The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... Coach..." Kyle told me with a pleading look on his face.

"Please, Coach Avy... he's earned this..." Winston whined at me, pouting, "42 points!"

"Guys... you're being ridiculous. No way... I can't believe this..." I protested angrily, shaking my head in disbelief. They were unbelievable; did they really think I would allow Duane to grope me?

"Why not Coach? It's a small request, isn't it? All he wants is a little squeeze... just for a minute... you can time him, it won't hurt..." Kyle reasoned with me as the rest of the team murmured in agreement, begging me.

They were wearing me down; I couldn't believe they were making me consider this. I bit my lips nervously, "Guys... this isn't fair..." I protested weakly, crossing my arms in front of my big 36D breasts defensively.

The boys looked at me with sad puppy dog faces, pleading with me desperately, "Just a little squeeze, Coach? Please." they pleaded with me repeatedly, giving me sad faces.

I looked around the locker room at their pleading faces and sighed. I knew that they wouldn't let this go, "Fine... fine, but only for a minute..." I conceded reluctantly reluctantly as I stepped up in front of Duane who was sitting on one of the benches.

They cheered in delight as Marvin pulled out his cell phone and set a timer, looking at his friends gleefully. I looked at Duane, who grinned and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into his lap. I squealed in surprise, landing on his thighs as Duane wrapped his ...

... muscular arms around my waist and looked up at me cockily, "Ready, Coach?" he grinned at me as I blushed and nodded, pursing my lips nervously.

"Ok, Marvin, start the timer..." Duane commanded his friend as I bit my lips, looking at Marvin's cellphone screen nervously. Marvin started the timer as Duane placed his large hands on my waist. I blushed as he slowly slid his hands up my sides, stroking my body as he moved his hands upwards.

I trembled as Duane's hands caressed my slender waist, his fingers brushing against the edges of my tits. My nipples hardened under the thin fabric of my top as I looked down at Duane's lustful eyes locked on my tits as his fingers slid higher until finally, his fingers cupped my heavy 36D tits over my thin top, squeezing them gently.

"Oh my God!" I moaned, squirming on Duane's lap as I felt his fingers dig into my tits. I shuddered slightly as he cupped both my tits in his hands, squeezing them gently. My nipples hardened under his palms, pushing into his hands as Duane kneaded my tits.

"Wow, coach... I can barely fit these in my hands! How big are they?" he exclaimed with a grin as his thumbs circled around my erect nipples, teasing them through my top. I bit my lower lip, closing my eyes, trying not to react.

Duane squeezed both my tits, massaging them gently as he teased my nipples, rubbing circles on them slowly with his thumb. I couldn't help but moan softly as I felt my nipples grow hard, poking into his hands. As my lips opened ...