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Stolen - 2
by Impax (pax420@gmail.com)

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Ah oh, she might be in trouble... (MF, inc, reluc, oral)

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PART TWO

Angie got to school that morning and saw Alex sitting 
the cafeteria with the rest of the kids as they waited 
for the last of the buses to arrive so they could all go 
to homeroom and start their day.

Alex was sitting at the popular girl's table, surrounded 
by about six of them, all touching his shoulders of hair 
occasionally and laughing at his every comment.

Angie saw him and froze, the heavy feeling of betrayal 
sinking in her stomach. She started to turn away, but he 
saw her and called out her name.

"Angie! Where are you going?" he asked.

"Wait! Don't call her over here!" Allison hissed. "What 
are you doing?" 

Alex ignored her, and got up from the table, coming over 
to the his diminutive friend. 

"Hey Angie, did you hear the news? Duncan Hayes got 
injured, and I'm on the team. Coach says he can use me 
after all."

"Congratulations," she said coldly. "I see you've made 
all sorts of new friends."

"Who? Them? They ain't my friends," he scoffed. "Come 
on, Angie, you're my friend. I thought you'd be happy 
for me."

"Oh, I am," she said. "Can't you tell? You should go 
back over there and milk that new popularity for all 
it's worth. After yesterday, I don't think we should be 
friends anymore."

"You can't blame me for that, Angie!" he said, 
scandalized. "I only did what you wanted me to do, and 
you know it!"

"I do know it, and I don't blame you for anything that 
happened yesterday," she said softly. "The reason why we 
shouldn't be friends anymore is me."

"What? I don't understand," he said. She could hear the 
tears in his voice. "What ever happened, we can fix it, 
I promise! Just talk to me, and we can figure this out. 
Please?"

"We can't, Alex," she said. "Remember what you called me 
yesterday?"

"A slut," he whispered, ashen-faced. "I'm sorry I said 
that. I'll never say it again. I'll never think it 
again," he vowed.

"Don't worry about it; it's true," she said matter-of-
factly. "I liked everything we did yesterday, especially 
that last part."

"That doesn't make you..." he started, but she arched an 
eyebrow at him.

"Doesn't it?" she asked. "No, it's true, I am. I 
definitely am, but that presents another problem. If my 
parents find out, they will disown me, and kick me out. 
I'll have nothing and nowhere to go. I can't do anything 
with you anymore, Alex. I'm sorry."

"Can't we still be friends? Like we were before?" he 
asked humbly. "You're my only friend."

"You're my only friend, too," she whispered, then shook 
her head. "I can't. I'd be tempted to... do things 
again, and someone would find out. Someone always finds 
out."

"How are they going to find out?"

"Look at them!" Angie said, gesturing at the gaggle of 
girls staring at them. Actually, most everyone in the 
cafeteria was staring at them. "We're the biggest thing 
to happen all week!"

"Come with me," he said, taking her arm and leading her 
from the crowded room. "I know someplace we can talk 
alone."

"Where?" she asked, following him.

"Coach Johnson is on vacation for another week and a 
half. His office is empty, and unlocked. We can go 
there."

"Are you sure?" she asked doubtfully, but she followed 
him to the gym anyway.

He took her into the boys locker room, and at the back 
of it was Coach Johnson's office. True to his word, it 
was unlocked and empty, and a perfect place for them to 
talk undisturbed.

"Now," he said, taking other her hands in his. "I 
believe you were trying to break up with me. Please 
continue." He put her hands at the small of his back, 
then kissed her.

"Mmph!" she protested, but then she was kissing him 
back. "Oh! Stop that!"

"I'm just getting started, Angie," he whispered into her 
ear, then moved his head down and licked her neck.

"Ohh, shit, Alex, I can't do this..." she moaned, but 
she wasn't stopping him, either. She was pulling him 
tight against her with both arms. "Alex, do you what my 
parents will do if they find out? They will cut me off 
and kick me out."

"No they wouldn't. They love you," he said.

"No, they would. Mother told me this morning," she said. 
"Oh, Alex, this feels so right, but we can't do this 
anymore. After this one last time, you have to promise 
me you'll stay away. Please?"

"This one last time?" he asked.

"Yes. I want it once more," she said. "I want you to 
fuck me again. I need it."

"This won't be the last time," he said confidently, 
untucking her blouse from her skirt in the back. He slid 
his hands onto the bare skin of her back, unhooked her 
bra deftly, then brought them around to the front and 
caressed both her breasts.

"No, it has to be, please," she whispered. "Please, 
promise me!"

"Okay, I promise," he said. "I won't be the one to start 
this next time. I'm going to let you come to me."

"Thank you," she whispered. "I can't be a slut after 
this. Not ever again. Daddy will disown me."

"Don't forget that you owe me a blow-job someday," he 
reminded her.

"Oh!" she exclaimed. "I should get that out of the way 
right now, too!"

