A week had passed since the match. Despite the palpable tension at the end of the night between Olivia and Maci, the very next day, the two seemed to be getting along wonderfully, sticking close to each other as per usual. Their routines had resumed, plunging them back into their daily habits.
However, even though she was initially relieved, Olivia didn’t feel truly good. She had never been so close to her goal. Deep down, she felt a relentless stress building within her, questioning whether she should go through with it or if she’d be better off stopping to avoid losing her friendship with Maci. But she also knew that if she didn’t seize this potentially one-time chance, she might be unhappy for the rest of her life.
After a few days, she decided to gather her courage and mentally prepared herself to take the plunge. It was Friday night, Olivia had waited for the weekend so she wouldn’t have to worry about bedtime. She was alone with Maci in their room, which was unusual for a Friday night since Olivia often invited friends over. Maci was lying on her bed, watching a series tranquilly.
“Um… Maci, I’d like to talk to you about something,” Olivia began.
Maci took out one earbud after pausing her show. “Yes?”
Olivia felt the stress escalating. Maci noticed Olivia’s unusual state; she, who was usually so confident, so eloquent, was there in front of her, in a state of agitation that reminded Maci of herself.
“Oh… this sounds important,” Maci finally said. She removed her other earbud, closed her laptop, and sat up on her bed.
Olivia pulled up a chair and sat facing her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself before reciting a speech she had rehearsed countless times in her head.
“Listen, Maci, I need you to trust me and let me speak until I’m done. You trust me, right? You know I only want what’s best for you?” Olivia finally said.
“Uh… okay. Yes, I trust you. You’re my best friend, Liv,” Maci responded simply, then added with a slight laugh, “Well, except for when you tried to set me up with the hot Spaniard last summer.”
“Oh yeah, sorry about that. But I promise this is something more thought-out,” Olivia replied with a smile. That little jest helped her relax a bit and regain some of her confidence.
Maci, with her light brown hair falling softly around her shoulders and her green eyes full of curiosity, waited patiently, her posture relaxed yet attentive.
“Listen, here’s the thing, I know you’re very attracted to Coach Tyler, and that it goes beyond mere attraction,” Olivia said.
Maci wanted to say something, but Olivia didn’t give her the chance. “Let me finish; I know by default you won’t want to talk about it, but what I’m about to say is for your own good. I want you to be happy, Maci, truly happy. And…” Olivia paused for a few seconds before continuing, “and what if I told you that you could have what you desire? Would you want it?”
Maci might have been stunned by such a question from anyone else. But Olivia was being… Olivia. She was accustomed to this kind of boldness, and given what had happened over the last few weeks, Maci didn’t take offense at her friend’s question.
“Liv, I know you worry about me, I don’t know how you guessed, but let’s be realistic, it’s just a fantasy. He’s almost twice my age, and above all, he’s our coach. Relationships between professors and students are strictly forbidden, so even if I wanted to, it’s something impossible,” Maci responded with a tender, almost melancholic softness.
Olivia looked directly into her eyes, her piercing gaze intensified by her large, expressive brown eyes that seemed to see right through to the truth. “You didn’t answer my question. Assuming it were truly possible, would you want it?”
Maci, feeling a bit uncomfortable, hesitated for a few seconds before softly whispering, “Yes…”
Olivia smiled, “Okay, trust me and go change. Use the schoolgirl outfit you tried on during our game of truth or dare.”
“Wait…” Maci started.
But Olivia quickly cut her off, “Don’t say anything.”
Olivia knelt in front of Maci, gently cupping her face with both hands, her gaze full of tenderness. “Do you trust me?” she asked softly.
“Yes,” Maci replied.
“Then go change; I’ll handle the rest,” Olivia said as she stood up.
Maci rose hesitantly to change, unsure of what to expect. It might have been another of Olivia’s pranks, but there was such seriousness and gentleness in her tone that Maci began to doubt. The mere thought of her fantasy potentially coming true sent a shiver down her spine.
“Fuck it,” Maci thought; she had nothing to lose and quickly changed. Looking at herself in the mirror, she realized how well the outfit fit her, accentuating her curves in a tantalizing way. The short skirt hugged her hips, revealing just enough of her long, athletic legs to be provocative. The blouse was tight, its buttons straining slightly against her large breasts, leaving little to the imagination. Her green eyes sparkled with a mix of excitement and nervousness, her light brown hair now styled in playful pigtails, adding to the schoolgirl allure.
