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It was five o’clock in the evening, and Martha was happier than she had been in a long while. It wasn’t just that Bobby was taking her out that night for Valentine’s Day— OK, it was mostly that. She had been very surprised when Bobby had asked her out six months ago: he had never said more than a few words to her. But over time she had gotten rather accustomed to having him, and rather more annoyed by the legions of girls who trailed after Bobby at every turn. She had been one of those girls not too long ago, but Bobby was hers now and she wished the other girls understood that.
Despite her desire to mark Bobby as hers, Martha had been stalling for the last six months whenever Bobby brought up sex. She had rejected all of his pleas- “It’s not that big of a deal,” “It won’t hurt if your first time is with me,” “you’re a junior already and you shouldn’t graduate high school without sex.” She knew that Bobby had been used to having all of the sex he wanted before they started dating; telling him no was her way of making sure that he really cared about her and not just what was between her legs. There were times when Martha felt bad about stringing Bobby along, but she always brushed it off- it wasn’t like she wasn’t going down on him, she just wanted to wait a little bit longer before letting him take her virginity.
Tonight would be the last night of waiting. Martha’s family was on a ski trip for the weekend, so she had the whole house to herself. Martha had stayed behind, ostensibly because she had hockey practice on Friday, but really because of what she planned to do with Bobby later that night. She had gone to CVS on her way home and bought a box of condoms, but she hoped either that Bobby would be enough of a gentleman to buy his own or that the ones that she bought were the right size. She was very well acquainted with Bobby’s cock, but she didn’t know what condom sizes meant.
Martha retrieved her sexiest dress from the back of her closet, and her smallest underwear from the bottom of her drawer, putting them on. When Bobby had asked her where she wanted to go to eat, she insisted that they go to Bridgeport- she didn’t want anybody in Trumbull to know that she owned such clothing, let alone tell her parents.
Martha’s thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell rang. She was momentarily confused, but then remembered yesterday’s hockey practice. As she was leaving the rink, Coach Will had called her over and told her that he had good news for her, but that he wanted to tell her entire family. Martha, forgetting that her family had left for Vermont earlier that day, had told him to come over the next day at 5 (leaving her three hours before Bobby came to pick her up). Realizing that she was wearing her sexy outfit, Martha grabbed a petticoat and threw it over herself before answering the door.
“Hello Coach.”
“Hello Martha.”
“I’m sorry I forgot to tell you this yesterday, but my family isn’t actually home today. They’re up skiing in Vermont for the weekend.”
“Oh. Well, at any rate I just wanted them to be there when I gave you the good news. Are you going somewhere?” he asked, pointing at her petticoat. Martha blushed.
“Not exactly, not right now. Come in.” They walked through the house and sat down in the TV room. Will had been coaching girl’s hockey for 15 years, but he’d never known a talent like Martha on the ice. As Will sat down and saw Martha’s petticoat ride up her legs, he also realized that he hadn’t known a beauty like her in the 15 years since he’d left college. He briefly wondered if she was even wearing anything underneath her petticoat, but brushed the thought aside. He wasn’t supposed to think that way about his players- he had a stable home life, and he wasn’t about to jeopardize it by thinking about a girl as young as Martha. He tried to push his thoughts about Martha out of his mind, but his growing erection made this hard to do. He quickly spoke up.
“There will be scouts at the game on March 3rd. One from Harvard, one from BU, and one from Northeastern.”
“Really!” Martha couldn’t believe it. Scouts never showed up at divisional games. When the team had gone to states last year, there had been a few scouts, but she hadn’t done anything to impress them. She hadn’t heard from any athletic departments at schools with a decent hockey program: she was starting to get desperate.
“Yep, I told them that—“
“Did you send them my newspaper clippings? Did you tell them about the record I set last year for goals?”
“Now Martha, not so fast. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.”
“Oh come on, coach. I’m sure they’re there for me. You don’t have to pretend.” She smiled and leaned back in her chair, clearly pleased with herself. As she did so, her petticoat slipped even further, exposing more of her legs and some of her deep cleavage.
Will was troubled, although not surprised, by Martha’s attitude. There was no denying that she was the best player he’d even coached, and responsible for most of the team’s wins the last three years. But she had this streak of arrogance that he’d never been able to coach out of her. It was hard to tell your star player that they weren’t a star.
But as Will struggled to find something to say to bring Martha back down to Earth, he quickly developed another problem. As he looked over at Martha, he saw more of her thighs, and could swear he could see a speck of red underwear surrounding her slightly exposed crotch. He could also see the outlines of her gorgeous breasts, and was starting to wonder if she was actually naked under her coat.
“Martha, I’ll be blunt. These scouts have seen a million people like you.” That wasn’t exactly true, but Will pressed on, “What they’re looking for isn’t some girl who is good at hockey. They’re looking for a great girl who happens to be good at hockey. And nobody is impressed with you when you act like this.”
“Oh come on, coach. You know I could act humble if they actually talked to me.”
“I’m not sure that you could. I’m not sure you even know how to act humbly.” He kept talking, trying to look her in the eyes and keep his growing erection under control. “When was the last time you actually felt a bit of humility?”
Martha thought for a second. The last time she had been humbled was when Bobby had told her that she’d never learn how to be a woman if she didn’t learn how to have sex. She had been upset with him for saying that, but part of her still wondered if what he said was true. At any rate, she couldn’t mention that to her coach, so she said nothing.
“I can’t teach you to be humble. You’ll have to learn that for yourself. But there is something I can do to help. When March 3rd rolls around, I’m putting you on the third line. You better hope the scouts are paying attention and not getting hotdogs when you go on the ice.”
Martha’s jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe her coach would hurt his team just to prove a point. Not wanting to be in his presence, she stood up and walked upstairs to her room. As she left, her coat dropped to the couch.


