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"hi, you've reached the Dodsons, sorry we cant come to the phone right now, but if you leave a message after the beep...BEEEP""

"Hi Mom, coach is keeping me after class for some private training, its been really great, you've really had an impact on him on the team, I wont be back untill at least 8 tonight..love you.."

Deanna Dodson couldnt answer her sons call because she was being triple teamed in the middle of her living room. Three long fat cocks were filling her up, and pounding away at her mercilessly.


She was grunting and groaning under their assault and loving every whorish second of it.
And the most dirty part of it was..these were her sons friends..all 18 year old boys, who had been having their way with her for two weeks now.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye at the clock..it was only 330..these bastards had spent since noon fucking her silly and they would go right till7 to make sure they still had time to leave before her son got home.


Then she would have to "talk"to the coach ..in the back of his van while he fucked her in the ass.

She reflected on how it all began..when she was called in tow weeks ago to her sins school to discuss his poor performance on the team..

Deana Dodson
single mother
38
curly auburn haur, brown eyes, tanned skin
36D 30- 34
 
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Scott lay in the changing rooms after training. His knee had broken down again, he probably wouldn't be able to play again for another couple of weeks. For now he held ice against it - the sooner the swelling went down the better. He's going to have to stop going in for so many impossible challenges.

But then something caught his attention out the corner of his eye. It was his friends mum, he had met her a couple of times; she was strangely seductive. Maybe he was imagining things, an active young imagination, but it seemed on the few times he had met her at his friends house she had been overly suggestive. Now your not supposed to fancy your mates' mother, but perhaps that was partly what appealed Scott; that and her body anyway!

He only saw her for a flitting second as she passed by the door of the injury bay. But what the hell was she doing in the changing rooms?
 
Deanna walked quickkly through what she surmised was the empyt change roo, , smelling the same game smell of sweaty high school boys. At least something never changed, she mused.

She paused at the door with the word " Coach" stencilled on the glass window and took a breath. She had received a call informing her that her son was facing extreme difficulties with the team and could affect his future.

He had a perfect GPA , but failing in extra curriculars could really hurt her sons chances at an Ivy league school. And he was too sensitive to confront anyone, and her husband couldnt know. He had no forgiveness in his heart.


So, Deanna tried to relax and rapped lightly on the glass.

" Hello, this is Mrs Dodson, I'm here to discuss my son"
 
Hope it's alright if I jump in

OOC:
Coach Keith Trenton
6'2 210lbs
dark black skin
green eyes
shaved head

IC:

Coach Keith Trenton sat in his sparse office. His team, the Edison Eagles, had a game coming up against their arch rivals across team. He ran a large hand across his head as he looked over his line-up. He'd been getting good wing play from Acton and Tomkins lately but he still needed to shore up his midfield.

"If only Jones hadn't gotten hurt" he muttered ruefully. Coach Trenton had lost his best player before the season had began and now he was faced with trying to find one of his bench players to fill the spot. The problem was that they all seemed so damned distracted lately. He knew why of course. They were all seniors and, now that they were kings of the school they spent most of their time chasing pussy instead of practicing. It was hard enough even to get the guys in the same room, let alone actually working on their game.

Coach Trenton sighed wistfully. He knew his job was in danger. Edison High had been his first head coaching job and he had started promisingly 4 years ago. His first season saw his team make it to the state playoffs. His second saw them miss the playoffs on the last day of the season. Last year they'd been dismal, only winning 4 of 18 games.

This year had started poorly as well. They'd lost their first three games. Edison was a school where they took their soccer seriously and he knew there'd been more than one loudmouthed parent at a PTA meeting who'd questioned his ability to do the job.

Coach Trenton was lost in these depressing thoughts when he got a knock at the door.

" Hello, this is Mrs Dodson, I'm here to discuss my son"

Coach thought for a second before remembering the appointment. That's right. He needed to cut a man from the team to make room for the new transfer student. Dodson had been the obvious choice. He had spirit and nobody tried harder but the kid just didn't have the skill necessary to stay.

