Gym Class Sucks

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Gym Class Sucks(closed for Pix)

Amanda Koffee
Age:18
Hair:Red
Eyes:green
Hgt: 5'll
Wgt. 200
Appearance: A bigger girl she has thick legs and a big chest as well as a pouch in the middle. her skin is pale with alot of freckles on it. her hair is curly long and red. she wears simple black frames and sports a large set of Ds on her chest. she is forced to wear the tight school out fits that are any thing but flattering. at home she wears simple soft sweat pants and loose shirts.

The last hour bell rang and Amanda strolled into the locker room. She hated gym, especially get class. All the girls unit where those skinny anorexic girls. Cheerleaders swimmers, track, even volley ball and basketball girls, not a one had an once of fat..than there was her.Fat Amanda.

Amanda undid her blue pleated skirt and revealed her soft blue panties that went over her lump but, next to her was Stacy. Stacy wore cure little frill lace white number. Stacy was always great with her here keeping the other girls form doing anything to her. Stacy was a friend and a good one aside from the fact she was a lesbian.
Amanda than pulled off her top her pouch apparent and in the open. She blushed as she knew the other girls looked at her and giggled. She called her self and slid on her tight white tee and than those skimpy sports bloomers of a deep rich navy blue.
By time she was done the whistle was blown. Amanda quickly donned her sneakers and hurries out. She wasn't grotesquely fat, just plump.

She stood in line with the other girls she heard the substitute was a cute guy, and she was like this..why did he have to be cute and why did he have to teach gym. Gym her worst class.
 
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Name: Mason Quinn
Hair: Dark brown
Eyes: Hazel
Age: 27
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 190 lbs
Appearance: Tall and athletic. Toned body with muscles visible even through clothing. His skin carried a healthy tan from playing and coaching sports outside all of the time. His hair hung shaggy off of his head in chic fashion. He usually had a five o'clock shadow framing his winning smile.

Mason was looking through the roll sheet for the next class he was going to teach. He had just started subbing at his old high school as a gym teacher. It was a natural fit. He had started coaching on a few of the sports teams after he had finished college and decided he wanted to be a teacher just a couple of years beforehand, and while he was pursuing his Masters degree at night, he figured substitute teaching would be good practice.

It also helped that he had a full time job waiting for him at the school when he finished school. Not only did the coaching help him out, but Mason was a star athlete when he was in high school, and the administration still treated him like a hero. He still liked the attention he got from the staff, as well as some of the students. He liked being the young, cool teacher that the boys could joke around with, and the cute teacher the girls had crushes on. He didn't ever think about the students in that sort of way, he just liked the attention.

When the students filed in, Mason counted them all and checked them off. He smiled at the kids and gave some directions on what they would be doing that day.

"And to start," he told the students, "just a light jog around the track for ten minutes."
 
Damn he was hot! Why did he have to be so damned hot. Amanda sighed and was imagining her Current gym teacher shirtless and smiling at her. She smiled a goofy smile as she saw the girls begin to run.

"Crap" she mumbled as she began her shuffling jog. She hated running, bet he was doing this to see all the tiny boobs and hard bodies bounce up and down. Stupid pervert, ran through her head as she jogged. she could feel her breast heave and her ass shake. She really had no real sports bra for her, so the school told her she could go with out.

She puffed along as the other girls lapped her twice now. She gave a little inner celebration as she passed her 1st lap. She wasn't much for a sports person but any success her for her was a small victory.

She kept looking at the other girls and slumped as she jogged, there where all good looking, skinny, and could out pace her here. They enjoyed it too, as they were crushed by her brain. she though would love to have had some semblance of a body like them.

She was on her third lap and the others were on there 6th. She sighed and continued her trek she would finish damn it she wasn't gonna loose to some stupid skinny bitches. She was huffing and puffing now as she picked up the pace a bit her body jiggling as she runs now.
 
Mason, Mr. Quinn as the students called him, watched the students run laps. He didn't care about how well anyone was doing, but just made sure to take note of the effort they were putting into their running. The work was menial, he knew that. Gym class was not very important, he knew that the growing fitness problem in America existed and that fitness education with people at a young age was essential, but high school seniors were already set in their ways.

