<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[sonhosmolhados]]></title><description><![CDATA[sonhosmolhados]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2026 05:18:48 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Dominator – Chivalry and Power]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente Mischa was feeling strange. She couldn't understand what was happening to her body. Last night had been different. She had been introduced to a world she didn't know. A world that dazzled her. That also intrigued her with its hidden desires. The previous day had been a normal workday for her. Although her body craved attention, she managed to get through it calmly. She arranged to go out with her friends after work. Fridays were a busy day at the club's bar, where there was...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/dominator-chivalry-and-power</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a258b75b74c705e24cdb07d</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:17:23 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_e7e9957af9874fcca710ce7648c53dc5~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ROMANCE IN BUDAPEST]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna During my long workday, which demanded concentration, I tried to push her out of my thoughts, but in vain. Her beautiful body, her marvelous breasts, her long fingers caressing me, and her gaze, sometimes angelic, sometimes devilish, accompanied me minute by minute. How Danna knew how to be a woman! Even young (I'm much older than her), Danna had quickly overcome her initial inhibitions. I think it was the third or fourth time we met at the apartment she rented in Budapest, when...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/romance-in-budapest</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a258b32166f02aa387eefe0</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:16:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_720108e74ecf4ff783e7f5290fd95d91~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Everything and nothing]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente   They wanted everything... They had nothing... But they had everything... Love, passion, lust, desires, dreams, Fantasies, imagination, desires... Looking at naked bodies, without being able to touch them, was pain, torture... The longing for a hug, a kiss, caresses, affection, protection, was pain... Anxiety to feel the shiver run down my skin after orgasm... My legs were shaky after the tremors... From the dry mouth, after the moans... From words of comfort, after the...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/everything-and-nothing</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a258a71491aedfb852b0a7b</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:12:55 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_d76221f77be14542a3d1c76fd81ead4a~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_768,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Quarantine Delights]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente The full moon lit up the sky! After days of isolation, Luís Mauricio went out onto the balcony. The body relaxed, the glass of wine on the table, She yawned, looked at the net strung between the pillars, it was everything she wanted. He laid his body down so that he could look at the buildings. It wasn't late; I could see lights on and people moving around the building across the street. Distracted, his eyes wandered over distant scenes. It was interesting at first, then he...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/quarantine-delights</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a258a246cc28663c4ad3f49</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:11:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_95b20eaa01514f4290cf2ff9534af44b~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_768,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Burning desires]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente He lay there on the bed, erect, warm, seductive. The nakedness beneath the white sheet was an enchanting sight. His gaze on my body was penetrating; I felt naked inside the transparent nightgown. I leaned lightly over him, lowered one strap of my camisole, then the other, which slid down his shivering torso. His hands now slid firmly down my back, while mine moved back and forth across the excited man's chest. I touched his neck, his nipples, while our mouths rubbed ardently...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/burning-desires-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a25897fa8ab9685a65f3c3f</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:08:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_c4c232af02cd4fc2902e9624d88bbc24~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_768,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Danna and Reno in Hungary -]]></title><description><![CDATA[FORESKIN Sister Danna FORESKIN Danna is tall, Danna is short. Brunette, blonde, redhead, white, mulatto or black, but in all cases, gorgeous from head to toe. Danna is all of us women who enjoy a good romp but aren't as "straight to the point" as them, the bandits, the barbarians, the Huns. Is it the atavistic instinct for species preservation that makes them think about sex all the time? By nature, we are much more romantic than our fellow planet companions, and when we see a handsome,...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/danna-and-reno-in-hungary</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a25891ab02791f652238daf</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:07:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_f3042aab25ee4c1986aa07c132d0bf51~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[IN THE RESTAURANT]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna The next day I woke up especially hot. Not that I was horny – although I am, very much so – but normally I could wait for the right moment to have my Reno all to myself. In truth, neither of us knew exactly who had started the game, who had noticed first that that table at the Paprika Restaurant, hidden in a corner near the wall, was perfect for teasing each other. It was probably me, since I had purposely left home wearing my shortest dress, very flowy, perfect for feeling the...