Rammed by the Hot Handy Man, Raw!
It was just another night in the city; neon lights reflecting off the rain slicked pavements, the air full of the scents of the night life - sweat, pheromones, and sex. I slowly walked down the street, taking in all the sights and sounds around me. I was looking for something, anything, to keep me occupied. And, as fate would have it, I found much, much more than I bargained for.
A tall, broad-shouldered figure stepped into my path. He had an undeniable air of masculinity about him, his face framed by a thick beard, his eyes piercing through the night. This was the man, I realized, that I had been searching for. As he stared into my eyes I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, arousal flooding my veins like fire. And, without any words spoken, I knew he wanted the same thing as me.
We shared a slow, lingering kiss, our tongues entwined in a desperate embrace. The energy between us was electric and I felt myself crashing into an unspoken desire between us.
He grabbed me with strength and pulled his body against mine; his muscles rippling against my skin as he led me towards somewhere we could explore our passions. I abandoned myself to him and the overwhelming desire that had taken over my body. He ran his calloused hands all over my body; exploring and worshipping my skin as I melted into his.
It wasn’t long before my clothes were thrown to the floor and I was lying prone before him on the bed. I could feel the raw energy of our two bodies between us, as he pulled me closer and pushed himself harder against me. He rammed his body into mine, the feeling of his hard muscles pushing through me with each thrust igniting every nerve I possessed.
His hands curled around me as he continued to pound into me mercilessly; each raw force accompanied by a whisper of pleasure. And then, as if in perfect unison, we both fell over the edge of the abyss and I felt every muscle in my body tense and freeze.
This was the night I was rammed by the hot handy man, and I would never be the same again.
Table of Contents
- 1. His Hands Were Like Heaven
- 2. Prepping for Penetration
- 3. A Feeling of Fate
- 4. Riding to Ecstasy and Beyond
- Final Thoughts
1. His Hands Were Like Heaven
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His hands grabbed my body, tightly and urgently. His fingers moved in infrared heat, tracing every contour of my waiting back. I gasped as strong sensual strokes blazed along the sensitive curvature of my spine, like fire in a dry tinder. He stared into my eyes, deep as the ocean, and I could feel the energy radiating from his look, like twin fires reflecting in the night.
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We moved closer still, his warm flesh melting into mine. His body pressing hard against me, his hands caressing around to my hips. Suddenly, a raw intensity overtook us. His rough manliness took over, and he was pushing me strongly now. His finger tips crept along my navel as he entered me in a frenzied rush of pleasure. His fingers, digging deep, filled me with a desire that I had never experienced, a fire that only his hands seem to stoke. I was being taken by the man, and I welcomed the ravishing rapture of his ardor.
2. Prepping for Penetration
My whole body quivered with anticipation as I looked the other man in the eye. He was hot, real hot. He must have known too because he leaned in and softly brushed his fingers over my cheek, my nipples hardened at the sensation.
My breathing deepened and without a second to hesitate, his hand trailed down my chest and soon, his fingers were exploring the length of my hardon. I felt my cock swell and I shifted my hips closer as I sought his fingers. He cupped my balls and then, ever so slowly, twisted his hand in that perfect handshake-like gesture. As his grip tightened and his fingers increased in pressure, I could feel my orgasm coming closer closer as he prepared me for penetration.
- I wriggled in anticipation as he pushed my legs apart
- His eyes blazing, his face close to mine
- My heart raced and my breathing came in shallow gasps
- Amidst the flow of endorphins, I could feel the throbbing in my veins
He licked his lips as he explored my body, his hands lingering around my inner thighs, arousing me further. Without warning, he grasped my erection, pushing his hand in rhythm with a cadence that left me in a state of pure bliss. My muscles tensed as I felt him ready me to be taken. I wanted him. I wanted him now.
3. A Feeling of Fate
The Handy Man
He was a tall, burly man with a thick beard that stretched across his ruggedly handsome face. His toned muscles glistened when the sun glanced off them as he towered over me, my heart fluttering with excitement. He was far more handsome than I’d expected, and the thought of us together soon sent a shiver down my spine.
The Raw Experience
He naturally assumed the dominant role as he pulled me closer to him. His strong hands gripping me tightly, I felt an overload of pleasure when he thrust himself deep inside me. His coarse manliness was something that had never been experienced before, my body his to control. As I relinquished my inhibitions, the full strength of his power pinning me down, I felt like I was lost in the most rapturous moment of our tryst. His thrusts were like the strike of lightning piercing through me, my pleasure a never-ending current that sent me to a place beyond comprehension.
-Raw and powerful thrusts
-Heavy breathing and intense anticipation
-Clenching of the body in anticipation
-An eruption of savage pleasure
-The pure pleasure of being controlled and devoured
4. Riding to Ecstasy and Beyond
Feeling him from behind
- The sensation of his enterprising hard-on pressed against my back was clear as he leaned in closer.
- His muscular frame melded with mine while his free hand clung tightly to my nightstand for support.
- He taunted my neck with his manicured lips as his other hand snaked down to my inner thigh.
- I was hypersensitive in anticipation as he lightly brushed his fingertips around my waistline, sending my hormones into a frenzy.
Rammed to Ecstasy
- The moment had come. Taking my hand, he pulled me off the edge of the bed, and lifted me up, to face him.
- In a dizzying array of motions, he yanked my boxers down and proceeded to shove me against the wall, signaling the start of a journey I wouldn’t soon forget.
- Our flesh collided in passionate force as he grinded his hips against mine, pushing me further and further towards the abyss of raw, ecstatic pleasure.
- My climax built exponentially, heat radiating from his body, encapsulating me in an energy I never wanted to escape.
Final Thoughts
As I lay there in the afterglow of the bedroom, my body sore yet relaxed, I reflected upon the intense pleasure I had just experienced, exultant that I had found such a passionate connection in a complete stranger. A reminder of how easy it is to open up and express ourselves, even in these chaotic times. This one night of unadulterated bliss had opened up a whole new realm of possibilities and the inner flame that had been ignited will never be extinguished. For here, in this moment, I was wild, free and ready to take on whatever lay in my path, forever marked by the splendor of the night I was rammed by the hot handy man, raw!
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