A Spurt of Lust on My Face
Dark night streets and a cold winter air bustled together as I made my way along a sidewalk, budgets of light scattered across the pavement and silhouetting through buildings. Amid the exciting and forbidden cityscape I felt my cold moves transform into a ‘spurt of lust’ – my face, my spine, my heart consumed by a flicker of desire amid the hustle of urban life.
My feet crossed the paths of familiar silhouettes on the stoops and balconies – my eyes searching for a trace of, something to take home. And that’s when I found him – the tall, handsome stranger standing in an alleyway, eager to draw me close. His long fingers grasped my hand and for a moment I was back in that alleyway – my breath catching as he pulled me in close and our mouths seethed with a fire of passion.
We were drawn together by a simple glance and desire for the unknown, our mouths moaning against each other as we moved lean, lustful bodies in sweet erotic pleasure.
Enveloped in a darkness familiar in the city night, we whispered a secret camp language that expressed how powerful and exciting it was to give into that moment – a ‘spurt of lust’ cascading on my face and through our souls and hearts.
Table of Contents
- 1. Wet Flesh Against Flesh
- 2. Tantric Invocation of a Wellspring
- 3. Seductive Bliss of His Unbridled Craving
- 4. Living in the Moment – A Journey of Desire
- In Summary
1. Wet Flesh Against Flesh
A Carnal Climax
The sweet smell of sweat hung in the air and called to me like a siren. His body pressing against mine was like a searing burst of pleasure and I gasped at the intensity. His broad chest was slick with sweat and his tight hard abs trembled with excitement as I ran my hands down his back. His wet lips caressed mine with passionate rage as our tongues locked together. Our passionate kisses became more and more frantic as our breathing intensified.
I felt the hot wetness of his manhood pressing against my thigh and I moaned in anticipation. His thrusts were hard and powerful and he filled me with a pleasure like nothing I had ever felt before. I felt as if I was emerging from a dark place and then I felt a surge of heat, followed by the hot spray of his climax landing all over my face. The feeling was exhilarating and I gasped for breath as he filled me with an unforgettable pleasure.
2. Tantric Invocation of a Wellspring
Unbridled ardor surged through my veins as I encountered him that night. We had arranged to meet at a secluded spot in deep woods, away from prying eyes and judgemental ears. His smell hit me before anything else, captivating me; a mélange of musk and cologne that blended together into an irresistible mix of desire. As I ran my hand along his chest, I felt his quickly beating heart and the intensity of the uncontrollable infatuation burning between us both. His skin was hot and smooth under my fingertips and I slowly followed the curve of his spine until it reached its peak at his broad shoulders. I could feel his body trembling beneath me and a palpable heat radiating out from us both.
We collided on the ground, embracing each other in our passionate fervor. I kissed his neck and caressed his rugged body, feeling my own burning arousal growing with each touch. His fingers traced circles on my back as I nuzzled into his hands, allowing my head to steadily move lower as he pressed his hips into mine. With his grunts of pleasure and an imminent Irruption, I moved to his shaft and nestled my face between the taut firmness. Then it came: A spurt of lust right onto my face, my sultry expression aglow in the night’s luminous sky.
3. Seductive Bliss of His Unbridled Craving
The Succulent Smell of Need
His hands, gentle and passionate, probed and explored my body as if it were a temple of secrets; I felt his fingers leave a tingling sensation as they traced the curves of my body. I felt my body respond to his unbridled craving, overwhelmed with ecstasy from his caressing touch. I took a deep breath and the musky smell of his desire filled me with delight as his scent lingered in the air.
The Intoxicating Taste of Love
The anticipation built up heightened as I waited for him; when his soft lips kissed me, things suddenly got intense. His kisses were pure bliss, sending waves of shock and pleasantly pleasurable sensations through my body as his tongue explored my mouth. His love intoxicated me and I could scarcely contain my surging pleasure when his hands enveloped me in a passionate hug. He wanted me and I needed him; I closed my eyes and felt him take me in a flood of sensation, spurring me on an ever-spectacular journey of love and lust.
4. Living in the Moment – A Journey of Desire
With hot liquid desire already sliding down my throat, I let out a sigh of pleasure. The unknown man’s body pressed up against me and I felt a raging fire inside me swell with new found desire. I moved my hands slowly down his body, feeling the curves, the tight line of his lower back, and the bulge in the crotch of his jeans.
I closed my eyes, wanting to feel, breathing in the scent of his body. His fingers moved lightly over my arms, as he began to unbutton my shirt, kissing my chest and neck, working his way up to my face. His lips claimed mine, exploring my mouth as his tongue probed deeper, lapping at unwanted memories I had of my past experiences. His hands moved deftly to my trousers and soon they were pooled around my feet, as I felt a spurt of lust beginning to travel through my veins. He spread my legs apart, as his mouth moved to my belly, licking and exploring my body. I felt myself trembling and trembling as he eagerly planted kisses on me. He tugged and teased my body with expert hands and I could not resist letting out a few moan of pleasure. In the heat of the moment, our bodies moved as one and I felt a pleasurable explosion as I let go and felt the rapture fill the room. Our breathings entwined as he kissed me fiercely one last time before rolling away and I lingered in the moment, feeling intoxicated by the pleasure and newly ignited arousal.
In Summary
The last drips of his salty essence dripped off my lips and onto my chin with a final, gentle spurt. I lay there, basking in pure satisfaction – enjoying the taste and the sensations that ran through my body. In that moment I felt content and joyous – and oh so aroused. I had found pleasure within the grips of lustful indulgence: a spurt of excitement and bliss that sent shivers of delight up my spine and down my thighs. I had given into the desire of my passions and, in that brief moment of triumph, I reveled in the sensation of joy and pleasure that comes from being so wholly and utterly consumed.
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