One seemed to know she had an audience the way she preened and moved. Her hips swayed back and forth as she walked. She stopped suddenly and pivoted on one slender leg. The coach almost lost it then and there.
The girl's profile told him she was really hot. Her tits thrust impudently out in front of her chest. The way her ass curved back and down to slender thighs was a wanton invitation. There was nothing but "Fuck me!" written all over that chick.
He wanted her. He wanted to fuck her.
He wanted to give her every single inch of his cock. All the way up that auburn bush she so shamelessly displayed. She was trying to incite him to rape her. He knew it.
He felt his cock throbbing with new life. It was hammering hard every time his heart beat. He had to bury his fuck stick into warm, willing female flesh or go crazy with lust!
"Fuck me, damn you! I can feel that cock of yours going wild in my ass! Stuff it all the way up my guts!" the woman pleaded.
"Just you wait. You'll get every single inch of it – when I'm good and ready."
He didn't tell her he was fighting to keep from cumming. Let her beg for his cock. That was the way it should be. He had her sprawled out on her desk waiting for him to fuck her. He liked that – he liked that a lot.
He lowered his sights a little and found the puckered lips of her cunt. The sex gash was moist with the woman's fuck fluids. He shoved his cock forward and into the seething pit of her desire. The folds of her pussy hotly enfolded his cock. For a long moment, he was content to simply stand there, his cock buried balls deep up her cunt.
He felt the tightness as her stomach muscles squeezed down on his prick. The heat boiling out threatened to melt him. But the oily juices coming from her turbulent interior coated his prick. He moved back and forth in her pussy a few times making sure his cock was completely drenched in the thick fluid.
Then he was ready.
Pulling out of her cunt with a little wet plop, he immediately shoved forward again. But this time he was pressing firmly against her asshole. The tightly clenched muscle still refused to open for him to fuck her up the rear passage.
He kept pressing. Harder and harder he leaned into her body. He felt her asscheeks rubbing into his upper thighs. Her entire body heaved in expectation of his cock drilling hard into her skit chute. Then, he felt her anus relaxing. It was allowing his cock to enter.
One second, only the glans of his cock was in her body. The next, he was rushing full bore up her ass.
He didn't try to hold them back. He began buggering her with slow, deliberate strokes. He didn't want to rush. Nothing but enjoyment was ahead for him. When he came, he was going to give her the sexiest enema she'd ever gotten.
His cum would totally whitewash her rectum!
"I… I can't stand it!" she moaned. "Really shove it to me! I want, to feel your cock really Greeking me!"
He began his butt-fucking in earnest now. It wouldn't be long before his fiery hot jism spewed out into her bowels. The woman's clutching asshole felt like a noose around his prick. And the heat of her ass!
He had to get in his full share of cornholing before he totally went limp.
"I can feel you so deep up me," she muttered. "So deeep in me! Your cock's bucking around. It's driving me… wiiiild!"
Her ass began moving in a circular motion. We started his cock moving in the opposite direction. This stirred his cock around inside her ass like a spoon in a mixing bowl. They mixed the most intense sensations their bodies were capable of enduring.
He felt a slow, inexorable heat start at the very tip of his prick. It worked back along his length, heating his flesh, driving him to fuck her with even greater urgency. His hips went berserk.
He couldn't control himself any longer. Frantically, he drove his cock in and out of her bowels. The clutching flesh clung to the man's prick. The tiny hole he was buggering did its damndest to milk him of his cum.
He hung in there, fucking as hard as he could.
Their grunts of passion were drowned out by the noise out in the locker room.
Now and then, the man would sweep away the sweat from his eyes and peer out at the naked parade of young girls. Tits and twats, acres of bare flesh, cherries just waiting to be popped by some real stud like him, all this and more fished through his mind.
He fucked faster.
"Hurry, damn you, hurry!" the woman pleaded. "I… I can't take much mooore!"
"Shut up and enjoy it, bitch," he hissed. The words were harsh in his throat. He was gasping for air. His hips were flying like a piston now as he tried to dig even deeper up into the woman's totally wanton ass.
The action of his body against hers brought her off. She felt his cock surging up into her rectum. Squeezing gently around the buried shaft of his prick was enough to send electric tingles throughout her body. But it was the sheer power of his butt-fucking that sent her flying off into orbit, orgasm seizing control of her senses.
"God, I never thought it could be like that," she panted when the climax had swept through her. "Never thought, ummm, oh, I… I'm going to cum again!"
And she did.
When his cock spewed out its heavy load of white-hot cream up her ass, she came a third time. She could feel his thick jism gushing all the way up her rectum and into her guts. The feeling was indescribable. She loved it. She loved the way he filled her to overflowing. Nothing in the whole wide world could be better than a session of cornholing.
"I'm about dead," he finally admitted.
Sid looked down and his cock was limply falling from her butt. A tiny trickle of his cum had beaded at the very tip. It stood out in stark contrast to the fierce red of his prick.
"Me, too," Ellen admitted. "Damn, but you're a hell of a stud. What gets you so worked up? Is it me or is it them?" She tossed her head in the direction of the window. The girls were trotting out to the gym, tits bouncing in a luscious flow of motion.
"Both, maybe," he admitted. "But you've got the sweetest, tightest, hottest ass I ever buggered. It's…" He stopped and looked at the door. Standing there was the cute blonde he'd been ogling, the one with the incredible tits.
"Never mind, Miss Jarvis. I'll catch you later. I didn't mean to interrupt anything important." The girl turned and vanished.
"Who the fuck was that?" demanded Sid.
"Melinda Hall. Do you think she saw?"
"Saw? How the hell could she have avoided seeing the whole fucking thing?" he asked. "Here I am standing with my cock hanging out and you with your ass all naked and shoving back into me. What the hell eke could she see?"
"Aw, she's a cool kid. She'll keep her mouth shut."
"If she knows what's good for her, she'll keep her fuckin' mouth shut," Sid muttered, pulling up his shorts.
All the time, though, he was hoping she wouldn't. He'd love to get that lovely hot blonde on the receiving end of his prick. He could feel life stirring in his flaccid length just thinking about fucking her.
CHAPTER THREE
The blonde girl stood outside the gym, her body slouching against the brick wall. She pushed a honey-blonde strand of hair from her eyes as she said to her brother, "So you saw them, too?"
Ron nodded, grim. "Honest. Coach Barnett was in his office getting a blow job from her. She was obviously getting quite an eyeful of the boys' locker room, too."
"Bet it wasn't the locker room she was looking at," mumbled Melinda. "I know Coach Barnett sure wasn't looking at the walls and floor when he came in I could actually feel his eyes stripping me naked!"
"If you were in the locker room, his eyes didn't have much work to do. I don't know about you, Melinda, but I'm fed up with them and their peeping. I'm going to tell the principal. He'll stop it."