Chapter 13
With eight consecutive wins under her belt, Terri knew she couldn't let up on the hard training of her team. She ran them ragged, screamed, cajoled, threatened, and when all else failed, a private session in her bedroom brought the boys around to her way of thinking. Her success was so evident, she had even been mentioned in the national news, and had an interview in the city paper.
"Goddammit, pick up those legs!" she shouted to the boys as they did stretching exercises. "You look hke a bunch of ducks out there!"
The boys obeyed.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Bob and another man approaching. She gave them a quick smile, then returned her attention to the boys. She shouted a few more instructions, walked up and down through the rows of lean, muscular bodies, and occasionally slapped a loafer on the ass with the plastic necklace that held her whistle.
"Terri, this is Mr. Moore," Bob said breathlessly.
"How do you do," Terri said, flashing him a smile, then returning her glance to her team. "Goddammit Brad," she shouted, "get your ass down! You look hke a rainbow!"
"Terri," Bob said evenly, the tone he might use with a very stupid child, "this is Mr. Moore." Pause. "From the university."
"Hello," Terri said. "Good to meet you Mr. Moore. Now if you'll excuse me, we've got a lot of work, and a game tonight."
"I'm afraid you don't understand," Bob said again, spacing his words, "this is Mr. Moore from the university."
"Bob, you sound hke a recording," she said exasperated. "What can I do for you, Mr. Moore?" she added.
Mr. Moore smiled expansively. "It's not so much what you can do for me, but what I can do for you," he said, giving her a toothy smile.
Bob interrupted. "Well, I'll leave you two alone," he said, then walked off, clumsily tripping over his feet.
"If we could be alone," Mr. Moore said, "I'm sure you will be pleasantly surprised."
She looked over his shoulder and saw Bob pointing frantically toward the field house, motioning for her to go with Mr. Moore to her office.
"You take over, Bob," she said loudly. Then added to Mr. Moore, "I hope this won't take long."
"As long as you want to make it," he replied. Again the toothy smile. Terri noticed a couple of gold caps and shuddered.
A few moments later they sat in Terri's office, sizing each other up. Terri was repulsed. He was short, fat, and his hair was suspiciously black. His light blue suit made his florid complexion a sunburned red. He wore a large, glassy-looking diamond ring on his right pinkie. A greenish-looking cigar was clenched between his teeth. The after-shave was enough to knock a buzzard off a shit wagon.
Again, Mr. Moore gave her that crocodile smile. He placed his elbows on the desk and steepled his fingers under his chin. Making no effort to be subtle, his eyes were riveted on her tits.
"I'll bet you give one hell of a blow-job," he said.
Terri was stunned. "What?" she stammered. Surely she had misunderstood!
"I said, I'll bet you give one hell of a blow-job," he repeated, squinting his eyes.
Terri gave him a cold glare. Then after a few seconds, she said, "As a matter of fact I do. But, you'll never find out. Now get the fuck out of my office!"
"Settle down sister," the man said. "We both know the only reason you wanted to be a coach was so you could suck all that young cock." His eyes were hard and glinty.
"Look here, you slimy little bastard ..."
"Hey, don't get your ass in an uproar," the man said, standing up. "I'm just gonna give you the chance to suck some college cock." He grabbed her by the shoulders. "But first, you're gonna suck my dick, to show me how much you appreciate my offer!"
When Terri slapped him, his cigar went sailing out of his mouth and hit the wall with a thud. The man stood there stunned for the longest time, unable to comprehend the situation. His eyes were bulging murderously.
"You don't understand, you little cunt," he said. "I'm a scout!"
"Then go tie some knots or light a fire," Terri said, her voice as flinty as steel. "Just get the fuck out of my office to do it!" She freed herself from his meaty embrace.
"Hey, hey," he said, grabbing her again. "I like 'em with a lot of spirit!"
Terri brought her right knee up hard, crunching it against his nuts. The man bent double, gagging and spluttering. She backed up and opened the door.
