Three Day Leave Day Two

Three Dave Leave – DAY 2
A knock on the door awakened Doug early the next morning and he quickly beat a path to the adjoining bathroom. After relieving himself, he took a quick shower under the tepid flow of water, shaved, and brushed hid teeth. Entering the kitchen, he was delighted to see a demure, though glowing, Maria talking to her mother. She was explaining they would be spending the day at Pompeii.
Their bus was leaving in less than an hour and they would get something to eat on the way to the terminal. It would be late when they returned. She would let Doug into the house through her apartment so as not to awaken the family.
As they left the house, Maria said they should stop at the market and purchase food for the day.
They entered a small shop adjacent to the Codero home and purchased a large round loaf of brown bread, a block of cheese and two liters of red wine. Upon leaving the shop, Maria turned to Doug and said she had been to Pompeii many times and, with her seductive smile, asked if he really wanted to fight crowds on busses or, would he rather her tell him about the ancient ruins in the comfort and seclusion of her apartment.
Pompeii held no such interest that would rival a day alone with the auburn haired beauty. He was quick to respond.
The heavy door, hardly noticed before, between her father’s house and the small shop, led into a narrow alley. At the end of the alley was a wide stairway leading to a second floor landing. Bolting the heavy door behind them, they proceeded to climb the stairs to Maria’s apartment.
The apartment was immaculately clean, compact and dimly lighted. It consisted of a combination kitchen/sitting area, a bedroom and a bath with a large old fashioned, square, white ceramic tile tub. Doug moved to deposit their purchases on the small table in the kitchen area. When he turned back to Maria, He saw that she had removed her wrap and was holding out her hand for his coat. After placing the garments in a large wardrobe, she took his hand and led him into her bedroom. The large bed dominated the small room that otherwise held only a nightstand, two chairs and a second wardrobe.
Maria stepped close, kissed him deeply, and said, ” I’m glad you decided to let Pompeii wait”. She stroked his face with her soft hands and began to unbutton his shirt. With trembling fingers Doug fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. She removed his shirt and tee shirt kissing his chest and teasing his erect nipples with her hot tongue before completing the job of removing her blouse he had so awkwardly begun.
She wore no support for her exquisitely beautiful breasts. They protruded from her chest as if supported by an invisible bra. Large erect nipples crowned her peaked aureoles. Doug immediately began to feast on them, sucking them into his almost dry mouth and twirling his tongue over them. After a few moments, Maria gently pushed him away and began to loosen his belt and unbutton his trousers, letting them fall to the floor. She then knelt to pull his skivie shorts down to the floor.
While kneeling in front of me, she took his erection into her mouth and sucked it deep into her throat, letting her rough tongue massage the most sensitive area of his penis at the base of it’s crown. This extreme pleasure was short lived, as she stood, quickly shed her skirt, and sat in one of the large armchairs. She placed a leg on either arm of the chair, stroked her soft furred bush, and spread the lips of her labia exposing her glowing erect clitoris. With her devilish grin she asked if he had remembered the lesson of the previous night.
Eager to demonstrate his newly acquired talent, he quickly moved to her and knelt on the thick carpet. He let the flat of his tongue rest briefly on her opening before taking her own erection into his mouth, sucking greedily and swirling his tongue around the throbbing digit. he could feel and taste the (now to him) sweet juices emanating from her. He inserted a finger into her opening and stroked the inside of her vagina. Two fingers, then three soon replaced the one finger. Maria mewed softly and began to tremble.
By now, his chin was cupped in the palm of his hand and he had lost himself in concentration and his pleasure at pleasing this gorgeous creature.
After a few moments, her breath became raspy, her body trembled, and she uttered hoarse words in her native tongue. Grasping his head, she pulled his face tight to her steaming opening and violently thrust her vagina against his mouth. Doug could feel an almost spurt of her hot juices as they flooded from her clitoris into his mouth and hand. Holding him thus for several moments, her trembling slowly subsided as her breathing returned to near normal. Doug was so hard; he thought he could have struck matches on his cock.
Leaning over, Maria took his face between her hands and kissed his face, eyes, and mouth. With her hot tongue she traced wet patterns from his ears down his neck to the erect nipples of his chest. Nips from her sharp even teeth and the sucking from her talented mouth were driving him to distraction.
Placing her hands on his hips, she gently motioned for him to stand. As he did so, she captured his hard member in the steaming hot cavity of her mouth and sucked a high vacuum around the throbbing organ. Stroking his scrotum with the soft palm of her hand, she let her finger glide over his perineum and trace a gentle path around his anus. Her touch was electric, his sphincter contracted tightly and the involuntary thrust of his hips drove his penis deeper into her throat.
As she abandoned the throbbing member, she took his hand and led him to the other chair in the room.