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Sara Winslow had been coaching the girls’ volleyball team at Eastern Valley High for 3 years now and had been keeping a terrible secret for the last year. At a very awkward time in her life Sara found herself drawn to one of her students. This was the first time in her life that she experienced any sort of sexual feelings for another female and the fact that it was an 18 year old girl was quite troubling for her. Sara had been married for 20 years to John Winslow and considered only the first 10 of those years to be a real marriage. John kept himself buried in his work and had not spent any quality time with Sara in years. As a result the lonely woman eventually found herself experiencing strange thoughts.

Sara was now standing in the girls’ locker room looking at herself in the mirror. At 40 years old Sara was still a striking woman. Her breasts were a perfectly round C cup which complimented her shapely ass to a tee. Her long black hair framed her beautiful face and brought out the light in her deep blue eyes. After all these years she was only now starting to see a few grey hair and the first signs of crow’s feet. Her breasts only sagged a little and her ass was only showing moderate signs of a slight southward movement.

Reaching down with her right hand to the bench in front of her, Sara lifted the towel she had thrown there earlier in an attempt to hide what lie beneath. As Stacy Sheppard had undressed for her post practice shower the 18 year old senior had dropped the panties she had worn all day onto the bench. Seeing a change to claim a souvenir, Sara had dropped a used towel onto the bench covering the panties. Just as the coach had hoped, Stacy had been too busy chatting with her friends to remember the used garment and had gone home for the day without her soiled panties.

Sara held her breath in anticipation as she slowly brought the girls panties up to her face. She looked closely and saw to her shame and excitement that the panties were indeed stained with Stacy’s secretions. Sara brought the panties to her nose and breathed deeply of the heady scent. Her knees got week and her stomach began to flutter as she inhaled the most private odor of her teenage charge. Sara’s moved the panties to her left hand and almost without conscious thought moved her right hand down the length of her torso until she reached the waistband of her sweatpants. With a guilty look over her shoulder, Sara let her hand creep down inside of both her sweats and panties. She shivered as she felt the first strands of pubic hair touch her fingertips. She moved her hand lower and rubbed it softly across her quivering mound. She could already feel the moistness of her hair on the palm of her hand and slowly slid her middle finger between her lips.

The feeling was like static electricity as she began to slide her finger along the length of her pussy, gently stroking her outer lips and building her own excitement with each pass. Sara breathed deeply of her student’s scent as she began to stroke herself faster allowing her finger to go deeper and deeper. All thought escaped her mind except the notion of getting herself off. She was almost embarrassed by the soft squishing sound coming from her now soaking wet crotch. Sara began to moan softly in time with her own ministrations without thinking let her tongue slide out and lick tentatively at the soiled panties she held in her hands. She was immediately overcome with passion as she tasted the salty, musky leavings of young Stacy. Sara began to lick in earnest as she stroked her pussy in an ever increasing fervor.

She was close now, so very close. Her body shook with pleasure, her heart pounded out a beat so loud Sara could almost hear it over her own moaning. Her right hand stroked furiously and she began sucking the juices from the used panties. Just when she felt she could take it no longer, Sara exploded in the most satisfying orgasm of her middle aged life. Her knees gave way and she sank to the floor slowly easing her finger from her now sensitive pussy. She gave the panties a final lick and let them fall to her lap. Sara was breathing heavily and her head was spinning but she was grinning with satisfaction.

And then the cheering started. Laughing and cheering and clapping coming from the direction of the door Sara had sworn she had locked. Her eyes flew open wide and her head turned quickly to the sound. Sara was at once shocked and embarrassed by what she saw. There, standing in the doorway to the locker room were 4 of her starting seniors. Stacy Sheppard, she of the soiled panties was standing in the forefront of the group. Behind her were Lindsey Morgan, Kelly Sinclair, and Rose Masters. The girls continued to laugh at their coach until Stacy raised her hand to silence them. It was then that Sara noticed the video camera Stacy was holding in her other hand.

Sara began to speak not even sure what she would say but Stacy silenced her by yelling, ?Shut up bitch! You’ll speak when you’re given permission?. The young girl walked slowly toward her now kneeling coach and stopped just half a foot from her. ?Let me lay this out for you as simply as I can you perverted old whore. You’re caught and you know you are. Nothing you say at this point is going to matter at all so you can forget about threatening us or getting all high and mighty about this.? Stacy was standing straight and tall and from this angle Sara’s face was level with the girl’s crotch. Even as scared as she was Sara was tempted to steal a glimpse. Before she could act on that feeling however, Stacy began to speak again. ?We’ve all seen you watching me. Seen how you stare at my ass or tits when you think no one is looking. We know what a pervert you are so save any bullshit for someone else. You see coach, the four of us have been fucking each other for well over a year now and we spotted you a mile away. The truth is we set you up with the panties. I never believed you would go for it but Rose was certain.?

