It was the end of a long sexless summer for my now husband just before the start of his third year, and when he got back to university, he was gagging for it. Val had left uni, and Debbie was on her overseas year, so he knew he’d have to find someone else to fuck.
But the first day back wasn’t that day. On the first day back, he always played a 36-hour role-playing game called Toon, with multiple rooms, multiple GMs and lots and lots of laughs. Everyone played cartoon characters, and the game inevitably ended up as an Acme products fight.
About 2 hours after they started, Rebecca walked into the room he was playing in. He remembered Rebecca from the previous year. A sassy American, with a big voice and an even bigger cleavage, who he got on well with. But the sight of her barely constrained tits brought on a stirring in his cock.
But he was in the middle of a battle, and those thoughts quickly subsided. She was good at Toon, just like he was, and their paths crossed a number of times over the next six hours, until their characters both fell off a cliff, at which point they left to change room to another GM. When they went into the next room, they would land at 90 degrees from the previous character who landed there and leave a little half inch indentation in the ground where they did so.
But the Toon playing convention was that if you were outside a room, you could take a break. My husband suggested they should grab some food, and Rebecca agreed. They grabbed some burgers from the on-campus takeaway and Rebecca suggested they went back to her room, where they ate and chatted. Rebecca was easy company.
They had just decided to go back to the game, when Rebecca said she wanted to change her top, as she just pulled at the waistband of her top and pulled it up over her head.
He was sitting on her bed and his eyes were glued to her heaving tits, barely constrained within a bright red see-through bra. As Rebecca threw the top away, she went to start to move towards her wardrobe, but stopped and looked at him, commenting how “There is a man with lust in his eyes.” He nodded agreement but his eyes didn’t leave her tits. She put her hand up behind her back and unclipped the clasp, then she slid the bra down off her shoulders and pulled the cups simultaneously off each tit.
He simply said one word “Better” and took her hands and pulled her towards him. He was in awe of how such large tits could defy gravity and be up with no support (being 20 was a large part of it), and he gently pulled her towards him, kissing each of her nipples in turn. He noted she was slightly turning her body, seemingly to ease his access to her nipples, and that was all the encouragement he needed. He initially focussed on her left tit, bringing his hand up to cup it, gently squeeze it and bring it to his lips. He put his left arm round her waist to hold her in place, as he worked his tongue across and around her nipple. Her nipple was clearly growing as he rolled it in his tongue, and she started to make purring noises.
He moved his left hand from behind her waist to her right tit, and brought it to his mouth, her left tit now firmly held and squeezed in his right hand. He tried to be fair to each nipple and use his tongue in a similar way. He did keep tweaking at her left nipple though, to keep it erect whilst he was licking her right.
When he let go of her nipples, he leant back to admire his handywork that she was proudly showing off. He put his hand down to the button on her trousers, but before he could undo it, she put her hand over the top of his and held them.
He looked up past her tits into her excited eyes, and she purred that they didn’t have time to fuck, but she’d like him to lick and suck at her clit just like he licked and sucked at her nipples. He nodded agreement, and she pushed his hands away and undid the button on her trousers. She turned round, bent over slightly and slipped her trousers over her ass and let them fall gently to the floor. She was wearing the tiniest thong with barely any fabric between her cheeks.
He put his hands to either side of the waistband of the tiny panties and slipped them over her ass too. She stepped out of the clothes and turned round, showing her perfectly manicured pubes to him for the first time. She had a small patch of pubes high above her clit, but everything from her clit down was bare. He put his hands on her ass cheeks, and pulled her towards him, his tongue working through her folds until he came to her clit. Each time his tongue passed over her sensitive clit, she made a load moan, and her clit was getting harder with each pass over it with his rough tongue.
He took his right hand off her ass cheek and started nudging the end of his fingers against her folds. He used his left hand to keep her waist from moving, and he started roughly fucking her sopping cunt with his fingers whilst roughly licking at her clit with his tongue. He felt her hands behind his head pushing it into her clit, and he just kept going, hoping his tongue wouldn’t let him down by giving out before she came.
He needn’t have worried. She cried out hard, her body got more rigid, and his left hand grabbed her to hold her weight when her legs began to give way. She came really hard and covered his face and hand in her cum. His fingers kept working her cunt, dragging every last second of orgasm out of it. She sat down next to him and snuggled up, pushing her naked tits into his still clothed torso. She took his cum drenched hand and slowly licked her cum of each finger and his palm, and then she leaned up and started licking the cum off his face. She clearly liked the taste of her own juices, and slowly and methodically cleaned up his face.
Then, once he was clear of cum, she started kissing him, very passionately, her tongue and his jousting for position, her tongue exploring every millimetre of his mouth. Once their kiss broke, she told him it was the best orgasm she’d had in ages, and she said she wanted a fuck later. She just needed time to recover.
He stroked her hair as he told her his cock would be ready and he would absolutely be fucking her brains out later in the day. He didn’t quite know where this display of bravado came from, but she smirked and told him his cock would have to live up to his mouth. He was confident it would. So was she: anyone who had a tongue that good and could make her cum that quickly was certain to be a good fuck, and it was clear how much he loved her gravity defying tits, or as she called them, her cock hardeners.
But they had to make themselves presentable and return to the game before they were missed. That fuck would have to wait. There was a game to play first.