Disillusioned Wife Finds Solace

The feeling of being stretched by a big cock is what she needs

Gabriella was caught in a relationship that was going nowhere. Her husband Marco seemed so preoccupied with work that he stopped paying her the attention she craved. She was a sexual being and was increasingly desperate for the touch and the thrust of a real man. So, one night, while Marco was still working she started looking. At first she wasn't sure what it was she needed. Should she find a male escort or use one of those hookup apps?

Then one evening in bed after Marco had fallen asleep without satisfying her needs, again, she came across a blog by a female writer who described an experience that got Gabriella hot, so hot that she dropped her phone and used both her hands to bring herself to a briefly satisfying climax. The woman said her story was true and even gave the name of the bar where she allowed herself to be picked up and then ravaged in an underground car park nearby.

Although this was so far outside her comfort zone Gabriella was undeniably excited by the thought of it. It took her several weeks of deep thoughts and careful planning before she was ready to take the next step. Then Marco had to go away on business from Wednesday until Sunday. This gave Gabriella the opportunity. She decided to grasp it with both hands. The blog had a note which said that women wanting to follow the writer's path could use her as a security blanket by messaging her with the details, time, date etc before heading out. Gabriella sent a message with her contact details and received a brief response, and aubergine emoji and thumbs up! Smiling to herself Gabriella finished applying her makeup, checked her rather slutty outfit and then, happy with what she saw, she headed out.

The blog had given her the code words she needed to give the barman, she was to give him a confirmation code of her own choosing and finally a safe word, should she have second thoughts at any point. She drove to the location and parked in the underground carpark close by. She was told to park on the first level. Then with her heart thumping and her body already tingling she walked around the corner to the bar. Taking a deep breath she walked inside. The first thing that hit her was how pleasant it was. Softly lit, but not dingy, clean and tidy with a mix of booths and small cage style tables, just a few customers, none of which paid her much heed as she approached the bar.

"Welcome!" The barman, whose name badge identified him as Peter, smiled at her. "What can I get you?" Gabriella smiled back at him, she needed to speak to Antonio but first she needed a strong drink. The closer she got to whatever would happen next the more nervous she became.

*Mmmm, a gin and tonic please, large one!" She added quickly. Then after taking her first sip she asked as nonchalantly as she could. "Is Antonio here?" The barman's smile widened. He turned and called out.

"Toni, you have another customer!" A dark haired older man appeared from the kitchen and gestured to Gabriella to join him at the quiet end of the bar. Gabriella took the stool opposite him.

"Hello." He asked calmly. "How can I help you?" Gabriella started to tell him about why she was here and after a short while he held up his hand to stop her. His smile was warm and Gabriella realised she'd been babbling. She smiled back and then gave him the message the blog had told her to say. He paused, then nodded and quietly asked her for her confirmation code.

"Raspberry," she whispered.

"And your safe word?"

"Iceland!" She confirmed.

"Ok." He said. "Go back to the car park, go down to the 4th floor, space 475, a black Mercedes van. Wait there and put this on." He deftly handed her a blindfold which she glanced at to identify what it was before hurriedly popping into her bag. He nodded and left her with her drink. She finished it quickly, her heart rate getting faster and, taking a deep breath, slowly headed to the exit.

Once outside, clutching her handbag in her hand she walked briskly to the car park. She was grateful it was well lit and that it smelled, well it didn't! Which was a pleasant surprise. She walked down to level 4, her palms beginning to feel clammy, her heart beating faster and most interesting her pussy tingling as the movement of her legs and her underwear brushed her labia together. She quickly located the correct parking space, it was really easy as the level was pretty much empty and the shiny black Mercedes van stood out in the brightly lit space. Gabriela approached it tentatively, the doors were locked and she couldn't see inside. She looked around and listened but could hear nothing unexpected. She took another deep breath before delving into her handbag and then tying the blindfold around her head.

Immediately all her other senses seemed heightened. She was sure that she could actually hear her heartbeat and the distant sound of a motor made her tense up, but it soon died away to nothing. She leaned against the van and waited. She'd been there for what felt like an eternity but was probably only a few minutes when she heard footsteps and men talking. Her whole body tensed in anticipation. This was it!

"You are Gabriella?" The first voice she heard was light and he sounded quite young.

"Yes." She whispered. "I am Gabriella."

"Excellent!" Again the first man spoke. Gabriella could tell he was standing in front of her. Her senses detected the cologne of two other men, one standing just to her left and the other a bit further away. The third man spoke in a deep, rich gravelly voice.

"Yes, there are three of us. Are you prepared for what comes next? Tell me, what is your safe word."

"Iceland."

"And your confirmation code, without it we cannot begin."

"Raspberry." Gabriella breathed deeply.

"Ok!" The first man said excitedly. "Then we can begin!" Suddenly she was grabbed and both arms were held behind her back. She gasped as first the man in front held her head and started to kiss her. He wasn't gentle, he took control as his tongue forced its way between her lips. Shocked by the suddenness of this she gasped and that action, opening her mouth, gave him easy access. At the same time the man holding her arms tightly began to kiss the nape of her neck. Her legs buckled but his strong grip kept her upright. The man in front stopped his assault on her mouth and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. His mouth descended on her heaving breasts and he tugged the cups down to give him better access to her large and already hard nipples.

"You like this, don't you?" The man behind whispered in her ear. "Well don't worry pretty lady, we're going to take good care of you." His hands moved and Gabriella felt cold metal on her skin and then the click of a lock. She'd been handcuffed! Now that his hands were free the second man reached down and pulled her skirt up. At least his hands were warm Gabriella thought as his fingers slipped between the cheeks of her ass and sought to plunder her pussy.

"Jesus, she's sopping already! I'll bet she's ready for my dick!" Gabriella heard the sound of a zip being undone and then her panties were roughly ripped from her. She gasped as his fingers invaded her most secret place, probing and twirling as he rubbed along her slit. Then she felt the blunt warmth of his cock. He bent her forward and then pressed himself balls deep in her warm, wet and very welcoming pussy.

"Oh fuck!" She gasped as his balls slapped against her.

"Ah yes! She's ready!" Gabriella was shocked but excited by the strangers forcefulness. She was just getting used to it and starting to push back as he thrust forward when she heard another zip being undone and then a hand grasped her face and a finger was forced between her lips. Instinctively she sucked on it which drew a smirk of praise from the second man.

"I knew she'd be a good one." The next thing she felt was his finger being withdrawn and his precum coated cock head replacing it. He was bigger than her husband, thicker by a good margin. She wrapped her lips around it and sucked hard drawing a quick gasp from the man.

