Author: into-the-blue-again

My Friend’s Sexy Italian Girlfriend [MF]

In grad school I spent a semester studying in Paris – which was basically an erotic hallucination that lasted for 4 months.

I happened to go with a good friend of mine who was also in the program with me.

He was a gentlemanly type, raised deeply evangelical, and he hadn’t yet learned better. (He was a 28 year old virgin). Basically he treated women like Venus de Milos – headless works of art to be placed on a dais and worshiped. So his idea of them as sexual beings (or just human beings) was all Mike-Penced to hell.

But I liked him. He was nice and he made me laugh. We were roommates at the dorm.

So while we were there, he met this beautiful Italian girl who was also in our program. I cannot stress this enough, but she was absolutely stunning. Very thin. Black hair, pale skin. No tits to speak of, and an absolutely perfect ass. She looked like a classic movie star, like a thin Elizabeth Taylor. The only problem was that she was very mean. You might be generous and call her “passionate” but she definitely had an attitude. But for whatever reason, her and my friend sort of paired off, which was weird because he never had a mean word to say about anyone (except Liberals like me, who were the ministers of Satan.) Read more »

Love in the Time of COVID, or my affair with my sister in law [MF]

Okay, confession time: several months ago, I started having an affair with my Sister in law.

My wife’s older sister, Lisa, has been having marital problems for as long as I’ve known her. Her husband is rich as hell (family money, doesn’t do shit), and he acts like a perpetual adolescent in many ways. They have a five year old boy that he didn’t really want, and doesn’t really care about. Lisa met him when she was 18, (she’s 33 now) and my wife’s family was pretty poor, so I think all the money and overseas trips dazzled her. But he always jokes that he “got her on sale.”

My wife and her sister are both very attractive, but since this is about Lisa I’ll focus on her. Lisa is about 5’7” and fit. She has dark hair, green eyes, a great smile, B cup tits, and a perfect round ass – definitely her best feature. It’s hard not to stare, especially at the beach. Seeing Lisa in a bikini is always a treat. She has amazing hipbones. She doesn’t work, so all she does is stay in shape and take care of their son. She has a runners body. She’s more athletic than my wife, who is very petite. Read more »

I [M] know what’s going to happen…

Tonight, she’ll come home from work. She’ll give me a kiss and smile at me. We’ll have dinner, talk about our days, share stories, give advice, take advice, make plans for the future. It will be lovely, comfortable, safe, and I will be the warm, generous, kind man she wants and needs.
Later she will take a shower. Scrub her body with soap, shave her legs smooth. She’ll keep her hair up and out of the water because it’s not that day yet. I’ll wait for her in the bedroom, playing on my phone, probably browsing Reddit.
She’ll come in wearing her towel. She will be beautiful. Almost perfect looking. Which if I’m to be honest is I’m with her.
She is 5’3. Blonde. 115 lbs. DD tits. Lovely pale skin. Pink nipples that are almost always hard. She will slide out of the towel and climb into bed on all fours, climbing over me, looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes, telling me with her eyes that she loves me, that she wants to be kissed, gently, tenderly, with love – even though I want something else.
I will still give her what she wants. She will want me to kiss her. I will. She’ll want me to caress her. I will. She’ll want to lay beside me completely naked, her skin still warm and damp, and she will guide my hand between her legs. Her pussy will be wet, and I will gently caress her, sliding my fingers down her slit, opening her petals while she sighs, her eyes closed, her chest rising with each breath. I’ll stroke her clit, lightly kiss her breasts, her chest, her collar bone…
And while I’m touching her, and kissing her neck, smelling the fresh soap, I will be holding back. To give her what she wants. The way she wants it.
And she will ask me. She’ll whisper what she always whispers, “I want you inside me.” And I will smile and whisper back, “I want you too.” And I will climb over her as she spreads her legs, her blonde hair fanned over the pillow. She will kiss me gently as she takes my cock and guides it into her. She will feel lovely… warm, wet. Her pussy clenching as I slide into her. She will breathe sharply, holding me, and we will rock together, making love. Touching tenderly. I’ll hold her thigh. Bury my face in her neck. Kiss her. Breathing her smell. Hearing her whines. Her sighs. Feeling so much it sounds almost like a cry.
She’ll come first. And soon after so will I. I’ll come inside her. And afterward we will lay in bed, holding each other and she will smile at me and I will smile back.
She might notice something then, as she sometimes does. That I’m not entirely there. That my mind is elsewhere. That my smile is strange, but why? What’s that look, she might ask. And I’ll say, “nothing. I’m just so happy.” And she will look at me strangely for a moment , but she’ll accept it, and soften, like she always does. Because I’m so kind, and tender, and I always give her what she wants.