Heat radiates from Adrien’s gaze, his eyes burning with a hunger that mirrors my own. His voice, rough with desire, rasps in my ear, “We’re not done yet. We’re just getting started.”
A mischievous smile plays on my lips as I reply, “I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
The need to be closer is insatiable. I slide down the length of his well-built body, my hand trailing possessively across his sculpted chest. He shivers under my touch, and a low growl rumbles in his throat.
Reaching my destination, I find myself face-to-face with his throbbing erection. My tongue darts out, tracing a light path up his shaft, savouring the way he flinches in response. Reaching the head, I circle it with a flick of my tongue, drawing a moan from his lips that is both a plea and a challenge.
I engulf him in my mouth, the heat of his beautiful cock sends a delicious rush through my body. I take him deep, feeling his length hit the back of my throat. My tongue swirls around the head, tasting the salty tang of his arousal. One hand strokes the base of his cock in rhythm while the other gently massages his balls.
I reach for the tantalizing evidence of his earlier arousal, the smooth butt plug that had been teasing and tempting his beautiful ass all night long. As I continue to suck his cock, I slide the plug in and out of him, fucking him with it. Adrien’s lust-filled moans, combined with the sensation of his cock in my mouth, are almost too much to bear.
Starting to buck his hips, Adrien moans, “Your mouth feels amazing on my cock, faster Daniel.”
I quicken my pace, my head bobbing up and down as I thrust the plug in and out of him in time with my rhythm. I can feel his body tensing, and I know he’s close.
I release his cock from my mouth and slowly pull the butt plug out, leaving his ass empty.
With a devilish grin, I whisper, “Roll over for me, please.”
In one smooth motion, Adrien’s chiselled physique twists and turns, presenting me with a tantalizing view of his perfectly sculpted ass. My pulse quickens at the sight. I trace my tongue along the curve of his perfect backside, my lips leaving a trail of wetness in their wake. I reach his tight entrance, and I am unable to resist the urge to explore further.
With a gentle push, I part his cheeks. My tongue makes its way to his delicious and inviting hole. I can’t help but let out a low and guttural moan as I try to replicate the sensation that he had given me earlier in the night.
I tease Adrien’s beautiful, inviting hole, my desire for him insatiable. My tongue darts in and out of his ass with a rhythm that makes him moan louder with each thrust. The taste of Adrien, the intoxicating sound of his pleasure, pushes me to the edge. Bliss overwhelms me as I savour his essence, my arousal leaking onto the sheets beneath me. With every moan he utters, I thrust my tongue deeper, relishing the tightness and warmth of his asshole. I can’t get enough; my need to devour him grows every second. His hips buck against my face, his body trembling with anticipation.
“Lie on your back,” Adrien moans.
Following his command, I position myself as he straddles my face. I reach up, guiding him toward my waiting tongue. His taste is like nothing else: a mix of musk and desire, delicious and addicting. I want to savour every inch of his body.
I can’t help but revel in the intoxicating sensation of being with Adrien. His taste is utterly divine, and a primal urge surges within me to devour him completely, savouring every moment and every part of him.
As I push my tongue deeper into Adrien’s ass, I’m lost in the erotic symphony of his moans. Unlike anyone I’ve ever been with, Adrien’s cries of pleasure are sensual and intense, bringing up a flood of emotions and desires within me. I want to taste him; I want to please him.
With each thrust of my tongue, I feel the tightness of Adrien’s entrance around it, the heat emanating from his body. His musky scent mixes with the salty-sweet taste of our combined fluids, creating a unique flavour that sends shivers down my spine.
Adrien’s moans are a world apart from Tatiana’s. With Tatiana, it was never about the sensuality or eroticism of the act. It was just about fucking and getting off as quick as possible for her. But with Adrien, every moan, every thrust of his hips, every taste on my tongue is a revelation, a reminder of the passion and intimacy that has been missing from my life.
The smell of his arousal fills the air, mingling with the scent of our sweat and the musky aroma of our bodies. I hear the slick sounds of my tongue probing his entrance, mixing with Adrien’s desperate pants and gasps.
My moans join the symphony of pleasure, low and needy. My cock grows slick with desire as I lose myself in the sensation of my tongue in Adrien’s ass.
