I need a moment first

***Authors Note***

Wow, over 100 Favorites so far, that´s awesome. I really thank you all for reading my story and hopefully also enjoying it.

The story will get somewhat slower now, since I don´t have so much time over the next days, but I´m confident there will be sequels on a regular level, probably 1-2 chapters per week.

I'd like to ask you again: if you have any ideas, suggestions, or requests for plot lines, scenes or characters, please don't hesitate to let me know. If it's possible and doesn't interfere too much with my own vision of the story, I'd be more than happy to implement them.

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"You´re fucking with we Daniel!" I had opened the showcase and took out a Yearbook from 2005 to perhaps get some more hints about the relationship of my mom and my stepmom. So far we have found some more fotos which leave no doubt that the two knew each other very well.

"Wish I would. And this time I really mean that in a non-sexual way, although I wouldn't reject it, of course." I grin crookedly.

"Now is really not the time for silly jokes Daniel. You are telling me, your Mom, the person that left you and your Father two years ago and which you almost never see, is Rose Flavour, the futa porn actress?"

"She is also a porn actress?!" It gets worse every minute.

"You didn´t know that either?"

"Fucking NO! I thought my Mom is just my fucking Mom. I never thought, that she may be a futa. Or a porn actress. Or that she and my damn stepmom knew each other from this fucked up fuck college. Or that I have to see pictures of her with a cock in every hole and each hand." I point at a picture at the actual site titled ' Best museums excursion ever'.

"Damn your mom is so hot." She bites her lower lip.

"That´s not very helpful Anastasia. I´m having a existancial crisis over here." I hit her shoulder lightly and she smiles at me apologetically.

"Sorry. Perhaps this is all a hilarious coincidence. I mean, when your Dad married a futa and even had a child with her, his sexual preferences are obvious and it seems logical that his new partner would be a futa as well. Who says Rose and Tara are still in contact?"

"I hoped this too. But do you see this photo with the 'Happiest Thrupple'? In the middle between them, that´s my Dad."

Anastasia rips the yearbook out of my hands. "Fuck me, that´s another dimension of weird." She continues to leaf through the pages, looking for more pictures, and suddenly her eyes widen. "You must be really brave now Daniel." She is shaking a little bit, when she hands the book back to me and points at another photo. It appears to be a group photo from the graduation party. My dad is standing there, with his two girlfriends to his left and right, both obviously quite pregnant.

"He impregnated them both!?" I need a moment to realize. "Does that mean my bratty stepsister is actually my half-sister!?!"

"Fuck, this get´s weirder from moment to moment. Are you ok?"

"Don´t think so. Fuck, I bet everyone knows except me. Tara and Nathalie must be sitting at home and laugh their asses off." Before the anger in me can increase any further, Anastasia takes a look at the clock again.

"Oh shit, we are getting in so much trouble. Now we are definately late for P.E. and the Coach really loves to punish students beeing late. Better get over it, perhaps she didn´t register us missing yet." Anastasia starts running again and I follow her to the sports field as fast as I can.

At a day like this, how could I hope the coach didn´t notice we were late? To coach Mulkey, beeing late is not a small offense. The small blonde with the booming voice of a market crier, screams at us so loudly, that I´m afraid we'll go deaf. After a long tirade, she orders us to run circles on the running track until she is satisfied, not defining when this may be. While running, I had the opportunity to watch the other students doing their exercises. It seems the coach is focused on cardio and stamina training with a special focus on sexrelated exercises. Push-ups, Kegels, Sit-ups, Squats, Planks, different Yoga and gymnastics poses to become more flexible and a lot of running. When the bell rings and announces the end of the school day, Anastasia and me are still running. Our classmates trot tiredly towards the showers and changing rooms, but the coach is not finished with us two. She gestures us to come to her and sweating and panting we are standing in front of her now, really hoping that our punishing is over.

"After this little warm-up, it´s time for your real training, we will start with Push-ups. Give me fifty!" It´s crystal clear, that complaints will bring us nowhere, so I try my best to complete her tasks, but I was never a great sportsman. Anastasia is doing much better than I am. By the time she's finished with her fifty Push-ups, I haven't even made it to thirty.

