He was ready to blow his load now, but he had to hold off until he saw Marilyn and Nada go down on each other. Nothing in the world turned him on more than watching Marilyn's blonde head bob between Nada's thighs as Nada's chestnut head bobbed between Marilyn's thighs. The two girls would go at each other like hungry animals, sucking and biting, slurping up and drinking each other's honey-like pussyjuices, tongue-fucking each other until they squirmed and squealed with mutual ecstasy. He'd been watching them eat each other for years, since their junior high days when they'd first started coming to Memorial High for special, advanced coaching.
They were the two most talented gymnasts he'd ever coached, and he'd coached many talented girls. Before coming to Memorial High School six years ago, he'd coached college and national level gymnastics. He'd served as a world gymnastics official. He'd coached several potential world-class girls, but he'd never succeeded in producing an international medal winner, so six years ago he'd thrown in the towel, the pressures and frustrations of coaching at the world-class level too much for him, and he had accepted a much lower-pressure, but well-paying job here at Memorial High. When he'd taken the job, he'd never dreamed that one day he'd be coaching the likes of Nada and Marilyn, who were not only the most talented girls he'd ever coached, but the best-looking and most voluptuous as well.
If I could just get my hands on them! he thought. Just once! The experience would blow his mind, would probably kill him, but what a way to go! All he'd been fantasizing about sexually these last few years was Nada and Marilyn naked, Nada and Marilyn together in bed with him, Nada and Marilyn fucking him.
"Oh Jesus!" He released his cock as a dangerous tremor shot through it, then held his breath, praying he wouldn't go into spasms. He had to save his cum-load for the sight of them sucking each other. Then the pleasure when he came would be that much better.
His cock flexed wildly in the dark, dripping thick drops of cum. When the pulsations eased in it, when it settled back down to a slow throbbing, he grabbed his cock again and stroked it, more slowly this time, more carefully.
The two girls moved under one shower together, pressing their tits together and kissing as the hot water sprayed over their shoulders. Their bellies slid together. They humped, their pussy-mounds – one blonde, one dark – wet and rubbing against each other. They wrapped legs around each other's legs, stroking hot toes up and down each other's smooth legs…
Unfortunately, although the coach could hear the sounds in the locker room outside the front door of the women's office, he couldn't hear the sounds coming from the shower room. The one-way mirror was too thick, too well sealed and insulated. He heard the moans of the two kissing teenagers only in his mind.
If only he could kiss those mouths! he thought. If only I could rub myself against those silky smooth bodies! If only I could drop to my knees and worship them, licking between their legs, licking them inside and out!
He imagined himself fucking them, but he knew that he would never, never be able to have them in real life. They were the touchiest, most temperamental girls he'd ever met. He'd learned long ago never to lay a hand on them.
He'd once been clawed in the face by Marilyn when he'd tried to hug her during a televised gymnastics meet after she'd scored a perfect 10 on the balance beam. A photograph of the incident had made newspapers around the country, and the humiliation would follow him throughout the rest of his career. Even if Marilyn or Nada won Olympic medals, the media would remember him not for his years of work and dedication to make them champions, but for the time he was humiliated on national television by a five-foot-tall girl with pigtails.
As Marilyn dropped to her knees in front of Nada and started blowing her, Ross imagined himself shoving his cock in Marilyn's mouth. He could see her lips stretch thin and nearly tear around his massively thick cock. He could see her choke as he forced his cock-head down her throat. As much as he loved his two young stars, as much as he knew he would protect them with his life, he also felt the need to punish them, to humiliate them for having humiliated him, to get back at them for having treated him as untouchable despite the countless hours he'd spent with them these last six years to make them world-class competitors.
"Suck it, bitch!" he whispered, watching Marilyn's head bob, watching her chew at Nada's dark-furred pussy and drink Nada's fuck-juices.
He pumped his cock, imagining the feel of Marilyn's hot lips sliding up and down around it. His balls swelled. As Nada's eyes rolled with pleasure, his own eyes rolled with pleasure.
"Blow that horny slut, you cunt-sucking bitch! Blow my cock!" the coach growled.