All Is Fair...

Brutal Series:  Coach!Emily/Reader/Cheerleader!Kylie

Summary: AU! Emily hears some things about her co-captain and an unexpected person. She feels compelled to get to the bottom of it. While she does that, she learns that the façade of her team has more cracks in it than she thinks.

Content: Threesome, infidelity, oral sex, strap-on sex (use of a cumming strap on), authority kink. (These tags don't cover everything!)

A/N: I really don't have much of a direction with this story I'm just writing as the ideas come and go and it's been fun. There is a little more plot in this one though and the introduction of some new characters 🤓

Y/n's heart was pounding in her chest. She cut through the crowd of people and walked up to the bar, ID in hand to show that she's freshly 21 and can legally buy a drink.

"Act like you've done this before."

She remembers every single thing Kylie whispered to her as they walked inside. Baxter's was a club in a major college town, but that doesn't mean it wasn't exclusive. Ever since they've opened they tried to keep the number of college kids inside to a minimum, this wasn't a frat party after all. Kylie being Kylie somehow had an easy in and she took advantage of that tonight because she wanted to take Y/n out of her element. She let Kendall influence her too much which she regrets because Y/n was a fun time once she is cracked open.

The music was so loud and the heat palpable. Y/n needed a drink. She made her way up the bar, her hips pressed to the counter. Her beating heart almost stopped when she didn't see a menu anywhere. It would be too amateur to ask for a menu, plus the bartender probably wouldn't be able to hear her anyway. She was freezing up, and holding up the line. People behind her shouted from behind to put in their drinks and grab them from the bar. It seems like no one cared that Y/n was in the way which made her feel incredibly small.

"Two lemon drops, please."

Someone brushes up against Y/n's right side with an unmistakable voice. That sweet voice only belongs to one bubbly blonde.

Y/n turns to her right and Sabrina is smiling at her.

"I never thought I'd see you here."

Y/n's skin went cold despite how hot it is in this place. Not only was Sabrina a force in a short frame, but she was also the captain of the rival team. If there is one someone Hailey hates more than Y/n, it's Sabrina. Hailey hates the girl standing side by side with Y/n.

"I go out all the time," Y/n lies straight through her teeth,

"Bullshit. Who are you here with?"

Y/n is very tense talking to her seeing that she's on the rival team. Sabrina has always been nice to her, liking nothing but a little healthy competition, but she felt like it was her duty as co-captain of her team to dislike Sabrina. She didn't want to talk to her in fear that she would accidentally spill something.

"I'm here with Kylie."

"Kendall's sister? Really? I thought that girl hated your guts? What happened to the sister code? The enemy of my sister is my enemy too..."

Sabrina left Y/n speechless. She didn't expect her to know all of that information, but it shouldn't be surprising knowing that everybody talks.

"Just because they're sisters doesn't mean they're the same person-"

Y/n is interrupted by the bartender sliding two lemon drops their way. Y/n has never had one before, but the way Sabrina downed it made it look like the relief she needed. She followed suit and hoped that she looked as good swallowing it down like Sabrina did.

"They don't have to be the same person, but if what I heard is true, I'm just shocked Kylie brought you here," Sabrina continues the conversation. She was dying to simply hear Y/n speak. She's heard enough from loud-mouth Hailey and her friends, but somehow the co-captain always eludes her. "I'm here with Madi, you should come sit with us? We actually have a section."

The offer was tempting, but Y/n had to get back to Kylie. Plus the idea of being in the same vicinity as both Sabrina and Madison made her skin scrawl. They're not bad people at all, but Y/n has a fear that somehow, someone on her team will see her. The only familiar face in the crowd tonight besides Kylie is Sabrina's, yet there is a paranoia that leaves her a little shaken.

"That's okay. I gotta go find Kylie. Thanks for the drink."

And just like that, Y/n disappears into the bodies of the people on the dance floor.

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Emily hadn’t realized how much of a storm she’s caused. Maybe it's the early Sunday morning practice after two nights dedicated to fun, but Emily's team is dead silent. And, she can't help but feel like it's all fault.

There was a very real divide on her team now and she could feel it. The team was quite literally divided too and it seemed like it was Y/n's half and then Hailey's half. They were never fond of each other but it seemed like they were beginning to outright hate each other. The bickering that ensued when they gathered for leader meetings was too much. The cohesion of the team was at stake because of the tension. Y/n became more vocal against Hailey’s bossiness and Hailey seemed to stand on her guns even harder. Whenever Emily would try to step in at any of the girl's defense, they both gave her a look that shook her. It may just be guilt. Emily’s not sure who knows what but she feels compelled to lay low if she wants to carry this team to another national's win.

