Teddy set the scene and arranged the lighting. Everyone was feeling a little drunk now, and Coach Orlando brought out several joints of grass, which the four of them smoked while they were discussing what kind of "show" was going to be put on.
The coffee table was cleared away. Under it was a bearskin rug, which made a perfect setting for the couple to perform on. Bobbi got her movie camera. It was one of her prize possessions.
"No film in it," she explained, "But I'd sure like to watch through the viewer and see what kind of porno movie we'd get."
"I could probably be a big star in that racket," Coach Orlando said. He was obviously a man who was not modest about his physical attributes. But, as most women agreed, he had so much to brag about, what did it matter?
Bobbi and Teddy were greatly impressed with Miss Webster's body. She had always been an athletic person, and she could have passed for a teenager any day, except for the size of her breasts! And Teddy was still agog over the amount of pussy hair the woman sported. He wished he was the size of a flea, so he could have spent weeks and weeks finding his way out of that jungle!
The physical education teacher's breasts, though large, were high and firm. They hadn't started to droop at all, and did not flatten out when she was on her back. Her waist was tiny which made the flare of her lovely hips and ass even more exciting. Her buttocks were firm, too, but when touched the flesh had the quality of soft rubber. The perfectly rounded hills stood high, almost like a boy's, but the shape of her thighs put her proportions back to the womanly state immediately. Bobbi thought, with a pang of envy, that Miss Webster probably had the most perfect legs she'd ever seen.
Teddy arranged several table lamps on the floor around the playing area. With the dimmer switches on the wall, he was able to make interesting shades of illumination that he knew would give the players beautiful highlights. The twins had always had a talent for dramatic arts, in addition to their composing skills. Anything concerning putting on a show always entertained them a great deal, and tonight they felt that they were staging a masterpiece.
Coach Orlando stood, watching the teenagers arrange the setting for the little sex show, and Bobbi could hardly take her eyes off his body. He was a tall man, and his body was perfectly proportioned. He was large all over, beginning with his square face, his massive neck and shoulders and chest. His waist was small, and so were his hips, but his thighs bulged out with a rippling muscularity that seemed to highlight all of his body. His stomach was like a washboard under the furry mat of black hair, and even the calves of his legs were huge. His cock swung between his thighs like a large Italian sausage, and the balls were in proportion also, fat, large, low-hanging. When he turned around, Bobbi thought he had the most muscular back and ass she'd ever seen. He looked like some of the statues she had studied in art class. Except that he was here, in living flesh tones and real skin. Her newly-opened pussy felt a hot desire to try his cock on for size, although the young girl realized that he would probably split her in two if she let him.
"Okay," Teddy said, "the stage is set!" Miss Webster looked to Coach Orlando for instructions.
"Get on your back on the rug," he said.
The woman reclined on her back. Her dark hair flowed out on the bearskin* and her face was a mask of lust. Teddy could see glistening droplets of moisture on her vagina. He had been feeling her up while Bobbi and the coach were in the kitchen, but this was pure heat working on her crotch now. The black, hairy lips were opening, and the pink flesh inside them looked like raw meat. As her vagina got hotter, the lips got wider, and she was ready for anything at this point.
Bobbi positioned herself with the camera. In the viewer, the woman's body was a perfect picture. Then the coach walked slowly over and stood directly above her.
Bobbi moved in to get a closer view.
What a movie this would make! she thought.
Coach Orlando planted his feet on either side of the woman's waist. He stood directly over her, looking down. Neither of them were smiling. He pulled his meat back and forth for several seconds, until his thick pole began to stick straight out in the air from his belly. The coach had never had any trouble getting his prick hard, and the sight of his girlfriend on the bearskin rug had him on the verge of creaming. After eating out the twelve-year-old girl in the kitchen, he was in the mood for a little pussy that had been conditioned over the years to please men.
He squatted over her face and let his balls touch her chin.
"Lick 'em!" he half snarled down at her. Her tongue shot out and she began to lather the balls wetly with her saliva. The twins watched, fascinated. Bobbi kept zooming in for closeups and then back again for long shots. Movie-making had always been one of her pet daydreams.
