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Though we've never met I've seen your pictures online,and my girl to my way of thinking you're mighty fine.I've seen all the pictures and they all are just great,but most of them seem to just frustrate.I have no problems with you wanting to be clean,I could wash your back or shampoo your hair,I could wash your whole body if I dared.Your body is covered by a whole bunch of bubbles,that dash my poor spirits into the rubble....

Chamois 2

Perceptions can be very deceiving and cause desparate action.

Monday morning started early for Will as, someone in the weekend crowd usually dropped off a broken vehicle. Will was the go-to guy for engine work on specialty vehicles. On many of these he could listen to a rough sounding engine and know the problem. For Will repairs were only difficult on those of limited manufacture when finding parts became a challenge. Even so, Will really enjoyed working with specialty cars and own...

Sisterhood of Sin -- 9 -- The Dangerous Game

Our heroine takes a giant step toward sexual honesty with her husband.

"Hello, Sir. My name is Cate, and I'm here to play a game called 'Earn an Orgasm' with you. Your role is to make me earn an orgasm. To do that, I must keep this chastity belt on for three hours while you try to get me to take it off. If I take it off early you get to punish me. Until the time expires or until I remove it, I will be at your mercy. For the punishment, how about we agree that you can give me fifteen hard bar...

Samantha and Bruce Turner

He had far more to offer than anybody realized, especially her!

CHAPTER ONE (of two) I've not done much of anything in my fifty years; well, other than read books and work. That formula has worked for me till now but no more. I've finally decided to make a change. Oh me? My name is Bruce Turner more about me later. Working, I'd become a major success; Well, if a hundred million in liquid assets can be considered success. My job? I'm self-employed. I buy and sell foreign currencies, no...

Perfucktory

Louise realises that she needs more than her husband has to offer...

“I’m close, Lou!” Drew gasped and raised his head briefly before dropping it again and continuing to pummel his wife. He sawed into her with the same determination he did every Sunday night and the occasional Friday or Saturday, if she was really lucky. She dug her nails into his shoulders, raised her knees as high as she could and pressed her heels into his buttocks, digging them in and feeling the satisfaction as his co...

Forty Years

Man describes his love for his wife and her preferences

I've been married to my love For well over forty years We've had some laughs And we've shed a few tears. We never did it in the kitchen The cupboards hit her head, The couch was too awkward Or so she said The dining room table was out It was too hard on her back, Don’t even bend her over here Come on, give me some slack. The desk offered plenty of room Her objects were just a few, But the curtains in the den Offered the n...

We Agreed

Bending the rules for a taste of paradise

I sit at the bar of the Renaissance hotel nursing my ginger ale. Something stronger would be nice, but it's a lunch date. I need to be back at work in two hours tops, so ginger ale it is. Stirring my tame drink, I look around the bar area, not really seeking anything specific. You would be there eventually. As I lift my drink to take a sip, a strong hand wraps tenderly around my shoulder. On a slow breath, I look up and f...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Ache inside,I grip my thighs aroundImaginary hipsAnd feel your weightPress down upon meWith kisses for my lips.Hunger, yearning,Lust and desperation,Passion, loneliness,Depths of strong frustration.Undulations lost in the dark,Sweat trickling for something I can never have;Images of arms and growing flesh,Rising and falling of ga...

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A Weekend in the Blue Ridge - Part One

The teasing beginning of a new romance

Emily stood from her perch on the low garden wall, and waited as the motorcycle came to a stop at the driveway, a few feet away from her. The powerful machine rumbled in the mid-morning air, its red-painted body gleaming in the Georgia sun. She watched as the rider shifted into neutral and kicked out the stand. He let the bike idle and stood, swinging a leather-encased leg over the body. Standing at ease by the purring mo...

The Benghazi Zig-Zig That Wasn’t

(Mostly fact, partly pure fiction)

Many moons ago before Colonel Muammar Gaddafi and his followers staged a coup making him the dictator of Libya the nation was ruled by King Idris. At that time the capital city of Libya was either Tripoli or Benghazi, depending on which city Idris was in at the time. At that time the US Air Force had a station known as Wheelus Air Base just outside of Tripoli. As a young airman I was sent there on a two year tour of duty...

The Terrible Virgin - Part I

What does a terrible virgin have to offer?

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.He shivered, his teeth biting into the pillow, as he felt her hot tongue trace lingering strokes up his spine. With every languorous lick, she would return to the point of origin, pucker her pink shining lips, and blow coldly along the wet streaks. He lay spread-eagled and face down, with his wrists and ankles tied by black silk...

Immune to My Beauty -- Chapter 1

A dazzling young woman encounters a strangely attractive but physically flawed nice guy.

I'm certain I will help some guy get lucky tonight. I'm in the mood for some cock and I have plans within plans. I've shaved my pussy and now I'm fingering it. I'm feeling that tingle as my slick fingertip circles my clit. I stop. I know I look my best when I'm cockhungry. I can walk into a room full of men and hear the gasps. I can see the stunned looks on their faces and as each one makes eye contact, when the stunned l...

I got it, you need it; but you just refuse to see it. Always talking a good game; but in the end it’s just the same. A series of one night stands; when are you going to understand? You’ll be back some day I’m sure; on your knees, on the floor. It is the same with them all; I know what they want and then they call. Time and time again; no getting what you need if you’re not my friend. I told you once, I told you twice; tre...

A Millionaire's Gardener

He wasn't around for her birthday... She was not amused.

She adjusted her earrings he had brought home from his travel to Japan. The reflection of the mirror proved her majestic features to be very well emphasized by the black Armani ball gown she had bought just for this evening. Once again, she was forced by the unwritten laws and codes of the Swiss high society to play the happy wife of her successful husband. She was already horrified to meet all these hypocrites who preten...

Third Time's the Charm

A sister in desperation turns closer to home

I arrived home late Friday afternoon, grumpy and annoyed. The boy I had been starting to hang out with had turned out to be playing four different girls at once, and had seemed to be confused as to why this might be a deal breaker for any of us. It was too bad; he was pretty hot, and apparently was pretty big down there, but I wasn’t going to be pulled around like that. What was it with guys? They all seemed to treat girl...