It’s getting close to the new school year, and football practice begins tomorrow. Last year’s coach retired. Our new coach is Nick Coy. Right now, I don’t know much about him. I’m a sophomore this year. My name is Russ Scott. What I do know about the new coach is he’s a former player from our high School. He went to college and did very well. He’s been coaching since he graduated from college. Now he’s back where he started. The old coach told me at the end of last season I will be moving up to varsity. Since we have a new coach, I’m not sure if that will still happen. My best friend Neil Greene was told the same thing.

On first day of practice Coach: “I’ve been looking over the roster and reading over coach Johnson’s notes. Let me make this clear no one is guaranteed a place on the varsity. You’ll have to work for it.” Practice is the hardest I’ve ever been through.

Since the first day of practice a few of the parents start showing up to watch practice. Three of the mom’s Mrs. Stacy Fox, Mrs. Ann Jackson, and Mrs. Traci woods start flirting with the coach as often as they could. They are trying to make sure their son’s Tim Fox, Ron Jackson, and Ted Woods made varsity.

One day after practice coach sends home a flier for our parents. Telling them that he wants to meet all of the parents. At dinner I give mom and dad the flier. Dad: “Tell Coach I won’t be able to make his meeting. I have a meeting with a client at that time.”

Mom: “Tell coach I’m sorry I won’t be able to make the meeting either.”

Next day at practice I inform the coach. He didn’t seem upset. The day after his meeting with the parents. Only about a third showed up. Rumors started. From my understanding he told all the parents he expected them to show up at the games to support their sons. Plus, he told the mom’s they should wear dresses or skirts to the games. The dads should dress nice also. This did get around to all of the parents.

At dinner mom: “I like to know who the new coach think he is giving us a dress code to wear to the games.”

Dad: “He’s just trying to show everyone in the stands who the parents are.”

Me: “Every Friday the team has to wear slacks with a dress shirt and a tie.”

Dad: “See he’s setting new standards for the boys. He wants us parents to also dress nice for the games.”

Mom: “Guess I shouldn’t complain. I don’t go to any of the games any ways.”

Me: “I’m sure you’ll run into him at school mom, since you teach there.”

Mom smiles: “I’m sure I will.”

After the first day of school at dinner, mom: “Before classes started Scotty (Scotty Barnes is the high School principal) introduce the new football coach to all of the teachers.”

Dad: “Well what’s he like?”

Mom: “He’s tall and a very muscular man. Guess he went to our school and played football. I hear he was a very good football player in college. He got injured and it ended his playing days as a football player. I don’t know what his injury was.”

Dad: “I see, good to hear he’s a local already. Guess he knows how the parents were going to act with his dress code.”

Mom: “The parents who are really involved with the football program don’t seem to mind the dress code. They are planning on following it.”

Dad: “Oh!” Looking at me, he continues: “How do you like his coaching style?”

Me: “He’s a lot tougher and stricter than coach Johnson. I have to say it’s looking like we may have a winning team this year. I’ll find out tomorrow if I made varsity. From what I’ve heard all of the girls seem to have a crush on him.”

Dad just laughed.

During today practice I notice Mrs. Fox, Mrs. Jackson and Mrs. Woods helping our football mangers. For those wondering what a football manager is. It’s students who want to be involve with the team and don’t want to try out to be on the team. This year we have three. Two males and one female. Roy Burns, Nina Wise and Tim Welch.

Roy, Nina and Tim are wearing their school clothes. While the three moms are in short skirts with tight tops with high heels. They sure do look hot. Tim, Ron and Chuck sure are lucky to have moms that look like theirs. Guess I can’t complain my mom is hot also. At least that’s what my friends and fellow male classmates say.

During a water break Neil and I walk over to the water cooler. I talk a bit with Nina while getting a drink of water. Neil walks over to me: “Did you notice the three moms don’t have bras on and they’re bouncing their boobs.”

I look over to where the three moms are standing behind the three football managers. Neil is right, they are braless and bouncing their boobs. Me: “I bet Tim, Ron and Ted aren’t happy with their moms.” We both chuckled as we walk back onto the field.

After practice coach gather all of us. Coach: “The varsity list is posted on the bulletin board. The starting lineup will be decided before each game. Now I know you all notice the three moms helping out today. They will be helping at every practice.”

Someone yells out: “We need a few more!!”

Coach: “We really can’t have any more helpers, guys. If we did, who do you as a group recommend.”

