Over all this, I draped a gold, satin bathrobe, pulled it around my body and tied it off at my waist.
Upon re-entering the living room, I saw Kevin had been busy. He was sitting on the couch, naked, except for his boxer shorts His left arm was resting across the top of the back of the couch and his right hand was rubbing and massaging an impressive bulge in his boxers.
“When I told you to get comfortable, I didn’t think that you would take it so literally,” I said, smiling.
I stood in front of him, untied the bathrobe and shrugged it from my shoulders.
“Wow!” exclaimed Kevin, breathlessly. “You look stunning.”
Slowly and teasingly, I pushed the straps of the negligee from my shoulders and allowed the garment to fall to the floor, on top of the bathrobe. My breast felt tight and my nipples were painfully hard and so in need of someone to squeeze and nibble them.
I moved close to the couch and straddled Kevin’s thighs, before dropping into his lap. I felt his hardness rub against my clit and almost came on the spot. I placed my hands upon his shoulders and started to dry hump his erection, while his hands cupped my tits. He rolled my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and I heard myself telling him to kiss and suck them.
I released a long sigh as I felt him suck hard on each breast and felt a tingle like an electric shock, course through my body as he took each nipple between his teeth and chewed on them.
Once again, I felt my panties begin to dampen as my juices went into free flow.
I pressed my mound against his hard cock and rubbed up and down. His penis felt huge and I really wanted to see it up, close and personal.
Reluctantly, I climbed off Kevin’s lap and asked him to stand up in front of me, while I sat down.
His impressive manhood was pressed against the material of his boxers and I could see the damp spot where his pre-cum had leaked.
I sat on the edge of the couch and asked him to move closer.
I put my hands on his butt and pulled him closer to me. I could smell the muskiness of his sex and it turned me on even more. I was soaked again, only this time, I didn’t care.
He shivered as I ran my fingertip along the length of his phallus. I paused at the pre-cum spot and gently massaged his man-juice into his head.
“Jeez, Maisie,” he said through clenched teeth. “You’ll make me cum in my boxers, if you keep that up.”
I hooked my fingers into the waistband and stripped his boxers to his ankles.
To say that I was impressed by the size of his equipment would have been an understatement. His cock seemed enormous. In reality, I suppose you could say he may have measured around seven inches, but never having seen anything this big or having nothing else to compare it too, he was enormous, in my mind.
In addition to being long, his penis was also very thick and heavily veined.
He wasn’t circumcised, but his foreskin didn’t completely cover his crown either.
It appeared to be pulled tight around the base of his crown and the pee hole, that should have been at the tip, was under the crown. His head was almost cut into two from the tip to the frenulum, where his pee hole was. Pre-cum was leaking and dripping from the hole.