Chapter 6
Tammy wasn't thinking about her mother at all at that moment, actually, though their activities were more connected then than either of them realized. While Marion was fucking her brains out with two football players, Tammy was preparing to seduce Ernie Hanson, their high school coach.
Hanson was a medium-tall, extremely broad-shouldered and thick-legged man in his early fifties. A long time ago he had been a linebacker with the Green Bay Packers. Hanson bragged about this frequently, rarely mentioning that he'd been second string, or that he'd been cut after two years with the team. He had a square jaw, a square face, a crew cut, and looked like a bulldog, as a high school football coach was supposed to look.
He lived down the street from Tammy, in a big ranch-style house with a swimming pool in the backyard. Hanson bragged about the swimming pool too. Tammy didn't know why he turned her on, but he did. For years she'd been watching him as he mowed his lawn on weekends, wondering if she should make him her latest fuck.
It was now three in the afternoon. Tammy didn't know it, but her mother had just finished fucking Doug and Ken out in the woods. Whistling under her breath, the stacked, horny blonde teenager walked across the street towards the Hanson house.
All she had on was a bikini, sandals and a beach towel slung over her shoulder. The bikini was a sheer string, revealing nearly all of her big tits and ripe, peach-shaped little ass. Tammy considered her appearance and giggled vixenishly as she walked up the path to his backyard fence. Ernie Hanson was about to get fucked.
Hanson was sitting on a patio lounger by his pool, reading the sports section of the local paper. He wore a pair of boxer-style swim trunks stretched in the front by his enormous beer belly. He always liked to sunbathe like this after school, usually remaining by the pool until dusk. Tammy knew his habits, had counted on them for the seduction.
Tammy opened the backyard gate and walked towards the pool.
Hanson looked up, then did a double take as he saw what she was wearing.
"Hi, Mr. Hanson!" Tammy said innocently. "I'm sorry for not knocking, but there wasn't anything to knock. I've come to ask you a favor."
Hanson gulped hard as he stared at her luscious young body. "Wh-what's that?"
"Well, I was thinking of trying out for the swimming team next year, see, cause I want to get involved in some athletics. I'm sure you can understand that, being a coach and all. But I need a place to practice first. I was wondering, would it be okay if I swam some laps in your pool?"
Hanson looked as if he'd just swallowed a fly. He couldn't take his eyes off her curvaceous figure. "Uh, I don't see why not," he stammered distractedly. "A coach could never say no to a request like that, heh, heh, heh."
Tammy kicked off her sandals, dropped the towel and skipped to the pool. "Thanks, Mr. Hanson! I promise I won't be long."
With surprisingly good form, Tammy dove from the edge into the water and started swimming around the circumference of the pool; it was much too small to do laps in the conventional sense of the word.
Actually, she had no intention of swimming any more than necessary, just as she had no intention of trying out for any form of organized athletics. Fucking was the only kind of exercise Tammy was interested in, and it had kept her body in wonderful shape so far. It had only been an excuse to visit Ernie Hanson, to show him her body and turn him on, to fuck him.
Tammy breast-stroked easily around the pool for a few minutes, watching him from the corner of her eye when she wasn't underwater.
Ernie was pretending to read his sporting section, but he was a poor actor. It would have been obvious to anyone that he was lustfully admiring her body.
"Whew! I guess that's enough for me!" Climbing out of the pool, Tammy flopped on the towel in front of his lounge chair. "Swimming sure is hard work, isn't it, Mr. Hanson?"
"All sports are hard work, Tammy," Ernie replied automatically, admiring her tits. "You've got to work hard to get ahead, not just in sports but in life."
"I'll say! Hey, Mr. Hanson, do you mind if I sunbathe for a while?" Tammy rolled onto her back and looked at him hopefully. "This is such a nice place for it."
"Why should I mind?" Hanson chuckled.
"Well, it's kind of hard to say this ... "
Tammy paused and tried to look embarrassed. "But I really like to sunbathe in the raw. Would it bother you if I took off my suit, sir? I won't if you don't want me to."
As casually as he could, Ernie folded the sporting section over his rapidly swelling cock. "Uh, no, Tammy, I won't object to that. Just don't let it get around, uh, if you know what I mean."
Tammy smiled, sat up on the towel and undid the strategically placed knots holding the string bikini together. It fell away from her, instantly exposing every inch of her mouth-watering teenage nakedness. Sighing, Tammy stretched out on her back and shut her eyes.
