To Bask In Breastford Chapter 17

To Bask In Breastford by bustyalix

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Brittany's bra was lying on the ground, next to Brooke's. The girls had draped their clothing over the small benches in the girls' locker room, but because of the sheer cup size of their bras and the weight they exerted it was difficult for their 36DD boulder-holders to stay draped across. They had opted to take to the ground, where they would have more freedom.

The girls stood in separate stalls rinsing down, as if trying to wash their troubles away. A tiled, concrete wall separated them from each other, but the glass doors at the head of each stall offered little privacy.

Brooke's boobs bounced with vigor as she repeatedly reached up to adjust the shower head. When she got it just right, her huge rack jiggled still and she sighed as drop after drop of cool, fresh water splashed atop her smooth skin.

In the next stall Brittany gasped as her own DD's received the same treatment. She sighed as rain poured over her busty mountains and trickled down into the deep valley of her cleavage.

Both busty babes were quiet as they watered their big, juicy melons - - but it wasn't long before one of them broke the silence.

"That was disgusting,” Brooke said.

"Unbearable,” Brittany answered, trying to speak over the sound of the splashing water.

"I mean, did you see what he tried to do at the end?"

"Yeah, yeah I know,” Brittany answered.

Brooke could sense the hesitation in her voice.

"Are you ok?" she asked her friend.

"Yeah, yeah - - it's just - - I didn't think things could get much worse, you know?"

Brooke paused for a moment before answering again.

"He's a pig,” she said, finally.

Silence fell over them. It was as palpable as the cold water rushed down their bodies and made their nipples hard with excitement. For a while, the only sounds in the locker room were the sounds of running water and four glorious boobs bouncing beneath it as they splashed around playfully.

"He fucked our legs - - " Brittany said as she ran her hand up and down a smooth, wet thigh.

"Don't remind me,” Brooke said, unenthusiastically.

"He's a pig,” she added.

"Or a dog, more like,” Brittany responded.

There was a quick silence, and then both girls burst with laughter. Their giggles were louder than the sound of the cool water splashing down atop their mountainous breasts. But unlike the water, their giggling soon died down.

When it was over, Brooke spoke up with hesitation.

"Did you, umm, did you see the way he - - the way he lifted us up off the floor?"

Brittany halted her shower for a moment. She knew, exactly, the moment Brooke was speaking of. It had been on her mind, as it no doubt had been on Brooke's.

"Yeah," Brittany answered, as casually as she could, “Yeah I saw - - um, I could feel that."

"Yeah,” Brooke said, “He's pretty strong, isn't he?"

"Yeah - - " Brooke said, closing her eyes as she got lost in thought, “Very strong - - "

It was a second or two before the silence woke Brittany up and she realized she had drifted into a deep thought.

"I mean, either that or he must have really wanted it,” she quickly added.

"Yeah,” Brooke said, “You're right."

Brittany heard her busty friend's shower come to an end as she turned it off. She soon followed suit and turned hers off as well. When she heard Brooke's door swing open, she opened hers and stepped out of the shower at the same time as her busty friend.

The two busty babes stepped out of the shower and were immediately hit by a cool, refreshing sensation as their smooth legs came into view. They were naked for only a moment, their huge jugs could be seen in all their glory before they were covered by thick, white towels. They wrapped the towels around their slim waists and dried off as best they could, patting their huge boobs lightly with their warm towels.

They walked over to their lockers, where they bent down to reach for their clothes.

Brooke's towel was the first to drop, and her full, naked body came into view. Her smooth legs travelled up to her tiny waist and flat stomach, and just like an hourglass her upper portion heaved as explosively as the bottom half. Her massive rack swelled proudly atop her chest without sag or any sign of age, and it jiggled with a giddiness she continuously gave off (being a teenager), but rarely displayed.

Brittany's towel dropped next. Her body curved with the same explosive power Brooke's gave off - - in all the right places. It generated a heat that complimented her busty friend nicely, with its smooth, slender legs and curvy figure. Her chest heaved with a power that rivaled Brooke's, but with a younger, more youthful and innocent bounce. When her boobs jiggled, it was with a force she could not control, but her nipples were a dead give-away that she was oh-so ready. They were just as suckable and piercing as her friend's.

"Still haven't thought of anything?" Brittany asked.

Brooke had finished drying, and had already begun to dress. She pulled her shorts up her long slender legs, and then started the tedious task of clothing her chest.

"No,” she said. Her voice was muffled by the fabric of her gray shirt.

Brittany sighed as she, too, started to dress.

"I told him we wouldn't be back,” she said.

"Yeah," Brooke responded, “You'll have to deal with that."

Brittany shot her a sad, disapproving look before her own face was covered by a school-issued article of clothing.

When they were finished, the girls began fixing their hair and stretching their shirts out over their mountainous racks as best they could, the word "Breastford" stretched across their chests obscenely in dark blue letters. They said nothing as they continued by fixing their hair.

The silence went on until they were done dressing completely. They both walked towards the door and exited. Once they were out of the gym, out of the school, and well on their way home Brittany decided to speak up.

"What do I tell my mom?" she asked.

Brooke paused before answering.

"The same thing you told her last time,” she said.

"Practice?" Brittany asked.

"Practice,” Brooke confirmed.

The rest of the walk home went on, uneventfully.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Coach Steven Blue awoke to the sound of the phone ringing the next morning. The previous night had been a bad one. The busty duo of Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust had left him hard as a rock with their talk and tease of a double-tit-fuck. That, coupled with the fact that he had taken a large dose of Paula's concoction prior to their playtime, had ensured his boner was still alive when he and his wife got home. He had tried every excuse in the game: headache, drowsiness, not in the mood, but none of them held water against the tent he was pitching under their bed sheets.

Laura could sense that he was wide awake as well, because he was. Unbeknownst to her, however, was the StaminaX he had been taking on the side to withstand his nightly rendezvous with the busty blonde teens Brooke and Brittany - - and their massive hooters.

No matter how hard he tried, Coach Blue could not deny that he was a new man whenever he took that blue concoction down the hatch. It was a miracle drink, it provided stamina, energy, and everything else he needed to become the sex machine he now was.