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/in-the-restaurant</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a258844c7bc941a89559518</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:03:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_ea0b735f57024df3912d7fd5ac69de8a~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_665,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Live Life in Budapest]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna After the gastronomic and "hot" evening at the Paprika Restaurant, Reno took me for a walk along the Danube. The night was lovely, and the breeze gently lifted my dress and hair. Seeing the Parliament building hand-in-hand with my cat on that starry night was the most romantic plan imaginable. We sat on the wall overlooking the Hungarian Parliament and stayed there, talking about life. Reno put his muscular arm around me and, without me asking, gently placed his cotton scarf...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/live-life-in-budapest</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a2587f855891951a59d0f7d</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:02:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_983ea8dde8f74f9a9fbea26e5fd8652e~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_450,h_299,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A BIRTHDAY TO REMEMBER]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna I must have snored a lot because when I woke up Danna was no longer in the apartment. There was only a perfumed note on the dresser saying, “Happy birthday, love of my life! Take a shower, shave, and come back to bed because soon you'll be here.” You will receive your gift...” Wow, I hadn't even remembered that I was turning 50 that day... how time flies... but they were well-lived years, I couldn't complain... and these last few days we spent together in Budapest were divine. I...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/a-birthday-to-remember</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a25876ebcc49b9d4998b338</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 15:00:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_89256a3ab2b84605a29241d566bf2a61~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_900,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[DAWN]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna It was 3:30 in the morning and I couldn't fall asleep. I kept tossing and turning in bed, remembering all our sexual escapades in Budapest. I still hadn't visited one of its famous thermal baths, and Reno had promised to take me there. With an enigmatic smile, he had told me that the changing rooms were relatively large, about the size of an elevator, and that two people could easily fit inside at the same time. I kept imagining what he was going to do to me there… wow, it was so...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/_dawn</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a258726f6272348f0a3a9ec</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 14:58:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_d2c80106b51048bd90f1c99bb6ae84a1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Attraction]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente I had the feeling of being watched, and I was. At the back of the restaurant, facing me, eyes were undressing me. I felt naked. Penetrated by the force of their gaze. My body reacted. My skin tingled. My nipples hardened. My intimacy moistened. I was being desired. Possessed. Restless. Sudden lust. Heat. Wet hands. Need. Eyes meeting. Hands subtly caressing between my legs. Pleasure. Delicacy. Desire. My heart pounding. Almost breathless. I wanted him. Without reason. Without...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/attraction</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22ba5db02791f652215fbc</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 12:00:35 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_0773e3b11ab54c48bc9c616dd7608d5c~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_566,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Misunderstanding]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente She felt exhausted; the day had been hard, but her thoughts wouldn't stop. She kept thinking about the previous day. She met him at a café, as they had arranged. His eyes were watery, tears streaming slowly down his face. She thought about not commenting on what she saw, but it was impossible to pretend not to see. She realized he preferred not to speak, only to remain silent, so she fell silent. That's how they stayed for the entire time they were there until they went for a...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/misunderstanding-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22ba13ca84390fe680558e</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:59:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_e7e9957af9874fcca710ce7648c53dc5~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Enjoyment]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente A warm gaze. Taste. Scent. Passion. Perfumes mingling. The sweet taste of honey. Arms enveloping bodies. Sweat. Lust. Caresses. Mouths gliding. Legs opening. Wanting. Seeking. A warm tongue. Calling. Asking. Moisture dripping. Deep inside, moist and warm, the rigid member. Deep. Free. Intimate. Searching. Smearing himself in the honey of the aroused female. Pleasure dripping. Saliva mingling. Moans. Cries of lust. Trembling legs. Goosebumps. Dry mouth. Perfect. Sublime....]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/enjoyment</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b9b955891951a59adf5a</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:57:53 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_90d9c6352e404b65b450fb2a4ad5b985~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_768,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Burning desires]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente There I was, lying on the bed, erect, warm, seductive. The nakedness beneath the white sheet was an enchanting sight. His gaze upon my body was penetrating; I felt naked within the transparent nightgown. I leaned lightly over him, lowered one strap of my camisole, then the other, which slid down his shivering torso. His hands now slid firmly down my back, while mine moved back and forth across the excited man's chest. I touched his neck, his nipples, while our mouths rubbed...