I'm a male in my late 50's. Not to brag, but with all of my physical activities and strenuous workouts, I've been told I look more like a man in my early 40's. Back in 2011 I was diagnosed with early stages of prostate cancer. I immediately took the positive approach and was implanted with over 100 radium seeds. It cured my Cancer, but the side-effects were...
I have always felt fortunate that as a man with a smoking fetish, my desires can be realized in public. I am always on the lookout for beautiful smoking women and for as long as I can remember I have been drawn to this erotic image. It often fills my fantasies and I am thankful that I have had the good fortune of exploring this powerful fetish with past girl...
This story is fiction. Repeat: fiction! It has been assembled from my own experiences, however distant the relation. I have also been careful to omit any facts that might give away the "guilty" parties. Any similarities to real-life people and places are merely coincidental. So! Read, laugh, have an orgasm, and tell me about it later. Email questions and com...
Lawyers in Lust Copyright 2005 Martin Gatsby PART ONE Bright streaks of sunshine fell into Brooke's Wrigleyville condo. Dappled reflections of morning sun played along her sectional couch. A stray ray of light caught the silver Thermos resting on its side next to the couch. Another shaft of light struck Brooke's long since discarded pantyhose. The sunlig...
Turning thirty was something I had dreaded for years. The closer I got, the more it bothered me. When you’re in your twenties, you can still act like a kid to some extent, and sometimes get away with it. But I viewed thirty as the ‘end of the world.’ Perhaps, somewhere in my mind, thirty represented the absolute end of childhood and, despite my successful li...
Author's note: This story does not contain any actual sex, although it does have innuendo and the prospect of sex is alluded to often. So if raw sex what the reader is looking for, then perhaps some of my other stories would be a better choice. Everyone in the story is over 18 years old. Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This...
"What," I said snapping my head around to look at my wife Carol. "What did you just say?" I asked not believing what I thought I had just heard. "Dan, I know you're going to be mad, but I'm not happy right now, and I'm thinking of us getting a trial separation; so I can get my head together and figure what I want," Carol told me as I stood on the deck cooki...
Fashion is Our Name - Part 11 - The Trip Takes a New Direction The next morning, Sunday, there was a text on my mobile from Tom. "Do not book tickets, call in the morning." I asked the women, "What do we make of this?" Anne gave me an open eyed look and asked, "Do you suppose, as they say, 'the plot thickens?' " I looked up from my breakfast and said, "...
My wife and I had been lying in bed talking after a round of great sex. When I say great sex, I mean great sex, which is what we usually have. On rare days, its no sex at all. A bad day is good sex, and on good days it's spectacular sex. This had been a normal day, which is to mean it was great. "Mmm, I love you, honey," I murmured as she rolled off me. "I...
The sun rose over the City of Montreal, Quebec. It found Adam Des-Bois sound asleep. The young brother yawned and stretched in his king-sized bed. The guy was honestly and sincerely dead tired. All six feet four inches and two hundred and sixty three pounds of him. In the eyes of the world, he was many things. Quarterback of the Concordia University men's va...