The Substitute Slut Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

The Substitute Slut Ch. 01

... and none for me. I bit my lip nervously as I hesitated and walked towards Duane hesitantly, "Umm... D-Duane?" I whispered softly, approaching him from behind.

Duane turned around when he heard me, "What is it, coach?" he asked me casually, looking down at me as I stood covered in cum, in my lingerie, before him.

I blushed, my face still covered with cum, "I-I need to get cleaned up too..." I told him softly, looking up at him shyly. Duane smirked at me, his eyes travelling over my body, from my cum coated face all the way to my heels and then back up, lingering on my tits for a couple of seconds longer.

"You want to use a shower, coach?" Duane asked me teasingly, raising his eyebrow at me curiously as I nodded submissively. Without a word, Duane reached out and wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him, his hard, muscular body pressed against my soft, curvy frame. I gasped softly as the warm water from Duane's shower streamed all over my body, soaking my lingerie and making it cling to my skin.

"T-thank you..." I whispered softly, blushing deeply as I felt his hard chest pressed against mine, his strong arms keeping us pressed together under the hot shower. My heart was beating fast as I looked up at him nervously, his eyes burning with desire as he stared me down.

I could feel his hardening cock pressing against my tummy, rubbing my belly as I looked up at him submissively, "T-there isn't any room for two..." I mumbled shyly.

Duane ...

... smirked at me, "Don't worry, Avy, we'll figure it out..." he replied huskily, his eyes never leaving my face as the hot, steamy water streamed around us.

I blushed at Duane as he called me 'Avy' once again. He was much bigger and taller than me, his dark chocolate skin contrasting my creamy white complexion. We were so close, our bodies were touching in several places, and I could feel his cock hardening once again. "O-ok..." I stuttered softly, my eyes fixed on Duane's.

He reached out and grabbed the shower gel off the shelf and squeezed some into his palm. "Let me wash you off." He told me huskily as he started lathering up his palms. I blushed and nodded softly as Duane's hand moved towards me, his hand sliding over my shoulder as he washed off Kyle and Jake's cum off my skin, "Close your eyes, coach..." Duane instructed me softly. I complied immediately, closing my eyes as his hand moved over my face and began wiping off the cum from my face.

I sighed softly as Duane wiped the cum off my face, and it washed off under the running shower, "T-thanks..." I muttered softly, opening my eyes shyly as Duane looked down at me with a cocky grin. He didn't respond. Instead, he continued washing me. He reached around me, squeezed more soap on his hand, and washed my back. His hands glided all over my shoulders, moving up and down my spine and then sliding over my hips as they went to my waist.

"Mmm..." I whimpered as Duane's hand slid over my ass, squeezing my cheeks firmly ...