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Nikkirotica Collection 1 – Nikki’s Shorts

Published By Nikki Hall

Copyright 2018 Nikki Hall


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1. Seducing Coach

2. Cosplay Bingo

3. The Wrong Twin

4. Interstellar Sex Dreams

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1. Seducing Coach

It was at the first game that he first thought that he might be in trouble. The fact that he knew nothing about volleyball wasn’t the issue. The girls had proven they could coach themselves well enough. It was when the girls all shed their track pants and tops and started jumping about the court. All they wore was those tiny lycra shorts and skin tight tops. He simply didn’t know where to look.


Greg had only been at the school for a couple of weeks. He was all too aware that as a young male teacher at an all-girls school some of the students were watching him a little more closely than they did some of the crustier members of the staff.

He’d been lucky to even get the job. During his interviews, the principal quizzed him about his ability at 26 years of age to separate his private life from his professional one and in particular about how he’d go about ensuring that his relationship with the students didn’t cross any moral or legal boundaries. He’d briefly considered declaring himself gay, but decided that would only end in trouble. Instead, he’d reassured the principal that he’d survived his years of student teaching when he was much closer in age to the students and had never had a problem during his first couple of stints as a professional teacher. It had been enough, along with references to get him the job.

Part of that job, it turned out, was to volunteer as a coach, mentor or chaperone an extra-curricular activity. He wanted the soccer program, as he played the game himself and knew what he was about, but that program was very successful at the school and well staffed. He’d worked his way through activities available but was struggling to find something that interested him when he was finally approached by a couple of girls seeking help with the volleyball team. They pleaded with him which was something of a surprise. Apparently they’d have to disband the team if they couldn’t find a teacher to help. He hadn’t agreed immediately, but had checked the facts and been told that it was correct. Without a staff mentor or coach the team would be disbanded. He didn’t want to admit that their looks had influenced his decision. Neither did he know much if anything about volleyball. He thought he’d be able to learn soon enough though and was pleased that once he’d said yes some of the other staff had come to him thanked him for helping out so that the girls could continue to play.


Tina looked across to where their ‘coach’ sat watching them warm up and smiled at him. He grinned back and she waved him over. She laughed to herself at his initial hesitancy.

“Girls,” Tina said as he approached, “I think you’ll find that Fiona and I have excelled in securing us a coach for the season, so for those of you who haven’t met him, our new coach is Mr. Danes.”

“Hi girls,” Greg said, blushing as the 10 or so girls all clapped and thanked him for saving their team.

“Right, I want to be honest with you up front. I know nothing about volleyball, but Tina and Fiona assured me that they would be happy to take on the actual coaching. I’m just here to make sure that you could all play. I’ll learn what I can as we go along and help out where I can.”

The girls laughed and clapped and then Tina got them back to warming up. Greg sat back down to watch. The sight of 10 athletic girls jumping around wasn’t exactly a chore to endure so he took his time checking them over. One of the benefits of teaching at an all-girls school was that there was plenty of beauty to appreciate. The volleyball team certainly seemed to have more than its fair share of that beauty. Most of the team were headed toward 6 foot in height, meaning that even standing, Greg felt somewhat intimidated, being only around 5 - 8 himself and they were all very slim. Only two of the girls, Heather (a 5’6” setter) and Mandy appeared to have bra sizes bigger than a B cup. He mused on this at one point as he watched Heather land, her chest taking a moment after the rest of her stopped to come to rest. The other setter, Susan, though taller than Heather by a couple of inches was shorter than the rest, but fit the slender, small breasted mold better than Heather did. Mandy seemed to be the other odd one out, being 6’ tall but will what was likely a C cup.

“She’d make a great model,” Greg thought. He caught himself perving on and mentally comparing the girls and wondered just how stable his professional defences might be.

“God Tina, he’s hot, how come we haven’t seen him before?” Heather asked as the girls grouped in a huddle to ‘talk tactics’.

“He’s only been here a couple of weeks,” Tina answered, “and he teaches in the middle school. I don’t think he teaches any senior classes at all. It was just lucky, I was in talking to the Head about whether we could still play without a teacher and he was listing off all the teachers and what they were doing. Mr. Danes’ resume was on the desk and on my way out I heard Crusty pick up the phone and tell him he had the job. I’ve been waiting ever since for him to start so I might get to him first. I couldn’t believe it when he showed up and was actually hot!”

“God I’d do him,” Susan said with a smile, causing the rest of the team to laugh and turn to inspect him.

“We’re lucky we get to play, so let’s not do anything to fuck it up hey?” Tina prompted the team and they agreed with varying degrees of reluctance and went back to training.


Greg tried to focus on what was happening as the girls played their way through their first game, thinking he at least might be able to start to help with the coaching. He’d been reading up on the rules and tactics, but it was something else to see it in action. It wasn’t made any easier when the girls all started bouncing up and down high fiving and hugging each other in their skimpy outfits. He found it difficult to concentrate as he was repeatedly presented with close up views of incredibly hot bums in their skin tight lycra shorts. Every time the girls went into ready positions to receive the opponent’s serve he nearly suffered heart failure!

The girls narrowly lost the game and the best that he could offer was to tell them that he’d been impressed and that they’d been unlucky not to win. He was treated to some tight but disappointed smiles. Clearly they’d expected to win.

“Tina, I know you want to get going but have you got a moment or two to try and explain some things to me?” he asked as she sat on the floor pulling her track pants on. He tried very hard not to look at the crotch of her shorts, though failed miserably.

“Sure Mr. Danes, I don’t have to be anywhere,” Tina agreed, not sure but thinking she’d caught him looking at her crotch.

