Le Belle Donne Ch. 02

"Ahh ahh ahh!" With his tight grip of around the sides of her waist, Vincente kept his cock buried inside the warmth of her pussy. His manhood shooting so much sperm that she overflowed and some of his cum leaked out around his cock.

Bellissima... Maso couldn't imagine anything more amazing and beautiful than what he was witnessing. A big and handsome black man coming inside of his wife.

With one last thrust, Vincente felt his climax subside, and with that, he leaned over the stunning woman who was panting and heaving even more than he was. As she looked back at him with her reddish face, Vincente kissed her once more.

"Ohh, grazie... that... was... ahh... amazing." Theresa panted whilst softly kissing the sexy black man who had just pumped her full of cum. And with her head slightly tilted to the side to kiss Signore Barilla, Theresa saw her sweet husband Maso standing there looking at them. She felt such warmth inside when she saw his loving eyes looking back at her.

"Oh... Signore Barilla... my husband..." Theresa glanced over at Maso which Vincente also did.

"Would... oh... it be... ohh... okay... if he?" Theresa didn't have to ask the last part, Vincente nodded since he knew what she was asking.

Slowly Vincente slid his slimy, yet still hard cock out from Theresa's pussy. It was covered in his cum and her pussy juice. As it popped out, a wad of cum flowed out and splashed onto the floor. With a nod, he motioned the woman's husband to come over.

Maso gulped as he slowly made his way over to his wife and the black man. His eyes kept wandering over to Theresa's cum dripping pussy.

"Ciao, Maso." Theresa smiled lovingly as she remained like she had been, leaning over with her hands resting against the side of the fitting room and her ass up in the air.

"Ciao, Theresa." Maso smiled tenderly at his beautiful wife, after which he glanced over that the black man.

"Erm, Buongiorno, I'm Theresa's husband, Maso." He politely introduced himself.

"Buongiorno Maso, Vincente Barilla." Vincente let go of his thick cock that he had been stroking slightly and shook the husband's hand.

Maso felt the wetness that was the mixture of Signore Barilla's cum and Theresa's juices when he shook his hand.

"I think Signore Barilla has left a gift for you Maso." Theresa couldn't wait to feel her husband's tongue her cum filled pussy.

"Oh yes," Maso glanced down at the wonderful sight that was his wife's creamed pussy.

"Grazie Signore Barilla, and thank you for pleasuring my wife." Maso sincerely thanked Signore Barilla for allowing him to eat the creampie that he was about to lick up and for being with Theresa.

"Prego." Vincente had always appreciated the politeness men showed after he had been with their wife.

Having shown his gratefulness to Signore Barilla, Maso eagerly turned his attention to the majestic sight that now was before him. With his eyes resting on his wife's pussy, he sat down behind her, and just as he did he saw a drop of cum that was about to fall down.

"Mhm." Maso quickly leaned in and licked it up.

Oh, si... He slowly ran his tongue along his wife's labia and felt the deliciousness that was her sweet juices mixed with cum. It was going to be a lunch made in heaven.

"Mhn..." With his hands on her fantastic butt cheeks, he lightly spread them, knowing that once he did her sweet slit would part and cum would flow out.

"Ohh yess." Theresa enjoyed her husband's sweet tongue. She knew how much he loved eating her pussy after a handsome black man had come inside of her, and she loved how proper he was licking up Signore Barilla's cum.

Oh, si... He held his tongue out as far as he could, and as he had expected, once he spread her cheeks, sperm flowed out and onto his awaiting tongue.

"Mhmm." Maso kept his tongue like that until his mouth was full of cum, and then hurried to swallow it so that he could stick his tongue back out to catch another flow of cum. After having swallowed another half mouthful of semen, he slowly began to lap her slimy pussy.

Mmm... As Maso closed his eyes and enjoyed Theresa's creamy pussy, his heart was filled with such happiness and content. To think that this was a daily occurrence. He felt truly blessed.

A couple of minutes earlier, over by Signore Costa and Bianca, Steno had awkwardly made his presence known by knocking out a coatrack. After apologizing, Steno had watched the handsome black man bury his cock inside Bianca, where he had exploded, and filled her pussy to the brink with hot cum.

Whereas Maso was eating Theresa from behind, Steno was now on his back with his girlfriend Bianca straddling his face.

