Everett & I: Our Steamy Lost Night

It was just past midnight when Everett and I met. We hadn’t seen each other in years, yet here we were standing face-to-face on a steamy night in the city. Everett was tall, toned, and his bright blue eyes smoldered with a look that promised more than just words. Instantly, I knew that this night would be anything but mundane. We barely spoke a word as we took each other in – the heat of the moment between us thicker than the foggy night air. Taking each other’s hands, we both knew that whatever was about to happen would be something we would never forget.

1) “We Met on the Beach at Dusk”
2) “The Heat of His Lips: Whispering Erotic Cravings”
3) “Exploring Every Inch of His Lithe Body”
4) “Our Waxing and Waning Moonlit Passion
In Summary

1) “We Met on the Beach at Dusk”

I remember the first time I saw Everett. It was on a beach at dusk, the orange-gold sun setting below the horizon while I stood atop a sand dune overlooking the shoreline. Lithe and toned, he emerged from the waters with an air of confidence that seemed to captivate me from a hundred feet away. His almond-shaped eyes seemed to stare through my soul and I was swept away in our shared gaze. Our energy was electric and invigorating as we sauntered through the shallow shoreline, letting our fingers intertwine and our banter take us away, lost in the bliss of the moment.

We meandered through the sandy beaches with our hands intertwined, exploring each other until we found a secluded area far away from the beach crowds. With the night closing in on us, Everett took me in his grasp, surrounding me with muscles hardened in the cool waters. His lips caressed my skin as his hands explored my body, stoking passions I had never known to exist. We lay intertwined our energy blending until we became one, a perfect harmony amidst the star-spangled night. I felt something shift in me that night and I realized that a new muse had been unleashed, we were lost from the world in a steamy, lust-filled night.
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2) “The Heat of His Lips: Whispering Erotic Cravings”

Our hungry lips met in a passionate, all consuming kiss that I’d never forget. I had come to Everett’s place in the late hours of the night, eager for what the night could bring us both. As soon as our lips touched, I could feel the passion and attraction traveling through me; the heat rolled off of Everett’s body as our tongues explored each other. His hands made a slow journey around my body; his tight grip on my ass was thrilling, demanding submission.

I could feel his moans against my chest, which were followed closely by his sweet, sensual whispers. His erotic words revealed all the things I wanted from him in that moment and it made me all the more desperate to feel his skin. I slipped out of my shirt, feeling his hot breath rolling across my bare chest.

His grip around my waist grew firmer as he pulled me in closer to finish exploring my body with his hands
He told me he wanted me in a tone I’d never heard before
My hands explored his toned chest and washboard abs
I longed to taste his skin as we became imposingly closer
He tensed up as I gently nibbled on his ear lobe

We peeled the clothes off of each other piece by piece, taking our time to explore each other. I followed the curves of his muscle-bound body as my lips moved closer to his. His hips thrusted forward as I ran my tongue down to his navel and I felt us both tremble with need. With each passionate kiss, I begged for more until we both became lost in the moment. Our night of sexual exploration had finally begun.
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3) “Exploring Every Inch of His Lithe Body”

Scratch & Savor: My hands were alive, exploring every contour of Everett’s lithe physique like a wily artist unveiling an exquisite work of art, savoring the flavor of every nook and cranny. I ran my fingertips over his firm skin, tracing a path from the nape of his neck to the soft swell of his backside. The sensation of sinking my hands into the crease of his curves felt like ecstasy; I could feel the muscles of his body tense and relax in waves beneath my touch.

Plant & Pray: I planted passionate kisses along Everett’s body, from his lips and down the scintillating planes of his torso, like a blindfolded sage trying to uncover the hidden treasures of a sacred temple. My lips soon found the divinity of his inner thigh, the smoothness of his neck, and the melt-in-my mouth nectar of his nipples. As I continued my pilgrimage, I could almost smell and taste his arousal, a burning collection of desire that made my head spin, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body marking us as one.
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4) “Our Waxing and Waning Moonlit Passion

The Moment He Touched Me

It was electric, like a bolt of lightning down my spine. His hands firmly wrapped around my body like a vise holding tight, with one on my lower back, and the other cradling the back of my neck. I could feel his heart beat in his chest as our lips touched and we explored each other with an intense passion. Momentary breaths of air escaped us as we kissed – each one stealing a part of the other’s soul. Our tongues mimicked the same movements, intertwining in an eternal kiss, out of sync as we both lost ourselves in the moment.

Our Pulsing Yearning

The sweat-drenched hot night out in the open had awoken something inside us both. The moonlight glimmering above seemed to draw us closer and closer, sparking a blazing intensity in our bodies. Our need and cravings for each other kept growing, and our embrace became tighter, as if we were never going to let go. His hands moved away from my back, and traveled downwards, slowly touching every inch of my skin, moving to the curves of my body. I could feel ever single touch, the presence of his hands igniting an impassioned sigh of desire and longing. Our waxing and waning moonlit passion was coming to a climax, and as we shared a passionate moan, echoed across the night sky, I knew that Everett and I will never be the same again.

In Summary

He’d been my one and only that night, though he quite likely wouldn’t remain in my life as soon as the sun came up. I’d met Everett in a smoky, alluring, low-lit dive, and we’d left together with no plans but to satisfy our hungers for one another. In the end, no words seemed necessary, only long, drugging kisses and blissful, pleasurable tumbles on the bed that were promised by his eyes and fulfilled by his body. Our lost night was come and gone, and though I could never have expected it, I was grateful for every second we’d shared.

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