3. Megan
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Megan
D ont get lost again?
Was that a warning? A threat? An invitation?
The heat growing between my thighs was hoping for the latter.
I snapped out of my trance as Coach walked away. No one had seen him with his body nearly pushing into mine, his hand on my mouth, his lips near my ear.
I could smell his cologne mixed with sweat, a scent that sent a wave of desire crashing through me. I swallowed hard, my throat dry and my heart pounding wildly in my chest. I lifted the coffee to my lips with shaking hands.
What was happening? Before I realized what I was doing, I was following him. I should have known better, but I couldnt resist the allure of this man.
After all, who wouldnt be drawn to a man who commanded respect and demanded obedience, both on and off the field?
He was a powerhouse, a force to be reckoned with - a towering figure whod captured my interest with just a simple touch. His mere presence had set my heart racing and my mind ablaze with lustful fantasies.
Coach Wolff disappeared into the locker room. I hesitated, wanting to follow but knowing better. Id have to hold off a little longer before I could be alone with him.
I watched him the rest of the game, commanding his players like a military general. Every soft often, hed glance my way.
Each time our gazes locked, it felt like a spark ignited inside me, setting fire to my deepest desires. I was burning for him, yearning for him to claim me. I wanted to taste his lips, run my fingers through his hair, and feel his powerful embrace.
After the final whistle blew, marking the end of the game, my heart raced. The Bulldogs had won, securing their place in the playoffs. The crowd erupted in cheers, the energy palpable. People hugged and congratulated each other, basking in the euphoria of victory.
I scanned the sea of faces, searching for the one man who had captivated me.
Mom brushed past me, running down to the field to hug my brother. "Thats my champion!" She cried.
I smiled to myself. Not champion yet, but I had no doubt with Coach Wolffs guidance they would be.
The crowd began to disperse, celebration rang in my ears. Car horns honked, people shouted and sang, and even the cold night couldnt dampen the mood.
But, Dominik Wolff was nowhere to be seen. Disappointment washed over me; I was left feeling empty and unsatisfied.
Then, I saw him standing by the locker room as the players went off to change and the happy fans spilled out into the parking lot to celebrate. I bit my lower lip, wondering if I should approach him.
Mom had already gone off to the car. I grabbed my phone and sent her a quick text. Going home with friends, see you later. I slipped my phone back in my purse and moved down towards the locker room.
Coach Wolff looked up from his clipboard, his gaze trapping me like a deer in the headlights.
He strode towards me, his broad shoulders cutting through the crowd of stragglers. His posture oozed confidence, radiating power over everyone around him. His piercing blue eyes bore into me, undressing me piece by piece.
My heart skipped a beat with every step he took.
"Hey," he greeted me, reaching out to brush my cheek. "Glad I caught you." Coach Dominiks hand grazed my skin, sending a jolt straight down to my core.
"How about we take a walk?" He suggested huskily.
My heart fluttered at the prospect of spending time alone with him. "Sure," I murmured, my voice barely audible.
As we walked, I tried to gather my thoughts, but my mind was overwhelmed by the magnetic attraction drawing us closer. What was I doing? This was crazy, I didnt even know this guy. But I wanted him so bad. I didnt even care that he was old enough to be my father.
"Coach Wolff?" I whispered.
The man grinned at me, pulling me into the coachs office. "Shh, my little beauty," he whispered huskily.
My heart pounded. This sort of thing didnt really happen did it? Was I dreaming? Had I fallen asleep reading one too many steamy romance books?
"Lets get to know each other better," he said.
My body trembled as he pressed his body against mine, sandwiching me between his hard muscles and the brick wall. I couldnt deny how attracted to the Coach I was. The heat had been growing in my body since I first met his gaze and all the fantasies Id had that followed werent enough. Nothing could compare to the real thing.
"Coach Wolff," I whispered and he leaned in. "This is crazy."
"Yes, it is," he agreed. "But let me tell you something about me. Im the kind of man who gets what he wants no matter what, and right now, youre the only thing I want. I havent stopped thinking about you since I saw you last game."
"Me too," I admitted.
Dominik grinned and kissed me. His mouth moved against mine, rough and insistent. Demanding, just like him.
I melted into Dominiks arms, wrapping my own around his neck. His firm grip made me feel secure, his strong arms cradling me safely.
Dominiks hands traced along my body, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. His fingers danced across my skin, teasing and tempting me to submit completely to his dominance.
I moaned softly, unable to contain the mounting arousal building within me. How did he have this control over me?
I wanted to resist, but instead succumbed to his power. The dominant male persona he projected was intoxicating, arousing me beyond belief. My legs weakened, buckling under the weight of his overwhelming presence.
His hands roamed freely, exploring the contours of my body, mapping out every curve and crevice. My shirt bunched up under his skilled fingers, exposing my bra and the lace trimming of my panties.
