He ran his hands down my body and around my back, pushing harder, pressing closer, until I could feel every inch of him inside me. My heart pounded faster and I let out a low moan as I released the tightness that had been building for months. I wanted this moment to last forever as we moved in perfect harmony, merging two worlds into one explosive orgasm. Our first bareback rendezvous had been even better than I could have imagined.
Browsing: Ideal
He felt his shorts slipping off, then his boxers, then the gentle, gloved touch of the doctor’s fingers on his tight, forbidden flesh, as if they were a lover’s caress–teasing, tantalizing. His body burned, overwhelmed with joyous pleasure from this experience, as if he was discovering something precious and new.
My skin was shivering with a molten pleasure that seemed to ooze through my veins and evaporate with every breath of air, every caress of fingers, and every stolen touch. The richness of his sweet lips on mine filled me with a pleasure that left me stammering for more.
His body was mine; I seized the moment and explored the hidden contours of his sweat-covered physique. As my tongue darted and lapped, I felt his ardent desire building and driving us beyond any measure of control. Our union was a passionate, hungry blend of heat and pleasure as we devoured each other in a wild post-game quickie.
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.
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.