Fantasy The Substitute Sluts

While Miguel was speaking, my phone chimed three more times, which I knew were all messages from Duane. They wouldn't stop until I joined them outside.

I waited a few minutes to hear Miguel's soft snores before picking up my phone and angrily messaging him, "OK, fine... but ONLY for a few minutes!" I typed and pressed send.

I looked over at Miguel, who was sleeping soundly and got out of bed, tiptoeing towards the door. I slowly opened the bedroom door, closed it behind me quietly, and stepped out into the living room to find Duane, Jake, Marvin, Winston, and Kyle, all waiting for me eagerly.

"Took you long enough, Coach..." Duane smirked at me as I blushed under their gaze.

I crossed my arms defensively in front of my tits and glared at Duane, "What do you want? I'll only stay for a few minutes, so you'd better make this quick!" I hissed at him.

"Well, we won... so... we want our reward." Kyle grinned at me, looking at me up and down, eyeing my body hungrily. I bit my lower lip nervously. I was expecting this.

"Yes, I know that..." I replied quietly, jerking my head at the bedroom door, "but we can do that when we return to school. My husband is sleeping just a few feet away!"

"We could... but it's Kyle and Jake's first time being the MVPs, and they can't wait till tomorrow." Marvin grinned at Jake and Kyle, nudging the two best friends with his elbow. Both of them scootched over, making a place for me between them.

"Oh no, no guys... we can't do THAT now..." I blushed furiously, looking over my shoulder at the door towards where Miguel was asleep.

The boys laughed, "Come on, Coach... the Principal won't notice you missing..." Kyle told me, grabbing me by my wrist and pulling me towards them.

I squealed and fell on the mattresses between Kyle and Jake; I looked back at the door in panic, hoping that Miguel hadn't heard my voice before looking back at them, "B-But... what if he hears us?" I whispered.

Jake chuckled, sliding his hand over my bare leg and resting it on my knee. "Don't worry, Coach, he won't hear anything... trust us..." he winked at me, squeezing his hand over my knee as he leaned forward.

I swallowed, my heart pounding nervously as my eyes darted around the room, "OK, boys..." I stuttered, "Just... Just be quiet..." I told them and then looked at their faces, unsure who to kiss. Before I could decide, Kyle leaned forward, cupped my chin in his hand and leaned down, pressing his lips on mine.

My eyes widened in surprise at the suddenness of the act, but I didn't pull back, letting him kiss me. His tongue probed my mouth, licking my lips and slipping past them, tasting me. I moaned, kissing him back slowly until I gasped when Jake leaned in and began kissing my neck.

I pulled my lips away from Kyle and turned to look at Jake, blushing furiously, "W-what are you doing?!" I whispered to him, my heart racing.

"Kissing you, coach... We're both the MVPs tonight, so we get to share." he whispered back, his warm breath tickling my skin as his lips brushed against my neck. I looked at both their faces in shock before looking up at Duane for help.

While I was the teacher and their coach, Duane actually called the shots when it came to these reward sessions. He smirked at me, shrugging his shoulders, "Sorry Coach... they both played a hell of a game today. You don't mind sharing, do you?" he asked me cheekily.

I blushed deeply; I had never kissed two guys at the same time before. I bit my lower lips and nervously looked down at the two 'MVPs', "W-well... I guess... if it's just for today..." I muttered, "But one of you three, keep watch for Miguel!" I hissed at the others.

I then looked at both of them; they had naughty grins on their faces. I reached up with my hands, cupping both their faces and pulling them closer towards me. "Both of you did play an amazing game for me, so I guess you deserve this..." I whispered to them and leaned in, kissing Kyle softly at first and then switching to do the same with Jake. I alternated kissing them more and more deeply each time and moaned as their tongues slid past my lips.

"Mmmmm...Mmmm..." I whimpered as Kyle sucked on my lower lips sensually while his friend leaned in to kiss my neck again, nibbling on my sensitive skin. Kyle pressed his lips harder against mine, forcing his tongue deeper down my throat while Jake kissed and sucked my neck hungrily.

"Ahh... Oh God... Kyle... Jake..." I gasped as both their hands caressed my thighs, stroking my soft, smooth legs as their tongues licked my lips and jaw hungrily. I had to stop myself from moaning as they kissed my lips and neck simultaneously.

As I kissed them, my eyes regularly darted nervously towards the bedroom, praying Miguel didn't wake up. I couldn't believe I was kissing my students like this with my husband sleeping just a few feet away! But they were relentless, their mouths sucking hungrily on my lips as their hands stroked my bare legs sensually.

