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I had recently arrived at my destination; the discovery of the new city was waiting for me and at the same time I was intrigued, thanks to the help of my aunt who had lived there for a long time, I had found a nice apartment facing the sea, a penthouse with a balcony facing south with a sea view, practically the maximum, at a very advantageous price. For the furniture I had arranged with some beautiful antique pieces of valuable purchased in one of the many local markets. Being an architect, I had no problems to arrange with taste the various furniture. Everything proceeded for the best only mole was the distance from my beloved daughter, I had temporarily entrusted her to the loving care of her grandmother. The time to settle down and then I would be reunited with her. For the moment I had to make do with technological resources such as Skype whats apps or similar and weekends. Slowly I was adapting to the local customs. During one of my tours around the city, I noticed in a bar a charming lady very elegant and polite mannered, not sexting around sixty, a little more or less, but brought great. I was immediately struck by so much beauty, even if perhaps a little touched, I decided without a shadow of a doubt to try an approach to have a chat. The stranger was immediately receptive and attracted by my way of doing and my sympathy. We immediately began to talk and the woman quickly told me all her stories about family, work and various ideas for the future. With her, time passed quickly and without realizing it, we found ourselves at lunchtime. Grazia (her name) must have been very good at cooking, in fact, just before sitting at the cafe, she told me that some time ago, among the various jobs that she had undertaken, she had had a restaurant, and passed through the door of her apartment, a lovely one-storey house with an adjacent lush garden full of lush vegetation. There was practically everything, from gardenias with their intoxicating scent to hydrangeas and azaleas; to complete it all, in addition to other types of plants, there were also wonderful cicas. By common agreement we decided to have lunch in the open air, near the marvellous gazebo made in wrought iron deco style, and first of all we had a nice and refreshing shower. Follow the lady of the house in a room where we took off our clothes and stayed as our mother had made us: I was greatly impressed by her statuesque physique, she was really a beautiful woman, to be envied by a twenty-year-old girl; a smooth skin, firm breasts and thighs not to mention what I love most the thick hair that wrapped and camouflaged her pussy. She made her way to the bathroom while from behind me, I enjoyed the enchanting spectacle of her firm buttocks swaying left and right. When I arrived at my destination, after having put a bathrobe at my disposal, she took me tenderly by the hand and introduced me into the large shower cubicle. It had been really a sublime idea the powerful jet of lukewarm water, besides taking away the smelly sweat, created a sensation of total pleasure; without taking away the macroscopic physical pleasure in seeing my friend's body all wet and soapy a few centimeters from mine. While I was observing her, I realized that I too had had a certain success several times I felt observed and scrutinized thoroughly by voluptuous eyes. Unfortunately, nothing happened; after putting on our comfortable bathrobe we finally went to lunch. Time to set the table and here we are at table. At the end of the meal we stayed a little longer in the open air enjoying the beautiful coolness immersed in the luxuriant flora that enveloped us. Given the late hour I decided to say goodbye to my friend and so I returned home not before having left her my phone number and transcribed hers. When I got home I lay down on the comfortable bed and thought about Grace. I was fascinated by her being, by her presence, by her physique; I longed sexually for her to be in my arms to taste her pussy, her breasts, to kiss her all over, to explore her with my tongue in her private parts. Not resisting, she started to pull my nipples, making them harder and swollen. As a logical consequence I instinctively opened my thighs opening my beloved vagina and I started to make my hands go down along the body stretched like a violin string, down touching the navel to get to the top of the mountain of Venus, dodging the thick hair and finally feel the small fleshy protuberance. At the moment of contact I had a gasp that made me bump my head against the headboard of the bed. After inserting two fingers in the pussy with my index finger I started to gently swirl clockwise the clitoris causing over an immense pleasure, an abundant emission of vaginal moods to the point of wetting the whole sheet.
