“Are you okay?” he asks her now, taking another huge sip from the bottle.
“I am…I’m sorry…” she says. She really feels the need to apologize for this one thing that never happened. She is obviously not ready for it, but she really wants to have his hands on her again. How though will she let him know that there is a limit to what he thinks is going to happen? She thinks though that it would be more than a little unfair to allow this to go on any further.
“Don’t be, it’s okay…” he says, although it really doesn’t look like it is okay. Sophie thinks that it is best for Jamal to leave now, but she cannot bring herself to ask him to. She takes a huge sip from the glass in her hand, and finishes the contents before holding it up for a refill.
Jamal obliges, looking a little confused. He isn’t sure if she is trying to drink herself in the mood, or if she is just using the wine as a crutch. They finish this bottle in relative silence and then Jamal walks over to the window. Then he looks out onto the street below, and tries to think his erection down.
It goes nowhere though, and he makes adjustment after adjustment in his pants. The wine is dancing through his veins now, and he knows that he should just leave before he ends up doing something that he might not like himself for in the morning. He knows that he has a huge cock, and he knows that if he feeds it to Sophie without her being fully ready for it, he will feel bad. Jamal senses that she will let him take her, for his benefit more than hers, so he tries again to hide his erection so that he can leave.
“I think I should go…” he says at last, his dick at half-mast now.
Sophie really doesn’t want him to but she knows that it is the best thing.
She does think though that if he leaves now without having had an orgasm, that the chances of him coming back again will be zero to none. But even with all the wine in her she is not ready for him, not like that. So she smiles at him and comes up to him near the window.
“Will you come again?” she asks, as she runs a finger across his lips.
“Sure, yeah, if you want me too…” Jamal says, moving her hand off his mouth because he is getting hard again.
“I want you too…” she says, and watches him walk to the door. She walks him out of the apartment and down to the front door of the building. He wants to kiss her again, but then he remembers his cock. Kissing Sophie right now won’t be a good idea.
Jamal walks out of the building, his manhood throbbing now, and he makes his way down the road to the bus stop. He wonders if he will see her in the morning at their usual 4AM spot…
Jamal gets home about an hour later and goes straight to his room. He shares a three bedroom apartment with two other guys, and even though they are there, he doesn’t greet them. Both his housemates are in their rooms too, expectedly, because it is quite late. He takes off his top after kicking off his sneakers and taking off his jeans. He jumps on his bed and pulls his boxers down passed his cock and reveals a semi-hard-on.
Thoughts fill his head of Sophie now, her firm thighs, her great ass. He wishes that he managed to get his hands on that ass but she was obviously not up to it. Jamal wonders why, but there is no time for him to think about this now, because he has his hand on his shaft, moving it up and down slowly, resurrecting his erection. Looking at his cock now, he almost smiles at himself. He knows that he is huge, and he just accepts that she must have got a little bit nervous.
He’ll get her next time!
He reaches for a tub of Vaseline on his side table, and opens it. After taking
out a huge amount, he starts to coat his cock with the lubricating cream. Jamal works the jelly up over his massive dome, and all the way down his shaft, all the way onto his massive orbs. He pulls on his nuts, rubbing more of the jelly into his huge sack. He really has an impressive set of equipment, but he knows that this has been more than a little bit of a problem in the past.
It doesn’t help too that Jamal has a particular taste. He likes petit small women. He is the type of man with a real goliath complex, liking to tower over his women, and fill her so completely with himself that she really has to want to give herself to him. He likes the surrender of these tiny women, but they are really few and far between. So tonight was very frustrating for him. Jamal had thought that Sophie was attracted to him because of his size. Surely she must have known that his cock was huge, judging just from how tall he was.
Again he gets his mind off the details of her rejection of him, moving his fingers up and down his shaft now. He really needs to cum, and he is sure that it won’t be as satisfying as it would have been if he were inside her. But his hands are the nearest thing now, and the most reliable. He uses both hands on his shaft now, almost like he were milking a cow. Jamal pulls his fingers all the way up over his head, one and then the other.
Then he takes a hold of his cock with one hand, and with a firm grip, starts to move his hand all the way up and then all the way down his massive, curved tool. He turns his hand at an unnatural angle, just to fool himself into thinking that it was not his hand. Then he closes his eyes and starts to go at himself with real urgency. He moves his fingers rapidly over his head for a while and then returns to giving his whole shaft attention. He doesn’t seem to be getting any closer to cumming though.
Jamal uses his other hand to pull on his balls. He squeezes harder on his cock, and it starts to pulsate now. He wishes he was in the bathroom, because he knows that he is going to make quite a mess. He really has an excessive load, but it is too late for him to move. He is so close to cumming that there is not a chance in hell that he is going to move now. With his hand firmly on his cock and his fingers kneading his balls, he opens his eyes to see where exactly he is going to erupt, knowing that it is going to be a spectacular explosion from his hard, throbbing missile.