The Second Story: Give It Up For Me, Babe Claire: I love my husband. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for him. Not one single thing in the world. But, with that being said. There is something I haven't quite been able to manage to do yet. Quit smoking. Yes, I admit it. I'm a smoker. I've tried everything. The patches, the gum, the pills, quitting cold tu...
Gary Franks was simply amazed. Fully aware of the smoking policies for the building he worked in he, couldn't help but be amazed at the timeless endurance of what he called The Smoking Club. They weren't a real club that Gary knew of, more a collection of individuals that, rain or shine, hot or cold, calm or windy, would congregate along a single portion of...
The rest of the day at the hotel went by quickly as Amber and I spent our time fucking almost continuously, overcome with excitement about the direction our lives had taken. The final week of school had begun now and with most of the finals out of the way it was basically a week where everyone spent their time talking about what they'd be doing after graduat...
*Standard Disclaimer: This story deals with the fetish of smoking. If that's not your cup of tea please move on. Nothing you may say will change anyone's opinions about the topic. Some of us find attractive women who smoke to be utterly erotic. I am one of them. For those who enjoy my smoking tales, please indulge me as I indulge my other fetish in the way...
Helen pays for her wine with a smoky blow job I'm Rick a 38 year old guy from Chester and as I wandered into his local pub was pleased to my friends Helen and Ken there. No actually I was pleased to see Helen but disappointed to see her partner Ken. I really fancy Helen even though she has a daughter only a few years younger than me. I think she is in her...
Slowly she sat down on the couch and placed her glass of wine on the coffee table before her. Kicking off her shoes was a no brainer at this point. How those poor feet of hers ached. She grabbed the small, thin but shiny package and began to slowly unwrap it like a much anticipated Christmas present. She had waited so long for it to arrive. Ever so slowly sh...
I had been awaiting this birthday for a long time. My Mom and I had made an agreement--a verbal contract, if you will--and today was the day for her to fill her end of the bargain. Lord knows, I certainly had upheld my end. Some background is in order here. My name is Ariana Fleischer. The day we are talking about happens to be my twenty-first birthday, and...
CHAPTER NINE: Strike Dear Mistress and Cure his Heart Martin Coombes trembled in anticipation of the packet in his pocket. How he managed to walk in the shop, order the Marlboro Lights and pay for them without fainting he didn't know; but now his heart was hurting it was banging so fast. He had cigarettes. He kept saying it to himself. It thrilled him to k...
All persons in this story are 18 years of age or older. * The following Monday I made my way to school more nervous than ever. I was shaking with excitement in the hope that I would see Dave again. I had wondered all week about what might happen if we met again, but at the same time I don't think I really understood my feelings. I couldn't stop thinking ab...
The next morning Jordan and I had woken up. We talked to each other for a little about the great time we both had last night and how we were both also eager to see each other and have sex again. We both got out of bed and put some clothes on. I then walked him out of my room and to the front door where my roommate Erica spotted me walking Jordan to the doo...