Fantasy The Substitute Sluts

"Aaahh...Ahhhh... Ahhhhh!" I moaned as Duane thrust his big black cock into me furiously from behind, his hips slamming into my juicy white ass. My body trembled in pleasure as he rammed back and forth into me like a bull, "Oh God... I can't believe it feels so good... Yeees... Fuck meee..."

I was in my new office, the Coach's Office, bent over my desk with my student fucking my ass! My tits were pressed firmly against the cold wood as I clung to my desk for dear life, moaning like a slut as he pounded me like there was no tomorrow!

"Ah! Aah! Aaahh!! Aaah!" I gasped in ecstasy, "Y-yes... Oh goddd... Fuuucckkk mee..."

He was like a stallion today; grunting in pleasure as his hands reached down and grabbed my tits. "You like that coach?" He growled into my ears as he pulled me up, forcing me to arch my back, "You like my cock fucking your ass, huh?"

I just moaned out his name, unable to answer coherently as I was lost in ecstasy, barely registering anything else. I just continued begging him to keep going, "Ahhhh... Y-Yes... Oh God... I never thought I would but... oh fuck Duane... I love it! Yes, please... Please..."

"Please what coach?" Duane taunted me in that dominant tone that I loved.

"P-please... Don't stop... Ohhh... I want more..." I pleaded with him, my body shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure washed over me.

By this point I knew that he loved hearing me beg for this cock. I felt his hands grip my ass tighter and he kept ramming his cock deep within my anal cavity, hitting all my sensitive spots as I screamed in delight. I felt like I was going insane with pleasure. My pussy was dripping wet and juices were leaking down my thighs, while his thick black cock stretched my ass apart with each thrust, "Yesss... Fuck meeee... I love it D-Duane... I love it so much..."

"Good, cause you're going to get fucked like this EVERY DAY!" Duane roared, his cock ramming deep inside my ass.

"Oh yesss... I want that... I want that soo much..." I cried out, gasping for breath between each word as I felt his cock plowing into me deeper than ever, "I want to be f-fuckeedd... Every...Day..."

"Damn Coach, look at what a slut you've become..." he groaned, "You've come a long way from that shy MILF we fucked just a few weeks ago in the locker room."

I moaned in agreement, my eyes rolling to the back of the head as I felt his cock throbbing violently inside my tight hole, "Y-Yes, I've become a ssslut... Now fuck me Duane... Fuck me hard... I want your cum!" I begged him, my whole body shuddering violently as I neared my climax, "Fill me up Duane... Please... I want it... I want it all..."

I was so close now; it felt like I was about to explode. Duane must have sensed it as well, because he began slamming his cock harder into me faster than ever before, his balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me mercilessly until-

"I'm cummingg Duane... I'm CUMMINGGGG!!!" I cried out as my orgasm ripped through me, making my whole body shake uncontrollably as I fell flat against my Coach's Desk once more, gasping for air with my face pressed against the cold wood.

Miguel's smiling face looked at me from the photo frame that lay on my desk, inches away from my face. The same photo that he had lovingly gifted me when he had given me this office.

"Oh Miguel, I'm so sorryyyy. I'm cumming all over Duane's cock. I'm so sorry..." I whimpered softly as I orgasmed, my ass clamping down tightly on his thick shaft, "Oh Miguel... Forgive meee... My love!"

Watching me cum was too much for Duane too as he finally slammed his cock into me one last time before exploding inside me, filling my ass with his hot cum while clutching my hips. My whole body shivered as he filled me up with his load; his thick black cock buried to the hilt within me.

"Damn Avy, you are definitely the sluttiest, sexiest, and hottest Coach any guy could wish for." Duane exclaimed as he finally pulled out of me, "I can't thank Principal Miguel enough for lending his wife to us for the entire season!"

I blushed at his comment but didn't respond. My mind skipped back to a few weeks ago, when I had made the one choice that led me to this day.

***

Four Weeks Ago...

"I think I'm going to quit!" I told my husband as I sat across from him at breakfast. It was the morning after my basketball team's playoff victory, the night when I was the talk of the school, the night when I proved to everyone the I could be a great coach, and also the night when my students had fucked my brains out like a slut in the locker room!

Kayla and Manny, who were eating cereal, looked up at me and then at their father in surprise. Miguel, who was quite absent minded, glanced at me from his newspaper, shocked by my sudden announcement. "Quit? Why? I thought you loved coaching the basketball team!" He asked me.

