3 comments/ 89638 views/ 11 favorites Coach and the Girls Ch. 01 By: Teddybearsubmissive It was early on Saturday morning practice wasn't due to start for another hour. The school was empty and almost completely quiet. The hallways no longer full of rowdy college students. If you were in the gym and listened close enough you'd hear the TV, and a chair squeaking. Coach was sitting in his office watching the video of Friday's game. His chair squeaked under his weight every time he shifted positions. God, it was hard, watching the movement of all their athletic bodies. He was their coach, older, mature and had to do everything exactly right. This morning's session was more difficult then it had been before. The shifting becoming more agitated, the squeaking more pronounced. Finally, getting uncomfortable, the coach moved to the couch in his office, and relaxed his body into a sitting/slouching position. The video showed his volleyball team, jumping up at the net, spiking the ball, setting the plays. The girls each had their own unique charm. The captain of the team, who was referred to as Miss, was a senior and about to graduate with a bachelor's degree. She was the strongest player. Her arms and legs were long and solid, the muscles having been toned from volleyball and workouts for the past four years. Then there was the three juniors, Angelica, who everyone called Angel; Isabella who everyone called Bell and last but not least Virginia. All three juniors majored in fashion design. Then the two sophomores, who rounded out the starting line up, are Grace and Faith. They had just changed majors. Then there were two freshman, Charity who was the little sweet naïve girl, and Sara who acted out the meaning of her name quite well.... Princess. They hadn't picked majors, yet. The two freshmen didn't get a lot of playing time. The team as a whole was working on their technique and capabilities. They were definitely a work in progress. Charity so sweet and innocent struggled around all the dominating personalities of the other girls. Princess Sara struggled with the fact that the team didn't feel she deserved to be the princess. There were other things about the girls the coach knew. Their parents probably wouldn't be too thrilled about the knowledge, but he knew that Miss had a 34C, and Angel struggled with a lot of moisture. Bell kept a seven inch dildo in her locker and used it in the shower when she thought no one was around. Virginia was the known slut of the team, sleeping with most any guy who would give her the time of day. Grace and Faith often had little "meetings" after practice also when they thought no one was around. Charity and Sara had just joined the team. Coach didn't know too much about them yet, but he was doing his best to find out. Watching them on the video playing the game, he couldn't help but rub his hand along the jumping cock in his pants. Every time she served, Miss's tits would jiggle around, making him want to slide his cock between them. That on top of knowing Angel was always moist, wet, and ready for a cock to be slipped into her gave coach no end of "agitation". What coach didn't know was that the girls had some hidden knowledge themselves. Miss specifically left her bras out knowing he would find it and look. Angel often came in her workout clothes or uniform giving her the added help of extra noticeable moisture. Bell used the dildo in the shower knowing that coach would hear and watch. Grace and Faith, well, they just couldn't get enough of the lesbian sixty-nine and didn't care if coach saw or not. Charity and Sara were completely oblivious to everything. ********* Practice had finally started, after the coach had jacked off watching his girls win on the video. He was so proud of them. They were his little pets. Now, he watched them run laps around the gym in the required workout uniform -- sports bras and Speedo shorts. He couldn't believe he had gotten away with that one, but they had all agreed heartily that it would be better during practice not to have extra clothing. He watched their bodies work in rhythm as they ran, their legs long and sweaty, some matured into a full figure some a little less developed. It didn't matter, they were his, and they were beautiful. Blowing his whistle, to get the girls attention, coach called an end to practice. He just couldn't take any more of those gorgeous bodies bouncing around in front of him. He was afraid he would give his secret pleasure of watching away. The girls grabbed their stuff and headed for the showers. Coach headed back to his office (next to the girl's locker room). He opened the door and never saw it coming. All seven girls, grabbed for him from different directions, grabbing arms and legs, putting a blind fold over his eyes. He knew it was them; he could smell them and feel their bodies, the bodies he watched and dreamt about. "Girls, please, what are you doing?" "Shut up," yelled Miss. "You are not in the place to be asking questions. So, just to make sure you stay quite, we are going to gag you." Angel walked up in front of him, he knew it was her, he could smell her wetness. She but a ball gag into his mouth, and fastened it around his