Deciding to end the madness, I get up from the bed, frustrated and irritable as I stalk toward my bathroom. I’ve always loved the room; it’s cool and relaxing, with more marble than anything else. Taking a deep breath, I take in my naked body reflected back at me in the large mirror above the sink.
Nicole would be lucky to have this in front of her. Hell, she probably wouldn’t even know what to do with it. I can already imagine what she looks like naked. That dress she wore showed off a lot, but I know she’s got some surprises when she strips all of that clothing off. I wonder if she’s got a soft, curvy ass hiding, or maybe pretty pink nipples. I wonder how she shaves her pussy hair, and imagine her lips down there are as pink as the ones on her face.
My cock is literally growing before my eyes as I stand here daydreaming like a kid again. I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity as I march into the shower, hopeful a hot shower can ease my mind, and my cock.
The waterfall showerhead springs to life and the warm water instantly relaxes me, my shoulders dropping at least two inches as the tension releases. Making a mental note to schedule a massage for the following day, I reach for my loofah hanging from the wall and squirt my shower gel on the blue sponge before rubbing it between my hands until the suds come to life.
The soft and squishy fabric feels super soft beneath my fingers, sensual even, much more than usual. Rolling my eyes, I try to focus. Everything is turning me on as Nicole steals my thoughts, completely dominating my desires. Fuck, I want that girl.
Quickly washing my body, eager to get back into bed and find my way to sleep, I quickly run the sponge over my still rock-hard manhood. Holy fuck the loofah feels good, the suds gently soothing the aching of my erection.
I bet this is what Nicole feels like, a soft cloud, warm and wet for my cock. My hips inch forward as I press my tip into the loofah, the soft fabric caressing my sensitive skin. I don’t even care how ridiculous this is any more. I want her, and I can’t have her, at least not tonight. So I’m gonna cum for her, whether she knows it or not.
Grinding against the loofah I imagine her at home touching herself to thoughts of me. I hope she’s cupping her breasts, with one hand eventually trailing down, to ease that desire between her legs. She’s soaking in her panties, her clit engorged, begging for some attention.
Slipping her hand into her panties, I want her to glide her petite fingers down her sex. My cock grinds into the loofah and I imagine the wetness of her glistening sex, the arousal apparent. She’ll shock herself by how wet she gets for me. I’ll have her wetter than any other man she’s ever been with. She’s probably at home ready to slide a finger inside, but she better not. No, I want her to tease herself first, just like I am with this stupid fucking loofah.
Run the pad of her fingertip over her clit and until a soft moan falls from those sweet lips. A moan, for me. My hips rock forward imagining how she sounds crying out my name. Unable to bear it any longer, my hand drops to my side before my fingers inch over, slowly wrapping around my ten inches of steel.
A groan immediately escapes me. Fighting the urge only made me more horny, and thinking of Nicole sliding a finger inside, gasping as she pushes through that velvety layer of herself, I want to cum on the spot, but fuck that, I begged for this, so I’m gonna enjoy it.
My grip strokes to the head of my cock, squeezing as a drop of pre-cum oozes from my tip. Fuck, it feels good. Imagining how tight Nicole’s pussy is makes my hand glide back to my base, as I bit my bottom lip in pleasure. I want to feel the inside of her and make her beg me for more.
Yeah, I’m gonna flip the game on her. She’s goona be the one begging me for this long cock, and when I finally give it to her, I’ll make her wait to cream all over me. She’ll be screaming my name before I let her cum, the thought making my hand speed increase, yanking my length roughly as I groan, my hips slowly edging forward like I’m thrusting between Nicole’s thin legs.
I can’t believe she didn’t invite me upstairs to her place. She must know I’m gonna own that ass after our first night together. My ten inches grow as I think of ways I’ll bend her lean body once I’m inside her. She’ll be running all over the bed, I bet she can’t handle all of me. I’ll have to train her pussy to take all of this cock without breaking in half.
"Ungh," I growl as the pleasure starts to boil over, another ooze of pre-cum glistening my tip.