Sara began to grow very cold at the thought that her students had set her up intentionally. She would lose her job now and most likely her husband. And oh what her parents would think. Sara tried to plead with Stacy but received a slap in her face as she began to speak. The shocked coach sat back on her heals and began to cry softly. Stacy laughed and said, ?Cry all you want to bitch but we own your ass now?. She continued, ?You see we’ve been getting bored with our little adventures. Sneaking of to each other’s houses and fucking and sucking is fun and all but we needed more. That’s when Rose showed us websites about slaves. I mean imagine how hot we got at the idea of having our own sex slave. We were hooked on the idea but couldn’t come up with a suitable target. And then we remembered our little pervy coach.?

Stacy went on to explain how the girls had come up with a plan to entrap Sara and force her into becoming their slave. She went on to talk about how thrilled they were at the idea of having someone to degrade and humiliate like the sorry bitches in the stories they were reading. And now they had their own little sex toy to play with.

Sara took this moment to plead her case. She was sobbing as she pleaded with the girls to forget the whole thing. She begged them not to ruin her life and at that point Stacy told her that would not happen. ?We aren’t going to expose you, you stupid cunt. We won’t see your job or marriage ruined unless you misbehave. Now I think you need to take off all those clothes you’re wearing and let us take a good look at our new property.

Sara was shocked. She was certain she had misheard the girl. ?You want me to strip??, she asked. Stacy let out a short laugh and said, ?Of course bitch, we wanna see what we’ve got here. Now stand up and take off those clothes.?

Sara sat still for just a second too long and Stacy slapped her hard across the face. ?Do what the fuck I tell you, cunt!? She screamed at the now cowering coach. For emphasis Stacy reached down and grabbed Sara’s left nipple between her thumb and finger and began to pull the older woman to her feet. Sara was stunned but the pain in her nipple was horrible and she scrambled to her feet as quickly as possible. The girls all laughed at her, pointing out the snot running out of her nose as she cried harder.

The coach was trembling in fear and humiliation as she took off her tshirt. She thought about folding it and almost laughed at the absurdity. Fearing retribution, Sara went on disrobing by sliding down her sweatpants and removing them along with her shoes and socks. She stood shaking before the 4 girls in just her panties and sports bra. Stacy reached out immediately and slapped Sara’s left tit hard in a downward motion. ?Get the rest off cunt?, the girl screamed. Crying harder Sara removed her undergarments and stood naked before the girls. She knew better than to hide her nudity with her hands and kept them hanging at her sides.

The girls were surrounding her now and making rude observations about her body. Kelly called her tits ?fat udders?. Lindsey remarked that Sara’s ass was fat and out of shape while Rose said her coach was a mess and should be lucky anyone even wanted her to serve as a slave for them. It was Stacy who was the cruelest though. Stacy lifted her coach’s breasts in both hands and let them drop back down. She smacked the woman’s ass hard enough to leave a handprint and finally used Sara’s own panties to wipe the snot and tears from her face.

Stacy ordered Sara to her knees and the humbled coach complied if only to get this all over as quickly as possible. With the older woman on her knees the 4 girls began to undress which quite frankly scared Sara to death and aroused her at the same time. Stacy spread Sara’s clothes on the bench and sat her bare ass down on them with her legs spread right in front of Sara. ?Let’s get right to it shall we?, Stacy said. ?I want you to eat our pussies. I mean I want you licking my cunt until I cum on your nasty pervy face.? Sara shook her head no and started to get up. ?I can’t do that. I can’t go that far. This all has to stop now Stacy.? The coach wanted to say more. Wanted to take control of the situation but Stacy had other things in mind.

With a predesigned signal from Stacy the other 3 girls grabbed Sara and forced her over Stacy’s lap face down with her ass sticking straight up. Sara tried to call out at this point but the girls were too fast and too well prepared. Someone shoved Sara’s panties into her mouth effectively gagging the older woman. While Kelly, Rosy and Lindsey held her in place, Stacy began to punish their prisoner. Using one of Sara’s sneakers Stacy began to beat the older woman’s ass savagely. She showed no mercy and no compassion. Stacy slammed the shoe down onto her coach’s ass over and over to the muffled screams of her new toy. The beating lasted only 3 or 4 minutes but when those minutes are spent being beaten, they seem like hours. Well over 150 hard strokes rained down on the poor woman’s ass. When it was over, Stacy was panting from the exertion while Sara was a sobbing, quivering mass of agony.