"Out," she said evenly, "before I forget I'm a lady, and break your goddamned neck!"
"You stupid bitch!" the man groaned. "You just kissed twenty thousand smackers goodbye!".
"Let me tell you something, Mr. Moore," Terri said softly. "If it meant working with you, I wouldn't do it for a million dollars cash! Now, out!"
The man stumbled through the door, looking over his shoulder. "I'll have you blackballed for this, you dizzy cunt!"
Terri looked heavenward, touched her chest and said in a mocking voice, "Break, heart, break!"
Then she slammed the door.
She sat down behind her desk, too pissed to cry. Instead, she started laughing.
"Sounded like a party going on in here," Brad said opening the door. He looked at Terri. She was still laughing.
"Come here," Terri said. "Renew my faith in man."
"Huh?"
"Trot your little ass over here and drop your pants," she said, eyeing his crotch.
"Bob sent me in here for the play book," Brad said, licking his lips nervously.
"Well, just remember he's assistant coach and I'm head coach," Terri said softly. "And right now I'm gonna give you some head!"
Brad felt the blood rush to his loins, stiffening his prick. He walked behind the desk and stood in front of Terri. He flinched when she touched the bulging mass in his pants.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Terri whispered, pulling down his pants, revealing his half-hard dick. "I like them this way. I love feeling them get hard in my mouth!"
She gobbled his rubbery cock between her lips and sank her mouth down around the growing shaft. She felt his ballooning cockhead slip into the back of her throat, and throb against her tonsils.
She cupped his furry balls, pulling them against her neck. Again she moaned with ecstasy.
"Damn, you must need it bad!" Brad said, his voice a whisper. He hunched his body forward and held the back of her head. "Oh baby, I need it too! Suck it good!"
Swiftly, Terri began pulling his now rock-hard cock in and out of her mouth, digging the end of it into the back of her throat. She could feel the dehcate outline of the thick vein that ran along the underside of his shaft. She bared her teeth, gently scraping the rubbery skin. She flickered her tongue under his fleshy foreskin and licked around the large head, savoring the delicious flavor of dried piss and cum.
"Suck my balls too!" Brad moaned, feeling ripples of pleasure sear into the base of his cock. "Put them both in your mouth and wash them!"
Terri did as she was told. She removed the monstrous slab of meat, allowing it to slap against his stomach. She sucked his nuts into her mouth one at a time, then together, totally filling out her cheeks. She wallowed them around on her tongue, then tried to swallow them. She pursed her hps tightly, then pulled her face away, flopping the gigantic, hairy orbs from between her hps. She then grabbed his prick and crammed it back into her mouth.
"Hey, you'd better slow down a little," Brad grunted. "I'm about to shoot off any second!" His urgency only made Terri increase the passion of her sucking. She jacked his shaft back and forth while she hcked and sucked his cockhead with swirling motions. She felt it swell in size. She removed it from her mouth for a few seconds just to admire and kiss it, then plunged it back into her throat.
"Shit!" Brad winced. "I don't know how much longer I can hold out!"
"Okay, I'll go a little easier," Terri said with a teasing voice. She held his hips with both hands and began licking up and down the underside of his throbbing shaft with the tip of her hungry, pink tongue.
Brad felt an almost unbearable throb in his nuts as the churning wads of cum almost boiled over. He jerked his crotch against her face, trying to ram his cock between her hps. Terri avoided his thrusts, turning her head sideways.
"Suck it!" Brad groaned. "Goddamn, stick it back in your mouth and suck me, I can't stand it!"
"I thought you wanted to take your time," Terri said playfully. "Just doing what you asked."
"Well, I'm asking you now to suck it, you fucking cocksucker, before I go nuts!"
"Nuts?" Terri said. "Sure." She pulled his balls back into her mouth and began washing them with her tongue.
Brad winced with agonized pain. "Goddammit!" he whispered, "Suck it!" He held her head with both hands and rammed his cock between her lips. Although she pursed her lips, he managed to drive the full length into the back of her throat. "SUCK IT, YOU CUM-EATING CUNT!! SUCK MY COCK!!"
