Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2006 10:49:16 -0600
From: Sere Mela <xv_foreverzero_vx@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lesbian Highschool - Tales of a High School Life - Gym

Hmmm, well, it seems I've gotten SOME responses from Orientation Day, so it
seems like I'm going to have to make this one extra, uhm, exciting!  And
nothing's more exciting than this!  Well, maybe I exagerate, but who cares.

Anyway, this story is mine, and mine alone.  I really don't mind what you do
with it for your personal pleasure just as long as it's not stolen with the
intent to sale or anything like that.  Anyway, enjoy it!  In fact, tell your
friends about it.  Print out a copy for those long days of vacation with
nothing to do.  It's winter after all, and chess, masturbation, and sex are
the best ways to keep warm.

Enjoy the story.  Comments, suggestions, and whatnot are always appreciated.
  In fact, hearing your praise is the only reward I really get, so think
about sending me an email.  If you have any personal kinks, I may be able to
work them in.  Oh, and, as always, the next installment (creatively titled
Swim Class) is being held hostage and without enough love and support, I
will throw it into a pile of horny people and let it be fucked to death, so
nyah!

Tales of a High School Life - Gym

	"I...hate...gym..." puffed Rachelle as she bent over.  She had just
finished the last of her sprints for the class with her three other friends
and, out of the three of them, she was in the worst shape which was quite
evident in her exhaustive state.
	"I...hate...it...too..." puffed Amanda mockingly.  Amanda was a born runner
and she wasn't even out of breath, the bitch.  And, of course, that blonde
with the cropped hair had legs to die for because of it which illicited
minor jealousy from the other members of their quad of friends.
	"Oh, stuff it, ya bitch," giggled Amy, who was also still out of breath but
she was the next fit in line next to Amanda.  "At least," continued the dark
brunette as she untied her waist length hair and let it soar, "Rachelle had
the decency to wear a bra!"
	Amanda blushed and squeeled softly as she demurely covered her breasts.  "I
am surrounded by perverts!" laughed the blonde and slapped Julie, who had
remained quiet during the exchange, on the rump.
	The Gallic descended red hair quickly jumped and turned to glare at Amanda
through her blush.  With that, the entire quad burst into laughing, slapping
their thighs while Rachelle struggled not to pass out from the extra
exertion.
	After a few moments, a whistle interrupted their reverie.  Normally, as
this was the last class of the day, they skipped out after half an hour
instead of the full hour.  But that was with their original coach and now
they were dealing with the fresh(wo)man gym teacher at Biana New Catholic
High.
	Coach Granger was a large woman.  Not fat, mind you, she was a gym teacher;
she was just...thick.  Her bosom was at least an E cup, maybe even an F.
Her body was thick and muscular with pleasant features, and a surprisingly
beautiful face.  Today she was dressed in a form fitting skirt and riding
hose (motor cycle panty hose!) along with a thick leather motorcycle jacket.
  She'd probably be considered extremely butch if not for the long, feminine
hair, the tastefully (but noticeable) done make-up, and those fat cow tits
hanging off her chest.
	"All right, girls, you've got your heart rate up now you can walk or run
the rest of the time.  I'll call roll before school ends then you can let
yourselves out after the bell.  The showers are open half an hour after
school ends, so no horsing around.  Questions?"
	Amanda felt the eyes on her.  She was always the outspoken one--the leader
so she mentally sighed and raised her hand, speaking when Granger made eye
contact with her.  "Coach Shoemaker didn't really care when we left and--"
	"Well, I am not Coach Shoemaker.  She has her way of doing things and I
have mine.  I will see you ladies before the bell rings," stated Coach
Granger, somewhat angrily before turning and storming out towards the
athletics department's building.
	"What a bitch," mumbled Rachelle once Granger was safely out of ear shot.
"I can't believe she won't let us go.  We're seniors, not some pukes!"
	Amanda nodded.  She was in a foul mood.  It wasn't that she was a brat
(though maybe she was); she just wanted to be treated with some respect.
She'd waited eighteen years to be treated like an adult and hated being
spoken to as some stupid little bastard. "Well, in that case, I have an idea
how to inject some courtesy into our bitchy substitute."