"Youre such a naughty girl, arent you?" he growled, pinching my nipple through my bra.
I squeaked out a gasp.
"I didnt think a pretty little woman like you would have a thing for older men," he growled against my neck.
A Freudian would blame it on my parents messy divorce, but I never really understood why I was so attracted to older men. But Coach Wolff was something else - he was older and built like a freight train. He was perfect in every way.
I whimpered against his kisses.
Dominik picked me up, squeezing me against the wall as he kissed me. "You want this, dont you?"
I sighed softly, unable to form coherent words. My body was on fire, pulsating with unbearable lust. I needed him to touch me, to satisfy my hunger.
In response, Dominik slipped his hand beneath my shirt, caressing my breast through the lacy material. The sensation was electrifying, causing me to arch my back against the wall.
"Look at me," he ordered, grabbing my chin and forcing me to meet his gaze.
"Tell me what you want."
My voice shook as I stammered, "I want you. I want all of you."
Dominiks eyes burned with lust, greedily devouring my vulnerable confession. I was entirely under his spell, surrendering to his every command.
"Good girl," he praised, kissing me passionately.
With a gentle but firm touch, he pulled the straps of my bra over my shoulders, exposing my breasts to his eager gaze. His breathing intensified, matching the rhythm of my heartbeat, which echoed loudly in my ears.
"Beautiful," he murmured, tracing his fingertips over my nipples with a delicate touch that caused a shiver to shoot down my spine. The sensations that coursed through my veins were nothing short of exquisite, leaving me craving for more.
"Please," I begged, my voice cracking. "Touch me."
Dominiks eyes smoldered with a fiery intensity, as if he were a predator stalking his prey. He cupped my face in his hands, tilting my head upward to meet his gaze.
"Are you sure?" he growled, his voice deepening. "Because once I start, I wont be able to stop."
I nodded vigorously, my heart hammering against my chest. My body ached for release, craving the sensation of his touch.
I was wet, throbbing and aching with desire. Each passing second seemed to stretch into eternity as I waited for Dominik to fulfill my deepest desires.
"Take off your pants," he commanded, his voice husky with longing.
Without hesitation, I obeyed, slipping my jeans down my legs and stepping out of them. Dominiks eyes burned with lust as he admired my exposed body. His gaze traveled down my torso, lingering on my bare thighs and toned calves. I felt self-conscious but also strangely empowered.
Being in the presence of an experienced lover made me feel desirable and attractive. My cheeks reddened with embarrassment as Dominik gazed at me intently, scrutinizing every inch of my body. His appraising gaze made me shiver, my skin prickling with excitement.
Dominik took me to the couch adjacent from his desk, laying me down and moving his hands down my body. "Youre so fucking sexy," he whispered.
"Ive been imagining you like this since I first laid eyes on you." he continued, pressing his lips against my neck. "Just imagine all the places I can fuck you in, all the things I can do to you." He slid his hand down my thigh, slowly making his way towards my most sensitive spot.
"Im so horny for you," he groaned, his warm breath tickling my neck. He slipped my lacy panties over my hips, spreading my legs to reveal his prize. His eyes grew wide at the sight of my soaking pink pussy.
My breath hitched as I saw him pause. "Is everything ok?"
"Youre just too beautiful for words," he said. "A pretty young thing, wanting to be with an old troll like me?"
I bit my lip. "Ive always had a thing for older men."
Dominiks eyes met mine with a lustful glitter. "Lucky me," he growled, lowering his face between my legs and flicking his tongue against my clit. "Getting to experience a beauty like you... its a dream come true," he said.
My entire body convulsed with pleasure as his tongue delved deeper, savoring my sweetness. He sucked and nibbled on my tender flesh, his movements driving me wild with ecstasy. My moans filled the air, echoing in the dimly lit office.
"Tell me what you want, baby," he urged, lifting his head to look at me. I was panting heavily, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
"I want you to fuck me," I confessed, the words bursting free from my lips."I want you to fill me, to make me yours."
Dominiks eyes blazed with a ferocious intensity, his hunger for me evident in their depths. He rose to his feet, hovering over me as he removed his clothing. The sight of his toned physique and sculpted abs made my heart race. He was old enough to be my father, but he was still built like a massive linebacker. Age hadnt stopped him from working out every day.
And his cock ... it was huge. It looked to be as thick as my wrist and longer than any dick Id seen before, even in porn. It stood straight and proud, glistening with precum.
"Your cock," I whispered, squeezing my thighs together.
"Dont be afraid, sweetheart," Dominik said, holding his cock at the base and rubbing the shaft a few times.
It was far bigger than I imagined, and my pussy instantly started to throb, anticipating the moment when it would be buried deep inside me.
