Volleyball Vixen

I was 36 and my wife was 33. We were in a volleyball league at the Y. I was actually the coach of her women's team. We weren't very good, but we had some f****** knock-out women on the team. One of them, Sherry, always wore really thin sport bras and by the time practice was over they were all pretty sweaty and Sherry's nipples showed through her shirt.

She caught me staring several times, and on a couple of occasions my wife would miss practice to pick up the kids. One time she was gone and Sherry was extremely sweat that night. Practice went a little long, so none of the women wanted to stay and shower. Everyone left except Sherry that night.

She always seemed very proper and didn't seem to flaunt her figure, but that night was different. She asked me to walk her to her van. On the way she casually said, "Man, I'm so f****** sweaty my nipples can hardly contain themselves." This totally shocked me. But it shocked me even more when she opened the side door of her van and asked me to help her get her sweaty jersey off. She licked her lips as she spoke and looked piercingly into my eyes. It was almost hypnotic.

I could feel my c*** growing as she closed the door behind us. She had the center seats removed and a bench seat in the back. She sat and began to rub her nipples. "You like it when my nipples wink at you, don't you?" she whispered. "Um, I guess so," I said. I was a little nervous, but she continued. "Does it make my d*** hard when I play with my nipples?" I shook my head. "Here, sit," she said, and when I did she kissed me. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and put one of my hands on her t**. At the same time she dropped a hand into my lap.

"Oh, honey, you're so f****** hard I can't hardly stand it." She unzipped me and knelt in front of me. She undid my belt and opened my pants. She pulled my c*** through my shorts and put her mouth on me. "Oh, f***, Sher," I said. "Does your wife suck your c*** like this?" "Not a chance," I said. "Then, you're in for a treat," she said and plunged so far onto my c*** her lips hit skin. "Oh, f***," was all I could say as I felt myself ready to c**. "I'm gonna c**," I said, but she didn't even flinch. I let loose. I came harder than ever. She sucked me until I was spent, then kept sucking until not a drop of c** was left.

She finally pulled off of me. I smiled and sat back. She leaned up and kissed me. I could taste my c** mixed with her saliva. I could almost feel my c*** getting hard again. She told me I better get back to my wife, but every I look at her t*** and see her nipples winking at me to think of all the fun we're gonna have every time my wife missed practice. And boy did we....

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