Stacy pushed Sara onto the floor and smiled when the coach cried out in pain upon landing on her abused ass. Sara rolled onto her side and curled into the fetal position trying to block out the pain. A swift kick from one of her new owners quickly brought her back to the reality of her situation. Stacy told her to get up and start licking right now or she would start beating the woman’s tits next.

Sara slowly crawled up to her hands and knees and shuffled herself into position between Stacy’s legs. With her face just inches from the girl’s crotch Sara could smell the arousal steaming from her wet hot pussy. Stacy was tired of waiting and grabbed Sara by a handful of hair and pulled the sobbing woman’s face into her cunt. Using both hands, Stacy ground Sara’s face into her pussy hard enough to hurt the woman’s nose and lips. She rubbed Sara’s face up and down repeatedly as if trying to masturbate herself with the older woman’s face.

All this just made Sara cry harder which only made Stacy rub herself faster with her new toy’s face. Stacy had wanted to force the woman to lick her out but was enjoying the power trip of using her face as a dildo way too much to stop. She yanked her coach’s face up and down, using her hair as handles, with ever increasing pressure and speed. Stacy was getting close and began to hump her crotch into Sara’s face while keeping constant pressure on the back of the woman’s head. On and on she rode Sara’s face, her juices now coating it like a warm sticky glaze.

Sara was in hell. Her nose and lips were bruised, her eyes were almost pasted shut with the girl’s secretions and her neck was killing her. The smell and taste coming from the girl’s sex was almost enough to make Sara pass out. She was overwhelmed by the rush of emotions. She was hurt, angry, embarrassed, frightened and aroused all at the same time. Her mind was in turmoil as her face slid up and down over her owner’s cunt. With each pass Sara could feel her nose disappear into Stacy’s pussy while in her mouth her own panties were absorbing Stacy’s cum and transferring it into Sara’s mouth.

A low growl began in the back of Stacy’s throat and grew louder with each thrust of her coach’s face over her steaming pussy. She was so close now. Just a few more seconds. Stacy ground Sara’s face in harder and faster with one hand and began slapping the woman’s back with the other. In one shuddering climax Stacy came hard and pushed her coach’s face as far into her cunt as she could. She held Sara there until it became obvious that the woman was having trouble breathing. With one final hump of her hips Stacy shoved the abused woman onto the floor and sat back breathing heavily.

Sara was beaten. She was a worn out mess too weak even to cry any more. And still 3 more girls waited their turns on her face. Rose kicked her coach’s left tit hard with her pointed toes and told her to get up and get to work. Sara crawled to the girl and slowly began to run her face up and down the girl’s slit like she had been forced to do to Stacy. ?No you stupid fucking cow, use your tongue?, Rose yelled and punctuated each word with a slap to Sara’s head. Sara reached up and pulled the now soaking panties from her mouth and worked her jaw back and forth to ease the pain. Rose grabbed her hair and pulled her face up to look at her. ?Start licking or I will beat your ass bloody cunt!? she snarled. Sara moved in and began licking Rose’s cunt with the kind of enthusiasm reserved for only the truly desperate.

She noticed 2 things right away. Rose didn’t bother trimming her hair like Stacy did and also, Rosy hadn’t taken a shower after practice. Her hairy box smelled horrible and tasted even worse. But Sara didn’t dare stop. She continued licking and stopped only when she felt someone touching her ass. Rose hit the top of Sara’s head with one knuckle sticking out of her fist very hard and said, ?never mind what goes on back there and lick my pussy you fucking cow?.

Sara soon realized that one of the other girls was rubbing her finger up and down the coach’s ass crack moving it in deeper with each pass. Sara then felt 2 hands grabbing her sore cheeks and squeezing them hard enough to make her cry out into Rose’s cunt. Rose’s reaction was immediate. She moaned in pleasure from the vibrations of Sara’s cry. ?Damn?, Rose said, ?Whatever you’re doing to her down there, keep it up. The bitch is yelling into my snatch and it feels great.? It was little Lindsey who was squeezing Sara’s ass while Kelly was trying to insert her middle finger into the coach’s rosebud.

Sara was crying harder as Lindsey mauled her asscheeks, squeezing and kneading them like balls of bread dough. Meanwhile Kelly had used some of the moisture from Sara’s cunt to get her finger slick enough to worm into the woman’s asshole. She pushed her middle finger in all the way in one swift painful motion causing Sara to scream and Rose to moan in pleasure. Lindsey, vying for a better angle swung her right leg over Sara’s back and sat her naked ass down on the coach’s bare back. She then proceeded to squeeze and pull Sara’s asscheeks apart giving Kelly better access to the older woman’s hole.