"Pathetic Daniel. Your parents would be ashamed of your performance. Rose never gave up, no matter how hard it was. Obviously you are more like your sissy father, but even he could do better than you. I see, we have a lot work in front of us to bring you into an acceptable shape."

"You, huh, you know my parents, huh, coach?" I wonder how old Coach Mulkey is. I hadn´t guessed her older than mid forty, but I also never thought she would know my parents or even remember them.

"Less talking student. Focus on your next push."

"Yes Coach!" I slowly struggle forward, push-up after push-up, until I finally reach the fifty. Breathless and panting I lay on the floor.

"Such a long way. {Futa1} you are dismissed, but Daniel will have to go through some more training lessons. It would be funny if we couldn't get this wimp in shape."

"Coach, it´s his first day, perhaps you could go easy on him..." Anastasia tries to interfere, but the coach stops her with just a motion of her hand.

"I must get senile, I don't even remember asking you for your opinion." She stares at my friend with such a cold glance, it is a miracle that she is not frozen into an ice pillar instantly. Anastasia knows when she has lost. She forms a silent 'Sorry' with her lips to me and heads for the showers.

"Coach, please. I have an appointment with the director in a few minutes. Can´t we postpone my training aka punishment to another time?" I struggle to get up again and try to convince her with a puppy dog ​​look.

"Oh, I see. It´s obvious it´s my fault, you came late to P.E. And how could I not think of your later appointments..." Her voice drips from sarcasm.

"Sorry Coach I understand..." SMACK! She hits me so hard in the face that my head jerks to the side. Only a few inches separate our faces, as she shouts at me and some spit flies into my face.

"DON`T YOU FUCKING DARE, TO INTERRUPT ME AGAIN!" She calms down a little bit. "Your mother learned where here place is and you will too." Absent she looks at the index finger of her right hand. "You dumb fuck! Because of you I tore my nail." She stares at me cold-blooded and I don´t dare to speak again. "How do you intend to make this right again?"

"I, I don´t know coach. What do you want me to do?"

"On your knees slut!" Without hesitation I do as I´m told. "Your parents both were quite skillful with their mouths. Let´s see what they taught their son." She grabs the waistband of her tracksuit and pulls the pants of her tracksuit down to her ankles. I know what is expected from me now. Her cock is aroung 7.5 inches long, a little shorter than Anastasia or Gina and evenly tanned like the rest of her athletic body. It´s fully errected and a strong but somewhat sweet oudor hits my senses as I get closer. From her previous behavior, I strongly assume that she is into the dominant tour and so I try to serve this preference. I grab her cock at the base, breathe deeply through my nose and look submissively into her eyes.

"This naughty sissy hungers for your cock coach. Would you allow me to suck your fat cock with my slutty mouth and if I please you, feed me with your delicious cum?" I blink my eyes to emphasize my submissiveness.

"I see a lot of your parents in you my little slut. You may suck my cock now. And don´t forget my sweaty balls my dear."

Encouraged by the feedback I got from Anastasia and Gina so far, I start with my tested out cocksucking routine like kissing her tip first, licking along the whole shaft and concentrationg somewhat on her frenulum. I don´t use my hands on her cock this time, instead I lay both of them on her asscheeks and give them a good kneeding. I plan to just use my hands to guide her thrusts and challenge myself to make her cum with my mouth only. I slurp, kiss and lick every part of her cock, up from the pink mushroom head down to her hairless, shaven balls. As I suckle both of her baseball sized nuts into my mouth, we both moan in unison. Never before was my mouth so stretched and full and I must admit, that I really enjoy this feeling of fullness. Coach Mulkey is the first real futa I've sucked because with her balls in my mouth I can clearly see the wet slit of her pussy behind them. I stretch my fingers somewhat to reach her outer lips and her asshole while massaging her bottom and include them into my caressing. Then finally, I take her spitcovered dick into my mouth, press my lips tightly around her shaft and hollow my cheeks as Ms. Lawrence taught me. Quickly I start bopping my head up and down her cock, taking more and more of her into me with every single downwards motion. In no time she passses my gag reflex and takes the helm, fastening the speed very quickly. It´s only a matter of seconds until she holds my head and facefucks me merciless, similar as Gina did this morning in Sex Ed class. Again I feel my own arousal reaching heights I haven´t known some days ago, as my body is used just like a sextoy to satisfy someones lust. My own cock is so incredible hard it´s almost aching and precum is dripping from my glans onto the lawn in a constant stream. As she reaches her climax, she pulls away from my throat, releasing her whole load in my mouth. I try to swallow, but it´s so much it leaks from the corner of my mouth and onto my chest.

