Stories published by Shylass

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Up At The Crack Of Dawn

(or, Anal Syrup and Pussy Pancakes) What a woman is willing to do for love...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. It was one of those funny mornings, when it was still winter, but the sun streamed in through the window and the birds sang as if they were heralding Spring. Dawn sang to herself as she pottered around the kitchen, dressed in nothing but a polka dot apron and some shiny red heels. "I'm too...Read On

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Queen Cake

John has his cake, and fucks it, too.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. "Bye, John. See you tomorrow. I'll have those figures for you, and we can go over them before the meeting." "See you, Rich." John watched his senior associate leave the room. It was stuffy, the lights were buzzing, and he was tired. He looked at his watch and sighed. There was no point...Read On

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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...Read On

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Bollicks

Precious treasure rolling around, Dipping in darkness, this Wet, wanting hole where Sweet saliva glistens bright And lips enfold the weight of pearls Not yet bestowed Upon her face Or sprayed in ropes Upon bare breasts, Full splendour graced. Subjection, this danger, Her appetites bound To her master, his will is Submerged in her soul, in her mouth As her ragged breaths grasp...Read On

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Agony of Joy

Whisper your tongue Along inner thighs Where trembling heat Seeps liquid diamond. Now part the lips that Throb with blood, The beat of heart And sweet agony That race in pulses, Aching pressure Between the folds Of honey rain. I rest upon your mouth In fear So lost within this Musky dream Where slick and fragrant Incense lingers In the burn of Frenzied fire. Fervours blaze in...Read On

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Hidden Dreams

The essence of Him Seeps through the Gaps in my soul, Thrumming the darkness With growing need, Bringing forth honey To scent the air I wish he breathed Upon my skin. His electricity singes the tip Of my tongue That longs to dance Along the breadth of All he'll give to me If only I could touch The space where Desire and his form Meet my secret lust. Just moments and glimpses Of wet, heavy...Read On

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Fall

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Break me in your arms Where the darkness licks our skin, Where the fire flays desire From my soul and breaks the silence, Where it turns the longing into hope And twists the lightning, rolls the thunder Across the trickles of shining sweat, The kiss of salt in trembling night, Devouring flesh where...Read On

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Thrall

Rough whispers of white lace On caramel skin Where her scent fills the air With her honey and sweat. Tight is the kiss Where she welcomes you in To the swelling wet secret. She begs to be fucked. Hunger seeks tastes From between swollen folds, To be sucked on and licked With the tongue's brutal lash. She will writhe on your mouth As you feast on her soul And her spirit is broken By the lust...Read On

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Bitter Angel

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I am oceans of sunlight Spread upon the floor beneath your naked skin, Smearing liquid diamonds of nectar To glisten up your hardness, Fragrant lava oozing over polished, salty marble. I melt beneath your touch and weight, An angel wrenched from the stars, Dribbling holiness upon your demon...Read On

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Frustration

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Ache inside, I grip my thighs around Imaginary hips And feel your weight Press down upon me With 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...Read On

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Soak

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. A dying star shines by the horns of thinning moon, Where fading light leaps high in tears on dancing, rippling streams, Twisting and fermenting in a roil of spring-cold night, And my arms beg to hold you as You sing your violence On my skin. Scrape and shadow harshly on the inside of my thighs,...Read On

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Valentine Orgy

Who can fuck me best?

This poem only available in Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Valentine's night? Not so! It's mine; An orgy does it right for me! A night of thrusting, Slippery thwopping, In and out and up and down; Fingers poking, Tweaking nipples, Squelching up my tight, hot cunt. Thrusting lengths inside my mouth, Just the way I fucking need it; Lick and suck the...Read On

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Empty

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Swollen lips slobber around your base As muscles undulate along your length. Legs wrapped around you, Heels crossed behind you, Arms clinging on for Deep lust and pounding thrust. But you withdraw. I feel you go, Tiny nerves tingling, Walls closing in as they try to Grasp your leaving shaft, And...Read On

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Choose

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 clamour For all you have and All I have offered and All 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...Read On

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Desecration

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Thundering rain against my skin, Violent splatters slapping, stinging; Black moon rising in the midnight, Passions rent in the depths Of your raging eyes. Rolling tides and roiling foam, Howling aches writhe blind inside; Boulders of craving batter wind-scoured gates To the sanctum of this...Read On

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Bitch. Slap!

What happens to naughty girls?

