Erotic Stories (Part 3 of 5)

I followed you down the stairs, my eyes fixed on your exposed neck (god your neck drove me wild)….your hips shifting from side to side, outlines of your thighs faintly visible as the sun pierced the fabric of your skirt. When we reach the bottom off the stairs I took your hand and led you past the dining room, a few other guests already seated and eating. You looked at me confused, but followed sheepishly, knowing that I was the master for this trip. As we walked down the front steps you saw an old Vespa scooter with a large picnic basked securely fastened to the back. We sat down on the old leather seat, you behind me, your arms wrapped tightly around my waist…..then we were off. We followed a dirt road, rather a tractor path out into the fields. The workers busy all around us picking olives, some of the younger men waving and whistling at you. As we continued to drive the sounds of the harvest began to faint, the Villa becoming smaller and smaller, the smells of nature overtaking the smells of man. We crested a small hill, and in the distance near a stand of trees on a hill to our front you could see the outline of a white gazebo, ivy growing up the columns….what appeared to be water running from a spring at the base of the stairs….then suddenly the brakes slammed and the bike came to a halt.

I turned to the left, a dark grey figure having caught my eye in the distance, set against the tree line. As we drove up the angled outline of an old bunker took shape among the overgrowth and hedges. The concrete was stained dark from weather, bits of paint still flaking off of it…..the corners badly deteriorated. I got off the bike and walked to the back…..”you can stay here, I just want to go have a quick look.” I walked around the back, down some crumbling stairs and saw the remains of a large, thick iron blast door still secured in its hinges, rust having taken much of it away. As I walked in, the floor was littered with bits of concrete from the ceiling and walls, trash, vines that had crept in, and the dank smell of must hanging in the air. A piercing ray of light shot through the small gun portal……once again my mind numbed……the yellow rays of the sun fading to gray as I peered out. I could here the whistling of shells overhead….the whack of rounds as they slapped into the concrete. Running towards me up the hill I could see the shapeless outlines of men, the sounds of war, the screams of the wounded and the dying……the clanging sound of machine guns……then your voice….”baby, you in there, you ok?” My vision came back to me and I returned to you, now standing at the door gazing at me, “It happened again?” you asked as you took my hand…….I kissed you, “I’m ok,” and I led you back to the scooter.

It was about five minutes until we reached the gazebo. It was much larger than it appeared from the road, with at least a 15 foot domed ceiling. We parked the bike and walked up the stairs, the view becoming visible to us, nothing but fields as far as we could see. The only sounds were that of the wind blowing through the trees behind us, and the silence of being away from life. We lay a blanket down and set the basket on the ground. You opened it, beginning to lay out our lunch, but I put my hand on yours, closing the lid, “Lunch can wait, I think I owe you something first,” and I smiled devilishly at you. I laid you back, spreading your legs slightly….your skirt riding up your thighs. I took off your sandals, softly kissing the arches of your feet as I did…..sucking on your toes deeply. I moved between your legs, pulling your skirt up to your waist, exposing you to me. You wore white cotton panties, nothing fancy, yet sexy beyond words in their simplicity. I kissed along the insides of your thighs, sucking lightly, tracing my tongue along your skin. You lifted your legs up, placing them over my shoulders, your hands now in my hair, rubbing my head, “mmmmm, goddddd, takkeeee meeee, pleasssss.” I moved in closer, my mouth hovering over your pussy, my warm breathe pushing through the fabric, blowing against your bulging clit. I pressed my lips firmly against your sweetness, sucking your clit through the fabric of your panties, my hands tightly grasping your ass, pulling your cunt into my mouth. Your back arched, your hands tightened their grip on my head……”unnnnhhhhh, fuckkkkk, unnnnnhhhhhh, godddddd,” as a thick stream of your juice flowed out, soaking your panties…..running down to the blanket, coating your pussy in your sweetness. I continued to suck, taking you into my mouth, the musky smell of your cunt making my head spin. You pushed me away, the jolts of pleasure too intense, more intense than you had known for some time. You pulled me up to you…..looking at my eyes, as I lay next to you…..kissing me lightly, smiling deeply at me……”We’re even!”

