The Fifty Shades Effect

"What happens when horizons are broadened."

'I fancy trying something new'she said to me one day,she'd just been watching, with her mates, that Fifty Shades of Grey. 'Well what d'you have in mind'says I, I'm always up for fun.But little did I realisewhat we had just...

My hands wander along you, they may seem nomadic at times, but I always roam with purpose, noting what safe harbors you hold. What places rest in shadows and wait for one specific torch to illuminate you entirely from the inside, what chambers patiently ache to...

The Divinity of You

"A poem for the flower of youth..."

I come to sing a song to youO my sweetest flower You are a SnowdropIn the Spring of youth The dew still fresh upon your flower Open your petals to me, my loveAs to the rising sunSo I may breathe...

Cock-Sucking Whore

"I'm Going to Suck Your Cock"

How about I suck your cock?Let me get on my knees.You're already hard like a rock,I love to tease and please. A stroke to your shaft,A lick to your mauve tip.Makes you a bit daft,Cock through my glossed lips. A...

A Night of Dominance

"Rules were made to be broken."

From the very beginning of usYou have naturally taken the leadBut I crave different tonightLust filled with a dominant need. You get anything that you wantNever even a slight protest from meTonight I feel like a sexual minxMy entire body pulsing with anxiety  I am hopelessly lost in your gazeAs your eyes...

I Lust A Clown

"Foolin' around with a town clown."

Hey there Mister Clown,Been a while since you been ‘round.So glad you’re back in townDo you feel like foolin’ around? I’ve missed your private showswhere you show me your big nose.When I touch it, how it grows. When you blow...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.A dying star shines by the horns of thinning moon,Where fading light leaps high in tears on dancing, rippling streams,Twisting and fermenting in a...

Stay just out of reach or fully contoured to me, I'll want you the same, but with different aches. I may never know more than what your skin chooses to tell. And you may not yet know this distance, the inklings of what you cannot...