Lake House After Hours

The moment Sophia stepped into the lakeside bar, my cock twitched like it had a mind of its own. She was pure Italian fire—curvy hips swaying in a tight red sundress that hugged her full tits, olive skin glowing under the string lights, dark wavy hair cascading down her back. I was behind the polished oak counter of the private lake house bar, mixing drinks for the weekend guests, but all I could think about was bending her over and burying myself deep in that juicy ass.

"Evening, bella," I said, voice low as I slid a napkin her way. "What’s your poison tonight?"

彼女はバーに肘をついて身を乗り出し、胸の谷間が完璧に見えるようにした。茶色の瞳はいたずらっぽく輝いていた。

"Luca, right? The bartender who makes the best negronis on the lake." Her accent wrapped around every word like velvet. "Make me something strong. I’m here to forget my shitty week."

I grinned, already pouring Campari and gin. "Strong like you, Sophia? I saw you arrive earlier. That dress should be illegal."

She laughed, a throaty sound that went straight to my balls. "Flirting with the guests, Luca? Or just hoping to get lucky?"

「両方だよ」と私は認め、飲み物を滑らせて渡した。指が触れ合い、火花が瞬時に散った。湖畔の家は今や静かだった——ほとんどの客は床に就くか、桟橋へと歩いていった。私たちだけ、杭に打ち寄せる柔らかな水音、そしてこの濃厚で飢えた緊張が空気をさらに厚くしていた。

She sipped, licked her lips, and set the glass down. "Come here. Closer."

心臓を高鳴らせながら、バーの中を歩き回った。私が次の言葉を発する前に、ソフィアは私のシャツを掴み、キスで引き寄せた。彼女の口は熱く、苦い柑橘と純粋な欲望の味がした。私の手は彼女の背中を下り、一晩中見つめていた丸いイタリアンなお尻を揉みしだいた。

"Fuck, you’re gorgeous," I growled against her lips.

"Shut up and touch me," she whispered, guiding my hand under her dress. No panties. Her pussy was already slick, shaved smooth except for a tiny landing strip. My fingers slid between her wet folds, finding her swollen clit. She moaned into my mouth, hips bucking.

I pushed two fingers inside her tight heat. "So wet already. You’ve been thinking about this cock, haven’t you?"

"Yes… since I saw you polishing glasses with those big hands." She reached down and palmed my hard dick through my jeans. "Take it out. I want to feel how thick you are."

I unzipped fast. My cock sprang free, heavy and veined, pre-cum already beading at the tip. Sophia dropped to her knees right there on the hardwood floor behind the bar, dress riding up her thighs. She looked up at me with those dark eyes, lips parted.

「なんて立派なイタリアン・コックなの」と彼女は喉を鳴らし、それから一息に私をくわえ込んだ。喉の濡れた熱さに膝が崩れそうになった。彼女は速く上下し、強く吸い、引き抜くたびに舌を亀頭に絡めた。唾液が私の竿を伝って彼女のあごに滴り落ちた。私は彼女の豊かな髪に指を絡め、より深く彼女の口を犯した。

「くそっ、ソフィア…そのままそのチンポをしゃぶれ。くそっ。」

彼女は私をくわえたまま鼻歌を歌い、その振動が背筋に快感を走らせた。空いた手で私の睾丸を包み、優しく転がしながら、何度も何度も私を喉奥まで咥え込んだ。淫らな音—濡れた吸引音、彼女の小さなえずくような喘ぎ声—が、誰もいないバーに静かに響いた。

彼女を引き上げた、我を失う前に。「バーに身をかがめろ。今すぐだ。」

彼女は磨かれた木に手をつき、背中を反らせてお尻を突き出した。私はドレスをまくり上げ、彼女の臀を広げ、滴る秘部からきつい小さなアナルまで舌を這わせた。彼女は息を呑んだ。

「ルカ！ああ、もう…そう、お尻を舐めて。」

私は熱心に彼女のアナルを舐め、ムスクのような甘い味を味わいながら、びしょ濡れの割れ目を指で弄った。彼女の愛液が手首まで伝い落ちた。彼女が震え始めたとき、私は立ち上がり、脈打つペニスをあてがい、力強く突き入れた。

彼女のオマンコは拳のように私を締め付けました——熱く、ビロードのようで、そしてものすごく濡れていました。「もっと強く！本気で犯して！」

I pounded her from behind, hips slapping against that juicy Italian ass. The bar creaked under us. I reached around and rubbed her clit in tight circles. She cried out, pushing back to meet every thrust.

「中に出して、ルカ。あなたの精液をこの膣の奥まで欲しいの。」

I spun her around, lifted one of her legs onto a barstool, and slid back in face-to-face. Her tits bounced free from the dress as I fucked her standing. I sucked a hard nipple into my mouth, biting gently. Sophia’s nails raked down my back.

"I’m gonna come… don’t stop!"

Her walls fluttered, then squeezed me like a vice. She came hard, soaking my cock and the floor beneath us with her squirt. The sight pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her spasming pussy. We stayed locked together, panting, sweat slicking our skin.

After a long minute she kissed me slow and dirty, my softening dick still twitching inside her.

"Best negroni I’ve ever had," she whispered with a wicked smile.

私は笑いながら、火照った顔から湿った髪を払ってやった。「泊まっていけよ。日の出の湖はもっと綺麗だ…それに、俺はまだ君に全然飽き足りない。」

She squeezed her inner muscles around me. "Good. Because this Italian girl always wants seconds."