His Princess

by Sanya Sitter

  I wasn’t being serious of course, but I’ve found that tough love is always the best motivator. I swiped my hand through the air and motioned for everyone to get out of my sight. “I’m fucking through.”

  After everyone had cleared out, I was cleaning myself up and dabbing the sweat from my face with a hand towel.

  “Coach Sanders?”

  “I said get the fuck—“ I froze in place when I saw her. Here I was, buck ass naked in front of the hottest cheerleader I’d ever seen. My thick brows furrowed in confusion. Who the hell was this chick?

  “Who are you?”

  “I’m Penny.” She extended her hand, expecting me to shake it when mine was still dripping in sweat, completely ignoring the fact that my junk was hanging out right in front of her.

  “Uh, okay. So what are you doing in the men’s locker room, Penny?” But instead of answering she just smiled and tossed her hair, its long blonde curls falling over her perfect cleavage.

  “I heard you’re looking for talent,” she said finally.

  “How did you—“

  “The girl’s locker is just on the other side of the wall, silly. We can hear pretty much everything you boys are saying.”

  “Okay, so you want to join the cheerleading squad? This isn’t exactly the place.”

  “I’m already on the cheerleading squad, silly! I’m talking about a different kind of talent. A special kind.”

  By this point I was utterly perplexed. What the fuck was this chick doing here and why didn’t she care that I was completely naked? Or that my dick had grown nine inches since she’d been standing there?

  “So what’s your tal—“

  “Sucking cock.” Her tongue darted out to the corner of her mouth and swept a wet sheen of saliva over her crimson lips. I can’t remember the last time my dick was so hard.

  “Come again?” She was fidgeting with something behind her back but I couldn’t tell what.

  “I have to make you cum a first time before you can cum again, silly.” She brought the arm to her front, holding the black lace bra she had just taken out from under her shirt. She held it out to her side and let it fall to one of the benches.

  Was this chick for real?

  Even without the bra her red and white cheerleader shirt was held taut over her busty tits. Her hard, perky nipples stretched the fabric thin.

  She sauntered toward me with slow, confident strides. Her cool sapphire eyes like whirlpools of blue held my gaze as she advanced. The frills of her miniskirt danced about her tan, slender legs as she moved. She walked with the grace of a goddess.

  “So… can I?” She smiled at one side of her mouth, her perfect teeth glinting like white pearls behind her pillowy lips.

  “Can you, uh, what?” I was speechless. I’m not normally the kind of guy to get rattled by a woman, but holy shit, this girl was mesmerizing. I pretended to look around the room to see if anyone else was still hanging around, but really I just needed to avert my eyes so I could think straight.

  “Suck your cock, silly!” She giggled when she said it. Her laugh was cute and playful. It reminded me of my first college crush. But this girl was a thousand times hotter.

  “I, uhh…” I couldn’t find any words. She came up so close to me that her tits brushed against my chest. She was so small standing next to me her head barely came up to my sternum. “How old are you?”

  “Nineteen.” She crossed her arms over her chest and curled her pink manicured nails underneath her shirt. She lifted it up and off over her head and I watched in awe as her blond hair fell in wisps of silk over her gorgeous tits.

  Her eyelashes fluttered with a seductive grace—I just couldn’t look away. Every impulse inside told me to get out, to run the fuck away before I did something I’d regret—or rather, let her do it to me. But my usual sound judgment was clouded by those soft, milky tits. I just wanted to hold them, to feel them and remember what youthful breasts felt like. I wanted to taste them.

  “You can taste them if you want,” she said matter-of-factly. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone.” She traced a slender finger over my hard, taut pecs glimmering in a sheen of sweat. With her permission given so plainly, I would have had to be a devout Buddhist not to give in to the temptation. Who the hell am I kidding… there isn’t a man alive who could resist an offer like that.

  She gasped when I hooked around the small of her waist and pulled her in against the hardness of my chest. My mouth sealed around one areola and I sucked with wild passion. The taste of her was a sweetness unlike anything else. The finest dessert in all my memory couldn’t compare. My tongue swirled around her nipple and her head tilted back. I moved to the other and took in as much as would fit in my mouth, almost the entire breast.

  She grabbed the back of my neck with both hands and leaned back, arching her back and moaning to the pleasure of my mouth while her wet tongue danced about her lips in apparent ecstasy.

  God, what would it feel like to have those lips around my cock? I had to know.

  One of her hands made its way down, her fingers grazing lightly over the toned muscles of my chest and carved ripples of my abdomen.

  She flashed a devious smirk that made my cock twitch and dribble with precum. Her fingers wrapped gingerly around my stiff dick one at a time. My thick shaft made her whole hand look tiny in comparison.

  She tugged at the base with gentle strokes and my whole brain clouded over with white noise. It felt so fucking good that I had to stop sucking her tits just so I could catch my breath.

