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I didn't know how much time had passed as he tortured me, but I felt something that jolted me from one dimension of pleasure to another. His fingers are on me, rubbing against my aching core. He was going to give me my release. At long last, an end to this torturous teasing was approaching. After rubbing his fingers on my clad clit, he slipped them under the cladding and stroked my hot, wet soppiness. All I could see was dots upon unending dots of satisfaction dancing in my vision.
Much to my disappointment, he unlatched his mouth from my tit and ceased his stroking of my wet inner flesh. If I was fast enough, I'd have caught his fingers and placed them back. In return, however, I watched him unsheathe himself to me, bringing out his delicious looking member, already leaking its precum. My pout transformed into a depraved smile.
"This won't take long. You're too sexy to keep me from bursting," he smirked and edged himself closer to me. I spread my legs for him wondering if I would need to turn back for him to enter me from the rear, but he put his hands on both sides of my inner thighs and lifted me up to face him directly. I let out a delighted squeal, but the sound seemed to end in a low growl as I felt his tip poke at my clit, sending fluids to coat his head.
"I am going to fuck you now, tigre." He deadpanned and in one fluid motion, he dove into my walls, that stretched delightfully upon his entrance, welcoming him with a series of contractions and relaxations. He began moving, slowly first, then faster, and faster, driving the both of us into a sinful spiral of carnal oblivion.
Chapter 10
Of course I would have been disappointed if our encounter ended there. The next day was Saturday. I wasn't going to work, neither was he. The first thing to be satisfied was our bellies. After the delicious cannoli breakfast, we settled in for small talk about business, family backgrounds, one conversation led to another, like a hex string slowly unwinding itself, one action led to another.
The end result was me lying naked on my back on the couch with a still fully dressed Alessandro over me. I had just come down from an orgasm he gave me with his fingers and yet my pulsing core demanded more.
"Told you I could get you there in less than five minutes," he smirked and observed his hard work. My pussy was a wet slippery mess and somehow, it still pulsed enough to send out a signal to him.
"Alessandro..." I breathed when I thought he didn't get the message, but he seemed too entranced looking at me down there.
"My, my, you are so sensitive, tigre. So fucking..." He swiped his finger through my folds making my nerves churn ...sensitive."
"It's not fair, Alessandro!" I complained amidst moans from his finger torture. He looked at me and cued me to continue. I think I loved his eye language more than his voice; it was even better when I was able to interpret them with apt fluidity. "I'm fully naked and you're still dressed," I whined.
He gave one of his sly smirks that stretched his lips to one side and said, "I took your clothes off. I was expecting you to do the same to me, but..."
Before his statement finished, I was up on my butt with my hands flying frantically around his form. I took his shirt off first, noting that the bandage around his arm no longer leaked red, same as the dressing on his upper chest. Before anything, I drew my mouth to his chest and latched on, trailing his tanned flesh with my saliva.
I wanted him so much! He already tasted salty on parts where he had sweat precipitating from his pores. He held on to my head with one hand and used the other, to play with my breasts, giving the tender flesh no room to breathe. If it was possible to have orgasms from breast massages, I was going to know today.
I moaned and squirmed making muffled carnal sounds as Alessandro continued to torture my breasts, moving from one to another every few seconds and another need began to build. The saliva in my mouth became slippery and I thirsted. I needed something to suck. I began gnawing at his skin and going lower and lower. He was already grunting and shifting, and I hadn't even reached my destination. I smiled inwardly and began undoing the knots of his sweat pants where his bulge strained through so much, I could see the indents of the veins on the fabric.
Still using my mouth, I tugged his pants down and didn't have enough time to move out of his way before his erection slapped me in the face.
Mmmmmnh.
I laughed at his member’s reaction to me and gave it a kiss, maintaining eye contact with Alessandro. I loved the way his eyes narrowed into slits and finally into closure when I took his tip into my mouth. As his eyes closed, mine did too at the deliciousness of his manhood. The sweet-salty taste from the pre-cum was my favorite episode and I made sure to suck him dry of it.
I paused a little, having to tie my hair, before I dived right in. He had his eyes on me as I moved my mouth, taking him in inch by inch, till I felt I couldn't anymore. When I started releasing, I admired my work on his cock, stroking it with my hand. It was glistening brightly with my saliva and looked indeed like a masterpiece. I was a huge fan of down curves. They moved so swiftly and smoothly down the throat. As I took him intomy mouth again, I created some kind of suction between my mouth and vacuumed him into me. He growled and gripped my hair hard, throwing his head back as I continued my suctioning motion. My cheeks convened and convex as rapidly as I could let them and when they constricted, I made sure they milked out every single atom of air.
I heard him drawl phrases in Italian as he kept nodding his head in bliss and those Italian phrases were "mmmmmmnnnh"
Without warning, he jerked my head off his cock and bounced me up to face him, giving me a wet kiss to taste himself in my mouth before pushing me back onto the couch.
"How do you want me to fuck you now?" he hummed.
I didn't respond with words. I simply turned over to my belly and offered my rear to him. Rear entrance on a downward curve would kill me with pleasure. I felt air hit my exposed clit and tried to turn to see what he was doing but his hands pushed me back down the same time his mouth descended on my flesh.
"Ahhhh... Alessa..." I couldn't complete it. His mouth was doing to my clit what my own hands had never been able to accomplish. I neared my release so fast, and he continued to stroke me with his tongue.
"Fucckkk!"
He began humming into my pussy as he used his mouth to kiss my clit like it was a mouth. That did it for me. For the secondtime, my orgasm came crashing into me like a milky tsunami - because that was the taste in my mouth - the taste of him. I convulsed in my downward dog position and tried writhing out of Alessandro's grip on my ass, but he wouldn't let go. Instead, he settled for drinking my juices with his tongue scraping my entrance lightly. At least, it enabled me to relax from my high.
Still, that wasn't what I wanted. I shifted my hips closer to him and giggled manically when I felt his blunt tip on my ass.
That was what I wanted.
I felt his dick leave my skin only to come back again in a series of quick erotic smacks on the skin of my ass. With his other hand, he massaged my back, his hands trailing up my body. I tried to move my ass to align myself with his phallus, but he seemed insistent on teasing me, growing the need I felt from level crave to level craze. I could have started plucking out my hair in desperation as the air attacked my wanting cunt, waiting... begging to be penetrated and fucked silly.
"Goddamn it, Alessandro! Fuck me!" I uttered in this deep guttural voice that expressed the need so accurately.