The other girls departed, throwing a few sly comments her way and Greg even blushed when Heather called out that she’d be happy to join in if they needed help with special group moves. Tina spent the best part of an hour telling her new coach about what had transpired; the rules, the team’s weaknesses and strengths. Greg was amazed at just how mature her approach to the game was. Tina confided that she hoped to play professionally and then one day coach when she was finished playing. Volleyball was her life.

“Wow!” he said, clearly impressed, “Well thanks for the update, that’s a lot more than I expected,” Greg laughed, “Are you right to get home? It’s later than I realized.”

“Yeah, thanks Mr. Danes, my car is outside.”

“Oh, I keep forgetting that you’re all over 18, I’m too used to middle school,” Greg laughed. Tina said goodbye and left Greg to lock up the gym before he headed home.


“Mr. Danes can you help me with this stretch please?” Tina asked after their next training session. She eyed him over as he approached.

“What do you want me to do?” Greg asked, standing over the tall girl as she sat on the hard wooden floor.

“My hamstring is really tight can you stretch it for me?”

With that, Tina lay flat on her back and lifted her right leg, leaving the left flat on the floor. Greg swallowed as he placed a hand against her elevated heel and began pushing her leg forward. His line of sight travelled straight down the smooth curve of her long thin leg, all the way to the point just before her crotch where it disappeared into her tight little shorts. The further he pushed her leg, the tighter her pants pressed against her pussy. Greg tried desperately to think of something other than how remarkably flexible she was as he dragged his gaze away.

Tina closed her eyes and groaned as she felt her leg stretched and urged Greg to push it further. He was now standing beside her waist as her leg travelled back toward her chest. Tina opened her eyes slightly and glanced at his crotch, her insides tingling and nipples tightening as she thought about reaching her hand up the leg of his shorts.

“Can you stretch the other one too please?” Tina asked, her face a picture of innocence.

Greg had no choice but to continue stretching her, his eyes flicking swiftly about the gym and over her body in rapid succession, too nervous to look anywhere for long. Everywhere he glanced his team of athletic girls were stretching out, their tight volleyball outfits clinging to their curves. Heather was stretching just beyond them and as he glanced her way, she was on her knees in a yoga pose, hands reaching way out in front on the floor, resulting in her butt being presented to him, the shiny shorts clinging to her anatomy in a way that left nothing to his imagination. He gulped as he glanced back down, to see Tina smiling up at him.

“Good now?” he asked.

“Yep, thanks,” Tina responded happily, lowering her leg, her hands sliding along her muscles as if testing them out.


“Ok Tina, there’s something that I need to tell you and I’m not all that sure that you’re going to be happy about it,” Greg said to the captain after a training session several weeks later.

“You’re not quitting are you?” Tina demanded, her face starting to distort with impending anger.

Greg held his hands up in front of him, “God no! No, I just, well I entered you in a tournament is all,” he replied quickly, trying to forestall the young girl’s wrath.

“Oh thank God! Wait, which tournament?” she asked.

“The Hastenbury one,” he replied.

“Oh shit, but like that’s where all the top teams compete,” Tina said catching herself as she heard her voice starting to whine.

“I know. I think that it’s important that you have something to aim for to help the rest of the team come together and really work toward something.”

“Well, if you’ve entered us, I guess that’s where we’re going,” she said, smiling.

“Excellent!” he said greatly relieved, “I’ll let you break the news to the team.”

“Huh, thanks very much,” she said. “And I guess thanks for having confidence in us too.”

“Look, it’s a stretch, but I don’t think you’ll embarrass yourselves,” Greg told her before sending her on her way, automatically lowering his eyes to watch her tight bum in her volleyball shorts. Tina turned to look back at him as she left and he blushed.

“Busted,” he thought.


“Ok girls the trip is two weeks away.” Greg reminded them a couple of days later. “I’ve secured a bus and I’m right to drive it, have any of you managed to come up with a chaperone to come with us on the trip?”

“My Mum has said that she’ll come,” Denise admitted almost grudgingly, “but hey, that’s like only if none of you guys have a better option!” The girls laughed, each of them knowing how much they’d hate for it to be their mother on the trip with them.

“Mine has too,” sighed Jessica.

“Excellent, then all there is left to do is train those tight little butts off!” Greg announced clapping his hands, sending the girls off to warm up as he prowled around, pretending not to notice the wall to wall display of lycra clad bums.


“Mr Danes, I’d like you to meet my mother Anna,” Jessica said as Anna reached out to offer her hand to Greg.

“Nice to meet you Anna,” Greg said smiling warmly and taking her hand, careful not to let his eyes roam up and down the tall woman in front of him.

“Very nice to meet you Greg,” Anna replied coolly.

“And this is my Mum Barbara,” Denise told him. Barbara smiled and her eyes roamed over the young, athletic teacher.

“No wonder the girls talk about you so much,” Barbara said causing Greg to blush.

“Er, thanks, nice to meet you,” he replied, firmly on the back foot. “So, thanks very much for chaperoning, as you know the school doesn’t allow this sort of trip to happen otherwise. I really think the girls are going to surprise themselves with how they’ve been playing lately.”

“Well we’d like to thank you for seeing that the team actually managed to stay together and has a chance to play,” Anna said, smiling a full lipped, happy smile that revealed gleaming straight white teeth.

“Right girls, see if you can stuff this monstrous amount of luggage in the trailer and we’ll be off!” Greg announced. Girls went everywhere and more luggage than he could imagine was squeezed into the little moving trailer.

