Soccer Coach Masterbation S1E1

Soccer Coach Masterbation  S1E1

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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Horny Wife and The Gardner Sex Slave

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Horny Wives Strikes Again; Converting Gardner to Sex Slave

are certain aspects of the male psychology te them horny pretty much all the time.  I’m lucky enough After taking a look at his phone history last time he was here, I discovered that my husband had been taking to escorts and engaging in their services wherever he ended up staying.  Now, unlike most wives, I understand his issues.  I’m not willing to just give him blowjob after blowjob, and getting a little bit of attention from a perfectly-formed, younger woman is an attractive prospect for a lot of people.  I’m happy for him to continue with his girls – I think it’s a waste of his money, but if that’s what he wants, he can go right ahead.

Now, given that he’s goes around getting entertainment from other women, I felt it was only appropriate that I engaged in the same activity.  We have a gardener, his name is Francis, he’s 19 years old and built like a rock.  Sometimes, Francis takes a look at me when he thinks I don’t realize, and from time to time I go out the front wearing a bikini or something equally as revealing in order to give him a bit of attention.  I know he loves it, and because we pay him so well, I could get him to do practically anything for me.  Well, I decided to put that to the test and let me tell you, the things Francis will do for a mature mistress!

So it was a Wednesday afternoon, around 2 p.m. and the sun was shining high and mighty above my pretty house. Francis was doing his weekly work when I went outside and greeted him.  Of course, wearing nothing but a short skirt and a tank top, Francis found it hard to keep his eyes on what he was doing.  I was a much better option, and as luck would have it, I was going to give him everything that he wanted.

Inviting him inside for a drink, I got talking about girlfriends and previous partners. I soon found out he was newly single and after a little more pushing, I found out what his fantasies were.  Like any good boy in that situation, Francis told me that he was into cunnilingus and, of course, older women. I’m an older woman, and I don’t mind the odd bit of pussy eating action that my teen gardener was so keen on doing.

I took him up to my bed where I sleep with my husband.  I threw him down, slid my panties off and jumped on top of his face.  My pussy was instantly met with a big pair of fresh lips, begging to be juiced up by my tight, wet slit.  While Francis kept his mouth open and failed to resist my constant pushing, I took my panties and wrapped them around his shaft.  Francis really loved the way I was jerking him off with my panties.  Something about the dominating married MILF on top of him also added to the entire experience.

From time to time, I would pull away just slightly and allow Francis to get a good breath in edgeways.  It was fair to say that I was smothering him with my sweet, mature pocket and being able to breathe became quite the issue.  Of course, he never acted or said anything that wanted me to halt – his focus was on pleasing my pussy while I jerked his cock.

Soon enough, I managed to position myself in such a way that my clit was embedded between his lips, one of my hands grabbing a clump of his hair and the other tugging away on his meaty member. The poor man could hardly handle the pleasure I was delivering.

“I’m going to cum soon!” – Francis removed his mouth at his own will for the first time in order to speak. I immediately took my hand off of his shaft and positioned it on the top of his head.

“You don’t get to cum into I do.” – I knew that this would drive him insane, and his attempts to please my clit were going to be mesmerizing.

It must have only been about a minute after this that I felt myself build.  Was I really going to cum for the first time in over a year to a sweet teenage gardener that’s my personal cunt sucking slave?  The thought came and went quickly – I had hit my peak, and the orgasm lasted for what seemed like an eternity. Francis continued to eat while I orgasmed, releasing tiny trickles of my sweet pussy liquid into his mouth.

“My turn now?” – Francis finally pulled away and looked up at me.

Tonya Rae
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