The Substitute Coach Pt 02

"Aaahh...Ahhhh... Ahhhhh!" I moaned as Duane thrust his big black cock into me furiously from behind, his hips slamming into my juicy white ass. My body trembled in pleasure as he rammed back and forth into me like a bull, "Oh God... I can't believe it feels so good... Yeees... Fuck meee..."

I was in my new office, the Coach's Office, bent over my desk with my student fucking my ass! My tits were pressed firmly against the cold wood as I clung to my desk for dear life, moaning like a slut as he pounded me like there was no tomorrow!

"Ah! Aah! Aaahh!! Aaah!" I gasped in ecstasy, "Y-yes... Oh goddd... Fuuucckkk mee..."

He was like a stallion today; grunting in pleasure as his hands reached down and grabbed my tits. "You like that coach?" He growled into my ears as he pulled me up, forcing me to arch my back, "You like my cock fucking your ass, huh?"

I just moaned out his name, unable to answer coherently as I was lost in ecstasy, barely registering anything else. I just continued begging him to keep going, "Ahhhh... Y-Yes... Oh God... I never thought I would but... oh fuck Duane... I love it! Yes, please... Please..."

"Please what coach?" Duane taunted me in that dominant tone that I loved.

"P-please... Don't stop... Ohhh... I want more..." I pleaded with him, my body shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure washed over me.

By this point I knew that he loved hearing me beg for this cock. I felt his hands grip my ass tighter and he kept ramming his cock deep within my anal cavity, hitting all my sensitive spots as I screamed in delight. I felt like I was going insane with pleasure. My pussy was dripping wet and juices were leaking down my thighs, while his thick black cock stretched my ass apart with each thrust, "Yesss... Fuck meeee... I love it D-Duane... I love it so much..."

"Good, cause you're going to get fucked like this EVERY DAY!" Duane roared, his cock ramming deep inside my ass.

"Oh yesss... I want that... I want that soo much..." I cried out, gasping for breath between each word as I felt his cock plowing into me deeper than ever, "I want to be f-fuckeedd... Every...Day..."

"Damn Coach, look at what a slut you've become..." he groaned, "You've come a long way from that shy MILF we fucked just a few weeks ago in the locker room."

I moaned in agreement, my eyes rolling to the back of the head as I felt his cock throbbing violently inside my tight hole, "Y-Yes, I've become a ssslut... Now fuck me Duane... Fuck me hard... I want your cum!" I begged him, my whole body shuddering violently as I neared my climax, "Fill me up Duane... Please... I want it... I want it all..."

I was so close now; it felt like I was about to explode. Duane must have sensed it as well, because he began slamming his cock harder into me faster than ever before, his balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me mercilessly until-

"I'm cummingg Duane... I'm CUMMINGGGG!!!" I cried out as my orgasm ripped through me, making my whole body shake uncontrollably as I fell flat against my Coach's Desk once more, gasping for air with my face pressed against the cold wood.

Miguel's smiling face looked at me from the photo frame that lay on my desk, inches away from my face. The same photo that he had lovingly gifted me when he had given me this office.

"Oh Miguel, I'm so sorryyyy. I'm cumming all over Duane's cock. I'm so sorry..." I whimpered softly as I orgasmed, my ass clamping down tightly on his thick shaft, "Oh Miguel... Forgive meee... My love!"

Watching me cum was too much for Duane too as he finally slammed his cock into me one last time before exploding inside me, filling my ass with his hot cum while clutching my hips. My whole body shivered as he filled me up with his load; his thick black cock buried to the hilt within me.

"Damn Avy, you are definitely the sluttiest, sexiest, and hottest Coach any guy could wish for." Duane exclaimed as he finally pulled out of me, "I can't thank Principal Miguel enough for lending his wife to us for the entire season!"

I blushed at his comment but didn't respond. My mind skipped back to a few weeks ago, when I had made the one choice that led me to this day.

***

Four Weeks Ago...

"I think I'm going to quit!" I told my husband as I sat across from him at breakfast. It was the morning after my basketball team's playoff victory, the night when I was the talk of the school, the night when I proved to everyone the I could be a great coach, and also the night when my students had fucked my brains out like a slut in the locker room!