The muscles of the coach's thighs had started to bulge. When he lifted himself and squatted down again, placing all of his weight on his legs, it looked like thick logs of coiled wire had been placed under the swarthy skin. He moved his balls away from her mouth and scooted forward, placing his ass directly above her face.
"Lick the hole!" he snarled. His voice had become mean, almost sadistic. But the woman didn't seem alarmed. Evidently, she was used to being talked to this way by the rugged man. Her mouth opened and she stuck her tongue straight out, making it rigid. She waited for him to make the next move, and he did. Slowly, he positioned his asshole over her tongue, and then sank slowly down, letting the little lick-stick probe wetly into his rectum.
"Owwwwwwwww!" he groaned loudly. He placed his elbows on his knees and began to bob his ass up and down. The woman under him reached up and placed her long, slender fingers on either side of his hips. She forced him to hold still, and then she brought his ass down harder while she probed more deeply inside his puckered ring, shooting her tongue past his sphincter, and licking the inside walls of his asshole.
He pulled away from her suddenly, and, bending forward, his mouth came down on hers. He kissed her for a long time, and when he pulled away, he put his mouth next to her ear and whispered: "Even my wife doesn't rim me out like you do!"
Bobbi and Teddy were shocked. They hadn't realized that Coach Orlando was a married man! Of course all married men didn't wear rings, but the coach had always seemed like such a happy-go-lucky, freedom-loving person. And he had never talked about his family life with his students. They would have been surprised to find out that he had six children!
The coach traveled down the woman's body then, and he placed his mouth on her breasts, going back and forth between the large nipples. He pulled the nipples through his lips and gave them little bites, sharper each time until finally she cried out in pain.
Then he moved lower, and began to lick her navel. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the touch of his lips as they tasted her hot flesh. His tongue began to make swirling motions on her belly, leaving little wet trails everywhere it went. He was licking into her pubic hair then, and her thighs began to part in anticipation. Finally his mouth came down on her pussy, and her legs shot up and wrapped themselves around his neck and back. She began to moan and thrash her head from side to side.
Bobbi knew how Miss Webster was feeling. It hadn't been long since she had felt that same tongue between her own thighs, and she knew how strong and hard Coach Orlando made it, how far he forced it inside. While she watched him eat, she began to imagine that she could feel his mouth on her again, and her groin had a sinking, melting feeling.
Teddy walked over and straddled Miss Webster's head. She opened her eyes and saw the boy's crotch directly above her. Her mouth opened, and she took his throbbing cock deeply into her throat.
Teddy smiled at Bobbi.
"What kind of movie star would I make?"
Bobbi framed him nicely in the camera's viewer.
"Terrific! All three of you would!"
"Well, just jump in and improvise if you get the urge."
"I'll watch a while, thanks."
Coach Orlando looked up from the woman's cunt and saw the sucking she was giving the young boy.
"You're a lucky little bastard," he said to Teddy. "She's got the hottest mouth in this whole state!
"I know," the boy replied, "I've already had it.
The coach got on his knees between her legs then and lifted her thighs. The big lips of her vagina looked almost black from the dark hair that covered them, and now they had been licked open and gaping. They seemed eager to clutch and hold something between them. He lined up the head of his cock and began to sink it between the lips very slowly. Bobbi thought it looked like a red fist going in, it was so huge. But the older woman had no trouble accommodating the size and length of the coach's pole. He continued to push until he was buried to the balls. He was touching her back wall, but she didn't complain. She continued to suck Teddy harder and harder and her pelvis began to do a little dance.
The coach held her hips then, and he began to fuck faster and harder into her. The size of his cock drove her pussy wild, and she immediately began to grind her pelvis against him, urging him to stuff more and more of the thick pole inside her burning womb. She grabbed Teddy's asscheeks, pulled him so roughly into her face that he was completely buried in her gullet, and she began to scream silently. The vibrations of her throat against the young boy's cock had him on the brink of popping his nuts, and he gritted his teeth with the effort to hold off.
Coach Orlando turned to Bobbi.
"She's have an orgasm already! She has eight or ten of them every time we fuck. This is only the beginning. Come over here and let me eat your snatch out while I fuck her!"
