The red head was impatient with him as he entered the private gymnasium. Holly James, the star cheerleader of cheer nation's most prestigious academy, St. Hope. At fifteen she was vibrant, charming, a beautiful representation of sexual youth with her perfectly slender body and high breasts. An early bloom, she had the face of stunning appeal with her coveted structures that rivaled female social media influencers. The boys would give their left nut to hold her hand and girls spent their time fawning and being hateful of her.
She was also incredibly bitchy, stuck up, and pampered by mommy and daddy. Paul, the academy head coach, had witnessed one too many times her bullying other cheer-mates into do what she wanted. But that was student culture and life at the Academy. The strong was built through popularity. Looks, money, and influence were tied to being the strongest student, and Holly had all that and more thanks to her father owning half the town with his metal and construction business.
But the strong also had their weakness, and he knew hers and would exploit it for his own sick depravity. Holly James would be his whore before the end of the night.
The entitled teenager stared down the forty year old man. "Are you going to say something or can I leave?"
He nodded to his office toward the back of the gym. "We should probably discuss this somewhere private."
She gave a dragged out sigh and waved him off. "If it's nothing you can say here I'm gonna go. I have plans."
"Like heading off to some party after this evening's football game?" Kids were so easy to read.
She didn't deny it. Just stood her ground and gave him a raised brow as if asking if that was supposed to scare her. It wasn't mean to but this next one would.
"So you could smoke pot?" Her frozen expression was so hot he got a hard-on. Oh, he was going to fuck the shit out of her very soon. He pulled from his pocket a hand-rolled blunt. "This fell out of your bag when you left the locker room last week."
She tightened her grip on her duffel strap. "It's not mine."
"I'm sure the test results will disagree." He got closer to her. "Did you know that smoking marijuana is illegal in the state of Nebraska? And that if you get caught you could get sentenced to jail time up to ten, maybe even fifteen years? Now, that might not be for you since you're a minor but you'd for sure lose any grant your father may have on your name for some unnecessarily expensive university, not to mention the shame you'd smear on your family."
Silence stretched between them. Paul startled the young girl when he boldly reached down and pulled her skirt up. His big hand slipped between her legs to massage her vagina through the pleated tight skirt that emphasized her perky ass.
"You still want to have this conversation out here?" Because here or there, the only people at the Academy this late was the two of them. Besides, the sofa in his office was more comfortable.
Holly never thought she'd be in a situation like this. Blackmailed and taken advantage of, by a lowly coach of all people. But if this was what it took to keep her family name clean, if letting some predatory old bastard fuck her one time, she'd do it. She just never anticipated how much her body would betray her, or how manipulatively twisted he actually was.
In his office, Paul pulled up the tight skirt she had on to reveal a skinny thong. She was bare and fresh down there and he took the moment to lean in and sniff her. Licking his lips he stared at the angry teenager as he slowly pulled her thong down her slender legs.
"You're fucking disgusting." She was going to bathe in bleach as soon as she got home.
He gripped her mouth and squeezed until she whimpered in pain. "As that anyway to talk to someone who can ruin your life?" Her life was ruined regardless, but he'd let her think there was a happy ending to this.
Turning her around he bent the young girl over his desk and leaned back to get a view of the most beautiful pussy he'd ever seen. Young, tight, and soon she was going to be wet. His big cock was already rock hard and he pulled at the drawstrings of his sweats to release the thirteen inch monster.
"St. Hope prides itself on its religious teachings." Gingerly, Paul touched her plump pussy, stroking up and down, getting deeper with his fingers each time. "Let's see if their little star is as virtuous as she seems."
His fingers were thick and long as he inserted two inside her. She gasped as he moved deeper and deeper.
"Not a virgin." But fuck, she was so fucking tight. He leaned in and licked her ear. "But that's fine. After I fuck you, you're going to feel like one and realize how a real man is supposed to feel." Cock in hand, he jerked off while watching his fingers go in and out of her pink vagina. She was going to make him feel so good.
"Hurry up...and just...get it over...with..." She didn't like the way her pussy squelched the more he fucked her with his fingers. It was so embarrassing. An old ass adult touching her like this.
"You're so wet. I think you like it." He enjoyed the struggled moan she made when he forced another finger inside her. She'd thank him later for that. "You don't know how long I've wanted to fuck you in your tight little outfit."
She jumped when he reached around with his other hand and started playing with her clit. Between her ass she could feel him rubbing his cock up and down, groaning into her ear. A sliver of fear shot through her. He was big. Too big. Would it even fit inside her? She was starting to regret this now.
"Wait-
When she tried to get up he held her down. Caught between anger and fear, she started to struggle but what could she do? She was fifteen trying to go up against a large and tall adult that easily overpowered her.
Gripping his monster cock he rubbed the tip of it up and down the slit of that tiny cunt, moaning aloud at how hot and silky she felt. Her cries and pleas only turned him on more.
"Please," Holly begged. "Please stop. I don't want it-
"Shh, shh. It's ok. You'll like it." He licked his lips and started pushing the head of his cock inside that tiny pink cunt. "Fuuuuck, that's good."