Kelly now had 2 fingers up her coach’s ass and was sawing them in and out furiously. Lindsey had taken to alternating between squeezing and slapping the mightily abused ass of the group’s new slave.

Meanwhile Stacy was slowly recovering from her powerful orgasm and was watching the show with interest. She was very proud of the depravity she was witnessing. Her stuck up pervy coach was being abused at both ends. Lindsey and Kelly were doing a number on her ass while Rose was being eaten out by the screaming, squirming old bitch.

Not wanting to be left out, Stacy straddled Sara’s back facing Rose and pressed her cunt into the back of Sara’s head. Stacy and Rose began to make out while each of them ground their pussies into opposite sides of Sara’s head. After several minutes of this, Stacy moved down slightly so as to lovingly like and tease Rose’s tits while at the same time reaching down and pinching Sara’s nipples as hard as she could. Sara screamed at once and brought Rose closer to a raging orgasm.

Sara couldn’t focus her mind on any one torment at a time. She could not decide which was worse. The pain in her ass or her tits. The girls working on her ass had been at it longer and had started with an already sore target but the viciousness of Stacy’s attack on her poor tits left Sara thinking it was a tie.

Her tits were hanging down so low that Stacy had to lift them up by the nipple on either side of Sara’s body. By using the nipples as handles Stacy was able to cause maximum pain with minimum effort. Stacy found herself really enjoying the quality time she and her teammates were having with their coach. She loved the sounds of whimpering agony emanating from the old cunt’s mouth while she submissively licked at Rose’s pussy. Stacy also loved the sounds coming from behind her. The slapping of Lindsey’s hands on Sara’s tortured ass and the squishing of Kelly’s anal assault with now 3 fingers.

It all ended so suddenly that at first Sara thought she was imagining it. Rose came with a screaming orgasm that stopped the other 3 in their tracks. As she came, Rose rammed her crotch into Sara’s face with enough force to bruise the older woman’s lips. When Sara was finally allowed to remove her face from the young girl’s crotch her lips were swollen as though she had a collagen injection. Kelly and Lindsey both quit at the same time, each one giving one of their coach’s ass cheeks a final slap. Stacy held out the longest, pinching Sara’s nipples as hard as she could for another full minute before letting go and shoving the coach down onto the cold locker room floor.

Sara howled in agony as the blood returned to her nipples. Her body was so wracked with pain that she could hardly move. She cried harder and tried to hold the part of her that hurt but found that 2 hands were simply not enough.

The four girls were standing over the new slave discussing what had just occurred and deciding who would go next. Lindsey said she wanted to get off next and Kelly said that would be ok because she wanted to hurt the woman some more. Stacy and Rose had decided to sit and watch as they were both feeling a little tired from their orgasms.

Lindsey and Kelly kicked the poor defeated woman several times to get her rolled onto her back. Once in position, Lindsey sat herself down on Sara’s face grinding her pussy onto the woman’s mouth. She wasted no time and simply ordered the old cunt to open her mouth and stick out her tongue. Sara complied immediately and Lindsey began to ride her face like she were riding the mechanical bull in a cowboy bar.

Kelly waited until her friend was going at a steady pace and reached down and grabbed a handful of Sara’s pussy hair. When she was satisfied she had a good grip Kelly tried to lift the older woman off the floor by her cunt. Sara screamed and bucked like a stallion and Kelly had a difficult time staying on. Stacy and Rose broke out in laughter at the scene before them and began calling out, ?Ride em cowgirl?, ?Ride that bitch’s face?. Kelly kept pulling, Sara kept screaming and Lindsey kept riding.

When Lindsey came she dismounted her ride and allowed Kelly to take her place. Kelly ground her cunt into the coach’s face fiercely while Lindsey tried to outdo her friend. She took to kicking Sara in the cunt as hard as she could. Sara screamed and closed her legs right away. Stacy and Rose had other ideas though and each grabbed an ankle and spread their new toy like a wishbone. Lindsey was then able to attack her target with vigor. She lashed out with kick after kick into the woman’s cunt all the while Kelly ground into the bitch’s face harder than ever.

Sara existed in a world of absolute pain. She was howling up into Kelly’s cunt not even trying to lick any longer. Kelly was of no mind to care as she rode Sara’s face for all she was worth. Kelly was so aroused by the agonizing screams of her slave that she came faster than the other 3 girls. Her shuddering orgasm left her weak and unable to stand so she eased back and sat down firmly on Sara’s tits making herself comfortable. Looking down at the simpering coach made Kelly angry. She hated weakness in people and saw Sara as nothing but a weak sniveling little bitch who deserved to be owned. As her anger boiled up, Kelly knew what she wanted to do. She reached down with her right hand had spread her pussy open with 2 fingers.

