Lust is such a wonderful state of mind.

To feel the heat of desire.

To lose oneself and all your worries

While your body soars

Higher, harder, deeper, wetter.

Like a siren calling from afar

It whispers hotly in your ear,

“Come to me.  Give in.  Take me for yourself.

My needs.  My wants.  My lust.

My pleasure; such pleasure.

Skin tingles; muscles tighten

But above all else my mind swirls

Oiled by all the naughty, dirty, nasty, nice thoughts

Left over from before.

Yes.  Take me.  Do with me as you like, lust.

About rushmorejudd

Independent author of erotic stories.
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3 Responses to Lust

  1. Kristi says:

    yep, that says it. 🙂

  2. :p

    Love n lust are inseparables : ))

    Nice piece !


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