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Jack had been looking forward to this day all term. The last bell rang for the end of final period and a stampede of students filed out from the school building and ran towards the campus football ground. Raised wooden benches had been erected around the pitch and the students swarmed on to them like a mass of teaming ants. Each student had been allowed to invite family members and to reach full capacity the school had opened the remaining seats to the public. As a result the scene was absolutely chaotic. s and adults alike flocked around the stands, shouting and screaming as the nervous thrill of the final game swept through the crowds and set the air thrumming with the buzz of excitement.
Being an assistant teacher Jack didn't take his seat until the last of the crowd were rounded up and made to sit down. He then waited for the other teachers to slide their way onto the front row of benches before squeezing himself right on the end, to make his exit easier. There he sat and waited.
In a vain attempt at distraction he made small talk with Miss Stanley beside him, whilst the school's band took to the pitch and began to play a rendition of Niel Diamonds ‘Sweet Caroline’. Nerves had started to blossom in his stomach and as a result his small talk stuttered to a halt. Soon the song drew to a close and the sound of the crowd settled to a din of hushed whispers. The flood lights dimmed and a silence descended upon the crowd as the audience held their breath. Suddenly, bright lights flashed onto the pitch and a group of students paraded into the middle of the space, pom poms in hand, and launched into a rehearsed dance.
The women in the group, each a final year and on the cusp of turning 21, were incredibly attractive. Their lithe forms moved and stretched beneath the uniform in a series of intoxicating movements and displays, pressing hard nipples against tight material and flashing quick glimpses beneath their skirts, but Jack had eyes for one woman only. Standing alone and off to the side of the dancing group was the coach, Jessica. She watched as her team jumped and bounced their way through the routine, coordinating movements with ease and effortlessly pulling off flips and tumbles to the adoration of the screaming crowd. Jack watched her as she watched her dancers. Her shoulder length blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail, showing off the smooth lines of her neck and the soft skin beneath. She wore a faculty jacket but in defiance of the teacher dress code she kept the short sports skirt, one that accentuated the long, powerful legs flowing from beneath. Jacks gaze settled there for a moment. It had been less than a year since Jessica had been a part of the group herself and her body still showed the signs of an accomplished dancer, coupled nicely by soft curves and thickness reclaimed by her retirement. She knew she looked good and as Jacks gaze moved slowly up from her powerful legs to the hidden treasure beneath that tight skirt, he felt a stirring between his legs.
To any normal person Jessica's face was a mask of reserved calm. But Jack watched as her eyes darted nervously around the crowd, specifically to the front row of teachers. When their eyes met Jack let a slow sadistic smile stretch upon his lips. He savoured the look of fear that crept into her eyes, mentally saving the picture of her face as realisation dawned and red colour spread across her blushing cheeks. She knew what this meant. For added effect Jack removed his phone from his pocket and shook it gently in the air for her to see.
Four weeks ago, when the two of them had first met in a steamy encounter in the gym changing rooms, Jack had instructed her to wear a special set of underwear every Monday for the foreseeable future. She had been told that on every weekend she must bring herself to the edge of orgasm at least once a day but was banned from any form of climax. For the last two weeks he had done nothing to her on Monday, instead waiting to savour the complete look of surprise on her face as he showed her the phone today.
With a few flicks of his finger Jack opened the app that connected to the receiver in Jessicas underwear and slowly set the egg shaped sex toy to vibrating.
It sent a rush of lust coursing through his veins as he watched Jessica's eyebrows shoot to the top of her forehead. If it was possible her face grew redder and redder still as the little toy stimulated her clit. Jack let the vibrator do its thing for a moment, allowing her to get accustomed to the feeling of the little device buzzing away between her legs. The dancers were still dancing and the crowd still cheering so Jack began to tap his phone screen in a slow tempo, stopping and starting the sensation to build her arousal. At this point Jessica had stopped looking at the dancers and had her eyes looking straight ahead into nothingness. Sweat had begun to form on her forehead and as she took a sip of water from the table behind he noticed a slight shake in her hand.
Jack stopped for a moment, hoping to lull Jessica into thinking it was over. Surely he knew how dangerous this was for her, what if she was caught? But after a second he switched the vibrator back on. This time on a higher setting, tapping it on and off to the tempo that he knew she liked. Jack could see her getting closer and closer. He almost felt bad for the little slut, stood out there alone before thousands of faces whilst her pussy dripped and dripped, soaking the inside of her pants.
On the pitch the dancers were building towards their climactic ending and Jack was doing the same for Jessica. Her mouth was open slightly now, eyes shut tightly, her hand clutching the refreshments table to steady herself. Luckily all attention was on the dancers, because anyone who cared to look would've seen Jessica hunched in an effort to ignore the fire building in her crotch. As the dancers began to finish Jack let the vibration continue for a second longer before shutting it off completely. He was rock hard now, his dick pressing tightly against the material of his trousers. He squeezed himself as he watched the coach straighten up and wipe her forehead as the group finished the performance and the flood lights lit the pitch once again. Jack relished the look of lust coupled with annoyance as she stared him down, and smiled again at her look of frustration.
Jack could only imagine how close she was to climax. The teasing all weekend and the kink of being so publicly aroused must be keeping her close to the edge. He waited for the dancers to leave the pitch and find their own spaces in the crowd before standing from his seat and making his way out of the bleachers. Outside the stadium he stopped and checked Jessica's location on his phone, she was where she needed to be. Ducking back towards the benches he snuck quickly through the side of the raised platform and into the under belly of the seats. The noise was deafening, feet stomped above and voices cheered, people began to scream as the teams ran onto the pitch. The air was hot and humid beneath so many bodies and the light flickered and filtered between the slats in the wood above. He walked forward and stood in the heat, letting his eyes adjust to the light until he could just slightly makeout the slim form of coach Jessica standing quietly in the corner. Her phone held in front of her face, illuminating a sweaty look of nervous anticipation.
