Coach Steele: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance Read online

  With my cock in her mouth, Katie is barely able to nod, but she does the best she can. I smile, replaying all the times I ran my eyes over her body during practice, wondering how many of those times she knew what I was doing.

  I wonder if she was playing it up for me ever. Turning just right, pulling her shorts up higher than she normally would, swaying from side to side while I stood behind her.

  Katie’s free hand is resting on her hip, just beside her pussy. Suddenly, I realize what I want to see.

  “Do you masturbate? You do, don’t you?”

  She doesn’t nod this time, but her eyes say yes.

  “I want you to rub your clit while you suck my cock,” I tell her. Nothing turns me on more than seeing a girl pleasure herself, and I can’t count how many times I’ve pictured Katie, at home, lying back on her bed with a hand down her panties. Or in the shower, her body soaped up and shining, playing with her little pussy and cumming. A good girl like her probably doesn’t even own a vibrator. Maybe I’ll buy her one and use it on her while I fuck her.

  Katie doesn’t even hesitate. Her hand goes right to the spot, and using her middle and ring finger, she starts doing circles around her clit.

  Fuck that’s hot.

  My dick flexes in her mouth, threatening to unleash my cum. I have to pull out before it’s too late. A growl escapes my lips. I’m like an animal right now, like a dog in heat and Katie’s the only thing in the world right now.

  “You almost made me cum, Miss Summers.” I can see the delight hidden behind those eyes. She’s loving this, but she’s still shy. Of course she is. It’s her first time.

  I look down as she rubs her pussy and think about how hot it is that no cock has ever been between those cute little lips before. I’ve had a hint of what it will feel like when I slid my finger inside her, but now it’s time for the real thing.

  “You’ve never had a cock in there?” I ask her. I already know the answer, but I want to hear it from her.

  “No…”

  “It’s going to hurt,” I tell her. “First times hurt, and I’m bigger than most guys. But then it will feel amazing.”

  She accepts this. I take her by the waist and lay her down on the filthy tiled floor at my feet. Standing over her, I stroke my cock, using her saliva to coat the rest of my dick that she couldn’t fit in her mouth, making sure it’s nice and lubed up so there are no problems getting inside her. She’s going to be tight enough as it is.

  I get down on my knees and spread her legs with my hands. She’s flexible and I have no trouble getting them nice and open. I grab her under her ass and pull her to me so my legs are touching her thighs. Her pussy is slightly red where she’s been playing with herself, and her clit is swollen, showing me just how horny she is for me.

  I’m going to go down on her for hours someday.

  But there’s no time for that right now. Right now I have to get inside her. I have to pop that cherry and make her mine. I grab my cock by the base and press it against her pussy, sliding it up and down against her clit. She moans and grinds back against me. She’s dripping wet. I feel her pussy juices run down against my balls.

  It’s time.

  I pull back and slide the tip of my dick into her. Her hole is fucking tight and pushes back against me. The sight of her lips spreading open drives me wild. Even when I was at home, jacking my cock to the thought of today, I could have never imagined this. It’s like her body was made to make me crazy.

  “Here we go,” I tell her. I watch her chest rise and she takes a deep breath, and I push.

  Her legs tense up as the tip slides in.

  “Don’t tense up,” I tell her. “Just relax. It will hurt less.”

  She nods quickly, almost to herself, forcing herself to relax as I push deeper into her pussy. I look down as it goes in, watching as her lips spread to admit my girth. I’m thick. It looks like I’m splitting her in two and that’s not too far from the truth.

  I grab both of her tits with my hands and pull, driving her down even further onto my cock. I’m more than halfway now and it’s taking everything in me not to explode right now. I feel resistance and realize what’s about to happen.

  “I’m gonna pop your cherry. Ready?”

  “Mmmhmmm,” she manages to moan.

  I push hard and claim her womanhood. She yelps as my cock pushes all the way inside and bottoms out. She doesn’t know how lucky she is, losing her virginity to a man with experience. A man with a cock like this. Sure it might be harder for her the first time, right now, but I’ll make a size queen out of her. She’ll never want any dick but mine ever again.

