Sucking Gasps of Pleasure from Brook’s Throat
My eyes devoured the contours of Brook’s body, from the imposing ridges of his shoulders, to the curves of his tight, muscled ass. Everything he had to offer was irresistibly tempting, and I couldn’t help myself. I reached out to touch him, my fingers electrified with a longing I’d never known until now. I wanted him, and I wanted him in the most primal and consuming way.
Our first kiss was like a bomb-explosion. His lips were moving as if he wanted to say something, but he could only give in to the pleasure my tongue was eliciting from his carcass. We were both gasping, as if the air around us had suddenly become thicker and hard to inhale. I had Brook completely enthralled by my mouth, and I pushed farther, wanting to draw out every gasp of pleasure from his throat.
Table of Contents
- 1. Arousal in the Midnight Alley
- 2. Sensual Sucking from the Depths of His Throat
- 3. Showers of Pleasure From His Nibbling Teeth
- 4. Leaving His Mark With a Lingering Soul Kiss
- Wrapping Up
1. Arousal in the Midnight Alley
My salivating lips found Brook in the midnight alley. My heart raced in anticipation, overwhelmed by the sweet scent his body emitted. With total abandon, I kissed his neck passionately, savoring the sensation of his quivering skin under my fingertips.
Like a thirsty man desperately gulping down a tankard of cider, I wanted to drink in every drop of pleasure Brook had to offer. Trailing my soft, seeking kisses down his neck I reach his collarbone, tasting the flavor of his eager perspiration and gasping in delight at the sound of his deepening moans. His own hunger for pleasure set fire the longing for more. He seemed to recognize my desires, giving a throaty sigh that ignited a flame of arousal that I had never experienced before. I reveled in the opportunity to please him, as I explored his neck and moved slowly down to the place I had longed to reach, taking sweet, addictive gasps of pleasure from Brook’s throat.
2. Sensual Sucking from the Depths of His Throat
My eyes took in every inch of his face, his full lips, his straight nose, and the deep-set dark eyes that seemed so familiar, so inviting, so entrancing. His scruffy chin and his messy hair begging for me to touch and run my fingers through its locks. But all of that was forgotten as soon as his blowing hot breath glided over my mouth.
Before I knew it he was on me, pushing his heaving body on top of mine, his hard chest pressed against me as his hands explored my pleasure points, and his mouth sought out my neck and ears. His taste was salty sweet and I found myself giving in to what I had come here for in the first place.
My hands caressed his back as his mouth found mine, his hands beneath the fabric of my shirt, exploring every inch of me. His lips so hot, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my entire body as he would dart his tongue in and out of my mouth, each pull of his lips a gasp of pleasure.
As I lay there overwhelmed, I felt myself sinking into him as his skilled lips and tongue moved lower, teasing and playing with inch of exposed flesh – until he came upon my willing neck, his lips on my throat and I felt his delicious lips suck from deep within and let out a gasp of pleasure. I felt my world spin and my breath quicken as he licked, nibbled, and sucked in gasps of pleasure from Brook’s throat.
3. Showers of Pleasure From His Nibbling Teeth
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I opened up my mouth, hearty with anticipation, and called on his tongue. His nibbling teeth ran lightly on my neck, their sharpness a pleasure that shivered across my skin. Gently he moved his way towards my ear and I felt his warm breath as he exhaled softly into my waiting ear. My spine arched as the waves of pleasure took hold, and the wetness between my legs increased.
Brook wasted no time as he searched out my lips hungrily. His mouth eagerly explored, eagerly drinking in the familiar sensation of wetness that left me quaking in anticipation. His teeth lightly grazed my lower lip before attempting to take them in their entirety. My moaning and sucking gasps of pleasure echoed in the tiny shower stall as the intensity of our lovemaking increased. The sensation of his tongue, rough yet gentle, was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted, and it left me wanting more. I felt my body tingle with pleasure and I knew that I had found something truly special.
4. Leaving His Mark With a Lingering Soul Kiss
I pulled back to admire what lay before me, my chest heaving as I sucked in greedy gasps of pleasure. Brook’s perfect chest, now slick with sweat from our passionate display, shone in the dim light of my bedroom. Eyes dark and hooded with desire, lips swollen from my caresses, he was a vision of pure lust. I reached out, tenderly tracing my fingertips along the edges of his flesh before finally coming to rest on his lips. I leaned in, breathing in his scent and, with a small sigh, pressed my lips to his.
Molten heat spread through me, like liquid velvet, and I sucked in from his lips the remnants of pleasure that lingered there. Our kiss moved from languid to passionate and back again, intensity fluctuating as I explored the depths of his mouth. I felt a hand find its way around my waist, caressing the curves there, and I shivered, feeling a surge of longing run through my veins. I finally pulled away, leaving our kiss with a lingering soul that seemed to merge us together in that moment until, eventually, I reluctantly released him.
Wrapping Up
And with a kiss of satisfied complicity, we released each other back into our respective orbits, his essence still clinging to my taste buds and my lust forever encased in his eddies of rapturous pleasure. Such magical moments of divine union remain suspended in time, ripping tears of joy from Brook’s throat as I take my last gasps of pleasure before we part and I return to the shadows of the night.
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