Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: Pammy helps a couple Coachs relieve their sexual tentions|
Pammy as a Relief Agent
Another figment of my imagination. But I think it would have been fun. If you have comments please send them to pammy2288 at yahoo.com.
I really loved my new school. I had met kids that I wouldn’t really call buddies but could talk to walking down the hall or before class started. And I had met a couple of girls that we talked a lot as we caressed our own and each other’s bodies. All in all I was doing really well. As I walked down the hall one afternoon I noticed a small poster on the bulletin board. It said, “Needed, an assistant for the Basketball teams manager. Bring this notice to Boy’s basketball Coach Adams.”
I thought about it thru my final class and decided what the hell. I took the poster off the wall and headed for the gym. Practice was still going on but I approached the Coach and showed him the poster. He told me practice was over at 4:30 and to bring it to my office if I could wait. I told him OK and decided to go to the library and work on my homework until time to see him.
Let me describe Coach Adams. He is a tall, probably 6’6” or so, very fit and handsome black dude. He was wearing a basketball jersey and sweat pants. His arms were very big and strong and I guessed so were his legs. I did just happen to notice, yeah right, just happened to, a nice bulge in his baggy pants. I knocked on his office door at exactly 4:30 and was told to enter.
Coach was seated behind his desk and as I approached him I noticed that his eyes cruised up and down my body several times. I started to get a bit of a tingle in my nipples and my pussy as I was checked out. I seated myself in the chair in front of him, making sure my legs were properly crossed so my short skirt didn’t expose my flaming cunt.
“So, you are interested in the assistant’s position?” Coach asked. “Do you have any idea what your duties and responsibilities would be?”
“No,” I replied, “That’s why I’m here, to find out.”
“Well your main job will be to do the laundry.” He went on to tell me I would be making sure nothing was left in the gym after practice, that after he and the other coaches were thru with their showers I would be picking up everything in the coach’s room and then I would do the same in the player’s locker room. And he emphasized several times that at no time would I be in either room if someone else was there, coach or player.
I began to notice that every once in a while Coach would lean forward while he was talking and run his eyes up and down my body again. And then I noticed without thinking about it when he was doing that my legs started spreading a little bit. When he quit looking my legs closed or were crossed again. I think I must have smiled because the next time he leaned forward I spread my legs on purpose, fairly wide so he got a good view.
“I’m thinking about assigning you another task,” he said quite softly.
“And that is?”
“I’m going to explain things and then suggest something and if you don’t want to consider it that is fine; it won’t affect our relationship and won’t be mentioned again. Is that understood?” he asked.
“OK,” I replied.
“My wife and I have a very good marriage. She is a successful business woman and of course I spend a lot of hours at my job. Because of our schedules we really don’t spend much time, except for sleeping, satisfying each other’s needs. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
I knew exactly what he was saying; they didn’t have much of a sex life. “Well I’m not sure,” I bashfully said as
I spread my legs again, “Could you explain it a little more?”
Coach got up and came around in front of his desk and sort of sat on it and repeated what I had been thinking, “We don’t have much of a sex life and I would need you to fill in for her once in a while.”
This was beginning to be a fun game. I knew where it was going but wanted to play a little longer. “You mean you want me to come to your house and substitute for your wife?”
“No, not at my house, here, in my office,” he retorted.
My eyes got big and I asked in a whisper, “What do you want me to do?”
Coach stood up, put his fingers in the top of his sweat pants and lowered them so his hard dick popped out. “Help me reduce the size of this,” he said, shaking his dick.
His hard and big black cock was about 12 inches in front of my face. I seriously doubted I could get the head in my mouth it was so huge. I reached out with one hand and touched the head with my finger, running it around and over and under. Coach must have been thinking about what was going to happen because I could already pick up some precum from the pee slot. My other hand gripped it tightly and started stroking. My fingers barely made it all the way around and with both hands wrapped around it there was still more cock then I could get in my mouth. I hadn’t licked or sucked yet, just stroked when Coach put his hand on the back of my head and forced his cock into my mouth. He pushed as far in as he could and then held my head there. I loved the feeling of a full mouth but couldn’t breathe so finally had to turn my head so I could get his cock out a little.
