Sucking the Life from Oliver’s Big Dick
The neon lights were blinding, but all I could see was the hulking figure of Oliver. I guess he was only a few years out of college, but he already looked like a study in pure masculinity. His muscular arms wrapped around me with a grip that both tempted and scared me, and I could make out the vague shape of his big, hard cock pressing against my thigh. I knew his desire was strong, and I wanted to see if I had what it takes to bring out the life in his mighty member. Tonight, I would suck the life from Oliver’s big dick and taste the sweet delight of our pleasure.
Table of Contents
- 1. The Lustful Explosion of Sensuality
- 2. Delicious Sucking of Oliver’s Hard Cock
- 3. Masterful Follow-Through of Enthralling Experiences
- 4. Reveling in the Ecstasy of Performing Oral Pleasures
- To Wrap It Up
1. The Lustful Explosion of Sensuality
The first thing that I noticed when I saw Oliver, was his big dick. It was an impressive sight, straining at the waist of his trousers, the fabric barely containing its promise of pleasure. With an eagerness to see more, I quickly undid the buttons of his fly and caught my first real glimpse of his prize possession.
It was exactly as I had imagined – thick and long, the veins crawling across its length, the head a bright pink bulb, glistening and inviting.
- I let my tongue trace a path along its length, savouring the taste and the sensation of its texture
- I teasingly caressed and sucked its length, feeling his body respond
- I tickled the base of its root, sending shivers of electricity through his veins
- I explored the contours of its head, feeling the heat emanating from its hole
- I was about to take it in my mouth, but he couldn’t wait any longer and he started thrusting
The sexual energy in the room seemed to explode as I felt every inch of his huge cock stroking and massaging my tongue. He moved harder and harder, his breathing becoming more and more laboured as I felt the veins in his shaft pulse and the heat intensifying in his tip. I could feel him reaching his climax, and with one final thrust he let out a loud cry and released himself into my mouth. I sucked hard, wanting to taste every bit of his pleasure, and as our breaths calmed I felt his body relax into mine.
2. Delicious Sucking of Oliver’s Hard Cock
The Act
Oliver’s hard cock felt so satisfying in my mouth. I could feel the deep rumble of pleasure as I licked and sucked on it. I could feel his pulse quickening as I caressed his shaft with my tongue, tracing circles around the tip of his thick rod. He had his eyes closed and his head thrown back in ecstasy. I could feel the warmth of his crotch growing hotter and hotter as I enveloped his erect shaft completely.
The heat intensified as we moved together; I alternated between gentle sucking and simpler licking while circling my tongue around the head of his twitching member. I could taste the salty sweat of his skin as the juices of his arousal mixed with the warmth of my tongue. I lavished his cock with a passionate fervor, tasting and pleasuring him with passionate flair. Oliver breathed heavily as I sucked the life from his big dick, giving and receiving pleasure in return.
3. Masterful Follow-Through of Enthralling Experiences
I could feel Oliver’s low, guttural grunts as I pressed into the softness of his perfect, pulsing lips. His unyielding shaft was wide and firm to the touch; I was intimate with every inch of it. Every stroke – every caress, every lift and drop – sent me spiraling further and further away from reality. His cock was a delightfully smooth and inviting texture, almost begging for more of my gentle, skilled tongue.
- He moaned as I let the energy from his cock surge through my body, the sensation electrifying my sensual contributions.
- My deep, passionate kisses were the only thing keeping him from exploding into a wave of pleasure and joy, yet I felt unable to tear away from his inviting embrace.
I could scarcely believe the sheer bliss from every wet kiss and lick. My tongue was a magic wand of delight; it expertly weaved through the crevices of his rock hard length. With every plunge of my mouth, I could feel Oliver’s pleasure rising like never before. The heat emanating from his penis was almost too much to bear, the warmth spread over my entire self like a thick fog, the taste of his salty offerings rewarding me each time.
4. Reveling in the Ecstasy of Performing Oral Pleasures
It all began with a quiet evening, and Oliver and I were out at the club, unaccompanied and craving more than just drinks. We shared a long romantic glance that granted us permission to touch each other. A kind of secret code we’d been using all night. Invitation granted.
I couldn’t help but admire the sight of Oliver shirtless as we slipped into the back room, his body immaculate in the low light. I was there for one thing, and one thing only. For starters I placed clusters of kisses along his body as my hands lingered along every inch of skin and muscle. But then came the worship. I devoured him with my mouth, savoring every inch like it was my last meal. My tongue, teeth, lips—they devoured what my eyes had already feasted on. I took his big, hard cock into my mouth and kissed it like it was my own. I wanted to keep him at a pleasure point that was almost unbearable as I teased him slowly, swirling my tongue around the now droopy head. And then, in one powerful thrust, it all went up another level! I wanted to get every single drop of pleasure and sweetness he had in him, and so I kept going—sliding my tongue along the length of his shaft, stopping only when I could hear the deep, throaty moan he released as he came impacting my insides.
The sensation felt as if nothing else existed in that room. I can still feel Oliver’s juices dripping down my throat, as I released him a bit reluctantly. There was something special in that moment, as if I’d just experienced the definition of ‘complete’.
To Wrap It Up
He lay there, lifeless and panting; the only sound was the buzz of flies in the oppressive heat of that room. Oliver’s thighs were quivering, his legs still entwined around me. His hard dick was still inside me, and I felt like I’d stolen the fire of life from him and left him a husk in my arms. With one final deep thrust, I left his body, feeling the tight wet heat of him pull away from me. I had barely caught my breath before I heard the sweet sound of his heart starting to beat again, life returning him to the present. I smiled, knowing that I had taken the life from Oliver’s big dick, and in its place I had given him the most exquisite pleasure I could offer.
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