Under the silver gaze of the full moon, the forest was a symphony of shadows and whispers. The cool night air kissed your skin as you lay naked on the soft moss, your heart pounding with anticipation. Alessandro, his eyes reflecting the moon's glow, stood over you, a predator ready to claim his prize. "I've been waiting for this all night," he growled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine. He knelt between your legs, his hands gripping your thighs as he leaned down, his tongue tracing a path from your knee up to your inner thigh. You gasped, your body arching towards him,… فراءة المزيد

The forest takes me in as if it were a room prepared just for us. I step off the gravel path onto the soft carpet of needles, and with every step, the world grows quieter. Only the hum of insects, the whisper of leaves. My heart beats faster—not from fear, but from anticipation. I know Alessandro is somewhere between the trees, and the thought of his nearness makes the air warmer. I move deeper into the dark green until I see him: leaning against a pine as if it were the doorway to another world. That half-profile, that gaze—calm yet aware. His name sits on my tongue, but I don’t speak it. It… فراءة المزيد

Der Wald nimmt mich auf, als wäre er ein Zimmer, das nur für uns beide bereitsteht. Ich trete vom Schotterweg auf den weichen Teppich aus Nadeln, und mit jedem Schritt wird es stiller. Nur das Summen der Insekten, das sanfte Rascheln der Blätter. Mein Herz schlägt schneller, aber nicht vor Angst. Ich weiß, dass Alessandro irgendwo zwischen den Stämmen wartet, und allein der Gedanke an seine Nähe macht die Luft wärmer. Ich schreite tiefer in das dunkle Grün, bis ich ihn sehe: Er lehnt an einer Pinie, als wäre sie der Türrahmen zu einer anderen Welt. Dieses Halbprofil, dieser Blick, der gleichz… فراءة المزيد