But last night it had backfired. With no defense holding water against his horrendous wife he had had to make it as quick as he could. He was hoping it would last as short as fifteen minutes, but the potency of the blue liquid had almost squeezed an hour out of him. He had finally managed to blow a load on Laura's lower back after ramming into her from behind (he couldn't stand seeing her saggy breasts and ugly face staring back at him). With his wife not hindering his thoughts, it was much easier to think back to the big-titted duo and force his load.

He'd gotten a good night's rest though. Upon waking up he had feared that his morning erection would betray him once again, but the phone ringing provided a modest means of escape.

He rolled over and answered the phone.

"Hello?" he said, drowsily.

"Steven?" said a voice on the other end, “This is Paula. Good morning!"

"Oh, Paula." He said, immediately sitting up with intent, “Good morning."

Laura turned over and listened in on her husband's conversation as she awoke.

"Good morning,” Paula said again, “Listen, I was wondering if you might spare me some time today." There was a slight pause as Paula hesitated. But before long, she spoke up again. "I want to offer you sweet relief from that horrendous wife of yours - - " she said seductively, “ - - and give you a real woman's touch."

Coach Blue's eyes lit up with excitement. Laura was now straining her ears and doing her best not to make a sound that she might hear the conversation, but it proved no use.

"Absolutely!" Coach Blue said. He turned his head and directed the receiver a little farther from his wife, “I'd like to give you a touch - - "

Laura could now only catch small fragments of speech draped in a hush tone.

"I'll be there as soon as I can - - " Coach Blue was saying. He paused and gazed over at his gym bag and the sports bottle that was jutting from it, “Just let me have my morning drink first."

When her husband hung up the phone, he looked and sounded fully awake. The conversation had lasted only a minute, but it looked as though Coach Blue were a new man.

"Paula?" Laura asked.

"Hmmm?" Coach Blue responded, trying to stall as he thought of what to say, “Oh, yes. She needs to go over some new methods with me."

Laura gazed at her husband as he stepped off the bed and began to dress. She tilted her head to the side and rested it on her hand, which stayed propped on the bed at an angle.

"Is that all?" she asked of him.

Coach Blue did not look at her as he spoke.

"Yeah, well, you know - - " he said, “It's just always good to get a second opinion. You know us teachers."

"I know,” Laura said, “How long is this going to take?"

"Don't know,” Coach Blue said, as he threw a shirt up and over his head, “Could be a few hours."

"Hours?" Laura replied, shocked.

"Yeah, well, I don't know, honey. One, two, maybe a few? At least. We may even need to spread this out over several days."

"Days?" Laura exclaimed, “I don't like this, Steven. I don't like you being over there and I especially don't like you being there with - - her."

"Aww, honey,” Coach Blue coaxed, “Give me a break. I'm trying to do my best here. I've got a job to do and I intend to do it, alright?"

"Why can't I come with?" Laura asked.

"Honey," Coach Blue said, “You're not an educator. You wouldn't understand, and plus, we can't exactly discuss school policy and practices with, well - - you understand."

"Fine,” Laura said, “Fair enough. But you call me, okay? I want to know what you're up to."

"What am I, ten years old?" Coach Blue responded, “I gotta check in with you all the time?"

"Just call me,” Laura said.

"No,” Coach Blue responded, “You call if you want, but I'm not gonna stop what I'm doing just because Laura says so."

"Okay, fine,” Laura said, “I'll call if I get worried."

"Yeah," Coach Blue said as he finally finished getting dressed. He took a few steps and opened the door, “Yeah, you'll call."

Laura watched him open the door and walk out, but to her surprise he came back.

"I need a little refreshment." The coach said as he picked up his gym bag and took a long swig from his sports bottle.

Laura did not have a chance to say anything as he stepped out the door and made his way out of their house.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Paula breathed deep as Coach Blue stuck his tongue into her mouth. He had approached her with a confidence she had never seen him exhibit, and even now his actions were proving bold.

The two of them were sitting on the couch in her dimly lit living room. Although it was only morning, the sun was barely shining through the curtains as they caressed each other's mouths and faces.

She leaned back and bent over the armrest as Coach Blue leaned into her with force. He was really attacking her, and she decided that this was not necessarily a bad thing. She reached down between their bodies and made a beeline for his crotch. Her hand lightly gripped the bulge in his pants, and she began to caress it lightly.

Coach Blue reached up and placed a hand on one of Paula's large breasts. He had to squeeze and knead it through the fabrics of her work jacket and blouse, but he didn't mind. He squeezed the bulbous melon with enthusiasm and vigor, causing Paula to moan into his mouth.

The two of them stopped kissing and started to catch their breaths. Paula continued to massage his bulge through his pants, while Coach Blue took to unbuttoning her jacket and blouse.

"I never thought I'd get to see these babies again." He said as he pulled Paula's blouse and jacket apart.

He reached in and began to knead her tits through her bra. Paula arched her back at the touch, pushing her tits further into his grip.

"Will Natalie be joining us today?" Coach Blue asked.

Paula opened her eyes and went into thought. That was a rather bold thing to say at this moment, especially for Steven Blue.

"No, no she won't be,” Paula said.

Coach Blue shrugged.

"Then these milk jugs are all mine - - " he said as he began to dive in to Paula's enormous rack.

He was interrupted, however, by the sound of the phone ringing.

"Of course - - " he said, as took his hands off Paula's gorgeous body and pulled away.

"I'm sorry - - " Paula apologized as she gathered her bearings.

"It's no problem,” Coach Blue responded, “The telephone has not been my best friend lately."

"This will just take a second - - " Paula said as she turned to answer the phone. "Yes?' she said, “Mhmmm - - mhmmm - - no, no, not at all - - of course - - you're kidding - - "

Coach Blue listened and waited as patiently as he could. He hoped this wouldn't take much longer. He'd taken an unusually large dose of Paula's potion this morning, and his hard-on was raging with a vengeance.

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can,” Paula said, “Bye."

And with that she hung up the phone.

"Something wrong?" Coach Blue asked.

"No, no,” Paula said, “I've just got to go to the office for a bit. Can we postpone this little meeting?"

Coach Blue's heart sank. But he quickly picked it back up when he realized that this afforded him an opportunity to restock on a certain - - chemical.