Before anyone knew what was happening a strong stream of hot stinking piss shot from Kelly’s cunt and splattered against Sara’s face. Lindsey stopped kicking, Stacy and Rose sat staring in silence and Sara tried desperately to move her face out of the stream with no success. Kelly continued pissing into her coach’s face until the fullness left her bladder. Sara was too tired and beaten down to fight it. She just cried in utter humiliation at being used as a toilet by this beautiful young girl.

Before she knew it, Sara was being dragged by her ankles into the shower room and shoved into a corner. Each of the other 3 girls wanted a turn at pissing onto their new favorite toilet. Lindsey went first and drenched the abused coach’s face and tits. Rose ran her piss up and down the length of Sara’s body spending quite a bit of time pissing in the bitch’s hair.

Stacy wanted more however and forced the coach to open her mouth. It really didn’t take much encouragement as the poor woman could not take much more physical abuse. She submissively opened her mouth to her new owner and took her piss like a good little toilet. She swallowed when she was given the command to flush and this brought the 4 girls nothing but joy. Beaten, broken and pissed on the coach lay on the floor of the shower and cried while the 4 girls went into the other room to dress.

When they returned it was with a list of commands for their pet. Sara was told to tell no one what happened here today or the video would get out. It seems the girls had set the camera on a tripod and had filmed the whole debacle. Sara was also told this was only the beginning and that the girls would expect her to keep available day and night for more use by her owners. At this Sara cried even harder. Lastly Sara was told to mop up Kelly’s piss from the locker room floor with her tshirt before she left for home. With that last command the 4 girls left laughing and talking as if on a shopping trip at the local mall.

       An hour later Sara found the strength to crawl out to the locker room where her clothes were. Not wanting to disobey her owners she picked up her tshirt and began mopping up the young girl’s piss all the while crying and wondering what lay ahead for her in her new life.

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White privileged teen coupleolder black coach

Carl was an above white teen. White privilege had given him everything.He had inherited his good looks from his mother ,Good grades in school , a job lined up for when he leaves Lisa the perfect girlfriend. Lisa and Carl loved each other, they had met at church a few years earlier, it was their mothers who introduced them and soon after they started dating , going to movies an studying together. Lisa was hot as fuck ,5ft 1.blonde hair, blue eyes , full lips made for sucking cock ,small b cup...

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The Coach

When I was young I was told I could be a cheerleader. I jumped at the prospects and became one of the “popular girls” at school. I was always practising my cheers and even helped pick the new girls for the team.Of course, being a teenager and a cheerleader, it meant that I partake in some activities that helped me assimilate into the squad. I also got to help the new girls on the team assimilate. Suffice to say, by the time I turned eighteen, I was a confirmed lesbian.I loved being a lesbian,...

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My Sons Coach

I mean, I was already hot, there’s no question about that. I had a nice ass, decent sized tits and always worked out to keep myself in shape. That said, there’s nothing wrong with a little augmentation. So what if I wanted fatter lips, a tighter ass, and bigger tits? Yes, I might have turned myself into a bimbo but it’s not like all the men don’t appreciate it. Sure, the wives at my son’s games bitch and snicker but fuck those cunts. Not my fault they couldn’t afford to get the work...

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Running With My Coach

Running With My Coach I had been on the track team in grade school and apparently I was pretty good. I was to enter high school in September. The coach asked me to join his team even before I got to high school. He asked me to go running with him and his wife every morning all summer long to get into shape. Since I loved to run I said yes and my mother was pleased about it too. She was afraid that I would sleep in until noon every day all summer long and then keep her up all...

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Married Indian Girl Fucked In A Bus Coach

Hey readers, I am JP a normal guy from Mangalore and it is my first story in ISS. Pardon me for any mistakes in the story. The incidents narrated in my stories can be real or fake. It is up to the readers to decide. Let’s begin. I was working in Bangalore when this happened. I had to visit my native on an urgent basis. It was summer and it was vacation time. I couldn’t book the bus ticket in advance as it was unplanned. Around 9 at night, I was at the bus stop with a backpack checking on each...

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A Series of TabooChapter 10 The Coach

“Mom, he already cut me from the team. Don’t make this any worse.” “You need to learn not to be like your dad. Fight for what you want. And by the way, your mom here has been known to change a man’s mind a time or two.” Tim looked at his mom dress. It was tight with lots of cleavage. Against his dad’s wishes, she wore it once to one of his dad’s office Christmas parties. It was a battle royal when they got home. Seems more than a couple of dad’s co-workers got the wrong idea of what Mom was...

