Coach Cuckold

by Jenny Cuck

  “If you’re a real man, get that cock of yours hard and fuck me. If you don’t, I’m going to fuck Coach Daniels.” She looked at him and smiled.

  “I hate to say it kid, but I’m not pulling for you in this game.” Coach Daniels started rubbing his pants and I could see his cock was already getting hard.

  I looked down at my cock and willed it to get hard, but it just wouldn’t respond. I was nearly in tears trying to get it to show some sign of life but I was denied. Lacey tapped her foot on the ground. I wasn’t sure if she was pulling for me or getting hot for Coach Daniels. Her fingers were already pulling up her cheerleader skirt. I loved her with all of my heart, but the truth was, I just couldn’t perform the way I wanted to. Maybe the doctor was right, and it was all psychological, but if that was what was going on, I needed to snap out of it before I lost the love of my life to a man, for all intents and purposes, was like a father to me. After a few feeble attempts, I relented and sat back down on the bench. Lacey came over and stood in front of me.

  “Steve, I love you. I have always loved you. It is time for our relationship dynamic to change. I have needs and urges you are not meeting. I can either find a way to satisfy them and come home to you, or we can get divorced and you can go and do whatever you want to do with your life.” She said.

  I blinked and looked up at her. I could not give her the things she wanted, and she had sacrificed so much for me. When I found out I couldn’t have children, she said she didn’t want them, despite the fact she took a pregnancy test every time she was late, just in case. Every time I left her wanting and turned on, she rolled over and went to sleep, never screaming or yelling at me. She constantly searched for answers online that could help me, and I scoffed at most of them. I had never taken the time to truly appreciate her, and now I could very well lose her—no, I couldn’t lose her.

  “Lacey, I love you too. I understand exactly what you are saying. If you need to do this, then I won’t stand in your way, but I do want you to come home to me.” I said with a nod. I stood up to leave.

  “Oh no, you’re not going anywhere son.” Coach Daniels moved behind Lacey and ran his fingers around the front, resting them on her stomach. “I think you need to watch. Don’t you Lacey?”

  “Coach, I can—” Before I could finish my sentence, Lacey interrupted.

  “Coach Daniels is right, Steve. You need to watch.” She turned and kissed Coach Daniels.

  I watched as Lacey’s mouth connected with his. The two of them started moving their hands up and down their clothes. Lacey had admitted to me once that she thought Coach Daniels was quite hot, so not only was she going to get what she needed, she was going to fulfill one of her teenage fantasies as well. He moved his hands around her back and squeezed her ass through the cheerleader skirt, then pulled it up and squeezed her ass. She was wearing the sexy pink thong that she bought for our last anniversary. I never even got a chance to pull it off. His fingers squeezed and caressed the tender globes of her ass. She unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off, revealing his chiseled chest. Coach Daniels certainly had not let himself go. He kissed down to Lacey’s neck and then back to her mouth as she pulled at his belt, stripping it off. He returned the favor by taking off her cheerleader top and moving his hands from her ass to her breasts.

  “Coach Daniels, your cock feels so hard.” She whispered as he pushed it against her crotch.

  “Why don’t you go find out just how hard it is.” He said.

  Lacey dropped to her knees and unbuttoned his pants. She pushed the fly open and unzipped, tugging down his pants and his underwear. His cock was enormous! I had to gulp a little at the sight of it and Lacey’s eyes were locked on it with a lust just like Coach Daniels had in his own eyes. It quickly started to get hard, growing longer and thicker by the second. Once it reached full mast, she put both hands around it and started moving up and down the length. I suddenly felt my own cock getting hard. I looked down and shook my head. Of course it would decide to show up for the party now. I sighed as Coach Daniels rested his hand on Lacey’s head.

  “Well don’t look now, Lacey, but it looks like you aren’t the only one getting turned on by the sight of my big fat cock.” He smiled.

  Lacey looked anyway. There was shame and humiliation on my face as she turned to see it poking against the fabric of my pants.

  “Wow.” She said as she shook her head. “Coach Daniels, do you still that paddle of yours?” She asked.

