The three loads. Sean craved them. His throat watering with anticipation. Lips slick and moist. Swallowing each one with a wild and feral hunger. His belly swollen with the proof of his manhood given with love and lust.
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Sean was entranced from the moment he spotted him. He was tall, muscular and confident. His broad shoulders and XXL physique were accentuated by his tight jeans and t-shirt. Sean was ready to give into his pulsing desires in spite of his trepidation over this giant’s size. Nothing would stop him from being engulfed fully and deeply. They stripped down, and welcomed pleasure, and orgasm crashed over them like a wave.
He was my own little piece of heaven, my tantalizing temptation, the personification of carnal delight. His body called for me and I responded undaunted, the desire burning through me as I laid him on the bed and began to explore every inch of his glorious body. His sighs of pleasure intensified with each caress until waves of rapture rippled through him. As I sunk into Sean, I journeyed to another world: a heavenly sanctuary of pleasure and bliss, where two minds, two bodies, and two hearts could be as one.
He climbed on top of me, pushing my thighs apart with his own. The sensation of his warmth as he slowly, oh so slowly, entered me was like being consumed by a wave of pure pleasure. His every touch, his every breath, each and every thrust was unraveling my virginity like a tender rosebud in bloom.
He wiggled out of his thin white trunks, revealing a package of sexy curves that begged to be explored. I licked my lips in anticipation, desire burning through me like a wildfire. I needed to feel him against me, and I let my hands drift lightly over his slick skin, brushing lightly back and forth, teasing and tantalizing. I wanted him, and he craved me just as badly.
The heat and promise of his lips when we finally met was electric. His selfie, a window into his soul, planted sensual seeds in my eager, lustful heart innumerable times every day. In the bedroom, his tight body filled with endless passion, the whisper of his breath on my skin igniting my body and soul. Electric. Intimate. Explosive.
He moaned and shuddered as his tight, little hole succumbed to the heat and pressure of Benjamin’s rock-hard cock. He gasped and clung to Benjamin as each thrust sent pleasure coursing through his body, the taste of Benjamin on his lips searing his soul. He was lost in the sensation, then suddenly Benjamin grabbed his hips, pulling him closer and deeper as they reached their explosive peak.
The night I first stepped into Easton’s Inferno, I knew that I had uncovered a hidden passion. It was a place of darkness and freedom- a place of explicit pleasure and raw, erotic hunger. My breath caught in my throat as my eyes feasted on the wild carnality of twined male bodies. I was transfixed, embraced by a forbidden longing that had no boundaries.
I saw his selfie and felt an immediate stirring in my pants, as if my body had taken control of me and refused to obey my most basic command: stand still. I couldn’t help myself, a heat radiating from my core and filling me so completely with arousal that I felt as if I would explode if I didn’t touch him. In that moment, I knew I had to have him.
Jaxson was a wild creature, the kind who calls to mind noir nights of whispered desires. His kiss was hot and demanding, his skill with his tongue undeniable as he moved it expertly. His strength enveloped me as I came undone in him until our bodies melded in sweet anguish.