December 13, 2019

Categories: News

punto L

I’ m at home with Sandrina the famous actor (a sex symbol who is actually gay) who has the strange fetish of wearing my dresses. “can I ask you a favor?” he asks, wearing my red dressing gown. I’m scared of what he’s gonna ask but I answer yes. “Will you buy a strapon for me? You see.. I can’t do it for privacy and I can’t keep it at home: if she finds out she’ll fuck me and not in a nice way” she laughs like a child who’s just been caught with their fingers in the pot of jam.

I prepare a coffee. The house is filled with the smell of it. We look on Amazon and we choose the one he wants, he even finds a name for it: he’ll call it Adolfo. After he leaves I search on Google about ‘pegging’, male penetration by a dildo. I find out that it’s an ancient practice, dating back to the ancient Greece (what a bunch of pervs): in Mileto they were producing ‘olisbos’ the ancient form of dildos. “Men like them because it stimulates their L spot which is located between the testicles and the anus” I read on a web site; according to some well-informed people, it can give stronger and longer orgasms compared to normal ones, which last only 6 seconds.

The day after Adolfo arrives, I call Sandrina who is arrives at my door literally a few seconds after we hung up. She greedily open the parcel, just like Salvini in front of a packet of salame nobile di Giarolo flavored crisps, and he starts to contemplate it. Adolfo is big and black, “that’s strange”, I think, “every female erotic dream has become a dildo for men”. Sandrina asks me – again – if she can wear my clothes; resigned, I open my wardrobe and go for a shower. While I massage my thighs with mint smelling anti-cellulite cream I think I can gift the strapon to G., my white limousine friend. When I step out the bathroom I see Sandrina wearing my babydoll and Adolfo strategically positioned. It’s summer, I think he found his L spot. A text message gets my attention: I’ve been invited to a Carnival party at Flirt, the most famous swingers club in Rome. Dress code: female super hero- sexy, of course.

(to be continued)