I arrived in Miami with nothing but my suitcase, anticipation, and lust. I didn’t know what awaited me, but I was ready. Everywhere I went, I was welcomed with tanned muscle, tight swimsuits, and men that knew exactly how to please me. My heart raced as I finally realized that I had stepped into my own erotic fantasy.
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The fog of San Fran hung thick and damp. My feet stumbled and carried me through alleys lined with danger and possibilities alike. Hung desire pulsed through me with every step. My heart raced as I spotted the alluring figure of a handsome, hirsute man, beckoning me with his bedroom eyes. I walked towards him, ready to explore the forbidden delights ahead.
He was a god of a man, his cock on full display in his selfie. I could only imagine the feel of it, the taste of it, the exquisite pleasure it would bring. The invitation was clear – take a chance. I followed a deep instinct, quivering with anticipation. I wanted just one swallow of bliss, one drenching wave of pleasure. I had to have him.
He was a bruiser of a man, his thick, muscled arms and defined chest ready to ravish me. We ripped away our clothes, flesh on flesh, and his warm lips swallowed every inch of me. Every hungry thrust of his pelvis filled me with pleasure. I’d never felt like this before, and it was a beautiful, exquisite release.
We were two young lovers, chasing the tide as it rolled out, so far away from the prying eyes of the world. We fell on the beach, legs entwined. My shirt was off, and I was already hard as we kissed feverishly, eagerly exploring each other’s nectar-sweet mouths. Our love-making was primal yet tender, and time stood still in those hazy, heady moments. Eventually, we collapsed in each other’s arms, sated, satisfied, and filled with the oceans of lust we had just conjured up together.
The sun’s gentle rays cloaked the meeting place, as the men emerged from the shadows of the trees, full of anticipation, ready to let the evening’s adventures unfold. We moved as one body, hands flying, tongues caressing, bodies groaning, until we each experienced the rapture of endlessly passionate pleasure.
He opened my mouth and tasted my breath as his tongue tasted mine. His hands roamed my body, roaming and exploring, tempting and teasing. Our arousal grew as our mouths moved together in passionate, exploratory movements. His hands slid lower and cupped me in an intimate and passionate grip, and I gasped into his mouth as my desire grew beyond anything I had felt before. He didn’t hold back and I loved it.
He kissed, licked and sucked my face like there was no tomorrow, his tongue penetrating everywhere as I squirmed in delight. His hands roamed my body, pulling me close before pushing me away; I was completely enraptured by the intensity of his desire. As we reached climax, he came onto my face in a warm, powerful feel…my skin teeming in a wild explosion of pleasure.
He ravished me in the penthouse like a wild animal. His muscular body filled the room with a blazing heat that caused my emotions to run wild. His kisses were deep and passionate, his touch electric–I had never experienced anything so carnal and erotic in my life. I was no longer in control…I let him take my body and ravish it until I was left in utter bliss.
He slammed into my ass hard, not caring that I was screaming, just wanting more and more. I lost my breath as he thrust into me with no mercy. Everything about it was an animalistic, brutal pleasure. It was a hard, primal necessity that I wanted more and more of.