1. She Got Highlights In Her Hair


    Date: 4/29/2017, Categories: Love Poems, Author: flytoomuch, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    “I’m going to cut it all off!” My girlfriend said wearing her spicy saucy grin. As she headed for the top beauty salon My nerve-wracking hair anxiety did begin. I love my baby’s long thick brown amorous hair I nuzzle and I stroke her cute abundant curls I grab luxuriant fistfuls when we make hot love As a fevered passion for my alluring girl unfurls. I love my darling’s special brunette coif I cherish her ponytail and waves so subtly lush To gaze at such a wondrous head of hair Can make a man’s cheeks pink with blush. “Don’t do it!” I implore with a dollop of shame I know I am such a very egocentric selfish man. My brunette beauty giggles departing gleefully With her tousled gorgeous head of hair—I am a big fan. To lose six-inches? Or even more I fear, Is truly my despair and will be love’s pure disaster! If she cuts it short, cuts it all off—a perky pixie do? I will pray and pray it grows back faster. I know I should love my treasured darling, No matter the length of her ornamental locks But if my heart speaks ever truthfully I love her in long hair and fetching flowery frocks. “You’ll love it short and pixie,” She says with such calm sincere aplomb Not knowing how her teasing jabbing jest Creates havoc for her man’s heart—like a bomb. I fretfully frown in my lover’s hair despair, Thinking my lot in love and her hair is lost. My sexy girlfriend is off to an expensive salon The huge bill rendered will not be the only cost. I sit and mope morosely about our doomed house In ...
    my short hair induced gloom and depression. I’m perturbed wondering how my special darling will look When she returns and reveals her new impression. I hear her car arrive. I can hear her car door slam, The butterflies in my tummy fly about insane The anxious anxiety I feel inside is so intense It’s a kind of long hair lover’s tormented pain. The front door swings opens and there she is Imagine my flustered face—frankly my total shock. It’s all still there, my lover’s lush long hair, My jaw gapes in total disbelief; I cannot talk. She giggles and she smiles in sunny girly mirth As I realize her perky ploy has been entirely a ruse. In one scoop I sweep her into my hungry arms Her new blonde accented coif has lit my sexual fuse. Cradled my princess touches her new amazing “do” She purrs and grins in kittenish female delight. “Do you like my new blond highlights, baby?” I grin ever so widely as you know a man might. I’m angry, ashamed and yet I’m saved: I chuckle! I throw my damsel in distress over my shoulder She yelps and giggles and pretends to struggle My horny new hair desire is inflamed even bolder. “You fooled me, girl!” I exclaim in conjured faux anger. “You didn’t remove an inch!” I blusteringly fume. I throw my pet playfully onto our bed. She laughs! I pounce before her silly hair joke can resume. She chortles. We struggle. I am now a happy man. Fingers pull and tug at her clothing soon askew I remove her top and unclasp her bra, I go for her mini skirt. She slaps me, ...
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