  “Feel good baby?” She caught me with those deep blue eyes again and a shiver ran up and down my spine. I could only grunt in response.

  If one of those shitheads came into the locker room then I’d have probably murdered him.

  She pressed the flat of her tongue against one bulging pectoral and circles my nipple. It wriggled its way down a meandering path over my torso and sleeked a trail of wet saliva, all the way down to my pubes.

  She nuzzled her nose there and curled her tongue around my aching balls until they glistened with her spit.

  I almost lost it when she smiled up at me, a bit of my precum clinging at the edge of her soft red lips. She licked the shaft in a straight line up to the tip and kissed there.

  Her supple lips parted over the head of my rock hard dick and I could feel the hot, moist air spilling from her cavern.

  “You’re awfully big, y’know,” she said, giggling. It wasn’t until hearing her words that I realized my ears were ringing. I could hardly see straight. “I wonder if I can even fit the whole thing down my throat.” Was this really happening? “I guess there’s only one way to find out…”

  “Ungh!” My deep baritone moans echoed against the metal lockers and damp tile floor when my dick slipped inside her throat. The warmth and wetness of her mouth was heaven around my cock. She took the head into one side of her mouth and stretched her cheek with it, licking all around the throbbing shaft.

  “Mmm…” She moaned at the taste of my precum and wanted more. She sucked and slurped on the head like a vacuum until my balls relinquished what she was after.

  She reached around to grab my ass and bring me in closer. A thick string of spit drooled from her bottom lip and hung there. My ass clenched at the sudden tightness of her grip and my pelvis jutted forward. My dick slipped further into the depths of her throat—she had almost taken me all the way inside.

  Her moans were punctuated by wet slurping sounds. She cupped my balls in one hand and massaged them while she worked to deepthroat my entire length. I could feel her gag reflex tightening around my cock. She was trying so desperately to get me all the way down.

  I had never in all my years seen a chick with so much lust for cock. Not even in hardcore porn videos. But why the hell did she want my cock so badly?

  Did it even fucking matter?

  “Push me deeper,” she tried to say through gargles of spit. Her eyes were bloodshot, her dark mascara was running all over her blushe
d cheeks. She tapped my wrists and I knew what she meant.

  My giant hands gripped tight around her tiny skull. Her esophagus was bulging with my cock already. I don’t know how she could even breathe with it lodged so deep inside her. But she wanted me to go even deeper. This girl wanted to take me all the way, so I was going to give it to her.

  She looked up at me through those red, pleading eyes and gave a subtle nod. So I did it. I shoved my cock so deep down her throat that her nose was buried in my pubes.

  She gagged and retched on my dick while thick spurts of saliva drooled from her lips and rolled down my balls. My eyes rolled back and her deep moans vibrated my cock. Her nails dug into the skin of my bare ass and she held me inside her esophagus as long as she could hold her breath.

  It took less than a minute before I was at the edge. I wanted to cum so bad I thought one of my balls was going to burst. I didn’t even realize that my hands were squeezing her frail skull as tight as a vise. There was no way I’d be able to hold back the flood of cum that wanted to escape while her tongue was lapping at my balls.

  I looked down at her and she caught the unmistakable gleam in my eyes that told her I was ready. It was her last chance to pull out before I shot my entire load down her throat. I loosened the grip to let her off but she pulled me in closer instead. She smiled at me with her eyes and let out a long, lustful moan.

  I couldn’t believe it. She wanted me to.

  And that was all the permission I needed. My balls ached and groaned for release and I simply let go.

  The orgasm hit me like a freight train. A sheet of black swept over my vision and I doubled over while my dick began its spasm in her throat. It throbbed with euphoric tremors so intense my knees buckled. I had to catch myself on her shoulders just so I wouldn’t fall over while I came in her.

  She bobbed her head and sucked me off until every last ounce of cum had been drained from my balls. There was absolutely nothing left in the tank by the time she was done with me. It was the most utterly mind-blowing orgasm of my life.

  When I finally caught my breath and stood up, she slid off the end of my cock with one last suck and a smile. Her lips popped off and she kissed the end of my twitching head. It was so sensitive by that point I almost couldn’t take it.

  “So what do you think, Coach? Do I have talent?”

  “Holy fuck. You’re amaz—“

  “Coach Sanders? Are you in here?” Fucking unbelievable, It was Campbell’s voice. “I lost my jersey.” Penny was already fixing her bra in a hurry.

  “Guess I’ll see you around, Coach,” she whispered. Just my luck. The most amazing girl on the planet was about to leave me because of fucking Campbell. I swear one of these days I’m gonna kill that dumbass.

  Penny got her top on and snuck away behind the lockers. The flickering headlight above cast a faint shadow as she stepped around the corner, and then she was gone. Fuck me.

