Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)
OP
OP
Javorcek
Supernova
- Joined
- Jun 19, 2013
- Location
- United Sates - NY
Alex groaned much louder than she had meant to at the first swipe of a velvety tongue against her aching slit. She leaned forward, bracing her forearm into the slick wall and then burying her face into the wet flesh so that she could try to muffle her moans. “Mrrrrph!” Well, she was still sort of loud, but her arm was better than nothing, and hopefully the pitter patter of the shower would help drown out her sounds of ecstasy. Usually Alex had to go through a lot of training with a girl to get her to be decent at giving oral. She’d give a lot of commands, direction. But with Tessa, she didn’t have to do any of that. And rather than have to pull her hair to try to get her lover where she wanted her to be, the hand that was threaded in Tessa’s hair merely tightened as the pleasure coursing through her body rose.
Fuck! The feeling of Tessa’s tongue flicking her clit made the young artist’s thighs tremble as the nerves all fired off at once. Already the pleasant knot in her stomach was tightening to the point where it was less pleasant and more unbearable. Her hip bucked and she whined softly, frustrated; it was –really- hard to cum when the main thought that was running through her head was Don’t slip! Don’t slip! Don’t slip! Alex’s toes curled, digging into the tiled floor as -
“JAVORCEK!”
Alex –shrieked- in surprise. It was probably the girliest sound she had ever made in her entire life. She was so startled from the voice that barked her name that she jumped, and in her rush to move, to get away from Tessa and into a less compromising position, she slipped, falling to the floor and landing with a thu-splash. “Gaaahh….fuckkk…” The brunette hissed, not severely injured, but her ass was definitely going to be bruised from this.
“Damnit! Are you alright?” Asked the woman who was trying to not see anything while trying to make sure that she hadn’t just accidentally paralyzed one of her students. When she saw Alex move, Coach Sanders immediately moved her clipboard to cover her eyes again. “Good, you’re not dead. Put some damn clothes on. Javorcek! In my office. You…new girl…Reigns is it? Principal’s Office for cutting class! On the double ladies!” And just as she would to start a game, coach blew her whistle.
“Shit… I’m so fucked.” Alex groaned. Her parents would murder her. Actually, if they were kind they would just murder her. Knowing them, they would magically find something much worse to do to her. With a dejected sigh, she got up onto her feet, then offered her hand to Tessa so that she could help up the other girl too. Then she rinsed off real quick and then headed off to the locker room to get dressed.
---
“What the hell has gotten into you Alex?! What were you thinking?!?!” Coach Sanders growled, pacing back and forth behind her desk as Alex sank down lower in the chair on the other side.
Wasn’t really thinking…
“I mean, you’re a good kid. Sharp as a tack. Except your Chemistry grade. Which, by the way, you need to get up. You know it’s 85 and above for sports teams here.”
85?!?! It’s like 70 at public school. What the fuck?! Alex had high 90s in everything, and usually her grades were not a problem. But Chemistry was hard and she hated it.
“But cutting class?! To do that?! In –my- lockerroom?!”
Coach rounded on her, and all Alex could do was shrink a little more in her seat. When authority figures yelled at her for good cause, she completely shut down and tucked her tail between her legs, patiently waiting for it to be all over. It was the one truly submissive thing she ever did.
With a soft sigh as she surveyed Alex, Coach Sanders paused her ranting for a moment. It was almost sad to see her star player reduced to the pitiful state that she was in now. Nowadays kids didn’t take a good scolding anywhere as hard as Alex was, it must have been due to the girl’s parents. She knew Mr. and Mrs. Javorcek. Strict parents with accents so thick that it was hard to understand a thing they were saying. But they loved Alex, came to all her games, even the away ones. And as much as she knew the Javorceks loved their daughter, she also knew they would probably tear Alex to shreds if she made a phone call home. “I’m not going to tell your parents.” Coach said quietly. “I’m not even going to give you extra detention. For your punishment, you’re going to run suicides all practice, every practice for a week. You’re not even going to touch a ball for that whole time. You are going to run, and you are going to think about what you did and how you are going to be better. Got me?”
Alex blinked, unable to believe her ears. That was it? She was off the hook? No one was going to tell her parents she had fucked up? Yeah, suicides sucked, they sucked really bad, but that was way better than having to see the disappointed looks on her parents’ faces. “Yeah Coach, I got you. Uh…thanks…for not calling my mom and dad.”