head. "Now, that you are under our control, stand up. We have plans for you Coach." Miss knew how to take control of the situation. Sara and Charity still weren't sure how they felt, but they were doing their part. Angel, Bell, and Virginia were more then ready to have some fun. The girls led Coach into the locker room. They all needed their showers after practice, so they led him into the shower room. They took Coach's wrists one at a time, putting a leather band around it and then hooking a chain to the loop on the band. Then they spread his arms out on either side, hooking the chains to pipes. After this was done, they took off his mask and as a group began to slowly undress. Coach looked at each of them, their bodies, glistening from sweat, watching each breast as it fell out of the bra that was pulled off. He watched as each one of them turned their back to him, and slowly pulled their tight shorts off their asses, only to find all of them were wearing black thongs. His heart rate picked up, oh how he loved them. As they pulled their shorts down, the girls bent over at the waist giving the coach a nice view of their ass cheeks, and scantly clad pussies. They were so beautiful. Miss had a tight round bottom, toned from the years of workouts, and her pussy was trimmed, with soft fine black hair peeking around the thong. Her 34C's could be seen between her legs, hanging down just a little as she bent over. Miss's skin had a slight olive tone to it. It was sexy as hell, her nipples just a little bit darker. Angel looked just like her nickname. She had that beautiful angelic face, with enormous eyes, calling to you when she had that shimmer in them. Her hair was a nice real blonde color, and her skin was creamy white. Her ass was small with just a hint of roundness, and her tits were bigger then anything. She was a 32 B, and her pussy was shaved clean, her clit was just visible from under her hood and was slicked with her always present moisture. Bell had long rich chocolate brown hair. It shined to perfection when cleaned and brushed. Her eyes also brown were oval shaped, so intense. She was the one girl that was on the bigger side. She was healthy, but she had the curves and sexiness that only comes with a little meat on the bones. She was a 40D and a plus size 20 in most clothes. Her ass was the sweetest thing. It is out there making you want to smack it any time you walk by. You just wanted her to shake it around for you. Her pussy was also shaved smooth; her lips were big and could be seen through that sexy thong, showing off those nice big round ass cheeks. This display made Coach think about the seven inch dildo she used so often. Virginia was the one black female on our team. Her hair was smooth and shiny, down to her shoulders. Her skin was the color of dark chocolate, just waiting to be licked. She had a round plump ass that makes you want to pinch it. Her breasts were 36 DD, and were so gorgeous. It was torture waiting and watching as she stripped off that tight bra. Coach just wanted to get his cock in between those tits and fuck them. She had hair on her pussy. It was so beautiful seeing her lips peeking out. Grace and Faith were similar in their appearances. They were both small B cups with dark nipples. Their asses were more on the skinny side then any of the other girls, and their legs were long and beautiful. Their best asset, those legs every guy wants wrapped around him, long and toned. They both look so sexy and fine in short skirts and high heels. Charity and Sara were less on the developed side. They were only freshman, but they had that naïve air that makes you want to teach them everything about sexual pleasure. They were pretty with their A tits, and the smaller butts. Their pussies weren't shaved or trimmed, just natural and they were a little shy. They make you want to sit down and pleasure them for hours, knowing that you are giving them pleasure they have never experienced before. Coach was hard watching each of his girls undress and show off their bodies. They were each different and unique, and he loved their differences. He wanted each one of them, to give them pleasure and to receive pleasure. Their uniqueness was what made them so hot and sexy. Knowing what they were doing to their Coach, the girls decided it was their turn. All seven walked toward Coach, and helped to stand him up. Then without a second thought, they took out a knife and cut his shirt off of him. They watched it fall off his body, seeing the solid abs and muscle underneath. He was well built but not overly so. He had very nice abs but you could see a little extra weight on him. His arms were strong, and you could tell he worked out regularly. The girl's body temperatures went up another few degrees. Each girl couldn't wait to get their hands on him. Next, they slowly put all seven pairs of hands in his gym shorts, and began the process of pulling them down. The shorts, wanted to come off, his body was slick with moisture, but his hard cock was making the front catch. Miss deliberately pulled the cotton shorts, slowly down his length, letting some of her fingers trail behind. She could feel Coach's cock jumping from the touch. He was