1. Coach Kristen


    Date: 1/22/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Job/Place-of-work, Male / Older Female, Male/Female, Plumper, Author: jhw86, Rating: 95.4, Source: sexstories.com

    My niece plays softball in a little league that is sponsored by the city we live in. Her coach, Kristen (not her real name), is really the only fun thing about the games. Kristen is on the thick side. She has sort of a chunky face that she packs make-up onto, and pouty lips that are the same dark-red color as her long, curly hair. She’s not what I would call a classic beauty but she is definitely “doable.” And if I had to guess, I’d say that she was probably in her early to mid-30’s. Kristen also gives off the vibe that when she is off the field, she’s wild as fuck. In fact, I’d wager that when her daughter is not around (she’s on the team too), Kristen probably spends a good bit of time drinking, partying and spreading her legs for the guy, or girl, she brought home from the club that night. That’s not what stands out about Kristen though... What stands out about Kristen are her huge, pendulous tits! They are glorious, even when shrouded by her loses shirts that she’s forced to wear. If I had to guess their size, I’d probably put them in the F, or G range. They’re big... And I imagine that they probably sag quite a bit when they are not encased by bras that I’m sure are specially made. I don’t really care though. Saggy tits are not something that I’d particularly concern myself with if I had my lubed cock stuffed between them. One day, after practice ended, Kristen approached me. She said that she thought that it was really nice of me to step up and take my niece to her ...
    games like I do. I told her that it was my pleasure, and that she shouldn’t have to miss out on these kinds of things because her dad is a deadbeat and her mom works so hard. She smiled at me and said again how nice of me it was. There was a pregnant pause that lasted for about ten seconds probably, and I stole a glance at her chest while she contemplated what she was about to say. ‘Thank God for sunglasses,’ I thought to myself. “I know that this is kind of forward but…I don’t have my daughter tonight so…if you don’t have your niece tonight, how would you like to come over to my place and have a few drinks with me?” I was a little taken aback by her question, but I wasn’t going to squander the opportunity. “Sure,” I told her. “What time do you want me over?” “Does 7o’clock sound ok,” she asked. A smile crept across her face that said it would definitely be worth my while if I said yes. “Seven sounds good. Do you want me to bring anything? Food? Beer?” “Beer’s fine…Or liquor if you really wanna have a party.” I got the feeling that if she didn’t have sunglasses on, I would’ve seen her wink at me. “Okie dokie,” I said, regretting that choice of words immediately. “I’ll see you at seven!” She pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from her purse and wrote down her cell number and her address. She handed it to me and said with a smile in her voice, “Looking forward to seeing you at seven sweetie.” I walked away from her, and the ball field sweaty, horny, and eager for 7o’clock. I had ...
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