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Part 1

I always dreamt of fucking the coach. The football coach, Mr. H, who was also my science teacher was a primal man. I was barely legal and full of horny hormones. My panties would get wet at the slightest breeze. I ALWAYS made sure I was in the view of his desk. During class, while fidgeting in my seat and thinking about what I would do to please him, I would spread my legs slightly. He starting taking notice, starting fidgeting in his seat too. He would glance in my direction and let himself linger there for awhile. My sly little smile on my red lips seemed to get his mind racing, he would adjust his pants frequently. My body burned with more passion each day and the wetness in my panties grew larger. I was sure he could see it. I started to slowly unbutton my tight blouse one day while I held his gaze. Just then the bell rang and I sat up promptly, startled by the sudden distraction.

“Miss Madison…..can you stay for a minute?”

When the room was cleared out Mr. H stood up from his desk I could see all his excitement bulging from his pants. He walked around the desk and leaned very close to me. My heart was pounding but my juicy cunt was pounding even harder as put his hands on my hips and asked:

“Miss Madison…would you please sit on my desk and spread your legs for me.”

I swallowed hard. I could feel my wetness starting to drip down my thigh and my nipples hardened immediately.

“Yes Sir.”

I did as instructed.

Part 2

I hope Mr. H fucks me tonight. I am so hungry for him. Sweat coated his exposed chest, and he wiped his brow with his forearm. It was 98 degrees outside with a heat index of 107. Everyone was hot and the football team was no exception. Including the head coach. The man I had been fantasizing about for weeks. As us cheerleaders relaxed under a shade tree, I couldn’t help but think about last week when I let him take pictures of me on his desk. Naughty pictures. We had been texting back and forth and he asked me to met him tonight at his house. His wife was out of town he said.

My mind started racing as I watched him move across the football field. I bet he smelled musky. Like the boy’s locker room. For some reason a sweaty man has always had some kind of sensual hold on me. All those pheromones I guess. Now I really let my mind go……. All those boy’s and Mr. H. All those boy’s and Mr. H. in the locker room. Pawing at me, caressing me, needing me. I wouldn’t know whose hands where rubbing where. Whose hard dick was fucking me……

“You coming Ivy?” I snapped out of it.

“Yeah, Yeah….I’m going to be coming alright….”, I smiled to myself and gave Mr. H a wave as I headed to the girls locker room. He winked at me and melted my fucking cunt.

8 o’clock. I’m here. I am so nervous that my palms are starting to sweat. I’ve never been with a MAN before. I’ve played and teased and sucked and fucked the high school boys but Mr. H is a man man. Not a boy man. I hope he fucks me like a man. I get out of my car, my black heels hitting the gravel as I shimmy my way up to his house. I pull up my already short black, hip hugging & curve loving dress. I wore panties just so he could see how wet they are. Already a large wet spot is forming, threatening to drip my juices down my thigh.

He opens the door before I have a chance to knock.

“Ivy, you look delicious. Come in.”

The huge smile on his face said I wasn’t the only one that had been thinking about this night for awhile. He offered me a whiskey and I downed it quickly.

“Tell me…..have those beautiful lips ever been wrapped around a cock before?” All my warmth rushed to my cheeks.

“Many, many times Mr. H. I love sucking dick.”

“Show me.”

And I do.

Part 3

My mouth is still wet with a mixture of my saliva and Mr. H’s cum. He tasted warm and salty and I decided I could drink him in all night. I start back down on his cock when he stops me.

“I want to taste you.”

He grabs my hand and leads me to the couch. I lay down on my back as he drops to his knees and waste no time spreading my legs. He starts on my inner thighs, kissing and licking his way up and then back down. His fingers working their way to my juicy cunt, caressing the outer lips and then slightly touching the inner lips too. When he brushes across my clit, I can’t help but let out a whimper. Magic fingers, magic tongue, magic man.

I feel my body heat up and I’m throbbing for an orgasm but not yet. Not yet, I want to last a little longer. I want to enjoy his attention. Mr. H inserts a finger inside me…..which slides right in of course. Then a second and third finger. I’m moaning now, my body moving into his fingers. Begging for a release. He starts sucking on my clit, sending shivers through my entire body. I’m more than ready to finish in his mouth. That magic tongue plunges deep inside my dripping pussy. As my teacher fucks me with his tongue uses his thumb to flick my clit, I start cumming. But not just cumming. Liquid squirts from my swollen cunt and my body sends me into a full-blown, screaming orgasm that lasts several minutes.

When I finally collect myself Mr. H has another idea…….

“I want you to sit on my cock.”

Yes Please.