watching intently, looking into her eyes as she felt his shaft for the first time. He wanted to cum right there all over her hand, but Coach and the girls all needed more. So, Miss and Coach took deep steadying breaths, and Miss finally got the shorts past his erection. Now was the time the girl's had been waiting for. Each of them started running their hands all over their Coach's body. It was so hot, sweaty, and sexy. He could feel their hands running down his arms, over his chest, just grazing his nipples. They ran their hands down his back, over his ass cheeks, even between them. They rubbed down his abs, over his cock, and down each leg, each one wanting to touch every inch of his body. The girls were each purring, moaning and groaning as they touched their Coach. This was an erotic torture for Coach. They were touching him everywhere, seven girls, his pets, running their hands all over his body. It was beyond his dreams. His eyes closed. He stood their and felt each hand rubbing, touching, gliding over his skin. "ENOUGH!" Miss yelled. Coach jerked out of his trance. Miss was calling an end to the game. No, he thought, don't stop now. "We have a plan, girls, we need to follow it. You each know the rules and what we want. So, please remember what was discussed." 'Discussed' thought Coach, 'they discussed this.' He was suddenly nervous. 'What had they discussed?' These thoughts swarmed his head as the girls looked at Miss and slowly nodded their heads. Each walked away from him and formed a line behind her. Obviously he was the only one in the dark about "the plan", and he decided to take it one step at a time and find out where he was headed. Miss walked towards the Coach her hand closed around something he couldn't quite make out. She walked up to him, looked him in the eye. "Coach, I am going to put a cock ring around you. It is leather and adjustable. If it is uncomfortable in the size, we can adjust it for you, but it is necessary for you to wear it, as you have seven very horny females to satisfy. So, please tell me if it is too tight." Miss kneeled down in front of her Coach. The man she had played volleyball for four years. The man she'd dreamt about, and gotten off thinking about it. Today was going to be a dream come true. Slowly, and with great precision, she wrapped the leather cock ring around her Coach's cock and balls. After making sure he was comfortable, she looked up into his eyes. As they locked eyes, she slowly brought her mouth to the head of his cock. Coach was entranced. She was watching him watch her. She slowly brought the tip of her tongue out of her mouth and licked the head of his cock. It jumped, and that was all the encouragement that Miss needed. She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and sucked it like it was a lollipop. Licking it and tasting his hotness for the first time, Miss groaned around him. He was so perfect. His skin was hot to the touch; he had small drops of precum standing at his hole. His cock had ridges and was a nice seven and a half inch cock, not too big not too small. Perrrrrrrrrffffeeeccctttt. Miss, slowly and deliberately took inch by inch into her mouth. He watched her mouth close over the head, then an inch behind the head, and slowly make her way up until his cock was at the back of her throat and she still had an inch and a half to go. He didn't think she'd be able to take him all. He could already feel the back of her mouth. Their eyes were still locked on each other. This is my girl he thought. She has been with me for four years, I've watched her grow, mature, and become so sexy. With that thought, he felt and saw Miss take the rest of his cock into her mouth. She was deep throating him. 'Oh god' he thought. This is so hot, I don't know if I can make it through seven. "Time is up for you, Miss," said Angel who was holding a stop watch. Miss stood up and with her eyes still locked with his she said, "We each get five minutes to suck on your fabulous cock, but Grace and Faith have chosen to suck you at the same time, which means they will have ten minutes. That gives you 35 minutes with the cock ring on. At that time, we will take it off and let the blood flow. Don't worry we will take care of you." She gently kissed him on the cheek. Her 34C's gently rubbed his chest when she leaned in and kissed his cheek, and his cock jerked hitting her stomach just a little. The connection sizzled. Each girl walked toward Coach, some looking at his body, some at his eyes, but all kneeled down before him and sucked, licked, and fondled his cock and balls for five minutes except Grace and Faith. They were last. They started walking toward Coach with shining eyes and mischievous smiles. Half-way there they each got down on their hands and knees and began to crawl on all fours towards their Coach. He was in shock, but the girls could see his cock straining and jumping. They knew he was pleased. When the girls were close enough, they reached out and with their hands and ran their nails up the insides of his legs. Each of them cupped his sac, and began a slow rhythmic massage. They bent their heads down together and started licking his shaft. Up and down his seven inches