Okay, it’s true, the blog is closed and I shouldn’t have written anymore.But I can’t stay silent about my goodbye to SweetBoobs, which happened just a few hours ago.There she is, knocking at my door. She’s been waiting a month to meet me, due to my COVID isolation. A month in which she’s done everything to be close to me: calls, messages, she even sent me roses...
First day of preventive COVID isolation.“Good morning, am I speaking with Mr. Try_A_Man? Yes, I’m the florist so-and-so, I have a bouquet of flowers for you.”“For me, really?”“Yes, yes, that’s what it says on the order.” I open the card: “A small and sweet thought to be with you during these difficult days. Your ‘Morning...
Written by Sweet Tits After our first date, the story with “The Magnificent” is going great. We talk every day, always looking for each other. We alternate between days of cuddling and days of sex. Days when he writes me the sweetest words and days when he confesses his wildest fantasies. One evening he had a rather unexpected reaction to a photo of mine: he called me “love...
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 any ideas of falling in love.My goal is to...
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 people gave up any socializing and limited...
Oh yes, 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.” SweetTits wanted to have her say, to express her point of view and to… get revenge. Yes, because she was always used to being the princess to be won over, the woman to chase, while with me...
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.HoneyEyes was important to me, and this didn’t escape Giulia: the most romantic of my romantic readers. A few hours ago, she wrote to me all worried about her...
I spot SweetTits just signed up on Seeking.com. We chat a bit, I ask for her number, and then we move 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 dinner at my place and she stiffens, saying she doesn’t go to...
HoneyEyes has an irresistible face. Pronounced cheekbones, big luscious lips, jet-black lashes that make her bright eyes stand out. Their shade changes with her mood: honey-colored when she’s calm, but when she opens up for a moment of connection, her iris ignites with a thousand sparks, like a bonfire on the night of San Lorenzo. She’s damn beautiful, damn expressive. She works as a...
I have a sweet little dog, a Jack Russell with heart-shaped eyes and the ability to make anyone fall in love with just a glance. He’s 10 cm and a banana tall, but he thinks he’s a lion: he looks down on any other dog, even if it’s a Doberman, a Great Dane, or a Saint Bernard. He’s the boss of the neighborhood: strutting around on those muscular yet thin legs like...
