numeniusa's boudoir

vibes said:

Vedi Napoli eppoi muori ...

Have fun, guys!

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Thank you

I can see Napoli from here, too, so I can die happy now A 'little death' is always a good thing, no?

(Oh, and P.S. Happy Festa della Repubblica )

papadoc19 said:

*Takes notes*

PS: Your ass looks amazing, Numi.

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I think I'm far from alone in lauding girth over length. That feeling of fullness... *shivers*

And thank you. It's coming along quite nicely in the sun, I think

Love the new av, Lady Numi

But you will need to turn over at some point, to achieve a even browning. I will be on call, to apply sunscreen, when you do

numeniusa said:

I think I'm far from alone in lauding girth over length. That feeling of fullness... *shivers*

And thank you. It's coming along quite nicely in the sun, I think

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Oh you are not alone...the corresponding feeling of filling...the tight grip...it is amazing.

You're welcome...though you know tanned or milky white, your ass would look perfect

DarkSimian said:

Love the new av, Lady Numi

But you will need to turn over at some point, to achieve a even browning. I will be on call, to apply sunscreen, when you do

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Thank you, milord, you are a generous and thoughtful man An even browning, mmmm, that does sound appealing. It's very important that all exposed nooks and crannies are properly attended to, and I know you'll do a good job.

You don't mind my squealing if the sunscreen is a bit chilly?

papadoc19 said:

Oh you are not alone...the corresponding feeling of filling...the tight grip...it is amazing.

You're welcome...though you know tanned or milky white, your ass would look perfect

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The tight grip, yes. I'm pleased to have it confirmed that it would be a lovely experience from the other side of the physiology, as it were. Women often seem to talk about their fondness for a girthy cock, but it seems less commented on in reverse by men, maybe?

I have always had a very strong pelvic floor. I don't know why, I don't do Kegels or train it in any way I'm aware of, it just seems to be that way. I do like to use it for evil purposes during play... And I always knew I got tighter and tighter as I approached orgasm, but it was brought home to me recently more than once when I was being fingered to orgasm clittorally with a G-spot vibrator inside me. Those things tend to be bulbous at the head, but pretty slim lower down. Like this:

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So once it's in, it's pretty well anchored in! And yet, as I approached orgasm, somehow I managed to squeeze it completely out

I'm happy to say that has never happened with an actual living cock, though

Hi Numi! I am glad you and H are having a fantastic vacation. Love the AV but I was wondering if you were going to change it out so we can see the progression of the tan...or...seeing how the tan on the other side is going

hotoldrguy said:

Hi Numi! I am glad you and H are having a fantastic vacation. Love the AV but I was wondering if you were going to change it out so we can see the progression of the tan...or...seeing how the tan on the other side is going

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Hello Guy!

My bum is still whiter than the rest of me, and no opportunity for full nudity in our newly settled villa on the mainland, so it's not going to get any better

I continue to be happily topless, though (yay for general continental European relaxedness about such matters ), so things on the other side are Rather more evenly braised As suggested by DS, a 'before' picture was taken on the first day, so I shall be able to post a comparison at the end of my hols

No peeking before then, though

Hello Nume have the two of you tried any new foods or wines during your current holiday? I'm looking forward to further trip reports and a sexy post holiday slide show. You two keep on having fun together and enjoying yourselves.

tnman03 said:

Hello Nume have the two of you tried any new foods or wines during your current holiday? I'm looking forward to further trip reports and a sexy post holiday slide show. You two keep on having fun together and enjoying yourselves.

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Foods and wines, that's a good question.

Foods - I think I had forgotten quite how extraordinarily good the tomatoes are in the vicinity of Naples. I don't know what it is, but they just pile incredibly flavourful little cherry tomatoes on garlic-brushed toast, with a little olive oil and basil and, somehow, in the sunshine, it's just the ambrosia of the gods. I could quite happily eat it every day!

In wine terms, I think I've probably had the local whites before, although I don't recall the grape variety names particularly from previous visits. I'm enjoying them all, though. Maybe Lit's own Italy correspondent, vibes, will pop in to tell us more

Here's a weird thing, though. In an Italian restaurant in the UK, and in many places you might eat in Italy, at the end of a meal you might be offered limoncello. It's a lemon-based liqueur, quite thick, pretty sweet. Usually, if it's offered in Italy I will politely ask for grappa instead, which I love - pure, clean, a good kick. The Amalfi coast, where I am just now, is famous for its lemons, though, and when we arrived yesterday the lady owner of our villa proudly presented us with a bottle of 'my home-made limoncello'.

