers sending her over the edge, his lips, his tongue all of him driving her beyond madness.
