An Evening at Valentino's: An Erotic Romance of Strangers To Lovers

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1:55 So for now, just lay back. And enjoy tonight's story. Hi, it's Devlin, and welcome to another episode of Wild in Bed. Your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction, and finger-licking good fantasies. Now, tonight's story is another listener's fantasy. You know, if you want to hear your fantasies narrated right here, then it's so easy for you just to email me at devlinwilddesires.com and I will do my best to bring your fantasy to life. You can know this podcast is best enjoyed laying on your bed. Just put your earbuds in, close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure of my voice moving over and inside you. And when you're ready to submit to my voice and enjoy deep, unending pleasure, just

3:05 go ahead and take a deep breath and hold it for a moment. And then release it with a sigh, letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next 30 minutes or so, it's just you and my voice. This is your time, your time to relax. Your time for sensuous satisfaction. Your time to release that inner woman as you listen to my voice and feel the story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show. Anne stared across the empty table. Another dinner date. Another letdown.

3:47 It would be nice if for once the napkin had actually been used. Or perhaps a text to let her know why. She had put up with this for three years. But tonight was the end. Her and Ryan were done. She had had enough. It was that simple. Raising her hand, the waiter appeared at her table. It was hardly as if he was rushed off his feet. Anne was the only one left in the restaurant and she suspected it was way past closing time. So it was a maze the waiter was still serving her. Of course, she thought to herself, She might convince herself it was her charm and naturally devastating looks if she didn't have a boyfriend that eternally stood her up. A bottle of wine, please, she said, trying to sound confident. The waiter smiled warmly.

4:43 Any particular one, he asked. You choose, she said, managing a smile. You look like a man who would know a good wine. He bows, his eyes never leaving Anne's. Something in those sparkling blue eyes had an empathy, as if he could see straight into her heart and knew exactly what she was feeling. Not to mention that the intensity of that sky blue's gaze was hot as fuck.

5:13 Something about his look made her body tremble, with a lustful need and forget all about Ryan. Watching him walk through to the kitchen, Damn, his ass looked good in those black pants. Every step he took, she could see the muscular contours of his ass through the material. Her gaze had refused to move when he returned, and before she knew it, her eyes were transfixed on the prominent bulge in his pants, her mind drifting to the throbbing mass of pleasure that must be just a short distance away. Damn, if she couldn't imagine his firm and throbbing cock just inches from her mouth, desperate to fill her. Slipping his zipper down, she needed to satisfy this burning ache. She was aware he was talking. He must be.

6:05 His mouth was moving. But she didn't hear a single word. Her brain was still fumbling with his zipper in her erotic daydream. Realising she was licking her lips, she shook her head. Sorry, she muttered. The Bordeaux It is a very friendly wine with a deep passion just beneath the surface. I'm sure it will be perfect for you. He said, pouring her a glass. Will you join me? Anne ventured, suddenly feeling brave. You don't seem to have any customers left apart from me. If any come in, you can always stand up. There won't be any more customers tonight.

6:48 We closed an hour ago. He said with a wide grin. Oh, I'm sorry. I should go. You can close up then. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble with your bosses. Anne said hurriedly, standing to leave. The waiter put his hand firmly on hers and looked her straight into the eyes before saying, I won't get into trouble. I own the restaurant. His chest inflated with pride as he continued.

7:18 And I kept it open for you. This is the third time you've been here, and I've yet to see you eat. Tonight you will eat. The tone in his voice affording no discussion or argument. Anne could only say, oh. As she sat back down. What would you like to eat? He asked, passing Anne a menu. A mischievous smile erupting on his lips, his eyes sparkling. Is the chef still here?

7:49 Anne asked as she looked through the menu. Nope, but it said I can actually cook. His teeth flashed white as that beautifully warm smile dawned over his lips again. My name is Marco, by the way, and I will be your attentive waiter for this evening. So the Marcos above the door, that's you? She asked while looking at the menu. The very same, he said. I'll start with the asparagus, Anne said, looking up into his eyes and smiling warmly. With another theatrical bow, Marco turned and left, vanishing into the kitchen. Within just a few minutes, he returned.

8:32 A plate of steaming asparagus in one hand, a dish of butter in the other. Placing them on the table in front of Anne, he stepped back. Thank you, Anne said as she placed her napkin and picked up the cutlery. Why don't you join me? Marco smiled, saying, You know, I think I might. But first you need a napkin.

8:58 Anne looked down, confused. Her napkin was exactly where she had placed it when he returned. Marco moved around her, reaching down and lifting her napkin and gently wrapping it around her head, securing her eyes shut. With her sight darkened, every other sense was electrified as Marco leaned down next to her, his cologne suddenly embracing her, the sensation of his moist lips so close, the warmth of his breath as he opened his mouth to speak, and then the warm caress of his voice that fondled her body in such an intense way. The promise of pleasure that dripped from every word suddenly took Anne to a completely new pace, Suddenly she felt immersed in her most erotic private fantasy.