“Three hours, so make yourselves comfortable. You get one stop on the way, so when we do, make sure you pee!” Greg declared laughing as they got underway. The girls all cried with outrage, promising him that when it came to stopping, there was no way he’d be able to hold out against them all.

Anna and Barbara kept Greg company at the front of the bus, whilst the girls were left to their own devices in the back. Greg remembered to glance in the mirror occasionally, but in the main, it was just a bunch of girls chatting and laughing and paying each other out. Once he glanced up and thought that he saw Heather and Tina end a kiss. He kept stealing glances back, wondering if he’d really seen it, but there was no repeat and they eventually arrived at the hotel with Greg surmising that he’d obviously been seeing things that weren’t there.

“Right, let’s get checked in then get yourselves settled in your rooms. Please take some time to familarise yourselves with the hotel rules and we’ll meet for dinner in an hour and have our team meeting whilst we eat,” Greg directed as the girls man-handled their luggage into the hotel foyer. Once it was cleared he parked the bus and then returned to join them all at the registration desk, helping Anna and Barbara to sort out the bookings and room allocations. Once the last of the girls were checked in Greg and the two chaperones did likewise.

“Would you ladies like some help with your luggage?” Greg offered as he picked up his own small case and glanced across at the larger bags the mums had brought with them.

“Why that would be fabulous,” Anna said, allowing Greg to take her bag. He dropped his on top as he extracted the handle and then grabbed Barbara’s as well, letting them lead the way to where they were staying.

“So, I’ve got it set out so that you’re at this end, I’m at the other end and all the girls’ rooms are between us,” Greg advised. “Hopefully that way, if they start carrying on too much, one of us will hear it and be able to deal with it.”

“I’m sure we’ll keep them under control,” Barbara laughed, “though if I can make a suggestion, try not to be too much of a dictator. Let them have some fun, let them think they’re getting away with a bit and they’ll knuckle down when it comes to the important stuff.”

“Sounds like good advice to me,” Greg smiled.

“Yes, just a pity that your room is so far away,” Barbara winked as Anna started dragging their bags into their shared room.

“Look, if you two want separate rooms, the budget will allow it,” Greg said as he realised that they only had a single room between them.

“Oh don’t be silly,” Anna said, “It’ll be just like one of our old school trips … only we don’t have to worry about a chaperone stopping our pillow fights!” She slapped Barbara on the butt as she finished, winking at Greg, who shook his head and laughed.

“Ok, just make sure that I don’t have to come down here and be that chaperone! I think that lot will keep me busy enough,” he added.

“Are you sure you can cope with being in that big lonely room all alone?” Barbara asked. “I’m sure we could bunk one more in here with us if you’re scared of the dark.”

“Oh you’re bad!” Anna said to her, but Greg jokingly reassured her he’d brought a night light to keep the monsters away before heading off to settle in to his own room.

He dropped his gear into the room and decided to shower after the long trip. He dropped his clothes on the floor and enjoyed the warm flow of water.


“So who’s got that room?” Heather asked Tina, pointing to the door that connected the room next door.

“Dunno, why don’t we find out?” Tina suggested.

Heather was going to go out of the room and knock on the door, but Tina just walked over to the door that joined the suites and turned the handle. The door opened only to reveal another door.

“Damn,” she said as she saw it, but tried the handle to the next door and found it open. “Whoops,” she grinned at Heather who moved to join her. “I don’t think that’s supposed to happen.”

The two girls opened the door and peeked inside. They could hear the shower running and a quick glance about the room told them that it wasn’t any of their friends. There was a distinct lack of luggage! Tina was about to close the door and wait to find out later, but Heather quietly pushed past her and snuck into the room, tip-toeing her way across the carpet toward the bathroom, where the door had been left open. She covered her mouth with shock and urgently signaled to Tina that she should come and look too. Tina nervously joined her, to see what Heather was so excited about. She looked into the bathroom and saw for herself the silhouette of a man in the shower. The frosted glass kept them from getting a full eyeful, but it was exciting to be perving on some guy in the shower. Tina had to drag Heather away before they were noticed.

Heather reluctantly allowed herself to be hauled back into their own room where they shut, but didn’t lock the door on the guy’s side of the join. They locked their own.

“Was that Mr. Danes?” Heather gasped excitedly as she collapsed on her bed.

“Could have been,” Tina replied. “Looked about the right size, but that glass didn’t show well enough to be sure.”

“Fuck, I wish it had, then I could have seen his cock!” Heather groaned, a hand drifting between her legs to rub her track pants against her crotch.

“You are so bad! I told you, no distractions and no getting the coach fired! We’re here to win a tournament.”

“God, you and winning!” Heather lamented. “Just because you’re able to go forever with out sex doesn’t mean I can. If you won’t let me try and pick up boys or fuck my teacher, you’re going to have to satisfy me yourself instead.”

“Oh really and just how do you think I’m going to do that?” Tina demanded with a twinkle in her eye.

“By getting over here and putting that snarky tongue of yours in my pussy!” Heather responded, rubbing her crotch with her hand. Tina advanced across the room until she stood right in front of Heather, looking down on her. Heather’s large breasts were thrust out against her tight t-shirt.

“Seems like you’re a little short for me,” Tina teased.

“Then maybe I should get you down to my size!”

Heather grabbed her friend and whirled her round so that she fell onto the bed.

“Seems like its true what my brother says … ‘girls are all the same height when they’re lying down!’” The two girls descended into a fit of giggles that was only stifled when Heather held Tina down on the bed and kissed her hard, thrusting her tongue into her friend’s mouth. Tina’s protests subsided into moans and soon Heather was wiggling her way out of the track pants she’d been wearing. She dragged her thong with them so that she could straddle Tina’s face and lowered her bald pussy right onto her mouth.

