THE NEW COACH - Part 1

THE NEW COACH

Kyle Anderson did not want to take over coaching the girls soccer team. He was busy with his boys team and teaching and several extra-curricular activities. But with the recent and sudden departure of Margaret Stevens, the current head coach, the team was left without a strong leader.

As he looked at the schedule and upcoming tournaments, he shook his head, trying to figure out how to manage all this. "Just please do me this favor. The assistant coaches are volunteer parents and quite frankly aren't very good. You are one of the best high school coaches in the state, and just please fill in for now until I can get a replacement, " he remembered his long time friend, and principal of the high school, Jerome Smith, say to him a couple of days ago.

He sighed. "Alright, I guess I can make this work for now," and he went back to planning. He noticed a tournament out of town in a few days. "not much time to get to know the team," he thought and started reading the player bios. He knew as well how important this tournament was. There would be scouts there from colleges all over the country, and success here could mean free rides to college for some of these girls.

He found one of the girls named, "Sarah Watson," It said. A senior, he saw she had turned 18 a few weeks ago, and noticed she was rated very high and an excellent player. There was a note about her being too competitive and full of herself sometimes and not always getting along with the other players. Based on her skill level he figured she should be captain, but realized that's probably why she wasn't.

"I'm sure she'll be a delight," he said sarcastically to himself, really not wanting to do this. He went on to read all the players' bios and felt he at least had a decent idea of the skill levels. He grabbed his whistle from his desk and headed out to meet them for a practice.

He saw the girls play and was happy to see that they were actually not bad. Not nearly as good as his boys team, but not bad. He did notice several times that Sarah did hog the ball and appeared not to really get along very well with any of them. One thing that hadn't crossed his mind previously, was just how sexy 18 and 19 year old girls could be in shorts and T shirts. Sarah certainly was among the most attractive of them. She was about 5'7", 122lbs, had a perfect hourglass figure, firm, 34B breasts and a firm, round ass you could bounce a quarter off of. And to top it all off, she was gorgeous. Long brown hair, big bright brown eyes, and perfect features. He did have to admit to himself over the next couple of days that he had some sexual fantasies about a few of them, Sarah included.

After a couple more practices over the next few days, he knew them a little better. They prepared to leave for the tournament and he had to make room arrangements at the hotel. With all the players, coaches, some volunteer parent escorts, and trainers, there were over 20 people altogether. They had booked rooms based on their budget, and the girls had to share rooms, two per room, to save money. All the adults and coaching staff had their own rooms.

Kyle had to decide who was rooming with who for the girls, and really didn't think it would be a problem. With his boys team, he always just assigned the rooms alphabetically or if he knew certain boys were good friends he'd put them together. And if when the boys felt the rooming arrangements weren't what they wanted, they all managed to get a long for the short time they stayed together. He had never had a problem and didn't expect any with the girls.

In this case though, since he really didn't know the girls that well yet, he wasn't sure who liked who and didn't really care that much to be honest, as this was just a temporary gig and he wanted it over as fast as possible. He had no desire to work with a whole group of hormonal teenage girls, and after the last few practices, he saw how emotional some of them could get.

So, he assigned the rooms alphabetically, just expecting it to work. Sarah Watson, ended up being paired with Monica Wood for a roomie, and he thought nothing of it and finished the list. What he didn't know was that was the worst pairing possible, as the two girls hated each other. As they prepared to leave and boarded the bus the next day, he handed them their room assignments. Almost immediately they both approached him as he stood outside of the bus.

"Um, Mr. Anderson," Sarah said. "We can't be roommates for this trip, we really don't get along." "Yah, ‘cause she's a bitch," Monica added. He just shook his head.

"First of all, it's Coach. Second, grow up, both of you! You're not children! It's three nights together in a hotel room. I have no desire or intention of changing the room assignments now. It's all been arranged with the hotel. Now get on the bus!. I'm sure you can make it work," he replied and was not impressed.

"Yes Coach," they both replied quietly and felt very shamed. They found their seats, clearly not together. He climbed on and they prepared to leave. Several hours later they arrived at their destination. Everyone got checked in, was given a few minutes to unpack and then a practice. Afterwards the team was taken out for dinner and they had a late meeting to strategize for a big game tomorrow.

Finally everyone was in their rooms and Coach Anderson settled down in his. He spent some time going over the game plan again and then looked at his watch and it was 11:00 pm. He got ready for bed and was soon asleep.

"Uh, uh, hello?" he said groggily as his side table phone was ringing. The clock on the desk read 1:30am. "Hello Mr Anderson, this is Kevin Mills, the hotel manager. I'm sorry to wake you up so late, but there is a loud argument coming from room 1317 and I believe it's two of your players. Other guests are complaining and I'm sorry but I need you to deal with it right away, or I will have to send hotel security." "What, oh um ok," the coach said as he sat up in bed. "Yes, sorry Kevin, I will deal with it immediately. Sorry for the disturbance. It won't happen again." "Thank you," the hotel manager said. "We will need to ask your group to leave if this cannot be rectified quickly. I will meet you at the room with a master key."

