Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03

... them. Is that okay? Is that bad? I just really need to cum."

I contemplate for a second about pointing out to Greg, that that would be escalating the situation to full blown rape, but I restrain myself from making that comment out loud, at least for now.

Me: "If that's what you wanna do, then that's what you should do."

While I'm saying this, I start repositioning myself to get my upper body closer to Greg's penis. I have a feeling that things are about to come to a head here, so to speak, and I want to be ready.

Greg (as he's watching me move closer to him): "Yeah, I do. I wanna stick my penis inside them."

Me: "And who do you want to fuck, Hon?"

Greg (without hesitation): "The one in the middle. The one that looks a little like Maddie."

Ha. She has way more than 'a little' resemblance to his real life crush. That's hilarious. He's not fooling anyone by downplaying the connection.

Me: "Okay, Honey. She's all tied up for you, so just walk on over, pull down your pants and bury your cock as far into little Maddie as you want."

While keeping my hand on Greg's penis, I climb across the bed and in between his legs.

Greg (seeing me get into position): "Oh my god."

Me (looking right into Greg's eyes): "Are you gonna stick it in her?"

Greg simply nods slowly, up and down. And while I know what I'm about to to is kind of twisted, because I'm sure it'll make Greg feel a little guilty as soon as it's over, I just can't help myself. I just love ...

... pushing his limits.

Me (as I move in to put my mouth on Greg's cock, I stop myself an inch away to say one last thing): "It's so hot seeing how you'd be willing to rape this sweet, little, innocent virgin, just because you need to feel your cock inside her tiny, little, warm, wet, pussy."

Then I look down and immediately engulf Greg's penis into my mouth. I have no idea if using the r-word just now is going to freak Greg out and ruin the moment, or if it's going to turn him on even more, but I just couldn't resist calling a spade a spade. But as soon as I start pressing my wet tongue against the length of his shaft while it's inside of my mouth, and I feel his hands clamp down onto my head, I think I get my answer.

Greg (while digging his fingers into my scalp): "Oooohhhhh fuuuuuuuccckkkk."

With my tongue still pressed firmly against the underside ridge of Greg's cock, I swear I can feel his cum being forced up and out of his penis before it even leaves his peehole. But once it does, I experience the full eruption right into the back of my throat. And what an explosion it is.

Greg continues to clamps down with his hands, holding me tight and preventing me from entertaining any idea of pulling off, not that I wanted to anyway. I immediately increase the suction in my mouth, making sure that my lips stay tightly sealed around the base of his cock. And as load after load of gooey, warm, semen gets pumped towards the back of my mouth, I do my best to quickly swallow it ...