When we got into the bedroom it was bloody freezing! Typical student house with the heating turned off. So I kept my top on, slid out of my jeans and we were huddled together for warmth, him in a T-shirt and boxers, me in a thin top and knickers.
So we were sort of cuddled up and he was rubbing my back to warm me up. I suddenly realised Karl had an erection. I guess it was a kind of erotic situation though cold! I could feel his cock against my belly and I can’t deny it was a turn on. I have never fancied Karl, he’s not remotely my type, and I don’t think he fancied me either. But here we were lying in bed together, snuggling and warming up together, both drunk and a bit horny. So when his hand slid up inside my top, I didn’t resist, and when it found my breast, I moaned.
I started to stroke his back and then his belly with the back of my hand as he stroked my nipples and pinched them, me moaning softly. Then as his hand slid down over my belly, I let mine do the same to him, finding his stiff cock and squeezing it through his boxers. He let out a low moan as his hand slid between my legs, then into the gusset of my panties. I was so wet I felt a bit embarrassed.
He had good fingers, sliding them into my pussy then using the wetness to
massage my clit. I rolled on to my back to help him gain easier access and pulled down the waistband of his shorts, releasing his cock, which was rigid and throbbing by now and sprang free into my hand.
He started to moan more now and thrust against me as we wanked each other.
We were building up a steady rhythm wanking each other, both of us moaning as quietly as we could, and he tugged my knickers right off now, sliding a finger up into my soaking wet cunt as he fingered my clit. It felt divine having my tits sucked while he gave me the perfect wank. I love having my clit rubbed and being finger fucked at the same time.
Things started to speed up a bit more then and we were both thrusting and breathing very heavily. None of us made a move towards full sex, none of us even spoke. We just carried on rubbing each other. Eventually, I felt his cock start to spasm and he made this slight groaning noise, so I squeezed it hard as it throbbed and wanked it faster and faster, till he shot his load all over my side.
I had a feeling that might be that, it often is when a man shoots his load, but Karl was a perfect gent and carried on tickling my clit and fingering my cunt until I came a couple of minutes later, thrusting hard against his fingers. Actually I think I did speak then, saying something like “Oh FUCkkkkk!”
After that, we thanked each other and laughed a little and went to sleep. Nothing else ever happened between us but we stayed close friends. I don’t think we ever mentioned it again. We lost touch a few years ago when he moved to Ireland, but I still think about that horny night andmasturbate.
As you will have gathered, a true story. Sorry it didn’t go further, but I guess we both just needed a good hand job that night!