  I grip her by the waist and press my cock in her, hold it there and let her get used to it. Her eyes open wide as she looks up at me, and she actually hoists herself up on her elbows and looks down at her pussy.

  “I want to see.”

  I grab her by the neck and pull her forward, giving her a better view.

  “Hot, isn’t it?”

  She nods as I pull my cock back. There’s a thin streak of red on my shaft.

  “There you go, baby. You’re a woman now. Happy Birthday.”

  The look on her face makes my cock swell even more. It feels like it’s ready to burst. All I want to do is fill her with my cum, but I’m not done with her yet. I know I need to finish soon. Frank’s going to be in here with his mop and Shop-Vac, and being caught balls deep in a student, even if she is a senior, would end my employment here real quick.

  “I thought it would hurt more,” she whispers.

  “Feels good, doesn’t it? I’m gonna make you cum on my cock.”

  She’s ready to take it now. Squeezing her hips, feeling the soft skin, I push my dick inside her until she can’t take anymore. Then I start to give it to her. In and out, in and out. Not too hard. I’m letting her warm up, but enough that I can see her tits bounce with each thrust.

  Perfect.

  She’s so turned on. Her juices are dripping down my shaft and onto my balls. I can smell her pussy and it’s driving me wild. I’m drunk off of her and want to bury my face in her cunt and lap at her like a dog. But that will have to wait. There’s no time for that now. I’ll have her again. As many times as I want.

  “You like that? You like fucking your coach, don’t you?” I ask her as I drive my cock deep into her. She tries not to flinch, but I can tell it’s going to take her some time to adjust to my size. I want her in every position. I want to watch her face while I show her all the ways to take my cock. I want to fuck her in front of a mirror and watch her face while she takes me from behind.

  “Show me what to do, Coach Steele.”

  Her words inflame me, and I lean down and nip her top lip, then bring my lips around her bottom lip and suck gently. I whisper into her mouth.

  “Grab your ankles. Open those legs for me.”

  And like a good girl, she listens. It fucking turns me on to watch her obey me as she grabs her ankles and lifts her legs back. She’s fucking flexible and I’m staring down at her pussy, pink and swollen as my cock slides in and out of her. My cock is glistening with her juices, showing me just how into this she is. Her inner bad girl is coming out. Every girl has one, you just need to know how to bring it out.

  She moans and tilts her head back. Without thinking, I lean down and kiss her neck, right beneath her jaw, pressing my body against her. It’s all I can do not to bite her. Something in me is just begging to be let loose, but this isn’t the time or place. There will be time for that later. There’s no way I’m not having her again.

  “You’re a bad girl, aren’t you?” I ask her. “I can’t believe you’re a virgin – were a virgin.”

  I pick up the pace and slide my thumb between her lips, coating it with her spit. Softly, I press it against her clit. Her entire body convulses, and I have to hold tight to keep her down.

  “None of those boys here would know how to fuck you like I do.”

  I start doing circles with my thumb, feeling her swolle
n little clit nice and hard against my finger. She has no idea how lucky she is to get fucked by me and not some douchebag boy who has no idea what he’s doing. I’m showing her how a real man fucks.

  With my dick inside her, I can’t even comprehend how I managed to last this long. The worst were on dress-up days when she wore a skirt. There was this one time after practice when she changed back into her school clothes that she skipped out of the locker room and jumped up on her friend Lucy, and her skirt slipped up just enough to show me her ass and the pink of her panties. It was then that I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands to myself.

  And now here I am with my cock inside her pussy, her beautiful eighteen-year-old breasts bouncing up and down as I make a woman out of her. I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head back.

  “Now you’re going to cum with me,” I tell her. She’s starting to grind back against me, getting a bit of confidence. Her pussy is starting to tighten up and I can tell she’s about to cum. I could have busted as soon as I stuck it in her, but I’ve been holding out, clenching down so we can share that moment together.