"Guys, you know that you can feel her tits up too!" Duane whispered to them, tapping them both on their shoulders. I gasped, breaking my kiss to look up at him, "W-wait... what..." I stuttered in shock.

"Well, I got to feel you up last game, Coach... it's only fair they do too!" he smirked at me, and I blushed red, remembering the last game. He was right.

Without missing a beat, Jake and Kyle's hands reached out and grabbed the neckline of my dress eagerly, and I almost gasped out loud as I felt two pairs of hands groping my tits. Duane quickly put his finger on my lips, "Shhh... we don't want Principle Miguel finding out, Coach... Do we?"

I blushed, biting my lips and nodded silently as I felt their hands slide across my tits, cupping them, squeezing them. I gasped, but Kyle muffled my cry with his lips while his friend squeezed my tits playfully over my dress.

I couldn't stop myself from moaning as I kissed Kyle passionately while Jake squeezed my big tits through my top, pinching my nipples as his lips sucked on my earlobe. "I've been dreaming of this for so long", Jake whispered into my ears as he groped my breasts, teasing my hard nipples, "Fuck, her tits are so soft, guys... and her nipples are getting hard too!"

I blushed in embarrassment and wanted to shut his dirty talk up, and the only way that I could think of was my lips. Turning my face towards him, I muttered, "D-don't talk... just kiss me." I parted my lips and kissed Jake. His lips were rougher than Kyle's, but he kissed me with equal hunger, squeezing and groping my big tits as our tongues intertwined with each other.

As I now kissed Jake, Kyle's lips moved down to my neck, and he licked my soft skin, kissing my collarbone as his hands teased my dress, pulling the already deep neckline down even more, exposing my cleavage and black lace bra. "Fucking gorgeous..." he whispered, cupping my tits in his hand and squeezing them firmly.

I was moaning softly, sandwiched in between them as they kissed me and groped my big tits. Kyle's fingers hooked onto my neckline and began pulling it down, exposing my bra-clad tits, and I gasped, pushing Kyle away, "S-stop... Stop..." I exclaimed. This was getting too far out of hand, and I broke the kiss and pulled back.

"Boys, we have to stop... seriously..." I told them breathlessly, trying to fix my dress and cover myself up. Both of them groaned, disappointment on their face, but let me move back. I stole a glance at the others, and my face turned red when I saw the lustful looks on their faces. "Alright, boys... show's over... time for everyone to go to sleep..." I told them firmly, blushing.

The boys grumbled but reluctantly nodded as I got up from between them and walked back to my room, hoping my husband hadn't woken up.

***

Game 4: Richmond Raptors vs Eastwood High

As the next game approached, the basketball team was the hot topic of discussion in school. No basketball team from Richmond had ever made it to the playoffs! Everyone was impressed and excited with the team's turnaround; Miguel was ecstatic that he even had me call over the boys for a nice dinner before the match.

I was very nervous about how they behaved during dinner. I decided to dress as conservatively as possible, wearing a modest knee-length skirt and a loose-fitting blouse, hoping the team would behave themselves in front of Miguel.

"So guys, excited about the big match!" Miguel asked them enthusiastically as we ate dinner. I was sitting beside my husband, with Kayla at my side. Manny never really got along with Duane that much, so he skipped dinner and went over to Diego's house instead.

"Yup, we are practising like crazy these days." Duane answered Miguel with a wide smile, "I think we have a good chance of winning this game too..."

"But aren't Eastwood the favourites to win! They've been on a winning streak this season, and our old Coach Simmons went and joined them as Head Coach!" Kayla asked curiously, looking around the table, "You might have gotten lucky with Westview, but it will be difficult to beat Eastwood?"

Duane looked at Kayla and winked at her, "Well, Kayla... we have something that Eastwood doesn't..." he said confidently, looking at me from the corner of his eye. I blushed at his suggestive tone, knowing exactly what he meant. Kayla looked confused as he continued, "We're the underdogs, and Coach Avy here has promised us an amazing reward if we win..." he grinned at Miguel.

My husband looked at Duane curiously, "Really? What do you mean?" he asked. I bit my lip nervously; my face pale as I looked at him, 'He wouldn't dare!' I thought to myself.

Kyle looked at me, pretending to be mildly surprised, "Didn't you tell him, Coach?" he asked innocently.

