The New Coach Chapter 9 (Anna's PoV)

Anna's Pov:

“Fuck, I don't expect that you are so adept in sucking cock, I thought you were a prim and proper wife who never sucked any cock aside from your husband's cock.”

I didn’t know whether Darel intended to praise me or mock me by saying that. I paused sucking his cock for a moment to respond, “You just don't know me, I stopped becoming a prim and proper docile wife after I got divorced from my husband years ago. Some girls became wild and adventurous after a heartbreak. I was one of those girl. I don’t let others fuck me, but I give plenty of blowjobs.”

“Is that so? Now it’s make me want to fuck you. Usually, I would just fuck whoever I want without minding their consent, but you’re an exception, you said that you don’t let others fuck you, so, I want you to beg me to fuck you.”

Did I want his big, magnificent dick to ravage my fuckhole? I might regret it later, but I was so damn horny right now. Anyway, I had pledged myself to be his slut. What kind of slut did not let her man fuck her fuckhole?

I turned around, went down on all four, then shook my buttock left and right to entice him, “fuck me, please grace me with your great cock, and fuck me senseless. Let me know what real pleasure is.”

“As you wish, bitch.”

Darel hold my hips and then jammed his cock forcefully into my cunt. He didn’t play around and quickly picked up his pace. He fucked me like a tireless stallion.

Oh no…I could feel my mind go blank. He would tear me apart with his cock! Darel was so vigorous and powerful, each thrust of his cock seemed to break me apart, but it also showed how skillful and experienced he was for fucking a woman. Each pain I felt was followed by another wave of overwhelming pleasure a moment later.

“So, do you like my cock pumping your pussy, bitch?”

“Yes…yes, it feels so good,” I moaned.

“I bet this is the first time you have a real man inside you. A real man with a real cock that can satisfy you,” Darel said with a smug smile on his face.

He was the best fuck I ever had, in comparison, Scott’s father was so far behind in his sexual prowess if he was compared to Darel. Their difference was stark, my ex-husband would never be able to bring me such pleasure. In Darel’s words; he was a real man with a real man’s cock, and my ex-husband wasn’t.

I’m going to cum!

But as if Darel knew that I was going to cum, he stopped and denied me the release I crave. He pulled his cock from my hole.

“No! Put it back! Insert your cock in my hole!”I groaned in frustration. It should be made illegal to fuck someone just only to pull back at the last moment.

I turned around and crawled toward his cock like a hungry junkie, but Darel stopped my advance.

“You want my cock back into your pussy? Are you already loving my cock that much just from our first fucking session? I thought you would be harder to conquer with all your big talk,” Darel mocked me in a teasing tone,

“Yes…yes, I love your cock, Darel. Having it in my throat makes me so wet, but having it in my cunt gave me out-of-this-world pleasure that I had never felt before. I haven’t had a big dick like yours in my life…”

“Of course, you have never met someone with a cock that could give your pleasure like mine did. A real man like me is a rarity.”

“Look,” Darel was swinging his cock in front of me with his hand.

It was too late to stop myself from drooling as my eyes followed his cock as if it was a hypnotic pendant

Darel then slapped my cheek with the shaft of his cock, leaving a thin trail of precum dribbling down my cheek.

“Do you feel humiliated when I slap you with my dick?” He asked.

Yes, I feel so humiliated. I caressed my cheek. I never thought that there would be a day that I got slapped with a cock. My dignity as an independent strong woman was torn to shreds by his action. But I didn’t feel any anger. The trail of precum dribbling down my cheek, and the smell of his cock, made me want his cock more.

“No, I feel honored to be slapped with your cock. You can taint me anywhere with your cock. Please, Darel, please let me have your cock. Fuck me with your huge cock!”

Darel laughed, “I want you to say something for me, and I will fuck you if I’m satisfied.”

“I will say anything you want, just fuck my cunt and let me orgasm.”

“Really? Then, I want you to say ‘My son is fucking weak, he’s a pathetic wimp, and deserves to be bullied. I regret having him in my life.’ Say these words like you fucking mean it.”

