Bacio di Boschetto

     I was just about to head out of the pizzeria until I found a note taped to the door. It read:

                                 Incontrarmi a Villa Cavallotti alle ore 20:00                                                        -Ignazio

     I held the note in my hand, curious to find out what Ignazio had up his sleeve this time. I turned to say goodbye to Mrs. Boschetto, who was busy making some pizzas. I hollered goodbye and closed the door behind me. Marsala was more alive around the evenings,  the city lights warm and calming through the buzz of small cars and Vespas. I made it to my house around 7 when I noticed I had a text message on my phone. I opened my inbox and realised it was Ignazio. 

Hi baby, there has been a change of plans. Meet me at my mamma's pizzeria as soon as possible. She closed early so I decided it'd be better to meet there... In private. ;-) Ti amo

     I hurried and took a shower, dolling myself up to go see him. I chose a cute blouse and jean skirt from my closet and swiftly put them on. I couldn't wait to see Ignazio. I brushed my hair, and headed out to go meet him. 

     It was pretty dark outside when I got there. The moon was hidden behind clouds, and the stars shone just a bit brighter tonight. People bustled in the small cafés around the square. I knocked on the glass door of the pizzeria, and Ignazio appeared. He unlocked the door and smiled.

     "I'm so happy you could make it," he said while kissing me softly on the lips. I felt my cheeks blush, and he held me by my hand, leading the way into the small pizzeria. He let down all the blinds, so no one could see in. "I figured this would be better place to see you since it's more private. We got lucky that mamma closed early." He winked at me, pulling a rose from behind the counter. He handed it to me and I smiled, placing it against my nose and taking in the sweet aroma. 

     I approached him, wrapping my arms around him tightly. He cupped my face, kissing me passionately. I got on my tippy toes, letting the rose fall to the floor as I wrapped my arms behind his neck. He lifted me up, rotating us so I was against a wall. I kissed him more, clutching on to him as he lifted up my skirt. I spread my legs, and wrapped them around him. He ground himself into me, and the rough feel of his jeans against my crotch got me eager for more. I unzipped his pants, letting them fall at his feet. He held me close against him, nibbling my neck as I reached for him underneath his boxers. 

     I felt for his hard shaft, prying it out the hole of his boxers. He parted my panties to one side, as I coaxed him I inside of me. He thrusted into me, pushing me harder against the wall. Breathing got heavier as soon as he picked up speed, bucking himself wildly into me. I pulled on his hair, and he ripped open my blouse, sending buttons flying everywhere. I moaned as he set his hand inside my bra, cupping on of my breasts as he held me up with his other hand. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, trying to get him deeper into me. I could feel his soft facial hair rubbing against my neck as he gave me hickeys and licked my skin. 

     I moaned as he bit my skin, the mix of pleasure and pain making me grind against him more. I tugged his shirt up a bit, exposing his back. "So good," he whispered as I dragged my nails down his back and kissed his neck. He lifted off his shirt, pressing his chest closer to mine. His soft chest hair rubbed against my breasts as he drove faster into me. He kissed me on my lips, his tongue peeping in to my mouth every once in a while, sensually wrapping itself around mine. I reached for his butt, grasping it firmly as he drove into me more. He turned us around, and laid me down on a nearby table. I knocked the napkin holder over along with some pizza seasoning. The small shakers tumbled to the floor, rolling off in different directions. 

     He unclasped my bra, throwing it somewhere behind him. Grasping my breasts, he lowered his lips upon each one, kissing and licking them as he thrusted into me. I moaned, arching my back slightly as he told me he was going to cum. I let go of him as he pulled out, spilling his seed all over my belly. The warm, sticky mess was sandwiched between us as he sat me up on the table, kissing me softly. 

     He drew back, looking around at the mess we made. Buttons, shakers, seasoning, and napkins covered the floor and we both laughed, realising the mess we had to clean up. He kissed me once more, hugging me tightly. 

What a mess we had made indeed...

Io Sono Amore

     I rubbed my eyes, yawning as light poured in from my bedroom window. I stretched my arms a bit, and turned to my right. To my surprise Gianluca was still there since last night. He slept blanket-less, his toned physique on display in the ruffles of my bed sheet. He was shirtless, and I couldn't help but trace the outlines of his tanned chest, abs, and subtle V-cut at the band of his underwear. His boxer briefs fit snugly around his erect crotch, which stood out from the flat landscape of his body. I couldn't turn my eyes away from Gian; his skin and body were like magnets to my eyes.

