"OHH! OHH!" I aggressively moan as he presses his body weight against mine, into me with the full pressure of his studly frame. He grinds roughly onto my inflated bulge; the sparks fly between us, by our closeness, as our cocks make contact through our respective fabrics. I grind back, matching him maneuver for maneuver.
Tyler turned to me and smiled when he felt my hard cock against his hip. While he was talking to the group around him, his hand left my waist and cupped a butt cheek and pulled me against his hip, enjoying my arousal.
Opportunities present themselves at the most awkward of times such moments cannot be forsaken. They must be grasped, used, when they are presented. A person must express what one feels towards a former love lost. This man attempts to make use of such an opportunity. Or does he waste it? (NON-sexual story)
Rick and Mike are a long-term, monogamous middle-aged couple. When Rick's phone breaks and Mike gives him his old phone to use as a temporary, revelations and some fast-talking ensues . . . along with some hard-fucking along the way, of course!
Neil moved into a new home and over time met his neighbors, and it was the guy next door, the last one he met, the one who traveled all the time, that was a temptation.
As I thrust in, I direct him to the nearest wall to stabilize our passion. He gets what I am doing and walks, filled with my cock, squeezing me, not letting me disengage from his inner chamber. Once we get to the wall, I press hard against him, shoving my cock further into him, plunging myself deep into his well-used ass. He takes me, all my long inches of manhood, as I thrust myself ever deeper.
We had just survived an almost all night bachelor party. Drink and grass and porno films. Strip dancers, male and female, cavorted naked through the apartment, culminating in an explicit 'How to do it' sex show. It was Venusberg, Walpurgis night and Dantes' Inferno all rolled into one extravagant tableau.