The 12 Inch Beast: Taming the Monster.
He stood before me in all his magnificence, a towering twelve inch behemoth of manly prowess. I marveled at his endowment, my eyes devouring the curves and contours of his impressive member. It was a sight to behold, and it evoked within my body a deep desire to get up close and personal.
I could feel my heart hammering in my chest, and my cock swelling against my jeans. This was a monster that I was determined to tame. I had been told of its power and prowess, and I was ready to take on this challenge. I wanted to experience the sweet bliss of being ravished by the twelve inch beast.
But I couldn’t tame this beast alone; I needed some help. I had to get creative in my approach and figure out how I could tap into its fierce passions. I was close now. I could see the beast’s desire blazing in his eyes, and I was ready to take my first steps in the adventure that would follow.
Table of Contents
- 1. “Feast Your Eyes On The Pulsing Flesh”
- 2. “Exploring The Depths of Pleasure”
- 3. ”Taming His Monster With Boldness and Tenderness”
- 4. “The Incredible Ecstasy of Taming The Beast
- Insights and Conclusions
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1. “Feast Your Eyes On The Pulsing Flesh”
My specimen was majestic. Almost twelve inches long, it was thick wth veins that ran along its marbled length. Every inch that I laid my eyes on filled me with awe. I surrendered to the pleasure and agony of my conquest as I gripped its pulsating flesh.
A gentle, steady rhythm of rapture, like a delightful wave of pleasure and pain as I measured and cased the thickness of its length. Leisure and need wrestled within me but I kept my calm, caressing it softly until I felt surmountable desire. With each breath out, time shifted as I turned, explored and welcomed the unfathomable depths of the beast.
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2. “Exploring The Depths of Pleasure”
The Fireworks of the Night
I nervously stepped into the darkened room, barely able to make out the figure laying in the bed, shrouded in the black sheets. His sleek, muscular frame was illuminated by the light of the single candle flickering in his direction and the hint of a smirk formed on his lips as I approached. His rich, warm voice welcomed me with a greeting that was simultaneously an invitation.
The sheets were a blur as I slid my naked body onto the bed, eagerly grasping onto his form underneath. His large hand caressed my neck before suddenly it was gone, replaced with the sandpaper texture of his flesh. His lips lapped hungrily at my skin, reciting a call for pleasure that I would answer willingly as his 12 inch beast swelled with anticipation.
Amidst the moans and gasps a harmony was forming. His hands greedily exploring my body as he continued inching his way closer, the monster growing with every passing moment, ready to burst free. I felt my body tense up with every stroke, firework of sensations coursing through me as he relentlessly teases me with his powerful weapon.
And then the moment of truth arrived. His beast unleashed, plunging himself deep inside me as we both rise in parallel paths of pleasure, the force of his thrusts DAMING THE MONSTER. A wave of ecstasy created by the friction of our bodies that seemed to never end. Our sexcapade had reached its apex, and as my body reached Heaven the Devil laughed.
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3. “Taming His Monster With Boldness and Tenderness”
He was taller than life, his wooden frame repeatedly slapping the hard wall as he lustfully reached for me. His sun burnt chestnut hair rough and wild like a wild stallion galloping in an open field. His legs bulging, as if he was made from granite, I could see the beading of sweat on his back leading down his defined shape.
His strength was undeniable, his manhood a raging beast beneath his pressed jeans. With one tug, I unbuttoned his denim and fully exposed his member. It was triumphant, spanning across his abdomen, and rose like a cooked apple pie from the oven. Yet, in spite of his size, he was surprisingly gentle, tenderly stroking my body. He tenderly explored my body with his hands, as if he was searching for a secret entrance. Soon, pleasure tickled my senses as he grew ever close to my hidden cavern. Realizing the absolute delicacy of the monster I grasped, I braced myself for his rugged caress, as he pulsated and poured into me like a flood of warm honey.
Our rhythm intensified as I let go, pulled by an invisible energy intertwined with his serpent. I tightly clung to his neck, nails etching his skin as a sign of my crescendo. With one last thrust, I drowned in divine bliss, no longer able to quell my body’s welcoming quakes. His reign over the monster was complete.
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4. “The Incredible Ecstasy of Taming The Beast
- The Look of The Beast
I instantly felt my body shake in fear and shock as I saw it for the first time. Staring straight into its deep, dark eyes, I could see the potential for a night of pure pleasure and unrivaled seduction. His twelve inches of raw masculinity laid before me like a wild, uncontrollable monster, begging to be tamed – the veins and muscles telling their own raging story.
- Feeling The Beast
After a few minutes of simply taking in his size, I slowly let my tongue roll across the tip, my head racing with anticipation and admiration. I let out a moan of delight as I felt his hardness pound against my soft and quivering lips. His power and strength was already overpowering my body, sending wave upon wave of sexual energy through my veins. There was no choice but to succumb and let myself just ride the wave, like a cowboy on his horse.
Insights and Conclusions
Finally, it was done. After all the grunting, gasping, and sweating, the beast had been tamed. At first it seemed an impossible task; to take on such a monster, let alone get the better of it. But with patience and diligent practice, I eventually found a way. I had drawn upon all my sensual and sexual prowess to turn a naked man into a wild stallion. With the beast sedated under my control, I thanked the stars for this bounty. As I bathed in the afterglow, a feeling of great satisfaction washed over me. Indeed, taming the 12 inch beast had been a wild and wonderful experience!
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