Coach Jack

Coach Jack Coach Jack

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Natalie (Nat) age 18. A volleyball player above all. Average high school student, all around good girl. But she has a weakness, Jack, her volleyball coach. Age 22. Hot af.

Summary

Natalie (Nat) age 18. A volleyball player above all. Average high school student, all around good girl. But she has a weakness, Jack, her volleyball coach. Age 22. Hot af.

Content

Submitted: July 16, 2013

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Submitted: July 16, 2013

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I walk into the gym. Everyone's setting up around me. I look around, at the same time I try not to look anxious. And then, I see him. Jack, I mean "Coach" Jack. God he's hot. Most volleyball coaches are overweight, over 28 guys who only coach because they can't play anymore themselves. But Jack? Holy shit. He plays on his college team. And whenever he's not on the court, he's hitting the weights, or so his Facebook check-ins say. His rock hard abs and chiseled arms tell that his Facebook doesn't lie. I put my bag down and say hi to my teammates. They all try and hide it, but I know they want him too. Their super bubbly voices that come only around him are their tell. I slide of my sweatshirt and my sweatpants, revealing my tshirt and spandex. I chose the extra tight new pair of spandex for today. As I walk over to where he's setting up the volleyball poles, I can't help but wonder how long his pole is. I think a good 7, 8 inche... "New spandex?" He asks ever so nonchalantly. "These? Nah, found them in one of my drawers." To comment on my spandex, he had to have looked down there for more than a glimpse because my shirt was covering most of it. To think that he was looking there made me think about him looking at me fully naked and on his bed. Another practice, done. Two hours of sweating and beating my body up on a hardwood gym floor. I put my sweatshirt on as everyone heads out the door. It's only me and coach Jack now. My mind starts floating away until he suddenly asks, "Your dad coming to pick up?" "Nope. Tonight I have my car, the parentals are out of town". He nods and starts to walk towards the door. He pauses before he gets to the door, turns around and looks at me with his brown eyes, and then waits for me to finish up. I gather my stuff and head to the door where he's waiting. He holds the door for me. "Ahh, chivalry, it isn't dead after all". He chuckles. Damn that gets me every time. "If that's you're way of saying thanks..." He grabs my arm and pulls me into his chest. My heart rate is soaring. I look up at him, into his eyes, and then he kisses me. What. In. The. Fuck? I'm startled at first, but then my body gives in. My mind thinks about what is happening and what could happen next. His kiss is gentle, but then it turns rough. His mouth starts to open, forcing mine to open as well. I feel his warm tongue start to trace mine. The Frenching gets me hot in no time. He pulls away. "You're welcome". I have no idea what he's talking about anymore. All I can think about is that I want him, I need him, right now. I push him back into the dark gym and close the doors, locking us in and everyone else out. "Jack, I know I'm only 18 and I know you're 4 years older than me, but I want you. I want you inside of me." He looks at me like I'm crazy. "I can't do that, that's something I just can't do." I start to get impatient. "Just let me try something then. If it doesn't change your mind, then we can go our separate ways. Close your eyes, and don't move, no matter what you feel." He listens. I take every thing off, spandex, sports bra, and stand right in front of him. I take his hand and put it on my cheek. I let it trace down my neck, down my chest and place it on my right breast. He opens his eyes. "Dear god. I can't..." I shush him. "Please, just do this. I promise I won't tell." He looks down at his hand, and then into my eyes. He relaxes a little and then nods. He places his other hand on my other breast and then starts squeezing. His thumbs run over my nipples and they start to get harder. I start to moan. He pulls me in and starts kissing me. I start taking his clothes off. First his shirt. Then I get on my knees and pull his pants down. I look up at him as I slowly pull his briefs down. Wow, it's bigger that I thought.


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