“Yeah well… Believe it or not, I was young once… We all do stupid things, so I guess I can show you a little mercy this time around rather than let administration crucify you. But no more screw ups!” Coach glared at Alex for a moment, making sure she understood that she would not be so forgiving the next time the young girl did something so very stupid. “Now…if you see your buddy Reigns before I do, tell her she’ll be serving detention with me for cutting class. I’m not going to tell her parents what she was up to, but she better damn well show up for detention on time.”
Fuck! The feeling of Tessa’s tongue flicking her clit made the young artist’s thighs tremble as the nerves all fired off at once. Already the pleasant knot in her stomach was tightening to the point where it was less pleasant and more unbearable. Her hip bucked and she whined softly, frustrated; it was –really- hard to cum when the main thought that was running through her head was Don’t slip! Don’t slip! Don’t slip! Alex’s toes curled, digging into the tiled floor as -
“JAVORCEK!”
Alex –shrieked- in surprise. It was probably the girliest sound she had ever made in her entire life. She was so startled from the voice that barked her name that she jumped, and in her rush to move, to get away from Tessa and into a less compromising position, she slipped, falling to the floor and landing with a thu-splash. “Gaaahh….fuckkk…” The brunette hissed, not severely injured, but her ass was definitely going to be bruised from this.
“Damnit! Are you alright?” Asked the woman who was trying to not see anything while trying to make sure that she hadn’t just accidentally paralyzed one of her students. When she saw Alex move, Coach Sanders immediately moved her clipboard to cover her eyes again. “Good, you’re not dead. Put some damn clothes on. Javorcek! In my office. You…new girl…Reigns is it? Principal’s Office for cutting class! On the double ladies!” And just as she would to start a game, coach blew her whistle.
“Shit… I’m so fucked.” Alex groaned. Her parents would murder her. Actually, if they were kind they would just murder her. Knowing them, they would magically find something much worse to do to her. With a dejected sigh, she got up onto her feet, then offered her hand to Tessa so that she could help up the other girl too. Then she rinsed off real quick and then headed off to the locker room to get dressed.
---
“What the hell has gotten into you Alex?! What were you thinking?!?!” Coach Sanders growled, pacing back and forth behind her desk as Alex sank down lower in the chair on the other side.
Wasn’t really thinking…
“I mean, you’re a good kid. Sharp as a tack. Except your Chemistry grade. Which, by the way, you need to get up. You know it’s 85 and above for sports teams here.”
85?!?! It’s like 70 at public school. What the fuck?! Alex had high 90s in everything, and usually her grades were not a problem. But Chemistry was hard and she hated it.
“But cutting class?! To do that?! In –my- lockerroom?!”
Coach rounded on her, and all Alex could do was shrink a little more in her seat. When authority figures yelled at her for good cause, she completely shut down and tucked her tail between her legs, patiently waiting for it to be all over. It was the one truly submissive thing she ever did.
With a soft sigh as she surveyed Alex, Coach Sanders paused her ranting for a moment. It was almost sad to see her star player reduced to the pitiful state that she was in now. Nowadays kids didn’t take a good scolding anywhere as hard as Alex was, it must have been due to the girl’s parents. She knew Mr. and Mrs. Javorcek. Strict parents with accents so thick that it was hard to understand a thing they were saying. But they loved Alex, came to all her games, even the away ones. And as much as she knew the Javorceks loved their daughter, she also knew they would probably tear Alex to shreds if she made a phone call home. “I’m not going to tell your parents.” Coach said quietly. “I’m not even going to give you extra detention. For your punishment, you’re going to run suicides all practice, every practice for a week. You’re not even going to touch a ball for that whole time. You are going to run, and you are going to think about what you did and how you are going to be better. Got me?”
Alex blinked, unable to believe her ears. That was it? She was off the hook? No one was going to tell her parents she had fucked up? Yeah, suicides sucked, they sucked really bad, but that was way better than having to see the disappointed looks on her parents’ faces. “Yeah Coach, I got you. Uh…thanks…for not calling my mom and dad.”
“Yeah well… Believe it or not, I was young once… We all do stupid things, so I guess I can show you a little mercy this time around rather than let administration crucify you. But no more screw ups!” Coach glared at Alex for a moment, making sure she understood that she would not be so forgiving the next time the young girl did something so very stupid. “Now…if you see your buddy Reigns before I do, tell her she’ll be serving detention with me for cutting class. I’m not going to tell her parents what she was up to, but she better damn well show up for detention on time.”
