You try to hang on to your control. I can see it in your eyes: The urge to just take, To claim what is rightfully yours. Your piercing blue eyes deepen As I see you clenching your fists. You don’t want to wait, Your patience with me is running thin. I keep teasing, I keep…
Candles flicker in the dark, Casting shadows on my naked skin. I can hear your breath in the silence, You want to hear every gasp, every moan, That escapes my quivering lips. I can smell the lemon verbena Drifting through the air, Soothing my senses As the anticipation builds within me. I want to see…
Chapter 4: Absence Makes Our Lust Grow Hotter “This evening I need to pack for my cross-country business trip,” I continued my Sept. 23 email reply to Eric. “I’m going to leave for the airport about 6:30 tomorrow morning. We’ll be apart for just 6 days, until my return on Sunday the 28th. But after…
Written By Poppet:For LushStories ONLY! It’s dark, the lights are off, and I can only hear my breathing. I can’t seem to get you off my mind and my heart longs for you. I roll to the side and see the emptiness where you should be and I sigh. I’m in my dreams and I…
It had been over two months since I first saw my wife dance erotically online. I had seen her a few more times and was even more aroused the more I saw her perform. She had asked if I minded her doing that. I had told her I thought she was incredible and if she…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been nicked, and the thief’s Happy Bits shall become ever redundant. So there. Let me lick your lollipopAnd suck your throbbing head.I don’t need candy, liquorice sticks,I’ll suck your cock instead.I’ll lick your shaft in twirling swirlsAnd wriggle my tongue…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I stare into the depths of your eyesWhere hurricanes passionately thunderAnd roll on the edge of this almost-calm,The centre of this intimate storm.You hold my gaze at the peak ofThis deepest, hardest, pounding thrust,A plunge that rendersMy heart…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading this elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lost in the night,You’re somewhere out there,Flying my dreams like a kite in the moonlight. I need you. There are no urges I can satisfyWithout the brush of your lipsOn my hungry mouth;No desires to be satedWithout your…
This novella is an experimental writing collaboration by TheGulfCoaster and runnergirl. The story has two perfect halves, a male and female side, which fit together as one. Runnergirl will reveal Emmy’s feelings and tell the tale through her perspective, whereas TheGulfCoaster writes from Robbie’s perspective. The two stories share mutual dialogue and action where the…
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This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Under the covers,Hot, sweaty, naked,Giggling, whispering,Feeling your heat.Skin slides on cottonAnd smooths against you,Hot breath and passion,My heart skips a beat. Wriggling steamily,Nudging your leg,Wandering fingersGrab handfuls of breast.Moist breath on neckAnd a tongue in my mouth;Under the…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Clear the table,And get you ready,I’m spreading a feast for your eyes!I’m naked and lustingTo feel you inside me,Don’t you see ‘twixt my two open thighs? I lay on the table,A meal fit for you,Like a roasted and…
1. Alice Reynolds received a phone call in the middle of her presentation. She was having an interactive discourse on a new pharmaceutical product. It was her husband, Mac. She excused herself in front of the marketing panel and got out from the air-conditioned conference room. “Mac?” “Mrs Reynolds?” The voice at the other end…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Scrub-a-dub-dub,Naked cleaning the tub,Sponge in handAs I rub-a-rub-rub. Massive boobs bouncing,Swaying side to side;Ass wobbles swiftly,Inviting you inside. Bouncing curves of hot fleshMake you stop and look;Flash of something pinkerMakes you want to fuck. Sweat dripping wetly,Lemon cleaner…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. How must it feelTo have you wrap your arm over meAs I wriggle backwardsTo press my bum against your hips,Teasing innocently and blithelyAs I get as close as I can?How must it feel to beCovered by the duvet…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lying back in your mischievous arms,I’m sinking into this heady dazeOf thrills and wigglesOf gamesome joysThat wash me through with deep desires. Fluttering gigglesRun over us,A bubbling stream of tickling laughter.My breath is gasping and shallowIn these honey…