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I had been to Italy lots of times for pleasure but never for work, so when the opportunity came for a meeting in Genoa, I jumped at the chance.
My meeting was not until 3pm but I decided to take the first flight out of London and stay in a little hotel in the main part of the town, just in case my meeting over ran and I missed my flight back.
When I arrived, it was warm, the sun was bright but it was still quite cold, very spring like. I still decided that I should sample the culture and have a coffee in a small coffee bar and watch the world go by.
I ordered a Cappuccino, sat and watched. But someone had already caught my eye. Another customer working on her iPad across the cafe. She had short brown hair, around 35 years old, average body build but sadly had a wedding ring on. She looked engrossed in her work on her iPad but smiled gently every few lines she typed. I watched as she worked, smiling, crossing and uncrossing her legs to revel a glimpse of her shinny black stockings that she had under her black figure hugging dress. She caught me looking a few times and smiled back.
My Cappuccino soon ran out and I decided to get myself a glass of local Prosecco. The lady looked up, smiled again and called the waiter over and ordered the same. When it came, she looked over, lifted her glass and mouthed "salute, cin cin"
With the sun beating down and the taste of Prosecco, my mind started to forget about my afternoon meeting and my attention turned to my new found Italian friend - I plucked up the courage, ordered a bottle and took it over to the table. Being English and lazy with language, I made an attempt at sign language to join her and share a glass....embarrassingly enough, she laughed and in perfect English but with a very cute Italian accent, she said it's fine, her husband was English so she spoke very well.
I introduced myself and I told my new friend, Ellie, why I was here and we had general chit chat. I apologised for interrupting her work and she seemed really embarrassed and quickly closed her iPad. "It's not work, I write stories but having a 1 year old son and no time, I have not written for a while and come out to get some inspiration and peace and quiet" I asked if I could have a look which was met with an embarrassed laugh and the words "No, way!". After some more conversation and a top up of Procescco, Ellie told me that they were 'adult stories' and I just had to take a look. Playfully, I grabbed her iPad and started to read my way down the first page...."Arianna felt her wet pussy, felt them pour into her panties and wet them. Without stopping to look, she put her hand inside her panties and began to touch herself following the rhythm of Mauro's blows" Just those few words had me excited and my cock started twitching.
We sat there and chatted, more Prosecco flowed and we flirted, talking about her story and how well it was written...and the fact that it turned me on.
"I like to know guys get turned on reading my stories" Ellie said with a naughty twinkle in her eye and our eyes met, just starred at each other, my eyes drifted down to look at her lips which she bit slightly...Ellie was getting turned on too by the chat to a total stranger.
Time went on and I knew I had to check into my hotel and be ready for my meeting but as it was a small local hotel, it was off the beaten track. I pushed my luck at this point and asked if Ellie knew where it was, in the hope that she would show me...my plan worked.
As we walked, we talked about all sorts of things. We both had young c***dren, we both had issues in our marriage, we both missed our previous lives before parenthood, the fun side, the spontaneous side where we could do anything without having to think about our families. We soon reached the hotel; it was nice, very Italian, very traditional.
With nothing to lose, rather than say goodbye to Ellie, I asked if she wanted to continue out chat, she smiled and accepted my offer and I was soon checked in and we were heading up in a very small old lift to the 4th floor. As soon as we were in, Ellie turned to me, smiled and we kissed passionately, really passionately which surprised me, she seems so reserved, quite shy in fact. It was obvious where this was going to end up soon.
We opened the door to the room, I was actually nervous having not cheated on my wife before and I think this was the same for Ellie. I calmly put my bag down and fumbled around, nervously and then looked about for Ellie. She had made her way to the bed, sat on the edge, legs open showing those black stockings that I had previously peeked at but they were now in full view. She lifted her knees up and traced her fingers over the top of her panties, she knew what she wanted and it was sex. “It’s been so long Mark, I want you now”
I walked over to her, stood close and dropped to my knees, suit still on but I had forgotten about my meeting now, my attention was all on Ellie. She was still on the edge of the bed to I pushed her back, and ran my tongue over the outside of panties. I teased, tongue running around the outside then over her forming wet patch. I moved the soft material to one side to get my first glimpse of her beautiful pussy, so neatly trimmed, glistening with wetness from her excitement. I worked on her pussy and clit which gave an instant response of moaning and brining herself closer to me. Ellie was on fire, she was moaning, groaning and within minutes I could feel her stomach muscles tighten, her breath quickening, her orgasm hitting her fast as she came, flooding her juices onto my face, she tasted amazing.
