To Bask in Breastford Ch. 25

Coach Dick watched in awe as Brooke and Brittany walked over to him like models on a runway. Brooke pressed her body against the right side of his. She gently placed her right hand on his chest as she flung her head around, closed her eyes, and leaned in to kiss him. He wrapped his arm around Brittany's waist on his left just as his lips touched Brooke's. Within moments his other arm was around Brooke's waist and he was pinning both of their young, busty bodies against his.

The girls shifted their long, slender legs in an effort to gain a better center of gravity and remain comfortable as sandwiched their coach between them. Coach Dick broke his kiss with Brooke and looked down for a moment, relishing the sight of two huge racks pressed against his own chest. The girls' boobs were so big that they were only a few inches apart, despite the obvious barrier of his own body between them.

As the coach turned his head and leaned in to kiss Brittany he couldn't help but think that both sets of melons were simply so big they demanded their own space - like huge planets with unrivaled power.

Brittany's lips were pressing against his hard and were eagerly coming back for more; she was really getting into it. Coach Dick felt the unmistakable feeling of a hand on his bulge and knew immediately that it had to be Brooke. He hadn't expected the girls to be so abrupt, but then again he had been wearing them down for a while now.

He broke away from Brittany and looked down, his view of Brooke's hand on his tented pants obstructed by the four big breasts directly below him. His erection began to throb harder in Brooke's grasp as he stared at her massive melons, and then turned his gaze to Brittany's giant jugs.

"That's it, ladies..." he moaned as Brittany now took hold of his bulging hard-on as well, mimicking what they had been doing to the bottle of wine previously. "Have you two ever heard of a place called Hooter Heaven?"

"No." Brooke said as Brittany shook her head, although she noted that the term did sound vaguely familiar.

"Well, you see, ladies...I've always wanted to go to Hooter Heaven." The coach said, giving a small moan as he lightly thrusted into the girls' willing hands.

"So why don't you just go, then?" Brooke stated with an annoyed tone.

"Yeah," Brittany added. "In fact, why don't you just go right now and don't ever come back?"

She and Brooke laughed to each other as they continued to stroke their coach's cock.

"Very funny, girls..." Coach Dick said, not stung by their words in the slightest. "And believe me...if I could, I would."

"What is it like, really far or something?" Brooke asked.

Coach Dick smiled as he stared down at the two mega-sized sets of tits below him. He hadn't looked at their faces in quite some time, but he didn't need to look at them to picture their looks right now. Brooke was easily the bitchier of the two, and it didn't take much imagination to imagine the look on her face. He hadn't any imagination to spare at the moment anyway; it was all fueling the possible scenarios involving the girls' bare, naked breasts...

"It's not that it's far. It's just hard..." Coach Dick paused as he thrusted his cock into the girls' grasping hands and forced them to stroke it faster. "...hard...to get to."

"Oh...!" Brooke said as she felt the head of her coach's dick give a particularly hard throb. She had been gliding her hand up and down his cock faster, Brittany's hand following her lead directly below hers.

"Ahhhh...fuuuuck..." Coach Dick moaned as he tried his best to keep his cool while the two chesty teens stroked his cock for him. "Yeah...keep it up, girls..."

"What's so great about this Hooter Heaven?" Brooke asked.

"Yeah..." Brittany said as she gripped her coach's cock. "Why do you wanna go there so bad? And why is it so hard to get to?"

Coach Dick slid his hands down the girls' waists and ran them over the swell of their buns. He took a bun from each girl and squeezed. The girls didn't gasp or react the way he had thought they would. Instead both girls moved their outside legs upwards and began rubbing his inner thighs gently with their knees. Occasionally their knees would bump, but this never slowed their hand movements down as they continued to stroke his cock through his pants.

"First of all it isn't just me...all men...want to go there..." He stuttered, finding it difficult to speak with his hands on their asses and their hands and legs all over his crotch...not to mention the added temptation of their gorgeous racks. "And second...second...we can't just 'go there.' We have to be taken there."

"You have to be taken there? By who?" Brooke asked as she felt moisture on his pants now.

"Well...that's what makes it so hard..." Coach Dick said, as he angled his cock toward Brooke as best he could in an effort to get her to stroke the tip. "We have to be taken there by two busty, breasty, big-titted babes..."

