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To Bask in Breastford Ch. 01

By: bustyalix



"FINE THEN! YA DAMN BITCH!"

Coach Steven Blue shouted into his phone. How did we get to this? All he had done was ask his wife to mapquest Deeville for him. It was bad enough he had to ask for help, but he had to deal with his nagging wife as well? 

He closed the flip to his cell phone and shrugged his sholders. He was in the middle of nowhere. The map he held in his hands was useless, he figured. Deeville was such a small town it probably wasn't even on the map. In fact, he hadn't even heard about it until a few days ago when he received a call from a female coach in that area directly out of the blue. She was looking for a new basketball coach and calling every coach she could find. Since he had just been laid off this was an opportunity Coach Blue couldn't afford to lose.

He just hoped that awful, sneaky, snake-in-the-grass Dick didn't beat him to the punch this time! It seemed like anytime Coach Blue was ready to take the next rung up on the work ladder, Coach Dick was always there to bring him back down. In many cases he had even taken the job from right under Coach Blue's fingers. This was slightly due to his prestigious college background. Blue had only completed 4 years in community college. But although the same age, they had the same amount of experience. He couldn't understand why people were always hiring Dick rather than himself.

Coach Blue hung his head. He knew why.

His resume didn't exactly jump off the page. Dick had worked in prestigious schools all over the area. And what had he done? None of the schools he coached with EVER had a winning program. Hell, even Dick's wife was hotter than his! Laura wasn't an ugly woman. She was in fact, very pretty. But she had let herself go. Blue started to notice this trend after a few years of marriage. At 31, she was only 2 years younger than he was, but looked as though she were in her early 40s. Blue on the other hand, stayed active due to his coaching job and setting an example for the kids. The only reason he was able to withstand her looks at all was for her ample chest. His wife had a nice pair of C cups. But C cups on a fat chick was a bittersweet victory. Dick's wife on the other hand, was a total knockout.

But this? Arguing with his wife because she found his array of busty pornography on his computer when she was supposed to be looking for directions to a town that no one has ever heard of so her husband could interview? This was a new low.

He eyed the highway up and down. There was a sign here at the gas station he had stopped at that read "Last Gas 500 miles." He truly was in the middle of nowhere. Nothing left to do now but go inside and ask for directions.

The store was completely empty. It didn't surprise him. There were no other vehicles outside. The girl behind the counter looked up from her magazine for a moment, then went back to reading.

"Hi!" he said, with a slight wave.

This time the girl didn't look up. "Hey." she responded, nonchalantly.

Coach Blue shrugged, then made his way to the magazine rack. It was filled with magazines featuring busty women.

"Whoa!" he mutterd. "Check out the racks on this rack!"

"Excuse me?" the girl said, looking up yet again.

Embarrassed, Coach Blue said "Oh....uh...nevermind...nothing..."

The girl shook her head and then went back to her reading.

Coach Blue grabbed a few of the magazines and headed to the counter. As he placed them down, the girl stood up to ring him up.

"Jesus Christ!" He thought to himself. This girl was stacked! She looked to be about 18 years old, but her abundant chest stuck out from her body like 2 giant torpedoes. He guessed they had to be at least D cups. She was by far the most beautiful woman he had ever seen...in real life. Her slightly wavy brown hair hung down and stopped at the peak of her large bosom which swelled and stood proudly above a very thin waist. Her curvaceous body was even further complimented by her pretty brown eyes.

"Will that be all?" she asked, catching a glimpse of the magazines he was buying. She looked at Coach Blue and then back at the magazines. Then she smiled and flicked her hair back. Coach Blue tried his best not to stare at her breasts, which were bouncing slightly from her movements. He cleared his throat nervously.

"Erm...yes that'll be it."

"Eleven twenty four." the girl responded, noting his reaction.

Coach Blue noticed that the magazine she was reading also featured busty women.

"I see we have similar tastes in...reading material." he said, handing her the money and gesturing to her magazine.

"Yeah." she said. "I sometimes look at the pictures and wonder what it would be like to have boobs that big." 

Although confused, Blue nodded in agreement. It's probably just another case of teen peer pressure or something. Maybe a bad boyfriend.

"Erm do you know how to get to Deeville?" he asked.

"Sure. Go back a few miles, make a right, then another right, and it's a straight shot from there."

"Oh." Coach Blue looks embarassed. "I must have missed that turn."

"Yea it's a hard road to see sometimes. So why are you heading over there?"

"I've got a job interview. I'm a coach."

The girls eyes widened. "You're a coach?" she asked, excitedly.

"Um...yes." Coach Blue responded. "They were gonna hire me as the head basketball coach. That is, if they hire me."

"I'm on the basketball team in a town not far from here. We've been looking for a new coach for some time. We really want to start playing again." she said, twirling her hair around in her finger and biting her lip.

"Oh." he said. Realizing where this was going. "I'd like to help, believe me. But my interview is on Saturday. And I've really gotta get going."

"Well...since I gave you the directions....why don't you just give me a chance to change your mind? If you still wanna go afterwards, I won't stop you."

Coach Blue thought a moment. This girl was probably going to talk at him about their program for at least 20 minutes. This meant he wouldn't be at his hotel until 12:00. He looked at the girl. She arched her back slightly, thrusting her generous chest out. Then again, he thought, fair is fair.

"Ok." he answered. "I'll do it."

"Great!" the girl said, giving a slight jump and clapping her hands. At this point, Coach Blue had stopped trying to fight his eyes. And his pants. He wondered if this girl had noticed.

The girl walked around the counter and took him by the hand. She led him to the other end of the counter and told him to sit down where she had been sitting previously.

Damn! Coach Blue thought. If he was gonna be sitting down, this might take longer than 20 minutes.

"I'm Gretchen, by the way." the girl said.

"Hi Gretchen. I'm Steve."

"Steve, don't be alarmed. It's just about closing time and I have to lock the doors, okay?"

"Um...yea sure." Coach Blue said, looking a little uneasy. There's no way she'd get away with this if she didn't have the rack of an angel. Her ass was absolutely amazing as well, Coach Blue thought. He had an excellent view as Gretchen reached up to lock the latch on the double doors. He noticed also that she was wearing a thong, as her butt-hugging jeans didn't go up all the way to her waist. He tried to hide his erection...

"Well..." Gretchen said, standing before him. "I think it's important that you get a feel for our basketball program."

She reached down and took his hands in her own.

"And what better way then to feel these giant basketballs?" she said, placing his hands on her massive breasts.

"Jesus Christ!" Coach Blue yelled, as his hands were blindsided by Gretchen's huge rack. He hungrily began to squeeze them and knead them through her shirt and bra. Never had he touched a pair of tits like these before. Never had he SEEN a pair like these before. They were so soft, yet firm. They bounced under the fabrics of her bra and blouse, which were already stretched to the max.

Gretchen took her hands off his and let him feel their full weight in his hands as they hung free. She loved the way his hands felt on them. She reached down to the bulge in his pants and began to stroke it through his jeans. She leaned forward and kissed him, then moved her mouth to his left ear and tongued it.

"Do you like them?" she whispered.

"Oh yes!" Coach Blue responded, giving her big boobs a particularly hard squeeze.

She pulled her chest away from his greedy hands and bounced them up and down. 

"They're 36D."

"Oh wow." Coach Blue said.

"Do you want to see them?" 

"Yes." Coach Blue answered, his heart pounding.

Gretchen smiled. She reached to the bottom of her blouse and pulled it up and over hear head, exposing her lacy black bra and a generous amount of cleavage. She threw her hair back so he could see exactly what they looked liked encased in the cups of a bra. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the fabric as she bounced them in her hands. She reached behind and unclasped her bra with a loud SNAP! She let the straps fall off her shoulders and gripped her bra from its cups, ready to pull them away.

Coach Blue looked on and waited in anticipation, his eyes glued to her heavenly chest.

"Are you sure you want to see them?" Gretchen asked, winking at him seductively.

"Absolutely sure."

"Before I show you...I have to know that you'll be willing to coach our basketball team...."

Coach Blue tried his best to keep his cool. He might just be able to milk this. After all, he had no intention of coaching her team.

"I can only promise that I'll think about it."

Gretchen gave a slight frown, but then smiled. 

"I'm sure THESE will change your mind." she said pulling her bra off and exposing her bare chest.

Coach Blue's eyes went wide.

They were fantastic! Milky white, slightly tan, big firm juicy melons topped with hard eraser-bud nipples. The bulge in his pants became more noticeable than ever. Gretchen noticed this and began to unzip him. Coach Blue began to knead and squeeze her naked boobs as she freed his cock from his jeans. He even managed to get one big tit into his mouth and suck on it as she leaned forward to pull his prick out. Gretchen moaned as her hand found his big thick cock and his tongue found her hard nipple. She stroked his dick with one hand and used the other to smother his head in her buxom busom. She got down on her knees between his legs.

"Maybe a blowjob would change your mind?"

"Maybe..." Coach Blue responded, trying his best to keep his cool.

Gretchen gripped his penis with both hands and began to stroke up and down slowly. Long, powerful, strokes of her soft pretty little hands. Then she brought her head down to the tip of his cock and gave his cockhead a kiss. She moved down the shaft and gave his shaft a kiss. She continued smothering his manhood in soft kisses all the way up and down his long prick, and then back up again before stopping with her open mouth just above his cockhead. 

Coach Blue moaned. He could feel the warmth of her breath on his aching dick. 

She slowly brought her mouth down, encasing his dick between her warm lips.

"Oh shit!" Coach Blue moaned.

He felt Gretchen's tongue dart out and flick his head as she began to slurp on his shaft. She bobbed up and down and sucked on his manhood like a greedy little slut. Coach Blue grabbed Gretchen by the head, her brown hair obscuring his view, and began to vigorously pump his cock in and out of her mouth. She moaned as she slurped and sucked on his big, thick cock. She pulled it out and threw her hair back before taking it into her hot mouth again.

Coach Blue couldn't believe this busty slut was giving him a blowjob! He was loving every minute of it.

Gretchen looked up and him with her brown eyes as she sucked on his cock. She brought her mouth to the tip and swirled her tongue around it like a lollipop. Then she stuck the head in her mouth and began to stroke the shaft. She stroked it faster and faster until he was ready to cum...then she pulled it back and stopped.

Coach Blue reached down and played with her tits as he caught his breath. Gretchen continued to lick and stroke his cock slowly as her big boobs bounced below her.

She took her mouth off his dick, but continued to stroke it. With her free hand she reached above the counter and grabbed a magazine.

"You like big tits?" she asked.

Coach Blue moaned. 

"Nothing better..." he managed to muster, his dick still being stroked by this busty brunette.

"Have you seen what they do in these magazines?"

"Haven't...a chance...to read it..."

Gretchen smiled. "That's ok. I'll show you."

She took his dick in her right hand and began to slap her left tit with it. She then moved over to the right one and did the same with it. She dragged his penis all the way across her chest, dickslapping both boobs with his long rod. Her tits bounced and jiggled with each slap of his dick.

Coach Blue moaned as he felt his dick on her big tits. Precum leaked from the tip of his cock and oozed on to them. Gretchen framed her big tits with his dick and allowed the precum to slide down into her huge cleavage. She swirled the tip around her nipple, getting it wet with precum. She knew Coach Blue was ready to cum soon.

"Want a titjob?" she asked seductively.

Coach Blue looked confused. 

"Men...don't do that." he said.

Gretchen giggled.

"No silly. A titjob is when a busty girl wraps her big boobs around your hard cock, and jerks you off with them. Like a blowjob, but with tits."

"Oh!" Coach Blue said, realizing what she meant. "Yes! Yes! I would love that."

"Yes?" Gretchen asked. "You wanna fuck my tits? Thrust your dick between my massive melons until you cum?"

"YES!" Coach Blue yelled, growing impatient. He tried to thrust his dick into her cleavage, but Gretchen let go of it and pulled back so that the only thing he humped was air.

Gretchen took a hold of his cock once again. She smiled to herself. She had him just where she wanted him.

"Down, boy," she said teasing his cock with her big tits. "If I do this, you have to ABSOLUTELY promise that you will coach my basketball team this season."

"OK FINE!" Coach Blue yelled, eager to get off.

With that he pumped his cock up and forward straight into Gretchen's cleavage. She wrapped them around his dick tightly and began to titstroke him up and down.

"Oh wow!" Coach Blue moaned. He had never done this before. The feeling of this busty slut's huge tits wrapped around his dick was almost more than he could bear. But he wanted this to last as long as possible, because he knew that he wasn't coming back.

Gretchen pressed her big tits together from the sides and met his thrusting. She bounced her big boobs up and down on his hard cock. She looked down and saw his head poking out from her deep cleavage every time he thrusted. Her tongue darted out and licked each time it made an appearance from between her tits.

"Oh shit!" Coach blue yelled.

Gretchen held her tits together around his hard prick. She knew it wouldn't be long before they were covered in his hot load. He just needed a little push.

"What do you think, Stud?" she asked. "My rack was was made for tit-fucking, and for taking hot guys like you to Hooter Heaven, don't ya think?"

Precum leaked out of his dick and drizzled down into her deep cleavage, making her boobs nice and slippery. Gretchen used the added lubricant to bounce her big boobs on his cock even faster, enhancing the titfuck. She locked eyes with him as tits jiggled around his prick even faster.

"Are you enjoying my big basketballs, Coach? Just think...if you coach here you can have them anytime you want. Just say the word and you and I can have our very own private boob-banging, hooter-humping, jugfucking practice session."

"Oh shit!" Coach Blue gripped her tits and used them to jerk himself off vigorously, her dirty talk spurring him on.

"That's it. Use my tits! Oh yea you big stud! Fuck my tits!" Gretchen moaned as her big boobs continued to bounce around this coach's hard prick. "Oh yeah, coach! Tittyfuck me! Bounce my BIG basketballs around your hard dick...fuck my tits...bang my boobs! Cum on them! Fuck them! Fuck my big tits! Do it stud! You know you want to. You know you wanna hump my hooters until your cock explodes between them and rains down on my big, juicy, massive, melons..."

Coach Blue couldn't take it anymore. He finally let go, and it happened just like the busty beauty said. 

"Ohhhhhh" Coach Blue moaned.

Gretchen opened her mouth as the coach's cock erupted from between her massive mountains. Cum rained down on her tits, face, and neck. She opened her mouth and tried to catch as much as she could. The first spurt hit her under the chin, which drizzled down into her cleavage. The second spurt missed her face completely and landed on her big tits respectively. The third and fourth spurts hit her in the face, giving her a good facial. The rest oozed out from his cock between her tits and drizzled down on to them.

Gretchen licked her lips. She continued to jerk him off with her melons, draining his hose completely and milking every last drop.

"Just think." she said, gesturing to her cum-covered jugs. "This could be a common occurrence for you."

Coach Blue stood up. Exhausted, he pulled his pants up and got dressed.

"Thanks, but no thanks." he said.

"WHAT?!" Gretchen screamed. "But you promised!"

Coach Blue grabbed his magazines and headed towards the door. It was probably best if he left soon. She looked angry. Gretchen stood up brusching the hair off her chest and grabbing a paper towel from underneath the counter. She wiped the cum off her beautiful rack and did her best to get was in her hair and face.

"Well...okay." She said, calming down. "I guess we did have a deal."

"Alright." Coach Blue responded, unlocking the door.

"Remember earlier? When I said I wish my boobs were as big as the girls in the magazines?" she asked.

"Yeah." 

"I'm a 36D, which is pretty big for most girls. But I think you should know..."

Coach Blue was done with the latch and was already unlocking the store's doors.

"...in the town I'm from, where you'll be coaching..."

CLICK! Coach Blue had just turned the door handle.

"...my boobs are the smallest."

The coach stopped dead in his tracks. He turned around and looked at Gretchen. 

"You have my attention." he said, matter-of-factly.

"Well not mine in particular." she corrected herself. "But a D cup is the smallest size you'll come across."

Coach Blue's eyes grew wide.

"If that's the smallest...then what's the biggest?"

Gretchen ran a hairbrush through her hair. She gave a small giggle.

"If you really want to know, you'll have to come with me."

"Go with you? Go with you where?"

Gretchen had already finished putting her clothes on. She walked over to Coach Blue, took the magazines from him, and thrusted her chest into his.

"To Breastford." she said.

Coach Blue felt an erection trying to emerge. Gretchen's heaving rack pressing into his body was getting him hard once again. To his satisfaction, and disapproval, the busty girl slid her fully clothed tits across and off his chest. He felt her hard nipples on his body for a split second. She took him by the hand, opened the front door, and led him outside.

On the way out, she dropped his magazines into a nearby trashcan.

"Hey!" Coach Blue protested.

"Oh." Gretchen responded with a seductive wink. "You won't need them where you're going." 

To Bask in Breastford Ch. 02



The night grew darker as Coach Blue drove his car down what seemed to be an abandoned road. Autumn colored leaves covered the entire length of the trail like a blanket. Of course, it had to have been a road at one point. But now all you could make of it were crushed leaves. And it wasn't the only road, either. The trees hid some 100 similar looking roads, each as hard to see as the last.

The trees were in abundance. Coach Blue felt as though he were driving through a never-ending gauntlet of maple, and it was making him uneasy. The only thing that kept him driving was the thought of what these tries might be hiding. He felt very much like a mouse hoping to find cheese at the end of the maze.

The darkness did not help to ease his tension.  In fact, had it not been for Gretchen pointing him in the right direction there was no way he would have ever attempted this. The busty vixen had volunteered to be his navigator for the night. She sat in the passengers seat of his car, slurping on a fountain drink she'd taken from the store. She'd been eerily quiet for the last ten minutes. She had even ceased speaking, choosing to point to where he should go instead. Indeed, she seemed to be lost in thought.

"Where do I go now?" Coach Blue asked.

Gretchen gave a slight jump, causing her 36D breasts to bounce up and down under her light yellow tee. Coach Blue fidgeted as he noticed the bounce-age. Some ice managed to fly out of Gretchen's cup and land on her blue jeans. 

"So...where do I go?" Coach blue asked again.

"Oh sorry." she said, shivering as she wiped the ice off her thighs. "Just keep going straight. I'll let you know when it's time to turn."

"Alright." Coach Blue said. "So you mentioned earlier that you walk to work?"

"Yeah I do. Except when I feel like a workout. Then I jog."

"But that's gotta be at least 10 miles..."

Gretchen giggled.

"I know a shortcut!" she announced, giving him the most innocent smile she had.

Coach Blue eyed the beautiful brunette.

"If you know a shortcut...then why the HELL am I driving through these damn back roads?"

Gretchen removed a lock of hair from her chest. Her long brown hair was usually straight, but she had decided to curl it last night for no real reason. She had wanted her hair not to look curly, but wavy, like the models. She had succeeded although now it was beginning to lose its wavy definition. She stared down at the wavy lock and brought it to her nose.

"I had to get you good and lost." she mumbled.

The coach looked frustrated. 

"Why?" he asked.

"Well...the people where I'm from aren't very keen on outsiders. We like our privacy. Is that really so weird?"

Coach Blue sighed. "I guess not..." 

He looked at the busty beauty. She looked so innocent sitting there twirling her hair and avoiding eye contact. But he knew that she was anything but. Her dangerous curves made sure of that. That long brown hair flowed down over her chest, which stuck out tremendously above a flat stomach. Her jeans stuck to her skin like paint, and hung dangerously low. He could make out the showings of a white and pink thong; and not to mention the roundness of her beautiful behind...

"Damn." he thought. "She is one hot piece of of ass."

He couldn't believe what had happened between them back at the store. Seeing her boobs bounce earlier and watching them move in unison with her breathing was only making him remember how good they felt. What he wouldn't give to just touch them one more time...

"COACH!" Gretchen shouted.

"What??!" Coach Blue looked at Gretchen, startled. He realized he had been staring at her chest. He quickly turned his head to the road just in time to notice a huge tree. He swerved to the right, just narrowly missing it. 

He struggled to get back on the road, and to retain some sense of dignity. He tried not to look at Gretchen. But he felt her gaze on him.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Gretchen let out a soft breath.

"Yeah." she replied. "I'm fine."

Coach Blue let out a sigh of relief as he turned his attention back to the road.

"No more distractions." he thought.

Gretchen stared down at her legs. During all the commotion she had spilled some ice water. It had splashed mostly on her legs, but a few drops had gotten on the bottom half of her tee shirt. 

"Turn left." she said.

Coach Blue did as he was told, and made a sharp turn to the left.

"Do you have a towel or a cloth or something?" Gretchen asked.

"Yeah. In the glove box."

Gretchen opened up the glove box to find a whole mess of things. Envelopes, pens, various pieces of paper, and a pair of womens panties.

"Typical guy." she thought.

"Here." she said, handing the coach her ice water. "Hold my cup."

As Coach Blue took the drink from her he couldn't help but wonder about the other cups she had on her, and the goodies that were inside...

Gretchen finally pulled a small wash cloth out of the box. She began to wipe her pants dry. As she wiped what little moisture there was on her shirt she thought about having a little fun. She reached behind her back and hiked her shirt up just far enough to get her hands in it. Then she undid her bra.

Coach Blue nearly swerved off the road again. The sound of her bra unclasping in this quiet little car was like that of a cannon. He could feel his pants getting tighter. 

"No distractions...no distractions...." he thought, giving the road his full attention.

Gretchen let out a small giggle. Then in one swift movement the busty brunette managed to pull her bra off and pull it through her sleeve. Coach Blue could clearly see the black boulder-holder dangling from her left hand in his peripheral vision. He tried his best to keep his eyes on the road.

"Sorry," said Gretchen. "I was just a little hot. I hope you don't mind."

Coach Blue seemed to be having trouble talking.

"N-not at all." he replied. "But you know I do have an air condition. Want me to turn you on-IT on? Want me to turn it on?"

Gretchen laughed. She loved messing with this horny man.

"No." she said. "But why don't you hold on to this for me?" 

She placed her black bra on his lap so that it covered the clearly visible bulge in his pants.

"Umm. Ok." was all the horny coach could say.

"Right."

"What's that?"

"Turn right. Up here." Gretchen said, pointing.

Again, Coach Blue followed her finger.

"Poor guy." Gretchen thought. "He has no idea what's coming."

"It's still so hot in here!" she announced. And with that warning she lifted the cup up above her generous chest and tilted it over, letting it's contents spill out over her shirt-covered rack. Water and ice splashed over her luscious melons and trickled down her shirt to her jeans. It spilled down into the seat of the coach's car. 

Gretchen gasped and shivered as she watered her big melons. She breathed deeply and held her breath as the cold water hit her bra-less boobs. She could feel every drop, ever ice cube as they trickled over her amazing rack, completely drenching her big melons. She gave a particular "aahh" as an ice cube landed on one of them. She bounced her chest up and down slightly trying to get the ice cube off. It bounced off of Gretchen's big bouncy balloon and flew through the air in front of her face. Gretchen watched as the cube sailed through the air making a bee-line descent for her other balloon. The cube hit her other breast then finally bounced off of it like a trampoline.

Coach Blue was stunned. He had been watching the display through his peripherals, but had finally turned his head when Gretchen's shirt became a little more see through. He was vaguely aware of what was happening on the road; he knew that he wasn't going to crash anyway.

Gretchen was impressed. The coach had managed to stay on the road during her little wet t-shirt contest.

"That's much better." she said, gesturing to her drenched jugs. They were clearly visible through her light yellow shirt, which may have well have been white. It did nothing to cover her massive mountains.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue replied, still getting over the shock. "I'll say!"

He watched as Gretchen straightened her wet t-shirt out. He could see her nipples pointing out slightly. She must have been getting used to the water already. He continued to admire her busty-ness as she reached forward and opened the air vents on her side of the car. She positioned them so they were pointing straight at her wet breasts.

"I'll take that air condition now." she said.

"Are...um...are you sure?" asked Coach Blue, in a small worry-tone.

Gretchen gave a devilish smile. Although the coach was trying to let on like he was worried, she could still sense the eagerness and the sense of "YES! Thank you God!" in his voice. Somehow, she thought that her catching a cold was the last thing on his mind.

"Positive." she said, pushing her chest out. "Now come on Coach! Turn it on. Turn ME on! You know you want to. Now do it!"

"Ok..." Coach Blue said, trying to hide his excitement as he turned the air condition on.

Gretchen arched her back, pushing her enormous jugs out to meet the cold air from the vents head on. 

"Aaaahhh...." she gasped lustily, as the cold air began to blow over her big boobs. "Colder!" she said.

Coach Blue turned the air condition on to the max, hypnotized by the busty brunette's display. Her nipples were already standing straight out. But he wanted to see just how far they would go.

Gretchen shivered as even more cold air rushed over her dripping wet tits. She could feel every gust as her melons began to dry into damp pillows in the cold air. She was gasping so much she thought she might be having an orgasm. 

"Oohh!" gasped the busty teen. Her nipples had never been this hard before. The sensation was incredible. She could see the coach's face out of the corner of her eye. It was priceless!

She lifted her arms up above her head and shook her chest from side to side, making sure every inch of her big rack felt the cold hair from the air conditioning vents. They bounced and jiggled under the fabric of her tight fitting and soaking wet t-shirt. 

She glanced over at Coach Blue. His face could not decide if it was happy, or shocked. But there was definitely no mistaking the tent he was pitching in his jeans. She smiled at the reaction she was getting.

"Mmmm..." she moaned. "Thank you, Coach."

Coach Blue finally came back from his trance. He quickly glanced at the road to make sure everything was okay. He couldn't exactly chalk up any mistakes to highway hypnosis.

"No problem." he said, doing his best to sound collected.

Gretchen turned around so that her chest was in his plain sight.

"So Coach. Are you enjoying my little wet t-shirt contest?"

"Oh yes. You look...amazing."

Gretchen smiled at the compliment. But her innocent smile quickly turned to a naughty one. She began to knead her big tits through her wet shirt, wringing them out.

"You sound a little distant, Coach. Am I distracting you?" she asked, bringing her boobs a little bit closer to him.

"No." Coach Blue replied quickly. "Not distracting at all. I'm absolutely focused right now."

"Good." replied the busty teen. "Then you won't mind if I get a little more air." 

And with that she lifted her shirt over her head exposing her bare orbs, both to the horny coach and the cold unforgiving air vents, in all their glory. The cold air rushed to her bare chest making her gasp and shiver some more. She noticed her bra slowly rising up off of his jeans. 

"What a tent." she thought to herself and giggled.

"Holy shit..." Coach Blue muttered. He thought of the fun he had had with those glorious globes, and his manhood ached to be buried in them once more.

Gretchen took her blouse and wrung it out. Then she placed it between her heavenly hooters and ran it between them back and forth, licking her lips as she did so. The horny coach let out a small moan as his cock gave a particularly hard throb through his jeans.

"You know, I'm reeeallly proud of you Coach. It seems being the only judge in my wet t-shirt contest hasn't distracted you at all."

"Yeah...well...I try." said the coach, trying to hide his erection.

"I think you deserve a little reward." she said, leaning over and placing a hand on the bulge in his pants. She pushed the bra off and began to rub his cock with her hand. 

"Or maybe..." she continued. "You deserve 2 really BIG rewards..." 

And with that she took his right hand off the wheel and placed it on her heaving rack, urging him to touch them.

Coach Blue moaned as he felt the busty teen's abundant titflesh sinking into his palm. They were so soft. 

"Mmm...Coach." Gretchen moaned. "My boobs are really cold. Warm them up for me?"

"Ohhh...." moaned Coach Blue. He ran his hand over every inch of her breasts. Touching them and feeling how soft they were. His fingers found her hard nipples and he began to tweak them between his thumb and index finger. Gretchen moaned as she felt a soft tingle move through her body.

Her hands finally found his fly. They began to work his pants off and within a few seconds they had set his manhood free.

"Oh wow!" Gretchen cooed. "If I knew you were ready we would have done this a lot sooner." 

She gripped his penis in her hand and began to stroke it up and down. Coach Blue was moaning as he felt up this busty slut's boobs. He could feel their weight as they hung down. He began to thrust into Gretchen's hand thinking if he could just thrust high enough...

"Left." said the busty teen.

"What?" Coach Blue began. "Oh right." he said, realizing she wanted him to turn the car. He turned left down yet another road. At this point, he didn't care how long it took to get to Breastford; he wouldn't mind if it lasted all night.

Gretchen's hand became a blur over the coach's hard prick. She could feel it throbbing in her grip. The force of her handjob was causing her jugs to jiggle, but she didn't think the coach would mind. He seemed to be having fun feeling them up and watching them bounce. She began to slow her hand down.

"Okay Coach." she announced. 

"Oh no!" Coach Blue thought to himself. "Don't tell me she's gonna stop!"

The thought horrified him beyond belief. But the busty girl continued.

"In order to make sure that I hold the town's beliefs on outsiders I'm gonna have to make sure that you get good and lost."

"uuuh okay" Coach Blue managed. He was desperately trying to thrust into Gretchen's pretty little hand as hard and fast as he could for fear of losing his one chance at a climax.

"So..." Gretchen continued. "I'm gonna ask you to just drive. That's all you have to do. Make random turns. Head down any road. Just drive. And in the meantime..." she trailed off... 

"I'm going to...distract you." she said, licking her lips.

And with that she buried her head in the coach's lap, engulfing his entire length into her throat.

"Oh shit!" Coach Blue moaned. For a second, he almost swerved off the road again. Gretchen's hot mouth felt so good wrapped around his cock. He ran his free hand through her long brown hair, then under her chest to feel those monster jugs of hers.

Gretchen's expert tongue snaked out and lapped the head of his cock as her lips closed around the shaft, creating a marvelous sensation that made the coach moan. Her head bobbed up and down furiously, her tongue licking the head as if it were a lollipop the whole time. Coach Blue moved his hand from one big tit to the other, squeezing them and rubbing them as if they were on inspection. His fingers found their way to her nipples, and he pinched them gently as the busty slut moaned around his manhood.

Gretchen's hands found his balls and she began to rub and squeeze them the same way he was doing with her breasts. She took her mouth off of him to breathe but quickly replaced it with a lightning-fast hand. She put her mouth back around his shaft and tried to suck on it from the side. Coach Blue thought that felt amazing.

Her lips couldn't close around it's diameter, so as she tried to close them they ended in a kiss. She started to smother the shaft in her kisses slowly kissing her way to the top. She finally kissed his cockhead and precum leaked out of it. Her tongue immediately darted out and scooped it up, savoring the taste. 

"Oh wow!" Coach Blue moaned, still kneading her enormous jugs. "You're so good!"

"Thanks." Gretchen said, looking up at him as her tongue ran up and down his entire shaft. "Are you lost yet?"

"I think so." Coach Blue replied. "I mean...not yet! Not yet!"

Gretchen laughed at the coach's response. Then she put his cock in her mouth one more time and gave it a good once over. Next she placed her hand back on it in place of her mouth, stroking it slowly, and got up licking her lips. Coach Blue's hand stayed on her tits the entire time.

"Now." she said. "I'm going to tell you the RIGHT way."

"The right way? You said-"

"But..." she cut him off. "I've still got to make sure you don't know where it is. So I've got to continue distracting you."

"Okay." Coach Blue followed. As long as the "distractions" went on he wasn't going to complain.

"And I've got to be able to see where we're going." Gretchen continued. "So no more BJ Queen. Got it?"

Coach Blue sighed. "Alright sure." 

His sigh was settled once Gretchen began to stroke him a little more vigorously. Once again, her hand was becoming a blur over his rod. Her tits bounced just inches from his face. He wanted to bury his face between them but knew that was out of the question.

"Left." Gretchen said.

Coach Blue turned left.

Gretchen stared out the windshield, watching the road. This wouldn't work. The coach was not distracted enough to forget the way to Breastford. She looked down at her hand as she jerked him off. Then her eyes drifted back towards the windshield. It wasn't very high.

Once again, Coach Blue was staring right at her tits, trying to thrust his dick into her hand as high as he could. That was it! That's how she could get him distracted enough.

She slowly lowered her upper body so that her boobs were dangling just a few centimeters from the coach's aching cock as it jerked through her hand. She stopped right there and looked up at the coach.

"Is that what you've been trying to do, Coach? Fuck my tits?"

"Yeah!" Coach Blue moaned as he bucked his hips up even harder. 

"If you want 'em, you'll have to work for 'em, Stud."

"Aw fuck!" Coach Blue shouted. Sweat started to form on his forehead and face as he furiously tried to fuck the busty slut's tits.

"Left." she said. "C'mon Coach. Don't you want them? Don't you want to feel them jerking you off again?"

"Yes! Fuck! Your tits!" Coach Blue shouted. He managed to get the head of his cock into her cleavage, but the slut's hand was slowing him down.

"Aww...so close." she teased. "Left again."

Coach Blue turned left once again. And once again, his dick came up just a few centimeters short of heaven.

"Dammit!" he thought. "Why couldn't I be just a little big bigger??"

He had slowed his driving to a virtual crawl for obvious reasons. He just hoped Gretchen understood how slow he was willing to drive.

Gretchen continued to encourage him. "C'mon, Stud. What are you waiting for? Fuck these tits."

"FUCK!" Coach Blue yelled. He was really getting irritated.

"Right." Gretchen said. 

Coach Blue turned right, he was really getting pissed.

"I'll tell you what." the busty slut proposed. "I'll meet you halfway."

And with that she lowered her chest a little bit more, but still stayed high enough to watch the road.

"YEEES!" moaned the coach, as his aching dick finally slid through the busty brunette's amazing cleavage.

"Mmmm." she moaned. "That's it, Coach. Bang my boobs."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 02



Coach Blue moaned as his rod was completely swallowed by titflesh. The force of his thrusts made them bounce even more, and that really turned him on.

Gretchen smiled and moaned. "Uh. Oh. Yea just like that....right....mmm yeah is this what you want?"

"Yeah...oh yeah!" Coach Blue moaned. "I love these big fucking tits." he said, reaching down with one hand to play with them. He was in heaven. He had been aching to slide his prick through her cleavage for the past hour. He was quickly becoming addicted.

"Yes Coach! Fuck my tits!" moaned the busty teen. "Slide that boner between my big boobs and fuck these funbags."

"Oh yeah!" moaned the coach as he thrusted his dick into her cleavage ever harder. Gretchen gripped her massive tits from the sides and met his thrusting, now she was really titwanking him.

"Yes Coach! Yes! You're almost there! Keep going! Keep fucking my big juicy melons! Right!"

"Oh shit!" Coach Blue moaned as he turned right. He could see the rows of trees coming to an end down a long path. He was also aware that he could see street lights, but he was too lost in Gretchen's big jugs to pay them any heed.

"Right! Right there! Just like that!" Gretchen spurred. "This is it Coach! The final stretch! C'mon! Cum on these big beautiful breasts! Explode between them!"

"Gretchen! Ahhh your tits! I'm gonna cum!"

Gretchen let out a loud moan as the coach emptied his cock on her rack for the second time tonight. She felt every throb pulse against her heaving hooters as she drained him of his seed. Most of it flew up and hit her on the face, but some missed her face completely only to descend on her massive milk jugs.

"Aaah..." moaned a spent Coach Blue, as the last of his seed leaked out in drops and drizzled down his shaft only to spill on Gretchen's boobs.

The brunette continued to bounce on his rod, slowing down gradually until she came to a complete halt. As soon as she was sure he had nothing left she placed her mouth back over him and licked him clean.

Coach Blue was in a state of utter relaxation as the path was coming to an end. Where the trees stopped he could make out street lights, houses, yards, and the other makings of a quiet little town.

"Is this...is this it?" he asked, a sense of uncertainty in his voice.

Gretchen raised herself as she finished cleaning him up. She pulled her visor down and surveyed the damage in the mirror. Taking the wash cloth in hand once again, she began to wipe her face down. As soon as she was done with that she began the long task of cleaning her big breasts.

"What did you expect?" Gretchen replied. "Pearl gates and a golden pathway?" She had finished cleaning herself up and had now begun to put her clothes back on.

Coach Blue chuckled at her response. Gretchen had begun to pretty herself up with make up by the time he responded "no."

Gretchen took her eyes off her compact and gave him a heavy glance, as if trying to see through him.

"Men are such idiots." she thought.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 03



As they drove into the quiet little town of Breastford both Coach Blue and Gretchen immediately began looking around. Coach Blue pit his eyes against the darkness to see if what Gretchen had said back at the store was true. He knew it was late, but it wasn't all that late. He strained his eyes trying to find a woman doing some evening errands.

Gretchen, on the other hand, was a little more subtle in her gazing. The busty brunette leaned back and sunk into her seat whilst looking out the windshield. She knew the chances of anyone seeing who was in the car were slim (usually there were no people out at this time). But she just didn't want to take that chance.

The street lights were buzzing. For the curious coach they were his hopes and dreams, but to the conserved brunette they were her worst nightmare. She wished they would all just go out, but they only got more abundant as they drove further into town.

"Take a right at the next turn." she said.

"Gotcha." Coach Blue answered. "Where are we going anyway?"

"To my mother's house." she said.

The coach thought for a moment. Even if he didn't manage to see any women on the way, dropping Gretchen off would ensure that he saw at least one more woman who lived here in Breastford: her mom. He looked at Gretchen slumping down into her seat. She looked absolutely amazing! She was just 18 after all. A woman pushing 40 might not be so lucky. And neither would he. After all, it didn't matter how big they were; who wants to play with balloons that have lost their luster and no longer bounce? 

He looked at the busty beauty again. Looks like that just didn't come out of no where...

"We're almost there." Gretchen said, raising up from her seat. She seemed to be getting a little more comfortable as they approached their destination. "Just a few more blocks."

"Alright." answered the coach.

Up ahead he could make something out in the darkness. As they drove closer, and the "something" approached the light culminating from the street lights, he realized that it was a dog. A dog tied to a leash. The leash was strung out from the darkness following the dog, and closely followed by the leash was a high heeled shoe.

Seeing this, Gretchen went back to her slumped position. Coach Blue, however, was staring out the window intently, keeping one eye on the road and one eye on the sidewalk.

Coach Blue could almost hear the "clack" of the other heel as it hit the pavement. His heart began to pound as a long, slender leg took it's first step into the light on the sidewalk. It was soon followed by another beautiful leg. He felt his pants beginning to tighten. In the back of his mind he thought this was a little strange, considering he hadn't even seen this woman yet.

But that changed soon enough as a beautiful, well-figured woman stepped into view. She held the leash with a sweet, small hand. Her other hand swung at her side. Her brown hair was bunched into a red hat. She wore a khaki outfit, complete with skirt and jacket, like the kind you find at expensive clothing stores. The outfit hugged her every curve. Her skirt stopped just short of her knee, and her hips swayed as she walked along the sidewalk. The jacket bunched up slightly just under her bust, and she had the top button undone. 

Coach Blue didn't know what to think. He could tell that the outfit she wore made her breasts look smaller than they actually were. But even so, they still looked above average. This was a beautiful woman, and she definitely had a rack on her, but "how big?" was still the question on his mind. He was giving himself a headache.

When the woman passed Coach Blue turned his head enough to stare at her beautifully round ass. It was perfect. Not too big that it was obscene; but not too small that it was...well...too small. He could definitely see himself tearing that ass up! Her tight buns forced her skirt to really work as she walked.

He had to turn his attention back to the road, but he continued to watch her from the mirror. As she walked, the woman placed her free hand on her hip; straightening her posture and enhancing her already Jessica Rabbit-like figure. Now her tight butt was really working that skirt. Coach Blue nearly drooled as he stared at the sexy silhouette.

"Ahem." came a voice from the passenger's seat.

The coach shook his head, trying to bring himself back to the car. His headache had now been replaced with a lightheaded-ness. 

"Sorry...about that." Coach Blue said. For a second he had forgotten that Gretchen was in the car.

Gretchen had taken to sitting upright yet again. She brushed a wavy lock out of her face.

"Don't worry about it." she said, nonchalantly. "Just a couple more blocks."

They were only one block away from Gretchen's house when Coach Blue caught site of another woman, and this time there were no questions about it; Coach Blue almost swerved off the road.

The woman sported a pair of gray jogging shorts and a sports bra. Her sports bra did nothing to strap down her enormous jugs. They bounced generously as she jogged down the sidewalk. Coach Blue felt his pants grow even tighter as he drooled after the busty goddess. His eyes stayed glued to her massive breasts. He guessed they had to be at least E's!

Gretchen, once again, was sinking into her chair. But as she watched the woman through the mirror she thought she saw her do a double take, then turn around and stare after the car. Gretchen quickly got up and turned around to see the woman, but all she saw was the back of her head and tight butt as she continued her jogging.

Coach Blue seemed to be in a state of deep relaxation. But the conflict between his head and his other head was raging inside of him. In the back of his mind, a little voice told him he had had an erection since he entered that store.

"Right here." Gretchen said, pointing to a white house with a black SUV parked in the driveway. 

Coach Blue pulled in front of the house, parking on the street next to the curb.

"I'm gonna go in and talk to mom for a few minutes, okay?"

Coach Blue still seemed to be in some sort of daze, like a zombie on autopilot. He noticed that across the street there was a busty blond sitting in a swing in her front yard. She had the biggest tits he had ever seen. He thought they were probably as big as the woman in the sports bra, if not bigger. Either way, they looked even larger on a girl her age. She seemed to be about Gretchen's age.

The girl stared at the car from across the street. Gretchen looked out and saw the girl in the swing.

"I want you to come in." she continued. "I'll come back and get you, okay?"

"Yeah..." said the coach. He was staring at the girl across the street, or rather at her enormous breasts. He stared at them as they swung back and forth...

"Okay..." Gretchen said, staring at the coach as she got out of the car. She walked up the sidewalk and into the house out of sight.

The girl continued to stare at the car, and Coach Blue continued to stare at her massive udders, hypnotized. They bounced and swayed as she kicked off from the ground lightly. The coach began to throb in his jeans. The things he could do with those bouncy biguns...

Now he had taken to rubbing himself through his jeans. The girl started to kick off from the ground a little harder, causing her tits to bounce under her tee even more. After about 5 minutes of this Coach Blue could no longer take it; he unzipped and pulled out his full length, hard and throbbing. He stroked himself in the driver's seat of his car as the girl's huge tits bounced with her swinging.

She kicked off from the ground faster and harder and harder and faster. Coach Blue stroked himself as he watched the busty display. The girl reached up as high as she could and gripped each rope on either side of her. Her huge melons were bouncing uncontrollably, obscenely as she swung on the swing. They jiggled violently underneath her tee shirt as she swung.

"Oh man ohhhhh!" Coach Blue moaned. He could feel his orgasm building. He had never seen such big, beautiful, bouncy breasts before.

The girl shook her head from side to side causing her long, dirty blonde hair to sway back and forth across her face. Her hair shook just as wildly as her massive melons. Coach Blue watched and knew that he could not hold it in any longer.

"I'm gonna cum!" he thought.

The busty blonde stopped shaking her hair around and arched her back, forcing her heaving rack out as far as she could as if to say "C'mon big, boy. Cum on these big jugs."

She stopped her swinging and sat there sticking her heavenly rack out, as if she were waiting. Her gigantic jugs continued to bounce and jiggle even after she had stopped swinging.

"Oh shiiit!" Coach Blue moaned as he came. It went everywhere. Some flew on the steering wheel, some flew on the dash, some even hit the speedometer and gas gauge. Coach Blue sat there, stroking his thick meat as it continued to squirt all over his car. He stared at the busty blond in her swing, still waiting as her big juggs slowly bounced back into place under her t-shirt. His final drops leaked out just as the girl's globes came to a complete halt.

"Aaah." he moaned in relief.

The girl had her head turned the entire time he was cumming. Now that he was done she finally turned her head. She stared down at her big breasts. They looked so round and soft, like two big pillows, where they sat surrounded by the pillowcase of her shirt. She put her hands on them and brushed them forward, as if she were cleaning them.

"Some dust must have gotten on them." Coach Blue thought.

He continued to watch as the girl stood up. She ran her finger from the top of her right jug across her t-shirt all the way down to her nipple. Then she put her finger in her mouth and sucked on it. What happened next was something Coach Blue wasn't sure of. She turned around and left. But he thought that before she turned around...he could've sworn he saw her wink at him.

Either way he forgot all about that as she turned giving him a great view of her rear. She wiggled it as she walked, and Coach Blue was sad he had cum too early.

He reached into the glove box and pulled out the wash cloth. The same one Gretchen had used to clean herself off. He now began using it on himself, and on his car. As he cleaned, he thought to himself.

There was something about this town. He had now seen four women who lived here, and each was what he would consider to be busty. Still, he found it hard to believe that every woman in this town was busty. It just wasn't possible.

But there was something else. Something in the air. It was a feeling. A palpable sense of comfort and relaxation. It was a sense of not caring about the consequences. The more he thought about it the more he thought he had hit the nail on the head. He had passed up a job opportunity, he had followed a teenage girl to an unknown town, he had done things with this girl that he would have never done back home, AND not to mention what had just occurred.

Sure he had masterbated before, but not often. And definitely NOT in public. But as he took a few more breaths he managed to calm down. He began to look at the here and now. And what was important now was getting cleaned up.

He had finally finished cleaning up after himself. As he reached down to zip up he noticed something odd; he was still hard. Usually it took him a while to get hard again, especially after cumming this much. He shrugged it off and threw the washcloth aside.

Boy had there been a lot of jizz. He had never spewed that much in his life. In fact the last 3 times he had cum had been significantly larger amounts than any other time in his life. It must have been because of those lovely big breasts...

Just thinking about all the nice racks he'd seen today was getting him even more aroused, which was not good since he was aroused already. Just as he managed to calm himself down, Gretchen finally emerged from the house. Coach Blue watched her big breasts move with her as she walked down the sidewalk. His prick gave a particularly hard throb when she opened the door and leaned her head in, showing off an impressive view of her cleavage.

"Uhh!" Coach Blue moaned. "Oh God..." 

He felt like he was on the verge of yet another climax. He tried to calm himself down. Gretchen looked at the coach in worry.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

Coach Blue looked away from her and shut his eyes. 

"Yeah...I'm just..." Coach Blue began. "Could you turn around?" he said.

"What?" Gretchen asked, confused.

"Just turn around!" Coach Blue snapped.

"Alright alright, fine." Gretchen complied. She turned around to face the house.

Coach Blue did his best to think about non-sexual things. He finally calmed down when he thought about his wife. Boy was she going to be pissed. He had no idea what he would say when he called her tomorrow. But then, he wasn't sure about tomorrow period.

"Can I turn around now?" Gretchen asked.

"Yeah." Coach Blue answered.

Gretchen turned around, cleavage and all.

"Everything...okay now?" she asked, eyeing his crotch.

"Yeah yeah." Coach Blue responded, shifting in his seat. "I'm good."

"Alrighty!" Gretchen said cheerfully. "Now keep it in your pants a little bit longer. Mom wants to meet you."

"Um okay sure." Coach Blue said, getting out of the car.

He walked around and was immediately greeted by a hug from the busty brunette. His erection was being tortured now as he tried to keep himself from exploding again. The feel of her giant jugs was almost too much to handle.

They walked up to the front door and Gretchen opened it. The inside of the house looked just as good as the outside. There were tiled floors, it was spacey, the living room looked very elegant. 

But it was Gretchen's mother that made his jaw drop.

She had to be a woman of at least 37, but she looked over 10 years younger. She might have been able to pass as Gretchen's older sister. He would have chuckled to himself at the thought of using that old line, but he was too busy ogling the beautiful milf.

She had long curly hair, the same color as her daughter's, but her hair was much more defined. It looked like it came straight out of a music video. Her face was like that of a 21 yr old vixen, but her green eyes hid so much more experience and wisdom. She wore a dark blue v-neck, and it was stretched across her abundant chest obscenely. It also showed off a generous amount of cleavage. 

Coach Blue gasped as he saw how big her breasts were. They were so big and round they made Gretchen's look like mosquito bites! They were firm and bouncy, and so full of youth. They showed no sign of sag, they simply jutted out from her body to defy gravity. They sat above her flat stomach, much like her daughter's; the only difference being that Gretchen's were a little more conserved. 

As she approached to say hello, Coach Blue noticed that her boobs had as much bounce as Gretchen's. He wondered if they also felt as good wrapped around him. If Gretchen's 36D pillows were enough to send his bed pole over the edge, he wondered how her mother's monstrous melons must feel.

The busty milf extended her hand to Coach Blue. 

"Hi! You must be Coach Blue. Gretchen spoke...very highly of you..." she trailed off, eyeing the bulge in his pants. "I'm Paula."

"Uh yes ma'am that's me. Coach Steven Blue." he said, taking her hand.

As he shook her hand, it caused her jugs to jiggle. She stepped a little closer to him, and he had an excellent view down her blouse. Her cleavage was heavenly. He felt that same feeling of relaxation when he was in the car. Her tits were just so big, and they just begged for a man's touch. His eye's were glued to her chest, and he felt his penis throbbing; aching. Aching to be buried in Paula's pillows. 

He glanced over at Gretchen. She was standing beside him. Waiting? What could she be waiting for? Her own luscious melons were just a few inches from Coach Blue as well. His manhood throbbed at the thought of being buried in them once more. He turned his attention back to Paula, and her heavy handfuls. They were so big! Bigger than Gretchen's...

He couldn't take it any longer. He felt his climax building. He stood there, embarrassed, as his cock erupted from inside his jeans. A large wet spot formed at the top of his thigh. He hoped neither woman would notice it, but just as he was thinking that they both managed to glance down and see what had happened. Paula's facial expression changed, and she took a step back as she realized what was happening.

He did his best to retain some dignity while he exploded. He tried not to show it. But it was obvious. When it was all over he struggled to find the right words as both women glared at him.

"I'm sorry..." was all he could say.

Gretchen stepped to the side a little, next to her mother. She gave a small smile in Coach Blue's direction.

"Coach Blue really likes it here, Mother."

Paula looked at her daughter in surprise, still shocked by what just occurred. Gretchen gave a small nod to her mother and glared at her as if to say "Say something!"

The beautiful milf nodded back in agreement and complied.

"Oh. I can tell." she said looking at Coach Blue. She looked as though she were trying to hide a smile.

"You're...you're not mad?" Coach Blue looked confused. He found it hard to believe that this woman wasn't offended.

The confusion and awkwardness was giving him a severe headache. After a few sharp pounds from his forehead the pain subsided, and was slowly replaced by a lightheaded feeling. He began to feel extremely woozy.

"Mad? Goodness no. Why would I be? You're a man after all." she responded. 

Coach Blue looked as though he were going to pass out. He managed to nod at the busty milf's answer.

"You don't look too well, Coach." Gretchen said, stepping closer to him. Her D's were just a few inches away from his arm. Her mother looked at her and gave her a questioning glare as if to say "Do you know what you're doing?"

"My daughter is right, Steven. You don't look yourself. Perhaps you should have a seat."

She stepped closer to him, so that her chest was brushing up against his, and took him by the hand. Gretchen followed suit and took his other hand. Together they pulled him to the couch and urged him to sit down.

Coach Blue seemed a bit taken aback. He opened his mouth to protest, but his body had no intention of rejecting their implied request. He sat down.

"I uh...think that I should be going, Mrs..." he trailed off.

"It's Miss. Miss Paula Swanson." she corrected him as she sat down. She gave a small laugh. "Most people don't see me as a 'miss' or a 'Paula'.

She glanced at her daughter and gestured with her head that she should sit down as well. Gretchen gave a slight nod and sat down next to Coach Blue, opposite her mother.

"Yeah. It's just me and Mom." Gretchen said, taking her place on the couch. "She's a schoolteacher and I work at the store, so we manage to get by okay." 

Coach Blue rested his hands on his knees, trying to maintain control of them. He looked from Paula's busty pillows back to Gretchen's lovely pair, and then back to her mother's.

"That's...nice." he said, his eyes glued to her chest.

Paula moved over a little so that her giant jugs were brushing against his arm. She looked at Gretchen, who soon followed her lead.

Coach Blue threw his head up and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, but that only seemed to make it worse. That hypnotic relaxation was in the air again, almost tangible; and every breath he drew only made him feel more and more relaxed. His head was still aching, but it seemed to come and go as per the relaxation. It was as though the pain and relaxation were fighting each other.

By this point all thoughts of leaving had exited his mind. All he could think about were the 2 big, beautiful pairs of breasts hovering just centimeters from his grasp, and yet out of reach. Especially Paula's. They stayed there, big and bulging in that tight fitting tee, teasing him. Testing him. Testing his throbbing cock, which had been ready to erupt 10 seconds after his last eruption, daring him not to explode.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 03



Paula took her arm and placed it on top of the couch, next to the coach's head. She rested her head in her hand and looked at the coach, making herself a little more comfortable. The gesture made her already big, bulging breasts to bulge out even further against his arm. 

Coach Blue had been staring into her deep cleavage. He stared at the tops of her breasts and watched them swell as they bulged against his arm. He felt them press into him, and he had to do his best to hold his load in yet again. At this rate he wasn't sure how much longer he could last.

"So do you like what you've seen so far?" Paula asked. 

"Yeah..." Coach Blue responded in a slight daze. He wasn't sure if she was talking about the town or...

Gretchen mimicked her mother, causing her own big boobs to bulge out and press into the dazed coach's arm. She gave the coach her sweetest smile.

"Just wait til you see everything..." she whispered, giving him a small wink.

Coach Blue looked down at her massive jugs. In the back of his mind he wondered if Paula knew of the things he had done with them. 

His eyes drifted over to Paula's giant rack. He watched them move with her breathing. They rubbed against his arm up and down, slowly. He wished they would rub his cock like that...

He stared down into her deep cleavage. Her tits were so massive he thought they were going to bust out of her v-neck, or at least he hoped. What he wouldn't give to just touch them. To feel their warmth and know exactly how soft or firm they were. To bury his face between them...among other things. His manhood throbbed at the very thought.

He had to cop a feel. His mind was made up. He had to squeeze those big balloons. They were asking for it. He didn't even care about the consequences. All he knew was that he wanted to grip those giant jugs and hang on for dear life. A pair like that was extremely uncommon, and he had to feel their weight and watch them bounce at least once.

Gretchen arched her back and pushed her tits into Coach Blue's arm a little harder, trying to get his attention, but the horny coach was already lost somewhere in her mother's blouse. She stared at him staring at her mom's tits. His eyes were practically glued to them. It wasn't that long ago they were glued to her own pair like that. She gazed down at her own breasts. They were small in comparison to her mother's huge knockers, and every other woman here in Breastford for that matter. 

She glared at her mother in envy. Paula had a small smile on her face as the coach stared directly at her tits. He was like putty in her hands. Gretchen wished he would get excited over her tits again.

Meanwhile, Coach Blue had decided to make his move. His eyes targeted Paula's right can and his hand left his knee making a beeline for her big boob. 

Paula glanced down and saw his hand move as if in slow motion. Sensing he was desperate, she decided to go in for the kill.

Coach Blue began to sweat and shake slightly as he prepared himself for the sweet feeling of titflesh. His hand was so close he could almost feel the fabric of her dark blue blouse and bra in his palm, and that wonderful titflesh as he imagined his fingers touching the top of her amazing breast. He noticed that she too had accumulated a little sweat, due to the heat in the room. Small beads had formed on the tops of her breasts, making them shine sexily. He was convinced they had to feel as spectacular as they looked.

Almost there...just a few more inches...

He felt like a marathon runner preparing to cross the finish line, only at the end of this finish line there was no trophy or medal waiting for him. There was only Paula's big, beauitul boobs. He might even get to touch those hard nipples of hers; they were protruding out from her blouse visibly. He licked his lips as he prepared himself for the sweet feel of tits. This was going to be the feel of the century!

He could smell the aroma coming from her rack. It must be hot inside her bra and blouse, thought Coach Blue. Maybe once he got passed "accidentally" feeling her up, he could "accidentally" set them free of their cloth prison. His mouth watered at the thought.

He was almost home-free. He was halfway to Paula's gorgeous, gigantic jug when she finally opened her mouth.

"So Coach." she said. "My daughter tells me you like...BIG BOOBS."

And just like that, Coach Blue was stopped frozen.

"Oh God..." he moaned as he couldn't hold it in any longer. He exploded for what seemed like the tenth time tonight. When he came, it was the hardest of the night, and of his entire life. He spasmed on the couch for almost a minute between the 2 busty beauties. 

He continued to stare at Paula's big jugs as his orgasm came to an end. Just as his penis was spurting out it's final drops he tried to feel her up again, but his cock erupted yet again like aftermath. He felt his eyes beginning to shut, and the last thing he saw was the underside of Paula's heaving rack as he sunk into the couch. He desperately tried to reach up and cop another feel of those massive mountains, but he passed out before he could reach them.

As the lights went out he heard Gretchen's voice:

"So close..."



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 04



When he opened his eyes, Coach Blue had no idea where he was; it was dark and he'd not yet gotten used to the darkness. He knew one thing; he was lying down in a bed. A very comfortable bed for that matter. There was a small light shining through a window to his left. It had to be coming either from a street lamp or a porch light.

A porch light!

He had been at the Swanson home. Then, for no apparent reason he had passed out. The last thing he remembered was...the giant funbags of Paula Swanson. His heart leaped and his cock throbbed at the very thought. Why had he passed out?

He sat up. But as he did so his head began to pulse from a huge headache. He laid back down. The headache was now replaced with wooziness. He stared back out the window. He was still in Breastford. He was sure of it. He could feel it. But where?

He couldn't still be at the Swanson's. He would have seen his car through the window. Unless...they moved it?

Yes! That was it. Either Gretchen or Paula had moved his car. He immediately threw his hands under the blankets he was wrapped in and searched his pockets for his car keys, but was surprised to find he was wearing different clothes. Pajama bottoms and a white t-shirt. He didn't remember changing...

His eyes drifted back over to the window. Suddenly, the light that was flowing in grew much brighter. It managed to light about half the middle section of the room. He could see the sheets he was sleeping in were white. He could also see a dresser, a closet, and what looked like a bathroom. Beyond that there didn't seem to be much else.

The light was coming from across the street. He wondered what time it was, and who would be out this late. To him it felt like it was 2AM. But that soon left his mind as he remembered what he had seen across the street earlier this evening. His heart began to pound as he strained his eyes looking out the window.

To his approval, the front door of the house across the street opened, and the busty blond from earlier this evening walked out. The sheets coach blue was laying in began to rise forming a tent. Earlier, it had been a bit darker, and the blond had been wearing a (somewhat) loose-fitting t-shirt. But now the shirt she was wearing was much more tight fitting.

He could now see that the girl had sandy blond hair, and her tits were absolutely massive. Bigger than he remembered. They were kept captive inside her white shirt, and were stretching it out to the limits. They were so huge he could see them clearly from across the street. His penis throbbed, threatening to erupt.

After a few seconds, another woman exited the house. Coach Blue almost had a heart attack. This woman had even bigger boobs than the girl! She too was blond, and had the same facial features as the other blond, but looked slightly older. It was her mother.

Her tits were caged in a white shirt as well, only the shirt rode up to just under her bust due to her massive rack. On the average girl that shirt would have been loose fitting, and perhaps hanging down to her waist. But on this woman...the shirt fit very much like a baby tee on a teenage girl. Her breasts were firm, and they bounced with every step she took. She began to talk with her daughter, or lecture rather. Coach Blue watched her huge tits move with her. He couldn't believe it. The tits in this town just kept getting bigger and bigger! This woman's rack was absolutely gorgeous, she had the rack of an angel. They were even bigger than Paula's!

Coach Blue moaned. Those tits...Paula...that blond...he felt his penis begin to throb nonstop. The two busty women across the street were now engaged in a hug, they're big tits pressed into each other and bulged out from the sides.

"Oh man...." Coach Blue moaned. He reached under the sheets to his penis, but it was too late. The hug sent him over the edge. He shook for a little while as his dick erupted like a volcano from under the covers. When it was all done, the women went back inside. And Coach Blue's bed-tent was still there. 

He felt sick. Feverish. Hot and cold at the same time. He had to find a way to clean this up so Gretchen and Paula wouldn't notice, but he was just so tired. He yawned, and it made his head ache with pain again. As the pain subsided he closed his eyes.

"I'll clean...later..." he thought.

* * * * * *

The next time he awoke it was daylight. The blinds had been shut, so he could no longer view out the window, but sunlight still managed to creep into the room. His headache was gone. In fact, he felt a lot better. He threw the sheets off of himself and climbed out of bed. He looked around the room. There was a TV, but aside from that there were no real decorations. 

He had images in his head from last night, but he wasn't sure if they had been dreams or not. He seemed to recall being given a blue-ish liquid to drink, and being told that it would help. He seemed to remember Paula saying it would "increase his tolerance to the pheromones."

And what about that blond and her mother? Had that been a dream as well?

He began to make his way to the restroom when the door to his room swung open. It was Gretchen. 

"Good morning!" she said cheerfully.

Coach Blue looked a little distraught. 

"Yeah good morning." he said. "Listen, about last night, I want to-"

"Come to the kitchen." Gretchen cut him off. "I made breakfast. It will make you feel better."

Coach Blue sighed. Gretchen turned around and started walking. The clueless coach followed.

He felt a little under dressed. He was wearing pajamas, and Gretchen was wearing another pair of faded jeans and a red shirt. She wiggled her butt as she walked, and Coach Blue could see the straps of her thong appear.

He sat down at the table, where Gretchen put a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of him. But Coach Blue wasn't hungry.

"Gretchen..." he said. "I'm really sorry about...my behavior last night. I must be sick or something. The truth is...I feel horrible."

"That's alright." Gretchen said, sipping on some water.

"Thanks." Coach Blue said. "Whatever is wrong with me, I'll have a doctor check me out. Where are my clothes?" he asked.

"You're leaving?" Gretchen asked.

"Yeah." Coach Blue said. "If I leave now, I might still catch my interview. And I think I really should see a doctor."

"But my mom's a genius." Gretchen said. "She's head of the science department at school, and she's dabbled in medicine. She can check you out."

"Really?" Coach Blue said, trying to sound interested. "No, but thanks anyway." he said, standing up.

She glanced down at his crotch.

"But, I thought we'd get started on one of those...private practice sessions I mentioned yesterday..."

Coach Blue's heart began to pound as he thought about it. His pants started to bulge out. 

Gretchen licked her lips. She began to walk over to where the coach was standing. She pressed into him and reached down to caress the bulge in his pants.

Coach Blue's cock throbbed as he felt Gretchen's big 36Ds press into him.

"I could really use the extra work..." she said, giving his bulging dick a hard squeeze through his pajama bottoms. She reached up and kissed coach blue on the lips, passionately. 

"I'd love to help you out..." Coach Blue said, when Gretchen finally took her tongue out of his mouth. "But where are we going to find the right equipment for the job?"

Gretchen smiled at him. She let go of his crotch and placed her hands at the bottom of her tight red shirt. She began to peel it up over chest.

"Luckily I've got these big, bouncy basketballs we can play with." she said, as she finally lifted her blouse over her chest. 

Her big boobs bounced free, nipples already hard. Coach Blue's dick began to throb and wince at the site of them. His mouth watered as Gretchen stood there with her fingers hooked under her t shirt, exposing her big ripe melons like a college coed going wild.

Gretchen let her shirt rest, bunched up, on top of her heaving rack. She had to swat Coach Blue hands away from her giant orbs so she could get down to her knees. As she lowered herself, she made sure to rub her rack on his chest, and when she got to the bulge in his pants she paid extra attention to it. She slid her big titties up and down it.

Coach Blue almost came in his pants. He thrusted his hips forward into Gretchen's bountiful chest. Gretchen pushed back and moaned as the horny coach dry-humped her hooters. She hooked her hands into his pajama bottoms and pulled them down. His hard dick sprang free, already fully erect. Gretchen expected no less; her jugs were enough to make any man hard.

"A little eager, aren't we, Coach?" she asked, looking up at him as she gripped his throbbing dick.

Coach Blue could only moan back in response.

Gretchen flung her brown hair back and stuck her chest out. Then she grabbed her big tits and leaned forward, nuzzling the coach's cock between her boobs as she did so. They both moaned as he penetrated her cleavage. Gretchen's jugs were so big they completely enveloped his thick meat in a tight tit-tunnel.

Gretchen looked up at the coach as she cupped her boobs around his dick. Coach Blue thought she looked extremely sexy from this point of view; he could see the head of his cock sticking out from between her massive hooters. And her eyes had that "fuck me" look in them as she looked up at him.

"Fuck them." she said.

Coach Blue did as he was told and began to thrust his hips into her. He slid his cock between her big boobs slowly, savoring the feeling of her big tits rubbing on him with each and every thrust. 

Gretchen turned her head and moaned as her boobs got banged by the hunky coach. His dick was so big; and her tits were so sensitive to touch that she could feel every detail of his thick meat, right down to the veins.

"Oh my God...YES! Yeah..." Gretchen moaned as she let the coach slide his fuck stick between her funbags.

She loved the way it felt each time it throbbed; both of her big hooters would jiggle each time it throbbed between them. She looked down at her cleavage and watched his big dick disappear and reappear between her tits. The strait-hardness of the coach's manhood contrasted the round-softness of her big orbs perfectly. She could feel every inch of his penis as it slid between her massive jugs; every vein, every bump, as her big boobs bounced on it. 

"Oh Coach!" she cooed. "Your dick is so BIG!"

Coach Blue began to moan.

"Awww fuuuck!" he said.

"That's it, Coach. Fuck me." Gretchen urged. "Fuck me!"

Coach Blue took her tits in his hands and began to thrust his dick between them faster. Gretchen arched her back, then she leaned back and let the coach jerk himself between her massive melons.

"Oh! Coach!" she moaned. "Your cock feels so good between my big boobs! That's it, use my rack. Jerk your beautiful cock between my giant jugs. Fuck my tits!"

Precum leaked out of the coach's aching cock and drizzled down the shaft, right into the valley of Gretchen's big mountains. Gretchen looked up at Coach Blue as he boobie banged her.

"Mmm yeah..." she said. "You like having my big melons wrapped around your dick, don't you?"

Coach Blue moaned. He was bucking his hips wildly, making Gretchen's big flesh balloons bounce like they were basketballs.

"Oh fuck yeah! You like that, you big titty slut?" he said.

She smiled up at Coach Blue. 

"You know I do, Stud." she said.

Coach Blue looked down at her as he continued to plow her boobs. Her chest would bounce up with each thrust he gave, then it would come back down for a split second before he would thrust it back up again. Her head wasn't moving at all. It just looked at him with her big brown eyes and licked her lips as he fucked her chest.

Then her facial expression changed. Her eyes became sad and her bottom lip curled out a little. She was pouting! She looked up at the coach with her pretty, pouting face as he continued to bang her rack.

"But I guess if you don't want to stay..." she said, "then we don't have to do this ever again..."

This almost threw the coach over the edge. If there was anything hotter than sliding your aching prick between a busty slut's big tits, it was watching that busty slut pout while you did it.

"So will you stay?" she asked him, still pouting.

Coach Blue couldn't believe it. "Okay!" was all he could say.

Gretchen's pout turned into a smile again.

"Yay!" she said. She then gripped the coach's legs and pulled herself closer to him, pressing her massive breasts into his whole body, dick and all.

"Fuck them..." she said quietly.

Coach Blue was surprised he had lasted this long. Last night, he couldn't even look at her mother let alone fuck these big jugs. 

He felt Gretchen's tongue dart out and tease the tip of his cock as it poked through her cleavage.

"Fuck that feels amazing!" he moaned.

His precum and her saliva leaked down to her melons, coating them and making them glisten as the big globes bulged around his hard member.

Suddenly, they heard a car pull into the driveway.

"Shit!" Gretchen said, her boobs still being banged. "That's mom! She's back from in service!"

"Aaah! Dammit!" Coach Blue yelled.

"We have to stop." Gretchen said hurriedly and starting to get up.

"Not yet." Coach Blue said, gripping her by the shoulders.

"Wha-?" Gretchen said, confused.

Coach Blue placed a hand on her shoulder and the other around her back, and pulled her closer to him, continuing to fuck her tits.

"We don't have time!" Gretchen yelled as she struggled to get free.

"Yes...we...do..." Coach Blue said.

"No! Coach!" Gretchen squirmed from side to side, but that only made her big boobs shake around his cock.

Coach Blue gripped her tightly and fucked her tits furiously, desperately trying to get off before Paula walked in. Gretchen struggled to get free as the coach fucked her busty, slutty tits against her will.

"Let go!" she yelled.

She was still squirming when Coach Blue felt his balls tighten, and not long after that he was spurting shot after shot of hot jizz from between Gretchen's busty boobs. Her face got hit just as she was turning it; it hit her on the cheek. Another spurt went straight into her hair. Another hit her on the forehead. 

She tried to get out of range of his spurting, but he was still holding on to her tightly. She felt his manhood cock itself again and again from inside her cleavage. Some of his seed landed on her shirt, which had been bunched around her neck above her rack, the rest came down like raining hot lava and covered her huge tits spurt by spurt.

"Ahhhhhh." Coach Blue said in relief as he finally unloaded the last of his seed. He looked down and saw Gretchen's face and tits covered in his sperm and smiled.

"That pearl necklace looks good on you." he said, finally letting go of her.

Gretchen got up off her knees.

"You asshole!" she said.

She stood there, her chest and face covered in his sperm, trying not to make more of a mess. She began to shake, infuriated. Coach Blue thought her face was going to turn red. Instead, she let out an infuriated (and very girly) grunt.

"Aaaaaggggggghhh!" she said. "My boobs are NOT your own personal cockwarmers! Do you hear me?" And with that she stormed out of the room.

"Right, right." Coach Blue said, smiling. "This makes us even for the magazines!" he yelled after her, while pulling up his pants.

"Fuck you!" he heard her yell from the hallway.

He sat back down at the table just as Paula walked through the front door.

She put her purse down and walked over to the table. Coach Blue could hear the "clack clack" of high heels as she walked across the living room into the dining room. 

"Feeling any better?" she asked, upon seeing Coach Blue in the kitchen.

"Yeah." Coach Blue said, turning to face her. "Much..." he stopped short as he saw Paula. 

She was dressed in a dark blue and green plaid skirt with matching button up jacket, white pantyhose, and black high heels. The top 2 buttons of her jacket were undone (it would have been impossible to button them up), but she had somehow managed to button up the rest. The size of her rack, however, was threatening to bust those buttons right off. Coach Blue could see she had on no blouse; but she was wearing a black bra, he noticed, as she sat down.

She sat down opposite him and crossed her legs, causing her skirt to hike up and tighten.

"Pardon?" she said.

Coach Blue snapped out of his drooling daze. He looked at her face for the first time since she entered the room and noticed that she was wearing glasses. She looked like a naughty librarian, or a lusty secretary you might find in porn magazines.

"I feel much better." Coach Blue stated. 

"Good to hear." Paula said. "I had a chance to speak with the faculty about letting you on. They seem very excited to be getting a new member." 

"Yeah?" Coach Blue said. "About that...I don't think I'm gonna be staying." he said.

"Oh?" Paula asked, peering down at him through her glasses. "Why is that?" 

The coach hesitated to answer. He thought about last night, and how it had been so difficult to keep from blowing his load. It had to have been because he was so sexually deprived. After all, it had been over a year since he'd had sex.

"It's just not a good time right now." answered the coach.

"How about this..." Paula proposed, leaning forward so her big tits bulged out in her bra and jacket. "Stay until tomorrow. See the sights. Check out the school. And if you still want to leave, then by all means."

"Okay..." Coach Blue said to her cleavage.

Paula leaned back and smiled.

"Wonderful!" she said. "As soon as you get dressed, I can show you where you'd be staying. If you decide to stay that is."

"That sounds...great." he said, eye's glued to Paula's busty cleavage.

But unfortunately for him, the busty milf stood up and left the room, leaving Coach Blue's eyes staring at her empty seat. He soon followed suit, but realized he didn't know where his clothes were. He walked down the hall to look for one of the two busty women.

He came across Paula standing before a door, and to his surprise, she was playing with her tits! He watched her intently, mouth agape as she stood there in the hallway feeling her own big, juicy jugs. His cock began to throb as he watched her. He noticed that she was fishing for a piece of jewelry that had been lost in her cleavage. It was part of a necklace she had around her neck.

As Paula reeled the necklace up, he could tell that it was a key. She separated the key from the necklace and used it to unlock the door she was standing before. After that, she walked int. Coach Blue walked down the hallway to the newly unlocked room. 

Inside were tables piled with beakers, test tubes, and other scientific equipment. There were a couple of bookshelves and a few cabinets as well. Paula seemed to be searching in one of those cabinets. As Coach Blue walked over to her he caught a glimpse of what was in the cabinet. The blue liquid from his dream! There were test tubes filled with it!

He tapped Paula on the shoulder. Paula, startled, managed to turn around without dropping any of her equipment.

"Oh! Steven." she said. "You startled me."

"Sorry about that." Coach Blue said. "I was just wondering what you guys did with my clothes?"

"Oh yes of course." Paula said. "The closet in the guest room. We washed them for you, so they're clean."

"Thanks a lot." he answered. "What do you got there?" he asked, pointing to the test tubes in her cabinet.

"Oh." Paula said. "These are just vitamin water prototypes I've been working on. They're supposed to help keep you...hydrated."

"Wow that's pretty cool." Coach Blue responded. "I love vitamin water."

"Yes of course." Paula said. "Oh I'm so sorry." she added. "This is my lab. My home lab. I'm sorry for the mess; usually when I work from home I rarely ever clean up after myself."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 04



"That's alright." Coach Blue said. "You look busty-, I mean busy."

Paula gave a small giggle.

"I'd better, uh, go get dressed." Coach Blue said, embarrassed.

He headed out of the room with his head hung.

Back in the living room, he met Gretchen. She didn't seem at all happy to see him.

"Still mad?" he asked her.

Gretchen looked at him. Then she shook her head and sighed, deeply.

"No..I guess not." she said. "Where are you headed?"

"I'm gonna go check out the town, school, and stuff. Maybe see where I'd be staying."

"That sounds cool." Gretchen said. "I've got work, so I guess I'll see you later?"

"Yeah." 

She gave the coach a hug. Coach Blue savored the feeling of her chest pressing into his.

Gretchen walked down the hall to her mother's lab, leaving Coach Blue to change in the guest room. 

"I'm off to work." she said to her mother.

Paula was busy rearranging and cleaning her supplies.

"Alright." she answered, without looking up. "You didn't mention anything about the drug, did you?"

Gretchen glanced at the cabinet which held the blue-liquid-filled test tubes.

"No." she said. 

"Good." answered Paula. "Then I'll see you when you get off."

"Okay." Gretchen said. And with that she was out the door.

* * * * * * *

"The school provides it's teachers with free housing." Paula said. She was showing Coach Blue around in his new would-be home. "We also take care of all your moving needs, so you'll never have to leave or even lift a finger."

Coach Blue looked around. They were standing in the living room. It was built the same as the Swanson home, he noticed, and he guessed that a lot of the houses in the area were built like this being that they were all part of the school's housing development. 

In fact, he wasn't too far from the Swanson home, or the school for that matter. At least, that's what he was told. It was within walking distance apparently.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Yoohoo!" came a voice from outside.

Coach Blue glanced at the door just in time to see it open. His jaw immediately dropped because in walked a big-breasted brunette with silky brown hair that hung down to her stomach. She had lighter skin than Paula, but her hair was slightly darker. She and Paula looked to be about the same age. She looked to weigh about 120 lbs, but ten of those pounds looked like they could easily be from her enormous boobs.

Her tits were covered by a pink top, which Coach Blue thought resembled a muscle shirt. The only differences were that it was a little thicker material, and much more frilly(it had all sorts of imprinted flower-like designs). The straps were also a little larger than the straps on most muscle shirts he wore.

Whatever material it was made of, it looked like it was on it's last thread. Her giant hooters pressed against the inside of her top, and looked as if they were struggling to get some fresh air. Coach Blue was almost certain that she wasn't wearing a bra, as her nipples could be seen protruding from her frilly pink top. 

But what turned him on most was the neckline. It showed off an impressive amount of cleavage. Coach Blue guessed that her tits were maybe a size smaller than Paula's massive jugs, but that still put her at at least a DD. Her small frame and skinny waist also made them appear much bigger than they already were.

She also wore a pair of tight blue jeans which flowed all the way down her sexy thighs and managed to cover a portion of her platform shoes. They were skin tight; yet she still wore a belt, with a rather large belt buckle to boot. The jeans hugged her perfectly round ass and clung to it for dear life, fighting the same war with her butt that her top was fighting with her boobs. Both her pants and top looked to be losing.

Behind her stood a much younger but equally busty young girl. She, too, was brunette. Her hair was done in a way that it stood up, but Coach Blue could tell that if she let it fall it would go down a good deal, perhaps even to her butt.

He noticed that this girl did not have an ass as prominent as the other, older looking woman. She wore a black skirt, and although she did have what seemed to be a good shaped ass, it didn't balloon out as much as the other woman. She was also significantly shorter. Her legs however were very tone, and slender, as he could clearly see from the short skirt that she had on.

Her height only helped to accentuate her already busty frame. Her huge jugs protruded against a white tank top; and he could see that she was wearing a white sports bra as well due to the fact that they were both white and slightly see-through(enough to make out clothing, but not skin). 

Although she was wearing two layers of fabric on her chest, her nipples were so hard they managed to poke through the clothing with ease. The straps of her tank top looked as if they were going to snap at any second. Her colossal boobs looked even more massive not simply because of her small frame, but her age as well. He guessed the girl to be the same cup size as the taller, older woman. And that made her all the more desirable to Coach Blue.

"Natalie!" Paula said, hurrying over to the older woman.

"Paula!" she answered. "I came as soon as I got your call."

The two women hugged. Their big tits pressed into each other and bulged out obscenely from the sides. Coach Blue had to resist the urge to whip it out right then and there.

"Is this our new co-worker?" asked the woman.

"Oh yes." Paula answered. "Natalie, this is Coach Steven Blue. Coach, this is Natalie Knockers and her daughter Nina."

"Hi!" Natalie said with a wave. "It's so nice to finally meet you. Paula had only good things to say."

Coach Blue was surprised at that comment.

"I did my homework." Paula said. 

Coach Blue had trouble finding the right words with these 3 busty women in the room. He glanced from woman to woman, taking in the sight. When he got to Nina, he noticed that she was glaring at him. Finally, he looked back at Natalie.

"Thanks, I guess." he said. "That's...nice to know."

Paula stepped back from Natalie, disengaging their busty hug and pulling her big jugs away from her friend's.

"Natalie's a fellow teacher here in Breastford." she said. "She's also the head of the neighborhood committee. Right, Nat?"

"Yup!" Natalie said with a smile. "And I'll be living right next door, so if you ever need anything I'd be happy to help."

"Don't get your hopes up, Nat. He might not be staying." Paula stated, matter-of-factly.

Natalie looked at Coach Blue and gave a small pout.

"Aww." she said, trailing her fingers up and down her busty chest. "And here Nina was looking forward to being on the basketball team. Well, I'm sure he'll change his mind when he sees a little...more."

The coach's eyes lit up as he watched Natalie's fingers unblinkingly; her soft, thin hand traveled up and down her chest, trailing her fingers around on the outskirts of her big mountains. He tore his eyes away from her generous cleavage to look up at her face(to see if she noticed him staring), and the beautiful brunette winked at him.

Coach Blue shook his head from side to side, as if trying to clear his head of all ideas.

"That uh..." he stuttered. "I...I mean..."

"Oh what's wrong, Coach?" Natalie asked him. "Nat got your tongue?"

He locked eyes with her. He felt as though this woman could see straight through him.

"I uh...I think we should see more of the house." he muttered.

"Of course." Paula said, glaring at Natalie. "Nat, why don't you lead the way?"

She pointed in the direction of the kitchen with her head.

"Oh alright!" Natalie replied, looking slightly disappointed. She walked across the room with Paula following at her heels. 

As they passed, Coach Blue glanced at Nina long enough to see her rolling her eyes at the two women. She still looked very stern.

He couldn't believe the size of Nina's boobs. Aside from that blond he had seen last night, they had to be the biggest boobs he'd ever seen on a girl her age. And she looked to be younger than the blond as well. He wondered if those knockers would do any more growing. Even if they didn't, he'd be perfectly content feasting on those big melons.

After about half an hour of touring and idle chit chat they were once again in the living room. Coach Blue had not heard a single word they had been saying. He wasn't even sure of what he had contributed conservation wise. His mind was on the three gorgeous pairs of tits that were before him, bouncing with each and every step. Particularly Nina's. He thought back to Gretchen's wet display back in the car and wished Nina would do something similar, as her big jugs were covered in white.

He was just thinking he was going to be sad when this tour ended when he heard Paula say:

"Nat, can I speak with you outside for a moment?'

She then glanced over at Coach Blue.

"Neighborhood business, hun. You understand." she said.

"Absolutely." Coach Blue replied.

Natalie looked over at her daughter, who had not said a word the entire time. Her face was still as stern as ever, and her eye's had that teenage "I hate everything" look in them.

"Keep the good coach company." she said. "I'll be right back."

Nina failed to give any sort of clue as to whether or not she had acknowledged her mother's request. Despite this, Natalie and Paula still walked outside.

Coach Blue began to fidget a little. He took a few small steps, breathed deeply, and swung his arms along with his walking. Finally, he faced the young busty girl and put his hands in his pockets.

The entire time he was fidgeting, Nina simply stood there with her arms crossed. For as thin as they were, her arms did a pretty good job of obscuring his view of her massive rack. Her huge mammaries pressed into her thin arms with such great force that they managed to spill and overflow over her small arms. It would have been easy to spot her nipples through the white bra and tank top, but her arms were just big enough to hide them.

She watched Coach Blue as he fidgeted, her thin arms crossed over her massive bust. Her eyes were attempting to pierce him, it seemed, and her thin lips stayed shut never saying a word.

It was Coach Blue who finally broke the silence.

"So are you going to try out for the basketball team?" he asked, somewhat nervous.

Nina glared at him a minute longer. Her slender legs stayed put; her short black skirt never even moved in hesitation. Her eyes were still burning a hole through the nervous coach.

"No." she said.

"Oh." Coach Blue responded, a little surprised. "Sorry to hear that. You look like you'd make a decent ball player."

"Oh I will." Nina said.

The coach scratched his head in confusion.

"I'm sorry." he said. "Didn't you just say-"

"I'm not going to try out." she cut him off. "But you will put me on the team."

Coach Blue thought for a moment. Then he understood.

"I'm sorry." he said. "I didn't realize you're school was opposed to tryouts. I'm sorry if that's not what you're used to, but that is nevertheless how I will be running the program if I take the job. I'm sorry, but I just can't give you a spot on the team if you don't tryout."

"I don't think you understand." said the busty young brunette as she took a step closer to him. "You WILL give me a spot on the team."

"And why's that?" asked the coach.

Nina unfolded her arms, letting her huge hooters bounce free from her grip inside her bra and tank top. She raised her arms over her busty rack and pointed down to each of her big boobs.

"Because if you give me that," she said. "I'll give you these."

* * * * * * *

Outside, Paula Swanson and Natalie Knockers were deep in conversation.

"Because as of right now, his tolerance level is much too high." Paula said.

"Geez Paula." Natalie replied. "How much of the stuff did you give him?"

"Not a lot." Paula said. "But he exhibited a gross amount of tolerance before that as well."

Natalie was staring off into space. 

"So what are you saying?" she asked, still dazed. "He's going to be...normal?"

"Yes." Paula answered. "At least until tomorrow when the formula wears off."

"So it's not a big deal then." Natalie stated.

"I wouldn't be so sure." Paula said. "There hasn't been a...normal man here in quite some time. This could have unpredictable results."

"What do you mean?" Natalie asked.

"He could still get his hands on...well...anyone. We have to take measures to ensure that it's not the girls."

"Just his hands?" Natalie asked, in a half giggle.

"That's not funny." Paula said. 

"Well..." Natalie pondered. "He's inside with Nina right now. If anyone can tire him out, it's her. Remember Jeff, before he passed? The poor guy saw Nina walking down the street and started going to town on himself right then and there."

"Look." Paula said. "I realize your daughter is a young little bombshell, but I just don't think that will be enough."

"Oh please." Natalie replied. "Every guy who comes here thinks that he can score just like that." she snapped her fingers. "He's just like all the others. He'll be in such a hurry to take his pants off, and even more of a hurry to spend himself."

"I don't know..." Paula replied.

"Trust me." Natalie said. "We'll be exchanging coaches before you know it."

"I hope you're right." Paula replied. "Although, part of me hopes we could just find the right guy already."

"Maybe once we're done with him, we could try another gay guy?" Natalie asked.

"No..." Paula said. "I've done enough research on the homosexual male to form a valid hypothesis. None of them will work."

"Yeah." Natalie said. "I think Jeff was gay before he came to Breastford."

The two women laughed.

Inside, however, there was little to laugh about.

* * * * * * *

"WHAT?!" Nina asked of him, strictly.

She was caught completely by surprise. Her expression had changed from stern to angry to almost worried when she heard Coach Blue's response.

"I said you'll have to tryout just like everyone else." Coach Blue repeated.

Nina glared at the coach. She didn't understand. Usually, guys not only jumped at the chance to make a deal like this, but they also had already exploded on themselves when they heard her mention her boobs. There was no mistaking the bulge in his pants. Why was there no wet spot? Was he slow? She sloughed it off as a fluke and decided to purge on with her bribe.

"Let me make this clear." she said, stepping closer to the hunky coach. "I'll lift up my shirt here and now if you say you'll put me on the team."

She gripped the bottom of her tank top.

Coach Blue glared at her as sternly as she had been glaring at him. There was a little voice inside his head saying "Do it! Look at the size of those things! If she'll let you see them, maybe she'll let you do other things to them. What are you waiting for?"

He was certain he had the confidence to feel up this busty teen while her mother was just outside, after all, he had already had his way with Gretchen. 

But no.

Something told him that it wouldn't be so easy. Maybe it was how she held herself. He knew that even if he got to see those big melons of hers, there was no chance she'd let him touch them. But even so...just seeing them...

He had a feeling that had Nina been at the Swanson home last night, or on the street, or at the store, or anywhere he had been for that matter, there was no way on Earth he could resist. He could feel that about her; she had a certain...sex appeal.

But today...today he was feeling much better than he did last night. He had much more control over himself. He was no longer weak. He could say no; he could resist. But was this the result of pride? Or stupidity? It was a very fine line. He knew that there were definitely more tits to be had, just as the name "Breastford" implied. But with a name like Nina Knockers...he knew that he'd be missing out on something spectacular also.

He finally decided that if he said 'no' right now, one of two things would happen. Either she would have to try out, in which case he'd get to watch her bounce those big basketballs of hers anyway. Or (and this is what he hoped for) she would have to offer him something more. The only problem with this was that hole in the first option; where he wouldn't get to see her topless.

After some painful consideration, he finally decided to roll the dice and go for broke.

"Let me make myself clear." he said. "You...will...have...to...try...out."

Nina looked at the coach.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" Nina asked. "I will show you my boobs, right now, and all you have to do is say you'll put me on the team."

She was starting to get frustrated. Not only did men usually cave by now, but they also had spent a huge load. Many of them wouldn't recover for the rest of the day. 

Coach Blue looked at her face, trying his best not to look at her big rack, but her massive hooters were so big that it didn't matter which direction he looked; he would still manage to see them bulging. He would have been happy to cum right then and there, but if he ever wanted a chance at scoring with those tits first hand he was going to have to let them go for now.

"I understand what you're saying." he said. "But the answer is still no. I'm sorry, I just can't put you on the team without seeing you try out."

Nina stepped back. Things like this had happened before, at the store. But never here in town. It was rare that a guy needed extra motivation in Breastford, in fact, it had never happened to her. She began to contemplate using desperate measures, no matter how embarrassing it seemed. She didn't want to; but she couldn't deny that even the most strong-willed men wouldn't last long in Breastford once they got a look at her eye-popping twins. 

One guy was lucky enough to last a full minute, but the sexual overload was too much for him. He ended up spewing the biggest load of his life (literally) and dying of dehydration. 

She knew what she had to do, although she hated to do it. She finally decided that if Coach Blue died after seeing her big jugs it was no big deal; they could always just find another coach. The other girls would be mad at her if they found out, but she would deal with that when and if it occurred.

"Oh..." Nina said, gripping the bottom of her tank top again. "You can, and you will." she said as she began lifting her shirt up over her chest.

But just as she was about to expose her full, ripe melons, the door opened and both Natalie and Paula walked in.

Nina quickly pulled her shirt back down; Coach Blue turned around to face the two women, who were laughing and smiling at each other as they walked in.

"So..." Natalie said. "Did you two get to know each other a little better?"

Coach Blue was about to open his mouth to speak, but Nina beat him to the punch.

"Yeah." she said. "We talked about how we're both looking forward to the upcoming season. Coach Blue said he was going to put me on the team. Didn't you, Coach?"

She looked at Coach Blue with that stern look again.

"I uh..."

Natalie interrupted his befuddlement. 

"Is that true Coach? And without watching her play? Oh my I'm so proud of you Nina! Well I suppose this calls for a celebration. I know! Why don't you come over for dinner this evening, Coach?"

"You don't understand." Coach Blue responded. "Nina's not-"

"Oh come now." Natalie said. "You can tell us all about your plans for the team at dinner."

Coach Blue looked at the three women. Natalie seemed eager to have him coming over. He didn't want to disappoint her. On the other hand, he wasn't sure if it would be fine by Paula either.

"I think that's a great idea." Paula said to both Natalie and Coach Blue. "In fact, why don't we all have dinner together? It would give us an opportunity to talk, Coach, and get to know each other a little more."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 04



"Lovely!" Natalie said. "I'll see you both tonight then. Let's go Nina."

Nina looked over at Coach Blue and smiled at him, sweetly.

"Buh-bye!" she said, giving him a small wave.

"You little bi-" 

But he was cut off just as the door closed.

And just like that, the Knockers' were gone.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 05



It was a beautiful day in Breastford as Paula Swanson showed Coach Steven Blue around the town of Breastford. Everywhere he looked Coach Blue saw nothing but busty, well-endowed women; none of them out of shape. Driving, walking, exercising (he really enjoyed seeing them exercise), they seemed to be all around him. Indeed, he seemed to be swimming in an ocean filled with big, luscious melons.

He had a hard-on throughout the entire day; although, this was a trend he was quickly becoming accustomed to. Coach Blue was like a dog, panting and tongue hanging out as he pressed his face into the window of Paula's SUV. Miss Swanson merely giggled and grinned as she watched the anxious coach from the driver's seat.

"I've arranged for you to meet the school principal tomorrow." she said.

"Alright." Coach Blue said, only half paying attention. He hadn't even turned his head to face Paula when he spoke, but he was almost breaking his neck trying to look at every big breasted woman that passed; especially those wearing tight jeans, booty shorts, or short skirts.

Paula finally pulled into a grocery store parking lot. As they got off to enter the store, Coach Blue noticed a lot of women glancing at him and pointing him out to their friends. 

Inside the store Paula was busy gathering ingredients for tonight's dinner, Coach Blue seemed to be being dragged wherever the tent in his pants was pointing. His penis gave a particular throb when he saw two women heading his direction. One was wearing a bright yellow v-neck and tight jeans, the other a pink button up blouse and black skirt. 

As the two women approached his eyes were glued to their huge chests. They were by far the biggest he'd seen in Breastford, and in his life (although he had thought the same thing when he saw Natalie Knockers and her busty daughter Nina).

They were deep in conversation and barely noticed he was there. He could hear them talking and giggling, but he was unsure of what they were saying. They were within 10 feet of him when he noticed the pink top on the ladder woman beginning to tighten. She had only the top button undone; but the others looked like they were struggling.

As the woman passed her breasts bulged against her tight pink top, and forced two of her buttons to snap right off; one of which hit Coach Blue in the cheek.

He heard her whisper to her friend something along the lines of "oh crap...do you have...damn buttons..." as they passed.

"Ready to go?"

Coach Blue turned around to find Paula standing behind him, her shopping basket halfway full.

"Yeah. Sure thing." he responded.

Paula reached up to his face. Coach Blue thought that maybe she was preparing to kiss him, or show some other sign of affection, but instead she pulled something off his cheek. It was the button.

"You got a little something." she said.

Coach Blue looked at her. She gave a small giggle.

"Oh!" He said. "Thanks."

* * * * * * *

Once the shopping was finished they made their way to the Knockers' house. Natalie greeted them with open arms.

"Paula! Steven!" she said, wrapping her arms around each of them. Her left boob collided with Paula's right, and her right boob pressed into Coach Blue's chest.

"So good of you to show up." she said, stepping back from them.

She was dressed in an outfit similar to Paula's, a white button-up blouse and matching skirt. Unlike Paula, however, her skirt was gray and significantly longer. She also wore no jacket or pantyhose. They were similar, though, in the fact that each of them had managed to stuff their big boobs into their tops (although Coach Blue thought that he could be looking at a repeat of what occurred at the grocery store).

"Nina! Our guests are here!" Natalie called.

Nina Knockers soon appeared from the dark hallway and entered the living room, where everyone had gathered. She was wearing the same white tank top and black skirt from before. Coach Blue took note of this and decided that there was no chance of her big melons popping out tonight.

Gretchen also made an appearance, she was following at Nina's heels. Coach Blue guessed she must have gotten out of work early.

"Coach, why don't you have a seat with the girls while Paula and I get dinner started?"

Coach Blue did as she suggested and sat down in the living room on the couch. Gretchen sat next to him, while Nina took a seat in an easy chair at the corner of the couch.

For a while it was really awkward. No one said a thing. Coach Blue noticed that Nina had that stern teenage look on her face again. He was still somewhat resentful towards her, but there was no way he could stay mad at those tits.

Nina noticed the coach's staring. She had got what she wanted from him, but she couldn't help but feel like it was a bittersweet victory. The man had not even blown his load when she threatened to lift up her top! Who did he think he was? Didn't he know that men spent themselves just by being in her presence? And what was with that hard on he had? 

She seemed to have his attention, the bulge in his pants indicated that. But how could it just stay like that? Hard. That's what was puzzling her. Was she losing her touch? What would the other girls think? What if he showed up to coach the team and blew jizz all over the place from watching the other girls? She'd be a laughing stock! Poor little Nina. She has to find...other...means of getting what she wants.

She looked down at her breasts. They were ginormous! It had to be him. She brought her hand to one of her big boobs and began to knead it softly, squeezing it in her palm. She took her finger and swirled it all around her massive melon in circles. Her nipples began to harden under her white bra and tank top.

She had Coach Blue's undivided attention. He was staring at her intently; watching her every move. She could make him cum if she wanted. Right?

Gretchen noticed the coach staring. She stared down at her own pair of breasts, the same breasts the coach had cum on this morning. They were big, but they paled in comparison to Nina's big knockers. She watched as Coach Blue slowly fell victim to Nina's game.

"Quit it!" she said.

Nina stopped to look at Gretchen.

"Jealous much?" 

"No." Gretchen replied. "I just think that it's...not right to use men like that."

Nina's raised her eyebrows at Gretchen.

"What town are you living in?" she asked, sarcastically.

"NINA!" Natalie called. "I need your help please!"

"Coming, Mom!" Nina yelled back.

Satisfied, she got up from her seat and went to the kitchen.

Gretchen snapped her fingers in front of the coach's face. 

"Coach?" she said.

Coach Blue shook his head as if he were waking up.

"Sorry." he apologized. "I must have spaced out."

"It's alright." she said. "I think dinner's almost ready."

It turned out Gretchen was right. It had been half an hour, and they were sitting down for the appetizers and first course. Coach Blue sat at the head. Nina sat to his right; Natalie to his left. The Swansons, not being guests of honor, sat beside the Knockers.

"So Coach." Natalie said, after digging into a salad. "I think you made a fine choice in putting my Nina on the team. If she wants something, she'll find a way to get it by any means necessary. She's very determined. She'll be the one to put points up on the board."

"Mom, stop..." Nina pleaded.

"That might be true." Paula interrupted. "But Gretchen can push it to the limit. If you need two, I guarantee you she'll be the one to give them to you."

"Mother!" Gretchen scolded.

"Oh come now, Paula." Natalie pushed. "If you need two then my Nina can give them to you bigger and better, and everyone knows that it's the big ones that count. Am I right, Coach?" 

She gave Coach Blue a small wink.

Nina gave a slight cough and then cleared her throat. She hung her head, looking down at her chest. She casually took her arms from above the table and folded them across her chest at table height. She then slumped down in her chair a bit.

"I disagree." Paula countered. "I think it's all about effort. Make no mistake, by the end of the night Gretchen will be sore, panting, and wet; but she'll still be ready to go the next day."

Gretchen threw her fork down.

"That's it." she said. "I'm outta here. I'll be at home."

Paula and Natalie looked at her blankly.

Nina got up from her chair.

"I'll...uh..I'll go with her!" she declared.

The two busty teens hurried out to the living room, and then headed out the front door covering their faces as if trying to shield them from embarrassment.

"Goodness." Paula said. "I wonder what's gotten into those two?"

"Never you mind." Natalie said, putting down the glass she was drinking from. "Now that they're gone we can talk about more...grown up things."

She threw her hair back and put her elbow on the table. She then leaned her head into her hand and smiled at Coach Blue.

Paula stood up.

"Nat? Can I see you in the kitchen, please?"

"Sure." she said. "This will just take a minute." she told Coach Blue.

"What are you doing?" Paula asked her friend as soon as they were out of earshot.

"What?" Natalie said.

"You're flirting!" Paula accused.

"I am not." Natalie replied. "But look. Let's say I was...I mean, we've got to keep him busy until tomorrow anyway, right?"

"Well...yeah...but not like that!"

"Why not?" Natalie said.

"Because it's just not...not...me!" Paula stated.

"You're not doing it for you. We're doing this for our daughters." Natalie said.

"I...I don't know." Paula replied.

"Look." Natalie said. "How do you know when the drug's worn off?"

Paula paused for a bit.

"Well." she said. "The patient will exhibit an abnormally large amount of semen, at which point the pheromones will set in and-"

"Blah blah blah." Natalie interrupted. "Look. The point is, it could wear off and we wouldn't even know it!"

"I told you." Paula reiterated. "It should wear off by Monday."

"But what if it doesn't?" Natalie asked of her. "What if Monday rolls around and that thing is still in his system? We can't have a horny bastard of a man like that running free without any control. And with our daughters no less! And it's not just our daughters, either. Every girl on the basketball team. Do you think he's gonna have the will power to not succumb to temptation when there are twenty big-breasted teenage girls bouncing around just for him?"

"You're being melodramatic." Paula said. "You said yourself and I quote 'He'll be in such a hurry to take his pants off, and even more of a hurry to spend himself.'"

"Okay." Natalie responded. "Maybe I did say that. But you were the one stressing how vital this is. And maybe it's just me...but I really feel like if we don't do this...he can upset this community."

"Oh my gosh!" Paula said, pointing at her friend. "You're worried about Nina!"

Natalie placed her hand on her chest and stepped back, looking at Paula in awe.

"Guh! I am not!" she said.

"Nope. You are! I can see it. All of a sudden little miss 'street boobs' can't hang? I understand completely, Nat. I feel for you."

She reached out to give her friend a hug, but Natalie pulled away.

"That's not funny." she said.

"Okay. Fine." Paula caved. "What do you suggest?"

Natalie gave her friend a very serious look.

"A proper welcome." she said.

For a while, they were both silent. Paula looked deep into her friend's eyes.

"It has been a while, hasn't it?"

"Yeah." Natalie said.

"You'd better call Nina and tell her to stay at my place." Paula urged, taking a step back towards the kitchen.

"Paula!" Natalie stopped her. "Are we sure?"

"Positive." Paula responded.

* * * * * * *

Coach Blue was sitting alone in the kitchen, thinking about whose tits were bigger -- Nina's or her mom's -- when Paula walked in. Alone.

"Coach." she said. "Come join me in the living room, please." 

Coach Blue was a little confused. But he did as she requested and sat down on the couch yet again.

Paula stood in front of him. She took off her glasses and let her hair down. She then closed her eyes and swirled her head in a circular motion so her hair flew around wildly. As she did this, she bent her knees and stuck out her ass a little.

Coach Blue was now even more confused.

"Miss...Swanson?" he asked.

Paula raised up and planted her feet firmly on the floor, locking eyes with Coach Blue as she did so. 

"Steven." she said, reaching up to cup her enormous breasts, "Call me Paula."

Coach Blue watched as she danced and kneaded her big tits.

"Yes ma'am!" he said.

Paula smiled at him, then walked over and sat down next to him on the couch. She picked up his hands and placed them on each of her big jugs.

"Oh my God!" Coach Blue moaned as he kneaded them. He had wanted to feel up Paula's pillows since he first laid eyes on them. Now that he was finally doing it, it was hard to believe. 

His eyes bugged out as he kneaded them through her shirt and bra. As he was working them, some of the buttons came undone. Paula helped to unbutton the rest. As soon as the shirt was off, Coach Blue tried to bury his head in her cleavage, though her black bra managed to provide an obstacle. Still, Coach Blue loved how the tops of her tits felt as he mashed his face on them. Her titflesh was so smooth, and did his best to devour them through her bra.

Paula helped by arching her back, offering more of her massive mams to the horny coach. Coach Blue wrapped his arms around her waist. He was kissing her left jug when he felt someone sit down beside him. He immediately recognized Natalie as he turned his head to be face to face with her fully clothed knockers.

"Consider this your welcoming committee." Paula said, as the coach finally took his mouth off her chest.

Just as he was about to begin unbuttoning Natalie's blouse, the busty milf brunette arched her back hard, sticking it out as fast as she could. Her massive hooters pressed against her bra and blouse, and Coach Blue's face was met with an array of buttons. Five buttons snapped off of her blouse and flew in every direction possible.

"Oh my God!" Coach Blue exclaimed yet again.

Natalie had just unbuttoned her own blouse without so much as a single hand. Her bra covered boobs simply did the work for her. 

She giggled at Coach Blue's response.

"Paula told me about your little 'button-popping' encounter at the store today, so I just thought you would like that."

"I love it!" Coach Blue said, as he buried his face in the newly exposed cleavage.

Natalie moaned as he attacked her boobs through her bra.

Paula was busy taking off the rest of her shirt, and her jacket as well leaving only her bra on her upper body. Natalie began to take off her own blouse (or what was left of it anyway) as Coach Blue mauled her melons. After about ten minutes of Coach Blue switching back and forth between the busty babes, they stood up and faced each other.

Paula wrapped her arms around Natalie's waist and stepped close to her, their bras touched and Coach Blue's dick became instantly hard. The next items to touch were there lips; the two busty beauties engaged in a very wet kiss as Paula managed to undo her friend's skirt. When the kiss was over Paula let go of the skirt and it fell to the ground, revealing Natalie's black thong.

"Cute!" Paula exclaimed, looking at her underwear.

"Thank you." Natalie smile back. "Now turn around. Let me do you."

Paula turned so that her back was facing Coach Blue, who was sitting back massaging himself through his jeans. Natalie undid her short skirt and tried to pull it down, but ran into trouble as Paula's big buns threatened to rip the material. She didn't have a big butt; the skirt was simple too tight. Paula stood up straight and wiggled around a little bit, allowing her friend to pull the skirt completely down.

As Paula stepped out of her skirt she and Natalie hugged each other again and began to make out. Now that the two beauties were wearing only their underwear and high heels (Paula was also wearing white pantyhose) Coach Blue could tell that Paula's underwear wasn't black, but a very dark purple. He found this to be extremely sexy as he molested himself.

The two women from Breastford smiled at each other and giggled as they looked each other over. They were very giddy in there movements, at times causing themselves to shake possibly from anticipation, which made their big boobs bounce under their bras and Coach Blue's dick to throb.

He was amazed at the size of their breasts. Each woman had to weigh less than 120 lbs, but their boobs were extremely massive for such small frames. He guessed each woman to be a double D, and he couldn't wait to get his hands on both sets.

"How about losing those bras?" Coach Blue asked.

Paula stopped and gave Coach Blue a look of fake offense. 

"Natalie!" she exclaimed. "Did you head that?"

Natalie was busy feeling Paula's bra cups. She now stopped and looked at Coach Blue.

"I sure did, Paula." she said.

"It sounds like someone is being a little bossy..." Paula said, hugging her busty friend close to her.

"Hm." Natalie responded. "I guess if he doesn't appreciate this little welcome, he can just go."

"No!" Coach Blue said, standing up. "I'm sorry. I just meant...you ladies are just so beautiful..."

Natalie threw her long brown hair back as Paula gave a small laugh.

"Sit down, boy." Paula said. She gestured with her left hand for him to sit down. Coach Blue sat.

She and Natalie reached around each other and unhooked each other's bras.

"Are these what you want?" Paula asked, as she and Natalie each pulled their own bras off.

"Wow." Coach Blue said in awe as both pairs of tits came into view.

They were amazing! Both sets were very big, very round, and very firm. It seemed as if they were denying all laws of physics as they showed no signs of sag. Each woman had small nipples, but Natalie's areolas were slightly puffier than Paulas. The bumps that surrounded Paula's areolas were more visible than her friend's.

Coach Blue resisted the urge to stroke himself fast, as he didn't want to be gone too soon. He had never had sex with two women before in his entire life. Had it been just one, average looking woman he might have been able to resist and stay faithful to his wife. But two women? And two women like Paula Swanson and Natalie Knockers? He would get divorced for this; without hesitation. He didn't even have to think twice.

He watched as the two very busty, very topless women kneaded each of their racks in their own hands. They held them out to him, as if they wanted him to judge who had the better pair. Then they brought their chests together and squished their massive tits into each other, nipple to nipple. The women giggled as each felt the others boobs on her own. 

They began to buck back and forth; each woman humping the other woman's tits with her own. They shook their chests from side to side, causing their massive hooters to slap against each other. Paula placed her big boobs on top of her friend's awesome rack. Natalie began to bounce her melons up and down, causing Paula's huge tits to slap her face. She licked at them and tried to get her nipples into her mouth.

After a while, they switched. Natalie now had her own pair on Paula's, and it was Paula now trying to catch Natalie's tits in her mouth.

"Oh wow..." Coach Blue moaned as he watched the busty display. He had his pants unbuttoned and was now starting to unzip them.

"Ooo I think someone is ready for us." Natalie said.

"Better not keep him waiting." Paula replied.

Both women now looked at him and walked over. They sat down on either side of him and took over the job of getting his pants off for him.

"Oh man..." Coach Blue said. As he wrapped his hand around each of their small waists. He hadn't realized his hands were now free to do other things.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 05



His right hand traveled up Paula's back and brought her closer to him. Her massive tits collided with his face and he immediately began to lick at them.

"Yes!" he moaned from Paula's cleavage as he began to shake his head from side to side.

"Oh Steven!" Paula said as he captured one of her nipples in his mouth.

Coach Blue reached up to cup both of her big jugs as he feasted on them. He bounced them in his hands, savoring the feeling of her wonderful titflesh and feeling their full weight. He squeezed and kneaded them as he moaned from inside her big rack. 

When he finally came out for air he was face to face with Natalie's knockers. She shook them from side to side and batted his face with them. 

"Ohhh..." moaned the horny coach.

Paula wrapped her big boulderss around the coach's head as best she could, as Natalie continued to beat his face with her gorgeous rack. Now, Coach Blue's face was being mauled by both pairs of hooters. Paula began to work her tits up and down his face, tittyfucking him. Natalie did the same thing on the other side.

Coach Blue was in a state of total ecstasy as he feasted on both pairs of melons. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" he moaned from between their big racks. "Tits...tits....wonderful tits..."

Both women were getting wet as they nursed the coach with their huge melons like a newborn baby.

Coach Blue took Natale's pair in his eager hands as he sucked on Paula's. Natalie then grabbed his head and clutched her to her bosom, and he immediately began to nurse on her melons. His hands instinctively reached up to cup and squeeze Paula's big pillows.

Paula got down on her knees and managed to pull his pants down. Coach Blue was still sucking on one of Natalie's big jugs, but he took an eye off of her to watch Paula.

Natalie watched as Paula pulled his pants completely off, and his thick cock sprang free, hard as a rock. Paula immediately grabbed it with both hands and began to stroke it.

"Oh fuuuck." Coach Blue said into Natalie's rack.

"That's it, baby." Natalie said, clutching him harder to her big bosom. "Enjoy."

Paula stroked his cock for a minute or two before leaning down and licking the tip. 

"Oh God!" Coach Blue moaned as he felt Paula's tongue on his cock. "That' feels so good, Paula!"

Paula swirled her tongue around the head like a lollipop. Next, she stopped and brought her lips down over it. She closed them around half his length tightly and began to bob up and down, swirling her tongue around as she did so.

Coach Blue almost came. Her mouth was so hot...

She stroked what was left of his shaft as she sucked him off. After a while, she released him from her lips and started jerking him off. She climbed back on the couch next to Coach Blue as Natale released him from her cleavage. Natalie took Paula's place at the coach's knees, and Paula took up Natalie's job of nursing the coach with her juicy jugs.

Coach Blue immediately latched on to one of Paula's big jugs as Natalie engulfed his rod into her hot mouth. She bobbed up and down a lot faster than Paula, and she was a bit more sloppy, but he liked sloppy. Saliva drizzled down from her mouth all down his length as she sucked him off.

Paula brushed some hair out of her face and chest, giving the coach better access to her jugs as she watched her busty friend give him a blowjob. This was turning her on quite a bit; and she had no doubt that Natalie was enjoying it as well.

Natalie cupped the coach's balls the same way he had cupped her big tits as she bobbed up and down on his thick rod. Coach Blue thought that felt amazing. He squeezed Paula's awesome boobs in his hands as he received a blowjob from her busty friend.

Natalie finally ran out of breath and took the coach's cock out of her mouth. Precum began to leak out of it and trailed his pole around her lips as if it were lipstick. 

"It's so big!" she said, winking at him.

Paula joined her busty friend down at the coach's knees (no easy feat; their chests were so big that they pressed and squished into each other, and the coach's legs, as they each managed to get comfortable).

Coach Blue moaned as both busty babes began to go to work on his cock with their mouths. They looked up at him as their tongues slid up and down each side of his thick meat. Paula took half his length into her mouth again as Natalie licked whatever she couldn't. They switched back and forth, sharing time with his hard rod.

"Oh shit yeah!" Coach Blue moaned as he threw his head back and enjoyed the feeling. They each had kissed his shaft from the base all the way to tip of his cockhead and they were now engaged in a very hot makout session with his dick wedged between them. They kissed and licked his rod, occasionaly kissing and licking each other as they did so. Coach Blue put his hands on each of their heads and ran his fingers through their long, brown hair.

Natalie took as much as she could into her mouth. Coach Blue used his left hand to force her mouth further down his length. Then he began to buck his hips up, shoving even more of him down her throat. The busty milf started to gag and choke as she was face-fucked by the big coach. She could taste the saltiness of his precum and did his best to swallow what she could of it, the rest drizzled down him along with her own saliva.

After a few minutes of this, Paula took him into her mouth. Coach Blue took her by the head and began to fuck her face. His dick slid into her mouth hard and fast. Natalie bent down and began to lick his balls as her friend gave him a blowjob. Paula let him use her mouth for a few minutes before forcing him to stop so she could breathe better.

The two busty milfs each put a hand on his cock and a hand on his balls and proceeded in a short double-handjob. The giggled at each other as they stroked him. Paula put his dick in her mouth and forced it against the inside of her cheek until it popped out. Natalie then took it into her hands and began to slap her face with it, rubbing it over every inch of her pretty face.

"Wow." Coach Blue said, standing up. "You babes are something else!"

Paula and Natalie giggled, then let go of him so they could move back a little on their knees, allowing the coach enough room to stand up. 

He placed his hands behind his back; his hard dick pointed straight out between the two beautiful women's faces.

They immediately began to lick both sides of his thick rod. They let their tongues slide all over his length, as if they were bathing him with their tongues. Coach Blue began to thrust his hips forward as they licked him. His rod began to slide between their mouths and faces.

"Ohh..." Paula moaned. She took his head into her mouth and allowed the coach to face fuck her again.

"Oh yeah!" Coach Blue said as he slid into Paula's mouth.

Natalie reached between her friend's legs and fingered her clit as she sucked on the coach's big dick. Paula was getting wet from all the blowing, and Natalie was taking advantage of that.

"Oh God!" Paula screamed, finally taking the coach's prick out of her mouth.

She took it in her hand and started to slap her big tits with it. Her huge melons jiggled with each and every slap of the coach's hard fuck stick. She swirled the head around her nipple, then switched to her other breast and did the other nipple. Precum leaked out and drizzled down her busty melons.

"Oh fuuuuuck!" Coach Blue said. "That feels so....good!"

Paula handed his penis over to Natalie, who took it and began giving her rack the same treatment. Her boobs jiggled the same way Paula's had, and Coach Blue was loving every minute of it. The living room was filled with the sounds of Coach Blue's penis slapping both pairs of tits as the girls took turns dickslapping each other's huge jugs.

"Ohhh!" Coach Blue moaned. "Come here!" he said, taking hold of Paula's tits on either side.

He pulled her around him to the couch and forced her to lie on her back. As soon as she was horizontal he mounted her. Paula had just enough time to position her legs and get comfortable just before she felt the rock hard rod of Coach Blue slap her cleavage.

"Oh my!" Paula exclaimed as Coach Blue forced his penis into her cleavage. Paula's tits were so massive he was able to fully engulf his length in her glorious titflesh. 

Paula had thought that he would take this slow and savor it, but the coach was so eager to titfuck her that he was bucking his hips furiously. At this rate, she thought, he would be gone in no time. And that was perfectly fine with her.

"Aaaaahh shit yeah!" Coach Blue moaned as he slid his member between Paula's pillows. "Nice...big, big...boobs..."

Paula gripped her tits from the side as the coach fucked them. Natalie, who had been watching the tit-fuck, now positioned herself on the floor next to Paula on the couch. She replaced Paula's hands on her big tits with her own, and held them in place for her. 

Paula was on the verge of orgasm. She had been holding her tits in place to keep them from bouncing around so much, but now Natalie had taken to bouncing them even more to increase the sensation of the titjob.

"Fuck yeah..." Coach Blue said. He prick had been throbbing for Paula's tits since he had first seen her in that blue v-neck. Now that he was finally fucking her massive melons he didn't want to stop. 

He couldn't believe it. Not only was he fucking Paula's tits, but her busty friend was holding them in place for her! He glanced over at Natalie's big, juicy knockers. She had positioned herself so that they were pressing into Paula's face as she held her boobs for her. The thought of sliding his dick between, not one, but two pairs of big boobs in one night was almost more than he could take. 

Natalie locked eyes with Coach Blue as he banged her friend's busty boobs.

"What are you thinking, Coach?" she asked, seductively. "You want to slide that hard dick between my big boobs as well?"

"Oh god YES!" Coach Blue yelled as he felt Paula's tongue lash out and lick the head of his dick as it protruded from her cleavage.

"You're gonna have to cum all over my friend's big jugs first, Stud. Can you handle that?"

"Yes, yes YES!" Coach Blue moaned. He was so close to climax; he hoped Paula (and her big tits) were ready for one hell of a load.

Natalie spurred on.

"Think you have what it takes to handle two busty women tonight?" 

"Oh yeah!" Coach Blue moaned.

"Then c'mon, Stud. What are you waiting for? Fuck these big tits! If you want to slide that cock of yours between two pairs of big, beautiful, busty melons then you're gonna have to give these boobs a good banging."

"Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhh yeah!" Paula moaned as Coach Blue fucked her jugs.

Coach Blue reached over to fondle Natalie's huge tits as they dangled down over Paula's face. She began to moan as loud as Paula.

"Oh God! Fuck yeah! Big, beautiful tits!" she said.

"Yes!" Coach Blue yelled. He couldn't hold out any longer.

"Fuuuuuck!" he moaned. "I'm gonna shoot!"

"Shoot it!" Paula yelled back.

"Yeah Coach!" Natalie encouraged. "Shoot that hot load all over Paula's big jugs!"

"Aaahhh!" Coach Blue moaned in relief as he finally erupted from between Paula's tits.

The tittyfucking also proved to be too much for Paula, as she also began to climax. She came hard and left a huge wet spot on Natalie's couch. 

"Oh!" she shouted as her face got hit with a sharp blast of cum. It hit her right beside her nose, just under her eye. She barely had time to breathe before another blast hit her on the forehead and drizzled down. She felt his dick cock itself between her big juggs and knew that he wasn't finished yet. He shot several more spurts rapid fire, hitting her in the face several times.

Coach Blue continued to fuck her tits as he exploded. Many of the blasts got trapped in her cleavage, never seeing daylight, and even more flew out from Paula's cleavage only to land back on her massive tits.

"Aaah...aahhhh..." he moaned in relief. He grabbed her massive jugs and held them in place while he humped just a few more times, making sure every last drop was squeezed out. Once he had finished he pulled out and began to slap her nipples with it. Paula's tits jiggled as he slapped them, and they glistened from his massive cum load. 

Paula breathed hard as she tried to catch her breath while the coach dickslapped her big melons. Natalie leaned down and proceeded to lick all of his seed off them, not missing a spot, making sure they were clean as a whistle. She also cleaned up Paula's face, and the two kissed briefly as Coach Blue enjoyed the sight and the sensation of his penis on Paula's giant boobs.

When they were finished Paula got up and pulled her legs out from the spent coach, forcing him to sit back down. Natalie came around and went straight to her knees in front of him. She began to lick and lap the cum that was left on his pole. Coach Blue took her by the head with his left hand and forced her mouth down on it. 

Natalie's mouth was like velvet. Coach Blue's cock slid into her mouth like a glove, Natalie was enjoying the taste of his cum. She did her best to attack his rod with her tongue as she bobbed up and down on it. Coach Blue reached over to Paula with his right hand and began to fondle her big funbags, which were dry by now. 

"Oh man Paula. Your tits are so fucking big. They felt great wrapped around my cock." he said.

Natalie began to gag between his knees as she felt Coach Blue's cock expanding inside her mouth. Coach Blue took his other hand off her head and cupped one of her big jugs as she gagged on his dick. Her titflesh was so soft and spongy it overflowed over his hand.

"You're friend Natalie has some big ones, too." he said.

Paula got down on the floor next to her friend. Natalie took his dick out of her mouth and swirled it around her lips, and ended with a kiss on his cockhead. Paula also kissed it, then the two made out with the head of his cock for a few minutes before Natalie let Paula take it into her mouth. 

"Are you ready for phase two?" she asked, pulling his cock out of Paula's eager mouth. 

"God yes!" Coach Blue replied.

The ladies each smiled at him as Natalie lifted her heavy hooters up with both hands and placed them on the coach's thighs. Paula got behind her and helped her hold her big jugs. Natalie took the coach's aching dick and carefully wedged it between her massive breasts.

"Oh!" she moaned, as she felt his cock throbbing and pulsing against her breast-flesh. "God yes, right there!"

Paula slowly wrapped the coach's cock in her friend's big jugs from behind. Natalie cupped her hands with her own, and the two women began to jerk the coach with her big hooters.

"Oh fuck! Natalie! Your tits!" Coach Blue moaned. The women were bouncing her big boobs up and down on his aching cock, he could see the head poke out of her cleavage with each and every bounce. 

"Mhm. What about them, Stud?" Natalie asked, smiling as the coach's cock slid between her massive melons. "Aren't they big?"

"Fuck yes!" Coach Blue moaned. Paula was looking at him from over her friend's shoulder and giving him a very naughty smile as she bounced Natalie's jugs up and down on his rod.

"They're 36DD." Natalie cooed. "And they've been begging for a cock to bounce on."

"Oh man oh man!" Coach Blue moaned. Paula was leaning way over her friend. She had placed her mouth just above the valley of her mountainous breasts. Each time the head of his cock appeared from between Natalie's melons Paula's mouth was there waiting. 

Natalie leaned her head back so Paula could get a little more room over her massive jugs. Coach Blue was now thrusting into Natalie's cleavage as he was being jerked, trying to fuck those giant boobs and get his cock sucked at the same time. 

He thrusted his dick into Natalie cleavage hard, and kept it there steady so that Paula could suck him while his shaft was surround by Natalie's giant orbs. He was in heaven. He was titfucking one busty slut while another one sucked him off. He wasn't sure how much longer he could last.

Natalie noticed him struggling to hold in his load, and as soon as Paula took her mouth off his cock (and her cleavage), she took this opportunity to spur the coach on with some more dirty talk.

"Doesn't Paula have nice boobs?" she asked, grabbing her friend's big tits.

"Yeah!" Coach Blue said. He had now grabbed Natalie jugs and was using them to jerk himself off. Natalie took one of Paula's giant tits into her mouth and sucked on it. Then she flicked her tongue at her hard nipple.

"Mmm. They taste so good!" Natalie said, as Coach Blue fucked her tits. "How big are they, hun?"

"36DD." Paula answered, winking at Coach Blue.

"Oh..." Natalie responded. "Hear that, Coach? You've been playing with double D's all night."

"Oh fuck!" Coach Blue said. Precum had started to ooze out of his dick. It drizzled down on to Natalie's heavenly hooters and into her cleavage.

Paula saw this and resumed her positioned behind her friend. Her big tits pressed into Natalie back as she grabbed Natalie's knockers, forcing her to get as much of Coach Blue's dick between her tits as possible. Both women now grabbed Natalie's boobs and began to bounce them up and down the coach's dick furiously, using the precum as lubricant.

"Oh! Oh! God! Yes! Faster!" Natalie moaned.

Her tits were glistening with precum, and she could feel his balls rubbing up against her chest as she bucked it up and down, trying to get the coach off with her big balloons.

Her tits became a blur on his dick as Paula used the precum to bounce them even faster. They were almost completely around his dick nipple to nipple. She had been leaning over her friend's shoulder. Natalie had been moaning just a few centimeters from Paula's mouth. They now brought their mouths together and kissed as they continued to give the coach a busty titjob.

Coach Blue watched the two slutty, big titted women make out as he fucked Natalie's big jugs, and he felt his balls tighten. Natalie also felt this and she pulled her mouth away from Paula's to give the coach one final nudge.

"Oh Coach! Your dick is so hard...how do my titties feel? Nice and big? Soft?"

"Oh fuck!" shouted Coach Blue.

"That's right. Fuck them! Slide your boner between my massive melons and fuck these big juggs! Spray your hot load all over these double D's!"

Coach Blue looked over at Paula while Natalie was encouraging him. She smiled and winked at him over her shoulder. He couldn't take it anymore. 

His cock erupted like a volcano from between Natalie's big mountains. They continued to bounce them up and down as he came. Both women got hit in the face several times. Stream after stream of hot jizz shot out from between Natalie's knockers like a fountain, and both women stuck their tongues out and tried to catch as much as they could in their mouths, like two young girls playing in the rain.

Natalie felt his cock throb against her giant hooters. She felt it throb against her flesh. She felt his dick cock itself again and again and again...like a cannon going off in her cleavage. The force was so great that each time it pulsed against her titflesh it caused her entire rack to jiggle. And it also caused her to cum, all over her floor.

The two busty women kissed each other again, their faces covered in cum this time, as the coach's final squirts managed to hit them on the cheeks.

"Mmm..." Natalie moaned into her busty friend's mouth.

They broke the kiss and Paula leaned down to clean the tip of his cock and the tops of Natalie's breasts. Natalie then leaned her own head down and tried to clean up as well. Coach Blue kept the head of his cock sticking out of her cleavage so the two women could clean it off. 

As Paula licked his the rest of the coach's seed off her busty friend, Natalie looked at Coach Blue.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 05



"How was that, Stud?" she asked.

Paula looked at him and smiled as she purged on with her tongue-cleaning.

"Wow!" Coach Blue said, catching his breath. "You ladies sure know how to treat a guest."

Natalie pulled his dick out from between her hooters and gave it a quick sucking.

"Mhmhm..." she said, taking it out of her mouth. "Let's take this to the bedroom." she said, looking at Paula.

"Mmkay." Paula said, giving the coach's cock one last tongue flick.

The two women got up and walked over to the hallway, where they turned and gestured for Coach Blue to follow.

Coach Blue gazed at the two beautiful, busty brunettes practically pleading for him to come with; like two sexy sirens that didn't even have to use their voices. Rather, all it took was one look at their perfect breasts. He got up, in a daze, and floated towards them.

Once in the bedroom, Paula pushed him down on the bed. They were immediately on him, lapping at his face and neck like hungry cats at a bowl of milk. He wrapped his arms around them and rubbed their backs, occasionally moving his hands to their chests to cup and squeeze their big...assets.

As he felt them up, his manhood began to set in. Paula glanced down and saw it rising between his legs. She put her hands on his chest and pushed herself up on her knees as Natalie kissed his neck. She then threw a leg over his body and mounted him.

She sat there on her knees, his penis pressed up against her mound.

Natalie took his head and pressed her boobs up against it, letting him suck on them once more. Coach Blue moaned into them as he felt they're warmth. 

"Are you ready?" Natalie asked of him.

"Yeah..." he moaned from between her jugs. He managed to glance over Natalie's mountainous tits to Paula, who was still sitting on top of him.

"Then saddle up, cowboy." she said. "Because you're in for the ride of your life."



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 06



"So like...what do you think they're doing?" Nina asked.

She was sitting on the edge of Gretchen's bed, painting her toenails. She was still wearing the same white tank top from earlier, however, there was no bra underneath. She also wore a pair of pajama bottoms that read "Princess" on them; Gretchen had let her borrow them for the night.

Gretchen was lying on her stomach at the head of her bed, flipping through a magazine. She, too, wore a pair of pj's and a tank top. The force of her 36D breasts caused the tanktop to stretch out and squish into the mattress of her soft bed. However, the busty boobs of her friend Nina Knockers made her 36Ds look more like Bs.

"I don't know." she answered.

"You know what I think?" Nina asked, looking at Gretchen.

Gretchen was completely engrossed in her magazine.

"What?" she said.

Nina stopped clipping her nails to ensure that she got this next part right.

"Brooke was online the other day...and she said that her mom had forgotten to log out."

"So?" Gretchen asked, nonchalantly.

"So she went into her account and surfed the Internet...without restrictions."

Gretchen turned around and looked at Nina.

"Ohhh." she said, understanding. "And?"

"Well..." Nina replied. "She said that she was on this site, it showed men and women doing things to each other."

"Oh." Gretchen said, turning back around. "I've already told you about all the things I've done. What's the big deal?"

Nina looked at her, sternly.

"She said...that there was...a lot."

Gretchen turned around again.

"So?"

"You don't think that's weird?" Nina asked, eying her friend.

"Yeah I do..." Gretchen responded. "But I'm not gonna dwell on it either."

"Yeah. But it's different for me."

Gretchen looked at her friend. She knew exactly what she was talking about. Her boobs were so big that they increased her pheromone level grossly, as they did with all other women in Breastford. Gretchen's pair of 36Ds increased her pheromones somewhat, but they paled in comparison to Nina's, or any other big breasted woman in Breastford for that matter. The pheromones of the other women seemed to cancel hers out.

"What's your point?" she asked her.

Nina looked at her with a look of seriousness.

"What if our moms are lying to us?" she asked.

"That's not likely." Gretchen stated.

"How do you know?"

"I don't know." Gretchen said. "But why would they?"

Nina went back to painting her nails.

"I don't know." she said. "To protect us?"

"From what?"

"Hm." Nina replied. "Or maybe...they know things about men that we don't know."

"Like what?" Gretchen asked.

"Well I don't know, smart one." Nina replied. 

"Nina," Gretchen said. "This town has lots of guys in it. They're just...guys."

"No." Nina said. "They're not. Or...maybe they are. I don't know. All I know is that the guys Brooke saw online are not like the guys here in Breastford. They're real guys."

"What do you mean...real guys?" Gretchen asked.

"You know..." Nina began. "Hunky guys. Studs. Guys who can keep it up longer than a minute. Guys that have big, beautiful, hard, drooling..."

"Okay! I get the picture." Gretchen stopped her. "Nina, that's the Internet. Those are movies. In real life guys cum as soon as they look at your breasts."

"But not yours." Nina said, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah...well...don't rub it in." Gretchen said.

Nina sighed. This was somewhat of an awkward conversation. In Breastford, women judged each other by how fast they could make men cum. The bigger the boobs, the higher the pheromones in the woman, and therefore the faster the man would cum. As a result, the women with the biggest boobs were often admired above the rest. But there were exceptions. Nina, for example, had the record for making guys cum the fastest among her friends, but she didn't have the biggest rack. Still, her friends acknowledged her as their busty queen.

Because of this, Nina and Gretchen were on opposite sides of the spectrum. It was this reason that Nina had decided to befriend Gretchen in the first place. 

Lately, Nina had this undying suspicion that something just wasn't right. No one else seemed to notice this. With her friends it was all about being giddy, bouncy, and just happy in general. But for Nina, life had taken a more serious turn. It was the men.

The men in Breastford all had this same, zombie-like nature to them. However, Nina had noticed that they hadn't started out this way. They gradually took on this form over time. Many of the men in town seemed sick, so much so that no one gave it a second thought anymore.

And when a man died they were told it was because he was sick, perhaps dehydrated. As for the ones that drifted into town or were brought there by a woman, they seemed to absorb the process quicker than the others. This, along with deaths, was a common occurrence; and had been happening so much lately that men seemed to go and come all the time.

But they rarely stayed.

They were told that some men just up and left. Stories were circulated through the town's youths as to why these men never stayed, or how they ever managed to leave, or what happened to them in general once they served their purpose. Only a handful of people in Breastford knew the truth.

Breastford was run by a city council. They were often jokingly referred to as the "Cantaloupe Committee" being that it was mostly comprised of the bustiest women in town. These were the women who decided what was best for the town, and who. Both Paula Swanson and Natalie Knockers were on the committee.

It had been a priority of the Cantaloupe Committee to keep outsiders to a minimum, especially men. And for reasons unbeknownst to the town's youth they had also convinced most of the women in town to keep information about sex to a minimum. This meant that among the town's teenage population only a few of the girls even knew about sex.

Granted, most of them had a general idea. But for the most part, hardly any of them had even seen a penis. There were those, like Gretchen and Nina, who tried to tell others about what they knew. Gretchen had even managed to set up a "private peepshow" at the store on a few occasions. She would coax the lucky male customers into doing something sexual while her friends watched, or she would take the video tape from the security camera and show it to them.

This started out strictly with girls who worked at the store, but it soon spread among a few others. All of them were curious about men. Over time, some of the girls decided to participate by teasing and seeing just how far the male customers could go. Many of them would get to feel what a hard penis felt like in their hands, but sadly the poor guys would never last after that, and the girls could never go any further.

Some of them tried to put their mouths around it, sometimes at the request of the customer, but of course they were rewarded with a facial just centimeters away. Gretchen was the only girl who had managed to go so far as a blowjob, being that her pheromones and breasts were at a disadvantage to the other girls, but Nina was infamous for never even touching a penis.

These events gradually achieved the status of a game, with Nina priding herself in the fact that she didn't even have to touch a man to make him cum. She had even made a man wet himself just by giving him a seductive look (fully clothed, mind you). Nina thought of herself and her friends as a queen among peasants, and indeed many of the girls saw her as such. They often tried to mimic her in their attitudes and actions, but to no avail; Nina was simply undisputed.

But the life of a queen could get lonely. Nina was also infamous for her antics. She had tried often to get a hold of a man's penis before he spent himself, but always with the same results. 

She once had Gretchen work a man's pants off for her, then as soon as she did, Nina jumped out and tried to grab hold of his long, beautiful rod. The man saw Nina's bouncing breasts coming right at him and exploded in a second. He blew a load so bad he would not be hard again for days, although the girls would never know this. 

They did, however, know that when a man spent himself in Breastford, he would not be hard again for quite some time. There were those that tried to hold their own, if nothing else just so they could get a chance at some of the biggest boobs they had ever seen. But the ones who were foolish enough to try would often cum, virtually, nonstop. This would cause a lot of problems with sexual exhaustion and dehydration, often resulting in death. If a man wasn't here two days ago, but was here yesterday and isn't here today, it was automatically assumed that he was dead. This was a common occurrence. 

Nina herself had caused more deaths than any other girl in Breastford, so it was thought. The first time this happened was during a "contest" of who could make a guy cum the most. Many of the girls managed to make a guy spew decent amounts of sperm, but nothing exceptional. When Nina's turn came around, she had the guy sit a few feet away from her, unzip, and stroke himself (it took forever to find a guy who could hold his own in Nina's presence). Then she quickly lifted up her tank top, exposing her full breasts. 

Upon seeing them, the guy had pointed his cock up towards her breasts and unleashed the biggest load in Breastford history. Nina's friends watched on in awe as the guy shot stream after stream of cum from his thick rod, with the force of a fire hose. His penis acted as a cannon; it flew a good distance to Nina's waiting chest. She moved her massive chesticles around from side to side and bounced them around as if she were being blasted by a water hose in a wet t-shirt contest. 

Her friends could only watch as the guy moved his cum cannon up and down, trying his best to hit Nina in the face as well as her big chest. For a while, it looked as though he couldn't decide where to aim. But it was soon made evident that the guy was having a spasm of some sort. Nina had to turn her head as the cumshots hit her directly on the face; they now hit her on the cheek. She then felt squirt after squirt on her bare boobs, and was almost pushed back by their power. When it was over Nina looked as though she had walked into a rainstorm, but instead of water it had been raining jizz. As for the guy, it was soon made clear that he had died.

Or so the story went. 

It seemed that each time someone recalled the event, more and more words were added. Nevertheless, after that, all of Nina's friends acknowledged her as the busty vixen she was. Word spread to some of the mothers in town as well and they, too, began to respect her.

Both Nina and Gretchen had found common ground with their interest in each other. Gretchen often wondered what it was like for Nina, being the young and busty bombshell of Breastford. Many of their mutual friends wondered the exact same thing. Nina was fully aware of this; but Gretchen had managed to hold Nina's attention in a way that set her apart from the rest of the herd.

Many of the girls saw Gretchen as an outcast, but Nina saw her as something different, something fresh and new. Nina's curiosity and excitement were often peaked by Gretchen's actions and words; but the other girls chose to keep their emotions at bay. 

It always amazed Nina how hard it was for people to accept a certain truth. They only shunned Gretchen because she was capable of doing things that they could not. But her reason often caught up with her. They also shunned her because of her breast size. If they chose to believe everything that was set before them, they would eventually have to compromise their own breast sizes as opposed to sexual endeavors, and their social statuses with it. Nina had ultimately decided that this was what kept her, along with most other girls in Breastford, from exploring the uncharted waters of sex. A world where breast size didn't matter was not a world she, or any other woman here, wanted to live in. 

As a result, Nina often teased Gretchen as did the other girls, though not as much. On top of that, she acknowledged Gretchen as a friend and a member of her circle, and the other girls had no choice but to follow their queen.

"So what did she see?" Gretchen asked.

"What?" Nina asked, confused.

"Brooke. What did she see on the Internet?"

"She tried to tell me..." Nina began. "But she ended up just babbling on."

"What do you mean?" Gretchen asked.

"I don't know." Nina replied. "She said it was hard to tell because the camera would like, zoom in, and all you could see was just a close up of gross, disgusting flesh."

"Did her mom get mad?" Gretchen asked.

"Yeah. She yelled at her for a while. She said she even followed her outside. I'm surprised you didn't hear. It's just right across the street."

"I'm a heavy sleeper." Gretchen said.

"So what do you think our mom's are doing?" Nina asked.

"Beats me." Gretchen said, hesitantly.

Nina heard the hesitation in her friend's voice. She looked at her solemnly.

"You don't think..."

Gretchen looked away from Nina, avoiding eye contact.

"Think what?" she asked.

"Nah." Nina said. "They're probably just talking about school or some other junk."

"Yeah." Gretchen said, turning back to her magazine.

After about ten minutes, Nina couldn't hold her curiosity in place any longer.

"I'm gonna go see." she said, getting up.

"No!" Gretchen said, blocking her path. "If they're having a meeting you could disturb them."

Nina rolled her eyes.

"Grow up." she said. "Like I care what the Cantaloupe Committee has to say. I'm probably going to be on it in a few years anyway."

"Yeah but..." Gretchen started. "If your mom gets mad she could keep you from playing ball."

"Look." Nina said. "I'm just gonna go over for a little bit. It's my house after all. And besides, no one will even know I'm there."

"Okay." Gretchen said, caving in. "Then I'm coming with you. Just to prove that they are NOT doing whatever you think they are doing."

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"OH GOD! Oh yes! Fuck me Steven! Fuck me!" shouted Paula Swanson as she bounced up and down on Coach Blue's dick.

Her enormous breasts were bouncing wildly as she bounced on top of him, much to Coach Blue's enjoyment. The sounds of moaning and boobs bouncing and flesh slapping flesh could be heard throughout the entire Knockers home.

Natalie Knockers sat on her knees next to her friend as she got plowed by the horny coach. She had one hand around her waist and the other at her mound, doing her best to finger her as Coach Blue's rod slid in and out of her tight little cunt. She locked eyes with her busty curly-haried friend, and soon the two locked lips.

Coach Blue reached up to grab Paula's luscious melons as she fucked him. Her tits were so big that the soft spongy flesh seemed to overflow in his hands. He took his left hand off of her rack and moved it to Natalie's, so he could feel both pairs of jugs. Natalie broke their kiss to smile down at Coach Blue.

"God yes! Fuck me!" Paula moaned. "Make my tits bounce!"

Natalie crawled over to Coach Blue's head and lowered her chest, smothering him in her titflesh. Coach Blue hungrily sucked on her massive orbs as Paula continued to impale herself on him again and again. He had his hands and mouth on one pair of tits while another luscious pair bounced up and down for his enjoyment. He was in Heaven.

Paula leaned forward along with her friend and kissed Coach Blue on the neck, his penis still throbbing and thrusting inside her. She leaned forward as much as she could so the tit-loving coach could have two big racks to bury his face in.

"Yes..." Coach Blue moaned into the chesty pairs before him.

Paula put her hands on his chest and pushed herself up, throwing back her brown hair as she did so.

"YES! YES!" she screamed.

Coach Blue was pleasantly surprised by her pillow talk. This was the most she had said since they began this little three-way. She was nothing like her daughter, Gretchen, who was more vocal in the sex department. What would Paula say if she knew that he knew that? He decided not to think about it and just enjoy the busty milfs.

Paula moaned and screamed even louder as she bucked her hips against him, shoving as much of him as she could into her. It was too much for her to handle; she came...hard. Her juices gushed out like a fountain all over Coach Blue, and Natalie's bed. Paula slowed her movements down as her orgasm came to an end. When it was over she bent down and kissed the satisfied coach. Next she climbed off of him and gestured to Natalie that it was her turn.

Natalie leaned over to suck on her friend's tits; Coach Blue did the same. Paula clutched both their faces to each of her big breasts, feeling their lips and tongues all over them. Natalie pulled away, letting Coach Blue have both of Paula's big jugs to himself. She mounted him the same way Paula had and slowly lowered herself on to his member. 

"Holy-!" Coach Blue said, as he entered Natalie's dark depths. He couldn't believe how unbelievably tight these women were. Both Paula and Natalie were tighter than any woman he'd even been inside. Granted, he hadn't been inside many. But he had had his share of tight ones.

His wife had been a virgin when they met. They had had sex all the time at the start of their relationship. But things quickly got old, and things quickly loosened up. But he guessed that now, Laura was probably tighter than she had been in years passed; being that they hadn't had sex in so long.

But unlike Paula and Natalie, she had never given birth. And yet here they were, tight as 16 year old virgins. All these thoughts mingled in his head into one big storm cloud as Natalie began to bounce on him. The storm raged for a few seconds until it finally calmed into a nice, refreshing rain. He now had a second wind.

"Oh fuck yeah!" he moaned as Natalie ground her hips into him.

Her massive funbags began to bounce wildly in front of him. She placed her hands on the bottom of his legs and leaned back. Her boobs were so big that Coach Blue could no longer see her face. He did, however, catch a few glimpses of the ceiling through her cleavage every now and then.

But his view was quickly obscured when Paula clutched him to her bosom. Coach Blue immediately latched on to one of her nipples and began sucking. He swirled his tongue around it for a moment, before stopping it and pressing it down. Her nipple pressed into her big boob as his tongue prodded it. Then he let his tongue go and the nipple sprang back out.

He nursed on Paula's mammoth titties like a newborn baby. Paula clutched him to her and slowly rocked back and forth, running her hand through his hair as she did so.

Meanwhile, Natalie was riding him like a mechanical bull. She would stop every now and then at the tip of his cock and rock back and forth, teasing him, before letting him go back inside her. Coach Blue thoroughly enjoyed it when she did that. The sight of her big boobies shaking back and forth as she did so might have had something to do with it.

"Fuuuuuuck!" Natalie shouted. "Ohhhh yeah..."

Coach Blue placed his hand around her waist and began to pull and push her accordingly. 

"Ohmygod..." she moaned. "Your dick is soooo big!"

"Thanks a lot." Coach Blue said, although it came out muffled as his face was being bombarded with Paula's big balloons.

"Fuck me fuck me!" Natalie chanted, throwing her head back and lifting her hands to her head.

Coach Blue couldn't believe this. It felt like a dream. Never in his wildest dreams, well perhaps his wildest, did he think that he would have a chance with two busty, slutty babes like these two. He smiled to himself, and Paula's sweaty cleavage, and reached up to cup Natalie's big knockers. With all their bouncing they were just begging to be fondled.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 06



Natalie cleared her throat a little.

"Hm. You like my big tits?"

Coach Blue moaned into Paula's cleavage, and Natalie took that to mean yes.

"Squeeze them." she said. "Watch them bounce."

She began to increase her pace, bucking her hips into him as fast as she could.

"Oh yeah! Fuck me! You're dick feels so good in my wet pussy."

Coach Blue was squeezing her big tits just as she suggested when he felt Natalie begin to shake and shiver slightly. Soon after, liquid came gushing out of her; and on to Coach Blue. Natalie moaned and continued to fuck him as she came. She placed her hands on his chest and gave a few more short thrusts as her climax came to an end. 

She ran her hands through her hair and bent to kiss Coach Blue's neck. Paula did the same. Coach Blue pulled both women close to him and the three of them engaged in a kiss.

*  *  *  *  *  *  *

"Ouch!" said Nina as she and Gretchen made their way down the street.

"What?" Gretchen asked.

"A pebble got lodged in between my toes."

"So pick your feet up when you walk." 

"Smart one." Nina muttered.

"Why didn't you just wear slippers like me?" Gretchen said, pointing to Nina's sandals.

"I had to let my nails dry." Nina said. "Anyway, I'm not going back for a pair of slippers. We're almost there."

Her house was just a few houses down. They made their way to the yard and walked up the driveway, trying their best to make sure they couldn't be seen from any windows.

"Look!" Nina said. "The only light on is in my mom's bedroom."

"I can't tell." Gretchen said, squinting at the window. "The curtains are closed."

"That's because it's only the lamp she keeps in the back corner. She has it for when she wants to read and stuff. It does a good job of lighting the room in a dim way. Plus she has thick curtains."

They made their way up the driveway, Nina leading the way. She stopped when they got to the sidewalk leading to the front door. 

"Wait..." she said. "Let's go in through the back."

Gretchen shrugged, and then turned on her heels and waited for Nina's lead. They made their way around the house and stepped on to the back porch, where Nina took the key from it's hiding place. Gretchen stood behind her as she unlocked the back door.

They could hear moaning and screams coming from inside the house, sexual ones. Gretchen was beginning to think that they should turn around.

"Wait." she told her friend. "Nina, I don't think we should go in."

"Relax." Nina said, smiling at her. "They won't even know we're here."

And with that she opened the door.

Inside, the moans became louder and much more distinct.

"God! Yes! Mmmmm yeah yeah yeah!"

"That sounds like mom!" Nina said.

They made their way through the living room, where they saw pants, shirts, and underwear lying on the floor. Nina picked a bra up between her thumb and forefinger.

"That's one of mom's." she said, pointing. "See? She always puts her initials on them."

"You guys have the same initials." Gretchen said. "How do I know it's not yours?"

"Smart butt." Nina replied.

"Let's peek in on them."

"What?!" Gretchen said. "Ew! There's no way I'm doing that."

"C'mon!" Nina pleaded. "Please? I really want to know what they're doing."

"They can't be doing anything." Gretchen said.

"Oh God yes! Give it to me Steven! GIVE IT TO ME!" came a cry from the bedroom.

"You hear that?" Nina pointed down the hall. "That's not nothing!"

"Fine." Gretchen said, finally caving in. "But I'm not gonna look."

"Okay." Nina said.

She began to make her way across the living room and through the hall, looking behind her to make sure Gretchen was following. She walked over to the bedroom door. It was closed. She turned the knob as quietly as possible and opened the door just a crack, enough to see in. She hoped that no one had happened to be glancing at the door just as it was opening.

Gretchen stayed put beside her against the wall, out of sight and close to the living room, as Nina peered inside.

Inside, Natalie was riding Coach Blue reverse-cowgirl style while he laid on his back. Paula Swanson was straddling his face and his tongue was darting in and out of her clit. His hands were cupping her enormous breasts as Natalie's busty pair bounced up and down along with her.

Both women were moaning as they got ravaged.

"Oh...My...God!" Nina whispered to her friend.

"What?" Gretchen whispered back.

"See for yourself!" Nina said, moving over a bit.

Gretchen sighed and peered into the room along with her busty friend.

She gasped at what she saw. Her mother was moaning as Coach Blue ate her out. Natalie was bouncing up and down on him furiously. She soon stopped, however, and climaxed. Soon after she dismounted and Coach Blue got up to his knees. He grabbed Paula by the waist and flipped her around so that she was on all fours. 

As he did this, Nina gasped.

"Is that it?" she said. "His...thingy I mean?"

"Yeah." Gretchen said, not pulling her eyes away.

"How is it...like that?"

"I don't know..." Gretchen said, biting her lip.

"I mean...how is he staying hard like that for so long?" Nina continued.

"I don't know." Gretchen said again.

Nina stared at him as he pulled Paula Swanson around. His penis hung there and swung back and forth with his movements, hard as a rock. 

It didn't make any sense. How was he able to last longer than a minute? Was there something her mother wasn't telling her? Whatever the case, she couldn't take her eyes off him.

She watched as he pushed his penis into Paula from behind and began to thrust in and out of her. His testicles slapped against the bottom of her butt as he plowed her. The room was filled with the sounds of his thrusting. 

Paula looked as if she were in pain. Her back was arched as Coach Blue inflicted all this pain on her, she was thrusting her head up and down; her hair swaying frantically as she moaned and screamed. And her own mother, Natalie, was just sitting there touching herself as she watched this happen.

After a while, Natalie got up and crawled to Coach Blue. She kissed him, and then spanked Paula on the ass. Coach Blue's hands went to Natalie's big boobs, and he cupped and squeezed them and felt the fleshy orbs as he continued to ram Paula.

Paula was bucking herself back and forth, meeting his thrusting. Soon the room was filled with her moans and screams, as well as the sound of flesh slapping flesh. Coach Blue reached down to cup Paula's gorgeous jugs as they swayed back and forth as a result of his ramming.

He grabbed her by the tits and pulled her up off her hands, still managing to fuck her. He brought her to him with his left hand while his right hand went around Natalie's waist and pulled her closer to him. He felt up Paula's breasts as he continued to fuck her, simultaneously kissing her neck and cheek. His other hand he kept around Natalie, forcing her to arch her back and thrust her chest into his face as he kissed Paula.

Paula's luscious, curvaceous body was full frontal and facing the girls as they watched the threesome take place. Natalie now turned slightly so that her curves were highly visible to the girls as well. Coach Blue was the only one who could not be seen in full, as most of his body was obscured by Paula.

His face however was highly visible, and feasting on Natalie's big knockers. All three of them had their eyes closed in ecstasy, enjoying the pleasure of this little sexscapade. 

Both Paula and Coach Blue began to moan and soon the moaning grew louder and more prolonged. Coach Blue's face looked as if he couldn't decide if he were happy or sad as he tried desperately to continue sucking on one of Natalie's nipples. Paula was moaning as if she were in a lot of pain, but after a few minutes of this it began to settle down as Coach Blue gave a few final thrusts into Paula's luscious behind.

Coach Blue began to make out with Natalie, and had to let go of Paula's big jugs as she bent forward and laid on the bed, spent. His hands traveled to Natalie's big tits and kneaded them as they kissed. His hands then traveled to Paula's ass and spanked it, prompting her to get up off his dick.

Paula did as she was prompted, then laid down lengthwise on the bed. Coach Blue whispered something to Natalie, and his hands went down to squeeze her perfect asscheeks. Natalie smiled and nodded, then turned around and mounted Paula.

Nina and Gretchen gasped as they saw their mother's kiss each other; and this was no friendly "hello" kiss either. This was a passionate, full on, mouth-to-mouth tongue war. When the kiss was broken, Natalie positioned her chest just above Paula's and their big racks collided. They rubbed their breasts up and down, flicking each other's hard nipples.

They giggled and smiled as they felt the sensation of each other's massive boobs. Coach Blue had been watching them, slowly stroking his penis. He now climbed on the bed behind Natalie and inserted his cock into her the same way he had done Paula.

Within seconds he was thrusting into her as if trying to throw her through a wall. Natalie was moaning and screaming like crazy as the horny coach rammed her from behind. Her tits were pressed up against Paula's, and her bouncing was causing them to bounce as well. Their tits jiggled and swayed together, nipple on nipple as Natalie screamed for dear life.

Paula craned her neck up to kiss her busty friend, and to muffle her screaming. The two busty milfs made out for a few minutes while Coach Blue had his fun behind Natalie. 

Coach Blue lunged forward and reached to Natalie's giant jugs, which were bouncing wildly from his thrusting. As he cupped them, he could feel Paula's massive pillows rubbing against the back of his hands. With his left hand, he continued to cup one of Natalie's big boobs. With his right, he turned it around to cup one of Paula's. He had the best of both worlds.

After a while he switched, making sure he felt up all four tits as he plowed the beautiful Natalie Knockers from behind. The feel of all those boobs caused him to begin moaning, loudly. He took his hands off all those wonderful, big tits and placed them around Natalie's waist. Natalie arched her back and craned her head upwards as Coach Blue began to fuck her even faster.

Coach Blue was moaning as he slid in and out of Natalie's tight pussy. The sound of her buns slapping against him could be heard throughout the entire house. The movements of his dick and her ass were so fast that to Nina and Gretchen, it looked like one big blur.

Paula began to suck on Natalie's huge tits, which had been dangling in front of her for quite some time, as her busty friend moaned and screamed for mercy. Soon both she and Coach Blue were moaning in unison, and not long after that they began to settle down. Coach Blue, also, began to settle down with his thrusting. He slowed down to almost a halt before giving the busty slut a couple more thrusts. 

Finally, he spanked Natalie's ass and pulled out. He came around to the edge of the bed and stood by it, facing the door (not to mention Nina and Gretchen). He took his dick in his hands, pointed it towards the ceiling, and began to stroke it up and down. 

Both mothers climbed off the bed and got on their knees in front of him on either side. They began to lick his nut sack and the bottom of his shaft as he jerked himself off. Every once in a while, their lips would touch and they would get sidetracked by a hot but short make-out session. 

They licked his rod up and down, and eventually Coach Blue had to stop stroking himself so that they could have their fun. Paula took his head into her mouth and began to suck it like a lollipop as Natalie licked his balls. After a while, the two women switched.

They licked his shaft on either side, trying to close their mouths around the whole diameter of his shaft, but it was simply much too thick. 

Coach Blue began to thrust his hips forward between their mouths and faces. He placed a hand on each of their brunette heads and held them in place as he humped between their mouths. This went on for quite some time, before Coach Blue finally let out a few grunts and took matters into his own hands.

He pointed his dick at the faces of both women and began to furiously jerk himself. The two busty sluts waited there on their knees, waiting for him to explode. They tempted him by holding each of their lovely pairs of hooters in their hands, 

Before long, Coach Blue was emptying his seed all over their faces; shooting stream after stream of hot jizz on them. Nina and Gretchen gasped as they saw their mother's get hit by shot after shot of Coach Blue's sperm. Natalie and Paula began to make out yet again as Coach Blue continued to bathe them in his cum. 

Coach Blue let out moans of relief as he shot his seed at them. When it was over, the two brunettes faced each other and surveyed the damage. Most of it was on their face, but very little hand drizzled down to their necks and breasts. They began to clean each other up with their tongues.

Both Nina and Gretchen were awestruck as they watched their mother's lick Coach Blue's jizz off of each other. Nina, in particular, was fascinated by the events. She had seen a man cum before, but she had never really known what a hard dick felt like, much less what to do with it. She watched as Coach Blue sat down on the bed, continuing to stroke himself as he watched her mother and Paula Swanson cleanup after him.

She looked over at Gretchen. She was watching the events unblinkingly, and with some difficulty, it seemed. But the look on her face wasn't exactly what you would call "curious." This didn't surprise Nina; Gretchen spent a lot of hours at the store, so she got to see men all the time. What's more, she had done things with men that Nina just couldn't do, or fathom for that matter. There were times when Nina envied her. Her breasts might not be as big, and her pheromones not as prominent, but at least she gained something from all this. Nina couldn't so much as lift her top up without causing a man to explode prematurely. Such was the way of things for all women in Breastford.

And yet there they were...the three of them. Her mother, her friend's mother, and a random coach. Having sex.

Just the fact that the man was able to keep his hard-on for more than a minute was enough to boggle her mind. Sure, she knew that her mother's breasts weren't as appealing as her own (or so she thought anyway). But she still had a very nice pair, which in turn excreted a large and attractive amount of pheromones. The same went for Paula Swanson. How could this man last so long with women as attractive and pheromone-packed as these two?

She watched as the two women finally finished their clean-up. Coach Blue laid back on the bed (his dick was fully erect now), and Paula moved up and nuzzled herself between his legs. She grabbed her big boobs and lifted them up, placing them on his thighs.

Nina heard Gretchen let out a small gasp as Miss Swanson wrapped her big, heaving jugs around the coach's hard member. The two girls watched as she began to bounce her giant orbs up and down, jerking the coach off with them. 

Coach Blue was squirming around on the bed, his eyes closed tight, looking as if he were in pain as Paula tit-stroked him to oblivion. She had her arms wrapped tightly around her big jugs, with Coach Blue's throbbing cock trapped in her cleavage. Paula began to moan as she bounced up and down on his thick rod.

Gretchen noted that her mother was not very vocal. She couldn't think as to whether or not she was the same way. Whenever she and Coach Blue had had their little "practice sessions" she was always lost in her own little world, in a state of pure ecstasy. She secretly hoped that she, too, was as quiet as her mother. It would be embarrassing to think otherwise.

By now the lucky coach was thrusting his hips up and down, doing his best to fuck Paula's big jugs. Natalie now climbed on the bed with him. She leaned down on his chest and began to move her big rack all over it. She rubbed her giant hooters all over the coach's body as Paula bounced her own big boobs on his aching penis.

She finally got to his face and smothered him in her abundant titflesh. Coach Blue buried himself in her generous chest as he continued to fuck Paula's big funbags. Natalie threw her legs over his body so she could better smother him, causing Paula's face to be just inches from her round ass. Paula began to lick and lap at her friend's perfect ass as she continued to bounce her boobs.

Natalie leaned back, and stuck her chest out. Coach Blue had to lean forward to continue feasting on her big melons. Natalie pushed her ass out towards Paula's chest, and her flawless buttcheeks pressed up against the back of Paula's hands as she clenched them together around her globes with Coach Blue's dick in between.

Paula took her hands off her tits, allowing them to collide with Natalie's ass. Natalie could feel her friend's hard nipples on her ass cheeks. She started to move her ass up and down, doing her best to bounce Paula's big boobs on Coach Blue's dick with her butt.

Coach Blue sucked on Natalie's big knockers and moaned as he felt his cock between Paula's big tatas and Natalie's perfect ass. Paula gripped her busty friend's buns from the sides and helped her to butt bounce her boobs on Coach Blue. Coach Blue could feel his dick slip out from Paula's warm cleavage every now and then to slide along Natalie's crack, before going back to the warmth of those big, luscious hooters.

"Oh yeah..." Paula moaned as her nipples slid up and down Natalie's buns.

She could feel Coach Blue's dick throbbing between her big knockers; they jiggled with each and every throb. The pulsing of his aching prick against her titflesh was almost too much for her to take; not to mention Natalie's butt pressing against her big boobs.

Natalie's own rack was doing some bouncing of it's own. Her huge tits were jiggling wildly around Coach Blue's head as she used Paula's tits to jerk him off with her butt. Soon, her movements became a blur, and she could feel Coach Blue's dick begin to throb. Paula, also, could feel the cum building as she titfucked the wanting coach.

Natalie raised her butt a little and pushed back some more so that her ass was directly above Paula's giant rack. As the head of Coach Blue's cock broke through Paula's cleavage, it entered Natalie's dripping wet cunt. It didn't go very far in, but Coach Blue thought it felt amazing. He couldn't believe what was happening.

After a few minutes of fucking Natalie's slit and Paula's big tits they knew it wouldn't be much longer. Natalie let her butt resume it's previous position and began her butt-boob bouncing yet again, this time with great enthusiasm. 

Both her butt and Paula's boobs were jerking the coach off as he laid back and let the busty sluts do all the work. Once again he buried his face in Natalie's chest, which was bouncing vigorously as she jerked him off. The movements of both women became a blur, and Coach Blue was able to hold back for another ten minutes before he finally let go.

Natalie picked the coach's head up off the bed and clutched him to her bosom as he exploded. Paula felt his dick throb against her tits. It shot up from her cleavage like a geyser, straight towards the ceiling. She opened her mouth and tried to catch what she could as it rained hot cum. It landed and splattered all over her big chest, then drizzled down her mammoth globes to her nipples, and Natalie's butt. Natalie slowed down her butt-bouncing as the coach came, giving Paula's boobs a couple more quick bounces before stopping completely. She could feel it raining on her butt, and Paula's boobs. As the last of it shot out she let go of Coach Blue's head and let him fall to the bed, her hooters still dangling over him. She smeared the cum into Paula's busty rack with her butt. Coach Blue laid back, spent.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 06



Natalie now climbed off him and got back on the floor next to Paula. Again, they began cleaning themselves and each other off. Boobs were licked, lips were kissed, and vagina's were touched as the two daughters watched their mother's clean each other up for the second time tonight.

As Coach Blue watched the busty clean-up, his dick began to rise again.

Nina saw this and couldn't believe it. Now she knew that something was up. There was no way this guy (or any guy) could come back after blowing a load like the one he just did. But there he was, gesturing for her mother to walk over to him.

Natalie did as he wished and climbed back on the bed, mounting him once more. She lowered himself on to his hard member, which by now was pointing straight up. She immediately brought her hands to her head, arched her back, and began fucking him. 

"Oh yes...yeah...give it to me good!" she moaned.

Paula got on top of the coach as well, facing Natalie. All Coach Blue could see was Paula's back and rear as the two busty sluts made out on top of him, but he knew there boobs had to be colliding with each other. He reached up and tried to grab what he could. Both pairs of tits were bouncing due to the banging. Coach Blue was thrusting himself up into Natalie, who was in turn meeting his thrusting. She kissed Paula and groped her tits as she tried to shove as much of Coach Blue into her as possible.

Nina stood there, spying on her mother, watching her big tits bounce as she got fucked by her future basketball coach. She had no idea what time it was, but she felt like she had been spying for hours. It couldn't possibly have been that long. Neither she nor Gretchen had said a word in a while. Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother's loud yelps. She was yelling and bucking her hips.

"YES! YES! STEVEN! FUCK ME! DO IT STUD!"

Before long she was gushing juices all over him. The women climbed off him, and off the bed yet again, as Coach Blue immediately grabbed his cock and started stroking it. He swung his legs off the bed as the women got to their knees on the floor. 

Both Natalie and Paula took their massive breasts in their own hands and held them up to Coach Blue, jiggling them and bouncing them, coaxing him to bust his load all over them. They were facing their daughters at the door, angled in such a way that both Gretchen and Nina could see their big, heaving racks as they kneaded them, awaiting Coach Blue's explosion. 

The girls could also see Coach Blue's butt, and the back of his legs, as well as some of his sack and cock as he furiously stroked himself before Paula and Natalie. They watched as both their mothers begged the horny coach to explode all over their chests.

"Cum on Steven." Natalie said. "Cum all over these big tits!"

"Mmm yeah." moaned Paula. "Do it, Stud. Cover our big hooters in your cum."

"Oh man!" yelled Coach Blue as he finally erupted.

He pointed his penis directly at Paula's large jugs and spewed on them for a few seconds before switching over to Natalie's big rack. Both the women moaned and opened their mouths, begging him to get some on their faces. Coach Blue, not wanting to disappoint them, did as they wanted and squirted what he could on their faces.

He took a step forward and placed his fuck stick just over their big racks as the final shots of sperm shot out. He alternated between each set of tits, trying to cover them as best he could, before letting his penis fall on the crevice created by Paula's right boob and Natalie's left. The final drops of his cum leaked out of his cock as he rested it atop their mountainous tits; letting what was left of his seed cascade over their glorious titflesh. 

"Aaahh..." he sighed in relief. He put his hands on his hips, then craned his head upwards and moaned.

Paula took his cock and swirled the head around her nipple, glazing it in his sperm. She then handed it over to Natalie who gave both her nipples the same treatment. They took turns handing it back and forth, glazing their big tits in his cum.

Coach Blue stood there, letting them use his penis to smear his spunk all over their glistening jugs. This was by far the greatest night of his life.

"You babes sure do have some big tits!" he said, reaching down to play with them.

The women smiled and shook their chests for the coach as he fondled their big racks. He was beginning to get hard again. Coach Blue placed his cock in the crevice created by the collision of Paula's right melon and Natalie's left. Then he put a hand in each of their cleavages and pressed Paula's right jug and Natalie's left together, with his dick wedged between. He slowly began to hump in and out of their big tits simultaneously.

Natalie looked up at him and smiled.

"You like our big tits, don't you big boy?" she asked.

"Fuck yes." Coach Blue replied, as their titflesh jiggled on his rod.

"You want to fuck these BIG double Ds?"

"Hell yes!" Coach Blue said, now fucking their tits with a little more enthusiasm.

Natalie took her right tit and pressed it against his hand, then gestured for Paula to do the same with her left. Both women managed to swallow the coach's hands in titflesh as he swallowed his dick in their big jugs. 

Coach Blue moaned as he felt both his hands and his penis being swallowed by their big, heaving racks. This was something he had thought about doing, but never really considered. Now that it was happening it felt like a dream, and he never wanted to wake up. He moaned as Natalie spurred him on with more dirty talk.

"Fuck them, you big stud!"

Paula looked up at him and winked as he slid his boner through the "fake" cleavage. He didn't know how, but somehow they had managed to lean over and kiss as he was doing it. They were very limber.

"I've seen enough." Nina whispered to her friend. "Let's go."

She turned around to leave, but Gretchen was still watching the coach as he fucked both their mother's tits.

"Gretchen!" Nina whispered.

