A New Dawn Ch. 02

"Then he pulled me away and pushed me down on to the sofa. He climbed on top and kissing my breasts, worked his way down to my panties, which he slid off. Then his tongue began exploring my fanny, first the slit, then my clitoris and lips, then kissing the whole area gently. He really did make love to it, kissing and nibbling the inside of my thigh and then working around my bush. I enjoy cunnilingus like most girls, but it sometimes seems a bit mechanical. This felt as though he adored the whole area, as if he was seducing my pussy. I was writhing around now, clenching and unclenching the sofa. I had worked myself up so much before that I was ready to come now. Just as I went to grip his hair and make him finish the job, he stopped and retraced his way up my body. I kissed him frantically, and he was talking away in Italian, a sexy, seductive dialogue that was all the more effective for being in a foreign language. It was Ben Webster's saxophone playing made flesh. I reached down and tried to guide him into me, unable to retain my detachment and becoming that impatient teenager. But he resisted, instead he picked me up and carried me over to the desk. I noticed he had put on a condom while he had been licking me out, for which I was grateful as I hadn't brought any and had forgotten about now. There he laid me down on my back and standing up, slid his cock in. I'm ashamed to admit I came almost instantly, I bucked a couple of times and swept an in-tray full of papers to the floor. But I didn't want to stop, and as the first waves subsided I felt like someone bobbing on large swells that never threatened to break. I could continue this way forever. A breeze was blowing the curtains around, so they flapped over near the desk. This Italian man was leaning over me, entering me with long powerful thrusts each one pushing me up the desk and then sliding down again, and I thought `I don't want this to stop - ever'. This was the first time I'd ever come and then carried on. Usually that signalled the end of the activity, and often I didn't get to come at all. But now I was in a kind of quietly blissful state and I just didn't want to stop.

"I looked at Frederico, taking his body in for the first time really. He was in good shape, although you could see he had to work harder to keep it this way. I felt very comfortable with his body, the strong, yet not over-defined arms were very reassuring, and his broad chest was soft without being flabby. He was watching me and I tried to think what it looked like for him. Having seen a woman be fucked in this position since then I know it's a very erotic scene, to have her laid out before you, with each movement her breasts swell upwards and then flip over like waves being undercut by the back-swell. I have no idea how long we continued like this, I really did lose all perception of time. He kept up his monologue, like a seductive sound track. I thought he was going to come as he leant forward, kissing me breasts and speeding up his talk. I gripped his head to indicate it was okay with me if he wanted to push on, but with this he withdrew and brought his face up to mine, kissing me all over. I could feel his stiff cock lying against my belly. He led me over to the office chair. He sat on it and I lowered myself onto his lap, dangling me legs either side. He placed his hands either side of my rib cage and guided me up and down on his penis. Then I took over the pace and leant back, increasing the speed. I really wanted him to come now. He was sucking eagerly on my nipples, pushing the breasts together. I was using long sliding motions now, bringing his cock to the tip of my entrance, just when it was about to slip out and then pushing right down so it was deep inside me. I did this slowly at first and then faster and I knew he wouldn't last long then. I was close to coming a second time, the calm now gone and I knew this wouldn't be a quiet one. I just wanted both of us to last long enough. On a downward stroke I clenched my muscles and felt his cock twitch inside me. I then grabbed him behind the neck with one hand, pulling him to my chest and frantically rubbed my clit with my other hand. He was nearly shouting now, and pulled himself away from my chest as he arched back and gripped the seat of the chair. He let out a bellow and I banged up and down twice in his lap screaming "Oh God!". Then I came and I felt this liquid just pour out of me. I felt dizzy and collapsed forward onto his heaving chest, like a shipwreck survivor on a beach. I forgot to breathe momentarily. It all seemed too much, then I gasped quickly and clawed my way up to his face to kiss him.

"He smiled and gripped my hand in his. `Thankyou' I said, and I really meant it. This was by far the best fuck I had ever had. He kissed me softly, `no, thankyou. You are perfect.' I stayed hugging his chest for a while, his member shrinking inside me and him gently stroking my arm. Then he lifted me off and looking at a clock said `Antonia will be back soon. We should get dressed.' I looked disappointed. He laughed, `do not worry my sweet. You will have many more adventures like this. Let us remember this one as a perfect meeting.'