No, I’m not ready to release yet. I still want to think about her. The build up is even better than when I envision her in bed, probably wearing something lace. She looks like a classy girl that lounges around in silk. When my hand held her petite fingers today, she felt as smooth as silk, and I imagine that touch gripping my cock right now. Moving my hand up and down my manhood, stroking and squeezing, I close my eyes and pretend it’s Nicole gripping me.
She’ll be so shocked when she sees how big I am. I can see the look of shock on her face when she drinks me in. Oh, fuck, I hope she sucks me off the first time. Those plump lips wrapped around my thick cock will make me cum in no time. I bet she’s shy too, but I’ll slide this rod down her throat until she gags on it, spitting everything back on me so she can suck it off, real sloppy.
"Mmm…" I hum my satisfaction of the image as my hand continues gliding, my eyes closed as my mind focuses in on her.
I can actually see her in bed, squirming as she slides a finger in and out of her tight opening, once she craves a little more pressure, she’ll slip another finger in. Her back will arch and a small moan will escape her as her ass pokes out a little, desperately wanting more, but only I can give her that.
Only I can slide this twelve-inch anaconda in her wetness and rock her body until she creams all ove
r me. I want to make her scream, cry, and beg for more. I wonder how many times a man has made her cum before. Whatever it is, I’m sure I can top it. I’ll make her cum all night, sucking that pussy until she begs for me to plunge inside of her.
Just when my hand is working overtime, gripping and grinding, my body desperate for a climax, I slow my pace and loosen my grip. I feel like I’m training for the Olympics. Knowing I’ll be inside her soon enough, and realizing the effect she has on me, it’s best I work up my stamina instead of just driving myself crazy to cum in two minutes.
There’s no way I’m gonna disappoint her. Looking down at my throbbing length I know that’s not an option or a possibility. I’m too into her to fail. I want her too bad to embarrass myself. Besides, I haven’t done that involuntarily since high school. Sure, I’ve let a girl get me off as soon as possible, typically that’s my strategy. I’m not interested in prolonging or impressing a girl I don’t really give a fuck about. And let’s be honest, I don’t ever give a fuck about these girls, especially after I’ve fucked them.
Maybe that’s why Nicole is playing this game. She wants me to be really interested in her before we spend a night together, because she knows there’s a high probability that I won’t care too much what happens afterwards. I can’t really deny that, but envisioning her teasing me in some lace boy shorts is taking me to the brink again, my hips surging forward like I’m fucking her in this shower as the warm water cascades across my back.
She’s gonna tease me with that pussy, I already know it. I can’t be sure why, but the idea actually excites me. Typically a game like this would aggravate me and make me never call the girl again, but there’s something about Nicole that just makes me open to whatever she wants. If I have to prove myself, I will. She wants me to wait? I’ll bring a fucking lawn chair and camp out at her little apartment. I’m gonna have her, no matter how she plays her hand. It would be in her best interest not to set herself up for too much torture, because the longer she makes me wait to feel her, the longer I’m gonna make her wait to cum for me.
I swear, I’ll own her pleasure after just one night. She’ll have to ask me to cum, beg me. I can hear her sweet voice moaning, asking for her release. Pleading for me to push her over the edge. It’ll only take a flick of my tongue, but I’m gonna hold it off until she can’t take it anymore, because that’s how I feel right now.
Hell, this girl has me in the shower jerking off! And fucking enjoying it! What is happening! I’m a fucking prince for crying out loud. I could fuck anyone. Women throw themselves at me all day. I literally have a fan mail address that gets overwhelmed with panties sent from women around the world, and I here imagining these water drops are Nicole’s finger tips, running across my body, as my temperature surges, my cock aching in my hand.
I know I can’t hold off my orgasm another time, because I’m dangerously closing to a case of blue balls forcing myself up and down like a see-saw. I guess I wanted to show myself I could drive my cock even crazier than Nicole, but now my climax is evading me, my length heavy in my hand, but my release nowhere in sight.
"Fuck," I bite out, wishing Nicole was here.
I imagine her sitting on the marble bench of my shower watching me, her legs spread as her hand drifts from cupping her breasts to her flat stomach. She’ll want me to cum to her, and I’ll do anything to please her. I stroke myself long and hard, squeezing my shaft while imagining us with our eyes interlocked, as we pleasure ourselves to each other.