“I am sorry Mark, I don’t know what we have just done, I just needed to cum as it’s been so long” Ellie said, almost embarrassed like the first time she admitted to writing her sex stories.
“I understand Ellie, but now it’s my turn” I replied
I stood up, between her legs and she sat up. My cock was hard, really hard and was struggling to stay contained in my suit trousers. She looked, smiled and unzipped me. She got to work on my cock, licking the tip, then with one expert swift action, taking me deep into her mouth and then teasing again, licking the tip of my cock. I knew if she carried this on, I would be flooding cum down her throat very soon but I wanted her, I wanted to be inside my Italian beauty. I unbuttoned her top as she sucked, undid her bra and managed to get her to stand up, she has spit and pre cum dripping from her lips as she smiled.
Her dress was next and then her panties, these easily dropped to the floor to reveal and beautiful toned and tanned body – olive brown, very Mediterranean. I lay her down again, hanging over the bed as I entered her. She felt amazing, wet and slightly tight as she hugged around my cock which was now deep inside. She met every trust with her hips, I could feel her so well as our bodies tangled, drops of sweat dropping onto each other in lust.
I turned Ellie around, taking her deep from behind, she has the most amazing arse I have ever seen and she knew just how to move it. I could feel just what she liked and I carried on, listening to the right moans and feeling her cum again. This time it was more intense, noisier, more passion.
She lay there, me still deep inside her, catching her breath. “Now fuck me again” she said in the most beautiful Italian accent, I did not need asking twice. She turned around, laid down as if to say “do as you wish” Within seconds I was deep into her again, lifting her knees high as she rubbed her own pussy with her hand and gently squeezed her boob with the other, teasing her erect nipples, she looked beautiful.
Not having had sex for a while, I could not take much more as I could feel my own orgasm building. I quicken my pace, listening to her moaning and meeting her every trust she gave, there was no holding back. I took my cock out and cum all over her, her belly, her black stockings and he glistening cute pussy.
We crumbled in a pile of naked bodies, sweat and sex juices, catching our breath and realising what we had just done. Both of us, totally out of character. I held her, guilt hitting us both but huge excitement and satisfaction. Her head gently rested on my chest as we just lay there.
All of a sudden I woke; we had drifted off to sleep with the effects of Processo and great sex. I turned around, Ellie was gone and there besides me was a note “Welcome to Genoe and thank you x” – gutted, I would not be seeing Ellie again.
My meeting was not until 3pm but I decided to take the first flight out of London and stay in a little hotel in the main part of the town, just in case my meeting over ran and I missed my flight back.
When I arrived, it was warm, the sun was bright but it was still quite cold, very spring like. I still decided that I should sample the culture and have a coffee in a small coffee bar and watch the world go by.
I ordered a Cappuccino, sat and watched. But someone had already caught my eye. Another customer working on her iPad across the cafe. She had short brown hair, around 35 years old, average body build but sadly had a wedding ring on. She looked engrossed in her work on her iPad but smiled gently every few lines she typed. I watched as she worked, smiling, crossing and uncrossing her legs to revel a glimpse of her shinny black stockings that she had under her black figure hugging dress. She caught me looking a few times and smiled back.
My Cappuccino soon ran out and I decided to get myself a glass of local Prosecco. The lady looked up, smiled again and called the waiter over and ordered the same. When it came, she looked over, lifted her glass and mouthed "salute, cin cin"
With the sun beating down and the taste of Prosecco, my mind started to forget about my afternoon meeting and my attention turned to my new found Italian friend - I plucked up the courage, ordered a bottle and took it over to the table. Being English and lazy with language, I made an attempt at sign language to join her and share a glass....embarrassingly enough, she laughed and in perfect English but with a very cute Italian accent, she said it's fine, her husband was English so she spoke very well.
I introduced myself and I told my new friend, Ellie, why I was here and we had general chit chat. I apologised for interrupting her work and she seemed really embarrassed and quickly closed her iPad. "It's not work, I write stories but having a 1 year old son and no time, I have not written for a while and come out to get some inspiration and peace and quiet" I asked if I could have a look which was met with an embarrassed laugh and the words "No, way!". After some more conversation and a top up of Procescco, Ellie told me that they were 'adult stories' and I just had to take a look. Playfully, I grabbed her iPad and started to read my way down the first page...."Arianna felt her wet pussy, felt them pour into her panties and wet them. Without stopping to look, she put her hand inside her panties and began to touch herself following the rhythm of Mauro's blows" Just those few words had me excited and my cock started twitching.
We sat there and chatted, more Prosecco flowed and we flirted, talking about her story and how well it was written...and the fact that it turned me on.