Game time was over. Terri began sucking and pulling on his prod like a hungry animal, smacking her face hard into his sweaty crotch, matching his hand pressure behind her head. She felt his dick begin to jerk and throb, and then a hot blast of warmth against the back of her throat.
"OH FUCK!" Brad gasped, plowing the first boiling wad of sperm into her lungs. "SUCK IT ALL OUT AND EAT IT!"
His thick, creamy load began to squirt and spew with savage jolts of splattering pressure, thoroughly filming up her cheeks, mouth and throat. Huge globs of jism poured into her voice-box, causing her to choke. She drank long and deep, trying to absorb every drop, but his load was so intense and plentiful, masses of fluid squirted from the corners of her mouth, oozing onto her chin and neck.
She felt a burning, throbbing sensation between her legs as her pussy muscles contracted. The rippling waves of ecstasy began to spasm, soaking up her panties with cunt juice. She gurgled a muffled moan, her lips hungrily lapping around the base of Brad's exploding cock. She could feel the steaming wads of cum vibrating against her chin as his nuts pressed against her flesh. Another stab of orgasm thundered into the back of her pussy.
Brad finally gouged his cock forward, emptying again using the tone he reserved for dogs and slightly backward children.
"As a matter of fact, he did," Terri said, sitting up straight. "But I turned him down."
"You what?"
"I said I turned him down."
Bob shook his head in disbelief. "Why?" he stammered. "In God's name, why?"
"Because he was a lizard. A slimy, scaly lizard. And after spending five minutes with him, I felt like brushing my teeth, washing my hair, taking a bath and having an enema!"
"I hope you did the right thing," Bob said.
"Believe me, I did." the last of his climax into her throat, then he relaxed. He exhaled loudly and shook his head.
"Damn," he whispered after a few seconds, "I feel like I stuck my cock in a milking machine!"
Terri pulled her face away from his crotch, then licked and sucked the stray drops of creamy sperm. She gave the underside of his prick a hngering kiss, then sat back in her chair, her eyes closed. She could still feel the delicious wads of cum seeping down into her stomach. She smiled like a cat who has just finished a bowl of warm cream.
Brad pulled his pants up and leaned against the wall. He looked at Terri and found that his throbbing cock was still ready for action. He was about to suggest another round, perhaps a little slower this time, but there was a knock on the door.
"Where the hell's that play book?" Bob said, giving Brad a scornful look.
"It's okay," Terri said. "He was busy."
"Well, get your butt back out there, we've still got a lot to do before the game tonight," Bob said to Brad.
Brad walked out of the office as if in a dream. Bob looked at his retreating figure, then turned to Terri.
"Well, how did it go!" he asked. "Marvelous," Terri said, her voice sounding far-away.
"He offer you a job?" "Huh?"
"Did Mr. Moore Offer You A Job?" Bob Asked, Chapter Fourteen
The football season was now over, and although her team had made the district play-offs, and won by a four point margin, Terri felt miserable.
She walked in the snow that fell on the empty field, and glanced up at the empty bleachers. She felt as empty as those seats, and pulled her coat collar higher. Spring training seemed a million years away, and the past season with the cheering mobs, the sweaty, steam-filled locker rooms, the trials, the hard work, seemed to be a dream.
So wrapped up in her reverie, she hardly noticed the figure running across the field. She turned, startled, when Susan spoke.
"There's a guy from the university here," she said. "He's waiting for you in your office."
"Give him a message for me," Terri said. "Tell him to get fucked."
Susan was shocked. Then she giggled. "Are you sure you want me to say that?"
"Perfectly sure," Terri answered, remembering the sleezy character she had met a couple of months before. "And do me a favor, would you? Tell the principal I'm going home."
"Is the party still on for Saturday night?" Susan asked before leaving.
Terri suddenly remembered the big celebration they were supposed to have. Even the idea of having her entire team and coaching staff over didn't elevate her morose mood.
"Sure," she said. "See you Saturday."
