CHAPTER EIGHT A WHIRLPOOL OF LUSTS
The late morning sun beat down on Tatiana’s shoulders as she tolled in the vegetable garden tucked behind Mancini Manor. She wiped sweat from her brow with the back of one soil–caked hand, leaving a dark smudge across her forehead.
Gardening was not a typical noble lady’s pursuit, but Tatiana found solace in working the earth with her hands. The feel of rich soil sifting through her fingers and the sight of new shoots pushing up toward the sun soothed her soul.
She struggled to dig a narrow trench for the bean seeds clutched in her fist. Gardening appeared effortless when done by the groundskeepers, but her delicate bones were unaccustomed to such labor.
As she stabbed awkwardly at the compacted dirt with her trowel, the bushes behind her shook violently. Tatiana froze, her heart pounding. Was it a wild animal? Timidly grabbing her basket for the trowel, she called out, “Who goes there?”
To her astonishment, Dante stumbled through the leaves and onto the path. “Apologies, dear sister; I did not mean to startle you! I saw you struggling and thought I would offer some assistance.”
Tatiana slowly lowered the basket, equal parts wary and relieved to see her bumbling brother–in–law. She still felt uncertain in his presence after he provided a rare moment of kindness during her lowest time. His succeeding attempts at conversation had seemed almost…eager, setting her on edge.
Yet refusing his help now would appear ungracious. “I was just trying to prepare a trench for the bean seeds,” she explained, gesturing helplessly at the unyielding soil.
Dante knelt eagerly, heedless of grass stains on his fine trousers. “Allow me; I am happy to be of use. He grasped the trowel and quickly scooped out a neat row at the proper depth.
Dante beamed proudly, and Tatiana felt herself warming to this earnestly helpful version of the man. “What a tremendous help you’ve been, Dante. Thank you.
His cheeks flushed at the praise. “I am glad to have lightened your burden, even if only a little.”
The joy illuminating his face melted the last of Tatiana’s reservations. Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms and planted kisses on her lips.
“Rather forward, aren’t we?” Tatiana countered, but still eased into his kiss.
The kisses were gentle and brief. Then Dante stepped back and gazed at her.
Tatiana smiled. Then, while looking him deep in the eye, without hesitation, she pulled her dress up and over her head.
“Tatiana!” he said as he watched her reach back to unsnap her brassiere.
“It just seems right somehow,” she said. Her white breasts were now exposed under the growing cloud cover.
“What are you doing?” Dante said, leaning back on his heels as she continued to undress.
You always wanted this “Tatiana said as she spread her dress on the dark soll beneath them and then began to unfasten her jeans.
“know what I said, but…” Dante stammered, looking left and right towards the walls.
“What? Now you are suddenly attacked by a bout of modesty?”
“Tatiana,” he pleaded as he watched her push her pants down and off, then quickly sit in the center of her splayed dress. Leaning back, she called up to him, “Come on, let us get those trousers of yours.
“never knew you could be so audacious, Tatiana.”
“Are you complaining?” Tatiana said, raising one bare leg and running her bare toes up his pants leg.
suggest you hurry and get down here before I change my mind.”
nte’s heart pounded hard as he managed to push his pants down to his knees. Then he realized he needed to take his shoes off to take the trousers off all the way. He fumbled with the first shoestrings until he had them so knotted that he was getting frustrated.
“Leave them on,” said Tatiana, lying back on the shirt in their garden, her body in the growing shadows now. “We should just make this quick.”
Dante watched her smile as she reached up to pull the waist of his underwear away, and the tip of his cock appeared above it. With her hand caressing the base of his erection and his balls, Tatiana bent forward and placed a gentle, wet kiss on the exposed tip. Lifting her head slowly away from his swelling cock, she pulled his underwear away from him, leaving his thick, hard–on bob in mid–air.
She watched as he twitched. It was still a strong–looking cock when she last saw it. It was always crooked to his right when he was in this excited state. She imagined what it felt like to slide inside her, anticipating that feeling until she suddenly felt herself gush with a little liquid excitement inside
her pants
“You’re so handsome.” She said as she leaned forward to kiss him, running her hand along his length, and lowered her mouth over him.
Dante looked down at Tatiana kneeling before him as her head bobbed up and down on his shaft. Her hand massaged his balls as she moaned at him. Slowing her motion, she gave him a perfect view of her wet, sucking lips and hollow cheeks as she inhaled his shaft in the dimming light.
