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"Nino ... oh, Nino," she said, over and over again as his teeth nibbled at the nipple, and his mouth and tongue played havoc with the passion-inflamed nerve ends. After a moment, he reached up with his other hand and slowly pulled down the right cup. His devouring mouth moved over to that side, leaving the left tit shining with his saliva. Now Elaine's dress was held up only by her right shoulder, and she made only a token protest when he slipped the dress all the way down to her waist. Both shoulders were bare and her magnificent naked breasts were revealed to Ins eyes.

Abruptly, his mouth left her nipples and worked its way upward once more. They kissed savagely, and her own hunger was so great that her teeth actually bit into his lips.

Then, suddenly, Elaine felt his hands move away from her body. "What? What ..." she began, stifling a plea to come back. She opened her eyes and saw Nino standing in front of her. Her gaze locked on the huge bulge in his pants where his massively aroused penis raged against its confinement.

"Stand up," he said.

"What?" She didn't understand.

"Stand up, baby. I'm going to undress you."

Her breath caught at this unexpected command, then---actually blushing because she was going to have to be a willing participant and net a passive one---she started up from the couch. When she stood fully erect, her dress---already off both shoulders, fell in a heap on the floor. Her naked breasts were there, shining in tie half-light; and her black panties were rolled halfway down over her smooth alabaster hips.

Nino gazed at her. She had an absolutely incredible body! Nothing he had ever seen b fore could top this---maybe one or two of the Forth Beach dancers he had fucked could come close to matching the body, but never before this combination of body and face. His voice surprised him; it sounded alien, hoarse, all choked up with desire, when he said, "My God, you're beautiful!" He took a step forward, kneeled in front of her and, with one quick sure motion, peeled her little black bikini panties down to her ankles. He gently lifted her right leg, then her left, disengaging her feet from the panties, before tossing the nylon undergarment on the couch.

His eyes focused on the nylon hosiery held up by the garterbelt and he decided to leave the stockings and belt on her; the nylons would feel tremendously sensual against his own bare buttocks when she wrapped those long satiny legs around him. Still kneeling before her, he looked up ... up ... up, past the tops of the nylon hosiery, and saw and smelled the enticing female aroma coming from the softly pouting lips of her cunt ... all pink and shining from her oozing vaginal lubricant. He thought about eating her pussy while she was standing, but some instinct told him to wait until he got her lying flat on the couch. Even though he had made the decision, he still found himself raining kisses on her nylon-encased legs and thighs, working his way from calf to thigh.

Elaine stood there, legs apart, feeling spasmodic jolts of ecstasy surge throughout her entire love-hungry young body with each kiss he planted on her nylons. She could feel the heat of his lips through the material of the hosiery could feel the cool rush of air playing over her bare buttocks and breasts. For some reason or other, she felt deliciously lewd, just standing here wearing only garter belt and stockings. But then she forgot everything when his hot lips came into contact with the nude flesh above the top of her nylons. He rained kisses on both thighs and used his tongue to lick the sleek inner part of her thighs from just above the point where the stockings ended to ... to ... She stiffened as his lips suddenly leapt from thigh to navel. A wild, never before experienced excitement began to burn in her. His kisses were traveling over abdomen to hips and he was gently tugging at her figure to turn her around ... obediently she turned, and now his lips were moving over the lower part of her back ... and then to her slightly trembling buttocks.

His lips and kisses on her bare flesh had started things happening in her body. She could actually feel her vagina contracting and releasing, push and pull, in a violent rhythm of love ... as if his penis were actually in there moving in and out. Her full ripe breasts had begun to ache, and her body was beginning to tremble uncontrollably.

Elaine had never felt so weak. So helpless before in her life. She stood there, waiting for whatever was to happen next, as Nino's hungry lips left her buttocks and he stood upright. The young Italian put his hands on her shoulders and slowly turned her to face him again. Their mouths came together hungrily, and his tongue tucked in and out of her mouth rapaciously. Then, still French-kissing, he eased her down onto the couch. She sat, then lay back, face up, as Nino put her legs in the position he wanted them, with one leg on the floor and the other bent at the knee and pressed against the back of the couch.

The young blonde divorcee lay there, mesmerized, as the darkly handsome youth quickly pulled off his shoes and socks, stripped off tie and shirt, and then dropped his pants and undershorts at exactly the same moment. She saw him standing there above her, just as naked as she, his face gazing down at her with unconcealed lust. Her eyes traveled down from handsome face to broad muscular shoulders, and flat belly, and ... and ...

The thick rigid penis stood out proudly, like a king's scepter, from his curly patch of black hair. Even as she watched it, it jerked as though it were trying to reach out for her. Its huge, lust-bloated head seemed to throb with an unbelievable life of its own.