On the surface it seems the cause of this new tension is how Kylie no longer stands behind her sister and Hailey, but now she's physically on Y/n's side. Since when did those two become friends? They seem awfully close these days, confusing not only Hailey and Kendall, but Emily too. As their coach it was wrong to be nosy about the interpersonal dynamics of these 20-something year old girls, but she was too damn curious not to wonder.

“How are you feeling after last night?"

“Tired as fuck. I don't think it was smart to go out the night before practice."

"Trust me, you'll get used to it."

Emily listens in on Y/n and Kylie’s conversation. So the two were going as far as hanging out now. From the sound out of it, they were out partying last night. Emily was out last night too and she wondered if she was out long enough if she would've ran across them. She goes to Baxter's specifically because they don't let the college kids in. Last night she was in the clear, but she's always hesitant to go out in the town she works in.

She felt a little tingle inside hearing them chat about what they did last night. Once she got sucked in, it gets harder to pull away from all the drama. It would be totally inappropriate to be jealous of the two, so whatever feeling it is, Emily tries to push it away. It wasn’t her business anyway.

Until it became her business.

According to 3 whispering sophomores, and the messy team manager Emily isn’t that fond of, there is something more than a budding friendship between Y/n and Kylie. Knowing the kind of girl Y/n is, Emily doesn't quite believe the rumor that they were allegedly kissing in the locker room. But, knowing the girl Kylie is, maybe there is some truth to it. What Emily does know that since it just so happens to be a rumor that would be against code of conduct, and affect her team. She had no choice but to call Y/n into her office to address everything.

"Is everything okay, Coach?"

Y/n talks to her as if they don't have a checkered past now. It was a one time thing to Y/n and she feels like it won't happen again.

"Why don't you tell me?"

"What do you mean?"

Y/n's face scrunches in confusion. She has been to practice on time and even these last few days she hasn't been bickering with Hailey. So, there is nothing she's done for Emily to be hinting at any wrongdoing.

"Look Y/n, I know you're a good girl, but I've heard some concerning things yesterday."

"Like what?"

Y/n looked genuinely confused which let Emily know that the rumors were just rumors, but she pressed on.

"Well, this is hard to bring up, but I've heard some things about you and Kylie."

"What about us?"

"That you two were caught kissing in the locker room."

Y/n went into panic mode. Not because those rumors are true, but because her and Kylie's closeness is obvious to everyone around them. And if Emily has heard the rumors, Hailey and Kendall have definitely heard that rumor.

"I-It's not true! Coach, you know me! I would never do something like that!"

"Calm down Y/n, I know. I know you. As the coach I have to address any and all things that could be detrimental to the team."

"Kylie and I have gotten close. We wouldn't do anything like that in the locker rooms though! We're not stupid."

"So you do somewhere other than the locker rooms?"

Emily wishes she could take the words back when she sees the look on Y/n's face. She looks at her with such a dumbfounded look that guilt creeps in to come and bother Emily.

"I'm sorry Y/n, that wasn't necessary-"

"No...no, it's okay I think."

Y/n sits on the chair in front of Emily's desk and drops her gym bag to the floor. Emily can tell she's been holding in a lot of feelings and Y/n begins to talk to her not as Emily the Coach, but as Emily, the woman she's fucked.

"I'm having fun hanging out with Kylie. Yes, we did hook-up once but it was just once. It felt good getting back at Hailey and Kendall even if they don't know about it. But I just feel so fucked up because I don't want Kylie to think I'm using her in some stupid social game, but it honestly feels so good."

Emily witnesses an emotion she's never seen in Y/n before. It's almost like she can see flashes of Hailey inside of her right now. She can either do the adult thing and give her some speech about doing the right thing and being the bigger person. Or, she could indulge Y/n just a tiny bit. After all, she doesn't quite trust Hailey even though Emily still holds the trump card.

"How long has this been going on?"

"Two weeks."

"And you don't plan on stopping, do you?"

Y/n sheepishly shakes her head. She can't but know that Emily is talking about them hooking up again. It has yet to happen, but Y/n feels like it's imminent and she's a little bit scared.

"Kylie's a cute girl, I guess. I never looked at her that way though. Well, I've never looked at any of you that way until..." Emily's voice trails off before she could dig herself into a deeper hole. She's doing a lot of mental gymnastics daily to make sense of what she's gotten herself into. "I guess I'm just shocked that you two are doing what you're doing. You're a little more reserved than Kylie is."

