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Muscle Jock Ravished Me in the Penthouse

I had always daydreamed about muscle jocks, so when I was invited up to his penthouse suite, I couldn’t believe my luck. His muscular body and imposing stature made me weak in the knees, and the way his taut body filled out his lycra pants was enough to make my mouth water. Little did I know that the night was only getting started.

The penthouse suite was dark and inviting, illuminated only by the slice of moonlight that poured in from outside, casting a soft glow across the room. He led me in, his hands wrapping firmly around me from behind, and I felt my pulse quicken in anticipation. This was all I’d ever really wanted, and I knew he was going to give it to me.

He wasted no time in taking me to the bedroom, where his enthusiastic ravishing of my body began in earnest. His touch was electric, his desire palpable as he explored every inch of my body, leaving me shivering and panting with pleasure. I was his now, to do with as he pleased.

He took me to heights of pleasure I didn’t know I was capable of, in a way I had only ever dreamed of. His skillful touch, his commanding presence–all of it combined to leave me utterly begging for more. I was in a state of sheer ecstasy, and I never wanted the experience to end.

I can easily say that I owe him my deepest gratitude for the night that he gave me in his penthouse suite; a night of ravishment that left me begging for more.

Table of Contents

• 1. His Chiseled Body Shook the Room
• 2. His Muscles Stole my Innocence
• 3. Caressing His Chiseled Body in the Penthouse
• 4. Ravishing Ecstasy in the Penthouse
• In Summary

1. His Chiseled Body Shook the Room

The atmosphere in the penthouse shifted as soon as he entered. His sheer presence filled the room, shivering against our skin. His sinewy, muscled body was built for pleasure, urging us to give in to his embrace. His thick chest, bulging with muscle, seemed to wrap around me and linger in my thoughts. His lips were full, his eyes laced with lust, and his touch scorched me wherever it graced. I was in awe of this magnificent Adonis, and felt myself trembling with excitement and anticipation.

He moved rhythmically, tantalizingly, against my body, igniting a spark that bursts into a roaring flame. I felt my breath catch in my chest as I succumbed to his domination. His overpowering energy and strength filled me with a desire I never knew existed, ripping away any inhibition and begging me to surrender. I reached my peak as I felt his chiseled body shaking the room. His passionate lovemaking left me craving more and eager to experience it all again.

2. His Muscles Stole my Innocence

• He Gazed Into my Eyes and Claimed me

I could feel my innocence melting away under the heat of his gaze. His eyes were so intense and passionate that it seemed to me he was peering into my soul and could see all my secrets. Standing nearly a foot taller than me, his body rippled with muscles like a God amongst men. I felt my heart beating faster as he moved closer and closer until his masculine scent enveloped me. His lips crashing onto mine set my skin ablaze as the heat of his embrace coerced my soul into submitting to his will.

• His Body Dominated Mine

He wanted to ravish me and I let him do it, powerless to resist. His strong hands easily lifting me and carrying me to the top floor penthouse. As he laid me on the bed, I felt so small and overwhelmed by his presence. His hands caressing and exploring my body as if I was a treasure to be discovered and conquered. I was no longer able to control my need to be taken and I willingly submitted to him. His body dominating mine quenched some previously unknown craving that I didn’t know I had. I completely and willingly surrendered to him as he brought me to new heights of pleasure.

3. Caressing His Chiseled Body in the Penthouse

I was so ready for the experience that I didn’t care anymore if I got caught in the penthouse or not. I wanted it. I wanted this muscle jock like I never wanted anything else.

He quickly took off his shirt, revealing his incredibly sculpted body. I wanted to caress and explore every muscle, every vein, every line of his body. His abs were so taut and strong, I wanted to lay my head in the valley between them. His chest, his arms, and his legs–all of him was just begging to be kissed and touched. He noticed my gawking and he smiled at me, giving me a tiny nod, letting me know that he wanted me too.

Slowly, I moved my hands all over his body. I touched his chest, I squeezed his biceps. Each inch of him was alive with an energy that I wanted to tap into. It was like his body was a reservoir of sensation. I moved my hands over his body like an artist painting a canvas–carefully, with intention.

I knelt down and pulled out my tongue, running it across his abdomen in a figure eight. His muscles rippled from the sensation and he let out a strangled groan. I raised myself up and kissed him on the neck and then moved down his chest and abdomen, alternately kissing, licking, and biting in a rhythm that made him twitch with pleasure.

I grabbed his hand and I ran it through my hair and down my back. I could feel his hard muscles against my skin, and I could feel his need radiating out from him. I wanted to keep exploring the rest of his body, but I knew this wasn’t enough. I wanted to give him something that he’d never forget.

4. Ravishing Ecstasy in the Penthouse

The Augury of Ravishment:

• The mood was electric from the start as I rode up to the eightieth floor of the penthouse.
• My heart raced with anticipation, yearning to be washed away in the waves of unbridled ecstasy that were sure to come.
• My eyes were filled with visions of a heavenly Adonis before me – muscles rigorously flexing with every movement of his body.
• We enjoyed a bottle of champagne on the balcony of the extravagant suite.
• The view of the city was breathtaking, but I could barely take my eyes off of him.

An Enchanting Ecstatic Act:

• As I lay bare and vulnerable on the bed, I felt a powerful hunger drawing us close together.
• The heat of our bodies thundered like the electric storm outside, the sheer force of our desire charged the air.
• He pressed against me and I became lost in the ocean of rapture that his strength and vigor had conjured.
• I curled my body in surrender to his spellbinding touch, delighting in how skillfully he explored all of my desires.
• We rocked against each other for hours, finally reaching a crescendo of passionate, pleasure-filled bliss.

In Summary

The penthouse was my own personal paradise, a thrilling playground for pleasure where I experienced an ecstasy I never imagined possible. Muscle jock had ravished me in the most complete and intimate way possible. His manly roughness and delicate caress made my body tingle with pleasure. I was aroused in a way I never thought possible and felt a desires I thought had been wholly satiated.

My encounter with Muscle Jock left an indelible mark on me, transforming me into a man of deeper understanding and connection and of a fuller intimacy than I had ever known before. The memory of it will linger forever; the strength of it shall never recede from my mind.