The Realms of Foreplay

Best Practice Ever Part III

Walking into the girls locker room, all that was heard is chatter about some new coach.

"He looks like a Greek God"

"Did you see his pretty blonde hair?"

"Those greenish-blue eyes look soo hypnotizing"

"His body...mmm.... he's like 6'4".

Yada, Yada, Yada...whoever this new coach is, I hope he's worth all of this hype that my teammates are chucking him up to be.

Stepping onto the track, the coach tells everyone to father up. That voice sounds soo familiar but I can't put my finger on it. Too bad I procrastinated and took my precious time to the coach. I could've been close enough to see his face. Since I'm 5 foot nothing, I just stood in the back and listened. oh well.

"Hi ladies, my name is Coach Morris and I'm taking over for Coach Theisen for the rest of the track season. Thank you for welcoming me to the team. I hope we all get along and have a successful season. Are there any questions?", the faceless coach asked.

"Yes, how come you look so, umm.. young?", one girl asked.

He chuckled and replied, "That's because I'm only 21."
All the girls began to swoon after that statement.

"Any other questions?", all hands shot into the air.

"Pertaining to track....", Coach Morris said.

All hands went down.

"Well, let's start practice shall we.", he said.

As the crowd began to scatter, I looked up to see nobody other than Drew. He was just standing there smiling. He winked at me and whispered, "SURPRISE....".

His deep baritone voice sent shivers down my spine. I could do nothing but just stand there with my mouth gapped open for about five minutes. Talk about a surprise.

Finally, I began to practice but my mind was elsewhere, on a certain coach that is. Now how am I suppose to concentrate on my events with Señor Sexy Face as my coach! Ugh! Lord, just open up the Earth and swallow me now. So lost in thought, I didn't realize that practice was over.

Everyone left except for Coach Drew and I.

"Nice surprise huh?", he asked with a smile.

"No, you loser!", I spat out with pretend anger.

He just laughed and pushed me to the locker room.

"Go get your stuff so we can go", Drew ordered.

"I don't have to... Coach", I said with attitude, "practice is almost over so you're not the boss of me". I know that I was being a bit mean but this was a little difficult for me to adjust to. Okay, so maybe I'm being a bit dramatic here but seriously. How many can actually say that your crush becoming your coach wouldn't be a bit awkward for you? Especially if you feel as if they only see you as their best friend's little sister.

Drew's face turned to me quickly. He had a certain glint in his eyes, full of mischief and lust.. I think. Maybe I'm reading too much into it.

"I bet I am the boss, he said while moving closer to me. Slowly but surely, backing me into a corner.

"Drew... what's going on?", I stuttered out.

He smirked and replied, "I've been waiting for that precious body of yours to be up against me and screaming my name for a little of a couple of years now. By your current body language, I can tell that you want me too."

I know that hearing that should have made me excited but I was nervous. Coming in closer, he pushed me into the locker and attacked my lips. At first, I didn't respond because of shock but a few seconds in, I got with the program.

Our tongues began to dance and fight for dominance, a battle I quickly lost. The kiss was so passionate and hot, clothes began to fly off!

Stripping down to my vicky secrets, lacy blue boy shorts with the matching bra, while he stripped down to his Calvin Klein® briefs. He picked me up and started sucking on my neck. Pushing my panties to the side, he started massaging my nub with his right thumb and pointer finger, teasing my body.

"mmm...my... aah... Drew", was all that I could muster out. He smiled on my lips at my my moans. Inserting a finger, he entered my flower, moving left then right. Wanting to please him too, I stuck my hands down his briefs and started to pump his well defined manhood, causing him to jump in shock, almost dropping me.

"A'arynn..ahh..mm..", was his choice of words. I laughed and continued.

Somwhere between him adding another finger and me making him cum, our underwear were somehow scattered across the locker room.

Holding me up using the lockers, he entered me hard and fast. "Deeper Mr. Morris, just.... a little further", I moaned out in ecstasy. He had me pinned up against the girls locker room door, fiercely plumbing my pussy to a new world. Caressing my erect nipples with his tongue. Tweaking the right one with his thumb, his rough, manly, and callused hands were making my body hot and wet.

"Is that how you like it baby? Want me deep down in them...ugh", he grunted out. Taking his hands, fingering my clit relentlessly.

"aaaahh... Mr. Mor-", he cut me off.

"Drew baby, call me Drew", he told me.

He pulled me closer, if physically possible, fucking me hard and good. Going slow, he started to pull out, far enough to where only his tip was at my dripping entrance.

I began to protest when, SLAM! He named his dick so hard into my pussy, I started to shudder. A bit of pain was present but so was an awful amount of pleasure was taking over my body.

Out of nowhere, Drew flipped my body upside down and started hitting me from the back. My hands were on the floor, helping to prop myself up as Drew pulled out and slammed back into my entrance. My juices were dripping down to the ground. DAMN THAT WAS SEXY!

"Go deeper, pleeaassee!", I moaned out.

"Yes ma'am, with pleasure".

Again, he pulled out and pounded back into my pussy! With slow and steady strokes, he kept at this pace for a few more minutes.

"aahh.. fuck me!", I moaned.

With no problem, Drew picked me up and laid me on the bench with my legs wrapped around his waist while he fucked the shit out of me.

"I'm about to cum!!!", I screamed.

He stopped and pulled out of me, telling me to hold it. I tried my best but I kept leaking. He put his mouth at my entrance and commanded me to cum.

That's all that I need to hear. As I'm nearing my high, he ate me out and stuck his tongue in me as deep as the Mississippi River. Screaming in pleasure, I released all that I could.

Helping me up and into the shower, I smiled at him and said, "Best Practice ever!".

*************END OF BEST PRACTICE EVER**************

So what did you all think? I know many of you may have read this from my original book but I made a few changes. As always, read, comment, and vote. Thank you all for you time!