“You say that you will not bring my son into this relationship,” I complained

“I never promised you that, as far as I remember, I only said ‘Maybe I will not do anything to him’, anyway, he is not even here to hear you say those words. No harm is done to him, but if you don’t want to say those words, it’s fine, we can end this session right this moment.”

I bit my lips in frustration. Scott is not here, no harm is done to him. It’s fine to say the words.

I didn’t count how many times those words had been repeated in my head in such a short moment. The devil kept trying to convince me that it was fine.

You are already this far. If you step back now, all your sacrifice is going to be wasted. If you are not ready for this, you shouldn't be here in the first place.

“My son is fucking weak, he’s a pathetic wimp,” the words finally escaped from my mouth. Somehow, I felt relieved that I decided to let the words out.

These words were just a start.

“He’s so unlike you, Darel – you’re so fucking strong and manly, meanwhile, my son…he’s a worm; a weak crybaby that deserves to be bullied,” I scoffed with disdain talking about my son.

“I was such a fool in my youth to marry my ex-husband and let him impregnate me. The father is an irresponsible jerkass who ran away because he isn't ready to be a father, and the son is a pathetic wimp that is easily bullied. I regret having him in my life.”

I poured out all my displeasure about my ex-husband that had been hidden in my heart for years in that sentence. And the feeling of displeasure and disappointment I got from my husband then spread into Scott as his son. As the saying goes ‘The sins of the father will be passed on to his children.’

“Tell me how much you can't stand him and you wish your son didn't exist,” Darel egged me further.

“I can't stand him, I wish he didn't exist, I wish my son is fucking dead,” I got too carried away by the heat of the situation and let the cruel words escape from my lips.

“How do you feel after saying all those words?” Darel asked.

“Great, it makes me so fucking wet, wetter than before,” I giggled like those typical bimbo slut, and then spread my pussy with my finger to show Darel how wet I was. “Do you want to fuck me now or do you want to keep playing this game?”

“Get in position, bitch, I will give you what you wish for,” he answered.

A moment later, I was back on all four. Darel took me from behind like before. My body trembled with pleasure once I felt his cock back into my fuckhole. Every muscle of my body tensed as his cock went deeper and hit my sensitive spot.

“Oh my fucking god, Darel, you are going to break my mind with your cock,” I squealed in ecstasy.

“Call me Daddy, bitch,” he commanded, then slapping me on the ass, “Though I don’t know if I want to be Daddy to that little limp-dick reject you’ve got, thinking about raising such worthless baggage made me shudder.”

“How about you give me another son, a worthy one to raise, Daddy?”

Darel got fired up after hearing me saying those words and quickened his pace.

“Don’t be pretentious and think too far, you need to be my best slut if you want to have my child, Bitch!”

Darel slapped my ass several times, it was hard and painful slaps.

“I'm sorry, Daddy, I'm sorry…”

“Squeal for me like a pig,” he commanded.

“Oink…oink…” I squealed like a pig as he wished.

“Good piggy, those squeals suit you well, I will give you a reward for your effort.”

Darel made one rough thrust, pushing his cock as deep as he could inside my hole, charging my womb with pleasure.

My very being was brought to the brink of the most intense orgasm of my life with that move of him.

I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum! Please let me cum! Please don't stop this time!

A moment later, my prayer was heard. Darel was cumming inside me, and at the same time, I climaxed. My eyes rolled back, my tongue extended out, and my mind went blank. My world was fading into a haze of pleasure.

“Fuck, that feels so amazing,” the man said. “You are good fuck, unfortunately, as tempting as it is, I still want to play with your son, hence, I can't keep you yet, you still have a role to play. Esmeralda will take care of you, and what happened here will be just a hot dream for you.”

I could still hear some part of what Darel said before my weak sliver of consciousness faded into darkness as exhaustion claimed me.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself inside a toilet stall with my skirt dropped down on my ankles, and one of my hands was rubbing my pussy while the other one caressed my tit. How long had I done this?

