My heart raced as I looked at the selfies of these hot guys. I could almost feel the warmth of their skin against mine as I let my mind wander to fantasies of forbidden desires and intimate encounters. I envisioned them exploring every inch of my body, wrapped up in a passionate embrace, and letting my body do the talking.
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He was 6’2, with a chiseled pecs, razor cut abs, and glistening thighs that begged to be touched. As his selfie scanned my screen I felt the rush of arousal and my body quivered with anticipation. It was time to make my move – seduction begins with a sexy guy selfie.
I slide my eyes over his body, taking in his smooth lines and gorgeous curves. His fingers as they tug his shirt off, exposing his sexy, toned torso. My heart races as I imagine what it would feel like to touch him, to taste his skin. His body is a tantalizing work of art, my pleasure to explore.
He was trembling as the stud’s thick, swollen cock filled his tight body. He felt the searing pleasure as it thrust deeper into him, making him howl in pleasure. He knew the reward of his submission was nearing as his partner’s body shivered, thrusting deep within, coating his insides with a hot, creamy load. With a satisfied groan, he felt his body quiver, filling him up and completely sating him until there was nothing left to do but collapse in exhaustion and bliss.
He felt his heart race as he looked at the selfie. It was pure erotic energy, a burning desire that swelled from his soul. Each glance of the naked body awoke a deeper craving that made his breath quicken. His mind raced with the possibilities of what could be. He could barely contain himself.
He rode me hard, his big cock pushing deep inside me, making me scream out in pleasure. I loved the feeling of him stretching and filling me. His jobs got faster and deeper, and soon I felt the heat of his cum explosion inside me. The creamiest of creampies. I lay there in ecstasy, relieved and blissful. Best reward ever.
He was an Adonis, his body perfect and tempting in the selfie, begging me to join him in the carnal sin. I lusted over him, desiring his virile beauty and salacious thoughts consumed me. I wanted to feel his body pressed up against me; the aroused heat of our skin mixing and entwined in a passionate embrace.
He longed to see what was beyond the seductive smile of the selfies guy. So, with lustful abandon, he followed an urge that he had never felt before. The thrill of touching the warm flesh beneath his fingers sent fiery waves of pleasure with every caress. His heart raced as the two were locked in a passionate embrace, their clothing scattered across the room, forgotten. Ah, what rapturous bliss!
His eyes raked me up and down, as if he could see right into me. I felt myself grow hard for the first time ever, and I wanted it. Wanted him to do dirty things to me and explore my body. The selfie guy aroused something deep and primal inside of me that I never knew existed.
I can melt into his selfie. The cloying image of his face, his eyes, his tantalizingly low V-neck, all rendered in indefinable hues of blues, greens, and grays. He mesmerizes me, just looking at their beauty, invades my senses. Just a moment in his gaze and the thought of his touch on my skin- my pleasure is almost unbearable.