Diary Of A Potato

you were spending the vacation of your dreams in sicily with friends, and you've already seen all the beautiful sights there: palermo as well as a fair share of small gorgeous towns around it, the famous amphitheatre in taormina, you’ve hiked mount etna, all completed with eating delicious food and having lots of limoncello cocktails any chance you could get.

you and your friends were staying in a beautiful hotel just near the coast, making your trips to the beach very comfortable.

since you've already seen almost everything there was to see in sicily by now, all that was left for you to do was to stay in your hotel, get lots and lots of rest, lie on the beach and swim in the beautiful mediterranean sea.

you were trying to make the most of your trip, but there was one more thing that attracted your attention: a certain man working in your hotel, whom you've crossed paths with multiple times.

his looks were very sicilian: he was very tall, with beautiful tanned skin, gorgeous black curls, thick eyebrows, and a cherry on top was his handsome face and protruding muscles showing through his neatly pressed hotel uniform. you could tell that as the employee here he was trying very hard to be polite, always exchanging formal greetings and extending warm smiles to you.

you seemed to be running into him really often: while having dinner in the hotel's restaurant, near the swimming pool, or in the lobby when leaving with your friends for one of your day trips.

this gave you a chance to get a good look at him quite a few times, and you couldn’t help but notice how handsome, tall and buff he was. you also noticed how his eyes always lingered on your body for a longer time than necessary, especially in all your tiny outfits needed in the scorching hot weather. 

he seemed to be checking you out, and you naturally became very curious about him. judging by the way he was looking at you, he was interested in you as well, even if he tried to hide it and be professional.

you weren't able to handle this tension anymore, and made inquiries at the reception desk. they instantly knew who he was: he turned out to be a masseuse working at the hotel spa. they said that his name was luigi and that he was an american with sicilian roots. you couldn't help but make an appointment with him specifically.

you already had taken notice of how big luigi’s hands were, and upon finding out that he was a masseuse, you were wondering all the time how they would feel on your body, massaging away the knots in your back and sore muscles. perhaps touching even more of you, if he really turned out to be interested.

you might have seen most of the sights in sicily already, but this beautiful man made your mouth water, made you crave even more of what sicily had to offer. the thought of his hands on you was making you wet, and you were thinking about his buff frame much more often than you were willing to admit.

the day of your appointment with luigi, you decided not to go with your friends to the beach, but instead stayed in the hotel's swimming pool. you had your skimpy bikini on, and you were lounging on one of the sunbeds, trying to focus on reading your book and relaxing.

you weren't really able to do any of that though, because you couldn't wait until your massage appointment and meeting luigi. instead of reading your book, you kept on thinking about him, wondering if there would be a chance to have a conversation with him.

you were practically rubbing your thighs together, excited to finally find out how good he is with his hands, how good the massage would be. the time of your appointment was finally nearing, and you put on an oversized kimono over your bikini, grabbing your things and heading towards the hotel spa.

luigi was already there, waiting for you at the spa reception area. he looked so gorgeous, so very sicilian, and his uniform was hugging his muscles in just the right way. you simply couldn't wait for him to put them to some use. his eyes roamed all over your body, and you felt great satisfaction at that.

"hello, miss. are you here for your massage appointment?" he greeted you, a polite smile on his lips. "my name is luigi, and i will be your masseuse today. please go through here," he showed you inside one of the massage rooms.

the room had the curtains drawn blocking out the scorching hot sicilian sun, the a/c was set just to the right temperature, and a few candles were burning completing the mood. there was a massage table in the middle of the room, along with a few cabinets and a couch along the walls.

"please sit down here," luigi pointed towards the couch. you took your seat, and he sat right next to you.

you finally were able to take a good look at him up close, after admiring him only from afar. he was even more dashing, especially in the dimly lit room. thick hairy eyebrows, long eyelashes, big nose, he was so handsome it almost made your heart melt.

his shorts rode up on his thick thighs, and you could almost make out the bulge in them. you didn't want to stare though, but it did seem like he noticed because he smirked.

