To Dream a Dream, Sweet Sweet Dream


One night with you
Is what you got me praying for

To dream a dream, sweet sweet dream

Baby, what’cha doin to me
Driven me crazy, feelin groovy
Spinnin my head, heart pumpin red
Twirlin tornado, screamin auntie Em

To dream a dream, sweet sweet dream

Light fades in, dark fades out
A silhouette appears, flaming hot
Burning curves, bumps that pop
Wiggle in your step, eyes and jaw drop
That tingle from the middle
Rising high with a smile
Swelling veins, wrap a grip
Bulging bulb, leaks a drip

To dream a dream, sweet sweet dream

Touch to touch, flesh heats up
Sweaty scent of loves buttercup
Kisses, face to face
Stars, twinkle in space
Stroke for stroke
Up in smoke
Just like that, just like that
Repeating moans that chant
Filling, filling, filling the head
Two fall in lust, all judgment fled
Pulse on the rise, eyes shine
Tonight, tonight, you’re mine
Limbs entwined, peg in hole
Thrust for thrust, losing control
Bits and bites entice a growl
The animal inside to howl
Deep penetrating soul
Climax to rock and roll

To dream a dream, sweet sweet dream

AntönyRös

The Bucket List Series: #2 ~ A Duet with Ax

From a coffee shop back alley to the sky above land and sea. This couple checking off a list made up of sensuous lust and love.
I hope you enjoy this next installment. I wonder what’s next for Mr and Mrs Smith. Stay tuned for next months adventure.
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Thank you M’Bliss🙏➰❤️

King and Queen of Hearts ~ a duet

   
Saturday night poker and the stakes are high
It’s a winner take all in a two card draw
Face to face as stern as the King and Queen are
Dressed to impress for the boudoir
The butler shuffles the cards
Hands out 5, all facing down
The King using one to shovel up his
The Queen lets them stay where they are

She shows a brief smile, the King catches on
No need to look, that’s not how she plays
She’s never been scared of a wager
Win or lose, she pays it no matter
She knows by the end of this seething night
They will both be writhing in pleasure
The only thought is to who is on top
The Queen winks and places her dare

The king’s left breathless, his heart beating fast
She didn’t look, how can he analyze her mood?
If she won’t show her tell or is she bluffing
She opens with a whip, he counters with his cane
They both now know, this is no game
“How many cards my queen?” he says
“None my king, I’ll play with these.”
A cough sneeks out, with a shake, his head blurred

He takes 2 cards, the next bet is hers
She still doesn’t peek, and that has him unnerved
He fumbles with his cards but lays them down
When upon the table, a length of rope is thrown
His breath rushes out, his desire flares
To feel the scratch of rough fibers biting his skin
It’s a game she knows he loves and hates to win
Now it’s up to him, bet or fold?

Should he let her have him, do as he’s told?
She hasn’t looked, not once, very bold
Staring at three kings in his hand
He places her favourite strap-on, on the table
She raises her eyes, the light creates a fire
Her fingers inch towards her cards
Should she peek before calling her bet?
The one thing he’s been after to get

She whispers a name that arouses the King
He’s in town, maybe just for the night
“He said he wants to play, my dear.”
The King suppresses a shudder
His mind crawls with unending pleasure
He almost misses the nudge of the Queen
It’s now time to pony up or drop out
One more look and he throws his cards down

“I’m out! Let’s see what you got!”
“My King, when you fold, you give up the right.”
“The sceptre is yours, my Queen, am humbled to serve.”
He strips to flesh and wraps a leather kilt
He twitches, as the Queen attaches nipple clamps
She licks his face and purrs in his ear
A feline roar escapes her breath saying
You are my bitch tonight

She leads the way to a waiting chamber
Picks up her whip as she goes
The King’s eyes sparkle with lust
He gives it as good as he gets
Tonight, the crown belongs to the Queen
He’ll submit to her every request
And now with another man to play
They will both be down on their knees

Side by side their burning scent rises
Manly odour filling nostrils
Semen oozes a trickle that upsets
The Queen is not pleased with her pets
Side by side, doggie down
Arms stretched out in front
A crack of the whip, splits the air between
It sparks to ignite her fiery reign

Painted in lines, highlighting her wrath
Both men shiver in wicked delight
Pain is their ultimate pleasure tonight
After ten stripes, she rolls them over
They lock eyes and exchange heated glances
Each one lingering on hard, dripping places
The Queen smiles as she sees their reaction
“Clean him up!” she directs, “Use your tongue!”