RECONCILIATION?

Will was relieved to see that Martha was actually wearing clothes under her coat, and he was also glad that he got such a nice glimpse of her figure as she walked away. But mostly he was upset and confused. He hadn’t expected her to be so petulant because he didn’t think his punishment was all that bad: he would send her out with the first line after the first couple of shifts, and she could score some goals then. He followed her upstairs, where he heard her crying in her room. Maybe he had overdone it, but somebody had to put that girl’s ego in check- didn’t they? He decided that he would talk to her about something other than hockey until she came around, although at the moment the only subject he could think of was her wonderful ass.
“Can I come in?”
“The door doesn’t lock.” While that wasn’t a “yes,” Will realized that that was as good as it was going to get. He entered her room and saw her laying on her queen-sized bed.
“So what are you dressed for?” asked Will. Martha ignored him until the silence grew too awkward.
“I’m going to dinner with my boyfriend at 8.”
“Ah yes, Valentine’s Day. A holiday for the young and the beautiful.” Will hadn’t meant to add the word “beautiful,” but it was the only thing he could think of when he thought of her. After expanding and retracting for the last 15 minutes, his cock was now stuck in permanent erection mode. He tried to hide it, but he was standing up and there was nowhere for it to go.
Any hope that Will might have had that Martha wouldn’t notice his erection vanished when she looked up from the bed. He saw her glance at his cock, blush slightly, and look up at him with a slight smirk on her face.
Martha couldn’t believe that Will had an erection. She didn’t know what else she should have expected: she was dressed to give Bobby an erection, but that was Bobby, not Will. She compared Bobby’s cock to Will’s, and was glad that Bobby would be the first man inside her— Will’s cock looked like it might do some serious damage. As she thought more about Will’s cock, she came up with a solution to all of her problems.
“Coach, it’s time for me to be blunt with you. I’m not letting you do this to me. I’m going to change your mind, because I’m too good of a hockey player to be riding the bench. Maybe I do think too much of myself. But I only think as much of me as you do.” She stood up, and put her face up to his. “And right now,”- she grabbed his erect penis- “you think an awful lot of me.”
Martha put her hands around the back of Will’s neck and brought his lips down to hers. She pushed her tongue aggressively into his mouth, kissing him like she’d never kissed anybody but Bobby.
Will was taken aback when Martha came on to him. He had never been put in a scenario like this, and under normal circumstances he would have turned and ran. But after 15 minutes of picturing Martha naked, he forgot everything he had ever told himself about not wanting to lose his career. Right now he just wanted Martha, and Martha wanted him.
Martha turned Will around and pushed him onto the bed, climbing on top of him. Will could feel Martha’s warm crotch against his stretched pants as he ran his hands over her dress. He started to take his shirt off, but she stopped him.
“What are you doing, Martha?”
“Driving,” she said as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants.
“Don’t you think I’ll need to have my shirt off?”
“You don’t need your shirt off for me to suck you off.” She lowered herself to his cock until her mouth was inches from the tip. Will was tempted to let her keep going, but instead he grabbed her and brought her back up until she was face-to-face to him.
“Hold on there, girl. You’re still not showing any humility right now. If you think that you’re going to get to define what gets you on first line and what doesn’t, you’ve got another think coming.” Martha glowered at him.
“What do you want?”
“I want us to get naked. You’ve been teasing me with that dress of yours and I want to see what’s under it. Hockey pads hide too much.” Slightly annoyed at the situation she found herself in, Martha took off Will’s pants as he took off his shirt, leaving just his boxers with his cock poking out. As she took off her dress, she felt Will’s eyes drinking in the sight of her body. They were now naked except for their underwear.
Will brought Martha up to him again and kissed her. He began nibbling her neck, and worked his way down to her breasts, taking her left breast in his mouth and sucking on it.