Bobbi put down the camera and walked over to him. She assumed the same position she'd used in the kitchen, and held his hair for balance while he worked his face directly up under her pelvis. The neck muscles began to bulge again, and he was almost lifting her off her feet with the force of his tongue job.
The young girl's pussy was the sweetest thing he'd ever sucked. About twenty girls of Bobbi's age had felt the coach's mouth on their cunts during his years at the junior high school, but Bobbi's, he had to admit, was the best he'd found.
The little lips were soft and almost completely hairless, which added a certain excitement to her beauty. Fair as her skin was, the baldness between her legs made her seem more naked than any girl had ever seen. He decided that when he had the opportunity, he was going to taste every square inch of her body. He explored up into her hole far enough to realize that she was not a virgin. Being a coach, he had heard many stories of girls losing their virginity by accident, but he knew that this was not usually the case.
The coach explored deeper and deeper with his tongue. He had learned the technique many years ago, and he probably was able to insert more tongue into a woman's snatch than other men even dreamed of doing. Yes, the girl had certainly lost her virginity, and judging by the tastes, in the recent past. Perhaps within the last couple of days. The coach had become an expert in tastes, too, and he'd have bet a hundred dollars that this was a freshly plowed garden. He wondered who'd gotten her cherry, and felt a little envious that it hadn't been him.
Suddenly the licking mouth left Bobbi's cunt, and the girl almost fell to the floor. She had been on the brink of her own orgasm then, and the sight of the coach's cock buried so deeply into the hairy pussy on the floor below almost pushed her over the edge.
Coach Orlando pulled out of the pussy and barked at Teddy.
“Trade places. If I have to come, I want to come in her mouth."
Teddy was between the older woman's legs in a flash. He has been itching all evening to put his cock inside her, although he knew he wouldn't be able to stuff her the way the coach did.
Bobbi touched the older man's arm and encouraged him to lie on his back next to Miss Webster. He smiled and winked at her. He seemed to know what she had on her mind, but he'd waited for her to make the first suggestion.
Bobbi crawled up over the man's midsection the moment he was on his back. She reached under and grabbed his slimy-wet rod. Christ, I can't even get my hand around it! she thought. But she squatted over it anyway and brought the impossibly large head to the gates of her snatch. Before half of the fist-sized glans was between her cunt lips the entire vagina seemed stretched to the breaking point. She'd have stopped then and there except that fire was engulfing her loins like she'd never felt.
The twins were side by side now. Teddy was plowing in and out of Miss Webster, and the older woman was in the throes of her third orgasm. She'd had another the very moment the boy put his cock into her, and now he was slowly fucking her to the biggest one yet. Her orgasms always increased in size during a sex bout, until she reached a point where they became so intense it was painful to continue. This was usually at number seven or eight.
The woman's cunt didn't feel as tight to the boy as his sister's had, but he hadn't expected it to. Instead, there was the more experienced manipulation of the pussy muscles, and at times he felt that she was fucking him more than he was fucking her. Her snatch grabbed him and held him inside until she felt like releasing and grabbing again. The sensation was fantastic!
Bobbi's forehead was sweating now. She had sat down harder, allowing the coach's cockhead to slide past her pussy lips. Her cunt was wet with anticipation, but even so, the cock was much too large to take all the way. The older man placed his hands on her hips, but let them rest there gently. He made no effort to pull the girl down harder, and left all the manipulations up to her.
Bobbi heard Miss Webster moaning louder now. She was having another massive orgasm. Bobbi was beginning to feel envious. She hadn't even had one yet, and the woman beside her was on her fourth! She also heard Teddy's hard breathing and little words that announced he was on the verge of shooting, and she wanted to make Coach Orlando feel the same way. She realized then that she would take the cock all the way inside her, even if she died from the pain of it.
The coach was surprised when he felt the girl begin to sink down harder. He had never fucked a girl as young as Bobbi, and all his sexual relations with students her age had been oral. He'd always assumed that he was built too large to make it work with anybody so little, but if she was willing to try, he was content to see what could develop. He gave her credit for trying, anyway. She was pushing more and more of him up into herself with great determination.