"I... I don't mean basketball... I want to quit being the science teacher and be the full-time Basketball coach!" I blurted out, looking at him nervously.

My husband raised his eyebrows at me in surprise. "What!?" he exclaimed, "The full-time Coach!"

"Y-yes, I think I'm good at coaching. I've always loved basketball, and this is my chance to get back in. I love science, but yesterday night with the team... I mean the victory last night made me think about what I really want to do going forward," I explained hesitantly.

"But honey, you know that the school board will never approve something like that. You've hardly got any real experience!" He looked at me in surprise, shaking his head firmly at my suggestion.

"Why not?! I've shown that I can turn things around. I mean, I'm the reason the team made it to the playoffs for the first time ever!" I protested, my voice rising slightly as I spoke.

He sighed and folded his newspaper neatly before putting it down on the dining table. "Look Avy, I know how much the game means to you, but this is ridiculous. I know our school has won against some other good teams, but it's really been just four games! It's nowhere enough to convince the school board that you can do this full-time!"

I bit my lip in anger, holding my temper. I wasn't going to back down today. Putting the 'rewards' thing aside, coaching Basketball was truly the most exciting thing I have ever done, and I wanted to do this full-time now more than ever. "W-what if we win?" I asked, my voice quavering.

He frowned, "Win what?"

"What if we win the state championship? Would you let me coach full-time then?"

However, instead of taking me seriously, Miguel burst out laughing, "Come on now... I know you've had a good run with this team, but winning the championship? Even you know that that's impossible, Avy!"

"But Dad!" my daughter, Kayla interjected before I could argue back, "Mom IS amazingly good at coaching. She knows the game better than anyone else at school!"

"She's right, dad." Manny agreed with his sister, "You should give her a chance, she's working very hard!"

"Guys, you don't know what the playoffs are like! It's tough! A few lucky games are good, but our team is still no match for the big schools. Winning the championship is impossible!" Miguel countered.

"But if I DO get this team to win, will you let me coach full-time?" I asked seriously, looking my husband straight in his eyes.

He looked at me and our kids' faces, noting the determined expression on my face, and chuckled, "Fine, fine... If by some miracle, you manage to win the championship then I WILL recommend that you be the new coach full-time!" Miguel told me, "But let's be realistic Avy... That ain't happening!"

***

It was the first practice session after the win over Newton, and I was nervous as I entered the gymnasium. All five boys were sitting on the bleachers, smirking and joshing around as they waited for me.

As I walked up to them, a torrent of questions, doubts and fear popped into my head. 'Did they tell anyone?', 'Will they really listen to me now or just totally ignore me like before?', 'Would they try to fuck me again today? Even if I say no?' and worst of all, 'Do I want them to fuck me again?'

The truth was, last night was the naughtiest, dirtiest, most forbidden thing I had ever done. I was a married teacher who had cheated on her husband with her students! But it was also the best sex I've had in my life. The feeling of five big, young black studs ravishing me, using my body for their pleasure...

'Snap out of it Avy!' I scolded myself as I shook my head and composed myself before walking up to my players.

As they saw me coming up, Jake whistled, while Kyle made catcalls at me, making the rest of the boys laugh. I blushed bright red at their teasing as I approached them. As I reached them, the boys went quiet and stared at me with wicked grins on their faces. There was silence for a moment, as I was unsure what to say or do. 'What do you say to your students after you've let them gang-bang you all night!' I thought.

"H-Hi guys..." I said, ignoring their lustful stares. I was wearing a simple, white button-up shirt with a short knee-length skirt, nothing fancy really, but my players all stared at me eagerly, nonetheless, as if I was a porn star... their porn star!

Nobody answered and the team looked up at Duane who stood up and walked up to me. As he took his place beside me to my right, he leaned down to whisper into my ear, "Looking sexy as always, Coach!" He teased, making me blush even brighter.

I looked up at him, his rugged handsome face mere inches away from mine. His lips curled into a smirk as I gazed at him wide-eyed, before I finally looked away shyly. I remembered how he had dominated me in the locker room, how he made me take his huge black cock in my mouth, how he made me suck him dry. The first black cock I had ever tasted... Ever swallowed... Ever fucked!