I turned back and took the big piece of meat down my throat again and Coach started fucking my face. I really didn’t have to do anything, just stay there on my knees. The pace was increased and even though I had only been dealing with a bare cock for a few minutes my mouth was suddenly full of cum. Both hands on my head and he would push in and stay for a few seconds then pull almost all the way out and push it back in, all the time unloading an immense amount of man sauce in my mouth. When his cock was in the out part of the fuck I could breathe and swallow, when it was in I couldn’t do either. After a few more minutes Coach withdrew completely and leaned back against the desk. He reached for a Kleenex to wipe a bit of cum off but my tongue beat him to it. I took his cock back in my mouth and sucked until I was sure I had all of his cum.
“Do you want the job Pammy?” he asked. I giggled and answered with a big smile. “OK I’ll give you the title of Laundry Girl and Pressure Relief Specialist. How does that sound?” I smiled again.
Coach returned to his chair behind the desk and as he did I slipped out of my panties. “But do you always leave your partner needing some relief also?” I asked. As I was talking I went around and stood beside Coach. I placed my very wet panties over his nose and said, “Smells like I could use some relief too.” Instantly a hand was moving up between my legs and a finger was finding my cunt. I sat back on his desk and spread my legs.
“A tongue will do nicely and it won’t take long.”
His lips felt oh so wonderful as they gripped my clit and pulled slightly. Then his tongue moved down between my cunt lips and pushed in. This man knew how to lick a pussy and my climax started after only a couple minutes after he began. When it hit I squirted and I mean squirted. I got him once in the face before he got his mouth open then gave him several more to swallow. My lover licked up and down my thighs and all around my rosebud and cunny until he was sure I was clean. Then even licked some off his desk.
“I think I’m going to like this job,” I said after I recovered enough to talk.
“Welcome aboard,” he replied as he got up. “I’ve got to get out of here, are you going to be alright?”
As I was walking down the hall to the front door I noticed several guys gave me a big grin as I walked by. A couple girls gave me a big frown. I decided I probably smelled of hard sex so went to the girl’s room to clean up a bit. After cleaning up I head out to catch my bus home.
The next day at practice I learned all about my job from Neil the Manager. He was a nice kid, didn’t get aggressive or anything, just explained what I had to do and when to do it. Things went pretty smooth the next day, which was Wednesday and I heard nothing from Coach. On Thursday I was checking the gym after practice and Coach appeared and told me to come to his office after I got the laundry started.
I cleaned up the Coach’s room and then the boy’s locker room. I had three big carts of dirty laundry that all had to be sorted. Towels, jerseys, pants and of course jock straps. Everything was wet or sweaty. I had sorted everything and was finishing up getting it into the washers. When I was handling the jock straps I imagined the cocks they had contained only a few minutes before. I even pressed on to my face and took a deep breath. Then I thought why am I wasting time dreaming when I have a big one waiting for me. I started all the washers and headed for Coach’s office.
I knocked on Coach’s door and was invited in. Coach was slouched out in his chair behind his desk. “Come around here,” he sort of ordered. I did so and was kind of surprised because his big, hard, beautiful love tool was already hard in his hand. “Help me,” he said with a big smile.
And so it was, Pammy to the rescue. On my knees, two hands and my mouth on his cock in seconds. I had barely started when there was a knock on the door and then it opened. I didn’t know what to do so I did nothing, just stayed where I was. It was the girl’s basketball Coach, Miss Edwards, with a question about using the Boy’s gym. Coach agreed and she was gone, I thought. I heard the door close and continued working on this big black thing I had before me. While I was sucking and playing I was also thinking. I, of course, have had several cocks in my hands and mouth and almost as many fingers in my pussy but have never been fucked. Up until this point Ray, the man I meet on the bus was my first choice to take my cherry in a couple weeks on my 13th birthday. But this cock in my hand was making its way to the top of the list.
Coach had my head in his hands and was pounding my mouth up and down on his cock. I loved being used like this because I knew it would only be a few minutes and my mouth would be full of cum. He started moaning and mumbling stuff like “oh yeah, and oh fuck that feels good.” And then my reward hit. Big, long, hot streams of cum. So much I couldn’t swallow fast enough and some leaked down my chin. I took as long as Coach would allow cleaning him up and then stood to leave. My finger pushed the cum from my face in to my mouth where It belonged.
Coach thanked me for doing my job and I thanked him for the opportunity. I headed for the laundry room to finish my days work. As I walked down the hall Miss Edwards appeared out of her office.
“Did you enjoy your time with Coach Adams?” she asked with a big smile. Then she looked down at my chest and ran her finger over my nipple and put it in her mouth. “Spilled a little I see,” she said, Mmmm, he tastes very good.” She then took my face in her hands and pressed her lips on mine. Instantly her tongue pushed its way into my mouth and danced with mine. “Your mouth tastes like a freshly fucked pussy,” she whispered, “Why don’t you come in my office so we can chat a little.”
