Some dream of being dancers or entrepreneurs. And then there's her, who dreams of being a dictator. Literally. The story of how I started dating a stingy twenty-year-old who threatens Mossad over a six-euro umbrella and cries over ferrets.
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Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Slender.Fair complexion.Straight hair falling gently along her shoulders.A stroke of black eyeliner along her eyes, to elongate her gaze and make it more mysterious, almost Egyptian.She sends me three photos.First photo: a simple, decent red dress, worn in the hope of being liked.Second photo: white jeans and a black top.Third photo: a little black...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] “Buddy, no, you have to write this story! It’s too funny! I’m sending it to Nico, he’s going to crack up. “. So, here I am, scammed and… my buddy and his cheerful Londoner pal are laughing and having a blast. The life of an amateur writer is tough. Bukowski was a fucking alcoholic, with no talent or purpose, a...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] DC Bane, Bane, The Dark Knight Rises, movies HD wallpaper June 10, 2012.On this day, 399,955 babies were born.150,453 lives left this planet.97,540 couples got married.But this day will be remembered for another reason: on June 10, 2012, an anonymous commenter named Bane brought to light one of the most lucid and terrifying analyses of the reality of...
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Il Magnifico writes a letter to the son who will be born in 6 months to XMas Lady. Between diapers, threesomes, and an overly enthusiastic grandmother, the most tender and surprising letter on the blog.
The women in my life are meteors: they enter, they shine, they disappear. A poem by the Magnifico, a confession, and writing as an antidote to death.
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] You know Jarvis? The one from Iron Man. The artificial intelligence that manages the armor, pilots the drones, updates the weapon systems, and occasionally allows itself to be ironic while Tony Stark is about to crash into a building. There you go. I have one. Except mine doesn’t manage armor. It manages my romantic relationships. What follows...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] An ex of mine asked me to remove all materials that could refer to her. Given that the blog is set up so that it’s not possible to trace people’s identities, I’ve proceeded to completely remove every reference. So if while reading it seems like pieces are missing… it’s because pieces are actually missing.I’m sorry...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] October 3, 2025. An earthquake shakes Milan: a throbbing serpent of young people surges through the city shouting “Free Palestine.” Every step makes the earth tremble; a wave hungry for change radiates through the Milanese ring roads, sparking outrage among the bejeweled high-society ladies and fear in the police. There are clashes; a few...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Today I had my first threesome (FFM). I confess I was a bit nervous… A very fun experience, which I might write about or maybe not.Funny thing: one of the two girls brought me a bouquet of daisies as a gift, explaining “so that after fucking me, you spend your time desperately wondering ‘she loves me, she loves me not!’“...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] In the heart of Milan, just a few meters from the chaos of the Navigli, hidden from the sight of ‘maranza’ and the rabble, lies a small gem: Doping. More of a club than a bar, more of an oasis than a mess, Doping Club has always been in my top three special places. If it were a person, it would be an eclectic gentleman from another era...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Let’s talk about the Countess. Belgrade, restauran… ?: “Hallelujah!”Me: “Who’s speaking?”?: “…”Strange, I thought I heard someone talking. Anyway, as I was saying…Belgrade. Steakhouse, modern vibe. The air is thick with smoke (you can still smoke indoors there). Around me, my Serbian...
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Happy Valentine’s Day from Uncle Michael Saylor (who is currently costing me more than any woman!)
