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Where do I begin? I guess the beginning... of course. I’m a white female, 68, 5’ 8”, 125-pounds. I’ve been by myself now for over 25 years, after the death of my husband from lung Cancer. He put up a brave fight but, in the end, it got the better of him and he passed quietly at home with me by his side. We never had any c***dren and I wonder how my life would be if I’d had a couple of k**s. Oh well, no sense in living in the past. The only company I’ve had in these 25 yeas has been my neighbor, Henry. He’s 72, 6’ 3”, 245-pounds and built like a brick shithouse! I watched him many times as he’s… Read more

... anyone who writes tales here, or anywhere else for that matter, and don't know how to write a conversation. Can anyone tell me when the last time you talked to someone and they said, 'I am going to do this', or 'I will do this', or any other comments where someone is talking that they don't use contractions while talking? I don't believe I've ever said - to anyone - 'I will do this' instead of saying 'I'll do this' or 'I'm going to do this'. I realize that most writers on here, or any other site, aren't professional writers but please, use some common sense when you pen your prose and do… Read more

... miss the stories here. That was my main reason for joining this site. The diversity of the stories, some true and some not so true, made the reading interesting. I do hope they'll change their minds and re-insert the tales for us to enjoy.… Read more

... First b**st Forum shut down, taking a ton of amazing stories with them and now X-Hamster is deleting all the stories so many people have posted here. Damn shame, too. Wonder who'll be next?… Read more

Just posted another story, along the lines of the last one I posted earlier this month. I hope you like it!… Read more

A widower finds solice in an unexpected place, with an unexpected friend. I thought my life was over when Cassie passed away six years ago. We'd been married for just a little over 54 years when the doctors found the cancer that had literally invaded her body. They didn't even attempt to do surgery, as the cancer had spread throughout her body, infecting almost all of her vital organs. Her k**neys were the first to completely shut down and, for the last eight months, daily dialysis was the only thing that kept her going. She had long decided against chemotherapy, deciding that when i… Read more

I had always wondered what it would be like to have another man give me a blow job. Never in my wildest imaginings did I ever think it would actually happen, especially at my age. I’m a white male, pushing 82 years of age now. I’m single. Well, actually I’m a widower, having lost my wife of nearly 60 years, fours ago. We’d been quite happy during all that time together. We seemed to have it all, except for c***dren. I’ve never been able to father any, having had an accident when I was in my early teens, thus rendering my reproductive capabilities moot. Without k**s though, I was able to… Read more

When I'd asked him what he wanted for Christmas he had only one answer. "You," he’d said. So I decided that was what I'd do. I'd give him a part of me. As the snow fell outside I had him get ready and when I entered the bedroom he was already prone on the bed, laying on the drawn back sheets, his uncut erection already drawing my attention. I went into the bathroom to get ready. I looked at my reflection in the bathroom as I brushed my teeth. Not too bad looking for an 83 year old man. I stood there, completely naked, looking at my body as I brushed. I still tipped the scales… Read more

Chapter 3 DeeDee and John sat in the outter office, waiting for their appointment to begin. Both had been called earlier in the day and notified that their appointment time had been changed to later in the afternoon, almost the beginning of the evening. The receptionist explained that this would be the only time the Doctor would be able to see them this week and could they please be here. They both talked it over for a few minutes and agreed. The receptionist thanked them, confirmed the time, then hung up. "They'll be here, Doctor," she told Dr. Grosman. "Thank you."… Read more

Black isn't so Bad After All! Chapter 2 While DeeDee Wilson sat in the waiting room Dr. Gosman re-read her files, which were spread out on his desktop. Occasionally he would reference the files from her husband's, John, office visit the previous day. DeeDee also had problems dealing with black people. It seems that it originated in her earlier years, just about the time her father died and her mother had to take the responsibility of raising her by herself. From what he was reading, DeeDee's father had died in a hunting accident and her mother had to hire outside family… Read more

Black isn't so Bad After All! John and DeeDee Wilson were the average couple of their times. Both had been raised in a white Christian environment and throughout their lives were taught that black people were not as good as they were. Times change though, whether you want them to or not. Both are now in their early 60's, having been married almost 45 years, and as they grew older the neighborhood around them changed as well. More and more black families were moving in and more and more white families were moving further out of the city, into the suburbs. It was only a matter… Read more

I'm relatively new here but have been writing erotica for many years. I've read 1000's of stories in the past 20 years and even done a few of my own, some of which I've already posted here on xhampster. I do hope you'll read them and enjoy them all. Please send feedback to them as I love to hear from my readers. Thanks.… Read more