Adrien’s moans grow louder and more frantic as he nears his peak, his hips grinding wildly against my face. He shifts, positioning himself so that he’s sitting on my chest, his hand wrapped firmly around his cock as he strokes it with wild abandon.
With a primal roar, he explodes, covering my face with his hot, sticky cum. The sound of his release is like music to my ears. I can’t help but moan in pleasure as I feel the warm liquid land on my skin.
The intensity fades, leaving a delicious ache that throbs deep within me. Adrien collapses beside me, his breathing ragged and his body slick with sweat.
My fingers brush against my cheek, encountering the remnants of his pleasure, a slick warmth that ignites a wave of lust within me. Eagerly, I reach up, wiping the sticky evidence from my face. I bring my fingers to my lips, savouring every drop as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. The taste is intoxicating.
Tears well in my eyes as I look at Adrien. “What’s wrong, darling?” he asks, concern etched on his face.
“I’m just so happy,” I reply, my voice thick with emotion. “I’ve never felt so complete, so alive.”
He pulls me close, his embrace a comforting anchor. A gentle kiss lulls me towards sleep, the exhaustion of our passionate encounter finally taking hold.
As sleep claims me, I feel a shift in Adrien’s position. “What are you doing?” I murmur sleepily.
“Just wait, baby,” he whispers, his voice husky with desire. “I have something even more amazing in store for you.”
Adrien gently spreads my legs apart, each movement sending shivers of anticipation through my body. As he hovers above me, our eyes lock, and I am struck by how beautiful and perfect he looks in this moment.
As he leans down, the heat of his body searing against mine, I feel the head of his erection brush against my entrance. A gasp escapes my lips, a mixture of excitement and a sliver of fear. My core clenches instinctively, a reminder of the novelty of this experience. Adrien pauses, his eyes searching mine. “Are you sure?” he asks.
I nod eagerly, the ache within me a powerful urge. He takes a slow breath, then with a gentle push, begins to enter me, his hardness stretching and filling me. I gasp with a mixture of pleasure and pain, knowing that this is what I have been craving. As my walls stretch to accommodate him, I try to stifle a whimper, but it escapes.
Sensing my hesitation, Adrien stops and looks into my eyes with thoughtfulness. “Are you sure, Daniel?” he asks gently.
With all the strength I can muster, I slowly nod and manage to say, “Uh-huh, keep going.” I want Adrien in me fully, no matter how much it may hurt at first.
Adrien continues his descent into my depths, taking his time and savouring every inch. He knows that he is the first to penetrate my virgin anal passage and wants to make sure I am comfortable and enjoying every moment.
Each movement sends waves of pleasure through me, a dizzying mix of agony and ecstasy.
Finally, he fills me completely; his warmth and strength envelop my body. I am unable to contain my cries of pure ecstasy. But rather than starting our rhythm right away, I whisper, “Stay still, hold me close.”
In this intimate moment, our bodies are intertwined, our souls entwined in a symphony of passion. I am entirely at peace in his arms, with every touch and kiss igniting sparks of pure bliss within me. This is where I belong, experiencing the depths of desire as one with him.
As we lie entangled, Adrien nestled deep within me, a strange realization washes over me. Despite the whirlwind of emotions and the intensity of our connection, a tiny voice whispers in the back of my mind. We just met today.
This thought is fleeting, however, overshadowed by the raw pleasure coursing through me. A primal urge compels me to move closer, to deepen the connection. I subtly shift my hips, a silent invitation.
His movements are gentle, each one careful and deliberate, as if he is handling something fragile. He isn’t just fucking me, he’s making love to me. I can feel the tenderness in every kiss, every touch. As his tongue parts my lips, a rush of pleasure washes over me.
My moans escape from deep within me, a melody of pleasure that fills the air around us.
I feel Adrien’s lower lip between my teeth. I bite down gently, adding a hint of playful aggression to our passionate embrace. My hips begin to move in sync with his thrusts, our bodies finding a hypnotic rhythm that drives us both wild. Breaking our kiss, I focus my attention on his chest, running my tongue along his nipples and savouring their firmness under my touch.
In a moment of pure vulnerability, I whisper, “I love you,” as our bodies move together in perfect harmony.
