I hear Anthony whisper, “Dio Mio comè bella!” I inwardly smile.
Tony stops what he’s doing and moves down to Anthony. They both stare at me and then smile at each other. Tony looks at me and says, “Che bella buchiach.” I smile again.
Anthony replies, “Prima vado a fotterla nella sua bocca.” They assume I don’t know Italian. After he told me how pretty my pussy is, Anthony told his cousin that he’s going to fuck my mouth first.
Tony moves back up to kiss me, while Anthony slips two fingers through me and then inside of me. He slowly moves them in and out. Hmm. That feels good. I buck my hips and moan into Tony’s mouth.
After a few slow, deep pumps of his fingers, Anthony’s mouth is on me. He’s licking me up and down at the same pace as his fingers continue to move in and out of me.
Tony is playing with my breasts. He looks at Anthony. “How does she taste?”
Anthony responds, “Ha un sapore dolce.” I guess I taste sweet.
There are so many hands on my body. It feels amazing. I’ve never had so much of my body stimulated at once. My orgasm is barreling toward me at a rapid speed. I’ve been getting increasingly worked up since they started touching me at the bar.
My body is writhing. “Hold her while I tongue fuck her pussy.”
Tony grabs my wrists with one hand and holds me in place. “Your pussy feel good, Bellissima?”
“God, yes. Don’t stop.”
Anthony curls his fingers inside me as he laps my clit. My body convulses as my legs start to shake. I begin to scream as the orgasm hits me long and hard.
That came on quickly. I can’t see straight yet, but I hear Tony shout, “Capovolgila.” Before I realize it, Tony’s on his back on the bed, and I’m turned and positioned straddling his face. Anthony is kneeling on the bed above Tony’s head.
I hear Tony say, “Adesso tocca a me,” as he takes his turn and pulls my pussy down to his mouth.
Anthony is in front of me. He roughly pulls my head to his as he kisses me hard. I can taste myself on him. “Does it taste good, Bellissima?”
I nod as I kiss my way down his body. I grab his cock with my hand and circle the tip with my tongue. I bring him to the front of my mouth, slowly working my way onto him. As I take him deeper into my mouth, he releases a long string of Italian expletives.
I’ve got Tony’s mouth between my legs, which I’m now grinding on hard, and my mouth is swallowing down Anthony’s cock. It’s the craziest thing I’ve ever experienced.
I have another orgasm building. Anthony clearly senses it and pulls my head off of him. He bends down and sucks my nipples into his mouth. He reaches down to where Tony is licking me and applies pressure to my clit with his fingers. As soon as he does, I detonate. My whole body is convulsing as I scream into the orgasm.
“You’re so sensitive, Bellisima. It’s very sexy.”
Once I come down from my orgasm high, Tony moves from under me. He asks Anthony, “è brava a succhiare un cazzo?”
“Sì.” I guess I suck a good cock.
Anthony rolls on his condom as I briefly recover from my latest orgasm. He slides between my legs. “Come here, Bellissima. Come ride my big Italian sausage.”
I line myself up and sink down onto him. Oh god, that feels amazing.
Tony crawls his way to me and grabs my hair for me to suck his dick too. I happily oblige.
As I take Tony’s dick deep into my mouth, Anthony grabs my hips hard and thrusts into me over and over. Anthony is nibbling on my nipples while I lean over. There’s so much going on.
I’m moaning into his cock, but Tony’s moaning even louder as he thrusts into my mouth, deep down my throat.
This is fun, but I need the whole experience before this is over. If I’m only doing this once, I want the full treatment. I pop my mouth off of Tony and shout, “Fottimi in culo.”
They both freeze in obvious shock that I speak Italian. They look at each other and smirk.
Anthony is still inside me, but he looks up at me and smiles. “You heard the lady, Tony. Fuck her ass.”
I motion toward the nightstand. Tony opens it and grabs my lube.