Increasing frantically the rhythm of my fingers I thought intensely about Thank you and I imagined her at my side all naked and willing to indulge my every whim. I voluntarily prolonged the pleasure by stopping at the moments of greatest enjoyment. In the end, exhausted and wet with sweat, I slipped my entire hand into the crack up to my wrist. I had enjoyed it like crazy but the thought of the beautiful friend had not completely abandoned me: it was the first time I felt such an attraction for a woman, not that I had never felt the Sapphic love, on the contrary I had practiced it often and willingly and always with excellent results but this time it was different something new was manifesting itself in me; attention something very positive especially if it had been reciprocated, but this was another problem. Honestly, I had already noticed before the shower, sitting at the cafe, a certain interest in me; his manners, his stealthy looks, lost in the neckline of my dress or in the overlapping of my legs: in short, feelings and I say nothing else, not to sin of presumption. The next day, I waited a decent hour and called for Grace. I noticed from her tone that the call had been very welcome, and immediately, without even letting her speak, I invited her to my place for lunch, even to repay me for her courtesy the day before. I warned her that I did not have a garden like hers, but I had a nice balcony where I could eat and sunbathe completely naked, all crowned by a breathtaking sea view.
I prepared a rich mixed salad with feta inspired by Greek cuisine, crowned by an excellent mixed sliced, all washed down with an excellent chardonnay or better a prosecco. Grazia arrived on time and I immediately made her sit on the terrace under the huge umbrella. I had already set the table all that remained was to bring the dishes. After lunch we lay down on the sun beds in the sun like two salamanders, to the immense joy of the neighbor who was enjoying our nudity. Grace warned me of the prying eyes that were watching us, urging me to put on my clothes. Regardless of the fact, I told her that by now it was a habit, the guy was harmless, he just watched without going further, in short, despite having met him in the neighborhood, he had never allowed himself any kind of freedom. He was fine with him and so was I; but if that caused her a problem, we could go back in right away. On hearing this she smiled and without hesitation got up and walked naked towards the shower on the left of the terrace just in front of the guy's apartment. After having thoroughly rinsed and rinsed herself off, she went back to her cot. Both of us relaxed under the powerful rays of the sun, allowing ourselves a few moments of relaxation. I watched and scrutinized the beautiful friend's body, giving me moments of intense pleasure, I was very attracted to her and I couldn't deny it any more; I longed for her so much that I wet myself like a schoolgirl at the first crush. I was trembling with the desire to kiss her, taste her tongue, swallow her saliva, hold her in my arms and dare to palpate her round breasts. After about half an hour or so we decided to go inside the apartment given the strong sun that began to hit too hard, as they say in Rome to incocciare. We headed straight into the bedroom, and without any shame or hesitation we found ourselves clinging to each other: my hidden desire had been granted; neither had forced the situation, the alchemy had been created in a natural way, perhaps because it was desired by both of them. As I kissed her, I felt a tremor along my back, my tongue twitched around her sucking up her sweet taste. Without realizing it, I found her head between my thighs, intent on moving the fleece to taste my vagina now flooded with warm and copious moods. At first the tip of her hot tongue created a slight annoyance to me, having discovered a very sensitive point, she immediately adjusted the pull, spacing all around the clitoris and also affecting the adjacent lips; not happy, she moved towards the asshole and there she licked herself in a deep lick trying with the tip of her tongue to violate the narrow anal pertugium. I had evidently realized, given her familiarity with the female body, that this was not the first time for her. Helping herself with her fingers she made me progressively reach the climax of pleasure Godetti in prey to a sort of sanvito dance touching the sky with a finger. Without even taking it back I took her by the head and I tasted from her mouth all the acrid taste of my pleasure. Loaded more than ever I twirled on myself pointing directly between the wide thighs of my lover, a brief glance at the beautiful flower open and immediately the first attack, rubbing her face against the vagina soaked in moods I did not even use my tongue I stimulated her with my nose making her feel new and formidable sensations. She came to my face, indulging in excited movements and screams. Emptied but happy we sank into bed giving ourselves a well-deserved rest. We fell asleep like two little girls next to each other. Many hours later we woke up and after getting up and wandering around the house a little bit, still not full of sex, we gave ourselves a new performance: sitting in the living room in front of each other after having spread our thighs and opened up, with our pussy dilated we started to masturbate in front of each other trying a sort of competition to whoever reached orgasm first. With one hand I rubbed my pussy with the other I tormented both nipples and stiffened them extremely hard, the same as in a mirror did Grace. We arrived in unison at the threshold of pleasure and gave each other a passionate kiss.
