Okay, those of you that know me know I have an odd need to keep things in balance. So here is a little Haiku on the other side of the fulcrum.
Dancing on the tip
My glistening liquid pearl
Your willing tongue waits
Sex
She Lingers
Her: “Did you wash your hands yet?”
Him: “No, why would I?”
Her: “Because your fingers are covered in my cum”
Him: “Yes they are. Does that bother you?”
Her: “Not really, but you still have to eat lunch”
Him: “Yes I do, and….?”
Her: “Won’t that ruin your meal?”
Him: “Not in the least. I love the way you taste”
Her: “And my scent doesn’t distract you?”
Him: “Of course it does. I crave it like a drug”
Her: “I don’t understand you sometimes”
Him: “You don’t need to understand my dear. Just smile and say, Thank you”
Her: “Thank you” (Smile)
Halloweenie ~ A Duet
As she has a natural tendency to do, BB provided significant motivation and inspiration for this duet. If you’d like to get a little tingle in your nether regions, shed a tear or have a laugh she can provide all of those and then some. Please go check her out at The Migraine Chronicles and enjoy.
A Halloween Story with Nottooold2
A windy, chilly All Hallows Eve
My baby cuddled up on the couch with me
A creak, a crack, what can that be?
My big strong man gets up to see
On highest alert I scan for danger
Apparition, ghost or stranger
No demon or ghoul, nothing to fear
For here in my arms, there is safety my dear
Relaxed and cozy, my mind at ease
Easily getting back to my baby’s needs
A moan, a groan, did I hear a howl
With devilish eyes, he pulls me to the shower
A howl and growl from deep within
Breath and heart racing, ready for sin
With nibble and bite passions ignite
Feigning a struggle, as lovers do fight
Naked, wet, soapy and slick
She whispers to him, “treat or a trick”
Before he answers, she’s on her knees
Taking her own treat, his Halloweenie
If…
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Powder My Pecker
The sweetest dust of powder
The brand of course is moot
Domino or Zulka
Your sweet tooth it will suit
Sweet upon your tongue
My powdered shaft will dance
Candy coated manhood
This sweetened fleshy lance
We drift off on the sea
Or fly so far away
Regardless of location
It’s here we both will stay
So take my rock hard candy
In powdered sugar’s coat
Transformed into a liquid
Trickling down your throat
This was originally going to be more “tame” in response to BB’s post, but it kind of got away from me due to the mood I’m currently in. 😉
Pissed at the world (and need a release)
I need it hard
to let down my guard
hear the pop of my thighs on your sweet sweaty ass
each thrust of my cock this anger will pass
I just need to fuck you
no romance for two
feel your wet heat so tight
struggle for me and put up a fight
my fist grips your hair
so naked and bare
I’m pissed at the world and need a release
fuckfully angry this rage to appease
slamming into you until I am close
then shoot my hot load like god damn fire hose
I just need to fuck for fucks only sake
this fucking frustration to fuckingly slake
The Feeling You Give
I want to slide in bed behind you
smell your skin so fresh
run my hands over your every curve
I want to feel myself getting hard between your legs
and feel your wetness grow
pushing against me with anticipation
I want to be inside of you
to feel the heat of your ass on my thighs
you reach over your shoulder and pull my mouth to yours
I want to have a handful of tit
and my finger working your clit
to feel your spasm as your cream drips over my balls
I want to hear you say, “Please cum inside me so I can feel your release.”
one hand now on your shoulder and neck
the other grasping your hip
I want you to cum again just as I do
my muscles tighten with a final stroke
damn I love this feeling you give to me
And…She cums
Exploring herself
Arching back, gasping, cumming
Her fingers I taste
Buttercup
Dappled sunlight on her skin
Mind adrift with carnal thought
Lustful stirrings, not quite sin
Lessons learned, but never taught
Her silken form does wait for me
Pleasures both forever sought
Undulating like the sea
Rolling as an evening storm
Foretelling lust that will be
Gentle rain, soft and warm
The love rains down sublime
Mind and body consumed in swarm
Bodies tangled in naked rhyme
Always knowing I’m her man
Each and every sultry time
Celestial rays form an alluvial fan
Dappled sunlight on her skin
Illuminates a greater plan
This was not as easy as I had imagined. Thank you to Der Erzahler at Der Erzahler’s Musings for the poetic form idea. His post “The Beast Within” was written in Terza Rima form and the above is my feeble attempt at the same and was written with a certain someone in mind….. I hope her belly is not so bruised at this particular moment. 😉
Gettin’ Clean & Dirty (A Duet)
Your naked form through frosted glass
Brings wicked thoughts of hand upon ass
With my interest rising firm down below
Just the right touch makes sweet honey flow
Wound with tension, unable to relax
Hot droplets dancing down my nude back
Rising steam with longing sensations
Body slick with pleasant temptation
Hand up your neck, a fistful of hair
Now girl I have you, trapped in my snare
Jerk your head back to kiss your wet lips
Spin you around to master your hips
Putting up a struggle to provoke the beast
Mounting lust our inhibitions unleashed
Overwhelmed by your commanding touch
Resistance proven futile in your tight clutch
Hand on your neck and one at your waist
I bend you over and hope you are braced
Step back to see just what you present
My palm to your ass and will not relent
Doubled over I grasp onto my ankles
On display, giving you the perfect angle
Lather slides slowly down my crack
Your strong hand gives stinging slaps
Standing you up I spin you around
Command you now with knees to the ground
Obediently working your way to the south
My fullness then fills your hot waiting mouth
Pressure on the tops of my shoulders
Forces me down before your solider
Sweet firmness streams down my throat
Inundating my airway, making me choke
Such a good girl, you take me all in
We relish these moments of blissful sin
You get me so close, but now’s not time
First I must make you feel your sublime
Making you watch as I work myself over
Once again, I command you BEND OVER
Hands locked on your hips a powerful thrust
Invading your space forces you to adjust
Reaching around to work on your clit
Never neglecting, with handful of tit
With legs getting weak and starting to quiver
You cum with a scream and a full body shiver
Riding the tide juices flow down my thigh
Heartbeat races fast with a climatic high
Grinding my backseat against your meat
Working you hard for my special treat
Slapping wet bodies under the spray
Releasing anxieties from a long fitful day
Perfection of balance, to give and receive
Complete ecstasy is equally achieved
With a thrust and a groan I have my release
Thighs pop on ass, with weakness of knees
Pulsing inside you reach for my sac
Each throbbing spasm held in your grasp
This Duet was quite fun to write with Wet Bliss. She adds just the right touch of delightful naughtiness.
Thanks Bliss for playing with me on this wet and wild piece. It was a pleasure. 🙂
Please take the time to go check out her page by clicking her name above or HERE.
Aching
Aching
We talk of love
Of sex and wanting
Life and all its twists and turns
Our conversations never seem to end
They seamlessly flow from day to night to day
With every single word and phrase
I feel it deep within my bones
Body crying out for you
An agonizing pull
Aching
Insecurely Confident 