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Adrian’s Big Gangsta Dick: One Taste and I Was Hooked

I’m not sure I’ve ever met anyone like Adrian before. He had a type of raw, pure power that I hadn’t witnessed in a man before, an aura of something just out of reach. He was a pure gangsta, the type of dude that had seen some serious shit in his time, someone that could handle himself in any given situation.

But it was his big, thick, gangsta dick that really drew me in, that made my heart race and my breath quicken. That dick was like thunder, thunder in a way I’d never even imagined before, and it just kept falling like a giant hammer all night. One taste and I was hooked, captivated, completely entranced by the sheer magnitude of his powerful manhood.

Table of Contents

• 1. His Reputation Precedes Him
• 2. Gettin’ Ready for the Midnight Encounter
• 3. Taking Every Last Inch of that Big Gangsta Dick
• 4. Under His Pleasure, Pleasure of Him, I Was Hooked
• Closing Remarks

1. His Reputation Precedes Him

He was not someone I thought I’d cross paths with. But there I was, in the dingy lobby of his apartment building. Rumors and innuendos of tore through the walls and traveled through the halls. He was off limits for a reason, and I was warned to steer clear. All I knew was I was determined to find out for myself.

I knocked, and soon enough the door opened. He opened it, filling up the doorway with towering confidence and electrifying vibes. His swagger was enough to let me know I was in for something dangerous. That roguish grin, those bright hazel eyes, this was definitely Nightmare on Adrian Street. Before I could turn back he proposed we head to his place. I knew he was trouble, I greeted him with a certain silence and a certain wariness. Curiosity was the death of me, I wanted to find out what the hype was all about, and I did!

Once we entered his bedroom, he directed me to his bed — it was uncomfortable and smelled like weed. Then he pulled out his prized possession — there it was, in all of its glory. I hardly believed it. Adrian’s Big Gangsta Dick! Long, thick and cut to perfection. I gasped, I’d never seen a cock larger or more magnificent! He put his hand on my chest guiding me backwards, knowing the effect he was having on me. He wasted no time. He picked me up by my waist and guided me to the edge of the bed, my breath was taken away. One taste and I was hooked. Hooked on the thrill of a life lived dangerously and hooked on Adrian’s Big Gangsta Dick.

2. Gettin’ Ready for the Midnight Encounter

I had heard about Adrian on the streets, all sorts of rumors about his reputation, his gangsta dick, and his wild passion. But, nothing could have prepared me for the reality when I encountered him late one night in a club. His intense presence was immediately electric, he seemed to draw me in and I knew I wanted more.

As we made our way to the back room and the beat of the music set our mood, I couldn’t help but take pause and take in his lean frame and tight jeans. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him as we embraced, the feeling of his toned body next to mine kick started my engine and I wanted more. As he undressed I was captivated by the site of his muscular body, he had an athleticism that attracted me and sent shivers down my spine.

I glimpsed his big dark skinned cock, slick and wet from intoxication and desire. I was mesmerized, I had never felt anything quite like it before. He kissed me with an intensity that I had only seen in movies, and his hands ran all over my body pushing me to the edge. With one taste of his delicate hard organ I was hooked. His passionate grinding and rubbing against me sent waves of pleasure through my veins and I knew I wanted more. He was insatiable and I felt a sense of nirvana with every thrust, the heat of our sweaty bodies and the rhythm of our beating hearts created an indecipherable amount of pleasure.

3. Taking Every Last Inch of that Big Gangsta Dick

The Throbbing Heat of Big Gangsta Dick

It was electric when my lips first pressed against Adrian’s big and thick gangsta dick. His moan of pleasure sent waves of anticipation through my body, and when his hands clutched my shoulders with a firm grip I knew that I was in for a night I would never forget. His skin was soft yet his member felt like solid steel as I licked, bit, and tasted my way up and down. The salacious hints of THC coming from the end only blew my mind further as the wave of pleasure kept coming.

As Adrian grabbed a hold of me and forced me to take him deeper and deeper I could barely contain my own heat. His entire girth pushing on the back of my throat in a quest for salvation was a sensation that was almost too much to bear. I never wanted to let go, never wanted to stop, I wanted to keep taking every last inch of his hot and hard gangsta dick.

• The sensation of his member pushing deep down my throat was electric.
• The heat from his skin and the end of his member tantalizing me.
• The deep and powerful moan of pleasure as he claimed my mouth.

The pleasure of Adrian’s big gangsta dick went on and on, building up inside me like an orgasmic pressure of sorts. His hands firmly against my body as he commanded me to take it all in; the force of his drive, desire, and passion driving me deeper into my own pleasure. I was his willing slave, his willing submissive, and I would gladly drink from the fountains of pleasure he offered with each thrust of his hips.

4. Under His Pleasure, Pleasure of Him, I Was Hooked

• His Touch: His fingers wrapped around me in firmness, stirring up tingles of pleasure that threatened to spiral out of control. My heart raced as anticipation built. Nothing ever felt like this before, I just knew this was going to be one wild ride.
• His Desire: The look in his grey-green eyes held unspoken hunger as he grabbed me in a passionate embrace. Our tongues fluttered against each other’s, as our breaths quickened. Yet with every move of his hands, it felt like his soul was being laid bare for me to explore.

Adrian’s lips along my neck sent a cascade of shivers down my spine, my body quivered and he only increased his grip, his intensity, his power. Everywhere he touched me, I felt fireworks that roared and burst inside me. He ran his hand down my back and my eyes shuttered from ecstasy.

The moment his hard and thick gangsta dick entered me, I was gone. My body danced in absolute rapture from every thrust, every movement. His hand cradled my head as his thrusts grew and I could feel his veins pumping resiliently against my walls. His groans were melodic and I was lost in the forest of pleasure. Like a bolt of lightning, pain, pleasure, and rapture ended in a climax of beauty and release. One taste of Adrian’s big gangsta dick and I was hooked.

Closing Remarks

As the taste of Adrian’s big, gangsta dick still lingered on my tongue, I knew I was hooked. There was something enticing about the sheer size of his cock, the roughness of his touch and the way he made me beg for more. I was, and will forever be powerless to resist him and his brutally satisfying sexcapades. Until next time, toodles!