They woke me before the sun was fully up.

I felt it first as a thick cock sliding back into my sore, overflowing cunt. My eyes fluttered open. Coach Rivera was behind me on the narrow cot, one arm locked around my waist, fucking me in slow, deep strokes while I was still half-asleep. The stretch burned in the best way. My body was so thoroughly trained by now that even in sleep it had stayed open and wet for whoever wanted it first.

“Morning,” he muttered against my ear. His hand slid up and squeezed my breast, pinching the nipple until I whimpered. “Early team gets here in an...