League of His Own Ch. 02

I don't think any of us lasted past 10pm before we were all tucked up in our own beds alone.

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"So are you dating Kim or not?" Mark asked at lunch.

"No, we're not dating. She doesn't want to be my 'rebound' and I don't want anything exclusive. My own mother suggested I spend some time dating around, that I don't just leap into my next relationship quickly. Kim has already told me she's happy with a FWB situation."

"Shit, really?" Chris exclaimed, "I always thought of her as a little..." I glared at him immediately. He sat back and grinned. "I wasn't going to say it, mate. I know how much you two care about each other."

"I still don't know why didn't start dating her instead of Rachel," Mark muttered.

"Because we're friends first, mate. I've known her longer than anyone else except my family."

Greg started to laugh. "I know for a fact that, in ten years, you'll be married with three kids together."

"If you're not dating Kim, is she dating anyone else?" Mark finally asked.

"No, she's single, just like me." I wasn't going to admit I was fucking my sister's and mother to anyone. "But she won't date until... um... Anyway, I don't think she's interested in dating anyone else. She already knows what university she'll likely be attending, and has pretty much suggested that a FWB relationship with me would work well, simply because she could fob off questions by saying she's involved with me."

"And she'd be okay with you fucking others?" Greg wondered.

"Yes, she knows we won't be exclusive and that's the whole point of a FWB relationship. I've told Kim that, as soon as she wants exclusivity, I'd drop everyone else unless I had feelings for someone."

"But you already have feelings for Kim," Mark insisted.

"I love her but I'm not in love with her. That might change in the future. At the moment, we're happy with our arrangement." Clearing my throat, I added, "Anyway, first game of the season is this Saturday at our home ground. I won't be starting nor on the bench, but my presence is required as part of the team. Mum, Kyla, Aimee and Kim will be there. Any of you guys coming along?"

"Mate, all of Northern Meadows High School will be there, at least our year group. When you make your debut? The entire fuckin' school, mate!"

A school day was broken up into eight 'periods'. Two in the morning before a short recess. Two after that before a five minute break, then two more before lunch. After an hour for lunch, two more before the end of the day. My last double period that day was PE (what Yanks call gym class), something I always enjoyed as there was more chance of being outside than stuck in a classroom. Thankfully, they'd split the curriculum recently, as Kyla had done PDHPE (Physical Development, Health, Physical Education), and they'd spent most of their time in the classroom, little emphasis on the third part. Now there was Development and Health classes, and PE classes.

Miss Taylor was the lone female PE teacher and I was fortunate enough to be in her class. Being a rather confident young man nowadays, I hadn't been backwards in coming forwards regarding my flirting with our new teacher. What surprised me in return was her flirting in return, and it didn't take long for it to get rather naughty. We never did it in front of any other students, leaving it for before our class, when I usually arrived first, primarily to flirt with her, or I'd hang out afterwards, and we'd have a chat about things.

The class went off without a hitch as usual, heading out to the sports field as she put us through a series of drills, the whole point of PE being to keep students fit and healthy. As soon as the end of day bell rang, nearly everyone else hurried off to grab their bags and hurry off home. I waited until everyone had given us space before I approached Miss Taylor. She curled her hair behind her ear, looking rather adorable and shy. She always was with me. I had a feeling why.

"Good class again, Miss Taylor."

"You barely seemed to break a sweat, Danny."

"Well, I do have a good level of base fitness due to my future profession. I'm in the gym pumping iron every evening at the moment as I need to maintain my strength." I flexed a bicep in front of her. "Go on, Miss. Have a feel of that one."

She chewed her bottom lip for a moment before one of her soft hands squeezed my upper arm. "Wow, that's quite impressive," she whispered, running her fingers up to my shoulder before moving back to my bicep and down my forearm. Meeting my eyes, she blushed immediately as she removed her hand.

"Need to be fit and strong for what I'm going to endure on the footy field. Six foot two behemoths running at me? A good reason I do a little boxing. Getting hit in the face sets me up for when I tackle a beast weighing over one hundred kilos."

Walking towards the PE building, she chuckled away. "You're around five-nine, right?"

"Yeah."

"Well, plenty of players who were even shorter. Generally playing your position, stand-off, dummy-half."

"Which team do you support, Miss?"

