Sucking Oliver: An Intensely Sensual Story
I plopped down in the booth across from Oliver. He was a seriously handsome guy who had recently transferred to town. His skin was smooth, his eyes golden brown, and he moved with an easy, languid grace. His smile lit up my insides like a flare and the spark between us was electric. We looked each other over, sizing each other up, and I knew he was trouble but I didn’t care. I wanted him and I was determined to get him.
The talk around the table turned to sex and soon enough we were all sharing our steamy tales, painting wickedly erotic pictures with our words. We could all see what Oliver and I wanted from each other. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, letting my desire consume me. I reached out to caress his cheek and he shivered in anticipation. I wanted to get closer, to savor the smell and taste of him, to explore every inch of his body. I had a feeling that it was going to be an incredibly momentous night. It was time to start ‘Sucking Oliver’ and satisfy the dirty urges and needs of both of us.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Passionate Prelude
- 2. Taking Flight in His Mouth
- 3. The Crescendo of Pleasure
- 4. Bonding Intensely in Ecstasy
- Insights and Conclusions
1. The Passionate Prelude
I had been waiting for what felt like an eternity. Seated in the corner booth of the small dive bar, I felt my anticipation rising with every passing minute. The air around me was thick, heavy with longing. He looked just like the pictures he’d sent – deep, chocolate eyes, tousled hair, and sculpted jawline. I could barely contain myself.
My gaze followed him as he moved across the room, my anticipation reaching a fever pitch when he approached my table. He smiled, a gesture that lit up his entire face. My heart seemed to skip a beat, and suddenly time seemed to slow, down as our eyes met.
He leaned in, his body filling my senses with his intense masculinity. His lips brushed softly against my own, setting off an electric current that traveled my entire body. I could feel his hand on the back of my neck and his lips on my mouth, urging me to take the lead. I did, eagerly exploring his mouth with my tongue, tasting the sweetness there.
He pulled back, his eyes almost black with need. With one swift motion he reversed our positions, pushing me back on the booth and pinning me with his strong arms. His mouth went to my neck, meticulously licking and kissing the entire length of it. I moaned in pleasure, overwhelmed with sensation, and my hands moved of their own accord, exploring his body as he explored mine. My fingers latched onto his shirt, yanking it off in one swift motion, exposing his perfect, muscular chest. I bent my head, pressing my lips to his skin, and my tongues raced around each firm line. I heard his breath catch and his muscles tense, the anticipation between us almost unbearable.
He grabbed my hips, pushing against me forcefully and thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. I gasped, unable to contain the intensity of the moment. We moved together, a perfect song, and I felt myself reaching the brink of something extraordinary. His hands wandered, tempted and tantalized, and I had no choice but to surrender. Then, blissfully, I felt his manhood against me and I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a surge of desire my wall crumbled, our bodies and minds joining into one united force.
2. Taking Flight in His Mouth
My First Taste:
My tongue meandered up the back of his neck, scraping, trailing and licking. His delicious taste suffused my every sensation. A shiver ran up his spine and straight to my heart – I knew I was in for a treat. His head kicked back and a moan escaped his lips. His eyes glazed over in pleasure as my persistant tongue reached his earlobe and drew circles around it with my saliva. My hands had now found his chest, gently rubbing the soft hairs, my fingertips dancing around his nipples.
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He pushed me onto my back, half-smiling, half-auchering the display. His mouth crashed into mine in the most intense way I have ever experienced. His tongue, thick and luxurious, brushing past my lips and exploring every recess of my mouth. He maneuvered inside and out, his lips taking turns to gorge themselves on mine. Our cries of eagerness echoed around us, pushing us further and further. Then, as I shifted my legs up into the air, his lips found their way to my hardened shaft. His tongue ran, flickering wildy against my tip, tasting, savoring, celebrating. Intense tingles ran up and down my spine, my head rolling back in sweet succour and surrender. His movements were wild and unstoppable, his mouth taking me to a place I had never been to before. My breathing was erratic, my grip on the bed’s sheets, tightenening until I finally took flight.
3. The Crescendo of Pleasure
Gripping tight, Oliver’s hunky frame pressed into my own. His toned legs straddling my thigh. Our eyes met, electrifying our mutual need. His body tight against mine, I felt the intense heat of our carnal connection and as our breaths entwined.
I relentlessly conquered his lips, my tongue twirling around his own. His hands caressed my back as he growled in pleasure. Tilting his head, Oliver allowed me to take the lead. With a hand pressed against the back of his neck I guided his mouth to mine. My other hand slid down his neck and delicately grazed his chiseled chest.
- Licking down his toned chest, I trace circles around his nipples before continuing to his toned abs.
- Firmly gripping his body, my hands comprised of his bulging biceps, before reaching his waist.
- Teasingly my tongue travels around his navel before finding its purpose in his moist and eagerly awaiting, southern paradise.
- Passionately consuming his alluring manhood with my eager mouth.
- Suckling Oliver’s luscious rod probing deep, savoring its flavor and incredible circumference.
- Kissing and licking his entire lower region, basking in its spicy and salty flavor.
Lost in pleasure, I teased the several black fluffy hairs below Oliver’s manhood for few moments until he let out a euphoric roar of pleasure. My lips sealed around his massive length, I sucked with the force of a steam engine, creating the most intense pleasure for him, the thunderous moans of pleasure echoing around his bedroom. His hands agrippling my hair and his body shaking in waves of pleasure, Oliver’s crescendo of pleasure grew to its climax.
4. Bonding Intensely in Ecstasy
My lips met Oliver’s, and my tongue entered his mouth as he moaned in pleasure. I had wanted him since the moment we locked eyes at the club, and I was making my play. His body was so soft and smooth, and I could tell he wanted me as much as I wanted him. He tasted like the wildest of fruits – sweet and tangy, with notes of spice and citrus. It made me want to devour him, starting with his lips, then his neck, before gradually exploring the rest of his body.
I gently pulled away from the kiss and teased him with my tongue. I licked down the side of his neck, and he shuddered and gasped with every stroke. I savored how tightly he held me against him as I kept going lower, my tongue slowly exploring his chest, before finally getting to his nipples. I tantalized them with slow circles and quick licks, enjoying how he moaned as I teased them. I licked and sucked, barely controlling myself as my mouth fell into a frenzied rhythm with his body.
- My lips had never felt so full and alive
- His skin so soft and inviting beneath my touch
- I could feel my senses alive with passion
- My mouth became an instrument to his pleasure
- Our hearts beating as one
The sensual pleasure of his body was like an electric jolt that sent sparks all through me. We were enveloped in a sea of ecstasy, bonding more deeply with every soft moan and trembling gasp. I slowly kissed my way down to his crotch, and his body responded with anticipation. My tongue found its way to his hardness, and I closed my eyes as our ultimate pleasure was about to take us away in a wave of satiation.
Insights and Conclusions
The taste of Oliver’s wetness lingered on my lips long after I had finished. His thick load lingering for me to savor and relish. I had been completely taken aback by the intensity of his orgasm, and its devastating effect on my body. His slickness dripping down my face and unquestionably marking the end of an intensely sensual encounter. I left knowing that I’d never forget the pleasure of sucking Oliver.
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