Milan San Nazaro And San Lorenzo Stories

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Cuckold Abroad

by balboa_rain on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

The drive from Milan to Venice passed uncomfortably, stuck in the tiny back seat of the Fiat with the remainder of our luggage, watching Allison flirt with Lorenzo using the Italian she had learned during her junior year studying at the University of Milan. The drive did afford me lots of time to reflect on how my life had changed so quickly over the last fe...

Portrait From Life Pt. 01

by LorenzoAbajos on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

The Mission District is my home. San Francisco has been where my family has lived for generations. We were here long before the Anglos came to California. I live and work in my loft studio. It's located just a few blocks form the Mission San Francisco de Asís, established in 1776. My work is my life. It's also how I make a living. She came to me for a portr...

Le Belle Donne Ch. 01

by eeric on Mar 12, 2019
Interracial Love

(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history.) Chapter 1 Just outside San Casciano dei Bagni, on a picturesque vineyard, a beautiful Italian woman in her early forties picked another drove of grapes from one of the many bushes and put it down in her basket. Grazie Dio... Corrina Martaci exhaled lightly as she...

Secret Service Pt. 02

by Pervertgentleman on Feb 3, 2020
Group Sex

Molly's enthusiasm about her first assignment for the covert department of the cyber security association ran by her friend got her a second assignment – a lot more challenging this time! As in part 01, I must give credit where credit's due as without the help of Literotica author Mollycactus, this story would not have existed! Have fun reading! ***** Whe...

The Borgias: New Friends and Alliance's

by Ragnockae136 on Apr 29, 2025

John Sat In the Hold of His Ship, reading the Letter in his Hands Over and Over Again: This Letter hereby States, that We, Rodrigo Borgia, Pope Alexander VI of Rome, Acknowledge John Doe as Our Son, and A Member of the House of Borgia. He is Thus Recognized as The Duke of Gandia and The Lord of The Tuscany Citadel's San Gimignano and Monteriggioni. He is Ord...

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Portrait From Life Pt. 02

by LorenzoAbajos on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Lorenzo. So good to see you. I was wondering when you would be so good as to call." I am Lorenzo. I am an artist. I am Hispanic and my family have lived here in California for longer than any Anglos present here today. Only the Native Americans have been here longer. I am proud of my heritage. It had been a year's time since I painted Lady Gwen portrait....

Silky Adventures #08

by OneSilky on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 8: Don't Touch We loved Rome. George made us take the historic tour first; the Ancient Romans sure did build a lot of stuff that fell apart. We also ate some great food and drank lots of wine. I took twenty pictures of her making faces in front of Roman fountains and statues. Then we went to the Spanish Stairs, which apparently is like the ass pinc...

Sablehold Cafe 01

by JimmyHartley on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Sablehold Café Barista wanted! Busy local café requires barista. Must live in North Harbor area Above award wages. Experience an advantage. That means you Frank. He blinked and shook his head in disbelief; did that ad just mention his name? He checked again. Nope! No name. It must have been his imagination. The ad caught Frank's eye, although he was a bar...

For The Love of the Mob Ch. 09

by pyramids_96 on Jul 13, 2020
Interracial Love

Nia stood frozen in her tracks. "W-what are you doing here?" Antoni walked closer with a sly, devilish smile. "I just wanted to say hi to my girl." She continued to walk a few steps back. She quickly snapped a photo of him as evidence. "Get away from me, Antoni! I-I have a gun!" she screamed as she reached in her purse for her knife. A light appeared from...

The Gondola Ride

by Baxter72 on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

As a professor in a small New England college, I have been asked occasionally to be a chaperon to some event or other. The ones I liked best were trips to other areas or better still—trips out of the country. For many years, it had been a practice of the French department, the Spanish department, and the Italian department to offer students a trip to the co...