"Well, truth be told, I'm actually a Rangers girl. My dad was, and my grandfather too. It's tradition in our household. I only live a twenty minute walk from this school now. Have my own little apartment."

"Did you attend here as a student?"

"Oh no. I was sent to an all-girls high school. Fairly sure my father it was to protect my virtue. Let me tell you, young women can talk about the nastiest... um..." She met my eyes again before we walked into her office. "Anyway, I'm sure you have homework..."

"Can I give you a lift home, Miss? Hot day, I'm sure you don't want to walk home in this heat."

"What about Kim?"

I couldn't resist grinning. "She's not my girlfriend, Miss, and she said she was going into town to the library. She's probably on the bus by now."

"I'm not sure..."

"It's just a lift, Miss Taylor."

She chewed on her bottom lip again, looking me up and down. Damn, she looked sexy in that moment. Dark red, almost mahogany red hair. A pair of utterly gorgeous green eyes. Remnants of freckles across her face. I could pick her ancestry as she was rather pale, the barest hint of a tan. She licked her lips and I could only imagine what it would be like to kiss her. Being a PE teacher, she was naturally athletic, but there was no missing she had a great pair of tits. And her legs were out of this world. Probably only around five-five, but with the shorts she was wearing, tight to her arse, and those thighs...

"Okay," she said softly, "I'll just grab my things."

Grabbing her own backpack, we walked side by side towards my car, thankful the student car park was already empty. I'm fairly sure it was empty within five minutes of the final bell of the day ringing. Opening the door for her, she smiled and thanked me before sliding in, walking around the car, dumping my bag in the back, before getting behind the wheel.

The drive to her apartment complex didn't take all that long, parking up outside on the street. She glanced at me again, looking rather thoughtful. "I've barely been full-time teaching a couple of months and I'm already thinking of doing something very inappropriate," she said softly.

"And what would that be, Miss?"

"Want to come inside for a drink?"

"I'd love to, Miss."

Following her inside, I was mesmerised by the way her his swayed and the firmness of that tight butt on display. The apartment complex was only three levels, and she lived in one of the two on the top floor. Following her inside, it was rather modern, only a one room place, but she admitted that, being single, she'd rather live alone. She liked having few distractions.

"As you're driving, I'm assuming you don't want a beer?"

"Soda will be fine, Miss."

"You're in my home now, Danny. My name is Rebecca, though I prefer Becca."

"Becca it is. Only here though."

Leading me to her couch, we sat down. As I positioned myself first, I was surprised she sat close to me, kicking off her shoes and curling her legs underneath her, turning to face me. "So your first game of the season is Saturday. How are you feeling about it?"

"I'm not playing so I don't have any nerves. I do hope the team starts the season well though."

"How's training going?"

"It's tough. My skills are already there, it's simply about improving them with experience. Most of the training is still strength and conditioning. As I'm only part-time, it will take me longer to build a base fitness that'll get me through the season. Once I'm full-time, I'll be in nearly every day. But youth has its advantages. What about you? Any sports you play?"

"I played netball until I was eighteen. Blew my knee out at nineteen. Took a year just to feel comfortable walking again. I now do a couple of things I find a little less strenuous."

"Oh yeah, what's that?"

"Golf." She took a sip of her drink before meeting my eyes, "And sex. The only problem is finding a regular partner for the second one. Surprisingly, finding golf buddies is quite easy."

"You're seriously telling me you're finding it difficult..."

"Well, I'm far pickier about those I'll fuck than those I'll play a round of golf with, Danny."

"Hmmm. I guess playing a round of golf with a bunch of fifty year old dudes... Yeah, I see your point."

"I know exactly why you asked to give me a lift, Danny. You're not exactly subtle with all your flirting, though I also know what happened with you before the school year started. I'm guessing you're looking for a little bit of fun with an attractive teacher?"

"I'll be completely honest. Bingo, Becca. I'm an adult, so are you. We don't tell anyone, we can have a lot of fun together."

She leaned forward to place her soda can on the coffee table. She took mine and placed it next to hers. Then she leapt on me. Her lips felt wonderful as they pressed against mine, leaning back against a couple of cushion as she wasted no time straddling my lap. Feeling her tongue slide into my mouth, I ran my hands down her back towards her arse. "You have any idea how popular you are?" she breathed.

"How do you mean?" I had to wonder.

