The weather is normally warm and sunny in the Houston area, especially compared to the usually bleak weather in Seattle where I was born and raised. But I decided during high school that I wanted to be a petroleum engineer, and since I wanted to leave Seattle anyway, as I’ll explain shortly, I went to…
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Written By Poppet:For LushStories ONLY!Faded Memory I remember when we met and things were new and exciting. Remember? I remember when we met and we spent endless hours together. Remember? I remember when we met we couldn’t get enough of each other. Remember? I remember when I met you I liked you. Remember? I remember…
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Decadent flights of dreaming spin softly,Harnessed in gem-lit heavensAs they hang from the stars by threads of moon glow. This velvet azure between earth and the galaxiesFloats my wishing on a raft of silver,Twisting on the horizon of…
Never to hear your voice again, Never to see your face. Never to know your touch, Or the taste of your lips on mine. Never to look into your eyes, Or feel your heart beat against mine when we dance. Never to turn in bed and find you there, Or know the depth of your…
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…
(This story is only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere then it has been stolen) It was early, Sunday afternoon. The sun was streaming through the window, silhouetting my lovely missus, as she bustled around the kitchen. Since we’d had an early lunch, the kids were off out, playing with friends….
I look at you, I feel so strong; how could my lust, be so wrong? I see you move, right close to me; I want to melt, when you dance and swing. you come to me, I stretch my arms; I feel your body, oh so warm. I feel your breasts, press into me; your…
I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to the north of Europe, my original destination three…
(Note: This poem was written many years ago and recently found) Though dreams are dim and distant I remember: Across the field the swallows swept the grain, And Autumn on the hillside lay to slumber, While shadows browsed like cattle ‘til evening came. And when the sun set low behind the grove, And the early evening…
It was warm today in our house by the sea, the smell of chili, bread rising by the fire. Outside, the wind was howling. Birds shivered on the wire and a few leaves dangled against the coming storm before falling to the piles of death around us. Beside me, you were slicing broccoli and did…
I listened to your voice. It wasn’t what I had imaginedYou would sound like,But then again,I really did not knowWhat to expect. If I said your voice was sweet,What would that mean? Memories of something sweet,Beginning when I was a boy,Buying candy bars for twelve centsAnd savoring the chocolate,The caramel, the little crispy somethingsThat went…
Laying in my bunk feeling the paperbetween my fingers Knowing your every word, connecting us through time and space My thoughts drifting to a peaceful time of bliss Dinner, sheets, and passion running its course Our laughter filling the streets as we walk gazing at the sky My eyes fly open, the Sergeant yelling orders,…
‘Smile’ he said, and I smiled Oh, baby, I was so wild And free and nothing Nothing Could hurt me Or so I believed So I smiled for him Making jokes about how I’d break The camera lens Not knowing that I’d break Not bend Not a matter of if but when And baby, I…
Laying down on the couch in just a shirt and briefs, I slide my left hand over the cotton covering my flat stomach. I can feel a pleasurable stir within my tight briefs as I move my right hand down to caress the soft fabric covering my cock. That feels wonderful, I think as I…
You lie in my heart, from the very start. Though so far you are. My thoughts go astray, to the place where you lay. And sometimes, distance raises no bar. Memories go fonder. About you I wonder The day when I saw your face. Those sparkling eyes vanishing all cries, Checking sorrows, at a rapid…