DykedHD – Petite Blonde Teen Cheerleader Shares Orgasms With Coach While Proving She Should Be Captain – For Women – Coco Lovelock, Charlie Forde

Title: “The Cumley Capitulation”

The petite blonde cheerleader, Coco Lovelock, bounced into the locker room, her ponytail swishing behind her. She had just aced the tryouts for cheer captain, and coach Charlie Forde’s “private” congratulatory session was her final test. The 19-year-old had no idea what she was in for, as she skipped to the back of the locker room, eager to please her stern, sexy coach.

Charlie was waiting in the shadows, his chiseled jaw set in a confident smirk. “Congratulations, Coco,” he purred, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. “You’ve proven yourself quite…talented on and off the field.”

Coco bit her lip, her blue eyes wide with innocent arousal. “T-Thank you, Coach. I’m so excited to be captain!” She let out a nervous giggle, unaware of the naughty plans her coach had in store.

Charlie stepped closer, his broad shoulders looming over the petite teen. “Before you get the title officially, we need to celebrate…in private.” His hands reached out, gripping Coco’s shoulders possessively.

The young blonde gasped as his thick fingers dug into her flesh, sending bolts of excitement through her body. “Coach, what do you mean?” she breathed, her cheeks flushing a deep pink.

Charlie chuckled darkly, manhandling Coco to spin her around. “I think you know exactly what I mean, my dirty little cheerleader. Get on your knees.”

Coco felt a rush of hot, forbidden desire as she obeyed, sinking to her knees before her powerful coach. She gazed up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her plump lips parted in anticipation.

“Good girl,” Charlie rumbled, reaching down to fist a hand in her blonde ponytail. With his other hand, he unfastened his pants, freeing his thick, hard cock. “Time to earn that captain position, sweetheart.”

Coco whimpered with need as she saw the impressive size of Charlie’s manhood. It was huge, pulsing with raw power and readiness. “Yes, Coach,” she squeaked, licking her lips eagerly.

Charlie grinned wickedly and proceeded to feed the meek teen her lunch. Coco choked and sputtered as the coach roughly facefucked her, forcing his hefty inches down her throat.

Tears streaked her flushed cheeks as Charlie fucked her face hard, using her small, tight throat as his personal cum-receptacle. The taste of his musky cock, the feel of his heavy balls slapping against her chin – it was so dirty, so wrong, but Coco loved every minute of it.

“Take my cock like a good slut,” Charlie growled, yanking on her ponytail. “Gonna pump that tight jeunecherry throat with cum. Show me you deserve to be captain, Coco.”

The petite blonde groaned around his cock as Charlie pounded her, using her mouth like a cheap dildo. She felt so small, so owned by her dominating coach. And when his impressive cock finally erupted down her throat, pumping hot, sticky loads of cum into her belly, Coco came undone.

She squirted in her panties, moaning low in her throat as Charlie pumped her full of his jizz. There was so much of it, flooding her tiny body with hot seed. Coco was pretty sure a little bit of Coach’s creamy spunk leaked out of her nose, but she was too busy orgasming to care.

Finally, with a deep, satisfied sigh, Charlie pulled out of Coco’s abused mouth. Thick ropes of pearly cum painted the teen’s lips and chin, glistening obscenely in the locker room light. She gasped and coughed, trying to catch her breath.

“Good girl,” Charlie purred, wiping his cum-covered cock on her tears-cheeked face. “I think you’ve earned that captain position after all, little slut.” He laughed, tucking away his hefty dick as Coco, woozy and wobbly, climbed to her feet.

She skittishly brushed some of the cum off her face, her head spinning with the exhilarating, taboo encounter. “Th-Thank you, Coach,” she murmured, unable to help licking a stray drop of cum from her lips.

Charlie watched her with a smug, satisfied smirk, his eyes drinking in her disheveled, thoroughly-used form. He knew not to push his luck by suggesting round two – there would be plenty of time for that, once Coco got settled into her new captain position. After all, Charlie planned to keep his promising young protege very…motivated.

Coco clutched her uniform, tottering on shaky legs toward the locker room door. Her trembling fingers found the doorknob, and with one last desperate look over her shoulder at her coach, the petite cheerleader stepped out into the bright light of day… forever changed by the dirty, depraved “celebration” she’d just endured.