Chapter 1: The Bus Ride

Jack specialized in long-distance running. He liked the personal challenge to push himself to be faster than anyone else. It also allowed him a brief moment in time to forget about the problems at home.

Mr. Bruce Buchanan coached the boy’s school track team and Mrs. Kit Chatham trained the girls. Because of Jack’s outstanding athletic abilities, both coaches took an extra interest in him. Jack’s success on the track in turn earned him a scholarship from the local college.

Jack was humbled and grateful for the scholarship, but he had loftier goals. Jack wanted to go to one of the big-name schools so he could get far away from the daily turmoil between his mom and dad. If he won or placed second at the inter-state finals this weekend, maybe one of the big-name colleges would notice him. All the kids gathered in the school parking lot, excited to be heading to the final heat of the year. When Coach Buchanan gave the signal, the noisy students piled onto the executive rented tour bus, excited to travel to a different city six hours away from parental control.

The coaches sat at the front, and the rowdy teenagers had the rest of the bus to themselves. Being the alpha male in the senior class, Jack sat at the far rear with his buddy Logan.

During the trip, numerous girls came to the rear to use the washroom, and more than one of them offered themselves to Jack tonight at the hotel. Each time a girl made a pass at Jack, Logan would punch his shoulder in envy. Logan knew Jack had fucked dozens of the girls at his school, and at least ten of them were on the bus.

When Coach Chatham came down the aisle, all the guys went quiet. Her tight canary-yellow school T-shirt emphasized her large breasts, and even with a bra on her swollen nipples put on a show. Her extra-tight black yoga pants outlined a camel toe. For a woman in her mid-thirties, Kit Chatham still rocked it. Taking her time, she talked and laughed with both the girls and boys as she made her way to the bathroom at the rear of the bus.

Jack eyeballed Coach Chatham’s tight, sexy body. Every guy on the bus, including him, got a hard cock at the thought of fucking her. When she reached the back of the bus, she smiled and winked at him before going into the tiny bathroom. Kit’s heart raced as she wiped herself clean. All year the girls she trained bragged about the size of Jack’s cock and how good the sex was; almost like he could read their minds. Her fingers wouldn’t stop exploring her pussy as she thought about her absurd plan. This weekend she wanted to find out if Jack was as good as the rumors. When her orgasm hit, she bit down hard on her bottom lip to hide her moans.

Kit opened the bathroom door open and stood beside Jack’s back row. One glance around showed her most of the kids had gone back to their conversations. “Hi Jack,” Coach Chatham said softly, praying none of the other students were paying attention. “Can we talk?”

“Sure.” Jack was sitting on the window side, he nudged Logan who quickly stood and moved into the narrow aisle.

As Logan slipped by Coach Chatham, his shoulder accidentally brushed against one of her ample breasts. “Sorry,” he mumbled sporting an embarrassed flushed face and a hard cock.

Coach Chatham felt a sharp jolt of sexual electricity at having her nipple touched. Her body was still turned on from the bathroom episode. Sitting down beside Jack, she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand. With her arm in the air, Jack’s attention was drawn to her breasts. “Whew, it sure is warm back here. When I go back to the front, I’ll tell the driver to turn the air conditioning up.”

“Thanks.” Jack boldly examined her breasts. Something was off. Coach’s eyes and body were screaming out arousal, he even smelled pussy. Like reading a book or a sheet of music, Jack instinctively realized what was going on and knew he could push this further. “Judging by the size of your nipples, it seems like you are a little hot too.”

Kit was taken back with Jack’s directness. She never could control her damn nipples, and right now they were making a grand appearance. Nervously she peeked around to see if anyone was watching. It was now, or never she thought, time to start her plan. As she stared at the massive bulge in his shorts, Kit thought it would be easy to seduce Jack, but he seemed to be one step ahead of her.

“I, I wanted to offer you an extra incentive to do well at the track meet,” she stammered. “You’re a great runner! With unbelievable stamina!” Coach Chatham peered around again to make sure none of the kids were listening to their conversation. She sunk a bit in her seat and leaned towards Jack conspiratorially. “I’ve heard the girls talking, and I know you can rise to a challenge when the opportunity presents itself. I’m offering you some private time this weekend; just the two of us.”

Kit paused, not believing she worked up the courage to make the first move. She waited anxiously, hoping Jack understood her double meaning. Her heart raced as the handsome young man stared at her with those gorgeous brown eyes.

Jack wasn’t stupid. Coach Chatham demurely lowered her head, unable to maintain eye contact with him. Jack instinctively ‘understood’ women, and with that simple gesture, he knew exactly how to respond. “Can I whisper something in your ear?”

As soon as Coach Chatham nodded and leaned towards him, he clasped her extended nipple between his fingers, pulling her closer, making her gasp at the unexpected move. “If you want me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask,” he teased in her ear. “Nod your head if you want that.”

Kit turned into soft putty as Jack squeezed her nipple even harder. The girls in her gym class were right; Jack could read minds.

“I don’t think you understand; nod your head if you want my cock in your married cunt!”

“Yes!” she begged as her head bobbed up and down. “I want that! Oh, god! I said it out loud!”

“When you check in to the hotel today, ask for an extra room key and give it to me.”

“I will!”

Jack held on to her nipple and stared into her moist eyes. “I’m going to fuck you tonight, probably all night.”

Kit’s panties were soaked; she was helpless to resist him, “Okay,” she meekly acknowledged.

“In all your holes!” Jack sneered as he squeezed harder.

“Oh fuck!” Her eyes shot back to the lump in his shorts. She wasn’t a virgin there, but she never let her wimpy husband fuck her ass. “Yes, you can use all my holes!”

Jack took control. He pulled his shorts down, and with a quick look around, exposed the top of his cock. He had the biggest cock in school; everyone knew that. Girls at school bragged about him; envious guys blatantly stared at him in the showers. Coach Chatham was getting her first glance.

“You want to touch me, don’t you?”

Kit gawked at the massive head of Jack’s cock and licked her lips; he was huge.

“Do it, quickly, before anyone notices us.”

Kit opened her eyes wider in disbelief at the turn of events. She was supposed to seduce him. When his full lips whispered ‘do it,’ she couldn’t help herself, she turned into a bimbo and willingly reached out. She pulled his foreskin down; his cock was soft and warm. The delicious pain in her nipple continued to make her pussy leak. When his cock throbbed in her fingers, her adult reasoning dissolved. She sighed with disappointment when Jack ordered her to stop. Kit gave his magnificent cock one last squeeze then sat back up.