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Italian Builders

Introduction: One of my first stories. My daughter is dating an Italian guy, and I figured Id make a story about him. He thinks its hilarious that hes famous now. Please post constructive criticism for me please. Thanks, and enjoy! The summer that year was hot, hot enough for Val to roll down the windows of the old truck. There were three of them, Val, Benny, and Nico. They were all Italian and single, and were fairly good looking. Val was muscular, with salt-and-pepper hair, in his mid...

Italian Builders

Val was muscular, with salt-and-pepper hair, in his mid fifties. He had a small potbelly from drinking too much. Benny was lean, with light brown hair and was shorter then Val, but denser somehow. He was forty-two, and condsidered himself nineteen. Nico was by far the most handsome, with a nice tan and short-cropped black hair with a slight curl to it at the ends. He was only twenty, and he was the front, which meant he "sweettalked" the customers they got. They were anything they...

ITALIAN HOLIDAY part two

Rome was their oyster now, but as Rocco and Liam towelled off and reclothed, they knew their evening was nowhere near over. The ache of his anal fucking continued to course through Liam’s lower half, but it did not dampen his excitement. He was the slightest bit disappointed that this time had been his first, because he was sure that no other time afterwards would be able to compete. But the night was still unfinished, and oh how wrong he would end up being.The boys left “Stalloni”, nodding to...

ITALIAN HOLIDAY part one

Rome was the city that had it all - the sights, the sounds, the nightlife. It was a fascinating ancient city by day, and a bustling hub of energy and passion by night, if you knew where to look. Liam Lovell was there on holiday for a week in the middle of July with his friends from school, celebrating the end of their time at St. Catherine’s Academy. He was free of it all, the bullies and the secrets that he had had to put up with for so many years now. And now he was in Rome, Italy’s...

Italian Lessons

It was my daughters birthday and I had met my ex wife and the two girls in a lovely Italian restaurant that someone suggested to her. Neutral ground I had thought, but things hadn’t been too difficult between us and the girls had both enjoyed it. It was late on and the three of them had gone home across town to where then three of them lived. I was sitting in the subdued light of the booth, in the now empty restaurant nursing the end of a cappuccino and brandy, awaiting the arrival of the bill....

Italian daddies

It was a cool April evening. In my late teens and just ready to graduatehigh school, I had already made up my mind that I would be spending my lifeproviding sexual pleasure to men rather than screwing women and having k**s. I was drawn to older, mature men since I was just about seven years old. Ihad this strange fascination about watching men urinate.This fascination became a pure obsession, gravitating to men's rooms inrestaurants, service stations, parks and specially the nearby bowling...

Italian Nice Guy 95 True

The Italian Nice Guy BlaqJm18201195% of this story is true. So last month I was contemplating on whether I should delete my profile on Plenty of Fish since I haven’t had any hits from anyone in my area. Technically, I'm looking for real love and long term relationship but every now and then Ill get those moments of wanting to release some built up tension. The day I had...

ITALIAN COPS AND THE GYPSY PRINCE

All characters are 18+ Years Old. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. The teenagers dominates the Cops. There is also some mild fetish (The two Gypsies have a poor personal hygiene, so you do the maths), nothing too heavy though. But if you are squeamish and don't like this type of story leave right now, you've been warned. This is just a fantasy. Always play safe in real life. MAIN CHARACTERS Enzo = 41 Cop Marco = 30 Cop Adrian = 18 Gypsy Lazlo = 18...

ITALIAN COPS AND THE GYPSY PRINCE

(Gay, Twinks/Males, Submission/Domination, Fetish, Interracial)All characters are 18+ Years Old. This story contains sex between two Gypsy teenagers and two Cops. The teenagers dominates the Cops. There is also some mild fetish (The two Gypsies have a poor personal hygiene, so you do the maths), nothing too heavy though.But if you are squeamish and don't like this type of story leave right now, you've been warned.This is just a fantasy. Always play safe in real life.MAIN CHARACTERSEnzo = 41...

Italian Fantasy

Introduction: I wrote this for a dear friend of mine, whom Ive known for the better part of 10 years, but have never met face to face. I hope you enjoy it! Italian Fantasy **Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. Youre wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an...

