Silver heat - Sex Stories

Silver heat

... and the other behind my back and swept me up, carried me to the beach and laid me in the sand at the water's edge. He knelt over me and covered my body with kisses. There was repentance and apology in those kisses, but also deep, deep passion. As he bent over me, his heavy cock trailed over parts of my body, leaving a trail of slippery fluid wherever it passed. I lay in the gentle waves, the roar of the breaking surf in my ears, a billion stars in my eyes, a singing in my brain, a slight stinging in my ass, and a profound aching yearning in my heart. I knew at that moment that I loved this man that I would always love him, that I would eternally be his no matter what the cost, no matter what the pain. And now Lance's kisses were at my center, his lips, his tongue, his mouth loving my cock, my balls. There was no inch of me that he did not lick kiss, suck. My cock was so hard it hurt. Lance lifted my legs and placed them over his shoulders. His face descended to lick at my asshole. The feeling was so intense that my whole body jumped. It was so filthy. How could anything so grotesque, so nasty, so dirty, feel so immensely good? His tongue entered me like a tiny wet penis and my anus began to clutch and grasp involuntarily. Spasms of pleasure shot through me. One hand went to my penis and began to stroke, gently at first. My cock needed no lubrication, for wetness flowed from me in copious amounts, wetting my prick, Lance's hand and my balls and ass. Very gently,very slowly ...

... lance opened my ass with his tongue and fingers, first just the very tip of his index finger, working in concert with his lips and tongue. I was a touch sore from the earlier penetration, but waves of pleasure soon swamped any trace of pain. Before very long, his long delicate middle finger was deep in me, his tongue still lapping at the sensitive ring. The tip of his finger found my prostate (I later discovered this term, this organ, which at the time I knew nothing about). He bent and wriggled his finger, teasing that tender spot until I was nearly crazy with need and desire. My body thrashed around on the sand, beneath him. Lance gripped my cock tighter, stroked faster, timed his manipulation of my prostate with the motion of his hand on my dick. The explosion, when it came, was unlike any I had previously felt from masturbation. All the others had centered in my penis, the shaft or the tip, and in the core of my mind. But this, this eruption was a wider more open release than ever. My body seemed to open all its valves and gush everything from the head of my cock, splashing and oozing and shooting cum all over, wetting my thighs, my belly,my neck and face. This orgasm came from deep inside me and went out to every nerve ending in my body, mind and soul. I felt its power in the ends of my fingers and toes, even in my scalp. I could hear the sound of the waves, see the stars and the gibbous moon, feel the soft touch of the waves on my ass, but only as if from very far away, as ...