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/burning-desires</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b972b02791f652215ee6</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:56:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_c4642a13a7c441ddb6d37d5d36d331cc~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Fire]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente A shiver ran through my naked body. I felt his fingers tracing my back. Desire brushed against my legs. I couldn't resist. I pulled him close. I wanted him inside. The kiss further heated our already burning bodies. His fingers lightly pinched my stiff nipples. There were no words, they weren't needed. We were lust. We were desire. His hands, now, between his legs, teasing his moist intimacy. In, out, turning. There he was, all mine. His firm fingers searching the walls...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/_fire</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b920b8c332b456a850aa</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:55:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_8d9846e01dfd4dac92ae3a4815fec97b~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Stories to read in bed...]]></title><description><![CDATA[Welcome to sonhosmolhados.com , your discreet haven for exploring the universe of desire, seduction, and the deepest fantasies. Prepare to break free from routine and immerse yourself in captivating narratives, written to sharpen your senses and ignite your imagination. Make yourself comfortable, choose your story, and let yourself be carried away by the pleasure of reading. sonhosmolhados.com Enjoy your reading!]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/stories-to-read-in-bed</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b8d59bf9f0f80967b4f7</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:54:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_cc6fb4910d2e4315af2c30dc1979bb35~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Torture]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente Sunday morning, unmade bed, his scent. The perfume of roses drifted in through the half-open window, mingling with the intoxicating scent of sex... A distant gaze, lost thoughts. She saw him, almost touched him. She remembered every inch of his naked body, which she observed avidly while blindfolding him. She noticed the goosebumps, the trembling hands, the intense desire, the mad longing to be possessed. The memories froze in his moan when, boldly, he touched his moist lips...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/torture</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b89c6b4db2101db2233e</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:53:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_aee6642f07fa4437827b21389f88bca5~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Possessed]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roberta Valente Valentina felt her hair held by his hand. The force he used to possess her was immense, as if he wanted to pull her inside him. His penis penetrated her insides as if it were the last time he would see her. He was a sweet and seductive man. He knew how to drive her crazy. He could draw out the hottest and most lasting pleasures from her. Her legs would tremble, her heart would race, and her breath would become ragged; that's how she felt now, after coming many times. He felt...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/possessed</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b8635c42ab9e945ba7f2</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:52:13 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_ff83c192904f45fe8b7f893eafa74404~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_768,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Roberta Valente</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A DAY AT THE THERMAL BATHS]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna The next morning I decided to keep my promise and take Danna to see one of the most romantic Hungarian thermal baths, the one with a section called the "Cave of Love." I didn't tell her this detail; it was going to be a pleasant surprise. Strangely, we didn't make love that morning. I was feeling rather unmotivated and very hungry. Why, I wonder? We had a delicious cappuccino at a pastry shop near the apartment, ate some savory and sweet snacks, got in the car and went to the hot...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/a-day-at-the-thermal-baths</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b8268169e34f1bdcdb54</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:51:11 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_4462c71dba3a4fda922d3d7593a4c5f3~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_445,h_266,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[On the way to the lake]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sister Danna It had been over a week since we'd seen each other because I'd had to travel for business. I'd bought a new car in Vienna, a brand new silver Audi with tinted windows. Full of pride, I parked in front of the building and called Danna on the intercom. She came down from the fourth floor in less than two minutes. She looked gorgeous, her hair tied back, a few strands loose on her face, smelling wonderful, and showing off her delicious legs. In her right hand she held her small red...]]></description><link>https://www.sonhosmolhados.com/en/post/on-the-way-to-the-lake</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a22b7ea20c7bc3269c5e382</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jun 2026 11:50:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/5727a4_57677098a681440f9fdaeda5cc44d881~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_740,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Giuseppe Cadura</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>