“It was as if man and beast were both overcome with primal lust, in a storm of carnal desire. Theodore bucked against me, his wildness matched only by his fervent hunger. His moans grew ever louder and longing ever more desperate, reaching a crescendo of breathtaking pleasure.”
Browsing: relationships
The larger the love, the more fulfilling the embrace. As his girth envelops me, I can feel the movement of his power, giving me an all-consuming sense of pleasure. His size and strength an exquisite force of nature that I willingly succumb to. I am nothing but his in this moment of ardor.
A shiver ran up my spine as Ian touched me – his strong, rough hands like a branding iron against my smooth skin. There was pleasure and pain in equal measure – my body taut with tension, surrendering to his touch. I was intoxicated by the moment, and I knew nothing would ever be the same.
Sean opened that night with three hot and horny hunks in his bed, mouths and limbs intertwined as they love-remade each other in a frenzy of tongues, eager hands and tight embraces. A passionate commitment to absolute pleasure, absolute pleasure, consummated in the crazed joy of simultaneous orgasm as each swallowed the other’s pooling juices. Utterly spent, they lay for a long moment in the afterglow of shared bliss. A masterpiece.
The thrill of connecting with a man in such an intimate way made my heart race. His soft fingertips brushed against my lips and my nipples stiffened under his expert hands. His touch was electric, and I felt my desire for him build with every passing second. We danced an exotic tango, full of passions and pleasure.
He grabbed Wesley and threw him on the bed. His hands roamed his body like a wild animal, exploring every inch and taking pleasure in the pain he inflicted. His mouth sought out crannies, his fingertips caressed curves and his tongue laved desire. Even the darkest depths of his heart were filled with sweet, passionate longing as he worshipped and pleasured his object of desire.
He had his hand on the back of my neck, the intensity of the pressure sending my body into a tangle of contradictory emotions. His grip was possessive, but his eyes were asking permission. His skin held the power of control but his electric touch revealed his vulnerability. The barely friend-zoned game of cat and mouse between us was almost too much for him. His desire finally won out and his lips hovered close to mine before they devoured me in a desperate kiss. Hot, wanting, craving. A hunger so strong I could feel his every movement to its core.
He moaned, his body taut with pleasure as his partner explored him, licking and caressing every inch of his body. His desire ignited as their tongues twined together, exploring every inch of each other with passionate abandon. The sparks of passionate man sex flew, his body soaring with exquisite delight.
He sank to his knees, my tight ass encircling his throbbing shaft. My muscles rippled as his hands moved along my curves. He drove himself deeper and deeper, until I was screaming with pleasure. His body quivered, and then with a powerful rush, we both felt the explosion of cum in my bowels. Nothing mattered but the pure intensity of it. He was free, and so was I.
He ached for the sensation of his body pressed up against mine, a desperate yearning for the sweet relief of a forbidden love. Our embrace had been pure, innocent, bare, but also blinding, my innermost desires throbbing in time to our passionate movements. The heat between us was palpable, dampening the air with uncontainable lust.