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Naughty little bitch-whore, I shall turn you over my knee And spank your naughty bottom 'Til your cheeks are burning brightly And the town can see the shame Of the beacon-bottom punishment That you deserve, my girl! I sit here in my leathers, With my boots zipped up thigh-high, And I'll bare...Read On

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Drink

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Electric silver threads dance And sparkle 'neath her skin; Biting, shimmering lightning Nips across her pretty mound As a wet and sultry breath Weighs so heavy on her lust As her legs spread wide and welcoming, So enters now Your tongue. Aching, open cunt Begs with shining, slipp'ry juice For...Read On

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Awake

Pearling moonlight dips its toes And dabbles them in shadow depths, Roiling voices, nightmare weeds, Away to far-off lands of Lost. Heavy glaze of sweating passion Slides a rolling, fragrant kiss Down the curve of heavy breast, An orb of starshine whence she Waits. String of bubbles, frothy dew, Anticipation stretches pure, Slick and willing, open-thighed; She lies inviting as she Sighs....Read On

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Desire of the Cunt

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Throb Throb Throb In the gliding Sliding Sweet tang Of her Where the air thrums With heady And glorious incense That rises and calls To the centre of souls That are beckoned within Where they seek honey velvet And slickness of sopping Satin and silk that Wet drips down lips Where her petals...Read On

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Demon

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Flickering flames and shadows writhe Across the surface of your bare skin As you bask in the heat of the fire And my mouth. Yellow and orange tendrils twist In the umber of your eyes Where I see fountains of passion Sparking and rising In roaring, fearsome depths. My image is wreathed by...Read On

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Just One Kiss

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Honey-heavy air, Is this mantle upon my shoulders, Weighed down and laced with Cedar's strength and sweating spice. Your breath wreathes my form And the world falls away From beneath my feet Into the starry deeps of the heavens below Where thin, nothingness air Is thickened with tides of power from...Read On

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Pussy Pudge

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen Plump, soft legs, so smooth and pale, Are parted slow in languid ache; Satin opens now to velvet, Tremors travel, writhe and shake. Cushioned inner thighs so tempting, Grab her flesh and squeeze her hips; Pinch her nipples, bite her legs; Smell her juice and suck her lips. A tip of tongue to prise...Read On

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Sea Salt Moon

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Tendrils of mist finger across dark water, Breath upon the deep. Rising moon, swollen light, A pathway to the god on a backdrop of stars. Rising water, frothing ripples, Sea breeze tang and splattering foam, Rising waves and moon-clad lace; This night is mine beneath your gaze. Sing, deep tides,...Read On

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Murmuring Dream

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 spicy scent, The essence of your skin on mine; Sigh softly deep in sliding slivers, Electric moonlight gasps your name. Fingers...Read On

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Sweet Willy Sauce

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Sweet willy sauce Trickling down bouncy breasts; Spunk on my tits 'Til your balls need a rest. Drizzle my baps With your tangy man cream. Coat me in semen, I'm a jism-wet dream. Cover me in spunk And then watch me lick it up As I scoop off your fluid From my 38J cup. Splatt your love porridge...Read On

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Kiss and Whisper and Whisper and Kiss...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. You are a kiss and a whisper away, Floating in the the streetlight's ethereal orange That soaks the walls whilst Tree shadows dance and skitter In autumnal gusting winds In striking silhouette across my room, Smoking away from the glowing wick Of the not quite unquenched candle Before it bursts...Read On

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Slide

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Push in deeply and Feel my walls Of slippery muscles That clench your shaft In ripples and waves Of searing desires That pull you in further And massage your cock In a thick, honeyed tunnel Where my juice oozes out As it smears round your base And your balls in a Smooth sliding nectar Of...Read On

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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

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Exposure

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The fresh cotton sheet slides down Over satin-smooth skin; The tightly woven covering Inches down to expose Soft, warm swells of palest pink... Anticipation bursts forth the fire of arousal, Burning bright as Excitement blows its breath across flushing curves And eager hands tingle with Desire...Read On

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Moonlight

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Soft brush of a kiss sweeps across the air; A hanging arbour of moonlight vines Breathes beauty upon her pale curves. Pearly fire soars over her skin, Breaking through dusty shadows Of the trembling night. What joy has she, But the want of a lover? Mixing moonbeams of glowing desires Lace the stems...Read On

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Let's Just Fuck!

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I'm stripped naked, boobs a-bouncin', Fingers round your throbbing dick. Here's my pussy, wet and sopping; Let me feel you, long and thick! Let's not dawdle, get your cock And stick it in my cunt. Thrust as hard as you are able. Harder! Faster! 'Til you grunt! Flip me over, fuck my asshole; Don't...Read On

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Lick My Lips

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Satin-smooth, sweet plumpness beckons you; Slide your tongue along my skin. Heat is rising, blood is pumping; These lips throb for want of you. Seeping sugar juices moisten In the depths where I need you. Scent of honey nectar rising, Lick these lips and taste me, do. Slide your tongue-tip...Read On

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Magnificence

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Sentinel of the Palace of Pearls, What forests of men could such a one as I Journey through to find such magnificence In such a form as this? Strong and proud, With head lifted high, A framework of pumping life force Webs thine splendour with Throbbing, so deep and powerful And fine in...Read On