  “I do…” He looked at her with a strange expression.

  “I think my dear husband needs a trip to your office. What do you think?” She began stroking his cock again.

  “My office? Why?” Coach Daniels asked.

  “I think he needs a little discipline. I’m thinking maybe ten swats for every year he forced me to live with him unsatisfied?” She looked back at me.

  “Lacey! That’s crazy!” I said as my breathing turned heavy and I shook my head with a defiant disagreement.

  “Just imagine how sad your family is going to be when they find out that the reason we are getting divorced is because you can’t get your cock to work unless you’re looking at another man.” She said with a little more venom in her voice.

  “You can’t do that…” I felt my heart sink straight into my stomach.

  “It is your choice, Steve. Either drop your pants and get over the Coach’s desk or pay the price for what you’ve done to me.” She walked into the Coach’s office. Coach Daniels followed and reached into his desk drawer, producing the monstrosity I remembered my high school days.

  I walked into his office as he patted it against his palm. “I’m going to enjoy this, boy. I’m going to paddle your ass, and then I’m going to fuck your wife.” Lacey smiled and nodded.

  I practically had tears in my eyes and I stripped off my pants and my underwear. My cock had once again receded into his dysfunctional prison. I couldn’t believe that my wife was doing this to me, but I could hardly blame her. I would probably feel the same way if I found out she hadn’t fucked me in a year because she couldn’t get herself ready, and then got aroused and hot at the sight of another cock—a mere minute after finding out a dark secret was never revealed. I had earned her frustration and her disappointment. There was no denying that. I walked to the edge of the coach’s desk and put myself over it, just like I did when I was a high school student and got caught with my mouth around Billy Travis.

  “Wear his ass out, coach.” My wife said. She took a seat next to me so she could watch me get my comeuppance.

  “With pleasure...” Coach seemed to be getting some sick thrill out of it.

  He leveled the paddle against my ass and then it came down hard. I had forgotten how much that stiff board could sting. Unfortunately, Coach wasn’t going to stop when I was sore and battered. Ten for each year, meant I was getting ninety hard smacks. We got married one year after graduation. The paddle came down ten times and I was forced to grip the edge of the desk to avoid screaming and jumping out of position. Nobody made the mistake of jumping out of position with Coach Daniels—he always gave extra for that, and what you had coming was more than you wanted to begin with—in my case that was a definite.

  “Oww, baby… Please.” I looked over at my wife as Coach Daniels tapped the paddle on my ass.

  “That’s one year of disappointment.” She smiled.

  Something about the way she said that made me feel something. It was strange, but when the paddle came down again, I began to feel my cock swelling. The coach didn’t seem to like that very much so he paddled me harder. Two years, three years, four years, five years, six year, seven years, eight years, and the final one made my ass feel like it was going to catch fire as it stung and burn, but my cock had never been harder in my life. The coach placed the paddle on the desk and I looked over to see that Lacey had removed her panties and was pleasuring herself to the sight of my punished ass. She dropped to the floor and crawled over to Coach Daniels who removed his pants completely, along wi
th his shirt. He was completely naked in front of her with his rock hard cock at attention. Lacey leaned over and licked my, going from my balls all the way to the tip and it throbbed with pleasure.

  “The only cock you need to be focused on is mine.” Coach Daniels said. He walked closer to her and grabbed her hair, pulling her mouth up to his. She opened her mouth and he slid it inside. “That’s right cheerleader. Suck my cock.”

  I turned around and sank to my knees, watching my wife have her face pounded by his long and thick monster. It was so much bigger than mine that it was a little shaming, but I had already been humiliated so much, and I had never been more turned on in my life. I found myself mesmerized by the sight of Coach Daniels jamming his rod in my wife’s mouth over and over. He caught my stare and smiled at me, then focused his attention on Lacey again. He closed his eyes and started fucking her face so hard that her hair was bobbing with each thrust. I reached down and started stroking my own cock at the sight. I panted, mouth open and heavy breaths escaping my body as I pleasured myself to the sight. Coach Daniels suddenly stopped fucking her face and turned to me.

