As they were passing the park. Sally made her own move. "Oh, I'm so thirsty," she said, "I wonder if there's a fountain in the park where I could get a drink."
"Sure," Thomas said, "there's bound to be one near the playground. I'm thirsty too – that gym was hellishly hot tonight." He pulled the car over, and the three of them climbed out.
"I think there's a fountain over there," Cindy shouted as they stumbled through the dark under some trees.
"Yes, the playground should be right over…" The man gasped and crashed to the ground. "Damn!" he moaned.
"Are you hurt?" Sally said with genuine concern as she stooped over him.
"I don't think so," he said. "Just a little stunned. I guess I tripped over a tree root." He took off his shoe and felt his ankle. "It's starting to swell. I guess I did strain it a little."
"Gosh, Coach, we're really sorry," Cindy said, trying to sound three times as sorry as she really was. How convenient, she was actually thinking. "It's all our fault for dragging you in here. Oh, you poor man – let me take a look at it." She ran her fingertips lightly over his ankle and foot. "Oh, it feels like it's swelling up. Gosh, we're so sorry." Then she leaned over and kissed his injured ankle.
Thomas laughed, but it sounded forced. "Don't carry on so – it's really nothing."
"Oh yes it is," Cindy pouted. "I know it must hurt, and it's all our fault. I wish there was something we could do to make it up to you." She quickly leaned over and kissed his ankle again, massaging his foot and leg at the same time. She waited for any resistance from him, but she couldn't detect any, so she continued. Here goes, she thought, taking a deep breath. She began kissing and licking his foot, then sucked his toes into her warm, wet mouth. Suddenly the coach sighed, falling back on the grass. Cindy's heart leapt. We've got him! she thought. Then she reached up and gingerly placed her hand over his groin. She gasped – his cock was jerking under the tent of his pants.
"Uh, I think we better be going," Thomas stammered, in a voice which said that he really wanted to stay.
I'll put that foolish notion out of your head, Sally thought, snuggling up to him and shoving her tongue down his throat. Thomas groaned, and responded. Sally felt her cunt tingle. Christ, a man! she thought, I'm French kissing a man! She licked out his mouth hungrily, darting her tongue against the back of his throat and drooling her saliva into his mouth.
Cindy, meanwhile, was unfastening the man's belt, and peeling off his pants. Her eyes were accustomed to the dark now, and she gasped at the huge white tent of his underwear. She licked her lips, and felt some juice trickle out of her pussy and dribble hotly down her inner thighs. Let's have a look at this monster, she thought, pulling down his briefs. It sprang out at her and throbbed in the moonlight. Oh, my God! she thought. It was at least eight inches long – maybe nine – and it was waving at her like a billy club.
She grabbed it in her two hands and sniffed it. It was pungent and sweaty, more potent than any boy-cock she'd smelled. Thomas was at least thirty, and by now his cock must have been up countless cunts. The thought of his cock being so experienced excited Cindy, and she went at it panting, licking hungrily up and down the shaft, and darting her tongue hard at the magic spot just under the meaty head. The spongy cockhead swelled, and the whole cock jerked wildly, sending gobs of his thick pre-cum out of the gaping piss-slit. As the juice rolled down the shaft, Cindy lapped it up. Then she opened her mouth wide and swallowed up the throbbing prick. Instantly she began sucking hard. She was starving for a taste of his salty cum.
Sally slipped down beside her and licked the man's balls. They were big and plump, and Sally could almost hear the cum bubbling inside them as they moved in response to her tongue.
"Christ, I can't believe this is happening!" Thomas gasped. "What in God's name is going on? This has to be a dream."
"Take off your shirt, Coach," Cindy said as she stripped off her own uniform. Sally followed her example, and when they were all naked, both girls jumped on the man.
Sally immediately took his hard smooth cock in her hand and caressed it up and down the length, then dragged her fingernails lightly over his balls. He moaned.
"You wanna fuck, Coach?" Sally said seductively, straddling his loins before he could answer, and positioning his vertical cock against her teen cunt.
"You wanna eat a little pussy. Coach?" Cindy said as she straddled his face.
Then, simultaneously, Sally sank down on the man's cock, and Cindy forced her gaping raw pussy into his mouth. Sally winced for a moment as she impaled her tight teen cunt on the man's monstrous cock. It was a bigger prick than she was used to. But soon she was riding him as if she couldn't get enough.
"Wheeee, wheeee, wheeee! Oh, Jesus, it's so big, so fucking big. I love it. Wheeee, this is real fucking. Whoopeeee!"
Thomas groaned, chewing into Cindy's voracious open pussy as she gyrated her loins and rubbed it in his face.
"Ooo, ooo, eat my pussy, suck my clit. Oh, Daddy, yes, yes, eat me, eat meeee!"
Sally lifted up high in the air, deliberately contracting her trained cunt muscles, then fucking down with all her weight. Again and again she lifted up and fucked down with all the skill of her talented pussy, and each time she felt the man's cock jerk harder. She was working hard, trying to bring it off. Suddenly it exploded in her cunt, and the warmth of his spurting jism flooded her loins. She whined with delight.
Thomas thrashed about, whining into Cindy's pussy, and chewing hard on her quivering clit. The sensations were mounting in Cindy's loins as he stimulated her. She squirmed and moaned. She could feel herself about to come. Suddenly she whined, spraying her orgasmic juices all over his face. The hot thrills wormed through her loins, and her whole body tingled.
Sally continued riding the man's monstrous, spurting cock, trying to bring herself off. She pinched her nipples and frigged her clit. The pleasure was mounting. Just a few more fucks. Suddenly her cunt contracted spastically, and she showered her own load of cunt juice over the man's balls. Up and down she rode, milking the beautiful sensations out of her loins, and sucking every last drop of jism from Thomas' rigid rod.
As soon as Sally dismounted, Cindy took her place, swallowing the man's still-hard cock up her cunt to the hilt. She wanted a taste of cock too – it didn't matter that she had just climaxed. She cooed as it sank into her. It was still slimy with Sally's pussyjuice, and that made the act that much more exciting. She loved the thought of Sally's juice mingling with her own deep in her cunt. She suddenly had a unique idea, and she smiled to herself – she was going to show the coach something he'd never seen before. She braced herself with her hands and feet, and she began rotating on his cock, screwing her entire body over it like a wheel on an axle, completing one rotation before resting.
The coach gasped. "Christ, I don't believe it. I've never seen anything like it. What a cunt! What an imagination! I can't believe you're only a kid. Oh, yeah, that feels super, just super!"
Cindy was rotating her impaled cunt on his steel-hard cock again, only this time faster. She completed another rotation, and then another, and then another, increasing her speed each time around. The coach's eyes bugged out of his head as she twirled on his cock. Even Sally could hardly believe her eyes.
"Spin, baby, spin," Sally shouted, giggling, and urging her best friend on.
Cindy had never felt a cock moving inside her quite like this before. Her cunt walls were being tugged at and polished in a totally new way. Unique thrills wormed up her crotch as she corkscrewed up and down on his hot, rock-hard pole. Around and around she went, and up and down. Her pleasure mounted, coiling in her like a snake about to strike. It didn't take long – suddenly the wild spasms hit.