"Duane... I-" I whispered softly as I looked up at him wide-eyed.

Before I could finish my sentence, Kyle interrupted us, "So what's the plan, Coach! Are we gonna fuck you again today?" He asked expectantly, making Marvin, Jake, and Winston chuckle amongst themselves.

I blushed bright red as Kyle's question echoed throughout the empty court, "N-no! Of course not! Uhhh... So guys... About yesterday..." I began, but Duane cut me off mid-speech.

"There's not going to be anymore fucking on this team guys." Duane said loudly, as he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close to him protectively, his tone firm as he addressed the team. All four boys looked at him confused.

"The Coach made a deal that she would shower with us if we reached the playoffs, and I think she more than delivered on that end!" he told them sternly, his grip on my waist getting ever so tighter as he said this, "So the coach is OFF-LIMITS from now on! No one talks to anyone about what we did, and no one touches the Coach without her permission or else they'll have to deal with me!"

The basketball players all looked at Duane in disbelief, their jaws hanging open as if he was joking. Their smiles were wiped out in a second as if Christmas had been canceled.

But I didn't notice any of this at that time; as a wave of relief washed over me at Duane's declaration. He remembered his promise! He was keeping my secret safe! I blushed and looked up at him gratefully, my heart fluttering slightly as I gazed into his handsome face. Duane was a cocky, arrogant bully, but I didn't know he could also be surprisingly dependable and chivalrous!

He gave me a playful wink as he sensed my relief, "I told you Avy, you can trust me..." he whispered to me, giving me that cocky grin.

I mouthed a soundless 'Thank You' to Duane before addressing my players again, a little more confidently this time, "U-uhm Guys... As Duane said... No one mentions what happened yesterday to anyone. N-not even your friends. It stays between us six!"

With Duane glaring menacingly at them, the basketball players all nodded silently with frowns on their faces. Jake suddenly raised his hand, "Wait a second... What about the Championship?" he hesitantly asked, his voice laced with disappointment.

I looked up at Duane for help, but he just shrugged and chuckled as if to say, 'It's up to you'. He hadn't told them about the new 'Deal' yet!

I looked back at my team and blushed bright red as all of them stared expectantly at me. Meanwhile, Duane's hand subtly slid down my waist and cupped one of my ass-cheeks. I let out a soft gasp at his bold move, my heart racing in my chest as he casually groped me right in front of my players.

"Well, I need your help in that. I really want to become the permanent coach for the team, and I made a deal with Miguel, I mean your principal. If we win the state championships, then he'll put up a proposal to make me the head coach!" I told them with a nervous smile, but they remained silent, the disappointment of not getting to fuck me anymore had hit them pretty hard.

I bit my lips, hesitating for a moment before I continued, "Uhm... Don't you guys want me to be your full-time coach!" I told them, looking at their faces expectantly as I spoke; but the boys just exchanged looks among themselves quietly.

A small part of me, the loyal housewife who still loved Miguel, was still hoping that I could convince them to give their all without any extra motivation. But, as the moment dragged on, I knew that I didn't have any choice.

"Actually... Uhh... there is something in it for you..." I began, my blush deepening even further as Duane's hand squeezed my soft butt-cheeks. I had to bite my lip to suppress a soft moan from escaping my mouth as he groped me, "Uhmmm... Duane and I made another deal! If...If you guys win the championship then, I'll let you... uhhhh..." I mumbled softly, too embarrassed to complete the sentence, as I looked up at him helplessly.

Duane helped me this time by finishing my thought. "Coach Avy agreed that if we win the championship, we get to fuck her again as many times as we want for an entire weekend..." he announced.

'A Weekend!' I gasped in surprise as his words registered in my mind, 'That's NOT what we agreed at all!!', I tried to protest, but he silenced me by squeezing my ass even harder, and I ended up whimpering softly instead.

"Really Coach?" Marvin exclaimed, pumping his fist up in the air, "We get to fuck you for an entire weekend if we win the championship?"

Duane chuckled as he saw the shocked look on my face, "Yep... An entire weekend to do whatever we want to our lovely Coach..." He confirmed, making my team go crazy!

While my other players were busy high-fiving and cheering at this, I looked up at Duane with a disapproving look, pouting at him. "A Weekend!" I whispered to him.

He just grinned and leaned down, "Well, I HAD to up the stakes for them if we want them to really put their hearts into it... It's the championship after all!" Duane reassured me in a soft voice so that the others would not hear.