he could feel two tongues, hot and wet running against him the tongues sometimes touching and fusing around him. He was so close to losing his control as he watched them. Grace would bend low looking up into his eyes while sucking and licking his balls while Faith would wrap her mouth around his cock and take almost all of him into her mouth. He was being tortured and loved by two of his pets at once, a dream come true. Miss held the stop watch for the rest of the girls; and after all seven had sucked their coach for their time frame, she stepped forward. "Now, Coach, it is your turn. You did so well, lasting so long with all seven of us. You will be rewarded." Miss kneeled before him again and took the cock ring off. She could see the deep breath Coach took. He had been sucked, licked and teased for 35 minutes; a man can only take so much. He looked down at Miss, and she looked up. "Now, Coach, Sir, I am going to let you fuck my mouth until you cum. I want to swallow your seed down my throat. I want you to fill my mouth with your hot cock and your hot cum. Girls!" Bell and Angel went to the walls and undid the chains so that the Coach's hands were free. "Please, Coach, please, fuck my mouth. Use me as your cum slut and fill my mouth, but remember this, you must only fuck my mouth. You cannot try anything else," Miss said. Coach was in shock, but he had enjoyed Miss's mouth the most. He would not pass up this opportunity to fuck her mouth. His girl, his pet would take him all and take all he had to shoot out, he knew this without a doubt. The other six girls gathered around to watch. Angel and Bell still held loosely to the end of the chain ready to stop Coach from running or doing anything he wasn't suppose to do. Coach lovingly put his hands on either side of Miss's head, and placed his cock on her lips. Her mouth opened for him, waiting for his offering. He put his cock slowly inside of her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the head. He groaned. Her mouth was so delicious, hot, wet and so perfect for his cock. He looked down at her, and their eyes once again connected. He began to put more cock into her mouth; she was kneeled before him, accepting it. He pulled her to him, pushing his cock into her throat, he heard her purr, felt the vibration on his shaft. That was his undoing. He shoved his cock into her mouth until her face was in his pubic hair. He began pumping in and out of her mouth. She took it, loving it, tightening her mouth around him. He was pulling on her hair, groaning from the tightness. "You are my little cum slut, aren't you," he said. "Your mouth is so perfect for fucking, you whore. Take it all, take every inch of my cock into your mouth, my pet!" Coach watched as Virginia lay down on the floor behind Miss and started to fuck Miss's pussy with Bell's seven inch dildo. "Yes, fuck her pussy while I fuck her tight little mouth. Make her cum with me, my pet." Coach knew he could not last much longer. He was furiously pumping into Miss's mouth. She was purring, moaning, and tantalizing the tip of his cock with the vibrations. He ceased to realize what was going on around him. Virginia still lay there pumping the dildo into Miss, trying to keep time with her Coach's desperate speed. Miss began to gyrate. She was so wet and hot. Her Coach was making her so hot; he was loving her mouth. She felt his body tense. She knew he would explode in her mouth. She was frantic with the need to have her mouth full of his cum. She sucked as hard as she could, keeping time with his movements. "AHAHH, DAMN, here it cums pet." Miss started to squirt juices all over the dildo and Virginia as Coach filled her mouth with his cum. They both made sounds of pleasure, release and fulfillment. Miss swallowed every drop of His cum. It was the best thing she'd every tasted. Coach sank to the floor. His body exhausted. That had been the best blow job he had ever experienced. All seven girls had brought him to this eruption of fiery pleasure. Coach and the Girls Ch. 02 Thanks to bear2read for editing this story. * Coach and Missy were spent; the orgasms that had pulsed through each of their bodies left them limp and sated. Coach and Miss knew that neither had ever experienced anything like this before. The other girls were jealous that Miss was the one to get their Coach's seed in her mouth. They well remembered the fights over who would finish him off. Miss had won. She was a senior, and definitely had a dominating personality. Knowing that Coach would not be able to come back from his "death" for awhile, Miss called a halt to the event. "He won't even be able to get up off the floor. We have to give him a break. Maybe, in time girls, we can try something different, something new." So, with grumbling and complaining, the girls lifted Coach up and carried him into his office, putting him on the couch where he had jacked off previously that day. Each girl had her thoughts about how the day ended and only Miss was happy with the outcome. Unfortunately for her, it left some bitter feelings in the minds and hearts of the other players on the team. Each girl headed home, hoping against hope that there would be some kind of repeat