Tina happily obliged, spearing her tongue into her friend’s pussy. Heather’s juices flowed over her tongue, delighting her taste buds. She ground her pussy against Tina’s face, loving the feeling and needing to get off. Tina knew that Heather was getting close to cumming from the way that she was moving her hips and panting as her pussy and clit were licked and sucked, but she was determined not to let Heather cum so close to a big tournament. She reached up to her friend’s large tits, grabbing and playing with them before quickly flipping her to one side so that she fell onto the bed.

“No orgasms until after the tournament!” Tina announced.

“Oh you bitch!” Heather said panting. “Maybe I should just get you all worked up for nothing.”

“Huh, like you haven’t already!” Tina responded, drawing a grin from Heather. Tina pulled her friend into a kiss and they lay tangled on the bed until Tina remembered that they were supposed to be getting ready for dinner and the team meeting. She left Heather on the bed and decided to have a shower.

Heather lay on the bed, watching Tina undress before showering, loving the fact that she didn’t run off to the bathroom to do it. Her fingers dabbled between her wet pussy lips and when Tina was naked, she blew her a kiss, receiving one in return. She loved the long lithe body of her friend and wished she was a taller. Not 6 foot like Tina, but maybe another inch or two than her 5’6”. She was happy with her D cup breasts though and that they were the envy of her mostly small breasted team mates. Even though Tina was small breasted, Heather still loved playing with her A cup tits, especially when she sucked and nibbled on her hard little nipples. Thinking of them had her fingers in her pussy before she realised that there was nothing stopping her from joining Tina in the shower. She jumped off the bed and pulled her top and bra off.

“Mind if I join you?” she said, surprising Tina as she opened the door to the shower alcove. Tina smiled and welcomed her under the warm spray of water, pulling her into a hug that crushed Heather’s big tits below her own small ones.


Greg silently appraised the girls as they arrived for dinner. They were certainly a hot bunch of girls he thought as they smiled and greeted him, taking seats but leaving the chairs near him vacant for the chaperones. Greg just enjoyed the sight of them as they came to the table, almost all wearing black leggings or tight track pants that hugged their generally slim curves.

“Are we having entrée, or are you simply enjoying the visual appetizers?” he heard Barbara say to him as she moved in from behind to sit to his left. Greg blushed furiously, resulting in giggles from Barbara and Anna, who moved to sit on his other side.

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. Shit, if I were a bloke I think I’d be trying to do more than just look,” she added.

“Oh leave the poor kid alone Barbara,” Anna said, rolling her eyes, “You know he’d lose his job if he was as bad as you.”

“Only if he got caught,” Barbara said with a wink. Greg tried to just laugh it all off, but was at a loss for words. The conversation topic was getting way too close to the bone and he didn’t need any further encouragement. He managed to break it up by jumping into ‘official team business’ briefing the girls once again on expectations whilst they were away from school and the code of conduct for the weekend.

Soon the girls were ordering dinner and the table was filled with the noise of their chatter, leaving Greg all but alone with the two ladies, the girls only occasionally being diverted enough from their own conversations to pay much attention to the ‘adult end’.

“How does this tournament work anyway?” Barbara asked Greg as the dinner continued.

“We have 3 games on day 1 and 3 games on day 2 to determine if we make finals. If we do, they’re on the final day. If we do make the finals we’ll stay the extra night and travel back on Tuesday.”

“Well here’s for making finals and getting to party then,” Barbara smiled.

“Are you having a drink Greg?” Anna asked as the waitress took orders and she ordered herself a mojito.

“I don’t think so, not on the first night, I should really be setting the example,” Greg replied.

“Too bad,” Barbara said wistfully, “I think you’d be a lot more fun with a bit of drink in you.” Greg blushed again as she ordered a bottle of chardonnay.

“Well we’ll just have to see how the weekend goes, won’t we, I’m sure if we win a couple there’ll be some celebrating to be done,” Greg replied.

“I certainly hope so, because I love to celebrate!” Barbara laughed, her hand sneaking beneath the table to give Greg’s thigh a quick squeeze. She laughed at the resulting jump and strangled yelp.

“Besides, once the girls are in bed, you can always join us at the bar for a quiet night cap,” Anna said.

“Now that could be a good option,” Greg replied, not quite sure where to take things. Despite the fact that they were older they were both in great shape and with the way that Barbara kept flirting with him, maybe something crazy could happen on this trip after all. He was left pondering the thought as the dinner broke up and the girls all headed off to their rooms.

“Don’t forget to look for us later, you know where we’ll be,” Barbara urged him when he left the table to do some planning for the following days’ games.

He was in his room doing just that when there was a knock on the door.

“Hi Tina,” he said, when he discovered who was standing there. “Something I can do for you?”

“I was hoping that I could run a few tactics and suggestions for tomorrow past you before I go to bed,” Tina said to him.

“Funny you should say that, I was just going through some ideas of my own,” he said.

“Cool,” Tina said moving as if to enter his room.

“Uh, no Tina I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be in my room, school policy and all that,” Greg said.

“Oh yeah,” Tina said “And you can’t come into our room either, can you?”

“No chance, not even with both of you in there. It wouldn’t be right. We can go down to the common area and talk there.”

“Ok, sure, let me grab my play book,” Tina said.

The two of them went to the common area of the hotel and ran through their tactics. Greg noticed that Barbara and Anna were sitting at the bar enjoying themselves. They waved when they noticed him and Tina.

