by Audrey Storm
“I thought I'd pick it up as I go along, or maybe a friendly local would teach me,” she replied, turning her body towards him. As she did so, a long strand of black hair fell over her face and shaded her eyes, creating an air of mystery about her. He introduced himself as Raul, and as he leaned in to kiss her on both cheeks she breathed in his deep, masculine scent, and it was fortunate she was already sitting down, for her knees trembled. The sheer force of his masculine aura was unnerving. He was beautiful in a primal, savage way, and it was in this manner that her attraction manifested itself.
Where I had been drawn to Matt emotionally, this was something entirely different. It seized my soul and spoke to me on an instinctual level. I knew nothing about this man yet I wanted him more than anything.
With sparkling eyes she looked at him and there was an undercurrent of sexual tension pervading their conversation.
“So you are American, a Disney princess? Where is your prince?” he said in his smooth, honeyed accent. Whenever he spoke, Emma tingled and sparks shot through her body.
“I'm starting to think that there aren't any princes in the world,” she said. Raul took mock offense and backed away, holding up his hands.
“I assure you I am nothing but a gentleman,” he said, and then took her hand and planted his lips upon it softly, leaving a gentle kiss. Emma looked around, a little embarrassed at the gesture; but secretly, she liked the attention. Her heart was beating rapidly whenever they brushed against each other, and she felt sweat prickle on her skin for the heat was palpable.
We seemed to speak about nothing. I cannot recall anything he said to me, all I know is that every word was music to my ears. I found him irresistible. It was a feeling that I had never known before and I wasn't quite sure how to process it, but as I looked over at Jessica and Pierre, who were now in the process of making out, I knew that the best attitude was to go for it. Life is too short for regrets. Life is about experiences, and to grow as a person I have to take risks and push myself out of my comfort zone. As we spoke, I knew I wanted him, and I knew where the night was leading. That's when Emilio joined us.
Chapter 6
Emma and Raul were deep in conversation when another man approached. He was the same age as Raul and just as handsome. He was a little taller and a little more muscular, and Emma couldn't believe that these two men were standing, talking to her. Again, she was greeted by a kisses on the cheek, but as he leaned in, he slipped her hand around her curvy waist and squeezed. The sensation sent shock waves reverberating through her body.
“This is my friend, Emilio,” he said, and then turned to his friend. “This is Princess Emma from America.” Emma slapped Raul playfully on the arm.
“I'm not a princess!” she said.
“You are as beautiful as one,” Emilio said, and promptly ordered drinks for all of them. Emma laughed in their presence and sipped on her drink, feeling so far away from home. Never would anything like this happen back in America. Barcelona was proving to be an enlightening city, and she'd only been there a day.
Suddenly the lights darkened. Emma looked around in panic.
“Don't worry, now it is time to dance,” Raul said, placing a reassuring hand on Emma's shoulder before backing into the main floor. The music, which had played softly in the background, now rose in volume until it filled the restaurant. The candles continued to flicker on the tables, while softer lights glowed on the dance floor. The music was slow and passionate, and Emma found herself pulled on the dance floor by Emilio. Sweaty bodies converged on the middle of the floor, and Emma soon found herself consumed by the rhythm. Raul and Emilio were showing her how to dance in a Spanish style. They moved their bodies in harmony and spun around her, all flailing arms and snapping feet. Emma laughed to herself as she watched them, but the laughter soon subsided as they moved in more closely, and the heat of their bodies mingled with hers. The middle of the floor was claustrophobic and stifling, and Emma's loose clothes clung to her sticky body, but she surrendered to the passion of the dance.
Her eyes closed as the music took over. Raul and Emilio were either side of her, sandwiching her in their heat. Their arms ran around her body, turning her this way and that, pulling her into them and then passing her to the other. Her soft curves pressed against their hard, hot muscles, and as her body was pulled into them she felt their sweat sizzle against her skin. Her breaths turned into gasps as the arousal swept through her body and she felt herself descend into unknown depths of desire.
The two men played havoc with her senses and she was almost afraid of the intense sensations coursing through her body. When her eyes caught theirs she could see that they had the same idea as her. As they drew her into them she felt herself succumbing to her wildest desires. First, she kissed Raul, then Emilio.
When I kissed them, something happened inside me. I wasn't the same person as I had been. I felt awakened, like I had been born anew. It didn't seem wrong or something I should have been ashamed of. It just felt natural.
After she'd kissed both of them, they continued dancing. The men were grinding against her and in the heat of the dance she reached down to feel the outlines of their thick bulges that were calling to her from within their jeans. Their hands were over her as well, tearing at her breasts, running up her inner thigh, causing a deep burn to spread through her. Their teeth bit into the nape of her neck and their tongues danced together as their three bodies moved in perfect harmony. The song continued, but now Emma's body was singing a different tune. She caught their big, strong hands in hers and led them away from the floor.
“I've never done anything like this before,” she said as she kissed Emilio and felt Raul run his hands down her back, squeezing her ample ass. “But I want you both. Show me what men from Barcelona can do to me,” she said, her voice low and raw.
