At home

Katie stayed over Dan’s home longer than you expected, but she came home after about two hours. You were sitting in the living room watching something on Netflix when she walked in. The first thing you noticed was that even though she’d left with her hair down, she now had her sleek dark brown hair up in a tight ponytail.

“Hi honey.” She said, walking over to the couch. She went to sit down beside you, but lowered herself down on the cushion gingerly, as if she was sore. “Whatcha watching?” She asked you. You paused the show. “Oh it’s just this history documentary. It’s pretty good- I’m not sure you’d be into it though.” You said, knowing history was a bigger interest for you than her. “Oh that’s cool” she said vaguely, sounding distracted. “How was your, uh, decorating?” You asked, unsure what to call it. She kept her eyes on the paused tv rather than look at you. “Oh, it was good… I’m sorry it took so long. His house is, um… pretty big.” She said slowly, only meeting your gaze once she finished speaking. “That’s okay. So did you figure out what…” you began to ask another question, but then you noticed a splotch of some creamy white substance in her hair. “Oh- were you guys painting?” You asked. She tilted her head curiously, and then you pointed to her hair above her face. “I think you have white paint in your hair.” Her eyes widened and her face was suddenly very flushed. “Oh!” She gasped in surprise and her hands immediately flew up and brushed through her hair. Removing whatever was caught there, she quickly wiped it off on her white top.

“Uh, yes, painting! We did a little of that. Just a little. I know you said that, uh- you said that didn’t want me to do too much work for him for free, so- I thought just a little bit would be okay. You’re not mad are you?” she asked, stammering a little and sounding breathless as she looked at you intently, her eyes still wide. You laughed. “I’m not upset baby. I understand you really want to be a good friend to your old coach, and- I’m not gonna criticize you about that anymore.” You assured her. Her expression slowly relaxed, and then changed. She went from looking distressed to a little bit sad. An almost pitying look. “Thanks honey.” She said, her tone strangely apologetic. She kissed your cheek, and you smiled, but there was a strange musty smell around her mouth as she pulled away. “I’m gonna go take a shower. Make sure I’ve got… all the paint off me.” She said, getting up and heading upstairs. She stripped down and climbed into the shower. The warm water and steam feeling good on her skin, especially her sore ass. She let her mind wander back to what had happened after Dan had kissed her, and her hand moved between her legs. Her fingers starting to tease her clit and her soaking wet pussy as she played the sordid events back in her mind.

*one hour earlier*

Dan’s mouth was pressed on Katie’s as they shared a deep kiss on Dan’s bedroom floor. Dan took his time, savoring the moment, before he finally withdrew and they gazed breathlessly at each other. Katie bit her lip and gazed up at him, speechless, so he spoke first. “I’m sorry Katie, I just can’t help myself.” He said, beginning to get up. As he stood, she started to get up as well, and came face to face with a huge bulge in her old coach’s pants. Her mouth gaped open and she looked from the huge protrusion in his pants up to him. “You see what you do to me?” Dan asked, his voice husky, and he took hold of his pants and boxers and slid them down. His long and thick cock springing free right in front of Katie’s face as she sat up in front of him.

She stared at it, mesmerized for a moment. It was huge, and being this close to it, she was hit by the strong and musty scent of his member. Dylan’s dick had its own smell, but the greasy unwashed cock in front her had a much more striking and manly scent. Dan’s cock was filthy and there were even small flecks of dried cum on the head. It should’ve repulsed her, but instead the dirtiness of it just made her feel lightheaded as she drank it in. “I’m sorry” she said, apologizing for making him so hard, and shifting her posture so that she was sitting on her knees in front of him. “Let me help you.” She said softly. Her hand took hold of the base of his shaft, she leaned forward, and she ran her tongue up from the base of his shaft all the way to his tip.

Dan let out a sigh of pleasure, and Katie, encouraged by this, wrapped her lips around the head of his thick and filthy cock. It tasted sweaty and rancid, but Katie sucked hard to clean him off, and take in every bit of his taste. She realized that her pussy was soaking wet. “Fuck yes.” Dan breathed, and he did what he’d wanted to do ever since she walked in. He leaned down, reached out a hand behind her, and smacked her bubble ass, hard. Katie moaned around his dick, and she responded to him smacking her by sinking her mouth deeper on his cock. Eager to please him, and spurred on by the throbbing pain in her bottom, she tried to deepthroat him. Something that was easy with you. She managed to take most of his cock but gagged before she got to the base.

She was **** to come up and cough for a moment and Dan stroked her hair encouragingly. “Good girl.” He told her, and her eyes met his. She seemed to glow when he praised her. “Hold on.” He said, and he sat down on the bed. He patted the bed beside him. “Take off your shorts and lay across the bed.” He ordered her. “Yes sir.” She said, just like back when he’d been her coach. She peeled her tight shorts off, exposing her perky round ass, now covered only by some cute pink panties. She also quickly put her hair up in a ponytail before she laid across the bed, her head over his groin.

His hand reached across her body and grabbed her ass, squeezing her body hard. She let out a lustful moan, and without Dan having to even ask, she took his dick in her mouth again. This time she was even more determined, and her head bounced swiftly over his shaft, soaking his dick with her warm drool. The wet, rhythmic sounds of her sloppy blowjob filled the room as Dan groped her perfect ass. “That’s right. Work that dick you dirty little slut.” He growled before delivering another harsh smack to her ass. Her eyes rolled back for a moment when he called her a slut and smacked her ass with so much ****.

Between the manly taste of his cock, and the way he was taking complete control of her body, she found she could barely think. There was only lust now. Dan’s free hand clutched the bed as his pleasure grew. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, and when he knew he couldn’t hold back any longer, one of his hands seized her ponytail and yanked her head up off his shaft as his other hand stroked his soaking wet shaft and pointed it at her face. She watched as his huge cock throbbed in front of her, and she moaned. “Oh fuck Dan, please cum on my fucking face” she begged, and she instinctively opened her mouth wide in front of him. Dan shot a huge load of his hot and thick cum all across her face and hair. Plenty of it landing inside her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and soaking into her tongue. Burning the taste of his thick and potent cum into her horny mind. The two of them sat there panting, breathless and almost in disbelief at what had just happened. She turned to face him, his cum dripping down to her chin. “Oh my god…” she breathed. And then she swallowed.