Minutes passed. Even with her eyes closed Tammy could feel Hanson's eyes studying her gorgeous body, devouring her big tits and long legs and the curly-haired triangle of her cunt. It was hard to keep herself from smiling. The seduction was progressing very nicely.
"Uh, Mr. Hanson, I'm sorry to bother you again," she murmured, opening her eyes. "But do you have some tanning butter? I don't want to get burned."
"I have some uh-uh-oil," Hanson croaked. His face was very red; he couldn't take his eyes off her fat, red nipples. "If that's okay."
"Would you mind putting it on me? I always miss places when I do it myself."
Hanson picked up the Coppertone, slid off the lounge chair and knelt beside her on the patio. His hands shook as he poured some oil onto the palm of his hand, then rubbed it gingerly on the middle of Tammy's soft thigh.
"Mmmm, that feels good, Mr. Hanson," Tammy smiled and parted her legs slightly, allowing him a view of her small, curly-haired pussy slit. "Go higher."
Hanson's fingers twitched as he smeared oil on her upper thighs. He rubbed her inner legs with both hands, coming within inches of her pussy. His expression was a mask of frustrated lust.
Tammy judged he was going to lose control of himself at any moment.
What was the point of waiting any longer? "Mr. Hanson," Tammy whispered sweetly, "Can I ask you a question?"
"S-s-sure, darling. Anything you'd like."
"What's that big thing sticking out of your trunks?"
Gasping, Hanson dropped the lotion and stared down at his cock. Obscenely it had formed an enormous tent in his trunks, throbbing noticeably, as hard as iron.
Hanson knew he'd been caught. He flushed beet-red, shuddered from head to toe. Then with a soft little yelp he gave in completely: lunging between Tammy's open thighs, he buried his face in her pussy.
"I can't take it anymore!" he cried, his voice muffled by her cunt-hair. "I want to eat your pussy! I don't care how old you are! I can't fucking stand it!"
Gasping, Tammy sat up and looked down at him with pretended horror. "Mr. Hanson, what are you doing?! You stop that right now!"
Groaning, ignoring her, Hanson thrust his hands under her thighs and gripped the rounded cheeks of her ass. He rubbed his face all over her steaming pussy, as if he couldn't get enough of the intoxicating aroma of her wet, teenage cunt.
Then he began to suck and kiss and lick her pussy, thrusting his tongue into her little pink slit. It soon became obvious that he had mastered subjects other than coaching. Hanson was one of the best pussysuckers Tammy had ever had.
"Ungghhh!" A wanton grimace contorted Tammy's face as she felt his tongue bringing pleasure to her cunt, spreading the fur-fringed lips, darting close to her clit. "Oh, Mr. Hanson!" Helplessly she humped her ass, whimpering as her pussy began to itch and ache and burn. "What're you doing to me! Oh, oh shit! You're making me hot!"
"Love it," Hanson moaned. He tenderly squeezed her ass cheeks and again rubbed his face on her hairy cunt, smearing his cheeks with her fuck juices, like a starving man who hadn't eaten in months. "Tastes so good ... nothing like young twat ... so fucking gooood ... "
Withdrawing one hand from her shivering asscheeks, Hanson slid his fingers up her oiled inner thigh.
Tammy yelped as his fingers parted her swollen cuntlips, pushing into her pussy.
Hanson began to fingerfuck her burning cunt-hole, teasing the underside of her clit with his tongue.
"Unh unh oh yes, unh unh unh unh!" Grunting lewdly, abandoning all pretense of resistance, Tammy thrust her fingers into the football coach's thick, graying hair. "Suck me!" Feverishly she pistoned her asscheeks off the towel, rhythmically pounding her pussy onto his mouth. "Eat it, you big bastard, oh fuck you've got me hot, oh fuck! Suck me, Mr. Hanson! Eat my cunt!"
Hanson buried a third finger in her sopping, swollen pussy. He flicked her clit wildly with the tip of his tongue, making Tammy buck and whine with pleasure as the heat built in the depths of her cunt. Then he wrapped his lips around the hard little bud and sucked it hungrily, simultaneously ramming his fingers all the way into her cunt.