Dante groaned and closed his eyes. He was enjoying this like he had never before. When he opened his eyes, he could only see the top of her head flailing to and fro. He felt she seemed to enjoy this as much as he did as she sucked on him, making loud slurping sounds and moaning. He put his hands to the back of her head and immediately grabbed her hair as she resumed bobbing up and down.
This time, she held the base firmly and slipped her mouth around the head, then took him in long, slow strokes, her lips wet against his shaft and her tongue tickling as she sucked, bringing loud moans of delight from him. She was holding and stroking the shaft with her left hand while her right hand cupped his balls, her head bobbing up and down steadily, wetly, and lovingly.
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Tatiana eased back from him and let his cock release from her mouth with a wet ‘pop“.
She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.
“You talk too much sometimes. Why don’t you get that big cock of yours down here and tend to your dear sister?” Tatiana said, reaching out her arins.
It was time for Dante to kneel as he took his place in Tatiana’s warm embrace and kissed her anxiously. They both forgot the world around them when they enjoyed the familiar touch of moist lips.
As he brought a hand to ease between her legs, Tatiana opened them willingly and allowed him to finger the front of her pants.
Tatiana’s legs widened more, and her knees lifted as Dante stroked her ever–dampening pants. Leaning forward, he kissed her and moved his hand deftly to slip inside the pants. Tatiana’s kiss paused as Dante’s fingers found her silky, wet folds and allowed his fingers to slide along them. Her tongue swirled inside his mouth.
As she lay there, Dante pulled her pants down. He got them down to below her knees, and then Tatiana kicked at them until they were left wrapped around her right ankle.
Between her open thighs, he looked down upon the triangle of dark pubic hair. While he returned his hand to her pussycat and made slow and gentle strokes along its wet slit, Tatiana raised herself to a sitting position. She leaned up to kiss him and, at the same time, took hold of his throbbing cock again. Dante shifted to sit directly in front of her, their legs overlapping. They kissed as he continued massaging her sex, and Tatiana continued her slow, affectionate stroking of his hard shaft.
He rubbed a finger along her wet opening until he parted her lips and slipped inside her. She gasped and shivered with pleasure, her head moving forward to kiss his shoulder as her passion continued to
rise.
“That feels so good,” she breathed into his ear.
Dante sighed as he explored her wonderfully moist insides.
Her stroking of his cock was having a sound effect on him, too. “It feels good all around,” he whispered in her ear.
Dante lifted one of her breasts upwards so he could dip his head and lick around her stiff nipple. She caught her breath while another wave of pleasure washed over her. He continued to make his tongue swirl around her nipple and occasionally take it between his teeth and suck on her, enjoying the reaction he got as Tatiana’s breathing punctuated his movements. Finally withdrawing his finger from her, he immediately replaced it with two fingers and allowed his thumb to start rubbing around. her clitoral area.
Dante held onto her for the longest time, kissing her and letting her come down from the shattering high he felt inside her. Tatiana was smiling and had her eyes locked onto his as she got to her knees and crawled her way over Dante, his cock straining between his legs.
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Leaning back on his hands, he watched as Tatiana took his hardness in her hands and straddled his lap.
Holding onto his shoulders, Tatiana positioned herself above him. She let the slick heat of her excited pussy lips brush over the head of his cock as she readled herself. Her eyes never left his as she slipped down to engulf him.
“Ooooh,” she purred as she lowered herself all the way down.
Her pussycat was wet and warm as it engulfed his shaft. “That feels so good,” he moaned now.
Dante felt her hot, wet softness close tightly around him. He could feel her contract around his shaft in almost perfect rhythm to his throbbing cock’s every twitch.
Kneeling, Tatiana was able to raise and lower herself on him, very slowly at first, as Dante pulled her close, kissing her and letting his hands feel the perfect skin of her back. Every inch of him felt alive as all control of his pleasure was assumed by Tatiana.
His free hand ran down along her spine, tracing it with my fingers. Tatiana took him as deeply as she could and then pulled back up until just her pussy lips were around his crown. She paused for what seemed like an eternity before she slid slowly back down again, sucking him in the whole way with a heat and a smoothness he thought would make him lose it all over her. When she hit bottom this time, she covered her mouth, suppressing the moan as she bounced away on his cock.
