A very sexy evening in Italy. Venice, you are pure magic... 🌹 (Patreon)

It began in a smoky red basement.

Along with several dozen masked and costumed people, donning Renaissance era clothing, corsets, and jaw-dropping outfits… I watched a woman be tied up and suspended.

Her breasts tumbling out of her dress. Her body, loose and open and willing. Her face, softening at the touches and strokes of the beautifully talented artist, Marie Sauvage.

Merriment. Mystery. An element of the mystical.

Beautiful music filled the air.

The sweet sounds of an operatic songbird, accompanied by the violin.

We watched the scene unfold in pure delight as erotic energy permeated the space.

A taste. The appetizer of the evening.

About ninety minutes pass, and the doors to the upstairs were opened.

The main course.

We stepped into the most exquisite hall, decorated as if straight from the 15th century.

A woman was slowly tied in the center of a table fit for twenty.

Bedrooms for lounging.

A dance floor, which was quickly filled with eager, writhing bodies.

Some changed into their after-hours outfits, and for a few, that meant stripping down to nothing at all.

I transformed myself out of my lovely all-white silky dress, pearl choker, under-the-bust corset, and classic Venetian-made mask… to a black pleather mini-dress, fishnets, a choker that more resembled a collar, and a rather erotic leather bunny mask…

I danced my way throughout the exquisite hall.

I kissed people in the bedrooms.

Two of the women admitted I was their first kiss with a woman… and what an honor that is for me. To open the doorways of delightful, sensuous, feminine connectivity… mmm. Yes, please.

I was watched by people delighted to bear witness to my utter and total thrill in lips meeting lips.

Unleashed. Unbridled. Unbound.

Oh, my little passionate heart was singing.

The hours passed. Moment by moment, a building of magical momentum that culminated in a gorgeous room full of people, connecting, laughing, kissing, enjoying life and one another.

I made my way home with several of these magnificent souls.

We were buzzing with excitement, thoroughly riding the energetic waves of the evening… deep, deep, deep into the early morning…

And the intimate fun that followed is the kind that, when I now look back on it, inspires such a deep sigh of joy and bodily relief.

The joy and relief of letting go.

The joy and relief of letting life be lived through me.

This night was truly one of the most delectable nights of my life.

Unforgettable.

Indimenticabile.

Venice… you are pure magic.

I feel giddy that I said yes to this invitation, and even more so that the night turned out better and more delicious than I could have ever, ever imagined.

I am overflowing with gratitude.

Cheers.

To more nights like this…

xoxo

A.M.