He wasn't wrong, the team had already fucked me on reaching the playoffs, so it made sense to up the ante for the championship! But even then, I couldn't help but feel a bit afraid at the thought of spending a whole weekend getting fucked by my players.

"What about our weekly 'Rewards'?" Kyle asked me as soon as Duane pulled away from me. "We still get those, right coach?", his eyes shining with hope as he asked me his question.

I bit my lip, as all my players looked at me expectantly. I was overwhelmed by the situation and Duane came to my rescue, yet again, setting some ground-rules for the team and me. The cocky, arrogant bully was turning out to be my knight in shining armor.

"Weekly Rewards are ON... BUT Coach Avy is not sucking anyone off or giving hand-jobs for practice..." Duane announced as he picked up his phone and forwarded a message to our team group chat. "I'm sending the ground-rules for our practice sessions to the group chat... Anyone violates these rules, and they are off the team... Got it?"

I blushed bright red as I too read 'The Ground Rules', along with my players. They started off innocuously enough, but gradually escalated into things that made me blush deeply.

Team Rules:

1) Practice is MANDATORY and Skipping even one excludes you from future rewards.

2) Nobody can be late for Practice.

3) Coach is OFF-LIMITS (except for practice rewards), unless explicitly stated otherwise, by her OR Duane.

4) Coach must wear extremely revealing and sexy clothing to motivate the team.

5) The best player of the day will be selected by Coach Avy after every practice for a five-minute make-out session.

6) Special Reward from the Coach in the showers after winning the Quarter-Final and Semi-Final.

7) The rewards stop for everyone if anyone outside the team finds out about our deal.

I looked up at Duane, wide eyed, wondering how he came up with these outrageous conditions, but he just smirked down at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief before turning to his team, "Now that we've got the rules out of the way... Let's warm up and start practicing! We've got a championship to win!"

***

The practice went exceptionally well. The boys warmed up, and then we ran drills before starting three on two. Duane was unstoppable as he dominated my players in scrimmage matches.

They seemed to have an extra spring in their steps as they practiced, which made me realize that I really was onto something with this reward system. I ran them through some more drills. Before we even realized it, the practice was over!

I gulped nervously, sitting on the courtside bench, as they lined up in front of me for their 'Reward'. They wanted to know who I chose for the five-minute make-out session with me. I caught Duane's eye, as he looked at me cockily, his muscular body glistening with sweat as he stood in line with his teammates. He knew that he had been the best today and smiled smugly at me, expecting his reward!

However, a mischievous grin spread across my lips as I decided to have a little fun with my cocky bully. Instead of selecting the obvious winner, i.e. Duane, I called Winston over to me and he trotted up happily, his cock already tenting his shorts as he approached me.

I got up and then pushed him down onto the bench and then glanced at Duane who was staring at me with an amused look on his face. I winked at him playfully before I turned around and straddled Winston's lap!

"Ready for your reward Winston?" I purred as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Winston's eyes lit up with excitement as I leaned in and settled my soft tits onto his chest. I pulled him closer and then kissed him softly on his lips.

"Mmmmph..." Winston moaned softly as our lips met, his arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer as we made out. My team cheered as they watched us, my tongue invading his mouth and wrestling with his tongue in a wet, sloppy kiss.

My eyes flickered over to Duane as I made out with Winston, and I blushed bright red at the expression on his face. It was obvious that he was jealous of his friend who stole his reward. I grinned, enjoying tormenting Duane as I made out with Winston passionately, my tongue sliding over his lips and making him groan with pleasure as we kissed.

Winston's hands roamed over my curvy body, feeling up my slender waist and hips shamelessly as I made out with him. He moaned softly into my mouth as we kissed, his hands sliding up my body and then cupping my large tits eagerly, fondling them as our tongues wrestled within our mouths for what seemed like forever until finally, I broke our kiss, gasping for air.

Winston leaned forward instinctively, trying to continue our kiss, but I looked at my watch and then placed a finger on his lips and stopped him, "Time is up baby..." I told him softly, winking at him playfully. Winston groaned in frustration but let me go anyways, his cock rock-hard within his shorts as I got up from his lap and turned towards my team.