I questioned myself about what just happened and tried to rummage through my memories for an answer.

I could still recall that Darel had invited me, and then the drive arranged by Darel brought me to a beauty salon. There, I met with a woman named Esmeralda, the salon's head beautician and owner. Esmeralda gave me a little makeover as arranged by Darel. The typical beauty salon routine. Then after that, we went shopping for clothes. Darel demanded that I buy more skimpy clothes that I would wear to the office from now on and some that I would wear for casual occasions. I would have protested if Darel demanded I buy those slutty clothes with my money, but surprisingly, Esmeralda told me that she would pay for all the clothes I bought using Darel's card. I wouldn't protest if it was the case.

Surprisingly, the really skimpy clothes we bought were only a few that could be counted with fingers. Thanks to Esmeralda's insight, most of what I bought was still fashionably sexy instead of downright slutty.

After the shopping spree, Esmeralda brought me to a restaurant to meet with Darel. At this time, I had already changed my clothes into a cropped tube top that was basically just a strip of crop and a mini skirt that barely covered my buttocks. Of all clothes I bought, Esmeralda chose to make me wear one of the sluttiest few. Yes, Esmeralda was the one who told me to wear this. She also did my makeup. I looked like a cheap escort. I thought we were already friends after spending time shopping together but ultimately, Esmeralda was on Darel's side.

I strutted into the restaurant alone as Esmeralda was leaving to take care of ‘some slut’ in her beauty salon. I could feel a lot of stares fall on me when I walked to Darel's table.

We had a nice meal. But that meal was just an appetizer, I didn't forget that my goal for doing all of this was to suck his cock and drink his cum.

Thankfully, Darel didn't break the part of his deal. After finishing our meal, we moved into one of the toilet stalls to do the dirty deed.

I kneeled before him and fished his cock from his pant. I took no time to take his cock whole in my mouth. All that I did today was to suck this cock and quench my thirst for his cum.

When I was sucking his cock, a strong sense of deja vu enveloped me. I felt that I had done this, that I had sucked his cock not long ago. But that couldn’t be right, right?

The last thing I recalled was after Darel cumming inside my mouth, he left me alone in the cubicle. I didn’t know whether his leaving me after he had just cum in my mouth was fortunate or unfortunate; at that moment I had a wild thought to ask him to fuck me if he stayed a little longer. I didn’t know why I thought that would be so hot even though I knew that it would lead to catastrophic consequences.

My memories were cut short after that, did I just masturbate here after that? I even amazed at myself, even when my mind was in a daze, my hands never stopped to jill my cunt.

I quickly collected myself and opened the door slowly. I hope I didn’t attract people’s attention back when I unconsciously masturbated. Fortunately, there seemed to be nobody aside from me inside the restroom for the moment and I could escape from there without being spotted as a pervert who masturbated inside the toilet stall for hours.

Half an hour later, I was back at my house. I noticed that my son had already come home. How would he feel if he saw her mom looking like a cheap escort? Would he be devastated?

I walked to my room on tiptoe, trying not to make any noise that would make Scott notice that I was home.

When I passed my son’s room. I could hear a woman moaning from his room. He inside. Does he currently watching porn and forget to attach his headphone?

Usually, I would rebuke him when I caught him watching porn, but I never thought that there would be a day that his watching porn would do me good and work in my favor. It was the first time I felt grateful for the existence of porn videos. Now that I thought of it, porn wasn’t too bad, I might also need to watch some later to hone my sexual knowledge.

I successfully arrived in my room without being noticed and quickly changed my clothes into more comfortable and acceptable wear.

My tensed body relaxed and the adrenaline rush finally died down. Then, my stomach growled and a great feeling of hunger hit me. Just the right time to prepare for dinner.

“Scott, Dinner is ready, I will wait for you in the dining room,” I said while knocking at my son’s bedroom door.

I didn’t receive a response from Scott even after I knocked at his door a few more times.