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Long, Slow Fuck

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The tip of a hot, wet tongue Writes a silver song Across delicate skin, Dancing over A fluttering pulse beneath the satin surface. Soft, sucking kisses Trace a torpid pace over Breasts that rise to greet them With soporific fervency. Languid fingers smooth spiced dew Across splayed,...Read On

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Tighearna

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Whispers of servitude, Shadows of grace, Passionate longing Enshrined in your face. Scars of deep fervency Etched by your eyes; Deep pools of breathlessness Echo in sighs. Power of thunder Engulfing my heart; Waves of the oceans Force my legs to part. Realms of lost sinners Arise from the...Read On

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Pick A Hole, Any Hole

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Here's my little asshole, And there's your great big willy. Can you fit it in here? Do you want to? Oh, I'm silly! Of course you want to thrust it Inside my chocolate starfish, And pump it in and out hard, A naughty, sexy wish. Here's my massive boobies, And there's your throbbing cock. Can...Read On

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Claim These Curves

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. A feather brush of lips On the side of my neck Races the shivers down my torso. The gentle warmth of your large hand Cups my breast As you lovingly squeeze. Sighs mingle softly In the blurring air, Kissing the steam rising, Closing over my mouth And silencing longing With a hungry embrace....Read On

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Portal

More than just your picture...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading this elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lost in the night, You're somewhere out there, Flying my dreams like a kite in the moonlight. I need you. There are no urges I can satisfy Without the brush of your lips On my hungry mouth; No desires to be sated Without your strong hands Kneading my flesh With your whispers of craving...Read On

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Shut Your Pretty Mouth

Looks are not always the full story...

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Broad-shouldered god, With the rounded muscles that hold up worlds of desires; You, with your powerful arms, Thighs of unmerciful, relentless pressure And hands of firm, grasping, sensuous grace; You make me writhe in ecstasy. Just a flash of your gaze From those deep, limpid pools Makes me...Read On

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Can You See Me?

Watch me as I show you how your stories affect me...

Here I sit, cross-legged on my bed. The laptop is propped up on two pillows to bring me to your eye level. I am here for you to see. I put on just a pair of knickers And a short, cotton strappy shirt. They are both black and thin So that you can see the contrast against my pale skin And the shape of my soft, warm curves In the humming blue-tinted glare of the screen. I am here for you to see....Read On

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I Know What You Want

You want me...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. I don’t need to look into your eyes to see your soul, boy. I close my own. I hear your words oozing into me, The hot, sticky pre-cum-laden juices Overflowing from me with hot passions. Deep words thrust deeper Into my aching pussy And make me moan and scream With the pleasure you plunge into me, Your hands sliding over me, Kneading my breasts and...Read On

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Nutty Night In

What exactly does one do with an industrial size tub of Nutella?

Polly the Preggo was sitting on the couch, spread-eagled and kicking her legs, whilst her wellies flapped comfortably onto her skin. There was something delicious about that feeling, the waft of air as it rushed past her knees with every kick. She could sometimes feel those welly breaths blow up between her legs, underneath the thin, long t-shirt she was wearing. As she lay back on the couch...Read On

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Copycouple

When everybody's gone home, there are dirty secrets to be had

The autumn rain was hammering down on the darkened skylights above as he wandered down the hallway. It was a mundane evening routine, checking that all the lights were off, but there was an electric tingle in the air and on the tip of his tongue. Maybe it was from the storm, and maybe it wasn't. In the gathering darkness, he locked each door as he went along, listening to the wind and rain...Read On

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Sausages and Spatulas

Nobody said they couldn't play with their food.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. She watched him across the kitchen. He was naked and bent over the table, filling in the crossword in his newpaper. Keeping one eye on the pan, she sneaked over and smacked him with the hot, oily spatula. SLAP! "Ow! What was that for?" He rubbed his ass with one hand, whilst scratching...Read On

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Knickers

A lass leaves a message for her lover...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Message begins. Hiya, lad. I miss you so much, and I wish you could be here now, but I'll have to wait. Do you know, all I have on right now is my knickers. They are white cotton knickers with a thin band of lace around the top. They cover the glorious curves of my large cheeks, and hide...Read On

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Jemima Cumslut

Only one man can tame a dragon and have her desperate for his cum...

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. "Ah... Yes... Yes... Oh... Yeah... Oh my god..." she breathed. Thick ropes of cum were splatted upon her flushed neck and breasts. Hot and viscous, they slid down her breasts, stickily puddling in hollows and gleaming pearly in the dappled sunlight. "Oh, baby, yes," she moaned. "All over,...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience – The First Time I Had An Orgasm

When being bored and sleepless led to the most beautiful experience I have had so far...

This story only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I’ve always been a bit of a loner. Even in my daydreams, which largely featured a handsome prince who saw me completely differently to how I really am, more time was spent waiting and dreaming of him in those solitary imaginings than I did actually with him in them. I believe that was...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience: The First Time I Gave a Tit-Wank

My fantasy of giving a tit-wank is fulfilled.