"That's alright." He said, “I'd be more than happy to continue this some other time."

"Wonderful,” Paula said.

She stood up, as did the coach, and the two of them made their way to the front door. Upon opening it Paula saw her daughter, Gretchen, approaching them from the driveway.

"Gretchen, dear,” Paula said, “Back so soon?"

"Yeah," Gretchen said as she walked toward the front door, “Nina only wanted some company for a little bit."

Coach Blue perked up as he heard Nina's name mentioned, and he stepped out beside Paula to let Gretchen know that he was here. As soon as she saw him, Gretchen's eyes lit up, and she became like a whole new person.

"Gretchen, be a dear and show Coach Blue home. I've got to run to the office."

Gretchen stared at Coach Blue with adventurous eyes as her mother walked to her car.

"No problem, mother,” she said, twirling her fingers through her hair as she stared at her coach.

"I'll be back in a few hours,” Paula said as she stepped into the car and started it, “Treat him with kindness. And be courteous!"

She shouted this last part through the window as she began to pull out.

"Okay, mom!" Gretchen shouted as her mother pulled out of the driveway and out of earshot. She began walking toward Coach Blue at the front door, slowly, twirling her fingers through her hair and staring at him with wanting eyes the entire time.

"I plan on being very kind to him - - " Gretchen said as she stepped closer to Coach Blue, “I also plan on being very kind to his big, hard, throbbing cock - - "

Coach Blue was taken aback by Gretchen as she stalked him like a tiger stalks its prey. He awkwardly stepped back as Gretchen came up on him. She pushed him backwards, and back into the house. She then turned around and closed the door, locking it as she did so.

When she turned back, Coach Blue was face to face with the busty teenage vixen and her generous D cups.

"Won't you please come in?" she said.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Mhmmmmmmm - - mmm! MMM!" Gretchen moaned around Coach Blue's cock.

She could feel every inch of it throbbing, especially the head, as it tickled the back of her throat. She rewarded each and every throb of his manly girth with a powerful suction from her moist lips, making him throb even more.

Coach Blue was lying back in her bed, relaxed as could be. It was amazing. Gretchen was a beautiful bombshell of a babe, but if she wanted to make him cum she was going to have to blow him for hours on end. And he would love every minute of it.

Gretchen pulled his dick from her mouth and released it from her lips tenderly, making sure to run her lips around the tip as she did so. She caressed his throbbing rod lovingly as she held it next to her face, as though it were a friend she hadn't seen in a very, very long time. As it nestled and throbbed against her cheek, she turned her head and began to kiss it even more tenderly. She smothered it in gentle, girly kisses, making sexual noises and moans as she did so.

"Uhh - - " she moaned between kisses, “Oh - - uhhhh! Uhhh!'

"Whoa - - " Coach Blue moaned.

Gretchen looked up at him as she smoothed his dick out with her lips, running them along his length.

"You like that?" she asked.

"Yeah - - " Coach Blue moaned in ecstasy.

"Then you'll love this - - " Gretchen said.

She then let his dick fall back and put her hands on the bed on either side of his body. She brought her fully-clothed chest up as she stood tall on her knees and lowered it so that it collided with Coach Blue's laying cock.

Coach Blue moaned as he felt the fabric of Gretchen's multi-colored shirt rubbing against his shaft. It was a soft, silky, and inviting fabric - - and it was somewhat kinky.

Gretchen began to buck back and forth over him, running her chest up and down the length of his rod. Coach Blue's dick found its way to the middle of her rack and made an indention between her massive tits, pressing into her shirt and nestling into her cleavage. Gretchen could feel it throbbing as her boobs slid up and down it.

"Yeah?" Gretchen said, “You like that?"

"Mmmm - - " Coach Blue moaned.

Gretchen now brought her hand down the bottom of her shirt, almost to her waist, where she gripped it and began to raise it against her body. She gave it a quick yank and soon Coach Blue felt his dick meet with the material of her bra as she pulled the shirt up and over her expansive chest.

Coach Blue looked down at her and saw her bra-clad beauties rubbing against his crotch as her shirt stayed bunched around her neck.

Gretchen shook her tits from side to side, batting his cock with her bra-clad bosom. Precum leaked out of the tip and soaked into her bra, she could smell the musty aroma of a man as his cock slid against her bra.

"That feels so good - - " Coach Blue said.

Gretchen smiled briefly, but it didn't last long as she now had a serious look on her face. She reached behind herself and began fiddling with her bra. Soon the unmistakable snap of a bra coming loose filled Coach Blue's ears, and he saw the straps of Gretchen's 36D bra come loose over her shoulders.

Gretchen quickly wreathed her way out of the bra, and soon the cups fell forward on to Coach Blue's aching prick. She then moved the bra out of the way, and exposed her fully nude breasts to her coach in all their naked glory.

Coach Blue licked his lips as he stared at Gretchen's massive beauties. He could hardly contain himself as she took his cock back into her hands and guided it into her cleavage.

Slowly, her boobs wrapped around his cock, and he could feel her smooth flesh caressing him as she made herself comfortable. When she was ready, she began bouncing her boobs up and down with his cock wedged between them, jerking him off with those massive tits.

He moaned as Gretchen tit-fucked him with her big knockers. She was looking up at him as often as she could, the sensation of having his dick between her breasts was proving too much for her, it seemed. Her concentration was torn between looking at him and thrusting her head up in ecstasy and moaning.

She could feel his hard shaft pulsing against her flesh as it slid against her chest plate and through her cleavage. She squeezed her boobs around him harder, creating a tight tit-sheath for him to slide his big sword into.

Coach Blue bucked his hips in timing with Gretchen's bouncing hooters. The motion increased the feeling of the tit-fuck, and it also increased the pace. Soon, precum was leaking out the tip of his cock and drizzling down into Gretchen's beautiful cleavage. She didn't seem to care as her beautiful knockers got fucked.

In spite of the enjoyment her face was exhibiting, after a while Gretchen stopped bouncing. She let go of her big breasts and let them fall apart, Coach Blue's dick falling out from between them.