"I cleaned up with some tissues, then watched him get dressed. I was still reluctant to end the moment. I wanted to recapture it. Sensing this, he said `come, let me dress you.' Over by the sofa, he picked up my knickers and sitting me down, slid them on, stroking my legs as he did so, and then kissing the outside of the knickers when they were on. Then he sat behind me and put my blouse on, squeezing my breasts slightly as he reached round to button it. I gripped his hand and pushed it down to my pussy, `fuck me again Frederico' I whimpered. Quite shameless really. He pulled his hand up and kissed the back of my neck. `No, it would not be right to Antonia.' I felt jealous I think, I wanted this moment to continue and resented the interruption of the outside world. I knew I was behaving like a spoilt child who is being told they have to stop playing and visit relatives, but I couldn't stop myself. `I don't care,' I whined. `Make her wait. She can watch for all I care.'

"He came around the front of me. I was probably pouting. He lifted my head up and kissed me and just for a moment I felt a flush of excitement, `he is going to' I thought and I felt sick with anticipation. But then I realised it was a consoling kiss. `No,' he said, `that is not this moment.'

"I felt churlish and stupid then. Of course, as he had said, `there is no need'. He was continuing to speak, but I was already putting my trousers back on. `Let this moment be complete. It is perfect as it is and you should never threaten perfection.'

"I smiled up at him to show I understood. I was just fastening my trousers when there was a knock at the door. Frederico showed Antonia in. She looked around the room and took me in with a calm appraisal. I wasn't sure how this would go, whether she would actually be jealous although it had been at her instigation. She noticed the in-tray and papers I had knocked on to the floor and laughed, `It looks like you had a good time.'

"Frederico kissed her, `it was lovely, thankyou for your gift.'

"She came over to me, kissed me on my cheek and whispered in my ear, `I want to hear every detail tonight. You look as though you have had the fuck of your life.'

"I giggled, `I have, thankyou Antonia.'

"Then she reached down and picked up my bra from the floor. I had been so intent on trying to persuade Frederico to make love to me again, that I hadn't registered he had put my blouse on without it. `Do you want this?' she asked, dangling it in front of me jokingly, like the evidence from a crime. I blushed and reached out for it, but Frederico intercepted it.

"He passed it to Antonia, `No, put it in your bag for now. I want to show you your power Dawn.' I stayed motionless, unsure of what he meant. He undid three buttons of my blouse to below my breasts. Then he slid a hand inside and pulled each breast centrally and rolled his thumb over each nipple. I let out a small gasp and my nipples immediately hardened. Then he reached down and tucked my blouse in tightly in my trousers. The blouse now stretched upwards towards my breasts, with two prominent points poking through, and gaped open revealing my cleavage. I felt undressed. Frederico stepped back and nodded approvingly. `What do you think Antonia?'. She gazed at my breasts for what seemed an indecent time, which made my nipples harder. `Blatant sex,' she concluded.

"Frederico swept his arms around us. `Let us go for lunch.' As we went past the receptionist she gave me a look that said she knew full well what we had been doing (she had probably heard it anyway). It was a strange feeling - I was at once empowered because I had just had a very strong experience while these two women had been carrying on as normal, and yet also demeaned, like I was the weak girl who allowed herself to be manipulated and everyone was in a position of authority because they knew more about me than I did about them. Frederico took us to a smart restaurant, where I felt a little out of place. I moved my hand to button on my blouse more, but Frederico stopped me, `no, wait and watch.' I looked to Antonia for guidance and she smiled reassuringly, so I let my hand drop. I looked down - my blouse was open to just below the apex of my breasts and its tightness forced them together so I had four inches or so of cleavage. The blouse closed together so opposite you would see some of the upper flesh and the well-defined cleavage, but nothing too much. From my vantagepoint you could see most of the breasts down to the aureola. It seems stupid now, I've seen girls go out clubbing wearing just bras, and I've been much more daring since. But I did feel exposed and rather blatant, as if I was advertising what had happened to me over the past few days. I obviously wasn't quite comfortable with this yet and probably not sufficiently in control. Which is what Frederico wanted to teach me.