She returned to the room to find Olivia had set up her (Maci’s) current favorite playlist, a blend of sensuality and melancholy. Olivia greeted her with a smile and a blindfold. As she gently placed it over Maci’s eyes, she whispered one last time, “Trust me and get on your knees,” planting a soft kiss on her cheek that sent another shiver through Maci, who complied, kneeling as instructed.
Olivia picked up her phone and sent a text.
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“If you’re still interested in Maci, keep your Friday night free and wait for my message.”
Just reading that text from Olivia one evening during the week was enough to make the coach’s member harden in his pants. He didn’t reply; he found it hard to believe and certainly didn’t want to leave a compromising written trail. He knew he was taking a risk, but the temptation was too strong. He thus made sure to be free that night and waited patiently near his phone.
His phone buzzed early in the evening with the message, “Room 14, 2nd floor, Building F, now.”
Recognizing the address of a university dorm room, Tyler grimaced and hesitated for a few seconds. But the temptation was overwhelming. He put on a hoodie to keep a low profile and hurried over.
With great caution, Tyler slipped into Building F, trying to avoid any student who might recognize him, and arrived at his destination seemingly unnoticed. Who could recognize him with his hood up? He knocked on the door, which opened immediately to reveal a radiant Olivia, whose smile widened upon seeing he had answered the call. He entered, and she closed the door behind him, locking it to prevent any interruptions.
Tyler stepped into the room, pulling back his hood, and was left speechless. There before him was Maci, dressed in the same outfit he had fucked Olivia in the first time. She was on her knees, blindfolded, which significantly heightened his arousal. His member was hard in seconds; Olivia clearly knew his tastes perfectly.
Olivia came up beside him and whispered with her usual mischievous smile, “Do you like what you see? She’s all yours.”
Tyler approached Maci slowly, towering over her with a gaze that drank in the sight of her. This sense of dominance over this beautiful student body—her long legs barely contained by the short skirt, her large breasts straining against the blouse, and the blindfold enhancing her vulnerability—made him feel increasingly constricted in his pants.
Maci, on the other hand, was torn between fear and excitement. She had heard Olivia open the door and someone enter, but this person had not yet spoken. The mere possibility that it could actually be Coach Tyler made her shiver, though she didn’t fully believe it.
“Let me make you comfortable,” Olivia murmured to Tyler, her fingers deftly undoing his belt buckle while maintaining eye contact with him. His cock was quickly freed, fully erect and pulsating just inches from Maci’s face.
Then Olivia leaned down to Maci and said in a soft, sensual voice, “This is the moment of truth, my dear. He’s right in front of you; all you have to do is open your mouth to welcome him.”
Maci was almost in denial, half-expecting her friend to yank off the blindfold and reveal it was all a prank, with Fanny standing there, laughing. Despite this, she obeyed and opened her mouth. Without hesitation, Olivia placed her hand on the back of her friend’s head and gently but firmly pushed her forward, impaling her mouth onto the coach’s throbbing member.
The room was thick with tension, the air charged with the anticipation of forbidden pleasure. Maci’s lips wrapped around him, her tongue instinctively working, even as her mind tried to catch up with the reality of the situation.
Tyler couldn’t help but let out a drawn-out “Fuuuuuuuck.”
The sensation of that welcoming mouth combined with the sight of his cock sinking into the mouth of another one of his students—whom he considered the most innocent—gave him such pleasure that he barely managed to stop himself from climaxing.
Maci was almost certain she had recognized the coach’s voice but still struggled to believe it. Yet, that single groan had sent her into a state of arousal, leaving her soaked. Instinctively, her lips tightened around Tyler’s member, and a muffled moan escaped her.
“Easy, Maci, if you keep this up, I won’t last even a minute,” Tyler breathed out.
Olivia, still standing beside him, leaned in to whisper in his ear with a deliciously slutty tone, “On the contrary, let go; we have all night ahead of us. You’ll have plenty of time to recover. We might even put on a little show to get you going again.”
Tyler, after placing one hand on Maci’s head to set a rhythm she welcomed in perfect submission, grabbed Olivia’s hair with his other hand, speaking in a slightly irritated tone, “Shut up, and help your friend instead. You put her in this situation; it’s only fair you assist.”
“At your command, Coach,” Olivia replied before kneeling right next to Maci. She approached the base of his cock and let her tongue glide along its length, slowly making her way up until she reached the corner of Maci’s lips, playfully extending her tongue to tease her friend. This electrified Maci, who redoubled her efforts.
