FLASH UPDATE:I explain below what my Avatar name means but some people are to ignorant to read and I just got an email from one of them. They(?) tell me I should give up on young girls and just, "...stick it up your own ass...". Ignorance at this level should not be allowed to breed back into our society.The "Daddy" part has NOTHING to do with being a "Dom". I am not and never will be one. As a Taoist I am very much into not hurting anyone.Sorry!Now, back to me!I really don't know what to write here. I've always been a very private person but I think it's time to change that, which is why I'm here. Something new and different. That's what keeps me young and beautiful. Right!I will update this periodically, adding or deleting as necessary.I am a gentleman and I never lie. I pretty much just tell it all up front and let everyone make up there own minds. If you like what you read and you think you can trust me, contact me. ALL of this is based on trust. Of course the anonymity allowed here makes this possible and tends to soften the initial worries. I'm just an old dude still trying to figure out what life is all about. I've done everything I could afford or had time to do so I've got a lot of It down pretty good, but there are a few wrinkles in my life I'm still working on.I'm 71 and my wife is 76 but she lost all interest in sex 5 or more years ago. I'm not ready to give it up yet so I masturbate every day. I usually only cum once, but every now and again I hit it a couple of times, but that's all I get any more. I will never give it up though. Pretty much I'll be doing it at my funeral if I can manage it so I hope my 6 kids, 15 grand kids and 2 great grand kids can deal with it. Actually I don't want a funeral and will probably be buried at sea. I was in the US Navy for 6 years. I would REALLY like my ashes launched into the sun, but that's pretty expensive. Maybe one of my kids will win the lottery. I gave my youngest son 15,000 or so Science Fiction books from my collection, many signed and first edition stuff, so maybe he'll feel guilty enough to do that. Nah, spend it on their families and think of me while enjoying it, that's better.I want a Wake when I die. I want all of my family, friends and enemy's to get as drunk as they want and tell raucous and bawdy lies about me all night, even if they are true. I want my friends and family to cry and laugh and just sit and think. I want my enemies to scream whatever they want to about me and know that I am sorry about whatever made them enemies. Maybe that'll help them change their minds about me. If anyone objects to this I'll come back and haunt their asses.I want them all to celebrate that I was here and, for whatever reason, remember me. I hope it's all good though.I have a couple of degrees. One is a BS in Electrical Engineering and other stuff and another BA in Business and Political Science. I decided to do that instead of going for an MS. It took me 5 and 1/2 years to get them and all I did was work my butt off and go to school. I didn't even date while I was getting them. I do not regret a minute of it but sometimes I wish I'd gone the MS route, not really that often thoughI've wanted to write for years but got so busy with making a living for the family I just never forced myself to take the time. I'm an electrical engineer and I designed computers for 35 year or so. I "Was" an engineer, but I'm not sure I could get back into it now, they forced me to retire about 8 years ago, and I'm not sure I even want to. I did really enjoy it though and was a Digital Simulation expert and taught it for many years too.In fact that's where the tag handle"LASAR Daddy" comes from. The software I used for simulation was, still is actually, named LASAR which stands for "Logic Automated Stimulus And Response". A fancy way of saying, "Put ones and zeros in and read ones and zeros out". By analysis you can determine which of the millions of logic elements are not working correctly and fix it. I basically used a large computer to pretend to be another computer so it could be fixed if it failed. I did this mostly for military computers in airplanes, helicopters, tanks, ships, etc. This is a marvelous design tool too. The military wants to be able to fix it so when the design worked and was fixable the design was complete and they had the ability to fix all identical hardware.Now I own a small store in a little town about 75 miles North of San Francisco and deal in mineral specimens, Grateful Dead memorabilia and jewelry. My big hobbies now are faceting gemstones (I'm quite good at it), reading erotica (I'm quite good at that too) and masturbating (I'm very good at that). Not necessarily in that order either. I am writing a couple stories now which I'll submit shortly and I really hope I'm good at that too. I'll write about our early years because for 30 years she pretty much screwed my brains out, 5 to 9 times a week. God, I miss that. A lot.I've always wanted to watch her with