Pointing to her King while the Queen grabs a toy
The king pushes the man down on his back
Running his tongue up, from this scrumptious sack
The tongue swirls round head, a finger in his ass
The man sees his Queen with a strap-on, on
She says a word, the busy king moans a yes
The scent of lubrication an aphrodisiacs seduction
Tip of the cock, lays ready by the rim, The Queen pushes in

The King groans in rippling pleasure
As inch by inch, he is impaled
His eyes roll back, now full at both ends
Moans muffled by the cock in his mouth
He sucks as the Queen fucks his ass
Unrelenting, long slow strokes
Mimicked by his lips and tongue
He aches to come but needs the consent of the Queen

All pistons pumping, the Queen wraps around
To grasp the Kings swollen sceptre
Gaping hole, his mouth dripping sex
With each stroke the Queen strikes
The edge comes to life as if the sun rose high
And commands their release at once
A trifecta that would please Her Grace
As she spreads her legs with a take me face

She pulls the King to her mouth, pushes the other one down
With sex on his breath, the King whispers his love
He drinks in her cries from the other’s masterful tongue
His turn now, with his own swollen crown
To claim back the Queen for his kingdom
Their bodies join, no match for their hearts
Her fingers clutch, she rides rivers of lust
And screams out his name when she comes

a collaboration ~ written by ~ VictoryInTrouble & Ax

image found on google

This collaboration was a fun one, hot damn, yes it was….

another duet ha! i made a comment that I’ve become a duet slut, the reply was, you are not a slut, you’re a cheap whore BaHahaha……..fucking awesome 🙏

Vic, thank you for writing with me. Got to play poker, tease and scheme and the Queen came up on top, but like you said, in the end, everyone is happy 😜
and speaking of, love your ending here.

Friends, please visit Vic at VictoryInTrouble
surf through, you will find a treasure.

The Butler

  
Standing true and always dressed in black
Eyes all around and to the ground
Secrets that he is privileged to
Must never surface out of the blue
A compass reading every which way but loose
In service to country and a politicians coo
A shield to cover, the one with power
A frame of flesh and bone to take a bullet
A man who took an oath to God
A servant, who obeys, on command
Defeats and celebrations come and go
With a moment of gratitude in tow
The politician kisses him hard and slow
A Roman dinner bathed for three
As their mistress leads the way
To watch her men, fornicate
The butler assists in disrobing his master
It is part of the duty, after all
As their manly bodies crash with force
The shake, rattles the bed
Gridiron gladiators in a fiery ring
Limbs swing
Jiu jitsu moves to subdue
The arousal about to explode
Mouths now pressing
Hands caressing
Each, the others
In service to his master
He sucks his cock
As his mistress jerks him off
The politician and his lady stare
Into the glare of a sinister affair

Ax

In The Throes Of Lust

  
Single malt, running smooth
Heating up the inside
Taste buds dance
To the flow of scotch
Running over moss

It paints a picture
Visions in his head
All the wants
That’s whispered
Past lips as said

He can break apart
The pulls from the heart
So it leads to conquer
But weakens to one and it comes
From the dark side of lust

A light will show his lines
They curve and swirl his flesh
That covers the bones that stand erect
A twitching nervous system
Electrified by thoughts exploding in his head

Every breath he takes
Fuels the urge to consume
The nectar of the gods
Drunk from flowing silver goblets
Laid out on golden platters