"I am prepared to literally turn up at yours, suck your cock, and then go home again," I texted. The reply came quickly, and it wasn't just a "Yes". It was a "Fucking yes!" My attempt at a first blow job had seemed to go down well. Rather, I seemed to have gone down well, and so did his spunk: all down my throat, my lips, my chin, his cock and my hand. And who could blame me for wanting to...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience: The First Time I Bought a Vibrator

What happens when a virgin buys her first vibrator?

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. There is a time in every lass's life when she imagines what a big, hard cock-pounding would be like. There is also a time when she can't get hold of a cock for love nor money. And what does she do, in such a situation? She buys a vibrator. Or a dildo. Or a banana. Or maybe, if she's ambitious,...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience: I Blew My Chance

The first blowjob I ever gave...

"There's a train leaving to Sprawlish Rabbiton in five minutes. If I get on it, and make it back for the Nine O'Clock to Shedclip, how long will I have in Sprawlish Rabbiton, please?" The ticket inspector winked at me. "Long enough for a cheeky pint." "That's exactly what it's for," I smiled. "I'm hoping to meet up with someone." "A cheeky pint and a snog," he laughed. "You're good!"...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience: My First Kiss (Added Bonus - Spunky Fingers)

Of course, everybody's first kiss in their whole life leads to spunky fingers within minutes...

This story only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. One day, anybody who is lucky enough reaches a point when they can finally say they had their first kiss (a proper full-on grown-up-type snog). The first of my friends to have theirs was Jo. All my other friends followed on after that. It is safe to say I might possibly be a late starter –...Read On

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Excerpts From My Inexperience – The First Man in My Bed

I wasn't sure what was meant to happen next...

This story only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I don’t get out much. It isn’t because I am a wild, rampant nymphomaniac whose sole object in life is to fuck anybody and everybody I can lure through the door via the internet and sex lines (although I am sure there are many of you who were hoping I was). Nor is it because I am so...Read On

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I Want to Suck Your Cock

Quick! Get in the office before anybody comes...

Shut up, stand here and get ready. That's right, behind the desk. I want to suck your cock. Quick, before anybody comes in! It's frosted glass between here and reception, but still... Opening my shirt, I wriggle, taking off my bra to let my tits swing free. They wobble as I hitch up my skirt and pull down my knickers to kick them off. Bending over so you can see my big, round ass, you watch...Read On

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The True Story

What happens to Cinderella in the VIP area at a Royal Ball of Bondage?

This story only available on Lush Stories The Grimm Brothers perpetuated a mythic fairy tale that depicted a down-trodden teenager who was magically transported into a life of romance, royal living, and happiness when her prince finally fell in love with her. Ancient documents have now come to light that tell a different story: Once upon a time, there was a sexy young woman who lived in...Read On

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Disciplining Frank Leigh

He had made her suffer with his words, and now she was going to get him back...

This story only available on Lush Stories. Dedicated to a humble man and a lovely friend. It isn’t every day one wins the chance to meet one’s favourite writer, and the women of certain lusty circles had been ready to scratch each other's eyes out over the charity competition. For a mere 3,000 (or $4653.90) donation, anybody with the cash and will to write a poem could enter and be in with...Read On

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Ginger Spice

Where can one find spice for life?

This story only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Legend perpetuates a mythic fairy tale that depicts a cheeky gingerbread man who was magically animated, and who spent his life running away from people and talking creatures who wished to eat him. Ancient documents have now come to light that tell a different story: Once upon a time, there was...Read On

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Never Finding

Biting steel but soft Are his eyes as they shine In the darkness where Wanting is still a Perhaps. Lips curved and strong, Breaking smile, Breaking me, Breaking heart When I wake to a room Without him. Lines of his jaw, Harsh and tempered with life Where the dreams of his soul Make their mark on my skin. Shadow tense on his turned neck, He weakens my gaze As he stares and examines...Read On

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Never

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lost where ice-bright stars are flung, Where roiling incense spices night, Where wraiths are mist around the throat, ' Tis here where tears burn. In velvet silence humming, Sigh of gentle rumbling smile That cross'd the gulf between us, stretch'd, Returns now, leaves me cold. Ache of inner,...Read On

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Hush, Heart

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Hush, heart, And look for sunshine; Slide the pain away into waterfalls of tears That flow to the sea of Nothing Where white horses gallop away to distant lands And bear away Emptiness From your life. Hope, heart, And long for love; Grasp the dream that bursts forth Into bloom in the dawn of...Read On

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Bedtime Snuggles

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Snuggle down under the duvet And wriggle our limbs together. Let your heat mix with mine, Two walls of warm skin Kissing each other Between fresh cotton sheets. Our scents rise in tendrils of mingling incense, Vanilla and cedar embracing the air. Giggles and chuckles join in song, A bass line...Read On

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Song of the Shy Lass

Shy lasses don't belong in a Lush sort of world. Or do they...?

