This afternoon I was heading home from work and didn’t really feel like cooking. Arby’s was right there, so why not? I pull in and walk inside.
It’s not too crowded, but in line there are a few girls. They’re a few years younger than me. Some of them have sorority gear on so probably college age. Being like college girls they’re all talking. One big mass of conversation. Then I hear it. “Fuck you Rachel. I could make a guy cum in 60 seconds.” Time seems to slow down. The rest of the conversations just seem to fade away into the background. “Amanda, you didn’t even suck a dick til I made you last week.” “Yeah! And he came after like 30 seconds,” you say sarcastically to your friend.
You obviously came from a party, because you’re wearing a black crop top and a short white skirt. I bet you don’t even have any underwear on. I think about throwing something in front of you to see if you’ll try and pick it up. Its just short enough that if you bend down I might get a glimpse of the tips of your pussy lips. Reach down and slide a finger….
“HEY!!!”
OH SHIT. Was I staring? Between the cleavage and ass cheeks hanging from the dress there’s really no safe place to look.
“You! Come here,” Rachel belts out. I hesitantly come over to you and her waiting to get yelled at. “Amanda. You suck this guy’s dick and make him cum in 60 seconds, and I’ll buy you drinks for the rest of the semester.” There’s a pause. We exchange glances. Of course I’d let you suck my dick. You’re gorgeous. I can see the smirk in your eyes. Neither of us really want to say OK because then everyone knows what’s going to happen. You glance down and see the bulge forming in my pants. I’d be afraid if I wasn’t getting turned on by the thought of your lips around me. “If you can’t do it in 60 seconds you have to admit to me you can’t do it.” Rachel exclaims. “Deal,” you say in a soft, almost whispered tone.
You turn around and walk towards the bathrooms. As you walk you lift your skirt up just a little more. The ass that could launch a thousand ships. Either you knew more than you were leading on, or you’re just a natural. I glance around and no one but your friends notice us, so I follow you into the bathroom. Luckily it’s one of those big single user bathrooms. I lock the door.
“Let’s raise the stakes,” I say. “I win, and you have to walk back out there without fixing anything. You win, and…”
“I win and you owe me a proper fuck. In a bed.” Your eyes are saying you want me to fuck you right then. But there’s a competition to win. I’ve been so flustered this whole time I didn’t notice I’d been staring at your chest. “They’re nice, huh?” You say as you lift both your tits out of your shirt. “Wanna touch em?” As you’re standing there caressing them I come over and cup both of them in my hands. Rubbing both nipples between my thumb and forefinger they grow hard. You do that sigh. You know the one. When you slowly pull in a long breath, and can’t help but moan at the end. I take one into my mouth, and rub my tongue around the nipple. Your eyes are closed. I can tell it’s getting to you. But you push forward and reach down to my belt.
The belt comes off, and the pants go down. I’m standing there erect, pantless, shirt still on. “Maybe you should have clarified the rules a little bit,” you say with a tease. I don’t have time to realize what you’re talking about before you grab my dick with your hand. You push yourself, bare breasted against me and give me a big, deep kiss. Pretty sure your tongue hit the back of my throat. The entire time you’re using your hand to stroke up and down the shaft. I probably would consider a handjob before a blowjob contest cheating. But when a sexy coed has her tits against you with your dick in her hand you tend to let things slide. I can do this. Your handjob skill is actually pretty good. If you had some actual lube I may have lost before we even started.
You drop down on your knees. Peering up at me, you continue to stroke up and down with both hands. Quite a bit of pre-cum is coming out so things are getting a little more slick on the head of my cock. Fuck, you might win this. Thankfully you switch to one hand at the base and look me right in the eyes. Without breaking eye contact you lick the head gently. One. Two. Then down you go. All 6″ into your mouth, until your lips are against my pelvis. The entire time your eyes are locked in mine. Yours a glare of lustful determination. Mine a look of a man who is trying to think of something other than the sorority girl on her knees with your dick completely in her mouth. After what seemed like an eternity you wrap your lips tightly at the base of my cock and slowly pull off. Again, you’re either lying or a natural, because you also somehow lick the entire underside of the shaft while pulling off. Your lips wrap around again as you slowly go up and down. Hands working what’s not being caressed by your lips and tongue. Then it happens. You sneaky bitch….you weren’t wearing any underwear. So there’s nothing in the way when you reach down with your left hand. I can’t see, but I can hear it. Your fingers rubbing against your wet clit. Then of your fingers going inside yourself. Either by some coincidence of the universe, or by sheer luck you’ve doomed my fate. The sensation of sliding your own fingers up your pussy sends a wave up your body. I can feel you tense up. You stop for a moment and your mouth tightens around my cock. You let out a muffuled moan, as what happens when you have a dick in your mouth. You only pause for half a second before you continue, moaning in ecstacy as you work the head with your tongue. One of my biggest turnons….a woman moaning with a dick in her mouth. The entire time from when you slid your fingers in to when I began spraying the inside of your mouth with cum was around 5 seconds. I continue to orgasm, and you keep sucking. After what felt like an eternity I’m done. I didn’t think to start a timer, but there was no way I lasted 60 seconds.
You keep licking to clean off any cum that’s left over. After you’re satisfied you hop up. “Let’s make a deal. I tell them you won, and I lost. I’ll still keep my end or our bet and stay like this,” you gesture to your massive breast hanging from your shirt. “Except instead of owing me a good fuck in a bed, you owe me an entire weekend.” Is this real? Not one to tempt fate I agree. You pull the pen out of my pocket and write your phone number down on my hand. “Don’t lose that.” you whisper as you walk out of the bathroom.
I clean myself up and spend a minute to compose myself. I’d completely forgotten I’d come here to eat. I don’t think that’s happening anymore. I walk out of the bathroom back into the lobby. As I walk towards the exit I look over at you, tits hanging in the open. You give a sly wink as I walk out the door, until we meet again.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hqn4yz/unexpected_competition_mf
This so damn sexy