4/15/2018 7:33:32 AM: Short Story - Coach Taylor SUGGESTIONS Good morning readers! I have been getting a number of messages from you all about what you have thought about the Coach Taylor series so far. I definitely want to thank you for that. I always enjoy hearing what your thoughts are on what I write. I also want to take this opportunity to let you know that I'm always open to hearing what you think should happen next. Where they should go. What they should do. Etc. If you have any thoughts, you are more than welcome to let me know. Please keep in mind the flow of the story. I want to keep it progressively progressing along. So I must likely won't just from their first time together to something like a Gangbang. Thats just not realistic. But! As I said, I'm always open to hearing your ideas :)

4/10/2018 1:29:33 PM: Short Story - Coach Taylor Chapter FiveThe next day, I just dont feel like myself. I have a lot of things running through my mind and, once classes are done for the day, I tell my teammates that I am going to be catching up on some homework all night at the library. So I wont be able to make it to volleyball practice. This should help me get my head in the game and hopefully Ill be able to improve on some of my achedemics. That may not have been the best choice... I spend a number of hours up on the top floor of the library in the quietest corner where I usually study so that I am not distracted by anything. Its nearly 10pm before I even look at the time once. Volleyball practice ended at 8 and I catch myself wondering how it went. But I dont dwell on it for very long. Little do I know that Coach Taylor had other thoughts about how practice went... As im sitting there studying, little do I know that coach has been looking all over the library for me, checking every study room, nook and cubby to find me. Finally, he finds me in my favorite study place. Walking up from behind me, without warning, he grabs my ponytail firmly and leans down right next to me. 'So, you think its ok for you to decide when you want to attend practice? You think its ok to skip whenever you feel like it?' He says, clearly aggitated, whispering in an angry tone. 'N..no coach... I just..... had some studying I needed to do.' feeling his hand holding me tight, making me look slightly upwards. 'I dont care what you had to do. I expect you to tell me personally before practice. What if I wanted to make an example out of you again at practice, huh? what then?'I dont know what to say, unable to think of anything that would make the situation any better. 'Well guess what? I didnt get to. And its a little suspicious that you would miss the night after our little session in the parking lot. Were you too nervous to show because you didnt want your coach knowing how much you liked him fingering that tight little pussy of yours? huh?' he says, tugging at my hair a bit harder. My face blushing, my muscles tensing as he holds me firm. 'N...no coach.... honest' 'Well im tired of giving and giving to everyone on this team without getting any sort or respect or getting anything to gain from this team. Its time that changes, and I think now is as good as any.' With that, coach looks around, not seeing anyone off hand. He then steps back, pulling me up from my chair by my hair over to a small empty study room. Almost throwing me in as he closes the door behind us. 'Ive been getting more and more frustrated with all of the girls on this team and you are going to help me releave some of that frustration.' He says as he regains his grip on the back of my head, pushing me down to my knees infront of him. Before I even have the chance to understand what is really going on, his pants are already undone and his free hand is whipping out his already semi-hard cock. I can see it right in front of me. I begin to feel nervous, shocked that coach would go to this effort to put me in my place. Looking down at me with his hand gripping my hair from behind and his other hand pointing his cock at me. 'Lets go, Katey. Get this cock into your mouth.' he says. I hesitate, feeling fairly overwhelmed as I look up at him, stern as ever, feeling his agression and his dominance as I feel fairly helpless. His hand still holding me firm and demanding. 'Im not going to ask again, Katey' He says, feeling his patience begin to dwindle. Finally, I begin to cave, feeling my mouth begin to open slightly, looking down at his almost hard cock as I lean towards it. I can smell his musk from practice as his cock reaches my lips. I can feel his heart beat pulsing through his manhood as i open my mouth a bit wider to take him in for the first time. 'Damn right, Katey. Be a good girl.' The head of his cock slipping into my mouth as i open my mouth wider. His hand still holding my head firmly as his cock makes its way farther into my mouth. Then he pulls his hips back slightly to slide out and then back into my mouth. His cock fills my mouth as his skin runs over my tongue. 'Mmm you like an older mans cock in your mouth Katey? Ill be your do.' he says, taking both of his hands and placing them on the sides of my head as i kneel infront of him, basically letting him use my mouth as i submit to him. My mind racing, trying to figure out how I get myself into these situations. His cock throbs as he tries to push it into my mouth even farther. His head nearly poking to the back of my throat. His rhythme starting to get a bit faster as he thrusts in and out of my mouth, clearly starting to enjoy himself, not at all worried about anyone catching us this late in the library. 'Mmm ill bet this is the first cock youve had in a long time, isnt it Katey?' he asks as he tries to push me a bit more, feeling his cock continuing to hit the back of my mouth and into my throat. I try my best to take it, keeping my eyes open, trying to breath through my nose. I can finally begin to feel his cock pulse more, his heart rate increasing, hearing him moan from time to time. 'Thats a good little slut. Take thats cock. Take your coachs cock like the submissive little slut you are....' he says under his breath. 'Are you ready for your prize, Katey? Get ready.' Hearing him say that makes me feel even more nervous, wanting to pull off of his cock, but he doesnt let me, holding me firm still as he thrusts again and again into my mouth. His muscles pulsing, flexing until its too late. 'Oh fuck yea, Katey. Fuuuuuuck' He holds my head tight on his cock, feeling load after load shoot into my mouth, his seed coating everything on the inside of my mouth. My eyes wide with shock, disgust, humiliation.... He finishes shooting into my mouth and takes a deep breath, looking down at me as he can see the unease in my eyes. Slipping out of my mouth as he takes a small step back and then leans down towards me. 'Open your mouth, Katey. Lets see it.' he says. My mind frazzled as I do as he tells me to. 'Mmm damn right. Now be a good little bitch and swallow.' he says looking me dead in the eyes. My eyes helpless, feeling the urge not to, but again not knowing what choice I have.... so I do. Gulping twice... Coach Taylor smiles down at me with a dirty, perverted smile. 'Thats my volleyball slut.'