"I understand, thank you" the coach said. "I will deal with it right away." And he hung up.

"Fucking girls!" he exclaimed out loud and went to the desk to look at his papers.. he found the room assignments and shook his head. "I should've known," he said to himself and saw it was Sarah and Monica's room. He was only wearing his boxers so he threw on a pair of shorts, a T shirt and headed out. He walked down the hall quickly and could hear the yelling from here. Around a corner and then he saw the manager waiting by the elevator and standing next to the phone in the hall.

"Thank you," Kyle said, wanting to keep this contained and quiet. He stopped and assured the manager he would deal with it. "I'm sorry Kevin, I know this is a disturbance, I'm sure it's some stupid girl squabble, you know how teen girls can be I'm sure. I will deal with it and I promise you again, it won't happen again." He convinced the manager to leave and let him handle it.

He shook his head in anger as he approached the door. It sounded like they were trying to kill each other. As he turned the key and entered the room, he saw Monica and Sarah wrestling on the floor, pulling each other's hair and really trying to hurt each other. Had this been any other circumstance, he would have immediately had an erection, as both girls were wearing nothing but a thong panty, and a small, thin, tank top. He could clearly see they had no bras underneath.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" he yelled at them and pulled them apart. Both girls were fuming. "She pulled my hair and punched me," Monica said as she recoiled into a chair.

"Yah because she started it with her bragging and disrespect," Sarah shot back. The Coach angrily replied, "I don't care who started it. The manager called me to deal with you two as people were complaining. This stops now!" Everyone was so heated nobody thought about how inappropriate it was for a man of his age to be alone in a room with two young women half naked.

"Fine, as long as she apologizes for being a bitch!" Monica shot back.

"Screw you!" Sarah replied and lunged at her again. She grabbed Monica's hair just as the coach grabbed her around the waist and pulled her off. Both girls screamed with anger at each other.

"ENOUGH!" he said harshly. He grabbed Sarah's arm and roughly pulled her to the door. He opened it, and pulled her to outside the doorway. He leaned in close. "STAND HERE, DO NOT SPEAK, DO NOT MOVE! OR I WILL SEND YOU HOME TONIGHT! IS THAT CLEAR?" She nodded in embarrassment at the realization of being in a hotel hallway with practically nothing on.

He shut the door and turned back to Monica. "What is wrong with you? You're acting like a child!" "It's her fault, she started it. She was telling me I'm not good enough to be on the team," she replied, still fuming. He lectured her angrily for a couple of minutes, threatened to send her home, she cried, apologized and said she would behave better.

"Good, now I've really had enough of you both! Now go to bed, it's late, we have a long day tomorrow, and you had better behave like a princess for the rest of this trip or I'll be sending you home!"

"Yes, coach, I'm sorry again, I will." And she got into bed. He shook his head, "ok, one down," he thought and headed out of the door. There was Sarah still standing there, looking at the floor, and fortunately no one had come by and seen her half naked in the hallway. She looked up and figured she was heading back into her room. The Coach grabbed her arm and started leading her away.

"Coach, um, what are you doing?" she said, reluctantly following as he dragged her by the arm. He stopped, turned, and looked at her.

"There's no way I'm putting you back in that room tonight. I don't trust either one of you." And he turned and proceeded back down the hall with her in tow.

"But Coach, I don't have my stuff. I need my robe or something,," she replied, embarrassed and feeling very exposed. He ignored her and dragged her around the corner and back to his room. He opened the door and practically threw her in, came in behind her and closed and locked the door. She stood in front of the bed facing him. She saw the look of anger on his face and figured she was being sent home. She was about to plead her case when he raised his hand to stop her.

"Do not speak until I tell you too." He was furious and did not want this drama. As he saw this radiant young beauty standing before him, in his hotel room he took in the view and wanted to savor it for a few moments. She stood staring at the floor, afraid to make eye contact, and shifting nervously being in his room, practically naked, and in a lot of trouble. He noticed her thong was tiny, about an inch wide at the most, barely covering what was clearly a shaved pussy. And whether it was from nerves, or standing in a cold hallway, her ripe, young nipples were poking prominently through her thin tank top. His cock stirred in his shorts. He knew at that moment that his hard, bare cock was going to explore the deepest, inner most reaches of her young pussy, and that before she left his room her most sacred area would be filled and overflowing with his cum. ‘Was she on the pill?' he thought. He didn't care, he made up his mind that the risk of making her pregnant was well worth the ecstasy he would get from fucking her hard and emptying his cock into what he hoped was an incredibly tight teen pussy. He smiled slightly to himself. He was going to enjoy this. With all the drama and trouble she had caused, he felt that thoroughly using her ripe, fertile, young body for his pleasure was the least she owed him.