Jack remained hidden in the shadows as he sent a text to tell her to turn around. She did so, with her back facing towards him. With another click of a button he turned the vibrator on once again and krept closer behind her. As he did so, with each step the toy was turned higher and higher until he could hear the little breathless moans escaping her lips. Within touching distance now he lightly brushed the back of her neck. She tensed in surprise, not expecting Jack to be coming from behind, but quickly relaxed as he placed a wet kiss on the back of her neck. Goosebumps rose upon her skin and his hands began to explore the front of her body. The sports material was thin and he could feel the sticky heat radiating from beneath her clothing as he squeezed and caressed her breasts. Her moans were coming faster now as she once again began the steep climb to orgasm.
Jack slipped a hand to the front of her skirt, pressing hard where he knew the egg was, pushing it further into the folds of her sex. Her moans deepened now, louder as her lips turned to lick lightly along the length of his earlobe. With his other hand Jack pinched and twisted her hard nipples beneath the fabric of her jacket, pressing with his other hand at the same time in her crotch.
At this point Jessica's mouth was wide open. No sound was coming out, but the quick and sharp breaths filled Jack's ears and made his member press hard into the softness of her bum. Finally the combination of the teasing and edging of the weekend was too much for her and with a quiet yelp, Jessica came. Jack felt her pants flood with hot moisture as he continued to rub the vibrator against her and supported her body as her legs buckled beneath. They held each other for a minute as Jessica's ragged breathing came under control and the noise of the crowd continued to deafen them from above.
Jack took a hold of her jacket suddenly and ripped it from her body. Beneath was a grey sports bra, sweat soaked and sticky with the heat of the stands and her recent climax. He removed that with equal roughness and stood back to admire her round perky breasts. Then, standing close he reached a hand slowly beneath her skirt. He heard her breath catch as his finger lightly brushed against the wetness of her pussy. With a quiet moan her body pushed against his fingers, searching for more contact but he moved his fingers away. Jack removed the pants but left the short skirt for his own enjoyment, turning Jess around to face the pitch.
He realised early on that Jessica had an exhibitionist streak. She loved to play and be dominated around the public, but never had they gone this far. He had turned her to see the match, to feel how close she was to the thousands of people above. How close they were to being caught and how naughty it must make her feel. From behind, Jack removed his rock hard penis and began to tease her glistening lips with its tip. She moaned as he did so, mewling like a cat as she tried to push back and push more of his dick inside her. Jack pulled back each time she did this, teasing her, reminding her that he was in control. He waited for a spike in the cheers from above and delivered two hard spanks to each of her cheeks, pushing the head of his dick slowly further and further into her warm folds. Once inside Jack felt the twitches of a small orgasm ripple their way through her muscles, clamping hard on his dick as they were finally joined together.
Another pause for her muscles to relax around the size of his member and Jack slowly began to pull in and out. He increased his speed, thrusting in and out as her moans became louder. Leaning forward he snaked a hand round to her front and clamped it tightly around her throat. In her ear he whispered things, questions. What would her friends think of her? Her colleagues? Getting fucked by an older man beneath the bodies of a thousand people. How slutty. How naughty. How good it feels to be taken and dominated somewhere they could be caught so easily.
At this point her moans were loud enough to warrant genuine fear. Jack clamped his hand over her mouth instead and continued to pile drive his penis hard into her. They were both drenched in sweat, liquid dripped between their close bodies and the slapping sound of wet skin on wet skin filled the hot room and left ugly wet patches on the material of her skirt. With the spare hand Jack found his phone again and turned on the vibrator, he then scooped her pants from the ground and pressed the egg shaped toy hard into her clit. This sent Jessica crazy. Her body moved and bucked like a wild horse as she strived to push more and more of his dick into her with each thrust. Jack could feel his own orgasm stirring and like clockwork he felt Jessica's body prepare for another climax.
For a moment each person turned quiet, focussed intently on the body of the other and the approaching tidal wave of orgasmic bliss that threatened to bare down upon them both.
Finally he heard Jessica whimper.
“Can I...can...ca-'' She couldn't finish her sentence.
Jack had upped the vibration once more, sending her into a frenzy. Her body shuddered and jerked around his dick, squeezing and contracting as he drove in and out. He fucked her again and again until suddenly her body locked in place. Her legs tensed and the muscles of her vagina squeezed Jack's dick, milking him into his own orgasm.
She managed to utter “I’m cummi-” before her words were interrupted by the sound of gushing liquid that squirted from between her legs. The liquid splashed upon the floor like an opened tap. The pressure pushed Jack back and out of her body. He watched in amazement as she twitched and jerked, squirting more and more with each tense of her muscle. Stepping up quickly behind her, Jack finished himself onto her glistening bum cheeks, sending ropes and ropes of white cum up her back and onto her neck and hair.
Poor Jessica then collapsed into a heap of post-orgasmic bliss. The ground surrounding her and the floor she sat on was saturated with her juices, splashes of her liquid still ran from her sex and dripped down her bare legs. Looking up she met Jack's eyes with a mixture of love and primal lust, her blue eyes sharp and bright in the halflight. Jack bent down slowly and placed a kiss on her lips.
“See you next time.” He whispered and turned to leave her alone on the floor.
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