"You like that too, don't you?" He pressed himself deeper until she started the gag, but instead of pulling out he stayed there until she gripped his shaft with her teeth and shook her head. He pulled out with a grunt and she gasped for breath. The sensations were taking her close to her limit, she wondered what the third man would do, but so far he stayed in the background.

"You're doing so good, lady. Try to relax and you'll be able to take it all the way down. You'll like the sensation of me cumming down your throat, believe me!" Gabriella nodded.

"Ok I'll try but let me control it, don't try and force it, ok?"

"Ok by me lady!" He chuckled as he slid his shaft back between her open lips. The man fucking her from behind paused his thrusts, just flexing his muscles to remind her of his cock. That allowed Gabriella to focus on the cock in her mouth. She relaxed as best she could and pushed herself forward onto his shaft. When she felt herself start to gag she pulled back. He encouraged her all the time.

"Yes, that's it, just a little bit more, take your time, there's no hurry. You're very close, just a tiny bit more." Gabriella tried once more and to her amazement she felt him slide past her gag reflex and into her throat. She kept him there for several seconds before she needed to take a breath.

"Well done! I knew she could do it! Good girl!" Encouraged Gabriella opened her mouth ready to accept him again. "Look at this will you, she wants my cum bad!" He slowly pressed his shaft to her lips and she engulfed him this time, swallowing him whole until her nose was pressed into his wiry pubes. She tried to breathe through her nose to prolong the sensation of being stuffed at both ends but when that didn't work she developed a way to take him deep, hold him for a second or two and then slowly release him while gently squeezing his heavy balls. From the noises he started making he liked that. The man fucking her from behind helped by changing his rhythm to match. Soon all three were in sync, each building slowly towards what each wanted to be a big release. Every so often Gabriella would need to pause to take a few deep breaths before begging for his cock again. This had been going on for some time before the cock of the man in her mouth started to swell. His voice started to increase in volume and then with a loud growl he pushed himself deep into her throat and Gabriella felt the rush of warm cum as he grunted his approval.

"Fuck, yeah, take it! Take it all!" Gabriella was able to hold her breath until the last dribbles subsided. Then he pulled out with a loud groan. Without his support Gabriella thought was going to fall flat on the floor but the man behind her had other ideas. He wrapped an arm around her waist and picked her until she was pressed against the side of the van. Now he started to really slam into her.

"Oh god yes, that's so good! Fuck me good! Make me cum, I'm so close!" He slammed into her until she felt her climax start. She pushed her hips back sharply as waves of tingles started to spread from her pussy.

"Oh dear god, I'm cumming! Aaaahhhh! Uhh, uhh, fuck, oh god yes!" This was exactly what she wanted. The memory of numerous feckless fucks with her husband was erased with a single brutal climax. In fact she was still cumming when he announced his own climax. She felt him swelling and then pulses of his thick cream painted her pussy walls.

"Fu-uck!" He announced as each rope of cum blasted into her over sensitised pussy. "So good! So fucking good!"

When he had finished he pulled out and Gabriella felt their combined juices leaking from her pussy. She leaned against the van gasping for breath. She felt her hands being released and a part of her was sad. Was that it? She wanted more! Then the third man spoke.

"Well done my friends that should have loosened her up for me nicely!" His voice seemed to resonate deep in her breasts. He moved closer and then Gabriella heard a beep followed by a click.

Gabriella was still experiencing small aftershocks from her first spit roasting yet there was still more to come. This third man, he sounded big, his deep voice rumbled when he spoke.

"Thank you gentlemen, I'm sure we'll meet again soon. Take care now." The two other men said their goodbyes and then Gabriella heard them walking away, laughing and joking as they went. Only when it had fallen silent did the remaining man speak.

"Hopefully your body is now able to cope with me." Gabriella tensed up. "It's ok. Remember we have your escape word, Iceland, but I really hope you won't need it. If you don't, I assure you, it will be the thrill of your young life."

Suddenly he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her effortlessly. Gabriella's arm went around his neck and the other was resting on the muscles of his broad chest. He wasn't wearing a shirt and, as they moved a few paces, she felt something hard banging against her naked ass.

"My god! Is that what I think it is?" A deep rumble came from his chest.

"You'll find out soon enough. But first let me prepare you." He laid her down gently and Gabriella was surprised to feel crisp linen under her mostly exposed body. He climbed beside her, it felt like a bed, a good quality mattress too. Slowly he removed her blouse, setting it aside gently before he unzipped her skirt. She arched her back up as his fingers brushed her hips. The final item of clothing to be removed was her bra. His large but nimble fingers unclipped it in an instant and she sighed with pleasure as the position of the cups stuffed under her boobs wasn't the most comfortable. Now that was removed and her full, ripe breasts were able to lie naturally, their large aureolas and hard nipples waiting for his next move. She wasn't expecting a kiss, well not such a tender all encompassing kiss that left her humming. His tongue explored her mouth, it was big, she came to the conclusion that every bit of him was big.

He shifted and at first she felt his mouth on her nipple. She clutched at his head holding it right to her breast. But then she was aware of another sensation, something much stronger, more intimate. His fingers were exploring her creamy labia, teasing them open before sliding gently inside. One, then two, then three and finally dear god, four fingers opening her up, rubbing her G spot and making her juices flow like crazy. She was bucking under his delicious assault and when he pressed his thumb over her clit and rolled it from side to side she was lost.

"Oh my god! That's incredible!" And with a loud cry her pussy muscles clamped his fingers tight and her body shuddered. She felt waves of pleasure shooting down her legs and up her spine. As her climax subsided he removed his fingers and changed position, sliding her legs over his shoulders and opening her up to his mouth. His tongue really was big! He lapped at her pussy, dragging the labia apart and drinking in her nectar. When he licked her from back to front she cried out in ecstasy each time he reached her clit, and when he pushed his tongue inside her it felt better than her husband's cock! He kept up his intense pleasuring until he felt her go limp.

"Ah, now you're ready!" He sat back on his haunches as she lay slumped in front of him. He applied a general helping of lube to his shaft, and then to her pussy. The cold made her jump but she didn't care any more. She wanted him to fuck her.

He grasped his shaft and rubbed it gently along her slit. She started groaning almost as soon as she felt it pushing her labia apart. Then he moved so the blunt head was at her opening. He nudged himself forward and she felt an enormous pressure build but then it changed. Not pressure but power. The force of the man was immense, yet he used it so gently. He took his time, pushing in just a little bit more then waiting for her body to relax before pushing in further. Gabriella could hardly believe that her body could take his girth and length but after a while she felt his heavy balls bump against her ass. She felt euphoric.

