He glided through the pool, his tight speedo showing off his toned body. Every muscle, every ripple, each contour glowing in the water. He dove beneath the surface and felt the power of his thighs against the fabric, the bulge of his manhood pushing eagerly against the thin fabric. He was teasing, and giving a whole new meaning to bulging.
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Miles, sweat-slicked glistening skin and a primal, naked embrace of tenderness and intensity. He licks and sucks and plunders until you gasp & tremble with ecstasy. His hands, like fire, rip through you in an animalistic ass-ripping ride that leaves you sated and breathless.
My eyes roam the contours of his body, tanned and toned to perfection – my tongue tingles with the thought of tasting the smooth curves of his velvet skin. Every inch of him demands to be explored, and I shiver with anticipation as I picture his inviting warmth beneath me.
With every selfie, I was seeking out something more. A deeper connection, an escape from the mundane. Every selfie became a new adventure, each man a deeper pleasure. I was exploring my body and my desires like never before, and nothing could stop me. The feeling of naughty, forbidden desire was intoxicating.
He felt his pulse quicken as he trailed his fingertips longingly over the sun-drenched selfie of the ruggedly handsome hunk. He felt the raw heat between them as if the picture was electric, sparking to life a steamy scene of desire and need. Licking his lips with anticipation, he basked in its unbounded, erotic glory.
He had his hand on the back of my neck, the intensity of the pressure sending my body into a tangle of contradictory emotions. His grip was possessive, but his eyes were asking permission. His skin held the power of control but his electric touch revealed his vulnerability. The barely friend-zoned game of cat and mouse between us was almost too much for him. His desire finally won out and his lips hovered close to mine before they devoured me in a desperate kiss. Hot, wanting, craving. A hunger so strong I could feel his every movement to its core.
He slammed into me, pounding me deep into the mattress. His hot, hard body gleaming with sweat as each thrust sent our pleasure rising. With a guttural groan, his hand reached around to grab onto my tight ass. His grip was strong and sure, stirring up a wild fervor of need inside of me. I pushed back with each thrust, sending him deeper and deeper into my depths. Our pleasure rising until we were screaming with raw desire.
He reached out to caress the hard, muscled chest, his fingertips teasing and tormenting the tantalizing pleasure spots as his eyes lit up with delight at the sight of them. Lips parting in blissful anticipation of what was to come, he licked and kissed his way down the firm, heated torso, inhaling the sweet scent of sweat and manly desire, knowing that his own desire was about to be taken to dizzying heights.
My hands grasped the gloriously heavy orbs, rolling them around in my palms, feeling the electricity of pleasure coursing between my fingertips and his body. His groan of satisfaction and arousal was like music to my ears, igniting my own desire, as I explored the soft and rough textures of his delicious big balls.
He lay on the bed, dreaming of the jock at the door. The electric thrill of anticipation sent shudders through his body as his heart beat faster with every step and creak of the floorboards. The door opened and there he was – absuredly handsome, with a body like a god. His desire running hot, he couldn’t deny himself any longer…..