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STRETCH ME DEEPER , COACH! 7
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2026-06-04 14:11:15
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TOUCH ME MORE, DADDY STORY 2: PLEASE DADDY! 1
Chapter 1: The New Daddy“Mom, you really married him while I was away at college? I come home for summer and suddenly there is a whole new man living in our house,” I said, dropping my suitcase in the hallway. The place smelled different already, like expensive cologne and leather. Mom laughed and hugged me tight before she grabbed her work bag.“Evangeline, honey, you will love Darius. He is so good to me. And he has been excited to meet you properly. Be nice, okay? I have to run to the office for a few hours but we will have dinner together tonight,” Mom replied, kissing my cheek quick. She rushed out the door, leaving me alone with the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.Darius appeared at the top, tall and broad shouldered, forty seven years old with silver streaks running through his dark hair. His button down shirt stretched across a muscular chest. He smiled down at me with that deep voice that made my stomach flip.“Evangeline. Finally home. Your mother has told me so
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Chapter 8: Obsession Locked InBy evening, the gym was thick with the smell of sweat, oil, and sex. I was a complete wreck legs shaking, hair messy, body covered in dried cum, fresh loads, and oil. Two heavy creampies from Dom were still leaking down my thighs as I stood there naked, trying to catch my breath. The sun was starting to set outside the big glass windows overlooking his backyard pool, painting everything in warm orange light.Dom looked at me with that dark, satisfied smirk, his massive cock still semi-hard and glistening. “Look at you, Riley. My good little athlete all fucked out and dripping. But we’re not finished yet. Cool down time… with a twist.”He reached into a drawer and pulled out a small, smooth pink vibrating egg. “Open your legs.”I spread them on trembling thighs, feeling more of his cum slip out. “Coach… what’s that for? I’m already so full and sensitive.”“It’s for your cool down,” he said, voice low and commanding. He pushed the egg slowly into my cum f
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Chapter 7: Equipment Corruption I was still full of Dom’s cum, my pussy gently pulsing around his thick cock as he stayed buried deep inside me on the bench. My legs were shaky from being pinned in that split for so long. He finally pulled out slowly, a thick glob of his load leaking down my ass. I whimpered at the empty feeling. “Coach… that was so much,” I breathed, trying to sit up. “I can feel you dripping out of me.” Dom smirked, his massive cock still hard and shiny with our mess. “Good. But we’re not done, little athlete. Get up. We’re using the rest of my gym equipment today. Your Coach is gonna fuck you all over this place.” He helped me off the bench on wobbly legs. Cum ran down my inner thighs as I walked. He guided me over to the weight bench area, the mirrors reflecting every inch of us me tiny and oiled and marked, him towering and sweaty and tattooed. “Bend over this bench,” he ordered, voice rough. “Ass up. Grip the barbell rack in front of you.” I bent f
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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
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Chapter 5: Oiled and ExposedI 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 c
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Chapter 4: The “Special Stretch” OfferMy body was already a sweaty, trembling mess after another round of squats and lunges. I stood there panting, hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath while Dom circled me like a predator. The mirrors showed everything my flushed cheeks, the dark wet patch between my legs that had only gotten worse, and him towering behind me, muscles gleaming with sweat.“Fifteen more seconds on that plank, Riley,” he commanded, voice deep and rough. “Core tight. Don’t you sag on me now.”I dropped back down, forearms burning as I held the position. “Coach… it’s so hard. My arms are shaking.”“That’s because you’re weak in the middle,” he said, crouching beside me. His big hand pressed down between my shoulder blades, forcing me lower. “Engage everything. Ass down, back flat. Fuck, look at you holding it. Good little athlete. But I can see you dripping again. Those shorts are fucking ruined.”I whimpered, hips twitching despite myself. “It’s not my fault. E
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