He watched the young adults run, but snapped out of his trance when he saw a particular student lag behind. Mason checked his clipboard and noted the student's name was Amanda...Amanda Koffee. She was a plump girl with red hair. Her skin was milky white and dotten with freckles which matched nicely with her fiery red hair. She had very large breasts for a an 18 year old girl, that seemed to jiggle uncomfortably as she ran...which had to be attributed to her using inappropriately sized equipment.

Then, Mason saw them. He saw the creamiest, juiciest pair of thighs he had ever seen attached to Amanda Koffee's boy. They jiggled and rumbled while each foot struck the track...he could hear thunder claps as she ran. Something inside of Mason screamed, he needed her. He needed to feel those voluptuous thighs enrapture his head.

The fifty minutes of gym class flew by as he was hypnotized by the awkward, plump red head Amanda Koffee. When the final period bell rang and the kids darted toward the locker room, Mason noticed Amanda fidgeting and moving slowly towards the locker room. He approached her confidently yet gently.

"Hi, Amanda," Mason said, "can I talk to you before you head back to the locker room?"
 
" Ah...Sure thing Mr.Quinn" she says as she walks with you to the side. She stood her right arm grabbing her left over her body she looked at the floor and puffed. The running took alot after her. Her legs were sore. Her nipples ached as the rubbed painfully on her shirt. She sighed as she was wondering what this cute man was wanting with her.

She laughed to her self thinking he would think her cute. She was a fat cow, not those slim girls like the rest of the class. God he was gonna tell her she needed more effort she hated those speeches. Why did they have to say that to her. Yes she knew she was over weight, yes she knew she needed more althetic help but damn it she was smart! She could care less about anything else as she had a mind to rival any body.

Amanda stood and sighed. She wanted to dart in the locker room all the girls were shooting her looks and glaring. Even though she was in trouble or at least gonna get the 'Need to work harder' speech the girls were cutthroat for any cock they could get there hand on. Amanda smiled as she would gladly let them fuck what ever cock they wanted, she was better than that. She would be happy when her knight comes and sweeps her off her feet.

As the last girls entered the locker room to leave the gym vacant Amanda looked at Mr.Quinn and speaks." Mr. Quinn am I in trouble?" she asks as she looks at you.
 
Mason could hardly handle himself being around the new object of his desire. He wanted to wrap his arms around the musky, sweaty body of Amanda and lay hot kiss on her. However, he restrained himself. He was after all, an authority figure, it would be inappropriate for him to make any advance on a student, especially one probably as vulnerable as Amanda. Her vulnerability did turn some lecherous little gear inside of his head, though.

He flashed his winning smile at the girl, "No, of course not. I really appreciated the effort."

Mason was carefully picking out the right words to use in his head. He wanted to influence the girl, make sure she knew he was on her side, and maybe let her feel secure enough to open herself up to the new teacher. Mason figured the locker room was probably the worst part of her day and wanted to use that.

"But...I think you could get more out the exercises, this class...even just activity altogether if you work on your form a bit. And if you don't mind staying after for a little bit," he was easy, but Mason tried to influence the girl with the delay until the locker room, "we could work together and I could show you a few things."

Mason smiled again and gave her a playful wink, hoping he didn't go too far, "What do you say?"
 
She looked at him, damn him for being so cute. She than sighed in her head and nodded."So your saying is You'll help me get fit....Does it also mean that it will help my grade in this class 'cause honestly i am not doing so well, and this class is dragging down my GPA" she says as she feels all tired.

She looks around and then looks at Mr.Quinn. "Could i get a chair, after all that running I'm a little tired...Oo and if we have water I'd like it too" she says with a soft smile as she was happy. Seems she could turn her grade around in this class and get to stare at a dream boat of a sub.
 
"Of course, Amanda," Mason said with his chipper demeanor and varsity smile. He walked into the hallway and grabbed a chair and stopped at the vending machine to buy a bottle of water. While he was fumbling with the change in his pocket, he stopped to think and reflect on what he was doing.

