Coach Taylor

Emma feels horny and conflicted after servicing her professor. She’s craving dick and not just in her mouth. A part of her wants to call off the rest of the day and go play some naked hooky in her room, just her and her fingers and some toys. Still, she knows that playing with herself is not going to pay her tuition, at least not in that way. She opens Suckr and marks her mouth available for sharing.

Her next client is at the college athletics building. Courts take up a lot of space, so it takes her fifteen minutes to walk there and find the guys’ locker room. This isn’t a Suckr XL call, so she knows she’s not walking into a blowbang. She takes a breath and walks inside. The locker room smells of horse, sweat, and bodyspray. Coach Taylor is leaning on a locker and swiping on his phone.

Emma smiles. “Where do you want me, coach?”

The coach slips his phone away. “Pop those tits out, honey. I just took girls’ track and field to victory at regionals. I say that deserves a titfuck to celebrate.”

Emma knows that clients like a good visual. She takes her time, unhooking her bra and then pulling the top up slowly to give the coach a full titty drop reveal experience. The coach whistles. “Keep going, sugartits. You ain’t gonna be the first naked girl in the guys’ locker room.”

She turns and looks coyly over her shoulder as she unzips her skirt. She lets it slip, revealing her bare ass with no panties. Her pair is still in her purse from her last blowjob call. She turns to face the coach, not covering any of her goodies. He checks her out from toes to pussy to tits to face. “Not bad. Wish I was fucking one of my hurdler girls, but that’s ten years behind me. Kneel in front of me, slut.”

He sits on the bench and gets his dick out. Emma crawls to him naked and wraps her tits around his cock. She starts by rolling them about the shaft. Coach Taylor is getting harder and bigger, and the tip of his cock is pushing out of her cleavage. She puts her pelvis into the motion, using her hips to push herself up and down so that the tits go up and down around the coach’s hard cock with her.

The coach groans. The tip of his cock is getting closer to Emma’s chin with every motion. Next time she gets low she licks at his cockhead. He groans again when he feels the tongue. “Fuck, you are such a goddamn slut.”

Emma takes it as encouragement. She rolls her body into an up and down potion, squeezing the cock between her funbags, and licking at his cockhead again and again as her mouth gets close. The coach is picking up on the rhythm and thrusting into her cleavage as she moves. “I’m going to fucking paint you, whore.”

Emma darts out her tongue again, and then the coach’s dick explodes, giving her a creamy pearl necklace from her chin down her neck and into her cleavage. Emma licks it all up like a good girl, licking her chin and then sucking on his cock until it’s perfectly clean. When he pulls away, she licks at the tops of her tits, relishing the texture and flavour of the cum that marks her as a good blowjob girl.

“Fuck. Five stars. Get out of here now. I gotta go and give my girls a pep talk.”

Emma throws on her top and skirt and then walks across to the girls’ locker room to wash up. College girl athletes in sports bras and briefs are walking out of the lockers as she’s walking in. Some of them look pretty cute, and one seems to notice the cum in Emma’s cleavage. Emma wonders if she just ran into Coach Taylor’s team.