"The teachers, Danny. When we get together, as soon as the men leave, my god, are you a hot topic of conversation. We pretty much all want to be with you like this."

"I'm flattered."

"Even Ms Symonds wants to drag you into her office, just have you bend her over her desk and pound her silly. She's divorced, lonely and aching for some young, hard dick." She smirked. "I'm getting you first."

"Fine with me. You're fucking fit, Becca."

Sitting up, she knew what I wanted, wrapping her limbs around me as I easily carried her into the sole bedroom, placing her down and I think we practically tore of each other's clothing in our haste to get naked and down to having some fun. I know my eyes lit up seeing her breasts for the first time, while her hands were busy caressing my body. I ensure I had her naked first, taking note of her arousal, which soon filled the room as her scent was wonderful, though when my cock was finally freed from my underwear, I enjoyed the sound she made.

"Fucking hell, you're hung as fuck, Danny," she gasped, "You fucked Kim yet?"

"No, not yet. I'm actually worried I'll hurt her the first time."

"She's a virgin?" Nodding, Rebecca smiled. "Oh, I know you'll be wonderful." Feeling her fingers wrap around my shaft, I leaned down to kiss her again, pulling her tight to my body, her hardened nipples pressing into my chest. When my hands moved down to her arse again, giving each cheek a gentle squeeze, she had to giggle. "I've been on a bit of a dry spell, Danny."

"Well, consider me honoured... Does that sound weird?"

"Nope, it just means you're happy to be here."

"I think it's obvious how happy I am."

Pushing me back a couple of steps, she left a trail of kisses down my body towards my groin, making note of the fact I kept myself shaved bare. I was honest and thought it just looked better, and probably made my cock look bigger. She laughed, assuring me my cock would look enormous even with out of control pubes.

She didn't tease me. She licked my shaft up and down for about a minute, getting it nice and wet, before I watched half of it disappear inside her mouth, her green eyes gazing up into mine. Moaning softly, I placed my hand on the back of her head as she wasted no time taking more and more of my cock each time. She couldn't deepthroat, stopping for a moment to admit that. I just leaned down, kissed her softly, and said what she was doing felt wonderful.

That comment simply upped her enthusiasm and determination to make me cum, and I was left thinking she would be happy to swallow. When I had to ask, feeling my orgasm approaching, the look in her eyes suggested that was a rather stupid question. But I'm a gentleman and don't just assume.

There was no doubt she wanted me to cum quickly. I didn't blame her, as I was eager to eat her out, and I think we were both eager to fuck. She knew I wouldn't be there for dinner nor for the night, it was only going to be a couple of hours of fun for an afternoon, though I was hoping it wouldn't be the only time we did this.

"Fuck... Becca..."

She released my cock, stroking me quickly. "Going go cum in my mouth, Danny? Your hot little teacher's hungry mouth?"

"Fuck yeah, I'm going to."

Having me take over, she happily sat back with her mouth open, waiting for me to finish in her mouth. I groaned as that first spurt hit bullseye, and after the first three, she lowered her mouth back onto my cock, moaning softly as she bobbed up and down again. "Oh fuck," I grunted, feeling my knees go a little weak as it was a rather nice orgasm.

She sucked me off until I was empty, sitting back again on her knees. Making her squeal as I lifted her up rather easily in my arms, throwing her onto the bed, watching her bounce, still giggling away, as I leapt onto the bed to join her. "Want my hot little pussy now, Danny?" she asked, sucking on a finger, trying to look innocent, "But I'm your teacher. You shouldn't be tasting my tight pussy, hungry to feel you cum in it later."

Grabbing her legs, I pulled her closer to me, earning another giggle and squeal, as I leaned down to kiss her. "Fucking hell, you're gorgeous," I growled, kissing her hard as my fingers moved to feel up her pussy. She was hot and wet, eager to be fucked. "Always wanted to fuck a teacher. Glad you turned up, Miss Taylor. Now I'm going to think about this afternoon every class going forward."

"Think this won't be the only time?" she retorted, "Danny, you're going to be fucking me a lot, or so I hope."

"Let me eat this pussy on offer first before we get to the fucking stage."

What surprised me is that Becca spread her legs wide and practically pushed my head down to her pussy. It glistened from how horny she was, her thighs rather wet at the same time. I licked up her thighs, tasting her for the first time, while her scent was delicious. I made myself laugh, thinking I was becoming a bit of a pussy addict. Honestly, I'd offer my services to the girls at school, those who were legal, just to taste a different pussy every day.