“It’s incredible; I never imagined she’d suck as well as you do,” the coach exhaled between heavy breaths.
Maci then realized Olivia had already slept with Coach Tyler. Knowing Olivia, it certainly wasn’t just once. In any other circumstance, she might have been furious, even enraged, but the excitement was too overwhelming, and she didn’t want to disrupt the rhythm imposed by her coach.
Olivia, who was sensually licking his balls, paused, her perverse smile still intact. “If I believe what she told me, she can do something I can’t.”
Without waiting for a response, she moved behind Maci, sliding one hand into her friend’s panties while placing the other at the back of Maci’s head, adding pressure alongside Tyler’s. She whispered into Maci’s ear, “Go on, my dear, we both know you can go deeper.”
With infinite gentleness, she began to play with Maci’s clit with one hand while applying pressure to the back of her head. Maci shivered with pleasure, never having imagined such a scene even in her hottest fantasies. She let out a long, muffled moan before slowly but surely taking Tyler’s member deeper into her mouth.
Olivia looked up at Tyler, “You can cum; I assure you she’s waiting for it… to feel your cock filling her mouth.” At the same moment, Olivia pushed a finger into Maci’s soaked sex, causing her to moan once more and thrust forward, fully engulfing Tyler’s magnificent cock. “Oh, and one last thing, she has a boyfriend at the moment.”
It was too much for Tyler; this time, he couldn’t hold back his orgasm and finally released himself into Maci’s sweet, no longer so innocent mouth.
After what felt like an eternity to Maci, who was starting to run out of breath, Tyler withdrew his still semi-hard cock from her mouth, allowing some semen to spill out and drop to the floor as she took a deep, desperate breath.
As Tyler sat on the bed to catch his breath, Olivia knelt in front of Maci and kissed her deeply, while her fingers continued to work Maci’s clit in frantic, circular motions.
In a daze and still blindfolded, Maci wrapped her arms around her friend, returning the kiss. Olivia felt that same sensation she had experienced during their kiss in the locker room. Time seemed to slow down; the gentle dance of Maci’s tongue with her own was sensual without any ferocity, enveloping Olivia in a bubble of completeness. Olivia closed her eyes. For a few moments, there was no music, no coach, no room—just a serene silence in her mind, focused solely on the sensation of tongues intertwining, enhanced by the taste of their coach’s seed, which she savored. That taste, though she wished the moment could last longer, brought her back to reality. She reluctantly parted her lips from Maci’s, who let out an involuntary small moan of disappointment.
Maci, who was on the brink of orgasm. “Do you fantasize about being fucked by Coach Tyler?” she asked.
Maci didn’t respond, biting her lip in frustration.
“Answer,” Olivia commanded before slowly, insistently running her tongue over Maci’s swollen clit.
“YESSSSS,” Maci almost screamed.
“Then take off that blindfold, look at him, and tell him everything you dream he’d do to you,” Olivia instructed, repeating the slow lick, causing Maci to cry out in pleasure again.
Tyler’s cock was now fully hard, and he began to masturbate to the spectacle he couldn’t have dared to imagine in his wildest fantasies.
Maci continued to moan in pleasure. Olivia paused again, “This is your moment to live out your fantasy; don’t let this opportunity slip away, Maci.” Then she buried her head back between Maci’s legs as if to give her courage.
Between spasms of pleasure, Maci removed her blindfold and turned her gaze towards the coach. There he was, standing, completely naked, masturbating in front of them. Seeing Coach Tyler like this made it finally sink in that this was no dream. A wave of lust washed over her entire being, and she managed to say, “Fuck me.”
Tyler raised an eyebrow, “That’s all?”
Olivia intensified her efforts on Maci’s clit, causing her to arch back, her eyes rolling slightly from the overwhelming pleasure. Her last defenses fell, and she blurted out, “Fuck me, Coach, fuck me like a slut, use me, dominate me, do whatever you want with me; I’m completely yours.”
The contrast with her previous statement clouded Tyler’s mind. Now, he wanted only one thing: to possess that body. Maci’s naked form twisted with pleasure, her long legs spread wide, her skin flushed with arousal, her large breasts heaving with each breath, nipples erect and begging for attention.
Tyler approached his two students, grabbed Olivia by her hair, and pulled her head back to stop her ministrations. “It’s my turn now, and I intend to use her fully.”