"The waiter brought the menus over, took our drinks order and went away. I didn't pay much attention, but after he had gone Frederico said `did you see how he stared at your breasts? He almost forgot to take our order. That is what you must appreciate, you have enormous power over men. When he comes back you must lean forward and use your arms to squeeze your breasts together. Watch his reaction.' Well, I wasn't so na ve that I didn't know men ogled at tits rather obviously and at any opportunity. But of course, I followed his instructions. When the waiter returned to take our order I leant forward propping my elbows on the table. This pushed my exposed breasts together and upward so they almost popped out of my blouse like toothpaste from a tube. The waiter had positioned himself behind me so as to gain a good view over my shoulder. I couldn't see his face, but I could tell by the reaction of Frederico and Antonia that it was working. He stumbled over the order, repeating items. I turned and gave him a sweet smile, and as I did so the blouse slid to reveal most of my right breast. It caught on the hard nipple, which prevented it from slipping out completely. He guiltily looked back to my eyes and I gave him a wink. Then, just as obviously as he had been looking at my chest, I looked at his crotch and noticed a bulge arching to his left pocket. We handed back our menus and he left, giving me one last look over his shoulder.

"Antonio smirked, `you little slut, I saw the wink you gave him.'

"Frederico laughed, `see? You were in control of that situation. Now it is your decision. You know he wants you, but you can have him or not - as you please. Do you want him?'

"I pondered this. I was feeling turned on again. The fact that I had wanted more from my session with Frederico had left me with a faint tingle, and this obvious sexual interchange had me twitching my buttocks in mild excitement. But I thought enough was enough. I hadn't even looked at him properly. I could pass him in the street ten minutes from now and not recognise him. `No, I don't think so. Unless you want me to.' And if had said yes, I would have done. I quite like that feeling of being directed by someone you trust. But he shook his head, `no, that is not necessary.'

"The food came and I made an effort to continue a conversation with Antonia to signal I wasn't playing any more. Then another waiter came over and asked if everything was all right. He lingered longer than was necessary and when he left Antonia commented, `I think we will get a lot of attention. Your friend has told the other one to come and have a look.' Sure enough the two waiters managed to find excuses to come to our table and attempted conversation. I felt on display, but also enjoyed the playful, knowing tease. I stretched and yawned for the last one, arching my back and pushing my chest out. For one exhilarating moment I thought the blouse was going to burst opens. My two hard nipples pointed accusingly at Frederico and Antonia through the distressed fabric. The waiter made no attempt at disguise this time and stopped talking and simply stared. He turned to Frederico and said something in Italian, indicating me, Frederico and Antonia then joined in and they had a conversation which was obviously about me, but as if I was absent. Again, this being treated like an object should have appalled me, but I found it very erotic. The conversation finished and the waiter stood there smiling sweetly. I looked to Frederico for explanation. He laughed, `He said he thinks you are the type of girl no-one can satisfy, but he would love to try. I told him I had spent the morning trying.' He was quite unashamed about it, which pre-empted my anger. `Antonia told him you had fucked two strangers on a train yesterday and that wasn't enough for you. He asked if you would like to come round the back and him and his friend would try. He is waiting for an answer.' I had a powerful vision of going out the back of the restaurant and letting both waiters fuck me. Something strange was happening to me, these weren't my usual kind of thoughts. I did actually consider it. But I shook my head, the fun here had been in the teasing, the act would be redundant, `no, thankyou.' The waiter looked crestfallen, but he sighed comically and left. Antonia beamed approvingly. I had made the right choice. This is what they had wanted to show me, that the decision was mine.

"Then we talked about my trip and they asked what I planned to do. I had intended to go south, to Rome and Naples, then across to Greece. But money was a factor and I wanted to stay out here as long as possible I explained. `Can you do bar work?' Frederico asked.

