Sunday The hot morning sun hit me in the face as I stepped outside the cool hallway of our apartment building in central Hamburg. It was a warm Sunday morning in August and past 25 degrees Celcius already. We were late, much too late, as we had hurried down the stairs to the street where my yellow BMW Cabriolet was parked at the curb. It was 6:49 to be exa...
The first romantic look we held was electric. My fuck buddy, Veronica was smoking hot. A perfect 10. Long brown hair down to her waist, which was saying a lot, since she was 6 feet tall. Thin frame, deep and giant brown eyes, skinny legs and all. Her perfectly round tits were huge but completely perky. Creamy white skin coated with a peppering of perfect tan...
*Standard disclaimer. This story deals with a fetish in which men find attractive women who smoke incredibly sexy. I don't read comments so if this isn't your cup of tea, please find another story to read as whatever you say about your dear Aunt Millie who died of lung cancer will be ignored. If you also have the fetish, I hope you'll enjoy this tale. *****...
Author's note: The events in this chapter begin approximately five minutes after the departure of Mary from her mother's house, which was described at the end of Part One. This is a wholly fictional story, involving participants over 18 years of age. Everything that happens between the characters is consensual. Chapter Two. As soon as Mary rounded the corn...
XXIXBritain Means BusinessEden2050 It was another bloody bastard journey back home to England, Eden reflected, as his chauffeur-driven car finally pulled into the drive of his Surrey estate. He increasingly despaired of the state of his home country every time he was troubled to pay it a visit. He'd had to wait two days in Milan while flights to Heathrow we...
My wife and I were living a pretty happy life together in our early 30s. Even after five years of marriage we had plenty to talk about, had lots of fun going out or staying in together, and still found time to have sex at least two or three times every week. We were both still fairly attractive and youthful for our age. Sure I had put on a few pounds, and su...
The French door clicked open as she slid out to the balcony to steal away from the party. The sheer white curtains whipped in the brisk wind as she crept away from the stodgy crowd. The wives had stared at her like they always do. Their eyes were drawn to the art of Olivia tattoo spread seductively in ink across her lower back. The blue velvet dress Johnny h...
*Note to readers: This story is about the fetish of attractive women who smoke. If you hate smoking, please move on to another story. Don't bother telling me about your poor Aunt Millie who died of lung cancer or your Uncle Joe who has emphysema from smoking as it won't change the way I feel one iota. We all die from something. **Intro: My girlfriend, Kay,...
"Nigga check that fucken ride that just pulled in." the black teenager laughed elbowing his friend, his shorts damn near around his knees. "Be a sweet set of wheels to jack." agreed his equally youthful teenage friend checking out the ruby red Mercedes AMG GT Coupe. "That nigga gotta be 200 grand easy." "Fuck the car, check out the bitch driving it!" the f...
Prologue This book currently consists of 28 chapters with another 9 or more chapters to be added as they are written. The basic story theme revolves around a guy who is desperately trying to stop smoking. He has tried everything from pills to patches and even hypnosis – to no avail. He even went so far as to investigate and attempt to stop smoking using acu...