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[LustfulOne50]

This is a very nice poem! I saw your post about majoring in Expressive Writing... You must be topping the class!

I use to have fun destroying my female professor she would go ga ga over my writing ...like shooting fish in a barrel when it came to grades.

 

[LustfulOne50]

Written by a friend of mine many moons ago...she was a awesome writer.

By Raelyn




FANCY’S FANTASY


It was a cold damp night, the thunder clouds were roaring in anticipation of what was to come.

As I go outside to gather more wood for the already glowing fire inside,
I suddenly turn to see a tall dark stranger off in the distance. I stand frozen with anticipation, (you see I’ve been alone for some time now and how I long for the touch of masculine hands once again).

Slowly the tall dark stranger approaches, my knees shaky, my stomach
acing , from fear no, fear is no where to be found within me, just this burning desire to touch and feel a man again next to my body. I don’t understand why I don’t fear this man, but desire only deepens my soul.

As he draws closer, the light from the barely piercing moon shines upon his rugged but beautiful face - he smiles and I return the gesture, never once leaving the look in his eyes or he mine. He slowly moves towards me to reveal himself in his entirety under the moons glare.

I welcome him inside from the coming storm and he accepts with delight, (Never knowing what a magical night was about to unfold).

He takes the wood from my arms, gently touching my skin, I tremble with hunger, hunger like never before felt within from this stranger of the night.

Oh how I hunger for this man of the night, his mysterious blue eyes, his rugged features, but yet, the softness I can see in his face. I hunger for the touch of his long fingers on my silky soft flesh and his wide tender lips upon mine.

He follows behind as we go inside, gently shutting the door behind him!!! As we enter the pallor, the scent of musk fills the room and he turns and walks towards me. As he slowly approaches to introduce himself, I reach out my hand as he takes hold with both of his, our eyes transfixed on each other never losing sight of one another.
My name is Jesse McAllister and mine is Fancy, Fancy huh???, the name suits you Ms. Fancy., “he replies”.

There is an unbreakable bond between us, a desire which we both can
feel. Without warning or another word he slowly moves down to my wanting lips and engulfing my lips his tongue pressing against mine, I fall into his spell, knees trembling and thighs acing for this man, I allow whatever follows to happen naturally and with anticipation.

His fingers slowly move to my face, I ease my cheek into his palms feeling the warmth of his strong hands pressing against my flesh, he
studies my face with his fingers, rolling softly over my lips, then cheek and finally my chin, he raises my chin so our eyes meet, never once stopping the caressing of my burning flesh.

Slowly, as we stare into each others gazes his fingers gently move down my neck, to my exposed shoulders and strongly over my blouse to my hard and excited nipples. Caressing eagerly through my blouse while never losing sight of my eyes, he slowly removes one button at a time,
exposing my soft but firm breasts, I arch back longing for more of this stranger of the night.

With my blouse dropping to the floor, this stranger does magical and exciting things to my flesh, his tongue caressing my nipples as his hands squeeze the skin around, one hand playing with my breast the other makes its journey to the center of my pleasure. Lifting my skirt to reveal my silky thighs, his fingers gently feel the fire burning inside of me a fire that has burned for many years longing to be put out by this mysterious man.

Transfixed and numb, I allow his fingers to explore more of me, as I reach my hand up to gently feel his strong and masculine chest my hand lightly touches the longing in his pants, slowly I undo the button
to allow his swollen hardness to show through, he moans with delight from the touch of my hand engaged around his swollen and large manhood.

Our nude bodies now pressed tightly together, he lifts me up to reach his swollen head, not placing it into my hungering hole, but teasing me with his desire and lust.

Slowly he lowers us to the floor before the roaring glow of the fire. Eyes transfixed, again he searches my soul for the right moment of ecstasy, his strong hard body lowering to mine, our lips and tongues dance in unison exploring all to be explored, with his hands gently on my face, our tongues part as he slowly moves down my body to find the spot he knows will give me most pleasure, with my body trembling and aching for him, he reaches the spot. Hot sweet juices flowing like never before, he gently licks the juices from my hot love tunnel, my hips thrust against his tongue to feel all I can have of this stranger of the night, he responds with delight and enthusiasm, my back arched as trembling overcomes my entire body, I reach and explosion I never new to be possible, my head light by body tingling with relaxation and
never once did the stranger let up licking the juices that flowed from within.

He lifts his head and slowly pulls me towards him, as we sit in front of the fire our bodies and fingers explore once more, I lean him back to get a look at the longing he has for me. Moving towards his long hard manhood, my lips gently move over the head of his swollen shaft, my tongue teasing the skin around, “he moans”.

As my lips move deeper down he thrusts with excitement and joy to only follow each movement of my lips, then suddenly he grabs me and
fills me with his pleasure tool. Our bodies tightly entwined, our rhythm in unison, our passion sparked by fire, harder and deeper I go longing to please the man that has pleased me so. My hips thrusting to his, hungering to please the fire within us both. Our moans are heard
over the valleys, our hearts pounding hard and strong, gasping for a breath as our bodies pound against each other, our tongues dancing as if a ballet, harder we push for that final feeling of ecstasy .