Coach Blue was a bit disappointed at first, but when he saw Gretchen stand and start unzipping her pants his excitement returned. He watched Gretchen rid herself of her jeans and strip down to a bright, multi-colored pink and orange thong. It looked like something a teenage girl would wear - -

Gretchen bent as she slid the thong down her smooth, slender legs. As she stepped out of it she threw her head up quickly, and flicked her hair back. Coach Blue's eyes were on her full, naked body as she stood straight in front of him.

"You like?" she asked of him.

"I do!" Coach Blue said, nodding excitedly.

Gretchen smiled as loomed over him on the bed. She swung one leg over his body and straddled him, cowgirl style. She slowly guided her clit over the tip of his cock.

Coach Blue watched as she took hold of his cock and led it into her tight slit. A sharp chill went through his body, and he instinctively arched his back as he entered her warm confines.

Gretchen closed her eyes and tilted her head towards Heaven. She moaned as she found it difficult to take his full length into her, but with much effort she was able to make herself comfortable on him.

Coach Blue was lost as Gretchen slowly raised up on his cock, and he became even more lost when she pounded back down. She was the tightest he had ever felt, her walls enclosed around him even tighter than her tits had, and that was saying something.

She hadn't missed a beat as she continued to ride him like a horse. Her rhythm was astounding for a girl her age, and she knew the exact pace in which he wanted it. She placed her hands behind her on his legs and arched her back, pushing her chest out and offering it to Coach Blue as she bounced up and down on top of him.

Coach Blue stared up at her big, bouncing tits and was unable to see her face. He was also unable to resist, and so he reached up to grab, squeeze, and fondle those bouncing fun-bags. His dick grew even harder upon touching them, causing Gretchen to yelp in surprise. She moaned and moaned as she pushed her coach's cock into her deeper.

Soon her pace increased, and the sound of slapping flesh could be heard echoing out of her bedroom and down the hall.

Coach Blue took his eyes off her chest and looked behind her to the mirror, where he saw her buns slapping up and down with her riding. He turned his attention back to her rack and kneaded it in his hands roughly.

Gretchen was dripping with juices as she rode the coach's hard cock. The moisture seeped out of her and drowned it, making it slick and shiny.

Coach Blue loved how wet he was making her. He was loving how tight she was, and good she was at fucking. It was hard to believe this busty young teenage girl had the bedroom skills she showed, but here they were right in front of him.

He bounced on the bed in rhythm with Gretchen's bouncing, and she began bucking her hips on him in unison. Coach Blue could feel her grinding down on him, and that fuelled a tantrum for his dick. He started to go all out as the busty girl fucked him.

Gretchen didn't have time to react as Coach Blue started jack hammering his dick up into her, forcing it deeper into her body.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as Coach Blue fucked her.

She had stopped riding him altogether, and Coach Blue didn't care as he penetrated her with his hard piece.

The slapping sounds grew more rapid as he shoved his dick further into her repeatedly. Gretchen offered no fight as her coach took what was his - -

"Ohhhh fuck!" She moaned. Liquid began pouring out of her as Coach Blue slowed his movements. She felt both drained and exhilarated at the same time, and the tight sheath she had on her coach now turned into a smooth and longing caress.

Coach Blue relaxed on the bed as Gretchen collapsed next to him. He turned to her and the two engaged in a passionate kiss, filled with each other tongues.

As they made out, Coach Blue wriggled his way over her. He positioned himself on top her missionary style and reached down to his crotch. He grabbed hold of his dick and guided the tip to her tight slit, where he began forcing it back into her.

Gretchen had grown tighter as he penetrated her once more. The walls of her pussy gave him both relaxation and stress as they closed around him, coaxing him to buck his hips. The bed immediately began shaking back and forth as Coach Blue thrust himself into his busty student, fucking her.

Gretchen was breathing deep as she looked at the man who was fucking her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him to and fro, guiding him as though he were a tool. But she soon realized that Coach Blue needed little guidance as he slammed his cock into her at just the right time. She arched her back and moaned as Coach Blue took her to the promise land.

Coach Blue looked as though he were having trouble containing himself as he strained to hold his load. Gretchen's tight slit wasn't making it any easier on him, and he knew that it wouldn't be much longer. He stared down at Gretchen's hooters below him and reached out to squeeze them, steadying himself in the process. Gretchen locked eyes with him as he fondled her big melons, bouncing in time with his thrusting.

He now wriggled over her body, his hips began to spasm as he fucked the busty teen's brains out. Gretchen now let her voice go and she screamed in pleasure as Coach Blue loomed over her, his glistening muscles and toned body - -

"YES! YES! YES!" she screamed.

Coach Blue moaned with exhaustion as he quickly pulled out from Gretchen's warm insides. He took hold of his dick and began stroking it as he wiggled up her body and straddled her chest. Gretchen didn't even have time to grab her breasts before Coach Blue began shooting all over them. She opened her mouth like a target, and Coach Blue aimed for it - - and hit it.

He stroked his cock over the busty girl until her face, neck, and tits were covered in his seed. When the bulk of it had been shot out he let his cock fall and rest on her big breasts, rubbing what little was left into her nipples.

He was breathing heavy as his cock throbbed against her chest. He then collapsed down next to her, and the two rested briefly before starting the next round.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

True to their word, Brooke and Brittany had not come back to him. For the next few days he didn't seem to mind, he was getting some on a regular basis with Gretchen. But as always, he grew bored of her real-world assets and began to pine for the extraordinary and succulent pieces of Breastford he had grown so accustomed to. Watching a gym full of busty, young girls bounce around for him every day was doing little to satisfy him, and after just a few days of feasting on Gretchen's humble D's he was ready for some real meat.

On this particular day the gym seemed to be moving slower than usual. At first he had difficulty finding the duo, but after a few moments he spotted them and their nutritious-looking milk jugs not ten feet away. He hastily made his way over to them, his mouth watering as he could already taste them. His body ached for the calcium those things could give him, not to mention the soft, bouncy pleasure - -

"OWW!" Coach Blue yelled.

He had felt his erection press into something. As he had not noticed that someone had stepped in front of him, he had hit this person in the abs at full force - - with his bulge. He immediately stepped back and tried to recover from the pain, taking in the sight of whoever had stopped him in the process.