I blushed, my cheeks burning in embarrassment as my husband looked at me, arching his eyebrows questioningly, "Tell me what?"

"Oh, it's nothing really; I-I'll be taking the team out for dinner to Bob's Steakhouse if we win..." I lied quickly, smiling nervously at Miguel, "They've been practising so hard... it's not a big deal, really..." I told Miguel, trying to brush the issue aside.

Duane smirked, looking at the rest of the team mischievously before nodding, "Yeah, it's nothing really, Principal Martinez; we're looking forward to that... right guys?" he winked at Jake, Kyle, Marvin and Winston.

"Yeah!" Jake agreed enthusiastically, "Maybe Kayla can join us in the celebration too, Coach?" he grinned at Kayla, his eyes darting to her tits as he looked at her hungrily.

"No, thank you... I'm a cheerleader for the baseball team... not the basketball team..." Kayla replied politely, frowning at Jake, "Plus, Tom's taking me out for a date that night." she added.

"Aww, that's a shame, Kayla! We could've had such fun together..." Marvin sighed, looking at Kayla appreciatively, "Especially if both you and your Mom join us for the special celebration!"

Miguel frowned, noticing how Marvin and the rest of the team were ogling my daughter, "OK, that's enough flirting with my daughter..." he warned Marvin, glaring at him.

Marvin looked at Miguel, pretending to look apologetic, "Sorry, Principal Martinez, I didn't mean anything..." he apologized, smiling at Kayla sheepishly as the team finally shut up and finished their dinner.

***

"I've got good news, Avy. We've almost finalized a new coach for the team. Today might be the last game for you as a coach." Miguel mentioned to me as we both got dressed for work.

"What! What do you mean?" I looked at him with a surprised look on my face.

"Well, I could see that you've been so exhausted lately. I reached out to our old coach, Mr Reed,

and asked if he would be willing to come out of retirement for this season. I'm meeting him tomorrow."

"But you told me I could manage this team this season alone, Miguel!" I looked up at him as he tied his tie.

"Come on honey; you don't think that we can actually win today? Do you? We've had some good luck in the last few games, but we will likely lose today. Coach Simmon's new team has not lost in the past ten games."

I looked at him exasperated, 'How could he think that the last few games were pure luck!' I frowned at him.

"We've worked really hard, Miguel... I think we can win today. In fact, I think I can coach this team all season."

He looked up at me curiously, "You sure... I've already talked to him on the phone. You can focus on your biology class and be free of the team."

"C-can I tell you after today... maybe after the game?" I stuttered nervously as Miguel pulled up his socks and slipped on his shoes.

He looked at me curiously and nodded, "Well, OK... It's your call... Just let me know tomorrow." he said before walking down to breakfast.

'What do I do?' I thought to myself as I dug out a matching bra and panty set I'd worn on our wedding anniversary years ago. The team had asked me to dress extra sexy for the final game, and even though I hated this, I decided to go ahead with it.

The lacy bra was a bit tight around my boobs as I slipped it on. The thong panties hugged my ass tightly as I slipped them on. I pulled up my thigh-high fishnet stockings and sexy black heels, looking at myself in the mirror. 'I haven't worn this in years...' I thought to myself as I admired my reflection.

I then slipped on a tight, white, midriff top with long sleeves and a low-cut neckline over a short pencil skirt. The top hugged my body, highlighting my flat stomach and huge tits as I fixed my hair and put on some makeup. As I checked myself in the mirror again, I blushed when I realized how hot I looked! I had NEVER dressed this sexy to a school event before. I bit my lip, wondering if the boys would win and get to strip me off today.

The game was a nail-biting thriller! All my misgivings about wanting the team to lose were forgotten after my discussion with Miguel. I needed to show him that 'My Team' winning was not just pure luck. I cheered them on from the sidelines. They HAD worked hard for this, and I had completely forgotten our Bet and wanted them to win.

The announcer's voice rang across the court as he called the game out, "Eastwood leads by 1 point with a minute left... The Richmond team have been fighting back from behind all game, but it looks like it might be too late now... Eastwood has the ball; there are 30 seconds left!"

I held my breath nervously as I watched Duane move to the Eastwood player dribbling the ball, "Duane... please... don't let him score..." I whispered under my breath, watching anxiously.

Duane blocked the Eastwood player and stole the ball, passing it to Jake. Jake sprinted down the court, passing to Marvin, who was on the 3-point line. Marvin caught the ball, spun around, and shot it towards the hoop; it flew through the air, hit the rim, and bounced off.