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My coach

-This story is completely fictional- I am Manny and I am now 20 and attending college in the mid-west. I guess that some would call me a jock because of my typical six-pack, huge biceps, and giant cock. I am probably the most popular guy in school. People love me because I am just so lovable and easy on the eyes, if you know what I mean. I have always loved soccer ever since I was a little boy and this is how the story begins. I arrive at soccer practice a little early because I had finished...

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The New Coach

I felt uncomfortable with the new coach, Mr. Walsh, watching me undress and staring at my naked body in the locker room. I was uncomfortable because I was uncomfortable with my sexual orientation. I started to like my best friend, Victor, even more when I saw his smooth body and his hung meat. I wonder if our new coach, Mr. Walsh, saw me glance at Victor’s glory. Mr. Walsh always pushed me to do my best, even though I was the best on the team. At practice Mr. Walsh worked me out so hard....

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The Cheer Squad Coach

I work at a junior college and we have a pretty decent football program here. I have been the assistant coach and the defensive coach but this year I had moved into the head coaching position. I have worked hard at my trade I played as a student I played in the minor leagues but I never made it to the big show. I was pretty happy with the way things have turned out and I enjoy passing on my experience and knowledge of the game to the younger guys that still have that dream and desire to make it...

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Me and my running coach

I was a sophomore, 18 years old, and on the cross country running team. I wasn't the best runner on the team but I tried hard and enjoyed having something to do after school. One day during practice, we were supposed to go around a path at this park 10 times and I was falling behind a little bit. One of the assistant coaches started running with me as the other team members starting heading back to school and said that he'd run with me for the remaining 3 laps to encourage me. He said that he...

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Girls Baseball Team Rewards Male Coach

Rick never thought of himself as a pervert and often wondered how a grown man could get so turned on by u******ed girls, especially when there are so many good looking sexing women available, at least in his area. Being a college athlete with a muscular build, he never had a problem attracting ladies and often took advantage of it. Leaving college, he was drafted by a Major League baseball team and spent six years in the minor leagues. Most people don’t realize that minor leaguers don’t get...

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A Teaching Moment by a Coach

When I started teaching I naively thought there would be a comradery with my peers, sort of like a sports team or firemen or policemen, a them; the students, against us; the teachers, but I couldn’t have been more wrong. It seemed like everyone was looking out for their own interests. Be it a better classroom, or assignments or even additional duties. I’m not saying everyone was this way and most of the veterans would happy to help with a suggestion or two but all and all you had to keep your...

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Cheerleading Coach

The bleachers were always heaviest in front of Marcie, though she anchored one end position. Her section was heavily weighted with boys of all ages. That didn't bother her too much. Cheerleaders aren't bashful, and a weighted section away from the fifty-yard line was the sincerest form of flattery. Being placed on the end to spread out the crowd was official recognition. She didn't mind the attention or being used as a crowd spreader, it was the grown men sitting in groups that bothered...

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Cindy The Gangbang Coach

My role as Vicky Marshall’s gangbang coach, and our extraordinary friendship, began when I got her short text asking to meet with me. I was puzzled. Why the meeting? And how did she have my private number? We never had contact before. Of course I had heard of her, mostly from celebrity rumors and gossip. She was a dark haired beauty with a Miss America face, athletic body, and the energy level of an NFL cheerleader. Each week the tabloids linked her romantically to a different man or woman....

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Cindy The Gangbang Coach

My role as Vicky Marshall's gangbang coach, and our extraordinary friendship, began when I got her short text asking to meet with me. I was puzzled. Why the meeting? And how did she have my private number? We never had contact before. Of course I had heard of her, mostly from celebrity rumors and gossip. She was a dark haired beauty with a Miss America face, athletic body, and the energy level of an NFL cheerleader. Each week the tabloids linked her romantically to a different man or woman....

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College swim coach

I had been teaching at a small midwest liberal arts college when I got a note that the athletic director wanted to talk to me. I had no idea what he wanted but I agreed to meet him in his office."Sit down George" he said."George, I noticed you were a stellar swimmer in college.""Yes, I was""We have a vacancy here for a coach. Are you interested?""I've never considered it.""Well as you know our school is small and we can't attract the big name coaches the major universities do. We don't pay a...

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Swim Coach

I had been teaching at a small midwest liberal arts college when I got a note that the athletic director wanted to talk to me. I had no idea what he wanted but I agreed to meet him in his office."Sit down George" he said."George, I noticed you were a stellar swimmer in college.""Yes, I was""We have a vacancy here for a coach. Are you interested?""I've never considered it.""Well as you know our school is small and we can't attract the big name coaches the major universities do. We don't pay a...

