The villa’s salon glows dim under lowered shutters. Spring air heavy in Turin. Paolina sobs on my chest, her plump thighs parted, white panty bulge taunting from the stairs. Heart hammers. I pull her inside. Door clicks shut. Her tears soak my linen suit. Skin feverish against mine.
Tea steams in fine porcelain. She explains: boredom, no fuck from Ugo, body starving. My cock twitches. Offer her cleaning, gardening. She leaps, crushes tits on me. Jupe hikes, hot cunt grinds my erection. Hands grip her waist. She rubs harder, cheeks flush. Breath quickens. Pulse races in my throat.
The Fever
Embrace tightens. Lips brush cheeks. Hands slide to ass cheeks. She presses closer. Weaker, I show cleaning closet. She bends, fat ass thrusts out. Pussy lips camel-toe under fabric. Cock strains pants. Basement tools next. She caresses my red Barchetta. Kisses again, belly mashes my bulge. Arm snakes waist, hips grind.
Days later, home to sparkling flat. Garden view: Paolina in turquoise bikini, hoeing dirt. Sweat gleams on pale skin. Heavy tits sway, pussy mound splits suit. Pubes peek. I stroke cock through pants, heart thuds wild. She nears. Voice calls out. Lemon water chills. She rolls glass on brow, belly, cleavage. Gulp. Eyes lock.
Evening kitchen. Ugo talk fails. She in sheer nightie, nips poke. Bends to fridge, ass cheeks bare, panty rides crack. Back aches. Offer balm massage. She strips nude on sofa. Sunburnt skin glows. Hands tremble on shoulders. Cream soothes. Moans escape. Press deeper. Thighs part. Pussy scent hits. Heart explodes.
The Blaze
Fingers knead ass. Hole winks. She flips. Ripe tits cone out, raspberry nips hard. ‘Taste,’ she rasps. Pulls hands to them. Mouths crash. Teeth clash. Blood roars.
Naked now. Scoop her up. Bed swallows us. Lips devour neck, ears. Suck pits, salty sweat. Nipples in teeth. Toes in mouth. Tongue laps soles. Crawl up. Pussy floods. Lap deep, clit throbs. She quivers. Hands on my cock, strokes, sucks. Turn her. Rim ass, tongue fucks holes. She bucks.
Gland nudges slit. Inch in. Walls grip. Balls slap vulva. Growl rips out. Her ‘Aaah!’ echoes. Hips grind slow. Balls mash bush. She spasms first. Clit circles. Tits knead. She peaks endless. Waves crest. Then ram. Slaps echo. Sweat slicks. Pussy squelches. Cum blasts. Collapse, hearts sync thunder.
She whispers thanks. Skin still scorches. Lips graze. Promise repeats. Night blurs in rounds. She slips up pre-Ugo. Dawn cuddles. Bodies hum post-fire. Unique blaze etched. But hunger stirs again. Always.