"have you ever received massages before? would you like me to go through the process, so you can know what you can expect?" he asked.

"i've received them before, yes, so there's no need for you to do that," you didn't say that out loud, but you were quietly hoping for this particular massage to go a bit different than the ones you had experienced.

"i'm going to have to ask you a few questions first," he continued. "do you have any preexisting conditions or injuries i should know before your massage?"

"i don't have any injuries, no."

"are there any particular areas, any soreness that you would like me to focus on?" luigi asked again. while saying that he was checking out your breasts, spilling out from the tiny bikini top.

"my legs have been feeling sore recently from all the walking we did here while sightseeing. my lower back and my shoulders are hurting sometimes as well," you've said truthfully, keeping quiet about a few more areas you would love for him to put his big hands on.

"perfect, i will focus on it during your massage then," he responded. "shall we continue?" he was sitting so close to you, you were just dying to reach out your hands and touch him. 

"yes, please," you smiled and you both got up from the couch.

"it would be more comfortable if you take off your top for me, miss, if you don't mind. same with the bottoms," he said.

"no, of course i don't mind," you've replied, and you could swear you noticed a glint in his eyes.

he grabbed a big towel, stood behind you, and held a towel over your lower half while you took off your kimono and untied your bikini. he politely looked away, although you would have preferred for him to look.

"please get on the massage table when you're done, miss," he said, and you lied down on the table.

he covered your butt with the towel, but other than that you were completely naked, your titties spilling on the sides after you lied down on your stomach.

"i'm going to get some massage oil and touch your back now," luigi informed you of the next step of your massage, "please let me know if there's anything uncomfortable or if you're in any pain."

in your peripheral vision, you could see him grabbing a little pot of oil and putting it on his hands, rubbing them together to make sure it's spread properly. you were so eager to finally feel his touch that your heart was hammering in your chest.

he stood on your side and put both of his hands on your lower back. his hands felt warm, the oil on them was heated up to just the right temperature, and he applied slight pressure, digging into your muscles gently. you couldn't help it and before you knew, you let out a long moan.

"that good, huh?" you weren't able to see his face, but you felt the smirk in his voice. "it's only going to get better, i assure you."

"i'm so sorry, i don't know what came over me. i must be really sore," you've tried to backtrack this situation somehow, but the effect of his hands on you was immense and he barely even touched you.

"yes, you've mentioned all the sightseeing," his hands were moving in slow circles on your lower back now. "are you here with your friends? were you able to see the beautiful monuments of sicily?"

"yes, i'm on vacation with my friends. we did lots of sightseeing and now we're just getting some rest over the next few days," you replied. "and what about you? your accent is american, how come you ended up working in sicily?" you didn't want to tell him that you made inquiries about him and that you already knew he was from the us.

"most of my family is from sicily," he answered, his tone getting serious. "i came here to connect with my roots and enjoy the sun. sometime ago i suffered a back injury. after that, i got certified as a masseuse and i decided to come here and help people instead of working a boring nine-to-five job."

"i'm so sorry to hear about your injury. is your back better now?" you've asked.

"yes, it's much better now. don't worry, i can handle everything," he answered, a playful note in his voice returning.

you were focused on your conversation for a little while, happy to find out more about luigi, but now his hands moved from your lower back to your ribs, massaging the muscles in measured back and forth strokes.

a completely new sensation almost made you moan out loud again, but this time you've stopped yourself and bit your lower lip. you didn’t want to make any embarrassing sounds again.

luigi's hands felt absolutely phenomenal. your muscles were automatically relaxing, his touch was so soothing to your body, and he knew exactly where to press and how much of his strength to use.

he was moving upwards your back now, and at some point his hands got dangerously close to your titties. it was just a feather light touch, but you did enjoy it and you've started wondering if perhaps he did on purpose.

then, he started kneading your shoulders, hooking his fingers over them and pressing his palms into the sore muscles. it felt so good - like all the knots and the soreness you held in your traps were somehow melting under his touch.

he moved to your neck, where you knew you held lots of tension. he was pushing his thumbs into the muscles on the sides of your neck. he knew exactly what you needed, the stiffness  releasing in all the right places.

his fingers were so magical you were sincerely wishing you could feel them in your pussy as well. you were starting to wonder if they would feel just as good fingering you and massaging your walls.