Gretchen quickly stepped back from the door. Nina's whisper had been quite loud, and her mother had looked over towards the door. Luckily, Gretchen had managed to pull away before her mother could catch her in the act. She peered back in the room to make sure that her mom had not noticed anything. She was still there on her knees, letting the coach slide his prick against her and Natalie Knockers' big jugs. She was looking up at Coach Blue, coaxing him to bang their boobs.

She stepped back from the door yet again and walked over to Nina. The two of them quietly made their way out of the living room and out of the house. They were quiet as they walked back to the Swanson home. Neither one of them wanted to recap what had just taken place. 

Once they were inside Gretchen's house, and in her bedroom once again, Nina decided to break the ice.

"How is that possible?" she asked. 

"I...I don't know." Gretchen said.

Nina gave Gretchen a contemplative stare. She obviously wasn't telling the truth.

"You're lying!" Nina accused.

"What?" Gretchen said. "I'm not! I'm just as surprised as you are."

Nina looked at Gretchen. They had had their differences in the past, but that shouldn't stop them from having a good relationship in the future. She had thought that by now, she and Gretchen were the type of friends who didn't keep secrets from each other.

"I want to know." she said.

Gretchen sighed. Nina could see the wheels in her head turning as she flipped the pages of her magazine without really looking at them.

"Okay." Gretchen said, caving in. "What would you say if I told you that you're right about everything?"

"What, you mean...about guys?" Nina asked.

"Yes." 

"I'd say you were crazy." Nina said.

Gretchen gave a small frown.

"But..." Nina continued. "Crazy is much better than boring."

Gretchen looked at her and smiled.

"I'll tell you everything tomorrow." she said.

*  *  *  *  *  *  *  

Coach Blue awoke sometime later. He was lying in between two of the bustiest women he had ever seen. Both women were asleep; and both of their big pairs were pressing into his body. The two milfs had been extremely tired, and had practically begged Coach Blue to let them rest. He had had his way with them for a couple more hours before reluctantly opting to let the ladies rest, provided they slept on either side of him of course.

Snuggled up under his right arm was Paula Swanson. Her long, curly brown hair cascaded down her back as she breathed a good night's sleep.

The coach couldn't blame her. He had given her the fucking of a lifetime. His hand moved over to one of her big tits and squeezed it as she slept. It was so soft, and her skin was spongy and had a good bounce to it. Her abundant titflesh flowed over his hand, and invited his cock to throb under Natalie's sheets.

Then, of course, there was the lovely Natalie Knockers. She was asleep under his left arm. Her straight brown hair hung down all over her body, some strands flowed over her chest as well as her back. Coach Blue looked at her and smiled. Yeah, she would be sore tomorrow, with the plowing he had given her.

His eyes traveled to Natalie's chest. He moved his left hand to her rack and removed her hair so he could get a proper look at her big knockers. Just looking at those tits of hers was enough to make him leak precum.

He began to knead and squeeze Natalie's giant jugs with his left hand. They were just as bouncy as Paula's but were a little more firm. He laid there between the two busty beauties, feeling up their giant jugs as they slept. 

Every now and then they would shift in their sleep, but as soon as they were still Coach Blue's hands would return to their massive busts, continuing with their big boob inspection. He compared each pair of lovely melons as he kneaded them, feeling their suppleness, and trying to decide who's rack was better. But, of course, it was impossible to tell.

He took his hands off their huge chests and placed them on each of their backs. He pulled them as close as he could to himself, and the two women shifted in their sleep yet again; making themselves comfortable while practically lying on the lucky coach.

He smiled as he felt each of the women lift up a long, slender leg and place it across his own legs. His hands explored their bodies as they manged to cover half of him with their flesh. He finally made his way back up to their luscious chests, where they stayed.

As he fondled them, he looked from one pair of breasts to the next. He began to feel tired, watching the busty racks of both women move up and down as they breathed in and out. It was almost hypnotic. He began to drift off with a big, beautiful, juicy tit in each hand. 

As he did so, he looked at each pair of tits one last time and had one final thought.

Yeah. Something told him he was going to like it in Breastford.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 07



"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU MISSED YOUR INTERVIEW?!"

Coach Blue had to pull the phone away from his ear as his wife chewed him out from the other end. It was a beautiful Sunday morning, and he had awoken between two lovely, busty women: Natalie Knockers and Paula Swanson.

The three of them had had a morning quickie, after which Natalie and Paula had exited to the living room. The reason they gave for leaving Coach Blue so disappointed had been simply stated as "girl talk." However, they had left the door open just a bit; allowing him to continue to look at their glorious naked bodies.

His heart had sunk as he watched them pick up the clothing they had discarded the previous evening and began putting it on. He had begun to fondle himself as he watched the two busty beauties get dressed. The two had finished talking as they put on their bras and thongs when Paula had noticed the door was open, and that Coach Blue was jerking off.

She and Natalie had had more words before walking back to the bedroom door, opening it, and gesturing for Coach Blue to join them in the living room. The coach had sprung off the bed with lightning speed and been dragged to the living room couch by his raging hard on.

Paula and Natalie had taken to their knees between the coach's hairy legs and proceeded to ease his case of morning wood with their hands and mouths. Coach Blue had gripped the tops of their brunette heads and buried them into his crotch. He had just been starting to relax and enjoy the double blowjob when his phone had rung from inside the pockets of his discarded pants.

Upon hearing this, the women had given a start and Coach Blue had panicked. Not wanting anything to disturb the busty babes, he had done the first thing he could think of to keep the phone from ringing: he had answered it. Natalie and Paula had missed a beat, but nevertheless had continued with their dual blowjob.

Coach Blue had been somewhat shocked to hear his wife's voice on the other end, although he couldn't say he wasn't expecting this call. He hadn't spoken to his wife in two days; and she would be expecting him to return home this evening. On top of that, the last time they had spoken they had ended on a bad note. He guessed that she was still going to be somewhat steamed at him. He had been right.

"What do you mean you missed your interview, Steven?!" shouted his wife from the phone.

Paula and Natalie had taken to rubbing his cock on either side with their tongues. They looked up at him as they did so. Their tongues made their way up his long shaft to the head of his cock, where they batted it back and forth between them.

"Mmmm..." Coach Blue moaned into the phone.

"Well? Is that all you have to say?" asked his wife.

Paula locked eyes with him and breathed on the tip of his cock. She kept her eyes on him as she lowered her mouth over it and wrapped her lips around his shaft.

"Oh fuck!" shouted Coach Blue.

"Don't you raise your voice at me!" shouted his wife. "You march right back over there and beg them to give you that job. Do you understand?"

Paula took his cock out of her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. She kissed it on the tip and made out with it while looking up at him with sad eyes. She then handed it over to Natalie who slowly lowered her mouth down on it and began to suck it into her throat. Coach Blue ran a hand over her brunette head and pulled Paula closer to his shaft so she could lick whatever Natalie couldn't.

"Yeah...yeah..." he moaned.

"Good." said his wife. "So I'll expect you to be home tonight."

"Yeah..." Coach Blue moaned. "I...I mean...No! Honey, I got another job offer. That's why I had to miss the interview." he said, finally jumping into the conversation.

As Natalie sucked on the coach's hard member, Paula pulled back from the action and raised up. She locked eyes with Coach Blue as she reached behind herself.

"You did? How much does it pay?" asked his wife.

Coach Blue had one hand on Natalie's head while she sucked him off. His eyes, however, were glued to Paula as she unclasped her dark purple 36DD bra.

"Oh it pays...it pays..." 

He trailed off as Paula pulled her bra away from her chest, exposing her massively huge hooters.

"Big." he finished. "Very, VERY big."

Paula smiled at him, then joined her friend in blowing him; this time topless. She took his prick into her mouth and began to bob up and down vigorously. Natalie took this opportunity to let her own flesh balloons breathe. She reached behind and unclasped her bra just as Paula had.

"Steven!" his wife exclaimed. "That's fantasitc!"

She said this just as Natalie was letting her twins out. Her big boobs bounced free as she winked at Coach Blue.

"Yes, they are." Coach Blue told his wife.

"So where will you be working?" she asked.

Both women now put a hand on his rod and stroked it, raising up as they did so. They smiled and winked at him seductively, displaying their massive chests proudly between their arms as they jerked him. Their funbags were so big that they bulged against their arms and ballooned out even further. Coach Blue talked to his wife as the two busty beauties jerked his cock.

"Breast...breasts...big, beautiful, bulging, breas- I mean – Breastford!" he managed to get it out finally. "The name of the town is Breastford."

The two lovely milfs now went back to tongue bathing his dick as they buried their faces between his legs once more. Coach Blue put a hand on Natalie's head and forced his cock into her mouth.

"Breastford?" said his wife. "I've never heard of it."

"Oh it's here, believe me, it's here." Coach Blue responded, taking Paula by the head and shoving his manhood down her throat.

"Well it sounds like something out of one of your disgusting porn movies." his wife said. "Which, I might add, we still need to discuss."

"Aw let it go Paula. I mean, Laura. Let it go." Coach Blue said, taking his cock out of Paula's mouth and shoving it between both their mouths. 

"I will NOT!" Laura said. "Jill and Eric have a computer too, you know, but theirs isn't infested with porn!"

Coach Blue groaned. Eric was a bigger horndog than he was. He kept his porn in a box in the garage, but he wasn't about to rat him out. After all, he was pretty sure Eric had never had Natalie Knockers and Paula Swanson suck on his dick before.

He leaned back and let the two busty women suck him off, enjoying the feeling of their tongues all around his cock and balls. Poor Eric.

On the other end of the phone, his wife was going on about how he should be a better husband and not look at other women, or something. At one point, Coach Blue felt the urge to yell back at her that they hadn't had sex in over a year, but that feeling was quickly put to rest as Paula Swanson slapped her face with his dick.

"Those big-breasted bimbos have nothing to offer you! Do you hear me?!" shouted his wife.

Coach Blue leaned forward and cupped one of Paula's giant jugs. She stopped sucking on him and allowed Natalie to take his full length into her mouth as the coach squeezed her big, bulging boob.

"Loud and clear." Coach Blue replied, grinning down at Paula.

Paula smiled at him as he felt her up, then she took her big breasts in her hands, lifted them to his legs, and rested them on his thighs. 

His wife went on. 

"And those boobs? Don't even get me started. I have just one thing to say about them: FAKE!"

Paula leaned forward and wrapped her all-natural breasts around Coach Blue's aching rod. Her tits were so big that they bulged around his hard member and almost swallowed it whole. She winked at him as she began to bounce her big boobs up and down on it.

"Oohhh yeah..." moaned Coach Blue, as Paula's titflesh bulged around his aching prick.

"I'm glad you finally agree with me." his wife continued. "You see, honey? I'm a REAL woman, not like those liposuction Barbies you see in that filthy smut of yours. And real women with real boobs are all you're ever going to get. Do you understand, honey?"

Coach Blue took his eyes away from Paula's bouncy rack and watched Natalie standing up. His mouth began to water and his dick began to leak precum on Paula's heaving jugs as Natalie got up off her knees, showcasing her busty, skinny figure.

Natalie approached Coach Blue and sat down next to him, immediately grabbing his head and guiding it into her cleavage.

"Hell yeah!" said the coach as his face was buried between Natalie's massive melons. Natalie began to rub her colossal jugs up and down the coach's head as Paula did the same to his cock. Her boobs almost completely swallowed his head, and Coach Blue moaned into her busty rack and the phone simultaneously.

On the other end of the line, Laura could hear her husband making some inaudible moaning type noises. They were almost always cut off by a loud scraping sound. It sounded as if two objects were scraping against his phone; two really big objects.

"Steven, what's going on over there?" she asked.

Coach Blue pulled his head, and phone, out of Natalie's cleavage.

"Oh those are just some...balloons." he said, gazing at Natalie's awesome rack. "Really big balloons. They belong to the welcoming committee."

"They threw you a party?" Laura asked.

"You could say that." Coach Blue said, as Paula stood up and Natalie took her place.

"Mmm, Steven." Paula said, grabbing Coach Blue by the head and forcing one of her big tits into his mouth. "Suck on these big, juicy melons."

"Who was that?" Laura asked. "Did someone just offer you fruit?"

Coach Blue began to suck on one of Paula's tits as his wife waited for his answer.

"Steven? Steven!" she called. "Are you there? Pay attention. I need you to see about our moving situation."

Paula took the phone from Coach Blue, who immediately used his hands to feel her up as he sucked on her huge tits.

"Hello. This is Paula Swanson." she said. "You must be Steven's wife."

"L-Laura." Laura said, a little surprised. "I wasn't aware my husband was...with anyone at the moment."

Coach Blue sucked on Paula's huge jugs as Natalie began to bounce her boobs up and down on his hard cock.

"Oh yes." Paula said, clutching Coach Blue to her bosom tightly as he latched on to her nipple. "Yes...yes..yes!"

She cleared her throat for a moment.

"Ahem. Yes, your husband stopped by for a quick little welcome we put together. He's a little busy right now..." she said, looking down at Coach Blue as he feasted on her tits. "I guess he just couldn't resist them..." she trailed.

"Them?" Laura asked. "Resist what?"

Paula thought for a second.

"My...um...melons?" she said.

Laura's voice changed to a happy tone.

"Oh are you a gardener?" she asked. "You know...I've been trying to grow some melons of my own, but I just can't seem to get them as big as I'd like. How long have you been growing yours?"

Paula looked down at Coach Blue through her cleavage. 

"Oh...since I was a little girl." she said.

"I see." Laura replied. "My Steven's a sucker for melons."

"I can see that." Paula said, watching Coach Blue nurse on her tits through her cleavage. "I believe you wanted to talk about our housing situation?"

"Oh." Laura asked. "Are we going to be neighbors?"

Paula closed her eyes and let out a slight gasp as Coach Blue sucked on a nipple.

"Not exactly." she said. "We just invited your husband over for a little...welcoming get-together."

"We?" Laura asked.

"Yes, my friend Natalie and I. Things got pretty wild, actually." she laughed.

"You can say that again." Natalie added, massaging the coach's dick with her melons.

"Really?" Laura said. "Steven never really was one for parties. I sometimes throw parties for friends, but I can never really get him to come."

"Oh..." Paula said, running a hand through Coach Blue's hair as he buried himself in her cleavage. "He came last night." 

"You can say that again!" Natalie said, as she slammed her titties down on the coach's thighs.

"Yes. Hm," Paula said, hesitantly. "Perhaps you'd like to talk with Natalie, she works at the school along with myself, and she's also head of the Neighborhood committee."

"Oh you work for the school district?" Laura said.

"Y-y-y-y-y-e-e-e-s-s-s-s-s-s" Paula said, as Coach Blue shook his head from side to side between her massive orbs.

"And there's another worker there with you?" Laura asked.

"Yes...yess." Paula said, recovering from the coach's motorboat. "Natalie Knockers. She's also head of the neighborhood committee, so you can speak with her about your housing situation. Shall I hand the phone to her now?"

"That would be lovely." Laura said.

Paula handed the phone to Natalie, who gripped her tits with one hand by stretching her arm across and reaching for the phone with her other hand. Her skinny arm didn't do much to hide her massive jugs, and they seemed to almost swallow her entire arm. However, she somehow managed to keep them wrapped around him, so she could jerk him off and talk to his wife at the same time.

"Hello?" Natalie said into the phone.

"Natalie?" Laura asked. "This is Laura Blue. Coach Blue's wife?"

"Oh yes." Natalie said, looking up at Coach Blue and smiling as he slid his dick between her hooters. "He's helping me out with some...heavy jugs right now."

"Yes my Steven can be quite helpful, when he sets his mind to it. And he keeps in shape as well, so I'm sure he'll have no problem helping you out with that heavy lifting."

"I'm glad to hear that. My juggs are so big, and heavy. I have enough back problems as it is." Natalie exclaimed, wrapping her big boobs around his prick even tighter. "Oh right there, Steven. Right there. Oh yeah!"

"So when can I expect a moving truck?" she asked.

"To...mor...row....!" Natalie said. Coach Blue had thrusted between her breasts with such force that they bounced up and threatened to knock her out.

"Wonderful!" Laura exclaimed. "I don't mean to be rude, but I need to speak with my husbnad now."

"I'm sorry." Natalie said, looking at Coach Blue's head between Paula's jugs. She glanced down and saw his other head protruding from her deep cleavage as he slid his boner between her massive tits. "He's a little...buried...right now."

"I'd still like to speak with him. Put him on." Laura said, slightly frustrated.

"I must say..." Natalie said, as her big boobs bulged around Coach Blue's aching prick. "I'm just BULGING with desire to work with your husband."

"Oh fuuuuck!" Coach Blue moaned into Paula's rack. He began to thrust his dick in and out of Natalie's cleavage at super speed. On the other end of the line, Laura could hear what appeared to be slapping noises.

"That's very nice." she said. "Now put my husband on the phone."

Natalie felt Coach Blue's dick throb against her flesh as her tits bulged around him.

"Your husband seems very enthusiastic." she continued. "In fact, I think he's going to explode from his excitement any minute now..."

Paula took the cue and clenched Coach Blue to her bosom. 

"Oh Steven!" she said. "Fuck those big, massive tits. Cum all over them!"

Natalie locked eyes with Coach Blue as she spoke into the phone, her arm still keeping her tits in place around his cock.

"Hold, please." she said, putting his wife on hold. 

"But I-"

Laura had just enough time to get those words out when she heard the familiar "click" of being put on hold.

"While I tittyfuck your husband..." Natalie said, locking eyes with Coach Blue.

"What nerve!" Laura said to herself, unaware of the comment Natalie just made.

Natalie now put the phone down and gripped her boobs with both hands, jerking the coach off with her massive orbs. It wasn't long before Coach Blue was shooting out of her cleavage like a geyser. Natalie tilted her head up as she felt his dick throb again and again between her boobs. It began to rain hot cum on her face. She opened her mouth and tried to catch some. Then she brought her head back down and looked at him as his cum cannon unleashed itself all over her face, neck, and rack.

Coach Blue continued to feast on Paula's melons as he erupted from the beautiful cleavage of Natalie Knockers. He managed to catch a glimpse Natalie jiggling her big boobs around his cock, coaxing spurt after spurt of his sticky seed. She gripped his cock with her heaving rack once again and began to bounce her big boobs on him, titfucking him like a true tit-slut as he came all over her huge rack.

It had been almost thirty seconds and he was still cumming. This was definitely a record for him. Paula got to her knees next to Natalie and placed her mouth over his cock as it protruded from her friend's busty cleavage. She smiled at him as her face and Natalie's tits got soaked in his seed. Natalie looked as though she had been sprayed by a fire hose that held jizz instead of water. Her face was soaked; Paula kissed her as both their faces now got hit by the coach's stream.

Finally, at just under a minute, the final drops of his rod leaked out and drizzled down to Natalie's rack, which looked like she had dipped into a tub full of cum. The busty babes smiled at him as they kissed each other, his dick still buried deep between Natalie's heaving jugs. Paula took her hand and placed the entire length of her arm across Natalie's big rack. She slowly brought her tits up and then down and then up again, letting them bounce on his cock and coaxing a few more drops from his aching dick.

"Mm...goooooood boy!" Natalie said, smiling as cum dripped from her face.

Paula wrapped a hand around his sticky cock as it pulsed inside Natalie's cleavage. She slowly jerked it up down between her friend's busty hooters. Natalie brought her head down and licked the head as Paula tugged it up and down between her boobs. 

Paula whispered something in Natalie's ear, and Natalie nodded her head in agreement. She picked up the phone again as Paula began to lap at her chest and Coach Blue's dick with her tongue. Coach Blue leaned forward and put a hand on Natalie's shoulder. He slowly pushed his cock up through her cleavage again and again, savoring the feeling of her glorious titflesh bulging around his spent dick. 

"Sorry about that." Natalie said into the phone. 

"Well it's about time!" Laura said. "Now put my husband-"

"Your husband is extremely tired." Natalie cut her off. "He needs time to rest. But expect a moving truck tomorrow around noon. Also, I'm afraid he's going to be tied up for the rest of the day, so don't bother calling him."

"Listen here you-"

"That'll be all then." Natalie said, hanging up. She pulled Paula's head to her rack and Coach Blue's dick, urging her to do some clean up. 

"You're so good at fucking my tits." Natalie said, smiling at Coach Blue.

Coach Blue gasped, trying to catch his breath. He had never cum that much in his life. He had only ever seen a few porn movies where a guy came that much.

"Thanks..." he managed to say.

"You're wife must really enjoy it." Natalie said.

Coach Blue reached down and gripped both sets of tits.

"Nah. She's nothing like you lovely ladies."

Paula and Natalie looked at each other. They smiled, and then bent their heads down to clean him up.

After a few minutes of this, both women stood up. 

"We're going to get cleaned up." Natalie said, bending down to pick up their clothes.

Coach Blue stood up, one hand still on his rod.

"Can I come with?" he asked hopefully.

The two women looked at each other.

"No..." Natalie said. "We have things to talk about. Girl talk. You understand."

"Oh." said a sad Coach Blue.

"Why don't you put some clothes on, and then go back to the house and get a fresh pair?" Paula asked. "And once we're all set, I'll give you a tour of the school."

"Oh." Coach Blue said, half-heartedly. He had been hoping for a pair, alright. "Okay."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 07



He watched the two naked women gather their things and leave, keeping his eyes on their curvaceous bodies the entire time. Their silhouettes alone were enough to drive any man crazy; not to mention their beautifully smooth skin. Their backs were literally concave, adding a sort of voluptuousness to their hourglass figures. The way their butts ballooned out as they walked was causing him to stroke himself... 

He sat down and fondled himself for a while before he remembered that he had to go get some fresh clothes. He got up and walked over to the clothes he had discarded last night, where he began to dress himself. As soon as he was finished he walked out the door and made his way back to the Swanson home. When he reached the front door, he thought that perhaps it wasn't best to confront both Nina and Gretchen in conversation so he decided to go in through the back so as not to draw attention to himself.

Luckily, the back door was open. Coach Blue quietly stepped inside and made his way around the corner and down the hallway that led to the living room. But as he approached he could hear voices. He inched forward and realized that Gretchen and Nina were talking in the living room. 

Nina was sitting on the far couch, facing Coach Blue. Gretchen had his back to him. Nina had this look of confusion and slight frustration as she listened to what her friend had to say.

"No! It's not like that." Gretchen was saying.

Gretchen put her hands at her sides, and Coach Blue noticed that she was holding something. 

The vitamin water!

It was that liquid Paula had called vitamin water, which she kept in her lab. The same liquid he had dreamed about on Friday.

"But it's still a potion." Nina said, crossing her arms.

Coach Blue raised his eyebrows as she did this. She was wearing the same outfit; a short black skirt and a white tank top, however, Coach Blue could tell that this one was slightly different than the one she had worn the previous day. Particularly, the tank top looked different. It was a smaller size. Her massive breasts pressed against the white fabric of her top, threatening to rip it apart and unleash themselves to the world. They were so big that they made her skinny arms look like twigs as they bulged through her top and over her arms. Coach Blue was getting extremely hot watching her thin arms sink further into her spongy titflesh...

"Yes." Gretchen stated. "It's still a potion. Or a solution. Or a concoction. Or whatever you'd like to call it. But the point I'm trying to make is that it's still science, you just see it as magic because you've never seen this technology before." 

"Whoop dee doo." Nina said, rolling her eyes. "Okay so it's science. I still don't get how Coach Blue was able to last so long last night."

Coach Blue had begun to clear his throat, but stopped himself instead. As bad as he wanted to defend his manhood, he wanted to hear what the busty young girls had to say first.

"Okay." Gretchen said, with a deep sigh. "It's like this. When a guy comes to town, he's automatically hit with all the pheromones we put out right?"

"Right." Nina answered.

"And you know why this causes them to...ejaculate prematurely, right?"

"Duh." Nina said, sarcastically. "It's because they're bodies aren't used to it."

"Exactly." Gretchen said. "And what this does..." she held up the vile, "is increase their immunity to those pheromones."

"So...it makes it so they can't cum?" Nina asked.

"No!" Gretchen said, frustrated again. "It just takes away their disadvantage."

"I don't get it..." Nina said.

"Alright look." Gretchen explained. "If some nerd were to make it into Breastford he'd be even more of a nerd when he got here, right?"

"Yeah." Nina said, nodding her head.

"Well if he took this," she pointed at the vile, "then he'd just be a regular nerd. Got it?"

Nina thought for a moment. Then her eyes lit up with understanding.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "So...whatever they could do outside of town, they'd be able to do in town. Is that it?"

"Basically." Gretchen said, trying to hide her relief.

Coach Blue thought to himself as he listened in on their conversation. It couldn't be true. He didn't need some potion to make himself adequate in bed. He wasn't exactly porn star material, but he thought that he got along just fine. As much as most guys anyway. Although last night was probably his best performance, he knew that it was just a year's worth of pent up sexual frustration letting itself out. 

But even he had to admit; from a coach's standpoint, if what Gretchen said was true then that thing would make one hell of an energy drink.

His thoughts were interrupted as Nina stretched out on the couch. She put her arms up over her head and stretched out her body, arching her back so that her heaving rack stuck straight up in the air. Coach Blue immediately reached for his crotch as he noticed Nina's big balloons taking to the sky. 

He couldn't believe the size of them. That blond girl he had seen the other night had, by far, the biggest tits he had ever seen on a girl that age. But Nina wasn't far behind. There was also something about Nina that the blond girl just didn't exhibit, although he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. 

Nina had this palpable arrogance to her; it seeped out of her gorgeous body and tickled you, like a pair of hands traveling up and down. It teased you just enough to get under your skin, and the more you picked at it the worse it got. The rest of her, the combination of arrogance and her luscious body, teased you in a much more pleasant way as if to say "You can look, but you can NEVER touch." She stated this with every breath she took, with every step she took, as her huge rack would glide along with every subtle movement, proving to the world just how bouncy, luscious, and ripe her melons were.

Coach Blue thought that if this were the Garden of Eden, Nina Knockers would definitely be the fruit he wasn't supposed to pick.

"So like is this the only one? Or do you guys have more?" she asked.

Gretchen sat down opposite Nina.

"Mom has more in the lab." she answered.

"The lab?" Nina asked. "Doesn't she keep it locked?"

"Yeah." Gretchen said. "But she made me a key a long time ago, just in case. She fashioned it into a necklace, but it's not that cute so I never wear it. I keep it in my jewelry box."

"Ew. I wouldn't wear it either." Nina said, laughing.

"Yeah." Gretchen smiled. "I'm gonna go put this back." she said, getting up.

Coach Blue almost panicked as he saw Gretchen heading in his direction. He did his best to keep quiet as he made his way back down the hallway and out the door. Once he was out, he walked around to the front of the house and knocked on the door. Expectedly, Nina answered.

"Oh. It's you." she said, glaring at him. "Gretch! Coach Blue is here!" she yelled.

Coach Blue could have swore he saw Nina look at his crotch as she leaned against the door. He hoped she didn't notice the tent he was pitching in his jeans. Now that he had been greeted with Nina's amazing jugs just inches away, it was hard to keep his cool.

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Can I come in?" Coach Blue said.

"Not my house." Nina replied. "But...I guess since you've already stayed here, Gretchen and Miss. S won't mind."

Coach Blue walked in and made his way past the busty brunette. Just as he was about to enter the hallway she spoke up.

"The couch or the floor?" she asked of him.

Coach Blue stopped and turned around.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Where you slept last night." Nina said. "The couch...or the floor?"

Coach Blue looked at the chesty teen. Her huge tits stuck out from her body like small beach balls, as big as her mother's; maybe even bigger.

"Neither." he said.

And with that he hurried into the guest room.

As soon as he had gathered his things and got dressed, he was out the door. He knew he couldn't have been gone longer than fifteen minutes, so he knew that the two lovely ladies waiting for him at the Knockers' home probably wouldn't mind. But to his surprise, when he got there, both women were still getting dressed.

He waited for about ten minutes before he decided to check on them. As he approached Natalie's bedroom he could hear that they, too, were deep in conversation. The door was slightly open, and he could view the women getting dressed through the bedroom mirror. To his surprise, they had only gotten as far as putting their underwear bottoms on, which meant that they were completely topless. As he still had a hard on from staring at Nina's lovely jugs, he began to rub himself through his jeans. Both women were standing up, their big, beautiful breasts swaying freely as they conversed.

"What do you mean there's still a risk?" Natalie asked of her friend Paula.

"Wellll..." Paula trailed off, scrunching her face up. "That last load just didn't look like THE load."

Natalie's eyes bugged out.

"Are you kidding?" she asked. "Did you see how much flew out? It was a freaking quart!"

Paula laughed.

"Look." she said getting serious. "I'm just saying we should be sure. Maybe we should do him one more time, just to be safe."

Coach Blue's heart began to beat so fast he thought he was going to have a heart attack. 

"No!" Natalie said, peeling off her bottom. "I'm not doing it again. That was the last time."

Coach Blue had a perfect view of Natalie's luscious behind as she bent over to take off her panties. He licked his lips and continued to rub his crotch in anticipation. 

"And you better not give him...or anyone else...any more of that stuff, either." Natalie continued. 

"Don't worry. I won't. Believe, me." Paula said. "I'm locking the lab for good first thing when we get back."

"Good." Natalie said. "Or at least until this one leaves. You can start fresh on some other guy, but don't expect my help."

"Fine." Paula sighed. She bent down to peel her underwear off as well.

Natalie watched her as she got completely naked.

"You know..." she said. "We've wasted a lot of time talking. Maybe we should save time by showering together?"

Paula gave her friend a very naughty look.

"As a scientist," she said, "I would have to agree."

The two women giggled, and then Natalie led the way into the bathroom where she slid the glass door to the right and stepped in; Paula following her lead. Fortunately for Coach Blue, they hadn't closed the bathroom door. He supposed the women here just weren't used to having males in the house. He walked over to the bathroom and once again, could see everything through the mirror. He gazed into the mirror image of the two busty beauties turning the shower on, and then standing side by side.

What happened next forced the horny coach to immediately pull down his pants and begin stroking himself, and could only be described as "amazing." The two lovely milfs were surprised to find that the water from the pipes wasn't yet set to their liking. Rather, it was freezing cold. Coach Blue's mouth was agape as he watched the women gasp in surprise and then perk up as the cold water hit their busty bodies. Their nipples became instantly hard. 

Natalie grabbed Paula and pushed her in the path of the water.

"Hey!" Paula yelped, as she was hit full blast by the unforgiving shower head. Her boobs shielded Natalie from it's attack.

Paula now managed to turn and grab hold of Natalie at the waist, forcing Natalie's large chest to take a direct blow from the water.

"No fair!" Natalie complained. "You stole my idea!"

"Did not!" Paula countered.

The two women grabbed each other; each trying to wrestle the other under the showerhead, but their bodies were much too slippery to grasp. A short, but very sweet, struggle ensued which ended in the two of them gripping each other's butts and pulling each other close. Their quest for warmth was suddenly made null, however, as the water now turned to the room temperature setting Natalie had chosen in the first place.

Paula and Natalie, deciding that since they were in this position already, engaged in a very wet kiss as the water poured over them. Their hair became soaked, and they began to drip on the shower floor as they made out. Coach Blue had his eyes glued to their bodies. Their huge breasts were pressed into each other as the water continued to soak them. Both sets of tits now became very wet, and very slippery. He began to undress himself completely as he watched the wet, busty show taking place behind the glass door of Natalie's shower.

He still had a throbbing erection, courtesy of Nina's big tits, and he began to stroke himself again as he watched the two busty women soap up. He didn't know which one of them had grabbed the bar of soap first, and he didn't care. All he knew was that he was witnessing something spectacular as he watched the white suds cleanse the two lovely beauties. He was aching to bury his fuckstick inside them once more, to feel the warmth of their flesh against him, to squeeze those lovely round 36DD bath toys of theirs, and especially to be the dry bone in between them as they took their slippery-wet shower. 

"Oh god!" he moaned, stroking himself as he watched the two busty milfs rubbing each other down with their soapy and wet hands. 

His cock gave a particular throb in his grasp as Paula rubbed her soapy tits up against Natalie's; the suds dripped down their large breasts and traveled down their stomachs respectively. Coach Blue was jerking himself off furiously. He was beginning to think this boner would never die as he saw Paula's gorgeous rack press up against the glass. What few suds there were got trapped in her cleavage, others smeared against the cold glass as her funbags collided with the pane head-on, or nipple-on. Her titflesh spilled across the glass, nipples hard, and Coach Blue was face to face with them as they spread across the glass in all their busty glory.

Paula now backed away and began to rinse off under the water, forcing Natalie to take her place. As they shuffled around each other, Natalie turned around to face Coach Blue the same way Paula had earlier. As she did so her massive jugs smeared across the glass pane and made a loud "squeak" sound similar to the sound you hear while washing a dish.

"Geez. Nat." Paula said. "Got enough room over there?"

Natalie giggled.

"I just wanted to make sure the door was squeaky clean." she said.

She began to rub her massive tits back and forth over the glass, smearing soap all over it. The suds flowed down her giant jugs to her flat stomach. Coach Blue was awestruck as her massive melons squished against the glass door, ballooning out as they did so. Her nipples were pressed against the glass so tightly that he could make out the individual details of her aerolas.

Paula watched as her busty friend smeared her soapy tits all over the glass door. After a while, she turned around and stood in front of Paula to rinse the suds off her body. When she was done she turned around and spanked Paula on the ass.

"Put those tits to use and finish the job, will ya?" Natalie said.

Paula jumped forward and let out a small yelp and she felt Natalie's palm slap her ass. Her body collided with the door, and once again her luscious rack was pressed up against the pane for Coach Blue's amusement. 

"Nat! Quit it!" Paula giggled. She playfully slapped Natalie's hands away from her body.

Natalie took a hold of one of her butt cheeks and pushed her forward. 

"Not until you clean my shower, bitch!" she said, playfully.

She grabbed the shower head with her other hand and aimed it directly at the glass. Cool water poured down it, rinsing off the soap and exposing Paula's huge breasts to Coach Blue yet again as they pressed into the glass. Paula's boobs were rinsed off as they squished and squeaked against the door, her nipples hard as diamonds and pointing right towards the bathroom door.

On the other side of the door Coach Blue was busy jerking himself off. He almost came, but stopped himself short as he wanted to enjoy more of this dirty shower. But as he saw Paula and Natalie giggling, and Paula's big boobs bulging against the shower door he decided he just could not take it anymore.

"Ah geez!" he said. "Fuck it!"

Not wanting to waste his load on the bedroom/bathroom floor he pushed the door open.

"Steven!" Natalie exclaimed from behind Paula, her eyes growing wide. She immediately froze; one hand on Paula's butt and the other on the shower head.

Paula's eyes now went wide as she turned her head; her smile turning to a look of shock. Both women were struck frozen as Coach Blue stood at the door completely nude, his rod and sack hanging free between his legs. It was made clear, his reason for being there, by the way his member stood completely erect. Natalie couldn't help but notice that it somehow looked...different than it did some time ago. 

All of this took place rapid fire, as Coach Blue had only paused for a split second; after which he took three long, hurried steps towards the shower. He reached for the door handle and slid it open with great force. The glass slid across Paula's still tits and made a loud "squeak," causing them to jiggle in the process. 

Her hand still on the shower head, Natalie began to back away slowly, curdling up against the far corner of her own shower. She had thought that Coach Blue looked somewhat like a madman the way he had stormed in on them. Paula, herself, was somewhat frightened as he opened the door and began to step in.

"Steven..." she said. "What are you-

But she was cut off as Coach Blue closed the door behind him. The door sounded with a loud bang, and as Paula gave a slight jump Coach Blue put his hand around her waist and stepped behind her, settling her down.

"Thank you, Steven." she said. "But I really think you should OOOMPH!!"

She was cut off yet again, this time by Coach Blue's aching rod. He had inserted himself into Paula's tight tunnel as he stood behind her, keeping his hands on her waist, as Natalie watched.

"Awww fuuuuuck yeeeeah..." moaned a very satisfied Coach Blue as he purged deeper and deeper into Paula's tight cunt.

He moaned as he felt her tight lips shape themselves around his hard, throbbing member. He had been so horny watching these two women tit-play in the shower, and now he was surrounded by the warmth and wetness of Paula Swanson.

Natalie was still in shock as she watched Coach Blue begin to thrust in and out of her best friend from behind. Paula's head was pressed against her forearms on the shower door, her legs were stiff and her rear was convex as she pushed off the door and onto Coach Blue's waiting dick. She had her eyes closed and was moaning as Coach Blue plowed into her again and again like a man on a mission.

"Oh! Oh myyyyy! Oooommmppphhh! Gooooood!" Paula moaned as Coach Blue rammed into her.

His hands had a tight grip on her small waist, and he was pulling her to him with great force. Her boobs were swinging back and forth underneath her. Coach Blue slid one of his hands from her waist and slid it up her flat, sexy stomach, until it reached the underside of one of her big boobs. The massive tit was so big that it's abundant titflesh flowed over his hand completely. Coach Blue forced his hand up the massive mountain of flesh to it's front side, where he cupped, squeezed, and kneaded it to his liking.

Pretty soon, he took his other hand off her waist and cupped her other jug with it so that he could fondle both of those big, bouncing boobs as he rammed her. He had both his hands on her chest; his fingers digging into her massive tits as he pulled her tight pussy lips around his dick again and again. 

"Oomph! Oomph!" Paula moaned. Coach Blue was bouncing her big boobs in his hands as he pulled her around him.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 07



Natalie now came out of her shock and took hold of the shower head once again. She sprayed water from the top of the door all the way down. The water poured over Paula's arms and head as Coach Blue had his way with her. 

Coach Blue looked at the water on the glass door and took his hands off Paula's tits. He put his left hand back around her waist and with his other hand he took a handful of Paula's long, curly, brown hair and pulled it, forcing her to arch her back as he fucked her. Paula craned her head upwards and placed her hands on either side of her, against the glass. Coach Blue took a step forward, his dick still buried deep within her, forcing her to take a step forward as well. Paula could see her reflection in the bathroom mirror as Coach Blue forced her towards it.

"Let's get those tits against that glass again." he said.

He took one final step forward, and Paula was forced to shove her massive rack against the door yet again. She saw her big orbs squish against the glass and spread across it through the mirror. Coach Blue had a devilish smile on his face and she knew that he was seeing the same thing, the only difference was that he was balls deep inside her.

The sound of Paula's body, mostly her giant jugs, pressing up against the glass again and again filled the entire house. Coach Blue thrusted into her like a madman; Natalie thought that the door was going to come off it's railing with how hard and fast he was fucking her. Paula's tits jiggled against the door as her vagina was ravaged. The cold glass was unforgiving on her sensitive breasts; every now and then she would open her eyes and see them bulging against the shower door, never once letting her hard nipples rest.

Coach Blue had a nice chunk of hair in her hand as he fucked her. His other hand was still placed firmly around her waist. He now looked over at Natalie, who had been in the corner looking on the entire time. He took his other hand off Paula's skinny waist and grabbed Natalie by the hand, pulling her towards him. She resisted slightly, but as soon as she was close enough he put a hand around her back and locked her into place directly beside him, her big, wet tits pressing against the side of his chest. He could feel Natalie's hard nipples digging into his skin as he slid in and out of Paula's tight cunt. He bent his head down and began to lick and suck on Natalie's hard nipples.

Natalie began to feel a little more loose as Coach Blue's tongue flicked at her breasts. She gripped him by the back of the head and pushed him as far as she could into her cleavage. She began to moan alongside Paula; whose own pair of tits was still being pressed against her shower door as Coach Blue pulled her hair.

"Oh fuck!" Coach Blue moaned from between Natalie's huge knockers. 

He put both hands around Paula's waist yet again, this time thrusting much faster than he had before. All three were moaning in anticipation as Coach Blue's thrusting came to a peak, and then slowed. Coach Blue gave a few more thrusts into Paula before he finally stopped completely. He pulled his dick out, sloppy and wet, and rubbed it up and down the side of her smooth legs. He forced it between the flesh of her legs just underneath her pussy. Paula felt him poking her and allowed him entrance as he did so. She looked down and saw the head of his cock jutting out from between her wet legs, then she saw it disappear between them. Soon after she saw it reappear. This continued for quite some time as Coach Blue humped her legs like a dog. She felt his dick slide between her legs again and again; she felt it throb against them with each and every thrust. She especially loved how his balls slapped up against her ass, and how the head of his cock felt as it penetrated her legs.

She looked down and noticed that the head had stayed between her legs. He was no longer humping, but it was throbbing like it was going to explode. She looked behind and saw that he had his other head between Natalie's big tits and was feasting on them hungrily. He finally stopped, and then pulled Paula away from the door, casting her aside and grabbing Natalie by the ass cheeks to force her to take Paula's place. Natalie reluctantly complied.

She stood close to the glass in front of Coach Blue, looking behind her to see when he would penetrate her, but he was busy sucking on Paula's massive jugs. Natalie then looked in the mirror and looked at her own pair. She put her hands on them and began to knead them softly. Her hands quickly came off, however, and she pressed them against the glass as she felt Coach Blue hard dick enter her from behind.

Coach Blue began to thrust into her the same way he had Paula, and it wasn't long before he was grabbing her hair and riding the pony. Natalie was forced to press her tits up against the door the same way Paula had done as Coach Blue's humping became harder and faster. 

"Oh shit!" Coach Blue moaned as Natalie's tight lips surrounded his full length. "You are so fucking tight!"

"T-t-thank Y-y-you..." Natalie managed to say. "Oh fuck! Oh yeah yeah yeah!" 

She looked in the mirror and noticed how sexy her boobs looked pressed up against the glass. She wondered if Paula had thought the same thing. Paula was behind her, next to Coach Blue, and whispering something dirty into his ear. This caused Coach Blue to thrust harder and harder into Natalie. 

Natalie screamed for mercy as the horny coach fucked her. Coach Blue was sucking on Paula's titties as he reached around to Natalie's chest to fondle her big globes. Natalie's boobs were very spongy today, and they had much more bounce than Paula's had. Coach Blue grabbed Natalie from the waist and plowed into her.

"Oh fuck!" he yelled. "You babes are so fucking hot!"

Paula pulled back and reached over to Natalie's shower rack, where she took a bottle of shampoo. She opened it and then turned it upside down over her tits, allowing the gooey liquid to travel right down her cleavage. She smeared it between and around her massive jugs, making them slippery.

"Do you want to fuck our big tits, Steven?" she asked.

Some drool escaped Coach Blue's mouth as he watched Paula's sexy shower display. His thrusting into Natalie became much more enthusiastic as the thought entered his mind.

"Fuck, yes!" he yelled. "That's exactly what I was thinking when I saw you busty babes soaping up and pressing your big tits up against the door!"

"Oomph! Oh! Oh God! Yeah! Ohhhh!" Natalie yelled as Coach Blue fucked her furiously.

"We've got something special planned for you." Paula said, sliding her hand in and out of her cleavage between her big tits.

"Oh yeah!" Coach Blue said, gripping Natalie's long brown hair. "What's that?"

Paula nuzzled up next to him.

"Finish up with Natalie and we'll show you..." she said.

Coach Blue took the cue, and thrusted into Natalie from behind like a man possessed. He fucked her good and hard for a good ten minutes before showing any signs of slowing down. But he finally did, after Natalie had gushed a gallon of juices all over the shower floor. She was still moaning and recovering from her orgasm when Coach Blue gave his final thrusts. He savored the feeling of her warmth one last time before spanking her on the ass and pulling out completely.

Natalie, spent, stepped over to Paula, who handed her the bottle of shampoo. Natalie took the bottle and poured the liquid all over her gorgeous globes, coating them in the slippery substance. She especially smeared it between them in her cleavage, giving her rack the same treatment Paula had. 

Coach Blue watched as the two women rubbed each other's tits with the shampoo. He was beginning to feel that familiar feeling of lightheaded-ness again. He stroked himself furiously, and almost came. He managed to calm himself down enough to not blow his load, but the act took a lot out of him.

"Oh...oh god..." he moaned.

Natalie looked at him as Paula rubbed her boobs.

"Are you okay?" she asked, seductively.

Paula now looked at him as well.

"Are you going to be able to make it?" she asked.

"Absolutely!" Coach Blue said, quickly, and taking his hands off his cock. "Don't worry about me."

The two busty women looked at each other.

"Okay." Paula said, giving Natalie a naughty smile as they turned back to him.

They approached him on either side, and then got to their knees. They snuggled up next to each other and pressed their bodies together, his dick at their eye level. They pushed their tits together so that they were touching nipple to nipple, and then slowly raised up. Paula took his rod in her hand and began to slap the tops of hers and Natalie's boobs with it. She then passed it to Natalie, who did the same thing. Coach Blue moaned as he felt his dick slap all four of the big, luscious tits below him.

The busty milfs smiled up at him as they dickslapped each of their big jugs with his hard, throbbing rod. Coach Blue thought he was going to explode right then and there. He could feel the cum building in his cock. Natalie took hold of it and slid it across the tops of their breasts, then stopped it at the crevice created by them. Coach Blue could feel his balls beginning to tighten as Natalie framed their dual cleavage with his aching prick.

"Pay attention..." she said. "This is called a double titfuck."

And with that she wedged his member between both her and Paula's cleavages simultaneously. Coach Blue felt as though he were standing before the gates of Heaven as his dick was slowly surrounded by all four of their big breasts. He stared down at the head of his cock, unbelieving, as it protruded from the dual cleavage created by the busty women. 

"Holy...fuck!" he yelled.

The two women watched his reaction, then looked at each other and giggled as they jiggled their big boobs around his cock at the same time. 

Coach Blue gripped each of the lovely ladies by the back and slowly brought his cock down through their melon patch. He moaned as he felt the skin of their huge jugs rubbing against the skin of his aching cock. He slowly pulled his penis down through the cleavages of the two busty sluts until the head of his cock was surrounded by the titflesh of four of the biggest tits he had ever seen. 

As all four of their big boobs bulged around the tip of his cock he felt his balls tighten again, he felt his head getting light, and this time he knew there was no stopping it. He began to blow his his load between their heaving hooters, not to mention the only chance he'd ever get to hump both sets of hooters at the same time. He felt the first few spurts explode against their massive funbags; the women simply thought it was water from the shower. Coach Blue kept his head surrounded by their titanic tits as he erupted, savoring the feeling of his cock unleashing itself on their abundant titflesh. 

He was cumming like a madman again, more than he had earlier in the day, and of his entire life. He kept the tip of his cock buried in their bountiful boobs as he continued to erupt between them; the busty babes on their knees still had no idea. Coach Blue began to contemplate whether or not he should slide his cock up through their double-cleavage just once, as this might be his last chance to tittyfuck them due to his wife's arrival the next day; not to mention his ONLY chance to tittyfuck them both at the same time.

Below him, the two women began to wonder if something was wrong.

"Fuck our tits, Steven." Paula said.

"Yeah, Stud." Natalie added. "Slide your cock between our ginormous juggs."

Coach Blue looked as though he were trying to hold back an orgasm. Paula and Natalie looked at each other and shrugged.

"C'mon, Stud!" Paula encouraged. "Let's see that head. Slide your dick through our big, beautiful boobs and show us what a stud you are!"

"Hm...I don't know, Paula." Natalie said, giving Coach Blue a pretend disappointment look. "Maybe the shock of having four big, juicy melons around his cock at the same time is too much for him. I guess he's not the tit-man we thought he was..."

"Yeah." Paula said. "I guess double tittyfucks just aren't his thing."

"No!" Coach Blue moaned. "I...it's just...I mean, I want to..."

"Then show us, Stud." Natalie urged. "Fuck our boobs. Push that pole through our tits until your head penetrates our cleavages! I want it to drool precum all over our big hooters. Don't you want that? Don't you want your cum all over our 36DD funbags?"

"Yeah..b-but-" Coach Blue said. He was having trouble speaking as he orgasmed between the flesh valley of their big racks.

"Then give it to us, big boy." Paula said. "Give it to us!"

"Give it to us, Stud!" Natalie urged.

"Give it to us! Give it to us! Give it to us!" chanted the two beautiful, busty women simultaneously as their massive jugs bulged into each other with his cock wedged between.

"GIVE IT TO US!" they shouted.

Coach Blue finally reasoned that they were asking for it, literally. And with that thought he thrusted his erupting pole up through their cleavages simultaneously. His throbbing head made it's appearance through their big jugs as it exploded like a geyser. Paula and Natalie were immediately met with a shower of jizz. It shot out of his dick from between their heaving hooters as the horny coach erupted; their faces were met with his seed and they shivered and gasped in surprise. 

Coach Blue was about to grasp them at the shoulders and hold them in place, keeping their big racks wrapped around his exploding dick. He was going to try and thrust in and out of their cleavages and fuck both pairs of tits at the same time, even if it was just for a few seconds; he had to know what it was like. But just as he was about to do so a shot of sperm flew out of his dick and went straight into Natalie's eye.

"Aaaaah!" she yelled, getting up off her knees.

"Noo!" moaned a disappointed Coach Blue, as her huge knockers were pulled off his manhood, releasing him from the busty double titjob.

"Natalie..." Paula said, standing up as well.

Coach Blue was left breathing hard as his dick finished leaking onto the shower floor. The cold air hit him, along with a sense of sadness, as their were no more boobs to keep him warm. He felt embarrassed. Natalie stood under the water and did her best to rinse her eye out. Paula stood next to her and helped. 

"What's your problem??" Natalie asked of Coach Blue. "You barge in here like you want something and then you don't have the balls to accept it? Why the fuck didn't you say you couldn't handle it?"

"It's not his fault." Paula said. "You know this, Natalie."

"I'm sorry." Coach Blue insisted. "I just...when I felt your tits I just...you know..."

"It's alright, Steven." Paula said. "Natalie forgives you. Right, Nat?"

Natalie shook her head from side to side. Her brown hair flew everywhere as she finished cleaning off her face. 

"Yeah yeah." she said, in a half-sarcastic tone.

"At least we don't have to worry about the clean up." Paula giggled.

"Easy for you to say." Natalie said.

Coach Blue opened his mouth to speak.

"Maybe I could-"

"No, Steven." Paula cut him off. "I think you've had enough stimulation for one lifetime. Go get dressed. We'll finish up here without you."

"But I-" 

"Go get dressed. And then we'll show you to the school."

"Fine." he said. 

And with that Coach Blue was out of the shower, out of the bathroom, and out of sight.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 08



"The nerve of that man!"

Natalie Knockers straightened her blouse out over her large chest.

"Come, Natalie. You know it was an accident." Paula Swanson insisted.

She and her best friend Natalie were driving to the main offices of the the Breastford school district. The offices were conveniently located across the campus; they were designed to be almost on the campus itself. As they neared the campus, they slowed down due to the school's new basketball coach, who had been following them.

Natalie gave a small grunt from the passenger's seat.

"This sort of thing would never happen if-"

She stopper herself short.

"If what?" Paula asked, looking over at her friend.

"Nevermind." 

Paula decided to steer the conversation in another direction as she turned on to the road leading to the high school.

"How long do you think Evelyn will give him?" she asked.

Natalie shrugged.

"Don't know." she said. "God, I can't stand that woman."

"Oh she's not so bad." Paula retorted.

"No?" Natalie gave her friend a stern look. "The girls are more curious than ever. Remember what it was like when we were kids?"

"I do." Paula cringed at the thought.

"Imagine what it would be like if things continued the way they are."

Paula thought it over as they approached the parking lot.

"She has no idea what to do with the power she has." Natalie remarked.

"Yes but there's not much anyone can do it about it." Paula countered. "She was elected by the committee, and that's that."

"Yeah, well...she'll be up for re-election soon." Natalie said.

Paula laughed.

"And who's going to oppose her?" she asked.

"Paula...you've heard the same things I have. You've seen everything I've seen. You and I...we're practically sisters. And I tell you what I'm about to tell you not out of spite or jealousy, but out of compassion. Evelyn is...scared."

They pulled into a parking space; Coach Blue pulled in next to them. Paula looked at her friend and blinked.

"Scared?" she asked.

"Oh come on Paula." Natalie urged. "You've heard the rumors that have circulated around the committee. They're all true."

"You know this for a fact?" Paula asked.

"Yes!" Natalie exclaimed. "Well...no. Look, I know they're true. I know the type of person Evelyn is, and I can just...feel it. Can't you?"

Paula sat back and stared off, blankly. It was true, she had felt something. Something which she couldn't explain. She felt certain that the other members of the committee had felt it too. But she just couldn't bring her head around it.

"Nat," she began. "I'm a scientist. I don't love. I prefer. I don't pray. I take action. And I don't make decisions unless they're well thought out, precise, and free of divine assumption. I believe in facts; not feelings."

"Yeah." Natalie said, giving a slight frown. "I know."

Paula looked at her friend and flashed her a fake smile.

"Hey let's just get through one thing at a time." she said. "Steven is waiting."

Natalie was still frowning. But after a quick moment, she too put on a fake smile.

"Okay." she said. "Let's get him checked in."

* * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue pulled on a pair of basketball shorts and a faded gray shirt; the same clothes he would be issuing the next day. He was surprised to find that there was only one locker room, as he had been told that Breastford had not always been a school for girls. A single wall separated his future office from the present locker room. Where the back wall of his office started, the front wall of the showers began. Along the side wall, a large mirror ran across it's length; apparently built into the wall itself when the school was built. He guessed that to be true as the mirror was slightly faded.

He had frowned at his penis when pulling up his new shorts. But as he stood in that locker room he began to feel more and more at peace, and eventually ceased feeling any remorse to the events which took place the previous night.

With a newfound wind, he stepped forward, opened the door and stepped outside where Paula and Natalie were waiting for him.

"Ugh." Natalie said. "I still don't know why you insisted on wearing those God-awful clothes."

Coach Blue looked at himself up and down. Indeed, he looked as if he were going to practice with the team, as opposed to coaching it.

"They're the same clothes your daughter will be wearing." he said. "As a coach, I find that I can have more of an impact on my pupils if I can relate to them in any way possible."

"Hear that, Miss Evers?" Natalie called into his office.

Coach Blue turned his attention to the slightly open door. The door swung open from the inside and out stepped a very beautiful, very busty, school principal. 

Evelyn wore her blond hair up in a bun, she also wore a pair of the thickest lensed glasses Coach Blue had ever seen. But with the body that stood holding up her beautifully polished face, she could have passed for a Playboy centerfold if only Playboy had seen boobs that big.

Big would have been an understatement. Her white blouse struggled to retain itself as it was stretched across her massive bust. The blouse had many buttons; however, none of them could be buttoned. If that blouse was buttoned it was beyond Coach Blue's vision. Or perhaps they were simply hiding behind the bottom of her dark green jacket, which she wore to compensate for the blouse which wouldn't button up. 

The jacket itself seemed to be in the same boat as the blouse. Only three of her jacket's buttons could be done, all of which were well under her bust line. The buttons stopped at her waist, where an equally dark skirt began to hug her curvy hips. Coach Blue had visions of a blond, real life version of Jessica Rabbit as he gazed at the busty goddess of the school.

Coach Blue snapped out of his daze and hurriedly rushed over to Evelyn, sticking out his hand as he did so.

"Steven Blue!" he said. "Coach."

Evelyn had a stern look on her face as she stared down the eager Coach.

"Step inside please." she said, gesturing to his office.

"Um...okay. Sure." Coach Blue said, complying with her request.

As he passed the busty beauty, he could feel Evelyn's massive chest meats pressing up against his body, even though he thought he had plenty of room to squeeze by without invading her bubble. He stepped into the office and heard the door close behind him.

He could see the three women deep in conversation through the small glass pane in the door.

"Not another word." Evelyn said, pointing her finger at Natalie.

"Yes, Miss Evers." Natalie said, hanging her head.

"Principal Evers, if you would jus-" Paula began, before being cut off by the busty principal.

"I don't want to hear it!" she said sternly. "If you two don't approve of the way I do things, then I suggest you gather your things and start looking for another job. Otherwise, stop meddling in school affairs and do just as you're told. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Principal Evers." the two women said in unison.

"Good." Evelyn stated. "Now, allow me to deal with the situation at hand and then I'll be happy to answer any and all questions, requests, or what have you. Okay?"

She turned the doorknob and prepared to enter the office.

"Okay." Paula and Natalie said unison.

Evelyn pointed a finger at the both of them.

"I've got my eyes on you two..." she stated, before stepping into the office and letting the door close behind her.

Coach Blue stood in the office awkwardly and stole a few glances at his superior, doing his hardest to figure out what to do next.

"You may sit." Evelyn said, gesturing to the visitors seat in front of the desk.

"Thank you." Coach Blue replied, sitting down.

Evelyn took the seat behind the desk and laid her hands down on it.

"You and I are not so different." she said. "I noted that you take the initiative when the situation calls for it, judging by the way you are dressed."

Coach Blue looked at his outfit.

"Th-thank you." he said nervously.

Evelyn stood up and walked to the side of his chair. She leaned against the back of his desk. The motion caused her massive breasts to balloon outward as her back gave a slight arch. This in turn, caused Coach Blue to shift and fidget nervously in his seat.

"I've also noted from your nervous actions that you recognize authority. That is a quality I cannot stress enough in my staff. That alone, is enough of a reason for me to hire you." she stated.

"So...I got the job?" Coach Blue asked, unsure of himself.

"Yes." Evelyn said. "Also, I think you should know that I've talked with other school districts and found out everything I can about you. So don't think for a second that I don't know..."

She glanced at the growing bulge in his pants.

"what kind of man you are." she finished.

"I've noticed that you've taken a liking to Paula and Natalie." she said.

"Oh..." Coach Blue said, nervously. "That's not...uh...well the thing is this..."

Evelyn held a hand out to stop him.

"Whatever you call it," she continued. "I think it's important for you to realize who's in charge."

She leaned down so that she was at his eye level. She saw his eyes dart down to the impressive cleavage created by the large, bulging orbs pressing against her blouse. Coach Blue thought they looked massive...even bigger than Paula's or Natalie's.

Evelyn smiled as Coach Blue was lost in her busty cleavage.

"They answer to me. As will you." she said.

"Yes, ma'am." Coach Blue responded.

Evelyn gripped her massive flesh balloons and gave them a slight squeeze. 

"I'm better than them in every way..." she continued.

Coach Blue nodded in agreement. The bulge in his pants felt as though it were going to the rip the fabric of the school issued clothing he was wearing. He began to feel relaxed and light headed.

Evelyn tugged at her blouse and jacket, slowly pulling them apart to reveal a sexy black bra. The titmeat just flowed out of it and spilled around the fabric as the blouse and jacket revealed all it's glory like a heavenly gate. Coach Blue could see her initials sewn into the bra: E.E.

"Do you see now?" she asked.

"Yes..." Coach Blue nodded, never taking his eyes off the busty pair before him.

"Those aren't just my initials..." Evelyn said.

"Ohh...ohhh...god..." Coach Blue moaned. The bulge in his pants began to spasm and throb. Soon the bulge had receded, and in it's place was a large wet spot. Although this wasn't the biggest orgasm he had ever had, he sure felt like it was. There was something different about this one; it left him a very spent, very tired man.

Evelyn took note, and then stood up straight. She fixed her blouse and jacket, then reached up and pushed her glasses up closer to her face. She walked back around the desk and fixed her hair as she did so. 

"Well." she said, looking at a very embarrassed Coach Blue. "Steven, you look like a man that's just cleared his head."

Coach Blue looked back at her, not sure if she was aware of what had just happened.

"Um...yes ma'am I am." he said, tongue-tied.

"I think you'll find that it's much easier to concentrate once you've...cleared your head." she said.

Coach Blue looked at her, a little confused.

"I think you may also find that it's very difficult to keep yourself from...well, performing at your normal level here at the school, being comprised of females. But a man of your caliber shouldn't have any problems."

"You mean, practicing?" Coach Blue asked, still confused.

"Yes." Evelyn said. "I'm sure there will be days when you wake up and say "I don't want to do this." But I'm sure that as the day wears on you'll find your second wind. I have faith in you!"

"Umm. Thank you?" Coach Blue said.

"Remember." Evelyn said. "Breastford is a place that leaves you wanting more."

"Right." Coach Blue said.

Evelyn stood up and walked over to the door.

"Well if that's all..." she said. "Then I'll be going now. Feel free to familiarize yourself with our humble school if you wish. You've got a big day tomorrow, Stud."

"Um. Yes ma'am. Thank you very much." Coach Blue said.

"The keys are on the desk." Evelyn said. "Buh Bye!"

And then she was gone.

* * * * * * * * *

It was Sunday afternoon.

Coach Blue's wife, Laura, was due for arrival at any minute; along with a truckload of furniture and other belongings. Both Steven Blue and Natalie Knockers were waiting just outside his new residence when they heard the familiar happy-tone voice of Paula Swanson.

"Running late?" she asked, upon reaching earshot.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue answered. "Truck should've been here an hour ago."

"Oh I wouldn't mind that." Natalie broke in. "Samantha likes to take her time on her little 'adventures.'"

Paula looked at the confused look on Coach Blue's face.

"Samantha is one of our driver's. She enjoys traveling so much that anytime an opportunity arises where she might need to travel, no matter what the distance, she's the first to volunteer."

"Yeah." Natalie agreed. "She's a strange one."

"Natalie!" Paula scolded. 

But before Natalie could offer a rebuttal they heard the sound of a large vehicle approaching in the distance. Not long after they saw a huge moving truck turn the corner and head down the street. The truck stopped in front of Coach Blue's empty, rented out new home, where it stayed.

The roar of the engine stopped, but when no one stepped out Coach Blue decided to spring into action. He walked over to the driver's seat and saw a woman who looked like she was deep in conversation with the passenger. He walked around and saw the familiar face of his wife through the passenger's window. 

As soon as they stopped talking, Laura Blue opened the door and stepped outside.

"Hi! Honey!" she said, throwing her arms around her husband as soon as she was on the ground.

"Hey." Coach Blue responded.

"I was just having an interesting conversation with Samantha here. She told me all about what it's like here in Breastford."

Then, she leaned in so that only Coach Blue could hear the next words she uttered.

"Between you and me, I think she's a little odd..."

"Oh yeah? Is that so?" Coach Blue asked.

But before she could answer, she was greeted by the busty and beautiful neighborhood leader, Natalie Knockers.

"Wow it's so nice to meet you!" Natalie exclaimed. "Steven spoke of you constantly."

"All good things, I hope." Laura said.

"Of course..." Natalie said, sizing up the coach's wife.

She definitely was not easy on the eyes, at least, not to a woman living in Breastford. Nor for a man living in Breastford. She had let herself go in all the wrong places. Natalie could tell that she may have been beautiful at one time, but she couldn't possibly see what anyone would see in her now. To the institutionalized mind of a citizen of Breastford, only one word could describe Laura Blue: grotesque.

However, a grotesque appearance was not completely unfamiliar to the city. Samantha, the driver, shared a faint resemblance with Laura Blue, as did a few other "select" citizens. But what Laura lacked Samantha withheld, in small doses. Samantha had the curves and cleavage some men dream about. Her massive udders ranked at least in the E's, but that was quickly offset by her obesity. Laura was, to put it quite simply, solely obese.

The three of them made their way up the pathway to the house, where Paula was discussing the arrangements with Samantha.

"I don't mind giving you folks a hand." Samantha said, looking at the new members of the neighborhood. "I have to take the truck back anyway."

"Paula and I would love to help, but we have business to take care of elsewhere." Natalie said.

Laura looked over at Paula.

"Hello!" she said. "You must be Paula. I believe you mentioned something about living close by?"

Paula took a step forward and flashed her a smile.

"Yes. My daughter and I live just a few houses down."

"I hope we'll see more of each other in the future." Laura said.

"Indeed." Paula responded.

She and Natalie gave their goodbyes, leaving Laura, Steven, and Samantha to unload the truck.

* * * * * * * * *

"Whew! What a day!" Coach Blue exclaimed, collapsing on the newly arrived couch.

The day had consisted of him doing most of the work while Laura organized the inside of their new home. Together, he and Samantha had managed to unload all of the items; although Samantha had only worked about half as much as he did.

As he caught his breath on the couch, Samantha spoke to him and his wife.

"Well, if that's the last of it then I think I'll be off now."

Laura put down the items she was holding.

"Thank you Samantha, for all your help and generosity." she said.

"Don't mention it." Samantha responded. "Good bye."

"Bye!" Laura exclaimed.

She walked over to the couch where her husband was sprawled. 

"What a nice woman." she said, as soon as the front door was closed.

"Yeah. Nice." Coach Blue said.

"Steven..." she said, straddling her husband. "You know, we haven't seen each other in days. And now we finally have some time to ourselves."

Coach Blue gave a small groan. At the moment, his penis was as limp as it could get. A full afternoon of looking at his wife and an equally disenchanting woman did nothing for his sex drive.

Laura began to grind her hips on her husband's, rubbing her cunt with his limp rod even though they were still fully dressed. But Coach Blue sat up and slowed his wife to a stop. He slowly nudged her off him and swung his legs over the side of the couch to a sitting position.

"Not now, Laura. I'm too tired." he said.

"I just thought it would relax you." Laura said, awkwardly.

"I just don't feel like it." Coach Blue responded.

Laura frowned, but before long the frown turned into a scowl. 

"Fine." she said.

She got up and walked out of the living room.

Coach Blue got up and walked over to the window. He began to think of ways to justify his actions. It wasn't as though he was being entirely indirect with his wife. The fact remained that even if he did manage to get in the mood, there was no telling how long he could stay there. Ever since last night he felt very much like a bottle rocket in that area of his life. It was the same way he had felt upon arriving in Breastford.

A few houses down, he could see the blonde girl outside again. She was walking down the pathway of her house to the driveway. She held a basketball in her hands. As she began to bounce it, Coach Blue couldn't help but see what else was bouncing.

"Ow!" he muttered.

His dick had throbbed slightly, and it felt as though he had just finished having sex. The throbbing was familiar to him, it was the type of throb a penis only gives during the fifteen minutes of rest in between sex sessions. But the pain...

Not only did it hurt, but it hurt with intensity. The pain actually caused him to stop viewing for a second. But his mind quickly told his eyes to look back at the girl. Upon viewing her busty beauty his penis throbbed yet again, painfully.

"Ow!" he said again. "What the hell?"

This time he had to step away from the window. His penis had throbbed and grew to full erection, but the pain caused it to retreat once more. He didn't want to look out the window. He didn't want to see the busty blond across the street. He didn't want to hurt any longer. Yet there he stood, slowly stepping towards the window again...

KNOCK KNOCK

He was quickly interrupted by a knock at the door.

Hesitantly, he snapped out of his daze and walked to the door. Upon opening it, he saw that it was Gretchen who had knocked.

"Hey." she said. "Can I come in?" 

Coach Blue looked over his shoulder. His wife was nowhere in sight. He figured she was probably in the bedroom.

"Uuhhh...no." he said. "The place is a little...bare. Let's just talk outside." 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 08



He nudged his way out the door, pushing Gretchen outside with his body as he did so. Gretchen complied, but due to lack of quick movement she managed to brush up against Coach Blue's body. Coach Blue felt her D cup breasts push into him...and his dick throbbed painfully yet again.

"I wanted to ask you-" 

Gretchen was talking, but Coach Blue could not hear a word. He was busy focusing on getting the pain to leave his pants. As the pain finally subsided, he realized that Gretchen was no longer speaking.

"Come again?" he said, looking at Gretchen.

As Gretchen began to speak again, his eyes wandered back across the street. From out here he had a much better view of the bouncing. Gretchen saw his eyes light up and followed their gaze across the street. The blonde girl was standing with her arms raised as the basketball penetrated the hoop, apparently she had just come down from a jump shot.

"Figures." she said, watching Coach Blue's expression as the girl went up for another shot.

"That's Brooke." she said.

"Pardon?" Coach Blue asked, breaking his view.

"Brooke. Brooke Biguns." Gretchen repeated. "She's a point guard."

Coach Blue was temporarily distracted as another girl approached Brooke. She and Brooke looked to be about the same build (he guessed E's). She, too, was blonde. And like Brooke, very slender. 

"That's Brittany." Gretchen said. "She and Brooke are besties. They make a pretty good team."

"Besties?" Coach Blue asked, not taking an eye off the busty blondes.

"Bff's." Gretchen said. "Best female friends."

"Oh." Coach Blue said as he watched the two busty teens engage in a conversation.

The conversation, however, was short lived as the two girls turned their backs. Coach Blue now had an excellent view of their luscious rears. Their tight buns pressed into the fabric of their blue basketball shorts, making them look as though they were painted on. The shorts ended rather abrupt, allowing them to show off their smooth, slender legs. Coach Blue's eyes wandered up and down the two pairs of beautiful legs, finally resting on the crevices of smooth flesh leading to their ballooned butts. Coach Blue's penis throbbed and ached nonstop as his mind wandered to all the naughty things he could do with those beautifully round asses, asses that just screamed "fuck us." Not to mention the teen legs that finished the sentence with "for the first time."

The pain was getting worse. Coach Blue's sight began to drift in and out due to the pain and throbbing. But his mind kept telling his eyes to look, to look at that beautiful high school ass.

"Don't forget the E's..." Gretchen said.

Coach Blue's hearing had been drifting in and out as well. This time, however, he was once again distracted. This time because the two girls across the street had decided to turn back around. And as their luscious melons came into view once more Coach Blue's cock began to ache and wince.

"Wha-what?" he asked.

"I said..." Gretchen reiterated. She took his hands in hers and guided them to her big breasts, which had been bulging underneath her tight tee. "Don't forget these..."

Coach Blue felt Gretchen's giant juggs in the palms of his hands. He watched the two busty girls walking, their huge breasts jiggling with each and every step. His breathing became more and more pronounced as Gretchen's bulging breasts added to the pain in his pants.

"Aahh...aah..." he panted.

"Coach are you okay?" Gretchen asked. "You look a little-"

But it was too late. Those were the last words Coach Blue heard before blacking out.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 09



"Steven! Steven! Oh good, you're awake."

Coach Blue awoke to the sound of his wife's voice. It took him a while to realize he was lying on the couch. As he sat up, he realized he had a splitting headache. He gripped his head and breathed in and out, letting the pain die down. When it finally did, he opened his eyes to see his wife walking towards him. 

"You slept right through breakfast, honey." she said.

"I...did?" Coach Blue asked, confused.

"Honey, I'm sorry about last night." Laura said. "You must have really been feeling bad to have slept on the couch."

"Well." Coach Blue said, standing up. "What can I say?"

Laura looked at him and smiled.

"I set your clothes out for you. They'll be ready as soon as you get out of the shower."

She stood up and brushed up against him.

"Would you like me to join you?" she asked.

Coach Blue's heart sank to the pit of his stomach. He could think of a hundred things he would rather do than see his wife naked, and they were all probably waiting for him at the school.

School!

"What time is it?" he asked, trying his best not to smile at the subject's timing.

"Half an hour til." Laura said. "We can still get a quickie in." 

She tried to brush up against her husband yet again, but hit only air as he backed away.

"No can do, dear." he said. "I've got to get their early...to uhhh...prepare for classes."

Laura frowned at the news.

"Oh." she said. "That's okay then. Maybe when you get back." 

"Yeah." Coach Blue said. "Let's hope."

He turned around and walked towards the bathroom. He felt like a man discovering a new life. He smiled at the bullet he had just dodged. He smiled at his new life. He smiled at his great luck. He smiled at his great health. He smiled at his penis, which showed no signs of inadequacy. But most of all, he smiled at what awaited him.

* * * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue sat back in his office, eagerly awaiting his first class. He was to coach only two classes throughout the day, one of which took place in the afternoon. The other, which took place in the morning, was a standard physical education class. The afternoon class, however, was athletics. This was the one most of the girls from the first class would be pining over. It was the class the basketball team would hold it's practices.

Each class was to hold an expected upwards of 30+ girls. He was told, though, that many of the girls in athletics would consist of the same girls who were in physical education. That was fine by Coach Blue. "As long as I can watch them bounce those basketballs." he had said.

The bell rang. Coach Blue's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of doors opening in the hallways, and the echo of footsteps coming from the hall. Not long after that he heard the locker room door swing open again and again. He heard the slamming of lockers through the thin walls of his office. He could even make out muffled conversation and other noises, though he paid no attention to that. 

He decided it was time to take the gym. Much of his morning had been spent maintaining the gym floors, organizing his office, and generally getting prepared. But the entire morning had been spent waiting for this moment. He stepped out of his office and walked towards the gym. He opened the door with the sign on it (which he had posted) and stepped on to the gym floor. He waited.

Soon the door to the gym swung open, and in walked a petite redhead followed closely by a petite brunette. Both were very, very stacked. They walked towards the center of the gym where Coach Blue was standing and stood a few feet away, side by side.

"Um...is this right?" asked the redhead.

Coach Blue looked at them both. They were absolutely stunning. Hourglass figures, smooth faces, long slender legs, and best of all...huge breasts. He guessed both girls to be at least DD's. 

"Yes...that's perfect." Coach Blue said, doing his best to hide his growing erection.

Soon more and more girls entered. They stood side by side, surrounding him. There were blonds, brunettes, redheads, short girls, tall girls, girls with dyed hair, girls that wore glasses, girls who looked shy, girls who looked outspoken, and not a one of them seemed to be less than a D cup. Soon the girls had formed a perfect circle around him. Standing side by side, it seemed as though they were displaying their breasts to them as proudly as they could. Coach Blue looked from busty girl to busty girl, wondering which of them he would most like to have. He hesitated a little when he noticed Nina standing with her arms crossed. The girls standing next to her seemed to be giggling and engaging in conversation, including Gretchen, but Nina had a look of boredom on her face.

Coach Blue continued to check them out. So many girls! He had no idea where to start. He figured it would come in due time. Eventually, he planned to get to know each and ever girl here personally.

The gym was filled with the sounds of girlish giggles, and the mingling of teenagers. Coach Blue heard himself referred to a couple of times. That was his cue to shut them up.

"Listen up!" he yelled.

He waited, and slowly but surely the noises died down. 

"My name is Coach Blue." he said. "As you are aware, I'm new here. However, don't think that I am a pushover. Over the next few months, you girls will learn exactly what it takes to make it in the wide world of sports."

He paused for dramatic effect.

"This class has an upwards of thirty potential ball players." he announced. "Out of those thirty, eleven will make the varsity team. Out of those eleven, five will start. Out of those five, one will make MVP."

Coach Blue continued.

"They key, ladies, is effort. How bad do you want it? What will you do to obtain it? What will you sacrifice?"

As he looked from each busty pair to the next, he became distracted. His erection was growing and growing, and he was sure there was not a one of them here that wouldn't notice. He was, after all, literally the center of attention. He did his best to continue with his speech and keep his hard on at bay. 

"Today will mainly focus on getting to know where you are as a group. Over time, I will get to know each of you as individuals. For now I would like you all to split up on either side of the court and start bouncing those basketballs."

Some of the girls giggled at this comment.

"I mean, take shots." Coach Blue corrected himself. "Just shoot around so I can watch, er, I mean...so I can observe you."

He walked towards a pair of boobs that belonged to a petite brunette. Beside her was an equally petite blond with dirty streaks in her hair. Unfortunately for the blonde, her rack wasn't nearly as big as the brunette's. 

"Could you excuse me, ladies?" Coach Blue asked upon reaching them.

"So soon?" the brunette asked, teasingly. "And it's Jessica."

"Jessica." Coach Blue said. "I need to get through. If you don't mind?" 

He gestured for her to move.

Jessica complied, although she never took her eyes off her new coach.

Coach Blue squeezed through the wall of busty women and walked towards a basket of balls, which he wheeled to the edge of the court.

"Grab a ball and begin shooting." he said.

The girls walked over to the cart and one by one they picked up a ball and carried it with them back on to the court. Coach Blue observed them as they did so, taking note of how they handled their basketballs, as well as the basketballs in the cart.

As Jessica grabbed a ball, Coach Blue heard her mutter to her blond friend.

"I bet he'd start shooting if I grabbed his ball." she said.

Both she and her friend giggled as they made their way back to the court.

As Nina took a ball from the cart, Coach Blue greeted her with a friend hello.

"Hmph" was her only response.

Gretchen was not far behind her.

"Don't mind her." she said as she fetched a basketball. "She likes to maintain a certain image."

"Oh." Coach Blue said. He leaned in a little closer to Gretchen. "Hey, about last night..."

"I pulled you in." Gretchen said. "You were completely out, and I couldn't just leave you on the porch."

Coach Blue nodded, and then gestured for Gretchen to begin her shoot around.

It wasn't long before Coach Blue saw the familiar pairs of Brittany and Brooke.

They were quietly muttering to each other as they approached Coach Blue and the basket of balls. He heard them giggle as they made their way back to the court.

Before long only one girl was left. She looked to be a loner. She had jet black hair that flowed down passed her shoulders, black eyeliner, and a pale face. Her breasts were so big they were stretching the fabric of her school issued gym uniform. Granted, all the girls' breasts were big enough to stretch the fabric. But this girl was one of the few Coach Blue actually thought could rip the top right off if she breathed wrong.

He began walking around, watching each busty teen as they took their shots. He was especially having fun watching their huge juggs bounce around inside their shirts and sports bras. Everywhere he looked he saw nipples protruding through the tops of big breasted teens, and he was sure there were a few that didn't have a bra on.

His attention turned to Brooke Biguns and her friend, the busty blonde Brittany. It suddenly occurred to him that he had not had a blonde since he got to Breastford, nor could he remember the last time he was with a blonde in his life. He was certainly in the mood for one now. Or two, as was the case of the two busty blondes Brooke and Brittany.

As he watched the two make their shots he saw that neither one of them was any good. They had seemed somewhat better last night, but on the other hand he had been watching the basketballs underneath their shirts. In fact, none of the girls here seemed to be any good; with the exception of a couple. Nina Knockers seemed to be holding her own quite nicely. 

He decided to head over to the two blondes and give them a few pointers. 

"And what's your name?" he asked the first blonde.

"Brooke." she said. "Brooke Biguns."

Brooke looked at him with the face of an angel. Her brown eyes teased him with their very existence, as did her beautifully endowed body.

"And you are...?" he asked, turning his attention to Brittany.

"Brittany." she replied. "Brittany Bust."

She turned to her friend and the two of them gave a slight giggle.

"Are you going to help us with our form, Coach?" Brooke asked, turning around.

As she did so, Coach Blue had a great view of her behind; the very behind he had been somewhat obsessed with last night.

"The thought had crossed my mind..." he said, staring at Brooke's tight little ass. Her buns made the short shorts she had on scream for mercy, and their roundness was enough to make a priest lose his religion.

He stepped forward, slowly pushing his pelvis against Brooke. He reached forward and took her hands. He placed them on the basketball the way he expected her to hold it.

"Now..." he said. "When you shoot, you have to bend your knees slightly." 

"Like this?" Brooke asked, bending her knees. 

The motion caused her beautiful butt to balloon out into Coach Blue's aching bulge. Coach Blue instinctively ground into her just a little bit; just shy of being playful.

Coach Blue was in the middle of keeping his erection down when Brittany stepped forward. She ground her chest into both Coach Blue and Brooke from their sides, coaxing a small moan from Coach Blue as he felt her giant melons bulge against the side of his body.

"I want a lesson too..." she said, taking Coach Blue's hand and placing it on her own luscious rear.

Coach Blue instinctively squeezed her soft, supple asscheek and pulled her to him a little tighter as he ground his aching rod against Brooke's lovely teen ass. He gripped Brooke's right asscheek with his other hand and pulled both her and Brittany closer to him as he ground into Brooke. 

He began to moan, but suddenly stopped himself as he remember where he was. On top of that, some of the other girls had taken to staring. And to make matters worse, he felt he was on the edge of orgasm. He backed away from the girls and quickly made his way to his office.

Once inside he opened the mini-fridge he had requested and pulled out an icepack. He placed it on the bulge in his pants and sat down.

"C'mon Steven." he said to himself. "You can do this. Just take it once step at a time. Baby steps."

And with that, he got up and walked out the door to begin round two.

He got up and made his way to the center of the gym floor where he stood watching each busty girl as they took their shots. Before long, his head was filled with a sense of relaxation and comfort. He felt as though he had his eyes closed and was floating on a sea of soft, pillowy clouds. But in this case, his eyes were wide open, and staring at a sea of soft, pillowy melons. All around him they were bouncing, jiggling, swarming; making it hard for him to focus, and yet somehow clearing his head. He felt as if taking one step would cause his penis to explode. The events of now seemed to coincide with his anticipation, and the sexual strain was almost more than he could bear. All the while his erection grew, throbbed, and even spasmed. He was almost there...

RING

The bell managed to knock him out of his trance.

The girls walked towards the cart and began putting away their basketballs. 

"Remember!" Coach Blue yelled. "Any girl wishing to join the basketball team MUST show up for afternoon practice. No exceptions. Thank you ladies!"

He heard a few "you're welcomes" and couldn't decide if there were hints of sarcasm embedded in their voices.

Once the last girl was gone, Coach Blue began to limp towards his office. As he entered, he shut the door behind him. He had just sat down when he heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" he shouted.

The door opened slowly, and in walked the busty friends Brittany and Brooke.

"Well hello ladies." Coach Blue said, scooting his chair into the desk to hide his erection. "What can I do for you?"

The two blondes walked in, a little nervously, and stood side by side. Coach Blue could see them trying to hold back giggles as their legs fidgeted; their chests, however, proudly stood at attention. He had to fidget a little himself to keep his erection under control, especially since he could clearly make out their hard nipples poking through their bras and shirts.

"Um...hey Coach." Brittany finally spoke up. "We were just um...wondering...who you were going to put on the team."

Once she said it, she let a small laugh escape her lips. Brooke joined her in her girlish laughter. The two of them were acting like a couple of giddy schoolgirls.

"Brittany? Was it?" he asked.

"Yes." she nodded. "Brittany Bust."

"Well, Miss Bust." -he glanced at her huge rack as he said that- "It's still too early to tell."

He was having trouble finding the right words to say to the two busty beauties. Under his desk his dick was throbbing inside his gym shorts. He could feel a small wet spot forming where some precum managed to escape.

All of a sudden, the laughter stopped. The two girls looked at him with serious faces. 

"Put us on the team." Brooke said.

Coach Blue coughed in surprise.

"Erm...excuse me?" he said.

Brooke and Brittany looked at each other, then they turned and walked on either side of his desk until they were standing on either side of them. Coach Blue leaned forward, desperately trying to keep his aching erection from view, but it was no use. 

To his surprise, the girls didn't say anything. He felt no embarrassment whatsoever. In fact, he hardly felt anything at all. He felt relaxed. He felt relaxed with these two busty blondes standing just a few feet from either side of him. His pants, however, were anything but.

The girls stepped a little closer to Coach Blue, until they were just inches away. They bent down, lowering their bodies until their faces were at his face level. Coach Blue couldn't help but watch the way their big boobs bulged from inside their cloth prisons, being so close after all.

"Put us on the team..." Brooke repeated. "And we'll give you anything you want."

Their mouths were just a few inches from his. Their lips slowly swarmed around his face. The girls each raised their bodies slightly, until their proud chests were at his eye level. Their huge racks began to swarm around his face slightly. Coach Blue could see the movements of their stacked chests as they moved up and down with their breathing. His cock began to pulse very fast...

"Anything..." Brittany repeated.

"Oh....oh....Oh God!" he said, as he felt his cock beginning to erupt. 

He did his best to try and hide the fact that he was ejaculating prematurely, but it was blatantly obvious. To his surprise, neither girl made any sudden movements of surprise or shock. Rather they just stood there, their chests heaving just before him; coaxing many spurts of his rod. 

His orgasm hit him so hard that he began to spasm slightly in his chair. Each shot from his erupting dick caused his legs to stiffen up, and his back to arch upwards. To his left he could see Brittany, her huge boobs just inches from his face as she watched him cum. On his right, Brooke had a somewhat bored expression on her face. It was as if the two of them expected this to happen, and they were simply waiting for the next part.

"Why don't you take some time, and think about it?" Brooke said, her massive juggs pulling away from him as she stood up.

"Wa-wai-" Coach Blue put a hand up to stop her, but his orgasm was making it difficult to control his actions. He quickly looked to his left, but Brittany was also getting ready to leave.

As the two of them reached the door, Brooke turned the knob and opened it. She then stepped just outside the doorway. Brittany, however, turned around to say something.

"If you think of anything you'd like us to do...and I do mean 'anything'...just let us know. See ya around, Coach!" she said, giving the coach one final wave.

"Wait!" Coach Blue yelled.

But it was too late. The door had already shut. On the other side, however, he was certain he heard giggling.

The afternoon wore on uneventfully. Had he had his way, he would've been cruising the halls looking for any and all boobmeat he could possibly find. But as it were Evelyn had members of the staff check on him every now and then. At one point, she even stopped by herself to ask if there were any "talented individuals" among the bunch to which Coach Blue replied "a couple."

And so it was that the coach was left to actually perform the duties allotted to him, rather than scoping out the local talent. Just as well, he thought, as he wasn't sure he was properly prepared for the next class. Odd as it seemed, his body and mind seemed to be fighting over whether or not he was looking forward to it. But prepared or not; like it or not, basketball practice was well underway.

For a while he ran on autopilot, but the initial reaction he gave when the girls entered was the same as it had been that morning. Now, however, his body seemed to be reacting on it's own without his mind's consent. He realized he had a huge boner jutting out from his shorts only after several looks, points, and giggles from the girls. Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he seemed to be aware of pleasurable feeling. It was as if his body registered only the pleasure, or perhaps it was that the pain caused him to go numb. Either way, these thoughts of his ceased about halfway through practice. Upon seeing Nina Knockers' big knockers bounce uncontrollably after a jump shot (and praying that they bounced right out of her shirt), Coach Blue felt like he had gotten a second wind.

He walked over to Nina.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 09



"Nice form." he said.

Nina took an eye off the hoop and glanced at him.

"That's not my form you're looking at." she said, throwing the ball in the air.

Coach Blue's eyes were glued to her ginormous chest. "Breastford" was printed neatly on her top; however, it was illegible due to the vast stretching caused by her awesome rack. Her massive jugs ballooned outward, causing the writing on her chest to become a mass of squiggly lines.

"Well, I'm not seeing them, yet..." Coach Blue said.

He could hear the faint "swish" of the ball going through the net. As the ball hit the ground and bounced back towards her, Nina reached out for it.

"And you never will." she stated.

"C'mon, Nina." Coach Blue said.

Nina gave the coach a stern look. Her eyes looked straight through him as she tucked the ball under her arm.

"If you'll excuse me," she said, turning around. "I've got some practicing to do."

She started to walk away, leaving Coach Blue to stare at her beautiful ass as she did so. More importantly, he could make out a little side boob as she walked away. Her back was to him, but her breasts were so enormous that they could be seen jutting out from the sides of her body.

"God damn!" Coach Blue said to himself. "Now those are some tits."

Seeing Nina's big knockers walk away from him had left him in the mood for some serious boobage. He had to get his hands on a pair, or maybe two pairs, he thought as he glanced in the direction of Brooke and Brittany.

The blonde bosom buddies were shooting around on the other side of the court. Coach Blue felt certain he had a shot with these two babes, being as they had already said they would do anything to get on the team. And now that he was back in full swing he knew exactly what he wanted them to do.

He could see the girls' blond hair bouncing as both had their hair done in ponytails. Not to mention...

"Ladies!" he said upon reaching them. "How are you this afternoon?"

The two girls stopped shooting and turned around to face their new coach.

"Fine, Coach." Brittany giggled.

"Good, good." Coach Blue said. "Well if you two really want to make the team, I thought of something you could do for me."

Brooke let her basketball fall to the floor and stood by her friend. She and Brittany were identical in size and shape. Even their hair color was the same. Their faces, though similar, showed vast differences not in looks, but in attitude. Brittany had a sexy, supermodel face that screamed she was innocent even though it admitted that she wasn't. Brooke, however, had long eyelashes and the eyes of a girl that truly was innocent.

"Oh?" Brooke asked. "And what's that?"

Coach Blue eyed their big, beautiful, bulging breasts.

"Oh not much." he said. "Just show me a few things."

Brooke and Brittany eyed each other.

"Okay." Brittany said. "We can do that."

"Great." Coach Blue said, enthusiastically. "I'll see you two after class."

As he turned to walk away, he turned back around.

"And don't forget to bring your basketballs." he added, leaving the two busty beauties shrugging their shoulders.

* * * * * * * *

Coach Blue could hardly contain his erection as practice wore on. There were a few times when he thought he wasn't going to make it, but the thought of seeing Brooke and Brittany's huge pairs was more than enough to keep him from stroking himself. Well, almost.

He had it all planned out. He would watch on eagerly as the two big-titted teens took their tops off. He would see their bare breasts in all their busty beauty. Then, when he'd had an eyeful of their handfuls he would remark on how hard their huge racks were making him. If they didn't get the hint he would simply remind them that if they wanted to be on the team, they had to do him this one favor. After they nodded in agreement all he would have to do is sit back and enjoy these two hooterific blondes as they massaged and sucked their way on the basketball team. And with any luck, he'd be tapping their fine asses that same afternoon.

Needless to say, once the practice was over he practically sprinted to his office. While the girls had been leaving, he'd barely had enough time to shout "good practice" before they all turned their backs. The one good thing about that was, of course, that there was no one left. And no one to distract him.

His dick was dripping with precum as he ran to his office. He quickly ran behind his desk and sat down in his chair. He leaned back, and noticed that his boner was jutting out towards the ceiling; almost level with his desk. He wondered if that would offend the girls. He shifted around, preparing himself for one of the best dual blowjobs of his life for some ten minutes before he heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" he yelled.

The door opened, and in walked the two busty blondes Brittany Bust and Brooke Biguns; for the second time that day. They wore the same school issued gym clothing as all the other girls. Like Nina, the letter's on their tees were obscured by the vast amount of titflesh buried beneath them. Unlike Nina, however, their chests were just a bit smaller. 

The girls walked in and made their way to the two brand new chairs Coach Blue had set out in front of his desk earlier that day. They each sat down and got relaxed.

"Hello, Coach." Brooke said, shooting him a somewhat seductive look.

"You wanted to see us?" Brittany asked.

Coach Blue could hardly contain his excitement. As he leaned back in his chair he began to wonder if he could make it to the blowjob.

"Actually," Coach Blue replied. "I wanted to see your basketballs."

The two girls looked at each other. Brittany started to stand up.

"I left them out on the floor, sorry!" she said.

She pulled Brooke by the arm and pulled her to her feet.

"Actually," Coach Blue said, stopping them. "I meant those basketballs." 

He pointed at their chests, respectively.

Both Brittany and Brooke looked at their own chests, then at each other's. Not long after, they broke out in laughter.

Coach Blue watched them laugh, somewhat confused. But the presence of their huge sweater meats was more than enough to sustain his confusion. The laughter died down, and as the two girls noticed that Coach Blue wasn't laughing they looked at each other again.

"Wait, Brit." Brooke spoke. "I think he's...serious!"

She looked at her friend, and then back at Coach Blue.

"You're serious...right?" she asked him.

"Oh yeah." Coach Blue stated.

The two girls looked at each other yet again. Now they were the ones confused. It was Brittany who broke the ice.

"You gotta give the guy credit." she said to her friend. "The other's didn't make it this far."

She flashed Brooke a sexy smile. Brooke blinked for a second, then caught on and returned the smile.

"So...you wanna see our big, bouncy basketballs, Coach?" she asked.

"Hell yeah!" Coach Blue exclaimed. 

His cock was dripping with precum from the excitement. The best part, no pain whatsoever.

"Stay there." Brittany said. "We'll bring them to you." 

She and Brooke each walked on either side of the coach's desk, to either side of his chair just as they had done previously. Only this time, they lifted their gray blouses up above their head as they did so exposing their gray sports bras to the horny coach.

Coach Blue licked his lips as he watched the two bra-clad teens approach him on either side. He could see their hard nipples, rock hard as they pressed into the fabric of their sports bras. Their jugs were so massive that they forced the bras to stretch and take the shape of their perfect balloon-shaped boobs. The fabric was fighting a valiant battle atop their gorgeous chests, but it seemed both bras were losing the battle for their breasts.

Coach Blue felt a sharpness surge through his body as he saw the two big boobed hotties reach behind them and unclasp their bras. He heard the snap of their bras coming undone, and without warning, he began to cum. 

As Brooke and Brittany made their way around his desk, they saw that what was left of the bulge in his pants pulsing slightly. Soon after, they saw a wetspot form. 

Coach Blue looked up at the two busty beauties, he was still ejaculating. He was confused. He hadn't even felt like cumming. There was no pulsing or throbbing, there was only...

The two girls saw this and took note of it. They threw a couple of fake pouts at their coach and slowly backed away, fastening their bras as they did so.

"Wait!" Coach Blue said. "Wait! I can...I can..."

He felt his orgasm ending. He didn't want the same thing that had happened this morning to happen again. He forced himself to stare at the two gorgeous racks in front of him, and focused on getting hard again.

"Just give me...a...minute..." he panted.

Brittan looked at Brooke, and the two of them walked over to Coach Blue yet again. They lowered their bodies so that they were at his level.

"You don't get it, do you?" Brooke said. "This is as far as you get."

Coach Blue panted slowly. His eyelids were growing unbearably heavy.

"But you said...anything." he said.

"And you said you'd put us on the team. And you will." Brittany said. "Or you can forget about any more of...this." 

She pointed to his wet spot.

"I just wanna see..." Coach Blue muttered.

"Yeah, you wanna see. He wanted to see, they all wanted to see." Brittany said. "But you can't. And you won't."

"But...wha...wha?" 

Brittany looked at her friend. She winked at her, and the two of them shared a quick smile. They lowered their chests down to his eye level.

"You wanna see these?" Brittany asked, gripping her big boobs in each hand.

Coach Blue nodded. Somehow he just didn't have the strength to talk. His cock was still aching from the aftermath of his eruption, but he wasn't about to let that stop him from seeing two of the biggest pairs of basketballs in the gym.

Brooke giggled.

"Oh Coach!" she said, bouncing her massive tits around insider her sports bra. "That was ALL the convincing we needed! Your words just make us want to RIP off our bras and show you our BIG tits!"

Brittany decided to take her cue.

"Oh yeah!" she exclaimed. "You are so hawt! You're so hawt it makes us want to show you our big tits! Should we, Brooke?"

"I don't see why not. After all, he is just sooo special." she said, sarcastically.

Coach Blue registered the sarcasm dripping from their words, but he was too enthralled by their dual cleavage to care. He'd never been this tired after an orgasm, but then again, it was rare that he had two in one day. Or...it used to be.

He felt his eyelids give way once or twice. They seemed to be growing more and more weary with every squeeze the girls gave to their firm, ripe melons. He heard the double snap of their bras as they unfastened them, and when he was able to keep his pants from getting any wetter he knew it wouldn't be long before he saw their huge tits in the flesh.

"Wow!" he thought to himself. The straps from the back of both bras were dangling on the sides of each girl's busty rack. Coach Blue saw this and noted that the only thing keeping the cups of their bras over their perfect breasts were the straps over their shoulders.

His eyelids closed yet again.

"Just a little...longer." thought the spent coach.

But in the back of his mind, he knew that he wouldn't be opening them again. Just before he faded into total darkness, he saw both girls reach up to the cups of their bra and begin to pull them away from their chests. Unfortunately, he did not get to see them finish.

The sweet, girlish voice of Brooke Biguns was the last thing he heard.

"Nighty night, Coach."

* * * * * * * * * *

It was dark.

The last thing he remembered was the sexy voice of Brooke Biguns. He had been just moments away from seeing her and her friends huge hooters and spending some quality time with them, and he couldn't believe he had blown it. He couldn't even believe he had blown it before passing out!

The last thing he remembered seeing was their bras lifting off their enormous chests by a few centimeters. Those thin fabrics were like the pearly gates preventing him access into Heaven. And anytime he found some way around them, he always got shot back down to Earth.

"Damn!" he said, sitting up. 

As he did so, he realized he had been lying on a couch. He squinted, and as his eyes became accustomed to the darkness he could tell that he was still in his office. He swung his legs off the couch and stood up, but just as he took a step for the door he heard a voice:

"I hope you were only sleeping." 

Startled, Coach Blue turned around. He could make out a shadowy figure sitting in his chair at his desk.

"Wha- who are you?!" he said.

"Because if this was anything else I'm not sure your wife would approve." the voice said.

"Samantha?" Coach Blue asked.

"Yes." she said, getting up from his chair. She walked around the desk, passed him, and flicked on the light.

"What business is it of yours?" Coach Blue asked, defensively.

"Well, none, I should say." Samantha responded. "I'm only a janitor."

Coach Blue eyed her as he took in the conversation. She wore a pair of what appeared to be brown khaki shorts, but they did nothing to cover her bulky legs. Her top consisted of an equally brown janitorial work jacket, and a white blouse underneath. Her massive chest jutted out invitingly, but the rest of her screamed warningly. Her soft face contradicted the position and uniform she was in.

The coach couldn't help but think somewhere in his head that this woman was not an ugly woman. But the rest of him could not get passed the layers of fat surrounding her entire body, even in the face.

"I thought you were a driver." Coach Blue said.

"I am." she said. "I drive, clean, move things, I do everything they don't want to do."

"They?" Coach Blue asked.

"They're so dainty." Samantha replied. "They think that just because they're beautiful they shouldn't have to lift a finger."

As Samantha mentioned this, Coach Blue couldn't help but think of the two busty teens earlier in his office. If he could have just waited or held on for a few more moments...

"Steven..." Samantha said. "You have a wonderful wife. Don't let those women make you into something that you're not."

Coach Blue was pulled away from his thoughts at this comment.

"Hey!" he accused. "I don't need you, or anyone else, to tell me about my wife!"

And with that he turned to walk away.

"It will keep happening..." Samantha said. "until you die!"

This made Coach Blue stop abruptly. He turned around and looked at Samantha in confusion.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"I said it will keep happening. This..." she pointed around as if she were pointing at the entire situation. "Unless you do something to stop it."

"What do you mean 'this'?" asked a confused Coach. "And stop what?"

"That's what they do. They lure people into doing exactly what it is they want them to do. But with men it's different. Men never seem to last."

Coach Blue blinked.

"Your black outs...that's their doing. That's what happens when men get too close."

"Too close to what?" 

Samantha locked eyes with Coach Blue, then her eyes glanced down towards her chest. After that she looked back at the confused coach. He looked a little uneasy.

"You mean...um...erm...climax?" he asked.

To his surprise, Samantha did not get awkward. Instead she gave a sarcastic chuckle.

"Please." she said. "I make people climax. Your wife makes you climax. These women..."

She trailed off.

"What?" Coach Blue asked.

"These women take it a step further. Climaxes are like child's play to them. Some of them don't even have to lift a finger..."

"You're not joking?" 

"You just blacked out. I'd say that's no joke."

The coach looked around his office. Somehow, everything Samantha was telling him had crossed his mind. It wasn't until now that he chose to accept it.

"How do I get around it?" he asked.

"Around what?" Samantha said in surprise.

"The blackouts!" Coach Blue exclaimed. "How do I get around the blackouts? And how can I stop this?"

He pointed to the stain in his pants.

Samantha's eyes went wide. She hadn't expected this of Coach Blue.

"You...you can't." she said. 

Coach Blue thought back to the night he had had with Paula and Natalie. He had felt different that day. There was something she wasn't telling him.

"Bullshit!" Coach Blue said. "Tell me how!"

"There's...no way!" Samantha said. She was getting scared. Coach Blue was like a madman that refused to accept the truth.

"Tell me!" Coach Blue yelled.

"You can't! For God's sakes, Coach. You have a wife!"

Coach Blue sat down on the couch and buried his face in his hands. This was all just so frustrating. If he could just get it together for one day, one night, one hour...

Samantha looked at Coach Blue. She mistook his frustration for sadness.

"I brought that couch in earlier today." she said. "I thought you might need it."

"Thanks..." Coach Blue muttered.

"Look, Coach. The truth is...the truth is that there's not much you can do. This is going to keep happening until it can't happen anymore. You can thank whoever brought you here for that."

Gretchen! Coach Blue thought. He and Gretchen were long overdue for a little chat. With any luck, he'd be able to spark a solution to all this after talking with her. Boy, was she going to get a mouthful.

"But listen."

Samantha interrupted his thoughts.

"You've lasted longer than the other guys. So maybe all is not lost. Maybe if you spent more time with your wife. That way, you'll be happy no matter what happens."

Coach Blue simply nodded in agreement.

"And...stay away from the others." Samantha continued. "Especially the young ones. I know that's going to be difficult to manage, with your profession and all, but it will have to do."

Coach Blue nodded again.

Samantha stood up to leave.

"I've got to go." she said. "I have much work to do before Miss Evers comes by for inspection. Go home Steven. See your wife. Make love to her. That's how you'll beat this."

Coach Blue did not move a muscle. He didn't even look at Samantha as she walked out and shut the door behind her. She was crazy if she thought he was actually going to go back to his wife. Laura was the last thing on his mind, and there was no chance he would ever go back to fucking her. Not if he had anything to say about it.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 10



"So Brooke, do you think Coach Blue will finally get to see our BIG boobies today?"

"I dunno, Brit. Let's find out."

The two blondes quickly took off their blouses and discarded them. Today, they each wore light gray bras which pieced together in the front. It allowed for easier access, and the easier it got the faster they could leave.

They were standing at the center of Coach Steven Blue's office. The coach sat in his newly acquired couch, shifting nervously as a massive boner pitched a tent in his pants. He was trying desperately to hold his load, but the girls could see it pulsing and throbbing ever so slightly; and they knew it wouldn't be much longer.

The girls cupped their big boobs through their bras, bouncing and jiggling them. Coach Blue could see their soft titflesh as they squeezed them, teasing him with their huge chests. Slowly, they began to approach the horny coach.

"What's the matter, coach?" Brooke asked, walking towards him as she did so. "Getting a little eager?"

Coach Blue gripped the couch with both hands, stretching his arms out as wide as he could; doing his best to hold it in. The busty teens, however, simply giggled as they watched him struggling; his tent now pointing straight up in the air, looking bigger than ever.

Brittany walked alongside her friend, jiggling her own pair of massive jugs as well. Together, she and Brooke gripped their bras at the center, preparing to unfasten them. They lowered their chests to Coach Blue's face simultaneously as if they were going to smother him, their hands still at their cleavages, but they stopped just inches away. Coach Blue was lost in the familiar scent of tits that had been encased in a hot bra all day; a scent that was expertly and continuously given off by two busty babes such as Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust.

"Peek-a-boobs!" Brittany said, as she and Brooke unhooked their bras at their cleavages. 

Coach Blue heard the faint snap of their bras coming undone for what seemed like the millionth time this week, and it still had the same effect on him.

"No...no...NO!" he yelled, gripping the couch as his pants began to pulse. His cock spurted from inside his pants, pulsing against the fabric. At one point he actually thought it would tear through and end up shooting towards the two busty babes, but that didn't happen. Instead, he lunged upwards as if trying to force his tent towards the girls, but they only laughed as he did so.

The two blondes shook their titties for Coach Blue as he erupted. They held the cups of their unfastened 36DDD bras over their huge mountains of flesh and jiggled them around, getting just what they wanted out of Coach Blue without giving him what he wanted.

They were so close he could make out every individual detail from the tops of their gorgeous racks. And their jiggling jubblies only added to his orgasm. As it finally ended and his cock gave a few quick spurts before retreating for good the two busty beauties fastened their bras and raised up, leaving Coach Blue's cock as spent as a piece of gum that had already been chewed.

They walked to their discarded t-shirts and began putting them on.

"Great job today." Brooke said, pulling her small t-shirt down over her huge, bra-encased bust.

"Good timing." Brittany said, glancing at Coach Blue as she pulled her own shirt down over her large chest. 

"Hey!" she said to her friend. "Wanna come over and jump on the bed topless?"

"Sure!" Brooke said, flashing a smile towards Coach Blue. "And after that we can get naked and compare breasts!"

"Yeah!" Brittany agreed.

"Bye, Coach!" 

The girls giggled and waved as they walked out of his office, leaving Coach Blue to deal with the mess in and around his pants all by himself.

"Dammit!" he said, giving the couch a hard pound.

It was Friday. He had been trying all week to get inside their bras. Hell, he would have settled for a nipple slip at this point. But it mattered none. Everyday had been the same thing. Brooke and Brittany would waltz in giggling and such, then they would put on their sexiest faces and tease him until he came, and finally they would waltz back out giggling again. It was enough to drive a man crazy.

What was it Samantha had said? 

"'Make love to your wife.'"

No, Coach Blue thought. He wasn't that crazy.

Or was he? With all this sexual tension coursing through him day in and day out, he had to stick his dick in someone. But he couldn't go back to his wife. That would be like going back to gruel once you've already tasted lobster. And aside from that, he wasn't even sure if he could.

He and Gretchen needed to have a little talk. In the past, however, every little talk they had led to something more. This time, though, he was determined to get some answers out of her. That is, if he could find her. The little slut hadn't shown up to school all week. Fortunately, he knew where she lived. And the weekend was rapidly approaching.

* * * * * * * *

It was 4:00 when Coach Blue finally left his office. As he made his way out of the gym and through the school he recalled a time when he would work as late as ten, at his previous job; just another thing he had stopped doing since coming to Breastford.  

It was strange. 

He felt as though he were on a never-ending roller coaster. In the past two weeks he had gone from being an average guy to being a stud to being a loser then back to being a stud, and then back to being a loser where, unfortunately, it looked like the cycle ended. 

The coach in him could not help but see this as a basketball game; one minute you're up and the next you're down. He'd been down for a while, but that didn't mean he had to lose the game. 

As he made his way down a particular hallway he noticed Paula sitting in a classroom. He found this rather strange, as her classroom was quite a few doors away. In fact, her classroom was not even a classroom, more of a laboratory. Either way, he decided this would be a good conversation starter since they had not been on what one might call "good" terms lately. 

"Working late?" he asked, stopping in the doorway.

Paula gave a start and turned her head to the door. She was an absolute mess. She looked malnourished, wore no make up, and her hair was a total wreck.

"Steven!" she said, clutching a hand to her massive rack. "You startled me!"

"I'm sorry." Coach Blue apologized. "I...didn't mean to. I just saw that your door was open and well...I thought I'd drop in?"

Paula turned her attention back to the papers she had been grading.

"If that's okay, I mean." Coach Blue quickly added. 

He was desperate to salvage his relationship with both Paula and Natalie. They were the hottest duo he had ever come across. His pants began to tighten as he thought back to the amazing three-way they had had. If he took this one step at a time, starting with Paula, perhaps there was a chance...

"I suppose I could use a break."

Paula's words interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh. Great!" he said, stepping inside. He looked around the classroom and then turned back to Paula. "This is...your room?" 

"No." Paula said. "Our history teacher took ill. You know Martha? She asked me to fill in for her, and well...I just couldn't refuse."

Coach Blue vaguely recalled seeing Martha in passing. She, like all women in Breastford, was well endowed. However, he hadn't paid her any mind due to the fact that she was what one might call average, or Breastford-average to be more exact. Her daughter was one of his basketball players. The brunette teen was almost as busty as her mother, yet another average sentiment.

"I see." the coach chuckled. "So she's got you grading papers?"

Paula gave a small laugh.

"Yes, yes." she said. "You know me, anything for the children."

"Mind if I take a look?" Coach Blue asked, gesturing to the stacks of papers.

"Help yourself." Paula said, returning the gesture.

Coach Blue walked over to the desk and picked up a three-page essay. 

Paula pointed to the stack on the far left.

"These are by students who decided to begin at the colonization of Breastford, the absolute minimum in my opinion."

She pointed to the stack in the middle, the one with the most papers in it.

"These writings all predate the Age of Discovery and go into little, if any, details of ancient Mammazon society."

Finally, she pointed at the stack on the far right. It had very few papers in it.

"And these writings.." she said. "These writings not only show a proper understanding of the Mammazons, but also showcase each writer's individuality and creativity by withdrawing textbook knowledge and seemingly removing it from the picture."

Coach Blue had a confused look on his face.

"Writing from between the lines, so to speak. Truly inspired." she added.

"Ah. I see." Coach Blue said. He had no idea what she was talking about.

He picked up another paper and skimmed through it.

"Who is this Princess Baz I keep reading about? She seems to be in most papers."

"Very perceptive." Paula stated. "Very little is known about Princess Baz. Most of what we do know could easily be misconstrued with legends or folklore. Put simply, she was a Mammazon princess who went rogue. Tales of her exploits have been told for so long that they change with each passing generation. It would be impossible to determine how much of them are truth."

"Oh okay." Coach Blue said. "So she's like, some type of hero. Like the kind you tell bedtime stories about?"

"Well...yes. I suppose so. The fact that she's in most of these essays does little to disprove that theory."

As he finished skimming through the essay, Coach Blue stretched his arms outward and craned his neck for a bit.

"Well, I don't want to take up too much of your time." he said, giving a small yawn.

"Yes, I expect I'll be here all night."

"Good to know." Coach Blue said.

Paula looked at him with a questioning look.

"How's that?" she asked.

"Oh. It's nothing. Nevermind." Coach Blue said, laying the paper down on the desk. He got an immediate erection as he did so.

Paula watched the coach place the paper down awkwardly and step back, preparing to leave. As he stepped away, she couldn't help but notice the awkward way he was walking. Her eyes caught site of his crotch, and she immediately understood. She looked down at her chest and realized that her top three buttons were undone; they must have popped during their conversation. She covered her mouth and giggled as the coach walked away. She felt a mess; but it would seem the coach didn't think so.

"I'll uh...see ya around, Paula." Coach Blue said at the doorway, turning around to wave while trying to keep his crotch out of sight. 

Paula smiled at the coach's feeble attempt.

"Bye bye, Steven." she said, cheerfully.

Coach Blue stepped out of the classroom, finally, and started his walk down the hall. His mind drifted to the paper on top of the stack to the far right. He couldn't believe the reaction that paper had elicited from him. The reaction, the power...it was remarkable. He had only read the name, and yet it was all he could think about. She was all he could think about...

Back at the classroom Paula had gotten over Steven's torture. She decided it was time to get back to work. She picked up the paper on the far right and began grading it. When she was done, she reviewed her work.

"Inspired, indeed." she remarked.

With her red pen, she placed an A+ next to the name at the top: Nina Knockers.

* * * * * * * *

It was almost 5:00 when Coach Blue made his way across the Swanson driveway. He still had a rather huge protrusion, and it was causing him to limp ever so slightly. 

Nina Knockers...that name was the source of all his discomfort. There was more power in that name than any political figure in the entire world. It rolled off the tongue nicely and made you drool. It left you wanting, throbbing...

There were two things you could expect from a name like Nina Knockers, and she knew how to use them. Coach Blue recalled the first time they met. Nina had made him an offer and he had refused, stupidly. Now, he would give anything to see those big round knockers of hers. 

But she hadn't come off as easy. 

Much to the contrary. If you wanted something from Nina you had to give up something more in return, in particular for something rare and valuable like her breasts. Coach Blue had a feeling that had he taken her up on her offer, she would not have let him touch. Moreover, the gazing would probably only last a second or two. 

Nina was unreachable. Chasing her meant chasing a rainbow. Her bra was the pot, and her massive hooters were the gold. She thrived off the failed attempts from men to bed her. And somehow, he knew that there had been quite a few. If you had mentioned the name Nina Knockers to him outside of Breastford, his mind would have envisioned shots of a big breasted porn star taking shot after shot of man juice on her huge rack. 

Nina definitely had the body of a porn star, but she was nowhere near the slut she seemed. Her attitude is what set her apart, particularly her attitude towards sex. Deep down, Coach Blue knew that Nina had never been penetrated, that her massive jugs had never been fondled. They'd never known a man's touch...and they'd never felt the veins of a hard cock thrusting between them and penetrating her cleavage. This made her all the more desirable.

What he wouldn't give to fuck those virgin tits. To have those big massive boobs bouncing up and down with his cock wedged between them while she looked up at him, knowing that HE won the game. That it was HIS turn.

"Good, Nina." he would tell her. "Now bounce those basketballs just like you do on the court."

Just thinking about Nina's big juicy melons was making his mouth water. That was Nina. That was the power she had at her disposal. Even now, on the porch of the Swanson home, she was manipulating his every thought. Every move...

Coach Blue looked down at his aching crotch. His hand began moving towards it, preparing to go to town on himself. At the last second, it changed course and headed for the door instead where it balled up into a fist and knocked.

But his knocking was made inaudible as the doorknob turned and the door swung open.

His eyes fell upon the beautiful teen as she made her presence known. He quickly scanned her up and down, taking in the sight of her perfectly shaped body. She wasn't what he had expected. He had half expected to see a girl with a box of tissue in one hand, wrapped up in a robe, hair a mess, and so on. The other half of him expected to see what he was seeing now: a girl wearing hip tight jeans, and a short sleeve top that screamed for mercy. 

If Gretchen were ill, she certainly didn't look it. In fact, the top she wore was made of a smooth, silky, satin like material that improved upon her overall glow. Her face was soft and her eyes sparkled with youth and exuberance. Even her brown hair seemed to shine. If this were ill, the rest of the world must be on their deathbeds.

"Hey." she said.

Coach Blue struggled to find the right words for a moment. Gretchen's D's were very distracting. They were the only part of her anatomy that crossed the doorway and proceeded outside the house. Even so, he was able to manage.

"I want out." he said.

* * * * * * * *

"What are you going on about?" Gretchen asked as she closed the door to her bedroom.

Coach Blue was rather surprised by what he saw. As he stood there at the edge of her bed he began to wonder if he was the only male to ever see this room. The entire room looked as though it belonged to a nine year old. Everything was pink save for the walls and bed frame, which were an off white. There were stuffed animals, fluffy pillows, the bed itself was particularly fluffy and soft. The sheets were smooth and lustrous...a bed fit for a princess.

"This...your room?" he asked.

"Yeah. Okay. So I'm not into decorating." Gretchen replied. "Now what's the matter?"

Coach Blue let out a sigh. Earlier, he had been so angry with Gretchen. He had planned the things he would say, the things he would do. But now that he was seeing her, he just couldn't stay angry any longer. He hung his head.

"It's just so frustrating." he said. "When you told me about this place, I wanted to see it. Well, now I have. I've seen everything."

"Have you?" Gretchen asked. 

Her hand hovered above her chest. Her index finger crept down the slope of her left breast and swirled around in small circles, slowly and subtly. Or, at least it was a subtle attempt. It was hard to miss nay aspect of Gretchen's huge rack. Add to that the red shiny material drawing attention to her breasts and she may as well have been standing there naked whilst thrusting her chest out.

"Yeah..." the coach said, trailing off. He quickly got focused again. "Things just didn't happen the way I thought they would. I feel that staying here could actually cost me my health."

"What makes you think that?" Gretchen asked, turning to her dresser.

She reached for some lip gloss and began applying it, while looking at Coach Blue through her mirror.

"Stress." he answered. "There's just a lot of stress."

"Work related stress?" Gretchen asked. "Or...stress from a different source?"

Coach Blue hesitated.

"I guess a little of both." he said. "I thought maybe you could give me some directions."

"Directions?" Gretchen asked.

"Yeah." Coach Blue said, boldly. "Just to your store. I figure if I leave a resignation Evelyn will probably want to convince me to stay. Among others."

"Other women?" Gretchen asked.

"Well, um, yeah." Coach Blue answered as he ran a hand through his hair. 

Gretchen paused for a moment. 

"So...you're afraid you don't have the will power to just get up and leave?" she stated.

"I...guess so." Coach Blue replied. "I mean, I liked it here. I liked what I saw. I just don't think that Breastford is the right place for me. At this time."

He added the last part rather quickly.

"You liked what you saw?" Gretchen asked, curiously. "Is that the only reason you came here? Because you...liked what you saw?"

"Well...yeah." Coach Blue answered. "I just don't see any other reason to stay. Any longer."

Gretchen finished glossing up and hung her head. She let out a big sigh.

"I don't see any reason for you to...stay...any longer either."

There was silence while Gretchen gathered her thoughts. After a moment, she broke the silence.

"I'll tell you what." she said. "I'll draw you a map."

"A map?" Coach Blue asked.

"Yes." Gretchen stated. "Directions for the back woods are useless. A map would be much more convenient."

Coach Blue had to agree. It seemed a tad redundant to direct someone from one tree to another.

He looked at his watch. It had been twenty minutes.

"Think you can do it before your mom gets home? The less people in the school district know about this, the better."

Gretchen raised her head and began applying some make up.

"No." she said. "It's gonna take me at least a few days."

"A few days??" Coach Blue asked, disappointed.

"I'm sorry, Coach!" Gretchen said. "But this is a lot of work, you know. I'm afraid you're stuck here for a few more days."

"Fine." the coach said, disappointed.

Gretchen saw his disapproving look through the mirror. A small smile crept over her face.

"But in the meantime..." she said, turning around. 

Coach Blue immediately noticed that her nipples were hard, and clearly visible through her tight satin top.

"Why don't I help you relieve some of that stress you were talking about?" she said, stepping towards him.

Coach Blue did not have time to react as Gretchen stepped into him and ground her crotch against his. Her huge chest collided with his and her big, soft pillows squished into his body. Coach Blue moaned at their touch. They were so big, round, and warm...




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 10



Gretchen bent her knees and began lowering her entire body, dragging her huge tits against Coach Blue's hard body until they reached his crotch. She coaxed a moan from the horny coach as her breasts bulged around the bulge in his jeans. She pulled her body back up and dragged them along with her, massaging his bulge with her bulging breasts until she was standing upright again.

When she was standing at full attention she reached down with one hand and massaged his cock through his jeans. Coach Blue felt her firm grip and immediately felt relaxed. With her other hand, Gretchen pushed Coach Blue so that he fell backwards and on to her bed. She began working his pants off as he was sprawled across her pink bed.

"Relax." she said. "Mom won't be here for at least another hour."

"Longer than that..." Coach Blue said. He felt the tugging on his pants come to a halt and immediately propped himself up on his elbows to see what the hold up was. Gretchen was staring at him, confusedly. 

"I...saw your mom today. She was grading history papers."

"Oh." Gretchen asked. "Was she grading mine?"

"I don't know." Coach Blue replied. 

Only Gretchen's head was visible at the edge of the bed, he could see her from between his legs. To his relief, she continued working his pants off.

"My paper should be one of the best ones, if not the best." she said. 

She had finally unzipped his pants and was finally tugging them off, which she was having difficulty with. 

"Did you write about those Mamma-society-people?" Coach Blue asked as he lifted his butt off the bed to allow her better access.

Gretchen laughed as he finally pulled his pants to his ankles.

"The Mammazons. And yes I did." she winked.

"Good..." Coach Blue said as he watched the busty brunette pull his jeans completely off. "So who are they anyway?"

Gretchen reached up to the hem of his boxers. Her soft hands slid down on either side of the bulge and then converged on top of it. Her hands collided with each other and squeezed the bulge, coaxing a moan from the aching coach. She now dialed down the intensity. She pulled her left hand away and with her right hand she began gently sliding her thumb and three of her fingers up and down the shaft through his shorts. Her eyes stayed fixated on that long, bulging lump...

"The Mammazons..." she said as she switched hands. "were a group of women from within the Amazon race."

"Uh-huh." Coach Blue said, trying to keep up with her words.

"See, the Amazons were a very proud and powerful people. They wanted..."

She now gripped his member through his boxers and began squeezing and kneading it...jerking him off through his shorts.

"They wanted..." -she watched as the bulge grew bigger in her small hands- "domination."

Coach Blue's pelvis lifted up off the bed uncontrollably. He closed his eyes tight as Gretchen's grip grew even tighter on him.

The stacked teen now ran her thumbs on the underside of his hem, preparing to yank his boxers off. Coach Blue couldn't wait until his cock sprang free and breathed the air it had been craving. But rather then yank his boxers off, Gretchen now replaced her thumbs with her fingers. Her thumbs now reached down outside his shorts and began prodding and rubbing up and down his aching member.

"The Amazons had reason to fear an impending invasion." she continued. She placed a thumb on either side of the bulge in his shorts and began moving them up and down slowly. "So before they died off they decided to send a few of their own out to sea, so that their race could be restored if the worst should happen."

"Ohhhh....." Coach Blue moaned as Gretchen began rapidly jerking him with her thumbs. Soon, the jerking stopped and Coach Blue caught his breath. Gretchen's hands now pulled off his shorts and his rock hard cock sprang free. Gretchen's eyes grew wide and she licked her lips as she saw how hard and big he had become.

"Beautiful..." she mumbled. She quickly shook her head. "They decided to send the most beautiful women in their race, so that they might once again be restored to their former glory."

"Yeah..." Coach Blue said as Gretchen reached up and wrapped her fingers around his hard, veiny rod. She began tugging on it with her right hand gently and slowly. Her left hand left his site and disappeared at the bottom of the bed.

"In my opinion," she said as she cupped the bottom of her left breast. "that means the women with the...biggest..."

She lifted her left jug with some difficulty as she brought her chest up and managed to let if fall on the bed. The bed bounced and made squeak noises as her massive breast collided with the mattress.

"bounciest.......uh!"

She now did the same with her other breast. Coach Blue now felt his body bounce along with the bed as the full weight of her massive rack hit the bed, causing her huge pillows to bulge out on top of her sheets.

"Boobs." She finished as she brought her hands to her chest and adjusted them to a more comfortable position atop her bed. "Wouldn't you agree?"

Coach Blue nodded in astonishment. The teen's busty show had made his cock even harder. She now leaned forward, dragging her breasts across her sheets between the coach's legs until they were inches from his crotch, where they stayed.

She took his member back into her hands and continued jerking him at a good pace.

"The Mammazons started off just like their man-hating predecessors. Unlike the Amazons, however, they conducted themselves in a hierarchy, or in their case, a matriarchy. You know, but without the family thing."

Coach Blue made an attempt to laugh in order to feign interest in the conversation. But all he really wanted was Gretchen's glossy lips over his cock. Instead, Gretchen quickened the pace of his handjob. After a while he decided that this was good, too.

"But that all changed with the crowning of Princess Baz."

"Uh...yeah...." Coach Blue moaned.

Gretchen could feel the coach getting close, so she slowed her handjob. She could feel him throbbing in her hands. It was amazing.

"So...um..." Gretchen continued, slightly distracted. "Some say that Princess Baz was the sole reason men were allowed into Mammazon society. A lot of stories are told about her today, about all the adventures she went on like with pirates out at sea and stuff. But whatever the case, the Mammazons did eventually do without men for some time after that."

Gretchen used both hands to jerk him off now. She looked up at him wanting as she did so.

"Is this helping you to relieve your stress, Coach?"

"Fuck yes...." Coach Blue moaned.

"Do you feel better? Do you feel...relaxed?"

"Fuck yeah!" he moaned.

Gretchen's breasts pressed firmly into her bed as she gave the coach a handjob. She pulled on his dick and aimed it directly at her bulging breasts. She increased the pace of her tugging.

"Uh! Ohhh...uh yeah! Coach...."

Coach Blue was in heaven as Gretchen jerked him off. After a while she slowed down her tugging once again. She could feel every inch of him throbbing in her palms. Hid dick had grown even bigger when she had teased him with her breasts. They were jiggling with the movement's of her arms, just out of cock-reach.

"Are you enjoying this busty handjob?" Gretchen asked of him.

"Oh God! You know I am." Coach Blue said.

He looked down at her from his propped position as she jerked him to relaxation. Her pretty little mouth was just inches away from his rod, as were her monstrous jugs.

Gretchen ran her tongue across her glittery, glossy lips; licking them as she tugged on her coach's pole. This was driving him wild. She craned her neck and looked up at him, puckering her lips as she did so. She blew him a few air kisses, then leaned back to blow some kisses in his cock's direction. Next she leaned forward so that her head was hovering directly above his rod, inches away. Her tongue darted out and ran circles around her glossy lips.

"Ohhhhhhh...." she moaned as she jerked him off and licked her lips. "Do you want a sloppy blowjob?"

"Oh my God! Fuck yes!" Coach Blue moaned.

He recalled the blowjob she had given him in the car. Her mouth was absolutely amazing. Her lips and tongue did things in combinations that he had never felt before. She truly was Breastford's BJ Queen, and it was about time the queen took his scepter again. 

Gretchen lowered her head just centimeters from the head of his cock as she jerked him. Her tongue lashed out and licked her lips seductively as she did so.

"Uh!" she moaned.

"Fuck..." Coach Blue moaned back. "You're mouth is so amazing, Gretch."

Gretchen lowered her head down the left side of his cock. It's length was almost even with the top of her head. She let it rest on her cheek, and then clutched it to the side of her face like a trophy. Her hand rubbed the other side seductively.

"You want to smear my lip gloss with your hard cock?"

"Mmmm..." Coach Blue moaned.

"You want me to leave glitter all over it? Every inch..."

Coach Blue moaned inaudibly.

"All the way to the bottom..." She said softly.

She turned her head to face his member and planted a gentle kiss on his long shaft.

"I could give you the sloppiest blowjob of your life..." she said. "Until you cum...all the way down my throat. And then I'll have some new lip gloss to try on..."

"I want you..." Coach Blue moaned. "I want you so bad, Gretch..."

"Your cock can be my new lip gloss stick..." she said.

"Absolutely..." Coach Blue said.

"Do you want that?" she asked.

"Fuck yes..." he answered.

"Do you want me to blow you?"

"Yes..."

Suddenly, she pulled her head back. Her hands took their previous positions around his cock and started jerking him again.

"Well," she said. "Too bad. I'm sick. So no blowjob for you."

"What?" Coach Blue said, surprised. "No...what? Wait-"

"No blowjob. Get it through your thick skull." Gretchen replied.

"But...I don't care!" Coach Blue said.

"Oh. So you don't want me to jerk you off then." Gretchen said, sounding relieved. "Why didn't you just say so?"

She took his hands off his dick.

"No! That's not what I said. It's just that...well, um...please?"

Gretchen's stern look slowly transformed into a look of glee.

"Well...okay. Since you begged."

Relieved, Coach Blue rested his back on the bed yet again.

"And I wasn't begging." he said.

Gretchen laughed.

"Sure you weren't." she said as she gripped his manhood.

She began at a fast pace, jerking him so hard that her hands became a blur. Coach Blue looked down and could barely see his own cock, as Gretchen had both hands on it. Her soft hands felt so good wrapped around him. She tilted her head back and moaned as she jacked him off. Coach Blue couldn't help but stare at her huge tits as her back was arched. They were practically on display, begging for it as they framed his aching rod - the perfect background for a handjob.

Gretchen increased her jerking even faster. Coach Blue was taken by surprise. He didn't think she could go any faster, but he was certainly wrong. The increased pace caused her large breasts to shake, jiggle, and bounce on top of her fluffy bed. The sight of her big, bouncing melons was too much for him to handle...

Gretchen felt his cock tightening in her grip and knew that he was close. She loosened her grip and slowed her pace, so as to stop him from shooting his load. Coach Blue had wanted to cum so badly, but he also didn't want this to be over. He lied back on the bed gave a sigh of relief.

"That's right, Coach." she said. "Just lie back, relax, and let me jerk you off."

Coach Blue moaned under the pressure.

"Do my hands feel good wrapped around you big, hard, beautiful cock?"

"Yeahhh! Oh yeah!" Coach Blue said.

Gretchen moaned as precum began to leak from the tip of his cock. It drizzled down into her grasp and glazed his member, allowing her hands to glide up and down his cock more easily. 

"Coach..." she said.

Coach Blue looked down at her. She brought her lips over his cock and opened her mouth. Coach Blue could feel her hot breath and couldn't believe she was actually going to blow him. He couldn't wait to get inside the busty teen's hot mouth once again. Gretchen's mouth was wide open as she approached the tip of his cock. Coach Blue leaned back and prepared himself for the busty blowjob he was about to receive. But at the last minute Gretchen turned her head, pulled away, and giggled.

"You're too easy." she said.

"Shit!" Coach Blue yelled. "You're killing me!"

Gretchen pouted.

"Oh my gosh I am sooo sorry, Coach. I was just teasing. I didn't know you wanted a blowjob so badly. Do you really want me to give you one?"

"YES! For crying out loud!" Coach Blue snapped.

"Okay. Okay. Calm down." Gretchen said, as she once again hovered over his dick. "Prepare for the sloppiest, wettest, BUSTIEST blowjob you're ever gonna get..."

She lowered her head over his cock with her lips spread apart, mouth open wide. This time Coach Blue could see in her eyes that she meant business. He leaned back and prepared to enter Gretchen's hot mouth. The anticipation of being sucked off by this busty girl was almost too much for him. Gretchen's mouth was closing in on the tip. But just before she wrapped her lips around him, she turned her head and the tip of his cock collided with her cheek.

"Oops!" she said.

"Oh! Dammit!" Coach Blue said. 

Gretchen laughed.

"Suck my dick you slut!" Coach Blue yelled.

"Ew. No." Gretchen said, disgusted and offended. "And definitely not with that attitude."

"Fine." Coach Blue said, propping himself up. He sat completely up and was just about to stand when Gretchen took hold of his cock and pushed him down once again.

"I was just teasing. Lie down." she said.

The coach started to get up once again, but Gretchen tugged on his rod at lightning speed. Coach Blue couldn't believe it. The sensation was incredible. She must have given his cock at least fifty tugs in one second. After a few seconds of Gretchen's rapid jerking he lost all motivation for leaving and, once again, sprawled himself across her bed.

"Ohhh..." he moaned.

Gretchen continued her turbo handjob as she leaned forward on the bed. She nuzzled her big breasts as close to the coach's crotch as possible and brought his rod down to one of her nipples. Her nipple penetrated the slit on his cock and she jerked him directly into her vast titflesh.

"Wanna spray your load all over these?" she asked.

"Oh fuck yes I do!" Coach Blue exclaimed.

Gretchen's titflesh was spilling over his cock as he fucked her nipple. She brought his dick out from her massive melons and let it rest on top of it. She slapped her tit a few times with his cock.

Coach Blue was in heaven. He could see her big boobs jiggling as she spanked it with his cock. It felt incredible. Not only was Gretchen's boob soft and warm, but the satin material of her top gave it an extra soft and silky smooth edge. His dick bounced on her huge jug as if it were a trampoline, and he was loving every jump.

Gretchen pulled away and placed both hands on his dick. Coach Blue could feel both of her soft hands rubbing and rubbing...gliding up and down his dick as if inspecting it. Gretchen could feel every vein, every detail of his strong, hard manhood.

"So...tell me about these other women." she said.

Coach Blue hesitated for a moment.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Well, you mentioned that you were being stressed by other women. What did you mean?"

Coach Blue thought for a second. It was hard to concentrate while Gretchen was giving his dick a turbo treatment.

"Just that...you know, they stress me out." he said uneasily. "Not sexually or anything, though." he added.

"Oh. I see." Gretchen said. "So who is it that's stressing you out?"

Coach Blue didn't know how to answer that one. Gretchen's massive boobs were just centimeters from his aching rod, bouncing like she was in an earthquake.

"Um...no one. Well, uhhh, yeah no one. No one comes to mind. So I guess no one is stressing me out. I'm perfectly relaxed." he said with assurance.

Gretchen, apparently, chose to ignore this comment.

"Brittany?" she asked, as she stared at his dick she was stroking.

"Um. Well, not that I know-"

"Brooke?" Gretchen interrupted. She was not making eye contact.

"Again, I can't really say for sure if what you're-"

"Nina?"

Coach Blue's eye's grew wide. He felt a sinking sensation in his stomach. There was no mistaking it. Gretchen felt his dick throb intently. Coach Blue didn't know how to react.

"Nina...Knockers?"

Coach Blue gasped as Gretchen felt his dick grow even bigger in her hands. She had to loosen her grip for a moment while it grew to it's full girth. She had never seen it at this girth before, and she just stared at it for a moment. 

Coach Blue didn't know what to say. The silence was a very awkward one. He had to say something.

"Look, Gretch....I didn't mean to...er-"

He trailed off as Gretchen tightened her grip around his newly engorged cock. Her eyes looked at it in admiration as she pulled on it...slowly. She began to quicken her pace yet again.

"Nina Knockers." she said.

Once again, her coach's cock took to throbbing. She had to jerk him off even faster just to keep up with it. 

"Wow!" she said. "You really like her, don't you?"

"I..." 

Gretchen's hands became a blur on his cock once again. They had missed a beat, but it seemed as though she was still ready to dance. She brought her tits closer to his crotch. This time she snuggled them directly at it so that his balls collided with the bottom half of her huge rack. She continued to stroke him with her hands as her rack now presided almost below his pole.

She took his cock and slid it across the top of her clothed breasts. Coach Blue moaned as he felt his dick atop her big, mountainous hooters.

"Ohhhh...."

"I'll bet you just love those those big, huge boobs of hers..."

Coach Blue moaned as Gretchen's massive rack teased the underside of his cock. They were so big and round. He wanted to cum all over them right there, but knew that he had to hold his load.

"...those massive, mouth-watering melons..."

Gretchen now beat the top of her breast with his dick, just as she had done earlier. Her massive boob bounced and jiggled from the force she was exerting thanks to his rock hard dick. 

"...those knockers."

It was amazing. Coach Blue noted that even though she had no visible cleavage her boobs still looked as sexy as if she had been showing some. On her body where cleavage would normally be seen her top stretched out over the vast canyon created by her huge mountains. Her massive tits almost stretched the top to bursting. 

Gretchen now moved his cock to her other huge jug and began giving it the same treatment. Coach Blue moaned as Gretchen used his cock to dickslap her gorgeous breasts.

"I'll bet you wish your cock was spanking her boobs right now...instead of mine." she said.

"No..." Coach Blue began. "I really-"

"It's okay. I don't hold it against you." Gretchen cut in. "Her tits are so big and round. They're so much bigger and fuller than my D's. How big do you think they are?"

"I...don't know..." 

Gretchen slid his dick across her top to her other jug. She brought the tip down the slope of her breast and jerked him off there, letting him fuck her nipple.

"Uh! Uhhh!" she moaned. "I've seen them you know..."

"Mmmmm..." Coach Blue moaned. 

This was incredible - being jerked off by a busty girl while talking about Nina's tits. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.

"How big...are they?" he asked.

Gretchen looked up at him with a serious look on her face.

"Big..." she said.

She slid his dick across to her other breast and let him fuck her other nipple. Her titflesh swarmed around him like a sponge...Gretchen could feel every detail of his dick through her skin tight top as her big balloon was fucked.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 10



She pulled away and let his cock rest on her cleavage. The head almost reached up to her neck. His cock swayed with her breasts as she caught her breath. He watched her tits move and she breathed in and out. His cock looked so sexy on top of her chest.

She gripped his cock with both hands and began jerking him atop her huge rack.

"I've seen them in ALL their glory..." she said.

"Ohhhhhh...." moaned the coach.

"And they are chock full of glory." Gretchen continued as she jerked the coach on to her tits. "So full and soft...round and bouncy...big and juicy..."

"Oh my god..." 

Gretchen lifted her chest up and over his dick so that his cockhead was pointed at the underside of her "cleavage." Her massive tits jutted out like huge torpedoes ready to burst through their cage and unleash themselves upon the unsuspecting as she quickly jerked off the horny coach.

"You wanna feel her big boobs just bulging around you don't you? I'll bet it'd be nice and warm in there, between those big juicy knockers. Smothering your whole cock in her cleavage...surrounding you, just waiting for you to fuck them."

"Oh god!" Coach Blue yelled as Gretchen's rack collided with his cock. She wrapped her hands around it and tried to swallow it between her tits as best she could. She managed to get a nice grip on it with her tits and began moving her chest up and down his rod, tittyfucking him with her shirt on.

"Is this what you want Nina to do? Massage your dick with her big, busty, massive melons?"

The coach nodded.

"Fuck them. Fuck her big, juicy hooters!"

Coach Blue lifted his hips off the bed as best he could, trying to do as the busty brunette said. Gretchen began bouncing her huge tits up and down his pole at a rapid pace. The silky fabric of her shirt felt amazing on Coach Blue's dick. 

"Uh! Uhh! Yeah coach...Nina's big boobs bulging around your cock...is that what you want? You want her to bounce her big boobs over every inch of you dick?"

"Oh fuck...I'm gonna cum!" Coach Blue exclaimed.

"That's it, Coach! Spray your load all over these big, nut-busting knockers!"

Coach Blue erupted right between Gretchen's tits. Gretchen was almost caught off guard as the first couple of spurts hit her full frontal on the face. As her face dripped from the drenching she just received she pulled his cock out from her fake cleavage and tugged it at each one of her boobs, one at a time. 

The cum soared from his dick and shot out like a pistol while Gretchen aimed it directly at her huge boobs. Cumshots landed on her top and sunk into the fabric, leaving dark wet spots all over her blouse. She made sure to cover as much of her big breasts as she could before finally letting his dick rest on top of her huge rack. The final spurts of semen drizzled out of his dick and left a sticky white trail down the middle of her top, between her huge jugs.

Coach Blue relaxed on his back, basking in the feeling of his spent cock lying atop Gretchen's huge pair of funbags. Gretchen yanked on his cock a few more times, coaxing a few more drops to land on her red blouse before sliding it across her huge boobs one last time. After giving every inch of her bulging breasts a good once-over, she stood up and turned around to look at herself in the mirror. 

She straightened the blouse out across the top of her jeans and looked at herself from every angle. She smiled as she liked what she saw. It looked as though she had just come in from a rain shower of jizz, except that it had only rained on her shirt.  

"You know..." she said as she surveyed the damage. "This was one of my favorite shirts."

Coach Blue let out a small, exhausted laugh.

"I'm sorry?" he said, not sure of what else to say.

"Don't be." Gretchen reassured him. "I like it even more now."

Coach Blue immediately sat up.

"You see? That's what amazes me."

Gretchen turned around to face him.

"You like that. You like...that?" he asked pointing.

Gretchen looked down at her shirt, where the coach was pointing.

"Yeah?" she said.

"Why?" Coach Blue said. "There are maybe a handful of women on this whole planet that would say something like that."

"So? What's your point?" Gretchen asked, promptly. "I like what I like."

"My point is..." Coach Blue hesitated. "My point is that women here aren't like other women."

Gretchen turned around and reached for a brush, as she did so she knocked over the jewelry box lying on her dresser.

"Shit." she said.

She immediately began picking things up. He vaguely remembered Gretchen saying something to Nina about that jewelry box, but he was too spent to remember.

"Well, maybe we're not like other girls." Gretchen said as she finished cleaning up. "Maybe we're better."

"Oh?" Coach Blue said. "Well, I'll give you that one." he chuckled.

Gretchen returned the chuckle.

"I don't see what the big deal is. I like certain things. WE like certain things. Others don't. Would you say that you and I just had sex?"

"I don't know if a handjob would qualify."

"Would you say we've EVER had sex?"

Coach Blue had to think a moment.

"I don't know."

Gretchen began brushing her hair.

"Other girl's can have sex with you and then immediately bring you down to their level."

This triggered something in Coach Blue's mind. Nina had said something similar in her conversation with Gretchen. 

"Did you hear me?" Gretchen interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh. No...sorry. What was it again?"

"I said..." Gretchen said, putting a hand on her hip. "That a lot can be revealed when two people have sex."

"Oh I don't know." Gretchen said as she finished brushing her hair. She looked at herself in the mirror once again. "That's why we do it, ya know?"

"I suppose." Coach Blue said.

He got up off the bed and walked behind Gretchen. He grabbed her waist and pressed his cock into her from behind.

"That shirt really does look good on you." he said, kissing her neck.

Gretchen laughed. It seemed as though all thoughts of leaving had exited the coach's mind for good.

Coach Blue's hand reached around to the front of her body and made it's way up to her huge chest. He squeezed and fondled her big juggs as he dry humped her.

After a while Gretchen swatted his hand away. She turned around and pushed him back.

"Put your pants on, Coach." she commanded.

"Yes ma'am!" the coach responded enthusiastically.

"And when you leave," Gretchen added as she walked towards the door. "make sure you go out the back door."



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 11



"Steeeven…"

It took a while for Coach Blue's eyes to adjust to the darkness, but once they did he realized that it was well worth the wait. The silhouettes of three beautiful, busty young women stood in the distance gesturing for him to come.

The coach strained his eyes and squinted in an effort to assess the situation. Even though the three girls were shrouded in darkness he could see the shapes of their sexy legs, explosive asses, tiny waists, and massive chests. The slight movements they were making with their hourglass bodies now turned into distinct poses as they flaunted their perfect, sexy silhouettes. They posed for him from every angle like three busty models doing a photo shoot in utter blackness, making sure to showcase their huge racks as they did so. 

"Steeeven…"

As he studied the three sexy, shadowy figures he began to deduce who they were based on the shapes of their bodies and the way they moved; and as he did so the shadows from each figure began to fade away, allowing him to feast his eyes upon the sight of each busty girl in the flesh.

On the left was Brittany Bust, and to the right was her best friend Brooke Biguns. Both were beautiful blonde girls he'd been trying to bed for weeks now. As they sandwiched the busty girl between them they continued to pose and flaunt their bodies at him on either side of her. They smiled girlishly, seductively, and gestured with their hands for him to join them. Their tongues darted out of their mouths and ran across their full, luscious teen lips as they eyed him hungrily.

The girl in the middle was a bit harder to figure out. But as Coach Blue continued to study her mannerisms he realized that the face that went with them was none other than the busty Nina Knockers. 

The brunette looked at her blonde friends on either side of her, then to their huge pairs of jugs. She looked from each huge rack to the next, including her own, smiling at the way their big tits stretched their gray practice shirts to their limits. The light cotton fabric of their small t-shirts was almost made see through by the bursting pressure exerted upon them by each girl's busty, massive rack. The word 'Breastford' could be seen printed on each girl's shirt; however, it was made difficult to read as their big boobs spread the letters completely across their busty chests.

As Nina smiled at their huge tits she shook her own pair of knockers, making them collide with the other two pairs. She flashed a playful smile in Coach Blue's direction before reaching behind both Brittany and Brooke and placing a hand on their blue cotton shorts, right on their luscious rears. She had a look of ecstasy on her face as she squeezed a cheek from each girl, sinking her fingers into their soft flesh. The busty blondes looked up towards Heaven and arched their backs, causing their big racks to collide with one another. Nina pushed the two girls together by their sexy asses even harder before arching her back as well; finally allowing her gorgeous knockers to join the party.

"Steeeven…"

Coach Blue was not blinking as he watched all three pairs of big, bulging breasts bounce and jiggle against each other.

He looked down at the tent he was pitching in his shorts and realized that he was wearing his coaching uniform. As he turned his attention back to the girls he now understood where they were. They were standing at the center of the gym, whereas he was standing at the north exit out of bounds. 

Nina's head now came back down to earth, as did Brittany and Brooke. The three busty vixens looked at Coach Blue with virgin eyes and gestured for him to come with a single finger.

Coach Blue stepped on to the court, but was shocked when it began to roll under his foot like a treadmill. As it knocked him off the girls giggled and laughed. Once again, they put on their sexy faces and gestured for him to join them.

He watched as the gym floor acted like a giant treadmill. The entire floor was working against him while those three busty teens stood perfectly still. Quickly, he hopped on to the floor and began running at a modest pace; all the while watching Nina, Brittany, and Brooke gesturing for him to get closer. The looks on their faces turned to surprise when he got halfway. 

"That's right, girls." He thought. "I used to be an athlete. Hell, I still am. And when I get my hands on those…"

The girls gasped as he got even closer. Coach Blue could feel the heat radiating off their bodies as he inched his way to them. He reached out with his arms as wide as he could, palms out, aiming directly at their big breasts.

But just as he was about to get his hands on them the treadmill kicked into high gear, and he was taken by surprise. Reaching forward had caused him to lose his balance as he lunged, and he wound up riding the treadmill back on his knees. In the distance he could see and hear each girl laughing at his attempt.

As he sat back on the edge of the court he began mentally preparing himself for this uphill run. There was not a single doubt in his mind that he could make it to them. He was in shape, after all. He stood up and prepared to take the court one last time. But to his horror, the far end of the court began to move in the opposite direction from his end. He looked at the girls. Each one had a sad look of disappointment on her face. They each raised a small, soft hand and gestured goodbye as they began moving back with the treadmill. 

"Wait!" Coach Blue yelled. "I'm coming!"

And with that he hopped on and began running at full speed. The battle wasn't as pointless as it seemed. The girls were moving faster than he was, but if he could just make it on to their treadmill he would be in good shape. 

He looked at them for motivation. They had their bottom lips curled, feigning sadness as they inched further away. He eyed their huge tits with determination in his eyes, and that was all the fuel he needed as he finally made it to their end.

One more stride was all he needed to turn things around. With one massive lunge he hopped forward, but as his foot came down to the floor something shiny caught his eye. It was too late for him to miss, and his foot came down over it. The object was flung back to the end of the court, leaving Coach Blue to fall forward as he slipped. 

He landed on his stomach and looked up at the girls. Nina had a look of genuine disappointment, while Brooke and Brittany's disappointing looks seemed to be of a more false nature. Their looks changed to mock disappointment, turning to smiles instead as if to say "Oh well."

They had just enough time to flaunt their big boobies at him once more, before waving goodbye and riding the floor out of the gym and out of sight.

Coach Blue pounded a fist down on the floor as his ride came to an end. 

"Oh well." He thought. "This is only a dream, anyway."

"Steeeven…"

His hands got some grip from the gym floor and prepared to push his body up, and just as they did so they caught a piece of the object that had made him fall. He picked it up and held it directly in front of his face, inspecting it.

It was a key. It hung from a very thin gold chain, perhaps just big enough to fit around his wrist. The key itself was somewhat small, and he noted that he had never seen a key shine with the golden luster that this one had. It was almost blinding…

"Steeeven!!"

He awoke to find his wife looming over him, and he immediately wanted to go back to sleep. He couldn't remember what it was that had drawn him to her when they met. He was beginning to question if she had ever even been attractive to him. The last few days he had been thinking that perhaps he had become so accustomed to seeing the amazing women in Breastford that he could no longer fathom a woman who didn't have exceptionally large breasts and a slim figure, either of which he would have settled for on his wife, Laura.

But after spending so much time in his new home he had begun to realize that this just wasn't the case. His disgust towards his wife had taken root some sex-less years ago, and it was all due to Laura's plutonic attitude. 

Whatever the reason, -whatever the case-, he had no intention of leaving. Since arriving in Breastford Laura had tried everything under the sun to seduce him, and he had to conclude that she felt threatened by the presence of all the other women in town – women who were all much more attractive and sexually appealing, not to mention the number of cup sizes these women had on her. 

To her dismay, he had stayed as steadfast as a rock in that department. In fact, he was rather enjoying it. For the first time in years the shoe was on the other foot; it was her turn to suffer the humility he so dominantly dispersed. 

"Oh, good! You're awake." Laura said, propping herself up on her elbow as she cuddled next to him. Coach Blue had to wonder how her arm was supporting that much weight, but then it dawned on him that her arm was actually quite big itself.

"Do you know what today is?" she asked of him.

The coach immediately began searching his mind.

"Oh no!" he thought. "I forgot her birthday!"

His racing mind now came to settle as he thought of a solution to the problem.

"Of course, honey!" he said. "I even got you a gift."

Laura sat up at attention.

"Steven, you didn't!" she exclaimed. "You got me a present for our anniversary? You're so sweet."

She leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. Coach Blue became very aware of the wet spot she left on him. He shook it off and tried to play out the rest of the conversation.

"Of course, baby." He said, slyly. "You know you're the only one for me."

She hugged him. The coach could feel her excess fat as she pressed into him. He shivered.

"And I didn't get you anything…" she said, feigning disappointment in herself. She looked him up and down and a smile crept over her face. "But…I think I can make it up to you."

She crawled to the edge of the bed and lifted the covers off him. She stared at her husband hungrily as he lied back in surprise wearing only a pair of boxers. Her tongue ran over her lips as her eyes traveled over his toned body.

"Oh, God, Steven!" she said as her hands ran up his legs. "You are so fucking sexy."

Coach Blue was taken by surprise.

"Erm…" he said, clearing his throat. "Laura, sweetie? What are you doing?"

"You know what I'm doing." She said, as her hands reached his crotch. "I'm giving you your anniversary present."

Coach Blue gave a small start as her hand reached the bulge in his shorts and gave a small squeeze.

"Um, honey?" he said, sitting up and taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "I don't think this is a good idea. I mean, I'm not dressed."

Laura got off the bed and took to her knees, where she crawled in front of her husband.

"I can definitely see that." She said, eyeing his rock hard abs and toned stomach.

In his mind Coach Blue was going over scenarios. If he gave her what he was after, he could never forgive himself. On the other hand, he couldn't think of any way to get out of this with his marriage still intact. What kind of husband would pass up an opportunity like this on their anniversary?

His thoughts were interrupted by Laura's tugging of his shorts. She brought them down to his ankles and eyed his thick member as it sprang free. 

Coach Blue was beside himself. He was somewhat hard at the moment, no doubt due to the sexy dream he had had. Or perhaps this was simply the result of his morning awakening. Either way, he was partially happy with the fact that he didn't have to explain it to Laura. She obviously thought this was her doing.

"My, my!" she exclaimed. "You are ready for me!"

"Mhm…" Coach Blue said, trying to be sincere.

"You know that thing you like?" Laura asked. "That thing you always used to ask me for and I would always say 'no' to?"

"Yeah. I know." Coach Blue said, weakly. He shut his eyes tightly as if trying to hide his grief.

Laura gripped the base of his cock with both hands. She moaned as she felt it's girth.

"Today's your lucky day." She said. "Because I'm saying yes."

"Great…" Coach Blue said, turning his head to the side as he shut his eyes even tighter.

Laura slowly jerked his meat from the base. She licked her lips and let her tongue swirl around them.

"Does that make you hard?" she said, seductively. "Do I make you hard?"

"Mhm…." Coach Blue nodded. 

A small part of him wanted to laugh at her feeble attempt at being sexy, but the larger part of him felt like crying. The next fifteen minutes or so was going to be complete hell.

Laura leaned down, coaxing a small whine from her husband as her lips closed in on his cock. When they finally wrapped themselves around its full length, she moaned as if she had been starved for weeks and finally getting a meal.

Coach Blue was shivering as his wife performed oral sex on him. As her mouth glided up and down his cock his body became more and more stiff. Slowly, he opened one eye and stole a peak at the sight below him. 

Laura was going at him like a cheap slut desperate for love. She pulled her mouth off him and flicked the head with her tongue, clumsily. She attempted to look at him while she did it, but as she did so she lost control of his member and the head hit her on the chin. This was not helping her cause, Coach Blue thought. But she finally gave up and took him into her mouth once again.

Coach Blue leaned back on his arms and stared up at the ceiling, wondering how long this was going to last. He had been craving a blowjob from Gretchen. In fact, had the events of today unfolded in a different way he would have gone to see her and pushed for one of her trademark blowjobs.

"Mmmmm……" 

He moaned as he thought about Gretchen. It was hard to believe how young she was. She had a mouth like no other. The things she could do with it far surpassed anything his wife could have done, or any other woman for that matter. She had a way of sucking you into her mouth like a vacuum, yet gentle as the teen she was. And when you felt her warm, hot breath surrounding you…you were not only sucked into her mouth but into her game. Every flick of her tongue on your throbbing erection from inside her skilled mouth was a challenge…how long could you last?

She let her eyes do the talking. Her soft, beautiful brown eyes…they gazed up at you with a naughty innocence and asked you questions like "How does that feel?" "Does it feel good?" and "Do you wanna cum?"

And just when you thought you couldn't last any longer she would find a way to make you go the distance, letting you know that not only did she win the game but that she was in complete control…of you. She would pull you out of her mouth, sloppy and wet, her massive chest heaving up and down as she gasped for air as if to say "No, not yet. You're not gonna cum just yet. We're gonna have a lot more fun."

And she was right. Her tongue would slide over the head of your cock like a snake, and then start battling with it flawlessly. She wouldn't miss a beat as she bathed your cock…faster…faster…until you were ready to explode yet again. All the while she would have a small hand jerking you, keeping you relaxed - just enough to keep you stimulated and happy, but not enough to end the fun. And when you thought it was time to finally catch your breath, she would loom over your aching piece, look up at you with those teenage eyes, and wink…like the busty babe she was. And as if that weren't enough, she still had those big, beautiful boobs to bounce at her disposal…so young, so ripe, so…

"Big!"

Coach Blue was interrupted by his wife's exclamation. 

"What?" he asked, snapping out of it.

He looked down. Laura had taken him out of her mouth and was slowly jerking his cock from the base, admiring it.

"It's gotten so…so big!" Laura exclaimed. "Steven! I had no idea I had this effect on you!"

He looked down and immediately recognized what she saw. He was big. This was as big as he got when he was with someone like Paula, or Natalie, or even Gretchen. Instantly, something triggered in his mind. He realized that whenever he'd grown to this size it was never for very long. That was because the only time he reached this size was when he happened to be having fun with a Breastford babe. 

"Laura!" he said. "How long have you been going at it?"

Laura got a puzzled look on her face. But she reached around the bed and turned the alarm clock over.

"It's been…" she said. "Wow! It's been almost half an hour! Aren't we persistent?"

She giggled. But her husband was lost in thought. She decided to continue with his blowjob.

Coach Blue put his hands behind his head and leaned back. He stared up at the ceiling and smiled.

He felt great. He felt better than he'd felt in a very long time. Since coming to Breastford, that much was certain. He sat upright and placed a hand on his wife's head. He ran his fingers through her ash brown hair. He remembered she had had blond hair when they first met, but he couldn't remember if that had been her natural hair color. As these thoughts entered his mind he laughed to himself. 

He was himself again!

He put both hands around his wife's head and rustled her hair up a bit, getting a nice good grip. He began bouncing her head up and down faster and harder. Below him, he heard a few muffled moans from Laura. But after a while they subsided and the only sound left was her mouth gliding up and down his rock hard member at a furious pace. This continued for a few minutes before he got bored.

He began thrusting his hips off the bed to shove his cock further into her mouth. Laura gagged as he hit the back of her throat with ease. Her hands flung and flailed at his sides; begging him to stop. But Coach Blue had no intention of stopping. He continued pounding into her throat for a good while before finally dialing down the intensity. 

Laura let out a moan of relief around his engorged rod as her husband finally got the picture. But Coach Blue left her no time to rest because he immediately shoved her back down on his rod, forcing her to take it in all the way to the base. Laura's eyes grew wide as her husband force-fed her his meat. She shook her head, trying to get him out of her mouth but Coach Blue had a tight grip on her. He lovingly ran his fingers through her hair and calmed her down until she relaxed. He kept her like this for a few minutes, enjoying the feeling of his cockhead tickling the back of her throat.

He couldn't believe it.

For the first time since coming to Breastford, he was in complete control. He felt better than he did that night with Paula and Natalie. He moaned as he thought about them. Just thinking about those two busty babes was making him antsy.

Laura moaned as she felt her husband begin throbbing even harder in her mouth. This was not the way she had planned his anniversary gift. To her horror, Coach Blue lifted up off the bed and took to his feet. He kept her head securely fastened on his cock as he did so. Larua shut her eyes and prepared for the worst.

But to her relief, the coach began taking his cock out of her mouth. She felt so relieved as she felt inch after inch of his rod slowly exiting her tired mouth. She hadn't made him cum, but at least she'd given him something good. He'd gotten what he wanted. Either way, she didn't think she could go any longer. They were closing in on a full hour of just oral, and she was glad that it was finally over.

Her worst fears came true, however, as just as his tip was exiting her mouth he violently thrusted it back in. Her eyes grew wide once more as her husband was once again balls deep in her mouth. But it didn't stop there. He grabbed her hair and began pounding her mouth with great force. The sound of her face colliding with his crotch could be heard echoing and filling the entire house. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 11



All Laura was able to see was the top of his rod sliding in and out of her worn mouth. The top of his pelvis was also visible, moving back and forth in front of her face. Each time it got near she could feel his balls hit the bottom of her chin. She caved in and did her best to lick his cock as her husband face-fucked her into next week.

Coach Blue was holding her head tightly as he pounded his wife's mouth. He felt incredible. It was like someone had injected him with a shot of pure energy. He could go all day if he wanted. Hell, he could even go all night, and then some!

Below him, he could hear his wife gasping and whining. He knew she didn't like this and that she wanted it to end. But at the moment, he could care less about what his wife wanted. He was simply using her to test his new found power, and he had no intention of letting it go to waste on his wife. 

He had to act fast. He had no idea if this new burst of energy was temporary or permanent. He had been craving Gretchen's hot lips all week, and it was about time the busty teen felt his blasts in the back of her throat.

He pulled out of Laura's mouth and she immediately gasped for air. He pushed her aside and tried to play it off like he was in a hurry.

"Steven!" Laura yelled. "What the hell?! Where are you going?"

Coach Blue grabbed the closest pair of clothes he could find (from the used laundry hamper) and began getting dressed.

"Sorry, babe, no time." He said as he pulled his pants up and began buckling them. "I forgot, I left your present at the office so you wouldn't see it. I have to go fetch it!"

Laura coughed.

"Damn right you are!" she said. "My mouth feels like…and I can't even breathe!"

She coughed again.

"You know I don't like doing that! I already put up with the awful taste, and the mess, and the…aaahhh!" she exclaimed. "So disgusting!"

"I know, babe. I'm sorry." Coach Blue said. "You just made me so aroused. I mean, look at you. You're so sexy. You know?"

Laura looked down and examined her body. A small smile crept over her face.

"Alright." She said. "I'll let it slide this ONE time. But never again, okay?"

"Okay." Coach Blue agreed. "Never again.

He finished getting dressed and starting walking towards the door.

"Hurry back with my present!" he heard Laura shout.

"Yes, dear." He said. "Don't wait up."

* * * * * * * * *

He gripped his crotch as he drove around the block. When he got to the opposite end he immediately jumped out. He was not worried about what would become of his vehicle. 

He ran as fast as he could through lots and backyards until he was next door to his own home at the Swanson residence. He crept along the side of the house and peeked around the corner. He saw the door open, and shortly after he saw Gretchen exiting. 

"Gretch!" he yelled.

Startled, the busty teen looked around trying to get to the bottom of this.

"Over here!" Coach Blue yelled, waving.

Gretchen finally looked in his direction.

"Coach Blue?" she asked.

"Meet me around back!" he called.

A minute later Gretchen was opening the back door, and as soon as she was out Coach Blue reached around behind her and grabbed an ass cheek. He pulled her towards him and began kissing her neck. His other hand reached up to one of her big breasts and began squeezing and kneading it roughly.

"Coach!" she said, startled. "What are you-"

"I need you to suck me off." He said.

Gretchen pushed him away.

"Now?" she asked.

"Right now." Coach Blue said, reaching for her massive jugs.

She swatted his hands away immediately.

"No." she said. "I can't. Mom's home right now, she'll see us."

"It'll just take a minute!" Coach Blue pleaded.

He grabbed her by the arm and guided her hand to his crotch. She quickly pulled her hand back.

"I can't!" Gretchen said, sternly. 

Coach Blue grew silent.

"I'm sorry, Coach." She said. "I just can't right now. I'm gonna be gone for the next couple of weeks and I have to finish getting ready."

"Gone?!" Coach Blue asked, his heart sinking.

Gretchen nodded.

"Where are you going?" Coach Blue asked.

Gretchen smiled at him playfully.

"That's for me to know." She said.

He was speechless. He didn't know how to take this.

"Bye, Coach." Gretchen said, shutting the door.

"Gretchen!" Coach Blue said. "Wait. What if…I need you!"

"Oh well." She said.

He heard the door shut, then immediately after he heard it lock.

This was no good, he thought. Gretchen was the only one in town he seemed to have any control with. Now not only was he not going to receive one of her patented blowjobs, but he wasn't going to see her for two weeks. 

He began to calm himself. He looked down at the huge bulge in his pants. He was still hard. This wasn't as bad as it seemed. Perhaps he didn't need Gretchen any longer. His mouth watered as he thought of all the other women in town he now had access to. His heart began racing as a new thought entered his mind – Nina Knockers. He had wanted to drench her in his seed since laying eyes on her. Maybe now it was finally time for her to get what she deserved.

In no time he was standing outside the front door of the Knockers' home. He pounded on it, and his cock throbbed in anticipation of seeing Nina's huge melons. But to his slight disapproval, it was Natalie who opened the door.

"Coach?" she asked.

"Hi, Nat." Coach Blue responded, taking in the sight of the busty young teen's huge breasted mother. "I was looking for Nina."

His eyes traveled over Natalie's perfect body. Her slim waist looked so sexy holding up those monstrous tits of hers. Today she had them trapped in a pink tank top, and they were practically busting the material.

"She's not here at the moment." She said. "Is this about the team?"

Coach Blue was beginning to forget about Nina as he stared at Natalie's huge jugs. The Knocker women sure lived up to their name.

"Yes." He said, shaking his head. "But actually, now that I'm here, I wanted to apologize. You know, for…that night."

Natalie looked at the coach sternly for a moment. Coach Blue could see where Nina got her piercing look. But after a while she relaxed and smiled.

"Water under the bridge." She said.

"Good!" Coach Blue said. "Because I was hoping we could…have a word?"

As he said this last part, he made it perfectly clear that he was staring at Natalie's massive rack.

Natalie looked down at his crotch and noticed the huge erection he was sporting.

"Come in." she said.

* * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue pulled his pants up quickly as he stood on the porch of the Knockers' home. His shirt came flying at him from inside and hit him square in the head. He immediately grabbed it and put it on just in time to see Natalie standing at the doorway, holding a towel to her face. He couldn't help but notice her bra-less boobs as they jiggled and bounced with her movements. Even though she was angry, she was still so sexy.

"And stay out!" she yelled as she shut the door.

Coach Blue began making the trip back to his vehicle. He couldn't believe he had just been kicked out…again. He didn't know what had gone wrong. One minute he was on top of the world (not to mention Natalie Knockers' huge rack) and the next he was back to square one. He hadn't even gotten the chance to feel her massive titties pressing into his aching cock. He had been inches from her cleavage…and then…

He climbed back into his car and continued to contemplate things as he drove off. He had told Laura he was going to his office, so he decided to finally make that trip. At least now, he could say he actually went and who knows? He might even find something of use in there. 

But as he walked through the hallways of the school and made his way to his office he began realizing how stupid this was. There was nothing of value in there. This wasn't going to work. When he got there, he opened the door and walked behind his desk where he sat, and thought.

As he gazed out the windows of his office he saw someone making their way across the gym. He got up and opened the door. The person turned around as the sound reached their ears, and Coach Blue saw that it was Samantha.

She waved at him as if to catch his attention as she walked across to his office.

"I just spoke with Laura. She was beginning to worry about you."

Coach Blue shrugged his shoulders as if to say "I don't care."

Laura gazed at the bulge in his pants. 

"Ah, I see you finally chose your wife over all the sluts in town. Good choice."

Coach Blue looked at her questioningly before realizing that she had noticed the massive bulge in his pants.

"What makes you think I wasn't with someone else?" he asked, offended.

"Not likely, you couldn't sustain that thing very long if you were. Besides, she hinted at the fact that you two had done something in the bedroom. But she didn't have that glow about her that says you just had sex. I'm guessing it was just foreplay."

