Bellissima! Novels & Stories

Upon returning to her, I kissed her entire backside and reached for her neck, carefully pulling her up and whispering to her as I kissed her ear, "Tell me what you need, Bellissima." Her body trembled with anticipation as she responded with a deep sigh. Her eyes burned with desire as she turned to face me. She gripped my hand and whispered, "Fuck me now." She kissed me hard as I placed myself between her wet core, the tip of my cock at her entrance. Slowly, I entered her, letting her body adjust to me. When I pushed in, she moaned as her body welcomed my hardness. My hands were on her hips, guiding my movement as I thrust deeper and deeper into her. Our bodies moved together in a deep, passi

Miss Tellaro was gazing at a milliner's window on the opposite side of the road, apparently rapt in admiration of a yellow satin bonnet embossed with orange leopard-spots, and bound with a green figured ribbon, but at Mrs Andromeda's next words she turned her head and unwillingly paid attention to what was being said.

"You gave me two lovely sons. The joy of my life. You've always protected me. Loved me to the moon and back. I definitely can't doubt that for a second. Today is just one of the days I wouldn't want to see the end." Sighing with absolute delight, Thalia smirked, taking a gulp of wine in. "That was beautiful. Absolutely the perfect words to say. And I want to tell you Gabriella Sanroman. My darling wife. That I've loved you, I love you and will always love you. It doesn't matter the time or place. Not even death will ever stop me from loving you. I promise you that, my chi-chi-ca." Just as they had settled down to converse and finish up their wine, the boys showed up with trays of food from t

Perfetto! [Non puoi soddisfarmi a letto, tesoro. - you can't satisfy me in bed, darling. Mi piacerebbe! - Would like that! Alfa? - Alpha? Inteligente! - Smart! Se questo è un complemento - if that's a complement

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She would have dived right out of bed if she weren’t aware that she was wearing the sheerest leaf green bra ever fashioned and matching panties that made a mockery of the name. "Sexy soft smoky gray—no, don’t move away," he said when she went to do just that, and with a lithe shift of his body, he rolled onto his side and propped his head on the heel of his hand so he could look down into her wary face and the scented fire flow of her hair where it spread across the pillow. "Bellissima," he chanted softly. "La Signora Bella De Santis." "No," she denied. "Will you stop calling me beautiful?"

I suddenly said. "What?" Nandez, who had been hitherto enjoying the view, turned to face me. "My name's Amelia." I smiled, brightly, and winked. "That's a beautiful name, for a beautiful woman. Bellismo." He chuckled. "And what does that mean?" I threw a glaring look at the waitress who hurried away. He drew close, and leaned in. I didn't turn away this time, enjoying the feel of his breath against my skin. "It means 'beautiful,' you are beautiful Amelia." He whispered.

I said to myself as I turned dancing my way through the crowd to some group of girls. " what are you beautiful ladies doing alone?"I mocked . " hey, handsome "the lady in yellow armless short gown called out, moving closer tor. as she puts her hands on my shoulder. "hey, beautiful!" I replied placing my hands on her waist . we both started rocking our body against each other. "you remember me right?" she asked looking up at me. "bellisima ?" she added, giggling . I have called a lot of ladies I fuck bellisima, meaning beautiful in italian. how the hell am I supposed to recall every single one! I thought looking down at her. I forced a smile .

Her best friend was the white rose type, pure and untainted but she was damn sexy in that black dress. " You are so beautiful." Those words left vee's mouth involuntarily. She was one to appreciate beautiful things. " Thankyou but Vee,do you really want me to go out dressed like this?" Sheila asked. " Why not? what's wrong with what you are wearing? I bet all Men will have their attention glued to you tonight!" Vee beamed. " Sit here,let get your hair fixed and alittle matte lipstick and everything will be perfect." Vee added pulling Sheila to One of the little sofas in the room.

I commanded as she bit on my shoulder to suppress her screāms, but I yanked on her hair harder and pushed my fingers in her pūssy faster, prolonging her orgāsm as she released a loud screām. Her screām alone had me ruining the inside of my pants and I’m sure Rocco will have an extra long shower tonight. “Bellissima.” (Italian for “Beautiful”.) I praised her as she opened her eyes while she took deep breaths to control her panting. I finally removed my fingers from her wet pūssy before placing them into her mouth. “Taste yourself.” I told her as she sucked my middle finger while I licked my thumb, looking deep into her hungry eyes.