Episode 16: RAINeCHECK

Pleasant Meadow High School! Third hour! Lunch looming on the horizon!

“Dude! Your dad is a god!” Fellow baller Brent Edwards slammed his back into the locker next to Kevin Palmer. Kevin jumped a bit at the impact racket but grinned, nonetheless. “Bloom and Gomez both in one morning. How does that even happen? Now I know where your brother Damian gets his gonads.”

“Hey! I’m right there falling from the same Tree of Life. Don’t spread this around but I hammered Colleen Porter in the men’s room earlier.” He neglected to mention that was suggested by his father. Kevin wanted that godlike quality for himself.

“No fucking way! What is going on around here? These bitches are throwing themselves at you guys. First your sister-in-law and now the teachers. What does a guy have to do to get in on the action?”

“Don’t you worry Edwards; I’ll get you all the action you can handle. Be at Yolanda’s classroom at the beginning of lunch hour. I’m taking more naked pictures of her, maybe video for dad. No, definitely video!” He smirked!

“And she’s cool with this?”

“Fear of Daddy Joe!” He patted Brent on the chest. “Just be there! I have to get to the gym. See you there.” Locker shut and locked Kevin slowly sprinted down the hallway toward the gymnasium. Knowing his destination involved the lovely, nay, sexy as fuck, Coach Raine Gomez he needed as much time as possible to snap photos for his dad. Raine, like Yolanda Bloom and now 28-year-old substitute teacher Colleen Porter was deftly instructed by Joe to be obedient to his whims. So far, all three women were jumping at the chance. Even Kevin struggled to understand how his dad had this much charisma when he was in his late-40’s. Not that he was complaining. All three of these nymphos were goddess level.

Now that Kev had been practicing his dominating persona with Candi, thanks to Damian’s urging, he was getting pretty comfy with the idea. He had the build to pull off the stature, working out more regularly from here on out would be an added bonus. Sure, he had cheerleaders chasing him, but they were fickle at times. Older women excited him more these days. Well, equal opportunity!

Reaching the gymnasium, he made his way toward the locker room to change into his gym clothes. Running late his class was already way ahead of him and making the trek upstairs to shoot hoops. Noting the who’s who of the senior class most of the derelicts as he called the slackers were already up there goofing off.

Coach Byron Tuffte, former college pro football player until he got hurt one time too many was still in his office which he shared with Raine Gomez. The big man off campus struggled working closely with Raine on a daily basis, the Latina was just too fine to overlook. Married or not, Byron had his eye on the prize. After what Joe Palmer did with her on the bleachers last night his thin beard was bristling. He knew, yet he left before it got even better. Snooze you lose, Byron!

Bypassing the office, he noted Raine Gomez stepping out of the girl’s locker room. Normally co-ed classes sharing the gym floor she had a free hour this time of day due to the school being so small. 440 students this year it was fairly quiet some days. That worked well to Kev’s advantage. “Sup Whore!” Kevin nodded at Raine. Stopping in her tracks she looked at Byron on his phone then playfully flipped her tongue out at Kevin.

“You’re eating this up aren’t you, Palmer.”

“Eating you shortly!” He wagged his tongue right back.

“Works for me! So, fill me in on your dad.”

“I need to change. Follow me!” He headed into the boy’s locker room. Shaking her head at her decision she pushed the door and walked right on in behind him. Risky move for sure with Byron so close. Regardless, she made a promise to Joe Palmer, and she intended to follow through. There was no shortage of guys in her personal life, but there was just something about being pushed into crazy situations that had her really intrigued. Most of the guys she bedded down were just that, in bed. She craved the excitement of public places and the chances taken. Here however, this was her bread and butter. One wrong move and she might lose her coaching job. Was Joe really worth it? She was in the boy’s locker room with boys changing right in front of her. Evidently so!

Football team members Roger Dawson, Mercer Thomas, Roland Moot, Jobe Kincaid, and Portland “Porter” Millhouse were all taking their time getting dressed. They had the heads up that Kev was dragging Raine in there so, all but Jobe and Millhouse had their pants off, dicks dragging. Seeing Raine those big boy cocks started rising fast. She played it off as curious but still remained dressed in her sports bra and leggings. The school did let her get away with skin more often than not. Belly button winking, her cleavage shown off, she used her biceps to crush her breasts together for a vivid readiness.