another woman and would have done anything to get her to do it. I really wanted the other woman to be black but any color works for me. Of course I really wanted to join in too, but my main concern was her and I would have done exactly what they needed. An early boyfriend of hers tried to force her into swapping and when we first got together she told me, in VERY strong language, to forget even trying so I never pushed it. Once I figured what I had or, more accurately, what she was giving to me, I never wanted to lose her. That took about 2 weeks and I've spent the last 43 years filling in all the details.I always looked at it as a "Gift". Any woman that ever had anything to do with me sexually I viewed like that. She gave me herself 43 years ago and it's still the best gift I ever got. Oh well, it was a very good run for 35 years or so. I'll write a few stories about that.I traveled all over the world doing design work and I was sorely tempted to cheat many times, but I never did. That is just wrong in my book. Commitment has a very rigid meaning for me. I've been sorely tempted quite a few time in the last 6 or 7 years too. I get hit on in my store all the time and there are several that I'd absolutely love to climb into bed with, but I'm not ready to do it yet. Besides, they're my customers, repeat ones at that, and it's all about trust there too so that would be wrong unless they asked me. I am the Horniest old white dude on the planet but until my wife just doesn't know what's happening around her I'll say "No, but thank you very much though." Even if she's in a facility totally unaware, I don't know. This is very hard to think about. I'm 71 now and if this comes to be I'll probably be to old for anything but holding hands so I just live in my fantasies. Holding hands and kissing are very nice though. I'll keep doing whatever I can with my hands and mouth as long as they work.I let social pressure prevent me from dating a Black girl when I was in high school and that has always made me feel disappointed in myself. Of course that was in 1968 in Wagoner, Oklahoma and they were all a bunch of redneck assholes, so I give myself a little break. I think I'll look for a Black woman if I decide to try, if any will have me. There is one who comes in the store a lot and sometimes I think she's interested, but I won't know for sure unless I ask, and I wont do that. If she is interested in me I don't care about anything else, she's beautiful. Skin color is a very stupid thing to let get in the wayI have 8 bones in my lower back, T11 to L6, fused so I don't stand up well. I've also had Prostate Cancer and they killed it with radiation, but they damaged a nerve too and I don't get full erections any more. That REALLY pisses me off. I'm already talking to my Urologist about the inflatable implants and will do that in the next year or 2 if I decide it might perk her interest in sex. I am quite good with my hands and tongue , but I haven't had a lot of practice with it since I married. She never really liked to receive oral so I pretty much just ignored that too. She liked it "IN", and that was always great. She loved giving oral and straight sex but not anal.I'm not bitching here either and I do not feel sorry for myself. I've had a wonderful life with a marvelous woman. I still adore her just like I did 43 years ago when we started being "Us" and she's still sexy as hell to me, but she has no interest in sex at all. That is incredibly frustrating. When I decide to start looking for a sexual encounter I think I'll try to find someone who is black and wants to be watched. I would love to watch her masturbate while I do and will participate as much as she wants. I've wanted to get into mutual masturbation for a long time too. That's what many of my fantasies are built around. For me, she is always in charge of the details. It's all about trust and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure I gain hers.I had one gay experience (a hand job for me) about 1965 and I didn't like it and I still don't. Its not homophobia though because my oldest son is gay and I like being around him and most of his friends. There are a couple I don't like though because they grab at my butt.One of my daughters writes Steam Punk and has 3 books published already. If you read that she's quite good and I'll send her name if asked. I proof read for her and I love doing it. I don't think I'll ask her to proof my stories though. I am looking for someone to swap Proofreading with and a female would be great for the other prospective.Thank you for reading this. If you have questions or just want to know more, please just ask.
They do vary a lot, hell you can even order a zombie or alien pussy (100% serious). I guess I'm one step closer to fucking E.T. in the ass. http://upload.lushstories.com/1402841542-xlarge_freaksnew.jpg I think I'd go more for the blue alien in Avatar, Zoe Saldanas part. Maybe the one from X-Men. I've always had the hots for them.