"Alright." Coach Blue said, sternly. "If you're so smart, then tell me why I can't hold my load longer than a few minutes?"

Samantha glared at him.

"I imagine it's proportional to the time you were with your wife." She answered.

"I was with her long enough!" Coach Blue said defensively.

"Were you?" 

Coach Blue looked away and shrugged.

"I don't know." He mumbled.

"You can't expect to change overnight." Samantha stated. "These things take time. The only way to speed it up is by…I don't know…doing something brash, I suppose."

"Like what?" Coach Blue asked.

"I don't know, Coach." Samantha said. "Who does?"

"She's waiting, you know…" Samantha said, as she turned around.

"I know." Coach Blue groaned.

He waited until Samantha was gone before he, too, left the school.

* * * * * * * * *

It was well into the afternoon when he finally parked his car. He was outside a jewelry shop. In his experience, he found that if anything could bail you out of a jam with your woman it was jewelry. 

"Figures, this place would have a jewelry shop." He thought as he walked inside.

The place was filled to the brim with every piece metal and rock you could find. There were displays everywhere. He had been in places like this in the past, but this place easily had twice as much merchandise in half the space. 

Behind the counter was a blonde with her back to him. She was busy fixing a rotator, and as Coach Blue approached he could see her mammoth tits jutting out from the rest of her body. His dick throbbed at the site of her side boob. 

When he got to the counter, the girl turned around and he saw that it was none other than the busty Brooke Biguns. A look of glee came over her soft face as she saw who her customer was.

"Coach Blue!" she said, bouncing up and down with mock joy. "Whatcha doing here?"

Coach Blue was staring at Brooke's huge tits as they bounced and jiggled on the other side of the counter. She wore a very fashionable green collared shirt. Only the top button was undone, and Coach Blue could not see any logical explanation as to why the other cheap plastic buttons hadn't popped off yet. The size of her shirt was a few sizes too small, at least at the top. He guessed it to be a size small, and it fit her perfectly around the waist. But up top her massive boobs were making it so that she had green cotton painted on her chest.

"I haven't seen you since our last…encounter." She looked at his crotch as she said this last word. A smile grew over her face as she gestured to his pants. "I'm impressed you actually found a pair that isn't stained."

"I'm going to stain a pair, alright." He thought, licking his lips as he stared at the busty teen's rack. "I'm going to stain those biguns over and over again…just you wait, Brooke."

"I need to find something for my wife." He said.

"Oh?" Brooke asked, raising an eyebrow. "The cow needs a new bell, does she?"

"Mhm." Coach Blue responded. He was completely engrossed with Brooke's massive udders.

She propped herself up on her elbows and rested her head on her hands.

"Don't you wish she was young and pretty, like me?" she asked.

Coach Blue nodded. Her arms were obstructing his view of her rack, but he could still see the bulging orbs on either side of them.

Brooke put her arms down on the counter, allowing him to view her fully clothed breasts once again. She took her left hand and ran the fingertips inside her shirt, up and down the long collar, until it reached the swell of her breast. Her hand stayed atop the huge mountain as she rubbed her shirt.

"Don't you wish she had big, beautiful breasts…like me?"

Coach Blue was drooling as he nodded. Brooke's breasts had him dead in his tracks.

"Then…" Brooke said, raising her head so that she was even with him. She leaned down so that her lips were just centimeters from him. Coach Blue could feel her breath as her luscious lips closed in on him.

"Let's get you…situated." She said, glancing at his crotch before taking her previous position behind the counter.

She reached underneath and pulled out a gold necklace.

"I'll start you off with this one. 24k, pure gold, often used in contrast with other pieces of-"

"Sure." Coach Blue said. His eyes were glued to the movements of Brooke's chesticles as she flaunted the necklace about.

"It's $800…" she said.

"Fine." The coach responded.

"Good." Brooke said, smiling. "Will that be cash or charge?"

"Oh! Never mind!" she added, last minute.

She reached over the counter and grabbed the hem of his pants. She pulled him as close to her as possible. With her other hand, she instructed the coach to lean forward by gesturing with her index finger.

As soon as he did she teased his lips with her own, letting them hover directly in front and all around them. Her hand moved from the top of his pants further down his crotch and began rubbing his bulge. 

"Uh!" she moaned into his ear.

Coach Blue was lost as he felt her small hand rubbing him…

Her other hand reached into his pants pocket and carefully pulled out his wallet. As soon as it was in her hand she took his hand off his aching cock and took back to standing behind the counter. She pulled out a credit card and swiped it, leaving Coach Blue restless.

As she handed his wallet back to him, she looked down at his crotch and noticed that he had not cum.

"Huh. That's strange." She said.

"What?" Coach Blue asked surprised.

"Nothing!" Brooke added quickly.

As the transaction came to a close, Brooke had a slightly disappointed look in her eyes.

"Hey, now that you've bought it, why don't you let me show you how it looks on me?" she said.

She leaned over the counter and arched her back. Coach Blue saw the pressure in her blouse building up and new that she was about to bust out…in a big way. Her massive udders stretched the blouse out to its limits so that the cotton material was made to look as smooth as silk. 

Coach Blue was awestruck as Brooke's massive jugs bursted her blouse open in front of his eyes. He licked his lips as the buttons finally began popping off. His chest was hit with an array of plastic as buttons flew in all directions, some even hit the glass counter and began sliding down its length. 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as her huge tits bursted her blouse open. She had her eyes shut tight as she thrusted her chest out, causing the material of her blouse to rip apart at the sides.

"Ohhhhh…." She moaned as the cool air from the air condition hit her chest at last.

She opened her eyes and saw Coach Blue struggling to keep his composure. She gave her chest one last small thrust, and a nipple popped out. Coach Blue saw that and immediately lost it. Brooke looked over the counter down at his crotch and saw a wet spot beginning to form. 

"Ahhhhh…." She moaned as the cold air hit her breasts. "That's better."

She quickly pulled what was left of her blouse over her large chest, covering her breasts once again. She had turned her blouse into a very seductive v-neck.

"Now about that necklace…" she said, reaching for the piece of jewelry.

Coach Blue was panting as he finally finished exploding. He was leaning up against the glass struggling to hold himself up as Brooke fastened the necklace around her neck. She brushed her hair back around her neck to her back, letting the necklace (and her cleavage) be put on display.

"What do you think?" she asked, jutting her chest out for him.

"Beautiful…" Coach Blue panted as he stared down the teen's busty cleavage.

Brooke placed a hand on the pendant hanging from the necklace. She inserted it directly into her cleavage, so that only the necklace could be seen protruding from between her gorgeous melons. Coach Blue was mesmerized by the way her titflesh tightly surrounded the pendant, even though it could no longer be seen.

"How about now?" Brooke asked, seductively.

"Mmmm…." Coach Blue moaned in response.

Brooke took a finger and tried to fish out the pendant. She watched Coach Blue as she inserted her finger into her cleavage and pulled it out. She repeated the process, letting her finger slide between her massive jugs over and over.

"Uh!" she moaned, sliding it in faster. "Oh!"

Coach Blue couldn't take it. He reached around the counter and grabbed for Brooke's tits. Brooke was taken by surprise as she felt the coach's hand brush up against her rack. She quickly stepped back, denying him access to her large hooters.

"You…" she said. "You grew some balls!" 

"Just let me touch-"Coach Blue began.

"No!" Brooke said, commandingly. She threw the necklace at him. "Get out!"

"But-"

"GET OUT!" she yelled.

And with that she turned around and walked away.

* * * * * * * * *

He pulled into his driveway as the afternoon was beginning to die down. Before heading home he had driven around trying to find a bottle of wine. The busty girl who sold it to him had made him hard…and light headed.

"Steven! Where the hell have you been??" Larua barked.

Taken by surprise, Coach Blue gave a slight jump as he entered his home. As he shut the door behind him he raced to find something to say.

"Sorry, honey." He began. "First, I couldn't remember where I hid your neck - I mean – gift. Then it took me all day to find this." 

He held the wine bottle up in his hands.

"I'm no longer interested." Laura said, turning her back.

Coach Blue walked to the kitchen. As silence swarmed the household he began thinking about how he could turn things around. He had come home with a mission, and right now that mission was in jeopardy. His hands trembled as he pulled some wine glasses from the cabinet and poured the two of them some wine. 

"I think you'll feel better…after having a drink." He said. "With me…"

He turned around and began walking to the living room couch, glasses and wine bottle in hand. Laura's stern look now caved and relaxed into a short smile. Together, they sat down and took a wine glass.

Again, silence flew over them as they sipped their wine.

"Is that, my gift?" Laura asked, pointing at the crude box on the counter.

"Yeah, that's it." The coach said, getting up to fetch the box.

As he walked away Laura admired her husband's firm ass while she sipped her wine.

Coach Blue returned with the necklace ready, and Laura was awestruck.

"OH!" she exclaimed. "Steven, it's beautiful! This must have set you back."

"Yeah…" Coach Blue thought, sadly.

"Can I try it on?" Laura asked.

"Sure." Coach Blue answered.

He pulled the necklace apart and gestured to his wife's neck. Laura complied by brushing her hair out of the way. Coach Blue wrapped his hands around his wife's neck, but he soon found that the necklace was going to be a tight fit. He struggled for a few minutes to get the necklace hooked on completely, but Laura stopped him abruptly.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 11



"Never mind." She said, embarrassed. "It's the thought that counts."

"Yeah." Coach Blue said, sitting back down.

Coach Blue fidgeted as he thought about what he had to get done. Finally, he mustered up the courage to speak.

"Listen." He said. "I was…uhhh….kind of hoping that….uhhhh….maybe we could finish? Er…I mean, finish what we started. This morning."

Laura's eyes gleamed with excitement as she heard these words. She put her glass down and stood up.

"Let me go get ready!" she said, before making her way to the bedroom.

Coach Blue waited a few minutes, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do. After a while, he heard Laura calling from the bedroom.

"Steven! I'm ready…"

He looked towards the bedroom and shivered. Then, he picked up the wine bottle and took one long swig before joining his wife.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 12



Coach Steven Blue was in heaven as the beautiful and busty milf Natalie Knockers bounced up and down on his hard cock. Natalie's long, light brown hair hung down to the bulk of her back straight as an arrow. She swung her head around and back, tossing her hair away from her chest. Coach Blue gasped as her big, beautiful knockers filled his sights. The two orbs shined with glory as though the heavens themselves were casting a light.

"Fuck Natalie!" Coach Blue moaned, as he felt his orgasm building up. "You sure do live up to your name!"

"What?" Natalie asked, staring down at him with a confused look. 

Coach Blue reached up and grabbed her enormous, bouncing boobs. He squeezed and kneaded the huge globes gently, but with enthusiasm like a young boy playing with a new toy.

"Big, beautiful boobs..." he moaned.

"That's right, Steven. They're all yours." Natalie said.

"Oh fuck!" Coach Blue moaned. "I'm gonna cum!!"

Natalie pushed her palms down on the coach's chest and thrusted her rack out into his hands. Coach Blue's hands were overflowing with her big, jiggling jugs as she increased the pace of their fucking.

"That's it, Steven...you big stud! Come for me, come for mama!"

As she said this, Coach Blue felt her boobs shrink in size significantly. Shocked, he took his hands off them and placed them around her waist. But to his horror, her waist began expanding in his grip. He watched in disgust as her girth slowly exceeded her bust. Her legs were also expanding, as was the rest of her body. He felt roll after roll of excess fat hit his finely toned stomach as she continued to bounce on him. Before long, Coach Blue was on the verge of vomiting as he realized he was having sex with his wife.

He looked up at his wife's face, which was lost in the moment. Her long hair now shortened and turned to a much lighter shade. Her face swelled to the point of bursting, and a new chin appeared below it. Coach Blue had to shut his eyes in order to block out this horrendous sight.

"Go to a happy place..." he thought. "Go to a happy place."

When he opened his eyes Natalie was laying on her side next to him, her head propped up on her hand. 

"Hey." She said.

"Natalie..." Coach Blue moaned.

"You know my friend, Paula, right?" Natalie said, gesturing to the other end of the bed.

Coach Blue turned his head and found that Paula Swanson, too, was lying down next to him.

"Hello, Steven." She said as she took his head and guided it into her cleavage.

Coach Blue moaned from between her busty hooters as he felt her massive boobs bulge around his entire head. Their softness was incredible...

He pulled his head out from between Paula's massive jugs and was immediately swallowed up by Natalie's. He moaned as her huge melons jiggled around his head.

"Don't forget these..." she said to the coach as he was lost in her busty cleavage.

Both women now snuggled up as close to him as possible. They swung their legs over his body and pushed their chests into his head. Coach Blue was now trapped between all four of their big, juicy melons. The women moaned as he licked and lapped at their huge tits.

"Fuck..." Coach Blue moaned from between their sexy cleavages.

He wrapped his arms around the tiny waist of each woman and managed to poke his head out from between their huge melons. He looked up at his wife, who was still bouncing on him as she had no idea what was going on.

"Such a cow, isn't she?" Natalie asked.

Coach Blue nodded.

"Wouldn't you rather be fucking us?" Paula asked.

Coach Blue moaned in the affirmative.

The two women now sat up and began rubbing their huge boobs over his chest. Coach Blue moaned as their big boobs rubbed up and down his chest and abs. Their nipples dug into his skin, and their massive funbags squished and bulged as they collided on him.

"Oh my god!" Coach Blue moaned as he was given a rub down by two sets of big hooters.

"Are you ready?" Laura asked, staring down at her husband.

"Fuuuuuck yes!" the coach moaned as his cock erupted.

Laura squirmed and shook as her husband unloaded himself. She couldn't believe how fruitful he had been lately.

Coach Blue came down from his orgasm only to realize that Paula and Natalie weren't there. He breathed hard and tried not to look at his wife, who was looming over him feeling herself up. She, too, was breathing hard. And with good reason. 

Laura finally calmed her breathing and slid off of her husband. She took to her side and rested her head next to his.

"Oh...my...GOD." She exclaimed. "That's the third time this week! Steven!"

Coach Blue finally caved and looked at his wife.

"You are such a stud!"

"Thanks..." he mumbled, breaking eye contact.

"And I was beginning to think you were...you know..."

Coach Blue turned to look at her once more. 

"That I was what?" he asked, puzzled.

"You know." Laura said. She pointed at his crotch. "Down there..." 

Coach Blue's eyes grew wide. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"What?" he asked, impatiently.

"You know..." Laura continued. "Not...functional."

She said this last part in a whisper, as if trying not to disturb him.

"What?!" Coach Blue said, offended.

"Well, it's just that you don't respond when I try and let you know I'm in the mood."

"I don't believe this." Coach Blue said, getting up off the bed. 

Laura looked worried as she watched her husband getting dressed.

"Honey, I didn't mean to-"

"You know," Coach Blue interrupted. "It's not always us men that have problems."

"I know, sweetie." Laura said. "But you have to admit that-"

"I'm out of here." He interrupted her. "I'll be back this afternoon."

And then he was gone.

* * * * * * * * * *

Later that afternoon in the gym he began contemplating his current situation. He had been having sex with his wife periodically all week, and that feeling of invulnerability had accompanied him each and every time. Even now, as these busty young Breastford girls bounced their big basketballs on the court for him he could see each and every one of them in bed with him. 

He had taken to wearing a pair of large sweatpants in an attempt to hide his constant erection. The girls knew nothing of what he was packing underneath, and that was exactly how he wanted it. Right now, they continued to flaunt their gorgeous bodies at him; giggling like the giddy schoolgirls they were.

Despite the slight control he now had over himself he found that he still had trouble controlling his initial reactions. He often found himself drooling, and any time a pair of tits bounced in his direction he had to resist the urge to grab them. But for the most part, he seemed to have better control.

Just not around Nina.

She was the one thorn in his side. She was the real reason he didn't want any of the girls to find out about his newfound ability to sustain an erection. 

He was, however, quite satisfied with the progress he had made with the busty duo of Brittany and Brooke. Although lately Brooke had taken up a less flirty demeanor she was not above swallowing her pride in the wake of her busty blonde counterpart. Coach Blue had to chalk this up to the incident in the jewelry store.

Whatever the case, he felt quite confident in his quest to bed the two big-breasted teens. Unfortunately, he had not had an opportunity. They were well into the week, and neither one of them had been in his office lately. This was rather unusual, but in the end he decided it was for the best. He would take the time to hone his skills before their next battle. 

As practice came to a close he stood outside the far exit that led to the girls' locker room and blew his whistle. Slowly, the girls put their basketballs away and one by one walked passed him into the hallway. Their coach made sure to eye each and every pair of basketballs that walked passed him. When he got to Nina, he got worried as his erection immediately reached its peak. She flashed him a small smile as she walked by. Her boobs were so big that right one brushed up against his arm. Her left jug had to squeeze its way in by brushing the doorway. Coach Blue was awestruck, although to be fair, it was a small doorway. Either way, he had to lower his hands to cover his crotch. 

Brittany and Brooke walked by and while Brittany was giggling, Brooke glanced down at his hand before flashing her coach a seductive smile. By this point, Coach Blue was struggling to hold his load. His back pressed into the wall hard as he struggled to control himself. As the last pair finally made its way passed him he relaxed, and breathed a great sigh of relief. 

As he limped back to his office he had to stop and ask himself whether or not the "invulnerability" was all in his head.

* * * * * * * * * *

"What are you going on about?" Brittany asked her friend Brooke.

The two of them were in the girls' locker room. Around them girls were getting dressed and undressed, some were even helping each other out. One girl in particular had asked her friend to straighten her boobs out for her, to which her friend had replied by gripping her DD bra cups and performing the favor. The locker room was filled with the sounds of girls mingling, giggling, and moaning; not to mention the bountiful breasts.

Brittany was looking at the mirror inside her locker, applying lip gloss as she talked to her friend.

"I'm just saying that we need to be more careful." Brooke said, pulling her shirt up and over the massive DD bra cups of her sports bra.

She was sitting on a bench next to her friend, as she pulled her shirt up her hand brushed up against Brittany's luscious rear. From where she was sitting, her face was level with Brittany's gorgeous buns. She smiled as she stared at her friend's perfect ass.

"Why?" Brittany asked, turning to face her friend.

"Because..." Brooke said, making sure no one was around as she stood up.

There was no need to lower her voice. The moans and cries coming from the shower were echoing into the room as cold water splashed down over pair after pair of big, beautiful breasts.

"I almost had to show him my boobs the other day." 

Brittany looked at her friend.

"So what?" was her response. "You said 'almost' right?"

"Yeah." Brooke said. "I mean 'almost.' But still...this time was different."

"What do you mean?" Brittany asked.

Brooke glanced back at the two girls. One had taken to reaching from behind her friend to fondle her big tits. The other now turned around and let her massive rack collide with her friend's. The girls arched their backs and moaned as their huge DD's rubbed against each other. 

"I'm just suggesting..." Brooke said. "that we might need to take it up a notch."

* * * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue sat in his office, gripping his cock through his pants. He hadn't blown his load, but it had sapped all of his will power straight out of him. He was breathing a sigh of relief when he heard a knock at the door.

Thinking it was the two busty blonds, he quickly put on a look of confidence.

"Come in!" he said.

To his dismay, it was Samantha who entered.

"Oh. Hello." Coach Blue said, disappointed.

"Hello." Samantha said, walking over to his desk.

As he watched Samantha's body jiggle in all the wrong places he couldn't help but think that she would have proved useful ten minutes ago when he was trying to keep his erection down. Even so, he still managed to sport a rather large one.

"I see you're still...having trouble?"

She made a small gesturing notion towards the coach's legs.

Coach Blue stood up, allowing her to see the huge bulge in his sweatpants.

Samantha, who had taken a seat comfortably on the coach's sofa, now sat upright like a giddy schoolgirl. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of Coach Blue's package.

"Oh my God!" she moaned. "Steven! That thing is soooooo huge!"

The coach stepped back and awkwardly kept his mouth shut.

"I'm sorry..." Samantha said, taking a hand and fanning her face. "It's just, Laura told me but I didn't really believe her, and well...I haven't really had one like....um, since....my ex husband..."

Coach Blue just nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Samantha said. "Your wife's just lucky, is all."

Coach Blue turned around and faced the wall.

"Speaking of Laura," he said. "I guess she's told you all about our nightly endeavors."

"And how." Samantha said, staring at his ass.

He turned back around.

"I haven't seen any...changes." He said.

"Hm." Samantha stated. "Perhaps it's your wife that is the problem."

"Laura?" he asked.

Samantha stood up and slowly stepped toward the confused coach.

"Well, not a problem per se..." she said. "just not a big enough solution."

Coach Blue backed up against the wall until his back was pressed against it. Samantha seemed to be hunting him.

"Perhaps you need twice the stimulation." Samantha said, as she finally came within inches of the frightened man before her. She stepped into him, and Coach Blue shivered as her excess fat was pressed against his body. 

"I can help with that..." she whispered as she rubbed his crotch with her fattened hand.

She reached up to his jet black hair and ran her other hand through it, then brought it back around his head and rubbed the side of his face.

Coach Blue had to keep from vomiting. Her skin was more dry and rough than his wife's, and not to mention extremely pale. She gave off a scent that reminded him of peanuts.

"I...er..." Coach Blue cleared his throat. "I don't think my wife would approve."

Samantha locked eyes with him and threw him a stern look as he realized the hypocrisy in that statement.

"So recruit her..." Samantha commanded. She said it angrily, almost through clenched teeth. Coach Blue could tell that she was offended.

"You mean...both, er...all three? Of us?" he asked.

"Yes." Samantha said, forcibly. "Isn't that every man's dream?"

Coach Blue shivered at the thought of having his fat wife and her fat friend in bed together. They were unbelievably unattractive.

"Well, yeah!" Coach Blue said, attempting to escape the subject. "Just not with ugl...er....not with...women...who..."

Samantha stopped him cold.

"Fine." She said, in an angry manner. "I wanted to help you with your problem, but never mind."

Coach Blue struggled to find words as Samantha quickly turned around to exit.

"Sam, what? Wait!" he yelled.

Samantha stopped and turned around. She had a sex-starved look in her eyes. Coach Blue wondered if perhaps there was some truth to what she was saying.

"Are you saying..." he began. "That this is going to solve my problem?"

Samantha leaned her back against the door. A look of boredom swept across her face. She looked at the coach as though he were the last horse to finish the race. 

"I'm saying that this could be the start of something new." 

She looked at the bulge in his crotch. Coach Blue saw her eyes grow with curiosity. Her tongue slipped from her mouth and ran across her lips, licking them hungrily. 

"For you." She added.

"What do you mean, 'something new'?" he asked, suspiciously. "Do you mean...new women?"

He was cautious about asking this last part. This woman knew a lot more than he did, and at this point she was probably closer to his wife as well. He didn't want to jeopardize anything he had gained so far.

Samantha flashed him an ominous smile.

"New, old, does it really matter?" she asked of him. "Rest assured, Coach. If you convince your wife to do this, you needn't have sex with her ever again."

Coach Blue gave a nervous laugh, but when Samantha smiled back his laugh became more genuine. The two of them engaged in a friendly, awkward giggle session until Samantha spoke again.

"Tell Laura to give me a call." She said, and immediately following that she opened the door and left.

As the door closed, Coach Blue heard the faint sound of dribbling coming from the gym. Ignoring it, he took a seat and reflected. 

Maybe there was some truth to what this big woman was saying. He had started sleeping with his wife again quite some time ago, and each time that feeling of invincibility had come back. 

But it only lasted a short while.

He couldn't go on swallowing his pride each night. He had to find another way. He had to do something brash. Perhaps taking Samantha up on her offer...he would be killing two birds with one stone. If he felt like his old self when he slept with Laura, then it stood to reason that he would feel the same way two fold if Samantha were to be involved.

The dribbling from outside grew louder. His mind tried to rationalize his situation. 

Being in Breastford was like playing a game. He had jumped into the game unprepared. Without the proper training anyone who played would be utterly spent by the second period. The problem was that this game, in particular, was a game lost to society – meaning that even if you were prepared and you had a decent amount of training, without a proper understanding there was no way you could win. And absolutely no one had a decent understanding.

His thoughts were interrupted as the dribbling intensified in sound. Angry, he stood up. Just as he was about to open the door and yell at the students to get to class he realized that classes were finished for the day. Instead, he walked over to the window and opened the blinds. On the other side of the gym, his favorite busty duo was busy practicing. 

He stood by the window and gazed at the beautiful blond teens as they bounced up and down the court. His erection grew until it hit the wall below the window directly in front of him. It pressed and throbbed into the cold, unforgiving cement as he watched the busty teens and their big, round, bouncy basketballs (as well as the ones they were dribbling). 

As his mind traveled to thoughts of a threesome with Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust, he inevitably came back to the impending threesome that stood in his way – clearing his mind of all previous thoughts. In his clarity he realized that this was something he needed to do. He didn't know why, but something told him that this was his way out. He knew that if any man had ever set foot in Breastford, the last thing they would have done is seek out the two most unattractive females they could find and bed them both. 

Brooke took a jump shot, which caused her giant jugs to bounce beneath her white practice shirt. Coach Blue could tell she was wearing a sports bra by the way their bouncing was brought to a halt in a comfortable manner, however; they continued to jiggle, beautifully, even once the rest of her body had been completely still for a minute or so. She put a hand on her hip and with her other hand began fanning herself down as she talked to her friend – boobs still jiggling. Brittany had taken to stretching while she listened to her friend talk. Her back was to Coach Blue, and she bent down to touch her toes as she stretched out her legs. 

Coach Blue instinctively bucked his hips against the wall as Brittany's perfect rear came into view. Her butt was almost ripping the fabric of her skin-tight blue shorts, the same shorts required of every Breastford student. His eyes traveled up the back of her smooth legs until they got to her tight ass, where they stayed. He humped the wall, subconsciously, wishing he was sliding into home between Brittany's tight teen buns.

His eyes wandered over to Brooke, whose big boobs finally slowed their jiggling to a complete halt atop her massive chest. They took their previous positions: jutting out from her chest like a pair of huge missiles, round and perky as ever. Coach Blue licked his lips as he eyed the vast expansion of her round orbs. His eyes traveled around the huge globes as they bulged into her sports bra, redefining the fabric and bursting through the "strap-them-down" theory. They were definitely not strapped down. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 12



Coach Blue hurriedly pulled down his pants so that his engorged member sprang free and hit the wall in front of him. He reached down and wrapped his hand around its girth. He pointed it up against the wall, redirecting himself so that he could do this comfortably. He began pumping his rock hard piece through his fist, jerking off to the two big-titted babes in the gym.

Brittany now stood upright as she, too, put a hand on her small waist. Coach Blue had the sexiest view of their young, teen bods as the two girls engaged in conversation, unknowingly showing off their gorgeous bodies as they posed for their coach's amusement. 

Coach Blue's eyes traveled from one big-boobed teen to the other, and then back again. He eyed both racks with intensity, shifting back and forth between each pair of melons as he furiously jerked himself off. 

The girls had turned so that their massive chests were now facing Coach Blue. He watched each pair of heaving jugs move up and down as each girl breathed in and out. His eyes traveled down their hourglass figures, down passed their slim waists and over their explosive thighs. He made his way down their long, smooth, young legs before making his way back up again. His eyes made the return trip all the way back to their big, beautiful boobs, where they stayed.

"Fuck yeah, babes!" he thought. "Look at those hooters!"

He watched Brittany's boobs for almost a full minute before returning back to Brooke's bust. After a minute of Brooke's busty big ones he felt his orgasm building up. 

"Oh, fuck!" he said as he felt precum starting to ooze.

"Brooke...Biguns..." he thought as he eyed the teen's huge rack.

His eyes drifted over to the other big-breasted teen's stacked chest.

"Brittany...BUST!" he thought.

With both pairs of hooters in his sights he unloaded all over the wall. His cock exploded as he gazed out the window to the two pairs of huge melons on the gym floor. Their big boobs continued to heave as spurt after spurt of hot, sticky semen flew from his throbbing rod. His cock kept throbbing in his grasp as his shooting came to a sticky stop. He couldn't help but smile as he stared at the tits of the two stacked babes on the gym floor. Big boobs were a thing of beauty; they just made you want to smile.

Or in this case, the coach thought, two big racks.

At long last, his gaze ascended from the busty mountains in his gym and began climbing up to their faces. He was shocked to find that the two stacked beauties were staring directly at him, or at least into his office. He couldn't tell which. 

There was a sort of awkward moment between the three of them, as Coach Blue didn't know how well they could see in, or how much they had seen for that matter. The girls didn't seem to have any looks of surprise or offense on their faces. In fact, they seemed perfectly calm; almost nonchalant. 

Calmly and without alarm, he quickly closed the blinds. He didn't know how much the girls knew about what had just happened, and at this moment he didn't really care. He pulled up his pants and collapsed on to the soft couch. 

He was sure of it now.

He had to go through with Samantha's idea. If he ever wanted a chance at Brittany and Brooke, or even the famous hooters of the busty Nina Knockers...hell, if he wanted a chance with anyone in the town of Breastford...he had to take this next step.

This little voyeur session with Brittany and Brooke had lasted a bit longer than usual...but only for the simple fact that neither one of them was in the room. That was why he had no cause for concern. He felt certain that had they known what he was doing they would have skipped into the room and sped up the process by tormenting him.

Strangely, he much preferred it this way. Aside from the obvious amount of humiliation he was saved he was also free to be himself; rather than holding back for as long as he could so the busty tag-team could get their kicks out of it. 

Despite how long he lasted, it wasn't nearly enough to sustain a good time. Even with all the "training" he'd been doing with his wife his stamina had only increased a bit. He had, perhaps, a few more minutes at his disposal than when he first drove into Breastford. 

Yes, he would have to put Samantha's plan into effect. He was not at all concerned about pitching the idea to Laura; her sex drive had been off the wall lately, and being as how this was Samantha's idea he was fairly certain that she would approve. 

How did it come to this?

Not long ago, he had been the lucky recipient of the horniest threesome the world had ever known. Now he was the unwitting victim of an ugly janitor, and his wife.

But at least it wouldn't be in vain.

He felt certain that after this, things would be different. He couldn't explain why. He just knew. This was the final stretch. He would cross that finish line and continue running...right into pair after pair of the biggest, juiciest tits on the face of the planet. He would collapse in them...into a mountainous pile of mountainous breasts, big and soft like pillows...

That would be his prize.

With that thought in mind, Coach Blue stood and walked over to his desk; where he grabbed a box of tissue from it. He took a few and began cleaning up the mess he had made on the wall and floor. While there he snuck a single peak out the window. Both Brittany and Brooke were gone, this had become apparent a few minutes ago when the bouncing of their basketballs had ceased.

As Coach Blue thought about their big, bouncy basketballs as he continued to clean up his mess. He smiled when he was done.

"And that's the last time." He said, putting the box back on the desk.

* * * * * * * * * *

Laura Blue was pacing around, nervously, as she and her husband waited for Samantha to show up. The week had gone expectedly, or at least, according to Coach Blue's plan. Laura had not agreed when her husband had suggested the ménage o tois, however; upon calling her friend and confronting her on the subject she had changed her tune. 

"Where is she?" Laura asked, angrily. "She's late."

"It's only been a minute, please." Her husband answered.

Coach Blue was sitting on the living room couch, gripping a wine bottle with one hand and rubbing his neck with the other. 

"I'm still not happy about this, Steven." Laura stated.

Coach Blue swallowed as he pulled the bottle from between his lips.

"Then why'd you say yes?" he asked, somewhat furiously.

"Because..." She answered. "She's been divorced for quite some time."

"So?" Coach Blue asked.

"So it's not exactly like she can find another man, Steven!" Laura snapped. "Have you seen any men in this town? It's nothing but boobs."

"Please." Coach Blue answered. "You know as well as I do that this place used to be a regular sausage festival. What's the real reason?"

"Look..." Laura said, turning to face her husband. "Even when there were men here, she said, she still never had a single chance because of all the sluts in town. What is it with you men and sluts?"

Coach Blue coughed up some wine.

"Are you talking about me?" he asked, suspiciously.

He got worried when his wife didn't answer right away, but that feeling subsided when she finally broke the silence.

"About men in general." She said.

"I don't know, honey." Coach Blue said, relaxing on the couch. "People like what they like, I suppose."

Laura sat down across from her husband. He poured her a glass and she began sipping it, slowly. 

"And you like boobs." She said, locking eyes with her husband.

Coach Blue gave a small laugh.

"Guilty as charged." He laughed.

Laura took another sip of wine.

"Speaking of sluts..." she said. "I haven't seen much of that...that Natalie Knockers. For a woman who claims to have a large influence on the neighborhood she sure doesn't show it."

"Natalie's also active in the community." Coach Blue said, slightly offended. "She can't spend all her time at home. And what's this about her being a slut?"

"Have you seen her?" Laura asked, sarcastically. She gestured to her chest. "Her, and her friend?"

"Paula?" Coach Blue asked.

"Yes." Laura said, taking another sip of wine. "All four of them."

"I've seen...them." Coach Blue said, trying not to emphasize that last word. "What are you getting at?"

"C'mon, Steven." Laura coaxed. "You honestly can't tell me they haven't had work done."

"You mean plastic surgery?" 

"Yes!" Laura exclaimed. "I mean, I see the reason in having some work done but come on, let's be reasonable!"

"Right..." Coach Blue nodded.

"They didn't even try to make it look...believable." Laura said.

"Believable?" he husband repeated.

"Yes. No one in their right mind is going to think those...those...things...are real."

"Right..." Coach Blue nodded again.

"And as for that Paula..." she continued. "One would think she'd have a little more class about it. She works in a classroom after all."

Coach Blue faked a smile as Laura laughed at her own pun. When she was done laughing, she smiled at her husband and placed a hand on his knee.

"Well," she said. "You don't have to worry about any fake, disgusting boobs tonight, sweetie. Mommy's going to take care of you."

"Yippie..." Coach Blue muttered under his breath.

"Just promise me you won't enjoy it." Laura said. "I mean, you know...that you won't enjoy...her?"

Coach Blue smiled as he nodded his head. He couldn't believe he wasn't offended by her request.

* * * * * * * * * *

It was thirty minutes passed when Samantha showed up. She had used car trouble as an excuse, to which Coach Blue chalked up to the fact that even her truck had a weight limit.

After exchanging hello's and awkward small talk, the three of them had retired to the living room. The girls sat on either side of the coach, and the drinking had commenced.

Coach Blue seemed to be drinking the most. Each time he felt one of the girls' hands on his thigh making leeway for his crotch as they continued to chat he would take a large gulp of wine, apparently drinking enough so he couldn't feel their touch. The more he drank, the easier his task was becoming.

"Steven and I had a conversation about Paula and Natalie just before you got here." Laura said, as she ran her hand up the coach's inner thigh. Her hand reached his crotch and she gave it a playful squeeze.

"Really?" Samantha said, throwing a playful look at Coach Blue. "How did that one go?"

She ran her hand up and down his inner thigh as Laura continued to rub the bulge in his pants.

"We were just talking about their fake boobs." Laura said.

"Oh, I know right?" Samantha added. "100% fake. I mean, at least make them look real. Those things are as big as watermelons."

"Disgusting." Laura threw in.

Coach Blue was starting to feel the influence of the wine taking over, and all this talk about Natalie's and Paula's boobs was actually giving him a hard on. He wondered what his wife would think if she knew for a fact, like he did, that both their huge pairs were real.

"How about some real boobs?" Laura asked, grabbing her husband's hand and placing it atop her huge chest.

"How about these?" Samantha asked, doing the same with his other hand.

Both women moaned as the drunken coach felt them up. Coach Blue couldn't get a single handful. Their tits were just big enough to squeeze, but they lacked the explosive size which made it possible to grab a hefty handful. The women seemed to like this feeble attempt, so the coach went on barely squeezing their tits. He wished it were Natalie and Paula, though. A drunken smile crept across his face as he thought of their big, heaving racks.

Laura felt her husband's cock throb as she fondled him through his pants. Samantha, too, looked down and noticed it increasing in size. She hungrily reached down and joined Laura in rubbing her husband's bulging prick.

Laura threw a nasty look at Samantha before leaning into her husband and kissing him. Her mouth was filled with the sting of alcohol, and she decided to just kiss him on the cheek instead. 

Meanwhile, Samantha had taken to moaning as she rubbed Coach Blue's cock. Each and every time she felt it throb she let out an exaggerated moan. Both Coach Blue and Laura thought she was on the verge of orgasm. Coach Blue turned to his wife.

"Bedroom." He said.

* * * * * * * * * *

Three piles of clothes were thrown across the bedroom floor as Coach Blue was sprawled on the bed, legs spread wide open. The women were completely nude, but Coach Blue was too drunk to notice their rolls of fat and hideous skin. He on the other hand, was still wearing a pair of boxers. Laura was slowly pulling them down from between his legs as Samantha watched with her knees next to the coach's head. 

His wife pulled the hem completely off, and his cock sprang free for both of them to feast their eyes on. Samantha's eyes grew instantly wide, and she gave a small moan at the sight of his huge member. It wasn't even at its full length yet, nor was it hard enough to have fun with, and yet even Laura was taken aback by its girth. Both women gasped as they became instantly wet.

Samantha licked her lips as Laura immediately bent down and took him into her mouth. Laura licked it from the base to the tip over and over again, increasing her pace each time, and trying desperately to make him hard, but it was proving a difficult task. Samantha had given up on getting the coach to touch her, as he seemed to be showing no interest, and instead took to fingering herself next to the coach's head as she watched his wife blow him. 

Ten minutes went by and Laura had nothing to show for her work. When another ten minutes went by Coach Blue could feel her becoming tired. Samantha had taken to arching her back as she played with herself. The site of her disgusting rack was making it difficult for him to sustain a hard on, even from inside his wife's mouth.

As she was closing in on a half hour Laura was constantly coming up for air. It wasn't until Samantha's enlarged, round belly accidentally collided with his face that Coach Blue decided that the two of them should switch places. 

Laura immediately objected, but had little choice as Samantha bullied her out of the way like a sumo wrestler. She latched on to his dick like a dog with a bone and began sucking him in like a vacuum cleaner. Coach Blue gave a slight jump as he was impressed with her enthusiasm, but that quickly ended when Laura decided to smother him with her chest. 

What little progress Samantha had made with Laura's husband was quickly undone as he was blindsided by her humble C cups. She had accumulated sweat on her chest from the work she had put in, and it was largely unflattering. The snarls she was throwing in Samantha's direction were not helping her cause. 

Coach Blue had to pull himself out of his wife's clutches, not so much from her cleavage as she hardly had any. He turned his head to the side, away from her and tried to focus on the task at hand. He just needed some time to get situated...

In her mouth, Samantha could not feel a single change in density. In a sort of last ditch effort, she pulled him out, dripping with saliva, and attempted to tittyfuck him. But it was a feeble attempt as her tits weren't nearly big enough to fuck. Not only did they not swallow him whole the way Natalie or Paula's did, but they didn't even manage to surround his girth. Nor did they even bulge; they simply just provided a wall for his cock to lean against. 

Laura's mouth was agape in a jealous fury. She immediately leaned down between her husband's legs and attempted to shove Samantha aside with her chest. The result was that their flat chests battled briefly around his cock.

As Coach Blue watched the display, he remembered another scene in his head which made him instantly hard; a time when both Natalie and Paula had wrapped their big, bulging breasts around his cock at the same time.

The two women below him moaned in pleasure as the coach's dick hardened in front of their eyes, and each woman felt a sense of pride in herself. They looked up at the coach as if to say, "Now the fun can begin."

Coach Blue's mind was still buzzing from the thought of having two huge racks pressed together around his aching cock. How he ached to be buried between Natalie and Paula's huge tits...to see the tip of his cock jutting out from between their busty dual-cleavage as he humped their hooters...

What had Natalie called it? A double titfuck...

His thoughts were interrupted as he realized his wife was positioning herself over his cock. Coach Blue shut his eyes tightly as he felt Laura's warm depths slowly surrounding him. He began to lose his edge as the sight of his wife's disgusting body jiggling on top of him was making it difficult. He looked away and tried to go back to the shower...to the double titfuck.

Samantha was watching in anticipation, eagerly awaiting her turn. She noticed Coach Blue struggling beneath his wife. 

Coach Blue could almost see Paula's huge jugs as clear as day...but the sight of his wife's ugly melons brought him back down to earth and forced his erection to run for cover. 

This was not going to work.

Infuriated, he grasped his wife from her chubby love handles and forced her off of him as he sat up. He got to his knees like a man on a mission and turned Laura over so that she was on all fours. Samantha watched his primitive act as he inserted himself into Laura from behind and began ramming her ass.

Laura's buns were slapping against his thighs, and she was moaning almost as if she were in pain as her husband plowed into her again and again. Coach Blue found it much easier to concentrate this way, as the distraction of her ugly face and hideous body were enough to make him vomit. 

Samantha leaned down and sympathized with Laura. Not many women enjoyed the degrading act of being fucked like a dog. The two of them seemed to make up as the coach purged on with his mission. When it was over, Coach Blue had not realized how long he had spent ramming his wife. Laura rolled over and gripped her sore ass, as Samantha looked at Coach Blue and bit her lip.

Coach Blue immediately forced Samantha on to her knees and repeated the entire process with her. She was screaming louder than Laura had been, and after a while she even sounded as though she were enjoying it. This coaxed the coach to fuck her even harder. When he was finished with her, he pulled out and repeated the same thing with his wife. It went on like this for hours on into the night until both women enjoyed having their asses plowed. As he was fucking Samantha's ass for the last time, Coach Blue suddenly pulled out and stood up on the bed. 

He took a step towards the two ladies and aimed his cock at them as he pumped it through his fist, recalling he had done this a few days earlier while watching the busty duo of Brooke and Brittany bounce their huge basketballs. 

He immediately gripped Laura by the back of the head and forced her mouth around his length, all the way down to the base; forcing her to taste Samantha's ass. He reached down and pulled Samantha by the hair, forcing her to get comfortable next to his wife. He pressed their heads together as he started to gush cum down his wife's throat. 

Laura's eyes went wide as she realized he was cumming. This was something she never let him do, much less with someone else in the room. Who did he think he was?

But she was relieved, as after the first few spurts her husband pulled his cock from her throat and guided it to Samantha's mouth, cum gushing on to their heads on his bed as he did so. He immediately forced Samantha to take his exploding cock down her throat just as Laura had done, and her eyes, too, went wide as the her mouth was filled with the salty taste. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 12



"You wanted this cock, bitch??" Coach Blue asked, in a rage. "Take it! Take it all! Yeah, you like that?"

Samantha shook her head from side to side, but that only caused his cum to slush around in her mouth. Thankfully, his spurting slowed to an end and he pulled out of Samantha's mouth. She immediately began coughing up cum.

He inserted himself back into his wife's mouth and fucked her throat, coaxing a few more drops of cum before he went dry.

"Fuck..." the coach moaned, as he finally pulled out of his wife's mouth. 

Not giving the two big women a second thought he collapsed on the bed, his mission accomplished, leaving Samantha and Laura coughing and sore.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 13



Beneath his sheets, Coach Blue's morning erection was trying to break free as he fondled a big, round, juicy boob. He had his eyes closed in ecstasy as he squeezed and prodded it. It was, by far, the biggest boob he had ever come across, even in Breastford! His hand had searched over every inch of the thing, and he had yet to find a nipple.

After a few more minutes of searching he heard a girlish giggle, and immediately opened his eyes. He was disgusted to find that it wasn't a breast he was touching; it was his wife's grotesque stomach. She was curled up next to him, a large smile on her face. 

The coach put his hands on his head and sighed. He had a splitting headache, most likely due to the abundance of wine in his system as of last night. He rubbed his temples as the images of last night flooded his mind. Regrettably, he had had sex with his wife and her friend. He felt more remorse now than ever in his life. 

He stood up off the bed, causing Laura to become sprawled. He immediately began putting on his pants and undershorts; he didn't want his wife sneaking a peak at his goods. He walked over to the window and gazed outside. The beautiful morning did nothing to personify his thoughts on the happenings of last night.

But he quickly changed his tune as the sun broke through a cloud and shined as bright as ever. Yes, last night had been the dark – but this was the dawn. It was the dawn of a new beginning. As of this exact moment, all his regrets were released.

He smiled as he thought of what awaited him. Samantha had said that should he go through with this he would have access to all the other massive-boobed women in Breastford. The thought caused his morning erection to throb as he stretched into the warm rays of sunshine. He was a changed man; he could feel it. He felt as though he could bang one hundred women right now, and still have stamina left over for a blowjob. 

Yes, he thought, this was going to be one hell of a week.

"Morning, Stallion."

Startled, Coach Blue turned around to find Laura running a hand through her frizzy hair.

"Oh...hey." He responded.

"Last night was incredible!" Laura exclaimed.

"Yeah, thanks. I guess." Coach Blue shrugged.

"How's that for a late anniversary gift?" Laura asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

Coach Blue laughed. Apparently, she was under the impression that she and Samantha had done him a favor. Or worse...that he had actually enjoyed it.

"Where's Samantha?" he asked.

"Gone." Laura yawned. "You really gave me a pounding..." 

She rubbed her butt as she said this.

"Sorry." Coach Blue said.

"You should be." Laura snapped. "I won't be able to walk straight for a while. We're not doing it like this anymore. From now on, I'm on top."

"Fine." Coach Blue said, not paying her any mind as he threw a shirt on.

When he was finished getting dressed he made his way to the living room. Out the window he could see across the street. Brittany Bust was at her friend Brooke Biguns' house, and the two of them were making it hard for Coach Blue to relax. He eyed their busty chests from the comfort of his living room, and after a while he decided to try his luck. 

He walked towards the front door, but just as he was about to open it he had a change of heart. He walked back to the window and peered out at the two big-breasted teens, rubbing his crotch lightly.

"Not yet." He thought. "Not yet."

* * * * * * * * * * *

It was mid-week and Coach Blue had yet to try his hand at any of the local talent. Each day, he expected the two blond teases to come into his office and give him hell, but each day had come and gone uneventfully. In the meantime, he was perfectly content with waiting. He had even taken to banging Samantha regularly as a means of making sure he was ready for the "main event."

Samantha had stumbled into his office the previous Monday, limping severely from the soreness in her ass. She had commented that while she had enjoyed the threeway, she was not sure if she could take another fucking like that. 

In watching Samantha leave, Coach Blue had had a revelation. While waiting for the right time to take it to Brooke and Brittany, he could use Samantha as a sort of "practice doll."

He had ascended from his seat quickly, and had lunged forward to stop Samantha at the door. While doing this he had ground his bulge into her from behind, pushing her against the door. Samantha had begun moaning in pain, and had even started to cry when she heard the coach unzip. 

Soon after she had felt her shorts slide off her body, and was once again brought into the hell of Coach Blue's thrusting of his huge member. 

Since that time she had grown accustomed to the ramming, and had even grown to enjoy it. Although she always opposed it at first, when it was all over she was fairly glad she had done it. It had even gotten to the point where she would come in and request sex, to which Coach Blue usually complied. 

But on one particular butt-ramming session Coach Blue had decided that he had had enough. He was tired of waiting, and he could no longer go on settling for this chubby janitor when there was a treasure trove of big breasted, slim-waisted teens out there. He decided to make Brooke and Brittany's decision for them.

Now, he sat in his office waiting for class to begin. There was still a good twenty minutes to go, and it seemed as though it would never get here.

A few minutes went by and he heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" Coach Blue said, adjusting his pants.

The door opened and Samantha walked in.

"Hey, baby!" she said, walking around the coach's desk.

"Hey." Coach Blue said, nonchalantly.

"Are you ready for another round?" Samantha said, licking her lips as she stared at the bulge in his pants. "I'll let you ram my ass all you want..."

Coach Blue put his hands behind his head and leaned back.

"Mmm. No." he said. "I'm good."

Samantha made a noise as though she were out of breath. A look of shock ran across her face.

"What?" she said, trying to feign humor.

"I said no thanks." Coach Blue said. "I'm not in the mood."

Samantha looked at him as though he were a lost child.

"Not in the mood?" she asked of him.

"Yeah." Coach Blue answered. "As a matter of fact, I don't think I'm ever going to be in the mood again. "

"What??" Samantha exclaimed.

Coach Blue spoke slowly.

"Your services will no longer be required. You can leave."

"My services?!" Samantha exclaimed, infuriated. "My...services?!"

Coach Blue shrugged as he didn't know what else to say. Samantha stared at him, and the smug look he had on his face made her face turn red.

"Kitchen's closed." Coach Blue said.

"AAAAhhhhhhggggggg!" Samantha shouted as she walked towards the door and opened it. "FINE!" 

Coach Blue smiled as she slammed the door.

* * * * * * * * * * *

The waiting had finally ended, and class was well underway. Coach Blue was making his rounds in the gym when he spotted the busty duo taking turns with jump shots. His cock immediately became hard, and it continued to grow in his pants as he inched his way closer to their bouncing boobs. He was almost there when he spotted something out of the corner of his eye: another huge pair...a bigger pair.

He turned and gazed at the other end of the gym, and he was immediately met with the sight of Nina Knockers' bouncing melons as she took turns taking jump shots with her partner. 

Coach Blue changed direction and made a beeline for those massive melons, ignoring anything else in his path. As he got closer to the huge-titted teen she noticed him walking towards her. Coach Blue saw her whisper something to her partner, who then immediately left for another part of the gym. Nina held the basketball directly in front of her chest as she waited for her coach. 

"Hey, Nina." Coach Blue said, smiling at her feeble attempt to cover her chest. The basketball was not nearly big enough to hide her massive rack. Her huge tits bulged out to the sides and made themselves visible around the entire ball.

"What do you want?" Nina asked.

"I want you to drop that ball." Coach Blue said, eyeing her chest.

"In your dreams." She replied.

"Drop it," Coach Blue said. "Or I'll cut you from the top five."

Nina hung her head and stared up at the coach.

"Please." She said. "Everyone knows I'm the best player here."

"Really?" Coach Blue replied. "I don't know that."

Nina rolled her head up in the air and laughed. 

"Fine." She said. "Cut me. I'm sure the Cantaloupe Committee will understand."

Coach Blue gave an awkward laugh.

"Alright." He said. "You win."

Nina scrunched her face and smiled in achievement. Coach Blue looked around for her partner.

"Don't you usually partner with Gretchen?" he asked.

"She's out of town." Nina replied. "She won't be back til this weekend."

"Right, right." Coach Blue said, recalling their last conversation. 

As he turned around to leave, Nina stopped him.

"Coach!" she said.

Coach Blue turned back around.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Can I see that ball?" Nina asked, gesturing to the basketball in the coach's hand.

"Sure." Coach Blue said, tossing it over.

Nina caught it with her free hand and rolled it towards her chest so that it collided with the other ball she was holding, covering both of her tits up – one ball in front of each. 

"Great." Coach Blue said sarcastically. "One just wasn't getting the job done, I guess?"

Nina locked eyes with him. She had a solemn look on her face. She was all business as she slowly brought both of the basketballs down towards her small waist. Coach Blue's eyes went wide as she revealed her massive jugs to him slowly, completely covered by her gray shirt and sports bra. His cock now grew to its full length and threatened to rip his pants right open as he stared at Nina's huge knockers. He licked his lips as his eyes made a feast out of the big, juicy melons that were heaving before him. Precum dripped from the tip of his cock as he understood what Nina was saying to him: her boobs were literally basketball sized. They were as big as basketballs...big, beautiful, bouncy basketballs. 

Coach Blue stared, unbelievingly, from the pair of basketballs in her hands to the pair on her massive chest. There was hardly any difference in size between them.

"Damn, Nina..." Coach Blue said. "You have some huge, fucking tits..."

Nina continued to lock eyes with her coach as he eye-humped her big boobs.

"Look at those things!" he said. "Big, bouncy basketballs..."

"I think you need to go to your office now." Nina said.

She covered her tits once again, and gestured to the huge erection her coach was sporting.

Coach Blue shook his head from side to side as if trying to shake something out of it. When he stopped, he stared at Nina in a daze. Awkwardly, he took a few steps back.

"No. I...I think I'm good." He said.

Nina shook her head and smiled at him as she turned back around. As she walked away, she looked back over her shoulder and threw him a contemplating look.

The coach walked away and tried to calm his erection. After a few minutes he was back to his normal self again. His mind quickly turned back to the two busty blondes he had come here for, and he began searching for them once again. 

When he found them, they were on the far end practicing their passes. Coach Blue watched as Brooke performed a chest pass. The force caused her busty chest to bounce and jiggle for a few seconds as the ball flew through the air. As Brittany caught the ball it slipped from her fingers and collided with her own bouncy chest.

"Ouch!" she yelped in pain. "Brooke! You hit my boob!"

Brooke was shaking her head and urging her to shush as Coach Blue approached them. Brittany did as her friend was suggesting and kept her mouth shut.

"Girls," Coach Blue said. "How are you two doing?"

"Who are you talking to?" Brooke asked, putting a hand on her waist. "Me, or her?"

She gestured to Brittany, who immediately walked over to the two of them. Coach Blue watched her huge rack jiggle and bounce as she stepped.

"How about all four of you..." he said in a daze.

He turned back to Brooke. She and Brittany were now just inches away from him, putting their racks just millimeters away. 

"Clever." Brooke said, sternly. "So what do you want?"

Coach Blue felt her eyes staring a hole through him and immediately turned to Brittany. 

"I just wanted to make sure Brittany was ok."

"She didn't get hit until after you showed up..." Brooke said, rolling her eyes.

"Still..." Coach Blue said, staring down at Brittany's huge rack. "I think you two should come by my office so I can treat...those..."

He trailed off as his mouth began to water.

Brittany arched her back and jutted her chest out, coaxing more moisture from Coach Blue's mouth.

"Are you sure you have the right...treatment?" Brittany asked him, raising an eyebrow.

Coach Blue licked his lips as he stared at her big, tasty melons.

"Oh...I think I've got the right treatment for those." He said. "In fact, I've got the perfect treatment for 'em. I may even have to treat your friend Brooke's bouncy-"

"Are you two finished?" Brooke interrupted. "We've got practicing to do."

Brittany threw a dirty look at Coach Blue.

"After practice." She said.

Satisfied, and throbbing, Coach Blue turned and walked away. He could hear the two of them chatting and bickering as he did so, but he paid them no mind. 

There was still twenty minutes left in class, according to the clock. But he decided the clock was broken, leaving the busty teens utterly shocked when they heard the whistle blow.

The girls' eyes grew wide as their friends began filing out of the gym. Brooke saw Coach Blue retreating back into his office, and even though his back was turned she somehow knew he was smiling. 

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Girls!" Coach Blue exclaimed as Brittany and Brooke walked into his office. 

Neither one of them was surprised to see their coach leaning up against his desk, awaiting their entry. Both girls could feel the coach's eyes on their big chests as they stepped into the room. Brooke tried to keep her boobs from bouncing underneath her gray practice shirt, but it was no use. Brittany, on the other hand, was a little more liberal with her movements.

"I just love it when my girls bring their own basketballs." He said, licking his lips as he looked from each busty blonde's teen rack to the other.

"We're just here for some aid." Brooke said as she and Brittany stood in front of their coach. She immediately noticed the bulge that had sprouted in her coach's shorts.

"Yeah, Coach..." Brittany said, stepping forward and arching her back. Coach Blue's eyes almost popped out as Brittany's huge jugs pressed and stretched the fabric of her gray shirt, threatening to rip it off. Brittany had her head turned slightly as she raised an eyebrow at her coach.

"Can you handle these big basketballs?" she asked.

Brooke saw their coach's bulge throb as it doubled in size. Coach Blue was licking his lips as Brittany teased him by jiggling her big jugs around seductively. Brooke elbowed her, urging her to stop, but her busty friend paid her no heed.

Coach Blue's mouth was watering and his eyes were glued to Brittany's bouncing chest as he reached around his desk and pulled a soft cloth from one of the drawers.

"This ought to do the trick." Coach Blue said, holding the cloth out to the stacked blonde.

Brittany smiled as she began to step forward, into the cloth.

"It'll do something alright..." she said, winking at Brooke.

Coach Blue's mouth was like a river as Brittany's huge melons inched their way closer to his waiting hand. Brittany was licking her lips sexily as her big boobs bounced just inches away from her coach's eager hand.

"Be gentle with them..." she said.

Coach Blue's mind was about to explode as he could almost feel his fingers sinking into her busty titflesh. Her tits were so close he could squeeze them...

Brooke looked down and saw that the coach's bulge had not let up. Panicked, she hurriedly stepped forward and stopped her busty friend from advancing any further.

"Hey-what?" Brittany said, stepping back.

"I've got a better idea." Brooke said, looking at Coach Blue. "Why not let me?"

Confused, Brittany looked at her friend. Brooke turned to her for a moment and threw her a reassuring look. As she raised her eyebrows at her, Brittany nodded in un-assured agreement.

Brooke turned back to Coach Blue and stepped forward. She reached out and took the cloth from his hand.

"Why don't you just sit back?" she said, as she turned her gaze to his crotch. "And enjoy the show."

Coach Blue glanced over at Brittany, who was licking her lips seductively. Brooke joined her and the two of them stood next to each other and looked at Coach Blue, teasingly. 

"Sure thing." Coach Blue said, leaning back and showing off his bulging member. "You babes have fun."

Brooke threw one last cautious look at Coach Blue's shorts before turning to Brittany, who was still licking her lips at the coach.

Brooke slowly brought her hand over her busty friend's chest and lowered the cloth down gently over her big breast. The girls turned to Coach Blue to see his reaction as they began. They weren't surprised to see him shifting around.

Brittany smiled at the coach as her friend gently wiped her bosom down. It brushed over her nipple and she breathed in heavily.

Brooke could feel the huge tit heaving beneath her hand as her busty blonde friend breathed in and out. After a while, she pulled the cloth away from her tit and tossed it at Coach Blue.

"I don't think we need that anymore." She said, as Brittany threw a naughty look at Coach Blue.

The cloth hit Coach Blue in the chest and trailed down his stomach until it reached his crotch, where it hung over his large erection. The girls giggled at the sight and Coach Blue immediately put his hand on his crotch and pulled the cloth away. Neither girl was surprised when he put his hand back on his crotch.

Now the only thing separating Brooke from Brittany's large melon was her gray shirt and sports bra. She now brought her hand back down over her friend's large breast only this time without the cloth. Her fingers trailed over the big tit gently as they formed a perfect squeezing circle around it. When her pretty little fingers finally found their places on the huge mountain she applied pressure to it, slowly sinking her fingers into Brittany's abundant titflesh.

Brittany breathed deeply as Brooke's hand squeezed her massive melon. Brooke licked her lips as her fingers sunk deeper into the gray shirt...feeling the soft titflesh underneath. She began kneading it, jiggling the huge melon around in her grasp. Both busty teens had their eyes closed in ecstasy as Brooke bounced Brittany's bulbous boob around in her small hand.

Brittany thrusted her chest into Brooke's hands. Her huge boobs were making her friend's hands look smaller than they already were. Brook gave in and gripped her other boob in her other hand. She now had both of Brittany's huge jugs bouncing and jiggling in her grasp.

"Oh my gosh!" Brooke moaned as Brittany's massive tits bounced in her palms. "They're so big!"

Brittany smiled at the statement, then she turned to Coach Blue and opened her eyes to look at the expression on his face. It was priceless. Her smile grew wider for a brief moment but it faded back into ecstasy as her eyes closed once again. She turned to back to Brooke and back to business.

Brooke's hands were squeezing her boobs with eager curiosity, as though she were playing with a new toy. Each squeeze sent a chill down on her body as her big boobs bulged and pressed into her friend's palms.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 13



Brooke couldn't believe how big and soft her friend's breasts were. She had touched them before, but never with the intent she now had. Her big orbs bounced with each squeeze of her petite hands, and they jiggled with a perky youth that made her moist...

Coach Blue was watching with unblinking eyes as the scene he had waited for for so long was finally taking place. He felt his cock throb with nonstop excitement and immediately had to pull his hand away from his crotch. But it remained poised at the girls like a torpedo, ready to take off.

Brittany arched her back and pressed her boobs even further into Brooke's lusty hands. Brooke gasped as her friend's 36DDs looked even bigger.

"Oh my God, Brit..." she moaned. "They're like the size of melons!"

Brittany took her friend's hands in her own and began squeezing her tits with them even harder, manipulating Brooke's motions. Brooke had no choice but to knead and squeeze her friend's rack with the enthusiasm she wanted her to have. Both blondes began moaning and breathing heavily as Brittany's massive rack bounced repeatedly into Brooke's hands. 

Brooke felt as though she were in heaven as she squeezed Brittany's huge melons like they were big, round stress relievers. She lowered her face so that it was level with Brittany's huge chest. She stared at the big jugs, eye to nipple, and turned her head from side to side. Her gray shirt was stretched over her explosive bust, and she was staring right between them wondering what her cleavage must look like.

"Ms. Bust, you are one busty knockout." Brooke said, smiling up at her friend. "Breastford's finest!"

Brittany giggled down at her friend. She reached down to her blond head and began running a hand through her hair, admiring her beauty.

"Thanks." She said.

Brooke looked up at her with a naughty look and bit her bottom lip.

"Take me home?" she said, wanting.

Brittany smiled and then pulled Brooke's head towards her bosom and buried her between her fully clothed breasts as best she could. Brooke was moaning as Brittany's massive balloons jiggled against her head. She could feel their warmth enveloping her face as she shook her head from side to side; making those huge melons jiggle uncontrollably.

She pulled her head away from her friend's breasts and gasped for air. She leveled herself and began fixing her hair. In the meantime, Brittany reached for her busty rack and began kneading Brooke's melons just as she had done with hers.

"Now these..." she said. "are some knockers!"

Brooke smiled as her blond friend squeezed her big, juicy breasts.

Coach Blue saw her steal a quick glance at him before she tilted her smiling face toward the ceiling and closed her eyes. He thought it was sexy the way she kept looking back at him. Deep down, he knew she was checking him out - that she was trying to keep the monster in his shorts at bay. He was thankful the girls had no idea what he had accomplished last night, and he was perfectly content to let them play as much as they wanted.

He was not worried as he watched Brittany squeeze Brooke's big, round boobs with enthusiasm and curiosity. Brooke's back unwilling arched itself and forced her big rack into Brittany's eager grasp. She was moaning as her friend's fingers sunk into her soft tits through the thin material of her practice shirt.

Brittany pressed her face into her friend's busty chest and shook her head around from side to side. She felt Brooke's boobs bulge against her entire head. She couldn't help thinking that they were as soft as pillows...

She pulled her head away from her rack as quickly as she had gone in. Squeezing them as she smiled, she turned to look directly at Coach Blue.

"Don't you wish you could feel these big boobs?" she asked of him.

"Yeah." Coach Blue nodded. "But don't you worry your pretty little blonde head. I will. And I won't forget about yours either, Brittany."

Brittany laughed as she stood up.

"That's what you think." She said.

Brooke looked over at Coach Blue and saw that he had a solemn look on his face. The determination in his eyes threw her head into frenzy, and she looked around the room as if searching for an idea.

Brittany had been watching her subtly. Just as she was about to ask what she was doing, Brooke turned to her.

"Let's take off our shirts!" Brooke said.

"Huh?" Brittany asked, taken by surprise.

"I mean..." Brooke regained her composure and tilted her head to look at Coach Blue. "Do you want us to take our tops off, Coach?"

Brooke now turned to the coach and looked at him. Both girls were eagerly awaiting his answer.

"What do you think, Brooke?" Coach Blue asked, grinning at the two busty beauties.

Brooke nodded in understanding. Both she and Brittany reached for the bottoms of their shirts.

"That's what we thought." Brittany said, giving Coach Blue one last smile before her face was covered by her gray shirt being pulled over her head.

Next to her, Brooke was doing the exact same thing.

Coach Blue let out a deep breath as his cock throbbed inexplicably. It was an erotic sight watching Brooke and Brittany take their tops off, and he knew that when it was all over and their big breasts were dripping in his seed this would be a moment he wanted to remember.

The girls' heads were still obscured by their shirts as they revealed their huge bra-encased busts to him. Their gray sports bras contrasted their tight blue shorts nicely. They finally finished pulling their heads out of their shirts and each girl immediately began fixing her hair, gauging the look on his face. They stood before him wearing only their gray bras, blue shorts, and white sneakers.

When she was done prettying herself up, Brooke grabbed hold of Brittany's boobs through her bra and began kneading them gently. Surprised, Brittany quickly got her bearings and returned the favor. She began feeling up her friend over her 36DD bra.

Coach Blue could not get over how huge their tits were, and at such a young age. Even though each girl was wearing a sports bra –an article of clothing meant to strap that certain area of the female anatomy down- you could see that their boobs were in control of it, and not the other way around. They forced their bras to take the shape they desired...and it was as though they had no idea what an accomplishment that was.

Coach Blue's mouth was watering as he watched their huge boobs bulging against the fabric of their bras. The material was made to look as thin as a baby tee, and it was stretched across their expansive busts obscenely. Yet somehow, you knew that it was a bra they were wearing; rather than a tee. It was because the roundness of their big boobs forced their bras to maintain its status as such, allowing you to make out the cups. The 36DD cups...

They were keeping their bras in a constant state of torture.

Brooke looked over at Coach Blue in a sexy manner as she sunk her fingers into Brittany's bra-encased boobs. Brittany turned to look at their coach as she, too, had her hands full.

"What now?" Brittany asked.

Coach Blue gripped his desk tightly. He was sweating and his shorts felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Now the bras." He panted. "Lose...the...bras..."

Brittany laughed as she threw her head in the air.

"I don't think so." She said. "Nice try, though."

Brooke looked at the bulge in their coach's shorts and saw that it was as big as ever. She looked from the bulge to his face and then back again before turning back to her busty friend.

"No." she said. "I think that's a great idea."

Brittany had a confused look on her face as she felt Brooke's hands travel around to her back and pull her towards her. Brooke stepped forward and thrusted her chest out, and soon their huge racks collided with one another. 

"Oh...wow!" Coach Blue said as he stared at the two busty blondes, unbelieving.

Both girls sighed in pleasure as her big boobs were met with the softness of the other girl's giant pillows. Their nipples collided, and each girl's busty rack bounced off of the other only to continue bouncing back again. All four breasts were jiggling against each other as both girls rubbed her own massive jugs against the other pair.

Brooke locked eyes with Brittany as she felt her massive 36DDs against her own. They felt so soft and supple, and they looked gorgeous pressing into her giant hooters. 

Brittany reached down behind Brooke and placed her hands on her tight buns. She squeezed, coaxing Brooke to moan and throw her head to the ceiling as Brittany felt her luscious rear. She pulled Brooke tighter to her, forcing her big boobs to press against hers even tighter.

Brooke reached behind Brittany and did the same, filling her hands with her sexy buns. Both girls looked towards Heaven and moaned. They each had their hands filled with the other's sexy ass...and their juicy melons pressed against the other's.

The girls finally came back down from their mini-orgasm to look at each other. They smiled and gave girlish giggles shyly. They looked down at the tops of their big breasts as their nipples poked and prodded against the other's huge rack. Each massive pair heaved against the other as their big boobs continued to bounce and jiggle against the others.

Coach Blue was having trouble keeping his composure watching all of those big boobs jiggle against each other. He felt his cock throbbing uncontrollably as precum managed to escape down his shorts. His face was turning red in a mixture of humiliation and anger as he realized it was happening again...

The busty blondes smiled as they looked down at their big boobs.

Brooke turned to the coach.

"Are you ready to see these big tits?" she asked.

Her hands moved from Brittany's luscious rear and began traveling up her smooth back. They finally reached their destination – her bra strap. And that's where they stayed.

Behind her, she felt Brittany's hand doing the same thing, and soon her fingers were toying with her bra in a playful manner.

"Show me." Coach Blue said. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. If he could just last long enough for them to take off their bras...

"Just...show me!" he said, growing impatient.

"Ohhh!" Brittany said, teasing. "Someone's getting impatient."

"Mmmm..." Brooke moaned as she bounced her boobs against Brittany's. "What's the matter coach?"

"You're not going to explode, are you?" Brittany asked seductively. There was a loud, audible snap as she tugged on Brooke's bra and snapped it against her back.

"Damn it!" Coach Blue shouted. "Just do it!" 

Impatiently, he stepped forward – hands at the ready.

Brittany took her hand and pushed it out towards the coach, creating a barrier with her arm.

"Nuh-uh." She said. "Take another step, and we'll leave." 

She gestured to the door.

Coach Blue mumbled something inaudibly. Frustrated, he stepped back.

"That's what I thought." Brittany said, smiling. But her smile faded as she felt her bra being snapped.

"Hey!" she said.

"Sorry," Brooke said, giggling. "I just couldn't resist."

Throwing her friend a dirty look, Brittany decided to even the odds by snapping her bra. Brooke's laugh was cut short and replaced by an expression of surprise.

"Hey!" she said, reaching behind Brittany yet again.

Coach Blue watched as the two girls engaged in a snap war. The room was filled with the sound of each girl's bra snapping into her back. After a minute of this, the sounds coming out of their mouths became more like moaning. The snapping grew faster and more prolonged, causing their big boobs to jiggle against each other uncontrollable. Coach Blue rubbed his crotched as he watched their snap war turn into an erotic one.

"Uuhhh!" Brooke moaned as her bra forced her boobs to jiggle.

"Mmmm...." Brittany moaned back.

Soon the snapping ended, and each girl was fidgeting with the other's bra. Coach Blue watched in anticipation as he realized what was happening. The snap war was finally over and the girls were read to rid their bras for good.

After a few seconds of figuring out the other's bra, each girl finally got it undone. It happened almost simultaneously, but everything was moving in slow motion for Coach Blue. He heard the sound of one bra being unclasped, and although it was less audible than the snapping that had taken place prior to this, to him it was louder than a cannon being fired.

His mind was boggled as he heard two shots being fired, one right after the other. His eyes grew wide as he saw bra straps flying off of backs. They did not fall. They literally flew off, revealing the smoothest skin he had ever seen.

They were still in slow motion as their straps flew off their backs and around their bodies, dangling in the air an inch from their big breasts. Coach Blue saw their eyelids close for a brief moment, as if basking in the sensation, and when they were opened again their eyes were looking directly at him teasingly. 

They smiled at their coach as they stood before him, bare-backed.

Coach Blue licked his lips as each girl ran her hands up the other's smooth back, enjoying the feeling of her bare flesh. Up front, their bras were dangling over their big breasts, keeping them covered. 

But his cock jumped when he saw the tops of their bra leaning forward. His heart raced as the girls let them lean, revealing a large amount of sideboob.

His mouth began to water as he gazed at their smooth flesh. It was so beautiful.

He strained his eyes against the bulbous mounds of flesh between the fabrics of their dangling bras, trying to make out their nipples. His cock finally exploded when he got the bulk of what he was going to see...he could almost make out a nipple from both girls.

His cock, too, was acting in slow motion. His orgasm seemed to last an eternity...and it was a torturous one. He took to one knee...and soon he was sitting on the floor leaning against his desk. He looked up at the two busty girls, their dangling bras obscuring his view of their gorgeous melons, expecting to see them laughing at his pain. But when he finally managed to pry his eyes to their faces, they had their mouths open in surprise, teasingly. What seemed like an eternity to him had only been one second.

There were two things that entered his mind. The first was that it was not healthy to cum this much so fast. The second was that it had been a while since he passed out.

He stole one glance at the girls' bulging racks just as his sight began to fade. His heart would have leaped at this point, because both bras were now falling to the ground directly over him. As he blacked out, he had to wonder if it was simply a bra cup that was shutting out the lights.

* * * * * * * * * *

"I hate to say 'I told you so.'" Brooke said, bending down to pick her bra up off Coach Blue's face.

Brittany sighed as she pulled the straps of her own bra over her shoulders.

"Then don't say it." She said.

There was a moment of silence as both girls pulled their bras over their big boobs. They were dressing as though they were in a locker room.

"I told you so." Brooke said.

"I told you not to say it!" Brittany whined as she and her busty friend pulled their shirts over their heads.

"Well, it's true. I did tell you." Brooke said as they finally managed to pull their gray shirts over their huge busts.

"You're being paranoid." Brittany said.

She stepped over Coach Blue's body and headed for the mirror on the other side of the room. She began fixing her hair and dolling herself up. After a while, she was joined by Brooke.

"I am not." Brooke said.

Brittany sighed.

She stepped back and gestured to the body lying on the ground.

"You think that's not normal?" she said, frustrated.

Brooke looked at her through the mirror and shrugged.

Brittany bent down and picked up Coach Blue's right arm. She waved it in Brooke's direction.

"Look at me, Brooke!" she said, putting on a deep voice. "I'm helpless and I like big boobs. I'm a normal guy."

Brooke laughed as she continued to fix her hair. She contemplated everything that had just happened.

"Yeah." She said. "I guess you're right. It's just the way Nina's been acting lately."

Brooke sighed.

"She's gonna be inducted soon. You'd feel the same way if it was you."

"I guess." Brooke said.

Brittany looked at Coach Blue's arm in her hand and smiled as she thought of a way to break the tension. She guided his hand over her right boob and began squeezing it in her own.

"Oh Coach!" she said loudly. "You have such strong hands!"

Brooke laughed as she watched in the mirror.

"Quit it." She said, smiling.

Brittany now took his other hand and placed it on her other boob so that both of his limp hands were "squeezing" her massive hooters.

"Coach! Oh Coach! Your strong hands feel so good on my big boobs!"

Brooke had to hang her head in order to hide her giggling.

"Stop it." She said, trying to sound serious.

Reluctantly, Brittany let his hands fall to the floor. She stared at the mess he had created on himself. 

"Disgusting!" she said, sticking her tongue out.

"Yeah." Brooke said.

"How does it come out?" Brittany asked.

"I dunno, Brit." Brooke replied. "It comes out just like they pee I guess."

"Ewww." Brittany said backing away. 

Brooke walked over to Brittany and peered inside the coach's shorts along with her.

"I dare you to touch it." She said.

"No way!" Brittany said, finally letting his shorts go. "I'm never touching one of those things as long as I live."

"Other people do..." Brooke said as Brittany got up.

She opened the door as the two of them prepared to leave.

"I don't see why." Brittany said.

The two of them giggled as they exited the office. When they shut the door, however, their giggling ceased as they saw Nina Knockers standing a few feet away.

The duo had looks of panic and shock on their faces. Brooke quickly checked to make sure the door was fully closed before Nina had a chance to peer inside.

"Hey...um...Nina." Brooke said, waving at her.

Nina approached them. She, too, was still wearing her practice clothing.

"Don't 'hey' me." Nina said, abruptly. "What do you guys think you're doing?"

"We...um, well..." Brooke stuttered. "We just...came by to see Coach Blue."

Nina looked at the two of them as if she expected to hear more.

"But he's not here!" Brittany chimed as if a light bulb had just gone off in her head. Brooke looked at her as though she had just ruined something.

"And what were you coming to see him about?" Nina asked, accusingly.

"What?" Brooke asked.

"Pardon?" Brittany asked at the same time.

Brooke shook her head in disapproval of her friend.

"This wasn't a social visit was it?!" Nina asked, growing impatient.

"No!" Brooke said. "Of course not, Nina..."

"Good." Nina sighed. "Not even you two are that stupid."

The two blondes laughed awkwardly.

"Were you looking for us?" Brooke asked. "Or...something?"

She threw in that last part after Nina tossed her an angry look.

"Yes." Nina said, finally. "Gretchen's coming back in a few days." 

"Yeah," Brooke said, crossing her arms over her expansive chest. "We know."

"Hm." Nina said, condescendingly. She had a half smile on her face as she watched Brooke's gesture. "I thought we'd surprise her."

She then crossed her arms over her own expansive bosom. Her huge, basketball-like melons were forced to swallow her skinny arms, almost whole, as the big, round orbs found an alternate way to showcase themselves.

Brittany scoffed at the gesture, causing Brooke to give her an angry look. Brooke then turned to Nina and gave her a look of loathing as she watched her big, juicy melons struggling to free themselves against her petite arms. Her own arms, while just as small, were doing a good job of keeping her rack in place – unlike Nina's.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 13



Brittany looked at Nina, and then back to Brooke. Although Brooke's bust ranged from a DD to an E, she was easily dwarfed by Nina's massive knockers. Nina had never disclosed her bra size to anyone...save for Gretchen. But in looking at the two of them now, and comparing both pairs of breasts, Brittany told herself that Nina was maybe in the EE to F range...maybe...

There were a few instances in Breastford when girls would face off in a sort of staring contest, but not with their eyes. It was similar to what the cowboys did in old western movies just before they faced off. An entire war would be fought in an instant as both girls harnessed their weapons of mass seduction and flaunted them at each other until one of them backed down. Usually, the win went to whoever held the biggest, bustiest weapons.

The technical term for these "tit-wars" had gone through numerous changes with each passing generation. Girls in Breastford had recently taken to calling them "breast wars" or "breast offs."

As Brittany stared at her two friends engaging in battle, it soon became clear who had won this breast off.

Brooke suddenly underwent a drastic, yet subtle, change in posture. There was not much difference in the way she had been standing a few seconds ago and the way she now stood. Aside from her small frown and now slightly slumped shoulders, her once proud and perky breasts seemed to cave in to the rules of gravity for a brief moment. To Coach Blue, there would have been no difference. But to a Breastford woman the difference were large and vast.

Nina's eyes lit up as she dropped her arms and ran a hand across her face, brushing a few locks of hair away. This caused her massive jugs to jiggle underneath her shirt and bra vibrantly. Her half smile stayed put.

The sudden change in the scale of attitude lasted only a brief moment as Brooke quickly perked up once more, a large smile on her face.

"Awesome!" she said, excitedly. "What did you have in mind?"

Nina had her eyes closed as she finished brushing her brown hair away from her face.

"Hmm..." she said, both thoughtful and distant. She seemed to be basking in the moment...

"I think it's time she got accepted."



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 14



"This place is cold. It gives me the creeps."

Natalie Knockers was pacing back and forth on the white tiles of a very large living room floor. The ceiling stood some fifty feet above her, and she guessed that it probably went on for a mile. 

Paula Swanson was sitting on a red couch, which appeared to be some sort of velvet, shaking her head at Natalie in disapproval.

"You didn't have to come, you know." She said.

Natalie laughed as she finally sat down opposite Paula. She gazed passed her and rested her chin on her hand.

"If only that were true..." Natalie replied.

"You could've at least changed, then." Paula said.

Natalie looked down at her hip hugging jeans and frilly pink top. The top had a large portion cut out around the collar like a v-neck, and it was encrusted with mock jewelry all the way around. The two straps holding it up looked as though they were on the verge of snapping in the wake of her heaving chest.

"She couldn't think any less of me than she already does." Natalie said, confidently.

Paula opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off as she heard the tapping of heels echo into the room. Natalie's eyes went wide and she quickly walked around the coffee table separating her from Paula. She sat down on the red couch, next to her friend.

Before long, a woman stood adjacent to them. She wore a white button up and smart blue blazer, along with a matching blue skirt. The blazer seemed to fit her comfortably, but the white top underneath looked to be struggling against her massive breasts. 

She brushed some brown locks away from her face and fixed the dark rimmed glasses she wore before taking a seat across from the two other women.

"So glad the two of you could come..." She began.

She placed a manila folder on the table in front of her and peered at the two busty women, giving her an air of authority over them. She closed the deal by stealing a quick glance at her own huge rack, which was considerably bigger than Paula or Natalie's.

"Not at all, Evelyn," Paula said in response. "To what do we owe this honor?"

"Well, as I'm sure you know, I'm not here for myself."

"Of course." Paula replied.

"That being said," Evelyn continued. "It seems the person I'm here on behalf of has had a problem with the last batch you gave her."

"Oh!" Paula said, slapping her forehead in remembrance. "No need to say any more. I've long since corrected the problem. I can't believe I let this slip my mind. Too much going on in school, I suppose."

The three women laughed with friendliness.

"I see." Evelyn said. "Then I assume you know what I'm going to ask next?"

Paula looked over at Natalie, who simply turned her glance.

"Yes." Paula said, blinking as she turned back to the busty woman across from her. "I'm assuming two vials, as per usual?"

"Not exactly," Evelyn answered. "It seems she's had a bit of a change of heart."

The two women looked at each other in surprise.

"Oh?" Paula said.

"Yes." Evelyn said, fiddling with her glasses. "It seems she'll be needing ten vials of the stuff."

"Ten?!" 

The two women sat up abruptly.

"I...I'm-"Paula stuttered as she struggled to find the right words. "I...I'm afraid I can't allow that. It's still in its testing phase. I'm afraid that any more than a few vials could have dire consequences."

Evelyn leaned back and crossed her arms.

"Did you not fix the problem?"

"I did." Paula stated. "I found that liquefying the substance increases its potency. It's much stronger than the last batch. But new problems have arisen."

Evelyn brushed her hair with her hand.

"Such as?" she asked.

"Well I...They're..." Again, Paula was struggling to find words. "They're yet to be known. But I still have much more testing to do before it's ready for such extensive use."

"Shall we settle on a compromise, then?" Evelyn asked.

Paula looked at her in intrigue.

"What did you have in mind?" she asked.

"Five vials." Evelyn said. "I think that would be enough to satisfy her needs while still giving you peace of mind."

"Well...I...I suppose." Paula said.

"Of course..." Evelyn continued. "There's still the off chance that she'll need more. In which case...."

Paula and Natalie were both looking at her intently. She had their undivided attention.

"Well. I think you know." She said.

Paula nodded in agreement. 

Evelyn now sat up properly and turned to Natalie.

"Natalie..." she said.

"Yes?" Natalie replied.

"How goes our situation with the new hire?"

Natalie bit her lip as she struggled to answer the question. Fortunately, Paula answered it for her.

"Natalie had the, um...displeasure of experiencing him just a few days ago."

"Anything to report?" Evelyn asked, unsympathetically.

"No. No new news." Natalie stated confidently.

"Good." Evelyn said, clapping her hands together. "I won't lie to you, ladies. We were beginning to worry."

"Why's that?" Natalie asked, curiously.

"Well just for the sheer fact that he's still around." Evelyn said quickly. "And because..."

The two women leaned in; they were hanging on her every word.

Evelyn seemed to be struggling with this next statement.

"Because we were afraid there was something we had not accounted for."

"You mean, besides his wife?" Natalie asked.

"Yes." Evelyn stated.

"Well," Natalie said. "Sorry to disappoint, but everything is ship-shape."

"Mmm. Yes." Evelyn said, peering at Natalie over her glasses.

There was a brief moment of silence, but Evelyn finally broke it.

"That concludes our business for today, ladies." She said. "Meeting adjourned."

The two women said their goodbyes, and soon Evelyn was shutting the door after them.

* * * * * * * * * *

The light was on, but it was still dark as Coach Steven Blue opened his eyes. As the blackness faded and he became accustomed to the light, he remembered the last thing he had seen: two bras from two busty blonde teens falling towards him. He quickly reached up to his face and frantically searched his entire head. Across from him, he could see his own reflection in the mirror. After seeing how stupid and pointless this all was he stood up, leaned against his desk, and buried his face in his hands.

He was interrupted, however, by a knock on the door.

Just as he was about to shout for whomever it was to just walk in, the door opened and Samantha walked in anyway.

"I came to check on you." She said, closing the door behind her.

Coach Blue looked at her, and his eyes filled with anger. He stomped towards her and threw his hands out against the door, trapping Samantha between his bulky arms.

Samantha turned her head in fear as though she were about to be struck.

"You lied!" Coach Blue spat.

"I...I did not!" Samantha stuttered.

It was hard for Coach Blue to tell if Samantha was crying, or laughing. Either way, it pissed him off more.

"You said if I did this...this...this THING with you then I would have..."

He stopped as he realized how irrational that sounded.

"I never said that!" Samantha said calmly.

"You said that if I...that if me and you...and --oh my god- my wife? Oh my god..."

It was clear now. Samantha was laughing as she was pinned against the door. She was having a ball as she heard the words coming out of his mouth.

"You're a pig." She said. "But even pigs need it, and since I know how much you dislike your wife there's only one place you can get it!"

She was speaking as though her words were arrows and her mouth was launching them.

"Oh my god..." Coach Blue said, backing away. He was staring at his hands as though they were unfamiliar to him.

"Sooner or later you'll realize that you need me!" Samantha said. "And when you do you'll realize that bigger really is better...and not where you think it counts!"

Coach Blue almost stumbled over his own desk as his rear came into contact with it.

Samantha was laughing like a hyena as Coach Blue struggled to keep his composure.

"Look at you!" She laughed. "You thought you were gonna get it all, and instead you got me."

Her laughing now stopped and her eyes filled with tears. Her face reddened as she grew angry.

"YOU GOT ME!" she shouted in anger.

Coach Blue was scared. Not by the hideous woman that stood before him, yelling, but by the things he had done with her. And the things he had done with his wife...what had he been thinking?

"You got me..." Samantha continued, as she hung her head and swiped her hands across her face. 

She raised her head and looked back at the coach as she dried her tears. She stared at his muscles and finely toned body...

"So..." she said, as her hand reached behind her and turned the door knob. "We're gonna have fun together. I suggest you drink lots of water."

Coach Blue only stared at her as she opened the door and backed out into the doorway.

"And get ready to saddle up." She said.

She licked her lips and stole one last glance at his hard body before closing the door for good, leaving Coach Blue to bask in disappointment.

* * * * * * * * * *

The air was warm as Brittany Bust kicked off from the ground and flew into the air. She was sitting on a swing in the Biguns' yard, and Brooke Biguns was standing next to it.

"I just can't stand her sometimes." Brooke said.

Brittany let her feet drag across the ground until the swing stopped. She turned to her friend as she swung back and forth, ever so slowly.

"She's under a lot of pressure." Brittany said.

Brooke threw her head in the air and laughed. Her blonde hair flew backwards and trailed down her back. Her back had a slight arch, which increased the curves in her silhouette. Indeed, she looked like a model the way her big boobs jutted out and her hair flew freely in the warm air.

"She hasn't even been inducted yet."

"But she's going to be." Brittany said, throwing her hair back with her hands. She, too, arched her back as she sat on the swing. Her own pair of big, busty boobs jutted out as she looked up at Brooke.

"Not for a while, she's not." Brooke said. "She thinks she can boss us around just because of those big-"

"Look..." Brittany said, interrupting her. "The bottom line is, if we want Nina to take us with her then we've got to be nice to her. So suck it up."

Brooke turned to look at Brittany."

"And then what?" she said. "Suck it up some more?"

Brittany shrugged.

"Brooke Biguns does not suck." Brooke said, sternly. "Anything. Not even-"

"Look!" Brittany said, pointing across the street. "Isn't that Coach Blue?"

The two girls looked across the street and watched as Coach Blue's car pulled into the driveway. The door opened and they saw him get out. He looked angry as he stomped down across the driveway to the front door.

"Coach Blue!" The two girls screamed.

The befuddled coach immediately turned in their direction. Brittany and Brooke continued to arch their backs. Their hands went to their curvy sides and behind their heads in various poses as their big tits continued to heave atop their massive racks.

Coach Blue gasped as he saw one busty teen sitting on a swing and flaunting her gorgeous melons for him while her busty friend stood next her and did the same. 

The girls saw him reach for his crotch, and then they heard him grunt something inaudibly before he stomped his way into the house. They laughed as he disappeared from sight.

When the laughing was over, Brooke turned to her friend.

"We really did a number on him, didn't we?" Brooke said.

"Yeah!" Brittany laughed.

Brooke's voice now changed to a solemn tone.

"Look," she said. "Last time was too close for comfort."

"Yeah." Brittany said, in all seriousness. "I see what you mean."

"I don't think we should do it anymore." Brooke said, sitting down next to her friend.

"I don't think we should, either." Brittany replied. "I mean, we almost had to-"

"I know." Brooke said.

"But what happens if something comes up?" Brittany asked.

It was silent while Brooke gathered her thoughts.

"We end it. For good." She said, finally.

"You mean...?" Brittany asked, gesturing to their big racks.

"Yeah." Brooke said, looking down at her massive jugs.

"Wow." Brittany said. "I guess there won't be an 'after.'"

"Nope." Brooke replied. "But if, by some chance, he does pull through...I think he'll have learned his lesson."

"Definitely." Brittany said, staring across the street.

Silence took over the conversation again, but after a while Brittany broke it.

"Hey can I borrow that top?" she asked.

"The extra small one that makes your boobs look like bowling balls?"

"Yeah!" Brittany said.

"No." Brooke said. "I'm saving that one for me." 

"Oh." Brittany said, disappointed.

"Then what about that other one that-"

"It ripped off." Brooke cut her off.

"Do you have anything I can borrow?" Brittany asked, with mock frustration. "Preferably something that makes my boobs look bigger than yours?"

Brooke laughed.

"That's impossible." She said. "But let's go see what looks good on you."

Happily, she and Brittany got off the swing and went inside.

* * * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue was staring up at the ceiling as Laura sloppily slurped on his dick. He didn't think there was such a thing as a bad blowjob, but his wife was proving him wrong. How could such a sloppy blowjob be so bad?

"Ouch!" he yelled as he felt Laura's teeth sink into him. "Quit it!" 

"Sorry..." she said.

"Jeez, Laura, don't bite it! What the hell are you thinking??"

"I just thought it would be kinky." She said, disappointed.

Coach Blue sighed deeply.

"Aw fuck it." He said. "What does it matter? Do whatever you want."

Although a little confused, Laura decided to cease biting and go back to tounging it...badly.

The frustrated coach just stared up at the ceiling and sighed. He didn't even know how this blowjob had started. He had simply come home and collapsed on the bed when all of a sudden his wife had walked in and began taking off his pants.

Given recent events, he had lost the will to do anything to stop this.

But suddenly his will came back as he felt a distinct change in Laura's mouth and tongue. He felt her tongue swirl around his head with expert care before taking his entire length clean into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on it for a few minutes before taking it out and running her tongue up and down his shaft, stopping at the top and bottom to lick his balls and then his head. She began smoothing him out with gentle kisses, she kissed her way from bottom to top and when she got to the head her tongue came into the picture and she began a full on make out session with his cock as though she were in love with it.

"Oh my god..." he moaned. "Laura..."

She felt Laura immediately pull him out of her mouth, but she continued to keep him warm and throbbing by stroking him.

"Gross!" she said. "You're thinking about that fatass??"

Coach Blue sat up and gazed down at his crotch. Gretchen Swanson was between his legs. She had his cock in her small petite hand and was stroking it at a calm pace. She had a look of disgust and offense on her pretty face.

"You!" Coach Blue said, startled. "You-"

"Shut up." Gretchen said, cutting him off by sticking his cock in her mouth.

Coach Blue's eyes rolled to the back of his head as the busty teen swallowed him up. He fell back on the bed as his cock throbbed inside the busty brunette's warm, expert mouth. He was throbbing like he hadn't had a blowjob in years...and it sure felt that way.

"Here, Nina. You give it a try."

As soon as he heard the words, Coach Blue frantically sat up. The bed squeaked and shook as the coach struggled to sit up as fast as he could. As he struggled, he saw the busty babe Nina Knockers crouching down next to Gretchen between his legs. He was comfortable, and in awe, as Nina adjusted herself and grew comfy as well; her big tits bulging out into his legs.

Coach Blue moaned as his legs came into contact with her thin gray shirt...and the huge melon underneath. It was warm and soft, and he almost blew it right then and there as Gretchen stroked him off.

Nina's girlish face was just inches from Gretchen's as Gretchen lightly passed her the coach's rock hard torch. Both she and Gretchen were looking up at him as she lowered her head and tilted her face forward so that the tip was even with her nose. Gretchen scrunched her face at the coach ominously, knowing that he was going to enjoy this.

"Ok." Nina said, batting an eye at the coach, playfully. "But I've never done this before..."

Gretchen licked the head of his cock as Nina's tongue slowly inched out and batted his shaft. Coach Blue was in heaven as the two busty babes tongue bathed him over and over. He could hardly believe Nina would even do such a thing, and just seeing her engage in the activity was more arousing than the activity itself.

Coach Blue leaned back on his arms as his cock protruded between the mouths of both girls. They now took to kissing it, as though it was a scraped knee and they were giving it the upmost care. 

He let out a deep breath just as the girls each took a side as though they were playing the same harmonica. He didn't know if he would make it through this without blowing his load, and he didn't care. All he knew was that Nina Knockers and Gretchen Swanson were blowing him at the same time, and there was nothing wrong.

Just as he was starting to enjoy the busty, double-blowjob he felt someone curling up next to him. Not long after, he felt someone curl up on his other side as well.

"Having fun with our daughters?"

He snapped out of the trance Gretchen and Nina had put him in and realized that their mothers, Natalie and Paula, were right next to him.

"Girls, don't touch that. You don't know where it's been." Paula said.

Coach Blue frowned as did Gretchen and Nina. The two teens immediately ceased all activity between his legs. But Gretchen's frown soon turned into a smile.

"Maybe not," she said. "But I know where it's going."

She lurched down over his cock until her lips were touching the bottom of his shaft. Coach Blue's eyes went wide as Gretchen deep-throated him and Nina looked at the two of them and smiled.

She looked at Coach Blue with seduction in her eyes, her big boobs pressing into his legs. 

"Do you want to have sex with me and my busty mom?" Nina asked.

Coach Blue was taken aback by the question, but he managed to nod excitedly.

Gretchen pulled him out of her mouth. Saliva dripped down his length and made it shine.

"How about me and my mom?" she asked.

"And afterwards..." Natalie said, leaning into him. "We could put the girls to bed and Paula and I can have you all to ourselves..."

Coach Blue moaned as the thought entered his mind. Below him, Gretchen was busy bobbing up and down on his cock. At his sides, two busty milfs were pressing their heaving chests into him and toying with his face and ears playfully.

"You know what you have to do."

He quickly searched behind Nina and Gretchen and found that Brooke Biguns was standing behind them, along with her friend Brittany Bust.

"Yeah, Coach..." Brittany said as she and Brooke leaned down over Gretchen and Nina respectively.

The two girls leaned over Gretchen's shoulders and stared up and the excited coach as their mouths inched their way closer to his dick. Gretchen released the grip her mouth had on him and let him slip out from between her lips. The two blondes immediately began teasing him by blowing hot breath on the tip.

Brittany leaned forward and kissed the head passionately. Eventually she took his tip into her mouth, coaxing a rather long moan from Coach Blue.

Brooke was busy fishing around between Gretchen's hooters. Gretchen had taken to giving Brooke's massive breasts the same treatment, smiling at them as they bounced right next to her face. Brooke finally pulled her hand out from Gretchen's busty cleavage and revealed a gold necklace, weighed down by a golden key.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 14



The three girls looked at him and smiled. Brittany pulled the tip of his cock out of her mouth. Just as she did her face was hit by one of Nina's massive jugs, as was Gretchen's. The girls were taken by surprise, initially, but soon took to kissing each of her busty, massive melons as they pushed their way into the circle the girls had created around the coach.

Nina looked up at him solemnly, as the other girls threw him seductive glances.

"Do it." She said.

Brooke and Brittany now left the circle and moved around the side of the bed, behind the coach. Paula and Natalie were nowhere to be found.

"Drink the potion..." Nina urged.

She and Gretchen now rose up so that their chests were even with each other. They took their big breasts and began jiggling them around in their hands. 

Coach Blue moaned as he felt Brooke and Brittany's big tits press into him from behind. Their huge racks brushed against his back and slid around his sides, stopping around his arms. He had to stop himself from shooting as their big breasts bulged around both his arms, almost swallowing them whole.

Below him, Gretchen's and Nina's huge funbags were jiggling just centimeters from his aching cock. They were so close to him he could feel their warmth...

Coach Blue looked down at Nina, and she smiled up at him as she and Gretchen rested their huge huge tits on his thighs. He managed to nod as Brittany's big boobs brushed up and down his arm, lightly.

Nina and Gretchen now took their busty tits in their hands once again and raised them so that they were almost touching his cock.

"Drink it, Coach..." Nina said, as Gretchen puckered her lips at him. 

"Yes..." the coach moaned.

"You'll be unstoppable..." Brooke said.

"Yes..." the coach said again.

He was almost paralyzed by all of the big, heaving tits that were jiggling around him.

"Do you want it?" Brittany whispered into his ear.

"Yes...." Coach Blue moaned.

"Can you handle it?" Nina asked.

"Yes!" Coach Blue exclaimed.

Their breasts were pressing into him and it was driving him crazy...

"Then take it..." Brittany said, as she and Brooke reached behind him and took hold of something. "Take it all!"

They raised the object above his head, and he looked up to see that it was a sports bottle like the kind he often used in practice. The lid flew off and they tilted the bottle over him, soaking him in a blue liquid. 

His hair was drenched and he shook some of it off, coaxing some of it to land on the busty blondes at his sides. The girls shook their big breasts around him as the moisture poured over them, drenching their blonde hair and heaving chests.

"YES!" Coach Blue exclaimed, pulling the two blondes to him and grabbing their big breasts. 

Below him, Nina and Gretchen were teasing him by bouncing their big boobs just centimeters away from his dick. 

"YES!!!" Coach Blue shouted as he stared down at the two pairs of breasts on his legs.

But he was silenced by Brooke's mouth. She leaned into him and kissed him, passionately. Brittany continued to pour the liquid over them while they kissed, as Gretchen's rack finally collided with Nina's...

Laura's eyes went wide as her husband started to explode into her mouth. This had been the most exciting blowjob she'd ever given him. He seemed to be enjoying everything she was doing. 

Although taken by surprise, she couldn't help but feel a sharp sense of pride in her accomplishment.

Her husband's dick throbbed in her mouth...and each throb was strong and explosive. 

It was as though cannon had been lit between her lips, and she couldn't withstand the blow. Semen was filling her mouth and she had to cough to keep from choking on it. As she did so it flew back down from whence it came, along with her own saliva. 

She would have giggled if she hadn't lost control of the situation. Her husband was squirming on the bed, his hands gripping the sheets as though he were in pain. It was amusing to see him struggling with this...or at least it would have been had she been able to handle him.

Coach Blue's eyes were shut tightly as he twisted his head from side to side. He wanted this to last, but at the same time he just wanted to let it all go. 

After a while, Laura gave up and let him slip from her mouth. He was still erupting like a geyser, but it was finally coming to an end. Coach Blue's eyes loosened their grip, as did his hands, and he finally began to steady himself and catch his breath as the final drops leaked out.

His eyes were still shut, and he didn't want to open them. He could hear Laura breathing over the sound of his own breathing, and when she stopped he knew that it was to clean herself up. Not wanting any more to do with this, Coach Blue leaned over on his side and tried desperately to go to sleep.

* * * * * * * * * *

Sleep never came. He'd woken up a countless number of times in a cold sweat, but hot as a sauna. At first he assumed that it was because he'd gone to bed early. Usually, he went to bed early when he was sick, and that usually worsened his condition at night. But after a while he began having a recurring dream that came to him in pieces each time he fell asleep, and it involved breaking into Paula Swanson's lab and taking a swig of her experiment.

By early morning he had grown completely restless, not to mention bedsore. He had decided to drive to the gym and get an early workout in, in the hopes of tiring himself out. But after a long workout he began feeling lightheaded and feverish, and had gone to his office to rest up.

He recalled a fever he had had more than a year ago, it was particularly bad. He had been hospitalized and for a while things looked grim...but for the life of him he could not remember any more details.

But as he sat at his desk now, at the school in a town that bred busty women, he remembered how had felt that day.

This fever of his was somehow worse. He could hide it well. He was able to do all the things he normally could, but his mind knew better than his body. Once the body failed, it wouldn't be long before his mind would follow. As he caught his breath he could feel his fever fading away, ever so slowly.

By mid-morning he was back to his usual self, but that dream like state of being sick had stayed with him...and so had the crazy notion of Paula Swanson's science. If that thing did everything he believed it to do, then Paula had invented an elixir of some sort -- a cure.

But was this something he wanted to risk?

He paced around his office and thought it over. He knew where the lab was. He knew that Gretchen kept a key in the jewelry box in her room, which he was familiar with. It wouldn't really be breaking and entering, all he really had to do was get inside via invite and the rest would fall in place. As for the actual theft...

It wasn't as though he were taking money. This was something Paula had concocted herself. It was no more devious than taking an apple from the kitchen table.

As for the reasoning...

He would not be taking it for the purposes these women kept it locked away. At this point, he felt as though his life were at stake. This was not a heist by any means. It was a bout with survival.

There was no need to rush into this...yet.

But now that he'd made up his mind, he thought it advantageous to keep up appearances with Paula. Feeling much better now, he grabbed his keys and left the gym.

* * * * * * * * * *

Laura had scolded him when he told her where he was going. She didn't like the idea of him being with Paula any more than he liked being with his own wife. Coach Blue had pulled approval out of her after he explained that he'd only be a few houses down, and if she felt worried she could simply phone.

As he walked out the door and down the walk he saw the living room curtain pull back out of the corner of his eye. He felt confident that Laura would not jeopardize their marriage by betraying his trust; he had secured enough care from her to prevent that. With that in his mind, he happily strolled down the street to the Swanson residence.

When he got to their front porch, he raised his fist to knock on the door. But he stopped in mid-motion when he saw Paula emerge from the side door and walk over to her car in the driveway.

"Paula?" Coach Blue asked.

Paula looked up as she heard her name. It took her a brief moment to find Coach Blue standing at her door.

"Steven?" she asked. "What are you doing here?"

Coach Blue turned to her and put his hands in his pockets.

"I just thought, you know, we hadn't spoken in a while and I just wanted to touch base with you."

Paula looked at him for a moment, then she smiled.

"That's sweet." She said. "But I was just about to take care of some business elsewhere."

She gestured to her professional appearance.

"Unless you have some business with me?" she threw in, last minute.

"No, no." Coach Blue said, staring at his feet before looking back up at her. "Just wanted to be social, you know."

"Ah." Paula said. "Perhaps another time then."

She opened the door to her car, but before getting in she turned to Coach Blue.

"You'll be pleased to know Gretchen is back." She said. "Perhaps you and your...wife...can come over for dinner some time?"

"That'd be nice." Coach Blue said. "I'll have to take you up on that."

"Yes, well...ta ta." Paula waved.

Coach Blue waved his hand in the air as she started her car and pulled away. He continued to wave as she drove down the street.

Once she was gone, he turned to step off the porch. But before he could do so the door opened. He turned around and was met with Paula's daughter, Gretchen.

"Gretch!" he said, looking her up and down. "You're back! And you...are you..."

He stopped as he stared at her chest. She was wearing a multi-colored striped shirt, it had a satin like appearance and it was filled to bursting from her huge breasts. Coach Blue looked into her big, brown eyes as she rearranged the wavy brown locks dangling over her face. She was all serious, and so he went back to staring at her big boobs.

"Did...did you..." He looked at her face, then back to her chest. "Did those...did they get...?"

"Bigger?" Gretchen finished for him.

"Y-yeah..." Coach Blue mustered as he drooled over the busty sight. Her serious attitude only added to her sex appeal.

Gretchen shrugged, causing her tits to jiggle under her blouse.

"I'm sure they did, but your imagination's probably playing tricks on you. You just haven't seen them in a while."

Coach Blue's eyes were bouncing up and down along with her hard nipples, which were extremely visible protruding through the thin, soft fabric of her shirt.

"I guess you're right." He said. "They're still not as big as Br-"

He stopped cold as Gretchen's gaze pierced through him. He hadn't done anything in so long he had begun to lose his cool.

"I mean..." Coach Blue corrected himself. "I guess that shirt kind of makes them look bigger."

Gretchen stiffened herself straight as a board and pulled the bottom of her shirt down, stretching it straight.

"Well," she said. "They're still not as big as Brittany's or Brooke's, but they are bigger."

Coach Blue was only mildly aware that he had a monstrous boner. It had become so natural to him that he barely even noticed it anymore.

"Also..." Gretchen said. She reached out with a soft hand and ran and toyed with his shirt. It danced its way down his chest sexily until it reached the bulge in his pants. 

Coach Blue was breathing heavy as Gretchen tilted her head up and whispered at him.

"Maybe it's not just the shirt..."

He stumbled as he was pulled inside by his cock.

* * * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue breathed, almost in relief, as he lay on Gretchen's soft, pink bed. 

Gretchen had not even bothered to undress him, she had simply unzipped and pulled his cock through the zipper. It was pointed directly at her upper body as she stood over him, pulling her top up and over her busty bosom.

Coach Blue's mind was blown as the busty teen managed to pull her shirt over her massive chest. His cock turned to steel as they finally bounced free, jiggling in perfect synchronization with his throbbing cock.

Gretchen winked at Coach Blue as she fixed her top so it stayed scrunched below her neck atop her naval, leaving her boobs exposed indefinitely. She stood between his legs and giggled as his cock was pointed directly at her chest. She squeezed her big boobs and gazed down into her cleavage, she could Coach Blue's rock hard prick looking directly at her from down on the bed. With the sexiest look of want and ecstasy on her face she gripped both of her huge melons and began bouncing them up and down, as though she was tittyfucking him from up high. 

Coach Blue moaned, and subconsciously bucked his hips up, wanting to get in that warm, busty cleavage. 

Gretchen could view his cock from between her big tits each time she bounced them in her hands. She looked at the Coach with a face that said she was on the verge of orgasm as he drooled over her big, bouncing hooters.

She slowed her bouncing, and in so doing slowed the coach's bucking of his hips. She gripped her left boob with her right hand, and squeezed her hard nipple through her thumb and index finger. Her right melon was spilling over her skinny forearm, looking as though it were about to burst.

Coach Blue's mouth watered as he stared at her huge milk jugs. He could feed on those babies for weeks, but as much as he wanted her to bury his head between them he wanted her to bury the head of his cock between them even more. It had been so long since he felt a decent pair bulging around his hard prick that he couldn't even remember the last time it had happened. Had it been in this very room?

Gretchen put on the sluttiest look she could muster. She was licking her lips seductively as she hunkered down between the coach's legs, lowering her chest as she did so. 

Coach Blue couldn't help but smile from ear-to-ear as Gretchen's massive bust finally filled the background behind his rock-hard cock. He was aching to feel those huge boobs surrounding his whole shaft and he couldn't wait -- it was time to start the show.

Gretchen puckered her lips and blew him a kiss as she pulled her 36Ds apart, as though she were opening a gate.

But just as the gate was going to close around his hard cock the doorbell rang, and Gretchen quickly stood up.

"Shit!" Gretchen exclaimed, her bare boobs bouncing from her abrupt movement.

"Huh?" Coach Blue moaned. He was still mesmerized by her bouncing balloons.

"That's the girls!" Gretchen said. "They're here early."

She quickly pulled her top down, covering her breasts. She turned to her mirror and began fixing her hair.

"What?" Coach Blue said.

He pounded a fist down on the bed at his side.

"Aw dammit! Damn it all! FUCK!!" He yelled.

He couldn't believe his luck. It had been so long since he had a busty babe get him off that he was beginning to forget what it was like. He was finally about to get some with Gretchen, and instead it turned out to be the ultimate tease. He would have cried had he not been so angry.

"You're gonna have to go." Gretchen said as she put on an earring.

"I know." Coach Blue said, quickly.

"You know your way out right?"

"I do."

"Good."

"Okay."

"Fine."

"See ya."

Gretchen turned around to look at him. This quick exchanging of words had gotten her angry, and she wanted to look him in the eyes. But her coach was sprawled across the bed staring at the ceiling. As she stared at him, and the huge boner he had which was pointing up at this point, she couldn't help but want to giggle. Her anger, however, made sure that she didn't.

"Hmph." She said, as she walked out the door.

She threw the coach an angry look as she shut the door and left.

Coach Blue buried his face in his hands for a moment. He had been so close...

Suddenly, he sat up as he remembered why he had come here. If there was ever a chance to accomplish this mission, it was now.

In front of him, on Gretchen's dresser, was the jewelry box he had noted last time. With his pants still around his ankles, he opened it. 

Inside was a small handful of jewelry, and a few necklaces, but none of them had anything on them which even resembled a key. He opened up another of the box's compartments. Again, there was plenty of jewelry, but still no key. 

He opened up the final compartment, pausing before he did so. He was nervous and sweating. It was as though this was his last chance to find his hopes and dreams...

The final compartment had almost nothing in it, save for a ring.

The key wasn't here.

Frustrated and angry, he picked the box up off the dresser and shook it above his head. He heard the ring tingling around inside, and then it flew passed his eyes and down his body in a blur of gold. He scraped all the jewelry off the dresser in an angry fit and it, too, flew down towards his ankles.

His mind racing, he quickly pulled his pants up and secured them; shaking them around to rid himself of any loose jewelry that might have fallen on them. With a complete disregard for the shiny objects on the floor he searched around Gretchen's room frantically, trying to make sure he put everything back the way he had it.

After searching for a few minutes, it became clear the key was not present.

Angry, he opened up a drawer at Gretchen's dresser (the only place he had not yet searched), and after viewing its contents he began to relax. It was her bra drawer. He picked up each garment and held the cups in his hands, occasionally lifting them to his head to compare them. He looked at the tag on one of them. It read 36D.

He heard the sound of laughter coming from the living room, and he immediately snapped out of thought. Now calm, he began to fix everything he had searched; including the jewelry on the floor. When he was satisfied Gretchen would not notice a thing, he quietly opened the door and walked out into the hallway. 

On his left, just around the corner, was the living room. He could sneak by all the commotion by going through the kitchen, but on his right...

On his right the hallway led to Paula's workroom. 

Quiet as a mouse, he stepped out and began inching his way to the right. He quickened his pace as soon as he knew he was out of earshot, and before long he was standing at the door to Paula's lab. He reached for the doorknob and turned.

Locked.

He couldn't say he was surprised, however; his hopes had been let down. With his head hung, he began making the trip down the opposite end towards the living room. Once there, he peaked around the corner and took in a sight.

The girls Gretchen had mentioned were Nina, Brittany, Brooke, and a few other girls he was unfamiliar with. All of whom were considerably busty.

Coach Blue's pants tightened instantaneously as all of the girls, except Gretchen, began stripping their tops off -- including Nina.

Nina was the last to lose her shirt, and she was facing away from the coach's line of sight. But it was still an erotic sight to see her bare back and bra straps as she lifted her shirt over her heaving chest and over her head of brown hair.

As he looked from girl to girl, he noticed that each of them was wearing a bra, so they weren't completely topless...yet. He knew that Gretchen, of course, was not wearing one. And she was the only girl who had not taken off her top.

The girls seemed to be engaged in some sort of ritual or game, and Gretchen was the center of their focus for the moment.

Coach Blue couldn't pull his eyes from the busty sight. There had to be seven or eight busty teen girls in there...seven or eight pairs of big, beautiful breasts bouncing around in his sights.

His heart began beating faster as Nina turned slightly, and he got a nice view of her massive knockers packed away inside a ready-to-burst bra. Pretty soon she turned completely...and Coach Blue's eyes lit up as he now had a full view of her massive rack.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 14



"Goddamn..." Coach Blue muttered under his breath. "Fuckin' Nina...look at those puppies. Look at those fucking bra cups...I can't wait to see those fucking things without the bra."

As he psychically willed Nina to take off her bra, he began feeling lightheaded. He hand began making its way to the bulge in his pants, but instead he forced both his hands into his pockets. He'd had this feeling dozens of times in the past, and he knew what was next if he didn't do something. 

He stiffened his body up and tried to close his eyes, but he found that difficult with all the busty behavior going on in front of him. Unaware that Coach Blue was struggling for his life, the mega-mammed teens continued to go about their "normal" behavior. 

Although this seemed to be a gathering of particular importance to these girls, they were doing nothing of particular importance. As Coach Blue backed away down the hallway the girls were engaged in chatting, loitering, and just hanging out in general.

But in Coach Blue's mind the bra-clad beauties were fixing each other's hair, giving each other massages, kissing and making out, taking off their bras, and feeling each other's big beautiful breasts.

These thoughts were not helping his situation. 

As his back hit the wall, he feared that he was going to pass out and be discovered. His hands still in his pockets, he decided to wait for it to happen.

But inside his pocket, his fingers ran across something cool. It was a chain of some sort. He managed to grip it with two fingers, and pull it out of his pocket. He held it up in front of his eyes to get a closer look in the darkness.

It was the key.

His heart began beating and his breathing became faster. His mind raced as he struggled to find out how it had gotten there. He must have overlooked it -- then when he was ridding the dresser of the jewelry it had fallen off and somehow made its way into his pocket, almost as though it wanted to come with him.

He stood there examining it for a few minutes, his mind blank yet full at the same time. It took him a few minutes to remember what he needed it for, then it took him a few more minutes to realize that he was already standing next to Paula's lab -- he had backed up all the way down the hall.

Quietly, he turned to his left and slowly inserted the key into the slot. It fit perfectly. He turned it, and received confirmation. Then, making sure he was not seen, he quietly opened the door and stepped inside.

Once there he quietly closed the door and turned on the lights. 

In the middle of the room was a table filled with all sorts of scientific equipment. Everything from beakers to microscopes, it seemed like. On the left side of the room was the cabinet he was looking for. It, too, had a lock; and for a brief moment he hoped that the lock was opened with the key in his hand as well. But that thought came and went as he saw that the cabinet was wide open.

On the floor next to the table in the center was a box filled with broken glass. As he looked from the cabinet of vials to the box on the floor, he thought that it might be a problem to dispose of the vials without being heard. 

Moreover, he would have to do it in the dark. He couldn't risk someone seeing the lights turned on and being discovered.

His hands went to the squeezable sports bottle at his side. It was the same bottle he used during practices and the like; he had clipped it to his pants before leaving the house. 

With a sigh, he uncapped the lid and turned off the lights.

As soon as the lights were off he began the tedious task of filling up his sports bottle with Paula's elixir. The task itself did not take him very long. It took only four vials to fill the bottle completely. But now he began the task of disposing of the empty vials. He couldn't risk being heard, as the room had an echo, and so he was left with no choice but to carefully place each vial in the box amongst other pieces of glass -- at a snail's pace.

As soon as the four vials were carefully disposed of, he gripped his sports bottle and headed for the door. 

But halfway there, he decided he should take one for the road. He walked back to the cabinet, took a vial in his hand, and, once again, headed for the door. There was not need to dispose of it here; he could simply do that elsewhere.

Grinning at the accomplishment of his mission, he opened the door and exited the lab. As he strolled down the hallway this time, he had to suppress the urge to whistle. But that feeling subsided halfway down the hall. He was, once more, met with that light headed feeling. He began feeling faint as the dim lights of the living room came into view and he inched his way closer to the busty girls basking in them.

Just before they came into view, he stopped. On his left was the kitchen, and his way out. His mind and better judgment told him to leave, but his body was saying otherwise. His raging hard on had picked up where it had left off, and he was once more fearing a black out.

He turned to the kitchen, then to the living room, and then to the vial in his hand as he contemplated his next move. One thought kept re-entering his mind.

If the girls had been bra-clad when he left, what were they wearing now?

With a smile, he brought the vial to his lips and choked down its contents. Then, he unzipped and peered around the corner.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 15



It was a glorious day in Breastford as Coach Steven Blue walked down the drive to his car. Yesterday had been a beautiful one, as was the day before that, and before that, and every other day, it seemed. But today in particular held a certain amount of glory for our coach that 'beautiful' could barely begin to describe it. Over the weekend he had managed to secure a victory that would bring any full grown, heterosexual male to tears...and he was all too aware of it. 

He, himself, had almost cried. Such tears of joy could only be brought on after achieving something of great importance to the achiever, over a prolonged and terrible period of time. As of this moment, he was the embodiment of envy for just about every other man that ever lived...and he knew it. Yes, today was glorious.

But there was still much more glory to be had, and even more to be seen.

"Steven!" 

Disrupting the motion of opening his car door, Coach Blue turned and looked for the source of the voice that called his name. A few doors down, Natalie Knockers was engaged in the same motion.

Coach Blue smiled as he gazed at Natalie. Ironic that she was the first woman he would see on this – his day of glory.

"Heading out?" she asked.

"You know." Coach Blue replied. "Got a lot of work today."

"I'll bet." Natalie said. "Maybe I'll see you throughout the day."

"Sure." Coach Blue replied.

Natalie waved a quick goodbye before taking a seat inside her vehicle. Coach Blue followed suit. He turned the key, gripped the wheel, and began backing out of the driveway.

"Mountains of work." He thought.

* * * * * * * * * *

The sound of bouncing basketballs filled his ears as he made his rounds in the gym. 

For the first time, he thought it ironic that he was both a basketball coach, and a breast man. For years he'd been surrounded by bouncing basketballs, bouncing every which way you could think of. And for years he'd never seen a pair of breasts bigger than his wife's. Now, he was surrounded by breasts the size of basketballs, big beautiful ones, and he now had both. Being coach of this basketball team, he knew that sooner or later those basketballs were going to gravitate towards him.

He stared at the busty teens, examining their full breasts as he did so. He went from each mouth-watering pair to the next, until he found the two pairs he was looking for.

As he approached them, he couldn't help but notice that things somehow looked different. It was as though a veil had been pulled away from his eyes and he was seeing things clearly for the very first time. 

"I see two for the price of one." He thought.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Okay, listen." Brooke urged. "We play it cool, alright? Nothing gets out of control, got it?"

Brittany was listening to her intently, for the first time in what seemed like ages. 

"And what if it does?" She asked.

"We end it." Brooke said, solemnly.

"Okay." Brittany replied. "How do you wanna do it?"

Brooke stopped to think for a moment, before taking her breasts in her hands and holding them up on display.

"We'll play it up." She said.

"Sounds good." Brittany said, displaying her own busty rack in her hands. "Like last time?"

The two of them stepped forward into each other so that their massive racks collided and pressed into each other. Had there been a man on sight, he would have had a heart attack due to the excitement of seeing their four big boobs bouncing and jiggling against other.

Each girl had her eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of the other's huge jugs upon her. Before long, they ceased their boob-play and began fiddling with their hair, as if trying to get ready for an occasion.

"Just like last time." Brooke said, before turning to open the door to their coach's office.

* * * * * * * * * *

Inside, Coach Blue was leaning up against the front of his desk.

"I love to see my girls taking the initiative and bringing their own basketballs."

He was staring directly at their chests.

The two girls giggled as they looked their coach up and down. He was wearing a gray t-shirt and blue workout shorts, but the shorts did nothing to hide the huge erection he was packing beneath. It looked like he had a missile jutting out from his crotch.

"This is gonna be sooooooo easy!" Brooke laughed.

"Tell me about it!" Brittany agreed. "You wanted to see us, Coach?"

"Yes." Coach Blue said, nonchalantly. "I think it's time you girls played nice."

The laughter was starting to die down as the girls put on serious faces. They stood in their gray practice shirts and short blue practice shorts, as they often did in his office: Brooke on the right with her arms crossed over her impossibly massive chest, and Brittany on the left right next to her with one hand on her hip, accentuating her curvy figure.

Both of their racks were stretching their shirts, ready to burst out.

"What makes you think that we want to play at all?" Brittany asked.

"Wait, Brit!" Brooke interrupted. "You know what, coach? You're right."

"Oh really?" Coach Blue said, slyly.

His eyes were glued to Brooke's massive rack. Her arms were crossed over her chest, but they were so skinny and small that they did absolutely nothing to hide the glory underneath. Her big boobs were exerting so much pressure on her forearms they looked as though they were a pair of big, heaving balloons ready to burst. The material of her shirt, along with the vast amount of titflesh it was concealing, was literally wrapped around her petite arms. Coach Blue thought it was cute, and, incidentally, sexy at how she thought she could conceal them or even keep them at bay with those skinny arms of hers. 

His eyes then took to Brittany. Often, she was the one he considered cute. It was cute the way Brooke was always instructing her in the ways of their practices. Today, however, she was anything but. She stood next to her busty friend with one hand on her hip, turned at a slight angle opposite form Brooke's. 

Coach Blue couldn't tell if it was from pressure exerted on her body by her hand or the natural explosive heave of her upper body, but her rack was nearly touching Brooke's even as she stood at a distance. 

The two of them seemed to pay no mind, yet the looks in their eyes told him they were all too aware of it, and they knew how it made him feel. Brittany, in particular, seemed to have that look of seduction in her eyes. Perhaps she felt she had to accentuate more than her "know-it-all" counterpart, or perhaps this was simply a matter of perspective. Either way, Brittany looked like a busty vixen well beyond her years, and today she and Brooke were somehow evenly matched. In the back of his mind, Coach Blue wondered just how long this reversal of roles would last.

Brooke nudged Brittany with her elbow.

"Oh! Yeah!" Brittany said. "You so are."

Brooke now took over the conversation.

"You see, we've been talking it over." Brooke said, unfolding her arms and letting her massive boobs spill out under her shirt. "And I think we're ready. The question is, are you?"

"Oh, I think I'll handle things just fine." Coach Blue said.

He was all too aware of the grin he had on his face. He wondered if the girls were aware of it as well. His better judgment said they were underestimating it. Although his body was, at the moment, giving in to the torture these two busty teen babes were handing him his mind was well at ease. The simple fact that he could think passed their huge melons, the simple fact that he could think, was a direct indication of that. 

It was a bit hard to describe. Even though his body was not sure of itself, his mind was. His mind said that it could be controlled. It was as though he were making a shot during the final seconds of a game. His palms were sweaty and the goal looked impossibly small, but he knew it could be done. He was smiling now, but he could stop anytime he wanted.

"I'm sure you will." Brooke said, glancing at the huge bulge in his shorts.

She and Brittany grabbed hold of the bottom of their thin gray shirts and lifted them up and over their chests, exposing their sports bras. 

Coach Blue's eyes bugged out and his cock throbbed at the sight of their bra-clad beauties. Even though they were packed away in sports bras, their big boobs shaped them and forced the fabric to act like a regular bra. The cups stayed circular and the fabric ready to burst by the pressure exerted by their huge melons. Their hard nipples poked through their thin bras and were almost visible.

Coach Blue licked his lips as the girls finished pulling their shirts over their expansive busts and over their blonde heads. He didn't think he would be turned on this much this fast, but then again, he did have a lot of ground to make up for.

The busty teens finally finished stripping their tops off. They dropped them to the floor, and all the motion caused their huge melons to bounce and jiggle inside their sports bra prisons. They had serious looks on their faces as their boobs bounced up and down, coaxing Coach Blue's eyes to bounce with them.

The girls took their previous positions standing side by side in front of him, but this time in their bras.

"How do you feel, Coach?" Brooke asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I-uh...." Coach Blue stuttered. For the moment, he was having trouble making words. "I'm fine."

"Aside from those huge tits making my cock hard, that is." He thought.

"Good," Brittany said, reaching behind to unclasp her bra. "Because the show's not over."

Coach Blue's heart began to race as he realized what Brittany meant by that. Everything was happening so slow, and yet so fast. His adrenaline was rushing through him like a river, and everything else just sort of tuned out. He had to grip the desk behind him in order to keep from stumbling. As he did so, he began to feel better. His cock was pointed at the ready, cocked and ready to shoot any minute. He knew he had quite a battle ahead of him to keep from accidentally pulling the trigger.

Brooke now reached behind herself as well, to unclasp her bra.

"Do you want to see the rest of it?" she asked.

The coach nodded, hypnotically, as though he were in some sort of daze or trance.

"Okay." Brooke said, as her small hands finally found her bra strap. "Then you might want to stand back."

"And enjoy the show." Brittany said, as her hands found her bra strap as well.

Coach Blue was awestruck as he realized that this was really happening. Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust were about to show him their big, beautiful, breasts...in all their glory. Despite the gravity he now felt for the situation, he managed to nod excitedly in response to her question.

"You'll need special vision to see what we've got to show you. Right, Brooke?" Brittany stated as she finally unclasped her bra with a loud snap. 

Coach Blue's heart was pounding. The sound of her bra snapping loose sounded to him like a bomb being dropped, followed by an explosion. 

"That's right, Brit." Brooke said as her bra finally let up with a snap, like her friend. "Can you stay awake for the rest of it?"

The second explosion was just as loud and thunderous as the first. Her bra straps immediately took to her sides and flung gracefully on either side of her heaving chest.

Brooke was licking her lips and biting them with a look of wanting in her eyes, and she was looking directly at Coach Blue. Her own bomb-like bra straps were still swaying at her sides freely, just like Brittany's.

Coach Blue wasn't sure if he could handle all this. A few minutes ago he'd been confident in his ability to sustain himself, but the girl's were bringing their best. They'd just hit him with two busty bra-bombs, and he didn't know how much more he could take. Their bombs were making it much too hard...on him. He began breathing heavy, and he started to perspire in the wake of his fever. 

But something was different.

Things weren't moving as slow as they'd been last time. He was still able to think on his feet. The busty babes in front of him were taunting him with their bombshell bodies, flaunting their gorgeous teen racks at him, and he wanted to show them up now more than ever. He steadied himself, gripped his desk forcefully, and let a single thought waft through his mind: no pain, no gain.

"Fuck yes..." Coach Blue moaned as he gripped his desk. 

His boner was throbbing violently, and it was pointed directly at the busty duo. He saw their bra straps come loose and fly off their shoulders. Both girls gripped their bras from the cups and held them in place over their huge racks, teasing him, unaware of the battle raging inside him.

"Are you ready to see the greatest show in the world?" they asked him.

Coach Blue's cock jumped from within his shorts, and the two busty beauties finally pulled their bras away from their heaving chests. The sexy articles of clothing dangled in their hands for a moment as they brought them down to their sides, before letting them drop to the floor gracefully. At long last, the busty duo of Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust was standing before him...completely topless.

In that moment, the dam broke. It was incredible - the sensation he was feeling was unlike anything he'd ever felt. Lightheadedness filled his perception, and that lightheaded feeling he had had in the past melded with his entire being and took over, it was as though his body had been switched to some type of dream mode where he was no longer in control but instead a more confident, superior man was controlling him.

They were spectacular!

The sheer size was enough to make any man drool. He had seen them barely covered by a bra, but now that they were filling his eyes in all their glory he felt overwhelmed. He wanted to bury his face between the light-skinned orbs and feel their soft, unblemished skin warming his perception.

He gazed from Brittany's huge rack to Brooke's. They were almost identical, save for a few small differences. But both pairs were amazing. They were round, perky, youthful - even as they stood still atop their heaving chests they had a look to them that said they could bounce better than any pair you've ever seen. 

At their peaks were sweet, suckable nipples that could keep a baby from crying. Although their breasts were light in complexion (like the rest of their bodies) their areolas did a good job contrasting that with a darker tone. Dotted around the edges of the areolas from both girls were tiny goose bumps which, ironically, gave Coach Blue goose bumps upon looking at them. 

The cleavage was utterly breathtaking. Their huge orbs pressed together even though they weren't using their hands. The only way to separate them would have been to pull them apart, but as soon as you'd let go they would bounce back into place and create that heavenly, vast cleavage that shot up to their necks.

The two girls stood there, letting their coach take in the sight of their big, bouncy boobs.

He was astounded. Their massive racks jutted out so far from their chests that it made his cock drool in anticipation, leaving a small wet stain on his shorts. Brittany and Brooke took note of that and held their boobs in their hands, bouncing them around and trying to coax their coach into unleashing his load in his shorts.

He could not speak. Aside from seeing their huge flesh balloons, finally, he was also dealing with this strange sensation of feverish pseudo-invincibility. For the moment he was indisposed. He was essentially paralyzed, either by the shock of seeing such big pairs of jugs on these two teenage hotties or from sheer excitement, but he could sense that soon he would be back in control, and then it would be time for the two top-heavy teens to invite the audience to perform in their busty, cock-hardening "show."

The busty girls continued to bounce their huge jugs in their hands, and their huge tits continued to heave for their coach. Their heaving melons showed no signs of letting up. They threw him seductive glances, and raised their brows at him as a teaser of things to cum.

"Laugh it up, girls." Coach Blue thought. "The shoe's on the other foot now."

"Look, Brit." Brooke said as she jiggled her big hooters around in her small hands. "He's closing his eyes. He can't take it."

Coach Blue was, indeed, shutting his eyes. As much as he wanted to look at the two pairs of heaving melons in front of him he had to take care of the episode he was having first, otherwise, there would be only looking.

"He can't take it. He can't see!" Brittany laughed.

"Oh, he can see." Brooke said, as Coach Blue opened his eyes. "He can see, alright. He's got special vision."

"DD vision..." Brittany said.

She and Brooke quickly turned their heads and gave each other looks of confirmation. The two blonde babes each held their tits up as high as they could as they stepped a little closer to the distraught man in front of them.

"What's the matter, Coach?" Brittany asked.

"Are these big boobs too much for you?" Brooke asked.

Coach Blue stomped his foot on the floor as though he were in pain. His back was arched, and his pelvis was thrust forward. The two girls both let out a small laugh as they watched their coach struggling to sustain himself as they bounced their huge boobs in front of him. The reaction he was having from seeing them unleash their big, busty melons was priceless.

Brittany's head was turned to Brooke, but her eyes were looking seductively at her coach.

"I guess he's too tongue tied..." she said.

"From seeing our titanic tits..." Brooke added.

She, too, was looking at Coach Blue indirectly. In the back of his mind, Coach Blue found their looks to be extremely sexy. However, he was preoccupied with other things at the moment. 

His dick began throbbing and cocking itself in a sexual rage. It was trying to send him a message.

"These chicks are just too hot! Their boobs are way too big! Have you ever seen such awesome hooters on such young, teen girls? I would know it if you had. I just can't do this!"

The girls' eyes lit up as though a light bulb had been lit in their pretty, blonde heads. They saw the tent in Coach Blue's shorts rise to a new height, the highest they had seen it. It stayed there for a few seconds straight before going back down to its previous height pointing at them. They watched it rise and fall continuously, and they knew they were almost though.

"Do you think he likes them?" Brittany asked.

"I think so." Brooke finished. "No man can take his eyes off of these."

She held her boobs up and forced her head down. Her tongue snaked out and licked her nipple. It swirled around the hard bud and over the bumps of her areola before retreating back into her mouth.

"Is that true?" Brittany asked, looking directly at Coach Blue. "Do you like seeing our boobs? Our big, beautiful, bouncy boobs?"

She turned to Brooke, whose nipple was still wet from her own saliva, and forcefully pressed her giant jugs against her friend's. Brooke did not miss a beat and immediately began rubbing her breasts up and down against Brittany's, nipple to nipple. Brittany followed suit, and soon the two of them were rubbing their huge tits up and down one set at a time. After a while they switched motions and began rubbing from side to side, swinging their massive udders against each other and filling the room with the slapping of their gorgeous racks. 

Each girl now placed her hands underneath both pairs and began shaking their busty boobs simultaneously. They now turned to Coach Blue as their massive pairs pressed into each other.

"You like that?" Brooke asked, looking at her coach. "You like it when we press our huge racks together? You like it when we bounce our big boobs together?"

Brooke now took hold of Brittany's massive knockers and placed them atop her own. She began bucking up and down, forcing her own huge hooters to bounce with her. Brittany's boobs began to bounce atop Brooke's lovely melons as she bounced up and down.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 15



Brittany's tits were bouncing up and down. Every once in a while they would bounce as high as her head, forcing her to get to know her own cleavage.

"Mmm....boobie bounce..." Brooke moaned.

Brittany turned to Coach Blue.

"You....like this....-uh-....BIG...boob-bounce? You....UH....like seeing...-oh god-...my BIG BOOBS...-uh-...BOUNCE...ing...-uh yeah-...on Brooke's...-YEAH-...giant juggs?"

The bouncing now slowed as Brooke let her giant boobs bounce to an end. When it was over, both girls were breathing hard and deep. They each took their big boobs in their hands and rubbed them against each other nipple on nipple as they caught their breath. Brooke dragged her huge tits up the slope of Brittany's massive mountains, making sure she dug into the tops of her breasts with her nipples. Soon her nipples were digging into Brittany's shoulder bones as she rested her giant juggs atop her busty friend's big boobs. Brittany looked down and could see into her chesty friend's deep cleavage, and then she began to bounce her boobs up and down just as Brooke had done.

"Yeah...uh, oh yeah..." Brooke moaned as they began the second round of their boob-bouncing. 

Brooke moaned as her face was slapped several times by her own big, bouncing boobs. Brittany could smell the aroma radiating from her busty friend's vast cleavage, and that spurred her to increase the pace of their boobie-bounce. 

"Yeah..." Brooke said, looking at Coach Blue. "He likes seeing all of these big, juicy melons bouncing and jiggling right in front of his eyes – just for him. Don't you, Coach?"

She smiled as her massive melons hit her in the face.

"How does it feel?" Brittany asked as Brooke's massive flesh pillows brushed against her face. "Knowing you're the first and only man to see our great big racks?"

Coach Blue let out a large grunt. He threw his head up towards the ceiling. Beads of sweat were forming on his face as though he'd just gone through a workout. He wanted nothing more than to sleep this off. His mind was fatigued, and he knew if he just had some time to rest he'd be good to go by morning. 

But he quickly let his head drop and focused his attention on the action going on in front of him. This was probably his one chance. Brittany and Brooke would probably never go this far again...unless he could get them to go the distance now. Torn between the weariness that was coursing through him and the massive breasts that were bouncing in front of him, he had to make a decision. He buckled down, and resolved to focus his efforts on the big-titted teens.

Brooke let her massive knockers slide off her bestie's chest as Brittany's boobs slowed their bouncing. Brittany could feel Brooke's nipples scraping atop her big globes, and it sent a chill through her. Soon the two babes were, once again, standing tit to tit in front of Coach Blue; their huge boobs bulging and jiggling against each other.

"Are you enjoying the Big Boob show?" Brooke asked as her huge tits pressed into Brittany's.

The two blondes then began laughing at their coach's response. It was not much of a response so much as it was a series of indecipherable grunts. It seemed the two of them had gotten their coach so worked up that he was on the verge of medical distress.

"We'll just take that as a 'yes.'" Brittany said.

The two girls had their arms and hands tucked away under their big boobs. They were using what they could to hold their massive racks up and keep them sustained in the air against one another. Their skinny arms lacked the muscle strength to support such weight, but together they seemed to be doing a fine job.

As he stared at the busty racks of both girls pressing against one another Coach Blue could feel his fever dying down. The sudden drop in heat left him in a cold sweat, and his body was left with the task of re-warming itself. The lightheadedness he had been experiencing now dissipated, leaving him with a profound sense of awareness instead. Before, when everything had seemed like a dream, he had envisioned it as such – looking in on the outside. But he now saw this as a dream he was now a part of – a real life fantasy. That made his goal all the more reachable.

But although his mind was now at ease, his body told a different tale. His shorts were throbbing violently from the pressure exerted on them by his aching tool; all that it was aware of was that this was actually happening - two gigantic pairs of breasts were bobbing just a few feet away. His head; although (once again) fully functional, was now left with the task of taming the raging beast inside his shorts.

The busty teenage bombshells lit up with a mixture of relief and surprise when they saw what happened next. The huge tent in their coach's shorts, which had been pointing at them since they got there, now took to retreating and then extending over and over again. The girls' eyes lit up as they watched Coach Blue's piece cock itself again and again from inside his shorts.

Coach Blue gripped the back of his desk tightly and let out a huge sigh of relief as his dick throbbed uncontrollable as though it had a mind of its own. 

Brooke nudged Brittany's boobs with her own massive jugs, giving her a signal as if to say "This is it!"

"Ooooooh Coach Blue!" Brittany said as she jiggled her boobs with more enthusiasm. "Give it to us, Coach! You know you want to."

Brooke turned to her coach and blew him a kiss before jiggling her boobs at a rapid pace, just as Brittany was doing.

"That's it, Coach." She said, seductively. "Let it go. Let it all go. All of it. Two busty babes with giant tits jiggling their big hooters right in front of you..."

Coach Blue thought his mind was going to explode along with his cock as he listened to the chesty teens spurring him on.

"Two big-breasted, titanic-titted teens with the biggest, bounciest racks you've ever seen bouncing their huge boobs on each other...big, bulging boobs..." 

"Mega-mammed hotties bouncing their massive melons all for you..." Brooke chimed in.

"Big, juicy, mouth-watering melons..." Brittany added.

"Huge, heaving, cock-hardening hooters..." Brooke said. "Cum for us..."

"Yeah, Coach...." Brittany moaned as she tilted her head toward the ceiling and gazed at Coach Blue. "Let it all out! Shoot it!"

Brooke moaned back.

"Mmm yeah Coach! Let it go! Shoot it!"

Coach Blue moaned as he was still mesmerized by their tit-talk. The girls were now moaning in ecstasy with their heads pointed at the ceiling. Between looking at him and looking up they were also bouncing their huge melons so fast that they became a beautiful blur of titflesh, encouraging him to cum as though they wanted him to shoot it on their gorgeous racks.

"Yeah...uh! Yeah, yeah yeah do it, Coach!" Brooke shouted.

"C'mon, Coach!" Brittany said. "Uh...Just let it go, just let it all go and do it!"

"Shoot it!" Brooke moaned.

"Yeah shoot it, Coach!" Brittany moaned back.

The girls now encouraged him simultaneously.

"Shoot it! Shoot it! Shoot it! Shoot it! Shoot it!" they shouted.

Their big boobs pressed into each other and caused their racks to become spread out due to the vast amount of titflesh they had created. The jiggling now slowed, as did their moaning, as they saw that Coach Blue had thrown his head in the air and given up. Not long after, a large wet spot stained his blue shorts, indicating that their job was done.

The girls both let out sighs of relief as they continued to jiggle their huge balloons while their coach finished up. When it became apparent he was, the two blondes smiled at each other in accomplishment; their massive racks still pushed together.

"Job well done." Brooke said, smiling at Coach Blue.

"Yeah." Brittany said, as she joined in the taunting. "I'm glad we decided to go easy on him."

"Very easy." Brooke said, taunting the coach with her tongue.

She stopped when she heard the coach cough, followed by what sounded like gagging noises and deep breaths. She looked at the Coach's shorts. Nary a bulge could be seen. He was being dramatic.

"Relax." Brooke said. "You're fine. I would probably drink some water, if I were you."

She gestured to all the cum that had leaked into his shorts.

"Judging by that amount, I'd say we drained you dry!" She added in a teasing tone.

"It is a lot." Brittany threw in.

The two of them looked at Coach Blue nonchalantly. Suddenly, he regained his composure and stood upright. He brought his head back down and stared at them with a small smile on his face. They watched his gaze turn to their tits, and a look of greed immediately ran through his eyes. His greedy eyes ran across their naked breasts, and both girls felt a small pinch of fright as they saw the look in his eyes. He was like a new man.

"Don't worry," he said with a large grin. "There's plenty more where that came from."

The two girls looked at each other with mixtures of fright and surprise on their faces. But once the immediate shock wore off they laughed and giggled, albeit a little awkward.

"Nice try." Brooke smiled. "You just don't give up do you?"

"Well, Brooke," Brittany added with a giggle. "Even if he doesn't want to, it sure does."

She pointed at his crotch and the two of them giggled.

Not fazed by their attempts to humiliate him, Coach Blue tucked his fingers into the hem of his shorts.

"You mean this thing?" he asked.

Brittany and Brooke each had looks of shock on their faces as Coach Blue pulled his shorts down.

"Shit!" Brooke said, covering her face with her hands.

"Ewwww!" Brittany moaned as she, too, covered her face.

In their attempts to avert their eyes, the girls began to realize that this was a little dumb. Brooke, for one, was thinking that Coach Blue could be doing just about anything while they had their eyes covered; including sneaking up towards them to get a better...feel for things. She slowly moved her hands from her face, and Brittany (sensing her motion) soon followed suit. 

Slowly they were at full gaze, and their eyes naturally turned to their coach's cock. It stood at attention, like an arrow poised in a staff. It was not as long as either one of them imagined it to be. Although this did not come as a surprise to either girl, both thought that it was rather unusual for a piece of equipment like that to pitch a tent like the one he had earlier. It was borderline average, due to the fact that it had just been put through a serious workout.

"Wow." Brooke said, calmly as though it were a statement. "You know somehow, I thought you were bigger."

She stuck her tongue out at him.

"Yeah, me too. That thing won't be fully recovered for quite some time." Brittany said.

The two of them giggled as their big melons continued to heave against each other in front of their coach.

Brooke looked down at their two, big, gorgeous pairs of breasts.

"You know," she said. "Our giant boobs make your dick look like a toothpick."

Brittany laughed, causing her huge funbags to jiggle against Brooke's.

Coach Blue looked at them calmly.

"Those tits of yours would make any dick look like a toothpick." He said in his defense.

Brooke looked at Coach Blue with annoyance. She put her hands on her hips while Brittany's boobs continued to press against her own.

"What's your point?" she asked.

Coach Blue crouched down and pulled his shorts off his legs completely. While down there, he picked up the two bras the girls had discarded earlier. He stood back up and placed one bra inside the other as though he were stacking cups. He then lowered the two bras to his crotch and draped them around his average-sized boner. At first, they wanted to slip off. But the coach took a quick glance at the busty babes in front of him and his dick immediately became hard enough to support their boulder-holders.

"Only this." He said in response to Brooke's question.

The two blondes watched as their coach wrapped their bras around his cock. He slowly let the bras go and let them dangle hands-free. His hands went behind him to his desk, which he gripped as he stared and focused on his bra-covered boner.

In front of him, all that the busty duo could see was the head of his cock jutting out from between their bras. The entire shaft was covered by their cups, and they could not even make out what his penis looked like due to the vast amount of material needed to cover their boobs. It was as though they were watching a magic show. Coach Blue was willingly making their bras rise with his boner, without using his hands.

The girls had mixed expressions on their faces. They both were shocked, surprised, and flabbergasted. 

Soon, Coach Blue's dick had grown so much in size that he had to remove the cups from around his shaft and dangle the straps around it instead. 

There was no mistake about it; the two blonde teens were in a state of shock. They saw his penis in its entirety, with the exception of what their tiny bra straps could cover. The girls clutched each other instinctively as though small drops of fear were trickling over their bodies; their boobs pressed together ever so tightly.

Coach Blue's hand ran over the tops of their bra cups gently as it found its way to his shaft. His rugged hand wrapped around his bonder and slowly pulled it back, then forward, then back again. 

The two teens watched in horror as their coach stroked himself for a moment. To their relief, however, he stopped and let his hands fall to his sides with a look of triumphant in his eyes. 

"Now do you see my point?" he asked them, crossing his arms in a job well done.

"We see it..." Brittany said.

She, like Brooke, was hypnotized by the coach's throbbing member. Both girls were astonished and surprised...and scared.

"That's impossible!" Brooke said, breathing heavy. "Nobody can...uhm...we saw you...what do you call all of that??"

She pointed around to the ground at his cum-stained shorts, choosing instead to use visual communication as both she and Brittany were befuddled.

"That..." Coach Blue said as he turned and walked to the black leather couch. "is what we call 'pre-cum.'"

As Coach Blue turned to his side, the girls opened their mouths wide in offense. They now had a view of their coach's rock hard member jutting out from the rest of his body from the side. That not only made it appear bigger, but it let them know that this was real...and it frightened them all the more.

"Oh my God..." Brittany uttered in disgust as Coach Blue turned and sat on the couch, facing towards them. Her mouth was still agape at the offensive sight.

"Umm...well. We'd better get going..." Brooke said.

She and Brittany quickly turned their attention the door they were standing by and quickly reached for the doorknob. But just as their hands found it Coach Blue spoke up.

"Hold it!" he said, putting his arms up on top of either side of the couch he was sitting on. With his head he gestured down to his crotch. "Haven't you babes forgotten something?"

The girls looked down at their bras dangling from his rock hard dick as it stood pointing up towards the ceiling. They were hanging on by their straps at the tip of his pole. It throbbed, and the straps flew off from the tip and slid down his shaft, which caused their bras to bunch up by his balls. The frightened looks on the duo's faces now turned to disgust as they saw the head in its entirety.

"No thanks...um, you keep them." Brooke said as she and Brittany scrunched their faces up in disgust and shook their heads.

They, once again, reached for the door. But just as they were turning the knob Brittany turned to Brooke.

"Wait!" she whispered. "What about our shirts?"

Brooke cautiously turned her head to the floor, where their shirts were lying just in front of Coach Blue. Brittany looked at her friend and shrugged. They couldn't leave their coach's office bare-chested.

Brooke nodded, and the two girls placed their hands over their breasts in an effort to shield them from their coach's eyes. Finally, they walked away from each other and stepped towards their shirts, and their coach.

"Sorry..." Brooke said as she and Brittany bent to pick up their shirts.

Coach Blue smiled as he watched the busty teens in front of him. Their huge tits were pressing into their small hands and skinny arms, and obscene amounts of titflesh were spilling over them. He reached down and gently stroked himself to the beautiful sight of their hooters, and their cleavages. 

Brittany spoke to no one in particular as she picked her shirt off the floor and replaced her hands with it.

"We'll just...um...turn around, put our shirts on, and be gone." She said, as she and Brooke stood up and covered their chests with their shirts.

When they were turned around, their shirts draped over their chests still, Coach Blue spoke up.

"Sounds like a plan," he said, "if you want to give up your starting positions."

Brooke lifted her head as her hands stopped dead in their motions. She looked over her shoulder at Coach Blue, as did Brittany.

"Wha- what do you mean?" she asked.

Coach Blue smiled at the two busty teens. Even though their backs were to him he could still make out the tiniest bit of side-boob.

"It's possible I may be looking at some new prospects for your positions." He said slyly.

The two blondes turned around abruptly. Their big boobs bounced under their shirts as they struggled to shield their huge racks from their coach completely.

"That's not fair!" Brittany exclaimed.

"We had a deal!" Brooke emphasized.

"The deal was..." Coach Blue said as he let go of his dick and let it stand of its own accord, "that I make you starters. We never said that I had to keep you."

"We'll make a new deal!" Brooke said quickly.

"Yes, we will." Coach Blue said.

The two girls paused for a moment as they took in his quick and calm response.

"How about...we..." Brittany began.

Brooke finished her offer.

"We show you our boobs, and you keep us as starters."

Coach Blue let out a few laughs. He laughed so hard he had to bring his hand to his face and wipe a tear from his eye. After a while, he calmed down. And as he looked at the two blonde teens he knew that they had no idea what they were doing.

"I'll do all the negotiating." He said. "As long as you girls keep proving yourselves to me, I'll keep you on. But the minute you slip up, you're out. Got it?"

Brooke's eyes lit up as though she had just found a loophole. But just as she opened her mouth to speak, Coach Blue cut her off.

"You girls have to see..." he said. "You still have a lot of work to do. On...and off...the court. Your one-on-one skills need work, and so does your teamwork. I need to make sure my girls can double-team..." 

He licked his lips as he gazed at their busty racks, moving up and down with their breathing.

"And the only way to do that is to give you...private practices." He added, glancing down at his crotch. "Why don't you girls come here and we'll start one of these practices?"

Brittany looked at Brooke as if to say "What next?" But Brooke had no answer for her. 

The wheels in their heads began turning as they struggled to find a way out of this, but every solution brought them to a place they did not want to be.

"Okay." Brooke said, finally giving in. "But...but we have terms!"

She threw this last part in quickly.

"Alright." Coach Blue said. "I can deal with that. What are they?"

Brooke placed her hand below her bottom lip as though she were trying to hide behind it.

"No touching." She said.

"What?" Coach Blue asked, disappointingly.

"No touching." Brooke repeated. "In fact, keep your hands where they are right now. You can't move them at all."

Coach Blue turned his head from one arm to the other. They were propped up and resting on top of the couch on either side of him. He nodded, deciding that it wasn't so bad.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 15



"Okay." He said, nodding. "What else?"

"No talking!" Brittany said, stepping forward next to Brooke. Her massive melons bounced underneath the shirt she was using to shield them from Coach Blue.

"No...what?" Coach Blue asked with a small giggle.

"You can't talk." Brooke added. "Not a sound. It just makes us uncomfortable."

Coach Blue resisted the urge to laugh at their absurd request. He was able to suppress a giggle by looking at each of their lovely chests. Even though the shirts were of a thin material, they did an excellent job concealing the stacked beauties. Had he not seen how big they were in the past, he'd have had a hard time discerning that now.

"Okay." He said. "But the shirts stay off."

The two busty blondes glanced at each other, and then they turned back to Coach Blue.

"No." Brittany said.

"No?" Coach Blue asked.

He crossed his arms over his chests and glared at the two of them.

"No." Brooke repeated. "We have to leave them on."

"And why's that?" the coach inquired.

"It makes us too uncomfortable." Brittany answered.

Coach Blue shook his head, denying the two chesty teens.

"This isn't up for discussion." He said.

"We know." Brooke emphasized, matching her coach word for word. "It makes us too uncomfortable."

"We'll leave..." Brittany said, turning to the door.

Brooke soon followed suit. 

The two girls turned their heads to look at Coach Blue as they turned to leave. 

"Okay!" Coach Blue said, throwing in the towel. He was staring at their backs yet again. "Fine. Put your shirts back on."

Brittany and Brooke gave each other quick, un-assured smiles. But those smiles quickly left their faces as they were hit with reality. They slowly brought the shirts over their blonde hair and brought them down to their necks, where they struggled to stretch the fabric over their massive tits. When their big, full racks were finally covered completely and they were decent, they turned around and faced Coach Blue; their huge tits jutting out from underneath their shirts, their nipples pointed directly at him.

Coach Blue's mind was blown by the size of their tits. They made the fabric of their shirts look as though they were painted on. It took all of his self control to remain composed, a feat he would not have been able to accomplish before last night.

Their bras were still dangling from his dick by the straps, and his balls were now nestled comfortably in the cups. He shifted in his seat, making himself more comfortable as his boner throbbed against the straps of their bras. He couldn't believe this was really happening...

He unfolded his arms and placed them on top of the couch, where Brooke had instructed him to keep them. He opened his mouth to speak as he finally achieved maximum comfort; his eyes wandering over the two busty blonde teens and the two pairs of big, heaving melons in front of him.

"Now..." he said. "Come to me, babes."

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Brooke and Brittany shoved and pushed against each other as they inched their way forward, step by step. About fifty percent of the pushing and shoving was coming from their big boobs. They wanted to remain close and go through this together, but it was impossible to do so without bumping breasts. One girl's large rack would shove against the other's arm, that girl would then think it was intentional and shove back. This went on the entire time they made their way to Coach Blue, who was grinning as he watched the two busty teens breast-shove their way to him.

When they finally got there they stood before his comfortably open legs in their tight blue shorts and thin gray practice shirts, as though awaiting instruction.

Coach Blue was not dense. He knew as well as they did that this was not a practice session, as he had called it. However, he did think it convenient to call it as such. This made sure that whatever went on in this office could be chalked up to the shield of basketball.

He looked down at his crotch, and the two girls immediately began crouching down on either side of him; his legs separating them from each other. As they did, their big boobs brushed against his hairy legs...and a tingling sensation ran through his body giving him a small case of goosebumps.

Although Brooke remained composed throughout the gesture, Brittany was clumsily struggling with it. She dropped down a bit too fast, causing her boobs to scrape quickly against Coach Blue's leg...and her face to fling forward toward his crotch. 

She managed to catch herself just before her faced collided with his rock hard prick. She stared at it eye-to-shaft for a split second before her head scurried back to safety.

"What...what now?" she asked, breathing heavy.

"You know..." Brooke said, as she stared at the coach's long shaft. "Touch it."

"You touch it!" Brittany said, defensively.

"Gross." Brooke exclaimed. "How about we both touch it?"

"Okay." Brittany said, as she stared at the head. "You first."

Realizing that this was going nowhere, Brooke gulped and her hand started to reach forward. It was shivering as Brittany watched it slowly inch its way to their coach's hard member. 

Her hand finally found its destination, and Coach Blue breathed deep as Brooke's small, soft fingers wrapped around his meat. 

Brooke held her hand there for a moment. She could feel it throbbing and pulsating in her palm, against her fingers and thumb. It felt rough and course. She could make out what felt like tiny muscles or veins, some of those veins were visible. It was an ugly thing, and it was made even uglier by the pretty looks of her girlish hand.

"How...how does it...you know...feel?" Brittany asked as she stared at Brooke.

Brooke was staring down at her hand wrapped around her coach's hard cock. She gently brought her hand up and felt some skin move with her, then she slowly brought it back down.

"Brooke!" Brittany said, getting frustrated. "How's it feel?"

"It feels...rugged." She said. "You know...muscular..."

"Ugly." Brittany interrupted her. "Just say 'ugly.'"

"Well...here, you feel." Brooke said as she offered her the shaft.

Brittany screwed her face up as she put her hand at the ready. She slowly reached forward with a look of disgust on her face and replaced Brooke's hand with her own. 

"Ugh..." she moaned. "It feels...veiny."

She then let go and Brooke quickly took it back. She gently stroked it up and down with one hand, until she had felt every inch of his shaft and head coursing through her hand. She looked up at Coach Blue and saw he was looking up at the ceiling and breathing hard. She now increased her pace until her hand was rubbing against every inch of his meat in a blurry handjob. 

Brittany watched as her friend's hand moved up and down their coach's long shaft. Brooke would look at his cock jutting out from her hand, and then look back up at the coach's face to see if she was doing it right. Brittany guessed that Brooke was satisfied with the job she was doing, because she showed no signs of letting up.

Brooke's face now had a whiney look as if she were experiencing both pain and pleasure at the same time. 

"Uhhhh...." She moaned.

She now slowed her pace and went back to stroking his cock slowly and gently. She slowly brought her hand up the entire length of his shaft until it reached the tip. She wrapped her hand around the head and gave it a good rub-down. She then tapped it with her finger a couple of times, making sure she hit the slit. When she had toyed with the head of his cock long enough, she tilted his shaft towards Brittany.

"Your turn." She said.

Brittany, feeling a bit more comfortable now that Brooke had already done it, now reached forward and gently wrapped her small hand around the coach's man meat. She immediately felt it throbbing more than it had before, and she could even feel it throb with each breath the coach took.

She slowly moved her hand up and down the coach's long shaft, coaxing some deeper breaths from him. When she was assured that he was enjoying it she began to increase her pace just as Brooke had done. 

Her hand glided up and down his shaft with more grace than Brooke's, and Coach Blue could not help but buck his hips as the busty blonde stroked his cock. 

Brittany was moaning as her one-handed handjob now became an all out beat-off. She was jerking the coach with such vigor that he felt as though she were trying to choke him, but it felt so good. It was definitely one of the best handjobs he had ever received, and Brittany showed no signs of stopping.

The coach's head was disappearing in and out of the tunnel her hand created as she jerked him off. Pre-cum oozed out and coaxed Brittany to scrunch her face in disgust, but she continued with the handjob, using the added lubricant to jerk off her coach even faster. 

Both she and Coach Blue were moaning as her hand slid up and down his cock. Squishing noises were made the busty blonde's hand made its way up and down the hard shaft.

Coach Blue was bucking his hips with such furiousness that Brittany was having a hard time holding on to his cock. She reached out with her other hand and grabbed his shaft at the base, using her other hand to jerk off the top and head.

Brittany's hands wrapped around the coach's wood and made a long, smooth tunnel for his cock to slide through. Coach Blue happily entered and exited the tunnel as Brittany jerked him off with both hands. 

Brooke couldn't believe how good her friend was. She had been watching with deep interest, but now decided to join in.

She reached out for the top of the coach's shaft, which was still covered by Brittany's hand, and forced her to let go. Brittany happily obliged, and Brooke took hold of the coach's cock at the top, while Brittany continued to hold it at the bottom.

Coach Blue was now experiencing ecstasy as both busty blondes now jerked him off. He bucked his hips faster, forcing their hands to slide up and down him at a furious pace. 

Brooke's hand was toying with his head, and it felt like a dream. She would wrap her hand around it and rub it while Brittany stroked his cock up and down from the base. 

The girls were looking up at him while they rubbed his cock. 

"Uh...uh!" they moaned. "Uh...uhhhh!"

Precum oozed out, and the two teens used it to jerk him off faster...and harder. 

Coach Blue was breathing hard as the two busty babes gave him a double-handjob. He could feel the smoothness of their hands each time they stroked up and down his cock. Each and every time he throbbed it was between both of their pretty little hands. The tunnel their hands had created was so warm...

The girls tightened their grip around the coach as their warm tunnel sent him though a roller coaster. They jerked him off faster...and harder....and faster...

Soon Coach Blue let out a long, deep breath and his hips stopped bucking. The girls slowed the pace of their handjob and they loosened their grip, stroking him off gently and slowly. Their hands were dripping in pre-cum, and they rubbed it all over the coach's hard prick.

Brooke took her hand off the coach and brought it up to her face. Her smooth, beautiful skin had been tainted by this man's seed. She looked at it as it shined in the fluorescent lighting. Slowly, she brought it up to her nose and sniffed it. Afterwards, a look of extreme dislike immediately ran across her face and she hastily placed it on the couch and tried to clean it dry.

Brittany was gently stroking the rod, bunching the skin up and then stretching it back out. 

Brooke looked up at Coach Blue, who had a smile on his face. He showed no signs of letting up any time soon, and judging by how calm his cock was she deduced that this was going to go on for quite some time.

"Maybe you should use your mouths..." Coach Blue suggested, as he reached down to stroke a hand through each girl's blonde hair.

The girls immediately gave him warning looks, as if to warn him about the touching and talking, but Brooke's look turned to a look of discovery and she spoke before her blonde bosom buddy could protest.

"That might make things go a little bit faster." She said to her friend.

Brittany's eyes ran over the cock in her hands with shock, and she quickly let go and arched her hands backwards by her shoulders as though they were off limits.

"No! Uh-uh. Ewwwww. Gross!" she said.

Brooke watched as her friend quickly shuffled around the coach's leg on her knees.

"Come onnnnnn, Brit." Brooke whined. "It's not that hard."

She looked at the dick between her and her friend, then to Coach Blue, then to Brittany.

"You know what I mean." She said.

"No! Uh-uh! No way!" Brittany refused.

"If you don't, we'll be here forever."

"Fine by me." Coach Blue said, staring down at Brittany as he brushed his hand through her hair.

"No talking." Brooke said, turning to Coach Blue. 

She threw him a cold look in an effort to remind him of the "no touching" rule as well.

Coach Blue, hurriedly, complied. He didn't want to ruin this.

"Why me?" Brittany asked.

"Because I was the one who touched it first." Brooke answered. "It's your turn. Tit for tat."

Brittany let out a series of whiny moans, but she soon started shuffling forward.

"Fine!" she exclaimed as she reached Coach Blue.

Her rack pressed into the outside of his right leg as she threw her head up and let out a quick whine. But before long, Coach Blue was throbbing in anticipation as she brought her head back down and slowly lowered it into his crotch.

"All the magazines say is to pretend like the tip is a lollipop, and the rest is like a big, fat straw." Brooke said.

Brittany nodded as her lips gently stopped just a few centimeters from the head. Her tongue brushed passed them and Coach Blue let out a sigh of relief as he felt her wet tongue lapping the tip of his cock.

He gripped the top of the couch tightly as Brittany tongue bathed the head the only way she knew how. Her tongue swirled around in circles and then pressed into the tip and flicked rapidly into him, sending chills down his spine. 

Soon, she brought her lips to the slit in his cock and kissed it. Then she slowly let it enter her warm mouth. She let only the tip come inside as her tongue continued to bath it relentlessly. 

Coach Blue could feel her tongue working it's magic inside her mouth as she breathed warm breath on it. He felt her teenage tongue working circles around his cock as she stared up at him to make sure he was enjoying it, and that was almost enough to drive him crazy.

But Brittany had no intention of stopping there.

She slowly swallowed him up, inch by inch, as far as she could until she was a little bit more than halfway. She began sucking on it as though he was a straw, rapid at first but then slowly and more prolonged.

Coach Blue bucked his hips involuntarily as Brittany sucked him in like a vacuum. Brittany felt his cock trying to penetrate her mouth, and she gagged a little. Saliva dripped down the coach's shaft as the busty blonde teen continued to suck on him.

Brittany began moaning around him, as though she were struggling with the feat. This only caused a humming sensation around him, and he had to throw his head up to keep from exploding in her hot mouth. 

Brittany finally stopped struggling and pulled her mouth off him, revealing a dripping wet and hard shaft. She stroked it with her hand as both she and Coach Blue caught their breath.

As soon as she had, she bent back over him and licked the shaft up and down. She licked it all the way up to the tip, then back down the other side to where his balls were still rested inside the cups of their bras. She pressed his cock against her lips with her hand and kissed her way up the shaft. When she reached the tip again, her tongue leaked out and began flicking it rapidly. She was all business as Coach Blue struggled to sustain himself.

Coach Blue moaned as Brittany took him back into her mouth. He reached out and brushed her hair with his hand as she sucked him. He couldn't believe how good she was. For a first time blowjob, she was really doing an excellent job. His hand reached her back as he admired the busty blonde beauty that was sucking on his cock.

His fingers brushed over the fabric of her gray shirt tight fitted over her back. At her front, her massive breasts were pressing into his leg, and he could feel the material of her shirt trying to push its way into his skin. 

As he rubbed her back, his eyes drifted over to her huge boobs up front. The big orbs were drilling holes into his leg with their hard nipples, and they jiggled into him as she sucked him off. He licked his lips as his hand rubbed its way from her back to her side, making a beeline for the busty DDs that were jutting out from her body.

Brittany was focused on sucking his dick as the coach's hand reached out for her huge tits, ready to cop a feel...

"I guess you don't want that blowjob." Brooke said.

Coach Blue immediately turned to her, as did Brittany (although she continued to suck on his dick).

Brooke had been watching as Coach Blue's eyes had filled with greed and his attention had been caught by Brittany's massive beauties.

"No touching." She reminded him.

Coach Blue immediately pulled his hands back to their former positions on top of his couch as Brooke through him a cold, penetrating stare.

"Damn!" he thought.

But he was not distraught for long; Brooke reached for the bottom of his shaft as Brittany was sucking up the rest. Brittany felt her tug at the dick in her mouth and she immediately pulled her mouth off it.

Brooke brought the cock over to her, dripping wet, as Brittany let it slip out from her hot mouth. 

Brittany rested her hand on the coach's thigh, her big boobs still pressed against his leg as Brooke now began her turn at dick sucking.

Unlike Brittany, Brooke took him into her mouth almost immediately.

Coach Blue felt his whole body wake up as Brooke began sucking on him like an air hose. 

The sensation was incredible. It was as though she were trying to swallow him but couldn't, and every time she failed she would simply try again. 

But the sensation only lasted a short while as Brooke ran out of steam. The awesome sucking storm she had begun now turned to a calm relaxing series of rain as she slowed her pace, and her vigor. 

Coach Blue breathed as Brooke blew him into relaxation, his dick throbbing in her mouth as she stabbed at it with short, quick breaths. 

As Brooke bathed his cock he stared down at Brittany's huge globes. They were pressed against his leg, pushing into him...teasing him. His attention then turned to Brooke's massive melons. They were draped around he left leg at the knee, the material of her shirt giving him a slight burning feeling. 

He breathed as Brooke's boobs teased his leg, her mouth still sucking on his rock hard prick. 

He spread his left leg out further, and the tit that had been pushing its way around his leg now rejoined it sister on the inside. 