The cock felt like a telephone pole to Bobbi, but she found that if she rested after every two inches or so, she was able to adjust to the size and try for more. She wondered how anybody could have such a big one. There didn't seem to be any room left, but she still held an entire handful that she was planning to work up into herself. She noticed now that the coach's eyes were opening and closing, and she could see his chest begin to heave up and down. She knew that whatever she was doing, he was beginning to get extremely excited!
The size of the coach's cock was having another effect on Bobbi. Places inside her were being touched that had never been touched before! She realized that a great deal of pleasure could come with the pain she was enduring, and the idea spurred her on to new courage. She gave a mighty shove and felt like her virginity was being taken all over again. Something inside her gave away, and she had almost all of him buried in her womb! She was short of breath, but she knew now that by letting her weight down all the way, the penetration would be complete.
This time the coach used his hands on her hips. He knew how close they were to making it, and he grabbed the little girl's waist and pulled her down hard. She was making another effort at the exact same time, and the cock finally sank in to the hilt.
She screamed with pain when she felt her ass press tightly against his fat, hairy balls. He held her waist and began to bob her up and down, ignoring her screams of pain and her pleadings.
"Stop! Stop! Please! You're killing me!"
"Then drop dead, you little bitch! You started this, and you're gonna finish it!"
Bobbi was completely helpless in the coach's strong arms. He was slamming her body up and down as effortlessly as though she weighed nothing. Her tight pussy was being forced to ride the bloated shaft of his cock up and down. He smashed her pelvis against his own with such force that it almost knocked the wind out of her and several times she felt faint.
But the pain was going away, too, and the young girl knew she wouldn't have let him stop what he was doing now even if he'd wanted to. She had experienced orgasms before, plenty of them, but what she felt rising inside her now was stronger than anything she'd felt in the past. Even when Teddy busted her cherry she hadn't felt such a huge wave threaten to crash down on her.
Coach Orlando was on the brink now. He began to groan.
"Owwww, fucking shit, I'm gonna fuckin' come so much inside you it'll shoot out your fuckin' ears! Ahhhhhh,!"
"Agggghhhh!" Teddy yelled, and he began to blast a torrent of heavy cream into the woman under him. Hearing the coach talk to his sister the way he did had been too much for his overly excited body to take. He hadn't been able to hold off any longer. He kept his squirting cock deeply inside Miss Webster, however, because she had begun to ride it to another climax, and her moans and cries were the loudest he'd heard yet.
"Ohhhhh!" Bobbi moaned. The wave had broken. It was hundred feet high and it was crashing directly down upon her. She was being pulled under, under, under.
"Gaaghhh!" Coach Orlando yelled. He began to bob the girl up and down like a riveting machine, and at the same moment he felt her pussy clutch him desperately in her orgasm*, he began to shoot a flood of juice up inside her tight little snatch. His load was too much for her narrow channel to take, and gobs of it began oozing back out, soaking his balls and pubic hair.
In a moment, the bearskin rug contained four reclining bodies. Bobbi nestled up against the coach and Teddy and Miss Webster wrapped their arms around each other for a short nap.
Coach Orlando and Miss Webster dressed after a while and prepared to leave. The twins didn't bother putting clothes back on. They were only planning to go to bed anyway.
"We'll have to arrange more of these little shows," Miss Webster said, smiling at Teddy. "Are any of your friends, uh, discreet?"
"A couple," Teddy said. "How about yours?"
The older couple looked surprised. They glanced at each other, and then smiled.
"One man and woman in exchange for one more boy and girl?" the coach asked.
"That's right," Bobbi said. "And get a man as groovy as you are."
"And another woman that's as stacked as you are," Teddy said to Miss Webster.
The two physical education teachers laughed.
"We'll do the best we can," the coach said. "And we want something prime in return, remember. Let's keep in touch."
The two teachers left then. Bobbi switched off the radio, which she had turned on when she and Teddy stopped playing their guitars.
"With all that music playing," Bobbi said, "you couldn't even hear this, could you?" She walked over to her camera. She had hand-held it originally, but when she joined the others on the rug she'd placed it quickly, but carefully, on her tripod.
"What do you mean?" Teddy asked.
"Why, brother dear, I'm talking about the noise the camera makes when it's running on automatic. In case you haven't guessed, there was film in it, and I shot the entire scene!"
The boy gasped! Bobbi laughed.
"With sound, too," she said.