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Collared and Caged

I feel it tighten around my neck as I look up into his eyes that pierce right through mine I can smell the fresh leather, I can feel the metal studs pushing into my flesh I moan as I hear the clasp shut, He steps back to admire his new pet “You belong to me and only me now” He attaches the leash, and smiles down at me, He kisses my head and leads me to my cage. He shuts the door and...Read On


The Very Model of a Modern Maiden Genital

Smart looking is good, but smart thinking is better

Tina Newton was a student But, alas she wasn't prudent. Tina wanted so much to be As smart a girl as she could be. But Tina wasn't all that bright And seldom did she get things right. She thought a 'model of discretion' Was a woman who was undressin' So Tina studied so she could be A nude model for photography Or in some school's life class Modelling bare boobs and ass....Read On


If You Had Me Tonight

Letting my mind wander, wondering what if...

If you had me tonight, Would your desire look like mine? Would you take me? Would you slowly walk across the room, Keeping your eyes fixed on me, Studying me as if I was your protégé? Would you look at me, Make deliberate eye contact, Looking me up and down, Head to toe, giving me a sly smile? Would you slowly move forward, Leaning into my ear to whisper, "I want to take you tonight"? ...Read On


My Green-Eyed Temptress

...has eyes that mean so much to me.

My Green-Eyed Temptress Has eyes that are Bright Shining Alluring Inviting Mysterious Playful Vexing My green-eyed temptress has eyes that are Pools of love laced with golden glitter Pin pricks of desire boring into me Hints of passion yet to come Beacons of hope on a dark stormy night within my soul Transforming me Helping create a revival of passion within my soul A window...Read On


Another Side of Lady BIC

I don't know why I'm confessing this urge I have. Baring my soul, I guess.

Will naughty Lady BIC be icy Or hot when she's feeling feisty? Will she choose to be seen While she's being obscene ? Because she's not a prude She may walk about nude To the local corner store Where the clerk will adore Her every naked skin pore. Confidence she will exude As she walks back home nude Not caring if she has been By either man or woman seen. Her naked...Read On


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

The Sunshine of Your Love

Thank you for your love

The glow of bright rays on my closed eyelids, Gently caresses my face and the tears evaporate. Your love lights up my face and brings a smile Turning up lips and eliminating the pout. ~o~ As the warmth of your love touches every part of me, Caressing my naked skin, stroking my hair, I feel lighter, safer, loved and protected Safe in the knowledge that I am in your thoughts. ~o~ ...Read On


Spanking Pros and Cons

Spanking is good for the soul

It probably slips your mind how painful Spanking can be, because you gain full Pleasure while your bare ass lies over a knee Each slap giving great pain but also much glee. Submission is more than mere obsession. It's a feeling of self, much like confession. For flagellation and full-naked exposure Gives the submissive disclosure and closure. If that seems a bit contradictory, Image how...Read On

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a safe distance

I feel you draw near as I watch the stars move across the sky and travel with them in light years of space and empty dreams. your warmth, your aura, your breath envelops me drawing me back into the earthly realm. music plays in a room of smoke and mirrors and fills me with you. we move to a rhythm that belongs to us and your hands play my body. fingers caress my breasts ...Read On

Let's Dance

I will not say your name My lips are yours Yet I hesitate to say it Your presence is known Your thunder rumbles   Loud in the darkened sky Words that bring comfort At a distance,a symbol One that only you And I share,ours Soothing kisses Warm touch Wet desire Heated passion Look up into the night See those shooting stars Feel them burn your soul ...Read On


Q is for Quarterback Pass

Win or lose, it's how you play the game and screw your opponents

Football is a rough contact sport. Whether you’re tall or you’re short, For when on offense Or playing defense, Your muscles and bones can contort. So it shouldn’t surprise you to hear The rules of the game are quite clear. When you play with the pros, They say anything goes Including filling your foe with great fear. This gridiron culture has bred Men who...Read On


An Ode to Love and Lust

Just for fun, a poem about choosing the right man

I loved you from the very start I’ll love you ‘til the end You’ll always have a hold of my heart You’ll always be my friend I don’t want you throw it all away Unless you feel you must But I know you feel that come what may You’ll never be able to trust I know you think you’re not a man ‘Cause you think I’ve been untrue But you cannot give me what he can It’s the same for him and you ...Read On


It Hurts

I Wrote It In Three Minutes And Was Drunk

It Hurts Agony, Anguish , Disappointment , Devastation, Frustration , Humiliation, Fear, Anger , Sadness , Pain, Destruction, Only that you left in my soul. My soul is broken into a thousand pieces. Love, Goodness, Compassion , Hope, Passion , Happiness , Life, Sensitivity, Sanity, That erased off the face of my heart. ...Read On


Make Him My Pet

I want you that I cannot deny; you bring a sparkle to my weary eyes. You give me something I’ve been longing for; I can’t wait for you to be knocking on my door. It is more than mutual chemistry that sets us on fire; of your teasing ways I will never grow tired. Good friends that’s how we started and why it feels right; now I am dreaming of your sexy ass each night. My hubby even gave...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


Southern Rose

Blood red beauty In the breeze Dipping, swaying, dancing Flower of dawn And child of eve Bending, blowing, whispering Newborn bud And blooming glory Sighing, crying, wanting The petals fall The thorns remain Wilting, dying, falling...Read On


D is for Double-Dare

The devil in me made me do it

D is for Double-Dare There are always two parts to a double dare. The first, the hardest, involves being aware. Before one can consider taking dare pledges, One must conceive of life with sharp edges. Crossing a cutting edge, trying something new In ones mind presents an unimaginable you. This is nothing less than an act of creation, It is spirit more than...Read On


K is for Kinky Kissing

When you say 'cock', you've said a mouthful!

