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Radio on.

Heater on.

Engine on.

“Buckle up boys,” the blonde girl said, reversing the red Hyundai car back until she could turn out of the parking lot, “Safety first.”

They both clicked their seatbelts in, Mark sat comfortably in the front seat, his towel still wrapped around his lower half.

“Thanks for the lift, What’s your name?” he asked her.

“Rebecca but everyone calls me Bec,” she told them.

“Well that’s very kind of you to drive us, I’m Mark.”

“And I’m Jackson,” his cousin said from the back seat, poking his head out for a second.

Bec smiled, trying to get a good look at both Heathrow boys again while driving out of her own campus grounds.

“Where are you going anyways? After you drop us off that is?” Mark asked, his towel still covering his cock.

“There’s this really good ice cream store just south of Heathrow actually, that’s where I’ll be headed,” she told them.

“Fair distance to go for ice cream still,” Jackson said in the back seat.

She looked over her shoulder at him at smirked, “That’s okay, it’s not my car so not my petrol.”

The boys looked at each other, a little confused at who’s car they were in.

“Relax, it’s my boyfriend’s car,” she said, “I didn’t just steal someone’s keys… well technically he doesn’t know I’m out in it right now but that doesn’t matter now, does it?”

The girl was a little rebellious, they didn’t know much about her or if her boyfriend would be fine with this which intrigued both of them. They sat calmly, still quite subdue considering how annoyed the pair of them were by the petty locker room pranks that left them without clothes.

Stopping at a set of traffic lights, Bec looked behind her at Jackson and then back at Mark, a michevious smile on her face. These looks weren’t going unnoticed by the pair of cousins, attempting to figure out this girl.

“Was your boyfriend on the team?” Mark eventually asked her.

She nodded, “He was but he left the arena half way through the last quarter, such a crybaby… can’t handle losing.”

Jackson and Mark both looked at each other, both thinking about the open brawls that had occurred on the field just an hour or so ago.

As the car ride continued, Mark felt a bit more comfortable up the front of the car, forgetting the fact that he was naked underneath that towel.

“You poor boys,” Bec said, turning up the heater in the car, “Must have been so cold out there, wearing…”

She looked over at Mark in the passenger seat, almost as if she was trying to use x-ray vision through her eyes to see underneath the towel. Smiling, she looked back up at his face, “Wearing nothing under there right?”

He nodded, feeling a little tingle in his penis. She made him a little nervous and a little horny, knowing well and truly that she had been checking them out.

As the light went green, Bec stepped on the pedal, trying to peel off the jacket she had on.

“Umm Mike, can you give me a hand here please,” she said, the jacket still stuck on one of her arms.

“It’s Mark… but yeah sure, can do.”

“Oh of course, silly me.”

With one hand on steering wheel, she kept control of the car as Mark was able to peel off the jacket completely. He took it away from her, putting it on the floor of the car in front of him.

“Thank you darling,” she spoke softly,

He knew why she needed it off, the heater was cranking and even wearing nothing but a towel, Mark was sweating his butt off. Bec now had on light blue jeans and a baggy blue sweat shirt which would come off at the next set of lights, ending up on the floor in front of Mark too.

The best part of the removal of Bec’s shirt was revealing what was underneath. A white tank top made the rival college girl a little more comfortable inside the warm car but it was what was inside that top that had the boys really sweating…

Sitting high and proud on her chest was two spectacular round globes. Her large breasts were well hidden underneath all those layers of clothes so now that they were gone, the boys had a spectacular view.

Mark felt himself sweating big time now, with the heat of the car and Bec’s tits out on display.

“Maybe I should turn this down a bit…” Mark said, going to reach for the heat switch.

She slapped his hand away lightly, making him jump back.

“Oh I’m sorry… I just prefer it to be hot in here on nights like this… I thought you boys needed the warmth anyway…”

“I’m just sweating a little, that’s all.”

“Yeah it’s pretty hot in here,” Jackson said, trying to get a better glance at her tits from the back seat of the car.

She made eye contact with Jackson, looking back over her shoulder. Bec smirked, catching him staring at her rack, the blonde winked before focusing her attention back on the road.

“If you’re so hot in here boys, you can always undo those towels, might be a little more comfortable,” she told them both.

With just the way she was acting, it didn’t overly surprise Mark to hear her say that. He couldn’t lie though, he was incredible turned on right now and it had resulted in a nice big boner under the towel. His hands covering his lap wasn’t doing a lot to stop Bec from looking.

Jackson in the back, just shrugged after hearing that, undoing the towel from the waist, freeing his cock. He was now sitting on top of his white towel, his cock may have been flaccid but as Bec looked behind, she could easily tell how big he was.

She smirked, biting her lip.

Back facing the road, she kept looking to her right, waiting for Mark to do the same. He wasn’t as comfortable doing it here in a stranger’s car with a girl he just met and his cousin naked on the back seat.

But Mark felt a little pressure by the blonde tease. He followed Jackson by undoing his own towel and letting his hard cock spring out, much to the delight of the driver.

“Hmmm wow, both pretty big,” she admired their length.

Jackson smirked from the back seat, trying to edge closer in his seat, wanting the attention of the girl. Up in the front seat, Mark strived to keep his boner down as the girl continuously checked his naked body out.

“My boyfriend would be sooo jealous…” Bec added.

“What, because he’s small or just the fact that there’s two naked dudes from Heathrow, sitting in his own car with his own girlfriend?” Jackson said with a smartass tone.

She laughed, almost enjoying the way he mocked her boyfriend.

“Maybe a bit of both,” she admitted with a cheeky laugh.

“You could always join us like this if you wanted,” Mark added, now trying not to be too shy about the fact that his hard dick was standing to attention, even though he had to admit that he was nervous.

She giggled again as she reached over and gave his left thigh a quick squeeze, “Oh I’m sure you would love that, look at you.”

Bec was pointing to his boner, Mark choosing to own it now.

“Looks uncomfortable its so hard,” she said, “Would you like some help?

“Some help?” Mark said in surprise.

She nodded, still multitasking between the road and the two cocks in the car, “You don’t want me to jerk you off?”

“Oh god no, no, I would love that,” he said, worried she wouldn’t go through with that offer, “I’m just surprised since you said about the boyfriend.”

“What he doesn’t know, won’t hurt him,” she smirked, “It’s always a little more fun to live life on the edge, don’t you boys think?”

“What are we judging for Mark,” Jackson said from the backseat, still wanting to be involved, “I fucked over Miranda last weekend and you cheated on Tiff.”

Bec’s eyes widened hearing this, wanting to hear more about their behaviour. Mark just shook his head.

“Uhh never mind that,” Mark quickly said, keeping her focused on what she originally suggested, “You don’t even have to ask to touch me.”

A grin curled on her face as she reached out and grabbed his member with her warm right hand, “Just sit back and enjoy the ride…”