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 can’t hear. He disappears around the...
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...
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 decks. That guy is me. An unusual euphoria fills...
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 she stiffens up, saying she doesn’t go to...
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...
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...
I wait for her standing in front of the restaurant, a high-end Japanese place specializing in meat dishes. Here comes the taxi. Through the windows, I catch a glimpse of her silhouette. She adjusts herself with the confidence of a diva about to take the stage at La Scala. Meanwhile, the taxi driver leans forward.He searches for my gaze.His face is flushed, eyes bulging.He gives me a dazed smile...
