A Random Encounter

She was on a trip to Italy with her mother. They had just arrived in Florence after a week and a half together in Rome and Tuscany. She loved her mom but she'd had very little time alone and was desperate to release her growing pent up sexual energy. After all, she was in Italy surrounded by gorgeous Italian men.

Her first male encounter had been with the handsome older waiter at the first restaurant they'd gone to in Rome. He was definitely too old for her. But he had a confidence and swagger about him and she couldn't help but flirt back.

Then there was the hot well dressed gentleman who helped them find their way to the train station. He was definitely eyeing the curve of her chest when he thought she wasn't looking. Of course she noticed. But she loved it. Just fuel for her dirty imagination later.

After more than a week sharing a room with her mother...let's just say by the time they got to Florence, she was bursting with sexual energy she needed to release.

In the middle of a busy day of sightseeing and shopping they stopped for lunch at a little Italian pizzeria. The waiter/manager was a tall, dark, very charming man named Gio. The flirtation was instant. He even invited them back to the kitchen to show her how to use the wood burning oven. Anyone paying attention would have seen the chemistry between them. They couldn't stop smiling. He gave her his number and told her to come back to the restaurant around close. He said he could take her to their sister bar down the street to get a drink and shoot some pool. She wondered if it was just an excuse to get her to bend over. She took his number, but wasn't sure she should use it. She was after all on vacation with her mother.

Just to complicate matters further, she had a boyfriend at home. He was a really good and loyal person, but his idea of sexy was a scheduled session after his weekly soccer game, so she had to make her own fun. And she was prone to naughtiness. She knew how wrong it was, but she couldn't stop thinking about how fun it would be to have an exciting night on her own.

By the time they got back to the hotel later that evening, she'd made up her mind. She wasn't passing up the chance to have an adventure in Italy. Her mother was reluctant for her to go, but she knew she couldn't really control her adult daughter and had also found Gio incredibly charming, so gave her blessing.

It was a warm night, so she decided to walk from her hotel back to the restaurant. She had carefully chosen a dress that accentuated her curves. Her straight blond hair was pulled up into a ponytail. She was full of nervous excitement, but had no idea what was in store for her.

He was sweeping the floor when she got there. He gave her a glass of wine and told her to have a seat while he finished closing. As she watched him clean, she tried to push thoughts of her boyfriend out of her mind. He looked so sexy and in charge that she couldn't help but fantasize about him taking her right there on one of those tables.

She snapped back to reality when he suddenly appeared next to her. He had changed into his street clothes and was even sexier in jeans and a white t- shirt. "Should we go?" They looked at each other with a desire so palpable it felt like it could erupt between them any second. "Sure" she said. She'd come for a good time and the night was still young.

The bar was super lively. All kinds of people drinking, laughing, playing pool. They met an American/Italian family at the bar celebrating their first time together in the motherland. They convinced them to join them for a drink. They were dying to spend some time alone? but as they sat down next to each other laughing and having fun with these strangers..the heat started building again.

Finally they excused themselves to go play a game of pool. She was right. She could feel his eyes fixated on her ass as she bent over to take her shot. He also couldn't stop looking at her cleavage when she leaned over to take another one. She could feel her pussy getting wetter every time he got near her.

So far she was innocent. She hadn't technically done anything wrong, but her will was weakening by the second.

They were happily drunk when the bar closed. And definitely weren't ready for the night to end. "I have the keys to the restaurant. We could go back there." She said yes without hesitation.

As soon as the door closed behind them they were all over each other. The second his tall sexy body bent down to kiss her, she knew it was over. She couldn't resist. She was definitely about to fuck this man. As if there were ever any doubts.

He threw her onto a table, pushed her black lace panties to the side, lowered his pants and shoved his dick into her wet waiting pussy. Her moans grew in intensity as he rubbed her clit while he fucked her. He leaned down and gently placed his mouth on each nipple..licking and sucking her breasts until she was literally going to explode with pleasure.

But they had just gotten started and neither wanted it to end anytime soon. He grunted as he pulled his cock out of her and teased her a few times pushing it in and out before crouching down to suck on her dripping wet pussy. Every part of her body was on fire as this man fulfilled every fantasy she didn't even know she had..she couldn't help but think of her faithful man at home who had no idea she was getting fucked by this gently dominant Italian stranger on a restaurant table in the middle of Florence.

She pushed the thought out of her mind as he continued sucking her clit. She could feel her body temperature rising.. that flush feeling you get all over your body when you're just about to cum. "Dont stop" she said forcefully and within minutes could feel her whole body tense into a fit of shakes as she let out the most intense orgasm she'd had in a very long time. Maybe ever.

She composed herself for a minute but now it was his turn. He pulled her up from the table. She grabbed a cushion from one of the chairs and got down on her knees. She could taste her pussy on his dick as she slid it in and out of her mouth. He was slippery between her hands while she stroked and sucked every inch of his cock. She couldn't believe she was doing this with a man she'd met just hours before. But she was loving every minute of it. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the ponytail, turned her around and flattened her body on the table ass side up. He wasted no time sticking his dick inside her. She could feel him throb as her pussy clenched around him. He fucked her slowly at first, but steadily quickened his pace until she had to grip the table to keep from falling. His breathing was hot and heavy against her neck while he pounded her.

Suddenly he started blurting things out in Italian. That was it for her. She's always had a thing for European men and hearing him talk dirty to her in another language was just the ammo she needed to take charge. She stood up and told him to sit on a chair. She straddled him and sat on his cock slowly so he could savour the feeling of her warm juicy pussy closing in around his cock. He watched her tits bouncing in the air grabbing and squeezing them while she slid up and down on him. Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore. He got up swung her around ass towards him, grabbed ahold of her waist and pushed himself so deep inside her she let out a little scream. That fuelled him even more, and as he pumped her full of him for the last time, he moaned her name and relinquished his cum to her soft, wet pussy.

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His cum dripped out of her as they walked to get her a taxi back to the hotel. Evidence of the dirty little secret she never saw coming.