by Natalia Wood
“Ohh, mio grande bella donna,” he pants in my ear, his Italian accent so sexy, and although I don't understand his words, it’s clear they are words of pleasure.
He starts a steady rhythm of lovemaking, fully embedding his hardness deep inside of me, before almost completely withdrawing, so that just the tip of his cock is resting against my labia, before plunging all the way back in again.
“Fuck me, fuck me Antonio," I beg, as his rhythm builds up speed. His erection easily sliding in and out of my wetness, our bodies glued together with the heat of our passion.
I scratch at his naked back, and bite on his shoulder with total abandon, as I start to lose control. Somewhere in my head, I think about the marks I will be leaving, and wonder if he likes the pain I’m giving him. But, I don’t really care, lust has totally overcome me as I grind myself on his cock, my clit rubbing against his pubic hair, the friction increasing the sexual passion pushing it to new heights. He must realise I’m close, as he whispers into my ear, “ride it, ride it baby.”
He is close too, I can feel it, his breathing is labored and he’s making animalistic grunts of desire, I know he must be as near as I am. I press down harder onto his cock, which is so hard and so deep that it’s almost painful, but the pain only serves to increase the level of my pleasure, and pushes me closer to my orgasm.
He suddenly builds up his speed, even more, thrusting harder and deeper into me, his cock banging against my cervix, deep inside. That’s the final tipping point, his deep thrusting pushes me over the edge, and my body is wracked with spasms as wave after wave of pleasure sweep over me. I have the most powerful orgasm, so strong that I scream out my passion, not caring who hears. His cock has swollen ever thicker as he speeds up his thrusting, banging into me like a steam piston, until he too shouts out, as he pumps his seed into me.
We collapse together with a deep sigh, and I put my arms around his strong naked back and caress the scratches that I did earlier.
“Nessy,” he says my name, “you are glorious, where have you been all my life? In a moment, when I get my breath back, we must go and skinny dip,” he laughs.
Then he gets up and I see his tall, broad silhouette as he runs to the sea, looking back over his shoulder he urges me to follow. I can’t help but think that I’m such a lucky woman, days do not get much better than this.
The evening is warm, the sky full of pinpricks of light from the stars, and the moon casts a soft glow over everything. I can hear the gentle splashes of sea calling me to join my man in its waves. How can I resist? I follow him, naked, into the cool waters of the Mediterranean.
Chapter 4 Sexual Healing
The girls had been bothering me all day about my tryst with Antonia, and I couldn't help myself but tell them all the graphic details. They look on with faux scandalous stares, as I recall our lovemaking on the beach.
“Good for you, Nessy,” Hannah’s announces, “it’s about time you had some fun, especially after the way that bastard, Johnny, treated you.”
Hannah was referring to an ex who had treated me pretty badly. The experience had put me off men for ages, but Antonia was changing all of that. My opinion of men was slowly improving. I haven’t seen him all day, and when I enquire at the restaurant, they inform me it’s his day off. I really had hoped that I would see him again, and it hadn’t simply been a one night stand for both him.
We spent most of the day lounging by the hotel swimming pool, drinking cocktails and eying up the local talent, but night time was creeping in and it was time to head off into the local nightlife.
It’s our second night here, and I’m out on the town with Hannah and Lin, only this time we’re checking out the dancing scene.
Sat outside, in a palm shaded courtyard, we find ourselves once again drinking pink cocktails. This is a busy place, full to the brim with holiday makers milling around. The doors to the club are open and we can here the pounding music emanating outwards, and spilling into the street. Suddenly, we are bombarded with loud screams and cheers from inside the club, drowning out the music. Our curiosity gets the better of us, so we go inside to see what all the commotion is about. We had sat outside, because a large group of European women were booked in the club for their Hen night, celebrating the last night before the bride’s wedding. So we had slipped away, to let them have the floor. However, now we were back inside, we could see what all the screaming and cheering was about. Two hunky males have the stage and are performing a striptease for them. They have masks on, but very little else, the show is obviously coming to a close and we’ve missed most of the performance. Their glistening, naked torsos are well tanned, indicating they are locals. They’re dancing a beat to a Marvin Gaye song, Sexual Healing. They grind and twist their hips, in time to the beat. I watch, fascinated at the sight of two gorgeous men, who clearly have a talent for dancing, show us what they’re made of.
