Norma Egan: The coach_s wife

"Eeeeeeee!" Vicky cried.

She arched her lush body sharply, taking in the stiff finger, feverishly welcoming it. Her cream boiled, and she couldn't control her squeals and moans of bliss. She was lost, and she knew it. She heeded it far too badly to resist..

Tod finger-fucked her for a moment, feeling the red-hot clinging response of her muscular vagina, her furious creaming, hearing her uncontrollable squeals of joy. Inexperienced as he was, he couldn't fail to understand that she was hotly aroused and wanted him badly. This came as a surprise. Coach was like the image of virility, a great stud-but, and Tod and the other boys had always assumed that he gave it to his wife constantly. Yet this beautiful sexy woman was plainly starved for sex.

Boldly Tod decided to take the final step. He seized the waistband of Vicky's panties and quickly tugged the garment down.

Vicky felt it, felt the silky garment being pulled off over her ankles and the cool air of the room wafting over her exposed slit. There was no turning back now. She blushed deeply and opened her eyes to look at Tod. Having tossed her panties onto the floor, he was gawking with unconcealed lust at the dainty auburn triangle of her mound and the slick gleaming pink flesh of her pussy. Not taking his eyes away, he fumbled with his fly and at last unleashed his fully erect prick.

Vicky gawked at it. She'd seen only one other cock in her whole life-Biff's. Tod's wasn't as thick as Biff's, but it was longer and somehow more attractive to her. Biff had that thick coarse bush of black pubic hair, whereas Tod had a light feathery nest of clean curls. He looked delicious to her.

"It's gonna be good," he said breathlessly, catching her eye. "Oh, man, it's gonna be good.."

Vicky blushed deeply. She couldn't take her eyes off his rigid young prick, so stiff and taut. The shaft was rosy, the circumcised head a deep red, and from the slitted mouth of his glans a glistening bubble of juice appeared. She wanted that rigid swollen young dick, had to have it…

Panting, Tod lowered, himself onto her. Vicky moaned, opened her legs wide, and embraced him for the first time. She hugged his hard young body to her, eager and ready. Twenty years of marital fidelity were about to go down the drain, but she no longer cared. She knew nothing but the raging hunger in her cunt.

"Ooooooooh!" she squealed as she felt the hard hot knob of his cock-head easing into her. He penetrated her slowly, deliciously, and as his wonderfully stiff young cock advanced in her belly, she almost came, she needed it so much.

"Ahhhhh, God, darling, yes!" she wailed.

Tod grinned blissfully. He'd succeeded beyond his wildest dreams. Far fuckin' out… She was delicious to ball, too. He'd heard that older women had loose cunts, but that was not the case with Vicky. Her slick velvety vaginal walls clung to him snugly, sucked and tugged at his meat. She was scorchingly hot in there, wet and juicy. She moved her hips in perfect time to his slow deep strokes. It was the best fuck he'd ever had in his short life.

"Is it good?" he moaned. "Is this how you want it?"

Vicky heard her husky voice, like that of a wanton stranger. "It's beautiful, darling," she said, let's do it even harder… You don't have to be gentle. I want it hard, fast… Ohhhhh, yessss…"

Tod obeyed immediately, eager to please her. The faster, harder strokes felt good to him, too. She wailed and bucked her hips, creamed in steamy floods around his swift-digging meat.

"You're so hot in there, he babbled, "It's so damned good.."

"You're good, too, darling," she whimpered. "Fantastic… I love it, Tod, I love it.."

She pound her burning pussy around his rigid dick, without shame and without restraint. Vaguely she was aware that they were fucking like crazy right there on the couch, in her living room, and that if her husband waked in the door, he'd see them. It didn't bother her. Nothing mattered to her now except coming.

She'd waited so long that it didn't take her more than a minute. The orgasm hit her like a blinding explosion, and her feverishly hot cunt gripped Tod's slamming cock like a vise, holding and squeezing him. He managed to hold out till her screams and convulsions died down, but then he'd had it. The whole episode had been just too exciting.

He yelped blissfully and began to shoot his steamy jism into her. Dizzily he felt her opening her legs even wider, taking it eagerly in.

They lay quiet for a moment, catching their breath. Her passion temporarily satisfied, Vicky felt the reality of the situation, and her stomach lightened with terror. The stark fact was that she'd just fucked one of her husband's students, and that she'd been unfaithful to Biff for the first time in there marriage.

My God, she thought, what have I done…

But Tod wasn't dismayed at all. He was grinning, flushed, delighted, and he began to kiss her happily. "One more time," he whispered eagerly. "Coach won't be back till late. I'm gettin' hard again already."

And to Vicky's amazement, he was.

As soon as Vicky stalked off the playing field, Biff Benson sauntered in the direction of the girls' gymnasium. He felt kind of sorry for ol' Vicky. He could tell she was pissed at him for missing dinner, that she felt neglected. Well, that was too bad, but he had something more important cooking right now, something he just couldn't miss.

Biffs philosophy of marriage was quite simple. If he supplied the income, his wife ought to be content. And after twenty years of marriage, she shouldn't be surprised if he turned his attentions elsewhere. Women were supposed to be faithful, but men had to play around.

The girls' gym was empty except for the four cheerleaders who were practicing their routines. Biffs eyes became hungry as he watched them. Jesus Christ, those delicious firm young bodies, those cute bouncing tits, those tantalizing glimpses of white panties and sweet little round butts. Sure, he had a beautiful wife, but after twenty years there was no excitement left in their love-making. He wanted something new and fresh.

"Hi, Coach!" called Bunny, the most vivacious and out-going of the cheerleaders. "How was practice?"

"Fine," said Biff. "We've got a winning team again. How you girls coming along?"

"We're a winning team, too," said Bunny. Biff grinned. "I'll bet you are. Say, Bunny, could you come and help me with a little paperwork?"

"Sure, Coach," said Bunny. "See you later, girls."

The other three cheerleaders, Judy, Kim and Lisa, gathered up their props and prepared to go home, while Bunny followed Biff to his office in the boys' gym. She was young and full of enthusiasm that she sometimes skipped ahead of him, still singing the school anthem. This amused Buff and turned him on. She wasn't the cutest of the cheerleaders, but she was damned attractive. Her long blonde hair was straight and squeaky clean, her body slender and lithe. Her perky breasts rode high without the aid of a bra, bouncing gently as she walked.

As they stepped inside his office, Biff locked the door and swept Bunny into his arms. They kissed hungrily. The eighteen-year-old girl had been his mistress for almost three months now, and still they could hardly keep their hands off each other.

Bunny had been easy to seduce. Buff already knew she was easy, from listening to the boys in the locker room, and that was why he'd chosen her. But Bunny had seemed flattered and delighted to go to bed with him. They began meeting every afternoon in his office, making love on the couch he kept there.

Now Biff broke the kiss and eased the slender girl over to the couch. Bunny was giggling, a habit that sometimes irritated him. "Hey, baby, get serious," he said. "I wanta make love."

"I know," Bunny tittered. "I was just thinking what the principal would say if he knew about us: