chest.

'I'm, uuh,' he stammered, finally getting the words out. 'I-I'm not always comfortable talking to members of the staff.' 'Bull shit!!' I said harshly.

'What?' he gasped, shocked to hear this once-quiet nurse using words like that.

'I said bull shit, Coach Martin,' I said. 'I've seen you looking at me. I even heard you joking with the other guys about my body.'

'Well,' he said, blushing again. 'I guess.'

'I didn't mean to flash my pussy at you yesterday. It just happened. But you looked. I saw you. I saw you get a hard-on, too.' 'Miss Perry!' he gasped again.

'So why do you act as if you're afraid of me?' I asked.

At first, he wouldn't answer me. I waited, seeing his eyes flashing up to peek at my boobs once again.

'If I minded you looking,' I whispered, pulling the ring down another inc. 'I'd cover up. I like you looking, coach. Talk to me.'

'I don't think a beautiful, young woman like you would be interested in having some bald old man hitting on her,' he said, hanging his head.

'I like you, Coach Martin,' I said, understanding the problem now 'You're nice,'

He smiled, this time looking up at me, and then he dropped his eyes to look at my exposed titties. When his eyes came back up to mine, he wasn't trying to hide what he'd seen. 'I think you're kinda cute, too,' I giggled. 'Really?' he said.

'And I know you like looking at girls,' I said. 'Go ahead. Look I don't mind. I like having a man look at me. I love it when a guy gets hard over me. My pussy was all wet when you saw it, wasn't it?'

'Jesus,'he moaned softly as I pulled down the zipper on the front of my dress.

My door was locked, and I let the dress fall to the floor. His eyes followed my hands as I found the front clasp to my new bra. He leaned forward, anticipating what I was going to show him.

'You wanna see my tits?' I asked, teasing him as my fingers toyed with the clasp.' He nodded, unable to speak.

I flipped, letting my nicely shaped boobs come into view.

My nipples were crinkled up and hard. I rolled them between my fingers, naughtily licking my lips as that warm feeling I loved started to heat up in my belly. My hands went down to my panties. Today, I had on a pair of french-cut, bikini style panties. I hooked my thumbs in the top and waited, teasing Coach Martin.

'Ask me,' I said. 'Ask to see my hot, little pussy, baby.'

My hand slipped down inside my panties. I watched his eyes as I opened my cunt, flicking into the wet pool inside my creaming fuck hole. I stroked up to my clitty, groaning as the feelings got hotter.

'God, Jessica,' he panted. 'Please. Let me see your pussy again.'

I dragged off the damp panties. I was all wet inside, and I wanted to show my wet cunt to the coach. TO really show it to him. I hopped up on my empty desk, opening my legs wide.

'Take a good look, Coach,' I whispered, spreading my legs for him.

I closed my eyes, the naughty thrill of exposing myself so openly to this man was almost enough to bring on an orgasm without even being touched. I heard the chair Coach Martin was sitting in roll closer to the desk. His strong hands touched my knees.

Then something incredible touched the folds of my furry pussy. A moist, warm, wriggling mass separated my swollen cuntlips, sliding right up to the stiff tip of my clitty.

'Ooooh, my God,' I groaned. 'What are you doing to me?' 'I'm just licking your pretty pussy,' he said. 'Jesus, that's so wonderful,' I gasped.

'No one has ever gone down on you?' he asked, amazed again by my lack of sexual experience.

'No,' I said. 'Never. But don't stop. Please, Coach. Do that again.'

My body writhed and squirmed on the hard desktop as he leaned in close again. His fingers rubbed over my hot pussy, spreading my cuntlips wide open again. A singer finger penetrated my juicy depths, sliding inside and swirling excitedly up to my aching clitty.

'Mmmm,' I moaned in protest, pinching my own nipples, knowing fully well that he was watching me slide feverishly over the top of my own desk. 'No. Lick me. Do that nasty thing with your tongue again, Coach. Oooh, please?'