Did he fall asleep? I no longer hear any sound of a woman moaning from his room, that’s mean he was finished watching his porn. The possibility that he fell asleep was there. But then, I realized some other probability that made my son not want to answer me.

He just realized that I was home and he was afraid that I noticed that he was watching porn. He probably doesn’t know what the best response to give me.

What I could do in this situation was to give him time to think and not put him in an even more embarrassing situation. Thus, I left him alone and back to the dining room.

Several minutes later, Scott finally came down to the dining room.

“Mother, when do you come home?” He asked.

“Just an hour ago, you were probably too busy playing a game in your room that you didn’t notice when I returned,” I replied. I played dumb and acted as if I didn’t notice the sound of the porn video he watched and mistook it as a video game he play. This way, he would not be worried about this matter anymore. After what I did today with Darel, letting Scott watch porn scot-free without worry that I would chastise him was the bare minimum I could do to make us even. Scott is such a pathetic boy, nobody will suck his little cock, thus he could only cum by watching porn.

“Uhm…yeah…my bad, I wore a headset, so I didn’t notice that you were home already,” He answered groggily.

“– So, how’s work? You went quite early this morning without even telling me anything,” Scott was quickly trying to change the direction of our conversation away.

“Well…work had been quite hectic lately…” I answered.

I lied, I felt bad and guilty that I needed to lie, but I couldn’t just tell him that I didn’t go to work but had a date with Darel just to suck his cock.

“Worry not, what happened this morning will not repeat, I mean, I will not just go missing without telling you anything. You must have felt worried when you suddenly found me missing.”

I gave my son a caring and loving look to convince him, and then I chuckled awkwardly. I didn't know how true it would be. Would it not repeat again? I was not even sure of it; it all depended on what trick Darel would pull. The best logical move was for me to no longer associate with Darel and put a stop to this madness, but after what happened today, I realized that giving up on his cock wasn't an easy matter. I was already addicted to Darel's cock. Poor Scott, his mother is addicted to his bully's brother's cock. The voice inside my head was jeering.

“I’m an adult now. It’s fine for you to go to your work without the need to update me about your whereabouts, knowing you have me in your mind was enough,” he said.

“Right, you are an adult now…” I mumbled. He is an adult now. He should be able to take care of himself. He should have the emotional capacity to accept that I also want to pursue my own happiness, even if that happiness comes from my son's bully's brother.

Thanks to his answer, I felt a little better. Scott didn't know how his answer affected my psyche, if he knew, he would probably regret saying that he is an adult.

I then noticed that Scott's expression had changed into a worried and unsure one, as his mother, I could tell that something was troubling him.

“Scott, my baby…Is there anything wrong on my face?” I asked him what was wrong. Did he notice that I was behaving strangely?

“No, there is nothing on your face, I just have a lot of thoughts.”

“Is this about Darel again?” I asked curiously. If it was not about me, was it Darel who was troubling him?

He shook his head. “No, it's not about him, it’s something else.”

I felt strangely relieved when I heard it wasn’t Darel. “Good, it’s a waste of time to keep worrying about his retaliation, he is not worth your time, you should focus on more important things and look forward to your future rather than being scared and wary of what Darel is going to do.” I hope that Scott would listen to my advice, going against Darel would be foolish and just hurt him. I was no longer sure whether I would take his side or Darel's side when conflict finally happened between them.

“Mother, do you know about Prospero Lab and Dr. Natasha Olsten?” Scott asked me another question.

“Prospero Lab? I seem to have heard about the lab somewhere before. Why do you ask me about them?”

Prospero Lab…Natasha Olsten…

I felt like I had met people from said lab, but where did I meet them? I rummaged through my memories but found nothing, yet I could dispel the feeling that I had met the woman Scott described.

Scott then continued his story. He told me about the sudden excursion the school planned and the little disturbing information he found about Dr. Olsten and the laboratory from browsing the internet.

“Alright, I will ask my colleagues about them, and tell you my findings later.”

I planned to ask Darel about the lab. He might know something.

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