My heart sank, but out of nowhere, Duane ran up to the ball and leapt into the air, jumping higher than anyone else on the court as he slammed the ball through the hoop. The crowd went wild! He had scored with no time left on the clock! We had made it to the playoffs.

As Duane scored the winning basket, I jumped up, screaming and cheering along with Miguel, Kayla and the rest of the crowd! It was unbelievable! We had actually won!

"I can't believe it, Avy... you actually did it!" Isis came running up to me, hugging me as we celebrated on the court. She beamed happily, "You didn't need any stupid incentive after all! Your boys were amazing...! Congratulations!"

I smiled and hugged her back, but my smile was wearing off fast as soon as I heard her words. 'Incentive!'.

My argument with Miguel and the rush of the game had made me briefly forget my promise to the team. I looked at Miguel, my husband, beaming proudly, clapping his hands. I had to tell him about the bet! I couldn't lie to him anymore; maybe he could help, "Miguel, we n-need to talk..." I stammered, walking up to him hesitantly.

"What is it, mi amor? Why do you look so nervous when we have won?" Miguel asked me, smiling widely at me, "Come on, we should go meet the players; they did amazing!" he patted me on the back, pulling me towards my team.

"Miguel, I-It's important, we need to talk..." I pleaded, looking worriedly into his eyes, but before I could finish, the team came up to us, smiling broadly, "Hey, Coach!" Duane grinned at me, "Ready for your part of the deal?"

I froze, looking up at him in horror and then at my husband. Miguel smiled at Duane and patted him on the shoulders, "Oh, are you planning to celebrate with Avy tonight? I thought you would rather go out with your friends!"

"Nah, Principal Martinez..." Duane replied smoothly, smirking mischievously at me and then at my husband, "It wouldn't be the same without the Coach. Right guys?" he asked his teammates. They all nodded their heads, grinning at me as I stood there nervously, my eyes darting between Miguel and my team.

"Well then, I guess you kids better go celebrate then..." Miguel replied obliviously, patting Duane and the rest of the team on their shoulders, "Avy, make sure you take good care of all of them!" he told me, kissing me on my cheek before walking away.

Duane smirked at me, licking his lips as he stared at my big tits, "So Coach... shall we go to the locker room?" he asked, his eyes boring into mine. I swallowed nervously as the rest of the team surrounded me, their hungry eyes roaming over my body as they stared at my big tits and my curvy body.

"Umm... y-yeah... let's go, boys," I replied weakly, nodding as Duane chuckled, wrapping his arm around my waist possessively as he led me away.

***

Chapter 4 : The Bet pays off

Back at the Locker Room, we made sure that no one else was around and locked the door. Everyone else had left after the match was over, and it was just the six of us left in the school. I was in a state of shock as the guys led me out back to the showers and began taking off their clothes in front of me.

I watched the five young black guys strip out of their shirts and shorts before me. Each one was more muscular than the next, and I blushed furiously at the sight of bulges in each of their boxers. They glanced at me casually as they undressed while I stood between them in my tight-fitting dress. Within a few minutes, each was down to their boxers and walked over to surround me on all sides. Duane was directly in front of me, Kyle was to my right, Marvin was on my left, Winston was behind me, and Jake was on the other side. I was in shock as I looked at my almost-naked students.

"Come on, Coach, don't get shy on us now," Duane teased me, shaking me out of my stupor, "We've been waiting for this for weeks... so come on... take those clothes off and let's get into the shower..." he told me, his eyes staring into mine intensely. He stroked my cheek with his palm as I blushed, looking nervously at the ground.

I was thinking about Miguel. What would he say if he knew I was about to show my body to five of my players?! But Miguel wasn't around, and a promise was a promise.

As my students watched, I swallowed my pride and began taking off my shirt, revealing more skin with each button. Soon, my top was completely undone, and I shyly slipped it off of my shoulders, exposing my bra-covered tits to five pairs of eager eyes. The five guys just stared with eyes wide open as I dropped my top to the ground next to me, giving a nice view of my huge tits to the guys. My tits were straining against the fabric practically hanging out of the bra as the thin fabric struggled to hold them back.

"D-don't stare at me like that..." I stuttered self-consciously, crossing my arms in front of me as the guys whistled, appreciating my body as I finally stood there with my tits hanging out of my bra.

"Damn, Ms. A, you're looking hot!" Winston complimented me as he stared at me lustfully.

I blushed as they stared at me. They continued eyeing my tits until Kyle spoke up, "Now the skirt..."

