Reaching out, knowing you’re there, Knowing that you always care Always my shoulder to cry on, my comforting pillow, You remain steadfast, like a tree, my pussy willow Through the good times and bad, You hold me when I am sad Your warmth and affection is my own safe retreat, Your sweet love nourishes me,…
Published 8 years ago I walked into the pub at two minutes past eight and Tom was waiting for me. He was sat on a tall stool at the end of the bar, I looked at him across the room and my stomach fluttered. “How do I manage to have my breath taken away every time…
The sunlight came crashing through the room, warming my body in places he had already consumed. With ripe anticipation, practiced eye, and deadly aim, he penetrated me, laying his claim. Heated flesh rose against heated flesh, in a whirlwind of smoldering desire. A thrashing wave of damp breathless wild abandonment. Passion’s slave. We ride the…
Prince Charming is not my lover, Not my Happily Ever After, Not my True Love, Not my Rescuer, Not my Everything, Not my Heir Producer, Not the one I choose. This Princess does not need a Prince. She wants to be rescued, A Hero to take me away, A Lover to unleash my passion, Arms…
It was around ten A.M. Friday morning when I finally got home from a run to south Jersey. I was dead tired, dirty and horny. I also had to piss like a race horse. So, as soon as I got in my front door, I put my driver’s bag in the front hall closet, hung…
Part One For ten years I had dutifully ridden behind my husband on his Harley. God what a noisy machine! I like quiet. My helmet broke some of the potato-potato-potato noise, thank god, and for a long time I wore earplugs underneath; that helped a lot. Then my great aunt died and left me with…
Jen is 5’7″, blonde, and normally 125 pounds, with a nice slim waist and flared hips that support her D cup tits. She is sexy and knows it, and so does anyone who looks at her. Notice I said ‘normally’. Well, seven months ago she got pregnant and now she has gained a little weight. She has…
Chapter 1 Sixteen, that’s when I fell head over heels in love. With sex. He was seventeen, a friend of my older brother. It was at my house, he’d come to see Al, my brother, and he wasn’t home, wouldn’t be for hours. And I was raging with hormones, so, I innocently asked him in…
If I should lose you,I don’t know what I’d do,I’d cry for a while,Lose all my style. Those insecurities you have,I live to make you feel secure. Hop on a random plane,Go a little insane.I don’t want to lose you,I think I’d feel quite blue. The things you hope and dream for,I live to make…
My dearest friend Beth came by last week and wanted to confide in me a secret. I was so excited to see her as it had been 25 years since we last saw each other at our high school graduation. I had always had a crush on Beth as she was a raven beauty and…
I walk to the door, I’m sure you can hear my heels outside the door. I knock softly. My heart is racing, just like every time. Excited, nervous, anxious, eager. I’m smoothing my skirt for the millionth time as you open the door. My eyes find your face and we both begin to grin at…
Have you ever looked at an alternative newspaper or website and joked about some of the ads? Well, my husband, Dean, just loves to surf them looking for ones he can get a laugh from. A while back, one that caught his eye was from a young man, twenty-one years old, who wanted to lose…
Where have you been all my life?Keeper of the keys that you are.Doors locked I didn’t know existed.Yet you knew them, found them, Put your key in the lock and flung the door wide open!Illuminating dark and primal places, full of life.Releasing the genie from its illusive prison, Over and over and over again. Via:…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. You are the sunshine that lights up my soul.I need your light and warmth to grow.I crave your arms around me likeA sexy poor servant girl needs a strong cloak in winter.I am poor without you making me…
She sat staring blankly at the screen, miserably trying to work as she pointlessly tapped on the laptop keys. Her tummy felt so bloated and her breasts so tender that she just couldn’t focus at all and plus, every time she actually did think of something to write, thoughts of him popped, unbidden into her…