"Mghng." Steno tongued Bianca's pussy as cum flowed into his mouth. It was one of his favorite positions to be in, if not his absolute favorite position.

"Oh, si Steno." Bianca loved the feeling of her boyfriend's tongue against her labia after a sexy black man, like Signore Costa, had taken her to such heights of pleasure.

Over by his sewing desk, near the window to his store, Giovanni let out another small sigh. He had seen Theresa's husband and Bianca's boyfriend enter the store, and when he had gotten up to get some more fabric, Giovanni had glanced over and seen Maso kneeled behind Theresa. The only thing that Giovanni had thought of at that moment, had been how magical it would be to perform the same romantic gesture on Daniella. Something he had thought about many a time when he had gone to bed late at night.

Once again his eyes wandered across the street, where they were met by Daniella. This time, however, Giovanni managed to eek out a gentle smile, which in turn was greeted by a similar smile from Daniella.

Across the charming and masonry-built town, Alberto had made it to Marino's, a small general store, which also served as the local post office. Through an open window just above the store, the heavy moans of a woman flooded the stone laid street outside.

"Ohh ohhh sii Arrigo, siii!"

On the other side of the street, on a bench, two elderly men joyfully looked up at the window.

"Sure brings back some memories, doesn't it?" Like it was yesterday, Nino could see the euphoric smile of his late wife when she got in bed with a handsome black man.

"Si, it sure does." Andreino closed his eyes, and for just a moment he was back in his old house, and in front of him, he could see his wife with her legs spread and a big black man on top of her, pounding her hard.

Both men sighed whilst they once again enjoyed the woman's moans.

Alberto, having stepped off of his cargo bike glanced up at the open window and felt his penis grow as he listened to the woman's cries of pleasure. He was more than certain that she was in the arms of a black man, and for a split second, Alberto imagined that it was Adriana up there. With that picture in his head and a small smile on his face, he entered Marinos.

Luckily there weren't too many people in the store, just a couple of women browsing, and another woman by the front counter talking to Salvator Marino, the owner of the store.

"Sounds like Alessandra is having quite the time with Arrigo upstairs." Clara Mondadori gave Salvator a joyful glance whilst she looked over at the stairs behind him. The stairs led upstairs to the Marino's living room and to their bedroom where she knew her friend Alessandra was in bed with the young and very attractive black man.

"Si." There was no hiding Salvator's cheerful mood knowing that his wife was upstairs in bed with the young black man. There was also no hiding the discoloration on the crotch of his pants where he had come earlier.

Suddenly as several thumping sounds were heard from above, both Salvator and Clara looked up at the ceiling, where they saw a small but clear bounce in the wooden boards. Each of the thumps coincided with a loud female moan.

The smile on Salvator's face grew even larger as he knew that the thumps were caused by the crooked leg on their bed, which meant that Arrigo must really be giving it to Alessandra.

Upstairs, just above the store downstairs, a somewhat chubby woman in her late forties had just buried her face in the pillow in front of her. Behind her, with a firm grip on her wide hips, a thin but muscular black man was shoving his sizable cock in and out of her ass with considerable power.

"Uh! Uh! Uhh! Uhh!" The twenty-one-year-old Arrigo Longo had been home from University for a couple of days visiting his father. Whilst home he had made sure to visit the gorgeous woman who had shown him the pleasures of a woman's ass.

"Uh! Amo il tuo culo!" As Arrigo's big balls slapped against Alessandra hefty ass cheeks, he called out how much he loved her butt.

"Cazzo quanto é grosso." Alessandra managed to lift her head off from the pillow for a moment, to moan out how much she loved Arrigo's big black cock. There was nothing she loved more than having a sexy black man stuff her tight hole. To say that she was in heaven would have been an understatement.

"Get up here!" Arrigo fully buried his cock in Alessandra's ass whilst he grabbed her arms and helped pull her up to him. He just had to feel her lips and her thick tits.

"Ohh!" Alessandra was suddenly back up in Arrigo's arms and felt him grab her huge and floppy breasts, squeezing them hard whilst he leaned his head around her and kissed her.

Mmm... Arrigo slid his tongue between her lips where he found her awaiting tongue. At the same time, his fingers melted into Alessandra's soft and voluminous breasts. He so loved her chubby body.

"I love your hot body!" He had to gasp out before locking lips with her again, all the while slowly moving his hips, trying to push his thick cock deeper into her ass.