She took my hand and led me into her office, or maybe I should say her storage room. Boxes along one wall, a small desk and chair, a couple folding chairs and a massage table. Normally I’m the aggressive one but decided I would let her. I was pressed back against the table and asked, “Have you ever been with a woman before?”
“Yes,” I replied. She began caressing my breasts and kissed me again. I ran my hands up and down and around on her slender legs and rear and then up to her breasts. She began to take my top off but I said, “No, not now, I have to go finish the laundry.”
“How long will it take?” she whispered as her fingers began rubbing my pussy.
“I just have to put them in the drier tonight, I’ll come in early in the morning and finish.”
Miss Edwards stepped back and said, “I live a couple of blocks from here, could you go home with me for a while?”
I looked at my watch and it was a little after 4. Mom wouldn’t be home until 6 so that was almost two hours to play. “I’d love to,” I answered with a big smile.
Miss Edwards helped me get the wet stuff into the driers and then we headed for her apartment. We chatted along the way.
“So you are bisexual?”
“Yes, I said and asked, “Are you?”
“No, I’m a lesbian, I don’t care for men. What do you like best about a woman, licking her pussy or having yours licked?”
“I like both really well. I don’t know which one best.”
“Well, which do you like best, licking a pussy or sucking a cock?”
“Same, I like both. I think being bi is the best of both worlds.”
“Do you have a wish list of things you’d like to do but haven’t?”
“I would like to be with a couple and watch them fuck. Then get to lick his hot cum out of her freshly fucked pussy, doesn’t that sound delicious?”
As we entered her apartment Miss Edwards took my hand. “Shall we go straight to my bedroom?”
“Yes,” I said with a sexy little smile, “Bet I can undress faster than you can.”
I saw a hallway and headed for it as I slipped off my t-shirt. As I almost ran I dropped my skirt and pushed down my panties. An open door showed me the bed so I dove on it. Miss Edwards was right behind me, nude as I was. She had beautiful breasts which were immediately covered with my hands. We were on our sides facing each other exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and eyes. We kissed a long passionate one and I found myself lying on my back with lips and tongue working my nipples. A hand and fingers found my pussy and teased me, flicking my enlarged clit and fingers testing the entrance to my cunny. Then the tongue was moving down and playing in my navel. A finger had entered my pussy and was then pressed against my lips.
“How do you taste?” my lover asked.
I sucked my cunt juice off and replied, “MMMMMM good.”
Miss Edwards was now hovering, getting ready to dive in. I pushed my pelvis up to her inviting her mouth and tongue. When she took my clit between her lips I about exploded. And then her tongue was licking up and down the slit of my cunt and pushing into my love hole. This woman knew how to please another. I was flailing the bed then held her head and pushed my pussy against her face. I so wanted to be doing this to her but didn’t want my pleasure to stop. She licked up and down, penetrated my love hole with her tongue and then started spanking my clit. Then I truly did explode. I shot my hot honey all over my lover’s face and it ran down over her tits and stomach.
I awoke with my face being pressed against Miss Edwards cum cover tits. I lay there enjoying the feeling and then moved slightly to take a nipple between my lips.
“Are you awake little girl?” Miss Edwards asked.
I smiled at her and said, “Yes and now I’m going to do to you everything you did to me.”
I moved up so I was lying on my beautiful lover. I pressed my lips to hers and pushed my tongue into her mouth. We kissed for a minute or so then I licked and kissed my way down to her tits. Her nipples were big and hard as I nibbled and sucked. She pressed my mouth harder as I played. Then I moved down towards my ultimate goal, her hot, wet, hairy pussy. Oh how I loved the taste of her honey as I made love to her. I fucked her with my tongue, as she had done to me. I licked up and down her thighs and all around the lips of her cunt. Then I spanked her like she did and was surprised when her hands grabbed my head and push my face firmly against her as she shot hot cum in my mouth. I like she had been was covered with cum as I moved up beside her. She smiled as she said,
“You learn quickly. It’s been a long time since I had a climax like that.”
I wasn’t thinking about the time, just about how wonderful my new lover was. My cell phone rang and I noticed it was just about 6 o’clock.
“Hi Mom,” I said.
“No, that’s fine, I’ll see you about 7. Bye.”
“She’s running late, is it OK if I stay for a little longer?”
My answer was a big kiss and fingers rubbing my pussy. What a way to kill an hour I thought to myself.
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