Honey's Mysterious Italian Stallion Part 1
Background
Honey Butler is a married woman in her late 40’s. Sex with husband Tim has been practically non-existent over the last decade. After a number of heart-to-heart conversations with Tim, they decided to trial an open marriage. As part of the arrangement they agreed to meet up weekly to discuss their sexual activities. Honey, so far, has been more successful than Tim and has had five new sexual partners. The first three haven’t particularly fulfilled her desires but the fourth, a casino security officer named Kenton has. They have been having a passionate two month relationship. Recently though, the relationship has cooled slightly and Honey met Carlo, who gave Honey some personal training at a gym she recently joined.
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Carlo has been trying to get a date with Honey for weeks. However, her last sex session with Kenton has left her very sore but wanting more. Sadly, Kenton hasn’t been in touch and Honey, imagining his condom pile decreasing by the minute, decides to move on and accept Carlo’s offer of a drink.
Honey keeps an eye out for Carlo’s arrival and he pulls up at exactly 7 o'clock as arranged. To Honey’s absolute amazement Carlo is driving a bright yellow Ferrari Roma which must have cost at least £200k. How on earth does a gym instructor afford that? she muses. Feeling slightly puzzled, she makes her way to the car and slips in as elegantly as she can, helped by Carlo getting out and opening the door for her.
“Mind your skirt Honey” says Carlo as he notices a small piece of skirt in the frame of the door.
Honey pulls the fabric in, Carlo nips around to the drivers side and they're off, accelerating up Honey’s road at great pace.
Carlo tells her he is taking her to a country pub about 7 miles out of town. Honey’s enjoying the feeling of being in this beautiful car, the way it clings to the road and its beautiful roar as it accelerates. They make small talk about how Honey’s work out regime is going. Honey has made a mental note to quiz him on how on earth he manages to afford this thing when they get to the pub.
The pub is quiet, with just a few regulars sipping beer and a handful of couples drinking and eating, what looked like, traditional pub food. Honey has a white wine and Carlo drinks a small bottle of beer, after telling Honey that he would move onto diet coke. Honey studies him intently, his nose is large and has clearly been broken at least once. His lips were full with a scar on the top lip. His head is neatly shaven and he has dark almond coloured eyes. The eyes are surrounded by scars.He reminds Honey of a slightly over-the-hill boxer. He is rugged though and she finds that attractive. His sleeves are rolled up showing off his enormously powerful forearms with veins protruding as if they are under high pressure.
The conversation flows nicely as they talk about various jobs they have had. Carlo tells Honey about his time as a nightclub bouncer. He details how one particular time he got into a fight with five huge Albanian men. He ended up with several broken bones including his nose, as well as internal bleeding and was hospitalised for three weeks. His employer had paid him £400k compensation as the lack of support was held to be a health and safety breach.
Honey reflects that £400k is an awful lot and makes a mental note to do some on-line research when she has some time. Carlo’s phone pings again, as it has been doing all evening.
“You’re very in demand tonight - personal training bookings?” says Honey
“No, no, just some other business I’m involved in, imports and exports, you know” explained a not very convincing Carlo.
He then takes a couple of calls, apologising to Honey in advance as he disappears around a corner. She hears him speaking in Italian and he sounds aggravated judging by how loudly he is shouting at the caller.
“These people are idiots” Carlo returned carrying a diet coke and another glass of white wine for Honey.
“Problems?”
“Nothing I can’t handle”
Carlo puts his phone on the table and Honey can just identify some words from the last text as she tries to read it upside down. She makes out some of the words as shipment, class A, bribe and tonight. Carlo swoops up the phone before Honey could read anymore. He looks at her intently and Honey wonders whether he has spotted her peeping.
It’s 10.30, Honey has drunk about 5 glasses of wine, which is 4 more than she is accustomed to; she is feeling rather tipsy and jolly. The car is parked in the corner of the car park and they walk to the car. Honey steps into the car and Carlo closes her door before running around and sits in the driver's seat.
“ Would you like to come home for best Italian coffee” Carlo asked
“I can’t Carlo, I have to work tomorrow” Honey answered honestly
“But, it is nice and quiet here” says Honey with a glint in her eye and she reaches over to kiss Carlo full on the mouth.