My eyes snap open as soon as the words leave my lips, and I panic, realizing I just met him. I curse myself for messing up this perfect moment.
With shame and fear in my eyes, I stammer out an apology to Adrien.
He smiles and reassures me that it is okay, that this is an emotional moment for both of us.
He slows down his pace, now stroking my face with one hand while pulling me close for another passionate kiss. With each kiss and every movement, I know that what we have is more than just physical attraction.
Suddenly, he flips us both over with surprising strength, and I find myself straddling him. My heart races with anticipation as I look down at his chiselled chest and move slowly and deliberately.
My hips control the rhythm now while Adrien eagerly follows my lead. Leaning forward, I plant a teasing kiss on his lips before whispering in his ear, “You feel so good inside me; I never want this to end.”
“Me too, baby,” he replies breathlessly.
With my eyes closed, I arch my back, anticipating the pleasure to come. My lips tingle as I lick them, and suddenly I feel a firm hand wrap around my rock-hard cock, eliciting a low moan from my lips. I open my eyes and see Adrien looking at me with desire in his eyes, his voice husky and urgent.
“I’m going to cum,” he whispers, “Cum with me.”
The atmosphere is thick with tension, and our bodies collide in a frenzy, each yearning for release. The sensation of Adrien stroking my cock as he fucks my ass is almost too much to bear.
A desperate cry escapes my lips, my body aching, yearning to be filled with his love juice, to feel it pulsating inside of me like nothing else. My mind is consumed by him, and only him. Every fibre of my being longs for his touch, presence, and essence to fill me completely.
“Fill me with your cum,” I beg, my voice barely above a whisper, uttering the words with a sense of urgency and desire that I have never felt before.
My heart races and my body trembles at the thought of it. I can feel my ass tightening in anticipation of the moment when Adrien fills me up, completing me in a way that nothing else can.
And then, as if on cue, wave after wave of Adrien’s warm jizz releases into my wanting ass.
The sensation is overwhelming, and I can’t control myself any longer. I release my load all over his glistening body, gasping with pleasure as I do so.
As we lay with our naked bodies entwined, the warm, musky scent of sex fills the air. Adrien’s skin is slick with sweat, shimmering in the dim light as I trace my finger along his defined muscles and smile before giving him a soft kiss. Rolling over, I become the little spoon and relish in the feeling of his strong arm wrapped around me protectively, the warmth of his body against mine, as it provides me with a sense of security and pleasure like no other.
I feel his cum leak out of me. I reach back and scoop some of it up, bringing it to my lips and savour the sweet, erotic taste.
With his precious juices still inside me, and knowing that my own release has left its mark on him, covering his chest with my sticky evidence, makes me feel even more connected to him.
As I close my eyes and drift into a peaceful slumber, feeling safe and content, I feel the warmth of his chest, sticky with my essence, pressed against my back.
My slumber is interrupted by the shrill ring of my phone in the early morning. Groggily, I check the caller ID and see it’s Tatiana. Panic sets in as I remember that I had promised to go home last night.
As I answer, she immediately starts yelling, “WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?”
My heart races as I try to explain myself. “I’m sorry, I must have fallen asleep while working late. My day starts in half an hour, but I’ll come home after that.”
Her response is a terse “FINE” before hanging up.
Adrien squeezes me and jokingly says, “I’m your work now, huh?”
Then his expression turns more serious as he asks, “Can you stay for the week?”
I think about it for a moment, knowing that my job often requires me to leave town, and I have a work trip scheduled for tomorrow.
“Sorry, no. But we could leave today for a romantic getaway at the seaside. My work pays for all expenses, so it won’t cost you anything.”
A look of excitement crosses Adrien’s face as he replies, “Two things – won’t you need to go home to get clothes, and when do we leave?”
With a mischievous grin, I reveal, “Actually, I always keep a travel bag in my car for last-minute trips like this. And we can leave as soon as I call Tatiana and let her know.”
Tatiana’s phone goes straight to voicemail when I call. So, with no time to waste, I leave a message and turn to Adrien with an eager smile. “Let’s go have a romantic weekend at the sea!”
Without hesitation, he packs a bag, and we head out to my car, ready for our impromptu adventure.
