It had been over three years since I had experienced orgasm with a man. I had had plenty of sex, but that was with my husband, and he had stopped satisfying me long ago. But I never dwelled on this fact, I just drifted along in my sexualy empty life, bored and uninspired. That was…
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The tent was up, sleeping bags rolled out.The campsite was arranged…tables, grill, food, ice chests…and the rest of our stuff was ready. Our camping week ends are always exciting and fun. The campground wasn’t even half full. Maybe I should have listened to DJ that the weather would be too bad to go camping this…
Jake stroked his hard cock in the shower as his eyes glazed over. Almost there, but at the same time he was enjoying the feeling of holding off. Tiffany was waiting for him to get out, he knew, and he was taking a little longer than he should, but fuck it, it felt good to…
This is a story written jointly by myself and my pal, Mazza. We’ve had a forum thread, Curlygirly and Mazza’s Big Sandwich, running for quite a while now on Lush and we thought that it might be fun to write about how things might go, if we could actually make it happen. We hope you…
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In my story “Two hands are better than one” I told about how I helped out Joanne with her essay and ended up getting a beautiful hand relief from her – not as a thank you – but to take my mind off her so that I could concentrate on the work. I hoped that…
Pink bubblegum rolls on my tongue as I walk along the black asphalt that’s still steaming from the warm August rain. I can feel it wet along the edges of my toes as they push forward in my white stiletto sandals, the leather damp and just beginning to stretch. The moisture is everywhere and the…
Jessi and John had become my two best friends and together with Julie, we continued having as much fun as we possibly could in our sophomore year of college. We became sex fiends, doing it with each other whenever we saw any opportunity. This is a recounted story that Julie described to me one night…
The sun was just peaking through the over cast sky, pushing its way in through the curtains and across my sleep crusted eyes. I blinked and stretched up, arching my back as the soft cotton sheet slipped down. It felt luxurious and I reveled in the rare opportunity to sleep in with no obligation, school,…
As I drove up the cedarlined gravel driveway I could scarce believe that the House of Lush was to be hosted in such sumptuous surroundings. For generations Grangely Manor had been the seat of the Earls of Allerton, but the financial crash had destroyed the finances of the 15 th Earl and he’d had no…
You needn’t read, (or even listen to…) ‘The Client on the Sixth Floor’ to get this one, but it is a good start. ***“Oh god, baby!! Don’t stop! That’s it, my big, big boy, Ooooooh!” Mattie gasped with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. She thrust her pelvis up as her punter’s small, thin…
Oh my God! Jim thought to himself, the last few weeks have been very grueling. It wasn’t just the 15-hour work days, it was also the non-stop traveling. Having just arrived home from yet another trip, Jim felt the grime of the day’s travel sticking to his body. On top of that, he had seen…
Helen checked her watch as she arrived home from work. She was running slightly late but still had plenty of time to get ready. As she bent to pick up the day’s mail from the mat she felt her mobile vibrate in her pocket. With the dexterity gained from years of multi-tasking (it was good…
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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It was a warm spring night; I was finally taking the girl of my dreams out to eat. She’s beautiful, smart, fun, kind, outgoing– just all around perfect in my eyes, and her name is Andrea. I arrived to pick her up and she exited her house wearing a light blue blouse that wrapped nicely…
Leanne comes out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel around her waist. My wife’s big, soft tits are bare, their big, brown nipples are erect. Her long hair, damp from the shower, dangles down over them and clings to her moist skin. Smiling, I put my book aside and pat the edge of…