Kayla and Manny, who were eating cereal, looked up at me and then at their father in surprise. Miguel, who was quite absent minded, glanced at me from his newspaper, shocked by my sudden announcement. "Quit? Why? I thought you loved coaching the basketball team!" He asked me.

"I... I don't mean basketball... I want to quit being the science teacher and be the full-time Basketball coach!" I blurted out, looking at him nervously.

My husband raised his eyebrows at me in surprise. "What!?" he exclaimed, "The full-time Coach!"

"Y-yes, I think I'm good at coaching. I've always loved basketball, and this is my chance to get back in. I love science, but yesterday night with the team... I mean the victory last night made me think about what I really want to do going forward," I explained hesitantly.

"But honey, you know that the school board will never approve something like that. You've hardly got any real experience!" He looked at me in surprise, shaking his head firmly at my suggestion.

"Why not?! I've shown that I can turn things around. I mean, I'm the reason the team made it to the playoffs for the first time ever!" I protested, my voice rising slightly as I spoke.

He sighed and folded his newspaper neatly before putting it down on the dining table. "Look Avy, I know how much the game means to you, but this is ridiculous. I know our school has won against some other good teams, but it's really been just four games! It's nowhere enough to convince the school board that you can do this full-time!"

I bit my lip in anger, holding my temper. I wasn't going to back down today. Putting the 'rewards' thing aside, coaching Basketball was truly the most exciting thing I have ever done, and I wanted to do this full-time now more than ever. "W-what if we win?" I asked, my voice quavering.

He frowned, "Win what?"

"What if we win the state championship? Would you let me coach full-time then?"

However, instead of taking me seriously, Miguel burst out laughing, "Come on now... I know you've had a good run with this team, but winning the championship? Even you know that that's impossible, Avy!"

"But Dad!" my daughter, Kayla interjected before I could argue back, "Mom IS amazingly good at coaching. She knows the game better than anyone else at school!"

"She's right, dad." Manny agreed with his sister, "You should give her a chance, she's working very hard!"

"Guys, you don't know what the playoffs are like! It's tough! A few lucky games are good, but our team is still no match for the big schools. Winning the championship is impossible!" Miguel countered.

"But if I DO get this team to win, will you let me coach full-time?" I asked seriously, looking my husband straight in his eyes.

He looked at me and our kids' faces, noting the determined expression on my face, and chuckled, "Fine, fine... If by some miracle, you manage to win the championship then I WILL recommend that you be the new coach full-time!" Miguel told me, "But let's be realistic Avy... That ain't happening!"

***

It was the first practice session after the win over Newton, and I was nervous as I entered the gymnasium. All five boys were sitting on the bleachers, smirking and joshing around as they waited for me.

As I walked up to them, a torrent of questions, doubts and fear popped into my head. 'Did they tell anyone?', 'Will they really listen to me now or just totally ignore me like before?', 'Would they try to fuck me again today? Even if I say no?' and worst of all, 'Do I want them to fuck me again?'

The truth was, last night was the naughtiest, dirtiest, most forbidden thing I had ever done. I was a married teacher who had cheated on her husband with her students! But it was also the best sex I've had in my life. The feeling of five big, young black studs ravishing me, using my body for their pleasure...

'Snap out of it Avy!' I scolded myself as I shook my head and composed myself before walking up to my players.

As they saw me coming up, Jake whistled, while Kyle made catcalls at me, making the rest of the boys laugh. I blushed bright red at their teasing as I approached them. As I reached them, the boys went quiet and stared at me with wicked grins on their faces. There was silence for a moment, as I was unsure what to say or do. 'What do you say to your students after you've let them gang-bang you all night!' I thought.

"H-Hi guys..." I said, ignoring their lustful stares. I was wearing a simple, white button-up shirt with a short knee-length skirt, nothing fancy really, but my players all stared at me eagerly, nonetheless, as if I was a porn star... their porn star!

Nobody answered and the team looked up at Duane who stood up and walked up to me. As he took his place beside me to my right, he leaned down to whisper into my ear, "Looking sexy as always, Coach!" He teased, making me blush even brighter.

I looked up at him, his rugged handsome face mere inches away from mine. His lips curled into a smirk as I gazed at him wide-eyed, before I finally looked away shyly. I remembered how he had dominated me in the locker room, how he made me take his huge black cock in my mouth, how he made me suck him dry. The first black cock I had ever tasted... Ever swallowed... Ever fucked!