"Well well Gabriella, who'd have thought it. You've taken everything I've got to give. Why don't you take your blindfold off now." She tugged at it and threw it aside. The soft lighting in the can was still bright for a while but when her eyes adjusted she looked up and saw his face for the first time. He had such a warm smile, big blue eyes and a strong jawline. He was very handsome. Then she looked down and he lifted himself up on extended arms and rocked his hips back and forth.

"Oh my god! You're huge!" The sight of his immense cock burying itself inside her made her climax instantly. She clung to his arms, her mouth open wide and her eyes staring into his. He flexed his shaft making her shudder even more. "Oh yes, yes yes yes! Fantastic, amazing, oh fuck yes!" She realised she was babbling and started giggling like a young schoolgirl. He joined in and she almost came again as his body rumbled on top of hers and his cock throbbed oh so deep inside her.

"You are the amazing one, Gabriella. Not just because it feels like you fit me like a glove but because you're beautiful. Your smile, your body, well wow! I mean this is just wonderful for me. So thank you." Gabriella shook her head.

"No no no! Thank you! This has been the most amazing time." He put a finger over her lips.

"Oh Gabriella, we've barely begun." And with that he pulled back so only his thick glans was inside before surging forward until he was balls deep. She cried out and dug her fingers into his arms as he repeated the manoeuvre, establishing a powerful rhythm. Each time his body pressed against her clit she moaned, each time he pulled back she felt a momentary sense of loss. She lost count of the many tiny climaxes she experienced as they moved together. He allowed more of his weight to press down on her which changed the angle of penetration and set off a whole new set of pleasure bombs. Finally he started to really grind his hips against her and she noticed his breathing change.

"Make me cum again. I want to cum with you. I want to feel it when you fill me with your cream!" He started to thrust more erratically and the sweat started to appear on his brow. He kissed her roughly and then looked directly into her eyes.

"Cum with me Gabriella. Give yourself to me, and I'll give myself to you." She felt his shaft start to swell and that tipped her over the edge.

"Ahhhhhh, YESSSS!" She screamed as her climax exploded sending tingles down both her arms and legs. At its peak he roared out his release and the blast of heat she felt inside started a second climax which lasted long after he'd finished bucking into her. There was so much cum. It was leaking from her even as he was still twitching inside her, still impossibly hard. He rolled them over so she was now on top.

"Don't stop!" He said breathlessly. "I'm not done with you yet." Gabriella sat back to catch her breath, the feeling of his massive cock, still hard and still buried inside her, made her shiver. Then she started to ride him. Slowly at first but after several minutes she started to become more animated. Grinding her hips as well as bouncing up and down. She threw her head back and laughed. This was so unlike her, she hadn't been this expressive during sex for ages. But at the same time this was so unbelievably wonderful, she didn't want it to stop. She felt like she'd been reborn and when she felt her body ready to climax once again she did so with a long, loud and very animalistic sound. Once she'd slowed to a stop he flipped her over once more. Quickly he pulled out, making her moan then pulling her to him with her head facing away. Her ass was up in the air and he knelt behind her and then buried himself back into her creamy pussy.

"Oh fuck yes!" Gabriella moaned as she felt his balls slap against her clit. This time he was in charge and he set a furious pace. She was barely able to keep herself from collapsing onto the bed he was thrusting so hard and deep. Their bodies were now glowing with the sweat of their effort. Gabriella could feel something building, the angle of his thrusting was hitting her in different places.

"Are you ready for me Gabriella?"

"Yes! Oh fuck yes!" She cried over her shoulders as she felt him swelling once more. This time he was the first to let go.

"Awwww fuck yes!" His hips jerked forward and she felt another pulse of warm thick cream flood her body. It set her off and she screamed out loud as her hips shuddered, he wrapped an arm around her to hold her up while more cum poured from his shaft. When they both finally collapsed onto the bed Gabriella could feel their juices had made a large wet patch. She didn't care. She was luxuriating in a state of intense post coital bliss. It had never been like that before! She wondered if it ever would be again. She turned to face him and ran her hand along his muscular frame, noting that even flaccid his shaft was way bigger than her husband's.

"You know, I've just had the best sex I've ever had and I don't even know your name, your names in fact!" He smiled warmly.

"My name is Ernesto. My friends' names are not important." She knew he was right. He'd spoiled her. She wondered how many other women he'd spoilt. "Would you like something to drink?" He clambered off the bed and pulled back a curtain. Gabriella could see a kitchen area.

"Water please." He returned with a small bottle and handed it to her.

"There's a shower here as well, it's a whole motor home."

"Is it yours?"

"No, I just look after it for a friend. He only uses it rarely so I get to use it free of charge as long as I maintain it. It's a win-win arrangement."

Gabriella really didn't want this to end but she knew that it had to. He didn't rush her but he seemed to pull back a little, as if he'd been performing. In the shower she washed away as much of the evidence of the evening that she could. Irrespective of what happened next mentally she was a different woman now, and she wasn't prepared to go on living with what she had. She wanted more. She needed more!

On the drive home Gabriella felt a profound sense of loss. It wasn't that her pussy was still having tremors at each memory she recalled, it was the way he had cared for her. She felt they had made a connection deeper than just incredible sex. But she hadn't got his contact details and he hadn't offered or asked for hers. That bothered her.

Back home she slipped into the normality of her marriage. Her husband didn't see anything different in her whilst she was internally screaming at him to do something. But he didn't. The first time they had sex, several days later, it was worse than ever. She barely felt him when he pressed himself inside her and when he finally announced his climax with a small grunt she was nowhere close to cumming.

Over the next few weeks she grew more and more desperate. She contacted the writer of the blog and poured out her heart to her. She didn't have much expectation of it but was delighted when she received a long letter from the woman. The writer explained how she had gone through a similar experience, not with Ernesto but the same disappointing marriage. Apparently after her evening she decided to take matters into her own hands. She set herself up on key dating apps and actively went looking for sex. She had young children and didn't want to break up the family home. She suggested that as a possible route for Gabriella but she also took the bull by the horns and suggested that Gabriella try to find Ernesto, but she cautioned her that what she found might not be what she hoped for.