This song only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading or listening to it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Naughty! She’s a fraudulent little fishy in a big porn pond, Fat little damsel nymph, don’t know how to respond. She’s got no pretty scales and she’s got no pretty fins, And all that she’s got going on is her boobies they call "The Twins". Well, Daisy ain’t no fishy, and she ain’t...Read On

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Dear Teacher

In honour of one year since finding, and joining, Lush.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief's Happy Bits will always smell of stinky cheese (not in a good way). You've taught me things I never dreamed, Created deepening urges, Lambasted deep within my heart, And called forth frightening urges. I've learned to suck a throbbing cock, And lick a swollen cunt; To go in search...Read On

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Journey's End

Wandering soul 'Midst the stars of the morning Scattered like tears Upons oceans of Lost, Where treads your heart Far away from my eyes, And where dwells the Kiss My wet lips crave to bear? Where sings your life In the joy of this home-fire And where do you search For soft breast And flushed skin? Who wraps those stars Intertwining around you And slides liquid diamond Down Hardening length?...Read On

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Where She Waits

Dances she upon the breeze Of his exhaled and infinite satisfied dreams, With sun scorching pity on her paper heart, So ripped and lost in explosive perfume Where her soul creeps in silence, In shadows and void. Waste and void, Waste and void, Waste and void and her long-lost heart-hope Is a sighing of whispers That writhe in the moonlight and Squirm in the day And the heat of the night And...Read On

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Invisible

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Lost in a storm of passions unmet, Flayed by the lash of Salt-sour tears, Flesh trembles cruel from the Raking of the gaze You do not burn Into my skin. Writhing, entwining on wings of Dank and dreary Dismayed dreams And webs asunder, The howl of the moon is as lonely And lost As I In its...Read On

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As I Am

Do we change because we love, or do we love because we've changed?

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Can your kiss carry heather honey Deep inside my soul? Can your spring-fresh glance grow Petal-laced stars? Can your arms melt the galaxies And pour a rushing torrent That can scour away the ragged pain And smooth a troubled brow? Can your smile warm the winter And add apple wood to scent Frosty...Read On

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Shadow Bright

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Hawthorn petals gently rain In faerie kisses lightly lit; They fall upon her pale, pure brow, A soft, white veil of spicy scent. There dwells she in moss-dark shadows 'Neath the ancient trees young-wise; Dabbles she her fingers in The sweetest spring betwixt her legs. Nectar oozes down her...Read On

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Waiting For Spring

Sometimes, we all feel like a sentimental idiot. But we do feel...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Hard sunlight upon crystal snow, A frozen realm where love won't grow. Daffodil shoot in stasis now, A sleeping bulb, e'er green its brow. In witching hour, this heart is caught, With no light now or lesson taught, And no fruit brought from springtime bloom, Existence only winter gloom. ...Read On

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Your Name Is On My Lips

We never stop loving those we have lost.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Your name is on my lips in the reaches of the night Where the stars anchor my fluttering soul In myriad dreams, Dancing on a tether in galaxies where once you trod Through my darkening heart, A singing zephyr of haunting joy That whispers across my skin And winds ribbons of fading memories through...Read On

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All I Have

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Web of silken threads Weaves the moon from starry-splendoured Elysium where traverse Transcendent breaths of gods and men. Lift and soar the spirits calling, And bring joy to rest upon the skies Of setting sun and apricot moon, Where tenures of angels Become treasures transcending Immortal...Read On

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The Willow Grove

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Light dances upon the rippling surface of Deep, cool green waters that Pool at the feet of the willow grove. Sundrops kiss your smiling face As shimmers of gold grace your skin. The summer sea breeze Carries a giggling melody through The coastal valley where Butterflies flitter From wildflower...Read On

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There

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. There's a whisper on the night winds As they kiss my naked skin; There's a fire within the starlight For this empty heart to win. There's an urge within my longing, Deep desire to be with you; There's a passion in this aching For the things I want to do. There's a tingle in my fingers, And a...Read On

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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

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Hot What?

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Once upon a time, There was a very shy lass. She wasn't very pretty, And she had a massive ass. "Ah me, oh my," the shy lass said, "I cannot talk to men! Perhaps an online dating site Will help me chat to them." And so, the shy lass sat right down, And she fired up her computer. "Let's see,"...Read On

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And Do We?

