Dirty Coach To Go: A Forbidden Sports Romance

by S. C. Adams

  Luckily, Tessa is responsive. Her eyes are locked on my cock, and it’s having the intended effect. Her soaked pussy drips onto the head of my penis. It’s taking everything inside of me not to shove it inside of her at this moment, but I hold back. I have to ease my way in because Tessa is like a delicate flower, and I’d hate to do anything to hurt her.

  Then, I look deep into her eyes. Her worry seems to be gone, and I can tell she trusts me. Slowly, I position my gigantic cock right at the entry of her tight, wet cunt. She gasps as my shaft parts the sweet pink and then enters, biting her lip as I take my time stroking her. Her gushing pussy makes it hard to not lose control and have rough, passionate sex. My dick is telling me to pound deep inside of her, but my heart is telling me to be gentle with my sweet Tessa. I try to hold my grunts in as I bask in the sensation of her dripping vagina. She moans, letting me know the pain has gone away and has been replaced with pleasurable strokes.

  Her unsuspecting parents could walk in at any moment. There’s no way I’d be able to explain to Roger and Elaine why I’m in their daughter’s bedroom popping her cherry. Usually, I like to take my time when making love, but I can’t risk getting caught by the Smiths. My reputation in this town would be ruined, and my career would be over. Unfortunately, our first time being together is going to have to be a quick one.

  But now that Tessa’s enjoying my thrusts, I can pump harder inside of her pussy. I hold onto her hips firmly as I push harder and deeper. Her moans grow louder as she looks into my eyes, her own gaze shocked and delirious with pleasure. We’re both in a state of ecstasy, and I’m on the verge of coming.

  Then, she locks her generous thighs around my waist, keeping me in place. I stroke deeper, causing her cunt to gush hotly over my huge rod, and then it happens. Her eyes go wide as her fluids thicken once more, and her cunt clamps down on me hard.

  “Mason!” she screams. “Oh god, Coooooach!”

  That does it. The pulsing of her pussy forces me over the edge, and before I realize it, I’m ejaculating with a rush into her clutching channel.

  “Fuck!” I groan. “Oh shit!”

  I should have pulled out, but now it’s too late. I’m bare and spurting my seed into her sweetest spot, even as her spasms drawn my semen deeper into that voluptuous body. She holds me tight, clutching my form to her as I pump mightily, giving her every last drop of seed.

  Holy fuck. Did that really happen? We lie there, heaving and panting, unable to move. I kiss her passionately even with my dick still clutched firmly in her pussy. I never want to leave this bed. I could lie like this forever with her. How can the way we feel about each other be wrong? We’re in love after all, even if our relationship is taboo.

  I hold Tessa tightly in my arms before finally disentangling myself. Even though I don’t want to, I have to get out of here. Her worried mother could walk in innocently just to check on her daughter. If she found me here in bed with Tessa, I’d be exiled from Sunnyside.

  I pull away, and just stand there for a moment, taking in my gorgeous girl. Was there ever a sight so beautiful? She lies in the bed, curves damp, still exhausted from the sensual sex we just had. She stares at me with those big brown eyes, and for a second, I consider staying with her for a little bit longer. But then I realize that this is way too risky. I kiss her one last time before pulling up my pants.

  “I have to go,” I growl gently.

  “I know,” she replies. I brush a lock of her curls behind her ear, catching one last glimpse of her beautiful face. Dammit. I hate that I have to leave her. I want to hold her in my arms until we fall asleep together, but that’s impossible right now. Instead, I press one last kiss to her lips before exiting her bedroom and closing the door behind me.

  I creep out of the house, and then casually stroll down the street and hop into my truck. It seems like everyone is still at the Martins’, but I couldn’t take the chance of lounging around the Smiths’ abode any longer. I can’t help but smile as I think about how sweet Tessa tasted. Damn, she reminds me of a juicy strawberry. I’m the first man to ever touch her. That loser, Bobby, tried, but she saved herself just for me. Hopefully, my massive cock didn’t hurt her too much; I wouldn’t want her to feel sore in the morning.

