Page 11 of Terror of Tuscany


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He’s so big in my mouth I can’t help but keep my lips tight around his generous shaft as his thick heat pulses, my jaw opened wide. His hands grip me roughly once I know he’s giving into what I’m doing and I can feel him flexing on my tongue.

“Oh, fuck…yeah, such a good girl,” he moans.

Knowing that our family is just upstairs…that it’s so easy for them to just mosey downstairs and catch us, especially considering we might not even notice because his music is still blasting, only enhances the excitement. The thought of getting caught makes this whole thing even hotter than the raging inferno that it already is.

He forces a couple of extra inches down my throat, making me choke on him which causes a fresh flood of wetness between my legs.

I want him. I want him to tear my clothes off and fuck me, to take me with his big, fat cock, ram it inside me whether it fits or not, and make me his woman. Forever. Always his. But not here, and not now. Now is just for his pleasure…and mine.

Sucking harder, I’m impressed with his staying power but once I begin to cup his balls and gently tease them he gasps and I feel him swell. He’s lasted far longer than I expected, until…

“Gina…I’m going to…” His hands loosen on my hair but I’m not going to let him go. No way. I want to taste him.

Once he realizes that I’m not going to stop pumping my head forward and back on his groin, his hands grab my hair again and he jerks violently, his cock unleashing a flood of sweet juice into my mouth. I start to gag, almost choke, but manage to swallow as his breath hitches and another spurt coats the sides of my mouth and tongue.

I have to take his cock out to take a deep breath and gasp some air in while his hips pulse in front of me.

Fuck, it’s so damned sexy seeing his bare hips with that delicious V-taper and his nice long cock coated with my saliva.

There isn’t any warning as he jerks me to my feet. His hand grabs my hair again and he jerks my head back. “Show me your tongue.”

Sliding out my coated tongue I make a big show of swallowing what he gave me. When I do he slowly releases the tension he was holding in, his shoulders lowering accompanied by a long exhale as he lets me go.

I walk towards the towel on the bench, needing to pat down my forehead from the sweat that was generated while we practiced boxing, and even more so from the time I spent blowing him.

But something comes over his eyes and his pec muscles ripple. “Now it’s my turn,” he growls, and suddenly I’m reminded that he’s so much bigger than I am and I couldn’t get away from him if I wanted to.

“Wait…Gio. Not now. Not here,” I beg him, but he’s still stalking me like an animal. It’s like a game, and it’s only getting me more turned on when he heaves a bench to the side and grabs my arm, pulling me into him. He lifts me like a feather and I instinctively wrap my legs around him, barely able to hold on as his mouth crushes down onto mine. Even though I just swallowed his salty spend he’s probing my mouth with his tongue, a primal purr under his breath. The kiss takes my breath away.

“You tasted me. Now I get to taste you.”

Without even waiting for an answer, he’s got me sprawled over one of the benches, and his hands yank down my shorts. I’m not wearing anything underneath. Part of me wonders if maybe that was intentional. After all, I came down here with less-than-noble intentions. But then again, it’s just the way I usually prefer. I love going commando.

Now, my body is longing for his touch. I’m vibrating with anticipation, and my skin feels like it’s on fire. His hands grab my ass, and he spanks me hard, making me yelp again. I bite my lower lip, the mixture of pain and heady lust coursing through my veins. Every strike sends a jolt of pleasure, and I can’t get enough of it.

Without a warning, he buries his face between my legs, and he inhales deeply. He probably likes what he sees because I hear a low growl from him, and it’s all I can do to not come on the spot.

“Fuck…Gina…” His hands are massaging my ass—the pressure just enough to tell me that he’s trying to rein himself in.

His fingers graze my pussy, and I feel my swollen and dripping lips separating. I’m wetter than I’ve ever been in my life, and it’s intoxicating. I hear the sticky sounds as he continues to explore, and his hum of approval almost sends me to the edge.

As his tongue starts to probe my ass, my entire body goes rigid. He toys with the sensitive hole, and I’m almost shaking with a bolt of the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt.

Like a bucking bronco, I try to get up, but it’s like he’s playing with a doll, easily holding me in place while his mouth explores my ass cheeks and pussy. No man has ever done anything even close to what he’s doing. Fumbling, awkward attempts at foreplay in cars and on couches? Yes. But Gio is making me feel so many things all at once. He’s literally devouring me and enjoying every moment of it. He takes time touching every inch of my body, and he alternates in using his finger and tongue.

I grind my teeth and shake my head, commanding myself not to come too soon.

His tongue stabs between my legs, and he buries his face deeper, so I can feel the length of his tongue inside me. He’s eating me like a starving man who hasn’t seen, let alone tasted, food in days.

It’s a good thing I’m sprawled over the bench, or else my knees would surely buckle out from under me.

My toes curl, and I wonder what it will feel like to have that massive cock of his slide into my pussy. His tongue alone is driving me crazy, and it’s nowhere near half the size of his shaft.

I’m craving the feel of him inside of me, and at this point if anyone walks in on us I still won’t be able to stop.

With the way my body is reacting to him, I know he can literally do anything to me, anytime he pleases, and I will be more than happy to oblige.

“Oh, fuck…” I can’t help it. I moan loudly, already past the point of caring if anyone hears.

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