"how are you doing? is everything okay?" luigi asked, not stopping the massage.

"it's perfect. you're honestly so good at this." you've answered. that stopped your train of not so innocent thoughts you were currently having about your sexy masseuse.

"i'm going to move to your legs now, if that's okay with you," he said.

"of course. you're so talented with your fingers," you remarked, because you just couldn't help yourself. his hands touching and probing your body felt wonderful, and you already felt yourself leaking between your legs.

luigi chuckled at your words without saying anything. he stopped the massage and reached for the pot with oil resting on a nearby cabinet, lathering his hands generously in it.

you were able to take a better look at him now, and then you've noticed it: his pants were undoubtedly tenting. his erection was poking through, and his dick was looking so big it was almost intimidating. it turned out that he was also feeling this weird tension, that the way he was touching you was working not only for you, but for him as well.

watching his hard cock bulging through his shorts and the way he was rubbing his massage oil all over his huge hands and long fingers, all careful and focused, was making your mouth water and it sent a new rush of heat straight down to your lower belly.

he positioned himself behind you, and he started massaging your feet. his touch was perfectly calculated again. he was using the heels of his palms, kneading them into the bottoms of your feet.

he moved on to your calves now, using long strokes to deal with the muscle tension you've held there from all the walking you did in sicily.

he continued the massage until he reached your thighs, pressing his hands firmly into them. this way, he was starting to be dangerously close to where you needed him most.

your tight muscles were loosening up under his ministrations, and all the exhaustion you held in your body was simply disappearing. his hands felt so warm, they were gliding smoothly along your skin with the help of the massage oil, healing you in all the ways you didn't even know that you needed.

your handsome masseuse with a rock hard erection was not only soothing you with his touch, but also making you feel all hot and bothered, leaking all warm and wet from your pussy.

his thumbs were on the inside of your thighs now, rubbing the sensitive skin, and he was getting closer and closer to your leaking cunt. you were getting worried if he would be able to feel it.

"what if...," all of sudden, luigi broke the silence and spoke. "what if i also touch you here?" he put his hands on your butt under the towel, digging into the soft flesh. his thumbs were placed on your pussy lips, slightly spreading you.

"luigi, yes, please. i need you," you answered, hoping to finally get what you wanted.

he grabbed the towel covering you and let it drop to the floor, and you’ve turned around to be on your back. your legs automatically opened for him to have better access. he spread your cunt again with two fingers, his fingers exploring you, feeling the wetness gathered there.

"fuck, you're dripping wet. is it all because of me?" he asked, rubbing your clit. it felt heavenly and you've started letting out little gasps because of it.

"yes, fuck, i was thinking about this since i first saw you," you replied, and he guided you to make you sit up.

he finally kissed you - it was fast and rough, almost bruising, all the want you've had for each other seemed to gather and explode in that one kiss. his lips were so soft and firm, and he was a great kisser.

he pressed you tightly into his chest with his arms around your waist, your body clashing with his, and you reciprocated by putting your arms over his wide shoulders.

"i wanted to do that since i first saw you," he stopped kissing you and took a nice long look all over you, his face inches from yours. "i usually don't leave the spa, but i was walking around the hotel pretending to be busy just so that i could run into you and stare at those skimpy outfits of yours," he kissed you again and grabbed you by your hips, brushing your skin with his thumbs.

his hands, once again, started exploring your body, but this time his touch was not so innocent. he started kneading your boobs, rubbing whatever was left of the massage oil on his hands into your sensitive skin.

you were moaning into the kiss and grabbed his dick over his shorts. he let out a grunt into your mouth at that, and he sounded so needy and desperate for you. his dick felt so big and so hard, you couldn't wait until he will stretch your pussy with it.