It was a girl, a red-headed girl. He immediately glanced at her chest, saw that her breasts paled in comparison to Brittany's and Brooke's, and directed his attention back to the duo.

"Coach Blue?" the girl said, “I need to talk with you."

"In a minute, uhhh - - err - - "

He tried to play off the fact that he couldn't remember her name, while simultaneously trying to get rid of her.

"It's Mary,” she said, “Mammaries?"

"Oh right, right,” Coach Blue said.

He looked over the girl's red hair to view Brittany right after taking a jump shot. Her big boobs bounced up and down - - jiggling with a youth and vigor that said she was still a teen.

"Do you have a minute?" Mary asked.

"Uhh - - "

Coach Blue paused. Brooke had walked over to Brittany and congratulated her. She had bounced her own huge boobs deliberately and now the two seemed to be comparing breasts, apparently engaged in some sort of tit-war.

"Listen, Mindy - - " Coach Blue said.

"Mary!" the girl repeated, getting frustrated.

"Right - - " Coach Blue said.

Brittany and Brooke were now pressing their tits against each other, groping each other's gorgeous buns as they did so. Their boobs bounced around and collided as they danced and jiggled gracefully atop their generous chests. They rubbed, and rubbed - - and rubbed - -

"Yeah, listen, Mary,” Coach Blue said, his attention divided, “I've got pressing matters to attend to."

He paused as all four of their DD's pressed into one another and ballooned out, big and bulging - -

"BIG - - pressing matters - - " he added, trailing off.

After a while, he remembered he was still in a conversation.

"Why don't you come by my office later?"

He drifted out yet again as the busty duo turned their heads, and their attention, directly towards him. Brooke blew him a playful kiss, then she reached between her and her busty friend with her right arm, it disappeared from sight. Coach Blue watched, awestruck, as Brooke thrust her entire arm up between her and Brittany's huge racks. Her hand penetrated the double cleavage as she pushed her forearm through, which was soon enveloped by their soft fuck pillows.

Coach Blue's jaw dropped as he watched Brooke shove her arm through their tits repeatedly, simulating a double tit-fuck. Their big boobs bulged against her skinny limb while she fucked their big tits with it.

She paused for a moment, letting their big boobs slide down the length of her petite limb as she shoved it all the way through. Brittany stuck out her tongue and licked one of Brooke's fingers as her massive tits jiggled against her arm. She sucked on the finger briefly before letting it go with a pop and blowing Coach Blue a kiss.

"I just wanted to say that - - " Mary said.

But Coach Blue paid her no heed as he stared at the awesome sight before him. Brooke now waved to him with her hand, which was nestled nicely above their big tits. Both girls began blowing him kisses, and gesturing him to join.

"I gotta go!" Coach Blue said, cutting Mary off.

"Hmmmph,” Mary said, before storming off.

The eager coach hadn't even seen which direction she left in as he hastily made his way to Brittany and Brooke. His cock was throbbing inside his shorts, and it was making it uncomfortable for him to walk. When he finally got to the two girls, he stepped behind Brooke and pressed his crotch up against her gorgeous ass. He reached around and fondled Brittany's buns as he lightly and continuously humped Brooke from behind, watching their awesome boobs bounce into each other as he did so.

"Oh fuck - - " Coach Blue said as he stared at Brooke's arm penetrating their DD cleavages, “I gotta have you babes, right now!"

He could feel Brooke's tight buns trying to envelope his bulge, the fabric of her shorts provided a rough but arousing obstacle for his manhood. Brooke turned her head to look at her coach, her arm still buried between her and Brittany's big tits.

"You want these big breasts?" she asked of him.

Coach Blue only nodded as she said it, he felt his eyes begin to water.

"Well - - " Brooke whispered into his ear lovingly.

"Too bad,” Brittany said to him.

He felt Brittany's hand maneuver its way to his chest, where it briefly danced around on him before pushing him away.

Coach Blue didn't have time to think as he felt the soft flesh of Brooke's beautiful butt leave his crotch entirely, an act which really disappointed him.

"Hey!" he scolded.

He stepped forward, attempting to press into Brooke once again, but the busty blonde turned around and held her arm out to him.

"Down, boy,” she said, her arm creating a barrier between him and her.

"What - - “Coach Blue responded, befuddled.

"We spoke with our moms,” Brooke said, “They have after school activities planned for us for the remainder of the year. Well - - the majority anyway."

Coach Blue didn't know what she was getting at.

"What does that have to do - - “

"That means no more late practices!" Brittany said with a smile, “With you - - "

Coach Blue looked from the busty blonde to her friend, still unsure of what they were telling him.

"No more practices,” Brooke said, with a serious tone.

It finally dawned on Coach Blue. Their mothers expected them to be home by a certain time. That meant that the fun for him was over.

At first, he began to breathe heavy. The girls looked on at him, waiting for him to panic. But much to their dismay, the coach calmed down and began to think rationally.

"You honestly think that'll keep us apart?" he said to Brooke, “They can't hold you forever."

"No," Brooke said, “They can't. But it will give me enough time to think of something. And believe me, I will."

Coach Blue turned to Brittany, who then gave her head a slight tilt to show that she was backing her friend.

"All I'd have to do is talk to them about it. I'll explain to them that you need your practice, and then we can work out some type of schedule."

"And by then I would have thought of something else,” Brooke said, with a smile, “But you can talk with them."

She and Brittany now had serious looks on their faces.

"If you can talk with them - - " Brittany added.

She and Brooke then turned and began making their way across the gym, just as the bell was ringing. The gym soon filled with the sound of dozens of busty teenage girls filing out.

"You! You don't - - “ Coach Blue called after them. "I don't have to - - “

It was no use. He couldn't think of anything else to say, nor would there be any point. He had no say over what Barbara Biguns and Beth Bust wanted their daughters to do. From what he had heard, Barbara and Beth were both avid members of the Cantaloupe Committee. This meant he had little to no say over Brittany and Brooke as students, or youths of the community in general.

Infuriated and red-faced, he stormed off to his office and slammed the door.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"WHAT!" he yelled at the knocking door.

"Coach Blue? It's me, Mary. Can I come in?"

