Passion

by: ssarg
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This vacation was turning out to be a disaster, no, that wasn't quite right, more like a big disappointment, but however you described it, I was wishing that I was back home in the states rather than being alone in even such an exotic location as Naples! The food was great, the sights were even better, but I was just so damned lonely I could hardly stand it, because after having lived with Josh for the past three years, our break up had almost crushed my spirit. My best friend Lorie had recommended taking a long European vacation to take my mind off of my troubles, but while I should have been enjoying myself, all I could think about was how much I missed him and how I wished I was back in Chicago where I could at least plot to win him back! That night back in my hotel it was the same as the three nights before, dinner in the hotel restaurant, a drink at the bar, and up to bed to cry myself to sleep, which was not exactly what the travel brochures advertised, so after tomorrow morning's sight seeing expedition I would call the airline and make a reservation for an early return flight back home.

The first thing I noticed about him was his dazzling white smile, the kind that lit up a room, and the next thing was his laugh, so easy and gentle, yet the kind that made you want to laugh along with him because it made you so happy! How I ended up down by the water front while the rest of the group was touring the city's main cathedral I'll never know, but the olive skinned young man with the beautiful smile was making a pass at me and while I tried to fight it, I couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of being pursued, after all, it had been a long time! "You are American, no?" he asked softly while staring straight into my eyes as if he was trying to see deep inside of me. "Uh yes, I'm an American," I replied shyly, "are you a native of Naples?" "But of course," he replied smoothly, "and how do you like our city?" "It's the most beautiful city I've ever seen," I replied slightly red faced, "with the volcano and all, it's very romantic!" "It is a city for lovers," he answered, "you know the saying, see Naples and die, but I might add not too quickly!" We both giggled at his little joke before he asked, "And what is your name?" "My name is Melinda, Melinda Knight," I replied, "and what's yours?" "My name is Antonio, but of course everyone calls me Tony," he replied, "would you do me the pleasure of boarding my boat?"

This was it, a very handsome Italian man with a forty foot power boat asking me to come aboard, if I did, who knows where it might lead, and really, was I ready for something like this, especially since I was in such a fragile state of mind! I looked at the boat and back at Tony who was standing there holding out his hand to help me on board, and after taking a deep breath I took his hand and climbed on. Still holding onto my hand he led me up the stairs to the helm, and after warming up the twin diesels for a few minutes, he put her into gear and we headed out of the harbor into the bright blue Mediterranean for a ride. With the wind in my face and the waves crashing against the hull as we powered out to sea, I felt an exhilaration I hadn't felt in a long long time. "This is quite a boat," I commented to Tony, "is it really yours?" He gave my hand a little squeeze and again came that infectious laugh and replied, "If I told you I stole it would you be afraid?" "Y-you didn't steal it, did you," I stammered while a stab of fear shot through me! "Maybe," he teased, "but only from my father, it is our family's craft, but I can assure you that he doesn't mind that I'm using it, especially with such a beautiful young woman, in fact he would be quite proud of me!"

I blushed uncontrollably at that last remark, but whether I liked it or not, it felt more that good to have a man make flattering comments about my appearance, something that Josh hadn't done in months! When we were a good twenty miles off shore, Tony dropped the anchor and announced, "The water is warm, we will go for a swim, follow me!" A pang of panic struck me, but I followed Tony to the rear of the boat where he casually stripped off all of his clothing and dived into the crystal clear water where he treaded water and yelled, "Come on in, I am waiting for you!" "What about a suit," I asked dumbly while staring at his wonderful body in the clear blue water! "You Americans are so modest," he said with a laugh, "there is no suit, Melinda, just take off your dress and join me!" After giving it one last thought, I looked to the heavens for help, and shucked my dress, panties, and bra, and after a moments hesitation, I dove into the warm water and swam over to Tony!

"You have a beautiful body," he whispered after taking me into his arms and holding me close to him, "making love to you will be like making love to a goddess!" Even though the water was very warm, I shivered at the way he spoke of making love to me, and when his hand roamed casually between my legs and onto my bulging mons, I offered no resistance at all! His kiss while passionate, was delicate and sweet, the kind that melted a woman's heart and made me glad that I was a female, so when he gently shoved me towards the boat, I was more than ready to go! It had been almost a month since I had felt the body of a man close to me, and my pent up passion overflowed as our bodies pressed together in an embrace and kiss that made me drench with anticipation of his organ! "My my," he chuckled at my exuberance, "we have all day, Melinda Knight, take your time, savor the moment!" He was right, of course, but my raw sexual energy had bubbled to the surface and nothing I could do or say could hold me back now, and like a lioness in heat, I found his manhood and slid it easily inside of me, while I mounted and rode him like a bitch in heat, which is exactly what I was!

To be filled with a man again, exquisite, the feeling of being a woman, it was more than wonderful, riding a man until you couldn't stand it anymore, grinding your vagina onto his spike until his sperm erupted inside of you, that was how I felt as I rode him to an all consuming orgasm that left us both breathless and shattered on the deck of the gently rolling boat! When he was finally able to speak, he whispered softly, "That was more than making love, it was as though you were possessed by a force out of your control!" I kissed his smooth chest and replied softly, "I'm sorry, but it had been so long for me, I-I just lost my head, please forgive me, I promise I'll make it up to you!" "And how would you do that?" he asked good naturedly. After kissing him softly of the mouth, I looked him in the eyes and replied, "Like this," while sliding down to his groin and taking him gently into my mouth! He gasped at my initial contact with his cock, but soon he was holding my head in his hands and urging me to suck him even harder!

For the rest of the day we swam, made love, and ate on the beautiful boat that lay anchored in the blue waters just off the western Italian coast. Tony's bronze body was in complete contrast to my pale Nordic perfection, and it seemed, at least for that day, we were indeed consumed with each other! That night as we lay in each other's arms, Tony kissed my cheek and asked, "How long will you be staying in Naples?" For the past three hours I had been thinking about that myself, and after a moment’s thought I asked, "When would you want me to go back, Tony?" He cocked his eye and asked, "Are you asking if it were up to me?" I kissed his cheek and replied softly, "You don't have to answer that if you don't want to, I didn't mean to put you on the spot, I'm sorry, in answer to your question, my reservations are for this Saturday." His hand was running up and down my bare back, each time caressing my full bottom, and after pausing to feel my roundness he whispered, "I don't want you to go." With his hand on my ass and the way he was talking, I immediately felt my vagina softly convulse and my breathing become shallow as I stammered, "Y-you want me to stay where?" "Why, with me of course," he whispered back to me, "are you afraid?" "No," I gasped as he rolled me over onto my back and mounted and entered me roughly, "oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh, my!" Never in my life had I had so many orgasms as I had that day with Tony, and for once I was with a man who shared my passion and was ready to give it back to me in kind! As he rammed his thickness in and out of my eager vagina, I wrapped my legs around his tight ass, locking him in place, the place I desired he'd be for the rest of my life!

In our post coital haze, I traced little hearts on Tony's chest and asked softly, "I know that you were under the spell of excitement, but did you mean it, I mean what you said earlier about me staying with you?" Even though it had only been ten minutes or so since we had made love, I could feel his manhood pressing again, insistently against my flat belly, and as we both looked down at it, I knew I had my answer!