'A little more reserved' may be the understatement of the century. Emily has heard the stories about Kylie but chalked it up to being rumors. Everyone gossips about what can be seen as the typical college behavior of a social butterfly. Y/n, on the other hand, hasn't had any rumors spread about her up until now.

"If you like her then you like her. Don't worry about anything else."

"Yea, but I don't like her like that. She's fun to be around but I can't help but feel bad sometimes. I feel like I'm stuck in a shit situation."

Emily has a soft spot for Y/n. Maybe it's because she can tell that she's terribly shy but somehow manages to push through. Or it could be because flashes of their time together play in her head whenever she's alone with her. She breaks her boundary as coach for what is probably the millionth time this semester. She reaches her hand out and places it against Y/n's warm cheek. They lock eyes and Emily feels even more sympathetic for the girl. It's not easy when you're in Hailey's war path.

"Why don't you two come over to my place this weekend? My girlfriend's out of town, and it's far enough away from campus that know one will see you. You could use a little break."

Y/n's in too much shock to speak. The invite leaves her stunned but she's able to nod her head in Emily's palm. A wide smile spreads across Emily's face at the acceptance of the invite. Maybe they're all playing a devious game with each other.

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"I can't fucking believe this. How the hell did you make this happen?"

Everything about Emily's life seemed perfect. Gorgeous former college cheerleader with an equally gorgeous partner and a big house was the dream. Having a cheer party at Coach's house has been coveted ever since they found her instagram page and saw the photos (of course Emily went private on everything after the last team manager snitched on her team for being so nosy). The only time Hailey had tried to kiss up to Emily was when it was time for the post-nationals party and the entire team wanted to use Coach's house as the venue. Emily always said no, opting for the on-campus dining hall made especially for events like this. It was nice, but not nice like Emily's house.

Kylie was completely lost when Y/n told her that they won't be in her dorm this Saturday, but instead at Coach's house. She asked a thousand questions the entire time Y/n drove the hour to Emily's place. What shut her up was seeing the beauty in person.

"Do you think a college cheerleading coach's salary can afford this?"

"I heard her girlfriend makes hella money and it must be true."

Both of them were hesitant to walk up to the front door. The driveway was like a little parking lot itself. Y/n felt like her car stood out like a sore thumb compared to the two newer cars that belonged to them. It was the first time Y/n has seen Kylie be a little shy. For some reason that made Y/n feel a little bolder and she was the one to knock on the door. Not even seconds later, as if she was expecting them to pull up the moment they did, Emily opened the door for them clad in a bikini top, skirt, and shades.

"About time you two get here. Come on in!"

The house was big on the outside, but looked impossibly bigger on the inside. It was gorgeous, but a lot for just two people. However, all of the decadence had Kylie starstruck. She was damn near giddy just simply standing inside. Her and Kendall come from money, but after being in those shit dorms for months on end, she feels like she's in paradise.

"I was just out back by the pool. Do you want to join me."

"We didn't pack bathing suits or anything like that," Y/n says.

"That's okay. We can lay out naked."

Y/n has been naked around Kylie, she's even been naked around Coach, but being naked around them at the same time felt weird. She was the only one feeling that way though because Kylie and Emily were schmoozing it up as if they've been good girlfriends for years. Y/n was envious of how easy it was for Kylie to talk to people and get them to open up. Emily had spilled some secrets regarding future plans for the team as well as some insight into the process of picking Hailey as the captain. She shocked them by telling them that the "democratic" process of the girls picking their captain isn't so democratic. They had some  say in it, but it seems like Hailey was pushed into the position by some of the administrators that oversees the cheer department. Kylie seemed surprised about all of it too; apparently Kendall doesn't tell her little sister much either.

"Enough cheer talk though. It's the weekend and I don't want to think about that."

Emily felt like she was back in college again. She would get together with her friends and find something to do to give themselves a break after five days of school work and cheer practice. The only difference was that she and her college friends' didn't have such an intense relationship. There was drama, but there were no Haileys' or Kendalls' running around. Nor was there a her -- crossing a huge line.

"What else is there to talk about? Cheer is the only thing we have in common."

"Hmm, not entirely," Emily shoots Y/n a look before looking back at Kylie. "I think some of us share more in common than you'd think."

"Yea? Like what?"

Y/n swallows hard, looking between Kylie and Emily. She knows that her and Kylie are here for a reason, but she's nervous to think about dragging Kylie into this hole with her.

