Girl Cross Country Coach is sexy

In my early high school years I joined the cross country team my sophomore year.In cross country I had a girl coach,Coach P.All the seniors would make jokes of having sex with her.She had a nice tan,killer legs,a nice ass and a huge rack,probably double D.She was only 35 and she wasn’t married for some reason.On Fridays we called it heaven Fridays because she would wear yoga pants and everything could be seen.She was really cool too we would do our work outs and then we would just relax.

One day we were about to stretch and Coach P needed help stretching.No one was around so she asked me.”Hey jake can you help me stretch” without hesitation I grabbed her leg and started to stretch her.”Ouuuu,like that”.I was getting an instant hard on I couldn’t control it.”Can you put my foot near my gluteus so I can stretch my quads”I did and I couldn’t believe it I was touching her ass it was so soft and smooth.I was lost in my own world,she flipped over and told me to stretch her legs to make a butterfly.”Jake I feel a little tense right here can you check.”Was I dreaming was she really tense near her pussy.”rub it see if you can make it less tense” I pushed my luck and went near her pussy and started to rub it gently.”Mmmm thats the spot.”After she got up I noticed a wet spot near her pussy and thought that if I did that.After that I wanted to have sex with her real good passionate sex.

PIECE OF ASS

This is straight up all about the sex. Always has been. The kind of sex that blows your mind. Consumes your body.
I am a woman and I am going to fuck a man in the ass. There I said it. I have been fantasizing about it long enough. So I climb into a harness and cinch it up good and tight. Already I can feel the power…the want and the control that I will have…just the thought of what I am going to do has already got me hot. My tool may not be the real deal but in sure in the hell feels like it because my pleasure has already begun. I look down and see my cock…extended and ready. I know when I grab it there’s no nerve endings sending messages that spell out…

Slut School for Girls

Whips crack and chains rattle as the new sluts get processed and introducted to their new life. They arrive early in the morning and are quickly stripped naked. No clothing is to be worn by sluts. They are checked for disease and recieve a number. They will have to earn their name here. as they march they are given a chain with 13 links and a padlock. the chains must be worn around the neck at all times or they will be punished. the locks are opened with a key that only the head master has. I am the head master of this school.

The girls are moved to their barracks, 50 girls to a room. They will live together, sleep together, eat together, everything will be seen by everyone. The girls are moved to an auditorium and strapped into cold steel chairs. wrists, ankles and waists are restrained and they are forced to look foreward. I start a video, it is brain washing the girls into obaying orders. “You are a slut, you serve the masters, you are a slut, you enjoy being a slut.” for 3 hours the video plays. i walk on stage and i look at the sluts.