The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... nodding as Duane chuckled softly, wrapping his arm around my waist possessively as he led me away.

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Chapter 4 : The Bet pays off

Back at the Locker Room, we made sure that no one else was around and locked the door. Everyone else had left after the match was over, and it was just the six of us left in the school. I was in a state of shock as the guys led me out back to the showers and began taking off their clothes in front of me.

I watched the five young black guys strip out of their shirts and shorts before me. Each one was more muscular than the next, and I blushed furiously at the sight of bulges in each of their boxers. They glanced at me casually as they undressed while I stood between them in my tight-fitting dress. Within a few minutes, each was down to their boxers and walked over to surround me on all sides. Duane was directly in front of me, Kyle was to my right, Marvin was on my left, Winston was behind me, and Jake was on the other side. I was in shock as I looked at my almost-naked students.

"Come on, Coach, don't get shy on us now," Duane teased me, shaking me out of my stupor, "We've been waiting for this for weeks... so come on... take those clothes off and let's get into the shower..." he told me, his eyes staring into mine intensely. He stroked my cheek with his palm as I blushed, looking nervously at the ground. I was thinking about Miguel. What would he say if he knew I was about to show my body to five of my players?! But Miguel ...

... wasn't around, and a promise was a promise.

As my students watched, I swallowed my pride and began taking off my shirt, revealing more skin with each button. Soon, my top was completely undone, and I shyly slipped it off of my shoulders, exposing my bra-covered tits to five pairs of eager eyes. The five guys just stared with eyes wide open as I dropped my top to the ground next to me, giving a nice view of my huge tits to the guys. My tits were straining against the fabric practically hanging out of the bra as the thin fabric struggled to hold them back.

"D-don't stare at me like that..." I stuttered self-consciously, crossing my arms in front of me as the guys whistled, appreciating my body as I finally stood there with my tits hanging out of my bra.

"Damn, Ms. A, you're looking hot!" Winston complimented me as he stared at me lustfully.

I blushed as they stared at me. They continued eyeing my tits until Kyle spoke up, "Now the skirt..."

I looked up at him, embarrassed; I was hoping they would have stopped at my top. I nodded slowly as I reached for the zipper of my skirt with my shaking fingertips and slid it down, revealing my long, sexy thighs. With my other hand, I reached for the waistband and pulled it forward over my hips. As the skirt slipped down to my ankles, I stepped out of it and stood before the guys in my heels, stockings and lingerie alone. My heart was beating so loudly that I was sure the guys could hear it, too.

"There...are you happy...Let's ...