Trying to calm down, the infuriated coach ran a hand over his forehead.

"Oh - - " he said, “Oh, Mary. I'm sorry, now's not a good time."

"But you said I could come by after class and talk with you about - - “

"Oh, right, right, right - - " Coach Blue said, as he collapsed behind his desk, “I remember. Come in."

The door opened, and Mary Mammaries slowly stepped inside.

Coach Blue immediately perked up in his chair. The modest red-head was much hotter than he remembered. She wore the same outfit all the other girls wore: her school issued gym clothing. But Mary had somehow made the outfit her own. The tiny blue shorts clung to her lower body like glue, and they accentuated her nice, round buns. Up top her gray shirt was hugging her chest, and not letting go. Her boobs were much bigger than Coach Blue remembered. They also looked firmer and had a rounder shape than he remembered. This was not the average-looking red haired girl he had overlooked several times in his gym.

Mary walked over to his desk, like a model on a runway. She abruptly placed her hands on the edge and propped her upper body up on them. This caused her tits to bulge into the confines of her shirt, ballooning out as if being offered to Coach Blue.

His eyes were glued to her now huge sweater meats, flaring in and out into her blouse as she breathed. They looked as though they were motioning him to come, or at the very least putting on a show for him. As he sat there watching the busty red-head's rack bulge in and out at him, he began to realize why she looked so different. He had always been accustomed to seeing Mary surrounded by the other girls, but not by herself. She did have a partner, but like her she was not the eye-candy one would expect from a girl in Breastford. Great things came in pairs, and the busty duo made it difficult for any girl to have her pair noticed. They overshadowed most of the other girls, especially if those girls did not have a busty counterpart like Brooke had Brittany and vice versa.

But now that he was viewing Mary all alone in his office, he realized that she was every bit the knockout that Brooke was. Her legs were smooth and slender, her buns nice and round, her tits big and youthful, and she had the angelic face only a young teen could possess. Perhaps the only difference they had in build was that Mary was a bit shorter, not by much, but the height difference did wonders for her already huge rack.

"Let's talk business,” she said, looking at Coach Blue with intent.

"Uhh - - sure,” Coach Blue said to her rack.

Mary did not waste a second in responding.

"I want to be on your first team,” she said.

Reluctantly, Coach Blue shook the sight of her hooters out of his face. He looked up at her and jumped back into the conversation.

"And you think you have the skill for that?"

Mary looked at her coach with a small and ominous smile on her face. She relaxed her posture and collapsed on to the chair in front of his desk, slowly.

"You need a fifth member, and I'm as good a candidate as any,” she said.

"Look, Mary - - " Coach Blue began.

"Call me Meredith,” she interrupted.

"Alright,” Coach Blue said, “Meredith. Girls come up to me all the time with this very same proposal. What do you have to offer that they don't?"

Meredith leaned back in her seat as she brought one leg up and crossed it over the other, her eyes fixated on Coach Blue.

"I'll do anything - - " she said.

"Anything?" Coach Blue repeated.

The busty red-head nodded. Coach Blue's breathing was getting faster. He felt as though he was right in the middle of a scene, and they were reading straight from a script.

"What - - uh - - “

"I can see why you'd put Nina on the team,” Meredith said, “But Gretchen? Come on, now."

Coach Blue was having trouble as Meredith continued to speak.

"But I'm willing to do whatever it takes,” she said, “And more - - "

The distraught coach didn't need to hear any more. He swiftly got up from his chair and walked around his desk to where the red-head sat, her legs still crossed. Her eyes followed him until he was standing right next to her, his bulging crotch level with her face.

She didn't bat her eyes once as Coach Blue began pulling down his shorts and underwear. His hard cock sprang free not one inch from Meredith's face. Her green eyes filled with the sight of his mushroom-like head, and she instinctively knew what to do. She reached up and immediately grasped the organ in her right hand. She stroked it lightly in her fingertips.

Coach Blue gasped as the busty red-head manoeuvred her hand around the tip of his cock, stopping only to grip and jerk it every so often. Meredith now began stroking it faster, while making wanting faces and staring up at him. He had to take his eyes off the erotic faces she was making in order to keep from giving her a new face, which he intended to do later on.

Meredith's hand was soft and smooth, it wrapped around him so easily, and he was able to slide through her grasp even easier. She leaned forward and brought her lips to the tip. With the sexiest look she could muster, she kissed the tip of his cock eagerly.

Coach Blue wanted to cum right then and there, but he had much more things he wanted to do first.

"Suck on it - - " he instructed.

"What?" Meredith said.

"Put it in your mouth and suck on it,” Coach Blue reiterated.

"Wh-why?" Meredith asked, now feeling distraught.

Coach Blue reached around her red head and began pulling her towards him, trying to shove his cock into her mouth.

"Pttt! Stop!" Meredith said as his tip brushed her lips, “What are you doing?"

"You said you would do whatever it takes,” Coach Blue said, trying to play this off as helpful instruction from her basketball coach.

"Well, yeah but - - this?"

"Oh yeah - - " Coach Blue said.

He let out a moan as Meredith now caved and let his cock enter her mouth. Her warm breath surrounded his throbbing head and made him lust for more.

The busty teen awkwardly worked her tongue around the tip while his shaft snaked its way in. She had that look of mock surprise frozen on her face. Her eyes became like darting missiles following the long, hard shaft as it disappeared into her mouth.

Coach Blue could tell this was her first time. Not only was she a bit slow on the uptake, but the look in her eyes was a dead giveaway. Either way, he could not argue that this was exactly what he needed. In his mind, there was no such thing as a bad blowjob.

Meredith tried to stifle a cough as the tip of her coach's cock tickled the back of her throat. It had gone in deeper than she thought it would. She now realized that her pert lips were nearly touching the rest of him. She looked up at Coach Blue to see that his head was thrust upward as he enjoyed the sensation of her mouth on his cock.

Coach Blue now reached down and placed his hands atop her head. He began running his fingers through her fiery red hair as he pushed and guided her against his hard manhood.

Meredith began to bob up and down in accordance with her coach's hands. Saliva dribbled down from her mouth and coated the underside of Coach Blue's cock, making it slick enough to slide in and out of her teen lips freely. Her hair began to sway to and fro, which made it difficult for Coach Blue to see the action.

