This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.A dying star shines by the horns of thinning moon,Where fading light leaps high in tears on dancing, rippling streams,Twisting and fermenting in a roil of spring-cold night,And my arms beg to hold you asYou sing your violenceOn my skin.Scrape and shadow harshly on the inside of my thighs,Peel apart my flesh to reveal the fire wit...
On this night when lovers dance. I think about this great romance. Intertwine with feast and song. Oh how our desire does go on. A fleeting glance, a tongue tied fool. I can imagine you more cool. I swoon and sway, you’ll get your way. Our passion on fire my burning desire. Our eyes connect I don’t look away. You have that effect to bed we lay. Kisses burn, temptation a must. We give in to our compaction and lust. You kis...
I hate you, All who are like you. So, I keep you close In view Because that’s where enemies belong. That way I can watch The clarity of deep green eyes, Pupils that dilate and narrow With the subtle shift of your smile. I shall not be mesmerized By the quality of your laugh That echoes, The vibration of which Is feathery Like the warmth of your breath, The effortless touch Of your finger’s tip Traveling d...
In the dark well of all consuming night,I forever yield to your spark of light.Your presence makes my ardour soar,Devoted to you forever more. Binding us tight, we're deep in the fold,Of a beautiful web of glittering gold.A special world for us to share,Shimmering seductively, my body laid bare. Lingerie clad, a provocative pose,Trembling with lust, eyes softly close.Quivering gently, your lips touch mine,Heat intense, as...
His heart pounded as he stood in the doorway, watching as she moved about, enticing with her wiggling hips whenever she bent to retrieve something. He wanted to move farther in, to take her in his arms and kiss her passionately, but she had commanded that he stay where he was. Wanting to appease his saucy minx, he had stayed where she wanted, watching in agony as she stripped in front of him before covering herself in a s...
It was the summer of 1963.A vacation of change for me. I just a boy of sixteen, young and earthy.She a bit older, but much more worldly. Lessons taught were real and sensual.Often dreamed but most incomprehensible. Showing me much more of life was attainable.Dreams come true, incredibly sweet, insatiable. Visiting places I had only been in my mind.Journey around the world totally unconfined. Changing from a boy into a man...
Stirring slowly, I flip over onto my side. The silence of the room and the coolness of the night’s air bit my skin, the softness of the comforter – bliss. I mumble something to myself, something I would barely remember in the morning to come. But, now it is just me, my bed, silence and darkness. I am rudely awaken by a slight uneasiness, something, yet I cannot tell what. The items and furniture in my room are of differen...
Why do some people morph and evolve into such incredibly free sexual creatures who demand absolute euphoria in their sexual lives? He continued to soap up his body. The water beaded up on his skin as he looked it over. Years ago, he would never even care to notice his own body, let alone, judge it or contemplate how he could improve it further. Now, every time he had any clothes off, no matter if it was just his shirt, o...
Sounds of sex fill my ears,It’s everywhere causing need,Causing lust and desire. The room is full of bodies, Bodies in various stages of play.Some are coy and shy,Most are blunt and open. How do you sort through?How do you find your fit?Through temptation eyes. Being pulled left and right,So many choices. Looking up there he is,The one you’ve been searching for. The heart skips a beat,Your breath catches in your throat,Go...
Across the room you are like a beacon The lust in your eyes cannot be disguised Sending my temperature to rise Your presence can muddle up my senses The mere touch can send me to my knees There’s no denying you You cover me with kisses Your fingers slowly tracing my skin Damn! I’m shaking When you put your arms around me Whispering all the things you want to do with my body I could never deny you When you sucked my tongue...
I always have to wait for you. Every time, you are late. You're always sorry, but still you're never on time... and I always have to wait. My pussy grows impatient for you. An intense, painful physical longing I had never experienced until I met you. The rush of too much blood to my sex all at once, just at the thought of you. It brings an ache that only you can soothe. The ache gets worse as I put on my stockings. I love...
It took an age to work your way around the bustling group stood outside the bar on the cobbled side street. A heady mix of chatter and jovial laughter after another productive week in the office. Your ex-colleagues, some so familiar, others less so, wishing you goodbye once more, with warm hugs and kisses on the cheek. You finally slip from the bar content, a warm glow throughout, fuelled by engaging conversation and laug...
Warily you wanderMuch fonder to believeNo conjurer can deceive Your heart cast in stoneAlone, your defensesInured by pretenses I cannot resistAnd insist that you yieldTo the magic I wield I cast an eyeSo wry, to be your foilLike a snake, you coil I lie in waitTo sate your smolderIf you would be but bolder I watch you riseSo wise to my wilesYou will truck no denials Like Prometheus, poisedAnd crazed by desireYou would stea...
A kiss is all that I desire,a simple brush of lips,as I caress your smiling facewith gentle finger tips. I glide those fingers 'cross your cheekand o'er your risen chin,then down your sweet and slender neck,your cool and perfect skin. Your eyes are closed, your heart beats fast,my breath upon your face,as I edge slowly closer,'til your lips and mine embrace. I draw your body closer then,together we are one.We understand t...
I want to tell you, Tell you about a woman’s love, Because the world does not know enough. There are few words sufficient in nature With meanings that can cover the depth Of what she gives When she chooses To open her arms, To soothe you from within And lets you enter her heart. It is what old, lonely men wish to whisper In the ears of their sons, So that they will know And maybe save themselves From making m...
