The 18th of November 2024, 10:00 PM
Coach Tyler was lounging on his sofa, watching a game and sipping his beer in peace. His phone buzzed. It was a message from an unknown number.
The message read: "Feel like playing?"
The Coach furrowed his brows and replied with a simple, "Who is this?"
In response, a photo came through. Coach Tyler's eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"What the fuck..." he muttered under his breath, unable to contain his shock.
He was looking at a picture of a very attractive young woman dressed in a schoolgirl outfit, a particular fantasy of his, but not one from his college. The young woman's pose was suggestive, but what caused a stir in his jeans was the realization that the woman was Maci.
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The 18th of November 2024, 10:00 AM
Coach Tyler was making his way through the corridors towards the gym when he encountered Olivia and Maci. Olivia, as usual, greeted him with a flirtatious smile, "Good morning, Coach Tyler," while Maci, more reserved, simply gave him a shy, blushing glance. Her silence spoke volumes about the emotions troubling her. This wasn't the first time Coach Tyler had noticed the unspoken attraction from Maci, and indeed, he was no stranger to the attention of his students, especially with Olivia's overtly provocative demeanor. Yet, there was something about Maci, an elusive innocence paired with her quiet demeanor, that stirred something deep within him. Her reticence and shyness accentuated her allure of forbidden fruit, igniting a persistent, thrilling undercurrent of sexual tension that seemed to pulse through him every time their eyes met.
"Good morning," the coach murmured, his voice betraying a hint of the turmoil within as he continued on his way.
As soon as he was out of earshot, Olivia turned to Maci with a teasing lilt, "He's pretty hot, isn't he?"
Maci's cheeks flushed a deep pink, "Who?"
With a playful grin, Olivia clarified, "Coach Tyler."
Maci stammered, her words tripping over each other, "Uh, yeah... I guess so."
"Anyway! Still on for tonight? Girls' night?" Olivia carried on.
"Uh, sure, if you want to," Maci replied, her enthusiasm more a reflection of Olivia's influence than her own desire.
"I've also invited Jen —she shares my room, after all— and Fanny. I'll take care of everything. Let's meet at my place, okay?" Olivia continued with excitement.
"Yeah, yeah, okay," Maci answered, trying to inject some energy into her voice to match Olivia's enthusiasm and not dampen her friend's spirits.
"Perfect, my next class is that way. See you tonight!" Olivia said, releasing Maci's arm and dashing off.
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The 18th of November 2024, 8:00 PM
"Okay, Jen, your turn," said Olivia. "Truth or dare?"
Jen, with her long, wavy chestnut hair and piercing blue eyes, sat cross-legged on the floor. She had the kind of athletic yet curvy build that made her stand out, even in a crowd of college athletes. Her laughter was infectious, and she had a mischievous sparkle in her gaze that hinted at a playful nature.
Jen grinned, flipping her hair back. "Dare, obviously."
"Alright, I dare you to... send a flirty text to the last guy you hooked up with, saying you're thinking about him right now," Olivia challenged with a wicked smile. "And make sure to add the devil emoji so he knows you're having naughty thoughts," she added.
Jen laughed, quickly pulling out her phone. She typed a message, her cheeks turning slightly pink, and pressed send. "Done. Your turn!"
Olivia's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Truth."
"Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?" Jen asked, leaning in closer.
Olivia's lips curled into a knowing smirk. "Yes."
"Who? You have to tell us," Fanny exclaimed, unable to contain her curiosity.
"That's for another round. Maci, truth or dare?" replied Olivia.
Maci, who had been quietly sipping her drink, hesitated. "Truth, I guess."
"Have you ever fantasized about someone you shouldn't?" Olivia's voice was almost a whisper.
Maci's face turned a shade of scarlet. "Um, maybe once," she admitted with a shy smile, her eyes darting away.
Fanny, with her short blonde hair and a spattering of freckles across her nose, spoke up next. "My turn. Dare."
"I dare you to kiss Olivia on the cheek," Maci said, finding a bit of courage in the game.
Fanny leaned over with an exaggerated flourish, but before she could react, Olivia declared, "That's too childish," and turned her head to kiss Fanny on the lips, which made Fanny giggle.
Now it was Jen's turn again. "Olivia, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Olivia responded, eager for more excitement.
"I dare you to... go outside and shout the name of the last guy you gave a blowjob to as loud as you can," Jen announced with a playful glint in her eye.
