A soccer coach and a soccer mom get in a few socks of their own

I used to play pro soccer until an injury sidelined me permanently. I went back home, got a job and tried to put it all behind me, until one day a friend called and asked me if I would coach a local girls’ soccer team. At first I said no, but once I got to thinking about it I realized how much I missed the game. So, even though it was just coaching, I figured, why not?

At the first team practice I met a bunch of the girls’ parents. Among them was a woman in her 40s, with teased blonde hair and a very big set of tits, wearing a tight white T-shirt and red shorts. During a break in the practice session this woman approached me. I now noticed that her shorts were tight enough to show that she had a great ass. Her thighs were slightly thick, but nicely tanned. She stood close enough for me to inhale the sweet perfume she was wearing as she said, “I’m told you played pro soccer, is that right?”

I looked into her blue eyes and then at her tits as I said, “Yes I did, until I got hurt.”

“I’m Ellie,” she said, holding out a hand which I gladly shook. “My daughter is Eva. She’s on your team, and she’s thrilled.”

“Well, thanks,” I said, still  taking in her buxom figure.

“What are you doing after practice?” she asked.

“Probably going home and eating a meal with my folks,” I told her. “Unless I can think of an excuse.”

“I’ll be your excuse,” she said smiling. “Find me after practice, or I’ll find you. Either way, you won’t be sorry.” She turned and walked over to some other parents, and I watched her ass as she walked away, while my cock twitched in anticipation.

After practice I didn’t have to look very hard; Ellie was there beside me. “My daughter is catching a ride over to a friend’s house for a while,” she told me. “Why don’t we go for a drink?”

She followed me in her car to a nearby bar, and we had some drinks. I learned that she was 44, married, and had three soccer-playing kids, though she didn’t know a thing about soccer. She also told me that her husband was away a lot, leaving her feeling quite neglected.

At a pause in the conversation during our second or third beer, Ellie asked what I was thinking about, and I told her honestly that I was thinking how sexy she was.

“Does that mean you want to fuck me?” she asked brazenly.

“Hell, yeah,” I told her.

She smiled impishly. “But if your injuries prevent you from playing soccer,” she said, “do they also affect your performance in the bedroom?”

“Try me,” I dared her.

“I intend to,” she said.

With that she followed me to my place, and I took her straight to the bedroom. We began making out, my hands traveling all over her curvy body. Together we undid her shorts, and as they dropped to the floor, I put my hand on her pussy, feeling its wetness through her panties. Next I put a hand under the hem of her T-shirt and pushed it up over her bra, pulling her tits into straining mounds of firm flesh. I reached back and undid the bra, releasing those big boobs.

I stepped back then and quickly undressed myself, noticing that she seemed to like what she saw. I grabbed her panty-covered butt and lifted her slightly before dropping her to the bed and diving between her thighs. The scent of her perfume combined with the musky aroma of her aroused pussy was awesome, and I kissed and licked all over her crotch. My cock was throbbing, and after a little more oral teasing I grabbed hold of her panties at her hips and pulled them down. Her now naked pussy was completely shaved. I went down on her again, treating her very thick-lipped labia to my oral talents, and she soon had a loud climax that left her shaking.

I quickly crawled up her body, sucking her hard tits along the way, and as we kissed I drove my cock into her opening and began to thrust at her as she cried out in passion. I banged her harder and faster than was my normal practice, but I was so excited that I couldn’t hold back.

As I felt my climax coming on, I pulled out of her and moved up her body so I could fuck those big titties. She assisted me by pushing her tits together around my dick. With each forward thrust she would open her mouth, and the tip of my cock would pop in and out of her lips.

“God, I’m going to shoot!” I cried finally, and when Ellie nodded in encouragement I let go. My first shot splattered against her throat, the next two landed on her tits, and I smeared the remaining squirts around her face with my dick.

“Now more fun for me,” Ellie said, and with that she sat up over me and lowered her cunt to my mouth so I could eat her out some more, which I gladly did.

After she came we lay relaxing for a while, till I was ready again. I then rolled her over onto her belly, and she parted her legs as I climbed onto her. I then put my hard cock between her buttocks and asked, “Do you take it in the butt baby?”

“Well, it’s been a while,” Ellie said. “But if you’ll go easy I’ll let you try.”

My cock was leaking precome, which I smeared around her anal opening for lubrication before pushing my cock into her. She hissed and moaned, and I stopped and waited a little before continuing. Her anus was a lot tighter than her cunt as it gripped my pole like a vise. She wiggled and groaned as I pushed steadily into her. I reached around to fondle those big tits and pull on her hard nipples as I plowed her anal passage, until with a loud shout I came hard inside her, and she gave a long moan as she felt me shoot into her throbbing hole.

After I got off her she told me weakly that she had to go and pick up Eva, then get home to make dinner for her husband, but that she really hoped that we could do this again very soon.

Because of Ellie, this is now the best job I’ve ever had in my soccer career.

—J.L., Ames, Iowa