Emma Watson Tries Italian Sausage - Sex Stories

Emma Watson Tries Italian Sausage

... Wright waved at me but we kept on going.

There was some sort of landing on the other side of the place, and at one end there was a big glass wall overlooking a well-looked-after garden, lit by bright lights. I was curious as to his next move. If there had been anyone around they would have seen everything we were about to do. Was he an exhibitionist?

"What are we doing here?" I started to say when he just took me in his arms and kissed me.

My heart started to thump as the next minute we were all over each other. I could definitely feel a lump in Enzo's trousers pressing into my thigh as we smooched. His right hand went under my coat and he pawed at my left breast through my dress. Were we really going down that road? I looked into his lined face and saw that there was no doubt whatsoever. This was the ultimate turn-on.

"Oh, my!"

Enzo slipped down and he lifted the ruffled hem of my dress and found my silk undies. He put his thumbs in the waist and brought them down to my heels. I practically swooned and in fact, my balance went for a second. His face came to crotch level and I swallowed hard when his tongue was in my pubes. My hands found a rail behind my back as he proceeded to lap away at my pussy, circling around and around my labia and from left to right across my clit. I love that, much better than an up-and-down swipe.

"Enzo, En-zooooh!"

He began giving me the tiniest flicks with the tip of his tongue on my clit, and the top edge of my slit. I ...

... cannot describe the feeling except to say that I was now like putty in his hands. I so wanted to get fucked. I lifted my left leg and he pulled my knickers out from under my heels and cheekily put them in his pocket. With eyes on mine, he unzipped his pants and fished out his erection. He was surprisingly strong as he spun me around and bent me over the banister rail that ran halfway up the glass wall. His firm grip opened my legs and he lifted my coat and dress up over my back.

"Do it," I demanded, even though I was stating the bloody obvious!

Enzo jerked himself into me from behind and I wiggled my hips. Then, before I could think, he pulled himself up, and his stiff cock slid straight inside me. His hands came around my waist and I felt like a damp rag as he screwed me with great uplifting pelvic thrusts. I was gasping and moaning and not at all frightened of discovery. I can get quite loud when I'm stuffed full of hard dick and I was fairly vocal at this point.

"En...zo! Push! Push hard! Oh, that is beautiful. All the way up. Yes!"

My head dipped and my eyes settled on Rina and Gwendoline who were waving at me from the garden about sixty feet below. Hard to tell if they could make out what I was up to on the other side of the window.

Enzo slammed into me deeply five or six more times and then he pulled out and turned me back to face him. He planted his Gucci shoes out wide and then he effortlessly lifted my lightweight frame up into his arms so that the ...