  “Hey Lacey, I think your husband wants a taste of my big fat cock.” He pulled it out of her mouth and before she could react or I could say a word, it was deep inside my own throat. I tried to fight at first, but he held my head in place and started jamming his cock into my mouth just as hard as fast as it was going in Lacey’s.

  “Do you like that?” Lacey asked. I looked over and she was grinning, finger buried in her pussy.

  I closed my eyes and moaned that I did. I felt safe for the first time in my life, safe to explore my own fantasies without the scrutiny of society. I had never had a chance to process the way I felt about men. I forced those thoughts out of my mind and exchanged them for a life of marriage and heterosexuality. Lacey deserved better. As his cock slipped in and out of my throat, I found myself enjoying it. Not only did I enjoy it, I loved it. Having a man’s hand on my head while I was humiliated and used for his pleasure started to awaken long buried memories of the time I spent with Billy Travis. I loved my wife. I loved her mouth, her pussy, and I even loved the few times she gave me her asshole. I also loved cock. My mind cleared and I finally accepted what I had been denying for so long—I was a bisexual man. I was repressing my sexuality because I could not express it, and I was blaming that on the sad life I thought I lived. I actually had a wonderful life. My wife was beautiful, my job wasn’t that boring, and we made enough money to live how we wanted. Sure, we weren’t rock stars, but we had no kids to take care of, so we had built a nice nest egg. We were extremely lucky, and I had been trying to let myself wallow in self-pity instead of accepting that.

  Suddenly I felt the cock withdrawn from my mouth. Coach Daniels lifted Lacey up and put her across his desk. He shoved his cock in her mouth and I went around to the other side of the desk, kneeling down and eating her pussy. For the first time in years, I found myself getting hard and aroused by the smell and taste of her cunt. Just knowing that I could have it, and that big cock going in her mouth, made me feel alive and satisfied. She was moaning and nearly screaming as the cock went in her mouth. I brought my tongue up and down the slit, around the exterior protective flap, and finally I pulled it back so I could lick her directly on the clitoris. I flicked my tongue against it rapidly and brought a finger up to push inside her. I found her g-spot with the tip of my finger and tugged on it as she let the cock slide in and out of her mouth. Coach Daniels fucked her mouth for another few minutes before removing his cock and coming around to my side of the table. He jammed it in my mouth a few times, then turned it to Lacey’s pussy.

  “I am going fuck your wife’s hot cunt while you lick my balls, you little bitch.” He grabbed my hair and shoved me to the side, placing his cock against her pussy.

  With a quick motion, he pushed it all the way in. His cock stretched her wider than she had ever been stretched before. I could see the instant impact of pleasure on her face as he teased her g-spot with his cock. I brought my tongue up as commanded and began sucking and licking his balls while he ran his cock in and out of her pussy. He grunted and groaned with extreme pleasure while she was filled by his massive meat. I stayed true to my duties, focusing on his balls and occasionally slipping my tongue up enough to lick my wife’s pleasure off the bottom part of his cock. The harder he thrust his cock inside her, the more she screamed with orgasmic pleasure. The desk rocked back and forth as he fucked her and my tongue had trouble not vibrating out of my mouth with the buzz they were creating between them. After he focused on her pussy for several minutes, he began moaning even louder. His cock continued to swell and throb and I could feel it all through the skin that separated his massive balls from his cock.

  “This is the tightest pussy I’ve ever been in. She might as well be a virgin. She will be so stretched she won’t even need your cock after I am done with her.” He said as he continued to make the desk creak and rock.

  My wife quickly moaned and screamed as he filled her and stuffed his cock inside over and over. I couldn’t believe that I had stayed hard for so long. I started rubbing my cock up and down, keeping the same rhythm he had. I burned for an orgasm, but I didn’t want to finish until they were done. I licked and sucked each one of his large globes, running my fingers up and down his muscular flesh. He felt like a Greek god, big and muscular, with a cock to match. I had no idea he liked men during the time I was there; if I had, then he might have done things like this to me long ago. I brought my tongue around and down his balls, licking his perineum as he continued to fuck her pussy. I could see that her pussy was tight around his cock, stretched right to the edge and only big enough to fit him. He was right about her being stretched out—fucking her would not be the same after his big cock had finished with her.