***
	"God, what's happening to me?" muttered Diann Granger.  The woman in
question was leaning against a wall located within the athletics department
(which was thankfully unoccupied).  There, she was busily stroking her
crotch through her thick racing skirt.  Her crotch was throbbing at the
sight of all those scantily clad girls bobbing down the race track.
	And that one, Amanda I think...god, she was hot.  I don't think she was
even wearing a bra.  I could swear I just saw her high beams...
	Coach Granger shook her head and went to the dressing room on the way to
the wash room.  Maybe a cold shower would do wonders for her.
	Once inside the changing room, however, she stopped.  Looking about, she
saw the clutter tossed inside the open lockers.  It was mess incarnate and a
small part of Granger thought that seniors should do better.  On the other
hand, another--larger--part of her throbbed in arousal as her closing the
door caused the mess beside her to collapsed ending with a pair of panties
resting on her tennis shoes.
	Diann picked up the pair of panties, her hands shaking and moaned softly as
she saw the dark patch nestled in the crotch of the panties.  Her eyes
momentarily slipped from the underwear to see the outline of her fat cock in
her hose through her skirt.
	The coach could no longer contain herself and with a few quick tugs, her
extremely short skirt was pooled around her feet and her hose was around
mid-thigh thus freeing her massive cock into the air.  The scent was the
first thing that hit the coach.  The smell of teen pussy and her own cock
sent pre forming at the tip of her shaft.
	Slowly Diann lifted the panties to her face.  She sniffed slowly at the
crotch and moaned in pleasure.  Firmly, she gripped her massive prick and
began jacking it roughly.  Her tongue slid against the soft material of the
panties as her hand blurred up and down her cock.
	So close.  Diann was so close.  The sheer pleasure sent her down onto her
knees.  The embarrasment of such a slutty display, in public no less,
combine with the sensations emanating from her thick meat.  Lacking the
willpower to resist, Diann stuffed the panties into her mouth and used both
hands to massage her prick; one squeezing and massaging her cockhead while
the other roughly handled the shaft.
	Suddenly, the coach's jerks became erradic as she approached orgasm.  Her
whole body tensed before crying out in pleasure, the panties slipping from
her mouth as she came.  And came she did, her knees jerking against her feet
as her giant cock splattering her spunk out to four feet from her, but most
pooling beneath her softening shaft.
	Coach Diann Granger's heart stopped as the door opened behind her. She
looked up, her semi-soft cock leaning against the floor, the panties from
her mouth in her pool of cum.
	She stared into the eyes of four beautiful girls dressed in running
outfits.  One was a pale red-headed beauty while another was a sweet looking
light brunette with a bow-tied ponytail.  In front of those two was a
darker-haired brunette, almost black, and a short-cropped blonde.  They were
the four girls from the aerobics class she just instructed!

