Chapter 2

After that day we settled into a pattern. Following tennis practice the girls would come over to my place, where we practiced on one another. Sometimes we moved the party into my bedroom, and sometimes we only made it as far as the sofa. I never tired of exploring their lithe teenaged bodies, marveling at the perfection of their smooth skin and their still-developing breasts. I pleasured them in every way I could think of using my fingers, lips and tongue.

The girls, for their part, worked on cock sucking technique. Sabrina showed Missy how to suck the head while stroking the shaft with her hand. The leggy brunette was a quick study, and they always squeezed at least two loads out of me. I hadn't felt such a stud since I was in my twenties, and we hadn't even fucked—yet. So far I hadn't been able to convince them to take that next step.

One afternoon Sabrina asked if I had any other porn movies we could watch. With some hesitation I let the girls browse my collection of DVDs. Did I really want a couple of high school students to know all my kinks? But the girls took it in stride. They had trouble deciding which one to watch first.

They settled on one called Face Fucking, Inc. Missy and Sabrina watched spellbound as a series of hot babes took huge porn star dicks deep down their throats. Then they tried to do it to me. And failed. Whenever the head of my cock hit the back of their throats, they gagged uncontrollably. Sabrina was able to get a little more than half my dick in her mouth.

"How the fuck does she do that, Coach?" she asked, gesturing to the TV.

"Look, don't worry about it," I said. "You're doing just fine. These porn chicks have learned to suppress their gag reflex—if they ever had one to begin with."

I was on the couch with a girl kneeling at each side, taking turns. "Besides," I said, "there are other things you can do to make me feel good."

"Like what?" Sabrina asked, as Missy slurped on my cock.

"Lick my balls while she sucks me." The cute little blonde did as I asked.

"Oh, fuck, that's good," I groaned. "Now, very gently, take one of my balls in your mouth."

She knelt on the floor between my legs for a better angle. With her mouth open wide, she let my left nut slip into her mouth. I felt the tip of her tongue moving in circles on it.

"Oh shit. That's gonna make me cum."

"No!" Sabrina protested. "Missy got it last time."

But it was too late. Missy's eyes got wide as I blew my load in her mouth. I saw her throat working as she swallowed, and a stream ran down her chin.

"Bitch!" cried Sabrina. "Give me some of that." She pulled my dick from her best friend's mouth and shoved it in her own, just in time to catch my last spurt. I guess she felt shortchanged because she pulled Missy's face to her own and kissed her. This was no sisterly peck. Their mouths were open and I could see tongues moving and fluids being exchanged.

"God damn, that's sexy," I said.

Sabrina smiled, my cum still on her lips. "You like watching us kiss, huh Coach?"

"Fuck yes," I said.

"Well, it still feels pretty weird, so don't expect more than that. But..." she said, looking at Missy, "we found someone to eat our pussies when you're not around."

"Oh?" I said. "Who would that be?" I pictured some pimply-faced teenaged boy.

The girls looked at each other again and burst out laughing. "My little sister!" said Sabrina.

I'm sure my mouth fell open in shock. "What?! I—I didn't even know you had a sister. How did you get her to, uh..."

"Well," Sabrina said, "Missy and Becca were sleeping over one night when my mom was working at the bar, and she said I had to watch Katie—"

"Your sister's name is Katie?"

"Right. The brat is always following me around like a little puppy dog, always wanting to hang out with me and my friends. It's so annoying! So anyway, we're in my room getting high, and Katie wanted to get high with us. I said no, but she kept coming back. And, well, we were watching porn on my computer and I guess we were all pretty horny."

It occurred to me, and not for the first time, how different this generation was from my own. When I was a teenager, the only place to see a porn movie was in a grungy, disreputable theater. Nowadays, it seems everyone watches porn on the Internet, and it has changed the game. What used to be deviant behavior is now par for the course.

"Okay," I said. "Um ... how old is this brat?"

"Twelve. So," she went on, "I told her she could get high with us if she did what the girl in the video was doing."

"The girl in the video?"

"Yes," she said, impatient with my questions. "We were watching a girl/girl scene. So we got Katie really stoned, then we all lay back on my bed. The little slut actually got down on her knees and ate each one of us out."

The mental image made my cock twitch, even though I had just cum a few minutes earlier. "And did she, uh ... that is did you..." I tried and probably failed to sound too curious.

"Did she make me cum?" Sabrina asked, finishing my thought. Her blue eyes twinkled with mischief. "Is that what you mean?" I nodded.