My friends and I stand at the back of the Hen group, enjoying the show. All the dancers have on now, are pouches that cover their genitals and are fastened by a string around the waist, which continues down the crack of their buttocks. Very nice buttocks they are too, tanned and muscular. I watch on in anticipation, wondering if they are going to remove the final piece of clothing, never having seen a male stripper before. We don't have long to wait. As the song comes to its end, the two guys grab the string and rip off the thongs, revealing all. Their semi erect penis’s sway in time to the rhythm of the music, as the guys strut their stuff. The whole Hen party is in uproar now, screaming and cheering the dancers on, and even we get carried away with the sight of these two naked men, and the raunchy atmosphere in the room. We join in with the whistling and shouting at the guys, edging them on in their erotic dance.
Some of the girls at the front clearly having drunk too much alcohol, and jump up on the stage to fondle the two dancers, who clearly don't seem to mind the attention, but a couple of staff members jump up and escort them off the stage. The music finally stops and they take a bow, pulling off their masks to tremendous the applause from the audience.
I look on, stunned, one of the dancers is Antonio, my lover from the previous night. I am speechless, and shocked.
“Hey, girlfriend,” Hannah nudges me, “didn’t you enjoy the show?”
“Yeah, it’s just that, erm, oh nothing,” I splutter, I don’t see the point in telling them that it’s the same guy who gave me my own personal striptease, the night before.
We return to our seats outside, and I get out my hand fan out to cool myself. The evening is warm, the sight of two naked men has warmed me even further. The fact that one of those men was my lover, from the night before, only increases the heat.
Just as I’m starting to cool down and also managed to push the image of those two naked men from my mind, an arm comes around my shoulders, a strong male arm.
“I knew it was you, belle,” I hear Antonio’s voice. “You enjoy tonight’s performance, Nessy?” he asks me.
Hannah and Lin, seated opposite me, both have big grins plastered on their faces. “We both loved it,” Hannah speaks, seeing that I’ stuck for words, “didn't we Lin?”
Lin says nothing, but her face has turned a deep red in embarrassment, ah poor Lin, she really needs to get out more.
“Nessy, this is Dante, I like that you meet him,” Antonio introduces his dancing partner, and I put out my fingers to shake his hand in greeting.
Dante takes my fingers and gently and turns my hand around, brushing his warm, soft lips on the back of my hand. I can’t help myself, but shudder lightly at his touch. I shudder even more when an image of his naked body pops into my mind.
“Hi, Dante,” my squeaky voice greets him. “These are my very best friends, Hannah and Lin.”
After kissing the backs of their hands, also, they pull up a couple of chairs and each sit, one at either side of me. I have to say, I am delighted. Whilst they are very warming towards my two friends, it seems that I am the one that is the centre of their attention.
I’m not used to this sort of friendliness, when I’m out with the girls, it’s usually them who are chased and wooed, and I have to make do with the ugly one. But, not tonight. Tonight I am the one being wooed, and I love it, who wouldn’t, two handsome Italian males falling over themselves to please me.
“You guys were amazing, I think the ladies inside certainly got their money’s worth,” I finally find my confidence to speak up. “How often do you do this?” I ask.
“Not too often.” Dante says, in a deep husky voice, “but we do enjoy it, and it gives us a little bit of spending money.” His English is equally as excellent as Antonio’s, but there’s still no disguising that deep Italian accent.
“Can we take you out on the town tonight, Nessy?” Antonio asks me. “We can show you all the best of places,” he extends the invitation to my friends too.
