All language subtitles for La Zia In Calore - Lady Godiva (1987)

Lady Godiva in

Aunt in the heat

My love.

Oh, yes!

Oh, yes!

Oh, Frank!

Oh, Frank!

Oh, yes!

I'm sorry I didn't know you were watching.

I don't know what happened to me.

I was so hot.

It's the first time I swear.

A moment of weakness.

I was thinking of Frank.

The great love of my life.

How much I loved you.

It was with him that I met sex.

I was so good.

I remember the first
night we spent together.

Here I am, Frank. I'm ready.

I was waiting for you. You are very
good. I'll give you everything I want.

Frank was a mining engineer
and was always away for his work.

I loved him very much, but
I could not see him often.

That day he had just returned from Africa

and still had within him the
sensual and primordial heat

that only the sun of those
distant lands can excite.

That night he transmitted
to me all his passion,

his reinvigorated will, his
tender and relaxed lust.

Until dawn we searched for each other
in a continuous and crazy ambience,

drunk with pleasure
and impure of the world,

dedicated only to us,
made one for the other,

merging together without more barriers.

Our bodies and our minds were
now beyond all time and space limits,

transported by the turbine of our
excited and disconcerted senses.

I liked to touch him,
to feel under my hands

his muscles in tension
for the pleasure I gave him,

to caress the flower of his body,

to make him soft and alive
with the strength of my desire.

His member whizzed inside me, erect
and victorious, giving me endless pleasure,

which I tried to exchange
by squeezing him into

my vessels with all the
passion I was capable of.

Now love and kiss me, please.

But Frank, a bad day has started again.

I haven't seen him since.

But I haven't felt alone in the
long run because I met Christ.

A very nice boy.

He always respected
me, he was always so nice.

And very warm.

I liked to show off in front of
him, doing the strangest things.

He was the one who revealed my most secret
and unconfessed narcissistic desires.

With him I felt even more
feminine than with Frank.

I heard his tongue enter
inside me and I felt it penetrate

me with the most absurdly
abnormal and sensual things.

I was going to bed all afternoons.

Never enough.

And I let him go to work in the evening.

Exhausted.

Oh, baby, your so tight.

We have to try to get out of here.

Yes, yes!

No!

Yes!

Yes!
- I can not stand!

No, no!

No!

No!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Christoph was an actor.

And I don't know how he did acting,

after having made love
to me for hours and hours.

Vital energy.

That's what he called the
enthusiasm for the sex I gave him.

And sometimes he told
me that even on stage,

thinking of us,

he had to keep the excitement
that he risked overdoing too much,

in the memory.

Can you imagine him, that handsome, tall,

or what do I know, under a sand tunic,

at the highest point
of the dramatic pathos?

If his admirers had known.

However, he was insatiable,
almost more than me.

There were no rare afternoons when
he reached orgasm four or five times.

A real stallion.

Then I did not live alone, I hosted a my
niece who I thought was an angel

but one day coming home, what
a show, girls, other than angel

Maybe I was naive telling
everything to Christoph.

And Christoph on the first occasion
threw himself in bed with my niece.

I was so in love that I also
accepted that Christoph

let him meet his friend Mark with my niece.

But not only that, I accepted much more.

I liked Maria very much, she was his type.

There was a lot of feeling
between the two of them.

Maria told me that they
made sparkles in bed.

Yes, they caught, here.

And she told me everything.

How he did not get tired of licking her.

How she enjoyed,
psychologically before physically,

to take her membrane and
her body in all possible orifices.

In those moments Maria
was a little goddess,

welcoming in her love the warrior's sword,

which stamped her aggressiveness

in the warm and humid meanders of her body.

I understood that Maria
was discovering love,

the one with the capital A.

And it was silly that she,
so sentimental, so romantic,

could have approached
the greatest mystery of life

through such a material experience.

I think it was the right thing for her.

She was made for love.

And who, if not an expert
man, could start to know her

and the depth of this feeling.

Maria did not take long
to learn the love games

and so much she took
pleasure that she was not

satisfied with the powerful
sexual vigor of Mark

She asked and obtained
that a friend of Mark,

Erickson, also participated
in her amateur games

that ended the sexual
education of little Maria

Very little, in short, she never had to
learn with two champions of cut-and-dry

Yes, it was a splendid show.

And I participated too.

Christophe had left me.

He had found a black woman who
was more in blood than me, as he said.

And what better and more refined
revenge than to make me his two friends.

Forgetting him at
least for the short time

of that Partus so
cheerful and so carefree.

Life is short, as the
poet says, and must be

enjoyed as long as
possible, without thinking

more than much about sad things.

That crumpledness, our bodies
that searched, delineated, penetrated,

gave me the meaning
of the pagan rite of love.

It was beautiful.

What a shocking experience it was.

But then, after about
three weeks, I met Rocco.