Moaning with pleasure and desire our bodies jerk as each reach orgasm in unison, our pulsing thighs reel in delight, the tingling shared by both as our bodies slowly relax against each other hoping with anticipation that the night will never end, knowing what morning will bring.

The sun will rise and the stranger of the night will disappear as he mysteriously appeared the night before, leaving only faded memories of my one glorious night with the stranger in my soul.

THE END

 

[LustfulOne50]

Good evening to the writers and wordsmiths of the verse...Lady's and ^5 Gents.

 

[done_got_old]

Good evening to the writers and wordsmiths of the verse...Lady's and ^5 Gents.

I don't want a !

 

[LustfulOne50]

I don't want a !

MMMM I have something special just for you my pet.

 

[availableslave2u]

stopping in to wish lusty a wonderful day

 

[LustfulOne50]

stopping in to wish lusty a wonderful day

The same to you sweet slavey....even though it id now morning it is a great start for great day and I wish you have one.

 

[Dumpling]

 

[LustfulOne50]

HOT!!!! I love the spin cycle...Good morning to my favorite Dumpling in the world.

 

[LustfulOne50]

Another story sent to me by close writer and very loving friend at the time.

A Summer’s daze
Written by Fancy

It is a hot summer's day, I need a break. Walking slowly along the path
leading
to the stream, it seems cooler under the trees. Walking along the bank of
the
stream, I decide to sit down and put my feet in the cool water. MMMM....
What was that? Something slid by almost touching me. Quickly getting up,
I look into the water and see a beaver gliding the current. It was so
graceful in
the water, sliding around the rocks, following it down stream. Shortly I
could
see where it was going, a dam ahead. It was a magnificent work, holding back
a small pond. The beaver bobbed over the top of the dam into the pond,
suddenly
diving and coming up with a piece of wood to continue the construction. I
sit
at the edge of the dam watching it work. Gliding trough the water with no
effort.
Diving without a splash, bring its material to needed spots. Returning to
the
middle of the pond, gliding along the surface of the water, suddenly the
beaver
changed direction. Then I could see a dark movement where the beaver was.
The beaver continued on, diving, returning immediately to the surface, the
dark
movement was close by again. The beaver dove and there were two dark figures
in the water. Swimming apart and then back at each other, circling, meeting
for brief seconds beneath the surface. The beaver came to the surface,
looking
around. It had disappeared. The beaver then continues its work only to be
interrupted again. This engagement was longer, streaming through the water
belly to belly, almost touching. Sliding away, coming together again, a
waltz
throughout the pond. This beaver has found its mate. Finally to the surface
they
both came, gasping for air and then back to the dance. Swirlling around each
other,
making ripples in the water. It was a wonderful summer's afternoon matinee.
The subsurface love making was actually arousing me. I could feel my nipples
harden and a tingle in my sex. Taking a deep breath, lying back on the cool
damp
bank, thinking, drifting away in my thoughts, brought back by the sound of
snapping twigs, something was there. A darkness in the trees. Now gone.
I must be dreaming. Getting up, looking for the beaver lovers, they too
gone.
Walking along the bank of the pond, a shadow on the water, I turn to see.
Nothing. This heat must be getting to me. I shed my clothes and enter the
water
of the pond. Oh, so refreshing, I slide beneath the surface, swimming,
turning
through the water. Gliding to the surface for some air, something slides by
me,
making the water rush against my skin. They are back. I look into the water
and
nothing is to be seen. Feeling the sun warm me again, I dive again. Ah, a
cool
stream. The shadow passes over me, quickly, never touching, gliding by. A
chill
runs through my body. To the surface, there you are, waist deep in the
water.
Half a smile and eyes sparkling in the sun. Golden drops of water fall from
your
hair. Stunned I could only stare. You slide below the surface and I can see

your form gliding towards me, circling me. You surface behind me, almost
touching.
I lean towards you. You slowly lean back entering the water again. You
glide along
under me, turning in the water, making it rush around the whole length of my
body.
The sensation is almost too much to bear. Coming to the surface you put
your arms around me and I can feel the water rushing between us. Ooooohhhhh.
Just standing there, the sun beating down warming us again. You turn me
around.
I look into your eyes seeing the desire and need. You lift me partially out
of the
water and high onto your chest. Laying back in the water, you stroke by
breast,
then taking the nipple into your mouth, gently sucking. The coolness of the
water,
the warmth of your mouth, sends tremors thoughout my body. You let go of me
and
I glide along the water, turning reaching back for you. I come up behind
you, touching
you from calf to shoulders, reaching around you, gliding my hands over your
chest,
down your sides, over your hips, even in this cold water you have become
hard.
Cupping your hardness in both hands, holding you, making the water rush over
your
cock, you lean harder against me. I glide away and you slowly drift
downwards.
Gliding over you, you reach out and pull me in. Our sexes touch and again I
tremble.
Slowly coming to the surface for a breath, gliding back down, I slide down
your
body, stopping at your knees, taking your hardness into my mouth. Mmmmm....
Sucking, running my tongue up and down your shaft, I can taste your salty
sweetness. The glide suddenly stops, you are standing, looking into the
water and
there they are continuing their dance around us. Off they go. Submerging
and
pulling me with you, a passionate kiss arouses us both again. Touching each
other,
feeling the sparks between us, working our way to the bank. We emerse from
the
water lying down on the grass, glistening in the sun. Our hands search and
seek
over our bodies. You sucking my breasts, touching my sex, me holding you,
stroking you, touching all over, feeling the passion embrace us. Rolling
over and
over in the grass, suddenly feeling your hard cock enter me sending rushes of
pleasure throughout my body. Moving in an ever increasing rhythm we have
become
one. You fill me with your juices. As the rhythm slows my walls are still
pulsating
against your softening cock. You relax against me calming me. Rolling once
again
in the grass laughing, we stop lying side by side, kissing enjoying the
warmth of
the sun. Slowly rising you take my hand and help me up. Back to the pond,
gliding
through the water, swimming side by side. Hesitantly coming out of the
water,
dressing, slowly walking down the path to home, we hear the slap of a beaver
tail
on the water.