"Duane... I-" I whispered softly as I looked up at him wide-eyed.

Before I could finish my sentence, Kyle interrupted us, "So what's the plan, Coach! Are we gonna fuck you again today?" He asked expectantly, making Marvin, Jake, and Winston chuckle amongst themselves.

I blushed bright red as Kyle's question echoed throughout the empty court, "N-no! Of course not! Uhhh... So guys... About yesterday..." I began, but Duane cut me off mid-speech.

"There's not going to be anymore fucking on this team guys." Duane said loudly, as he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close to him protectively, his tone firm as he addressed the team. All four boys looked at him confused.

"The Coach made a deal that she would shower with us if we reached the playoffs, and I think she more than delivered on that end!" he told them sternly, his grip on my waist getting ever so tighter as he said this, "So the coach is OFF-LIMITS from now on! No one talks to anyone about what we did, and no one touches the Coach without her permission or else they'll have to deal with me!"

The basketball players all looked at Duane in disbelief, their jaws hanging open as if he was joking. Their smiles were wiped out in a second as if Christmas had been canceled.

But I didn't notice any of this at that time; as a wave of relief washed over me at Duane's declaration. He remembered his promise! He was keeping my secret safe! I blushed and looked up at him gratefully, my heart fluttering slightly as I gazed into his handsome face. Duane was a cocky, arrogant bully, but I didn't know he could also be surprisingly dependable and chivalrous!

He gave me a playful wink as he sensed my relief, "I told you Avy, you can trust me..." he whispered to me, giving me that cocky grin.

I mouthed a soundless 'Thank You' to Duane before addressing my players again, a little more confidently this time, "U-uhm Guys... As Duane said... No one mentions what happened yesterday to anyone. N-not even your friends. It stays between us six!"

With Duane glaring menacingly at them, the basketball players all nodded silently with frowns on their faces. Jake suddenly raised his hand, "Wait a second... What about the Championship?" he hesitantly asked, his voice laced with disappointment.

I looked up at Duane for help, but he just shrugged and chuckled as if to say, 'It's up to you'. He hadn't told them about the new 'Deal' yet!

I looked back at my team and blushed bright red as all of them stared expectantly at me. Meanwhile, Duane's hand subtly slid down my waist and cupped one of my ass-cheeks. I let out a soft gasp at his bold move, my heart racing in my chest as he casually groped me right in front of my players.

"Well, I need your help in that. I really want to become the permanent coach for the team, and I made a deal with Miguel, I mean your principal. If we win the state championships, then he'll put up a proposal to make me the head coach!" I told them with a nervous smile, but they remained silent, the disappointment of not getting to fuck me anymore had hit them pretty hard.

I bit my lips, hesitating for a moment before I continued, "Uhm... Don't you guys want me to be your full-time coach!" I told them, looking at their faces expectantly as I spoke; but the boys just exchanged looks among themselves quietly.

A small part of me, the loyal housewife who still loved Miguel, was still hoping that I could convince them to give their all without any extra motivation. But, as the moment dragged on, I knew that I didn't have any choice.

"Actually... Uhh... there is something in it for you..." I began, my blush deepening even further as Duane's hand squeezed my soft butt-cheeks. I had to bite my lip to suppress a soft moan from escaping my mouth as he groped me, "Uhmmm... Duane and I made another deal! If...If you guys win the championship then, I'll let you... uhhhh..." I mumbled softly, too embarrassed to complete the sentence, as I looked up at him helplessly.

Duane helped me this time by finishing my thought. "Coach Avy agreed that if we win the championship, we get to fuck her again as many times as we want for an entire weekend..." he announced.

'A Weekend!' I gasped in surprise as his words registered in my mind, 'That's NOT what we agreed at all!!', I tried to protest, but he silenced me by squeezing my ass even harder, and I ended up whimpering softly instead.

"Really Coach?" Marvin exclaimed, pumping his fist up in the air, "We get to fuck you for an entire weekend if we win the championship?"

Duane chuckled as he saw the shocked look on my face, "Yep... An entire weekend to do whatever we want to our lovely Coach..." He confirmed, making my team go crazy!

While my other players were busy high-fiving and cheering at this, I looked up at Duane with a disapproving look, pouting at him. "A Weekend!" I whispered to him.

