My heart raced as I felt his tongue delicately swirl around me, first slow and loving, then fast and passionate. His hands roamed my body, caressing and exploring while he expertly teased and sucked me with an unparalleled lust. I wanted more, and he certainly gave it, as I arched my back and savored each moment feeling my body light up with pleasure.
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In the brightly lit industrial garage, the hypnotic sound of the drill lulled my body, and my eyes were captivated by his taut frame and muscled arms as he worked. His powerful fingers expertly wiped down the engine block, leaving a layer of oiled sexiness in their wake as my arousal melted me into the floor.
He stroked my skin with tenderness, his fingertips caressing every inch of me as if to memorize my body. His lips were intertwined with mine, and his tongue traced uninhibited circles around my own as we kissed. His palms massaged my chest in familiar circles as his body pressed against mine. The coach’s game was full of tantalizing pleasure.
He walked into the room with eyes blazing – his slender, almost effeminate body belying the intensity beneath. We were together, entwined in a secret desire, soon to be fulfilled. His touch was electric, yet delicate, as if the weight of even a single finger would somehow break the moment into a million pieces. We were lost in each other, his passionate tongue exploring with wanton lust. My twink’s forbidden rendezvous had just begun.
He spread my legs wide and before I could feel embarrassed, he inserted a hard cold metal tongue deep inside me, causing a rush of pleasure. His powerful nails then drove me wild as he explored me inch by inch. When he had examined my every hole, he rolled onto me and filled me with a hard bareback fuck until I screamed in delight.
My big dick buddy awakens me with an electric thrill running down my spine as he presses his long, hard cock against my bare ass. I can feel every inch of his pulsing erection against me. His experienced hands trace my curves and tug at my skin. My heart races with anticipation as I wait for his inevitable climax. I am his treat for the morning, and I am ready.
She was nervous, but so was I. It was her first time and we both knew what was coming. When my lips met hers, I felt her tremble and my heart race. Then, with both an air of excitement and fear, I let my hands taste what I’d come for. She was my straight friend, but that night we both explored uncharted territory as our bodies moved in pure, unadulterated pleasure.
My heart raced as I leaned down to give him what he so desperately wanted; my tongue slipping into his succulent lips and exploring his young apple of sweetness. I sucked and licked, arousing us both to the point of no return. His moans of pleasure filled the room as we embraced in passionate fervor.
The afternoon sun bathed his body in golden warmth, and his six-pack rippled as he shifted onto his knees. I longed to feel his huge, throbbing cock deep inside me, and when we finally did, I let out a deep, primal moan as he filled me beyond my wildest desires. I rode him there, on the grass, losing myself in the pleasure of his unstoppable strength.
He was in his full coach uniform, an extreme authority figure. I knew something was coming; I could sense he wanted me. We ended up in a musty, cramped locker room, he pressed me up against the wall and our mouths locked in passionate desperation, sinking into each other and crashing against one another. His body felt like a furnace, threatening to scorch, heat running through us both in waves. In minutes the game would start but no one knew what we had done in these hot quarters…me and my coach.