"Looks are not always the full story..."
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Broad-shouldered god,With the rounded muscles that hold up worlds of desires;You, with your powerful arms,Thighs of unmerciful, relentless pressureAnd hands of firm, grasping, sensuous...
"There is nothing that says 'I am yours' like a blow-job lovingly, enthusiastically given"
F is for Fellatio Tongue, teeth and lips I use As along his upright shaft I cruise. Bound to excite and to amuse All sense of self I now must lose. For cock is all there is to me. This...
"A story of what happens when a man and a woman are locked up together"
This short story is completely fictional. Any of the events that take place in this story are not based on real life situations. It was the summer of '10 and I had sought out a career in Corrections. I had...
"As I watch my woman in the kitchen, I can't stop thinking about sex..."
(This story is only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere then it has been stolen)It was early, Sunday afternoon. The sun was streaming through the window, silhouetting my lovely missus, as she bustled around the kitchen.Since...
"Rick and Mia were virgins. They met at her uncle's bar and fell in lust."
I was new in the city. I had graduated college in the spring and was recruited by a big firm in the city. I moved into a medium scale neighborhood and was getting used to the hustle and bustle of...
"Beyond the constructs of apt pupils"
It was a mundane Wednesday for me. The teacher was being short and indifferent as usual, worse than a woman on an emotional rollercoaster while having pre-menstrual symptoms. I was still healing from my wounds from the previous encounter with...
"Never been a voyeur, but Laura, the visitor next door was very hot and very sexy."
It’s not that I’ve ever been a voyeur but it was one hot Friday afternoon last summer. I had been sunbathing in the back yard, had probably fallen asleep and then woken up several times, you know it is laying...
"Somebody reacts to my casual, unintentional glance It's an oriental boy, a young man..."
I’m walking down Orchard Road. It’s not the Orchard Road you think it is, Elm Street is not around the corner, I’m in Singapore, in fact, crossing a busy section in the heart of the shopping district, observing the red...
"He appears next to me as I exit the club. Shall we take a taxi? he asks"
He appears next to me as I exit the club. "Shall we take a taxi?" he asks. "Why should we," I reply --- I'm arrogant, I know, but I can't help it. "Why do you have to leave without a...
"thoughts on getting younger and not older"
How can I be my age when in my heart I’m forty and not the man in the mirror with wrinkled skin, white hair growing thin, eyes not as blue as I remember them. How can this be? Why this...