you didn't feel the slightest bit uncomfortable about being naked in front of him while he was still dressed, but you wanted to feel his smooth tanned skin on you, and so you grabbed the hem of his shirt and took it off over his head.

he looked better than you could have imagined: broad shoulders, muscular arms, chiseled chest, all completed with abs looking like they were curved out out of italian marble. he looked like a dream come true, like the most handsome, most sexy, most perfect man you've ever had a chance to encounter in your entire life.

he looked broad and buff even through his uniform, but seeing him without it was a thousand times better. you run your hands up and down his chest, admiring his abs and feeling the hard muscle.

he smiled, happy with the effect he had on you, and started leaving little nips and kisses all over your neck while holding you by your waist. his hands finally wandered on your thighs, and then spread them.

your sexy masseuse looked down on your pussy and reached down with his hand, spreading it slightly just he can take a look. he smirked, clearly pleased with what he's seeing, and he started massaging your clit with the pads of his long fingers, the pleasure so intense that you felt like you could come in seconds just from that.

he was so close you were moaning straight into his neck, and after a little while, he dipped two of his fingers into your pussy, and started thrusting them in and out. you moaned out loud at that, leaning on him because if felt so good you weren't sure if you'd still be able to keep yourself upright.

only two of luigi's thick fingers were already a tight fit, and he was pushing them straight against your g-spot, making you see stars.

he must have realised how wobbly you were feeling in the moment, and he wrapped his arm around your waist to make sure you won't fall down. he lifted his eyebrows and observed your reactions closely, and he looked so sexy and cocky doing that.

he added a thumb on your clit again, and his fingers plunging in and out of you made the heat spread from your cunt all over your body. they were feeling even better than they did massaging your body. you started moaning out loud, and you've experienced a very intense orgasm. the tingling sensation was spreading all over you, making you feel like were burning hot.

you came all over his hand, your release dropping down his palm and his forearm. his fingers didn't stop working and out of your soaking wet pussy through all the aftershocks. your legs were closing around his hand, your hips moving back and forth, and you were moaning uncontrollably. 

you've been waiting for so long to feel his touch, to be able to find some outlet of how you felt for this gorgeous man even when only seeing him from far away, that your orgasm left you feeling exhausted and powerless. you've collapsed forward into luigi's arms, and he cuddled you closely and kissed your temple with sweet affection.

"gorgeous. you look so beautiful when you're coming," he said, petting your hair and smiling at you.

he kissed you again, this time with much less urgency, but with tenderness and softness. he held your cheeks with his hands, caging you with his biceps.

luigi was such a great kisser, but you were the only one who was able to find release, and so you reached out and started unbuttoning his shorts. fumbling with them a bit, you've managed to take off both his shorts and his underwear at the same time, letting it fall down his legs to the floor.

seeing his dick for the first time made you stop in your tracks: it was gorgeous, the perfect shade of pink, and the longest and the thickest you have ever seen in your entire life. the size of his cock looked intimidating, and you were wondering how it would fit inside you.

he must have noticed that you were slightly bewildered upon seeing how massive his dick is, and he took your tiny hand into his much bigger one and put it on his cock, encouraging you wordlessly to jerk him off.

"it's okay baby, i know it's big, but it will fit. i promise you that we will make it fit," he said, and his authoritative tone and the playful glint in his eye made you feel yet another rush of heat in your lower belly.

your hand looked so small next to his dick it was almost ridiculous. you weren't even able to fully wrap your hand around it. you were shyly moving your hand up and down, and he kissed you again. you stayed like that for a little while - your hand rubbing his massive cock, while you were sweetly yet filthily kissing each other with tongue.

"i need to be inside you or i'm going to lose your mind," luigi muttered under his breath, grabbing your hand for you to stop, very clearly affected with you jerking him off.

he manhandled you until you were in the exact position that he wanted you to be - facing away from him, bent over and leaning forward on the massage table, with your butt sticking out in the air. he made you spread your legs kicking them apart with his knee, and placed himself behind you.

he put his hands on your waist, providing some extra stability you've needed in this position.

