Chapter 5:
Oiled and Exposed
I stood there completely naked, heart slamming against my ribs, as Dom walked over and double checked the lock on the gym door with a heavy click. The sound made everything feel so final. No turning back. My small tits were already heaving with each breath, nipples tight and sensitive from the cool air. I felt tiny next to him this massive, tattooed 45-year-old beast staring at my 19-year-old body like he owned it.
“On the workout bench, Riley,” he ordered, voice low and gravelly. “Lie back. Ass right at the edge. Legs up and spread for me.”
I climbed onto the padded bench, the leather cool against my bare skin. “Like this, Coach? God, I feel so exposed. Are you sure about this?”
Dom grabbed a bottle of oil from the shelf, warming it between his big palms. “Dead sure. Look at you tiny gymnast body all flushed and dripping already. You’re soaked down your thighs, kid. No more hiding that pretty pussy from your Coach.”
He poured the warm oil right over my chest first. It trickled down between my tits and over my stomach in slow, shiny streams. His hands followed, big and rough, spreading it everywhere.
“Fuck, your skin feels perfect,” he growled, massaging my small tits firmly, thumbs flicking over my nipples until I arched off the bench. “These little tits are so sensitive. You like when I play with them?”
“Yes… Coach, that feels really good,” I moaned, biting my lip. “But it’s embarrassing. No one’s ever touched me like this before.”
He laughed deep in his throat, hands sliding lower, oiling my abs and hips. “Good. Means this tight little body is mine to break in. Spread your legs wider. Yeah, just like that.”
The oil hit lower now, dripping right onto my pussy. I gasped as the warm liquid coated my folds. Dom’s thick fingers glided down, rubbing it in slow circles around my clit, then parting my lips.
“Oh my god,” I whimpered, hips twitching. “Your fingers are so big. Coach, please… I’m already so wet.”
“Damn right you are,” he said, voice rough with hunger. “This college pussy is dripping for an old man twice your age. Tell me how bad you need it stretched.”
“I need it so bad,” I admitted, voice shaky. “I’ve been aching since warm-ups. Please stretch me deeper, Coach.”
Dom gripped my ankles and pushed my legs back and out into a full split position, pinning them down on either side of the bench. I was completely open, pussy exposed and glistening with oil and my own slick. He leaned over me, muscles flexing, sweat already beading on his chest.
“Good little athlete,” he growled, staring right between my legs. “Look at this pretty pink cunt. So tight and ready.”
Two of his thick fingers pressed against my entrance, teasing for a second before sinking in deep. I cried out, back arching hard.
“Fuck! Coach, you’re stretching me already,” I gasped. “It’s so much… your fingers are filling me up.”
He started pumping them roughly, curling them inside me while his thumb found my clit and circled it fast. The wet sounds filled the gym obscene and loud. Oil and my juices mixed together, making everything slippery.
“That’s it, moan for me,” Dom commanded. “Let your Coach hear how much you love getting finger-fucked on his bench. This pussy belongs to me now, Riley. Say it.”
“It belongs to you,” I moaned loudly, legs trembling in the split hold. “My pussy is yours, Coach. Oh shit, I’m gonna….”
He didn’t slow down. His fingers thrust harder, faster, thumb pressing perfect circles on my swollen clit. The pressure built so fast I couldn’t hold it.
“I’m cumming!” I screamed, body shaking violently. A huge gush of wetness sprayed out around his fingers, soaking his hand and the bench. I squirted for the first time in my life, eyes rolling back.
“Fuck yes, good girl! Squirt all over your Coach’s hand,” he growled, not stopping. He kept fingering me through it, drawing it out until I was a shaking, whimpering mess. “First time squirting, huh? That’s what happens when a real man works this tight hole.”
I could barely breathe, aftershocks still hitting me. “Coach… I’ve never done that before. It felt insane. Please, I’m so sensitive now.”
But he wasn’t done. He added a third thick finger, stretching me even wider. The burn mixed with pleasure as he worked them deep, scissoring and pumping.
“Take it,” he snarled, leaning closer so his sweaty chest hovered over me. “This tight nineteen-year-old college pussy is getting stretched properly now. Feel that? Three fingers buried in you. You’re clenching so hard around me, kid. Greedy little thing.”
“It’s so deep,” I whined, tears pricking my eyes from the intense stretch. “You’re ruining me for anyone else. My pussy feels so full… but I love it. Don’t stop stretching me, Coach.”
Dom’s eyes darkened with pure possession. “That’s right. No one else gets this cunt anymore. It’s mine to finger, mine to fuck, and soon mine to breed full. You hear me, Riley? This is my pussy now.”
“Yes, yours,” I panted, hips trying to rock against his hand despite being pinned. “I’m your good little athlete. Stretch me more… please.”
He curled his three fingers just right, hitting a spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. Another orgasm crashed over me, smaller this time but still powerful, my walls pulsing around his thick digits.
“Such a good girl cumming again so quick,” he praised, voice rough. “Look at the mess you made. Bench is soaked. Your thighs are shining with oil and cum. We’re just getting started with these special stretches.”
I lay there trembling in the full split, legs pinned back by his strong hands, completely at his mercy. My mind was fuzzy with pleasure, but one thing was crystal clear I was addicted already. This 45-year-old beast had me naked, oiled, and stretched wide open after just one intense session.