Italian Night School

Out of the twelve that began attending the Italian night-school course run by Miss Shoreham, just five of us remained. We were all in our early twenties, Mike, Jim, Julia, Sharon and me, Angie. Our teacher was a stunningly pretty Italian lady, a couple of years older than us and married to an English guy. The five of us enjoyed the course and going to the pub afterwards but we were not very good at doing the homework she set us or reviewing what we’d learnt. Carlotta always taught sitting on...

Italian Fantasy

**Italy, night time, outdoor cafe. The street is dark, save for the lights coming from the cafe.** My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. You're wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an understated and simple silver buckle, black trousers, black socks, and expensive black Italian leather shoes. You look so incredibly sexy that I have to...

Italian fantasies

My fantasy begins with me walking up to where you are sitting at one of the tables, nervously looking around and occasionally checking your watch. You’re wearing a black, almost billowy, button-down shirt, black belt with an understated and simple silver buckle, black trousers, black socks, and expensive black Italian leather shoes. You look so incredibly sexy that I have to catch my breath before continuing on. You look up and finally notice me walking toward you as I step into the...

Italian Night School

Out of the twelve that began attending the Italian night-school course run by Miss Shoreham, just five of us remained. We were all in our early twenties, Mike, Jim, Julia, Sharon and me, Angie. Our teacher was a stunningly pretty Italian lady, a couple of years older than us and married to an English guy. The five of us enjoyed the course and going to the pub afterwards but we were not very good at doing the homework she set us or reviewing what we’d learnt. Carlotta always taught sitting on...

Italian waiter twice

Not wanting to linger there toward the end of the meal I excused myself to go to the ladies room in the foyer.I bumped into the Italian waiter who was coming out of the men's bathroom and gave him a big smile aware that his eyes were already upon my breasts. He smiled back with a twinkle in his eye and asked me if there was anything I needed. My eyes were drawn toward the bulge in his trousers that seemed to extend down his leg more than usual. I explained it was my birthday and regretfully my...

Italian Business Visitor a primal fantasy

I get a text message in the early afternoon: "Italian executive at the Mayflower, drinks this evening?" Sounds promising, I respond immediately. Sometimes I dislike meeting for drinks, especially when meeting a client for the first time. Often, it means they're not quite at ease with what they're doing. It can become like an interview where they awkwardly and feverishly try to ask the right questions in order to reassure themselves that you're the right kind of rentboy. Not someone dangerous,...

Italian Language Course Student s Revenge

Out of the twelve that began attending the Italian night-school course run by Carlotta Shoreham (who we referred to as Miss), just four of us remained. Julia, Jim and I had all been given the cane by Carlotta since we had accepted her suggestion that we should be spanked if we didn’t do our night-school homework properly. If we hadn't agreed the course would be cancelled. Only Sharon had somehow managed to avoid it so far. Jim & I had just been on the receiving end of a punishment and as...

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Hi my name Is Francesca,I’m an italian girl of 26 years old, living in Milan. Since this bet I had never thought to have sex with foreign men,after this I turned my mind. The story is related to June 2009 and it’s about a bet I made with a foreign man about a football match. It was an evening of June when Italy football team played for an international cup against Egypt. I met a tourist from UK in a bar,I was reading sport news when he told to me “come on, Italy will lose tonight, don’t waste...

Restaurant

One of these businesses is a restaurant near the campus. It is conveniently located, open twenty four hours a day, and has free WI-fi, making it a very convenient place for late night studying. It is also very cheap, making it particularly enticing to the college students. There are two dining sections. One of them is full of booths with high backs that help increase privacy and minimize distractions. This section is ideal for romantic dates or studying. The other section has many...

Italian Business Visitor a primal fantasy

I get a text message in the early afternoon: ‘Italian executive at the Mayflower, drinks this evening?’ Sounds promising, I respond immediately. Sometimes I dislike meeting for drinks, especially when meeting a client for the first time. Often, it means they’re not quite at ease with what they’re doing. It can become like an interview where they awkwardly and feverishly try to ask the right questions in order to reassure themselves that you’re the right kind of rentboy. Not someone dangerous,...

Italian Language Course Student s Revenge

Out of the twelve that began attending the Italian night-school course run by Carlotta Shoreham (who we referred to as Miss), just four of us remained. Julia, Jim and I had all been given the cane by Carlotta since we had accepted her suggestion that we should be spanked if we didn’t do our night-school homework properly. If we hadn’t agreed the course would be cancelled. Only Sharon had somehow managed to avoid it so far. Jim & I had just been on the receiving end of a punishment and as...

