"She delivers the titillating sex act she promised."
Red locks danced provocatively atop the swell of her breasts as she crawled to him to deliver the titty-fuck she owed him. She looked delectably feral.He sat waiting as she kneeled before him, teasing his cock to life with her...
"The joys of sharing something sticky and sweet..."
“Mmm, warm!” I raked soft, sweet baked fruit spheres over her breast with the fork.“Ooo, cold!” Softened vanilla ice cream capped the other teat.Our licks and sucks swabbed each other’s nipples. She slathered my cock head and slurped it clean....
"My habit of walking around the apartment naked has clearly become a source of concern for Sir."
Sir grumbled as he meticulously applied opaque stickers to our windows."Why did you do that?" I inquired."Because you walk around naked. I don't want our neighbours to film you, making you a FikFap star.""I'll start wearing clothes."Sir examined me, laughing...
"A quick morning poem, true to one of my most used and favourite styles."
Laid, keen, thick thighs ajar, labia splayed,like puffy baked goods with honey cream, sweet fondant, white and addictive, alluring, leering with eyes rolling in the humid fold,a cold tongue on flesh controls the gasps,huffed breath— warm skin pricked;heavy breasts, loose...
"a study in ovipositional beauty - in poetic stanza"
Her vulva was like a nestthe slit - moist and slicksalivatingly shiny.Her belly moved upand down with her breath,heavy with effort.The pheromones in the airmade the surrounding stamenthick and firm - bristled andsticky.Sticky with lubricant and oils,aching,she groaned softlyas the...
"Who gets to decide what's erotic or not?"
He’d watched something on the TV, I could tell.He placed a blanket on the floor, stripped me naked and sprinkled cornflour all over my body. His hands glided over me, effortless and frictionless as he massaged my breasts and body.Until…Crevices...
"Being awakened could have rewards..."
Again that, thin, tentative, yet demanding cry. Sleeps sensuous pit rejects him as he unwillingly, swings his feet to the floor. Wifely shape slumbers on, oblivious. Her turn, too. Forgetting sleep, as cold air strikes bed-warm chest. Weary legs stagger...
"I cannot breathe."
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.This sultry, shimmering wall of blazing heatIs as misplaced in the night as aCreature of darkness exposed in the day.I step outside and walk...