"I like to know guys get turned on reading my stories" Ellie said with a naughty twinkle in her eye and our eyes met, just starred at each other, my eyes drifted down to look at her lips which she bit slightly...Ellie was getting turned on too by the chat to a total stranger.
Time went on and I knew I had to check into my hotel and be ready for my meeting but as it was a small local hotel, it was off the beaten track. I pushed my luck at this point and asked if Ellie knew where it was, in the hope that she would show me...my plan worked.
As we walked, we talked about all sorts of things. We both had young c***dren, we both had issues in our marriage, we both missed our previous lives before parenthood, the fun side, the spontaneous side where we could do anything without having to think about our families. We soon reached the hotel; it was nice, very Italian, very traditional.
With nothing to lose, rather than say goodbye to Ellie, I asked if she wanted to continue out chat, she smiled and accepted my offer and I was soon checked in and we were heading up in a very small old lift to the 4th floor. As soon as we were in, Ellie turned to me, smiled and we kissed passionately, really passionately which surprised me, she seems so reserved, quite shy in fact. It was obvious where this was going to end up soon.
We opened the door to the room, I was actually nervous having not cheated on my wife before and I think this was the same for Ellie. I calmly put my bag down and fumbled around, nervously and then looked about for Ellie. She had made her way to the bed, sat on the edge, legs open showing those black stockings that I had previously peeked at but they were now in full view. She lifted her knees up and traced her fingers over the top of her panties, she knew what she wanted and it was sex. “It’s been so long Mark, I want you now”
I walked over to her, stood close and dropped to my knees, suit still on but I had forgotten about my meeting now, my attention was all on Ellie. She was still on the edge of the bed to I pushed her back, and ran my tongue over the outside of panties. I teased, tongue running around the outside then over her forming wet patch. I moved the soft material to one side to get my first glimpse of her beautiful pussy, so neatly trimmed, glistening with wetness from her excitement. I worked on her pussy and clit which gave an instant response of moaning and brining herself closer to me. Ellie was on fire, she was moaning, groaning and within minutes I could feel her stomach muscles tighten, her breath quickening, her orgasm hitting her fast as she came, flooding her juices onto my face, she tasted amazing.
“I am sorry Mark, I don’t know what we have just done, I just needed to cum as it’s been so long” Ellie said, almost embarrassed like the first time she admitted to writing her sex stories.
“I understand Ellie, but now it’s my turn” I replied
I stood up, between her legs and she sat up. My cock was hard, really hard and was struggling to stay contained in my suit trousers. She looked, smiled and unzipped me. She got to work on my cock, licking the tip, then with one expert swift action, taking me deep into her mouth and then teasing again, licking the tip of my cock. I knew if she carried this on, I would be flooding cum down her throat very soon but I wanted her, I wanted to be inside my Italian beauty. I unbuttoned her top as she sucked, undid her bra and managed to get her to stand up, she has spit and pre cum dripping from her lips as she smiled.
Her dress was next and then her panties, these easily dropped to the floor to reveal and beautiful toned and tanned body – olive brown, very Mediterranean. I lay her down again, hanging over the bed as I entered her. She felt amazing, wet and slightly tight as she hugged around my cock which was now deep inside. She met every trust with her hips, I could feel her so well as our bodies tangled, drops of sweat dropping onto each other in lust.
I turned Ellie around, taking her deep from behind, she has the most amazing arse I have ever seen and she knew just how to move it. I could feel just what she liked and I carried on, listening to the right moans and feeling her cum again. This time it was more intense, noisier, more passion.
She lay there, me still deep inside her, catching her breath. “Now fuck me again” she said in the most beautiful Italian accent, I did not need asking twice. She turned around, laid down as if to say “do as you wish” Within seconds I was deep into her again, lifting her knees high as she rubbed her own pussy with her hand and gently squeezed her boob with the other, teasing her erect nipples, she looked beautiful.
Not having had sex for a while, I could not take much more as I could feel my own orgasm building. I quicken my pace, listening to her moaning and meeting her every trust she gave, there was no holding back. I took my cock out and cum all over her, her belly, her black stockings and he glistening cute pussy.
We crumbled in a pile of naked bodies, sweat and sex juices, catching our breath and realising what we had just done. Both of us, totally out of character. I held her, guilt hitting us both but huge excitement and satisfaction. Her head gently rested on my chest as we just lay there.
All of a sudden I woke; we had drifted off to sleep with the effects of Processo and great sex. I turned around, Ellie was gone and there besides me was a note “Welcome to Genoe and thank you x” – gutted, I would not be seeing Ellie again.
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