“Yes, Coach,” Olivia simply responded, provocatively running her tongue over her lips.
“On second thought, I want to feel that insolent tongue of yours; you’ll continue while I fuck your friend,” Tyler said, slightly irritated. He wasn’t truly annoyed, but he had learned this was what excited Olivia. He indulged in the game, knowing he wouldn’t be disappointed.
He then turned his gaze to Maci. “You want me to fuck you like a slut? Get on all fours.”
Without hesitation, Maci got up and positioned herself, trembling with excitement. Tyler released Olivia’s hair and placed both hands on Maci’s hips. The first touch of the coach’s hands on her naked body sent electric shivers through her. She felt his throbbing cock at her entrance, and without further delay, he slowly pushed in, meeting some resistance.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, it’s too good,” Tyler articulated.
Maci’s mouth gaped open, her lips full and slightly parted, her green eyes wide with surprise at her professor’s girth, her breath catching for a moment. Olivia, not wanting to neglect her task, had already slid underneath Maci, her tongue making contact with Maci’s swollen clit.
This pushed Maci over the edge into an incredible orgasm. It was then that Tyler began to fuck her. He gave firm thrusts, fully penetrating her before pulling out, pausing for one or two seconds between each. The third thrust coincided with another masterful lick from Olivia, triggering yet another orgasm for Maci. Never had she experienced two orgasms so close together. Her brain, now flooded with serotonin, stopped her from thinking; she just wanted more, for this moment to never end.
Maci’s body, with its long, athletic legs now quivering, her large breasts swaying with each thrust, her skin flushed and slick with sweat, painted a picture of raw, untamed desire. Her mouth, still open in ecstasy, and her eyes, now half-lidded with pleasure, completed the image of a Young woman lost in the throes of passion.
Olivia had now slightly adjusted her mouth, letting her tongue glide along Tyler’s cock as it entered and exited Maci’s sex. The sensation was incredible, unlike anything he had experienced before.
“Olivia, you’re a real slut; I’m going to want all my fucks to be like this from now on,” Tyler said without pausing his deep thrusts into Maci, eliciting another cry of pleasure from her. Feeling his orgasm building and wanting to etch this moment into his memory, he wrapped his fingers in Maci’s hair and pulled her head back, giving him more leverage for his penetrations.
“Cum for me, Maci, show me the slut in you,” the coach commanded, gritting his teeth and increasing his pace. At these words, it didn’t take long for Maci to reach a third and final powerful orgasm, letting out an unrestrained cry of pleasure. The walls of Maci’s sex clenched around the coach’s cock, combined with Maci’s scream and Olivia’s expert licks, pushing Tyler over the edge into another orgasm as he plunged completely into Maci.
Maci collapsed from exhaustion onto the bed, her body glistening with sweat, her long hair now a mess across the pillow. She was followed closely by Coach Tyler, who withdrew and lay down beside her. Olivia took care to clean Tyler’s cock, now covered with a mixture of semen and her friend’s fluids, giving her coach a few more waves of pleasure.
“If you’re trying to score extra points on your average this way, it’s not necessary; you’ve earned them long ago,” Tyler jested with half-closed eyes.
Olivia removed his still semi-hard cock from her mouth, leaving it resting at the edge of her lips before responding with a smile, “No, it’s just that I love both of your tastes,” then she resumed her cleaning with determination. Tyler, with his eyes closed, unknowingly drifted off to sleep under the soft sensation of Olivia’s oral ministrations.
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Coach Tyler awoke with a start. Glancing at his watch, he saw it was 4 a.m. He turned and realized it wasn’t a dream, seeing Maci cuddled against his naked body, with Olivia nestled against Maci.
“Tyler, you’re a lucky son of a bitch,” he thought to himself with a smile.
He tried to rise without waking them. He had to get out of this room before sunrise when the dorm hallways would be filled with students who might recognize him.
As he dressed, he heard Olivia’s whisper, “Leaving already?”
He turned to see the naked bodies of Maci and Olivia. Olivia was gently caressing Maci’s still-sleeping form while looking directly at the coach. “Are you sure you don’t want to stay? I thought maybe Maci and I could wake you up in a nice way.”
Tyler felt his cock harden once more despite his fatigue.
“It’s extremely tempting,” he replied with a smile, “but it wouldn’t be wise. A professor leaving the room of two of his students at dawn could raise some eyebrows.”