He felt some satisfaction at least now with accepting this temporary position. He was so mad and planning to send both girls home immediately just a few minutes ago. Still furious, but he decided then that maybe Sarah wanted to stay, and maybe being used as a fuck toy for the next couple of days might do her good for learning some respect and giving up control and being submissive might make her less confrontational. Yes, a win/win, he thought. As he was about to speak, he smiled again, looking at her face, her mouth, her crotch and was thinking about all the places he would put his cum on or in her.

"Look at me!" he commanded angrily. Shaking, she slowly raised her head and struggled to make eye contact. "Give me one reason why I shouldn't send you home right now?" he said sternly. She started crying, and replied sheepishly, "I'm sorry Coach. I said you shouldn't put us together, I hate her. She's so bossy." He walked closer, stood in front of her, put his finger under her chin and lifted her head until she was looking at him.

"That is not an answer. I can call your parents right now to come and get you. Give me one reason why I shouldn't." he said. She had tears running down her face and felt so scared that she was going home. "Um, uh, because there will be college scouts at this tournament and I want to play college soccer and professional soccer so bad someday. I don't want my future thrown away because of one stupid fight." She thought she sounded pretty convincing, despite shaking, feeling nervous and vulnerable and scared.

"You see, that's the point you're missing," he said, as he held her chin in place to make her look up at him. It was hard to maintain eye contact with her when in his field of view were her perfect little nipples poking prominently through her top. He very much wanted to see her squirm and moan with desire as his lips sucked on them. "You feel this is all about you Sarah. It is not. Your fighting with Monica was so loud other guests complained. And someone called the manager, and the manager called me. We were on the verge of being kicked out of here and then the tournament would be ruined for the whole team. And now, what do I do with you? I can't send you back to your room. I don't trust either of you to not start up again as soon as I'm gone. And my responsibility is to look out for the best interests of the team. Do you understand that?"

She nodded slowly and shook with fear. "Please Coach, don't send me home. I'm sorry, I understand I was selfish. Please don't send me home," she pleaded, shaking. He stepped back a few feet and stared at her intently.

"IF, and it's a big IF, I give you another chance, you will be a princess. You will not cause any more trouble, you will be selfless, do what you're told and do it with a smile on your face. Right?" He asked, and crossed his arms. His cock was erect in his shorts as his thoughts were solely of her naked young body right now and there's no way she couldn't have noticed it. She looked up slowly at him. Her face was filled with tears and she shook nervously still. For a moment it looked like she noticed the large bulge in his shorts but didn't want to acknowledge it as that would cause her so much more anxiety.

She nodded slowly, and said, "Yes Coach. Please give me another chance. I promise I won't cause any trouble with Monica and I will go straight to sleep and you won't hear a peep out of me. I promise. I will be good and do whatever you say and please, I just want to go to sleep." She was starting to realize with her body nearly naked, and what she could see in his shorts, he might have other intentions. She knew as well her nipples were rock hard and could be easily seen through the thin material of her tank top.

"Good, but there's no way I'm trusting you, or her to be in the same room tonight." He looked at the beside clock. "Oh my God Sarah it's nearly 2:00 am, we need sleep. You need sleep. I am not promising you anything. Tomorrow I may decide to send you home, or just bench you, to teach you a lesson, but that will be based on your behavior and attitude from here on out. Understand?"

She looked around, as if she had missed something. "Yes Coach, I understand. Is there another room then, where will I sleep?" She feared she knew the answer but was hoping desperately that's not what he intended. He shook his head. "There are no other rooms. And I cannot trust you right now out of my sight. You will sleep here, with me, now get in bed, it's late!" he ordered and pointed to the bed. Her heart dropped to her stomach. She shuddered at the thought. Barely dressed, in bed with this new coach she had just met less than a week ago. Tears streamed down her face. She nodded and said nothing as she turned towards the bed and took a couple of steps towards it.

"What are you doing?" he scolded her. Shocked, she turned to face him. She pointed with a shaking hand towards the bed. "I, I'm getting into bed like you said?" she said like a question, confused.

"Not like that you're not!" he shot back and pointed at her clothes. He spoke the next part slowly and deliberately. "Sarah, no clothes are allowed in my bed. Take them off, now! And no more tears, you created this situation, and now you have to deal with it!"

