Ross had to close his eyes to calm himself down. He commanded his hand to release his cock. He stood there shaking, forcing himself to cool off before he took another look at the gorgeous teenager with the bleeding welts on her back and the piss running down her legs.
"Don't hurt me!" Marilyn squeaked, pleading for the first time in her life. "Please don't hurt me anymore!"
Her legs and arms quivered, hardly able to support herself. The pain of her welts was like a fire consuming her entire being. A few last trickles of piss dribbled down her legs as her bladder deflated.
Ross dropped to his knees behind the girl. The beautiful pink gash of her cunt stared at him from between her swollen cunt-lips. Droplets of piss nestled in her blonde cunt-fur. She was shaking all over, with unbearable excitement or total fear. Her cunt-meat throbbed. He braced his hands on her ass, spreading her ass-cheeks and cunt so wide that he expected her pelvis to break apart like the equal halves of a melon.
"Don't hurt me!" she whimpered. "Please, Coach!"
"Coach! I'm not your coach anymore. Don't you remember? You fired me. After all these years of me kissing your ass, you fired me. I'm not good enough for you." He remembered the time she had clawed his face on national TV and he felt like ramming his fist up her ass. "You damn little bitch!"
Marilyn trembled so hard she couldn't say anything. The floodgates of her bladder opened again and a hot trickle of pin ran down her right leg. No more piss flowed. She was empty.
Ross' cock felt like a lead pipe. It was so hard and swollen that his cock-skin looked thin as cellophane. Every cock-nerve was exposed, tingling with electricity. He rammed the blunt head of his cock against the girl's pink wet cuntgash, hooking his thumbs into the inflated meat of her cunt-lips so he could spread her cunt wide open. His cock-head sank into the slickness and wetness between her blonde pussy-lips. As he pushed into her, her cunt-hole opened wider than it ever had before. As the head and another few inches of his cock disappeared inside her, she arched her back and twisted her head from side to side. She was gasping as if giving birth.
"Don't! Oh don't, please don't!" As the man's cock-head strained against the rubbery membranes of tissue that was her cherry, her mouth and eyes gaped. She held her breath.
Ross felt the pathetic little membrane trying to hold him out. He laughed to himself, comparing her cherry to damp, double-ply tissue paper. He pushed against it slowly, making her feel every millimeter of his entry, making her writhe with prolonged pain as his enormously thick cock broke through her cherry fiber by fiber. As she began to scream, as her writhing became wild, he gripped her hips as he pound his cock deeper and deeper inside her.
Marilyn's throat was raw from screaming. She no longer felt the throbbing fire of her welts. All she felt now was the searing, tearing, explosive pain inside her as the man's cock ripped apart her cherry.
Ross felt the last flaps of cherry-flesh give way, and his cock torpedoed up into her as if it had gotten away from him. His abdomen collided with her ass. His cock throbbed in her cunt, all nine inches of it buried in the delicious heat and wetness of her young body.
Marilyn's eyes crossed. She knocked her head against the steel upright of the isometric rack. It felt as if an arm had been rammed up her crotch and now was lifting her up. Her pain had turned to numbness. She sensed the wild throbbing of the man's cock, as if it were a cylindrical heart inside her. She realized she was panting like a dog, that sweat was running down her face.
Ross was stunned. He couldn't believe he'd actually done it! He'd shoved his cock up Marilyn's cunt, had destroyed her virginity forever, was in the process of raping her, raping Marilyn, the girl who had clawed his face on national TV and had made him the laughingstock of the world, the one girl in the world he'd known positively that he would never fuck. But here he was – fucking her!
Ross leaned over, licking the girl's welts, tasting her sweet warm blood. As he lapped up and down each raised welt, he rubbed his belly against her ass, his cock grinding inside her and pulsing with fuck-itch. He could feel hot liquid trickling down his balls, and he knew it was her cherry-blood. He bit her hard on the back of the neck, then straightened himself up and started to thrust.
Marilyn chewed her lips, groaning, grunting. Her cunt contracted around the man's sliding cock, the heat of which scared her torn cherry. As his thrusting quickened, as his belly smacked against her ass, she gasped, her head jerking, her tits flapping. She could feel the man drooling on her ass as he fucked, could hear bestial grunts of exertion and pleasure. As he reached under her and began to squeeze her tits and pinch her nipples, she let out a howling moan that sounded like a female cat whining.
Ross' eyes rolled. Oh, what pleasure! He plunged his cock in and out of the sucking, juice-oozing cunt of the young vixen, rubbing his belly against her wiggling ass with each in-thrust, massaging her tits and nipples and making her twit contract whenever he wanted it to. Her welts had stopped bleeding, but they still pulsed a beautiful, swollen purple. He watched his cock sliding in and out, saw it frosted with pinkish pussy-lube, tinged pink because of her cherry-blood. Her pussy-frosting looked good enough to eat.
The welts on Marilyn's back throbbed with a pleasant heat. Her loins pulsed to the rhythm of the man's fucking. Her cunt was still raw, still burned as if being cauterized, but she couldn't deny the pleasure saturating her fuckmeat. As the coach's cock rubbed against her hard clit, she shivered all over and her toes curled sensuously. She continued biting her lips, not wanting the man to hear her moans, not wanting him to know that she was feeling pleasure.
"That's it, wiggle that sexy ass! Fuck me, bitch, fuck me!"
Marilyn hadn't realized she was wiggling her ass. She tried to control herself, tried to stop the gyrations of her loins, but it was impossible. Her body responded spontaneously, reflexively. It was as if she were a machine programmed to move in a certain way as the coach's hard cock slipped in and out of her cunt.
"Awwww, yeahhhh, awwww fuck!" Ross couldn't believe Marilyn was fucking him – she was actually fucking him! The little mink was getting off on his cock. Unbelievable! "You like it, huh, you love it, can't get enough of it!"
Marilyn was whimpering, quivering all over, her every cell tingling with pleasure.
"Yeahhh, wiggle that ass! Fuck me, bitch, fuck me!" Ross slapped the girl's gorgeous ass, making her gasp and jerk, making her whimper more. Her cunt was a clutching hand around his cock. Her hot pussy-lube ran out over his balls. The fluffy, sizzling walls of her pussy-hole undulated around his cock-meat and his cock made wild squishing noises inside her as he fucked her faster and harder.
Marilyn thought she was going to pass out. Her toes curled hard against the balls of her feet. She writhed, moaning freely, not caring if the coach heard her, not caring if he knew she was getting off on his fucking cock. She tossed her blonde head from side to side and rubbed her hot ass against the coach's hard-smacking belly. His cock rammed deep into her womb, zapping her loins with an electric pleasure.
"Yes!" she gasped, grinding her cunt on his cock. "Yesss!"
"Baby!" Ross panted, humping, ramming, reaming. He dug his fingernails into her nipples, wrenched at her swollen tits, drove his cock in so deep he was sure it would pop out her mouth.
Electricity jolted Marilyn's loins. She vibrated in every cell. Her head snapped back and she gasped as the spasms overwhelmed her.
"Uh!" she grunted. "Oh, uhhh!"
Ross collapsed over her. He sank his teeth into her neck. His cock flexed powerfully as he came.
"Ohhhh yeahhhhh!" The feelings shooting through his cock had never been so sweet, so intense, so powerful. It felt as if a fist were contracting in his asshole. His balls were saturated with the same sensations as his cock. He gnawed the girl's neck flesh, growling, moaning, spurting his molten jism into her cunt.