The Big Daddy moved with expert feline grace. Beckoning me towards him, his sweat-drenched body glistening under the club’s flashing lights. His thick and powerful hands moved around my waist before cutting a path to my groin. His touch seared through me, thick love dripping from my body, drawing me deeper still.
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I felt alive like never before, walking into the nightclub. Big Daddy was a hulking presence by my side, strong enough to protect me from anything–or anyone–that came my way. I felt his heavy hand on my hip, and electricity between us that seemed like it might spark into something wild. We danced, sweating together, surrounded by the glow of other couples and strangers longing for a night of adventure. The night was filled with possibility.
I run my hands over your hardened chest, my fingertips exploring every curve, dip and ridge with a devoted intensity. My breath quickens as I move down to your pulsing waist, feeling the heat emanating from your muscles beneath my fingertips. My body aches with anticipation as my hands slip between your legs, exploring the depths of your desire.
The five nights of Fuego I spent in Frisco were an ode to desire–an aria of sensuality, entwining my body with lovers that both felt like home and left me wanting more. Forbidden fruit lay sweet in my mouth, forbidden secrets lay heavy on my heart, and I savored each stolen moment as if I had been rehearsing this for my entire life.
Hunter’s lips tasted sweet, like whisky and sun-warmed cherries. His skin felt like velvet, tender, comforting, and inviting me to explore further. Our mouths collided in a passionate exchange of tongue and breath until I pulled back, my body trembling as he continued to caress my lips with his. Together we created a secret world that only the two of us could access; and in it, we kissed our worries and troubles away.
He led me confidently through the crowd, like a lion stalking his prey. I felt his muscled body pressed against my own as we moved. The texture of the air thickened with unspoken desire. As we entered a more private area, I felt a tingling excitement grow within me. We locked eyes, my heart pounding with anticipation. This was the night I was born for.
Matthew tossed his shirt, then pressed against his partner. He felt alive, more alive than he’d ever felt as their bodies moved together in aravishing, sensuous harmony. His partner whispered secrets in his ear, urging him to indulge in his most lascivious impulses. Together they danced in a blissful haze of pleasure and unspeakable desires, until they expanded in a rapturous cry of unspeakable ecstasy.
He felt my tight embrace as he pushed forward. His gruff and calloused hands tangled in my wavy hair like a warm embrace. His lips hungrily caressed mine as his tongue explored and tasted my soul. Our passion was unleashed as we explored each other’s body in a beautiful and savage love.
He could feel the 12 inch monster inside him, stretching him wide, full and utterly consumed by pleasure. He gasped, biting his lip, arching his back and pushing forward even harder. His hands gripped the sheets as the monster buzzed and pulsed with incredible intensity. It was too much, a deep, delicious thrill that had been building for weeks and could not be ignored. It felt like an eruption of ecstasy that rippled through his every inch as his body convulsed and shuddered in delight.
He pushed me into the back corner of the garage, pushing my body against the wall. His lips kissed their way up my neck, tasting my skin and sucking my ear lobe. His hands traveled south, undoing my jeans and pushing them to my knees, the hot press of his hardness against me sending sparks of pleasure.