A Reality Check - Sex Stories

A Reality Check

... my mind went into overdrive. I thought about having a soft yet toned female that my hands could explore while I gently pumped my aching cock in and out of a tight yet sopping wet cunt............. Shaking my head to clear the thoughts away I was tempted to lay on that bed and pound one out. I was torturing myself and I needed to focus on what was real, what was here, I had to stay in the now. I spun around and walked to the driver seat and was relieved that the keys were still in the ignition. Switching the ignition on I was pissed to see that the fuel gauge was one tick away from being completely empty, "DAMN", I shouted as I slapped the back of the seat with my hand. Looking out from the large windshield and viewing the entire facility I tried to think about what to do. I was looking from one side to the other but things where a blur as I quickly scanned the area. I wasn't in a hurry nor had a schedule to maintain, time is one thing I seemed to have plenty of. I sat down on the couch leaned my head back and desperately tried to focus. It was no longer a sexual need but I thought about jacking off. The mood had left me however I always felt clear headed after blowing a load and figured it would help me relax and be able to think. I quickly went through various scenarios in my head with the intent on conjuring up one that would light my fire and enable me to squirt. Not yet set one any one vision in my head I pulled my cock out and began to tug. Once I started I figured I ...

... would get on a roll fucking some woman in my mind. I wanted to enjoy the glorious feeling of ejaculation but all I thought about was not having a real cunt to put my dick in or shoot my stuff into. Only reaching semi-hardness I stopped in frustration and sat back while letting my cock deflate then lay there wilted and sad looking. I wanted to cum because I knew it would help, it always had before. "It's no use", I blurted out as I stuffed my limp cock back into my pants then stood and zipped up. Chapter 4: (Frustration) I was mad, frustrated and intent on working this thing out so I could drive this coach back to surroundings I am comfortable in and familiar with. I looked out the windshield again, patted the gun on my hip and exited the coach and walked across the parking lot towards the building that housed the restaurant, store, mechanic shop, etc. I was exposing myself which was against my better judgment but felt my anger would help me overcome any situation I may suddenly find myself in. Reaching the front door I walked in but held the door open in case I needed a fast escape. I looked around the silent empty space and a shiver went down my back. I was getting that feeling again but I tried to convince myself that it was the same feeling I had when I walked into that empty grocery store many weeks ago. It was just the fact that things were so silent and eerie that it caused paranoia to bubble up. Remaining vigilant I quietly walked around the store and restaurant area. I ...