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Ever had your vibrator die at the worst possible moment?

Yeah. Mid-orgasm.

“Dead Battery, Desperate Measures” is about what happens when a week of pent-up need collides with one very uncharged toy… and a VERY determined woman.

Spoiler: she makes it work 😏

If you like desperation, humor, and a very hard-earned climax, this one’s for you.

Would you have given up… or kept pressing the button?

Upcoming Stories

The Invitation

I'd been coming to this beach for three years and the thrill was dead. Then I saw her — hips rocking slowly in the sand, something metal catching the sunlight between her cheeks, and a half-smile that dared me to keep looking.

She had a spare.

She had a spot.

All I had to do was say yes.

Coming soon.

Library

Down the Garden Path

Open for Debate

Underneath It All (Recommended Read)

Humpday (But It's Saturday) (Recommended Read)

The Line We Crossed

Split Open in Silence

Salt & Ruin

Morning Cravings (Recommended Read)

The Weight of Acceptance

Devil's Trick, Devil's Treat: Hers & His

Frosted

Masks of Desire: Halloween Surrender

Dead Battery, Desperate Measures

Check out my first story, "Down the Garden Path." Here: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/seduction/down-the-garden-path

A playful argument turns heated when a best friend and a boyfriend compete to see who’s better at going down—using nothing but their tongues.
The rules are simple. The reward? Her.
And she’s not walking away dry.

💦 FFM | Oral | Teasing | Threesome
📖 [https://www.lushstories.com/stories/oral-sex/open-for-debate] – Read it now.

"Underneath It All" – A Midday Visit He Won’t Forget (Recommended Read award)

Teaser:

It was supposed to be just another workday for Michael—deadlines, spreadsheets, and meetings stacked to the ceiling.
Until his wife, Erica, walked through the lobby in a raincoat... and nothing else underneath.

She didn’t come to distract him.
She came to remind him.

Of what he’d been missing.
Of who she really belongs to.

Set in a sleek office with a skyline view and not nearly enough privacy, Underneath It All is a short, intense, and deeply erotic story of reconnection, craving, and not-so-innocent surprise visits.

Read it here: https://www.lushstories.com/stories/office-sex/underneath-it-all

A story by my friend "Ealdon"

The Audition

https://www.lushstories.com/stories/occupations/the-audition-3

Humpday (But It’s Saturday)—Married heat, stolen moments, and a dryer that hums in all the right ways. It’s steamy, sweet, and just a little chaotic—kind of like real life.

What happens when you’re too broken to hold yourself together—and the only person you trust offers to break you even further?

The Line We Crossed.

Friends. Heat. Desperation. Love.

Sometimes you don’t just cross the line.
You shatter it.

"I slammed the book against his chest, the sound breaking the silence and forcing his eyes from the page. At last he met me."

When patience gives way to hunger, silence doesn’t stand a chance.

Split Open in Silence — Out now!

Salt & Ruin

The sun beats down. Skin, salt, and strangers.
On a nude beach where everything should feel ordinary, one body refuses to stay still. A climax without touch. A witness undone.
Salt and Ruin is a flash of heat and hunger, where desire rises unbidden and lingers long after the tide.

✨🔥 Morning Cravings 🔥✨(Recommended Read!)

She’s swollen, glowing, restless—and hungry in every possible way. Between late-night bathroom runs, a body that feels both foreign and divine, and a vibrator that doesn’t always cooperate, she learns just how much desire can ache, heal, and transform.

Morning Cravings is a raw, steamy, and tender exploration of love, lust, and self-acceptance in the middle of pregnancy’s chaos. Expect laughter, heat, and heart—all tangled in the sheets.

✨🔥 Morning Cravings 🔥✨(Recommended Read!)

She’s swollen, glowing, restless—and hungry in every possible way. Between late-night bathroom runs, a body that feels both foreign and divine, and a vibrator that doesn’t always cooperate, she learns just how much desire can ache, heal, and transform.

Morning Cravings is a raw, steamy, and tender exploration of love, lust, and self-acceptance in the middle of pregnancy’s chaos. Expect laughter, heat, and heart—all tangled in the sheets.

🎭 Devil's Trick, Devil's Treat: A Matched Pair 🎭

I've just published two stories that are meant to be read together—His and Hers.

Same Halloween party. Same pulsing heat and masked strangers. Same night spiraling into something dangerous and unforgettable.

But two very different experiences of what happens when the music is loud, the costumes are identical, and desire overrides everything else.

These are intensely erotic, beautifully filthy, and don't pull a single punch. Every touch, every forbidden moment is rendered in sharp, visceral detail. The mirroring structure means you get the full picture only when you've read both—and trust me, you'll want to.

Themes: Halloween, Masks, Married Couple, Dual POV, Psychological Intensity, Unapologetically Raw

📖 Devil's Trick, Devil's Treat: His

📖 Devil's Trick, Devil's Treat: Hers

Read them both to see how the night really unfolds. 🔥

Would love to hear what you think.

❄️❄️ Frosted ❄️❄️

The world left her cold. Dismissed. Smiling through gritted teeth. Now, parked at the far edge of the lot, she's going to take something back for herself.

Her car is a perfect, private cocoon. Windows thick with frost, hiding her from the world. Inside, the air is frigid, the leather seat bites her skin, and her breath fogs the silence. This is her moment of release, her defiant act of pleasure in the freezing dark.

But what happens when a moment of perfect privacy isn't what it seems?

🎃🌽 This Halloween, what are you really afraid of? 🌕🔪

The fairground lights beckon.
The haunted maze waits.
But the monsters hunting in the fog…
They don’t want to scare you.
They want to claim you.

Go alone.
Hide in the corn.
Run as fast as you can—
and pray you still remember your safeword when they finally catch you.

MASKS OF DESIRE: HALLOWEEN SURRENDER

Ever had your vibrator die at the worst possible moment?

Yeah. Mid-orgasm.

“Dead Battery, Desperate Measures” is about what happens when a week of pent-up need collides with one very uncharged toy… and a VERY determined woman.

Spoiler: she makes it work 😏

If you like desperation, humor, and a very hard-earned climax, this one’s for you.

Would you have given up… or kept pressing the button?

The Invitation

I'd been coming to this beach for three years and the thrill was dead. Then I saw her — hips rocking slowly in the sand, something metal catching the sunlight between her cheeks, and a half-smile that dared me to keep looking.

She had a spare.

She had a spot.

All I had to do was say yes.

Coming soon.