"Do you like it, baby?" Nino asked softly, watching as her body twisted seductively on the black velour couch ... as though she were trying to grind the material into her buttocks. "Christ," he thought, "the way she's looking at my cock almost makes me think she wants to suck it off."

"Yes ... oh, yes," she moaned. "I like it. It's ... beautiful."

Nino knew he was going to worm his tongue up into that delectable young pussy before he shoved his cock into it, and he deliberated the possibilities of a sixty-nine. But again, his sure, infallible instincts told him that such a thing might be a little premature; later, definitely! But she'd have to be brought along. He just couldn't understand it. What kind of a man had she been worried to? He'd probably never gone down on her ... and, if I'm right, never had her sucking on his cock, even though she looks starved for it.

Elaine was beginning to feel the fires of impatience when she saw the boy lower himself onto the couch beside her. His bare hip touched her naked rib cage and she jumped as if seared by a hot brand. His head dipped once again to her fevered breasts. She groaned as he took first one nipple, then the other, into his voracious mouth. He licked and bit and sucked until Elaine wanted to scream out in ecstatic delight. Waves of pure sensation rippled throughout her entire body, and she could feel it from the tips of her jutting nipples to the tips of her toes.

Now Nino's head dipped lower, as he used his tongue to sketch a portrait of lust between her rapidly heaving breast and navel. He kissed and sucked and gently bit at the hotly sensitive areas where the hipbone serves as an anchor for supple flesh that flares out to become globes of the buttocks, and his warm wet kisses rained over the sides of her naked young buttocks.

Then abruptly, she was aware that his tongue and mouth were coming back again to the front, and that he had moved down until he was kneeling between her outspread thighs. His tongue flicked once at her navel, then drew a straight uninterrupted line to her sparse, softly curling pubic hair. He breathed hotly into the softness of the golden pelt; it was at that moment Elaine first realized what Nino was going to do next and knew the throbbing target of his fevered lips and tongue.

"No," she said, and attempted to sit upright. "No ... that's wrong." It was terribly wrong what he was about to do ... perverted, dirty!

Nino heard her words; they sounded sincere, and that caused him to grin inwardly because he knew now, positively, that her husband had never done this to her ... for if he had gone down on her, she wouldn't be protesting; she would know how wonderful it was! He remained where he was, kneeling between her widespread legs, his fingers digging into the soft warm flesh of her inner thighs. His eyes paid homage to the wonderful little mouth of sex, all pink and oozing love from the pair of cuntal lips pulsating gently on either side of it. It was the shrine, he the pilgrim who had traveled a long distance to pay homage.

"No ... Nino ... please ... please ..." she moaned. "You can't ..."

"I can, baby. Just lie there. I want to do this for you. This is one of the most exquisite things a woman can feel. Lie there, let me do the work for a minute. I'm going to kiss and lick your pussy. Oh, if you only knew how beautiful your little cunt is, how I've wanted to do this for you. I'm going to lick and suck at your clitoris; you'll scream with joy. I'm going to bury my tongue deep into your pussy ... and I'm going to suck and lick until you cum."

The salacious words and what they implied, the visual imagery of what was about to happen, caused the love-starved young blonde to begin shaking with a wanton, uncontrollable desire. She was about to permit a degenerate act to be done to her down there between her helplessly open legs ... not only permit it, but knowingly encourage it to be done because her body was crying out for it. She knew that her pelvis had felt as though it were about to rise eagerly toward his lips at any minute. Shame, guilt, fear ... all disappeared under the tidal wave of shameless lust. Nothing mattered any more. She wanted him to do it. His words had set fires in her loins, fires that rapidly roared out of control and vaporized willpower and conscience. She had never felt so completely at the mercy of a man before. She would consent to anything. Anything! Just so long as he did what he said he was going to do ... as long as he gave her relief and joy and happiness.

"Oh, Nino ..." she whispered, then lay back, feeling the velour scratching against her bare shoulders and tickling the inner crevice of her buttocks. There was a movement on the couch, then the Italian youth said, "Lift your hips." Eyes closed, she followed orders and felt a large pillow being shoved under her buttocks. Almost immediately, he began showering her belly with wildly fervent kisses. His hot mouth moved up again to her feverishly straining breasts then to her rib cage; his tongue flicked and quivered all over her upper torso. The naked young divorcee was about to go out of her mind with lust. Her hips had begun grinding a lewdly sensuous circle around and around on the pillow, and her head started lolling from side to side. Finally, in a voice she hardly recognized as her own, she moaned, begging, "Do it ... do it to me ... please ..."

"Do what?" Nino asked, watching her lust contorted face, feeling his cock about to explode from excitement. Christ, she was really turned on now ... she was about to fly right off the couch, and he hadn't even started the preliminaries.

"Lick me ... like you said," Elaine whimpered and then sobbed in shame.

