His teeth grazed my shaft as he teased and tasted me, his tongue dancing around my crown. He was giving me an exquisite pleasure, sending my senses into a dizzying whirl. His ministrations drove me wild and I waited eagerly for him to keep going down.
Browsing: going down
He felt the pleasure slowly building as Alexander licked and suckled his swollen cock until he thought he would explode. His breathing quickened and his fingers tightened their grip on the sheets as he realized what was coming. His whole body quaked as he felt Alexander’s hot, questing tongue against his tender flesh and then he let out a primal scream as the pleasure rushed through him.
Heaving, his fingers entangled in her hair, he pulled her closer as she slowly glided her full, soft lips up and down his length. She teased and tasted him; her warm breath caressing and sparking his senses to an unforgettable peak of pleasure. He was in pure bliss, and she knew it.
He heaves with anticipation as his soft lips touch mine. His tongue is smooth, wet, and full of expert promise. I surrender as I ache with anticipation, and he rewards me for it. He explores my body with eagerness and purpose, his hands finding their way with skill and finesse. I writhe and moan as he takes me on a journey to new heights of pleasure.
The bedroom was cloaked in darkness, a faint hint of moonlight seeping through the curtains and casting a faint glimmer of pale blue light across the bed and its occupant. William lay there, his skin shimmering in the ethereal light, his stomach glistening with sweat. I was hypnotized, drawn in, pulled closer – and as I lowered my head between his legs I felt a powerful energy surround me. His slick, tight heat filled my mouth, and I eagerly devoured his desire.
He welcomed the challenge of exploring his partner’s body with his tongue. His tongue became a vessel of pleasure, tracing the ridges and curves, tasting ever new layers of ecstasy, from the soft skin beneath the waistband to the hard ridge between his partner’s legs. He emerged triumphant, having experienced a magical journey of pleasure.
He opened his jeans, pulled out his hard, twitching member, and I sank to my knees. Like a ritual to a forgotten god, I cupped it hungrily in my hands and pulled my lips over the broad head, swirling my tongue around its ridges until Robert uttered a low moan and shuddered as I took him in.
The universe suddenly came into focus when he felt Alexander’s full lips against his own. The fire of Alexander’s kiss flared and spread, and all his dreams and fantasies were suddenly realised in that single moment. The smell of Alexander’s cologne, the taste of his tongue, and his hands exploring down south, left an imprint that would remain for months to come. Alexander was gently pushing him down, taking him into unexplored depths, but all he wanted to do was get closer, nose to the North, mouth to the South.
He lay there, silent and exposing himself for me. His muscles tight, head thrown back and eyes closed in wanton pleasure that he refused to verbalize. My tongue lingered and explored every inch of his body as I delved deeper and deeper until I felt him trembling. I could see it in his eyes and feel it in his body and it all seemed like a dream, until I tasted him and felt what true, dark desire was.
Nothing beats the pleasure of a man’s tongue softly caressing your pulsating, sensitive skin and then lingering for that wild, intense pleasure of his lips locked onto your most secret places.