"I'm sure we have a lot of other interests than just Cheer. I know I'm your coach, but I've been your age too."

Y/n feels a bit of relief that Emily didn't outright say what they had in common: Y/n.

"What was college like for you, Coach? Was there more or less drama? I know there was Myspace, or whatever, but everything feels so much worse since there are like a million social media apps to torment each other on."

"There was drama, but you girls have got us beat. Some of you are downright horrible to each other! No to mention how so many of you are sleeping together."

"Wait, you've heard those rumors?" Kylie tried to play it off as 'rumors' but her face gave her away. She may have never been invited to one of those sleepovers, but she knows that they happen. She was naïve to think that Emily hadn't heard about them.

"I didn't have to hear the rumors. I've seen things myself. Right, Y/n?"

Kylie pauses to look between Y/n and Emily, and suddenly it made sense. Why else would Emily invite them over if the two weren't close in some way? Kylie just didn't think that Y/n was the one that Coach was allegedly "being weird with." Unbeknownst to them, there was also a rumor about Coach potentially hooking-up with one of the girls on the team. To Kylie it seemed to have no basis and came completely out of nowhere. People have made up completely untrue and off-the-wall rumors before, so of course she thought this was another one of them. She had kept that rumor to herself, and she's glad that she did, but now she feels like her mind is completely blown knowing that there is indeed truth to it.

"You two?" Is all Kylie can say. Y/n is dead silent, but she looks like a deer caught in headlights. Kylie is shocked, but she's not judging. Not at all. Emily is hot so she doesn't blame Y/n whatsoever. She knows it's not right for someone in Emily's position to be messing around with the people on her team, but honestly she didn't care. They were all of age and a little fun wouldn't hurt. She actually thinks if more people were fucking the team would be less tense.

"Holy shit," she continues, "for how long?"

"It was just a one time thing," Y/n quickly interjects. She sounded like she was embarrassed by the topic, but who was she fooling?

"It doesn't have to be a one time thing though."

Kylie was intrigued. So much was happening under her nose, and she wanted all parts of it.

"Not without me though, right?"

Emily laughs at her reaction, always the eager one Kylie is.

"Of course not, come here."

Emily beckons Kylie to come over. She stands up, her body fully exposed. Kylie was much more confident compared to Y/n. When she had her first moment with Coach, she was like a babbling idiot. She had wrestled with the morality of what she was getting herself into, something that Kylie doesn't seem to think twice about.

Once you're in this deep there is no point in being all shy about it. Emily makes room for Kylie to join her on her lounge chair. Kylie is smiling from ear to ear, giddy that she finally gets to be a part of the action she's heard people whisper about. She doesn't hesitate to press her lips, or her tits, against Emily's. Kylie seems almost insatiable as she slides her tongue into Emily's mouth within seconds of contact. She presses into Emily. Her nipples are already hard and poking against Emily's bare skin. Emily enjoys the sensation as she indulges herself in the fantasy completely. It was never her plan to become a serial cheater, but she won't lie and say she isn't enjoying it. There was something about fucking a girl and then fucking her little sister a few weeks later that made her feel like a rowdy college 20 year-old again. When she fucked Hailey with Kendall and Bella watching, that was to assert her dominance. This is for pure fun.

She looks over at Y/n while Kylie keeps their kiss going. She looks like she's seen a ghost. There was always something so cute about how unsuspecting Y/n could be that it makes Emily want to see a different, nastier side of her. Emily pulls away from Kylie's lips, but Kylie keeps going by kissing her jawline all the way down to her neck where she sucks at her flesh. Emily's smile is haunting.

"Are you gonna watch, or are you going to join?"

Just like she was compelled the first time she messed around with the coach, and just like the time with Hailey and Kendall, Y/n felt her body making the decisions for her. She got up and walked over to the other side of Emily. Emily grabs the back of her head so she won't run away and kisses her. It's hard to contain herself when she has one pretty girl kissing her and the other sucking on her neck. Emily was in heaven and spoiled rotten.

They all smelled of sunscreen and soon desperation. It was Kylie who was the first one to reach over and grab somebody because she wanted her hands full. Her hand landed on Y/n's breast and she squeezed it before flicking her nipple with her thumb. Y/n moaned into Emily's mouth before she had to pull away and moan out loud at Kylie's teasing.

