God I couldn't believe what had happened earlier that afternoon in the gym with Ms Bond. Was it real or was I dreaming it? Had she come onto me and actually said those words, "I'm going to fuck you're big stud cock and drain your big bull balls!"
Your damn right she did I told myself and tomorrow we should get her chance to live her dream. But tomorrow seemed so far away, everything seemed to be moving slowly. I tried not to think about Ms Bond and her amazing toned and athletic body, her beautiful big breasts, soft full lips, her long blonde hair but I just couldn't get my mind off her and the problem with that is once my mind is on a beautiful women my cock can't help but respond and respond in a big way.
As I lay there on the couch my hand moved involuntarily to my groin and before I knew it I was slowly stroking my rapidly hardening manhood. Oh god it felt sooo good in my hands. I tried to stop, I really did. I wanted my balls to be full of cum for Ms Bond tomorrow but I couldn't stop, I just couldn't. The more I tried to think about something else to distract my mind the worse it actually got.
First I tried to think of my studies but this just made me think of college, which made me think of the teachers at college, which made me think of Ms Bond which made me think of tomorrow which made me think of what it will be like to have her hands her lips and finally her pussy wrapped around my massive shaft. Shit this was going to be harder than I thought (excuse the pun). Everything I thought about led me back to tomorrow and Ms Bond and the fucking she promised me.
Even though I was home alone I felt a little awkward stroking my cock in the living room so I headed to my room so that if this ended up the way it was headed I could do so without having mum walk in on me.
As I lay there on my bed I mentally gave into the erotic thoughts that I had been fighting for the past hour and stripped naked. Even though I was in good physical shape, rowing and swimming had been a real pain but it gave me a strong athletic body with a powerful chest, large biceps, a good six pack and muscular legs. I couldn't help but steal a look in the full size mirror behind my door to check my self out hoping that what I saw would make Ms Bond weak at the knees. As I took in my reflection I did a bit of a flex here and there to convince myself that the slightly older Ms Bond would like my body. I knew I should have more self confidence but for some reason I needed to be sure that I was in good enough shape. Word was that Ms Bond was unbelievably fit and expected a lot from her men, anyway that was the word around college. As I started lowering my eyes I felt reasonably confident that Ms Bond would approve that was until I reached my waist where upon a big smile grew over my face as I looked down to my groin.
If my pecs, arms and abs were not enough for her the surely what was now protruding proudly from my groin would. I looked at the reflection with a sense of pride, a sense of confidence and a sense of what could almost be called arrogance. Yes there proudly throbbing, pulsating between my legs was my cock. If I was happy with the other parts of my body then I was ecstatic about what I had been blessed with in the cock department. There it stood its thick long shaft leading to its head which was as big as a peach (and as juicy I'm told). Big veins were evident pumping the large volumes of blood needed to feed this oversized sex organ.
As I firmly grabbed it in my right hand I lifted it towards the ceiling so that I could see what lay beneath. I was pleased to see that my balls were fully primed with copious amounts of juice making them the size of lemons. My left hand cupped them from beneath forcing them forward as I stroked my massive cock with my right hand from the glistening head to its thick base slamming my fist against my balls resulting in cum being pumped up my shaft.
Oh god the feeling was overwhelming, I felt dizzy and light headed but continued to stroke my cock harder, faster more furiously. I was panting heavily, sweat beaded on my forehead and chest. As I was getting close to erupting I thought I heard the door close downstairs but I was beyond stopping my fist a blur on my footlong cock but just as I was nearing eruption point I heard a voice, was I dreaming, was I imagining it, had the blood drained so much into my cock that I was hearing voices that weren't there?
No!! There was some one there.
"Brad? Brad you home?" came the voice from downstairs.
Shit who could that be I thought. Damn so close, what to do.
"Brad, it's me Sindy, you home?" came the voice of my neighbour.
Sindy, what a time for her to come over. But just as I was thinking what bad timing an evil thought had come over my mind. Sindy was a couple years older than me and we had often flirted, nothing serious just some harmless fun really. The odd comment here the odd brush of flesh there. I think Sindy really wanted it to go further but wasn't how I'd respond being a little younger than her. I had often lay in my bed at night thinking about her which lead to some serious masturbation on my behalf as I thought about her petite body.
Well now was that chance to test her out and see if she really did want this to go further. I quickly pulled on some tight fitting boxer shorts but not before giving my cock a final few strokes to get it to its full size. I ran to the bathroom wet my hair and upper body grabbed a towel and went down stairs.
As I approached the living room I pretended that I hadn't heard her and walked straight into her.
"Oh shit, Sindy... Sorry I didn't hear you come in. You looking for mum?" I asked leaving the towel drapped over my shoulder making no effort to conceal the massive bulge in my boxers.
'Uh, oh Brad... you are home. Actually I was looking for you," she replied looking me straight in the eyes.
'Well, here I am. What's up Sindy do you need a hand with something?" I asked smirking just a little at the obvious puns in what I had just said.
This time she couldn't help herself. Her eyes dropped to my groin where upon her mouth opened just a little before closing as she bit her bottom lip.
""Actually Brad you do ... I mean I do need a hand with something, something that's been bothering me for a while now?" she replied.
Before I could answer she reached over and grabbed my towel telling me that I was dripping everywhere on the floor. She wasn't kidding and not just from my body but also from my cock which was now leaking heavily making a huge precum stain in my boxers.
"Here let me dry you off a little," Sindy offered.
"Gee thanks Sindy," I replied lifting my arms so that she could fully dry my chest.
Sindy started by rubbing my chest and shoulders with the towel then my abs which I couldn't resist flexing for her. I could tell she liked what she was feeling by the sigh that she let out as she patted my pecs and ran her hands along my broad shoulders. She moved behind me and rubbed my back starting at the shoulders before moving done to my lower back.
"How's that Brad? Have I missed anywhere?" Sindy said provactively.
