Chapter 8
Football coach Al Simpson was the last appointment I had that day. He came to my office at half past three, just as the school day ended. If I was going to change my luck today and get a fuck from somebody out of their teens, Al would be the one. There was plenty of time, and I was free to fuck the rest of the night.
He was all business right from the beginning. It was obvious to me that he had cunt on
his mind just as soon as he came in.
"Hi, babe," he said with a wink. "Ready to check my hot parts? I think I've got one ball lower than the other. Is that serious?"
I couldn't help smiling. He was a very cute guy. If there were still any guys over nineteen that I wouldn't mind fucking, I thought, it would be Al Simpson.
He was only twenty-seven himself, the same age as me, and single, so I didn't have to worry about him hurrying home to a wife. He was rugged and big, and had red hair that was curled and frizzed all over his head. I thought it would be fun to run my hands through it. I wondered if he had a lot of hair around his cock, too.
"Just take your clothes off, Coach, and I'll let you know," I said, in my sexiest, most seductive manner. "Right in there, and wear a towel when you come out, unless you might find it too confining."
He leered at me, undressing me with his eyes, and went into the dressing room. I locked the outer door. I was sure now that I was in for my fourth piece of ass in one day! I'd never had a day like this in my life. First it's famine, then it's a feast when it comes to hard cock, I
told myself.
I don't think he was in there more than two minutes. When he came out, he didn't have a towel on. But he wasn't completely bare-assed, either. He was wearing just a jock strap.
But it was absolutely full! I mean full! The pouch of the jock strap was strained right to the seams with a hard, bulging cock and a couple of super-big balls!
"My, my, you certainly do have a problem there, big boy," I said. "Not only does one ball hang lower, but they're so big you should have a custom-made jock. How do you ever manage to walk around with all that meat hanging between your legs?"
"It isn't easy, doll," he said, laughing. "But there is one way to take some of the strain off my cock, at least."
"Really? What's that?"
With that, he was all over me. He grabbed me and pulled me into his arms. He kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth and pressing his crotch-with all that cock and those big balls-right against my leg.
He nearly squeezed the air right out of my lungs, and he made my cunt squirm with excitement as I felt the wall pressing hard against
my back. He had backed me nearly ten feet across the room as he tried to devour me!
We were just outside the door of my inner office, and when he took a break for air, I gasped. "Inside, buster," I told him. "You don't have a license on horniness, you know."
By that time, I was ready for another fucking. And this time it was going to be on my terms, whether he liked it or not.
He walked in, and I closed the door to that room, too. I didn't want any janitors walking in after hours and catching us fucking our asses off.
Without a word, as he walked toward the bed, I sneaked up behind Al and yanked his jock strap down over that delicious ass of his. I brought it right down over his hard, muscular legs and off of him completely.
He turned around with a grin, his big, stiff prick pointing right at my cunt. "Stick 'em up," he said, then let out a loud guffaw. "Come on, sweetheart, get that fucking uniform off. I wanna drill that cunt of yours. I need a good, hot fuck!"
I wanted to tell him that he'd better give me a good fuck, because I'd already had three damned good ones today from his
players-and I was pretty choosy about the cocks I took on from now on. If a prick couldn't stay hard and give me the kind of deep-cunt fucking I needed, it was not going to be around long in my bed.
"Just lay that hot cock of yours down and be patient," I told him. "This is my office and I'm going to do the fucking around here. I need a good fuck as much as you do, and when my cunt is ready, you'll know about it."
"OK, OK," he said. "Don't get your cunt in an uproar."
I stripped my uniform off quickly, my cunt still hot and wet from my last fuck with Danny, and then unhooked my bra. My tits spilled out, wobbling free, and he stared at the full roundness of them, the rich, jiggly softness of all that tit flesh right in front of him.
My nipples always get hard quickly when I'm excited, and they were rigid right then-full, and more than ready for sucking.
When my panties came down and I tossed them away, Al moved in right away. His hands were all over my soft, curvy body. He caressed my tits, hefting them in his hands, spreading his fingers all over the plump, passion-tilled flesh.
As he held me in his arms, kissing my neck, my shoulders, my ears, I could feel that beautiful hard cock of his right in my crotch. His prick was pounding and hot, and it rubbed against my clit until I told him I had to get into bed and fuck him.
"Lay on your back, sweetheart," I said. "I told you that this was my office. And I intend to fuck you, not the other way around!"
I love to sit on top of a hard cock and feel it slide way up my cunt. In that position, I can do whatever I want to. I'm free to bounce and squirm and twist my cunt in any way I feel like. I can jam a hard prick so far uprne, and rub my clit against the guy's throbbing cock as hard as I want to-whenever the hot feelings inside my cunt need it!
And that's just the way I started to fuck Al. I straddled his body, moving my cunt right over his big, erect prick. He was hotter than hell, and I didn't waste any time rubbing my cuntlips against the head of that luscious, hot cock.