"Come in Mrs. Dodson" Coach Trenton said and turned to face the door. As soon as the door opened, the Coach felt his cock twitch a little in his pants. It was that hot mom he'd seen at some of the games. Thick in all the right places and lips that looked made for sucking dick. He had no idea she was Dodson's mom.

"Sit down, Mrs. Dodson." Coach gestured to the empty chair in front of his desk "Thanks for coming in to see me"
 
" Thank you" Deanna smiled nervously and sat down oat the proferred seat.

She glanced around briefly at the walls, a few pictures here and there, mainly of other glories at other schools. All the boys looked happy in the pictures, so he must be a good man.

" Mr Trenton is it? I'm here to discuss my son Tommy, I understand he's been having some problems with the team, is there anyway I can do anything to help"

She folded her hands neatly to avoid wrining them, confrontation always made her so nervous. This was her husbands field.

" He really could use the extracurricular help, and I'm willing to do what ti takes to help keep him on the team"
 
Coach

" He really could use the extracurricular help, and I'm willing to do what it takes to help keep him on the team"

Coach Trenton tried to look away, tried not to notice how big and ripe those tits looked stuffed into her sweater but he let his gaze linger a while before returning to the subject at hand.

"I'm sorry, no, Mrs. Dodson. I'm not sure there's anything you can do. Tommy's a good kid and everything and sure tries hard but as you know the team has been having some problems lately" Coach Trenton thought back to the PTA meeting where Mr. Dodson had been one of the parents suggesting he get fired "And there's this new boy in town, Javier Lopez. His folks just moved here from Spain. A real phenom. We need to make room for him and I think I'm going to have to cut Tommy from the team. "

Coach Trenton saw the look in disappointment in Mrs. Dodson's eyes but he continued

"I know it's not what you wanted to hear but it's the only fair thing to do in this case. I was thinking maybe if he got the news from both of us together it might let him down gently"
 
This was getting worse and worse, she had to do something.

" Oh please Mr Trenton" she said almost welling up in tears

" This is so very important to him , and to his father too"

She wrung her hands nervously together

" is there anything I could do, donations, we are quite comfortable financially or I could volunteer"
 

" is there anything I could do, donations, we are quite comfortable financially or I could volunteer"


Keith shook his head. He was about to tell her that his mind was made up and that spots on the team couldn't be decided that way when he caught glimpse of the team photo from the high school team he'd been an assistant of. They had won 3 state titles and Coach Trenton always thought that it was, at least in part, because of the cheerleaders. Any time one of his players wanted to get some, all they had to do was call up Kelly, the head cheerleader, and she'd send a girl over or drop to her knees and do it herself. The cheerleaders made sure the guys were able to keep their minds on the game and not on chasing pussy around. The coach had also been hoping the same would be true at Edison but the cheerleaders here were busy winning gymnastics titles and some shit.

He looked back to Mrs. Dodson and saw those lips that reminded him so much of Kelly's, which he'd had wrapped around his cock himself a couple dozen times, and an idea began to form in his head. Mrs. Dodson was definitely fine enough for it to work.

"Mrs. Dodson, I think there is a way we can work it out so that Tommy can stay on the team. It'll require long hours and a lot of hard work on your part though."

Coach Trenton could tell the soccer mom was a little confused, although relieved by the news.

"Essentially, if you're willing to do whatever I want. Fuck whoever I say to fuck whenever I say, I think we could keep Tommy on the team"

The coach saw the look of terror on the suburban housewife's face. He hadn't wanted to go the extra distance, but he would.

"Of course, if you're not up for that, if Mr. Dodson wouldn't like that, then I'll have to kick Tommy off the team. Who knows, I might even have to say it was because I caught him smoking pot. I wonder how that would look on a college application?" The Coach asked rhetorically. He sat back smugly, waiting for the woman in his office to respond.
 
"Mrs. Dodson, I think there is a way we can work it out so that Tommy can stay on the team. It'll require long hours and a lot of hard work on your part though."