I've just had a glass. It's bloody gorgeous! Nothing like I've had before

P.S. I've nearly finished the 'roof terrace' report. Stay tuned

numeniusa said:

The tight grip, yes. I'm pleased to have it confirmed that it would be a lovely experience from the other side of the physiology, as it were. Women often seem to talk about their fondness for a girthy cock, but it seems less commented on in reverse by men, maybe?

I have always had a very strong pelvic floor. I don't know why, I don't do Kegels or train it in any way I'm aware of, it just seems to be that way. I do like to use it for evil purposes during play... And I always knew I got tighter and tighter as I approached orgasm, but it was brought home to me recently more than once when I was being fingered to orgasm clittorally with a G-spot vibrator inside me. Those things tend to be bulbous at the head, but pretty slim lower down. Like this:

https://d3f650ayx9w00n.cloudfront.net/100/40339-001.jpg

So once it's in, it's pretty well anchored in! And yet, as I approached orgasm, somehow I managed to squeeze it completely out

I'm happy to say that has never happened with an actual living cock, though

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*Chuckles*...good to know

papadoc19 said:

*Chuckles*...good to know

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Well, there's a first time for everything

If my professional career goes belly up, I suppose I could always re-train to do 'the thing with the ping pong balls' for astonished punters

On the roof terrace

We quickly realised when we were shown around our room in the beautiful Italian hotel that the roof terrace outside the window of the mezzanine bedroom was very private. Higher than almost everything around it (because, well, it's on the roof!), it was only overlooked by a couple of apartment balconies in the building across the road, and there never seemed to be anyone there. There was a light, but we wouldn't really need to switch that on even if it were dark. There were a couple of single sun loungers, a couple of umbrellas, and a double sun lounger with a comfortable white cushion, complete with pillows.

We tried it all out on a couple of afternoons, setting the loungers to face the sun and basking utterly naked in the sunshine. In the later afternoon it was gorgeous, not too hot, and with a light breeze to caress the parts the sun doesn't usually reach, with teasing fingers of warmth. It was a little arousing just being up there naked, the frisson of 'what if someone spots me?', of course, but also just the physical sensations. I lay back with my knees up, legs slightly apart, and I loved the feeling of the sun on my pussy lips. I opened them experimentally at one point with one hand, curious to see what it might be like to feel the sun on my inner labia. Lovely, intimate, sort of warmly probing. Mmmm.

The main attraction of the terrace's privacy, though, of course, was the possibility of an outdoor fuck under the stars. We were both thinking it as soon as we were shown the terrace, I could see it in his eyes So on the appointed night, after a small but lovely dinner at the harbour side, accompanied by an extraordinary soundtrack of breathy, female 'bossa nova'-style renditions of classics including "Blame it on the Boogie', 'Every Breath you Take' and Pink Floyd's 'Time', we wandered back to the hotel. It was time.

We'd bought a bottle of the local liqueur after tasting it in a shop, one of those flavours that work perfectly in their native environment, but should Never Be Taken Home. We took a couple of glasses of it out onto the terrace, along with robes (just in case) and a jar of coconut oil. You were right, Doctor Liz, it's really rather fabulous stuff, isn't it! . We lay naked, sipping the liqueur and trying to identify the stars. It was a clear night, a silvery sliver of moon, Jupiter rising to its left, my man rising to my right .

There's something about simply lying naked with another appropriate human that's sexy. And when it's one you know can play your body like an instrument, and is definitely about to make it sing, there's a feeling of anticipation that's quite exquisite. No need to rush, we're both well-rested, relaxed, untroubled by any of the usual rigours of normal life.

And so it begins.

We stroke each other's skin to begin with, enjoying the sensations of warm hands on flesh cooled by the light evening breeze. Hands do have a tendency to wander, though, and before long I'm reaching for his cock. It's hot, hard, the skin smooth, stretched taught over his already full erection. It's very dark up here, but I know without looking, and without feeling right down to the base that he's not wearing steel. There's less veining, the head is less 'pumped'. It wasn't his intention not to put on his ring, he says, but it's waaaaay too late now! It's a pleasant variety, though, to feel him in his natural, unadorned state. I tasted him only this morning, but I know I shall be unable to resist doing it again.

He reaches for a little coconut oil, and uses it to stroke my clit very gently. We're new to this incredible substance, and still rather marvel at how it melts instantly on contact with warm human skin. It's a lovely sliding sensation, a lovely natural lube, and not overly scented. I smile slightly, remembering us choosing the organic, extra virgin jar in the supermarket.

