Page 8 of First Time Coach

“Don’t talk about parents,” I tell her.

“Why? You worried about mine?”

“Your dad would fucking kill me if he knew about this,” I confess. I do feel bad about it, but I’m powerless to stop my feelings for her. What I’m feeling is once in a lifetime.

“Don’t you think that makes it hotter?” she whispers, leaning close so I can feel her breath in my ear. I want to close my eyes and wrap my arm around her, but I have to drive.

“You know, I was thinking,” she goes on. “About what you did to me in your office? And my mom always taught me that one good deed deserves another.”

Daisy pops the button on my pants, releasing some of the pressure. I glance over at her gorgeous face, the light from the streetlamps shimmering in her eyes. My lust for her is uncontrollable.

She may have gotten things started, but I take over. I unzip my pants, grab my cock and pull out my erection. There’s a moment of silence as she looks at it, and when I glance over at her, I see her eyes are wide, like she can’t believe it.

“That’s right, baby,” I tell her as I run my fingers through her hair and take hold. “It’s all for you.”

And with a feral groan, I push her head down into my lap.

5

Daisy

I can’t believe this is happening, I think as I open my mouth. My lips wrap around the tip of Coach’s big dick and the rush flows through me like an earthquake. I’ve never done this before. I’d never even seen a dick in real life before yesterday, and now I’m giving my dad’s thirty-something friend head in his truck after sneaking out of my house. And I’m fucking loving it.

The warmth of his dick surprises me. He’s long, thick and hot, and I taste something salty on my tongue—probably pre-cum. The realization is like a fresh dose of thrill, and when Coach groans and tightens his grip in my hair, I almost lose myself.

I’m naked under my sweatpants and hoody, and I feel a rush of heat between my legs as I start to suck his enormous dick. I’m already wet from when we were texting and the sheer excitement of knowing what I was about to do, but now I’m absolutely soaked.

“That’s it,” Coach growls as he turns the truck. “Wrap those virgin lips around my dick.”

More pre-cum spills onto my tongue and the fire inside me flares high. A side of me I never knew existed comes alive and I reach my free hand down into my pants and drag my middle finger up my slit to feel how wet I am. I remember what he did to my tongue with his clit, and try to mirror it with my finger. It’s nowhere near as good, but having his dick in my mouth is fucking amazing.

The truck slows to a stop and Coach puts it in park. I’m just getting going when he lifts my head and looks at me. His eyes are fierce, possessive, dominant. I open my mouth to speak, but he silences me with a deep kiss, sucking my tongue, reminding me of what he’d done to my pussy earlier in his office.

“You’re fucking amazing, beautiful,” he tells me, his voice low. “But that was just a warmup. Now it’s time for the real match.”

He grabs both of my wrists and pulls me across the seat and into his arms. I let out a tiny little yelp as he throws me over his shoulder like I’m a load of lumber from my dad’s mill. I’m overflowing with excitement as he bursts through the door and carries me straight into his bedroom.

This is really happening, I realize as he throws me down on the mattress. Holy shit.

He strips quickly out of his shirt, and although I’ve seen him naked already, the sheer perfection of his body takes my breath away. My eyes seem to move on their own from his broad shoulders and thick chest, through the tufts of hair and down to the lines of his abs that lead straight down to the V that disappears into his pants…

My mouth is watering and I realize I’m writhing on the bed beneath him as he drops his pants. For a split second, I feel like I’m about to freak out. I’ve never done anything with a guy, and now I’m about to give my virginity to the soccer coach from my school? Oh, and he’s also hung like a horse.

“Relax,” Coach tells me, as though he’s reading my mind. “You’ll be able to take it.”

“I—I will?” I whisper as he leans down over me and lets his hard cock fall between my legs.

“It’s going to hurt at first, but you’re in good hands, beautiful,” he purrs, dragging his lips across my neck. “And then you won’t even believe how amazing it feels. It will make what I did to you in my office feel like child’s play.”

Normal Daisy would never do something like this. Sneaking out of the house, hooking up with guys, breaking the rules—that’s something Brenda would do. Not me. And maybe that’s one of the many reasons why I’m loving this so much.

I lift my hips so he can pull my pants off, and I raise my sweatshirt up over my breasts so he can see all of me. I’m nervous, but all that goes away when I see the look in his eyes.

He leans down against me and kisses me, letting his cock, dripping with pre-cum and my spit, press against my pussy. I moan as he starts slowly thrusting, spreading my slit with his shaft, teasing me with what’s to come. My head’s spinning. I don’t even know what to do, but I feel safe in his hands.

My nipples are hard as he takes one between his lips and bites down gently. I squeal and arch my back up off the bed. His cock presses against my clit, sending a jolt of sensation through me.

“Oh, God…” I moan.

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