TL/DR; some fun, mutual masturbation at college
Becky and I were on the same course at college. We were pretty good friends, and used to hang out a lot, flirting and laughing at each other’s dirty jokes. She had a boyfriend back at home so I’d never thought to make a move on her, though she did like to tease me a lot when we hung out. She was a pretty brunette, straight talking and assertive, with a nice curvy body and really big tits. Not crazy big, but definitely big enough that most of the guys, and quite a few girls, would mention them. She lived with three other similarly cute girls, and confessionally, I probably jerked off over one of them at least once a week.
One weekday morning in our second year, we were in the big cinema-style lecture theatre to watch a film. The professor had dimmed the lights really low, so it was nice and dark, which suited me as I’d been out really late the night before. I rolled in late with a hangover, and took a seat on my own right at the back, behind my friends and the rest of the class. Becky came in a few seconds later, in jeans and a red zippy top, spotted me sitting down in the back row and came and sat next to me. She’d been out with us the night before too and we chatted in whispers as the film played, exchanging accounts and comparing hangovers. We got onto the subject of her boyfriend, and said they’d split up. “Oh yeah?” I replied, trying not to sound too pleased, to which she gave a bit of a blow by blow of their breakup.
After telling me she was pleased it was over, Becky leaned in close and whispered in my ear “To be honest, we’ve only been seeing each other every fortnight and I need to get laid more than twice a month, and for longer than two minutes”. She was never shy speaking to me directly about her sex life but my face flushed and cock tingled with excitement, her warm breath tickling my ear as she confided in me. “No staying power huh?” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. “Yeah.” she continued to whisper in my ear. ” I get on top of him, start riding and a minute later he’s blown his load.” This was more than enough to start my blood pumping. She continued whispering more of her frustration in my ear.
“I can’t begin to imagine what’s causing him to get so excited” I joked, taking an obvious look at her chest, whispering close into her ear. My cock quickly stiffened as my lips grazed her ear in the dark, and I smelt the shampoo on her hair. “So you reckon you could last longer?” she teased, turning back to me, and place a hand on my thigh. “Yeah” I lied, grinning, as she continued up my thigh, enjoying the cock-teasing.
Her left hand swiftly stroked higher before reaching between my legs, and quickly located the hard bulge in my crotch, the sudden move catching me off guard. “Seriously though, how long do you reckon you’d last?” she goaded. “I mean, you’re already pretty excited down there and I’m just whispering in your ear.” She began to rub my crotch with the palm of her hand. “Imagine me grinding down on you and my big tits swinging in your face.” she elaborated. “Ha. 10 minutes?.” I laughed quietly into her ear, knowing full well I’d probably woken up and rubbed one off to her in much less time, imagining just that. I shifted my hips to let her feel me more easily, letting my cock straighten out under her hand.
“Mmmm, where have you been hiding this beauty?” she said excitedly, giving my cock a firm grip. “Maybe your nice big dick and my nice big tits should get better acquainted?” She took a quick look around to see everyone still facing the front, then unzipped her hoody a little, pulled down the white vest top she was wearing beneath. and pulled her right breast out of her bra before guiding my hand inside her hoody to her bare breast.
Becky had encouraged me to have a quick squeeze of her breasts before on a drunken night out but nothing prepared me for the feeling of her huge warm breast in my hand. It took my whole hand span to squeeze, and I rolled her big erect nipple between my finger and thumb. Becky’s hand returned to my jeans and reached in under my boxers and grabbed my shaft, settling into a steady rubbing motion as she rolled my foreskin back and forth. “10 minutes? No chance” she cooed into my ear as I thrust my cock through her fingers, fucking her hand.
Becky unbuttoned her jeans and guided my hand down from her breast. I ran my fingers beneath her knickers, past a trimmed bush and started fingering her pussy. Becky moaned softly into my ear “Let’s just see if you can make two minutes”, and started stroking me faster. We stopped whispering and settled back into our seats, hands down each other’s jeans as our classmates watched the film oblivious, our hangovers forgotten. Becky rocked against my finger as I focused on her clit. I could feel my orgasm building and was trying with all my will to hold it off. I knew I was about to make a serious mess of my shorts but didn’t care. I rubbed Becky’s clit faster. “Oh that’s got to be at least four minutes” I joked, groaning in Becky’s ear. “Cum with me”. Becky turned to face me and showed me her face as she began to cum, her mound quivering against my hand. A split second later, and needing no encouragement, my own shuddering orgasm rocketed through my groin. I came really, really hard and I began squirting a huge load into Becky’s hand and into my boxers.
When I finally stopped twitching, I marveled as Becky pulled her cum-covered hand from my jeans and sucked her fingers and thumb clean. “Go and get cleaned up, then let’s go back to mine and fuck” Becky whispered to me, planting a kiss on my cheek.
We stealthed out of the lecture-theatre and I went to salvage my cum soaked boxer shorts. When I came out of the bathroom, Becky was waiting, smiling, and off we went.
TBC
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hi8puq/my_backrow_fumble_with_becky_mf