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Hello everyone, in this period of pause and reflection I decided, rereading the old stories, to reunite in a single block those that actually belong to two separate "novels", namely "The Exchange" and "The Passage". When I published them some time ago many people notified me of the discomfort of...
It had been a long time since I'd hung out with my old friends, both due to the barrage of studying I was swamped with and the somewhat persistent advances of one of them. Our original group was made up of 8 guys, who I was used to hanging out with the first few years of high school. Of them...
Marco had kindly offered to host me in his room in Bologna. A university student, about to graduate in electronic engineering, he was a smart and intelligent guy. He was a womanizer, he loved pussy in a visceral way and he didn't spare betrayals to the girl on duty. Laura, his current partner...
For a series of fortunate circumstances Francesca would be free for 3 days.
It 's useless for me to tell you about the pantyhose stolen from the mother or later his wife, thongs worn under men's clothes, heels or lipstick put on during the long night drives in the car looking for ...
Lorenzo and I met on A69. I had placed an ad a bit 'out of the box on this site, I was not looking for easy sex, rather a relationship; among the many who wrote to me, it emerged he was looking for a lover, a Trav/trans very feminine, as I am.
He and I live far apart, over two cars away. After...
Lorenzo and I met on A69. I had placed an ad a bit 'out of the box on this site, I was not looking for easy sex, rather a relationship; among the many who wrote to me, it emerged he was looking for a lover, a Trav/trans very feminine, as I am.
He and I live far apart, over two cars away. After...
A hot summer day, a desire to relax and indulge in my fantasies.
I'm at home, alone, wearing a short-sleeved red dress with a knee-length hem. A red scarf tied around my head, because when I'm not meeting I'm more comfortable this way than with a wig. Stockings nature 15 denier, black...
A hot summer day, a desire to relax and indulge in my fantasies.
I'm at home, alone, wearing a short-sleeved red dress with a knee-length hem. A red scarf tied around my head, because when I'm not meeting I'm more comfortable this way than with a wig. Stockings nature 15 denier, black...
The rain was coming down heavy and incessant. While driving I had the impression that I was crossing an endless wall, dense but without solidity. The notes of Charlie Parker coming out of the car radio speakers at least made the atmosphere less distressing.
I saw the car stopped on the roadway...
It's August, I'm far from Rome, there has been lockdown and I haven't seen a male for at least seven months, so I want to tell about one of the few men I've been in love with,
It was about 2004 or 2005, one of the many contacts in chat, Maurizio, introduced himself as "fifty years old closer to...