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DirtyMartini
Over 90 days ago
Male, 63
United States

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Love And Haight (67Goat's story)

The fourth story in a series of stories told from the perspective of my older friend Gary aka 67Goat

Change has a way of passing slowly through a small Pennsylvania town, like an old man window shopping on a Sunday afternoon. As in previous years, the summer of 1967 rolled in with little in the way of fanfare. There were however, some visible changes in my life that year. I was still working at my friend's father's shop. I was doing well there after being there a couple of years. I had actually managed to save up enough...

Happy Anniversary (Our Special Day)

Another love poem originally posted under the 67Goat persona...my older friend Gary.

Happy Anniversary Day (Our special day)Of all the things we celebrate,There is one very special date,That special day when vows were said,Our special day when we were wed.Of you my love, I was so fond,To want to start a lasting bond,It was a sunny Saturday in May,That day we call our special day.I still recall your walk up the aisle,As you gave to me a secret smile,I could not help but feel so proud,The luckiest man in th...

You'll Never Know

Just a little love poem for the winter...yes, another poem...

The snow falls gently on a winter's night,But inside by the fire I hold you tight,As the burning flames start to dance,My thoughts of you turn to romance,In the light of the evening fire's glow,How much I love you, you'll never know.Though it's cold outside, it's warm in here,And the one I love I'm holding near,Snow may fall but I don't mind the weather,As long as you and I can be together,The night is young and we've now...

Though Seasons Pass

Yet another love poem originally posted under 67Goat...

Though seasons pass and years go by, They will not stop the tears I cry, And though may fall the gentle rain, It will not wash away my pain, And though there may be tomorrow, It will not take away my sorrow, For when you and I became apart, You took a piece of my broken heart, I only ask that you give it back, So I can get my life on track, And I can somehow heal this broken heart, And somehow make a brand new start, I do...

How Do You Know?

Yet another damn love poem...

How Do You Know?How do you know when you've found the one?How do you know that your search is done?Is it something she says, is it in her talk?Or the way she moves, is it in her walk?Or is it in her touch, her soft caress?Or what she wears, is it in her dress?Or is it what she thinks, is it in her mind?Or how she treats you, by being so kind?It's all of the above, and yet so much more,When you've found the love you've bee...

Sexual Healing

Third in a series of stories told from the perspective of my older friend Gary, aka 67Goat.

I recall the evening like it was yesterday, even though it's been over ten years. I stared down at the table and mindlessly picked at my food while my wife sat silently across from me. Nancy and I had been married almost 25 years at the time. We had been through so much together in those years, good times and bad. Of all that we had been through together, nothing was as tough as this. I just stared down at my plate. I rea...

The Birth Of Our Son

Another post from the point of view of an older friend Gary...aka 67Goat...

Of all the things you've given to me, As proof that the best things really are free, If I had to narrow it down to one, It would be the birth of our only son. Watching him smile I become elated, At the sight of the life we have created, Our unimaginable pride and joy, Disguised as a playful little boy. When I gaze into his eyes of blue, I cannot help but think of you, For that and his curly locks of hair, Are just two fea...

Rising Like The Tide

The second in a series of stories told from the point of view of my older friend Gary...

The summer of 1966 rolled around like any other year in sleepy, small town Pennsylvania. While most of the town’s residents may not have even noticed, things were actually going pretty good for me. I had graduated high school, I still had my job in my friend’s father’s shop doing basic machine shop work, I still had my ’61 Impala SS and most importantly, I was still going out with Debbie. Debbie and I were both 18 now, wh...

For Dana (1966-2006)

For my fiance Dana, who died of a heart attack shortly after her 40th birthday...

I see a girl with long blond hair,So much like yours I stop and stare,With a quizzical look she walks away,I just stand there with nothing to say,So many girls remind me of you,How they move, the things they do.I watch the sun set in the sky,Reminding me of times gone by,How we sat on the beach hand in hand,Us two lovers sitting on the sand,So many things remind me of you,Of days gone by, when we were two.I miss you more...

My Special Love (Happy Valentine's Day)

A love poem for that special someone on Valentine's Day...

Sitting with you right next to me,Nowhere in the world I'd rather be,Your every move brings a smile to my face,With your awesome beauty and natural grace,I enjoy being with you day and night,Being with you just feels so right.Of all the loves I have known,None have the kindness you have shown,None have the charms that you possess,None can match your soft caress,None can match the joy you bring,None can cause my heart to s...

If

Yes, it's another love poem...it's a habit I have, what can I say?

If I called you up in the middle of the night,To tell you something is just not right,How would you act, what would you do?Would you take the time to talk me through?Or would you tell me it's way too late,That my problems just have to wait,How would you act, what would you do?If I were to really need you.If I were to show up at your door one day,What would you do, what would you say?Would you take me in and keep me warm?O...

A Family Reunion Chapt. 1 (Growing up with Marcy)

Is it really incest when you don't know she's your sister? Especially for Lush Stories...

My memories of my early childhood were not pleasant. While some people wish they could go back to their carefree childhood days, I look at childhood as something I survived and lived to tell about. I recall my first few years on the planet as being in the middle of two parents who spent most of their awake moments arguing and fighting. The fights often became physical, no doubt fueled by my fathers alcohol abuse and my mo...

Be My Little Whore Tonight

Just got tired of writing romantic stuff...what can I say?

Just be my little whore tonight,Don't worry baby, I won't bite,We'll do it till you get it right.Come on you little tease,I'm the one you need to please,Get down baby, on your knees.I got lots of things in store,We'll do it baby on the floor,Make you scream and cry for more.Didn't you hear what I said?Get your butt up on the bed,On your knees and give me head.Don't resist or start to sob,Just place your lips upon my knob,...

Just Two Lovers On The Beach

Just a poem about two lovers on a beach...originally posted under 67Goat...

The stars above dot the midnight sky,As the full moon castes a watchful eye,As we walk along the deserted sand,Our arms swing gently, hand in hand,I cannot help but stop and stare,As the moonlight shines in your hair,As the stars alight your pretty face,I feel my heartbeat start to race,Without another soul around,We lay our blanket on the ground,As I watch the starlight reflect in your eyes,Like the tide around us, my pa...

Jimmy Gets Replaced

Speaking of first time, this was my first attempt at erotic story writing...based on a true story...

Nancy was just an ordinary young girl growing up in rural Illinois, for the most part anyway. She enjoyed the simple pleasures of country life and had similar hopes, dreams and fears as any young girl on the verge of womanhood. She wanted to be loved, and a chance to give love in return. Nancy wondered sometimes if her wishes would ever come true, if she would ever be able to have a real relationship, as Nancy was sexuall...