Sexy Coaches Novels & Stories

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

Her tanned skin glistened with sweat, while the sound of the faucet dripping grew fainter as the water in the bathtub filled up. Every moan they shared, every kiss and touch that occurred made my body tremble. I hate p**n, but now I’m watching it live. “Oh shit!” the woman moaned as Max slid his finger into her pussy. His movements were so fast and right, touching every sensitive spot perfectly. Without realizing it, I brought my own finger to touch my pussy. My eyes occasionally closed as I felt the pleasurable sensation from my touch. Every time Max twisted his finger, I would do the same, imagining that he was doing it to mine.

Jim: "Mom, I AM more man than that wimp you call a husband, aren't I?" Sue: [Taking hold of his gigantic organ and his swollen testes, squeezing one and hefting the other to gauge its pendulous weight.] "Sweetheart, you are MUCH more man than that sissy. Your ten inch babymaker is so huge, so strong, and so virile. It's at least three times the length and volume of that spineless husband of mine. I am your slave; I will do anything for you. I must have you...I need that cock inside of me, touching me where your father never did, never could."

A single, solitary dollar said that Sebastian Walter Murphy hasn't left yet because he's still trying to figure out where Rae grew the balls she did to tell him off. I mean, that's quite simple. Life made her tough. She had to grow up very quickly. She has to make these big decisions and then live with the consequences, good or bad. She has been beaten up. She endures a lot of shit, including all the shit Sebastian threw at her over the past ten years. She has to be strong when she shouldn't have to be. She should be allowed to be vulnerable, but the world told her she can't be because she has to be ruthless. Thatcher Spencer was ruthless. Rae Spencer has to be too.

he said smoothly, voice like velvet over steel. Damian’s gaze was icy. “Alessandro. End this. Now. No games.” Alessandro chuckled softly. “Games? No, Damian. This is strategy. Kane was a pawn, Matteo a tool, and you… you were predictable. I anticipated every move you’d make.” Isabella stepped forward, heart hammering. “Predictable? You underestimated me.” Alessandro’s smirk widened. “And yet, predictability ensures survival. You see patterns, anticipate moves—but you can’t anticipate obsession, desire for power, and desperation.”

I nearly yell, rolling my eyes. Ashton's serious expression were changed to a playful one, "God, you're going to mess me up," he chuckled, "Well, I can only tell you that she's in our school and in this classroom. We talk a lot and she's pretty. Funny too and smart. She's kind. Goodluck finding out who she is." Ashton pinched my nose with force as I groan saying it was painful, but it wasn't really. Being the simple minded I was, I looked all over the classroom and observe every girl and asked myself the stupidest question:

Carlos sliding his hand, down to my vagina, fingering, making me scream his name while my eyes roll to the back. I could also try out those sex positions that I read from my karma sutra book. I have had so many fantasies for a long time now but Carlos just want to remain celibate which isn’t good for me. I am someone who doesn’t have that much luck in men because of my size but when Carlos came into my life as my secretary, I knew that I have hit a jackpot. Though I was crushing on him so badly, I never for once tried to tell him, he was the one who told me that he likes me.

She said blowing his kisses and that's how the two ladies managed to get past the huge line and enter the club without any opposition. " You should learn afew tricks from me." Vee said casually. Yes, Sheila admired how easily she could handle matters but that was something she herself could never pull out. Not because she couldn't but because she was a reserved woman. " No thankyou. it's already enough to have you, this country doesn't need any other for that." Sheila declined the offer politely. Vee was born a natural seductress, she didn't need to put much effort to pull off that role.Her pair of hazel mischievous orbs added to her advantage. She could charm any Man she wanted. No man so f

Zeyo laughed after knowing that I have a new secretary, and it's a woman. "Stop it; I'm tired and bored of pretending to be gay. I'm going to have a female secretary. Dude, it's killing me!" I said with a frustrated voice. I felt someone hug me around the neck. I'm sitting on the sofa in my condo right now. Here, I can do everything that I couldn't do outside or inside the company. Here, I don't have to pretend. "Is she sexy?" a seductive voice from behind. "Are you acting like that because she's sexy?" Nheya asked while hugging my neck. I grabbed her hand, wrapped it around my neck, and glanced at her.