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Me and the Coach

I’d been called to his office to discuss something. He was busy so he asked me to sit down. The chair was at his desk opposite him. I looked around as he finished what he was writing. It was then I noticed a partially covered picture on his desk of a hunky man, a light hairy chest and abs to die for. The trail of hair went down further but was obscured by some papers over the top. I was dead keen to see the rest, so tried to move the papers on top but they were being held in place by...

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My coach

My name is Tina and I'm on the college basketball team. At 22 in college, I'm not quite the star, but also not just someone that stays out of the spotlight either. So after a while I made a small name for myself on the team, but I still didn't play as much as I would have liked to. I told my coach that I wanted to talk him, but he was busy and he said he would set time to the side for me at some point. He eventually did, but he set it for a weird time though. I was practicing late one Wednesday...

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Roomies The Coach

Isobel Ford glanced back and forth from her stopwatch to the runners coming around the final curve. She started calling the times out to her assistant, who's own gaze was darting back and forth from her notebook to the numbers pinned on each runner's chest as the members of the girl's track team thundered down on them. For a moment, Isobel faltered, her attention drawn by the flashing long legs of the girl in the lead. Her long brunette hair, pulled into a ponytail, floated behind her in...

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My Highschool Football Coach

Durin the offseason Football was still taken pretty seriously at my school and the coaches highly encouraged us to get in the weight room as much as we could in order to get better for the next year. Our coach was a pretty strict and somewhat intimidating guy but as long as you stayed on his good side you had a pretty easy time. He was very muscular and close to his 50s but was in better shape then most 30 year olds! It was a team joke on how much he liked to pat us boys on the ass and tell us...

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Put Me In Coach

OK, so the honeymoon was over. That much was fairly obvious. I knew it would happen. I just didn't think it would happen quite so soon. We'd been married a little over a year—my second, Jake's first. I knew he loved me, and he was a wonderful father to my son, Michael. Jake just didn't seem that interested in sex anymore. No, strike that. He was interested in sex. He just wasn't interested in making love. "Well, what do you think the problem is, Carly?" My long-time client and friend,...

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Workouts with My PE Coach

My P.E.coach, Coach Cocker, was a tall, handsome man. More than once when I saw him blow into his whistle, I wished he was blowing me. I was a seventeen-year-old tranny-in-training and I loved having a big handsome man sucking my dickie for me. So, it was only natural that I would want Coach Cocker sexually. I already liked flirting with him like the girls did. And I thought he liked me, too. Then, one day, I was walking in from the sports field toward the gym. I was wearing my sexy little gym...

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Fucking the Swim Coach

On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times. While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for a...

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The Swimming Coach

Daniel Henney was the most beautiful man I’d ever saw. He was 29 years old and I was 22. He was our swimming coach on the swim team at university. Daniel had the bronzed body of a Greek God, rippling stomach, and huge biceps. He looked more like a fitness instructor than a swimming coach. Let me introduce myself, my name’s Andy Davis. I grew up in North London but then got a swimming scholarship to transfer to the 'States where I am now in Los Angeles. Man, the men here are hot! You can...

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Fucking My Swim Coach

The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for a beer after training and I couldn't make it that first week but I did the second. They were hitting on me and we ended up back at their place. I've written about that on my blog which you can read (email me if you need the blog address or google Aussie Speedo Guy). What I want to tell you guys about is what happened on Thursday night. The coach for the Masters swimming...

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Fucking My Swim Coach

On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session.  This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it.  Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times.  While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl).  They asked me to join them for...

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Fucking My Swim Coach

On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session.  This was the second time I've gone along and I'm enjoying it.  Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I've been the youngest guy there both times.  While I don't think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own.The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl).  They asked me to join them for...

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Showing Thanks to My Gymnastics Coach

Sometimes it's amazing how one little things can lead to another. I was playing three handed pinnacle with some friends of mine for money one night and the subject turned to gymnastics. That's not so surprising, since I am a gymnastics coach, and I have a club in Taylor about 20 miles away. Anyway I had bid way over my head and was trying to salvage every point I could, and Sheryl was saying how much her daughter Jennifer would like to participate in gymnastics. I led a king of hearts...

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Meeting with the Coach

The silky-haired brunette lowered the camera to her lap again. The woman had just lifted her head from her husband's lap, and it looked like they were talking. Now the passenger door opened. She had all but one picture she needed. Her hands trembled as she lifted the camera again, zooming in on her husband's car, waiting for the unknown bimbo to get out so she could identify her. A pair of long swung out and Maria snapped two more pictures from the 35mm Nikon as she turned, leaned in and blew...

