Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03

... all down before it ends up triggering my gag reflex.

Greg (as I feel his squirts starting to taper off): "Oh my god. Oh fuck. Oh shit."

Finally, it seems like Greg's orgasm is over. I tilt his still mostly stiff member down towards me so I can ensure I clean it off as best I can, before removing it from my mouth. I then take what remnants of semen I can gather from both my cheeks and underneath my tongue, and swish them around into one last ball of cum on my pallet before swallowing that down, too. And then finally, I use the back of my wrist to wipe off any combination of spit and jizz that remains around the outside of my lips and mouth.

Greg looks both relieved and exhausted as he lies here on my bed, and all I can think of is how much I learned about my boyfriend tonight. From his obsession with Czech torture porn, to his admitting in his weakest moment that he'd be willing to imaginary rape a sweet little virgin schoolgirl, it's safe to say Greg can still surprise me. Which honestly, even if these revelations ...

... are a little bit uncomfortable, is much better than having a boyfriend you already know everything about.

Yet again, I contemplate for a moment about taking this opportunity to tease him and make some sort of comment about the darker side he exposed to me tonight, but I realize I shouldn't. He looks too peaceful, and too satisfied. So instead, I decide to take the high road and give him the simple complement that I can't imagine any man ever tires of hearing.

Me (leaning over to give Greg a kiss on the lips): "You turn me on sooooooo much."

And that's the truth. He really does. Even doubly so tonight, when he decided to let down his guard and show me these hidden desires of his. I mean, learning about his crush on Maddie last weekend was pretty significant, but tonight's revelations really took it to a whole 'nother level. At this point, I think I can safely say he's the one. He's the super perverted nice guy I've been looking for. And who knows, maybe tomorrow I'll find even more secrets out about him! I can't wait.