Martha enjoyed the attention she was receiving. But in the back of her mind, she realized that if she didn’t stop Will now, he might end up taking her further than she wanted to go. She wanted to suck him off as soon as possible so she could get on with her life and Bobby would still have a virgin to ravish later that night. Sucking off Bobby usually put an end to his whining about wanting to fuck her; surely the same would hold true for Will. She pulled Will off of her breast and ripped his boxers off. She looked at his cock and tried to figure out how exactly she was going to fit it into her mouth. It had been tough enough to learn to fit Bobby’s cock in her mouth without gagging, but Will’s cock was a different proposition entirely.
Realizing Martha’s dilemma, Will laughed. “You should probably lick it first,” he told her. She licked the tip, going from the base of the head to the top and back again, occasionally putting the head in her mouth. She had always gotten Bobby to cum in a few minutes from this technique, and was hoping to get similar results with Will.
Will was thoroughly enjoying Martha’s amateur attempts. But at this rate, he knew that he would never cum: he wasn’t particularly sensitive to blowjobs. Still, he was going to enjoy this one. “Move lower,” he instructed. “You should try licking the whole cock, not just the tip.” Martha continued down his cock, spending the next few minutes licking up and down his shaft. She quickly realized that sucking off a grown man was a different proposition from sucking off a horny teenager: she would have to find Will’s weak spot and exploit it.
“What do you want, Coach?” she asked in a sultry voice as she stroked his cock.
“Exactly what you’re doing.”
“What I’m doing isn’t making you cum.”
“Well then you’ll have to move lower, won’t you?” Martha hesitated for a moment before licking Will’s balls. She gave his balls a thorough licking before taking them in her mouth one at a time. She had never tried this before, but she was willing to lick Will’s balls if that’s what it would take to get him off. After a few minutes, Martha still hadn’t gotten Will to cum.
“What more can I do, Coach?” she asked with a hint of impatience in her voice.
“Move lower”
“Lower? There’s nothing lower: just some skin.”
“Then lick that.” Martha was grossed out at first, but realized that licking Will’s taint was probably not as gross as licking his balls. If that’s what got Will to cum, she would do it. She just hoped he wouldn’t make her go any lower: she absolutely refused to lick his ass. She started licking Will’s taint while stroking his cock, and was pleased to see Will start to breathe faster.
Will was worried. Martha was going to get him to cum, and we wasn’t ready to give her that satisfaction just yet. He had to do something.
“That’s it, Coach,” cooed Martha as she jerked his cock and licked his taint, “Cum for me. Show me how much cum is in these big balls.” She licked his balls for emphasis.
“Martha, what did I tell you about humility?”
“I’m sucking your dick! How much more humble do you want me?”
“A lot more,” said Will. He grabbed Martha’s head and pushed it down lower until her tongue was even with his ass. “Lick my ass, Martha,” he commanded. Martha tried to pull away, but Will locked his legs around her head. She tried to keep her mouth closed, but Will pinched her nose, forcing her mouth open. Finally, she gave in. She stuck her tongue out, licking around his ass at first, and then put her tongue on the entrance to his ass. It wasn’t quite as bad as she feared it would be. Martha moved her tongue up and down, and slid her tongue further into him.
“That’s it, baby,” said Will as Martha stuck her tongue as deep into his ass as it would go. “Lick my fucking ass, baby.” Martha saw that Will was on the edge of cumming. Pleased that she had found his weak spot, Martha pulled up for air before returning to give Will a hearty rimjob. She slipped a finger into his ass, massaging his prostate as she stroked his cock.
“Come on, come for me Will. I’ve been such a good girl for you. Come for the girl who knows how to get you off.” Will started thrashing violently about on the bed.
“TAKE IT ALL MARTHA!” Martha put Will’s cock in her mouth and felt the first warm jet of cum shoot into her mouth. She barely had time to swallow the first massive jet before the second one shot out, followed by a third and a fourth. Will twitched a few more times and then was still. Martha was proud to have finally gotten Will off, even if it meant she would have to wash her mouth out before kissing Bobby later.

