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Denied!

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It’s been a busy couple of weeks for us. Long hours at work, out of town visitors, holiday parties, a mini vacation, school functions, and virtually no alone time. Of course I’ve been horny, whiny, demanding and needy because of it and finally expressed my displeasure to him that I needed more touch and foreplay when it came to bedroom activities.

Yes, the “wham bam thank you ma’am” sex has been great and I’m not left unsatisfied. But sometimes I need more, I need the build-up, the exploration of his fingers, the firmness of his hand, his voice in my ear… Well I got exactly what I asked for last night.

He grabbed me by the hair and brought me to him. Kissing me gently with his ridiculously soft lips, but hard enough that his whiskers were stabbing me in the face. His hand started to massage my scalp, causing me to moan in his open mouth.

Slowly he worked down my backside, from head to neck, rubbing….. shoulders to torso, caressing….. small of my back to ass, kneading…. finally between my spread cheeks to a wanting pussy.

His firm yet caressing touch went to that of a feather as he reached my core. Barely grazing them as he worked from clit to rosebud. Why, why, why do all my girlie parts have to be encased inside my swollen lips? I lamented.

I lift my ass trying to meet his touch, Denied!

I spread my legs, hoping my lips part, Denied!

I bare down and squirm, rocking and humping air, Denied!

I close my legs trying to trap his hand against my pussy, Denied!

He continues the delicious torture for what feels like hours. Finally, I can’t take it anymore and I say, “please baby” in a whiny voice.

No response, Denied!

He traces again, clit to ass, and up over my humps. A muffled “oh, God” is sworn into the sheets.

No response, Denied!

Firm hand squeezes my ass deliciously hard and then makes it way to skim the goods again.

“Baby!” I exclaim.

No response, Denied!

I start to kick and my frustration turns to tears.

He comes in close, lips against my ear. “You wanted touch, I’m giving it to you.” He growls.

I whimper from the heat of his breath and the sound of his voice, his fingers never stop tracing my throbbing lips and hungry ass.

“You wanted foreplay, I’m giving it to you.” He says.

Than I get a complete shut out when he tells me, “Tomorrow night I’ll take my pussy, but now it’s time for bed.”

No longer Denied!

His message has been received loud and clear. He will decide what I need and when I need it.

Period.

Written by Kristi at skiphopsexflop
I wrote that many moons ago in another life, another time… my best girl read it a few months back and her voice when doing so was absolutely captivating and sexy as fuck. it’s my hope she will read this again and do an audio recording for us. no pressure sugar!

Audio by MissAmelia at missameliaandsir
It was my ABSOLUTE pleasure to record this wonderful piece written by my Good Friend. Hope you enjoy. XOXOXO

Where Did You Go? a Duet with Ziggy

I was very lucky to do a back and forth write with my lovely friend Ziggy from https://zigzagstripes.wordpress.com/  I sure hope you like reading it as much as I liked writing it.  Ziggy is in italics.  🙂

 

Where did you go?

Where have you been?

Where’d my muse disappear to?

Not to be seen?

No thought of playing?

Of sucking my cock?

No need for Ziggy?

Or what he’s got?

I guess you’ve a new muse?

I’m old news?

You’ve got a new muse?

One you can use…

 

I’m right here Baby!

I didn’t go anywhere!

I think of you constantly

I just haven’t had much time to spare.

You remain in my thoughts

No other muse do I need

So allow me to take you down my throat

And slurp up your seed.

 

Hehe such a good girl

Sucking my cock

Taking me deep

Taking the lot

I’m glad your still here

It would make me so sad

If I’d have to find

Another girl to have

Cos listen Amelia

Listen Hun

I want to fuck

Your sexy bum!

 

You are something else

You perverted Cad

I should be angry with you

I really should be mad.

But instead my dear

I am finding I’m not

In fact right now

My cunt is burning hot!

So come a little closer

And listen real good.

I’m going to bend over now

So you can fuck me like you should.

 

I like an angry fuck my dear

Let’s hammer out that anger here

Let me slap the sub back in

Let me choke you as I grin.

Smile for me my obstinate slut

Enjoy me destroying your little cunt

And never ever show anger here

Cos Ziggy will replace that shit with primal fear

 

You want an angry fuck?

I like it that way

I crave the burn, the passion

And the pain.

I want to see your eyes flash to black

As you bring the strap across my back

I want to feel your wanton desire

I want to burn with your animal fire

The overwhelming feeling of fear

Along with the drool and the tears

The anger, you see,

Brings me to that special place

Where you will see the bliss, a smile

And the cum on my face.

 

Oh, I’d scare you half to death

My hand on your throat controlling your breath

My hand forcing into your cunt

As my eyes search for weakness as I hunt

For the slightest chink that I could expose

To crush your mind, truly depose

To take away all that you are

To make you mine to truly scar.

 

You thought me gone

But found relief that I’m not

You moved to crude

And offered me cock

Anger entered

And made me quake

But my soul you now

Desire to take

Well, my dear Sir

You have made a perfect start

By ravaging my body

And winning my heart.

