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Sensual Surrender Behind the Bar

The sultry night air was filled with an energy that seemed too electric, too alive to ignore. It was a kind of presence which enabled one to know that something special, something wanted and desired was stirring in the shadows, waiting indulgently for its two willing participants.

In the far corner of the shadowy bar, a precise game of sensual surrender was beginning. Against the dimly glowing darkness, a man and a man battled for the awareness of each other in primitive gestures of desire between mindful glances, deliberate touches and whispered secrets. It was an age-old game of intimate connection leading to a discovery of what both bodies were capable of, when given indulgence and permission to open up and play.

Table of Contents

• 1. The Anticipation of Sensual Surrender
• 2. What It Feels Like Being Behind the Bar
• 3. Exploring Tantric Pleasures
• 4. Discovering the Joys of Giving Up Control
• In Conclusion

1. The Anticipation of Sensual Surrender

He walked in, lithe and imposing, and commanded the room without a word. His approach, suave and sophisticated, didn’t allude to what I knew he desired. I watched from behind the bar, my mind whirling with fantasies as I caressed my cocktail shaker like it was his body.

My senses were electrified by his presence, taboo desires igniting my body. I wanted to do things to him — naughty, delicious, forbidden things. The mere thought of kneeling before him, surrendering to his demands, quickened my pulse and coaxed a moan from my lips.
Eager to please, I mentally concocted an elixir of pleasure, an offering to my future master. A mixture of sours and bitters, syrups and spirits, a hint of mint — everything that would make him quiver. As he approached I poured the drink slowly, filling the glass with my lustful intentions.

2. What It Feels Like Being Behind the Bar

The Look in His Eyes, The Feel on My Skin

It was one of those rare nights. I was alone and didn’t know anyone in the bar. There was a feeling in my gut that something was going to happen. After a while, I noticed a man with an alluring dark gaze looking my way. Our eyes met and we exchanged a knowing glance, and I knew that the universe was teasing me. He walked closer, his eyes trailing over my body and I could feel my heart racing. Every step made me quiver with anticipation.

He propped himself up on a stool in front of me. Time seemed to slow and our eyes were still locked as one. His fingers traced the rim of my glass and I could feel his desire consume me. The sensation of his breath on my neck and his tender kiss on my lips was blissful. I could tell he wanted me.

In that moment, I felt empowered and liberated. Surrendering to him felt like I was allowing my every desire to be fulfilled. So, I opened up to him and let myself bask in this susnetual surrender. Taking in the moments, I savor every kiss, every lick and every slow stroke. I don’t want it to end. I am completely in awe.

• We exchanged a knowing glance
• His fingers traced the rim of my glass
• His breaths on my neck
• I felt empowered and liberated
• I savored every kiss, every lick and every slow stroke.

3. Exploring Tantric Pleasures

Hot Sizzle
The moment his eyes met mine, I could feel a sizzle of heat course through me. We stood across from each other, both of us leaning against the bar. His gaze never wavered, his smoldering desire hypnotizing me in place. I held his gaze and let my own desire spark in response, the air suddenly thick around us as he inched closer.

Our hands found each other’s with a natural ease, and as we grasped the others fingers, a spark ignited between us. A deep warmth blossomed in my belly as I let my gaze drift over his body, my mind already imagining the things I would do to him once we were alone. His eyes smoldered with passion, and he pressed his body into mine as we shared a deep, passionate kiss.

• We explored the smooth curves and ridges of each other’s torsos, every nerve in my body singing to him.
• With every deep, passionate kiss, I felt myself becoming more and more enticed by his tantalizing lips.
• Our hands roamed up and down each other’s bodies, exploring each other’s bodies with a slow, gentle tenderness.
• As his lips explored mine, I felt my body beginning to melt, my thoughts slipping away until all that was left was the pleasure of our bodies.

We explored each other with the intensity of lovers who had known each other for a lifetime, our bodies growing closer with each passing second. My heart raced faster as he whispered sensual promises in my ear, and my body responded to his advances with a fervor. Our embrace became progressively more intense, and I lost myself in the pleasure of his touch. I felt his warmth envelop me, and I surrendered to his sensual energy. We were lost in our own private world of ecstasy, and I wanted nothing more than to bask in our sensual surrender.

4. Discovering the Joys of Giving Up Control

Closing my eyes, I felt my inhibitions slipping away in the quiet, hidden corner of the bar. The heat of his body as his hands began to explore my body seemed to fill the entire room and my body felt electric. With no need for words, I instinctively arched my back, inviting him further. His hands delicately ran up and down my back, tracing the lines of my shoulders and back as if they had memorized the map of my body weeks before.

His hands soon found their way into my pants, then up my shirt and I felt booked with a surge of sensation. Yet, I gave no resistance, maintaining that certain stillness that made every touch feel eternal and and inviting. Eventually, he unbuttoned only the lower portion of my shirt and I felt his warm breath across my neck and shoulder sending an undeniable shiver throughout my body. As his lips found my neck, I felt my restraint evaporate as a result of his sensual surrender.

• I melted into him, giving my power away
• Hands explored more and more of my body
• His lips against my skin sent warmth through my veins

Slowly, I released the reigns of control, and allowed myself to be taken away to a place of pure ecstasy and pleasure. His lips soon found themselves against mine and I felt dizzy with pleasure, never wanting to come back to reality. His body seemed like a refuge from the world outside, protecting me and lulling me into a false sense of security and bliss. I never wanted the night to end, or him to stop exploring me. I finally realized the power and joy that can come with surrender.

In Conclusion

As the music faded, the moment lingered between us like a late-summer mist. We touched lips, felt our skin on the tingling surface of one another and melted into one another in that moment of sensual surrender. I still feel the warmth of his body against mine, in a dance between man and lover, where passion was ignited and release found. As he pushed me away to meet the last call of the evening, I knew that we would find each other again some night and embrace the sweet serenity of surrendered secrets beyond the bar.