Someone else shouts: “How about Mrs. Scott or Mrs. Hinder?” I know most of the guys in school have a crush on my mom. I didn’t think someone would mention her.

Another person: “They are both nice on the eyes. Why not both?”

Another person: “Yeh, Russ wouldn’t mind if his mom helps out.”

Coach: “Hold on guys. Russ your mom is Dawn Scott?”

Me: “Yes coach!”

Coach: “Look guys both of your recommendations are teachers. They have things they need to do and can’t just run out here to help out with practice.”

Neil: “You can always ask coach!!” I give Neil a nasty look. I know he has a serious crush on my mom. I can’t blame him because I’ve even masturbate thinking about her. I’ve caught some classmates trying to look down her blouse trying to get a glimpse of her bra.

Coach: “Okay I’ll ask. I can’t promise anything.” With that coach dismissed us. Neil and I both got to the bulletin board at the same time. We both made varsity.

Guess I should describe mom. Dawn Scott is no supermodel, but to a teenage kid she’s hot. Even though she’s a teacher she looks like a mom and a housewife. She tries not to wear slacks or pants to school. Preferring to wear dresses or skirts. Sometimes I think she enjoy teasing the guys in her class.

She has shoulder length black hair. She’s 37 years old. Mom has a very pretty face with a captivating smile. Her eyes are hazel. I checked her bra once and she wear a 36 C cup bra. I’ve heard guys talk about her nice round ass. As you already know she’s a teacher at the same high school I attend. Everyone knows we’re related. Neil always telling me how lucky I am to have such a sexy mom. She stays in shape by working out daily.

She has a very friendly personality always bringing smiles and laughter to those around her. All of the kids in her classroom like her. I know she is used to men checking her out. I’ve notice dad’s friends and even my classmates looking at mom like they want to fuck her. Hell, somedays I even look at her like that. Just the other day she caught me looking down her blouse. She didn’t say anything to me. She just smiled. I’ve heard some of dad’s friends hitting on her. She always cuts them down or brushes them away. She has a great reputation of being friendly and honest. I know Neil and I have talk about doing nasty things with her.

The next day in school Neil and I are sitting near the teacher’s table. Mom and her friend Lori Hinder are sitting there eating. Coach walks up and sits down with them. Neil and I couldn’t help to overhear some of their conversation.

Not sure what coach said but mom is most likely a little louder than she wanted to be: “Coach I’m sure you a great guy, but I’m married and not interested.”

Mrs. Hinder: “Coach I’m sure you can get any women you want.”

Coach replies to them in a low voice. We couldn’t hear what he said.

Mrs. Hinder: “We don’t care how big you are we’re not interested.” Mom and Mrs. Hinder stand up and walk away.

Neil: “Looks like coach is hitting on your mom and Mrs. Hinder.”

Me: “Sure does and he struck out.” We both chuckled.

It’s Friday mom and dad always have a date night on Friday. During lunch mom grabs me in the lunchroom. I’m sitting next to Neil. Mom: “Hey I’m going to have to stay after school today. To see the principal. Just let your dad know I’ll be late.”

Me: “Okay!”

Neil smiling: “Someone got in trouble and has to see the principal.”

Mom: “Ha, ha, ha.”

Since we have a game on Saturday, we really didn’t have much of a practice. We got together and went over plays. Coach also told us who will be starting of course I wasn’t, I didn’t except to start. since I’m only a sophomore.

Neil and I are the last ones in the locker room. I want to grab all my dirty practice clothes to take home to wash. Just as Neil and I are getting ready to head out I hear mom: “Okay coach where’s your office.”

Coach: “Opens his office door: “Over here Dawn. Next time don’t come thru the locker room. Use the door at the end of this little hall. That way you won’t run into any of the kids in the locker room.”

Mom: “I didn’t see anyone, but thanks I’ll remember that. If I ever have the need to come see you again.”

Neil whispers: “I don’t know about you, but I want to hear what they are going to talk about.”

Me whispering: “We can hear thru the thin glass on coaches window. You know we always hear him talking to someone.”

Neil still whispering: “Okay, we should be able to see also.”

Neil and I look at each other as we both quietly move over to the window in coaches’ office that faces the locker room. All of the light are off in the locker room. Hopefully they won’t see us.

Mom: “Scotty told me you needed to talk to me about my lack of support for the team. I do support the team and don’t like being accuse that I don’t!!”