Olivia got up with energy and a smile. She went to the window, opened it, and took a deep breath. "Jake!" she shouted into the night, her voice echoing oddly in the quiet neighborhood. She quickly closed the window after that.
Fanny and Jen burst into laughter. Olivia, still buzzing from her last dare, looked around. "Maci, truth or dare?"
Maci, starting to relax a bit, ventured a "Dare."
Olivia smiled. "Interesting, I thought you'd need a bit more alcohol before you'd choose a dare. I dare you to go put on the schoolgirl outfit that's in my closet."
Maci's eyes widened, but she stood up. She walked over to the closet and pulled out the outfit Olivia had once shown her, explaining that she wore it for one of her exes who had a fantasy about schoolgirls. She took a deep breath, and, without overthinking it, she turned her back to the room and slipped into her underwear before putting on the outfit, which fit her perfectly. Her face turned a deep shade of red as she returned to the circle, which erupted into laughter.
The game continued, the alcohol gradually taking effect, disinhibiting each of them more and more.
"Dare," Olivia said, her voice steady but with a hint of the unknown excitement.
"I dare you to make out with someone here for thirty seconds," Jen said, the challenge hanging in the air.
Olivia's eyes met Maci's, who, despite her shyness, seemed to understand the unspoken agreement between friends. Olivia leaned in, and they shared a kiss that was both gentle and explorative, lasting exactly thirty seconds, much to the mix of cheers and surprised gasps from the others.
Jen declared, "I'm always in awe of how you can take on any challenge without the slightest hesitation."
"It's my talent," Olivia responded, turning to Maci. "Truth or Dare?"
Maci, now completely disinhibited, answered "Dare" immediately.
"I dare you to give us a three-minute sensual dance," Olivia said before setting up a slow, seductive track.
Maci stood up, nearly losing her balance, and began to dance provocatively, giggling at first. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the rhythm. Initially, there was laughter, but soon all were captivated by Maci's performance. Far from the dance of an intoxicated girl, it became increasingly sensual and erotic. Her hip movements were graceful, her hands gliding over her body in a sensuous manner. Jen's jaw dropped, seeing the usually reserved Maci perform such a bold dance. Olivia, with a pleased smile, took several photos while the others were too focused on Maci to notice.
She then sent a message to Coach Tyler, asking if he wanted to play. She had managed to get his number by flirting with the assistant coach a week earlier. Upon receiving his response, she sent the photo, certain of the effect it would have on him.
Olivia turned to Fanny, "Dare me to make out with Maci again."
"Huh? But it's not your turn! And you can't decide your own dares," Jen laughed.
"Either you dare me, or I'll make out with you," Olivia said, her eyes full of lust.
"Alright, alright," Jen giggled, then announced loudly, "I dare you to go make out with Maci again."
Olivia stood up abruptly, approached Maci, and kissed her deeply, pulling her close in a sensual embrace. Maci's eyes widened in surprise but, fueled by alcohol, she relaxed into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Olivia's neck.
Jen and Fanny cheered in excitement at the moment.
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The 19th of November 2024, 8:00 PM
Olivia and Maci were once again the last to leave the college.
"Never again, Liv, it's 8 PM and my head is still pounding from the alcohol," Maci said with a grumpy expression.
"It's because we don't do these kinds of nights often enough that you're not used to it," Olivia responded, laughing.
Reaching the exit, Olivia said to Maci, "I forgot something."
"Again??" Maci replied, clearly annoyed, her only desire being to go to bed.
"Yeah, but go on, don't worry, we'll see each other tomorrow, go home," she said, moving away from her.
Olivia headed towards Coach Tyler's office, entering the nearest restroom. She placed her bag on the floor and pulled out her schoolgirl outfit, quickly changing into it. She looked at herself in the mirror, evidently pleased with what she saw. Moments later, she knocked on the coach's office door.
"Yes, come in," Coach Tyler responded from his office.
Olivia entered, adopting a sensual pose. "Hello, Coach."
Coach Tyler opened his mouth, but no words came out. "I wanted your opinion on my outfit. Do you like it? Or do you prefer when Maci wears it?"
Coach Tyler collected himself and stood from his chair. "Olivia, what is this supposed to mean? I've already told you this kind of behavior isn't acceptable," he said, clearly irritated.
