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.

The Migraine Chronicles

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

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Lick Me – A Duet

A duet from bruisedbelly and nottooold2

Don’t apologize to me

Don’t ever say you’re sorry

Feel what you feel

Perception always real

 *

For if the word is spoken

This promised not in token

With smack upon your butt

Your mouth will surly shut

 *

Apologize with a kiss

An open mouthed lick

Acceptance of apology

Only when you lick me

* 

Your words you may keep

They mean nothing to me

If you must apologize

Lick the inside of my thighs

* 

Tongue to flesh so sweet

Don’t you dare retreat

From knee up to your crease

You’ll beg for sweet release

* 

At times you’re feeling lost

And oft times need be bossed

So put your mind at ease

But hold your apologies

*

A licking not soon forgot

Quivering, and oh so hot

So down on your knee

When I say, “Lick me”

If you enjoyed reading our little romp, do yourself a favor and visit bruisedbelly’s blog. She is far more than simply a pretty face with a beautiful (and yes, sometimes naughty) mind.

Feel Without Feelings

A Duet by: nottooold2 & Dana

 

I wish I could still feel

Your touch on my skin

Your lips on my lips

The joy of holding you close

–

I wish I could forget

The tears of our regret

When my kisses faded

Leaving your needs unmet

–

I wish I could still feel

The warmth of your body

The happiness you shared

Your breath on my neck

–

I wish I could forget

My whispered denial

Of promises never meant

As we lay together, spent

–

I wish I could still feel

The tingle of your fingers through my hair

Aimlessly drifting and twirling

As we drive with no destination in mind

–

I wish I could forget

All your dangerous curves

I failed to navigate safely

The dead-ends filled with sirens

–

I wish I could still feel

The ocean breeze on our skin

As we lay naked on the beach

Under the moon and stars

–

I wish I could forget

the sandy abrasions on my knees

as I pleaded for another chance

to silence your saline good-bye

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I wish, above all, I could still feel

Feel everything we were back then

The good and bad, the highs and lows

Feel everything without the all-consuming feelings

(I wish I could forget there was an end at all)

…

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***I would like to thank Dana for helping to flesh this idea out.

Sometimes an off-hand comment can turn into something more.

Playroom (A duet)

A duet from: bruisedbelly & nottooold2

From across the room I feel your eyes

They radiate between my thighs

Holding your stare, I move to you

The crowd disappears, it’s just we two

 

Take my hand, find a hide-a-way

Let’s find room, a place to play

Rushing blood creates a hum

It won’t be long before we cum

 

Before we do, a taste I must

Part your thighs, with wanton lust

To kiss your lips is so divine

The sweetness on my tongue, sublime

 

Arching to you, once, then twice

My mouth moans pleasure and invites

My body begs and pleads

Cum hard inside me

 

Bodies collide in sweetest embrace

Expressions of pleasure etched on our face

One final thrust buried deep in your crease

Throbbing pulsations, you feel my release

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***Bruisedbelly and I were in one of those moods the other day and needed to get our release. Imagining a Playroom of sorts did the trick for both of us.  Thanks BB for being a constant source of inspiration.  XO

If you haven’t been to Her page DO IT NOW, capisce?!!

Morning’s Tender

A duet by nottooold2 and bruisedbelly.

In dappled sunlight, morning’s dream

Sweet beginning, last night’s steam

Blankets askew, sheets asunder

Dawn so tranquil, Midnight’s thunder

 

To touch your cheek, a smile does bloom

Daylight minds adrift, in dark they did consume

Passion’s scent, on air does linger

On sweet moist lips, does dance a finger

 

Eyes flicker open, see your smiling face

Snuggle in closer, my lovers embrace

Breathe you in, bring night to morn

Savor this moment, treasure not mourn

 

Slight blush to cheeks, a giggle too

Recalling those things, we secretly do

Thunder of night, bring mornings tender

From lightning bolt, to sweetest surrender

 

Lay with me dear, so close and serene

To worship you as, a king to his queen

Ruling our world, this bed for a throne

Apart or together, but never alone

 

With heavenly kisses, on skin my lips dance

To savor your essence, and pleasure enhance

Your soul’s fulfillment, my only desire

‘Tis setting ablaze, this passionate fire

 

With morning caress, sparks ignite once more

Embers still warm, burn through my core

My king and my love, my mornings first kiss

Awaken me dear, with loves renewed bliss

My wonderful writing partner (the lovely and gracious Bruisedbelly) was responsible for the existence of this post.  I’ve been crazy busy with work and baseball that any writing I do is either in an e-mail, spread sheet or scorebook.  Her gentle nudge made it just fall together…as her nudges always do.  Thanks babe. Once again, you made this happen.  😉

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.

 

The Meeting ~ A Duet

The idea for this post was all Bruisedbelly and I am grateful she wanted to work together on it. She is a wonderful woman with a lot to offer. Please take the short trip over to her site if you haven’t already done so. This meeting was amazing to say the least. 🙂

The Migraine Chronicles

A duet with my wonderful Boss (I mean writing partner) Mr. Nottooold2.  As always, a pleasurable experience.  For more reading pleasure head over to his site Insecurely Confident and have a look.

A meeting is scheduled
in the conference room,
the time
half past two.

The attendees
me
and
you.

The topic is heated
so are we
we debate and negotiate
until we agree.
You pump me with ideas
thoughts coincide
and
concur.

Your first offer is hard
to accept, but I do so
willingly.
Spreading it out
on the conference table,
we get down to brass tacks.

You drive a hard bargain, Sir
but I thoroughly enjoy your
negotiating techniques.
A meeting of the minds
to say the least.

Our contract
perfected.
it’s always pleasurable
doing business
with a man like you.

He asked:
Are you open to
hammer out another deal
next week?

(To be continued….)

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The Rest of the Story (an ode to CB)

Another fun Duet with the lovely and talented bruisedbelly. This is in response to a comment made by the always entertaining, Chris Brown.

 

The authorities were called to the mess

what had happened no one could guess

the area was filled with whipped cream
chocolate and sprinkles all over the scene

Reports of moaning long into the night

what could have possibly caused this sight

the only explanation to come to mind

an ice cream truck explosion of epic kind

 

The driver and his passenger found

spent and naked on the ground

covered in such drippy goo

assumptions abound, but no one knew

 

Sweet confections all over the place

both unconscious with smiling face

cops and bystanders stood in awe

her sticky breast still clutched in his paw

Cum Together

A duet by: bruisedbelly and nottooold2

That is when it starts to get filthy
when I hear the words and melody
that is when those feelings
start to come over me

An old familiar tune
sends my erotic mind reeling
swaying to the rhythm
of that Sexual Healing

Sweet drippy lyrics
just isn’t going do
I want to sing about
me banging you

I’ll tare off your clothes
and will not wait too long
just like ol’ T-Rex
you’ll fuck and bang my dong

You’re grabbing my peaches
you’re shaking my tree
isn’t that what Steve Miller said
you’d do to me

T-Rex and Steve Miller
Gaye as good as ever
but turn on the Beatles, babe
and let us Cum Together