HAPPY MARTHA

Martha brought her face up to Will’s and gave him a long, full kiss on the lips. “Did you like that, Coach?”
Will said nothing, but ran his hands down her back, finally settling on her underwear. “I never said I wanted a blowjob. I said I wanted us to get naked. And right now you’re not naked.” He flipped Martha over and got on top of her. He started kissing her again, and Martha felt his still-erect cock pressing against her underwear. Will licked his fingers and reached down into Martha’s underwear, rubbing her clit as he kissed her neck. Martha said nothing, so Will kissed down her body, briefly stopping to suckle her breast before reaching her mound. He took Martha’s underwear off and began licking her pussy.
Martha quite enjoyed getting eaten out. Bobby had never done it for her, and while she didn’t miss what she’d never had, now that she knew how good it could feel she would have to remember to ask Bobby to service her. Will was hitting all the right spots, around her entrance and inside her. She held Will’s head to her pussy and guided him to her pleasure spots. Will had his mouth full of pussy, so Martha took the opportunity to thank him for his efforts but tell him that now that they were naked and she had serviced him, he really needed to go before Bobby arrived. When she mentioned Bobby, Will abruptly stopped eating her out and looked up at her.
“You’re not really worried about Bobby, are you?”
“What?”
“You’re not worried about Bobby. You’re worried that I’m going to stick my cock inside of you. Mostly, you’re worried that you’re going to like it.” Will got out from between Martha’s legs and got on top of her.
“I won’t like it, and I don’t want it.” Martha wasn’t sure whether she believed either of those statements.
“I didn’t ask you what you wanted.” Will guided his cock to Martha’s entrance, pushing against her clit and rubbing it around.
“STOP! You can’t do this.”
“And why not?”
“I’m a virgin. What am I supposed to tell Bobby?”
“Not a good reason. I don’t care about your high school romances.” He pushed his cock slightly into her.
“You can’t do this without a condom.” Martha reached over to the nightstand where her condoms were, but couldn’t reach it. Even if she got them out, she wasn’t sure they’d fit. But anything she could do to stall Will would be worth it.
“Yes I can. I’m a clean guy. Unless you have a problem?” When Martha said nothing, Will moved his cock around more. “Didn’t think so.”
“I’m not on birth control.” This got Will’s attention: he paused his penis activities and looked at her. He lowered his mouth to her ear.
“I guess I’ll just have to be careful then.” He slid his slippery cock into her moist hole, making it all of four inches before he hit a barrier. He hadn’t believed her when she said she was a virgin: he just thought she was trying to get him to stop. But it appeared that this goddess of a woman was not actually a woman yet. A single thrust of his cock changed that.
Martha screamed out, but Will silenced her with a tender kiss. He rubbed her clit as he slowly slid his cock from her sheath. He wiped the single tear from her eye and slowly slid his cock back inside her. After a few minutes, the initial pain subsided and was replaced by a fair amount of pleasure. Martha started to enjoy having Will’s cock piston in and out of her, even slapping his ass a few times to show her enthusiasm. She was disappointed that she hadn’t managed to get him to wear a condom, but she was too busy enjoying herself to care: in the end there was nothing wrong with having him pull out and cum on her: she kind of wanted to see what a massive Will-sized load would look like splashed all over her tits.
Will looked down at the gorgeous girl whom he had deflowered and whom he was now sliding his cock in and out of. He had felt a twinge of guilt when he took her virginity, but he was mostly glad to be cutting her ego down to size. Certainly any regret that he might have had disappeared when he realized that she was enjoying the sex quite as much as he was. He had never been inside of a girl this tight, and before long he was ready to cum. He kissed her.
“I’m getting close, baby.”
“Do it, Coach. Cum for me. Cum all over my tits. Shoot your huge load all over me.”
“I told you I’d be careful,” panted Will as he reached his climax. “I’d be careful to shoot my load as deep inside you as possible.” He pushed his cock as deep as it would go, and flooded her fertile womb with his potent seed.
Martha panicked as she felt the same warm jets that that had previously filled her mouth filling her unprotected womb. She tried to think when her last cycle had been, if she was truly as vulnerable as she feared, but the feeling of being filled with warm cum make thinking difficult.
Will leaned in and kissed Martha before pulling out and retiring to the bathroom to clean his cock. Martha wanted to follow him in and yell at him: what he had done was wrong. But if it was so wrong, why did she feel so satisfied? She looked down to see a trickle of cum running down her thigh, and thought about the millions of sperm that were right now swimming their way up her system. She cleaned the mess up with a tissue and rested her head on her pillow. As she thought about all of the sperm Will had filled her with, she drifted off to sleep.

