The night was warm and inviting, the boughs of the trees bowed in a shimmering frame of our youthful beauty. We began with a slow, sensuous dance that quickly bloomed in bodies and movements. As we all came together, the intensity of our desire was palpable, and we let it grow as we explored each other with passionate abandon. The crescendo was a steamy, imaginative finale of group jacking off in which the fog of our collective passion mixed with the smell of the grass and the moonlight.
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The park was mostly empty – just us and some textured tree bark, the scent of pine and musk in the night breeze. We each had one hand on a branch, scanning and touching each other in astounding ways. As we moved our hips together, we felt each surge of pleasure course through us. This was organic group pleasure!
As he boarded the bus, he was enticed by the wealth of handsome men around him. With no one seated next to him, his aroused anticipation of what was to come increased. He closed his eyes and imagined the intensity and pleasure of what could transpire in the back of the shaking bus. His lips curled into a salacious smile as he dreamt of the visual and oral thrills that were waiting ahead.
Desperately, I pulled my hood up and pressed my back against the wall in a feverish panic. A huge cock shot ripped through the air, sending tremors of pleasure down my spine. I gritted my teeth and reached down to fondle myself, silently begging for more. Every nerve in my body lit up electrified, as I slowly released my inhibitions, reveling in the public pleasure I was taking.
Closing her eyes, his lips followed the stream of her mouth as he savored each spring of man-juice, bringing a unique pleasure and a satisfying, sensuous release – one she knew he also found deeply fulfilling. A tickling sensation in the center of his abdomen woke her to the reality of the homoerotic, passionate kiss that was almost too intense to be on the train.
The bus felt like a lover’s embrace; anonymous, warm and comforting. As we drove, I felt the hidden fire between us growing. I cast furtive glances towards him and watched the way his lips moved and the heat in his eyes. When our fingers brushed, it felt like dynamite exploding and sent sparks of pleasure coursing through my veins. I wanted him to take me away, to kiss me and kiss me until I was completely lost in ecstasy.