"Cumming!" Tammy shrieked. She locked her thighs around his head and hammered her little ass nimbly off the towel. Even her little asshole throbbed and puckered as the cum drenched her cunt with fuck juice. "Unghhh! Oh Mr. Hanson, it feels so good! Awww awww suck me, oh Christ, oh God I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Repeatedly the spasms pumped through Tammy's pussy, making her clit tingle madly as it was titillated by Hanson's tongue. When she was able to stop humping and open her eyes, the football coach had finally withdrawn his lips from her dripping cunt slit.
His trunks were off, leaving him naked. Beneath his beer belly rose a cock that was of average length but incredibly thick, throbbing and pulsing luridly up and down as he held it in his hand. Fresh desire coursed through Tammy's pussy as she watched clear jism drip from the spongy, heart-shaped knob. Already she was anxious to feel that thick column of cock spearing into her cunt.
"I'm going to fuck you," Hanson whispered hoarsely. He crouched between her sweating thighs and stared hungrily at her wet pussy. "I don't care if you're young. I don't care if you're on the pill. Go ahead and have babies. I've got to cum in your cunt!"
Giggling at his uncontrollable arousal, Tammy spread-eagled her thighs and lifted her knees to her shoulders, completely baring her cunt for the invasion of his prick.
"I'm on the pill, Mr. Hanson. Don't worry. Besides," she added coyly, "it's the least I can do to reward you for the way you sucked my cunt. Go ahead and fuck me as hard as you want!"
Holding his fat cock in his fist, Hanson thrust the knob between the lips of her cunt.
Tammy stiffened and arched her back.
Hanson sat down slowly between her thighs, groaning in ecstasy as inch after inch of his cock bored into her buttery pussy.
She was so wet that insertion was easy, but her teenage cunt was still lusciously tight. Hanson lay motionless on top of her for several seconds, savoring the feel of her stacked young body beneath him, the pressure of her pussy muscles as they sucked, tugged and milked the veined shaft of his aching prick.
"Fuck me, Mr. Hanson!" Unable to control herself, Tammy eagerly humped her ass off the towel. "You've got me so horny! Don't make me wait! Fuck my cunt!"
Hanson settled into a comfortable position on top of her, resting his head between her shoulder and cheek. He sighed as he began to fuck her pussy hard and fast, packing her cunt deeper with every stroke of his thick, hotly pulsing cock.
"Awwww! Haaarder!" Tammy cried. Lifting and locking her thighs around his broad back, she began to pound her cunt onto his cock in an orgy of driven lust. "You're gonna make me cum again, Mr. Hanson! Oh God, keep fucking me! I love your fat cock, it feels so good!"
Hanson turned his head, resting his cheek on her big, jiggling tits. He caught her nipple and sucked it as he fucked her, moaning as he felt the rubbery tip stiffen on his tongue.
His fucking motions became more energetic, despite his age; heavily he slammed his hairy ass up and down between her thighs. Soon they were fucking together as hard as they could, in unison, slapping their sweating bellies luridly together as they feverishly humped.
Tammy felt the heat building inside her pussy, her clit tingling and growing as she prepared to cum. Clawing his brawny shoulders, she pounded her pussy onto his cock and closed her thighs around his waist with all her might.
"Cumming now!" she cried. The sweet spasms gushed through her cock-stuffed pussy, deluging her hairy cunt with juice. "Ungghhh! Oh Mr. Hanson, oh fucking Christ! I'm unh, I'm unh, I'm cuuummmiiinnnggg!"
Repeatedly the cum coursed through her nakedness, reflexively causing the walls of her cunt to contract tightly around Hanson's cock. Hanson moaned as the jism churned in his balls. Suddenly he thrust hard between her thighs, ramming his fat prick as far up her pussy as it would go.
"Ahhhhhh ... "
Streams of white cream flooded up out of his bloated balls, gushing violently from his cock slit.
Tammy whimpered happily as she felt his jism splashing deep inside her ravaged cunt. She flexed her pussy muscles, milking out every drop of his salty cum.
"Oh, that was so good," Hanson moaned. He buried his face on her shoulder and spoke in what sounded like an impassioned entreaty to the heavens. "Please forgive me for fucking a girl this young. I couldn't help it, I couldn't, please forgive me, please ... "
Tammy giggled and pushed him off of her. "Aw, knock off the shit, Mr. Hanson. I wanted you to fuck me, and I really got off on it! To tell the truth, that's the main reason I came over here."
Hanson lay beside her and looked at her in astonishment. "You're joking!"
"No I'm not! All that stuff about the swimming team was a bunch of bullshit. I just wanted to show you my body and turn you on."