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The Soccer Coach

I watched 16 yelling, screaming brats reducing to shambles the dribbling drill I had designed for them, and I asked myself how in the hell I got involved with coaching a boys’ soccer team. I don’t know shit about soccer. I should have been out drinking, and trying to get laid. Nobody but a dummy like me lets his “community oriented” boss talk me into coaching his son’s soccer team. We were two games into the season, and we’d lost both games badly. The k**s were playing with enthusiasm, but hey...

3 years ago
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The Soccer Coach

I watched 16 yelling, screaming brats reducing to shambles the dribbling drill I had designed for them, and I asked myself how in the hell I got involved with coaching a boys’ soccer team. I don’t know shit about soccer. I should have been out drinking, and trying to get laid. Nobody but a dummy like me lets his “community oriented” boss talk me into coaching his son’s soccer team.We were two games into the season, and we’d lost both games badly. The k**s were playing with enthusiasm, but...

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Andrea gives in to Coach

He watched her, smiling to himself as she walked into the locker room to change for gym class and then glanced down at his phone again. She emerged in a pair of shorts that showed off her round ass beautifully and a tank top that hugged her perky tits. He tore his eyes away."Andrea, can I see you for a minute?"Her eyes flashed to him, surprised, as the football coach taught some gym classes but wasn't usually on hers.She nodded and came over. He motioned to her at his office door and she walked...

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My Swimming Coach

I was an only child and raised very sheltered and home schooled. I also had a minister for a grandfather who lived with us, so to say that I wasn't exposed to things of a sexual nature is an understatement. I knew there were things going on with my body but I just wasn't quite sure of what. Around the age of seventeen I signed up for a swim team; I had loved swimming from early in my life and I was quite good at it. It was also a way to get out from under the strict, watchful eye of my family....

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Fucking the Swim Coach

On Tuesday night I went to a Masters Swim Squad training session. This was the second time I’ve gone along and I’m enjoying it. Most of the people are in their forties training for triathlons and I’ve been the youngest guy there both times. While I don’t think I need much motivation to get me to the pool to do laps, the training is different to what I do when I train on my own. The first week I thought I was getting hit on by this married couple (guy and girl). They asked me to join them for a...

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F45109 Coach

Coach Jim loved the end of practice, when all the mothers, the soccer moms, would show up to pick up their kids. They could often be seen arriving early and standing off to the side watching their kids at practice. This year, Jim's favorite Mom was Cindy. She was Amanda's mother. Amanda was one of the better players on the team, but it was her mother, Cindy, that Jim really cared about. Jim was absolutely proper with the players, they were just 10 year olds, and he taught them well. He was a...

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Cheerleader CoachChapter 4 The New Cheerleader Coach

The next morning I awoke to the smell of coffee brewing and the sound of eggs frying. I sleepily made my way to the kitchen to find that Kim had gotten up early and was making me breakfast. She greeted me with a kiss and said "I thought I would surprise you with a thank you breakfast." I told her that kiss alone was thanks enough. I sat down to a meal of eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice. After cleaning up the kitchen Kim and I went to the school to meet with the principal to discuss how...

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asian coach

I waited for the last player to come in before dismissing the team, "Great work. I'll see you Friday." I dragged two big bags across the ground—one filled with equipment and the other with soccer balls—towards the clubhouse. As usual, some of the mothers had stepped out of their cars to watch the session. I acknowledged their presence with a smile and waved them off. Ala Watts jogged over and grabbed one of the bags. Ala was one of the few friends that I made since moving state two...

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Coach

She was more then thrilled. That’s putting it modestly. He was happy too. But Beth was feeling more then a little “overwhelmingly” emotional about it all. Soon her husband Jeff was going to be introduced that morning to the press, certain alumni, and a few boosters too as well as the nation. He was done in the bathroom. Now in a towel, and she knew what the ‘glory’ was which lie beneath it, Jeff walked out and over so he could put on his boxers. She looked at his body again. Beth smiled as she...

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Slut mom bangs her sons coach

Introduction: Jane was a football mom who just wanted her son to get extra plaing time…and earned it Slut Mom Fucks Young Coach Prt 1 It was hot summer day in july and I was going over Mikey,s house. He was one of my players and I thought I would help him out with his football game. He was relitivley new so I figuerd I could give him a few pointers. I knocked on the door and when Jane opened it I thought my eyes were going to fall outa my head. There she stood, the beautiful 54 latina goddess...

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