Lizzie’s Lost World

"Lizzie sets out on a gap year adventure with her fantasy man."

Lizzie Harrison arched her back away from the worn leather seat and adjusted her upper arms to apply subtle pressure to her breasts. Satisfied that her cleavage had been enhanced to maximum effect, she called over to Richard. “Magnificent view,...

Walking up to Destiny

"I never knew what I was missing...just that something was"

Walking down a path at school surrounded by so many... laughing talking yet something is missing. Surrounded by so many... every week another party another hookup another "fun night". I feel so alone. Surrounded by so many... bodies entwined  kisses...

The Showing

"Her fantasy in a stranger's house comes true"

She had called earlier in the day to tell him she could show the house at 6:30 that evening. That worked since he usually worked until almost 6 pm anyway. The rest of the afternoon was lost though as he...

Guardian Of The Gate

"Positioned for maiden-head hearth..."

Thunder Rocks immortal guardsStanding sturdy/strongStalwart seminal legacyTestudines guardian throngs Posing hard on seeds from stonePositioned for maiden head hearthMoltenous reservoir fountainheadsArterial spawning bed prongs Gratuitous sentinel sensing your needSpewing forth sea salt spray curesCopious legions "chiseled" and "cut"Pumping stalagmite type...

First Time Perfection

"I had imagined losing my virginity a thousand times, but nothing can compare to how it actually was."

Every teenager imagines their first time, right? Girls often imagine it being romantic and sappy, while boys, not so much perhaps. I had always imagined losing my virginity being a certain way. I can honestly say that while it was...

A Lush Romance

"A digital love affair."

I first met you, on a site called Lush,Your avatar catching my eye.I laughed when I saw your profile bio,And when I read your stories, exclaiming, "Oh my!"You seemed so funny, and sexy as well,I was so nervous, I almost...

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...