Helping Her Stretch out Part II

Tia stood up in front of Mr. Hill and turned to face Jasmine, and smiled at the younger girl. She looked down Jasmine’s body, seeing her pussy still gaping, and her pussy lips swollen. Then she looked up at the, already dried cum on Jasmine’s top, “my, my he made a mess huh?” Jasmine slowly nodded at Tia, not sure what to say. Jasmine lightly laughed as she reached out towards Jasmine. Jasmine nervously sat still, looking at her coach with a little fear. Tia grabbed the bottom of Jasmine’s top and started pulling it, “we should get you out of this.”

Jasmine lifted her arms over head as Tia pulled the top off of her. Jasmine’s tiny tits barely moved as her top was pulled off of them. Tia threw the top to the side, and looked back at Jasmine, “so did you enjoy yourself?” Jasmine nodded to her coach. She did like it, even though she knew she would be sore tomorrow. Tia smiled as she reached out and lightly ran a finger over Jasmine’s left, erect nipple, “someone still looks excited,” she moaned lightly.
Mr. Hill had moved to the side, still watching them. He knew he needed to get dressed and leave to make it to his son’s school function, but he was waiting to see what they were going to do.

Jasmine looked at Tia hesitantly, not sure what was going on. Tia ran her finger towards Jasmine’s other nipple as she whispered, “you know I can get both of you in trouble for what you did.” Jasmine looked at her and slowly nodded, nervous about what Tia was doing to her.

Tia turned to look at Mr. Hill, “so did you enjoy her tight pussy?” He slowly nodded at her. Tia scoffed and snickered, saying, “I’ll bet you did.” Mr Hill shrugged his shoulders, not sure what to say. Tia continued teasing Jasmine’s nipple as she said, “I thought you had to be home early tonight.” Again he shrugged his shoulders and nodded, but didn’t make any move to leave.

Jasmine slowly arched her back, pushing her tiny chest forward, as she felt herself getting excited even more. Tia laughed to herself as she trailed her finger down the teenager’s abdomen, towards the girl’s freshly fucked pussy. Jasmine sucked in her breath as she felt Tia’s finger get closer to her swollen pussy. Tia’s finger trailed off to the side of it, not even brushing against the girl’s slit. Jasmine moved her hips, trying to make her coach touch it, as Tia’s finger slithered down her upper right thigh.

Jasmine looked at Tia and mouthed, ‘please,’ with a pleading look. Tia grinned at Jasmine as she moved her finger back up the girl’s thigh and over the top of her slit. Jasmine felt Tia’s finger trail over the top of her slit, and she lightly moaned, as she lifted her ass off of the table, wanting her pussy to be touched so bad. Tia moved her finger down Jasmine’s other thigh, snickering to herself as she watched the powerless girl almost dance on the table in want.

Mr. Hill’s dick was starting to rise again as he watched Tia tease the young girl. He couldn’t believe he was getting hard again, especially after shooting that much cum out before. He thought he was having a dream, having just fucked one of the teenager’s he coaches, then having his dick cleaned off by his assistant coach, and now she was teasing the girl he had just fucked.

Tia moved her finger back up Jasmine’s right thigh and back over her pussy. She looked Jasmine in the eye as she slowly slid her finger down over the girl’s swollen pussy lips. Jasmine let out a loud moan as she pushed her pussy into Tia’s finger. “Is that what you wanted you dirty little girl,” Tia groaned at her, as she moved the tip of her finger to Jasmine’s entrance. Jasmine closed her eyes as Tia sunk her finger into her pussy and moaned, “uh huh.”

Jasmine shoved her hips into Tia’s hand, begging for more, as Mr. Hill slowly made his way behind Tia, staring at her firm ass. His raging hard-on throbbing in front of him. He laid his hands lightly on his assistant coach’s hips and started moving his erection to her dripping pussy.

Tia realized what he was doing, as she started fingering Jasmine’s pussy, she looked back at Mr. Hill with lust and mouthed, ‘fuck me hard.’ As if Mr. Hill intended on doing anything different, he smiled to himself as his dick brushed against Tia’s dripping wet pussy.

Tia moaned loudly, as she felt Mr. Hill’s dick sliding against her slit. He moved it up and down her slit, not penetrating her.