She was waiting for him in the women's locker room as he expected, she usually did. She would sit on one of the hard benches in the gym for hours, far away from the ring, watching the men wrestle, looking at their muscles swell and stretch, watching them grasp each other, their bodies entwined, working, grabbing and holding, fighting (over her she imagined). She watched their firm thighs and asses, the bulge in their groins, beneath the tight suits.
When the last fighter had gone, the lights were shut down, she silently sneaked into the locker room and eagerly took off her clothes. Her panties were wet, she held them to her nose and drew in the scent, shuttering. The showers were dripping, creating eery echoes and the room was damp and warm. She heard him coming in the corridor; she threw a towel on the wet floor and stood on all fours, holding her ass toward the door, exposing her soft and swollen tender parts. She heard it swing open and held her breath, ashamed but exhilerated.
" So you're here again" he said.
She nodded, her hair falling over her shoulders, her small breasts swinging slightly. She stretched her ass toward him and heard the coach grunt as he took off his trainers. He came closer and stood behind her, she didn't look but she knew he was holding that big hard cock he had, looking at her ass. Suddenly he smacked her and she gasped.
"You little slut" he said and she felt the head of his dick rubbing her wet crack.
"Shut up and fuck me!" she said "fuck me, asshole!"
She closed her eyes and he penetrated her, drove the cock home all the way, and while he fucked her hard she saw the men wrestle, saw them grunt and sweat, saw herself standing on all fours in the ring while they pulled down their suits, exposing huge cocks and saw them take turns fucking her; she felt herself coming while the coach hammered her and she saw herself sucking them all and she screamed and screamed and screamed, the roar rolling through the room, hitting the tile walls and bouncing all over, never ending and the coach grabbed her throat and she felt his dick way up inside, roaring as his hot cum came spraying her and she saw them all coming on her, in her cunt, in her mouth, in her face and she fell to the floor while her body cramped and she soaked her fingers in their white creamy tears.
The coach grunted and walked to the shower, his swollen cock dangling like a trunk, small drops falling to the floor. She looked up at the old man and hated him. But she knew she would be back on Tuesday.