So I've been here a few years now and it's time for an update.I am first and foremost a romantic gentleman who treats others with the same respect I desire from them. Don't think me totally serious, I'm very light-hearted and playful, I tease and flirt with the best of them. I love to laugh and am just as likely to laugh at myself as I do others. If I can bring a smile to your face, I've done a great thing.I came to Lush in search of something to bolster a lackluster love life, but what I found was so much more. I never expected to form such a strong bond of friendship with a few wonderful people.
Never had the pleasure, but I think it would be hot as hell! I even wrote a poem that had to do something with this a few years back called 'Can I Watch'... ok, yeah - maybe a little shameless self-promotion there
A nooner... no, not that - a nap ;)
Help her out with the kids and housework. You didn't go into anything other than you're not getting yours. Check yourself that you're not just being selfish. Sadly I'm speaking out of experience.
Guess I'm the odd guy out. I've never thought about Cumming on a ladies face. I don't know, just seems degrading/disrespectful to me. Maybe my age has something to do with it.
You mean other than my own? LolDepends on your taste. We have a lot of really talented writers here. Already mentioned are the EC and RR tags, but also look at the winning competition stories.
I prefer to have her feet bare in case I want to bite on her toes Lol... yeah, that too ;)
Why does a woman look so hot fucking in high heels? Men, do you "require" high heels for those special nights? https://upload.lushstories.com/798583066-heels1.gif I think for me, it speaks of desperation and hunger. Slipping off a dress and not wanting to wait for the shoes to come off. If she's dressing up in special lingerie, the shoes make her feel sexy as hell, which is a turn on in itself, but more than that, it's a special package she put together just for my enjoyment... what's not to like?Just for the record, I require nothing of my lover except to be engaged.
The wind whistling through cracks in my window frames ugh
See I feel the opposite way. If you are looking for deep connection, are you happily married (not talking at you directly, just in general)? It makes more sense to have some kink or overall sexual deviancy that it is either too embarrassing to show your S/O or you travel alot for work and you just need the release, or whatever reason why the physical endorphin rush is not there. Again, I go back to the definition of happy. It's different for everyone and we all have varying levels of what is acceptable.
I take the above points, my question was aimed at those that don't tell there partners what they get up to on line! I don't tell her because she would be hurt... why do that unnecessarily? Of course I'm not here to get my rocks off either, just looking for a deep connection.
With closed eyes, Inhale me into Thy mind, My Lady, My Valentine. 'Tis there We can dance The night away While minstrels - The constalations, Fill the air with Celestial melodies. Look deep into these Onyx windows and Examine my soul: Know the breadth Of my devotion, The vastness Of my infatuation, And the depth Of my burning. Allow the inferno Raging within The freedom To singe, No, to...
Added 16 Feb 2015 | Category Love Poems
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If I looked at you just right, Would my emeralds be enough? If I smiled warmly, Spoke softly, Would my whisper-wind Touch your soul? You are the most beautiful Thing my eyes have seen. The softness of a rainbow, or Majesty of the mountains Compares not to what I behold. I have to draw you. I must study your body, Memorize lines and curves... Ponder light as it absorbs, Reflects off...
Added 25 Jan 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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Darkened sun-baked flesh Glistening under dim light, The strong man kneels Before his Mistress, Giving of himself freely. Elbows support veined arms, Upon knees rest thick quads. Lean neck on broad shoulders Vee to muscular hips. A sculpted form awaits the Wicked pleasures ahead. Stubbled square jaw Rests on soft linen while Steely grey eyes lock onto A convienient mirror. He stares at...
Added 28 Nov 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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A sudden gasp Melts into Closed eyes and A warm smile. Simultaneously, A back arches, Pressing head Into crumpled sheets. Hands grasp anything: Fabric, skin, hair... It matters not what. Lips separate, Slightly at first, Morphing into A gaping hole, As moans and Unintelligible words Turn into vulgarities. Muscles contract, Breathing stops, As heat from within Builds, erupting Into a...
Added 07 Oct 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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Morning O Morning, How I love spending time with you As I wake soft and slow. The crispness of your air contrasts my coffee perfectly. Moisture on the grasses absorb into bare feet as I walk down to the lake to Watch your still waters. Living sounds everywhere Fill my ears with your song: Birds and crickets chirp away, Trickling water from a quiet brook, Splashing fish eating...
Added 28 Sep 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Moving on is easy? O I wish this were so. Flying inside my glass jar, With lid screwed tight, Nail holes allowing Barely enough oxygen, Forcing me to forget My natural existence, Else anxious thoughts Thrash my wings Removing precious air. Moving on is easy? O I wish this were so. On the cold, hard bottom Do I lay down to rest. Tossing and turning, My mind is alive with Hauntings of what...
Added 29 Aug 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Rain gently drumming On my black nylon cocoon, My eyes, my mind, Seeing only vague shadows Cast by the dull grey sliver Of what's left of the moon. The night sounds are loud: Crickets, bullfrogs and Something unknown, But memories of you Drown out natures lullaby. Our songs tortuously Loop through my memory, And your image dances Hauntingly before me. Though eyelids clamp tight, This hell...
Added 18 Aug 2014 | Category Love Poems
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The TV watched the Old married couple Sit night after night. Eyes blank, lifeless, Staring at him without Saying a word, Just watching... Tender romance, Sensual love, Hungry lust. Why watch me when Right beside you Sits the one that Used to stir your soul, Make your heart leap, Cause your juices to flow? Smile at each other, Look into eyes that live, Re-introduce your lips And feel each...
Added 27 Jul 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Shining stars brightly hung On a black velvet night, Compares not to the gleam In thine own darkened eyes, When playfully your mind Muses afternoon love. Heavy butterfly wings Pounding dense sky whilst The delicate movements Of thine lashes whisper Seductively into mine eyes, And I am lost as in a trance. Tender lips doth lightly curl, Revealing that smile which Thieves brightness from...
Added 18 Jun 2014 | Category Love Poems
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Tonight, while all is quiet And the whole world sleeps, Meet me under the Fourth star north of the moon. The clouds are springier there And we can bounce one to another, Laughing whilst playing celestial tag. Until we find just the right one, Where we can relax in its softness, Splash our feet in the milky way, And watch Saturn's rings Drip from the sky. There, we can enjoy each other:...
Added 02 May 2014 | Category Love Poems
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