"Uh!" Brooke moaned as she felt pressure building up in her hand only to be released, followed by what felt like something shooting out. The process wasn't repeated, and the pressure subsided allowing his cock to remain stiff in her hand as she stroked it. "Uhhhhh..."

Brooke moaned, and then leaned down and rested her head on her coach's shoulder. She continued to stare down at her hand nonchalantly as she and Brittany stroked him.

"We're busty..." Brittany said, coaxing both Brooke and Coach Dick to turn their attention to her. "Brooke and I...we have big breasts."

"You sure do..." Coach Dick said making it known that he was staring at their tits as he turned his head from side to side obviously; taking in the sight of one busty pair after another.

"Big, big breasts..." Brooke said as she picked her head up and looked at her coach. She leaned in and spoke her next words with her lips almost touching his. "34DDDs..."

"Yeahhh..." Coach Dick moaned, unable to tear his gaze away from hers as her face lingered; his cock throbbing hard in her hand.

"But, sorry..." the busty blonde said as she turned her face fast and swung some loose strands of hair away. "We don't know where Hooter Heaven is. So I guess you're out of luck."

Coach Dick opened his mouth to speak, but realized he didn't have anything to say. He turned to Brittany, who only shrugged. It was silent for a moment as the three of them turned their focus back to his cock and their hands. The anxious coach had to admit that even the task at hand wasn't a bad one.

"You know, girls, just because you don't know where it is shouldn't stop you from trying." Coach Dick said, seemingly out of nowhere.

This caused the two blondes to turn their heads to him and give him their full attention.

"You want us to try? Even though we don't know where it is?" Brooke asked, in her most annoyed tone yet.

"Yes." Coach Dick stated, his cock still throbbing in their grasps. "I mean, what kind of players would you be if you just quit everything you've ever started."

Both girls gave out sighs of frustration.

"Whatever." Brooke said. "How do we get there?"

"Well, first I need to lose these pants." The coach answered her, gesturing with his head.

He watched as both girls planted their feet on the ground and their dual-handjob ceased. They each stood in front of him as Brooke began undoing his belt and button while Brittany unzipped his fly and reached inside. Within moments he felt Brittany's hand on his bare cock and felt it being tugged out of his pants forcibly. When it sprang free he felt relieved as it started to swing around...until Brittany put a stop to it by taking hold of it, once more, at the base.

"How are we supposed to take you to Hooter Heaven if we don't know where it is?" Brittany asked, holding his cock and gently stroking its base.

"It's really more of...uhhh...state of mind." Coach Dick said, still feeling excited at feeling Brittany grabbing his bare cock. "You'll see."

"Whatever." Brooke said, glaring at him in annoyance. "So what next?"

"Why don't we start with a blowjob?" the coach asked, boldly.

In spite of themselves, the two teens didn't say a word as they both crouched down and rested their knees on the floor. Coach Dick could not believe what he was seeing. Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust were about to go down on him without so much as a single protest.

"Make that a double blowjob..." He said, staring down at the two girls' big, beautiful eyes in an effort to press his luck.

Brooke responded by taking his cock in her hand at the base and forcefully shoving her mouth around half of it...her eyes staring up at him questionably.

"Uhhh...fuuuuuck...! Yeahhhhh...!" Coach Dick moaned, his cock throbbing hard in the busty blonde teen's mouth. After a few dozen bobs Brooke took his cock out of her mouth and handed it to Brittany, who immediately began bobbing on it. Brittany's suction power was incredible, and the eager coach had a difficult time holding back his load inside her warm, wet mouth.

"Unhh!" Brittany moaned as she pulled his cock out of her mouth, her tongue flicking at the tip as she did so. Brooke now took his cock from her hand and began sucking on it the way she had done previously, her eyes meeting her coach's gaze.

"This is great..." The coach moaned as he threw his head back, and brought it back down to look at the busty blonde Brooke for a moment. "But I did say 'double' blowjob, right?"

Brooke continued to stare at him as she pulled his cock out of her mouth until his tip was pursed against her lips. She kissed and sucked the head for a moment as she readjusted her body. Almost immediately she had her lips pressed against the right side of his cock, and to the coach's delight he saw Brittany leaning in and pressing her lips against the left side.

He threw his head back again as both girls began sliding their lips up and down opposite sides of his cock; he glided between them so easily and naturally that he had to wonder if this was what they had been born for.

