Bec gives out a Handjob

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.

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

“Am I next?” 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.”

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

“Woah, woah, woah, if we’re pulling over, we have time for me and you to switch seats,” Jackson interrupted before leaning forward to speak with Bec again, “Gorgeous, you know you want to come back and try…”

“Uh uh!” she stopped him, “You had your chance at the start of the trip, wasn’t until you saw my tits and knew what I was willing to do that you wanted to come and sit up the front with me…”

Jackson’s awful night continued, he slumped back against the leather of the chair again and squeezed his own member, regretting his decision big time now.

Bec turned her head to wink at him before returning all her focus back on Mark’s stiff cock.

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.

Mark thought immediately to his date with Natalie but not wanting to give Bec any reason to stop, he chose to ignore that and butter her up instead, “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 Mark’s dick.

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

Bec was such a tease, it reminded him of someone special back at campus.

“Jeez…” he muttered.

Mark 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.

Mark 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, Mark 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, Mark held on tightly to his towel that was now once again, tied to his waist. Him and Jackson were both glad that nobody was around in the car park. He knew he smelt like cum, Mark 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, Jackson looked at Mark shaking his head.

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

Jackson sighed, “Lucky bastard…”

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

In his mind, Mark added a point to his invisible hypothetical scoreboard.

Mark - 1 vs. Jackson - 0