Behind The Gym

The Janitor's closet was too small, and she was too likely to be interrupted in the bathroom, so Emma hurried down the hall to a side door. Once outside she hurried around the outside of the school to the huge brick square of the gym. There was nothing back here besides a few trailers used as storage by the athletics department. Emma pressed her back against the bricks and slowly sank down. This was a pretty private space. No houses faced the school from this side; there were just some trees and the edge of the soccer field.

The cool grass felt good on her ass. Emma slowly slid her hand down the inside of her soft thighs. She pushed up her skirt exposing her pink and white panties. She was shocked at how soaked they were already.

God! I can't remember the last time I was this fucking horny! Not with out a whole lot of porn first.

She pressed one hand against her pussy through her panties. With her other hand, she pulled up her blouse and squeezed one perfect tit in her hand. Her brain started to fog over in pleasure. In no time, her hand was inside her panties stoking herself furiously. Small gasps and moans came from her lips. She closed her eyes and spread her legs wider. She had expected to cum quickly given how horny she was. She didn't no matter how fast or slow she went, there was no release of tension. Emma started to whimper in desperation. That's when she heard the sound from her left.

Her eyes snapped open. There-looking right at her from around the corner of the gym-was Coach Tucker. His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head. A net bag of soccer balls hung over his shoulders. Emma was too far gone to do anything more than moan and continue to furiously masterbate. Deep inside her mind; a voice screamed at her to stop and run. That this was a terrible idea, but she couldn't

Coach Tucker dropped the bag of soccer balls and slowly walked over to stand in front of her. His eyes were locked on her hand squirming inside her panties.

"Are you ok Emma? Do you need some help?" He said with a voice that sounded like he was in a trace.

"Yyyyeeesssss!" Emma moaned. "Please...help me!" She wasn't sure exactly what she meant, but Tucker didn't seem to second guess her.

In seconds his pants were down and his cock was out. Emma had never seen a cock in person before, and she was mesmerized. It felt like her body was screaming at her.

Yes! This is what I need! Yes!

Emma leaned forward to bring her face closer to this wonder. Tucker smiled. He reached out a hand to stroke her hair. "You want this, little girl? Let me help you."

He gently cupped the back of her head and brought it forward to his waiting cock. Emma felt the semi hard tip press against her lips, and new what she had to do. She stuck out her tongue and slowly licked it starting from the base, and then around the edge of the head. Tucker moaned as his cock swelled to it's full size.

The next few minutes were a bit of blur for Emma. She opened her mouth eagerly as Tucker took a step forward. His cock had filled her mouth. It felt so right. Her nose had also filled with the powerful musk of Tucker's sweaty crotch. That felt right too. She Slowly bobbed her head up and down on the large cock making sure to keep her lips tightly sealed. Her tongue stoked the underside each time. Tucker had been gentle at first, but after a minute he started grabbing her hair and forcing her to go faster and deeper.

"Holy shit! You're fucking good girl! Suck me off you little slut!" His words excited Emma even more.

Then She felt it. Tucker stopped rocking his hips, and his grip tightened. He pressed her face against the pubic hair on his crotch. Emma felt his cock throbbing in her mouth, as jets of hot salty cum shot down her throat and filled her mouth. Tucker moaned long and load in ecstasy; reveling in using this wonderful teen slut. His orgasm seemed to unleash something in Emma. She came at almost the same time he did. It was the most powerful orgasm of her life. Her vision blurred, and she felt herself squirting even more than Tucker.

When it was over Coach Tucker released her head and let her slump back against the bricks. He pulled up his pants, patted her on the head, and said: "Good girl. We gotta do that again sometime." Then he walked away leaving her a sweaty ruined heap on the ground.