He moans as he slides his succulent cock deep inside me, a pool of heavenly cream drizzling down my insides and sending ripples of tantalizing pleasure through my body. He thrusts harder and harder, filling me with his creamy manhood until I can hardly contain the blissful rapture consuming me.
Author: Fuck Boy
My second encounter with the 12-inch monster came in the summer, when the sun’s rays cast an orange hue across the city, and the air was filled with possibility. That day, I felt empowered—I fumbled with buttons and fabric, my heart racing as I revealed my naked body to him. His eyes drank me in, and I revelled in the feeling of being desired. I moved closer to him, and the monster was unleashed.
He moaned as he felt every inch of my thick cock enter his tight virgin hole, stretching his entire world. I moved slow and gentle, tenderly exploring the contours of his inner core, awash with ecstasy and sensation. The intensity was overwhelming and I sensed his pleasure building to a crescendo with each thrust until I felt a final warm relief of gratification as the pleasure culminated. We were both sweating, exhausted, and in bliss.
He pulled my hand towards the back of the garage and into a hidden room, just big enough for us to fit. His hands were soft and slick and greasy from the engine, but to me it was like he was rubbing oil all over my body. I felt the heat of his body on mine, the warmth was like a drug that I couldn’t get enough of.
The sun rose slowly; I felt his lips against mine, his hands exploring my body as he lay between my legs, and the electricity of his touch brought me to trembling ecstatically. I surrendered myself to his strength and dominance, and to the intoxicating pleasure of our bodies awakening in rapture together.
I faced the sweaty Adonis – his perfectly sculpted torso glistening with desire – and my heart raced. His hungry hands traced a burning trail down my back, stopping just in time at my belt buckle. I gasped as he tore my shirt off revealing my own sweet sculpture and his mouth ate me alive. Our bodies now a dance, our passions intertwined, we became one in a wild romp of ecstasy.
The sun was setting, a neon-red backdrop to the perfect night out. He stood tall, his burly frame casting a powerful presence. I could feel his intensity, the smoldering passion radiating from his prideful eyes. I knew the night would be filled with carnal desire and I shivered as I opened the door, welcoming his strong aroma and intoxicating embrace.
I moaned his name as I held onto his shoulders, feeling his body tremble as the powerful tremors of pleasure rushed through us both. Our lovemaking had reached its climax and left us both in a state of pure bliss, our bodies still intertwined in a sticky embrace. His final thrust felt like a searing heat, a drop of pure pleasure that I would never forget.
His body, so inviting and alluring, pressed up against mine as his warm lips lightly glided across my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands coiled their way around my waist, exploring every curve in such an erotic display of passion. I could feel his breaths become increasingly heavier against my skin as his touches became more feverish. The energy, the moment was filled with an intensity and desire that could barely be contained. All I wanted in that moment was him and I knew that desire was universally shared.
I wake up drenched in sweat, but it wasn’t just sweat. He was deep inside me, thrusting me to new heights of pleasure. I groaned and moaned as sweat and cum glistened on my skin. The feeling was so intense and animal-like, I could barely contain myself. He plunged deep, and I knew the end was near. Then, the heavenly sensation of cum filled my entire being, and I knew that this was genuine pleasure.