Author's note: Coach Fish knows his two students worked together to seduce him, and now that things are in the open between the three of them, he's glad they did. He is going to visit Kylie for the second time after school today.
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I'm trying to stay on task, but the minutes are just dragging by - and it's only the second period of the day! Visions of the wild afternoon Kylie and I had spent the day before yesterday kept crashing in when I was trying to concentrate. Nothing new there...this had been happening ever since we'd fucked. The way she responded to my tongue, the way she pulled her legs up and shook when she came, the incredible heat and tightness of her tiny pussy...these thoughts were constant companions in my mind. And I was going to be with her again today.
No wonder I couldn't concentrate.
Fourth period finally, and the students all come crowding in. I know it's coming, and steel myself to act normal...but it doesn't matter. As soon as I catch sight of her, I smile - and there is no one else in the room. Jeans, spaghetti strap tank covered by a loose and unbuttoned translucent shirt tied at the waist...somewhat conservative, but showing off her petite body to great effect. Her tight jeans rode low on her slim but curvy hips, and hugged her tight little butt. An inch of creamy white belly, then up to her...hey...he knew them now - these were larger than they were supposed to be - she must be wearing a padded bra again. Slim arms and neck, her brown hair brushed back showing her beautiful heart shaped face. Large expressive blue eyes, small nose and pink lips.
She really IS a knockout.
Working REALLY hard, I'm able to pay attention to everyone else and get myself through the period. Lunch starts, and Kylie comes up to double check our meet after school. Bright smile, and she's out to eat lunch with her best friend Shannon and her basketball buddies.
But, only for a few minutes. In the middle of lunch, they both came back to see me. Next to each other, they looked completely different. Where Kylie was small and petite, Shannon was only a couple inches short of six feet. Dirty blond hair a little past her shoulders, nice oval face - more beautiful than pretty - wide shoulders leading to average sized but apparently very firm breasts. Flat stomach, flaring hips and long, LONG athletic legs. Skin a perpetual tan, she looked like she just walked off the beach. She dressed like it too - in flip flops, baggy tie top khakis and a beat up collared t.
"Shana had another fight with her Dad this morning. He's an asshole, so her Mom said she could come sleep at my house again tonight."
"Hmmm. Should we cancel?" I ask, disappointment flowing in.
"No, no," Shannon says. "I won't get there till after work."
"Don't worry Coach...we'll have plenty of time." Kylie's smile twinkles at me.
The infinitely long day finally draws to a close, and we drive to her house, splitting at the turn off - she parks in front, I'm in back. She is waiting with the back door open, I walk with her into the kitchen, close the door, and take her into my arms. I hold her small body, pressing mine into hers, caressing her back. She pushes her hips into me, rocking them against my dick. We are deeply kissing right away, tongues battling and lips sliding over each other. As we kiss, she pulls me into the living room and sits me down in a chair. Climbing sideways on my lap, we continue mashing our mouths together, and now I reach for her breasts as she starts working my belt and zipper. Not a word has been said.
So much for going slow!
She's faster then I am, and gets off my lap to pull my slacks and briefs down. As she stands up, she unbuttons my shirt while I take off her outer shirt...but before I can get to her tank, she pulls my shirt off, throws it on the couch, and kneels back down in front of me. Both tiny hands on my cock, gently caressing it, she watches as it visibly grows in front of her.
"Oooooo Coach...I love your dick," she coos, stroking it up and down. "You said last time was for me. Well, now it's your turn," and with that, she slowly brought her little pink mouth to my cock, and gently kissed the tip. Tiny tongue out, she starts to make little circles on the tip of my cock, while using her lips to swab the whole head. Slowly taking more in, she is soon sucking on the end of my cock while swirling her tongue around the sensitive head.
In fact, too sensitive! She's working the head too much, and not even touching my shaft. I try to start a little in and out motion in her mouth, but her tongue is in the way and I don't want to shove. I gently pull out, and tell her "The end is really sensitive...like your clitoris. You have to be gentle there. Here, use your hands to stroke me."
She wraps her pretty hands around my dick (her fingers can barely make it around), I put mine on hers, and show her how to stroke up and down without giving me a burn. She's starting to get the hang of it, stroking while slobbering and sucking on the head. I'm stiffening up and starting to really enjoy it - and someone knocks on the door!
Shit!
We both look at each other, and from the other side of the door we hear Shannon's voice: "Hey you two! Stop what you're doing and let me in...I got off work early." Kylie is fully dressed, and I'm naked as I came into the world. We gather my clothes, she shoves them to me and tells me to go into her room. I close her door, and decide discretion is the better part of valor - I start getting dressed again.
I can hear them talking in the living room, but not what they are saying. After a couple of minutes, I'm wondering if I should come out and say hi, when I hear the tv go on...pretty loud. Moments later, Kylie comes in the bedroom, and closes the door behind her.
"She got off work early, and couldn't go home. She's got all her stuff, and just wants to watch tv while we..." she drifts off.
"That doesn't feel weird to you? I mean, us doing it with her just a few feet away?"
"No, not really. I told you we had no secrets from each other. Shana is a lot more experienced than I am - she's the one who taught me how to, well, take care of myself. She gave me my vibrator and showed me how to use it...we've both seen each other's "O" face. I'm not shy around her. The question is...how do YOU feel about it?"
"Like I said - weird. I've never had an audience before - at least that I've known about."
"She won't hear anything. You can hear how loud the tv is. We'll just be quiet," she smiles. And with that, she unbuttons her jeans, wiggles and works to get them down her hips, then drops them off her legs and steps out, standing up in her tight little yellow panties. Crossing her arms, she pulls the tank over her head, and uncovers her soft white padded bra - the same one she wore the first time I saw her naked breast in class, what was it...2 weeks ago?! Damn!