He reached down and scooped up large portions of her hair into his hands, holding it away from her face so as to get a good view of the oral stimulation he was receiving, as well keeping her movements under his control. Beneath her he could see the round humps of her busty globes bouncing lightly under her shirt and bra as she struggled to get the blowjob over with. He reached down and cupped the massive orbs in his hands, and then started to squeeze them.

Meredith instantly became cautious. Her eyes grew wide as she felt the unfamiliar sensation of a man's strong hands on her massive breasts.

"Yeah, that's it Mer - - " Coach Blue moaned as he squeezed her big breasts in his hands.

Although she was unsure, Meredith tried not to miss a beat as her basketball coach fondled her tits with his manly hands. She turned her entire body so that her back was more or less against his legs. Her face pulled away from his cock momentarily, but her tongue kept him busy by sliding its way over one side, over the tip, and back down the other side.

Coach Blue moaned as the busty redhead gave him better access to her busty globes. He reached over her shoulders with both hands and brushed her hair away from the big, bulging targets. As soon as the strands were gone he dug his fingers through her shirt and bra and began squeezing the giant hooters with rugged enthusiasm.

Meredith was now taking his cock into her mouth repeatedly, increasing the pace of the blowjob. She bobbed over it swiftly, and after a few minutes she ran out of steam and had to take to sucking on it gently once more.

"Ohhhhh - - " Coach Blue moaned as he took her big tits into his hands. The big orbs filled his hands completely as he sank his fingers into her busty balloons. He took one and held it up in one hand, then let it fall as he brought the other one up in opposite. He weighed them back and forth, trying to gauge what size she was. The sheer weight of the huge melons was enough to indicate that she was at least a DD, just like Brittany and Brooke.

A look of surprise fell over Meredith's face as Coach Blue's cock grew even harder in her willing mouth.

Coach Blue thought back to the busty, blonde duo as he squeezed Meredith's big jugs. They were definitely smaller than either Brooke's or Brittany's but not by much. In fact, it probably wouldn't be noticeable unless they all three were standing side by side, topless.

He contemplated the size of her big melons as they bounced and jiggled in his hands.

Aside from having larger tits, the busty duo knew how to accentuate. They had a posture that showcased their massive jugs perfectly - - teasingly. This girl had no such aura. She also lacked that teasing, "come get it, big boy" attitude which was anything but slutty. Yes, he thought as he grabbed her big melons, Brooke and Brittany were definitely hotter.

Meredith began sliding her tongue all the way around his manhood, making sure to flick the tip whenever it was within distance. She did this for about minute before taking it back into her mouth and sucking on it - - hard.

"Oh - - oh God!" Coach Blue moaned.

He reached down below the redhead's chest and grabbed her by the waist.

Meredith felt his cock pop out of her mouth and didn't have time to ask what as she simultaneously felt his hands on her waist.

Without warning, Coach Blue lifted her up from her seated position and turned her around, giving her a new position in front of his desk.

"What - - “Meredith asked as her big tits now hung directly over her coach's desk.

"Relax,” Coach Blue said as he slapped his hand across her gorgeous ass.

Meredith looked behind her and saw Coach Blue's gaze fixated on her rear.

The coach ran his hands over her buns lovingly, before sinking his fingers into the mesh-like fabric of her gym shorts. Her beautiful cheeks filled his hands, and he reached around to pull them closer to him.

Meredith obliged and pushed her rear out to where her coach was guiding it. Her long, slender legs shifted positions and she bent one knee as the underside of Coach Blue's cock collided with her ass.

"Ohhhhuhhhhh - - " Coach Blue moaned.

He reached for the hem of her shorts and started to pull them down slowly. As he did so, a skimpy, black thong came into view. He admired it for a brief moment before deciding that it, too, should be tugged down.

In one motion, he pulled both her shorts and underwear down slowly - - dragging them to her ankles, her beautiful and smooth legs filling his eyes the entire way. At the bottom, he pressed his face up against her right leg and dragged it all the way up to her ass-cheek, which he pressed his lips against briefly. He then stood up, and admired the heart shaped sight of her posterior.

He took his dick in his hand and slowly guided it up to the entrance of her slit.

Meredith perked up as she felt the tip of his cock tickling her womanhood. She breathed deep and arched her back as Coach Blue slowly inserted his dick into her warm insides.

Coach Blue moaned as her tight walls enclosed around him. He met with some blockage, but he manoeuvred his way through with finesse and patience. When he was in as far as he could go, he slowly pulled back out.

Meredith moaned as Coach Blue repeated the process. She felt his hands on the sides of her waist, but she was more focused on being filled to the brim with his hard, throbbing cock. She could feel every detail of it as it snaked its way into her.

"OHHH!" She moaned as Coach Blue roughly shoved his cock into her. "OHH! OH! UHH!"

Each scream from her lips indicated a new thrust from her coach's hard prick. Coach Blue was steadily increasing the pace as he rammed into his busty student from behind.

Meredith reached around behind her and placed her hands on Coach Blue's sides, so as to have better balance as her pelvis collided with the coach's desk repeatedly.

"Mmph!" she moaned, “Oh! Uhhh! Mmph!"

Coach Blue pulled the chesty babe against him faster and harder, using her as leverage for his dick. He watched her buns jiggle around his cock as he fucked her, and he had to look away as the sight was much too erotic.

"Mmph! Mmph! MMPH!" Meredith moaned.

Coach Blue was fucking her harder and faster. His cock slid in and out of her as though it was possessed and he was no longer in control.

Meredith placed her hands on the edge of his desk and propped her arms up, so as to create some resistance and to keep her butt from jiggling so much. But the action caused her tits to balloon out, and they now jiggled with twice the vigor her buns had shown.

Coach Blue saw the busty orbs jiggling around as he looked passed her back. He immediately reached forward and grasped the big, jiggling melons. He squeezed them as they struggled to bounce free from his manly grip.

"Mmph!" Meredith moaned as her ass got pounded and her tits got fondled.

The coach pulled the busty red-haired girl closer to him by her tits. She arched her back, but her ass stayed jiggling over her coach's hard cock as he continued to fuck it. She was breathing heavy as Coach Blue felt up her big hooters.