Increasing frantically the rhythm of my fingers I thought intensely about Thank you and I imagined her at my side all naked and willing to indulge my every whim. I voluntarily prolonged the pleasure by stopping at the moments of greatest enjoyment. In the end, exhausted and wet with sweat, I slipped my entire hand into the crack up to my wrist. I had enjoyed it like crazy but the thought of the beautiful friend had not completely abandoned me: it was the first time I felt such an attraction for a woman, not that I had never felt the Sapphic love, on the contrary I had practiced it often and willingly and always with excellent results but this time it was different something new was manifesting itself in me; attention something very positive especially if it had been reciprocated, but this was another problem. Honestly, I had already noticed before the shower, sitting at the cafe, a certain interest in me; his manners, his stealthy looks, lost in the neckline of my dress or in the overlapping of my legs: in short, feelings and I say nothing else, not to sin of presumption. The next day, I waited a decent hour and called for Grace. I noticed from her tone that the call had been very welcome, and immediately, without even letting her speak, I invited her to my place for lunch, even to repay me for her courtesy the day before. I warned her that I did not have a garden like hers, but I had a nice balcony where I could eat and sunbathe completely naked, all crowned by a breathtaking sea view.
I prepared a rich mixed salad with feta inspired by Greek cuisine, crowned by an excellent mixed sliced, all washed down with an excellent chardonnay or better a prosecco. Grazia arrived on time and I immediately made her sit on the terrace under the huge umbrella. I had already set the table all that remained was to bring the dishes. After lunch we lay down on the sun beds in the sun like two salamanders, to the immense joy of the neighbor who was enjoying our nudity. Grace warned me of the prying eyes that were watching us, urging me to put on my clothes. Regardless of the fact, I told her that by now it was a habit, the guy was harmless, he just watched without going further, in short, despite having met him in the neighborhood, he had never allowed himself any kind of freedom. He was fine with him and so was I; but if that caused her a problem, we could go back in right away. On hearing this she smiled and without hesitation got up and walked naked towards the shower on the left of the terrace just in front of the guy's apartment. After having thoroughly rinsed and rinsed herself off, she went back to her cot. Both of us relaxed under the powerful rays of the sun, allowing ourselves a few moments of relaxation. I watched and scrutinized the beautiful friend's body, giving me moments of intense pleasure, I was very attracted to her and I couldn't deny it any more; I longed for her so much that I wet myself like a schoolgirl at the first crush. I was trembling with the desire to kiss her, taste her tongue, swallow her saliva, hold her in my arms and dare to palpate her round breasts. After about half an hour or so we decided to go inside the apartment given the strong sun that began to hit too hard, as they say in Rome to incocciare. We headed straight into the bedroom, and without any shame or hesitation we found ourselves clinging to each other: my hidden desire had been granted; neither had forced the situation, the alchemy had been created in a natural way, perhaps because it was desired by both of them. As I kissed her, I felt a tremor along my back, my tongue twitched around her sucking up her sweet taste. Without realizing it, I found her head between my thighs, intent on moving the fleece to taste my vagina now flooded with warm and copious moods. At first the tip of her hot tongue created a slight annoyance to me, having discovered a very sensitive point, she immediately adjusted the pull, spacing all around the clitoris and also affecting the adjacent lips; not happy, she moved towards the asshole and there she licked herself in a deep lick trying with the tip of her tongue to violate the narrow anal pertugium. I had evidently realized, given her familiarity with the female body, that this was not the first time for her. Helping herself with her fingers she made me progressively reach the climax of pleasure Godetti in prey to a sort of sanvito dance touching the sky with a finger. Without even taking it back I took her by the head and I tasted from her mouth all the acrid taste of my pleasure. Loaded more than ever I twirled on myself pointing directly between the wide thighs of my lover, a brief glance at the beautiful flower open and immediately the first attack, rubbing her face against the vagina soaked in moods I did not even use my tongue I stimulated her with my nose making her feel new and formidable sensations. She came to my face, indulging in excited movements and screams. Emptied but happy we sank into bed giving ourselves a well-deserved rest. We fell asleep like two little girls next to each other. Many hours later we woke up and after getting up and wandering around the house a little bit, still not full of sex, we gave ourselves a new performance: sitting in the living room in front of each other after having spread our thighs and opened up, with our pussy dilated we started to masturbate in front of each other trying a sort of competition to whoever reached orgasm first. With one hand I rubbed my pussy with the other I tormented both nipples and stiffened them extremely hard, the same as in a mirror did Grace. We arrived in unison at the threshold of pleasure and gave each other a passionate kiss.
