Gay Squirter - The Online Magazine Website For Gay Men

A Kiss of Salty, Oozing Ecstasy

My lips quiver, my breath heavy with desire. His mouth finding mine like a magnet, as our tongues slip and slide across each other, dancing in the salty bliss that we had come so hard for. His hands grasp me, guiding me to a paradise of heat and hunger. I moan, the sweetness of his touch working me into a frenzy. His lips catch mine in an eager, oozing kiss as my body erupts in an ecstatic deluge of pleasure.

Table of Contents

• 1. Feeling the Oozing Wetness of His Kiss
• 2. The Orgasmic Power of Salty Pleasure
• 3. Sensuous Tongues and Moaning Passion
• 4. Experiencing the Explosive Implosive Sensation of Ecstasy
• Concluding Remarks

1. Feeling the Oozing Wetness of His Kiss

My head reeled as he parted his lips and pressed his mouth firmly to mine, tasting of the salty sea air and scorching hot passion that boiled deep inside us. His tongue swept hungrily over mine, exploring and indulging in the sweet pleasure of our melding mouths. His hands found my sides, thumping to my ever-quickening heartbeat, and I felt myself melting in his touch.

The never-ending kiss was a conduit of his soul as deep wave of ecstatic pleasure flowed through me, mind, body and spirit. The intensity of it threatened to overwhelm me and I opened up to the sensation, letting it course through me, feeling my inner walls aching from the rapid flowing ooze of pleasure. His kiss lingered on my mouth, long after he had stepped away, leaving me in a state of pure, yearning bliss.

2. The Orgasmic Power of Salty Pleasure

I was desperate for the taste of my desire. My need built within me until I was trembling with anticipation.

• His lips were a divine mix of sweet and salty. Soft and tender against my own, yet electrifying like a flicker of pleasure. I could feel every stroke of his tongue, every little nudge and flutter. I could feel his heat radiating through my skin. It was intoxicating.

• A feverish passion flooded my body as I savoured the salty taste of our combined essence. It was hot, intense and sensuous. I was lost in the kiss – all I knew was pleasure. Maybe it was the act itself, or the intensity of the sensations. I no longer cared. I felt consumed by his embrace, and I welcomed it. I dug my fingers into his back as we clung – my mouth greedy for the kiss. I let myself be taken away in the waves of pleasure, feeling my way around his hot, wet tongue. Our tongues danced in and out, around and over, searching for the essence of ecstasy.

3. Sensuous Tongues and Moaning Passion

I can still hear the ocean waves lapping against the shoreline and feel his sweet, salty lips pressed tightly against mine. Each passionate kiss tasted like a drug, sending waves of ecstasy throughout my entire body. His tongue snaked its way into my mouth and moved slowly, exploring every inch of me. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation, surrendering to his every movement.

My heart raced and my breathing quickened as he pressed our bodies together, pulling me close and pressing his hips against me. His hands ran down my body, exploring every inch and teasing me with possibility. He nibbled gently on my neck, his breath hot against my skin, and I melted in his embrace. As he sucked and kissed me, I could feel my entire body rapidly responding – every sensation intensifying the next, until I could hardly stand it. I let out a moan of pleasure and my body shuddered with pleasure as he showered me with sensuous kisses.

4. Experiencing the Explosive Implosive Sensation of Ecstasy

I walked towards my date, a dashing young man with a lithe frame and inviting eyes. He welcomed me with a knowing smile and gentle embrace. His lips softly pressed against mine, exploring my mouth with his tongue. His salty, yet sweet, taste infiltrated my taste buds, sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I felt his hands roaming my body, igniting a fire within me.

We pulled away and he boldly pushed me against the wall. His face moved closer, tracing the curves of my neck with his tongue and gently nibbling my earlobe, sending chills down my spine. His hands were now exploring the rugged contours of my chest. His touch was so sensual, as he laid me down on the bed – exploring my torso in a way that left me wanting more. My breathing was ragged and my body thirsting for more as he explored beneath my waistline – his deft fingers delivering sparks of pleasure.

The sensation was building towards a crescendo and he knew it. His grip was stronger, his lips more determined and his thrusts harder. He moved in and out, faster and faster, sending me spinning into the dizzying heights of pleasure. My throat was screaming out in ecstasy as I lost my sense of reality. His own rapid breathing moved in harmony with mine until suddenly – a sensation of explosive, minute-long implosion… His body had tensed up and then released on top of me, and I had followed soon after. We lay there together in a peaceful, relentless fog of pleasure – finale unto itself.

Concluding Remarks

The salty, oozing ecstasy of that breathtaking kiss stayed with me, lingering as our tongues continued to intertwine in divine synchronicity. I felt the electricity and heat between us like an atomic reaction, but as it slowly subsided I knew there was something even stronger that could never be extinguished – it was the connection of our souls, the passionate bond between two gay men that had created a moment to savor and never forget. A kiss of salty, oozing ecstasy, that I’ll forever cherish.