AR Day 3 - After drills

The drills are over. It's lunchtime.

Adella was trying so hard to beat Lara at something that you worry she won't have any energy left for the practice match. She looks sad and defeated as the other girls go to the dining room.

She sits on one of the benches on the side of the field and opens a bottle of water. You are hungry, and you want to get into the cool and refreshing dining hall, but you can't leave her.

You sit down next to her knowing what she is thinking. She is frustrated because she knows she is better than this, but can't do as well as she should. You don't try to comfort her because that would just annoy her. It is hot. You pull off your t-shirt and use it to wipe your face and arms. You have to put on a clean one anyway.

You didn't know weather could get this hot... Adella is having a tough day and this just makes it worse.

You notice where she is looking and look down. Your sports bra is sticking to you. Adella really is just like you... her eyes are drawn to boobs. You laugh and look around. Everyone went to the dining hall. You have the field to yourselves. You scoot closer and pull on her t-shirt, bringing her down for a kiss.

Her frustration is obvious from how hungrily she kisses you. You were looking for a kiss, but it feels like she wants to make out. You don't mind. The heat and sweat does not bother you. Adella kisses you so hard! But you like it.

You can't believe there is someone even hornier than you. You look around again to make sure you are alone, then kiss her back and put your hand on her leg. You slide it up to her crotch, and you are not surprised to find her half-hard in her shorts. You rub her bulge and she moans into your mouth. You try not to laugh. She definitely likes that, and she gets hard instantly. It's huge!

You slip your hand into her shorts and grab her sweaty shaft, still kissing her. You are an expert on jerking off, so of course your skill at handjobs is godlike. Adella thinks she can keep kissing you, but you show her she's wrong. She gasps and grabs you for support as her legs shake.

"Shh, shh," you whisper, giggling. You are totally in the open... but no one is around. As long as you don't get too loud, no one will know.

She presses her face into your neck and kisses you, making a surprisingly cute sound as you masturbate her inside her shorts. One of her hands is on your thigh, and the closer she gets, the tighter she holds you.

She groans and hot semen erupts from her cock all over her front and her shirt. Her breath is hot on your neck as she pants while you jerk out the rest with your sticky hand.

It takes her a moment to recover. She looks at the mess in her shirt and takes it off, using it to wipe up the semen from her belly while you stuff her sticky penis back into her shorts. She wipes her hands on her shirt and throws it away, then kisses you, more tenderly this time.

She even holds your hand, which makes you very happy, when she stands up. It might look a little weird that you are both in your sports bras for lunch, but people will understand. It's so hot, after all.

You start up the hill to the path, but stop when you see someone up there. It's Lara. Was she watching? Now she's walking away. For a second you were panicking, but it's OK. She would have seen you from behind, so she wouldn't know what was going on... you are safe.