I gaze into the mirror and my reflection stares back, hungry and furtive, like a thief in the night, shamelessly captivated by the delicious sight before me. I unleashed a raunchy smile, my heart pounding, my hands trembling with anticipation. My mouth all awhirl with carnal lust, I wanted to touch and feel, to explore the pleasure that was surely mine for the taking.
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My cock pulsated as his tight cheeks closed around me. His ass was filled with cum, and I felt it all—the warmth, the stickiness, and the heightened sensation—that made each thrust intensely pleasurable. I was in bliss, and no longer able to hold it in. I came—a powerful and fiery eruption within his tight passage.
I was nervously studying for my big exam when I heard a knock at my door. In walked my new doctor, tall, handsome and built with an eight-inch cut. As he flipped through my charts his hands were everywhere, and before I could protest he was already inside me, his huge cock thrusting deep. He taught me a wild lesson that day – my hard exam awaiting complete release.
His back was a masterwork of intricate tattoos, a colorful landscape of ink that called to me. His tight hole hugged my cock perfectly, and I grunted with pleasure as I slid deep inside him. His tight walls worked their magic, and I felt bliss as I pumped into him, harder and harder, until I could take it no more and raced toward ecstasy.
The initiation was far more than the cock lover expected. He had no idea how deep the sensation would go, how full and powerful the pleasure would be. But when his initiation was complete, he’d never gone back – he’d never wanted to. His initiation was his sole obsession; a drug he craved day and night.
Sweat trickled from his flawless youth, his body trembling as he was taken in public. Back on the pool deck, I felt the tension in my chest and my loins burning. His tight body pressed against mine and I thrust into him. I could hear moans coming from his lips, feel him shatter beneath me, pushing me deeper. In that moment, a fire was lit that would never be put out.