“You're a big woman but I think the both of us can take you,” Raul said greedily, and Emma was turned on by the lust in their eyes. Raul caught a cab and the three of them went back to Raul's apartment. While in the cab, the two men were kissing Emma and fondled her, and she welcomed their touch. Her arm curled around to caress their cheeks, running along the stubble that peppered their jaws. It was a whole new world.
I was completely overtaken by desire and just listening to what my body was saying. My mind was screaming at me and kept asking me what I was thinking and tried to make me scared of what people would think, but they were irresistible and hot, and they made me feel alive.
The three of them tumbled into Raul's apartment. Emma found herself pressed against the wall with the two hot hands clawing at her clothes. She writhed and her head twisted this way and that, catching the lips of the others. Hot breaths burst out of her mouth and her chest heaved, slick with glistening sweat. She ran her hands down their chests and their shirts popped open, revealing taut torsos with rippling muscles. As her hands drifted down they collected drops of sweat, and she flushed with excitement as she felt the swollen outlines waiting for her.
Raul and Emilio's mouths were all over her body. One of them kissed her while the other moved down, peeling away her clothes to expose her ardent flesh. Then they switched. Her eyes closed until she couldn't tell the difference between them. A wide smile broke out upon her face as her body became alive with desire. They pulled her through to the bedroom and twisted her around between them. Their hands were running through her black mane and pulling her head in different directions. Soon enough she was naked and pushed down so that she was perched on the end of the bed.
Raul dropped to his knees and kissed her breasts while Emilio sat beside her and locked lips with Emma. She kissed him hungrily, enjoying the feeling of the pleasure swimming through her body. Occasionally, she managed to squeeze her eyes open and glance down at Raul, watching him bury himself in her ample breasts. He took her erect nipples in his mouth and sucked them hard, devouring her, causing pain to blur with pleasure. She moaned as she felt his strong hands pull down the rest of her clothes and reveal her fe
minine essence. His fingers and tongue danced together, creating a kaleidoscope of desire inside her. Everything twitched and shuddered and she was left breathless as Emilio continued to kiss her, but then the two of them rose to their full height and stood before her.
She looked at them greedily and ran her hands down their thighs as they slowly unzipped their jeans and stepped out of them, pulling away their underwear to reveal their erections. Emma gazed at them with lust. She bit her lip as she reached out and touched them. Both were long and thick, a perfect size for her.
“Double the pleasure, double the fun” was what I was thinking, and I was filled with uncontrollable lust. I took them in my hands and played with them. God, it was so amazing. I had one in each hand and watched these gods among men moan and grunt with pleasure.
She twisted and stroked them, moving them closed and closer until she could feel the heat scorching her skin. She parted her lips and kissed one, then the other, continually pleasuring them with her hands as she did so. She rubbed them all over her face and sucked them deeply, swirling her tongue around them until they were coated in a thick layer of her saliva. She moaned in contentment as her warm lips wrapped around them, and felt the pulsing veins twitch in her mouth. Emma smiled, and brought them together. Opening her jaws so wide that they ached, she took them both in her mouth and planted soft kisses on them. The hands of the men were pulling her hair back and grabbing her scalp, watching as she made love to them with her mouth.
Drowning in their masculine lust, Emma felt groggy and intoxicated, wanting more and more. Her appetite was such that it would take a lot to quench, as it felt like she had a lifetime of catching up to do. The men then pushed her down and she lay flat on her back as she welcomed their erections inside her. First, Emilio plunged himself inside her, stretching her lips, pounding against her as Raul lay beside her and kissed her. With her eyes open wide she watched Emilio's body twist and tense as he screwed her, his face contorting in sweet bliss as he got deep inside her. Soon enough, they switched and she enjoyed the feeling of Raul being inside her, while she gazed upon the immaculate visage of Emilio's nude form.
Electricity was sparking through my body. It was like I had been taken over by some other-worldly being. I couldn't believe that this was actually happening to me. I'd never dreamed of it before, but in the throes of passion… it was so hot. I was caught in a tornado of pure passion. These two men were devoted to me, and I was devoted to them. We were all slaves to our desire and our souls were on fire.
Sweat poured from her temples as her body rocked on the bed. Her hands rolled into fists and clenched at the sheets before she found herself being pulled down to the floor. Hauled away from Emilio, she soon found herself rolling on the floor, entwined with Raul. There was so much mystery contained with these two men, so much that she still didn't know about that, but that only added to the simmering intensity of the encounter. The complete feeling of abandonment and unbridled passion she was feeling surged through her and overwhelmed her, making her an instrument of lust.
She was kissing Raul, and searched with her eyes for Emilio, who was walking around them. Emma saw his feet and looked up to see his rigid erection towering before her. He wore a grin on his face and then reached down, grabbing a fistful of her hair to pull her up. Raul remained flat on his back as Emilio took Emma's body and made her sit up, adjusting her position with his strong hands. He and Raul joked with each other in Spanish and the foreign language only served to turn Emma on even more.