Hanson shook his head, obviously shocked and pleased that such a gorgeous young girl could find him so sexually desirable. "I never would have guessed."
"And you were a good fuck, too!" Giggling, Tammy wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a passionate, tongue-twining kiss. "You really were! We can fuck some other time, if you want to. I mean, I practically live next door."
Hanson held her waist and returned the kiss. For nearly a minute their lips pressed together as their tongues thrust deeply into each others' mouths.
Then Tammy noticed that the football coach was getting another hard-on. Smiling, she dropped her hand between his legs and cupped his burgeoning cock.
"I never did pay you back for the fantastic way you ate my pussy, Mr. Hanson," she purred. "I mean, one good suck deserves another, right?"
Understanding her meaning, Hanson sighed and stretched out on his back, with his stone-stiff prick twitching and pulsing in mid-air.
Tammy lay across his enormous belly and wrapped her little fist firmly around the base of his cock.
For nearly a minute she just teased him with her tongue, licking and tickling the fat knob of his cock.
Hanson grunted as his prick swelled harder and longer, and his balls tightened with their growing load of cum.
Then, opening her mouth wide, Tammy dropped her head onto his burning cock. She didn't always give blow jobs, as she preferred to have her pussy eaten, but when she did she made sure that the lucky man would remember her lips and tongue for a long, long time.
Tammy's first boyfriend, whom she'd fucked at a young age, had taught her the key to giving head. The secret wasn't any of the little flicks or caresses extolled in any of the sex manuals. It was sucking, hard, straight, wet, prolonged sucking, and Tammy had never met a man yet who didn't appreciate the simplicity of her technique.
Furiously then, she engulfed the coach's cock. Tammy's cheeks puckered inwards, sharply increasing the suction in her throat. Her lips formed a tight circle around the center of his prick. Then she started to suck his cock extremely hard, until her cheeks flushed brightly with the energy of the blow job.
"Unhhh!" Hanson bit his lip and writhed on the towel, already feeling his balls swelling with his second load of cum. "Oh God, Tammy!" He thrust his hands into her thick blonde hair, pushing more of his stiffened cock down her throat. "That's so nice. Suck it for me now. Eat all of my dick!"
"Ummmllrrrrppp," Tammy slurped. The slobbering sounds came freely from her lips as she worked on Hanson's cock, rolling her tongue frantically all over the knob. She didn't move her head up and down or even bother to tickle his balls. All she did was suck.
And stroke. Tammy tightened her fist around his cockshaft, milking his prick. Then she furiously began to pump her little hand up and down, beating his cock into her mouth.
"Ahhh, fuck!" Hanson gasped. His cock swelled stiffer and stiffer, as if it would burst through the stretched, reddish skin. "Harder, baby! Oh fucking God!"
His balls were swollen to bursting; he was obviously getting close. Tammy took a deep breath through her nose and pushed her head down hard, engulfing over half of his cock. Then she sucked his prick in a shameless fever of lust, applying her last reserves of strength solely to his twitching, pulsing prick.
"Ahhhhhh ... " Hanson moaned.
Gobs of thick jism pumped out of his cockhead in one torrent of cream after another. Tammy moaned as she felt the jism streaming down her throat. The coach's cum tasted delicious. Lewdly she worked her throat muscles, gulping and swallowing down as much as she could.
But it was an incredibly big load, as if he'd never cum that afternoon at all. The jism continued to squirt out of his prick, puffing out Tammy's cheeks as she tried to gulp it all down. Then it ran out of her mouth around his pumping cock, dripping luridly onto her tits.
Afterwards, as they lay side by side on the patio lounger, enjoying the affectionate cuddling that invariably follows a good fuck, Hanson imparted a bit of information that Tammy found extremely interesting.
"You know, I'm kind of surprised you'd be impressed by my dick," Hanson said.
"But it's so thick!" Tammy giggled and squeezed his softened cock. "Don't you believe me?"
"Oh, I believe you, all right. I know it's thick. But still, you know, considering that Johnny's your kid brother, I wouldn't much expect you to be impressed by any guy."
Tammy looked at him questioningly.
Hanson was surprised. "You mean you didn't know? Jesus, I figured for sure you would."
"Know what?"
"The size of your kid brother's dick, that's what!" Hanson replied. "I teach his P.E. class. Christ, all the kids in the locker room call him Kingsnake. I never seen a kid hung like that before. The cock he's got looks like it got stolen off a Shetland Pony."