“About my dad... “ Kevin opened his gym basket for his trunks and t-shirt while she moved closer to lean against the wall next to his end cap basket. “ ... what do you want to know?”

“Why me?”

“Why Yolanda Bloom?” He challenged her. “Why Colleen Porter?” That name brought pause.

“Colleen is being pursued too?”

“No! My dad is being pursued. You three whores are battling it out for him.”

“Winner take all?”

“Takes it ALL! You might not know this but we Palmer’s are packing heavy artillery.” He whipped his polo shirt off to nonchalantly show her his musculature. She definitely checked him out. “My dad demands perfection.” He unzipped his jeans then stopped long enough to reach over and lift her sports bra to show off some pretty amazing breasts. She looked down at his forced revelation and smirked. Ballsy! “Get that fucking bra off Gomez.”

With a beguiling grin Raine removed her sport fort and held it to her side. Looking to the team she noticed every single one of them beating off. “So, this is how the other half lives.” She had never once been in the boy’s locker room. “Roomier than my domain.” Winks all around! “Perfection? Joe must have very high standards.”

“Military does that. He can tell you all about the career. Why are you still wearing pants? Give the boys a show Bitch. Jump up and down and run in step. You’re the athlete prove it.”

“Speaking of careers, mine could be lost if Byron walks through that door and catches me.” Regardless she tossed her sports bra and kicked her tennis shoes aside before wiggling her way out of her leggings. At least she wasn’t wearing that track suit from the parking lot. No underwear now that Joe had claimed hers and given them to Roger Dawson, she was down to short white socks. Dancing in step she shook her tits at them. “This must tell you that I’m worth Joe’s time.”

Nodding Kevin removed his jeans and briefs. Seeing how hung Kevin was, Raine puckered her lips. “Nice artillery!” All of the team said, “Thanks!” too which she responded, “I love the armed forces. Thank you for your service.”

“Camcorder Dawson!” Kevin prompted his best friend. Ready on a bench he held it up and captured Raine doing a 360 in the locker room and blowing kisses at the Groundhogs. Team name! Roger was also sniffing her underwear. That had her wet as hell. “Worry about Tuffte if he does show up.”

“He drools over me on a daily basis, I’m really not that stressed. Joe knew Byron so I’m hoping that friendship means protection.”

“Talk to my dad but keep busy doing it.” He motioned her toward Roger. “Make it steamy or I guarantee my dad will eliminate your ass.”

“Oh, I’m not losing to Yolanda or Colleen. Trust me on that.” She walked over to Roger and knelt down in front of him. As the camcorder lowered to capture her, she immediately gripped Roger’s erection and stroked it. Choosing her words carefully she spoke. “Here goes everything Sir. You’ve captured my imagination and there is no way that I’m not experiencing what you have to offer. Be right back!” She wiggled her eyebrows then took Roger’s dick into her mouth. Sucking on him with a starvation quest Roger suffered a shaky hand in keeping the camera steady. Mercer volunteered to take over filming.

While busy blowing Roger, Kevin motioned Roland and Jobe to each side of Raine. Moving in around her they slapped her scalp with their hefty peckers until her hands relocated to grip both boys. The makings of a blow bang were keeping her active. It brought back memories of Candace Palmer only this was a teacher they had all lusted over for the four years that she worked here. Thank goodness her youthful exuberance and taking immaculate care of her body kept her on the radar. The Latina was at the top of her game. Interestingly enough, so was Kevin Palmer. Game on Whore!

Kevin behind her had his cell recording video for his dad, one that could be shared now, and not having to wait on camcorder downloads. In between 30 second videos he moved around his field brothers and collected pictures. The blowjob enticing a drooling mess was certainly a perfect Palmer video. The moans and groans from Roger, Jobe, and Roland were icing on the cupcake. Opting to narrate for Daddy Joe, Kev spoke out but kept his voice lowered in case of Coach Tuffte.

“Ole’ Raine sure wants to stay noticed by you Pop. Look at how hungry this whore is. She’s not taking any prisoners.” Priming his recording in front of her face she winked at the camera and abandoned Roger for Jobe’s thick black beast. Between sucking him off in small bursts then lifting his erection upright to gobble down his scrotum balls one then the other, she was not even showing signs of weariness.