That night, after her husband had fallen asleep she registered for the app the woman had recommended and built a quick profile. No particularly racy pictures but some selected from a recent holiday where she was wearing her favourite bikini. The response was instant. Dozens of men responded, some happy to show themselves off nude immediately. Gabriella chuckled to herself as she reviewed the catalogue of cocks that were displayed before her. A couple took her fancy, thick and veiny and standing proud against a muscled abdomen. She sent them each a carefully crafted message outlining what it was she was after, sex, multiple orgasms for her but absolutely no commitment, a one off event. She accompanied these messages with a flirty picture of herself in bed, one breast exposed and her pussy just out of view. Both men responded positively, very quickly. She told them she would find a date when they could meet and then concentrated on the respondents who'd adopted a more demure approach. She viewed each profile carefully but none intrigued her enough to take things further. For now she'd have to make do with just sex, good hard no holds sex.

The first man she slept with was called Simon, he was a personal trainer, with a fantastic body! She arranged to meet him one afternoon when her husband was at work. They met at a hotel in the nearby town. She had a great time. His stamina was impressive and his cock delivered the orgasms she wanted. Even so it was Ernesto she was imagining as she bore down on his shaft and ground herself against his pubic bone. He was louder than she was when he bucked up and thrust himself as deep as possible before his seed poured from him and gave her the satisfaction she craved. He was young and virile and able to go again quite soon. This time she buried her face in the pillows and screamed her way through several orgasms before she felt him swell and erupt again, once inside her and several more spurts on her ass and up her back. She liked that feeling of being used, it was like going back to the car park again. When it was over she felt nothing for him, he had been a tool to get her where she needed to be. She thanked him and wished him well. A brief kiss on the cheek and she was on her way home in time to greet her boring husband.

The second man was called Andrew, he was an artist of some kind, Gabriella wasn't that interested, all she wanted was to feel his large cock exploding in her pussy and making her scream. She had enjoyed that part with Simon and wanted Andrew to be the dominant partner. He did his best but Gabriella could see he wasn't really cut out for it. He made her cum but it didn't deliver what she needed.

She needed to do more research!

That was how she came to discover the community of bulls. Alpha males who would dominate their partners, frequently at the behest of husbands who just didn't cut it. Gabriella wasn't going to involve her husband, this was all about her, he didn't need to know. She took her time, interacting with possible bulls online, even talking to women they'd serviced before selecting one. His name was Theodore, he was large, he was beautiful and he was black! Gabriella liked the idea of seeing her pale white skin split wide by some massive black cock. They talked on the phone and Gabriella was taken by the depth of his voice, it rumbled as had Ernesto's. She agreed to meet him at his apartment. He insisted on her staying the night which made things tricky but thankfully her husband was called away on a business trip lasting 3 days. Gabriella confirmed the date with Theodore and excitedly dressed as per his requirements before driving to his apartment.

She was surprised as he opened the door. He was naked, gloriously naked, his ebony body gleaning in the lights and his cock hanging down his thigh. He pulled her in and pushed her to her knees.

"Make me hard!" He demanded. Gabriella reached out and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Even flaccid her fingers didn't meet! She opened her lips wide and sucked his bell end. It tasted slightly metallic but clean. A bead of precum appeared which she licked away. Then she managed to swallow half of him before he got too hard and too big. He lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom where he threw her onto the bed. He stood over her stroking his length.

"Get naked!" His deep voice rumbled. Gabriella did, as slowly and as sexy as she could. Taking time to lick her fingers and tweak her nipples as she discarded her bra. She kicked her panties off to reveal her freshly waxed pussy. He let out a growl and grabbing a leg he dragged her to the end of the bed. He dropped to his knees and lifted her legs over his shoulders. He had a tongue to match! Gabriella moaned as he dragged it from her ass to her belly button and back, forcing her puffy labia apart and savouring the taste of her arousal. Oh yes! She was aroused alright! It took literally seconds before she felt her first climax building. She cried out and dug her fingernails into his scalp as it hit her hard.

He didn't stop, he kept on plundering her sex. This was good, very good and it got even better when she was gasping for breath after another climax when he pushed her back, almost lifting her ass off the bed and plunged himself balls deep in a single, almost brutal thrust. She came again as he powered onto her, he gave her no respite just brutal animalistic hard full on fucking! She lost track of both time and the number of times she'd cum well before she heard his breathing change and his shaft swell.

"Here it comes. I'm gonna fill that white pussy if yours with some grade A black man cream. And you're gonna take it all and beg for more!" As he bucked and groaned she felt the bloom of warmth that signaled his release. He roared like the beast he was and she screamed with him. She saw stars as he'd body accepted his gift, she loved the feeling of him taking what he needed, but she didn't beg for more. That said he was happy to give her more and she agreed to stay the night. He fucked her four more times before they fell asleep in each others arms, coated in sweat and cum juices in the early hours. He fucked her once more in the morning when they showered together.

Gabriella had to admit she'd enjoyed the experience of being dominated, she told him so and he said was keen to repeat it.

"I like you Gabriella, we could have a lot of fun together." She agreed, they could have but in the cold light of day, it didn't feel right. It wasn't what she needed, she realised that now. It had just been sex. She realised now that she wanted more, a better balance between being dominated and dominating. She wanted the connection she'd felt with Ernesto. What was she going to do now?

On her way home from the night of hot, hard, domineering sex Gabriella reviewed her life. The early years with her husband, how wonderful they were but now how far away they seemed. Then the memory of that first night in the car park. Sex with 3 men, two of whom she never saw, only felt or tasted. And now 3 more men, all different, all enjoyable in their own way but still not what she really desired. It was while Theodore was pummeling her pussy into the oversensitive state it was this morning that the realisation hit her. Ernesto was the one. He had it all, a body to die for, a cock the very thought of almost made her crash the car but more than that it was the way he treated her, in retrospect she had come to feel something deeper, more substantial. She wondered if he felt the same way. By the time she pulled onto her drive she had decided she had to find out. Did he feel the same way? God, what if he did, what about her husband? Then it hit her. If he felt the same way she'd have to leave her husband and start a new life, her pussy tingled as the very idea flitted across her consciousness.

The first thing she decided to do was to go back to where it all began, not online, but physically. As soon as she had a free evening she drove to the same car park, parked on the first floor and walked around the corner and into the bar. It was exactly as she remembered it, an ordinary bar without any evidence of what trysts were made here. She waited until the barman appeared. It was the same man who'd given her the instructions. She smiled at him and he gave her a double take.

"Hello. Have we met?" He asked casually.

"Yes we have, just the once." Gabriella smiled warmly. "It was a couple of months ago. I had a fantastic evening.' She felt herself blushing as she said it, the memories flooding back.