Emily wasn't sure what she wanted to do. With the other three it was much easier to figure out because she knew what she had to do. However with Y/n and Kylie, she didn't know if she just wanted to indulge in play with them or fuck them like she did Hailey. She did know that she wanted to eat Kylie's pussy. How eager she is must mean that she's dripping honey between those thighs. Emily feels her pussy getting wetter in excitement just at the thought of that sweet taste. She also decides that she wants to get in Y/n's pussy and fuck the shit out of her. It was so disarming Hailey, it will probably be equally fun to open Y/n up one stroke at a time.

"Okay you two," Emily tries to regain her composure, forcing herself to sound steady. She's the one in charge. "Get on all four next to each other."

There was enough space on the chair for them to assume the position. Emily gets on her hands and knees behind them. The sight of their asses spread to show off their pussies was even more delicious than watching Hailey, Kendall, and Bella suck her strap. It leaves her in disbelief that all of this really has happened. Kylie is unsurprisingly wet, but seeing Y/n dripping was a treat. She seemed to be so shy today despite this not being her first time hooking up with Emily and Kylie. She hasn't told Kylie about her little situation with Coach, and she wanted to keep it that, but right now it doesn't really matter.

Emily runs a finger along Y/n's wet slit, pooling the liquid on her finger. She can hear her inhale sharply and bite her lip. She wanted to say "you're always so sensitive" but she was under the impression that this was supposed to be a 'surprise' moment. She turns her attention to Kylie and does the same, but Kylie doesn't hold herself back, she moans loudly at Emily's touch. Both seem to be so docile and Emily found fun in that. Part of her draw to being a cheer coach was that people had to listen to her. She tried not to get a big head over that, but she had already used her power in a terrible way. She's certain that if she told them to jump they would ask how high. So if she wanted to see them kiss, they were going to do it for him. Y/n was so nervous she could feel the butterflies in her stomach. She had never kissed anyone in front of another person, let alone have a threesome. It was her Kylie that was bolder than her once again. After showing Emily their cunt's, they were facing each other and Kylie began to kiss Y/n. Emily sat back on the other lounge chair and watched them. Kylie loved the taste of Y/n on her lips and the soft skin on her ass. Their lips mold together as her tongue slides into Y/n's mouth. Y/n hums against her mouth and feels her anxiety start to melt away. Emily was right there watching them, but she was beginning to forget about their little audience as the two kissed each other. She reaches up to caress Kylie's perky tits. Her nipples are so hard against her palm that they feel like pebbles. Y/n squeezes them once, making Kylie moan into her mouth.

"I bet you want to taste her so bad...bury your face in her tight pussy," Emily whispers into Y/n's ear. She comes over as stealthy as a snake, pressing into Y/n's back. She brushes her hair away. She kisses her ear and she's so close that he can also feel Kylie's heat. Emily was right, Y/n was dying to taste Kylie's sweet cunt again. The sight of the two cheerleaders kissing was the hottest thing. She was so turned on imagining how fun it would be to bury her strap in either one of them while they desperately make out with each other.

"Sit on her face," Emily instructs. They listened as she called the shots, but they were acting out their own desires.

Y/n lay on her back and Kylie was quick to straddle her. She's daydreamed about being with Y/n again in all of her classes. She wondered why her new friend was so hesitant, but it didn't matter anymore. With a leg on each side of her head, Kylie lowers her pussy onto Y/n's face. She grabs onto her round ass, spreading her cheeks to expose both of her holes to a starring Emily before flicking her tongue against Kylie's sensitive clit.

"Oh god!" Kylie moans sharply before she bends over herself and buries her face in Y/n's pussy.

It was when she got the taste of Kylie's pussy on her tongue that she realized all of her worries were completely gone. She's taken back to when she got to touch Kylie's tits for the first time and when their pussies met each other in desperate movement. Now she was eating her pussy for the first time and she was far from disappointed. She licked her as if she was drenched and only her sweet juices could satiate her. Her moans get louder as she licks Kylie's precious clit harder; not because of Kylie now sucking her clit, but because she was lost in licking her perfect pussy. Emily couldn't help but touch herself watching their enthusiasm for each other's pussy. The sound of the slurping and sucking at each other made her as wet as them. She was almost jealous watching them please each other. She couldn't stay away for long.

Y/n and Kylie were too busy eating each other out to notice that Emily had up and disappeared. When she came back they were still like that, licking and sucking each other's sexes to try to get the other to cum first. Emily didn't want to interrupt their fun, but she wanted in on it.