Italian girl for me and my boyfriend

We’re on holiday. We decided to take a short break in Italy, and we’re staying on a quiet resort where there’s mountains everywhere you look, the sea is blue and warm. The weather is warm and the breeze is cool. It’s perfect for us.We’ve done a few trips to the local area and we find a restaurant which is hidden in the trees, about 20 mins walk from our chalet. It’s a restaurant for locals. The chairs are wooden and dusty, they creak when you sit on them. The smell of cooking wafts across the...

Italian lessons 2

Italian Lessons 2Erotic. Taboo. FMf. Instruction .The fortnight passed slowly and my nights were filled with fantastical dreams of the beautiful Margeurite and her pretty young charge Christy, who had stood quietly, head down tonguing Margeurites pussy, as I fucked her in the middle of an empty restaurant. The feel of her tightness though eluded me and I woke many times to find my hand rubbing my own cock gently. I tried to resist this in the second week as I hoped I would be invited to further...

Italian Workout

Leaving the office late, the last thing i wanted to do was workout at the gym,....but boy i'm glad i did. Parking in the almost vacant parking lot i get out of my car at the same time as another guy. 'Looks like we picked a good time', he says. We both make our way inside and discover the gym empty. I ask the girl working reception if they're still open. She tells us she is about to close for the night but tells us to come in anyway. 'Thats fine guys, i have to stay back tonight anyway. I'm...

Rosemary s Restaurant

As ever, I welcome any feedback, positive or negative. Rosemary's Restaurant Paula Hanson Chapter 1 In a quiet corner of the restaurant, the couple sat admiring each other across the table. The woman looked elegant with her blond hair swept into a neat french pleat with bangs just covering her eyebrows. The tear drop earrings which glistened as they reflected the candle light complimented her dark evening dress and around her neck was a large gemstone necklace. As she smiled,...

Nancy s Restaurant

?Nancy’s Restaurant, good girlmeat all the time,? I said automatically as I was reading my dad’s secret cook book. Mom, my brother and I were struggling with ways to keep the restaurant open now that dad was gone. He had been a really good girlmeat chef. My brother had trained under him and was our new Head Chef, while mom and I were hostesses, though mom was the one who managed the business end of things. We had dad’s staff, meatgirls that he had trained as chefs and waitresses. ...

Get On Your Knees Bitch Rough Sex With My Ex Wife In Our Restaurant

“Cum… cum on! Come on, honey, we should go outside. Let’s get adventurous,” said she while unzipping the curtain. “What?! Why? What if any of your family members catches us?” I said while I continued to fuck her from behind. “Ah… Are you fucking scared?” she giggled. “We are engaged and soon to get married. They expect us to fuck. My mother is counting on it,” said she while turning around. Then without any warning, she got up, letting my dick fall out of her butt-hole. “Come...

Get On Your Knees Bitch Rough Sex With My Ex Wife In Our Restaurant

“Cum… cum on! Come on, honey, we should go outside. Let’s get adventurous,” said she while unzipping the curtain. “What?! Why? What if any of your family members catches us?” I said while I continued to fuck her from behind. “Ah… Are you fucking scared?” she giggled. “We are engaged and soon to get married. They expect us to fuck. My mother is counting on it,” said she while turning around. Then without any warning, she got up, letting my dick fall out of her butt-hole. “Come...

Visit to the restaurant

Visit to theRestaurant by Splyf ?? Trine had been a real pain in the butt allafternoon, and this was the opinion of her brother, Lou, as well as herparents, Mr. and Mrs. Bremmer.?? ?But mom, WHY do we have to go to that sillyrestaurant?? she complained for the fourth time.?? ?Dear Trine, PLEASE be quiet and startgetting dressed for dinner? answered her mother in a relatively patient tone,while looking at her eighteen years old daughter with some dismay. ?? Tonight, they were going to the new,...

The Perfect Buns Restaurant

The Perfect Buns Restaurantby ApolloThis story is intended to be quite long, and the start can be boring for people who like only the action. Still I hope you enjoy it! Feel free to write to me for comments and suggestions.apollo440 [the at here] lavabit [and a dot] com--------------------------------------------"You would do a perfect waitress"They were showering after their training and their Tennis match, as they did every Tuesday and Thursday since the past seven months. Emily felt a...