9:50 Let me show you. Anne could only quietly whimper as desire flooded her body. She wasn't quite sure where this was going to go, but it seemed sexy and fun. She was a little shocked to feel the caress of the asparagus tip between her lips. Its gentle heat pushing along her lips, taunting her. Sliding it slowly into her mouth, her tongue tasted at it hungrily. Wantonly, the explosion of taste of the melting butter oozing over her lips and dripping down her chin. The sensation accentuated by the delicious heat that now throbbed in her mouth. As Marco gently thrust the shaft of the asparagus, slowly and deliberately, between Anne's lips, she could feel its tip teasing at the back of her throat. The sensation of melted warm butter

10:51 with all its delicious creaminess sliding down her throat. Anne gasped in disappointment as Marco slid the asparagus out of her mouth. She could just hear the gentle sounds as Marco savoured it. There was something delightfully hungry about the way he consumed the asparagus. The scent of the butter hung heavily on his breath. as his lips brushed over hers.

11:19 The hint of saltiness was still on his tongue as he kissed her deeply. The beautiful warmth of the butter, moving between them, dribbling down Anne's chin. Marco's fingers slid between the buttons of her shirt, exposing her breasts to the cool air of the restaurant, forcing a gentle moan to escape her lips. Anne hadn't noticed how erect her nipples were, beneath the lace of her bra, but with the air moving over them, even through the soft lace, that bite of air tightened them painfully. The caress of Marco's stubbled lips moved over Anne's neck, warm butter tracing a sensuous line over the curve of her breasts, Marco's lips following that line with firm caresses of his tongue, licking at her soft flesh, sending vibrations up and down

12:13 her body. His fingers slid slowly along the strap of her bra, easing it over her shoulder, slowly exposing her breasts to the air, to the warm butter, to his sinful lips. Excruciatingly slowly, Marco finally slid the lace over Anne's erect nipple. Her fingers dug into the chair, as the very tip of his tongue caressed around her nub, stroking it, licking it, taunting it, sending a fireball of passion burning through her. As Marco dragged his teeth slowly along it, the pleasure became intolerable, and tried to suppress the scream of pleasure that echoed through her. Her fingers let go of the seat and ran through Marco's hair, pulling him hard against her breast in the hope of deeper pleasure. With a gentle kiss, he left her breasts,

13:11 his mouth kissing her neck gently before whispering, I'll get your main course. It should be ready now. Anne couldn't stop the clutching on her pussy at the anticipation of what might be next, biting her lips to contain her excitement. The familiar ache was already burning between her thighs, the sensation only intensified by being left alone. with a body so needy for satisfaction. The sound of Marco's returning did nothing to release the excitement, and the fragrance of warm chocolate hung in the air. That enough was enough to take a girl to the very edge, but underneath was an array of other salacious scents. Marco tipped her chair slightly and turned it, moving Anne slightly away from the table.

14:02 She could feel him moving in front of her, his hands lifting her skirt above her thighs, before his firm chest pressed against her erect nipples as he slid between her thighs. Anne felt an urge to push back against him, to feel his body pressing hard at her mound. As he slid down onto his knees, Anne could not resist pushing her pussy against his stomach, just for that sensation of it pressing against her growing need. Gently he kissed back down her breasts, his tongue playfully dancing around her nipple, tormenting her desire with slow, long movements that just caused the ache between her thighs to grow. Trying to move her thighs around him, Marco resisted her attempts skillfully. Anne's head dropped back over the chair as his fingers dragged

14:56 along her firm nipple, confirming the need that tormented her thighs with warm, wet juices. Her clit throbbed painfully with the need for this man's attention, the burning heat of her desire for his touch scorching the inside of her panties. As his lips left her nipple, wanton and hard, the first hot drips of liquid sent a sensuous sting of pleasure ricocheting through her body. Her feet pushed hard at the ground as the urge of desire forced its path through her thighs. Marco sucked the chocolate-covered nipples hungrily The thick heat just added to the wildfire that already burned inside.

15:38 The warm caress slid over her breasts, followed by Marco's tantalizing biting kisses, sending bolts of electricity through Anne's body. His lips drifted away from her breasts again. Every time he left them, the need just grew. The desire spread throughout her body. Although she could feel his head just an inch from her nipples, He didn't seem to move for a moment, as if he was just admiring her breasts. Fuck, Anne cried as the sharp edge of an ice cube pressed along her nipple. That sensation of cold shot through her, tormenting every cell of her body with lustful desire. Her nipple swelled painfully against the shock of the cold, the whirlwind of pleasure becoming a tornado, encompassing all that she was.