  I hope this isn’t the last time I ever taste her or make love to her. I need more of her in my life. This isn’t just a summer fling. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. She needs to know exactly how I feel about her. I have to tell her that I’ve been in love with her since she was sixteen, from the moment I laid eyes on her. Tessa has my heart, and she’s the only one who ever will.

  10

  Tessa

  I lie in my bed naked, going over in my mind the amazing sex I just had with Mason. Oh my gosh! I can’t believe it finally happened. I waited just for him, and I’m glad I did. I’ll admit, I was scared at first when I saw how huge his cock is. I was afraid it was too big and would hurt too much for me to get any pleasure out of it, but boy, was I wrong. Mason took his sweet time with me and made sure I enjoyed every stroke of his enormous thickness. In fact, he made sure I came twice before he did. I had no idea an orgasm felt like that! Not only that, but he made my body shake as he sucked on my clit. My friends always told me sex was okay, but it felt like more than just okay with Mason. It was phenomenal!

  My phone vibrates, bringing me back to reality. It’s a text Nicole. I wish I could tell her that I finally lost my virginity to the man of my dreams. She would be just as excited as I am right now. The only problem is I can’t tell her who I lost it to. Our tiny town can be so judgmental at times. If anyone knew I just had sex with Coach Mason, we’d be run out of town. My dad would lose his mind and probably try to strangle my former coach.

  I text Nicole back and let her know I’m okay. I wouldn’t want her worrying for no reason. In all honesty, now I’m kind of glad Bobby wouldn’t leave me alone. Thanks to him, I finally got some alone time with Mason. And boy, what a way to spend our time alone together.

  “Tessa!” my mom calls from the front door. Uh oh, I can’t let her find me like this. She’ll wonder why I’m lying here naked in the huge wet spot in the center of my bed with a man’s semen oozing from my slit. I grab my night shirt and quickly toss it on right before my mom bursts into my bedroom.

  “Sweetie, are you okay?” She lets out a drunk hiccup. Maybe she won’t notice the smell of sex in the air. Thank God Mason left when he did.

  “I’m fine, Mom,” I say, shooting her an innocent smile.

  “Oh honey, you look flushed.” She places her hand on my forehead to check my temperature. She has no idea my reddened complexion is the result of passionate sex with the Sunnyside gym teacher.

  “Mom, trust me, I’m alright. I think I just had a little too much sun. Nothing to worry about,” I say. She steps back and takes a look at me. Oh no. Can she sense something is different about me? Can she tell I’m not the pure virgin she left home with only a few hours ago? Her intense stare almost makes me want to admit the truth before she even asks me a question.

  “You really are growing into a beautiful woman, Tessa,” she murmurs as she places her hand on my cheek. I let out a sigh of relief. Good, she doesn’t notice that something has changed about me.

  “Thanks, Mom,” I say as I nestle my cheek into the palm of her hand.

  “You’re going to make someone a very happy man one day.” My mom and I have always been close. I think she’s fantasized about me having a boyfriend more than I did. She hoped I would end up dating one of the many jocks in my senior class with full-ride scholarships to top universities. She was just as excited as Nicole was for my date with Bobby. My mother had flashed the biggest grin at me when she saw Bobby swimming in Nicole’s pool earlier. She’d practically pushed me into the pool with him. I didn’t tell her either about how handsy he had gotten with me. I didn’t tell anyone but Mason.

  “Hopefully, you’re right,” I say as I try not to think about the hot sex I just had. If she knew the naughty
things my former coach just did to me, she’d be running around town trying to rally up the neighbors to banish him far away from Sunnyside. Then I’d never see him again, and that’s my absolute worst nightmare.

  “Of course I am, sweetie. How are things going with Bobby? I saw him hanging around you by the pool.” Her question is innocent, but the mention of that creep makes my blood boil. I try to remain cool.

  “He’s not really my type, Mom.”

