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- Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2014
The Dixville Bulls are the pride of a small football town. Jen, the volleyball coach of the school celebrates a win by the Bulls and accidentally gets splashed by the football team's beverage of choice during the celebration. She decides to take a shower at the school but unfortunately for her, the women's locker room is locked. Jen uses the men's locker room instead, making sure to lock the door. Coach Black has similar plans and he has the keys to the men's locker room. Coach Black realizes Jen is in the shower and decides to show her a good time. Can Jen handle Coach Black's big black body?
Warning, this 7,640 word erotic story contains explicit scenes of interracial M/F action, and includes deep penetration between a powerful black man and a desperate white wife. Jen has the experience of a lifetime as she gets used all over the men's shower room.
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Coach Black
By Trevon Carter
Table of Contents
Title Page
Coach Black (Interracial Cheating Erotica)
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"Let's goooooooo Bulls!" The crowd chanted along with the cheerleaders.
The moderately sized football field was full of spectators. This was the big game between the Dixville Bulls and the Metro City Bears, with the Bulls having the home advantage. Katherine, or just Kat for short, was the head cheerleader of the Bulls and she was making sure the crowd was cheering for the home team. Her mother, Jen, the volleyball coach of the school, was on the sidelines, rooting for her players as well.
Jen was a happily married woman, having met her husband Joe, in high school. She married straight out of high school and immediately had Kat. Many people had complimented her, at times asking if her daughter was her sister. Kat was not a fan of the comparisons, but Jen always laughed it off.
The crowd stood on their feet and screamed as the game clock counted down. It was down to the final few minutes and the Bears were ready to score. As the quarterback threw the ball, one of the Bulls defenders jumped, intercepting the ball. The crowd went wild and Kat began leading another cheer.
The Bulls defender who caught the ball kept running. He was a towering black man, bursting through anyone in his way. He looked absolutely unstoppable as he cruised through the field. As he neared the other side, he raised his arms up in victory and turned, running backwards, before spinning and jumping for a touchdown.
The crowd erupted as the game winning touchdown landed and the clock struck zero. The band began playing the Bulls fight song while Kat cheered on. Jen was on her feet as well, clapping with excitement. It had been years since the Dixville Bulls had won against the Metro City Bears.
The fans in the stands hopped out and onto the field, congratulating the team. Kat ran to the quarterback, her boyfriend and gave him a big hug. Jen smiled and walked over to her husband, who had just managed to make it down the stands. He was a year older than her but the signs of his aging were easily visible.
“Jen!” He called out.
“Hi honey. You made it!” Jen greeted.
Her husband gave her a light hug and looked over at the players. He had one arm around her shoulder as he stared at the celebrations. His fat gut stuck out from over his black dress pants. He proudly looked out at his daughter and the quarterback.
“I’m really glad that Kat and Jacob are a couple. Reminds me of back when we were young,” her husband said.
“I know Frank. You really need to get back into shape,” Jen joked as she poked his gut with her elbow.
Frank nervously adjusted his big, brown framed glasses and gave Jen a kiss on the forehead. He squeezed her shoulder once and patted his own belly. A huge hulking figure ran up from beside him and wrapped a large, black muscular arm around his head.
“Gimme all yo money!” A deep, low voice yelled.
Frank immediately pulled back, almost instinctively pulling Jen towards the figure while backing away. Jen recognized the voice but her husband obviously didn’t.
“Damnit Coach Black, that’s inappropriate!” Jen yelled.
The large black man pulled away with a smile. He was the coach of the basketball team, aptly named Coach Black. He had played multiple sports when he was younger, ranging from baseball to amateur wrestling. Even as a school coach, he was extremely fit, his muscles bulging out from his clothes.
“Ah come on Jen, I’m just messin’ with Frank,” Coach Black said.
“You scared him!”
“Whoa honey, no, I’m not, uh, I’m not scared. I was just acting,” Frank replied.
“See? All in good fun,” Coach Black said as he gave her husband a hard smack on the back.
“You can’t just call me Jen at school, Coach Black. Professionalism,” Jen replied angrily.
"Oh, whoops, sorry Coach Winters, you know me, professionalism ain't my thang," he replied w [...]
