The gym was like a sweat box. No fans no Ac. Coach Thomas was pissed. It's The middle of October and we have lost every game. He was yelling and curseing us. Push ups,sit ups running laps. I needed a brake. I saw him talking to a concerned parent at the front of the gym. I ran out the tunnel and out the back door. Outside a cool breze blew. As I was catching my breath. My girlfriend Misty come from the other direction.,Skiping her cosmotology class. *I was hopeing I would run in to you.* She takes a pack of Marlboro reds from her purse. She lights one. We share the cigarette. Passing it back and foeth between us. As usual my dick got hard.,She noticed looking at the bulge in my jogging shorts. She squeezes it.*Mmmm...I would much rather be sucking something else right now.* *There is no reason why you can't.* I take her hand and lead her behind the dumpster. She hands me the cigarette and goes right to her knees. Pulling my shorts down and takeing my sweaty cock in her mouth. Life was good again. With the cigarette in my mouth. I run my fingers through her beautiful featherd blonde hair. All of a suden I got this weird feeling I was beeing watched. I turned around and there he was. Coach Thomas. *I see why we are looseing games now!* Misty lets my cock go and had a shocked look on her face. *Put the cigarette out and put your cock up.* *Ahh...Coach!...You could have let me get off first.* We follow him back through the boys gym. Everyone stares,whistles and yells at my sexy girlfriend. Knowing we got caught doing something. Before we get to the office we stop in front of the teachers lounge. He looks at Misty. *You get your ass to the office and wait for me.* He then pushes me inside the teachers lounge. There sat his wife. Mrs. Thomas stuffing her face with salad. And Mrs. Beasley. The assistant principal. *Coach what is this all about?* * I caught the stud here smoking and getting his dick sucked.* *Who was doing the sucking? And where is she?* *Misty Jones I sent her to the office. I thought Mr. Dudley could have a discussion with her.* *I"m sure he will.* *Drop your shorts stud. Show these ladies that big dick.* I look at them kind of shocked. *Go a head drop them.* The coach said again. I pull them down showing them my still erect cock. Mrs. Thomas looks at Mrs. Beasley.*Kim What do you think?* *You go a head. I'm going to have him to myself in detention tomorow.* Mrs. Thomas takes her glasses off and comes to me. She squeezes my cock and strokes me. She then gets down and gives me a blow job. She then looks up at her husband for approoval. He nods. She lifts her skirt. And hops up on the table. *Fuck me you stud.* No panties were in the way so she laid back.,Unbuttoning her blouse. I guided my cock in to her waiting pussy. I started to fuck her.,It was like a dream come true. This could only hapen in a dream. Me an 18 year old punk. Fucking this 40 something Hot blonde. She lay there moaning. Her blouse open. Her big tits out of her bra. I took her bare ankles and pushed them back. I looked at her sexy high heels for a moment. And then at the coach. He had his big dick out strokeing it over the trash can. As I was Fucking his wife. Mrs. Beasley picked up the phone and walked across the room. Where I could not here her. Mean while Misty was sitting outside Mr. Dudley's office. Karen the school secretary was behind her desk when the phone rang. *Hello...Yes she's here...You want me to tell her what?...Thats What I thought you said. * She hans up the phone and gives Misty a slow look from head to toe. Misty looked sexy in typical 80's fashion. Tight Jordasch jeans tucked neatley in to a pair of crunch boots and a pink Panima Jack tee shirt. *That was Mrs. Beasley. She's on her way. While you wait go a head and take your boots and jeans off.* *Ugh...Like Why?* *She has plans for you* She slips her boots off. She stands and sucks in her belly. And strips off her jeans. *Is this good enough?* *Not really Take every thing except your socks.* Before she could take anything else off. Mr. Dudley,Mrs. Beasley and coach Thomas walks in. Misty is escorted in to the office. Back in the teachers lounge I was still fucking Coach Thomas's wife. Trying to hold back from shooting my load as long as I could. She finally let out a loud moan. Her body shook as she climaxed. I went balls deep inside her and shot my load. I left it in. She pulled me down to her and kissed me. *We will be doing this again.* My spent cock falls out. *You better go on up to the office.* I put my shorts on and leave. As I walk in I see my girlfriends boots and jeans in the floor. I hear her moaning. Karen is standing at the door. Watching with a surprised look on her face. I walk over to her. Misty was on her back across the principals desk. Her white socked feet up in the air as Coach Thomas was fucking her. He pulled out and shot his load all over Misty's shirt. She then slapped him. *You son of a bitch!...Get me all most off and pull out!...And look at my shirt!* *Let me have her.* Mr. Dudley said. He is a big black man and all ready strippd down. His cock was huge. As he comes in to Misty's view. She sees his big dick and tries to run. He grabs her pushing her back on to the desk. *No!..No!...No!...Your to big!* He slaps her across the face. *Shut up you slut!* He puts the head in to her pussy and pushes it in. She squeeals out in pain as his cock stretches her tight pussy. He fucks her slow at first. And then getts faster. Her painfull squeeal turned in to a pleasureable moan. Cumming one orgasm after another. My dick was hard again watching my girlfriend being dominated by a black man was one hell of a turn on. I was strokeing my cock. Karen noticed me jerking off. She went down on me and sucked my cock., This day just getts better. Now I'm getting a blow job from a 24 year old blonde. I continued fucking her mouth and watching Mr.Dudley fuck my girlfriend. He finaly pulled out and shot a massive load that hit her across her glasses and across her face and all over her shirt. I shot my load down Karens Throat. She swallowed every drop. We all took a breath and collected our composure. Mrs. Beasley looks at us. *Both of you get dressed and ya'll go on home.* I help Misty back out to the lobby. She colects her clothes and goes to the rest room to wash her glasses off and freshen up. I gave her a ride home. We usually have sex every day after school. Before her mom getts home. But she was to sore and shot out today. Her pussy never felt the same. We would soon discover the pleasures of anal sex.