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I have a secret, I cannot tell. I was taught that, a lesson learned well. I have a new secret, But still I cannot tell. It is forbidden, It would not go well. I am not ashamed, I would take the blame. But still it is a secret, Takes place behind closed doors. Why is it illicit? Why do they say taboo? We care about each other. What does it matter, What it is we do. You are
I followed the throng of bikers across the bridge over the Colorado River and was greeted by a 'Welcome to Nevada' sign and a statue of the Founder. I followed Danny and the others for a quick ride down Casino Drive. The Hotel-Casinos were on the left and on the right, the sweeping desert terrain stretched to the vast purple mountains. Breathtaking stuff. I had never visited Laughlin
She was sitting in her kitchen nook, looking out the window, into the darkness. On a little corner bench, she put her legs up, wrapping her arms around her knees. It was late, she really should be going to bed, but the thought of that big, empty bed was just too depressing right now. She took a sip of her tea, the warmth of it a little bit soothing somehow. Normally she was more of a
I had brunch On the patio Of the cafe On Isabella Street We used to frequent, - Sundays, with The New York Times, Or after work for drinks. I had a pint of loneliness, Wile you smoked clouds And whispered In the trees. The waitress smiled and flirted In the way waitresses do. I flirted back Because her eyes Were azure blue. And in the sky Were contrails Of my searching, Ceaselessly.
It must have been early and I was in that half somnolent state, neither asleep nor awake. I wriggled my body a little, savouring the way the quilt seemed to envelope me in its soothing embrace. I turned onto my side, drew up my knees, pulled the cover even more tightly around me and began to drift off again. I became vaguely aware of the weight of his hand resting on my ribs and I smiled as
I had been living in London, a newly-qualified teacher, working in a really tough school, and it was as bad as that makes it sound. I really wasn't coping, I was being given support, but by Easter I had just about had enough and told the school that I would be leaving at the end of the summer term. They weren't surprised; the place had the same attrition rate on young people as a war zone.
Sink them down into my skin Let your scent Seep into the pores of my soul And raise me up again And again To the heights of ecstasy Until I am breathless And spent Your hard caress And driving thrusts Raking from my body The shameless cries Of wanton desire And unrestrained lust As sweat drips Hot and wet Against the silk Of skin on skin
The Day Love Died The sound of the breeze as it rustles the trees Soft and gentle through the leaves. The breath of the earth as it turns, The beat of my heart as it yearns. I thought our love could never die But now at night I want to cry, Your arms will hold me never more On my true love, I've closed the door. I couldn't stand to hurt inside "So sorry dear," you say, "I lied."
Dr. Raul Maggio came home from work to an empty house. This wasn't an uncommon occurrence as he worked odd hours being a doctor, or at least, that's what he told his wife, Phoebe. The truth was many of his 'odd hours' were actually him having an affair with Cora Larrabee, the wife of one of his colleagues. The pair had been seeing each other for over two years, and Raul prided himself on
I close my eyes and listen to his voice A sweet melody to my heart Intoxicated by your scent It pulls me towards you I know it sounds insane but I'm falling for you You don't know who I am I've been watching you from a distance Can you feel my gaze on you? I need to have you near me I just can't control myself You try to pretend your okay but I see the pain in your eyes
I was just laying in my bed, masturbating over some hot lesbian porn, when I heard the doorbell ring, I raced outside my bedroom, forgetting to pull up my short skirt as I pulled the door open wide. Luckily a cool breeze blew between my legs, stimulating my hot, wet pussy, and it reminded me of the lack of coverage, and I quickly pulled my skirt up from around my ankles, so it was just
It was strange, he contacted me first and his profile stated he was looking for a domme or trans to submit to. I guess the hidden desire to please a man won out. We communicated through mail and messenger for months. We even met for coffee and some groping, where I tested his desire for nipple play, some severe pinching and even squeezed his sac to express the control I wanted and what he
The sun is shining bright and hot; the breeze off the water helps cool a bit but something tells you the day is going to be a hot one...and more than just the temperature. You look particularly sexy in your bikini with your beach wrap loosely draped around you. We meet your friends at their boat and after getting situated on board take a brisk cruise around the lake. After a fun ride with
I was sixteen when I started experimenting with pleasuring myself, and ended up realizing that sticking something big and hard inside my ass felt rather amazing. It was something that I couldn't stop thinking about. I wasn't even especially attracted to guys; they had to be gorgeous with smooth muscle-brimmed bodies for me to pay attention, and I was only interested in their cocks. I
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I'm snuggling down Into bed... I'm Alone Again. I think of you In the velvet blue sky of night Deep with diamonds Lacing, twisting, turning, sparkling, Weaving songs throughout my dreams... Night jasmine fragrances that air; Honeysuckle remnants slowly fall upon the ground To rise again