Just as his balls pressed hard against her ass and his fingers found her big and sensitive nipples, Alessandra could feel a pleasure bomb go off inside of her.

"Ohhhhhhh Arrigooooo!" She cried out in an immensely powerful orgasm.

Downstairs Salvator was slowly ringing up Clara's purchase, whilst at the same time glancing back up at the ceiling, and when he heard his wife call out Arrigo's name, he knew that she was having an orgasm, which also pushed him over the edge.

"Uh uhh uhhh." Salvator let out a few small grunts as several meager spurts of cum once again soaked the front of his pants.

"Hehe." Clara giggled. She knew that Salvator was cumming in his pants. Which made her think of her husband. She so loved to glance over at him and see his small penis spurt a nice little load when she was with a handsome black man. It was just so romantic.

Upstairs, Arrigo enjoyed the sound of Alessandra's sweet and orgasmic moans. His hands were still relishing in the softness of her thick body and her amazing breasts. His cock still deep in her ass. A part of his wanted to keep pounding her, but his mind was set on cumming all over her astonishing body.

"Sto per venire!" He called out that he was going to come.

"Ohhh." Alessandra, who was still panting heavily from her orgasm, couldn't believe her fortune. This tremendously sexy man had just fucked her beyond belief and given her such intense climaxes, and now she was going to get to experience his big and amazing load.

"Oh sii, dammelo tutto." Feeling Arrigo pull his thickness out of her ass, Alessandra moaned that she wanted all of his cum as she quickly rolled over onto her back.

"Oh yeahh." Arrigo stroked his cock hard whilst he ogled her fine chubby body from where he sat on his knees between her spread legs. His throbbing cock stood straight out over her fluffy belly. He just loved her fleshy body.

"Oh siii!" Alessandra looked up at Arrigo with such anticipation. She had squeezed her huge and pillowy breasts together with her arms, knowing how much he loved coming on them.

"Ahhh!" With one last stroke and one last glance down at Alessandra's pretty face, Arrigo erupted like an explosive volcano.

"Ahhhh!" The initial burst of cum shot with such intensity that it cleared her entire body and face, whilst the second and third stream landed on her face and hair.

Oh sii mmmm... Alessandra felt the warm and hot cum splash across her face and on her tits. A miniature orgasm rushed through her body just from the sensation of a black man coming on her.

"Ahh ahhhh!" Even though he was still at the mercy of his powerful and very ongoing ejaculation, Arrigo managed to open his eyes and was able to enjoy the sight of his cum splashing all over Alessandra fleshy breasts.

"Siii." Alessandra moaned as more stringy cum shot out from Arrigo black cock and landed on her body.

Divino... Thoughts of heavenly bliss were all that popped into Alessandra's mind.

"Ahh ahhhh..." Arrigo could feel the last sensation of his climax leave his body as he slowly sunk forward and buried his thick black cock between Alessandra's milky breasts, whilst holding himself up with one arm on each side of her.

"É stato incredibile." Alessandra panted and smiled up at Arrigo. That was amazing was what she told him as he slid his big cock between her huge and cum splashed breasts.

"Il tuo corpo e' pazzesco." Ariggo breathed heavily as he looked into Alessandra's eyes and told her that her body is insane.

"Grazie." Alessandra smiled and thanked him for the wonderful compliment whilst she kept her breasts pressed together, feeling his awe-inspiring cock slowly gliding between her cleavage.

"I need to get something to drink. Do you want anything?" Arrigo let out another huge breath, smiled and stood up. His cock still dripping cum.

"Oh, do you want me to get it?" Alessandra wanted to serve the handsome black man who had given her so much pleasure just now.

"No, I want you just like that when I get back." Arrigo wanted to admire Alessandra's thick and naked body when he got back from the kitchen with some water for both of them.

"Oh, grazie." Alessandra felt so sexy. All her life she had been rather chubby, and all her life she had been flooded with generous compliments from handsome black men.

Spettacolare... Arrigo gave his softening cock a thug as he looked back at Alessandra's spectacular body before he left the room for the kitchen. Even though he had just been with her, he was already hungry for more.

After Arrigo went out into the kitchen, Alessandra took her time to really enjoy the copious amount of sperm she had on her body and face. Running her fingers through the slimy mess on her huge breasts, she found herself thinking of her loving husband Salvator.

