Calming Down

Coach looked up and down the teared up girl. Besides the undeniably gargantuan steel beam sticking out of her hips, the girl was kind of cute. One could see why all the boys hit on the girl. She had a very sizable bust, C or even D range, a very fit yet feminine form, wide hips to help give an hourglass shape and a cute round behind that was large enough to give a profile. Kylie face (when not welled up with tears) was a very soft and kind looking oval shape, though one could see she had the ability to look fierce when she wanted, light brown long hair tide into a tail and soft brown eyes that were wide and expressive.

It all added up for the Coach feeling sorry for the poor girl, even as her dick was flared. Still, even as she felt sorry for the poor girl, it didn't deter her annoyance at being soiled by the girl. She was going to need to change, and shower. Judging by the girls potent smell, several showers. Her hand went to a thick strand and she brushed as she marveled at the shear amount.

A devious idea then formed in her mind. "Davis right?" The girl nodded. "I have a proposition for you. You try out for gymnastics, and we forget this incident ever happened." Two birds one stone. If the girl was as good as Coach Mercy heard, then she would be invaluable to the team. If not, she would still be getting some payback after being spooged on.

"You're... you're blackmailing me?" The girl whimpered.

"Wipe your tears girl. I'm not blackmailing you. I'm asking you to try out with the gymnastic team. You did after all, just covered me in cum after sneaking into the locker room to yank it like there's no tomorrow. If you don't make the cut, I still won't tell. Think of this as more penance for yanking it on a teacher. Now get dressed, School will be closing down soon."

"But um..." She looked down at her hard member. "...I can't try out."

"Oh?" Coach raised an eyebrow. "Why not?"

"Everytime I see the girls dressed up l-like that, I get... horny." She pointed to down to make her point. "I... I have a hard time hiding it when its... hard." She wiped the tears and looked away. She couldn't face her shame.

Coach thought long and hard what to do. She sighed, perhaps it was the smell of cum drowning her reason, or that she hadn't gotten any action in over two years, or that she was tired of seeing their school's rival coach's smug face as they were trounced again. Hell, maybe it was because she thought the girl was cute. If anyone caught them now, it would be tough to explain to keep her job and the girl's place in school. Throwing caution to the wind, she bent down.

"What are you doing?" Kylie asked as the coach unzipped the front of her cum covered red tracksuit to reveal her white tank top underneath. Kylie eyes bulged a little. It was a little difficult to tell the exact shape of Coach Mercy's body in the baggy tracksuit, but one could guess she was pretty curvy. Kylie just wasn't prepared for how curvy. Her breasts had to be F or even G cups and her body was toned to perfection. Coach Mercy had a bob style hair cut with dark hair, striking yet exciting features, a confident gate and an outrageous figure. Baby blues stared up at Kylie as she grasped Kylie's cock tightly, causing the girl to groan in surprise and pleasure.

"I'm relieving you is what I'm doing. You said you have a hard time getting it down once its hard. If you are tapped out before hand though, I think you'll fair just fine." She began to stroke the beast in her hands, and Mercy couldn't help but marvel how it took both her hands to wrap around it fully. "Make no mistake though. I am your teacher, a handjob is all your getting. Do you understand?"

Kylie nodded fervently, it felt so much better to have someone else wank her off. She wasn't about to disagree and have this stop, or worse.

Coach glided her hands roughly on the cock, Kylie enjoying it thoroughly. Though it had been a while, Coach was known as a "man-eater" in her college years, a wellspring of experience lay behind her. The cock before her enticed her to bring out that skill set as she stroked it. It spilled copious amounts of pre, and Mercy was quick to use it to coat Kylie's cock in its own lubricant. In spite of herself, she found she was really getting into it, stroking the cock excited her, even if she wasn't ready to admit it, and she began talking dirty to her student. "How does a cute girl like you have such an enormous manly cock? Does it excite you to see your teacher on her knees worshipping your schlong? Your such a dirty little girl, look how you soiled my face and clothes. Bet you want more, bet you want me to wrap my full lips and **** on your meaty member. Don't you want that?" Kylie nodded fervantly. "Too bad." Coach Mercy laughed "All you get is my hands. You love my hands don't you? The way they slide down your member, how they grip you so tightly, how they know exactly where to make you shiver."

Coach Mercy got caught up in her teasing, and failed to notice the obvious signs as Kylie's breath became more ragged and her cock began to pulse. "Going to cum!"

Broken from her trance by that declaration, Mercy looked frantically around for a place to unleash the load, preferably not on her again. It was decided however for her. Kylie leaned forward and grabbed her head in her hands before impaling her mouth on her pussy splitter, much to Coach Mercy's surprise. Cum blasted into the Coach's mouth, filling it full with the first load and forcing Mercy to swallow or spilling it before the second pump. Mercy was surprised just how strong Kylie was as she struggled, taking in the load and gulping desperately. Kylie's load eventually proved to much and some spilled from their tight connection and fell upon her tank top.

It couldn't go on forever, and as soon as Kylie's powerful orgasm was done, she slumped over with a happy grin and released the Coach as she coughed and sputtered. "S-sorry." Kylie sheepishly spoke, her cock finally going down and becoming manageable, and small enough to hide.

Coach Mercy glared at her before trying to regain her dignity. "Go home. I expect you to be here bright and early and ready to try out."

Hearing the commanding demeanor and seeing Coach Mercies posture, Kylie quickly got dressed and headed out, not wanting to stay behind and feel the wrath of the clearly angry looking teacher.

Once Kylie was out of sight, Coach mercy licked her lips and gathered the spilt cum on her top, dragging her finger across it and bringing it to her lips. Coach Mercy had never liked the taste of cum before, she preferred the fun that caused it, but Kylie's was absolutely erotically tasty. She might enjoy 'calming down' the girl more than she thought.