Erotic Story/Mae Wilde: The Venice holiday with a stranger [Part 2]

After being forced from her work to take leave after 3 years. She is in Venice chilling by the pool until she meets the stranger that changes it all. The waiter is in for a treat

I was intrigued to say the least, could the note be from the strange Adonis I had met this morning?

My body was itching to find out, my mind kept screaming NO! – Security risk and what not but if you had seen him you’d be pushing me to ignore my mind and go. I slid on a nude colored dress that accentuated all my curves and I neglected to wear underwear, like what was even the point if I expected the clothes to be off before the end of the evening?

The bar in Lorazzo was hidden in the alcove of the building, very inconspicuous and perfect for many types of rendezvous. My skin was already tingling in anticipation as I slid on to the bar stool at a quarter to nine, waiting for my mystery man to show up.

At about nine sharp, I felt a hand rest on the small of my back, I looked up and there he was, wearing a tux and looking like he just stepped off Olympus for a drink of wine with mere mortals. My nipples charged suddenly and he seemed to have noticed because he smiled

“Come with me” he said in a heavily accented English. I followed as if in trance and he led me out back and when we were alone his hands were everywhere, my ass, my waist, my breasts, my face.

He was such an amazing kisser that soon enough I was lost in the moment. When he pulled away we were out of breath and that smile was back. My pussy was screaming at this point, he held my hands and led me away from the shelter of trees. I didn’t know where he was taking me, but I was willing to go if it meant that he would touch me again the way he just did.

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My mystery man led me out to the parking lot, to his dark colored jeep hidden in a secluded area, he opened up the door to the back seat and I almost jumped in very ungracefully. He joined me and we were entwined in each other’s arms in no time.

Jesu! This guy had a mouth on him!

The kisses were hotter this time and his hands went underneath my dress to my thighs, his mouth still on mine, he squeezed said thighs gently and caressed. He rubbed my nude ass from the back which elicited a loud moan from me, his hand soon roamed to the front where he stroked my already wet clit, slowly and surely.

Using a lone finger, he outlined the divide in my pussy. I shivered in his arms as the contact shot a jolt of pleasurable electricity through me, he lifted me so I am sitting opened legged on his thighs and then he raised my dress so he had better access. I began to dry hump against his jeans as I desperately wanted some form of contact on my throbbing and anxious pussy.

Finally, he lifted me a little so he could unzip and take out his big, brown cock, he pushed me down so my pussy ate up his dick whole and I gasped the whole way in. as soon as I felt the incredible hardness, I began to move excitedly against him. I held his shoulder and bounced hard on his dick, he rewarded me with a pleasurable moan as I threw my head back and fucked him with everything I had.

With each thrust, I felt his cock so deep that it drove me crazy. I gripped his shoulders tight and with sweat already running down my body, I fucked him until I had my fill of him, I ground against him as I felt myself cumming in waves and waves of orgasms, his moans and professions in Italian excited me the more.

“Turn around” he commanded, I did as he said I turned so I was facing the front seat as he slipped his cock into me from behind.

This was such an amazing angle that I soon began to feel another orgasm build up deep within my abdomen. He grabbed my waist and helped me move on his cock the way he wanted. Soon, he started meeting my thrusts faster and I did my own part by fucking him as hard as possible.

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Finally, he held on to my waist, squeezed me tight and with one last, incredibly deep thrust, he came inside me. When he dropped me over at my hotel, I was so overcome with what happened that I walked in with a daze while he zoomed off. It was only when I closed the door behind me that I realized we hadn’t exchanged numbers, hell, I didn’t even get his name.

My friend Oreoluwa would be screaming at me if she found out my mistake. I walked into the dark room and noticed something glittering on my table. I switched on the light to see I had something left for me, a covered plate and a bucket with wine chilling on ice. Under the cover lay another note, in the same handwriting as before

“MEET ME AT THE PIER AT THE BACK OF THE HOTEL 10am.”

