#3049: Monte Titano- San Marino
Original photo: @thevisceraledit
A married couple, Isabella and Marco, explore a new place on their list for their marriage anniversary. With their passion as strong as it ever was, they indulge in pleasure while exploring Monte Titano and feel their love grow stronger.
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Isabella and Marco had been married for three years. Their marriage was built on love and on the adventures they shared, and that bond, much like their feelings, never weakened. Both of them thrived on discovering new places, so they were thrilled when they decided to visit San Marino—especially the famous Monte Titano. It was one of the places on their list, and with their anniversary approaching, it felt like the perfect time.
Arriving in San Marino, they were captivated by its charming streets and breathtaking scenery. The old, quiet city stood in stark contrast to their bustling life in Bologna. After dropping their bags at a small hotel for the night, they drove to Monte Titano. At the foot of the mountain, surrounded by nature, they parked and admired the view.
Since they hadn’t planned for a long hike, Marco suggested the funicular, and Isabella readily agreed. In the swaying cable car, Isabella laughed nervously until Marco wrapped his arms around her from behind, steadying her as they gazed at the landscape. From above, the city stretched out like a painted canvas.
At the summit, fresh mountain air greeted them, and the sight of the three towers—Cesta, Guaita, and Montale—filled them with curiosity. Isabella sighed, imagining knights defending their city, while Marco teased that he would defend her with his life. They laughed, kissed, and felt their bond deepen.
Their first stop was Guaita, the oldest and most famous tower. Climbing narrow paths, they teased each other about the stamina of the builders, Isabella brushing her hands against rough stones as they ascended. At the top, the panorama was breathtaking—rolling green hills, endless sky. Marco tried to capture it with his camera, but the lens seemed to focus only on Isabella’s smile. She blushed at his attention but secretly loved it.
They continued to Cesta, pausing at a small shop where Marco chose cheeses and Isabella bought honey and bread. They picnicked outdoors, savoring the simple meal that tasted richer under the sun. Inside the second tower, a museum displayed weapons and armor. Isabella playfully asked Marco if he’d steal her a jeweled crown. He pretended to look around for guards, making her laugh until she stopped him, not wanting their anniversary to end in jail.
After exploring, they returned to the city, happy with the day they had shared. Yet both knew the evening still held something more intimate in store.
Back at the hotel, Isabella showered first, then stepped out to find Marco waiting, stretched out on the bed. Smiling, she pulled rope and a blindfold from her travel bag—gifts she had planned for this special night. Marco lay back willingly, arms and legs outstretched, and she bound him with practiced ease before slipping the blindfold over his eyes.
From her bag, she produced a massage candle. Once melted, warm drops fell onto Marco’s chest, making him shudder. She massaged the scented oil into his skin, watching his arousal grow, his cock hard and straining, while she teased him with slow touches. Only when she was ready did she climb onto the bed, straddling his face so he could inhale the scent of her arousal before covering his mouth with her wet slit.
His tongue explored eagerly, finding her clit and lavishing it with relentless attention. Isabella clutched the headboard, moaning as pleasure consumed her, her legs shaking until she climaxed hard, spilling against his mouth. It took her moments to recover, but Marco never complained—it was his turn next.
Sliding down between his legs, Isabella teased his cock with soft licks, making him writhe and beg for more. Finally, she wrapped her lips around him, moving slowly at first, then deeper, until he exploded in her mouth with a helpless groan. She swallowed with a smile, knowing the finale was still to come.
Straddling him, Isabella pressed his cock against her entrance, then slid down onto him fully. She pulled off his blindfold, demanding he watch her, admire her, as she rode him hard. Marco obeyed, showering her with praise—his words spilling faster and hotter as her movements grew wilder, until finally there was nothing left on his lips but her name.
Their climax struck together, leaving them trembling and speechless. Isabella collapsed onto Marco’s chest, their hearts still pounding. Smiling, she whispered a happy anniversary. She knew there would be many more to come—filled with adventures, laughter, and love as fierce as ever.