Mediterranean Temptation
The Mediterranean sun beat down on the sleek white yacht as it cut through the azure waves, but the real heat was inside the cabin. From the moment I stepped aboard as the new deckhand, Signora Isabella Rossi’s dark eyes locked on me with a hunger that made my cock twitch. She was the strict owner of this floating empire—late thirties, Italian fire in every curve, her black bikini top barely containing those full olive tits, her wide hips swaying in a sheer sarong that clung to her juicy ass like a second skin.
“Luca, you’re late,” she snapped the second I dropped my bag, her accent thick and commanding. “I don’t tolerate laziness on my yacht. You work for me now. Understand?”
“Yes, Signora Rossi,” I replied, unable to stop my gaze from dropping to the way her nipples poked against the thin fabric. The tension crackled between us instantly. She noticed. A slow, predatory smile curved her red lips.
She stepped closer, the scent of her expensive perfume and sun-warmed skin filling the air. “Good. Then follow me. I have a very special orientation for new employees.”
Isabella led me below deck into the luxurious master suite, the door clicking shut behind us. Before I could speak, she shoved me against the polished wood wall, her hand boldly palming the growing bulge in my shorts.
“操，你已经为你的老板硬了，”她低吟着，隔着布料捏住我粗硬的鸡巴。“我看到你在甲板上盯着我的奶子看。你想要这个意大利骚穴，对吧，卢卡？”
“God yes,” I groaned, my hands instinctively grabbing her round ass and pulling her against me. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the interview.”
She laughed, low and dirty, then yanked my shorts down. My heavy cock sprang free, veins pulsing, the fat head already leaking. Isabella licked her lips, dropped to her knees on the soft carpet, and swallowed me in one greedy motion. Her warm, wet mouth engulfed my dick, tongue swirling around the shaft as she bobbed deep, gagging herself on my length.
“Mmhh… such a big Italian cock,” she moaned around me, saliva dripping down her chin onto her bouncing tits. She sucked harder, hollowing her cheeks, one hand stroking what she couldn’t fit while the other rolled my balls. The wet slurping sounds filled the cabin, mixing with the distant slap of waves against the hull.
I tangled my fingers in her thick dark hair and thrust gently into her throat. “Suck it just like that, Signora… fuck, your mouth feels incredible.”
She popped off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her swollen lips to my glistening cock. “Enough. I need you inside me now.” Standing, she untied her bikini top, letting her heavy breasts spill out—dark nipples stiff and begging. She shoved her sarong and bottoms down, revealing a neatly trimmed pussy, already slick and swollen. The musky scent of her arousal hit me like wine.
Isabella pushed me onto the king-sized bed, the silk sheets cool against my back. She straddled me, gripping my throbbing dick and rubbing the fat head up and down her wet slit. “Watch me take every inch,” she whispered, then sank down hard. Her tight, velvety pussy stretched around me, swallowing my cock until her clit ground against my base. We both groaned loud.
“Merda… you’re so fucking thick,” she gasped, rolling her hips in slow, filthy circles. Her juicy ass bounced as she rode me faster, tits jiggling with every slam. The wet smack of her pussy lips gripping my shaft echoed. I reached up, pinching her nipples hard, making her cry out in Italian.
“Più forte! Fuck me harder, Luca!”
我把她翻成仰躺，将她晒成小麦色的双腿大大分开。抓住她的脚踝，我以长而有力的抽插猛干她湿透的骚穴，床在我们身下吱吱作响。她的内壁紧夹、颤动，淫水沾满我的睾丸，拍打在她的屁股上。我俯下身，将一颗硬挺的乳头吸进嘴里，同时更深地撞击，感觉她的阴蒂贴着我的耻骨跳动。
“Yes… right there… don’t stop!” Isabella begged, her nails raking down my back. Her breath hitched, body arching as the first orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy spasmed wildly, squirting a hot rush around my cock. “Cazzo! I’m coming… fill me!”
I kept thrusting through her climax, then pulled out and flipped her onto all fours. Her perfect ass high in the air, I spanked one firm cheek, leaving a red handprint. She pushed back, whimpering. I lined up and slammed back into her dripping pussy from behind, gripping her hips and fucking her like an animal. The wet, obscene sounds of her cunt taking my dick grew louder.
“Harder… fuck your boss’s pussy,” she panted, reaching between her legs to rub her swollen clit. I reached around, pinching it roughly while railing her. Her second orgasm hit even harder, her walls milking me so tight I couldn’t hold back.
“Gonna cum… where do you want it?” I growled, hips stuttering.
“Inside me! Creampie your Italian slut!” she demanded.
With a deep groan I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, thick ropes of hot cum flooding her spasming cunt. She shuddered through another peak, her pussy squeezing every drop from my pulsing cock. We collapsed tangled together, sweat-slick skin sticking, the yacht gently rocking us as the sea whispered outside.
Later, as we caught our breath, Isabella traced lazy circles on my chest. “You’re promoted, Luca. But only if you fuck me like that every time we sail.”
I grinned, already feeling my cock stir again against her thigh. “Deal, Signora. I think I’m going to love this job.”