Hmmm, well, it seems I've gotten SOME responses from Orientation Day, so it seems like I'm going to have to make this one extra, uhm, exciting! And nothing's more exciting than this! Well, maybe I exagerate, but who cares.
Anyway, this story is mine, and mine alone. I really don't mind what you do with it for your personal pleasure just as long as it's not stolen with the intent to sale or anything like that. Anyway, enjoy it! In fact, tell your friends about it. Print out a copy for those long days of vacation with nothing to do. It's winter after all, and chess, masturbation, and sex are the best ways to keep warm.
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Tales of a High School Life - Gym
"I...hate...gym..." puffed Rachelle as she bent over. She had just finished the last of her sprints for the class with her three other friends and, out of the three of them, she was in the worst shape which was quite evident in her exhaustive state.
"I...hate...it...too..." puffed Amanda mockingly. Amanda was a born runner and she wasn't even out of breath, the bitch. And, of course, that blonde with the cropped hair had legs to die for because of it which illicited minor jealousy from the other members of their quad of friends.
"Oh, stuff it, ya bitch," giggled Amy, who was also still out of breath but she was the next fit in line next to Amanda. "At least," continued the dark brunette as she untied her waist length hair and let it soar, "Rachelle had the decency to wear a bra!"
Amanda blushed and squeeled softly as she demurely covered her breasts. "I am surrounded by perverts!" laughed the blonde and slapped Julie, who had remained quiet during the exchange, on the rump.
The Gallic descended red hair quickly jumped and turned to glare at Amanda through her blush. With that, the entire quad burst into laughing, slapping their thighs while Rachelle struggled not to pass out from the extra exertion.
After a few moments, a whistle interrupted their reverie. Normally, as this was the last class of the day, they skipped out after half an hour instead of the full hour. But that was with their original coach and now they were dealing with the fresh(wo)man gym teacher at Biana New Catholic High.
Coach Granger was a large woman. Not fat, mind you, she was a gym teacher; she was just...thick. Her bosom was at least an E cup, maybe even an F. Her body was thick and muscular with pleasant features, and a surprisingly beautiful face. Today she was dressed in a form fitting skirt and riding hose (motor cycle panty hose!) along with a thick leather motorcycle jacket.
She'd probably be considered extremely butch if not for the long, feminine hair, the tastefully (but noticeable) done make-up, and those fat cow tits hanging off her chest.
"All right, girls, you've got your heart rate up now you can walk or run the rest of the time. I'll call roll before school ends then you can let yourselves out after the bell. The showers are open half an hour after school ends, so no horsing around. Questions?"
Amanda felt the eyes on her. She was always the outspoken one--the leader so she mentally sighed and raised her hand, speaking when Granger made eye contact with her. "Coach Shoemaker didn't really care when we left and--"
"Well, I am not Coach Shoemaker. She has her way of doing things and I have mine. I will see you ladies before the bell rings," stated Coach Granger, somewhat angrily before turning and storming out towards the athletics department's building.
"What a bitch," mumbled Rachelle once Granger was safely out of ear shot. "I can't believe she won't let us go. We're seniors, not some pukes!"
Amanda nodded. She was in a foul mood. It wasn't that she was a brat (though maybe she was); she just wanted to be treated with some respect. She'd waited eighteen years to be treated like an adult and hated being spoken to as some stupid little bastard. "Well, in that case, I have an idea how to inject some courtesy into our bitchy substitute."
"God, what's happening to me?" muttered Diann Granger. The woman in question was leaning against a wall located within the athletics department (which was thankfully unoccupied). There, she was busily stroking her crotch through her thick racing skirt. Her crotch was throbbing at the sight of all those scantily clad girls bobbing down the race track.
And that one, Amanda I think...god, she was hot. I don't think she was even wearing a bra. I could swear I just saw her high beams...
Coach Granger shook her head and went to the dressing room on the way to the wash room. Maybe a cold shower would do wonders for her.
Once inside the changing room, however, she stopped. Looking about, she saw the clutter tossed inside the open lockers. It was mess incarnate and a small part of Granger thought that seniors should do better. On the other hand, another--larger--part of her throbbed in arousal as her closing the door caused the mess beside her to collapsed ending with a pair of panties resting on her tennis shoes.
Diann picked up the pair of panties, her hands shaking and moaned softly as she saw the dark patch nestled in the crotch of the panties. Her eyes momentarily slipped from the underwear to see the outline of her fat cock in her hose through her skirt.
