Page 16 of First Time Coach

I show her how to work my shaft with one hand while she plays with my balls with the other. The muscles in my legs and core go tight. It’s bliss, but it’s also torture. Her pretty, pink, virgin pussy is on full display—right there—and I can’t take it now. It’s not the right time. I’m not going to claim her cherry with a quickie before her parents come home. That wouldn’t be right. But I’m absolutely dying to.

“Play with your pussy,” I tell her. “Play with that wet cunt while you suck my cock.”

Her eyes light up and she takes the hand that was on my balls and reaches down between her legs. Using two fingers, she gently rubs her clit in a circular motion. I smile; it’s obvious she doesn’t have any real experience doing that either.

I’ll teach her everything, I think. No. I’ll coach her through it.

“These lips are mine, princess,” I groan as she moves up and down on my cock. “Just like that little

pussy I’m going to claim.”

She moans and I feel the vibrations down my shaft. Hungrily, I grab her by the back of the head and push her down. I grunt and shudder when I feel the back of her throat. Her eyes go wide and I feel her gag and pull back. It’s best to ease her into this, even though my every instinct is to ravage her.

“You’re so big,” she stammers. “I’ll never be able to take it all.”

“Oh, you will,” I coo. I lean forward and bring my lips close to hers. “You’ll take it all—in your throat and in your pussy.”

I kiss her deeply. She moves her hand faster on her pussy, which only turns me on even more. I stand up again and bring my cock to her mouth. I drag it back and forth, spreading my pre-cum across her luscious lips. She smiles and lets out a naughty little laugh, then I slide back inside.

“Fuck,” I groan, glancing back over my shoulder to make sure her Pete and Charlotte still aren’t back. I have to blow my load now. If they come home and I haven’t finished, well I’m going to be stuck with a hard dick all night, and that will make it pretty hard to socialize.

“I’m going to give you my cum now,” I tell her. “And you’re going to swallow every single drop, aren’t you?”

Daisy nods her head the best she can and moves her fingers faster on her pussy. I can practically taste her juices as I watch. My balls go taut and I feel the climax speeding up, full force like a rocket. Her gorgeous eyes gaze up at me eagerly as her plump teenage lips move back and forth on my dick.

“Every drop,” I remind her as my cock twitches. I’m right there. This girl is a mind-fuck. I’ll do anything for her. Anything.

Daisy comes first. I wasn’t expecting it, but her legs close down around her hand and she lets out a moan that I feel in my dick. Her face glows as she climaxes, which sends me right over the fucking edge.

The first shot of cum is a big one, I can tell by her reaction. Her eyes go wide as she starts swallowing quickly. My hips buck forward as I pump my huge load across her tongue, all over the insides of her mouth and down her throat. She takes it all like a pro and gently moves her hand to my balls as I give her the last of it.

“Fuck,” I growl. I squeeze the base of my cock, milking out the last few drops. “Open your mouth. Let me see it.”

Eyes on fire, Daisy opens her mouth and shows me the little pool of the last of my cum sitting on her tongue. Before I can even tell her to swallow, she does.

“Wow…”

“I’m a little cum slut for you, daddy.”

Her words rock me. Did she just say that? My surprise must be written all over my face, because she starts giggling as she gets to her feet.

“I just wanted to say that,” she whispers. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“No, that’s fucking hot,” I reply as I run my hands over her smooth hips and ass. She’s impossibly sexy, and although her body is so small, taut and tight, I can’t stop thinking about putting a baby in her belly.

“I don’t even know where I got that,” she giggles. “It’s not like I watch porn or anything.”

“God, you’re so fucking innocent,” I groan. “But I’m going to change that.”

“When?” she asks desperately.

“Soon. We’ll have to find the right time,” I tell her. “Your first time should be special.”

I hear her parents’ car pull up out front, and I quickly kiss her, not caring that I just drained my balls into her mouth. I tug my pants up and zip them and she quickly slides into her shorts. I head to the table, but she makes a hissing sound and I turn around to see her waving me over to her, her softball bat in hand. Oh, yeah. We were supposed to be doing that.

I grab the ball from the ground and pitch it to her just as Pete’s walking outside. Daisy’s swing is impressive, and she cracks it high into the air behind me for what would definitely be a home run in a game.

“Told you she’s got skills,” Pete says proudly. “Didn’t I?”

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