"Next practice at the same time, boys... See you all here tomorrow!" I told my players cheerily as I grabbed my bag and walked out of the gymnasium. I giggled to myself as I knew I had left them all hard and wanting more.

***

As I walked out, I got a message from Miguel asking me to meet him down by Coach Simmon's old office in ten minutes. I was still mad at him from this morning, but I relented and headed down there. The Basketball and Baseball Coach offices are a little isolated from the rest of the school buildings, situated in a little corner alcove near the grounds with both Coach Carter's (Duane's father and the Baseball Coach) and Coach Simmons' (our ex-Basketball coach) offices right next to each other.

I reached there a bit early and waited around in the corridor for Miguel impatiently. I was lost in my thoughts, thinking about my team, when Coach Carter's door opened suddenly, and Asa, the Math teacher walked out!

Asa is a breathtakingly gorgeous woman, with long black hair and big brown eyes. She's probably the only teacher in school with Asian features, and she is VERY popular with both the students and the teachers. However, she's always been the most innocent and reserved of the female staff members, so nobody has ever dared to hit on her.

"Hey Asa! What are you doing here?" I greeted her cheerily, smiling at my colleague.

Asa blushed bright red as she saw me and nervously tucked her hair behind her ears, "Oh Avy... Hi! I-I was just... Uhmm visiting Coach Carter..." she stuttered shyly, her face turning crimson as she spoke. I noticed that a button or two on her blouse were undone, and her hair was a bit messy. Not at all like the usual prim and proper Asa that I knew.

I tilted my head curiously at her, wondering what she was doing here, "Visiting Coach Carter?" I repeated curiously.

"Y-yeah... He's been coaching me on how to speak Japanese in my free period... You know he did coach abroad for a few years..." Asa explained nervously, looking down at her shoes as she spoke.

I blinked in surprise, "Really? Coach Carter is teaching you Japanese!?" I asked her in amazement. I had never heard of anyone speaking Japanese in this town, much less a fellow teacher. I would have loved to know more but before I could ask any more questions, Miguel showed up.

"Avy! There you are..." My husband called out loudly as he approached us. Asa took this opportunity to excuse herself and hurried off, leaving Miguel and I alone in the corridor.

"What was that about?" Miguel asked me curiously as Asa rushed off past him, adjusting her skirt nervously, which I just noticed, was for some reason riding up quite high. However, my attention was back on my husband as he looked at me with a wide smile on his face.

"That was Asa heading back after her 'Japanese Lesson' with Coach Carter..." I told Miguel, rolling my eyes slightly as I realized how weird that sounded, "But forget about that... What are we meeting here for?" I asked him impatiently, still slightly mad at him from this morning.

He had a guilty smile and replied sheepishly, "I'm sorry Avy... I just wanted to apologize to you. I was being a dick this morning. I think it's great that you want to coach full-time!" he said, as he pulled a pair of keys from his pocket and opened the closed door to Coach Simmons' old office.

"I pulled in some favors and got us a substitute teacher to take over your regular science classes... so that you can focus on trying to win the championship!" Miguel told me happily, as he led me inside and closed the door behind us, "and I thought you needed some privacy from the rest of the teachers to plan for your games, so this is now your new office!"

I stared around in amazement as I took in the sight of Coach Simmons' former office. It was big with lots of space and plenty of light from the windows overlooking the fields. There was a nice big whiteboard, a huge desk for the coach, several chairs scattered around, and even an extra-large couch for visitors.

But more than that, a small plaque on the Coach's desk caught my attention immediately as Miguel spoke. It read "Substitute Coach Avy"!

"Miguel... You mean it! Is this... MY OFFICE?" I exclaimed in amazement, my jaw dropping open as I realized what he had done.

"Not permanently yet! You will need to win the tournament first before I can talk to the Board about that... But yes, Avy... This office is yours for now." Miguel told me happily, as he wrapped his arm around my waist, "I'm sorry for this morning, honey... I know how much coaching means to you..."

"Oh Miguel... Thank You... Thank you!" I squealed happily as I hugged him back tight. I was so touched by Miguel's gesture that I pulled him closer and kissed him passionately on his lips.

Miguel moaned softly as he returned my kiss, his hands slipping down to my waist as we embraced each other. I didn't know what came over me as I kissed him passionately, my tongue probing into his mouth eagerly as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him close to me.