***
	"What the hell is going on?" screamed Amy after getting over her initial
shock.  Even Amanda was in shock, but Amy was able to turn shock into anger
quickly because it was her locker than was a mess and it was her shorts in a
puddle of cum.
	Amy glared at the coach who was on her knees, seeming to have a heart
attack as Amy approached her.  The dark haired brunette stared down needles
at the display, though she felt the heat rise through her body.  "Well,
cunt?"
	"I--I--I don't know!  I was just walking here and--" Diann stuttered and
whimpered.  She stared up, feeling herself almost lose consciousness as her
heart lept in her chest.  Still, her cock started to harden again.
	"You little bitch!" shouted Amy as she pushed her tennis shoe down on the
coach's cock causing a cry of pain to escape those beautiful lips.  "You
were a complete asshole to us and you ran off to come jerk off in my
clothes!  I should go directly to the principal!  Or the police!"
	This time Granger did feel her heart stop.
	"No, please!  I-I'm sorry!  I'll do anything!  Just don't!  I don't want to
go to prison!  I'll be ruined!"  Diann was almost on the verge of tears.
Because of her physical characteristics, she was usually the one "in charge"
of any of her (extremely discreet) relationships.  Being this helpless in
any situation was so new.
	"You're damn right you'll do whatever we want," added Amanda, smiling as
she approached her friend.  "We were going to come in here and slap you
around until you learned some respect but now that won't be necessary, will
it, Rachelle?"
	Granger turned to the lighter brunette and the red-haired Julie standing by
the door and felt her face pale.  Both girls were blushing, but their
running shorts were pulled down slightly and each girl had a nice sized
girlcock out, gently stroking it.
	"Oh, yes..." cooed Rachelle, hard and dripping.  "She's so cute, too.  All
hard and dripping down there on the floor."
	"Oh, god, what the hell is wrong with you people?" whimpered Granger as Amy
and Amanda stepped closer to the gym teacher, who was able to see the
phallic object causing the running shorts to suddenly tighten.
	"Listen, bitch," grumbled Amy while grinding her shoe onto Diann's poor
dick, causing a shriek of pain.  "You'll pleasure us and be damned grateful
or we'll go to the police and say you raped us with your sloppy dick."
	Diann simply nodded and whimpered as Amy stepped forward with her cock out.
  She grabbed the back of the coach's hair and shoved her cock into that
wet, warm mouth.  Only the head could fit into that mouth, but Diann began
to slurp and lick it lewdly.  One of her hands reached up to jerk that cock
that was quickly starting to glisten with saliva.  Her other hand moved down
to stroke her girlcock which stood proudly in the air.
	"Oh, fuck...Amanda, you've got to try this.  Nnnng, this feels awesome!"
cried Amy.  The teenager was feeling her knees shake from the mounting,
unfamiliar pleasure coursing through her.
	Amanda stepped forward, her cock bobbing in the air as she watched the gym
teacher blow her friend.  Suddenly, she felt Granger's hand wrapped around
her cock and begin to jerk it.  Her head rolled on her shoulders as the
coach's firm hand blurred up and down her shaft.  She nearly came as the
coach popped the dick from her mouth lewdly and her tongue slipped around
the mushroom head of her friend.
	The two girls couldn't believe how incredible this felt.  Then, as Rachelle
and Julie approach the oral exchange, their world exploded as the coach
stuffed the cockheads of both Amy and Amanda into her mouth at once!  It
wasn't perfect and much of Granger's saliva spilled out around the cock like
a drooling baby.  With her free hands, she gripped each of the new cocks and
jerked them roughly.
	Amy and Amanda shuddered in pleasure.  Amy leaned against Julie while
Amanda to Rachelle as each pair stood on either side of the coach.  The
dark-haired brunette and the blonde shuddered and gripped their partner as
their cocks spasmed and blasted a fat load of seed out.  The coach, sensing
the imminent cum, slipping the cocks from her mouth, plastering the jizz all
over her features.
	Both Amy and Amanda shuddered and stumbled back, falling onto their asses
as they sorted through their massive orgasm.  However, Rachelle and Julie
were about to explode themselves.
	"Goddess, I can't take anymore!" moaned Rachelle.  The slender brunette
jerked the thick coach up and layed her back over a locker room bench.  She
spread the coach's legs apart immediately and, as Granger's eyes pleaded,
slammed her throbbing cock up that tight cunt.  Rachelle herself was a
virgin and was going on pure instinct as she began to pound Diann's lovely
twat.  The coach shuddered and moaned, feeling the cum drip down her face as
she was pounded in her unused, virgin-tight slit.
	Rachelle then rolled over and began to bounce the whore in her lap in front
of her other three friends.  She tugged the racing jacket up, the tight seam
left at Granger's nipples, cutting her tits in half, causing those lovely
orbs to bulge lewdly.  Julie shivered and leaned down, slapping the coach's
yummy cock back and forth, letting the streams of pre flow for the amusement
of the recovering Amy and Amanda.
	Julie, who had been mostly quiet so far, gripped Diann's obviously puffy
nipples through the jacket and tugged them firmly.  Her own girlcock
throbbed as she spoke.  "I want to fuck her too."
	Rachelle smiled and, amazingly, spinned the whore on her lap to face her.
Rachelle then slipped off the bench and pulled Diann down hard on top of
her.  Both Rachelle and the coach looked back at Julie as Rachelle peeled
the older woman's ass apart.
	Julie took her position behind Diann.  The teenager smeared her cock with
pre and positioned it against the teacher's ass.  Granger moaned and pleaded
for Julie not too, but lust overcame the young girl.  She couldn't control
herself anymore, having waited so longer for them.  Unceremoniously, she
roughly forced her semi-lubed cock into that tight ass.  Friction built and
all three of them cried out in pleasure as they pumped hard in and against
each other.
	Seeing this display of unmitigated girl lust, Amy and Amanda quickly
recovered.  The stepped in front of the whore and slapped their dicks
against her face.  Granger, being filled from both ends, couldn't quite
catch the agile members in her mouth.  Giggling to each other, Amanda jerked
the jacket fully up and slapped her tip against the nipple.  Amy, on the
other hand, grinded her member against Granger's sweaty pit.
	As the orgy approached its crescendo, Amy slipped back onto the bench.
Reaching around the mass of limbs, her bare feet reached Granger's cock.
She slapped it with her soles, at first, while Diann whimpered in lovely
pleasure.  Amy gripped the shaft with her toes and began to jack her hard.
	Diann finally couldn't take anymore.  What seemed like an eternity of
pleasure passed as she suddenly stopped throwing herself at the cocks.  She
shivered in painful love.  That familiar itch crept up her shaft as her
entire body orgasmed.  Her back arched as she slammed herself down on
Rachelle.  Her soft lips squeezed that cock as her juices flooded forward
while her shaft blasted a torrent of thick, white spunk.
	Feeling that sweet ass wrap around her cock so tightly, Julie didn't want
to be left out.  She slipped from that lovely hole, pointed her cock at
Diann's face and added her seed to Amy and Amanda's.  Amanda, who had been
jerking herself against Diann's tit added her own jizz to the paint on
Diann's flesh.  Rachelle, on the other hand, slammed deep and hard,
shuddered, and unloaded deep into the teacher's slutty pussy.
	"Goddess, that was wonderful," sighed Rachelle pleasantly, feeling herself
softening inside Granger.
	"Mmm, yes.  Coach--Diann--you're our slut now, I think.  Do whatever we
want, bend over when we want, and we won't tell the police how you molested
us," smiled Amanda, still stroking herself.
	The teacher simply nodded, her voice escaping her as she continued to
shudder in pleasure.  Her hips jerked and her cock still twitched.
	"I think gym just got interesting.  Shame you won't be our sub forever, but
I think we all found something to do in the mean time.  I think we have way
too much free time for lunch anyway."  Amy then smilled evilly, standing
over Diann and Rachelle, her cock twitching in her hand.  "Now, who's ready
for round two?"