 

[LustfulOne50]

Good Morning Lit world, may your lust for life surpass your ability to enjoy it.

Ladies and ^5 Gents..have a great day...me I'll be a sleep soon.

 

[done_got_old]

Good Morning Lit world, may your lust for life surpass your ability to enjoy it.

Ladies and ^5 Gents..have a great day...me I'll be a sleep soon.

Why were you up so late?

 

[LustfulOne50]

Why were you up so late?

Working my sweet pet...working all night.....protecting the secure life a group of seniors...keeping them out of harms way.

 

[LustfulOne50]

Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit!

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure has turned about,
When they might have won had they stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow!

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint to the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the task when your hardest hit,
It's when things seem the worst, that you must not quit!

Love
Lustfulone50​

 

[LustfulOne50]

Autumn Leaves Waltz
by LustfulOne50

As each fall comes to it end and the colors grow
bright in preparation for their
Autumn waltz
I watch and think to myself
In Awl, their beauty
and in time they break free
of bonds they cling to of their youth
to dance with their partner in the
in the autumns breezes that seem to
chill. Yet they dance together in
their waltz so gracefully so care free
as if they know this is their time to enjoy
that fleeting moment of life and it will pass.
And time will pass unannounced with no fanfare
and yet some time in another spring the leaves
will bloom again and with luck and the hand
of fate and a leaf or two or maybe even three
will find that spirit of that leaf they shared
a once Autumn Waltz with and may they be
as lucky as I, for I to have found that partner
to dance that waltz with one more time

“Your Hand My dear”​

 

[LustfulOne50]

Good morning, afternoon or evening and night if it so be.... for Ladies and ^5 to the gents...have a good one and remember those who have just left our midst.

 

[LustfulOne50]

Days of Summer

The morning sun sparkles
in drops of dew that lay
gently on soft flower petals.
The smell of the morning grass
as it breathes it's fresh perfume
into the air. Oh, the warmth of the sun
as it caresses your body and shows
you sweet softness. Just to lie there
in the morns first rays and gaze upon
your beauty. My insides smile intently
as I roll over to you and give you a
new morning kiss on your sweet lips.
I roll back to watch you and notice the
reflection of the sun raze dance off a gold
band I placed on your finger. A smile
crosses my lips knowing this morning is the
first day as one.
I Love You​

 

[Cinner]

Good Morning Lit world, may your lust for life surpass your ability to enjoy it.

Ladies and ^5 Gents..have a great day...me I'll be a sleep soon.

May your lust for life inspire you to move mountains and conquer new worlds, Lusty. You have a phenomenal place here.

 

[LustfulOne50]

May your lust for life inspire you to move mountains and conquer new worlds, Lusty. You have a phenomenal place here.

LOL it does seem to be my little of the world and door is open to every set and coffee, brew or soda and there light snacks in the icebox..just a place to think and have fun maybe even chew the fat and a new and old writers stage. there is a bed in the back for those special moments to.

 

[Cinner]

Do I submit to you or post straight here?

 

[Dumpling]

Have an exciting Hump Day Hun-

 

[LustfulOne50]

I hope to day is the day I find my sunshine in life and she is real.

 

[LustfulOne50]

Have an exciting Hump Day Hun-

MMM yes...got to love that rear....mmmmm yummy my sweet Dumpling

 

[LustfulOne50]

A Prayer


The light inside your window dimmed
And I whispered a silent prayer
"May sweet dreams come to you my sweet lady;
Slumber softly in peaceful bliss;
And may the good Lord shepherd you
Through the night without fear."
Know that I am thinking of you,
That I will be with you
Through this night
Even though we are apart.
I could almost hear you sigh,
The air gently crossing your lips,
As you drifted slowly into the night's embrace.
I wished to myself
And privately to God
That I could be the night
And hold you while you sleep.

I love you my lady of love.
LustfulOne50

 

[LustfulOne50]

Good evening all