The Lacrosse Coach And My Hotwife Part One - Sex Stories

The Lacrosse Coach And My Hotwife Part One

... to cum yet so she loosened her grip and slowed her pace, and smiled at him like she loved me more than anything on earth and was so thrilled to share this delicious life candy with me.

“OK, so then takes my hand and slowly but forcefully guides it down, underneath his underwear and runs my hand over his sweaty, hot big balls and up to his flaccid shaft. It was like 8 inches soft. I try to wrap my fingers around it but before I can he pulls out my hand right back out.

Then he pressed his open palm against his sweaty six-pack, looked at me, and said, 'I’m not new to this. I don’t even know your name yet, but I know your game. I’m that young big dick bull you’ve been dreaming of. Lemme guess. Your husband is in his car in the lot watching us right now.'”

She said she almost fell over. She was floored at his confidence. His alpha essence was overwhelming her senses.

“How did you know?” she gasped.

“Your ring, your clothes, that hotwife anklet.”

We both laughed.

“'If you want me, prove it right here...' He grew serious in a flash and took my hand with his ball and dick sweat all over it and pushed it into my mouth. Right there on the field. In the middle of the chaos. I didn’t know what to do but I sucked each finger as I pulled it out. We both knew I wanted more.

“'I’ll find you on the internet and reach out. Let’s set up a lesson.'

"Then he asked about you. He said, 'Which car is your husband in?'

“'The black Tesla over there.'

“'Of course.'"

He'd laughed and then turned and pointed right at me. Looked me in the eye. And gave me a thumbs up. And then he jogged off.

I had been convulsing in ecstasy for the entire story really. Alexis worked me so long, with more and more lotion, until at the end of the story I just sprayed everywhere and screamed uncontrollably. We collapsed into each other, laughing and smiling and kissing.