And from the hungry look in his eyes, he wasn’t planning to stop anytime soon.
Chapter 6:
First Breeding
I was still shaking from the second orgasm, my legs pinned back in that obscene full split on the workout bench, when Dom pulled his three thick fingers out of me with a wet pop. My pussy clenched around nothing, gaping slightly from the stretch, dripping oil and my own cum down onto the leather. I could barely think straight, chest heaving, small tits shiny with sweat and oil.
“Coach…” I whimpered, looking up at his massive frame. “I’m so empty now. Please…”
Dom straightened up, his eyes dark with raw hunger. “Empty? Not for long, little athlete. You wanted deeper? You’re about to get stretched way beyond fingers.”
He hooked his thumbs into his gray sweatpants and shoved them down in one smooth motion. His massive cock sprang free, thick and veiny, slapping heavily against my oiled stomach with a meaty sound. It was huge easily nine inches, girthy, with a fat purple head already leaking precum. At forty-five, he was bigger and harder than any boy I’d ever seen.
“Oh my god, Coach,” I breathed, eyes wide. “It’s so big. That’s never going to fit.”
Dom wrapped one big hand around the base and stroked it slowly, smearing my juices along the length. “It’ll fit. This tight nineteen-year-old pussy was made for it. Watch.”
He rubbed the thick head up and down my soaked slit, teasing my clit with every pass. The heat of it made me twitch.
“Coach, please… I’m scared but I need it,” I begged, voice trembling. “Don’t tease me. Put it in.”
“You’re dripping like a faucet, kid,” he growled, pressing the head against my entrance. “This college cunt is begging for Coach’s cock. Tell me who owns this pussy.”
“You do,” I moaned. “It’s yours, Coach. Please fuck me.”
He pushed forward, the fat head popping inside me. I cried out sharply, back arching off the bench as my walls stretched painfully around his girth.
“Fuck! It’s too big!” I gasped, hands flying to his forearms. “Coach, you’re splitting me open!”
“Breathe through it,” he commanded, voice rough but steady, sinking another inch deeper. “That’s it. Good girl. Take my cock. Feel how deep I’m going already? This folded position lets me hit bottom easy.”
He kept pushing, slow but relentless, until his heavy balls pressed against my ass. I was so full I could barely breathe, my belly bulging slightly from the intrusion.
“Shit, Riley… you’re squeezing me so fucking tight,” Dom groaned, holding still for a moment. “Best pussy I’ve had in years. So young and hot. You like getting stuffed by a man old enough to be your dad?”
“Yes,” I whined, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from my eyes. “I love it. You’re so deep inside me, Coach. Move… please move.”
He started thrusting deep and steady at first, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. The bench creaked under us. Sweat dripped from his tattooed chest onto my oiled tits with every thrust.
“Fuck yes,” he snarled, picking up speed. “This pussy is mine now, Riley. No more college boys for you. This tight hole belongs to your Coach. Say it while I pound you.”
“It’s yours!” I cried out as he lost control and started fucking me harder. “My pussy belongs to you, Coach! Oh god, you’re hitting so deep right there!”
His hand came up and wrapped lightly around my throat, not choking but possessive, holding me in place while he railed me in the folded split position. The slap of his hips against my ass echoed through the gym.
“You feel that?” he growled, eyes locked on mine. “I’m breeding this cunt. Gonna fill you up with thick loads until it takes. You want Coach’s baby, don’t you? Tell me.”
“I do,” I moaned loudly, another orgasm building fast from the brutal pounding. “Put a baby in me, Coach. Fill me up. I’m cumming again…fuck!”
My third orgasm exploded through me, walls clamping down hard around his massive cock. I squirted around him, soaking his balls and the bench even more.
“Fuck, good girl! Cum on my dick,” Dom praised, not slowing down. He fucked me through it, then flipped the pace even harder, sweat pouring off his body. “One more. Give me another before I breed you proper.”
“I can’t….. it’s too much!” I sobbed, but my body betrayed me. His cock angled perfectly, hitting that spot over and over. “Coach, I’m gonna cum again! Don’t stop stretching me!”
“That’s my little athlete,” he snarled, gripping my throat a little tighter, pounding mercilessly. “Cum for your Coach. Milk my cock.”
The fourth orgasm hit me like a wave, making my legs shake violently in his hold. I screamed his name, vision blurring.
Dom buried himself to the balls with a deep groan. “Take every drop, baby. Coach is gonna fill you up. This tight pussy is getting bred right now.”
I felt his cock swell and pulse inside me. Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded my depths, spurt after heavy spurt. He kept grinding deep, making sure it all stayed inside.
“Fuck yes… take it all,” he growled, leaning down to kiss me possessively, tongue invading my mouth while his cock plugged me full. “Gonna knock you up, Riley.
“I’m yours,” I panted against his lips, still twitching around his cock as he kept every drop plugged deep. “All yours, Coach. I can feel it so full inside me.”
He stayed buried inside me, kissing me slow and deep, one hand possessively on my cum filled belly. The age gap, the power, the way he owned me completely it all crashed over me.
I was ruined. And I never wanted it to end.
