My wife didn’t move. She stood very still. Continued to look out at the sea. The three boys stood up. A few strollers walking along the otherwise sparsely populated promenade. They too looked at my wife for a long time as they walked past, turning their heads. But they went on and then the three were already with her. They approached her from behind very closely and talked to her. The two bigger ones looked left and right, as if they were securing the promenade, the smaller one whispered something into her ear while he started to grab her from behind quite naturally and shamelessly.
The two larger ones took her by the arms and held her tight while they pushed her dress all the way up. Showing her bouncing naked bottom. The smaller one already had four fingers from behind in her wet cunt and fucked her in bright sunlight. A group of several men approached in loud conversation. When they were almost there they suddenly fell silent and stared incredulous at the horny scene. There was a short exchange of words in which again several times the name Giovanni was heard. The guys pointed at me. The men were looking at me. They sent appreciative but also questioning looks.
When I looked at them firmly and smiled approvingly they laughed liberated and circled around my wife quite naturally. Seconds later her hands were everywhere, one after the other kissed her passionately. They shielded her from glances of occasional walkers and pressed her down on her knees. One after the other took out his cock and have her blow him on the spot. It all happened very quickly. People passing by could hardly see anything. In less than a quarter of an hour she had a dozen loads of semen in her mouth, face, hair, on her bare breasts, when suddenly everything magically dissolved and she stood alone, splashed with sperm all over her body. We went back to Rosa just as she was. That was the assignment. The shower was already waiting and a box with new clothes for the next day.
At the given time we arrived at the open door. In the coffee house there, along the opposite wall of the entrance, were several small tables full of older men and the owner, who immediately closed the door behind us and turned the sign around. On the outside it said “Closed” Ciuso in Italian. Giovanni took my wife by one arm and led her into the middle of the sparsely furnished room. There he embraced her and kissed her on the mouth. He put his tongue against her lips. She opened her mouth immediately and let him in.
He turned her so that she stood with her back to the old men. I looked at them and saw that they had set up two video cameras. One of the old men was Giovanni’s father. The others were friends of his father. I only understood now. Giovanni made them happy by showing them my wife. While kissing her he took her short black dress from the side of her hips and pulled it up. Everyone saw her naked round bottom and the black nylon stockings and suspenders. The men clapped with enthusiasm. Also whistling they shouted “ahh, la professora,” that is, “ahh, the professor!” “Beautiful” “Thanks Giovanni”!
Giovanni did a real lusty show when he presented her to them, it was a very long and intense afternoon in Strassoldo. Which I will tell you more about later. Now, back home in Vienna, Giovanni’s instructions come regularly. Things that my wife has to do and that I record on video for our new friends.
To be continued