Badassery-the sequel

A Good friend of mine over at https://thelonelyauthorblog.wordpress.com/, wrote a fun piece called Badassery.  He then challenged me to come up with my own Badassery post.  I hope I have done his request justice.  You should DEFINITELY go over and check out his work, if you aren’t already a fan.  J

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This Mama ain’t like the other mothers
Oh I can sew, cook and clean just fine
But I can also fight, flirt and bring a man to his knees
With nothing more than a look of wanton desire.

I am a strong woman
Capable of standing my ground and holding my own.
I will fight for you, with you or against you, if necessary.
But earn me, and I’ll fall to my knees at your feet in complete submission to your every word, whim and fantasy.

I have a very talented tongue.
It can lick, lap and tantalize
From your sensuous lips all the way down to those other areas that crave extra attention.
It’s nimble, pliable and loves to explore every nuance and nerve along the way.
However, it can also be sharper than any blade made by man or god
And leave you eviscerated and bleeding on the floor with nothing more than a whisper.

You can mark my skin.
In fact, I crave it.
I desire to be branded, tattooed and whipped into a frenzy of lustful desire.
I see every bruise, scar and line as a badge of honor, won rightfully through my submission.
There is one place you may never mark me.
That place is deep within my chest, pumps my life blood, and belongs to only one.

I am a friend, loyal and true.
I’ll give myself wholly and completely, fighting every fight making sure your back is covered.
We will laugh, dance and cause general mayhem whenever and wherever we go.
But if you betray me, I’ll cut you free so fast, you will be gone before you even feel the first drop of blood fall.

Generosity is a character that I embrace.
I find life is so much richer when I have given to others.
My generosity knows no limits amongst my friends and family, and even less between me and my lovers.
I warn you to never take advantage of that generosity.  While I find great joy in giving, selfish, self-centered and unappreciative people will also know just how quickly my giving will go.  A girl has needs too, you know.

And those needs.  Those beautiful, delicious, uncontrollable and insatiable needs.
I crave the touch, taste, smell and sound of passion.
It feeds me like a drug induced high that I wish to never recover from.
I will please you, pleasure you and take you to places where even your darkest imagination hasn’t led you.
We will test the boundaries between right and wrong, black and white, good and evil, rational and insane, heaven and hell.
We will explore a whole new world that belongs to only you and I.

So, love me, hate me, it makes no difference.  I am the woman I am, and I will change for no one.

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NOT Your Mothers Christmas Carol


I’m dreaming of a White Christmas 
Covering every inch of my skin
As plump plums glisten with kisses
Flowing over fingers again and again

All I want for Christmas is You
Spread by my fingers and under my tongue
Lapping and titillating
Until you come completely undone

Oh, what fun it is to ride
With legs opened wide, snowcaps begin to melt
Dripping as we slide…in a frantic trib
Splashing all the way in each orgasm spilt

On a Silent Night together
The only sounds you will hear
Is slurping, slapping and sucking
And lustful moans emanating near

Baby it’s Cold Outside
And we have nowhere else to be
So come and celebrate the season
And spend a little time with me

~A Duet with Wet Bliss
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Thank you Wet Bliss, for making this collaboration so much fun and so easy to write. Your talent knows no bounds and I look forward to doing this again soon. 🙂

The Naughty Girls of Christmas~A Duet

This is a little piece that I was honored to write with Wet Bliss.

Thank you SO Much Bliss, for asking me to write with you.  It was great fun to write with such a talent.  Be sure to go and check out her amazing catalog of work.  https://wetblissdotme.wordpress.com/

We both hope you have as much fun reading it.  XOXO

We’re sugar and spice
We play naughty and nice
We’re sweet and light
But we’ve been known to bite.

Nibbling here and there
Removing pretty underwear
With appreciative stares,
So glad the men let us share.

Joy to the world for beautiful girls
Soft, pink petals ready to unfurl
Slowly, to expose hidden pearl
Anticipation makes our heads whirl

A kiss and a lick
A gentle squeeze and a tongue flick
Igniting my nipple like a candle wick
Coating my thighs in a warm wet slick

Silent is the little drummer boy
Watching as he rubs his toy
What we present is not a ploy
Our performance is for him to only enjoy

~A Duet with Wet Bliss and Miss Amelia

Portrait of Light – A Duet

This duet was an alternating line exchange of vision and words. Thanks to DayDreamWriter for once again allowing us to paint this blending of words. Check out some amazing stuff He is stirring up on http://adaydreamwriter.wordpress.com/

Portrait of Light

morning light shines through,
parted curtains, cast a golden glow
where lips leave a glistening trail

eyes still peacefully closed,
reach within the heart and caress
as fingers trace every curve and line

their shadows dance upon the wall
a perfectly choreographed performance
lovers beneath a moon embedded dawn

lines of separation blurred
continuous palette spectrums the horizon
two souls effortlessly melt, fuse and consume

abstract breaths escape as sculptured kisses
artistry becomes clearer with every stroke
their contour portrays a culmination

duet written by ~Miss Amelia &
~ADayDreamWriter

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