"I'm very glad." He gave her a quizzical look. "But you're not here for the same thing, are you?"

"No." Gabriella confessed. "Not this time. No, I'm looking to get in contact with Ernesto." The man's eyebrows shot up.

"Ernesto?" He paused, clearly thinking, before shaking his head sadly. "No I'm afraid not. He hasn't been around in ages. Said he had some thinking to do. Shame he was very good." Gabriella's blush deepened.

"Yes! I know!" She stopped herself gushing about his sexual prowess and focused instead on what had made it special. "He was very kind, caring." She felt herself welling up.

"And you'd like to see him again." The barman finished her sentence for her. She nodded.

"Yes, I would."

"Ok, look, give your phone number and if I hear anything I'll let you know." The man leaned forward across the bar closing the distance between them. "I can't promise anything but I know some people who might know something." Gabriella couldn't stop herself, she reached across the bar and held the man's hands.

"Thank you. That's so kind of you." He pulled away, somewhat embarrassed and stood up straight. He tapped her details into his phone and saved his under the name of the bar in hers. Gabriella left the bar but not with a particularly happy heart. It sounded like a long shot.

"Ah well." She told herself. "Fingers crossed." As she was wandering back to the car she was struck with the idea of revisiting the scene on the fourth floor. 475 had been the parking bay. She found it easily, it was deserted, as was the entire floor. She stood in the last place she could remember before she put on her blindfold and closed her eyes. She was shocked by a rush of adrenaline coursed through her veins as the memory of what took place took over. She gasped out loud as she felt her body start to vibrate. Her breath got ragged and her hands slid under her dress and quickly slid beneath her cotton panties. The memory of Ernesto's four fingers was enough to get her juices flowing. She staggered over to one of the supporting pillars and stuffed her fingers into her already dripping pussy. It wasn't slow and sensual, it was fast and furious and in less than a minute she was doubled up as her pussy muscles spasmed madly. She cried out, soft sobs of intense pleasure and when her climax reached its peak it was his name she called out. She straightened up and leaned back against the pillar while her breathing calmed. She found some wet wipes in her shoulder bag and cleaned the residue of her juices that had coated her inner thighs and her fingers.

"Jesus that felt good!" With a final glance around the space she walked back to her car. On the drive home all she could think of was that she had to find him!

Little did Gabriella know but Ernesto had been significantly affected by their tryst. It wasn't the first time he'd done it, there was a long list of happy customers who he'd serviced. But there was something different about her. He couldn't put his finger on it but it kept nagging at his brain, so much so that it totally put him off his game. He even had to turn down bookings! He kept thinking about her at the most inopportune moments, somehow she'd got inside his head. He had to do something to fix it. He explained his predicament to his pal, the one who owned the motorhome.

"Ah, take it man. I don't use it. Go drive somewhere and get your shit back together." Ernesto would have hugged the guy but he knew it wouldn't have been received the right way. He just shook his hand vigorously and thanked him profusely. He paid up his rental and gave notice on the jobs he had been doing and decided to visit Europe. He knew he could always get work as a model, or a stripper or as an escort, so money wasn't going to be a problem. In fact he spent some weeks in Holland working as an exotic male dancer at a club he knew through his "work" in the UK. He generated a healthy wad of cash before setting off to explore southern Europe. In Italy he fell in with some dodgy characters in Naples who used him to get incriminating evidence on their business partners, by sleeping with their wives! But all the while he knew that there was something missing, he felt that he was simply going through the motions, existing yet not really living, seeing but not experiencing. And then that message pinged on his phone.

At the time he was enduring a dalliance with a glamorous but older Italian Countess who was in the process of trying to give his massive cock a very sloppy blowjob. Sure he was hard and absolutely, she was giving it her all but he just couldn't feel the sap rising. All very frustrating, for both of them! So when his phone pinged he reached out and picked it up. He clicked on the message notification and wham! Everything changed in an instant. He saw that it was from Antonio, the barman who used to hook him up with frustrated housewives. He read it and then somewhere in his body a tap was turned on, full blast!

"Ciao, Ernesto, they tell me you're in Italy. A lady called Gabriella came to the bar trying to find you. Shall I give her your number?"

"Fuck!" He cried out as the realisation that she was actually looking for him hit home. His body was suddenly supercharged, he felt incredible. Superhuman even. He came, instantly, explosively and without warning.

"Oh my god!" He roared as a massive blast of cum spurted from his shaft. So much so that it made his paramour choke. That meant she no longer had control of his cock which meant that the second blast sprayed across her face and into her hair. She shrieked with surprise and annoyance as more coated her ample breasts and dropped down into her lap. He was still cumming and quickly dropped the phone and apologised.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry but that was incredible." He plied on the flattery. "That's never happened before, you must have the magic touch!" It seemed to work, the countess calmed down somewhat and allowed him to wipe his semen off her face.

"Dammit!" She said sadly. "Now I'm going to have to go to the hairdresser's again. I can't have my husband seeing me like this! You'd better go, maybe another time we can finish this properly!" Ernesto kissed her enthusiastically and then clambered back into his clothes.

"Arrivaderci signora." He blew her a final air kiss before leaving her apartment. As soon as he got outside he replied to Antonio's message. "Absolutely! Do it now!" He headed back to the motorhome with a spring in his step and a new purpose in life.

Meanwhile Gabriella had just about written the whole wild goose chase off, it had been months with no news. In that time much had changed in her life. First off she'd left her useless husband. The divorce was still going through. She'd moved to a small rented cottage by the sea and taken a job at the local library. It was a calmer way of life, except for one thing. She was still searching for something and that led her along a continuous path to sexual enlightenment. She'd had her first same sex relationship with one of her fellow librarians, a younger woman named Rose who had flaming red hair, the palest complexion, small pert breasts and a way with her tongue that Gabriella had never experienced before. The sex was romantic, slow, sensual and eventually mutually satisfying as they kissed each other while grinding their pussies together. It became a regular thing that after work on most Friday evenings they'd retire to one or another house, strip off and spend that night and most of the Saturday entwined in ecstasy. At the same time Gabriella had caught the eye of a young neighbour. Martin was barely 18, a mass of nervous synergy and pheromones. He hung around her like a puppy dog, offering to help even when help wasn't needed. Finally she took pity on him. She invited him into her home and slowly performed a striptease for him. The poor lad was renting his trousers when at last she straddled his thighs.

