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 shop windows are smashed. At the head of the...
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, with monocle and top hat, white gloves slightly...
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. I look at her face. It’s breathtakingly...
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 young! “. He keeps kissing me: “You are...
Something strange happened to me tonight. I met a girl… and I was tense.While I was talking to her, I was tense.While we were having sex, I was tense (well, in this case… better!) :). And it’s strange, it’s been ages since I felt tense on a date.They all tell me: “You’re so calm, confident, self-assured.” All of them.And this time, instead… I was...
Sometimes acquaintances ask me for details about my lifestyle, after seeing me with several women 15-20 years younger than me. For many of them it’s something strange, uncommon. I try to explain that it’s a natural and widespread thing. A possibility worth exploring. Many people, then, dismiss it as my quirk, or attribute it to some particular characteristics: “Yeah, but...
Venezuelan Chica just got into the taxi heading to her home. She’s 18, with a voluptuous body seemingly designed for pleasure, a tender face, and the sweet gaze of a sincere soul. Full breasts, wide hips, a bit different from the hyper-fit girls I’ve been seeing lately. She doesn’t have the constructed, rarefied, and unavailable sensuality of the French Goddess, where every...