Encounter at the Restaurant

Encounter at the Restaurant.Damian and Sasha are travelling together from the west to the east of Australia. Damian is driving and Sasha is a young girl of twenty or so he picked up as a hitchhiker. They have been travelling together for the whole day and have pulled into a Road House for dinner and a stay overnight.They booked into the Road House in separate rooms for the night. “I'll see you in the restaurant about seven for dinner. It will give us a chance to get a shower and change,” said...

Fucked By A Waiter In A Singapore Restaurant

There’s nothing sexier than (like I enjoyed at the Singapore restaurant). I mean, isn’t it just a dream scenario. Think about it; he came from behind, fucked my pussy, and then walked away, never to be seen again. No emotional attachments, no commitments. No stupid drama of the guy bending his knee and proposing to me at a hotel dinner table. I didn’t need to imagine the look on his face when he realized that there was a guy under the table pleasuring my pussy at that moment. Believe it or...

The Restaurant

I have been talking to my friend Edward for the past few months. We have been having cyber sex online for awhile now. We have had some very hot and exciting conversations. We have traded pictures back and forth, and have decided that we will finally meet. We plan to meet at a Japanese restaurant. I am very excited, and want to look my best. I decide to wear a red dress. The dress is very tight and accentuates my curves. I am wearing red pumps to match my dress. We have agreed to meet at the...

Hot Indian Chick In A Restaurant

Hello everyone, this is Aakash back again with a sexy story which happens to be one of the best experiences of my life of how I had sex with a hot Indian chick in a restaurant. For those who don’t know me, I am Aakash age 20 from Mumbai (Vasai) with an athletic physique and a decent cock size of 7 inches. Without wasting your time, coming back to the story. It was a Thursday, 8th of November when my father turned 52. We all wished him on his day, all the family members arrived to wish him and...

The Restaurant

I received the text message. Straight to the point as always. "Dinner at Speranza's. 8pm. Dress to impress. Ms S." No 'are you free tonight?' or 'do you fancy going for a meal?' With Susie, or Miss Susie as she liked to be called, she expected you to be at her beck and call whenever she wanted you. And the truth was, I did so want her and I knew I was competing with others for her attention all the time. Susie had a list of girls and didn't care letting you know just who she'd been with the...

A nice pick up at the Italian restaurant

I had been so terrible horny during that long week at my office.My loving Victor was so tired and stressed to fuck me properly and I really needed it…Wednesday I left my desk and went for some lunch at a nice little Italian restaurant.When I entered the place I did my usual glance before taking a seat. I noticed a middle age handsome black man and grabbed the seat next to him. That day I was wearing a mid-thigh dark blue business suit, black stockings and my favorite stiletto heels. But I...

The Restaurant

I have been talking to my friend Edward for the past few months. We have been having cyber sex online for awhile now. We have had some very hot and exciting conversations. We have traded pictures back and forth and have decided that we will finally meet. We plan to meet at a Japanese restaurant. I am very excited and want to look my best. I decide to where a flirty and fun dress. The dress is red and accentuates my curves. It is very tight. The hemline is very short. The neck is low and...

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Judy and Kerry were two 16 year old girls from a rough housing estate who were often involved in fights. Tonight the had both got jobs in an Indian restaurant, Kelly was washing up while Judy served at tables, they had been attracted by the pay of £100 for 5 hours work plus tips, the girls had been working for a hour when the owner asked Kelly to help serve at the tables, Kelly went into the restaurant from the kitchen and was surprised to see it was packed with local Indian families, she saw...

Foot Job in Restaurant

It was a beautiful evening in a coastal town. Having spend all day at the beach, it was now time to relax a little more with another drink in a nice restaurant. My wife was dressed to kill, she had on her form fitting little blue dress and her 5 1/2" stiletto heels. You can say the dress was definitely form fitting on her 5'3" 124lb. 36D frame. Just the look of her ass as it swayed back and forth as she walked n front of me got me got the blood flowing and the heart moving a little bit faster....

Totally Normal Restaurant

Located in a normal city is a normal restaurant. This restaurant is owned by an ugly bastard that is very perverted and this would have caused the downfall of his restaurant if it weren’t for his popular dish. Lots of hot girls go to this restaurant in order to celebrate their 18th birthday, graduation, etc. They can’t get enough of the fat chef’s delicious dessert.

