The palm-filled skyline of Rio rose up to a tantalizing challenge – and I answered it with a hungry smile. The energy of the city was almost tangible, enhanced with giant jewels of pleasure. Big dicks swinging around every corner, eager and waiting to be swept away into a night of raunchy, passionate embrace. My heart beat in time with that electrifying pulse, and I knew I was in for an unforgettable ride.
Browsing: Erotic
The Selfie Guy. His piercing blue eyes, delicate lips, and bronzed frame intoxicated me. I braced against the wall, I could taste him as he whispered in my ear, his hands reaching around my body exploring, setting fire to every nerve. Our erotic night was just beginning.
The sun peeked through the curtains, inviting warmth as I lay in my bed, a dreamy haze over me. With rapt attention, I scanned the sexy selfie of the dark-haired hunky boy, hovering my thumb over his face, tracing the curve of his lips. My heart raced as my imagination ran wild with hot, steamy fantasies, my desire for him growing with each passing second.
I watched as he posed in the shadows, thrusting those hard-edged hips, with that flirtatious smirk, offering an open invitation that I couldn’t resist. I savoured the heat radiating off his tight body and gorgeous face, perfect for the kind of erotic adventures I’d been craving. As I approached, I heard his breathy whisper, begging me to be his, and my heart raced as pleasure surged through me. His selfies had entranced me, and his lips were thirsty for me.
The salt and sand were the perfect sensual aphrodisiac as the waves embraced our naked bodies. His soft lips, exploring my aroused cock as I unfocused my eyes in pleasure. His tongue, skillfully tantalizing my tip then swirling around to tongue the base. His deliciousness was my fantasy come alive.
He felt the sand beneath his feet and a warmth from within that seemed to grow with each passing second. His rippling muscles, a brown skin across the beach, and an emotion that begged for a closer connection between them both. His expectations were met as a passionate kiss swept the air and ripped through his soul. An explosive gay erotic encounter it was, as if waves of pleasure were crashing against the shore.
He yearns for me, and the sight of his hunger enthralls me. His hands, slick and hot, inch their way up my body, softly scorching me as they shift and explore. I’m shaking, aching, ready for the hungry beast inside him to be unleashed.
He looks good enough to eat, and I’m ready to devour him. I take him in my mouth, every inch of him, slowly pushing my tongue deep as I pleasure him with my gracefully experienced technique. His eyes roll back in pleasure, a low purr emanating from his chest. My masterful ministrations make him moan in delight. This is the kind of worship he needs– no holds barred.