Honey loosens Carlo's belt, undoes his trousers,unzips his fly and reaches into his briefs. He wriggles around and manages to get his trousers low enough for Honey to pull out his cock. Although it was dark, Honey can see it is an impressive looking unit. It is just the kind of penis that she likes: thick, a nice big round dome, lots of protruding, thick veins and a good size length. She circles his tip with her tongue, then opens her mouth to allow his head to slip between her lips while stroking his stem gently with her right hand. Carlo moans with pleasure and strokes the back of Honey’s neck. He places his hand on the back of her head and slowly but steadily pushes Honey’s mouth further down his cock.
Honey's deep throating skills had improved dramatically over the last few weeks owing to her time with Kenton, and she enjoys the sensation of his thick cock choking her throat as it slips in deeper and deeper. Honey’s eyes start to water. Carlo relaxes his grip and she comes up for air. Carlo notices the tears seeping from her eyes so he reaches over and gently licks them dry.
“That’s so sweet, thank you” says Honey and kisses him before going back to work on his cock.
She Slides her mouth up and down his gnarly, angry looking cock, stopping occasionally to take a breath. She licks his dome and slowly caresses his balls with her delicate fingers. Carlo moans as he approaches his orgasm. Honey is concerned that his sperm may ruin the interior of this beautiful car so she braces herself,knowing she would have to capture every drop of his salty man juice.
Carlo moans as he begins his climax. At first just a small amount of spunk touches Honey’s tongue giving her a tantalising taste of what was to follow. The next spurt is more powerful. Honey opens her mouth as wide as possible, so she doesn’t miss a drop. The spunk shoots down her throat and she just manages to avoid the temptation to gag. The next shot is more controlled and lands on the back of her tongue. She can really taste that wonderful, salty, manly taste of his semen. The last couple of shots fill her mouth with his warm liquid and she savours the taste before swallowing it all down. She has hardly spilt a drop. Honey cleans his cock with her tongue and Carlo produces a smart, initialled, cotton handkerchief which Honey uses to clean her face and one or two drops that hand landed on the passenger seat.
Carlo starts the engine at the puts the car in drive “Right, time to get you home” he says
He drives a little too quickly for Honey’s liking. As they approach her home he asks if she could stay over at the weekend.
“I think so, I’ll text you to confirm” Honey replies.
He pulls outside her house, pecks her on the cheek and she goes inside to tell husband Tim all about her date.
Honey Butler is a married woman in her late 40’s. Sex with husband Tim has been practically non-existent over the last decade. After a number of heart-to-heart conversations with Tim, they decided to trial an open marriage. As part of the arrangement they agreed to meet up weekly to discuss their sexual activities. Honey, so far, has been more successful than Tim and has had five new sexual partners. The first three haven’t particularly fulfilled her desires but the fourth, a casino security officer named Kenton has. They have been having a passionate two month relationship. Recently though, the relationship has cooled slightly and Honey met Carlo, who gave Honey some personal training at a gym she recently joined.
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Carlo has been trying to get a date with Honey for weeks. However, her last sex session with Kenton has left her very sore but wanting more. Sadly, Kenton hasn’t been in touch and Honey, imagining his condom pile decreasing by the minute, decides to move on and accept Carlo’s offer of a drink.
Honey keeps an eye out for Carlo’s arrival and he pulls up at exactly 7 o'clock as arranged. To Honey’s absolute amazement Carlo is driving a bright yellow Ferrari Roma which must have cost at least £200k. How on earth does a gym instructor afford that? she muses. Feeling slightly puzzled, she makes her way to the car and slips in as elegantly as she can, helped by Carlo getting out and opening the door for her.
“Mind your skirt Honey” says Carlo as he notices a small piece of skirt in the frame of the door.
Honey pulls the fabric in, Carlo nips around to the drivers side and they're off, accelerating up Honey’s road at great pace.
Carlo tells her he is taking her to a country pub about 7 miles out of town. Honey’s enjoying the feeling of being in this beautiful car, the way it clings to the road and its beautiful roar as it accelerates. They make small talk about how Honey’s work out regime is going. Honey has made a mental note to quiz him on how on earth he manages to afford this thing when they get to the pub.
The pub is quiet, with just a few regulars sipping beer and a handful of couples drinking and eating, what looked like, traditional pub food. Honey has a white wine and Carlo drinks a small bottle of beer, after telling Honey that he would move onto diet coke. Honey studies him intently, his nose is large and has clearly been broken at least once. His lips were full with a scar on the top lip. His head is neatly shaven and he has dark almond coloured eyes. The eyes are surrounded by scars.He reminds Honey of a slightly over-the-hill boxer. He is rugged though and she finds that attractive. His sleeves are rolled up showing off his enormously powerful forearms with veins protruding as if they are under high pressure.