  “I’m going to cum in your wife’s tight little cunt.” He said as he started to ram her even harder.

  “Yeah…do it!” She moaned and pulled her legs up so that he could get an even better angle to fuck her.

  “That’s right… Oh yeah!” He clenched his ass together as I continued licking and I could feel the cum surging through his balls, down his shaft, and into my wife.

  She moaned and then she rocked and shuddered, taking huge gasps of breath. I knew she was having an orgasm, and from the sound of it, she was getting one a lot better than I had ever given to her. After he finished cumming inside of her, he pulled his cock out and turned it to me. I opened my mouth without even questioning it and let him use it to clean his massive cock. The taste of his cum mixed with my wife was something that made my head spin. I had no idea I could even experience something so amazing. When I was sucking off Billy Travis, I never got the chance for him to shoot his load. Coach caught us before it ever happened, so it was my first taste of another man’s cum. After his cock was nice and clean he shoved my face into my wife’s pussy.

  “Eat my fucking cum out of her, you bitch.” He said as he held me there.

  I did as commanded and I did it without even thinking about it—hell, I wanted it. I had gotten only a taste of her wonderful cunt mixed with his cum and I already wanted more. I used my tongue like a spoon, slurping every bit of his fluid out of her and letting it slide down my throat. When I was done, her cunt was as clean as the day she was born, and his cock was already shriveling up. The only thing left was my poor cock, which was throbbing and burning with a need to cum. She stood up and put on her panties, then adjusted her uniform. Coach Daniels poured himself a drink and sat down, exhausted. He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a cigar. He used to smoke those after big victories and apparently this was one of those. I stood up finally and looked at my poor, hard cock. My eyes drifted from my wife to my Coach and then back to my cock. Neither seemed interested in me. After a few minutes, he looked over at it and grinned.

  “Hey Lacey, I think lover boy got left with a hard cock and he doesn’t know what to do with it.” He said with a laugh.

  “Well it serves
you right, Steve. How many times have I gone to bed with a burning cunt that was begging for cock?” She picked up my pack of cigarettes and lit one up. Lacey never smoked—she hadn’t smoked since high school.

  Coach Daniels gave her a drink and the two of the sat on his couch giggling like children as they smoked and drank. I stood against his desk with my cock at full attention. Neither of them seemed to have any intentions of giving me the release I needed. I reached down and started to stroke it when I caught Coach Daniels give me an evil eye. He shook his head no, and I pulled my hand away. As soon as I did, he went right back to my wife, kissing her on the neck and rubbing her breasts. They finished smoking while I stood there humiliated and sad. They practically made out with clothes coming off while I watched. Eventually, his cock started to swell again and he looked over at me.

  “Lacey, can I fuck your husband in the ass?” He asked.

  “Oh that would be…great!” She grinned from ear to ear.

  Coach Daniels came over and turned me around, pushing me face down across his desk. I didn’t fight it. I had never had a cock in my asshole before, but I had certainly wanted it. I felt his huge cock pressing against my hole and I gasped. He started to push it in and I grimaced with pain. It hurt a lot more than I thought it would. Lacey was a champ for letting me fuck her there, I thought, but then again—his cock was about twice the size of mine. He continued pushing and pulling until he had stretched me wide enough to push the entire length inside. Lacey came around to watch and rubbed her hands through my hair while I took the massive monster in my asshole. After five minutes of pushing, pulling, stretching and fucking, he finally got it in and could move in and out of me with relative ease. Another five minutes passed before I was able to do anything but grip the edge of his desk and endure it. Once the rhythm picked up and I was able to take him without problems, it felt astonishingly good. His cock kept hitting my prostate with every thrust and I was sure I was going to cum from being fucked.