The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... in another gasp, I was surprised by his lips as he bent down and kissed me. I moaned as I felt his tongue slide past my lips.

Before I knew what was going on, Duane was kissing me again passionately as he groped my tits. I moaned, feeling his tongue swirl around inside my mouth, tasting me as I kissed him back, losing track of everything except for Duane's mouth and his hands playing with my breasts. I could feel my nipples harden even further as Duane pinched them between his fingers, squeezing my tits tightly in his palm.

After a minute, the alarm went off, and I pushed Duane away abruptly, panting heavily. I could feel myself blush furiously, realizing that the rest of the team had just watched their captain make out and fondle their science teacher. I looked around at their lewd grins and swallowed nervously.

"Thanks, Coach... that was fucking awesome..." Duane smirked at me, wiping his mouth as I got up and stepped backwards. The rest of the team was grinning widely, staring at me with lustful looks on their faces as I adjusted my top and cleared my throat, "OK... OK... I'm leaving now... I'll see you all tomorrow at the next practice." I mumbled hurriedly, walking briskly out of the changing rooms, my heart racing.

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After that day, the practice sessions leading up to the third game were very productive. In addition to dressing in the sluttiest outfits possible for practice, we all agreed that I would makeout with the best player of the day after ...

... practice. It took some convincing from the guys to make me agree but I accepted on the condition that I could veto the kiss if I felt that they weren't given their best. As to how to choose the best player of the day, the guys themselves voted for who was the best that day, and for the first two sessions, it was always Duane, and we made out for a full 2-3 minutes while the rest of the team watched jealously.

But by the third day, the others were trying their hardest. Practice usually started around 4pm, but today Winston was out on the court practicing since 3! Even before the rest of the team arrived. To nobody's surprise, Winston won the vote for best player on the third day.

As I took my place on the bench before the nervous Winston, I couldn't help but smile at his cute face. "This will be your second time kissing a girl, isn't it, Winston?" I whispered to him softly, so that his friends would not hear, and he blushed, nodding his head shyly. He leaned down awkwardly and nodded as I reached up and cupped his cheek.

"In that case, let Ms. Avy, teach you how to kiss..." I whispered, leaning up and pressing my lips against Winston's. He gasped softly, his eyes widening as my tongue parted his lips and entered his mouth. I reached up to wrap my arms around his head, holding him close to me as I played with his tongue inside my mouth.

"Ohhh...mmm..." Winston groaned, his tongue responding slowly as I played with it, taking my time to lick every inch of his mouth as he ...