Coach Martin was holding my cunt open and torturing me with his fingers. I could feel his warm breath. I groaned, humping up until my bare pussy touched his chin. That got him started. That marvelous moist tongue flicked out again. He licked me between my oozing cuntlips and flicked around in a tight little circle around the tip of my joy-button. 'Yes!' I hissed. 'That's it. More of that.'

My senses filled with utter delight. I was being eaten by a man and eaten so nicely. And as he licked on my hot little cunt, I pinched down hard on my sensitive nipples. Coach Martin shoved a finger back up into my clutching cunt-hole. I was dripping all over his hands and face, as he sucked my clit, gently. 'Oooh, that's nice,' I managed. 'S-So nice.'

'Your pussy tastes sweet, Jessica,' he moaned, the words, almost lost as my thighs closed around his head.

'I like hearing you say that,' I whispered, spreading my thighs so he could look up at me. 'My pussy. It makes me hot to hear that. Talk dirty to me. Eat me and talk dirty to me, Coach.'

'I'm licking your snatch, you prick-teasing, little bitch,' he said, his eyes locked on the winking, wet hole that was squirming only inches form his mouth. 'God, your pussy is so beautiful. I haven't seen anything like this in years. So young and wet and hot. Let me lick it. Let me eat your hot cunt, Jessica.'

He dove back in, unable to stop himself. I didn't care. Those wonderful feelings were back again. He wormed his tongue up between my cuntlips, making one long, wet slurping motion and covering every inch of my naked cunt. His tongue twisted across my clitty, I clamped again with my moist thighs to show him exactly where I wanted him to lick.

All I could see was that bald spot on the back of his head. I was crushing that head, not caring if I was cutting off his air. Surging with lust, I wanted more I wanted to do it all. I wanted Coach Martin's cock. I wanted to try what he was doing. I wanted to use my mouth on his angrily swollen cock. To let him put it in my mouth, my cunt, even my ass.

But most of all, I wanted more of his hot tongue.

'Eat me,' I ordered as he sucked at my hard joy-button. 'Oooh, baby. Suck it. Suck my pussy!' His face was buried in my hairy cunt, Coach Martin started rocking his head back and forth. He was driving his tongue up into me, and my pussy sucked at it, gripping around the slimy mass. I was breathless, over this first-time oral orgy, and I could feel my wetness smearing on his cheeks now as I humped up and down against his driving tongue.

As he was stabbing me with his tongue, our timing got off a little. I humped up as he was licking and pushing down. His eager tongue slipped out of my hot pussy, and landed right in the center of my puckering asshole.

'Ooooh, Coach,' I groaned, mewling as his tongue swirled across the crinkled rings of my ass.

'You like that?' he asked, pulling away for just as second. 'It's so naughty,' I groaned, 'but I loved it.'

Placing his hands high on my thighs, Coach Martin pushed me up, exposing my trembling asshole, and then kissed my puckered hole, slobbering over the crack of my ass. 'Ooooh, baby,' I sobbed.

His tongue stiffened again. He pushed forward, driving that absolutely amazing thing up my ass. I held my breath, willing him not to stop. His tongue slipped up past the tight rings guarding my shitter, and he fucked my virgin asshole as I mewled and squirmed toward his slick face.

'That's so nasty, Coach,' I grunted, pushing up on my heels to give him all the room I could. 'Tongue me. Oooh, yes! Fuck me in the ass with that hot tongue, baby.'

He stabbed his tongue in and out of my trembling asshole, his chin pressed tightly to my hot crotch. I sobbed, drenching his face with the cunt oils that were pouring from my tight pussy, and I felt my flowering cuntlips sucking at his nose.

I humped up, pushing my throbbing clitty against the tip of his nose, and he slid up and down, stroking his nose over my aching bud. Here I cum, I thought to myself.

He must have known I was right on the verge of cumming because he pulled his sweet tongue out of my wriggling ass, and quickly wrapped his lips around my aching clitty. He sucked with the tip of his tongue feverishly

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