  “You’re close, aren’t you?” I ask her. “I can feel that pussy getting tight around my cock.”

  “Mmmhmm,” is all she can murmur. Her eyes are closed, but I slide my hand behind her head and force her to look at me. I need to see her reaction when she cums with me. Nothing is hotter.

  A bead of my sweat drips onto her chest, and I see her breasts heave as she takes big gulps of air. Her pussy is gripping my cock like a tight fist. I can barely move inside her and I can feel my cum just begging to get out.

  “Ahh, coach,” she moans. “Oh my God!”

  She cums. Her pussy squeezes so tight around my cock and sends me over the edge. I unload my cum into her, coating every inch of her. It’s better than any orgasm I’ve ever had before and my dick pumps over and over, draining my balls of all the tension and pent-up lust I’ve had for her since the start of the school year.

  My entire body is rocked by the feeling and it’s all I can do not to collapse on top of her. My hips buck forward and I cum so hard I’m ready to pass out.

  As I start to come back down to Earth, I realize just how tightly I’m grabbing her waist and release my grip. Her head is lolled to one side, and I brush a stray sweaty hair from her cheek.

  I look down at her like she’s mine – and she is. I’ve marked her now. I made a woman out of her and claimed her. No boy will ever get his hands on my Miss Summers. That’s a woman’s body and she needs a man who knows what to do with it.

  Then comes the worst part.

  I pull my hips back and slide my cock out of her. It’s so fucking sensitive, but I’m still rock hard and horny. I could fuck her again right now if there was time. But there isn’t. I can hear Frank finishing up in the boy’s locker room and stand up and slide my shorts back on.

  Getting a hard cock the size of a girl’s forearm back into a pair of briefs isn’t the easiest thing in the world, so I settle for aiming my dick straight up and tucking it in the waist band and using my shirt to cover the bulge. Hopefully it’ll go down soon, but not if I keep staring at Katie’s naked body lying on the floor beneath me.

  My cum is dripping out of her, and I quickly toss her panties to her.

  “Put those on,” I tell her. “Keep my cum inside.”

  She obeys without hesitation, but makes no move to get her clothes on.

  “Frank’s going to be in here soon,” I tell her. “I can’t be here. Get dressed and I’ll see you tomorrow for practice.”

  I reach down and squeeze her breast, wishing I had more time to go another round. But I don’t. I turn and walk quickly from the locker room. I can’t be seen with her or I’ll lose my job. If I lose my job, I’ll never see Katie again. And that can’t happen.

  2

  Katie

  Katie

  * * *

  “Katie, you’ve barely touched your lasagna,” my mom says from beside me. I look down at my plate and realize she’s right. And it’s not because my mom’s lasagna is two days old, microwaved with burnt cheese on top. It’s because I can’t stop thinking about Coach Steele and the cum that’s still inside me.

  I should have changed after coming home from school. I should have showered. But I just couldn’t. I didn’t want to wash his scent off me – or him out of me.

  Everything about what I did today was so wrong, and that’s what made it so right.

  I had sex with my coach!

  No – my coach fucked me. That’s what happened. I lost my virginity today and I lost it to an older man who took me and made me his. It was better than anything I could have imagined.

  I’d heard horror stories from the girls at school about their first times. Guys who couldn’t get it up, or came in two seconds, or it just hurt the entire time. One girl, Janessa, told us about how her mom wouldn’t stop calling her cell phone and she eventually just had to answer while her boyfriend was inside of her.

  Awkward!

  No, what we did in the girl’s locker room was exactly what I needed, and I’m still feeling the aftereffects. My whole body is tingling and I feel giddy. Everything’s funny right now. I wonder if this is what girls mean when they say “dick drunk.”

  “I’m sorry, mom. I’m just not hungry.”

  I know she’s not buying it. My mom knows me well enough to know when something’s up, but what am I supposed to tell her?