I knew I'd have to thank my mother and sisters for showing me what to do as, though the fact Rebecca was horny as fuck helped, it didn't take too long before she was warning me she was close within a couple of minutes. I loved feeling her pressing her body down into my mouth, eager for my tongue to please her. Sliding my tongue inside her sent a shiver through her body, and I could only hope her neighbours weren't in, as she wasn't being quiet.

"Oh fuck yes!" she cried out, "Make me cum!"

What my teacher wants, my teacher gets. When she begged for me to lick her clit, I had no problem being told what to do that would make it feel wonderful, and doing what she wanted achieved the desired result, her body shuddering as she cried out something intelligible, but I was rewarded with tasty teacher juices.

It was such a good one, she actually asked me to stop for a while, sitting back on my knees, amused when her body quivered occasionally, running her hands up and down her body. "Holy shit," she muttered, "Where did you learn to do that?"

"An older woman."

"Well, whoever she was, give her my thanks. Most young men your age won't even eat pussy."

"More fool them. I'm an equal opportunities lover. You go down on me, I'll go down on you."

Returning to the living room, I grabbed our soda cans, handing one to her once I was back on the bed, no surprise she took a couple of big gulps. Placing both cans on the nightstand, she rolled into me, our lips meeting again, a softer kiss this time, still passionate but no longer the urgency we were feeling earlier.

As soon as her fingers wrapped around my cock again, it was easy to figure out what she desired, and as I was hard, it would be a shame to waste an erection. Rolling onto her back, I slowly slid my cock inside her, unable to hold back the moan as she was incredibly tight. "Oh shit, you're thick," she murmured, "Take it easy, big guy."

"I will, don't worry," I replied softly.

I took my time burying my cock, using the slow method of pulling back after an inch or two, then sliding more inside again. I was in no rush to just pound her senseless. I knew I'd have to go home eventually, so intended to enjoy it. Her face lit up once I'd buried my cock entirely, glad I wasn't hurting her. "Fuck, that's good," she moaned.

As I started to thrust, I could only agree with that assessment. I'd go further and say she felt practically perfect. Add to that she was gorgeous and an undeniable sexpot, and there was no missing the attraction we already felt for each other.

Her legs eventually wrapped around me, changing the angle. She moaned louder, a string of curses that was impressive in itself, all of them waxing lyrical about my cock and how it felt, plus one or two compliments regarding my physique. "Pump me, lover boy," she moaned, "I need to feel you cum in me."

"Want to make you cum too."

"Don't worry about me. That orgasm you gave me will have me walking on air for a week. Gimme that cum!" She paused before adding, "I'm safe, of course. We live in a country where the pill is readily available. So give me that gooey goodness deep in my pussy."

"Damn, Miss..."

"I know what I want. Fuck me hard!"

So I fucked her harder. She moaned. She groaned. Made her grunt a couple of times. When she winced, I held back as I didn't like the idea of hurting her. She did admit I went deep a couple of times that caused a moment of discomfort, but her heels dug into my lower back, kissing me hard, growling for me to just fuck her until I came.

I have no idea how I managed to last as long as I did. It was nothing like the endurance event of previous weekends with my sisters, but fucking hell, she practically wore me out during that first time. Once I'd finally cum inside her, I had to immediate pull out, roll onto my back, and spend a couple of minutes catching my breath. She actually lifted herself up, worried I'd over-exerted myself.

"No, Miss," I muttered, "Just fucking you hard as requested. Damn, I know for a fact I'm now the luckiest student at Northern Meadows High."

"Want me to set you up with some other teachers?"

That had me whipping my head, my eyes no doubt wide in surprise. "You're serious?"

"Obviously not the married teachers, but there are a few single teachers. All the student teachers are university age, not sure how many are single though. Then there's Lisa in the office, she's single."

"I've flirted with her before."

"Oh, we all know. She's got a massive crush on you, Danny." She started to laugh. "Then there are all the girls in your year group, those that are single, who'd love to date the star half-back of our school team, who is soon going to be playing professional footy." She rolled onto her side, snuggling into me, kissing my cheek. "Don't worry, this will be our dirty little secret. No-one at that school will want to fuck with your future. Not even you know who..."