Bec gives Jackson a handy

Her hand was warm, just like everything else in the car at the minute. Bec teased him slowly at first, just stroking him in long slow strokes.

Mark shuffled forwards in the back of the car trying to make himself visible in front of Bec.

“Any chance you have time for two of these?” he asked her.

She giggled, still holding the steering wheel steady with her left hand, “Sorry love, you missed out when you didn’t choose to ride shot gun.”

Mark who had a raging boner of his own, huffed, leaning back in his seat. He would have done anything to take that front seat if he knew things would have played out like this.

Bec focused all her attention to her passenger seat male, teasing him with her long strokes.

“Mmm it’s too bad I’m driving, looks good enough to suck on,” she said, licking her lips.

That made Jackson almost leap out of his seat, “We can always pull over and I can take the wheel if you want to go that way.”

“Uh uh!” she stopped him, “If I pull over by the side of the road, I’m not going to make it to the ice cream store before it closes.”

Jackson took what he could get, although he wasn’t about to be sucked off, he was still getting a nice handjob, which is more than what Mark was getting right now.

Bec focused half her attention on his stiff cock, the rest of the attention on the road. She had begun to pick up the pace, wanting to push him to the edge and hold him there.

“When’s the last time you had a bit of action in a car with a blonde like me?” She teased him.

Jackson started thinking about Miranda, blonde, the big tits… very familiar. He chose to forget about her, leaving the girl in the past as he sucked up to the Westmere girl that had his cock in her hand, “Never met a blonde like you before, to be honest… you’re smoking and fuck… you’re good with your hand.”

She smirked, still keeping the same pace while her left hand controlled the steering wheel, “That’s not even my predominant hand, I’m a lefty…”

“You mean you can jerk me off even better with your left hand?”

She nodded while choosing to speed up her current pace.

The tension she had while gripping onto his shaft was intense. She did it with such ease as she focused on the road. They were driving down a highway and Bec sat in the right lane, travelling at the same speed the entire way down, her hand never leaving Jackson’s dick.

The way her arm was moving made her breasts jiggle more. Sitting back, Jackson forgot about his ankle and all his other problems and just enjoyed the way she pleasured him.

Bec was such a tease and he was loving it, hoping for more.

“Jesus…” he muttered.

Jackson was sweating harder now. He could feel it everywhere, especially in his ass cheeks as he sat on top of the towel. He could see Bec wasn’t much better, drops off sweat in the middle of her breasts. God he just wanted to fuck those things until he burst.

In saying that, he didn’t have long.

Jackson felt his cock ready to go off, Bec’s hand was moving faster than ever now.

He began to tense up his ass cheeks as she played with him all the way until he was ready to cum.

“Urghhh god,” he muttered as his cock jerked and twitched while a stream of cum came flying out of the head.

Realising where he was as it happened, Jackson tried to control her hand movement, letting his ejaculate get all over his own body and not the car of her boyfriend. He did his best to direct it to the right areas but it wasn’t exactly easy, he could feel it dripping down his own legs as Bec released him.

“Feel better?” she said with smile.

He looked at her, his face a bright red colour, all he could do was just smile. Making it even better, Bec dipped her fingers in her mouth slowly, one by one. She slurped up any drops of white cum that remained on her hand.

That tease…

***

“You boys behave now!” Bec said as they said their goodbyes.

Getting out of the car, Jackson held on tightly to his towel that was now once again, tied to his waist. Him and Mark were both glad that nobody else was around in the car park. He knew he smelt like cum, Jackson had to use to the towel to clean himself up so that scent wasn’t going away anytime soon.

It was still a Saturday Night so it wasn’t as if people weren’t out and about campus, having drinks and enjoying their weekend.

Mark quickly texted his roommate, Dirty Dale, demanding he come out here with some of Mark’s clothes they could wear on their walk back to East Hall.

As they waited, Mark looked at Jackson, shaking his head.

“What? What is it?” he said, squinting his eyes.

Mark sighed, “Lucky bastard…”

He tried not to gloat but Jackson had to be honest, the little handjob in the car from the blonde Westmere girl made the whole night worth it in the end.

Whereas, in Mark’s mind, he felt like Jackson got one up on him tonight. He quickly put it behind him along with everything else that had happened.