"Not today," he told her. "Today, I'm going to fuck you. 
You're still going to owe me that blow-job after this."

Her slacks had an elastic waistband holding them up, no 
belt, so he pushed them down over her ass, taking her 
panties with them.

He lifted her slightly and set her ass on the Coach's 
desk, then smoothly pulled her pants down and the rest 
of the way off. He spread her legs around his waist and 
stepped close, kissing her again.

"Oh Alex, yes!" she moaned, as he lifted her blouse and 
kissed one of her nipples. His hands were busy 
unbuckling his belt, and he was able to push his pants 
down around his knees before trailing a line of kisses 
down her bare belly. 	

"Ohh, oh wait! Not there..." she protested lightly, then 
his mouth was on her, licking and probing into her most 
sensitive area. She felt him suck on her clit for a long 
moment, then he lifted her legs up to her chest and 
pushed them apart.

"Oh, what!" she exclaimed, then he was kissing and 
licking her asshole, and it was one of the best things 
she'd ever felt. Her hips bucked involuntarily, then he 
was standing up again.

"I love you, Angie," he said, then pressed his hard cock 
halfway into her pussy. She threw her head back and 
opened her mouth in a silent scream.

He drew back, then buried his full length inside her. 
Continuing the pace he had begun, he immediately began 
speeding up. Her tits jiggled freely as he fucked her.

Her breath was coming in short little gasps, with the 
cutest of squeaks once in a while as he hit an 
especially sensitive spot and the sensations overcame 
her. She shuddered through a climax as he thumbed her 
clit, still sawing in and out of her.

He slowed the pace a little and let her catch her breath 
somewhat, and they kissed, with him still inside her.

"Ready for some more?" he asked, then began stroking his 
cock back and forth again. He started fucking her again, 
a little harder than before, and soon she was spasming 
again, coming on his cock inside her as far as it could 
get.

He could feel the walls of her pussy rippling on him, 
and knew he couldn't last much longer. He pulled out 
quickly.

"Get on your knees," he told her softly, pulling her off 
the desk and into position. He put one hand on the back 
of her head and the other one guided his cock head 
between her lips.

She looked up at with a perfectly terrified expression 
on her face as he gushed her mouth full of his come.

"Swallow it!" he told her, seeing it drool out of her 
mouth. She did as he said as he took his cock away and 
let go of her hair.

"Oh my god," she said weakly, looking up at him. Her 
face was covered with goo, and she looked beautiful to 
him in her distress. 

A flash of movement caught the corner of her eye. She 
saw a man standing there, watching them with his arms 
folded across his chest and a visible bulge tenting out 
the front of his pants. "Oh my God!" she said again, 
panic in her voice at being caught. Alex saw where she 
was looking, then saw Coach in the doorway.

"Don't get up!" he told Angie, as she started to rise. 
"Congratulations, Alex. I knew I was right to put you on 
the team. Welcome aboard." He winked at the boy.

"Young lady, do you know how much trouble you're in?" 
Coach asked Angie. She nodded, hiding her breasts with 
her hands.

"You can get out of this if you take that shirt off, and 
come over here and suck me off, too." he said. "Alex, 
you don't mind if I use your girlfriend's mouth for a 
minute in exchange for not reporting this, do you?"

"Angie?" Alex asked. "It's up to you."

"No it isn't," Coach said. "Alex, you decide. Tell her 
to get over here and suck me off." he said.

Alex looked at Angie, looking for some sign from her, 
but she was frozen in fear.

"Tell her, Alex, or I report this, and you're off the 
team. Time's up," Coach said.

"Do it, Angie," Alex whispered. Her look of fear turned 
to dismay. "Go suck him off. It's the only way."

She knew he was right. She knew what she had to do. She 
dragged her gaze back across the room and looked at 
Coach. He was grinning broadly.

"Make her get over here, Alex. She's not moving." Coach 
said, a moment later, after enjoying the priceless look 
on the girl's face. It got even better as Alex reached 
out and pushed her gently in the small of her back, 
urging her to go.

"What are you waiting for, Angie? You know you want to 
do this anyway." Alex said. "Go ahead. Be slut. You know 
you want to." 

Alex didn't know if she wanted this or not, but he knew 
that if she didn't, both of them were going to be in 
more trouble than they ever had been in their lives. He 
could get expelled; they both could.

"Oh god," Angie whispered, moving forward, still on her 
knees. "I can't believe this is happening!" She felt her 
heart pounding with excitement, and was glad Alex was 
telling her to do this. It made it much easier to want 
this.

It dismayed her to realize how much she truly did want 
this. She could taste Alex thickly in her mouth, and was 
salivating at the thought of tasting Coach's as well. "I 
really am a slut." she thought to herself. "Daddy is 
going to be so mad when he finds out."