She gasped out loud and started shaking her head. She could not. IT was so wrong. How did she get herself into this, she thought. She saw his face and knew he would send her home tonight if she didn't obey. She started to protest, but all that got out of her mouth was, "Um," and the look on his face told her not to continue. She lowered her head in shame and with shaking fingers grabbed the edges of her tank top and slowly lifted it over her head, exposing her perfect young breasts. She was shaking so much she dropped her shirt on the floor and just left it there. She grabbed the waist band of her tiny thong and slid it down, slowly over her butt, down her thighs, knees, and off of her feet. She dropped it as well and he commanded her to come and face him again. She nodded and walked closer and turned to face him, her hands moving around at her sides, desperate to cover herself up but knowing that would only annoy him further. She couldn't believe she was standing naked in front of this man.

He smiled as he saw her perfect, young teen body and savored the view. She had an hourglass figure, her pussy was smooth and bare. He could barely contain himself.

"Very good Sarah. It's nice to see you can at least follow some direction. Now come stand in front of me." She nodded, choked back tears and slowly stepped in front of him. Part of her now realized his intentions. Part of her now realized that if she wanted to play and the chance to get a college scholarship, she was going to have to have sex with this man. Probably multiple times. She shuddered at that realization. And maybe do other sexual things, whatever he wanted. Whatever he demanded. She did not want to admit it to herself but she knew on some level it was true. She felt inexperienced to meet his needs and that made her feel even more vulnerable. And she didn't want to be a whore. Was he going to be gentle, or rough? Would she like it or would it hurt? Was he going to want a blowjob? What if he wanted her to swallow his cum? She had never done that and found it repulsive. Oh god, was he going to spank her maybe? Was she going to have an orgasm from sex with him and would that be embarrassing? Was he going to have an orgasm? Oh God, if he did was he going to cum inside her? She had never had cum inside her. Oh god, would he wear a condom? She had never had bare sex. Her lips shook she was so worried. Oh God, she worried, as all these thoughts ran through her head.

"Look at me," he instructed and she raised her head up to look at this man towering over her. "What did I say about clothes in my bed?" "You said, um, none were allowed," she replied softly.

"That's right. Now take off my shorts and my boxers," he instructed calmly. She paused. She had never seen a man's penis. She'd seen a couple of boys her age, her ex bf's most recently, but she'd never seen a man's. Shaking, she raised her hands and pulled them down, and his cock flopped out, standing at attention and pointing at her as she bent to take them off of his feet. She left them on the floor and stood back up, noticing how big his cock was."

"Have you ever seen a man's hard cock Sarah?" he asked. She shook her head and couldn't speak. She was so incredibly worried of that massive thing being inside her that she felt sick to her stomach.

"Good, now get in bed!" he instructed and she immediately turned and got into bed, laying on her side under the blankets with her back to his side. She shuddered and closed her legs tight, freaking out about what was in store.

He turned out the lights, and climbed into bed beside her. He turned to spoon her and pulled her in very close, sliding his left arm under her chest and onto her left breast. As his fingers touched her nipples she jumped. She felt his erect and hard cock nestle against her ass. He pulled her hips in tight to him and put his right hand over her thighs and onto her crotch. He put his head close to her ear.

"Reach your hand back behind you," he instructed. She did and he put it on his erect cock. She wanted to pull it away but didn't dare. "Close your fingers around it tight. Do you feel how hard that is?" She nodded. She shuddered again as she felt it throbbing in her hand. "Yes Coach."

"Good, do you feel it throbbing and pulsating?"

"Yes Coach," she replied again softly. She was so worried about what was next. His cock felt massive in her small hand. "That's because of you Sarah. You fight and argue half naked, with your tiny little thong on. You have to understand your responsibility in making my cock so hard. You shave your pussy and wear that tiny, thin tank top? It's almost like you're trying to tempt me. Like you're trying to make me hard. You're a tease Sarah. And now my cock is fully erect in your hand and it needs release. We'll take care of that tomorrow. For now, lift up your leg Sarah." She let go of his cock and put her arm back in front of her. She obeyed and lifted it up and he put a long finger on the edge of young clit. He rubbed gently a few times..

"Ooohh Ohhh" she muttered, and slowly shook her head. She curled her toes and wanted to close her legs so bad.

"Go to sleep," he said and kept very gently, very slowly, rubbing her young clit. Barely touching it, but ever so slightly.

She shuddered again, and his finger slowly rubbed her left nipple. She nodded but wasn't sure how she could sleep like this. She laid there and closed her eyes. All she wanted was sleep.. He settled his left hand cupping her young breast but left her nipple alone. She felt his breath on her neck and his strong body up against hers. She shuddered again as his finger slowly slid across her young clit. She was getting wet and turned on, and didn't like it. He slowed his frequency and she was able to slowly calm down, and start to fall asleep. But every so often, he would slid it in again, just enough to keep her young pussy wet, wet enough to make it hard to fall asleep, yet somehow, eventually, she did. And his cock was pressed hard against her tight, round ass. She had never been naked in bed with a man, and this was very overwhelming for her. She fell off to sleep worried, wondering what tomorrow would bring.

STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO..