"Our Lips Are Sealed"
My wayward mind wonders to the naughty thoughts of you. My wayward fingers travel along my naked body, thinking of you. My wayward body responds to the touch and thoughts of you. The heat and passion of what you do...
"Yes, I'm Yours, can't You see it?"
Say my name, demand my attention. Grasp my chin, give me a smirk. My eyes locked on yours, you smile wide. You’re up to no good, you let go of my chin. You strip me bare, my flesh cools, I...
"Damn autocorrect ruins another young woman's hopes and dreams..."
There once was a young gal, Who was so very shy, She joined a hot site, Hoping to meet a guy. It took her some time, To really get in the mix, She had to endure getting sent, Endless pictures...
"A spot of nude sunbathing leads to a romp in the garden"
(See Ovid’s “Metamorphoses” (and Shakespeare’s “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”) for the story of Pyramus and Thisbe, two lovers separated by a wall. My modern couple don’t let a similar barrier stand in their way.)Summer Sunday in the garden, Basking quietly...
There once was a prick named Peter Who bounced up and down on his nuts.His goal it would seem, A sexual dream, To diddle the holes of all butts. So the bouncing prick named Peter Who wanted to fulfill his...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I'm stripped naked, boobs a-bouncin',Fingers round your throbbing dick.Here's my pussy, wet and sopping;Let me feel you, long and thick!Let's not dawdle, get your...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Satin-smooth, sweet plumpness beckons you;Slide your tongue along my skin.Heat is rising, blood is pumping;These lips throb for want of you.Seeping sugar juices moistenIn...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sentinel of the Palace of Pearls,What forests of men could such a one as IJourney through to find such magnificenceIn such a form as...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.The tip of a hot, wet tongueWrites a silver songAcross delicate skin,Dancing overA fluttering pulse beneath the satin surface.Soft, sucking kissesTrace a torpid pace...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Here's my little asshole,And there's your great big willy.Can you fit it in here?Do you want to? Oh, I'm silly!Of course you want to...