When Greg had finished with Tina, he watched her walk away, her long legs exquisite in her tight leggings, the t-shirt she was wearing short enough to give him the perfect view of her peach shaped butt as she wandered off. Just as she was about to disappear from view she turned back to wave. Busted again! Greg blushed, hoping that it wasn’t noticeable from that distance. Tina just smiled back at him then left.

With a sigh, he stood up to leave. Anna and Barbara called him over to have a drink with them. He decided that perhaps a beer would help keep his mind off things and sat down next to them and ordered one.

“I don’t envy your position,” Barbara said to him after a few minutes of small talk.

“Oh, why’s that?” he asked.

“It must be agonizing to be surrounded by all those hot 18 year old girls in their tiny shorts and not be allowed to do anything with them.”

“Well its part of the job, so you just accept it I guess,” he replied guardedly, again not sure where this conversation was going.

“Oh sure, you just accept it,” Barbara teased, “I bet you go back to that room and pound your cock silly thinking about those girls.” Anna laughed as Greg snorted into his beer and sputtered a denial. He began to blush over the fact that he’d planned to do exactly that the moment he got back to his room.

“You do realise your daughter is one of those girls, don’t you?” he said, seeking some way to fend off further embarrassing questions.

“Of course, I do. What, you think Denise is an angel?” Barbara laughed. “I know for a fact that she’s not innocent and now that she’s 18 all I can really do is hope that she makes good choices when she decides she wants to blow some kid.”

“Well that’s certainly a different attitude than what I might have expected,” Greg replied, thoroughly surprised.

“She’s right though,” Anna added. “Just last month I walked in to find Jessica on her knees with some bloke’s cock in her mouth. I’m not quite sure who was the most embarrassed!”

“Hah, you weren’t embarrassed, you were jealous, you just wanted that nice young cock for yourself,” Barbara teased.

“No, unlike you, I wouldn’t have pushed my daughter aside and taken over, I was embarrassed!” Anna stated emphatically.

“Probably true,” Barbara laughed with a shrug. “Anyway, my point is, your job must be very hard,” and as she said it, her hand landed high up on Greg’s thigh, causing him to jump again. She almost put her hand on his crotch where his cock had been hardening as he listened with growing surprise to these women talking so openly about their daughters’ sexual exploits.

“And if it’s as hard as I imagine, you probably need to relieve the tension now and then,” she continued with a wink. Greg grabbed his beer to stop his hands shaking and took a deep draught. He was unsure how willing he was to allow this to go where it appeared to be heading.

“It certainly looks like it’s getting to be a hard job, but maybe that’s just the added difficulty of dealing with the chaperone,” Anna said, staring directly at his crotch.

“You know,” Barbara said with mock thoughtfulness, “I think I can help make your job a bit easier. Maybe the temptation to put your job on the line and get involved with one of those hot young girls would be much easier to resist if someone sucked the nice warm cum from your cock.”

“Barbara!” Anna cried, clearly as stunned as Greg was at what had been said.

“Ahh I, I don’t think that would be right,” Greg managed to splutter, even as an image of what it would be like to have this older woman kneeling before him with his cock in her mouth flashed through his mind.

“Well Anna, just because you’re still married is no reason to judge a single, horny and smokin’ hot woman like me.” Barbara laughed. Anna laughed too, waving her friend off.

“You know, you’re crazier since the divorce than you were in high school and that’s saying something!” Anna retorted.

“So,” Barbara continued leaning in closer to Greg, “do you want me to make your job easier? I could do things for you that I doubt those little school girls have even heard of.”

“She’s probably right there!” Anna snorted.

“Um, look, I can’t say I’m not flattered,” Greg stammered.

“Flattered? Tempted I think you mean,” Anna laughed as Barbara’s hand rubbed directly over his cock. Greg dropped his hand onto hers and gently moved it away.

“Flattered,” Greg continued. “But I really do think I need to set a good example and it wouldn’t be good for my career if I were spotted with the chaperone, especially on the first night. “

“OK, well, if you change your mind, here’s where to find me.” Barbara said lightly, handing him a coaster after scribbling her room number on it with an eyebrow pencil she found in her bag.

Greg left the two women at the bar; reminding them that they would need to check on all the girls and make sure they were all accounted for before the game the following day.

“Oh shit, we really should do that, shouldn’t we?” Anna said to Barbara who reluctantly agreed.

Barbara and Anna split the rooms between them and began confirming that the girls were where they were supposed to be.

Barbara knocked on her last door and waited for it to open. It was very quiet so she stuck her ear against it to see what she could hear. Not much, so she knocked again, louder. This time there was a scrambling sound from inside and finally the door was cracked open and Heather answered, her face flushed. Barbara peered through the crack, noting that Heather was wearing a tank top, but unable to see more.

“Time for sleep girls, big day tomorrow and all that.”

“Ok, thanks,” Mrs Wellings, “Heather said, looking to shut the door as quickly as possible.

“Not so fast Heather,” Barbara smiled sweetly, pushing at the door, “I need to check that Tina’s in here as well.” Heather glanced back quickly into the room, somewhat furtively so Barbara pushed her way in a little more forcefully. Heather stepped aside. Barbara glanced down and saw that she was wearing nothing on her lower half. Heather’s hands moved quickly to cover her exposed pussy.

“Hi Mrs Wellings,” Tina said from her bed, the covers pulled up over her chest, almost to her neck. Her face was as flushed as Heather’s and Barbara became suspicious. She stepped into the room, letting the door close behind her and sat on the end of Tina’s bed. Heather quickly grabbed a pair of panties from her bag and slipped them on behind Barbara’s back.

