Coach Anne

...onto the massive tits of Coach Anne, the blonde cheerleading coach. You're horrified and embarrassed, but freeze like a deer in headlights.

"Well...usually men get hard at the sight of me but this is a new one." Most expectantly, to you at least, Coach Anne pushes her way into the shower stall with you, "Well, you made a mess of me, seems only fair you clean me up."

You stand there still dumbfounded and she roles her eyes saying "boys" and grabs your head and forces it towards the dripping cum on her breasts and says "lick it up."

Not seeing any other options you do so dutifully. Your own cum tastes somehow sweet and salty at the same time. She moans as your tongue glances over her nipples and smiles. "Good boy, now how about a little lower, just for good measure" and she again guides your head, this time forcing you to your knees and towards her pussy. You start to lick her sweet pussy. Engrossed in the task at hand, you barely notice the shower start. Unlike the director, and to your disappointment, she lathers herself "Stay with me now." You lash at her pussy staying with her movement, even as soap runs down her body and into your mouth. You eagerly eat out the second woman of the day, in the same stall no less. She moans repeatedly as you continue. Your tongue begins to tire from the repeated usage, but she steps over your shoulders, forcing your face deeper into her as she leans against the wall, "Almost there!"

You're barely able to breath in this new position, yet the hormones are doing there work as you **** your tongue out with newfound effort and lick her clit. She begins to gasp and leans against the wall. You continue, finding all the right spots and taste her as she cums into your eagerly awaiting mouth.

She steps away from you, finally allowing you to breath normally again and you pant for breath.

"hmmm. Good job. You're the director's new boy right?" she asks. Still out for breath, you only nod.

"Excellent, hopefully I'll see you again sometime. Would love to use that." She glances at your raging and throbbing cock and you blush. She laughs at this and says "do yourself a favor and get out of here before the President comes in for her run. Or pretty much anyone else really. I'm the nicest one here to strays."

She leaves quickly and you decide to follow her advice. You are able to duck out before anyone else sees you. You see a text from the director "I should warn you, the gym gets busy soon."

Now she tells me, you think. You see another text from her that reads "I'm starving. I submitted this carryout order for breakfast. Pick it up and bring it to my office. Don't be late."

You look at the location and time. The interaction with Coach Anne put you at a disadvantage, but you should be able to make it on time, provided nothing else goes wrong.