What was he doing? He was a teacher. He was an adult, and he was trying to manipulate her into some sort of physical contact. No, he thought to himself, he was just being nice to a girl who looked like she could use some kindness in her life. He also thought she probably would welcome attention from a fit and handsome man. After all, he was the local hero. He had dated beauty queens and cheerleaders, surely he could win the affection of a geeky, plump redhead.

What the fuck am I thinking about, Mason asked himself. The water bottle tumbled out of the machine. Mason brought it and the chair to Amanda. He thought he had composed himself, but the hidden pervert in himself rose again when he caught the glory of Amanda Koffee's milky, thunderous thighs. He gulped, nearly hypnotized when he set the chair down for Amanda and handed her a water.

"Have a seat," Mason said as he took a knee to talk to the girl struggling with her gym class. "Is there anything you hope to gain out of your final semester gym class, Amanda?"

He couldn't stop himself from taking it further, "And... I notice you slowed down in the back stretch. Were you cramping? I know those can be painful, I can help you out with those too."
 
She watched the girls leave as Mr.Quinn returned. She looked down not wanting to look at there bodies. Damn it why did I have to be cursed this way. She sighs and Than smiles as she takes the water and drinks some. She than sits and listens.

" Wait so your offering me private sessions afterschool to help get me into shape like a personal trainer and it will improve my grade" she ponders as she rubs her thigh and calf as she thinks." And you can help me work out the kinks and cramps Than I am in! Can we start today!" she says as she smiles, her face eager.
 
Mason watched the other students funnel out of the gymnasium to shower and leave the school for the day. The object of his desire sat on the chair sipping water, and that was good enough for Mason. He was mesmerized by the plump redhead, sweating from her earlier activity. He did not know why she had such a hook in him, but she did, and Mason was willing to cater to her every whim.

"Of course, Amanda," he assured her, "when you're ready, just jog around to get started."

His winning smile was of course on display as he encouraged her.
 
"Really Jogging" she says a she sigh, and than begin to walk a bit as she looks at you. What the hell, I thought he was gonna help me, not just have me jog like some idiot.

She huffed and puffed along now speeding up as she ran the track. her legs were aching still and she felt a little week. Than she looked at her teacher looking at her and she blushed and continued on.Amanda he's not looking at you like that he's assessing what he needs to do to best help you! She rationalized the thought for a minute until her libido piped in as well

Amanda, this isn't your brain speaking this is your libido, Fuck it revel in it, this hot foreign guy wants to eye hump you, let him. In fact let him just fuck you!She blew it off and than shakes her head and stops as she leans over and breaths. she coughs a bit and than looks at Mr.Quinn.


"Mr.....Mr.Quinn..ch..chair" she breaths half away in a mile as she is bent over her ass and thighs facing you as she coughs and than breaths. "My thighs are on fire!"
 
Mason felt bad for making his precious object of lust run more. It was easy that she hated the work, but if he was actually going to help her, she was going to actually have to do physical activity. Although, Mason enjoyed watching her thunderous thighs jiggle as she jogged, he wish he could come up with a daily routine that was fun for her as well.

Amanda was giving up and she was huffing and puffing and sweating. She called for the chair and Mason brought it to her. She bent over, her back facing Mason. Her beautiful thick thighs burning with activity, her big juicy behind stretching her shorts, just teasing Mason. He could feel himself start to stiffen in his slacks. He knew he had to control himself.

"Here Amanda, sit," Mason bent down on one knee in front of Amanda, "this cream will help, but you really have to rub it in. Here I'll show you quick."

Mason took the small tube of cream from his pocket and squirted a bit on his hand. He rubbed his hands together and started kneading his hands very firmly into Amanda's calf. Then he slowly moved up, gulping. He knew it was inappropriate and a fire-able offense, but he couldn't stop. He finally reached her glorious lower thigh and firmly rubbed the cream into her throbbing leg.

He looked up at her nervously.
 
She sat and breathed. She was worn out from all this running and wants to stop. She though needed that grade and looked at Mr.Quinn.

" So it's a cream like bengay...does it smell bad?" she asked and than jumped as she felt his hands and her. Oh god it felt good. She had never had a person touch like this. It was amazing.

