Sucking Lincoln: A Dark and Erotic Journey
The night was dark and full of secrets. Lincoln was a tall, handsome blue-eyed devil up for anything as long as it was naughty and no strings attached. I had been wanting to get with him for months; his thick lips, broad shoulders and cropped blond hair were just a few of the hard-to-ignore features that turned me on. We both knew that this wasn’t going to be just another one night stand.
The moment our lips touched in a passionate embrace, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist the intense, erotically charged energy between us. His tongue tasted as sweet as honey and our bodies moved in sync as he explored every part of me with fervor and desire. I wanted and needed more and he was more than willing to provide.
Sucking Lincoln was a dark and erotic journey. It was everything I expected and more. It was rough, wild and raw with no rules or limits. I was emancipated from all my inhibitions and I was free to explore my deepest desires with total abandon.
It was a night I will never forget and it opened my eyes to a new world of endorphin-induced bliss.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Desirous Temptation Of Lincoln
- 2. Sucking His Veins – The Anticipation and Kink of Oral
- 3. The Visceral High of a Deep Throat Lincoln Experience
- 4. Finding the Pleasure in a Dark and Intense Journey
- The Way Forward
1. The Desirous Temptation Of Lincoln
I.
The anticipation of meeting Lincoln was like a simmering cauldron, and all I could think of was his name and the thought of his body pressed against mine. Although the details of our meeting began to fade, his voice and smell stayed with me, driving me to desire his lips and caress his broad shoulders.
He was a tall glass of water, dressed in subtly provocative clothing that barely contained the perfection of his body. His grey eyes shimmered with the intensity of one already familiar with desire, of a man who knew his worth. I was entranced.
His lips were slightly parted, inviting and teasing, while his gaze stopped just shy of being inviting yet presenting an invitation nonetheless. He called my name and smiled as he leaned against me. His hands softly tracing my neck to my chest down to my waist, driving me towards pure pleasure. His fingertips caressing my every curve, building and exploding simultaneously, like a fire within.
My mouth eager to explore his, our tongues met and sparked, as the urgency of the moment engulfed us both. Our hands slowly roamed each other’s bodies, tongues and mouths coming together to drive us towards moments of passion that we so desperately needed. He was commanding and controlling, yet understanding and beautiful. I could feel his hunger and desire for me, and I wanted nothing more than to be in his embrace.
II.
The room glowed in the candlelight, sparks of heat radiating through me as we moved closer together. His fingertips cooled me as he moved them up my arms, and I wanted to feel as his skin moved and glided close to mine. His hands roamed the curves and contours of my body.
He was the perfect storm, his energy and presence the waves we were riding. His breath on my neck sent a wave of electricity over me with each gentle brush. The words he whispered in my ear pushed me over the edge and pulled me ever closer. As we explored each other’s body, my senses were overwhelmed with pleasure and heat. His hands explored my neck, shoulders, and chest, as I stroked his arms, back, and waist. Our hips moving against one another, grinding and pushing, and feeling the heat of our connection.
The connection between us grew deeper, the fire of our connection intensifying as our bodies entwined in an almost never ending loop of passion and desire. Lincoln was a temptress, drawing me in further and further, and my need for him exploded and sizzled with each touch. Our lips meshed together, and I was mesmerized by his kiss and in that moment I felt more alive than ever before.
2. Sucking His Veins – The Anticipation and Kink of Oral
- I could feel his partial erection slowly start to grow as I kneeled between his spread legs, pressing my lips to his inner thigh.
- The soft sigh that spilled from between his lips set my heart pounding, heat radiating up from my chest as I tasted his salty skin, rough but electric.
So began my journey with Lincoln: a feeling of anticipation that would never quite subside, even as I discovered the ways in which his body reacted to my touch.
He moaned as I licked languid circles above his testicles, my fingers tightening around his hardening shaft as I kissed my way around the circumference of his cock. Moving up to his veiny length, I pressed my lips against the pulsing heat, a slow, succulent slide of my tongue devastatingly pleasurable.
Relishing the ever-building intensity, I moved on to his crown, pressing deep and drawing circles with my tongue. His hips arching, his hands gripping tighter at my hair, Lincoln’s pleasure surpassed my own as I drove us both to the brink of ecstasy.
3. The Visceral High of a Deep Throat Lincoln Experience
The moment he opened the door I was filled with an intense arousal that was a visceral pleasure that only a deep throat experience with Lincoln could provide. He had a dashing smile and striking eyes that made my heart race and I knew right away I was hooked. His caramel skin glistened in the dim light, and an intoxicating aroma, a mix of vanilla, sandalwood and musk, filled the room as I stepped in.
It began as a slow and sensual embrace, our mouths eagerly exploring one another with gentle strokes of our tongues. I felt his strength and hunger as his incredible lips sucked mine. His hands moved expertly to my most sensitive places, teasing and caressing, all the way down to my innermost chambers. His fingers found their way to my inner depths, sending shivers of pleasure throughout my body as if I had suddenly become one with an electric force. His every touch left my body in its wake, heightened my senses, and made me ache for more. I let out a primal groan as he mastered my desire, pushing me beyond the boundaries of conscious thought with pleasure so potent that I felt it in every part of my body.
4. Finding the Pleasure in a Dark and Intense Journey
His Kiss
The first taste of pleasure came from the sensation of his electrifying kiss. Soft yet teeming with passion, his lips were the gateway to the depths of hedonistic pleasure. His languid tongue teased mine, licking up and down my teeth and inner cheeks. Sweetly he urged me to follow his lead and allow my own lips to explore his and surrender to the overwhelming arousal I felt as I pressed more passionately against him. Our introductory kiss lasted only a moment, but the effects on my body and soul soon followed, and I was ready for more.
His Touch
I wanted more. I motioned for Lincoln to come closer, begging with my eyes for him to explore me with more intent. Slowly he encircled my body with his strong arms, and all at once I was at peace, comforted by his heat and touch. His fingers delicately traced the outline of my face and each arm before finally finding their way to my lower body. His ministrations coaxed forth my desire, and I moaned as his strong hands caressed my inner thighs. He moved towards my crotch, and I felt the undeniable thrill of pleasure as his manipulation left me on the level of utter exhaustion. His grasp was steady and sure as his exploring fingers brought me to levels of euphoria impossible to deny.
The Way Forward
The night I spent with Lincoln was filled with a dark and erotic journey – an experience too intense to be forgotten. What we shared was passionate, hard and messy. I never felt so alive and so free. His touch and his power ignited an inferno in my heart and my soul, and his body made me moan in ecstasy. His words made me feel fearless and his hungry lips left an indelible mark on my skin. I said goodbye to Lincoln with a heavy heart, knowing I’d never forget this night and the beautiful, blissful storm that he unleashed on me.
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