Minstrels play to soothe the heart
Plucking those same strings
Now strung on a ivory harp
Set between thighs of milky white
Her fingers, tingle, as they mingle

Curling them strums arousal
The senses rouse
As they endeavour to devour
The taste of her
Flower

Chambers warmed by glowing fire
Feather stuffed pillows thrown about
St Peters Cross
Front and centre
Walls of stone with hanging shackles

Scented candles burn
Of jasmine myrrh
Inhaled the herb
Packed in a bowl
Releasing urges

Naked in the light
She sees his beauty
Half exposed
But it’s the other In the dark
She is after

Kneeling at his feet
In taking that which is sweet
To her lips and tongue
Filling her mouth
With his staff of life

The beginning of a night
That will turn the world
From light to dark
Enveloped
In the throes of lust

Ax

Samba ~ a duet

  
Her approach, fills his eyes wide
A glowing beauty, dolled up to dance
His heart beats, to the sound of music
He feels the shimmie shake
As she steps, she takes, his breath

Extending his hand, she holds with a promise

This girl, is going to twirl, your head around
Twist and shake, bring you to the ground
Red lips inviting,
Those killer curves move
Smooth steps, in the stride of her heels

Boy, you best bring your moves tonight

Shoes are shined, pants pressed, even wearing a vest
Holding her hand, he leads her in a whirl
So all can see, this ravashing beauty
Legs like a gazelle, sleek and smooth
Watch the glide into his arms, as he embraces her

Square they stand, on the down beat they start

Raising her hips, to meet his chest
He tightens his grip
Around her waist, pulling her near
Then rotating her back
In loose steps, their bodies incite

Fan the flames, the heat intensifies

The orchestra fuels the vibe to drive
A seductive samba, that glitters
To the spin of a spinning mirror ball
As it caresses every move they make
Followed by the judges eyes in wake

The sultry sway, romancing the way

Their skin, licked with the salsa beats
Pounding hearts, to the bang of the drum
Her lipstick mouth and his slicked back hair
Their bodies mesh, slip and spin
Slide, in tangled limbs

She leans in with a whisper against his ear

As they hold the final step in a freeze
The music stops as applause erupts
The smile on his face, brighter than snow
But his heart has been chilled by words said
The sparkle in his eyes enhanced by tears

He wished that the music never ended

In silence,
Shadows dance, in seamless twine,
Two perfect strangers, transcended as one,
A brief affair, lost in the night,
Dancing in the moment, a moment in time.

a duet ~ written by JenniferCalvert and AntonyRos

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I have had the pleasure of writing with Jennifer over at INK AND QUILL many times and with each new, it gets better and better. im sure you all know her, so please make your way over and say hello. She has one kickass blog. Want a ride? hitch yourself to Ink and Quill.

Jennifer, thank you again for the honour of this dance 🙏❤️

Strawberrys, Wine, Chilis and Honey


lips
yours I say…
soft to touch
calls to kiss with a flick of tongue
satin sash to blacken light
where taste is now the only sight
sugar sweet
feeding strawberrys
creamy treat
all is nice
sensuous vice
pouring wine
intoxicating line
flowing wet
dripping pet
driving mad
so sad
nice is not
chili is hot
bucking hips
bed tips
rocking
rolling
is she coming?
not yet succumbing
screaming name
taking aim
lips meet to ease
the playful tease
kisses on kisses
sharing spicy blisses
hot, hot, hotter still
mouth to mouth saliva swill
tongues dance
a tangos trance
moving down chin
with a grin
licking his neck
purposeful trek
over pecks
biting his nipples they flex
her tongue glides
wet over belly slides
finding her way
in charge of play
going for the spout
where the honey comes out
lips that pucker and sucks
the head pops and bucks
spit and shine
drips divine
squirting juices
gushing fluids
soaked to the bone
convulsing moans
feeding on
strawberrys
wine
chilis
and honey

Ax

9 and 1/2 Weeks a sexy, fun, sensuous scene