  “Why not? All of the other girls around town think he’s a dreamboat. They were falling over themselves to get to him after you left.” This is probably true. I mean, for some strange reason, girls in this town love Bobby. Yuck! Not me, though. Even before he tried to take advantage of me, I never could get past the oozing pimples on his face and neck. And Lord knows, I can’t stand his cocky personality.

  “I’m just not crazy over him like everyone else is,” I say. Hopefully, she’ll take the hint and drop the idea of me ever becoming Mrs. Frazier. Just the thought of that alone makes me want to hurl.

  “Fine, but it would’ve been nice to see you dating someone. You were always a shy girl, Tessa. I just want you to spread your wings a little,” she says. I totally get what she means. I was never like the other girls in Sunnyside, sneaking around to see boys. My parents never had to worry about a guy climbing through my window late at night. I even went to senior prom alone. Part of the reason was because I’ve always been shy, but truthfully, it was also because I only had eyes for one person. After a couple of beers, I let Steven Jacobs kiss me a few months ago at a college party, but other than that, I stayed far away from little boys. From the first time I saw Coach, I knew I didn’t want anyone else. I just can’t believe I finally got him! I’m jumping for joy on the inside.

  My mom would never understand the idea of me being in love with Mason. She and my dad and everyone else in our community would think he took advantage of me, but that couldn’t be any further from the truth. Up until an hour ago, he’d never laid a hand on me before. I had no idea he felt the same way about me. We both waited until I became an adult, so technically, we aren’t doing anything wrong. I know this deep in my heart, but my parents would totally have a heart attack if they knew the truth.

  I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t disappoint my parents, but I won’t stop seeing Mason. How can I when I’m so deeply in love with him? People who are in love with each other should be allowed to be together, no matter what anyone else thinks.

  “What if I wanted to be with someone that you and Daddy didn’t approve of?” I inquire. She curls up her top lip. Uh oh, I know what that look means. It’s the look mothers give when they’re about to tell you how to live your life. It’s the same face she would make if I told her I don’t really want to be an accountant and that I’d rather open a bakery. I regret asking that question now.

  “Well,” she says with her upper lip still curled. “If he treats you right and makes you happy, that’s all that matters. You have to do what makes you happy,” she says unconvincingly. I’m not sure if she really means it, though. Parents always say things like that, but they already have their minds made up about how they want your life to go. Even if she doesn’t completely mean it, her words send a wave of relief through me. She’s right. I do need to do what makes me happy, and no one has ever brought me joy the way Mason does.

  “Thanks, Mom,” I say.

  “Is there someone? Maybe a special somebody at Trinity?” she asks. I want to tell her I’ve found the man of my dreams, but I can’t. She’s expecting me to end up with a boy my own age, not Sunnyside’s hot softball coach.

  “Not yet, Mom,” I lie.

  “Well, I’m sure you’ll get some action around here this summer. The boys at Jane and Alex’s house were drooling over you. Your father wanted to give them a piece of his mind, but I told him to leave it alone. You’re young, but you’re a woman now, and you’ve got the body to prove it,” she says as she winks. I used to be really self-conscious about my body. I thought having curves was a bad thing, but my mom always told me that guys like curvy women and that one day I’d be glad that I wasn’t born to be a skinny twig. She’s bit curvier than me, and my dad goes crazy over her. In fact, half of the dads in Sunnyside do. My brunette mom is the very definition of a MILF.

  Too bad I’m not interested in any of the boys who were drooling over me at Nicole’s, especially not Bobby. I nod indifferently, hoping my mother can’t see through my facade. I hate keeping secrets from the ones I love and care about. Maybe Mom and Dad wouldn’t totally hate the idea of me dating my former softball coach. They know he’s a good guy, and everyone in town adores and respects him. Maybe I’m overthinking this whole thing. I’m eighteen, and I’ve been away from home for a whole year. I’m definitely mature enough to be in an adult relationship.

  “You’re right, Mom. I’m a woman, and I need to be with a man. A real one,” I emphasize. I hope that if I drop enough hints, she’ll realize that my heart longs for something way deeper than what these teenage boys have to offer.