"Good girl," Coach said approvingly, seeing her come 
closer. He took a step towards her and closed the office 
door, locking it. He pulled a handkerchief out of his 
pocket and used it to wipe Angie's chin off, then threw 
it in the corner.

"Okay, now open my pants," he told her. "Go ahead, you 
know what to do."

"Actually, she doesn't," Alex said. "That was the first 
time she ever had one in her mouth. She was a virgin 
until yesterday."

"That's okay," Coach told her. "Go ahead and open my 
pants. It's easy."

"Go ahead, Angie, do it," Alex told her. "Just think of 
it as learning practice for when you give me the one you 
owe me."

"That's right," said Coach, as Angie unbuckled his belt. 
When she had the button and fly open, he pushed them 
down and let them slide to his knees. "Now my boxers... 
good girl. Take it in your hand... now give it a little 
kiss, right on the head."

Angie followed Coach's directions, then opened her mouth 
and let him push it inside as he twined his fingers into 
her hair.

"Let me do it in and out of your mouth," he instructed 
her. "Suck on it as I pull it out. It's okay to let the 
spit drool. There's going to be a lot of it, and 
everyone likes sloppy blow jobs."

Alex watched as Angie let Coach fuck her mouth, and was 
surprised to see her reach up and fondle her own 
nipples. Sucking cock was turning her on! He was glad to 
know that he'd made the right decision, sending her over 
there.

Watching Angie suck off the Coach was turning him on, 
and he soon grew fully hard as he stroked himself. Coach 
saw him doing it, and called him over.

"Come here, Alex, give it to her again. She won't mind, 
will you, Angie?" He pulled out of the girl's mouth so 
she could speak.

"No, I don't mind," she said, pulling her nipples, both 
at the same time. "I want you to fuck me again, Alex."

Coach went to his knees in front of her, so Angie went 
to her hands and knees, and took Coach's cock back in 
her mouth again, all by herself. Alex came over and 
knelt behind her on one knee, the other right next to 
her hip.

He rubbed himself up and down her pussy, once, twice, 
then sank himself balls deep into her with one thrust. 
She moaned onto the mouthful of Coach's cock.

"Oh Angie, I could fuck you all day," Alex moaned, 
stroking in and out of her. "Fuck, you're so tight and 
hot!"

Just then, the first bell rang, signaling the end of 
homeroom and the beginning of first classes.

"Oh shit!" Coach said. "Keep going. I'll write you a 
hall passes."

"Mmmph!" Angie moaned, feeling Alex increase his tempo.

"Let me know when you're about to come," Coach said to 
Alex. "We can give her two loads at once."

He reached down and got Angie to look up at him as she 
continued sucking. "You want that, don't you? You want 
Alex and me to come all over your face at the same time, 
don't you?"

"Mmm-hmm." She smiled up at him.

"You're a little slut, aren't you, Angie? You like both 
of these cocks in you, don't you?" he said down at her. 
She nodded again, still smiling.

"You want to make some real money? I know a lot of guys 
that would pay to fuck a little honey like you. A good 
slut can get rich in this town with the right 
connections." he told her. "I'm connected like that."

"I'm almost there, coach," Alex said, pulling out and 
coming around.

"Good, do it!" Coach told him, pushing Angie's face over 
to Alex. Alex pumped his fist up and down a few times, 
then sprayed a big wad right onto Angie's forehead and 
into her bangs. It ran down the side of her nose as he 
jetted several more spurts onto her cheeks.

"Over here!" Coach grunted, and Angie turned her head 
just in time for Coach to push between her lips and fill 
her mouth to overflowing.

She immediately noticed the difference in flavor and 
texture between Alex and Coach's come, and wondered if 
every man was different. She got even more excited 
thinking about it.

She swallowed instinctively, and Coach let her to it, 
letting her drink down his whole cum shot, then pulled 
his rapidly shrinking cock out of her mouth.

"Okay, kids, go hit the showers. You did good, both of 
you, and I don't need to remind you that this is a 
secret." Coach pulled his pants up and buckled them, 
dismissing them Alex and Angie with a gesture. "I have 
work to do."

Nobody had gym first thing in the morning, so the locker 
room was empty. Alex walked Angie to the shower after 
they had collected their clothes. When they were clean 
and dressed again, hall passes in hand, Angie stopped 
Alex from going into the hallway.

"This was the last time, Alex," she said quietly. "I 
can't do this anymore. My parents... they'll kick me out 
if they find out."

"Like I already promised you, Angie... I won't be the 
one who starts this next time," he said. "You will. I 
can wait until you come to me."

"I can't ever come to you, Alex. Not if I want to have 
my family. I love my parents. I don't want to disappoint 
them like this. I can't." she said sadly. "I have to 
shut this part of myself off, Alex. Please, let me try 
to do that. I can't be like this anymore."

She slipped past him and into the hallway, and he didn't 
see her again for the rest of the day. They didn't have 
any classes together.

To be continued...

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