Homework and Hook-Ups: Fun with the Soccer Team - Sex Stories

Homework and Hook-Ups: Fun with the Soccer Team

It was a warm fall day and the boys' varsity soccer team was scrimmaging. Shirts vs. Skins. Nick was a skin. Some of my colleagues suggested I should support the sports teams, get more "school spirit". Gag. But if it meant getting to see Nick's taught, glistening abs again, well, I guess I could take one for the team. Get it? Nick spotted me and jogged over to where I was sitting. "Hey, Miss Lane. What brings you here?" he asked oh so casually. "Oh, I've always been a sports fan, especially soccer. I even used to play myself. Although back then, we used dinosaur eggs instead of soccer balls." Really? Did I really just use the dinosaur joke? A really bad one at that. Nick laughed, "Miss Lane, you're way too young to be talking like that. Well, from one soccer star to another, do you have any advice for me?" "No, Nicholas, I think you should just keep doing what you're doing." I winked. "Alright, well thanks. Enjoy the show." he flexed his muscles a bit. His wonderful, muscular muscles. He jogged back over to his team. My phone buzzed in my pocket; I had a text from Nick. "Meet me in the locker room. I have something to show you." My stomach flipped when I read that. I imagined another long, hard fucking in my future. **** When the practice was over, I snuck into the gym and found the boys' locker room. I slowly opened the door. It was fairly quiet, just the sound of the air conditioner, a dripping faucet, and my echoing footsteps. It smelled of a mix of cologne, sweat, and ...

... rubber. "Hello?" I called. "Is there anyone in here?" Nick stepped out from the shower room, his hair damp and a towel wrapped around his waist. I couldn't help glancing down at it. "Hey." "Hey... so..." What was I supposed to say? Nick pulled me into him and kissed me hard. He squeezed my ass in both of his hands and then released me. "Is that what you needed to show me?" I giggled. "Well. That's not it. I wanted to talk to you about something actually." "What's that?" "You and I both know how slutty you are, and I want to share you. Do you ever fantasize about being gang-banged?" "Well, sure, I fantasize, but..." "I can make that happen." "What do you mean?" "I told some of the guys about you..." "You what?! You weren't supposed to tell anyone! That was the deal!" "The deal was I wouldn't tell your boss, which I haven't. I'm a man of my word." Fuck he got me. "Anyway, I told some of the guys about you. I told them what a great fuck you were and they want in on the action. They're here right now, I can make one of your fantasies come true, Lane. Just imagine several of your students fucking you at the same time. Imagine how dirty you would feel. Don't you love being a slut?" I didn't know what to say. I did love being a slut, but even sleeping with Nick was risking a lot. My job, my reputation, my morals. Sleeping with multiple students though, that could only make matters worse. What if one of them told? What if word got around? If any of these boys were underage, I could go ...