Fine Italian Wine: Chapter 01 - Sex Stories

Fine Italian Wine: Chapter 01

... heels. She put on her regular Este Lauder makeup with hot pink lipstick, two-tone eye shadow and dark eyeliner. She added artificial lashes on top and bottom. It gave her wide eyes a Bambi look. *** It seemed like long, agonizing minute before James opened his door. “Good afternoon,” he said, smiling. “Hi James... er, uh... Master,” Sherri said, smiling and looking into his dark eyes. She stepped inside. He closed his arms around her. She felt his mouth cover her lips. She opened her mouth to accept his tongue, and she gently pressed against it. Their essence mingled, and Sherri moaned. James broke the embrace and took her hand. He led her into a room filled with masks with menacing faces that looked as if they were in agony. The scent was a pungent, organic smell. He placed her in a sofa which was rough hewn from a log. It had brown leather cushions. “Please have a seat,” he said. He took the same bottle and poured another drink into the same goblet. He poured another drink from another bottle into a second goblet. Sherri noticed that he handed her the first goblet. “You enjoyed this wine last time, so I fixed it again,” he said, smiling. He walked over and sat down beside her. Sherri placed the goblet to her lips and took a sip. The bouquet and taste were the same. It was beginning to grow on her. She continued to sip as they chatted. It was banter, filled with sexual innuendos. He put down his goblet and looked at her. “Put down your goblet and come here,” he said. ...

... Sherri felt compelled to obey. He started kissing her while his hands roamed freely over her body. Sherri moaned. “Stand up!” he said. It was a command. Sherri stood up. “Remove your clothes.” Sherri unhooked a clasp in front and let the dress drop to the floor. She was wearing only a thong and a bra. “Unfasten your bra and let it drop.” Sherri obeyed. “Remove your thong.” Sherri obeyed. “Go upstairs and sit on the bed. I will be up in a moment.” She went to a large dark room. Tribal regalia adorned the walls. Masks with hideous faces hung on the walls. Five large phalluses stood on the floor around the bed, one on each corner and one more at the foot. Sherri sat on the bed and awaited James. James entered the room. He was nude. His shiny black cock was semi flaccid, but was still massive. His black balls hung low. Sherri looked at his cock and began to tremble. She felt her cunt getting wet. “Stand up!” Sherri stood. James poured some oil into his hand and delicately rubbed it on her body, her arms, her feet, and her hands. The oil felt cool and soothing to her, and the touch of his fingers made her body tremble. He laid her back on the bed, spread her legs, and mounted her. When his face was above her, he pressed his lips against her lips. “Take it, and guide it in.” She took his member and guided it as he pushed forward. She moaned as her labia opened to receive him, and slowly she felt his manhood push in deeper. She continued to tremble. Her breathing was heavy. “Oh, James! ...