16:30 Her back arched into the shock as another drop of the hot, melting chocolate covered her nipples. The contrast of heat and cold forcing her nipple even harder, so swollen Anne didn't know how it wouldn't burst. The very next caress of his tongue as it circled her nipple, tormenting her with her own pleasure, her own need. Her body arched, pressing her nipple deeper into his mouth, willing him to bite to accentuate the needs inside. and when his teeth secured along her nipple, sucking it hard, every movement of his teeth sending intense waves of pleasure straight to her core.

17:11 Her clit ached to be touched, to be tormented. Desperately, Anne pushed her pelvis against Marco, trying to feel the plane of his stomach rippling against her pussy, rubbing herself up and down, feeling his muscles teasing at her clit. The sudden burning caress of chocolate seared down her stomach, forcing her whole body to clench with need. The sensations of his lips chasing that chocolate down to the waistband of her panties. His tongue teasing at her skin, sucking it, nibbling it. The contrast with the heat of the chocolate driving Anne wild as she lifted her pelvis towards his face, needing to feel those beautiful lips tasting her. His strong tongue caressing her folds. She could feel it already. His

18:01 lips caressing the top of her panties. His tongue exploring just inside. His breath seemed to caress all the way between her thighs, teasing at her clit. His lips kissed over her pussy, even through the soft material of her panties. His breath teased at her. The softness of his lips pressed firmly against hers. his tongue licked with broad strokes along her panties, that firm pressure taunting her, before sliding back along the edge of the material, teasing just inside.

18:35 Temptingly close to her desire, he pressed further, his fingers sliding her panties to one side, as his tongue explored between her folds. As Anne focused on the sensation spreading, as his tongue moved higher and higher up her pussy, exploring, thrusting gently. The feeling of the firm tip of his hot tongue caressing around a clit sent a new wave of pleasure over Anne's body. She tensed with anticipation, waiting for that firm caress, kneading his lips, his tongue, his teeth.

19:11 Without warning, a drop of ice-cold water exploded over her clit, followed by a wave of ice-cold sensations as Marco traced an ice-cube tenderly over her pussy slowly the ice cube melted on his tongue and as it melted he began furiously licking at her clit the stark contrast of cold and hot sending wave after wave of pleasure moving through her body she could feel her body clutching with the oncoming orgasm her pussy throbbing wildly with the waves of pleasure moving through her Anne cried out in frustration as he suddenly stopped her pussy clutching at the empty air her need frustrated beyond belief Marco eased her thighs apart and brought his hand down firmly along her clit sending wild pulses of pleasure shuddering through Anne's body writhing in

20:07 the perfect cocktail of pleasure and pain and twisted underneath his touch. As the shock of his vicious caress subsided, a warm glow invaded every part of her body, followed by a new sensation, a tingle that seemed to just resonate through every cell, as she became aware of something warm and sticky on her pussy. Not sticky like honey, but thick and warm, like a thick butter. Suddenly his lips were over her pussy again, Sucking on the thick butter, his tongue ploughing over it with long, deep movements. Sucking it, his teeth biting it, her whole pussy throbbing with the pleasure moving through her. Her legs pushed over his shoulders, pulling his face tightly against her as he hungrily ate at her. Tasting every inch between her thighs. With animalistic need,

21:03 his mouth explored her. The low growl of passion vibrating between Anne's sighs. Her fingers clutched wildly at his hair, tightening as her body stretched with the onslaught of pleasure. She pushed her throbbing pussy hard against her lips as her orgasm exploded through her. She was still pulsing as he lifted her from her seat and then bent her over the table. Her skirt pushed high over her back.

21:30 Marco pressed his throbbing cock firmly into her still pulsing pussy, her wet lips sucking at him as he thrust in and out. her core clutching at him as her orgasm continued to grow. Relentlessly, he pressed deep into her, his cock pushing along the walls of her pussy, massaging her in such an intense way. She grasped hard onto the table, moaning louder and louder as he plowed harder and harder into her, his hands grasping at her hips as he fucked deep and hard into that wet pussy of hers, his cock swelling inside, filling her. His palm spanked hard on her ass as he continued to pound her. Mercilessly, her orgasm just continued growing, those sensations spiraling. His low growl grew as his body tightened against her, the resonance

22:25 of his growl vibrating through his cock and finding its way deep inside Anne's core, accelerating the sensations moving through her as she felt his final thrust, the one that took him over the edge. as she felt his cock erupt inside her, filling her with streams of his hot cum. Her body exploded again, her orgasm spreading from head to toe as she cried his name. It took long minutes for the pleasure to subside, Marco staying inside her, his hard cock still pulsing with pleasure. Anne's pussy massaged him.

23:03 draining every drop of its satisfaction as the warm glow of her lust veiled their whole bodies. As their breathing slowed, the beating of their hearts in perfect time, Marco whispered, So would you like a regular table, Anne? Only if the food is always this good, she replied. That's the day, then. Marco moaned as his cock pulsed the last of his cum into Anne's trembling pussy. So, I hope you liked that little fantasy, yes. But send yours in. Go on, send them in, send them in. I'll make you a story.

23:42 You'll like it.

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