Chapter 5
The football coach spiritedly massaged the firm, warm body of Liz Moreno, and eventually she became accustomed to his finger ministrations, which caused her to feel a great sense of exhilaration.
As she lay with her eyes closed, shutting herself off from the rest of the world, Duke Story, unknown to her, was reaching down to unzip his trousers.
While the unsuspecting young brunette continued lying with her eyes closed on Duke's bed, he reached down and began tugging at his cock, which he spiritedly removed from his shorts. Up and down he pumped. The excitement he generated within his cock and balls caused him to begin gasping and sighing as he became dramatically short of breath, and, hearing the sounds, the curious Liz slowly opened her eyes.
Her mouth flew open and her eyes mushroomed as she stared at the long, huge penis of the aroused football coach, his fingers methodically working up and down against the full length of his tool.
"What are you doing?" she asked with shock.
"I'm playing with my cock, darling."
"That's lewd. Oh, please, stop that. I'm so confused over all that has happened. Let's stop right now. Don't confuse me or worry me anymore."
"You don't need to worry about a thing," he grinned. "I'm gonna take care of everything, my dear."
"I'm afraid of that remark. I think that you just might take care of things in the wrong way."
"Nonsense. I'll be taking care of things in the right way. Oh, damned but it feels good doing this."
The young woman watched as the highly aroused coach worked his fingers up and down against the solid rigidity of his throbbing manhood. An expansive grin surfaced across the rugged coach's face in satisfaction over what was happening to him. The olive-skinned woman never looked lovelier to him than she did at that moment, totally naked, staring up at Duke.
Eventually, after Duke Story had worked himself up into a dramatic sensual frenzy, he released his fingers from his scorching cock. He reached down with both hands and let his fingers tightly grip against the warmth of her sturdy thighs.
"What legs, what a cunt, what a woman," he gasped. "Oh, now we're really gonna get into it."
As the coach's sturdy fingers continued clutching tightly against the woman's thighs, he hurled his body dramatically forward. It was not until that dramatic moment that Liz Moreno recognized exactly what was about to happen to her. The young woman who had led a previously chaste life, believing tenaciously that she would save herself fully for the man she eventually would marry, was in danger of surrendering her virginity. Already she had gone beyond anything she had previously experienced with a man, and Duke Story was all the while telling her that this was really only the beginning.
"Oh, no, don't do it to me. I'm a virgin. Nobody has ever done anything like this to me before."
"You really don't mean it," the coach stared at her with a measure of skepticism in his eyes.
"I do mean it."
"You've never had a man enter you before?"
"No. Never."
"A girl as beautiful as you. I have a damned hard time believing that. You say -you're not putting me on?"
"No. My beauty had nothing to do with it."
"Apparently not, because there have certainly been plenty of men around who would have liked to hump you."
"You make all this seem so crude," she winced. "I was not brought up to give up my body cheaply."
"You won't be giving it up cheaply now, honey. I'm a guy you know pretty well, and a guy who has been pretty damned nice to you."
"I'm not denying that. I appreciate everything you have done for me. I just beg of you not to take this kind of advantage. I want to preserve my virginity."
"Ah, hell," the football coach grumbled impatiently.
Determined to totally take command of this ravishing young dark-haired beauty, the coach continued to let his powerful fingers grip tightly against the ^firmness of the young woman's thighs. He propelled his head forward, forcing his brisk tongue swiftly inside the mouth of young Liz.
She wanted to fight him off, but recognized that she was totally powerless to do so. She could not have felt more powerless than she did at that moment, her legs being held firmly in place while the swirling tongue of the captivated football coach kept on charging with great enthusiasm.
Tongue continued charging against tongue with piercing intimacy, and before long Liz, despite her resistance to what was happening to her, became caught in the mighty groundswell of passion. Eventually Liz' tongue began to thrust back out of instinct, and this upset her greatly after she finally caught on to what she was doing. It was not her conscious will to do anything to encourage the football coach at this point, but out of the swell of emotion being generated by the coach her own emotions were being propelled in ways that she would not have anticipated.
Eventually Duke Story released his tongue from Liz' mouth, and without giving her the faintest indication of what was forthcoming, he hurled his body forward and plunged his determined cock with stirring anxiety inside the tight, previously unexplored intimacy of her vagina.
The searing cock stab caused the brunette to feel a tremendous surge of pain that caused her to cry out in a combination of desperation and fear.
