Tonya loved summer: the hot sun, the sandy
beaches but most of all, she loved that it was soccer season. Tonya was 35 years old, newly divorced, with
two boys, approximately 5 years apart was looking forward to watching the new
hot soccer coach the competitive league recruited and hired last year. He certainly looked hot in those shorts of his. Day dreaming about the first day she laid
eyes up on him, wondering if he noticed her gleaming at his package and
salivating. Often times over the winter
months Tonya wondered what it would be like to taste coach’s package, smell his
flesh, and quite frankly fuck him.
Thank God she thought as a car behind her honked
breaking her horny haze, she bustled on to practice. Pulling into the parking lot of the gym, her
teenager jumps out, hollering back towards the car her son shouts “see you
after practice, mum.”
Canvasing the blanket of green grass to the
parking lot, she could feel anticipation gathering in her throat and anxiety in
her chest. Her heart was racing so fast
she could hear it in her ear canals. Relief
flooded throughout her body as she spotted her eye candy. The one she called coach. Practice began like any other before, warm
ups and stretching.
She remained in her Saab behind tinted glass for
privacy. Keeping her eye on her
prize. Coach “Charming” (that’s what she
likes to call him), he is a tall glass of cool water on a hot summer day, the heavy
English accent would melt any panties right off of a girl, and the lust that
filled her eyes was only for him. She
briefly entertained if he felt her presence and her sinful desires for
him.
Often times, my son will ask why I park so far
away from the field, I am embarrassed to admit that in the parking lot at
soccer practice she has to savagely rub one off, masturbating just at the mere
presence of Coach Charming has her eager to soothe the ember as it rolls into a
flame.. My hot slippery cunt is dripping
with my succulent juices as I lick my fingers when it gets messy. Often times she wishes she had a towel
because she is so wet her fingers slip off her clit that is so swollen from the
pulsating. She had to work harder to
keep her position.
I know Coach Charming can see from the field
that I am up to something as he frequently looks over adjusting himself, I
imagine his cock bulging dripping with precum at the thought of my masturbating
at his practice in the parking lot.. Could
I be that lucky…
Rubbing her pussy faster and with more pressure applied to
ease the throb and the feeling that ached for release, thrusting her hips, and
arching her back in front seat of her Saab, she no longer cared who saw, she had
a yearning that could not be ignored, growling deep down, trembling all over,
she lets out animal like noises.. “Ooohh, aaahhhh”… and mutters what sounds
like “Coach Charming”, while imaging being throat fucked by his cock, she cums
harder than she did at practice yesterday, letting her juices saturate through
her panties as her body shudders with release.
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