Lips, tongues, teeth Follow opening lines We give each other. Bawdy lines tempt Body lines crossed Into taboo territory. His stiff upper On her wet lower Licking lips kiss. Above, tongue thrust Into ear licking lobe Quieting sounds hush. Wanton whispering Lips sink words Into her hearing Him lying with abandon Promising offers Sealed with a kiss. ...Read On



I take a deep breath. My world starts to shake. I look in your eyes, Give you my soul to take. A sweet kiss lingers, Slowly getting stronger. I don't know if I can take this, If I can take this any longer. My heart starts racing. This is the world I'm facing. But I let you in. My heart's for the taking. I can't stop these feelings. What is the meaning? I'm opening up slowly, Wearing my...Read On


Can you?

A short poem

Can you feel it inside, this heat and this flame? Can you tell what it is? Can you speak its name? Will you put up your guard to keep it at bay? Endlessly fighting the inevitable away? Does my intensity frighten? Is my ardour too much? Can you feel the sparks fizzle each time that we touch? Will you let them caress you, and feed on their power? Or will you shun them and let their vibrancy sour?...Read On


Cyranose too much for his own good

Lines on lines invite more than lines

Would you dare play Cyrano To a cyberotic Roxanne? As words alone between us flow, Stir lust like love letters can.   Your faults are hid behind a bush. You're false but still command My heart to beat, my cheek to flush; Folly's fervent fire you've fanned.   I sent messages, goodness knows, I'd better sense, you'd think. My lusty scents from them arose Like perfumed pages’ ink.   Can...Read On



Take a breath. Look at me. See my heart. It beats for thee. It took a while For me to find Someone like you, Someone to call mine. I've had it rough. Can't you see I've been crushed? But that's not what you see in me. You're the girl I've been awaiting. So, palms sweaty, My whole body shaking, I will fall. These times are hard, But baby, just maybe, We can conquer all And prove...Read On


Anatomy less on

Let your ( or his or another hers ) fingers do the walking But come back slow

Walking fingers took a tour On bare land but not barren. A ticklish trek, that's for sure. For no clothing was she wearin'.   Light steps across two robust mounds These fingers reached their peaks Ascent so smooth, rapture abounds At the summit with gentle tweaks.   They travelled taut tummy terrain Taking care not to tickle, But flashed fast past that flesh plane And impressed not a mickle....Read On


Love With In

In Stead of Loving the Man I was with  I pushed him away I didnt know how to Love him He was very good to me for a long time Then our Love turned South I have searched my soul for reasons why All I found I did not know how to Love Him I am learning to love through my soul and heart Not just my head Through Music and writing too Im learning to love for my future self For the one...Read On


T is for Tickle Teasing

ticklish subject this ealy foreplay

Girls who say they like to tickle Barefoot boys can be so fickle. For first they stimulate boys' toes, But after that, it's anything goes. Usually, the very first things to go Are his shirt and pants, you know. Then she'll pull off his underpants. The nude boy won't have a chance. Because then that gal will surely tickle That bare boy's balls and prick-pickle, So stiff, hard...Read On


Further Down The Rabbit Hole

Sweat glistens in pale light, blood boils to the surface turning to steam. Tears fall from pleasure tickling and teasing, twinging on pain. Vision blurs, chocking on air while desperate eyes roll back like heads in a child's story. White hot screams as blood fly's from the sky a whisper of what once was. Pale mirrors glisten in the moon light twisting into fragile smiles.  ...Read On


X is for Xenia

Xenia: in ancient lore, the ancient Greek custom of hospitality, including the giving of presents

A buxom maiden of nineteen years was Xenia Xerxes Whose step-dad told her, his guests she must please. Xenia most happily obeyed As her body she displayed Naked for all newcomers to see, squeeze and seize. Now, her step-dad, Pimpopulous, owned an inn Where many travelers from afar would drop in To enjoy their host’s treats Like his step-daughter’s teats As their...Read On



Body straining Spine arching Raking fingers Down my body. A probing tongue Hot and wet Seeking my centre My pleasure. Trembling thighs And clenching hands Gripping hair Soft moans and gasps. Steal my breath And push me higher Thrust and suck Lick and flick Hard then soft Fast then slow. I close my eyes, Sink in sensation. Aching...Read On



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


Q is for Quickie

There once was a girl named Nicky Who was known for giving a quickie. This eighteen year old lass Very often missed class Because she’d been sucking some dickie. Now our Nicky was no common slut. You might say she was anything but. She just wanted to know How boys’ penises grow When into a girl’s mouth they are put. She took sex education quite seriously, ...Read On