I went to shower before we had dinner. A few minutes into my shower when Matteo knocked and entered the bathroom wondering if he could join me. I smiled and said yes. Seconds later, he hopped in, fixed the curtain and kissed me. I knew he was ready for me. We quickly finished our shower, dried off and went to my room.
We climbed onto my bed, I laid down on my back, spread my legs and then Matteo leaned down to lick and suck on my apex. I moaned and screamed his name in pleasure. Matteo took his time and when he finished sucking my soul from my apex, he went to brush his teeth.
He came back to find me in the same position as he left me. He kissed me as he massaged my apex with his thumb then asked me if I was ready for him. I told him that I was mostly ready but unsure if I was fully ready as his penis is bigger than I’d remembered. He said that he’d be gentle while sliding into me.
I placed a pillow under my hips and spread my legs a little bit wider for Matteo. As promised, he was gentle. Once he was fully in me to the base of his penis, he started to slowly thrust in and out of me…I bit his neck. He took my one leg and threw it over his shoulder and started drilling my apex.
As I’m screaming in pleasure, Matteo asked if he could choke me until I pass out. I moaned that he could. He starts to choke me as he’s drilling me harder and harder. I lose control and pass out, letting him pound my apex.
Eventually, I wake up to Matteo kissing and caressing my body and teasing my apex with the tip of his penis. When he notices I’m awake, he slides his penis in me. He then asked me to marry him. I asked him what he said and he said that he asked me to marry him…he pulls out of me and then slides back; he began to drill my apex again.
I kissed him and told him think about it and maybe to ask again after he’s showered. He moans in both frustration and pleasure. I licked his throat as I pinched his nipples. Matteo loved it and seconds later, he climaxed deep inside of me. I climaxed seconds later.
He caught his breath and threw both of my ankles over his shoulders and started drilling me as hard and as fast as he could. As he’s drilling me, he’s squeezing, sucking and biting my breasts. Minutes later, we climax together.
I got out of bed to shower and brush my teeth. I got dressed and went downstairs. I’d noticed that the broth had mostly simmered off so I added chicken broth, a pinch of chicken bouillon, chicken stock and a splash of water and turned up the temperature a little bit. As I turned around to open the fridge, Matteo was in the door frame; in sweat pants.
As I was processing him being there - I wasn’t expecting him to be there - I realized that he had a jewelry box in his hand. Before he could say anything, I was trying to get him to understand that right now is not a good time to ask me to marry him as I’d ended my relationship with V for the final time, I walked away from C and I needed time for me and just me but I enjoyed my time with him in bed.
Matteo smiled his beautiful smile, walked over and lifted my fat ass on the kitchen counter - he’s 6 ft. 5 and I’m 5 ft. even. He kissed me then pulled away. He explained that yes, he loves me and wants to marry me, he knows that I’m not in the right place mentally and emotionally to be in a relationship at the moment. Sure, he had a jewelry box - it was from the jewelry store that we went to almost 2 years ago (2 years in February).
I opened up the box - it was a rose gold compass rose pendant. I looked up at Matteo, unable to speak. He kissed me again and smiled. Nervous and unsure what to say, I leaned over to take a look at the soup. It looked and smelled great. I slid off the counter and sat down to eat. After sitting, Matteo placed the necklace around my neck and then served dinner.
We chatted as we ate. It felt good to reconnect with him and discuss things we’re interested in. We both laughed so hard. After eating, I went to help Matteo clean up and put the food away but he asked that I set up a movie in the living room. I gathered some blankets, picked a comedy, set the lamps in the corner on and quickly went to the bathroom.
As I got settled down on the couch, Matteo came out from the kitchen carrying bowls of ice cream. Both bowls were filled up to the brim with ice cream, pieces of brownies, hot fudge, chocolate syrup and a whipped topping. One he got comfortable, I started the movie. He’d never seen the movie but loved it. It was a classic 80's slapstick comedy....he laughed almost as hard as I did; I had tears streaming down my face.
Halfway through the movie, I leaned over to kiss Matteo. He kissed me back and slid his sweatpants off. In between kissing and stroking his penis, I took my clothes off; I straddle his hips, guided his penis to under my apex, I then slid down his penis. We both screamed in pleasure. As I was riding his penis, he asked me - again! - to marry him. I moaned and told him to ask me later...he grabbed on to my hips, gyrated his hips and we both climaxed. He was still hard so I rode him twice more. We climaxed together multiple times.
After I caught my breath, I climbed off of Matteo, got dressed and brought the bowls to the kitchen. I took off the necklace, carefully placing it back into the box and walked into living room. Matteo was fully dressed and stretched out on the couch, looking amused. The second that he saw that I had a serious look on my face and immediately asked me what was wrong. I looked at him with a look that said: "What the fuck do you think is wrong?"