Shuffling through the snow, Terri walked to her car and drove home. She poured herself a stiff drink, then slipped into a gossamer negligee. The air around her seemed to be thick with depression.
The telephone rang.
"Terri?" the voice said. "This is Susan. That guy from the university is on his way over there. I hope it's okay. I gave him your address."
"You what!" Terri said, standing up.
Just then the doorbell rang. "Oh shit!" she said. "That bastard is here. I'll see you later, Susan." She hung up the phone and looked at the door. "Why me?" she said softly, looking toward the ceiling.
"All right, you slimy httle sonofabitch ... " she said, opening the door. "I ... I ... "
The man standing in the doorway was nothing like the man she had seen a couple of months ago! He was tall, muscular, and had rich brown hair. An easy smile clung to his lips, revealing even, white teeth.
"I'm ... I'm sorry," she stammered, unable to take her eyes away from his. "I thought ... that is, I ... " Her voice trailed off to a squeak.
"Hello," the man said. His voice was deep and resonant. "I'm Coach MacKenzie. Greg MacKenzie. May I talk with you?"
"Sure," Terri whispered, then cleared heri throat. "Sure, come on in."
After they sat down, he gave her another of his smiles. Terri was glad she was sitting, otherwise her knees would have buckled.
"I came over to see if I could convince you to consider our offer as assistant coach. Seems I can': pick up a newspaper anymore without reading about you and your team. Your winning team, that is. You see, the university has been looking for someone with your capabilities, and I'm prepared to give you five thousand more than Mr. Moore offered."
The mention of Mr. Moore's name made Terri flinch. Even Coach MacKenzie's charm couldn't possibly erase the memory of that day. She started to object, to reply coolly that she wasn't interested, but the coach interrupted her.
"Quite frankly, you're not quite the ogre Mr. Moore painted. You're quite lovely, in fact."
"Wha ... What did Mr. Moore say exactly?" Terri said softly.
"Well, he said you were a cigar-smoking dyke who tried to seduce him and he had to flee your office." He paused slightly, then added, "That story never did jell with me, so that's why I came over personally."
"That bastard!" Terri said, suffused with anger. "That goddamned lying lizard!" She looked intently at the man. "You want to know what really happened? I'll tell you."
When she had finished her story, her anger was spent, but Coach MacKenzie was livid with rage. He stood up and began pacing the floor. "I'll kill the sonofabitch!" he said several times under his breath.
Terri should have taken careful note. This would be the angriest anyone would ever see Coach MacKenzie. It even frightened her a little as she watched this hulking giant, his neck veins popping out, his knuckles white. He looked mad enough to kill. Terri found herself in the position of placating him.
"Here, let me get you a drink," she said. "Don't worry about him. I don't. And besides, I can take care of myself."
His anger subsided almost instantly. "I'll bet you can," he said. Then he added quickly. "That's why I want you."
And, God, do I want you, Terri thought! I'd like that big cock pounding in my guts all night! Those marvelous legs crushing me! Her pussy began to swell and pulsate, aching with hungry desire.
"I don't know," she said. "It's a big decision." She couldn't stop herself from glancing at the bulge in his trousers. "A big decision."
Without warning, things clicked. Neither Greg nor Terri would ever remember how it happened, but one moment they were standing apart, looking into each other's eyes, and the next, they were embracing like longtime lovers, their mouths and hands everywhere.
"Say yes," he moaned into her mouth. "God, say yes!"
"Anything!" Terri heard herself say. At that moment he could have asked her to fly to the moon and she would have started flapping her arms. "Yes!" she whispered wetly against his lips.
Not knowing when or how he had done it, Terri felt his naked body next to hers, his throbbing cock pressing against her flat stomach. She ran her fingers over his massive shoulders, down to the small of his back, and cupped his small, hairy ass.
"Oh God, fuck me!" she whispered, digging her tongue between his lips. "I need you so bad!"
"I will, baby," he whispered back, running his hands over her breasts. "Oh God, will I ever!"