Far from being intimidated, Olivia retorted provocatively, "You know, I was just thinking... about how you might be able to help me with some... extra practice."
He moved towards her to usher her out of his office. "This behavior is absolutely inappropriate between a student and their coach and—"
Olivia cut him off, "You mean inappropriate like the former team captain you fucked over your desk last week?"
He stopped dead in his tracks, shocked that she knew, and responded softly, "That's different, she's no longer a student."
With a wicked smile, Olivia replied, "I'm not sure the administration would see it that way."
Understanding the threat of blackmail, the coach angrily grabbed Olivia by the throat and pinned her against the wall. "Damn it, what do you want?"
Olivia didn't even try to defend herself and smiled, "Your cock, Coach. My lips crave your cock."
Upon understanding the reference, the last of the coach's reservations crumbled. He wanted to fuck her, not just out of desire, but to punish her insolence. Without releasing her throat, he fumbled to undo his belt with his other hand.
"Okay, you asked for it, you're going to get it," he responded with a mix of malice and excitement. With a swift motion, he turned Olivia to face the wall and grabbed both her wrists, joining them behind her back. He then tied them tightly with his belt. Turning her back to face him, he put his hand back on her throat and commanded with an authoritative and cruel tone, "On your knees."
"Yes, Coach, I'm at your command," Olivia said, as she knelt down.
Coach Tyler revealed his already hard cock, the situation having brought him to a rare state of arousal - seeing one of his students in a submissive schoolgirl outfit, hands tied behind her back and on her knees before him. The tip of his cock brushed against Olivia's soft lips. Without waiting for any further command, her lips parted, welcoming the coach's member, her tongue immediately beginning to caress the head.
He couldn't help but let out a sigh of pleasure. Yet, his anger was still present. "You've been very insolent with this mouth; it's time it served another purpose." With those words, he grabbed Olivia's head with both hands and started to thrust into her mouth, going a little deeper with each push. The office was soon filled with the sounds of sucking and moaning. Olivia was completely wet, frustrated by her inability to touch herself with her hands still tied behind her back, which only heightened her excitement.
As Coach Tyler was about to climax, he abruptly pulled out of Olivia's mouth. She took the moment to catch her breath.
"Do you think you'll get off with just a blowjob?" the coach asked, trying to sound angry, though his irritation had clearly diminished.
Olivia smiled, "I hope not."
"Always that smug little look..." the coach said with a dark gaze. "Now for the real thing."
He grabbed Olivia, lifting her as though she were a doll. She knew the coach was strong, but not to this extent, or perhaps it was the adrenaline giving him this sudden burst of power? He placed her flat on his desk and spread her legs.
He took a moment to admire the erotic sight, the schoolgirl outfit particularly arousing him. Then he lifted her skirt and his eyes widened upon realizing she wasn't wearing any underwear. "You really are a beautiful slut."
Even though the coach couldn't see her face, Olivia smiled again and wanted to say something, but her breath was taken away, and she cried out as the coach thrust deep inside her.
"Fuck, are you all this tight on the team?" the coach asked, not really expecting an answer.
He grabbed the belt that still bound Olivia's wrists with one hand, and with the other, he took hold of her hair, pulling her head back slightly. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "I'm going to fuck the insolence out of you."
Olivia, with a smile on her lips, replied, "You can imagine I'm Maci while you fuck me if you want, Coach."
Coach Tyler nearly came at the sound of those words but managed to hold back. Without responding, he began to pound into her savagely, with no restraint and no consideration for her. Olivia, although experienced, had rarely been taken with such ferocity, and she couldn't help but express her pleasure through loud cries.
"Shut up, slut," he ordered, placing the hand that was on the belt over her mouth now. "Let yourself get fucked in silence; you wouldn't want us to be interrupted, would you?"
He continued to fuck her like that until he felt her climax.
He then withdrew from her and wondered aloud, "Where should I come?"
Olivia, catching her breath, said, "You... you know where."
Coach Tyler gave a small smile and moved around the desk so that his cock was in front of Olivia's face.
"Open," he commanded, and Olivia complied without hesitation, immediately savoring the taste of her own arousal on the coach's cock, moaning with pleasure. This was the tipping point for the coach, who could no longer hold back, and he emptied himself entirely into her welcoming mouth. "Swallow it all, my little Olivia, today's attitude is forgiven."
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