As I look up to the coach, it´s the first time I see her smiling. With her fingers she collects the sperm stains on my face and brings them to my lips. No further request is needed and this part of her cum ends up in my stomach too. "There is really a lot of your mother in you. You may have great potential, don't waste it with unnecessary mistakes like beeing late for my lessons. Now go take a quick shower, you're already late anyway, so you can at least look halfway decent when you meet the principal. I jump to my feet and run for the showers, my boner dangling between my thighs, still leaking precum. (My parents really seem to have left a lasting impression here. I've only been here a day and I've already learned so much about them that I never expected. Somehow I highly doubt that that is all.)

The showers are empty when I arrive. Anastasia is nowhere to be seen, only a janitor is wiping the wet floor. Apologizing, I quickly scurry into one of the showers, the air still heavy from the heat and steam of it´s previous users and clean myself in record time before making my way to the principal's office. A look at my watch tells me that I'm over half an hour late. My heart is beating very fast as I knock on her office, both from exertion and excitement.

"Come in."

The room I enter is obviously an anteroom and a pretty young woman, perhaps in her mid-twenties, with shoulder-length red hair looks at me skeptically. She wears a white blouse with a name tag that identifies her as Ms. Janine Smith, a black pencil skirt and also black pumps. Her outfit screams secretary with every fiber, only her makeup is a little too much perhaps for an ordinary secretary. But what´s ordinary at this school?

"Mr. Masterson I assume?"

"Yeah, sorry for beeing late. The coach..."

"I´m not interested in your excuses young boy." She's so snooty that it hits a nerve in me.

"Young boy? You are merely five years older than me and call me a young boy?" Despite her attractive appearance, this woman really fucks me up.

"It seems nobody has taught you manners so far Mr. Masterson. A shame. I had such high expectations from a member of your family."

"It´s enough. Everybody at this fucking school seems to know more about my familiy than me. This is really getting on my nerves." I unconsciously clench my hands into fists and she seems to have noticed.

"Mr. Masterson, I understand that a first day at Aeons Academy can be overwhelming, above all if nobody prepared you what awaits you here. Unfortunately Ms Rodriguez had a follow-up appointment and couldn´t wait any longer, but she rescheduled your meeting to tomorrow evening. Please try to be on time this time." She is a lot nicer now, the shitty attitude seems to be something that comes with the job when you handle dissatisfied students and teachers every day. I calm myself down.

"Sorry Ms. Smith. It´s just... This whole day is a weird collection of very disturbing incidents, life-changing insights and ..." I search my mind for the right words.

"Kinky Sex and mindshaking orgasms?" She asks helpful.

"Yeah, I think that describes it really good." I smile at her and she returns it. She is even more attractive when she is not bitchy. "I´m really sorry. It´s not your fault my day is so fucked up. I´ll try to be in time tomorrow."

"I happily accept your apology and apologize also for my harsh words at the beginning. Can I help you with anything to settle in better."

"You said something about my family. What do you know about the Mastersons?"

"Your family has a very good, one could almost say legendary, reputation here, not at least because of the praises of principal Rodriguez. Your parents were among the top graduates in the first year and were more than popular with both their classmates and the teachers. Of course I only know this second hand from my uncle Barney. If you want to talk to someone who was there at the time, the principal is the right choice. She was one of the classmates of your parents. From the other teachers, only Coach Mulkey remains from then, but I´m not sure how willingly the dragon will talk about old times."

"Thanks Ms. Smith."

"Call me Janine. I have a feeling that we will see each other more often and that will inevitably lead to sex. Janine moans more easily than Ms. Smith." She winks goodbye and I leave her office shaking my head in disbelief.