No - she refuses and flees.

"I - I - " Nat hesitates, on the precipice, then she suddenly jerks away from Coach Trave's groping fingers. "N-No! I can't - I won't!"

"What?" Trave's face darkens.

"I...I'm not going to apologize!" Nat backs away from him.

"Why you little - fine! Get outta here then, you little hussy!" Trave scowls, leaning forward and swatting her ass hard. Natalie yelps and flees.

As she bangs the office door open, she runs head-first into a small crowd of fellow students heading out of the changing rooms. She slams into a red-banded brunette girl, who yelps as she topples to the floor.

"Sorry-sorry-sorry!" Nat gasps, flushing as she suddenly becomes aware that she's the only naked one, covering her tits with one arm and her crotch with the other. "I...uh...I..."

"Jeez, bitch! Watch where you're going!" the girl snaps, angry. "You totally threw off my rhythm..."

"Your...?" Nat glances around and turns even more red as she realizes that one of the boys has his pants open, half-hard cock hanging out. "Oh, I - "

"Nah, don't worry about it, hon," the boy says casually to his girlfriend. "Honestly, since you're down there..." He grins and steps forward so that he's standing over her, his cock bobbing over her face.

She smiles. "Oh? Well...ok then..." Sitting up, she leans forward and manages to capture the head of his cock with her mouth, sucking obediently.

"Ugh. Lovebirds," one of the other boys says with a laugh. "We'll see you at the bus, assholes." The whole crowd departs, chuckling, as Natalie edges toward the lockers.

"What were you in such a hurry about, anyway?" the boy calls after her.

"She's just a weird, flighty girl," Coach Trave says before Nat can answer. He's leaning in his office door, watching the blowjob with interest. "Came in my office all slutted up but then didn't want to fuck. Neurotic, I think. Say, son, mind if I use your girl? I've got a ragin' hardon from that tease, and I'd like to get rid of it."

"Uhhh." The boy considers for a second, then shrugs. "Sure, why not?" Below him, his girlfriend's eyes widen. "Becky, why don't you get up and suck Coach off standing? That way I can fuck you properly."

"Mmmph," Becky says as she releases his dick. "Are you - uh - are you...sure? All...all right...ah!" Her boyfriend, with a brisk nod, pulls her up and spins her around to face Coach Trave, pushing her forward so that she bends at the waist. He pulls her shorts down as Trave opens his pants and Becky hesitantly begins to suck. She moans as her boyfriend sinks his cock slowly and smoothly into her cunt.

"That's it. Fuck her forward onto my dick, she's a little hesitant." Trave sighs contentedly as the boy obliges.

"No problem, Coach." The men are ignoring her, fully focused on their pleasure, as Nat sneaks out of the room and back to the girls' lockers - but she sees Becky, despite her spitroasting, glaring at her sideways as she heads out. Oh no...that's my fault... She changes quickly and, as the last straggling (often staggering) girls return from the showers to change, heads toward the schoolbuses. She's **** to dart past the threesome again on the way out, but this time no one even seems to notice her: Becky's been pushed all the way to the hilt of Trave's cock and is sputtering and **** as she moans in pleasure from the pounding her boyfriend's giving her.