My Fucking Quarantine – Roma Version

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“Oh, fuck it!” I exclaimed.

I just barely landed in Rome when it was announced that the entire country of Italy was now under a mandatory lockdown. This trip had been in the works for most of my life, only to be ruined by this blasted coronavirus crap that everyone and their uncle had recently dismissed as just a Chinese problem. Whatever it might be, it wasn’t that anymore.

“You have a hotel booked, signor?” I heard a rather silky voice behind me.

“Si, Ho una stanza e sembra che rimarrò bloccato lì per tutta la mia vacanza, invece di vedere Roma come previsto,” I attempted enough Italian to rant properly.

“Well, signor, you’re better off than me. I was just kicked out by my sister because her husband made a pass at me and I told her about it. Care to guess who she blamed? Little tip, signor … we Italian girls are remarkably tolerant about many liberties and indiscretions, but don’t weasel out of things. If you fuck around, don’t deny, but don’t flaunt it too much, either. Just let it go. He’s a weasel, but that’s what she gets for marrying a former seminary student. He probably still thinks that she ruined his chance to be Pope! Silly man!” the sultry local snorted with mixed worry and disgust.

“He probably could have just said that he was a bit drunk or something,” I pointed out.

“Precisely! I mean, who knows, under the right circumstance, especially with this quarantine, he could have pulled off the magical threesome with sisters … but no, he threw that away by blaming me as if I am at fault! Anyway, may I … join you in your suite … so I don’t get in trouble or get infected?” the woman asked me now, clearly desperate.

“Sure, why not? At the very least, I have company and that beats utter solitude. It’s likely to be the dullest vacation of my life as it is. Not what I wanted from going to Rome at all,” I grumbled, offering her a spot next to me on the ride to my hotel.

“Oh, I can promise you canlı bahis that it won’t be dull, signor. It might be many things, but boring isn’t one of them. Vittoria Buono. My sister’s name is Fiorenza, in case she ever comes to her senses and drops that weasel, Evaristo. If she does, maybe I’ll slip her your number, so you can fuck her, too,” the Italian cutie, now much calmer, laughed as she pulled out a cigarette.

“Here’s a light for you … and did you just say … what I thought I heard?” I belatedly realized what Vittoria intended for me as I lit up her cancer stick.

“See, gets ’em every time! You know, I don’t mind lotharios myself. Especially American ones. Your inner turmoil over that silly Puritan stuff makes you rather entertaining! As I said, it’s weasels like Evaristo! I just wish that he’d get out of Fi’s life and stop wasting it! Make room for someone like you! Fun, friendly, honest, not pretentious! Si, signor, I can tell!” Vittoria winked as she planted a kiss on my mouth.

“Wow … just wow!” I chuckled now, as we finally reached the hotel and entered a very packed lobby.

“Signor Anton Mancini, si?” the concierge surprised me by singling me out, “you did not mention a female companion when you reserved the suite!”

“Sono la sua padrona,” Vittoria winked at the concierge now, making him laugh and wink back.

“Fammi vedere la foto di tua moglie, signore, e saprò se sei fortunato come questo ti fa sembrare,” the concierge then ribbed me gently and shook my hand heartily, “Abbi cura di questo, mia bellezza. Avremo bisogno del maggior numero possibile di stranieri che ci patrocineranno in futuro,” he then urged Vittoria with a kiss to her hands.

“Mancini, eh? That’s rather Italian yourself, but Anton isn’t,” Vittoria noted with some amazement as she put her hands in mine to show me off.

“It’s Romanian. My mother came from Bucharest. Long story on that,” I explained, getting more kisses from a suddenly bahis siteleri amorous Vittoria.

As soon as we were safely inside the suite, Vittoria began tearing off my clothes, not wasting any time at all. Her luscious, dirty blonde hair fell down in radiant waves against her olive-tanned flesh as she slipped me so much tongue that I could taste her lunch! When she knelt and took my cock into her hungry mouth, I damn near buckled from the intensity of her eager fellatio. Whatever I thought that I was doing, I didn’t seduce her … she enticed me! She had a ravenous appetite for sex and I was her preferred source of nourishment.

“Fuck, yeah!” I cussed, as Vittoria forced out every drop of my spunk into her waiting throat.

I was about to piss, but she didn’t let go of my dick, no matter what I tried to tell her. My new Italian lover was determined to swallow my amber fluids just as she had with my white-hot jizz. I held onto her head for dear life and hoped that I didn’t topple as she drained my bladder just as she had with my balls. I knew, on some primal level, what this meant. She hadn’t waited for me to mark my territory. She had marked herself as mine. For life. This was no mere casual tryst. Vittoria belonged to me for good now, by her own design and certainly not by accident.

“Oh, God, honey!” I exclaimed, even as she rose and shed her own clothes in a rush.

“That’s what you get for being so delicious, my love! I’m already addicted. Fiorenza already shares Evaristo, but at least you’ll be worth sharing. He’s not even worth keeping at all! I might fuck him, anyway, though, just to throw off his suspicions while you bed my sister. She needs this, too! A man like you belongs to love … so you belong to all women, but I belong to you alone. You … own … this! Forever!” Vittoria declared to my shock, throwing off her jaded European facade.

“If that’s true, do I get to fuck your ass?” I teased my new lover, who bahis şirketleri snickered in response before bending over a table and spreading her cheeks.

“Take it, signor! Use my bottom! It’s yours now!” Vittoria encouraged me as I began pushing into her proffered butthole.

“Damn, you don’t waste any time, do you? I thought that Italians were never in a huge rush!” I commented while ravaging her tight, slick, and hot asshole.

“What did you expect, slow, romantic seduction? Sure, in the movies or books, of course, but right now? People are sick and dying, we’re trapped inside, and I’m on the outs with my own sister because of her idiot husband! It’s really quite simple for me … I fell madly for you the moment that you made that quip about Evaristo using the drunk excuse.

“It was then that I realized that we were truly on the same page, that you understood me, what I was about! It was then that I knew that I rightfully belonged to you, ahead of anyone else, including myself! I was a slut looking for her owner to claim her and have his way with her,” Vittoria encouraged me further as I rammed her rump as vigorously as I could.

“Well, when we get out of here, I won’t hold you to that, unless you wish to be held to it,” I promised Vittoria, making her clench her butt muscles around my prick.

“Now, you listen to me, you sweet, silly American goat! I’m going to be your wife and Fiorenza will be your mistress! That’s just how it is! She won’t even have to leave Evaristo to do that much! She can just place the cuckold’s horns on his head. Why do you think that I gave up my browneye so easily? It’s yours, just like the rest of me! Now, let’s get you cumming up my ass, so we can hit the shower and Jacuzzi together … and then we can get some supper, mio amore! I’m eager to see how good their cooking is for myself. Besides, after supper, you get to impregnate me!” Vittoria stunned me yet again at having such an intense attitude about sex and love compared to many others.

Yeah, I wasn’t wallowing in self-pity anymore. There was too much at stake. Due to the quarantine, there wasn’t much else to do but pursue life, love, and lust with abandon.

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