Chapter 5

The afternoon before the evening of the football game, Stefanie and Julie were dressed in their cheerleading uniforms. They looked dazzling in the little white, pleated, short skirts. Under the skirts, they wore dark blue tights. This, together with the tight blue sweaters, the blue knee-sox and the white ten-nies, only added to the beauty and sexiness of both schoolgirls.

They practiced cheers with Darcy and three other girls. When they finished, they all agreed to collect their books, and meet down the street at Pizza Heaven for a pizza before the game and the dance that would follow.

Stefanie was walking down the basement hall at school, on her way to meet Julie in the girls' room to do their make-up, when she turned the corner and bumped right into Coach Cooper.

The coach was in his late twenties and very muscular. He had a short crew-cut, square face, proud chin, and he was very handsome. All the girls talked about him and most of them had a crush on him.

"Oh, hello, Stefanie," he muttered.

"Excuse me, Coach!"

He wore sweat pants and a sweatshirt with a whistle around his neck. He made no move to back away from her, but stood close to her so the points of her tits pushed at him through her blue sweater.

Suddenly he grabbed her and kissed her wildly. His lips were hungry, wet, eager, as they pressed to hers. His hands groped down her back and he clutched her ass tightly.

"Oh!" he gasped when he pulled his mouth from hers. He was gasping and trembling.

Stefanie could feel the rising passion in his sweatpants. His hard-on thumped against her.

"Coach Cooper, I."

"Stefanie, would you come in my office for a few minutes."

"Sure," she said.

She followed him into the office at the end of the hall. He closed the door and kissed her again.

"I've wanted to do that since school started this fall," he said.

"Oh, Coach," Stefanie sighed, liking the feel of his cock bulging against her.

He lifted her cheerleading skirt and rubbed her pussy through the tights.

"Oh, God, Stefanie," he mumbled. "I'm crazy about you!"

They all were, Stefanie thought. But she liked the attention; she liked what she did to all these men. It gave her a feeling of power. She also liked what his hand was doing between her legs, the way he pulled her tights out and stuck his hand down inside them and rubbed her cunt.

Stefanie grabbed his hard-on and squeezed it through his sweat pants. She felt it throb as she ran her hand along the length of it.

"Jeez!" she gasped.

The coach pulled a string on the pants and they fell around his tennis shoes. His cock snapped up and slapped his belly, then wobbled and waved.

Stefanie glared at his prick in astonishment. His cock looked like it might be a foot long.

"Oh, Coach," she whispered. "Your prick-it's so big!"

"Hold it for me."

Stefanie wrapped her hand around the coach's giant cock, her red fingernails blazing. She loved the heat of his prick and the way it wiggled. She stared at the big red prick head, noticing how it glistened. She shivered in delight and fright.

Stefanie noticed the wrinkles of passion etched into Coach Cooper's handsome face. He seemed very hot so she squeezed on his pulsing cock again.

"Oh, sweetheart," he moaned.

He trembled all over and fell into his chair behind his desk, Stefanie still holding his cock. He sat up on the edge of the chair and lifted Stefanie's little white skirt. He pulled the pleats up and buried his face in the crotch of her blue tights. He sucked there and licked and kissed.

Stefanie had to let go of his cock to keep her balance. She put her hands on his shoulders as he sucked her tights. Then he peeled them down and revealed the brown thicket of cunt hair between her legs. He eyed her pussy, then licked his lips and mashed his mouth on it. His lips were wide open, sucking at it like a vacuum cleaner.

"Sheez!" Stefanie hissed. "Oh, Coach Cooper!"

"You like it?" he mumbled, his face still fastened to her pussy. "Yes!" she gasped.

His tongue spiked up and down her wet slit, lapping, licking, tickling, and Stefanie thrilled to the stirring sensations that seethed through her.

The coach cupped her smooth ass and clutched the cheeks with his hands, his fingers digging into the slick skin. He ate her pussy like a hungry beggar, slipping her tights down as he dined.

He reached up and slid his hands under her sweater and managed to get her big tits out of her bra. He cupped her tits as he had her ass, fondling, exploring the juicy young orbs.

"God, Stefanie," he finally muttered.

He pulled her down on top of him so she straddled his legs, sitting on him. Her skirt was up over her pussy and her sweater was up over her tits. She was a sheer delight in her uniform, the knee-sox, the tennis shoes, and the coach grabbed his cock and aimed it at her pussy. He manipulated it so the head of his big prick was slicking up and down Stefanie's wet cunt lips.

"Oh, Coach," she whimpered, looking down at the shimmering prick. "It's so big. It's-"

"It's hard for you," he gasped.

