Visit Faith

I know where Faith lives, she rents an apartment very close to the college and I decide to pay her a visit. She is the only one from my trio who doesn’t live with parents or siblings. I wonder how often does this freckled redhead receive visitors?

It takes less than ten minutes for me to arrive at her apartment building. The place seems rather old and cheap but clean enough. I find her name on the doorbell list and press the button. After waiting for about half a minute without hearing anything else, I press again. This time there is an immediate response – “Who is it?” A familiar female voice asks suspiciously.

“Coach,” I answer simply. There are no other questions asked over the intercom system and after a moment, I hear the buzz indicating that the front door has been unlocked.

Faith greets me at the entrance wearing nothing more than a large t-shirt that barely covers her juicy hips and a pair of white panties. Her hair is messy and unbrushed after the recent shower back at the pool, making her look even more adorable. “What brings you here, Coach? Is everything alright?”

“Everything’s fine,” I reply with a smile while stepping inside without invitation. “I came to **** you.”

Faith stares at me for few seconds before slowly nodding her head up and down. “Oh… okay then.” She steps aside allowing me access into her small living room filled with various gaming consoles and posters depicting anime characters. " I assumed that you are hunting outside the team. Please, don't hurt me, much, coach"

"You don't look surprised."

"Announcement from the skies said that you could do that to anyone. For the first few days I expected it any minute..." She answers shyly, blushing heavily.

"Wait, you remembered? Others seem to remember only after I start **** them."

She shrugs nervously. "I guess I am different... It puzzled me that no one else remembered, I started thinking I imagined the whole thing..."

"I had similar thoughts!" I laugh "Until Jenna made me snap, I **** her as punishment and... nothing happened." I chuckle some more remembering how easy it was to take advantage of her. "Can you imagine that I resisted my urges until very recently? Fool. "

"I... guess... " She mumbles and pulls her T-shirt above her head revealing two naked tits covered in freckles. They are small and perky, so different to large softness of Amelia or firm Jenna's beauties. Yet they have their own charm.

"Nice," I say appreciatively.

"Am I second after Jenna? Or did you already... others?" Faith asks curiously as she stands bare-chested in front of me. She takes it far better than one would expect

"Third. Amelia needed some breathing training and I helped her out." I smirk remembering how good those big boobs felt. Now I have a perfect ass of a short girl to ravage

"Breathing technique? Oh... ohhhh! That sounds creative!" She giggles awkwardly "I... I hope she didn't suffer much..."

"Nope, she took it like a champ she is." I misrepresent what really happened with a casual lie. " But enough talking, let's get to business shall we?"

"Yes, coach," Faith nods obediently and turns around presenting her cute butt clad in plain white cotton panties. Then she bends forward putting both hands on the sofa armrest. Her legs are slightly spread apart giving me an excellent view of her pussy through thin fabric.

I step closer and place my hand on top of her ass groping roughly. My fingers sink deep into flesh squeezing hard enough to leave marks. "Mmmm... such a nice juicy butt. Are you a virgin?"

Faith shakes her head negatively. "No, I lost it during last holidays at a party with a cute guy."

"That is unfortunate but not unexpected for someone who looks like you." I comment while rubbing circles over smooth skin before pulling down her underwear exposing pink folds beneath.

She shudders before replying "He was just drunk. Guys of my age don't pursue me usually. I am short, have those non-feminine swimmer's muscles and no tits whatsoever..."

"Of your age?" I ask confused.

"Yes, older man like you who value youthfulness tend to ogle me. You stared at my ass long before the announcement."

"I am not old!" I slap her ass playfully but with enough strength to send a jolt of pain through her body making her yelp softly. "But you're right about your assets being appreciated by men like myself."

I ponder how to continue from there. It doesn't feel like ****. Faith is comfortable... wet and even far less shy than in our usual interactions. She wants it. This much is obvious. While there is nothing wrong in kinda consensual sex with a horny teenager, part of me demands domination to turn it into something she won't enjoy.