He just grinned and leaned down, "Well, I HAD to up the stakes for them if we want them to really put their hearts into it... It's the championship after all!" Duane reassured me in a soft voice so that the others would not hear.

He wasn't wrong, the team had already fucked me on reaching the playoffs, so it made sense to up the ante for the championship! But even then, I couldn't help but feel a bit afraid at the thought of spending a whole weekend getting fucked by my players.

"What about our weekly 'Rewards'?" Kyle asked me as soon as Duane pulled away from me. "We still get those, right coach?", his eyes shining with hope as he asked me his question.

I bit my lip, as all my players looked at me expectantly. I was overwhelmed by the situation and Duane came to my rescue, yet again, setting some ground-rules for the team and me. The cocky, arrogant bully was turning out to be my knight in shining armor.

"Weekly Rewards are ON... BUT Coach Avy is not sucking anyone off or giving hand-jobs for practice..." Duane announced as he picked up his phone and forwarded a message to our team group chat. "I'm sending the ground-rules for our practice sessions to the group chat... Anyone violates these rules, and they are off the team... Got it?"

I blushed bright red as I too read 'The Ground Rules', along with my players. They started off innocuously enough, but gradually escalated into things that made me blush deeply.

Team Rules:

1) Practice is MANDATORY and Skipping even one excludes you from future rewards.

2) Nobody can be late for Practice.

3) Coach is OFF-LIMITS (except for practice rewards), unless explicitly stated otherwise, by her OR Duane.

4) Coach must wear extremely revealing and sexy clothing to motivate the team.

5) The best player of the day will be selected by Coach Avy after every practice for a five-minute make-out session.

6) Special Reward from the Coach in the showers after winning the Quarter-Final and Semi-Final.

7) The rewards stop for everyone if anyone outside the team finds out about our deal.

I looked up at Duane, wide eyed, wondering how he came up with these outrageous conditions, but he just smirked down at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief before turning to his team, "Now that we've got the rules out of the way... Let's warm up and start practicing! We've got a championship to win!"

***

The practice went exceptionally well. The boys warmed up, and then we ran drills before starting three on two. Duane was unstoppable as he dominated my players in scrimmage matches.

They seemed to have an extra spring in their steps as they practiced, which made me realize that I really was onto something with this reward system. I ran them through some more drills. Before we even realized it, the practice was over!

I gulped nervously, sitting on the courtside bench, as they lined up in front of me for their 'Reward'. They wanted to know who I chose for the five-minute make-out session with me. I caught Duane's eye, as he looked at me cockily, his muscular body glistening with sweat as he stood in line with his teammates. He knew that he had been the best today and smiled smugly at me, expecting his reward!

However, a mischievous grin spread across my lips as I decided to have a little fun with my cocky bully. Instead of selecting the obvious winner, i.e. Duane, I called Winston over to me and he trotted up happily, his cock already tenting his shorts as he approached me.

I got up and then pushed him down onto the bench and then glanced at Duane who was staring at me with an amused look on his face. I winked at him playfully before I turned around and straddled Winston's lap!

"Ready for your reward Winston?" I purred as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Winston's eyes lit up with excitement as I leaned in and settled my soft tits onto his chest. I pulled him closer and then kissed him softly on his lips.

"Mmmmph..." Winston moaned softly as our lips met, his arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer as we made out. My team cheered as they watched us, my tongue invading his mouth and wrestling with his tongue in a wet, sloppy kiss.

My eyes flickered over to Duane as I made out with Winston, and I blushed bright red at the expression on his face. It was obvious that he was jealous of his friend who stole his reward. I grinned, enjoying tormenting Duane as I made out with Winston passionately, my tongue sliding over his lips and making him groan with pleasure as we kissed.

Winston's hands roamed over my curvy body, feeling up my slender waist and hips shamelessly as I made out with him. He moaned softly into my mouth as we kissed, his hands sliding up my body and then cupping my large tits eagerly, fondling them as our tongues wrestled within our mouths for what seemed like forever until finally, I broke our kiss, gasping for air.

Winston leaned forward instinctively, trying to continue our kiss, but I looked at my watch and then placed a finger on his lips and stopped him, "Time is up baby..." I told him softly, winking at him playfully. Winston groaned in frustration but let me go anyways, his cock rock-hard within his shorts as I got up from his lap and turned towards my team.