     I laid still, and watched as his chest rose and fell with every deep breath. I trailed a fingertip softly down his bicep, being careful not to wake him. His skin was soft against the tip of my finger, and remnants of last night's festivities with the boys still lingered on my mind. I kissed his arm, and he gave one last deep breath, opening his eyes slightly. "Good morning tesoro, did you sleep well?" I smiled, pressing my lips against his warm skin. "Yes, I did." He turned his face to mine and gave me a sweet smile. "That's good. Where's my morning kiss?" He made a kissy face, gesturing for me to get closer to him. I got closer, kissing him on the lips romantically. 

     He wrapped his arms around me and positioned me on top of him. My hair draped around his face, and I propped myself up to get a better look at him. He grabbed my butt and smiled. "Voglio baciare le tue labbra dolci e bei capelli." "Come vuoi il mio amore," I said, kissing him once more. I straddled him, positioning myself right over his erection. He ran his fingers through my hair, and knocked one of my night gown straps off my shoulder. 

     He kissed my shoulder softly, making his way up my neck. I felt my heart flutter as he laid a hand against my breast, gently massaging it through the silk of my night gown. I moaned against his touch as he found my lips with his, and explored my mouth with his tongue. I laid both my hands on his chest, grinding myself against him.

     He lifted my night gown off of me, exposing my naked body underneath. He threw my night gown across the room, sending it somewhere near my closet. He sat upright on my bed, his face directly on my chest. I pulled his face closer to me, his lips sucking lightly on my breasts. I bit my lip slightly as he wrapped his arms around me, bringing his mouth closer. 

     I pushed him onto my bed and pulled down his grey boxer briefs. His member lay against his stomach. The long, thick shaft curved upward against his belly. I licked my lips, reaching for it. He smiled wickedly at me and mouthed "Kiss it." I grabbed it with my right hand and held it upright. 

     It felt hard and warm; the head was slightly reddened and felt soft against my lips when I kissed it. Gianluca let out a deep sigh when my lips took him. I put him inside my mouth, sucking slightly as I worked my way down his shaft. I felt him shudder as I took him all the way. I bobbed my head rhythmically up and down, his hands guiding my head in the way he preferred. I let him take control of me as he thrusted into my mouth. I let out a soft moan as I felt his warmth spill into my mouth and drip deep into my throat. 

     He reached for the condom in my drawer and tore it open. I released my mouth, looking him dead in the eye. He slipped the condom on, and laid me so he was on top, his face against mine. I spread my legs so I could slip him inside of me. He held himself steady for me and I guided him inside. Pleasure rose through my body as Gian thrusted into me. 

     I wrapped my legs around him as he drove deeper into me. We went on like this for almost an hour. Soft sighs and moans escaped our lips as we explored each other's bodies. I felt him tense up as he told me he was going to cum. I hung on to him as he nestled himself deep within me, and he was done. He buried his face in my neck, trying to catch his breath. He held me close in his arms, whispering sweet nothings until we both fell asleep.

Piacere Di Piero

     I was sitting outside of my porch. Street cars and Vespas were whizzing by as I hummed softly to "Cosi'"on my iPod. It was hours since I'd last seen Piero. I yearned to see his olive skin, his beautiful brown eyes, and quirky smile. I missed him and the boys very much. There wasn't a day where I didn't think of him. 

     I was about to go inside until I noticed a red Vespa approaching the front of my house. I took my earbuds out of my ears and put my iPod in my back pocket. I got up to see who was coming, and realised it was Piero! I grinned eagerly at him as he walked up the steps of my porch. He was smiling, and there seemed to be a special twinkle in his eye. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close until our lips were almost touching. "I couldn't help but visit you today. I could not go about my day without seeing you." I smiled while my cheeks became rosy from blushing. I wrapped my arms around him and he leaned in to kiss me. 