"No, no, no, no, no." God, just the tip of him was so much bigger than she anticipated. "Please! Don't-
He covered her mouth with a big palm and she screamed into it just as his dick invaded her. Deeper and deeper he went, to the point she felt her vagina stretching to it's limit just to accommodate his girth and length. It hurt so much but there was also...pleasure? It couldn't be. This was disgusting. Her body shouldn't be into this. She wasn't into this. This was wrong. All of this was wrong.
She jumped and screamed into his palm when his cock started pushing into her cervix. There was no way, absolutely no way she was going to make it out of this with her vagina intact.
"Relax," he said through gritted teeth. "Fuck, you're tight." So tight she could cut off his blood circulation if he didn't start moving. Not to mention, if he didn't start moving soon it would only be less enjoyable for her and he didn't her going home all tore up.
Holly gripped his hand and screamed into it when he started pulling out just to push back in. There was nowhere for her to run with his desk in front of her and him behind, keeping her in place. His cock was too big, it was hurting her just to stay stretched.
"Spread your legs. Wider. There you go." Slowly, he pumped in and out of her, watching as her pussy gripped his cock like a second sleeve. "Just like in your cheer lessons. That's a good girl. Fuck, that's good." She was starting to get slick again, coating his thick and long cock with her glossy cum.
He let go of her mouth to grip her small hips. That's when the real fucking began. Tired of playing nice, Paul got to doing what he always wanted to to do to her. He fucked the ever loving shit out of the spoiled teenager's cunt.
"AH! AH! AH!" It was too much. The burning pain and ultra sensitive pleasure that speared through her with each penetration. "It's deep-AH! AH! AH!" Every stab into her sex sent pain and pleasure shooting through her. It was like he was in her guts.
"Just like that. Fucking take that. FUCK!" He was an animal as he nailed all thirteen inches of himself inside the teenager. Her pussy was so good. This was so much better than he thought it would be. Taking advantage of a young kid was the best feeling in the world. It made a sick bastard like him feel powerful, dominating. She couldn't do anything about it without ruining hers and her family's image. But it didn't matter. After he was done having his way with her, she'd beg him for more.
"You're such a little whore, aren't you?" Paul grinned, feeling her pussy start to tighten around his cock still violating her. "Enjoying this more than you thought you would? Hmm?" Harder and faster, he fucked her.
She hated this. Hated him. Hated her body for not listening. Try as she may, she couldn't stop whatever was happening to her body. The two times she had sex had felt good but she had never experienced an orgasm until now. It was intense, coming over her like a tidal wave. The impact was destructive and she cried out in terror as the best pleasure she'd ever felt slammed through her. Her hips moved on their own as her pussy started convulsing. She could literally feel it sucking on his cock, trying to get more out of him.
Paul yanked his cock out of her. She would have fallen had he not been holding her up. Like the pervert he was, he stared at the mess he made of her. Her pussy was puckering and she was a dripped mess of her own cum and his precum. Possessed with lust and claim he cupped her pussy and fingered that aching cunt until he couldn't take it anymore and lifted one of her legs onto his desk.
Holly screamed as he rammed his cock back inside her. He wasn't gentle at all as he continued to rape her with his enormous penis. Fast, hard, and brutal, her coach slammed into her over and over again, forcing her into another orgasm, and another, and another, and more times than she could count. Finally, as she came one last time he also came. His grip on her hips tightened and his moves slowed even though he continued pumping. She had never had a guy cum in her before but he did. It was hot and the load was thick and heavy because it dripped out of her vagina and ran down her thighs.
Breathing hard, Paul pulled out of the girl, watching as she fell to the ground. She immediately curled into herself, clutching her stomach while her pussy continued to push out his white semen. He checked the time.
"Get up and shower. It's getting late." Nearly 10pm.
Holly was numb as she stood under the the gym shower. She didn't even remember undressing. In her state of shock and trauma, she walked like a zombie with a towel covering her. Paul was seated on a metal bench waiting for her. The older man was looking through her phone as she stood in front of him.
So easily, her coach reached forward and pulled her to sit on top of him. She could feel his cock against her thigh, hard and long and ready for more.
"I'm not on the pill," she said in a panic. It was true. She wasn't. It's why she'd used protection with the other guys before.
"Little late to announce that, don't you think?"
She slapped him. "You were busy raping me. I didn't have much of a choice."
He laughed in disbelief by her words and her actions. But it only turned him on more.
"Rape? You call this rape?"
She fought to keep the towel on but he strongarmed it off her until she sat on him naked, unable to stop him as he snaked an arm between her legs. She gasped when he touched her for a moment and came back to show her his glossy palm. Proof of her body's betrayal.
"Seems more like you were a willing participant." He cupped her perfect breasts and thumber her nipples to a hard point.
"I'm fucking fifteen. You're a fucking pedo."
He rolled his eyes as if saying, 'here we go'. "You enjoyed it. I enjoyed it. What's the issue?"