"OOOOO OOOOHHHHH, NNNNOOOOOOOO, SS-TTTTOOOPPPPPP!" she sobbed.
"YOU'LL KILL ME!"
The coach knew what she was going through, but recognized that sometime, at some point in her life, she would have to endure something like this.
He reared back and plunged his lust-bloated tool in- to her a second time, once again causing her to cry out with agonizing pain over what she was enduring.
"STOP, STOP, IT HURTS, IT HURTS!" she sobbed bitterly.
Salty tears of painful frustration rolled down both sides of her face as she felt abject humiliation over what she was encountering. The coach's strong fingers continued clutching tightly against her thighs as his steaming cock did its job, plunging into previously unentered territory.
Back and forth he slammed his hammering pole into her, and each time she sobbed unrestrainedly over the pain and confusion she felt over what was happening to her.
Soon her head began spinning and she fell into an air of unreality. Her head was spinning in such a sea of dizzying frenzy that she was not aware of what was happening to her.
Occasionally she would feel the wincing stabs of pain, but not like before, and eventually she found her body unconsciously rising to the occasion as she flung her hips forward in the direction of the coach's stormy, intruding cock. The reaction on her part served to excite the coach all the more, and he put additional enthusiasm into his succeeding strokes as his cock plunged and stabbed.
Duke Story was aware of what was happening within the beautiful young woman in ways that she was not. As his stiffly plunging manmeat continued taking charge of the action with its forceful thrusts, Liz picked up the cadence and slammed her body back and forth, responding in a symmetrical rhythmic cadence to his hard driving stabs.
A few blistering strokes later Liz came out of the fog, recognizing how the ungovernable forces of her own instincts had caused her to succumb in a way she never thought possible.
She found herself driving her stirring body forward as she reacted to the blazing, forceful stabs of the aroused Duke. His fingers thrust tightly now against her twisting asscheeks as he felt the stirring waves of passion mounting in his cock and balls. His broiling juices were nearing ever closer to the point of a spontaneous explosion as he kept roaring forward in his hell-bent phallic fury, driving his stiffly projecting pole into the fiery web of her vagina.
Liz could still feel occasional flashes of wincing pain in her vaginal passage, but in the main she was dominated with a surging sense of passion and excitement over the tight sensations in her organ. The drilling stabs continued, and occasionally Duke Story would slap resoundingly at her writhing buttocks.
Back and forth he kept up the commanding pace, his penis plunging in short, swift gusts of hellish phallic fury as he pushed his way to the brink of a stormy explosion.
A few strokes later he found himself unable to hold back the searing floodtide of emotion waiting to explode within him. His driving organ whipped and stabbed its way inside her ravaged vagina until, finally, he could hold back no longer.
He reached out and let his fingers clutch tightly against the beautiful Loz' breasts as the first few drops of hot fluid sprayed voluminously from the end of his organ.
"Oh, here it goes," he gasped, his body rocking with sublime delight as the spurting drops of fluid exploded from him. "Oh, keep your asscheeks moving. That's it, my dear. Oh, are you ever falling into line. I knew that I could count on you once the action started. Oh, this feels so good."
He watched the spurting white fluid continue to splash from the end of his stormy organ and into the vagina of the olive-skinned Liz, who remained in a semi-fog from all that had happened to her.
Duke let out a loud gasp and let his exploding cock push forward once more forcefully, after which he succeeded in draining the final few drops of juice from it.
Suddenly a stillness pervaded as Duke Story released his penis from the brunette's vagina. He looked down at her crotch and observed the blood.
"Yeah. Your cherry was broken all right," he said. "I had a hard time believing you at first, but you were a virgin."
"I feel like I did something rotten," she replied with some bitterness. "Of course, I can hardly say it was done with my own free will. Actually you raped me, to put it quite bluntly."
"Oh, no I didn't," the coach laughed. "Sure, you were against the whole thing in the beginning. Or at least you pretended to be. But your reactions told the story, my dear.
Even when you were experiencing the pain of having your cherry broken you were loving every moment of it."
"But what a cruel advantage you took of me."
"It was gonna have to happen sometime, my dear. Actually you needed some wising up. A beautiful young woman like you staying in the closet, afraid to come out and play. Well, I have a feeling that a new milestone has now been reached in your life. Not only have you been shorn of your vagina, but you've been awakened as to the kinds of experiences that are available to you in life."
"You seem to be sure of everything," she sighed.
"I'll get you a Coke, honey. Then I'll drive you back to your dorm," he smiled with satisfaction.