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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I first met her on the slow coach to Sorrento. After twenty five years my marriage was a busted flush and i'd taken off to see something of the world whilst i still had my teeth, my health and a twinkle in my eye.
She joined the bus at Amalfi, but it was tourist rush hour and there was nowhere to sit, so she was stood holding on to the side of the bus with nothing to grip, and after the first hair pin bend she lost her balance and ended up seated in my lap.
She apologised for the situation but was unable to stand again due to the sheer amount of bodies on board, and after several frustrated attempts she gave up, looked at me, smiled, and rolled her eyes as if to say "well, what can you do?" So with that she stopped trying to escape and put her arm around my shoulders, leaning in to stay as steady as she could, and introduced herself as Helena.
To be frank i was was embarrassed at first. I looked around and a typical little old Italian in his dapper shirt and chino's gave me a cheeky smile and winked at me as if to say 'lucky swine' before going back to his paper... a 'blackbird', an old granny stared at my new friend and tutted, until Helena tcha'd back at her... and all the while i could feel my erection growing beneath her, knowing only too well there was just the thinnest cotton sun dress and shorts between my manhood and her lips.
And Helena could not fail to notice either. She turned to me, gave a mischievous little smile and squirmed further down onto my imprisoned cock. |
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Leaning further in to my ear she said in an Italian accented English "It's beautiful isn't it?" And waved her arm out of the windows toward the coastline. I agreed. And then, once again squirming her cheeks onto my now painfully trapped hard on she whispered "It would be a shame not to make use of such a beautiful thing would it not? Positano... my stop is next. Would you care to join me?"
And of course... to the renewed tutting of the blackbird, to whom Helena stuck her tongue out as she left, we hopped off at the next bus stop..
Her house was a small place, sat perched near the very top of that pretty tiered bay, and as I followed Helena through her house and out into the tiny exquisite grape covered courtyard i quickly realised why it was perfect... at no point could it be overlooked by any of it's neighbours, except one up and to the left about thirty feet away.
Helena turned to me, and seeing me basking with eyes half closed in the Summer warmth, she took my face in her hands to kiss me full on the lips, then stepped back, unzipped her dress, and seductively shrugged the dress off her shoulders onto the ground, leaving me to gasp as i took in her body, naked but for a pair of white lace panties.
"You like?" She asked with a smile and her head on the side.
"Yes... oh yes... si!" I replied. |
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My heart was hammering, and before i could move she knelt down in front of me, undid my leather belt and pulled my shorts and boxers down to release me.
"I knew you would be beautiful!" She said pushing me back into one of the cane chairs and beginning to lick and kiss me... slow luscious licking... soft sloppy kissing along my shaft... and then she took me deep, deep within her mouth. My hand grasped her golden hair to take control of the pace... quickening and slowing... quickening and slowing.
I was in heaven.
Looking up at me with those wicked blue eyes, i asked permission and she nodded at which i exploded with pleasure and she drank me down greedily.
Only then... out of the corner of my eye, did i see movement from her neighbour. Still coming back down to earth as Helena turned her bum to face me and slid her panties off in one fluid movement, i saw an older man, perhaps in his late fifties, watching us and to my astonishment... even at this distance, i could see he was naked from the waist down and wanking as he looked on.
Seeing my confusion Helena took my chin in her right hand and said "Oh... don't worry about him! That's Peter. The poor man can't get it up any longer unless he's watching". Then, with a devilish smile she said "Shall we help him?" And before i could stop her... not that i tried mind you... i was tasting her cum soaked mouth as we french kissed and she straddled my legs and began working her magic on my reviving cock with her left hand.
And it was magic, because within minutes i was hard again.
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Now throughout you'll note i had had no time to go down on Helena, but despite this, as my fingers sort her clit out i discovered she was thoroughly wet already, from which i assume she was one of those women for whom imagination works, and who takes excitement and delight in being watched.
Needless to say, within minutes she had impaled herself on me down to the hilt, and we had begun to find our rhythm.
As our breathing grew more rapid i realised that every now and again she flicked back her tresses and looked up across at Peter, becoming more and more pink with arousal as her neighbour reached his crescendo, until at his groan Helena and i also moaned in ecstacy... her juices liberally flowing.
She slumped across my chest breathing heavily as my second erection in under twenty minutes shrank within her and our cum slowly dribbled out and down her leg.
"Magnifico" she whispered into my ear, and then kissed my neck "now let's go inside and eat and drink. I want you good and strong again for tonight."
She raised herself off me and my much reduced but thoroughly soaked friend slid out. She then winked at me and walked naked and sensually, swaying her naked bottom cat-like into the house.
I looked across at Peter and, with a lazy 'I cant believe what's just happened' smile on my face, I waved. He scowled at me, presumably jealous that i had just had sex where he couldn't, and then he stalked off inside too.
I laughed... Helena was right... what can you do in such a situation except go with the flow?
So I stood up... stretched... and followed her into the house. |
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