Nicole takes charge

I remain speechless. I can’t believe what Nicole’s asking, but she’s clearly tired of waiting.

She wordlessly steps even closer and places her hands on my shoulders. Electricity shoots through me as she does. Oh man what’s happening.

She maintains eye contact as she slowly runs her hands down my body, stopping at my speedo and hooking her thumbs into the waistband, but squeezing part of my buttocks with her free fingers. The feeling of electricity followed her hands. Something was building…

My breathing has picked up the pace but our eyes remain locked. I’ve known her awhile. Nicole’s waiting for me to stop her, but shit I don’t know if I want to.

And that’s that. I could see the resolve in her eyes now, and she was already interpreting my lack of response. I gave her a meek nod to go ahead.

She smiled at me before turning her eyes downward. She brought her whole body lower as she began to pull down her thumbs with the speedo, bringing her face to the same level as my cock.

She stopped where the speedo was barely held in place by my stiffy struggling to get free. She took a deep breath and I did the same before she did one final yank to release my pulsing cock.

The buildup was becoming too much. Nicole’s eyes were wide as she leaned in slightly closer, mouth slightly open. Her warm breath rolled over your rigid cock and that was enough to send you over the edge. Your toes curled as you fought against your hips starting to buck.