Y/n felt something poke at her face and she opened her eyes and saw Emily standing over her now wearing a strap-on. It was dangerously close to Kylie's slit and Y/n thought she was going to slide into her wet twat, but Emily pointed it at her face, signaling that she wanted Y/n to open wide to take it in. Y/n did so and got a mouth full of Emily's thick strap. She gagged on it as it hit the back of her throat. It was so thick and wide. She remembers what it was like when Kendall fucked her face, but it was nothing like this. Kendall and Hailey can't hold a candle to Emily with all of her years of experience. She makes Kendall's face fucking look weak and shallow. Emily's strap was much bigger and Y/n was choking on it. Kylie's face was still buried in her pussy which overwhelmed her senses. Emily pulled out of her mouth when she heard Y/n gag one more time. Y/n inhaled deeply before moaning from Kylie's tongue pushing into her slit. She looked up Emily wondering if she was going to fuck her face again, but Emily walked away from her and over to Kylie's side.

Kylie was much more receptive to that thick strap in her mouth. She took it in with much more ease and let Emily grab onto her head and fuck her mouth while Y/n put her mouth back on Kylie's. It was just so fun for Emily to see them sucking on her strap and seeing how much they could take. Kylie didn't take her eyes off of Emily's.

"You're such a slut, just like your sister."

Kylie wasn't sure if Emily was just teasing or insinuating something more. Either way, she loved dirty talk.

"Mmm, I think I'm better than Kendall. I bet I can take that strap better than her or her friends."

Emily's like Kylie's little smart mouth, so much so that she didn't fill it again. Instead she pulled her off of Y/n and made her lay on the empty chair. Her legs were spread and she showed off her tight body to Emily. She had some of the best tits Emily has ever seen in her life, her nipples a soft pink. Kylie was practically begging to be fucked in ruined just laying there like that. Y/n was by her side, playing with her tits again while Emily grabbed Kylie's thighs. She lined her strap up with her sloppy hole and pushed in with ease.

"You certainly know how to take a big dick," Emily teases her. Kylie inhales sharply and throws her head back in ecstasy. Every single inch feels so fucking good that she might cum already.

"Fuck! I want it deeper!" Kylie whines.

She was too eager, barely giving Emily time to create a rhythm. She was turned on and wanted to get fucked hard now.

Instead of teasing her, Emily gave her what she wanted. She started to pump into her with much more vigor now. Y/n watched mesmerized as Kylie laid there, tits bouncing, as she took Emily's strap with ease. Soon each thrust became much harder and faster than the last one and Kylie was able to take each one with ease. What nearly sent her over the edge was Y/n rubbing her clit while Emily fucked her. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she felt a delicious burn in her stomach. She was so close, her moans and body language gave that away. And just as she was about to hit her high, Emily took it away from her. She pulled out of her pussy, leaving her empty.

"Your turn Y/n."

Emily dragged the lounge chair next to them over so she could connect the two. Y/n laid on it and was still next to Kylie. Emily switched from Kylie's tight pussy to Y/n's. She enjoyed fucking Kylie, but she couldn't forget how Y/n was her first fuck of the team which made her special and her favorite. Her wet pussy and Emily's strap being soaked in Kylie's arousal made it slip in easily into Y/n's twat. Emily was impressed with how easy she was able to take it. She doesn't know about the time Hailey stuffed her or that Y/n bought herself a dildo shortly after that to fuck herself at night with.

Kylie returned the favor and rubbed Y/n's clit while Emily fucked her. Y/n legs trembled and she wondered how Kylie could withstand it earlier without cumming. She had to hold herself back so she wouldn't embarrass herself and cum so quickly but it just feels so good and Emily wasn't letting up on her poor pussy.

"Fuck her good Coach. Stretch her pussy out," Kylie moans in Y/n's ear. She never thought she'd see something like this happen so she was enjoying every moment. She couldn't help but suck on Y/n's tits while Emily fucked her. She was seconds away from an orgasm that Kylie didn't get to have. It would be unfair to deny one but let the other get what they want. So Emily pulls out prematurely again. Y/n whines and she whines loudly.

"Don't be a little brat," Emily grips her thigh while letting her strap lay on Y/n's pussy. "I want to see how good my team gets along. Kylie you want to help me fuck Y/n?"

Kylie bites her lip in excitement and nods eagerly.

Emily likes to see her girls on all fours. There is something so sexy about it. Kylie spreads Y/n's cheeks to show her off to Emily again. She's holding her with a good grip, just waiting for Emily to slip inside of her. She watches intently as Emily's strap plunges into her again. Seeing her stretched out up close made her moan.