performance. ******** Monday morning dawned bright and early. Coach climbed out of bed and went into the shower. He was still recovering from a rough night on Saturday. He had awakened in his office on his couch. He remembered ending practice, and walking into his office. He must have dozed off on the couch (tired from jerking off earlier that morning and from the practice). He had the most incredible dream. His pets, all seven of the girls, grabbed him, touched him, sucked him, licked him. Grace and Faith had even double teamed and the feeling of those two tongues wrapped around his cock had felt out of this world. The dream must have been more intense then he remembered because when he woke up he was stripped, clothes lying on the floor of his office and a couple drops of cum on his tip and sac. He was so satisfied from the dream; he went home, took a shower and climbed into bed. Now, it was Monday and he wasn't sure what to do. He'd never had a dream that was so intense that he had cum before. He needed to act as normal as possible or he would start treating the girls differently and someone would notice. Climbing out of the shower he quickly dressed and headed to the school. ******** Coach felt he had done fairly well maintaining his cool when one of his girls was in his class. There had been one moment during history studies that his eyes had connected with Miss's and there had been a sizzling feeling down his spine straight to his cock. He had lost his balance and place for the briefest time, and she had only smiled at him. Thankfully, someone had banged a book closed and he had been able to get his attention back on the class. There was something about that sizzle that just made his cock twitch in his pants. His biggest problem came when practice time arrived. He just couldn't keep his mind on the game. All he did was imagine each of his girls bent at the waist, ass and pussy exposed, tits visible, their skin glowing from sweat. Finally, he gave up and called the team into a circle. "Girls, I think we've done all we can do today. I want you to run ten laps around the gym and then you can shower and leave. I have some paperwork I have to work on in my office, so please don't abuse my trust. Finish up the laps without me." "Yes, Sir," came the chorused reply. Each girl had a thought in her mind, wondering why he was so aloof after the fabulous time they'd had on Saturday. Maybe, they thought, they had pushed him too far. How could he be so casual and walk away before the end of practice....he'd never done that. With little smiles and questioning looks, the girls began running their ten laps. No one noticed that Bell was slower than everyone else. Sometimes, being the big girl she wasn't as fast, but she still did her share. Bell was a junior on the team. She had been training with Coach, Miss, Angel and Virginia for three years. She was a starter on the team. Her long rich chocolate brown shined to perfection when cleaned and brushed. Her brown eyes were oval and intense. She was the one girl that was on the bigger side. She was healthy, but she had the curves and sexiness that only comes with a little meat on the bones. She was a plus size 20 in most clothes. Her ass was the sweetest thing. It is out there making you want to smack it any time you walk by. You just wanted her to shake it around for you. Her pussy was shaved smooth, and her pussy lips were big and could often be seen from a distance Bell tried desperately to hide her smile. She had fallen two laps behind everyone else. So, she was the last one to head for the showers. Walking past Coach's office, she stopped and stuck her head through the door. "Coach, everyone else is gone for the day. I was a little slower today. So, I'm the last one here, and I'm headed for the showers now. I thought you'd want to know." "Thanks, Bell, enjoy your shower." Coach had only looked up for a second disappointing Bell to no end. She had wanted to maybe get his attention and do a solo performance with him. After all, if Miss were included she'd control everything, and Bell just wanted Coach to herself. Shrugging her shoulders she headed into the locker room. Opening her locker, her face brightened. There inside the locker was her seven inch dildo. She had used if before on days like this when the other girls were gone first. She knew that at times Coach had watched her. An idea started forming in her mind as she smiled and undressed. Coach was instantly aware of his situation. His dream seemed so real watching all their bodies move, picturing their pussies and asses bare to him. He couldn't seem to keep his mind off of it, and just his luck Bell was the last one here. She always used her dildo when she was the last one there. He wanted to get a peek. He was so hot and horny. He desperately needed the release jacking off after watching Bell would bring. Silently, he went over to his diploma on the wall. He took the diploma off the wall, revealing a hole that allowed the perfect view of the girl's locker room and showers. Whoever had put the Coach's office next to the girl's locker room had been a genius. Coach had also appreciated the small hole he had tried to fix in the