It had been a dream of ours to holiday in Italy together. We had spent many nights discussing all the places we would like to visit; fantasizing about drinking the finest Tuscan wines in the hills of Chianti, sampling the most indulgent flavours of gelato in Florence, walking the hills of the Cinque Terra, and of course making love watching the sunset over the Amalfi Coast.
We arrived in the picturesque coastal town of Amalfi early on a hot summer's day and made our way to our quaint villa on top of the cliff tops. We had specifically requested a hot tub to be included in our accommodation and were delighted to see one perched on the balcony overlooking the costiera amalfitana. We gave each other a sideways glance and grinned mischievously - we knew exactly what frivolities would occur in that spa later.
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The dainty stone balcony at the 14th-century building was setting the perfect scene to what would come. A magnet for our shared love for each other.
We set our plans to embrace the night life, all well knowing, erotica is what we desired. The feeling was electric. It was up for grabs....literally.
I wore a loose white shirt, unbuttoned and an aftershave that I knew would get the excitement juices flowing and loose fitting shorts to allow room to play. There was going to be no holding back tonight.
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All we wanted to do was stay in and spend the night in our little villa living out all our Italian fantasies. But first, he knew that nothing turned me on more than going out dancing at a darkened bar where we had to control our urges to rip each other's clothes off. The thrill of secretly touching each other in blind sight of everyone else on the dance floor was almost enough to drive me over the edge.
The evening was hot and humid, a sure sign a thunderstorm was coming later. I slipped into a sheer summer dress that hugged my figure nicely, showing off my curves. I knew he loved this dress because it barely covered my arse. As a special treat, I chose to forego a bra, knowing full well that my nipples would be visible through the sheer fabric and would drive him wild.
I caught him staring at me hungrily while I finished getting ready - a look that said all he wanted was to say, "Fuck it, let's stay here". I walked up to him and standing on my tippy toes, kissed him passionately and deeply on the mouth before I walked out the door.
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I shut the door, almost jamming my fingers; distracted by the most stunning figure as she walked towards the stairs.
She looked back and with a cheeky wink, lifted her dress to expose the cutest arse. She slapped it and with a quiet voice whispered "I want you inside me". It was so obvious that I was aroused by the huge bulge evident inside my shorts. I nearly lost it there and then.
We walked hand in hand towards the stairs, but I quickly strode ahead to gain some distance. As I looked up the spiral staircase, I could see beyond her legs to her panty line and the lines of her moist pussy lips that were barely covered by a sheer g string. The light from the setting sun was piercing through the arched windows, lighting up her gorgeous body beneath her dress. My eyes locked on her perfect and perky breasts, gorgeous eyes and red lips. She smiled, knowing my lust for her was increasing.
Exiting the building, I raised my left hand to call a taxi, holding her hand with my right. The taxi pulled over and we slid across the back seat. I was ready. I wanted her so bad.
She sat with her legs slightly spread as I rested my hand high on her inner thigh. I stroked it gently as we looked at each other, encouraging her to spread her legs wider. I slid my hand up further, pushing her g string to the side. She was so wet. My heart beating hard.
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The instant his hand touched my pussy, a rush of ecstasy surged through my body. I let out a sharp gasp as he slid his index finger over my clit. He had always been so good with his hands and known exactly how I liked it. Years of working in a trade had helped him master anything digitally. I bit my lip and threw my head back as he worked magically away at my clit. Gripping my fingers into the car seat, I moaned loudly whilst I grinded against his hand. My pussy was getting so wet and in my mind I was begging him to be completely inside me. As if reading my mind, he slipped two fingers inside me with ease to instantly find my g-spot.
My moaning was gaining the attention of our driver, as I could see him staring at us in the rear view mirror, but my lover didn't stop. Neither did our driver. Not only did it turn him on to see me get off, he loved seeing other people getting off on my pleasure too. He had always been such a selfless lover.
He watched the rise and fall of my chest increase as he knew I was getting closer to orgasm. My nipples were getting so hard. He decided to take a risk and leant forward to take one of my swollen breasts out of my dress. He brought his mouth down to my nipple and began to flick it with his tongue. This is starting to get too much.
I needed to touch him right now, have him right now. I slid my hand up between his thighs and immediately felt the massive bulge pushing against the thin fabric of his shorts, desperately begging to be let out. That's it. The affirmation of how big he was and knowing I would have him inside me soon was enough to push me over the edge.
His fingers inside me felt the tightening of my muscles as I reached climax. He knew I had never been able to be quiet when I came, so he lifted his mouth to mine to muffle my screams. My body squirmed and shook as I violently climaxed over and over again.
My trance was broken as the driver stopped the car and cleared his throat, clearly flustered after witnessing our adventure. "We're here."
We both burst into laughter and said in unison "Perfect Timing."
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I opened the taxi door and placed my first step onto a cobblestone path. It was very undulated; her 6inch heels not favouring the obvious cracks. The storm clouds above were darkening, yet it was so mild. Heavy rain was not far away.
We had heard a lot about the restaurant we were about to enter. True to the renaissance period architecture, but it was the adjoining night club next door that lured our attendance. Once nightfall fell, it came to life; hosting
mysterious live acts, international DJs and medieval themed nights.
Only exposed timber beams between us and the pending rainfall.