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Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Greetings from Venice! For carnival, Xmas Lady and I spent an interesting Eyes Wide Shut-style evening in Venice. Report coming soon (if the Freemasons don’t kill me first). The evening’s theme was Olympus and its gods. The typical Venetian costumes were not missing. With Magnifico, you never get bored! First time in Venice for Xmas Lady...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Miami, early 2026. Rooftop of the 1 Hotel South Beach. Still waiting for Xmas Lady to arrive. Xmas Lady: “So how many girls did you meet that day while you were waiting for me?” ndXmasLady.Me: “Hey, I was on vacation!“ Xmas Lady: “Don’t you have a better use for your time on vacation?!”Me: “Well, that way I meet so many interesting people…...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] A narrow alley in the shadow of Milan’s Duomo. A gloomy, drizzly day: the sky is gray and uncertain, much like my mood. I’m parking my three-wheeled scooter when I see her right in front of me: Piccolina. My heart jumps as I recognize her. An innocent baby face; the usual sexy eyeliner winging out her eyes, just so she doesn’t look...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] I happened to rewatch this clip from Fight Club, one of my favorite movies, and I thought:“Oh my God, this could be the comparison between me (Paolo) and my alter ego (The Magnificent)!”I chose this nickname many years ago when I ventured into the world of online dating with all the insecurities of a man who had only been with one woman...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] It was Christmas when Magnificent and I met. He chose a beautiful spot in New York, and when I first met him in person, he fit the bill—attractive, Italian, and, most importantly, confident. There was an ease to him which I really appreciated. In some ways, he felt familiar. We connected over my Italian–New York background and his Italian heritage in...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] I come home after three weeks in the US. The house is cold and empty. I go upstairs to bed. And I see the stuffed animal and the eternal rose I had given to Piccolina. She brought them back to me at the end of our story. I see them on the nightstand she had chosen to better furnish my house, all covered in LEDs. Next to the mirrors she had found on...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] December 25th, right in the middle of Christmas. It’s snowing outside. I peek out the window: I see a fire truck speeding down the snowy street. “Santas” of various races are pedaling tourists around in rickshaws with colored neons. On the sidewalk, a homeless Black man kicks the snow, laughing, shouting, and cursing at something I...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Faithful representation of the body; the face, however, is much more beautiful in person. Second-rate hotel, found by chance because it’s the holiday season. She’s lying on the bed, face up. I’m straddling her, with her legs wrapped around my head. I’m pumping her hard, while a pillow under her butt keeps her pussy tilted up...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] It was supposed to be a solo vacation. All about solitude. Dedicated to focusing on myself, taking care of myself, loving myself. Pushing beyond my limits. I deliberately avoided bringing a girl from Milan. “I’ll prove I can be perfectly fine on my own”, I said.It was supposed to be a vacation where silence would cloak me, letting my inner...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] @Valdemar von Kazak I lift the window shade: a white sea of clouds blinds me. Gradually, my eyes adjust and I can make out the beginning and end of each cloud, as if they were individual waves. My gaze drifts toward the horizon: ahead of me, New York awaits. I had booked this trip for the previous Christmas, excited to share the holiday atmosphere of...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] A black Porsche streaks at 220 km/h along the Milan-Turin highway. Other cars quickly pull over, without even waiting for a flash of the high beams. They aren’t afraid of the high-speed beast, but of its driver: a guy with a plastered-on grin, singing at the top of his lungs and dancing with the same conviction as Gigi D’Agostino behind the...
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You left a gentle warmth on me, like velvet that softly rests on the skin but at the same time slips away leaving the skin bare, exposed...
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Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] The problem with having a blog is that sometimes you decide to meet certain people just because… they could be great subjects for a story. This is the case with Gothic Doll, a 23-year-old Russian with an incredibly refined style, an artist who exhibits in Milan, New York, Venice (Biennale), a person whose appearance is incredibly edgy while her...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] It’s now a cinematic trope: the classic Christmas movie, with the inevitable Christian De Sica who has to juggle between wife and mistress. I have neither a wife nor a mistress, but this is the time when I had to leave one girl at my house to run to the other. But let’s go in order. For a few months now, I’ve been seeing both...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Like that, but more corporate Milan Linate, Leonardo lounge. While waiting for my flight to Amsterdam, I decide to capture my impressions of the girl I met yesterday. She writes to me on a dating app: ” Hi! Let’s play a game. If I’ve been to a country you haven’t visited yet, you owe me a glass of champagne 🙂 “. I tell...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] There she is, appearing during my usual five minutes of daily Tinder swiping. Little One, 21 years old, but looks much younger (17 at most). Very young, fair skin, delicate features with a Central European touch. A childlike face frames a sexy gaze, creating an ontologically impossible contrast that comes to life in her with extraordinary grace...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] As you know, the story with HoneyEyes is over. But maybe you don’t know how.At the end of last year, HoneyEyes decided to quit her job and start a new career. She wanted to study, reinvent herself, and change direction. She was very unsure about what to do, so I suggested a Digital Marketing course, thinking she could become a great saleswoman...