Chapter 52: Special Help

Elena sat on the bench for a few more minutes after stepping out of the game, watching the remaining players go through the motions of practice. The energy that had been so charged while she was on the court had already started to fade. Without her body as the center of attention, the same laziness from earlier in the day began creeping back in. Passes became sloppy. A few of the boys drifted toward their phones again. Others half-heartedly shot the ball without any real effort.

Elena exhaled slowly. She was already tired — both from the physical running and from the constant, deliberate contact the players had subjected her to. She didn’t have the energy to force another round of motivation today.

“That’s enough for today,” she called out. “We’ll pick this up tomorrow. Be on time.”

There were a few half-hearted acknowledgments. Elena stood, picked up her bag, and headed toward the women’s locker room without looking back. She could feel a couple of pairs of eyes following her as she left the court, but she ignored them.

The women’s locker room was empty and quiet. Elena locked the outer door, stripped out of the sweat-damp basketball outfit, and stepped into the shower. The warm water felt good against her skin. She stood under the spray for a long time, letting it wash away the sweat and the lingering heat from all the “accidental” touches. Her body still felt sensitive. Every time the water ran down her breasts or between her legs, she was reminded of how aroused the game had left her.

Eventually she turned off the water, dried herself, and wrapped a single large towel around her body. It covered her from chest to mid-thigh, but left her shoulders and legs bare. She stepped out of the shower area, still slightly damp, and froze.

Someone was standing near the lockers.

It was Andrew — the tallest player on the team. He was still in his practice clothes, and he looked slightly out of place in the women’s locker room.

Elena’s grip tightened on the edge of her towel. “What are you doing in here?”

Andrew didn’t look particularly embarrassed. He straightened up and met her eyes. “I couldn’t focus on the rest of practice, Coach. I have a problem… and I think only you can fix it.”

Elena frowned. “What problem?”

Andrew hesitated for only a second before answering. “My dick is too big. It got hard while we were playing and it won’t go down. I’ve been like this since the game.”

Elena stared at him. For a moment she thought he was joking. Then she saw the serious expression on his face and the clear outline pressing against the front of his shorts.

Curiosity got the better of her.

“Show me,” she said quietly.

Andrew didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled the waistband of his shorts down and freed his cock. Elena’s eyes widened.

It was thick, long, and fully hard — bigger than anything she had taken so far. The head was flushed and already glistening slightly at the tip. Elena felt a slow, involuntary pulse of heat between her legs as she looked at it.

“How is it that big…” she muttered under her breath before she could stop herself.

Andrew didn’t answer. He just stood there, waiting.

Elena swallowed. “Just… masturbate. It’ll go down eventually.”

Andrew shook his head. “It takes forever if I do it alone. I need something special to actually finish.”

The locker room was silent except for the distant sound of water dripping. Elena’s heart was beating faster. She knew she should tell him to leave. She knew this was another line she shouldn’t cross. But the same restless hunger that had been growing inside her for weeks was already whispering that she could handle this — that she wanted to see what it would feel like.

She stepped closer.

“Fine,” she said softly. “I’ll help. But this stays between us.”

Andrew nodded quickly.

Elena reached out and wrapped her fingers around his cock. It was hot and heavy in her hand. She started stroking him slowly, feeling the thick veins under her palm. Andrew let out a low breath and leaned back against the lockers, watching her.

She worked him with both hands for several minutes, twisting slightly on the upstroke the way she had learned from her sessions with Max and David. But true to his word, Andrew’s cock stayed stubbornly hard. His breathing grew heavier, but he didn’t seem close to finishing.

Elena glanced up at his face, then down at the thick length in her hands again. After a moment of hesitation, she loosened the towel and let it drop to the floor. Her bare breasts spilled free. Andrew’s eyes immediately locked onto them.

Elena stepped even closer, pressed her soft tits around his cock, and began moving them up and down. The thick shaft slid between her breasts easily, the head appearing and disappearing with every motion. Andrew groaned louder this time, one hand coming up to rest lightly on her shoulder.

Elena kept the pace steady, squeezing her breasts together around him. The wet sound of skin against skin filled the quiet locker room. She could feel how close he was getting by the way his cock twitched between her tits. After another minute of the tight, soft pressure, Andrew’s hips jerked and he came hard. Thick ropes of cum shot up across her chest and the underside of her chin. Elena kept moving her breasts until he finished, milking every last drop out of him.

When it was over, Andrew leaned back against the lockers, breathing heavily. Elena slowly released him and straightened up. Cum was streaked across her breasts and dripping slowly down toward her stomach.

She picked up the towel and wiped herself off without saying anything.

Andrew tucked himself back into his shorts, still looking a little dazed. “Thanks, Coach.”

Elena wrapped the towel around herself again and met his eyes. “This doesn’t happen again unless I say so. And you don’t tell anyone.”

Andrew nodded. “I won’t.”

He left the locker room quietly. Elena stood there alone for a long time afterward, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her heart was still racing. Her body was still warm. And the restless hunger inside her felt even stronger than before.

She had helped him.

She had wanted to.

And she already knew this wouldn’t be the last time one of them came to her with a “problem.”

End of Chapter 52

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