Chapter 2
"And here are the locker rooms," Bob was saying, opening the double doors. "That's the last of the grand tour!"
He had managed to gain his composure, but his attitude was now frosty and reserved. It was obvious he wasn't exactly thrilled with having a female coach for the football team. He had said as much with several cautious remarks, but Terri chose to ignore them. She had run into this kind of reaction before-all through college and graduate school, as a matter of fact-and it had become more boring than irritating by now.
"Now if you will excuse me, I have to check on some equipment," Bob said. "See you later."
Terri shrugged her shoulders and idly glanced around the locker room. There was something about the smell of sweaty bodies and the musky aroma of wet towels that had always excited her. She sat down on one of the paint-chipped benches and smiled. It had taken her a long time, but she finally had made it!
Everyone had been amused, then shocked when she showed the determination to teach male athletics. The school board had been especially tiresome, suggesting instead that she coach the girl's Softball team. She had. stood her ground, however, and after arguments, cajoling, then outright threats to file a discrimination suit, she had been appointed on the basis of her qualifications.
"What the fuck!" a voice called out.
Terri glanced up and saw a young boy coming out of the shower, his body covered with rivulets of water. He tried to wrap his towel around his middle, but in his confusion, dropped it, then stepped on it, and almost fell over retrieving it. Terri was treated to a delicious view of his long, limp cock flopping wildly against the insides of his thighs and against his stomach.
"You'd better get the hell out of here lady," the boy stammered, shooting furtive glances toward the door. "The new coach is supposed to be here and if he catches me here with a woman, I'll get kicked off the team for sure!"
"I'm the new coach," Terri said evenly.
"Huh?"
"I'm coach Underwood," Terri said standing up and folding her arms. "Who are you?"
"Brad Foster," the boy answered, swallowing hard. Then he added, furrowing his brows, "A lady coach?"
"Something tells me I'm going to get very tired of hearing those words," Terri said. "How about spreading the word to the rest of the boys just to call me Coach Underwood, and not the Lady Coach."
"You mean you know football?" Brad asked.
"Probably better than you," Terri answered. "All I'm asking is just a chance to prove myself."
Brad grinned. "Well, you don't have much to work with," he said. "We've been in last place in our district for the past five years."
Terri walked over and traced her fingertip along the inside of his right arm. "Looks to me like I have a lot to work with!" she said. When she did this, Brad's towel dropped to his feet. She looked down at his growing cock. "Mmmmm, a lot to work with!"
Brad jumped as though he had been burned. In his haste to leave, he bounced off one of the lockers, then bounded toward the dressing room. Terri chuckled low, watching his retreating figure, and then laughed when she heard him talking to another boy.
"You're not going to fucking believe this," he was saying, "but we've got ourselves a lady coach! And man, is she one fucking knockout! Man, you should see those tits!"
Terri left the locker room before she was stampeded with the rest of the team. She glanced at her watch and murmured, "Only a few hours until seven, and maybe I can get Bob to change his attitude a little."
"Oh, it's you," Bob said opening the door. "I forgot you were coming over," he lied.
"Would you rather I leave?" Terri asked.
Bob looked at her for a few seconds, then grinned. "Hell no!" he said. "Come on in!"
After a few drinks, Bob's reserve melted. Although he still couldn't fully accept Terri as a coach, and incidentally, his boss, he had to admit the fringe benefits might make up for any deficiencies. He placed his hand on hers, then pulled her close.
"Shall we get to know each other a little better?" he asked, his voice deep and seductive.
"Mmmm, I can't ^ait!" Terri answered, running her fingers up his sculptured torso.
Bob brushed his lips against hers and pulled her close. Her rich, full tits pressed into his chest, and he could feel the throbbing, rubbery nipples pulsate with his heartbeat. He parted his lips and thrust his tongue between her teeth, giving her a long, searching kiss.
While their tongues darted together like two angry snakes, Terri placed the palm of her right hand on his crotch. His cock had become so swollen, she was almost certain it would rip out of his jeans. Slowly, she unzipped him, allowing the thick slab of meat to bob forward, burning against her touch. She swirled the wiry hairs of his crotch around with her fingertips, then lowered them to cup his balls.
"I can't wait to have that big dick inside me!" she murmured wetly against his mouth.
"You won't have to!" Bob said, unbuttoning her blouse.
Terri was hardly even aware that Bob was undressing her. His touch was so smooth and deft, more like a concert violinist than a football coach. The delicious combination of his lumbering hulk and his gentle way filled her with burning, hungry desire. She began tearing at his jeans, unable to control herself any longer.
"God, I need it!" she winced with passion. "I need it so bad I can taste it!"
"You want to suck me?" Bob asked.
"No!" Terri answered. "I mean, yes! But right now, I .want you to fuck me! God, please fuck me!"
Bob pushed her to her back and lay fully on top of her body. Gently, he nudged her thighs apart with his knees and dug the end of his prick against her frothy, tight cunt opening. His balls flopped forward, brushing against her asshole.
