Back to School
Sep 2, 2026 · 26 min · 8 segments
Welcome to Smut Loving Canadian💋, where the internet’s steamiest stories come to life through voice and atmosphere. Sit back, relax, and escape into a world of bold fantasies and immersive…
Sep 2, 2026 · 26 min · 8 segments
Welcome to Smut Loving Canadian💋, where the internet’s steamiest stories come to life through voice and atmosphere. Sit back, relax, and escape into a world of bold fantasies and immersive…
I think we'll be safe in here.
No one will disturb us at this time.
The school's gym coach looked up at the clock on the wall, which read 4.15.
Most of the students and faculty were gone home by now.
The 35-year-old gym teacher crisscrossed his small office to where his student was waiting for him.
Tina was sitting perched on the edge of his desk.
She was probably one of the high school's hottest seniors, not to mention a huge flirt and rumored slut.
Tina brushed a lock of her shoulder-length red hair back behind her ear as her coach came near.
She had just finished tennis practice and was still wearing her tennis outfit.
A short white skirt showing off most of her creamy thighs.
and the only other garment was a very tight tank top.
Her teenage breasts were stuffed inside that tank top tightly, straining the fabric.
Coach Hicks couldn't help but be amazed each time he stared at them.
She was only 18, but she had to at least fill out a full double-D cup.
She was still sweaty from practice, and her cleavage was moist with perspiration, making it glisten even in the shoddy lighting of the public school.
Where were we? The gym coach asked as he took off his whistle from around his neck and tossed it onto his desk.
He was now standing right beside Tina and placed his hands on her bare thighs.
I was telling you I would do just about anything to be the captain of the tennis team this year, coach.
Tina told him.
Her voice was very soft and flirty, and she licked her lips just a little.
Oh, anything? He asked with a grin and took his hands off her thighs to pull down the front of his running pants.
His semi-erect cock sprung up eagerly.
Tina gave an excited smile and reached down, wrapping her hands around her gym teacher and coach's cock.
She squeezed it slightly, feeling it growing by the second in her warm, soft hands.
Is this what you had in mind, coach? The senior asked, still toying with his cock in her delicate hands.
I think we'll be safe in here.
No one will disturb us at this time.
The school's gym coach looked up at the clock on the wall, which read 4.15.
Most of the students and faculty were gone home by now.
The 35-year-old gym teacher crisscrossed his small office to where his student was waiting for him.
Tina was sitting perched on the edge of his desk.
She was probably one of the high school's hottest seniors, not to mention a huge flirt and rumored slut.
Tina brushed a lock of her shoulder-length red hair back behind her ear as her coach came near.
She had just finished tennis practice and was still wearing her tennis outfit.
A short white skirt showing off most of her creamy thighs.
and the only other garment was a very tight tank top.
Her teenage breasts were stuffed inside that tank top tightly, straining the fabric.
Coach Hicks couldn't help but be amazed each time he stared at them.
She was only 18, but she had to at least fill out a full double-D cup.
She was still sweaty from practice, and her cleavage was moist with perspiration, making it glisten even in the shoddy lighting of the public school.
Where were we? The gym coach asked as he took off his whistle from around his neck and tossed it onto his desk.
He was now standing right beside Tina and placed his hands on her bare thighs.
I was telling you I would do just about anything to be the captain of the tennis team this year, coach.
Tina told him.
Her voice was very soft and flirty, and she licked her lips just a little.
Oh, anything? He asked with a grin and took his hands off her thighs to pull down the front of his running pants.
His semi-erect cock sprung up eagerly.
Tina gave an excited smile and reached down, wrapping her hands around her gym teacher and coach's cock.
She squeezed it slightly, feeling it growing by the second in her warm, soft hands.
Is this what you had in mind, coach? The senior asked, still toying with his cock in her delicate hands.
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