Dean Jones*All black characters; dont like it dont read…. get the fuck off my story.Standing at the average height of 5’6″ with sandy brown hair cut pixie style and gray eyes Victoria was a knockout. Victoria had moved to a new town and was headed to school, new school new life. Victoria, or Vic for short enjoyed all types of activities. This is where the story begins…As the class re-entered the locker room to shower after gym for the day the girls began to talk. ‘So Victoria- sorry, Vic, are you into any sports or extra curricular activities?’ Candice asked. ‘Yeah, i like to do all types of stuff. Like im into the arts so i guess Drama & Speech would go under that category & i love watching basketball so i guess that would be one and i love to run; so track team too…’ ‘Oh wow, you are a lil renaissance lady huh?’ Quinn joked. ‘Nah, i just like to keep busy.’ Vic responded. Well one thing for sure is that Dean Jones will love a fine lil piece like yourself.’ Phylicia chimed in. Vic looked confused with how Phylicia said that. ‘What do you mean?’ Vic asked. ‘Oh girl its nothing to worry about. You have big tiddays, and a fat booty and from what i see a phat pussy…. and lets not forget you want to join the track team. Dean Jones loves girls like you Vic.’ Phylicia added. The bell rang and the girls exited the locker room as they headed to their next class. Victoria had hernext class with Candice; Psychology. Miss Lano babbled on about her lesson as the two lowly conversed with one another. ‘So, tell me more about Dean… umm, whats his name?’ Vic asked in a hushed tone. ‘Dean Jones, he’s like the best dean in the entire school. He looks out for his ‘k1ds’. Well, at least the g1rls.’ Candice began. Vic stared at her puzzled unsure of how to interpret it. Candice continued ‘See Dean Jones has a thing for the hot g1rls like ourselves and the g1rls we talk to in gym class. He’s even kinder to the ones who he coaches on the track team. You know what Vic, why dont you pay him a visit?’ ‘Umm… sure why not.’ Vic answered. Before class was over, a student came in handing a note to Miss Lano. ‘Victoria, my dear, Dean Jones would like a word with you.’ she said chipper as a squirrel. ‘Did i do something wrong?’ Vic asked. ‘No my dear, he may just want to give you a welcome meeting or something along those lines. Take your tings with you, there is but 15 minutes left bursa escort of class & i doubt you will make it by the end.’ Miss Lano informed her. ‘I guess you’ll find out now.’ Candice slyly said. Vic headed to Dean Jones’ office and knocked three times. ‘You may enter.’ said the voice from behind the thick glass. Vic opened the door and entered as instructed. Vic saw a man who seemed very friendly & loving, like an uncle. About 6’5″ and balding pecan shade man with glasses and a nice clean cut beard on his face , the kind Victoria like to ride. Standing to meet her half way ‘Ah, Victoria Ross, i have been awaiting to meet with you. I hear at your previous school you were quite the athlete.’ Dean Jones said as he closed the door behind her getting a full view of her ass after getting a full view of her fat pussy and big tiddays. Placing his hand on the small of her back guiding her to a seat in front of his desk. ‘ Please, have a seat Victoria.’ As she sat Dean Jones sat on his desk before he got to the reason he called her down(other than to oogle at her body)’She got a fat pussy between them thick thighs… and her ass is nice and ripe… speaking of ripe i smell that her pussy wet… prolly from rubbing in them lil ass shorts she got on… Mmmph! Them tiddays i wanna see what they look like outside that shirt..’ Dean Jones thought to himself feeling his dick harden with each thought. ‘Where are my manners? I am Dean Jones. Royal Jones; Roy for short. Best way to remember my name is to think of Roy Jones Jr. Just minus the Junior.’ Dean Jones joked. Victoria giggled which impressed Dean Jones. ‘Most dont find humor in that one… mainly cause they dont know who Roy Jones Jr. is… So do you watch boxing?’ Dean Jones asked. ‘I cant say that i do, i just know if him. He was like the Mike Tyson & Floyd Mayweather of the late 90’s…’ Vic responded. ‘Tyson and Mayweather… you know a little bit..’ Dean Jones said impressed. ‘No, just from sitting around forcefully watching it while my older brother watched.’ As Vic felt awkward Dean Jones continued ‘So do you?’ ‘Do i what?’ Vic asked. ‘Box, do you box? Has your brother taught you how?’ ‘Me? oh no, i just stick to drama, speech, basketball,and track.Delighted Mr. Jones asked ‘Which is the reason i have called you down here…’ ‘Yes, i was a top sprinter at my old school.’ Vic chimed bursa escort bayan in. ‘Yes, I’ve seen your files and i must see that you join the team. Practice is after school. I’m sure you will fit right in.’ Dean Jones assured Victoria. ‘Alright, well i’ll see you there.’ Vic got up and headed out the door to final class of the day English which she shared with Phylicia. As she exitied Dean Jones stared as Vic stood up and left his office. He gazed at her bouncing breast when she stood and puffed pussy’s peek-a-boo effect in her shorts. ‘Mmmph!’ Dean Jones grunted. ‘Is there something wrong Dean Jones?’ Vic asked before leaving. ‘No i was just imagining my dinner my wife is making tonight; meatloaf and mashed potatoes… yummm-mmy!’ Dean Jones lied. Vic exited. ‘That girl got all that body and dont even know it…’ Dean Jones said once he was alone. He got up to lock his office door and sat back at his desk and logged onto his office computer. He turned on a homemade movie titled Sorority Girls Hazed: Ebony Edition. Dean Jones pulled out his aching thick member and began to stroke it. ‘Yeah, imma get all that fat pussy and put this dick all up in her.’ As he finished his movie with his favorite scene of the pledge being forced into submission followed by her squirting a huge stream, Mr. Jones shot a 5th and final amount of semen into his rag & cleaned himself up. Entering the halls students rushed to their lockers quickly exiting the school building to enjoy the lovely day. As students quickly exited Dean Jones saw Christina Brown looking suspicious & decided to inquire.’Christina what are you up to?’ he asked as he crept from behind pressing his soft dick into her ass. Christina pressed her ass and responded. ‘Mr. Jones i was just-‘ ‘Thats Dean Jones! You know to address me by Dean Jones or its Coach Jones when im on the field.’ Dean Jones stated angrily. ‘Mmmm, Im so sorry about that Coach.’ Christina responded. The halls were now empty and the two were in a blind spot so they were hidden from school cameras. Dean Jones forced Christina on a locker and began to frisk her. Starting at her legs he ran his hand up her thighs and stopped on the groove in between her legs to let his hand linger. Christina moaned lowly and Dean Jones’ penis was at full attention again. After feeling around her pussy he took to her tits grabbing escort bursa a handful and found just what he was looking for. ‘Where’d you get the weed Christina?? You thought putting them in your tits was gonna get you off?’ ‘Clearly it got you off so i figured why not give it a shot…’ Christina answered grabbing his swollen member. ‘Get outta here…’ I’ve got to get to practice. I catch you again I’ll suspend you.’ Dean Jones warned Christina. ‘You sure I’m okay in my gym uniform?’ Vic asked Deja, another girl from her gym class. ‘Yeah you should be fine. Besides its your first day. So Coach will probably take it easy on you.’ As Dean Coach Dean walked to the field he barked at Vic ‘Ross! Where is your proper practice attire?!!?!’ ‘Um Dean-…’ Everyone gasped. ‘I dont have anything, its my first day of practice and a few of the girls said-‘ Cutting her off ‘you dont ask the girls; you ask me! Proper attire for practice is not your gym uniform. It fucks up the entire running process. You being a runner should already know that. Stay after practice and sit to the side for the day.’Unsure of what to say, Vic did as she was told and watched the practice. Little did she know the girls set her up. Coach Dean wanted to break in Miss Ross some terrible. He had needed the girls’ assistance if he was going to get it quickly. After practice had ended Coach Dean walked up to Vic. ‘Did you see how we warmed up?’ Coach asked. ‘Yes.’ Vic answered. ‘Well, warm up!’ Coach barked. Vic began by warming up her legs stretching them behind her and holding. Coach watched closely. He watched as she bent over to stretch her lower back with her ass now in the air. ‘Hold it.’ Coach demanded. ‘What?’ Vic asked. Hold that til i say to come up. Vic stayed in the position but was feeling the burn and wanted to get out of the position she was being forced to hold. ‘Coach may i please stand?’ Vic asked in pain. ‘Stand.’ After 45 minutes of extended solo practice Coach Jones and Vic walked to his office. ‘Have a seat before i send you off…’ Vic sat where she had sat earlier. ‘No, i mean here.’ Coach said pointing to his once again raging hard cock. ‘Pull them shorts off and lemme see that double fatty you got.’ Coach requested. Vic immediately stood and pulled off her shorts. Tired or not she hadnt had sex in almost 7 months. And Coach Jones’ dick was like a baby’s arm. ‘Yeahhh… come sit on this dick.’ Coach palmed Vic’s ass cheeks like a basketball. and gave it a nice slap. She bent forward and pushed her ass in her face. The Coach took a mouth full and licked all over. His tongue found her mound soaked in sweat and her own wetness and licked the outside of her panties….