"Ooooohhhh!" Terri moaned when she felt his cockhead slip between the folds of skin that surrounded her pussy. "So . . . so big!"
"Oh baby, this is going to be so good!" Bob moaned, slipping in a couple of inches of cock.
Terri grunted loudly as the thick, hard meat stretched and pulled against the narrow tunnel of her cunt canal. She constricted her muscles in a sucking motion, totally engulfing the monstrous shaft with juicy warmth. She reached under and grasped his balls, grinding them around against the insides of her thighs.
Lowering his head, Bob buried his face between her full, upturned breasts. He ran his tongue over and around the delicious mounds, occasionally sucking the hard, throbbing nipples into his mouth and sliding them across his teeth. He withdrew his cock slowly, until it was almost out of her pussy, then stabbed forward. At the same time, he bit down on her tits.
The pain and pleasure mixture almost drove Terri wild. She jerked forward, pursing her slit lips around his cock, trying to suck it fully into her cunt.
Again, Bob withdrew slowly, but this time, he plowed deeply into her guts until the base of his prick throbbed against her delicate ring of cunt opening. He felt Terri flinch, then shiver.
"God, you're going to tear my pussy apart!" she gasped. "I had no idea it would be so wonderful!"
"Sorry if I hurt you, but you're so fucking tight!" Bob grunted.
"It feels great!" Terri moaned as she kneaded and squeezed his nuts. "Fuck me! God, fuck me hard!"
As he began thrusting in and out of her slit, Bob began chewing and sucking on her tits with increasing hunger. He closed his eyes and gasped against the delicious, soft flesh. He placed his hands on the outsides of her thick, taut mounds and pressed them together, until he could feel her throbbing nipples vibrate against his ears. He stopped all movement for a few seconds, then began pumping in and out of her pussy with staccato slaps.
Terri began screaming silently as the driving, grinding hunk of meat slammed into her guts. She humped forward with each of his inward strokes, thoroughly engulfing his shaft with her sucking, convulsing slit. She released his balls and stroked around his body, placing her palms against his ass. She dug the tips of her fingers against his shitter opening, shivering as the wiry hair scratched her skin.
"This ... is ... so good!" she whispered. "Don't stop! God, don't ever stop fucking me! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!"
Bob's ass became a blur as he pounded in and out of her cunt with intense, rabbit-like jerks. His breathing became so raspy and hoarse, he thought his lungs would burst from the pressure inside his body. He paused for a second, trying desperately to maintain the glorious feeling of her tight, sucking cunt, but it was no use. Both his mind and body were out of control.
"God, I can't hold out much longer!" he gasped against her nipples. "I'm about to shoot off!"
Terri was about to answer when a thundering spasm of climax seared into the back of her cunt. The swelling convulsions jerked forward, up the tunnel of pussy muscle, then exploded wetly, inflaming her clit with throbbing, rippling waves of total release. She screamed out like a wounded panther.
"FUUUCCKK MEEEE! GOD! GOD! GOD! FUCK! FUCK ME! FUCKME FUCKMEEE!"
Bob found it difficult to hold her body down as she writhed in pure, raw orgasmic release. Using the last of his energy, he began throttling into her cunt with wild force, feeling his cockbase begin to throb with the first spewing wad of cum that bolted from his nuts.
"TAKE IT!" he grunted. "TAKE IT YOU FUCKING CUNT!! TAKE EVERY DROP IN YOUR LITTLE PUSSY!!"
Terri froze for a few seconds when she felt the thick, gushing glob of sperm smack out the end of his prick and splatter against her backbone. His cum seemed to expand inside her box, causing a pressure that almost bordered pain.
"UNH! UNH! UNH! UNH!" Bob chanted, his voice echoing the throbbing wads of jism that thundered out the end of his dick.
"ALL OF IT! GOD, GIVE ME ALL OF IT!" Terri panted, feeling a new, more intense stab of ecstasy tear into her pussy. "FUCK ME HARDER! OH GOD, JUST FUCK ME!!!"
His explosive orgasm seemed to have no end. More globs of sperm jerked out of his nuts, until Terri thought she was taking a bath in cum! Their crotches were wet, smacking noisily with the sounds of flesh on flesh. Finally, Bob gave a final plunge, grinding the last of his hot load deeply into her guts.
"Oh fuck!" he winced. "Christ allfucking mighty, that was good!"
Terri's orgasm had peaked, vibrated for several long, delicious seconds, and was now slowly subsiding. She felt a surging, satisfied warmth flow into every muscle in her body, then went limp.
"Can we do this all night?" Terri asked when her breathing finally became more normal.
"I thought that was understood!" Bob whispered, inching his still swollen cock in and out of her cum-splattered cunt.
"Then you don't hate me any more?" Terri asked, remembering how he had acted earlier.
"Tell you what," Bob began, "you can be the big cheese on the football field, but here in my house, I'm the fucking boss!"
"Sounds good to me!" Terri whispered. "Now do what most bosses do best. Fuck me!"