"I sure did!" Sabrina said, grinning. "The little brat eats pussy pretty good. I'm not sure about Becca or..." We both turned to look at Missy. She shook her head quickly from side to side, her face reddening. I raised an eyebrow.

"I just couldn't," Missy said. "You know what happens when ... it would be too embarrassing." I knew all right, and the thought of the lovely brunette squirting all over the face of Sabrina's little sister made my cock twitch again.

A few days later I was getting ready to meet the girls for our tennis lesson when the doorbell rang. I opened it to find Missy and Sabrina already dripping with sweat from the ride to my place.

"I'm sorry, Coach," Missy said, "but it's just too fucking hot to play tennis today."

It was brutal that day: temperature in the mid-nineties and extremely humid. "Fine," I said. "Come on in."

The girls hesitated. Sabrina said, "I hope you don't mind, but my mom brought her new boyfriend home last night and she wanted us out of the house. I had to bring her along." She pronounced 'her' in a tone of disgust. I stuck my head out the door to see another girl standing to one side.

I paused for only a second and said, "You must be Katie." The girl was tall for a seventh-grader, taller than Sabrina. Her hair was a light reddish-brown, and fell almost to her waist. She had skin as pale as her sister's, but she had clearly been less careful about sun exposure since she had freckles across her cheeks and her pert upturned nose. Her eyes were huge and a most astonishing green, with long, thick lashes. I instantly wanted to kiss her full lips. And, oh yeah, did I mention that she was drop dead fucking gorgeous?

From Sabrina's description I had been expecting a skinny troll with warts and buck teeth, but this girl could be a cover model. She had the kind of face that causes people to stop in their tracks and stare. Missy and Sabrina were not lacking in the looks department, and I thanked my lucky stars for bringing them to me, but this was beauty of a different order altogether.

"Come inside where it's cool," I said.

I went into the kitchen for drinks and Katie followed me. She was full of questions, asking me about teaching and about tennis, and generally keeping up an incessant chatter. I was mixing vodka into a pitcher of sparkling lemonade, and Katie was so anxious to help that she broke a glass after nearly upsetting the whole pitcher. I shooed her out of the room, beginning to understand why Sabrina found her so annoying.

After sweeping up the broken glass, I served the spiked lemonade to the girls and opened a beer for myself. Missy produced a joint from her bag and she and Sabrina proceeded to smoke it—leaving out Katie. The lemonade was not very potent, but Katie was sucking down one glass after another, perhaps to compensate for being left out. Should I have told her to go easy? Was I evil to serve her alcohol in the first place? Hey, I never claimed to be a fucking saint.

Sabrina and Missy ignored Katie's attempts to get in on their conversation, but the little sister was getting tipsy fast, and I got the feeling she was itching to say something. I was right. When she said loudly, "Where does he keep the porno movies, Sabrina?" the room fell silent for a moment.

Sabrina recovered quickly and said, "Shut your stupid mouth!"

But Katie said, "I know you come over here to watch porno movies and suck his cock." This was bad. If Katie should mention one word to a friend at middle school, the news would surely spread like wildfire and I would be finished. She must have noticed the look of horror on my face. "It's no big deal," she said. "I bet they don't do it right, anyway."

"What do you know, you brat!" snarled her sister. "You've never sucked a cock in your life."

"Now girls, let's not fight," I said lamely.

"I suppose you think you can do better?" Sabrina said. "I'd like to see you try." With that, she went over to the shelf where I keep my DVDs, picked one from the case, and inserted it into the player.

'Oh shit, ' I thought. 'She wouldn't... ' But she did. The video she chose was Face Fucking, Inc. Sabrina found the scene she wanted and it began to play. It was a particularly nasty scene in which a young girl is taught to deep throat by an older woman. The girl's hands are tied and a stiff dick is forced down her throat over and over.

I confess that this scene never fails to get my cock hard.

Katie watched the video wide-eyed while her sister made comments like, "That's how you're supposed to suck a dick," and, "You think you can do that?" Katie didn't answer, just continued to watch and drink. The scene ended as you might expect—the guy blasted a huge load across the girl's face.

"God, that makes me hot," Sabrina said. "Katie, get over here and eat my pussy."

"Ew, gross!" said Katie.

Sabrina laughed. "Don't try to pretend you don't like it. Besides, Coach already knows you ate me and Becca and Missy the other night."

Katie turned beet red and looked down. "And don't even think about telling anyone about what we do here," Sabrina said, "or I'll tell everyone that you love to eat pussy. And I have witnesses."