Mine was missionary holding myself up on my hands and her hands on my face and our eyes locked. I could almost feel me cum as she would have as well as me in her. That was wild and we did that a lot.Hers was on her stomach with me on top and in her from behind. Very infrequently anal becaus she didn't really like it unless she was red hot. I would shift up her body and hit her g-spot then confine her with my arms. She pushed back and I squeezed and she said the top of her head came off when she came. I would go off like a bomb about a minute later. She said she felt so safe that she totally relaxed. That worked for us many times.Those two were probably 80% of our sex life. Not adventurous maybe but we had a lot of fun for almost 40 years so I'm not unhappy. It's all about what feels good.
Duuhh!Just in case I really screw up. At my age I would like that option available.I wouldn't have hurt anyone though. I agree with some of the, uh, more assertive? Remarks above for that type.
Hi there, RK. I'll do you one better, since it is Titty Tuesday. http://upload.lushstories.com/771637988-35-196-sharon's brew.jpg Okay, you got my attention. Where can I get one of those?
I was using the site on my phone this morning and didn't notice any problem, but now that I go back to check, I see exactly what you mean.The top bar is floating "over" the page and it's pinned to the top right of the screen (rather than the page), in much the same way that black boxes are pinned to the top left, on a mobile device.Hopefully Gav should be able to sort it out. It's a new feature, only put out today I think, so there are bound to be kinks. Hmmmm! Black boxes on my IPad are upper-right. Maybe that's a clue. Gav is good but he does have another life he needs to contact now and again so it may take a day or two.
I had a 50 year old girlfriend when I was 25 for a year. I would have married her but she was smarter than me. I married a woman 5 years older than me with 4 kids. They are all my kids and have been since we got together. We are still together too.I've been approached by several younger ones here and now that intrigues me too but I will not do anything until my wife doesn't remember who I am. I might be dead by then but grateful okay too. I'm not unhappy, just interested in looking in the other direction now.
Apple has made life difficult for all sys-ops trying for compatibility. They've done everything in their power to make sure of that too. I had problems with that for a while but it was mostly incompatibility between the Intel and Motorolla microprocessor internal architecture.I use IPad and about the only problem I have is when I pop up another window while writing an email it kills all the text I've written. If I select-all and copy it the frequency drops way off and only happens 1 in 10 times or so, but it still happens. When it does I paste what I copied back in. If I remembered to copy it before I jump to another window. When I'm answering an email that really makes me angry. At me because I didn't copy it.Good fortune with that Gav.
I've always wondered why they were abandoned. The old mines running out, things changing, new highway routes. But why the ones in cities?I think they get so used to the idea that "This Is How They Wan To Get Screwed" that they forget to change too. It just gets dirtier and more used because they won't spend money to change it. Greed kills them.Thanks, I'll look at all of those.
What every the lady wants, after all it's her body, it's whats beneath that matters. who cares if you have to part the ways on the way to paridise. Reminds me of an old chefs joke: Why is pubic hair like parsley? You move both to the side and care on eating! I have never heard that one. Great, parsley, good allusion.It is her choice, not mine. If she offers herself to me I don't care. I've lived all over the world and we are the only country that obsesses over things like hair, smell, germs, etc.It's her I want.Of course Hypertrichosis, or Ambras syndrome, might be a little much but actually might be a real neat thing. I read a science fiction story years ago that had that as a premiss. Everyone got hairy and it was a choice to invest in shears or curry combs. Curry combs won out.
It's not JUST the men although they are the worst which is why they're the ones with the reputation. I've always considered my daughters to be pretty intelligent and level headed but I know two of them will attend a function like the poster. How many do you think are there? That's a pretty big place.Hell, I'm 72 and I get young girls that yell and whistle at me walking down the street in my kilt, never an older one though. Not many, but it happens. Why? What is there about us that makes some have to thrust their ego out there and show everyone what they're thinking? Shit, I have those feelings all the time but have no need to share them with others that really don't care.It is all about respect and equality. When people stop acting like animals in heat and more like intelligent beings that think it will work, then if your not cold, why clothes? I think we should all be nudists but then I think a bitter truth is much better than a sweet lie. Our society can't handle it. And how will anyone know how important I am if I'm not wearing my thousand dollar suit or dress? Damn, I am important and you should get out of my way! Right?When our cultures start treating women like equals instead of the sub-servient roles they play now it will get better. Pretty much when we mature enough as a society to where anarchy works as the perfect government that will work too. I don't think that will happen though because to many can't control their ego. They HAVE to be in charge and tell everyone else how they should run their lives. Of course their way is the right way.It's ALL about sex. http://upload.lushstories.com/722765485-image.jpg
"Hi, how are you tonight?" It startled the hell out of me and I jumped, then I heard a female giggle. When I turned I saw that she was a repeat customer but I couldn't remember her name. I have a lot of repeat customers. She bought collectable minerals for her brother and I've met him, Dave, he's a nice guy. Why could I remember his? She's sexy as hell, not him. She's tall, five-ten...
