My body quivered as I felt his thick, calloused hands on my skin. I savored every moment as he tantalizingly explored me, his fingers drawing wet, ragged circles. His touch was delicate and powerful, causing jolts of pure pleasure and leaving my skin burning long after his departure. I was consumed with delight, finally releasing my inhibitions underneath his strong, commanding grip.
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He liked the way ‘Miles’ moved; full of sinuous grace and raw hunger. He nibbled his neck, lapping and savoring the ripest parts. Miles tasted like sweat and lust, reaching places deep in their souls. Traversing that distance, they explored each other’s fantasies and created their own.
Under the stars, we slipped into the clammy sand and bodies entangled. Tangeled together under the glistening moonlight, we tasted saltwater kisses and indulged in exquisite embrace. We wandered like this until all that was left was raw passion, allure and craving.
He moaned and rocked his hips as my lips wrapped around his hard manhood – its engorged veins screamed for more. His fingers tangled in my hair, pushing me deeper as his bitter-sweet spunk exploded down my eager throat. I looked up with lustful eyes and licked my lips, savouring the salty taste of Hunter’s hot, thick load.
He watched in awe as the two nude bodies moved in perfect harmony, a show of muscles, skin, and sultry caresses. His breath caught as the steely rod met its willing mate, the two melding together into a picture of heated passion. It was pure bliss.
Christian loved the way I tasted, my skin against his. His eyes stayed closed as I worked my way down his big rod, sucking, licking, and tasting everything as I went. His virility filled my senses as I dug my tongue further, pushing him over the edge. Pure pleasure still lingers when I think of it.
He was big, tall, and strong. The heat of his presence made me feel powerless, but I wanted it so bad. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me in, crushing my lips beneath his. His hands were everywhere, gripping and exploring. I moaned in pleasure, and let the sensations take me away.
The night was thick with desire, and sparks flew in the park. Five men gathered for a group jerk off. As they stroked their cocks with firm hands, they were surrounded by the sensual scent of testosterone and moisture. As climaxes built to eruption, a chorus of moans and groans punctuated the air and left the group breathless and glowing.
I was hard with anticipation, my need for wet fun obvious in my tight trunks. On came 4 hung jocks while I stepped into the pool. Water lapping hungrily against me and a mild chlorine scent in the air, we all moved closer, the intensity increasing with each gasp and moan. It was the start of a slippery wild night of splashing fun!
He lowered himself onto me, fusing us together tight as one. I felt his raw hips grinding against mine, as my bareback virginity was taken hard–over and over again, in waves of unbearable pleasure. I’d been waiting all my life for this, and it felt like a wild ride.