And in his strong arms, I forgot Christoph.

Rocco was fussy and
went straight to the point.

He was a surgeon, very
professionally equipped,

very charmed, very equipped in short.

I wore too much to get
lost in romantic courtships.

That's how I found him immediately in my
arms and above all, he's between my legs.

It was nice to feel his dick,
to breathe his male odour,

to feel his power in my body,

to find the primitive, ancestral
sense of an animalistic sensuality

that, despite my previous
experiences, was often rejected,

I managed to reach.

His profession had made him cynical enough

not to give too much space to feeling.

And without the big demonstrations
of interest I was used to

and that men usually
enlarged me in abundance,

I was the one who morbidly attacked him,

remaining invincible to the heat of my sex,

opening me up to the most
intimate development of my being.

I was very good with Rocco.

It seemed to me that I had
finally found my ideal companion.

He was young, handsome, well-behaved,
interesting and rich in addition.

Yes, he made me feel at ease.

What we did was so natural, so spontaneous.

I enjoyed when he enjoyed.

I loved him while he loved me.

With him I felt such pleasure that
he pushed me to do the things that a

moral perverter and a big-mouth would
have considered among the most clumsy

with enthusiasm and a sincere, pure desire.

I would dare to say adolescent.

But unfortunately Rocco was already
married and like all married men

he had little time for me.

So to interest him, I
made him meet my niece.

You should have seen him.

Rocco opened my mind to such an extent
that I wanted to try different experiences,

newer, more stimulating.

And who but my niece?

My tireless niece was closer
to me than any other person.

She was very sweet, kind and perverse.

I tried a advance with her and
immediately found a fertile ground.

She let herself be
carried away by my

flattery and we found
ourselves in a way that

we could not say to look for our
peace, our trembling bodies, anxious to

give more than once to forbidden
caresses, to pleasures now evidently

we were overwhelmed by an erotic fury

and we discovered ourselves
anxious to possess ourselves

for all that nature allowed us.

Yes, hello.

Sure, how are you, Ron?

Yes, if you want you can
reach me at this house.

I already gave you the address, right?

There's a nice little
surprise for you, you'll like it.

Okay, see you soon, I'll wait for you.

I'm going to get you.

Damn, they rang.

Be good for a moment.

You'll see I'll find you a new friend.

Girls, look what I brought you.

You will have a lot of fun with him.

He's not a nice girl.

Come on, come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come to bed.

Oh, yes, come on.

It was a fun dessert.

I was prepared for a new
experience, with Maria at least,

but I wanted to try
something more exciting.

Make me a stranger, but think about it.

The secret dream of every woman,

that a handsome, shy,
kind boy comes into her life,

with whom she ends up in bed.

It was an unforgettable evening.

Also because the show
offered by Rocco and Maria

sweated with fury.

What did they make us do with the
two of us we felt like two hot dogs

At the end of that night we said goodbye
with the feeling of having wonderfully

re-wound our ties.

I had found in Ron a new playmate.

Love was walking hand in hand with
life and it was flashing in the minutes.

Rocco in a way remained in the family.

I had gladly lent it to my nephew,

sure that he would
have definitely removed

every trace of ignorance
on things of love.

So now you know everything.

However, my life has changed.

Enough with men.

Enough with the easy stuff.

Hi, Leo.

Hi, Rocco.

Do you remember Christophe?

Hi, Christophe.

Are you okay?

Yes, we can bring some friends.

Oh, yes, sure, why not?

Christophe, go call them.

Well.

Hi.

What a nice surprise.

But it's been a long time
since you've been heard.

You're right, but I've had a lot to do.

You know, I've worked a lot and
I haven't had a moment for me.

I know, you men always say that.

No.

Oh, look, they're coming.

Welcome.

Hello.

Hi.

Hi.

This is Amanda.

Nice to meet you.

Honored.

Hi.

And she's Gloria.

Hi, Claudio.

Hi.

Make yourself comfortable.

Take a seat.

I hope I haven't disturbed you.

You know, Leo, we were just passing by

and I thought I'd introduce you
to these other friends of mine.

We're very nice, but we're very serious.

Oh, good.

Come on, what are you doing?

Come on, don't worry, they're just kidding.

Amanda.

My love, come on, open your eyes.

No, I'm kidding.

Without further ado, after the
first moment of embarrassment,

I also started looking for the ancient
ardors that Rocco still excited me.

After all, the atmosphere
was joyful and unimpeded.

Indeed, I discovered what tireless
warriors of love were Rocco's friends.

I was curious to see
where it was going to end.

The end

Let's try to exchange
companions. Let's move the table.

I like the new game proposed.

It's true that men are all the same, but...

The evening was getting
interesting, we girls were

certainly no longer virgin
and we put everything

to give satisfaction to the senses
excited our and our partners.

It was really fun, new
knights, new experiences.