I looked up at him, embarrassed; I was hoping they would have stopped at my top. I nodded slowly as I reached for the zipper of my skirt with my shaking fingertips and slid it down, revealing my long, sexy thighs. With my other hand, I reached for the waistband and pulled it forward over my hips. As the skirt slipped down to my ankles, I stepped out of it and stood before the guys in my heels, stockings and lingerie alone. My heart was beating so loud that I was sure the guys could hear it, too.

"There...are you happy...Let's get in the shower and get this over with." I whispered quietly as I tried to hide my body from their stares. The guys looked at each other and grinned mischievously. I could see their cocks tenting the fabric of their underwear as they stared at me, admiring my body. My face flushed in embarrassment as I felt my nipples stiffen under their stares, poking into the thin lace of my bra.

I couldn't handle their stares for much longer, so I decided to take the initiative and turned and walked quickly towards the showers. I stepped into the large community shower and turned around, only to see the boys stripping naked behind me. My eyes widened in alarm, "What are you doing?!?" I exclaimed in a loud whisper.

"We're going to shower with you... what else do you think we'd be doing?" Duane asked with a smirk as he took off his boxers, revealing his massive black cock. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw just how big he was. He had to be more than twice the size of my husband, Miguel.

Duane grinned as he saw my expression and looked at the rest of his teammates, "I told you she's never seen a black cock before..." he laughed.

The other guys laughed along with him as I blushed in embarrassment, my face turning beetroot red. Winston stepped out of his boxers as well, and my jaw dropped. Winston was even bigger than Duane; he had to be at least 12 inches long! How was that even possible...!? He was a boy... a high school student!

Meanwhile, Jake, Kyle and Marvin stepped out of their boxers, their black cocks standing erect in front of them. Even the smallest of them, Marvin, was bigger than Miguel by several inches. I stood there stunned, speechless, my heart racing as I stared at their erections.

"I'm guessing Principal Miguel isn't packing this big?" Duane asked with a smirk as his hand grabbed his cock, giving it a few slow strokes as I stared at him in shock.

"Uh, um, no, he isn't..." I mumbled unconsciously, my face turning beet red as I stared at the monster cocks in front of me. 'Oh shit', I suddenly realized what I had just said; my face turned crimson as I blushed furiously, "I-I didn't mean it like that...I-I..." I stammered, trying to cover my mistake.

Duane chuckled, "This is the first time you've seen black cock, Coach... am I right?" he asked me teasingly, his hand stroking his thick shaft as he stared at me hungrily.

I swallowed nervously, my face bright red as I looked around the shower nervously, unable to believe that I was standing in the shower with five black men, all of them rock hard and ready for me. I nodded my head slowly, unable to look away from Duane's cock, "Y-yes... it is...I-I've only ever been with Miguel..." I admitted, my eyes darting away shyly.

He smirked at me, his eyes wandering over my body as he looked me up and down, "Well, you can see that what they say about black guys is pretty much true..." he told me cockily, gesturing to his team.

I gasped as I looked around me; while we had been talking, each of the guys had walked over to me, surrounding me from all sides; they were stroking their cocks as they stared at me lustfully, not even bothering to hide their desire for me. "Oh god..." I gasped, my face bright red as I stared at their cocks; they were all so big! And each of them was stroking themselves, getting harder before my eyes.

"W-what are you guys doing... s-stop this...!" I whispered in a low voice, unable to tear my eyes away from their cocks.

"Stop what, Coach?" Kyle asked me teasingly, moving closer to me until he was only a few feet away.

"This, you know, touching yourselves while staring at your science teacher like this... it-it's not appropriate..." I whispered, my voice shaking as I tried to control my nervousness.

"You've got a smoking body, Coach... it's not our fault you look so fucking hot..." Marvin told me as he stroked his cock, the tip glistening with precum.

I looked at Marvin in shock, "Marvin... t-that's not nice to say..." I stammered; I couldn't believe the language he was using.

"It's true though, coach... you look fucking hot..." Jake chimed in, "You are stacked like a porn star... look at those juicy tits!" he told me appreciatively, staring at my tits lustfully.

"Jake!" I exclaimed in shock, looking at him with a disapproving look on my face, "I'm not a porn star..." I protested, embarrassed at their comments.

"Well, coach, you are definitely dressed like one today..." Winston told me with a smile as he eyed my lingerie, "Matching black lingerie? I think you were expecting something like this, coach..." he told me with a grin.

