My gaze lingered on the screen, captivated by alluring curves, the glimmer of pure, searing heat emanating from the seductive half-smile; the sinful temptation of the open collar, waiting to be explored. His selfie: a siren song of sexual potential and desire.
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He shivers when I take his body in my hands. I can’t help myself, I can’t resist exploring further. My lips trace a line around his neck, my fingers trace a line around his spine, each touch making him quiver slowly with pleasure. I suck deep and hard, savouring the taste of his young flesh against mine.
My initial touch was light, my fingertips skimming across your warm flesh like airy kisses. But soon I ventured further, coaxing deeper, more consuming sensations from your body– your moans guiding me over hills and valleys until a deep pleasure erupted from within. My hands now bolder, I explored every inch of you– flames of desire igniting everywhere I touched.
He moaned loudly as I brought him to a quick, explosive climax; my mouth, my tongue, my hands all working their magic in perfect harmony as I tasted him to orgasmic oblivion. His release flooded my mouth and sparked flashes of pleasure as we both melted into one.
He put his hands around my waist as I knelt before him, my head spinning as his lightly scented musk aroused me. My tongue gently stroked and caressed every inch of his throbbing member and his guttural moans of pleasure only intensified my desire to please him. I pulled him deeper into my mouth until I could taste the salty sweetness of his climax. Suck me up? That simply wasn’t an option.
He felt his skin flush with excitement as he moved closer, his heart pounding in anticipation. There was a moment where their eyes locked, before his charged lips met his partner’s in a long, sensuous embrace. His partner’s tongue dance explored the contours of his mouth, while his fingers tantalizingly traced the line of his jaw, down to the softness of his neck. As their tongues intertwined, he licked his partner’s with growing desire, savoring the salty flavor of his skin, until finally he claimed the ultimate reward – a hot, scintillating facial.
He took me to the bedroom and I could feel the heat of anticipation radiating off his muscled body. He sucked in my skin, my quivering body pushing against him as his powerful thrusts drove me higher and higher until I was screaming in pure pleasure. He was my jock, and I his cock… and oh, what a pleasure-filled ride!
He lay back, letting his body melt into the sheets. His eyes lingered on the smoldering selfie of his new conquest, his hands roaming freely as he drank in each detail. His heart raced and his body hummed with delight as desire began to grow. He leaned forward to capture each moment, letting the pleasure consume him, as he embraced the pleasure of being in bed with sexy hunk selfies.
I could feel my heart racing as I perused through his nude selfies, marveling at the vision of perfection – rippling muscles, chiseled abs, and a gorgeous face framed by curly hair. His lips were slightly parted in his pictures, and I shifted in my seat as I imagined what it would feel like to kiss them. My eyes moved to the other pictures, and I was absorbed by the fantasies bubbling up from inside me. The anticipation of what could happen was an unwavering heat between my legs.
He looked confident and in control, his gaze lingering on me as he sat down and motioned for me to take the seat next to him. His hand brushed my leg as I moved, and I felt him press himself against me as the bus jostled us. He leaned in close and our lips met, each kiss more passionate than the last. His hand found my hardened cock and his fingers expertly explored my depths, heightening my arousal with every stroke.