“OK what’s going on? Something you girls want to tell me?” she prompted.

“Er, nothing…no.” Tina said. She looked guilty. That fact and her flushed face started Barbara’s pulse racing. She wondered if these girls were having the sort of fun that she and Anna had enjoyed back in their school days.

“Oh really? It seems to me that you two are looking entirely too guilty. I’m sure that you don’t want me to bring Mr. Danes in here and have him asking the questions. What are you up to? Smuggled some alcohol in here? Drugs?”

The girls vehemently denied it, Tina in particular insisting that she would never do anything that would threaten their chances for success. Barbara knew they were telling the truth, but kept pushing, wondering if she could draw an admission. She stood up and paced the room, seeming to look for anything suspicious.

“You know I can search your bags if I have reason to believe that there’s something that shouldn’t be in there, don’t you?” she said, hovering over Heather’s bag. Heather looked very worried as they both acknowledged that she did indeed have that right.

Barbara squatted and moved some of Heather’s things around, feeling to see if there was in fact anything that shouldn’t be there. She was surprised when she found something hidden in a long pair of socks. She pulled them out and showed Heather, who looked mortified.

“Look, please, don’t, its nothing I’m not allowed to have,” Heather began even as Tina turned to look at her with shock on her face.

Barbara reached into the sock and withdrew what was hidden inside, laughing out loud when it turned out to be a long, thick plastic dildo. Tina uttered a sound that was a mixture of relief and amusement. “Fuck I was starting to worry you had smuggled alcohol in,” she said to her friend.

Heather just rolled her eyes at Tina before begging Barbara not to tell anyone.

“So Heather, you didn’t think you’d last for the weekend?” Barbara teased, moving closer to where the two girls were now perched in their beds.

“Oh God, this is so embarrassing,” Heather said, face flushed red and buried in her hands.

“Look, given the state of your faces and clothing when you let me in, I’ve a fair idea what’s been going on in here…”

“Nothing!” Tina gasped. Barbara grabbed the covers and pulled them quickly down before Tina could react, revealing Tina’s naked breasts. Tina grabbed the quilt and quickly pulled it up again.

“Nothing eh? Like what you’re wearing?” she said, drawing a further blush from Tina. “Well, let me tell you something …I don’t mind at all.”

“Really?” Heather said, looking up with a mixture of surprise and relief.

“Really. Hell I was young once, I’ve been there … shit maybe I still even go there,” she said with a wink. “Being with another girl is a bunch of fun and certainly not something the school needs to know about, so don’t worry on my account. It’s our secret.” She nearly laughed at the speechless shock and relief on their faces as she stood up and tossed the vibrator back to Heather.

“By the way, who’s in the next room?” she said as she reached the door.

“Mr Danes,” Tina replied.

“Hmm, seems like you should be in my room then.”

“No way!” Heather said just a little too eagerly.

“Oh really?” Barbara smiled, coming back to the bed. “I wonder if there’s some arrangement we can come to that might get me into this room? I’d really like to be a little closer to Mr. Danes, you know, so that I have easy access when we need to discuss the logistics of the trip?”

“Yes, but I need to be close to him for when we need urgent talks about tactics,” Tina suggested.

“But you don’t really want everyone to know that I found you in here with your tongues buried in each other’s pussies, do you?” Barbara said with a wicked little smile, turning up the heat.

“But you didn’t!” Heather exclaimed.

“Of course not, but no one else will know how true or not it is will they?”

“Oh like blackmail you mean?” Tina said, her voice rising in anger.

“Well that’s such an ugly word. Perhaps there’s some way you can make up for me missing out on this prime piece of real estate instead?”

“What did you have in mind?” Heather asked warily.

“Hmm,” Barbara mused, reaching for the vibrator that she’d tossed to Heather earlier and playing her trump card. “It’s been too long since I last had a really good orgasm with another woman, perhaps if I had one now, I wouldn’t feel the need to chase your teacher so much.”

“You want one of us to fuck you? Are you serious?” Tina exclaimed wide eyed, scarcely believing what she had heard.

“Sounds lovely, nice of you to offer, and yes I am quite serious” Barbara grinned. “But I don’t think it would be fair if just one of you did it, after all, you both get the benefits of being this close to you know who and I don’t.”

They both looked at her their minds whirling.

“Can you give us a minute to think about it?” Tina asked.

“Sure, I’ll just freshen up in the bathroom,” Barbara replied. She got up and walked over to the ensuite and closed the door, pleased with where this might end up.

Heather and Tina had a hurried and animated discussion about the merits of what was being proposed.

“She’s pretty hot,” Heather said thoughtfully, “I don’t actually have a problem with fucking her, I just don’t like the way that she’s gone about it.”

“I agree, but given what we managed to see earlier in Mr. Danes’ shower, I don’t really want to give up the room, even if it’s just to prove a point.”

“Ok, so it’s easy then, let’s both fuck Denise’s mum!”

“God it sounds so dirty when you say it like that!” Tina said smiling now.

“I know, I think it’s kind of hot,” Heather grinned. She felt a sudden flush through her body. Tina grabbed a t-shirt and slipped a pair of panties on.

“Umm hello? Mrs. Wellings?” Tina knocked softly on the bathroom door.

“Please, call me Barbara,” she said sweetly as she emerged from the smaller room. She looked expectantly from one girl’s face to the other, as a huge butterfly took flight within her stomach.

“Well Barbara …” Tina said, trying the sound of the name on her tongue. “I think that you’re way over dressed for the completion of this little deal.”