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. And do we wonder what the other is thinking? Who sits at the window into this glaring world Of flirtations and cyber smooching And pictures of fucking couples? Does it mean more If the images are black and white, Subtle hints of intimate moments Snatched across the seas of pixels With a lens...Read On

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Coffee Tremors

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. She waited by the doorway, Desperately afraid to look up In case he didn't come, Desperately afraid, in case he did. Every time men's shoes came walking close, Her heart leapt in her chest And a thrill of fear peppered through her stomach. Too scared to look at her watch, In case he arrived...Read On

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Effervescence

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. You are in the hiss of the white glowing foam That quickly crawls its way Up the moonlit sand, Where tiny pinpricks of Neptune's stars Twinkle their way up the beach. You are in the roar of the waterfalls, Dancing and sparkling in the noonday sun, Cascading down from a silent beginning, Majestic...Read On

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Frozen Dreams

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. This morning winter air sings with dreams of ice, The Snow Queen's discarded raiments festooned Upon the bulrushes that reach to the weak sun From the solid, leaden depths of Glassed-over water. The burrs are jewelled with frozen tears Of long-forgotten dreams once crushed, Still in deathly...Read On

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Garlands of Stars

This poem only available on Lush Stories and Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Underneath the stars Where our souls collide And break the darkness Into scorching flame, We stand in Secret embrace And kiss each other's hidden dreams Into reality. Fear has no place In this starry ocean Where mermaids and sirens are chased away, And the fireflies dance above...Read On

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Letterbox Moments

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. On the other side of the door, Just a letterbox away, I'm waiting for your smile to greet me warmly. This one, small space is all we have, A gap in reality Where our dreams can be planted, Where they grow and change, Where they flourish under the sun and the stars, Where our hearts can waltz...Read On

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My Every Breath

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Gentle kisses brush this fear away; Strong arms enfold me into safety, Locking me into a fortress of steadfast keeping Until the daylight seeps into the inky world To kiss the awakening daisies As your lips kiss my shoulders. Leaning back into your chest, Arms entwined, Two clinging,...Read On

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Midnight Monsters

What risks do we take when we become vulnerable and offer ourselves to someone?

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I see the cold, pale moonlight Spear through the window Onto the damp-cold wood of the hallway. It stabs viciously, A burning ache of hunger For my misery to be called forth. But how can it call misery, When misery spills out and overflows Down the steps of the front door, Black ink seeping...Read On

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On All Hallows Eve

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. He lay in the rainy moonlight on All Hallows Eve Awaiting his lover's kiss. Shafts of watery pearly blue glowed upon his skin As the scudding clouds laid shadows Upon the face of the moon. And he waited for her. Midnight loomed, The clock ticking, As the witching hour approached And the...Read On

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One Moment of Magic

Baby stars hang in garlands above our heads, Smudges of rainbow amongst the fir boughs That twinkle in dozy merriment. Like the passersby in the icy streets, They are oblivious to all but their own mirth. But we, we two, Beneath this scented tree, Cloying pine spliced with Spiky-cloved orange, Cinnamon sticks dancing with candy canes, Swathes of burnt sugar vapours From toasted marshmallows,...Read On

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One Night of Grace

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Hush and soothe this night away; Kiss the velvet skies to day; Hum a lullaby of peace And let my love for you increase. Smooth my cheek and rest awhile; Sing a heart song, sleepy smile. Hold me closer, kiss me soft; Sweetly hold my dreams aloft; Ease away the tautened worry; Send the nightmares...Read On

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Tension In The Mellowing

Though lovers reach their autumn, their tale will still be told.

There's a tension in the mellowing; A striving in the firelight; A beauty in the darkening air; A gentleness in the autumn fury. Aging love, steadfastly kept, Is still a thriving, broad-shouldered youth. Well-worn hearts are entwined in ivy, Bursting with berried, passionate joys. These ancient days of soft caresses Are forceful in the dying day, And aching limbs still spring with happy...Read On

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I Just Need A Cuddle

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. A long day at work, Running after other people, Up and down ladders, moving bolts of cloth, Tailoring my wares to whiney whingers' whims. I stagger to the shower And wash the fibres away, The ache of my soul rising to the surface As I let the suds scent my skin with soft vanilla. But who cares...Read On

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The Fabric of Your Skin

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Those tears stream down, Unseen in the the pouring rain. Salty, scalding rivulets That trace channels in Your lined face. Is it pain, Sadness, And suffering, Or bitterness, Fear, And anger That crumple the fabric of your skin In creases that surround your eyes? Do temptation and betrayal...Read On

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The Sailor and the Siren

A sailor makes his choice.

This poem only available on Lush Stories The darkening seas of jaded greens Peaked and troughed under gloaming skies; The whispers of the unknown dead Laced the waters with their sighs. He stood upon the deck, astern, And watched the sinking gold, Another age of life and death To add to dooms untold. The sailor stood, and gazed into The beckoning, vengeful seas As celestial maps...Read On

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The Softness of Goodnight

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. "Goodnight," she whispered. "Goodnight," he said softly, His voice drifting beyond The silence of the closed line, And hanging like soft smoke in the air Above her sleepy head. Sadly, She snuggled down into the duvet, The fragrant sweetness of his spoken incense Lulling her to sleep With...Read On

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The Vacuum Cleaner of Love

For my sweet darling lover, whom I shall love forever. Even Frank_Lee could not express such desire.

