He awoke slowly, comfortable and content with the knowledge that today would provide him with the opportunity he'd never stopped dreaming about.
Stretching languidly, he rolled onto his back to commence the inevitable massage of the throbbing flesh protruding erect from his groin.
It was a Saturday and the examinations were finally behind him. He knew he'd done well enough to be assured of entry to the second year of study at university and was looking forward to a couple of months freedom from the disciplines of scholastic life.
The sun streaming through the window warmed his body as he kicked the sheet aside to provide freedom of movement for the task in hand.
Gently he grasped the pulsating shaft, moving the skin back and forth without urgency as he luxuriated with his thoughts of the day's promise. He summoned up the dream girl within his imagination and visualised himself caressing her naked form.
Alone, now that Pete, his flat mate, had departed to take up vacation employment in the south of France, there was no pressure on him to get up and he was in a mood that demanded sexual relief.
He had intended to spend the holiday with his parents in the Midlands, but the unexpected turn of events between Pete and Laura had quickly changed his mind.
Lovely Laura, his dream girl, had been going out with his mate for nearly six months. A fellow student living a short distance away, she had become his secret obsession. At nineteen she was the essence of the classic English rose. Of medium height, with a slender figure and bubbly personality, she had the basic ingredients of an attractive teenager, but with the addition of her long blonde tresses, pale skin and cool green eyes, she became a sensual beauty. She didn't flaunt her charms, spending most of the day dressed in baggy T-shirts and long flowing skirts, but Joe had seen enough to become captivated.
Trouble was, as Pete's girl, she was out of reach. He had too much loyalty towards his friend to muscle in and, by all accounts, they were a well matched pair anyway.
Week after week he'd suffered Pete's boasting of their performance together.
"She's like a firecracker," he'd bragged. "Once I get my pecker up inside her it lights a fuse that's uncontrollable. She comes at the first thrust and has another great bunch of orgasms before I'm finished."
"A nympho that can't wait for it. She has me between her thighs so quickly it barely gives me time to get a hard on."
Joe found that one difficult to believe since he was sure nobody could be with Laura without a permanent erection, but he suffered agonies imagining them together.
"Tight and juicy, that's the only way I can describe her gorgeous little honey pot," Pete took delight in feeding him the intimate details. "Best bonk I've ever had."
Despite nearly losing his mind with jealousy, Joe continued to nurture their friendship while acting out a secret fantasy with the dream girl every night, seeking solitary relief from his heartache.
Then, last week, the bombshell came out of the blue.
"I'm jacking her in," his mate had muttered over a pint. "Her appetite is killing me. The demands have been getting more and more outrageous. She wants it in every orifice she's got and now refuses to let me use a condom. I've told her enough is enough and we've split."
It was the best news Joe could wish for.
With bated breath he'd called her and asked for a date.
To his surprise, she'd agreed and this evening he was taking her to the cinema.
Wound up with excitement he wondered if he would be allowed to assume his friend's previous role.
He visualised her laying naked on the bed, ready for sex and beseeching him to join her.
His hand pumped vigorously at the pulsating pole between his thighs while allowing the fantasy to take him to his goal. With buttocks clenched, he imagined the initial thrust into her moist interior and promptly passed the point of no return. Horrified, he felt his member spasm just a second before the warm fluid hit his belly.
Hell, she won't be very impressed with that sort of performance, he thought angrily, remembering Pete's bragging. Premature ejaculation is something I can do without!
It wasn't as if he was without experience. He'd been with other girls in the past without problems, but then, they were only casual affairs. Right now he had the hots for Laura and wasn't sure he could restrain himself sufficiently to stay in command.