He lowered her to the couch on her back and lay on top of her, gently spreading her legs with his knees. He humped forward, nuzzling his swollen cockhead against the slick, furry entrance of her burning pussy.
"God, you're beautiful!" he whispered, kissing her neck, her shoulders, then leaving a glistening trail of warmth, kissed her breasts. He chewed and licked the pulsating nipples, sucking the delicious buds across the roof of his mouth. "So fucking beautiful," he murmured.
Terri wrapped her legs around his ass and pumped her cunt upward, sucking in a couple of hard inches of cock. She gasped passionately as the thick, massive meat stretched and pulled her pussy walls, totally filling her up. She contracted her muscles and sucked in another few inches.
"Give me all of it!" she whispered, lowering her face to kiss the top of his head. She kissed and licked his hair, pulling it between her teeth. Her body was on fire with hot, aching desire. "Oh God, shove all that beautiful cock in my pussy and FUCK ME!!"
Greg withdrew his enormous prick, then stabbed inward, slamming the entire length into the back of her cunt. He ground his crotch around against hers, the base of his dick throbbing against her sucking cunt opening. His nuts rolled upward, then nestled wetly against her shitter opening.
"I wish this could last forever!" he said, his voice muffled against her jutting tits. "I've never had it this good!"
Terri, herself, couldn't remember when it had been so wonderful. His cock seemed alive, like a probing snake, slicking in and out of her pussy. She locked her ankles together behind him and began pumping wildly, slamming his prick violently into her guts. Already, she could feel the delicious pangs of orgasm about to explode. Her body began to tingle, ripple with hot, lustful ecstasy. She gasped for air.
"FUCK ME! OH GOD, FUCK ME FOREVER!!" she wailed, her voice a gargle of desire.
Her first climax thundered into her cunt hke a spike being hammered in with a baseball bat. Her body shook violently, and every muscle tightened, almost pulling from their sockets. So intense was her pleasure, she couldn't even cry out in release. The wave of climax swept upward, tearing into her spine, shooting upward, exploding in her brain.
For several long seconds, the pleasure crescen-doed, then it slowly subside, only to be pushed aside by another gut-crunching orgasm.
"FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" she chanted, her words barely intelligible, as the spasms of pure torture gripped her with jolts of hot release.
Greg's own pleasure had reached the level of being unbearable. He began thundering his prick in and out of her bubbling pussy with machine-like thrusts, smacking his full weight against hers. His nuts felt as if they would explode at any second.
"Oh baby I hate to, but I'm gonna shoot my load!" he gasped. "I wish I could hold back a little ... "
Before he could complete the sentence, the base of his cock jerked violently, shooting the first bolting wad of cum up the center of his shaft, splattering into Terri's guts.
"UNNNGGGHHHHHH!" he winced loudly. "TAKE IT IN YOUR PUSSY I'M ... I'M ... OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
When the thick, boiling wads of sperm shot into the back of her churning cunt, Terri let out a tortured scream. Each grinding glob of semen seemed to carry with it a new and even more explosive orgasm. She rocked her body up and down, thrusting her hips brutally against his crotch, her cunt sucking wildly on every drop.
"GIVE IT TO ME! GOD, FILL ME UP WITH HOT CUM!" she moaned, hearing her pussy smack noisily under his assault.
"I'm going to pound my load into your fucking brain!" Greg whispered, raising his head and clamping his mouth on hers.
Their bodies lunged together in perfect rhythm, until Greg had unloaded the last of his boihng orgasm. Still kissing and fucking, they began to relax slowly, until the only movement was the steady, slow thrust of his cock.
"I think we'll work out pretty good together," Greg said finally.
"Mmmmm. I think so too!" Terri whispered.
"You know," Greg said, looking into her eyes, "I guess all men are alike in some ways."
"How's that?"
"I'll bet Moore was right. I bet you do give one hell of a blow-job."
"Why don't I show you?" she said. "You can judge me on a scale of one to ten."
Later, gasping for air, he held up ten fingers.