Dominik crawled onto the couch, positioning himself between my legs. His eyes were locked on mine, conveying a sense of raw hunger and desire.
"Are you ready for me?" he rasped, his voice heavy with lust.
I nodded eagerly, unable to speak. My heart pounded in my chest, a symphony of anticipation and excitement.
The sight of Dominiks impressive member, swollen and engorged with lust, had me quivering with desire. I couldnt believe this was actually happening.
"Will it fit?" I squeaked.
"Darling, well make it fit." Coach Dominik said with a lustful dark gaze. "A tight little thing like you is the perfect thing for my big cock. Im going to make you scream for me."
With a deft motion, Dominik positioned himself at my entrance, the crown of his erection nestled between my slick folds.
I gasped lightly, the anticipation mounting within me.
"Relax, baby," he coaxed, his voice low and soothing. "Let me in."
Slowly, he pushed forward, the head of his enormous cock breaching my barrier. I winced slightly, the intrusion unfamiliar and slightly uncomfortable.
"Easy," he murmured, withdrawing slightly before thrusting forward again. "Its time that you let a real man fuck you."
I bit my lip, wincing slightly as his immense length stretched me wider than anything Id ever experienced.
"Take it slow," I pleaded softly, unsure of whether I could handle the full extent of his girth.
"Just breathe through it, sweetheart," he said. He continued to push, gradually easing his cock farther inside me.
I squirmed beneath Dominik, my nails digging into the leather of the couch.
Every muscle in my body tensed as if preparing for battle. My eyes widened in shock, and my breath came in ragged gasps. I had never experienced anything quite like this before. His cock was massive, stretching me open in ways I thought impossible. It felt as if my body was being torn apart at the seams, the pressure relentless and unforgiving.
I knew what big guys like him wanted. They wanted a good little submissive girl to lay claim to and ravage. So I couldnt let on how badly I wanted him. Itd ruin the illusion.
As Dominik slowly pushed further inside me, I began to relax, allowing my body to accommodate his massive girth. With each thrust, his cock stretched me wider, filling me to capacity. The pain subsided, replaced by a strange sense of fullness and satisfaction.
"Thats it, baby," Dominik murmured, his voice vibrating against my inner walls. "Feel my cock claiming you."
I let out a moan as he pushed all the way to the hilt and withdrew for another firm thrust.
"Oh fuck!" I gasped. My pussy was slick around his massive cock, finally adjusted to his size.
"Thats a good girl," Coach Dominik growled, bearing down on me."Open yourself up for me."
He held me close, his muscular frame molding itself to me. His cock pulsated invigoratingly inside me, its head pressing relentlessly against my inner walls. It was a relentless invasion, one that threatened to consume me entirely.
Dominiks grunts and groans, coupled with my muffled cries, created a symphony of pleasure that filled the room. The intensity of our connection was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. His cock filled me to the brim, stretching me open and leaving me begging for more.
"Harder, Daddy," I gasped, my voice hoarse and strained.
Dominiks eyes blazed with lust, his nostrils flaring as he drove into me with renewed fervor. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, leaving me weak and helpless.
Coach Dominiks massive cock plunged deeper and deeper into my hungry pussy, filling me to the brink. At that moment, I knew that I belonged to him.
"Fuck yeah, Daddy," I groaned, my voice hoarse and strained. "Youre so fucking big." I wrapped my legs around his waist, anchoring myself to him as he pistoned in and out of me.
"Keep talking like that, and Im gonna cum," he warned.
"I want you to cum inside me, Daddy!" I cried. "Fill me up!"
Dominik let out a guttural groan as he slammed in and out of me.
I was so close, but I wanted to cum with him. I wanted our first time to be the most explosive sex Id ever had. He fucked like a beast. Dominik was nothing like the selfish frat boys I was used to. He was a real man.
A man who was going to teach me things I had never learned before. I was going to learn more than anyone else could teach me.
"Fuck me harder, Daddy," I screamed, throwing my head back. My ass was bouncing on the sofa, hitting against his pelvis, creating an incredible sound effect.
"You like that?" he asked, smirking down at me.
"Yes. Fuck, yes," I moaned, reaching down to rub my clit.
"Im gonna cum in you, baby," He groaned, seizing my hips and pushing me onto his cock until the head slammed into my cervix. With one last groan, he released his seed into me, filling me with hot sticky cum.
My eyes rolled back as my own climax took me, reducing me to a gasping, twitching mess.
I loved the feeling of being filled with his cum. I could feel it leaking out of me even as he kept pumping into me.
We collapsed onto the couch, both of us panting heavily. The intense workout drained all of our strength. We lay there, chests heaving up and down, staring at one another.
"Wow," I breathed, smiling up at him.
This was it. Id taken the plunge and fucked my brothers football coach. Wed started down a forbidden path, and I knew there was no way we were stopping now.