Getting Ready For Dinner
of
Trish Maine
genre
romantic
The perfect amuse bouche.
The bells are tolling in the small piazza in Firenze. We are walking to our restaurant through the cobblestoned streets. Bunny is looking fabulous in her long black dress with the high split that shows her fantastic legs as she walks. I hold her hand and she moves closer to tell me a secret in my ear: “I am not wearing any undies and your cum is slipping out of me right now.”
A long weekend trip, trying to mix art, architecture, good food and fantastic sex. Florence is the perfect destination for this. We are staying in a cute AirBnB apartment in the historic center of the city. These Italians sure know how to make a place look good. The kitchen and the bathroom have unplastered walls showing the bare stone.
The bathroom has two round mirrors under which two basins are installed. We are trying to get ready to go to a fancy restaurant for dinner. With the emphasis on trying. I am currently holding Bunny by her hips as we do doggy in front of said round mirrors.
It all started innocently enough. I was looking for my shirt when Bunny called me from the bathroom. She needed help with the zipper on her sexy long black dress. As I walked into the bathroom and saw her reflection in the mirror my hands wandered not to her zipper, but to the small of her back. Her soft skin is a wonderful piece of poetry. A proof that having the right genes in life is important.
She looks expectantly at me from the deep blue of her eyes, and smiles as she feels my hands moving to embrace the delicious exotic flower of her breasts. Her dress falls to the floor and reveals that she is not wearing anything under it. Her hands reach to my butt and press my body against hers.
Her smell is intoxicating, and my mind goes into overdrive as her angelic expression in the mirror turns around to face me, just to go down on her knees as she pulls my boxer shorts down. My rod springs into action as she lovingly kisses its sides. She grabs my balls in her hand and places her tongue on the tip of my manhood.
I have to close my eyes to concentrate on the horny feelings that she is creating in me. I can feel how my dick is getting thicker and thicker in her mouth as she blows me. At some point she stops, gets up and gives me a wet kiss. She turns around and presents her beautiful round ass to me.
I feel like a sex automaton. I perceive how my hands move to hold her by her hipbones. And I see how she bends over and uses her hand to drive me into her. Deliciously warm, soft and wet. So ready for me. The mirror reflects her mischievous smile as I make her mine. I shove my dick in, in slow motion, trying to gain a millimeter or two every time I push.
She has no patience for my game. She pushes herself back and I feel how I have reached her deepest chambers. I start to furiously pump my loving into her, digging deeper into that perfect spot that I know can take her over the edge.
“Just like that, just like that”
is her plea. And I make her wish my command as I maintain the correct rhythm, depth and angle of penetration. She moves to the side as she places her hands on the basin; she wants to see my hip movements. I can see her upper lip trembling, ready for the explosion of lust and desire that is about to overwhelm her.
The bells start tolling just as her orgasm sweeps through her, while I try to steady her. I move my arms to hold her chest and underbelly. She crosses her legs as she tries to catch her breath. Suddenly the feeling of her ridges on my rod feel overwhelming and I know that she will have my cum inside soon.
I roar like a bear as I unload my seed inside of her. She looks at our reflection in the mirror and tells me:
“If this is the Amuse Bouche, I can’t wait for the Dessert after dinner!”
The city is busy as we walk to our restaurant. I feel so clear headed, and hold her by her waist as we wait for the little Fiat to cross the street. A quickie well done and deserved. I am ready for the upcoming culinary experience and already machinating the mechanics of that dessert…
**************
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The bells are tolling in the small piazza in Firenze. We are walking to our restaurant through the cobblestoned streets. Bunny is looking fabulous in her long black dress with the high split that shows her fantastic legs as she walks. I hold her hand and she moves closer to tell me a secret in my ear: “I am not wearing any undies and your cum is slipping out of me right now.”
A long weekend trip, trying to mix art, architecture, good food and fantastic sex. Florence is the perfect destination for this. We are staying in a cute AirBnB apartment in the historic center of the city. These Italians sure know how to make a place look good. The kitchen and the bathroom have unplastered walls showing the bare stone.
The bathroom has two round mirrors under which two basins are installed. We are trying to get ready to go to a fancy restaurant for dinner. With the emphasis on trying. I am currently holding Bunny by her hips as we do doggy in front of said round mirrors.
It all started innocently enough. I was looking for my shirt when Bunny called me from the bathroom. She needed help with the zipper on her sexy long black dress. As I walked into the bathroom and saw her reflection in the mirror my hands wandered not to her zipper, but to the small of her back. Her soft skin is a wonderful piece of poetry. A proof that having the right genes in life is important.
She looks expectantly at me from the deep blue of her eyes, and smiles as she feels my hands moving to embrace the delicious exotic flower of her breasts. Her dress falls to the floor and reveals that she is not wearing anything under it. Her hands reach to my butt and press my body against hers.
Her smell is intoxicating, and my mind goes into overdrive as her angelic expression in the mirror turns around to face me, just to go down on her knees as she pulls my boxer shorts down. My rod springs into action as she lovingly kisses its sides. She grabs my balls in her hand and places her tongue on the tip of my manhood.
I have to close my eyes to concentrate on the horny feelings that she is creating in me. I can feel how my dick is getting thicker and thicker in her mouth as she blows me. At some point she stops, gets up and gives me a wet kiss. She turns around and presents her beautiful round ass to me.
I feel like a sex automaton. I perceive how my hands move to hold her by her hipbones. And I see how she bends over and uses her hand to drive me into her. Deliciously warm, soft and wet. So ready for me. The mirror reflects her mischievous smile as I make her mine. I shove my dick in, in slow motion, trying to gain a millimeter or two every time I push.
She has no patience for my game. She pushes herself back and I feel how I have reached her deepest chambers. I start to furiously pump my loving into her, digging deeper into that perfect spot that I know can take her over the edge.
“Just like that, just like that”
is her plea. And I make her wish my command as I maintain the correct rhythm, depth and angle of penetration. She moves to the side as she places her hands on the basin; she wants to see my hip movements. I can see her upper lip trembling, ready for the explosion of lust and desire that is about to overwhelm her.
The bells start tolling just as her orgasm sweeps through her, while I try to steady her. I move my arms to hold her chest and underbelly. She crosses her legs as she tries to catch her breath. Suddenly the feeling of her ridges on my rod feel overwhelming and I know that she will have my cum inside soon.
I roar like a bear as I unload my seed inside of her. She looks at our reflection in the mirror and tells me:
“If this is the Amuse Bouche, I can’t wait for the Dessert after dinner!”
The city is busy as we walk to our restaurant. I feel so clear headed, and hold her by her waist as we wait for the little Fiat to cross the street. A quickie well done and deserved. I am ready for the upcoming culinary experience and already machinating the mechanics of that dessert…
**************
…learn proven sex moves that work… visit: tichaz.com
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