"let me know if you need me to stop," he said, leaving a feather light kiss on your shoulder.

he entered you like that, his dick breaching your tight entrance. you've moaned out loud at that, his very first movement already feeling overwhelming. you decided to be brave for him though, and you didn't say anything, while he was sliding inside you agonizingly slow.

his thumbs were slowly tracing circles on your lower back, providing some relief from the painful stretch of his dick. there was still some massage oil left on his hands, and it was providing extra smoothness for his movements.

he kept on easing his cock in your pussy without any rush, letting out little low groans from the back of his throat. you bit your lower lip, determined to take all of him. all of sudden you felt the tip of his dick pressing inside you really deeply - and a sudden rush of pleasure at that, letting out another loud cry.

it all felt very intense: his long, thick cock was stretching out your pussy in a way you've never been stretched before, but also reaching deep inside you. it was pushing straight on your cervix, providing overwhelming sensations.

your entire body was shaking with tremors from it. his hands were holding up your body so you wouldn’t risk losing your balance, and he wasn't even moving yet - all of that was caused by him simply pushing himself inside your cunt, and staying perfectly still.

"just like that, baby, i know you can take it. take deep breaths for me," he mumbled into your skin, peppering your shoulders in sloppy kisses, waiting for you to adjust to his size.

you were trying to listen to him and do what he told you to, but what it was coming down to was simply letting out little huffs of air mixed with whimpers, agonizingly trying to make your body accept all of him.

soon enough, luigi must have decided that he had enough of waiting and he started moving his hips back and forth, slowly at first, but then starting to speed up the tempo. the massage table was the perfect height for your hips to be roughly on the same level as his, making it easier for him to fuck into you despite the fact that he was much taller.

the masseuse's body, so much bigger than yours, was pressing into you, and he was feeling almost unbearably warm in the sicilian heat. he was groaning straight into your ear, his voice sounding low and unbelievably sexy.

you could feel the sweat trickling down his chest, mixing with the massage oils your back was generously covered in from your massage earlier. the sounds of his hips slamming against your ass filled the room, along with your pussy making sloppy wet noises from the way he was moving his dick inside you.

the whole room smelled like sex, you were covered in both his and yours sweat, the massage oil smearing all over your bodies and the furniture too. it was all so filthy and you were loving every second of it, driven with the carnal need for him. your bodies were pressed closely against each other and fully connected.

his dick was kissing your cervix with every thrust of his, hitting something deep inside you in the most perfect and most devastating way. immense pleasure was spreading all over you, spreading from your pussy and lower belly, the type of you've never felt before with any other man. he was ruining you and your pretty tight pussy for anyone else with his perfect cock, big enough to reach places deep inside you that you yourself didn't even know they existed.

your climax was approaching surely and steadily, sharp gasps escaping your lips, your pussy clenching tighter and tighter around his length. you might have already come on his fingers, but the exquisite feeling of finally getting to have him ram his big cock into you after all the teasing, all the build up caused by his big hands massaging you all over your body, your cervix getting pounded by each one of his measured thrusts, it all made you orgasm so intensely that it felt like time and space disappeared.

your body was uncontrollably shaking and trembling, your hips stuttering, and loud whimpers were escaping your lips. waves of pleasure dominated you and you've squirted all over him, only adding to the mess you both already made. his dick overpowered you and all the control you've had in your body, your legs and arms felt like jelly, and if not for his strong arms holding you up you would fall down. 

