[MF] Hand job from a girl while her boyfriend is sitting beside us asleep.

This story comes from my days back in High School when I was 17 and on the track team.

For whatever reason the school only provided one bus for our track team, and with as many people on the team as there were, the bus was incredibly crowded.

Since, I ran the last event of the meet, I was one of the last ones to get on the bus and seats were full. Renee, a senior at the time must have saw my dilemma and scooted over so I could sit with her and her boyfriend at the time John.

I bit of back story…

John, Renee’s boyfriend, was a douche-bag in my opinion. A pretty boy who thought his shit didn’t stink and the only thing higher than his ego was how far he could have his nose in the air at any given time.

Renee on the other hand was pretty cool. Not only was she a blonde haired, blue eyed knockout, but she was also an amazing athlete, being on the school’s track team (just to keep in shape) and a standout in basketball , volleyball, and softball. It was softball where she excelled eventually getting a scholarship to go to play college ball.

We hadn’t really talked much or spent time together, but we played sports year round so our paths crossed, and it was this track night that I’ll never forget.

It was late into the evening when we left the school heading home that Saturday night. The bus was dark when the driver turned out the lights and headed down the road for the trip that would take just under an hour.

Most people were asleep fifteen minutes into the trip. John had passed out with his head on the window and Renee had rested her head on my shoulder. The position was just flat out awkward for me, but I didn’t want to move because Renee seemed comfortable.

Finally my arm was falling asleep and numbness was spreading from my elbow to my wrist. I reached up, put my arm around her, and surprisingly, she snuggled in, putting her head on my chest. I draped my arm around her shoulder and this was a lot more comfortable for me and her.

She’d move from time to time as the bus bounced along, and she seemed to snuggle in closer.

I looked over, and saw John’s head still on the window, and innocently ran my fingers up and down her upper left arm, and sure enough she wiggled in and put her arm over my chest in a classic snuggling position.

Having as long of arms as I do, I “accidently” let my fingers drag along the outside curve of her breast and then continued moving them up and down her arm.

And at one point I swore I heard her cooing accompanied by soft little moans so I continued the absent minded massage of her arm getting bolder with each ministration. She made no sign of pushing me away, and it wasn’t long until I was caressing the side and front of her breast. Massaging and teasing the tip until she moved in closer to me and her arm and hand fell from around my torso and landed on my lap where she gently moved it up and down my thigh.

I shifted around in my seat so I had use of both my hands, and as we sat in darkness and quietness, aside from the humming of the bus, our actions became more brazen.

My right hand moved to her sides and stomach, and she answered by continuing to run her hand and fingers up and down my thigh. My fingers eventually found the curve of her under boob and she’s still not pulling away so I decided to let my thumb find the pointy tip of her other breast and I let it roll circles around the hard nubbin.

But it’ was what Renee did next that surprised me. Her fingers found and traced the outline of my hard cock. Up and down, she ran her hand on the outside of my track pants causing me to pull her in even closer and tighter. I let my own hand drop down her stomach and found the heat radiating from between her legs, and when my two middle fingers applied a bit of pressure she gripped the hardness of my shaft in a fist.

Still not saying a word we both instinctively shifted to a position that gave us more freedom to explore with our hands. She easily slipped her hand inside the elastic of my track pants and began slowly jacking me off, while my own fingers had found the insides of her matching uniformed track pants and her wet slit.

Slowly, quietly, and gently we played. Still pretending to be asleep and not saying a word. I found her clit and the slow circles my finger was making soon had her tensing up. Her fist squeezed and tightened around my shaft, and I was pretty sure I had just made her cum.

I dipped my fingers inside and around her now soaking cunt, and she increased the speed and pressure her hand was moving up and down my cock.

I pulled her in tighter and tighter…..trying to tell her how close I was without words. She interpreted my actions and corresponded by her continued stroking until my balls released. With a slight shudder, I filled my shorts with an abnormal amount of cum.

We removed our hands from being inside each other’s clothing and snuggled back in together and fell asleep.

We woke when the bus hit a large pot hole pulling into the parking lot of the school. John looked at us both and she sat up straight. The lights came on and everyone squinted trying to let our eyes adjust to the brightness. John continued looking at us, with an impression of what’s going on.

We didn’t say a word to each and gathered up our gym bags and such and left the bus. I hung back a bit to see what was going to happen, and saw Renee walk to her car, get in and leave. Not a word or kiss goodbye to me or John.

It was later that week that I had heard through the grapevine that Renee had broken it off with John, and I approached her a day later asking if she would want to go out sometime. She gave me a friendly hug and said she enjoyed the other night on the bus, but it was just her way of getting back at John.

Come to find out earlier that day at the meet, Renee had walked in on John giving Chrissy, a teammate, a kiss. He swore it was only a friendly kiss, but as payback, Renee had only intended on kissing me in front of him to piss him off.

But something came over her, and she got so horny knowing he was sitting right beside us asleep, that she couldn’t and didn’t want to stop. I gave her a hug and kiss and told her good luck with softball, and I’d try and catch a few games that year. I never did get to any games that year, nor did I ever go out with Renee.

We never again brought up that night on the bus, but we saw each other many years later. She was married with two daughters, and at the time I was married with only one son. She was teaching and coaching back at the high school we graduated from, but before we left, she told me with a smile I should come out and catch a game sometime.

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