An Evening In Paris Ten Years Later – Part 2

Our first evening back in Paris after ten years ended with Shelley and me entertaining passersby with our love making on our balcony and going to bed, falling asleep naked in each other’s arms. I awoke late on Sunday morning to birds singing and car horns blaring. I looked over and saw Shelley watching me….

Love, Lovers, Lust, Passion, Shower, Stories

Kat and Cyrano – Chapter 5

That Friday (Sept. 26, when I returned from my business trip on the other side of the country) will always be a special date for me. Maybe even more special than family birthdays. Because it was my first of many times riding the sexiest man I’ve ever known. I didn’t think about it that day,…

Love, Lust, Passion, Stories

Kat and Cyrano – Chapter 4

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…

Love, Lust, Romance, Stories

Kat and Cyrano – Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Splendor in the Grass Tuesday morning, September 23, we had only enough time to spend half an hour exploring each other in the park, on the grass, hidden from public view by several bushes and trees, before we went to work. And that same day, we met for lunch, too. That night, I…

Love, Lust, Passion, Sex, Stories

A Song For Him

The song she sings belongs to him The voice she listens to as he writes The light that shines her darkest night One verse, a few words of his pen Sets her fire ablaze, without shame She lifts her dress, fingers roam, slide within Reading his thoughts, his desire for her She trembles, whimpers, letting go Back arched, legs open, fingers busy The flow of hot lust between her thighs A swollen bud teased ,wet ,throbbing In a frenzy to feed his hunger as she reads A harmony of notes she creates While fingers plunge deeper into warmth Colors she sees, body tenses, eyes half closed Shudders that ache as she tries her best To read the words that begin to dance Vision blurred, in a daze, a gasp Biting her lips, moaning with need His words for her are unique They are just for her to see Enjoying this moment, every word A gift for her, the one he holds always close Lava explodes as she screams A trio of naughty fingers play As she reaches the final act of his wicked tale Smiling, spent and very pleased Via: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/love-poems/a-song-for-him

Love, Lust, Poems

Playing By The Rules

Every game needs rules and Jake and Beth’s year-long competition was no different. The rules of their game served a number of purposes; some were to ensure that an unfair advantage could not be gained by either player whereas others were simply to add a little extra fun and excitement to this long-haul contest. A…

Friends, Love, Lust, Masturbation, Sex, Straight

An Evening In Paris Ten Years Later

If you read my earlier story of Shelley and me, you would know we never stayed together, but went our separate ways. This story is about an encounter that was planned to celebrate Shelley and my first evening in Paris. It is dedicated to Shelley in her memory. Over the years, Shelley and I kept…

Anal, Love, Lovers, Lust, Passion