  “Well, they all eventually grow up to be men, honey. You just have to give them a chance. Someone out there will step up to the plate and be the man that you need,” she says, completely missing the signs I laid out for her. She still sees me with one of the bony boys around town instead of the fully grown macho man Mason. I can’t just come out and tell her I’m in love with one of Sunnyside’s faculty members; she’d have a cow. I guess, for now, my secret will have to stay safely between Mason and me.

  “You’re right, Mom,” I say in an attempt to end the conversation.

  “Good,” she says, grinning. My mother is satisfied that I agree with her; that’s all that matters. Deep down inside, I don’t want to wait until the childish ways of the guys my age disappear. But I’ll tell her anything right now to get her to stop pressing the issue. “I made some chocolate chip cookies earlier. Do you want to come down to the kitchen with me to eat some?” she asks. She knows I’m a sucker for chocolate chip cookies; I always have been. I jump out of my bed without hesitation and follow her to the kitchen.

  My mother places our porcelain cookie jar on the counter as I pour two tall glasses of milk. The sweet scent of freshly baked cookies fills the air. I’m reminded of how badly I want to bake my way into the hearts of Sunnyside’s residents. Mason’s words dance around in my head. He’s right; I do need to go after the things I want in life. It’s the only way I’ll ever truly be happy. The joy I feel right now from taking a chance with Mason is indescribable. It was scary but definitely well worth it. He doesn’t try to tell me what to do like my parents, or influence me like my friends. He accepts me for who I really am and wants the best for me. I’m never going to be able to find anyone else who completely gets me like him. I can’t settle for the inexperienced guys at Trinity when I finally have the man of my dreams. I bite into one of the chocolate chip cookies, feeling satisfied not only by the delicious dessert, but by the feeling of knowing that at last, Mason is mine.

  11

  Mason

  Words blur before my eyes as I reminisce about last night with Tessa. Shit, she tasted so sweet. The juices that dripped from the innocent girl left me craving more. I’m supposed to be going over insurance policies for the football team, but all I can think about is her. I rub my eyes, but my vision is still doubled. I can’t make out a single sentence, but I can still see the voluptuous girl’s curves swaying through my mind.

  A knot forms in my stomach as guilt floods my brain. I took the pure girl’s virginity; I turned my former high school student into a woman. She visited me in this very office countless times. Sitting across from me, she would twirl her cinnamon swirl curls around her dainty finger, taunting me. God, even back then she would drive me crazy and make it hard to focus. I rub my eyes, but I can’t get the image of her shapely figure out of my mind. How the hell am I supposed to get any work done?

  My cock gets hard as I remember how wet her youthful cunt was. I cuff
my wood with both of my hands, trying to reduce the blood flow. I’m at work, for crying out loud. I can’t sit here fantasizing about a Sunnyside alumnus when my current students could waltz into my office at any given moment. I glance up at a photo of my softball team from two years ago – Tessa’s team. Her body looks amazing in the softball uniform, but then again, her body looks amazing in anything.

  As I left her house last night, I felt like I hadn’t done anything wrong, but now, remorse brews deep within me. Sure, she’s grown, but I am supposed to be like a father figure to her. Our relationship should have never gone this far, but it has, and now, I don’t know what to do. I should’ve fought my feelings, but that was damn near impossible. I’m losing my mind going back and forth about her. Half of me says to stay away from her, while the other half commands me to go after the woman I’m in love with. The inner turmoil is starting to become too much to handle. Being torn makes it hard to decide which way I want to go, but I finally make a decision.

  Tessa’s sweet lips silence any thoughts of me running from my love for her. That kiss last night had sent me flying, like a sling propelling me toward her. Now I feel like I’ll never be able to fight my feelings for the girl. I wasn’t trying to lead her on, but there’s no way we can actually be together. The residents of Sunnyside would burn me at the stake. I would have to move all the way to the other side of the nation, maybe even outside of the country. I don’t regret making love to her, but I’m ashamed that I couldn’t control myself. She’s so young, and her heart is precious to me. I don’t want to do anything to hurt her.