Brooke put a hand on his leg and pushed herself up, giving her some more support as she sucked on his cock. She felt it harden in her mouth as the coach's gaze focused on her massive orbs.

They were so big.

Coach Blue could see them bulging through her tight top as if they were trying to rip the whole thing open. His mouth began to water as he knew that there was no bra underneath, and the only thing separating him from Brooke's giant hooters as she sucked on his cock was a thin gray practice shirt...which he purposely made all his girls wear.

On his right, Brittany's big jugs were bouncing and jiggling the same way Brooke's giant utters were jiggling between his legs. Brittany's boobs pressed into his leg tighter as Brooke sucked on his dick harder, and then he felt Brooke's right melon press into the inner part of his leg. Both of these babes' huge racks were now pressing into him; he now had two pairs of heaving tits bouncing and jiggling against his legs.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 15



As Brooke's massive tit brushed against his leg he placed a hand on her shoulder, and his other hand on Brittany's back. He began rubbing them simultaneously.

Brooke's eyes wandered up to him in warning, and she pulled his rod from her mouth to speak.

Coach Blue looked down at her huge tits, which were still jiggling between his legs. He couldn't believe how big and massive they were. Brooke was going on with her warning as though the big, beautiful boobs she wielded were no big deal; as if it were common place for a girl her age to have such a busty, ripe rack. It drove Coach Blue crazy knowing that she didn't care that there were women much older than she and much more flat-chested that would kill to have the big, full breasts she had obtained. But that thought soon left his mind as he re-read the letters running across her chest, the letters which spelled "Breastford." It was astonishing how much of the letters were obscured by her vast, abundant rack. 

His eyes, as well as his thoughts, were soon filled with Brooke's busty rack. The big bazooms pressed and pushed against the thin fabric of her shirt, teasing him with their overwhelming mass so soft and round, making him feel insignificant in the presence of her busty planets. So warm...so bouncy...such big, juicy melons...barely ripe on this busty teenage bombshell from Breastford...

"FUCK!" Coach Blue cursed.

Brooke stopped talking as she held the angry coach's dick in her hand. She looked up at him with a scared expression.

"I can't take this anymore!" Coach Blue said.

He sat up and began propping forward, causing Brooke to lean backward as his weight came up off the couch.

Brittany shuffled back as Coach Blue began to stand. She fell back and threw her hands down on the floor to catch herself, as though she'd been pushed. 

Brooke's eyes went wide as she stared at Coach Blue standing up in front of her. Soon she was staring at his pelvis as he stood at full attention, his cock and balls dangling just an inch from her face. She felt so much smaller on her knees, with this full grown-man standing up in front of her.

"Hey!" she said, shaking his hands off her shoulders. "What are you doing?"

Coach Blue's hands flew off her body for a brief second, but they soon retaliated...and with a tighter grip. She struggled to shake them off, but couldn't. His hands were nearly around her back now.

Coach Blue was now standing comfortably, his rock hard cock pointing up at her neck between her face and chest; the two bras dangling from the base of his cock now level with the busty blonde's huge rack. He managed to keep the struggling Brooke at bay with one hand while his other hand went to his cock. He stared down at the massive rack that was directly below it.

Brooke felt his hand traveling to the upper part of her back. She struggled to shake it off as he held his dick with his other hand, poised and pointed at her neck as the shaft hovered just a few centimeters from the middle of her chest – her cleavage.

Coach Blue licked his lips as he gently pulled Brooke towards him, but Brooke retaliated and pulled herself back. The two stayed in a tug-of-war for a few seconds before Coach Blue finally broke the cycle. He stared down at the word "Breastford" stretched across the blonde's huge chest, and his eyes were once again filled with greed.

"Why don't you give me a proper welcome into 'Breastford'?" he asked.

And with that he pulled Brooke towards him with such strength that it ended the tug-of-war they were playing with her tits, and the huge 36DDs collided with his shaft as he pressed it against her busty hooters.

He was immediately awestruck.

The cool fabric of her gray shirt did nothing to calm his raging erection; it was entirely focused on the huge balloons underneath. They pressed into his shaft involuntarily, their natural bulge trying to swallow it into their cleavage. 

His head was tilted up as Brooke struggled to get free below him; her big boobs jiggling against his cock through their cloth prison. Her motions only caused them to bounce even more, coaxing a smile from Coach Blue. He looked down at his cock pressing into the tops of her big boobs; those massive mammaries pressing into his crotch region poking at him with their nipples. 

Brooke was offended by the man standing before her; his disgusting penis jutting against her beautiful rack. She could feel his hand rubbing the small of her back.

"Let me go!" she said. "Let me loose!"

"Yeah..." Coach Blue moaned as his hand found the bottom of her shirt. "Let's let 'em loose..."

As Brooke jerked around trying to break free, she felt her shirt being lifted off her back. Soon it was being lifted around her chest, where it had some difficulty. 

"Fuck!" Coach Blue cursed as he struggled with the obstacle of lifting her shirt over her huge melons. He feared Brooke would break loose if he didn't do something drastic. Frustrated, he jerked the shirt up with great force. There was a ripping sound as he felt the fabric brush up and over his aching prick, and soon Brooke's massive hooters bounced free and pressed into his cock. 

Coach Blue moaned as he felt the giant bags of flesh bugling against him, one giant melon on either half of his dick as it rested on the large crevice of her cleavage. 

"Yeah...fucking huge tits..." Coach Blue moaned as Brooke's boobs continued to bounce and jiggle into his cock while she struggled to break free. "I've wanted to have these babies around my cock for a long time now..."

Coach Blue moved his hand to Brooke's back and pulled her into him, forcing her to arch and press her big boobs against his cock even tighter. With his other hand he grabbed hold of his cock and bucked his hips forward, slowly and forcefully shoving his entire cock into her cleavage.

Brittany watched in horror as Coach Blue penetrated Brooke's tits. She could tell he was in ecstasy as her busty friend's big boobs swallowed him up...

Brooke breathed heavy, trying to catch her breath as Coach Blue slid his cock up between her tits as far as it would go. He managed to poke his head through her cleavage, as well as a very small portion of his shaft.

Coach Blue could feel Brooke's massive jugs moving up and down with her breathing as he slid his cock back down between them. She was breathing hard and heavy, and the fast pace of her breaths was causing her massive boobs to rise and fall around his cock. He moaned as he basked between them. It had been so long since he felt a pair boobs this big surrounding him, since he felt the soft flesh of a busty woman surrounding his hard cock. He couldn't believe he was actually going to titfuck Brooke Biguns and her big...

"Ohhhhh fuuuuuck...." He moaned as Brooke's titflesh enclosed around the tip. He had a big boob bulging around either side of his cock...and he was loving it.

"Damn, Brooke..." he moaned. "Your tits are so big they're swallowing up my entire dick. They really do make my cock look like a toothpick."

At this, Brooke began trying to break free again...this time with a vengeance.

"Oh shit..." Coach Blue moaned.

Her extreme struggling caused her massive utters to bounce and jiggle around him like crazy. Her giant tits bounced on his dick and brushed his shaft like they had a mind of their own.

"Fuck yes!" Coach blue said as he began thrusting his cock between her boobs, fucking her tits. 

His cock slid up and down between her huge tits so fast that it caused them to make slapping noises with each and every thrust. Soon the room was filled with the sound of her bouncing melons.

Brooke tried desperately to get loose of the coach's grip, but she only made her boobs jiggle even more and enhanced the titfuck. She could feel her bra rubbing up against her stomach, and although she couldn't see which bra it was she could see the straps from both flailing wildly under her big rack as Coach Blue furiously busted through her cleavage. She could feel the coach's hard cock throbbing between her tits. Each time it throbbed it pressed into her abundant titflesh and made her boobs jiggle just a little bit more. She could make out every detail of the coach's cock as it slid between her ultra-sensitive hooters...

The tip of Coach Blue's cock slid passed her boobs and into the shirt, which was still bunched on the busty teen's chest. Coach Blue quickly took hold of the shirt and bunched it together around her neck, her chest keeping it in place so he could watch those busty knockers bounce as he titfucked her big, juicy melons. He didn't want any obstacles preventing his cock from romping through these busty mountains; from hiking through these hooters.

Brooke had had her head tilted back, a few inches away from her coach's abs, but she now tilted it forward to give her neck a rest from all the struggling it had been doing. Realizing that the struggling was only enhancing the coach's fun, she decided to stop altogether. She had given up trying to break free; Coach Blue was simply too strong. In her mind, she decided that it was smart to let him have his way so they could be out of here in the quickest amount of time. But in her heart...

"That's a good girl." Coach Blue said as Brooke stopped trying to shake him off.

He slowed his titfucking of her enormous melons to a stop, and then he pulled his cock out of her cleavage and began slapping the tops of her breasts with them. 

Brooke simply stared at his cock as it slapped her heaving breasts, causing her big rack to bounce with every slap. Her boobs would jiggle and then fall back into place, only to start jiggling again with more vigor. She avoided looking at Coach Blue as he dickslapped her big hooters.

"Fuck yes..." Coach Blue moaned as he rubbed his cock all over Brooke's busty rack. "Look at those things bounce..."

His attention now turned to Brittany as he rubbed the head of his cock over Brooke's nipples. They poked into his shaft as he pressed it against her big hooters.

Brittany had been watching, in shock, as Coach Blue had pounded her best friend's tits; her own bra rubbing against her friend's stomach as it dangled from their coach's dick. She had been watching from the side. Below Brooke's chest she had seen both of the DD bras flailing wildly with Coach Blue's fucking. Above her chest she had seen the head of her coach's dick appear and reappear from between her best friend's tits. 

She looked to Brooke, who threw her a defeated look. When she turned to look at Coach Blue, his eyes were staring directly at her big tits.

Accepting defeat, Brittany did not take her eyes off Coach Blue as she began to strip off her top. She pulled her shirt up and over her chest from the bottom with some difficulty, and soon her massive bust-balloons were heaving in front of Coach Blue's greedy eyes in all their glory.

Coach Blue was still rubbing his cock on Brooke's boobs as he stared at Brittany's bare-chested rack and licked his lips. 

"Those hooters look ready to burst!" he said. 

Brittany was still looking at him as she shuffled closer.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue moaned as he slid his dick across Brooke's chest. "That's what I like to see."

Brooke rested her arms under her rack and stared down at Coach Blue's dick as it slid across the tops of her giant breasts. 

"Fuck yeah...." Coach Blue moaned as he stared at Brittany's boobs, his mouth watering. "I'm gonna fuck those hooters."

Brooke simply nodded in the affirmative, and Coach Blue slid his cock across and off her busty rack. 

He took a step to the side and turned slightly so that he was facing Brittany. He grabbed his dick and began rubbing it across the tops of her giant globes just as he had done with Brooke. 

Brittany watched his dick slide across her rack. It felt so veiny and bumpy on her smooth skin.

Coach Blue then started to dickslap her big tits, making them bounce and jiggle just as Brooke's had done. He did one huge tit at a time, enjoying the way each melon jiggled even after he'd stopped slapping it. He then guided his cock over the crevice where her breasts met and began slapping it right in the middle, trying to dickslap both big boobs at the same time. 

The slapping grew harder and faster, and more prolonged until he slapped with such force that his hard member made her boobs give way and it sank into the flesh between them.

"Ahhhhhh....." he moaned as the tip of his cock was enveloped by her lovely and abundant breast-flesh.

"Goddamn...look at those hooters." He said as he let go of his dick and grabbed hold of Brittany's hue rack from either boob.

He sank his fingers into her warm flesh and began squeezing her big boobs as best he could, feeling them bulging into his hands and overwhelming them with boob-flesh.

"God these babies are soft..." he said as he squeezed them together around his cock.

He pushed forward and pressed his dick further into her cleavage, until his shaft could no longer be seen. Her big boobs surrounded his entire shaft, and all that could be seen was the tip of his cock penetrating her cleavage.

"Damn, you girls have some amazing tits!" he said, as Brittany's huge boobs jiggled around his cock. "Both pairs can swallow me up like a toothpick. Are they the same size?"

The two blondes were deathly silent. When neither girl answered, Coach Blue craned his neck trying to see under Brittany's huge rack, and his cock. When it proved impossible, he bent over slightly.

"Excuse me, ladies." He said, giving Brittany's big boobs a squeeze as he reached below them.

Brittany could feel Coach Blue's had brushing passed her stomach as his cock protruded from between her huge tits. Hers, like Brooke's, were also super-sensitive. They could make out every bump and vein in the coach's cock and convey that information back to her. He had a rough and rugged piece of equipment...

Her thoughts were interrupted as Coach Blue finally got what he'd been reaching for: their bras. He held them out to the side of both he and Brittany, and her face was just about level with them. He twisted and turned them in his hands until he found the tags he was looking for.

"DDAMN!" he said, unbelieving. "36DD! Double damn!"

He let the bras drop once again and once again took hold of Brittany's breasts and squeezed them together around his cock.

"How's it feel to have my hard cock between your big DD's, Brittany?" he asked

Brittany only looked up at him as if he already knew the answer.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue said, getting more comfortable as he repositioned himself between Brittany's big tits. "Time to fuck this Bust."

Brittany's boobs began to bounce as Coach Blue bucked his hips up from under them, penetrating her gigantic rack with his penis. The bulbous beauties bulged around his cock relentlessly as they brushed up and down his hard shaft. 

"Oomph!" Brittany yelped as Coach Blue pounded her big boobs.

She had looked down into her cleavage several times in the past, just like every other girl, getting dressed and what not. When she looked down now, however, she saw a man's penis jutting through... and the tip of his cock reappearing, and then disappearing only to reappear again.

Coach Blue squeezed her massive melons around his cock as it slid through them. They had a different feel from the pair he had fucked earlier, but it was a good feel all the same. 

Soon, Brittany's bouncing boobs became a blur of titflesh as Coach Blue increased the pace of his fucking. He was humping her tits like a man possessed, and the room was once again filled with the sound of big, beautiful, bouncing boobs. 

Brittany looked over at Brooke as her giant funbags bounced up and down on Coach Blue's cock. The bottom of her shirt was still atop her huge chest, and she had a look frozen on her face that said she was humiliated and out of ideas. 

She looked up at Coach Blue, who was lost in his own world as he had his head tilted toward the ceiling, and her rack gave a shocking jump as he kicked it into high gear. She was brought back to the situation at hand as her big boobs almost jumped up to her face, catching her attention. Each time Coach Blue pumped his cock between her massive hooters she felt more and more aware that there was a cock between her beautiful tits. Soon she was feeling shy and humiliated, (the same way Brooke was feeling, no doubt), and for a brief second it dawned on her that this must've been how Coach Blue felt when he was around them. But now...now she was around him. Her boobs were literally pressed together around his entire shaft, and Coach Blue was anything but humiliated.

Brittany's huge tits were bulging around his prick. It was shocking how easy it was to wrap them around it; although Brittany and Brooke were about the same age, Brittany gave off a younger vibe. Her warm flesh trapped his hard shaft as he squeezed the monstrous orbs in his hands, his hard cock contrasting her big, soft tits perfectly.

He looked down just in time to see Brittany looking back up at him with a look of innocence in her eyes as her massive 36DDs bounced and jiggled on his hard cock. The head of his cock stared back at him as he slid it up and down in her cleavage; her big boobs literally bulging around his shaft.

He turned to Brooke, who was now looking at him with that same look as well. His gaze turned to her big breasts as he continued to pound Brittany's bulging jugs, and his hands left her boobs to reach for his cock.

He pulled out from Brittany's busty cleavage (watching them bounce back into place as his cock slid through them) and turned to Brooke. He positioned himself in front of her once again and slid his cock between her enormous breasts for the second time.

This time Brooke assumed a small amount of control by placing her hands over her large tits, keeping them in place as they bounced up and down on her coach's hard dick. 

Coach Blue ran a hand through her blonde hair, toying with her head as he slid his cock up and down between the valley of her big boobs. Brooke started to bounce her boobs on him harder, meeting his thrusting and increasing the pace of their busty titfuck. Coach Blue's hands dropped to the shirt around her neck, for no other reason than he was lost in a world of boobs and could not think of anything else to do with his hands. After a while, he reached down to Brooke's bouncing melons and brushed her hands away, assuming their positions with his own. He gripped her boobs with enthusiasm as they continued to heave around his dick; large amounts of titflesh jutting between his fingers as he squeezed and fondled her big, busty jugs.

Brooke leaned back as Coach Blue had his way with her tits; her hands in the air by his legs. She looked down at his cock and her big tits as her chest was bounced over and over again...

Coach Blue let out a loud grunt, and then he pulled his cock from Brooke's busty cleavage and retreated from the soft, warm confines of her funbags. In one quick motion he turned to Brittany's large boobs and began dickslapping them repeatedly. He watched them bounce and jiggle for a few seconds before shoving his cock between them and giving them a reason to bounce. 

Brittany was a little confused, as Coach Blue did not immediately grab hold of her breasts like he did the first time. Instead his hands went to her back and began rubbing her shoulders in a caring manner. She brought her hands to her boobs slowly, and did just as Brooke had done. She gripped her big tits and swallowed her coach's cock between them...letting him really fuck her tits.

Coach Blue moaned in pleasure as he felt Brittany's big boobs bulging around his cock the same way Brooke's pair had.

Brittany's face was level with her coach's stomach, but her eyes were staring down at her big boobs as she focused on bouncing them up and down. She could see the head of his cock through her cleavage as he fucked her tits, and she began to meet his thrusting the same way her busty friend had done. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 15



Soon Coach Blue tightened his grip on her shoulders, and she felt one hand travel to her back. She continued to bounce her big boobs on his cock as she now felt both his hands on her back. He pulled her into him so that her boobs bulged out against his body obscenely. Her face was just an inch away from his stomach, and she could smell the aroma of sweat as she struggled to continue bouncing her big boobs on him. 

Coach Blue had his head pointed at the ceiling as he kept the busty blonde's huge rack pinned against his crotch. He was banging her boobs with a vengeance as she managed to grip and bounce her boobs despite the close proximity.

"Oh...God!" he moaned.

He quickly pulled out from between Brittany's tits and turned back to Brooke. He forced his dick back into her cleavage and fucked her tits for a few minutes. He then took his dick out from between Brooke's huge melons and turned back to Brittany's busty rack. He quickly pushed his cock between them and humped her big melons for a few seconds before turning back to Brooke and shoving his cock back between her jugs.

"I'm going to nut!" he exclaimed.

Brooke looked up at her coach with mixed expressions on her face as he thrust his cock into her cleavage and pounded her tits. 

She had always pictured the way guys came, and she related it to substance filled bottles...of a sort. One way she pictured it was similar to opening a bottle, then pointing it outward horizontally and shaking it back and forth. The contents would sort of...fling out, little by little. It was quite messy the way she thought of it, but it was nothing she could not handle.

Brittany had shared with her a more modest idea of the male climax. She had compared to shaking a bottle of, then standing it upright and opening it. The contents would fizz out slowly, but continuously...until the bottle was drained. Brooke pictured this climax to be a bit messier, but at least she would not get any on her beautiful face.

Her newest comparison - like opening a bottle that had been shaken extensively, then holding your thumb over the opening and spraying it out relentlessly, over the unsuspecting.

And that was just the beginning. At some point your thumb could slip, and when it did the bottle would continue to erupt like a geyser, only now the spray was more of a stream.

She felt Coach Blue's dick stop sliding between her boobs abruptly as he stopped fucking her tits. For a brief second, he seemed content to let his dick bask between her big, meaty melons. So much so that Brooke wondered what was wrong and, out of curiosity, looked down at his cock as the head stayed put over the tops of her breasts.

It was throbbing harder than it had before, and more prolonged. She felt it give one huge throb before stopping completely, then she saw it retreat so that it leveled out with her boobs, and a split second later she realized what was happening.

She didn't even have time to turn her head as it began to erupt like a geyser. Her face was immediately sprayed with semen and she coughed as she felt his dick cock itself over and over again, delivering shot after shot of hot, sticky cum straight to her exposed face and on her big tits like a shotgun.

"YESSSSS!" Coach blue moaned as he throbbed between Brooke's busty hooters and came all over them. He gripped his spouting cock at the base as it continued to spray Brooke's face and big tits and in one quick motion pulled it out from between her massive melons and guided it to Brittany's without wasting a drop.

Brittany was in shock from the disgusting sight as she watched Coach Blue's erupting cock make a beeline for her. She was paralyzed with fear and before she knew it Coach Blue was shoving his rapidly-firing cock between her giant 36DDs. Her face was immediately sprayed with cum, and her neck and tits became drenched just like Brooke. She could feel Coach Blue's cock unleashing itself from between her big breasts, and she had no idea when it would end.

To her satisfaction, Coach Blue pulled out from between her melons just as his cock cannon reached its highest point. 

He stood back, between the two hotties, and alternated between pointing his dick at their busty racks and unleashing his load on them. He would point at Brooke's DD chest and fire a few shots of hot sticky semen at her tits, then turn to Brittany's busty beauties and fire a few shots at her DDs.

Coach Blue was aiming at their heaving tits and stroking his cock as if it was a shotgun and their boobs were big, giant targets. The girls were shocked and disgusted as their huge tits took shot after shot of jizz from Coach Blue's cannon.

As the last few shots flew from his cock, he made sure to get some in their hair. When it was apparent that the rest was just going to leak out he stepped forward into Brooke's busty cleavage and humped her tits for a few seconds as a few drops of jizz leaked out and drizzled down on to her big tits.

He then pulled out and buried his cock between Brittany's busty melons. He humped her hooters for a few moments while the last few drops drizzled out and on to her, just as they had drizzled on to Brooke. 

He alternated between each girl's busty pair, giving both 36DD racks a few final humps and making sure to drain his cock dry over their big tits.

When he was finished, he pulled out from between their big melons and stood between them stroking his cock and admiring the damage he had done to them. Both girls were drenched in his seed from head to stomach, including their hair, faces, necks, and big tits. Whatever managed to get passed their mountain-sized melons was on the floor – a few drops.

He finished surveying the damage and collapsed on the couch.

As he lied there, catching his breath, Brooke and Brittany were wiping what they could off of their faces and big tits, trying to get themselves clean. 

"Ohhh...god....oh my god...fuck..." Coach Blue moaned in relief. "You babes have some fucking big hooters."

The girls looked at each other slightly confused as they had no idea what to say or do. They then turned to Coach Blue as he repositioned himself on the couch so he could view them better. 

Coach Blue looked down at the two busty teens, who were still on their knees holding their cum-drenched racks up with their skinny arms.

"I'm gonna need to see you busty babes here in my office again – same time tomorrow." He said. "Tomorrow, the next day, the day after that...I'll let you know from there. From now on, you girls are my DD Duo."

The two topless teens looked up at him with worry in their eyes.

"Alright, fine." Coach Blue said to them. "We'll work on the name later."

The girls slumped their shoulders.

Coach Blue gripped his cock, which was already starting to throb from their big tits.

"You girls better get out of here, before I get hard again."

They gave each other a quick glance, and then immediately began standing up. They turned and hurried to the door, their petite arms and hands doing nothing to cover up their huge, soaked hooters.

Brooke turned back around.

"Um...." She began. "Coach?"

Coach Blue looked at her rack to let her know it had his full attention.

"We...kinda need our shirts..." she said.

Coach Blue lightly stroked his cock as he stared at her big tits. A few moments later he snapped out of it.

"Right." He said. 

He hunched over and picked the two shirts from off the ground. He tossed them to the girls, who were so nervous they dropped them. His cock throbbed as he watched the two busty teens bend over to pick up their shirts. He had a great view of both their cleavages...

His hand wandered to his dick, and the two bras that were still dangling from it. He pulled them away from his boner and held them each by the strap, letting the 36DD cups dangle in full view. He then brought the cups to his face and buried his face in one of them, filling his nose with the intoxicating aroma.

"I'm going to hang on to these." He said. "A memento."

The girls held their shirts to their chests in an effort to shield them from sight as they watched Coach Blue fling their bras across the room to his desk. They slid across the hard surface and fell off the edge into an open drawer...where they stayed.

Just as Brooke was turning the doorknob she felt Brittany nudge her in the back. She looked up, and saw that Coach Blue was getting up off the couch...and his eyes were locked on their chests.

Both girls hurriedly reached for the doorknob and turned it. They yanked the door open and tried to exit simultaneously, their big boobs pushing and shoving against each other as they did so. They took one last look at Coach Blue, who was stepping towards them, before exiting the room for good and slamming the door behind them.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 16



"Coach Blue!"

Coach Blue stopped walking as he thought he heard someone shouting his name. He turned around and peered down the hallway for a few seconds before realizing that it had come from the office he had just walked by.

"Steven?"

He stuck his head through the open door and saw that Evelyn Evers and Paula Swanson were trying to get his attention.

"Evelyn..." Coach Blue said as he stepped inside. "I was in such a hurry I guess I didn't notice your office."

"That's quite alright." Evelyn said from behind her desk.

Coach Blue couldn't help but notice her cleavage as her big boobs pressed against her desk.

"I trust everything is going well?" Evelyn asked.

Coach Blue nodded.

"Absolutely." He said. "I love it!"

He stopped as he saw the somewhat distressed faces on the two women.

"That is I...errr, I've had no....uhhh....problems? Yup!" He said with a quick smile. "No problems whatsoever."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Paula asked of him.

Coach Blue peered down at her. She had her back to him, but her head was turned and she was staring at him with eyes like that of a strict school teacher. Coach Blue noticed that she, like Evelyn, had her cleavage exposed.

"What's that?" Coach Blue asked.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Paula asked again. "Classes have long since been over. The girls tell me you like to hold after school practices, but I suspect those should be over as well."

Coach Blue looked from woman to woman. They were both looking at him, expecting an answer.

"Well, I..." he began. "I, err, have a few...or a couple...of things that I need to...ummm...do."

"Have the girls been progressing?" Evelyn asked.

Coach Blue turned his attention to her.

"Oh, yeah!" Coach Blue said. "More than you know."

"Well, terrific." Evelyn responded. "Be sure that they work on their ball-handling skills. I want no areas left unhindered."

Coach Blue grinned.

"That's an excellent note, Miss Evers." He said. "By the time I'm through with them the girls will know exactly how to handle my- err, the school's- err, my balls."

"Yes, well." Evelyn nodded. "See that they do. And see to it that they're second to none. I want my girls to do lots of bouncing."

"So do I..." Coach Blue said as his mind began to wander.

Both Paula and Evelyn looked at each other as they seemed to have lost Coach Blue entirely.

"Steven!" Paula yelled.

"Oh! Right. Yes?" Coach Blue responded, stepping out of his daze.

"Steven," Paula said. "You've got a little something..."

She gestured to her mouth to show him what she meant.

"Oh!" Coach Blue said. He wiped his hand across his mouth and realized he'd been drooling. His hand was now covered in drool. He quickly finished up and got back to the conversation.

"Don't you worry, Miss Evers." He said. "I'll make sure these girls bounce their basketballs so much that they'll be sweating and panting by the time I'm finished with them."

Then they politely said their good-byes and Coach Blue left the room.

"Where were we?" Evelyn asked of Paula as soon as Coach Blue was out of ear shot.

"You were just confirming the quantity of the order?" Paula answered.

"Oh yes, yes." Evelyn said. "That reminds me. Have you decided on a name?"

"Yes, I have." Paula answered. "It's called 'StaminaX.'"

"How fitting." Evelyn said. "Well, if that is all..."

They shook hands as Paula stood up to leave. 

"Paula!" Evelyn stopped her just as she was about to exit.

"Yes?" Paula asked.

"Why did you need confirmation?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Paula answered. "Just a simple math error."

Evelyn nodded in acknowledgement, and then Paula turned and left.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Wait!" Brittany called after her friend. "Brooke! We need to talk about this!"

As she ran, her boobs bounced under her clothing. They slowed as she came to a stop next to her busty friend. 

"No, we don't!" Brooke replied.

She and Brittany were once again dressed in their practice clothing after hours. They were beginning to feel more comfortable in their school-issued clothing than in their street clothes, and they both felt far away from home when they didn't have the word "Breastford" printed on them somewhere.

"Just tell me what the plan is!" Brittany urged.

"There is no plan." Brooke answered.

Brittany stopped walking for a second, but she quickly sprang back into motion to catch up to her friend as they made their way through the empty gym.

"What do you mean??" Brittany asked in a whisper.

"I don't know." Brooke said. "There's, I mean, there is a plan, I just haven't thought of it yet."

"Well, don't you think you should do so...quickly?!"

"Look, I know, I'm trying!" Brooke said. "But look, right now there's not much we can do."

Brittany didn't say a word.

"We can't risk anyone finding out." Brooke said. "I mean, can you imagine if Nina knew what was going on? Or the committee?"

A worried look ran across Brittany's face.

"See?" Brooke said. "This is something we're going to have to fix by ourselves. 

"But I don't-"

"I know." Brooke stopped her.

The two girls turned to the door they were now standing beside.

"Maybe we'll luck out?" Brittany asked.

Brooke threw her friend a hopeless expression, then she opened the door and the two of them stepped into Coach Blue's office.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

He was taking a swig of water when they entered the room. As soon as he saw them he threw the sports bottle aside. It flew a few feet and landed on the soft cushions of the couch. The sound it made indicated that it was still quite full.

The girls immediately noted the small bulge in his shorts. It was hard to miss, as he was standing upright against the front of his desk. They also noted how it had jumped once they entered the room.

Brooke quickly averted her eyes and tried to make eye contact with her coach, but his eyes were already moving up and down her and her friend's busty bodies.

Brittany felt used and awkward when Coach Blue licked his lips after eye-humping her 36DD chest.

"Coach?" Brooke spoke up finally. "Brittany and I were just wondering if it was absolutely necessary, err, I mean, if we absolutely have to-"

"Come here." Coach Blue said, interrupting her.

A look of surprise ran over Brooke's face.

"What she's trying to say," Brittany said. "is that we don't really want-"

"Come here..." Coach Blue repeated.

The two teens looked at each other a little awkwardly. Neither one wanted to comply.

Coach Blue looked up at the ceiling briefly and rolled his eyes. When he brought his head back down he ran his forearm over his mouth to get some of the moisture off. Then he looked at the two big-busted blondes in front of him.

"You don't understand." He said. "I've been waiting all day to play with those basketballs. I was thinking about them all day. And now, I'm going to play with them."

The girls threw each other questioning looks, and neither girl liked the other's answer.

"Now..." Coach Blue said, holding out his arms. "Come here..."

The girls awkwardly stepped forward, the way an innocent man walked toward the electric chair. 

Brittany got to him first, and he quickly reached around her small waist and pulled her toward and into him. His right hand shot out at lightning speed a split-second later, where it pulled Brooke Biguns into him by her waist as well.

Neither girl struggled as they felt Coach Blue's hands on their small waists. Brittany's body shivered as Coach Blue started rubbing her waist with his rugged hand. She noticed Brooke's body stiffen up, just as she did so as well; albeit slightly involuntary. At least she was going through the same thing...

As their bodies stiffened, both girls instinctively arched their backs in an effort to get away from the tickling sensation his hands were exerting on them. Their chests ballooned out and Coach Blue smiled as they pressed into him. He slid his hands down their waists and rested them on each girl's luscious rear. His fingers sank into the skin-tight blue shorts they were wearing. 

The girls were flabbergasted. Their eyes bugged out as they felt Coach Blue's hands all over their butts.

Coach Blue was looking down at their tits and smiling as his fingers prodded their fleshy buns. His hands caressed and squeezed the round lumps of flesh through their gym shorts, forcing the girls to thrust their chests into him. He had a bun from each girl in both hands as their huge tits poked and prodded his chest with their nipples. All four of the round, busty orbs rubbed against him as he sank his fingers into their soft butt-meat.

He looked from Brooke's huge tits to her face, which was just now recovering from the shock of his hand on her butt. He quickly made eye contact and then his head dove down and kissed her square on the lips. 

Surprised once more, Brooke began a series of high pitched moans; indicating that she did not approve of this. Her arms began flailing for a brief moment, but they soon stopped as she opted to just let it happen. With her eyes wide open, she stared over at Brittany – who was simply looking on as though she were watching someone get mugged on the street.

At last, Coach Blue's tongue slid out of her mouth and she could breathe again. 

But Coach Blue did not rest as he turned to Brittany and began giving her the same treatment. Brittany had her eyes half open as she felt Coach Blue's lips against her own. She even flicked his tongue with hers when she felt it enter her mouth. Their make-out session lasted a bit longer, but when it was over Brittany felt that her friend didn't have the same desire to stop. She barely had time to think; however, as she felt Coach Blue's hand leave her butt and reach for her hand. He gripped her small hand with his own and guided it down to the bulge in his shorts. She quickly got the idea and began squeezing it rapidly and awkwardly.

"Whoa whoa!" Coach Blue stopped her. He looked her in the eyes. "Slow it down." 

Brittany did as he requested and slowed down the motion of her hand. Soon Coach Blue was relaxing in her soft grip as she coaxed moans and other sexual noises out of him.

"Yeah, that's it. Just like that..." he moaned.

With Brittany massaging his bulging prick, he turned back to Brooke and went in for a kiss. 

Brooke enthusiastically jumped in, wanting to get it over with as fast as she could. But Coach Blue had no intention of letting this end too quickly, and he showed this by continuing to squeeze and knead her perfect rear. His hand alternated between squeezing both of her buns as the two of them made out. Brittany's boobs pressed against him, and she could feel his bulge growing as his dick hardened in her soft hand.

He pulled his mouth off of Brooke's and flung his head toward the ceiling as he caught his breath. He could hear Brooke panting and taking big breaths; just as he now was. He spanked her ass enthusiastically, and then latched on to her left bun and began squeezing it repeatedly. He looked her in the eye, and then gestured to Brittany's hands on his cock. Brooke took the cue and immediately threw her hands on his chest to avoid stroking him. Her hands slid all over him in a sexual manner as Brittany continued to massage his cock through his shorts.

Brooke felt Coach Blue applying pressure to her butt, and then realized that he was pulling her closer to him. She had no choice but to comply, letting her busty blouse-bombs collide with him as she continued to rub his chest.

Coach Blue was in heaven as two busty babes gave him a rub down. They had their small, soft hands all over him; sandwiching him between their giant hooters. The ample mounds of flesh were jutting into him from either side...and he loved every minute of it.

"It's getting a little tight in here." Coach Blue said, turning Brittany's attention to his rock-hard cock, still throbbing in her small hand. "Brittany, be a good girl."

The busty blonde turned to her friend, but Brooke offered no reassurance as she focused on running her hands over Coach Blue's upper body. Brittany decided she couldn't blame her. If it was an option between his chest and his dick, she would much rather be doing his chest.

"Lucky slut." She thought.

Coach Blue felt Brittany's hands release him from their grip. His cock throbbed as it got its bearings. Brittany's small hands traveled to the band of his shorts, where she hooked a few fingers in and began tugging them down. She managed to pull the upper portion down and soon his cock sprang free.

Brooke glanced down with a mixed expression, but she quickly turned her attention back to the coach - and keeping him aroused.

Brittany had to crouch to pull his shorts completely off. As she did, she leaned into him and slid down his body. Coach Blue could feel her massive tits rubbing against him as they jiggled against his thigh. They rubbed his leg up and down, and caused him to moan as Brittany struggled to get his shorts off. When she finally did, she stood back up – her huge rack sliding up his body the entire way.

Coach Blue motioned for Brittany to continue with the massage, to her dismay. She had expected her and Brooke to switch places; leaving Brooke the tedious, and disgusting, task of touching the coach's enlarged organ. She sighed, but then slowly reached down to grab the coach's hard prick. As she wrapped her small fingers around it, she saw Brooke toss her a triumphant smile.

"Hmph." Brittany uttered, before turning her attention down to her hand and the coach's cock.

Coach Blue let out a very deep breath as he leaned backward against the desk. He wrapped his arms around either girl and placed a hand on each girl's perfectly shaped ass. His fingers sank into their soft buns as he once again pulled them towards him.

"Step closer." He said, lustfully and quickly. "Come closer. Bring those tits as close to me as you can."

The girls nodded, and then stepped into him; their long slender legs at ease as they contrasted the coach's now stiffened body. Their model like legs jutted out from their skin tight shorts, exposing so much skin and smoothness on either side of the coach's hairy legs.

"Fuck yes; push those tits into me..." Coach Blue said; his whole body straight as a board.

The girls did as they were told and dug their 36DD chests into the coach.

Coach Blue began to thrust forward instinctively, sliding his dick in and out of Brittany's grip; humping her hand. He continued to rub those gorgeous asses as he quickened the pace of the busty girl's handjob.

The girls' tits were bulging and heaving against his arms. He looked from each gorgeous pair to the other. Not even a minute had gone by before he was pushing them off him...

"I gotta see those tits!" he said, gesturing to their tops. "Take them off."

Brittany and Brooke stood a few feet in front of their coach, with slightly puzzled expressions. While Brooke was reluctant to obey, Brittany happily obliged as she would have done just about anything to take her hands off of him.

Coach Blue reached down and began stroking himself as he watched the two busty blondes rid themselves of their tops. Brittany gripped the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her blonde head, and Brooke also followed suit. Neither girl was looking at him or each other as they stripped in his office.

Soon Coach Blue was happily staring at two busty, blonde teens in their sports bras. Aside from those, the only other articles of clothing they had on were their socks, sneakers, and very short blue shorts. He noted how both girls were busy fixing their gray sports bras over their big boobs appropriately. He smiled at how even in the midst of all that was happening the two girls still cared enough about their appearance to do so.

Brooke was fixing the cups of her bra as Brittany ran a finger through her straps. Not long after, both girls were reaching around behind themselves...

"You want us to..." Brittany asked, gesturing to their bra straps as she and Brooke finally looked at their coach.

"No." Coach Blue said, letting his dick fall from his grasp. "No, leave the bras on."

The girls let their hands drop to their sides, as relaxed and calm as they could.

Coach Blue put his arms out and gestured for the two bra-clad beauties to join him.

Both girls stepped forward and took their previous positions with Brooke rubbing the coach's body and Brittany rubbing his cock; only this time they were doing it in their bras.

Coach Blue breathed heavy and grinned as the two busty blonde babes pushed their bras into him. He could feel the soft cushion of their big boobs through the encompassing fabric, and it was an arousing sensation. He turned to Brooke and the two engaged in a tongue battle. Brittany could hear the awkward smacks and noises of an all out make out session as she jerked the coach's cock. When it was over, Coach Blue turned to Brittany and they began making out just as he had done with Brooke.

Brooke only rubbed as her best friend and her coach made out in front of her, her big, big hooters jutting into him...

Coach Blue pulled his mouth away from Brittany's and held the two girls a few inches from him.

"Now I want you two to kiss." He said.

Brooke looked at Brittany and the two gave each other disgusted looks. But neither said a word as Coach Blue ran a hand against the backs of their blonde heads.

Simultaneously, each girl decided to do it quick and get it over with. They rushed into each other and pressed their lips together awkwardly. After a few seconds they tried to pull away but Coach Blue was holding them in place, wanting the show to last longer. Soon Coach Blue felt the girls stop trying to fight it, and he slowly pulled his hands away from them and let the two busty teens make out of their own accord.

"That's it..." he said as he watched the two big-titted beauties make out in their bras.

He quickly pulled his shirt up and over his head. The girls were only vaguely aware of what he was doing as their lips ran over each other, their mouths becoming like one as their tongues slid in and out of each other's hot mouth...

They felt something exerting pressure on their cheeks. And they glanced to the side to see Coach Blue trying to bury his face into theirs. The girls gave way and allowed him entrance, and the three of them engaged in a three way kiss and tongue battle. Coach Blue had no idea which girl's tongue was in his mouth at any given time, but he didn't care. He was making out with two busty hotties.

He pulled the two girls into him with force as he leaned backwards against his desk. The girls both turned to him and began assaulting his mouth with theirs. Brittany and Brooke were kissing, double teaming his mouth as though they wanted it, but in the back of his mind Coach Blue thought that they were just happy to be kissing a man again as opposed to another female. 

Coach Blue reached around the two blonde babes and placed a hand on their asses. He reached to each girl's far cheek and sank his fingers into their flesh, causing the girls to moan into his mouth as they dual-kissed him. 

He reached down passed the hem of their shorts to their smooth, silky legs and forced his hand between each model pair. He brought one leg from both girls up so that they were off the ground and pressed them into him, their knees colliding into his crotch. 

Brittany and Brooke both felt the coach's prick against their legs, and they quickly pulled them away. But Coach Blue brought them back and guided them beneath his dick, shielding his balls from sight behind their model-like legs. His cock slid across the crevice he had created, or rather, that the girls created with their legs when their knees crashed into each other. Each girl noted how their legs were now supporting their coach's cock, and it slowed down their double make-out a bit.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 16



Now that the girls were letting his cock rest on their legs, Coach Blue (reluctantly) slid his hands off their smooth legs and placed them, once again, on their perfect rears. He made sure to bask in the smoothness of their slender leg-skin as he did so. He squeezed their buns as he began to thrust his cock across their legs, enjoying how smooth their skin felt against his hard rod. 

The girls batted their eyes, but they continued to make out with their coach as he humped their legs. They double-teamed his mouth with two pairs of lips, and soon they felt his cock hardening against their smooth, model-like legs.

Coach Blue reached down between them and found his cock. He slapped it across the top of Brittany's leg, and then slid it across to the other side – Brooke's leg. He slid his dick across both legs, back and forth, before letting it take its place between both legs again.

"Grab it." Coach Blue said between kisses from both girls.

Both Brittany and Brooke immediately reached down and began jerking the coach's cock for him. They pushed their legs up as Brooke took it from the base and Brittany covered the head. Brittany then let go and helped Brooke stroke it from the base. 

Coach Blue moaned into the girls' mouths as he basked in the feeling of two hands jerking his cock while the head throbbed against two gorgeous legs. His hands went back to their asses and he took a bun from each girl and squeezed it to his heart's content.

Finally, he pulled his mouth away from the two busty blondes and the three caught their breath. They were breathing hard and panting as they all three recovered from the hot make out session they had had. 

As the girls breathed heavy Coach Blue stared down at their massive tits, which were threatening to rip their sports bras wide open as they moved up and down with their hard breathing. He looked from one busty pair of DDs to the other, admiring the neckline of both girls as they continued to jerk him off against their legs. Then, he saw that their nipples were hard, and they were clearly visible through their sports bras. His cock hardened as his lust for big busts took over.

He bent his head down and tried to bury it between Brittany's huge mountains, but to no avail. He then turned to Brooke's massive pair, but it was no use either. With each girl's ass in his hand, he forced them up and lowered his head - trying to level it with their busts. 

The girls were in surprise. They had been forced to let go of his dick, as they could no longer reach it.

"Shove those tits in my face!" Coach Blue yelped.

Brooke and Brittany paused for a moment as they took in the sudden change. Then, without warning, both girls thrust their chests forward and pressed their big hooters into their coach's face.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEES!" Coach Blue moaned as Brooke and Brittany pushed their huge tits together around his head.

He moaned inaudibly as their monstrous melons swallowed him whole, the material of their sports bras rubbing against his face. He ignored the heat and scraping from the fabric and focused on their big tits, which were heaving all over him. 

He turned his head from side to side, shoving it between both pairs of massive jugs as the two busty babes boob-battled over his head. Their huge tits bulged around either side of his face, trying to bury him in a busty, lovely dual-cleavage as each rack tried to out-push the other. Brittany's boobs bounced and jiggled on his left while Brooke's massive funbags heaved on his right. Both pairs were warm and inviting, keeping him hard with their soft and abundant piles of titflesh...

Coach Blue was panting as two pairs of giant jugs heaved and jiggled against his face. He motorboated both pairs, making sure that every inch of his face had been covered by their large, busty hooters. Their nipples prodded his cheeks and poked his eyes. He opened his mouth and tried to swallow as much of their tits as he could, one at a time, then two at a time, and so on. He sank his teeth into them and bit their nipples like a newborn baby.

The tits that were bouncing in his eyes couldn't belong to teenagers. 

But they did.

These busty teens had managed to grow huge, juicy pairs of melons that would make any full grown woman jealous. They would make any full grown man cum in his pants...and yet here he was. And here they were...bouncing into his face in all their ripeness.

He gripped their buns tightly and shook the girls so that their huge tits bounced and jiggled into his face with vigor. 

Brittany felt something wet hit her leg as her big tits jiggled into Coach Blue's face. 

Coach Blue rubbed their asses as their heaving melons continued to swallow him up. Precum was leaking from his dick on to their bare legs. Their tits were daring him not to cum...

"Take......offf....."

Coach Blue was trying to say something, but his speech was muffled by the two pairs of heaving hooters in his face.

"What?" Brooke asked.

"Take them off!" Coach Blue said, pushing the girls back and gesturing to their bras.

"Oh." Brittany said.

She and Brooke reached behind themselves and unfastened their bras. They came off with a snap, and soon both girls were pulling their bras up and over their heads. 

Coach Blue's eyes lit up as the two pairs of massive tits finally bounced free. They filled his eyes like targets...big, juicy, heaving targets. He looked as though he were going to cry when he put his arms out this time.

"Come..." he whimpered.

Once again, the girls walked over to him. As soon as they were near Coach Blue had his hands and mouth all over their tits. He took Brooke's huge pair in his hands and squeezed her big, juicy melons repeatedly. He made sure his hands were filled with her busty titflesh before turning his head and licking Brittany's huge orbs. 

He couldn't exactly put them in his mouth, so he turned back to Brooke and forced his mouth over one of her jiggling tits. He sucked on it for a full minute before flicking the nipple with his tongue. This caused Brooke to arch her back and moan, shoving more of the engorged melon into her coach's mouth. Coach Blue was smiling as Brooke's huge tits pushed into his face. He had no choice but to let her left tit fall from his mouth as her entire rack heaved over him. He buried his face right in her cleavage between the two busty orbs, and pressed them together around his head. He squeezed both of her boobs around his head like a child playing with a new toy.

When he had finished with Brooke, he turned back to Brittany and prepared to give her boobs the same treatment. He alternated between sucking her big melons into his mouth, making sure that every inch of them was covered by his mouth. He took both of her big tits into his hands and pressed them together, trying to fit them into his mouth greedily. When he couldn't, he simply released his grip and shoved his face between them, letting them bounce and jiggle around his head. Both of her big orbs were bulging against his cheeks, he looked up at her through her cleavage and saw that she had her head turned up, and her back arched.

He pulled out from between her huge tits and crouched down so that he was at eye level with each girl's busty chest.

"Now," he said, looking from one rack to the other as they bounced on either side of his head. "Let's try this again."

He pushed the girls together by their backs, and the last thing he saw were Brittany's big nipples making a beeline for his face...

The lights went out as he felt four big, round, juicy orbs pressing against either side of his face. The soft tissue of their heaving boobs invited him into a busty dual-cleavage, and he hastily accepted the invite and joined the big-boob party. Their breast-flesh shoved into his forehead, eyes, cheeks...every which way he turned his face it collided with a big, heaving mountain of flesh. His mouth opened and he tried to suck in as much as he could, filling his mouth with their big, meaty tits. His hands sank into their luscious rears and began caressing their soft, teenage buns. He had tits in his face and ass in his hands, and he was smiling from ear to ear. 

It was, somehow, more arousing to know that the girls were not actually trying to shove their tits into his face. He knew that even though they were trying to keep away, their huge racks had no choice in the matter. Their natural heave caused their big melons to balloon out everywhere they went, and it just so happened that he was between them; and they had no choice but to balloon out into his face.

Brittany breathed deep as Coach Blue found one of her nipples. He began sucking on it like he was a baby, and before long he was biting down on the chewy protrusion and causing Brittany to close her eyes tight as she arched her back into him. She relaxed now, as Coach Blue began shaking his head from side to side, motorboating both pairs of DDs simultaneously.

The girls could feel their Coach's rugged face and hair between their tits, rubbing them and causing them to bounce and jiggle with even more vigor.

Brooke felt the coach's head enter her cleavage, and when he tried to pull himself out she gave out a small giggle as she knew it was a futile attempt. Both of her big boobs had a hold over his head, and he wasn't going anywhere. She was surprised, however, when her boobs began to register a much smoother feeling than the rugged face they had been bulging against. They now felt a familiar, soft, pillow-smooth feeling that was both lovely and relaxing. She realized that Coach Blue had managed to pull his head partly out of her cleavage just as he pulled Brittany's big boobs partly around him at the same time, and her boobs were now pressing against Brittany's as both of their huge racks swallowed their coach into a busty tunnel of tits.

Coach Blue moaned as their heaving tits surrounded his head. He had given up on sight long ago; each time he tried to catch a glimpse of the girls' faces through their cleavages a huge, bulging melon would flop over his face and into his eye. He particularly enjoyed it when two big tits covered each of his eyes. He would close his eyes around their nipples before going back to sucking on their massive boobs.

He played with their boobs for as long as he could stand his erection, which had been throbbing since the moment their huge melons touched his face, so much so that it was starting to hurt. After a few more minutes of their big boobs making his cock hard he pushed his head up through their double-cleavage, causing all four of their meaty tits to brush against his face, and met the girls at eye level; their huge bra-less tits pushing into his chest.

With his hands on their asses, he pulled both girls against him as he caught his breath. His hands danced their way around their butts and rested around their tiny waists.

"Daaaaaaaamn...." Coach Blue sighed. "You babes are gonna make me bust my load with those huge, heaving tits."

Brooke looked down at her cleavage as Coach Blue caressed her slim waist, her big tits still pressing into his chest. Brittany could feel his hand sliding down her waist and hip. She noticed his other hand was sliding down Brooke's body as well, but his eyes were staring down at their big racks...

"You babes have the bodies of models..." Coach Blue said in awe as his hands traveled their bodies while he scoped out their chests. "Busty, big-titted, teenage models...with small waists..."

His hands now reached passed their hips and began rubbing their upper legs.

"...and smooth, fine, silky....SMOOOOTH..."

His right hand ran up Brooke's slender leg and spanked her on her right cheek.

"Brooke, put your leg up...right there." He gestured with his head as he repeatedly spanked her ass, trying to get her to obey.

Confused, Brooke bent her right knee and brought it up along the coach's upper leg.

"Like this?" she asked, slightly annoyed.

"Almost," Coach Blue said. "Push it out further."

Brooke did as her coach instructed and pushed her knee out so that it was level with his crotch. His dick rested atop her knee, and she could almost feel his balls rubbing up against the bottom of her leg.

"There?" she asked.

"Further." Coach Blue said.

Brooke leaned in, then arched her back and pressed her knee forward farther so that it almost collided with Brittany. It slid along the bottom of Coach Blue's dick, and he moaned as he felt inch after inch of her long leg rubbing his aching rod. When she finally stopped his cock was rested comfortably atop the upper part of her gorgeous leg...throbbing.

Brooke had to put her arms around his head to steady herself and keep her balance.

"Like this...?" she said.

"Ahhhh..." Coach Blue moaned. "Yeah, babe, just like that..."

Brittany had been watching with interest. It was an interesting sight to see her coach's hard cock jutting over her best friend's smooth leg. 

"Brittany..." Coach Blue said, breaking her attention.

"Yes, Coach?" Brittany said, innocently.

"I want you to lift your leg up and put your foot over here, between me and Brooke. Got it?"

Now it was Brittany's turn to obey, and she did just as the coach instructed.

Coach Blue watched her in slow motion and anticipation as he saw her long leg glide gracefully in front of his eyes.

"Like this?" Brittany asked, interrupting his thoughts.

"Yeah, yeah..." Coach Blue said, growing impatient. "Now just let it fall."

Brittany did as she was told as Brooke made way and let her foot pass between her and Coach Blue. Brittany's leg fell and she relaxed as she let it rest atop Brooke's leg...sandwiching the coach's cock in between.

Coach Blue let out a distinct moan of pleasure as he felt both of the busty teens sandwiching his cock between their gorgeous legs. It was as though the girls had comfortably crossed their legs and he had forced his dick between them. Only the head of his cock was uncovered by their gorgeous flesh, but he didn't care. He thought their smooth skin felt amazing as his throbbing cock pulsed between their legs.

Brittany put an arm around her coach's neck to steady herself, as Brooke had done.

Coach Blue was lost in pleasure as both babes put their arms around him. He started to thrust his hips into their legs, pushing his cock in and out from between their model-like limbs at a modest pace.

"Fuuuuuck yessssss...." He moaned. He could feel their soft flesh rubbing his dick, caressing it lovingly as he passed it between their gorgeous legs. He stopped humping and let his cock rest between them, letting it throb against their silky, smooth flesh.

He reached around their waist and rubbed their legs as best he could, enjoying the feeling of having them wrapped around his cock.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue said. "You babes have the sexiest legs..."

Brooke and Brittany were quiet as they let their coach get his fill. Brooke could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing against the top of her leg, and she knew that Brittany could feel it against the bottom of hers. She looked down at their criss-crossed legs and saw the head of the coach's cock sticking out from between them. Her attention was caught, however, by Coach Blue as he started breathing heavy. She turned to him and saw that he, too, was looking down at the tip of his cock jutting out from between her and her friend's legs. He looked as though he were about to cum, but he was trying to hold it back.

After a while, the coach caught his breath and turned to each girl.

"You babes want me to fuck your legs?"

Brooke answered for both of them, nonchalantly.

"Not really." She said.

Coach Blue smiled at her answer.

"I knew you'd say 'yes'." He said, ignoring Brooke's answer completely.

Brooke rolled her eyes as she realized Coach Blue was too far lost. They were opened wide, however, when he started to thrust his dick between her and Brittany's legs simultaneously.

The girls looked down and saw the head of his cock appear and then disappear between their gorgeous legs, sliding between them as though they were a single pair. They could feel it throbbing against their smooth skin respectively.

Coach Blue had to shut his eyes and turn his head to keep from spilling his load. Then feeling of their smooth legs wrapped around his cock was almost too much for him to bear, but when the girls each threw an arm around him to steady themselves he was brought back to the lusty scene and he began to thrust even harder.

Brooke's body was bucking back and forth, as was Brittany's, while her coach slid his cock between their legs faster.

Brittany didn't know what to make of the situation, so she did her best to enjoy. She looked across at her friend and saw that she, too, was doing the same thing. 

Both of their big racks were bouncing as Coach Blue bucked his hips against their bodies and humped their legs.

"Ahhhhh fuck yessss....." Coach Blue moaned. "That's it, babes...let me fuck those smooth, gorgeous, model's legs...you like my big cock sliding between your beautiful legs?"

"No..." Brittany answered, as her body swayed back and forth.

"Faster?" Coach Blue said. "You got it, Brit."

He started to hump their legs as fast as he could. Brooke could swear she felt moisture on top of her leg.

Brittany rolled her eyes as she thought that Coach Blue was only hearing what he wanted to hear.

Coach Blue looked from girl to girl as he buried the tip of his cock between their legs over and over again.

"Damn, you babes are hot enough to be models." He said.

"You've said that already." Brooke replied in a bored tone.

"I know." Coach Blue said. "I reiterated to remind myself this isn't just some dream."

Brittany hung her head and gazed down at the sight below. Her coach's cock trapped between the soft flesh of her and her friend's mouth-watering legs...she wished it were a dream.

"It's not a dream..." she said.

Coach Blue moaned as he thrust his dick between their legs hard. He reached around and gripped both girls by their luscious rears.

"I know...!" he exclaimed with a grunt.

Brooke felt the coach's fingers sink into her buns deeply. She looked over at Brittany and the expression on her face and knew that she was feeling the same thing. Then, both girls were surprised to find their bodies being raised up, and soon their feet were off the floor. Coach Blue was hoisting them up by their asses and lifting them clean off the ground. The girls simply let their bodies rest as they stayed seated on their coach's hands, his fingers sinking into their soft butts.

The new position of the busty blonde duo gave the coach much better leeway between their fine legs, and he began thrusting his cock in and out between them at a fast and vigorous pace. He could feel their soft legs enveloping his hard cock in their warm confines, and it was driving him wild. 

He hoisted them up higher, and soon he was face-to-funbags with each girl's jiggling, bouncing rack. Their massive boobs pressed against either side of his face and jiggled vibrantly as he pounded their legs with his hard cock. He let out a moan as their big boobs devoured his head. He shook his head from side to side and felt the soft, cushiony flesh of four massive melons surrounding him with their warmth. 

The girls could feel their legs being fucked as their big tits bounced around his head. They looked down at their sexually aroused coach. He had legs around his cock, tits in his face, and ass in his hands...and they knew that he was loving it. They could hear his stifled moans coming from between their big racks, but not an inch of his face could be seen. 

Brittany looked down and saw only his hair as he buried his face between her and her busty friend's big hooters.

Coach Blue was in heaven as their big tits swallowed him whole. He gripped the girls tightly by their butts and began pulling them towards him, then off him, then towards him again...using this motion to fuck their legs and bounce their huge jugs ever harder.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 16



The girls arched their backs as Coach Blue fucked their legs roughly. Their huge tits pressed against his head tightly, and jiggled around him.

It wasn't long before Coach Blue was moaning and bucking his hips uncontrollably. The sensation of their smooth legs around his cock, their fat tits around his face, and their soft buns in his grasp was too much for him to take. He moaned loud between their tits, and his thrusting became faster, then slower...and soon their girls felt their legs being moisturized.

Coach Blue bounced the two blonde babes on his cock a few more times, basking between their big boobs, before placing them back down on the ground at his sides once more. Now on the ground again, the girls stood at attention in their coach's arms on either side of him. They each looked down at their legs and saw them dripping in semen. 

Brittany put her legs together and began rubbing them, attempting to rub it in as if it were lotion. 

Brooke simply stayed put and stared, unsure of what to say or do. She glanced over at her coach's cock and saw that it was still hard.

"You-..." she began. "You're not..."

She gestured to his crotch.

"You babes sure know how to keep a guy hard." Coach Blue said, staring at their chests. "All it takes is one look at those busty chests of yours..."

He reached out and gripped Brittany's boobs in his hands. He then switched over to Brooke's massive tits and bounced them around in his grasp.

"DDs..." he moaned.

"So what?" Brooke said, glaring at the coach as he squeezed her giant melons.

Coach Blue looked down at his dick, still dripping with cum, and grinned.

"Why don't you put that mouth to some use?" he spat at her.

"What?" Brooke asked.

Brittany shrugged her shoulders.

"Get down there and fellate me." Coach Blue uttered.

Brooke looked at the coach with an initial look of disgust, then confusion, and finally with a blank stare she turned to Brittany who, in turn, turned to Coach Blue.

"Both of you." Coach Blue said, referencing Brittany. "Double blowjob."

The two blondes looked at him with fire in their eyes, but the fire soon died down and they turned back to each other with blank and defeated stares. 

Coach Blue grinned as he watched both girls slowly taking to their knees. From behind, their hourglass figures could be seen caving down, their tight blue shorts growing even tighter as they bent their knees to meet the floor and crouch down. Coach Blue could make out their explosive asses over their figures as they brought their faces to dick-level. This time, it was Brooke who made the first move.

She reached for the semi-erect cock pointed at her and her friend and lightly squeezed it. It throbbed and sent a chill down her spine, but she quickly recovered and gripped it formidably. The aftermath of the coach's last explosion had left him slick and slippery, and Brooke was now realizing this fact.

"Clean it off." Coach Blue said.

Brittany looked at Brooke and knew that she knew what he meant. Brooke did not wait for a gesture from the coach, but instead began moving her lips to meet his cock. Brittany watched as her friend parted her lips and allowed the coach entrance into her warm, wet mouth.

Coach Blue moaned as Brooke wrapped her lips around him. They were so young, yet so full and moist. 

It wasn't long before Brooke was running her tongue around his length. He could feel her flicking him repeatedly as she bathed his cock over and over. He then felt her sucking on it as though she were trying to draw something out. Brooke began to bob back and forth over him, her saliva melding with the leftover cum and acting as lubricant. 

Brittany stared up at her coach as she watched him receive a blowjob from her best friend. Brooke had formed a tunnel with her mouth and was using it to try and get this over with. She did not have time to react, however, when Coach Blue pulled out from Brooke's hot mouth and guided his cock over to hers. She yelped in surprise, and Coach Blue inserted his cock into her mouth – which she willingly accepted.

She could feel him thrusting his dick into her mouth easily, thanks to the lubricant her busty blonde counterpart had provided for them. She looked up at Coach Blue and saw that he was looking up, lost in ecstasy. She sucked in and did her best to mimic the bobbing Brooke had done. Her mouth glided up and down his length at a fast pace, and soon Coach Blue was struggling to contain himself.

He pulled out from Brittany's mouth and guided it, once again, to Brooke. She took it in her hand and began jerking him while she placed her mouth over him. 

Coach Blue felt so relaxed as she jerked him with her hands and mouth that he thought he might not be able to hold his load.

He placed a hand on each girls head. He caressed Brooke's head lovingly as she sucked him off. With his other hand he brought Brittany closer to the action. She did not take her eyes off the sight of Brooke giving their coach a wet, sloppy blowjob.

Below his cock and her mouth, Coach Blue could see Brooke's giant boobs bouncing. After a few minutes of that busty view he decided he couldn't wait any longer and pulled out from Brooke's mouth. He took hold of her rack from the sides and guided it up towards his cock while simultaneously guiding his cock to her tits. Soon he was forcing his dick into her cleavage, and that sensational feeling you could only get from having a busty girl's giant melons surrounding your boner was once again familiar to him. 

Brooke only looked up at him as she let her arms fall to the sides. Coach Blue was holding her up solely by her tits, causing her body to arch as he began pounding his boner through her busty cleavage. 

Coach Blue was in heaven as he slid his dick between Brooke's giant jugs. He watched them bounce with each thrust of his hard member, and he felt them jiggling each time he pumped his cock through her DD tit-tunnel. 

"Oh yeahhhh....." Coach Blue moaned. "When I saw you that day at the jewelry store I wanted to bury my dick between these babies right then and there." 

Brittany looked up at Coach Blue from down on her knees. He had a look of extreme pleasure on his face; she could almost confuse it for pain. 

"Now I want you two to kiss." Coach Blue said, as he forced the tip of his cock over Brooke's busty rack through her cleavage. "Make out with each other."

Brooke looked to Brittany as the coach continued to fuck her tits. They looked at each other for a while, but soon they started to lean in.

Coach Blue licked his lips as he watched the two of them about to lock lips; Brooke's huge melons still bouncing on top of him.

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RING RING
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The three of them were startled as they heard the phone ringing on top of Coach Blue's desk.

The girls immediately halted their make out session before it began, coaxing a few non-pleasant words from their coach.

"FUUUCK!" he yelled. "Damn it!"

Frustrated, he reached around behind him to the phone. The motion caused his dick to slip out from between Brooke's breasts, to which she was grateful. 

Brittany looked up at her coach, as did Brooke. Neither girl was sure of what they should do. Coach Blue saw this as he was about to pick up the phone and decided to correct the problem.

"Keep doing what you're doing." He said. "Make out. And use tongue."

The girls turned to each other with startled eyes, but they soon took to leaning into each other yet again.

Coach Blue's eyes grew wide with wondrous excitement and his heart began beating fast as the two busty blondes finally locked lips. He picked up the phone, but he kept his sights focused on the two chesty girls making out before him as he brought the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Steven? This is Evelyn."

The coach craned his head sideways as Brittany and Brooke's make out session suddenly became more passionate. It was as if both girls had secretly told each other that it was okay, and that they enjoyed it. He watched and grinned as he struggled to stay focused on the phone.

"Hi, Evelyn. How are you?"

"Just dandy." She said. "I was wondering if I could have a moment?"

Coach Blue reached down with his free hand and pushed Brittany's face into Brooke's. He watched as the eyes of both girls grew wide for a brief second before closing and relaxing once more, all the while growing more passionate. Below them, he could see their massive tits swaying ever so slightly, jiggling as they struggled to keep them away from each other...to no avail. He reached down below Brittany's face and placed a hand on one of her dangling DDs. He squeezed and kneaded the big, round orb as he watched the two busty babes make out.

"My hands are a little full at the moment..." Coach Blue said, his eyes lighting up from the feel of Brittany's gorgeous, bulbous boob.

"This won't take but a moment. I was reviewing the performance charts for last week..."

Coach Blue was no longer listening. He had bent over almost entirely and was now on the brink of crouching as he watched the two stacked beauties engage in tongue kissing. Their tongues darted out and slid against each other, coaxing passionate moans from both of the big titted teens.

"Mmmm...." Brittany moaned.

Coach Blue's heart was racing as he watched the two teens French kiss at eye level. His eyes grew wide with excitement as he switched over to Brooke's busty rack and began kneading one of her large, jiggling boobs.

Brooke moaned into Brittany's mouth as she felt her busty friend penetrating her mouth with her warm, wet tongue. She opened her mouth repeatedly and repeatedly closed it over her soft, full lips – while Brittany did the same with her. She could taste her breath as it entered her mouth; heat radiating from her lips like a forbidden fire waiting patiently to be doused. Brittany was really giving it to her, and she had to wonder if she was as turned on as she, herself, now was. 

She was vaguely aware that Coach Blue was watching not one centimeter away from the action. She could feel his breath against the side of her face and cheek as he panted like a dog begging for relief in the hot sun. At times she even felt his nose collide with her cheek, as did Brittany, but this did not stop the two big-boobed hotties from kissing one another.

"Mmmm..." Brooke moaned.

"...and so I will be over shortly."

Coach Blue coughed as he pulled his attention away from the busty duo and fumbled with the phone. He managed to grasp it both hands, then he brought it to his ear and continued his conversation with Evelyn.

"I'm sorry. Could you repeat that?" he asked.

There was a brief silence on the other end, but soon Evelyn spoke up.

"I'll be there in a few minutes to go over the changes with you." Evelyn said.

Coach Blue's heart sank. For a brief moment his penis almost went limp, but he gazed at the awesome, beautiful sight of two busty teenage bombshells making out in front of him and his blood began rushing back. His desire to continue with the pair of blonde babes and their pairs of busty DDs took control over him and forced his wit to compensate.

"I'm sorry." Coach Blue said as he took hold of his hard cock. He began to stroke it while simultaneously watching the busty pair of Brooke and Brittany make out and talking to Evelyn over the phone. 

"I simply can't pull myself away." He said. "If this continues, I think I'm going to...explode!"

Brooke and Brittany averted their eyes from each other and looked at their coach through their peripherals. He had started to stroke himself rather abruptly, and for a second both girls thought that he was going to spew right then and there, over their beautiful faces while they kissed. When it became apparent that he was not, the girls brought their eyes back to each other and closed them – all the while never ceasing to make out.

"Are you not feeling well?" Evelyn asked. "I suppose I could drop by tomorrow."

Coach Blue grinned as he looked down at the busty duo.

"That would be great." He said into the phone. "That would give me time to...finish up."

When he said this he pointed his cock to each girl's face and stroked it, feigning erupting. The girls continued to make out as their coach jerked off to their make out session, pretending to cum on their faces. Brittany opened an eye and looked at Coach Blue to make sure he wasn't actually cumming, and when she saw that he wasn't she turned her complete attention back to Brooke's lips in relief.

"Lovely." Evelyn said. "See you then."

And with that, Coach Blue hung up the phone.

"Excellent." He said as he put the phone down on the receiver. He then turned his attention back to Brittany and Brooke. "Now, where were we?"

Brooke opened an eye to look at the coach the same way Brittany had done. He was busy crouching down to get a better view of her and Brittany kissing each other. Brooke stifled a small smile before closing her eyes and kissing her busty friend even more passionately, in an effort to keep the horny coach at bay.

She was denied the satisfaction, however, when she felt Coach Blue's nose prodding her cheek yet again. She moaned, audibly, and soon Brittany also felt the coach's nose on her cheek as he tried to squeeze his face into their kiss. She began to moan as well, but after a while both girls opted to let the coach turn their two-way kiss into a three-way one, the same way they had done previously. They calmed their kissing slightly, allowing the coach entrance into their make out.

But as Coach Blue made his way between them, both girls began to realize that something just didn't feel right. They were shocked when they opened their eyes...and realized what was happening.

Their eyes grew wide as they had ever been, and they were once again both shocked and flabbergasted. They half moaned, half squealed in disgusted surprise as they saw that it wasn't his nose that had been prodding and poking at their cheeks – it was his cock. Their eyes traveled down the full length of his hard rod as it snaked its way passed their faces, their lips pursed against it.

Coach Blue had a look of triumphant glory on his face as he shoved his cock between their two pairs of full, ripe, youthful lips. Both of the chesty girls now each had their lips placed around half of his cock at the base.

Brooke couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe this man had the gall to shove his cock between her and her friend's mouths while they made out. She started to protest by removing her lips from around the base of his cock, but Coach Blue retaliated by placing a hand on her blonde head and forcing her to remain. 

"Now now, Brooke." He said as Brooke Biguns moaned and squealed around his cock. "I'm just trying to teach you babes a little teamwork. You wouldn't want to be kicked off the team for failure to cooperate, would you?"

Brooke immediately ceased any movements of protest and calmed down, her lips accepting their place around half his cock. On the other half, Brittany had not pulled her lips away. In fact, if they really tried they could have probably touched lips around him...

Coach Blue ran his hand through Brooke's soft, blonde hair as he brought his other hand to Brooke's head. He began to caress their heads and hair in a loving and caring manner.

He held on to their heads as he pulled his cock back, their lips brushing against either side the entire way.

"Now..." he said when their lips were pressed against the tip of his cock. "I want you babes to make out, but this time...with my cock between your mouths."

The girls nodded lightly as best they could, before attempting to touch lips around his cock.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue moaned as he pulled his hands off the girls' heads. He placed his hands on his desk, allowing the girls go to town on him while he sat back, relaxed, and watched them do all the work.

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RING RING
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"SON OF A-" 

Coach Blue exclaimed. 

"What the hell now? Fuck, can't a guy get a blowjob around here???"

The two girls looked at each other, and then their coach, questioningly. They immediately ceased any attempts at a double-blowjob and instead kept their lips pursed against their coach's hard cock.

"Sorry." Coach Blue said to the girls. He gestured for them to keep going, in a forceful manner, as he hastily turned towards the phone.

The girls nodded their heads, and soon Coach Blue was enjoying the sensation of two busty girls making out around his cock. He turned back to them and placed his hands on their heads and ran his fingers through their hair as they pressed their full lips around his cock as best they could. Their hot breath surrounded him and enveloped his cock in a warm, relaxing sensation as it throbbed against their moist, wanting lips.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue moaned as he lightly bucked his hips and pushed his cock between the two busty babes' mouths. "Just like that...just like that, babes. Now I want you to..."

His words were lost as the phone rang again. He subtly reached over to the phone and, this time, pressed the speaker button so as not to disturb the two busty girls giving him a blowjob.

"Hello?" he said, calmly and relaxed.

"Steven?" said a voice. "Honey, what time are you going to be home?"

The girls did not miss a beat as they heard his wife's voice over the speaker. They continued to slurp and press their lips around his cock as he continued his phone conversation with his wife.

"Laura..." Coach Blue said as his hands took their previous positions on the two girls' heads. 

"I was just about to call you..." he lied.

"Call?" his wife asked. "What for?"

Coach Blue stared down at the two busty teens as they simultaneously sucked on his cock.

"To tell you that I'm gonna be late getting home. A few hours late."

Brooke and Brittany's eyes went wide. Coach Blue thought their eyes were going to pop out of their sockets, but they soon calmed down and took to blowing him with more enthusiasm. He gripped his desk and breathed heavy as the busty blondes used their tongues to pleasure him. They ran them all around the girth of his rod and slid them up and down his length as best they could. Coach Blue thought he was going to cum from all the stimulation they were giving him...it felt so good to have two tongues slipping and sliding all over his hard cock.

"Steven, are you okay? You're breathing hard."

Coach Blue was brought back to his conversation briefly; just enough to distract him from the oral assault Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust were giving him. He gazed down at the two busty teens and saw that they were staring back at him, their eyes fixed on his while their tongues simultaneously slithered around his cock – leaving it slick with saliva. The girls used the added lubricant to kiss his cock rapidly, occasionally touching lips around the entire girth of his cock. Their blowjob was quickly becoming a sloppy one, with long strands of saliva hanging from their lips and ending on the tip of his cock. 

When they finally pulled their lips away from his cock to catch their breath, there was a bridge of saliva connecting both pairs of lips to the tip of Coach Blue's cock.

"I'm....fine...." Coach Blue panted as he struggled to hold his load.

"It sounds like there's more than one person there..." Laura added.

Brooke and Brittany now brought their mouths together around the tip of his cock roughly. They began to vigorously make out with either side of his cock, with the head trapped between their mouths. 

Coach Blue moaned as he felt them use their tongues to French his dick...and each other. They brought their mouths down over each half of the tip passionately and repeatedly, showing him no mercy as they continuously trapped his cock between their lip love-tunnel.

"Oh yeeeeeah..." Coach Blue moaned as he shut his eyes tight and tightly grasped the edges of his desk. "That's it, babes...one on each side, just like that..."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 16



"What?" Laura asked on the other end. "Is there...is there someone there with you?!"

Brooke and Brittany moaned as they trapped the tip of his cock between their lips and brought their hot mouths down over it, giving it a double washing from either side.

"Fuck yes..." Coach Blue panted. "Right there girls, just like that...fight for that tip..."

"Steven, is there fighting going on over there?? Are you okay? Tell me what's going on!"

Coach Blue instinctively bucked his hips into the two busty babes as they increased the pace of the double blowjob they were giving him and tongue battled over his tip. The girls were tonguing his cock so hard and fast it was hard for him to tell which tongue belonged to which girl anymore. In fact, it was hard for him to tell when they would use their lips and press them against his cock, due to the fact that the blowjob had become so wet. He no longer cared, and simply leaned back and let the two busty babes sandwich his cock between their mouths while he struggled to hold his load. He began panting and breathing heavy. 

Brittany and Brooke could feel his cock throbbing against their lips, and they knew he wasn't going to hold it in much longer by the way it was pulsing with each and every press of their lips. Brittany started to pull it back, but Brooke decided that if he was ever going to cum now would be the best time. She and Brittany could bring him to climax, then simply pull away and watch him empty his load on the floor. He would not get any on them, and Brooke knew that was what he wanted. She took it up one more notch and began making out with the head of his cock as if it were a person. She smothered it in kisses, then turned to using her tongue to French it repeatedly...surrounding him in a warm, wet blanket of security and care. Brittany soon caught wind of what she was doing and decided to help the cause. She joined Brooke in making out with the head of his cock passionately until they had reached a common ground and Coach Blue had two busty teen babes making out with the tip of his cock simultaneously. They poked and prodded his slit with their tongues, battling over the head and coaxing him to believe they really wanted it...that they were fighting over it. They took his pleasure to a new, unbearable level – daring him to resist blowing his load into their hot mouths.

Coach Blue gripped his desk hard as the two chesty blondes attempted to suck the cum right out of him with their busty double blowjob.

"Yeah...yeah...yeahh! YEEESSSSS!!! BLOW ME!" he bellowed.

Brooke and Brittany smiled as they felt his cock throbbing uncontrollably against their lips. It was almost over...

"WHAT?!" Laura yelled over the phone. "Steven that's it! I have had ENOUGH! I am going to-"

Coach Blue turned back and hurriedly reached over his desk to pick up the phone. As he did so, his cock slipped from between the two girl's mouths, much to their disappointment. Frustrated, he brought the phone to his ear.

"Look!" he said to his wife sternly. "I'm very busty-err-busy, Laura. I've got two teenage girls with the biggest pairs of basketballs I've ever seen sucking on my dic-err-sucking on the court – err – they suck, on the court. They're not good."

Brooke and Brittany looked at him with hate in their eyes. All of their hard work had just been ruined, and now he was telling his wife that they sucked at basketball. The frustration was intolerable.

"Err..." Coach Blue corrected himself. "I mean, they are good."

He ran his hands through both of their blonde heads with care.

"They're very good; I just need a little more time with them. We'll talk about this when I get home, okay dear?"

The girls looked up at him as he hung up the phone. They then saw him lean back and reach behind the phone, where he unplugged it. He took hold of the loose cord and tossed on the floor next to his desk.

"There." He said, turning his attention back to the two busty blondes. "No more interruptions."

He looked down at them and placed his hands atop their heads again, running his fingers through their blonde hair. He stood up straight and stepped forward, pushing his cock between their faces. Now that he had had time to settle down, his cock was back at full attention and ready for the next round...and the busty duo was back to square one. They looked up at him from down on their knees, not sure of where else to look. They felt Coach Blue's hands exerting pressure on their heads; he was guiding their attention to his cock once more.

As he did so, he spoke to them.

"Have you babes ever played the harmonica?"

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Nina Knockers awoke in a cold sweat; the dream she'd been having made sure of that. Her massive chest heaved as she breathed in and out, panting until she realized it had all just been a dream. 

The lights caught her by surprise. She often fell asleep with them on, but this particular night she was having trouble adjusting her eyes to her fully lit room. As her vision gracefully returned she saw her blurry reflection in the mirror transform into a beautiful, busty figure. 

She stood erect and watched as her eye-popping curves came into view. She looked at herself from an angle. Her small waist was almost nonexistent beneath the huge, bouncy balloons her sweat-stained tank top was smuggling. She had no bra on underneath, and her boobs were almost entirely visible thanks to the white color of her top. 

Nina bounced her boobs by bucking up and down. She watched them jiggle atop her busty chest – the objects of every man's eruption. What man wouldn't kill to see her right now? Bouncing her busty boobs up and down in a white, thin, see-through top as though she were in a wet t-shirt contest...

She could blow the pants off the competition...not to mention the competition starters. Women would turn away in disgust and jealousy when they saw her busty melons for the first time, whereas men would stare and drool when they got an eyeful of those big, jiggling jugs...hoping to get a handful. She could bury any man's entire head in her cleavage - her tits were just that big. They would bulge and jiggle around him as he struggled for air with a massive hard-on, like the busty, teenage vixen she was...

She fixed herself up quickly and made her way to the door. As she walked out into the hallway, she could hear Paula Swanson talking in her living room.

"It's difficult, I know." Paula was saying.

"Difficult?" Natalie said. "I'm the one taking all the shots!"

Natalie paused for a second. Then she pointed to her eye.

"Literally!" she added.

Paula retaliated quickly.

"Well what would you have me do?" she asked of her friend.

Natalie sat up, and her giant melons pushed against her pink tank top.

"I'd like you to come up with something fast." She said.

"I'm trying..." Paula said. "But Steven Blue doesn't offer much to work with."

"And Samantha?" Natalie asked.

"Useless as well." Paula stated. "We're just going to have to find a way to – oh - hello Nina, dear."

The two women stopped talking. Natalie turned her head as her daughter entered the living room. Both women looked at her as she went about her own business.

"Nina, honey, I thought you were asleep. Is something the matter?"

"No," Nina said as she made her way passed the two busty MILFS and the living area. "I just got up for a glass of water."

"Of course," Natalie replied. "Help yourself."

Nina could hear the silence as she made her way to the kitchen. As she began filling up her glass she could hear the two of them whispering.

"All set?" Natalie asked when she finally returned.

Nina looked at her mother and her best-chest friend. It was hard for her to take them seriously; all she saw when she looked at them were their naked bodies and Coach Blue's dick in between them.

"Yeah," she answered her mother. "Were you two talking about Coach Blue?"

Natalie and Paula looked at each other with questioning glances.

"Whatever do you mean, dear?" Paula asked.

"It's just...if we're not going to have a basketball coach anymore, I'd kind of like to know about it."

Natalie nodded her head in acknowledgement towards her busty daughter.

"Don't you worry," Natalie said. "Everything's fine. You didn't think I'd let your light go out so soon, did you Nina? Your thunder is safe."

"That's not what I-"Nina began.

"Run along, now." Natalie said.

Nina looked at her mother and her friend in a pleading manner, but when it became apparent that neither was going to cave she began to walk out of the living room. When she got to the hallway, however, she opened and shut her door. She then crept back down and listened in on the conversation.

"I didn't think things could get this out of hand." Paula said.

Natalie yawned and stretched out on the couch.

"So what now?" she asked, coming back from her yawn.

"Soon we'll need to take drastic measures, but until then one of us is going to have to evaluate him."

Natalie stared at Paula with obviousness. Paula did her best to not look her friend in the eye, but her unforgiving stare managed to catch her attention.

"Alright! Fine!" Paula said. "I'll do it."

Natalie smiled.

"Pull it together, Paula." She said. "It's only fair, you know..."

"Yes, yes, I know..." Paula responded.

The two women continued to talk as Nina quietly made her way back down the hallway and into her room. She crawled into bed once more, took a sip from her glass, and hoped her dream would not return.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

It was late as Coach Blue thrust his dick between the mouths of both busty babes. They moaned around his rod as he held their heads together around the entire width of his dick.

On his left he was holding Brittany's head and forcing her to keep her mouth over the girth of his cock as it glided passed her face and brushed her lips repeatedly. On his right Brooke was in the same position; he had both girls wrapping their mouths around his width as he bucked his hips and forced his cock between them. Their hot mouths were warm and inviting around his cock, and they're tongues dangled out and brushed against his length as he pushed it passed them.

The head of his cock could be seen penetrating the tunnel made by their mouths, exiting it so that the head would see daylight, then re-entering it and disappearing between their hot mouths; their full lips pressing against it and sucking the entire way. 

The girls looked up at him as he pushed his cock between their mouths simultaneously. They'd never experienced anything like this. He was using their lips as a sheath for his cock; he was pressing their mouths around his width to envelope and surround his dick with a warmth that men pine after. He'd been pounding their faces for what seemed like an hour, and their jaws were getting sore as he showed no signs of letting up. 

Brittany stared down at the long, hard cock her lips were halfway wrapped around as it brushed passed them over and over again. She could feel every detail of his cock on her lips, or at least the left side. She was certain Brooke could feel everything on the right. Her tongue stayed put as it pressed against the side of his cock. 

Coach Blue could feel the tongues of both girls as he slid his cock in and out of their lip-tunnel. It was as though their tongues were a gate, and his cock was busting through the gate repeatedly. He shuttered as the realization of having two busty, big hootered babes simultaneously suck him off finally hit him. He had one busty blonde babe's hot mouth on either side of his dick, and he loved it. The stimulation he got from it was incredible; it was so pleasurable he had to wonder if other men were doing it right. He knew one thing for sure; other men had never received a double blowjob from two busty babes like Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust. Brooke with her massive big 'uns, and Brittany with her huge bust...

He moved his hands from the tops of their heads and guided them down the sides of their faces. He pressed his hands against their cheeks and pulled them into him. Their faces collided with his pelvis with a loud snap, and his cock glided through their mouths even faster. Both girls braced themselves for impact as they realized Coach Blue was literally going to start pounding their faces.

He took hold of their heads at the cheeks and began gliding them up and down on his cock at a fast pace. Their faces collided with his pelvis with each and every thrust, and soon the room was filled with the sounds of the busty duo's faces ramming into Coach Blue as he shoved his cock between their mouths and fucked their faces. 

Brittany's face began to hurt as she realized all too soon that the dual-blowjob had taken a turn for the worst. Coach Blue was slamming their faces into him so that he could fuck their mouths faster and increase the pace of their double blowjob, and it didn't look like he was going to finish anytime soon. Across from her she could see Brooke dealing with the pain of her face hitting the coach's pelvis repeatedly as he increased the pace of his thrusting.

Coach Blue was really pushing his cock between their mouths now. Their lips pursed against his rod and he could feel their tongues flicking at it each time he made his way through their mouth-tunnel. He was in heaven as he glided their faces up and down his length.

"Fuck yes..." he moaned. "Double blowjob..."

The girls began to wonder when this was going to end, as this had been going on for quite some time. But soon they could feel Coach Blue's cock throbbing as he slid it passed their lips. It began to throb uncontrollably.

Coach Blue grunted loudly over the sounds of the two busty babes' slapping faces. Then, without warning, he began to shoot.

Brooke's eyes went wide, as did Brittany's. She could see over the coach's cock between them that Brittany was as surprised as she was. She also saw that Brittany, like her, had tried to pull away as per the previous plan – but Coach Blue had their mouths pinned against his cock as he held their heads in a tight grasp.

The girls were in shock as Coach Blue's cock began to erupt between them; with their mouths wrapped around it. He continued to glide their heads up and down its length as he erupted; making sure their lips ran over every inch of his spouting rod.

The first shot got lost between the girls' lips, with most getting shot into their mouths and hitting their inner cheeks like a water pistol. As he pushed his cock passed their lips the second stream shot out and ran across their lips, glossing them up, then traveling out between them; making it the first shot to see daylight. It flew out from between them and headed straight to the floor, where it landed on their shirts and bras.

The girls squealed as shot after shot flew from the coach's cumgun as it throbbed against their lips. The unmistakable taste of cum filled their mouths as they slid up and down either side of his long, spouting rod; giving them cum lipstick. Shots fired from the head of his cock as it protruded from the outskirts of their lips. Coach Blue began slowing down his bucking in accordance with his cumming, the bucking grew slower and more prolonged between the busty girls hot mouths. 

Finally, he rammed his cock completely through their hot mouths and pushed his head passed their lips, which the last few shots drizzled out on to the floor...and their clothing. Were someone to walk in at that moment, they would have seen the head of Coach Blue's cock, followed by Brooke's and Brittany's mouths surrounding the base as Coach Blue came between his busty basketballers' lips.

"Ahhhhhh...." Coach Blue moaned in relief.

He ran his fingers through their hair once again.

"Clean it off..." he said to the two teens.

Disgusted, Brooke and Brittany began to kiss and lick the entire length of his cock...ridding it of any traces of cum. One would glide up his length while the other would glide down it, making sure that not a single millimeter had been left uncovered. When they were finished, they were finally allowed to pull away from his spent cock and catch their breath.

Coach Blue arched his back and leaned backwards on to his desk. He craned his head toward the ceiling and closed his eyes as he caught his breath. 

Below him, Brooke and Brittany were panting as they, too, struggled to breathe. They stood up on their knees and breathed heavy, the motion causing their back to arch which summarily caused their huge racks to press into one another. Their big boobs pressed together and rose and fell with their breaths.

As Coach Blue panted, he felt the unmistakable feeling of flesh on his dick, or rather, the bottom of his dick.

He glanced down and saw that as Brooke and Brittany had repositioned themselves, their big racks had been not only pushed together, but raised...and they were now supporting his cock.

He stared, unbelieving, as his spent cock now lay over the crevice they had created unknowingly when they accidentally pressed their huge racks together. His cock was nestled atop a massive breast from each girl; Brittany's right jug was supporting the left portion of his dick, and Brooke's left melon was supporting the right. He tried to control his breathing as his cock began throbbing atop their mountainous racks, growing hard as it pushed against the soft, warm titflesh of their juicy melons...

Brooke brought her hands to her face and began rubbing her eyes. Her head hung down, but she became vaguely aware that Brittany was doing the same across from her. She couldn't blame her; it had been a long day.

As she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes she felt a drop of water fall on to her left breast. She paused for a second, but she soon brushed it off as sweat from Coach Blue and went back to cleaning herself up. 

Then, she felt a drop hit her right jug, and another, and another...

Soon warm droplets of water were pouring over her beautiful chest and dripping on to her massive tits. 

She looked across at Brittany. She, too, had stopped rubbing her eyes and was now staring down at her tits as they were rained on. Brooke looked from her friend's busty rack to her own and deduced that the cause of the shower was coming from Coach Blue. She looked up at her coach, as did Brittany, and saw drool dripping out of his mouth as he stared down at their huge tits...salivating all over them.

The girls had blank looks on their faces as they stared up at their coach. He was sounding out an audible "ah" as though a doctor had told him to stick his tongue out, apparently in some sort of drooling daze.

It was Brooke who finally broke the awkward silence.

"Ahem." She said, throwing the coach a stern look as she gestured to the action.

When he didn't respond, she and Brittany looked at each other questioningly. Confused, she turned her face back up to the coach.

"Coach...Blue?" she said, questioningly.

Coach Blue licked his lips as he now came out of his daze and was brought back to the situation. He ran his hand over his mouth in an effort to be cool and composed. He then shook his head from side to side as if trying to shake something out of it.

"Are you okay?" Brittany asked.

Coach Blue stopped shaking his head as he responded.

"Never better, Brit, never better." He said.

He then slowly pushed his hips forward and thrust them into the girls, lightly. The motion caused his dick to push forward as well. He stared down at it as the bottom of his manhood slid across the tops of the girls' big breasts.

By now, his cock had grown to full erection. It was standing at an angle...only the base was touching their gorgeous jugs and it was now rubbing their tits more from the sides than the tops. 

He couldn't believe how big and massive they were. With any other girls, the tip of his cock would have shot up a few inches over their tits, well passed their cleavage. But with Brittany and Brooke...




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 16



Their boobs were so massive that, as it was, his tip was lucky if it could shoot up passed their nipples. There was no chance that his cock could reach as far as their far-touching breasts, let alone their cleavage. 

"Cleavage..." he thought, as he stared down at their busty tits and the sexy cleavages they sported. Their big racks pressed together and pushed against each other, still unbeknownst to the girls, and created a warm, inviting double-cleavage right at the middle. 

His cock slid across the tops of their tits as he stared down at their busty racks, drooling as their cleavages melded into one super, ultimate, 36DD dual-cleavage.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Brittany asked again.

Coach Blue's eyes filled with lust. His heart began racing as he stared down at the awesome sight of their massive boobs bulging against the underside of his cock.

"Never better!" he repeated.

He now reached behind both girls and placed a hand on their upper backs each, just below the back of their necks. He rubbed their smooth skin as he lightly pushed them forward and into each other. The girls leaned in and their big boobs pushed against each other harder, causing them to expand and bulge, ballooning out; – much to Coach Blue's satisfaction.

He craned his head up toward the ceiling and pushed his cock back and forth over their huge melons, basking in the feeling of his cock scaling their massive mountains. 

Brittany and Brooke looked at each other blankly, with slight confusion in their eyes as they still did not know what to say or do.

"Ohhhhhooooouuuuhhhh..." Coach Blue moaned. 

His heart raced as the thought of four massive, busty, bouncing boobs jiggling around his cock entered his mind...and he realized that a double titfuck was well within his reach.

Below him, Brittany and Brooke shrugged as they were only vaguely aware that their tits were rubbing Coach Blue's cock. The motion caused their huge melons to bounce and jiggle, ballooning out into the horny coach's rod, and coaxing both a smile and an eager moan from him.

"Fuck yes..." Coach Blue moaned as he slid his cock over the tops of their huge tits. "Are you busty babes thinking what I'm thinking?"

The two blondes looked at each other, confused. They then shrugged again and looked back up at Coach Blue. Their shrugs caused their huge racks to bounce underneath his cock, and Coach Blue smiled as he watched all four of their big, juicy melons jiggling underneath his aching rod.

"I dunno." Brooke said in a bored tone. "I guess it depends on what you're thinking."

Coach Blue's eyes lit up and he licked his lips as he stared down at the two pairs of giant balloons bulging and pressing into each other below his hard cock, making it throb in anticipation.

"What I'm thinking..." he said,eagerly, "is that I'm gonna shove my cock between all of those big, juicy tits and have you babes bounce your boobs around me at the same time!"

Brittany and Brooke now looked down at their racks respectively. Their eyes traveled to the double-cleavage their big boobs were creating. They then saw Coach Blue's dick protruding out and over their chests and saw that it was rock hard. 

There was a slight pause in conversation as the two girls silently looked at and conferred with one another.

Coach Blue was now somewhat distressed as the two chesty teens each had looks of "no" on their faces. His heart almost stopped when Brooke finally decided to speak up. 

"Ummm..." she said. "...okay."

Coach Blue's breathing grew rapid and more fast-paced. He licked his lips excitedly as he reached down to his cock and leaned back. 

"Fuck yes!" he said, even more excited. "Four big boobs jiggling around my cock...fuck, I can already feel those giant hooters bouncing up and down on me!"

Brooke and Brittany waited as Coach Blue leaned back and pulled his dick away from them. He retreated back over their huge chests and pointed his cock up towards the ceiling, before leaning forward slightly and making it dive below the two huge racks before him. Hurriedly, he pushed it beneath their chests. The girls waited while he began adjusting himself and repositioning his cock below their massive racks.

Coach Blue was fumbling with his dick below their boobs as he struggled to get comfortable.

"Yeah, yeahhhhhhh!" he said. "Two busty babes...two pairs of giant fucking TITS!! I can't wait to have you big-titted babes pushing your huge racks together around my cock!"

Brittany and Brooke continued to stare up at their coach and wait while he positioned himself.

"Yeah, yeah...I'm gonna slide my cock between those babies and fuck those 36DDs all night..."

Coach Blue now relaxed as he finally got comfortable. Below them, Brooke and Brittany could feel the tip of his cock lightly brushing the bottom of their tits. Coach Blue guided it to the middle and moaned when he felt it surrounded by all four of their big, luscious melons. He stopped abruptly and breathed heavy as he felt their big, busty melons jiggling on the tip of his cock. All he had to do was thrust it up and it would penetrate both of their cleavages...

The girls looked up at him...waiting.

"Ohhhhh god..." he moaned. "Are you busty babes ready?"

The girls looked at each other, then looked back at their coach and shook their heads.

"Good." He said. "Then let's start bouncing those huge, busty, 36DD basketballs..."

He smiled as the girls gave slight frowns. He pulled his dick down; he was going to push his cock through their tits and penetrate their dual-cleavage with a single, mighty thrust. He watched the girls shut their eyes tight, but he kept his eyes open and stared down at the top of their cleavages. He was going to play peek-a-boobs with that cleavage all night, and he didn't want to miss a second. He licked his lips and prepared himself for the glorious feeling of four giant breasts surrounding his cock...

"Steven!"

The girls turned their heads, and Coach Blue almost fell forward as they all three turned to the door. 

"Steven!!" the voice called.

"Ohmygod!" Brittany exclaimed.

She and Brooke back away from each other, and Coach Blue's dick was left alone and wanting in the cool, unforgiving air...boob-less.

"Noooo!" Coach Blue said. "Wait! Let me just..."

He stepped forward to Brooke, but Brooke pushed him away as she reached for her bra and shirt. She began putting them on, but stopped when Brittany spoke.

"Ewwww!" Brittany said. "My clothes have cum on them!"

"Put 'em on!" Brooke said as she, too, hurried to put her bra on.

Coach Blue watched in lonesome disappointment as the two busty babes began putting their clothes on. He stood there, with his hand on his dick, trying desperately to retain any chance he had of fucking two sets of tits.

The girls had now snapped their bras and were now putting their shirts on. Any traces of breast flesh were soon covered, and Coach Blue realized that this was not going to happen. 

"The cups of my bra have jizz in them!" Brittany said. "It smells like...guy!"

"My bra has jizz on it, too." Brooke said. "So does my shirt, deal with it."

Brittany scowled in disgust as she began fixing her hair. Brooke soon followed suit and began fixing herself up as well.

"Get dressed!" She spat at Coach Blue. "We can't afford to be caught!"

Coach Blue simply stood there, watching with a blank and vacant look.

"STEVEN!" the voice said. "I can see you guys moving around in there, open this door!"

"Who is it?" Brooke asked.

When he did not answer, Brooke motioned for Brittany to go around on his side. She then took to his other side and gestured for Brittany to follow her lead.

She took a hold of his cock and began to stroke it lightly.

"Who...is...it..." she whispered into his ear.

Brittany now pushed her tits into his side and joined Brooke in stroking his cock.

"My...my wife..." Coach Blue responded.

"Do you want to fuck our tits?" Brittany asked.

Brooke now pressed her boobs into Coach Blue as well, and both girls began rubbing their huge racks up and down his body.

"Yesssss...." Coach Blue moaned as he reached around to their butts and squeezed them.

The girls pressed their huge tits into him harder as they stroked his cock, and Coach Blue could feel their hard nipples digging into him.

On the other side of the door, Laura Blue could see the shadows of three people standing close to each other. The one in the middle had the shape of a man, and the other two had the unmistakable silhouettes of women...beautiful women. One of them turned to the side slightly, and Laura saw that the upper portion of her silhouette jutted out extremely...her chest. The other then turned slightly as well, and she saw that the second woman had as big of a chest as the first. Angry, she began pounding on the door.

"Steven! Stop that, right now!"

The girls turned to the door in surprise, but they quickly turned back to Coach Blue. Brooke pushed her tits into him and began crouching down, sliding her chest on his body the entire way. On Coach Blue's left, Brittany began doing the same thing.

Laura could see the busty silhouettes of both women as they slid their chests down the man's body. Their dangerous curves were making her fill up with rage. She saw them stop, and crouch down in front of him, pushing their chests together at his waist.

Brittany and Brooke held their tits up and pushed them together for the coach. Coach Blue stared down at them and saw that all hope was not lost. 

"Fuck them." Brooke said, holding her tits up through her shirt and bra.

"Fuck our tits, Coach." Brittany urged. 

"Yeah, slide that cock between our tits and cum all over them!" Brooke said.

"WHAT?!" Laura yelled. "What the hell is going on, Steven? Answer me!!"

The girls paid her no heed as she banged on the door.

"You wanted two pairs of busty hooters pressing against your dick? Well, HERE THEY ARE!"

"Yeah! You said you wanted to fuck our 36DDs all night, so do it!"

"YES!" Coach Blue yelled as he placed his hands on the girls' backs and leaned forward, preparing to bury his cock between their fully clothed racks.

"Now!" Brooke said.

She and Brittany quickly crouched down and pulled his shorts up. They now stood up and held the hem as they pulled them up completely, shielding his erection from sight and clothing him indefinitely.

"What the-" Coach Blue said, shocked and disappointed.

"Sorry, Coach," Brooke said, as she and Brittany turned to the door. "But we won't be doing that."

Before she turned to open the door, she looked back at Coach Blue.

"But hey, maybe your wife can." She laughed.

"Yeah!" Brittany added. "And we won't be back next time."

She bounced her tits up and down through her shirt and bra.

"We'll see about that!" Coach Blue yelled as they opened the door.

As they passed Laura in the doorway, Brittany turned back to Coach Blue.

"Bye, Coach!" she said. She looked Laura up and down and had to stifle a gag. "Have fun with your...wife...?"

She said the word 'wife' as though she were unsure.

Laura felt the two busty teens' big boobs brush against her as they passed. Her husband was simply staring at them as they left.

"You're still on this team, and if you want to keep it that way..." he called after them. 

He heard them say something in response, but their words got lost as well as his own – they were well through the gym and out of earshot. Coach Blue watched them fade away, as well as any chance he had at a double titjob.

He walked over to the couch and picked the sports bottle up off its cushions. He was about to take a swig and collapse on the couch, but his eyes caught glimpse of his hideous wife standing at the door and he immediately threw the bottle aside. 

"What was that?" Laura asked him, her hands on her hips.

"What?" Coach Blue responded, half-heartedly. "What was what?"

"That!" Laura said, pointing to his crotch.

She paused. Her finger stopped pointing halfway through its motion as she realized that the bulge in his pants was no longer an obscene one.

"It was...It was hard just a minute ago!" she exclaimed. "Just a minute ago...! When those two HUSSIES-"

"Honey, what are you talking about?" Coach Blue said, looking at his wife as lovingly as he could.

"You know what I mean!" she said. "I could see you from outside."

There was a slight pause in her speech.

"Well, I...couldn't exactly see..." she continued. "But they were right...on you!" 

"Well of course they were." Coach Blue said, coaxing a shocked expression from Laura. He quickly made a rebuttal. "That's the only way to coach."

Laura didn't know what to say. Perhaps she was simply overreacting. After all, her husband was not that good looking.

Coach Blue walked up to her and put an arm around her.

"Look," he said. "Let's go home. We'll have some dinner, maybe some wine..."

Laura continued to think as her husband walked her out of his office. Steven had never cheated on her before. It was no secret that he probably would if he had the chance, but there was just never any woman out there who would do something like that with him. At least, not the type of women he was attracted to.

Her thoughts drifted to his array of porn she had found on their computer...that's when this had all begun. The women in this town looked like all those women she had viewed on that brightly lit computer screen. It disgusted her. A town filled with plastic Barbies that had nothing better to do than talk about who was hotter. For the first time, she felt she could relate to the unpopular girls she had known her entire life.

She looked at her husband, and smiled as she listened to him speak. He was a good man. Maybe she was not as good looking as the plastic-filled women in Breastford, but she was all woman... real woman. She noticed men looking at her all the time, not recently, but in the past this had proven true. She was one hundred percent real, and that's what Steven wanted.

"...get these damn pants off..."

Laura's eyes lit up as she listened to her husband speak. Strange...a second ago she was just thinking that he was not good looking enough for other women to want, but now that she was picturing him she realized that he was hard to resist. Her mind filled with his finely toned body and muscles looming over her...his rock hard member tickling her, teasing her...

She immediately turned to him and gripped him by his shirt.

"Now!" she said, pulling him as she increased the pace.

"What?" Coach Blue said, confused.

"Let's get home now!" Laura said as she dragged him along.

It took Coach Blue a minute to realize what was going on; but when he finally did, he shuttered at the mere thought. His little soir with Brittany and Brooke had lasted longer than he planned, and that had caused Laura to grow suspicious. If he ever wanted to take the heat off himself, this was the only way...and the time was now. 

Coach Blue looked back towards his office, which was quickly fading from sight. His eyes wandered to the door which led to the back hallway...and the girls' locker room. He could only imagine what Brittany and Brooke were doing in there; if they had not gone home yet, that is. 

He stared at the other exit with wanting in his eyes before turning back to his wife. It was going to be a long night.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 17



Brittany's bra was lying on the ground, next to Brooke's. The girls had draped their clothing over the small benches in the girls' locker room, but because of the sheer cup size of their bras and the weight they exerted it was difficult for their 36DD boulder-holders to stay draped across. They had opted to take to the ground, where they would have more freedom.

The girls stood in separate stalls rinsing down, as if trying to wash their troubles away. A tiled, concrete wall separated them from each other, but the glass doors at the head of each stall offered little privacy.

Brooke's boobs bounced with vigor as she repeatedly reached up to adjust the shower head. When she got it just right, her huge rack jiggled still and she sighed as drop after drop of cool, fresh water splashed atop her smooth skin.

In the next stall Brittany gasped as her own DD's received the same treatment. She sighed as rain poured over her busty mountains and trickled down into the deep valley of her cleavage.

Both busty babes were quiet as they watered their big, juicy melons...but it wasn't long before one of them broke the silence.

"That was disgusting." Brooke said.

"Unbearable." Brittany answered, trying to speak over the sound of the splashing water.

"I mean, did you see what he tried to do at the end?"

"Yeah, yeah I know." Brittany answered.

Brooke could sense the hesitation in her voice.

"Are you ok?" she asked her friend.

"Yeah, yeah...it's just...I didn't think things could get much worse, you know?"

Brooke paused for a moment before answering again.

"He's a pig." She said, finally.

Silence fell over them. It was as palpable as the cold water rushing down their bodies and making their nipples hard with excitement. For a while, the only sounds in the locker room were the sounds of running water and four glorious boobs bouncing beneath it as they splashed around playfully.

"He fucked our legs..." Brittany said as she ran her hand up and down a smooth, wet thigh.

"Don't remind me." Brooke said, unenthusiastically. 

"He's a pig." She added.

"Or a dog, more like." Brittany responded.

There was a quick silence, and then both girls bursted with laughter. Their giggles were louder than the sound of the cool water splashing down atop their mountainous breasts. But unlike the water, their giggling soon died down.

When it was over, Brooke spoke up with hesitation.

"Did you, umm, did you see the way he...the way he lifted us up off the floor?"

Brittany halted her shower for a moment. She knew, exactly, the moment Brooke was speaking of. It had been on her mind, as it no doubt had been on Brooke's.

"Yeah," Brittany answered, as casually as she could. "Yeah I saw...um, I could feel that."

"Yeah." Brooke said. "He's pretty strong, isn't he?"

"Yeah..." Brooke said, closing her eyes as she got lost in thought. "Very strong..."

It was a second or two before the silence woke Brittany up and she realized she had drifted into a deep thought.

"I mean, either that or he must have really wanted it." She quickly added.

"Yeah." Brooke said. "You're right."

Brittany heard her busty friend's shower come to an end as she turned it off. She soon followed suit and turned hers off as well. When she heard Brooke's door swing open, she opened hers and stepped out of the shower at the same time as her busty friend.

The two busty babes stepped out of the shower and were immediately hit by a cool, refreshing sensation as their smooth legs came into view. They were naked for only a moment; their huge jugs could be seen in all their glory before they were covered by thick, white towels. They wrapped the towels around their slim waists and dried off as best they could, patting their huge boobs lightly with their warm towels.

They walked over to their lockers, where they bent down to reach for their clothes. 

Brooke's towel was the first to drop, and her full, naked body came into view. Her smooth legs traveled up to her tiny waist and flat stomach, and just like an hourglass her upper portion heaved as explosively as the bottom half. Her massive rack swelled proudly atop her chest without sag or any sign of age, and it jiggled with a giddiness she continuously gave off (being a teenager); but rarely displayed.

Brittany's towel dropped next. Her body curved with the same explosive power Brooke's gave off...in all the right places. It generated a heat that complimented her busty friend nicely, with its smooth, slender legs and curvy figure. Her chest heaved with a power that rivaled Brooke's, but with a younger, more youthful and innocent bounce. When her boobs jiggled, it was with a force she could not control, but her nipples were a dead give-away that she was oh-so ready. They were just as suckable and piercing as her friend's.

"Still haven't thought of anything?" Brittany asked.

Brooke had finished drying, and had already begun to dress. She pulled her shorts up her long slender legs, and then started the tedious task of clothing her chest.

"No." she said. Her voice was muffled by the fabric of her gray shirt.

Brittany sighed as she, too, started to dress.

"I told him we wouldn't be back." She said.

"Yeah," Brooke responded. "You'll have to deal with that."

Brittany shot her a sad, disapproving look before her own face was covered by a school-issued article of clothing.

When they were finished, the girls began fixing their hair and stretching their shirts out over their mountainous racks as best they could; the word "Breastford" stretched across their chests obscenely in dark blue letters. They said nothing as they continued by fixing their hair.

The silence went on until they were done dressing completely. They both walked towards the door and exited. Once they were out of the gym, out of the school, and well on their way home Brittany decided to speak up.

"What do I tell my mom?" she asked.

Brooke paused before answering.

"The same thing you told her last time." She said.

"Practice?" Brittany asked.

"Practice." Brooke confirmed.

The rest of the walk home went on, uneventfully.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Coach Steven Blue awoke to the sound of the phone ringing the next morning. The previous night had been a bad one. The busty duo of Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust had left him hard as a rock with their talk and tease of a double-titfuck. That, coupled with the fact that he had taken a large dose of Paula's concoction prior to their playtime, had ensured his boner was still alive when he and his wife got home. He had tried every excuse in the game: headache, drowsiness, not in the mood; but none of them held water against the tent he was pitching under their bed sheets. 

Laura could sense that he was wide awake as well, because he was. Unbeknownst to her, however, was the StaminaX he had been taking on the side to withstand his nightly rendezvous with the busty blonde teens Brooke and Brittany – and their massive hooters.

No matter how hard he tried, Coach Blue could not deny that he was a new man whenever he took that blue concoction down the hatch. It was a miracle drink; it provided stamina, energy, and everything else he needed to become the sex machine he now was. 

But last night it had backfired. With no defense holding water against his horrendous wife he had had to make it as quick as he could. He was hoping it would last as short as fifteen minutes, but the potency of the blue liquid had almost squeezed an hour out of him. He had finally managed to blow a load on Laura's lower back after ramming into her from behind (he couldn't stand seeing her saggy breasts and ugly face staring back at him). With his wife not hindering his thoughts, it was much easier to think back to the big-titted duo and force his load.

He'd gotten a good night's rest though. Upon waking up he had feared that his morning erection would betray him once again, but the phone ringing provided a modest means of escape.

He rolled over and answered the phone.

"Hello?" he said, drowsily.

"Steven?" said a voice on the other end. "This is Paula. Good morning!"

"Oh, Paula." He said, immediately sitting up with intent. "Good morning."

Laura turned over and listened in on her husband's conversation as she awoke.

"Good morning." Paula said again. "Listen, I was wondering if you might spare me some time today."

There was a slight pause as Paula hesitated. But before long, she spoke up again.

"I want to offer you sweet relief from that horrendous wife of yours..." she said seductively. "...and give you a real woman's touch."

Coach Blue's eyes lit up with excitement. Laura was now straining her ears and doing her best not to make a sound that she might hear the conversation, but it proved no use.

"Absolutely!" Coach Blue said. He turned his head and directed the receiver a little farther from his wife. "I'd like to give you a touch..."

Laura could now only catch small fragments of speech draped in a hush tone. 

"I'll be there as soon as I can..." Coach Blue was saying. He paused and gazed over at his gym bag and the sports bottle that was jutting from it. "Just let me have my morning drink first."

When her husband hung up the phone, he looked and sounded fully awake. The conversation had lasted only a minute, but it looked as though Coach Blue were a new man.

"Paula?" Laura asked.

"Hm?" Coach Blue responded, trying to stall as he thought of what to say. "Oh, yes. She needs to go over some new methods with me."

Laura gazed at her husband as he stepped off the bed and began to dress. She tilted her head to the side and rested it on her hand, which stayed propped on the bed at an angle.

"Is that all?" she asked of him.

Coach Blue did not look at her as he spoke.

"Yeah, well, you know..." he said. "It's just always good to get a second opinion. You know us teachers."

"I know." Laura said. "How long is this going to take?"

"Don't know." Coach Blue said, as he threw a shirt up and over his head. "Could be a few hours."

"Hours?!" Laura replied, shocked.

"Yeah, well, I don't know, honey. One, two, maybe a few? At least. We may even need to spread this out over several days."

"Days??" Laura exclaimed. "I don't like this, Steven. I don't like you being over there and I especially don't like you being there with...her."

"Aww, honey." Coach Blue coaxed. "Give me a break. I'm trying to do my best here. I've got a job to do and I intend to do it, alright?"

"Why can't I come with?" Laura asked.

"Honey," Coach Blue said. "You're not an educator. You wouldn't understand, and plus, we can't exactly discuss school policy and practices with, well...you understand."

"Fine." Laura said. "Fair enough. But you call me, okay? I want to know what you're up to."

"What am I, ten years old?" Coach Blue responded. "I gotta check in with you all the time?"

"Just call me." Laura said.

"No." Coach Blue responded. "You call if you want, but I'm not gonna stop what I'm doing just because Laura says so."

"Okay, fine." Laura said. "I'll call if I get worried."

"Yeah," Coach Blue said as he finally finished getting dressed. He took a few steps and opened the door. "Yeah, you'll call."

Laura watched him open the door and walk out, but to her surprise he came back.

"I need a little refreshment." The coach said as he picked up his gym bag and took a long swig from his sports bottle.

Laura did not have a chance to say anything as he stepped out the door and made his way out of their house.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Paula breathed deep as Coach Blue stuck his tongue into her mouth. He had approached her with a confidence she had never seen him exhibit, and even now his actions were proving bold.

The two of them were sitting on the couch in her dimly lit living room. Although it was only morning, the sun was barely shining through the curtains as they caressed each other's mouths and faces.

She leaned back and bent over the armrest as Coach Blue leaned into her with force. He was really attacking her, and she decided that this was not necessarily a bad thing. She reached down between their bodies and made a beeline for his crotch. Her hand lightly gripped the bulge in his pants, and she began to caress it lightly.

Coach Blue reached up and placed a hand on one of Paula's large breasts. He had to squeeze and knead it through the fabrics of her work jacket and blouse, but he didn't mind. He squeezed the bulbous melon with enthusiasm and vigor, causing Paula to moan into his mouth.

The two of them stopped kissing and started to catch their breaths. Paula continued to massage his bulge through his pants, while Coach Blue took to unbuttoning her jacket and blouse.

"I never thought I'd get to see these babies again." He said as he pulled Paula's blouse and jacket apart.

He reached in and began to knead her tits through her bra. Paula arched her back at the touch, pushing her tits further into his grip.

"Will Natalie be joining us today?" Coach Blue asked.

Paula opened her eyes and went into thought. That was a rather bold thing to say at this moment, especially for Steven Blue.

"No, no she won't be." Paula said. 

Coach Blue shrugged.

"Then these milk jugs are all mine, then..." he said as he began to dive in to Paula's enormous rack.

He was interrupted, however, by the sound of the phone ringing.

"Of course..." he said, as took his hands off Paula's gorgeous body and pulled away.

"I'm sorry..." Paula apologized as she gathered her bearings.

"It's no problem." Coach Blue responded. "The telephone has not been my best friend lately."

"This will just take a second..." Paula said as she turned to answer the phone.

"Yes?' she said. "Mhm.....mhm.....no, no, not at all....of course...you're kidding..."

Coach Blue listened and waited as patiently as he could. He hoped this wouldn't take much longer. He'd taken an unusually large dose of Paula's potion this morning, and his hard on was raging with a vengeance. 

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can." Paula said. "Bye."

And with that she hung up the phone.

"Something wrong?" Coach Blue asked.

"No, no." Paula said. "I've just got to go to the office for a bit. Can we postpone this little meeting?"

Coach Blue's heart sank. But he quickly picked it back up when he realized that this afforded him an opportunity to restock on a certain...chemical.

"That's alright." He said. "I'd be more than happy to continue this some other time."

"Wonderful." Paula said.

She stood up, as did the coach, and the two of them made their way to the front door. Upon opening it Paula saw her daughter, Gretchen, approaching them from the driveway.

"Gretchen, dear." Paula said. "Back so soon?"

"Yeah," Gretchen said as she walked toward the front door. "Nina only wanted some company for a little bit."

Coach Blue perked up as he heard Nina's name mentioned, and he stepped out beside Paula to let Gretchen know that he was here. As soon as she saw him, Gretchen's eyes lit up; and she became like a whole new person.

"Gretchen, be a dear and show Coach Blue home. I've got to run to the office."

Gretchen stared at Coach Blue with adventurous eyes as her mother walked to her car.

"No problem, mother." She said, twirling her fingers through her hair as she stared at her coach.

"I'll be back in a few hours." Paula said as she stepped into the car and started it. "Treat him with kindness. And be courteous!"

She shouted this last part through the window as she began to pull out.

"Okay, mom!" Gretchen shouted as her mother pulled out of the driveway and out of earshot. She began walking toward Coach Blue at the front door, slowly, twirling her fingers through her hair and staring at him with wanting eyes the entire time.

"I plan on being very kind to him..." Gretchen said as she stepped closer to Coach Blue. "I also plan on being very kind to his big, hard, throbbing cock..."

Coach Blue was taken aback by Gretchen as she stalked him like a tiger stalks its prey. He awkwardly stepped back as Gretchen came up on him. She pushed him backwards, and back into the house.

She then turned around and closed the door, locking it as she did so.

When she turned back, Coach Blue was face to face with the busty teenage vixen and her generous D cups.

"Won't you please come in?" she said.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Mhmmmmm....mmm! MMM!" Gretchen moaned around Coach Blue's cock.

She could feel every inch of it throbbing, especially the head, as it tickled the back of her throat. She rewarded each and every throb of his manly girth with a powerful suction from her moist lips, making him throb even more.

Coach Blue was lying back in her bed, relaxed as could be. It was amazing. Gretchen was a beautiful bombshell of a babe, but if she wanted to make him cum she was going to have to blow him for hours on end. And he would love every minute of it.

Gretchen pulled his dick from her mouth and released it from her lips tenderly, making sure to run her lips around the tip as she did so. She caressed his throbbing rod lovingly as she held it next to her face, as though it were a friend she hadn't seen in a very, very long time. As it nestled and throbbed against her cheek, she turned her head and began to kiss it even more tenderly. She smothered it in gentle, girly kisses; making sexual noises and moans as she did so.

"Uhh..." she moaned between kisses. "Oh...uhhhh! Uhhh!'

"Whoa..."Coach Blue moaned.

Gretchen looked up at him as she smoothed his dick out with her lips, running them along his length.

"You like that?" she asked.

"Yeah..." Coach Blue moaned in ecstasy.

"Then you'll love this..." Gretchen said.

She then let his dick fall back and put her hands on the bed on either side of his body. She brought her fully-clothed chest up as she stood tall on her knees and lowered it so that it collided with Coach Blue's laying cock. 

Coach Blue moaned as he felt the fabric of Gretchen's multicolored shirt rubbing against his shaft. It was a soft, silky, and inviting fabric...and it was somewhat kinky.

Gretchen began to buck back and forth over him, running her chest up and down the length of his rod. Coach Blue's dick found its way to the middle of her rack and made an indention between her massive tits, pressing into her shirt and nestling into her cleavage. Gretchen could feel it throbbing as her boobs slid up and down it.

"Yeah?" Gretchen said. "You like that?"

"Mmmm..." Coach Blue moaned.

Gretchen now brought her hand down the bottom of her shirt, almost to her waist, where she gripped it and began to raise it against her body. She gave it a quick yank and soon Coach Blue felt his dick meet with the material of her bra as she pulled the shirt up and over her expansive chest. 

Coach Blue looked down at her and saw her bra-clad beauties rubbing against his crotch as her shirt stayed bunched around her neck.

Gretchen shook her tits from side to side, batting his cock with her bra-clad bosom. Precum leaked out of the tip and soaked into her bra; she could smell the musty aroma of a man as his cock slid against her bra.

"That feels so good..." Coach Blue said.

Gretchen smiled briefly, but it didn't last long as she now had a serious look on her face. She reached behind herself and began fiddling with her bra. Soon the unmistakable snap of a bra coming loose filled Coach Blue's ears, and he saw the straps of Gretchen's 36D bra come loose over her shoulders. 

Gretchen quickly wreathed her way out of the bra, and soon the cups fell forward on to Coach Blue's aching prick. She then moved the bra out of the way, and exposed her fully nude breasts to her coach in all their naked glory. 

Coach Blue licked his lips as he stared at Gretchen's massive beauties. He could hardly contain himself as she took his cock back into her hands and guided it into her cleavage. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 17



Slowly, her boobs wrapped around his cock; and he could feel her smooth flesh caressing him as she made herself comfortable. When she was ready, she began bouncing her boobs up and down with his cock wedged between them; jerking him off with those massive tits.

He moaned as Gretchen titfucked him with her big knockers. She was looking up at him as often as she could; the sensation of having his dick between her breasts was proving too much for her, it seemed. Her concentration was torn between looking at him and thrusting her head up in ecstasy and moaning. 

She could feel his hard shaft pulsing against her flesh as it slid against her chest plate and through her cleavage. She squeezed her boobs around him harder; creating a tight tit-sheath for him to slide his big sword into. 

Coach Blue bucked his hips in timing with Gretchen's bouncing hooters. The motion increased the feeling of the titfuck, and it also increased the pace. Soon, precum was leaking out the tip of his cock and drizzling down into Gretchen's beautiful cleavage. She didn't seem to care as her beautiful knockers got fucked.

In spite of the enjoyment her face was exhibiting, after a while Gretchen stopped bouncing. She let go of her big breasts and let them fall apart; Coach Blue's dick falling out from between them. 

Coach Blue was a bit disappointed at first, but when he saw Gretchen stand and start unzipping her pants his excitement returned. He watched Gretchen rid herself of her jeans and strip down to a bright, multi-colored pink and orange thong. It looked like something a teenage girl would wear...

Gretchen bent as she slid the thong down her smooth, slender legs. As she stepped out of it she threw her head up quickly, and flicked her hair back. Coach Blue's eyes were on her full, naked body as she stood straight in front of him.

"You like?" she asked of him.

"I do!" Coach Blue said, nodding excitedly.

Gretchen smiled as loomed over him on the bed. She swung one leg over his body and straddled him, cowgirl style. She slowly guided her clit over the tip of his cock. 

Coach Blue watched as she took hold of his cock and led it into her tight slit. A sharp chill went through his body, and he instinctively arched his back as he entered her warm confines. 

Gretchen closed her eyes and tilted her head towards Heaven. She moaned as she found it difficult to take his full length into her, but with much effort she was able to make herself comfortable on him.

Coach Blue was lost as Gretchen slowly raised up on his cock, and he became even more lost when she pounded back down. She was the tightest he had ever felt; her walls enclosed around him even tighter than her tits had, and that was saying something.

She hadn't missed a beat as she continued to ride him like a horse. Her rhythm was astounding for a girl her age, and she knew the exact pace in which he wanted it. She placed her hands behind her on his legs and arched her back, pushing her chest out and offering it to Coach Blue as she bounced up and down on top of him.

Coach Blue stared up at her big, bouncing tits and was unable to see her face. He was also unable to resist, and so he reached up to grab, squeeze, and fondle those bouncing funbags. His dick grew even harder upon touching them, causing Gretchen to yelp in surprise. She moaned and moaned as she pushed her coach's cock into her deeper.

Soon her pace increased, and the sound of slapping flesh could be heard echoing out of her bedroom and down the hall. 

Coach Blue took his eyes off her chest and looked behind her to the mirror, where he saw her buns slapping up and down with her riding. He turned his attention back to her rack and kneaded it in his hands roughly.

Gretchen was dripping with juices as she rode the coach's hard cock. The moisture seeped out of her and drowned it, making it slick and shiny. 

Coach Blue loved how wet he was making her. He was loving how tight she was, and good she was at fucking. It was hard to believe this busty young teenage girl had the bedroom skills she showed, but here they were right in front of him.

He bounced on the bed in rhythm with Gretchen's bouncing, and she began bucking her hips on him in unison. Coach Blue could feel her grinding down on him, and that fueled a tantrum for his dick. He started to go all out as the busty girl fucked him.

Gretchen didn't have time to react as Coach Blue started jack hammering his dick up into her, forcing it deeper into her body. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as Coach Blue fucked her.

She had stopped riding him altogether, and Coach Blue didn't care as he penetrated her with his hard piece.

The slapping sounds grew more rapid as he shoved his dick further into her repeatedly. Gretchen offered no fight as her coach took what was his...

"Ohhhh fuck!" She moaned. Liquid began pouring out of her as Coach Blue slowed his movements. She felt both drained and exhilarated at the same time, and the tight sheath she had on her coach now turned into a smooth and longing caress. 

Coach Blue relaxed on the bed as Gretchen collapsed next to him. He turned to her and the two engaged in a passionate kiss, filled with each other tongues. 

As they made out, Coach Blue wriggled his way over her. He positioned himself on top her missionary style and reached down to his crotch. He grabbed hold of his dick and guided the tip to her tight slit, where he began forcing it back into her.

Gretchen had grown tighter as he penetrated her once more. The walls of her clit gave him both relaxation and stress as they closed around him, coaxing him to buck his hips. The bed immediately began shaking back and forth as Coach Blue thrust himself into his busty student, fucking her. 

Gretchen was breathing deep as she looked at the man who was fucking her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him to and fro, guiding him as though he were a tool. But she soon realized that Coach Blue needed little guidance as he slammed his cock into her at just the right time. She arched her back and moaned as Coach Blue took her to the promise land.

Coach Blue looked as though he were having trouble containing himself as he strained to hold his load. Gretchen's tight clit wasn't making it any easier on him, and he knew that it wouldn't be much longer. He stared down at Gretchen's hooters below him and reached out to squeeze them, steadying himself in the process. Gretchen locked eyes with him as he fondled her big melons, bouncing in time with his thrusting. 

He now wriggled over her body, his hips began to spasm as he fucked the busty teen's brains out. Gretchen now let her voice go and she screamed in pleasure as Coach Blue loomed over her, his glistening muscles and toned body...

"YES! YES! YEEEEEESSSS!" she screamed.

Coach Blue moaned with exhaustion as he quickly pulled out from Gretchen's warm insides. He took hold of his dick and began stroking it as he wiggled up her body and straddled her chest. Gretchen didn't even have time to grab her breasts before Coach Blue began shooting all over them. She opened her mouth like a target, and Coach Blue aimed for it...and hit it. 

He stroked his cock over the busty girl until her face, neck, and tits were covered in his seed. When the bulk of it had been shot out he let his cock fall and rest on her big breasts, rubbing what little was left into her nipples.

He was breathing heavy as his cock throbbed against her chest. He then collapsed down next to her, and the two rested briefly before starting the next round.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

True to their word, Brooke and Brittany had not come back to him. For the next few days he didn't seem to mind; he was getting some on a regular basis with Gretchen. But as always, he grew bored of her real-world assets and began to pine for the extraordinary and succulent pieces of Breastford he had grown so accustomed to. Watching a gym full of busty, young girls bounce around for him every day was doing little to satisfy him, and after just a few days of feasting on Gretchen's humble D's he was ready for some real meat.

On this particular day the gym seemed to be moving slower than usual. At first he had difficulty finding the duo, but after a few moments he spotted them and their nutritious-looking milk jugs not ten feet away. He hastily made his way over to them; his mouth watering as he could already taste them. His body ached for the calcium those things could give him, not to mention the soft, bouncy pleasure...

"OWW!" Coach Blue yelled.

He had felt his erection press into something. As he had not noticed that someone had stepped in front of him, he had hit this person in the abs at full force...with his bulge. He immediately stepped back and tried to recover from the pain, taking in the sight of whoever had stopped him in the process.

It was a girl, a red-headed girl. He immediately glanced at her chest, saw that her breasts paled in comparison to Brittany's and Brooke's, and directed his attention back to the duo.

"Coach Blue?" the girl said. "I need to talk with you."

"In a minute, uhhh....err...."

He tried to play off the fact that he couldn't remember her name, while simultaneously trying to get rid of her.

"It's Mary." She said. "Mammaries?"

"Oh right, right." Coach Blue said.

He looked over the girl's red hair to view Brittany right after taking a jump shot. Her big boobs bounced up and down...jiggling with a youth and vigor that said she was still a teen.

"Do you have a minute?" Mary asked.

"Uhh..."

Coach Blue paused. Brooke had walked over to Brittany and congratulated her. She had bounced her own huge boobs deliberately and now the two seemed to be comparing breasts, apparently engaged in some sort of tit-war.

"Listen, Mindy..." Coach Blue said.

"Mary!" the girl repeated, getting frustrated.

"Right..." Coach Blue said.

Brittany and Brooke were now pressing their tits against each other, groping each other's gorgeous buns as they did so. Their boobs bounced around and collided as they danced and jiggled gracefully atop their generous chests. They rubbed, and rubbed...and rubbed...

"Yeah, listen, Mary." Coach Blue said, his attention divided. "I've got pressing matters to attend to."

He paused as all four of their DD's pressed into one another and ballooned out, big and bulging...

"BIG...pressing matters..." he added, trailing off. 

After a while, he remembered he was still in a conversation. 

"Why don't you come by my office later?"

He drifted out yet again as the busty duo turned their heads, and their attention, directly towards him. Brooke blew him a playful kiss, then she reached between her and her busty friend with her right arm; it disappeared from sight. Coach Blue watched, awestruck, as Brooke thrust her entire arm up between her and Brittany's huge racks. Her hand penetrated the double cleavage as she pushed her forearm through, which was soon enveloped by their soft fuck pillows.

Coach Blue's jaw dropped as he watched Brooke shove her arm through their tits repeatedly, simulating a double titfuck. Their big boobs bulged against her skinny limb while she fucked their big tits with it.

She paused for a moment, letting their big boobs slide down the length of her petite limb as she shoved it all the way through. Brittany stuck out her tongue and licked one of Brooke's fingers as her massive tits jiggled against her arm. She sucked on the finger briefly before letting it go with a pop and blowing Coach Blue a kiss.

"I just wanted to say that..." Mary said.

But Coach Blue paid her no heed as he stared at the awesome sight before him. Brooke now waved to him with her hand, which was nestled nicely above their big tits. Both girls began blowing him kisses, and gesturing him to join.

"I gotta go!!!" Coach Blue said, cutting Mary off.

"Hmph." Mary said, before storming off.

The eager coach hadn't even seen which direction she left in as he hastily made his way to Brittany and Brooke. His cock was throbbing inside his shorts, and it was making it uncomfortable for him to walk. When he finally got to the two girls, he stepped behind Brooke and pressed his crotch up against her gorgeous ass. He reached around and fondled Brittany's buns as he lightly and continuously humped Brooke from behind, watching their awesome boobs bounce into each other as he did so.

"Oh fuck..." Coach Blue said as he stared at Brooke's arm penetrating their DD cleavages. "I gotta have you babes, right now!"

He could feel Brooke's tight buns trying to envelope his bulge, the fabric of her shorts provided a rough but arousing obstacle for his manhood. Brooke turned her head to look at her coach, her arm still buried between her and Brittany's big tits. 

"You want these big breasts?" she asked of him.

Coach Blue only nodded as she said it; he felt his eyes begin to water.

"Well..." Brooke whispered into his ear lovingly.

"Too bad." Brittany said to him.

He felt Brittany's hand maneuver its way to his chest, where it briefly danced around on him before pushing him away.

Coach Blue didn't have time to think as he felt the soft flesh of Brooke's beautiful butt leave his crotch entirely; an act which really disappointed him.

"Hey!" he scolded. 

He stepped forward, attempting to press into Brooke once again, but the busty blonde turned around and held her arm out to him. 

"Down, boy." She said, her arm creating a barrier between him and her.

"What-"Coach Blue responded, befuddled.

"We spoke with our moms." Brooke said. "They have after school activities planned for us for the remainder of the year. Well...the majority anyway."

Coach Blue didn't know what she was getting at.

"What does that have to do-"

"That means no more late practices!" Brittany said with a smile. "With you..."

Coach Blue looked from the busty blonde to her friend, still unsure of what they were telling him.

"No more practices." Brooke said, with a serious tone.

It finally dawned on Coach Blue. Their mothers expected them to be home by a certain time. That meant that the fun for him was over. 

At first, he began to breathe heavy. The girls looked on at him, waiting for him to panic. But much to their dismay, the coach calmed down and began to think rationally.

"You honestly think that'll keep us apart?" he said to Brooke. "They can't hold you forever."

"No," Brooke said. "They can't. But it will give me enough time to think of something. And believe me, I will."

Coach Blue turned to Brittany, who then gave her head a slight tilt to show that she was backing her friend.

"All I'd have to do is talk to them about it. I'll explain to them that you need your practice, and then we can work out some type of schedule."

"And by then I would have thought of something else." Brooke said, with a smile. "But you can talk with them."

She and Brittany now had serious looks on their faces.

"If you can talk with them..." Brittany added.

She and Brooke then turned and began making their way across the gym, just as the bell was ringing. The gym soon filled with the sound of dozens of busty teenage girls filing out.

"You! You don't-" 

Coach Blue called after them. 

"I don't have to-"

It was no use. He couldn't think of anything else to say, nor would there be any point. He had no say over what Barbara Biguns and Beth Bust wanted their daughters to do. From what he had heard, Barbara and Beth were both avid members of the Cantaloupe Committee. This meant he had little to no say over Brittany and Brooke as students, or youths of the community in general. 

Infuriated and red-faced, he stormed off to his office and slammed the door.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"WHAT!" he yelled at the knocking door.

"Coach Blue? It's me, Mary. Can I come in?"

Trying to calm down, the infuriated coach ran a hand over his forehead.

"Oh..." he said. "Oh, Mary. I'm sorry, now's not a good time."

"But you said I could come by after class and talk with you about-"

"Oh, right, right right..." Coach Blue said, as he collapsed behind his desk. "I remember. Come in."

The door opened, and Mary Mammaries slowly stepped inside. 

Coach Blue immediately perked up in his chair. The modest red-head was much hotter than he remembered. She wore the same outfit all the other girls wore: her school issued gym clothing. But Mary had somehow made the outfit her own. The tiny blue shorts clung to her lower body like glue, and they accentuated her nice, round buns. Up top her gray shirt was hugging her chest, and not letting go. Her boobs were much bigger than Coach Blue remembered. They also looked more firm and had a rounder shape than he remembered. This was not the average-looking red haired girl he had overlooked several times in his gym.

Mary walked over to his desk, like a model on a runway. She abruptly placed her hands on the edge and propped her upper body up on them. This caused her tits to bulge into the confines of her shirt, ballooning out as if being offered to Coach Blue.

His eyes were glued to her now huge sweater meats, flaring in and out into her blouse as she breathed. They looked as though they were motioning him to come, or at the very least putting on a show for him. As he sat there watching the busty red-head's rack bulge in and out at him, he began to realize why she looked so different. He had always been accustomed to seeing Mary surrounded by the other girls, but not by herself. She did have a partner, but like her she was not the eye-candy one would expect from a girl in Breastford. Great things came in pairs, and the busty duo made it difficult for any girl to have her pair noticed. They overshadowed most of the other girls, especially if those girls did not have a busty counterpart like Brooke had Brittany and vice versa. 

But now that he was viewing Mary all alone in his office, he realized that she was every bit the knockout that Brooke was. Her legs were smooth and slender, her buns nice and round, her tits big and youthful, and she had the angelic face only a young teen could possess. Perhaps the only difference they had in build was that Mary was a bit shorter, not by much, but the height difference did wonders for her already huge rack.

"Let's talk business." She said, looking at Coach Blue with intent.

"Uhh...sure." Coach Blue said to her rack.

Mary did not waste a second in responding.

"I want to be on your first team." She said.

Reluctantly, Coach Blue shook the sight of her hooters out of his face. He looked up at her and jumped back into the conversation.

"And you think you have the skill for that?"

Mary looked at her coach with a small and ominous smile on her face. She relaxed her posture and collapsed on to the chair in front of his desk, slowly.

"You need a fifth member, and I'm as good a candidate as any." She said.

"Look, Mary..." Coach Blue began. 

"Call me Meredith." She interrupted.

"Alright." Coach Blue said. "Meredith. Girls come up to me all the time with this very same proposal. What do you have to offer that they don't?"

Meredith leaned back in her seat as she brought one leg up and crossed it over the other, her eyes fixated on Coach Blue.

"I'll do anything..." she said.

"Anything?" Coach Blue repeated.

The busty red-head nodded.

Coach Blue's breathing was getting faster. He felt as though he was right in the middle of a scene, and they were reading straight from a script.

"What...uh-

"I can see why you'd put Nina on the team." Meredith said. "But Gretchen? Come on, now."

Coach Blue was having trouble as Meredith continued to speak.

"But I'm willing to do whatever it takes." She said. "And more..."

The distraught coach didn't need to hear any more. He swiftly got up from his chair and walked around his desk to where the red-head sat, her legs still crossed. Her eyes followed him until he was standing right next to her, his bulging crotch level with her face.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 17



She didn't bat her eyes once as Coach Blue began pulling down his shorts and underwear. His hard cock sprang free not one inch from Meredith's face. Her green eyes filled with the sight of his mushroom-like head, and she instinctively knew what to do.

She reached up and immediately grasped the organ in her right hand. She stroked it lightly in her fingertips. 

Coach Blue gasped as the busty red-head maneuvered her hand around the tip of his cock, stopping only to grip and jerk it every so often.

Meredith now began stroking it faster, while making wanting faces and staring up at him. He had to take his eyes off the erotic faces she was making in order to keep from giving her a new face, which he intended to do later on.

Meredith's hand was soft and smooth; it wrapped around him so easily, and he was able to slide through her grasp even easier. 

She leaned forward and brought her lips to the tip. With the sexiest look she could muster, she kissed the tip of his cock eagerly.

Coach Blue wanted to cum right then and there, but he had much more things he wanted to do first.

"Suck on it..." he instructed.

"What?" Meredith said.

"Put it in your mouth and suck on it." Coach Blue reiterated.

"Wh-why?" Meredith asked, now feeling distraught.

Coach Blue reached around her red head and began pulling her towards him, trying to shove his cock into her mouth.

"Pttt! Stop!" Meredith said as his tip brushed her lips. "What are you doing?!"

"You said you would do whatever it takes." Coach Blue said, trying to play this off as helpful instruction from her basketball coach.

"Well, yeah but...this??" 

"Oh yeah..." Coach Blue said.

He let out a moan as Meredith now caved and let his cock enter her mouth. Her warm breath surrounded his throbbing head and made him lust for more.

The busty teen awkwardly worked her tongue around the tip while his shaft snaked its way in. She had that look of mock surprise frozen on her face. Her eyes became like darting missiles following the long, hard shaft as it disappeared into her mouth. 

Coach Blue could tell this was her first time. Not only was she a bit slow on the uptake, but the look in her eyes was a dead giveaway. Either way, he could not argue that this was exactly what he needed. In his mind, there was no such thing as a bad blowjob.

Meredith tried to stifle a cough as the tip of her coach's cock tickled the back of her throat. It had gone in deeper than she thought it would. She now realized that her pert lips were nearly touching the rest of him. She looked up at Coach Blue to see that his head was thrust upward as he enjoyed the sensation of her mouth on his cock.

Coach Blue now reached down and placed his hands atop her head. He began running his fingers through her fiery red hair as he pushed and guided her against his hard manhood. 

Meredith began to bob up and down in accordance with her coach's hands. Saliva dribbled down from her mouth and coated the underside of Coach Blue's cock, making it slick enough to slide in and out of her teen lips freely. Her hair began to sway to and fro, which made it difficult for Coach Blue to see the action. 

He reached down and scooped up large portions of her hair into his hands, holding it away from her face so as to get a good view of the oral stimulation he was receiving, as well keeping her movements under his control. Beneath her he could see the round humps of her busty globes bouncing lightly under her shirt and bra as she struggled to get the blowjob over with. He reached down and cupped the massive orbs in his hands, and then started to squeeze them.

Meredith instantly became cautious. Her eyes grew wide as she felt the unfamiliar sensation of a man's strong hands on her massive breasts. 

"Yeah, that's it Mer..." Coach Blue moaned as he squeezed her big breasts in his hands.

Although she was unsure, Meredith tried not to miss a beat as her basketball coach fondled her tits with his manly hands. She turned her entire body so that his her back was more or less against his legs. Her face pulled away from his cock momentarily, but her tongue kept him busy by sliding its way over one side, over the tip, and back down the other side. 

Coach Blue moaned as the busty redhead gave him better access to her busty globes. He reached over her shoulders with both hands and brushed her hair away from the big, bulging targets. As soon as the strands were gone he dug his fingers through her shirt and bra and began squeezing the giant hooters with rugged enthusiasm. 

Meredith was now taking his cock into her mouth repeatedly, increasing the pace of the blowjob. She bobbed over it swiftly, and after a few minutes she ran out of steam and had to take to sucking on it gently once more.

"Ohhhhh...." Coach Blue moaned as he took her big tits into his hands. The big orbs filled his hands completely as he sank his fingers into her busty balloons. He took one and held it up in one hand, then let it fall as he brought the other one up in opposite. He weighed them back and forth, trying to gauge what size she was. The sheer weight of the huge melons was enough to indicate that she was at least a DD, just like Brittany and Brooke. 

A look of surprise fell over Meredith's face as Coach Blue's cock grew even harder in her willing mouth.

Coach Blue thought back to the busty, blonde duo as he squeezed Meredith's big jugs. They were definitely smaller than either Brooke's or Brittany's but not by much. In fact, it probably wouldn't be noticeable unless they all three were standing side by side, topless.

He contemplated the size of her big melons as they bounced and jiggled in his hands. 

Aside from having larger tits, the busty duo knew how to accentuate. They had a posture that showcased their massive jugs perfectly...teasingly. This girl had no such aura. She also lacked that teasing, "come get it, big boy" attitude which was anything but slutty. Yes, he thought as he grabbed her big melons, Brooke and Brittany were definitely hotter.

Meredith began sliding her tongue all the way around his manhood, making sure to flick the tip whenever it was within distance. She did this for about minute before taking it back into her mouth and sucking on it...hard.

"Oh...oh God!" Coach Blue moaned.

He reached down below the redhead's chest and grabbed her by the waist. 

Meredith felt his cock pop out of her mouth and didn't have time to ask what as she simultaneously felt his hands on her waist.

Without warning, Coach Blue lifted her up from her seated position and turned her around, giving her a new position in front of his desk.

"What-"Meredith asked as her big tits now hung directly over her coach's desk.

"Relax." Coach Blue said as he slapped his hand across her gorgeous ass. 

Meredith looked behind her and saw Coach Blue's gaze fixated on her rear.

The coach ran his hands over her buns lovingly, before sinking his fingers into the mesh-like fabric of her gym shorts. Her beautiful cheeks filled his hands, and he reached around to pull them closer to him. 

Meredith obliged and pushed her rear out to where her coach was guiding it. Her long, slender legs shifted positions and she bent one knee as the underside of Coach Blue's cock collided with her ass.

"Ohhhhuhhhhh...." Coach Blue moaned.

He reached for the hem of her shorts and started to pull them down slowly. As he did so, a skimpy, black thong came into view. He admired it for a brief moment before deciding that it, too, should be tugged down. 

In one motion, he pulled both her shorts and underwear down slowly...dragging them to her ankles; her beautiful and smooth legs filling his eyes the entire way. At the bottom, he pressed his face up against her right leg and dragged it all the way up to her asscheek, which he pressed his lips against briefly. He then stood up, and admired the heart shaped sight of her posterior.

He took his dick in his hand and slowly guided it up to the entrance of her slit. 

Meredith perked up as she felt the tip of his cock tickling her woman hood. She breathed deep and arched her back as Coach Blue slowly inserted his dick into her warm insides. 

Coach Blue moaned as her tight walls enclosed around him. He met with some blockage, but he maneuvered his way through with finesse and patience. When he was in as far as he could go, he slowly pulled back out.

Meredith moaned as Coach Blue repeated the process. She felt his hands on the sides of her waist, but she was more focused on being filled to the brim with his hard, throbbing cock. She could feel every detail of it as it snaked its way into her. 

"OHHH!" She moaned as Coach Blue roughly shoved his cock into her.

"OHH! OH! UHH!"

Each scream from her lips indicated a new thrust from her coach's hard prick. Coach Blue was steadily increasing the pace as he rammed into his busty student from behind.

Meredith reached around behind her and placed her hands on Coach Blue's sides, so as to have better balance as her pelvis collided with the coach's desk repeatedly.

"Mmph!" she moaned. "Oh! Uhhh! Mmph!"

Coach Blue pulled the chesty babe against him faster and harder, using her as leverage for his dick. He watched her buns jiggle around his cock as he fucked her, and he had to look away as the sight was much too erotic.

"Mmph! Mmph! MMPH!" Meredith moaned.

Coach Blue was fucking her harder and faster. His cock slid in and out of her as though it was possessed and he was no longer in control.

Meredith placed her hands on the edge of his desk and propped her arms up, so as to create some resistance and to keep her butt from jiggling so much. But the action caused her tits to balloon out, and they now jiggled with twice the vigor her buns had shown.

Coach Blue saw the busty orbs jiggling around as he looked passed her back. He immediately reached forward and grasped the big, jiggling melons. He squeezed them as they struggled to bounce free from his manly grip. 

"Mmph!" Meredith moaned as her ass got pounded and her tits got fondled.

The coach pulled the busty red-haired girl closer to him by her tits. She arched her back, but her ass stayed jiggling over her coach's hard cock as he continued to fuck it. She was breathing heavy as Coach Blue felt up her big hooters.

"Yeah, that's it Mary...that's it Mary..." Coach Blue said.

"Mmph!" Mary moaned as she was met with thrust after thrust from Coach Blue's hard dick.

"Uhhh....uhhhh....I'm going to cum..." Coach Blue said into the side of Meredith's face.

Meredith felt Coach Blue squeeze her tits hard as a cool sensation shot up through her body. It flooded her and she couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Coach Blue was grasping her tits as though he needed them, and he gave a few final thrusts into her luscious rear. He wreathed around behind her as her buttcheeks jiggled to a stop around his spent cock.

Meredith felt the thrusting stop, and immediately grew tired. She leaned forward, and she soon felt Coach Blue leaning against her (his hands still on her tits). The two of them stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath.

Meredith now felt Coach Blue's hands coming back to life around her tits. She felt her boobs being squeezed lightly. Her eyes grew wide as Coach Blue spoke again.

"That was great, Mer. Now let's see those tits."

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Gretchen sat with Nina, behind the counter of her mother's store. She was busy filing her nails; Nina was trying out a new shade of nail polish.

"So anyway," Nina was saying. "I get to the part where the ground changes from dirt to sand, and before I know it I'm at the beach, and the ocean is there."

Gretchen blew on her fingers to clean them off.

"This is where you usually wake up, right?" she asked.

Nina nodded.

"And those people are still chasing you?"

Nina nodded once more.

"Yeah," she said. "Only this time...this time I actually jump into the water."

Gretchen gave Nina her undivided attention.

"And?" she said, impatiently. "What next?"

"Well..." Nina said. "It's really cold. And I don't get wet. And after awhile I start to fall – upwards. Like I'm swimming, except I'm not."

Gretchen went back to filing her nails.

"Then when I get to the surface, I'm falling back down again on the other side of the water. And when I land, I land on a bed."

"A bed?" Gretchen asked, as she switched fingers.

"Yeah." Nina said. "And it's the most comfortable bed I've ever been on."

Gretchen shrugged her shoulders.

"And as I'm looking around the room," Nina continued. "I realize that it's exactly the way I would want my room to look."

"That's pretty neat." Gretchen said.

"I guess so." Nina responded. "And there are these pictures..."

She trailed off. Gretchen turned her attention back to her.

"And?" she asked.

"And then this...this guy shows up, and..."

"A guy?" Gretchen asked, excited. "Who is it?"

Nina turned her face away from her friend, casually.

"I don't know." She said. "I never see his face."

There was silence, and Gretchen turned her focus back to her nails. She contemplated the dreams she, herself, had been having. Her dreams seemed to reflect her suspicion that Coach Blue was having intimate relationships with other women, perhaps even some women close to her. Her head told her there was no way this was possible, save for the intervention of her own mother. But deep in her heart of hearts she had this feeling...

She wondered if the time she had spent away from Breastford had pushed Coach Blue over the edge. What was it her mother had said?

"Just find him, and come back."

She had done exactly that. But this hardly seemed like a victory.

Fortunately, she had been able to spare her new coach the complete wrath of her mother and Natalie Knockers.

She now turned to Nina, who was busy polishing her nails nonchalantly. Nina sat there; the object of so many a men's dream with her straight, brown hair, virgin eyes, and big, full breasts. Gretchen looked away in disgust as she watched Nina's boobs bulge into the fabric of her cotton shirt while she breathed. She quickly got a hold of herself and told her that it was simply jealousy causing her to look away. Nina was a good friend. But good friend or not, she wasn't sure if she could bear the thought of Coach Blue...

"So your dream..." Nina said, interrupting her friend's thoughts.

"What?" Gretchen asked, surprised.

"What was it about?" Nina said, turning to her friend. "Your dream?"

"Oh." Gretchen said. "It's nothing. Not much to talk about."

"Hmm." Nina said, as she looked at her nails.

After a brief silence Gretchen, too, turned back to her nails.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Huuuuu....ahhhhh....ahhh..."

Both Coach Blue and Meredith Mammaries were breathing heavy as they collapsed on the couch in his office. Meredith was sprawled across half its length; Coach Blue right behind her.

The busty redhead's big breasts were pressing against the seat cushions, and its cold touch made them swell in arousal. She paid it no heed, however. She was much too busy trying to recover from the hardcore scene which had just occurred.

Coach Blue could be heard behind her, panting even harder than she was. His spent manhood was pressed against the crevice of her butt flesh, and his hands idly wandered to where her big breasts dangled. He squeezed the monstrous globes as they heaved with each of her deep breaths, until they were breathing on the same level once more.

Satisfied, he decided to break the silence.

"That was great, babe." He said.

He slapped her across the ass with his hand.

Meredith perked up momentarily, but she soon became calm as the surprise wore off.

"I've never done that before..." she said.

Coach Blue wiped his hand across his mouth; he had begun to drool after feeling up the chesty redhead's massive jugs.

"You'll get used to it." The coach said.

Meredith turned her head to face her coach.

"Does this mean I got the position?" she asked.

"Oh yeah..." Coach Blue said as he eyed her gorgeous body. 

Meredith closed her eyes and smiled in bliss.

"You'll have to keep up your game, though." Coach Blue said as he squeezed her giant melons. "Unless you want some other girl to steal your position away."

Meredith frowned.

"You mean...this kind of stuff?" she asked.

Coach Blue nodded ominously.

"I thought once we did this it would be...you know...I thought this was a one-time thing?"

Coach Blue turned his head up and smiled, his hands overflowing with her massive tit-flesh.

"Not by a long shot." He said, turning back to Meredith. "In fact..."

He pressed his crotch against the redhead's rear, forcefully. Meredith gasped as she felt his rock hard member poking her from behind.

"I think it's time for you to start protecting your position...right now..."

Meredith could feel the tip of his cock tickling the entrance to her tight tunnel.

"Wait, Coach..." she said. 

But her sentence was cut off, and the next word she was going to say was replaced by a loud, yet modest moan.

"Mmph!"



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 18



"Are you ready to see the greatest show in the world?"
[...dlrow eht ni wohs tsetaerg eht ees ot ydaer uoy erA...]
"Are you ready to see the greatest show in the world?"
[...dlrow eht ni wohs tsetaerg eht ees ot ydaer uoy erA...]
"Are you ready to see the greatest show in the world?"

She had awoken abruptly, courtesy of a loud thud and the clacking of her window pane. Upon getting up to assess the commotion she had found a single solitary item on her window sill, which eventually found its way into her disk drive.

Her emotions caught her by surprise. She immediately wiped the moisture from her face and began a thorough analysis of this mid-night package. As the video reeled on she found herself angry, distraught, confused, and sad...all at the same time. It was as though her worst fears had been realized, and it was all she could do to keep from losing her sanity.

She quickly found herself even more saddened, and then angry, and queasy...but mostly she found herself frustrated. She was frustrated for having ever met the man. 

She watched the video...unblinking. Rage began to build up, and she soon grew sick to her stomach. The way those two blonde sluts and their big, heaving breasts bouncing... 

But that ill feeling quickly subsided as her mind wrapped itself around the situation. 

She stood straight and fixed herself up. Then (as though on auto pilot), she quickly got a hold of herself and ejected the disk. She carried it with her back to her bed and tucked it in under the mattress and out of sight.

Brittany and Brooke were going to pay, and with that thought in mind she walked to her bedroom door, opened it, and yelled.

* * * * * * * * * * *

"I just hope...you understand...the severity of this issue..."

Coach Blue was speaking in fragments; it was hard not to with two beautiful women such as Barbara Biguns and Beth Bust sitting right across from him. The busty two-some had granted his request to have a two-on-one, but after seeing the titanic-sized tits these two MILFs were hauling he found that all he could think about were those 2 mega-sized racks on his one, aching...

"Both our daughters have enrolled in a program, suggested by Madeline herself. Girls will be allowed to tag along with members of the committee in order to gain a thorough understanding of what the future might hold."

Beth seemed to be doing most of the talking. It was she who had spoken to Coach Blue on the phone, but he had had a subtle suspicion that Barbara would be showing up as well.

He could not help but notice how attractive these two women were. Their sexy demeanor was every bit as explosive as their daughters'. Their breasts swelled proudly atop their massive chests; they showed no signs of age or sag. They even looked to be as perky as their daughters' boobs. 

Barbara and Beth both looked to be about a DD. That would have put them around the same size as their busty daughters. Coach Blue could not believe it. Brooke and Brittany were around the same size as their moms! And since the girls were still young, there was a good chance they would go even larger...surpassing their moms in bust size. The thought of the busty duo busting their mothers' bras wide open was enough to give him a throbbing erection. He eyed Barbara's and Beth's big busts as the two carried on their conversation.

"And they aren't the only ones." Barbara said. "Any girl that wants to get involved may do so."

Coach Blue had to shake his head free of all thoughts in order to continue their convo.

"Doesn't that give certain girls, with certain families, easier access?" he asked.

Barbara shook her head.

"Look," she said. "We are getting away from the point."

"Which is?" Coach Blue inquired.

"That our girls simply don't have the time to bounce their basketballs in your gym."

Coach Blue felt a slight twitch in his pants. He had to hide a smile before going into a response.

"I'll tell you the same thing I told them. If they don't receive the training that I have to give them, then I'm afraid they will have to be cut from my first team."

"How dare you..." Beth started. "Do you think you can just-"

Barbara silenced her immediately by putting her hand out.

"What my colleague means..." she said. "is that my daught –ahem, our daughters- were awarded this honor. To take that away from them would absolutely ruin my –I mean, our-...their reputations. These girls struggle hard to maintain the status they've achieved, and without that status, we're nothing."

Coach Blue leaned forward and put his elbows on the desk.

"Okay." He said. "I'm going to level with you. Stepping out on to that floor my first day, I didn't see a whole lot of talent to work with. But as a coach, you gain an eye for potential. While Brittany and Brooke aren't the most talented players out there, they show a huge amount of potential. But potential doesn't mean anything unless you hone your skills. Without these extra hours...I'm afraid your girls just won't cut it."

Coach Blue now sat back triumphantly. Most of what he had said was true. The only thing he had really lied about was the motive, but seeing as how he never really gave one...

"Brooke helps me run a store in her spare time." Barbara said. "It teaches discipline."

"My class teaches discipline as well." Coach Blue rebutted. "It's what makes the good athlete a great one."

Barbara now toned down her words as she and Beth had a quick and quiet conversation. 

Coach Blue sat back and let the two women whisper to each other. Their professional attire made them seem a little like schoolgirls who just happened to be playing dress up in his office. The roles they were playing were those of the busty librarian or the lascivious school teacher. Both roles took full advantage of the big, heaving breasts beneath their button up blouses.

His cock was quickly hardening in light of the two big-boobed MILFS arguing in his office. He could definitely see where Brooke and Brittany each got their looks. Both of their moms had the same model-like legs their daughters showcased (which, at the moment, were crossed) as well as the full, well-developed breasts he had become addicted to.

The way their boobs were pounding on the insides of their blouses did little to calm his erection. He knew they had to be around the same size as their two busty daughters: DD. It was hard to tell whose were larger.

Such was the case for most of the women in Breastford, he noticed – with the obvious exception of Nina and Natalie Knockers. Nina, by far, had the biggest boobs he had ever seen...in Breastford or otherwise. And they were far bigger than her mother's...

All these thoughts of busty mothers with even bustier daughters were driving his cock wild as he watched Beth and Barbara bicker. He wondered what it must feel like to have those two busty babes sharing time with his cock the way their daughters had done. Their mouths slobbering and salivating on either side of his cock...while their big-boobed daughters pushed their huge tits together on either side of his face...

"Okay." Barbara said.

"Huh? What?" Coach Blue said, sitting up attentively all of a sudden. He'd become distracted by his own imagination.

Beth and Barbara exchanged glances.

"I said..." Barbara continued. "That we've decided to allow you to continue your after-school practice sessions with our daughters."

Coach Blue clapped his hands together. This was really going to piss off the duo. As a nice gesture, perhaps the next time they practiced he would make sure not to cum on their faces and instead focus his efforts on their big tits. Brittany and Brooke were going to need sperm guards for their huge racks. 

Quickly, he pulled himself back to reality. He then stood up, and both women could see the obvious bulge jutting from his jeans. 

Barbara's eyes grew wide. She was too busy staring to look at the expression on her friend's face...but she guessed it to be the same as her own. One of wonderment and awe...

Beth could not believe her eyes. It was such a rare occurrence to see a dick as hard as his was...especially when she was present. Today, however, it was not just her that had showed up...but also Barb...

"Yes...well....it can be...very hard...very, very hard..." Barbara trailed off.

Beth turned to her friend just in time to see her tongue slide along the bottom portion of her upper lip. She had a look of bliss on her face.

"Ahem." Beth said.

Barbara turned to her friend. Beth gave her a gesture with her eyes, and Barbara quickly got the point. Being careful not to make eye contact, both women now stood up as well.

"I'm sorry?" Coach Blue said.

"Oh!" Barbara said. "I was saying that it's very...difficult...to make a decision like this for your child. But I'm sure you understand."

"I don't really..." Coach Blue said, as the three of them slowly made their way to the door. "I don't have kids."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Beth said.

"Uuuhh...thanks?" Coach Blue responded. He then reached for the door and opened it for the two busty women.

He watched the two of them leave, their big boobs jiggling with each step they took. He had visions of their buttons popping off and their blouses being ripped open...

After they said their goodbyes, he quickly shut the door and leaned his back against it. He reached down to his aching erection and began rubbing it through his jeans.

"Holy...fucking...TITS!" he said. 

* * * * * * * * * * *

"That was a bust." Barbara said. "How do those girls do it?? Did you see how hard he was?"

Beth was smoothing out the bottom of her blouse.

"Well, they don't do it." She said. "Obviously, he'd be gone if he tried to."

"Yes but I'm sure curiosity accounts for something." Barbara said. "I myself am pretty curious..."

"Oh, stop." Beth chuckled.

The two women laughed as they made their way out of the school.

"Did you gather enough information for Madeline?" Barbara asked.

"I did." Beth answered. "And honestly, I don't see what the big deal is."

"Well obviously there must be something." Her friend said. "I mean, she's pulling out the big guns after all."

"I thought Miss Biguns was the 'big guns.'" Beth laughed.

"Shut it." Barbara said. "At any rate, I'm perfectly comfortable leaving Brooke there to practice her basketball."

"Ah, so the truth finally comes out." Beth winked.

"Oh hush." Barbara replied. "I'd be more worried if he were better looking, but I think his barbaric personality offsets...anything else...he might have."

"I couldn't agree more." Beth said. "The man's a Neanderthal."

"Do you think that's why Madeline sent us?" Barbara asked.

"Could be." Beth answered. "But I know one thing for certain."

"What's that?"

"If I was a teenage girl, I wouldn't want to spend any more time with him than I had to. And I'm sure Brittany feels the same way."

"I hear ya, Barb."

* * * * * * * * * * *

"Ohhhhh....FUCK! Ohhhhh....GOD!" Brittany yelled as Coach Blue found her nipple through her shirt and bra.

He had squeezed the big orb gently and softly, before giving it a particularly hard squeeze and moving his thumb and fore finger down towards her nipple. 

He now leaned down and kissed Brittany on her bare neck. Brittany's chest heaved and she breathed heavy from the kiss, causing her big tits to push upwards into the underside of Coach Blue's face. The eager coach quickly looked down and caught a glimpse of the busty blonde's deep cleavage just before burying his face in the tops of her heaving bosoms.

Brittany could feel her coach's tongue sliding into her cleavage and licking the sides of her big breasts from the insides. The smell of Brittany's bra filled Coach Blue's nostrils and made him even more aroused as he ravaged her big boobs as best he could.

He then pulled out from Brittany's bust and turned his head in the opposite direction. He was met with the word "Breastford" printed neatly across Brooke Biguns' shirt...and chest. The cloth of her shirt enveloped his face as her own boobs pushed and shoved against him. He turned his head from side to side...making sure that every inch of his head was rubbed by her gorgeous and busty orbs.

He moved his hand from Brittany's ass and rested it on her lower back. He then pulled her towards him, and soon her fully clothed rack was making a beeline for Brooke's...with his head in the crossfire. He moaned as he felt a second pair of boobs pressed against his head. He twisted and turned in every direction...no matter which way he turned he felt the soft flesh of beautiful, youthful boobs bouncing and jiggling around his head.

His face could no longer be seen. All that the girls saw when they looked down at their double-cleavage was his hair spread across the tops of their breasts.

Coach Blue was lost. He could feel the ironed-on letters of their shirts rubbing against his face hard...but he didn't care. He knew that behind those letters were the biggest, bounciest basketballs he had ever played with, and feeling the flesh of their giant melons through their shirt and bra was as much of a turn on for him as feeling the flesh itself.

"sis...oo...ter...have...in..." Coach Blue said.

Brittany and Brooke looked at each other in confusion. Coach Blue was trying to say something, but his words came out muffled through their giant racks.

"What?" Brooke asked.

The girls now felt the rugged features of Coach Blue's face sliding up through their cleavages simultaneously. They each felt his head penetrating their massive racks as his face slowly emerged between them. As it did so, their melons draped across his shoulders and shaped themselves around his head; their busty titflesh bulging around his face. When he was done, his head looked like a whack-a-mole doll jutting out from between their massive mountains. Brooke, personally, thought it was appropriate...considering she wanted to whack him over the head. But instead, she inquired about his earlier statement.

"What was that, Coach?" Brooke asked.

Coach Blue paused as he took in his busty surroundings. He turned his head from side to side and stared down at the titanic sized tits bunched around his neck and chin. He lowered his face so that their massive jugs were filling his eyes and nostrils with their softness. He then quickly pushed his head up through their cleavages once more and watched carefully as they bounced and jiggled into place around him. He was literally surrounded by big, beautiful boobs.

"I said..." he continued, as he stared down at their huge mammaries. "This is Hooter Heaven..."

Brittany and Brooke looked at each other as Coach Blue continued to have fun between their tits. They rolled their eyes indicating to each other that they were both annoyed.

"I can't believe you talked my mom into this." Brooke said.

"Yeah," Brittany said. "Mine either."

"Believe it!" Coach Blue said as he pushed his head through their cleavage and broke free from their massive tits. He grabbed each girl by her skinny waist and pulled them both close to him, so that their bodies were pressed against his. He then guided his hand to their butts and began kneading their buns in his hands.

"You busty babes are all mine..." he said, as he stared down at their big, round boobs pressing into him. "And I'm gonna do something with all those tits that I've wanted to do for a long time. Since that day we were interrupted."

The two girls looked at each other. They knew exactly what he was talking about. 

Coach Blue's heart was pounding hard as the two chesty teens began slowly sliding their tits down the side of his body. His mouth was watering and his cock was hard in anticipation for what was about to happen. Their big racks now came into contact with his legs...and he felt their huge tits sliding across his inner thighs as they made a beeline for his crotch. Any second now, their busty racks were going to collide once more, but this time –instead of his head being in the crossfire- it was going to be his dick.

He felt the girls' hands begin to fumble with his pants, but; just like last time, there was a knock at the door followed by a voice from the other end.

"Coach Blue?"

"Yes!" Brooke chirped as she jumped up.

Coach Blue watched her big boobs bounce as she jumped to her feet. It was mesmerizing to watch them jiggle into place atop her chest.

"Saved!" Brittany said as she, too, jumped up.

Now the coach had two pairs of DD's bouncing in his sights, but a second ago they had been at his thighs...and he now felt like crying.

"Aw, maybe next time, Coach..." Brittany said, as she gave his crotch a quick pat.

The joking and laughter ceased, however, as the door to the coach's office swung open. Gretchen Swanson was standing on the other side of the doorway, with a serious look on her face. 

"Get out." She said to Brittany and Brooke.

"Gladly." Brooke said as she and Brittany made their way to the door.

As they reached Gretchen, Brooke stopped to make conversation.

"And what makes you think you can boss us-"

"I said..." Gretchen stated. "Get OUT."

"Oh...r-right...." Brooke said hurriedly as she and Brittany quickly made their way out the door.

Gretchen kept her eyes fixated on her coach as the two busty blondes made their way out of his office. When the door was shut behind them, she took a few abrasive steps forward...until she was pressed up against Coach Blue.

The coach could feel her humble breasts pressed against his body...but they paled in comparison to the busty duo. After getting mouthfuls of their giant jugs, Gretchen's felt more like mosquito bites.

