No the avatar isn't me.. but it's close.. we are both scraggly.. he's a movie star.. I watch movies.. go figure.. Disregard the join date on my bio.. I've been on Lush since 2009.. and I've met some pretty amazing people.. and some not so great.. but there's no light without dark so we do the best we can.. For myself, I chose to abandon the social aspects of this site for the more modest benefits Lush has to offer of reading and occasionally writing.. I don't collect avatars for the sake of Lush bling.. the few friends I do still have are loyal and close to me, as I am to them..
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I would save Aletheia..
Is this a serious thread? I'm not sure how there is even an ongoing patter about it.. there are no Gods.. religion is an industry.. period.. anyone giving money to a religious group should be required to deposit the same amount of funds in my bank account.. the Pledge is nothing more than a tactic.. and prayer in school is merely a distraction from education.. I have spoken..
It has been my experience that having a "type" predisposes you to being a "type".. once you exclude the infinite possibilities offered by a more open-minded approach, you have eternally sentenced yourself to drive up windows instead of fine dining.. my GF isn't my type.. she is my everything..
My 36Ds, my eyes and my smile Let me be the first to agree..
Yes of course.. but the most fun is when you see an old show and watch someone in a small bit part who eventually became a big star...
Never even occurred to me..
I prefer watching.. but yes I have had sex in front of others..
Still hate fried liver and onions..
Just another day..
I love moaners, especially ones who are trying to be quiet, but can't! Whimpers and moans are much preferred to grunts and screams.. the quivering breaths in my ear will work every time...
It seems the older I get, the more I reflect, Taking stock if you will of life’s pantry. A storeroom filled with faces and names, The loves and lies that made up every relationship. Emotional deception was never a cause. Failure was always a result of perception. Theirs or mine. Usually mine. Salvage became a specialty. Sad are my thoughts about that now. How unfair...
Added 07 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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There isn’t a place I haven’t been, Or a place I wouldn’t go. There isn’t a path I’ve never taken, I chased my dreams both high and low. I thought I knew each journey chosen, Each fantasy I sought to explore. Lines were crossed so many times, Rules were broken and signs ignored. I lived and loved each moment chosen, Not thinking about the pain or cost. The plans and schemes...
Added 05 May 2013 | Category Love Poems
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She was there all along, Like the rhythm within a song. Her melody playing behind your eyes, Hummed in silence without knowing why. Patiently waiting for you to see her, The pain of loving you she would willingly endure. She consoled herself with your voice from a distance, Leaving no doubt she suffered by her resistance. Each moment stolen twixt night and day, Left...
Added 23 Apr 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Friend me she said, I remember the day. So many months ago, But seems like just yesterday. Chat me she said, You seem like a nice guy. I don’t have many friends, So I gave it a try. Kiss me she said, Come closer to me. Trapped by her charms, She led me so easily. Touch me she said, Her body was mine. How could I not? Even if only online. Fuck me...
Added 12 Apr 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Never to hear your voice again, Never to see your face. Never to know your touch, Or the taste of your lips on mine. Never to look into your eyes, Or feel your heart beat against mine when we dance. Never to turn in bed and find you there, Or know the depth of your wetness. Never to make you laugh, Or hear you cry for me. Never to share your thoughts, Or catch your scent...
Added 31 Dec 2012 | Category Love Poems
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Hi. Doc Johnson in the house... pull up a chair... take a deep breath... and listen... I’m talking to you. You know who you are. Yeah, YOU! What the hell did you think would happen when you consistently planned your private quiet time so that you could log onto a chat site? Did you think you were safe hiding behind a keyboard? That your fears and unhappiness and emotions wouldn't be...
Added 26 Nov 2012 | Category Taboo
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The rush of blood to parts extreme, Swollen and hard and so easily seen. A quickening heart and a gasp denied, Desire now felt you cannot hide. Eyes will find what the body displays, Lust will seek what the mind portrays. Senses working as nature intended, Desires entwined and skillfully blended. Sight becomes the leading host, A path to that you desire the most. Grace...
Added 06 Nov 2012 | Category Love Poems
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You are the best is what she said. The best that ever was in her bed. We walked some paths never tread. But now she fucks someone else instead. I get the tricks and I get the game. But the fucking rules are never the same. Some want rough and some want tame. It’s enough to drive a man insane. So once again I have no clue. What the fuck is a guy to do? Do I Skype so they...
Added 03 Nov 2012 | Category Love Poems
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Each night she rises in my sky, This moon who lights my screen. For hours each night she and I Explore the world of dreams. She makes the keyboard a magic place, Where all things become so real. I lose track of all time and space As I get lost in how she makes me feel. The hours apart are far too great, As the rising moon fills my mind. My urges and fantasies all must wait, ...
Added 01 Oct 2012 | Category Love Poems
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" All I want is sex," she said. To get her naked body in bed; I only think with my little head. There are other things to talk of instead. It started out with passion and lust On an adult sex site; that’s normal, I trust. But treating each other with respect is a must Or else this relationship is for sure a bust. She lives east and I live west, Balancing families and jobs,...
Added 30 Sep 2012 | Category Love Poems
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