The warm night was thick with anticipation. His strong arms drooped around me, as our tight, muscled bodies pressed together. Our languid, nakedness awakened urges I’d never known before. His scents, tastes and textures left me gasping, our desire driving us to pleasure heights we’d never experienced. His expert touch, my unbridled arousal, . . . the intensity and joy of our bareback forbidden love filled me up. It was pure ecstasy.
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Heaving with arousal, he pulled me onto the mattress and we fell into a passionate embrace; his lips pressed eagerly onto mine as our stifling moans filled the night air. Our waves of lust broke against each other as we moved in time, skin on skin, hips crashing. As I came undone, I felt myself overcome with pleasure, each stroke more urgent and thrilling than the next. He pushed me over the edge and I screamed his name into the night as I let go.
He felt the warmth of his partner’s breath on his face as their lips brushed. He moaned lightly and was surrounded by a deep, primal desire as he experienced every stroke and passionate touch. His body grew tense with the anticipation of what was about to come. With one explosive moment of pleasure, he felt the intensity of a facial, a wild and untamed ecstasy, unleashing him to a new plane of rapture.
He opened his zipper, allowing my eager tongue to descend on his hard erection like a waterfall of lavish lust. We were spinning in a passionate fury of slick skin, frantic thrusts, and deep ravishing moans. It was pure pleasure as I tasted his salty manhood with each blissful strike of my tongue. Jonathan was lost in a euphoric bliss, quivering and in ecstasy.
He stepped into the hot shower, his skin singing from the heat. Water cascaded over his body, washing away his inhibitions, freeing his desires. His lover stepped in behind him, wrapping his strong arms around him, their soapy bodies thrusting together, steam rising around them as they explored each other’s passions. Ecstasy filled them.
We lay side by side, mouths hungrily searching, tongues dancing in unison as our hearts raced with desire. His taste was sweet and intoxicating, his scent dizzying as I felt the heat radiating like fire from our barely-clothed bodies. I wanted more, I wanted something more than just kissing, and I could tell from his eager gasps that he felt the same. His lips were like silk, his breath like ambrosia, and it was with these sensations that we started our journey to hotter and sexier nights.
He took my head in his hands and pulled me towards him as if our mouths were magnets. His soft lips parted and I felt the warmth of his breath as I licked and sucked his tongue. I wanted nothing more than to devour him as he pulled me deeper into a world of pleasure I’d never imagined possible.
My heart pounded as I saw him lick his lips. His tongue darted out, quick and agile, tracing the arcs of fire I felt within me. His eyes were aflame as our mouths melded together, his tongue darting all around my willing and ever-eager mouth. I moaned with pleasure as I felt his heat, my body trembling from the joy of his unsated love.
He drove his hard rod into me with a power and hunger I had never experienced before. I felt my moans vibrating in my chest, my body tensed and convulsed as he thrust in and out, growing more frenzied by the second. I wrapped my legs around his body, ready to explode from the intensity of it all.
He stares into my eyes as I slowly unravel his shirt, softly revealing its inviting contours. My mouth waters and my eyes get lost in the soft texture, as my hands explore every inch of its warmth. His breath quickens as I feel a spark inside my chest, a passionate desire to give in, completely and with abandon.