Hello fellow Lushers. I'm a straight Aussie girl who loves to laugh a lot. You'll often find me in the forums but never in the chat rooms. It's not my thing. I've tried and invariably end up whispering something sexy to the whole room. That scenario would describe me in a nutshell. I am a good example of chaos. However, I do have a good heart, am friendly and respect others, but if you start something nasty with me you should expect some in return. 😈 I won't take anyone's bullshit. I love to joke around and my sense of humour can be a bit wild for some. I never mean to offend. If I do offend you, talk to me about it. Not everyone else. I'm a big flirt and like to talk about sex but *I DO NOT CYBER*I enjoy conversations about almost anything. I don't share pics nor do I Skype. I respect everyone's life choices and I'm straight as a ruler and that will never change. Please respect that. I believe in unicorns, faeries and fairytales. I absolutely LOATHE Brussels sprouts. I love friends posting on my wall but please keep it classy and/or funny. My avatar and gallery images are rarely me.
I wish I could hold your hand. Not gently, but the kind that leaves your palms sweaty and your fingers entwined with mine. The kind where our hands stay locked when we swing our arms together while we walk. Even if I decided to pirouette, our hands would break their hold for only a short moment before finding each other again. They know where they belong. While I'm holding your hand I'd...
Added 15 Apr 2017 | Category Flash Erotica
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He is going to call me soon. I'm sitting on the edge of my bed, phone in my hand. Thinking about his ability to devour me completely leaves me breathless and dripping wet. His need is subjugation; to know he can do anything he wants to me with no complaint or resistance, to take and own every part of me. For me to surrender to his brutal love. To own me. I would give this man everything;...
Added 10 Mar 2016 | Category BDSM
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Let me tell you a story about two young lovers, A tragic love story, been told by many others. The servants of Montague, and of Capulet, Fought for their Masters, sometimes until death. Escalus warned them not to breach the peace again, Or he would see to it, every one of them was slain. The feud between the houses started long ago, Neither would surrender, or let the hatred go. ...
Added 26 Aug 2014 | Category Love Poems
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I don't have dreams very often. Well, if I do I don't remember them. There is one dream I remember quite vividly though, and it got me hot. Really, really hot. And wet. But no, I won't get ahead of myself. I'll start at the beginning. Late one night sleep had been avoiding me for a long time and I was getting frustrated with tossing and turning. I was in a state between awake and asleep...
Added 07 Nov 2014 | Category BDSM
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I’ve watched you, Addicted to the loveliness of your mind, The adventure of your words, The beauty you give to those who can’t see. The sky is your canvas. With the universe You create, Always something new. Your chosen words are textures That can be felt. Each letter dances gracefully, Flutters over my skin. Sensation ripens To a vista of colours, Some are emotions I've never felt, All...
Added 26 Jul 2015 | Category Love Poems
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The searing hot rush of our first touch burns, branding us hypocrites. The defiant wings of arrogance caress our feeble hearts. Our stolen weakness; soft kisses upon moist, dewy skin become lustful agony. I will meet you for our deceitful desecration. Blistering heat born of the memory, rushes downwards through my body igniting a pool of burning, wet, need. The searing ache for...
Added 21 Mar 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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~Fallen Angel~ This fallen Angel in disguise, Witness the haunting in her eyes. A heart full of fears that cannot be shaken, Born of a precious love forsaken. Dreams that were so full of hope, Became nightmares in which she could not cope. Shattered reality within her stirs, Such bitter, twisted thoughts of hers. Trapped in the hell of her mind’s torment, Enduring long, dark days...
Added 07 Apr 2016 | Category Love Poems
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I cannot speak the words to convey how much I miss you. That would make it real. Heart-slashing misery has displaced a sultry burn. My thoughts are still full of you, craving just... One... word. Through tears, I see in the mirror, an emptiness, where there once was a part of you. My tears will never fill that emptiness. The void will torture me for as long as you're...
Added 01 Feb 2017 | Category Love Poems
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Early dawn of love, becomes lust’s fire, she’ll burn you with sweet desire. Eternal promise of faithful love betrayed by scandalous ire. Passion’s seed grows on a lustful vine, nurtured by unsated need. Promised love may easily perish in embers of wanton heat. Libertine lust is tempting love’s trust with a brief and debauched fire. Duplicitous sin, drawing you in to pretend love,...
Added 08 Feb 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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Did you find me when I needed you most? Perhaps it is me who found you. Perpetual misery pervaded my mind. Another's folly was my affliction. Something you wrote seemed familiar. I noticed you once and looked twice. I noticed you twice and smiled; the first smile since my heart's ruination. A kiss in the air, caught by morning mist, was offered to me in the starlight. ...
Added 05 Apr 2017 | Category Love Poems
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Reginald Woodrow Buttress felt the deep throb before he opened his eyes. It was the same every goddamn morning and lasted all day, every day. A boner so big and hard you could club an elephant with it. Why, God, why? Why me? Perpetual wood. Permanent hard on. Eleven fucking inches of purple, throbbing stone. There was so much blood in his dick, he sometimes fainted. Even then his dick...
Added 15 Mar 2017 | Category Humor
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In my slumbering sleep Awaiting the night coach In manse macabre Beneath the crescent moon With its pale grin And 'fore the lumbering dark In my dreams I seek Reflection of my dark deep And eternal sins Kisses for tomorrow Of alabaster flesh Grasping of my stiffen The ten of my thrills As silence descends The ink of my tales As I whisper Confessions of a vampire Before...
Added 18 Jan 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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