Consume Stories

I do not love you like a whisper on a breeze, Or softly as the warm summer rain. I am consumed each day by a ruthless hunger, That glows like a burning ember buried deep inside. We exist like a fire in potentia, Waiting for the breath from that first kiss To ignite an unforgiving and unrelenting blaze That will devour us both once it is set free. I do not love you like the morning welcomes the sun With the sweet lullaby o...

Comfortable...It is the word that has always described me. Comfortable in my skin, with my femininity. Comfortable in who I was as a sexual being. Then without warning, you simply happened to me.I was unaware of all the things in lifeI did not know or even begin to understand. You came to me and touched my heart, just by gently holding my trembling hand.Kissing you was like breathing, really breathing,awakening as a sexua...

Bare skin dripping Perfect water droplets From a shared showerSoft kisses full of needWhimpered moansWandering handsExploring my skin Nipples so hard Pussy soaking wet Your cock throbbing Crisp white sheets Beautiful naked bodies Twisting, melding Grasps and gaspsGod that first thrust Your name rolling Off my tongueOur bodies creating Music only we hearA dance all our ownThrusting, sweatingYou consume meDevouring meI phys...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Hard and fast,Tight and pumping,Squeezing, clenching,Groping clamourFor all you have andAll I have offered andAll the darkness has bared beneath your steely gaze.Thrust and wetness,Slap and squelching,Hidden places opened wide;Bouncing awkward,Sliding freely,Sweating flesh and gasping breathsMelting beneath the mists of carnal ho...