Gretchen stood on her toes and pushed her face into his. The two locked lips, with Gretchen being more forceful than usual. Her tongue slid its way into his mouth as though it had a purpose, a mission even.

Coach Blue reached around to Gretchen's ass and prodded it with his fingers. They sank into her buns and she moaned into his mouth. She ground up against him...his cock was still hard from his recent trip to Hooter Heaven. In the midst of their passionate kissing, Coach Blue heard the clicking sound of his doorknob turning, but Gretchen was not letting up. She brought him back to her by reaching down between them and massaging the bulge in his jeans. Coach Blue moaned in approval for the next ten seconds or so while the intruder entered his office. 

After a while, Gretchen let their kissing subside...although she kept massaging his prick through his jeans. Coach Blue looked up to see who had entered his office, and as soon as he saw her vibrant, red hair he knew exactly who it was. Both she and Gretchen were wearing their workout clothes...the same style of clothes Brittany and Brooke had been wearing.

"This is my friend Meredith," Gretchen said as she continued to massage his prick. "the 'BJ Queen.'" 

Mary licked her lips seductively, and then walked to Coach Blue's side...the side that Gretchen wasn't on. She huddled in with the two of them, and soon Coach Blue felt her pressing her tits into him. He put a hand on each of their waists as Gretchen spoke up again.

"You don't mind if she joins us, do you?"

* * * * * * * * * * *

Coach Blue's lower body had a mind of its own. His knees were bending slightly, and his pelvis was thrusting involuntarily as Gretchen sucked on his dick. She could do some amazing things with that mouth of hers...and adding Mary to the fun just meant they were all the more amazing. 

Gretchen moaned around him as her tongue swirled around his shaft. She then covered the shaft with her lips, and Coach Blue felt the head being swallowed into her throat. He moaned as Gretchen bobbed her head up and down his shaft...jerking him off with her mouth. The suction she was asserting was enough to make him want to blow his load, but he couldn't do so prematurely, and especially not with the red-headed Meredith in the room.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 18



Meredith gazed up at Coach Blue and threw him dirty looks as Gretchen continued to blow him. After seeing enough of her dirty looks, Coach Blue decided that he had to have her suck his dick as well. He pulled out from Gretchen's lovely and wanting mouth and guided his cock over to Meredith. She immediately took it between her lips and ran her tongue over the tip. Coach Blue was lost as the sexy redhead treated his cock to a tongue massage. His dick pulsed and throbbed against her tongue, and she responded by applying more pressure. Meredith then wrapped her lips tightly around his dick and slowly made her way to the base...until his head was tickling her throat. She pulled it out dripping in her saliva, catching her breath while her hand reached for it and began jerking him off.

Gretchen reached up and helped her accomplish the deed. Coach Blue leaned back on his desk as the two babes gave him a handjob. After a few minutes, Gretchen took the initiative and started to blow him once more. As soon as he felt her lips pursed against his rod Coach Blue perked up. He reached for her brown hair and placed a hand on her head. He began pulling her into him, bobbing her head for her. Gretchen complied as Coach Blue face fucked her for a few minutes. 

The horny coach now took his dick from Gretchen's mouth and guided it to Meredith's once more. The red-head did just as Gretchen had done and began bobbing up and down on her coach's dick furiously. Coach Blue ran his fingers through her red hair and enjoyed the sensation of her mouth.

He then turned his head to Gretchen. She was staring up at him seductively. She puckered her lips and made a kissing gesture at him.

Coach Blue had flashbacks to two pairs of lips gliding up and down his cock; to when Brooke and Brittany had treated him to a double blowjob. He remembered thinking the only thing that could make that better was Gretchen's skilled mouth...and now that Gretchen was here with a friend he was ready to see how well her skilled mouth could share. 

He took Gretchen by the head and guided her to his shaft. She immediately latched on to the base of his cock and began slowly sliding her lips up his length. Meredith granted her access to the entire shaft by taking only the tip of his cock into her mouth. 

Although it wasn't exactly what he wanted, Coach Blue had to sit and enjoy as one babe tongue-bathed the tip of his cock and the other babe took his shaft. It felt like Heaven with those tongues sliding on his manhood.

After a few minutes, he decided to try one more. Since Gretchen was already sliding her lips up and down the right side of his shaft, he took Meredith by the head and guided her from the tip to the other side of his dick. But to his dismay, Gretchen slid her lips up his cock all the way to the tip...where she took her friend's previous position around his tip. 

Once again, Coach Blue sat back as Meredith blew his shaft and Gretchen sucked on the head of his cock. No matter which way he looked at it, a double blowjob was a double blowjob – and he couldn't resist one from Meredith Mammaries and Gretchen Swanson. He opted to just lean back and let the girls have their way.

Gretchen swirled her tongue around the tip his cock, making sure to bat it back and forth. She then placed her lips around it and sucked as though it were a lollipop. Coach Blue moaned as Gretchen swallowed his head...her lips felt so good, so moist and warm...

Meanwhile, Meredith was sliding her lips up and down his shaft. She could make out every vein and every bump as her soft lips glided down his length. As she made her way back up, her face momentarily collided with Gretchen's. But she quickly moved away.

Gretchen took note of that and decided to take the other side of his shaft. Coach Blue watched in anticipation as Gretchen kissed her way down his shaft and pursed her lips against the right side. She and Meredith shared a quick glance over his cock before they each started to slide their lips up and down its length simultaneously.

"FUCK YEAH!!" Coach Blue yelled.

He began bucking his hips and thrusting his cock between both pairs of lips. His newfound enthusiasm took the girls by surprise, but they quickly picked things up. They did not miss a beat as Coach Blue began simultaneously rubbing his dick with their lips. They slid their lips in tune with his thrusting to increase the effect of the double-blowjob.

Their tongues were sliding all over his shaft...and he was loving it. The two girls tongue battled for possession of his manhood...and in the process they occasionally kissed each other. Coach Blue put his hands on both their heads and used them to increase the pace of his mouth-fucking. If there was such a thing as blowjob Heaven, this would be it.

He slowed his thrusting to a stop. He could tell the girls were getting weary, and he didn't want to wear them out. He ran his fingers through their hair as they continued to massage his shaft with their lips...their tongues sliding up and down, slobbering...so wet and soft...

Coach Blue gently pulled back, making his cock retreat from their full, red lips. The girls watched over their noses and saw his full length sliding backwards against their lips...they could feel every detail of his veiny piece...

He stopped when their lips were pursed against the head of his cock. He gently applied pressure to the back of their heads...

The girls took the cue and began French kissing around the head of his cock. Coach Blue was in Heaven as their tongues slid over and around his tip...their lips applying pressure as well. He watched as the two teens kissed over the tip of his cock, and he loved it.

Gretchen felt Meredith's tongue brush up against her own, and immediately after she felt her tongue collide with her coach's engorged head. It was dripping with saliva, and she pressed her lips against as Meredith did the same thing on his other side. 

Their lips collided with either side of his head, and they began kissing it from either side repeatedly and quickly. They smothered the tip of his cock in smooth, passionate kisses...and soon their lips were trying to wrap themselves around it for possession of the tip. Each girl fought to have his head in her mouth, and Coach Blue was awestruck as he felt one pair of lips leave his tip only to be replaced by another.

"Uh! Uhh!" The girls moaned as they fought over him.

After a few minutes of feeling their mouths fighting over his head, Coach Blue decided to end the war by pressing their heads against it simultaneously. The girls immediately tongue bathed him and covered his cock in moist, wet kisses.

"Oh...fuck...." Coach Blue moaned.

"Do you like that..." Gretchen said between kissing his dick. "Double blowjob?"

"Fuck yes..." Coach Blue responded. "Blow me, babes..."

Gretchen's tongue rested on one side of Coach Blue's head. After making sure she had covered it with enough French kisses, Meredith then rested her tongue on the other side. Gretchen pushed his dick towards Meredith with her tongue. When it made its way to hers, Meredith pushed it back. 

"Oh my God..." Coach Blue said in ecstasy.

The girls were batting his dick back and forth between them. They were playing hot potato with it, and soon the game grew faster paced. His cock became a blur between their tongues.

The sensation was incredible. It was like his dick was being treated to the ultimate massage...a massage between two skilled tongues. 

The girls then stopped batting his dick between them. Then, without warning, they each latched on to either side of his head at the same time...once more. 

"This is the best." The coach muttered, blissfully, as the girls started their oral assault on his cock. "From now on, you two girls are going to be my Blowjob Babes."

The girls looked up at him as they assaulted his cock with their mouths. They let their mouths go crazy. They were gliding up and down his shaft, simultaneously kissing his tip, covering every inch of his manhood with soft, warm kisses and cold, wet saliva.

Coach Blue couldn't believe it. The only thing he could do was lean back and try like hell not to blow his load. It was as though an animal had been let out of its cage as the two teen babes went crazy over his dick. Their lips became blurs, and the only sounds that could be heard were moans coming from their lips...as well as the faint popping and suction noises associated with blowjobs. 

He could feel his load building up. He was breathing hard and heavy as the two teen girls ravaged his cock with their mouths. But then, as if they could sense his explosion, the girls slowed their movements. 

Coach Blue was still breathing heavy. Although the girls had slowed things down, the passion in their actions alone was enough to make him cum. He focused his efforts on preventing that.

The girls sensed he was near, and they slowly pulled back; giving him room to breathe.

Coach Blue reached down to each of their heads and ran his fingers through each girl's lustrous hair. 

"That was great." He said.

Gretchen turned to Meredith, and the two of them stood up. Their coach watched them with attentiveness as their full figures came into view. The girls did not seem to mind as he ravaged their naked bodies with his eyes.

He immediately turned Meredith around and forced her to take his position by the desk. He then slid behind her and grabbed her by the waist.

Meredith already knew what was coming. She closed her eyes and a small smile formed over her face as Coach Blue began poking and prodding her from behind.

Gretchen stepped closer and took hold of her coach's dick for him. The coach sighed in relief as Gretchen's soft fingers pumped up and down his shaft.

He reached around Gretchen with one arm and pulled her towards him, so that her size D breasts were pressing against his body. 

Meredith was waiting as Gretchen slowly worked her hand up and down her coach's cock.

"Are you ready?" Gretchen asked.

Meredith nodded her head. Before long, she was taking in a deep breath as she felt herself being penetrated. Her walls formed tightly around Coach Blue's throbbing erection, and the throbbing told her that was all too ready.

Behind her, Coach Blue was lost in the moment. He had been inside Meredith before...but not with Gretchen guiding him. It was very erotic to have them both here with him.

He took Meredith by the waist and purged on, shoving as much of himself into her as he could. When he got as far as he could go, he pulled back out and started all over again.

Gretchen reached underneath his cock and put a hand on his balls. She began massaging them as he started to fuck her red-headed friend.

The aroused coach now began to increase his pace heavily. Without warning, Meredith felt inch after inch of his throbbing manhood thrusting into her. 

Gretchen took her hand off Coach Blue's balls when she saw how her buns were jiggling. The thrusting Coach Blue was giving her was causing them to jiggle furiously; they made slapping noises that filled the room. Mesmerized, Gretchen took her hand and slapped one of those jiggling buns.

Meredith smiled in approval.

Coach Blue watched as Gretchen repeatedly spanked her red-headed friend. Watching her engage in such a sexual act with another girl was really turning him on. He used it as motivation to fuck Meredith harder.

"Oh......God!!!" Meredith squealed. "It...feels....so good....like its....gonna RIP...me apart!"

"Mmm you like that, baby?" Gretchen said to her friend. "You like that big cock fucking you nice and hard?"

"MHHM!" Meredith muttered.

Coach Blue reached for Meredith's jiggling boobs and took one in each hand as he rammed into her from behind. They had been bouncing around on top of his desk, threatening to knock some items over. He quickly scooped them up in his grip and began squeezing them with lust-filled fury.

The pounding of his cock entering and exiting her tight tunnel was only adding to the slapping of her gorgeous buns. 

Gretchen was watching with vigorous intent and anxiousness; watching him have sex with someone else was more of a turn on than she had anticipated. After a while of letting Meredith have all the fun, she decided that it was now her friend's turn to watch and wait. She quickly put her arm out in an effort to halt her coach, but the man had no intention of stopping just yet. 

Meredith was screaming in a tone that bordered on agony, but Gretchen knew that it was a sensation of pure pleasure causing her to do so. Her screaming was making her grow all the more impatient.

With all her strength, Gretchen put her hands on Coach Blue's chest and used both her arms on him. 

Taken by surprise, Coach Blue faltered long enough for Gretchen to push him back. He stumbled clumsily before Gretchen stepped forward and pushed him in the direction of his couch. 

Coach Blue fell backwards, and as soon as he was seated Gretchen was on him; straddling his legs with hers and position her vagina over his dick. The next thing he knew, Coach Blue was balls deep inside the brunette – and he gladly took the only choice he had.

He reached up for Gretchen's bouncing breasts and cupped them in his hands. The brunette squealed at the sensation of being touched...and the sensation of being fucked. 

Meredith watched as she slid her way down her coach's hard, cold desk. She kept her eyes fixated on the lusty sight in front of her as she made her way towards them. She collapsed on the couch next to Coach Blue. The coach was too busy with Gretchen bouncing up and down on him to pay her any heed, but when he saw her raise up so that her boobs were level with his face he had no problem paying attention. The red-head took the loose strands of hair from her chest and flung them behind her, giving Coach Blue a clear view of her rack. He then saw her tits getting bigger and bigger as they drew closer and closer, and soon she was smothering him with them.

Coach Blue struggled to breathe from inside Meredith's sweaty cleavage. Her titflesh bulged around him so soft and inviting...

Gretchen put her hands on her head as she rode her coach to the promise land. She was bouncing with an enthusiasm that Coach Blue had never seen her exhibit, and he had to admit it was nice to see her acting so primal. His hands filled with her bouncing D's as Meredith smothered him with her own funbags.

The aroused brunette leaned down and kissed her coach on the neck. Kissing his lips was out of the question, as his entire face was covered in boob-flesh. Instead, she kissed her way up the coach's neck sensually, and when she got to Meredith's engorged melons she took one of her hard nipples between her lips and flicked it with her tongue.

Meredith moaned with absolute pleasure as Gretchen tongued her sensitive nipples. She was alternating between them, moving her head from one big, bulging breast to the other. 

Gretchen tried to get as much of her tits into her mouth as she could, but it proved to be futile. They were simply too big for the small capacity of her mouth.

Meredith clenched Gretchen to her bosom as Coach Blue shook his head from side to side between her tits. His and Gretchen's fucking had slowed to a modest pace...they were simply too preoccupied with Meredith's chest. But soon their attention grew to focus, and it was time to continue with the sex.

Gretchen placed her hands on Coach Blue's chest and pushed herself up. She flung her hair back and arched her back as she did so. Meredith let the coach's head slip from her cleavage...reluctantly. But she, too, placed her hands on his chest and rubbed in a sensual manner. 

Gretchen was riding his cock like a woman possessed. She had found a second wind, and she was going to use it to its full potential. Her hips were bucking furiously on top of him. Coach Blue had to stop and watch for a moment as he watched this brown-haired Breastford babe go to work. 

"Ohhh...mmmmm....uhhhh!" Gretchen was moaning.

Meredith reached up for Gretchen's tits and took them into her hands. She squeezed the melons in her small hands, and her flesh oozed out from between her fingers. One of her fingers trailed up through her cleavage and slid along her neck until it got to her face. Eventually, it found its way into her mouth.

Coach Blue wasn't making any noise...he was utterly noiseless. He stared up at the sexy brunette as she bounced on top of him, sucking her friend's finger into her mouth like it was dick...

"...Fuck!" he said.

The girls were surprised as Coach Blue stood up. He gripped Gretchen by the buttcheeks and carried her over to his desk. He laid her over the top and continued to fuck her...this time with more force and power.

Gretchen was turned on by his feat of strength. She lifted her legs up and placed them on his should, squeezing his head between her calves. Coach Blue ran his fingers down the smooth skin of her slender legs, loving how smooth and soft they felt.

Meredith now got up and pressed up against Coach Blue from behind. She reached between his legs and massaged his balls as he continued to penetrate Gretchen. The red-head could feel his hard back pressed against her soft boobs...

Coach Blue was in a state of pure, sexual rage. He reached behind his back for Meredith, and with some difficulty he managed to pull her forward beside him. Gretchen's walls were squeezing tight around him, but he had another babe in his office and he wanted to make sure he played with them both. 

He turned Meredith around and once more inserted himself into her from behind. Meredith felt her pelvis being pressed against the edge of his desk as Coach Blue rammed her yet again. The desk was making loud banging noises as Coach Blue forced her pelvis to ram into it repeatedly.

Not wanting to be left out, Gretchen slid off his desk and turned around; offering her rear to Coach Blue as well. The coach looked down and saw two, lovely round asses right next to each other, and he found another wind.

He quickly pulled out from Meredith's moist insides and placed his cock at the entrance to Gretchen's hot tunnel. He shoved into her quickly, and Gretchen moaned from the sudden insertion.

"Uh!" she said.

The room was once again filled with the sounds of the desk taking more than it was built for, only this time it was Gretchen who was forced to ram into it by the ramming of Coach Blue's hard member.

"It's....soooo......hard!" Gretchen moaned.

Meredith reached between her legs and started to play with her entrance as Gretchen received the pounding of a lifetime. Coach Blue glanced over and saw her spreading her lips apart, and he could not resist.

He pulled out of Gretchen and made a beeline for Meredith. Again, he found himself balls deep in the lusty red-head. He gripped her lustrous red hair and pulled, causing her to arch her back. The slapping sounds of her ass and his dick grew even more louder as Coach Blue held on to her hair like reins on a horse. 

Gretchen watched in awe as she saw Meredith's arched figure being pounded by her coach. The way he was holding her hair was making it so that she had to arch her back. Meredith looked to be in pain, but of course, that was never the case. 

Their fucking went on for quite some time. Gretchen had wanted to join in on more than one occasion, but she found herself completely mesmerized by the animalist nature of their style.

After a while, things started to cool down. Meredith's buns were jiggling less and less, but just as fast and vigorous as they ever had been. Coach Blue gave a few final quick thrusts into her before her buns stopped jiggling completely. He then leaned forward and rested his head on the red-head's back, with his member still buried deep inside her.

Aside from her, he saw Gretchen shifting her legs. The motion caused her buns to jiggle just a little bit, and Coach Blue wanted a piece of them. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 18



He pulled out from Meredith and took a step to the side behind Gretchen. Instead of penetrating her immediately, he slapped her right buttcheek with his cock. He watched the tight bun jiggle ever so slightly. He then moved over to her left cheek and gave it the same treatment, taking not of how little they jiggled compared to Meredith's. 

Then, in a flash, he was slapping her buns quickly and forcefully. He switched back and forth between them rather fast, with Gretchen pressing them into his cock each time it met with her soft, girlish flesh.

"Oh yeah..." she said. "Cock-slap my buuuuutttttt..."

After a few minutes of dickslapping Gretchen's great ass, he guided his dick to her crack and placed it in the flesh crevice.

Gretchen could feel every detail of his cock tickling her butt, but she opted to let the coach have his way.

Coach Blue thrusted forward slowly. His dick rubbed against Gretchen's ass smoothly...and perfectly. He pulled back and repeated the promise, this time with a little more power. 

Gretchen closed her eyes in ecstasy as Coach Blue used her butt for an assjob. She loved how strong and powerful his cock felt pressed against her...

The coach started to buck his hips wildly. His boner melded with Gretchen's ass-flesh and he loved how soft it felt against him. Her flesh buns felt great pressed against his genitals, and he didn't want it to end. 

Meredith turned and watched as Coach Blue fucked Gretchen's crevice. His cock was sliding up and down between her tight buns, and it was very climactic to see the head pushing through her flesh over and over again. She stepped towards him and took his cock into one of her small hands. She gently rubbed it in her fingers before gripping it and slapping it against Gretchen's buns.

Coach Blue relaxed and let Meredith dickslap her friend's buns with his cock. He loved the way her ass felt each time his dick collided with it.

After a few minutes of that, Meredith then let his cock take its previous position in Gretchen's butt crack. 

Coach Blue instinctively began to hump Gretchen's butt, sliding his cock up and down thorough her crack in a very sexy assjob. 

Gretchen pushed her but up against him to meet his thrusting. Her butt collided with the underside of his cock...with no objection from Coach Blue. He let Gretchen work his cock with her butt as much as she pleased.

Meredith watched the assjob for a few minutes before turning around pressing her ass up against Gretchen's, trying to get as close to the action as possible. 

Coach Blue took his cock in his hand and admired the sight below him: 2 nice, round asses ready to rub and please his cock. He now had four delicious buns to slide his cock between.

He rubbed their asses form side to side with his dick, stopping occasionally to place it in one of their lovely cracks. He slapped their buns to his heart's content, and let them each give the assjob they deserved.

He let his cock slip between Gretchen's right buttcheek and Meredith's left. He then placed an arm on each girl's waist and brought them around so that their asses collided with each other around his dick. 

He began to thrust his cock between their buns at the same time...the girls were giggling as he did so.

Soon, they pulled away. They then pushed their rears back and made them collide; their buns crashing around his cock simultaneously. 

Coach Blue was breathing heaving as the girls pressed their butts against his rod. Feeling all of those soft, warm buns crashing around him was more than he could take.

He pushed his cock up through their ass-cleavage over and over. The girls were moaning as he slide his cock against their asses simultaneously.

"Oh man!" Coach Blue said, as he took his cock in his hand and pulled out. "I need a blowjob, now!" 

The girls turned about to see Coach Blue gesturing them to their knees. Once there, the coach let go of his aching cock and put a hand on each of their heads. He stepped forward and pushed his cock between their faces while simultaneously pushing them together around his shaft.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!" Coach Blue moaned as the girls began to double blow him.

They did not miss a beat; Gretchen took the left half of his length while Meredith took the right. Both girls were slurping and slobbering over it, as well as kissing it. They kissed it passionately, using their tongues to bath it in warmth and pressure. 

Coach Blue craned his neck upward as he ran his fingers through their hair with care. He was hardly applying pressure to their head now as both girls ravaged his cock with their hot mouths. 

Gretchen's mouth found its way to the head, and she immediately wrapped her lips around it.

Coach Blue let her have her way for a moment before taking her by the head and guiding her back to the side of his cock. He held both girls around his shaft as he slowly pumped his cock between their lips; the girls' lips sliding up and down either side of his length.

"Fuck yes...just like that..." he moaned. "Blow me..."

He could feel his load building up, and in his weakness he had to let go of the girls' heads and put his hands on his desk for leverage.

The girls could sense he was getting near by the way he was growing weaker. They used this as an opportunity to attack his cock with their mouths.

Coach Blue was breathing hard as both babes now licked and slobbered over his cock savagely...like two hungry people fighting for food.

Once more, Gretchen's mouth found its way to the tip of his cock. She took it between her lips abruptly and happily started to suck on it.

Meredith now pressed her face against Gretchen's and shoved her out of the way. As soon as she was out, she took his head into her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. 

But Gretchen retaliated by fighting back.

Coach Blue sighed in ecstasy as the girls fought over him. But he was left awestruck when he felt two mouths on the head of his cock. He looked down to see that the girls had reached a compromise. Meredith and Gretchen were new kissing each other with the head of his cock trapped between their lips. Their tongues slid over the tip of his cock rapidly...flicking it and sending spasms of pleasure through his entire body.

He grunted loudly and then pressed his palms into his desk and arched his back, pushing his cock forward passed their lips. 

The girls simply moved their faces so they were once again French kissing around the tip of his cock. To their surprise, however, the engorged member now began to shoot all over them.

Coach Blue reached down to their heads and applied pressure, making sure their mouths stayed pinned around the tip of his cock as he exploded.

The girls slid their tongues over his erupting head as it exploded into their mouths and on to their faces. They used his cum as lubricant to slide their mouths on him. 

"Mm!" Gretchen said as she kissed his spurting head.

"Mm!" Meredith repeated on the other side.

The girls double-kissed his tip as he continued to shoot at them with his massive load. Their mouths were dripping in cum, and some had even gotten on the rest of their faces.

They kept kissing around him with cum in their mouths as his spurting slowed to a stop. When it was over, Coach Blue finally took his hands off their heads and left them to clean up his cum soaked cock...as well as each other.

"Mm..." Gretchen said as she kissed his spent cock. "I guess that double blowjob really did it for you..."

Coach Blue only responded with a long moan and heavy breathing. He was too busy basking in the aftermath of his orgasm, as well as the sensation of two girls cleaning him off.

After a few minutes, he looked down at Meredith.

"You haven't really said anything much." He said to her.

Meredith took her lips off his cock for a moment as she searched for something to say off the top of her head.

"I've just been...trying to keep up my position." 

Coach Blue raised his head and smiled. Although he would have preferred to have two particular blonde girls in their positions, he had to admit that seeing the faces of these two sluts dripping in his seed was still a sight to behold.

Brooke and Brittany...

For a moment he had had his hands all over their gorgeous bodies. Before Gretchen had waltzed in on them he had had his hands on their fleshy buns and big, full boobs...

Unable to shake them from his head, the preoccupied coach sat down comfortably.

"I think we're just about ready for round two." He said.

The girls grew wide-eyed as they saw that his cock was once more growing hard.

"Round two?" Meredith asked as she turned to Gretchen.

Gretchen eyed the coach as she and Meredith got to their feet.

"Round two." She replied.

* * * * * * * * * * *

TICK. TOCK. TICK.

It was the only sound in the entire store, and it was definitely getting to her; but even so...Nina had to admit that she was enjoying the tranquility. As she sat there behind the counter, filing her nails and glancing at a beauty magazine, she told herself the only other place she would have rather spent her time was the gym. But as it happened Coach Blue had been spending more and more time there after hours, and she had deemed those waters unsafe for swimming. She had even instructed her peers accordingly, telling them to spend only as much time with him as was absolutely necessary. 

She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was something about their new coach that seemed unstable. Admittedly, it was not necessarily a bad thing to be confused. But Coach Blue, at times, could be so sure of himself...in a primal, egotistical way. That ego only added to his ruggedness, a quality highly sought after in most men. But getting passed that...she wondered if he was really as bad as they instinctively made him out to be. After all, Gretchen had seen something in him; and Nina herself had even caught a small glimpse of that during his first week here. Sitting in this store, alone with nary a customer, it was even more obvious to her that a man just was not himself once he passed through this gateway.

But she was startled as the door swung open and the bell rang. She looked up to see the back of a man's head as he made his way to the opposite end of the store.

"Great." Nina thought. The two only other men that had visited her all day had both gotten eyefuls of her massive jugs; and not the jugs they kept in the cooler of the store. Incidentally, they had both walked out awkwardly ogling her gorgeous body and big boobs (no doubt returning to their wives), with wet stains on their pants. 

Nina rested her face in her palm and gave her magazine her full attention once more. The bored expression on her face confirmed the assurance she had of her new customer's dim-wittedness, not unlike the others.

But as the man made his way back to the front of the store, Nina's attention was brought to him almost immediately. As he grew closer and closer to her counter it became apparent to Nina that he had already started to ogle her, courtesy of the tight bulge emanating from his pants.

Nina raised her bored expression to look at the man's face.

"Can I help you..." she said.

"Yeah..." the man said as his eyes traveled to Nina's abundant chest. He couldn't believe the size of those things! This babe's tits were so big that the straps on her white tank top looked like they wanted to rip apart! He watched them bulge out into the fabric, stretching her top out as far as it could go as she crossed her arms over her mammoth melons.

"Ahem." Nina said.

The guy brought his gaze back to Nina's face. She had an eyebrow raised at him and a stern look on her face. He was clearly caught in the act.

"Oh right." The man said. "I needed directions, but I think...I think I'm in the right place, now."

Nina's bored expression changed to one of confusion.

"Yeah, I'm definitely in the right place..." the man added as his eyes took in the wonderment and glory of Nina's awesome, mouth-watering rack.

"What do you want?" Nina asked abrasively. 

She lightly slammed both hands down on the counter and propped herself up. She watched the stranger's eyes light up as the motion caused her big, full tits to come into perfect view. The man had a shit-eating grin on his face as her big, busty bazooms were thrust forward atop her generous chest.

The amazed stranger was taken even further aback as Nina's busty frame filled his sight. He could almost hear music. It was as though all the light in the store had been dimmed and the only light left was shining on her young, ripe melons...showcasing them in all their glory. They filled his eyes and his thoughts, swimming around his head and surrounding him in busty warmth...making his blood boil with anticipation.

"Those are some huge fucking knockers." The stranger said. "You must be Nina."

Nina was dumbstruck at the sound of her name. How did this man know who she was? She continued to gaze at him, sternly; her eyes peering into his very soul. She was not saying a word.

The man still had his hand outstretched. When it became apparent that Nina was not going to shake, his attention turned back to her supersized rack. It was definitely the biggest rack he had ever seen; in real life or in movies or otherwise. This girl...Nina Knockers...she certainly did live up to her name.

He gulped as he came to a decision. His heart pounded as his hand continued on its path, purging forward beyond just a handshake. Nina's glorious knockers were swaying up and down with her breathing, coaxing her tank top to whip the large, round orbs into shape. The man's eyes were fixated on her oversized jugs...sweat was running down the back of his neck as his hand instinctively made its way to them. Those massive melons were ready and ripe for the picking...ripe, juicy melons...big and bulging inside a white tank top...

Nina slapped the man's hand out of the way...hard. 

"Who are you?" she asked, sternly.

"Damn!" the guy said as he gripped his hand. "Yeah, you're Nina Knockers alright."

The man's gaze returned to the huge, heaving chest in front of him.

"Fuck yes, you're Nina Knockers alright..."

Nina was growing impatient. Not only was this guy drooling over her perfect tits, and not only did he have the gall to get fresh with her, but he seemed to know a lot about her...and she didn't know anything about him. 

"Who...ARE YOU?!" she demanded.

The man looked up at her, finally.

"I'm the guy you're gonna show those tits to." He said. "Now, take me to Breastford." 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 19



"Samantha, I trust everything went well?"

"Yes, Miss." Samantha answered.

She was standing in the bedroom of the most powerful woman in Breastford. The woman was speaking to Samantha from her bed, and although it was draped with long veils so as to keep her hidden Samantha could see that there were three men in bed with her...three hunks.

"Hm. I see. Tell me, how did you manage to acquire those videos?"

Samantha's eyes went wide in surprise.

"Miss Madeline...do you mean...do you mean you don't know?"

Madeline threw her arms in the air and yawned. The three men were lying around her as she knelt on the bed. She was surrounded by large, bulging muscles.

"Well, don't sound so surprised." Madeline said. "When I order the help to clean I don't ask how they got it done."

"Oh! Yes, of course!" Samantha said quickly. "Well, you see, I embedded a small camera in the cushion of his couch."

"Ah!" Madeline exclaimed. "Yes...I see now..."

She trailed off as the muscles beneath her now caught her attention. With her right hand she began touching each man, rubbing their rippling chests tenderly.

Samantha bit her lip as she watched the censored action. What she wouldn't give to be in Madeline's position right now...with three gorgeous men laying all around her...all those muscles for her to play with...

"My other source tells me Nina is close to breaking as well. Tell me, what do you think?" she asked of Samantha.

"I...I wouldn't know." Samantha responded. "I would have to say that all the women have suffered a loss and that-"

"I didn't ask about the other women." Madeline interrupted. "I asked about Nina."

Samantha bit her tongue. Through the veil she could see Madeline gazing at her, burning a gap through her heart with her eyes and sending shivers down her spine. She had already questioned her once, and she did not think it wise to do so again.

"I...I...no." Samantha said. "From what I've seen Nina is far from where you want her."

"I see." Madeline said, as she stroked the head of a particularly beefy stud. Her hand trailed down the man's chiseled body and danced along his crotch, which was bulging from her touch.

Samantha could see that Madeline was very appreciative of the three men in bed with her, though she dared not say so.

"No matter." The woman said. "As we speak my newest safety net should be arriving. He will undoubtedly keep the committee out of my hair, as well as keep them in their places."

Samantha watched as Madeline's other hand now shot towards the bulging penis of another man. She licked her lips as Madeline squeezed and stroked at the bulges of two hunky studs.

"A new recruit?" Samantha asked.

"Yes." Madeline answered. "I suppose you could say that."

"Wow!" Samantha squealed. "He must be a hunk if you've gone out of your way to get him here!"

Madeline smiled as she took the third bulge in her hand.

"Yes well, he should be. I'm making him assistant coach to our friend Steven Blue."

* * * * * * * * * *

He sat behind his desk; his feet propped up and his hands behind his head, contemplating everything that had taken place recently. He'd gone from a one-horse home to a bevy of busty babes, and he had no intention of ever going back.

Why should he?

Where he'd come from he was an average Joe, just another tired individual doomed to a life of mediocrity. The passion he'd once felt for his work had long since expired, and the shining aura his wife once held had long since faded; faded into a dark void which either held or didn't hold his entire existence together (he wasn't sure which).

Everything he had ever worked to achieve had been swallowed.

His home -- disappeared. His career -- exhausted. His beautiful wife -- let go.

All that remained were dull remnants of what he once called a life, cast to the deepest trenches of memory and drowned in darkness. He could no longer picture those elements which made up his previous existence. He could no longer picture his wife; sitting at home desperately trying to take control of the situation...to take control of him as she had done in the past.

What he could see were the beautiful faces and gorgeous bodies of the women what now surrounded him. Their flawless figures haunted his mind, consumed his thoughts, and occupied his dreams. Never in his life had he found himself more taken by desire. He could recall instances in which he had sat behind a desk at work very much like the one he sat behind now and thought of nothing except the images of naked women that awaited him at home, courtesy of a flat screen monitor. Back then Laura would have never thought to give him relief except when it was in her benefit.

Not that he actually wanted it from her.

Like so many men he had found himself becoming more and more complacent. Laura had fit him into her life's puzzle; and he had not even found himself to be the final piece. He had kept up his end of the marriage deal. He had stayed fit, nurtured a career, and made a decent living. But his wife's agenda had been a much more selfish one. The only thing she ended up maintaining was her health, and even that was beginning to slide more and more with her eating habits and lack of exercise. He'd had to watch his wife slowly inflate, helpless to do anything as she was much too stubborn to admit it. Oh the irony!

He chuckled.

It seemed his life's book was still referencing the earlier chapters after all. His wife, his life...they had pushed him too far. They had pushed him over boundaries of every sort; pushed him all the way to this place.

Irony...

Things were much different now. He had more control in Breastford than he ever had back home.

And yet nothing had changed.

The universe still seemed to be working against him just as it had done back home. The only difference was that now, he seemed to be succeeding. It was a small window with a tiny line of sight, but at the rate things were going it was possible he would achieve everything he wanted to achieve in this place. Could it be that someone, or something, wanted him to succeed?

He cleared his throat, and then reached down and patted his leg as he thought of his achievements. He had a promising career and a beautiful house. Already he had more than he could have ever bargained for back home. But the real prize...

The real prize was the community. It was unfathomable. This place truly was like a Heaven on Earth. Not only was it filled with beautifully buxom women, but there seemed to be hardly any men here at all. In fact, he wasn't sure he had seen a single male here period. There were times when he thought he had seen a few, but they were always accompanied by women he didn't know. They never spoke, never seemed vibrant, and never showed any signs of vigor. That led him to the conclusion that he had simply imagined them.

Perhaps a side-effect of the realization that he truly was the only man in a town filled with busty women...that he was surrounded by bountiful piles of breasts.

He reached down to his crotch region and tended to his growing erection.

Of the women he had seen, the women associated with the committee were amongst the biggest prizes. Each woman held two big prizes of her own, and he longed to play with each and every flawless pair.

Paula and Natalie he had conquered, but as much as he'd liked to reassess those lovely ladies he had to admit that his chances with them were nonexistent, slim at best. He had fulfilled so many a fantasy with those two buxom women. His mind churned at the thought of Paula's massive jugs pressed up against the glass in that hot, steamy shower...and Natalie...Natalie's giant melons pressed up against him so wet and slippery...

What he wouldn't give to regain entrance into that shower once more, instead of having to settle for Gretchen and Maggie. Perhaps a three-way with Gretchen and Paula was in order. Being buried between the breasts of mother and daughter did sound like fun. However, neither would ever go for that.

And speaking of mothers, Beth and Barbara seemed to be worthy candidates for a sperm shower. Already he could picture the two blonde MILFs holding their generous bosoms out for his raging rod. But as hot as their chesty mothers were, Brittany and Brooke still had them beat. The last time he had seen them he was sure their mega-sized racks had grown even bigger, perhaps even surpassing those of their mothers. The things he had done with the big-titted duo of Brittany and Brooke...

And he was nowhere near being finished. He was going to fulfill every fantasy he could possibly imagine -- through them. He would take it slow, savoring the feeling...every thrust, every bounce, every jiggle, and even their virginities. Anything that he had ever pictured, and anything which required the talents of two big-boobed babes was at his disposal...yes, he was going to enjoy them.

He rubbed his crotch lightly as he pictured the two busty blonde teens rubbing it for him; Brooke on the left, Brittany on the right...their big boobs bulging around his face so soft and supple as he took an ass-cheek from both girls...

But he was quickly brought back to reality as he heard the familiar sound of tapping on the door. Someone was knocking.

"Hang on." He said, standing up and snapping out of his daze.

He walked around his desk and made his way to the front of the office. Luckily, the sudden interruption was enough to calm his erection, but only slightly. The bulk of it still remained; such was the power of the busty duo.

"Alright, I'm coming." He said in response to another knock on the door.

Soon after he was turning the doorknob and opening the door, viewing the person standing on the other side.

"Wha-" he said to the man standing before him. "Wha-it's...it's you!"

 * * * * * * * * * *

"Dick." Gretchen said.

The girls blinked at her in surprise. It was Brittany who was the first to speak up.

"Dick?" she said. "What does that mean?"

"Daniel Dick." Gretchen continued. "That's his name."

"Wait, wait, wait..." Brooke said, halting the subject for the moment. "This guy is going to be our new coach??"

"Yes, that's right." Gretchen said.

Brooke looked over at Brittany. The two of them had managed to get what they wanted from Coach Blue, but now it seemed as though that was going to fall apart. Now they were going to have another coach to deal with?

"Okay, so this guy is going to replace Coach Blue?" Brittany asked.

Brooked listened to Gretchen's answer intently. Brittany was undoubtedly thinking the same thing she was.

"No." Gretchen said. "Coach Blue is still going to be in charge. Coach Dick will be working under him."

"Oh, so then he's more like an assistant." Brooke said.

Gretchen's gaze was now fixated on her blonde friend.

"Don't take him lightly." She said. "This guy was hand chosen by Madeline. That means that at any time for any reason....if he feels the need to change things, well, he can."

A short silence now fell over all the girls.

This time it was Nina who broke the silence. She gazed at Gretchen as though they were enemies.

"You didn't tell me Madeline chose this guy." She said.

"Does it really matter?" Gretchen asked.

Nina opened her mouth as though she was going to speak, but at the last moment she closed it. She peered around at the girls as though she were unsure about a decision.

"I've got a question." Someone said.

"Maggie?" Gretchen replied. "What is it?"

"If this guy is who you say he is, then aren't we all in danger here? Our first team positions, I mean."

Another silence fell over the girls, this time it was a more synchronized one.

"No." Nina said. "We are the first team. It's our job to exhibit leadership. As long as we continue to perform, there will be no reason to cut us."

This sparked a deafening silence from every girl -- every girl but Nina.

She spoke yet again.

"Look, you guys have nothing to worry about. You're going to have to trust me on this."

"Easy for you to say..." Brittany muttered.

"What?" Nina asked, glaring at her.

"Nothing!" Brittany quickly replied.

"Listen up." Nina said. She stepped forward and turned to face her four teammates. "I know you guys have been through a lot. This is the first time we've had an organized sport in God knows how long. I know you're all trying your best. I am too."   The girls had their heads bowed; taking in everything Nina had to say.

"But regardless of how good or bad you are or whatever, I want you to know something. And that is...that we're here. We've gotten where we are because we exhibit skills the other girls don't have, or can't use, or whatever. Whatever those may be. I just...I want you all to know that. You're the best."

There was a short silence, and when it became apparent that no one was going to say anything Brooke finally spoke up.

"Do you really mean that, Nina?"

Nina leaned back against the wall and nodded her head.

"I do."

"But...no matter how hard we try...we'll never be as good as you." Brittany said.

Gretchen had her arms crossed as she watched the conversation take place.

"Oh." Nina said. "I wouldn't be so sure, Brit."

"She's right, Nina." Gretchen said. "You've been given a natural talent that none of us have. I don't know that we'll ever be that good."

"Alright, fine. Whatever." Nina said, stepping forward yet again. "That doesn't mean you shouldn't try."

The girls laughed for a while.

"So when's our next practice?" Brooke asked, as she and Brittany headed toward the door.

"Tomorrow." Gretchen said. "Don't be late."

The door opened, and the busty duo was gone.

* * * * * * * * * *

"You!" Coach Blue said, accusingly. "What are you doing here?? How did you find me??"

The man stepped into the office, forcing Coach Blue to step aside. He stood at the center of the room and took in the surroundings as he swiped his hand through his light hair.

"You?" the guy said as Coach Blue made his way around him. "What, you think I'm here for you? C'mon, Blueballs. Give me some credit."

He gestured to the chair in front of him, as if asking Coach Blue if he could sit with his eyes. Regardless of what the answer was Coach Blue knew he was going to sit anyway. He walked to the side of his desk and leaned against it.

"I signed a contract, Dick." Coach Blue said. "I know that thing front to back. It's skin tight. I've made it a point to know my contracts. I guess you can thank yourself for that."

Coach Dick sat comfortably in his chair and laughed.

"Relax, Blue." He said. "I'm not here for your job. As a matter of fact, I'm here to assist you."

Coach Blue crossed his arms and looked down at the coach sitting in front of his desk.

"Assist me? Why? You're a head coach. Why would you want to take a pay cut? No, no, no. I know you, and you're after my desk."

"Who said anything about a pay cut? I'm making more here than I ever was back home. And as for your position, I wouldn't want your job anyway."

Coach Blue wrinkled his eyebrows as he looked down at Coach Dick thoughtfully.

"Why?" he asked.

"C'mon, man. You know why. The reason you're here. Have you seen the jugs on these women? It's like being in a porno 24/7."

Coach Blue nodded as he thought about all the women, specifically the busty duo. Remembering where he was, he quickly shook his head and shook the thoughts away.

"Wait, wait." He said. "What's that got to do with you not wanting my job?"

"Ah that's easy." Coach Dick said. "You're the head coach, right? You got all these responsibilities and expectations. People expect you to do well. You do good, fine. You don't? You get canned. Fired. All eyes are on you. And Me? I'll stay right here, no matter what happens. And I plan on staying for a VERY long time. All I gotta worry about is...enjoying my time with the girls."

Coach Blue walked around his desk and sat down behind it. He put his hand to his forehead and hung his head.

"See? That's always been your problem, Blueballs. You never think things through. Why, I'll bet you've been here a while and you haven't even gotten your hands on some of that tail."

"That's not true!" Coach Blue said, abruptly.

"Oh really?" the other coach responded. "Did you fuck them?"

"Well, yeah, I mean...some..." Coach Blue muttered.

"That's what I thought."

"No, you know what?" Coach Blue asked, growing infuriated. "I did. I had a threeseome. With two hot women! You ever done that?"

"Not in a few months." Coach Dick responded.

"Not like these women." Coach Blue said, leaning back triumphantly.

"Well, you got me there." Coach Dick said.

Coach Blue looked at him. Sitting there now, he didn't look so much better than him. They were both around the same height. Dick's body was a little more chiseled than his was. Instead of the rugged good looks he possessed, Coach Dick had more of a boyish charm on him. He was the type of guy girls screamed about at boy band concerts.

"I'm impressed." Coach Dick said. "You're finally breaking out of that shell of yours. Too little too late, though."

"What do you mean?" Coach Blue asked.

"Nah, it's just that now that I'm here things are gonna get a little colder for you."

Coach Blue laughed.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." He said, recalling how difficult it was for him. "Some of these women can be a little...much."

Coach Dick whistled.

"You're telling me." He said. "When I first got here and saw that Nina Knockers I almost blew a load right then and there."

Coach Blue sat upright and leaned forward.

"You-"he stuttered. "You were with Nina?"

"Yeah, she's the one who showed me the way."

Coach Blue felt like someone had hit him in the stomach with a sledgehammer. He recalled when Gretchen had "shown him the way." He wondered if Nina had given this guy the same...directions.

"What do you mean she showed you the way?" he asked.

"Well, she closed up shop and got in my car and pointed." He said. "So what?"

"She didn't do anything else?" Coach Blue asked, eagerly.

"Nothing you need to know about." Coach Dick responded.

Coach Blue sat back and glared at the man across from his desk, as though trying to figure him out. Nina was, by far, the ultimate prize. She was the battle to end all battles. If Coach Dick had won her for simply walking through the door after everything he himself had suffered through...

"Yeah, well what about your wife? Marissa?" he asked.

"She's off shooting another movie. Left a few months ago. She'll be gone for a few months more."

"Movie?" Coach Blue asked. "I thought she was a model."

"Yeah," Coach Dick answered. "She is. But some producer caught one of her photo shoots and thought he could use her in a movie. Go figure."

"Last I saw of her was in that sports mag. I didn't know she was doing movies also."

"Oh was that the bikini issue?" Dick asked. "Yeah I'm surprised you didn't know, guy. That's what started her off on television. She's been all over those beer commercials."

"You know," Coach Blue said. "The women around here don't go for married guys. You have your work cut out for you."

"Aw, they don't have to know." Coach Dick said. "But look, I should probably get out of here."

"Yeah." Coach Blue said. "I agree."

The two of them stood up, and Coach Blue grabbed his water bottle from the top of his desk. As he was showing Coach Dick the door, he took a swig of it.

"That the magic juice?" Coach Dick asked.

Coach Blue almost choked at the sound of those words.

"I'm gonna need some myself." Coach Dick added. He reached to his side, to a holster Coach Blue had not noticed. He pulled the bottle from the holster and took a long drink.

Coach Blue watched as he gulped down the liquid like he was in a chugging contest. When he was done, he wiped his mouth.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 19



"I really needed that." Coach Dick said. "I'm meeting with Paula Swanson and Natalie Knockers tonight."

"You...what?" Coach Blue said as he turned to leave.

"See ya later, Blueballs."

And with that he was out the door.

* * * * * * * * * *

Three men were huffing and grunting as they stood huddled around Breastford's busty leader.

Madeline had not given them time to recover from their last explosion of lust, and her hunger was quickly taking its toll.

She gripped the steel-like rod of one beefy stud with her left hand, and took hold of the one to her right as well. As soon as her fingers felt the throbbing of each hard member she began to stroke her hands back and forth.

She was momentarily befuddled, as she pondered what to do with the third piece of meat; dangling directly in front of her. Without giving it further thought, she quickly sucked it up into her mouth and managed to wrap her lips around the engorged shaft.

With a cock in each hand and one in her mouth, she was truly enjoying herself. Each male was softly bucking to and fro, captive in her grip.

She felt each rod beginning to grow harder, and without further indication she stood up in the center of their huddle; their aching rods brushing against her as she did so. Her massive breasts pushed against the body of the lucky one before her, and that made his cock wince in anticipation.

She stepped back from them and leaned against her bedpost. She stood there and gestured toward the hunk in the center.

"Fuck me." She said.

The horny hunk eagerly stepped forward, and Madeline immediately threw her arms around his neck. Down below, she could feel his steel rod tickling her wanting entrance, and before long she felt it penetrating her and snaking its way deeper and deeper.

"Ohhhhh Godddddd!" she moaned. "It's even bigger than it looks!!"

As she was pushed back and forth across the bedpost, the whole bed was shaking. She gestured for the two other studs to approach her. As soon as they came nearer she grabbed them by their rods and began stroking them as if she were going skiing.

"Uh! Uh! Uhhhh!" she moaned. "Yes! Fuck me!"

Her lips closed tight around the man's engorged member. She could feel his sweat trickling down his toned body, and that made him all the more appealing to her.

He stopped reaming her and let his dick bask in the confines of her insides for a moment. Madeline pushed him away from her and looked at the man on her left.

"Next hunk." She said.

The man immediately stepped in front of her as the previous man stood back and recovered.

"Come here." Madeline gestured to the recovering man.

He stood beside her and she took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it.

"Fuck me." She said to the man in front of her.

As the man took his place between her legs, she began to jerk off the men on either side of her. She turned to the man on her right.

"Don't you worry," she said. "I'm going to fuck all 3 of you gorgeous, beefy...muscular...STUDS!"

She screamed as she was penetrated. If it hadn't been for the abrupt interruption, she might have started to drool all over herself. Her mind was exploding from the three gorgeous hunks.

"Oh fuck! Oh yeah!" She screamed. "Fuck me!"

The sound of slapping flesh was filling the room as Madeline bucked her hips into the man's thrusting rod. She could tell he was having trouble holding it in even though they had just started.

After they had fucked for a good, long period of time he pulled out of her and traded places with the final man.

"Ohh God...." Madeline moaned as the men switched positions. "You studs are soooo beefy..."

She reached out to the man in front of her as he began to insert his hard cock into her warm slit. Her hands rested on his pecs and she played with them, enjoying how hard his body was. They then danced over to his bulging biceps, where she let out a loud moan.

"Oh they're so big!"

As she once again felt a hard cock pushing her lips apart, she reached over to the men on both sides of her and began playing with their hard bodies.

"Your bodies are so big and hard!" She cooed. "Your cocks are so strong and powerful..."

Madeline was like a child in a candy store as she played with their chiseled bodies. She reached down and began stroking at any cock she could grab, feeling them throb in her grasp as strong as their muscles.

She licked her lips as the man had his way with her. When he was finished, she kneeled down at the center of all three pointing cocks, making sure they were all pointing directly at her.

She began to suck each cock, alternating between all three. She could feel each feature brushing her lips in one big, wild blur of cockmeat. She took two cocks and tried to suck on them both, then switched one with the other and began kissing their tips simultaneously...with passion.

She massaged their balls, and then lowered her head further. She instructed the three men to lay their balls on her face. When they did, she began to lick and suck at all six of the dangling parts. She pushed her head through all of them, and their dicks collided with her face as she made her appearance. She once again began sucking on their cocks hungrily.

She slapped her face with the large organs, then reached up and played with the washboard abs of whichever hunky stud she could find as she once again began savagely attacking their meat with her mouth.

She looked up at the man in front of her.

"Fuck my tits." She said.

The man stepped forward as she opened her tits up, and placed his dick directly into her cleavage. Madeline's jugs easily swallowed him whole, and she licked at the tip as it penetrated her cleavage. She pulled her mouth off him as he started to thrust, then took the second pole in her hand and the third in her mouth.

"You studs are so hot!" she said as she pulled her mouth away from a wanting cock and stared up at the gorgeous features of the men above her.

"It's every woman's dream to have three gorgeous, hunky studs at her disposal...and I can make you all want me."

She eagerly jerked at the two dicks at her sides as she bounced her boobs up and down the third one. Soon after, all three men were exploding and she had three big cocks shooting at her face from different angles at the same time.

She opened her mouth and licked at the spurts that were showering her. The men spent themselves for a good minute before their cocks finally let up.

Madeline released them from her grasp, and surveyed the damage all over her chest. She reached up to her face and felt the damage there as well. Her tongue snaked out and licked what she could from the sides of her mouth. She moaned as the taste filled her taste buds.

The two men closest to the bed gradually collapsed on it. One of them was accidentally slid off and wound up leaning against it from the floor. The third simply sat down, but was so tired that he could not sustain himself and he now lay across it, sprawled.

Madeline paid them no heed as she stood up and wiped her face. She ignored the three dangerously tired men at her feet and simply stepped over them. She walked to the edge of her bed where she approached a bedside drawer and fished for a towel. As she finally found one, the buzzer on top of the drawer went off.

"Yes?" Madeline said as she pressed the speaker button.

"Miss Madeline, your guest has just arrived."

"Wonderful, Evelyn." She responded. "Give me about ten minutes, and then send him in."

She wiped her face, and as she pulled the towel away she caught glimpse of the three men sprawled across her room.

"And send Samantha to take my toys away. I don't believe they are broken, but they are in dire need of replenishment."

"Right away, Miss."

She then walked to the restroom where she proceeded to get cleaned up.

* * * * * * * * * *

"No! This isn't fair!" Brittany was saying. "It's terrible enough having to deal with Coach Blue, but now there's another one!?"

She and Brooke had just walked into the girl's locker room. They were approaching the east wall; it had a large mirror stretched across it. When they got to the lockers that preceded it Brittany sat down on a bench, crossed her legs, and pouted.

Brooke paced back and forth in front of her.

"You're going about this all wrong." Brooke said.

Brittany looked at her, confused.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Why does Coach Blue keep us on the first team?" Brooke asked of her friend.

"Umm..." Brittany thought, "Because we perform certain...favors...for him?"

"That's right. But...maybe with this new guy..."

Brooke paused for a moment as her mind was racing.

"Maybe with this new guy we won't need to perform those favors."

Brittany blinked.

"That was supposed to be the plan with Coach Blue." She said.

"I know." Brooke said. "But all I'm saying is that this is a great opportunity for us to start over, start from scratch."

Brittany hung her head.

"Look," Brooke said. "At the very least, we're right back where we are right now."

"I guess so." Brittany said. "I mean, things are pretty bad right now. Maybe starting over won't be so bad."

"Alright." Brooke said. "Then it's settled. We'll go after the new guy."

"Do you think we'll be able to sway him?" Brittany asked.

"Of course." Brooke responded. She pointed to the mirror. "Just look at us."

* * * * * * * * * *

The sun had begun its descent as Madeline floated across the room she was in. She walked over to the telephone, which had been buzzing for some time now, and hit the speaker button.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Miss Madeline..." Evelyn's voice chimed. "Your guest is growing impatient."

"Is he now?" Madeline asked. "Very well, send him in."

A few moments later, the large doors on the other end of the room were opening. Soon after she saw a very fit man enter her quarters.

"Daniel!" she boasted. "Daniel Dick!"

She watched him as he approached. He was wearing a golf shirt, and very tight fitting blue shorts made from some sort of mesh material. He wore a ball cap on his head, but his scraggly blonde hair shown through the rim as though its vigor was too much to hold back.

He had blue eyes which sparkled with the innocence of a child, but the rest of his facial features were anything but innocent. His face looked as though it were carved by the gods. He looked handsome, and brave. Everything a woman's ideal man should look like.

"It's about time you let me in." he said as he stopped in front of the chesty woman. "Madeline."

Madeline was definitely not the looker he had expected. With all the other women in Breastford, especially the young girls, he had expected Madeline to look like a goddess among women. Sadly, that was not the case.

Madeline had an angelic face, perhaps a bit too angelic. It made him think there was something unusual about her, and when he looked into her eyes he saw what it was. Her eyes hid the vast amount of knowledge and experience she had garnered over the years, knowledge and experience only a woman over the age of eighty could draw from.

But even with all this strange aura about her, her entire body glimmered with the radiance of youth. She looked no older than a woman of forty, perhaps late thirties. Although she was wearing a somewhat formal dress which hid the curvature of her body Coach Dick could tell that she had some nice curves on her. Her rack alone was proof of that.

She had, by far, one of the biggest racks he had seen since coming to town. The only other rack that could possible compare belonged to the ever-busty Nina Knockers, and he was nowhere near as turned on by Madeline as he was by Nina. The car ride with Nina alone had gotten him to blow his...

"I'm glad to see you made it here safe and sound." Madeline said.

"Yeah..." Coach Dick replied as he shifted his thoughts. "You know, Nina and everything."

"I trust she guided you well?" She asked.

Coach Dick adjusted the hat on his head and grinned.

"I wouldn't be able to find my way back, if that's what you mean."

"Good, good." Madeline stated. "I'm sorry for all the secrecy, but you must understand. Breastford has existed for years the way it is because we keep ourselves secluded, cut off from the outside world. I have no intention of breaching that type of security for a mere girls' basketball team."

"Don't ask, don't tell." Coach Dick replied. "I understand completely."

"Good." Madeline said. "Then I trust you have no problem accepting the terms of our contract?"

"Well now," Coach Dick said. "Everything looks legit, but there is just one little clause I wanted you to clarify. That little bit about er...um...sleeping with er...certain...individuals?"

Madeline smiled at him warmly.

"Ah yes." Madeline stated. "I am granting you access to all members of the committee. I have instructed my girls to fulfill your every need...in exchange for your cooperation, of course."

Now it was Coach Dick's turn to smile.

"Well, sweetheart, you've got my full cooperation." He grinned.

Madeline stepped forward, slowly.

"I hope you see what an honor this is." She said. "I am granting you full access. This essentially gives you power beyond your wildest dreams. I would hate for you to jeopardize that by not following the rules...my rules."

"Hey..." Coach Dick said, slightly befuddled. "It's no big deal. I understand."

"I don't think you do..." Madeline said.

Coach Dick felt himself becoming more and more aroused as Madeline drew closer. It was strange; a few minutes ago he had been thinking to himself that she was not the knockout he had expected her to be, and even though his mind maintained that thought his body was saying otherwise. He could feel a stiff erection growing in his shorts.

"What's...uh...this is all pretty..." Coach Dick stammered.

"Those rules are a reminder that I am in control, that this is my city...and you shall not...jeapordize that!"

She reached out and rubbed Coach Dick on his bulging crotch. The bewildered coach could feel her large breasts pulling him in like some sort of magnet, and when she touched his bulge he felt tremors of electric shock coursing through his body and making him warm inside.

His body did not know how to respond. It was being overloaded by pleasure. He felt his eyes beginning to water as Madeline squeezed his throbbing erection.

"Do you want a release?" she asked of him.

Coach Dick could only nod, as words had become useless to him.

"I shall give it to you." Madeline said. "But when you awake you will remember who it is that put you to sleep. And you will remember the rules that I have set out for you, and you will follow them!"

"Oh God!" Coach Dick yelped as his he fell to a knee.

His erection had reached its breaking point. He felt the damn beginning to burst and knew that an explosion was inevitable. Pretty soon the insides of his shorts were being sprayed by blast after blast of hot jizz from his aching rod. He had never felt this much cum leaving him before, and after a minute had passed he began to fear for his life.

Madeline had long since released him. She was now standing above him, staring down as though she were enjoying his humiliation. It took him a moment to realize that he had been grasping the bottom of her dress, and as soon as he let go she stepped away.

As she faded away into the darkness, so did he.

* * * * * * * * * *

Nightfall had descended upon Breastford.

Coach Blue looked up at the stars from behind his windshield and wondered what the future had in store. He had driven out to a secluded place, over a cliff which overlooked most of the city. He'd had to go off-road to get there, but he decided that it was a nice enough place to think.

As he looked out across the city, he couldn't help but notice that it seemed to have no end. There were random lights turned on in the oddest places, and as hard as he tried he could not deduce in which direction the main road was in.

"BOO!"

Startled, Coach Blue jumped in his seat and hit his head on the ceiling. He looked around and saw a figure running around to the other side of his car. He reached over for his door handle, but before he could go any further the door opened. To his relief, Gretchen climbed into the passenger seat next to him.

She was giggling hysterically as Coach Blue recovered from a near heart attack.

"Geez! Gretchen are you crazy??" he scolded.

"Relax, Coach." She said. "No one is going to attack you here. This is Breastford."

"It's still scary as hell!" the coach responded. "How the hell did you find me anyhow?"

"I can visit you anytime!" Gretchen winked at him.

Coach Blue sighed as he sat back and let his head fall against the headrest. This had been a weird day.

"So...I hear we're getting a new coach." Gretchen said.

Coach Blue immediately sat up.

"How do you know about that?" he demanded of her.

"Everyone knows." Gretchen said as she stretched out. "The word is that he's going to be your new assistant."

"Yeah, he is."

"Lucky for you." Gretchen replied.

"Yeah, I suppose so." Coach Blue frowned.

Gretchen didn't quite know what to say. There was silence for a while, as the two basked in the ambience of the night.

"You know," Gretchen said, as the two stared out across the city. "Men are drawn to this place."

"That's not true." Coach Blue said. "I've seen nary a man since I got here."

"No, I mean...in general." Gretchen said. "All men are searching for something, something unknown. For most of them, this is it. But they'll never find it."

Coach Blue thought for a moment. He was about to say something about how weird Gretchen was sounding, but she opened her mouth before he did.

"Women, too. Not just men. This is a really ideal place to live. It's a real paradise."

"Yeah, yeah it sure is." Coach Blue said, recalling all the busty women he had seen.

He smiled as he thought of all the big, bountiful breasts he'd gotten his hands on since coming to Breastford.

He looked over at Gretchen as she sat in the passenger's seat of his car, her big breasts jutting out slightly from the rest of her body. They were moving slowly, in tune with her breathing. He reached out as Gretchen continued to stare at the city below them. Gretchen then felt pressure being applied to one of her breasts; she looked down to find Coach Blue's hand resting on it. He was really getting a kick out of squeezing her big melon. She turned to the side to give him access to both her boobs. His other hand immediately reached out and he began squeezing her big tits through her shirt and bra hungrily. He took her rack into his hands and pushed her boobs together from the sides. Gretchen then began making her way over the console in between them. She swung her leg over him and straddled him as best she could, her luscious rear pressing into the steering wheel.

She leaned down into him, and pressed her lips against his.

* * * * * * * * * *

Paula hurried to the door as she struggled to put her blazer on. She had just come from the lab and she hated to be seen wearing her lab coat. She finally managed to fasten the final button across her busty chest before reaching for the doorknob and opening the door.

She opened the door to find a handsome man standing on the other side. He looked as though he was sculpted out of wood, his face handsomely carved, and he had a head of golden hair tucked underneath a ball cap.

"Evening, Paula." The man spoke.

Paula's facial expression went from a curious one to a small smile of familiarity.

"Coach Dick." She said. "Please, come in. Come in."

She shut the door behind him and then gestured to the living room where the two of them had a seat next to each other on the couch.

"To what do I owe this honor?" Paula asked, as she poured him a drink from the coffee table.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 19



"Oh, I was just wondering if you had seen or heard from Natalie. She and I were supposed to go over the terms of my living arrangements."

"Sadly, I haven't seen her all day. And she seems to be rejecting calls, as we've not spoken either."

"I see." Coach Dick said. He dropped his arms to his legs and let his hands slap his knees. "Did Madeline brief you on the circumstances of my arrival?"

Paula nodded as she took a sip from her glass.

"She did." She said.

"And you are on the committee are you not?"

"I am." Paula verified.

"Good." Coach Dick said. The hand on his right knee now moved over to Paula's knee. He rubbed it tenderly, before moving up her bare leg and rubbing her leg through her plaid skirt.

Paula put her drink down so as to be more focused on the task at hand.

"Ah, I see." She said. "So this is a social visit."

"Oh yes..." Coach Dick said, huskily. "Very social."

He then reached over and held Paula in place by her tiny waist with both hands. He leaned into her and as soon as he was near enough Paula pressed her lips against his and they engaged in a hardcore lip lock.

Paula could feel his hands rubbing her waist up and down. Before long, they made their way to the huge bulging jugs emanating from her blouse and jacket. Coach Dick breathed as his fingers sunk into her massive piles of titflesh, savoring their bounce and vigor as they filled his palms with their busty titmeat.

He pulled his mouth away from hers so as to look down at his own hands groping her big melons and see it with his own eyes. Their size was almost too good to be true, but after seeing Nina's massive jugs it wasn't hard to believe he was squeezing a pair of DDs at least.

Paula only breathed, and watched as the handsome coach squeezed and fondled her big breasts. She couldn't remember the last time her boobs were handled with such care. His touch was strong and firm, yet gentle when she wanted it to be.

"I can see why they put you on the Cantaloupe Committee..." he said, just before burying his face into the tops of her breasts.

Paula moaned as she felt his tongue flicking its way into her cleavage. She reached down and pushed her hand between his legs so as to begin rubbing his bulging crotch. There was no doubt in her mind it had grown to full erection, and she wanted him to feel comfortable.

Coach Dick gasped as he pushed his head back and forth across the tops of Paula Swanson's fully clothed breasts. He pulled back and stared at the huge bulging jugs as they sat atop Paula's glorious chest. He reached down to her jacket and pulled it apart at the middle, leaving Paula's chest to be covered by her white button up blouse and white bra underneath.

Not wasting another second, he reached between the buttons of the busty teacher's blouse and yanked it apart. Buttons flew in both directions, and Paula gasped at the sheer abrasiveness of his actions. The cold air on the bare portions of her boobs also didn't add to the situation.

Coach Dick once again grabbed Paula by the waist, only this time he lifted her up to a full seated position. He then lifted her up off the couch completely and coaxed her to climb on to his lap with his hands. As Paula straddled him and shifted her position around on his lap, he hungrily fumbled around with the back of her bra. Paula pressed her groin against his bulge, and as soon as it was apparent they were both comfortable she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra herself.

Coach Dick's eyes were humping her gorgeous, tanned breasts as she pulled the bra cups away and they came into view. He admired their busty beauty for a split second before diving headfirst into the canyon of her deep cleavage.

The handsome coach moaned as he felt Paula's big naturals pressing against either side of his head. He shook his head from side to side between them, motorboating the big melons as though it were the first pair of breasts he had ever seen.

"Oh my God..." he moaned into her rack. "They're bigger than Marissa's..."

Paula reached behind him with her soft hands and clenched his head to her busty bosoms. She shook her huge tits from side to side, beating his face with them as he motorboated her massive melons.

Coach Dick's tongue darted out of his mouth and licked every inch of titflesh he could. He was having a big-boob feast as he hungrily sucked on her big, juicy melons. He found a nipple and sucked it into his mouth. It was hard, and he quickly turned to the other one to find that it was hard as well.

Paula began grinding against him, pressing her crotch into his and pressing her big boobs into his face in the process. The two were dry-humping like a couple of teenagers, and Coach Dick couldn't help but feel like even though he had been with lots of women...Paula was the first real woman he had ever been with.

The busty, curly-haired brunette stopped bucking her hips as she heard the coach's muffled moans becoming more and more audible from between her big breasts. She brushed her hair out of her eyes and pushed it behind her to look down at the coach still sucking on her tits. He looked up at her and the two took a moment to catch their breath.

"Fuck yes..." Coach Dick moaned as he brushed the side of his face on one of her big, juicy tits.

"They don't call this place Breastford for nothing." Paula winked at him.

"Oh baby..." Coach Dick moaned. "These tits are amazing."

He took Paula by her soft hand and guided it between them. He placed it on top of his growing bulge. As Paula got the hint and started to rub him, he hurriedly unbuttoned his pants and began to unzip.

"I think it's time I show you something equally amazing." He said.

* * * * * * * * * *

Gretchen's boobs were bouncing in his face as Coach Blue struggled to keep the young brunette grinding on his cock. She was growing more and more enthusiastic, and in her haste she was beginning to lose track of his cock on her crotch.

The two were still fully clothed, save for Gretchen who had wasted no time in losing her top and bra. Her bare boobs had been the focus of all Coach Blue's attention for the past twenty minutes or so, and she had taken to grinding against him as he enjoyed the busty fruits of her body.

The car stopped its shaking for a moment, as the two hurriedly tried to rid Coach Blue of his pants.

As soon as he unzipped, Gretchen's hands dug into them and pulled his hard cock out in no time. She began giving him a full-on handy as Coach Blue leaned back and enjoyed her smooth touch.

"Mmm...yeah..." Gretchen moaned. With her free hand she took one of her coach's and placed it atop her breasts. She clutched his hand to her bosom as she continued to jerk him off.

Coach Blue eagerly groped and squeezed her tits. He alternated between the left one and the right one, making sure he gave both of her jugs an equal amount of treatment. He then leaned forward and tried to suck on her big breasts, but it proved to be quite difficult as he wasn't as limber as he used to be. Gretchen bridged the gap by pressing forward, and Coach Blue got his wish of sucking on a busty teen's big jugs as she jacked him off.

"Aw fuck Gretch...you're so good at this." He moaned.

"Do you like it?" she asked. "Am I doing a good job?"

"Oh fuck yes..." the coach moaned.

Gretchen started to stroke his cock a little faster. The sound of flesh scraping flesh could be heard throughout the car as Gretchen's hand became a blur over his hard, hard manhood. She then reached out with her other hand and began stroking his cock as though she were churning butter.

Coach Blue moaned, loud. He was not only enjoying the two-handed handjob, but he was also enjoying Gretchen's movements with her body. She looked like a seasoned porn star, as if she wanted to look good while jerking his cock.

Her boobs were giving a slight jiggle as her hands slid up and down his cock. They felt so soft wrapped around him, he wasn't sure if he would be able to hold it much longer.

It got even more difficult for him to hold his load when Gretchen opened her mouth next.

"You want me to blow you?" she asked.

* * * * * * * * * *

Coach Dick ran his hands through Paula's long, curly brown hair. He couldn't see her face, and he didn't really care. For the moment he was perfectly content to hold Paula by the head and stare up at the ceiling as her mouth bobbed up and down his hard cock.

Paula's mouth was like a vacuum trying to suck up every ounce of dust it could. There wasn't a whole lot he could do but enjoy the blowjob from the busty brunette and struggle to hold his load.

He reached down and brushed Paula's hair from her face, lifting it off his lap so as to see the awesome sight of his hard cock in Paula Swanson's mouth. He pictured her as a busty librarian, and she probably had no idea that she was fulfilling one of his ultimate fantasies right now.

He watched as Paula turned her head to the side and let the tip of his cock push against her cheek. He felt suction being applied to it as she slurped and slobbered over it. She then tilted her head back to its normal position and began swirling her tongue around the tip, her lips still tightly closed around the midpoint of his shaft.

Paula could feel his cock throbbing against her lips, it sent vibrations into her mouth and she responded by sending vibrations right back to him. She quickly bobbed up and down his length, her hair swaying up and down with her fierce movements.

"Ohh fuck!" Coach Dick moaned. He grasped Paula's hair and tried to guide her up and down. When that didn't work he grabbed her entire head and repeated the process, only now he was thrusting his cock up into her mouth as well.

Paula started to gag from the force he was asserting onto her mouth, but she did her best to keep her lips tightly encased around his rapidly thrusting rod.

He stopped. Paula took her mouth off his cock and brushed the hair out of her face. She now began sliding her tongue up and down his shaft, slowly and tenderly. She paid the tip a little extra attention, giving it a tongue bath and flicking her tongue directly across it from side to side.

"Oh man...you're so good." The coach cooed.

"Mmhmm." Paula said.

She pulled away, then lifted her big tits in her hands and jiggled them around.

"How about a titfuck?" she asked.

"Oh yeah baby..." Coach Dick moaned.

The busty teacher rose up until her rack was level with his cock. She then leaned forward and pressed her big tits against his shaft. She opened them up enough for his cock to slide between them, and then she tightly closed them around his whole shaft.

"Oh man..." the coach moaned in pleasure.

His cock was so big that the tip reached halfway up Paula's neck, even though her boobs were tightly closed around it. She pressed her chin against her chest plate and licked the tip of his cock as it protruded from her cleavage. She then took it in her mouth and closed her lips tightly around it. The vacuum was turned on, and Coach Dick was struggling to hold his load once more.

"Oh fuck!" he moaned. His shaft was wrapped up in titmeat, and his tip was wrapped up in her lips. He started to instinctively buck his hip up and down from his seated position, trying desperately to fuck Paula's tits and mouth at the same time.

Paula could be heard slurping all over the tip of his cock. Saliva dripped down from her mouth and slid down his entire length; all the way to her bulging boobs. She used the moisture as lubrication to grind his cock with her gargantuan jugs. She then pushed her tits together from the sides and pulled her mouth off of him. Her funbags pressed into his cock, and she raised them up all the way to his tip before slamming them back down the full length of his shaft. The massive titties jiggled for a moment on top of his legs before she repeated the process. She started to bounce her huge tits up and down on him, giving his cock a titfuck to remember.

* * * * * * * * * *

Gretchen's mouth was one of the great wonders of the world. She slid her lips up and down his length so rapidly and smooth that it almost felt as though there were two women blowing him.

Coach Blue sat back and let the busty schoolgirl go to work on his aching rod.

Gretchen's lips slid from the base of his cock on the right side all the way to the tip. Then they slid down to the base on the left, and back up again. She stayed put, hovered over his tip as her lips encased his head in their warm depths. He could feel her tongue working overtime on his tip, and he could have exploded right then and there were it not for the busty teen's intuitiveness.

She pulled away from his cock and started to focus on his balls. She brushed her face across his sack, teabagging herself.

Coach Blue loved the sight of Gretchen dragging his balls across her beautiful, youthful face. There was something about a barely legal girl sucking his cock that really turned him on.

Gretchen now held his cock in one hand as she smothered the shaft in kisses. Her eyes were closed, indicating that she was passionate about the task, and that she wanted to savor every moment of this experience in her memory. Coach Blue looked down at her worshipping his cock and noted how much of a cock-slut Gretchen really was.

He took hold of his cock and pulled it out of Gretchen's reluctant mouth (no easy task). He moved his cock to the side of her face and started to slap her cheek with it.

"Mmm..." Gretchen moaned. She moved turned her head so that Coach Blue could cockslap the other side of her face.

The car was filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh.

Gretchen turned to face his cock directly. She puckered her lips up and Coach Blue slapped her puckered lips with his cock. She tilted her face down and the hard coach slapped her forehead.

"Yeah you like being cock-slapped, slut?"

"Mhm..." Gretchen said. "Harder..."

Coach Blue complied and started to slap her face harder.

"Uh!" Gretchen moaned. "Uh! Uh! Harder!"

Coach Blue was trying his best to dick slap the busty slut below him, but he didn't really think he could do it much harder. Whatever the case, he was enjoying it, and Gretchen seemed to be enjoying it as well so he resolved to just leave the situation alone.

"Uhhh! Uh!" Gretchen yelped. "That's it! Slap my face! Uh!'

Coach Blue gave her face one final, hard slap and his cock bounced off her beautiful features for the last time.

Gretchen rubbed her face with her hands as though she had a headache. She had her eyes closed as she took Coach Blue's dick back into her hands.

"Did you like that, baby?" she asked.

"Uhhhh...." Coach Blue moaned as he once again felt Gretchen's soft hands enveloping his shaft. He didn't know how many girls would let a man do that, but he was certainly glad that Gretchen seemed to be game 24/7.

"Are you ready to cum for me?" Gretchen said, as she kissed his cock and jerked it off against her face.

"Yeah...I'm so ready..." Coach Blue said.

"Mmm..." Gretchen said.

She started to jerk his cock faster. She increased the pace of her kissing as well, and Coach Blue could feel her smooth face rubbing against his cock as she jobbed him. He could feel his orgasm building up as Gretchen's hands and mouth coaxed his cock to completion.

Gretchen gave his cock a hard jerk as the first stream of jizz finally shot out from his aching rod. It flew up and hit her above the eye. She continued to jerk his cock, and the second shot bypassed her face entirely and landed in her hair, with a little bit getting on her forehead. The third and fourth shot both hit her directly on the face between her eyes. The next two shots were rapid fire and they shot her directly in the cheek.

She kissed the tip of his spurting cock as the final hard shots flew from his tip. They collided with her lips and she simply enclosed them around his engorged, ejaculating cock and let the final spurts release into her mouth. She could feel his cock beginning to calm itself as he now settled in her warm, warm mouth.

"Mm..." she moaned as she licked his cock clean.

"Oh fuck...that felt so great." Coach Blue said. "I really needed that."

Gretchen pulled her cum-drenched face off his cock and jerked it in her hand a few times, revealing that she hadn't let a drop go to waste. She leaned down and gave his tip a long, passionate kiss.

* * * * * * * * * *

Coach Dick's rod was in Heaven as Paula's massive utters bounced and jiggled around it. He felt as though he had died and gone to Heaven.

Paula squeezed her big tits around his cock tight as she bounced them up and down on his aching prick. The big jugs wrapped around him so easily that it was almost hard to believe they were every bit as firm and perky as they looked.

She was bouncing her big boobs as hard and fast as she could, slamming them down on his legs only to pull his shaft between them once more. His dick was leaking precum as she gave it her patented tit-treatment, and she used it to bounce her big titties on his shaft harder and faster.

"Oh yeah..." Coach Dick moaned. "Bounce 'em, baby..."

Paula's tits felt like a pair of hands grasping and groping at his big dick, jerking him off as though they had something to prove. Her nipples were so hard they could cut diamonds, and he longed to cream them in his seed.

"Uh! Uh!" Paula moaned. "Fuck! My tits!"

Coach Dick let his arms rest beside him on the couch. He then pushed himself up and started bucking his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of Paula's busty cleavage even faster.

"Uh! Uhhhhh! Yes!" Paula moaned. Her boobs were bouncing wildly as the handsome coach pushed his cock between her bountiful melons.

Then, without warning, the coach's cock began to shoot. She felt her face get hit by shot after shot of hot, sticky jizz from Coach Dick's big cock. His spurting rod pulsed and throbbed against her busty chest as Coach Dick moaned in relief.

Paula tilted her head down and opened her mouth in an effort to try and swallow some of his jizz, but his shots misfired and hit her all over the face instead. She continued to bounce her big flesh balloons on his spurting cock as he exploded, jerking him off to completion with her massive jugs.

As the final spurts erupted from his cock, Coach Dick managed to land a few cumshots on Paula's big rack. She jiggled her boobs as he sprayed them with his hard cock, raining down jizz on her massive tits.

Paula jiggled her huge tits around his cock a few more times as his climax came to a close, milking his cock of every lost drop of jizz as the spent coach leaned back and sighed a big sigh of relief. When his cock stopped throbbing completely, Paula pulled her big tits away from him and began licking him clean.

"Uhhhh....fuuuuck..." he moaned. He opened his eyes and looked down at Paula, licking his cock clean. His cum was sprayed all over her face and better yet, her big tits. He felt very accomplished.

"Yeah, baby...lick my cock clean. I can't believe I just came all over your huge fucking tits."

Paula looked up at him as she finished cleaning him up.

"You know..." she said, "not every member of the committee is going to be as inviting as I am."

Coach Dick stretched out as he stood up, making sure to brush his cock against Paula's face as he did so.

"Why's that?" he asked, as he took a few steps forward.

Paula was a bit shocked that his spent cock had just hit her in the face. Nevertheless, she proceeded to answer his question whilst still on her knees.

"It wasn't our idea. It was Madeline's. She threatened to have our jobs."

"I see..." Coach Dick said. His attention was divided. He had just peered out the window and seen the busty silhouette of a young girl in the house across the street. Her body was the perfect shape...no; it was beyond perfection. He had never before seen a body look as fit and healthy and curvy as the silhouette he now viewed. This girl had dangerously seductive curves, and even though it was just the dark figure of a busty girl he was looking at he wanted to hump that shadow with all his might.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 19



"That was quite a load." Paula said, completely aware that her face was covered in cum.

Coach Dick couldn't take his eyes off the silhouette across the street. The girl turned to the side, and he saw her curves in all their glory. Her ass was finely toned and shaped, but the real show...the real show was her chest. It was one of the biggest chests he had seen since coming to Breastford. It was significantly larger than Paula's. He felt his limp cock beginning to go erect as he imagined doing with the lovely girl across the street what he had just done to Paula.

"Yeah..." he said half paying attention as he trailed off. "That's what big fucking tits like those do to me..."

"Oh." Paula said. "Then you should have lots of fun here in Breastford with the other members of the Cantaloupe Committee."

"Yeah?" Coach Dick asked, still peering at the busty figure across the street. The girl now looked as though she were posing. "Are the cantaloupes really big and juicy?"

"You bet."

That did it.

The eager coach stepped forward once more, and guided his half erect penis to an unknowing Paula.

Paula at first was a little befuddled, but she caved and gave his cock entrance into her mouth once more.

"Oh yeah!" Coach Dick moaned. He placed his hands atop Paula's head and forced her to deep throat him.

As Paula's face was buried in his crotch he leaned back and snuck another peak at the chesty, curvy silhouette across the street. She had her hands above her head as though she were doing a bikini photo shoot.

Paula's eyes opened wide as she felt his cock immediately engorge itself to its full size inside her mouth. She did her best to keep up with him as she licked and sucked as fast and hard as she could.

Coach Dick was still peering across the street.

"Yeah...suck that cock..." he moaned, his gaze focused entirely on the girl's perfect figure. "That's it, you busty slut..."



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 20



"NINA!" Evelyn shouted.

"Hm...huh?" Nina stuttered. She looked at Evelyn, and then quickly looked around as though she had forgotten where she was. "I'm sorry, Miss Evers. What were you saying?"

"I asked you a question." Evelyn said. "How are the girls doing at practice?"

Nina stared at the busty woman across from her as though wondering whether or not she was being serious.

"Why are you asking me?" she said. "Why not ask Coach Blue?"

Evelyn met Nina's stare with a stern one.

"I already know how Coach Blue believes the girls are doing. What I want to know is how you, Nina Knockers -- the team captain, believe they are doing."

Evelyn leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms.

"Well," Nina said. "They're doing fine, I suppose."

"Is that so?" Evelyn said. "That's interesting because I hear it from a very good source that you seem to be the only girl performing at all."

Nina crossed her arms over her massive chest. Evelyn took note of this, and all of a sudden she became all too aware of how much bigger Nina was in the chest area.

"That's just untrue." Nina said. "The rest of the girls are right there with me at every practice."

"Regardless, the committee is taking every possible measure to ensure that you girls are all performing at the same level."

Nina uncrossed her arms, putting her huge boobs on display once more.

"And you think that giving Coach Blue an assistant is going to help achieve that goal?"

Evelyn leaned forward. Her big rack pressed into her desk and they spilled over the top ever so slightly.

"It couldn't possibly hurt." She said.

"You're wrong." Nina said. She, too, now leaned forward into the desk. Her massive breasts pushed into it hard, and the amount of boob meat spilled over the top made Evelyn's seem like nothing. "These girls try their hardest. And if you send in someone to help them perform at a higher standard what kind of message are you sending them?"

"That Coach Blue has failed, obviously." Evelyn said.

Nina now had a stern look on her face as well. Evelyn could feel shivers running down her spine as she could feel her self esteem slowly beginning to slip.

"Mark my words..." Nina said. "This could be the worst decision you ever made."

Evelyn put a hand to her temple and began massaging her head as though she had a headache.

"Well...I do believe that you've...uh...answered all the questions that I had. That will be all, thank you very much...uh...Nina."

"Anytime." Nina said, sternly. She got up and turned around.

When she got to the door, Evelyn stopped her.

"Just one more thing...I forgot." Evelyn said. "You were the first person to encounter Coach Dick here in Breastford. First impression...what did you think?"

Evelyn felt more shivers as Nina's stern look burned a hole through her a few seconds more. Then, all of a sudden, the entire room became less tense and Nina turned around and gave a small smile. She shrugged, and then answered her final question.

"He's very...typical."

She then turned back around and left, leaving Evelyn to ponder her answer.

* * * * * * * *

"What are you doing here?" Coach Blue asked. "I thought we would just meet up in the gym."

He was referring to his new assistant, the ever-surprising Daniel Dick. Coach Dick had apparently gone out of his way to greet him as he stepped out of his office, which was directly across from his on the other side of the gym.

"Yeah, the walk over here almost killed me." The other coach replied, sarcastically. "I just wanted to drop by and lay some good news on you."

Coach Blue started walking down the hallway to the double doors which led into the gym, where basketball practice was about to take place.

"Can it wait?" he said. "I don't know if you've noticed, but we sort of have this job we need to do."

Coach Dick gave a small snigger.

"Alright. Have it your way." He said. "I just thought you'd like to know I can get you back into Paula Swanson's good graces. Better yet, I can get you in good with her and Natalie Knockers. But I guess you aren't interested."

Coach Blue stopped in his tracks and turned to his fellow coach.

"Wait...what are you saying?" he asked.

"Oh." Coach Dick said with mock surprise as he, too, stopped walking. "I know all about your little falling out; Paula mentioned it. I'm saying I can get you in good with those 2 curvaceous hotties again."

Coach Blue was speechless as he stared at his new assistant.

"They were the threesome you mentioned right?"

Now the befuddled coach found the strength to speak.

"I..er...yeah." he stuttered.

"Well," Coach Dick continued. "Wouldn't you like those little adventures to continue?"

"Hell yes I would!" Coach Blue exclaimed. He had definitely managed to answer that question.

"Cool." Coach Dick said. "Then I'll put in the good word. Also, I'll need you to do something for me in return."

"Oh." Coach Blue said, raising an eyebrow at the other coach. "I should've known there'd be a catch. Don't you ever just do things out of the kindness of your own heart?"

"Aw it's nothing." Coach Dick said, waving his hand as though the situation were as thin as the air around them. "I just need you to build me up in front of the girls."

Coach Blue looked at him thoughtfully.

"Build you up?" he asked after a moment or two.

"Yeah." Coach Dick answered. "I'm new and I'd really like to get off on a good foot, you know?"

"Wow." Coach Blue said. "I gotta say, Dick. That's very professional of you."

"Hey thanks." The assistant said.

"So...build you up how?"

"Eh, you know. Say good things about me. And just go along with whatever I say."

"Well alright." Coach Blue replied. "I guess I can do that. You've got a deal!"

"Great." Coach Dick said.

"Now..." Coach Blue motioned to the double doors. "Let's get this thing started."

Coach Dick nodded, and the two walked on into the gym.

Inside the girls were crowded around each other waiting for the coach to show up, but Coach Blue had a fleeting suspicion that they were here to see their new coach as well. He wasted no time in taking charge of the practice.

"Okay girls, good to see you all." He said as he and Coach Dick walked out onto the floor. "I regret to say that Nina won't be joining us today. She and her mom had a little business to take care of with Miss Evers, so you girls will have to do without your team captain for a day."

He now stood directly in front of the large group of girls, and through his peripheral vision he saw Coach Dick take a stance adjacent from him a little further away.

"This man right here is Coach Dick. He's my new assistant, and I expect you girls to treat him with the same respect you show me."

Coach Blue could see a lot of girls in the crowd snickering, trying to figure out what to make of their new coach. He noticed Brittany Bust and Brooke Biguns standing at the front of the group a little further down the line from where he stood. They were directly in front of Coach Dick, and there was no doubt in his mind that the new coach was definitely getting a taste of what he'd already had for quite some time.

"My name is Daniel Dick." The man spoke up. "You girls can call me Coach Dick. I'm here to assist, just like the man over there said; he and I go way back."

Coach Blue looked over at dick and threw him a stern look, but the other coach didn't seem to notice.

"What do you mean?" someone asked.

"Well, we met when..." Coach Dick answered before his co-worker could even open his mouth. "I saved his life."

At this there was a lot of gasps and hushed conversation coming from the girls. Coach Blue threw his assistant another stern look, and this time he was met with his pleading eyes.

"Really?? How?" someone asked.

"He was getting mugged by a couple of goons and I jumped in and kicked some ass." Coach Dick answered.

There were a lot of exclamations of excitement coming from the girls now. Coach Dick noticed the two chesty blondes in front of him had their mouths agape as they took in the information about this supposed heroic feat. He couldn't believe the size of their breasts! If it hadn't been for all the StaminaX he'd drank earlier that day he might have blown his load right then and there. Their busts alone were enough to keep his attention. He couldn't believe those tits belonged to a couple of teenage girls; they were far bigger than the tits of any other women he had seen. Even though the two bombshells had bras and shirts on he could see the massive orbs bulging beneath the fabric of their clothing. He had the sudden urge to rub his crotch as he watched the two massive racks slowly taking motion with their breathing, but he resisted with all his might.

"Is that true, Coach Blue?" Someone else piped in.

Coach Dick pried his eyes away from the two big-titted teens in front of him to look at his fellow coach. Coach Blue was looking back at him as he thought of how he should answer. Coach Dick could feel that all the girls were hanging on to his next words, even the busty pair of blondes in front of him. He pleaded with his eyes as he watched Coach Blue.

"I...er...yeah it's true. He's a good man." Coach Blue said, very unenthusiastically.

Coach Dick turned back to the group of girls to find they were all staring at him with excited eyes as their hushed conversation grew just a little bit louder. Exclamations of "wow" and "how neat" could be heard throughout the crowd...but not from the 2 nut-busting blondes in front of him. They were both staring at him with different looks than the other girls. They still seemed excited, but in a much different way. They had these smiles on their faces that made him want to shower them with his sperm, and one of them was twirling a finger through her blonde hair as their eyes flirted with him.

"Okay." Coach Blue said, breaking up the conversations. "That's enough of that. Split up, get into groups. Let's get practice started."

As basketball practice pressed forward, Coach Blue had his eyes on his new assistant. He had watched him making his rounds, and from what he could tell he seemed extremely legit. There was nothing he could find about the new coach that he could call him out on; he seemed to be like an average basketball coach. A good one, even!

Coach Dick's mind was nowhere near as focused on the task at hand as his body would have you believe. His eyes were constantly roaming around the gym, jumping from girl to girl and feasting on their sexy curves. He had never seen this many big-boobed women packed into one place before, let alone big-boobed teenagers!

"You must be Brooke and Brittany." He said, finally approaching the blonde duo.

"Yup." Brittany said. "That's us. I'm Brittany, and that's Brooke. You can call me Brit."

Coach Dick watched as the busty Brooke Biguns halted her jump shot and turned to approach him and her friend. Brittany was twirling a finger through her hair as though she was shy and couldn't think of anything else to do but fidget. As Brooke came closer, the full magnitude of the size of their busts hit him like a baseball bat.

Their boobs were incredible!

"Wow!" he said. "You girls are just...er...."

He stopped himself and shook his head as though he was trying to shake a thought from it.

"I've noticed you girls..." he said, as his eyes humped their massive chests. "And I'd like to see you two in my office after practice."

The two girls shared a quick glance, ominously.

"We'll be there, Coach..." Brooke said, giving him a quick wink.

As the two girls turned around, Coach Dick could have sworn they were flaunting their luscious rears at him. He found it very difficult to take his eyes off their tight, swaying buns as they made the fabric of their thin gym shorts scream for mercy...

"Goddamn..." he muttered as he tried to mentally force his growing erection down.

* * * * * * * *

Coach Dick had had to keep his erection down all practice; no easy feat. As he now sat in the chair behind his desk, he basked in the freedom of being able to tend to it.

Brittany and Brooke would be arriving any minute. He had to think of what he was going to say to them. Based on everything he had learned from Coach Blue, that buffoon of a coach had come on much too strong with the duo. Moreover, he had jumped into things much too fast and that had caused the girls to distrust him. As a womanizer, that was one mistake you could not afford to make. Coach Blue lacked the basic knowledge that man needed to successfully bed women night after night, but fortunately for himself he was skilled in that area.

He had to lure the busty teens into a sense of security; that was the only way he was going to be able to have all the fun he wanted to have with them later, and consistently. The task seemed simple enough, but he was quickly learning that in Brestford nothing ever was that simple. In the gym he had gotten a small taste of what Brooke and Brittany brought to the table, and he wasn't sure if he would have the will power to say grace before digging into the feast.

As he heard footsteps approaching from the other side of the door, he quickly grabbed his bottle of StaminaX and took a quick swig. He managed to take one more sip before the doorknob turned and the door was pushed open.

He stood up and walked around his desk just as the busty duo was entering his office. His eyes immediately latched on to their perfect breasts; they were jiggling ever so slightly with each step they took. He watched them jiggle to a complete halt as the girls took stances right in front of him. His cock was aching to be released as he stared at their massive jugs...pressing into the fabric of their bras and gym shirts...teasing him with how far they jutted out from the rest of their tight, little bodies...

"You wanted to see us, Coach?" Brooke spoke.

Coach Dick shook his head, much the same way he had done back in the gym.

"Yeah..." he said, as he tried to get his bearings. With all the strength he could muster, he put on a professional look and spoke in a well-mannered tone. "I need to talk to you about your game."

"Oh?" Brittany asked, as she and Brooke looked at their new coach. "Why's that?"

Coach Dick could see in their faces that they were somehow trying to toy with him. But the way they were looking at him...it turned him on and made him feel like the luckiest man alive. They were almost teasing him...

"I see a lot of potential in you girls. But you need to stop playing around and be serious."

The two girls looked at each other. Brooke had entered this room with the same mentality she had had upon entering Coach Blue's office for the first time...the two offices were identical, even. But as she stood there in front of her new coach right beside her friend, she couldn't feel any further away from that office across the gym. This was an entirely different aura.

"What do you mean?" Brooke asked of him, sternly.

"I mean you guys need more practice. While you might be strong together, you could be even stronger if you each took the time to hone your own skills."

Brooke and Brittany threw each other confused looks.

"Are you..." Brittany spoke. "Are you talking about...basketball?"

Coach Dick stared back at her as seriously as he could.

"Well, yeah Brit. I am. What else would I be talking about?" he said.

Brooke interrupted their conversation.

"Wait...you're saying we need to practice more??" she asked, in a befuddled tone.

"That's exactly what I'm saying, Brooke. And now that you two have the gist of this, I think you two should get going." Coach Dick said.

"You...you want us to leave??" Brooke asked, confusedly.

She and Brittany gave each other a weird look.

"Yeah." Coach Dick said as he now walked around his desk. "Good talk."

The busty duo watched, astonished, as their new coach basically ignored them and went back to his work.

"Um...Okay." Brittany said as she and Brooke turned toward the door. "We're leaving..."

Coach Dick did not even bother to look up as the chesty pair opened the door and exited his office.

Once the duo was outside and the door was shut he walked over to the couch on the far wall of his office and collapsed on it...utterly exhausted, and with a raging boner.

Outside, Brittany and Brooke were discussing what had just happened as they made their way out. The halls and gym were entirely empty, as most of their teammates had already changed and showered.

"I thought the whole point of this was to gauge where he was in relation to Coach Blue." Brittany said.

"It was." Brooke replied. "But as far as I could tell...he's nothing like Coach Blue."

"How could he just reject us like that??" Brittany asked with confusion.

"I...I don't know." Brooke answered. "I didn't think it was possible."

The duo was silent for a while as they made their way through the halls. After a while, Brooke spoke up again.

"Something was wrong." She said.

Brittany looked at her friend as they continued to walk.

"What do you mean?" she asked of her.

"I don't know." Brooke said. "But something was compelling him to say no to us. There's no way he would have rejected us otherwise; no real man would."

"I don't know." Brittany responded. "He looked pretty serious to me. I don't think it was an act."

"That's what he'd want you to believe!" Brooke exclaimed. She stopped walking and turned to look at her friend. "But there's one thing he couldn't fake. You know...his...thingy."

Brittany looked at her friend with serious eyes.

"You mean his..."

"Yes." Brooke said. "I could see it jutting out into his shorts...he was turned on. Just as he should've been."

"Ohhh...." Brittany said as she finally understood.

"Do you see?" Brooke continued. "Something had to have been compelling him to not try anything fresh!"

"Right!" Brittany said. "I get it now. But what could compel a guy to say no to us?"

"Something." Brooke said as the started walking once more. She stopped after a few steps to make an exclamation. "Or someone! Someone higher!"

"Oh!" Brittany said, putting up a finger as though she'd had an idea. "The committee!"

"Exactly!" Brooke said, thoughtfully. "Or...maybe even Madeline herself!"

"Wow!" Brittany gasped. "This is...big."

"Yeah. It is." Brooke said. "But if we can find out what's stopping him and take it out of the picture, then we'll be able to use him to our advantage."

"Yeah." Brittany said. "And Coach Blue will be out of our hair for good. But don't we have to figure out exactly what it will take?"

"No." Brooke answered her. "You saw that bulge in his pants. I think it's safe to say that we have a pretty good idea what it will take -- not much. And as for Coach Blue...I don't think we have to worry about him any longer. Gretchen said that this guy was recommended by Madeline herself. That means he has some serious leverage. Coach Blue can't pull anything while he's around."

"Oh yeah!" Brittany said. "You're right! And since he was picked by Madeline that supports your theory about why he didn't try to get fresh with us."

"Right." Brooke answered.

There was more silence as the two made their way out of the school. Once outside it was Brittany's turn to break the silence.

"Do you think that story about him saving Coach Blue's life is true?" she asked her friend.

"Dunno." Brooke said. "But I don't find it that hard to believe. I mean, he looks like he would be a lot tougher than Coach Blue in situations like that."

"Yeah...and he's cuter than Coach Blue too." Brittany added.

The two girls giggled and laughed as they began their trip home.

* * * * * * * *

"He...what?" Natalie spoke into the phone.

"I said he wants Steven to meet with us." Paula's voice echoed from the other end.

"I don't understand." Natalie said. "He does know that part of the contract he signed grants him that type of power, right?"




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 20



"Yes." Paula said. "But apparently he felt sorry for the man and wants to do something nice for him."

Natalie gave a loud groan.

"I can't be angry with him..." she said after a moment. "But that man is too naïve for his own good."

"He does have a certain...appeal about him." Paula said to her friend.

"If he wasn't so good looking, I probably wouldn't even be considering this. But if Daniel says that this will help Madeline's cause then I suppose I have to go along with it."

"You know..." Paula said. "For someone who's been trying to avoid Coach Dick you seem to have a few mixed feelings about him."

"Avoid, yes." Natalie said. "But it's not like I intended to avoid him forever. I knew that sooner or later I would be approached by him, and subconsciously I suppose I made my peace with that. But I had also made peace with the fact that I wouldn't be sleeping with that Neanderthal Coach Blue any longer."

"Well," Paula said. "He didn't use those exact words."

"Oh come now, Paula." Natalie responded. "You know very well what he meant."

Paula sighed.

"Daniel really isn't like any man I've ever encountered." She said. "He's sweet, good-looking, charming..."

"Yes, he is rather charming..." Natalie trailed off. "I shall make all the necessary preparations for our meeting tonight."

"Okay..." Paula said. "See you then."

"See ya." Natalie said as she hung up the phone.

She couldn't believe this. Coach Dick wanted to do something nice for his friend Coach Blue, and somehow she and Paula both had been caught in the crossfire. She could see herself doing all sorts of sexual tasks with the handsome new assistant coach, but to go back to doing them with Coach Blue was almost unbearable. Unlike Coach Dick, he lacked the wit, charm, and subtleness that made most men decent lovers. He was barbaric, crude, basic, and often let his lust get the better of him...particularly his lust for their big breasts. She had vowed that she would never again let him touch her, but now it looked as though she would be humiliated.

"Nina!" She called out.

After a few moments, Nina appeared in the room she was waiting in.

"Yeah, Mom?" she said.

"I'll need you to stay at the Swanson's this evening. I'm going to hold a meeting here tonight."

"Oh." Nina said, ominously. "Okay. I'll give Gretchen a call."

Natalie sighed.

"Nina, dear..." she said. "I really wish you would tell me what Miss Evers said. You were very quiet on the way home."

Nina looked at her mother and gauged the look on her face.

"I've just been thinking." She said. "And she didn't say anything much. She just wanted me to tell her how the girls were doing at basketball practice."

"Is that all?" Natalie asked of her. She raised an eyebrow as if she hoped to pry something out of her busty daughter.

"That's all, Mom." Nina said.

Before Natalie could even open her mouth, the busty brunette had turned and was out of the room.

* * * * * * * *

Evening had reached Breastford in its entirety. It had long since descended on a town which was still wide awake despite the ever-growing darkness that now encompassed its city limits.

At the Biguns household a small light had been turned on in the corner of a dark room for over an hour as the busty blonde Brooke frantically searched her mother's office for some type of clue as to why their new coach seemed to be uninterested in them.

"C'mon, Mom..." she thought. "You're a record keeper. You keep records of everything that goes on in the Cantaloupe Committee...surely there must be something here!"

Just as her confidence was beginning to wane she noticed a stack of papers on one of the higher shelves that she had not noticed upon entering. She quickly reached for it and brought the stack down to her level. She began scanning and skimming the pages and realized that they were notices that Madeline handed down to the entire committee.

"Of course!" she thought.

Her eyes were hurriedly scanning the large stack for quite some time, but after a while they lit up with a mixture of awe, excitement, and curiosity. She quickly reached for the phone and began dialing a number. Outside, she could hear the sound of a car driving up. Terrified, she quickly put the phone down and began cleaning up the various messes she had made.

The busty blonde teen then turned off the light, and picked up the phone once more...this time in utter darkness.

"Hello? Hello? HELLO??" the voice was saying from the other end.

"Brit!" Brooke said as she put the phone to her ear. "Brit I have something to tell you!"

She could vaguely make out the sound of the front door being opened.

"Brooke? Brooke is that you?" Brittany said.

"He's here right now; I can hear him!" Brooke said.

"Brooke you sound like you are scared or something." Brittany said.

"It's in his contract!" Brooke went on. "The contract that he signed to get the job!"

"You're talking about Coach Dick?" Brittany asked.

"Yes!" Brooke said in a hurried tone. "It's like a deal; there are rules. Madeline is allowing him to have sex with every member of the committee, but he can't have sex with anyone else. That's one of the rules!"

"Oh." Brittany said. "So he can't have sex with anyone else?"

"Yeah!" Brooke answered. "ESPECIALLY the young girls. That's us!"

"Ohh!" Brittany answered. "That's why he rejected us!"

"Yeah exactly!" Brooke said. "Look...he's here with my mom right now! I think they are about to do it! He'll probably want to do it with your mom too. Brit, listen carefully...here's what I want you to do..."

"Brooke! Brooke!" Barbara shouted. She and Coach Dick had just walked into the living area of her home.

"Are you sure she is here?" Coach Dick asked as Barbara Biguns peered down a dark hallway and called after her daughter.

"I tell you I saw a light on in my office." Barbara said, barely paying her guest any heed.

"I didn't see anything." Coach Dick said.

He could care less whether or not Brooke was home. After that quick meeting they had had in his office he had not been able to calm his rock-hard erection's insatiable appetite for sex. Having the busty duo together in one place, alone, was forcing him to imagine the things he could do to them and their big, heaving breasts. Even now as Barbara Biguns called after her daughter it was Brooke that was on his mind; filling it the same way her enormous melons filled her hard-working bra. And when she and Brittany Bust got together it was all he could do to keep from exploding inside his pants.

"I'm gonna go have a look." Barbara said, turning to face Coach Dick before quickly turning back around.

Coach Dick stared at her tight rear as she walked away. Like most women in Breastford he could make out her sideboob as he stared at her from behind. He made note of how much more sideboob her busty blond daughter exhibited than her in this fashion. He also noted that Barbara was wearing tight jeans and a sweater that practically made her boobs balloon.

While her enormous sweater stretchers were nothing to scoff at, her daughters seemed to blow hers out of the water with ease. Barbara had probably taken to wearing tight-fitted clothing in an effort to let the world know that she was around where her daughter was present. Coach Dick did not find it hard to believe that she could be insecure, given the magnitude and sheer size of her daughter's magnificent breasts. Brooke's giant hooters swelled with a youth and perk that far surpassed any her mother could now showcase; all while surpassing her mother in cup size. The same could be said of Brittany Bust and her mother, Beth.

"Brooke! Brooke dear, are you home?" Barbara called as she opened the door to her office.

Inside, she could tell there was no one in the room even though it was dark. She flicked a light switch with one of her delicate fingers and peered around the room as if giving it an inspection. Brooke was nowhere to be found.

"Hm." She said as she turned the lights off and walked out.

She walked down the dark hallway and veered right as she entered the living area. Coach Dick was still standing in the exact same place.

"You were right." She said. "No one is home."

Coach Dick stepped around her and peered down the hallway.

"Don't sweat it." He said. "She probably went out for a run."

"Yes, I believe so." Barbara said, her back turned to her guest. "She is a bit of a health nut."

Coach Dick turned around and stared at Barbara from behind. She had the same color hair as her daughter, but unlike her daughter she was nowhere near as playful with it. With Brooke, it was difficult to tell how long her hair was as she was constantly trying out different styles. Barbara seemed to be a little more conserved and old fashioned. Her hair did not exceed shoulder length, and it stayed straight until it curved out at the bottom.

As he stared at her back he could make out the outline of her bra from within her thin red sweater. His eyes trailed down the slope of her concave back until it reached the giant swell of her buns. The handsome coach could tell that she took pride in her buns; probably her way of making up for trailing behind her daughter. Once again, however, her butt lacked the luster and appeal of youth that Brooke's maintained. If Barbara was the model that posed nude and shot porn, then Brooke was the model that made men drop their pants without taking her clothes off.

Still, sex with a pornstar nude model was something to get hard about.

He stepped forward and reached out for her right cheek. His fingers touched the fabric of her denim and he began rubbing it lovingly; admiring it the same way a farmer might admire his livestock. He twisted his hand so that his fingers rotated atop her swell until his thumb was up high on its upward slope and his fingers were resting on its downward slope. He squeezed; and his fingers sank into the flesh of her swelling bun, basking in its warmth and willingness to fill his hand.

Barbara breathed heavy as Coach Dick repeatedly squeezed her tight bun. She could feel him applying pressure over and over again as his hand mauled her beautiful ass mercilessly. She felt his lips on her bare neck for a moment and she threw her head up. She could feel his head right next to hers as his lips pulled away from her neck and he continued to grab her ass.

"Uuh yeah." She heard him moan next to her ear.

With his other hand, Coach Dick reached down and began adjusting his crotch. He fixed it so that it was as upright as possible within his pants. He then reached around Barbara's small waist and pulled her closer to him as he thrusted forward. He gave a small moan as the bulge in his pants successfully meshed with the crevice of Barbara's asscrack.

Barbara could feel something hard being pressed into her butt from behind. She felt it being pressed into her repeatedly, hard and forceful yet slow. Coach Dick's hand was on her waist pulling her into him as he thrusted into her over and over again. She began pressing her butt into his crotch to meet his thrusting.

"Uh!" she moaned as the horny coach humped her rear.

Coach Dick began to pick up the pace as he fucked her ass harder.

"Mm..." Barbara heard him say into her ear. "You're nice, big buns feel great pressed against my dick, baby."

She then felt one of his hands leave her waist and trail up her upper body. It slid against the fabric of her sweater until the back of his hand collided with the underside of her luscious, swelling chest. His hand turned over and slid along the underside of her mountainous right jug; following its sexy slope until it reached Nipple Peak. With her nipple in the dead center of his palm and his fingers on her various slopes, he squeezed. He squeezed her fabulous globe the same way he had squeezed her tight buns earlier, sinking his fingers into her abundant titflesh through the fabric of her sweater and bra; letting his hand bask in the warmth of her massive funbag.

"Awww...fuck yeah..." he moaned as he squeezed her huge, busty boob.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Barbara was moaning. The combination of this stud coach shoving his cock against her ass and squeezing her tit was really starting to turn her on.

"Yeah!" Coach Dick said.

With his free hand he reached for her other mountain of flesh and began squeezing both of her jugs simultaneously. Her nipples pressed into his palms as he repeatedly squeezed her big orbs through her shirt and bra; his fingers occasionally delving into the part of her sweater that stretched over her cleavage.

He gripped both of her jugs hard and began pulling her into him as he had done earlier with her waist. Barbara was moaning and breathing heavy as he used her massive jugs to force his cock into her ass crack harder. The two started to moan in unison, loudly, as the thrill and pleasure of it all was finally taking its toll. Their moans reached a climax, and Coach Dick began squeezing her boobs with a little less force; his cock humping her ass with a little less force as well.

His hands slid down her body to her waist, where he adjusted her over his crotch so that he could bask between her buns comfortably while he caught his breath and came down from his sexual high.

Barbara then felt his hands take their previous positions on her large breasts, where he kneaded and squeezed them to his heart's content; playing with them as he recovered.

"Damn, baby!" he said to her from behind. "You have some giant boobs."

"And you have a nice cock." She replied.

Coach Dick reached for the buttons at the top of her sweater to find that they were already undone. He then ran his fingers over them and found that the buttons were gone, leaving only empty holes where they should be fasted. Barbara's bust had popped them right off.

He slid his fingers over the bare slopes of her boobs where her cleavage was, and after trying to grip her boobs unsuccessfully he reached for both sides of the fabric of her sweater and pulled the two sides apart. Barbara gasped as the rest of her buttons flew off and her bra was exposed, much per Coach Dick's intentions. He cupped her boobs over her bra cups and began squeezing them again.

"I think my nice cock and your giant boobs should have a get-together." He said into her ear.

Barbara was still breathing heavy; Coach Dick had such strong hands.

"Do...you want...to...see them?" she gasped.

* * * * * * * *

As soon as the door was closed, Coach Blue was on Natalie like some kind of crazed vampire. Before she even knew what was going on she felt Coach Blue's lips on her neck trying to caress their way into her insides. She tried pushing him off, but his hands had a firm grip on her butt cheeks and they were keeping her pressed against him.

Coach Blue was trying to line up his crotch with hers as she struggled to get free. He decided that he didn't want to try any longer, and instead dug his face into the tops of Natalie's breasts. She was wearing a very frilly v-neck that left the tops of her breasts exposed and showed off a great deal of cleavage. This made Coach Blue's cock throb in anticipation.

"You...you jerk! Get off me!" she said.

Paula approached them from the side and placed a hand on both of them.

"Now, now Steven." She said. "Let's not be hasty."

Coach Blue took his eyes off Natalie Knockers for a moment to look at Paula. She was once again dressed in business attire: her button up blouse and olive green blazer with matching skirt. He always loved how that blouse-blazer combo made her look; it too, showed off a great deal of cleavage.

He let go of Natalie, and soon Paula found his hands roaming her body. She was more willing to allow Coach Blue to have his way.

"Fuck yessss...." The horny coach moaned into Paula's cleavage when he shoved his face into them the same way he had done Natalie's massive tatas. He could hear Natalie saying something, but he broke her speech with a command of his own. "Natalie, bring those massive tits over here!"

"What?!" Natalie exclaimed. She was infuriated that he had interrupted her with something as primal as that. "How dare--hey!"

She was interrupted once more, this time by the coach's strong hand. His burly arm pulled her toward him by her small waist until the side of her body collided with Paula's in front of him. He stopped licking and lapping at Paula's bust long enough to try to force himself between the two lovely ladies. When he did, he gripped each one by their waist and pinned them against him tight.

His eyes filled with the sight of their big tits against him; he was practically drooling over them.

"That's it you busty babes! Shove those huge boobs in my face!" he said.

"Steven..." Paula said. "I don't think..."

But he didn't hear what she said. He quickly drove his head into her tits and felt the fabric of her blouse and blazer scraping against his face. He turned and pressed his head into Natalie's cleavage, the relative bareness of her breasts feeling more comfortable against his face.

He paid Natalie's bust more attention than Paula's.

"Yes...yes...YES!" he moaned into Natalie's cleavage. "MASSAGE MY FACE WITH YOUR HUGE BOOBS, BABES!!"

Paula and Natalie looked at each other over the top of Coach Blue's head between them. Paula reached between their busts and gripped him under his chin. With some force, she managed to bring him back up to eye level. Natalie then placed her hand on his forehead and pushed him backwards, causing him to lose his balance momentarily. He stumbled for a bit, but quickly regained himself by falling into a seated position on Natalie's couch.

"Hey...what? Wha-"Coach Blue stuttered.

Paula leaned down and put a hand on his chest.

"Calm yourself." She said.

"Dick told me he talked to you two!" Coach Blue exclaimed.

"He did." Paula said.

"But that doesn't mean...we're your...FUCKTOYS!" Natalie yelled.

She reached down and slapped the horny coach across his face.

Even though it barely hurt, Coach Blue rubbed his cheek as he stared up at the two busty beauties. As he sat there he began to realize he'd been acting like a jerk, and his own embarrassment started to set in.

"I'm...sorry." He said. "I got a little out of hand."

Natalie threw him a sincere look.

"Look." She said. "We are willing to do this...for Daniel. But you have to control yourself. WE are the ones in charge here."

She gestured back and forth between herself and Paula with her hand.

"Fine!" Coach Blue said, standing up. He approached the two busty women and slowly wrapped his arms around their waists. The sudden shock of being slapped had not deterred his boner in the least. "I'll behave, I promise."

Natalie and Paula looked at each other as if trying to decide if he was telling the truth. Soon the two women could feel his hands roaming their bodies, exploring their curves as if they belonged to him.

"You babes have some curvy bodies..." he said as he touched them.

The two women began rubbing his chest as he rubbed their backs, and soon Coach Blue was throbbing in anticipation as their hands slid down his stomach and found their way to his bulging crotch.

"Yeah...." He moaned.

He leaned down into Paula and kissed her. He could feel two hands squeezing his dick through his pants. Once he broke his kiss with her, he turned his head and faced a reluctant Natalie. She screwed her face up for a moment, but then reluctantly pressed her lips against his. Coach Blue moaned into her mouth. He didn't know which hand was squeezing his manhood at this particular moment, but it was doing a great job.

He put his hand on Paula's luscious rear and squeezed one of her buns. Then he lightly patted it, trying to coax her into making their kiss a three-way one. After a while, Paula got the idea and opted to give Coach Blue what he wanted. He moaned as he felt his mouth being assaulted by both Paula and Natalie...at the same time.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 20



"Yeah..." he moaned as kissed Paula.

"Yeah!" he said as he kissed Natalie.

Paula felt his hand racing across her body in an effort to touch her breasts. She moaned into his mouth as she felt his hand squeezing one of her large tits through her shirt and bra.

On the other side of his face, Natalie opened her eyes wide as she, too, felt Coach Blue's hand on her busty rack. The eager coach was having a field day with them both, groping their huge tits through their clothes and making out with them at the same time.

The two women pulled back and broke the kiss; Coach Blue continued to squeeze their massive jugs as they caught their breath.

"I'm feeling dirty." Coach Blue said as he stared at their huge tits while he groped them. "What do you busty babes say we take a shower, just like last time?"

"We're not taking a shower with you." Natalie said, ruining his fantasy.

"Aw, come on babe." Coach Blue pleaded. "Your tits are so big and heavy...let's go wash those big, juicy melons!"

"No." Natalie said, matter-of-factly. "Not after last time."

"Fine." Coach Blue said. He reached for Natalie's v-neck and ripped it apart from her cleavage. "I'll just have to wash them right here."

"Hey!" Natalie said as her bare boobs came tumbling free. Her v-neck was in tatters draped over her shoulders. "That was an expensive top, asshole!"

"Lighten up, you big-titted braud." He said as he reached up to grab her left breast. He gripped the gargantuan globe and squeezed it, not taking his eyes off her bare boobs as he spoke. He leaned in until his face was only a hair away from her right tit. "It was only a matter of time before these huge boobs busted that top right off."

He then stuck his tongue out and licked her nipple, just before closing his lips around it and sucking on it like a new born baby.

"That's not the point!" Natalie objected as the hungry coach nursed on her big tit. With his other hand he was squeezing her other jug, and he seemed to be enjoying himself.

"Natalie." Paula said.

Natalie looked at her friend. They exchanged glances for a moment.

"Fine." Natalie said.

Coach Blue now held one of her tits in each hand as he placed his head between them and shook it from side to side. He bounced her boobs on his face as he motorboated the big jugs.

"Fuck yeah...." He moaned into Natalie's massive cleavage. "Paula...get down there and suck my dick."

Paula threw him a look, but after a while she knelt down and began unzipping his pants.

"Uuuhhh..." Coach Blue moaned. He couldn't wait to have Paula Swanson's lips around his cock sucking his dick.

Paula finally pulled his cock out to realize that it was already dripping with precum. She took the engorged organ into her mouth and wrapped her lips around it, applying gentle suction to the coach as he feasted on Natalie Knockers' huge jugs.

"Aww fuck yeah, suck it..." he moaned as he squeezed Natalie's juicy melons. He took her other nipple into his mouth and started sucking on it.

Natalie was almost limp. She stood there, back slightly arched, letting the coach have his way with her perfect, busty globes.

Down below, Paula was on her knees slobbering all over his hard, steel-like rod. It had been so long since he'd had a decent pair of boobs at his disposal, and it was keeping his dick hard even in Paula's hot mouth.

"Yeah..." he said. "Yeah, suck my cock...suck my cock while I play with Natalie's huge, busty...TITS!"

He started to thrust hard into Paula's mouth. Paula gagged as the tip of his cock tickled her throat. She quickly gained control of herself and started to keep up with his pace. He thrusted so hard that she had to let his cock out of her mouth for a moment. He kept thrusting even as his dick slipped from her mouth, and hit Paula in the cheek. She tried to catch it back in her mouth on the next thrust, but only succeeded in letting it hit her other cheek. Finally on the third thrust, he regained entrance into her mouth and the busty brunette started sucking it harder than she had before.

"Uhhhh...ohhhhh...fuck...." He moaned into Natalie's cleavage. The uptight brunette's mountainous globes of titmeat were still dangling in his face. "Natalie your boobs are so big!"

"Uh!" Natalie let a small moan escape her lips.

"Fuck!" Coach Blue exclaimed. "Get on your knees, get on your knees...right now..." he said.

"Huh?" Natalie said, surprised as Coach Blue took his mouth off her tits.

"Get down there with Paula and let me fuck your tits." Coach Blue said.

He put a hand on Natalie's shoulder, trying to force her down.

"Uh...." Natalie said, but soon she was kneeling down next to her friend.

"Ohhh...fuck yeah!" Coach Blue moaned as he took his cock in his hand and pulled it from Paula's mouth. The brunette breathed hard as she caught her breath, trying to recover from the sucking. "I've been wanting to fuck those huge fucking tits again for a long time!"

Paula could still be heard gasping as Coach Blue guided his dick to Natalie's face. He tried to get it inside her mouth in an attempt to make her suck it, but Natalie had her lips closed tight in an effort not to. Coach Blue simply settled for whacking her lips with his cock a few times.

"Open your tits!" he said. "Open your tits so I can put my cock between them and fuck them!"

He guided his cock to her busty cleavage just as the big-breasted brunette was pulling her tits apart. He hurriedly shoved his cock between them before she changed her mind and began humping her chest like a horny teenager.

"Uh! Oh! Aw fuck yeah!" he moaned. "My cock is buried between your huge fucking tits!"

Paula placed her hands on Natalie's jiggling melons and started bouncing them up and down, meeting the coach's thrusting and jerking him off with her busty friend's huge melons. She leaned down and licked the tip of his cock as it appeared between Natalie's massive jugs.

"Yeah!" Coach Blue said as he slid his cock between Natalie's giant breasts. "That's it ladies..."

Natalie's tits felt heavenly wrapped around his cock. Her soft, warm flesh made a perfect sheath for his raging sword...

"Uh...uhhhhhhhh....." the coach moaned.

Paula was licking at the tip of his cock as the horny coach furiously fucked her best friend's massive rack.

"FUCK YEAH!!" Coach Blue yelled. "I'm gonna cum ladies! First cumshot of the night, where do you horny, big-titted babes want it??"

"Not on my face!" Natalie answered quickly. "You can cum on my tits, just not my face."

"YEAHHHH!" Coach Blue moaned as he pulled his cock out from Natalie's tit-tunnel. No sooner than he pulled out did he start shooting. He hurriedly pointed his spurting rod at Natalie's massive knockers, spraying them with a thin layer of sperm.

"Uhh...Uhhhhh...YEAH!" the coach moaned as he erupted. He pointed his cock over toward Paula and she found herself getting jizzed on. She gasped as the coach blasted her face.

"Uh...uh...fuck...uh..."The coach moaned as he continued to shoot. As he redirected his aim at Paula he accidentally managed to get some on Natalie. The busty brunette gasped in surprise as her face got hit by a few sticky strings of jizz.

"Aaaahhh!" Natalie said. "I said on my tits, you jerk!"

"Oh...my...God!" Coach Blue moaned as his shooting came to a close over Natalie's face.

He gasped and breathed as the final shots leaked out and drizzled down his shaft, dripping on to Natalie's huge, bare breasts.

"Ohhhh....oh God..." the coach moaned.

Natalie stood up, infuriated.

"Get him out of here!" she yelled at Paula.

"Natalie..." Coach Blue said, his dick still in hand. "It was an accident! I mean it!"

"Steven..." Paula said.

Coach Blue turned to the other brunette to find her shaking her cum-drenched face at him. He turned back to look at Natalie, but she had long since disappeared to go clean up.

"I really didn't mean to..." he said, staring longingly after the brunette.

"I think you should go." Paula said.

Coach Blue sighed. He gathered his thoughts as he recovered from everything that had just taken place.

"Nah..." he said. "Laura isn't expecting me back for a little while I longer."

He stared down at Paula as she cleaned herself up.

"How about you clean my cock off while you're at it?" he said.

"Huh?" Paula asked.

She could not get any other words out as Coach Dick was excitingly shoving his limp cock into her face.

"Pfft..." Paula spat with her lips as the eager coach shoved his cock against them. "Steven..."

"C'mon baby, just clean it off." He said.

To his relief, Paula parted her lips and allowed the coach to put his cock in her mouth. He hurriedly took advantage of the opportunity before his window closed.

"Ahhhhh...." He moaned as he felt Paula's tongue sliding all around his sperm-soaked rod. "Yeah...suck my cock..."

Paula closed her lips around the coach's shaft and flicked his head with her tongue. Slowly but surely, he was beginning to harden in her mouth.

"Fuck yeah!" Coach Blue moaned as he felt Paula's tongue swirling around the head. He grabbed her by her hair and began thrusting his rapidly hardening cock into her mouth. "Yeah! Suck my hard cock, you busty slut!"

By now his dick was completely hard. Paula was doing her best to furiously suck on it. She could no longer taste the aftermath of his eruption; she had long since licked it all but clean. She felt his hands atop her head, and her eyes opened wide as he began pounding her face with his cock.

Paula could feel her throat muscles working extra hard as the coach shoved his extra hard cock into her mouth again and again. Each time he would thrust the brunette would slide her tongue over the bottom of his cock and try to lick the tip. Coach Blue thought that felt amazing.

"Yeahhhhhh!" he yelled. "Suck it, Paula! Suck it!"

He stopped thrusting and let the big boobed brunette work her magic. She felt her mouth sucking him deep like a vacuum; her tongue working overtime slipping and sliding all over his shaft and head.

"Oh man..." he said. "I've gotta have some real sex."

With that he pulled Paula up to her feet by her waist. Still holding on to her waist he guided her to the couch and pushed her down. He climbed on to the couch with her; his rock hard prick collided with her legs as he tried to guide it to her pussy while he got comfortable.

Paula turned over.

Now lying on her back, she felt the coach hurriedly pulling her legs apart; and his hard cock tickling the entrance to her womanhood. After a moment or so, she could feel herself being penetrated. She felt every detail of his cock rubbing up against her as he started to slide his thick meat against her walls.

"Oh...God..." he moaned as he penetrated her. "Oh fuck..."

Paula had her eyes closed shut as Coach Blue's dick began its assault on her slit. It was so big and hard, and she could feel it throbbing within her.

Coach Blue started to buck his hips and thrust his cock into her even deeper. He picked up the pace and soon Paula's massive flesh balloons were bouncing with his movements. His hard thrusting caused her huge tits to balloon out and jiggle violently as he fucked her as hard as he could.

Paula opened her eyes, but she only caught glimpses of the coach's pleasured face as her huge boobs bounced up into her line of sight repeatedly, threatening to knock her out if he fucked her too hard. She had not been fucked like this in a very long time; the savage and primal way that Coach Blue seemed oh so fond of.

"Uhh..." he moaned. "Ohhhh...Paula...you're so tight!"

Paula responded by bucking back into him as he fucked her, eliciting another response from Coach Blue.

"Yeah!!" he said. "Grind against my cock, babe!"

He fucked her harder; thrusting his hard rod into her as fast as he could. The force of his pushing was causing her big tits to bounce and jiggle beneath him, and that only fed the fire that was his erection. Paula could swear he was getting harder inside her.

"Fuck yeah, Paula!" he said. "Your massive tits are bouncing everywhere!"

He reached down and took hold of her jugs in his hands, groping and mauling the huge funbags hard. Her titmeat spilled between his fingers and overflowed in his hands...and he loved it.

"Oh fuck...yeah..." he moaned. "Your titflesh is filling out my hands, you busty slut! Your BIG BOOBS are so soft...jiggling in my hands FUCK YEAH!!"

Paula was twisting her head around as Coach Blue was fucking her and grabbing her tits. Her long, curly brown hair was swaying to and fro across her face as though she were head banging at a rock concert. She could feel Coach Blue reaching his breaking point.

"Yeeah! Yeeeahh! YEAH!" the coach said. "YOUR BIG HOOTERS ARE GONNA MAKE ME CUM!!"

He finally pulled his hands away from the brunette's mammoth jugs just in time to pull his cock out of her hot tunnel and stroke it...just before shooting all over her.

Paula simply lied there as the coach shot string after string of hot jizz on to her big breasts, and stomach.

"FUUUUUCKKKK YEEEEAAAHHHHH!" the coach bellowed as his cock throbbed and shot.

He heightened his aim, and his shots were redirected at Paula's face. Paula was still trying to catch her breath from the fucking she just took when she felt his shots splattering all over her face. She could only breathe and gasp as her face got blasted by his hose yet again.

"Uhhhhh...uh...uhhh! YEAH YOU BIG TITTY SLUT!! SHOOTING ALL OVER YOUR BIG TITS AND FACE!!!"

Paula finally caught her breath just as Coach Blue was moving up her legs and straddling her chest. He held his cock out over her face as the final spurts leaked out of the tip. He flung his cock down and the rogue drops of jizz landed square on her lips. He then moved back and guided his drooling dick over her big tits. He slapped them with his dick a few times before glazing her nipples with whatever was left on his spent piece of meat.

"Uhhh...fuckk....that was great." He said.

He climbed off Paula and took to standing beside her. Paula raised her head up off the couch, but before she could get up completely she felt something against her cheek.

Coach Blue was pressing his spent dick into her cheek, trying to penetrate her mouth once more. She initially refused, but he grabbed her by the head and forced his cock between her lips.

"Yeah baby..." he moaned as Paula finally gave in and began licking his cock with her tongue as she wrapped her lips around it. "Lick it clean...you really like the taste of my cum don't you, slut? This is the second time tonight you're licking my cock clean."

He started to thrust into her mouth slightly, pressing the tip of his cock into her cheek and watching her cheek swell from the outside.

"Uhh yeah...suck it baby." He moaned. "This is what you get for being such a busty babe...with tits like those you're just asking to have my cock in your mouth."

As Paula's sucking slowed to a stop and her tongue stopped brushing his dick, Coach Blue pulled out of her mouth and started zipping up. He looked down at Paula as she laid there, his cum on her face and big huge tits.

"That was great, baby." He said. "Thanks for the hot sex."

Not long after that Paula was watching the front door close as he stepped out for the evening.

* * * * * * * *

Brooke heard moaning coming from the direction of the living room. Quietly, she stood up and walked toward the door. She slowly peered out the doorway and saw that there was no one in the hall, so she decided to step outside and quietly make her way down.

"Oh fuck that feels good...uh, uhh uhh!"

She could hear various sounds coming from the end of the hall. Her mother moaning, and Coach Dick making wild exclamations.

"Yeah, just like that baby..."

She was stepping very carefully. Even though she was stepping on carpet, she wanted to be absolutely positive she couldn't be heard. As she approached the end of the hall, she could see the light from the living room pouring in from around the corner. She slowly stepped into the light and peered around the corner into the living room.

Her eyes immediately opened wide.

Both her mother and Coach Dick were in their birthday suits. Her new coach was seated on the couch, while her mother was on her knees between his legs. She had her massive breasts in her hands, keeping them held tightly around Coach Dick's hard shaft. The pleasured coach had his arms spread over the top of the couch on either side, and he had a complete look of bliss on his face.

"Uhh! Uhhh!" Barbara moaned.

Her huge melons were bulging around his entire shaft, while the tip of his cock was jutting out from her cleavage proudly. Her massive mammories ballooned out, trying their best to cover his entire dick, but to no avail.

She was frantically bouncing and jiggling her big globes in her hands, gripping them hard and sliding them up and down his shaft over and over.

Coach Dick seemed to love every minute of the busty titjob he was receiving as Barbara Biguns jacked him off with her huge cans.

"Yeahh..." he moaned. "Just like that...just like that...bounce those big titties, baby..."

He couldn't believe how good the big-titted MILF's jugs felt wrapped around his rod; he had not expected them to be as perky and bouncy as they were. As it was her huge boobs were gripping his cock with ease as Barbara continued to bounce them up and down, making it easier to titfuck him.

"You like my big tits?" Barbara asked as she jerked his cock in her cleavage. "You like this big titfuck?"

"Fuck yeah..." the coach moaned.

Brooke couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her mother was not only pleasuring her new coach, but she was using her boobs to do so! This was something she was sure rarely happened; it took Madeline herself to make something like this a reality.

She watched, unblinking, as her busty mom took her tits into her hands and repeatedly bounced them atop her coach's hard dick. She could sometimes make out her hard nipples whenever she would let her boobs go for a moment; but they would disappear from sight once more as she took her melons back into her hands and started titfucking the lucky coach again.

She stared at Coach Dick, not sure of what to make of him. He looked like the world's luckiest bastard; his head craned upwards and he had a big, dumb smile on his face as his dick was smothered with the abundant titflesh of her mother's massive breasts.

After a while he lowered his head and sat up a little straighter. With Barbara's big boobs still jiggling around his cock he reached down and pushed her hands away. He replaced her hands with his own on her big, beautiful bosoms and squeezed them as he started using them to jerk himself off. He started bouncing them much faster than Barbara had been. The busty blonde MILF pushed her arms away at her sides and arched her back, pressing her big tits into him as hard as she could and offering them up to him as though they were his own personal fuck bags.

Coach Dick smiled, but it soon faded and that look of bliss came back over his face as he basked in the feeling of Barbara's big boobs jerking him off. Her massive tits were big and soft, and her cleavage was so warm and inviting that he never wanted to leave.

Brooke could not pull her eyes away as she watched her mother's bare boobs bouncing and jiggling all over this man's cock.

"Damn, baby...your boobs are so fucking huge." She heard him say.

"You like them?" Barbara said in response to his statement.

Brooke heard him say something else but couldn't quite make it out. But a little while later she watched as her mother's boob-bouncing came to a gradual halt. She noted Coach Dick had a reluctant look of disappointment on his face as he pulled his hard, throbbing cock out from her mother's busty cleavage.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 20



Her mother then stood up and sat on the couch next to Coach Dick. She scooted back and got into a laying position, swinging her legs around the coach as he turned and got between them.

Brooke watched the handsome coach fiddling around with his penis for a moment, and before long he was bucking his hips to and fro; forcing his cock into her mother's pussy.

Her eyes were wide in awe as she watched everything her mother was doing and listened to everything that came out of her mouth. She was bucking along with Coach Dick's movement, and her huge boobs were jiggling and bouncing abundantly as he increased the pace. Her mother moaned, loudly, and her massive boobs threatened to hit her face if she so much as looked down. She had her eyes shut tight and looked as though she was in pain...but Brooke knew that it was pleasure she was feeling.

Coach Dick, too, looked like he was in pain. But for him it looked like a pain he had become accustomed to. He was grunting, huffing, and puffing as he repeatedly thrust his cock in and out of her mother.

The new coach couldn't believe how tight she was. For a woman with a child, Barbara far surpassed any woman he had ever been with that had had kids. Barbara was no doubt as tight as she had been when she was eighteen, and he felt like he was in high school banging his virgin girlfriend all over again.

"Yeah, Barbara...your pussy is so tight, baby!" he said. "Uh...uh yeah!"

Brooke could hear her mother moaning loudly. She then heard Coach Dick moaning just as loud. The two were moaning in unison as their climax began to take place.

Barbara's boobs' bouncing slowly came to a stop, and Brooke watched as her new coach pulled out of her mother and began to shoot all over her. She could see his cock exploding with every detail; she watched in awe as the cute coach stroked his hard member and fired shot after shot of hot, sticky jizz on her mother as though he were firing a cannon. She watched her mother taking hot strings of jizz to her face, neck, and massive tits.

Coach Dick was grunting and letting out loud breaths as he came all over her mom. She could tell he was finished as his spurting came to a slow halt; his jizz now oozing out of his tip on to her mother's stomach.

"Whoa..." Brooke said.

She quickly put her hands over her mouth in an attempt to shut herself up. Realizing she had spoken, she quickly turned around and walked back down the hallway.

Coach Dick thought he had heard something. He looked up and viewed the hallway, but saw that there was no one there. Then, he thought he saw the busty silhouette of the girl from the other day. He could see her posing, flaunting her gorgeous body and nut-busting curves at him. Could it have been Brooke?

Below him he could her Barbara saying something, but he paid her no attention. If only it were Brooke that was below him instead...

"Way to shoot, big boy." Barbara said.

Brooke...with her massive breasts, bigger than her mother's, bouncier...perkier...better...

Barbara gasped as the coach's cock began to erupt right in front of her eyes. For the second time she felt her face being blasted by his hot jizz.

Coach Dick moaned as he instinctively stroked his cock in his hand while he exploded. He didn't care where it all landed this time; but he noted that he was doing a fine job of giving Barbara a decent facial.

Barbara was finding it hard to breathe as her face continued to get shot. As his shooting finally drew to a close she wiped her hand across her face and flung it off her as though she was flinging off some sweat. Her face was covered in a thick layer of jizz, and she looked like she was wearing a mask.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh..." Coach Dick moaned.

"Oh!" Barbara said. "Wow! What brought that on?"

Coach Dick was breathing heavy, still recovering from his massive and unexpected ejaculation.

"I...I don't know..." he said. "I guess just thinking of those tits...those big, juicy tits..."

Barbara looked down at her boobs and gripped them in her hands. She smiled as she played with them.

"They are nice, aren't they?" she asked.

"Yes, yes they are." Coach Dick said as he stared down the hallway.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 21



Air was teasing his legs as Coach Dick made his way across the gym. The gym itself was very well-cooled, and after building up a sweat it made one feel as though he were on an icecap. He took the towel from around his neck and wiped his face with it; trying to rid himself of all the sweat he had managed to collect.

As he stepped out of the gym and into his office he was met with a slightly warmer scenario, but when he saw that the busty duo of Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust were in there waiting for him he was met with a significantly hotter one. The two had been in mid-conversation when he walked in, but had ceased as he had entered the room. The room itself seemed to be succumbing to the heat the two chesty blonde teens were projecting simply by being there; Coach Dick found himself sweating all over again as he took in the sight of the two teenage virgin bombshells.

"What's...er...what's going on?" he stammered.

He took his towel in hand and began drying himself as he walked around the two beauties to his desk. He could feel their eyes on him, but he was trying not to look at them directly until he could drink a bit more StaminaX. He failed, however; and noticed that the duo had their skinny arms crossed underneath their mammoth breasts, causing each of their big globes to monstrously balloon out.

He tried not to focus on them, or the amount of titflesh that spilled out over their tiny forearms, as he reached into his desk and pulled out a squeeze bottle. As he took a long swig form the bottle, his eyes now remained glued to their gargantuan jugs; he hadn't even noticed that the stacked girls were staring at him with serious looks on their faces.

"Coach Dick!" Brooke said, a small smile spreading across her face. "I know your secret."

The sweaty coach now looked at the busty blonde's face as he took another drink from his bottle.

"My secret?" he said as he finished his drink. "What are you talking about?"

Brittany took a step forward.

"We know all about that little rule of yours. Or should I say, Madeline's?" she said.

The coach's eyes went wide for a brief moment, but he quickly put on a cool face and put his drink down.

"I have...no clue what you are talking about." He said.

"Don't play dumb." Brooke said, stepping forward. "We know full well that you were given special permission to have sex with the entire Cantaloupe Committee...but not us."

Coach Dick pretended to cough in surprise and shock.

"Sex?" he said. "Sex...like, sex sex? You're talking about sex?"

"Oh please." Brooke said, rolling her eyes. "You want us. You want me and Brit so bad that it's threatening to tear your pants apart."

She gestured to his crotch.

"That...my crotch...that's none of you—"

"Relax." Brittany said. "We're prepared to make you a little deal."

Coach Dick stopped all thought for a moment. He hadn't thought of this. This was something he was unprepared for. Was the busty duo about to do all the work for him?

He leered at the two girls with squinting eyes.

"What kind of deal?" he asked.

"Well," Brooke said. "Since we know you can't have sex with us, obviously we won't be doing that."

"Okay..." the coach said, not sure where this was going.

"But..." Brittany said. "If you do something for us we might be willing to bend that rule a little bit."

Coach Dick nodded his head slightly, intrigued. He had hoped the motion would draw the attention away from his bulging crotch; it was telling him that it liked this deal very much.

"I thought you said that you wouldn't have sex with me?" he said.

"We won't have sex with you." Brooke said. "But...we are willing to show you our boobs, right here, right now."

The horny coach felt his cock throbbing at the concept. He forced his voice to maintain composed.

"Interesting..." he said, his boner still throbbing. "And what would I have to do in return?"

"In return..." Brittany said. "You have to make sure that whatever changes are made, Brooke and I get to stay on the team. FIRST team."

Coach Dick's mind lit up at this concept. He had never intended to pull the duo off the team; that would mean less time to watch them bouncing around in the gym. Essentially, what Brooke and Brittany were saying was that they would show him their boobs for free!

But...it wasn't just a look he was after.

"I don't know..." he said. "That really messes me up work wise. If I were to do that, then I would need to have more than just a look."

"Fine." Brooke said. "Brit and I will just go. We don't really want it that bad."

Coach Dick watched as his free look at their big, juicy boobs starting turning the doorknob to his office, ready to walk out of his life forever.

"Wait!" he said, causing the two girls to stop and turn back around. "You girls...you babes have some big, MASSIVE hooters..."

"Do you want to see them?" Brooke asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I...er...YES!" the coach said. "But...but I want to keep seeing them. Tomorrow. The next day. Always."

"Sorry." Brittany said as she and Brooke hooked their fingers under the bottom of their shirts. "One time only."

Coach Dick began to protest, but stopped. He wasn't sure of what he would say. He just stared at the two beautiful big-boobed blondes with their hands tucked under their shirts, ready to rid them as well as their bras and show him their massive tits...

"So what'll it be, Coach?" Brooke asked; she and Brittany staring directly at him as their hands rested beneath their tops. "Yes...or no?"

"I...er...er..." Coach Dick replied.

"C'mon, Coach..." Brittany said.

"FINE!" Coach Dick decided. "I'll take the deal."

"Good boy!" Brittany said, with a smile on her face.

"Now..." Brooke said, as she and Brittany stepped a little closer. "Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the one-time only show..."

Coach Dick was beside himself. He felt light-headed as though he was having an out-of-body experience. His eyes were glued to their mega-sized racks, and he was careful not to blink as he watched the busty blonde duo slowly ridding themselves of their tops.

He wasn't sure who to look at as both Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust pulled their gym shirts over their busts with some difficulty. As they revealed their bras to him the sight of their huge knockers pressing into the cups of their straining bras was awe-inspiring. His eyes grew wide, and he found himself staring at their bra-encased beauties as though he were at a strip club.

The "Breastford" wording on the front of their shirts could no longer be seen; both girls had managed to scrunch her shirt up over her chest where it rested. Coach Dick made note of the fact that neither one of them was wearing a sports bra; rather they were each wearing black ones like those he had seen women wear in fashion magazines.

Brooke was staring down at her bust and having some difficulty getting a proper view over her scrunched up shirt. Her small hands were pinching the material and adjusting it comfortably over the top of her massive chest. Coach Dick opted to think that the busty blonde was adjusting herself in order to give him the best possible view.

On her left Brittany was doing the same thing with the material of her bra. Coach Dick watched her as she adjusted the cups which housed her massive mammaries. Although he didn't understand the purpose of all these adjustments he was perfectly content to let the girls feel as comfortable as they pleaded; seeing their huge boobs covered by nothing but their bras was more than enough to keep him busy.

Neither girl was looking at him as they were much too focused on themselves. Coach Dick decided it was for the best; the less they knew about his raging boner, the better. As it was, he was having difficulty keeping himself restrained. All he wanted to do at this moment was jump on the two girls, rip their bras apart, and start groping their huge jugs and burying his face in them. Or at the very least free his cock and start jerking it.

That light-headed feeling began to grow, and his aching cock was pushing boundaries he never even knew he had. With every ounce of will power he had, he willed himself to stay composed.

"So what do you think, Coach?" Brooke asked as she cupped her tits through her bra. 

Next to her, Brittany was doing the same thing.

"Yeah..." She said. "Are you turned on?"

Coach Dick cleared his throat as he thought of how to respond.

"Er...erm..." he began. "Err...yes. A little." 

Brittany and Brooke gave each other ominous smiles. He was obviously lying.

"Well good." Brooke said, turning her attention back to the distraught coach. "Because the show's not over yet. We wouldn't want you BLOWING your load too soon, now would we?"

Coach Dick grunted. He was finding the situation extremely erotic.

"Are you ready?" Brittany asked as she reached behind herself. "Are you ready to see the greatest show in the world?"

Her words echoed in his ears. He wasn't even sure if he had responded as he watched both girls fiddling with their hands behind their backs while they reached to unhook their bras. It wouldn't have mattered even if he had said no; these girls were determined to make him spew his load. Realizing this, he quickly reached for the bottle of StaminaX. Careful not to take his eyes off the action, he swallowed gulp after gulp of Paula's blue concoction.

Brittany and Brooke arched their backs just a little bit further as their bra straps came flinging around their sides. Both girls immediately reached up to the cups of their bras and held them there; making sure the eager coach didn't catch a premature glimpse of their melony goods. Brittany's hand slid along the straps and followed them all the way to her shoulders.

Coach Dick pulled his eyes away from Brittany's mesmerizing motions to look at Brooke. She, too, had her hands poised on the straps of her bra. 

It was an erotic sight watching the two chesty teens sliding their bras off their shoulders and wriggling their way out of them. Coach Dick was all too aware that they still had not let him sneak a peek. As the girls held their black bras over their bare boobs by nothing but their cups, Coach Dick decided that he had to have another swig of StaminaX. He reached for the bottle and as he gulped the last of the blue liquid down he prayed that it would be enough.

"Like what you see so far?" Brittany asked of him, her hands resting comfortably on her bra cups.

"I ain't seen nothing yet." The coach replied, as cool and calm as he could.

The two girls threw each other another glance.

"Are you ready?" Brooke asked.

Coach Dick threw his drink bottle aside so that it flew across the room, empty.

"Yeah." He said. "Let's do this!"

With one more ominous smile thrown at each other the two busty girls pulled their bras away and let them fall to the floor. 

Coach Dick's eyes grew wide in awe as their big, bare boobs filled his vision. The four huge globes of flesh jiglled slightly in his sights as the girls' motions ceased and they let him eye-hump their big hooters.

Never in his life had he seen more perfect pairs of tits; not in magazines, not in porn, not on the internet...never. Brittany and Brooke were in a league all of their own. Their huge funbags defied gravity with a perk that was uncommonly found; teasing him with their youthful vigor and bounce. They were every bit as round and smooth and unblemished as he had imagined; every bit as perfect as he had dreamed. Paula's tits paled in comparison to these; no...not just Paula, but most every woman in Breastford. There was only one who could possibly compete...but she had not yet entered his mind. 

Brittany and Brooke threw each other a quick smile as they gauged the reaction on their coach's face. It was priceless! He had gone from a dim-witted stare to full on gawking, and he had dribble coming out of the corners of his mouth.

The girls cupped their boobs in their hands and put them on display for their coach. Their petite hands were immediately overwhelmed by vast amounts of titlesh; boobmeat spilled over their fingers as they slowly jiggled them for Coach Dick.

"Are you impressed?" Brooke asked.

Coach Dick was still gawking. He didn't even answer her as he continued to stare at the two sets of enormous jugs in front of him. He hadn't even realized that his jaw had dropped and his mouth was now agape. He saw Brittany's lovely fingertips sliding over the slope of her breasts; teasing him as they scaled her mountainous globe lightly. Next to her, he saw Brooke doing the same thing. Her fingertips could be seen pressing into the soft, abundant flesh of her massive jugs as they loomed over her swelling bosoms.

"Oh my God..." Coach Dick moaned. "Those are...those..."

"You like?" Brittany asked.

"Perfect!" the coach exclaimed. It was taking everything he had to play it cool. "Those look...I've...I've never seen...they're so huge!"

Brooke looked down at her beautiful boobies as she squeezed and kneaded them to the delight of her coach.

"Mine have recently gotten bigger..." she said.

Brittany threw her friend a nasty look, as though she'd just been blindsided. Jiggling her jugs with a little more enthusiasm, she spoke up.

"So have mine." She proclaimed.

Now it was Brooke's turn to throw Brittany a stern look.

Hearing the two topless girls commenting on their huge breasts was not helping Coach Dick calm himself in the slightest. But he realized that he now felt a little tension between the two girls, and this set his mind racing. The possibility of an impending quarrel between two busty, topless teen right there in his office was enough to take his mind off his erection...but it still did nothing to calm it. If anything, the prospect of a busty-babe catfight was like fuel to his hard-on's fire. He cleared his throat again.

"Impressive..." he said, almost trailing off as he tried to sound as composed as he could. "Those boobs are all impressive...what size are they?"

At this question the two girls eagerly turned their attention to him at the same time. When they spoke, it was simultaneous as well.

"Triple D." they said.

As soon as they said it, they turned to look at each other. 

"DDD?" Brooke asked Brittany, in a mock tone. "Are you kidding?"

"As if!" Brittany responded. "What about you?"

Brooke now took to arching her back proudly.

"I've been a size 34DDD for a while already." She said.

"So have I!" Brittany rebutted, arching her back just like Brooke. "My boobs have been a size 34DDD for weeks!"

"Girls, girls. Don't fight." Coach Dick said, trying to take advantage of the situation. "You both have huge, beautiful racks."

The busty duo now turned their attention back to Coach Dick. They had almost forgotten he was there.

"You know...I could settle this little squabble." He said.

The two girls looked at each other.

"You can?" Brooke asked.

"Yes, I can." The horny coach said. "Those huge boobs are so big and round...and JUICY! I might have to give each pair a thorough examination."

Brittany and Brooke were staring at him as he pined over their big, braless breasts. 

"Yeah I might have to squeeze both pairs of jugs, and pinch those nipples...and lick them!"

Coach Dick was drooling as the two busty beauties stood before him topless.

"Yeah...yeah...YEAH YOU BUSTY BABES! COME SHOVE THOSE HUGE MASSIVE BOOBS IN MY FACE!!"

The girls stayed put; their bare boobs still dangling free in front of their coach.

"Umm...yeah...no." Brittany said, as she pulled her shirt down over her tits.

Next to her, Brooke was doing the same thing.

Coach Dick's member was still throbbing and aching as his heart raced from the sudden shock of losing everything he had just had. The busty girls covering their massive tits up was probably the worst thing that had ever happened to him.

"What—"he said. "Wait...what's...what are you girls doing??"

"You know what we're doing." Brooke said as she knelt down to pick her black bra up from the floor. 

"No, no no!" Coach Dick exclaimed. "Wait, it doesn't have to stop! It's okay, I'm sorry. Bring those tits out again!"

"Not on your life." Brittany said as she, too, knelt down to pick up her bra.

"You...you can't just leave me like this!" Coach Dick said. "You busty girls have such massive, juicy melons!"

"Yeah," Brooke said. "And if you ever want to see them again in all their naked glory you'll keep your end of our deal."

"Yeah..." Brittany added. "And if you're a good boy maybe we'll even let you jerk off to them."

She threw him a wink, coaxing a small giggle from Brooke as the two of them turned toward the door.

Coach Dick's mind was racing as he thought of what he could say. This whole encounter had been a struggle to keep his cool, and he'd been losing. Thinking quickly, he decided to try to end this on a good note.

"Okay." He said. His mind was telling him this was the right thing to do, but his body was telling him otherwise. All he wanted to do was stop the two chesty teases from leaving and have his way with their massive breasts, but he fought that urge with all his might. "I'll keep my end of the deal, just like I promised."

Brooke and Brittany turned to look at him just as they had reached the door. This was much unexpected of their new coach, or anyone for that matter.

"Thank you, ladies, for showing me your lovely tits."

Brittany looked confusedly toward Brooke, who was busy trying to figure out what the coach was up to.

"Erm...er..." Brittany said.

"You're welcome." Brooke said, quickly.

She hurriedly opened the door and coaxed Brittany into exiting. She quickly followed, and Coach Dick watched the two busty teen beauties leave; bras in hand.

* * * * * * * *

"You've been spending a lot of time at home lately."

Coach Blue could vaguely hear his wife speaking as he stared out the window. It had been a slow day. There had been nary a sign of Brooke, Brittany, or even Gretchen. He had contemplated going for a jog, but that was just a ruse to strike up a conversation or two with some busty babes. Since there had been no one out and about he had taken to standing by the window for the last fifteen minutes.

"Huh?" he said, finally giving up and turning to his wife.

"I said you've been home a lot lately. It's been nice." Laura said.

"Oh." Coach Blue said. "Yeah. I've been thinking."

"Oh?" Laura said, standing closer to him. "About what?"

"Things aren't exactly going my way." He said.

"Well..." Laura said. "They gave you an assistant, and now you have less work and more time to spend at home. That's sounds like everything is going your way to me."

Coach Blue gave a mock laugh. Once again she had assumed that what was best for her was also what was best for him; she just didn't understand. With Coach Dick around he had had to be more wary at practices. That meant less time staring, less time "accidentally" grinding into a girl when he showed her a jump shot, and definitely less time trying to cop a feel of all those big, bouncing-basketball breasts of theirs. To make matters worse the Cantaloupe Committee had given Coach Dick just as much power over the team as he had, if not more. With him around, what did the women of Breastford need him for?

"I know what will cheer you up." Laura said. "I talked to Samantha today. She said that she'd be happy to come over and help me...cheer you up."

Coach Blue shivered at the thought. The last thing he wanted right now was sex with two fat cows. As a matter of fact, that wasn't even something he wanted. He would have rather killed himself. Lost in his thoughts, he realized that Laura had had her hand on his crotch for about a minute already. Feeling violated, he jumped back and turned toward the door.

"I have to go!" he said. "Running."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 21



He quickly opened the door and left before his wife had a chance to protest. He took off running toward the driveway, and then took a left on the sidewalk. As he ran, he contemplated divorcing his wife...or just getting rid of her somehow. But his reason caught up with him. He'd been married for so long he didn't know how to survive without her; he'd become dependent. He began hating himself for getting married in the first place, but then thought that it wasn't his fault. Laura had had serious potential. He had no way of knowing she would turn into the fat, resentful woman she was now. She had nothing but contempt for any woman that looked better than her...and that went doubly for the women of Breastford.

As he jogged forward, a lovely sight caught his eye -- the loveliest of sights. Nina Knockers and her nut-busting knockers were dead ahead. Increasing his pace to a sprint, Coach Blue hurried over to the busty brunette bombshell and caught her by surprise.

"Nina." He said. 

Startled, Nina turned around. The motion caused her massive udders to jiggle and shake beneath her white shirt. Coach Blue was mesmerized by the motion of her gigantic tits. Nina snapped her fingers in front of his face.

"Coach..." she said. "I'm up here."

"I know." Coach Blue said as he continued to stare down at her huge pair of mega-mamms. "Just give me a few more seconds."

Offended, Nina turned around and continued walking.

"Nina!" Coach Blue called, quickly running after her. "Nina, I'm sorry. Look...I'm sorry, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah." Nina said, not paying him any heed.

"What's been going on?" he asked of her.

"Not much." Nina said, matter-of-factly.

"Well...what did Evelyn Evers want with you?" 

Nina gave the coach a quick glance.

"She wanted..." she began. "Nothing."

Coach Blue looked at her, longingly. He wasn't sure if he should ask this next question, but it was something that had been on his mind since Coach Dick got to Breastford.

"Oh. Okay." He said. "Nina, there's something I've been wanting to ask you."

Nina did not stop walking, but she nodded as he looked ahead to let the coach know that she was listening.

"It's about Coach Dick." The coach said. "When you and him...well, er...when you showed him into Breastford did you, er..."

"What?" Nina asked, growing impatient with the coach's stuttering.

"What I mean to say..." Coach Blue said. "is did you ever...you know...do something? With him?"

"Do something?" Nina asked. "Like wha—ohhh...." 

Coach Blue was deadly silent as he listened to Nina finally get the gist of what he was saying. He prepared himself for the answer.

"If you're asking what I think you're asking..." Nina said. "then the answer is no."

Coach Blue sighed a big sigh of relief. But there was still one thing bothering him...that snake Coach Dick could still have tried to get fresh. And if he had...if he had touched Nina's boobs even for an instant...

"So...er...did he try anything?" he asked the busty brunette.

Nina looked at her coach through her peripheral vision and shot him the smallest of smiles.

"No." Nina said. "He didn't. I rode in the backseat."

Once again, Nina heard her coach let out a big sigh. But soon after that he was quickly getting his bearings.

"Okay." He said. "I just wanted to make sure you guys...were...you know, that you were okay. I mean, he's my new assistant and you're my star player so..."

Nina smiled as the coach tried to cover his tracks.

"...and plus you missed practice and I just thought that maybe it was because of...er...something that you didn't want to deal with, or something-"

"Coach Blue!" Nina said, putting an abrupt stop on his befuddled speech.

"Hm?" Coach Blue asked, trying extra hard to sound casual.

"We're at my house." Nina said, pointing down her own sidewalk.

"Oh. Right." Coach Blue said. "Of course."

"I'll see you later?" Nina said as she walked on.

"Sure." Coach Blue said as he watched Nina's luscious rear shaking right before his eyes. "I'll see you around."

He stared after her as she walked away from him. The amount of side-boob jutting from her body was utterly astonishing. He then began his walk back home; Nina's massive, jiggling melons on his mind every step of the way.

* * * * * * * *

The day had gone on uneventfully for Coach Dick. Once the busty duo had freed him from their mesmerizing grasp he had gone straight home to soak in the hot tub. As he had sat there, the warm jets massaging his body, he had contemplated everything that had taken place. He had realized that he had just gotten a lot for very little, practically nothing, and the duo knew nothing about it. It was then that it had hit him that there was something else they didn't know about...Brooke's late night endeavor into her mother's living room while she and himself were having a good time. His reason had caught up with him, and he had realized that it could have been his mind simply playing tricks on him. When it came to the busty duo of Brittany Bust and Brooke Biguns, that didn't seem so farfetched. Sitting in that hot tub he had realized that the only way to know for sure was to keep his eyes open later that evening when he was having a similar encounter with Beth Bust.

That's what had taken him to the Bust household. He sat there, in the living area of the Bust home, waiting on Beth to come back with the wine. As he waited, he wondered how much fun it would be exercising his right to have sex with Brittany Bust's heavily stacked mom. 

He took in the sight of her as she came back, holding a bottle of wine and two glasses. She was wearing a dark green skirt; very short, and like Barbara she was wearing a sweater. Unlike Barbara Biguns, however, her sweater was yellow and made of a slightly thicker material; and she wore no bra underneath. Coach Dick found it rather difficult to take his mind off the fact that the only thing separating him from her big melons was one measly, easily ripped sweater.

"I'm sorry to have to come down on your daughter so hard the other day." Coach Dick said, trying to start some small talk.

"Ah yes. Well, what's done is done. I suppose you do have her best intentions at heart." Beth replied as she began pouring the wine. When she was done she handed him a glass, then smoothed out the bottom of her skirt as she sat down.

"I do." Coach Dick said. "Where is she, anyway?"

Beth took a sip from her glass.

"I believe she is taking your advice and getting in some late night practice. I've instructed her to spend the night at a friend's house, so we won't be bothered."

Coach Dick gave a small chuckle. If he had been right about Brooke spying on him and Barbara, then Brittany would probably be thinking of doing the same thing with him and Beth. And if that was the case, she was probably in this house at this exact moment. 

Beth seemed a little uneasy. Paula had said that some members of the committee wouldn't be as inviting as others, and he guessed that Beth was one of those few. Wanting to get the show underway, he put down his wine glass and threw his arm over the busty blonde's shoulder. 

Beth glanced at his hand as it rested on her shoulder, and then turned to look at him.

"It's been a while for me." She said, uneasily.

"That's okay." Coach Dick said; a small smile on his face. "We'll take things slow. Why don't we start with a blowjob?"

"Umm..."Beth said. "Erm...okay then."

"Cool." The coach replied. "But first let me get nice and hard."

As he said that Beth could feel his hand leaving her shoulder. His forearm slid along her back and stopped around its upper portion. She felt his hand reaching around to her chest, and before long his fingertips were crawling on her massive boob.

Coach Dick could feel Beth's big jug under his fingertips. He grabbed the huge orb from dead center and sunk his fingers into the vast amount of titflesh underneath.

Beth gasped as the she felt the coach dig his fingers into her giant melon. She started to melt as the coach kneaded and squeezed the big boob with love and care...it was as though his fingers were sucking on it the way his mouth would. She glanced down and saw that the bulge in his crotch had doubled in size.

"Yeah..." Coach Dick said. "That's one big, juicy boob..."

He reached down to her waist and pulled her in closer. As soon as she was his hand took its previous position on her enormous mountain of boob meat and took to squeezing it once again.

"Yeah baby..." Coach Dick said. "Now take that pretty little hand of yours and put it right there on my crotch. Start jerking me off."

Beth heard what he said, but was reluctant to do it. After a while she decided that she might as well, and she reached down to his crotch and put her hand on his bulge just as he had said. Soon, the rapidly hardening coach could feel the busty blonde's hand jerking his cock over and over through his pants.

"Yeah baby." He moaned. "Jerk my cock while your big titties jiggle in my hands..."

He then reached up with his other hand and grabbed her other breast. He started squeezing both of her big jugs through her sweater as Beth continued to tug on his hard cock.

"Uh!" Beth moaned.

"Yeah, babe...you like when I play with your big tits?"

"Y-yes..." Beth moaned as his cock gave a particularly hard throb in her hand.

Coach Dick leaned down and pulled her sweater down over her breast so the big boob came popping out. He quickly guided his head to it and began sucking on her exposed nipple.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Beth moaned.

The eager coach then tugged her yellow sweater down over her other breast as well. It came tumbling free as he was sucking on the other melon, and he quickly grabbed it and started squeezing it as her other big boob filled his mouth with her tit meat.

"Fuck yeah..." he moaned, his mouth filled with Beth's big tits.

Beth had increased the pace of her stroking; unknowingly. She was really stroking his cock hard and fast now, and Coach Dick was beginning to feel sore as it scraped along the inside of his pants.

"Unzip me, you busty MILF." He said.

Beth stopped stroking him, and the coach finally had time to catch his breath. He felt her hand move from his bulge higher up to his waist, where it began unbuttoning his pants. Once they were unbuttoned, she unzipped him and reached inside. As she pulled his hard cock out of his pants, Coach Dick was busy playing with her huge boobs. He put his hand in her cleavage and felt each of her big milkers rubbing against it as he reached for her far jug and squeezed it. He then pulled the big melon towards him quickly, it collided with her other breast and that one hit him in the face.

Beth felt as though her boobs were being used like bumpers or pinballs as Coach Dick made them collide with each other and his face. He captured her nipple and clamped down on it just as she wrapped her hand around his erect cock.

"Nice big boobs...yeah baby..." he said as Beth started stroking his bare cock. "Your giant udders swinging around in my face..."

"Uh!" Beth moaned as she jerked him off.

Coach Dick pulled his face away from her swinging tits and let them jiggle to a settle atop her heaving chest. He leaned back for a moment and basked in the feeling of Beth Bust jerking his cock for him. Her hand was so soft, and he felt so warm in her grip.

He then put his hand on the back of her head, trying to force her down into his lap.

"Start using that mouth of yours, you big-titted babe." He said. "Give me a busty blowjob."

Beth allowed herself to dive into his lap, just as he wanted. Soon she found his cock face-to-face with her...face. She slipped her tongue out and lightly licked the tip of his cock as though testing the waters.

Coach Blue put his hand on her blonde head and forced her face down farther. Beth had no choice but to take him into her mouth. Coach Dick moaned as he felt her tongue sliding along the side of his dick. He pulled her back up off him and then back down again, using her face to jerk himself off. After a while he let go of her head completely as Beth was showing more enthusiasm. The busty blonde MILF was bobbing her head up and down on his cock like she wanted it.

"Yeah!" the coach moaned as he leaned back and enjoyed the blowjob from Brittany's mother. 

With all his might he resisted the urge to look behind him and see if Brittany was watching. As Brittany entered his mind, his cock engorged even larger; taking Beth by surprise. She gagged as the sudden hardening of his cock had tickled the back of her throat and caught her off guard. Coach Dick could feel saliva dripping down his cock around its entire girth. He put his hands back on Beth's head and forced her to stay down.

Beth was desperately trying to pull his cock out of her mouth, just so she could catch her breath for a moment. But that bastard of a coach had his hand on her, forcing her to take him even deeper. Her eyes went wide as she realized that his nuts were pressed up against her lips, and his cock was literally pressing into the back of her throat.

"Aw fuck yeah baby!!" Coach Dick moaned as she deepthroated him. "Lick it...lick it!"

Eyes wide open, Beth snaked her tongue out; and soon Coach Dick could feel her tongue working its magic on him as it slid up and down his entire length. 

"Yeeeeeeahhhhhhhhh!" he moaned.

After two or three minutes of this, he released Beth's head and the busty blonde came up gasping for air. 

Long strings of saliva dripped from her mouth as she pulled away from his pleased member, some were even still attached to it. She gasped and breathed as she struggled to get her bearings.

She found it difficult; however, as Coach Dick decided to once again take her titties into his own hands. Her nipples pressed into his palms as he squeezed and kneaded the giant globes of flesh some more. She breathed hard, and the motion caused her giant funbags to sway up and down with her breathing. Coach Dick loved how they looked, slightly bouncing in his hands as he fondled them. He played with them for the full length of time it took for Beth to catch her breath.

He then reached to the bottom of her sweater and yanked it up over her breasts. Beth put her arms in the air and then took the top into her own hands as she rid herself of it completely. 

Coach Dick reached for her skirt and tried to get it undone, but Beth took control of the situation and did it herself. With her skirt off, Coach Dick stuck his hand into her panties and started rubbing the entrance to her womanhood.

Beth immediately moaned as Coach Dick played with her cunt. She soon felt his fingers darting into her and rubbing against her walls. She looked down and saw the outline of his hand in her panties. The whole experience made her melt and she collapsed on the couch. 

Coach Dick took his hand out of her underwear and began pulling her panties down over her legs. Beth raised her legs to allow him to get them off, and then sat up as he put his hand upon her waist. He guided her on top of him, and Beth swung her legs around to properly straddle him. Knowing full well what he wanted, she slowly started to lower herself over his cock as he gripped it and aimed it for her hole. 

Soon she could feel his head tickling her entrance; she gasped, and before long she could feel it going deeper and deeper. She was done squatting over him as her knees collided with the cushions of her couch on either side of him. 

Coach Dick leaned back and moaned as he felt his cock surrounded by the warmth and tightness of Beth's lovely tunnel. Like Barbara, she was much tighter than she should have been. He felt her walls closing in on his hard, throbbing manhood as he threw his head back in pleasure. 