Added 01 Jul 2014 | Category Mature
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What the hell was that? My eyes snapped open and an intense white light was coming out of the bathroom. I threw my hands up and tried to block it, it was so bright it hurt. I thought it was coming from the bathroom, but it didn't look like what I had seen last night as I fell asleep. Where was the mirror? A large, gold framed mirror had been over the sink for eight years. My wife had picked...
Added 10 Jun 2014 | Category Supernatural
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My name is Alicia. I'm a geologist and I'm here in Colorado to find a new pocket of Rhodochrosite. Also a Microcline called Amazonite, a beautiful green and white mineral, and gold, silver or anything else of commercial value. I head the Geology Masters program at Stanford, in California, but I keep my eyes open for everything, even on a personal expedition like this. One of my...
Added 30 May 2014 | Category Lesbian
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I wrote a previous story about meeting someone from Lush. I got to thinking, 'What if it hadn't happened that way?' All of them stand alone but the shift in settings is fun. I did use some personalities that I know quite well. I hope you enjoy this and I plan to write about a few more ways. If you have some neat ideas send them to me, I am interested. I won't do violent ones and I'll give...
Added 08 May 2014 | Category Love Stories
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It started with wanting some of the worlds best frogs legs. It ended with even better legs and me being a different, I like to think better, man. I still love her, way down inside where I keep it hidden, with respect, not from any kind of shame. I've never told this story before because I've always been a very private person but I think it's time. I'll let my kids read it one day so they can...
Added 01 Apr 2014 | Category Mature
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This is a fantasy from long ago about a black, female engineer friend. I am an Electrical Engineer, military computer design was what I did. Now I'm seventy-one and own a small store in a small town about seventy-five miles north of San Francisco. I sell mineral specimens, jewelry and Grateful Dead memorabilia. There was a black, female engineer friend that I'd known many years ago...
Added 16 Mar 2014 | Category Masturbation
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My legs were spread wide, my feet in the stirrups and she had a very firm grip on my cock as she ran her mouth up and down it. I couldn't believe this! I hadn't had a full erection in over five years and here I was with my cock in my urologists mouth being fucked with her throat. I was very excited and just about ready to cum but I kept trying to slow down. Trying to think of things that...
Added 14 Mar 2014 | Category Seduction
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When the explosion went off in my brain I'd thought I was going to die, or at least pass out. That had been the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. My mind spun and twisted as I'd groaned and panted, chuffing like an old steam locomotive as the orgasm consumed me. Thrusting up, raising my ass as high as I could get it, just to be deeper in her throat. I was on my back, and she was on top with...
Added 08 Mar 2014 | Category Flash Erotica
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I was sitting in a local tavern, in a chair with a woman kneeling on the floor in front of me, her head under my kilt and my cock in her mouth. I'd pulled it up like a skirt and was close to coming, watching some stranger as he looked, staring at her, listening to her slobbering all over my cock and balls. She sucked my balls for a while then put my cock in her mouth and stroked me with...
Added 04 Mar 2014 | Category Group Sex
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I'm seventy-one and my wife, Anya, is seventy-six. I love names and hers fit her so very well. It was Russian, originally "Aniya" and meant merciful. She was that for sure. She'd taken mercy on me and said yes when I'd asked her to marry me. I don't believe in hating but I hated Alzheimer's with a passion. I'd had to put her in a care facility six months before this happened. I was lost...
Added 19 Feb 2014 | Category Supernatural
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