The conversation flows nicely as they talk about various jobs they have had. Carlo tells Honey about his time as a nightclub bouncer. He details how one particular time he got into a fight with five huge Albanian men. He ended up with several broken bones including his nose, as well as internal bleeding and was hospitalised for three weeks. His employer had paid him £400k compensation as the lack of support was held to be a health and safety breach.
Honey reflects that £400k is an awful lot and makes a mental note to do some on-line research when she has some time. Carlo’s phone pings again, as it has been doing all evening.
“You’re very in demand tonight - personal training bookings?” says Honey
“No, no, just some other business I’m involved in, imports and exports, you know” explained a not very convincing Carlo.
He then takes a couple of calls, apologising to Honey in advance as he disappears around a corner. She hears him speaking in Italian and he sounds aggravated judging by how loudly he is shouting at the caller.
“These people are idiots” Carlo returned carrying a diet coke and another glass of white wine for Honey.
“Problems?”
“Nothing I can’t handle”
Carlo puts his phone on the table and Honey can just identify some words from the last text as she tries to read it upside down. She makes out some of the words as shipment, class A, bribe and tonight. Carlo swoops up the phone before Honey could read anymore. He looks at her intently and Honey wonders whether he has spotted her peeping.
It’s 10.30, Honey has drunk about 5 glasses of wine, which is 4 more than she is accustomed to; she is feeling rather tipsy and jolly. The car is parked in the corner of the car park and they walk to the car. Honey steps into the car and Carlo closes her door before running around and sits in the driver's seat.
“ Would you like to come home for best Italian coffee” Carlo asked
“I can’t Carlo, I have to work tomorrow” Honey answered honestly
“But, it is nice and quiet here” says Honey with a glint in her eye and she reaches over to kiss Carlo full on the mouth.
Honey loosens Carlo's belt, undoes his trousers,unzips his fly and reaches into his briefs. He wriggles around and manages to get his trousers low enough for Honey to pull out his cock. Although it was dark, Honey can see it is an impressive looking unit. It is just the kind of penis that she likes: thick, a nice big round dome, lots of protruding, thick veins and a good size length. She circles his tip with her tongue, then opens her mouth to allow his head to slip between her lips while stroking his stem gently with her right hand. Carlo moans with pleasure and strokes the back of Honey’s neck. He places his hand on the back of her head and slowly but steadily pushes Honey’s mouth further down his cock.
Honey's deep throating skills had improved dramatically over the last few weeks owing to her time with Kenton, and she enjoys the sensation of his thick cock choking her throat as it slips in deeper and deeper. Honey’s eyes start to water. Carlo relaxes his grip and she comes up for air. Carlo notices the tears seeping from her eyes so he reaches over and gently licks them dry.
“That’s so sweet, thank you” says Honey and kisses him before going back to work on his cock.
She Slides her mouth up and down his gnarly, angry looking cock, stopping occasionally to take a breath. She licks his dome and slowly caresses his balls with her delicate fingers. Carlo moans as he approaches his orgasm. Honey is concerned that his sperm may ruin the interior of this beautiful car so she braces herself,knowing she would have to capture every drop of his salty man juice.
Carlo moans as he begins his climax. At first just a small amount of spunk touches Honey’s tongue giving her a tantalising taste of what was to follow. The next spurt is more powerful. Honey opens her mouth as wide as possible, so she doesn’t miss a drop. The spunk shoots down her throat and she just manages to avoid the temptation to gag. The next shot is more controlled and lands on the back of her tongue. She can really taste that wonderful, salty, manly taste of his semen. The last couple of shots fill her mouth with his warm liquid and she savours the taste before swallowing it all down. She has hardly spilt a drop. Honey cleans his cock with her tongue and Carlo produces a smart, initialled, cotton handkerchief which Honey uses to clean her face and one or two drops that hand landed on the passenger seat.
Carlo starts the engine at the puts the car in drive “Right, time to get you home” he says
He drives a little too quickly for Honey’s liking. As they approach her home he asks if she could stay over at the weekend.
“I think so, I’ll text you to confirm” Honey replies.
He pulls outside her house, pecks her on the cheek and she goes inside to tell husband Tim all about her date.
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