She continues to pace and starts fucking Y/n hard again. Her ass was slapping against Emily's thighs with such a strong force thanks to Kylie pushing Y/n back onto Coach's strap. Kylie was delighted watching Emily fuck her friend. Every single inch that disappeared in Y/n's pussy and then reappeared was covered in a sticky mess. Her mouth watered at the sight like a dog in heat. Pair that with the sound of sweaty skin slapping together. Her perfectly manicured nails were digging softly into Y/n's ass. Both of her holes looked delicious, so much so that Kylie leaned down and licked Y/n's exposed asshole causing her to yelp in shock. Emily was a little shocked too but loved it.

"Filthy girl," she means to whisper but it's loud enough for both of her cheerleaders to hear over the sound of slapping skin. "Always putting that cute mouth to use. Open up."

Emily slides out of Y/n's pussy and into Kylie's open mouth. The taste fills her mouth and overwhelms her senses. She moans as she bobs on Emily's strap. It only lasts for a brief moment before Emily slides back into Y/n. Kylie doesn't mind how sloppy they're getting; her saliva is trailing from her lips to a glob left on Y/n's ass. Kylie was just more than happy to put on a show for Emily. She slaps Y/n's ass a few times before grabbing her hips and helping Emily fuck her.

Y/n was a whiny mess from the amount of pleasure she was receiving. She felt overwhelmed but couldn't bring herself to stop wanting more. She had completely let go. She was on the edge, about to cum harder than she maybe has before. Each thrust made tears well in her eyes. Then she feels a hand, Kylie's hand, start to rub her clit while Emily drills into her. Her voice felt like it was snatched from her and her body froze. She screams all over Emily's strap on. Eventually a strangled cry escapes her lips.

"Fuck!" She cries out.

Kylie feels Y/n's clit pulsing against her hand. She groans at how erotic it feels. She's had many sexual experiences, but this has easily topped it. And, it's not even close to being over.

Y/n's legs felt like jelly, but the energy from Kylie and Emily kept her going. In a haze feels lips against hers and she begins to move them. Her and Kylie kiss again, but this time it's much sloppier. She can taste faint traces of herself on Kylie's tongue. She never expected to love the taste of herself on someone else's lips.

"Your turn now," Emily slaps Kylie ass to catch her attention. "How do you want it?"

"I want to ride that dick, Coach."

The sparkle in her eyes made Emily's heart skip a beat. She was excited to fuck Kylie again. Her enthusiasm and vigor makes her such a good fuck. She watched Kylie sink down onto her strap with ease. Her pretty titties bounce up and down with her steady pace. She was in control and Emily let her be.

"You like stuffing your little cheerleaders', Coach?" Kylie bites into her bottom lip and bats her lashes at Emily. She had a nasty mouth on her and was seemingly insatiable.

Emily nods her head, hypnotized by the movement of Kylie's titties.

"If I knew I had sluts like you on the team I would've line you all up and fuck you."

Kylie starts off at a moderate pace, a pace that makes it easy for Y/n to open her mouth and capture her nipple into her mouth. One of Y/n's arms wraps around her waist and down to Kylie's ass. Just like Kylie helped Emily fuck her, Y/n was going to do the same this time. One thing she can say for sure is that Kylie takes Coach's strap much deeper and harder in her pink pussy. Y/n was in awe at Kylie's ability. Kylie was riding Emily's strap with such precision that she didn't need Y//n's help but she still kept her hand on her thick ass. She spits on Kylie's tight hole and watches it drip down. The strap was now covered in both of their arousal as the seconds passed. Emily fucks up into her, meeting Kylie's thrust. The tip of her cock brushes against her sweet spot with every thrust. How Kylie is able to keep herself up is beyond Y/n because she would be a shaking crying mess if she was getting fucked this hard by Coach. She was envious, feeling a deep craving to be split open like a slut. Maybe it's because of who she is and her demeanor that Emily doesn't treat her the same she treats Kylie. She can't be something she's not, but she wanted to be free and sexy like Kylie.

"Oh god don't stop!" Kylie cries out. No one has ever made her feel this good before. From the way Emily fucks her and how Y/n caresses her, she's in heaven.

She comes down one more time on Emily's strap until she pauses to cum. The head of the strap rubs directly against her sweet spot, prolonging her orgasm. She feels euphoric, like her entire body is floating on a cloud. Emily holds onto her hips and Kylie can feel multiple rings on Emily's fingers pressing against her skin. She reveled in that feeling of fucking someone taken. Sure, she might feel a little guilty later, but her feelings about getting fucked by her Coach trumps anything else right now.