His eyes widened in surprise at my passion, "Ummm... Avy..." Miguel mumbled in confusion as I kissed him hungrily, but I ignored him and kept kissing him like I had never done before. However, this seemed to panic my husband, who backed off from me suddenly breaking the kiss.

"Avy! What has gotten into you. Not at school... This isn't appropriate." Miguel protested, pushing me back gently, "Now, I've got some meetings to go to, so I'll leave you to settle down and check things out..."

I giggled at his shy nature and pecked my husband on his cheeks one last time before he left, leaving me alone to check out the office. I loved everything about it, except one thing. 'Substitute Coach Avy' didn't sound quite right... I felt that I deserved a better title, so I grabbed a permanent marker and scribbled out the words 'Substitute' and replaced it with 'Head'!

I stepped back to admire my handiwork and couldn't help but giggle as I read the new inscription: 'Head Coach Avy'! It looked so perfect now, and I smiled happily at my desk. I had come a long way since Coach Carter had kicked me out of his office months ago when I had tried to offer him some advice!

As I placed the plaque back on my desk, I noticed a small photo-frame with Miguel's smiling face staring back at me. He'd probably left it there to remind me to stay motivated like he always was. I was about to pick it up when...

"Hey Coach!" I jumped as I heard a deep voice calling out for me. I looked up and found Duane leaning against my office door with his arms crossed, smirking at me cockily.

"Duane...? What are you doing here?" I asked as he stepped inside my office and closed the door shut behind him, "How did you even find me here?"

"Well, the Principal discussed giving you this office with my Dad this morning... and Dad told me! So, I kinda guessed you would be here..." Duane told me, shrugging his shoulders casually as he strode over and sat on the couch opposite to the Coach's Desk. He had changed out of his basketball gear and was now dressed casually in a black tight-fitting shirt and grey sweatpants that complemented his muscular body perfectly.

My cheeks reddened slightly as my eyes wandered over his sculpted upper body instinctively, the shirt did nothing to hide how buff he was!

"You can't just barge into my office like that... It's inappropriate!" I told him.

Duane shrugged nonchalantly, "I just wanted to congratulate you on your new office... You've definitely earned it!" he told me, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he spoke.

I blushed bright red at his compliment, looking at him with reddening cheeks as I mumbled out an incoherent thank you; butterflies fluttering in my stomach at his compliment. Why did I always act like a silly teenager whenever he teased me?

"I-Is that all you came here for?" I asked, as I looked up at him again.

Duane's eyes lingered on my tits for a few seconds longer before he looked up to meet my eyes and smirked, "No actually... I had something much more fun in mind. Why don't you join me over here, Coach?" he gestured to the empty spot on the couch beside him.

I blushed bright red at his invitation, "Duane... you promised me that you would behave..."

"Come here, Avy..." Duane commanded me, calling me by name rather than 'Coach'. I hesitated for a moment, but Duane repeated himself again, "Come Here Avy..." he said once more, beckoning me towards him.

I hesitated briefly, looking around nervously at my office door to make sure we were alone before complying. My heart racing as I made my way over to Duane slowly, stopping right before him.

As I stood before him nervously biting my lip, he suddely grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his lap roughly, until I was straddling his muscular thighs. I blushed further as he wrapped his arms around my waist and looked up into my eyes with a cocky grin plastered across his lips, "You don't mind if we celebrate your new office, Coach, do you?"

"Duane... I thought we had a deal..." I whispered as Duane's hands slowly caressed my soft ass, "Y-you said I was off-limits..."

"You're still off-limits for the team..." Duane replied as he pulled me closer, "But don't you think the captain deserves some extra perks for making sure the rest of the team keeps their hands off you?"

He was right; Duane was the probably the only reason I wasn't currently getting fucked by my players in the shower and the reason why my secret wasn't out yet.

"I guess... I'll admit that you were very helpful today!" I mumbled and looked deep into Duane's eyes, gazing into his face that was mere inches away from mine. I had to admit, Duane was handsome with his dark chocolate skin, chiseled jawline, and his full soft lips that were now curved upwards into a naughty smirk.

"So, what are you waiting for..." Duane whispered as he leaned in closer until our lips were almost touching.

'Damn it... I wasn't going to let him get the best of me today...' I thought to myself, hesitating for a second before leaning in and planting a soft sinful kiss on his lips.

