Bad Coach

He grew up in sports and made a living playing foot ball at different levels making it all the way to the NFL as a back up linebacker, but he never got to play in an actual game.

He had to give it up when his knees gave out. He was able get this high school job to support himself through his later years. He was a big man but his bad knees had slowed him down and he lost a little muscle and gained a little fat. Still, he looked intimidating in his track suit and the boys liked him.

Football season was over and he was coaching the boys wrestling team these days. On this particular day was staying in the gym after classes were over. He was meeting four 18 y.o. girls from Miss Thompson's phys-ed class. They had been doing some wrestling practice in her class and wanted to move up to the next level and represent their school in tournaments. It was a small school and these were they only girls interested so it was decided the he could coach them and they could travel with the boys team to away matches. Bill wasn't sure how this would work out so he decided to meet them alone to assess their capabilities first. If it worked out, he would integrate them into the boys team. They were a little late. "Not off to a good start" he fumed. Finally he heard them coming down the hall, chatting and giggling amongst themselves. They came in the gym and approached Bill. Four very attractive girls dressed in matching black leotards and lace up boots. One girl was actually filming another girl with her camera. When they got in front of him he ordered "Put the camera down!" The girl with the phone looked shocked. "In fact, put all your phones on that chair" He continued. He didn't like their disrespectful attitude. They got rid of their phones and returned to him, looking up at him sullenly. The one that was filming said "I was only making a video of Jenna for her blog. I would have stopped once the practice began." "Blog! What Blog!" Bill asked. The girl replied "Jenna's an Instagram influencer. She also has a You Tube site. She has a lot of followers." Bill huffed "Well, the only one your following here is me! Lets get started. I have to see what you have learned from Miss Thompson so we can build from there. Okay Jenna. Since you're the star of this show, you can go first. On the mat!" Bill watched her go on the mat. She was very beautiful and had an air of confidence about her although, a little cowed right now because of the way the session had started. 'Jenna' was an appropriate name Bill thought. She looked just like Jenna Ortega. Petite, Big eyes and black hair. Not smiling much. Kind of goth like.

The other girls were beautiful too. They were obviously a clique like you would see always together in the school hallways or the shopping mall. The type Bill could never approach. Now he was in charge of them. "Don't think like that. Just do your job!" Bill chided himself. He approached Jenna. "Just take an opening stance and we'll engage" Jenna looked dumbfounded "With you?" Bill towered over her "I need to know what level you're at. Don't worry. You won't get hurt." Jenna looked nervously over at her companions, then back up at Bill. She went to lock up with Bill but then suddenly charged low into his legs and surprising he went down with her on top of him. Bill's bad knees couldn't take the impact. A Suprise to everyone. Jenna tried to go for a quick pin since she was already on top. She hopped her knees up onto his shoulders to hold him down. Bill bucked to dislodge Jenna but couldn't quit do it. This was embarrassing and he needed to get up right now.

Despite her shoulder pin he was able to get his forearms up enough to reach her waist. he grabbed it and began pulling on the fabric to work his hands up higher to get some leverage to force her on her back. As his hands clawed higher her leotard was being pulled down exposing more of her breasts. "Come on coach! If there was a ref, you would be counted out by now. Leave her alone!" said one of the other girls. Bill kept at it until his hands reached her breasts. He actually grabbed them and used them to pull Jenna onto her back and her shoulders onto his knees. She rolled off of him and scrambled away. "You CREEP!" Jenna yelled. Miss Thompson is going to hear about this!" She marched off to join the other girls. Coach Bill was mortified as he stumbled to his feet. He decided to go on the offensive. "That was just incidental touching. It happens all the time in wrestling. If you girls can't take it, go home. I'll tell Miss Thompson you washed out. You girls aren't so high and mighty as you think you are!" Inwardly Bill was shaking. He could lose his job over this, maybe more. It was then that the girls knew that they had the advantage. They had lost respect for this creep and his bluster meant nothing. "I got Miss Thompson as a contact on my phone. I'll just let her know what's up and that we're leaving. We've got time to get dressed and hit the mall. Right girls?" Jenna said as she retrieved her phone. "Wait!" Bill said. "There must be another way" Jenna was standing in front of Bill ready to push the call button. "I can push the call button right now or one of my partners can push the record button. It's up to you." Bill looked confused. "I'll wrestle you again and we'll record it. If I win, the video will go Instagram and You Tube sites and there will be no complaint to Miss Thomson or anyone else about what just happened here. If you win, the video will be deleted. There's no advantage to me for posting a video

