When I,dear friend, first became a slut I started withso much passion But unlike the whores who lewdly strut My clothing was well out of fashion. I’d bras and thongs and minis very short, Tube tops that displayed my boobies, Intimate teddies in which to cavort: Such gear often worn by newbies. Chorus . She’d…
If you pay close attention, and I’m very sure you do, You’ll discover I am no one you can easily pooh-pooh. My body’s very finely tuned as is my intellect. If I’ve any faults at all, they’re too small to detect.My beauty and my genius are so obvious to see, I feel obliged to hide behind…
BITCH I am a Mistress as I said before TOADIES And you treat us as you should BITCH You’re sniveling little chapsWhose bums need many slaps With a paddle made of wood. TOADIES We’re sniveling little chapsWhose bums need many slaps With a paddle made of wood. BITCH As Dominatrix I’ve no peerI own lots…
When you’re lying awake as your butt starts to ache And your sphincter’s so sore that it makes you whine, You deserve a rebuke for shoving that cuke Way up there, where the sun can’t ever shine. If you’d used a small carrot your anus could bear it And that, I am sure, you now…
Each girl described below is over the age of 16 TRIO – Cum-Cum , Peep-Hole , and Titties-Sing , with Chorus of Girls . The Three . Three little sluts who drool are we, Hungry for any cock we see To be full of cum, our fantasy, Three little sluts who drool! Cum-Cum . Every…
Despite all of the evidence Like cream inside her underpants She remains technically pure She remains technically pure Of the sex act she is wary Though she’d long since lost her cherry And she does experiment. Yes, she does experiment. She may put naughty stuff up her twat Massive, phallic and often very hot. But…
When dealing with sexual frustration (frustration) Because wifely duties are not done. (are notdone) When the better half blames menstruation, (menstruation) A polite man knows what is to be done. (to be done.) A discrete man need not grow agitated (agitated) That his good wife is not a nasty one. (nasty one) Instead his cock…
Blessed bare on the enchanted summit.What lies there? Puss-puss or somewhat.How delightful is this glimmering sight!Breasts heaving in that armour tight. Siegfried is taken by amorous fits.The armour’s off; My God! What tits!“Mommy, Mommy. Looky, looky!Brünnhilde’s boobs and naked nookie!” ‘Das ist kein Mann’, Siegfried surmisesAs more than just the curtain rises.His hand trembles on…
I am not a good example of young ladies of this century. My peers say I am much too fey and not what I am meant to be. I eschew Fox News and biased views because I am all too smart To fall for tricks by right wing pricks who for us do not give…
This story only available on Lush Stories. Dedicated to a humble man and a lovely friend. It isn’t every day one wins the chance to meet one’s favourite writer, and the women of certain lusty circles had been ready to scratch each other’s eyes out over the charity competition. For a mere 3,000 (or $4653.90)…
Dedication: This story is just a bit of fun and is respectfully dedicated to all the tireless story checkers on Lush, whose hard work makes this site possible and who have to put with rubbish like this every day. Also, thanks must go to Fugly, whose story “Bag of Lush All Sorts” was the inspiration…
Anal “You like that, don’t ya Fugs, hey?” asked Eric. “You like a big cock going deep in that sweet tight little puckered up ass?” “You know I do, Babe,” I said between thrusts. “But, do you want to talk or fuck?” “Oh, let’s talk please,” Eric smirked. “How was your day, sweetheart?” “Well asshole,…
I couldn’t believe what the fuck was happening. There was Eric, proud as punch with his cock shoved in some slut’s mouth, occasionally glancing over at me with a ‘Wow, look at me, I’m getting head‘ smile on his stupid face. I love him to death, but boy, does he piss me off sometimes; no…
Have you ever been in a position where your sexual desires totally over-ruled your sensibility? Where you knew it was wrong, but oh boy, it feel so right, so multi-orgasmic right? Well, tonight was one of those times! When Eric asked/pleaded for me to wear a bag, I thought he was just kidding. I was…
Sam was startled — and annoyed — by the blaring of a car horn while he sat parked along with a thousand other drivers on Interstate 5. What exactly did this genius expect to accomplish by honking here when the logjam was well out of sight, probably several miles ahead? He shook his head….