Swallowing Lincoln’s Dark Blessing
The city of Lincoln was a seedy place, but that only made it more appealing to certain people. In particular, the dark alleys between the buildings whispered a kind of secret promise–if you were strong and brave enough, you could find what your heart desired. As for me, my heart desired the dark blessing that Lincoln had to offer–a no-holds-barred, come-as-you-are kind of pleasure that was fueled by the depths of passion and sin. So with a lustful ache for more, I ventured into Lincoln’s dark alleys, ready to explore every blessed inch of my carnal desires.
Table of Contents
- 1. Hunger For Lincoln’s Forbidden Fruit
- 2. Unveiling Lincoln’s Dark Double Life
- 3. His Majesty’s Alluring Secret Brewing
- 4. Taking The Moment Of Lincoln’s Unbridled Pleasure
- In Summary
1. Hunger For Lincoln’s Forbidden Fruit
Desperately Fantasizing The Forbidden Fruit
I’d been dreaming and fantasizing about Lincoln for weeks. Something about his ruggedly dark looks and tight fitting butt-hugging jeans. I wanted to see what storms lay beneath. His eyes were an invitation that I could not refuse. I needed to know what pathetic confessions and lustful secrets were hidden in the shadows of his mind.
I was sitting there alone at the bar, nursing my whiskey when Lincoln walked in. He wasn’t alone. Into the bar descends like a dark angel a stunning, sultry beauty. I felt my throat contract and my breath hitch. I felt the pressure and desire build up inside me. I could almost taste his forbidden fruit on my tongue. I wanted to feel the thick heat of Lincoln’s musky skin against mine. I knew then that I wanted to delve deep into that forbidden land.
The night unfolded as I’d already hoped it would. Finally we were alone and I couldn’t stop myself from wanting what I had craved all evening. My desire was a fiery animal trapped in my stomach that had been begging for this moment. His eyes were pure fire and desire and so was mine. Our mouths crashing together hard and hungry. His tongue invaded my mouth and his hands moved around my body, exploring and mapping with a carnal intensity. Suddenly his lips left mine and found their way down my neck to my nipples. We both savoured the moment as if our lives depended on it. This taste of what was to come brought us both to the edge of sanity as his forbidden fruit rushed through my veins, wrapping around my limbs and driving me to a state of pure ecstasy.
2. Unveiling Lincoln’s Dark Double Life
Darkness saturated the garden surrounding Lincolns estate; the shadows interrupted only by the moonlight, its seductive glow casting their secrets in a languid hue. I had come to meet him, having heard the rumors of his ‘alter-ego’. I parked my car just beyond the iron gates and snuck inside the museum. Taking refuge in the shadows, I watched as he laughed with a stranger in the corner, my heart pounding as I saw him. Clad in leather and uncertainty he exposed his dark blessing for all the world to see.
He stepped forward and I felt his eyes on me, piercing my heart with their intensity. We moved closer until I could smell the musk of his skin and the heat of his lust, and I felt my desire rise up in me. His hands moved across my body, unbuttoning my shirt and tasting my body with a fervor I had never experienced before. I shuddered as he explored me, his skin and mine united as one. The darkness was our blessing, and I willingly swallowed it all in, broken and restored, if only for a moment.
3. His Majesty’s Alluring Secret Brewing
Lincoln knelt, with a low bow of respect, offering his unadulterated obedience to the man towering above him. His face, red and aroused, he stayed in position, not daring to make a sound.
The man didn’t move, but breathed heavily, looking at his young devotee with a fascination that made Lincoln tremble under his watchful gaze. Then, in the blink of an eye, the man raised his hand, clapping it above Lincoln’s head in a gesture of approval, uttering his blessing.
The man’s fingers brushed softly against Lincoln’s lips and then, ever so gently, coaxed them open. Lincoln groaned, pushing against the man’s fingers in pleasure, as he greedily accepted his dark blessing that flowed freely from the man’s inner depths, soaking everything in its path. Lincoln’s stomach gurgled and churned manically as if dancing to the beat of this newfound delight.
The man closed his eyes in pleasure, and for a moment Lincoln felt like they were a part of something else, something larger than life itself. He shuddered in delight, letting himself go, and all he could taste was the man’s dark blessing.
4. Taking The Moment Of Lincoln’s Unbridled Pleasure
Lincoln’s hands guided me down and I tasted every inch of him. His salty, musky flavor was intoxicating. My tongue encircled every point and ridge of his hard shaft, teasing and tantalizing. I teased out every drop of forbidden pleasure as I let my lips and tongue swell around him. Grunts and growls of pleasure echoed off the walls with each slurp I took and every deep kiss I gave.
My mouth never leaving his body, I felt the intensity growing as his hips began to thrust into my lips. Faster and stronger, his body trembled and his final moan filled the air as I swallowed the entirety of his dark blessing. Taking my time and savoring his heat, I gave my body over completely to the joyous occasion. His hands stroked my head and I felt his satisfaction and relief wash over his body. The moment of unbridled pleasure was complete.
In Summary
The night had finally come to an end, and in the days that followed, the memory of Lincoln’s dark blessing lingered. As I walked away, I felt a wave of dark energy wash over me, as if another part of me had been reborn. I felt every inch of myself, craving for just one more taste. I took in a deep breath and smiled, feeling the resurgence of my lusty appetite. I know I will always deserve Lincoln’s dark blessing, and I will always welcome it with open arms.
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