"Oh, God, Coach, look! It's squirting! Look at that creamy stuff coming out of it!"

"It's creaming for you, Stefanie."

"Oh, Jeez, that looks, that looks ... oh, wow!"

The coach humped down in the chair. He slid his hands under Stefanie's ass and brought her down on his iron-hard cock. The prick head slipped in her pussy.

"I wanna fuck you," he gulped.

"Oh, Coach, this is so exciting!" Stefanie mumbled.

She worked her hips in and out and more of the big cock slipped into her pussy.

"Ooooh," Stefanie sobbed. "I don't know ... it's ... how big is it, Coach?" . "Ten inches," he said proudly.

"Oh, shit!" she gasped.

He pushed up and jammed more of his cock into Stefanie's young cunt.

"Coach!" she screamed.

"I wanna give it all to you," he said.

He cupped her tits and brought them forward as he humped. He pumped his ass out of the chair, sending his cock in and out of Stefanie's pussy.

"Oh, it's so huge in there," Stefanie breathed hotly, feeling the heat of his cock in her pussy and the throbbing of the prick stalk and the thick expanding head.

"We're fuckin' good now, Stefanie," he whispered.

"Oh, yes, Coach, we're really fuckin' good!"

He had eight inches of cock in her teenaged cunt, sawing in and out. Stefanie was lost in a deep swoon of steaming desire. She felt so dizzy, so light-headed, so giddy, so damn good!

"Yes, good. So good," she babbled.

"Oh, you sweet little bitch!" the coach hissed lewdly.

"I'm a sweet little bitch!" Stefanie gulped.

And she was. Sitting up on top of the school coach, the young cheerleader looked fabulous with her little, pleated skirt bunched up around her waist. Her sweater was up over her bra and her big tits sloped up over the top. The coach fucked her pussy with his thick cock, leaning forward now and then to suck her ripe, teenaged nipples.

Her legs, encased in the blue knee-sox, hung over the side of the chair, over the coach's legs. She was straddling him, fucking her ass down on his spurting prick.

Stefanie's face, flawlessly beautiful, was flushed with excitement. Her cheeks were pink, glowing, her lips, which glistened with pink lip gloss, were wet, open. Her tongue made gentle movements in her mouth as it tipped the corner of her mouth.

She bounced up and down on the coach's stiff cock. She couldn't describe the sizzling tingles that simmered through her as they fucked. But it was delicious. She loved the cock in her pussy, loved the slicking sound it made as it squished in and out of her cunt. She loved the heat of the hard prick stalk as it stabbed deep inside her, filling her with a burning frenzy. Wild sensations flamed through her entire body.

"Coach," she cried. "I'm gonna-"

"Go ahead, tell me, Stefanie."

"I'm gonna do it!"

"Do what, Stefanie?" the coach teased.

He jammed her with his prick. He stuffed it, rammed it up into her wet cunt, fucking it into her faster and faster.

"I'm gonna cum!" Stefanie sobbed. "I'm gonna cum, Coach!"

"Oh, Stefanie!"

"Fuck me, Coach!"

He fucked his huge cock into her teenaged pussy, smashing it in deep and hammering it home just as Stefanie was seized by her orgasm. That delicious tingle, that heavenly titillation that made her shake, sent goose-bumps up her beautiful legs and down her arms.

The coach's cock hammered harder into her cunt. His prick blasted out a gusher of hot cream into her pussy.

"Oh, aha," Stefanie muttered. "Jesus, Coach!"

He pumped at her furiously as his cock heaved out another splash of hot cream.

"Stefanie!" the coach cried. "I'm squirtin' my load in you!"

"Do it, Coach! Squirt your load in me!"

Stefanie's climax multiplied as the hot spray poured into her. She fucked down on the spitting cock, her body fluttering, shuddering through long, heart-swelling climaxes.

"You little darling," he moaned. "You're makin' me cum. You're makin' me cream!"

Stefanie puffed and huffed and fell forward on the coach. She was gasping, choking for breath, her body flowing, shivering from her fabulous climactic ecstasy.

"Oh, shit!" she murmured weakly.

"Stefanie, darling, that was so good."

She had her arms around his neck. Her head lay on his shoulder, her tits mashed up against him. She felt his cock wither inside her and felt the cream seep from her pussy down her thigh.

The coach lifted her head off his shoulder. He held her cheeks in both hands, then cupped her chin and kissed her gently, lovingly.

It was one of the best kisses Stefanie had ever had. His lips brought her a long, slobbering moment of paradise to cap their wonderful fucking.

"Oh, Stef, honey,' he whispered, running his tongue over her candy-sweet lips. "We must do this again sometime."

"Oh, yes, Coach, we should."