My body tingled and I went in search of my vibrator and fucked myself to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up body aching and hungry as hell, I realized that I hadn’t eaten at all the day before. I quickly ordered room service while I prepared for another rendezvous with my mysterious sex king. This time however I was bent on getting his name at least as I was leaving the next day. My meal came, delivered by a girl this time around. I had probably scared off the guy who ate my pussy yesterday. Oh well…

After eating, (naked as I like to do most things) I slipped on a nice sundress I had bought my first day here and a hat as it was quite sunny outside.

I found my way to the pier which took longer than I expected as not many people understood a word I said. I stood at the pier alone and waiting awkwardly for him to arrive, I checked my watch and it was 9:59 and just when it clocked 10 I smelled him before his hand lay on my back.

“Come” I hesitated, I was terrified of water but I took his outstretched hand and walked gingerly with him to the end of the ramp.

He got into the boat first and lifted me clean off the floor and onto the boat with him, and before long he had settled in and began to row. His eyes on me the entire time, while I sat there praying to Chineke God that we would not sink or rain would not fall or an eagle would not fly low enough to swoop me away.

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He rowed us far into the river and then he stopped, I saw him come over to me and place a chaste kiss on my lips, I couldn’t resist and despite my fear I kissed him back and soon I was enveloped in his arms.

The boat rocked a little and my heart leapt and my body tensed, he sensed my discomfort and held on to me tight with his massive body. He had slid my dress up and was caressing my thighs. After that, he lowered me down on a plush cushion I didn’t even know was there and parted my legs, I had worn a thong this time and he wasted no time in tearing it off, I opened one eye to see him throw it in the water.

He trailed delicious kisses up and down my thighs before those kisses met my swollen lips down below, a small sigh escaped my lips as his cool tongue caressed me, over and over. He came up then, the boat rocking again so I could taste myself as he kissed me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on to him, if we were gonna die we would do so together.

Still I put my all into that kiss and he did the same but with a little more confidence. His hands found my breast and he fiddled with my taut nipple through my dress before he lowered his head on to it and sucked. I was moaning now while his other hand played with the other nipple, he caressed me this way for what felt like hours, ignoring my pleas to get to fucking, before he finally went down on me again.

His fingers playing a major role in the near orgasm, my body shivered as his tongue swirled and when he decided I was ready he pulled down his shorts to reveal the hard muscle in between his legs and he plunged. I held on to the sides of the boat as he raised my waist, wrapping my legs around his own waist, he dug deeper. I gasped loud with each delicious thrust, I opened my eyes to see him looking at me, a sexy grin on his face. I held his gaze as he fucked me harder and faster, not even bothering to be gentle.

I didn’t mind, as long as the boat didn’t tip over, I felt his hard cock hit my pelvis with each thrust and I continued to hold his gaze. He was the first to break it when he lowered to seize my covered nipple in his mouth, his thrusts were slower as he licked and sucked and pulled. I was beside myself with pleasure as he moved to tease the other nipple, my hands left the sides of the boat and clung to his head and beautiful hair, soon my nails were digging into his brown skin and he moaned as I traced my nails all over his back.

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We were both high on a near orgasm and our breaths were short and labored as we matched each other’s rhythm, going extremely fast and then slow. The sun boring down on us as we literally “rocked the boat”, my fears were alleviated for the time being as the orgasm smashed it away and he came inside me yet again groaning loudly before he collapsed on top of me.

He raised his head five minutes later and kissed me, his dick still inside me, I kissed him back hard and hungrily. I honestly can’t tell you how we got back to the shore but we did, with his dick in me and his lips on me. He pulled himself together moments later, and helped me to do the same, he walked me back to the hotel in silence and led me in through an entrance I didn’t know had been there.

My body was shaking and my legs were weak as I climbed up to my suite to get ready for my departure the next morning.

I woke up the next morning and spied something that wasn’t there when I went to bed. I got up and walked over half asleep to it and saw another note this time attached to what looked like a bottle of perfume.

“YOU LOOK EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL WHILE YOU SLEEP, COME BACK ANYTIME, OR MAYBE I COME FIND YOU SENORA xoxo CHIKE LORENZO ANYADIKE” he had been in my room? But how, I turned the card over and my eyes widened.

He was the owner of the hotel!

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