He walked confidently, seductively, invitingly, and I followed, in hot pursuit. His tight ass jiggled with each stride, creating an irresistible hint of what sweet pleasures were to come. In that moment, I wanted him, more than anything. I knew, I had found my Sydney.
Browsing: seduction
Dominic’s lips touched my core, his soft breath and expert tongue driving me wild as he teased and tantalised, going deeper and further until I was consumed by blissful pleasure so strong I could no longer resist. His oral allure had me melting into pure ecstasy.
He entered me with such intensity that it filled me with hunger and desire, his hard thrusts pushing me almost to my limit now and then. His hips draped with desire, his breath heavy with passion, his hands tightly gripping me as he drove in and out of me, faster and harder, until I was begging him not to stop, calling out his name. I was near to coming and the walls echoed with my cries as I wondered how colorful and brilliant the world was about to become.
He opened his legs, inviting me into the warmth. I licked my way down then up, pausing at his hips for a few strokes before continuing to tease and tantalize his desire. With my tongue I gave him pleasure beyond his wildest dreams, and when I finally took him in, I felt his body quiver with the kind of pleasure only elicited from a scene like this.
She leans close, her breath playing across my skin in tantalizing whispers. The warmth of her lips teasing, her hands exploring, stealing the air from my lungs and replacing it with a raging heat that sparks throughout my body. I burn for more, but all I can do is wait and surrender to her not-so-gentle advance.
The steam from the shower clouded the air and the heat between us smoldered. His gaze smoldered as his hands swept down my damp body, tracing paths of fire that only seemed to grow hotter as he explored. His lips followed suit, exploring until the aching pleasure left me breathless.
He slid his fingers against mine, as if creating music with our touch. His eyes followed me, dark and alluring. His lips turned up into a sly, sexy smirk as he shifted closer. His scent filled my every breath, until I was lost in pleasure. As we lay together, I felt pure rapture, as if our souls had become one.
He was the typical older man; muscular, tanned, and devastatingly handsome. And my friend’s dad was no less intimidating than any other man of his age: well-groomed, exquisitely tailored. He seemed ridiculously out of my league, yet there was something inside me that urged me to take a chance. He was my first experience of an erotic, older man.
He caressed her body with an unyielding grip, teasing and tantalizing her every nerve. With an authoritative force, he effortlessly took control of her until she was completely powerless; trapped within his seductive mastery of domination.
He trembled as he felt the warmth of those hands cool in the pool’s water, wrapping around his waist before running their way up his chest – their inviting touch making him arch his neck to the sky in desire. His heart raced as his back was pulled flush against a body that seemed made of pure fire. He was seduced by the heat of poolside passion.