Barbara suddenly grinned and let out the breath she had been holding. Tina had put a t-shirt and panties on whilst she was in the bathroom and was now standing beside the bed. Barbara stepped closer to her, noting that the younger girl was taller than she was. Heather was climbing out of her bed in her tank top and panties. Tina took the final step to close the distance to her friend’s mum and experimented by reaching out a hand to cup her breast through her clothes. Barbara made no move to stop her and Tina squeezed her tit more firmly, feeling the size and weight of it within her bra. They weren’t as big as Heather’s tits but they were bigger than her own and she brought her other hand up to continue her exploration.

Barbara put her head back and sighed as her daughter’s teammate massaged her tits. Heather moved behind her and reached around to undo the button and zipper on her jeans. She peeled the denim down her long legs. Barbara’ panties were already wet and she reached out to rest her hands on Tina’s hips, holding onto them tighter as she felt Heather slide her panties down as well. Tina grabbed the bottom of Barbara’s t-shirt and pulled it up over her head as Barbara lifted her arms to assist. Before it was even off completely Heather released the clasp of her bra and then reached to grab her tits, cuddling in close and crushing her own against Barbara’s back.

Heather’s hands roamed all over her tits and pulled at her nipples.

“Go on, suck them Tina, suck her nipples.” Barbara looked down and watched as Heather’s hands offered Tina her tits and Tina lowered her mouth to suck on a nipple.

Barbara moaned as Tina took first her left and then her right nipple into her mouth, sucking gently at first, but then harder, her lips and teeth teasing the rising nub as it hardened, testing how hard Barbara would let her play. One of Heather’s hands dropped down from her breasts to feel her crotch, her fingers finding Barbara’s mound devoid of hair.

“I think you need to lie down,” Heather said. Tina agreed, leading Barbara to the queen size bed and getting her to recline before moving in to resume ravishing her breasts. Heather moved in between Barbara’s legs, spreading them as she kissed her way up along the smooth skin of her calves and then her thighs. Heather’s fingers started gently probing at her pussy before her mouth got there and Barbara moaned softly.

Heather ran her fingers up and down Barbara’s wet slit, enjoying how well lubricated she had become. She slid first one and then another finger inside her opening, exploring and poking even as she lowered her tongue to lick gently at Barbara’s swollen little clit. Barbara’s hips bucked in response to the touch of her tongue on her clit and Heather quickly started to lick harder, then softer, teasing. She swirled her tongue around and over it, sucked at it with her lips and plunged her tongue into the wet interior of Barbara’s pussy before deciding it was time to really get her off. With two fingers buried in her pussy, she focused her tongue on Barbara’s clit until she was bucking and moaning and her pussy was clenching around the fingers that were stuffed inside.

Heather looked up at Tina who was smiling at her. Tina noted the light glistening off Heather’s mouth and quickly moved to kiss her, tasting Barbara’s juices on her friend’s lips.

“Time to swap places,” Tina said, grinning back at Barbara.

“I think I need a moment or two to recover,” Barbara said.

“Too bad you didn’t think of that before, because we have an important game tomorrow, so I need to finish this quickly,” Tina said, flicking a finger across Barbara’s clit. This made Barbara squeak and her body bucked quickly away. Heather moved up and started sucking on Barbara’s tits, one then the other and back again, sucking then biting. Tina took that as her cue and started to gently explore Barbara’s pussy with her tongue, giving her a moment or two to enjoy things. She didn’t give her too long though and quickly shifted her tongue to Barbara’s clit, forcibly holding her legs apart with her hands. Barbara’s legs attempted to clamp her head as she increased the intensity on her spot.

Heather helped Tina to hold Barbara down while Tina sucked and played with her clit until Barbara grabbed a pillow and stuffed her face into it to muffle her screams as a second orgasm ripped through her body. When the two younger girls finished with her, she simply lay on the bed recovering until Tina tossed her clothes at her.

“There you go, I guess this room is definitely ours now, so please let us get some sleep ahead of the game.”

“God, so mercenary,” Barbara said as she started to pull herself together.

“Well maybe next time you should try something other than blackmail,” Tina said folding her arms.

“True, I am sorry about that, I just, well, let’s just say it was a spur of the moment thing and that I apologise for my approach, but I’m sure as hell not sorry for having you two eat me like that. Maybe if you can forgive me I’ll repay the favour?”

“Well, I could use a good orgasm,” Heather started but was interrupted by Tina telling her that she had to go to bed.

“Maybe another time, hopefully we won’t need so much sleep,” Tina then said breaking into a grin.

“Now that’s better!” Heather said, dropping the gloomy look from her face.

“Ok, deal then but I really am sorry about the blackmail thing” Barbara said smiling. She finished dressing and offered a conciliatory hug to the girls. They both returned the hug and closed the door behind her as she left.

“Damn that was weird! Fun but,” Heather said when they were alone again.

“I have to confess, I enjoyed it,” Tina replied as Heather closed on her. “But don’t get any ideas, I was serious about sleep!”

“Fuck! But we were interrupted and you didn’t finish me off!” Heather complained. “I guess I still have this,” she picked up the vibrator and wiggled it at Tina, “and you can’t stop me using it!”

“Just make sure you can still play your best tomorrow!” Tina grumbled before turning to get into her own bed, conscious of her own wet pussy. She knew there was no way she’d be able to enforce her no orgasm during the tournament rule on Heather.

“We could share one of these two beds you know,” Heather said.

“I don’t think I can tonight, I can’t afford to be that close to you when we’re all wound up like this. You’ll have me fucking you all night. You’re lucky I’m even letting you get yourself off. You shouldn’t cum the night before a game, but I know you’ll be insufferable if you don’t!”