My face turned crimson as I looked at Winston in shock, "Of course not! I wore this for Miguel... not for you guys!" I lied in a low voice, looking around nervously.

Duane smirked at me, "Well, Principal Martinez is not here now, coach... so why not give us a little show..." he told me bluntly as even he began stroking his cock, "It will help us take care of our boners faster." he reminded me teasingly.

"I'm not doing anything else; we had a deal. Let's just get in the shower and end this." I told them in a firm voice, trying to sound angry.

Duane chuckled, "I don't think you'd want us to walk out of the showers with our cocks hard like this, Coach..." he told me suggestively, stroking himself faster as he stared at my tits lustfully, "What if someone sees us walking out with the Coach with our cocks like this?"

I swallowed nervously; he was right. What if someone saw us? It would be scandalous! But he was asking way too much, "Duane... c-come on... that's not fair..." I told him nervously, looking at the other guys, "Guys... come on, just stop this, OK." I pleaded with them.

Duane smirked at me, his eyes never leaving my tits, "What's not fair, coach? We made playoffs for you... we deserve a reward." he told me cheekily, taking a step towards me so that his thick cock was inches away from me, all the while stroking it faster and faster as precum leaked out and coated his fingers and thick shaft.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I watched him stroke his cock, "W-we had a deal..." I mumbled, my eyes glued to his cock, mesmerized by the size. He just smiled and leaned in to whisper in my ears, "Coach, do you really want us walking out with our cocks like this? Someone might see us..." he reminded me once again as my mind raced furiously, trying to find a solution. Duane was right; I couldn't let them leave like this! What if Miguel found out...!?

"W-what do you want me to do?!" I whispered breathlessly, resigned to my fate as I looked at him, defeated.

He smirked, "Jack us off, coach... help us out, and we'll be done here fast... and no one will find out anything..." he told me suggestively, his hands leaving his cock as I stared at his erection nervously. Duane then reached out and wrapped his hands around my wrist gently and raised my hand to his cock, and placed it on his thick shaft.

My heart leapt to my throat as I felt his hot, throbbing, black meat in my soft, delicate hands. "O-oh god..." I gasped, looking at him in shock as my fingers instinctively curled around his length. Even Duane moaned under his breath as he felt my fingers on his cock.

I couldn't believe I was actually holding Duane's cock! I felt the blood pulsing through his thick black cock as he looked at me with a cocky smile, "Go on, coach... start stroking..." he told me as my hand began trembling nervously.

I slowly moved my hand up and down Duane's cock, sliding my hand up and down his thick, hard shaft as I stroked him. I was too ashamed to look down, and I opted to look at his handsome face as he closed his eyes and groaned at my touch, "That's it, coach... you've got it... mmmm..." he moaned as my hand slid up and down his cock.

"H-how does it feel?" I whispered softly, curious. I had never touched a cock like this before; Miguel was barely 5 inches long and as thin as a pen compared to the massive black cock in front of me.

"Feels amazing, coach... keep stroking..." Duane groaned as I stroked his cock slowly, feeling it throb in my hand. I had lost track of the other guys and was completely focused on his cock when I heard Kyle speak up, "Don't forget about us, Coach..." he told me cheekily.

I gasped and looked up in surprise at Kyle, Marvin, Jake and Winston. They had all moved closer to me, their hands on their cocks as they stroked them slowly, eyeing my tits hungrily. "O-oh god... I-I forgot..." I stuttered, blushing deeply as I looked at all their cocks. Kyle was on my right, Marvin and Winston were behind me, and Jake was on my left.

Duane looked around at his friends and then back at me, "Looks like you have four more cocks to take care of, Coach... go on, help them out..." he told me.

My hand never stopped stroking his cock as I looked at the rest of the guys nervously, "F-fine, but you have to promise me this is the last thing..." I told him in a shaky voice, "N-no more surprises..." I pleaded with him.

Duane smirked at me, "Well, you still need to make out with the MVP coach. But apart from that, no more surprises..."

"W-who is the MVP?" I whispered, continuing to stroke Duane's cock as I looked nervously at the rest of the guys.

"Well, I think this game was a team effort, so that might be tough to say. And we can hardly expect the boys to vote fairly now. Not with the incentive being so good for this game. Can we coach?" Duane laughed, reaching out and cupping my tits for a second appreciatively before I gave him a look, and he took his hand away, "Let's keep it simple; you can get down on your knees and jerk all of us at the same time. And the last guy to cum gets the kiss..."

