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DAYDREAM

Georgie’s month-long holiday to Tuscany was nearly complete, and she had one more thing to cross off her list to make it perfect. Truth be told, she’d been fantasising about it nearly the entire time she’d been renting the little villa. Fantasising about him.

Alberto Blanco was the owners’ son, and he looked as if he’d been specifically crafted to satisfy every woman’s secret desires. Tall and slim, Alberto had muscular arms and shoulders from the work he did around the villas. But that wasn’t what attracted her to him. Alberto also had a boyish charm with his dark eyes and flirtatious smile. He was supposed to stop by to check on the property once a week after his classes at the university, but Gorgie had noticed him lingering near her villa several times since she’d arrived. Far more than was necessary.

She’d taken to pleasuring herself on the veranda of the summer house, sitting in the chair closest to the stone doorway so that he might see her. Hardly anyone travelled up that garden path. It was too far from the rest of the villas. Last week, she caught sight of him making his rounds, and she’d given him a show. He’d finally seen her as her fingers pulsed in and out of her pussy and the sun kissed her breasts, but he’d hidden in the garden. When she was done, she’d walked to the doorway with her dress still unbuttoned to bare her breasts and hiked up her thighs. “Alberto,” she’d called out before seductively licking the fingers that had just been inside her. “Next time you should join me. I’ll let you do much more than watch.”

For a few days, he’d been absent, and Georgie had worried that she’d scared him off. Today, he’d returned to the garden with some equipment in the back of his cart. She’d walked down to chat him up, and he’d been a perfect gentleman as always. Just when she was certain, he was going to ignore her offer his boyish smile emerged. “If the offer stands, bella, I would love to join you on the veranda.”

The unexpected but welcome statement made her take his hand and begin leading him up the path. There was little urgency in their ascent. It was lazy and flirtatious as here and there they stopped to enjoy shady, secluded areas.

Despite the warm day, a shiver ran through her as his hand slid up the back of her gauzy dress so he could cup her ass. It was a gentle, exploratory act made sweeter when he wrapped his arms around her waist to pull her into him. His sunglasses hid his eyes from her, but the stubble on his baby face felt perfect under her fingers. She could only imagine how it would feel against more sensitive skin.

The ache inside her rose as they explored each other with gentle lips and probing tongues. Her fingers ran through that dark hair of his. She was hungry for him, but he was intent on romancing her body, tightening his embrace as if he couldn’t bear to release her. She didn’t want him in the shade of the trees. She wanted him on the veranda, that magical place where she’d thought about him so often.

When they finally made their way to the doorway, she pulled him into another sensual kiss before peeling off his shirt so she could run her fingers down the body she’d been yearning for. His skin pressed against hers felt even more heavenly than she’d imagined. Through the reflection of his sunglasses, she could see herself as he saw her: sun-kissed, wanton, and all the more beautiful for her apparent desire.

There was no need for words between them. She undid his belt, the perfect length and girth of his impressive cock making her gasp in surprise. He smirked, apparently used to such a reaction, but that didn’t bother her. Georgie wasted no time running her hands up and down his shaft and teasing the tip with the delicate fabric of her dress.

The ache low in her belly was steadily growing. Alberto’s strong hands on her breasts spiked her need, but she’d waited too long to rush things now. Placing a hand on his hip, she guided herself down to her knees. Within seconds she’d removed his shorts. The skin at his slim hips felt like velvet under her fingers. Gazing up into his beautiful face, she felt her heart race. She intended to worship him.

A few long licks in, she kissed the tip, barely sliding it into her mouth. He groaned, pulling her top open a little so he could easily caress her skin. Bobbing her head up and down, she took as much of him in her mouth as possible. The taste of his precum made her redouble her efforts. She only stopped when he bent down, pulling his cock away from her to replace it with his tongue.

When they came up for air, she returned to her task, licking, sucking, and using her hand to pleasure him. She loved how he gazed down at her, seemingly entranced though he tried to maintain a cool facade behind the sunglasses. Just to break him, she lathed her tongue against the thick vein on the bottom of his cock the next time she brought her head up. He bit his lip, suppressing a groan. She wondered if he was trying to keep quiet so they wouldn’t be heard in the nearby villas. The idea that one of the other guests might come to investigate the noise was impossibly sexy.

She rose, causing Alberto to surge towards her. His fingers caressed her skin as his tongue claimed her mouth. The subtle, possessive act was intoxicating. She felt almost lightheaded as his cock pressed against her stomach, and she couldn’t wait for him rock her against the sun-warmed stone.

When he turned her, Georgie smiled, thrusting out her ass so he could fuck her deeply, the way she wanted him too. But Alberto had something else on his mind. As he pushed up her skirt, he didn’t enter her. Instead, he dropped to his knees. She felt her silky black thong being removed by his skilled hands seconds before his tongue slipped inside her wet and eager pussy.

A gasp escaped her as he spread her cheeks, making her open like a flower beneath him. His strong arm wrapped around her leg, keeping her from shaking to pieces. Seconds later there was was a soft clatter as his glasses fell to the ground, all pretence of cool indifference discarded in favour of their afternoon ecstasy.

