Beauty and the Coach

Her son was late to practice tonight. She was a single mom trying her best to take care of everything. When she got there, her hair was a mess and she was out of breath. She apologized to the coach for being late. He smiled at her, looked her up and down with the most beautiful blue eyes, and said it was fine. She couldn't help but stare for a second to long and smile back. Throughout practice he would catch her looking at him. When it was over, he came up to her and said that her son was pretty good, he saw potential in him and to make sure to work with him throughout the week. Later that night, her phone lit up and it was the coach. He wanted to let her know that if she ever needed, he wouldn't mind picking her son up. She thanked him and went to sleep.

The next day, she dressed up and made sure to do her hair. When they got to practice the coach went to grab the bag from her and brushed down her arm. She felt a little excited and blushed. Their eyes met and she couldn't help but stare again. She watched him throughout practice again. She couldn't help but think he was handsome.

Later that night her phone lit up again. It was him. That excited feeling came back. He asked if she had anyone to work with her son. When she explained that she didn't know much about the game, he offered to help on the side. She asked how could she ever thank him for all he's been doing. He answered that they'd figure something out. She waited a few minutes before replying, unsure of how to ask what she'd been wanting to for days. But then she finally said that she had an idea. He immediately responded and asked her to tell him. So she asked if she could come over sometime and show him her idea. He replied immediately again and said he was free now. Excited and nervous at the same time, she asked for the address. She threw her dress and heels back on, made sure her hair was in place, and headed over. She texted him when she got there and he said to come in the back door.

She opened the door slowly and saw him standing by the sink with a glass of ice water. She closed the door quietly behind her and stepped into full view. He slowly looked at her, from head to toe and back up again. She started to feel excitement rise through her, pulsing in her pussy, a small drip of dampness forming in her panties. He started walking towards her and she froze. He put one hand against the wall beside her head. Their eyes locked. She bit her lip and hesitated before reaching a hand up and grazing his beard. She ran her hand down his arm, took his hand, and placed it on the small of her back. He pressed up against her, pushing her to the wall, and pulled her waist into him. She could feel how hard his cock was and she let out a gasp just before his mouth met hers.

With his hand still resting above her ass, she wiggled against him feeling his hard cock against her now wet pussy. He pushed her against the wall even harder and grabbed her hair in his fist and pulled down, raising her chin and making her back arch. He started kissing down her neck and she breathed hard, letting the slightest moan escape. Her hands found the bottom of his shirt and slid underneath, feeling his warm skin and running through the hair up his chest. He reached down to grab her leg, pulling it up from the back of her knee, trailing his fingers down her calf, grunting when he felt her graze his thigh with the tip of her heel. He skimmed the bottom of her dress and found the string of her thong, pulled it away from her skin and felt the wet spot.

Her hands moving fast across his skin, he raised his arms and she pulled his shirt off. He lowered his arms, grabbed her and lifted her up, then started walking, turning the light off as they left the room. She was kissing his neck quickly and ran her fingers through his hair. Legs wrapped around his waist, he turned around and sat, lowering her on his lap. He ran his fingers up her dress, grabbing her ass pulling her close. He lifted her dress up and took it off. She pressed her boobs into his face and he squeezed her ass again.

Grabbing ahold of his head with her fingers in her hair, she started rubbing back and forth against his hard cock. He bit her nipple and she let out a moan. Theirs hands quickened against each other's bodies. He lifted one hand and slapped it against her ass and she let out another moan. Kissing up her neck and to her ear, he whispered asking if she liked it rough. She moaned again and whispered back that she didn't know.

Grabbing her hair and pulling it down again he asked if she wanted to find out. Without hesitation, she said yes. He pulled her close and picked her up again, gently lowering her to the floor. He slid his shorts off and grazed her neck with his lips. She went to reach for his hair and he grabbed her by the wrists and held her hands above her head. She gasped and wiggled her body underneath him. He kissed down her body, biting her at her neck, then her nipple. He grabbed her thong with his teeth and pulled it down.

Her breathing got heavier. He let go of her hands and pulled her legs up against his shoulders. He grabbed his cock and slapped it against her wet pussy. She pushed into him and his cock slid inside and she moaned loud. She started to move her hands and he grabbed her wrists again and told her no touching. He rammed his cock into her harder and she screamed. She pushed just as hard back into him and he grunted and bit his lip.

He heard her moan as she swore under her breath and he told her to say it again, louder. She yelled fuck me daddy and he pounded harder and harder. Her moans got louder and he pulled his cock out. She grabbed him to try and pull him back and he grabbed her legs then flipped her over. Grabbing her waist, he pulled her ass up to his cock and slid his cock in again. She screamed loud and swore again digging her fingers into the carpet. He slapped her ass and watched her wiggle, shaking her ass with each thrust into him. He pulled her hair with one hand and moved his other hand down and around her, reaching for her clit. He gently fingered her clit while banging her from behind. She moaned harder with every thrust and her pussy was wetter than ever.

He could feel how wet it was with every thrust and told her to beg for it. So she did, asking him to fuck her harder, to smack her harder, to fill her pussy with his cum, each time asking please daddy. And he did, harder each time until he finally felt her squirting and he came harder than he ever has. Both of them moaning and grunting. When they were done, he got back to his knees and flipped her over. He told her to clean up her mess as he showed her his drenched cock. She crawled over to him and put his big cock in her mouth and sucked it clean. Looking at up his still beautiful blue eyes until he leaned his head back with pure pleasure.

He pulled her up to him and kissed her and she kissed him back. She told him that was the most incredible experience. He laid her down and pulled her into his chest, stroking her hair gently. He could feel her smile against him and he told her there's more for them to explore, if she'd like. She looked up towards him and said she would definitely like that. They stayed like that for a little bit longer before she had to go.