Interview at a Parisian Restaurant

This is a little something I did for promotional purposes. I’ve never heard back from the people I sent it to. So I’m assuming they’re not interested. So I’m putting it up here. Enjoy. As always, this piece is done in memory of Colleen Thomas, a good friend who I miss to this day. Don’t forget to vote and comment. I love hearing from my readers. The idea of an interview with Georges Belleveau and Diane Patterson was first broached to me in a chat on-line at a publisher’s website. We were...

The New Restaurant

It’s my turn to pick a place for our weekend date. I’ve heard of a funky new restaurant that’s opened up that not too many people know about, including you. I dress carefully for you. I put on my sexy black lace push up bra, black lace suspender belt and thigh high pantyhose. I put on my new short black skirt, and tight button up red shirt, which shows my large breasts off to perfection. I spray on some perfume and put on my stilettos. As you arrive to pick me up, your eyes almost pop out of...

The Restaurant

I have been talking to my friend Edward for the past few months. We have been having cyber sex online for awhile now. We have had some very hot and exciting conversations. We have traded pictures back and forth, and have decided that we will finally meet. We plan to meet at a Japanese restaurant. I am very excited, and want to look my best. I decide to wear a red dress. The dress is very tight and accentuates my curves. I am wearing red pumps to match my dress. We have agreed to meet at the...

The Restaurant

Introduction: A raw fantasy from a really Badgurl The Restaurant – By Badgurl I really didnt want to go out, not for another dull meal in another dull restaurant, just like we do week after week, but he insisted and at least it gave me an opportunity to wear the new dress he bought me. I say he bought me, but I chose it. Left up to him Id be wearing cardigans and Sunday school dresses. You see my boyfriend doesnt like me wearing stuff that shows off my body, hes scared Ill get too much male...

The Restaurant

Lynn steps from the bath and puts on her robe, she walks from the bathroom and enters her bedroom, on the bed Rick her husband lays reading a magazine, she removes her robe and starts to dry her naked body. Rick looks up from his magazine and admires her beautiful body, her long legs, firm breasts and flat stomach, he compares her to the naked woman in the magazine, she is more attractive than any of them, She finishes drying her body and sits on a stool in front of her dressing table, She...

Flashing Fucking at a restaurant

Tonight is the night. We’ve been talking about flashing for quite a while and I’ve finally worked myself up to it. We’re going to a local restaurant where I am going to display myself and then I’m going to be filled with hubby’s cum in the parking lot. I’ve gone out without panties before but never to bare myself as I will tonight. The closest we’ve come to this before was when we used to have a remote egg vibe that he always made sure he turned on when the waiter would come for our order. I...

Fucked A Beautiful Married Woman In A Restaurant

Hello ISS readers. This is Yalcin from Hyderabad. Today I am going to share with you an interesting incident in which I fucked a beautiful and luscious lady in a restaurant. Please note that I have changed all the names in this sharing. One of my colleagues, Madhu, came back from onsite so he was giving a party to six of us as we are close with him in the office. Initially, we planned to go to the restaurant on Friday evening, but since some of us are traveling to their native places on Friday...

The hottii in the restaurant

The other day I went out to eat at a local fast food restaurant with my wife and two sons. We were having a good dinner when I looked up and say this amazing girl filling her drink. She had on a pair of tight jeans that showed her perfect bubble butt. She had her brunette hair all done up with some curls. And had a very nicely tailored sleeveless white shirt that accented her small breasts nicely.I was simply stairing at her when I realized that my son was talking to me. I had to pull...

Sex In Restaurant

Hi to all after posting my story Class Room and I’m again sharing another experience of mine with you. I am working in Hyderabad in a technical company. I and my girlfriend Sneha decided to watch movie ‘The Dirty Picture’. Sneha worked in my office in the same Technical department as I’m working in. I and Sneha joined this organization together and from the very first day we became good friends her stats were 5 feet 2 inches dark complexion, firm tits and fuckable ass. We both used to share...

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Hi guys, I am Vivek from Kandivali Mumbai. I noticed a very good thing recently because of my newly built-up body. I saw that almost 8 out of 10 girls look at me. they not just look, but they check me out in a very lovely manner. I like their pretty eyes checking me out and giving me those positive looks. I was not having this medium-well built-body for 3 years now. I had this body previously in my science college days only. Now having the built-up body back is like living in heaven with all...

