Not really, but one girl turns out be quite a handful

The locker room is divided into two walkways, each one having lockers on either side with a wooden bench in the middle. At each column there are two lockers, one on top and bottom. The lockers are labeled by number down the rows, with a letter “A” or “B” for top and bottom, respectively.

“Heeeyyy Ladies!” Coach Diana shouts into the locker room as the two of you enter.

“Hey Coach!” A chorus of voices answers back.

The sight before you is equally as sexy as your new coach's body. There are tons of women in various states of undress, some already in their gym clothes, others in their underwear. A few girls are topless here and there, and one especially busty blonde, whom you recognize as the girl who grabbed your cock and answered your math problem this morning, is completely naked. Needless to say, your cock continues its violent pulsing.

“Look who I found, all wound up and ready to go!” Your coach says. The girls who hadn’t already noticed you turn, and you get the same responses you’ve been getting today. A giggle here, an “ooo” there, and the occasional glare of disgust.

“Now, let’s see. Which locker did I assign you again?” Coach Diana says to herself, her left hand stroking her chin as her right slowly strokes your cock. You quickly check to make sure you aren’t hand fucking her like you did in your last class, making a mental effort not to thrust your hips. “Ah, here maybe?”

Her rubbing stops as she grips the base of your shaft, leading you down the left side of the locker room. She walks incredibly slow, and as you begin passing the lockers she seems to inspect every one of them. This, of course, gives the other girls plenty of time to get close to you. You feel yet another slap on your ass, this one lingering long enough to squeeze your cheek.

“Mmmm, nice and firm.” A topless girl breathes out as she inspects your posterior. While she does, her equally topless friend grabs the tip of your dick.

“Heheh, you’re right. It is firm.” She says, strumming her fingers over your tip before backing away.

The slow march of your gym teacher gives any woman you pass equal opportunity to act similarly. Several girls grope your ass cheeks and cock, stroking, squeezing, and in one especially painful instance, slapping both. Some girls purposely bump into you, pressing their breasts, clothed and unclothed, into your back, shoulders, chest… even your ass feels a firm pair of D’s brush against it as a girl seated on the bench leans forward to reach around for your dick. You hear a gasp as you reach the back of the locker room and begin circling around the other side.

“I must be one lucky girl to have two classes with you in the mornings, Heath.” The still nude blonde with impressive tits says. You think you remember her last name was Adams.

“Hmph, I’m almost jealous, Rachel. I take it you’ve already acquainted yourself with Heath.” Coach Diana says, and you do actually detect a hint of jealousy in her voice.

“Oh, we're very acquainted.” Rachel says, before walking up close enough to push her boobs into your chest. You feel her hand grasp the end of your dick, brushing her palm across the tip. “If you ever need any more help with math, Heathy, just ask.”

“I… um… I…” You are at a complete loss for words, the fog of pleasure once again clouding your mind. Her boobs feel so plush and soft against you, and her clearly erect nipples press into you. Her hand is just barely working the tip of your dick, bringing your knees to a shake.

“Mhmm. Enough teasing young lady. Get dressed and hurry to the gym.” Coach Diana says, and now you’re positive you hear some jealousy. She pulls your dick in a way that isn’t not painful, leaving Racheal standing alone with a handful of precum. She winks at you as she gladly laps it up into her mouth, before turning around to get dressed.

The coach moves you much quicker along the lockers this time, though not quick enough to prevent the girls from slapping your ass some more. You can only imagine how red it is starting to become. You’re not particularly into the spanking, but you’re not all that opposed to it either.

“Here we are. Locker 1A.” She says, and you realize that she’s circled you all the way around to the very first locker on the right side.

In spite of the humiliation and arousal, you’re excited in a non-sexual way for once today. The prospect of actual clothes almost seems foreign at this point. You reach up, and slowly open the locker…

Only to find a pair of running shoes that match all the other girls in class. You hear a snicker come from beside you, and turn to see Coach Diana holding in a laugh.

“Hehe, I’m sorry Heath. I considered giving you some boyshorts or something, but I couldn’t bring myself to hide such a sexy cock. Glad I didn’t, cause you’re even better than expected,” she says. Red begins to feel like the wrong color to describe your blush as she so openly fawns over your body.

You try to come up with some kind of retort about needing to safely cover your soft parts, but a different voice speaks up first.

“Dude, get your dick out of the way of my locker.” You hear, and you turn to see who is speaking. “And don’t swing it so close to m-AWGH!”

You suddenly feel a warm and wet sensation brush across your dick, and you look down to find daggers glaring back up to you from the eyes of the voice’s source.

Somehow, you’ve managed to slide your cock across the lips of a woman sitting in her gym clothes on the bench behind you. Her hair is short and dark, with a red streak running through the front not unlike a popular anime character you know of. You can’t tell much else about her appearance looking down at her like this, other than her boobs appear to be rather large. Not quite as big as Diana’s, but comparable to Rachel’s.

You pull your eyes away from her cleavage and back to her face, her lips are beautiful, hanging open in shock from what you unknowingly just did. Her eyes, however, seem to be filled with more detest than even Ms. Graves seemed to have for you.

Detest or not, your penis is rock hard, throbbing, oozing precum, and pointing right at her face. So to no surprise at all you find yourself one ill-placed motion from blowing your load all over her pretty little face..

The girl reaches up and grabs your cock, squeezing in a way that hurts a lot, and yet still pushing you closer to cumming. But before you get a chance to back away and apologize, you feel another slap on your ass.

“Well shit, you are a bold one, Heath.” Coach Diana says, squeezing your ass as she does. It’s just enough to push you off balance, causing you to stumble. As you’re stumbling around to catch your balance, your engorged shaft rubs against the girl’s iron grip.

Having been already teetering on the edge, you start busting load after load onto this stranger’s face, glazing her face in more cum than you ever knew you could produce at once. The tightness of her soft yet strong hand on your throbbing cock is so amazing you can hardly keep from completely toppling over.

Coach Diana seems to decide you’ve both had enough after a few moments, and pulls you back far enough to release your dick. Still cumming like a hose from this accidental unrequested handjob, you coat this random girl in even more cum, streaking across her face, hair, cleavage, and gym clothes. You slump back into Diana’s arms, your head nestled between her breasts as you try to regain your footing.

Eventually your orgasm subsides, and you realize that everyone has gone quiet and is staring at the two of you.