Beth's moans were sounding more like quick little gasps; Coach Dick hadn't heard a woman sound like that in bed in a long time. She had the sexual voice of a woman that didn't get laid very often, and appreciated every moment when she did. He gripped her by her waist and began guiding her movements; letting her know exactly where he wanted her to move and how. 

After a while, Beth took to creating her own movements. She began bucking into him; grinding him as though she was dancing on his lap. Coach Dick felt his hands on her waist lose their control, and he realized that she was now guiding him.

Before long Beth was bouncing on top of him; her tight walls gripping his cock and jerking him off with each bounce. Coach Dick looked up to see her big jugs swinging in front of his face invitingly. He reached up and began playing with the huge, bouncing orbs of titmeat as the busty blonde continued to fuck him.

Beth's face couldn't be seen over her giant swinging tits, but she had her face and hair thrown back as she thrust her pelvis forward repeatedly.

"Yeah, baby...those huge boobs feel so good in my hands!" Coach Dick moaned.

The sound of flesh slapping flesh could be heard filling the room as Coach Dick bounced her massive jugs on top of her chest for her, forcing her to bounce the way he wanted her to. Beth had no choice but to fuck him harder and faster, increasing the pace of their love race.

"Fuck yes!" Coach Dick moaned. "Shove those big juicy tits in my face!"

Beth did as he wanted, and leaned forward so that her massive flesh balloons were literally colliding with his face. Coach Dick's cock was throbbing inside her as he felt her huge chesticles press against his face; her hard nipples poking him all over. He buried his head in her cleavage so that he had a big boob on either side of his face. He shook his head from side to side and motorboated them, then he lied back and let the huge boobs bounce around his face on their own. Her right jug was bouncing wildly on the left side of his face, while her left jug was bouncing wildly on his right.

Her huge tits were fueling his boner as they bounced and jiggled all over his head. He turned to his right to one of her bouncing jugs and captured a nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it for as long as he could before the vigorous bouncing caused it to pop out of his mouth. He then turned to her other bouncing tit and gave its nipple the same treatment. He alternated between sucking on both of her huge, bouncing globes as the busty blonde MILF bounced on top of his cock.

After he'd had his fill of Beth's big tits bouncing around in his face he stood up and pulled her off of him. He then turned her around and placed her on the couch so that she was on all fours.

Surprised, Beth initially let her stomach hit the cushions. But as Coach Dick climbed on the couch with her and started feeling up her ass she finally got the idea and took to getting on her knees.

Coach Dick took his cock in hand and guided it to her entrance from behind. When he found it, he shoved it into her hard.

Beth thought her eyes were going to pop out of her head as she craned her neck upward in surprise. She felt the handsome coach entering her once again, and all the familiar sensations of bouncing on top of him came flooding back.

Coach Dick was ramming into her relentlessly. He stared down at her big buns on either side of his cock and gave one of them a hard slap with his hand. He watched them crash around both sides of his rod as he pressed into her from behind.

He looked up for a moment and saw Brittany in the hallway around the corner. He had been right about her spying on them. 

With Brittany now in his mind he reached down below Beth to her giant, swinging tits and felt them up as he rammed into her. The big jugs were filling his hands completely as he squeezed them, so soft and supple. Brittany's bare boobs were on his mind as he felt her mother's tits...

He pulled Beth up off her knees by her tits. She caught her balance and he put his head on her shoulder as he fucked her. As he squeezed her ginormous jugs in his hands he imagined it was Brittany's tits he was squeezing.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 21



"Yeah babe...you're big heaving tits are gonna make me bust a nut soon..." he said into her ear.

Beth was bucking her ass into him as he felt up her chest. Her eyes were closed as her head faced the ceiling, but Coach Dick's would open from time to time to make sure Brittany was watching...and to get some motivation from her.

"Aww fuck!" he said as he stared over at Brittany and squeezed her mother's tits. "I gotta fuck these big titties!"

He slowed his bucking to a stop, and Beth's big buns stopped crashing around his prick. He pulled out and stood up on the couch.

"Turn around!" he told Beth. "Hold your tits up!"

Beth did as she was told and stuck her arms under her tits so that they ballooned out on her chest. Coach Dick licked his lips as he squatted down slightly and pressed the head of his cock into her cleavage. 

"Yeahhhhhhhhh..." he moaned as he felt Beth's huge tits smothering the tip of his cock. "Move your arms!" 

Beth moved her arms and released her tits, allowing the horny coach to shove the entire shaft between her gargantuan mammaries. He reached down and took her huge tits into his hand and pressed them together tightly around his shaft.

"Fuck yes!" he said as he started bucking his hips and fucking her tits. "Your tits feel so good around my hard cock!"

Beth looked down and saw the head of his cock coming up through her cleavage repeatedly. She pushed her boobs together using her arms and tried to squeeze them around his cock even tighter.

"Yeah you busty slut!" Coach Dick said. "Let me slide my cock between your hooters and fuck your big TITS!!"

Even as his cock slid between the massive knockers of Beth Bust, he imagined it was her daughter Brittany that was receiving his dick. He looked over at where Brittany stood, hidden away from plain sight, and wished that it was her huge boobs giving his dick the ride of his life. 

"Oh fuck!" he shouted. "I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum all over your HUGE TITS!!"

He quickly pulled out from Beth's cleavage and started stroking his cock. 

"Get up!" he said, gesturing for Beth to raise herself higher. "Get up, hurry! Hold your tits out!"

Beth, once again, did as the coach wanted and took to holding her boobs up with her crossed arms once more. It wasn't long after that that Coach Dick was shooting all over her massive rack.

"Uhhh! Uhhh fuck!" Coach Dick moaned as he began to explode. He pointed his cock directly at Beth's rack on display and started shooting. "Shooting...FUCK YEAH!"

"Uh!" Beth moaned as her rack was blasted with his cum.

"YEAHHHH YOU BIG-TITTY SLUT!!" Coach Dick shouted. "SHOOTING ALL OVER YOUR MASSIVE TITS!!!"

Beth knelt there and let the horny coach empty his load all over her huge melons. Her jugs took shot after shot of hot sticky jizz, and it drizzled down into her cleavage and down her stomach.

"UH! AHH! UHHH! FUCK YES!" the coach moaned.

A few rogue shots hit her on the neck above her chest, but it was nothing she was worried about. Thankfully, nothing had gotten on her face.

"Uhh...uhhhh fuck..." Coach Dick moaned as his shooting began to die down. He stepped forward and pushed his cock out over Beth's rack and let the last of his seed drip from his cock on to her massive breasts. He beat them with his cock to make sure that every last drop was emptied out on to her busty milk jugs.

He then brought his cock up to her mouth and brushed it against her lips. She opened her mouth and he put his cock inside. He arched his back, pushing his dick into her mouth deeper.

"Uuuhh yeah that's it, baby...clean me off."

As Beth knelt there licking the rest of his cum from his spent cock he looked over towards the hallway, and Brittany. When he didn't look away Brittany realized that he knew she was there.

"Oh no!" she said, quietly.

She quickly turned and disappeared into the dark hallway.

Back in the living room Coach Dick had a smile on his face. It wasn't so much that he had just blown his load all over Beth's huge breasts, but the fact that he had seen Brittany for sure...and she knew it.

He pulled his cock from Beth's mouth, dripping with saliva. He hopped down into a seated position and began to dress.

"Well..." Beth said, staring at her cum-drenched knockers. "That went well."

"Hm." Coach Dick said as he pulled his pants up. "Yeah, thanks for everything."

"You're welcome." Beth said, not sure of what else to say. 

Coach Dick knew the situation was awkward, but he didn't care. He was more focused on keeping the big smile off his face. 

"Well, I'm gonna go." He said as he headed toward the door.

"Okay..." Beth replied, still kneeling on the couch.

"Tell your daughter I said hi." Coach Dick said as he opened the door.

Beth nodded, and a moment later he was gone.

* * * * * * * *

Morning came as stealthily as it had gone, but for Natalie Knockers it was still dark out. She walked through the hallways of the school completely aware of the time. It was strange being there at that particular hour; even though she could not see outside she could picture what the day was like perfectly. It was still dark out, but the morning light was slowly creeping up on the darkness.

She stepped thorough a familiar door and walked into a familiar office. Inside, Evelyn Evers was waiting for her.

"Thank you for meeting me." Evelyn said.

"Of course." Natalie responded. "It's not like I would rather be asleep."

Evelyn crinkled her eyebrows.

"I'm quite aware of the time." She said. "And I know this is difficult for you but I am only carrying out the orders of our leader, Madeline. It's regarding your daughter."

"My daughter is of no consequence to you." Natalie said.

"Oh Natalie." Evelyn replied, a shady smile on her face. "Nina is of great importance to everyone. Or...at least she might be."

"Whether she is or not..." Natalie said, a strong air in her voice. "She is still MY daughter."

"Precisely." Evelyn said. "That is exactly why we need you."

Natalie blinked at the woman across from her in surprise. 

"Need me for what?" she asked.

"You are the only one close enough to Nina to get her to do what is necessary."

"And what might that be?" Natalie asked, suddenly intrigued.

"Why, ridding ourselves of Coach Blue, of course." Evelyn said.

Natalie now felt her voice beginning to rise.

"What??" she said. "You want Nina to get rid of him? Why don't you just fire him?"

"Fire him, gracious no." Evelyn said. "Madeline wants to offer him a closer position. Do you think he'd really leave if we fired him?"

"I don't understand." Natalie said. "What is it exactly that you need Nina for?"

"Nina is the captain of the basketball team." Evelyn said. "If she decides that Coach Blue is a bad coach then the rest of the team will live by those words. Coach Blue will have no choice but to accept his new position."

"This is all because we chose him..." Natalie said. 

"Come now, Natalie." Evelyn said. "You chose him and he failed. He was hired entirely on yours and Paula's recommendations. Should he fail, or quit, then you and Paula may find yourselves off the committee entirely."

Natalie gasped.

"That's what this is!" she said, pointing at Evelyn as though she was accusing her. "This isn't about Coach Blue! This is about us! Madeline sees this whole thing as some type of...of..."

"Of what?" Evelyn asked, her ears perked at the ready as she hung on to Natalie's next word.

"N-nothing." Natalie said.

"Good." Evelyn said. "Then I can trust you'll have a word with your daughter?"

Natalie hung her head and nodded.

"Excellent." Evelyn said. "You may find yourselves active members of the Cantaloupe Committee yet."

Natalie said nothing as she sat there, defeated, too afraid to even open her mouth. This wasn't the type of thing she ever saw happening to herself; then again, she and Paula had done a lot in recent years that she could never have seen the two of them doing. She could hardly blame this solely on the committee's decision; she knew that a large part of the blame fell unto her own faults. This was all her doing.

"Very well." Evelyn said, as Natalie had apparently chosen not to speak. "I shall see you around."

Without uttering so much as a single sound, Natalie got up and walked away.

* * * * * * * *

Brooke and Brittany were chatting with each other nonchalantly as they walked down the hall towards their new coach's office. Brooke had noticed that the horny coach had had a shit-eating smile on his face all throughout practice; no doubt due to all the busty girls and their basketballs bouncing around in the gym. Something had enticed him to try his hand at getting his hands on their breasts, but the duo had no intention of even letting him see them today.

As they stepped into his office they found him already waiting for them as he leaned back against the front of his desk. Brittany got déjà vu and recalled the times when they had stepped into Coach Steven Blue's office and found him waiting in the exact same manner.

"What's up?" Brooke said, putting her hands on her hips as Brittany crossed her arms.

Coach Dick looked at the two of them admiringly. Their gorgeous bodies were truly a sight to behold. Even in their gym clothes the busty duo was every bit as seductive as they were topless; the word "Breastford" strewn across their massive chests obscenely. As he stood there gawking at their enormous breasts and tight bodies he stopped to wonder how many young girls would kill to have the bodies and sheer sexual aura that Brittany Bust and Brooke Biguns possessed. With tools of seduction like those at their disposal they could make any man fall to his knees begging.

With some effort he managed to shake the thought from his head. He had to stay focused on his original intentions if he was going to have a chance at making this work. Knowing full well that he was still smiling, he repeated the same thing Brooke told him at the start of their last little encounter.

"I know your secret..." he said.

For a moment, the two girls just stood there blinking as they tried to process what their coach was trying to tell them. After a while it became apparent that they had no clue what he was talking about and it was Brooke who finally spoke up.

"Secret?" she said. "No I think you have it wrong. It's us that know your secret, remember?"

"Yeah," Brittany added as she tagged along with her friend. "Our little deal. If you play your cards right, you may just get a chance at seeing these again..."

Brittany took her big boobs into her hand and lightly squeezed them while she jiggled them up and down.

"Brit, stop." Brooke said, throwing her friend an annoyed and slightly disgusted look. 

"Oh...right. Sorry." Brittany said as she put her hands down at her sides at let her boobs fall free under her shirt and bra.

"Well..." Coach Dick said. "I was hoping to do more than just see them. A lot more, actually."

The girls laughed at his words as he stood their smiling at their titanic-sized racks.

"Is that so?" Brooke asked of him as she took a deep breath from laughing hard. "I'll bet you would."

"Yeah." Coach Dick said. "I would. You said if I played my cards right I may be able to see them again. Well, I have a whole new hand I'd like to play."

Coach Dick paused as the words took some time to sink in. He could feel the entire room taking on a whole new presence, and he knew that the girls were beginning to understand the seriousness of what he was trying to say. 

He watched as the two girls' facial expressions changed. Brooke took to crossing her arms over her huge tits as Brittany crossed her arms underneath hers. He couldn't believe how passive they were about their mega-sized melons; it was as though they didn't even care that they had the types of bodies that most women could only dream about having. Their whole attitude, their busty breasts...everything about them was starting to make his hard-on too much to bear. He suddenly became very aware of it and the size it had accumulated in the last couple of minutes. He also became aware of the fact that Brooke and Brittany had already noticed it as well. He tried to continue the conversation as though the thought had never entered his mind.

"What do you mean you have a whole new hand?" Brooke asked, now leering at him with dislike. 

Coach Dick crossed his arms and met her stare. He was no longer trying to cover the fact that he had an erection; for some reason Brooke's stare had not fazed him in the least.

"I know your secret." He said. He then reached behind himself and pulled an item from his desk.

The girls continued to leer at him thoughtfully.

"Okay." Brittany said. "I give. What are you saying?"

Coach Dick raised his smile toward the ceiling and gave a small laugh. Apparently Brittany had grown tired of guessing. He then looked directly at her as he spoke his next words.

"I don't think your mothers would appreciate the two of you spying on them, especially at night when they think you aren't supposed to be home."

Brooke's eyes widened slightly and her jaw dropped by a bit. For a brief moment she was looking at Coach Dick, mouth agape, as though he had just seen her naked. Brittany's reaction was no more graceful. She looked as though she had just seen a ghost, and Coach Dick almost thought she was blushing.

"You...how..." Brooke said, startled. After a moment she managed to gather herself. "What do you mean?" 

"I mean I saw you girls watching me with your mothers." Coach Dick said. 

"That's...I..uh..." Brittany said. She apparently had still not managed to gather herself the way Brooke had.

"I wasn't spying on you!" Brooke stated.

"That's what I thought, too." Coach Dick said. "But then I thought Brittany would probably do the same thing; which is why I videotaped my little meeting with her mom."

He held up the item in his hand, and the girls saw that it was a compact disc.

"You...you videotaped it?!" Brittany asked, shocked.

"Yeah." Coach Dick said. "Of course I had her permission. But I don't think that's something you will want to bring up with her."

The girls just stood there staring at him with looks of surprise on their faces. Neither one of them could think of anything else to say.

Coach Dick smiled to himself as he put the disk back down on his desk. It was no more evidence than it was a winning lottery ticket; it was his favorite music CD, although at the moment he was feeling as though that disk and a wining lottery ticket shared something in common. The girls seemed to be buying into his whole story swimmingly.

"Okay..." Brooke said. "So...we watched...are you going to tell our moms?"

Coach Dick crossed his arms once more.

"I don't know, Brooke." He said. "I suppose I could, but I had something a little different in mind. A deal."

Brooke and Brittany looked at each other with worried eyes. They then turned back to their coach.

"I know where this is going." Brittany said. "These types of deals are not the deals I like to make."

"Let me guess." Brooke said, rolling her eyes. "You won't tell our moms, and in exchange you want to have sex with us? Is that it?"

Coach Dick chuckled.

"Well I can't say I wouldn't love to have sex with you two girls." He said. "But I was thinking more along the lines of a partnership."

Brittany and Brooke now went back to leering at their coach thoughtfully.

"A partnership?" Brooke asked.

"Yeah." Coach Dick answered. "From what you girls are telling me, it sounds like you've gotten the bad end of some deals in the past. But the deal I'll offer you will be different."

"Different?" Brooke asked, as Brittany turned to her and shrugged. "Different how?"

"Well, what do you want?" Coach Dick asked.

"No sex!" Brittany quickly threw in.

Brooke threw her a look as if to tell her she was a moron, but then turned to Coach Dick to gauge his reaction to her abrupt rebuttal. 

"Well that's not a very good deal for me." Coach Dick said. "I mean, what will I get out of it?"

"We'll show you our boobs!" Brittany said. 

"Brit..." Brooke said, trying to talk some sense into her. "He's already seen our boobs."

"Well yeah." Coach Dick said. "But I wouldn't be opposed to doing more with them. I mean, you girls have such big, beautiful breasts and all."

Coach Dick could see the girls blushing at the sudden compliment, but Brittany was still negotiating frantically.

"You can touch them all you want, too!" She said. "Whenever you want!"

"Wait, wait..." Brooke stepped in, stopping her friend from speaking. "You said this deal would be different."

Coach Dick nodded his head.

"I did." He said. "See, I'm still going to honor the other deal we made."

Brooke and Brittany now had looks of shock on their faces.

"You would actually keep us first team?" Brooke asked. "No question?"

"That's right." Coach Dick said.

"Can we talk for a minute?" Brooke asked, gesturing to herself and her friend.

"Sure." Coach Dick said. "Knock yourselves out."

He watched as the two girls while they turned away from him and huddled close together. As they turned away, he rubbed his aching crotch as he stared at their perfect posteriors. Their soft buns were just aching to be squeezed. He could see the outline they made from within their tight blue gym shorts, right down to the crack. He wanted so bad to plunge his dick between them, taking their virginities and feeling their buns crash around him as he repeatedly thrust his cock into them from behind...

As he drooled over the two busty blonde's tight butts, they continued their conversation without him.

"He's saying things will pretty much stay the way they are right now..." Brooke whispered. "And all we have to do is let him play with our tits!"

"I guess so." Brittany said. "What do you think..."

Coach Dick could hear the two of them bickering, and after a while their talking ceased and they turned back around to face him; their proud breasts jutting far from their bodies and challenging his hard-on.

"Okay." Brooke said, putting her hands on her hips as she and her busty friend regained their posture. "We've decided."

"And?" Coach Dick asked, painfully aware of how difficult it was to pretend he wasn't as turned on by the two busty beauties as he seemed.

"We've decided..." Brittany said. "That you're just cute enough to have sex with."

Coach Dick now gave a legitimate smile. He had not expected this response at all, and especially not from Brittany.

"Wow!!" Coach Dick said. "Really? Reall- er..."

He stopped as he realized that he was starting to lose his cool.

"I mean...er...that sounds okay. If that's what you girls want."

Brooke and Brittany had not been deterred by the hesitation in his voice in the slightest, much to his approval.

"Yeah, well, you do seem nicer than Coach Blue." Brooke said.

Coach Dick was beside himself. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Coach Blue had messed the two girls up so bad that they were now actually giving themselves to him. He wasn't about to start complaining now.

He quickly got a hold of his thoughts. Just because the girls were agreeing to this now didn't mean that things would stay this way. Moreover, he didn't want there to be any doubt in their minds. He wanted to have access to them and their gorgeous boobs...always.

"On one condition..." Brooke added.

Coach Dick looked up at her as he was pulled from his thoughts.

"Oh." He said. "What's that?"

"Brooke and I don't do threesomes." Brittany said.

At this, Coach Dick could feel his heart sinking into his stomach. Sure, having sex with Brooke or Brittany would be great...but the real prize was in having them both. To have just one was like having peanut butter without jelly.

But...it looked like he would have to settle for peanut butter for the time being.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 21



"Fine." He said. "But I want you girls to know something."

The girls perked up as they listened to their coach thoroughly.

Coach Dick went on.

"As a coach it's my job to coach you, but as a teacher it's my job to act as a moral compass and guide you in the right direction. By not turning you in to your mothers I am violating their trust, and I am accepting a certain amount of defeat in myself." 

The girls stood there and listened as they hung on to their coach's every word.

"What I'm saying is...I don't want you girls to look at this as something that I want to do. This is your choice. You have every opportunity to back out now; but if you go through with this then I will not allow you any more slack. I expect you to follow through with this like big girls."

Coach Dick felt like he was having an out of body experience. The two busty teens were standing before him with their blonde heads slightly hung; their huge breasts jutting in front of the rest of their bodies proudly over their voluptuous chests. For a brief moment he wondered if they even knew what their goddess-like racks were doing to him at the moment; he wondered if he knew.

"So this is it." He went on. "This is your last chance to back out. If either one of you doesn't think you can make it, then I want you to leave right now."

Both girls continued to stand there, holding their ground. 

"Okay." He said. "Then I take it we have a deal?"

"Yes." They said simultaneously. 

"Good." Coach Dick said as he walked behind his desk. "Remember...this is your second chance. Do not screw it up."

The two girls winced as though his words had taken on a solid form and slapped them right in their pretty faces. They quietly turned around and opened the door. Then without saying another word they exited his office; their luscious rears daring him to blow his load...and their blonde heads still hung.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 22



After his last encounter with the duo, Coach Daniel Dick had had to use an icepack to calm his raging manhood. While the icepack had indeed stopped him from making a mess of himself, what it couldn't do was halt his...rage.

He had had to find an outlet to release himself; the only problem was that there was no one besides the busty duo he had deemed worthy enough to receive his seed. Brooke and Brittany were beginning to spoil him rotten with their gorgeous bodies. Deciding that he would have them soon enough, he had opted to go home and relieve himself there.

He had managed to keep himself calm all throughout the evening and into the next part of the day; and even as he got into his car and began driving to the school for work. But on the ride over his calmness began to dissipate as he neared the school. Subconsciously that school housed much more than what was generally perceived; like some sort of Heaven on Earth...at least for him.

He began to calculate a gameplan in his mind's eye. He knew that the girls would be expecting him to ravish them...and to grope their huge tits. The struggle was going to be not to; a task which was already proving to be difficult despite not being in the same room with them. He had to try and sustain himself; it was the only way he was going to succeed in his plans. By introducing the girls to the pleasures sex first he would be able to truly enjoy the busty fruits of their gorgeous bodies later; something he was certain Coach Blue had not done.

Luckily for him he had managed to succeed where his predecessor had failed by performing little subtle actions that made the biggest of differences. He had managed to show Brooke and Brittany understanding, confidence, sympathy, and compassion for friends all while asserting his stance as a man; and although there had been an occasion or two where he had faltered he had still managed to rise from the ashes anew.

He felt certain he had dropped the ball when the girls had opted to finally show him their breasts, but fortunately a later turn of events had shown the girls to be both underhanded, and very sneaky. Those little spying sessions the girls had had on him with their mothers had turned out to be the greatest weapon in his arsenal. Not only had it familiarized the girls with his naked body and sexual tendencies in a context that was acceptable to them, but he had a growing suspicion that they also felt somewhat guilty for letting their eyes wander and for committing those acts in the first place. He had managed to use their own emotions against them in an effort to goad them into making their current deal. It was a thing of beauty.

The day was finally over, and he now waited in his office for his busty prize to show up. His gameplay remained fresh in his mind; but the execution itself was going to prove difficult. He was almost certain it would be Brooke who was entering his office, and how would he manage to keep his hands idle and away from her perfect globes of flesh? Both Brooke and Brittany had the racks of angels. Their massive balloons just screamed to be prodded and squeezed, fondled and sucked...motorboated and fucked.

The upside was that he would only be dealing with one busty girl at a time. This would make it much easier for him to maintain himself if he didn't have an extra pair of heaving breasts begging him for attention. This was only a temporary upside, however. He fully intended to have both girls to himself in a busty threesome in the future, but before he could ensure he had the strength to endure their big-boob assault he had to put in some training hours. One girl at a time would be perfect for that.

He heard noises on the other side of the door. Soon he could see the doorknob turning in slow motion, and he could feel blood coursing through his veins every waking second. His blood eventually made its way to his cock, and it instantly throbbed and rose in anticipation of the busty glory that awaited him. All day long he had managed to keep himself composed, but now it seemed it was all for naught.

The doorknob's motion seemed to take an eternity, and by the time it clicked into place and the door swung open he was sweating as though he had just run a marathon. His cock instantly erected itself as he watched the figure of the busty Brooke Biguns step into his office slowly. He felt his dick being scraped by his shorts as he viewed Brooke's luscious rear while she turned to close the door. When she turned back around he did not even bother to hide his erection; he knew she knew it was there, and there was no mistaking the giant tent in his shorts anyway.

"Brooke...Biguns..." he said as she turned to face him.

Brooke did not bother to respond. The aura in the office was everything she had expected. Coach Dick was standing in front of his desk, and there was a giant arrow emanating from his shorts that pointed directly at her. She pulled her eyes away from it, but found that it was difficult to avert them. It was so big!

The eager coach immediately forgot what was on his mind before she walked in. The only thing on his mind at that moment was Brooke's tight body...her tight blue gym shorts, her tight fitting gym shirt, the amount of smooth legs she had on display...

He quickly stepped forward, and Brooke could see his massive erection heading right for her like a missile. Her mind told her to back away, but at the same time it told her to stand still and hold her ground. She did exactly that, knowing full well that this was the deal she had agreed to.

A few seconds later she suddenly felt his hands on her smooth arms, and he leaned down ever so slightly toward her face. She saw his eyes close as he went in for a kiss. She could feel his hot breath; the warmth of his lips. Soon his lips were touching hers, and she felt as though she were having an out-of-body experience. Her eyes opened wide for a moment as she felt slightly taken aback, but she eventually closed them and pressed her lips back against his. She felt his erection poking her leg through his gym shorts, and she was all of a sudden made completely aware of it.

Coach Dick breathed hard as he pulled his lips away from hers. He then leaned down further and planted a kiss on her neck. He moved his face from side to side ever so slightly, planting kisses on her sensuous neck every step of the way. He could feel that Brooke was still not giving in; he wanted nothing more than for her to arch her neck and look toward the ceiling in pleasure but that did not seem to be happening. Either way, he decided that he really didn't care.

He could smell the aroma of Brooke's big breasts just a few inches below him. It was intoxicating; and he used every ounce of willpower he had to leave them be. Instead he pulled away from her and held her around the waist. For the first time Brooke opened her mouth to speak, but she was practically ignored as he paid her words no attention. He quickly stepped around her and switched his hands' positions on her waist. Brooke could feel his strong hands around her tiny middle section. She looked down and saw his fingers on either side of her flat abdomen. He had such warm fingers...

Coach Dick reached down and placed his hand around one of her soft buns from outside her gym shorts, and he soon felt his fingers being overwhelmed by the soft warmth of her flesh.

Brooke could hear him breathing as he began squeezing and fondling her soft buns. After a while one of her small fears was realized as she felt something poking into her from behind, and she knew exactly what it was.

"Uhhh!" she moaned.

Coach Dick felt his dick accidentally brush up against her butt. It had grown in size a bit more and he had not been aware of how much. Brooke heard him moan next to her ear as he stepped forward and pressed his crotch up against her behind. She felt his hard tent rest on the crevice of her buns, and soon she felt it applying pressure against her...hard.

Coach Dick's hands gripped her waist harder and pulled her into him as he thrust his crotch against her butt. He could feel his boner sliding against the fabric of her shorts smoothly and easily, and that encouraged him to thrust even harder. He started to plow into her faster, and soon he could make out her soft buns rippling below him as they crashed against his crotch.

Brooke raised her arm up and rested it across the side of his face as he rammed into her from behind. She could feel his lips on her neck and hear him breathing...his hard cock throbbing...

"Fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes!" Coach Dick moaned. Brooke's flawless rear was giving his cock a run for his money. He looked down over her shoulder and noticed her big melons blocking the view of her feet. Her big orbs were pressing against the inside of her shirt, straining against her bra cups and begging to be freed...

"Ahhhhhhh...." Coach Dick moaned as he bucked into her as hard and fast as he could.

Brooke could feel a wet sensation hitting her from behind as though her shorts were wet. She could still feel his tent trying to force its way into her butt; trying to tear a hole through her tight blue gym shorts.

"Uhhhhhhh..." Coach Dick moaned. "You're so sexy, Brooke..."

He reached down to his tent, which was damp with precum, and gripped it. He was able to think just a little more clearly as he had gotten that initial humping out of the way. He now focused on her smooth model-like legs. Coach Dick moaned as he rubbed his hands up and down her lovely limbs, feeling how warm and smooth her skin was. His fingers dove into the inner portions of her legs and made their way up and down her smooth highways of flesh.

Brooke winced as she felt his hand dart between her legs, but the motion only caused her butt to press into his dick; coaxing a moan from her new coach. She closed her eyes tight and let a small squeal escape her lips as she turned her head to the side and tried to keep herself from losing her composure.

His hand trailed all the way up her leg until it reached her skin-tight shorts. She felt it dancing along the fabric until it stopped at her crotch. He pressed his fingers into the fabric tight, and she felt them slightly prodding her tight hole. She winced again, and again Coach Dick moaned as he felt her ass press up against his dick.

"Yeah...yeah, Brooke, yeah..." Coach Dick moaned. "You're so fucking sexy, baby..."

"Coach...uh!" Brooke said. "I...I...uh!"

"Shh..." Coach Dick said. "Don't talk. Just feel."

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as Coach Dick prodded her between her legs. "Uh! But...I...I uh!!"

It was difficult for her to talk with Coach Dick fingering her through her shorts. She had felt those sensations before, but never because a man had created them. This was all somewhat new to her.

"Would you rather I do this..." Coach Dick asked, coaxing another moan from the busty blonde teen as he gave her womanhood a particularly hard throb. "Or would you rather..."

Brooke breathed as she felt the coach's other hand sliding up her body, and she knew all too well where it was headed. She could feel him getting worked up behind her as his hand made a beeline for one of her big, busty boobs. His hand slid over the swell of her huge melon and rested its fingers across and around the big orb; his index finger resting atop the big, mountainous jug through her shirt.

"Uh!" she moaned. "No! Uh!"

Coach Dick couldn't help but smile as he halted his hand's motion. He knew full well what the answer would be, but he had secretly hoped she would have said yes. He took his time taking his hand off her big, busty boob. He sunk his fingers into the big orb slowly and lustfully. He stretched his palm out as far as it would go in an effort to properly squeeze Brooke's huge jug...but to no avail. Her bust was simply too big to squeeze with a single hand.

The horny coach moaned as his hand basked in the warmth of her titflesh. He had his eyes closed in lusty ecstasy as he applied small and slow bursts of pressure to Brooke's big jug, squeezing the big orb slowly but roughly and filling his hands with her warm, soft boob meat.

"Uh! Uh!!! Uh...Coach? Uhh!" Brooke moaned.

Coach Dick opened his eyes as he remembered his gameplan. Brooke's giant boobs were really starting to deter him. He squeezed Brooke's massive melon a little faster for just a little bit longer, enjoying the savory feeling of her warm hooter filling his palm...her nipple pressed into the center.

He pushed his dick into her from behind in an effort to try and take her mind off his hand on her big beautiful breast. He squeezed the huge jug in his hand four or five more times rapid fire as he pressed against her; trying to squeeze in as many boob-squeezes as he possible could. He moaned again in pleasurable bliss.

"Uh!" The blonde teen moan, obviously not distracted from his hand. "COACH!"

"Oh. Okay." Coach Dick said, giving her busty funbag one long, final squeeze. He squeezed it so hard that her titmeat began spilling through his fingers. It looked as though his hand had ten fingers as her titflesh appeared between them in rolls. He let out a long breath as he loosened his grip on her giant jug and her titflesh ballooned out into his open palm. His fingers slowly slid along the inner portion of her big globe and pressed against her shirt into her cleavage. He forced his hand into busty cleavage sideways and felt both of her huge tits jiggling around his entire hand. He moaned very audibly, and that caused Brooke to let out a short little outburst.

"Coach DICK!" Brooke yelled.

"What?" Coach Dick said. "Oh...um...yeah...sorry."

He quickly pulled his hand from her cleavage reluctantly and guided it back to her waist. He switched hands between her legs as his other one was getting a little tired. He looked over her shoulder once more at her large, heaving rack. She was still moaning as he tried to finger her through her clothes. His eyes trailed to her other big breast, and he found his other hand was sliding its way up her body towards it.

"Uh! COACH!" Brooke yelled again. "Uh!"

"Sorry!" Coach Dick said, Brooke growing angry. "I just...er...I saw something on your...er...your other...big, juicy..."

Brooke then felt his hand brushing the top of her breast on its side, as though sweeping something off her big melon. She decided to give the coach another warning.

"Coach...." She said in warning.

"I just thought I'd clean it off." Coach Dick said. "That's all."

Brooke let out a frustrated moan. Meanwhile, Coach Dick was brushing her huge tit as innoocently as he could.

"It's just...there's something on there." He said. "I don't know what it is. Looks like dust. Let me just..."

His hand now stretched out once more over her massive boob. His fingers sank into the abundant titflesh underneath her shirt and bra and he started squeezing her huge funbag just as he had done the other. His lip quivered as her busty boobflesh flowed through his fingers like a sponge and he squeezed and kneaded the big orb. His cock was more than at full attention. It was ready to burst. He pushed forward into Brooke as he felt up her busty boob and resumed fucking her ass simultaneously.

"Yeah...yeah..." The coach moaned.

Brooke was frustrated. This horny coach was no more brushing the dirt off her rack than he was giving her a lesson in basketball right now.

"Uh!" she moaned. "Coooaccch...Diiiiick!"

But her words were lost to him as he squeezed her big tit. Below, his dick was throbbing hard in anticipation of an impending explosion, and his hand now removed itself from her now wet cunt and started sliding up her body. He licked his lips as he drooled over her shoulder and stared down at her huge rack; his horniness growing as the other half of her beautiful rack slowly came into his reach...

Coach Dick was drooling as his mind assured him that his hand wouldn't be wiping her tits off so much as it would be groping and squeezing once it reached its destination.

"COOOAAAACH!" Brooke whined.

But the overly eager coach was too far lost in his thoughts of her chesty glory. He paid her no heed as his eyes and mind filled themselves with her mammoth-sized mammaries; just as his hands soon would be. His heart raced, his breathing intensified, and some drool escaped his lips and landed on Brooke's shoulder as his hand was so near he could feel the warmth radiating from her big, juicy melons; the busty fruits of her magnificent body.

Soon his other hand was traversing the curvature of her other swelling bosom from bottom to top, until her nipple was pressing softly into his palm.

"Let me just...er...clean them off..."He pressed his dick into the crevice of her buns so that the bottom lay flat against her. He could feel her buns pressing into either side of his cock as he lightly slid it up and down her ass-crack. Meanwhile, his hands were busy up front; they were rested comfortably atop both of her busty melons -- completely idle. He could feel the warmth of her huge jugs emanating through her shirt and bra underneath...

"Uh!" Brooke whined again. "COACH! DICK!"

"Oh fuck...goddamn you have a nice rack, Brooke..." Coach Dick said in response. "I can feel those huge bazongas jiggling underneath my palms...fuck yeah...it's tough to clean off jugs of this size. Maybe if I squeeze them both..."

"Uh! Coach!" Brooke yelped as Coach Dick seized her breasts and started squeezing them in his hands simultaneously. She could hear him moaning into her ear from behind as his strong hands kneaded and squeezed her big jugs. The sudden motion of his hands clamping down on her chest had caused her to arch her back. Her big boobs pressed into his hands harder, and her ass had pressed up against his crotch harder as well.

"That's it, Brooke!" Coach Dick said as the busty blonde unknowingly offered more of her huge tits to him. He eagerly accepted the busty mounds of flesh and happily squeezed them to his heart's content. The huge orbs pressed into his hands as he squeezed them, and soon he had rolls of titflesh emanating from between his fingers as they basked in the warmth of her heavy hooters. "Yeah, give me those HUGE jugs, baby!! I've got both of your big, busty hooters in my hands right now! Fuck yes...those big tits are overflowing in my hands! They're almost clean!!"

"Uh!" Brooke squealed. Her rack was being felt up and her beautiful ass was being prodded and rubbed by Coach Dick's member.

" I've almost got it, Brooke...just a little bit more...!!"

Coach Dick grabbed her titties hard and pulled her against him even harder. He began using her tits to pull her against him over and over again. He stopped bucking as he pulled her ass against his crotch repeatedly pulled her into him by her big jugs. His hands clamped down on them as though they were squeak toys. His head once again rested on her shoulder, and he spoke to her as he humped her from behind.

"Cleaning those huge tits, Brooke! Huge, beautiful, jiggling TITS! Fuck...your boobs are so big, you are one big-titted babe! Those massive jugs are filling my hands! Big, beautiful 34DDD's fuck yeah!!! Your HUGE gazongas are gonna make me cum!!!

"Uh!" Brooke moaned. "Uh! Uh!"

Coach Dick pressed into her harder as he jiggled and bounced her huge tits around his hands. His penis throbbed and pulsed as he pushed it against her ass and leaked precum into his shorts.

"Almost...finished...!" he said. "ARE YOU READY?!"

A moment later Brooke felt his fingers dig into her soft flesh roughly as his strong hands gave her boobs one hard, final squeeze. Her tit-flesh spilled between his fingertips. She felt his cock tense up behind her, and a second later she heard him grunting, and could feel that her shorts were about to get blasted. The coach bellowed and grunted behind her as he finally fired off his load.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 22



"AWWWW FUCK YEEEEEEEEEAHHHH!!" the coach yelled as his cock fired shot after shot into his shorts while he pressed his erupting member against her fully-clothed rear. "Squeezing those big...juicy...MELONS!! YOU BUSTY BABE!!!"

His orgasm hit so hard that Brooke could feel each of his shots on her butt through his shorts. Her ass felt as though it were being pelted by small rocks as the coach pressed his spurting rod against her buns.

"Uhhh....uhhhhh....oh fuck yeah...." Coach Dick moaned as he shot. He would point his tent to Brooke's right bun and prod it with his tip, firing a few shots into her soft cheek; then switch over to her left bun and give it the same treatment. As his shots started to slow he tried to slap her cheeks with his spurting cock as best he could, and he managed to make them jiggle a little bit.

Her big melons were allowed a little room to breathe about halfway through his orgasm. They had lost a little bit of their appeal to him as he had fired his load off.

He bucked into her as the last of his seed oozed out from his cock and into his shorts. His cock took its previous position in her crack as he rubbed it up and down; coming down from his orgasm between her ass cheeks. He could feel the moisture dripping down his leg. He glanced down and saw that his shorts were unavoidably soaked, while Brooke's were damp at most.

Coach Dick rested his head on her shoulder once more and he began poking and prodding Brooke's giant jugs with his fingers again. He slowly lost himself in her giant rack as he repeatedly sunk his fingers into her warm, soft, buoyant orbs through her shirt and bra.

"Awwww....yeahhhhhhhh...." he moaned in ecstasy.

"Did you get it?" Brooke asked.

"Hm? Get what?" Coach Dick said.

"The dust." Brooke said. "From my boobs. Did you get it all?"

Coach Dick smiled as he stared down over her shoulder at her huge, monstrous funbags.

"Oh yeah." He said. "I got it. Every last drop-err...every last speck of dust. From your rack."

Brooke rolled her eyes as she felt Coach Dick's penis showing signs of life behind her. He was still squeezing her big boobs repeatedly.

"Okay..." she said. "Then can you take your hands off them now?"

"In a minute." The coach said. "Just let me get hard --er- let me double check."

Brooke let out a sigh as Coach Dick continued to knead and squeeze her giant globes of woman flesh. He bounced and jiggled them in his hands for a few minutes more before leaning down and planting a kiss on the side of her neck over her shoulder.  

"Oh fuck yeah, Brooke!" Coach Dick said as he squeezed her huge jugs sensually. "Those are some big, ripe, juicy melons! 34DDDs fuck yes!! Let me squeeze those big hooters!!"

Brooke rolled her eyes as her coach felt her up. She felt him start to buck into her again, and she could also sense he was a little embarrassed as he cleared his throat and spoke.

"So...er...how was it?" he asked.

"How was what?" Brooke said.

"My hands between your legs. Was it okay?"

"Oh." Brooke said. "Yeah, I guess it was fine. Not too bad. Can you take your hands off my tits now?"

Coach Dick laughed.

"Sure." He said. Finally, he released her mammoth jugs from his hands and the two big bustbombs hung free inside her shirt and bra. She immediately reached up and tended to them. She massaged them as though she was in pain, and then she adjusted her bra through her shirt as Coach Dick placed his hands back on her waist.

Coach Dick was pressing his pitched tent into her buns once more; trying to wipe his semi-limp cock clean on her blue gym shorts. It was also helping to soothe him, which meant he was that much closer to getting another erection. He then took Brooke by the waist and yanked her around him. She almost stumbled as she was yanked around, but she caught her balance just as she realized that Coach Dick wanted her to sit down. She immediately fell into a seated position, and after sitting down she wished she had had time to smooth out the dampness on the back of her shorts.

Coach Dick sat down next to her. His arm reached around the back of her head, where it rested on her shoulder for just one moment. He leaned into her and pulled her head towards him, coxing her to kiss him. He could tell she was very shy about the act; it was like she had never kissed anyone. He was a little more aggressive in his kissing and trying to get her to let go. Brooke had the perfect hourglass shape that so many women longed for, and so many men longed to caress.

Coach Dick placed a hand on her arm, and then pushed his hand passed it as though breaking down some personal barrier she had. He felt the unmistakable sensation of one of her buoyant jugs brushing his fingers and knuckles, and his cock gave a sudden twitch in his shorts. With expert will he managed to pry his hand down to her flat stomach, which he paid hardly any heed, and away from her massive DDD balloons.

His hand made a beeline for her smooth legs and slid up and down them. Brooke moaned into his mouth as she felt his strong, man-ish hand caressing her smooth, girlish skin. Coach Dick tried to push his hand between her lovely limbs, and when it finally did he let out a small moan as Brooke readjusted herself. He felt her legs tense and tighten their grip around his hand, and he found that to be very cute and sexy.

He managed to force his hand through the inner portions of her legs to her crotch. Once again, he began poking and prodding at her box in an effort to get her more in the mood. He could feel her writhing and hear her moaning as their kissing got a little less passionate and a little more self conscious. She then winced away, breaking the kiss and coaxing Coach Dick to rethink his gameplan. He had already "blown it" today...and he hadn't expected things to go this far off course so soon. He still had yet to show Brooke that he wasn't just another breast-crazy man, but if he could just get her more in the mood and give her a chance to see that then he could consider these events a success.

His other hand, which had been resting on her side from around her back, now, took action. For a moment it began to move up along the side of her hourglass body...to the massive pile of flesh obstructing the view he had of his own hand. But instead, after a moment, he managed to halt his hand's actions where it took its previous position on her side.

Brooke felt her body being rubbed and started breathing sensually. Coach Dick took that as his cue to move things forward.

He leaned into her and kissed her, hard. After a minute of making out, Brooke felt him pushing her away with his lips. She had no choice but let herself lie on her back. Coach Dick felt his dick rising to the occasion as he watched Brooke assume her position. A moment later he had to back away as Brooke swung her legs around to his side on the couch.

He was surprised by Brooke's abruptness, but he responded by being abrupt himself and reaching for the hem of Brooke's shorts. He quickly yanked them down before Brooke could change her mind or oppose it; she was breathing heavy...her chest heaving from the deep breaths she was taking. Coach Dick then reached to her panties next and began sliding those off as well. At this he was a bit surprised. Her panties were not as wet as he had expected them to be, despite the fact that she was a virgin. They were damp at most. It seemed he was going to have to try much harder to break this busty teenage bombshell. However, it seemed to him he was already making serious leeway with her. He had, after all, gotten farther with her than any other man -- he was sure of it.

He picked her left leg up off the couch, and busty blonde immediately let it go limp to let him guide it. His eyes took in the sight of her bare cunt as he split her legs apart and enclosed them around his body. Just looking at it he knew that it was going to be the tightest thing his dick had ever been in.

He was licking his lips as his eyes trailed up and down the luscious blonde's body, admiring her curves and unblemished glory. Brooke felt his hands bypass her crotch entirely and slide up and down on her lower stomach. She quickly reached up to her chest and placed her hands over her fully clothed rack, shielding her big jugs from her coach's eyes.

"The shirt stays on." She said.

The handsome coach looked down at her and saw that she was deadly serious. He nodded, and then turned his attention back to her lower body.

"No problem." He said, his eyes trailing to her bare pussy.

He tilted his head down and guided his face to the inner portion of her left leg.

With her hands over her jutting melons Brooke could feel Coach Dick's tongue sliding down her inner thigh. She both smiled and shivered at the same time as a tickling sensation overtook her entire body. She could feel his slimy tongue sliding down her leg...making its way to her womanhood.

Coach Dick let his tongue trail all around her opening. Brooke arched her back and shivered from the sensation. Her hands almost lost their place on her boobs as Coach Dick started his oral assault on her.

He dunked his tongue into her and immediately began nipping at her. Brooke let out a moan and started wincing wildly; her enormous breasts bouncing every which way as her hands struggled to maintain them.

Coach Dick was lapping at her most intimate parts hard and fast; she was moving so much, but he managed to keep his tongue warmly secured between her lips. He brought his lips down against hers and pressed them together, kissing her as his tongue swirled inside her.

Brooke was moaning as she brought a hand down to the back of his head and touched his hair. She instinctively applied pressure as though she hoped to press his tongue even further into her. Then, realizing she had left one of her boobs unprotected, she quickly took her hand off his head and it took its previous position over her mountainous jug of woman flesh. With no choice but to squirm, the busty blonde did exactly that.

"Uh!" Brooke moaned.

Coach Dick looked up from between her legs and saw the bulging underline of her massive bust...with the sight of her face occasionally thrown in. The fact that he could barely see Brooke's face over her expansive chest was a true testament to how big her rack really was, and it was difficult to keep his cock at bay as he watched her big DDDs bounce around. The curves on her perfect body...her flawless skin...her perfectly proportionate chest...these were all testaments to how much of a busty Breastford babe she was...

His dick throbbed with all these thoughts brewing in his mind. He gave her pussy a few more licks before he could no longer take it. He pulled back and stood up on his knees while he pulled his shorts down.

Brooke breathed heavy as she recovered from his tongue. Her chest was heaving beneath her hands with every breath she took. She had trouble keeping her boobs at bay as she tried to finalize her recovery. A moment later her coach's cock sprang free; almost as hard as it had been when they first started, but still just as eager. Brooke could feel heat engulfing her body as the coach repositioned himself between her legs and loomed over her flawless figure.

As he took his position over her he took his cock in hand and began guiding it to her pussy as he got comfortable between her legs. He rubbed his cock all over the inner portions of her lovely limbs before finally reaching her cunt and giving it a small poke.

Brooke made a small squealing sound and moaned.

"Ohhh... yeahhh...you busty virgin..." Coach Dick moaned, his cock poised over her tight opening. "My hard cock's about to take your virginity!! Oh my God...I can't believe I'm about to deflower a babe from Breastford!"

Brooke's eyes opened wide when she heard those words.

"Umm...Coach Dick?" she said as she felt his cock looming over her tight, virgin slit. "I don't think that.....EEK!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhh......." The coach moaned as he pushed forward and his cock finally penetrated her. She was as tight as he had expected her to be; he could only shove less than half his dick in before he felt he couldn't go any further.

"UH!" the busty blonde teen yelped. Brooke had had her eyes opened wide, but she now shut them tight and started breathing heavy. She could feel his hard cock pulsing inside her, against her walls, and she could make out every detail of his veiny manhood...

Coach Dick moaned as he was able to bypass some of her blockage, but there was still less than half his cock that had yet to taste the blonde bombshell. He closed his eyes in sexual bliss as he pulled out of her and then pushed back into her, penetrating her again and again as if he hoped to loosen her up. Her body was moving with the force of his, and soon he began picking up the pace.

"Ohhhhuhhhh...." Coach Dick moaned. "You're so tight, Brooke..."

The busty blonde teen could only moan in response. She became aware that some of her moans had turned to screams, maybe orgasmic ones; and she became extremely self-conscious and slightly embarrassed. Coach Dick didn't seem to mind, even though to him they probably sounded like pure orgasmic shrieks due to how close he was to her. He was right about her being tight; she was essentially jerking him off with her walls. She wondered how long it would be before he blew his load...and how bad the cleanup would be.

Coach Dick managed to calm his breaths as he slowed down the pace and their fucking took a slower turn. He could tell she was holding back her rhythm; she showed no enthusiasm, compliance, or even vigor as she kept her hand securely fasted over her big globes. The new coach was more than fine with that, however. Knowing he was the first and only man to ever penetrate the busty Breastford babe Brooke Biguns was more than enough to satisfy his lust and make him a happy man. With that thought in mind he focused his attention on her big, beautiful breasts.

Brooke was still moaning involuntarily, but they were coming out in short, soft squeals as opposed to the loud, unsure yelps from earlier. Coach Dick started to buck really hard, fucking her as though he had something to prove. She could tell something had spurred him on even though his focus seemed to be all over the place. For the time being, he seemed to be only focused on the movements of his cock...but as he bucked his hips his dick was failing to penetrate her with the vigor he intended. She still had her hands on her ginormous boobs, but they were much easier to maintain than they had been earlier. The bouncing had been all but uncontrollable, and had Coach Dick had his eyes opened at the time he would have seen her small hands, dwarfed by the sheer size of her gargantuan jugs, struggling to keep them securely in place as they threatened to bounce free. Add to that the fact that he was fucking her and causing them to bounce and she was sure he would have lost it.

"Coach Dick?" she said as she looked up at him, her clothed tits still covered by her small hands.

"Yeah, Breasts? Er...I mean...Brooke?"

He was not looking at her as he spoke. In fact, he wasn't looking at anything. He had his eyes closed and his head was swaying up, down, left, and right as he struggled to fuck Brooke hard and make her scream in pleasure. He began picking up the pace more in an effort to do so.

"You've been inside me...uh!...for a long...uh!...time...uhh!" Brooke said, surprised by his sudden enthusiasm. She had apparently chosen the most inopportune moment to speak.

"This is nothing..." Coach Dick moaned as he slid his cock in her. "My dick is so hard...I can go all night, baby! Uh uh uh!"

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brooke moaned as the coach gave her three particularly hard thrusts. "Is this...uh! Is thisssss UH! Is this part of the deal?"

"Oh yeahhhhhh...." Coach Dick moaned.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh...uhh! Mmm...uhhh...." Brooke moaned as Coach Dick's burst of energy subsided and he slowed down his pace.

"Fuck yeah...you big-titted babe..." Coach Dick said. "Taking the virginities of all you busty, big-breasted Breastford babes...that's the DEAL! UUUH! AH! UUUUH! FUCK!"

Brooke had had an annoyed expression strewn across her face, but that quickly subsided as she felt another quick burst of energy coming from her coach.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhh!" Brooke moaned.

As quickly as it had come, his energy now began to leave him and his humping died down. The two breathed heavy as his dick pulsed and throbbed inside her without moving. After a minute or so, Coach Dick started to slowly fuck her again.

"That's a good girl, Brooke..." Coach Dick moaned as his eyes scanned her gorgeous body. "Just lay there and feel my strong, POWERFUL cock...like a good big-titty virgin..."

"Oh God..." Brooke moaned, a bored tone in her voice. "I don't think I want to be here all night."

"Yeah?" the coach said in between humps. "Well...I could...uh...use some more...motivation!"

His glance darted down to her hands.

"I'm not showing you my tits." Brooke stated, glaring at the coach matter-of-factly.

"Aww, come on, babe..." Coach Dick coaxed. "The sooner I get motivated the sooner this will all be over..."

Brooke let out a frustrated moan. Coach Dick continued to thrust inside her even as she griped.

"OKAY!" Brooke said. "I'll lift up my shirt...but that's it!"

Coach Dick smiled.

"Great!!" he said, his eyes humping her chest already.

He watched Brooke's small hands drop from the "Breastford" lettering strewn across her chest and go to the bottom of her shirt. He could see her nipples were already poking through both her shirt and bra as she began to pull the bottom of her shirt up to her chest. Within a matter of seconds, Brooke had pulled her gym shirt up and over her bountiful bosoms, and they were now on display for her coach encased inside her bra.

Coach Dick's heart raced as he got an eyeful of Brooke Biguns' bra. The busty blonde had been scrunching her shirt up under neck when she felt his cock give a sudden burst of pressure inside her. She yelped in surprise as she felt him throb-harden inside her. She quickly placed her hands over her bra-encased boobs and covered her cleavage from his sight once more.

"Hey...wha-" the coach exclaimed.

"You saw them already." The busty blonde said. "Now finish."

Coach Dick wanted to protest, but he was much too excited to argue; judging by Brooke's actions he was going to fail his own gameplan, so he opted to just play along with the busty blonde tease to salvage any progress he had made.

Brooke looked up at her coach as she kept her hands on her big, bouncing globes. He had the weirdest of expressions on his face. His eyes were closed and his head was swaying every which way; Brooke could tell he was lost in the moment and he was really trying hard.

"Aw! Ohh...fuck!" the coach moaned.

He was so close to cumming. He just needed a little extra push. He opened his eyes and looked down at the busty blonde teen below him, trying to use her as material to get off. His eyes glanced down to her abundant chest and the way those two huge globes of flesh bounced and jiggled in her small hands. Those gargantuan melons dwarfed her hands completely with their sheer size...

"Uhhh..." Brooke moaned.

"Oh fuck!" the coach exclaimed, partly from pleasure and partly from letting go. He forcefully reached down and placed his hands atop Brooke's, trying to squeeze her tits over her hands while he continued to fuck her.

"Coach Dick!" Brooke exclaimed in protest.

The horny coach struggled to get some leeway, but the busty teen had a tight grip on her giant melons and wasn't letting go. He continued to thrust inside her as he tried to remove her small hands from the big-breast picture.

"C'mon...BROOKE!" the coach coaxed. "It's...part...of...the...DEAL!"




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 22



Brooke tried to have things her way, but she knew she couldn't keep this up. She was much too tired to fend off the coach's advances, and she opted to finally let him have his way.

"UGH!" she proclaimed. "FINE!"

She pulled her hands away, and Coach Dick suddenly found his fingers caressing the cups of her highly sought-after bra.

"FUCK YES!! Ohhhhhuhhhhh..." the coach moaned as his fingers trailed to the tops of her breasts. He rested them on the exposed parts of her boobs, while his palms took over caressing her bra cups. With her full tits in hand her busty glory was his once again. "Yeah...that's it, baby...that's what I'm talking about...your tits are so fucking BIG!"

Brooke craned her head up and looked toward the ceiling.

"Ohhhhhh.....God...." she said, rolling her eyes.

"Big, juicy DDD breasts...fuck yeah! You have a beautiful rack, baby!" the coach said. With renewed enthusiasm he began to slide his dick in and out of her...fast. Brooke found herself moaning and yelping once more.

"Uhh...Uhhhhhh...uhhhh..." Brooke moaned, her rack bouncing in her coach's hands as he fucked her.

"Yeah...that's it, Brooke..." Coach Dick moaned. "Be a good girl and let me squeeze your big busty gazongas while I take your virginity..."

Brooke felt his cock throb and harden insider her hard and fast. It caused her to moan loudly, and she knew that was exactly what Coach Dick wanted. She could feel she was on the verge of screams...and it looked like Coach Dick might get his wish. He was thrusting into her hard, using her to jack himself off. The feel of her huge tits in his hands had made him a renewed man, and revitalized his lustful urges. Her tits were bouncing wildly in his hands as he gave her hard and fast and powerful thrusts...he was trying to shove more of his cock in her.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhh......" he moaned as three quarters of his cock finally dove into her warm depths.

Brooke yelped and then bit her bottom lip as he penetrated her. It was as though a small explosion had gone off in her vagina. His cock had grown more and more powerful, and each thrust she had to struggle to hold back screams.

"Ohhh....fuuuuck...." Coach Dick moaned. "Yeahhhh! It's almost all the way in, baby!"

"Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!" the busty blonde yelped, a few moans escaping her lips.

Coach Dick was using all his force to try and fuck her as hard as he could. He wanted his entire dick to taste her, and the way things were going it looked like he might actually succeed.

"Yeah!" Coach Dick said. "That's it, you busty babe! Take my hard cock! Take it, Brooke! Take it Brooke! TAKE IT BROOKE!"

"Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh...Uh! UH! UH! UH!!!"

Coach Dick was overjoyed as he heard Brooke's screams take an orgasmic turn. Her screaming out in that way was like music to his ears, and her giant jugs in his hands were like basketballs he could bounce. It turned him on that he could be the only man to hear those screams and make her big basketball breasts bounce.

"Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh...Uh! UH! UH! UH!!! UHH!!!"

Brooke was moaning out of her control. She couldn't believe how showing Coach Dick her bra and letting him touch it had changed things so much. It was like his cock had grown stronger and more powerful with each and every thrust, and each time he clamped his hands over her tits and squeezed her big globes she could feel it throb violently insider her...against her. It was like he had become a totally different man with a totally different cock...a much bigger, more powerful one. She wasn't certain when the sensations she'd been feeling had changed from pain to pleasure, but her subconscious was certain that she was not against it. Coach Dick wasn't as bad a man as she thought...

She opened her eyes wide as a new sensation struck her -- both pain and pleasure simultaneously...and lots of it. She breathed in and didn't let it go as she lied there, shocked...

The horny coach whooped and hollered as he had finally managed to stuff his entire cock inside her. Brooke gasped and she stared off blankly as she felt his tip pursing against her innermost parts. She stared off in disbelief letting out small, barely audible moans of surprise as her coach began using his entire length to fuck her now; reaping the spoils of breaking down her entire virgin barrier.

"OHHHHHHHHH FUCK YES!!!" Coach Dick bellowed triumphantly. "Fuck yes, Brooke! My entire cock is inside your tight, virgin pussy!! Fuck yeah, take it you big-titted babe! Take it Brooke! Feel my massive boner inside you and my hands squeezing your titanic-sized hooters baby fuck yeah!!"

Brooke was still in shock. Coach Dick's hands were massaging and squeezing her big tits as he repeatedly shoved his entire cock inside her. On the surface, she wasn't sure how she should be feeling...but she knew her subconscious was about to catch up to her.

"Yeah you busty babe!" Coach Dick yelled. "I can feel your big, bouncy basketball-boobs in my hands! Bouncing......jiggling....34DDDs...all that large-breasted glory...ALL MINE FUCK YEAH!"

Brooke snapped out of her daze in a flash. She could feel the tip of his cock in a place she'd never felt it before; his entire dick throbbed and pulsed powerfully inside her. She could tell she was on the verge of screaming.

"FUCK YES!!" Coach Dick shouted as his hands clamped down around Brooke's giant jiggling jugs. "My cock is so fucking HARD! Take it, Brooke! Fuck...your tits are so big and BUSTY! They're like big, soft balloons...your big boobs are so amazing! Take my hard cock while I squeeze your 34DDDs baby!!"

"Uhh..." Brooke moaned. "Uhhh......................Uhhh..................Uhhh...................Uhhhhh................Uhhhhh..................Uhhh!.....................Uh!..................Uh!...............Uh!............UH!............UH!............UH!............UH!.....UH!.....UH!.....UH! UH! UH! UH! UHH! UHH! UHHH! UHHHH! UHHHH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UHHHHHHHHHH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! UH!!!"

"YES!!" Coach Dick shouted triumphantly as he gave Brooke some fast, consecutive victory thrusts. "Oh my God yes! Your huge gazongas are bouncing and jiggling in my hands!"

"UH!!! UH!!! UHHHHHH!!!" Brooke moaned, her tits being fondled and her vagina being de-virginized. She bit her lip and tried her best to hold back her screams of pleasure, but it was difficult to do so with Coach Dick's big, hard, throbbing cock inside her. He was fucking her hard and fast, threatening to rip her apart.

"Oh...my God..." Coach Dick moaned, his cock pulsing deep inside his busty student. "Tight, virgin pussy...those big, beautiful tits...so soft...look at those babies bounce! They're gonna make me bust a nut!"

"Uhh!" Brooke moaned in response. "UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!"

She was moaning and taking loud, deep breaths as the horny coach continued to speak while he fucked her.

"You're gonna make me cum, Brooke! You and your huge, massive tits yeeeaaahhhh! Oh fuuuuuuuuck....here it cuuuuuuuuums....ah! Here it comes, baby...ARE YOUR BIG BOOBS READY?!"

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Coach Dick quickly pulled out from Brooke's wet, ravaged cunt. Brooke felt her lips being rubbed by the bottom of his cock as he pushed his length passed them. She was breathing hard and trying to catch her breath as the horny coach craned his dick upward from between her thighs, using her crotch to keep it elevated so as not to take his hands off her big tits.

"Oh...........fuck! I'm gonna shoot all over your 34DDDs!! TAKE IT, BROOKE!!" the coach yelled.

The busty blonde barely had any time to recover, as a second later she felt her stomach being pelted by hot cumshots as the overly excited coach finally fired off his prick-pistol.

"SHOOTING!" Coach Dick bellowed loudly. "UH! OH FUCK!! FIRING IT OFF ALL OVER YOU BROOKE!! YEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHH YOU BIG TITTY BABE!!! ALL OVER YOUR BUSTY BODY!!!"

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as he fired shot after shot of his seed on to her stomach. She flinched with each shot as they were so strong and powerful that it felt like she was being pelted by pebbles at incredible speeds...even though they had a long way to go before hitting her. "UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!"

The first few shots pooled around her belly button and left it wet and sticky. After one or two more had hit her in the stomach she felt the next three or four hit the middle section of her chest right below her full, jutting rack. Coach Dick was trying to hit her boobs even though his hands were still on them.

The horny coach had a look of pleasure, hard work, and relief on his face as he sunk his fingers into her boobs roughly and tried to shoot them with his rapidly-firing cock.

"FUCK YEAHHHHH!" the coach shouted as he came all over his busty student. "SHOOTING ALL OVER YOU BROOKE! SQUEEZING YOUR BIG, JUICY HOOTERS BABY FUCK YEAHHHH! AH! AH! AH! SO...MUCH...BOOBMEAT!"

Brooke craned her neck as the horny coach desperately tried to aim his shots just a little bit higher, so as to glaze her big boobs in his cum. But luckily for her she felt his shots growing weaker and weaker, and soon his "shooting" and "firing" had been reduced to oozing and dripping.

"Awwwwww fuuuuuuuck...." The coach moaned. "Yeeeeaaaaahhhh, baby..."

Brooke now let out a breath and relaxed as she felt the coach loosen his grip on her giant bra-encased beauties, the last of his seed dripping out of his spent cock. She breathed and sighed in relief as she realized it was all over and she had made it through without getting any cum on her breasts or face.

Coach Dick had loosened his grip on her tits, but he still had his hands on them as he continued to play with them.

"Oh...my God..." Coach Dick moaned, coming down from his climax as he fondled her big globes. "That was fucking amazing."

Brooke breathed heavy, causing her rack to move up and down with her chest. She could see a small glimmer of excitement in her coach's eyes as he stared down at the heaving rack in his hands.

"Wow...Brooke..." the coach said as his fingers dove into her breast-flesh and squeezed the big orbs. "Goddamn...those are some huge, nut-busting hooters baby! You Breastford babes really know how to grow some big, juicy melons!"

Brooke wasn't saying anything as she steadily caught her breath; Coach Dick using her boobs as toys as he bounced and jiggled them in his hands.

"Look at those babies!" the coach went on. "Look at the size of that bra -- 34DDD! Those big jugs look like they are ready to burst! Big boobs, Brooke! Yeah! Do it, you big-titted babe! Bust that bra wide open! Bust it, baby!"

Brooke now realized that even though he had climaxed, Coach Dick was not yet relaxed. His body was still tensed up, and she feared thing weren't over just yet.

"Yeahhhhhh...." The coach moaned. "That would be awesome...your big tits busting through that bra...seeing those nipples ohhhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh....."

Brooke faltered in her breathing for a moment, but she was soon able to relax as Coach Dick truly relaxed himself now and he finally pulled his hands off her bra-clad tits. She breathed in relief as her boobs were able to breathe a little better, and she soon felt the coach's hands traveling down the sides of her body and resting on her waist.

She looked up at him as his moaning came to a close and he let out a sigh of relief. She, too, let out a sigh. She was finally able to relax in peace.

She saw her coach's eyes open once more, and they locked on to her bra-clad chest. She then heard his speech revitalize itself as he made an exclamation.

"BIG BOOBS BROOKE YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!"

The busty blonde flung her head back in surprise and opened her eyes in shock as the spent coach fired another shot of jizz at her. This time his shooting bypassed her stomach entirely and went straight for her chest. She felt the top of her right breast get hit, and jizz splattered across the entire jug and into her cleavage.

Coach Dick thrusted his cock against her crotch as he fired his next shot; his eyes glued to the melon he just hit, watching it ripple and jiggle from the impact.

"FUCK YEAH YEAH YEAH!" the coach shouted as he redirected his next shot.

Brooke gasped as she felt her bra get hit by his seed, specifically the left cup; the giant jug beneath it jiggling from the sheer force. This happened twice more, her cups being pelted by cumshots, as the lustful coach hit his targets: her bra-clad nipples. They had been jutting through the material of her bra all day, pointing at him...teasing him. Now it was time they got what they deserved.

Brooke felt one of her pointy buds get hit, and the cum splattered over the top so that she could feel moisture on the tops of her breasts. She was breathing heavy, but that was only causing her rack to take more of the shots head-on.

"UH!" she moaned. "UH! UH! UH! UH! UHH!"

Her moaning slowed to a close as the coach finally ceased his firing. The last of his jizz seeped out from the tip and drizzled down his length as he breathed and sighed above her.

"Fuck yes......fuck yeah, Brooke...." He breathed.

"Ugh..." Brooke said as she tried to wipe the cum from her chest with her hand.

"Those tits can really take cumshots!" Coach Dick said. "Fuck yeah, Brooke...I can't believe I managed to shoot all over your big, heaving tits!"

"You're a jerk." Brooke said, propping herself up on her elbows. "I can't believe I agreed to this."

The couch made squeaking noises as she tried to sit up. She had man yogurt all over her upper body, and she wanted to clean herself up as quick as she could.

Coach Dick moved back as she sat up. He hurriedly moved in response to her movement with his spent dick in hand; trying to allow her some room to move.

"Hey relax..." he said as he draped his legs to the floor and sat down properly. "It was an accident."

"Yeah, right..." Brooke muttered as she looked around for something to clean up with. She glanced over at her coach, sitting down on the couch with his spent dick in both hands as though trying to hide it. She could tell he was insecure about his outward appearance, and that probably went double for him at the moment; what with the situation he now found himself in.

She found that she had to stop herself from giggling. For all his buffoonery she had to admit that a part of the blame rested on her own shoulders. After all, it was she and Brittany who had sought him out; and at every turn in their relationship it was the two of them that had dictated the terms and conditions. Brittany would be standing in this spot next, and as Brooke looked to the insecure man on the couch holding his limp penis in hand it was hard to believe that the two of them would be having sex.

These thoughts and more brewed in the busty blonde's mind as she searched for something to clean up with. She watched as her coach got up and responded to her actions by going to his desk and reaching into one of the drawers. She noted how he avoided eye contact with her and tried to hide his insecurity for the time being. Again, she had to stop herself from giggling; and as he handed her a towel as politely as he could she had to admit to herself that he was a very cute guy.

After cleaning up, she walked to the floor over her panties and pulled them up her legs. She did the same thing with her shorts, and shortly after that she was pulling her gym shirt back down over her abundant chest...with some difficulty, of course. As soon as her bountiful chest was fully covered she stood up straight and began fixing her bra, a small smile creeping across her face as she caught glimpses of the distraught coach trying to hide himself from her.

"This bra is ruined." She said, seemingly out of the blue.

"Umm....I'll buy you a new one." The coach responded, now fully clothed.

"Uh, you'll buy me two." The blonde stated matter-of-factly.

"Alright." Coach Dick said, stepping forward so the two of them stood face-to-face. "Two it is."

"AND..." Brooke added. "You'll give me the money to do so."

Coach Dick initially put a mock look of surprise on his face, but he quickly changed it back to its normal look when the blonde glared at him.

"Okay." The coach said. "I can't put anything passed you, can I?"

"No way, mister." Brooke said, brushing passed him as she headed for the door. For whatever reason, she intentionally flaunted her ass at him as she did so. She knew he was staring.

As she opened the door she turned to look at him one more time. He had an awkward look on his face.

"Bye." She said, waving as she disappeared.

"Bye." Coach Dick said after the door had closed. A moment later his entire body went limp as he collapsed comfortably.

* * * * * * * *

Coach Blue could see his breath on the window pane as he viewed the street outside. There was nary a woman to be seen, and the fact only made him more aware of his own loneliness. It was fitting.

Just as he was thinking that his wife approached him from behind. He suddenly felt her hands dart toward the front of his body and rub his chest. He could feel her jelly-like body pressing up against his, and he had to keep himself from doing anything drastic; such as pushing her away and sprinting toward the door.

"Hey you." She said into his ear. "It's so nice having you home. I'm so glad your after-school practice sessions have been cut short."

"I don't know, Laura." The coach sighed. "I just feel like things are not going the way that I planned. Nothing's going my way."

Laura responded to his sigh by talking over his shoulder.

"What do you mean?" she said to him. "You have a new assistant, which means less work for you to do...and more time to spend at home with your beautiful wife."

Coach Blue rolled his eyes as his wife continued with her deluded speech.

"The way I see it, things are going better for you now than they ever have been. In fact, this is the first good thing that's happened to us since we got here."

"Us?" Coach Blue asked.

Laura nodded.

The coach simply stared out through the window. That was so typical of Laura to speak as if what was best for her was best for them both. He dared not say that, however. He felt that keeping her around for the sole purpose of cheating on her with beautiful teenage girls was a great way to exact his revenge on her for so many years of torment and deceit.

"Besides," Laura continued. "Now you don't have to spend all day with those plastic, made-up Barbie dolls and their unnatural offspring. When I think about all those girls in that gym of yours with their physically enhanced bodies and tits that are WAY..."

"I gotta go!" Coach Blue said, trying to hide his erection as he stepped awkwardly to the side. Laura's hands slid along the side of his body for a moment as he weaseled his way around her.

"Go?" Laura asked. "But...wh-"

"Running." The coach said. "I might be a little late. Don't wait up."

He heard Laura speak just as he was opening the door, but he did not care to listen as he walked out and the door closed behind him.

Outside, he immediately sprinted down the drive and along the sidewalk. When he felt he was a good distance from his home...and his wife...he slowed his pace to a comfortable jog. His heart was racing as though he was a child running from a larger monster of sorts.

Running helped to calm his raging emotions, and that helped to better control the sexual urges he'd been having since coming to Breastford. Those sexual urges had been creeping up on him recently with the absence of the busty duo, and most other Breastford women, from his life. There had even been an occasion or two in which he had almost succumbed to his wife's advances, but thankfully Gretchen was more than willing to lend him a hand (so to speak).

Aside from having to dodge his wife he had just let split the two greatest things that had ever happened to him: Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust. He had been meaning to approach the two busty teens lately, but found that he'd not yet received the opportunity. It seemed that each time he wanted to approach them they were nowhere to be found.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 22



Even if he could get Brooke and Brittany alone simply to talk there was no guarantee they wouldn't be interrupted by Coach Dick, or even that he could not overhear. If that meddlesome enemy of his ever caught wind of what he had done with the two busty beauties he was certain Coach Dick would have him kicked out of Breastford for good, he knew him to be the type of man that didn't hesitate.

He had literally blown things with Paula and Natalie. And while it didn't seem to blow over all too well Coach Blue had to admit that he was grateful for the time they had spent together, as well as the opportunity to have a threesome with two busty MILFs such as Paula Swanson and Natalie Knockers.

His mind began to race as he remembered Paula...and her blue concoction. Coach Dick had had that same concoction upon his arrival here in Breastford, he was sure of it. How could he have obtained it if Paula had not given it to him herself? And he had gulped down the stuff as though one bottle was simply a drop in the bucket...

Coach Blue had no idea how the new coach had managed to obtain such a treasure or why, but one thing he was certain of was that Coach Dick was beginning to feel the effects of this buxom community already...judging by his constant disappearances and overall seclusion. He remembered how difficult it had been for himself to function, and even if Coach Dick had an unlimited supply of the magic juice there was no getting around that initial speed bump.

The more he thought about it the more he realized that both he and Dick were in the same boat. While they were both essentially free to bask in Breastford they each had their own obstacles to overcome. Granted, his own obstacles were much larger than the newcomer's...but he really only himself to blame for that.

"Myself..."

Coach Blue shuttered as a scary thought entered his mind: Had he paved the way for Coach Daniel Dick?

He quickly shook the thought from his mind and tried to focus. While Coach Dick could have the edge on him in terms of Paula, Natalie, and the rest of the Cantaloupe Committee he knew that the tables had been turned on the other end of the court. He knew that there was no possible way Coach Dick could hold the edge when it came to the real prizes -- Brooke, Brittany, the other young bombshells in town...and especially the ultimate prize of Nina Knockers.

Coach Blue smiled to himself as he thought of the things he had done with the busty duo of Brittany and Brooke. He had fulfilled many a fantasy with them...and yet he was still trying to fulfill many more. When it came to that subject, there was no possible way Coach Dick could beat him to the punch. Even if he had an unlimited supply of Paula's concoction there was no chance his new assistant could succeed in bedding both Brittany and Brooke before him. With the amount of time he had invested in those two girls there was no way Coach Dick could fulfill his fantasies with them before he could.

There were so many fantasies...he could remember the double blowjob they had given him, all over him as they battled over his manhood...then shooting his sperm all over them...

Yet even with all he had done there was still one sexy fantasy he couldn't believe he had yet to try. It was, arguably, his biggest one. Or, at least it had recently become his biggest one. He had jerked off many a time to it ever since Paula and Natalie had introduced it to him in the shower, and he felt certain it was every titman's dream...their ultimate fantasy. He felt sure men had even died trying to fulfill it, or searching for a place like Breastford in which to fulfill it in. It was something few men had even realized; it was the ever-elusive double-titfuck.

Such a fantasy could only be fulfilled with two beautiful, busty babes like Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust. Coach Blue could hardly imagine performing that feat with anyone else. He felt saddened as he realized he'd had the opportunity on more than one occasion to bring that idea to fruition. He'd been so close, but sadly he had let it slip from his grasp.

Coach Blue had to bring his fleeting mind to a halt as he thought he heard someone call his name. He saw a figure up ahead waving at him, as he drew nearer he saw that it was Gretchen. He made a beeline for her as she waved him in.

"What are you doing?" Gretchen asked when he finally reached her.

"Just...out for a jog." The coach said as he caught his breath.

"Oh. Fun." Gretchen replied. "Wanna come inside and have some real fun?"

"I...er...I can't." Coach Blue said, shockingly. "I have to finish my workout. Gotta stay in shape, you know."

"Oh...right." Gretchen said with a slight frown. "Of course. Well...um...what's up?"

"Not a lot." Coach Blue answered.

The two fidgeted as they searched for something to say. Things were beginning to get awkward.

"Are you sure you don't want to have some fun?" Gretchen asked in a small pleading tone. "We could go out for a drive..."

Coach Blue smiled and let out a small chuckle.

"I'm positive." He said. "But listen...there is something I wanted to ask you."

"Oh..." Gretchen said. "Sure."

"The other day Coach Dick mentioned that he had gotten some kind of drink from your mom. Do you know what it was?"

Gretchen's eyes grew wide for a moment. Coach Blue was looking at her intensely, awaiting her answer.

"No...uhh...well, yeah..." the brunette stammered. "I mean, I know what it is. It's...just an energy drink. You know about those, right?"

"Yeah," Coach Blue said, completely aware of Gretchen's lie. "How come she never let me try any?"

Gretchen fidgeted a little more.

"I don't know..." Gretchen said. She thought for a moment, and then quickly threw something in. "But if you want I can get you some!"

"What?" Coach Blue asked.

"Nothing!" Gretchen said quickly, biting her lip. "Hey...coach? Have you seen Brooke or Brittany lately?"

Coach Blue answered in a casual tone.

"No." he said. "I usually see them hanging around outside, but I haven't been able to er...I haven't seen them around lately. I guess they aren't as dedicated as I thought."

"Yeah..." Gretchen said, awkwardly.

"Well look." Coach Blue said. "It's getting late, I should probably head home."

"Yeah...me too." Gretchen responded. "I uhh...I just remembered I have something I need to do."

"Okay." Coach Blue said. "I'll see you at practice."

"Bye." Gretchen said, turning around to leave quickly.

Coach Blue watched as she walked away. The sun was already beginning to set as his mind went blank for the first time that evening. Sweat poured over his body as he took a few steps and sped his pace to a gradual jog. Rather than going home, he decided that he needed more time to think...and more time away from his fat cow of a wife. With that in mind, he took off running down the street once more.

When he had gone a few houses down he decided to keep going, and he resumed running in the direction of the setting sun. He ran down the entire block and crossed the street. Along the way he passed a vehicle, but he paid it no attention as he continued his workout.

In the front seat of that vehicle Natalie Knockers and her daughter Nina were refuting each other's company. An awkward and tense silence had overcome them as only an argument between mother and daughter could produce.

Natalie had seen Coach Blue running. She hadn't given him much thought (she never did), and had instead focused on the situation at hand: the one involving her suddenly silent daughter next to her in the passenger's seat.

Nina sat there with her arms crossed over her abundant and generous chest, her head pressed against the cool window pane of her mother's car...watching houses and street lights and trees and grass zoom passed them as they drove by.

Natalie pulled into their driveway and they began exiting the vehicle. The only sounds coming from their home at the moment were the jingling of Natalie's keys as she took her purse in hand, the slamming of her car doors, and the outdoor workings of their air conditioned home as the two women walked toward the door at different intervals.

Nina walked in first, and was soon followed by her mother. Natalie pulled the key from the doorknob and shut the door behind her from the inside. She opened her mouth to speak, and tried to keep her voice as calm as possible.

"Well?" she said.

"Well what?" Nina responded. "I have nothing to say, mother."

"Well you must have something to say..." Natalie said.

"What am I supposed to say?? You're trying to make me quit the basketball team!"

"I'm not asking you to quit." Natalie responded. "I'm just asking you to fulfill your duties to the committee."

Nina gazed at her mother sternly.

"And how am I supposed to do that without quitting?"

"Nina, sooner or later you are going to have to devote yourself to this full time."

"This is insane..." Nina proclaimed. "This is insane, you know it is. I haven't even been inducted yet!"

"Yes, well the committee changed its mind."

"And I'm supposed to just...accommodate that? Just drop what I'm doing and report for duty?"

"Yeah." Natalie said, matter-of-factly.

There was a calm silence between the two as the storm between them began to die down. Each woman just stood there absorbing the other's presence trying to decide what to say...afraid of what might be said next.

Nina crossed her arms and gazed at her mother with intent.

"I just don't believe you." She said. "After all those years of being strong-armed by the committee to do what they want you are trying to do the same thing to me."

Natalie's eyes went wide. Her daughter was really starting to get on her nerves.

"No, this is nothing like that. Nina...you are quitting the basketball team and that's final!"

"There's nothing right about this, and you know it." Nina said.

"Nina..." Natalie spoke, but she was interrupted by her daughter.

"If you and the committee want me off the team so badly...you are going to have to get Coach Blue to kick me off."

Natalie tried to think of something to say, but nothing came out of her mouth but befuddlement. She stared after her daughter, her arms crossed over her huge rack, as she made her way out of the room.

Once she was gone Natalie took some time to reflect on what had just happened. She sat down and put her hands to her temples as her mind raced.

Her daughter had always had more ambition than the average teenage girl. She had every right to be rebellious...but Natalie had assumed that those ambitious qualities of hers would have died down as she grew into womanhood. She had not raised her to be that way, and could not remember a time in her own life when she had deliberately disobeyed her own mother.

On the other hand, Nina was definitely not like the other girls in Breastford. Natalie was all too aware of that. She had started to develop much earlier than the other girls, and by age thirteen it became apparent that they would never quite reach the heights that Nina would ascend to. In just a few short years Nina had surpassed most of the adult women in bust size, and she was viewed as a goddess among the youth. Natalie had had to bear the burden of Nina gradually catching up to her own cup size...and then watching her surpass it. Nina had never tried on one of her bras, but Natalie knew that if she had she would probably burst it apart at the cups.

Recently, however; this trend was not one that Natalie had to sit idly by and watch by her lonesome. Several of the other women in town, including some on the committee, had confessed to seeing a drastic change in their daughters' bra sizes. Women were finding their daughters' old bras cast aside in favor of newer, bigger upgrades. This had become a reoccurring discussion at their meetings.

It seemed that even though the girls had reached the age in which their breasts should stop having such sudden growth spurts their bodies were simply not adhering to those rules. Breastford women did not show signs of aging until the age of fifty; forty at the very least, but at the rate this new generation was developing their bodies were either going to be worn out by age thrity...or...

Natalie turned her thoughts back to her own personal issues, and to Nina. If anyone should be worried, it was her. Nina had developed better and quicker than anyone Natalie had ever seen. It was as though Nina's body had set the example for all the other girls to follow. They were eager to catch her, but Natalie knew that it was going to be a disappointing chase. There was nary a woman, young or old, that could catch her daughter. She had made her peace with that. But why wouldn't Nina be interested in joining the committee?

She had to admit that there was a lot she did not understand about Nina. She couldn't understand her obsession with basketball, for instance. What was so great about bouncing a ball up and down a court? She couldn't understand her fascination with the unknown. She was always so quick to stare someone down until she understood them, or try something new again and again until she was familiar with it. It had been like that ever since she was a little girl.

Natalie could recall moments when Nina had tried new food, played a new game, or attempted a new sport; and somehow she always managed to come out on top...even if she did not particularly enjoy those new experiences. She either liked it or didn't, but either way she was familiar with it. It was something she had mastered, and she had managed to master quite a few things; more than Natalie could even imagine. It was as though Nina had her entire life figured out, and yet she was still so confused. Natalie could see it in her. It shown in her eyes. It shown in her speech. It shown in almost everything she did. It was like everything Nina did was just something small and insignificant to her, and yet she defended those things and was unwilling to let them go; they were part of something much bigger.

Nina should have been campaigning to secure a position within the committee. She should have been networking with the right people. She should have been using her natural gifts to obtain the things that all Breastford women wanted and struggled to obtain. It was difficult for Natalie to catch even the smallest glimpse of Nina's mindset.

Natalie placed her hands on her head as she felt a headache coming on. All this pondering was beginning to take its toll, and it was very unnecessary. Nina was going to join the committee ahead of schedule, and Evelyn could no longer hold these things over her. She hadn't quite persuaded Nina to quit the team, but she had convinced the committee that Nina's induction alone would hurt her position as basketball team captain. With all of those new responsibilities it was going to be difficult for even Nina to handle them all, and Coach Blue was going to have no choice but to cope or get rid of his star player. Either way, he was going to lose momentum; and any type of leeway he had managed to garner from the other girls would soon be lost.

Natalie shook her head. She and Steven Blue had not always seen eye to eye, but she had to admit she was a bit saddened at the committee's decision to let him go. She now saw the true reason for bringing Coach Dick to Breastford. It wasn't to assist Coach Blue, but to replace him. Her mind told her this was the right decision, but her heart told her something different. She tried to shake the thoughts from her head as she got up and began walking to her bedroom. On the way she passed the restroom. She could hear Nina inside, preparing to shower. As she stepped into her bedroom and thought of her daughter, a much different feeling crept over her -- a good, positive one.

She couldn't help but think one final thought as she began settling in for the night: Nina was a fully capable young woman; and no matter what happened she was certain Nina would find a way to accomplish all her goals and achieve everything she wanted.

* * * * * * * *

Samantha stood there staring at the large fountain in the middle of Madeline's chambers. She had always been fascinated by it; but today she was even more fascinated for some reason. She crept up on it and peered into it, staring into the crisp, clean water. Her reflection stared back at her, and she screwed her face up in disgust.

She touched her cheeks, and watched her reflection mirror her movements in the water. Her fat, sausage-like fingers rubbed her chubby cheeks for a moment before she pressed her palm against her cheek flat. She could smell a weird smell emanating from her hand, and she wondered if her entire body smelled that way.

Some moisturizing lotion could go a long way towards making herself desirable -- just like Madeline. A little perfume and she herself could have three gorgeous studs to play with...all three of them begging her to let them have sex with her -- the most beautiful woman in Breastford.

She could feel herself becoming flustered as she thought of those three superhot beefcakes; their big muscles rippling next to her as she stared down at their reflections in the water. She imagined touching them; her fingers dancing along their muscular bodies and feeling them harden under her womanly caresses. She imagined gripping their huge, powerful cocks and stroking one in each hand while the third stud stuffed it into her from behind. She imagined sucking on two beautiful, studly cocks while she was being fucked...and then she imagined all three beefcakes beating her face with their massive dicks; their bulging biceps and triceps and pecs and other muscles flexing above her like eye candy as the three beautiful men begged her to let them cum.

"Samantha...you are the most beautiful woman in Breastford!" She could hear them say.

"Paula and Natalie are nothing when compared to you. They are hideous hags and you are a sexy goddess among women..."

"You're such a babe...you leave us wanting..."

She had longed to hear those words for so long. She put her palms down over the edge of the fountain and stared at the reflection of the three men in the water.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "You hunks are soooo HOTT!! Your muscles are so big...your bodies are so hard...look at those abs...! Take me you hunks! Take me!"

But her fantasy was brought to a halt as she heard her name being called. She quickly whipped around to face the direction of the shouting.

"Over here!" she shouted back. "I'm over here!"

The doors to Madeline's chambers opened and Madeline soon walked in. She had a stern look on her face as she stepped toward her grotesque servant with a purpose in every step.

"I...I just wanted to let you know you have a visitor." Samantha said.

"A visitor?" Madeline responded. "Is that all you have to say? You interrupted by nightly bathing with my bath boys for a visitor?"

"I...uhh..." Samantha stammered. "Er...yes. I think it's someone you might be interested in speaking with. Gretchen Swanson is here to see you."

Madeline's eyes lit up as she took a brush and ran it through her damp hair.

"Really..." she said. "Well, I daresay you are right about that. Give me ten minutes, and then send her in."

Samantha nodded, and then walked out of the room. She made her way down the hall, passing the Committee meeting room along the way, and headed toward the stairs. She stepped quickly down them and found herself in the living area. She made her way through one more room and was at the door, where Gretchen was waiting. The pouty brunette had her arms crossed over her size D chest. Samantha scowled at her in jealousy as she approached.

"Madeline will see you now." She said.

"It's about time." Gretchen replied as she stepped with Samantha.

The two shared no more conversation as Samantha led Gretchen back the exact way she had come. A few minutes later they were standing at the foot of Madeline's door, and not long after that the door was opening and Samantha was leading the young brunette inside.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 22



"Thank you, Samantha." Madeline said as she approached the two. "You may leave us now."

"Yes, Miss." Samantha said. She gave Gretchen one more scowl before walking back out through the door and shutting it behind her.

Inside, the room grew silent for a moment as Samantha exited. Gretchen stepped toward Madeline and spoke.

"You lied." She said. "You said that if I went along with your plans then Coach Blue would be all mine. But he's still as uninterested in me as ever!"

Madeline looked at Gretchen with eyes that said she was nothing but business.

"I told you I would help you, and that's exactly what I have done. Since Daniel's coming to Breastford your dear Coach Blue has had little to no contact with anyone but you. Am I right?"

"That's not true!" Gretchen replied. "Nina told me that he and our mothers had a private meeting. What about that?"

"Yes, well...there's little to be done about favors between friends." Madeline offered.

"Look..." Gretchen said, stomping her foot lightly. "I have a part in this, and I want-"

Madeline interrupted her.

"I know perfectly well what you intend." She said, shutting Gretchen up. "What you must understand is that this idea, this...this immediate gratification is hardly noteworthy. Don't forget my dear, there's still a ways to go before you've fulfilled anything."

"I...don't...care!" Gretchen exclaimed.

Madeline shook her head.

"That's enough." She stated. "Since you have proven to be of greater aid to me than most of my girls I will overlook your little outburst. And since we are on the subject I feel I should bring up the situation with your friend Nina."

"What about her?" Gretchen asked.

"She is a threat to us both." Madeline said. "She alone holds the ability of enticing your generation. If she's allowed to continue as she is I have no doubt Steven Blue will regain his former status."

Gretchen contemplated for a moment. Madeline was saying that Nina's queen-like status among her friends would keep girls swarming to Coach Blue simply because Nina respected him. With that in mind, it seemed that no matter how hard she tried to hoard him for herself she would never quite accomplish her goal. And while Nina showed no interest in Coach Blue whatsoever, she wasn't sure he showed the same disinterest in Nina. He'd already proven himself easily seduced by the likes of Brooke and Brittany...

If only Nina wasn't so bent set on keeping him as a coach...

"There is one thing I can do." Madeline said, interrupting Gretchen's thoughts.

"What?" the brunette asked, intrigued.

She watched as Madeline walked to the other side of the room and pulled a chalice off the shelf. She then walked over to the fountain in the middle of the room and dipped the chalice in it, filling it with the fountain's waters.

"Drink this." Madeline said, walking over to Gretchen. "It will help to accentuate your true beauty."

"I...I will." Gretchen said. "You know...my mother, she has-"

"It is much more powerful at its source." Madeline interrupted. "Drink."

Gretchen paused for a moment, then without hesitating she downed the entire contents of the cup. She handed it back to Madeline once she was finished with it.

"Thank you." she said.

Madeline took the cup and spoke.

"Now we say goodbye." She said. "But I do hope you'll succeed in your endeavors."

"Yeah, me too." Gretchen said, losing herself in thought. She bid the older woman goodbye, and then unsurely turned to leave. She walked to the door and exited the room, closing the door behind her. Along the way she passed Samantha, and as the two of them crossed paths she saw Samantha give her another jealous leer.

* * * * * * * *

Nina sighed as the warm water poured over her naked body. She could feel her hair beginning to dampen and her skin absorbing every drop as she stood there letting the water cascade all over her glorious body.

She stretched her arms out at her sides so that one hand was on the shower wall and the other was on the glass pane of the shower door. She could feel the cold surfaces hit her palms simultaneously. She spread her legs slightly and tilted her head down so as to let the water hit her hair on the back of her head. She then quickly arched her back and flung her wet hair behind her.

Her big boobs bounced from the motion and came directly into the path of the water. The stream poured over her rack and hit her huge knockers just as she had intended, and she let out another sigh as she watered her big, juicy melons in the shower.

Soon she began lather up. Her hands slid up and down her smooth, gorgeous legs, rubbing...rubbing...

They then moved to the back of her neck and slid around to the front where they followed the magnificent swell of her bountiful bosoms. Her hands rubbed all over her breasts as she lathered them up and cleaned them, letting the warm water cascade over her glory. The water washed away any and all traces of soap, and her naked body came into view once more.

She was sighing again as the water poured over her. She adjusted the knobs so that the water became a little cooler, and then she stood there basking in the relaxing stream.

She closed her eyes so that everything became dark. After several moments of relaxing, she opened her eyes again with the intent of finishing up. As she began her process, however, she noticed everything going dark once more. She opened her eyes as wide as they could go in order to ensure she wasn't falling asleep, but it proved no use. She could see the darkness creeping up on her vision from the outside as though she were shutting her eyes slowly. She had enough time to let out a gasp, and then out of instinct she closed her eyes tight; embracing the unknown.

When nothing happened she sighed, and then she realized that she had been holding her breath for no reason. As she let her breath escape and she began breathing once more she realized, shockingly, that water was no longer pouring over her body.

Frightened, she loosened the grip her eyelids had on her vision. She opened her eyes, and little by little her vision started coming back to her. To her relief, she found that she was not blind. But to her horror...she was no longer standing in the shower of her mother's home.

She quickly covered up her nudity with her hands as best she could. She looked around, and said a silent 'thank God' when she saw that there was not one single person around. She then took the time to try and figure out what was happening.

There was sand beneath her toes...

She was standing on a beach. In front of her was the overwhelming ocean, and she could feel moisture in the sand at her feet. She turned around and saw a vast forest of trees too thick to see through. Around her was nothing but the familiar landscape of a beach, and not a single person in sight.

She stepped forward as though hoping that that one step would wake her from a dream, but it didn't. The air around her was humid, and she could feel sand whipping at her body as small gusts of wind coursed by her; the unsuspecting victim of the ocean spray. She stepped forward again, and with this step she felt the unmistakable sensation of water beneath her foot. Even though the sand beneath her was damp it felt as though she had stepped through a puddle. She looked down and saw that the tide had gathered around the flat of her dainty foot.

What happened next sent her heart racing. The sand she was standing in caved in, and water gushed around her feet as she began sinking. She screamed in surprise and shock as the water now began to engulf her legs. Her scream was cut short, however, as she ceased sinking and began falling...falling into the depths of the ocean.

Nina held her breath as the salty water rushed by her and carried her deep into its depths. She struggled to swim against it, or with it, or anything...but all for naught. When it was all over she found herself enveloped in a dark blue, slowly sinking down into a dark abyss.

Despite the water all around her she knew she was crying. She didn't know how much longer she could hold her breath. After several moments of struggling to hang on to life as hard as she could she finally let her mouth open...in hopes of breathing in any air.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 23



The work day was over, and although he was in no rush to get home he moved in haste out of sheer habit. The past few days had been so routine that he was beginning to grow accustomed to it. As he gathered the things from his desk and put them into his bag he contemplated on paying someone a visit; ultimately he decided against that and opted to save it for another day. As he grabbed his keys and began making his way to the door he was startled to hear a knock coming from the other side. His heart raced as thoughts of who it might be ran through his head. He quickly made his way to the door and opened it to find Nina Knockers standing on the other side.

* * * * * * * *

"I...I don't know." Natalie said. She and Paula had been discussing the circumstances of recent events for the last forty five minutes or so. "It all just happened so fast...it's as though I don't know my own daughter."

Paula walked around the coffee table in the living room and rested her hands on her living room chair. Her elbows locked into place as she leaned over it.

"That happens to us all, I think." She said. "Children change and we are all so reluctant to realize when they have ceased to be children any longer. It might even be true that they have not been children for quite some time."

"You're right." Natalie said as she paced nonchalantly. "My Nina is blossoming into this undeniable woman...I guess it's time I should accept that."

"Good, Natalie." Paula said. "I can assure you there are times when I think I don't know my own daughter at all. Ever since she came back from her trip it's as though she's become a different person."

Natalie turned and sat down.

"Well, you said yourself that our girls change. It's experiences that make it possible for them to do so. Gretchen was away for a while, so isn't it only natural that she would seem like a whole new person?"

"I suppose so." Paula said. "I mean, there is a certain logic to it."

"You know what really gets me is...she was right."

Paula looked at Natalie with curiosity and slight confusion.

"Nina." Natalie said with clarification. "She was right. I faltered. I was threatened and in no time I found myself doing exactly what they wanted me to, instead of doing what I felt was right. I went against everything our committee stands for."  

"You are not to blame here, Natalie." Paula said, reassuring her friend. "Don't forget the committee has been losing its ideals as of late...they are the ones who have lost sight of what we stand for, not you."

"Still..." Natalie said. "Two wrongs don't make a right. I should have known better."

"Yes, you should have." Paula said. "But there is nothing you can do about it now. And, I suppose...I must confess. I haven't exactly been following my heart either."

Natalie looked at Paula now with confusion and curiosity.

"I made Madeline a special batch of StaminaX...against my instincts. It's still in the testing phase and she's...I...who knows what wrongs I may have committed."

Natalie spoke.

"I guess we were both strong-armed. Hasn't it been that way ever since we were inducted?"

Paula nodded as she walked around the chair and sat down in it.

"That's the precise reason you and I have done what we've done for the past eighteen years or so."

The two women sighed as they reached for the mugs atop the coffee table and sipped from them.

"Do you remember when we were girls?" Natalie asked.

"Mm." Paula said as she finished taking a sip of coffee. "How could I forget? You were always the 'star player.'"

"Well...I suppose I did score a few goals on the soccer field." Natalie said. "Kick the ball, score a goal...things were much simpler back then."

"Do you realize that we've almost reached the transition?" Paula asked.

"Oh, I know." Natalie said. "In just a few short years...but who's to say it's actually going to happen?"

"Very true." Paula answered. "And with Madeline running things at the moment who knows what's going to happen anymore."

"I guess only time will tell." Natalie said.

* * * * * * * *

Brooke heard a loud ring. She looked up from the magazine she was reading and glanced at the door of the jewelry shop. She propped herself up from behind the counter and viewed Gretchen as she entered the store.

"Hey." Brooke greeted her.

Gretchen looked around as she leisurely made her way in.

"Hi." She said, looking Brooke in the eye.

"What are you doing here?" the busty blonde asked of her.

"I dunno." Gretchen said. "I guess I was feeling kind of down and I wanted to buy myself something shiny."

Brooke brought her attention back to her magazine.

"You're weird." She said.

Her words resonated with Gretchen. She immediately began burning a hole through the busty store clerk. She viewed her as she had appeared in that video...slutty. She breathed audibly as she found herself disgusted at how Brooke's massive rack was jutting into her halfway-buttoned top. She had her cleavage showing, and the round orbs were threatening to spill free at any moment.

But what really ticked her off was how Brooke had the gall to act as if she didn't know, and still managed to put her down.

"I'm weird?" she said, taking a few steps forward. "What about you?"

Somewhat shocked, Brooke turned her attention to Gretchen once more. Slowly, she moved from her slumped position over the counter to an upright one. She walked around the side and stood in front of it, before Gretchen, with her arms crossed over her heaving chest.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"You're not nearly good enough to be on our first team." Gretchen said. "What did you do?"

"What are you saying?" Brooke asked, her eyebrows furring in anger.

"I know you slept with Coach Blue to get a position on the team." Gretchen accused.

Brooke raised an eyebrow at her brunette friend.

"I've never slept with Coach Blue." She said.

"HA!" Gretchen laughed. "Save it. I know that you and Brittany both have."

Brooked stared at Gretchen with intent. Her eyebrow still raised, she took a few steps toward Gretchen.

"You know," she said with a menacing tone. "Before we all just tolerated you because we knew Nina had your back. But that's not the case anymore, is it? You don't have Nina around to protect you."

Gretchen now took a few steps forward as well. The two were practically touching toes. Ignoring the way Brooke's giant melons were jutting out further than her own pair, she opened her mouth to speak.

"If you think I ever needed protecting, you don't know me at all."

The two were silent for a moment. They were looking at each other with fire in their eyes. Their breaths became more and more heated. Each girl could feel the other's warm exhales; they could feel their tits almost touching.

But beneath it all, Brooke was still stuck pondering over the phrase "slept with Coach Blue."

"You obviously don't need protecting." Brooke said. "You know a lot more than the rest of us, and you've never once said a thing! How many times did you have sex while you were gone?"

"I DIDN'T HAVE SEX!" Gretchen yelled.

Brooke was taken aback by her abruptness.

"Uhhhhhhhhggg!" she said, infuriated. "I can't BELIEVE Nina gave you a guaranteed spot in the Fellowship!"

"I don't care!" Gretchen said. "And it doesn't matter if Nina and I aren't seeing eye to eye at the moment...we're still a lot closer than you ever have been."

A deafening silence now overtook the entire shop. The only sounds that could be heard was the ticking of a clock on the back wall, and the semi-silent sighs of each girl as they struggled to mask their heavy breathing and come down from their high-heated argument. Each girl's words had severely wounded the other, and it seemed as though there was no turning back.

For a second, it looked as though civility would not reign supreme. Gretchen flinched slightly when she saw Brooke take a step back and fix her posture; the motion causing her to naturally arch her back and thrust her chest out. Gretchen feared a breast-off was close at hand.

But fortunately for the brunette, Brooke simply pointed to the door and said "Get out," mirroring what Gretchen had told her as they had crossed paths in Coach Blue's office.

Gretchen thought about belaying that order, but soon her reason caught up to her and she realized there was no chance she could win in a breast-off with Brooke Biguns. She had witnessed Brooke defeating a girl with much bigger tits than her own, and the end result had not been pretty. She ultimately decided that the risk of losing was too great, as the end result would be much uglier this time.

Without saying a word (as she had nothing nice to say), she quietly turned around and made a beeline for the door.

Soon Brooke was listening to the bell again as Gretchen opened the door and exited. She watched Gretchen fade from view, and finally relaxed her out-stretched arm as the ringing bell finished echoing throughout the shop.

* * * * * * * *

"I...er...don't really know what to do here."

Nina's eyes were burning a hole through him. She sat on the other side of his desk with her arms resting on the armrests of the padded chair, her legs crossed nonchalantly, and her massively huge rib balloons taking up all the space they possibly could. They filled her bra completely and stayed within the confines of her outstretched, gray, workout shirt...but Coach Blue was finding it difficult to avert his mind away from the fact that they were filling the entire room.

"What do you mean?" Nina asked, causally. "Isn't this part of your job, I mean, isn't this what you do?"

Coach Blue fiddled with his hands on the other side of the desk. He suddenly felt as though his answers meant something, like he was taking an oral exam or on a witness stand.

"Well...yeah!" he said, as positively as he could. "But, I mean, I haven't really done this in a while. It might take some time to dust off the cobwebs."

"Fine. Whatever." Nina said, rolling her eyes to the side as she crossed her arms over her abundant rack. "Let's just get this over with already."

Coach Blue eyed her cautiously. She had an annoyed expression on her face, and everything about her demeanor said that this was the last place she wanted to be. His gaze dropped from her beautifully annoyed face and followed her neckline all the way down her heaving chest. He eyed her enormous boobs hungrily; like a baby wanting his next meal. Her arms looked comically tiny as they pressed into her titflesh and seemingly struggled to hold them in place comfortably.

"So....erm...how do we...start?" The coach mumbled out loud as his eyes humped her huge hooters. He was frantically searching for her nipples through her top, but her arms saw to it that they were hidden from his view.

"You can start by taking your eyes off my chest." Nina said.

Coach Blue was momentarily surprised. He fumbled in his seat and when his gaze finally met Nina's she was staring at him with omnipotence, yet her annoyed expression remained.

"I...that's not what I was..."

"Save it." Nina said, holding her hand out in a stopping motion. "But from now on, talk to me...not my chest. Okay?"

Coach Blue's mind was somewhat relieved, and it shown in his posture as he seemingly got comfortable in his chair.

"That's...uh...harder than you think..." he said, stopping for a moment to sneak a peek at the tent in his shorts. He was extremely relieved that his desk was shielding it from Nina's sight.

"Hm." Nina said with a sigh. She had her head turned to the side and was hardly paying the coach any attention.

Coach Blue shook his head.

"I don't understand." He said. "You came to me! You came to me wanting to do this thing, and now what? You look like you don't wanna do it at all!"

"I don't!" Nina said with an impatient tone. But after a few moments of silence her tone calmed once more. "I don't. But...it looks like I have to."

Coach Blue sat back in his chair. He let out a sigh as his shoulders slumped and his gaze jumped from Nina's face to her supersized rack.

"Then let's do it." He said, his eyes focused on her melons. "Talk."

Nina sighed. But she opted to speak nonetheless.

"Well...I guess I've sort of been...uh how should I put it? I've sort of been...going through these...moments."

Coach Blue's eyes grew somewhat more wary. He casually put his hands behind his head and leaned back.

"Moments?" he asked.

"Yeah!" Nina said, as though she was happy he was beginning to understand. "Like, weird moments."

"Okay..." Coach Blue said.

Nina shook her head. For a moment she let it hang, but only for a moment. She seemed to perk up as she asked her coach a question.

"Have you ever had a dream...that you thought was so real? "

Coach Blue nodded as he thought back to the dreams he had had of Paula, Natalie, Brooke, Brittany, and even Nina herself whilst with his wife in bed. Those dreams had been some of the realest he had ever felt. But in retrospect they had, in fact, been just dreams.

"Well I've been having these...dreams." Nina continued. "And in these dreams...they're so real! Everything about them! I can smell the air; I can feel it. There's a feeling in the air...this...this feeling of...uhm...familiarity."

"Oh. Okay." Coach Blue said. "Nina, I think I understand. See, dreams take place in your mind. And no one knows your mind like you do. No one knows you better than you. It's common to have dreams where everything feels familiar. I, myself, have had a few involving...er...well, that's not important. The point is-"

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Nina said. "I'm seeing places that I'm sure I've been to before...but, it's like...they don't exist."

Coach Blue sat up to make it seem as though he was interested, but he had no real intention of providing Nina with some actual counseling. As far as he was concerned Nina's words were nothing more than the average rants of a typical teenage girl. He had talked to countless girls who all whined and cried about the most idiotic things, and with the exception of her huge bust Nina Knockers was no exception.

"There's more..." Nina said.

The thoughtful coach pulled his eyes away from Nina's massive chest to look at her once more.

"Oh?" he asked of her.

"Yeah." Nina said, solemnly. "I'm seeing things that I shouldn't be seeing. Things no one should be seeing. Things involving the people around me."

Coach Blue no longer had to fake being interested. He became alert as he realized Nina could have been talking about him. Could she be talking about exposing his secrets?

"What...uh...what kinds of things?" The coach asked, cautiously.

"Personal things." Nina answered.

Coach Blue nodded as though he understood what the busty brunette was saying.

"Which people?" he asked.

"Everyone." Nina said, looking at her coach unblinkingly. He looked a little distraught, and he was staring at her as though trying to figure something out.

"Okay," he said. "I give. Tell me what you've seen."

Nina sighed, and the coach became a little relieved to finally see her stare take a relaxing turn.

"You and your wife lived in an apartment before you got married." The brown-haired beauty said.

Coach Blue's first reaction was one of shock. He began twiddling with his hands and fingers as though trying to pull Nina's attention away from his racing mind. But soon logic caught up to him, and he realized that this didn't really prove anything.

"Okay." He said, calmly. "It's true, my wife and I did live in an apartment before we got married. But so what? Lots of people live in apartments, especially couples. You know, just until they get their mutual life settled."

"Your apartment was a small one, but it had two bedrooms. For a moment you thought you might have to turn the other bedroom into a nursery, for obvious reasons, but it turns out that wasn't the case."

Coach Blue blinked at Nina with a flood of emotion. He remembered the night they had discussed it. He and Laura had had a huge fight, but they had mended things when they realized that fighting was a perfectly rational reaction to this sort of news for a couple. Even so, he had never really gotten over the things he had said during the heat of the moment on that night.

Nina broke his concentration.

"That was the first time you ever called your wife a bitch."

At this, Coach Blue's eyes almost popped out of his head. Sure, Nina could have done some sort of check on him to find out where he'd lived. But no one, except no one, knew the details of the epic battle he and his wife had had.

"You...you know about that night?" Coach Blue asked. "How??"

Nina's response was a calm, yet annoyed one.

"I was there." She said.

It took Coach Blue a minute to register everything that was going on. He didn't know how Nina had expected him to react. He stood up from his chair quickly and slammed his hands down on his desk. His palms collided with the cold wood and made the objects atop its surface rattle and shake. He looked at Nina as though he felt angry, and he had every intention of telling her to get out.

But then his gaze turned to her huge melons. They were calmly raising up, and then falling back down in rhythm with Nina's breathing. He watched as the huge orbs mystified his vision and clouded his mind. He couldn't believe how big Nina's boobs were. They were far bigger than any pair he had ever seen, and all he wanted to do now was reach out and touch them; squeeze them, feel their warmth and the softness of her flesh. What he wouldn't do to bury his face between her huge, juicy melons and feast.

When all these thought had finally subsided he was able to register things a little more clearly. He hung his head and sat back down, assuring Nina that he was calm.

"So...you mean...you've seen this in your dreams?" he asked.

Nina nodded.

"What else have you seen?" he asked.

"I'm not sure I can answer that." Nina said. "I don't think I want to. I feel like I'd be...betraying people's privacy."

"That's assuming everything you've seen is...true." Coach Blue said. "These are just dreams, after all."

"They're more than dreams!" Nina said. "C'mon, Coach Blue. You know that what I told you is true."

Once again, Coach Blue had that look on his face like he was trying to figure Nina out.

"What else have you seen?" he asked of Nina, trying to feign intrigue of this new information. "Not of other people, just of me?"

Nina looked at him for a moment. She still had her arms crossed over her huge boobs, and for a moment Coach Blue thought she was contemplating whether or not she should tell him.

"Not much." She said. "Just things from your past. I saw you...interviewing for a job, for instance. I saw the first time you played catch with your dad. He had given you a glove; it was a black one, and it busted on that same day."

Coach Blue was still a little shocked by all this, but for some reason he resisted the urge to feel violated.

"Whoa. Nina..." he said. "That's all true!"

"I told you." Nina said, in her annoyed tone.

"So...you haven't seen anything of me recently? Have you?"

"No." Nina said. "Like I said, everything I've seen just seems to be in your distant past."

Coach Blue let out a sigh. To Nina, it almost sounded like a sigh of relief.

"Oh, that's good." He said. "Well! Wow, Nina! You're like, some sort of...reverse fortune teller. You don't see people's futures...you see their pasts!"

Nina shrugged.

"I don't know what I am." She said.

"Neither do I." the coach said, leaning back in his chair once more with his hands behind his head. "But I'd be more than happy to help you...figure that out."

Nina squinted at him intensely as she noticed his tone and line of sight trailing away. She followed the gaze from his eyes all the way down to her big boobs, which still remained somewhat hidden behind her arms. She took this moment to realize just how much of her boobs protruded out and spilled over her tiny arms. It was almost comical; cartoony, even.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 23



She looked back at Coach Blue and decided to break his very thorough inspection of her rack. His eyes looked like they were in overdrive as they scanned her.

"I'm so sure." She said, but when Coach Blue didn't budge an inch she had to speak up again. "You can take your eyes off my tits now."

The oh-so-subtle coach instantly snapped out of his boob-gazing mode as he heard the tone in Nina's voice. That combined with the content of her words was sending his mind into red-alert, a place he definitely did not want to be in with Nina. Not with any woman in Breastford, for that matter, but especially not with Nina.

He admitted defeat and quickly tried to charm his way out of it.

"I'm...so sorry!" he said. "I didn't mean to...I was just, staring off into space not really thinking-"

"Well you're right about one thing." Nina interrupted. "You weren't thinking."

Coach Blue half-expected Nina to say that he never thought about anything, or that he was an idiot, or anything to that extent. But instead Nina gave a short and sweet smile, and the mood in the room became a whole lot lighter.

"Should I keep talking?" Nina asked. "Should I talk about myself more, or should we talk about you?"

"Me?" Coach Blue said. "Nah, let's not talk about me. I don't really think that would be appropriate, anyway."

"Awww, c'mon, Coach Blue..." Nina said.

The coach's cock rose as he watched Nina unfold her arms. The outline of her massive boobs through her shirt and bra filled his sight, and more importantly the outline of her hard nipples. There was no mistaking how hard those nipples were as Nina spread her arms out and let her hands slide out on the edge of his desk. She readjusted herself in her seat, and soon Coach Blue saw her massive rack bouncing a little bit closer to him as she leaned forward and let her boobs collide with the outer edge of his desk.

"Whoa...Nina..." Coach Blue said, his cock insanely hard under his desk. "Those boobs look incredible...so big and juicy..."

"Mmm." Nina said, a devilishly small smile across her face. "So...tell me about yourself."

"Uhh...I...I don't know..." the coach said in a confused tone. His tone sounded as though he was enjoying himself and resenting himself all at the same time. "I don't know about that. I'm not the one who needed counseling, and besides...I'm a teacher, you're a student...it's just not appropriate."

At this Nina's chest rose up. She scraped her giant boobs against the side of the coach's desk, and Coach Blue watched them intently as her nipples came into view once more on the other side of it. Soon her entire bust was above his desk, and Nina let them fall atop it. Coach Blue was in awe as her massive flesh balloons bounced atop the desk they had collided on. They jiggled into place as Nina gripped the sides of his desk and arched her back. By the time her little display was over, Nina looked at her coach with a devilish smile once more. The man was practically drooling.

Coach Blue's dick was throbbing underneath his desk. Nina had not let him go soft the entire time she'd been in his office.

"Oh my god..." the coach said, awestruck. "Look at those giant hooters! Goddamn! I can see your nipples!"

"Coach..." Nina said, interrupting him. "My counseling is over. I can leave right now, or...I can stay and you can talk about yourself. So...if you want to keep looking at these babies, then I suggest you start talking."

Coach Blue had been watching her intently while she spoke. She had gestured to her rack with her eyes as she had said the words "these babies." There was no mistaking that Nina was using her tits to get him to open up.

"Uhh....uhhhhh.....uhhhhhhh uggghhh! Fine!" the coach exclaimed. He quickly opened up one of his desk drawers and reached for a squirt bottle. Nina watched, confused, as he eagerly took a huge gulp from the bottle, then let it fall down to the floor. To her surprise, he seemed a little more relaxed afterward. "Where should I start?"

"I dunno." Nina said. "What was your childhood like?"

Coach Blue faltered for a moment to consider how common this question was during counseling.

"I don't know." He said. "My childhood was fine. Nothing of major significance ever really happened to me. In fact, not even in high school. I guess you could say I've lived a painfully average life."

"Until you met your wife?" Nina asked, her boobs heaving in her coach's sight.

"Right..." Coach Blue said, trailing off to admire Nina's beautiful rack. "Uhh...she and I met in err...college..."

"That's when you fell in love?"

"Yeah..." the coach answered. "Yeah, I guess so. We got married after that little scare you mentioned. We figured if our relationship could handle that, then it could definitely handle marriage."

"Were you right?" Nina asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

Coach Blue stopped for a moment. Nina looked so sexy with her eyebrow raised, and that devilish smile of hers, and those huge tits...

"Uhhh...I don't know..." he answered.

Nina relaxed her posture a little, letting her enormous melons rest a little easier atop her coach's desk.

"What do you mean?" she asked of him.

"I don't know, Nina." The coach said, sounding a little more sincere. "I guess I don't really have to tell you that Laura and I aren't really on the same page right now."

"What happened?" Nina pried.

"Let's just say that things change. People change."

"Do you still love her?"

"I...I don't know. I guess so...I mean, I'm still in love with the person she was."

Nina relaxed in her seat a little bit more. This caused her tits to move back a little on Coach Blue's desk.

"I think you should give it some time." She said.

Coach Blue sighed.

"I have given it time, Nina." He said. "I've given it time, I've given it space, I've given it possible solutions; nothing seems to work. That's because nothing is going to work. Laura's just not the same person."

"Well," Nina said, sliding her tits completely off his desk and hiding her nipples from view. "If you truly love someone you'll love them no matter how they change. No matter what they become, right?"

"No, Nina." Coach Blue said. "I'm sure that's something we all would love to believe, you know, as a human species. We all want to believe in that fairy tale nonsense. But those are just fairy tales. Real life is very different."

Nina ducked her lips to the right for a second, then she immediately leaned forward and slid her tits across the coach's desk so that her full boobs and nipples were viewable to him once more.

"Is it, Coach?" she said, with a sexy tone and smile. "Is it really that different?"

"Yes." The coach said, not missing a beat. "It is. That's the real world."

Nina frowned, and then fell back in her seat once more.

"You know..." she said. "You and I have never really talked before."

Coach Blue shrugged.

"Sure we have." He said.

"You know what I mean." Nina said.

"Yeah. Yeah, I guess I do." Coach Blue said. "Well you're not exactly an easy person to talk to. I mean, for God's sake, Nina! You're a walking wet dream!"

Nina crossed her arms over her chest again and shrugged.

"You're the first person I've told about this." She said.

Coach Blue knew he should've been distraught over this, but he was too engrossed in the conversation to let his feelings overcome him.

"You mean your mom doesn't know?" he asked.

Nina shook her head.

"Could we not tell her about this?"

"Sure." The coach said, going against all his instincts. "I won't say a word. There is such a thing as student-teacher confidentiality."

Nina smiled...a genuine smile this time. Even though she'd been flashing him smiles throughout their entire conversation Coach Blue felt like this was the first one he'd seen.

"Thanks, Coach." She said, gratefully.

Coach Blue nodded.

"I guess this went well." He said. "I hadn't given anyone counseling in a while, and I was afraid it would turn out bad. I never expected to do this in Breastford."

"How do you like it here?" Nina asked, putting her elbows on his desk and letting her face rest in her hands.

"I love it!" Coach Blue said, unable to hide his eagerness to answer that question. "It's the best place I've ever been to!"

After he said it, he realized that it may have come off as idiotic (in Nina's mind). But to his surprise Nina's expression had not changed. She still had that smile on her face, and she had a look in her eyes he had not seen in a woman for a long while.

"Hm." Nina said, sarcastically. "I wonder why?"

Coach Blue laughed.

"Can't put anything passed you, can I?" he asked.

"Not a chance." Nina replied. She then sat back again and began smoothing out her clothes. Coach Blue's cock throbbed as he watched her hands rub her big, gorgeous jugs.

"Mmmmmm...." He muttered audibly.

"You know..." Nina said, apparently unaware of the things her coach was imagining of doing with her giant tits. "If you are that interested in Breastford I could tell you a little more sometime."

"Awesome!" Coach Blue said as he licked his lips and imagined closing them around one of Nina's nipples.

Nina stood up and smoothed out her shorts, getting ready to leave.

"Good." She said. "I can tell you more about my dreams, too."

Coach Blue only nodded as he watched Nina turn around and walk away. Her ass had that same explosive swell that her boobs had.

"Bye, Coach." Nina said, as she turned halfway and gave him a short wave.

"Bye..." the coach uttered as Nina opened the door, and walked out.

* * * * * * * *

In another office things were about to take a much more physical turn. Coach Dick had been waiting at his desk for Brittany Bust to show up, but she had already proven herself late. He began contemplating on what he might do, how he might use this little mishap on the duo's part to further gain entryway into their graces. But just as he was deciding on a plan and mundanely going through the papers on his desk he heard the unmistakable sound of the doorknob turning. To his surprise Brittany burst right in.

"Hi!" she said.

This initial greeting shocked the good coach to a certain extent. He had not expected Brittany to be this cheery and upbeat about the whole thing. He had expected her to act as Brooke had, but soon he realized that Brittany and Brooke were two separate entities. He had become so accustomed to treating them as a sole entity that he was beginning to forget that each girl had her own personality, likes, dislikes, etc. In his mind's eye he began to view these private one-on-one practice sessions with the girls as opportunities to find out what they each liked and didn't like.

"Hey." He said, calmly. He took in the site of Brittany and her big, bouncy breasts. Like Brooke, she had shown up wearing her workout clothes. And he was willing to bet that also like Brooke, Brittany wasn't wearing a sports bra. Rather, he expected her to be wearing a lace one, perhaps one that she wore casually.

"I guess I'm late." The busty blonde said as she sat comfortably on his couch. "Sorry about that! Brooke just had to talk to me about something, you understand."

The deductive coach tried to hide his eagerness as he watched the busty blonde bombshell seat herself on his couch. She planted her buttocks in the far corner of it, then leaned back slightly and crossed her legs as if to get into a position in which she could view everything he was doing.

The look was almost breathtaking. One smooth leg hanging loosely over the other, her beautiful rack jutting far from the inside of her shirt and stretching its design farther than it was meant for; everything about Brittany's demeanor was whispering the words "Come here and fuck me."

And that's exactly what he intended to do.

"Aw that's fine, don't worry your pretty little head about it." He said as he reached into his desk and pulled out a squirt bottle. He emptied about half its contents into him before wiping his mouth and getting up from his seat.

Brittany did not take her eyes off him as he began making his way toward her. Her eyes scanned his entire body up and down as he neared her like some sort of Goliath approaching a small David. Soon she was buried in his shadow as he was practically upon her. But light was soon restored as he sat down, comfortably, next to her.

Brittany had her left arm sitting casually atop the couch. Her other arm had its elbow propped against the armrest behind her, and she was idly rubbing her fingers as her eyes took in the sight of her coach preparing next to her.

Coach Dick slapped his hand across Brittany's leg as he finally settled into his seat. Brittany felt his warm fingers idly sliding up and down her smooth appendage, and soon it was trailing up toward her pelvis.

"First thing's first..." the coach said as his hand reached her tummy and went diving for the bottom of her shirt. "Let's get those puppies out..."

But Brittany took hold of his hand by the wrist. Coach Dick could have easily broken free of her weak attempt to halt him in his tracks, but he decided to hear her out instead.

"Not so fast." She said. "Brooke told me that she never once showed you her breasts. And since she never did...I don't want to show you mine, either."

Coach Dick pulled his hand away, frustrated. He was beginning to grow tired of all these games.

"You've got to be KIDDING me!" he exclaimed. "How am I supposed to fuck you without looking at your tits??"

"You did it with Brooke..." Brittany said, a stern look in her eyes.

"Well...yeah!" the coach said, growing befuddled. "But that was...er..."

"Look." Brittany said. "We agreed to let you have sex with us. But we never agreed to show you our breasts."

"This is insane. I mean, this is moronic! How are you girls going to let me fuck you, but not let me see your tits?? I would have been just as content...more even...if you had let me play with your tits and not have sex!"

"Oh. We know." Brittany said, raising an eyebrow at her coach.

Coach Dick thought for a moment as he stared back at Brittany's ominous-looking face, and then he threw his head back and chuckled.

"I get it." He said. "So this was just one of your games, again, right?"

Brittany stared at him without saying a word. Her coach continued.

"Well, you know, eventually I'm going to see them. Maybe not today, but I will. I'm going to see them, I'm going to squeeze them...I'm going to bury my face in them..."

Brittany leaned back as her coach began leaning forward. He was speaking in more of a whisper now as his face neared hers. He was closing in for a kiss as he continued to speak.

"...bury my cock in them...it's so big and huge, thrust it between your hooters over and over...fuck your big, busty boobs like an animal...and then shoot my load...all...over...you..."

Brittany couldn't say a word as his lips finally met hers. She pressed them against his and began kissing him back.

The horny coach slipped his tongue into her mouth and wiggled it around searching for her, but she was apparently choosing not to French him back. Instead, he brought one of his hands to her waist and began sliding it up her body. It reached the swell of her magnificent bosom and curved around it. Soon his palm was over the "Brea" portion of the "Breastford" lettering on her shirt, and Brittany felt his fingers dig into her flesh and squeeze.

She immediately brought her hand to his over her tit mid-kiss and pulled it down, but Coach Dick broke the kiss and spoke huskily.

"You know Brooke let me touch hers..."

After a moment's contemplation and her lips back against his, she dropped her guard and her hand. Coach Dick eagerly took hold of the massive jug and squeezed to his heart's content.

"Ahhhh...." He moaned as he fondled the giant orb through her shirt and bra. He could almost feel the fabric of the bra underneath her shirt as though he was touching it with his bare fingers. Then there was the unmistakable feeling of her youthful, spongy flesh. He could clamp his fingers around the big melon only to feel it press back with perk against his fingers and force him to unclamp his hand. He coaxed a small moan from the busty teen as he squeezed her big boob hard and kept his fingers clawed around it for a time. He then cut her moan short by pressing his lips back against hers and sticking his tongue back in her mouth.

This time, as Brittany had been in mid-moan, his tongue found hers and he batted it back and forth a few times.

"Uhhmmm!" Brittany moaned. "Mmmmm...."

She pulled away and immediately slid the back of her hand across her lips. She then made a few "ugh" noises as though trying to get a taste out of her mouth.

The bad-tasting coach paid her sounds no mind as his hand traveled from her big right melon to her cleavage, and then over to her left one. He squeezed her second breast with as much vigor and excitement as he had the first. He then alternated by squeezing her big boobs one at a time, first the right; then the left, then the right; then the left, etc.

Brittany was apparently still trying to get his taste out of her mouth as she shook her head and tried to spit the taste free. Coach Dick took this as an opportunity to slide his hands down her abdomen and torso and rest on her waist. His fingers slid over her lovely leg all the way to her knee, feeling its smooth flesh every inch of the way. He then slid his hand back down and noted how tight her shorts were. He briefly tried to dig his fingers beneath them at the bottom, but it proved no use.

His gaze now turned back to her beautiful and soft face. Like Brooke, Brittany had a small nose and small lips. There was no feature about her face which stood out above any others; no overly-prominent cheekbones, no big or sparkling eyes. Instead, Brittany and Brooke had the types of faces that looked absolutely gorgeous when you put all their features together. It was a natural beauty, and even though their skin was remarkably unblemished it was plain for anyone to see that there was absolutely no make-up involved.

Coach Dick gauged Brittany's facial expressions. They seemed to be taking a calmer turn. He rubbed her leg up and down, as though comforting her and trying to take her into a state of relaxation. He resisted the urge to reach for her big breasts; he did not want to alarm her too much the way he had Brooke.

As Brittany finally seemed to be getting back to a normal state, the coached opted to take his hands off her and rid himself of his shirt. Rather than Brittany getting topless, he thought it a better approach for him to be topless. With any luck, Brittany might feel a little more comfortable with the nudity and do with him what Brooke hadn't done.

Brittany watched as her handsome coach lifted his shirt up and over his head, revealing a non-surprisingly toned body. Where Coach Blue's tone came as somewhat of a surprise, her new coach's body was much more...confident in itself. He simply had features that Coach Blue did not have.

Brittany found her eyes wandering his chest like a playground, and she quickly averted them as he once more loomed over her.

"Are you ready to start? For real this time?" he asked of her as his face neared her blonde head.

Brittany did not answer, nor did she respond by nodding her head. She simply turned so that his lips were facing her hair and ear.

"I want you to kiss me, like we did a while ago." The coach continued, his face curving around her head.

"Ugh..." Brittany said. "Do I...have to?"

"Yes." Coach Dick replied. "For at least a few minutes."

Brittany scrunched her face up momentarily as she felt her coach's breath engulfing her. A moment later she could feel his lips nearing hers, and she puckered hers and met his kiss. The room became filled with the passionate sounds of lip-smacking, and this time Brittany did not hesitate to use her tongue. As she French-kissed her new coach she could not help but think that kissing had not been like this with Coach Blue. It was true that she found Coach Dick to be slightly more attractive, but for some reason he just wasn't as good a kisser.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 23



Just as she thought he was about to pull away, she felt his hand once more upon her breast. She moaned and arched her back at his touch, which only caused her big jug to press into his palm eagerly. Coach Dick took that as a sign of wanting and immediately began squeezing and kneading the big orb hungrily.

As he kissed the busty blonde virgin and felt up her big tits he could not help but think that it was nearly impossible for him to stay away from their boobs. He didn't know how many bottles of StaminaX he had downed in their presence, and even in the moments before he met with them, but it seemed like no amount of the mystically blue liquid could ever quench his thirst for their big breasts. He was beginning to realize that after his last encounter with Brooke. It seemed that no matter how hard he tried his urge to cum on their tits would always have a hold over him.

He let the thought go as he began kissing Brittany with more force. He also began squeezing her tits with more force, alternating between the two ripe melons and squeezing each one as though his life depended on their juice.

"Uhhhm! Uhhhhhhm!" Brittany moaned. Coach Dick's hands seemed to be everywhere. He couldn't have had but one hand on her breasts, but it felt as though both of his manly paws were hungrily groping her big boobs.

She breathed hard as the kissing got faster and more passionate. Her coach's office became filled not only with passionate moans, but with the discernible sounds of heavy breathing...like two people on the verge of a climax.

Soon the climax reached its peak, and the two began running out of steam. Brittany idly pressed her lips back against her coach's, and to her surprise he did not press back. She continued to kiss him softly as though she were on autopilot and expected him to come back full throttle at any moment, but he didn't.

Instead he pulled away, and Brittany was left puckering her lips with her eyes closed in what seemed like ecstasy. On her chest, Coach Dick's hand was still idly squeezing her boob.

"That was...awesome!" Coach Dick breathed, half excited and half winded.

Brittany had sunk back into the couch. She was breathing hard, and each breath caused her big melons to balloon out, one of which was ballooning right into her coach's waiting hand. Coach Dick wasted no time pulling his arm out from behind her. He quickly brought it to him, then reached out for Brittany's other defenseless jug with his hand.

With both hands he began squeezing her boobs simultaneously.

"Ohhhh...fuck, Brit! Your tits are so big and busty!" the coach exclaimed, his hands eagerly squeezing her ballooning melons.

The busty blonde was still breathing hard, now not only from the vigorous make-out session she'd just had from her coach but also from his hands exploring every centimeter of her busty rack through her shirt and bra.

He took the young blonde by the tits and tried to move her around, causing her chest to move every which way. He then slid his fingers under each boob of her big rack and pushed up from the underside. His eyes widened as he watched Brittany's huge pair jiggling by his own hand.

"Fuck yeah, baby!" he said. "Bounce those melons!"

"Uhhhoooowhaaoooowhaaooowhaa..." Brit moaned as her coach bounced her big tits.

When the bouncing had finally ceased, Brittany finally had time to catch her breath. Only now her head was kind of spinning from all the bouncing. Nevertheless, she could feel Coach Dick's warm hands making a pass for the hem of her shirt once again. She quickly took hold of her shirt at her belly and pulled it down, preventing her coach from lifting it up.

"COACH DICK!" the blonde teen yelled. "I thought I made myself clear!"

"Aww, c'mon, Brit..." the coach coaxed as he continued to try and pry her shirt off her body. "You have a bra on, right?"

"Of course!" Brittany exclaimed, as she pulled her shirt down harder and thwarted him once again.

"Then it's not like I'll be seeing much..." the coach said, practically whispering as he leaned in toward her ear.

"That's not...part...of...the deal!" Brittany said in between his attempts to rid her of her shirt.

"It's no big deal!" Coach Dick explained. "You're just showing me your bra, right?"

"I...I guess so..." Brittany said, finally caving in.

"And besides..." Coach Dick said, trying to hammer the final nail in the coffin. "Brooke did it, right?"

"Yeah...I guess so..." Brittany said.

"Good!" the coach said as he felt Brittany's hands give his hands some room.

"But wait!" Brittany said, halting the coach in his motion. "Brooke said she never took off her shirt, she only lifted it up."

Coach Dick shrugged at her plea.

"Alright, fine. We won't take your shirt off."

"Fine." Brittany said, as she slowly pulled her arms up and rested them on the couch next to either side of her head.

An irreversible smile formed across Coach Daniel Dick's face as he slowly pulled the hem of Brittany Bust's shirt up over her belly. He licked his lips as the busty blonde moved up slightly in her seat, arching her back as her belly button came into view. The horny coach wasted no time in hoisting the grayish fabric up to her heaving chest. Because her back was arched it was going to be slightly difficult to get the tight t-shirt over her enormous rack. But Coach Dick showed that he was up to the challenge as he fluidly popped the shirt over her generous bosoms and allowed it to scrunch around her neck.

"Wow...!" the coach said, amazed as he stared down at the rack below him. "It's a...it's a...a sports bra!"

Brittany was calm and quiet as she gauged her coach's reaction. She was looking at his eyes, but her eyes were the last thing he wanted to stare at. His gaze was focused on her enormous sweater pumpkins, and the bra they were tightly packed in. She heard him gasp as she continued to watch his face while his hands trailed from the shirt on her shoulders down her pectorals and along the slope of her voluptuous breasts.

"A sports bra...!" he gasped as his fingers lightly trailed down the neckline and back up again. He was inspecting the bra with much care. As a coach, he was no stranger to sports bras. Garments like those were designed to keep a girls' twins in place while she ran, jumped, and generally bounced around. They were also designed for comfort, although many a girl would argue that.

Brittany's bra in particular, however, was designed to smooth the breasts out by stretching across the chest. It was designed to have no visible cups; instead it was to leave a single piece of smooth, unhindered fabric traveling from breast to breast so as to show as little cleavage as possible. The neckline was in the shape of a very thin "U," also designed to hide a girl's cleavage. The entire bra, it seemed, was originally designed to hide a girl's breasts from view. In fact, were it not for the very small curvature from the bottom of the girl's breasts that the bra did (barely) allow you to see you would be hard pressed to make out any vivid details of her rack at all.

But Brittany's bra failed to meet many of those requirements.

Instead, her massive breasts pressed into the fabric and forced it to stretch out. That made the material extremely thin and somewhat translucent. The cups were made visible and exposed every curve of her sumptuous bosoms; having no choice but to take the shape of Brittany's enormous triple D melons as they bended the bra to their will. What's more is that the "U" shaped neckline actually looked more like a "V." The bottom practically plunged into her cleavage and disappeared from sight.

That was another thing, Coach Dick thought. Her sports bra actually showed cleavage. He'd seen some busty girls wearing this type of sports bra before, but he had been lucky to even see a part of their cleavage...that area where a girl's breasts touched each other on her chest. On those girls he could maybe make out the very top of their cleavage...but on Brittany...

About half of Brittany's mouth-watering cleavage was visible...maybe more. He'd seen Brittany's boobs in all their glory before, but this was the first time he could truly, solely appreciate them without Brooke present. Just seeing what Brittany's huge tits could do to a sports bra like that was a huge turn on.

"Oh...my god..." the coach gasped as his hands slid down the slopes of her bra-clad beauties and his palms were filled with her round orbs of flesh. He slowly but forcefully sunk his fingers into her giant tits as best he could, making sure at least two fingertips were on the exposed parts of her breasts at all times.

He gasped again as his fingertips slid from the softness of her titflesh to the rough fabric of her bra. Brittany's boobs were so big that there was no way he could grip either one of her giant jugs with just one hand...no different from Brooke's.

"They're so fucking BIG!" the coach exclaimed.

Brittany had her eyes locked on him with an ominous look on her face as the hot and bothered coach began squeezing her boobs more roughly.

"Fuck yeah, Brit!" he said. "Let me squeeze your big, busty melons baby! Oh fuck...they're so big...your melons are so full and ripe and JUICY!! Those BUSTY HOOTERS look like they're about to BUST THROUGH that bra!!"

The blonde teen arched her back as her coach gave her boobs a particularly hard squeeze. She had never felt them being handled with this enthusiasm before. She bent her head back and closed her eyes as her horny coach's cock throbbed into her leg.

"Uhhh....!" She moaned.

"Oh...fuck!" Coach Dick moaned as he heard Brittany squeal. His dick was throbbing uncontrollably, and he knew it wasn't much longer before he fired his load -- at least, his first load. He quickly swung his left leg around and placed it on the floor on the other side of her right. He reluctantly pulled his hands from her heaving boobs and placed them on her knees. He forcefully parted them and wedged himself between them.

Brittany brought her head back down as she realized he was no longer squeezing at her tits. She felt her legs being parted and opened her eyes just in time to see a shirtless Dick press his body against hers. She felt the heat of his breath as his head zoomed past hers and collided with the couch cushion. Down below, she could feel him adjusting himself as he wrapped his arms around her back. She leaned forward, allowing him to hold her just as she felt him press his crotch against hers...it was hard.

"Huuuuuuh!" she heard him yell as he ground his crotch against hers, the fabric of his shorts rubbing the fabric of her own pair.

"Huuuuuh!" he yelled again as his cock pressed into her already wet crotch.

Not knowing what to do, the busty blonde simply lied there and threw her head back as her horny coach dry-humped her.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" the coach yelled as he gave Brittany three quick thrusts.

"Uh!" Brittany yelped back.

Overjoyed, Coach Dick held her tight and continuously pressed into her several times for as long as his endurance would let him. The room became filled with the sounds of the two grunting and moaning.

"Uh! Huuuh! Uhhhhh!" the coach moaned.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brittany yelped.

Soon the handsome coach found a rhythm. He began thrusting into Brittany at a fast but modest pace. He began to notice how each of his thrusts sent Brittany's bodacious body pressing up against the couch, and how the motion caused her huge jugs to jiggle inside her sports bra.

"Uh! Huuuuh! Uhh! Uh! Uh!" the coach moaned as he continuously thrust into her.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhh!" Brittany moaned back, her tits bouncing every thrust of the way.

Coach Dick increased his pace, and watched in awe as Brittany's massive rack bounced and jiggled beneath him. His cock grew harder, and Brittany could have sworn that it was growing as she now felt it extend into her pelvis.

The coach, eager to get off, could feel precum leaking into his shorts as he felt his tip press into Brittany's pelvis. He brought his hands from behind her back and placed them on her shoulders. He then brought his knees to either side of her legs and straddled her as he slid his cock up from her pelvis and on to her belly.

Brittany sunk a little into her seat as she felt moisture on her abdomen. She then felt Coach Dick's rod sliding up her abdomen as he practically straddled her entire upper body.

Coach Dick was practically sweating as his eyes frantically humped the enormous hooters directly below him. He lightly and instinctively humped his pelvis forward a few centimeters from Brittany's beautiful rack just as his erection reached its maximum inside his shorts.

Brittany watched as the tent in his shorts grew to complete extension. As though in slow motion, she watched as it grew at least another inch. She watched as it extended and curved due to the pressure his shorts were creating, and the right side of his tent collided with her big, right melon.

Coach Dick let out a large grunt of relief as he felt the tip of his pole collide with the busty blonde's giant jug of flesh, and the sensation threw him over the edge. His tent had collided with a super soft and spongy area of her massive breast (he had been hoping for a nipple, but so far they hadn't yet made their appearances) , and the huge round orb responded by pressing back against it enticingly and naturally; inviting it to bury its tip in its soft and spongy titflesh.

The coach extended his sigh of relief as his cock began to erupt in his shorts on the underside of Brittany's giant right boob. He felt a surge of power emanating from his cock as a spurt flew from his tip and hit the inside of his shorts.

Brittany felt something graze her right boob with the speed and force of a bullet. She then realized that Coach Dick's tent was arched on the underside of her rack. She watched as the huge bulge emanating from his shorts used her jugflesh to slingshot its way to her left. This time, the tip of his tent collided with her boob head-on...just as his second spurt shot into his shorts.

"FUUUUCK YESSSS!!" the coach bellowed as he felt the soft titflesh of Brittany's left melon underneath his erupting rod. "ALL OVER YOUR MASSIVE RACK YOU BUSTY BABE!!"

The busty teen scrunched her face as she looked up at her coach. She also felt her left boob get pelted by something, and all of a sudden she realized what was happening.

Coach Dick pressed his tent harder into Brittany's melon, forcing her titflesh to take more of his dick. The next spurt erupted as he pressed into her busty boob hard, and as soon as it had shot he moved his pelvis so that his cock slid across her melon and slingshotted its way back to her right. It didn't quite make it, however, and his next few spurts were spent shooting into his shorts as his tent rested on her bra at the cleavage.

"Oh my god, Brit! Shooting all over your busty DDDs!!! FUCK YEAH!!!"

Brittany brought her hands to her rack just as the next spurt caused the coach's tent to bounce off her bra. She quickly placed her hands over her bra-clad breasts and stared up at the coach waiting for him to finish. She saw a mixed look of confusion, disappointment, and anger over the man; and a second later she watched him reach down and begin fiddling with his shorts. Realizing that he wasn't even close to being done yet, she quickly pushed him off her and climbed off the couch just as he brought his cock out of his shorts. Coach Dick collapsed into a seat cushion and used every ounce of willpower he had to not stroke his cock as he stared at Brittany a few feet away. He laid back and breathed heavy as his cock erupted without any help from his hand.

Thankfully, it wasn't as big a load as it should have been (due to the abrupt interruption), and he was only cumming for a few seconds more before he was finally finished.

As her coach hurriedly struggled to hide his shame Brittany was busy surveying her bra for damages. Since Coach Dick had had his shorts on there were two layers of clothing between his dick and her breasts, and thankfully both articles of clothing seemed to be doing their jobs swimmingly. Aside from a barely visible damp spot on her right jug there was literally no damage done to her bra at all.

Still, Brittany thought that she should never wear that bra ever again as she brought her shirt back down over her chest.

"You jerk!" she said as she brushed all her clothing free of any excrement materials. "You could have RUINED this bra!"

"Ahhhuhhhhhhhh..." the coach moaned as his orgasm finally died down. There were noticeable stains on his shorts, and he could feel his own seed start to drip down his leg.

"And not to mention my- you tried to-" Brittany stammered. "You tried to- all over me?? All over my, my...face?!"

"Whoa...whoa!" Coach Dick said as he stood up with some difficulty. Even though he had just blown a load it hadn't been a very big one, and his erection was painfully throbbing for more. "I wasn't trying to...do that..."

"Whatever." Brittany said as she dusted herself off. "I saw you. You tried to pull that THING out!"

"I did." The coach said as he stepped around the busty blonde. "But only because it was starting to hurt inside my shorts. It kept, you know, pressing....against them. It didn't feel very good."

"What makes you think I care about your thingy?!" Brittany exclaimed as her face grew angry and she smoothed her shirt out over her rack. She had to suppress her urge to shiver; the mere thought of even a drop of her coach's seed on her was more than she could bear.

"Nothing!" the coach said as he stood in front of his busty student and tried to get himself cleaned up and looking dignified. "I don't expect you to understand; you don't have a...a...thing like this."

"Okay..." Brittany said, putting her hand out and looking away as if to shield herself from the conversation. "This conversation is over...and so is this session."

Coach Dick was almost taken aback. He felt as though the wind had been knocked out of him as he watched Brittany turn and take a step toward the door.

"You can't leave!" he said hastily.

Brittany stopped for a moment, but she was not faltered for long. Her head turned slightly to the right as though she was about to turn around, and then she turned back toward the door and took another step toward it.

"Hmph." She said.

Coach Dick stepped toward the middle of the room as he quickly thought of something to say.

"You can't leave...because...you haven't fulfilled your part of the deal!" he spat out.

At this, Brittany did stop. She turned around and looked at the coach sternly as though she were angry and disappointed in him simultaneously.

"What do you mean?" she asked with emphasis in her voice. "You just...you just..."

She gestured to his lower region and the dark stains on his shorts which, by now, were almost dry.

"Yes, but we still haven't had sex." The coach said with a little more confidence in his voice.

Brittany opened her eyes wide and let out a small, yet audibly quick burst of breath. Coach Dick thought it was super cute, and super sexy; the kind of sound only a teenage girl could make.

"But you just-"

"That doesn't matter." The coach interrupted as he shook his head. "The deal was that I would get to have sex with you and Brooke. And we still haven't done that."

Brittany stood there with her mouth agape and her eyes wide open. She was dumbfounded by what was coming out of her coach's mouth. She couldn't believe the gall he had to pull a stunt like this, even after shooting a load despite the fact that he had cum in his pants.

"You...you're just...there's no way you could..."

"I know it's a lot to take in." the coach said as he walked behind his desk and gave a quick nod to his penis. "It's a lot to handle; a super-stud like me. You're in the presence of greatness, babe."




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 23



"You're unbearable." Brittany said from the middle of the room, her arms still crossed over her massive chest.

She watched her coach pull something out from behind his desk; it was the water bottle he had drank from at the beginning of their session. Her eyes were glued to the despicable man on the far end of the room as he thirstily drank from the container. The blue contents spilled over his mouth and dripped over his chin on to his shirt as he gulped and gulped. She could see the muscles in his throat working to swallow. When he was finished he wiped his mouth with the back of his forearm like some sort of behemoth barbarian, and then he crushed the bottle at its midsection with his hand and tossed it aside where it hit the floor and rolled until it hit the wall.

"And you're also disgusting." She added after watching the coach's thirsty display.

Her eyes remained on him as the coach stepped out from behind his desk and began making his way over to her. She could feel his eyes trailing all over her body as though his vision was emanating heat. She would have blushed if not for the circumstances.

Coach Dick had given up all hope of accomplishing his goals. That last little explosive mishap of his had ensured he would not be appealing to Brittany's good side at all today. Luckily for him he was going to have plenty of opportunities to do so in the future. He figured a few more private sessions with each individual girl would be adequate enough to secure a busty threesome in the near future, perhaps even next week. He was even contemplating giving the girls the day off tomorrow as a show of good faith before pounding them into next week the day after.

For the time being, however, Brittany Bust and her giant hooters were standing before him ready to advance; a little reluctant, yes, but still absolutely willing to give themselves up. Well, maybe her twins weren't exactly ready, but he figured he didn't really need to see them today. He could hold off on playing with those boobs for at least one more day.

"You'll have to excuse my erection..." the coach said as he and his bulge made their appearances form behind his desk. "It's not exactly as big as it should be but, hey, I did just blow a load after all."

At this Brittany's mouth grew agape once more, and her eyes opened wide as though she were awestruck. Her coach had gone from completely flaccid to rock hard and raging in nothing flat, and it hadn't even been ten minutes yet.

"What??" Brittany stuttered, befuddled. "That's...how did you...! I thought you said it hurt!"

"Oh, it does." The horny coach said as he made his way over to the busty blonde. "That's why I'll be letting it out soon."

"Uhch!" Brittany said in disbelief. She wasn't unbelieving of the situation at hand so much as she was of her coach's attitude. She had never seen someone act with as much arrogance as he now showcased.

Brittany was wary as her new basketball coach slowly made his way over. She hugged her chest tight and tensed up for a moment as the heat from their bodies collided and his bulge brushed against her leg. She let out a quick sound of surprise and disgust as the eager coach stepped around her and took a position at her backside.

His hands reached around to her hips, and they lightly brushed passed them and rubbed her shorts as they softly rubbed her thighs. His fingers trailed over their bottom hems and touched her bare legs. Brittany's shorts were very form-fitting for a pair of gym shorts, and he had been aching to touch her beautiful legs all session.

The blonde teen tried to relax as best she could while Coach Dick felt up her smooth, unblemished limbs. She could feel his forearms and biceps against her own arms as he reached around and touched her bare thighs. His fingers danced around the bottom hems of her shorts, and even darted underneath it a few times. Not an easy feat considering how tightly her shorts hugged her. She was so focused on his hands that she didn't even notice when he stepped forward and pressed his bulge against her from behind.

The coach moaned next to her ear as he brought his head down to her shoulder. He brought one of his hands to the side of her face and gently pulled the stray hair from it and flung it past her shoulder and around her back. He then brought his lips to her neck and planted a soft kiss on her as he pressed his bulge into her butt from behind.

"Uh..........." the blonde moaned as Coach Dick's hands pressed against her thighs. He pulled her towards him as he humped back against her, rubbing his dick against her beautiful posterior through all their clothing.

"Mmmmm...." The coach moaned into her ear as he dry-humped her from behind.

He could feel her buns rubbing his cock as he pushed to and fro against her body. Brittany's entire upper body was moving without any abandon as she was much too busy trying to keep her arms folded over her massive chest. The wanting coach couldn't help but peer at her arms and tits over her shoulder.

Brittany was moaning and making cute little conservatively sexual sounds as she felt her coach pounding her butt from behind. She could not believe how hard his dick felt. She was only feeling it on the crevice of butt...through her shorts...and she could already tell that the horny coach was just beginning to get worked up.

Coach Dick felt his hands rubbing up her thighs once again. A second later they were on her waist, and a second after that they were trailing up her abdomen to her chest. His hands rested on her soft, petite arms as he continued to hump her ass provocatively.

Brittany peered down at her chest and watched her coach's hands on her arms. She saw them move their way up, and she adjusted her arms accordingly so as to block his grasp from any part of her rack; she didn't want them anywhere near her tits.

Disappointed, the coach let his hands move higher on her chest.

Brittany didn't bother to adjust her own hands, this time. They were already covering the most vital part of her boobs, and she didn't think Coach Dick would get much from feeling up what was practically her clavicle.

Coach Dick let his fingers trail to the unblocked portions of her breasts. He could feel the area on her chest which led to the two soft, highly sought-after mammaries; but beyond that there wasn't much he could make out. He could make out a very small part of her cleavage, very small...and that was an incredible notion in itself considering both Brittany and Brooke had insane amounts of cleavage.

Frustrated at his failure to really feel up her boobs the coach placed his hands at her waist and gripped her hard. He let out a frustrated exclamation as his fingers dug under the hem of her shorts.

"Awh FUCK THIS!!" he yelled. "Let's just FUCK!"

And with that he hurriedly pulled the blonde's shorts down in one motion. He was surprised to see Brittany wearing a pair of thong panties, but he did not stop to admire them as his fingers grasped the piece of cloth and yanked it down her legs.

"Eek!" Brittany said in shock. She had had her legs spread partly up until now, but Coach Dick's sudden discarding of her underwear had caused her to bring them together.

Coach Dick admired her beautiful posterior as he stared at the bare-bottomed blonde. He stood up behind her once again and pulled his shorts down. His cock sprung free, and Brittany felt it slap against her right cheek as the hurried coach positioned himself properly behind her. He took his cock in hand and guided it to her slit.

Brittany felt her womanhood being tickled by the tip of his hard member, and she began to have second thoughts.

"Coach Dick..." she said. "I...I really don't think tha-EEEK!!"

The busty blonde teen let out a large yelp as she suddenly felt something hard penetrate her. The overly-eager coach had shoved his tip into her, and was trying to shove more of his cock in to boot.

"UH!" she moaned as her coach managed to shove a bit more of his cock into her.

Coach Dick was gripping her hard around the waist, and pulling her into him as hard as he could. He was puffing his chest out, and his muscles could be seen tensing up as he forcefully shoved his cock into his busty student. Brittany was still wet from their little rendezvous on the couch, but even with all the extra lubricant it was a task of hard labor trying to penetrate her completely...or even partially for that matter.

"UH! FUCK!" the coach moaned as he managed to get half his cock surrounded by her warm, wet tunnel. "YOU BREASTFORD BABES ARE SO FUCKING TIGHT!!"

"UHHHH!" Brittany moaned. "UHHHHHH!"

Coach Dick was sweating as he repeatedly bucked his hips back and forth; thrusting his dick in and out of Brittany fast and hard. He was grunting and breathing heavy. Brittany could feel his breath on her neck as he struggled behind her, but more intrusively she could feel his hard cock throb and pulse against her insides. She would feel his hard dick slide out of her like a snake slithering out of its hole, but just before its head exited she would feel it forcibly slam its way back in; and she would moan each time he slammed it in her.

"UHHHH.......UH! UH! UHHHHHHHH!"

"Oh man, Brittany...you're so tight!" the coach moaned as his dick struggled to warm itself in her love tunnel. The coach was so infused with the idea of sticking his entire cock into her that he did not notice Brittany's hands had left her tits. In fact, one of her hands was resting on the side of his face; idly holding him in place at her shoulder as he tried to fuck her as hard as he could. "Mmm...erg! Uh...uh fuck!"

Brittany was letting out small yelps similar to the ones Brooke made. Brittany's, however, had more of an upward inflection added to them. She sounded more orgasmic, and less like she was working out.

"UH!" she moaned again. "UH! UH! UH!"

After a full twenty minutes of trying to get more penetration the eager coach decided to take a different approach.

"Bend over!" he barked, pressing his hand against Brittany's back.

"UH! UH! HUH!" Brittany moaned, not sure of what the coach was asking.

"Bend over!!" the coach ordered again. "Put your hands on the desk..."

A little confused, Brittany let her arms fall to her sides. She began to move her legs and readjust herself according to what her coach wanted.

Coach Dick watched her shift around from behind. He looked toward the ceiling and let out a sigh of pleasure when he felt Brittany's vag working his cock for him as she shifted around.

A moment later Brittany reached out for the edge of her coach's desk. Her hands rested on its cold, hard surface and she bent over; letting most of her weight rest on her hands.

"Uhhhhhh....."the coach moaned as he enjoyed the sight and sensation. He, too, began readjusting himself for maximum thrusting. He took a couple of small steps forward, causing the busty blonde to do so as well and her arms to bend slightly as she moved closer to the desk. When he was finished he gripped Brittany by the waist once more and began thrusting into her with more excitement and enthusiasm than before.

"UH!!!!" Brittany moaned right from the start. "UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She hadn't expected things to take off so vigorously.

"Yeah, baby!" the coach exclaimed. "Your pussy feels so nice around my cock, Brittany!"

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!"

Coach Dick continued to thrust into her as hard as he could. He took note of how Brittany's rack jutted just inches from the edge of his desk when she was idle, but when he thrusted into her and forced her forward her chest would easily cross that line. The view from the other side of his desk must have been an amazing one.

After another twenty minutes of hard thrusting, Coach Dick could feel he was finally beginning to make some progress. He could feel Brittany's body about to cave in any minute now.

"So...close!" he moaned between thrusts. "C'mon, Brittany! C'mon you busty babe!!"

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHH!!!"

"That's it, Brit! Almost there.....open up those walls! And...let...me...IN!!!"

"UUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Brittany moaned as the coach succeeded in shoving his entire cock into her.

"OH SHIT! OH FUCK!" the coach moaned. "SO FUCKING TIGHT!!"

"UHHHH! UHHHHH! UHHHHHHHH!" Brittany yelped as her coach began thrusting his entire length into her.

"YEAHHHHHH!!" the horny coach yelled as he gripped her hard by the waist and began pounding her hard. "SO FUCKING TIGHT! TAKE IT, BRIT! TAKE IT BRIT! TAKE IT BRIT!!!"

"UHHHH!" Brittany yelled, her eyes wide and her pussy being stretched. "UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Coach Dick reached for her hair and grabbed it by the handful. He pulled on it hard, forcing the busty blonde to arch her back and raise her head. He used her hair as leverage to fuck her harder and faster...and he rode that pony hard for the next twenty minutes.

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHH! UH! UH! UH! UH!"

"Uhhhhhhhh........" the coach moaned as he thrusted his pelvis to and fro. The room was filled with the sound of flesh on flesh as the two fucked hard for another period of time. After this initial full-on sexing, Coach Dick's stamina began to wear down. His humping began to slow, and he slowed his entire pace for a much needed break.

Both were panting hard. Brittany's head was resting on the cold surface of the desk. Her backside was sore from all the pounding Coach Dick's abs and pelvis and balls had given it. Her hair was draped all around her and was swaying to and fro as she breathed hard and let out long, deep sighs of weary.

"Oh man!" Coach Dick said. "We've probably been here for hours...I could go all night!"

Brittany didn't respond as she was still busy catching her breath. She barely had time to recover, though, as she felt her coach's hands upon her waist yet again. She felt them slide up to her abdomen, and then he lifted her from her bending position and brought her to a standing one. Standing up once more, he once again removed her hair from the side of her face and planted a kiss on her neck...this time with his cock fully buried in her cunt.

He lightly bucked back and forth, fucking her softly as he held her against him and kissed her.

"Uhhh.......uhhhhh........uhhhhhhhh....." the busty blonde moaned.

"Oh yeah..." the coach moaned into her ear. "Lift up your hands...put them over your head..."

Brittany did as her coach wanted and lifted her arms up and over her head. She felt his hands leave her waist for a brief moment. In the next moment she felt her shirt being lifted off her chest as he pulled the bottom up and over her upper body. She immediately brought her arms back down and bent her elbows, but it was too late. The fabric easily slid past her elbows and up her arms as Coach Dick was finally pulling the fabric over her head. She felt the shirt's neckline flow through her hair, and a second later her bra was visible yet again.

Coach Dick hurriedly tossed the shirt across the room to provide the busty blonde with difficult access to it. He then brought his hands around her body and to her chest.

Realizing she had missed her chance to block him once, Brittany hurriedly bent back down and let her chest collide with the desk.

Unable to grab at her heaving tits, Coach Dick took this as his cue to resume the fucking.

Brittany was once again moaning as her bra-clad chest slid back and forth over her coach's desk.

"UH!" she yelped. "UH! UH! UH!"

"Yeah, that's it!" Coach Dick bellowed. "Take it, you busty babe! Take it! Take it!"

"Uhhhhhhhh....." Brittany moaned. "Uhhhhhhh.....uh!"

"TAKE IT! TAKE IT! TAKE IT YOU BIG-TITTED BABE!! MAKE ME BUST A NUT!!"

"UH! UH! UHHHH! UHHHHH! UH! UH! UH!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh............" the coach moaned as he slid his hand along the small of Brittany's bare back. He smoothed out her back with his palm, and then his fingers slid up to the back of her bra. He grabbed at the strap and began tugging on it, using it to pull the blonde teen against his cock harder.

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UH!" Brittany moaned as her buns crashed against her coach's thighs. Her upper body was being forced to thrust out as Coach Dick tugged at her bra from behind.

In one quick motion she felt her body being pulled to a standing position once more. She was immediately brought upright as Coach Dick stood her up by her bra. His other hand immediately shot out around her and grabbed hold of her right breast.

"UHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the blonde moaned as her coach squeezed the big tit and gave her a particularly hard thrust.

"Ohhhhhhh fuuuuuuck...." The horny coach moaned as he squeezed and fondled her giant jug through her bra. "Goddamn, Brittany! This melon of yours feels so big and juicy!"

"UH!" the blonde yelped. "UH! UH!"

With his other hand, Coach Dick now reached out and grabbed hold of her left jug. He took hold of both the jiggling melons and began kneading them and squeezing them simultaneously.

"Fuck yeah, Brit! Your tits are so fucking BIG! I can't believe I'm finally squeezing these 34DDDs!!"

"UHHHHH! UHHHHH!"

Coach Dick's hands moved over every inch of her massive breasts. He took hold of them form underneath and jiggled them around in his hands, until he made a new discovery. His index fingers were busy caressing the swell of her busty bosoms when he noticed that her nipples were hard.

"Fuck yes!!!!" the horny coach whooped. "Feel those fucking nipples, baby!!! Your nipples are so fucking hard!!!"

"UH!" was all Brittany could say. "UH! UH! UH!"

The coach then took hold of her huge tits and gripped them securely. He began pulling her into him by her tits, using them to ram his cock into her as hard and fast as he possible could.

"YEAHHHH!!" he hollered. "JUST LIKE THAT YOU BIG TITTY BABE! TAKE MY BIG POWERFUL COCK WHILE I SQUEEZE THOSE MASSIVE 34DDDs!!"

"UH!" Brittany moaned in response. "UHHHH! UHHHH! UHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"OH FUCK!! SO CLOSE...KEEP GOING BRIT!! MAKE ME BUST A NUT WITH THOSE MASSIVE DDD HOOTERS!!!"

"UHHHHHHHHHHHH! UH! UH!! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Brittany could feel his cock pulsing and throbbing hard inside her. It was throbbing harder than it had been all day.

"OH SHIT! HERE IT CUMS, BRIT! GET READY!"

"UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" the busty blonde moaned as her coach gave her one last, final thrust. "UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Coach Dick hurriedly pulled out from his student and took his dick in hand. He began stroking it over Brittany's rear as he slapped her middle section trying to get her to turn around.

"Turn over!" he said, hurriedly and abruptly. "Turn over, quick! Let me cum all over those......BIG BOOBS!"

Brittany paid his request no heed, and instead bent over once more on top of his desk. Her breasts collided with the surface once again, shielding them from Coach Dick's grasp...and penis.

"FUCK!!!" the coach yelled, frustrated. He stopped stroking his cock and let it rest atop Brittany's butt. It comfortably slid into the crevice of her buns while he bent over and reached around in an effort to grab the busty blonde's huge tits.

His first shot erupted from between her buns as he fumbled around with her chest and his desk, trying to force his hands between them.

"OHHHHHH FUUUUUUUCK!" he moaned as his shot fired and landed on the small of her back. Up front he could make out all sorts of boobflesh on the tips of his fingers, but it seemed impossible to properly grab hold of her mouth-watering melons.

"UHH!" Brittany moaned as she felt the hot liquid spray her back.

Coach Dick's second shot fired, and this time it came right back down and landed on her right bun. It drizzled down her beautiful rear and left a streak of semen on her leg's backside.

"UHHHHHHHH!" Brittany moaned again.

Before his next shot fired, Coach Dick managed to squeeze his hands between Brittany's giant boobs and his desk. The heavy mounds of meat filled his hands as he happily struggled to stretch them around their sheer size. He squeezed her giant hooters with relief and satisfaction as his next shots fired all over her backside.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 23



"FUUUUCK YEAAAAHHHH BRITTANY!! BIG JUICY DDDs!! TAKE MY HOT CUM BABY!!"

Brittany felt her back get hit four or five more times as her coach fondled and squeezed her big jugs through her bra. Coach Dick finished firing his load off in the next few shots, with his hands still mauling her hooters.

"BIG FUCKING TITS BABY, FUCK YEAH! FEEL ALL THAT BUSTY TIT-MEAT!! UH!! TAKE IT YOU BIG-TITTED BABE!!"

"UH! UH! UH!" Brittany moaned as his next three shots fired. "Uhhhhhhhhm.....

Coach Dick took his right hand off of her big tits to reach for his dick. He stroked it up and down over Brittany's cheeks, making the last of his jizz drizzle out all over them.

"Uhhhh......uhhh fuck.....fuck yes, baby...." The coach moaned as his tone and orgasm both began to die down. "Your tits are so fucking big....so much fucking boobmeat..."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhh......" the blonde moaned as her coach finished over her ass.

"...yessssssssss...." Coach Dick moaned as he spanked her asscheeks with his cock, a few more drops flying from his tip.

He then backed away and surveyed the damage as Brittany stood up and looked over her shoulder, trying to survey the damage as well.

"That was fucking amazing, Brittany!" the coach exclaimed as the busty blonde turned around. He looked at her with relief and wanting in his eyes. "Now...clean me off you big-boobed babe. Use that pretty mouth of yours..."

"Uhhh....I don't think so." Brittany said, turning around and walking to pick up her shirt.

Coach Dick watched as the blonde babe stuck her head through and pulled the shirt down over her abundant chest...as well as her doused back. He could see an expression of disgust on her face as she had, undoubtedly, felt his slimy seed.

"Alright. Whatever." He said as he collapsed on the couch. That last load had really taken it out of him. "It's late. You should get going."

"My thoughts EXACTLY." Brittany responded as she headed for the door.

"Oh, by the way..." Coach Dick said before she exited. "You girls can take the day off tomorrow."

At this, Brittany stopped and turned around.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"You and Brooke can have the day off tomorrow. Take time for yourselves...without me. We'll start fresh again after."

"What do you mean, 'start fresh'?" Brittany inquired, her hands on her hips.

"I don't know." Coach Dick said. "Try some new stuff. I'd really like to see those huge tits of yours bouncing up and down on top of me-"

"Whoa whoa whoa." Brittany interrupted him. "The only bouncing you're going to see is on the gym floor during basketball practice."

"Uh-huh." Coach Dick laughed. "Brit, we had a deal, remember? And if you don't honor that deal then-"

"Our deal..." Brittany interrupted again. "Was to have sex with you."

"Yeah, I know." Coach Dick replied. "That's exactly what I'm talking about."

Brittany now crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at her coach, sternly. She stared at him until he understood.

"Wait..." the coach said, Brittany's words finally dawning on him. "Do you mean...are you saying that this deal was for a one-time thing?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying." The blonde answered.