I had kissed Miguel in this very office, just a few minutes ago, but Duane's kiss felt completely different from that. My husband was sweet and loving, but Duane made my body burn up with desire as his full soft lips pressed against mine, his arms wrapping around my body and pulling me closer, possessively.

"Mmmmm..." I moaned into Duane's mouth, my hands resting on his broad shoulders instinctively as our tongues tangled within our mouths, sliding over each other as we made out.

His hands reached down to hook the hem of my skirt and hiked it up to my waist, exposing my round soft bubble butt to him completely. My cheeks heated up in embarrassment as his fingers brushed against my panty covered pussy; but I continued making out with him without a care, my hands running all over his muscular body shamelessly.

I was grinding on his crotch, my panties rubbing against his bulging sweatpants as I rolled my hips sensually. I could feel Duane growing harder within his pants, and it made me moan into his mouth in desire as I imagined his thick black cock plowing into my wet pussy.

Meanwhile, his strong hands slipped beneath my blouse unbuttoning it expertly before ripping it open. I gasped in surprise as my milky white tits spilled out of my shirt, my lacy black bra hardly doing a good job to contain them.

"You're SO fucking sexy Coach..." He growled as he broke our kiss and gazed lustfully at my tits. I blushed bright red at this, my cheeks burning with shame as he stared at my juicy 34DD tits.

"You promised..." I protested as Duane leaned down and planted a soft kiss onto my cleavage, making me shiver with desire as his lips trailed down my boobs.

But he ignored my weak protests and kissed his way down slowly, his full soft lips brushing against my bra-covered nipples as he made me whimper in anticipation. "I'm not going to fuck you Avy..." He murmured as he looked up at me.

"Then what are you..." I began but Duane cut me off mid-speech. He reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, making my tits spill out of it completely. Duane leaned in, wrapping his full soft lips around one of my hard pink nipples and sucked on it greedily. His lips felt incredible as he sucked and nibbled on my sensitive nipples, making me throw my head back and moan out loud in pleasure.

"Oooooohhhh... Duuuannnnne..." I moaned loudly as I arched my back, pressing my breast against Duane's face, as he sucked on my tits hungrily. His tongue swirled around my areola, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body as he sucked on my boobs.

This continued on for a few minutes, as he worshipped my breasts, kissing and sucking and nipping on my tits until finally he pulled away from me with a satisfied grin. "Fuck Avy... I could suck on your tits all day long... You are such a hot bitch!" he exclaimed huskily, his hands squeezing my large soft tits, fingers sinking into my creamy flesh as he admired my voluptuous body.

I whimpered helplessly; my mind clouded with desire as Duane groped my tits roughly. My body was aching with need now, and I could feel my wetness soaking through my panties, as my juices seeped from my pussy.

"D-Duane... You have to stop... Someone might come in..." I begged him weakly, but he just chuckled as he pulled me close to kiss me lightly on my lips.

"In that case, let's get down to business..." he said, his eyes glinting mischievously as he spoke.

Before I could respond he pushed me back gently, easing me onto the floor on my knees. I blushed bright red as I realized what Duane meant by 'business', the tent in his grey sweatpants right in front my of face.

I stared at Duane's bulge in disbelief as he pulled down his sweats and boxers. His cock sprang out, thick, long and rock-hard with veins running down its length as it stood erect before my face. Even though he had fucked me yesterday with it, I had forgotten the sheer size and thickness of his cock and I stared at it, mesmerized by its beauty.

"Keeping the rest of the team in line every day is stressful work! Don't you agree coach?" he chuckled as he stroked his thick shaft with his hand, the tip of his cock leaking with precum as he teased me with it. I nodded absent-mindedly as I stared at his cock, my mouth salivating uncontrollably.

"I didn't hear you, Coach..." he teased me as he tapped my lips with his thick black cock, "I asked if you think it's a tough job... making sure that they don't blab about your slutty secret?"

My eyes flickered up to his face, my blush deepening as I nodded my head obediently, "U-uhm yeah! It's a hard job..." I mumbled as the musky scent of his manly cock filled my nostrils, making me tremble with need.

"So don't you think it's your job, Coach, to take care of my stress?" He asked me. I bit my lower lips shyly as I stared up at his handsome, rugged face. I knew he was playing with me, manipulating me like he always did but my pussy was so wet already! My body aching to please him as I looked at his cock and licked my lips.