On the Border Restaurant

" Megan, isn't it?" She looked up at me, surprised. " I know you probably get this all the time, but I was wondering if I could take you out sometime?" She blushed furiously. " I... we... we're not really supposed to. Sorry." She straightened up, smoothing down her pants with her free hand. I smiled. " No, that's cool. Understandable." She almost returned my smile, I noticed -- her lips quirked a little at any rate. I watched her walk away towards the kitchen and took a sip of my...

Restaurant

It is late at night and we are just finishing up dinner in a small restaurant, we are all alone there with the exception of the owner, and the waiter. I get up and excuse myself stating I have to go to the men’s room. I slide out of the booth, lean over and kiss you lightly on the lips. My tongue slides out and brushes against your lips. As I walk away, my back to you, I give the waiter a wink and walk to the men’s room. The waiter approaches the booth with the bill in his hands. He is tall and...

Paying the bill at the restaurant

Some years ago my sensual wife took to acting some fantasies…Ana’s favorite was when she had used a service and when asked to pay she did not have enough money, so she offered sexual favors to cover her bill.One day, as we were having some vacation at Cancun, my wife dressed in a tight mini skirt, high heels, no bra, a tiny thong and a revealing top. Anita told me that she wanted to enact a fantasy that she had wished to try out. We went to have dinner out at a very nice restaurant. We had...

We Never Made it to the Restaurant

Tonight my girlfriend and I have plans to go to a nice restaurant for her birthday. I don't usually do the whole romance thing, but I thought that this would be surprising to her, and she means the world to me, so I'd do anything for her. I was getting ready in the bathroom and glanced down at my half opened drawer. I grabbed a couple condoms out of the unopened box, hoping that tonight would be the night. I knew it'd be her first time because we've definitely talked about it before, and she...

Restaurant

It is late at night and we are just finishing up dinner in a small restaurant, we are all alone there with the exception of the owner, and the waiter. I get up and excuse myself stating I have to go to the men's room. I slide out of the booth, lean over and kiss you lightly on the lips. My tongue slides out and brushes against your lips. As I walk away, my back to you, I give the waiter a wink and walk to the men's room. The waiter approaches the booth with the bill in his hands. He is tall and...

Sex At Restaurant

Hi I am Rohit from Mumbai. I am writing a story for the first time. So I am sorry for any sort of mistake. My English is also little weak. Take care of that. Now let me introduce about the characters. I Rohit from Mumbai age 25 fair, fit, sexy. My girlfriend Neha age 24 fair slim gorgeous beautiful little more than average boobs but perfectly shaped. I would say that she is dam sexy and sex killer. We both like doing sex whenever we get chance/opportunity. We hardly give up as far as sex is...

BecChapter 16 Date 1 The Restaurant

My family were all sitting around in the living room when I walked in. I think they were there to make sure my date got off to a smooth start or something. For Tara the “or something” probably included looking for another chance to tease me. My date was standing in the middle of the room looking all spic and span. As soon as I walked into the room he smiled at me with the biggest, warmest smile you could imagine. And then he held out the cutest bunch of flowers. I took the flowers from him...

Au Restaurant

We're sitting in the restaurant, listening to the gentle music and the chatter of the people around us. It really is a wonderful scene to be at, perfect for our one year anniversary. We order a bottle of wine from the waitress, and begin to have a glass. After a few drinks too many, she leans over and kisses me on the neck. I, in a drunken state, kiss her back and slide my hand to her chest and begin to rub it slowly. She breaks her kiss and sighs. I realize we are still in the restaurant, so I...

Italian Lingerie Store

My name is Gabriela. No, it’s not, but I’m not telling you my real name. I’m 29 years old. I was 29 last year too. I’m a professional girlfriend. My boyfriends’ wives would call me a whore. My boyfriends buy me jewelry, clothing, pay my rent, my credit card bills, sometimes even give me shares in their companies or illegal stock tips. What do they get out of it? What do you think? They get a beautiful woman to go out with, to secretly take on business trips, to make their friends jealous,...

Italian babe

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A Waitress at a Restaurant

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Sondra at the Restaurant

Sondra had never really confronted her exhibitionist inclinations. Once a friend had told her that she really knew how to “dress for men”, but she had shrugged that off. She never thought that she dressed for anyone other than for herself. She did, however, enjoy the looks she got when she showed a little more leg than usual or “inadvertently” let her blouse fall open. “Why not?”, she thought. She'd never had any complaints from men or women for that matter. The men were more apt to stare, but...

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DominationChapter 6 The Restaurant

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