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. You are the sunshine that lights up my soul. I need your light and warmth to grow. I crave your arms around me like A sexy poor servant girl needs a strong cloak in winter. I am poor without you making me rich like a queen. Please make my thrupenny bits golden with your heat. My two...Read On

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Wanting

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Soft rains of kisses, The freshness of mellowed summer alights on my skin With each breath that you take And exhale over me. In this drowsy candlelight, My body moves, Gently writhing, Searching through this Sliding on these sheets, Desperately wanting your touch, Craving a kiss Here and...Read On

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Where Sleeps His Love Tonight?

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Where sleeps his love tonight? Is she under canopies of deepest midnight velvet, Or graced beneath the weeping willow's sweeping arms? Does she lie in shadows of snowy mountains, Or rest beside a murmuring brook of gentle dreams? Sleeps she in an angel's gaze, Lost palaces of ancient days...Read On

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Winter Heart

This poem only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The wild geese fly through the pearl grey skies, Winging their way on Winter's breath. Gulls cry and squawk in the mud Of the estuary's banks, Pecking and picking for decaying morsels they may find. The leaden tide rises, slow and heavy, Silent until fingering waves slide their fronds up the...Read On

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May Sorrow Take Wing

I would wait a thousand nights for you, if you just gave me one day of your heart.

The lamplight glows across the face of my dreams As reality hides from these ragged, ripped seams. A kiss in the shadows and the touch of your hand Is all that I crave in this dreaming wasteland. These fears flee your smile as I think of your face, And I know I abide without shame and disgrace As I lie in your arms and I hear your heart beat; In my endless desires rest your passionate heat. ...Read On

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This Path

This is the road I am destined to wander until the day I die.

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The golden glory of the sun is just a distant memory now. I traverse this waking nightmare Under the celestial gaze of a billion starry watchers, They who glitter in my tears with icy blue-white sanction As I lift my face for hostile acknowledgement of my failings. The path I’ve trodden through...Read On

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The Grey Skies of the Morning

Summer will never come for some of us...

This poem only available on Lush Stories The grey skies of the morning howl the dawn’s awakening screams; The lacklustre pearl scuds across the moors of my dead hope As the wind claws my hair from the band that holds it back. I hide between the rocks that can’t shelter me from the cold; I shiver with the memories of ancient days of loneliness. The barren rolling hills stretch for...Read On

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An Ancient Love Story

Together for years, some lovers still delight in their lovemaking.

This story available only on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. She was awakened by a gentle slap of thin lunar air as the sheets were softly moved aside. The watery half-light gently seeped through her nightgown, a drifting mist that made her curving limbs glimmer. As she floated towards the surface of her somnolent depths, she smiled, not quite blushing...Read On

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Quick, Slick Wank

This is a transcript of a voice message from a lass to her new lover, guiding his masturbation.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Message begins: "Hiya, lad. It's me. I said I'd call and leave you a message... I feel really embarrassed now, just talking to nothing but your ears (even though your ears aren't there). But remember, I said that next time I left you a message, you'd need a cookie and some lube? Okay, with...Read On

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Wank Fiction

This story only available on Lush Stories, and if you are reading this elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief's Happy Bits will no longer make them feel Happy. So there. I peek around the door jamb at you. There you are, tapping away at your keyboard, writing, writing, writing. I hate to disturb you, because I know how important your work is, but... I can't help myself. A...Read On

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One Hand In My Knickers

This is a transcript of a message from a lass to her lover, when she needs a quick fiddle at work.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Message begins: "Where are you? I need you to answer. ... Pick up? ... Please? Oh, come on! I need you. I'm so hot, and I've got one hand in my knickers right now. I'm in the toilets, and I'll have to be quiet if anybody comes in. Pick up, dammit! Mmm... Oh, lad, where the fuck are...Read On

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I Want to Watch You Wank

I've been waiting for you. What do I want to see you do?

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I'm waiting for you to come online. Literally. I'm sat here in my underwear, in the chilly room whilst I wait for the heating to kick in. It's made my nipples hard and huge, and they ache with cold and anticipation. You like that, don't you? My hard nipples, straining through the sheer cups of...Read On

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Willy

Part I: What does a naughty girl do on the last day of term?

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Oh, what a naughty thought! The final day at school, last day of A-levels, and the end of a crappy two hour exam of Religious Studies. What better way to go out than by masturbating on the desk of Mr. Williams, the R.E. teacher? Forced to take Religious Studies by her strict parents, as well...Read On

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How to Make a Virgin Orgasm in Under One Minute

A technique practised by some virgins for years, and now the secret is shared with you!

This story only available on Lush Stories PREPARATION (not part of the One Minute, sorry): THE ROOM: Use low lighting only, small amounts of twinkling fairy lights or one candle across the room – enough to see by, but not enough to scare the virgin into thinking you can see everything. Indeed, if you can see everything, there is too much light. Less is more, lads! THE BED:...Read On

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Rise and Shine

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief's Happy Bits will fall off. I love to watch you sleeping. I don't do it on purpose, and not in a creepy way, but I love to watch the rise and fall of your chest, the gentle line of your soft lips that press against me so passionately in waking, the flickering underneath your...Read On

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Vanilla Sand

A couple who have just begun spicing up their sex life try al fresco sex.

