1. The Poet and his Muse


    Date: 10/24/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    can’t let this happen. I can’t.” “But you want it, too. I see how you look at me. I can feel your desire for me. You don’t know me very well, but I know I'm meant to be here. You told me you just wrote two sonnets and you know it’s because I’m here. I’m right, aren’t I?” “This is crazy.” Jason swallowed and took a deep breath. “No it’s not, Jason, your poetry brought me here. It was bringing me here ever since the day I found your book in that old bookstore. It’s what caused my old boyfriend to feel jealous and leave and why I had fantasies of you.” “I don’t believe this is happening.” Jason felt her intensity as she held his hand and with her other hand reached for his face, touched his cheek, then cupped the back of his head and pulled him to her lips. She kissed him harder and was awakening in him the desires he had been fighting. Now his lips met hers and he knew he wanted nothing more than to devour her mouth and open his heart and accept, even at his age, what she was offering him. He loved how their tongues felt swirling madly when she suddenly moved and straddled his legs. They wrapped their arms around each other and embraced as they kissed. He felt her breasts crushed against his chest. His hands moved and held her ass and they started grinding harder. She started humping him as their intense lust grew hotter. He lifted her and they stood by the table embracing each other, kissing madly before moving to the long green couch on the other side of the room, where she ...
    pulled him down on her body, her legs spreading to welcome him, and they felt each others' desperate desire to express what was causing their hearts to beat faster, their breathing to rise, their passion to take them to the ecstasy they craved like hungry animals. And that’s what happened. They frantically undressed and tossed their jeans and shirts across the room and Jason entered her with what started off as gentle, but ended with both of them screaming at the top of their lungs as they both exploded in overwhelming orgasms that let them know her sudden arrival that morning was a gift to cherish and accept. Allison made a delicious dinner that night, finding several cans of tuna in the pantry, onions, eggs, noodles, bread crumbs and made a delicious baked casserole she served with a salad of lettuce and spinach from Jason’s garden and a simple oil and vinegar dressing. They lit candles, drank two bottles of red wine, talked about their lives. Allison loved how Jason talked about his four children and told how when his wife died at forty seven of cancer, and even though they were divorced, he was there on her deathbed at the end and how tears came to his eyes when he remembered her dying words, “Daddy’s here.” Allison told Jason about her mother, how her father left when she was three and she never saw or heard from him, how she married when she was twenty and was divorced at twenty three, how she traveled, worked at various jobs before going back to school for her doctorate ...
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