"Undo your trousers Martin and I'll do the rest!" She knew he was still a virgin and she knew it wasn't going to last long. Not this first time anyway! But he was young, it wouldn't take much before he was good to go again. He fumbled with his belt and quickly pushed his trousers and pants down to his knees, freeing his slightly above average cock. Smiling at him, Gabriella grasped it and rubbed it along her labia, coating it in her juices before sliding down it until her ass was resting on his thighs.

"Oh my god!" He exclaimed. "That feels amazing!" When Gabriella started to milk his cock with her powerful pussy muscles his face was a picture. Surprise, astonishment, followed by absolute joy. She felt him swelling inside her and stroked his anguished face as he erupted, deep inside her.

"It's ok, Martin. Relax. We have plenty of time. Just enjoy it." He did, and so did she when barely 10 minutes later he too was naked, hard again and now on top, getting into a wonderfully sensuous rhythm which finally led to an extremely rewarding climax for both of them. They lay on her bed, slowly recovering, Gabriella inwardly laughing at herself for being such a cougar and Martin, his face a permanent smile on it, thinking, "Now I'm a real man!"

Everything changed one wet and windy Sunday afternoon.

It was a pretty ordinary Sunday, as Sundays go. The autumn sun deigned to put in an appearance mid afternoon after a whole host of squally showers had bustled by leaving the paths wet and now shiny in the sunlight. Gabriella had spent most of the day up till then doing her chores. Washing, cleaning, writing shopping lists, the usual stuff. So it was a surprise when her mobile chirruped to tell her she had a call waiting.

"I wonder who that could be?" She thought, after all, she'd already chatted to Rose, her colleague at the library and lover, earlier that day. She answered almost absent mindedly.

"Hello, Gabriella?" A voice she thought she vaguely recognised warbled in her ear. What he then said sent shivers up her spine.

"Gabriella? It's Antonio, you remember, from the bar. I said I'd let you know if I found out anything." He paused but before she could speak he went on. "I'm sorry it's been so long, but I've only just heard. Ernesto is travelling in Italy right now." Gabriella's body started to shake. Antonio went on. "He's asked me to give you his number."

Gabriella's vision started to close in, she sat down quickly before she fell. When Antonio didn't hear her respond he asked if she was ok.

"Yes." She managed to say. It had been months and months, her life had changed dramatically yet the thought of speaking to Ernesto had her in a spin. She realised instantly that her body wanted him, she wanted him, she had to speak to him. "Hold on, let me get a pen!" She scrabbled around in her bag until her desperate fingers closed around one. She grabbed the closest piece of junk mail and wrote the numbers carefully, repeating it twice to make certain. Then she sat back, still in a state of shock, extremely pleasant shock! "Thank you Antonio, you've been so kind." She heard his dismissive laugh.

"I wish you luck, Gabriella. Take care, enjoy!" The line went dead and she sat there in silence. A single tear ran slowly down her cheek. She brushed it away before composing herself further. The first thing she had to do was to get herself ready for the call. Her hormones were suddenly on fire. She rushed to her bedroom and quickly stripped, her panties were already wet, god how just the thought of him could still do that to her! She selected her largest toy, a long thick, veiny piece of silicon that wasn't as hard as Ernesto's but about the same size. Settling herself with her legs up on the headboard of the bed she carefully lubricated the toy before teasing her slick labia apart. Then without further ado she pushed it into her. The stretch still made her wince but once it was. fully embedded it felt incredible. She pressed the button on the base and it started to vibrate. Waves of sensations ran along its length giving the impression of it ploughing into her needy pussy. She could feel her own lubrication taking over, she felt it start to sleep from around the silicon phallus and run between the cheeks of her ass. She couldn't care less. She was imagining Ernesto inside her. She played with her nipples, tugging them until it made her gasp. This was going to be quick! She could already feel her body starting to shiver. These turned into larger shudders and all the while the toys' vibrations were slowly increasing in intensity.

"Oh dear god!" She moaned. "Oh Ernesto, oh fuck!" Then as her body was tipped over the edge and into a thrashing of limbs wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. She called out his name. "Ernesto, yes, yes, oh my god, YESSSS!" When her body could take no more pleasure she pulled the toy from her, the sounding it made as it left her was almost obscene, a wet slurp and a squelch that made her gasp one final time. "Fuck!" And then she lay there. Oh god she wanted to feel Ernesto cumming inside her again, so fucking badly! But at least now she felt, once she'd showered, dressed and applied her makeup she'd be calm enough to call him and have a sensible conversation.

Thirty minutes later she was still selecting an outfit to wear, even though she guessed it would only be a voice call, never mind she needed to feel her best! Another thirty minutes and she felt she was ready. She made herself a coffee and got comfortable on the sofa. With shaking hands she dialled the number Antonio had given her. It rang several times before he answered. His deep voice immediately made all her efforts fail as her pussy started leaking, her nipples got rock hard and her voice cracked with emotion.

"Ernesto?" A sharp intake of breath.

"Gabriella? Is that really you?"

"Yes, Ernesto. It's really me." She felt as though she was going to cry, with joy.

"Oh Gabriella, you don't know how good it is to hear your voice." A brief pause. "It's been so long. I thought I'd never hear from you again." Gabriella's tears were really flowing now. "Oh Ernesto. I've missed you. How have you been? What have you been doing, where are you?"

"Ah, gorgeous Gabriella. I've missed you too. More than you could have imagined." He sighed deeply. "After that night, that amazing, incredible, wonderful night I was a changed man. You did something to me, I don't know what but I wasn't the same man after. I gave up doing that gig. I just couldn't get into the right state of mind anymore. I'm not saying I've been celibate, far from it but it was different with you." Gabriella's voice was choking with emotion when she replied.

"Yes, me too! It was different with you, you were different and now I'm different. My husband is no longer part of my life. I left him, my job, I moved away and I've started again, not with another man. I mean yes there have been a few but I was searching for something and didn't find it. Hell I now even have a female lover, Rose, she's lovely. We work together." She realised she was gushing. "Oh Ernesto it's so good to hear that you're ok."

"Sure, I'm ok, but I could be a whole lot better."

"What do you mean?" The anticipation was brief but still intense.

"I mean if you were here with me, life would be perfect. I know now it's what I need, Gabriella, I need you as part of my life. These past months have proven that to me."

"But, but." Gabriella hadn't thought that far ahead. Ernesto was quick to continue.

"Come and join me here in Italy, we'll travel in the van, you remember, well my friend has long term loaned it to me. Please say you'll come, Gabriella."

"I, um, I, what about my job?"

"Ask for a leave of absence, I'm sure they'll agree. Tell them it's a matter of life and death." His deep voice rumbled with amusement.