beginning. Somehow though, it had only gotten bigger. Peeking through the hole, he watched as Bell slowly made her way to the shower. He was in luck, he could see the flesh colored dildo in her hand. He hadn't missed the show. Bell walked towards the shower, pretending to stretch her neck she peered over her shoulder, seeing that the hole was showing light, she knew Coach was watching. She was ready to give him the show of his and her life. Unwrapping the towel from around her body, she draped it on the hook outside the shower. Walking into the shower, she sashayed her hips a little more then usual making her large ass sway, she felt sexy, wanted to look sexy for him, for her Coach. Wanting to stay as close to the hole as possible Bell went to the first shower head and turned the water on, making sure it was the temperature she liked. Coach looked on with fervent desire. He loved the way Bell was built. She was bigger than each of the other girls, but her body and attitude was still sexy. Bell had a nice round ass that Coach often thought about. Her curves only made her look delicious and desirable to him. There was something to be said about being soft and cuddly instead of skin and bones. He loved her large 40D breasts that swung gently as she walked. She was gorgeous and his cock knew it. Bell, feeling a little timid, began to soap up her washcloth. Turning so that the front of her body faced her Coach's watching eyes, she brought the washcloth to her throat. She rubbed it over her neck, thinking about a lover's caress. Running it down her left arm and back up again, her breathing began to increase. The washcloth trailed down and up her right arm and over her collar bone. Bell felt so sensual. She lightly brushed the washcloth over her right breast, tantalizingly slow, giving her body a jolt of awareness. Her nipple became the center point for all the feeling in her body. She gasped as she ran the cloth underneath her breast bringing it over to the left breast. She rubbed it around, leaving soap suds in her wake and then slowly brought it to her left nipple which she pinched, causing her to loudly gasp. Coach stood there watching Bell. He was drawn to her erotic and sensual washing today. She seemed to be more aware of her own body, washing slower than normal. She was caressing her large full breasts. He heard her small gasp of pleasure and wondered what she had done to cause her response. How he would love to gain that response from her beautiful mouth. Coach couldn't take too much more of the show. He was so hard. He unzipped his pants, pulled his cock out between the zipper and rubbed the tip of his cock. 'Oh god,' he thought. 'This feels so good. I am so hard and slick already with precum.' Beth slowly made herself leave her breast traveling down her tummy to her navel, washing herself felt naughty and arousing. Bell turned around so that her ass was facing her Coach. Putting the cloth at the top of her left leg she slowly made her way down the outside, bending at the waist to get all the way down. She spread her legs, opening herself up for the Coach's eyes. Knowing that he could see her, totally exposed, she brought the cloth up the inside of her left leg inch by inch, making it last. The water was spraying all over her back, running down her ass into her pussy, causing so many sensations. Her hand wandered up farther, to her thigh, traveling to her pussy. Cupping her hand around the washcloth, Bell began rubbing her mound, washing it, and teasing it. She could feel the steam coming off of her love-box. It was beyond ready for some attention. Dropping the washcloth, she brought her hand to herself. She extended two fingers and brought them to her clit. It was peeking out slightly from under her hood. She very gently started to rub the tip of her fingers in small circles making it distend further. "Oh yeah, you naughty girl, doesn't that feel good?" she whispered. Coach watched with awe and shock. His pet, Bell, was touching herself. He could see her becoming more aroused by the minute. Somehow, he could smell her arousal. It was the smell of young sweet juices, giving him the hard on of his life. His hand was around his shaft, slowly moving up and down. He was trying to keep his arousal under control. He didn't want to cum too soon, but his whole body was aching with need, with desire. She was sexy as hell, rubbing herself, washing her body with graceful sensuality. Bell was so hot; she started to forget where she was. Her mind was centered solely on the feelings of pleasure and delight she was receiving from her own touch. She remembered her dildo, which she had set down in order to use the cloth. She grabbed for it, and laid down on the shower tiled floor. She spread her legs with her knees up, opening her pussy wide, facing the Coach without really thinking about it. She brought her left hand down and began spreading her lips, opening her pussy, making it ready for penetration. She slowly moved one finger around and around feeling the steamy moisture she was producing. Bringing the dildo tip down to her pussy with her right hand, she slowly pushed the head into her body. The spray from the showerhead beat down on her body. Her