  Hey, mom! Yeah, I’m sorry I’m not hungry, I just got my brains fucked out by Coach Steele! Coach Steele? Yeah my basketball coach! Yeah, no, it was great, don’t worry about it! Yeah, we’re pretty much a thing now.

  That would not go over well.

  “Did something happen at school? Is Jamie being a bitch to you again?”

  “No, nothing like that,” I tell her. “I think maybe I’m just feeling a little sick or something. May I be excused?”

  I push my plate aside and go to leave, but my dad chimes in.

  “Have you made a decision yet?” He asks me.

  College. He’s talking about colleges and that’s the last thing I want to talk about right now.

  “Not yet,” I sigh.

  “Well, you’re going to need to soon. They’re going to need a decision soon. Or you just won’t be going to school next year. Is that what you want?”

  “No, dad,” I reply. “I’ll make a decision.”

  But to tell the truth, I don’t know if I want to go to school next year. I don’t know what I want. My head is spinning from today’s events and I can’t get my mind off Coach Steele’s body in the locker room. And that cock…

  I’m not a girl that’s big on porn. Some of my girlfriends are, but I’ve seen enough to know what’s considered big. I may not have seen any in person until today, but I know what big is – and Coach is big.

  He’s huge.

  He was literally the size of my forearm and that’s just insane. I thought he was going to tear me in half. The pain when he put it in wasn’t as bad as I thought. It really just felt like he was going to rip me apart. But after that, it was nothing but bliss.

  A guy like Coach Steele would be someone who could take care of me. He’s not like the guys in my grade who are only concerned with sneaking out to basement parties, playing video games and arguing over who the hottest celebrity girl is right now. He’s mature, responsible…and in charge.

  I just can’t imagine myself going out with Jared or Kyle or Thatcher. They’re just so…young.

  So what if he’s almost twice my age. Is that really wrong? Honestly, I think it’s fucking hot! I know my dad would freak, but my mom would understand. Wouldn’t she?

  My parents are seven years apart and met after college. And that’s what they want for me. But I’m not so sure that’s what I want. I don’t even know what I want to study yet. All my friends are going to school, but that’s because everyone is telling them to.

  I play basketball, not really because I like it, but because it�
��s what everyone does. Everyone says go to college. Everyone says play a sport. Everyone says get a nice boring boyfriend in your grade and watch movies on the couch and have sex with the lights off.

  But that’s not what I want for my life.

  I go upstairs and close the door to my room and lie down on my bed. Coach Steele’s scent is still on me and I take a deep breath and am instantly taken back to the locker room.

  What a slut I was! Lying on my back on the dirty tile floor, legs spread, grabbing my ankles while my coach took my virginity with his huge cock. Never in a million years could I have imagined doing something like that – and then it happened.

  But I’d never met anyone like Coach Steele. I mean, all the girls have crushes on him, but none of them would ever do anything about it. I’d spent months feeling so nervous whenever he was around, constantly glancing over my shoulder to see if he was looking at me.

  At first he was good at hiding it, but then it became more and more obvious. None of the other girls seemed to notice, but I did. He just oozed masculinity in a way that no one else I’d ever met had. And when he came to me in the locker room -- when I turned around and saw him standing there, I just knew what was going to happen.

  I can feel the wet spot growing in my panties. I get up and turn off the overhead light and lie in the darkness. Closing my eyes, I imagine Coach Steele’s touch against my body. The way his hands gripped my waist and hips. The way it felt as he slid in and out of me.

  Slowly, I slide my hand down my pants and feel his cum dripping out of me. There are so many things I want to do with him. So many things I want him to show me. But most of all, right now, I want to know what he tastes like.

  When I was sucking his cock, I got a taste of what must have been pre-cum, but it wasn’t enough. I want to know what it feels like when he shoots all of that load in my mouth.

  I slide the tip of my middle finger inside and feel the warm mess he left there and instantly feel myself getting more turned on. If only he was here now. The things I’d say to him. It’s like he’s awoken a second Katie, a Katie I didn’t even know existed, and she’s got a terribly dirty mind.