SECRET VALENTINE’S DAY

Martha awoke an hour later wrapped in Will’s arms. Will had drifted off to sleep beside her after piling his clothes in the corner and throwing hers in her hamper. She looked at the clock, which said 6:30. She sprang out of bed, startled.
“Bobby!”
“Mmmpph...what?”
“Bobby’s going to be here in an hour and a half. I have to get ready. I have to shower, get dressed- where’s my dress?
“It’s in the hamper. Look, you’re not going anywhere. You don’t think Bobby will be able to tell that you just got filled with some guy’s cum? The second he goes down on you he’ll know, and then you’ll be in trouble.”
“Then I won’t have him go down on me- it’s not like he ever has before.”
“What about your virginity? Are you just going to explain that away?” Martha hated him for saying it, but he was right. She would have to think of some lame excuse to tell Bobby. They would have to put off Valentine’s Day. She found her phone, and went back over to the bed to call Bobby. She laid down on her stomach next to Will, who climbed on top of her and started giving her a back massage. He even started massaging her butt. Taking a deep breath, Martha dialed Bobby’s number.
“Hey babe. You ready for tonight?”
“Bobby, there’s something I need to tell you.” Will started kissing down her back while massaging her butt.
“What’s up, babe?”
“Tonight’s not a good night.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that—” Will had made his way down her back and had just slid his tongue into her asshole. She hit the mute button on the phone and turned around.
“What are you doing?” she hissed at him.
“Returning the favor. Relax, Martha. You currently have an angry boyfriend who needs an explanation.” Martha shot him a glare and unmuted the phone.
“Look Bobby, I’m having girl problems right now.” As she said that, she felt the head of Will’s cock push against the tight entrance to her ass. She slapped his cock away but it came right back to push against her ass.
“Girl problems? Shouldn’t you have known that before we made reservations for tonight?”
“No! I can’t predict my cycle. It just came a little early this month. I wanted tonight to be the night we finally made love, but we’re just going to have to put it off for a few days.”
“But what about your parents? They’ll be home in a few days, and then what?”
“I don’t know, we’ll figure something—” This time Martha didn’t get the chance to mute the phone- she dropped the phone into the pillows as Will slid his cock into her ass. She screamed, hoping that Bobby wouldn’t hear through the pillows.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!”
“Teaching you to be more humble.”
“I can be humble without your cock in my ass.”
“I’m not sure that you can.” Will was enjoying watching Martha get upset: she was very sexy when she was upset. “Better talk to Loverboy.” Biting back screams, Martha retrieved her phone from the pillows.
“What’s going on, Martha?”
“What do you mean, what’s going on?” Martha was terrified- Will had done so much to her already; he better not make her lose Bobby as well.
“I heard a muffled noise, and then I heard you yell at somebody.”
“I dropped the phone in the couch cushions. I don’t know what the yelling noise was: I certainly didn’t yell at anyone.” As she said this, she looked back at Will, who smiled.
“Alright, well...”
“We’ll have to figure this out later. I’m really sorry about the reservations.”
“Can I at least come over and be with you?”