Raising his cell up to capture Jobe’s reaction the boy grew smug and nodded at just how good he was feeling. “You’re the man, Joe!” That he was! A healthy deep throat of his entire beast Raine departed for Roland. Out of respect for his flock Jobe and Roger both moved aside to give the others a chance to garner her affections. This offered Mercer and Millhouse their opportunity to find her hands snatching them up for a tightly curled set of fingers. Shake, rattle and how she rolls!

Videos halted Kevin let Roger keep abreast with his camcorder. Kevin took pause to send the videos and pictures to his dad on the road. No idea where Joe was in his travels he simply sent a text along with them saying, “For a Rainey day!” He didn’t even question how Candi was doing.

Still at a rest area watching Candace performing in the bed of his truck, Joe the Vulture and State Trooper Lucas Downes stood behind the dropped tailgate. In the bed with her were two other State Troopers, allies of Lucas with open minds. Patting Lucas on the shoulder Joe stepped away to view his incoming talent show.

“Rainey day, eh?”

Opening the pics first Joe flared his eyes at Raine Gomez devouring cock. The three videos short in order to download properly he saw her wink and heard Kevin. “Nice! I wasn’t expecting any gangbang but what the fuck, let the boys sew their oats. Gomez sure is on fire.” As if his own erection wasn’t crying out of necessity, he repositioned his junk for comfort. “Let’s just open up a better line of communication while I have a minute.” With truck drivers waiting on their turns at Candi, Joe made the call.

Back at the locker room Kevin’s cell rang unexpectedly. Stepping aside he answered it while rubbing his dick over Raine’s back. That perfect caramel ass at his feet had his name on it. “Hey, Pop! How goes it?”

“Candi’s getting gangbanged by state troopers. That Lucas Downes had a few buddies looking for some action. Gomez looks eager.”

“Swallowed five dicks so far. I’m saving the beast for last.” He chuckled! Just as he bragged the locker room door burst open and in walked Coach Byron Tuffte. After checking the body count in the gym, he knew his star players were MIA. In venturing back downstairs he heard a cellphone ringing so stepped inside to check out the delay. A silent, “Oh, shit!” moment Kevin paused his coach and stepped away on the sly.

Byron was grim and looking kind of pissed off until he noticed it was Gomez on her knees with her back to him. Index to his lips Kevin waddled naked up to Byron and told his dad the situation via whispers. Handing his phone to Byron the 6’5 bruiser reluctantly took it. Luckily, no pubic hairs or stickiness on the case was felt. Byron quietly took the cell out into the hallway.

“What the hell are you up to Palmer?”

“Enjoy the show, Byron. We all know you have the hots for Gomez. I won’t tell the wife if you don’t.”

“You had best not! I know where you live.” Byron chuckled softly. “Yeah, it’s hell working close to that woman. Raine loses that stupid track suit and puts on less than nothing just to get her kicks. Niles just lets it happen.” Principal Niles Long! “If I didn’t know better, I’d guess they hook up now and again just to keep the peace. What’s this sudden interest with Gomez and Bloom?”

“And Porter!”

“Porter? You best not be talking about Millhouse.”

“Stop being a moron. Colleen Porter!”

“Only seen her maybe once. She usually teaches grade school.”

“She’s on my leash too. If you want Gomez I can arrange it. Bloom and Porter too. Just overlook anything they do. You up for a little action?”

“I love my wife, but the quality time is getting slim. She spends more time in St. Louis with her mom than home with me. Answer your question?”

“The boys have your back. Get in there and cut in line. Make Gomez your bitch. Once you’re done, I’ll chat with her and arrange more. Private time if you want it.”

“Putting my future on the line Palmer.”

“Any more than the ladies? It’s going to get better if I have my say. Oh, while I have it on my mind. Damian’s wife is going to be at Friday’s game. You let her do whatever she wants. She’s D’s little porn star of late. Who knows she might get the team energetic for a win.”

“Or distracted as fuck. What’s Damian’s wife look like?”

“One second!” Joe moved back to his truck bed to find her with two truck drivers getting DP on her side. Recording them with cum streaks all over her body he captured her erotic expressions as she had a multiple orgasm. Thirty seconds at best he sent the recording to Byron. Opening it, Tuffte’s eyes bulged!