Kylie leans back on her hands and rolls her hips to let the strap fall out of her.

"Mmm, look how sloppy that pussy is," Emily hums. Kylie's hole is thoroughly used yet Emily has to show restraint so she doesn't slide back into her.

Neither of them have been keeping track of the time, but their tryst had made them forget everything. The sun had dipped behind one of the neighboring houses, but that warm, orangey haze still lingered. Emily could feel a little soreness in her hip from the constant thrusting. She still felt like she could go all night, but it was going to start getting dark soon and the girls were going to have to head back to campus. It's funny, she'll fuck them, but she draws the line at letting them stay the night at her home. But before they go she wants to give her team's co-captain one last fuck with a big finish.

"You think she has one more in her?" Emily nods her head towards Y/n who was shocked to realize that the two of them didn't seem finished.

"She can take more, Coach," Kylie eggs her on. She didn't want the night to end, but if she gets to see Emily fuck Y/n one more time she won't mind delaying the end.

"I don't know, her pussy is probably sore."

"I can warm her up again."

They talk about Y/n as if she's not there. Emily and Kylie have never, ever been close but just in a few short hours they've seemed to bond. Kylie was the kind of girl Emily liked to hook-up with before her current relationship. She was quick and always ready, Emily loved that.

Kylie lays on the lounge chair and Emily encourages Y/n to get on top of her. Y/n is wondering how they don't seem sore or worn out. She wants to be able to keep up so she listens, her pussy in Kylie's face. Her friend doesn't waste a second and begins to slowly lick her pussy. Y/n sighs, the wet licks to her pussy giving her some relief and relaxing his muscles. Above her Emily is pushing the strap back into Y/n's wet twat. She holds onto her hips and drags her back on her strap. Kylie stops licking and watches up close Emily fucking Y/n. She was moaning even though she wasn't the one getting fucked. Y/n was starting to be able to take the length and girth of Emily's strap as well as Kylie. Kylie felt proud of her friend and rewarded her with rubbing her clit with her tongue.

"Such a good girl Y/n," Emily purrs.

It's the praise that always gets to Y/n. She loves being seen as the good girl to whoever's in charge, even if that means having her pussy filled with a thick strap.

Y/n's nipples graze Kylie's stomach as she moves back and forth on Emily's strap. She softly cries out in pleasure. She's not sure she's going to be able to cum again, but she just loves the feeling of Emily steadily fucking her and Kylie beneath her.

Emily hasn't used this strap-on in a while. It was a special one that she has only used on her girlfriend. Just with a push of a button she can cum inside of Y/n. A strong sense of power swells inside of her and she feels invincible.

"You ready for me to fill you up baby? I think your tight pussy wants to be filled with cum."

Y/n moans without saying a single word. She's not paying attention to Emily's word, just the consistent thrusting. Her eyes roll in the back of her head as Emily starts to fuck her faster and faster. She was lost in pleasure until she felt a cool blast of liquid inside of her. She pauses in shock, completely shocked. She thought Emily was just talking to talk, but no, she really came inside of Y/n with her strap.

"Oh, my pretty little co-captain loves being filled," she teases.

Y/n was too stunned to even move. It wasn't just the surprise of being filled, but learning in the moment that she's obsessed with the feeling of cum being pumped inside of her. She feels so dirty but in the best way possible.

Kylie was shocked too, but she was too busy sticking her tongue in Y/n's pussy and letting the fake cum drip onto her tongue as it mixes with Y/n's arousal. She gives her long licks before flicking her tongue against Y/n's clit in delight.

As much as Y/n loves the feeling, she gets off of Kylie and turns around to face her. She loved being able to see the mix of arousal, saliva, and the fake cum on Kylie's face. She licks her chin to collect that mixture. Kylie sticks her tongue out, waiting patiently for Y/n to share. Y/n doesn't hesitate to let the mixture slowly drop onto Kylie's tongue; the nastiest thing she's maybe done in her life. Seconds later she captures Kylie's lips and makes out sloppily. As they kissed they became further consumed in each other. They seemingly forgot that their coach was watching them. Emily didn't mind watching earlier and she doesn't mind watching now. Even after all the fucking they did today, she feels a little bit like a voyeur watching them. She had gotten so turned on throughout the entire time but her poor pussy feels a little neglected. She decides to take the strap-on off and lay on another lounge chair and rub her clit to the sight of her two cheerleaders making out naked on top of each other. She's accepted that the line she's crossed is no longer there.