The Inflated Sense of Self

As Sophia's figure receded into the distance, Jay's eyes slowly refocused on the interior of the Rolls, his gaze drifting to the rearview mirror, where he caught a glimpse of his own reflection. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes still seemed to hold a hint of the post-orgasmic haze. He took a deep breath, feeling the cool night air fill his lungs, and let his head fall back against the headrest once more.

His hand, still clutching his semi-erect shaft, began to stroke the length of his cock, coaxing it back to full arousal. Jay's eyes lingered on the spot where she had last been seen, his mind replaying the events of the past few minutes. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he recalled the sensation of her lips wrapped around his cock, the way her tongue had danced across the underside of his shaft, and the feeling of his semen erupting into her mouth.

He slowly came back to reality, his gaze drifting down to his semi-erect cock, still throbbing with the aftershocks of his orgasm. His hand, still clutching his shaft, instinctively began to stroke it, coaxing it back to full hardness as he sent Sophia a text.

As his fingers wrapped around his shaft, Jay's eyes drifted back to the building Sophia had entered, his mind still reeling from the explosive orgasm she had just given him. His thumb instinctively began to stroke the sensitive head of his cock, coaxing it back to full hardness as he typed out a message on his phone. The screen glowed brightly in the dim light of the car, illuminating the faint smile that played on his lips as he composed a sly, suggestive text. ""U R a naughty girl lol my seats r ruined!!".You're just getting started, aren't you?" he typed, his fingers flying across the keyboard with a newfound sense of urgency along with a video of him stroking of his now hard cock.

Jay's heart raced as he hit send, his eyes never leaving the building where Sophia had disappeared. He could feel his cock twitching in his hand, the sensation of her lips and tongue still fresh in his mind. He couldn't believe what had just happened, and yet he couldn't deny the excitement that surged through him as he imagined what might come next.

Jay continued to stroke his cock as he looked at pictures of Sophia from Instagram and even found a video of her stretching on Tik Tok.

Jay's thumb continued to stroke the sensitive head of his cock, he felt a thrill of anticipation coursing through his veins. His eyes remained fixed on the building, his gaze drifting towards the windows, wondering which one was hers. The fading light of day casting long shadows across the walls, seemed to heighten the sense of intimacy, as if the world outside was closing in, creating a private sanctuary for the two of them.

Jay's heart raced as he watched the building, his eyes scanning the windows for any sign of Sophia. He felt a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead as he continued to stroke his cock, the sensation of his hand on his shaft sending shivers down his spine.

Suddenly, a light flickered on in one of the windows, and Jay's heart skipped a beat. He leaned forward in his seat, his eyes narrowing as he tried to make out any movement within the room. But the curtains were drawn, and all he could see was his own reflection in the glass.

His fingers moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, coaxing a faint bead of pre-cum to the surface of his cock. Jay's lips curled into a sly smile as he closed his eyes and imagined Sophia's reaction to the video he had just sent her. AsJay's eyes remained closed, savoring the sensation of his fingers wrapped around his cock, he felt a subtle vibration in his palm, indicating an incoming text from Sophia. His heart skipped a beat as he opened his eyes, his gaze snapping towards the screen,

Jay's eyes scanned the message, his chest rising and falling with anticipation. Sophia's response was a single sentence, her words dripping with seductive promise: "I'm watching you."