     His lips were incredibly soft as always, and I could smell his cologne lingering in the air around me. When we parted from our kiss I laid my head against his chest. His heart beat to a soothing rhythm, and his chest rose and fell against me. We stood there for a while, in a warm embrace as though we were in our own little world. He kissed the top of my head softly and held me a little tighter. "Piero, I missed you. It feels as though I hadn't seen you in forever.." He laughed softly, tilting my face up with one hand, so we were locking eyes. "No words can describe how much my heart missed my bella, and no words can describe how my body yearns for you." 

     Chills ran down my spine at the thought of Piero wanting me. I gathered my thoughts and tried to distract myself from what he just told me. I turned my face slightly away from him and he kissed my neck softly. "Are you busy today?" He asked between lips that grazed my jawline. I held back a moan, trying to hold my composure. "I'm free all day." 

     He smiled, biting his lip playfully. "Can I come inside?" I nodded and smiled, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him inside. He kicked the door closed, and pushed me onto the sofa in my living room. I laid on the sofa watching him unzip his jacket. He looked down at me, his eyes scouring my body from my head to my toes. I spread my legs slightly; an invitation for him to join me on the sofa.

     He grinned briefly and laid on top of me, his crotch perfectly nestled on my groin. I felt the pressure of his erection against me, letting a soft sigh escape my lips as he began to grind himself against me. I could feel the hunger in his slightly parted lips as he grazed my neck softly. I ran my fingers through his hair, tugging him closer to my skin. I yearned for more; my body ached for him. I arched my back as he slid his hands up the back of my shirt, his fingers searching for the clasp of my bra.

     He undid the clasp and I felt his hot breath against my neck as he whispered for me to unzip my shorts. I did as he ordered, and pulled his hand exactly where I wanted it. His fingers devilled into my panties, setting my core ablaze. His fingers explored me until he found my entrance, probing his fingers in and out in a tantalising rhythm. I moaned into his chest and he picked up speed, causing me to pulse against his fingers. "You are so wet my bella, do you want me?" I nodded, eager to have him inside me.

     I took off his shirt, kissing his chest as he took off my shorts and panties at the same time. I helped him unzip his pants, tugging them down as far as I could. He kicked them off, easing his boxers off as well. He peeled off my top, leaving me in just my unhooked bra. I felt his warm member against me, as he pressed his hips into mine. He reached over to his pants on the floor searching for something. He got off of me and tore the foil of the condom, and put it on. He pulled me up off the sofa roughly, so my body was against his. 

     He yanked my bra off so my breasts were against his chest. "Your body looks so good against mine," he said while running his hands down my sides. He reached for my buttocks and gripped them roughly, grinding his erection against me once more. I licked my lips, wrapping my fingers around his member, guiding it inside me. He backed slightly, and groaned, "Not yet. Turn around." I did as he said, and turned around. He eased me forward, bending me over the sofa. 

     He got on his knees, pressing his face against me from behind. I gasped as he explored me with his tongue, licking my folds from behind. He held on to my hips, digging his tongue deeper inside of me. I clutched on to the sofa, my legs trembling at his unexpected invasion. He stood up, and inserted himself from behind. I gasped as he began thrusting into me from behind. He clutched my breasts, teasing my nipples as he pushed further into me. I moaned in pleasure as his thrusts grew deeper and faster. He pulled my hair, whispering erotic words in my ear in Italian. He moaned, clutching at me once more. "I'm about to come bella, you feel so good..." 

     I pushed myself against him so he went deeper inside. He held on to my hips and he poured himself out, releasing himself inside of me. I felt his warm seed heat up the condom as I gasped for air. I tried to hold myself up as his pulsating member throbbed inside me. He ran a finger down my spine, lowering his face into the crook of my neck. His breath warmed my skin, and the aroma of his cologne lingered in my nostrils. "Si sentiva wo bene contro di me. La tua figa era così stretto..." I gave a sultry grin, and looked at him. "Mi fai impazzire, non ho mai fatto l'amore con una persona come te." In a cocky tone of voice he whispered into my ear, "You'll never have anyone better than me."

     He pulled out of me, turning me so I was facing him, standing up. I looked deep into his bedroom eyes, my breasts pressed against his chest. He cupped my face, kissing me softly on the lips. "Let's take a shower and get dressed. Ignazio and Gianluca want to meet up later." "Okay," I said, nodding and leading him to my bathroom. Tonight was going to be interesting...