It’s that hour of the morning for which she insists on perfect silence. She sits on the cramped balcony sketching on a large pad propped on her knee. The door is open and down in the street there are car horns and sirens, but if he stays in the apartment...
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Frank_Lee
1 month ago
Fluid Male
Cyprus
Stories
A floorboard creaked in the hallway but there was no footstep. And then he was there, standing in the doorway. With the hall light behind him he was just a big, naked silhouette in the frame, all edges and no detail, but she knew he was looking at her. Sh...
The next few days passed in a haze. Everything felt riskier, more on edge. It seemed like continuing work on Abel's book was merely an act to cover up the undercurrent of desire and yet that was exactly what they did. She'd feel his eyes on her in the sil...
Summer woke late the next morning. For a few blissful moments she felt totally at ease and then the stark reality of the previous night came back to her. She sat up too fast and her head spun. The house was quiet. Sunlight streamed in through the window....
Abel woke up around nine and went downstairs for his usual morning swim. He was wearing a pair of trunks this time, which wasn’t his usual practice, but with Summer in the house he was going to have to make a few adjustments. It didn’t matter that she’d s...
He was trying his best to leave her alone, but she was sitting at his desk working on his laptop, a position Abel Edwards had never allowed anyone to occupy before Summer. It was like watching someone go for a hike in your shoes, whether they fit or not....
Elaine is standing in the wide open door of the barn looking across the empty space at a spot a few feet away from Turner. She’s backlit, wearing a summer dress with her face half in shade since the lamp on the floor next to Turner’s cot isn’t bright enou...
I have seen her here before Always on that stool by the window Perched and fine as lace Wearing summer dresses that leave her shoulders bare as silk Hair wild and dark as midnight Falling around her face like surreptitious whispers Looking out on the stre...
He tells her to spread her legs. She frowns and he tilts his head, disapproving. She blows a deep sigh and hesitates. “It’s embarrassing.” “I know.” “Then why?” “It’s one of those things you need to get over. You shouldn’t be embarrassed around me.” “I’m...
She utters that mmffff-like sound neither gasp nor moan yet somehow both when his fat cock deepens inside her in that first, aching surge of blind motion. They’re lying on their sides, facing, her slight leg flung over his hip. The whole shank sinks deep...
“I swear if you say your name I’m outta here. I’ll leave you here with your dick hanging out.” She had bad skin but the kind of face that formed a small constellation of perfections. Sculpted cheekbones. Strong yet graceful curve of jaw. Lips. God…those l...
My Fabulous True Life
Apologies to Jen, thanks to sprite for the name, and I'll never forgive Ping.Okay, so I’m doing this because of a forum thread where some people said they want to see more true stories here on Lush. So alright. Since the true story of my entire life is just like a porn movie, I thought it was high time to CUM forward, so to speak...
The late sun slanted through the windshield over the smooth skin of Lisa’s legs. They were flung across Arch’s lap, her toes grazing the bottom of the steering wheel. They'd been driving two hours now, and she still didn't have a clue where they were head...
The son of a bitch was fucking her. Cooper knew it the moment he saw Miles Whiteman cast his eye on the dark-haired beauty standing by herself on the other side of the spacious salon. There had to be three dozen people laughing and mingling in between, bu...