Browsing: tongue

The sky was dark as Thomas entered the bedroom. His anticipation was heavy in the still air and his heart raced with anticipation as he brushed his lips against the other man’s neck. His tongue tasted electric as it trailed down the man’s bare chest, and the scent of desire was intoxicating. Thomas knew that this night would be one they’d never forget.

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My heart pounded as I saw him lick his lips. His tongue darted out, quick and agile, tracing the arcs of fire I felt within me. His eyes were aflame as our mouths melded together, his tongue darting all around my willing and ever-eager mouth. I moaned with pleasure as I felt his heat, my body trembling from the joy of his unsated love.

The satin heat of his throat was like a living, sensual thing as I slid my length down, each thrust bringing an undulating shudder of pleasure from deep within me. As his tongue writhed and flexed, his creamy smooth walls massaged my slick shaft, pulling and tugging me ever closer to his mouth’s rapturous depths.

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My tongue danced with his like it knew all the dances, and it licked every bit of him until he was quivering with pleasure, begging for more. His moans grew louder as I explored every inch of him, teasing, pleasing and tantalizing his entire body with my tongue. Nothing was more beautiful than the blissful expression on his face as he surrendered to his pleasure.

My eyes shut, my heart racing, feeling his wet tongue tiptoe across my nipples and then trail downwards, leaving a warm dampness in its wake. I could feel the heat of his breaths and felt each lick as if I was the one doing the licking. My body quivered with pleasure as he skillfully explored and explored until I was a puddled of breathless satisfaction, my skin drenched with sweat and my pillow wet from my wanton cries.

The salty, sweet, smoky taste of him is like nothing else. His manhood on my tongue is an exciting, overwhelming array of sensations: a dance of raw pleasure, as I savor each delicious inch. I can’t resist the temptation of his skin, exploring each ridge and crevice with each lingering lick.