Matteo suddenly sat upright when he realized that I was serious. I explained to him that I am kinda flattered that he wanted to marry me but I feel disrespected by him asking me to marry him multiple times in one night - even when I told him that I am not ready. I told him that last time, he could have said in the moment however it made me uncomfortable, not flattered. He had a look that was a mix of sullen, sad and disappointed. He thoroughly apologized for making me feel uncomfortable and that he truly loves me. I told him that I understand that he feels this way and that he can't rush me into a decision nor try to make me fall into love with him.
I handed him the jewelry box, telling him that the necklace was inside and that I hope that he still has the receipt because I don't have the intention of keeping a gift that was meant to sway me into agreeing marrying him - especially when I'm not ready. He said that he still has the receipt and that it's a few months after the time he could return the necklace. I told him that it wasn't a problem at all because I am distantly related to the owner (think second cousin twice removed - one of my grandparents' third cousins - close my age) so I made a call.
Thankfully, I was able to talk to my cousin, explaining the situation. He said that it wasn't a problem and that he's actually not far from me at all as he'd planned to stop by to bring a cake that his wife made for me and that he, thankfully, had a business check on him and would write the check for the full amount of the cost of the necklace. I thanked him profusely for he and his wife's kindness and for the check to reimburse Matteo.
Before Lukas arrived, I tossed the blankets into the washer and started it, used a little air freshener, straightened up the coffee table, lit a candle in the kitchen and cleaned the bathroom (a big must when guests - including family - come over) and put a kettle on the stove just in case he wanted tea. Just as I sat down on the couch, Lukas used his key to enter my place. He gave the cake to Matteo to put in the kitchen and gave me a hug. Lukas immediately wanted to know what was going on and why I refused the necklace.
I explained everything to him - V, Matteo, C, my former lover, everything - and he understood instantly that I'm not ready for marriage and far from ready to start dating. He said that Matteo had the necklace custom made and it cost him $4,500 Euros (nearly $4,877.52 USD). I was shocked by the amount of money that was spent on the necklace and called Matteo into the living room. I gave him the riot act - more or less - and told him that's WAY too expensive for a "friend" that he's in love with. Lukas had started filling out the check as I firmly but politely told Matteo to gather ALL of his belongings and leave - telling him that I don't have the desire to interact with him for the foreseeable future.
Matteo grabbed his duffle bag and went through my place to gather his things; he didn't have much with him...just a few days worth of clothes, toiletries, phone chargers (both the portable and the type that gets plugged into the wall) and his travel mug. Before he left, I watched him make a mobile deposit of the check and I saw the confirmation of it. He then folded the check to put in his wallet and left.
Lukas ended up staying for the next few hours and he didn't leave until 3 am. We had multiple mugs of tea and ate about half the cake. We talked, we laughed and we cried. It was great to catch up with him. I always found Lukas to be more of a friend than a cousin but I'm grateful that we have such a great relationship. When he was leaving, he promised that he'd let me know when he got home. Thankfully, I was awake when he texted me an hour later; I replied to his text then I went to bed.
I didn't wake up until 11 am on Sunday. I moved the blankets to the dryer and started the rest of my laundry...I putzed around until 1 pm when I showered and had lunch. About 2 pm, Roberto - my usual courier - knocked on my door with a package...I immediately recognized Matteo's handwriting. There was a note from him apologizing and the return of one of my favorite shirts. I asked Roberto in as I headed to get a small bag to put the shirt in. On my way back to him, I pulled $100 out of my wallet and headed back to him. I asked if Matteo paid him well, he nodded that he was and I gave him the money, asking him to return the note and shirt to Matteo. Roberto said that I have way too much man drama and I fully agreed with him. He laughed hard so hard and wished me a good day before he left.
I then went to Brick’s so we could have sex. We spent hours having sex around his house; thoroughly enjoying ourselves. I loved riding him as much as loved riding me. He spewed LOADS of his essence in my apex. Once, he climaxed over my 40DD breasts then he licked his off his thick essence.
Once he properly drained himself deep inside of my apex, he licked, bit, squeezed and sucked my breasts as he fingered my soaking wet apex. I loved the pleasurable pain. I started stroking him and when he was hard, he laid me down on my stomach, spread my legs and ass, then he slammed into my ass. Within a few strokes, I passed out.
I came to some time later with a dildo that was larger than his penis in my ass as he was filling up my apex with his penis. I was moaning and groaning in pleasurable pain. I asked him to go harder - he did and I loved it. Seconds later I pass out again, screaming his name.
When I came to, he was still riding my apex. He was pinching my nipples as hard as he could; I knew that my nipples would be swollen later and my breasts bruised from the biting and squeezing.
I told him that I need to cum so he forced his penis into my semi swollen apex. As he’s riding me roughly, he’s still pinching my swollen nipples, squeezing and biting my now bruised breasts. We climaxed together several times.
He pulled out, wrapped me in his arms and fell asleep for a little bit. I woke up several hours later; I got dressed, left a note for him and went back to bed.
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