Beneath his sheets, Coach Blue's morning erection was trying to break free as he fondled a big, round, juicy boob. He had his eyes closed in ecstasy as he squeezed and prodded it. It was, by far, the biggest boob he had ever come across, even in Breastford! His hand had searched over every inch of the thing, and he had yet to find a nipple.
After a few more minutes of searching he heard a girlish giggle, and immediately opened his eyes. He was disgusted to find that it wasn't a breast he was touching; it was his wife's grotesque stomach. She was curled up next to him, a large smile on her face.
The coach put his hands on his head and sighed. He had a splitting headache, most likely due to the abundance of wine in his system as of last night. He rubbed his temples as the images of last night flooded his mind. Regrettably, he had had sex with his wife and her friend. He felt more remorse now than ever in his life.
He stood up off the bed, causing Laura to become sprawled. He immediately began putting on his pants and undershorts; he didn't want his wife sneaking a peak at his goods. He walked over to the window and gazed outside. The beautiful morning did nothing to personify his thoughts on the happenings of last night.
But he quickly changed his tune as the sun broke through a cloud and shined as bright as ever. Yes, last night had been the dark – but this was the dawn. It was the dawn of a new beginning. As of this exact moment, all his regrets were released.
He smiled as he thought of what awaited him. Samantha had said that should he go through with this he would have access to all the other massive-boobed women in Breastford. The thought caused his morning erection to throb as he stretched into the warm rays of sunshine. He was a changed man; he could feel it. He felt as though he could bang one hundred women right now, and still have stamina left over for a blowjob.
Yes, he thought, this was going to be one hell of a week.
"Morning, Stallion."
Startled, Coach Blue turned around to find Laura running a hand through her frizzy hair.
"Oh...hey." He responded.
"Last night was incredible!" Laura exclaimed.
"Yeah, thanks. I guess." Coach Blue shrugged.
"How's that for a late anniversary gift?" Laura asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
Coach Blue laughed. Apparently, she was under the impression that she and Samantha had done him a favor. Or worse...that he had actually enjoyed it.
"Where's Samantha?" he asked.
"Gone." Laura yawned. "You really gave me a pounding..."
She rubbed her butt as she said this.
"Sorry." Coach Blue said.
"You should be." Laura snapped. "I won't be able to walk straight for a while. We're not doing it like this anymore. From now on, I'm on top."
"Fine." Coach Blue said, not paying her any mind as he threw a shirt on.
When he was finished getting dressed he made his way to the living room. Out the window he could see across the street. Brittany Bust was at her friend Brooke Biguns' house, and the two of them were making it hard for Coach Blue to relax. He eyed their busty chests from the comfort of his living room, and after a while he decided to try his luck.
He walked towards the front door, but just as he was about to open it he had a change of heart. He walked back to the window and peered out at the two big-breasted teens, rubbing his crotch lightly.
"Not yet."
He thought.
"Not yet."
* * * * * * * * * * *
It was mid-week and Coach Blue had yet to try his hand at any of the local talent. Each day, he expected the two blond teases to come into his office and give him hell, but each day had come and gone uneventfully. In the meantime, he was perfectly content with waiting. He had even taken to banging Samantha regularly as a means of making sure he was ready for the "main event."
Samantha had stumbled into his office the previous Monday, limping severely from the soreness in her ass. She had commented that while she had enjoyed the threeway, she was not sure if she could take another fucking like that.
In watching Samantha leave, Coach Blue had had a revelation. While waiting for the right time to take it to Brooke and Brittany, he could use Samantha as a sort of "practice doll."
He had ascended from his seat quickly, and had lunged forward to stop Samantha at the door. While doing this he had ground his bulge into her from behind, pushing her against the door. Samantha had begun moaning in pain, and had even started to cry when she heard the coach unzip.
Soon after she had felt her shorts slide off her body, and was once again brought into the hell of Coach Blue's thrusting of his huge member.
Since that time she had grown accustomed to the ramming, and had even grown to enjoy it. Although she always opposed it at first, when it was all over she was fairly glad she had done it. It had even gotten to the point where she would come in and request sex, to which Coach Blue usually complied.
But on one particular butt-ramming session Coach Blue had decided that he had had enough. He was tired of waiting, and he could no longer go on settling for this chubby janitor when there was a treasure trove of big breasted, slim-waisted teens out there. He decided to make Brooke and Brittany's decision for them.
Now, he sat in his office waiting for class to begin. There was still a good twenty minutes to go, and it seemed as though it would never get here.
A few minutes went by and he heard a knock at the door.
"Come in!" Coach Blue said, adjusting his pants.
The door opened and Samantha walked in.
"Hey, baby!" she said, walking around the coach's desk.
"Hey." Coach Blue said, nonchalantly.
"Are you ready for another round?" Samantha said, licking her lips as she stared at the bulge in his pants. "I'll let you ram my ass all you want..."
Coach Blue put his hands behind his head and leaned back.
"Mmm. No." he said. "I'm good."
Samantha made a noise as though she were out of breath. A look of shock ran across her face.
"What?" she said, trying to feign humor.
"I said no thanks." Coach Blue said. "I'm not in the mood."
Samantha looked at him as though he were a lost child.
"Not in the mood?" she asked of him.
"Yeah." Coach Blue answered. "As a matter of fact, I don't think I'm ever going to be in the mood again. "
"What??" Samantha exclaimed.
Coach Blue spoke slowly.
"Your services will no longer be required. You can leave."
"My services?!" Samantha exclaimed, infuriated. "My...
