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.

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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Playroom (A duet)

A duet from: bruisedbelly & nottooold2

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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?!!

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