The coach could no longer contain herself and with a few quick tugs, her extremely short skirt was pooled around her feet and her hose was around mid-thigh thus freeing her massive cock into the air. The scent was the first thing that hit the coach. The smell of teen pussy and her own cock sent pre forming at the tip of her shaft.
Slowly Diann lifted the panties to her face. She sniffed slowly at the crotch and moaned in pleasure. Firmly, she gripped her massive prick and began jacking it roughly. Her tongue slid against the soft material of the panties as her hand blurred up and down her cock.
So close. Diann was so close. The sheer pleasure sent her down onto her knees. The embarrasment of such a slutty display, in public no less, combine with the sensations emanating from her thick meat. Lacking the willpower to resist, Diann stuffed the panties into her mouth and used both hands to massage her prick; one squeezing and massaging her cockhead while the other roughly handled the shaft.
Suddenly, the coach's jerks became erradic as she approached orgasm. Her whole body tensed before crying out in pleasure, the panties slipping from her mouth as she came. And came she did, her knees jerking against her feet as her giant cock splattering her spunk out to four feet from her, but most pooling beneath her softening shaft.
Coach Diann Granger's heart stopped as the door opened behind her. She looked up, her semi-soft cock leaning against the floor, the panties from her mouth in her pool of cum.
She stared into the eyes of four beautiful girls dressed in running outfits. One was a pale red-headed beauty while another was a sweet looking light brunette with a bow-tied ponytail. In front of those two was a darker-haired brunette, almost black, and a short-cropped blonde. They were the four girls from the aerobics class she just instructed!
"What the hell is going on?" screamed Amy after getting over her initial shock. Even Amanda was in shock, but Amy was able to turn shock into anger quickly because it was her locker than was a mess and it was her shorts in a puddle of cum.
Amy glared at the coach who was on her knees, seeming to have a heart attack as Amy approached her. The dark haired brunette stared down needles at the display, though she felt the heat rise through her body. "Well, cunt?"
"I--I--I don't know! I was just walking here and--" Diann stuttered and whimpered. She stared up, feeling herself almost lose consciousness as her heart lept in her chest. Still, her cock started to harden again.
"You little bitch!" shouted Amy as she pushed her tennis shoe down on the coach's cock causing a cry of pain to escape those beautiful lips. "You were a complete asshole to us and you ran off to come jerk off in my clothes! I should go directly to the principal! Or the police!"
This time Granger did feel her heart stop.
"No, please! I-I'm sorry! I'll do anything! Just don't! I don't want to go to prison! I'll be ruined!" Diann was almost on the verge of tears. Because of her physical characteristics, she was usually the one "in charge" of any of her (extremely discreet) relationships. Being this helpless in any situation was so new.
"You're damn right you'll do whatever we want," added Amanda, smiling as she approached her friend. "We were going to come in here and slap you around until you learned some respect but now that won't be necessary, will it, Rachelle?"
Granger turned to the lighter brunette and the red-haired Julie standing by the door and felt her face pale. Both girls were blushing, but their running shorts were pulled down slightly and each girl had a nice sized girlcock out, gently stroking it.
"Oh, yes..." cooed Rachelle, hard and dripping. "She's so cute, too. All hard and dripping down there on the floor."
"Oh, god, what the hell is wrong with you people?" whimpered Granger as Amy and Amanda stepped closer to the gym teacher, who was able to see the phallic object causing the running shorts to suddenly tighten.
"Listen, bitch," grumbled Amy while grinding her shoe onto Diann's poor dick, causing a shriek of pain. "You'll pleasure us and be damned grateful or we'll go to the police and say you raped us with your sloppy dick."
Diann simply nodded and whimpered as Amy stepped forward with her cock out.
She grabbed the back of the coach's hair and shoved her cock into that wet, warm mouth. Only the head could fit into that mouth, but Diann began to slurp and lick it lewdly. One of her hands reached up to jerk that cock that was quickly starting to glisten with saliva. Her other hand moved down to stroke her girlcock which stood proudly in the air.
"Oh, fuck...Amanda, you've got to try this. Nnnng, this feels awesome!" cried Amy. The teenager was feeling her knees shake from the mounting, unfamiliar pleasure coursing through her.
Amanda stepped forward, her cock bobbing in the air as she watched the gym teacher blow her friend. Suddenly, she felt Granger's hand wrapped around her cock and begin to jerk it. Her head rolled on her shoulders as the coach's firm hand blurred up and down her shaft. She nearly came as the coach popped the dick from her mouth lewdly and her tongue slipped around the mushroom head of her friend.
