A gym teacher

You slip your teeshirt back over your erect nipples and slide into your jean shorts. You hear the knock again.

"Sorry! Be right there!" You call.

You open the door to see a bearded man in his mid forties. He looks muscular but he's certainly carrying some dad-weight.

"Michelle? I thought I heard someone in here." He says.

"Yeah, sorry, I was, uh-"

"Taking time off for cheerleading practice again?"

"Yeah... Exactly."

"Alright. Well, you're lucky I have a spare. Meet me in the gymnastics room after you change."

You reenter the locker room and open your bag's main pouch: there's a cheerleading outfit. You slide the skirt over your still-wet pussy, as well as the matching top over your erect nipples, and look for the gymnastics room.

You enter the gymnastics room and the teacher is sitting on a chair by the mats.

"I'm glad you take this seriously. Gymnastics, and by extension cheerleading, is an excellent sport." He says, smiling. "We'll start with some free stretches. Do series of toe-touches, splits, and hamstring pulls."

As you finish your last set of stretches you get up and notice the coach staring at you. He looks away bashfully. You realize you're still not wearing any underwear. He's seen everything. You look down to see a small puddle on the mat left over from your unfinished masturbation session.

"What next?" You ask, trying to play innocent.

"You need to work on being tossed, after all... that's why you girls need... me." He responds, hesitantly before regaining his composure. "Alright well, get in front of me. I'll grab you by the waist and toss you. You need to land in the splits."

You line up behind him, rubbing your ass against his groin. He puts his hands on your hips, and suddenly, you feel his erect gym-shorts-covered cock slip out from the ol' waistband tuck and land between your legs. Seeing as you didn't finish in the locker room, the hard cock between your legs is making you incredible horny. Your pussy is sopping wet.

You both freeze, for a moment - his clothed cock touching your wet pussy. You fight it, but instinct takes over. You grind your ass into him and shift your hips along the length of his cock. You feel the pressure building in his cock and he does little to stop it.

You slide your skirt off.

"What are we doing?" He says.

He hesitates. You turn around, pull his shorts down, and stroke his hard dick. You don't know what compels you to do this, but you wrap your lips around the head of his member and suck. After a couple minutes of slobbering the length of cock, you guide his cock to the lips of your pussy.

"I shouldn't." He say.

"Fuck me."

He doesn't.

"Just fuck me."

He doesn't.

"FUCK me!"

Just then, you feel the large length of his cock drive into your teen pussy. You moan as he thrusts back and forth. You can't believe how pleasurable it is for the opposite sex. Your entire body buzzes with sexual energy. He slaps your ass.

"YES." You purr.

He slaps your ass again and turns you around. With your back against the mat, he reenters you. You can see him fully - the slight gut doesn't phase you at all. You're too absorbed in the feeling of his meat sliding deeply inside of you.

He gives you one last vigorous thrust and you feel a wave of hot pleasure wash over you. You feel your pussy constrict around his cock and he fills the depths of your pussy with a couple loads.

Panting, he collapses beside you.

You sit up - cum dripping from your pussy onto the mat.