He arrived on the scene in the waning hours of the night, his face shrouded in shadows like a phantom. He carried with him a past of hurt and rejection, a dark cloud that shaded his entire body. His rugged build spoke of untold strength, but it was a strength he had long ago surrendered to a badge and a uniform. His current uniform was one fit for a night of the unspeakable, a desire that no sunlight could reach.
The hunger in his crystal blue eyes was unmistakeable. He had come to fulfill a craving, a passion as intense as the heat radiating from his every pore. He wanted something, something that only I could provide, and I was his willing and eager recipient. A big-cocked Carson, ready to probe, penetrate, and explore, my most intimate and private places. A dark encounter, fear-filled and thrilling, of a stranger suckling the unsuspecting.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Night My Eyes Locked with His
- 2. Surrendering to the Unsuspecting Stranger
- 3. Exploring His Velvet Growth
- 4. Suckling His Intoxicating Thickness
- In Summary
1. The Night My Eyes Locked with His
My eyes locked with his and for a moment I thought I’d lost myself. His broad shoulders, chiselled face, and long lashes all set atop a deep pair of dark pools that seemed to go on for eternity. But I couldn’t shake the feeling of fear that I felt, even as I felt myself being captivated by this man. I knew tonight was going to be something special.
I walked closer, but he didn’t move. Slowly, I slide off my shirt, revealing a golden tan that stretched across my torso. I moved closer so my chest pressed against his. His muscles were rigid, a testament to his muscular physique. He was built strong and broad, with ripples of might coursing through his arms. He leant forward and I felt the warmth of his breath dance across my skin. His presence was overwhelming and I felt almost overpowered; then I felt his lips against mine.
As our tongues caressed and explored, his hands roamed across my body, and I felt the bulge of his cock begin to press against my thigh. Our mouths seemed base and hungry, and he quickly unbuttoned my jeans and freed his substantial manhood. I gasped as he thrust his way into me, and felt the familiar sensation of his cock shortening and swivelling with each thrust. He rammed harder and harder, pushing himself to the hilt each time, and the feeling of my skin being stretched and filled sent a shudder of pleasure through me. As I came he milked my cock until the last of my cum was spilled over him and he collapsed in my arms, his big-cocked Carson drained and satisfied.
2. Surrendering to the Unsuspecting Stranger
At the seedy theater, it had been lurking in the darkness, backlit by the dull flickering from the screen. Carson nervously crept to the back, his eyes searching for the source of the deep, throaty moans. He inhaled sharply as he saw the object of his longing – a beautiful muscle-bound man a few rows back, his bulge straining against the tight jeans, begging to be released. He couldn’t contain himself any longer.
He sat down and let the man take the lead, surrendering himself to his stranger. His hand inched its way down from the man’s neck to his hard and eagerly awaiting cock. Those precious moments sent pleasure sparking through his body as he suckled and savored every moment of their dark encounter. Carson’s lips revelled in the silken bliss, driven to the edge of insanity by the stranger’s pulsing shaft. He licked and kissed, moaned and gasped, felt the man quiver in delight as the minutes flew by unnoticed. As explosions of pleasure coursed through his veins, that precious moment of surrender embraced him in an unforgettable ecstasy.
3. Exploring His Velvet Growth
The Injury of Exposure: I had watched Carl from a distance, but I knew the moment I saw him up-close there would be no mercy. His full lips, flushed cheeks and naturally dark hair created a dangerous yet bewitching contrast. Each step closer to him I could feel the velvet growth of his desire wrapping around my skin like a close embrace. I could see in his eyes he was just as excited, just as scared, but not yet knowing the consequences of being exposed to such pleasure. I knew I had to act fast, before he could change his mind.
Suckling the Unsuspecting: I could feel the heat of his neck and the sensitivity of his nerve endings as I drew closer. His eyes widened as he felt my stubbled chin, rough and hungry, against his flesh, exploring his secrets. His shapely lips begged for my touches. I could feel his cock swell beneath my hands, and I pressed it closer to my body. My teeth grazed his nipples as I started to suckle and lick, tasting the complexity of his skin. With every passing moment I was driven closer to him, until finally we were both lost in an animalistic pleasure. I could feel the strength of his cock, and my own arousal boiling over. There was no stopping now, and I knew that I was ready to take anything that the night had to offer.
4. Suckling His Intoxicating Thickness
I crooked my arm around Carson’s bulky shoulder and leaned my head back in anticipation, grasping the salty sweet taste of his towering frame. Our chests pressed against one another as he swollen from the anticipation of the secretive plan we were concocting.
- His mountain man frame filled me with utter bliss as I stoked his neck and chest with kisses earning me a guttural moan that almost drowned out the buzzing droning of cars on the street.
- He scooped me up like a rag doll, never losing his grip as he hustled us to our hideaway.
- It was late, but not so late that the moon hadn’t already gone to bed, leaving the shadows of the alley to provide the backdrop to our clandestine affair.
- My fingers made a trail of fire on his chiseled body as I worked my way down, struggling to untie the band of his jeans in a feverish frenzy.
- Once unleashed, his intoxicating thickness revealed itself and I could not resist the urge to take it deep.
- My eager lips closed around its circumference and with greedy fervor, I enveloped his tool like a smooth glove massaging it with my tongue.
- It quickly grew in excitement as I yielded to the flavour and texture, my moans mimicking his as we each succumbed to our inner desires.
Suddenly, a light glinting off a broken beer bottle caught my eye, flooding the alley with blinding light and shots of energized laughter. I snapped up as if stung by a bee, my heart nearly ready to burst from my chest. Our secret moment shattered. As I turned to run, I could feel Carson following me, dredging up the memories of our night’s work, his hot breath in my ear. He slowly backed me against the wall muttering, “It’s not over yet.
In Summary
The night cooled off and the darkened sky heralded a new day. Carson had gotten what he wanted and in no uncertain terms. He’d hungered for it and he ate it up with relish. The unsuspecting had eventually given in to what his cock sought, and it satisfied him immensely.
The day could not have been more different than the night had. But the memory of the dark encounter would remain potent and powerful, remembered whenever his mind wandered back to it—tangy, salty, sweet—forever engrossed in its embrace. The delicious taste of carnal pleasure transcending time and space.