I had the worst day at the office. I was so glad it was finally time to leave. I called my boyfriend and he told me to hurry home. He planned out a very sexy evening for the two of us. He wanted to get my mind off of my bad day. He’s really good like that...
I woke early after a restless night and I ran. Sunday runs are usually 5k, more if I need to process something, like a problem at work or the smoking ruin of my marriage. I ran close to 10k that day. As my feet pounded the pavement mindlessly, I mentally...
Let me cover you in chocolate.Let me lick your body clean.Let me use it as a lubricant,for something quite obscene.Let me smear it on your naughty bits.Let me cover each delight.Let me stand back and admire,my sweet artwork. What a sight.Let me use my ton...
Maybe you think being a male stripper is a glamorous job. Maybe the very job title conjures up images of Chippendales and a hall full of excitable females, maybe even those videos with a room full of women eager to gobble your cock. It’s not really like t...
Chocolate, I thought as I headed home on my bicycle. I was craving chocolate, something that wasn’t uncommon. Usually, it was the only thing I was craving, but there was something else now too. An orgasm.I was a virgin, but I’d learned the pleasures of ma...
This was the longest day of at least the last month. If something could be annoying, not necessarily wrong, it was. Always something that needed a little more attention or a tweak here or there. Let's just say I was glad to be heading home where I could r...
Fifteen minutes. My bedside clock counts down faster than I want it to. Was it too late to cancel? Probably. You want this, I tell myself. No, you need this. I pull up my black stocking tights. I clip my ruby red hair behind my head, and look in the mirro...
I was making coffee in the kitchen when I heard you say, “Damn it.” I laughed and shook my head, “What’s wrong?” You came into the kitchen, snatching the cup of coffee I had made for you out of my hand. “We were supposed to go out today. The picnic I had...
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 sp...
I have this fairy-tale daydream about being stranded with Byron on a lush island. We kiss amid rustling palms and fragrant bougainvillea. Salty breezes wrap our skin as we stroll white sand beaches. We bathe in a turquoise lagoon, laugh, and make love in...
Have you ever loved two things so much you think to yourself if I love them each so much putting them together would be genius! I so have, and that’s what I plan to do. I happen to love sex, but who doesn't? I also have a really big lust for chocolate, an...
It was a delicate balance, the temperature and texture of the chocolate I was preparing to pour over his cock. It wasn’t really something I was prepared to get wrong, so I worked carefully, meticulously. Of course I had to test and taste it often, but one...
The old farmhouse was perfectly set in the lush mountains of Magoebaskloof, one of South Africa’s special jewels. The tropical scenery there is exquisite and the house we rented was an isolated old dame. It had no electricity so we cooked on an old coal s...
The dinner party was in full swing. My assistant had once again done an excellent job at creating a professional but inviting atmosphere in my loft for my clients and wives. I set about making the typical circle but was distracted by the thought of findin...
After a tough day at the office, I pulled up to my girlfriend's house, looking for nice dinner, a blowjob then some good night's sleep. I knocked on the door, as I undid my tie. "Welcome hon.." Megan greeted me with her usual soft, feminine voice and gave...