Grinning in triumph, the boy moved slowly and tantalizingly down her abdomen again. He was deliberately tormenting her, turning her heat up higher and higher. Her pelvis was making little up-and-down motions as though it were blindly seeking something. Finally, not even he could stand the sweet torment any longer, so he roughly spread her thighs even further apart, used his thumbs to separate her soft, hair-fringed vaginal lips, and then without warning savagely rammed his tongue deep into her hotly quivering cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh," Elaine screamed as the sleek hot tongue slashed into her, harder and harder, and her body reacted with convulsive lurches. Her hands cruelly grasped his hair, as if attempting to rip it out by the roots, and seemingly tried to pull his tongue his nose, his entire face deeper, ever deeper, into her cock-starved vaginal cavity. She heard herself screaming incoherently, babbling. Above the sound of her wanton voice urging him on, she kept thinking, "Oh, my God! How beautiful, how exquisite! Why hasn't this happened to me before? Why? Why? Why? It feels so ... so ... wonder ... fulllllll."

Nino continued his voracious sucking and tonguing of her moistly quivering pussy, his hands slipping up over her belly to her taut moon-shaped breasts once more, cupping and squeezing the bulging creamy flesh continuously while his mouth and tongue slaved away over her torridly rippling vagina.

The vacuum created by Nino's voraciously sucking mouth made obscene noises that seemed to fill the room, and Elaine reacted to the lewd sound as if it were the music of love---as, indeed, it was. Now that the boy's wildly searching tongue had scoured the pussy sheath, it began to seek the tiny, pulsating bud of her neglected clitoris.

Elaine shrieked with obscenely growing pleasure when he took the little budded nerve ending between his teeth and held it captive as his tongue made wicked, ecstatic little circles around and around it.

Elaine's head had begun to flail in total abandonment from side to side; her hips were thrashing up and down---around and around---as she sought to bring other erotic nerve endings into play with his tongue.

Nino made an elongated oval of his mouth and began to suck with tremendous pressure, all the while moving his tongue downward along the fevered, incredibly smooth slit. He licked from clitoris to a point close to the anus, feeling the soft curling pubic hair teasing against his lips and cheeks, tasting the bittersweet honey of her feminine secretions and the slightly saline perspiration that brought a tantalizing sheen to her buttocks.

Elaine's wails of delight had become continuous now; she no longer attempted to make sense ... no longer could make sense ... unintelligible moans, groans, mewls, and grunts came babbling out her throat. During it all her mind was screaming, "Wonderful ... oh, God! So ... beautiful ... so bea ... uuuuu ... teeee ... ful." And, suddenly, somewhere in the far-off limits of her consciousness, she was aware of a velvet electricity building up and moving, quietly and unobtrusively, warm and vibrant. She arched her body up, seeking to intensify that electrical feeling.

From his place of concealment, in the closet, Carlo could see Elaine's face flushing red from the intensity of her effort, her eyes wide in unseeing rapture in her quest for fulfillment; although he prided himself in his monumental self-control, he had an erection that would have done justice to a stallion.

As Elaine ground her pussy greedily up against his face, Nino heard the sound of her breathing increase in tempo. He realized then that she was coming close to orgasm now, and a part of his mind exalted with the knowledge. By God, he thought, she's going to get the surprise of her life when she cums. The knowledge that he was licking her where no one had ever licked before brought new strength to his tongue. He began to orally fuck her, harder and faster, deeper and harder, faster ... faster ... faster, shoving his hard hot tongue into her quivering, lust-dilated slit. He was rewarded by a shrill scream of pleasure when he swirled and flicked his tongue around the overly sensitive, pulsating inner lips of her vagina. She was coming closer, ever closer, and so he slipped his hands beneath her wantonly undulating buttocks---cupping them in his hands as though they were some sacrificial offering---and shoved his face even harder between her pulsating thighs. He watched her face appear and disappear between her bouncing breasts and sank his teeth---not brutally, but savagely enough to bring pain---into her clitoris once more, causing her to scream again ... an unholy shriek of pure animal lust, her lips curling in wild contortion back over the whiteness of her teeth.

Elaine's wanton cries of passion filled the living room. She had long since burrowed her nakedness down into the velour couch---and she could feel the material's nap invading her buttocks, could feel it under her armpits, on the back of her sweat-slippery neck. If his wonderful tongue hadn't been shoved deep into her vagina she would have attempted to push the velour in there.

Abruptly, Nino dipped down and began shifting his shoulders---first the left, then the right. He had them under her widespread thighs now, and began levering them up until they were draped over his shoulders. The entire expanse of her inflamed, helpless loins was now bared in naked abandonment to his long thrusting tongue and voraciously sucking mouth. He thrust his tongue in deeper than it had been at any time, and momentarily thought he could feel, with his tongue, the ending of her warm vaginal cavity and the beginning of her hot lonely uterus aching for a cock.