She perked her eyebrow at this, but a faint glimmer of hope began to shine


"Essentially, if you're willing to do whatever I want. Fuck whoever I say to fuck whenever I say, I think we could keep Tommy on the team"

Did he just say what she thought he said? She must have misheard him, perhaps he was randomly swearing, mixing words. He really couldnt meant that

"Of course, if you're not up for that, if Mr. Dodson wouldn't like that, then I'll have to kick Tommy off the team. Who knows, I might even have to say it was because I caught him smoking pot. I wonder how that would look on a college application?"

The large black man leaned back with a wicked smile on his face

" You mean you want me to.. fu..fu " she just couldnt say the vulgar word , " Pot?"

Her words were random , in a blur, as were her thoughts. This was a little too much too fast. She hunted his face to see if he was joking, and he wasnt. This was unreal.

She had never been with a black man. Where the hell were those thoughts coming from?

She shook her head to wake her thoughts.

She closed her eyes. This man just wanted a handjob or a blowjob. And he'd probably want them to the end of the year. And what was the real harm. She hadnt touched a man in quite some time. Once a month at home wssnt quite enough.

" Fine' she opened her eyes and sighed, " if you want me to suck you to keep Tommy on, I will"
 

" Fine' she opened her eyes and sighed, " if you want me to suck you to keep Tommy on, I will"


Keith was a little surprised by this. For one, it seemed like the straightlaced suburban housewife had accepted his rather shocking proposal pretty readily. He thought he'd have to ratchet up the blackmail angle a little more. Maybe threaten to make sure that Tommy's permanent record ended up so poorly that he couldn't get into clown college. But no, Mrs. Dodson accepted and said she'd suck his cock. The words made his cock firm up to it's full 10 inch length.

"I'm not sure you heard me exactly, Mrs. Dodson. I said that if Tommy is going to stay on the team then you're going to have to work for it with your body." Coach Trenton was going to play hardball but he was overwhelmed by more instinctive desires. That face, that body, the chance to fuck that asshole Dodson's wife, they all combined to focus him. He could spell out the specifics of their arrangement later. For now it would be about him.

"But you make a good starting suggestion Mrs. Dodson." He said as he began unbuckling his belt "Why don't you get over here and start sucking my cock?"
 
She wanted to cry, here she was, a faithfully if furstrated wife and mother having to ministrate to her son's soccer coach to keep up her picture facade.

He went on about paying him with her body and his continuing rants about his evil plans. But most men just wanted a blowjob and usually rolled over and were happy.And besides, what was a blowjob after all, Clinton seemed to do fine gettng them and not blowing up the world.

"But you make a good starting suggestion Mrs. Dodson." He said as he began unbuckling his belt "Why don't you get over here and start sucking my cock?"

Deanna stood up and checked the door to ensure that it was locked and wanred over to the other side of Coach Trentons desk . Here, the large dark man was already eagerly fisting his very geneous meat.

Deanna's eyes bulged for a moment when she saw the size of the man. He was probably twice the size of her husband, easily.

She slowly got to her knees before the big man and watched him stroke. She laid her arms acorss his thighs as she knelt between his legs.

" I dont have much experience in this sort of thing, I've only done this a few times with my husband, how do I start?"
 

" I dont have much experience in this sort of thing, I've only done this a few times with my husband, how do I start"


Coach Trenton smiled as he saw the woman submit to his demand. Here she was, on the floor, and willing to suck his cock. He'd put everything he'd had lately in the job and it'd been a long time since he'd had a good blowjob.

"Well, first, Mrs. Dodson you might just want to wrap your hand around it. Jerk it a little"

The coach couldn't help but laugh at the fear in the woman's eyes as she tentatively wrapped her petite hand around his cock. He couldn't help but be turned on by the sharp contrast in the colour of their skin and how relatively small her hand looked. It didn't even completely wrap around his thick tool. At seeing this, the wife and mother let out an audible gasp.

"Now start licking it. Up and down, lick a lollipop"
 
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