The two girls couldn't believe how incredible this felt. Then, as Rachelle and Julie approach the oral exchange, their world exploded as the coach stuffed the cockheads of both Amy and Amanda into her mouth at once! It wasn't perfect and much of Granger's saliva spilled out around the cock like a drooling baby. With her free hands, she gripped each of the new cocks and jerked them roughly.
Amy and Amanda shuddered in pleasure. Amy leaned against Julie while Amanda to Rachelle as each pair stood on either side of the coach. The dark-haired brunette and the blonde shuddered and gripped their partner as their cocks spasmed and blasted a fat load of seed out. The coach, sensing the imminent cum, slipping the cocks from her mouth, plastering the jizz all over her features.
Both Amy and Amanda shuddered and stumbled back, falling onto their asses as they sorted through their massive orgasm. However, Rachelle and Julie were about to explode themselves.
"Goddess, I can't take anymore!" moaned Rachelle. The slender brunette jerked the thick coach up and layed her back over a locker room bench. She spread the coach's legs apart immediately and, as Granger's eyes pleaded, slammed her throbbing cock up that tight cunt. Rachelle herself was a virgin and was going on pure instinct as she began to pound Diann's lovely twat. The coach shuddered and moaned, feeling the cum drip down her face as she was pounded in her unused, virgin-tight slit.
Rachelle then rolled over and began to bounce the whore in her lap in front of her other three friends. She tugged the racing jacket up, the tight seam left at Granger's nipples, cutting her tits in half, causing those lovely orbs to bulge lewdly. Julie shivered and leaned down, slapping the coach's yummy cock back and forth, letting the streams of pre flow for the amusement of the recovering Amy and Amanda.
Julie, who had been mostly quiet so far, gripped Diann's obviously puffy nipples through the jacket and tugged them firmly. Her own girlcock throbbed as she spoke. "I want to fuck her too."
Rachelle smiled and, amazingly, spinned the whore on her lap to face her. Rachelle then slipped off the bench and pulled Diann down hard on top of her. Both Rachelle and the coach looked back at Julie as Rachelle peeled the older woman's ass apart.
Julie took her position behind Diann. The teenager smeared her cock with pre and positioned it against the teacher's ass. Granger moaned and pleaded for Julie not too, but lust overcame the young girl. She couldn't control herself anymore, having waited so longer for them. Unceremoniously, she roughly forced her semi-lubed cock into that tight ass. Friction built and all three of them cried out in pleasure as they pumped hard in and against each other.
Seeing this display of unmitigated girl lust, Amy and Amanda quickly recovered. The stepped in front of the whore and slapped their dicks against her face. Granger, being filled from both ends, couldn't quite catch the agile members in her mouth. Giggling to each other, Amanda jerked the jacket fully up and slapped her tip against the nipple. Amy, on the other hand, grinded her member against Granger's sweaty pit.
As the orgy approached its crescendo, Amy slipped back onto the bench. Reaching around the mass of limbs, her bare feet reached Granger's cock. She slapped it with her soles, at first, while Diann whimpered in lovely pleasure. Amy gripped the shaft with her toes and began to jack her hard.
Diann finally couldn't take anymore. What seemed like an eternity of pleasure passed as she suddenly stopped throwing herself at the cocks. She shivered in painful love. That familiar itch crept up her shaft as her entire body orgasmed. Her back arched as she slammed herself down on Rachelle. Her soft lips squeezed that cock as her juices flooded forward while her shaft blasted a torrent of thick, white spunk.
Feeling that sweet ass wrap around her cock so tightly, Julie didn't want to be left out. She slipped from that lovely hole, pointed her cock at Diann's face and added her seed to Amy and Amanda's. Amanda, who had been jerking herself against Diann's tit added her own jizz to the paint on Diann's flesh. Rachelle, on the other hand, slammed deep and hard, shuddered, and unloaded deep into the teacher's slutty pussy.
"Goddess, that was wonderful," sighed Rachelle pleasantly, feeling herself softening inside Granger.
"Mmm, yes. Coach--Diann--you're our slut now, I think. Do whatever we want, bend over when we want, and we won't tell the police how you molested us," smiled Amanda, still stroking herself.
The teacher simply nodded, her voice escaping her as she continued to shudder in pleasure. Her hips jerked and her cock still twitched.
"I think gym just got interesting. Shame you won't be our sub forever, but I think we all found something to do in the mean time. I think we have way too much free time for lunch anyway." Amy then smilled evilly, standing over Diann and Rachelle, her cock twitching in her hand. "Now, who's ready for round two?"