“Oh, we have other plans,” Lin blurts out. “Sorry, Nessy, we’re meeting some guys we met last night.”
They had not mentioned this to me, that they had met someone, and would be hooking up with them tonight. I feel it’s an excuse, to let me have these guys to myself. I see my girlfriends just about everyday, these guy will only be in my life for a few weeks. So, I stand up, give my girlfriends a knowing smile of thanks, and off we go, a trio of strangeness. Two tall hunks of male, and one smaller, chunky female, but boy, do I feel like a queen tonight.
Chapter 5 Beach House Fun
We go for a quick bite to eat at a bistro close by, but I don't have much of an appetite tonight, well not for food anyway. After a few glasses of wine, we walk hand in hand to a Dante’s beach house, and our very own private party.
The place is amazing, right on the beach, with magnificent views of the sea. Antonio passes me a glass of wine. “enjoy the view, Nessy, while Dante and I change into something more comfortable.”
I can’t imagine what could be more comfortable than the slacks and loose t-shirts they already have on. I’m too engrossed in the fascinating view to give it much thought. Wow, its just breath takingly beautiful. Looking out of huge wall sized window doors, that open up onto the beach, I almost wish the girls were here to enjoy this scenery, almost.
I hear the guys come back into the room and turn to compliment them on the view, when I’m greeted by a different, but just as stunning view. Both the guys are stark naked, wearing nothing but huge grins on their faces. I’m so stunned I nearly drop my glass of wine.
“Come, Nessy, we go take a dip,” Dante tells me.
I’m not sure what to do, I’ve always been conscious of my naked body, its curves and folds of fat. Could I get naked in front of these two glorious guys, should I do it? My mind is a whirl with decisions. Dante runs by me, opening up the glass patio door and going out onto the beach, running across the sand until he reaches the sea. I can’t help but stare at his naked buttocks, watching his muscles tense and relax as he runs. I hear the waves and smell the salt, and I feel like I want in, but I’m just not sure. My body isn’t exactly, well, I suppose it is curvaceous, but not...
“Nessy,” I hear Antonio’s voice whisper close to my ear. I can smell his musky aroma and feel his warm breath. “Come play with us, we want to love you.”
Well, how can a girl resist an invitation like that? I hesitantly start to strip off in front of Antonio. He watches appreciatively, helping me remove some of my clothes until I’m naked, in front of him. I hold my hand across my breasts, with the other covering my lightly haired mons. I’ve never stood naked before, in front of a man, and I’m still a bit reluctant to expose everything to his gaze.
“Sei una grande bella donna,” Antonio says, huskily, before reaching over and pulling my arms to my sides, so I’m completely exposed to him.
“I love your body, Nessy,” he says, “don’t hide it from me.”
Seeing the look of pleasure on Antonio’s face, that and his growing erection, was liberating, and I lost all sense of self consciousness as he stares at my nakedness.
“Come,” he says, grabbing hold of my hand, “Dante will be worried he is missing out.”
He leads me through the door, across the beach, and into the water where Dante is waiting for us.
That hour in the sea was one of the happiest times of my life. A moonlight beach, warm barmy sea and two gorgeous Italian hunks, who truly loved what I am.
After a wonderful time splashing about in the waves, we make our way back to the house, hand in hand and naked, the moonlight glinting off our bodies. I have never felt so alive.
Dante pours us drinks, and Antonio leads me to a bedroom, the bed is huge and round and we easily fit on it together, with room to spare. I wonder to myself how many other women Antonio and Dante have entertained in this bed, but I really don't care at this moment, it’s me that’s here now, no one else.
I’m a little nervous, this is my first ménage à trois and I’m unsure what to do, but the boys waste no time and soon start the action.
Antonio kisses me firmly on the lips, pressing his tongue into my mouth, he tastes wonderful and I greedily suck on it, savoring his flavor. My lips suck his tongue deeper into my mouth, and my own tongue lashes at it, wantonly.
