Allison – A Flower Blooms. Part 33.

Allison – A Flower Blooms. Part 33

“Ok Miss Uber Eats, I’ve got a ‘tip’ for you” I grinned and pulled her upright then popped the clip on my jeans, “aaghhh…..fuck yess” she breathed shakily and slid off the desk, almost tumbling to the floor as her legs wobbled. With trembling fingers she worked the zip down and started tugging my jeans, I stopped her to delve my hand down to cover my straining meat as the waist band cleared my ass, she glanced up with a confused look but didn’t stop dragging them down…I released my cock as the jeans cleared, it sprang up swiping her cheek to leave a slimy trail of pre-cum on it, “oohh sweet jeeezuzz!” she gasped, mouth and eyes wide open as she started to reach for it. “Don’t touch!… boots and jeans off first” I snapped. The poor girl was frantic with lust, scrabbling to get my boots and jeans off, her eyes locked on my drooling, flexing cock, my jeans clear, I sat on the desk as she rose and reached her trembling hands to grasp it with both hands, squealing softly deep in her chest as they closed around it. Glancing up she squeaked breathily, “wh…what do I do?”, “whatever you like…just gentle…this isn’t a porn movie” I grinned at her. She explored my meat and balls thoroughly and slowly, “oh jezuz it’s so awesome….but so fucking scary too” she breathed. “I won’t bulldust you, it will hurt some if your hymen is still intact…after that it will blow your sweet mind”.

“You’ll be gentle….promise?, she squeaked, “all I’m gonna do is lie on the floor, you can hop on top and do as much or little as you want sweetie” I said softly taking her hands off my meat and grabbing a towel to throw on the carpet then lay down on my back. She knelt, “umm…Coach…you’ve got a rubber haven’t you?” she squeaked, “we don’t need one sweetie, I’ve been sterile all my life”, the bell chimed for lunch break. I could see the inner turmoil in her eyes as her mouth opened and closed a few times before she shuffled back, “umm….sorry Coach…I umm…like don’t know if you’re…umm…you know” she stammered. I smiled at her, “I truly am proud of you sweetie…I know you’re thinking maybe I’m lying just to fuck you…grab my phone out of my shirt, ring Ally and ask her” I said, Sofie looked incredulous, “or you can call Cindy, Di, or Tina if you like, put it on speaker” I added, she got up to get my phone and called Di who answered cheerily, Hi Uncle Joe, what’s up?”, “not much sweetie…yet… Sofie wants to ask you a question…tell her what she wants to know…make sure you’re not on speaker”. I nodded to Sophie, “umm…hey Di, is Coach like um like can’t get a girl preggo?”. Di giggled softly, “yeh that’s right”… “thanks Di”… “oh Sophie….he’s gonna blow your fucking mind…have fun” she giggled.

Sophie set the phone down and walked across to stand over me before squatting down, shuddering strongly as her slimy cunt pressed on my thick shaft, “ohhh gawd…I’m way scared” she quavered. “you’ll be fine Sophie, you’re driving the bus remember” I grinned, she dragged her drooling gash back and forth, gasping and quivering softly she then lay flat on top of me, “ooh fuck I’m scared Coach….do it for me please” she asked shakily. I rolled over, taking her with me then raised her legs and pushed them back near her shoulders and gazed lustfully at her plump slimy cunt bulging divinely before softly dragging my cockhead back and forth along it, encouraging her lust to override her fear. As her hips started flexing up I lodged it at her sweet hole and opened it slightly with my spongy knob, fucking with mini strokes, “aaahh….fuckk….aaaahhh” she gasped as her cunt responded, squeaking and flinching as a spasm caused her hips to flex up, I teased her needy little cunt like that for around a minute until she gurgled and swung her legs up to grip my back…her cunt was now ‘driving the bus’. Covering her mouth with a kiss I flexed my hips sharply, my kiss muffling her squeal as I took her sweet cherry.

Minimising her thrashing with my weight I waited for her to settle, “you’re good sweetie…worst is over” I crooned, “aaghh fuck…jeeezuzzz” she squealed softly as I fucked her with slow strokes, claiming a little more depth each stroke, “fuck..fuckk…yesss….fuck meee….ohhh god fuck it up mee” she gurgled. “Your hot little cunt loves that cock doesn’t it…fuck it’s so tight and hot on my cock” I growled as she mewled and began thrashing and thrusting to meet my strokes as I fed her more, her cunt began clamping and twitching, her nails clawing my back… my balls tightening and knob flaring as I slammed it home, shoving her cervix higher…four more cunt pounding slams and she fell off the cliff as I pumped a hot load deep. I waited for her to come down, her cunt still randomly twitching on my cock, giving her a couple of minutes then dragged my cock out, “come on Sophie, you need to get cleaned up, the other girls will be wanting to come in shortly”. She protested weakly as I pulled her to her feet and sat her in the chair before I got dressed then half carried her to the showers to clean up, with my urging she finally got herself sorted, “you need to get dressed girly…hurry, I’ll be opening the doors in five I called back as I got the blood streaked towel from the office and dumped it in the laundry hamper. Noting she was now dressed and sitting on the benches scrolling on her phone, I went to unlock the door. ‘Fuck I hope she put knickers on’! I thought.

Swinging the door open, the early twenty or so girls poured in as I stepped back in and to the side, not disappointed when Belinda, Meg and Tanya slipped beside me to flirt, “hi coach, how was your weekend?” asked Tanya, pretending to trip, her firm little braless tit pressing against my arm, “it was great sweetie…and just got a heap better” I grinned and squeezed her ass. “Bet you can’t guess what yesterday was Coach” Meg gushed as she stepped up close in front of me to all but press both hers into me, a sparkling silver necklace I hadn’t seen her wear before caught my eye, “Umm…what prize do I get if I guess right?” I grinned, “well…umm…I’ll think of something later” she giggled and did press them firmly onto my ribs, giving a little shimmy as she did, “and I’ll think of a nice gift to give you” I smiled and kissed her full on the lips, then said “happy birthday”. “Damn, how did you know Coach” she squeaked, I just grinned at her and turned to Belinda, “anything exciting for you over the weekend” I asked. “Nah Coach…unless you call a gravel rashed butt exciting” she giggled. “Oh damn, that’s no good, have you got salve to put on it? I asked, “nah it’s not that bad Coach” she answered just as Dana came through with an awkward gait and pained expression. “Damn Dana, what have you done to yourself?” I exclaimed, being sure it was likely from too much dog cock, “umm…ahh”…”…. “looks like you pulled a muscle, go to my office so I can have a look at it…you go with her Belinda…I don’t want one of my star players getting her ass infected” I ordered.