She writhed under his efforts, spiralling higher as she reached back to spread herself for him. Though he had started gently, her lover quickly ratcheted up the intensity until he was solidly fucking her with his tongue. The force of his attention thrust her breasts into the wall as he slurped, sucked, and moaned. Caught between the rough stone tormenting her nipples and the warm tongue massaging her pussy, Georgie floated in delicious sunlit heaven. Still, she wanted to feel him inside of her, so she reached back, begging without words for him to join her.

“Mmm, I love your taste,” he murmured barely loud enough for her to hear before he bit her cheek and stood up. Together they moved her leg to the chair to allow extra room for his massive cock to enter her. At first, he teased, kissing her over her shoulder and letting his cock slide along her ass. Then, he probed with just the tip, slicking himself with her juices.

When he finally pushed in, he filled her completely. It was as if their bodies had been moulded to fit each other perfectly. He pumped a few times, allowing her to acclimate herself to the fullness, but soon enough he leaned forward to hold her as he increased his speed. The physical sensation was wonderful. The ripples of bliss shot through her entire body. Once again, he was gazing at her, watching every emotion play across her face, taking his pleasure from seeing hers…

That baby face of his had made him look so innocent. Georgie had expected him to be inexperienced, but she had never been so happy to be wrong. As he took her, Alberto whispered in her ear. Some phrases came out in gorgeously accented English, but others spilled into incomprehensible Italian, thrilling her as the foreign sounds tickled her ears.

She began pushing back against him, writhing and turning to kiss him as thoughts spilled into her head. Would he imagine this later when he stroked himself? Was he as excited by the exposure and the sun kissing their skin as she was? Could this moment, a perfect daydream, last forever?

Every time her pleasure spiked, his lips would caress her skin, cheek, or shoulder. His long fingers expertly massaged her clit. Though she had dreamed about his hands, her imagination couldn’t compete with the overwhelming sensation of Alberto’s attention. As if he read her thoughts, his free arm captured her torso. He drew her closer and kneaded her breast.

As her world rocked a little further off kilter, Alberto sped up his thrusts. She could tell he was holding back, driving her through her orgasm, but denying himself release. It struck her as selfish to take so much without giving back, so with her dress hanging half off her body, Georgie led Alberto to the table and chairs where she gently pushed him down to sit. Her hunger was reflected in his eyes.

He reached for her, but she leaned in and kissed him, flirtatiously brushing the fabric of her dress this way and that over her legs. Spinning around, she straddled him, then sunk down to take his glorious cock as far as she could. The new position stretched her wider than before, making his cock seem even thicker. She hadn’t realised that was possible, and it made her moan as she bounced. Ever the pleaser, Alberto reached around to rub her clit in time to their movements. He had to know he was driving her crazy but showed no inclination to stop.

Georgie’s muscles clenched around him as she came bouncing on his cock. She slowed to savour every second of satisfaction. He kissed her, massaging her breasts. His soft kisses and nibbles rand along her neck and earlobe before his hands returned to her hips, urging her to continue. She ground her hips against him in a circular pattern, working them both into an even greater frenzy before she returned to bouncing. Her heavy breasts jiggled and swayed. Unable to resist, she reached up to squeeze them, loving the way her soft hands felt running over her nipples.

Alberto still refused to cum. Sinking down to her knees, Georgie ran her tongue up and down his shaft. He tasted even better than before now that his cock was coated in her essence, and her efforts made him groan. So many of her previous partners would have taken control at this point, fisting her hair and pursuing their own release. Alberto lazily reached for her breast and tweaked a nipple. Despite his heavy breathing and twitching cock, he was still in no rush to conclude their interlude. Georgie smiled at him as she reached into her dress pocket and removed a condom. The grin he gave back as she started unwrapping it was deliciously sexy.

Sliding the latex over his length was almost as satisfying as fucking him. Almost, but not quite. She climbed up on the table to give him better access, and he eagerly followed. He slid inside her slowly, letting her feel his passion for her inch by inch. It became hard to tell where she stopped and he started. Their skin, slick with sweat, slapped against each other as he pounded gently but relentlessly.

He whispered in her ear, “Bella dea illuminata dal sole. Ho aspettato troppo a lungo per adorarti.” She rocked back into him, aching to give him the release he’d given her. “Bella. Bella,” he responded, whispering the litany in her ear until he came deep inside her.

At first, he seemed exhausted, his head falling against her back, but within seconds he was kissing her again, nibbling on her shoulder, and cupping her ass. Even after the intensity of their encounter, it seemed that he couldn’t get enough of her body. His tongue probed her mouth as he removed the condom, tied it off, and very deliberately dropped it on the ground where anyone approaching the villa could see. It was a primal act, one that claimed her as his, and she liked it. She kissed him again, deeply, prolonging the moment so his hands could trace her curves. They felt perfect on her well-satisfied body.

“I have to get back to work,” he murmured against her skin, but she refused to let him go. Instead, she pulled him into another kiss. This was her daydream, and she wasn’t ready for it to end.

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