Dante, determined not to be left out, pushes my breast together and is greedily sucking on the nipples, his mouth going from one to the other, occasionally nipping them with his teeth. The pain is glorious and it sends shivers of lust through my body. I am completely theirs now, I will do anything and everything they ask of me. The thought of my total submission starts a fire deep inside of me, and I can feel the familiar burning sensation between my legs.
We are a tangle of arms and legs as we intermingle with each other, lips and tongues sucking, biting and tasting each others bodies. I’m not sure who’s stiff shaft I have in my hand as I squeeze and rub the glans with my thumb, sticky with fluid, but it didn't really matter as soon I have one in the other hand too. Stiff maleness throbbing between my fingers, it is heaven.
I feel a tongue slithering down my body, who’s I don't know, and neither do I care. Its destination clear as it passes my navel, poking it quickly before moving on, down over my mons until it reaches the end of its journey. My legs are prized apart and the tongue dips into my wetness, causing me to moan loudly in pure pleasure as lips suck on my clitoris and the folds of my labia. The tongue lathes the full length of my slit. The pleasure is intense and I open my legs wider as he presses deeper into my mound.
Fingers tweak at my nipples, stretching them and twisting them, painfully delicious, these two guys are opening me up to new sensations I never thought I could ever experience.
A firm pair of hands hold me by the waist and pull me over, so I’m straddling someone, when I look down I see it’s Antonio, his faced buried between my breasts that are hanging down, smothering him, his erection probing at my pussy. I push back onto his spear and it slips easily into my wetness.
We start a rhythm together in unison, slowly at first, but steadily building up speed, two people joined in passion. I had almost forgotten about Dante, until I feel his presence behind me, his erection poking at my ass cheeks. Suddenly, on his downward stroke, Antonio withdraws completely from me, but I’m not left empty for long before he is quickly replaced with Dante, from behind, his erection sliding deep into my vagina, until I feel his groin pressed on to the naked skin of my ass.
Dante takes over, where Antonio leaves off, pressing himself deep into me until I feel his pubic hairs pressed against my skin. Now he starts a steady rhythm, in and out, in and out, slipping easily between my wet and welcoming pussy. He continues his pace for a few strokes, before withdrawing, to be quickly replaced by Antonio, they go on like this, each pounding in turn, driving me closer and closer to my orgasm.
This is just amazing, I’ve never experienced so much sexual intensity, being fucked by two men at the same time is such a turn on. They each take it their turn to enter me, alternatively, one thrusting for a few strokes before being replaced by the other. These two guys have got this off t
o pat, and I barely feel the change over, it’s done so quickly, it’s only the different angle of entry that tells me they’ve swapped. I ride with each of them, pressing myself onto whichever one of them is inside of me. Feeling the pressure build up inside as I feel my orgasm approaching. My whole body is racked with spasms of pleasure as jolts of electricity surge through me, causing me to scream out in pleasure, as these two men satisfy my every need.
They both reach their own peak, almost immediately after me. Antonio buried deep inside of me, as he fills me with his seed, and Dante spurting out over my back, his hot cum, sticky on my skin.
We all collapse into a heap, I slump to the side of Antonio and Dante at my other side. I feel sticky cum dribbling down my legs and back, and we fall asleep together, arms around each other, completely satiated and content.
Chapter 6 An Invitation
I wake up to an empty bed, sun streaming through the window casting a golden glow in to the room.
I wonder where the guys have disappeared to, when Antonio pops his head around the door, a huge smile on his face.
“Ah Nessy, you wake at last,” He says, “we must have really worn you out last night, yes?”
He enters the room still smiling, this guy loves to smile, crossing to the bed kisses me full on the lips.
“Hmm, my bella donna, you are beautiful.”
“Stop your flattery,” I scold him, “I look awful when I first wake up.”
“Never, my grande bella ragazza, you are always beautiful to me. Now you shower and dress and I will make you a good Italian breakfast, yes?”