My jaw fell open in shock, "Duane! That's ridiculous!" I exclaimed in shock. I couldn't believe how cocky he was being.

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Suit yourself, coach..." he told me as he looked around at the rest of the guys, "She's stubborn; maybe we should just call up Principal Martinez to ask who the best player of the season was?" he suggested teasingly as my heart skipped a beat.

"NO!! No, please! Fine... we'll do it your way." I whispered in defeat, my hand squeezing Duane's cock as I looked at him angrily, "But you HAVE to promise me that this is it, OK? Nothing else!"

He smirked at me cockily, "Sure, coach... you only need to kiss the MVP, and then we are done." he replied confidently. I bit my lower lip nervously, looking at him suspiciously. I looked around at the other guys, Kyle, Jake, Marvin and Winston; they all had smirks on their faces as they stroked their cocks, eagerly awaiting my response. My eyes wandered down to their cocks, their thick black shafts hard as rocks, their tips wet with precum as they jerked themselves off. I swallowed nervously; I couldn't believe I was even considering it...

I looked back at him, his smirk growing wider as he raised his eyebrow at me. He knew that he had won, "So Coach... what will it be?" he asked me cockily, his hand sliding up and down his cock teasingly.

I blushed, "Umm... O-Ok..." I whispered, lowering my head as my face turned a deep shade of red. Duane grinned at me victoriously while Kyle went over, got some towels, and placed them on the floor for me. He walked over to me as his teammates formed a circle around me, and Kyle stepped back.

"Get down on your knees, coach..." Duane instructed, grinning at me.

My face burned as I slowly lowered myself on the towels, kneeling in front of my team. Now that I was at eye level with their cocks, they seemed so much bigger than before. Thick, veiny, black poles of meat, all hard and throbbing in front of me.

"Ok, Coach, now reach out and grab our cocks..." Duane told me in a husky voice as he stood over me, towering above me with his big dick pointing straight at my face. I swallowed nervously, my hands shaking slightly as I reached out and wrapped my hands around two of their cocks, Marvin's and Jake's.

Marvin moaned as soon as I touched his cock, "Damn coach, those hands feel so fucking good..." he grunted as he stared down at me.

I blushed and looked down at the floor, avoiding their gaze as I slowly began stroking both their cocks. Jake was breathing heavily as my hand stroked his cock, "Oohhhh yeah, coach, just like that..."

Their cocks felt warm in my hands, hard and strong. I bit my lip nervously as I stroked them faster, moving my hands up and down their cocks slowly. Marvin and Jake moaned as I jerked them off, "Fuck coach...! You have no idea how many times I've jerked off thinking about you..."

My face turned bright red at Marvin's comment, "R-Really?" I asked him, my hands not slowing down as I stroked both their cocks simultaneously.

Marvin grinned as he looked down at me, "C'mon, Coach, you are so fucking hot...every guy in your class would kill to see you like this." he told me shamelessly, his hand reaching down to caress my cheek.

I blushed but didn't pull away, "That's not nice, Marvin... you shouldn't think about your teachers that way..." I admonished him, my hands pumping his and Jake's cock as I looked up at them shyly. The irony of this statement was not lost on me.

Jake groaned as my hands stroked his cock faster, "You can't blame us, coach... look at you... you look fine as fuck..." he told me appreciatively, his eyes travelling over my tits and my curvy body, "I don't think I can last very long if you keep jacking me off like that."

While I was jerking off two of them, the rest of the guys were getting impatient; Winston and Kyle were rubbing the tips of their cocks against my arms, "Coach, hurry up and jerk us off too..." Winston told me urgently, pushing his cock onto my arm as precum dripped from his cock and stained my skin.

I looked at him and blushed, "O-ok...sorry, Winston..." I replied sheepishly as I released Jake and Marvin's cocks and reached out for Kyle and Winston, grasping both their cocks in my hands. Meanwhile, Jake and Marvin went back to stroking their cocks while I concentrated on their friends.

Winston groaned as soon as my fingers grasped his cock, "Yes, coach... your hands feel so soft... Fuck yes!" he exclaimed.

I blushed deeply at Winston's outburst but didn't stop, my hands sliding up and down both their thick black cocks as they moaned, "Coach, that feels so fucking good... Please don't stop!" Kyle begged me, stroking his cock enthusiastically.

Despite myself, I giggled at Kyle's begging, "OK, Kyle, relax... I'm not stopping..." I told him with a small smile as I jerked him off. Both Winston and Kyle had already started leaking precum all over my hands, leaving sticky trails of gooey liquid all over my fingers as I pumped their cocks.