“You make it sound like a crime!” Heather laughed, jumping on Tina’s bed and pinning her under the covers as she quickly kissed her. “But I know what you mean, so I’ll let you off … this time.”


The following morning, Tina was up early, already planning for their first game. Heather woke a little later and took her time, enjoying watching Tina wander back and forth and around their room in her tight volleyball shorts and sports bra. She laughed at the way Tina mumbled to herself as she covered off her preparations. When Tina noticed, she just picked up a pillow and threw it at her friend, sticking her tongue out as well.

“Shhh” Heather hissed. Both girls went quiet and Heather grinned as they heard the sound of running water coming from their coach’s room.

“Should we?” Heather whispered to Tina. Tina knew that if she said no she’d never hear the end of it, especially because she hadn’t given Heather an orgasm the night before. She nodded and Heather quickly jumped out of bed, wearing only the panties and tank top that she’d slept in. She quietly opened the door between the two rooms just a crack, glad that their coach still hadn’t discovered that it wasn’t locked. Tina got up and closely followed her until they could peep into the bathroom where for the second time they saw the outline of their coach’s body in the shower.

Heather dropped her fingers to her panties, slipping them inside and massaging her pussy as she watched. Tina too, began touching herself as she peered over Heather’s shoulder. As they watched Tina caught her breath when it became clear that Mr. Danes was masturbating. He was standing side on to them, one hand against the wall of the shower, the other clearly stroking his erect cock. Given the length of his stroking, Tina knew that she needed to get to see more than just the fuzzy movement through the frosted and steamed up glass. After watching for a few moments longer though, she dragged Heather reluctantly back to their room.

“Oh fuck, that was hot,” Heather exclaimed when the door was safely closed again.

“I know,” Tina sighed heavily. “I wish I could do that for him.”

“You and me both.” Just at that moment there was a knock on the door. It was Barbara, coming to let them know that they needed to be down for breakfast in half an hour.


The first game of the tournament saw the girls off to a nervous start and they lost the first set. They regrouped and won the next two, finally taking out the opening match.

The second game was a solid performance with them winning in two straight sets and seeing them second in their group. The pressure mounted in the third game and they fell apart, losing in straight sets to one of the favoured teams of the tournament. The mood was subdued on the way back to the bus, but by the time that they’d had a team chat and eaten dinner, they’d found enough positives in their game and a good sense of hope for the following day.

Greg went back to his room after dinner and was fumbling at the door, thinking about freshening up before heading to the bar, when he saw Heather and Tina come out of their room, with towels around their waists and wearing bikini tops. He felt like a rabbit caught in the headlights.

“Hey we’re going to the hot tub Mr. D, want to come with us?” Heather asked on an impulse. Greg knew the right response would be the one that was likely to assist him to keep his job, but the sight before him had him answering differently.

“Umm sure why not? Sounds like fun,” he said after a moment but also mentally slapping himself. What harm could it do? He was also thinking that apart from being harmless he would get to see these girls wet.

“Great, see you there,” she said happily, bouncing down the hall with Tina following. Greg quickly went back to his room and closed himself in the bathroom, images of a wet Heather flashing through his mind as he changed. He glanced down at his swollen cock and knew that he was in trouble. He began stroking himself, increasing his tempo with a sudden need to explode. He fantasized about pulling Heather to him and kissing her, her sweet breasts crushed against him as his hands roamed over her back and down to her tight little butt. He wondered if she was a virgin, or perhaps a dirty little minx in the making as he began to shoot his load.

Pulling on swim shorts, he hoped the rapid release would prevent him from barring up the instant he saw the girls. He was half way to the spa when he realized that he was in trouble. The mere thought of where he was heading had him rising to the occasion.

“Is he coming?” Fiona asked Heather as the latter descended into the hot water of the tub.

“Yep!” Heather answered as enthusiastically as she’d been asked. Tina grinned at the news as well. There were five of them in the tub, Mona and Mandy having decided that they preferred to join the fun in the tub rather than watch movies in their rooms with the other girls.

Tina pulled the cork on the first of the bottles of champagne that she’d brought and poured it into plastic cups to celebrate their day. They’d finished the first bottle before their coach finally appeared. He came in wearing swim shorts and a t-shirt with his towel clutched nervously in front of him. All five girls watched keenly as he pulled his t-shirt off before turning to join them in the tub. Heather and Tina exchanged a smiling glance as he lowered himself to the water. The evidence clearly suggested that he was ‘happy’ to be joining them.

“You girls really shouldn’t be drinking in here,” he advised them as Tina offered him a cup of champagne.

“Oh come on Mr. D, we’re all 18, we’re allowed to!” Fiona declared indignantly. After managing to talk the chaperones into allowing them some time on their own, the last thing they wanted was their coach to spoil the fun.

“I didn’t say you weren’t allowed to, I said you shouldn’t,” Greg laughed. “The hot tub dehydrates you and the alcohol hits you all the harder, that’s what I meant.”

“Yeah maybe, but it feels good all the same,” Mona giggled from across the tub “Besides, Tina won’t let us have enough to risk our chances of playing badly tomorrow!”

Greg knew he’d lost this argument and just laughed as he laid his head back against the edge of the tub, closing his eyes for a moment. As his leg drifted up in the water a little, he felt flesh rubbing against it, sliding along the outside of his calf. Startled, he sat up again, looking around quickly to spot the culprit, but the girls continued to chat about the day’s game and gave nothing away. They joked and chatted amiably, continuing to drink and getting gigglier. Greg joined in where he could and stayed away from the riskier topics during the conversation.

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