You rolled me over onto my back, a deep look in your eyes, a look of raw desire……the same look I had seen when we entered our room on the train; almost more animal than human. I looked back at you, half-heartily saying, “shouldn’t we have some lunch first,” a feint attempt at humor……a shortcoming I had when I felt myself being emotionally overwhelmed, almost an involuntary reaction……..but this was different, this time I wanted to go under, wanted to slowly sink beneath the waves. You laughed, and smiled…..almost expecting that response from me, able to see into my being, as if looking into a clear mountain lake, “Lunch can wait!” You pulled your sweater off, exposing your bra, like your panties simple in design……light pink, a front latch, with lace along the edges, but somewhat low cut in the front…..enhancing your already ample cleavage. I reached up, unsnapping the hook, my head now completely submerged, yet still able to breathe, my early feelings replaced by the same animal desire I saw in you. I took your breasts in my hands, cupping them firmly…..your back arched, your head fell back as the pangs of desire shot through your body.

You leaned over me, our chests touching, your soft smooth skin against mine…..your hard nipples brushing against me lightly, stirring my cock…..your hips instinctively pressing harder against me. “Put your hair down, Angel, “ I whispered to you as your lips slowly embraced me…..your hair falling around us, like a wall, shielding us from the harsh realities of the world around us. We kissed, deep, our tongues dancing in each other’s mouths, our lips sucking, our chests heaving……as we became one. I reached up, grabbing your neck, lightly pulling you into me, your chest pressing against mine, rising and falling in unison, stirring our passions. After what seemed like hours, you pulled away, ignoring my pleas…..moving down to my waist, unbuckling my pants. My cock was engorged with you, bulging, pushing to get out. You unfastened the hook, unzipped them and pulled them down and off, my cock springing up, some pre-cum already oozing from it, the look in your eyes becoming more animal, a deep moan coming out of your mouth, “mmmmmmmm.”

You unzipped your skirt, pulling it up over your head, only your white cotton panties separating us. You moved back up to my waist, pulled your panties to one side and quickly eased my cock inside of you (you knew I had a slight fetish for panties) ……the sight of it all almost putting me over the edge, my chest and head arching back, “unnnnnnhhhhhh, godddddd.” You wasted no time, the raw passion between us lay heavy in the air, our hearts intertwined, feeding each other as we sat joined as one. I looked up, there were bright green vines along the vaulted marble ceiling of the gazebo, having made there way by climbing, wrapping themselves around the columns, “fuccccckkkkkk, “ I moaned as you continued to pump your hips into me, your eyes shut, your head back, your white teeth clamped tightly against your bottom lip. There were flowers, on the vines…..almost framing you as if painted by one of the great masters….the smells intoxicating me; the sweet smell of the flowers, the raw smell of the earth, the smell of the harvest, all mixed with the pungent musk of your juice. My senses were in overload, trying to take it all in, “unnnnhhhhh, godddddd,” as you continued to fuck me, my driving my cock deep into your body, your breasts bouncing, your ass slapping against my thighs, your sweet juice flowing from within…..your eyes still shut, all of your energies focused on one thing, fucking me. I have no idea how long it lasted, could have been one minute or one hour……time meant nothing at that moment, had no definition that could capture what was happening between us. “unnnnhhhhh, unnnnnnhhhhhh, fuckkkkkk,” my back arched, my balls tightened, my ass thrusting up into you…..your screams echoing against the vaulted ceiling of the gazebo like a cave. You fell against me, our bodies steamy and sweaty, out of breath, our chests heaving, straining to get air. You pulled off of me, snuggling up against me, your head nestled into my neck…..yet we were still intertwined, still joined together……a new seed firmly planted between the two of us that would grow regardless of where this road took us.

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