1. Sorrento: Part 4


    Date: 12/22/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: LadyJaneGrey, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    intensified all of my notions, ideas and feelings until they collapsed into one simple thought. I wanted to be taken. I wanted to be fucked. I wanted to experience the joy of sex in every way imaginable, but not by the man that was now pounding his cock into my cunt, and not by any other man. I wanted just the woman that lay beneath me stroking my hair. No sooner than I knew that I had to stop, the man withdrew and I felt him cum over the cheeks of my bum. I might have puzzled at why any man might enjoy doing that, but felt relieved that this way was easier to wash off. I turned my head as best I could and hoped that I had Anna’s attention. “No more,” I said. She immediately responded, speaking Italian to the men in the room. I had no idea if I was going to be a disappointment to someone, but I no longer cared. I wanted to be left alone with this woman. Anna guided me to my feet, and into the bathroom. As soon as she closed the door, I removed the scarf and turned the shower as close to scalding that I thought I could bear. I grabbed a face cloth and soap and washed myself harshly. I felt dirty. I did not want strangers semen on my body, and when the men and the soap were rinsed off, I stayed so it would wash away the confused feelings too. Anna returned. I imagined I had been in that shower for hours. I kept my back towards her as she stepped in with me, wrapping her arms around my wet body. She eventually made me turn, but I hugged her tight. I did not want her to see my ...
    face. It was wonderful feeling her body touching mine, feeling her as close as it is possible to be. I tried hard to control my emotions, but it was impossible to hide. She turned the water off and looked intensely at me. “You are crying?” “I am sorry.” She wrapped me tight into her arms and held me while I sobbed. “There is no need to say sorry. My darling Kat, whatever it is that is upsetting you, I promise we can make it right.” She gently guided me out of the shower, wrapped me into a towel and sat me on the toilet. “Please tell me.” I breathed deeply, trying to get control. “I made a mistake.” She looked puzzled. “We all make mistakes. We go through our whole lives making mistakes. Time and time again. It is how we learn. We discover that something is wrong, and take a different path, so that we do not suffer that pain again. The only time we should be upset, is if we make the same mistake over and over, but never try to change.” If she had said that in the restaurant earlier, it would have made no sense. I realized how much I had sobered up. “Thank you,” I said. “There is nothing to thank me for. I want to help you, and I have promised that I want to be with you. I just hope that it is not being with me that is the mistake.” “No, of course it is not you. You are the best thing I have. It is ...” She put a finger to my lips to hush me. “There is no need to explain. I want you to be happy, and you will do that more easily if for now you put this out of your mind. The only ...
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