nipples felt each drop sending a new wave of desire to her cunt every time. Her whole body felt so sensitive with the water running in rivulets around and over every inch. The tip of the dildo was pushed in another inch causing Bell to gasp and arch her back. Coach was full and hard with want and need. Bell's show was more sensual then it ever had been. He was in a trance, watching her touch was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. Without real thought or intention he found himself walking out of his office and into the locker room. He needed to smell and hear her, his girl. The locker room was warm and steamy from the shower; his skin was uncomfortable under all his clothing. He took off his shirt without thought, just wanting to be comfortable. Walking to the wall that separated the main room from the shower, he put his head around the doorway. Seeing her lying on the floor with the water beating down on her body and watching the dildo slide into her, he caught his breath. She was the sexiest thing he'd ever laid eyes on. Bell was in her own world. No longer thinking about where she was, she started working the dildo into her pussy. It slipped out a little and went back in further, bringing a small gasp from her lips every time. She was on fire. Her body was aching for the release that she kept away. She arched her back bringing her ass off the tile and shoving the dildo in deeper at the same time. She almost had all seven inches inside of herself. She took a breath and shoved the remaining few inches, gasping out loud as her body clenched around it. Coach undid his belt and the button holding up his pants up. Watching Bell, he pulled his pants down off his legs, stopping to take off his tennis shoes and socks. His boxers soon followed, leaving his skin free of the irritation. He slowly walked forward, drawn to her scent, her gasps, and her beautiful curvaceous sensuality. She seemed to be unaware of his presence. Kneeling down between her legs, he slowly pushed her fingers off the dildo, replacing them with his. He started pushing and pulling just the tiniest bit in and out of her. Hearing her gasps of pleasure, he began to pull out more and push it in harder. He could feel the resistance pf her tightness, but he would not be swayed. Bell was in a world of her own; on a plateau of sexual pleasure beyond anything she had ever known. Pulling both hands away from her sex, she brought them to her breast, pulling on her erect nipples at the same time Coach pushed the dildo into her. Feeling the electric shock of sensations pulse through her body, she brought her ass off the floor, arching into the pressure, while massaging her breast and teasing her nipples. Bell registered that the situation had changed, but she was so far into her pleasure that she didn't care. Coach was amazed at her beauty. Her body clenching tight around the dildo arching off the floor was a sight too hot to fathom. He brought the dildo completely out, and felt her gasp of disappointment all the way to his toes. He would make it better. He would take care of her. Slowly he eased his mouth down to her creamy sex, opening his mouth; he let his tongue lap at her clit. "AHH, UHH" they both gasped. Bell's body writhed under him. "Yes," she said. "That feels so good." Coach lapped at her a few more times, then slowly as if in a trance moved his body in between her legs. The tip of his cock was at her lips, feeling her heat pouring out of her. It felt heavenly, knowing she was turned on. Her moisture reached him even there, dripping onto his cock a little bit. He tensed, knowing he was so close to losing his control, but wanting much more to come from the situation. Bell was aching. Her body needed to be filled. It was so empty. Her need came out in her moans and her begging. "Please, mmmmm, please, oh I need it. I need it, please." Her body couldn't stay still it was so close to what she wanted. Her fingers reached down to touch herself only to be pushed away. "Why?" she asked. "I need to cum. I want to cum. I'm aching, please, let me. I..." Her words trailed off, as Coach pushed the head of his cock into her. "YES," they both said at the same time. "YES." Coach moved into her body, wanting her heat to envelope him. She arched her back into him, pulling him into her with her muscles clenching tightly around him. He was in paradise. She was in heaven. It felt like the air around them ceased to exist. Moving his hips forward, he pushed himself into her, he was sheathed. She was perfect. Rotating his hips, he eased out halfway, only to return that disappointed half to her sweetness. She was ripe and ready. He was wet and pulsating. "Turn over," he murmured. Bell registered the request and pushed herself up and over. Her ass now in the air for his view and her nipples grazing the semi cold tiled floor, she spread her legs open, waiting for him, wanting him. She felt him come close, and put the tip of himself at her entrance. She felt him push the walls of her hole open as he shoved all of himself into her in one push. She felt herself expand to give him room only to close tightly around him, feeling the throbbing that excited them both. Coach leaned