Big Boys, Big Rewards: Taking it In & Getting Creamed
As I lay naked in his bed, my heart pounded like a drumbeat. His heavy body pressed down on me, making me feel small and insignificant. His hands roamed hungrily everywhere, his lips caressing every inch of me and sending electric shocks throughout my aroused body. His thick, muscular arms wrapped around me like a cocoon of pleasure, pulling me ever closer as he let out a deep, guttural moan.
It was clear that this was no ordinary encounter – our chemistry was off the charts. His words were hot and steamy, his hands rough but in a delicious way. He was a big boy, all man and every inch of his body turned me on.
This was a night of big rewards, and as his ruggedly handsome face loomed above me, dripping with sweat, I couldn’t help but anticipate the moment he would plunge himself deep inside me and unleash his creamy liquid desire.
Table of Contents
- 1. Alluring Size: Striking Pleasures & Curly Tantalizing Curiosity
- 2. Submissiveness & Babyface Receptivity: Arousing the Big Boy
- 3. Cleaning Up His Mess: Enjoying & Reaping the Rewards
- 4. The Joy of Getting (Creamed): A Deeply Satisfying Finish
- Final Thoughts
1. Alluring Size: Striking Pleasures & Curly Tantalizing Curiosity
My Allure:
My curves and crevices were built for exploring. Every inch and angle was crafted with pleasure in mind, and I know how to use it. I was happy to join forces with someone just as curious as me, and his eagerness only ratcheted up the intensity between us. His hands played their way over my body as if he had memorized the landscape – across my shoulders, along my spine and all the way in to the depths of my desire. He wanted all of it – my allure and my heat - and my body opened willingly for him.
His Reward:
The pulsing between us reached a feverish pitch, and I knew he was ready to take it all in. Scooping my quivering form up into his arms, he pulled me into him until we were both as close as possible. I felt his long, hard desire pressing against me, taking my breath away as I prepared for what was to come. As he slid into me, my reward was a rush of exquisite little thrills – so sublime, it was almost too much to bear! We moved together, crescendoing until he finally reached his own blissful pleasure, feeling his release spill over me in a hot, creamy wave.
2. Submissiveness & Babyface Receptivity: Arousing the Big Boy
The atmosphere was hot and humid and I was already feeling aroused by the anticipation of all the possibilities of what was to come; the playroom felt alive with tension and anticipation. It was a tight squeeze as we all gathered around the huge, burly Texan. He was a big man, with a big chest and huge arms to accompany it. His hair was buzzed short and his bulging muscles were just begging to be worshipped. I knew with the way he was staring at me with his deep brown eyes, that this was going to be a night to remember
As I moved closer towards him, I could feel the electricity building between us, and I knew that I wanted to please him. My hands moved towards the tight bulge of his jeans, begging to release the beast within. I could feel his arousal grow as my touch grew bolder and more assured. His grip on me was firm and I could feel his raw strength coursing through my body. Finally, his belt buckle was unclasped and I was able to move my hands to explore the treasures hidden beneath. I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as I traced my hands over and around his large shaft. His reward was immediate, a long, sweet reward that had me crying out in pleasure. He kept me there in that position, face-down on the bed, as he filled me with all he had. Finally, when it was all done, I looked up and saw the satisfied smile on his face. My reward was not just his acceptance of my submission, but also the warm cream that was still dripping from me.
3. Cleaning Up His Mess: Enjoying & Reaping the Rewards
The Heat of the Moment: Feasting on His Hot Buns
It was a warm summer night, and the air was filled with desire and lust. His body was perfect, his buns were like solid hot rocks and as he hunched forward, I couldn’t help but slide my hands up and down, letting my fingertips lightly trace his curves and contours. I wanted this man, and he was begging for my touch. The anticipation of our evening was too much for me and I pounced, pressing my body against his as we enjoyed a deep passionate kiss.
Getting Dirty & Creamed: Love & Lust
My hands continued their exploration, venturing lower and lower as I teased and tantalized. This man was something to behold, and I needed more. I leaned, pushing my body hard against his and as he opened to my touch. I felt his heat, my hands scraped against his skin and I gave in to my need, savoring his desire and passion. As I tasted and licked, he grew with longing and I could drive him wild with my expert touch. His pleasure was mine to control, and when I felt him tremble and groan, I knew I had won. I was rewarded with a sticky sweet cream that poured over my heart and soul, seeming to fill it with love and passion. I had taken him in and covered him in pleasure.
4. The Joy of Getting (Creamed): A Deeply Satisfying Finish
Closing Time
I felt that familiar warmth stirring deep in my belly, an expression of a need I’d desperately wanted to be met. Pulling him tight against me, our mouths locked in a fervent embrace and I knew, I just knew that what I was about to experience was something I’d never forget. His huge hard cock nestled against my right thigh and through his jeans I felt his length, thick and ready.
We moved like that, our bodies entwined for what felt like an eternity, all our worries, all life’s hang ups – forgotten in that moment of mutual bliss. His hands reached down the back of my jeans and he pulled my butt tight against his. I shuddered at the sensation and he persisted until I could feel my legs trembling in anticipation of ecstasy.
Taking it In
The creamy white heat of his offering gushed out into the cups of my awaiting hands. The familiar smells of our arousal filled my senses, his scent and gasoline never to be forgotten. Even as Mr Big Boy unloaded his divine treat all over my willing flesh, I could feel myself letting go, just as I had so many nights before.
I felt my eyes rolling back in my head as the waves of pure pleasure spread through my body, every inch my toes curling rigidly as I considered the enormity of what I had received. I didn’t want this moment to end, never wanting to taste anything else than the elixir of his offering. But the night was coming to a close and I accepted that its reward was worth every second.
Final Thoughts
The experience had been unbelievable. I was overwhelmed by the pressure of it all; the intensity of the heat and the size of the boy. And when his thick cream filled my whole body, I felt whole. I had never known a pleasure so deep and the thought of it has stayed with me ever since. Erotic satisfaction was had by all that night, and it is a night I will never forget. Big Boys, Big Rewards indeed.
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