"Who can fuck me best?"
This poem only available in Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Valentine's night?Not so! It's mine;An orgy does it right for me!A night of thrusting,Slippery thwopping,In and out and up and down;Fingers poking,Tweaking nipples,Squelching up...
She lays Like a some lithe Predatory woman alone amongst the leavings of her tattered clothing Thin lace Scents of lilac and sweat and She stirs A slender finger at her mouth She can taste still What little she left...
Here’s a tale that happens all over the world About a self-described nasty girl. She walks into a room and all eyes are on her. She never leaves a room without making a stir. Her smile only increases their whispered...
"What Shall We Do?"
Love is in the air tonight, What should we do?We can hold each other tight,And tell each other 'I Love You.' The way to please me,Is to open up my thighs.Please get on your knees,And I shall close my eyes. Little...
"A girl's thanks to her master."
A whispered phrase Caused me to gaze Seeing the glint in your eyes Resistance instantly dies A challenge to raise With moist, warm lips My control tips You take me in deep Never should I sleep Due to the playing whips A...
"and to finger out the hidden mystery"
She turns her head to look behind her, not to urge him to push harder but to watch the rusty face give up the playful smile it plays flesh to flesh starts with eye to eye until the hungry lips...
"I think you're real fine...wanna make you all mine."
This is a poem 'bout Nate and a dirty slut named Kate. How neither of them could waitfor a Sweet Valentine's date. Nate worked at the auto-mart'cause he wasn't very smart.Kate's legs were always apartbecause she's a dirty tart. When Kate leans on the...
"If you must..."
Before you do it, may I say something? Annually, you silently loathe it. I know this. You’ll search for us in an aisle besieged with fifty shades of pink and red that replaced the red and green 75%-off leftovers. You’ll remain mute...
Steer me through rivers and tunnels, through the searing heavens to claim you, inside you as naturally as roots embedded, speared throughout the earth. Wind and tangle around this need,until I have sight for no one else, until no other longing envelopes me. Play...
"An erotic Valentine's poem."
Temptation you bring to me,And taunt and tease the depth of my libido.Is it a twist of fate or the lure of your erotic power? I, captured; Oh conquered,Completely enchanted by your titillating flesh,Surrendered to the erotic weapons you have...