Elaine knew she was moaning like a helpless animal in heat, and she didn't care. Nothing mattered any longer except that tongue which was carrying her to unsuspected heights of rapture. Deep in her mind, a happy ecstatic little voice kept crying out, "Oh, Nino ... thank you ... oh, God ... wonderful ... good ... good.. ahhh ... God!" She was peaking, rapidly climbing to that seldom-reached pinnacle of sensation which she knew would result in an orgasm. The climb had been wonderful ... and she knew she had long since passed the point of arousal where she had stopped with just a mere orgasm before. She had never been at his height before, and abruptly, Nino began doing something that drove her ahead of him ... higher ... higher ... higher into the forbidden ratified atmosphere of the forbidden delight.

Her buttocks had been jerking spasmodically beneath his relentless tongue, her pelvis had been whipping up and down with superhuman strength against his face, and her groans had turned to moans which had become shrieks of unexcelled rapture, when Nino slowly slipped his tongue out of her desperately clenching vagina. He made one tentative lick at her clitoris, which brought a scream of delight from her, then began a devilishly slow downward licking toward the tiny puckered ring of her obviously virginal anus. The shamelessly aroused young blonde gasped at the first searing contact with that forbidden orifice. Her breath was coming now in huge gulping swallows which rasped and whistled through her lust-constricted throat. She took a deep breath and almost swallowed her tongue when her errant mind finally realized what the Italian boy was about to do. Now her conscience really screamed at her; this was filthy, degenerate, vile and perverted. It was sinful, the ultimate sin! And even as her conscience cried out in dismay and protest, her hungry, traitorous loins had leapt up and spread her thighs wider of their own volition so he could bring his tongue into seething wet contact with the tiny, puckered little anal mouth.

Nino wasted no time; he thrust his tongue into the tight little hole and was rewarded with an uncontrollable quivering of her lushly naked body as she raised her pelvis off the bed in an effort to give him additional depth and working room. He licked and sucked and continually rammed his tongue into the tiny little anus which gyrated in wanton abandonment; there was no taste except a salinity and slight pungency that reminded him of her pussy. Now, across his shoulders, her thighs had begun to quiver spasmodically and her heels had begun beating a tattoo of impending rapture on his spine and buttocks. She was close, so goddamned close that he could stop right now and she'd still cum without another thing being done to her. Let her cum! Let her cum first by tongue, then by cock! His painfully throbbing penis soon had to have relief or his balls would swell up in agony and probably explode. He began to drive his long wet tongue harder and harder into her tightly puckering anal passage, all the while exciting her clitoris with one hand and squeezing her breasts with the other. Abruptly, as he heard her breath catch in what he knew was the beginning of the onslaught of a climax, he drew his tongue out of her anus, returned it to her saliva and lubricant-drenched pussy, and used his mouth and tongue to orally fuck her while his nose scraped and rubbed her clitoris.

That did it!

Elaine writhed and squirmed beneath the insanely licking tongue until she no longer had control over anything. She took a deep breath as nerves began shorting out in her abdomen and a glow began somewhere in the area of her wildly quivering vagina. The glow did not remain a glow for more than a second; it was merely the beginning of a fire and earthquake which began wracking her love-starved loins and belly. The earthquake moved rapidly up the scale and suddenly she knew there wasn't any doubt about it. She was Cumming! Cumming in his mouth.

She was cumming!

The scream was half-human, half-animal, and it ripped from her lust-contorted throat as though she were falling in space, toppling end over end toward the jagged rocks.

"I'm cumming ... Nino ... Nino ... NINO! I AM ... CUMMMM ... ING!" She locked her hands behind his head and used every bit of muscular power to shove his wonderful, pleasure-giving tongue and face further and deeper into her wildly pulsating genitals. Her love juices spurted onto his face and then began to flow copiously from her wetly convulsing cunt. Her viscous liquid inundated Nino's face and tongue and, escaping his voraciously sucking mouth, began flowing down from pussy to tortured rectum, where it dripped against the pillow and gathered in a sticky pool on the velour couch. She continued to wail in rapture as the mercilessly pounding earthquake began to diminish; within seconds it had gone, but now dimly within her lush young body she felt the roaring tidal wave of sensation cresting and breaking over her. Her delighted, almost incoherent scream told the story, "I'm cumming again ..."

Surprised, Nino felt her nakedly voluptuous body begin twitching uncontrollably once more. The second orgasm had hit within thirty seconds of the first, and he hadn't done a thing except lick some of her cum from her wet vaginal lips. "Christ," he said to himself, "she really was turned on." And then his surprise deepened even further for the wantonly writhing girl was obviously cumming a third time ... all three climaxes occurring within a minute.