  I wrapped the damp towel around my waist again to cover the evidence of spit and cum dripping from my dick before Campbell found me.

  Holy shit. I was in love.

  CHAPTER THREE

  I was walking toward Penny when Josh got tackled right in front of me. I had completely forgotten the football was in play—again.

  But I just couldn’t take my eyes off her. It had been two weeks since she had sucked my cock and given me the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life. I wasn’t going to lose sight of her again.

  “Um, Coach?” Josh says from the floor when I almost step on his dirt covered face.

  “Run it again, dammit. I’m fucking busy.”

  Penny starts to blush when I come closer. She looks even younger in plain clothes than in a cheerleading outfit. Holy hell, she looks young enough to be my daughter. And yet, she’s the one who has been tormenting my thoughts every waking hour for the last seven days.

  She tucks a loose strand of hair that glints like gold in the sunlight behind one ear. I had ingrained every detail about her since our first encounter, but no image in my mind could possibly compete with the reality of her beauty.

  “Hey Coach,” she says demurely. Her feet are dangling from the bleacher and kick the air with excitement when I approach. Josh gets knocked out of the sidelines and smiles up at Penny from the grass and she smiles back.

  My blood starts to boil. Worst of all, I hate myself for being jealous of a punk like Josh. The thought of her giving him head just the way she had done for me makes me want to punch something.

  “Are you two…”

  “Me and Josh?” She swipes the air with one hand and rolls her eyes. “No way, silly!”

  “So that thing that, y’know, that happened between us,” I can’t stand hearing myself talk like an awkward teenager, “do you do that for a lot of guys?”

  She shakes her head and giggles. “That was just for you, baby,” she says with a wink.

  Thank God.

  “I wouldn’t mind doing it again,” she says. She looks down and shuffles her feet. “Except…”

  “Except what?” She’s acting all coy about something.

  “Except, I have other holes I want you to stick it in.” All the blood rushes straight to my dick.

  “At least let me treat you to dinner first,” I say. She raises an eyebrow and smiles.

  This chick would probably mount me on the spot if I asked her to, and here I am being the gentleman. But it just feels right. There’s something about her. As much as I want to fuck her, I also want to know more about her.

  There’s a chance that maybe she really hasn’t blown every guy on the field already, If that’s the case, then I want to be the only one getting head from those gorgeous lips.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  I pull out a chair for Penny when we’re seated at the restaurant like a true gentleman. She looks smoking hot in her little back dress that barely covers her tight ass. When she takes a seat, the dress rides up even further and I even get to catch a glimpse of it peeking out the bottom.

  Shit, the last thing I need is to get a hard on right now. “You look gorgeous, Penny.” Her hair is done up in wavy curls that hang down over her shoulders. The back of the dress is cut so it scoops almost down to the small of her back, enough to see the jade butterfly tattoo there.

  “Take your seat already, silly!” I realize I’m just standing there like a buffoon, staring down into her cleavage. God, those tits…

  “Thanks for coming tonight,” I say, taking the seat opposite her. The restaurant is mostly empty, except for the bunch of waiters that just seem to be standing around. They seem over-staffed.

  “This place looks expensive.” She was right. The truth is it was a last minute find. I had to pick a place that was way out of town. “Have you been here before?”

  “No… in fact, I’ve never heard of it.” The last thing I needed was to run in to someone that knew me. Or worse, one of the kids on my football team. If they found out I was on a date with a college freshman cheerleader…

  “Well I’m glad you invited me.” She smiles and extends a hand across the table. I reach to hold it and she starts to blush. Her fingers trace lightly around my palm and we hold eye contact.

  “Your hands… they’re so calloused.” The warmth and electricity of her sends a shiver down my spine, causing my cock to twitch. I can feel it getting rock hard. Dammit, not now!

  Her delicate fingers wrap around the bulk of my wrist and she smiles. “Y’know, there’s something I should tell you…”

  “What will you two be having?” The waiter interrupts. For a second there I had completely forgotten we were in public. Son of a bitch, what was she going to say?

  “We need some time,” I say, sounding slightly annoyed.

  “Very well.” He pauses. “And our specials tonight are…” He goes on for what feels like an eternity. Penny nods politely while he goes on extensively about the options. When the hell is this dude gonna shut up?

  “Yes, fine. We’ll look them over.” The waiter glares at
me for interrupting him and walks away like he’s got a pickle stuck up his ass. “So you were saying?”

  Penny laughs and tosses her hair. “You looked like you were going to beat him up!” Just watching her makes my blood cool. “Don’t worry baby, we got all the time in the world.” She knows just how to diffuse me. I need this woman in my life.

  Her finger runs up the length of my forearm while she holds me with those seductive eyes. She rubs back and forth on the inside of my elbow, making semicircles along my thick bicep. She bites her bottom lip with a smirk, then says, “So, that something I was about to tell you…”