"It's wrong!" She was appalled by his nonchalant behavior. "You're a predator! I'm a minor! You know what? I'm going to call the cops. Yeah. I'm calling the cops-
Holly yelped as she was tossed onto the cold tiles. She felt his hand on her ankle as he pulled her towards him. He split her wide as she hit him with punches and slaps. She gasped sharply when he shoved his cock inside her. The familiar burn and stretching was back as she struggled to take him. But he didn't care nor did he wait. Ruthless, he started jackhammering into her, uncaring if she was wet enough to take the fucking or not. He felt great. But she screamed each time he stabbed into her. This is what she deserved for going against him. This was her punishment. She wanted to call him a rapist? She would get a rapist.
"It hurts! It hurts!" She cried, screaming when he kept going. "Stop! It hurts! Please!"
He went harder, grunting in pleasure. Fuck, she was so tight. That little cunt squeezed him like it didn't want to let him go. She could deal with it until she learned to like it. Just because he could, he gripped her breast and squeezed it before sucking it into his mouth.
"Ok! Ok!" She sobbed, trying to get him to slow down. "I get it! Just stop! Please!"
Still, he didn't slow down. This was no longer about her. This was him trying to prove a point. Soon enough, her body responded on its own. The gloss was back, coating his cock. Her cries became moans of pain and pleasure. At the end of the day, she was just a woman that would beg to be dicked down by him, with or against her will.
"I don't want to-AH! Get pregnant," she begged between his violent thrusts. "Don't cum-AH! AH! Inside. Please-AHHH! Don't cum inside!"
Her cries were punctuated with hard and quick thrusts. That thirteen inch cock of his spared her nothing as it fucked her gut-deep. Her cervix was going to need to be iced down after he was done.
Holly screamed as an orgasm built and erupted. She hated this. Hated this, hated this, hated this, hated this, hated this, hated this, hated this-
She started crying loudly as he fucked her into another orgasm before ejaculating another heavy load inside her. Paul was shaking from head to toe as he continued to cum inside the crying teenager. She was still crying as he picked her up, dripping with is semen, back into the shower. Except this time he was the one who comforted her.
The ultimate monster that he was. He would ruin and fix her. Make her reliant on him. Groom her into this sick relationship of theirs. Normalize it so that she would do whatever he wanted to her, whenever he wanted.
He kissed her while she cried, making her feel comforted with sweet and gentle touches as he caressed her breasts and perky ass. Slipping his tongue down her throat, he taught her how he liked to kiss. Salacious and depraved as he rubbed his tongue against hers. Picking her up, he held her against the shower wall and slipped his cock into her pussy, fucking and cumming inside her one last time before leaving the school.
She came up with the typical lie to her parents. Sleeping over at some friend's house after game night. To her friends she lied and said she wasn't feeling well and skipped out on the party. The truth, she was getting dicked down by her coach in his living room.
They barely made it past the front door when he started stripping her out of her cheerleading outfit and fingering that tight little perfect cunt, just to make sure she was wet enough before he started raping the fifteen year old in front of the cold fireplace. Every deep stroke forced a sound, a moan, a pained squeal out of her. She was far too young to handle this kind of fucking from a voracious man like Paul, but he didn't care. Holly would learn just how to take it. Or maybe she wouldn't. Didn't matter to him, so long as he was happy.
"It's deep!" She tried to crawl and got nowhere. "Fuck!"
"You like it deep, you little bitch." He went even harder, slamming all thirteen inches inside the sexy teenager, his balls slapping against her vagina. "Fucking take that."
The entire weekend, Paul had his way with his little plaything. He fucked her every which way he could. Taught her how a real man felt. The more they fucked, the less bitchy she became. Which was exactly what he wanted. She could be a total sassy bitch to everyone else, but to him she would submit.
On the final evening, they lay in bed with her sprawled on his chest. Spent and full of cum, Holly sighed loudly.
"I really hope I'm not pregnant."
"It's why I bought that pill. Take it before we leave tonight." He massaged a breast. "Look into birth control or some sort of contraceptive."
"Why do I have to when you're the one who fucked me?" She complained.
"I bought the pill. You can at least do your part if you want to keep getting fucked."
She blushed but otherwise said nothing. He smiled.
"Someone has a breeding kink."
"Yeah. You."
"Oh? Only me?" He rolled her onto her back and kissed her. Still inside her, he got hard quick, making her gasp as his cock lengthened and started filling her vagina. "You're addictive."
She wrapped her slender legs around him, knowing what was going to happen as soon as he scooted close. Sex with him would always be like this, she knew. Hard, fast, deep, ruthless, intense, painful, mind blowing, the best pleasure she would ever feel. He gave her everything, holding nothing back as he bucked inside her tender vagina.
Holly still hated herself for enjoying this so much. But it helped that she had something over him as well. His attraction to her. And she planned to weaponize it, except a child such as her wouldn't realize how little control she actually had of it.
"AHHH! AH! MMM..." She orgasmed, feeling him ejaculate inside her.
"FUCK." Out of breath on top of her, Paul ran a hand over his bald head. "You're gonna be the death of me."