The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... nervously, "F-fine, but you have to promise me this is the last thing..." I told Duane in a shaky voice, "N-no more surprises..." I pleaded with him softly.

Duane smirked at me, "Well, you still need to make out with the MVP coach. But apart from that, no more surprises..." he chuckled softly.

"W-who is the MVP?" I whispered softly, continuing to stroke Duane's cock as I looked nervously at the rest of the guys.

"Well, I think this game was a team effort, so that might be tough to say. And we can hardly expect the boys to vote fairly now. Not with the incentive being so good for this game. Can we coach?" Duane laughed, reaching out and cupping my tits for a second appreciatively before I gave him a look, and he took his hand away, "Let's keep it simple; you can get down on your knees and jerk all of us at the same time. And the last guy to cum gets the kiss..." Duane explained.

My jaw fell open in shock, "Duane! That's ridiculous!" I exclaimed in shock. I couldn't believe how cocky he was being.

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Suit yourself, coach..." he told me as he looked around at the rest of the guys, "She's stubborn; maybe we should just call up Principal Martinez to ask who the best player of the season was?" he suggested teasingly as my heart skipped a beat.

"NO!! No, please! Fine... we'll do it your way." I whispered in defeat, my hand squeezing Duane's cock as I looked at him angrily, "But you HAVE to promise me that this is it, OK? ...

... Nothing else!"

Duane smirked at me cockily, "Sure, coach... you only need to kiss the MVP, and then we are done." he replied confidently. I bit my lower lip nervously, looking at Duane suspiciously. I looked around at the other guys, Kyle, Jake, Marvin and Winston; they all had smirks on their faces as they stroked their cocks, eagerly awaiting my response. My eyes wandered down to their cocks, their thick black shafts hard as rocks, their tips wet with precum as they jerked themselves off. I swallowed nervously; I couldn't believe I was even considering it...

I looked back at Duane, his smirk growing wider as he raised his eyebrow at me. He knew that he had won, "So Coach... what will it be?" he asked me cockily, his hand sliding up and down his cock teasingly.

I blushed, "Umm... O-Ok..." I whispered softly, lowering my head as my face turned a deep shade of red. Duane grinned at me victoriously while Kyle went over, got some towels, and placed them on the floor for me. Duane walked over to me as his teammates formed a circle around me, and Kyle stepped back.

"Get down on your knees, coach..." Duane instructed, grinning at me.

My face burned as I slowly lowered myself on the towels, kneeling in front of my team. Now that I was at eye level with their cocks, they seemed so much bigger than before. Thick, veiny, black poles of meat, all hard and throbbing in front of me.

"Ok, Coach, now reach out and grab our cocks..." Duane told me in a husky voice as he stood ...