feral - Lush Stories

2 months ago

Framed in a Stare: 3/3- Famine and Fuck

"When the desert tried to reclaim itself, she pushed back—heat too intense to intrude, truth too fierce to hide."

I grinned to myself, watching her stretched against the stupid restraints, head hanging, tits still catching the tremor still riding her body, twitching here, pulling there. Her breath, begging over her almost ruin.What do you call a ruined ruin?I think...

loopgarou

10 years ago

Blackberries

“Why are you here?” he asked, walking around her. Her amber eyes followed him. “Use the proper words, and don’t be shy about it. There is no shame, and you shouldn’t be ashamed of your desires.” She took a deep...

Shylass

13 years ago

Vessel

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She holds her breath;A gasp sucks in the scent of himAs it rides the airIn waves of heady power.Exchange of atomsColliding strong,She swaps her...