"Ok but what about Rose, what can I tell her?"

"Are you exclusive? Does she know about your male lovers?"

"Um, well yes, she does."

"So where's the problem?" She could imagine the smile on his face. He was right. If he was that important to her she'd find a way. There was a short but intense period of silence. Ernesto didn't breathe, he just waited, hoping to hear her say what he needed her to say. Gabriella's mind was whirring, considering the whole gamut of what ifs, but she pulled herself together.

"You're right!" She announced, to the sound of his sharp intake of breath and his sharply delivered, "yes!"

Having taken that decisive decision they began catching up. Ernesto told Gabriella about his time as a stripagram in Holland, including the tales of out of control women who threw themselves at his humongous cock. He laughed out loud at Gabriella's stories of seeking out one night stands. Then he asked her right out.

"When are you coming?" This time he didn't mean in a sexual way, he wanted to know when and where to meet her. She reckoned she could sort out her job, and Rose, at the same time, first thing on the coming Monday. Then it was just a case of choosing where and when to fly to. They settled on meeting at the airport in Bari on the following Friday.

The rest of the day was gone in a flash, Gabriella slept much deeper than she thought she would, given that she'd have to face work and Rose in the morning. She needn't have worried. Rose, bless her, was totally supportive.

"Oh c'mon, Gabby! This is the best fuck of you're life, the one who who everything including us happen. You've got to go, but, my god, I want to hear all about it, and yep, I deffo want to meet him. You never know." She laughed hysterically. "I might even join you!" Gabriella's eyebrows shot up at that, but she didn't say anything, merely choosing to hold onto that thought. Yes, that might be interesting!

Her boss was equally understanding and by the end of the day Gabriella had a 2 month sabbatical to look forward to from Friday and a plane ticket to Bari. When she called Ernesto that evening she heard the joy in his voice.

"That's fantastic news. Oh god, Friday! I have to wait until Friday! I don't know how I'll manage." Gabriella smiled to herself. She had a pretty good idea.

"Well there's always phone sex." His growl told her he was up for that, but she wanted to up the anti. "Video call me!" She said excitedly. "I want to see you!"

"Ah, I like where this is headed. Let me get myself comfortable. I'll call you right back." He ended the call and Gabriella rushed upstairs to her bedroom. She hurriedly looked around for the best place to put her phone. She ended up resting it against her jewellery box and sat on the edge of the bed waiting expectantly. When the phone rang she quickly reached forward and clicked the button. The screen lit up and there right in her face, filling the screen of course, was Ernesto's cock and balls. He was already fully erect and leaking precum at an astonishing rate. The view pulled back to reveal him sitting naked in a comfy chair.

"Blimey, that didn't take you long!" Gabriella laughed as she stood up and slowly stripped for him. As each item of clothing was removed and discarded he growled. When she removed her bra and cupped her full breasts he had to speak.

"Oh my god you're so beautiful. I can't wait to cum on those beauties." He was slowly wanking his shaft, each time he drew his foreskin right back to reveal his shiny glans it sent a tremor through Gabriella's core. She was remembering how it had felt when he pressed himself deep into her body, deeper than anyone else had ever managed. Her fingers went to her dripping pussy and she pushed her panties down to reveal her neatly trimmed bush. Once again he was moved to comment.

"I can't wait to bury my face in your pussy. To suck your sweet nectar from your labia, and swallow it when you cum." By now Gabriella had her fingers strumming herself, one hand on her breast the other rapidly sliding in and out of her sex, her mouth hanging open and her eyes fixed on his cock.

"Come for me Gabriella, show me how much you want me. Tell me when you're close and I'll cum for you too. I can feel it building already. Fuck you're so goddam hot!" She could see the sheen of perspiration appearing on his chest, it gave her goosebumps. She felt her body struggling to maintain any sense of composure, she just wanted to cry out his name and cum!

"Oh fuck, I'm so close!" Her fingers were moving so fast now and her juices were already running down her thighs and onto the duvet cover.

"Me too!" Ernesto cried out, his voice ragged with the emotions that were about to explode, and then he started to cum. "Oh fuck yes!" He cried out and a massive rope of thick white cream burst from his cock. It travelled in a big arc before landing with a loud splatter on his chest. That was too much for Gabriella; she moaned loudly as her body was wracked with huge spasms. She struggled to keep watching the screen as several more large bursts of cum painted Ernesto's chest.

"Oh fuck Gabriella, you do it to me every time! I can't get enough of it, of you!" Gabriella felt exactly the same way. Friday was so far away and she was finding it difficult to concentrate on anything other than Ernesto's cock spurting all that creamy cum onto his muscular chest.

"Oh my god, that was so good. But I've got to work tomorrow and do all my chores here at home." He chuckled as she sat there, her legs apart and her thighs streaked with her juices. "Much as I want to keep doing this I'll never get anything else done. Please, can we hold back until Friday?" She looked at him imploringly. God it was so hard to see him sitting there, his cock still mightily impressive as it lay across his thigh, and all that cum on his body! He chuckled some more.

"Ok, beautiful lady. Because it's you and because I'm gonna fuck you all weekend, I'll agree to it. I promise I won't cum before then. But prepare yourself!" Gabriella laughed and instinctively pressed her thighs together as he looked into the camera and winked suggestively. They chatted a little about the logistics before Gabriella ended the call. It was just too damn hard seeing him. She wanted to make herself cum again but instead she went and had a shower and readied herself for bed.

The next four days were purgatory. Work was tricky, she found it quite hard to concentrate and evenings spent messaging each other only heightened the desire. So, when it was time to head to the airport Gabriella was already packed, in fact she'd packed and repacked several times during the week. When the taxi arrived she grabbed her passport, phone, wallet, bag, coat, case and keys and dashed out to avoid paying extra for keeping him waiting.

Checking was smooth, her case was dropped off and she found a car to have a drink to calm her. While she was checking that she had all her stuff a handsome man appeared beside her. He offered to buy her a drink and keep her company until her flight came. She paused from searching into the bowels of her shoulder bag and looked him up and down. Having done that she smiled sweetly and turned him down.

"Thank you but no. That's very kind but I'd be very poor company. I'm about to board a flight to meet up with the man I want to spend the rest of my life with." He was initially taken aback but recovered well.

"Well, what can I say? He's a very lucky man. I wish you both well." He bowed slightly and returned to his place along the bar. Gabriella was pleased that he found her attractive but nothing was going to shake her belief in Ernesto!

