1. DARK Submission: A Bisexual Journey


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Bi-sexual, Black, Gay, Group Sex, Interracial, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 85, Source: sexstories.com

    Coach?" "Do you love my cock, Coach?" Troy asked, pulling his cock out of my mouth. "Yes..." I admitted, reaching for it with my hand. "How much do you love it, Coach?"Troy asked, as he moved the head of his cock around my lips. I woke up shooting cum all over myself, the continual vision of Troy's cock and me on my knees overwhelming me. Frustrated, I cleaned myself up, determined to keep this just a dirty twisted fantasy. I was not gay or bi-sexual and I had the perfect girlfriend...although I smirked to myself as I realized that if I told her my fantasy she would probably tell me to go for it...as long as she could watch. Thankfully, I fell asleep eventually and didn't have any further relapses into gay fantasy. 7. Giving into my DARK Desires I arranged for a substitute teacher Thursday so I could finish up all the game planning for Friday's two games as well as scouting our potential finals opponent on the assumption we won both our games Friday...which I was confident we would. The finals tournament had six teams in two pools of three with the winner of each pool advancing to the final Saturday evening at six. I also had the players given the afternoon off from classes, so we could head out a day early and get well-rested before our eleven o'clock tip off Friday. We would also play again that evening. I was so busy I didn't even have any time to even text Ashley, who promised she would drive up Saturday morning if we won our two games Friday. The bus ride was loud and ...
    crazy, like bus rides always are, especially when the cheerleaders are on the bus as well. I worked with the other coaches on game planning and once we arrived at the dorms, where we were staying; we had a two-hour team meeting before sending the boys to their rooms around nine with a firm eleven o’clock curfew. After a couple more hours of game planning, I am compulsive, I did my curfew checks. The boys each had their own dorm room as we found that they would be less likely to stay up horsing around than if they were sharing rooms; the small roster size of a basketball team made this feasible. The football team, for instance, would never be able to do that. I knocked on Troy's room, five minutes after curfew, and I was surprised to have Eric, his face red, open the door. He stammered, "S-s-sorry, Coach, I was just going back to my room." He was clearly embarrassed and I was pretty sure that Troy had been letting him suck his big black cock. I looked at Troy on his bed and said, "You and Eric discussing strategy for tomorrow?" "Nah, we were just talking and he was giving me a massage.” “A massage?” I questioned, surprised by his answer. Troy answered, his next sentence dripping with innuendo, "Eric knows he can’t play professionally; he wants to be a personal trainer. Besides, I had some stiffness I needed taking care of." I could feel the heat in my cheeks at Troy's words. I replied, trying to hide my knowledge as well as the tent in my pants, "Well, don’t break curfew.” “Sure ...
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