The Bangover Diaries: The Italian lady with the loud whisper

An early experience with a lady of the evening was in Miami at a gentleman’s club called GoldRush, with a hot blonde Italian gal who beckoned me into the VIP room one evening. She had a perfect spinner body and a beautiful face, and damned if that Italian accent didn’t make her irresistible to me that night. She told me I’d like the VIP room, to which I asked, “What goes on in there?” “Anything you like” said she with a smile. Not quite, as it turned out.

Once in and after a $100 donation, we’d settled down into a dark corner in a couch, and as the next song started, she peeled off her negligee and then her panties, and straddled me and stuck her tongue down my throat. After a few delightful minutes of making out, she got down on her knees in front of the couch between my legs and pulled my pants down. With my soldier standing a rigid attention before her, she gave a wide eyed smile and told me, “You have a beautiful Dick” in that syrupy Italian accent. I’ve never been harder than at that moment, and I was anticipating a splendid session of cock-worship as she slowly stroked and looked at it longingly.

Instead, though, she quickly mounted me and slid Mr. Bobo bareback into her wet patch, and began a slow grind, snuggling up to my ear and whispering with that delightful accent, softly and slowly at first………“ Don’t cuum……….Don’t cuum in my poossyy………………Don’t cuuumm in my poooossyy……

As things got hotter, she began to rock faster and harder as I squeezed her ass cheeks, and held on for dear life as she rode me like an American stallion. She began to whisper loudly, “DON’T CUMMM……. DON’T CUMM IN MY POOSSY”………DON’T CUUMMM IN MY POOOOSSSY!

This of course only got me even more excited, trying with all my might to hold the seed in my shaft; she had me at a disadvantage, you see; she was riding me on top, and I, in no position to withdraw before the crucial moment, could only enjoy being ridden, so to speak.

And what a splendid feeling it was.

Just as I could hold back no more and started to feel the coming rush, suddenly she let out a long moan, exhaling and stopped cold, as she looked up with her eyes closed. For a few moments she sat on top of me breathing heavily, my cock still inside her, before looking at me, giving me a quick kiss and then getting up. As my cock popped out, she stood back for a moment looking at me, then suddenly put one foot on the seat right next to me. Reaching down, she rubbed her pussy with two finders extended, examining her wetness. Then she looked down at me with a momentary look of concern. “Did you cum in my Poossy? She asked.

“No honey, turn around and lets go some more” Said I, with a lustful grin as I steadied my cock, and prepared for some cowgirl. “That must have been me!” she said with a surprised expression, as she smiled down at me, “But baby, I have to go before the bouncer checks on us.” Then, she quickly put her negligee and panties on and left, leaving me with a stunned look and my dick in my hand, literally as well as figuratively.

I’ve never felt so used in all my life, before or since. I should have cum in her pussy.