The smell of their precum was intoxicating, and I felt my pussy getting moist between my legs. 'What am I doing?!' I thought to myself, shocked at my own actions. But there was no stopping now; I needed to finish this!

Meanwhile, Duane was still standing in front of me, his big cock waiting for me to jerk him off. I caught his eye, and he smirked at me arrogantly, "Come on, coach, don't tell me you've forgotten about me?" he asked me teasingly as his hand rubbed the underside of his cock, smearing precum all over his cockhead.

I blushed and shook my head, "No, Duane... I was just...umm... getting everyone else first..." I replied as I let go of Kyle and Winston. My hands trembled nervously as I reached out for his cock, my fingertips brushing against his shaft lightly. He was so big and thick I needed both my hands to properly take care of this beautiful cock.

Duane groaned as I wrapped my hands around his thick meat and started stroking it gently. His cock twitched in my hands as I caressed his cock, sliding my fingers along his hard length. He moaned, "Ah coach... Yes, that's it... stroke my big black cock..." he muttered under his breath as I jerked him off.

I blushed as I gazed at his cock, admiring his size. his cock was so much thicker than Miguel's, my husband's cock; my fingers strained to wrap around his girth. But his reaction made me more confident about my skills, and my hands sped up involuntarily, "Is it good, Duane?" I asked him shyly, looking up at him with a small smile.

Duane nodded and grinned at me, "Fuck yes, coach... this is the best hand job I've ever had..."

I continued to stroke his cock, my hand sliding up and down his impressive length as he moaned, "Oh fuck baby, your hands feel amazing..." he told me in a husky voice as he closed his eyes. I blushed as I listened to Duane's moans; no one but Miguel called me 'baby', my hand sliding up and down his slick shaft as precum oozed out of his cockhead.

After a minute or so of stroking him, I turned to the others and reached out for their cocks again. I grabbed onto their cocks and resumed jerking them off, alternating between them as I switched between stroking Duane and them. Within minutes, all five of them were panting heavily as I pumped their cocks vigorously, "Fuuck Coach... I'm going to cum soon... Don't stop, coach..." Winston told me breathlessly as I jerked him and Jake off.

I blushed as I heard him, "Cum Winston... cum for me..." I whispered, looking up at him shyly as my hands glided up and down their shafts rapidly. Both their cocks were leaking pre-cum, coating my palms and fingers.

Jake moaned when he heard me talking to Winston, "Coach Avy, me too! I'm almost there!" he grunted as I jerked him off. I blushed at Jake's comment, my hands not slowing down as I focused on making him cum, "Come on, Jake, cum for me!" I told him seductively, biting my lower lip shyly as I looked up at him.

Jake gasped when he heard me talking to him, "Coach Avy! Oh fuck!!" he exclaimed as his cock twitched in my hand. "Here it comes! Ah fuck!!! I'm cumming..." he cried out as his cock erupted in my hands, shooting powerful jets of cum that splattered all over my tits, and some even landed on my face. I gasped in surprise as Jake came all over me, but I didn't stop jerking him off, "Oh Coach Avy, thank you... Thank you..." he muttered breathlessly as I milked him dry.

As Jake came all over me, I noticed Winston grunting next to me, "Oh Coach Avy, I'm cumming... I'm going to cum on you..." he exclaimed as his cock twitched in my hand and shot multiple thick ropes of cum that sprayed all over my face, covering my cheeks, lips and forehead with his gooey seed. I couldn't help moaning as Winston came all over me, "Mmm Winston... that's it... cum for me..." I told him as I looked up at him shyly, licking my lips and tasting some of his cum.

"Oh fuck! She swallows!" Marvin exclaimed excitedly as he watched me licking Winston's cum off my lips, and this was enough to set him and Kyle off. "I'm going to cum all over those big tits, coach..." Marvin grunted as he aimed his cock at my cleavage and exploded, gushing thick streams of cum that spilt all over my tits.

Kyle followed soon after Marvin, aiming his cock at my face and came powerfully, "Coach, here I cum... Take it... Mmmm, take it all!" he grunted as he covered my face with his thick load.

"Mmmm, yes... cum all over me, boys..." I told them breathlessly as I jerked them off, switching hands and making sure I milked all four of them dry. The shower room was filled with the sounds of their loud moans and my heavy breathing as I stroked them all in unison, milking them for all they had.