92. Amelia's POV
Alessandro and I were on his bed, I was naked while he only had his his briefs on. This truth or dare game was going crazier by the second and I cursed myself inwardly for being such a bad player.
I did always pick the wrong card, always having to ask Alessandro a question. While he kept picking the dare card. His dares were so crazy but I was enjoying the game so far.
"Pick, baby." He chuckled as Iaid my hand on the stack of cards, shuffling and reshuffling, hoping to be lucky this time.
He should indeed pray that I was unlucky this time again cause I was going to pay him back for all he had done to me.
My heart sank when I picked the wrong card again. 'Dare' it read. Alessandro took it from me since I was too busy biting down my lips.
"It says dare." His last word held a thicker tone and my heart thumped loudly at the impact. I was done for, what was he going to ask me to do this time, give him a blowjob or something even worse?
Alessandro, please don't say anything creepy. I prayed within me and as if he was reading my mind, he shrugged, a smirk tugging at his lips.
He had his eyes on me, he was taking too long to speak and it gave me the chills. What was he going to say now?
He stretched his hand, reaching to tickle one of my nipples, I bit my lips, trying not to moan but as you all know, he was so perfect at everything he did.
"Ah, stop." I moaned, pushing his hand off. My nipples hurt a lot since he had being sucking them all day but they wouldn't stop being all perky and erect….for him.
"I dare you to masturbate until you cum for me, amoretto." He said as he kissed me on my lips. I froze, masturbate?
Was he really serious about this?
I touched his chest, pushing him away gently. "Sandro? Please don't do this to me, do you know how many times I've cummed today, uh?" I frowned and he chuckled, pinching my tits as he fixed his eyes on me.
"That's it's why it's called a truth or dare game. It's a must for you to do whatever I ask amd if you don't…." He paused, moving his lips to my ear. "I get to do whatever I want with you."
I looked into his eyes and they screamed nothing but to run. I knew Alessandro too well, if I agree to his words and fail to do the dare, I might turn crippled before tomorrow.
"You know I'm not so nice when it comes to this, my love so you had better get those fingers into your pussy. Or do I teach you?" He raised his brow, teasing my pussy splits with a finger. He pushed in slowly and trailed down, moving up again.
I clasped my thighs together and slapped his hand off. "No, I'd do this myself."
"Okay….." he nodded, his hands palming his chin. He watched me, his gaze dripping with impatience. I widened my legs, giving him more space to see what I was going to do.
I begged him with my eyes, hoping he would reconsider but he only shrugged.
I knew they'd he no point begging him, he gave me an option already but that would be hell.
Gulping down, I scooped my boobs in my palms, kneading and pinching my tits. I would smooch my breasts for some minutes and tickle my nipples again.
Pleasure built within me and I had begun to want more of this even when I haven't started anything yet.
"Ah, Sandro." I moaned, catching my breath in my lungs as I slid my fingers into my walls, fondling with boobs with my other hand.
I began slowly, I wanted to feel the pleasure really well. My pussy was damn wet, orgasm ripped through my sensitive core.
"Do it faster, you're wasting time." Alessandro slapped my boobs and I jerked, driving my fingers really deep in my pussy until I they were totally in. I could feel it, it touched me down there where all my pleasure and ecstatic butterflies lay.
They bursted as I fingered myself harder, I wanted to cum more. I was on cloud nine.
I slowed down when another orgasm was approaching. It bursted out like it had been lying in waiting for eternity.
Alessandro grinned, taking it all on his fingers. He dipped them into my mouth and commanded me to swallow it. I did, I could feel my own taste in my throat.
Was this what Alessandro had been enjoying all these months? Fuck, I tasted really good. He had the right nickname when he gave me dolcezza.
His eyes were glued on my pussy as I worked my fingers in and out, cumming on and on. Soon, he took his dick out of his boxers and began to fondle it. The more I increased my pace, the more he pleasures himself.
"Fuck." He groaned out, throwing his head back and when I noticed that he needed help in cumming out, I moved closer to him, crawling on all fours.
I took his cock from him and fondled him, going up and down. I could see him dripping with pre-cum, he grabbed my hair, groaning like crazy.
"Do it like a pro, bitch." Hearing him, it was like he had ignited a match in me, one that burned down every restriction that seemed to be holding me back. I loved it when he called me dirty names.
I bent, pushing his crotch into my mouth as I sucked and sucked his balls. I moved to his shaft again, sucking him with so much intensity.
"Call me dirty names, baby boy." I said, placing a lingering kiss on his dick cap. I drawed out sperm through the piercing on it. His sperm laid in wait to be swallowed and that I did.
As I continued to swallow him, my pussy didn't stop getting wet too. Alessandro circled his thumb around my clit and he would dip its head in me. He rubbed my core mercilessly until I lost it.