She moaned a bit as she felt you message her calves and than when you got to her thighs she tensed and her face blushed. She curled her hand and cheers on her lip. She knew Mr.Quinn was in danger here, but she didn't care she was eighteen and a virgin. He was a cute accent speaking guy rubbing on her leg, she was getting wet just thinking about them together and she finally gripped his hand and than spoke softly.

" I'm gonna hit the showers for today" she says as she pulse her self away and heads towards the locker room. Flustered she wondered into the guys room and undressed her self letting her self be naked and free. No other girls were here so she was happy. She turned on the warm water and quickly immersed her self in the blast of water.

She stood int the shower under the water, and began to wash her self. As she did she seemed to go back to her fantasy's of her and Mr.Quinn. She rubs her breasts a bit and than her thighs as she pictured them together, and than she touched her pussy and gasped her voice echoing out of the men's locker room.
 
Mason scared her off. He blew it. He just hoped Amanda didn't go tell on him to some other adult...a responsible adult. He felt horrible. Not only did he force himself on a young, eighteen year old girl, he took advantage of his power as a teacher to touch her and feel her. Mason may have gotten the greatest thrill of his life by clutching Amanda Koffee's thunder thighs and rubbing in the cream, but he may have blown his entire life course off of trajectory.

There was nothing left for Mason to do, but go to the PE office inside of the boy's locker room, clean up and wait for the call to fire him. So, Mason walked into the boys' room and shuffled to his office. He heard the shower running, it must have been some young athlete staying late and showering off. However, he thought all the boys would have gone home at this point. He didn't want to disturb anyone if they had done that, but Mason was curious. Mason walked out to the edge of the shower area and saw a mane of fiery red hair and ample, pale white curves underneath the water beating down.

It was Amanda Koffee. She had to know she was in the wrong room. She was a klutz, but she couldn't be that unfortunate. She had to be trying to seduce the more mature Mason Quinn. Mason shed his clothes on the edge of the showers, got absolutely naked and proceeded into the hot water and steam. He approached Amanda from behind, nude, and put both arms around her and grabbed her breasts.

"Naughty girl," Mason said, "were you hoping I would find you?"
 
She screamed and jumped forward her pussy dripping as she stands there looking at you over her shoulder.

" Mr.Quinn, is it really you" she says blushing as she pills away and covers her self." I came here cause You made me feel.....I..um..." she tried crossing her legs but couldn't. " You..I" she was flustered as she looked at his cock and than quickly looked at the floor.

" Look, You got me excited, so like at home I grabbed a shower to cool off...you..you should do the same too, in the boys locker room" she says as she stands there in the corner slowly turning red not only in the face but in her body as well.

" Though....Thanks for letting me see my first dick Teach, I think I'll be taking an extra long shower" she says as she locks her gaze on to the massive cock and absent mindedly chews her lip.
 
Mason laughed as his cock grew looking at the plump, confused girl. He wanted to grab her and pin her against the tiles of the shower walls and fuck her brains out, but he knew she would be his soon. He could tell she was into him, masturbating while thinking of him was a dead giveaway.

"We are in the boys' room, silly," he told her with his warm smile.

"Now I could either go away, or," his smile turned a bit wolfish, "we could wash each other off. That's all we would have to do, Amanda. Just wash each other, some scrubbing, maybe some touching. Maybe we could kiss a little bit too. It's up to you."

Mason flexed his muscles subtly as he made his proposal to the student.
 
" Damn see I can barely concentrate on anything because of you" she says as she stands there her hand twirling her hair as she smiles.She walks over to him and slowly lets her hand over your muscles. She giggled and than smiles." Your chest is sexy, but why me?"

Amanda was pondering all the possibilities he chose her but she shook her head and than found her hand resting on your cock. She looks at you and starts to go white." Sorry, I'm so sorry it doesn't hurt does it"

Amanda pulls her hand away and nervously covers her red tangle of a pussy and looks at the ceiling, normally she would look at the floor but than shed see the huge penis before her.
 
"You really are inexperienced, aren't you?" Mason said with a grin. "No eighteen year old g-- … woman should be so naive."

