Where it happened: His Car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Mr. Tom Bradley (not his real name) was our girl’s basketball coach our last year in high school. He was young (probably 30-35) and handsome, and even though he was married, I knew after we had practiced with him for 3 or 4 weeks that he wanted to fuck me — and I wanted to fuck him.I could read him like a book. He asked me after practice one night, as I was coming out of the shower room (with only a towel around me) whether I needed a ride home. I told him yes, because I rode the school bus, and the bus had gone. We waited until the other girls had left and then he told me to go out to his SUV in the parking lot (Red Cadillac Escalade), so we wouldn’t be seen by any faculty members going out together. We drove out into the country, on a deserted farm lane, and got undressed. My God what a great athletic body he had and an absolutely beautiful penis, which was rock hard.I couldn’t wait to fondle it and kiss it! He had condoms with him, and had me help him roll one on. He slipped into me easily. I was nicely lubricated bwecause I was so excited. After ten minutes or so of thrusting, I could feel the warmth of his semen filling the condom. He came several times and I did too.I had given a couple of guys hand jobs before, but never had an experience like this before. It was absolutely wonderful! Two weeks later, we did it again. It was even better. He sat in the bench seat, while I sat on his erection and rode him, as he kissed my breasts and nipples. That Senior year, we had six a half dozen times — the last time at a motel out on the edge of town. Great Coach, Great Guy, Great sex!
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