The flight was over three hours and she was far too excited to try and sleep, plus she didn't want to drink anymore lest she screw up her first night with Ernesto. When the plane landed as the passengers at the back all started applauding she was a little bemused but the woman sitting beside her reassured her that it was perfectly normal. She remained seated while the idiots rushed to leap up and grab their hand luggage. Why do people do that? They're not getting off any quicker! When it was time she stood up and headed along the plane to the exit door. Immediately she was hit by the difference in temperature, she was glad she'd chosen to wear a simple linen outfit. She headed into the air conditioned interior of the terminal and waited to collect her luggage, her heart rate increasing slowly as she watched the stream of luggage appearing on the carousel. Eventually it appeared and she collected it and headed towards passport control.

Her passport was quickly stamped and at precisely 11.25pm local time Gabriella walked through the doors into Bari's airport concourse. She saw him immediately, it wasn't hard, he lowered over the locals waiting to greet their loved ones. He had the biggest smile on his face as he leaned against the wall. They walked towards each other, her heart thumping in her chest. As she reached him he rested his hands on her shoulders and bent down to kiss her. It was the tenderest kiss she had ever enjoyed. Time seemed to slow down, everything went quiet, it was all about his lips on hers, his tongue in her mouth, his cologne, oh god it was all so intoxicating that her legs started to give way. His arms wrapped around her and held her up.

"Oh god! What are you doing to me Ernesto?" He took her bag and escorted her out of the terminal.

"Everything you always wanted." He nibbled her ear as he breathed the words, his deep voice making her body shiver and her pussy leak. "Come on, let's get out of here." He took her case, carrying it like it was just a small handbag and not a whole suitcase! He held her arm and walked her through the throng of arrivals and their relatives who crowded their way. Once outside Gabriella felt the warm, slightly muggy heat that characterised the region, begin to sleep through her lightweight linen outfit.

"I know." Ernesto embarked, sensing her growing discomfort. "I have an idea." He led her to an open carpark where Gabriella recognised the outline of the van. She smiled at the memory. "Jump in!" He directed and soon they were heading away from the airport towards the coast south of the city. Gabriella was somewhat surprised when he turned off the tarmaced road onto a dusty track but he just grinned at her, his excellent teeth gleaming in the little light that the dashboard gave off. When he pulled to a stop Gabriella looked around but other than trees she could see nothing obvious.

Ernesto grabbed a canvas bag and started walking towards the trees. Gabriella followed and as they got closer she heard something, it became clearer the further they walked until they came out of the trees and there before them was a small but by no means any less stunning cove. Ernesto led the way down onto the rocky shoreline. Gabriella followed carefully as the path was quite tricky in places. At the foot of the cliff was a wide flat rock, large enough for both of them and more! Ernesto unpacked the bag, there were two fluffy white towels and a bottle of wine, plus some paper cups. He looked at Gabriella and pulled his shirt over his head. "Swim first, then wine." He kicked off his shoes, dropped his trousers and pants and while Gabriella was still gawking at his magnificent cock he turned and dove into the sea.

Not to be outdone she stripped off and holding her nose she jumped into the water. The initial shock soon passed, the water wasn't actually that cold and anyway no sooner had she surfaced than she was enveloped in Ernesto's strong arms. He held her close and she melted into him, his kisses peppered her face, her neck and her breasts. She threw her head back and shouted loud enough for anyone near to hear her.

"Oh my god! This is incredible, wow!" Ernesto was supporting her and he waded over to the rock and lifted her up and onto the edge. The night air was warm but she still shivered when his kisses got closer and closer to her sex. He slipped down so her legs were over his shoulders and he had full access to pleasure her. He licked his large tongue along her already creamy slit. He made appreciative noises as he teased her labia apart. Gabriella lay back and surrendered to him. This was exactly what she'd hoped would happen, naked under the moonlight with the man of her dreams steadily building the tension in her body up until it reached the point where she shattered, her fingers digging in his scalp as she rode out the first of what she fully expected to be many climaxes.

"Oh fuck Ernesto. You're too good at that!" He didn't slacken his resolve and soon she was teetering into the abyss of another, even bigger, orgasm. Her body shuddered as the strong convulsive sensations rippled through her. This time he sensed she needed a pause to gather her senses. He pulled her into the water with him and made her float on her back.

"Here, let me." Ernesto whispered in her ear. He had his arms under her body allowing her to relax completely, she needed to, it had been a long time since she'd felt so overwhelmed, physically and emotionally. She lay there, staring up at the stars then gazing adoringly into his face. "I'm so happy you're here Gabby. My life feels complete now."

"I know what. you mean Ernesto." Gabriella lifted an arm and stroked his stubbly cheek. He tilted his head to press against her hand, his breathing was calm, his heart rate however wasn't, neither was his cock which was beginning to throb to a rhythm he knew all too well. He pulled her to him, wrapping her legs around his waist and let her feel his hard shaft press against her puffy labia.

"Oh fuck! I'd forgotten just how big you are, everywhere!" Gabriella moaned as his shaft forced its way inside her. All the emotions of that night came flooding back. She relaxed and felt the pressure eased to be replaced with the feeling of blissful completion. He bounced her gently, the water supporting her weight made it all the more enjoyable and relaxing. She floated back, her arms out to the side as Ernesto rocked his hips back and forth. His strokes were long and dangerous, his shaft rubbed her pussy walls deliciously.

She came suddenly, her voice broken with gasps of pleasure as her body pulled him deeper welcoming his bountiful gift of warming semen. It felt perfect, they held each other while his seed slowly leaked from where their bodies were joined. As she'd experienced before, just because he'd cum it didn't mean he'd go all soft. No! She still felt full of him. He lifted her off his shaft and onto the rock. He climbed up beside her and lay on one of the towels. He beckoned to her to straddle him. Once she'd settled onto his shaft he made sure that the second towel was under her knees. Then he started to flex his hips up off the rock, forcing himself into her creamy pussy again and again and again.

She looked down into his eyes and her smile grew and grew. She started to bounce and he watched entranced as her breasts bounced enthusiastically. He reached out to tweak her large nipples which made her squeak with pleasure. They moaned and groaned and laughed and cried until Gabriella felt herself spinning out of control. She sped up her movements as the crescendo built inside her until it reached a peak and with a loud scream of joy her pussy muscles squeezed him so tight it shocked him. He felt them milking him. His eyebrows shot up, his mouth fell open and with a roar he spewed more cum into her welcoming pussy. He felt the pulses of thick creamy cum mixing with her own juices and running down her walls and onto his balls. He pulled her down to him and kissed her hard.

"This is just the beginning Gabriella. Just the beginning!"