About BelleduJour


Who am I? I'm a woman of great integrity, sophistication and class. I am the proverbial good girl by day but have a very naughty and kinky side to me when it comes to sex and tend to use the forums as my sexual confessional. As the saying goes – a lady in the street and a freak between the sheets.

Originally came to Lush for the stories but found myself hooked on the people. I'm pretty selective about who I friend and especially who I chat with and am not on here to collect friends or be part of your personal collection. I prefer to keep my list small and manageable - quality over quantity after all and I'm not afraid to cut people from my list.

I believe in always treating people with respect be it in real life or online and I ask for the same respect in return. Meeting on Lush shouldn't change that and if it does, you're definitely not someone I care to know.

Unlike many of the profiles on here, I'm REAL and I'm always honest - it would be refreshing to meet others who are the same. More pics available to friends only.

Happy Lushing!

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Ontario, Canada
Local Time:
21 May 2018 18:55


Date Joined:
13 Nov 2011
Last Visit:
26 Oct 2017
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2:00 A.M.

It's just after 2:00 a.m. I stumble home after a night out with the girls, perhaps a bit tipsy, yes. I kick off my high heels and stripped off my clothes. Make my way to my cold empty bed, horny as fuck and thinking of you, an ocean and time zone away. Our chat earlier this evening, your confession, not having cum in days. Imagining you naked, your rock hard cock, balls tight and swollen,...

Added 25 Jan 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 40 | Avg Score 4.78 | Views 3,905 | 26 Comments

The Hallway Greet

I greet you at the door after a hard day’s work, plant a deep, warm, wet kiss on your mouth and press my body up against yours, Can you feel how much I want you, hun?  Our hands explore each other’s bodies as I gently slip off your coat and let it drop to the floor. I feel your body tighten and muscles contract, my pelvis pushing hard against you now, I can feel you, babe, I...

Added 15 Jan 2012 | Category Love Poems | Votes 14 | Avg Score 4.64 | Views 2,636 | 11 Comments

My Office Distraction

I fulfilled a fantasy of mine this afternoon… Once again, I find it hard to concentrate at work Phone calls to return Deadlines looming Proposals pending All temporarily parked as my mind turns to you Butterflies flutter violently in my belly Past phone conversations flood my memory Erotic sounds etched in my mind Your voice Your words Your excitement Your climax My...

Added 17 Nov 2011 | Category Love Poems | Votes 21 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 3,475 | 14 Comments


We have plans to attend a charity gala hosted by your work. You swing by my place to pick me up and let yourself in. I’m still getting ready.  I come down the stairs and I can tell you are pleased with how I look. Long flowing hair, form fitting dress that hugs my curves, plunging neckline revealing just enough skin to remain tasteful not trashy and strappy stiletto heels. You can hardly...

Added 15 Nov 2011 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 25 | Avg Score 4.74 | Views 4,329 | 15 Comments

Rise and Shine

It's early and daylight hasn't arrived just yet Laying next to you I can feel your body against mine See your breath rise and fall Sleeping peacefully Without a word, I slip under the covers And settle between your legs I plant soft butterfly kisses along your one thigh, Then the other Slowly making my way up towards that beautiful cock of yours Just waiting to be taken again I gently...

Added 14 Nov 2011 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.77 | Views 2,997 | 11 Comments

Morning Email

It’s early and still dark outside I wake from yet another restless sleep Tossing and turning Thoughts of you racing through my head Aching And in need of a release I close my eyes again And let the feeling wash over me I can’t help myself Moisture has already made its home at the entrance of my pussy I slip my fingers between my thighs Into my wet and throbbing pussy God, I wish...

Added 16 Nov 2011 | Category Love Poems | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.67 | Views 2,788 | 14 Comments

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