This story only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. The episode of Being A Romantic Stud had gone rather skewiff. Following his wife’s attempt at spicing up their lovemaking (when would he ever manage to call it a sex life?), he had made an attempt of his own. He had actually listened to her throwaway comment whilst watching a period drama,...Read On

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Nomming The Peach

Winter came in September.

This story only available on Lush Stories. That morning, she saw the late September sun streaming through the window. As Winter wearily left the house, she grabbed her thin green hoodie, and breathed in the fresh, dew-laden air. Work was such a blasphemy on a glorious day like this, she thought, grumpily getting into her car. On the way to work, she saw crowds of rowdy school...Read On

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Take Me Over the Table

Seconds before you walk in the door, what am I thinking?

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading this anywhere else, it has been stolen, and the thief shall be visited by scary-ass gingerbread men who will giggle at them every time they try to have a wank. I'm waiting for you. I beat you home from work again, and I'm waiting. Here I am, in the kitchen, bent over the table and facing the door. I'm wearing nothing but a pair...Read On

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Who's Been Naughty?

What happens to naughty girls?

This story only available on Lush Stories. “You’ve been a naughty girl.” The deep bass of his voice resonated low and sinister in her left ear, a shock of peppery fear oozing from the pit of her stomach, up into her chest, making her heart race and her face glow with a spread of crimson blush. A thrill of dread coldly washed over her, and he stepped closer so that she could feel his...Read On

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Willy: Won't He?

Part II of Willy: The naughty schoolgirl is disciplined.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Thrashing against herself, her ass bobbed up and down in desperate need of relief, and suddenly, from the doorway, a voice boomed out against the wall of her near-orgasm. "Miss Rogers, you filthy little girl!" Frozen in horror and on the brink of massive climax, ass high and breasts...Read On

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Cookie Shares

For Cookie, because sometimes, reality supersedes fantasy.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. ooooooo Cookie: He’s upstairs in the study. I’m chatting to MonstaMunch. Jellybean: Are you sure? Last chance. Cookie: Go for it, sweetie. Make him happy, please. Finally, the night was here. Lashing rain, howling wind, and the slime of the wet leaves on the path made the walk up...Read On

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Vanilla Spice

A wife tries to spice up a boring sex life...

This story available only on Lush Stories. Ah, that oft-used, ill-used word “vanilla”. Vanilla essence, vanilla pods, vanilla custard… Sometimes, she supposed, a lass just wants a bit more spice in her life. Perhaps not so much that it requires the toilet roll to be left in the fridge overnight, but just enough to bring on the tingling lower regions' burn that speaks of a flavoursome...Read On

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If I Could...

If fantasy could be reality, I would give you a present.

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. What would I do if I could be with you? In my black lace underwear, I'd kneel before you, undoing your belt and zip. I'd pull down your trousers and pants to your knees, and breathe hotly over your exposed cock and balls. I'd put my hands around you, and squeeze your bum cheeks as I fluttered...Read On

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A Mermaid's Tale

What happens when legends come to life? A fucking tale, that's what!

This story only available on Lush Stories. “E’er starlit water greets rolling mist And emerald tides greet smiling moon, Thou shalt hearest Neptune’s splash: Beware yon mermaid’s doom.” For some people, stuff like in the films never happens. I never win competitions, and I never win prizes or the lottery (okay, I never enter or buy a ticket, but it’s not the point). I am always just...Read On

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The Little Fat Fairy and the Fucking Fungus

A fairy tale with a fungal twist!

This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. "Oh, Mr. Wankles! You just don't understand." The little fat fairy plonked herself down onto the dandelion pouffe, causing her skirt to fly up and reveal her rather substantial knickers. "Ooo, purple lace today, Daisy," leered Mr. Wankles. "Certainly is, young-fella-me-lad," she sighed. "And...Read On

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Baring No Relation

Caught in the act - but who gets punished?

This story only available on Lush Stories . If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. He stroked his erect penis first with just his cold fingertips, tracing his way up from the base on the topside of the shaft, circling the rim of his helmet, and then down the underside, to his balls. But it was too painful in the icy night air to finger those – he didn’t want them to...Read On

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Our Little Voyeur

How George and Elena rekindled a spark they didn't know had gone out.

This story only available on Lush Stories. “Is she really there, darling?” he whispered near his wife’s ear as he slid his penis between her oily breasts. “Mmmm…” she smiled in answer as she lapped at his helmet with her tongue every time it emerged from her deep cleavage. He stepped up his pace, knees on either side of her as she lay below him, almost parallel to the window, lit from...Read On

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