“That’s sweet, but no. I have to go. Love you, bye.” She hung up the phone before Bobby could say anything else. She looked back at Will, who started laughing even as he continued to slide his cock in and out of her ass.
“That wasn’t funny!”
“I don’t know, I think it’s pretty fucking hilarious.” Even as he said this, Will stopped laughing and started shouting with pleasure. Martha recognized the look on his face: for the third time that night, he was cumming. At least this time he wouldn’t be cumming in her pussy.
“Hurry up and cum in my ass, Coach. I want you to fill my ass with cum.”
“OH FUCK MARTHA! I’M CUMMING!” Martha couldn’t tell how big of a load Will shot in her ass, but she was overwhelmed by the unique sensation. She wasn’t sure she would ever want to feel this sensation again, but at least Will had pulled out of her ass.
Will rolled over to the side of the bed where he had been sleeping thirty minutes ago. Martha lifted up the covers and snuggled up next to him, laying her head on his chest. She kissed him lightly, trying to figure out how this man could go from pounding her ass to snuggling with her in a matter of seconds. She didn’t feel too secure, though: Will’s cock was still hard. She figured she should deal with the problem pre-emptively.
“I don’t know what you have in mind, but if you think you’re going to stick that dirty dick in me you can forget it: I’ll bite your dick off before I let it inside me again.”
“Not very humble, Martha.”
“I don’t care about humble. It’s not happening.”
“What if I were to have a clean penis?” Martha thought about that for a second. She definitely didn’t want Will’s cock in her ass again, but she had enjoyed feeling his cock in her pussy. As upset as she had been when he came inside her, she had secretly enjoyed being filled with his cum. One more load couldn’t hurt, could it?
“OK, go clean your cock and I’ll think about it.”
“Still not very humble. I give the orders here.”
“You said you wanted a clean cock.”
“I did. I just want you to clean it.” Martha rolled her eyes and reached over to grab a tissue from the nightstand, but Will grabbed her and rolled her onto her back. He got on top of her, positioning his cock in her face. He held her nose to open her mouth, and slipped his cock into her mouth. Like when she had licked Will’s ass, Martha found herself not as disgusted as she had thought, or at least so horny that she didn’t care. She spent a good five minutes licking his cock until it was the cleanest cock she had ever seen. Before long, desire overcame her: she needed to have Will’s cock back in her pussy.
Martha flipped Will onto his back and aligned her pussy with his cock. Will’s cock slid right in with the help of the massive load he had dumped in her earlier. She clutched him tight to her for a couple of minutes, and then brought herself to a 90º angle with him and began riding his cock. She ran her hands through her hair as she felt his cock rearranging her organs. He grabbed her breasts with both hands, but she moved one of his hands down to her belly so he could feel exactly where his cock was hitting.
“Yeah, you like having my cock way up inside you?”
“Oh God, yes”
“You like when a real man stretches your pussy with his cock?”
“Yes, yes”
“Show me where you want me to cum.” Martha moved his hand up to her womb.
“Right here, baby. Right where you came last time. Right where you’re supposed to cum.”
“OK, as you wish.” Will gave one last thrust and held his cock in position, shooting several ropes of cum into her cervix. Martha leaned down and kissed him.
“Don’t ever leave me.”
“I won’t.”