"I had worked behind the bar at University, and in our local pub. I found it easy work and had always been popular. `Good,' he was taking a mobile phone from his brief case. They were something of a rarity then, this one was like an army radio unit. `I have a friend who runs a bar in a resort on Capri. He likes to attract English and German tourists.'

"I butted in, `oh, I speak German.' He nodded, dialling the number, `Excellent then. He can give you a job I am sure. Would you like that?' It sounded ideal, so after a brief conversation with his friend in Italian he hung up and took out a piece of paper. `It is all settled. This is the name of the bar, his name is Guiseppe. He is an old friend of mine and a good man. There is plenty of cheap accommodation around there, so I've asked him to arrange something for you. I've told him to pay you a proper wage too. He has his daughter coming back in three weeks and she will want the job then, but until then it is yours.'

"I was very grateful, although I wondered what else he had told him. Again I felt at a disadvantage, which was unnerving. Still, as Frederico had been illustrating I could be in control, so nothing need happen I didn't want to. I thought I'd quiz Antonia on what Frederico had said to Guiseppe later.

"It was Antonia who was looking at me very seriously now and asking, `Dawn, do you think that after yesterday and today you will be having the same type of trip you planned originally?'

"I blushed, because this was exactly what I had been thinking after the flirtation with the waiters. I didn't care about seeing Europe now. `No, I don't think it can. To be honest I wasn't sure what it was I wanted when I came away. I just wanted adventure. I thought maybe I might meet some people, but I didn't anticipate having sex with three strangers in two days, all of them older than me. I thought maybe I'd have a holiday romance, but not become some kind of slut. I don't know now. The truth is I've enjoyed it. These have been the most eventful two days of my life.' I touched Frederico's hand and continued, `and that was the best fuck I have ever had. It's made me think about what I want.'

"Antonia took my hand from Frederico's and placed it between both of hers. `Dawn, I envy you. I love Marcello and I enjoy being with Frederico, but if I could be young again I would do it differently. You are very beautiful, and as we have seen, incredibly sexy. But a lot of young girls have those attributes. In addition you are intelligent and liberated. Look at what you have done over the past two days. Most young girls would deny themselves these experiences. You can have an exciting life, one that appears conventional and yet has this other side. And no one gets hurt and you have fun. Yes if I was your age I would be a slut too, before the things which aren't important at all become the only things in your life,'

"She was clever that Antonia. She moulded me over those two days and set the direction of the next 12 years of my life. I think she understood perfectly well that had I just had the encounter with Mario and Franco I would have dismissed it as a one off and probably been appalled with myself. The first step in altering that was the way she had made me describe it in such detail the night before. In doing so she had forced me to overcome any shame about the episode. The second stage was in making love to Frederico. Had I not had another encounter almost immediately I would have reflected on it too long. The next action was the one that sealed it. Just like parents are sometimes accused of living the lives they didn't have through their children, so I think Antonia saw in me a chance to vicariously enjoy the sexual life she now regretted not having. Her affair with Frederico was part of this, as she had explained on the train, the feeling of having let the youthful years be wasted in caution. She could only go so far now she felt, but with me she saw unbounded possibilities.

"The first waiter was back with coffees. I had forgotten my blouse was half-open and wondered why he was looking at me. I ignored him, the moment had passed. He turned away rather huffily. Frederico chuckled at this, `So Dawn, have you decided what it is you want?'

"I sat up straight, looked firmly at Antonia and then at Frederico and said `Yes. I want more sex.'"

Dawn sat back, lit a cigarette and said, "So there you have it. My transformation was complete. I'd gone from quiet middle-class girl to sex kitten in two days."

Lisa was looking slightly flustered. Her nipples were erect and were pronounced through the fabric of her top. Being aroused in front of other people was a new experience for her and she had no experience of how to behave. When she spoke it was with a shaky voice. `Wow Dawn. That was some story. I'm feeling all hot."

Phillip stood up to fetch the food and an obvious erection stretched at his trousers, almost eye level with Lisa. Dawn laughed, `careful with that thing Phillip, you'll knock something over."

For a moment all three of them stared at the lump in his trousers, like an unexpected guest. "Sorry," he said, readjusting himself, "no matter how many times I hear these stories they still turn me on."