"just like that, baby, fuck, you feel so perfect coming all over my dick," luigi grunted, and he didn't even think of stopping. he pulled out when he was sure that you were done with your orgasm, a sudden loss of his warmth making you whine, and turned you over on your back, making you lie across the massage table.

he placed your legs on his shoulders, and your hips were hanging the air being held up solely by his strong hands crossed under your waist.

you weren't even able to regain any composure after your orgasm, before his dick was driving inside you again. the new angle felt different, causing entirely new and overwhelming sensations, but he was still reaching and massaging your cervix with every movement.

this time, you were able to admire luigi’s handsome face scrunching in pleasure while he was fucking you. his thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed as if in concentration and his pink lips were opened in pleasure. he must have also enjoyed this new position allowing him to look at you: his eyes were running all over your body and scanning your face, then moved to your titties jumping up and down from his thrusts, and finally he was looking down at his length disappearing inside you, covered entirely in your juices.

luigi's big, imposing biceps were flexing along with his forearms, using his strength not only to fuck into you, but also to hold up your body as he pleased. his curls were wet, muscular chest was glistening with both sweat and massage oil making him look almost ethereal, like it was some sort of ancient god that decided to step down from the heavens just to fuck you.

your whole body felt boneless in his hands, and you felt slightly light headed after how intense your orgasm was, but looking at his handsome face provided some extra entertainment for you: an added bonus to his dick pressing straight into your cervix and providing and extra layer of pleasure with how beautiful and otherworldly he was.

his stamina was surely commendable, and at this point you were able to rely only on him and his strength for you with how powerless you were feeling.

masseuse's breathing was getting more and more irregular, his thrusts getting more desperate, and you also could feel another orgasm building up deep inside you. he pressed his hips tighter into your ass, leaning your body on his and changing the position of his arms to hold you up by your thighs.

a slight shift in angle was just what you needed, and it tipped you over the edge. every drag of his dick hit you exactly where you needed it, and your orgasmed for the third time, squirting all over him, each wave of your climax making your entire body shake and tremble.

his hands were squeezing your legs so tight that you were sure it would leave red marks blooming on your skin, and you were loving the thought of being marked up by him.

luigi's lips were slightly ajar in pleasure, he was letting out low moans and breathy rasps from the back of his throat, and he looked like sin personified. his hips were stuttering, and his moans turned louder and louder, until you could feel his huge dick throbbing and pressing even more on the inside of your walls, and then his warm, thick, creamy cum filled you up.

for quite some time, you both stayed exactly as you were, panting from exertion and trying to catch your breath.

"are you okay?" luigi asked you, and he grabbed a strand of your hair that was glued to your face with sweat and put it behind your ear.

"i'm fine," you've answered, still panting. "just need to catch my breath."

he pulled out, and you felt a thick streak of his cum leaking out of your hole. he gathered you in his arms, lifting you up and sitting on the nearby couch, and placed you in his lap with your face in his chest.

your body felt entirely spent and boneless, and you weren't sure if you'd be able to do anything without his help now. his chest felt really comforting, his arms around you were holding you tightly, and you were almost melting into him. your muscles were both relaxed and slightly sore not only from your massage, but also from rounds of incredible sex and your orgasms.

he still couldn't get his hands off you, gently rubbing your back, and caressing your body anywhere where he could reach.

"are you sore anywhere?" he asked, softly pecking your forehead.

"you just gave me a massage to soothe my muscles and then you thoroughly exhausted me again," you mumbled into his skin.

luigi smiled widely at that.

"i'm sorry," he said and kissed the top of your head. "get some rest for now and then i will give you another massage."

"only if it leads to round two," you said, looking up at him and caressing his cheek with your hand. "i'm sore between my legs because of you, mister sexy masseuse, you're gonna have to give me a massage there as well."

he smirked at that, a mischievous sparkle appearing again in his pretty brown eyes.

you were completely exhausted, covered in a mix of massage oils, sweat, your own juices and squirt, and on top of that you could feel his cum slowly trickling out of you.

you didn't care about any of the mess though, because you were really happy that you finally had a chance to get your pussy pounded by that mysterious, handsome guy that you kept on running into during your trip.

as far as sicily's gorgeous sights go, you just got to experience another one of them: getting fucked senselessly by luigi, a handsome american guy with sicilian roots who just happened to have the most perfect dick in the entire world.

while cuddling into his chest, feeling the warmth radiating off him, you had a thought occur to you if what you've had with him could be more than just a summer romance. what was between you and that sicilian stallion felt really special, and you've wondered if there's a chance of an actual relationship with him.