Drive With Me in Italy

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We depart the Ferrari factory in Italy,
driving my all time favorite exotic...
a 360 Modena Spyder.

As we journey along
the winding roads,
I love the feel of the wind
caressing my face
and the warmth of the sun
on my supple breasts.

Yes...
while driving a Spyder,
I too, must have my top down.

You reach over,
fondle my bare breasts
and tweak my erect nipples.

Mmmm,
that's all it takes...
I want you, now!

I lift onto my knees
and lean toward
the bulge in your pants.

Teasingly,
I outline your hard cock
with my mouth
before allowing your stiff dick
to come out to play.

I stop,
look up at you,
and then slowly
unzip your pants.

Ohhh, how I adore
your gorgeous cock!

As my tongue circles the head,
you reach down and grab my hair
forcing your cock
even deeper into my mouth.

You, bastard!

As you drive,
you purposely hit
every bump in the road,
making me deep throat
your big cock.

You're sooo naughty,
but...
I love it.

You reach over
and lift my skirt.
No panties, of course.

You feel my wetness,
as I feel the car turn
and come to a stop.

I sit up and see
we're now parked
amongst a row of trees,
on a deserted road.

You say,
"Come with me"
and so, I follow.

I'm now bending over
the Ferrari hood,
my legs spread open
as you begin to drive, again.

So wet,
so ready,
so wanting you
inside me.

Again, you grab my hair
as you drive me
hard,
deep,
and fast.

My pussy pulsates
with rhythmic contractions,
clenching your throbbing cock
as I climax...
again and again.

You pull out
and lead me back
to the driver's door,
as pussy juice
streams down
my inner thighs.

Pushing my skirt to the ground
you say,
"Bend over the door"
and I obey.

I place my hands
on the seat below,
as you grab my ass cheeks
and wrap them around
your hard cock.

You begin pumping me
until I hear you moan
and feel your body
shudder in ecstasy,
as you shoot a huge load
of warm cream
all over my ass.

"Don't move!" you say,
and so I stay
as I feel your hand
gently wiping
my ass cheeks,
and I know...
what's coming next.

I close my eyes
as your cum soaked fingers
caress my mouth.

My lips part,
and my tongue
laps up your
creamy delicacy.

Carnal hunger
never goes unsatisfied,
when you...
drive with me in Italy.

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AnonymousAnonymousover 10 years ago
*****

I once drove through Italy, but in a Porsche, not a Ferrari, and alas, alone. The poem makes me wish I hadn't been in such a hurry, and had taken a companion with me.

Five.

Robbin_YoungRobbin_Youngover 10 years agoAuthor
Thank you, and...

Sweet & VERY naughty kisses ;) for your kind comments and votes.

Love,

Robbin

xoxo

todski28todski28over 10 years ago
Nicely naughty

still enjoying your work :)

AnonymousAnonymousover 10 years ago
Loved this.

VERY erotic!

erectus123erectus123over 10 years ago
siete tutti il sogno erotico di ogni uomo

not only a beauty but a talented author!

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