1. A coach and her athlete


    Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Reluctance, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    running with an awkwardly short stride and jumped over the first hurdle in an atrocious fashion. I finished the rest of the distance though, and reported back to Coach. “What happened out there? You were really stiff.” She cooed. “Are you feeling okay?” “Yea, I’m fine. I guess I’m just out of practice is all.” I responded. “I guess so, Carter. You were all over the place. Let me give you a quick refresher.” She pulled a hurdle into the next lane and bent down to stretch out. I watched the fabric of her tights mold itself to the sensual curves of her buxom ass as she strained the polyester with each new pose she made. “Just watch me.” “Yep, I am, Coach” I mumbled distractedly. She set off and, despite her short nature, glided effortlessly over the tops of the hurdles like a blue jay flitting from tree to tree. Once she finished, she jogged back over to where I was standing. “You think you can do that?” she asked, proud of her own grace and precision. I noticed beads of sweat on her soft breasts, pushed together enticingly by her bright pink sports bra. “Yea, I can handle it,” I lied. I was almost certain that my cock was waiting to flop right out the bottom of my shorts the moment I tried to clear a hurdle properly, but I had to try any way. I crept up to the starting line and shook my legs out in an attempt to calm my nerves. Then I jolted out down the track. I could feel my cock bouncing with each stride, coming closer and closer to leaving my shorts, and as I cleared that ...
    first hurdle, it happened. It was just for half a second, but that was plenty of time for it to be noticed. I continued my course. Each jump revealed my hanging meat stick for a moment more. After crossing the finish, I managed to fold my schlong back into place and headed back to Miss Emmeline. I noticed that she was blushing but trying to downplay the fact as much as possible. “That was… uh… impressive Carter. Why don’t you do a few more of those and we can put the hurdles away once you feel like you’ve got it.” She spoke softly, avoiding direct eye contact. “Sure thing,” I replied while rubbing the back of my neck. I was embarrassed by the ordeal, but I was also aroused. She said “impressive” after all, right? I was emboldened by her nervousness as well. Was I really something to get butterflies about? I ran through my lane a few more times while I pondered the nature of Miss Emmeline’s reaction. I figured I would have to try my luck when we were putting away the hurdles. She was only a few years older than me, after all, and I could never live with myself if I missed the opportunity to bang my coach. After a while, once most of the team had finished their workouts, I approached Coach Emmeline to tell her that I had finished. She said alright and we started loading the hurdles onto their cart. We brought it behind the bleachers and over to the athletic shed. Miss Emmeline reached for her keys to unlock the door, and I decided to seize my opportunity. “Did you like what you ...
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