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] I step off the tender and stride quickly toward the black van. My host and my new computer are waiting for me inside. Tinted windows—I can’t see who’s in there. I nod to the driver, he opens the van door, and there she is, Ninfetta. The girl jumps down nimbly, looks at me for a moment, and leaps on me: Hey, you are not so old! You are...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] You can find anything on Tinder these days. Even spies! During my usual 5 minutes of swiping a day, her profile catches my eye. She has very fair skin, jet-black hair, and light eyes, a faded tone between green and blue. 26 years old, she claims to be looking for a serious relationship.Features of an Eastern European woman, with pronounced cheekbones...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] It all started with yet another piece of advice from Filippo: “why don’t you meet slightly older girls?” Me: what do you mean? 28-year-olds? Fil: no, older! Me: 28 and a half? Fil: like, 35 years old. me: are you crazy?! I can’t date someone with dentures! And maybe take her to the pension office! What do you take me for, a...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Straight from the past. I see her arriving, with her blonde hair, same childlike face but with a serious air. She hints at a slight smile and comes toward me. It’s her, the last person I ever thought I’d run into again, the first I would have wanted to see. Yes, her.The Americanina.The one who made me lose my mind for the first time, only...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] So, after a five-year relationship with my long-term ex, it’s over. I started this blog feeling like a Lion, ready to fiercely savor life, hunting fearlessly but respectfully only the most interesting prey. Then I found love and, rather than a lion, I found myself to be a fool… in the good and noble sense of the word. I struggled with my...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] SUMMER 2023. I’d like to kiss her. But I haven’t washed for a week, except with seawater. I’m sweaty from dragging the huge suitcase I used on the sailboat under the sun. I had onions for lunch. In short, I’m in the worst condition to kiss her. I’ve just entered the hotel room. She’s there, buzzing around the...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] @ Walsemarkazak Imagine placing every atomic bomb in the world at the bottom of the deepest pit. Imagine detonating them all at once. The depth of that resulting crater is nothing compared to the void I still feel today, a month and 10 days after the end of our relationship. 40 days, like Christ’s days in the desert, during which I’ve...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] I’ve decided to shut down the blogs. For several reasons.The first is that more and more often the protagonists of the stories end up being bothered by some detail in my accounts. Almost never because of something I actually did, but always because of some free interpretation, some embellishment used to decorate the story.All of us, every day...
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Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] I can’t stand being at home anymore. The isolation caused by Covid has lasted over a month, and for Easter, I want to live. Unfortunately, we’re in a Red zone, very red: if you stick your nose out the door… they’ll shoot you. Luckily, the doctor recently prescribed me “thermal balneotherapy,” so I have a good...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Okay, it’s true, the blog is closed and I shouldn’t have written anymore.But I can’t stay silent about my farewell to SweetTits, which happened just a few hours ago.There she is, knocking at my door. She’s been waiting a month to see me because of my COVID isolation. A month in which she did everything to stay close to me:...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] First day of preventive COVID isolation.“Good morning, am I speaking with Mr. Magnifico? Yes, I’m the florist so-and-so, I have a bouquet of flowers for you.”“Are you sure it’s for me?”“Yes, yes, that’s what it says on the order.” I open the card: “A small and sweet thought to be with you...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0]Written by Sweet Tits After our first date, the story with “The Magnificent” is going great. We talk every day; we’re always looking for each other and vice versa. We alternate between days of cuddling and days of sex. Days when he writes me the sweetest words and days when he shares his wildest fantasies. One evening, he had a...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] The adventures with Honey Eyes are always very lively, never a dull moment. About ten days after pushing her away… I reach out to her again. Yeah, I know, I’m a loser. The sex is too good with her, I really like her, in the end, I just have to accept the relationship for what it is: a convenient friends-with-benefits situation. And forget...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Saturday night. I’ve been stuck at home for a week. Deliveroo bags emerge from the mess scattered all over the loft, archaeological relics testifying to last week’s meals. The top layer, and therefore the most recent, consists of medicine packages. Yep, I caught COVID-19. I had considered the risk. At the start of the pandemic, many...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Yeah, it was bound to happen sooner or later. After dozens and dozens of reports on the girls I’ve met, here’s finally a report where I’m the one being… “reviewed.” TetteDolci wanted to have her say, to express her point of view and to… get revenge. Yes, because she had always been used to being the princess...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] Despite this blog being all about blowjobs, anal plugs, and bisexual contortionists… my readers are very, very romantic. To the point of being able to look beyond the surface of things and read directly into my heart.The Unnamed One was important to me, and this didn’t escape Giulia: the most romantic of my romantic readers. A few hours...
Click to rate this post! [Total: 0 Average: 0] I meet TetteDolci, just signed up on Seeking.com. We chat for a bit, I ask for her number, and then we move over to WhatsApp. And it starts off badly. She confesses she’s afraid of dogs, almost to the point of panic. And I live half the month with Solomon (he’s in… shared custody with my ex). I invite her to my place for dinner and...