Although she couldn't understand what they were saying, they were all speaking the same language for their bodies were responding to each other perfectly. They all bristled with sexual energy, and vibrant, orgasmic delight cascaded through her. Raul's hands fell around her curvy waist and her big, beautiful body slid down on his thick cock. Emilio had hold of her and lowered her gently down, watching Raul disappeared inside her. Emma fell forward. Her hands rested on Raul's chest and she could feel his powerful heart beating under his skin. Her hair fell forward as he started to thrust his hips deep and hard, and she felt the waves of pleasure shoot through her.
Then, Emilio grabbed her hair again and pulled her back so that her body arched. Raul's hands moved from her hips to her breasts, and he played with them while Emilio stood to her side and tilted her head back. She let her mouth hang open and welcomed his erection again, sucking long and hard while she was being pumped by Raul. The Spanish men made pleasure course through her entire body. Her eyes darted between one and the other, caught between the two of them in a blitz of erotic delight.
Stifled moans escaped through the edges of her lips as she held Emilio's erection deep within her throat, enjoying every inch of him. With a hand around the base of his shaft, she was in control, but Raul was controlling the rhythmic movements of her body. Fast and slow, he mixed the tempo, until she could feel his body tense as he came closer and closer to climax. Blood was rushing through her as the ecstasy took hold of her, especially since she could feel that Emilio was close too. She pleasured him, sucking hard and long and swirling her tongue around him as she felt him throb. A guttural moan burst from his lips as the threw his head back in utter delight as she felt a thick jet of cream explode in her mouth. He reeled back as she swallowed, and without Emilio holding her she fell forward again. Raul's long, muscular arms wrapped around her and held her close to him. Her body covered him as he lay on the floor, hips thrusting wildly inside her, hands grabbing her flesh as they grew closer and closer and closer. Their moans echoed around their heads and Emma squeezed her eyes shut at all the hot sensations running through her body. Then Raul convulsed violently. Their bodies jerked as he erupted like a volcano, and Emma felt a complete feeling of bliss flood every pore of her body as she lay panting on top of Raul.
Suddenly, she began laughing with delight. Raul looked at her quizzically, but she only answered him with a kiss. She then twisted her body around and beckoned Emilio to come beside her again. She wrapped his arms around her so that she was enveloped in the heat of their bodies.
Chapter 7
And that was my first proper night in Barcelona. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that would happen but it did. After that we made love again, in the bed this time, and I've never known pleasure like it. I'm so far from home, from everything I've ever known, and I've never been happier. I came back to the room to find Jessica and Pierre in bed together and I was happy for them. I didn't expect my travel journal to take this direction but I think perhaps I've found the real secret to a happy life – to do whatever makes you happy. I've experienced what Barcelona has to offer—maybe tomorrow I'll get around to seeing some sights!
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City of Love with My Dad’s Best Friend
City of Love with My Dad’s Best Friend
Chapter 1
Cadence Williams was still sleepy as she made her way towards the kitchen. It was only nine in the morning but she felt like she had just been under a ten thousand pound truck. She got a mug from an overhead cupboard and put it on the counter.
“Oh good, coffee,” she muttered when she found the coffee grinds. She was about to start looking around for the filters when she noticed a fresh pot of coffee. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. The time difference was only five hours but it was really taking a toll on her. She had just poured herself a cup of coffee when her father’s best friend Liam Saunders walked in. He might have been in her father’s age group but every time she thought about him, all she could see was Richard Gere and George Clooney. He might have been older but he was one of the most attractive men she had ever known. And the fact that he worked out to maintain that perfect muscular tone he had and was well versed in fashion didn’t hurt either.
“Hey, you are up already,” he said. “I thought you would be sleeping in today.”
“Yeah…I really want to but I had some emails to reply.”
“I thought the whole idea of being here was to ge
t away from your everyday hassles,” Liam said as he poured himself a coffee.
“It was but hey, when duty calls there is nothing to do but answer the call, right?” Cadence asked as she held her sup in both hands. “You of all people should understand what that is like.”
Liam raised an eyebrow over the other and smiled at her.
“Touché,” he said smiling. When he first started his international marketing business, Liam was the kind of man who would drop everything for the sake of his business and the memory of him running out on a whim was still fresh in Cadence’s mind.
“Wait? You wanted to get started on another pot of coffee?” he asked when he noticed the coffee grinds and box of filters on the counter. “You didn’t smell the fresh grinds? Because I can smell this stuff all the way from the front door.”
“Hey, lack of sleep can do that to you,” she said smiling.
“Clearly. Columbian coffee is like the smartphone when it comes to coffee.”
She smiled.
“I don’t doubt that for a minute.”
“What about you? Are you up to anything today?” Cadence asked as she looked at Liam who shook his head, smiling.
“What kind of host would I be if I just left my guest here?” he asked.
“What if you get one of those calls that you just can’t ignore?” she asked and he shrugged.
“Do you want me to leave you here? Alone?” he asked looking right into her eyes. “Because I can stay if you want me to.”
Cadence took a long deep breath. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do or say. She had a feeling that he was not just talking about staying in the house in case she needed anything. There was more to what he was offering than just being friendly.