Having a ball

I did it! I managed to spend a decent amount of time at The Library's latest Masquerade Ball which was hosted last night at Glyptotheca Gallaria. And that afforded me plenty of time to make the most of my night out. With my first task of the evening being to have a good explore too see what they had done with the space especially for this event.

The main change would be obvious to anyone who has frequented Glyptotheca Gallaria before. With the ball being primarily hosted in the gallery's Rotunda, that rooms centrepiece, the Foucault Pendulum, obviously had to make way to create space for a dancefloor. In it's place, a thematically appropriate sculpture served as the room's focal point.

After doing a few laps around the Rotunda to exchange pleasantries with a few old faces who I haven't spoken to in quite some time, by which I mean for years, it was time to have a mooch around the rest of the gallery to see if any of the other rooms were being put to use for the ball,

Some suitable mood lighting and some decorations pinned to the wall aside, it was all pretty much as I remember it. Apparently, the main appeal of those rooms was for amorous couples who were looking for somewhere a little quieter to share a little bit of passion.

For me, the appeal was simply to admire some of the lewd paintings while enjoying a glass of wine. Not a bad way to spend a Saturday night at all.

And then, as I perused the Planetarium, the evening's host, Scribs, enquired whether I would share a dance with him. It would be rude for a single lady to turn down a polite request like that from their host, so I was happy to oblige. I mean, how often do you get to literally dance amongst the stars?

Naturally, being the host of such a well attended event, Scribs was a man in demand, which plenty of meeting and greeting required of his time, so it wasn't too long before I was released to resume my roaming. Not before I got a quick selfie with him though. After which, it was back to the Rotunda for me to have a little sit down and give my feet a rest.

And while doing taking a weight off, I was joined by the always gorgeous and stunning Emmy, who was looking particularly radiant in her beautiful white dress. I'll let you in on a little secret that she may kill me for disclosing but that choice of colour was very tactical on her part. You see, she had come directly from a sex party where she had been rallied in the ass, eventually taking a bum full of cum, some of which might still have been trickling down her inner thighs. And cum stains are so obvious on darker colours.

With me feet sufficiently rested, I got my second dance of the night; this time with Emmy. Remarkable considering what she'd been up to just a short time earlier. Despite having her ass stretched and stuffed with cock, she was still able to move with grace and elegance as we shared the dancefloor together.

However, by this point in the evening, it was getting late, so our dance could not go on forever. As the clock ticked past midnight and into the next day, we shared a goodnight kiss and went our separate ways. A lovely end to a lovely night.