Hot Summer Days Elena watched the sheer white curtain panel waft in the afternoon breeze. Or it tried to waft in the only few breezes that came through the window. All of the fourth floor apartments always were the hottest in the summer and hers was no exception. Elena laid on her back, legs apart, sprawled out on the small twin bed that took up most of her bedroom. She was naked trying
The castle garden was intricately built with the finest fauna. Every patch of roses and trinket of bushes was carefully pruned to sculpt a beautiful alleyway and a labyrinth of fragrant flowers for the season. Birds merrily chirped as they shared the blessings of this afternoon. In the center of this maze, a small but lovely pavilion lay to give shelter. And in it, the images of 2 maidens
The light inside the tent was notably reduced because the guides had rolled down the sides to hold out the cold night air starting to filter into the desert valley. A series of puffy pillows and comfortable spreads covered most of the floor area keeping the irritating grains of sand at bay. I watched Dolly giving her body a quick wash using the lovely American wipes that worked so well in
They tied Ulysses to the mast before they rowed past the Sirens' rocks; the rowers deafened with wax, so only he could hear their songs and every song they sang was madness in his ears. "We are the Muses, come and be immortal through our Arts," the naked nymphs intoned, plaiting up their hair in knots; their smiles as radiant as the sun; their bodies pale as moonlit lilies. Here and there
What I like most of all is to see two (or three) women giving each other pleasure. This has been my obsessive fantasy since I felt the first stirrings of desire as a teenager, even before I had seen a single erotic or pornographic image. Later, when I could find photos and watch videos, it became for me a kind of cult. Through the love of women, through their excitement and pleasure, I sensed
. Dreaming of your face Your mouth Your gentle laugh Has become an incompletion. This hunger draws me closer To the precipice And a nightmare of unwise wanting. Memories of sweetness Cannot feed my heart. I am torn in the effort To understand this silky binding That tethers me to Stony bareness, So near... So far. You draw away in the gloaming, In
"Jesse," I call out as I spot her walking to her car as she leaves the grocery store. She turns to see who is yelling, a smile casts upon her face as she sees her daddy striding up to talk to his girl. To me, she'll always be my girl even though she already thirty something. "Shopping kiddo?" I say as I get close enough to not have to yell. She giggles, one of those taunting sounds
I knew he was watching me. This wasn't the first time that I caught him standing behind his apartment window that stood directly across from mine overlooking the busy street below. My apartment was on the tenth floor level of a high-rise, and his was one floor higher than mine, giving him a good viewpoint advantage of looking down into my bedroom. I'd only see him at night when I was
I did like licking and sucking on her nipples. They were hard, and her moaning encouraged me to do more. "I want you to like them," she said. "I want you to look at them and play with them." I held each breast in my hands and sucked on each nipple until they turned red. Early on, I realized that Ann was quite vocal. Not only did she moan and groan a lot, but she was also not shy
Six months after our initial steps into role play and mutual masturbation on our honeymoon, my wife and I were taking a trip to a family birthday party. As usual she looked fantastic in a grey wool dress that clung to her body and allowed her blonde (dyed) hair to stand out. I knew she would be wearing a teddy and stockings. That was her normal outfit whenever we went out. The party itself
Ivy nodded absently as she hurried to complete the return for the latest annoying customer that was hell bent on having a conversation with her. She hated this job. With every fiber of her being she hated anything retail related. But this was a necessity as a second job if she wanted to have a new car by the end of the summer. Retail was one of those jobs that could be done without thinking
My friend Claire had been married to her husband Paul for seven years. I thought she was very pretty; 5'2, short blonde hair, blue eyes, solidly built without being overweight, with C cup boobs, gorgeous legs and a shaved pussy. For some time, she'd been telling me that a normal sex life between her and Paul had ended. Any sex that did take place had become a little risqué and rarely in
It was only a blind date. Nothing expected. Instead, it was incredible! Helen's friend had asked her to come out to the pub to meet some guy. He was her current lover's mate who was just in town for the night. Could she just come out to make things even? Not much of a pub goer, but happy to help her friend, Helen agreed to be picked up at 7:30pm. When the phone rang at six she hadn't
I'd never imagined that explaining sex to my little girl would be such a...daunting and well, exhilarating experience to be quite honest. I had thought her new to the world of sex and as a parent assumed the role of introducing her, when in all actuality it was her who taught me a thing or two. To give you a little background on myself, my name is Raymond Cresioni, I'm 40 years of age and
Honey Johnson shivered, but she wasn't sure whether it was the cool air of the room that made her do it or her own excitement. She had been brought to this place by her Master because she had been mouthy, and now she was to be punished for her ill-advised rantings. It probably wouldn't have been quite so bad, she thought to herself, if she hadn't ended her part of the conversation with a "No,