Choice Stories

It was a bloody Friday at Dean Custom Machining. About half of the people working as secretaries or assistants in the offices had found yellow envelopes on their desks upon arriving to work. The word quickly spread that they contained either layoff notices or a letter telling you that you were permanently terminated. It quickly became apparent who was fired. Most packed their belongings and left right away. Those fortunat...

Your kind of love snaps The back like Whiplash claiming All of my attentions but Returns none with A quickness that is Slow in purpose and Easily teases with its torments repeatedly Placed on random parts of My skin already Hot and bothered I Cannot seem to recover with Any form of grace causing Me bouts of furious femininity that Results in the parting of my thigh's flesh so That I can catch your eyes and The subtle sway...

The Battle The battle rages within, Good against bad,Right against wrong, Need versus want, Duty versus desire, Can I versus you can not. Is the cost too high? Will she pay the price? Be able to live with herself?For which is worse, Settling for what she knows, Or a lifetime of wondering? There's a choice to be made, A leap to take, A chance to see. A hand reaches out, And with a deep breath, Her choice is made. In the en...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Hard and fast,Tight and pumping,Squeezing, clenching,Groping clamourFor all you have andAll I have offered andAll the darkness has bared beneath your steely gaze.Thrust and wetness,Slap and squelching,Hidden places opened wide;Bouncing awkward,Sliding freely,Sweating flesh and gasping breathsMelting beneath the mists of carnal ho...