Sheathed in the tight harness of his muscles, I straddled the stallion’s back and began my journey into passion. His broad shoulder, sculpted like Michelangelo’s David, glistened in the sunlight. He surged forward, propelling me into ecstasy. My body jolted with anticipation; I felt the burn of his heat as we rode hard into the unknown.
Browsing: experience
My heart raced as I stepped through the door. His eyes met mine and my body reacted in a way I’d never felt before. I trembled as he moved closer, and caressed my skin. His strong hands explored and sparked my desire. I felt my innocence slipping away, as I heated up for this journey through the night.
The sensual steam continued to fill the room as I slowly began to probe his tight, hot man-hole. His body seemed to teeter on pure ecstasy and I found myself being taken higher in bliss than I had ever been before. His trembling hands were all over my body and the pleasure I felt was beyond measurable. With each thrust, we both lost ourselves in the moment and I was finally home in the bareback shower of denial and pleasure.
My heart pounded as I sauntered into the bar. I locked eyes with him from across the room and knew immediately I was in for something special. He was 12in of amazing. As our lips connected, his hands explored my body and soon I was lost in a night of passionate exploration and unbridled pleasure.
The sweetest suck of my life was from Carson’s cock. His veiny, muscular, gorgeous shaft aroused me completely, and when I opened my mouth, out came a passionate moan. His taste was salty and sweet, and his hard cock filled my mouth until I was choking. I’d never felt a pleasure like it before.
He leaned in close, his lips skimming my neck, driving me wild with the pressure of his smooth, warm body pressed against mine. His hand slid beneath my waistband, searching hungrily as it edged further and further down until my ass was quivering in anticipation. I shuddered in pleasure as he pushed himself inside me, inch by inch, the warmth and intensity of his thrusts almost too much to bear.
He stepped closer, stealing my breath away with his tight, musky, and unmistakably male scent. I felt my heart racing and my desire stirring as I looked up into his eyes, brighter than stars, filling the darkness with the raw intensity of his sexuality. I knew, without a doubt, that I was about to experience my initiation.
Parker lay there, breathing in the musky scent of sex, his body still tingling with pleasure. For the first time, he’d found someone he could trust to let him explore, to savor the forbidden sweetness and to experience something that took him beyond himself. In that moment he’d finally discovered who he was meant to be.
Cameron’s body was an exquisite sculpture of masculinity–hot under my questing touch and fiercely responsive. His unashamed hunger stoked my own, and what began as an innocent fascination became a passionate, unrestrained pleasure-fest. His experienced hands coaxed me to heights of pleasure I’d never imagined, and when we finally lay spent and panting, I knew our encounter had changed me forever.
He ran his fingers gently up my thigh, exploring my body like a curious child. His hands tightened around my waist as his eyes stayed focused, searching, and examining me. Then he pressed further, feeling my flesh, arousing me in ways I didn’t think possible. We were lost in the moment as his exploration became more intimate, more passionate, and more – blissfully – bare.