Mmm... She smiled. She knew that if he had been up here, she would be mushing her breasts against his face and he would be licking them clean.

Down in the store, Salvator had just waved goodbye to Clara.

"Buona sera, signore Marino." Alberto was still lightly winded after having just come in his pants from the enticing moans from upstairs. That, along with the cover of Musica e dischi, which Alberto had spotted on the magazine rack when he had entered had been more than enough to make him spurt. The cover had featured one of Alberto's favorite singers, Laurina. She had been nude and in a sensuous embrace with a good looking and equally as naked black man.

"Buona sera, Alberto." Salvator smiled. He was happy to see the young man, he had been meaning to order some bottle from Alberto's father's vineyard.

"I think there's a package for my father," Alberto glanced over the list of things he needed to pick up from various shops around town.

"I believe there is." Salvator nodded and went into the back room, where he found the package labeled Reliquie preziose Africane. Salvator, of course, recognized the popular online store, Prized African Relics, where one could buy replicas of African art and memorabilia.

A couple of years ago, Salvator had even bought a small statuette for Alessandra to celebrate their wedding anniversary. The statuette had been a replica of the L'eroe tribale, The Tribal Hero. The original had been on display in a museum in Rome, on loan from the Kenyan artist Kwemoi, where Salvator and Alessandra had seen it, and Alessandra had fallen in love with it.

The statuette featured an African tribal warrior portrayed in ebony marble and three Italian women portrayed in white alabaster. The warrior was behind the three women, leaning over the woman in the middle. Half of his cock buried inside her ass. The statuette was not only viewable from behind, but it was highly desirable from every angle. From the front, you could see the detailed expression of the women. The woman in the middle had the most blissful expression on her face, whilst the other two women were riddled with envy and lust.

L'eroe tribale even had a true story behind it. It took place in the 1920s when three Italian explorers and their wives were surrounded by a group of hyenas. Naturally, the men had rifles with them, but none of them were very good shots. So after having emptied their rifles, and only managed to scare the hyenas away for a short time, they were once again surrounded by the hyenas. Luckily, a brave warrior from the Ematabu tribe had been on a long and successful hunt, when he spotted the group in distress. Selflessly he raced over and managed to spear one of the hyenas and wound several more before the hyenas eventually ran off.

Needless to say, the group of Italian explorers was beyond thankful for the heroic act of the tribal man. Their wives even more so, as they pleasured the African man all night long, and what he enjoyed the most were their tight asses.

Afterward, the explorers knew that they had to do something special for the tribesman, so they commissioned the Kenyan artist Kwemoi to immortalize the man and his brave deed. One of the pieces that Kwemoi created was the L'eroe tribale.

"Here you are." Salvator put the rectangular package, weighing about eight pounds, on the counter in front of Alberto.

"Grazie." Alberto crossed off Marino's on his list.

"Will there be anything more?" Salvator asked.

"No, I think that is it signore Marino, Grazie." Alberto was about to pick up the package when Salvator paused him.

"Then, perhaps I could order a few bouquets. The last ones sold faster than, well the ones before that." Salvator smiled and laughed.

"Oh si, of course." Alberto took out his notebook and wrote down Salvator Marino's order.

Across the small but lively town, Isabella stood in front of a full-size mirror in Floriana's Boutique, admiring the dress she had just put on.

"It fits you perfectly." Floriana had kneeled down to straighten out the hem of the Valentina dress. A brand that was known for its gorgeous see-through dresses and gowns.

Floriana herself wore a Valentina outfit. Her skirt was of a dim gray fabric that conformed around her hips and butt like a second skin. Her blouse, a patterned white blouse that emphasized and showed off her perfectly shaped C-cups.

"It's so beautiful that I just had to try it..." Isabella almost glowed when she looked at herself in the mirror. The dress hugged her slim body in just the right ways, and though it was essentially sheer, there were lines of fabric that formed a sexy pattern across her breasts and nether regions that slightly covered them.

"I just wish that it wasn't so expensive." Isabella sighed knowing that she probably couldn't afford it.

"Well, there might just be a way..." Floriana had seen Isabella in her boutique many times before, and she had noticed that the young woman had quite the eye when it came to fashion.

"Oh?" Isabella turned around.

"I'm thinking about hiring someone to help me out in the store..."