They fell asleep like that, new lovers in a tangle of bodies. If one of them woke up during the night, they would nudge the other awake and have a good romp before falling asleep again. By the time Will woke up the next morning, his balls felt emptier than they ever had been, and sore beyond belief. He wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to cum again. As for Martha, she felt like her pussy had turned into a wet, gaping hole: where there was once flesh and nerve cells, there was now only cum.

THE LONG KISS GOODBYE

When Martha awoke the next morning, she felt Will’s big arms around her and remembered the previous night. She also saw that Will had put an almost empty Brita filter on his nightstand, along with an empty glass. She went to the bathroom, and when she came back Will had woken up.
“Morning Coach.”
“Good morning. Sleep well?” Martha laughed.
“You get thirsty last night?” said Martha, pointing to the nightstand.
“Something like that, yeah. Look, last night was too good: my balls are about to fall off. I should probably leave here before my cock writes a check that my balls can’t cash, but I’d like to shower with you first.”
“Sure thing, Coach.” They walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. When the water warmed up, Martha entered the shower and Will followed her. Will stood in the back of the shower, under the water. He washed himself off and cleaned the large amounts of dried cum from his cock.
“You done, Coach?” asked Martha playfully as she leaned over and kissed Will, cupping his balls to emphasize the double entendre.
“Are you humble yet?”
“I think so. Let’s see,” said Martha, counting on her fingers, “I’ve licked your cock and balls, licked your ass, massaged your prostate until you came, let you take my virginity, let you lick my ass while I was on the phone, taken your cock in my ass, cleaned it, and taken so many loads of cum in my pussy that I’ll be pregnant for the next ten years. Pretty humble, I’d say.”
“Well if you’d say that, then that’s not pretty humble. You have a ways to go. Get down on your knees.”
“Are you serious? You can’t possibly have more left in the tank.” Still, Martha got down on her knees in front of Will.
“Do you trust me?”
“No.”
“Good. Close your eyes and open your mouth.” Martha complied.
Will let out a stream of piss into Martha’s mouth. When her mouth was almost full, he stopped.
“Open your eyes.” Martha opened her eyes and looked up at Will with a look of total devotion.
“Swallow.” She did, and smiled up at Will.
“Do you have any more for me?
“Maybe. Do you want it?”
“Yes. I want all of it. Unload your bladder, I want you to pee all over me.”
“That Brita filter was full earlier this morning. Twice. You want all of that?”
“Oh God, yes. Cover me in your hot piss. I want to be the girl who gets dirty for you.”
“You asked for it.” Will unloaded all over her. He covered Martha’s tits and moved down over her stomach. He flipped her around and covered her back, down to her ass. But he spent most of his stream on Martha’s face. For thirty seconds he alternated between peeing in her mouth and peeing on her face to give her a chance to swallow. She put her hand on his hip, encouraging him to give her everything. Finally, the stream stopped.
“Get yourself cleaned off, young lady.” Martha stepped into the water, and washed her face. After Martha rinsed out her mouth, Will turned her around and gave her a long, passionate kiss. He left the shower, got dressed, and saw himself out before Martha finished her shower.

EPILOGUE

March 3rd rolled around, and Will was outside the girls’ locker room two hours before the game was supposed to start. He was starting to panic: Martha still hadn’t showed up, and the scouts were here already. It wasn’t like Martha to be late, especially on a day like this. He heard giggling coming from the locker room, and thought he heard Martha’s name being mentioned. He pressed his ear to the door.
“—her offseason started early.”
“If it was Bobby, I’d have done the same thing.”
“Not without proper precautions, you wouldn’t have.”
“Look, there’s nothing we can do now. We’re going to have to go out there without her. She decided to go get herself knocked up, now she has to deal with being sick for months.”

Will got a text. “Call me? Love, M.”

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