"Yeah, that's it Mary - - that's it Mary - - " Coach Blue said.

"Mmph!" Mary moaned as she was met with thrust after thrust from Coach Blue's hard dick.

"Uhhh - - uhhhh - - I'm going to cum - - " Coach Blue said into the side of Meredith's face.

Meredith felt Coach Blue squeeze her tits hard as a cool sensation shot up through her body. It flooded her and she couldn't help but feel satisfied.

Coach Blue was grasping her tits as though he needed them, and he gave a few final thrusts into her luscious rear. He wreathed around behind her as her butt cheeks jiggled to a stop around his spent cock.

Meredith felt the thrusting stop, and immediately grew tired. She leaned forward, and she soon felt Coach Blue leaning against her (his hands still on her tits). The two of them stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath.

Meredith now felt Coach Blue's hands coming back to life around her tits. She felt her boobs being squeezed lightly. Her eyes grew wide as Coach Blue spoke again.

"That was great, Mer. Now let's see those tits."

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Gretchen sat with Nina, behind the counter of her mother's store. She was busy filing her nails, Nina was trying out a new shade of nail polish.

"So anyway," Nina was saying, “I get to the part where the ground changes from dirt to sand, and before I know it I'm at the beach, and the ocean is there."

Gretchen blew on her fingers to clean them off.

"This is where you usually wake up, right?" she asked.

Nina nodded.

"And those people are still chasing you?"

Nina nodded once more.

"Yeah," she said, “Only this time - - this time I actually jump into the water."

Gretchen gave Nina her undivided attention.

"And?" she said, impatiently, “What next?"

"Well - - " Nina said, “It's really cold. And I don't get wet. And after awhile I start to fall - - upwards. Like I'm swimming, except I'm not."

Gretchen went back to filing her nails.

"Then when I get to the surface, I'm falling back down again on the other side of the water. And when I land, I land on a bed."

"A bed?" Gretchen asked, as she switched fingers.

"Yeah,” Nina said, “And it's the most comfortable bed I've ever been on."

Gretchen shrugged her shoulders.

"And as I'm looking around the room," Nina continued, “I realize that it's exactly the way I would want my room to look."

"That's pretty neat,” Gretchen said.

"I guess so,” Nina responded, “And there are these pictures - - "

She trailed off. Gretchen turned her attention back to her.

"And?" she asked.

"And then this - - this guy shows up, and - - "

"A guy?" Gretchen asked, excited, “Who is it?"

Nina turned her face away from her friend, casually.

"I don't know,” she said, “I never see his face."

There was silence, and Gretchen turned her focus back to her nails. She contemplated the dreams she, herself, had been having. Her dreams seemed to reflect her suspicion that Coach Blue was having intimate relationships with other women, perhaps even some women close to her. Her head told her there was no way this was possible, save for the intervention of her own mother. But deep in her heart of hearts she had this feeling - -

She wondered if the time she had spent away from Breastford had pushed Coach Blue over the edge. What was it her mother had said?

"Just find him, and come back."

She had done exactly that. But this hardly seemed like a victory.

Fortunately, she had been able to spare her new coach the complete wrath of her mother and Natalie Knockers.

She now turned to Nina, who was busy polishing her nails nonchalantly. Nina sat there, the object of so many a men's dream with her straight, brown hair, virgin eyes, and big, full breasts. Gretchen looked away in disgust as she watched Nina's boobs bulge into the fabric of her cotton shirt while she breathed. She quickly got a hold of herself and told her that it was simply jealousy causing her to look away. Nina was a good friend. But good friend or not, she wasn't sure if she could bear the thought of Coach Blue - -

"So your dream - - " Nina said, interrupting her friend's thoughts.

"What?" Gretchen asked, surprised.

"What was it about?" Nina said, turning to her friend, “Your dream?"

"Oh,” Gretchen said, “It's nothing. Not much to talk about."

"Hmmmm,” Nina said, as she looked at her nails.

After a brief silence Gretchen, too, turned back to her nails.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

"Huuuuu - - ahhhhh - - ahhh - - "

Both Coach Blue and Meredith Mammaries were breathing heavy as they collapsed on the couch in his office. Meredith was sprawled across half its length, Coach Blue right behind her.

The busty redhead's big breasts were pressing against the seat cushions, and its cold touch made them swell in arousal. She paid it no heed, however. She was much too busy trying to recover from the hardcore scene which had just occurred.

Coach Blue could be heard behind her, panting even harder than she was. His spent manhood was pressed against the crevice of her butt flesh, and his hands idly wandered to where her big breasts dangled. He squeezed the monstrous globes as they heaved with each of her deep breaths, until they were breathing on the same level once more.

Satisfied, he decided to break the silence.

"That was great, babe." He said.

He slapped her across the ass with his hand.

Meredith perked up momentarily, but she soon became calm as the surprise wore off.

"I've never done that before - - " she said.

Coach Blue wiped his hand across his mouth, he had begun to drool after feeling up the chesty redhead's massive jugs.

"You'll get used to it." The coach said.

Meredith turned her head to face her coach.

"Does this mean I got the position?" she asked.

"Oh yeah - - " Coach Blue said as he eyed her gorgeous body.

Meredith closed her eyes and smiled in bliss.

"You'll have to keep up your game, though,” Coach Blue said as he squeezed her giant melons, “Unless you want some other girl to steal your position away."

Meredith frowned.

"You mean - - this kind of stuff?" she asked.

Coach Blue nodded ominously.

"I thought once we did this it would be - - you know - - I thought this was a one-time thing?"

Coach Blue turned his head up and smiled, his hands overflowing with her massive tit-flesh.

"Not by a long shot." He said, turning back to Meredith, “In fact - - "

He pressed his crotch against the redhead's rear, forcefully. Meredith gasped as she felt his rock hard member poking her from behind.

"I think it's time for you to start protecting your position - - right now - - "

Meredith could feel the tip of his cock tickling the entrance to her tight tunnel.

"Wait, Coach - - " she said.

But her sentence was cut off, and the next word she was going to say was replaced by a loud, yet modest moan.

"Mmph!"