Mason sidled behind her. He placed two hands on her thick shoulders and started to lightly rub her wet skin. Mason kneaded her shoulder blades with his thumbs as his other fingers rubbed the tops of her shoulders. He could tell she was nervous, anxious, and embarrassed by the hotness of her skin. Mason wanted her so badly, so badly to get inside of her. However, he also enjoyed teasing her seeing the effect he had. He looked at her trying not to see his stiff cock. He laughed.

"Of course it doesn't hurt me when you touch it," he told her, "in fact it feels really good, and would feel even better if you played with it. And why do I like you? I loved watching these jiggle while you ran."

He moved his hands down to those glorious thighs and squeezed them.
 
She groaned feeling the kneading of muscle. She shivered a bit as she than looked at you her face still red as she looks a little scared." you...you want me to play with it?" she says as she lets her hand go down and run her fingers over it. As soon as it twitches her hand bumps back.

" So you like my size?" she says looking at you over her shoulder as she seems to lower her head in thought and her hand seems to wrap about your shaft and holds you.
 
"Ahhhhhhh," Mason groaned with pleasure into Amanda's ear as she gripped his cock. The thought of seducing a student, a student with low self esteem who really may throw herself into this was kicking Mason's sex drive into turbo.

He wanted to reach up and fondle Amanda's breasts but knew she was nervous and uneasy. He didn't want to push her too hard right now and wanted to get her where he wanted her, willing and eager. Mason moved his hands from her thighs and to her arms and shoulders once again. He rubbed her arms up and down.

"Of course I like your size," he assured her, "but I think you know that you could use some work, just to be healthy. I have an idea for an individualized program for you."

He was hoping to get a good reaction out of her, "You could skip last period gym in order to get ready for your individual workout...and I promise no running. Does that sound interesting to you?"

His cock throbbed in her grip as he waited for her answer.
 
She loosened her grip a bit and blushed a little deeper as she turns and looks at you. She stands there her eyes full of so many emotions as she giggles.

" Really I can skip the running all together for special training, and avoid those bitches in the locker room, save Stacy shes a good friend even though she is a lesbian and wants to get in to my panties, damn i'm rambling again" she says as she strokes your cock as she rambled, she than stops as she than composes her self." Yes Mr.Quinn I will do this special work out"

She than looks at you and than her hand and than at you." Do I need to do something else with my hand, I mean I've never seen anything more than whats in the movies?" She asked with a curious look.
 
Mason was ready to guide the plump high school senior in the technical aspects of the handjob. He intertwined his fingers wit hers, directing her hand towards his stiff cock. Then, a light went out across the locker room, and Mason heard a door shut. It must have been the janitor. The gravity of the situation flooded over Mason.

He nervously laughed and shoved Amanda away from him, and Mason walked to the shower handle and turned it off. He grabbed two towels off the rack and gave one to his student and started drying himself off.

"Amanda, we can't do this here," he told her, "now, we can discuss your ...alternative gym class schedule. Meet me at my car on Maple Street two blocks over in twenty minutes."

Mason dried himself off and went through his office and walked to his car.
 
She giggled and than when pushed away she frowned. it was a bit scarey but fun! and now he stopped. . She than looked and nodded as he than got out.

Amanda went and got dressed in her street clothes. a simple T-shirt and jeans. her back pack was next and she than walked to the car of Mr.Quinn and tapped on his window blushing a deep shade of red.

"Mr.Quinn its me... are we gonna talk about the alternate classes while you take me home?" She hoped that wasn't the case but she didn't mind it eihter way it was the closest she has ever been with a boy.
 
"I can take you home, later," he said. "But first we have to talk about what you're going to do instead of regular gym class."

As she got into the car, the young teacher drove about five or six blocks west of the school. Mason pulled into an alley and parked in a spot behind a red brick building. He pulled the keys from the ignition and got out of the car. He walked around to the passenger door and helped Amanda from the car. He held her hand tenderly as he walked to the steps leading down to a door.

"This is my apartment, Amanda," Mason told his teenage student. "Before gym class starts, I want you to walk here instead of going to change with all the mean girls in the locker room."

Mason opened the door and walked in.

"Amanda, would you like to come inside?"
 
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