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Paula, My Little Scottish Playmate - Chapter Two

I Needed More Of My Scottish Playmate

I haven’t been able to keep my Scottish playmate out of my mind since I saw her last. It’s been a few months since she came to see me. It was everything I wanted and more. Though we still talk online, and tease each other greatly, it’s not the same. I’m about to surprise her. She doesn't know I booked a ticket and have come to Scotland to see her. I’m in my hotel that I booked for just...Read On

Added: 22 May 2013 | Category: Lesbian | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: sex  orgasm  fingering  cunniligus  girl on girl  toys  oral   | 23 Comments

Shylass

Sweet Dreams

Simply snuggling down gives birth to wishful thinking.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I'm snuggling down Into bed... I'm Alone Again. I think of you In the velvet blue sky of night Deep with diamonds Lacing, twisting, turning, sparkling, Weaving songs throughout my dreams... Night jasmine fragrances that air; Honeysuckle remnants slowly fall upon the ground To rise again...Read On

Added: 19 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: snuggle  dreams  scent  wishing  longing  sadness   | 14 Comments

Frank_Lee

The Alpo Male

Snake padded barefoot down the terra cotta steps. He was still half stuck in the obstinate grip of dreams as the skittering clack of computer keys reached him from the salon. From somewhere beyond came the distant cry of a hungry gull. The lazy freedom of birds was always on the periphery. He stopped and closed his eyes long enough to imagine Lace’s fingers scuttling over the keys. He shut...Read On

Added: 22 May 2013 | Category: Love Stories | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: sex  swimming pool  cunnilingus  fucking  licking  spelling   | 14 Comments

yourmisterdark away

Who, Indeed

An Ode to Lush Stories

Who holds the key And who wears the lock; Who yields her pussy To a Masterful cock? These are the questions We all want to know With the answers wrapped up In a nice knotty bow. Who else is shaven? Who wears a full bush? Who likes it orally And whom up the tush? Who cums with screaming And who with soft sighing And who else may fell When they cum they are dying? Whose cock is massive...Read On

Added: 23 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: erotic  erotica  poetry  desire   | 7 Comments

clum

I Don't Love You

Maybe one day I'll be able to say that I don't love you.

Maybe if I say these words, That will make them true. Maybe if I concentrate, I'll get over you. Maybe when I see you with him That will be enough. Maybe when I know you're happy Things won't be so rough. Maybe I just have to wait For these wounds to heal. Maybe then I can forget The way you make me feel. Maybe you'll come back to me, Though I start to doubt it. Maybe...Read On

Added: 06 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: love  heartache   | 9 Comments

Nordic_Pixie online

A spider web of lies

You made a path And lead me down it I willingly followed Unsure at first Then steadily Your words reassuring Caring Loving Brick by brick Tearing down walls I had built to protect My heart My soul You asked for my trust And got it You asked for my heart I gave it Never knowing You were trapping me With a spider web of lies You asked for time And got it ...Read On

Added: 06 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: heatbreak   | 12 Comments

RejectReality

Kindled in Fiction Pt. 2

A forbidden love tested

Amanda closed her suitcase with a sigh. A moment later, every muscle in her body relaxed simultaneously, accompanied by a short, joyful moan. Her brother’s arms around her chased away the little hints of melancholy as quickly as the feeling had arisen. Nick kissed the nape of her neck and asked, “What’s wrong, Sis?” She crossed her arms over his, stroking his hands with her fingertips as...Read On

Added: 03 May 2013 | Category: Incest | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: brother  sister  blowjob  sneaky sex  creampie   | 2 Comments

Shylass

Scent

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Your scent crawls over my bare skin. Fire of your soul licks its way across my breasts And suckles with a raging need and thirst For satisfaction. Dewy air is seeping into the folds of skin Between my legs, Meeting my own wetness, Sliding its tongue-tip Along my slit And dipping its...Read On

Added: 05 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: scent  skin  desire  need  lust  passion   | 9 Comments

yourmisterdark away

Body Language

Day and night, desire rules

The way your fingers hold my cock Shows me your mood more than your eyes. The way my fingers caress your collar’s lock Brings out your smiles, your softened sighs. So tightly linked we are, night and day, That words just seem to fade away. As indigo dusk encloaks the sky We are moonlight, you and I. At dawn, as sunlight fills our bower, And you stir from drowsy pose, We spend some...Read On

Added: 14 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: erotic  erotica  poetry  desire  bdsm   | 8 Comments

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Paula, My Little Scottish Playmate - Chapter Three

A Mutual Meeting Destination, Here We Come!

It’s been months since I've seen my Scottish playmate. I had the best time with her when I spent two weeks in Scotland. She showed me as much as she could when I was there. It was wonderful. I miss her and I’m ready to see what else we can get into. This time we've agreed to both travel. We've each been to our home countries and now want to go on holiday together. We talk endlessly where...Read On

Added: 24 May 2013 | Category: Lesbian | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: orgasm  sex  holiday  fingering  cunniligus  girl on girl  toys   | 12 Comments

yourmisterdark away

Morning Shadows Dance

In the morning shadows, two lovers twine

Your crimson lips enveloping, With glossy slickness, the thickness of my length; Forming that perfect tight “O” ring, As you feel the wanting strength Of my hand gripping your hair. I love to watch your lips separate As the head widens the liquid gap Into a moist and fleshy gate And glide my fingers into your lap To rub your honey there. Your slow beginnings always quicken Into a hungry...Read On

Added: 16 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: erotic  erotica  poetry  desire     | 4 Comments

sisters

Solitude

A grey and cold evening Sitting at the bar that night The wall of the noise You left when you were smiling That was your final act My eyes never shed a tear You are just antisocial  You'll always be a plastic image You think you're so modern When you walk in front of me My heart is still burning With the flames of wasted yearning Will it burn for evermore I go forward, hate remembering...Read On

Added: 17 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: loneliness   | 9 Comments

yourmisterdark away

Fire in the Rain

What I feel...

This is not sweat trickling down like rivers on my bare skin. It is your soul melting against me, the very liquid source of your sex. What you see - each glistening drop - I have dug with bare hands From every heartbreak you felt; all the shattering wrecks You hid within Your desert strewn with sands. What you see upon my body, lover, is purified wine For your thirst. Drink of me, get drunk...Read On

Added: 11 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: erotic  erotica   | 8 Comments

flytoomuch

15 Minutes is NOT Enough!

Teased to breaking point John succumbs; more than one dream is fulfilled!

In 1968 Andy Warhol posited "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes." Of course neither he nor Marshall McLuhan had ever heard of twitter or Paris Hilton and the sex-tape Kardashian family. As all great geniuses they were simply imagining the post-industrial, post-propaganda world where a simple hand-held digital device would completely democratize media. They imagined...Read On

Added: 13 May 2013 | Category: First Time | Tags: younger woman  older man  temptation  fantasy  regret  dreams  taboo   | 11 Comments

sisters

Skarlett Lost

Summer gone, nights grow black Dying embers of Skarlett lost I lie awake watching this decay Sunday morning in a bed of faded memory Tease those warm pink wet petals Like the morning dew in spring A shallow reflection of you, not here anymore I put you on a pedestal, my queen On my knees, suffocating Lipstick lips gone and I'm lonely Villain in this silent game of love Shame is all I...Read On

Added: 16 May 2013 | Category: Love Poems | Avg Score: 5 | Tags: love lost  alone   | 5 Comments