"I...Uhhh... Yes, I should help you relax... Captain..." I mumbled softly, my heart thumping loudly within my chest as I answered him obediently.

"Good girl! Now put your pretty lips to good use and start sucking!" Duane commanded me and I obeyed him, leaning forward eagerly without hesitation.

He groaned loudly, throwing his head back as I wrapped my lips around his bulbous cock-head, taking his fat black cock deep into my mouth. "Oh FUCK! Your mouth feels amazing, coach!" he growled loudly, his hands reaching for my head and pulling me deeper onto his cock.

'Oh God Miguel... I'm sorry! I shouldn't be doing this...' I thought to myself as I slobbered all over Duane's cock hungrily, my tongue swirling around his thick shaft as I bobbed my head back and forth rapidly on his monster cock.

Duane tasted amazing! His musky, masculine smell made my mind foggy with lust as I slurped all over his cock eagerly. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked his cock hard, making slurping sounds echo throughout my new office, as I worshiped my star athlete's cock.

Drool dripped down my chin, his cock hitting the back of my throat with each thrust. My body trembled with pleasure as I choked and gagged on his cock, my pussy dripping wet with arousal as Duane used me like his personal fucktoy.

"Mmmmppphhh... Mmmmm... Sluuuurrrpp..." I gagged loudly as Duane fucked my mouth, my tits bouncing within my half open blouse as he ravaged my mouth mercilessly.

"Ahhh... fuck Coach... Look how fucking sexy you look..." Duane grunted as he stared down at me with lustful eyes, "On your knees, with my cock in your mouth and your shirt hanging off your shoulder... I bet Principal Miguel would have a heart attack if he saw you like this..."

But Miguel was quite far from my thoughts right now. I was too lost in the lust for his cock and only cared about pleasuring this amazing cock! I pulled his cock out of my mouth momentarily to catch my breath, and then began licking and slurping all over Duane's cock hungrily, desperate to taste his cum.

"C-cum for me Duane... Please cum..." I exclaimed between slurps as I licked all over Duane's shaft eagerly, my saliva dripping down his balls as I drooled all over his cock.

All this while, my right hand snaked down into my panties unconsciously and began fingering my pussy desperately as I pleasured Duane. I prayed silently that Duane wouldn't notice as my fingers slid into my sopping wet cunt, my hips bucking forward slightly as I rubbed my clit.

However, he was watching me with amusement as he continued to stroke his thick cock in his hand while I slobbered all over it. Duane smirked at me as he realized that I was masturbating, "You are such a fucking dirty slut coach! You love this don't you? Being on your knees with my cock in your mouth... Finger-fucking yourself like a horny little whore..." he exclaimed, laughing out loud as he saw me blush deep red.

"Yessss..." I moaned softly as I nodded my head obediently, too ashamed and turned-on to even argue with him, "Yes, I am your dirty slut... I want you to fill my mouth with your thick cum..." I begged him, blushing bright red.

Duane laughed as he saw my reaction, "You are so fucking beautiful... So, fucking gorgeous... You are the sexiest, hottest bitch I've ever seen, Avy... Fuck!" he exclaimed, making butterflies flutter in my stomach as he called me beautiful and complimented me.

"Ahh fuck... I can't wait to cum all over that pretty face of yours..." He exclaimed as he stroked his thick cock rapidly in front of my face. "Open your mouth slut... Stick that tongue out..." he said, and I obeyed him, leaning forward submissively and opening my mouth wide, sticking out my tongue for him.

My fingers slid in and out of my pussy faster as Duane jerked himself in front of me, my eyes locked onto his throbbing cock. I was close to climaxing as I stared at his cock, my fingers rubbing my clit furiously.

"Oh fuck... here it coooomes..." Duane groaned loudly as he erupted violently all over my face, showering me with ropes of thick white cum. I screamed out loud in pleasure as I came along with him, my orgasm ripping through my body as Duane decorated my face with his hot seed.

I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue to accept his thick load eagerly, moaning in pleasure as I felt his cum splash against my lips and tongue.

"Swallow it all... Don't waste a single drop, you slut," Duane ordered, making me blush bright red but I obeyed and swallowed his cum, gulping down his load hungrily, my own juices spilling into my panties as my pussy convulsed around my fingers. My tongue scooped up his delicious, sticky load and swallowed it eagerly as I stared into his eyes.​