4/9/2018 1:11:58 AM: **********DISCLAIMER**********Its been brought to my attention that, while writing some of my latest journals, there have been some words that have been omitted or changed by Collarspace as the journals are submitted. For example, the word G.A.S.P. would appear as g. I am trying to find ways to avoid having to deal with this issue, but do greatly appreciate all of you readers and your patience as I know first hand that its no fun running across something misspelled or gramatically incorrect as you are reading these writings. Thank you for your support and your continued following. 

4/4/2018 7:23:39 AM: Short Story - Coach Taylor Chapter FourThat night I went home and went straight to the shower. I needed to get myself cleaned up from sweating so much at volleyball practice.... among other things. Standing there in the warm water, letting it run over my curvy figure, my mind races to the thoughts of what just transpired tonight. 'I cant believe he did that' I think to myself'I cant believe.... I let that happen....'I could still feel his finger deep inside of me. Its been ages since anyone has touched me like that, and even longer since I was treated like that. I close my eyes, tipping my head up towards the shower head. 'No one can know what just happened. No one can know what my coach has been doing to me' I think to myself, thinking that my parents would be ashamed of me, my friends would judge me, for letting him tell me what to do, for bending over for him, letting him spank me like i was his daughter to punish, touch me like I was his toy to play with.... 'I feel quite embarrassed....'

4/4/2018 2:29:09 AM: Short Story - Coach Taylor Chapter Three (Cont)behind. His finger sliding in deep, filling my body, making my breathing begin to deepen, begin to quicken. His rhythme beginning to quicken just slightly, his left hand resting on my left cheek as he begins to finger me in the back of his SUV. 'Mmm you like that Katey? You like an older man fingering that tight, innocent pussy?' he says, taking his left hand and bringing it down on my left cheek, spanking me as he fingers me right in the school parking lot. 'Mmm you take that finger you little slut' Slut? Is that what Im being referred to as now? I guess I was half naked being fingered by my coach in the school parking lot, but that was forced... wasnt it? I mean, I didnt really have a choice... His fingering getting faster, basically forcing my body to react, unable to control my whimpering as he fingers me harder. My mind racing, my muscles aching, feeling his hands taking control of the situation. I can feel myself about to climax.. 'Oh thats a good girl, Katey. Orgasm for me. Climax for your coach.' There was little I could do. My forehead fell to the floor of the SUV, my knees pulsing, I could feel it rising from my pelvis as I begin to climax. I hold my breath for a few seconds as my eyes close tight, my mouth dropping open slightly as coach fingers me almost relentlessly. I then gassp, catching up with myself as i orgasm, feeling coach's eyes on my body all the while he does. 'Oh fuuuuuuuck yea Katey. Thats a good girl. Such a good little slut'. Taking a few deep breaths, trying to collect myself. My mind racing. 'what just happened....'