"There's a train leaving to Sprawlish Rabbiton in five minutes. If I get on it, and make it back for the Nine O'Clock to Shedclip, how long will I have in Sprawlish Rabbiton, please?"The ticket inspector winked at me."Long enough for a cheeky pint.""That's exactly what it's for," I smiled. "I'm hoping to meet up with someone.""A cheeky pint and a snog," he laughed."You're good!" I blushed, shocked that he knew exactly wha...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.ThrobThrobThrobIn the glidingSlidingSweet tangOf herWhere the air thrumsWith headyAnd glorious incenseThat rises and callsTo the centre of soulsThat are beckoned withinWhere they seek honey velvetAnd slickness of soppingSatin and silk that Wet drips down lipsWhere her petals are splayedAnd beladen with dewFor magnificence enterin...

Dances she upon the breezeOf his exhaled and infinite satisfied dreams,With sun scorching pity on her paper heart,So ripped and lost in explosive perfumeWhere her soul creeps in silence,In shadows and void.Waste and void,Waste and void,Waste and void and her long-lost heart-hopeIs a sighing of whispersThat writhe in the moonlight andSquirm in the dayAnd the heat of the nightAnd the thundering skiesWhere her feet kiss the...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Lost in a storm of passions unmet,Flayed by the lash ofSalt-sour tears,Flesh trembles cruel from theRaking of the gazeYou do not burnInto my skin.Writhing, entwining on wings ofDank and drearyDismayed dreamsAnd webs asunder,The howl of the moon is as lonelyAnd lostAs IIn its bitter perfume,In its gaping, aching, tightening furyTh...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Hawthorn petals gently rainIn faerie kisses lightly lit;They fall upon her pale, pure brow,A soft, white veil of spicy scent.There dwells she in moss-dark shadows'Neath the ancient trees young-wise;Dabbles she her fingers inThe sweetest spring betwixt her legs.Nectar oozes down her handsWhilst moonlight shimmer cups her breast;He...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolenPlump, soft legs, so smooth and pale,Are parted slow in languid ache;Satin opens now to velvet,Tremors travel, writhe and shake.Cushioned inner thighs so tempting,Grab her flesh and squeeze her hips;Pinch her nipples, bite her legs;Smell her juice and suck her lips.A tip of tongue to prise her cleft;A hand upon her wobbling tit;A...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.There is a time in every lass's life when she imagines what a big, hard cock-pounding would be like. There is also a time when she can't get hold of a cock for love nor money. And what does she do, in such a situation? She buys a vibrator. Or a dildo. Or a banana. Or maybe, if she's ambitious, a cucumber. I'm sure some lasses co...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I murmur your name across the stars,Dark fires lit beneath the sweating soot,A wishing whisper upon your brow,And hold I deep my breath in hope.Velvet air and spicy scent,The essence of your skin on mine;Sigh softly deep in sliding slivers,Electric moonlight gasps your name.Fingers skitter, tongue, it flickers,Star trails left up...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Electric silver threads danceAnd sparkle 'neath her skin;Biting, shimmering lightningNips across her pretty moundAs a wet and sultry breathWeighs so heavy on her lustAs her legs spread wide and welcoming,So enters nowYour tongue.Aching, open cuntBegs with shining, slipp'ry juiceFor the plunge of wriggling thrusting'Neath her sodd...

Wandering soul 'Midst the stars of the morningScattered like tearsUpons oceans ofLost,Where treads your heartFar away from my eyes,And where dwells theKissMy wet lips crave to bear?Where sings your lifeIn the joy of this home-fireAnd where do you searchFor soft breastAnd flushed skin?Who wraps those starsIntertwining around youAnd slides liquid diamondDownHardening length?Would that my hands andMy heartCould long hold you...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.What would I do if I could be with you?In my black lace underwear, I'd kneel before you, undoing your belt and zip. I'd pull down your trousers and pants to your knees, and breathe hotly over your exposed cock and balls. I'd put my hands around you, and squeeze your bum cheeks as I fluttered my eyelashes up your soft shaft, unti...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Follow the curves of the swaying hips,Through the rocking of luscious And secret desires,Down dewy and musk-scented sweating skinWhere blushing blooms her occult swell.A close-cropped swathe of honey-goldAdorns the mound of plump, swelling delight,And thisDaughter of EarthSpreads her legs apartTo open the cleft of her core toYou....

Pearling moonlight dips its toesAnd dabbles them in shadow depths,Roiling voices, nightmare weeds,Away to far-off lands ofLost.Heavy glaze of sweating passionSlides a rolling, fragrant kissDown the curve of heavy breast,An orb of starshine whence sheWaits.String of bubbles, frothy dew,Anticipation stretches pure,Slick and willing, open-thighed;She lies inviting as sheSighs.Slumbers soft, a woman lonely,Dreams in darkling...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I'm waiting for you to come online. Literally. I'm sat here in my underwear, in the chilly room whilst I wait for the heating to kick in. It's made my nipples hard and huge, and they ache with cold and anticipation.You like that, don't you? My hard nipples, straining through the sheer cups of my bra? Yes, I know you do. And I kn...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Message begins:"Where are you? I need you to answer....Pick up?...Please?Oh, come on! I need you. I'm so hot, and I've got one hand in my knickers right now. I'm in the toilets, and I'll have to be quiet if anybody comes in. Pick up, dammit!Mmm...Oh, lad, where the fuck are you? Why can't you be there? My hand is all wet and sti...