An Unexpected Visitor During Movie Night

Today, you're just watching porn on the couch. It's your favorite movie. It also has your favorite scene. That perfect blowjob. The one that you barely make it through before you bburts all over your belly and hand. As it gets closer to the scene, you can't help yourself. You undo the top of your jeans and pull the zipper down just enough to pull out the the top of your cock and massage the head. You sigh. How you wish someone would walk in you and take over for your hand. You rewind the movie. You don't want to watch that scene yet. You do t want to spill all that precious cum yet.

Just as your about to pull the rest of your cock out I walk in. You pull your tshirt down and try to act like I'm not there. Just staring at the screen. I walk over and I ask "Is it OK if I watch with you?" You swallow hard and nod your head. I sit on theoppositeen a of the couch or maybe the chair across from you.

Your so nervous. You turn up the volume a little. Then you reach for your drink, or maybe a cigarette. You have no idea that your being buzzed on so.e whiskey or smoking a cigarette turns me on.

You pull your shirt up a little and I can see the head of your cock. You almost touch it but rub your hand up and down your thigh instead. You take another sip of your drink.

Still watching your porn, you slowly, so slowly,pull down the rest of your zipper. I can hear each tic as it comes undone. Your entire cock is visible, sticking through the hole in your boxers which are covering your balls. You take another sip and start to tug on your cock, slowly.

I comment that the movie is hot. I had never seen it. Watching it you whisper " Uh-huh. It's my favorite."

I say "Yeah I think I can see that.",as I watch you pull on your cock. You grab the base and squeeze it making it throb while you watch the movie. I ask you "How long have you been, uh, holding back?" You whisper, "Holding back?" And I replied softly, "How long have you been edging that beautiful cock?" You moan softly and squeeze the base again.

"That long?", I ask. You keep staring at the screen as you slowly run your ha d up and down your thick cock. I say, "Baby, your balls .just be ready to just burst." You sigh again. You say, "Not yet. Not yet." I ask 'why' and you whisper, "I haven't gotten to the best part yet."

You pulling on your cock. You really do t want to cum yet. Not yet. You try to relax. Let your cock relax some. I whisper "Don't you think you should get more comfortable?" You moan softly, "Yes."

You keep pulling at your cock. Pulling at the head and letting go. You take another drink. I see a bottle and empty glass on the coffee table. I ask if I can have a drink k and you say "Help yourself." as you take another sip from your glass. Is it whiskey? Is it white, sweet wine? I like both.

I get up and pour myself a drink. I'm a little closer and can really see your cock now. You take your hand away and just rest it on your chest. Now I sit back down on the other end of the couch for sure. I sip my drink. Looking at your cock, I suggest you should push your jeans down little further and you do, slowly, stopping at the top of your knees. You keep pulling your cock, .massaging g the head, trying not to let it get too hard, if possible.

I watch you and ask, "Are we getting close to your scene?" You just moan softly and nod. I say "Baby, you need to push those boxers down to. Give those balls some air." Your head is swi..ing, the beginning of a buzz coming on from the alcohol. You put your glass down and grab the top of your shorts and raise your ass just enough to pull them down to where your jeans are.

I say, "That's has to feel better." And you reply, "Mm-hmm." Now your tracing the length of your semi-hard cock with your fingertips. I ask if you need a refill and you say, "Yes." I hold up the bottle and you hold I lean over enough to pour, and when I stop,.