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Coaches' Wives


Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : C.D. Conejo

ISBN :978-1-55410-737-7

Page :245

Word Count :61250

Publication Date :2010-08-17

Series : #

Heat Level :

Available Formats : Coaches' Wives (pdf) , Coaches' Wives (prc) , Coaches' Wives (epub) , Coaches' Wives (mobi)

Category : Erotica , Contemporary

  • Product Code: 978-1-55410-737-7


These coaches have enjoyed the favors of willing team moms for many seasons, but they never tangled with opposing coaches' wives—until now! Will everyone go home in the right mini-van?

Dom, flashy, cruel, and devilishly attractive, sees bedding Bunny as the way to take John down a peg. His wife, Susi, had her eye on the lacrosse coach, but the sight of John is more than she can resist. And don’t forget Vivian, servicing the coach in the name of team sports…. On and off the field, women long to obey the coaches' orders. But neither coach has ever tangled with the other coach's wife—until now.

Vivian grasped the ball harder, though her legs were beginning to tire. "It makes you nice and tight to work those muscles," Dom said. His voice was getting husky. He moved closer. "Now you're going to learn what a woman means when she says, ‘Yes, Coach' to me." He pushed his fingers in and out of her a few times, then rubbed the flowing juices up between her butt cheeks. He fingered her rear opening, then pushed his finger in a bit. She moved away. He pushed in hard.

"No!' Vivian exclaimed, and pulled away. The ball dropped to the ground.

"No?" Dom thundered. He pulled his hand away, and turned her around to face him. Very quietly, he said, looking right into her astonished eyes, "Don't say no to me. Pick up the ball."

Vivian picked it up. She was trembling.

"Put it back where I want it." She did so. "Turn around again, the way you were, and this time, answer me properly."

"Yes, Coach," she said, almost inaudibly. She bent over, closing her eyes tight. He put two fingers into her pussy, then pulled them out again. Grabbing her butt cheeks, he spread them wide apart. She felt as if her flesh would tear. Then he drove his two fingers, hard, into her back door.

She gasped from the pain and shock.

"No?" he said softly.

"No?" He moved his fingers in and out, hard, with each word. She bit down on her lip to keep from crying out. Then he raised his hand up, changing the angle, and drove again. She couldn't help but mewl a bit.

"No?" he said again.

"Yes, Coach," she moaned.

Dom moved his hand again, lifting her buttocks high. "Ready?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"Yes, Coach."

Without any kindness or care, he drove his cock into her pussy, all the while keeping his two fingers deeply embedded in her bottom.

Her cries escaped her, despite her efforts, and tears ran down her face. She gripped the windowsill to keep from collapsing. Dom drove harder, delighting in every thrust, every shudder, every moan. He reached around with his free hand and grabbed her clit as Vivian sobbed helplessly.

Trying to close him out, she hugged the soccer ball tighter with her thighs, thrusting her buttocks toward him against her will. "Oh yeah, baby. You love this!" he said hoarsely. His fingers twisted her clitoris, and to her horror she felt the surges of an orgasm begin, deeper inside of her than she had ever felt. She tried to stop from coming, but he was everywhere, in front, behind, inside.

Her efforts made every aspect of the torture worse, as she moved away from one, it intensified the other. Her body, unable to escape its tormentor, heaved and wrenched, as the crashing orgasm enveloped her, pulsating, throbbing and squeezing Dom's fingers and cock harder and harder within her.

"Oh yeah! Oh, baby!" Dom cried, and with Vivian's total loss of control, Dom, for the first time, came right with her, shouting out his passion with hers.

Somewhere nearby, a car door slammed, and an engine started.

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