He pushes me more urgently back onto the lounger, and buries his face between my legs. It's an instantly effective technique, and I'm moaning quietly in seconds at the feeling of his tongue, probing and flicking. Quietly to start with, at least, I'm aware there are balconies below ours, and they would be able to hear us in full cry, as it were, if there were people sitting out on them. But then he starts drawing my clit into his mouth and sucking, and I'm lost, I'm not even sure which way is up, let alone how loud I am. I do remember, I think, at the point of orgasm, not to yell too loud at the stars.

He lies back, and I know if I could see his face more clearly, it would have a satisfied grin on it. I'm satisfied too. But not satiated

I run my fingers gently over his shaft, and I remind him to look at the stars. It's all about the outside, this fuck, about the night sky, the cool breeze, the barely visible outline of the minor volcanic peak on the horizon, and I want us both to remember those aspects, as well as the physical joys. He looks up, and I dip my head to his cock, just a light touch with the tip of my tongue to begin with, trailing the frenulum, which always drives him mad. I slip my lips gently over his head, not sucking, not even holding him very firmly in my mouth, just a foretaste. And a taste of precum for me...

One of the things I love about sucking him is that moment when he is unable to resist, and thrusts into my mouth, like his body has taken over and is doing what it is primally programmed to do. Sometimes he holds my head at this point, sometimes he grasps my hair and thrusts again and again. I know to keep very still, too much at this point and it's all over, but his control is extraordinary, and at least partially so, I think, because he doesn't want to miss out on the chance to fuck my pussy after my mouth. After his thrusting subsides, I can take over again, and we trade back and forth like this for a while until he's thoroughly wound like a clock spring. He growls, and then holds me down while he pushes his cock in one long thrust into me.

I'm very ready. I shift about until I find a position which has him deep, really deep in me. I feel like I'm pulling him in, like I can't get enough of him, don't want to be anything more that the hot, wet, sheath around his beautiful shaft. My turn to feel the primal programming. He's pounding me hard, my legs are bent up to get all of that length absolutely as far inside me as I can take, it's like I'm devouring him.

It's all a bit hazy from there, if I'm honest. I think I brought my hand down to masturbate while he fucked me. I'm fairly sure I was louder than was advisable when I came, and I'm certain that he was. But it was a beautiful, elemental experience, lost in lust in the cool of the late evening.

numeniusa said:

Thank you, milord, you are a generous and thoughtful man An even browning, mmmm, that does sound appealing. It's very important that all exposed nooks and crannies are properly attended to, and I know you'll do a good job.

You don't mind my squealing if the sunscreen is a bit chilly?

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I would hope you would squeal a little bit

ydahecnot said:

Name and address withheld by request

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I have contacts, you know... *mysterious leer*

DarkSimian said:

I would hope you would squeal a little bit

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Put the sunscreen in the fridge first. That should do it...

Ah Numeniusa what an excellent roof terrace narrative, sensual and seductive playfulness coupled with just the right touch of pure wantonness. I completely agree that those moments are only best when shared with ones own committed mate where shared experiences and understandings of needs and desires meld into the perfect gestalt. Lovely story of a couple in love.

ydahecnot said:

Name and address withheld by request

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This is how sex stories in Penthouse Forum would end.

Oh, and...spank!

numeniusa said:

Well, there's a first time for everything

If my professional career goes belly up, I suppose I could always re-train to do 'the thing with the ping pong balls' for astonished punters

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For H's sake, I hope not

*Pictures you making it to "Britain's Got Talent" with that trick*

numeniusa said:

Put the sunscreen in the fridge first. That should do it...

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Will do, Milady. And I can't wait for the before and after pics, esp. the topless ones

tnman03 said:

Ah Numeniusa what an excellent roof terrace narrative, sensual and seductive playfulness coupled with just the right touch of pure wantonness. I completely agree that those moments are only best when shared with ones own committed mate where shared experiences and understandings of needs and desires meld into the perfect gestalt. Lovely story of a couple in love.

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Why thank you I think I'm always more ravenous when I'm on holiday. Something about all that being relaxed and rested, and having no pressing need to do anything much at all, really. When your brain is free, your body can follow.

A bit of pure wantonness is a lovely thing to feel, I must say.. Here's a question - can men feel wanton?

ydahecnot said:

This is how sex stories in Penthouse Forum would end.

Oh, and...spank!

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Oh, I see...

Ahem. You only had it for the stories, then?

papadoc19 said:

For H's sake, I hope not

*Pictures you making it to "Britain's Got Talent" with that trick*

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Can you imagine the auditions?

DarkSimian said:

Will do, Milady. And I can't wait for the before and after pics, esp. the topless ones

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Last day in the sunshine tomorrow. I suppose that means it will be time to take the 'after' picture