"Wait a second..." the coach said, searching for some sort of lopphole. "Wait a second...you can't say that you never specified an exact number of times to have sex. Because, you know, that works both ways and-"

"The deal was...that we'd have sex with you, and that's exactly what we've done."

Coach Dick was frantic. His mind was racing with thoughts of all the possibilities that were about to be stripped from him unless he did something about it. But in the midst of all that subliminal turmoil there was a sliver of reason that told him Brittany was right. He had failed to convey to the two girls that he wished to continue to have relations with them more than once; that he wanted them at his beck and call.

His thoughts turned from panic to sadness. Throughout their entire relationship he and the duo had been locked in a struggle for control. It was like a war; with both sides collecting intel on the other. The scales had been tipped to each side's favor more than once, and it seemed the tables were turning yet again.

He looked at Brittany as she stood calm and centered; her arms crossed over her massive chest once again. His hopes sunken, he started to feel more angry than sad. One minute he had found himself on top of the game, and now it seemed as though he might lose entirely. Brittany knew what she was doing. So did Brooke. The two blondes had played him assuredly. They had known something he hadn't...and now, at least, they were pretending not to know...pretending that the situation had been understood clearly by both parties all along when it clearly hadn't been. It made him mad.

"You can't...just...TAKE THIS ALL AWAY FROM ME!!" he shouted.

Brittany did not flinch at his outburst. His words had emanated with such power that she almost felt them whiz by her face and through her hair. The room echoed with the vibrations of her coach's voice.

"You two...knew all about this, didn't you??" he accused. "You KNEW this would happen! You're underhanded, and...and SNEAKY! I WON'T STAND FOR IT!!"

"What are you talking about?" the blonde asked of him. "You knew the rules all along. I don't have to take this."

Coach Dick stared at the busty blonde with wary eyes. She seemed to be speaking with sincerity, but for all he knew she could be fibbing again.

"You lied." He said. "The two of you lied to me. You didn't tell the truth, at least, not the whole truth or...whatever! This isn't fair, and you know it."

"Hm." Brittany said as she turned her head to the ground and shook it with a disappointing smile. She then brought her eyes back to her coach and stared at him with stern and that same disappointment. "Goodbye, Coach."

By her tone Coach Dick could hear that she was really saying the conversation was over. His suspicion was confirmed as Brittany turned around and made her way out of the office. Now that she was gone he suddenly felt his predicament become much lighter. He kicked himself for not acting with better judgment while the busty blonde was still here - if he had he might have been able to salvage what was left of their relationship.

He smiled, and then let out a small laugh of self-relief and tiredness. He was laughing as though he was disappointed in himself, but it seemed as though his mind was already beginning to look to the future, and if that was the case then perhaps things weren't as bad as he thought. This war was far from over.

He had to hand it to the two girls -- they certainly did not make things easy. Perhaps that was the very thing that would make it much more satisfying for him when he achieved complete victory over them.

He stretched out and yawned as he started to form a new plan from square one.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 24



"I'm standing on a beach. I can feel the sand beneath my feet. I can...smell the ocean. I can hear the waves crashing, and it all just feels so familiar to me. I don't look around; I can't see what's out there, but...somehow...I just know. I know because I've been there."

"Okay, so this is an actual dream. Right?" Coach Steven Blue asked. "This isn't something you are seeing...er...in a person or whatever?"

"Nope." Nina said. "This is just a dream I keep having. But...it's not like my other dreams."

"You mean...it's not like a regular dream?"

"No," Nina said. "It's not. This dream...it doesn't feel like a dream. It almost feels like a memory."

Coach Blue was sitting behind his desk, casually. Nina Knockers was pacing back and forth, deliberately, across from him as the two tried to decipher the meaning behind the strange occurrences in Nina's life.

"Alright so tell me what happens when you get sucked into the water."

Nina placed her hands on the head of the chair in front of his desk. She straightened her arms and sighed.

"I guess I...I don't know. I guess I...drown."

"You...you drown?"

"Yeah...well, not really." Nina replied. "I start to drown, but I guess...sort of...in the process of drowning...it just kind of stops."

"What stops?" Coach Blue asked, his hands propped behind his head.

"The drowning." Nina said. "Everything. I don't know."

"Everything...just stops?"

"Yeah..." Nina said, dreamily. "It's like...I'm not drowning anymore. But I'm not breathing, either. I start sinking, you know, into the water. But after a while it's like all the water just sort of vanishes."

Coach Blue nodded to let Nina know he was listening. The busty brunette continued.

"And I'm just in this dark void. And I'm falling...and I know it has an end, but I never reach it! And every time I have this dream I fall just a little bit deeper..."

"And what happens after you...reach the end?"

"I don't know." Nina said, her voice taking a more down to earth tone. "I've never made it that far. I always wake up."

"That's...the whole dream?"

Nina looked at her coach as though she had something she wanted to tell him, but ultimately decided against it.

"Yeah." She said. "That's it. I keep...wondering what's going to happen when I finally reach the end of the abyss."

"You've got me wondering now, too." The coach said.

Nina looked at her coach and gave a small laugh of relief. She felt as though she had unloaded a huge burden. She was beginning to grow accustomed to these little talks with her coach, and she had hardly even caught him staring today.

The two were busy basking in each other's presence; a clam, non-awkward silence slowly filling the room.

Coach Blue opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off when he heard a knock at the door. Startled, he changed his tone and cleared his throat before opening his mouth again.

"Ahem." He said. "Who is it?"

The visitor didn't bother answering the question. Instead both Nina and Coach Blue found themselves staring at the door as it slowly swung open. To their surprise the new assistant coach walked in.

"Hey, Blue Balls." The coach said as he crept into the room. "I just thought I'd-"

He stopped in mid-sentence as he saw Nina Knockers' beautiful face. She had her head turned in her seat and was staring at him as though he was interrupting, as was Coach Blue.

"What do you want, Dick?" Coach Blue asked, hastily.

"Nothing, nothing." The assistant coach said as he stepped in. "I just wanted to drop in. Didn't realize you had company."

The room was silent as he nonchalantly made his way over to the desk and leaned against it next to Nina. His gaze wandered to the busty brunette's huge chest, and Nina could feel him eye-humping her massive melons.

"Well, hey, Nina!" the coach said as enthusiastically as he could. Nina could also hear a small hint of sarcasm dripping from his tongue. "You look amazing today."

"Thanks." The brunette said in an annoyed tone.

Coach Dick now put on a serious voice.

"I noticed you out on the court the other day. You've got a lot of bounce!"

"Thanks." Nina said again, growing increasingly impatient.

"Man!" the coach went on. "I love watching you play! I saw you bust one for three, too! That was a great play! I thought to myself 'Wow, I'll bet she loves busting those big ones!'"

Nina gave a small shrug as she stared up at the coach with disdain. She didn't bother to answer him.

Coach Dick now looked directly at her as his face grew more serious. When he spoke, even his tone had grown in sincerity.

"So how 'bout it, Nina?" the coach asked, his eyes looking directly at the busty brunette. "Ever busted a really big one?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna go." Nina said as she hastily stood up. She walked out from around her chair and made a beeline for the door.

"Nina!" Coach Dick called after her. He let the next words fly from his mouth as soon as he thought Nina had given him leeway. "I'm having a small get-together at my place this weekend -- a pool party. Players only. You should come by."

Nina stopped, abruptly. She turned around and tried to pierce a hole through Coach Dick's arrogant face.

"Drop dead." She said. She then turned to her other coach. "See ya later, Coach Blue."

The two men eyed her luscious rear shamelessly as the busty brunette made her way out. It seemed that once she'd had her back turned she was fair game for staring.

As soon as the door shut behind her Coach Dick let out a long, low whistle.

"Damn!" he said. "Somewhere out there is a group of beautiful models just PRAYING to her!"

"What do you want, Dick?" Coach Blue asked for the second time. He was somewhat peeved that his arrogant assistant had run off the busty bombshell, and he was in no mood to beat around the bush. "And what's this about a pool party?"

Coach Dick could hear the anger and fear in his boss's voice. He was angry and afraid that his assistant might soon be surrounded by the bustiest babes Breastord had to offer, and that they'd be wearing bikinis to boot.

"Relax." He said, sitting down in the chair Nina had just gotten up from. "You're invited, too. I wouldn't dream of having any sort of gathering with our basketball players without consulting you first."

Coach Blue utterly ignored the sarcasm in his voice. He was just relieved that his arch-enemy would not be alone with all those big-breasted teens.

"Well, alright then." He said. "But I'll have to check my schedule."

"C'mon, Blue. You and I both know you don't have anything else to do."

The head coach now had a somewhat distraught look on his face. There was always the possibility of Gretchen, but lately he had taken to just staying at home and ducking his wife. That was probably where he would wind up if he did not attend this gathering, and as much as he hated the sight of Coach Dick he loved the sight of busty bikini-babes in their teens even more.

"Well, I guess I could stop by." He said.

"Not so fast..." Coach Dick said, causing a look of slight confusion to fall across Coach Blue's face. "I've got a proposition for you."

Coach Blue bent forward in his seat and rested his arms on top of his desk.

"I don't know if I like where this is going..." he said.

"Look, it's nothing." Coach Dick replied. "It's just that...I'd really like to spend some time alone with the girls. I feel like all they ever really know me as is 'your assistant coach.' I want them to know that there is a man behind the title, and I want them to know who that man is."

"Aha!" Coach Blue said, standing up and pointing a finger at his assistant. "I knew that's what this is about! You don't want me there!"

Coach Dick put his hands up in front of his chest as though someone was pointing a gun at him.

"Whoa...whoa!" he said. "Take it easy, man. It's not like that! It was just a thought. You're more than welcome to come if you want."

"Yeah..." Coach Blue said, slowly taking his seat again. "Whatever the hell you say. I'm coming, and you're not gonna convince me otherwise."

"Alright, Coach. That's cool; the more the merrier! But..."

"What 'but'?" Coach Blue asked with an annoyed expression. This conversation was beginning to feel somewhat repetitive.

"It's nothing." Coach Dick said. "It's just that if you come to my party you might miss out on a really fun time with Barbara and Beth."

Coach Blue had a blank expression on his face. He stared at Coach Dick as though he had just given him some bad news.

"What the hell are you talking about?" the coach asked of his assistant.

"Well, see...I arranged for the three of you to have a late supper together. Followed by...well, I'll leave that up to you."

"You're kidding me, right?" Coach Blue asked as though the answer was an obvious no.

"No, no..." Coach Dick answered. "C'mon, Blue. I wouldn't lie about something like this."

"Yeah you would." His boss replied.

"No." Coach Dick said. "Not about this. Not about Barbara and Beth."

"Barbara and Beth..." Coach Blue stated in a half question. "Barbara Biguns and Beth Bust...the committee members?"

"That's right." Coach Dick said. "They said they'd love to have you over...after I, sort of, built you up a little of course."

Coach Blue squinted at the other coach from across the desk.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" he asked. "I mean, first Paula and Natalie...now Barbara and Beth?"

"Look...I'm just doing what friends do. This is what they do, right? Scratch each other's backs? I'll scratch your back, and you scratch mine."

Coach Blue was still eyeing him suspiciously.

"What do you get out of all this?" he asked.

"I already told you..." the assistant coach said. "I just want the girls to get to know me. ME. Not just the 'me' they see on the court."

"Riiiiiiiight..." Coach Blue said, sarcastically.

Coach Dick sighed.

"Alright, fine. I'll level with you." He said. "Do I think some of those girls are attractive? Hell yes I do! I mean, you've seen them. They're....they're...unbelievable!"

Coach Blue now sat back as he really began listening to what the other man had to say.

"I guess a small part of me thinks that I would one day like to have a relationship with one of these girls."

Now Coach Blue raised an eyebrow as though he was shocked at his confession. At the same time, however, he felt his expression was as transparent as his assistant's ruse.

"I mean, don't get me wrong!" Coach Dick continued. "It's not like I want to...become romantic with these girls or anything. That's not me; this is all just sort of like...wishful thinking I guess. I know I'll never have a chance with these girls, for so many reasons. But at the same time I figure...it never hurts to plant a seed."

Coach Blue now sat up and nodded. Everything Coach Dick was saying was what he would expect to come out of his mouth, or any man's mouth for that matter. The hope, the realization, being at war with yourself...it was all dead on in this place.

Coach Dick's plan of attack was much different than his own. Where his plan had been abrupt, on the spot, and somewhat unconventional Coach Dick's was a more noble and traditional one. He seemed to actually believe that getting these girls to get to know him and vice versa was the way to go, but Coach Blue understood that these girls were not normal girls and they required abnormal methods in order to bed them. He had made it farther with Brittany and Brooke than Coach Dick could ever dream. He might get to see them in their bikinis, but Coach Blue had seen them bare-chested.

His mind was even more assured as he thought back to the fact that he had a wife. Although he was positive his new assistant had already cheated on his wife with a few members of the committee he also understood the type of woman he usually went for. They were models. They were older. They were busty. They were Paula, Natalie, Barbara, and all the other members of the Cantaloupe Committee. He already had his hands full with that bunch; there was no time and barely any motivation for him to bed their daughters.

"So...that's it?" Coach Blue said. "You just want to...kill two birds with one stone?"

Coach Dick nodded.

"That's all. Get out from behind your shadow, and plant my seed."

Coach Dick could tell his boss was still straddling the fence on the matter.

"C'mon, Coach...." he said to his boss. "Think about it. Think about your wife! Think about all the horrible things she's done to you! Look at what she's made you! This is your chance, man. This is your chance to get back at her. How much would it piss her off to know you had slept with two hot women like Barbara and Beth?"

Coach Blue nodded slowly as his thoughts on the matter came to a close.

"Alright." He said. "I'll do it. Just...one question though..."

"Sure." Coach Dick said, sitting back and crossing his arms.

"Couldn't you have arranged for me to have dinner with Barbara and Beth on another night? That way, I could have my date and go to the party?"

"I thought of that." Coach Dick said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "The women in this town are weird about having the sex talk with their daughters. Remember the last time I set you up with Paula and Natalie? They told me that Gretchen and Nina were asking too many questions."

Coach Blue nodded as he started to comprehend what his assistant was saying.

"I figured this would be a great way to get Brooke and Brittany out of their parents' houses without getting too nosy. Besides, you wouldn't want your after-school activities flaunted everywhere by some teenage girls, would you?" Coach Dick said.  

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Coach Blue replied. He wanted to comment further on the matter, but decided not to. He was afraid he might let something slip, or that his assistant might catch on to things he had done.

"Yeah." Coach Dick said as he stood up. "See? Everyone wins."

Coach Blue stood up now as well.

"You and I both know that there's no such thing as a game where everyone wins. There's always a winner; there's always a loser."

"Whatever." Coach Dick said as he shook his head. "Look, I gotta get going. I'll see ya around, Blue Balls."

A moment later Coach Blue was left alone in his office as Dick walked out.

* * * * * * *

The weekend came as fast as it was destined to go. Coach Steven Blue had spent the better part of the week waiting for this one day, this one night; this one small chunk of the evening. He now stood on the doorstep of the Biguns' house...home to the busty blonde teen Brooke and her rack-of-a-mother Barbara.

He knocked on the door, and a moment later he was greeted by the sight of Barbara Biguns and her friend Beth Bust.

Coach Blue was almost taken aback by what he saw.

Both women were wearing tight-fitted turtleneck sweaters. Their boobs were practically jutting out into the night air as Barbara opened the door. Barbara's sweater was black, but the material was stretched thin enough to make it look a bit lighter. She was wearing a brown skirt which stopped somewhat high above the knee. Coach Blue thought that it looked somewhat professional; perhaps something she wore during the workday.

Beth was wearing a similar outfit. Her sweater was a white one, but unlike Barbara's the stretching of her top by her enormous jugs almost made the material see-through. Coach Blue thought that if he stared hard enough he could make out the outline of her bra. Her skirt was a black one, and it looked more formal than anything else. The awe-inspired coach could see that it had 'layers,' but most appealing of all was probably the fact that it hung a little lower than Barbara's and fit like a sheath around her thighs.

"Wow!" the coach exclaimed as he took in the sight of the two busty women. "You ladies look amazing!"

"Come in." Barbara offered, as she stepped aside and opened the door wider.

Coach Blue stepped inside eagerly. He could view the dining room from the door, and he noticed that the table had already been set. Not only that, but the food had been served as well.

"I hope you don't mind if we get straight to dinner..." Beth said as she walked up beside her friend Barbara. "Barb and I are kind of hungry."

Coach Blue thought for a second. He had been looking forward to this night for quite some time, but he had never really pictured exactly how things would go. In his mind he would simply go straight from the door to their bras, but he opted to realize that that just wasn't plausible.

"Sure, I don't mind." He said. "I'm kind of hungry myself."

The two women gave small, barely noticeable frowns to each other as they suddenly felt Coach Blue's eyes on their massive chests.

"Okay." Barbara said, as she and Beth took a few steps into the hallway. "Right this way."

A few steps more and they were standing in the dining room. Barbara walked to the far end of the table and sat down. Coach Blue followed suit as she gestured for him to sit down on the end. As he did so he took note of Beth seating herself on his other side...across from Barbara.

The trio began eating their meal. Conversation was scarce; the only words spoken were of work-related issues and community happenings. Coach Blue could not take his eyes off their massive racks. He loved the way they jutted into the edges of the table, even though the women were seated comfortably. He especially loved how their tight sweaters hugged their chests so perfectly, and made them look even sexier.

Beneath the table his cock was throbbing, and he began to grow restless. His leg began shaking nervously as he hoped time would go by faster. Sitting at a table with two big-breasted women was a real treat, but lying in bed with them was an even better one.

"I...I'm finished." He said, with the highest of hopes.

The two busty MILFs stopped their eating motions and gave each other surprised looks.

"Oh?" Beth said. "So soon?"

"Yeah..." Coach Blue answered. "I couldn't eat another bite."

Barbara put down her fork and let it fall on a plate.

"Well...I suppose Beth and I could skip one meal. It never hurts to watch your figure, after all."

Coach Blue eyed both of the busty women's massive racks.

"Your figures look fine to me..." he said, alternating his gaze between Barbara and Beth.

The two women laughed nervously at each other for a moment, before turning to the coach at the end of the table.

"Should we have a glass of wine, then?" Beth asked.

"Absolutely!" the coach exclaimed, and a few moments later the three were getting up from the table and walking out of the room.

* * * * * * *

For Coach Daniel Dick the night seemed to be moving just as slow. He had been searching all night for an opportunity to mend things with the busty duo of Brittany Bust and Brooke Biguns, but such an opportunity had yet to present itself. He had even tried several times to force an opportunity by beginning a conversation, but he was almost always side-tracked by another pressing matter. Having all these girls in his home had proven to be a bigger responsibility than he had thought. All he wanted to do was have one more shot at the busty duo, but he also couldn't let a single girl go home that evening without having anything but good things to say to their mothers.

The night had grown even darker as Brooke swiftly and quietly made her way out the back door. Behind her, Brittany was closely following at her heels. Brooke brought a finger to her lips and shushed her friend as she closed the sliding glass door behind her.

Inside the house Coach Dick was startled as he heard a door close. Deciding to inspect the situation, he made his way out the kitchen and into the back hallway. He peered around the corner and out the door and was immediately met with one of the most beautiful sights he had ever seen.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 24



Brooke was pulling her shirt up and over her head. Coach Dick watched in awe as her blue bikini top came into view. The top had a sort of shiny luster to it; it reminded him of silk. Brooke's huge breasts were straining to be freed as they pushed and pushed against the aching top. Coach Dick's eyes widened as he got a terrific view of her cleavage as she bent over and pulled her shorts down, revealing a matching blue bottom.

Next to her Brittany had rid herself of her shirt as well. Coach Dick felt his cock throb as he caught sight of her yellow bikini. The two bikinis seemed to be made of the same material; each one giving off its own shiny light like a beacon guiding him home. Brittany's massive rack made his cock throb even harder as she, too, now bent over and stripped down to only her bikini.

The two girls turned around and began having a conversation, and Coach Dick could see each girl's buns were wrestling with each other over their bottoms. They weren't exactly wearing thongs, but the material was so scrunched up that it didn't leave much to the imagination. What's more is that the girls weren't doing anything about it.

The horny coach reached down to his swim shorts and began rubbing his quickly-hardening cock. He was already almost at full erection, and it looked even bigger than usual as he was not wearing any type of underwear. Realizing what had to be done, he quickly took his hand off his bulge and turned back around the corner. He pressed his back up against the wall and breathed heavy as he tried to calm himself down. He managed to do so, just enough so that he could walk without any embarrassment. The huge bulge in his shorts, however, was still clearly visible.

"So...what do ya think?" Brooke asked as she turned to her friend and threw her arms out.

"It's..it's a hot tub!" Brittany said with a big smile.

Brooke was, indeed, motioning to an in-ground hot tub. The coach's backyard was apparently separated by an indoor pool. While the girls had been swimming and enjoying themselves in part of his backyard, this section had been completely unclaimed.  

"That's right!" Brooke said, motioning to the bubbling water as though she had just made a huge discovery. "While everyone else was swimming I was busy trying to look through the glass. But, I don't know, I guess that glass is like a special type of glass. Everything looked blurry! But I guess I could tell what it was because I've actually seen one before..."

"You have?" Brittany asked, surprised. "You've never told me that! Where did you see one??"

"At Nina's." Brooke said, matter-of-factly.

"No...way!" Brittany said, a smile forming across her face. "Miss Knockers has a hot tub??"

"Mhm." Brooke said. "And Nina hasn't told a soul."

"How did you find out?" Brittany asked, intrigued.

Brooke walked a little closer to the tub and turned around to face her friend.

"I went snooping." She said with a smile and a wink.

Brittany gave a cute little laugh.

"Wow you're more nosy than I thought!"

"Mhm!" Brooke smiled. "So...what do you say?"

Brittany looked a little uneasy as her friend questioned her about getting in.

"Is this why we didn't go swimming with the other girls?" she asked.

"Yeah." Brooke said. "Well that, and...who wants to go swimming with that bastard coach of ours?"

Brittany laughed.

"Yeah, I guess you're right!" she said.

She watched as Brooke daintily stepped into the water. She took hold of the handrail and began stepping down the three or four small steps that led deeper and deeper. Soon her tummy was submerged, and a second later she stepped on to the floor of the tub and she was swallowed up to her neck.

"It's...so warm!" Brooke said. "It feels so good!"

Brittany smiled at her friend. She shook her head playfully and then stepped into the water as well. Within moments she could feel the warm water rushing around her. The jets caused the water to flow, which in turn caused her rack to jiggle and sway with the water's current.

The two girls basked in the feeling of the warm water as they stood at the center of the hot tub, only their faces visible. Their long, blonde hair was completely submerged as they stared up and enjoyed the warm jets.

After a while they made their way to the tub's edge. The entire tub had a single step which ran along the entire edge to serve as a place to sit, so the two girls did exactly that. They're massive racks splashed above the water as they climbed into their seats and turned their bodies so their backs were on the tub's wall. Their breasts swayed to and fro lightly form within their bikini tops just above the water as they moved with the water's flow.

Each girl leaned against the tub and threw her head back in relaxation, closing their eyes in pure ecstasy.

"Brooke?" Brittany asked.

"Yeah?" Brooke replied.

Brittany hesitated before asking her next question.

"Why are we here?"

"Cause this is fun!" Brooke said, adjusting herself more comfortably.

"Yeah, but..." Brittany began. "Shouldn't we...not be here? At his house?"

"Well, probably not." Brooke said. "But it's fine for now because all the other girls are here."

"Yeah...I guess so."

"Besides..." Brooke said. "You did tell him about the loophole, right?"

Brittany did not hesitate this time.

"Yeah, I did! Just like you told me to."

"Okay...then we have nothing to worry about." Brooke replied.

"Ummm...." Her friend said.

Brooke sighed. She turned to the side and climbed off from her seat. She made her way to the far end of the tub and pulled a bottle from the ground above her on the tub's edge. She then made her way back to her previous position and turned so that she was facing her friend.

"Look." She said, showcasing the bottle.

Brittany brought her head down and gazed at the bottle in her friend's hand.

"What is it?" she asked.

Brooke smiled as she raised her eyebrows at her friend for a brief moment.

"It's wine." She said.

"Whoa..." Brittany gasped. "You mean, like the stuff our moms are always drinking?"

"Yup, that's right!"

"Where did you get it??" Brittany asked.

Brooke had a smug look on her face.

"I found it inside just after we got here, while everyone else was outside."

Brittany let out a small gasp.

"That's...Coach Dick's??" she asked.

"Yeahuh." Brooke replied. She then put on a more serious face. "We should drink it."

"I don't know..." Brittany said. "What if he finds out?"

"He's not gonna find out." Brooke said. "Besides, even if he does...I think he owes us this much. After all the gross things he's done."

"Yeah...I don't know. Maybe you're right." Brittany said.

"So...." Brooke said as she gestured behind her friend. "Hand me those two glasses over there."

Brittany turned around and was surprised to find two glasses sitting on the edge she had not noticed before. Her better judgment caught up with her as she reached for them, however, and she realized that Brooke must have brought them out of the house along with the bottle of wine.

She handed the two wine glasses to her friend who immediately placed them on the outer border of the tub. Brittany then watched as she uncorked the wine bottle.

"How did you learn how to do that?" Brittany asked of her.

"I've watched my mom do it." Brooke answered as she began pouring wine into the two glasses. When she was finished she set the bottle aside and handed a full glass to Brittany, and then she took a glass into her own small hand.

The two girls held their glasses from the bottom of the arch. They had them poised over the water as they once again lean back against the wall and relaxed.

"Are you sure we should drink?" Brittany asked. "I don't want anything bad to happen..."

"It'll be fine." Brooke said. "We've both had wine before, and we're fine."

Brittany shrugged as she thought back to the time when she and her best friend had snuck a drink. They had been so scared that their mothers would find out that they never did it again.

Brooke then brought the glass to her lips, indicating to Brittany that she should do so as well. The two girls shared a quick glance as they each felt the aroma of the wine tickling their senses, and then (as though on a timer) they each took a small sip.

Brittany brought the glass down from her mouth at the same time Brooke did. Brooke licked her lips as she broke down the taste.

"It tastes a little different," she said. "But it's still just as sweet as ever!"

"Mhm!" Brittany said as the two girls took another sip.

* * * * * * *

Coach Daniel Dick had gone back inside to try to get a handle on things. It was still before the party's allotted ending time, and things didn't seem to be dying down anytime soon. Deciding to sneak another peak at the busty duo and their huge, bikini-clad bosoms he began to make a second trip to the backyard.

As he made his way through the kitchen Mary Mammaries stepped in front of him.

"Hi, Coach!" she said. "Greeeeeeeat party!"

"What?" Coach Dick said, preoccupied with the hallway ahead. "Oh, yeah thank you. If you'll just excuse me...I have to-"

"Find your assistant coach?"

Surprised, Coach Dick turned around and saw Gretchen Swanson stepping toward him. She was one of the few girls still showing off her bust in a bikini top. The rest had opted to put their clothes back on.

"You don't know where he might be, do you?" Gretchen asked of him.

"No..." Coach Dick said, peering at Gretchen suspiciously. "Why?"

"No reason..." the brunette said casually. "I just noticed he wasn't here."

Mary began to speak, but Coach Dick was too preoccupied with getting to the backyard. He was peering down the hallway as though it was the Stairway to Heaven. As Mary jabbered on, he decided that he could no longer take it and put his hand on her shoulder.

"...so that's why I was thinking that I should stay on the first team, and if all the other plays I do for you-"

"Mary..." Coach Dick interrupted. "That all sounds...great. But...it's getting late. I think it's time for this party to end."

"Oh." Mary said with slight disappointment. "Okay then."

He then turned to Gretchen and spoke to the two girls simultaneously.

"Would you two help me round everyone up?" he asked.

* * * * * * *

"Whoa..." Brittany said. "I can't believe we're on our second glass! The bottle looks like it hasn't even been touched!"

"I know!" Brooke replied. "But it's soooo yummy..."

"Mhm!" Brittany said. "Whoa!"

"What?" Brooke asked as she looked at her friend.

"My...my head is spinning!" Brittany giggled.

Brooke laughed along with her.

"Mine too! I think we need another glass..."

"Mhm!" Brittany responded.

The two girls were too busy partaking in the wine that they had not noticed Coach Dick opening the backdoor, stepping out, and quietly closing it shut. He viewed the two busty teens from a distance and saw the two wine glasses in their hands. He lifted his shirt up and off his body as he began walking over to the tub where the two busty teens sat. He stopped a few feet away from them wearing nothing but his swim shorts and stared down over their heads to the big, heaving breasts that were jutting out far into the water.

Brittany and Brooke had, apparently, just started drinking another glass of wine. They were busy laughing in between sips when all of a sudden Brooke felt a short gust of wind hit her. Since the lower part of her body was drenched in warm water the gust hit her upper body hard and made her shiver. The two girls suddenly became aware that someone was standing at the foot of the hot tub right next to them, and they saw a man's feet plant themselves between them.

"Whoa!" Brittany said as she backed away and looked up.

Brooke did so as well, and she was surprised to find Coach Dick standing above them...shirtless. The two girls could also see that he had a huge erection...it was jutting out from his body seemingly as far as their own breasts jutted out from their bods. The horny coach was staring down at them hungrily as he stood above them.

"Well, well." He said, looking down at the shocked looks of surprise written across their faces. "You girls won't mind if I join you?"

"Ew." Brooke said as Coach Dick took his first step into the tub.

The two beauties immediately backed away from him and sat themselves across from each other at opposite ends of the hot tub. They watched as Coach Dick seated himself comfortably where they had been sitting previously, and the coach then put his arms up on the outer edge of the tub as a look of pure relaxation draped across his face.

"What are you doing here?" Brooke asked, conceitedly.

"What do you mean?" Coach Dick said. "This is my house. This is my tub."

"Yeah, but....we were already here!" Brittany stated.

"So don't let me stop you..." Coach Dick said as his eyes noticed the bottle of wine not far from him. The girls watched as he slowly reached for it. "...and this is my wine..."

Brooke and Brittany watched as their coach took a long swig from the wine bottle. They held their glasses above the water; their bodies and boobs swaying while Coach Dick brought the bottle down from his lips.

"That's good wine." He said as he set the bottle back down. "I see you girls raided my house."

At this, Brooke fixed her posture, or at least tried to fix it as best she could while sitting down in a hot tub.

"It was already here." She said, snootily.

"Funny..." Coach Dick said. "I don't remember leaving it here."

"Well...it was!" Brittany said. "And we thought it was here for everyone and we're everyone!"

Coach Dick could hear in her voice that the wine was beginning to take effect. The girls couldn't have been but on their second glass, but with their body weights that was more than enough for the wine to subdue them. It was only a matter of time.

"And yooooou..." Brittany said as she lazily pointed a finger at the coach and let it fall. "You can't do anything with us."

"Is that so?" Coach Dick asked, smugly.

"Yeah..." Brooke said. "That is soooo so."

"Hm." The coach said. "Why don't I pour you girls another glass of wine?"

* * * * * * *

Wine was beginning to take effect in another part of town. At the Biguns household three empty glasses sat atop a coffee table before three pairs of knees. Two of those pairs belonged to Barbara Biguns and her friend Beth Bust. They sat on either side of the sofa. The third pair of knees belonged to the overly zealous Coach Steven Blue, who sat between the two beautiful mothers with their big breasts pressing against his chest as they passionately made out.

Coach Blue's dick was throbbing in his pants as he reached for Beth's massive pair of hooters on his right. His hand stretched around one of the giant orbs through her sweater and squeezed, squeezed as though he were juicing a fruit. He pried his lips off Beth for a moment and turned to Barbara, who immediately pressed hers against his. As he began kissing with the second busty MILF his hand reached for her big tits and began fondling each one through her sweater as well.

Barbara was delayed, however, as she heard a knock on the door.

"Goottta...mget...door!" she moaned into his mouth as he mauled her big tits with his hands.

Coach Blue grunted, then immediately turned back to Beth and took hold of her tits.

As Barbara got up to answer the door, Coach Blue reached for her friend's big jugs with both hands. Beth let a small squeal escape her lips as the eager coach brought his head down to her chest. He pressed his face into her cleavage and rubbed at her boobs with it over and over.

"Ohhh....fuck yeahhhhhh...." He moaned. He then took hold of her boobs with his hands again and pushed her down into a lying position. He quickly straddled her and placed his bulge atop her giant rack. He held his erection down with his hands as he began scraping his pants across her sweater, titfucking her with all their clothes on.

Beth lay back and craned her head to the side as Coach Blue rubbed his cock over her boobs. She watched as Barbara came back into the room shaking her head.

"Just...an unwanted guest." She said.

Coach Blue heard her speak, and one moment later he climbed off of Beth's huge rack. He took his previous position on the sofa as Beth sat up and Barbara took her seat once again. He placed his hands around the small of their backs and lowered himself in his seat until his head was level with their chests.

"Smother me with those huge boobs, ladies!" he said as he began applying pressure to their backs.

He moaned as both of the mega-mammed MILFs pressed their giant tits together around his head. They began rubbing his face all over with their huge racks, making sure to smother him between them.

"Ohhhhhh.....yessssss......!" The coach moaned from between their heaving racks as the two chesty women rubbed their boobs all over his face. "You busty babes have such big, beautiful BOOBS!"

"STEVEN!!"

Coach Blue was too busy enjoying the feel of four big breasts in his face to notice that someone had called his name. He was forced to find out who it was, however, since the big breasts in his face stopped pressing as Barbara and Beth pulled away.

Disappointed, he resigned to find out who had called his name...and he was shocked to see his wife standing in the room.

"Steven Blue!" she said angrily. "WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU DOING??"

Coach Blue, still shocked at his wife's presence, looked from the MILF on his right to the MILF on his left. Neither one offered him any sort of help as they did their best to subtly fix their hair and clothing.

"Uhmmm...baby!" he said. "It's not what it looks like!"

He realized it was stupid as soon as he said it. That line was always so cliché. Laura crossed her arms over her chest and stared down at him in anger.

"Honey!" the coach said. "We were just discussing...school matters, that's all!"

"Steven...get in the car." His wife said.

"But...sweetie...I-"

"Get in the car NOW Steven!" she blurted out.

Disappointed and frustrated, the coach finally stood up and began walking out of the room.

"Laura..." Barbara said. "He's telling the truth."

"You stay out of this!" the coach's wife spat as she pointed a finger at Barbara. "The both of you...stay away from my husband."

And with that threat she turned around and followed her husband out the door.

* * * * * * *

Coach Dick had his arms resting on either side of him above the water comfortably as the busty duo chattered drunkenly. Even in their inebriated state the girls still found ways to isolate him. Whenever he would try to get in on the conversation they would simply stop speaking for a moment, and then change the subject or burst out laughing.

He was beginning to see the downside to being with two teenage girls...even those as curvaceous as Brooke and Brittany. He wasn't sure if he could continue listening to their mundane chatter, so he reached for the bottle of wine once more and took a long swig. As he was setting the bottle down the movements of the water flowing caused his body to sway, which, in turn, almost caused him to drop the bottle.

Realizing that he needed to protect his only ticket into the girls' bras he opened a latch with his right hand and accessed the tub's control setting. He adjusted them so that the jets turned off, and this caused the girls to grow confused.

"Heeeeyyy!" Brittany said. "What happened??"

"What...Coach Dick? What'd you do?" Brooke added.

"What?" the coach asked, genuinely surprised at their reaction. A light bulb went off in his head however, and he began to hatch a plan. "Oh...I think I accidentally...turned the hot tub's lever with my leg!"

"Whaaaaat..." Brittany asked, her wine splashing out of her glass as she moved. She realized that she had spilled and burst out laughing.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 24



"Brit, you're such a clutz!" Brooke said to her friend.

"Oh my God..." Brittany said. "You're not even perfect yourself, you know!"

Brooke started laughing at her friend's seemingly incoherent argument.

"Girls!" Coach Dick said. "The water?"

"Ohhh....oh yeah!" Brooke said. "What happened?"

"There's a lever that controls the water, and I hit it with my leg." The coach said as his hands darted under the water. "I can't get it to go back."

"Uggh!" Brittany exclaimed. "This is booooring!"

"Yeah!" Brooke added. "What about the water?"

Coach Dick threw an innocent look on his face.

"Well...maybe if you two girls helped me turn the water back on..."

"Yeah! I wanna turn the water on!" Brittany said, jumping up and down in the hot tub with excitement.

Coach Dick moaned as his cock throbbed at the sight of Brittany's bouncing rack splashing up and down in the water. His heart raced as he realized that this might actually happen.

"Well...Brooke would need to help you." The horny coach said, his cock aching to be released.

"Mmm." Brooke said as she finished off her glass of wine. "Okay, I'll help you Britttt."

"Good!" Coach Dick said, trying to hide his excitement as he spoke to both girls. "Come over here and help me out."

He watched as the two girls began making their way to him around the edges of the tub. He eyed their massive chests as they dunked in and out of the water, causing it to ripple. He was focused on them, and before he knew it the girls were just inches from either side of him -- Brooke on his right, and Brittany on the left.

"Where's the button?" Brittany asked as she began searching the outer rim of the hot tub.

Coach Dick watched as the two blondes searched frantically for the control panel.

"It's...not a button." He said. "It's a lever."

"Where's the leverrrrr...." Brooke asked in a whiney tone as she looked up at her coach.

"Umm...it's under the water." The coach said.

"Is this it??" Brooke asked as her hand immediately dove under the water and took a firm grasp of his leg.

Startled, Coach Dick suppressed his urge to flinch. Instead he welcomed her touch and tried to stay calm. His cock was rock hard.

"It's...actually...a little bit higher." He said with hope in his voice.

He could feel his blood running hot as Brooke slid her hand up his inner thigh.

"Higher..." the coach said as the busty blonde worked her way up. "Higher........a little higher.......THAT'S IT!"

The coach really had to fight his urges now as he felt Brooke's small hand take a firm grasp of his penis from outside his shorts. Brooke was grasping it as though she would grasp a lever - hard and willing to pull.

"It won't...turn!" she said as she wiggled it from side to side.

"No...don't turn. Pull it..." the coach said in a small moan. "Pull it..."

He let out an audible sound of ecstasy as he now felt his penis being tugged by Brooke's hand.

"Yeah...." He moaned. "Yeahhhhh...grip it a little lighter....yeah, yeahhhhh...just like that....ohhhhhyeahhhhhh..."

Coach Dick leaned back and relaxed as Brooke began working his cock to his liking. After a moment or two he turned to his left, to Brittany, and told her to help her friend.

"Brooke's having a little trouble, Brit..." he said. "Would you mind...uhhhh...helping her?"

Brittany did not answer. She only moved in and began fishing for the "lever" underwater. Her hand came across Brooke's, and she wrapped her own hand around it and began working Coach Dick's cock up and down along with her friend. After a moment or two she slid her hand down and it wrapped around a small part of his dick at the base.

Coach Dick let out a moan as the two busty girls began working his cock for him. His dick was throbbing in their grasp, but the fact that a lever did not genuinely throb apparently had not dawned on them. The coach simply leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of two busty teens stroking him through his shorts.

"Nothing's happening." Brooke said casually.

"Oh...yeah!" Brittany said. "The jets still aren't on..."

"You want the jets on?" the coach breathed as the girls idly pumped their hands up and down his crotch over his shorts.

"Yeah!" Brittany said. "We dooooo.."

"I think I know what the problem is..." Coach Dick said, ready for some more action.

The girls found their hands being pushed away as their coach began stripping off his shorts beneath the surface of the water. He grabbed them by the hem and pulled them down over his legs, and then brought his legs up and pulled them through. He took his shorts in hand and sat on them, so as not to show the girls and alarm them.

Now completely nude, he once again instructed the two girls to "pull the lever."

"Go ahead and try pulling the lever again, girls..." he told them.

The two girls threw their hands into the water once more and searched around for his penis. When they found it, they grasped it -- Brooke took the upper portion and Brittany took the base. Coach Dick let out a loud breath of relief as he felt the two busty blondes start tugging his bare cock.

"Oh man...that feels so good...!"

"What?" Brittany asked.

"Oh...the coach said. It's nothing...I just meant that this tub feels so good."

The two girls shrugged off his comment as they continued to work his cock. They seemed to be completely unaware of the entire situation, even as their coach's eyes rolled into the back of his head in pure sexual bliss.

Coach Dick noticed how sexually advanced their movements were; they were not ever aware that this was a sexual moment they were experiencing, and yet their bodies were responding to what their minds did not know...almost as though this were natural to them. He even felt the girls' hands swap positions a few times...and each time caused him to gasp. But each time the girls swapped so quickly and fluidly without the slightest pause that he was immediately in their grasp and brought back to relief.

It was pure heaven being jerked by Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust.

The coach could feel himself getting overly excited. He was doing his best to keep his moans and heavy breathing to a minimum as he throbbed in their double-grip. He counted his lucky stars for that, and then decided to try and calm himself down by stirring up a conversation.

"How does that lever feel, girls?'

"Big." Brittany said.

"Hard." Brooke added.

"Oh...god...!" the coach said, his cock throb-hardening in their grasp. He saw the two girls exchange glances, and he knew that they had felt it. Still, he couldn't help but smile at how perfect their response was. Fueled by their wordplay he threw all caution to the window and began bucking his hips up and down, trying to fuck their hands as his excitement got the better of him.

"Tell me how big and hard it is!" he breathed as his lust for the two busty girls grew to desperate proportions.

"It's sooooooooo big..." Brooke cooed.

"It's sooooooooo hard..." Brittany encouraged.

"Fuck yes, babes!!" the coach moaned enthusiastically as he worked his cock up and down through their hands. After a while he managed to get a hold of his excitement long enough to sustain his load as things got a little bit hotter. "Hey girls...listen. From now on, don't call it a 'lever.' Okay? Call it a 'rod.'"

The girls looked at each other and shrugged. They felt his cock harden as he watched their tits bounce ever so slightly from the motion.

"Okay." Brittany said, casually. "Whatever."

"So...umm...what are your first and last names?" their coach asked of them.

The girls had confused looks on their faces, but they turned back to him after shrugging to each other again.

"Brooke Biguns..." Brooke said.

"Brittany Bust." Brittany answered.

"And what are you two girls doing right now?" the coach inquired.

"We're pulling your rod..." Brooke said, quizzically.

"Yeah...yeah." The coach said. "But tell me in detail what you are doing..."

"We're pumping our hands up and down your big, hard rod..."

"FUCK YES!" the coach moaned as he thrust his cock in their grasp, fucking their hands with his rock-hard member. "Tell me how big and hard it is!!"

To his surprise, the girls continued the commentary of the heated situation.

"It's soooo hard...so big..."

"Yeah, babes, YEAH! Keep going!" the coach encouraged, trying to spur on their dirty talk. His cock was throbbing at a level he was unfamiliar with.

"We can feel how long it is in our hands as we pump them up and down its length...up and down, up and down, up and down..."

"Yeah, yeah, YEAH!!" the coach bellowed as the two girls continued to jerk him off. He could feel precum leaking out of his cock as it throbbed in the girls' hands. "Tell me more, babes!!"

"I don't think we've ever felt a rod as big and hard as this before..."

"Ohhh shit!!!" the coach moaned as he enthusiastically humped their hands faster. "UH! UH! Tell me it's the biggest!"

"Your rod is the biggest, Coach Dick!"

"OH FUCK!!!" the coach moaned as his cock began to fire thick ropes of jizz into the heated tub.

The girls had inquisitive looks on their faces as they watched Coach Dick's body jerk and spasm in the weirdest of motions. He had his back arched, and he looked as though he were experiencing some type of pain. He had his eyes shut tight, and he was gritting his teeth as his hips bucked upward.

"Uhh! Uhhh! Uhhhhh! Fuck yeah! Uh!" the coach moaned as his cock fired shot after shot of hot cum from between the girls' hands.

Brooke and Brittany did not seem to question his actions at all as they continued to jerk his spurting cock. The seamen had almost no visibility in the hot water of the tub, and they simply had no knowledge of what was happening.

"Ohhhhhhhh.....uhhhhhhhh....ahhhhhhhh....fuuuuuck..." they heard their coach moan as his body relaxed itself and he fell back into a slumped position. He had a weird smile on his face and had the look of a man that was on vacation.

"Is...everything okay, Coach?" they asked him.

Coach Dick took his time answering their question. He had just blown a load in the water, his first of multiple, but as the girls idly continued to stroke his cock he realized that he could keep going if he wanted.

In fact, he realized, that was exactly what he was doing. He didn't know if it was the heat of the water, or the StaminaX he had downed, but his cock was as enthusiastic to see their tits as his eyes were. He almost laughed to himself at the thought...Brooke and Brittany had no idea what a monster his cock was, but he had every intention of letting them find out.

"Yeahh..." the coach moaned, growing more excited by the second as his hands found the bikini straps on their backs. "Yeahhhhh....you girls are doing a great job...uhhhhhhhh...keep pulling that lever!"

Enthused, the girls adjusted themselves to be more comfortable. In the process, Coach Dick applied pressure to their back and the duo instinctively inched closer to him. Their bodies were now pressed against his as the girls finished adjusting themselves.

This newfound adjustment allowed the coach a better, closer look at their racks. He looked to his right and Brooke's blue bikini top, and then turned to his left to stare at Brittany's yellow one. He noted how both pairs gave off a very slight jiggle as they jerked him off. He grew harder in their hands.

He turned his head to Brooke's lovely balloons. They were hugged tightly in her bikini, and he licked his lips as they jiggled invitingly.

"Hey!" Brooke said, causing the coach to look up at her face. "I need some more yummy wine!"

Relieved, Coach Dick began to reach for the bottle. But just as he was about to grasp it he stopped.

"Er...I uhhh...we drank all the wine." He said.

"What??" Brittany said, pulling her hand away.

"Brit..." the coach said. "Don't stop pulling the lever!"

"Oh! Sorry..." she said as she once again took hold of the coach's cock.

Coach Dick let out a very relieved moan as he basked in the warmth of a hand from each girl.

"What are we gonna drink?" Brooke asked in a whiney tone.

The coach leaned a little closer to Brooke.

"I still have some wine on my lips. Want to give them a taste?"

Before she could respond Brooke felt her lips being invaded by her coach's. She immediately tasted the wine, and in no time she was kissing back. Before long they were kissing sloppily and moaning into each other's mouths as Coach Dick instinctively bucked his hips up and down to thrust his cock in and out of their grasp. He was so turned on it was almost painful.

He finally pulled away from Brooke and turned to Brittany, who wasted no time in pressing her lips against his. Coach Dick smiled as he made out with the second busty girl, and Brooke watched as their making out became audible and wet. She pumped her hand up and down the coach's cock along with Brittany as the two kissed noisily.

When he finally pulled his lips away from Brittany he leaned back once again and breathed heavy.

"Fuck...this is hot....you girls are so good! Ahhhh....Keep stroking it..."

The girls did as they were told and continued to jerk him off.

He forcefully wrapped his arms around their waists, then turned to Brooke and planted a kiss. The two began making out vigorously, and then it turned to small pecks as the coach pulled away.

"You know..." he said. "You girls both have wine on your lips..."

He then turned to the other busty blonde and began kissing her in the same way. When he was finished sticking his tongue in her mouth he pulled back. He then slid his hands up their backs and over their bikini straps. The girls tingled as they felt his hands on the back of their necks and rest on the back of their blonde heads.

He leaned into Brooke and gave her a soft kiss, then turned to Brittany and did the same. He then pulled away once more, and leaned back slightly.

"Now you two kiss..." he said as he playfully nudged their heads toward each other.

To his surprise, the girls did not hesitate. He watched as the busty duo pressed lips and began making out right in front of him. His cock was ready to explode as he watched the two busty babes lip-lock and bat each other's tongues around as though they were experts.

Wanting to get in on the action, he quickly dove in and turned their kiss into a three-way one. He alternated between each busty blonde and moaned as their hands continued to work his cock.

After several minutes of making out with both Brooke and Brittany at the same time, the coach leaned back against the wall almost ready to erupt.

"Faster, girls..." he breathed. "Faster!"

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as she began pumping her hand up and down his cock as fast as she could. Across from her, Brittany was doing the same thing.

"Fuuuuuck yesssssss....." Coach Dick groaned as the girls sent his handjob into overdrive. His eyes almost bugged out when he noticed how the new motions were causing the girls' racks to jiggle. He alternated between staring at both set of humungous cans as they bounced around above the water and splashed his face.

"Uhhhhhh!" Brittany exclaimed as her massive melons bounced and jiggled from the force of her hand movements.

Coach Dick once again had his hands on their waists. He pulled them close, leaned forward, and brought his head down so it was level with their chests. He started breathing heavy as both pairs of huge tits surrounded his face...they were so close he could actually feel the heat emanating from them.

"Yes..." he moaned as he looked at Brooke's blue bikini top.

"Yes!" he moaned again as he turned to Brittany's yellow top. "Almost there, girls! Ahhhhhhh....."

"Uhhh!" the girls moaned. "Uh! Uh! Uh!"

The coach now leaned back and watched their massive funbags bounce up and down in the water as they jerked his cock.

"Almost there, girls...do you want to feel those jets??"

"Yes!" Brittany said. "We want to feel the jets again!"

"Yeahhh....." moaned Coach Dick. "You want those jets to shoot all over you??"

"Yes, Coach!" Brooke replied. "Shoot them all over us! Uh!"

"You want to feel it all over your busty bodies??"

"Yeah Coach! All over our bodies! Uhhh!" Brittany moaned.

"Just shoot it already, Coach Dick!" Brooke demanded.

Coach Dick breathed heavy...he was on his final legs.

"Tell me you want me to shoot your big racks!" he exclaimed.

Once again, the girls did not hesitate.

"Shoot it all over our big tits!" Brooke yelled bawdily. "Uh!"

"Oh...FUCK!" the coach moaned. "Yeah! Tell me how big they are!"

"34DDD!!" Brittany yelled.

"FUCK...YES!" the coach breathed. "Here it cummmmms....giiiiiiiirls....!"

"Shoot it! Shoot it! Shoot it!" the girls chanted.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. The next second Coach Dick was breathing and moaning as his dick erupted beneath the surface of the water.

Brittany and Brooke did not know what was happening as they continued to jerk his cock to completion. His semen spat out from the tip of his member and instantly mixed with the heated water; they simply continued to stroke him as he came.

"YES! YES! YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" the coach moaned as his load spewed from beneath the surface of the water. He came hard for a few seconds before feeling his load die down. As his erection subsided he began to feel a little self-conscious and a little raw in the girls' delicate hands. He smoothly took his hand from Brooke's back to the control panel and adjusted the tub's settings yet again.

The jets instantly shot out, and Brittany and Brooke jumped giddily as they took their hands off their coach's cock and moved back.

Coach Dick leaned back and breathed, spent, as he tried to recover from the double handjob the busty duo had unknowingly given him. He watched as their massive melons bounced and jiggled inside their bikini tops as they excitedly moved with the motion of the rapidly flowing waters.

"Oh, fuck...that was great, girls..." he said.

Brooke looked at her coach as he seemed to be resting himself.

"What was?" she asked, confused.

"Aww fuck...." Her coach breathed. She could see his chest heaving as he took deep, full breaths. "Nothing, nothing..."

"That took a long time..." Brittany said. "I had no idea it took so long..."

The coach turned to Brittany, who was busy adjusting herself by one of the jets. She had her back to it and was apparently trying to adjust herself so as to receive some sort of relaxing massage. Brooke noticed her actions and began doing the same thing directly across from her.

"I need about...fifteen minutes..." Coach Dick said as he stretched out and relaxed, his cock limp and strained.

"To do what?" Brittany asked as she craned her head up and relaxed as well, her massive breasts floating at the surface of the water.

"Nothing..." her coach said. "Nothing, just...you'll see..."

Brittany shrugged and went back to her trance-like state. Across from her, Brooke had her arms poised over the edges of the tub like her coach, and she was calmly letting the water gush around her...making her body and boobs sway along with it.

After about fifteen minutes of occasional chatter Coach Dick could feel his cock returning to its normal, erected state when in the presence of Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust. He found his eyes wandering over to both girls as though on autopilot, and his body responded to their bodies accordingly.

He took a few more minutes to think, and then he turned to the tub's control panel and turned the jets off once more.

"Wha...." Brittany managed to get out after a minute or so. "What happened?..."

"I don't know..." Coach Dick said.

"Coooach..." Brooke said, as though hoping to ascertain more than her friend had. "What's with them?"

Coach Dick watched as her arm lazy gestured to the entire tub.




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"There's nothing wrong..." he said, speaking to both girls. "There's just too much weight in the hot tub."

"Huh?" Brittany asked, genuinely. "Too much weight?"

"That's right." Their coach responded. He then reached under the surfaces of the water and pulled his swim shorts out from under him. He held them up for the girls to see, and surprisingly they did not become alarmed. "This makes the water flow better..."

He visibly threw his shorts over the edge and let them hang.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." he moaned as he leaned back. In the process, he adjusted the tub's setting to a low one.

The girls gave sounds of "oohhs" and "ahhs" as they felt the jets begin shooting at a softer rate.

"How come it's not shooting like before?" Brooke asked.

Coach Dick looked down through the water to his rapidly growing cock.

"Oh...it will be..." he said, staring down at his erection. "It'll shoot harder than ever...as soon as you two busty babes take off those bikinis!"

The two basktetballers did not react the way he had expected them to. Although they did become confused they did not sneer in disgust or call him a pig.

"Our bikinis?!" Brooke asked. "Whyyyyyyyy..."

"Oh you know..." Coach Dick explained. "Clothing soaks up water and makes it heavier in here..."

"Then why don't you just get out?" Brooke asked, coaxing a very meaningless shrug from Brittany.

Coach Dick cleared his throat as he tried to think of a rebuttal.

"Well...erm...this is my hot tub!" he said. "If anything, you girls should get out!"

He hesitated as he thought that he probably hadn't chosen the best group of words. What would happen if the two girls decided to take him up on his offer?

"Nooooo..." Brittany said. "We're not ready to get out yet!"

"Then lose some weight." He said, staring at both girls sincerely.

Brittany turned her eyes to her friend who gave her the same meaningless hug Brittany had given her. Coach Dick watched as the busty duo crouched down until their shoulders and necks were practically submerged, and then a few moments later he watched as both girls revealed the fact they were nude by pulling their bikini bottoms out of the water.

"Wow..........!" He gasped as he stared at Brooke as she dangled her blue bottoms above the surface of the water, dripping wet. He turned his gaze to Brittany, who was also letting her yellow bottoms dangle from her hand daintily. Each girl turned slightly and hung their discarded articles of clothing over the edge of the hot tub.

Coach Dick's eyes were straining (and so was his dick) as he tried to stare passed the surface of the water where the girls stood. He could make out their white skin through the rippling water, and his dick rose at the fact that the colors yellow and blue were no longer visible.

The girls went back to relaxing as they had been previously. Their coach's tub was extremely well lit, and the fact that hot water was gushing all around their bare bottoms in front of their coach's eyes apparently did not phase them. After all, it wasn't as though he could see much.

Remembering he had to keep up his charade, the eager coach's arms practically jumped out of the water. He clumsily reached for the semi-hidden control panel once more and upped the intensity of the water jets by a small amount. The girls arched their backs as they felt the jets hit them with a little more power, and Coach Dick licked his lips as he watched their massive jugs stretch their bikini tops even more.

The coach waited a few minutes before interrupting the girls' relaxation time to put the next part of his plan into motion.

"You know..." he said. "These jets can still get a lot stronger."

"They can?" Brittany said.

"How?" Brooke asked.

Coach Dick shrugged his shoulders transparently.

"Well...you could lose more weight..."

Once again the girls did not respond to his statement the way he had expected they would. The wine in their systems seemed to be calming them down as well as impairing their judgment far more than he had predicted.

"How?" Brooke asked.

"Yeah, how?" Brittany reiterated.

"Well..." the coach said. He could already feel his erection crying out for attention as he anticipated what was to come. "You girls are still both wearing parts of your bikinis. I told you to take them off."

After a moment both Brittany and Brooke found themselves staring down at their bodies; searching in their drunken minds for the subject of their coach's words. When they found it they each looked at their basketball coach with inquisitive eyes.

"Out tops?" Brooke asked. "You want us to take off our tops?"

Coach Dick adjusted himself in his sitting position as he tried to make way for his rapidly-hardening cock.

"Erm...yes." He said, partly in a question. "Yes. I mean...they are much bigger and soak up more water than your bottoms. If you babes...if you girls were to lose those this tub would become much, much, much lighter."

He noticed the looks in their eyes and saw them trying to fully process what he was saying. Fearing they might stumble on their sound minds he decided to intervene.

"And then the jets would come back on at full strength!" he threw in last minute.

Brooke and Brittany gave each other quick, reassuring looks. Then, without saying a word, they shrugged their shoulders and reached behind their backs.

Coach Dick's eyes were wide and his mouth was slowing going agape as he viewed both busty girls unsnapping their bikinis from behind. The intensity of both sounds was simultaneous, and everything was happening slowly for him as he watched their bikini straps come loose over their shoulders.

The girls then reached to their shoulders and slid their arms through the hoops of their tops.

Their horny coach threw a hand underwater and began jerking his cock while he viewed the busty show. Brooke and Brittany now had their tops being held up solely by their boobs, and his dick was straining to see the two pairs of busty melons finally bounce free. He soon got his wish as the two blonde beauties reached for the cups of their bikini tops and slowly pulled them away.

Coach Dick let out a loud, prolonged gasp as two of the biggest pairs of breasts he had ever seen revealed themselves before him. Their sheer beauty was breathtaking! Even though Brooke and Brittany were on opposite sides of the hot tub their collective presence was like an explosion rocking the entire thing. He felt the magnitude of their naked bodies travel through the water and to his body all the way down to his cock. His steel rod erected itself to its maximum capacity as he watched their big, beautiful breasts gently sway to and fro on the surface of the water. Brooke and Brittany were truly on an entirely different level whenever they were together.

"Ahhh...." He heard someone say. He wasn't sure if it was Brooke or Brittany, but he knew a sound of relief when he heard it. This abrupt sigh broke his thought process and he shook his head as he leaned back. His rock hard prick shot into the water and pointed directly up as he viewed the two busty women from a short distance.

He looked at their nipples with lustful eyes. He couldn't quite tell...but it seemed to him that both pairs of nipples were erect as well.

Brooke and Brittany were hardly paying him any heed as they casually held their bikini tops over the surface of the well-lit water. Coach Dick couldn't believe the size of their bras...but at the same time it was difficult to imagine even tops of that magnitude successfully covering their huge mountains of jug-flesh.

The two girls seemed to be acting as casually as they ever had, as though it was common place to be naked in a hot tub with their naked coach...teasing him with their perfect bodies and big breasts.

Coach Dick watched the two girls idly. He noticed how the girls became much more distant as though they were experiencing something warming. A second later, he realized that the wine had finally taken complete control...and that the busty duo was entirely open to suggestion. He couldn't believe how long it had taken him to realize it; Brittany and Brooke didn't seem all that drunk to him. They had no slurred speech, and no type of emotional outbursts other than the insatiable giggling he had grown accustomed to hearing when in the presence of teenage girls. And yet...their judgment had utterly left them.

Realizing that this was his moment the gravity of the situation almost overtook him. He decided that he could no longer take it. His cock was straining for a release. He had to go for it. Even if the busty duo said no...he would still have some nice images to carry him through the night. Either way, he had to go for broke.

"Are you girls...turned on right now?" he asked, as genuinely as he could.

Again the girls paid him zero attention as they continued to bask topless in his hot tub. The water flowed around their naked bodies sensually. They would close their eyes as though lost in thought while their bodies swayed in the water while they stood still. It became clear to the coach that the wine had just decided to go in for the kill.

"Hey!" the coach said, getting their attention. "I need...both of you girls to come here..."

The girls awoke from their drunken dazes as he splashed some water in their direction. They shook their heads and looked toward him as he spoke.

"I need both of you girls to come here...right now..." he was saying. "Toss your bikinis to the side...and come here..."

The girls glanced at each other fleetingly, as if to figure out that the other was still there, and then they threw their bikini tops over the edge of the hot tub enthusiastically.

Coach Dick watched as Brittany's bra hit the dry cement. It bounced up once and slid a few feet...well out of reach. There were two huge, circular wet spots where the bikini's cups had hit the ground.

He then turned his attention to the girls, who were now standing on either side of the tub without an article of clothing present. Only their upper bodies, shoulders, and faces were visible as they stood before him in all their glory. Their hair had been done up, and aside from a few drops here and there their heads were almost completely dried.

To his astonishment, Brooke and Brittany turned their attention to him. Each girl was looking at him as though the other was not present, and the coach suppressed the urge to moan or cry as both girls began steeping toward him. He felt as though he was in a dream; a beautiful, pornographic dream of his own creation...

"That's it, girls..." the coach said as he leaned back and relaxed as best he could in preparation of their arrival. "Toss your bras aside...and come here. Come closer girls..."

It was a beautiful sight to see the busty duo approaching him, topless and naked. Never in his life had he seen anything more beautiful, more sexy, more mouth-watering. It was almost too much to bear.

"Keep coming, girls..." the coach said as Brooke and Brittany made their way closer to him. "I want you girls to make my biggest fantasy come true..."

The two blonde teens were mute as they closed the gap between their bodies and their coach's. Brooke was slowly approaching his right, while Brittany was approaching him on the left.

"Let's do this, babes...make my biggest, horniest fantasy come true..." he said as the two girls were so close he could practically feel their tits. "Let's have a Big-Boob Threesome!"

Coach Dick's cock was throbbing on turbo-mode and he had the look of a man who was finally getting what he wanted as the two busty blonde teens nudged their bodies towards him. Within moments both girls were seated next to him; their massive chests pressing into his as they sandwiched him like a piece of meat. The horny coach threw his arms around both girls and let his hands roam their naked backs as he turned his head to Brooke and began making out with her.

Brittany could feel his hand on her smooth back as she watched her best friend and her coach lip-smack as though they had only a few minutes to do so. Brooke's mouth was moving in response to her coach's, and for a brief moment she wondered if she actually saw her friend take control of the situation.

Whatever the case she had little time to think about it as Coach Dick broke their kissing and turned his head to her. Brittany instinctively leaned in and a second later she could feel his lips on hers. Her lips melded with his as though they had been glued together, and she began chomping her jaw as she puckered and re-puckered.

Now it was Brooke's turn to watch as her best friend kissed her basketball coach. She found herself leaning in farther to try and get a better look at the action, and before she knew it Coach Dick had stopped kissing Brittany and had planted his lips on hers. She could feel how excited he was by how ruthless his lips were acting. Her guess proved correct as their coach began hurriedly turning back and forth between the two; making out with one girl and ending it only to make out with the other.

As the lucky coach switched between both pairs of lips his hands roamed around their backs and pulled them in closer. The girls could feel his fingertips digging into their flesh from around their back. His fingers were straining against the sides of their bodies as he desperately tried to reach around them and grab their boobs. After a few moments of trying and failing, the coach decided that he'd had enough. He brought his hands to Brooke's mouth-watering rack and began squeezing her big tits as he kissed her roughly.

The two began moaning into each other's mouths as the sensation excited them both. Coach Dick could feel the soft tenderness of her flesh in his palms as he massaged the giant orbs with lust and enthusiasm. After a few minutes he ceased kissing her and took solely to squeezing and playing with her big tits.

"Oh my god, Brooke...." He said as one of his squeezes made the busty blonde moan and arch her back. "These are some big-ass tits!!"

"Uhh! Uhhhhh!" Brooke moaned as the coach kneaded her big balloons. She ran her hands across her face and brushed her hair back as she arched and pressed her giant jugs of flesh into her coach's hands even more...welcoming his touch.

Coach Dick was guiding his hands over every inch of her busty bazongas. He let his index fingers slide over the swell of her round melons until they reached her areolas. He ran his fingers back and forth over the darker spots of her tits; savoring each of her tiny bumps under his touch.

Brooke took in a breath and didn't let it go. She had never had her boobs played with in such a way; with this much appreciation. A shiver ran through her body as her coach now moved his fingers across her areolas and down to her nipples. She let out a breath and took several others before moaning under her coach's fingers...the most sensitive spots of her breasts becoming his playthings.

"Uuuuhh...uuuuuuhh...uuuuuuuuhh..." she huffed.

Brittany had been watching the display with casual eyes. She now sat up on her knees and leaned so that her boobs were level with Coach Dick's face. The lucky coach turned his head and his sight was immediately filled with Brittany's bust. He dove in to her cleavage face first and began kissing and licking her all over; shaking his head from side to side occasionally as he tried his best to devour the busty blonde's gargantuan jugs.

Brittany stared down at her chest and saw her coach's ruffled hair sticking out above it. She could feel his tongue, his lips, his entire face between her big hooters...tickling them and making them jiggle. She brought her hand to his head and ran it through his hair lovingly as the coach lost himself in her cleavage. With her other hand she applied pressure to the back of his head and pulled him in deeper...pinning him between the two giant mountains of titflesh. She heard her coach moan and almost whimper as though this was something he had always wanted. She then gave a small giggle, abruptly cut it to an end, and then in all seriousness she shook her tits from side to side...slapping their breast-hungry coach with her big melons.

In Brittany's cleavage Coach Dick was having the time of his life. He couldn't believe it when he had felt Brittany's hand on the back of his head...but it was even more difficult to believe that she was now treating his face as target practice for her giant funbags. Saliva was dripping from his mouth as the busty blonde batted her big boobs across his face and berated him with her bra-busting bazongas.

All the while he had been desperately trying to keep Brooke's own pair of busty big ones in his hands, but with his head in Brittany's rack and half his body turned to her it was proving difficult to do so. He finally opted to let that dream die, and Brittany soon felt his hands on her huge breasts; kneading them and squeezing them around his head. She had to stop her boob-shaking as the coach began bouncing them around his head on his own.

Fortunately for the dream-fulfilling coach Brooke did not remain idle for long. Brittany felt vibrations on her chest as the coach gave a particularly loud moan when Brooke dunked her hand in the water and wrapped around his penis. Coach Dick was not only surprised, but extremely aroused by all that was happening right now. He wrapped his left arm around Brittany's tiny, model-like waist and hoisted her higher up on her knees; pulling her closer to him in the process.

With Brittany perfectly positioned on his left he brought his right arm around Brooke and rested his hand on her back. This gave the heavily stacked teen better access to his cock, and she did not falter for a moment as the excited coach felt her hand pumping up and down his cock at a fast pace.

"Aahhhhhhhuhhhhhhhhh!" the coach moaned while Brittany's boobs bounced in his face and he received a handjob from Brooke. He turned his head to the right and felt one of Brittany's big melons brushing across his face. Her nipple slid across his cheek, and he stopped at the peak of her swell and caught it in his mouth. He clamped his lips down on it and began sucking on her tit like a baby.

"Uhhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhh!" the blonde moaned.

Coach Dick pulled away from Brittany's chest, at last, and turned his attention to the second busty girl. Brooke was heavily focused on pumping away at his cock. Her massive rack was bouncing from her motions a centimeter above the surface of the water, and while there was no visible or audible motions coming from her hand her rack would hit the water and splash every so often.

The coach eyed her jiggling rack and pulled Brooke in closer the same way he had Brittany. Brooke stopped jerking his cock for a moment as she stood up on her knees as her friend had done on the other side of their coach. She reached underwater and grasped his rock-hard cock once more just as he buried his face in her cleavage.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....!" the coach moaned as he shook his head from side to side between Brooke's boobs. Her jiggling melons slapped against his face, and he could feel how supple and perfect they were without even using his hands. He quickly pulled away from Brooke's chest and leaned back between the two girls. "Grab that rod, babes! Both of you! Jerk me off just like you did before..."

There was a momentary pause in the action as both girls readjusted themselves on their knees. From his seated position the coach could see both of their massive racks jutting out a few inches above him. As the girls got comfortable he took this opportunity to rest his hands on their backs and guide the movements of their busty bodies. He also sat up a little higher just as the two blondes reached underwater and took hold of his cock. He moaned as they began jerking it again.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 24



"Oh...fuck! Just like that, babes!" the coach said as felt his cock hardening in their grasp. He pulled the girls as close to him as possible, and then he pulled them together by their smooth backs until they were each leaning forward and their big breasts were jiggling an inch from either side of his face. "Now both of you busty babes bounce your HUGE BOOBS in my face!! Bounce 'em, ladies!"

Brooke and Brittany responded in kind. They leaned forward simultaneously; pressing their big, jiggling jugs against both sides of their coach's face. They could make out the rugged features of his head through their soft, sensitive tits as he whooped and hollered ecstatically.

"Fuck yeah, ladies!! Big-ass fucking TITTIES!!" the coach moaned in between the clashing of their bouncing breasts on his face. His head was wedged between two different cleavages, and he had four big boobs slapping against his entire head. "This is the best Big-Boob Threesome EVER!!"

The busty duo was quietly taking it in stride, vaguely aware that these events were even taking place. All they knew was that this was something to be done and that their coach apparently liked it.

Brittany let out a gasp as she jerked the bottom of her coach's cock. Brooke was letting her hand roam the top half; squeezing it occasionally and grasping the head as though it were a doorknob. She heard the coach let out a moan, and then she grasped her half of his dick as Brittany was and jerked it along with her simultaneously.

"Uhhhh ahhhh!" her coach moaned from between her and her friend's boobs. His face was being slapped by two different sets of tits, and he was eagerly trying to devour them all. He wasn't searching for their nipples or any specific spot. Occasionally a nipple or two or four would slide along the side of his face or hit his nose, and he liked that, but his lips and tongue were simply on the mission to devour as much titflesh as he possibly could. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh...keep it up, girls! Your racks are so fucking big!!"

The two blondes responded by shaking their chests and beating his face with their massive funbags. His head would sometimes disappear between both pairs...their breasts would collide with one another before the top of their coach's head would reappear between their busty dual cleavage.

"Yeah...yeah...yeah, you big-titted babes...keep jerking my cock..." Coach Dick moaned between their breasts. "Just like before...tell me how big and hard it is!!"

Brooke and Brittany continued to shake their tits in their coach's face as they responded to his request.

"It's sooooooooo big..." Brittany said.

"It's sooooooooo hard..." Brooke added.

"YEAHHHHHHHH!" Coach Dick bellowed. His cock was throbbing in their hands as he managed to get a nipple in his mouth on more than one occasion. "JERK MY BIG HARD COCK YOU DDD BABES!"

"Uuuuuh! Uuuuuh!" the two girls moaned.

"Oh FUCK!" the coach said from their cleavage. "You big-tit babes are gonna make me bust a nut...we have to slow down!!"

The girls found their hands being pulled away from his cock as the coach sat up straight and attempted to stand up. They tried to continue jerking him off, but it proved inevitable as their coach got to his feet and turned toward them. They sat back on their knees as he put his hands on the step and hoisted himself up over Brooke.

Brooke was thrown into his shadow as he straddled her. He put one knee on either side of her, then hurriedly grabbed her by the waist and turned her so that she was facing him. He loomed over her until she was leaning back against the edge of the hot tub, and then he reached down to her legs and parted them by the knees.

The busty blonde allowed him to do so, and she watched as he positioned himself between her legs. He reached down underwater to his dick, and soon Brooke could feel him prodding at her entrance. The coach let out a loud sigh of relief as he entered Brooke's tight tunnel and felt all of her vaginal muscles working his cock over. Brooke took a deep breath as she felt his hands shove themselves between her back and the hot tub, providing some padding. Coach Dick held her by the back loosely in an effort to keep her back from getting scraped, and then he pulled his hips back and started thrusting into her.

"Uhhhhhhh...Uhhhhhhhhhhh...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brooke moaned. She closed her eyes tight as the sensation of her coach thrusting his hard cock into her tight pussy took over her entire body and mind.

Coach Dick was grunting and breathing hard as he held Brooke up and fucked her lustfully. Her cunt was enveloping his dick like a sheath around a sword, and he soon found himself getting lost in complete ecstasy.

Brittany watched in casual amusement as Coach Dick brought himself back and bucked his hips repeatedly between her best friend's outspread legs. Brooke was almost doing a split as she bounced up and down in the flowing water. Brittany could see her coach's hard back, and his muscles hard at work as fucked her busty blonde friend with hungry abandon.

"Yeahhhh......." Coach Dick said as he opened his eyes and saw the glorious sight of Brooke with her eyes shut tight and her big boobs hitting the surface of the water over and over as they bounced. "Take it, Brooke...this is what happens to busty bikini-girls who take off their bras in my hot tub! Huh! Huh! Huhhhhhhhhh!!"

He pulled his left hand from under the water and his partner and brought it to her chest. He took hold of one of her bouncing melons and squeezed it as his dick pounded away at her teen slit.

"Damn, Brooke!" he said as he kneaded the big orb. "This hooter feels so big and juicy..."

He turned his eyes to Brittany, who had been idly watching the whole thing take place.

"Come here, Brit." He said, gesturing for her to come closer by craning his head. "Get over here...we are having a Big-Boob Threesome, after all..."

His eyes were glued to her massive tits as she began making her way over. He immediately grabbed her at the waist and pulled her into him; her big tits jiggling against his face as he bucked back and forth into Brooke.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brooke moaned as her coach gave her a hard drilling.

Coach Dick took one of Brittany's giant melons into his mouth and began nursing on it. He sucked on it hard and swirled his tongue over her nipple and around it on her areola. After a few more moments he thrust hard into Brooke one final time, then pulled out of her completely and turned over beside her.

Brittany made way as the coach sat back between them and looked up at her.

"Your turn, Brit." He said, reaching underwater and taking hold of his cock as he stared up at Brittany and her DDDs. "I told you I wanted to see those babies bouncing around on top of me...so get on."

The busty blonde smiled devilishly for a brief moment after listening to her coach's words. She then threw one of her beautiful legs over her coach's legs and straddled him on her knees. Water splashed around them as she lowered her luscious ass down on to his thighs.

Coach Dick took hold of her around her waist and guided her where he wanted her. He held his cock with his hand and began guiding it to her willing slit. Shivers ran through Brittany's body as she felt his head tickling her lips, and a moment later she inhaled deeply in shock as he penetrated her.

The two adjusted themselves accordingly as a pleasurable sensation overtook them. Brittany could make out every detail of his rigid member as she lowered herself farther down on to him, until it was in as far as it would go. At her coach's instruction she began bouncing up and down on her knees; jerking him off with her tight tunnel and having sex with the disgusting man she could not stand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh......" the coach moaned. He had a look of bliss in his eyes as he reached for Brittany's waist once again and began guiding her movement over him. It was mind blowing how tight she and Brooke were; he couldn't remember the last time he had been inside a woman as tight as these two busty teens.

He looked to her upper body. He could barely make out the blonde's face over her jutting rack; the massive flesh balloons were bouncing sexily as she had her head thrown back and her eyes shut tight. Coach Dick watched as her great pumpkins bounced on her chest like a couple of basketballs as she repeatedly impaled herself on his hardened rod.

"Uuuh! Uuuh! Uuuh! Uuuh! Uuuh!" she was yelping.

Coach Dick idly slid his hands from her mid-section to her top-heavy upper half and gently cupped her massive breasts. He didn't squeeze; instead he simply let his hands bask in their presence as they bounced up and down into his grasp.

Beside him Brooke had turned back and was once again on her knees. She placed her hands on his chest and rubbed him gently as she leaned down and kissed his neck. Her lips smothered his neck in gentle kisses as she worked her way up his chin and finally made it to his lips.

Brittany opened her eyes and saw over her tits that Brooke was making out with Coach Dick. She continued to bounce up and down on her coach's pole, and as their making out grew more intense she felt his grip on her boobs tighten. She squealed as his strong hands clamped down on her sensitive tits, and the huge melons threatened to bounce free from his grip as she rode him.

"Uuh! Uuh! Uuuuuhhhhhhh!" she moaned.

Brooke pulled away from the relaxed coach as he lied back and caught his breath while Brittany continued to ride him. He looked up at the heavenly sight of one busty blonde babe bouncing up and down on him to another just letting her huge boobs jut invitingly and enticingly in all their DDD glory...

"Fuuuuuuuuck..." he moaned as he reached up to one of Brooke's inviting melons and squeezed it. "This is so hot, girls!!"

Brooke looked down at her rack and watched as his strong, manly hand squeezed her feminine orb. A small smile crept across her face as she arched her back and pressed her big tit into his warm hand.

Coach Dick turned his attention to the other busty girl, and the sex that was still going on. He grabbed her and slowed her pace until she was idly humping over him.

"Switch places..." he told the girls. "Brit, you get over here. Brooke...you get on top of me."

As Brittany got off his rigid rod he lied back and watched as she climbed off him and took her previous position at his side. At the same time, Brooke was climbing on him and receiving the familiar sensation of his cockhead tickling her pink lips. She wasted no time in getting down to business; as soon as she felt him slide in she began bouncing on him as though she hoped to launch herself into the sky.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah!" Coach Dick encouraged as he got an eyeful of Brooke's massive udders bouncing up and down wildly atop her chest. "Ride that dick, baby!!"

He immediately reached up and began squeezing Brooke's giant melons as they bounced up and down in his hands. His fingers sunk into her titflesh at every opportunity, and Brooke felt him throb even harder as she fucked his rod of steel.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as she rapidly rode him into oblivion.

"Goddamn!!!" Coach Dick exclaimed at Brooke's enthusiastic display. "Look at those big, beautiful jugs! Look at those babies bounce! Fuck yeah! You two busty babes have the biggest sets of hooters I've ever seen!!!"

At this Brittany leaned down and pressed her huge funbags against his chest. Coach Dick's heart was racing and his cock was raging, but his face was cool as can be as Brittany slid her giant tits up his chest. He felt the big, soft melons on his neck and a second later they were on his face. He hungrily lapped at them like a dog hungry for his next meal.

"Mmm..." he moaned in between moments of fondling Brittany's huge boobs with his face. "Yeah...mmm...Brooke. Bounce those....mmmmm.....those....mmmmmm......big fucking boobs!"

His sounds became inaudible as Brittany smothered his entire face. Her huge gazongas hid his entire face from view, and a moment later she pulled back and sat up on her knees again.

His hair ruffled, Coach Dick now reached up and took hold of a boob from both girls. He squeezed each tit hungrily and savored the feeling of their big, bouncy DDDs in his hands. It was still difficult for him to believe that this was actually happening.

"Goddamn...you big-boobed babes sure know how to ride my cock..." he said as he sat up and slowed Brooke's pace down. He leaned down and took one of Brittany's big melons into his mouth, coaxing a small moan from her. After a minute of sucking on it he switched over to her other meaty melon and gave it the same treatment. After a few minutes of sucking on that one he tried his best to get to Brooke's, but he wound up kissing only the tops of her breasts as she was still impaled upon his hard rod. "You Breastford babes are so fucking busty!!"

Taking her cue from her coach's hands, Brooke rose up and let his dick slide out of her. She swung her leg over and shuffled to his side once more, but Coach Dick stood up instead. He took a step to the side and pulled Brittany towards him. She started to turn and face him, but the zealous coach held her at the mid-section and kept her facing away. He stepped back and pulled the busty blonde teen with him. Brittany halted as she felt him stop, and then she felt the familiar sensation of his prick about to enter her.

Brittany braced herself and a second later she felt him forcefully penetrate her from behind. Coach Dick had her by the waist, but he now wrapped both arms around her and kept her pinned against him as he thrust his cock into her.

"Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhhh!" Brittany moaned.

The horny coach leaned over Brittany's shoulder as he pounded her from behind. He kissed her neck lovingly as he sweetly slid his cock in and out of her. Then, without warning, he took her by the elbows...forcing her to arch her back. He began fucking her hard and fast without any sign of letting up.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! UHHHHH!" she moaned.

"Yeahhhhhh!" he bellowed from behind her. "That's it, baby! You two big-boob babes were BUILT for fucking! Your busty bods were MADE for MY COCK! Take my hard cock, Brittany...take it, Brit! Take it, Brit! Take it, Brit!! TAKE IT BRIT!!!"

"UHHHH! UHHHHHH! UHHHHHH! Uhhhhh.....uhhhh....uhh..." Brittany moaned as the coach slowed his pace to a stop. He arms disappeared from her mid-section and a second later his hands were cupping her big flotation devices. She breathed hard as she recovered from the hard fucking he had just given her; every breath causing her rack to rise and fall in his overjoyed hands.

"Fuuuuuck..." the coach moaned as he, too, recovered. "You breasty babes are determined to make me bust a nut!"

He cupped one of Brittany tits and held Brooke by the waist. His eyes trailed down to her heavenly rack.

"I've got one more round left in me..." he said, eyeing Brooke's hooters hungrily. "It's game time, Brooke....and we've got to finish this one off strong."

He let Brittany's breast escape his grip as she removed herself from his dick. She nudged up against his side, her big tits lightly brushing his arm and chest, and placed a hand on his shoulder...much the same way a model might pose with a man.

In front of him Brooke was busy positioning herself. Coach Dick had found himself distracted by Brittany, but he quickly turned his attention to Brooke and took hold of his hard penis as she turned around. He gripped her body and guided her so that her slit was poised directly in front of his waiting rod. He then stepped forward, got his bearings, and pushed until he had successfully penetrated her.

The chesty blonde let out a shocked gasp as she felt how hard he had become. She now realized why Brittany had been moaning and screaming in an orgasmic tone. She braced herself for the pounding she was about to receive, but before she could fully prepare her coach began to thrust into her hard.

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! UH!" she yelled.

Coach Dick wasted no time in reaching around to her big, jiggling jugs. He cupped them in his hands and squeezed them as he pulled Brooke against him harder and faster.

Brooke yelped and screamed as he grabbed her by the tits and fucked her hard. Her entire body was vibrating and her tits were jiggling from the force of his thrusting.

"UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHH!"

Beside him Brittany was lightly rubbing his chest as he fucked her friend; her own pair of sweater-stretchers jiggling above the water temptingly. Coach Dick removed one of his hands from Brooke's rack and reached for one of her friend's busty melons. He began squeezing both boobs roughly, and Brooke yelled louder as she felt his cock throbbing violently inside her.

"Oh fuck!" Coach Dick moaned as he felt a surge of power build up inside him. He took hold of Brooke's elbows and began fucking her in the same manner he had just fucked Brittany. "Bend over! Put your hands on the edge!"

"UH UH UH!" Brooke yelped as her coach pounded her relentlessly. She did as she was told, however, and put her hands on the edge of the hot tub as she bent her body over.

"Ohhhh.....yeahhhhhhh....." Coach Dick moaned as he took hold of Brooke by the waist and continued ramming into her.

He turned to the side as he felt Brittany's hand on his face. His lips immediately locked with hers, and a moment later Brittany was guiding his head down to her big tits. The overly-excited coach bent down as his busty blonde student held her head to her bosom while he fucked Brooke like an animal.

At the edge of the tub Brooke had the most sexual of expressions on her face. Her huge tits were bouncing as though they were in a pinball machine; they would occasionally hit the surface of the water, and some of it would splash up and out of the tub. The outer rim of the hot tub was drenched in fluid.

"HUH!" the coach moaned as his body shook behind Brooke. Brooke moaned as he gave her some powerful thrusts. "HUH!"

"UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! UH UH UH UH UHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Brooke moaned as she heard Coach Dick make an exclamation.

"FUUUUUCK! YOU BUSTIES ARE ABOUT TO MAKE ME SHOOOOOT!!"

She felt his hands roaming her tummy, and then she found herself being pulled up to her previous position. She could feel Coach Dick's penis throbbing vigorously inside her; the muscles tensing up against her walls.

Brittany felt herself being pulled to him as well. He was pulling both her and Brooke as close to him as possible with his strong arms. He sandwiched himself between the two of them, his dick still throbbing inside her busty friend as Brooke tilted her head to the side and he rested his own head on her shoulder.

"Huuuuuuuuuuh....Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...." the girls heard their coach moan; his body sandwiched tightly between theirs, his rugged face sandwiched between their beautiful ones. They could hear him moaning words, but as he was speaking into Brooke's ear and Brittany's mouth simultaneously due to the closeness of their bodies it was difficult to make out what he was saying. "Huuuuuuuh...fuuuuuck.....dream come truuuuuue....uhhhhhh......massive...melons....uhhhh two........BUSTY UHHHH......baaaaabes....can't believe..... pairs.........giant, busty hooters.....Brittany Buuuust....Brooke Biguuuuuns...uhhhhh, ahhhhh....let me......threeeeeeeesoooooome.....Big-Boob Threesome.....!"

The girls were ravaged as they filled the air with random sexual moans. Brooke could feel her coach getting close as he spoke a few, finally audible, words.

"Fuck yeah....Big-Boob Threesome..."

Their faces were all level now, and he turned to Brittany who immediately met him with a kiss. Their lips locked automatically, and Brittany could feel him breathing heavy as his muscles tensed up. He turned his head and his cheek collided with Brooke's, who had her own head craned up and was moaning uncontrollably. Brittany followed his head with hers and kissed him on the cheek as he and Brooke began moaning in unison.




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 25



Evening had fallen over Breastford. Coach Dick noticed that there weren't any cars in the parking lot as he made his way into the school. He took the gym entrance, and made sure to leave the door unlocked. As he made his way across the gym to his office he contemplated how things would play out in the near future. There was still much he needed to ascertain, and time seemed to be all but against him. 

He entered his office, and as he did so he thought he heard footsteps down the hall. Deciding that it was much too early for his late meeting he simply shut the door and began organizing his desk from the opposite end. 

Surprisingly he saw a shadowy silhouette appear through the translucent window pane of his office door, and shortly after he heard a knock. Without saying a word he watched as the door swung open and Samantha walked in. Coach Dick hoped she had not noticed him trying to hold his vomit in due to the bombardment of Samantha's unique figure...and not to mention facial features...on his line of sight. 

"Samantha..." the coach said, a bit uncomfortably. "What can I do for you?" 

Samantha strolled into his office as the coach turned to face her. A look of excitement filled her eyes as her gaze roamed down his body, ravaging him with her eyes like a starved animal. She paused and became even more excited when she noticed the huge bulge in his pants. 

"I took care of that thing you wanted me to do..." she said, before gesturing to his pants. "I see that you're ready for me, too..." 

"Oh this isn't for you." Coach Dick blurted, before realizing he needed to backtrack. "Er, what I mean is...I can't tonight. I have work to do." 

A look of anger flooded Samantha's round face. 

"I kept my end of the deal...and you said you would keep yours!" 

"I know..." the coach said, trying to keep the peace. "I know, but like I already told you - I have work to do. I don't have time for anything else tonight, baby. Please try and understand..." 

As he spoke he stepped over to her and gently ran his hand up her arm. Samantha shivered at his touch and began breathing heavy. Coach Dick saw her press her knees together like a young child who needed to powder her nose. 

"Oh...okay..." Samantha muttered, sounding as though she were in some sort of daze. "If you say so, Coach...Dick..." 

"Good," Coach Dick stated as he glided around her and opened the door in one motion. "I'll see you this weekend. Okay?" 

"Okay..." Samantha said in monotone. 

Coach Dick was very creeped out as he watched her walk out of his office like a zombie. As he shut the door, however, he realized that he was simply creeped out by her grotesque looks. 

The next twenty minutes seem to take a lifetime, but as the clock was about to mark the hour Coach Dick heard the gym door open...a sound which was soon accompanied by footsteps and voices. 

There was no mistaking the voices. They had the angelic tone and air of femininity one would come to expect from women living in Breastford. It was no wonder Samantha did the work she was assigned; Breastford women simply held themselves to a higher standard and cultivated an air of authority wherever they went. 

Fortunately for the good coach the women coming to his office now were all but acting under his authority. Or so he would have them believe. In his mind it made no difference; he would have gladly relinquished control of their relationships if the results were to stay the same. 

Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust, however, did not relinquish control so easily. This became all too apparent as the busty duo opened the door and stood in his doorway glaring at him with all their hate. That air of authority was with them now more than ever, and despite having downed a full bottle of StaminaX prior to his arrival Coach Dick feared that his mighty manhood might get crippled in the fight against their titan-sized triple-Ds. 

He made note of what they were wearing - half cut shirts and athletic shorts. This told him that the two busty teens had shown up with the intention of actually working out as opposed to looking good while doing it. Although he could see their sports bras through the thin fabric of their gray practice shirts he knew that Brooke and Brittany had no intention of showing any more skin. 

"Why did you want us to come here so late?" Brooke asked as she and Brittany stepped forward into his office. Their massive chests prevented them from entering at the same time, so Brooke took a step in front of her busty blonde friend before she even had time to think. 

Coach Dick stared as her right breast brushed against the side of the doorway when she walked in. Her brash action had caused her entire chest to jiggle under her sports bra and shirt...which she put a stop to by crossing her arms as she stepped in front of him. 

"Yeah..." Brittany said, stepping forward next to her friend and putting her hands on her hips to assert her presence. "I'm usually getting ready for bed right now, you know..." 

"Ladies, relax!" their coach said, as enthusiastically and comfortably as he could. "I just wanted to make sure that my two bust girls are on top of their game." 

"Your two 'best' girls, right?" Brooke said, glaring at him as she raised an eyebrow. 

"Yeah. My two best girls." Coach Dick reiterated. "Did I say something different?" 

"You said 'bust.'" Brittany answered him, arching her back and jutting her chest out momentarily to further assist him. 

"Ah. How about that?" the coach said, putting his hands on the edge of his desk as he leaned back against it. "So...I thought we could start by celebrating the fact that you two made such a big step the other night." 

The two blonde teens threw each other confused glances before turning back to their coach. 

"What do you mean?" Brooke asked. 

The busty blondes watched as their coach reached behind his desk and pulled out a brand new bottle of wine. Their eyes grew wide in excitement, and Coach Dick could already see that he had them hooked. 

"You wanna give us...WINE?" Brittany exclaimed excitedly. "Oh my God...our mothers won't even let us have that!" 

"What?" Coach Dick said with a surprised look. "Of course not. I'm just using the bottle to make a point." 

"Oh well...point made!" Brooke said as she took a step forward, her arms pulling away from her chest as she stretched her arm out to the bottle. 

"Hold on." Coach Dick said, stopping her in her tracks. "You can't have this." 

"Why not? We drank wine at the pool party the other day. I remember that!" Brooke said. "Now let me have some!" 

"Hey!" Brittany said. "Why do you get to go first??" 

"Well that's, not what I-" Coach Dick began before Brooke interrupted. 

"Brit..." Brooke interrupted. "You drank more wine than me last time so I should get to-" 

"I did not!" Brittany declared, she and Brooke turning to face each other. "You drank more and then you fell asleep! I stayed awake with Coach Dick. Right, Coach?" 

The coach had been eyeing their massive funbags as they argued. As the two busty teens now turned to him he was able to view them unhindered by angles and movements. He basked in the view before answering the question. 

"Well...you girls both stayed up." 

Brooke took a step forward. Her eyes grew wide with uncertainty. 

"What?" she asked. 

"You and Brittany both stayed up with me." Coach Dick reiterated. 

The two girls were silent for a moment, and then after several moments of silence Coach Dick began to understand what was happening - neither Brooke nor Brittany had any recollection of what happened after their last glasses of wine. 

Coach Dick had to address their curious faces. 

"You two...remember our practice session? Don't you?" 

The two blondes shook their heads. Coach Dick could tell they were sincere. 

"The last thing I remember is drinking wine in your hot tub." Brooke said. 

"Yeah and I remember trying to get the jets to come on, but they never did." Brittany added. 

"You girls are serious?" Coach Dick asked, his tented pants not getting any looser as he watched both girls cross their arms over their massive chests. 

"Yeah, of course." Brittany said, matter-of-factly. 

"Well," Coach Dick said with as much authority as he could muster. "We made another deal last night. You both agreed to having two on one practice sessions from here on out." 

"What?" Brooke said, unbelievingly. "No way. Brit and I would never agree to that." 

"Well, you did. You both did." Coach Dick responded. "And I think I know of a way to jog your memory..." 

The teenage duo watched as Coach Dick approached them with the bottle. 

"You're going to let us drink wine?" Brooke asked, trying to hide the excitement in her tone. 

"No." Coach Dick said. "This bottle - I leave it here overnight all the time. The thing is...it gets cold at night. And the wine is at its best when it's at room temperature. So I want you girls to try and warm it up for me." 

"How do you want us to do that?" Brittany asked. She and Brooke both had stabbing looks on their faces. 

Coach Dick approached the two hotties with the bottle pointed at an angle. He held it so that its tilt was almost identical to the slope of their breasts. 

"With your hands." The coach said, a little too eager to watch their display. "Grab the bottle, both of you." 

Wide-eyed, he watched as the two blonde bombshells reached out with one hand each, Brooke with her right and Brittany with her left. Brooke took hold of the bottle's neck just below the rim while Brittany placed her hand just underneath her best friend's. 

"You know...nothing we do inside this office ever seems to be basketball related." Brooke mentioned as she and Brittany grasped the bottle of wine. 

"First of all, these sessions aren't about improving your skills on the court - that's what practice is for. Secondly, these sessions were supposed to be about teamwork...but since you and Brittany only recently agreed to work as a team...well you get the idea." 

"Whatever." Brittany said, rolleing her eyes. "What next?" 

"It's very simple, ladies. Just rub the bottle up and down until it gets warmer." Coach Dick said. 

He had expected a response from them, but to his surprise both girls simply started to stroke the bottle's neck without a word. Brittany seemed to be having a little more trouble than Brooke, considering she had more of the bottle to contend with. Coach Dick didn't mind, however...the sight of their soft, delicate hands stroking the bottle was stirring up memories he had framed in his mind. 

"That's it, girls...just like that..." he said. 

"How is this supposed to help us remember anything?" Brooke asked as her hand slid up and down the cool bottle smoothly. She could feel Brittany's hand right beneath hers; it was almost as if their two hands were one, and she was the one setting the pace. She decided to go faster. 

Coach Dick's eyes turned to their huge melons. He wanted desperately to reach out and grab them as they jiggled ever so slightly from the girls' movements, but holding the wine bottle so they could continue stroking it was preventing him from doing so. Instead he took one hand off the bottle and settled for placing it on Brooke's thin waist. 

"It'll help." Coach Dick retorted. "Just keep stroking it girls...just like that..." 

Brooke rolled her eyes as she and Brittany continued sliding their hands up down the bottle vigorously. The tent in their coach's pants didn't seem to be getting any lesser, in fact, it appeared to be growing. 

"You know...at the pace you girls are going at most people would be tired by now." 

"Please." Brittany said, making eye contact with her coach. "I can do this all day..." 

"So can I..." Brooke said, also meeting her coach's glance. "And then some..." 

Their exchange was only fueling his blood, which was running hot at this point, and he hadn't the capacity nor the will to manage it. It all went straight to his throbbing erection...and he had to let out an outburst instinctively to let the girls know that he was interested in this situation escalating. He knew that it probably wasn't the best idea, and despite having downed an entire bottle of StaminaX he was amazed at how quickly Brooke and Brittany had managed to disarm him - they hadn't even taken any clothes off. 

"Oh, God...yes! Stroke it faster, babes!" 

He watched as their hands became a blur of skin...the bottle only making slight appearances through their double-fisted display. Watching the girls perform any sort of sexual act was always like watching a play - poetry in motion. Even now despite having been going at it for such a long time he knew that neither girl was bluffing when they stated that they could do this all day. It was almost as though the girls were born with the knowledge and physical capacity of how to drive men wild...and both Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust were excelling in spite of their disadvantage in being clothed. 

In his brainstorm of erotic thoughts Coach Dick had lost track of the time, as that often seemed to be the case when dealing with the busty duo. While gazing at Brooke and Brittany he realized that he had been gone for several minutes, and yet he was certain that he never left. He felt as though both girls were right on top of him kissing him, pressing against him, grinding on him...and the actual scene he was witnessing was a porno flick playing in the background. 

When he finally realized how much time had actually passed he couldn't believe it. He wasn't sure if the girls had even spent that long indulging him in the hot tub. He shook his head as though just getting up out of a deep sleep and decided that he'd better make his presence known in case the busty duo had forgotten about him. 

"How does that bottle feel, girls?" he asked of them. 

"Big." Brittany said. 

"Hard." Brooke said. 

The two girls looked at each other with shocked looks on their faces. Coach Dick was left in disappointment as they each let go of the bottle hastily and took a step back; still gazing at each other as though the other had said something awful. 

"Okay..." Brooke said. "That was weird." 

"Yeah, it was. Really weird..." Brittany added. 

Coach Dick now watched as both girls turned to him. 

"Do you remember now?" he asked, as he turned slightly and placed the bottle on the surface of his desk. 

"Well...no." Brooke said, her hand going to her forehead and massaging it as though she had a headache. "I mean...I remember...something..." 

"What about you, Brit?" Coach Dick asked. 

Brittany had her hands on her temples and was massaging her head similarly to Brooke. 

"No, I...I still don't remember. I mean it's like Brooke said...I feel like...this all feels familiar. Somehow..." 

"So if I were to ask you what you girls think about my rod...you'd say what?" Coach Dick asked. 

"What are you talking abou-" Brooke stopped short as a horrified look crossed her face. She turned to Coach Dick and glared at him with a look in her eyes that said he was about to murder her, then quickly placed her hands over her mouth as her beautiful eyes continued to stare in fear. 

"What?" Coach Dick asked, as Brittany looked from her friend to her coach; completely left out of the loop. 

Brooke had a look of desperation on her face, but her next sentence came out clear and concise. 

"The Big-Boob Threesome...!" 

Brittany turned to her friend in confusion for a moment before she, too, was overtaken by shock. Like her friend before her, she turned to Coach Dick with a horrified and disgusted look on her face. 

"Oh...my...GAWD!" she exclaimed. 

Despite the looks of horror on the busty teens' faces Coach Dick was feeling somewhat relieved. He no longer had to force the girls to remember, and it was his desire to get passed that and get the practice session back on track - boobs and all. 

"So...I think it's safe to assume that you both remember everything now?" 

Brooke and Brittany each took a step back, still glaring at their coach in fear. Neither girl said a word. 

"Brooke, you remember, right?" the coach asked. 

Brooke simply nodded her head. Brittany, however, chose to speak up. 

"How? How did we not remember all of that? I mean...you put...you put your thingy..." 

"That's right. I did. Let's just call that a side effect of the wine." Coach Dick responded, cutting her off. "But the question is - are you two willing to hold up your end of our bargain?" 

Brooke now took a step forward in an attempt to be assertive. 

"What bargain?" she asked, placing her hands on her hips. "I don't remember any of that." 

"Yeah," Brittany added, stepping next to her friend with her arms crossed over her ginormous chest. "Neither do I." 

"Another side effect of the wine." Coach Dick said, trying to wade his way through uncomfortable territory. "And it's not like I came up with this deal. You two came to me and asked me to keep you on the first team. I can't do that without training you." 

"Training? Ha! You haven't taught us a single thing!" Brooke said in a disagreeing tone. 

"Not for lack of trying, though." Coach Dick responded. "I think you and Brittany are a force to be reckoned with...when you're together. It's my belief that by training you two together instead of one on one you will become the driving force behind this team." 

The girls were silent for a moment, but before long Brooke spoke up. 

"I think Brit and I will take our chances on our own, thank you very much." She said, with a hint of sass. 

Coach Dick watched as the two girls turned to leave, and before he knew what he was doing he felt himself beginning to speak. 

"Coach Blue's going to take you off the team!" he blurted. 

Both Brooke and Brittany paused in their tracks and turned their heads to look at him. Their bodies were still facing the door. 

"What do you mean?" Brooke asked. 

Coach Dick did his best to remain sincere. 

"Gretchen. When she was out visiting family or whatever it is that they told you...she was actually trying to recruit players." 

At this both girls turned to face him. 

"She WHAT?" Brittany said, infuriated. 

"I always knew she was that type of person!" Brooke added. "From the moment I laid eyes on her..." 

"Look, I'm trying to help you both. At the very least I can jot these sessions down in our training log and buy you girls some more time." 

"How much time?" Brooke asked, aggression brewing in her tone. 

"I'm not sure..." Coach Dick said. 

The two teens turned to each other and began discussing. Coach Dick wasn't sure of what he'd just done, but at the moment he didn't really care. Getting into Brooke and Brittany's bras was all that mattered to him. 

After a few moments the girls turned back to him. 

"Okay...we've decided." Brooke said. 

"Oh?" Coach Dick responded, genuinely unsure of what they were about to say. 

"We'll give you this one practice session to buy us time." Brittany said. 

"Oh, great!" Coach Dick responded. 

"But..." Brooke said. "That's it. If we get what we want during the time you've given us then you can kiss these sessions goodbye." 

"Oh, well I don't know about that." Coach Dick said. "I still need a little more time to figure out-" 

"You have ten seconds to decide..." Brittany said. She and Brooke had stone cold looks on their faces. 

"Okay, fine! I'll take it." Coach Dick said, feeling he was out of options as the prospect of their huge boobs bounced and jiggled right in front of him. 

"We knew you would." Brooke said as she and Brittany placed their hands on their hips. Both girls had hints of omnipotence strewn across their faces. "Now, what do you want us to do?" 

Coach Dick couldn't stop himself from smiling as he held his arms out, conveying what he wanted to them without muttering a single word. Both girls smiled momentarily as if they already knew what he wanted and were already prepared for his answer. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 25



Coach Dick watched in awe as Brooke and Brittany walked over to him like models on a runway. Brooke pressed her body against the right side of his. She gently placed her right hand on his chest as she flung her head around, closed her eyes, and leaned in to kiss him. He wrapped his arm around Brittany's waist on his left just as his lips touched Brooke's. Within moments his other arm was around Brooke's waist and he was pinning both of their young, busty bodies against his. 

The girls shifted their long, slender legs in an effort to gain a better center of gravity and remain comfortable as sandwiched their coach between them. Coach Dick broke his kiss with Brooke and looked down for a moment, relishing the sight of two huge racks pressed against his own chest. The girls' boobs were so big that they were only a few inches apart, despite the obvious barrier of his own body between them. 

As the coach turned his head and leaned in to kiss Brittany he couldn't help but think that both sets of melons were simply so big they demanded their own space - like huge planets with unrivaled power. 

Brittany's lips were pressing against his hard and were eagerly coming back for more; she was really getting into it. Coach Dick felt the unmistakable feeling of a hand on his bulge and knew immediately that it had to be Brooke. He hadn't expected the girls to be so abrupt, but then again he had been wearing them down for a while now. 

He broke away from Brittany and looked down, his view of Brooke's hand on his tented pants obstructed by the four big breasts directly below him. His erection began to throb harder in Brooke's grasp as he stared at her massive melons, and then turned his gaze to Brittany's giant jugs. 

"That's it, ladies..." he moaned as Brittany now took hold of his bulging hard-on as well, mimicking what they had been doing to the bottle of wine previously. "Have you two ever heard of a place called Hooter Heaven?" 

"No." Brooke said as Brittany shook her head, although she noted that the term did sound vaguely familiar. 

"Well, you see, ladies...I've always wanted to go to Hooter Heaven." The coach said, giving a small moan as he lightly thrusted into the girls' willing hands. 

"So why don't you just go, then?" Brooke stated with an annoyed tone. 

"Yeah," Brittany added. "In fact, why don't you just go right now and don't ever come back?" 

She and Brooke laughed to each other as they continued to stroke their coach's cock. 

"Very funny, girls..." Coach Dick said, not stung by their words in the slightest. "And believe me...if I could, I would." 

"What is it like, really far or something?" Brooke asked. 

Coach Dick smiled as he stared down at the two mega-sized sets of tits below him. He hadn't looked at their faces in quite some time, but he didn't need to look at them to picture their looks right now. Brooke was easily the bitchier of the two, and it didn't take much imagination to imagine the look on her face. He hadn't any imagination to spare at the moment anyway; it was all fueling the possible scenarios involving the girls' bare, naked breasts... 

"It's not that it's far. It's just hard..." Coach Dick paused as he thrusted his cock into the girls' grasping hands and forced them to stroke it faster. "...hard...to get to." 

"Oh...!" Brooke said as she felt the head of her coach's dick give a particularly hard throb. She had been gliding her hand up and down his cock faster, Brittany's hand following her lead directly below hers. 

"Ahhhh...fuuuuck..." Coach Dick moaned as he tried his best to keep his cool while the two chesty teens stroked his cock for him. "Yeah...keep it up, girls..." 

"What's so great about this Hooter Heaven?" Brooke asked. 

"Yeah..." Brittany said as she gripped her coach's cock. "Why do you wanna go there so bad? And why is it so hard to get to?" 

Coach Dick slid his hands down the girls' waists and ran them over the swell of their buns. He took a bun from each girl and squeezed. The girls didn't gasp or react the way he had thought they would. Instead both girls moved their outside legs upwards and began rubbing his inner thighs gently with their knees. Occasionally their knees would bump, but this never slowed their hand movements down as they continued to stroke his cock through his pants. 

"First of all it isn't just me...all men...want to go there..." He stuttered, finding it difficult to speak with his hands on their asses and their hands and legs all over his crotch...not to mention the added temptation of their gorgeous racks. "And second...second...we can't just 'go there.' We have to be taken there." 

"You have to be taken there? By who?" Brooke asked as she felt moisture on his pants now. 

"Well...that's what makes it so hard..." Coach Dick said, as he angled his cock toward Brooke as best he could in an effort to get her to stroke the tip. "We have to be taken there by two busty, breasty, big-titted babes..." 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as she felt pressure building up in her hand only to be released, followed by what felt like something shooting out. The process wasn't repeated, and the pressure subsided allowing his cock to remain stiff in her hand as she stroked it. "Uhhhhh..." 

Brooke moaned, and then leaned down and rested her head on her coach's shoulder. She continued to stare down at her hand nonchalantly as she and Brittany stroked him. 

"We're busty..." Brittany said, coaxing both Brooke and Coach Dick to turn their attention to her. "Brooke and I...we have big breasts." 

"You sure do..." Coach Dick said making it known that he was staring at their tits as he turned his head from side to side obviously; taking in the sight of one busty pair after another. 

"Big, big breasts..." Brooke said as she picked her head up and looked at her coach. She leaned in and spoke her next words with her lips almost touching his. "34DDDs..." 

"Yeahhh..." Coach Dick moaned, unable to tear his gaze away from hers as her face lingered; his cock throbbing hard in her hand. 

"But, sorry..." the busty blonde said as she turned her face fast and swung some loose strands of hair away. "We don't know where Hooter Heaven is. So I guess you're out of luck." 

Coach Dick opened his mouth to speak, but realized he didn't have anything to say. He turned to Brittany, who only shrugged. It was silent for a moment as the three of them turned their focus back to his cock and their hands. The anxious coach had to admit that even the task at hand wasn't a bad one. 

"You know, girls, just because you don't know where it is shouldn't stop you from trying." Coach Dick said, seemingly out of nowhere. 

This caused the two blondes to turn their heads to him and give him their full attention. 

"You want us to try? Even though we don't know where it is?" Brooke asked, in her most annoyed tone yet. 

"Yes." Coach Dick stated, his cock still throbbing in their grasps. "I mean, what kind of players would you be if you just quit everything you've ever started." 

Both girls gave out sighs of frustration. 

"Whatever." Brooke said. "How do we get there?" 

"Well, first I need to lose these pants." The coach answered her, gesturing with his head. 

He watched as both girls planted their feet on the ground and their dual-handjob ceased. They each stood in front of him as Brooke began undoing his belt and button while Brittany unzipped his fly and reached inside. Within moments he felt Brittany's hand on his bare cock and felt it being tugged out of his pants forcibly. When it sprang free he felt relieved as it started to swing around...until Brittany put a stop to it by taking hold of it, once more, at the base. 

"How are we supposed to take you to Hooter Heaven if we don't know where it is?" Brittany asked, holding his cock and gently stroking its base. 

"It's really more of...uhhh...state of mind." Coach Dick said, still feeling excited at feeling Brittany grabbing his bare cock. "You'll see." 

"Whatever." Brooke said, glaring at him in annoyance. "So what next?" 

"Why don't we start with a blowjob?" the coach asked, boldly. 

In spite of themselves, the two teens didn't say a word as they both crouched down and rested their knees on the floor. Coach Dick could not believe what he was seeing. Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust were about to go down on him without so much as a single protest. 

"Make that a double blowjob..." He said, staring down at the two girls' big, beautiful eyes in an effort to press his luck. 

Brooke responded by taking his cock in her hand at the base and forcefully shoving her mouth around half of it...her eyes staring up at him questionably. 

"Uhhh...fuuuuuck...! Yeahhhhh...!" Coach Dick moaned, his cock throbbing hard in the busty blonde teen's mouth. After a few dozen bobs Brooke took his cock out of her mouth and handed it to Brittany, who immediately began bobbing on it. Brittany's suction power was incredible, and the eager coach had a difficult time holding back his load inside her warm, wet mouth. 

"Unhh!" Brittany moaned as she pulled his cock out of her mouth, her tongue flicking at the tip as she did so. Brooke now took his cock from her hand and began sucking on it the way she had done previously, her eyes meeting her coach's gaze. 

"This is great..." The coach moaned as he threw his head back, and brought it back down to look at the busty blonde Brooke for a moment. "But I did say 'double' blowjob, right?" 

Brooke continued to stare at him as she pulled his cock out of her mouth until his tip was pursed against her lips. She kissed and sucked the head for a moment as she readjusted her body. Almost immediately she had her lips pressed against the right side of his cock, and to the coach's delight he saw Brittany leaning in and pressing her lips against the left side. 

He threw his head back again as both girls began sliding their lips up and down opposite sides of his cock; he glided between them so easily and naturally that he had to wonder if this was what they had been born for. 

"Ohhhh yeah!" Coach Dick exclaimed as he reached down to the girls' blonde heads and began to thrust his hips forward, his cock sliding past their lips forcefully. "That's it...suck my cock Brooke, Brittany...you big-busted babes!" 

The girls wrapped their tongues all over his shaft as they felt their coach's cock throbbing against their lips...but all this was put to a halt as a figure appeared on the other side of the door and they heard knocking. 

"Daniel? Daniel, are you still here? I'm back." 

"SHIT!" Coach Dick exclaimed, somewhat loudly. Despite having his hands on both of the girls' heads he dropped his guard for a moment. Brooke and Brittany pulled away in shock, and he doubted that there was anything he could've said to save the situation. "It's Samantha." 

"Samantha...?!" Brooke said as she and Brittany quickly got to their feet. Despite the gravity of the situation Coach Dick had to respect the girls' athleticism. It wasn't easy for them to perform everyday feats with those huge tits they had to lug around, and watching them get to their feet so quickly really drove it home for him. 

"If she finds us here..." Brittany began, but Coach Dick finished it for her. 

"I'll lose my job." He said, prompting surprised looks from both girls. "And Coach Blue will demote the both of you to second team." 

"Then it's a good thing no cleanup is necessary..." Brooke said as she stepped in front of Coach Dick and ran both her hands up and down his length gently. Coach Dick was staring into her eyes deeply when he felt severe pain due to the fact that Brooke had forcefully shoved his cock back into his pants through the zipper...which she then zipped up. "There now." 

"Oww! Geez!" Coach Dick said, rubbing his crotch. "That fucking hurt!" 

"You know...this might be a little like pouring salt on your wound but I think I should just point this out." Brittany responded 

"What?" Coach Dick asked as she and Brooke stood in front of him. 

"We promised you one practice session, and we gave you one." Brittany said. 

"Yeah, so...ohhh..." Coach Dick said, now realizing what she meant. "But wait, you can't just-...I mean, this wasn't even the...er...FUCK!" 

"Yeah...so...we're gonna go now." Brooke said as she turned toward the door. 

"Thanks for your help." Brittany said to him, as if offering him a consolation. "But we'll take it from here." 

Brooke reached for the doorknob, but before she could take hold of it it began to turn. Both she and Brittany stepped back as the door swung open and Samantha came into view on the other side. 

"What-"Samantha started. "What are you...Daniel I thought you had work to do?" 

"He did." Brooke said, abruptly. "We...needed to go over some plays. You know Brit and I...we can't seem to ever keep anything locked up...in here..." 

She touched her index finger to the side of her head and tapped it. Samantha looked from her, to Brittany, and then to Coach Dick before speaking up. 

"You two..." she pointed to Brooke and Brittany. "Hit the showers. I need to speak with...Coach Dick. He has something he needs to give me..." 

"Oh, wow, ummm...okay..." Brooke stammered as she and Brittany suppressed giggles. Judging by her tone they had deduced exactly what Samantha meant. 

"See you around!" Brittany said as she and Brooke brushed past Samantha to the door. 

"Oh, and...Coach Dick?" Brooke said when they had made it safely to the other side of the threshold. "You uhh...have fun with that! Okay?" 

The door was then shut, and the faint echo of laughter could be heard coming from the hallway. 

Coach Dick stared at Samantha with hate in his eyes. She had disturbed the best thing that had ever happened to him. Brooke and Brittany had been primed to give him a double-blowjob, and if it hadn't been for Samantha barging in on them they would have made him a god amongst men. In spite of this he managed to muster what civility he could, and he spoke in a professional tone. 

"What can I do for you?" he said, trying to conceal his anger. 

Samantha stepped forward and crossed her arms over her chest. The motion caused her enormous and fatty gut to spill out over her shorts. 

"Did you have fun with your blonde sluts?" she asked. 

"Sluts?" Coach Dick said, feigning surprise. "I'll have you know that those are two of the sweetest, kindest young ladies I've ever met. They are dedicated to the sport, and well if you must know, I don't think they've even had sex yet. How could they be sluts?" 

"You tell me." Samantha said as she sat down on the couch against the wall. "What slutty things did they do for you?" 

"The only thing they did for me was show up at this late hour. And kudos to them for doing so. They really did me a favor." 

"I'll bet they did..." Samantha said, glaring at him. 

"What would Barbara and Beth think if they heard you making these accusations?" Coach Dick said, meeting Samantha's glare. "Hm? Samantha?" 

"What would they think if I told them that a coach they hired is currently FUCKING their daughters?" Samantha said, angrily. 

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Coach Dick said, holding his palms out as if trying to stop her from screaming. "No one is fucking anyone here..." 

"Really?" Samantha explained. "Then why don't you explain why you didn't answer the door?" 

"Well," Coach Dick said. "I was still giving a lecture. Brooke and Brittany aren't the brightest bulbs in the box and it takes them a little time to understand the complexity of my plays." 

Samantha glared at him, but didn't say a word. 

"In fact," Coach Dick continued. "They're the dumbest. I kept telling them to chest pass and they kept trying to take their fake tits out and hand them to each other." 

Samantha gave a small chuckle, trying to hide a much bigger one as she struggled to maintain her anger. 

"And when I told them to do lay ups they kept thinking I was referring to their mothers..." 

At this Samantha burst out laughing. 

"Beth and Barbara are the biggest sluts? Aren't they?" she exclaimed. 

"Of course...I knew that as soon as I laid eyes on their plastic bodies." Coach Dick lied. 

"Soo...THAT's why you let Coach Blue have them?" Samantha asked, prompting a confused look from Coach Dick's face. 

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean for it to come out like that." Samantha said. "But, I found out about what you did and I couldn't help but feel suspicious. You understand, right?" 

"I think I might..." Coach Dick said. "But it really hurts, you know?" 

Samantha stared at him blankly. 

"I mean...I have to deal with all the lies from the plastic Barbies in this town...they don't even have the decency to lie to me with words. Their bodies lie to me all on their own!" 

"I know..." Samantha said. 

"And then I have to deal with your lies? I thought you were real. I thought you were a real woman..." 

"I am...!" Samantha exclaimed. "I'm sorry, Daniel. I really am. But if you give me just fifteen minutes...I will show you firsthand that I AM a real woman..." 

"Very good..." Coach Dick said, trying to keep his stomach from turning. 

* * * * * * * 

Sunlight was turning into darkness as Coach Steven Blue walked along the sidewalk. He was two houses down from his own house, which had become much more like a prison as of late. Not only had Laura not forgiven him for attempting to sleep with Barbara and Beth, but their marriage seemed bleak at this point. That mattered none to Coach Blue at the moment, however. His real punishment was the fact that Laura had not let him out of her sight. She refused to let their marriage die, and instead chose to keep him on a leash like a form of dog. 

Even now he was on a strict walking regimen. He had just left, so that gave him a good half hour before his wife began nagging him to come home. Aside from that he was no longer allowed to drive their car unless it was to work...and he was genuinely surprised that Laura let him do that. But, he figured, if all she wanted was his paycheck and his only means of obtaining it was to be around dozens of busty teenage girls then concessions had to be made. 

As he walked down the street with night drawing near he spotted a familiar face, and the unforgettable body of Gretchen Swanson. 

His heart leapt. It had been quite a while since the prospect of a release had been available to him that even Gretchen's D cups were enough to arouse him rigid. He could remember a time when Gretchen's breasts weren't enough for him; a time when Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust treated him like a king. As it so happened the good coach had been preoccupied with thoughts of Nina and her giant knockers due to her one-on-one counseling sessions with him, and Gretchen seemed like as good a place as any to shoot his load. 

"Gretchen!" he said. 

"Coach Blue!" Gretchen exclaimed, with almost no effort to hide her excitement. "What are you doing?" 

Coach Blue looked around momentarily as if trying to postpone his own answer. 

"Oh, I'm just...you know...taking a walk." He said. 

Gretchen peered at him with an eyebrow raised. 

"You mean your wife finally let you out?" she said. 

Coach Blue cleared his throat in an effort to suppress the shocked look on his face. 

"What...uhh...what makes you say that?" 

"Oh, nothing." Gretchen said. "Just speculating." 

"Well, Laura and I might not be on good terms but I assure you...I'm capable of going out if I want to. I'm a man; she can't control me." 

"I see." Gretchen said, looking around cautiously before turning back to him. "Then I suppose a man like yourself wouldn't mind meeting me...out back?" 

She gestured to the backyard of her mother's house. 

"I wouldn't mind at all." Coach Blue said, eager to get off. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 25



"Good." Gretchen said as she turned around, sticking her rear out as she curled her index finger at him. "Come with me." 

As she turned his back to him Coach Blue looked down at her ass and was met with an amazing sight - Gretchen had somehow managed to increase the size of her butt. Not only did her rear rival her front for attention, but it actually looked bigger. In her short denim shorts Coach Blue could make out the crevice of her cheeks perfectly as she walked...she even had ass cleavage. 

"Gretchen!" The coach exclaimed, dumbfounded. "You...uh...your, you know, your butt..." 

"Yes, I know my butt." Gretchen said looking over her shoulder at him with a seductive look as they walked. "What about it?" 

"Oh...well, umm..." Coach Blue stuttered. "It's just...it's a little different than the way I remember it." 

"Yeah?" Gretchen said, smiling at how she had him drooling over her. "That's because I decided to make a few changes. Do you like it?" 

"I love it!" Coach Blue stated. "It looks...great!" 

"Mmm." Gretchen said as they walked around the corner of her mother's house to the back patio. She made sure to showcase her rear as she climbed the two steps leading up. She could feel her coach's eyes on her as she did so. To say that she was fishing for compliments would have been an understatement; she was simply demanding them. 

"I assume your mom's not home?" Coach Blue asked as he stared through the sliding glass doors into the kitchen, the dim light barely lighting the back porch. 

"No, she's out of town." Gretchen said, turning to face him as she placed her hands on his chest and began gently caressing his pecs and features. 

"Aren't we gonna go inside?" Coach Blue asked as he felt the brunette teen lifting his shirt up and over his head for him. 

"No, I think it would be more fun to stay out here." She said, gesturing to the full patio set beside them. "I mean, we could get caught at any moment...doesn't that sound like fun?" 

Coach Blue was taken aback for a moment. A few weeks ago he wouldn't have taken her up on her offer for fear of being caught by his wife, or even a neighbor. Now, however, he had nothing to lose. Natalie and Paula were all but inaccessible to him as were Brooke, Brittany, and their busty mothers. And the more doors got shut on him the more windows of opportunity were opened for his tool of an assistant coach. 

He decided to make sure this door stayed open; in his greed he realized that he didn't want him getting his slimy hands on Gretchen, and definitely not the busty duo of Brooke and Brittany. 

"Yeah...that does sound like fun, actually..." He replied. 

Gretchen gasped in surprise as she suddenly felt both his hands on her newly-shapened ass. His fingers dug into her butt-flesh unforgivingly. The combination of warmth emanating from his hands and the comfort of being in his manly presence was enough to turn her gasp into a moan. She lightly shut her eyes as she felt his hands caressing her through her shorts. 

Moments later Gretchen could feel him pulling her into him. She happily pressed her chest against his; the familiar sensation of Gretchen's D cups coming back to him. The lusty brunette looked up at him with wanting eyes and instantly pressed her lips against his. Coach Blue could tell that she was already getting lost in the moment, and he was more than okay with that. 

As his fingers sunk into her brand new territory he pressed his bulge up against her. He could feel her lower abdomen on the tip of his cock, and Gretchen took the cue and did her best to rub her crotch against it by standing up straighter and pressing into him. 

"Ohh...fuck..." she heard him moan as she rubbed his bulge. After a few moments of ecstasy and enjoyment of the situation the brunette decided to give him what he wanted and turned around. 

Coach Blue was met with a feeling he hadn't felt in weeks, as if greeting an old friend. His cock straightened out and his excitement grew as Gretchen willingly pressed her newly formed butt into his bulge. She began to twerk on him and his hands, which hadn't left her waist, pulled her into him harder as if they had minds of their own. 

He could feel his bulge nestling into the crevice of her toned buns, and he was beginning to grow impatient. As Gretchen lapdanced on his cock he reached down underneath her as she bent over. His hands found her orbs of titflesh and squeezed, which caused the brunette to gasp and moan again. He pulled her up by her tits and forced her to stand upright, her buns still bulging around his rapidly growing cock. 

"Mm..." Gretchen moaned. "You like the new changes I made to my body?" 

She didn't say much else as Coach Blue had taken to humping her as he squeezed her boobs. 

"Damn right I do!" the coach replied as he pressed into her from behind. "This ass is incredible...fuck Gretchen! It's so high and perky, and it sticks out further than your boobs!" 

Gretchen giggled at how excited she was making him. 

"I take it you're ready, then?" she asked, turning her head and kissing his cheek as he pinned her rear against his bulge by her tits. 

"Fuck yeah, I am..." He said. "But first why don't you give me one of your patented blowjobs?" 

"Uhhh..." Gretchen moaned as she dropped down to her knees, her ass sliding down his shaft and legs before she turned to face him from a lower position. "Do you want me to get it out for you?" 

"A good slut wouldn't even have to ask." The coach responded, his bulge practically in the brunette's face. 

The brunette gave him a mockingly angry look as she ducked her face. Within moments her right hand was rubbing the bulge in his pants as her left hand began to unbutton and unzip. As his zipper was pulled down she reached for the hem of his underwear and pulled it down along with his pants. 

Gretchen had to crane her head back as his already rigid cock leaped out at her. She gently grasped it at the base with her right hand and steadied it. 

"Ohhhh fuck I'm feeling better already!" Coach Blue moaned, Gretchen's soft hand on his prick. 

At this exclamation Gretchen took hold of his shaft with her other hand and brought her mouth down over the head. Coach Blue could feel the heat emanating from her breath as she leaned into his cock. 

But at the last moment she stopped and looked up at him seductively. She drew his attention to her tongue as it darted out and she began swirling it around her lips sluttily. 

"Am I being a good slut now, Coach?" she asked as she brought her lips down over the tip of his cock and planted a wet, long kiss on it; never once breaking eye contact with her eager coach. 

"Oh god, yeah!" Coach Blue exclaimed, thrusting his hips in an eager attempt to get the blowjob started. 

Gretchen pulled back for a moment and gripped his cock tighter at the base. After a few moments of making him suffer she finally decided to give him what he wanted and threw her head down over his cock; immediately swallowing him into her mouth. 

"Uhhhh fuuuck..." The coach moaned as he reached down to Gretchen's head and placed his hands on her hair. 

Further below Gretchen had already taken three quarters of his dick in her mouth, and her bobbing was growing increasingly faster. She reached up above her head and began rubbing his chest and gripping his side as she treated her coach to a world-class blowjob. She also took note of how much he was throbbing and how hard his cock had grown as she struggled to take the last of it in her. 

For Coach Blue, however, the fact that she was struggling wasn't an issue. He knew she was going to take it all, and the sooner it happened - the better. With these thoughts in his head he pulled Gretchen by the back of her head and thrusted into her face hard. Gretchen made a very loud choking sound and her saliva dripped all over his length before dripping down his legs and her body. 

"Kahhk...kuhhh...kuhhh!" Gretchen choked as her coach face-fucked her with the full length of his dick. 

"Yeahhhh Gretchen..." Coach Blue moaned as his brunette student deep-throated him. He felt a drop of precum escape his cock and could feel Gretchen wince as it did so. It had been so long since he'd actually gotten off that he feared the brunette teen might get the job done too early. 

As his hands ran through her brown hair he stared down over the back of her head. He could see the curvature of her ass as she arched her back. Amazingly it sat on top of her heels...a feat quite admirable given its sheer size and firmness. Coach Blue could see the remnants of a thong jutting out above the waistline of her short as she blew him. 

"Kuhhhk...kuuhhhhk!" the brunette choked. 

Coach Blue could see her rear making the tiniest of movements below them, but in his mind it may as well have been swaying back and forth. After a few more moments of choking the brunette heard her coach make an exclamation. 

"Fuck! That ass!" he yelled. 

Gretchen felt herself being pulled away from his dick by her hair, and then forced up by her underarms. Before she knew what was happening she was on her feet and had no choice but to use them to stand. Almost simultaneously she felt herself being spun around, and as her back faced him she felt the unmistakable feeling of his cock pressing up against her rear. 

"Ohhhhh...uhhhhh..." Coach Blue moaned as he slid his cock up and down the crevice between her buns. 

"Mmmm..." Gretchen moaned as she felt his strong hands on her now, gripping her waist as if she were going to run away. 

"Bend down." He ordered her. 

Gretchen did as she was told and bent over, letting her hands rest on the cushioned tanning chair in front of her. She let her head drop as her hands crept up the length of the chair, her rear staying put where Coach Blue wanted it. 

Coach Blue moaned as his hands slid underneath the brunette to the hem of her shorts. Watching Gretchen perform such seductive moves was really turning him on. He was reminded of all the nights he had spent at various strip clubs trying to get away from his wife...looking for what he realized could only be found in Breastford. 

He wasted no time in unbuttoning her and tugging on her pants. Their snugness, however, was making it difficult for him to achieve his goal so the brunette stood up and wiggled until, together, they had freed her lusty butt from its captivity and into the wild. Now only a thong separated her from him. 

With Gretchen back on her feet and her naked buns within his view he put his hand upon her back and gave her a gentle nudge. Gretchen got the hint and took her previous position bending over the tanning chair in preparation of the assplay that was to come. 

Coach Blue, however, surprised her by pressing his palm against her butt and pushing. Not sure of how to precede Gretchen simply let gravity take over and fell forward. Her knees crashed on top of the chair, and soon after she once again felt Coach Blue's hand on her back applying pressure. Yet again she let gravity take over and let her upper body fall...her face crashing into the cushion on the raised portion of the chair. 

She placed her hands on the chair below her chest and raised up. She turned her head to look behind her and saw Coach Blue taking an awkward position directly at her six. She then moaned as she felt her thong being removed, and a moment later the entrance to her backdoor being prodded. 

"Mmmm..." She moaned as she felt him knocking. 

Coach Blue was getting lost in the moment as his cockhead tickled the brunette's virgin hole. With some effort he managed to stretch the hole big enough to stick his head in, causing Gretchen to let out a loud gasp. Her gasp turned into a moan as the sex-starved man behind her tried to shove more of himself into her. 

Gretchen's mouth went agape as he slowly slid further into her ass. A new sensation struck her - a sensation of pleasure, pain, and uncertainty all mixed into one. All she knew was that she was more than happy to oblige him on his anal adventure.  

After several minutes of trying to fuck her Coach Blue was beginning to grow frustrated as nothing had changed. Lubricant might've made the job easier, but this all had happened so quickly that neither party had thought to get any. Instead the lust-filled coach searched for an alternative by reaching down below his teenage partner and dipping his fingers into her familiar territory. Gretchen shivered as she now felt her pussy being played with...she still had not gotten used to the sensation of being anally penetrated. 

"Uhhhhh...! Ohhhh!" she moaned as Coach Blue violently finger fucked her. Judging by his actions she knew that he was extremely eager to shoot his load. 

Coach Blue pulled his hand from her crotch and quickly began rubbing his shaft with it. He pulled his cock out of her just enough so that he could properly lube up, and then without further warning he pushed back into her and was immediately able to shove half his cock in. 

"UHN! UHN!" the brunette exclaimed as she shut her eyes tight and her body instinctively arched itself in response to his lunge. 

"Fuck..." Coach Blue moaned as he gently laid his hand down over the small of Gretchen's arched back. His fingers gently caressed her skin as his hand trailed down to her cheeks; his cock vigorously throbbing inside her. 

Gretchen felt his hands grip her at the hips and moments later more of his cock was going in her as he pulled her and bucked his own hips simultaneously. 

"UHN! UHNNN! UHHHH!" Gretchen moaned, practically screaming now as the coach had started to fuck her without remorse. 

In his mind Coach Blue was thinking that he no longer cared if his entire cock penetrated her; the majority of it was in and as far as he was concerned she was getting the fucking of a lifetime with this being her first anal experience. Gretchen's moans did little to disprove that theory, and enough of his cock was throbbing inside her that her tightness was also making it the fucking of a lifetime for him. 

"Fuck, Gretch! Your ass is so fucking tight!" the coach yelled as he bucked himself into her. 

He stared down at the action directly below him. Even though his cock wasn't completely inside her Gretchen's buns were still jiggling with an intensity that rivaled spanking. She was even getting more into it, he noticed, as she began to maneuver her ass in true pornstar fashion - meeting his thrusting cock and welcoming it into her. 

The sound of his cock sloppily penetrating her ass repeatedly began to fill the air, but Gretchen could hardly hear it as her face was pressed tight against the cushion in front of her. She was gripping the sides of the chair as her left cheek continuously collided with it; letting out the sounds of passion as Coach Blue fucked her. 

"Uh! OH! Ohhhhhh!" Gretchen moaned. She couldn't believe how worked up she had gotten him, or how fast things had escalated. Even though she and the coach hadn't had any intimate time in quite a while being with him was quickly becoming like riding a bicycle. She was so in tune with his wants and needs, and on a subconscious scale she wanted to believe he was in tune with hers. 

"I'm getting close...fuck! Here it comes...!" she heard him yell. 

Gretchen quickly buried her face in the cushion in front of her in an effort to muffle her moaning. Behind her she felt a burst of liquid filling her up on the inside. She could feel it shoot inside her and drip down like warm wax, slowly and sensually. Again she felt this sensation as shot after shot was fired into her until suddenly the shots ceased. 

"Ugggggh! Ungggh!" Coach Blue moaned as he yanked his cock out from behind her. A few more spurts of cum bolted out of his cock and pelted her asscrack, and he watched as the cum drizzled down between her buns and down her legs. He took his cock in hand and squeezed it over her right buttcheek; coaxing the last of his semen to drizzle out over her. 

When he was finished shooting Gretchen's muffled moans began to die down, and she lifted her head off the cushion. 

"Uhhhhh...mmmmmhhh..." she moaned as she reached up to her face and brushed the loose strands of hair away. 

"Wow, Gretchen..." Coach Blue said as he spanked her ass with his cock in an effort to milk the last of his cum out. "I've never been much of an ass man, but you might just be able to convert me. Whatever it is you did to get that thing...just know that I think it was worth it." 

"Mmmm..." Gretchen moaned as she turned her head, cum oozing out of her asshole and dripping down between her and the coach. "It wasn't that difficult. Just the right diet and the right exercise. Girls around here don't really focus on...enhancing themselves...in that area. So, you know..." 

"Yeah..." Coach Blue sighed, breathing heavy as he came down from his climax. "I'm surprised Laura hasn't called. I think I should probably head back." 

"Oh..." Gretchen said, turning over and resting her back across the chair as she stared up at him. "Yeah, I guess you should." 

"Listen..." Coach Blue said as she pulled his pants and underwear up and began fastening them. "I don't mean to just run out like this but-" 

"No...it's okay." Gretchen said, stopping him. "I get it." 

Coach Blue stared at her as she laid down, catching her breath and recovering from the act they had just performed. As he stared at her he realized that being with Gretchen was starting to feel natural, as though he was more content to be with her at times than anyone else in Breastford. 

"You're so great..." he said as he finished straightening up. 

His words caused a look of shock on Gretchen's face, and that look stayed there as Gretchen now watched him leaning down toward her. She let him envelope her as they embraced, and soon his lips were touching hers. She writhed under the heat and overwhelming presence of her coach; kissing him back with renewed vitality and a passion she had no control over. 

When their kiss broke he said goodbye, and she watched him leave. The only evidence that he had been there were the stains she had left on the chair cushions by lying in them. She paid them no mind. She had all the time in the world to clean them up. After a few moments of silent contemplation she finally stood up and began to dress. As she tidied up she couldn't help but think that the evening had gone very well.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 26



Vapor hit his eyes as he pushed the door open. It wasn't as though the steam had gathered and attacked him; rather it was as though it was welcoming him into its embrace. As his eyes began to adjust to his new surroundings he couldn't help but feel like he was stepping foot on the moon or breaking ground on a new continent. He liked the idea of stepping foot on the moon; it was fitting because he was certain he was boldly going where no man had ever gone before. 

He turned around and took hold of the door before it closed. He gently shut it so as not to make any noise and alert them of his presence. He pushed in the pin at the top of the handle, ensuring that it was locked, and double-checked it by testing it out. The door did not budge. With a smile he turned back around and continued his trip. 

As he turned the corner and stepped into the room he was met with familiar sights: lockers lining the walls, carpet strewn across the floor, and benches which stretched across the length of the lockers from a few feet away. 

The girl's locker room in Breastford was different, however. He noticed that the carpet was a type of fabric that was light and sturdy; it somehow made the room much more comfortable. The benches were padded and had backing, not to mention individual seating. They looked more like chairs than your average place to sit. 

Between two of those chairs he saw a neatly folded pile of clothing - the same clothing Brittany had been wearing in his office. Next to that pile was the clothing Brooke had been wearing. Not far from those piles were two more with the same style, same look, and same brand...but those clothes were cleaner. Atop each pile was a 34DDD bra. 

He walked over to the second pile, Brooke's pile, and slowly reached for the bra. He grabbed it by one of its straps and held it up in front of his face. He rotated it so that he was looking at the inside of its cups and saw a small white tag jutting from it. He brought it closer so he could read the tag and was immediately overwhelmed by the heat and smell emanating from it. He brought it even closer and buried his face into one of the cups. 

He sniffed and breathed and took in the sensation of Brooke's bra. He couldn't believe this was meant to hold her tits - he could practically fit his face into one of her cups. His thoughts were interrupted by a squeaking sound coming from the bathroom. Startled he quickly put the bra back and turned around, trying his best not to act nervous. When nothing happened he decided to continue on his way. 

He stepped past the benches to the doorway leading into the bathroom. Here the carpet stopped and was replaced by a lustrous tile. Every inch of it glimmered and he was reminded of a spa he had gone to in order to convince a young masseuse to give him a happy ending. The tile crept up along the walls on his right, creating barriers. On the left, however, a different type of tile was used and there were no barriers - only sinks. Each sink, he noticed, was set up almost like a vanity. He stared at his reflection in each of the mirrors as he walked past the stalls the barriers on his left were creating. Halfway into the room he noticed that the stalls had stopped short and a new type of stall had taken over. They were much more elongated than the previous ones, and each one had a sliding glass door at its entrance. These were the showers. 

Sounds of running water had enveloped his mind since he had stepped into the girls' locker room. Those sounds coupled with the occasional girlish banter originating from the showers had forced his cock to go rigid and stay there. He had not gotten a chance to relieve himself back at his office, and rather than staying there to do so once Samantha had gone he figured he may as well try his chances at Brooke and Brittany in the locker room. 

But as he pressed on and peered into each shower he caught no glimpse of Brooke Biguns or Brittany Bust. He carefully trudged on through the light fog expecting to see beautiful blonde strands of hair or a surprised look on a beautiful face...but with each passing stall he saw nothing. 

Finally only one shower remained. With his cock at full erection he carefully stretched his neck out and peered through the glass doors. 

If his cock were able to get any harder; it would have. The sight he was looking at was almost out of this world. 

Both girls were up against the far wall. They each had their hair done up so as not to get it wet. They stood next to each other under two different showerheads. Water was spraying their bodies with its wet essence; making their skin sparkle with sensuality. 

Coach Dick's eyes were wide with excitement; like a child gazing through the window of a candy store. Brooke and Brittany had their heads to the wall; their bodies slightly turned as glimmering droplets of water cascaded down their beautiful white skin. Water bounced off their young, flawless bodies...making them glean with a luster that was unrivaled anywhere else. 

Time seemed to slow down as the coach's heart raced. He could see every drop as it hit their lustrous, shiny bodies. He could see every drizzle down the swell of their abundant racks and outstretched behinds. On the right Brittany was facing her friend with her feet pressed together as she allowed the water to spray her generous chest and flow down the rest of her body. Coach Dick wiped some fog from the glass and viewed her succulent nipples as they pointed to Brooke. 

Next to her Brooke was facing forward, also with her feet together. This was causing her butt to lift itself as the streams of water flew passed her head and down her back. Coach Dick watched as the clear fluid hit her smooth white skin and careened down her back to her lusty rear like a river. The water slid between her cheeks and created an oasis he desperately needed to drink from. 

The coach's hand guided itself to his aching bulge and began rubbing and squeezing as he stared hungrily at the big boobs and bubbly rears of the two blonde babes as they nonchalantly continued their shower. He watched their hands caress their sides, flat stomachs, and beautiful racks as they instinctively reached for bottles of bodywash simultaneously. In addition to the water pouring down over their mind-boggling bazooms both girls now had thicker, colored fluid cascading down over the slopes of their chests. 

Coach Dick stared, open-mouthed, as Brooke and Brittany began to lather up. Soap suds filled his vision as the two busty beauties rubbed their gorgeous bodies; ridding themselves of what little modesty they had left. A moment ago he'd thought the situation couldn't have gotten any sexier, but once again Brooke and Brittany had taken things up a bit. 

He stepped out in front of the doors in an effort to get a better view of the action, and the view he earned himself was breathtaking. Brittany had her massive jugs in her hands and was squeezing them; soaping her luscious melons with vitality as her hands slid around and underneath the big, jiggling orbs. Brooke was letting the water spray down her back once again; this time unveiling her beautiful rear with renewed anticipation as the water washed away the soap her buns were covered in. 

Coach Dick stifled a moan as he gazed through the shower doors. He wanted nothing more than to step into that shower and stuff his cock into Brooke's wet rear, and offer to finish soaping Brittany's big boobs for her... 

His mind was hazy with excitement at the scene he was watching, and he was angry at not doing this sooner as he reached for the door handle and yanked the door to the side as hard and fast as he could. 

"YES!!" he yelled. 

His exclamation caused both girls to jump in startled surprise. They quickly turned and yelped loudly when they saw their coach standing on the other side of the shower doors. Fortuitously, the doors remained bolted in place; and they were left watching their coach struggling to open them - yanking the door from side to side only to have it move centimeters to the right before locking back into place. 

"Yeeeeek!!" Brooke moaned as her hands shot to her boobs and covered her nipples and areolas. 

"What the -?!" Brittany yelled as her arms instinctively flew to her rack. One arm flew across her entire chest, covering her nipples and areolas like Brooke. Her other arm she used to cover the top of her chest; shielding much of her cleavage from view in an effort to conceal her enormous rack. 

"Coach Dick?!" Brooke exclaimed, her nipples pressed into her palms as her big boobs jiggled in her hands. "What the hell are you doing here?? Get out!" 

"Oh my gawd...we're naked you jerk!" Brittany added. 

"Yeah, I can definitely see that." Coach Dick said, not attempting to hide anymore. "You girls should be naked around me more often..." 

"What do you want?" Brooke asked. She and Brittany were shivering from the shock of seeing their coach just outside their shower. 

"The same thing you guys want..." the coach said as he pulled on the handle and attempted to open the door. "To...shower...AHH!" 

His hands slipped off the handle and he stumbled to the side a bit, prompting the two busty teens to giggle. 

"You can't open the door." Brooke said as she pointed to the bottom. "It's locked by a pin." 

"From the inside..." Brittany added. "It's to prevent unwanted guests like you." 

Coach Dick stared at the bottom of the door. Indeed, Brittany was right. There was a pin lock that the girls had used in order to keep the door from opening. 

"Well, what say you pull that pin out and let me get myself clean. Or...better yet...why don't you two busty babes get me clean?" 

"Eww. No way!" Brooke said. "You're not even supposed to be here; this is the girls' locker room!" 

"Hey, I know that." Coach Dick said, trying to remain as calm and collected as he possibly could. Even with their big tits construed by their arms he had a decent view of their pussies whenever they turned to talk to him. "I was just performing a safety check." 

"A safety check??" Brittany said, not realizing that her smooth snatch was showing as she looked at her shady coach. "You just said you wanted to shower!" 

"Yeah, well..." Coach Dick began, pulling on the door as if hoping it would open. "I was gonna kill two birds with one stone." 

"Well, we're in here." Brooke said, her big boobs almost spilling out over her small arms and wrists. "So you can leave." 

"Alright, alright..." Coach Dick said, turning to leave. The girls made note of his massive erection jutting from his pants as he did so. "Just one more thing..." 

Both Brooke and Brittany looked surprised as their coach turned back to them. 

"Which one of you wants to take Nina's position?" 

Brittany turned to Brooke in the hopes of finding an answer to his question, but her busty friend looked as dumbfounded as she was. 

"Wh...what do you mean?" Brooke asked, her face looking almost guilty. 

"C'mon." Coach Dick said, standing in front of the door with his erection on display as he now had their full attention. "You know as well as I do that Nina won't be able to play on the team much longer. The committee is gunning for her. It's calling her name." 

"I...uh...well we were thinking that, err..." Brittany stuttered. 

"It's just that...I don't think we can...uhhh..." Brooke added, dumbly. 

"I get it." The coach interrupted. "Nina calls the shots around here, and you two are afraid. But c'mon. You know someone has to take Nina's place..." 

"Um, well...we just thought Gretchen..." Brooke stammered. 

"Forget Gretchen." Coach Dick said, noticing that both Brooke and Brittany had loosened their grips over their huge chests. "I was thinking more about you two." 

"Uh...us?" Brittany said, gesturing to her and her friend with her head. 

"Yes, you two." Coach Dick responded. "I think you girls have what it takes to become captain and co-captain of the team." 

"You...you do?" Brooke asked of him. 

"Of course." The coach said stepping closer to the glass door. "Why do you think I've been busting my hump trying to train you?" 

"Well...I think I know why. It's because you wanna hump-" 

Brittany started before being interrupted. 

"And I've been taking a lot of heat for this from members of the committee and my boss Coach Blue. It's all for you guys." 

"And you expect us to believe that?" Brooke asked, finally regaining her composure and speaking with clarity and purpose. 

"No. I don't." Coach Dick said. "But you should know there's no harm in talking about this sort of thing. I mean, we still don't know for sure what's going to happen. But it's nice to have some sort of backup plan while we wait to find out. Don't you think?" 

"Yeah...I...I guess so..." Brooke said. 

"Good. So what do you girls say we just put everything out in the open. You know what I want. I know what you want. And I think we can help each other..." 

The two teens felt a little uneasy as his eyes practically ravished their bodies up and down. Brooke could feel that Brittany had once more regained her composure just as she had. 

"I don't know..." Brooke said, which caused Brittany to speak up. 

"Yeah...it seems like we're getting the bad end of this deal..." she said. 

"Look." Coach Dick replied, eager to get this conversation over with. Speaking in front of two busty hotties like Brooke and Brittany with a huge, throbbing erection in his pants was not an easy thing to do. "You already know Coach Blue is against you. The committee's against you because of Nina. Nina's against you because she's Nina. Gretchen's against you because she's Nina's friend. What other choice do you have?" 

He watched as the two girls looked at each other. Once again, he could see their hands starting to slip as they gauged each other's faces. It was as if the girls were having some sort of unspoken conversation with their bodies...like a new type of body language. When he finally thought the two big-boobed beauties were going to start deliberating amongst themselves they surprised him by turning to him with an answer. 

"Alright. We'll do it." Brooke said. 

"Great!" Coach Dick responded ecstatically as he reached for the door handle. 

"But..." Brooke said, stopping him in his tracks. "We have the right to turn you down if we don't want to go through with one of your sessions." 

"Okay..." Coach Dick said, stretching the word out as he searched for a response. His brain lit up and rewarded him with one. "But I have the right to back out of my end of the deal if you guys decide to do that." 

Once again, Brooke and Brittany turned to each other. 

"Okay." Brittany said to her coach. "But you have to at least try and make the sessions about basketball. You have to actually teach us things every once in a while." 

"Isn't that what practice is for?" Coach Dick said, a little annoyed by the terms of the deal. 

"That's the deal." Brooke said. "Take it or leave it." 

"Okay, okay. Fine." Coach Dick said. 

"Good." They said in unison. 

"So let's start right now." Brooke added. 

Coach Dick's eyes lit up. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. 

"You're going to invite me to shower with you??" 

Brooke turned to Brittany, and the two looked at each other while biting their lips. Then it was like a dam burst and the two teens burst out in laughter. After a few minutes of laughing they turned back to their coach. 

"No, no we're not going to do that." Brittany said. 

"What?" Coach Dick began to protest. "That's...that's..." 

"But we will let you watch." Brooke threw in, putting a stop to her coach's words. 

Coach Dick withdrew from the glass, to the duo's surprise. He actually remained composed before he spoke his next words. 

"Alright." He said, coaxing the girls to wonder what he was up to. "But you two have to lez out for me." 

"Wha...what?" Brooke asked, a little unsure of what he meant. 

"I want to watch you two busties lez out. You know, eat each other." 

This caused Brooke and Brittany to look at each other with surprised faces. The audacity of his request was more than unheard of...it was pure insanity. The two girls began breathing heavy, and Coach Dick noticed that in being flustered both Brooke and Brittany were having difficulty keeping their huge boobs restrained by their tiny arms. Their tits were heaving with each and every breath. 

"That's...that's..." Brooke said. 

"That's the deal. Take it or leave it." Coach Dick interrupted. 

He crossed his arms and watched as the two girls threw him angry glances. 

"Fine." Brittany said. 

"And I get to jerk off." The coach said, unflinching. 

The busty duo acknowledged him with shock for a moment, but they immediately got over it and responded. 

"Okay." Brittany said. "But as soon as you...finish...you have to leave." 

She gestured to his crotch as she said that. 

"Alright. Deal." Coach Dick answered, taking a step back from the glass to get a better view of the action. "Ladies, continue as you were." 

The two busty blondes stepped back so that they were once again under the shower heads; their arms still crossed over their expansive chests. Coach Dick's heart raced as he watched their arms slowly unfurl from their upper bodies and drop to their sides. Water poured down over their gorgeous bodies as they slowly revealed their massive, 34DDD bosoms to him. 

Coach Dick was eyeing their giant gazongas with intensity as drop after drop hit their bouncy bosoms as if in slow motion. Brooke reached up to her head and brushed the loose strands of hair back with both hands, arching her back as she did so and jutting out her big balloons. 

Beside her Brittany was doing something similar as her big tits stretched out toward the glass door and her coach. Coach Dick's hand instinctively went to the bulge in his pants and he began to rub as he eyed the two busty beauties in the shower as though he were watching a porn movie. 

Underneath the showerheads Brooke was reaching for a pink bottle of body wash as she and her busty friend unknowingly posed for her coach. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the horny coach approach the glass and clear a spot on it so he could peer through. His eyes were ablaze with fiery bliss; not unlike a man that hadn't eaten in days, hungry and being pulled in many different directions. 

Beside her she noticed that Brittany's nipples had grown hard, like two pink eraser stubs that topped her glorious mamms. She pulled the cap off the bottle of body wash in her hand and held it over her chest. Then she flipped the bottle upside down and the pink, gel-like fluid splashed on to her neckline and poured down her cleavage. Only a bit made it through, however. Her boobs were so unnaturally perky that they created an unnaturally tight cleavage. What didn't make it between her breasts drizzled down over the explosive swell of her gorgeous jugs. She breathed in deep as the fluid reached her nipples, and she realized that like Brittany her own pair of lewd nipples was growing hard. 

Coach Dick couldn't believe what he was seeing as Brittany approached Brooke and her hand reached out for her friend's big, luscious melons. He watched as Brittany rubbed her best friends tits until the body wash lathered and formed white soap suds. She cleared the suds off her friend's chest so that her breasts were visible again, and then Brooke offered the bottle of body wash to her. 

Brittany responded by thrusting her chest out, which caused Brooke to giggle. The two girls looked at their coach through the glass with seductive smiles on their faces as Brooke then turned to her friend and squeezed some body wash on to her big breasts for her. Like Brittany had done to her she began rubbing the soap into her large bazooms; her hands slipping all over Brittany's giant knockers as Coach Dick watched on with horny anticipation. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 26



His hand was wildly gripping his bulge through his pants now. He had no control over his body as he jerked himself like a horny teenage virgin despite the fact that he wanted this to last as long as possible. He was brought back into reality as he noticed the two blonde babes were staring at him. 

"How do you feel, Coach?" Brooke asked as she and Brittany lightly chest bumped each other. 

Coach Dick gasped as he watched their DDDs jiggle and bounce against each other. Soap was dripping down their intensely sexy bodies as their big jugs butted nipples. The scene was almost too erotic for him to handle, and he was struggling to resist the urge to whip out his dick and stroke it. 

"You're not going to finish too soon...are you?" Brittany asked as she took her huge boobs in her hands and jiggled them against Brooke's big melons. "Cause Brooke and I would juuuuuust hate that..." 

"I'm sure you would." Coach Dick said as he gripped the top of the door and closed his eyes tight in an effort to calm himself down. 

"What's the matter, Coach?" Brooke asked as she and Brittany turned to him, the soap rinsing off their fitness-model bodies. "Don't you wanna see our big, giant, massive tits?" 

"Aahhhhgg...uhh!" Coach Dick moaned as he struggled to keep himself from looking up in an effort to keep his cock from exploding. 

"Don't you wanna see me wash Brooke's big titties with my big titties?" Brittany asked as she pressed her big rack against her friend's. 

"Uhhhh! Fuckkk...!" Coach Dick moaned as a small wet stain appeared on his pants; the result of his precum. 

"Don't you wanna see us press our big, beautiful racks together?" Brooke asked as she and Brittany started to rub their tits on each other by sliding up and down. "Girl on Girl? Babe on Babe? DDDs on DDDs?" 

The girls moaned along with their coach as they helped elevate his erection. They knew he was close and only needed a bit longer before they could finish him off. 

"Oh, God Brooke! Your boobs are so fucking big!" Brittany moaned. 

"So are yours, Brit. God, I can feel your fucking nipples rubbing them...they're so hard!" 

"Uhh! So are yours! God, kiss me!" 

Coach Dick opened his eyes to see the two busty babes rubbing racks and leaning their faces in toward each other. His jaw dropped as they touched lips and began kissing each other like veteran lesbians who hadn't seen each other in a long time. Their tongues darted out and touched as they lip-smacked; their nipples echoing their movements as they, too, kissed each other. 

"Mmmm...mmm...mmmm..." he heard them moaning, not knowing if it was one of them or both. His cock was as rigid as a steel pipe, and he immediately felt a pinching sensation on the tip of his cock. As a drop of precum oozed out from it he quickly turned his back and leaned back against the glass door. He stared at his reflection straight ahead of him through one of the mirrors above a sink and focused on bringing down his breathing. 

Behind him he could hear the sex sounds of Brooke and Brittany making out echoing in the shower. As the sounds filled his ears he began to regain control of himself. With his cock still rigid he turned back around and faced the two busty babes and their busty racks in all their naked glory. 

Brooke and Brittany stopped kissing each other for a moment to look at their coach. 

"Is this what you wanted to see?" Brooke asked as she and Brittany continued to press their chests up against each other. "Two big-boobed girls kissing in front of you...naked?" 

"I did want to see that." Coach Dick said as he, once again, cleared a spot on the door to peer through. "But I believe I said I wanted to see some lesbian action too." 

Brooke looked at Brittany with an uneasy face, and Brittany stared right back at her with her own uneasy expression. They had thought they could get their coach off before it got this far, and they were certain they had him right where they wanted him...but he seemed to have eluded them somehow. 

"Umm...okay..." Brittany said as she began to press Brooke back. 

She walked her until her back hit the wall of the shower. Water poured down over both girls as Brittany got beside her friend. Her busty rack pressed up against Brooke's as her hand darted down to Brooke's leg and caressed her inner thigh. 

Brooke had a confused expression on her face as she struggled to fight the urge to step away, but as Brittany's hand made its way up her leg to her snatch a comfortable feeling began to creep its way up her body. 

Brittany could feel Brooke's lips underneath her fingertips, and she began to caress her folds like a curious kitten feeling things out for danger. She felt Brooke quiver at her touch, and then she sensed that Brooke was starting to feel comfortable and she began to grow more adventurous. 

From the glass door Coach Dick was craning his neck to watch. The tip of his cock pressed into his pants and hit the glass door as he watched Brittany dunk a finger into Brooke's tight tunnel. As she did so he remembered what it felt like penetrating Brooke, and he began to wonder if Brittany was feeling what he had felt. 

Up top Brooke's chest was heaving as she breathed in and out fast. Brittany was pressed right up next to her; her own chest heaving against Brooke's. Coach Dick had the image of penetrating Brittany from behind and reaching around to grab her and Brooke's big breasts as he fucked her strewn into his mind. 

"Uhhh...uhhhhh..." Brooke moaned. 

The coach made note of how silent Brittany was being. He remembered how loud Brooke had been at her point of climax, but she had started off just as she was sounding now. He wondered if Brittany was going to make her moan and scream as loud as he did. 

Even though it was difficult to see what was going on Coach Dick was still as hard as he had been earlier. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting, asking the girls to eat each other out in a shower but he was certain of the fact that he wasn't thinking with the correct head. He thanked his lucky stars the girls hadn't decided to lie down on the cold shower floor; if he had his view would have been unnecessarily obscured. He hadn't much longer to think about it, however, as Brittany now started to take to her knees... 

Instead of actually letting her knees drop to the floor Brittany simply crouched down. Coach Dick noticed that she had her feet together...and as a coach he realized that combining that position with balance was an admirable feat - considering the weight of her lusty rack pressing down on her. The fact that it made Brittany's beautiful posterior stick out as if she were putting it on display for him also made him appreciate the act even more. 

As Brittany let her rear rest atop her ankles her face was becoming enveloped with the smell of Brooke's waiting vag. Brooke had her arms up against the wall by her head as Brittany let her tongue slip out and she began to lick Brooke's lips around in a circle. 

"Uhh...uhhh...uhhhhh...!" Brooke moaned. 

Coach Dick could see how turned on she was. Her chest was heaving uncontrollably, and she made no effort to restrain her giant boobs. He noticed that she was actively avoiding putting her hands on Brittany's head; choosing instead to try and maintain them up against the wall as she twisted her head from side to side with her eyes closed. 

"Uhhh...uhhh...uh!" she moaned. 

Below her Brittany was eating her out furiously now. Coach Dick could see traces of her tongue sticking out from beside Brooke's slit on occasion, and he had to wonder if Brittany had done this before. His hand started to stroke his cock through his pants again as he watched the lesbian activity taking place in front of him. 

His eyes almost popped out of his head as he suddenly watched the scene get hotter. Brittany had turned up the pace, apparently. And Brooke's upper body began to heave even faster as she took deeper and quicker breaths in an effort to keep up with her busty best friend. In an attempt to stop her massive tits from bouncing all over the place she brought her hand to them and stretched her arm out across them; the way she had been trying to conceal her breasts from him earlier. This only caused her arm to bounce up and down with them, however, and the entire scene was coaxing Coach Dick to stroke himself into overdrive. 

"Uhhh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brooke moaned. 

The sound of the gushing water was covering up any noises Brittany was making as her face was buried in Brooke's crotch. She placed her hands on the wall on either side of her friend as her tongue raced and darted in and out of Brooke's hot depth. Moments later Brooke was almost screaming as she reached a climax. Brittany pulled back and recovered as Brooke came while standing up against the wall. Both she and Coach Dick watched her as her breathing grew intense and she moaned relentlessly. 

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhh! Uhhhhhhh! UHHHHHH! UHHHHHHHHH! Uhhh...Uhhh...Uh..." 

Both Brittany and Coach Dick watched on, guilty and dumbfounded, as Brooke wreathed and flinched as she came down from her orgasm. Although her knees buckled, she managed to remain upright and took to calming her breathing as she loosened the grip her eyelids had had on her eyes. 

"Brittany..." Coach Dick said, still processing what had just gone on. "Go comfort your friend." 

Brittany gave her coach a look that said she despised him. She still had the taste of Brooke's juices on her tongue, and as she stood up and walked toward her busty friend she couldn't help but wonder if Brooke had taken that into account. 

"No!" Brooke said, putting a hand out and stopping Brittany from taking another step forward. "I'm fine." 

"Brooke..." Brittany said. "I didn't mean to-" 

"No." Brooke said, stopping her once more and turning to Coach Dick. "I said I was fine. Now what's next?" 

Speechless, Coach Dick stammered as he struggled to find the right words and place them in the right order. 

"Uh...er...I...er..." 

"Well?" Brittany asked, she and Brooke placing their hands on their hips. 

Shaking his speechlessness out of his head Coach Dick bowed up and managed to speak. 

"Right. Well, Brooke...since Brittany just did you..." 

Brooke had a look on her face that said she knew what he was going to say and that she hated him for saying it, but she backed Brittany up against the wall just as Brittany had done to her previously and took Brittany's previous position beside her as well. 

Once again, Coach Dick was treated to the beautiful sight of their bodies pressing up against each other. 

As Brooke reached down and caressed Brittany between her legs Coach Dick had gotten over that small feeling of guilt and was ready to see what surprises Brooke had to offer. With his bulge in hand he started to stroke himself into a harder state as he watched Brooke finger her best friend. 

"Yeahh...just like that, Brooke..." he moaned through the glass. 

Brooke threw him an angry look, then turned to her friend and smiled as she closed her eyes. Her fingers were well within her now; unlike Brittany she wasted no time in getting to the point. 

Brittany wreathed in her grasp and her boobs bounced from all the excitement she was exuding. 

Coach Dick couldn't believe his eyes as he watched Brooke Biguns finger her best friend; her huge rack pressing against hers in a bouncing battle as the two lezzed out solely for him. He had that feeling like he was in a porno once again. 

At the pace Brooke was finger-fucking her it didn't take long before Brittany was moaning ecstatically. She wasn't as vocal as her friend was, but it was still enough to fill the locker room with the sounds of sex. 

"Huhhh...huhhh...huhh!" she moaned. 

Coach Dick was vigorously jerking himself through his pants as he watched the sexy scene taking place before him. As Brittany's massive chest heaved at the hands of Brooke's sexual skills he saw Brooke lean down and take one of Brittany's nipples into her mouth. He was in awe as he stared, unblinking, at the pure sex appeal she was emitting. 

"Whoaaa..." The coach moaned. 

Brooke's hand was freshly at work between Brittany's legs. And as Brittany grew closer to orgasm Brooke opened her eyes and looked directly at her coach as she sucked on Brittany's hard nipple, and then flicked it with her tongue. 

"Oh, God!" Coach Dick exclaimed. "I changed my mind!" 

Brooke kept her position over Brittany's big breast, but her finger movements slowed down in order to allow Brittany to pay attention to their coach. 

"I changed my mind..." He continued, the weight of the cum in his balls growing unbearable. "I want both of you to rinse off." 

Brittany breathed a sigh of relief as Brooke allowed her to come back down from near-orgasm. As she cooled off the water poured over her and washed away any and all dirtiness she had previously felt. She was sure Brooke was feeling the same. After several minutes of rinsing off she remembered that Coach Dick was perversely watching them, and as she and Brooke regained their air of sexual authority she boldly decided to speak up. 

"Why did you want us to stop?" she asked of her coach. 

Coach Dick smiled at her through the glass, and then turned his attention to Brooke as well. 

"I'm almost finished." He said to the two of them. 

"Thank God." Brooke said, she and Brittany crossing their arms impatiently. 

As they did so, Coach Dick couldn't help but admire their gorgeous bodies. In addition to being given those Heavenly bodies with the generous assets, he had noticed that neither girl had started to prune...despite having been in the shower for quite some time now. He brushed those thoughts aside and chalked it up to another 'Breastford side effect.' 

"Bring those over here." He said to them, through the glass door. 

Both girls looked at each other, unsure. 

"Bring...what?" Brooke asked, she and Brittany staring at him like he was crazy. 

"Those..." Coach Dick clarified as he wagged his finger to and fro at their chest level. 

Both Brooke and Brittany looked down and realized he was talking about their breasts. They took a few steps forward and stood directly in front of their coach with only the thin pane of glass between them. 

"Okay..." Brittany said. "Now what?" 

"Press them up against the glass." The coach said, his hand now inside his pants. 

The two girls did as he told, but felt very self-conscious about it. The result wasn't what Coach Dick had expected. Brooke and Brittany were struggling with the physical aspect of the situation, and instead of a window pane of boobs he got images of their hair and the tops of their heads as they tried to do as he asked. 

"No, don't..." Coach Dick said. "You don't have to arch your back, your bodies have this natural arch..." 

Brittany had paid him no heed and had tried to prominently display her rack, but only wound up showing the undersides of her boobs as she had arched too much. Brooke had the general idea, but had barely touched her nipples to the glass. She had applied almost no pressure at all, seeming to think that was what her coach wanted. 

"Okay...okay...STOP!" Coach Dick said, getting frustrated and desperately wanting this to work. Both girls stopped to look at him, and they had slight hints of fear in their eyes. "Just walk like you normally would...but as soon as a part of your body touches the glass - STOP." 

The busty duo looked at each other and shrugged. They then took a few steps back and began to step toward the glass. 

Coach Dick watched as the girls' mega-sized racks pressed into the glass pane in front of him. He stared in awe as the four biggest, most abundant boobs he had ever seen squished up against the cold door and flattened out for him. 

"Whoooaaaaa...fuck..." he moaned. On his left Brooke had her massive boobs on display for him. On his right Brittany had an almost identical pair. Their four areolas looked doubly huge as he watched the massive orbs jiggle against the glass. Their nipples were almost hard enough to cut through the glass, and he couldn't help but stare at them like a brain-dead moron. 

"Like this?" Brooke asked, as she jiggled her boobs next to Brittany's. 

"Yeah..." The coach said, his hand miraculously coming off his dick. "Just like that..." 

The two busty blonde teens watched on, a little awkwardly, as Coach Dick reached up to the glass and started to caress it with his hands where their boobs were. They were even more weirded out when he brought his face down to the glass and began to lick it; paying special attention to the areas their nipples were pressed against. 