forward, and grabbed a breast in each hand, as he slowly rocked into her body which cradled him between her legs. She was more exquisite than he had ever dreamed. Her body was made for loving. He put the palms of his hands around her breast, gently massaging them. Feeling her nipples push into his hands, he brought his fingers to them, pinching and then releasing. He could feel the walls of her sex pulse and tighten with every touch. She was burning up. Feeling his own rising heat, he pulled his body up and looked down at her ass. He'd always loved it. It was bigger than the other girls' but that was what made it so wonderful. He playfully brought his hand down on her right ass cheek. He took a sharp intake of air, feeling her body jump and move against him. She bent forward, putting her weight on her elbows and forearms and lowering her head, almost as if she were submitting. He brought his hand back again and brought it down on her left cheek. She jumped again, tightening around him. Coach stroked into her pussy feeling the friction of her walls. His cock was so wet. The water was streaming around them. Reaching down, Coach picked up the discarded dildo. He watched as he pulled himself from Bell's clinging body, and then inserted the dildo back into her cunt. She was tight, resisting the intrusion, but Coach pushed until her body accepted it. Taking a deep breath, Coach pushed the dildo deep into Bell's body. Holding it there with his right hand, he grabbed his cock with his left. He knew his idea was risky, but he didn't register any of the swirling doubts in the back of his head. While gently pushing the dildo into Bell's womb, he put the tip of his cock at Bell's asshole. He gently rubbed the wet head around the small puckered hole, hoping to get her relaxed a little more. Putting the tip right at her hole, he put pressure on himself, while holding his cock in his hand. He put just enough pressure to see the hole open a little. Her gasp made him stop for a moment. Bell who had been in her own world of pleasure up till now, realized that she was no longer alone. Thinking more clearly from that small amount of pain, her eyes flew open and she knew without looking that her Coach had come into the shower and joined her. She was fairly certain he had replaced the dildo in her pussy with his cock for a time. She knew without a doubt that it had been wonderful. Looking over her shoulder at Coach; she quickly realized he was as she had been, in another realm of reality. Knowing that she wanted him to love her in any way possible, she decided not to bring any attention to the situation. Taking a deep breath, she willed her body to relax, and just as she did, she felt the dildo in her pussy being pushed and pulled. Her body was tight with need and desire. She wanted and needed this pleasure from him. She submitted her body and mind. Even in his state of mind, Coach realized that Bell was willing and submitting to him. He knew that she wanted this to happen. Slowly he pushed the head of his cock into her asshole again, making more progress before he stopped. She needed to become more comfortable with it a little at a time. Then, without further thought, he pushed at her tightest hole until the head of his cock had passed her resistance. He heard her gasp, but he didn't process it. Feeling her even tighter in this hole, he had lost all reason. He shoved the rest of his cock into her, taking her, wanting her, needing her. He rested inside of her and slowly worked the fake cock in her pussy. Coach and the Girls Ch. 02 Bell was in a place of pain and pleasure. His entrance into her ass had caused some pain, but her pussy was clenching the dildo. Every time he moved it out a little the squishing noise was proof that her body was sopping wet. Relaxing even more, she began to feel Coach's cock in her ass. It was throbbing and pulsing inside of her. Coach felt the dildo moving against the wall separating her ass and vaginal holes. He was so close, there was no turning back. He began to fuck her ass, slowly at first, trying to make the loving last, but while he pushed into her ass he pushed the dildo into her too. He could feel her body clenching around them both. He knew she was tight with pressure. He began to ride her in earnest, pushing himself into her asshole, feeling her muscles clench. Her breathing became shallow. She was close. He bent his body down onto hers, his stomach against her ass cheeks and lower back. He pushed into her, while holding her close. "It is time, my pet," he whispered. "Yes," she screamed. Bell began convulsing around him. Her muscles squeezing so tight the dildo came out of her cunt followed by her juices. She gushed her cum onto the bathroom floor filling the shower with her smell. Her cries of pleasure, the friction of their skin touching, her ass holding him tight and close, and her release was more then he could take. Echoing her cry, he shoved into her one last time and jettisoned his cum into her ass. He felt her body quivering under his. She collapsed under him, allowing her body to fall unto the shower floor. He followed, lying beside her with his leg in between hers and his right arm wrapped around her back.