He smiled a devilish grin and I felt my heartbeat quicken. His hands on my back, pulling me to him, sent waves of arousal through my entire body. I shuddered at the thrill of my initiation – this was my first temptation and it was way too good.
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Asher craved the wild nightlife and locked himself in its grip. His desires ran deep and dark, fuelling his games of wild, uninhibited seduction. He’d never felt so alive as when a man’s touch fired his body and mined his soul. Pleasure ignited and transgressions emerged, revealing a man, beyond his desires, reckless and carefree in his pleasure.
Down the stairs he dragged me, into the dark depths of Asher’s cellar. His hands were all over me; my skin, slick with sweat, almost burning with the intensity of his touch. I felt my inhibitions dropping away, his relentless desire pulling me ever closer. He was like a temptress, drawing me in, using pleasure as his weapon. I was powerless against the desire coursing through my veins.
He tasted Asher’s big rod of love – an exquisite symphony of hardened steel and velvet skin that melted on his tongue and sent sparks of lightning shooting through his brain. Every lick was a surge of power and pleasure, a thrill of desire that drove him faster and further into an orgasmic flurry of pleasure.
The air around us was thick with anticipation. He pulled me close, and kissed me deeply. I could feel the heat rising from our bodies, his hands finding their way around my waist. We embraced, and then we were dust, spinning and tumbling in a whirl of passion as we raced towards something unseen. The night was ours.
He was aroused, and I knew was ready for me to take him – to suck him, lick him, and drive him wild. I took the clit in my mouth, savoring every twitch of pleasure my lips sent through his body, and I felt Asher come undone beneath me. I had him where I wanted him. And this was just the beginning.
He pushed inside me, taking me, and my breath hitched with a mix of pleasure and pain. I wanted more, encouraging him with words and rhythm. Harder and deeper he pushed, filling me and claiming me, dominating, and I felt nearly weak with the intensity of it, my eyes drifting shut as I moaned. Here in the dark, in Asher’s arms, I’d found…nothing less than utter satisfaction.
Asher smiled, unbuttoning his jeans, letting out his tight, hard cock. He grabbed a pillow, squeezing it tight as he began to jerk off. Focused, determined, he moved his hand faster and faster until finally cum exploded from his hard shaft, coating the pillow beneath him in his sweet semen. Life had given him a delicious gift- and he was ready to savor the taste.
Asher’s cum filled the back of my throat like a supernova, setting my taste buds ablaze with a million starry explosions. He moaned louder each time I swallowed, urging me on to take every last bit, orgasmic fire crackling in his voice.