"Ohhhh yeah!" Coach Dick exclaimed as he reached down to the girls' blonde heads and began to thrust his hips forward, his cock sliding past their lips forcefully. "That's it...suck my cock Brooke, Brittany...you big-busted babes!"

The girls wrapped their tongues all over his shaft as they felt their coach's cock throbbing against their lips...but all this was put to a halt as a figure appeared on the other side of the door and they heard knocking.

"Daniel? Daniel, are you still here? I'm back."

"SHIT!" Coach Dick exclaimed, somewhat loudly. Despite having his hands on both of the girls' heads he dropped his guard for a moment. Brooke and Brittany pulled away in shock, and he doubted that there was anything he could've said to save the situation. "It's Samantha."

"Samantha...?!" Brooke said as she and Brittany quickly got to their feet. Despite the gravity of the situation Coach Dick had to respect the girls' athleticism. It wasn't easy for them to perform everyday feats with those huge tits they had to lug around, and watching them get to their feet so quickly really drove it home for him.

"If she finds us here..." Brittany began, but Coach Dick finished it for her.

"I'll lose my job." He said, prompting surprised looks from both girls. "And Coach Blue will demote the both of you to second team."

"Then it's a good thing no cleanup is necessary..." Brooke said as she stepped in front of Coach Dick and ran both her hands up and down his length gently. Coach Dick was staring into her eyes deeply when he felt severe pain due to the fact that Brooke had forcefully shoved his cock back into his pants through the zipper...which she then zipped up. "There now."

"Oww! Geez!" Coach Dick said, rubbing his crotch. "That fucking hurt!"

"You know...this might be a little like pouring salt on your wound but I think I should just point this out." Brittany responded

"What?" Coach Dick asked as she and Brooke stood in front of him.

"We promised you one practice session, and we gave you one." Brittany said.

"Yeah, so...ohhh..." Coach Dick said, now realizing what she meant. "But wait, you can't just-...I mean, this wasn't even the...er...FUCK!"

"Yeah...so...we're gonna go now." Brooke said as she turned toward the door.

"Thanks for your help." Brittany said to him, as if offering him a consolation. "But we'll take it from here."

Brooke reached for the doorknob, but before she could take hold of it it began to turn. Both she and Brittany stepped back as the door swung open and Samantha came into view on the other side.

"What-"Samantha started. "What are you...Daniel I thought you had work to do?"

"He did." Brooke said, abruptly. "We...needed to go over some plays. You know Brit and I...we can't seem to ever keep anything locked up...in here..."

She touched her index finger to the side of her head and tapped it. Samantha looked from her, to Brittany, and then to Coach Dick before speaking up.

"You two..." she pointed to Brooke and Brittany. "Hit the showers. I need to speak with...Coach Dick. He has something he needs to give me..."

"Oh, wow, ummm...okay..." Brooke stammered as she and Brittany suppressed giggles. Judging by her tone they had deduced exactly what Samantha meant.

"See you around!" Brittany said as she and Brooke brushed past Samantha to the door.

"Oh, and...Coach Dick?" Brooke said when they had made it safely to the other side of the threshold. "You uhh...have fun with that! Okay?"

The door was then shut, and the faint echo of laughter could be heard coming from the hallway.

Coach Dick stared at Samantha with hate in his eyes. She had disturbed the best thing that had ever happened to him. Brooke and Brittany had been primed to give him a double-blowjob, and if it hadn't been for Samantha barging in on them they would have made him a god amongst men. In spite of this he managed to muster what civility he could, and he spoke in a professional tone.

"What can I do for you?" he said, trying to conceal his anger.

Samantha stepped forward and crossed her arms over her chest. The motion caused her enormous and fatty gut to spill out over her shorts.

"Did you have fun with your blonde sluts?" she asked.

"Sluts?" Coach Dick said, feigning surprise. "I'll have you know that those are two of the sweetest, kindest young ladies I've ever met. They are dedicated to the sport, and well if you must know, I don't think they've even had sex yet. How could they be sluts?"

"You tell me." Samantha said as she sat down on the couch against the wall. "What slutty things did they do for you?"

"The only thing they did for me was show up at this late hour. And kudos to them for doing so. They really did me a favor."

"I'll bet they did..." Samantha said, glaring at him.