Coach: “Dawn no one said anything about you not supporting the team. Even though I never see you around. I’ve talk with Scotty about getting more teachers involved. A matter of fact some of the players even mention your name as one of the teachers they would like to see more at the games.”

Coach started moving closer to mom. Mom: “What do you think you’re doing.”

Coach: “I’m just getting closer so we can talk.”

Mom: “I think you’re close enough.”

Coach: “Really, you know you’re just a little married slut like all women I know. I bet since I told you how big I am. You been thinking about it.”

Mom: “Your crazy.” Even though mom said that she looks frozen in place.”

Coach in a condescending tone: “I bet you just can’t wait to find out yourself how big it really is. You little slut.” Coach grabs mom’s arms.

Mom: “Wait a minute asshole!!”

Coach: “Wait for what? You know you need a good fucking!!”

Mom: “No I DON”T!!” Mom looking to see if anyone is around and not finding anyone.

Neil looks at me whispers: “I don’t think we can stop this. He’s way bigger than us. Plus, it’s Friday and there’s really no one left in the school but us. Too bad for the school policy about no phone allow. We could be filming this.”

Me whispering: “Yeah, if we only had our phones. We could film this and get coach into trouble. Still, we need to do something. Maybe the principal is still here.”

Neil whispering: “I’ll tell you what. You go check. I’m staying and watching.”

Mom: “I said NO!!” As coach places a hand between mom’s legs. Pushing them up her dress. Coach is wearing gym shorts.

Mom begging: “Please don’t.” I notice she’s saying no but she’s not fighting him or even trying to get away.

Coach with one of his hands takes one of mom’s hands placing it on his hard cock. While he still has his other hand up her dress. Mom seems to be giving in. What am I saying she really never tries to get away.

Coach must know mom isn’t fighting him: “Do you want my cock slut?”

Mom drops her head: “Yes!”

Coach: “Now that doesn’t sound like a slutty whore to me. If you really want this cock, you better let me know!”

Mom looks right at coach: “I want your cock.”

Coach messing with mom now: “That still doesn’t sound convincing.”

Mom: “Please fuck this slut, sir! I want your large fat cock stretching my pussy.”

Wow, I’ve never heard mom talk like that before. She is begging him to fuck her. I would never believe this if I haven’t heard it with my own ears. I want to say coach is raping her, but he’s not. She seems to be a willing participant.

Coach almost laughing. He has taken his hands from under mom’s dress. He’s standing there, puts a hand under her chin. Making sure she’s looking at him. Locking his eyes onto hers: “That’s better, slut. Now do as I tell you and I’ll giving you a good fucking.” With that he pushes mom down to her knees on the floor. With her face an inch from his gym shorts. Coach: “You know what to do slut!!”

With that mom pulls down his gym shorts and his cock pops out. It must be 8 or 9 inches long and very fat. Mom gazes at it. Coach: “Guess you don’t know what to do. Suck my cock bitch. You know put it into your mouth!!” He grabs moms head pushing it onto his cock. Mom now grabs his cock, putting both her hands around his thick cock, trying to limit his thrusting it into her mouth. Coach is pushing moms head down on his cock, then pulling it almost off his cock he keeps this up. Mom almost gagged but didn’t.

Coach: “That’s a good bitch! Now remove your hands!” Mom takes her hands from coach’s cock and puts them on her legs. He keeps face fucking her for a while; smiling down at mom like he owned her or something. Coach start moaning as mom head is now bobbing up and down his large cock, taking more and more of it down her throat.

After a few minutes coach: “Stand up slut!!” Mom stands up, her face flushed, and her makeup smeared from her tears. Coach grabs her turning her around and pushes her towards his desk. He grabs her hands. And pulling them behind her, while doubling her over his desk. He grabs her skirt pulling it off her. Next, he yanks her panties down her legs. Mom’s bare ass is now showing. Neil and I got a great view of mom’s shave pussy. Coach slaps her ass hard: “Beg for it, whore!!”

I can’t believe it mom’s voice is low and sultry now: “Please fuck me. I’ll do anything you say if you just fuck me right here right now!”

Coach has a smirk on his face: “You will do anything I say! GOT IT SLUT!” He barks.

Mom again in a sexy voice: “Yes sir I’ll do anything! Just fuck me! Or are you just a big pussy!” Wow mom just call coach a pussy.