“Next time, we could go to your place or a hotel. Olivia’s wake-up proposal doesn’t leave me indifferent,” Maci said with a slight smile, her eyes still closed, clearly not asleep.
“Next time,” those words echoed in Tyler’s head. “So this wasn’t a one-night stand; they want to do this again?” he thought, his arousal now visibly tenting his pants.
“With pleasure, girls. You can also come by my office next week after classes,” Tyler responded with enthusiasm.
“Do you want to see another student bent over your desk, offering herself to you?” Olivia continued, always provocative.
Tyler took a deep breath to calm himself, his groin sending a clear message that he wanted to return to the bed where these two vixens, evidently full of desire for him, awaited.
“I have to go, or I’ll never leave,” he said with a laugh.
“We wouldn’t mind that, on the contrary,” Maci murmured, still with her eyes closed and smiling.
“Neither would I, but I’m sure we’ll have another chance soon,” Tyler said, forcing himself towards the door. Before leaving, he pulled his hoodie over his head and turned one last time to the girls. “You didn’t lie, Olivia; this was indeed the night of my life,” he said, smiling before slipping out and closing the door as quietly as possible.
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Once alone, Olivia continued to lovingly caress Maci’s body, occasionally placing kisses on her shoulder.
Maci savored the caresses and gentle kisses from her friend, feeling a sense of well-being wash over her.
“Why did you do all this?” Maci finally asked, her eyes still closed, her voice calm yet warm.
Olivia paused her caresses for a moment before responding, “What do you mean?”
“It all seemed very planned. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thrilled about the night we just had, and even though I now understand you’ve been fucking with Coach Tyler without telling me, I don’t care about that anymore after the night I’ve just spent with you both. But I’m curious, why orchestrate all this?” Maci continued.
Olivia hesitated, stopping her touch once more.
“You can keep caressing me while you answer; it’s very… pleasant to wake up to. But answer me honestly; I promise I won’t get mad,” Maci said simply.
Reassured, Olivia resumed her caresses, speaking softly, “A while ago, I stumbled upon your diary, and… curiosity, which you know is my greatest flaw, led me to read it. That’s how I learned about your fantasies involving Coach Tyler.”
“Normally, I would’ve given you the silent treatment for a week or more, but given what’s happened, I’m glad you were so curious. Still, that doesn’t answer my question: why?” Maci gently pressed, her tone still calm.
After placing another tender kiss on the shoulder of what was now more than just a friend, Olivia finally spoke, “Because…” she began, deciding to add, “my heart is too full of you to ever belong to another.”
Maci opened her eyes and turned to Olivia. “Did you just confess your love to me by quoting my favorite author?”
Olivia felt tears welling up in her eyes. “I know you’re not a lesbian, but I love you, Maci, and I can’t imagine loving anyone else. When I found out about your attraction to Coach Tyler and your… feelings for him, my heart broke. I thought the only way I could be with you was if he was there too.”
Tears now streamed down Olivia’s cheeks. “And I know it’s completely stupid and immature, but that’s who I am, and all I want is for you to be happy. So yes, I paid attention to what you love, whether it’s your favorite literature or Coach Tyler; I tried everything to have a chance at some of your love, even if I know I have no real chance.”
Maci gently cupped Olivia’s face in her hands. “I love you, Liv, there are many ways to love, but I love you.” Maci sat up as Olivia lay back, still crying.
Maci leaned over to kiss Olivia tenderly; once again, Olivia surrendered to the sweetness she had become addicted to, like a drug.
Maci gently pulled her lips away from Olivia’s and added with a smile, “I’m not a lesbian… but I think tonight has made it clear I’m at least bi,” she said before planting the first kiss on Olivia’s neck, making her shiver.
“And therefore, our love isn’t completely impossible,” Maci added, kissing a little lower at the base of her neck.
“And I think it’s important I thank you for last night,” she continued with a smile, her butterfly kisses moving down to Olivia’s breasts, then her stomach, then lower.
The sensation of Maci’s tongue making contact with her sex for the first time sent waves of pleasure through Olivia.
“I love you, Maci,” Olivia whispered, gently placing her hand in Maci’s hair.
Maci lifted her mouth for a moment to reply, “I love you too, Liv,” before resuming her tender, loving movements with her tongue, much to Olivia’s delight.
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That’s it, guys, it’s the end.
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A big thank you to @coachcolt for giving me this idea and sharing his desires with me, and also to my Sir, Dan (@Bambam123), for helping me with the proofreading throughout this project.
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