"What would Barbara and Beth think if they heard you making these accusations?" Coach Dick said, meeting Samantha's glare. "Hm? Samantha?"

"What would they think if I told them that a coach they hired is currently FUCKING their daughters?" Samantha said, angrily.

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Coach Dick said, holding his palms out as if trying to stop her from screaming. "No one is fucking anyone here..."

"Really?" Samantha explained. "Then why don't you explain why you didn't answer the door?"

"Well," Coach Dick said. "I was still giving a lecture. Brooke and Brittany aren't the brightest bulbs in the box and it takes them a little time to understand the complexity of my plays."

Samantha glared at him, but didn't say a word.

"In fact," Coach Dick continued. "They're the dumbest. I kept telling them to chest pass and they kept trying to take their fake tits out and hand them to each other."

Samantha gave a small chuckle, trying to hide a much bigger one as she struggled to maintain her anger.

"And when I told them to do lay ups they kept thinking I was referring to their mothers..."

At this Samantha burst out laughing.

"Beth and Barbara are the biggest sluts? Aren't they?" she exclaimed.

"Of course...I knew that as soon as I laid eyes on their plastic bodies." Coach Dick lied.

"Soo...THAT's why you let Coach Blue have them?" Samantha asked, prompting a confused look from Coach Dick's face.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean for it to come out like that." Samantha said. "But, I found out about what you did and I couldn't help but feel suspicious. You understand, right?"

"I think I might..." Coach Dick said. "But it really hurts, you know?"

Samantha stared at him blankly.

"I mean...I have to deal with all the lies from the plastic Barbies in this town...they don't even have the decency to lie to me with words. Their bodies lie to me all on their own!"

"I know..." Samantha said.

"And then I have to deal with your lies? I thought you were real. I thought you were a real woman..."

"I am...!" Samantha exclaimed. "I'm sorry, Daniel. I really am. But if you give me just fifteen minutes...I will show you firsthand that I AM a real woman..."

"Very good..." Coach Dick said, trying to keep his stomach from turning.

* * * * * * *

Sunlight was turning into darkness as Coach Steven Blue walked along the sidewalk. He was two houses down from his own house, which had become much more like a prison as of late. Not only had Laura not forgiven him for attempting to sleep with Barbara and Beth, but their marriage seemed bleak at this point. That mattered none to Coach Blue at the moment, however. His real punishment was the fact that Laura had not let him out of her sight. She refused to let their marriage die, and instead chose to keep him on a leash like a form of dog.

Even now he was on a strict walking regimen. He had just left, so that gave him a good half hour before his wife began nagging him to come home. Aside from that he was no longer allowed to drive their car unless it was to work...and he was genuinely surprised that Laura let him do that. But, he figured, if all she wanted was his paycheck and his only means of obtaining it was to be around dozens of busty teenage girls then concessions had to be made.

As he walked down the street with night drawing near he spotted a familiar face, and the unforgettable body of Gretchen Swanson.

His heart leapt. It had been quite a while since the prospect of a release had been available to him that even Gretchen's D cups were enough to arouse him rigid. He could remember a time when Gretchen's breasts weren't enough for him; a time when Brooke Biguns and Brittany Bust treated him like a king. As it so happened the good coach had been preoccupied with thoughts of Nina and her giant knockers due to her one-on-one counseling sessions with him, and Gretchen seemed like as good a place as any to shoot his load.

"Gretchen!" he said.

"Coach Blue!" Gretchen exclaimed, with almost no effort to hide her excitement. "What are you doing?"

Coach Blue looked around momentarily as if trying to postpone his own answer.

"Oh, I'm just...you know...taking a walk." He said.

Gretchen peered at him with an eyebrow raised.

"You mean your wife finally let you out?" she said.

Coach Blue cleared his throat in an effort to suppress the shocked look on his face.

"What...uhh...what makes you say that?"

"Oh, nothing." Gretchen said. "Just speculating."

"Well, Laura and I might not be on good terms but I assure you...I'm capable of going out if I want to. I'm a man; she can't control me."

"I see." Gretchen said, looking around cautiously before turning back to him. "Then I suppose a man like yourself wouldn't mind meeting me...out back?"

She gestured to the backyard of her mother's house.

"I wouldn't mind at all." Coach Blue said, eager to get off.