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Scifihealer

Passion of love with the one I love

Dedicated to one I love.

I caress your soft skin in the morning,you lay nude beside me and sleep,I kiss your tasty nipples one by one,you moan while you dream of me.I rub your clit gently,you open your legs more for me,I bend over you and kiss your slit,you open your eyes slowly.I suck on my lover's clit,you hold my head with both hands,I bring you to the first highs with my tongue,you cry my name while your orgasm overwhelms you.I kiss my way up...

TrickyNightshade

Desire

Her big breasts, sagging a little with age. Wrinkles like rings of a tree, yet just as beautiful. The feelings I have about her. The desire I feel for her, To feel her body pressed against mine. Her breasts against mine, hairy pussy dripping at the sight of my naked body. Stripped of clothing only for her pleasure, Nipples harden as she rubs and pulls. My hands exploring her magnificent body with lust. In between her long...

Anonymous

The essence of desire

Wondering what you mean to your lover...

So who craved who the most? To her it certainly felt that her desire was all consuming, And could burst at any moment, Into a mass of tiny rainbow coloured beads, Which flopped through the air, And crashed onto the hard wood floor, Spreading desire As love spreads into every available space. She bit into her crisp white toast, And sipped juice, And hoped that he Was thinking of her too. She dared not think he would crave...

ShortnSassy

When you have all of this ... You have it all

Sweet whispers and touches

When you feel his hands on your body His exploration of your curves When you hear him whisper in your ear How much he desires and loves you You know, that this is the beginningA need, a lust, a want, a desire, a yearning When his lips touch yours so softlyTasting your passions delight When he caresses your back gentlyLetting his hand glide over your derrière You know, this is the beginning A need, a lust, a want, a desire...

Mazza

Writer’s Block

I cannot write. The words won’t come, They do not flow, they do not run. No musings glowing on my screen, Nor rhyming couplets to be seen. I sit and stare, then stare and sit And that’s about the size of it. * I’m trying write, my words are stuck Type, delete, yet still no luck. My thoughts of you a jumble now. I’d like to say, but don’t know how. So I pick at keys to no avail. I fear this ditty’s going to fail.* Words st...

MollyDoll

For one brief moment

For one brief moment, I curl into myself, The ache and need is building. For one brief moment,The need for comfort is overwhelming, To be touched, To be held, To be special; if only for this once. For one brief moment,The air behind me changes,I feel warm breath on my neck,Followed by soft lips. For one brief moment, Hands glide along my back and into my hair,Fingers grip it tightly, pulling hard.I’m on my back looking up...

Mysteria27

A Man's Bi-Curious Dreams

Looking for something a little different

A couple love together, but the man thinks he's bi-curious,Lustful and sexual thoughts for men, would make his wife furious. He can't think of anything else, it's really very serious. Thoughts of cock-sucking another man makes him hot,Feeling a dick in his mouth would just hit the right spot.He fantasizes of scenarios and different plots. He dreams of another man's hot, salty, cream,These feelings are so hot and this is h...

Beffer

Desire

The birth of the Goddess

'Fore the first breath of dawn was the Morning Star drawnO'er the hills to the East of PaphosWhen the cygnets took wing where the ragged rocks ringThe shores of the isle of mythosFrom the foam and the spray in no royal arrayDid she rise from the waters at dawnKnowing naught but desire that burned as a fireCompleting the high PantheonFrom the sea she ascended as the Graces attendedAnd adorned her in golden raimentThen she...

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Green_Man

The Flames Will Grow

She lit the fire for warmth. The room was cold.It burned with carmine flames, And sanguine expectations of illuminationThat never cameDue to a shortage of lust and passionAmongst the men and women in her life.It was the highest form of praiseFor her to even nodAt someoneToday.That was yesterday,When the scarlet flames flickered and almost died,And now the fire was burning in her hearthAnd in her ruby heartOnce again.And s...

Shylass

Where She Waits

Dances she upon the breezeOf his exhaled and infinite satisfied dreams,With sun scorching pity on her paper heart,So ripped and lost in explosive perfumeWhere her soul creeps in silence,In shadows and void.Waste and void,Waste and void,Waste and void and her long-lost heart-hopeIs a sighing of whispersThat writhe in the moonlight andSquirm in the dayAnd the heat of the nightAnd the thundering skiesWhere her feet kiss the...

wakeupandsmellrose

To K from R, with Love

R has been in love with K for some time now and tonight they are finally fulfilling their fantasies.

I arrive at your place with such a combination of emotions. I’m jittery certainly, to see what we both have in store for each other, but also could not be more excited. I have wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you from across the room. And I was fortunate enough to have you in some capacity, twice even. It has gone from being a nearly inconceivable notion to ever have you inside me to now having such opportunitie...

Anonymous

He sits and waits

An old man remembering young love...

He sits and waits In the doorway of the cafe Shaded from the heat of the summer sun. His chin hunched upon his stick, He sits and waits And he looks, Watching beautiful young couples passing by, Arm in arm, In suits, and loose ties, shirts grimed with sweat And tiny patterned summer dresses, Slung over beautifully curved frames. He smiles a wry smile, Because it’s their turn, he mutters It’s their turn. But still he waits...

avrgblkgrl

A Night Call

Because it is in the quiet The darkest hour The night When sleep holds no lure My body calls for you Even the moon gives no comfort The stars no hope This ache stretches From arm to arm Top to bottom I toss and turn And touch Restless Too hot for comfort In need of your cover To make myself come Is a heartless tease Leaving me wanting you Harder Self love fails As the demon of memory Seduces Even my own breasts Betray me...

Beffer

The Falls

Two solitary women seek solace in nature's beauty but find communion instead

You come for solitude, and solace. This place is your special paradise, upstream, above the torrent of the lower falls, which gather into an awesome cascade, attracting so many to its beauty. But these falls are smaller, more personal in scale, and a harder climb to reach for the throngs of tourists who crowd the base of the falls far below. Here you are alone, feeling the special beauty of a natural wonder which is yours...

Shylass

Invisible

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Lost in a storm of passions unmet,Flayed by the lash ofSalt-sour tears,Flesh trembles cruel from theRaking of the gazeYou do not burnInto my skin.Writhing, entwining on wings ofDank and drearyDismayed dreamsAnd webs asunder,The howl of the moon is as lonelyAnd lostAs IIn its bitter perfume,In its gaping, aching, tightening furyTh...