Coach's Exam (Closed for teasingSophie)

Sophie let her hand being guided to the cock... The bad feelings went away and only arousal stayed there. her body was on fire as she hold the throbbing thing. She pulled the fabric of the boxers and closed her thin hand on the hard shaft, caressing it softly....

"How many times did you play with yourself, thinking about our time in the woods, naughty sophie?"

"I didn't coach..." She leaned her face and whispered against his ear... "because I knew I would be disapointed in comparison to what you can give to me." And she bit his earlobe slightly...

Sophie didn't answer his other question and in a quick move she shifted her position to face him, starddling his lap, her hands tied behind his neck, and having his hard cock throbbing right against her pussy. He should feel how horny she was now.

"I want you inside me, coach..."
And there she lifted herself a bit to place the head of his cock at the entrance of her wet cunt.
 
Sophie lowered herslef, following her own need and the guidance of her coach. She felt him enter her, stretch her walls, slide in deep. She moaned near his ear, until she was resting on his thighs, his cock fully in her hot cunt. As he spoke, she leaned a bit back and looked in his eyes.

- I'll be as quiet as possible, coach. But you give me so much pleasure, it's hard not to let it out...

This was followed by a small grin as she began rocking her hips on his lap, making her cunt move around his cock. Sophie began riding him slowly, up and down, long moves to let the cock slide deep and then almost out of her. Her hands behind his neck tightenend with the senesations that invade her body as she arched herself a bit. She bit her lower lip to restrain her noises... but her omeans still were coming out... just softer...
 
Riding faster, with little moves that made her butt bump, she leaned in and burried her face at the base of her coach's neck, in his houlder, muffling her moans. She was holding him tight aorund his neck. her wet cunt was dripping on his thighs. She was feeling the pleasure grow and grow again. That pleasure she was looking for. That pleasure she was addicted to. That pleasure that soon would send a shock in her body and make her feel so much better. Nothing else mattered at the moment. She loved riding that cock. She was enjoing every single sensation of that naughty time on his lap. She was kissing/sucking on his neck.
 
The coach increased the speed and she was riding him wildly then. The slaps of her thighs on his, the wet sliding sounds, the heat, sweat, scent and moans and groans, the room was full of lust. Pure lust. Primal. She left his skin only to mumble words between her pantings. "make ... me... cum... coach... please... cum in... me... yessssss.... make your....slut cum...oooohhh"
Ans she burried her face on him again.
Riding like a deviel, wanting to cum, to make him cum... Wanting to release that wonderful sensation in her body. She felt it coming. Sucking harder on his shoulder, she was going to leave a lovebite there, but she didn't care. Soon her thighs were trembling, her body tensed and she pulled herself tight against him. Her muflled scream was released on his neck. She shivered. After na instant of no more moving, she realized he hadn't cum and resumed the quick moves of her hips on his lap.
"oh please coach... fill me..:"
 
When she felt him cum, Sophie stopped he rmoves, letting him explode inside her and fill her cunt. She moaned again. As the last drops were shot out, she slid from his lap and stood besides his chairs, looking down at him with a grin. The skirt was still up on her hips and her exposed cunt was dripping with cum on her inner thighs.
She leaned to take a tissue from the coach's box on his desk and she cleaned herself. Naked under her clothes were a thing, but walking the halls with cum visibly dripping was not an option. She nodded at his request and then pushed the miniskirt down before grabbing her back and making her way to the door. Holding the door button, she took a deep breath, realizing with what kind of skirt she was going in the halls. Then she opened and went out in school... the boys' gazes on her all the time.
 
Sophie felt embarassed most of the day. SO many eyes darted on her. GUys, from whom she heard many comments and whistles and even some trying to hit on her. And girls, using really bad names about her. Se made sure never to bend forward or to sit in front of someone without a table over her thighs. It was a really hard day and she felt like a stranger, not in her own world. She moved away from her friends, feeling ashamed. The words "slut" or "whore" that she heard that day were the strongest and hardest. She knew she wasn't one. But she also knew thta her clothes, specially the mini skirt, were sayiong somehitng else.
She hated her coach for making this to her. She hated him... and then thought about all the pleasure he had given to her. After all, having sex was so delightful, as he had proved it. As some moments, she thought about answering some of the guys invitations, but then shut her mouth. She couldn't. If the coach was to know about it, he would let the picture out. And that she couldn't allow.
The last course of the day was done and she knocked at the coach's door. She was ready to be stern, to make him erase the picture. She had to do it, this couldn't go further...
 
Sophie sighed as she had to answer all those questions.
No, not a single girl had tried something. In fact, she thought this was terrible and she wasn't at all into girls, she was not that kind.
There were many comments and some offers, yes. But she rejected all of them, she wasn't that kind of easy slut after all.
And the day had been hard and very embarassing and she didn't want it to happen anymore
And now it was time to erase that pic and cease that foolish game. Please coach...

That was she told him in longer snetences, but it was the point. She was hoping he would be happy with what he had had already and thta now it was really time to end it all.
 
His rteaction at her request was of course something she had planned.
"Erase the picture first, coach..."
She took a step forward, her eyes darted at the hardening cock exposed.
"Do it and I'll do this for you."
Another step, moving closer to him, her eyes pleading him to accept her request.
 
Sophie pulled her hand away in a harsh move.
"Delete the picture coach."
resting her hands on his thighs, she kneeled down, keeping distance from his cock. She was remebering how much pleasure that shaft of throbbing flesh had given her recently and she shivered. He rgaze moved upwards to her coach's eyes.
"Delete it and ... (she bit her lower lip) and I'll do it for you."
 
Sophie slowly leaned down, keeping eye contact. Slowly, her lips comng closer to the throbbing cock... The she moved back again, stern and angry.
"Erase the picture, coach."
 
Sophie wasn't ready for this in that way. She moved down, ducking her head udner his hand at the moment she was reaching his cock and she pulle dback, pushing against his thighs, faaling backwards on the floor.
"Don't force me coach. Erase the pic or you'll never have anything of me anymore..."
 
Sophie lifts herselfs on her elbows and crawls backwards, looking at him with anger.
"Don't ever dare to do that coach. I asked you to erase the puic, and I think I did enough things for you to accept this."
 
Sophie watched the video with a mix f fear and awe. There she was so... slutty and horny. And... Oh God... it seeme dshe was in a very bad position... and anyway...
Sophie went on moving on her elbows , but now moving towards her coach instead of moving from him. She slid under his body, accepting his request... his order. She submitted.
She moved towards his cock, sliding unde rhim, reaching for the hard meaty shaft pulsating. She bnrought her mouth to it and kiss it... She closes her lips around it, her eyes tight, feeling his body hovering above her. She lifts herlsef a bit on her elbows and take mor eof thte cock, sucking slowly at first.
 
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