My cuntlips were still wet and slippery from my previous fucking that day. So when he felt the wetness, and the heat from my excited, eager cunt, he thrust his loins upward, and I
took his prick right into my hot pussy.
I settled down slowly, letting his hot, throbbing prick ease into me gently. It was a delicious feeling. I savored every second of that initial plunge, letting his cock rub against the walls of my cunt as I slid down on it. Both of us moaned softly as we felt our bodies connect and start to fuck.
"Ummmm, what a wonderful cock!" I whispered. "You've got such a big, beautiful prick, I might not let you go until morning."
"That's OK with me, baby," he said, cupping his hands around my asscheeks. "I got no place to go."
I rocked slowly at first, letting my cunt juice warm his long, stiff cockshaft. I let the wetness slick up his hard meat, lathering the whole cockshaft until he was slipping in and out of my cunt with a regular, steady beat.
My tits were responding to the steady prodding, too. They felt like they were filled with sparks, churning with hot desire.
I began to feel a hard, aching need deep inside of my cunt. It nagged at me, calling out for harder, faster pumps of my cuntlips up and down on Al's hard cock.
Despite all the fucking I'd had that day, I
was hot and feverish again, yearning to feel his rigid, straining cock giving me a good, rugged fuck.
So I began jumping up and down, springing my knees as fast as I could. My cunt slid up and down, riding his prick, ramming the beautiful cock deep inside of me.
"That's the way to fuck* baby," he groaned. "Fuck me hard, baby. Don't spare the horses. I want to feel your cunt meat all the way down into my balls!"
I was only half-listening. I get sort of distant, my mind in a fog, when I'm fucking hard. And I was beginning to get into it good by then.
I dimly heard him saying something about fucking hard. I thought it was kind of funny. He sure as hell didn't have to tell me to fuck that hard cock of his hard! That's just what I was doing-and I was only getting started.
Al was in top shape, hard and strong, and full of energy. I knew this was going to be a long, fuck-filled night. Neither of us was going to go home early, that was for sure!
I raced to get him off fast that first time. I wanted to set a new world record for cracking a pair of hot nuts. Al was not going to take
long to shoot his cum, I was sure. He was so fucking hard! His cock had pounded relentlessly in my cunt almost from the moment I first slid down on it. And he got hotter by the second as I fucked him.
My cunt was getting juicier by the second, too. I squirmed and twisted, my tits flying every which way, with every jerk of my hot body. I threw my head back and let my mind follow my rampaging cunt.
I concentrated on Al's burgeoning prick, feeling his rough, demanding hardness splitting my cunt apart as he drove up and down beneath me.
It was tough for him, I thought. He's not used to laying down, letting a woman fuck him. He wants to get up and ram me hard with that enormous prick of his. But he went along with my desire to be on top this time.
I loved it! I was riding his tough, sinewy prick like an untamed colt. I felt him rubbing that hot cock against my clit, the heat of his prick seeping right through my cunt walls and spreading out over my loins.
And all this hot bouncing and jerking and writhing-by the both of us!-began to take its toll. He was grimacing and straining, and
beginning to whimper softly as I brought him to the edge of exploding into orgasm.
"Like my cunt? Hot enough for you? Like the way I grind it around on your cock?" f wanted reassurance from him that I was turning him on. I wanted to hear him say the words.
"Hell, yes! I've wanted to fuck your ass ever since you started working here. You've got the best body in the whole fucking town!"
His words were just what I needed to get me off. I felt that hot spinning in my cunt that always came just before I climaxed.
I went way up-almost on my toes-and brought my cunt down hard on his cock, over and over. My hands were out in front of me, clawing at thin air, my eyes squeezed shut as I concentrated all my thoughts on my clit and my hot cunt.
Then it came. My cunt felt like it was going to soar into space. It plucked at my clit, and my hot juice shot from deep inside of my cunt, pouring down over Al's prick, blanketing him instantly. It was really hot juice, rolling slickly and smoothly like a rich sauce.
My loins screamed with release as I bucked and heaved, whining with a delicious, aching
pleasure. My neck was tensed, every muscle, every vein bulging and ready to burst.
I felt the waves of ecstasy sweep right up my back, flash across my shoulders and hit my brain with the force of an H-bomb.
"Ohhh, Christ, Al! FUCK ME!" I screamed. I paid no attention to the fact that I was on top. All I could think of was feeling his hard cock ramming into my hot cunt.
He arched his back again, driving his prick right up to the hilt in my soft, wet pussy. He had swollen up beautifully, his prick twice the size it had been when I'd first slid down on it.
He stayed in that position, with his prick way up in the air-wide and thick, and rock-hard-while I fucked up and down atop him with a furious, frenzied jouncing until I shot a multiple load of hot juice all over his throbbing, red-hot cock.
No man could take that kind of fucking for long. And Al certainly didn't want to!
Just as I was spurting that last big shot of my juice, he hit his peak, and I felt his cock jerk with a spasm of passionate rapture. Then his hot cum filled my cunt!