She leans close, her breath playing across my skin in tantalizing whispers. The warmth of her lips teasing, her hands exploring, stealing the air from my lungs and replacing it with a raging heat that sparks throughout my body. I burn for more, but all I can do is wait and surrender to her not-so-gentle advance.
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The tight jeans hug his hard, sculpted body like a second skin. I can’t help but crave to feel the fabric cling to my hands as I explore the contours of his heat. His breathing quickens as I tug him closer, my own heart beating faster with desire.
Feel the tightness of the fabric around you. Stroke the ridges and bulges that lay hidden beneath. Run your fingers over the curve of the fabric, urging it to give way and reveal the tantalizing secret beneath. Let your imagination run wild and take you to a place of unparalleled pleasure.
I couldn’t help but follow my yearning and stare longingly at the body of his, bared to me in all its glory. An eagerness built in me, heightening my senses to the point I could almost taste him on my lips, and the anticipation waited for no man.
He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her up against him, his hands roaming her body, exploring every curve, every crevice. He owned her in this moment, demanding her pleasure as if it were his right – and she enjoyed giving it, surrendering to his every command. Passionately, he dominated her, taking everything she had to give and turning it into something exquisite.
He guide her hands down his body, reveling in the sensation of her soft fingers on his skin. He kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth in a fever of desire as he pulled her close, hungry for the heat of her body against his. His hand moved up to her thigh, feeling her short dress and the warmth it held. Burning electricity surged through his veins as their bodies writhing together in perfect harmony.
He can’t help but stare, mesmerised, by the beautifully framed image before him. His jaw twitches ever so slightly, as his trembling finger drags across the still image to make the curves flicker. His world has been muted, and the only sound reverberating through his head is the beating of his own heated pulse between the two of them. His fantasy has been ignited with one stolen glance.
He guided her hand to his waist, whispering in her ear, “Start here, slow and easy…my pleasure is all that matters.” His skin was hot as it welcomed her exploring touch. Desire growing, his body urged her to explore further until their world was lost in a hurricane of passion.
He stepped inside, blinking in the low light. He felt electrified, his nipples hardening beneath his shirt. Eyes roved over muscular bodies standing atop the smoke-filled room, visible only to those in the know. Excitement crackled in the air, its promise of pleasure like an intoxicating drug. His heart beat faster as he approached the back wall, knowing a night of wild abandon awaited him.
Lustful boys of Berlin draw me in like a moth to the flame and every night I venture out to brand new adventures. Fireworks of male orgasm frenzy, the embrace of ripped, tight bodies and the intensity of a city that never sleeps. Welcome to Berlin!