of me being defeated by this overweight middle aged creep. Also, there will still be no call to Miss Thompson or anyone else. This will be our little secret." Bill thought for a moment. He really didn't have much choice, so he agreed. He knew he could take her anyways. He would just have to be mind full of his sore knees. "One other thing. Since I have to wrestle in this little thing which you almost pulled off, you don't get to wear your track suit." "Now wait a minute!" Bill started, but Jenna cut him off. "Do it or no deal! Besides, the major sites won't broadcast videos of a naked man anyway. You'll be doing yourself a favour if you loose." Bill agree and stripped down. One of the girls took his clothes from him and put it on the chair where the phones used to be. Bill walked sheepishly onto the mat with his hands covering his genitals. Jenna walked out to meet him. "Ready coach?" Bill nodded and Jenna charged at him trying for a repeat of their last encounter. Bill was ready this time and just pushed her down to the mat before she hit his knees. She was face down on the mat and Bill dropped down on her so he could straddle her head. He grabbed her left arm and yanked it up. If he could force her to roll over to her right then she would be face up with her back to the mat and he could pin her. She fought hard but eventually he succeeded. She was flat on her back but still struggling to keep one shoulder up to avoid a pin. Since there was no ref, a pin had to be long and decisive so there would be no doubt. Meanwhile Bill's balls were dangling in her face. "I'll have to edit this part out." she thought. "Eww!" said one of the girls watching the match. After some great effort Jenna was able to get here legs up and around Bill's neck. This resulted in a kind of '69' position hold for both of them. She was able to lock her legs behind his neck in a figure four reverse head scissor with his face firmly forced into her bum. Bill had to abandon his pin attempt to deal with the scissor hold. This gave Jenna chance to escape from underneath. Bills head was being pulled down and he was getting off balance so he decided to stand up. After a struggle he stood erect, feet apart with Jenna, suspended in the air, legs still firmly clamped to his face. He began to stumble around the mat trying to pry her legs apart. That didn't work so he to some violent motions and spinning to dislodge her. Meanwhile Jenna resorted to grabbing his balls with both hands just to hang on. The longer this went on, the more exhausted he became. The more violent his attempts to escape were, the tighter her grip on his balls was. "Give up coach!" Jenna said. "HMUPFUGH!" was all Bill could respond. Finally, out of breath, exhaustion and pain he just collapsed face forward on top of Jenna. The impact dislodged her scissor hold and caused her to involuntarily crush Bill's balls before they were released. Although stunned herself, she managed to crawl out from beneath his bulk. She knelt beside his prone body. She was going to roll him over to try for the pin, but decided to use 'wrestling' to inflict more pain on the coach. He was starting to catch his breath so she decided to attack while she still could. She would go after those knees. She was too small to do an effective boston crab but if she could use some unnatural angles and pressure on the knees that should keep him on the ground for the match. She locked up with him twisting his legs around and inserting her legs for leverage to bend his legs in all ways they aren't meant to go. Sometimes using her knuckles to rub and drill into the side of the knee caps. All he could do was moan and cry and slam his massive arms onto the mat. She will have take care of those too she thought. She suddenly released his legs and leaped onto his back. She grabbed Bill"s right arm and yanked it straight up. Or tryed to anyway. He was very strong. She wanted to twist it behind his back but he was resisting. She put her boot in the middle of his back and stood up using both hands to pull his one arm up. Stiil, she could only get it up so high. Not enough. Bill was sweating and cursing but it didn't matter. She had all the leverage and his legs were useless. Speaking of legs, she looked down to where they were spread apart. There were Bill's balls splayed out on the mat beneath her. She worked her other boot towards them while still keeping pressure on Bill's back and arm. She gingerly slipped her boot between his legs, then worked the tow of the boot up to Bill's crotch. "Time for a little incidental touching." she thought. She slowly started pushing his balls into the mat. "You know what you have to do now, don't you coach?" Bill sobbed and stopped resisting. Jenna hauled his arm up all the way and moved her boot off of his balls. She just kept pulling, bending and twisting until it was useless. She dropped that arm and grabbed the left arm. Bill didn't even put up any resistance this time. He couldn't. Jenna got off Bill and walked away and stretched. She was tired and sore. Wrestling was a lot of work. She smiled at the girls and the camera." Then her mood became all serious business. "I haven't won yet. She turned and raced back to her foe as he was still a viable threat. She pounced on him. wrestled him over onto his back. Then she straddled his face. Made sure both shoulders were flat on the mat and for good measure reached forward and cupped his balls. No need to squeeze. Just a show of dominance. Arched her back in a sexy pose for the camera. She held that position for a full minute to confirm the pin.