"Umm...are you okay, Coach Dick?" Brittany asked, slowly. 

"Uhhh...fuck...big ass boobs..." They heard their coach mutter. 

Brittany turned to Brooke, who threw her an ominous nod, and the two immediately began to jiggle their tits against the glass. 

"Mmmm...how do you like that, Coach Dick?" Brittany asked as the cold glass pane began to rattle under the force of her huge hooters. 

"Yeah, do you like all these big boobs...big, bouncy, busty boobs right in your face?" Brooke added, her own jiggling jugs adding to the rattling of the glass. 

"Uhhhh...fuck...!" Coach Dick moaned as he desperately licked and clenched at the glass. 

"Mmm...suck on them, Coach..." Brittany said. "Let us bury you in our big, beautiful melons..." 

"They're all yours, Coach..." Brooke said as her coach looked up at her and met her gaze. "Don't be gentle." 

Without warning the girls watched as their coach stood upright and let his pants drop to the floor. 

The duo didn't even have to exchange glances as they both got to their knees. Their coach's member drew closer to them until it pressed up and flattened against the glass. Brooke and Brittany both leaned in and began licking the glass where his cock was pressed against. 

"Uhh...fuck...uh..." Coach Dick moaned as he pressed his cock up against the glass door. He looked below and saw both Brooke and Brittany licking away at the glass. This wasn't how he had expected things to go but the busty duo had strung him along so far now that all he wanted to do was cum, no matter what the circumstance. 

"Mmmm...mmmm...mmmmmm..." he heard the girls moan. 

Yet again he didn't know which moan was coming from whom, but he didn't care. He took his cock in hand and patted the glass with it where the girls' tongues were, and the girls responded in kind. 

Both Brooke and Brittany raised up on their knees and pressed their huge tits against the glass where his cock was, and he responded by pressing back against them repeatedly. 

"Uhh...urrr...uhhh!" The coach grunted as he pressed his cock up against the glass. 

"Mmmm...yeah, that's it, Coach..." Brooke said as she and Brittany held their boobs up to the glass for him. They could see the detail in his engorged prick, the veins, the discoloration. "Fuck our big, massive tits, Stud..." 

At this Coach Dick reached up to the top of the glass door with both hands and held on to it like he was falling off a cliff. His pelvis continued thrusting his dick into the door as the two busty teens held their boobs up for him. 

"Myeah fuck 'em, Coach!" Brittany said as she and Brooke began repeatedly pressing their chests up against the glass to meet his thrusting cock. "God it feels so good, fuck 'em harder coach!" 

"Uhhh!" the coach moaned as he could feel his balls beginning to tighten. His cock was thrusting up against the glass, but it was the view of the girls below him pressing their tits against the glass and playing along that was driving him over the edge. "Fuck! Take it, babes!" 

"Give it to us." Brooke said as she and Brittany vigorously bounced their boobs against the door. "Give it to us, Coach. Shoot it for us...all over our big, huge 34DDDs!" 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 26



"Fuck!! FUUUUCK!!" Coach Dick yelled as he felt his cum beginning to boil. It had taken all he had to restrain himself up to this point, but no longer could he hold himself back. Hearing the two busty blonde babes talk so dirty was overkill. "TAKE IT ALL, LADIES!!" 

The girls held their jiggling boobs up against the glass door as a soppy, stringy shot of Coach Dick's cum flew up over their faces on the other side of the glass. The gooey mess flew parallel with the door until it finally collided with the glass once it reached its peak, and a huge white glob drizzled down and blocked portions of their beautiful teen faces from view. 

Coach Dick was holding on to the top of the door still, desperately banging the underside of his spurting cock against the glass in a pathetic effort to hump the girls' mouth-watering hooters. He looked down and saw that both Brooke and Brittany looked bustier than ever with their big tits in their hands; held up against the glass for his viewing pleasure. 

"Here cums more, babes!!" he exclaimed, stepping back as he took hold of his erupting cock and aimed the tip right at their big, DDD offerings. "Keep holding those tits up!!" 

"Uhh!" Brooke moaned as Coach Dick fired a hard shot directly at her chest from the other side of the glass. "Mmmm..." 

"Mmm! Mmmmmm..." Brittany moaned as she felt the glass vibrate under the force of Coach Dick's cumshot as he opened fire all over her tits. 

"Uh! Uh!" Broke moaned as a few more shots hit the glass where her boobs were. 

"Ohh...fuck yeah..." Coach Dick moaned as he started to cum down. He was all but spent. 

Brooke and Brittany lowered themselves so their faces were visible beneath the splatters of cum all over the glass door. With their eyes glued to their coach's face both girls turned their heads to each other and opened their mouths wide...right on the other side of the glass. 

Coach Dick's cock almost erupted all over again as he looked down at the sight of Brooke and Brittany's beautiful blonde faces awaiting his seed. He eagerly stepped forward and pressed his still erupting cock on the glass just over the girls' pretty faces and let the rest of his seed drizzle down. 

"Mmmm...mmmmmm..." the two busty teens moaned. 

"Oh my god..." Coach Dick moaned as he shook his limp cock against the glass in front of the girls' sensual faces. "That was fucking amazing, ladies..." 

"Mmm..." the blonde teens moaned as their tongues darted out and they began licking the glass, occasionally touching tongues. Cum splattered the glass in front of their eyes and slid down, once again obscuring their faces from view. "Mmmmm..." 

Coach Dick stepped back, catching his breath as he took in the sight of the two naked sluts licking the glass on the other side of the shower from down on their knees; his own handy-work covering up their faces and ripe bodies - censuring them like a translucent panel. He saw their busty figures raise up and straighten; the girls once again looking like models posing for unseen cameras...flaunting their naked bodies unknowingly. 

"I'd say you're just about finished." Brooke said, her hands going to her hair and fixing it. "I think Brit and I did a good job of finishing you off." 

"Brooke..." Coach Dick said, still not wanting this scene to end. 

"Okay, Coach Dick." Brittany interrupted. "We did what you wanted...now you have to do what we want. Leave!" 

"Wait!" Coach Dick said, putting a hand out. "Just one more thing!" 

The girls sighed as they craned their heads backwards. Coach Dick could hear the frustration and annoyance in their breaths. 

"What?" Brooke asked. "What now??" 

"It's just..." Coach Dick said about to put his hand on the glass. The girls breathed deep, but to their relief he stopped as he made himself back away after acknowledging all of the cum dripping from it. "It's just..." 

"Just what?" Brittany said, getting impatient. 

"Well it's just...I want to see you two press your awesome tits against the glass one more time." 

Again, the girls sighed in frustration. 

"We already did! Geez, don't you ever get enough??" Brooke snapped. 

"I know, I know." Coach Dick said. "But it's just...I don't know if I'll ever get to see a sight like that again. It was so beautiful..." 

The girls let out deep breaths. Then, without saying a word, Brooke stepped over to the other side of the door - the non-slideable side. Brittany stepped next to her, and Coach Dick hurriedly stepped in front of them as he realized what they were doing. 

He leaned his head right next to the glass just as the girls were pressing their giant racks against it, and he was once again greeted by their busty tits. This was a sight he never wanted to forget, and he was truly grateful that the two girls had decided to give him this steamy opportunity. They even took it a step further and jiggled them against the glass for him. Coach Dick couldn't help but reach up and try to grab at the enormous mounds of flesh they were offering him, and after several minutes of trying he decided to quit and took to simply staring instead; until their jiggling boobs slowed to a stop. 

"Okay, Stud..." Brooke said as she and Brittany pulled their tits away from the cold glass. "You know the rules." 

Coach Dick stepped back, speechless. He simply couldn't think of a thing to say after everything that had just happened. 

"If you leave right now Brit and I might just consider saying yes to your next proposition..." 

"Yeah," Brittany added. "But you'd better hurry before you do something stupid and we change our minds." 

"After all..." Brooke said as she took her huge jugs in her hands and bounced them. "Next time there might not be any glass between you and these babies..." 

"Or these..." Brittany threw in as she, too, began bouncing her boobs. 

The coach was growing hornier by the second, but his cock probably needed hours of recovery before he was ready to go another round. He quickly pulled his pants up, and looked up to see the two busty beauties gently waving him goodbye from the other side of the glass. After a moment of staring with his mouth agape the girls turned their backs to him and continued showering. Coach Dick sauntered away as casually and slowly as he could, and as soon as he stepped outside he felt like he was on top of the world. 

Back in the shower neither girl spoke until they heard the sound of the door shutting, followed by silence. 

"That was a close one." Brooke said. 

"Yeah." Brittany responded, as she turned to her friend. 

"Did you get it?" Brooke asked of her. 

"Yeah!" Brittany said, opening her palm and presenting it to Brooke. "It was on the ground, just like you showed me." 

"Good." Brooke said looking down. 

In Brittany's hand was a small pin; the pin that had kept the door from opening when their coach had decided to invade their privacy. Both girls let out long, loud sighs; each girl infinitely relieved that their coach had not noticed when it came loose. 

* * * * * * * * * * 

Wind was blowing fiercely as Coach Blue stepped from the Swanson's driveway and on to the sidewalk. It hadn't been this chilly when he and Gretchen were having their late night rendezvous, but now that his blood was no longer running hot from sexual activity he felt the full force of Breastford's wind chill factor hitting him hard. He rubbed his arms as he made his way down the sidewalk; shivering as the wind continued to beat him senseless. 

In his pants pocket a different kind of vibration could be felt. He reached in and pulled out his cell phone only to find that his wife was calling him. The call went to voicemail as he held it in his hand, and a moment later a text message popped up on the screen: 

[WHERE R U???] 

Annoyed, Coach Blue began tapping the buttons on his phone angrily in response. 

[On my way...] 

He shoved his phone back into his pocket and continued the short walk home, shivering with every step. His shivering soon came to a halt, however, as he noticed a particularly busty woman walking at a slow pace across the street. The woman wore a red beret which did a faulty job of hiding her darkened blonde hair, and although she wore an olive green jacket her legs were left bare; despite the cold wind blowing through town. Coach Blue was left to assume she was wearing a pair of really short shorts, or perhaps even a short skirt. 

The woman was only a couple of houses down from his own, and as the woman had peaked his curiosity the unknowing coach decided that now would be a good time to cross the street. As he did so he saw that the woman was made aware of his presence behind her, and she turned her head back while keeping the pace of her walk and her hands in her jacket pockets. 

Coach Blue could now see her eyes, but he was still unsure of who she might be. After a brief moment, however, the woman's eyes lit up and she immediately turned around. 

With her face and full body in view Coach Blue realized he was standing in the presence of none other than Evelyn Evers - the school principal. 

"Oh...Steven. It's only you. I should've known." She said, with a tone of relief in her voice. 

"Yeah..." Coach Blue said. "Did I scare you?" 

Evelyn's face turned to one of surprise. 

"A little. It is rather late...and dark..." Evelyn trailed off before catching herself. "A girl never really gets over being out and about all by her lonesome, after all." 

"Evelyn..." Coach Blue said, looking at the beret she was wearing and her hair. "You look...I mean, I didn't recognize you..." 

The busty woman brought a hand up to her hat and began to caress it. Coach Blue watched as it trailed down the side of her face to one of her dirty blonde locks and played with it. 

"Oh yes, I've darkened my hair..." she said, after realizing the coach was referring to her hairstyle. "Do you like it?" 

"Yes!" Coach Blue said, realizing he sounded a little too excited. "Yes, I do." 

Evelyn smiled as she eyed the coach up and down. Coach Blue felt a little uneasy as she relentlessly prodded him with her eyes. In an effort to meet her gaze he decided to do the same thing to her. 

The principal's dark green jacket was stretched wildly across her generous chest. Coach Blue recalled that she sported a pair of EE cups, but she rarely ever showed them off. Even now she had made the conscious decision of covering them up as best she could, and although her oversize jacket was doing a decent job of that for her the force of her full breasts remained unrivaled and refused to be restrained by any material known to man...no matter what the thickness. Her body filled the jacket like a thin gown, and forced it to succumb to her busty yet thin figure. 

The staring coach couldn't help but notice the amount of skin her neckline showed. Below her neck was a small white patch of skin, and the slightest bit of cleavage could be seen. But beyond that the jacket took over. Coach Blue had to admit that of all the women in Breastford who struggled to dress as conservatively and fashionably as they could Evelyn Evers was by far the best. In fact, had he met her before he'd made the mistake of getting married he would have considered her as marriage material rather than just a busty slut...were it not for her bitchy and arrogant attitude, of course. 

Still, with a body like the one she was showcasing he couldn't help but think that it might still be worth it... 

"Out late again, I see. Shouldn't you be preparing for the school day with a good night's sleep?" Evelyn asked, pulling him back into the conversation. 

"Oh...er...I was just heading home now." The coach responded. Even with Evelyn dressed the way she was it was difficult for him not to be aroused. As the thoughts of those huge EEs pressed against the inside of mind his cock began to grow rigid at a surprising pace, despite the acts he had just committed with the busty teen Gretchen Swanson. 

"I see." Evelyn spoke, her hands going back into her jacket pockets as she once again stared the coach down. "I don't suppose you were out for a late night jog, what with those...clothes...you are wearing." 

Coach Blue felt a little self-conscious as she gestured to his jeans and short-sleeved shirt. 

"Oh, no I was just...out for a walk." the coach said, a little befuddled. "I needed to get some fresh air." 

"And by that of course you mean you needed to get away from your wife." The blonde said. 

"I...well, I..." 

He was interrupted as his phone went off once more. He reached into his pocket to view the text message he'd just been sent only to find that his wife was growing impatient. 

[WHERE R U STEVEN!!] 

"I see..." Evelyn said in response to the obvious sight she was witnessing. Her fingers went back to twirling her blonde locks as a dreamy and contemplative look came across her face. "I wonder what it is, exactly, that she wants with you..." 

"What who wants with me?" Coach Blue asked as he finished responding to his wife. 

[Stopped to talk to my boss. Be home soon.] 

He looked at Evelyn only to find that she was lost in thought. When his busty boss realized that he was staring at her she came back down to reality and spoke a little more quickly than she usually did. 

"Why, your wife, of course!" she said, giving a small giggle in an attempt to divert the awkwardness of the situation. 

"Oh, she's just wondering where I'm at." The coach said. 

"I hear your co-worker, Daniel, is doing quite well." Evelyn stated. 

"Yeah, he's doing okay I guess..." 

"Well I should say so..." Evelyn continued. "The girls love him, the committee loves him, Madeline loves him...tell me, Coach Blue...what exactly is it that you have to offer?" 

"Err...what do you mean, Miss Evers?" Coach Blue asked, a little confused. 

Evelyn stepped closer to him and ran her index finger down his neck. Coach Blue could feel her red-polished nail on his skin as she sensually made her way to his chest and twirled her finger around. 

"What does a man like you have..." she said as she shamelessly glanced down at the bulge in his pants. "...to offer?" 

"Umm...well...I don't know..." Coach Blue said, his eyes looking down at her finger which was now swirling around his abdomen over his shirt. "I guess I don't have much to offer in the wake of everything you've just said." 

"I don't think that's true." Evelyn said, arching her back so the jacket around her tightened at the newfound pressure being exerted upon it by her ridiculously large chest. "You must have something if she wants you so bad..." 

"You mean...my wife, Laura?" Coach Blue asked, his eyes now on the top-heavy woman's chest. The big black buttons on her jacket were practically calling out to her for mercy. 

"Yes..." the busty principal said as she rolled her eyes. "Your wife, of course." 

"Well, I guess she just likes the way I make her feel." The coach said, taking a deep breath and holding it as Evelyn's dainty finger slid down his torso. 

"You know..." Evelyn continued as she looked down at her finger swirling around his pelvis. "She only takes the most handsome men...the strongest men...the most rugged..." 

"Evelyn..." Coach Blue said, but the busty woman was not finished with her descriptive sentences. 

"Men with muscles...!" she said as both her hands now shot up to his shoulders and began massaging them. Coach Blue could feel his body melting in her grasp until her hand trailed down the front of his body to his pecs and began to curiously caress them like a child petting an animal for the first time. 

"You uh...you know this because of how Laura acts, or..." Coach Blue said, growing more confused than ever. He was definitely certain that Evelyn was hitting on him, but given her past and their relationship he couldn't help but feel she had some ulterior motive. And despite her huge breasts taunting him with their sheer size like a siren's song he was not about to fall for any trap this woman was setting for him. 

Evelyn nodded, profusely...a transparent act meant to satisfy him as quickly as possible as her hands explored his chest. 

"I've always wanted to know what makes her choose these men..." she said, her hands now squeezing his biceps. "Are they really stronger? Are they wild?" 

Her eyes lit up with excitement as she began touching his abs now. Her fingers ran over them delicately as she poked and prodded him like he was a toy for her amusement. 

"I'd rather not talk about that..." Coach Blue said, feeling more uncomfortable now than ever. 

Evelyn's hands now went to his cheeks as she looked right at him, her eyes shimmering with excitement. 

"If I were to encounter such a man I might be inclined to give him anything he wanted..." she said as her hands went to the back of his head and began stroking his hair. 

Coach Blue breathed heavy as she leaned forward and spoke her next word in a whisper in his ear. 

"Anything..." she said, and as she pulled pack Coach Blue was shocked to find her pulling her head with him. His gazed turned to the small portion of cleavage she was showing as she guided him to her abundant chest, and within seconds he felt her busty bosoms pressing into his face as the shocked expression he had remained rigid against her. 

"Ohhh...my God..." The coach moaned into his boss's cleavage. The material of her jacket was distractingly scraping against his face, but it was worth the scraping just to feel the smallest amount of titflesh against him as well. His tongue darted out and he began to lick as much of her breasts as he could, but being unable to dunk into her cleavage he simply circled it around across the tops of her heaving mounds. 

"All my life I've wondered...ever since I was a little girl..." Evelyn said, her eyes shut tight as she thought deep while Coach Blue licked away at her big tits. "...never being satisfied...never. But she gets satisfied! She does! Because she chooses..."  

She moaned and pulled him into her rack harder, holding him tight against her clothed melons. 

"Uh!" she moaned as she pulled him off of her, her cleavage draped in saliva. "It's my turn now. It's my turn to be satisfied! I'm tired of her getting all the good ones...not this time!" 

"Whoa..." Coach Blue moaned, his hair ruffled as he continued to stare at Evelyn's chest. "Miss Evers, I..." 

"Tomorrow night. My office." She said, her hands gripping him by his cheeks firmly still. "And don't you dare be late!" 

Coach Blue couldn't respond as his big-tit boss threw him back by his cheeks. He staggered back by a step and then stood up straight, straightening his hair with his hand as he did so. 

"Miss Evers?" he called after her. "Tomorrow night?? But...what...?" 

He only wound up stammering as she was already passing his home, her back firmly turned to him as she walked away. He could hear the sound of her heels clacking against the sidewalk as he stared after her; her long, smooth legs stepping one right after the other. 

Deciding to give up he slumped his shoulders and continued his own walk down the sidewalk. As he turned into the driveway of his home he began to ponder the trouble he was in. Of all the women in Breastford to be granted access to why did it have to be his boss? Why did it have to be Evelyn Evers? 

His cock twitched at the thought of banging that busty babe and showing her what type of man he was, but his mind told him that if anything went wrong he would be thrown out of Breastford faster than he had been let in. He would be leaving Breastford before Coach Dick! 

He couldn't' have that. Coach Dick had beaten him at everything. He had taken everything he, himself, had ever wanted. He couldn't allow his rival to have Breastford as well. Breastford was his, and his alone. He had discovered it, he had endured it, and he was going to conquer it. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 26



As he made his way to his front door he failed to realize something. All the while Evelyn had been teasing him he hadn't leaked a single drop of precum...even though he had run out of StaminaX some time ago. 

He opened the door and stepped inside where he was greeted by his wife, and any evidence of the erection he had had was instantly killed away. 

* * * * * * * * * * 

"MISS KNOCKERS!" 

Nina looked up from the desk below her to see a redheaded girl standing in front of her wearing a headset and mic. In her hand she held a clipboard; an indication to how much her job controlled her. To add to her workaholic look she had on a pair of navy blue warm up bottoms and matching zip-up. She had the zipper pulled up to her bust line, but looked as though she were unable to zip up any further as her sizable breasts bulged against the fabric, thinning it out like a balloon that had been inflated. An impressive amount of cleavage was visible as she'd opted to wear a tank top over her bra; other people in the building were dressed in similar, provocative ways. 

Nina looked into her freckled face and blue eyes and saw a hint of concern in her. The girl was breathing in and out quickly and quietly, as if she were trying to hide the fact that she had just run over. 

"What's' the matter, Rachel?" Nina asked of her, briefly glancing up from the documents on her desk before turning her attention back to them. "Is something wrong?" 

"No, no of course not..." the redhead said. "It's just that your mother is here." 

"My mom?" Nina asked, nonchalantly, to Rachel's surprise. "Is that all?" 

"Yes." Rachel said, feeling a bit sheepish now that she was saying it out loud. 

"Well, tell her I'll get back to her this afternoon. We're very busy this morning." Nina said, taking one of the papers from her desk and getting up to leave. 

As she was rounding the desk with her eyes focused on the sheet of paper the young Rachel stopped her. 

"Nina..." she said. "She said it was very important. She has something to tell you. She made me run over here." 

"Okay fine." Nina said, glancing briefly at the redheaded girl beside her as she walked past. "Send her in." 

"Okay." Rachel said, turning behind Nina to leave. To her surprise, however, Nina turned around and faced her. 

"And Rachel..." 

"Yes, Nina?" she asked. 

"When I give someone full access, like my mom, I expect them to have full access. Got it?" 

Rachel's face turned red and matched the color of her vibrant hair. She nodded, guiltily, an then followed Nina for a few steps before turning and disappearing from the room. 

As Nina made her way down the hall she couldn't help but think that something wasn't right. She'd woken up that morning with a fleeting suspicion that something big was going to happen today, but she was unable to tell if it was good or bad. 

"Jen," Nina said as she ducked into an office where a busty blonde sat behind a small desk. Her desk was barely visible through all the papers that covered it, and she was busy holding the phone to her ear with her shoulder as she searched through the bunch of them. 

"Mm?" she said, looking up at Nina. She gestured to the phone to indicate she was busy. 

"I need you to get this to Texas ASAP." Nina said, handing her the document in her hand. "Tell them they aren't to spend a CENT over $1.3 million. If they want that satellite so bad they're gonna have to work for it." 

The blonde nodded, and Nina exited her office and continued her way down the hall. 

"Nina, sweetie!" 

Nina was met by her mother as she intercepted her from the other end of the hall. Natalie was wearing her favorite outfit - her thick, sparkly halter top and good butt jeans. Her tits looked absolutely huge in that top, and although the material was thicker than most Natalie managed to stretch it out by letting her tits get hugged by it. Every part of her outfit was skin tight, and although Nina despised that get up of her mother's she had to admit it was a nice change from the turtlenecks she had been wearing. 

"Mom, to what do I owe this honor? Everything in Breastford okay?" 

"Yes, of course, you know that." Natalie replied. "I was in the neighborhood and I thought I'd drop in." 

"Mom," Nina said, taking a document from someone they were passing in the hall. "That's what people say when they go out of their way to talk to someone." 

"Alright, fine." Natalie said, walking briskly along with her daughter. She was used to power walking, but Nina was walking with a purpose and that was throwing her off. "There is a reason I came to see you." 

"Well, spit it out." Nina said. 

"Miss Knockers! Miss Knockers!" 

Both women turned around to see Rachel running towards them. She was panting as though she had just run a marathon. 

"What?" Nina asked. "What national crisis do you have for me this time, Rache? My best friend is on the phone?" 

"It's the President..." she said, a hint of fear in her eyes. "He and his team have made a decision!" 

Nina's eyes suddenly took on a small glimmer. Although this was upsetting news it was nowhere near as upsetting as she thought the day would be. She was relieved to get the feeling she had out of her system. 

"Okay." Nina said, speaking calmly. "Get in touch with my contact in Washington. Tell her if they decide to go through with it I want that decision overturned at the earliest opportunity. Tell her to do whatever it takes." 

"Which one?" Rachel asked, her look of fear now subsiding as Nina seemed to have things under control. "Which contact?" 

"It doesn't matter." Nina said. "But whomever you speak with let them know that if they can't get the job done I'll send someone who will." 

"Do you want me to get someone on stan -" 

"No!" Nina said, getting frustrated. "Just do it." 

Her face turning red again, Rachel nodded quickly and ran to the nearest phone. Both Natalie and Nina could hear her explaining to the person over the desk that she needed to commandeer their line as they continued walking down the hall. 

"You seem to have your hands full." Natalie said as she walked with her daughter. 

"No...it's just another Monday..." Nina said with a slight inflection. Her mother's presence was beginning to interfere with her work process. "Was there something you were going to tell me, mother?" 

"Yes, there was." Natalie said, straightening her posture. "You know how...when you, well, when a person..." 

"Yes." Nina said, cutting her mother's rambling off sarcastically. "Yes I do." 

Natalie sneered at her daughter. 

"Nina, I'm trying to tell you something here." 

"And I'm trying to keep the world from falling apart!" Nina snapped. "I mean, c'mon Mom, there are pressing matters at hand here!" 

"I know!" Natalie said, snapping back before taking a deep breath. "I know. But you and I both know that you've had rougher days. And all I'm asking is that my daughter pays me just a little attention." 

Nina sighed. 

"Fine." She said. "But make it quick." 

"Okay." Natalie said. "Nina, what I'm trying to tell you is, well...you have -" 

Everything faded, and Nina found herself in her dark bedroom waking up from a deep sleep. The dream she'd been having had felt so real; yet she was starting to become so accustomed to that feeling that these dreams of hers no longer surprised her. She got up from her bed and made her way to the kitchen where she poured herself a glass of milk. On the way back to her bedroom she decided to pay her mother a quick visit. 

"Mom?" Nina said as she stood at her mother's bedside. "Mom? Are you awake?" 

She knew the answer to the question as Natalie was lying on her side; her head turned to the far wall as her body moved with her breathing. 

"Mom, was there something you wanted to tell me?" Nina asked, knowing full well that her mother could not hear her. "Something important?" 

Despite knowing that her mother was asleep Nina still found herself disappointed when she did not answer. Giving up, she took another drink from her milk and exited her mother's bedroom.



To Bask in Breastford Ch. 27



Breastford seemed unusually brisk as Coach Steven Blue stepped out of his car and began making his way into the school. He had been making up excuses for each night he and Nina had had an appointment, but tonight was also the night the school principal - Evelyn Evers - had asked him to meet with her. As a result he had scheduled his counseling session with Nina earlier than usual, and despite his many hours of being at the school after-hours he felt even more awkward showing up as the last of the school-stragglers were staggering out. 

As he entered the school through the gym entrance he noticed that among the school's stragglers was the busty blonde duo of Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust. 

Brooke and Brittany had been in mid-conversation as the door opened, but once they saw their coach and former private trainer standing in front of them their banter ceased and the two had gaping looks on their faces. 

"Coach...Blue?" Brooke said as the coach kept his head down and hardly paid her any attention. 

She and Brittany stepped to the side and let him squeeze by, and in doing so their big breasts bushed against the side of his arm. Coach Blue was vaguely aware that their huge melons were rubbing into his side as he walked past, but he was simply too preoccupied with thoughts of his meeting with Evelyn to really care. 

The two girls, however, were all too aware that he didn't seem to be paying any attention. 

"Coach Blue?" Brittany said, repeating her friend. 

When the coach still didn't say anything, Brooke stomped her foot down on the tiled floor. 

"Coach Blue!" she yelled after him. 

"Hm?" the coach said, turning around to finally face the two girls. "Were you calling me?" 

"What's wrong with you?" Brooke asked as she stepped forward and crossed her arms. The look she was giving her coach was penetrating. "Are you okay?" 

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why do you care?" he answered her, realizing that he sounded bitter. 

At this Brittany stepped next to her friend and put her hands on her hips. She, too, threw a very penetrating look at her coach. 

"What is your problem?" she said to him, accusingly. 

"My problem? What's my problem?" the coach said, now sounding angry. "What are you talking about?" 

Brooke now placed her hands on her hips like Brittany, and the two blonde teens glared at their coach more fiercely than ever. 

"You brushed our boobs!" Brooke stated, with emphasis. 

Coach Blue rolled his eyes. There was something about the duo that had changed, and he couldn't quite figure out what it was. But whatever the case he tried to push it aside and remain composed. 

"Oh please. You both know I wasn't trying to get fresh. You stepped out of the way and I passed. It's not my fault that you two have the tits wet dreams revolve around." 

The two girls exchanged glances, and after a brief silence Brittany spoke up. 

"You brushed...our boobs." She said. 

Again, Coach Blue rolled his eyes. This time he turned around, and spoke to the girls as he began to walk away. 

"I'm leaving." He stated. 

Brooke looked to her friend, and each girl saw that the other had a look of shock on her face. 

"Coach Blue, wait!" Brooke called after him as she started to power walk behind him. 

"What, what is it now?" the coach asked as he sighed and turned back around. "Did I also just try to rape you?" 

Brooke stopped as she now stood in front of him. A moment later Brittany was back at her side and the two girls no longer had their arms over their chests. Instead, their arms were at their sides and they were letting their huge breasts heave in front of their coach naturally. Their white shirts strained against the force of their big flesh balloons, and if Coach Blue didn't know any better he would have said that they were arching their backs. 

"Did you talk to Coach Dick about us?" Brooke asked of him, that accusing tone in her voice once more. 

"What are you talking about?" the coach responded. He noted that her face was flushed, more so than Brittany's. Both girls had rushed to catch up to him, but there was no need for Brooke to have been as flushed as she was. Her body temperature must have rising for some other reason. 

"Did you tell Coach Dick you wanted us off the team?" the blonde asked, she and Brittany looking at him with solemnness. 

"What?" Coach Blue said in surprise. "Why would I...did he tell you that?" 

"We asked you our question first." Brittany said, thrusting her chest out without trying to make the action seem obvious. 

"What why..." the coach sighed. "No. I didn't say I wanted you off the team." 

"But you do talk to him?" Brooke asked. "About us?" 

He was beginning to get annoyed. Brooke and Brittany did not seem to be letting up with their questions anytime soon. 

"Well, yes...er, no. I don't know, I probably do. He and I talk about all matters concerning the basketball team. Did he tell you I wanted you off the team?" 

Brittany opened her mouth to speak, but Brooke held her hand up in front of her body to stop her. Her busty blonde friend stopped her voice from making any noise and quickly shut her mouth. 

"No. He didn't. It was the committee." Brooke said, a bit melancholy. 

"The committee." Coach Blue reiterated as he nodded his head. He then looked at both girls and spoke again. "Look, I don't want anyone to get thrown off the team." 

"You lie!" Brittany said, pointing her finger at him. "You just don -" 

"Brit, calm down." Brooke said, nudging her friend and coaxing her to be quiet. "You heard him. And he's our coach. He knows what's best." 

At this Coach Blue looked surprised. He couldn't believe those words were coming out of Brooke's mouth. For months he had been caught in a game of cat and mouse with every woman in Breastford, but none more so than the busty duo of Brooke and Brittany. To hear her actually conceding defeat was like winning the lottery. 

But his victory did not bring that feeling of joy with it. Instead he was just content to be where he was, and he was satisfied enough for the three of them. 

"Look..." he said, putting his hands at his sides and taking a step toward the two busty teens. "I know I haven't been fair to you two. I haven't been fair to anyone in this place. Not you...not the committee...not my wife..." 

Brooke felt the urge to step back as he had stepped forward, but she found that her legs just wouldn't obey the instruction. She also found that she couldn't take her eyes off the man in front of her, and while she hadn't turned to look at Brittany she somehow knew she was caught in the same deer-in-headlights effect. 

"It's this place...Breastford, it's...well, I don't know what it is..." He said, struggling to find the right words. He was afraid the girls would lose interest at his befuddlement, but Brooke and Brittany seemed to be paying attention just fine. "I know I don't have an excuse. And even if I did, I don't think it would be good enough. When I came here you girls were curious. You were excited. You were innocent..." 

"Coach Blue..." Brooke said, trying to fight back her emotions. "You don't have to-" 

"Let me finish." The coach said, holding his palm out to her like a stop sign. "I didn't just take advantage of you, or my job title...I took advantage of Breastford. You girls had the potential to do whatever you wanted to do, and you still do...but..." 

The girls had stopped fighting their urges to step back and were now leaning forward, hanging on his every word. 

"But...something's changed. I see that now. I don't know what it is, Brooke, but you...and you too, Brittany...you've both changed. And that's not bad, change isn't bad...it's just change. I guess what I'm trying to say is that you two have shown me just how much I've failed. I mean, the committee tried to show me, Coach Dick tried to show me, a lot of people did; actually. I just...I wanna say thank you. Thank you...and I'm sorry." 

The two girls were gazing at him with their mouths open, as if they were staring at something they couldn't believe. Although the coach couldn't tell, their emotions were running high; and both girls felt as though they were on the verge of tears. 

"Look..." he said, interrupting the silence. He felt extremely bare after having made his confession to Brooke and Brittany, and he was in the biggest hurry to escape the awkwardness he had bestowed upon their trio. "I need to get going. I'll see you both at practice tomorrow." 

And with that he turned to walk away, leaving the two blonde teens dumbstruck; their bodies brimming with emotion. 

* * * * * * * * 

A rush of cold air filled the room as Nina Knockers heard the office door open. She had been idly tapping the sides of the chair she was sitting in with her forearms; a motion which had been causing her enormous jugs to jiggle around inside her white tank top. As Coach Blue walked inside he saw Nina cease in her movements and turn to look at him, and as he shut the door and walked around her behind his desk he saw that she was wearing the black skirt she often wore. She had obviously gone home to change, as she had not been wearing it throughout the day. 

"Sorry I'm late." The coach said, sitting down behind his desk and gazing at Nina's brown eyes as she hunkered around in her seat. He watched as she leaned forward so her butt was off the chair and smoothed out the back of her skirt. When she sat back down she raised one of her slender, silky smooth legs and crossed it over the other - an action that raised the good coach's cock in his pants. 

"It's okay." Nina said. "I'm not in a hurry." 

Coach Blue had been so distracted by her sexy legs that he was just now discovering he hadn't given her gorgeous rack the attention it deserved. Nina had her hands resting on her lap, and her arms were squeezing the massive swells of her chest involuntarily as the huge orbs pushed them out to the side. Only small segments of her arms were visible around her huge twin globes, and Coach Blue's cock was stirring in his pants as his eyes trailed from one big jug to the other. 

Nina did not seem to be making any effort to keep her massive mammaries hidden from view; beyond the obvious act of wearing clothes. As a matter fact, Coach Blue realized, Nina hardly ever seemed to make any effort to cover up in his presence. When they had first met Nina had remained closed off to him; only accentuating her bust when she felt it suited her. Now, however, Nina appeared to be getting more and more comfortable; so much so that seeing her giant rack unhindered by her arms or hands was becoming commonplace for Coach Blue. 

"God, Nina...you look amazing!" Coach Blue said, still lost in his lust for the busty brunette. 

"What?" Nina asked, raising her brows at him. 

"Oh...uh..." Coach Blue backtracked. "Nothing, nothing. So umm...what did you want to talk about today?" 

Nina let out a sigh as she put her arms on the armrests of her chair. She hunkered down slightly and let her head rest on the back of the chair. 

"I had another dream. This one was about my mom." 

"You saw your mom doing something? Like me and my wife?" Coach Blue asked, not realizing that he was leaning over his desk. 

"Not really. This wasn't like my other dreams. I think this was an actual dream." Nina said, sitting up straight again. 

"I see..." Coach Blue responded. 

Nina glanced over at him and suddenly felt the urge to smile. She'd caught her coach staring at her chest several times already, and had seen him ogling her legs when he first sat down. She even noticed that he had been enthralled by her every action; even breathing in and out garnered the subtlest of reactions from him... 

But she had to admit that for a man he was actually not that difficult to talk to. Despite all of his shortcomings Nina felt safe and comfortable with him; a feeling she had only ever felt as a child. As a result she could sense that behind his concern for her he was also hiding something else. He seemed on edge, tense even, and Nina was certain that he was simply putting on some sort of façade for her benefit. Her natural curiosity began to creep in, and she decided that she just had to know more. 

"It was strange..." Nina continued. "I think it took place in the future. It was in an office. There were a lot of people, paper-pushers...that sort of thing." 

"Did anything happen? Anything of particular importance?" Coach blue asked. 

"No." Nina answered. "Not really. It was just a really straightforward dream. Not like the others." 

Coach Blue leaned back a bit. He rubbed his chin as his eyes roamed over the busty teen's stacked body. 

"So it was a normal dream? If you ask me, a step towards normal isn't that bad." 

"I guess not..." Nina said, looking at the coach as she uncrossed her legs and leaned forward. "So why were you late?" 

"Oh..." Coach Blue said, not sure of how to handle her question. "I just I had this thing and...oh!" 

Nina's eyes jumped as Coach Blue yelped his excitement around as though he had just thought of an idea. 

"I ran into Brooke and Brittany on my way here." 

"Brittany and Brooke?" Nina asked, raising an eyebrow at him as she now crossed her arms over her huge, teen chest. 

"Yeah. Brittany and Brooke." Coach Blue responded. 

"That's all?" Nina asked. "That probably only took like five minutes. Did you guys talk for a while?" 

"I guess we must have." Coach Blue said, now starting to regret telling Nina this. 

"What about?" Nina asked. 

"I just..." Coach Blue sighed. He knew very well that he didn't have to answer Nina's question, but he also knew that when Nina Knockers asked a question you had very little say in how you responded. "I told them I was sorry and that...well, that I haven't been as good a coach as I should be. Or as good a man." 

"As good a man?" Nina asked, now genuinely interested in their conversation. "What do you mean?" 

"I don't know." Coach Blue said, hanging his head. "I guess it's complicated." 

"You know..." Nina said, noticing his internal struggle. "This whole time I've been talking to you, and you've been helping me understand everything that's going on with me. But did it ever occur to you that you can talk to me as well?" 

"I don't know." Coach Blue repeated himself. "Maybe, maybe not." 

"You can talk to me, Coach Blue." Nina said, leaning over his desk so that her face was staring up at him...her rack obscured from his view by the desk itself. "You can talk to me about anything. Now what's really going on?" 

"I saw Gretchen the other day." Coach Blue said. 

Nina's eyes flared up, and she sat back in her chair with proper posture as though she were telling him to keep going even though she hated where he was going with it. 

"I'm not mentioning that to you to be...mean." The coach continued. "I just...when I left there I was already in this weird physical/emotional state..." 

Nina turned her head to look at him. She still had her arms crossed over her busty chest. Coach Blue felt as though he was treading on thin ice and one wrong step could fill his world with icy terror. 

"And?" Nina inquired after her coach didn't say anything. 

Coach Blue sighed. 

"Nina...have you ever felt like when you are doing something right, you're also doing something wrong?" 

"Yeah, I suppose so." Nina said, thinking back to how she'd been acting to her mom, to Gretchen, to Coach Blue... 

She shook her head. 

"What are you getting at?" she asked, getting to the point. 

This time the coach was blunt. 

"Nina, I might have to leave Breastford." He said. 

"What?" Nina said, almost too shocked to speak. "Why? Is it the committee?" 

"No," Coach Blue said with a sad and angry tone. "It's Evelyn." 

"Miss Evers?" Nina asked. "She asked me about the basketball team a while back!" 

"Yeah, I don't think that's what this is about." Coach Blue said. 

"What do you mean?" the brunette asked. 

"Evelyn wants to see me. Tonight." 

Nina had been leaning forward, but she now let her back rest against the back of her chair. 

"Tonight? Tonight, tonight?" she asked, fishing for verification. 

Coach Blue nodded. 

"And you don't want to go see her?" Nina asked. "Do you think she's gonna fire you?" 

The coach shook his head. 

"She wants me to cheat on my wife." 

"Oh." Nina said, her voice dripping in relief. "That...doesn't sound so bad." 

"I guess not." Coach Blue said. 

"Coach Blue? Can I be honest with you?" the busty brunette said in all seriousness as she caught her coach's gaze. 

The good coach only shrugged in response. 

"I don't think your wife is a very good person. If you ask me I don't think you should be too worried about this." 

"Yeah, I guess so." Coach Blue said, staring down at his desk and refusing to meet her gaze again. 

Nina now leaned forward again. This time her chair scooted with her and her massive rack collided with the front of his desk. She tried to look her coach in the eye but he kept averting his gaze. 

"That's...not why you're worried? Is it?" 

Coach Blue only shrugged in response again. 

"You really do think you're going to get fired, don't you? And you'll have to leave Breastford? And we'll be stuck with..." 

Nina stopped short as she gasped. 

"Coach Dick!" 

Her coach now looked at her with the same seriousness she had displayed on him previously. The two were quiet for a moment, but then Nina decided to break the silence yet again. 

"So do it." Nina said. 

Coach Blue opened his mouth to speak, but as he did so he forgot how his mouth was supposed to work and began coughing instead. 

"What??" he managed to get out. 

"Miss Evers. You should sleep with her and cheat on your wife." Nina said, stating the obvious so that there were no questions. 

"You want me to cheat on my wife? Why would you tell me that?" he asked. 

"Coach Blue, you are the best coach we've ever had in Breastford. I really want you to be here." 

"Nina..." Coach Blue said. "I can't. God help me, for the first time since coming to Breastford I want to say no to a woman - this woman!" 

"Why?" Nina asked, unable to believe she just asked a man that question. 

"Nina I've got a lot to answer for. I'm not a good person." Coach Blue said. "But as bad as I am the people in charge here are even worse. You didn't see Miss Evers when I was leaving the Swanson's. She was acting strange. She was hitting on me! She was talking about my wife, and Madeline..." 

"Madeline?" Nina said, interrupting him. "Wow. This really does sound like a bad situation. Miss Evers pretty much does whatever Madeline wants." 

"You see what I'm getting at here?" Coach Blue asked of her, standing up from his chair and turning to face the wall. "What am I supposed to do?" 

"I don't know." Nina said. "Coach, I know I said you could talk to me about anything...but now I feel kind of dumb for saying it." 

"Thanks." He said, letting his head hang. He stood to the side of his desk and leaned up against it. As he did so he could feel Nina's eyes on him. He knew she was looking at him in pity, and he didn't want to turn and face her. 

Several moments passed, and neither person had really moved. Coach Blue fidgeted in his stance. Nina still had her arms crossed over her melons, and he could feel her gaze on him like fire. At this point he thought that Nina was only staring at him to get him to turn around and face her. He didn't feel like playing games at the moment. 

"Alright, you win." He said, turning to face Nina in her chair as he leaned against the corner of his desk and looked at her. 

To his surprise Nina's eyes did not convey the pity he was expecting to find. Instead they looked fierce and studious; as if she was trying to determine what he was thinking. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 27



"Nina. I should go. Evelyn's expecting me soon." He said, looking down at the busty brunette bombshell as she continued to stare. 

He started to feel a bit uneasy with Nina's eyes prodding him. He fidgeted in response, and awaited her response; but the big-boobed teen never gave one. 

"Listen," he said, his hands performing actions involuntarily due to his nerves acting up. "I hate to ask, but maybe you should go." 

Again, Nina didn't respond. She only glared at him even stronger, as though she were trying to burn a hole through his forehead. Coach Blue was beginning to grow slightly more agitated, and in an effort to calm himself down he pulled his gaze away from Nina and focused in on her busty rack. The brunette wouldn't let him stare forever, and she would have to leave when she'd decided she'd had enough of him. 

But Nina didn't leave. 

Instead she pushed her chair back and stood up slowly. She pulled her arms away from her tits and let them fall where they may. She was still staring at him, but her glare was much less fearsome. 

Coach Blue was slightly aware of her actions as she rose. He was all too aware of how close she was...her jutting rack stretched so far from the rest of her body that it was almost touching his chest, and he had to tilt his head down to continue staring at her enormous knockers. 

He became vaguely aware that her hand was moving toward him. Any moment now Nina was going to slap him for staring, and he wanted to get in as much of her boobs as possible before that happened. 

A moment later he saw her hand gliding to his cheek in slow motion. He braced himself for the impact, but instead her girlish skin brushed his cheek and caressed it. Coach Blue breathed in deep and his heart began to race as Nina's touch comforted him and aroused him all at once. 

He felt her other hand on his; she gripped it and pulled it up toward her as she started to turn. 

"Come here..." she said, stepping towards the wall and the couch that sat against it. 

Unable to speak, or think, or do anything the coach obeyed; and he was not the least bit surprised that he was doing so. Right now Nina had all the power over him. He kept his breath held; afraid to let it go for fear of losing the moment. He couldn't even breathe without her permission... 

"Sit down." Nina said, giving his arm a fast jerk. 

Coach Blue abided, unsurprisingly, and in what seemed like a fleeting moment he was sitting down in front of Nina; the busty brunette standing high and proud above him...her giant rack standing high and proud on her chest. 

He watched as Nina stepped back; standing just a pace or two away from him. The nervous coach didn't know what was happening, but he didn't care. There was a sensual sensation in the air; it was almost tangible. And it seemed that Nina was using it to constrict him and control him; yet at the same time he knew she held no control over him. He could get up and leave at any time if he wanted to; he simply did not have the desire. That was neither his brain nor his body talking. 

His eyes grew wide as Nina reached for the bottom of her tank top. Her bra straps told him that she was clearly wearing a bra, and as she reached both pairs of straps struggled to remain glued to her shoulders. The weight of full, teen rack was almost causing them to snap right off. 

Coach Blue watched as Nina's hands roamed over the bottom hem of her top. Her fingertips caressed the fabric and pulled, but the material escaped her and clung back to her flat abdomen with a snap. He then watched Nina's hand go to her left shoulder and brush the strap of her tank top down the length of her arm, leaving only the black bra strap. 

Nina's left hand did the same with her right shoulder, and soon both straps of her top were dangling at her sides - her giant rack keeping her top on through sheer force of will; almost as though it were impossible for even clothing to disobey Nina. 

Coach Blue's cock was throbbing unbearably as his eyes humped the swell of Nina's chest. She was bringing her hands to the top of her rack where the eye-popping swell of her breasts started and created a mind-boggling cleavage. The horny coach stared on as both Nina's delicate hands reached her generous jugs and her thumbs crept into the inside of her outstretched top. 

Nina stared at her coach's face, but he was not staring back. Instead his gaze was focused entirely on her busty teen tits; just as she knew it would be. 

"When this is over..." she said, noticing that a long strand of drool was escaping from the corner of her coach's mouth, "...you'll go see Miss Evers." 

Coach Blue nodded, almost involuntarily. Everything Nina had just said was engrained in his mind like she had chiseled it in with a spike. She had spoken it as if she was giving an order, and somehow he knew that she wasn't making a request. It was at this point he realized that he had no control. He could not leave if he wished it; Nina had clouded his mind. She had taken it and clutched it to her bountiful bosom; shielded it with both of her abundant assets. Nothing in his world existed besides her; not his office, not the town of Breastford, not even himself. 

He was feeling things he had never felt before; things no other woman had ever caused him to feel. Then, all at once it seemed, every one of those new sensations ceased and he was struck with a much more familiar one - a sensation he had not felt since first arriving in Breastford. 

He began to feel woozy, as if those clouds Nina had forced into his mind were actual clouds. He hadn't felt this way even remotely for some time now; not since a previous encounter with the busty duo. This time was much more powerful. The sensation couldn't even be compared to the ones he felt during his early days in Breastford, and for the first time in a long while he actually contemplated if he might die here; if he might simply fall asleep and never wake up. 

Knowing what was about to happen did not change his resolve at all. Whatever fears or ambitions he had were pushed away by Nina and her nut-busting knockers. He watched as Nina began to pull down the front of her tank top, and as she did so he was immediately struck repeatedly by an unknown force. 

The feeling was difficult to describe; it was comparable to feelings of soothing heat mixed with the power of wind. They struck his face, his chest, his crotch, and every inch of him simultaneously. His entire body stiffened as he felt embraced by this unknown power, and a relaxed, moronic grin formed across his face. 

In all the confusion from the mixed sensations brewing within him he had lost track of the fact that his cock had reached maximum erection some time ago and was impossibly trying to gain girth in an effort to grow more erect. The pain was utterly unbearable, and his body started to spasm as he felt as though something was trying to burst through the tip of his cock. 

Nina had a serious look on her face as her thumbs pulled down the front of her top and slowly revealed a very plain black bra. The massive cups hugged the massive swells of her breasts perfectly with no spill, and her cleavage redefined the parameters of possibility as her tank top was pulled over it with extreme and graceful movement. 

Coach Blue took in all that he could. He recalled an image of a busty blonde bikini model exiting a pool where her all natural knockers were snugged tight in an orange bikini; glistening from the droplets of water that cascaded down them as she displayed unnatural cleavage and beckoned anyone looking at them to challenge their validity. 

Nina's breasts needed no such confirmation. Not only did her body put that picture to shame, but it actually willed you to believe they were real despite their unnatural appearance. And they were, indeed, unnatural looking. Both of her giant globes were hugged so close together that her cleavage appeared tighter than any vagina, but what made the cleavage even more unbelievable was its length - it went on for days. 

They also had an unnatural perk. At her bra size boobs like that were expected to sag even just a little, or at least rely on their bra for support... 

But Nina's gravity-defying gazongas were just that, and they needed no support whatsoever. It was almost as if Nina wore bras simply for show, but in the back of his mind Coach Blue thought that she probably only wore them for the benefit of others. Her goddess like beauty simply couldn't be comprehended to its fullest extent; and the world just wasn't ready for Nina and her all-natural glory. 

And as much as she should have looked comical her body denied you the opportunity to laugh. Instead it berated you, challenged you, dared you to step up in her presence. Those who couldn't were simply not worthy, and anyone lucky to be deemed so by this busty goddess was subject to her will and hers alone. 

Their sheer size was messing with his mind most of all. How was it possible that Nina had bigger boobs than any woman he had seen, in Breastford or otherwise, and still maintained her perfect hourglass figure? She wasn't particularly tall, nor particularly short. Her waist was just as thin as the other girls in town, and yet she managed to retain even more sex appeal despite her body's chaotic proportions. Nina wasn't a model. She wasn't a porn starlet. She wasn't even a busty high school girl. She was something else entirely. Her body actually redefined what your mind perceived as beautiful and created something new. Something that was all tits; something worthy of walking the aisle, or the plank, or anywhere else she wanted you to walk. 

Coach Blue couldn't stop his legs from shaking, nor his arms, nor any other part of his body that was spasming involuntarily. His body was like a board; his back pressed against the cushion of the couch and his heels tapping the floor repeatedly as his entire body shook. Despite all the chaos created in his body and mind he was not confused at all; he had only two things on his mind, and Nina had been gracious enough to allow him to witness their beauty encased in her impossibly sized bra. Nina's bra would be in a museum one day - a testament to what the female form was capable of and a goal for all women to strive for in vain. 

Nina had finally finished pulling her top down over her massively sizable chest, and as she did so Coach Blue's eyes widened at the sight of her two big, hardened nipples jutting into the insides of her bra cups. The coach's mouth watered like a river as the two buds stared right at him; begging him to wrap their lips around them despite the obvious obstruction of her bra. 

It was at this time that the eager coach realized he had been cumming for quite some time. His pants were dripping wet, as was a good portion of the couch where he sat. Cum was gushing down the front of his seat like a river and forming a small puddle on the cold floor. He didn't know how long he had been shooting for, but he was certain he had never even dreamed of cumming this much in his entire life. The sense of dehydration he felt was something nightmares were made of. 

His head began to ache as a result, and moments later as he focused in on the sight of Nina's gorgeous black bra. Her cups formed two giant circles that filled the line of sight in both his eyes. They grew bigger and bigger until his vision was filled with darkness, and all of a sudden the pain stopped. 

* * * * * * * * 

Coach Daniel Dick was feeling nervous as he opened the front door of his home. His nerves turned to full blown anxiety as he took in the view of the opposite side. Brooke Biguns and Brittany Busty were standing in front of him, hands on their hips with annoyed looks on their pretty blonde faces. Both girls had their hair up in ponytails, and were dressed provocatively to say the least. 

Brooke was wearing a pair of cotton gray shorts. Unlike the athletic shorts she usually wore this pair was not hugging her buns and legs as tightly. They flared explosively just under the waistband to account for her grade A ass, and then hung somewhat loosely at the bottom hem; enough so that one could fit a finger or two in between the material and her model-like legs. 

The shorts were about half an inch longer than her usual pair, but even so they left very little to the imagination. Even with the added fabric her shorts were border-lining on briefs, and Coach Dick doubted that they were even that long. 

Above her waistband her abdomen was completely exposed. While not particularly well-toned both she and Brittany had flat stomachs and ironing board abs, but neither girl was toned enough to display their abs in any way; giving them the looks of girls who worked out regularly but not too much. Their bodies were soft and supple, but with all the enthusiasm and vigor the bodies of teenage girls should have. Had Coach Dick not already been coaching them in basketball, he thought, they would have made excellent cheerleaders. 

Higher up on her body still was a baby blue sports bra, and inside that bra were two of the biggest breasts Coach Dick had ever seen. They were certainly the most sought after, along with Brittany's, and the eager coach was confident his chase for them would be over soon enough. 

Next to her Brittany was wearing a similar outfit. Like her friend she, too, wore a skimpy pair of gray shorts...possibly even an exact replica. Her body outline was also similar to Brooke's. In fact, the only real visible difference between the two besides their faces were their bras - Brooke's was a light shade of blue while Brittany's sports bra was a vibrant yellow. 

Coach Dick could feel his mouth starting to water over the two pairs of nearly identical racks in front of him. The girls weren't trying to showcase their tits for him by thrusting them forward, but their two pairs of magnificent melons were jutting just the same. Their bodies had this way about them that naturally forced them to arch their backs, as if posture of this caliber were commonplace. 

"We're here." Brooke said, an annoyed tone in her voice. 

"I see that." Coach Dick said. "You are here. All four of you." 

Brooke rolled her eyes as she saw his gaze looking from her chest to Brittany's. 

"Yes. Both of us. Brit and I weren't expecting you to call our moms." Brooke said. 

"What did you tell them?" Coach Dick asked. 

"The truth." Brittany said. "We told them we were coming over here to work on our basketball." 

"We are going to work on our basketball, right?" Brooke asked, she and Brittany raising an eyebrow at him through the doorway. 

"Yeah, well...sort of." Coach Dick began, causing both girls to stare sternly at him as they each crossed their arms over their huge chests. "I mean, it's basketball related. But today is really more about working out." 

"Okay, then." Brooke said, taking her hands off her chest and letting her arms fall to the side. "Lead the way." 

"After you." Coach Dick said, putting a huge grin on his face as he stepped to the side and made a sweeping gesture with his arm. 

Again, Brooke rolled her eyes as she stepped inside. Brittany did the same as she stepped in after her friend. Coach Dick quickly shut the door behind them and locked it; staring at the two busty beauties from behind as he did so. Already he could feel his cock beginning to twitch, and he had consumed two entire bottles of StaminaX prior to their meeting. 

"So where are we going?" Brittany asked as she stepped lightly behind her friend. 

Coach Dick stared after her tight buns as she walked. The material of her shorts was constantly being shifted from the very slight shake her ass was giving. He watched as the cotton creased in the middle over her crack and cupped her left cheek, and on the next step he watched the material cup the right cheek. 

"Left at the kitchen." He said. "And down the hallway." 

Up ahead Brooke stepped carefully down the lengthy hall. Coach Dick craned his head around Brittany to get a good long look at Brooke's lovely posterior, but there was barely any light in the hall and he went back to staring at Brittany and the small of her back. 

"Over there, Brooke." Coach Dick said. "On your right." 

Brooke turned her head and nodded at the coach behind her. She stepped into the lit room on the right and was met with various weight-lifting machines and exercise contraptions on a hard carpeted floor. Both she and Brittany were wearing white tennis shoes and ankle socks, and as they stepped out onto the carpet they could feel the hard floor underneath. While not at all bad for a home gym the floor provided almost no comfort, and exercises such as sit-ups were going to be out of the question. 

"So, what do you think?" Coach Dick asked as he stepped between the two girls. 

"This is really nice!" Brittany said, looking around with a hint of excitement. "Did you do all this?" 

"Yeah, I sure did." Coach Dick said. 

There were several machines which catered to different parts of the body, along with benches with bars of weights on them, matted pads for stretching and performing actions such as yoga, and along the side wall where only two benches sat was a wall-length mirror. There was plenty of space between the two benches near it. 

"I'd have to agree with Brit," Brooke said, stepping into the center of the room and rotating as she took in the sight. "This is pretty impressive." 

"A guy's got to stay in shape." Coach Dick said, stepping up behind Brooke and placing his hands on her waist. He then pushed his pelvis forward and pressed his already raging boner into her rear. 

Brooke spun around quickly without uttering so much as a gasp. 

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked, strangely calm despite just having been molested by her basketball coach. 

A little confused, Coach Dick's eyes had grown wide. But he quickly composed himself and answered her question. 

"Me? Oh, I'm just making good on our deal. Remember? The deal that the three of us made?" 

He was standing between the two blonde teens at an angle now. He focused his attention on each of them when he spoke, and alternated between openly staring at their giant funbags when one of them talked. 

"Yeah," Brittany said. "We remember. But it seems you've forgotten." 

"What?" Coach Blue asked as he stared at Brittany's chest. "I just told you I remembered." 

"Yeah but you forgot the part that mentioned you have to actually teach us." Brooke said, taking a step toward the coach and crossing her arms. 

Coach Dick made note of the gesture and decided to focus entirely on Brittany's unobscured rack. 

"I am going to teach you." He said. "I'm gonna teach you a lot of things..." 

"About basketball?" Brittany said, stepping forward like Brooke and shielding her own pair of giant jugs with her dainty arms. 

"Yeah. About basketball...and stuff." He said, realizing that his rebuttal was a weak one. "Look, we're in a gym, what more do you busties want?" 

"How about you be a good boy and go get us something to drink? Brit and I will start working out and when we're done we can talk about letting you be a naughty boy." Brooke said. 

"Fine." The coach said as he stepped to the door. But just as he was about to exit he stopped and turned to face the girls. "You know, these deals of ours are child's play. There aren't really any repercussions for me if I decide to break them." 

The two girls looked at each other as if exchanging words without speaking. Before long Brittany turned to him and spoke. 

"That's not true." She said. 

"Oh really?" Coach Dick said, standing firm and crossing his arms. "Your mothers love me. The committee loves me. Why do you think they brought me here in the first place? If you two decided to come clean about everything who do you think they'd believe?" 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 27



Again, the girls exchanged glances; but this time there were slight looks of terror in them. It seemed as though both girls were at a loss but, once again, Brittany decided to speak. 

"We'll go to Coach Blue!" she blurted, quickly. 

"Hmph." Coach Dick muttered under his breath. His so-called boss didn't hold any sort of significance to anyone in town, let alone to the committee; Coach Dick had made sure of that. 

But he was under close surveillance by Madeline for whatever reason, and she seemed to have it in for him even more than he did. If the girls did decide to go to him it wouldn't be long before he was being watched as well, and that wouldn't pan out well in the end. He wasn't sure if Brooke and Brittany were aware of the bargaining chip they'd stumbled across, but this late in their cat-and-mouse game it mattered little. The final terms of the deal they had struck were all but written in stone, and they could no longer withhold their big boobs from him so long as he abided by it. It seemed for the time being, however, he was going to have to play along until they finished their workout. 

Without saying another word he promptly left the room and headed back down the hallway towards the kitchen. 

"Whew, that was close." Brooke said, wiping her forehead despite the obvious lack of sweat. Her nipples had already grown hard underneath her blue sports bra; courtesy of the air condition in the coach's home. As Brittany approached her she noticed that her friend's nipples were poking the inside of her own bra as well, and she felt comforted by the fact that she wasn't alone in the hardened-nipples club. 

"Brooke, I'm confused." Brittany said, raising an eyebrow and tilting her blonde head to the side as she looked at her busty best friend. "We're gonna have to have sex with him eventually. Why are we putting it off?" 

"I don't know." Brooke said, turning to the side and looking at herself and Brittany in the wall-length mirror. "After hearing everything Coach Blue said...something just doesn't feel right. You know what I mean?" 

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Brittany said, remembering the coach's unexpected confession. "But he's a liar! He's lied to us lots of times before, remember?" 

"I know." Brooke said. "And he could've been lying about this too..." 

"But?" Brittany inquired. 

"There's something else." Brooke stated. "He wasn't looking at us the way Coach Dick was just now. I mean, it was like he wasn't even paying attention to us!" 

"So?" Brittany said. "Who cares? If you ask me that's a good thing." 

"I guess so." Brooke said, no longer aware of where they were as her vision trailed off into space. "It was what he said...he said we changed. Like we lost something..." 

"I heard him." Brittany replied. "What does that have to do with Coach Dick?" 

"I don't know." Brooke said, shaking her head so her blonde ponytail wagged back and forth. "I guess I just feel like working out, like, without having to give up anything sacred." 

"You're crazy." Brittany said, putting her hands on her hips and looking at her friend as she stepped next to her. "I'm not giving anything up. I'm doing what I have to in order to stay on the basketball team because I want to be on the committee someday." 

Once she had spoken her piece she walked over to one of the mats and dragged it to the center of the room despite it being practically weightless. As she laid it out on the floor and positioned it Brooke turned around and walked toward her friend. 

"You're right." She said. "Let's just get this over with." 

Back in the kitchen Coach Dick was emptying out two of his own squeeze bottles. As he turned on the faucet and prepared to fill them up he noticed a bottle of wine lying on the kitchen counter. Forming an idea in his head he took hold of it and held it up to read the label. He wasn't sure if he had it in him to do what he was thinking; Brittany and Brooke probably wouldn't be opposed to the idea, but there was absolutely no way he could send them back to their mothers inebriated. 

But wine would ensure that he got everything he wanted out of the busty duo. He knew Brooke and Brittany were planning on using every trick in the book to minimize their efforts and disappoint him; forever leaving him wanting of their Breastford-grown bodies. Perhaps they were even planning on teasing him like they had done from inside the shower at the girls' locker room at the school. If there was one thing the duo knew how to do it was put on a show. 

He couldn't chance it. He was going to have to endure their relentless racks taunting him with their massive size, sizable nipples, canyon-deep cleavage...not to mention whatever tricks they had up their sports bras. He had made peace with the fact that the girls probably wouldn't be letting him perform certain actions with them on this particular occasion, but realistically he had hoped to at least secure a blowjob. Wine would have secured so much more, however... 

As he opened up the refrigerator door he shuffled his head around looking for something the girls could drink. After a while he gave up and simply reached for a jug of milk, but as he pulled it off its shelf a bottle of grape juice caught his eye. A smile formed across his face as he was struck with another idea. Excitedly, he pulled the bottle out of the fridge forcefully and quickly unscrewed the cap. Tossing it to the side he poured the entire contents of the bottle into both of the girls' squeeze bottles to the point of overfilling. Grape juice careened down his kitchen counter and on to the floor as he closed the caps down over Brooke's and Brittany's bottles and quickly sped out of the kitchen. 

When he approached the doorway of his home gym he was met with a beautiful sight: Brittany was facing the back wall with her legs stretched in opposite directions; her white shoes firmly planted on the carpeted floor. Her luscious ass was directly in his line of sight as she caressed her left ankle with her fingertips; her blonde hair hanging down over her head as she stretched. Coach Dick froze in place as he eyed her beautiful rear unblinkingly. Her buns stretched the gray cotton out and he could make out the smooth details of her cheeks. He ached to caress her toned legs and squeeze one of her asscheeks, to spank them, to spank them with his cock. 

Brooke stood by an empty rack holding on to one of its bars with one hand as her left foot was nestled in her left hand behind her. She had her heal pressed firmly against her left cheek and was standing on just one beautifully smooth leg as she stretched. Coach Dick's eyes trailed to her massive rack which was jutting into the bar she held on to. Her huge funbags almost wrapped around it and would have were it not for the tight sports bra she had on. 

Coach Dick couldn't help but stare at her abundant chest as she stretched. Her blue bra had no neckline; it simply formed a giant U shape across her mouth-watering cleavage. Only the top of her cleavage could be seen, but as his eyes roamed the magnificent swells of her busty bosoms he saw her two sexily-clad nipples jutting through the inside of her bra. The two buds taunted him and made his mouth water as they pointed at him; accusing him as the one man they wanted to play with. 

As the swells of her breasts sloped to an end he could also see the under-band of her bra. Unlike the bras she had worn previously this one had no clasp in front or behind, and her massive melons simply extended down over the bra's band and practically hid it from view. Coach Dick thought that the view from underneath her boobs as she wore that bra must have been a breathtaking one. 

"Here you go." He said as he approached Brittany with her drink in hand. 

Brittany raised up, and as she did so she put her legs together. Her ass exploded out toward the coach and he had to will himself to keep from pushing his aching erection into it. Fortunately for him she turned around, but his cock was not met with relief as her bra-clad boulders were thrust into view. Like Brooke her bra had that similar U shape, but because hers was yellow it drew attention away from itself...allowing one to focus on her skin, face, midriff, and other features. 

"Thanks." She said, taking the bottle and raising it to her lips. 

As the coach stepped away from her and left her to discern the contents of the bottle he caught Brooke's gaze and approached. Brooke held her hand out before he even got into arm's reach and he handed her the bottle promptly. 

"Here, Brooke." He said, waiting for some sort of exclamation from Brittany. 

Brooke did not say a word as she took the bottle. She had to stop stretching to accept it and as she now stood with her drink in hand Brittany spoke up. 

"What is this?" she said, pulling the tip of the bottle out of her mouth. "It tastes really familiar. Like grape juice?" 

"Not exactly." Coach Dick said. "It's wine." 

"Wine??" Brooke said, her eyes flaring up with excitement. "Really?!" 

"Yeah." Coach Dick said. 

"Oh my gawd..." Brittany exclaimed. "I just drank wine?! Is that...good or bad?" 

"I don't know..." Brooke said. "I really like it, but I think it got us into trouble last time." 

"Look, you don't have to drink it if you don't want to." Coach Dick said. "But it's all I've got." 

"How do we know you won't take advantage of us?" Brittany said, holding the bottle out and staring at it deductively. 

"I never took advantage of you." The coach said, putting his hands on his waist. "You girls came to me. How was I supposed to you know you had too much?" 

"I don't know..." Brooke said, looking at him suspiciously. 

"Listen, I already said you don't have to drink it. But if you girls are really worried then just watch how much you drink and you'll be fine." 

Brooke looked to Brittany and then back to Coach Dick and shrugged. She took the tip into her mouth and squeezed its contents out. When she had swallowed a good portion she held the bottle out and smiled. 

"It's good, much better than last time!" she said. 

"Mhm!" Brittany said as she took another sip. 

Coach Dick tried his best to remain relaxed as he sat down on a bench and began lifting a weight in his hand. His erection was causing him serious discomfort, and sitting down helped to soothe the pain. 

Meanwhile, Brooke joined her friend on the mat in the middle of the room and the two began to stretch; apparently no longer aware that their coach was watching them. Brooke planted her feet together and bent down; touching her toes as Coach Dick took in the sight of her gorgeous buns straining against the fabric of her cotton shorts. 

Next to her Brittany was twisting her torso from side to side; her massive chest challenging the material of her bra as it put forth its best effort to keep her big jugs from bouncing. 

As Coach Dick sat there watching the two busty teens he decided that his erection was becoming too much to bear. He stood up and approached Brittany; placing his hands on her midriff as she twisted to and fro. 

"Hey! Wha-" she exclaimed. 

"You're going to hurt yourself if you keep doing it like that," the coach said, the tip of his bulge pressing into one of her asscheeks softly. Even through the material of his shorts and hers he could feel how soft it was. "Try it more slowly, like this..." 

Brittany obeyed as the coach guided her movements. With his hands on her torso she slowed her rhythm down, and Coach Dick took the opportunity to wrap more of her up in his embrace as he pulled his forearms against her abdomen. As he pulled Brittany close his bulge collided with her ass and he pressed forward; causing his dick to press up against her rear on its underside as he nestled it between her cheeks. 

"Keep twisting..." he said. 

Brittany did as she was told, twisting her torso and turning back and forth slowly as Coach Dick began to hump her rear. He pressed into her slowly in accordance with her own pace of exercise, and he pulled his hands up higher on her body as well so that his fingers were resting on her ribcage. 

As the busty blonde focused on her exercising Coach Dick took the opportunity to pull his hands up higher, and before long they were resting on the under-band of her bra; her huge tits brushing the backs of his fingers as he nestled them underneath. 

"Mmm..." the coach moaned, closing his eyes as Brittany's boobs made contact with his hands. He hadn't even realized he was at full erection already as Brittany's butt constantly collided with his now throbbing cock. 

Now feeling greedy his right hand began to creep up the swell of her bra, and as his fingers caressed the front of her yellow bra he could feel Brittany's beautiful bounty of titflesh filling his fingers as it lightly jiggled. He moaned as he felt the weight of the heaving hooter in his palm, and then clamped his fingers down and began squeezing it as he humped her ass harder. 

"Huh!" Brittany yelped. 

Coach Dick had thought she'd be offended, but apparently she hadn't felt a thing. He now turned his attention to Brooke right next to them. She was still busily touching her toes with her fingertips; her luscious rear bulging through her tight gray shorts. 

With Brittany's gargantuan globe in his right hand he now reached down to Brooke's left cheek with his left hand. His fingers careened over the hem of her shorts and trailed down the swell of her cheek until he was able to grab a firm piece. He squeezed her tight bun and Brittany's full breast simultaneously, and the sensation he felt in his cock was incredible for him. 

"Oh, fuck!" he moaned as he felt a drop of precum escape the tip of his cock. He could feel Brittany's erect nipple protruding into his palm as he kneaded her giant orb. He took his index finger and his thumb and attempted to clamp them down over her titty-tip, but the busty blonde stepped forward as she finished working out her torso. 

"Uh! Wow. I really started to work up a sweat doing that." She said as she took another sip of her grape juice. 

"Geez Brit, you need to work out more." Brooke said as she stood up straight and took a sip from her own bottle. 

As the two girls took a short break Coach Dick was left with a painful erection, and what was worse was the fact that it was now leaking precum. He sat back down in an effort to compose himself as the girls separated and took to different machines. Brooke approached a leg-toning machine and Brittany an arm one. 

Coach Dick watched as Brooke took another long sip of her grape juice before setting the bottle down next to her bench. She daintily swung one of her long legs over the bench and straddled it; then began leaning down on her stomach carefully so as not to discomfort her unbelievably big boobs. Next she placed her heels between two padded bars and began raising the bars up and down. Coach Dick was mesmerized by how much her tits spilled out on to the bench, even in a sports bra; so much was he hypnotized by her that he didn't even notice there was no weight attached to her machine. 

"God, I think the wine is starting to mess with my head again!" she said. 

Taking that as a cue, the coach stood up and approached the busty teen in the midst of her 'weight-lifting'. 

"Brooke, you need to arch your back more." He said, standing next to her and placing his hands on the small of her flawless back. 

"Oh, sorry..." Brooke said, raising her neck and head up as she pressed her chest forward. "Like this?" 

"Yeah..." Coach Dick said, watching her buns tighten form the exercise. "But your feet are coming too close to your body. You don't want to hurt yourself." 

"Oh." Brooke said. "What should I do?" 

"I'll straddle your legs and act as a barrier, that way when you curl your legs the bar won't hit you at all. It'll hit me." 

"Okay...thanks, Coach. I guess." Brooke said. She realized that her speech seemed a little less than eloquent, but she was more than willing to accept her own mishap as a result of the drink she thought was wine. Coach Dick could tell that his grape juice swap was beginning to work its magic on the two busty girls. 

Brooke felt the coach swinging his leg over her, and a moment later she felt him looming directly behind her. She could feel something hitting her butt, something hard; but her loosened mind brushed it off until it started to dig into her. 

"Ouch! Hey!" she said, trying to turn her head without success. "What is that?" 

"Oh, it's just a loose bar." Coach Dick said as he firmly pressed his erection on her shorts between her asscheeks. "It'll offer more protection for your body if I'm not enough." 

"Oh, right! Thanks, Coach!" Brooke said, smiling as she felt comforted. 

"No problem." The coach replied as he leaned down and placed his hands on either side of the tremendous-titted teen on the bench. With his hands firmly planted he began to thrust his hips into him each time she curled her legs. 

He could feel her cheeks caressing his throbbing cock sensually, almost invitingly; and within no time he was thrusting into her faster and harder in an effort to penetrate her despite the two pairs of shorts between them. 

"Ahhhh...fuck!" the coach moaned as he humped her ass hard. "Fuck yeah, you're doing a great job Brooke!" 

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" the blonde teen moaned as her coach repeatedly dry-humped her. 

The coach's bulge was now sliding between her cheeks as he forcibly thrusted into her. On one thrust the tip of his bulge collided with one of her buns and he fucked into it for a few strokes before it nestled between her cheeks again. 

"Uh! Uh!" Brooke moaned as she felt the bar prodding the inside of one of your buns with its tip. 

"You feel that, Brooke? You feel the burn? You feel it working your buns?" the coach asked as he happily humped away at her. 

"Uh! Uh! Yes! Uh! Yes!" the busty teen replied. 

"Arch your back more, babe." The coach said as he took hold of Brooke's ponytail and tugged on it. 

"Uh! Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!" Brooke yelped as she felt her chest being lifted more and her back being arched as her coach fucked her ass. 

"Yeah, take it baby!" Coach Dick yelled as he his dick rammed her ass. "Take it, Brooke!" 

The busty blonde continued to yelp girlishly until Coach Dick could feel his cock was on the verge of exploding. He stopped almost immediately and pulled back away from the teen as he clumsily removed himself from the machine and off her busty butt. Not wanting to shoot his load yet he forced himself to shut his eyes and turn away in an effort to keep himself from climax. As he sat back down on a bench he began to lift more weight, but this time it was no ruse. He was doing it in the hopes of taking his mind off the erotic situation he had found himself in. 

"One...two...three...four..." He verbally counted. 

"Thanks, Coach." Brooke said as she stood up next to her machine and straightened out her shorts and bra. She began to drink more grape juice as she took yet another break. 

On the other side of the room Brittany was sitting down on a padded chair, her arms up against padded bars as she pushed the bars and brought her forearms together. Like Brooke she had no weight on the machine, and her mind was also beginning to fall victim to Coach Dick's placebo effect. 

As the coach finally calmed down he opened his eyes and was met with the sight of Brittany's jiggling jugs heaving as she worked out her arms. The big-breasted blonde was breathing heavy from the 'strenuous' activity she was putting her body through, and as a result her 34DDD chest was raising up and falling down with the gracefulness of an angel's rack. Coach Dick watched her big jugs bounce in slow motion for what seemed like forever, his cock throbbing each time she gave a girlish grunt, and finally decided it was time to be bold. His cock was ready to explode anytime now, and he wanted to make the most of it. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 27



"Alright, girls, you've had your workout." Coach Dick said, standing up and walking to the center of the room. "Now it's time for me to have mine." 

Both blondes stopped what they were doing and looked to the center of the room at their coach. 

"But we aren't finished working out, yet?" Brittany said, as she reached for her squeeze bottle and drank more juice. 

"Then consider this the second part of your workout." Coach Dick said, his eyes on Brooke as she stepped toward him on his left. "Because believe me, you girls are going to be working hard." 

"If it wasn't for this wine I wouldn't even be considering this." Brooke said as she pulled the tip of her bottle from her lips and stood in front of her coach. 

"Thank God for wine, then." the coach said as Brittany approached him on his right and stood next to her busty friend. 

"What do you want us to do?" Brittany asked. 

"Well, since we got distracted last time..." the coach said reaching out for Brooke's ass and giving her cheek a big squeeze. "I think a double-blowjob is in order." 

He gave the busty teen another good squeeze as he listened to groans of disapproval from them both. 

"God, I hate doing that. It's so disgusting! Can't you just fuck us instead?" Brooke suggested. 

"Oh, I will." The coach said as his hand reached up to Brooke's sports bra and gave one of her big tits a squeeze. "Don't you worry about that." 

"I'd say it's tied for disgusting!" Brittany exclaimed, clearly under the impression that she was drunk. 

Brooke shrugged, and then she and Brittany both took long swigs of their drinks. 

"Okay, then how about this..." Coach Dick said, his hand going to Brooke's other tit and squeezing it as he stared down at them. "Brittany, how about you get it started? Then, Brooke, you can join in later." 

"I guess." Brooke said, rubbing her forehead as though she weren't feeling well. She, too, apparently thought she was wasted. 

"Good..." Coach Dick said as he now reached up with both hands and took hold of both Brooke's giant hooters. "Cause I haven't had my fill of your 34DDD's yet..." 

Brooke rolled her eyes and tilted her head back as her coach's hands squeezed her bountiful boobs. She felt his fingers caressing them softly, and then was met with surprise when they hungrily grasped them and dug into her skin through her bra. 

Brittany let her hands trail down her coach's body as she slowly lowered herself to the floor. Instead of taking to her knees she remained poised on her feet; almost completely on her toes as she reached for Coach Dick's shorts and yanked them down by the hem. His fully erect cock immediately sprang out and she was met with the musty smell of sweat and cum as a small drop leaked out from the tip. She couldn't believe he was already this close, but nonetheless she took it in her hand at the base and gripped the shaft with her opposing hand. She began to stroke the organ up and down with both hands, and she felt the gooey drop of cum dissipate in her hands as she did so. 

Coach Dick moaned as he felt Brittany's womanly touch. His cock throbbed in her grasp, and he pressed his face firmly into Brooke's cleavage as he started to moan even more. Brooke felt his tongue lapping away at the tops of her breasts, and then she felt his entire face move to her left jug, the nearest one, and her nipple being warmed by his mouth. The horny coach clamped his lips down over her breasty bud and started to graze it with his teeth. This cause the big-boobed blonde to yelp and moan, and the coach gripped her other boob and started bouncing it in his face in response. 

"Uhhhh!" Brooke moaned as she could feel both of her big tits pressing into her coach's face as he hungrily buried it in her bra. Her nipples scraped against his cheeks and into his hair, and she could feel his hands on the sides of them keeping them firmly together. 

Below him Brittany was finished stroking his cock and was now holding it with one hand at the base. She maneuvered it so that it was still directly in front of her and then gently brought her mouth to the tip and licked it. 

Coach Dick felt a surge of electricity course through his body and he gave a small and quick jump. Neither girl seemed to notice, and Brittany continued his oral pleasure by parting her lips and letting the head of his cock enter her warm mouth. 

The lucky coach felt his cock throb in the teen's wet mouth as her tongue scraped along him. He felt more of his cock enter her mouth, and soon she had half of him sheathed in her vacuum-like suction. 

Brittany held his cock at the base tighter now, and began to bob up and down. Coach Dick could feel that suction power repeatedly, and fast. He moaned into Brooke's big breasts as Brittany sucked away on his throbbing member. 

"God, Brooke! I love your big fucking tits!" he moaned as he took one hand off her boobs and placed it on top of Brittany's bobbing head. "You busties are so fucking hot!!" 

Brooke took the coach by the back of his head and clutched him to her mouth-watering bosom. The coach moaned as he felt her rubbing his head and face with her giant jugs all over; not missing an inch as she buried him in her glorious bust. Below him Brittany was sucking him like a pro; her head bobbing up and down even faster now, and he could feel his cum beginning to boil and feared that this might be over too soon. 

"Fuck!" he yelled as he gripped his cock and pulled it out of Brittany's sucking mouth. 

The busty blonde babe below him was taken aback as she was left sucking in air. She coughed as the air tickled her throat unexpectedly, and stared up at her coach questioningly. 

Brooke stared at her coach as he took a step back. 

"Uhh...you busty babes were about to make me cum." He said, trying to stall as he caught his breath and rebuilt his stamina. "You girls should really be more careful, you don't want it to go off in your face or your hair. Do you?" 

"Ew. No." Brooke said as she crossed her arms. Brittany was still crouched down at his legs, and he had to take his eyes off her in order to keep from putting his loaded cock back into her amazing mouth. 

"Okay, Brooke. It's time you joined your breast friend." Coach Dick said, as he held his throbbing cock in his hand. 

"You mean my best friend?" Brooke asked, her arms still crossed over her titan-sized tits. 

"Yeah, that's what I meant." Coach Dick said, his eyes focused on her heaving hooters as she slowly unfurled her arms from her chest and crouched down next to Brittany. 

"That's what I like to see." Coach Dick said as the two teens were crouched next to each other shoulder to shoulder, staring up at him. "Two busty, big-breasted blondes just waiting and begging for me to shoot them in their pretty faces." 

"You're not shooting that thing in my face." Brooke said, matter-of-factly as she and Brittany glared at him sternly. 

"That's okay." Coach Dick said as he approached the two blondes and held his cock out in front of their faces. "I've got four big, meaty funbags to choose from. How about I shoot it all over your prized racks?" 

"You're not shooting it there, either." Brittany said, burning holes into his face with her eyes. 

"Well where do you two busty juggernauts want me to cum??" he asked, getting frustrated. 

"How about the floor?" Brooke said snidely, coaxing a giggle from her busty friend. 

"Sorry, babes..." Coach Dick said as he brought the tip of his cock to Brooke's lips. Brooke scrunched her face up in disgust and tilted her head back slightly. "That's not part of the deal..." 

Brooke was struck with shock as Coach Dick forcefully shoved his cock between her lips. Her eyes went wide as the musty taste overwhelmed her taste buds and nose. She felt his throbbing member slither into her tongue like a snake, and she instinctively began to lick it for a few moments before she realized what she was doing and swung her tongue away. 

Above her Coach Dick had his eyes shut tight and his head tilted toward the ceiling. Brooke's mouth was hardly ever willing, and just having his cock inside it was enough to drive him wild. He gently nudged his pelvis forward and another inch of his cock snuck its way in. He was immediately reminded of the time he had taken the busty blonde bombshell's virginity. 

"Oh God yes..." He moaned as he felt her mouth widen while his cock throbbed. "This feels so fucking good...suck it, Brooke!" 

He reached down to her head and took hold of her ponytail once more. He held it up above her blonde head gently and tugged back on it. Brooke took the cue and began to bob up and down his shaft as Brittany had done earlier. 

"Kuk...kug...kuh!" Brooke stuttered as her coach fucked her pretty mouth. She was taking half his cock in her throat, and already she could feel it tickling the back of it. She knew Brittany could easily take more, but she didn't want to let her know that. 

Coach Dicked moaned loudly as Brooke took hold of his cock from its base as Brittany had done and tried to shove as much of it in her throat as possible. She looked up at her coach with abnormally wide eyes in order to gauge his reaction, but the horny man was overcome with lust and had his eyes shut tight for fear of losing his load too soon. 

Brooke began to cough around his dick as saliva dripped out of her mouth and coated him. Her nose was almost touching his pelvis, but she knew she wasn't going to hold much longer. With a loud gargling sound her mouth slid up his length to the tip where her lips parted and his cock escaped. 

Coach Dick was breathing in and out hard as he looked down and saw Brooke gagging in recovery and his cock dripping wet in saliva. 

Without even thinking Brittany's hand shot up and took hold of his shiny, wet cock. Her hand stroked him with the speed of lightning, and then she leaned down into him and took it into her mouth just as fast. She began to suck on his cock as though she depended on it to live, and Coach Dick immediately felt his body perk up due to the force of her vacuum-like mouth. 

"Oh fuck!" he moaned as he involuntarily thrusted his hips forward. 

Brittany took every inch he offered her, and more. It wasn't long before three-quarters of his cock was sliding in and out of her wet mouth and she was attempting to deep throat him. Brooke watched as her friend leaned forward and took their coach's entire length down her willing throat. Brittany's nose touched the coach's pelvis, and she wiggled it against his skin as she stared up at him seductively. 

Coach Dick looked down and saw the busty blonde cocksucker deep-throating him, and he began to fuck her face harder. 

"Fuck yeah! Take it, Brit!" he yelled as the blonde teen struggled to keep up. For a moment his cock escaped her and he rammed it into her cheek, but she quickly adjusted on the next thrust and caught him back in her mouth. 

Coach Dick was becoming lost in lust as Brittany sucked him off. He reached down and yanked his cock form her mouth. He then leaned forward and started slapping it against the side of her cheek. 

"Huh!" Brittany yelped as she felt her coach's dick on her face. She lowered herself even further so that her face was directly underneath his throbbing erection, and Coach Dick eagerly started slapping her forehead with his cock. 

"Oh my God, yes!" Coach Dick moaned as Brittany allowed him to slap her. "Fuck this feels good, Brit! Take that cock you busty slut!" 

Brittany turned her head to the side and immediately felt his cock on her other cheek, beating down on it rapidly. She then tilted her head up and felt it on her nose, and then her lips. She stuck her tongue out and Coach Dick excitedly began slapping it. Next she lowered her face again and felt his hard cock slapping her right between the eyes. Coach Dick started to redirect his cock so that he was slapping her all over her beautiful blonde face. 

"Huh...! Huh...! Mmmmm..." Brittany moaned. 

Brooke was watching the raunchy scene take place in front of her. She couldn't believe Brittany was just taking their coach's cock in her face, but she also decided that she was much too drunk to care. Brittany was probably well passed gone as well; which was probably why she was allowing the activity to continue. 

When Coach Dick had finally had his fill of beating Brittany's face he brought his cock back to her lips and she began sucking on the tip like a lollipop. She didn't bob or throat him; instead she let him catch his breath as she licked his cockhead like she was an innocent child. 

"Fuck yeah! Suck it, baby!" Coach Dick exclaimed, yanking his cock to the side and feeling it push against her cheek before finally popping out. "Let's see you two busties do a little teamwork..." 

Brooke had had her eyes on her coach, but she now turned her gaze to his cock as she caught sight of Brittany's lips and tongue pursed against the bulbous cockhead. She leaned forward and pursed her own lips against it as well, and she and Brittany's lips touched as they trapped the tip of his cock between their full, young lips. 

"God, this feels amazing girls!!" the coach exclaimed as he felt both tongues lapping his cockhead. The girls swirled their tongues around like professionals and kept his cockhead throbbing in want and needing of release. "I can't believe this is finally happening!" 

The girls looked up at him as they kissed and sucked both sides of his cockhead, their mouths meeting at the tip. Coach Dick reached down and grabbed each of their blonde ponytails; he gently tugged on them and the girls slid their lips and faces down the length of his shaft in compliance. At the same time he pushed his dick forward between their lips, and the girls felt his pelvis bang against the side of their noses and cheeks. 

"Mmmm..." Brooke moaned as she purred around his cock. 

Brittany was busily flicking her tongue around his shaft where it met his ball sack. The coach watched as she slid her tongue from his sack all the way up his shaft to the tip and began sucking on him once more. Not wanting to be outdone Brooke clamped her lips down as much of his girth as she could and started to slide her lips up and down his length; stroking him with her full lips and tongue. 

"Uhhh...fuck that looks so hot!" the coach moaned in ecstasy. "That's it ladies, just like that...uh! That's my double-d duo..." 

Brittany stared up at her coach as she licked the tip of her cock inside her mouth. She pulled it out with a pop and waited until her coach stared down at her questioningly. 

"You mean triple-d, don't you?" she said, opening her mouth and letting his cock in without taking her eyes off him. 

"Yeah!" the coach exclaimed excitedly as he started to eagerly fuck Brittany's face. "Triple D's!" 

Brooke struggled to keep up with his pace as he fucked her best friend in the mouth. His shaft was sliding passed her lips like a blur and it was all she could do just to keep her lips and tongue pleasuring it. After a few more attempts at trying and failing she was relieved as Coach Dick pulled his cock out of Brittany's mouth and held it out in front of them again. 

"Damn, just look at those big-ass, meaty boobs!" he said as he shoved his cock into Brooke's mouth and let her suck on it for a second before yanking it back out again. "I've changed my mind. I've got a new job for your big, juicy melons girls." 

"Hm?" Brooke said as he pulled out. 

"Brooke, Brittany...there's something I've wanted to do ever since I first saw your giant hooters. Hold your tits up for me, girls." 

Brooke did as her coach wanted and crossed her arms underneath her chest, propping her massive rack up on her forearms. Coach Dick grinned as her giant jugs popped out and were made to look even bigger in her blue sports bra. 

Beside her Brittany was doing the exact same thing. Her huge funbags were resting on her forearms as well; jutting out in their yellow sports bra. 

Coach Dick stepped in front of Brooke and lowered himself so that his balls were resting on top of her cleavage. He could feel her skin on his, and it caused his cock to throb as he guided it to Brooke's mouth yet again. The busty blonde gave it one quick suck before popping it back out of her mouth. Her head stayed level and her eyes tilted down as she watched the coach take his cock in his hand and guide it even lower to her huge boobs. Her eyes stayed focused on his meaty stick as he brought it down over her left jug and began cockslapping it through her bra just as he had done Brittany's face. 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as she felt his rock hard pole on her big tit. 

Her eyes stayed glued to his veiny piece as he moved it across her chest to her right jug and began giving it the same treatment. A moment later the horny coach guided his cock between her breasts to her exposed cleavage and let it fall so that his tip was on top of her cleavage and his shaft was rubbing against her bra. 

Brooke shook her arms and her busty rack started to bounce up and down, causing the coach's cock to bounce with it. He eagerly started to thrust his cock up and down, trying to fuck the busty blonde's tits to no avail as his cock simply scraped across and on top of them. 

Brittany watched the entire scene while she held her own pair of giant jugs up with her arms. Coach Dick took his cock in hand once again and this time guided it to Brittany's mouth-watering rack. The girls were so close together that he didn't even need to step away from Brooke; he simply turned and lowered his body so that he was able to give Brittany's boobs the same treatment he gave Brooke's - the treatment they deserved. 

Brittany immediately bounced her big rack underneath the coach's cock, and the coach excitedly started to berate her big tits with the organ relentlessly. He alternated between both of her big melons before turning back to his right and pounding on Brooke's mind-boggling cleavage again. 

"God...yes, girls..." the coach exclaimed. "I can feel your enormous boobs...yeahhh...both beautiful sets of mammoth melons, ladies!" 

"Uh! Huh!" Brittany moaned as her coach slapped her right jug with his cock. 

"Fuck yeah! Take it, Brooke!" Coach Dick yelled as he slammed his cock down on Brooke's cleavage and started humping her before turning back to Brittany and giving her cleavage the same humping treatment. "Take it, Brit!" 

"Uh!" Brittany moaned. 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned. 

The girls were now leaning back as Coach Dick had practically posted up over them. His goal was to quickly tap Brooke's right melon with his cock and then tap Brittany's left melon without losing any momentum, and he had finally achieved it. Brooke and Brittany had had to compensate by shuffling closer to each other on their knees so that now the aforementioned boobs were now touching. 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as her coach dickslapped her big tit. 

"Uh!" Brittany moaned as he dickslapped hers. 

The girls felt his balls occasionally touching their other tits, but their focus was on his cock and his looming form above them. They felt him reach down to their backs and hold on to them for support as he began to slide his cock over the top of their touching breasts. Each girl could feel his cock on her bra as it slid across Brooke's right right tit and Brittany's left. 

Brooke felt the coach's hand applying pressure to her back, and across from her Brittany felt the same thing. The girls turned to each other and shuffled closer together on their knees as Coach Dick continued to slide his cock against their touching tits. At the last second the coach hunkered down a bit lower, and as the two blonde teens shuffled into each other their huge racks collided nipple on nipple; trapping their coach's shaft between their bras. 

Coach Dick's heart raced, and he hollered to express his satisfaction. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 27



"FUCK YEAH!!" he yelled, as he felt the material of the girls' sports bras scraping against his shaft; the head of his cock slick with saliva as it protruded from above their padded flesh-pillows. "My cock's buried between all FOUR of your BUSTY TITS! Bounce your giant racks up and down for me, babes!" 

Brooke still had her arms hoisting up her having rack. Brittany was across from her in the same position. The pair had been taken by complete surprise, and the motion had happened so fast that neither girl had time to react just yet. 

Brittany caught Brooke's gaze across from her. She could feel the material of Brooke's blue sports bra on her own yellow one, and she also felt one of Brooke's hardened nipples poking into one of her areolas. On the other side of her chest she could feel her friend's other nipple smashed against her own; their two titty-tips were practically mauling each other through their sports bras. 

Brooked looked back at her friend, and then up to the idiotic look on their coach's face as he stared down at the wonderful sight of his cock surrounded by four bra-clad tits. His mouth was agape and there was some drool leaking from the side. Brooke turned back to Brittany and shrugged, causing their giant racks to bounce simultaneously and jerk their coach's throbbing cock. 

"Well, since wine makes us forget things I guess I don't see any reason why not." She said, throwing Brittany a mischievous look. 

"Yeah!" Brittany said, perking up as she talked to her friend. "It's a good thing we drank a lot 'cause I don't wanna remember any of this!" 

"C'mon." Brooke said as she straightened up on her knees, fixing her posture as she smiled mischievously at her busty blonde friend in front of her. "Let's bounce our breasts like basketballs." 

Coach Dick whimpered as words failed him. Brooke heard him verbally weaken and looked up at him seductively as she and Brittany repositioned themselves and pushed their chests up against him tighter. 

"Big, meaty, bouncy...basketballs..." She said, her eyes unblinking as she stared up at him with big eyes. 

The horny coach whimpered once more. He felt his knees weaken and he had to catch himself in order to straighten his legs out. As he did so he felt the girls' tit-grip on his shaft grow tighter and he slowly pushed his pelvis up and forward so that his cock was sliding between their bras. Both girls now had their hands on the sides of their giant hooters and were firmly pressing them together around his aching pole. 

"Fuck yeah...I can already tell this is going to be epic!" Coach Dick moaned as he readied himself and his cock for the tit-trip of a lifetime. He felt as if he was on the cusp of greatness and was about to enter the realm of legend. "I've wanted this to happen ever since I first laid on eyes on your giant jugs, girls!" 

The two blonde teens below him complied and began raising and lowering their chests; maneuvering their big, luscious melons up and down his cock and rubbing his shaft and head with their sports bras. The material of their bras was keeping his cock from making any actual contact with them, but he found the situation just as erotic; and despite their obstacles of clothing he could feel the swell of the duo's four big, full breasts pressing into his erection and cradling it - nuzzling it in a very nurturing way. Being in his home gym away from everything and everyone he felt incredibly secure, and it was finally time for Brooke and Brittany to take care of him. 

Their blonde ponytails started to bounce with them as their open cleavages came dangerously close to the head of his cock with every upstroke, and Coach Dick wanted so bad to feel his cock in their cleavages as he stared down at them framing his cock from either side. 

"That's it, babes! Let me fuck them! Let me fuck all of those big, juicy 34DDD's!" he said as he puffed his chest out to exert his masculinity. "Jerk my cock with your giant gazongas, ladies!" 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned, her hands planted on her giant gazongas as she threw her head back and closed her eyes in ecstasy. She could feel Brittany's busty melons pressing into her hard; and a surge of cold shivers coursed through her as she felt her erect nipples tweak her own. 

Between them Coach Dick's raging erection was pulsing and throbbing into their chests hard creating a dick-shaped indention in their bras as their big breasts pushed back against it. His shaft could barely be seen as it was completely surrounded by their ripe, young boobmeat; and the tip of his cock glistened in the bright lights of his gym as its mushroom-like head and one quarter of his shaft repeatedly sunk into the teens' soft, pillowy mountains of flesh as it continuously tried to lose itself in their busty cleavages. 

Brittany flung her head around in one motion in an effort to rid her face of some loose strands of hair. Her ponytail bounced playfully; paralleling the serious bouncing her huge jugs were doing in her hands atop her chest. Even though she and Brooke were both wearing bras their giant breasts had still managed to create a somewhat-playful and visually inviting dual-cleavage. She was certain that if their bras hadn't been there their four boobs would have wrapped around their coach's cock in a perfect fit and he would be exploding in no time. Thankfully their sports bras shielded their fruits of Breastford from him and his disgusting cock admirably, and she mentally thanked her bra for all the work and support and loyalty it gave to her. 

"Oh, God...fuck!" the coach moaned as his cock throbbed against the babes' 34DDD boulder holders. He could feel the material of their bras throughout the majority of his hands - rough and rigid compared to the soft suppleness of their bare skin in his fingertips. The material was stretched insanely due to the massive size of the tits it was trying to support, and his fingers fumbled around on it momentarily looking for a clasp before he remembered that neither bra had one. Temporarily disappointed he pressed his palms against the girls hard and held them tight as he started to thrust his pelvis again - this time faster and with more power. "Uhhh! Fuuuuck! Use those massive racks, girls! Uhhhhhh...ahhhhh! I'm gonna bang those boobs hard, you big-boobed sluts!" 

"Huh...Huh...Huh!" Brittany huffed as she and Brooke arched their backs and offered as much of their big tits to their coach as possible. Their bra occupants squished into each other and ballooned out ridiculously, and Brittany could feel a masculine presence and testerone-fueled strength coursing through their coach's raging hard-on like some sort of energy. His cock was a monster, and she could feel every bit of that monstrous energy pumping through its veiny exterior on her tits - her bra did not shield her from that. 

"Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Brooke moaned as she felt her coach's cock throbbing against her big melons as they bulged against Brittany's massive funbags. Coach Dick had become an animal and was now fucking their tits like a man possessed. She could feel every inch of his rager pushing against her chest each time it throbbed. It was hard like a steel pole, but had much more detail. She felt as though her tits were being molested by a lumpy, frozen banana. 

"Goddamn! Those four big tits feel great BULGING around my COCK!" the coach bellowed spontaneously as his cock gave a particularly hard throb between the teens' bras. "You two breasty bitches are real juggernauts...with big-ass meaty tits! I can't believe I'm actually getting a double-boobjob from you two huge-hootered whores!" 

"It's whatever." Brittany said, her head tilted back and her back arched as she looked up at the ceiling with her tits pressed against Brooke's. "We're not really giving you a boobjob, you know. You're just fucking our bras. And besides...thanks to the wine we're not gonna remember this anyway." 

"Damn right you won't, so you two big-boob sluts won't mind if I kick this into overdrive!" Coach Dick said as he started to pump his cock through their breasty confines faster. He was pulling his cock down out of their pillowy chests until his head was lined up with the bottoms of their tits and leaving it there as if cocking it like a gun, and then forcefully penetrating their mashed racks by thrusting his cock up quickly and making the head explode through the tops of their tits. "Uh! Fuck yeah! Uhhh! Take it, Brooke! Take it, Brit! Uhhh!" 

"Uh! Uh! UH! UH! UH!" Brooke moaned as his cock slid between her and Brittany hard and fast. The force of his thrusting was causing their racks to bounce up and down with every thrust alongside their coach, and their huge boobs were jiggling inside their bras as their melons heaved against their coach's cock...stimulating it further. 

"Huh...Huh! Huh! HUH!" Brittany breathed. She and Brooke were both blissfully unaware of the fact that the coach had started to leak precum as they were both trying hard not to look at his cock despite it thrusting between their tits simultaneously. White ooze dripped from the tip and drizzled down the sides of his shaft until it nestled into the material of the girls' blue and yellow sports bras. Coach Dick noticed this and angled his cock so that the tip of it collided with one of the girls' big breasts on the next upstroke. He didn't know whose giant jug he had just prodded, but the big orb felt soft and inviting as his cockhead had collided with it. On the next upstroke his cock was free of any white evidence, but it glistened under the light of his gym with shiny luster. 

The horny coach was on the verge of climax as he thrusted his cock between Brooke's and Brittany's mega-sized racks and fucked their giant funbags. He took his hands off their backs momentarily and placed them on the tops of their breasts across the bare, unclothed portion of their cleavages. He didn't say a word as he continued to fuck their globes with his hands on their tits; he simply basked in the sensation of feeling them bulge into his fingertips, their large orbs brimming with femininity and warmth - the same femininity and warmth his cock was currently buried in. 

"Oh fuck!" he moaned, giving one of Brittany big hooters a light squeeze before placing his hands on their backs once more in an effort to stay balanced and composed. "Fuck yeah! Take it, babes! Take it babes! Take it BOOBS!!" 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as she and Brittany finally brought their heads back down and shared looks. Her bra felt a little wet, but she looked across at Brittany and saw that the part of her bra that was touching their coach's meat stick was damp with sweat. She hadn't realized she had been sweating as well. 

"HUH! HUH! HUH!" Brittany moaned. 

"Uh! Uh! UH! Fuck!" Brooke moaned. 

Coach Dick felt his cum boiling as he listened to their girlish outbursts, and he knew he could no longer hold out for more. He held on to their backs tight as he kept his head over the top slopes of their tits. He began to fuck their tits lighter with less power and more speed; stimulating his shaft with their large melons. Soon he felt the cum rushing from his balls to the tip of his cock as the stimulation overcame him. 

"FUUUUUUUCK!! SHOOTING!!" the coach bellowed as a long stream of jizz shot out from the tip of his cock and was flung in the air above both Brooke and Brittany. The hot liquid reached the peak of its airtime and rained down over Brooke's blonde head. It splattered at the top of her hairline where her hair met her forehead and continued down over it; some of it cascading over a portion of her eye. The stream continued its path over her nose, mouth, and chin as it rained over her; lining her blonde face with sperm. 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as the hot fluid coated her face. The musty smell of man immediately filled her nostrils, and because her lips had been parted there was now a salty taste in her mouth. She barely had time to scrunch her face up in disgust as she was rained on. "Uuuuuhhhhhh!" 

Coach Dick bucked his hips toward Brooke and angled his cock to his left from between the two babes' busty dual-cleavage. A second stream flew from his cock and hit Brittany square on the nose. 

"Huh! Huh! Huuuuuuuuuh!" Brittany moaned as cum splattered over her nose and spread to the entire middle portion of her face. She could taste it as it drizzled down over her lips, and like Brooke the smell was filling her senses. She turned her head and was about to bring her hand to her face to wipe off his cum when a quick third shot was fired and hit her directly on the cheek, glazing the side of her face with man-glue. 

"Fuuuuuuuuck Yeahhhhhhh!!" the coach yelled as his next few shots flew right at Brittany's naval and glazed the top of her chestplate. It drizzled down and spread over the tops of her breasts and bare cleavage. "Shooting all over you big-boobed babes! Uhhhhahhh! Take it all you busty sluts!" 

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as Coach Dick redirected his tip and painted the top slope of her tits with his cum, forcing her upper body to jump back. Another shot flew from his dick unexpectedly powerful and hit her on the neck where it seeped over her naval. 

Both girls now had their heads thrown back and to the side in an effort to get away from their coach's firing shots as he stroked his spurting cock between their tits and continued his orgasm-onslaught. His next cumburst was a weak one and only manage to glaze the top of Brooke's far melon, but the stimulation he was getting by continuing to rub his cock between their bras was fueling a second wave. This next shot would probably be his last, but he could tell it was going to be big. 

"Yuuuuck! You jerk!" Brittany moaned as she and Brooke brought their hands to their faces, leaving their tits to heave against each other as their sole means of support as Coach Dick had them pinned together around his dick. His dick was only firing small spurts now, but the eager coach was rapidly pumping his shaft between their tits still. He was huffing and breathing hard as he did so. "We said not on our tits or faces!" 

"Here comes more, ladies...here comes more! Here it cums! This is it! I'm gonna paint you busties right here in my gym!" 

Brooke opened her mouth to speak but stopped short as the coach released an outburst and his cock began firing as much cum as it had at the start of his climax. 

"Blasting it off!! Take it all BREASTFORD BABES!!" he yelled. 

The two busty blonde teens stared at each other in horror as their coach's cock seemed to explode in slow motion. Both their looks got interrupted as a huge spray of jizz obstructed their view of each other and their eyes look upward; following the cumblast in front of them as it reached the peak of its height. The massive load dangled in mid-air for what seemed like eternity before finally starting its freefall. The girls followed it with their eyes as it fell back down until it was in front of them once more. The load made a very audible splattering sound as it rained down between them and collided with their boobs and bras. Each girl watched the other turn her head as the blast splattered across their chest, and small drops landed on their necks and chins. 

"Uh!" Brooke yelped as she had her eyes shut tight and her head turned. She felt as though her rack had just been through a rainstorm, and she feared looking at the mess that was probably on top of it. 

Brittany also moaned as she felt a drop or two hit her earlobe, but she turned to Brooke and her coach's cock between them anyway; though she still had her eyes closed. 

"Take it, ladies, take it!" the coach yelled as the last of his cum oozed out the tip of his cock while he continued to thrust it between their heaving melons. "Shooting all over your big, slutty tits fuck yeah!" 

Brooke turned her head back to the action and opened her eyes. She looked down and saw the head of their coach's cock snugged tightly between hers and Brittany's giant boulders still, but there was white ooze dripping from its slit as it throbbed between them; red and aching. Brittany had globs of white spread all across her naval and collarbone, but the majority of it was confined to the open part of her top where a small portion of her cleavage was exposed. Her bra looked as though it had gone through some sort of washing; it was damp and dark in color almost everywhere, but significantly more so in the middle where the cups met and the clasp would have been. 

Brooke then looked down and gasped when she saw that her own body had been treated to something nearly identical. She had jizz dripping from her chin and landing on her jugs. Her exposed cleavage had taken some serious hits, and she was even more soaked in that area than Brittany. The middle of her bra shined with a damp blue luster, and though her bra was a baby blue one it looked considerably darker in some areas now. 

And she still had a line of cum stretched across her face. She reached up and wiped some across her eyebrows so she could see better, and when she looked down to survey the damage even more she wished she hadn't. 

"God, this is disgusting..." she said as she rubbed her forehead and brows. 

"Oh fuck...uhhhh...ahhh. Sorry ladies, guess your huge-ass tits are no longer virgins thanks to my cock." The spent coach said, his body going limp as his cock went flaccid between the two pairs of enormous melons below him. He was breathing heavy as he spoke; his chest heaving from the strenuous double-titfuck he had just endured at the hands (and breasts) of the busty duo. "I gotta say...it really felt awesome taking your busty virginities from your 34DDDs!" 

"You asshole!" Brittany said as she wiped some of his cum from her cheek before trying to wipe some off her damp bra and cleavage. "I can't believe all this came out of that." 

Coach Dick watched as she motioned to his cock, spent and sore between the two blondes' heaving racks. 

"I can't believe you giant-jugged sluts let me fuck your mega-sized racks...at the same time!" the coach said as he pulled his cock out and stroked it until it grew a little bit harder. "I've never gotten a double-titfuck from two teen juggernauts like you two before...the boys back home are never gonna believe it! You big-tit babes just made me a legend with those mammoth funbags of yours!" 

Brooke looked down at her and Brittany's tits below her. There was in indention at the middle of both their sports bras where their coach's cock had been, and there were lines of semen drizzled across their centers. She pulled back - finally separating her chest from Brittany's - and began straightening her bra; trying to shift her big, globular orbs into it more comfortably as Brittany did the same across from her. Coach Dick watched the two teens adjust their breasts in horny anticipation as he stroked his cock right in front of them. 

"You know, you didn't really take our boobs' virginities." Brooke said. "Coach Bl-err...I mean...Coach Dick, we have bras on. You never even really fucked them." 

Coach Dick could see her nipples still jutting through the inside of her bra. He stepped forward until he was looming over her and dropped his cock to her right bra cup where he began to rub his cockhead over it. 

"That's not what I'll tell the boys!" he said as he prodded Brooke's aroused nip with his cockhead. Her nipple penetrated his cockslit and he began to thrust forward into her boob. He could feel the soft, pillowy cushion of her busty titflesh almost surrounding his entire mushroom as he fucked her big tit. He then brought his cock over to Brittany's left breast and began pushing his cock into hers as well; her hard nipple rubbing over his shaft as he did so. When he was done he held his cock out over her beautiful chest and shook it so the last straggling drops of his semen flung out on to her bra cups and half-exposed cleavage. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 28



Click. Click. Click.

Coach Blue opened his eyes and immediately found that he was salivating. He reached to his mouth with the back of his hand and realized that the clicking sound was coming from his watch; he had had his hand right in front of his face and was lying down face-first on the couch in his office. 

As he sat up and wiped the excess drool from his chin he began to remember why he was unconscious in the first place, and his cock immediately hardened as images of Nina Knockers' giant, bra-encased breasts filled his mind. He could still see the swell of her gorgeous globes as they stretched the material of her plain black bra. Her bra was no more vibrant than any of the other garments she wore, yet she somehow managed to entice him with anything she had on. 

Making note of the fact that he had an erection, he brought his wrist back to his face and idly checked the time. As he did so something registered in his brain and he remembered that he had an appointment with Evelyn Evers, the school principal. He jumped up almost immediately and stepped toward the door when he suddenly remembered that he had been dripping in cum when Nina had unleashed her bulging boulders upon him. He looked down, however, and saw that he was completely dry; and wearing a different set of clothes. His old clothes was curled up in a crude pile on the far side of the couch he had collapsed on, and he was now wearing the school-issued getup all members of the athletic program had in their wardrobe – a pair of blue training shorts and gray practice shirt. He also had no underwear on.

Terror struck him as he realized that Nina must have changed his clothes for him, as if he were a mere child. The embarrassment was almost too much to handle, and he didn't know how he could face the busty brunette teen knowing that she had seen him and his spent cock in their worst possible states. Whatever Nina's agenda was he felt certain that she no longer wanted him to be a part of it, and as Nina's final words to him echoed in his head he decided to honor her instruction. Knowing that he would probably be late he opened the door and began the trek to Evelyn's office; Nina's goddess-like beauty looming over every inch of his brain.

* * * * * * * *

The sun had set and Paula Swanson was switching on lights as she made her way to the front door. She heard another knock coming from the other end and when she finally yanked it open she saw Nina Knockers standing on the other side.

"Nina!" she said, staring at the young bombshell inquisitively. "So pleasant to see you, dear."

"Hi Miss Swanson." Nina said, as sweetly as she could. "Is Gretchen home?"

"Of course!" Paula exclaimed. She then leaned back and called out so that her voice echoed throughout the house. "GRETCHEN! NINA'S HERE!"

She and Nina stood at the doorway awkwardly for a moment before Paula broke the silence.

"Did you want to come inside? You'd be much more comfortable in Gretchen's room, I think."

"No thank you." Nina said. "I can't stay; my mother thinks I'm at the gym practicing."

Paula threw the young bra-buster a very annoyed look that told her she didn't like being put into this type of position.

"You have thirty minutes, missy, and then I'm calling your mom." She said.

Nina nodded in response.

"This won't take that long." She said.

A moment later Gretchen stepped behind her mother, and Paula stepped aside to allow her out. 

"Okay, you two, don't cause any mischief..." she warned.

"We won't, mom." Gretchen said, obediently.

Paula eyed the two of them ominously as she closed the door.

"Hey." Nina said, as she looked her friend up and down.

"Hey..." Gretchen said, tilting her head down and grabbing both her arms. She was huddling herself together as tight as she could, as if she thought she could squeeze tight enough and hide herself from Nina's view.

"We need to talk." Nina said.

* * * * * * * *

"Oh my gawd!" Brittany exclaimed, as if the three words she had just said were all one single word. "What just happened?!"

She and her best friend Brooke had just witnessed their coach Daniel Dick collapsing right in front of them. The two blonde teens had blots of cum on their faces and giant breasts; although the latter had been shielded by their sports bras which had taken the brunt of their coach's double-cumblast.

"I think..." Brooke said, a little shocked as she looked down at their coach sprawled out on the floor. "I think...we won!"

"We did?" Brittany said, turning to her friend. Their coach's cum was no longer hot, and instead it was causing them to shiver as it dried and cooled their bodies. "We haven't won against him! Have we?"

"Nope." Brooke said. "And we did it without having to take off our bras, too."

"That's right!" Brittany said, excitedly. "Awesome!"

"No, not awesome!" Brooke said, stomping her foot down in frustration. "He shouldn't have even lasted this long - no man should!"

"You're right." Brittany said, becoming lost in thought. "But Coach Blue and Coach Dick are different. Ever since they came to town...they've been...winning."

"I don't think Coach Dick is going to be winning anymore." Brooke stated solemnly.

"Good!" Brittany said, clapping her hands together. "That's a good thing. Right?"

"I don't know." Brooke said, gesturing to the cum all over their faces and bras. "This is a lot."

"Yeah," Brittany said. "But he did it twice, remember?"

"How could I forget?" Brooke said, sarcastically. "But he said himself that it couldn't be helped. So I think he's just gonna keep doing this until he dies like the rest of them."

"You really think Coach Dick would do that?" Brittany asked, seriousness in her voice. "I mean, I could see it from Coach Blue, but..."

"Actually I can't see Coach Blue doing that anymore." Brooke said.

"What?!" Brittany asked, surprised.

"Yeah. I think that somehow...Coach Blue and Coach Dick have swapped places."

"What do you mean?" Brittany asked. "What are you talking about?"

"Coach Blue apologized to us. I mean, he barely even noticed us, remember?"

"Yeah..." Brittany answered, thinking back to when they had run into him back at school.

"And Coach Dick just passed out...the way Coach Blue used to!" Brooke said.

"Oh wow!" Brittany exclaimed. "Yeah, you're right! So...what do we do?"

"I don't know..." Brooke said, rubbing her head as she thought hard.

"I think we should stick with Coach Dick." Brittany said.

"Yeah?" Brooke inquired.

"Yeah." Brittany answered. "He's got the committee on his side, so we need to make him last as long as possible. We can string him along the way we've been doing, but deny him all of this."

Brooke watched as Brittany gestured to their cum-stained faces.

"You've got a point." She said. "Even with our deal in place he won't be able to go back on it...because if this keeps up he'll be finished before things even start to get steamy."

"I don't know..." Brittany said. "I'd like to think that...but honestly, Brooke, how much about this stuff do we really know?"

"I know what you mean." Brooke acknowledged. "I wish we knew as much about it as Gretchen."

Brittany's eyes lit up, and a second later Brooke caught her gaze and knew exactly what she was thinking.

"No." Brooke said. "Brittany, no!"

"C'monnnn!" Brittany whined. "You know she can help us!"

"Brit, no!" Brooke responded. "You already know what I said to her last time. I'm not gonna approach her now."

"Brooke, you know we don't have any other choice!"

"Errrrrrrrr!" Brooke groaned. "Fine! We'll talk to her tomorrow, are you happy?"

Brittany nodded and smiled at her friend.

"Good. Now let's go wash up and find something to wear out of here." Brooke said.

"We should use his shower!" Brittany suggested.

"No, what if he wakes up? I don't wanna be in a shower anywhere near him. Let's just use his sink, and find some of his practice shirts."

"Okay." Brittany answered. 

The girls cleaned up and dressed quickly, for fear of being caught in their coach's house when he woke up, and in only ten minutes they were walking out his front door dressed in oversized gray practice shirts and their gray cotton shorts. Although the shirts were sized for their coach their huge melons bulged into their sports bras and stretched the cotton material of their shirts obscenely so that their midriffs were barely covered and their giant jugs stood proud over it. The shirts looked incredibly tight for being oversized.

It had been unusually cold in Breastford, and as the girls stepped outside they were immediately met with a rush of cold wind. They held their arms together and shivered as they walked to the sidewalk and crossed the street. They began cutting across yards in an effort to reach their respective homes, and as they did so the cold wind dried their damp sports bras completely. By the time they made it to Brooke's there was absolutely no evidence of the activities they had just taken place in.

As the two blonde teens approached they saw two figures standing in front of Paula Swanson's car, talking. They squinted and saw that it was Gretchen and Nina.

"Oh, no!" Brooke said. 

"Look, Brooke, there's Gretchen. We can talk to her right now!" Brittany offered.

"No way!" Brooke said. "She's with Nina. What if they figure out what we've been doing?"

"It's too late, Nina's already calling us over!" Brittany said.

Brooke looked across the street and, sure enough, Nina was waving the two of them over. The busty blonde gave a frustrated grunt and began walking with her friend across the street. The wind was blowing their hair around, but it wasn't making sound as they clearly heard Nina and Gretchen talking as they approached.

"Hey, guys what are you two doing out right now?" Nina asked, somewhat cheery.

"Oh we were just...working out." Brittany said.

Nina looked at them and raised an eyebrow.

"That's funny, I was just at the gym and I didn't see you two there." She said, glaring at the two blondes across from her and Gretchen.

"Oh..." Brooke said, looking at Brittany for a rebuttal in failure. "What she meant was...we were just out for a jog."

"I see." Nina said. "What's with the shirts?"

She gestured to the two oversized practice shirts they were wearing.

"Oh, you know..." Brittany said. "It's pretty cold tonight, so we just thought we'd bundle up a little."

"Okay." Nina said.

Brooke looked to Gretchen, but the brunette wasn't looking at her as she had her head turned and was staring off into space angrily. 

"Um...hey Gretchen." Brooke said.

Once again, Gretchen didn't say a word. This time it was Nina who spoke up.

"Gretch, you and I just cleared things up. Why don't you and Brooke bury the hatchet? Huh? Pleeeeeease?"

Gretchen rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest as she turned her head and faced Brooke. She looked at her with very annoyed eyes and opened her mouth to speak.

"Yeah?" she said, clearly bothered by having to speak to the busty blonde.

Brooke had the urge to tell her off, but suppressed it as best she could.

"Look, I...I'm sorry for what I said, or whatever. I shouldn't have said it."

"Then why did you?" Gretchen asked, still glaring at her with annoyance.

Brooke was beginning to grow frustrated, but as she felt rage rear its ugly head she suddenly remembered Coach Blue and how he had owned up to his faults in front of them; and she felt her rage dissipate into comfort.

"I guess...I just..." she started, "You just know so much about...you know, sex and stuff. And, I don't know, I guess I was just a little jealous or whatever."

Brooke stared at the brunette boldly. She still had that mean look on her face, but after a few moments she shut her eyes and a smile escaped her lips as she gave a small almost inaudible giggle. 

"Apology accepted." She said. "And I'm sorry if I said anything that hurt you too, Brooke."

"Really?" Brooke said, feeling genuinely comforted. "Great! Thanks!"

"Awwww....you guys..." Brittany said, her lip quivering as she began to grow emotional.

"But listen..." Gretchen said as she brushed some brown locks away from her face. "You don't have to be jealous of me. I know I've been secretive in the past about what I know, but from now on I'll be an open book, okay?"

"Really?" Brooke said. "Nina, did you hear that?"

"Yeah..." Nina said. "We actually just got done talking about it. You know...with everything going on I just thought that I should do something. Things have been...weird...lately."

"Yeah, I agree!" Brittany said, looking to Nina before turning to Gretchen. "But...now that you're an open book and all, there is one thing I've been curious about..."

Gretchen looked to Nina, and the busty brunette shook her head.

"No, it's fine." Nina said, addressing the whole group now. "This is good. It'll be just like the old days!"

The girls all smiled at each other and giggled. 

"Well...okay!" Gretchen said. "What do you want to know, Brit?"

"Okay like, you know when a guy is doing that...shooting thing? You know, with his, umm...his..."

"Yes, I do..." Gretchen said, cutting her off. "What about it?'

"Okay so like...what's the fastest way to get him to do that?" Brittany asked.

"Oh wow...I guess we've never really talked about that, huh?" Gretchen said, looking almost serious now. "I don't really know. I once made a guy cum using just my mouth, though." 

"I once did it by walking down the street." Nina said.

The girls all turned to Nina and glared at her with wide eyes.

"What?" Nina asked, casually.

"Um...nothing." Brittany said. "So um...is that like, the fastest way? Or is there something faster?"

"Well unless you're Nina..." Gretchen said, rolling her eyes as she addressed the two girls. "I guess you just have to figure that out on your own. I mean, it's kind of different for each guy."

"Okay, so you just figure out what the guy likes. Right?" Brittany asked.

"Yeah. I guess so." Gretchen said.

"What if a guy really liked boobs?" Brooke asked, her tone serious now as well.

"Well..." Gretchen said. "I guess most guys that like boobs like 'em big. So like...I probably wouldn't be able to make him shoot because I don't have very big ones."

"Why so curious all of a sudden?" Nina said. "You guys...we've all seen men have accidents before. They've had accidents in front of you two, probably because they were staring like perverts."

"Yeah, but...Brit and I were just wondering like, what someone does whenever showing their boobs doesn't really get it done." Brooke said, fearing that she might have to backtrack. "Not that we have to worry about that or anything..."

"Yeah." Brittany said, trying to mend Nina's suspicion. "We're just curious. But I guess we won't have to worry about that for a long time, huh?"

Nina shook her head, but then Gretchen spoke.

"Hey, why don't we all hang out sometime?" she said. "It's been a while since we've done that."

"That's a great idea, Gretch." Nina said. "Let's do it tomorrow!"

"What do you guys say?" Gretchen said.

"Sure!" Brooke and Brittany said in unison.

"Great! We can all hang out at the store!" Gretchen replied, coaxing smiles from every girl in the bunch.

"That all sounds great!" Brooke said. "We'll give you guys a call."

Nina was about to speak, but Paula Swanson opened her front door and shouted over her voice. 

"Gretchen, time to come in dear! And you girls had better get going home, as well!"

"Coming mom!" Gretchen said.

"Yeah, we're leaving right now, Miss Swanson!" Brittany hollered.

Paula watched as the four girls said goodbye. Soon after Brooke, Brittany, and Nina walked off in different directions as Gretchen made her way back to the front door. Gretchen walked inside and Paula closed the door on the cold night; leaving the chilly wind to howl all by its lonesome.

* * * * * * * *

"You're late." Evelyn said, glaring at Coach Blue over her glasses as she opened the door to her office.

"Sorry..." the coach said, walking into her well-lit workspace. 

As he stepped inside he saw that her office was smaller than his. There was no place to sit other than in one of two cushioned chairs in front of her desk, one of which was facing him as soon as he walked in, and there was a large window directly behind her own chair with blinds and curtains drawn.

"Have a seat, Steven..." Evelyn said, gesturing to the chair facing him.

The nervous coach did as his boss was instructing him, and sat down in the chair as Evelyn closed the door to her office. 

Like his own office door Evelyn's had a very similar translucent window pane attached to it. And Coach Blue couldn't help but notice the gleam coming from the dark rimmed glasses she wore, and her shapely rear jutting out at him in her beige skirt. As the busty principal turned around the coach felt his eyes light up as he stared at her top-heavy figure. She wore a pink-button up blouse that looked silky to the touch and shined with a luster that drew attention to her chest. Only three of the buttons were actually fastened from the hem of her shirt; the third of which rested uncomfortably atop the peak of her jutting chest. Coach Blue thought that if her blouse was even just a tiny bit smaller her button would not be able to fasten, or it would simply snap clean off.

Around her waist and skirt was a rather large black belt with a thin buckle. The accessory managed to give the illusion that her already slim figure was even slimmer than it actually was. As she stood in front of the coach with her hands on the door behind her he jokingly thought to himself that she looked like a pair of tits and ass with absolutely no waist, and that the belt she wore was only there to let you know that she, in fact, did have a waist. 

Evelyn Evers stepped forward slowly, as though exercising caution, until she was just half a step away from the seated coach below her. Their legs were practically touching as Coach Blue stared up at her. He noticed a black bra through the material of her blouse that he hadn't noticed before, and as he peered into her cleavage he saw the outlines of her cups as well as the straps of her bra hugging her skin tightly. The coach had to adjust himself in his seat to accommodate his growing erection...the fact that Evelyn had lost a few buttons and allowed him to see the sight she was offering was beginning to seep into his skull.

"Evelyn..." the coach said. "I-"

"Shut, up, Steven." Evelyn said, placing her hands on his shoulders as she leaned down. Coach Blue was instantly met with a down-view of her blouse, and her two creamy white orbs bulging into her bra and top. "I don't know why you are late and, to put it frankly, I just don't care. I asked you here to find out one thing..."

The coach shifted in his seat some more as Evelyn began to caress his body with her soft hands. As he stared into the busty view she was giving him he was reminded of Nina and how her own big pair of knockers had been heaving in his sights only minutes ago. He felt his cock grow hard instantaneously as Nina's heavy hooters began to flood his mind.

"Find out what?" he asked, his lip quivering as he struggled to deal with the physical presence of Evelyn Evers and the mental presence of Nina Knockers simultaneously. 

Evelyn licked her lips as her hands opened up and her fingertips began to dance their way down his chest as she lowered her body even further. The details of her dirty-blonde head were made visible as she was now leaning low enough to almost engulf his raging rod in her mouth.

"What kind of man are you?" she asked with a sensual tone in her voice as her hands reached the waistband of his pants.

"Ohhh.....Goddd....." Coach Blue moaned, as subtly as he could. He knew she was about to go for his bulge, and the thought of his busty boss blowing him was beginning to drive him crazy...but once again Nina crept into his mind. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 28



The pain he had felt earlier in his office just before passing out had returned to him once more, and once more he felt as though the skin on his cock was being stretched out. He mustered the courage to meet the pain head-on, but it quickly overwhelmed him. He struggled to remain stoic in an effort to prove his masculinity to himself and to Evelyn, but he soon felt his eyes starting to tear up. Luckily, only a few tears dripped down his cheek...and the pain suddenly began to subside.

Evelyn was now relieving him of garments. The coach had been much too preoccupied to realize that she had already breached the interior of his shorts, and she was now pulling them down hastily with some difficulty.

"Wow!" the dirty-blonde woman said, in awe at the way his member was wagging from side to side from the force of her tugging. "That is quite a bulge!"

The coach looked down passed his heavily breathing chest and saw just how right the school principal was. He had fully expected his cock to be dripping blood the way it had been making him feel, but as he stared down at the piece of equipment that bulged into his shorts he was met with unfamiliarity. Usually, pain caused him to go flaccid by killing the moment...but it seemed that his cock had remained rigid and firm; staying steadfast and sturdy when he could not.

"You're – you're right!" The coach exclaimed, now feeling confusion overtake him. 

"I can't wait to see what it looks like..." Evelyn said, as she reached into the waistband of his shorts and gave them a hard tug.

"Wait! Evelyn...!" the coach said.

But Evelyn yanked his shorts down before he could say anymore. His throbbing cock sprung out almost comically, and both witnesses had wide-eyes for its melodramatic appearance. Coach Blue gasped as he looked at his cock with questionable eyes. He had grown noticeably longer by at least an inch, and his girth was at least half an inch bigger as well. He reached down and took his organ in his hand, and realized that his touch felt exactly the same. Somehow he had managed to succeed his maximum length at full erection, and the confusion he had been feeling was cast aside in favor pure wonderment. 

"Steven!" Evelyn said, reaching up to his member and letting her fingers curl around his newfound girth. She had a look of awe in her eyes as she spoke. "It's...it's huge! I had no idea you were this big!"

"I....I guess I am!" the coach said, beginning to realize that he could use this fluke occurrence to his own end. "Is that what you wanted to find out, Evelyn?"

"It is!" Evelyn said, now taking to her knees completely and gripping him at the bottom of his cock as she leaned her head in so she was right in front of it. She stared up at him from behind her glasses and threw him a very seductive look. "You have a beautiful cock, Steven!"

Now feeling much more confident the coach immediately forgot about the pitfalls of the situation he currently found himself in. He let his worries wash away with his confusion and let his lust take over. His blood ran hot as the busty school principal reached for his cock with her other hand and began to jerk its length up and down; her soft hands barely enveloping his shaft as the mushroom-like head stuck out.

"Ohhh.....fuuuck....." the coach moaned as he felt himself getting lost in Evelyn's grip.

The busty milf flinched as she felt his cock throb particularly hard, and she jerked his piece faster and harder in response.

"I can feel you...throbbing!" she said. "It's so hard!"

"Oh, God!" Coach Blue exclaimed as he reached for her head and pulled. The principal responded by grunting and pressing back in order to keep him from getting what he wanted.

"Hey! Steven, what do you think you are doing?? Quit it!"

Disappointed, the coach halted his actions and began thrusting his hips up so that he was sliding his cock up and down in her hands. His butt raised off the chair repeatedly and the motion was causing the chair to rock.

Evelyn let go of his cock and left the coach humping for air. She ran her hands along the length of her skirt as she stood up; peering down at the eager coach below her. 

"Calm down, Stud..." she said as she leaned down so that her cleavage was insanely visible once more. "I'm not gonna let this go to waste."

As she said that she wrapped her hands around his shaft and gave it a few quick strokes. She then leaned into his face and let her lips touch his. Coach Blue immediately responded by sticking his tongue in her mouth, and Evelyn happily accepted it. She batted his tongue back with her own, and the two moaned into each other's mouths as lust filled the room. 

After a few moments Evelyn broke the kiss. She took a step back from the coach and ran her hands from the sides of her skirt all the way up the length of her body until they reached her abundant chest. She placed her hands underneath her breasts and hoisted them up as she caught the coach's gaze.

"Do you like my body, Steven?" she asked.

Coach Blue nodded enthusiastically. He reached for his cock, which was already beginning to ooze out precum, and started to jerk himself as Evelyn rotated in a circle for him as if showing off her girlish figure.

She brought her hands to her belt buckle where they began to unfasten it. The large strip came loose and hit the floor around her feet whit a small thud, and she then reached behind her to the back of her skirt where she unfastened it; forcing her curves to keep it firmly in place around her. 

Coach Blue watched, enticed by the way she was lightly swinging her hips as she peeled her skirt off her skin slowly. She turned around just as the skirt was giving way and the coach was met with the sight of her large buns hugging each other around a very small thong. He hadn't time to admire it, however, as Evelyn now turned around and brought her hands to her blouse.

"You must feel lucky." The busty woman said. "Very few men have witnessed what you are about to witness."

Not saying a word, the coach only nodded. He silently admitted to himself that he did feel lucky; he now felt he had the confidence to give the busty woman in front of him any sexual desire she might have. And that made him feel more secure in his job status.

Evelyn stepped in front of Coach Blue as her blouse slid down off her arms and fell to the floor. She reached to her back and unhooked her bra. Leaning forward as she hugged her chest she unveiled her huge, round tits right in front of the coach's face.

"Whoaaa..." the coach said, his senses being filled with her bustiness. Evelyn's tits were arguably bigger than anyone else's he had seen, but he had also noticed that both Brooke and Brittany had gone through serious growth spurts; and with Evelyn sporting a taller and larger frame than the two blonde teens he deduced that Brooke and Brittany might still be bustier than their school principal. Brooke and Brittany's tight little bodies only made their already large breasts comically larger. 

"I expected such a reaction..." Evelyn said as she took hold of her large breasts and jiggled them; her voice seemingly originating from an unknown place as her boobs filled the coach's vision. "You must be feeling very turned on..."

"Fuck yes I am!" Coach Blue nodded excitedly. He leaned forward and abruptly pressed his face into her cleavage so that her bulging tits caressed his head. Her skin felt incredibly soft, and her tits were extremely bouncy; more so than anyone else's he had encountered. They seemed amazingly buoyant as they bounced and jiggled in midair. 

But he hadn't long to admire them either as the school principal reached for his head with both hands. Coach Blue felt her jugs leave his face as she stood back and crossed her arms in an authoritative manner. 

"I don't remember telling you you could play with them, Steven..." she said, wagging a finger at him. Her entire demeanor was dripping in denial.

"I'm sorry, Miss Evers..." the coach said, feeling extraordinarily calm despite the gravity he felt for the situation. Evelyn was standing in front of him wearing nothing but a thong and a pair of glasses, and even though he knew this was as serious as serious could get he couldn't help but feel that this was some type of bedroom fantasy they were acting out. And with an upgraded weapon in his sexual arsenal he felt very much like a porn star at the moment.

"You'd better be..." the blonde woman said, brushing some hair from her face as she leaned down once again and placed her hands on his legs. "You don't get to sample me...until I've sampled you..."

As she said this she let her rear drop and kept his gaze while she bent at the knees and crouched down. She moved her hands from her legs to his crotch, and gripped his throbbing meat-missile daintily with one hand. She idly jerked it from about three-quarters down its length and was instantly rewarded with a drop of precum ozzing out from the slit at the top.

"My, my..." she said, staring up at him playfully. "Someone is ready to play. I do hope you don't tire yourself out before this playdate is over."

"I won't..." Coach Blue said, thinking back to what had happened with Nina. "I plan on playing for a long time. And I also plan on playing rough."

"Well it just so happens that I like playing rough." Evelyn said, before immediately throwing her face down in his lap and taking three-quarters of him into her mouth.

Coach Blue's eyes went momentarily wide with surprise, but as he felt Evelyn's milf-like mouth fill his cock with its warmth and caressing it he began to relax. Letting out a single breath, he rested his arms on either side of the chair he was sitting on and enjoyed the sensation of being blown by his boss.

Evelyn wasted no time in making things hardcore. Her mouth was greedily salivating as her head bobbed up and down his length. She barely noticed the topography of his shaft as her mouth became like a blur; her blonde hair bouncing as a few strands managed to fly in front of her face.

Coach Blue momentarily decided not to anger her by placing his hands on her blonde head, but that decision changed soon enough as his newfound confidence struck him hard. An hour ago that was something he wouldn't have dreamed of doing for fear of angering his busty boss, but seeing her in this submission position with his dick in her mouth was practically yanking the confidence out of him.

He reached down and gently brushed a few blonde locks from her face. She looked up at him for a moment, but he correctly gauged her facial expression as neutral. He slowly moved his hand to the side of her face and caressed her cheek, and when Evelyn didn't bother to look up this time he made the leap from her face to her head. 

"Ahhhhh...." The coach moaned as felt his big-titted boss' hair in his hand. He soon let his other hand join in, and it wasn't long before he had both is hands guiding the movements of her head as she bobbed up and down on his cock, sucking him off.

Saliva was dripping out of Evelyn's wiling mouth with every bob her head made, and the moisture seeped down and drizzled all over his raging prick. Evelyn was unknowingly making gargling noises as she continuously moaned around his cock; the sound sent vibrations around it and pleasured him even further.

Coach Blue was pleasantly enjoying himself as Evelyn blew him as best she could. She was nowhere near as good a cocksucker as some of the other women he'd encountered, but it was enjoyable just the same. It also didn't help that his new growth spurt was making him all but invincible. He felt that with this newfound power in his loins he could take on the likes of Brittany Bust and Brooke Biguns without losing so much as a single drop of cum. Perhaps maybe even Nina Knockers herself...

"Oh, fuuuck...." The coach moaned out loud as his thoughts drifted back to Nina. He threw his head back and started to thrust up into Evelyn's mouth just as he had done with her hand previously. This time Evelyn did not counter; she rose to his challenge beautifully and continued to blow him as he fucked her mouth.

Coach Blue could hear slurping sounds as pictures of Nina and her bra filled his mind. Her boobs had been so close he could've reached out and grabbed them, but Nina had this way of controlling him that he just didn't think he could ward off. When she was around everything else seemed less vibrant, less colorful, less vivid...

His hands were pressing against Evelyn's head hard, and even though the busty blonde had stepped up her game in the blowjob department she felt herself starting to fault as his cock was repeatedly hitting the back of her throat with the full force of his fucking. She had been gagging for quite some time in an effort to deep-throat his entire length, but now it seemed she was beginning to realize that those last couple of inches or so just weren't within her ability to reach.

Her face red and flustered, she drew back and pulled her mouth off his cock fast...once again leaving him humping nothing but air before he realized that he wasn't getting a blowjob anymore.

"Errrrrghh....uhhhh...you really enjoyed that, didn't you Steven?" she said in deep breaths as her mouth recovered from his invasive attack on it.

"Yeah, that was really good." The coach said, sitting cool and collected as Evelyn's chest heaved from the deep breaths she was taking. "You're really good at that, Evelyn."

The busty blonde apparently had not picked up on the unimpressed tone in his voice. She stood up and rubbed her body with her hands just as she had done earlier, until they reached her bountiful boobs and squeezed them with a playful grin on her face.

"I must admit..." she said. "You are quite the pleasant surprise. You've lasted much longer than most men!"

She eyed his cock and licked her upper lip playfully before biting her lower lip in desire.

"You're not bad yourself, Evelyn." The coach said, taking his wet cock in hand and stroking it.

Evelyn's brow furrowed as she glared down at him. This time, she managed to pick up on a hint of arrogance in his tone and behavior.

"You'll address me as Miss Evers, or a respectable equivalent. Do you understand me, Steven?" she said, putting a significant amount of emphasis on his name.

Coach Blue was perfectly willing to comply. At the moment he was more than content with how things were going.

"Yes, Miss Evers. I understand."

"Good!" the busty milf said as she rotated so that her ass was facing him. 

As hard as he was Coach Blue felt as though he hadn't reached maximum excitement. Unlike the previous encounters he had had with Breastford women he always felt like his cock was one stroke away from explosion; but this time, however, he hadn't felt himself losing control. His lust was completely in check, but Evelyn's jiggling ass right in front of his face was beginning to up his excitement. 

The school principal turned back around so that her waist was in his line of sight. She hugged her boobs with her forearms as she reached down to her thong underwear and hooked her thumbs inside. Soon she was tugging the garment down, and a moment later her smooth, unshaven cunny came into view.

"Very nice..." Coach Blue said, taking in an eyeful of her well-kept love entrance. Evelyn certainly wasn't the shy type, and she had no hang ups about that as she wiggled her body around in a dancing motion while she stepped out of her thong and kicked it to the side with her skirt.

"I want to test your oral ability." She said, enticing him as she reached down to her snatch and began parting her lips.

"Yes, ma'am." The coach responded. He immediately stood up, coaxing a somewhat surprised look from his boss, and then turned around to part the chairs in front of her desk. He then turned back and took hold of Evelyn at her small waist, boldly. She began to protest but then felt him guiding her behind him as he forced the two of them to step around each other. With Evelyn's back now to her desk he stepped forward and pushed her back by her waist so that her butt hit the edge.

Once again Evelyn started to protest, but she stopped short as she felt the coach lifting her up off the floor slightly. Her buns hit the cold surface of the desk as she was forced to sit upon it, and she was unable to utter even a single word as Coach Blue crouched and positioned his head into her crotch.

"Ohhhh.....!" she moaned as she felt his tongue swirl around the outside of her love tunnel. Coach Blue was pressing it against her skin hard, and while he did so she threw her hands behind her and placed them on the desk. She also spread her legs unnecessarily wide, as if afraid the coach would stop if he didn't have enough room.

But Coach Blue showed no signs of stopping as his tongue teased her relentlessly. He brought his lips to a close around hers and began to kiss them sloppily. His tongue occasionally dunked inside her as he applied the same force with his lips as he had with his tongue. Moisture started to drip out as he kissed and licked her, and for the most part he paid it no heed; unwilling to let anything obstruct him from his current task of eating out his boss.

"Uhhh! Uhhhh!" Evelyn moaned as her legs tensed up and her body humped into his mouth involuntarily. She was lifting her crotch off the desk repeatedly in the hopes that she would feel his tongue inside her already, but she was left with disappointment. After several minutes of this she decided to order him to do so. 

"Stop teasing me!" she yelled as she pressed her crotch into his face hard.

Coach Blue didn't say a word as his eyes and cheeks and nose were filled with her feminine scent. He pressed back against her, forcing her to go back to a seated position, and immediately speared her opening with his tongue.

"UH! UH!" the busty milf yelled. She was tossing her head from side to side, and her blonde hair was being flung wildly over her face as she took one hand and brought it to the coach's head. Unable to support herself in that position for very long she brought her hand up to her massive boobs and squeezed one of them as she hoisted them up with her forearm.

Small licking noises could be heard as the coach attacked her cunt with his tongue. He was swirling it around inside her continuously; pushing her walls apart with it as he did so.

Evelyn had her eyes shut tight in ecstasy as she squirmed on top of her desk. She threw her head back far as she steadied herself on the desk with her hands. She stayed like that for a moment before reaching down to her crotch with one hand and fingering herself as the coach ate on; doubling her pleasure.

"Uhhh....yes! Yes! Yes! Steven...YES!" she yelled as the coach felt her juices gushing out of her. His face became flooded as her entire crotch grew impossibly tense, but he didn't let that stop him from his oral assault. 

Evelyn was like a teenager unsure of how to handle herself as she came. Her face was being thrown every which way with her eyes shut tight, and her hands did not know where to take up residence as their grip jumped between the coach's hair, her tits, and the desk she was sitting on.

"Uhhhhhh! Ohhh my god...." She moaned as she arched her back immensely. Her tits succumbed to gravity only slightly as they challenged her face for its territory. Her lower body was still tense, but not from orgasming; she was intentionally making it tense by arching her back in an effort to get Coach Blue to lick everything up.

The coach didn't have to be ordered to do so; he was already doing it. Within moments he was nonchalantly licking her lips again, and Evelyn's chest was heaving as she recovered.

"God, Steven...!" she said, breathing heavily. "I don't know if it's the size of your dick, or your pent up sex drive as a result of that cow you married...but something about you has certainly peaked my curiosity!"




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 28



Coach Blue stood up slowly as Evelyn finally opened her eyes and finished her recovery process. She put a solemn look on her face as she caught the coach's gaze.

"And you've certainly peaked Madeline's as well, haven't you?"

"I wouldn't say that..." the coach said, not liking where the conversation was going. 

"You don't have to worry." Evelyn said, sitting up on the desk fully nude as she crossed her legs girlishly. "She won't find out about any of this."

"Evelyn...I...er, I mean, Miss Evers..." the coach stuttered. Now that the two weren't engaged in any sexual activity he felt his confidence being drained.

"You can speak freely." Evelyn said. 

"Phew!" the coach said, relieved. "I just...well, you know...what's this all about?"

Evelyn reached for her glasses and adjusted them as she looked down.

"I thought you might ask that." She said, ominously. "Are you familiar with our little town's history?"

"Er....not really. I mean, I know a little...but I'm no scholar."

"Ever since Breastford was founded we have always had a matriarch. Madeline is our current matriarch." Evelyn said.

"I see." The coach replied.

"Yes." Evelyn continued. "Our matriarch is catered to because of the trying job she has to endure. She enjoys the best food, the best possible living arrangements, the best everything...even men."

"Men?" Coach Blue said. "I haven't seen any other men since I got here..."

Evelyn sighed.

"If you must know..." she said. "All of the men in town take up residence in Madeline's mansion."

"What??" Coach Blue said, dumbfounded. "All of them? How, err...why?"

"There aren't many, mind you..." Evelyn said. "But it is the law."

"The law?" Coach Blue said. "Who would come up with a law like th-

He stopped short as he realized the answer to his question. Evelyn was now looking at him with a downturned face and an obvious look in her eyes.

"You see now just how powerful Madeline really is." Evelyn said.

"Yeah...I'll say." Coach Blue said, still wrapping his brain around the information. "Wait a second...why aren't Coach Dick and I living in her mansion, then?"

Evelyn pushed her glasses up on her face again and wrinkled her nose slightly.

"There are exceptions, on occasion. You and your colleague provide a service to our girls – the pride of Breastford. We need you both performing at your optimum level, and you can't very well do that if Madeline is suffocating you with luxury and her presence, can you?"

"I guess not..." Coach Blue said. She was obviously referring to the fact that he might not want to show up to work if he was being treated like a king at home. But she apparently had no idea that he'd do this job for next to nothing just to get the opportunity to bang all the teenage talent that bounced around for him; most any man would. He had to wonder if Evelyn, or any of the mothers in Breastford for that matter, knew just how hot their daughters were. Several of the youths had grown increasingly hotter since he had shown up; that alone should've alerted them. It was almost unnatural...

"But of course...you know this from the contract you signed." Evelyn said, looking at him over her glasses.

"Yeah...right." The coach said, trying not to look in her eyes for too long. "But that still doesn't answer my question?"

"Which was?" Evelyn asked.

"Why am I here with you? I mean, if this is just about sex why not go with Coach Dick? Don't get me wrong, or anything...but women swoon over him like crazy. And that's just not me."

Evelyn threw her head in the air and laughed.

"I will admit, Daniel does have a few defining features..." she said, turning her head as she spoke. "At first perhaps I was more attracted to him than to you. But don't sell yourself short, Steven. You're quickly becoming more and more...well, you get the idea."

"Right, well...thanks." The coach said, not sure if he should feel flattered or not. "And this is really just about sex?"

Again, Evelyn sighed.

"Let's just say that I was curious as to your sexual prowess. And I must say...you're doing a great job filling my curiosity."

She lifted her boobs up enticingly and threw a playful look his way.

"And speaking of filling things..." she said as she turned her body and threw her arms across the surface of her desk. Every random item on its surface was thrown off as she turned back around and laid back on her elbows. She spread her legs wide once more and curled her finger at him. "Come fill this."

Coach Blue needed no further instruction. He stepped forward so that his pelvis was at the edge of her desk, and he immediately felt the warmth of her body enveloping him and drawing him into her like a vortex. His dick collided with her lips as he pushed forward, and the head slid up passed them so that the underside of his shaft was rubbing her. He pressed into her repeatedly, teasing her with his elongated shaft.

"Uhhh....Steven! You do know how to get a woman going!" Evelyn exclaimed. She flung her hair around and started lifting up off the desk once again; this time trying to raise herself high enough to swallow his cock...but Coach Blue's skyward shaft proved to reach much higher than she had thought.

Frustrated, both sexually and physically, the school principal decided to exert her authority on him once more.

"STEVEN!" she yelled. "Don't...tease me!"

Not thinking much of her request Coach Blue sighed and lined the tip of his cock up with her eager entrance. He immediately felt a dampness on his dick, and a moment later he pushed forward only enough to penetrate her...but Evelyn had grown tired of waiting. She pressed herself into him and half his cock was swallowed inside her. Coach Blue had gone from damp to soaking wet in nothing flat.

"Ohhhhhhh yesssssss!" Evelyn moaned. "Fuck me, Steven! Fuck me!"

Coach Blue only gave a small gasp at her moist grip around him. She was tight enough, to be sure, but after having been inside many of Breastford's youths perhaps he had finally begun to notice the differences in age and experience. It was either that, or, perhaps the new changes in him had simply bestowed upon him a different outlook.

The coach started to thrust into her at a rhythmic pace, but each thrust held a significant amount of power in it. His knees were actually tapping the front of her desk and making a loud clanging sound every time he pushed, but he simply ignored the action and worked through it. Her desk was shaking on its legs as if it was a bed, and on top of it Evelyn was shaking along with it.

The busty principal reached for her giant breasts and cupped them in her hands. This caused her already jiggling boobs to jiggle even more, and as she jiggled them around she opened her eyes and gauged the coach's reaction as he fucked her. He had his eyes closed and his head turned down. He looked to be concentrating on the task, and as unattractive as Evelyn thought she would find a gesture such as that she actually found it to be cute and charming. The fact that he wanted to please her and do a good job was exactly the response she'd been looking for out of him.

Unbeknownst to the blonde below him Coach Blue had been reminded of Nina and her giant globes when Evelyn had tried to showcase hers. He found new resolve, and without warning he starting to bang the busty blonde faster and harder.

"Uh! Oh! Oh! Oh, god!!" Evelyn moaned repeatedly. "God, yes, Steven!"

"Err! Er! Urr!" the coach grunted. Evelyn's grip on him was growing tighter; a sure sign that she was already about to cream...but Coach Blue took her tightening grip as a challenge and fucked her harder in an effort to rise to it.

"Oh! Oh! God, Steven...you're going to make me....!"

The coach didn't make a single sound as Evelyn's fluid spilled over him like a fountain. He kept fucking her at the pace he had been; showing no signs of letting up. 

Evelyn was moaning uncontrollably, however. And after a few minutes of her orgasm riding out she finally found her voice calming and her body relaxing as she enjoyed the sensation of Coach Blue's mighty rod causally sliding in and out of her.

"Steven...that was...fantastic!" she said. "I don't think I've ever known a man to-

Coach Blue wasn't listening to her as he grabbed her by the legs and hoisted them so her feet were resting on his shoulders. He then reached down to her buttocks and took hold of them as best he could from her lying position and proceeded to pull her into him repeatedly as he speared her with his dick.

"...known a man to-UH! Uh! Uh! Oh, fuuuuuuck!"

Coach Blue could feel her walls closing in on him once again, and this time it was even tighter than before. It seemed that Evelyn had much more life in her than he had originally thought. His hands were filled with her soft, smooth skin; and as he stared down at her he began to lose himself in the moment. Nina was in his mind still, but Evelyn was shaking her boobs for him vigorously...

Effortlessly, he reached down and replaced one of Evelyn's hands with his own. He began to squeeze the busty orb, and it was as though he was reminded of the way a woman's breast felt. He closed his eyes as his fingers prodded over her big jug of titflesh, and once again he found a vitality in himself he didn't know he had.

He leaned forward over the busty principal so that her toes flew over her head. He then reached down with both hands and gripped her large melons greedily; fucking her and making them bounce only to have them bounce in his hands.

"Oh...OH! Oh! Uh! Fuck yessssss Stevennnnnn!" the principal moaned. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder!"

The coach did as he was told and began giving her those powerful thrusts again; sacrificing speed for force. He started off at a slow pace at first, but soon he was steadily increasing it at regular intervals; and before long he had the advantages of both speed and power on his side.

Evelyn was twisting her neck from side to side as if looking at one wall might make the pleasure subside and give her a quick release. She wasn't sure of how many times she had cum already, but she was certain she had never had an encounter like this ever before.

Coach Blue was pounding into her hard. He had her legs pinned backed over her as though she were in some sort of yoga position, and he was somewhat surprised at how limber she was. But then again, women in Breastord were amongst the most extraordinary women he had ever met...

He was already so deep inside Evelyn that her insides were growing increasingly warmer, and his dick was only just a little more than halfway in. The principal was practically moaning in his face as he leaned over her, and after a few moments of that he decided to pull out just as she was gushing for the nth time.

"Ohhh....oh.....oh my god....fuck..." she moaned as Coach Blue pulled out of her. His cock was dripping with moisture, and it glistened extensively under the fluorescent lighting of her office. There were streaks of her pussy juice running down the front of her desk, and although Coach Blue couldn't see any he was certain there was some on the floor as well.

"Oh fuck...Steven, your cock is so beautiful..." Evelyn moaned.

"Thank you, Evelyn. Your tits are beautiful, too. How about you let me fuck them?"

The dirty-blonde woman sat up straight immediately and glared at the man in front of her.

"What?!" she exclaimed, angrily. "How dare you! YOU do NOT get to choose how we proceed. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Evers." Coach Blue said, beginning to grow tired of her ways.

"Good. Now, take me somewhere I can ride you."

Coach Blue lifted her up off the desk, and she instantly wrapped her legs around him. He had every intention of carrying her around the desk and sitting in her desk chair, but the busty milf was hungrily kissing his cheek, lips, and neck as he walked. It took him a moment longer to navigate the correct course, but when he finally got there he sat down and Evelyn began to adjust herself on his lap.

She managed to straddle him in the chair rather crudely, but effectively. Coach Blue was once again feeling her lips around the tip of his cock, and this time he slid into her much more easily and faster than he had before.

Evelyn let out a loud moan as he entered her. She pushed her rear down on his lap as far as she could go, but once again there was about an inch that she just could not take. She began to wiggle on him, and despite the hilarity of the situation Coach Blue was sitting back in satisfaction as the busty dirty-blonde principal tightened around his pole. 

"Fuck, Steven it's so big!" the woman exclaimed.

"I'm glad you think so." Coach Blue said.

Boldly, he reached up and took hold of Evelyn's big boobs. He kneaded them in his hands and started to jiggle them around like she had done when she'd been lying down. As he did so, his cock throbbed and grew in girth slightly inside the principal's pussy. Evelyn yelped as she felt it throb. It couldn't have been more than a centimeter, but against the insides of her sensitive snatch it felt like it had ripped her apart.

"OH GOD!! FUUUCK!" she moaned as she breathed heavily on top of the satisfied coach.

Renewed by her outburst Coach Blue resolved to try and fuck her with his new tool to the best of his ability. He released her big, jiggling jugs from his grip and gripped her waist instead. He began pulling her onto him and pushing her off; forcing her to fuck him at his pace instead of hers.

"Yeah! Take it baby!"

"Ohhhh goddddddd....!" Evelyn moaned. "Fuck it feels so good!"

"Take it Evelyn! Take it just like the slut you really are!"

"Uhh! Uh!! Fuckkk!" Evelyn yelled.

Coach Blue was stretching her beyond her limits, and he knew it. He wanted to see just how far she could go, but it seemed nearly impossible at this point. With her big tits heaving just inches from his face he decided to dive in headfirst and enjoy some of the fruits Breastford had to offer.

Evelyn reached for his head and clutched him to her cleavage. Her huge tits enveloped his head and hugged his face nicely. She could feel his tongue and breath on the insides of her boobs as her pussy slid up and down his pole smoothly.

"God, yes! Treat me like a slut!" she said.

With that Coach Blue stood up and pushed the chair back with his rear. He lifted her so that her legs were wrapped around him again and started to raise and lower her onto his rod from midair.

"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Evelyn moaned.

"You like, that, bitch?" Coach Blue said. "You like the way my huge cock feels?"

"Yessssss!" Evelyn yelled out, clearly enjoying herself and unwilling to stop. 

The coach's arms were working hard as they raised and lowered the busty principal up and down on his pole. There was probably a hefty amount of weight in her chest alone, and he was even surprised he was capable of lifting her up for as long as he was. However, he did recall a session with the busty duo in which he had been surprised with his strength as well; and he was forced to come to the conclusion that in the midst of sex with women such as these his adrenaline enabled him greatly.

Evelyn had her arms wrapped around his neck, and she could feel that he was pressing back against them in order to balance himself. She found herself trying to raise and lower her body in an effort to fuck him harder, but Coach Blue was doing a fine job of that himself; and she was pleasantly surprised at how strong he was.

"Give it to me, Steven! Give it to me good, baby!" she moaned.

"Fuckk....uh!" the coach groaned as he bounced Evelyn up and down on top of him. He sat her down on the desk yet again and climbed on top of her. He began to fuck her in a missionary style on top of her desk. 

"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Evelyn moaned. 

Coach Blue was thrusting inside her hard. His cock was throbbing with an intensity he'd never felt before, but it showed no signs of letting up. For a moment he wondered if there was something wrong with him, but he let those thoughts die in favor of finishing the job Evelyn had asked of him. He was fairly certain that if he stopped now Evelyn would be more than satisfied, but he wanted to show her he could go the extra mile. He just hoped he would have the stamina to do so if she ever asked him to do it again.

Evelyn screamed as Coach Blue managed to shove a little more of himself into her. Her pleasure was taken to new heights as his meat-missile pounded into her relentlessly. 

"OH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" she yelled in a high-pitched tone.

Above her Coach Blue was sweating. He had his eyes closed in ecstasy as he fucked the busty school principal on her desk, and once again he thought of Nina. He wondered what it would be like if it were Nina underneath him as opposed to Evelyn, and he decided that it would be a significantly greater experience. 

Evelyn's legs were struggling to find a place as she squirmed underneath the zealous man that was fucking her. Her feet wiggled in the air, and she occasionally wrapped her legs around him only to have them break apart as the pleasure she was feeling sent surges of electric pleasure throughout her entire body...starting at her crotch. There were times where she could no longer feel her legs, and so did not know exactly what they were doing. All she cared about was that Coach Blue was fucking her, and fucking her hard. She wondered how long this would last.

Between her legs Coach Blue could feel a tingling in his cock. While he knew what the sensation was he couldn't help but think that it felt unfamiliar. 

The principal's head was near the edge of the desk, and some of her hair was dangling over it. Coach Blue looked down at her and the way her big boobs were bouncing and decided that he had to fuck them. He pulled out of her and crawled over her until he straddled her stomach. Earlier, she had been opposed to letting him fuck her tits; but now she was holding her tits up and pulling them apart.

"Fuck my tits, baby..." she said. "You've earned it."

Coach Blue didn't need any further encouragement. He flopped his raging dick down over her and his shaft collided with her left breast. He positioned it in the space between her two heaving hooters and moaned as she pushed them together around his shaft.

"Wow, that does feel good!" he exclaimed, surprised at how excited he was.

Evelyn nodded with some difficulty. The coach's cock was such a rager that the tip was jutting into her chin. She had to maneuver her face around it so she could nod properly, and as she did so her tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked it on its side.

"That's it, baby..." Coach Blue coaxed as she felt her tongue on the tip of his cock. He began to thrust his pelvis, sliding his shaft between her melons repeatedly. The two big orbs bulged around it invitingly, and her titflesh spilled over his entire girth.

"You like that?" Evelyn cooed. "Bet you've never felt melons this big around that cock of yours..."

"Uhh!" Coach Blue moaned as he slid his cock between her tits. "I can't say that I have..."

Evelyn was holding her tits up and bouncing them enticingly. That, combined with the force of the good coach's fucking, was causing her face to become obscured by her giant rack. Coach Blue looked down at her and saw them practically hitting her in the face; they came so close to slapping her that her glasses actually lost their position on her face. The frames slanted over her and one lens was dangling just over her nose.

"Uh! Uh! Yes, Steven! Fuck my tits!" she moaned as her back scraped against the cool surface of her desk.

Coach Blue greedily slammed his cock into her cleavage, and soon he heard a small gagging noise coming from Evelyn. He looked down and saw that the tip of his cock was occasionally ramming into her throat from the outside, and as Evelyn moaned her voice became muffled and misconstrued. 




To Bask in Breastford Ch. 28



Once again Evelyn snaked her tongue out and licked his cock as he titfucked her. After hearing moans of approval coming from the coach she decided to open her mouth and allow him entrance into her once more. Coach Blue gasped as his cockhead penetrated her mouth and she began to blow him; her big tits bulging around his shaft as they bounced and jiggled.

"Fuck! Evelyn! I'm going to cum!" the coach yelled as he felt an unfamiliar tingling in his balls. 

Evelyn was unable to speak as her mouth was still filled with his cock. She moaned in response, and Coach Blue took that as his cue to go ahead and let loose. He reached down to her chest and took hold of her EE tits. With her boobflesh filling his hands to the fingertips he let out a loud grunt and his cock fired its first shot of the night.

"FUUUCK!" he yelled as his cock began to empty itself into Evelyn's willing mouth.

The busty principal's eyes went wide for a moment as she felt the back of her throat get pelted by a hot stream of his cum. Her mouth grew wider with each bolt of jizz as his cock throbbed in her mouth uncontrollably. She swallowed as much as she could, but as the coach continued to fire his nut into her she realized she couldn't take it all and attempted to tilt her head up and force his cock out of her mouth.

But as she did so the coach's cock began to fire on to her face, and she immediately felt his hot mess in her eyes as a few stray shots pelted the lenses of her glasses. She also felt a few droplets dampen her hair as the coach's cum-shower finally started to die down.

"Ohhh.....fuuuuckkkk.....!" the coach moaned as the final drops of his sperm dribbled out of his cock head and slid down his shaft, glistening it. The cum never made it to his base; instead Evelyn's giant jugs kept it from reaching its goal. Her boobs seemed content to accept the seed, however, as they remained splattered.

Evelyn coughed, and a few drops of jizz flew from her mouth. Above her Coach Blue had his hands on his hips, and his spent cock resting in the valley of her cleavage as he breathed in and out heavily.

"My..." Evelyn said. "That was...satisfactory." 

She leaned up on her elbows, and the tired coach began to de-straddle her. He swung his leg off her and the desk, and soon felt his feet hit the floor of her office. 

"Why thank you, Miss Evers..." the coach said, knowing full well that he had satisfied her many times over.

Evelyn now swung her legs so that her feet dangled off the desk. She sat there and crossed her legs just as she had previously done. She then reached up to her glasses and adjusted them so they were resting on her face properly, despite the fact that they had the coach's cum glued to them. She began to fix her hair and clean as much of his cum off of her as possible, ignoring whatever was on her chest completely.

"You did a marvelous job, Steven. You should be proud." She said, as she took her glasses off – finally giving up on them.

"Thank you, Evelyn."

The school principal raised her index finger at him and glared. 

"Don't let it go to your head." She warned. "And don't think that this will happen again."

"Whatever you say, ma'am." The coach responded, holding his cock in his hand casually.

"You may go now." She instructed him, turning her head as she slid off the desk on to the floor.

Without saying another word the coach quickly put his shorts on. He then grabbed his shirt and headed out the door with haste. 

* * * * * * * *

Coach Dick awoke to the sound of his phone ringing. He didn't know what time it was, but judging by the feeling in the air it was sometime in the middle of the night. As he stood he saw Brooke and Brittany were long since gone, and he had trouble keeping his balance as he got to his feet. 

Using the bar he had collapsed against he managed to hold himself steady long enough for the room to stop spinning. He felt as though he had a massive hangover; his head was throbbing in pain, his body was aching all over, and he felt as though he had the energy of a much older man on the brink of death. 

He wobbled to the door and turned down the hallway. Each step he took was a struggle, and he had to use the walls to keep himself steady as he walked. When he finally made it to his bedroom he collapsed face-first on the cool, soft bed and reached for the phone on his nightstand. He held it to his ear and it automatically picked up.

"Hello?" he said, hazily.

"Daniel? Daniel? Can you hear me? It's me, Marissa."

Coach Dick turned over on his back and started to caress his forehead as he took in the information and tried to ease the pain in his head simultaneously. He hadn't spoken to his wife in quite some time, and the last time they had talked she had mentioned that her photo shoot was going well.

"Hey, sweetie..." he said, groggily.

"Daniel, I was worried!" she said, angrily. "I've been calling you for hours. I even texted! Why didn't you answer?"

Coach Dick sighed into the phone as he mentally prepared.

"I'm sorry, honey...I wasn't feeling well so I went to bed early. I've been knocked out thanks to pain meds."

"Is everything okay?" the woman blabbed into his ear. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said. "I just really need to sleep this thing off."

"Well, listen." Marissa interjected. "The reason I was calling in the first place was to let you know that my part in the shoot is almost over."

Coach Dick became alert instantly. His heart raced, and he sat up with his eyes wide open as he breathed heavily into his phone.

"You're...er...you're finished with your modeling work?" he asked.

"Yes." Marissa answered. "They got plenty of shots of me, as well as a few videos...and well, I'm all done!"

The coach's heart felt as though it had sunk into the bottom of his stomach.

"That...that's great, dear! I'm glad!" he lied. If his wife showed up in Breastford sooner than he had planned that meant that he would have to nail Nina sooner than planned. He was nowhere near the condition needed to successfully bed her; as it was he was still having trouble with the busty duo. He had only recently secured Brooke and Brittany for sexual company, and he had a feeling Nina wasn't going to be as easy to secure.

"Yeah." Marissa said. "So we'll be leaving the site tomorrow, and then I think I'll take a week to unwind. So how does two weeks sound?"

"Two weeks?!" the coach repeated, surprised. "Oh...I mean, two weeks! That sounds great!"

"Great, make sure you have everything settled in okay sweetie?" 

"Umm.err...sure." the coach blurted, out of options.

"Thanks sweetie. Love you! Take care now. And get better!" Marissa said, noticeably cheerier.

"No problem..." the coach said, out of options once more.

Marissa hung up the phone, and Coach Dick tossed his own phone across the room. He let his head hit his pillow, and was unable to get any sleep as his mind raced in an effort to come up with a way to bang Nina Knockers before his wife came to town.