My So Called Sex Life - Part IV
My So Called Sex Life - Part IV
Forward by 'Lexi':
Hi all, it's Lexi again. Well my darling Dizzy has finished my story, and while I can't speak for any of you, I love it. Part IV was supposed to be the finale, but he has told my story so perfectly that it had to be split in two, so the finale will be Part V... but don't fret, they are both completed and will be posted withing hours of each other. And I'll tell you a little secret, the reason I asked him to split it is because I only made it to the middle when I got myself off, so I figured splitting it would be best!! I'll have another Forward before Part V, so until then, enjoy, I love you all, and leave comments... I love them!!
Lexi
P.S., if you are reading this part first, I suggest you go to Part I so you really know about me. Here's the link. Peace!!
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My So Called Sex Life - Part IV
Well, it took me busting my ass, or more accurately, giving up my ass, but after using my sexual persuasions to inspire Mr. McCann’s ‘generosity’, my unofficial visit to State was paid for… but that was only the first step. I still needed to convince the Head Gymnastics Coach that I was worthy of a scholarship. Even though State wasn’t my only option, it was the one I wanted, and as you know, I am always willing to do whatever I need to do to get what I want.
Step Two was preparing for my visit, and for that I spent hours researching State’s gymnastics program. I checked their stats from the previous season to see where they excelled, and where they struggled. Then I studied the roster, as well as their incoming recruits, so I knew what each of them could do, and how my presence could make them better. I even learned everything my groin injury, and the healing process, so I could remove any doubts they might have about my health. With that information, I was ready to answer any questions that anyone might have about my worthiness for a full scholarship.
My final research, and maybe the most important, was on State’s gymnastics coach… Betsy Pryor. She was 35 years old, and had been an excellent college gymnast. Then she went on to receive a Masters Degree in Physical Therapy before taking her first coaching job at a small New England school. After being successful there, she took the head coaching job at State, and in her seven years there, she had taken the program from perennial losers to a squad that competed for conference championships.
Her eye for talent was so respected that she was named as a consultant for the Women’s National Team, but she suddenly resigned that position two years before my pending visit, claiming it was interfering with her head coaching duties at State, but the gymnastics rumor mill had it that she resigned because she was having a consensual sexual relationship with a member of the team, which was a strict violation of team rules. I was still hoping my gymnastic and academic achievements were enough to earn a scholarship at State, but I also knew that if the rumors about her affair were true, and she did prefer the company of girls, that was something I might be able to use to my advantage.
I was all set to go when just two days before my trip, I got a call that could have potentially brought my dream to an end. It was Coach Pryor telling me that while they loved my talent and qualifications, they were preparing to offer their final scholarship to another girl. She did say that if I wanted, I could probably make the team as a walk-on, and that their financial aid department could help me secure various academic scholarships and grants that would help pay for my education, but my ‘out-of-pocket’ expenses would still be substantial. It seemed I had lost my chance at a full ride, and I was crushed.
I almost broke into tears on the phone, but I quickly composed myself, and managed to convince Coach Pryor to hold off on making the offer to the other girl. I told her how hard I worked to get the money for my trip, without details of course, and that State was my dream, so she agreed to meet with me first.
As I boarded the plane, I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life. I still believed my achievements were enough to earn State’s final scholarship, but after Coach Pryor’s phone call, my optimism had plummeted, and for the first time since discovering my gift for sexual manipulation, I wasn’t even sure my ‘Plan B’ would work. Using sex to get what I wanted had become my ‘ace in the hole’, but I had always used it on men, and Coach Pryor was a woman. And to make things worse, I still wasn’t positive she was even attracted to girls. I realized I might be fucked… and not in the good way.
After landing, I made my way to the hotel. I had recently turned eighteen (even though I still didn’t look it), so thanks to Mr. McCann’s generosity, I was able to travel on my own. I checked into my room for two nights, and then prepared for Coach Pryor. She was going to meet me in the lobby, and then we were going to have dinner and talk about my possible future at State, but while I was on the plane I decided to make a few changes to our plans, changes that she wasn’t aware of… yet.
At 6:00 my room phone rang, and after taking a deep breath, I picked up the receiver and said, “Hello.”
“Hi Lexi, it’s Coach Pryor… just wanted to let you know I’m down in the lobby,” she said.
“Hi Coach,” I replied in a happy voice, and then I put my new plan into action as I said, “I am so sorry but my flight was delayed, and then I had to wait for the shuttle, so I’m not quite ready.”
“Oh that’s no problem, I’ll just wait down here for you,” she replied.
I was glad she didn’t sound annoyed or inconvenienced, so I said, “Well if you don’t mind, why don’t you come on up to my room so we can chat… I don’t want to take up any more of your valuable time, so we can start to get to know each other while I finish getting ready.”
“Well I guess that would be alright… I’ll be right up,” she replied.
“Great, I’ll see you in a few minutes,” I said and then I hung up.
My stomach was filled with butterflies as I prepared to make my case for the scholarship to State. I had my grade transcripts, a copy of my latest MRI which showed my groin was healed, and the research I had done that would show Coach Pryor that my excellence in the floor exercise and vault were exactly what State lacked the previous year. And if all else failed, I had my backup plan… a plan I still wasn’t completely confident in, but one I was prepared to try as a last resort.
Just then I heard a tap on the door. I opened it and with a huge, cheesy gymnasts smile on my face, extended my hand and said, “Hi Coach Pryor, I’m Lexi Drake, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Hi Lexi, it’s nice to meet you too,” she said with a warm smile, and then she looked me up and down to see I was wrapped in a terrycloth towel, with a smaller towel wrapped like a turban around my wet hair.
“Please come in,” I said as I stepped aside and let her in the room, and then I said, “I am really sorry for not being ready, but as I said, my plane was late and so was the shuttle.”
“I understand perfectly, but are you sure you wouldn’t prefer I wait in the lobby for you,” she asked.
“You don’t have to do that,” I said in a cheery tone, and then I added, “And besides, we’ve both spent a lot of time in locker rooms, so we’ve pretty much seen it all… right?”
“Well I can’t argue that,” she said with a smile, and then she entered the room.
I had only seen pictures of her, so as she walked in I took a moment to check her out. She was six or seven inches taller than me, and you could tell she was still in great shape, even though she was wearing an unflattering pantsuit. She had attractive facial features, although her short dark hair made her look a little butch, and she also had a bit of a manly walk as she made her way to a chair in the corner, so I figured she was either a huge tomboy, or the rumors were true, and she was a lesbian.
Once she was seated I stepped in front of the mirror with my back to her, and then I took the towel from my head and rubbed my medium length blonde hair. As I did, I started telling her everything I knew about State, and when I glanced at her reflection in the mirror, I could tell she was impressed.
I could also see her eyes roaming down to my legs as the towel I was wearing rode up to just below my round ass cheeks when I raised my arms up. Then as brushed my hair, I began to share what I knew about the gymnastics program, and how my talents would be the perfect fit. She seemed to agree with everything I said, so I decided it was time to test the waters, and as I raised my arms again, the terrycloth towel ‘accidentally’ fell from around my naked body.
For a moment I continued brushing my hair, and as I glanced in the mirror I could see she was taking a hard look at my plump young ass before turning her attention to my reflection in the mirror, where she could see my firm tits, tight abs, muscular thighs and shaved mound. Once I was sure she had gotten a good look, I picked up the towel and wrapped it around my body again, acting nonchalant as I did.
I didn’t even acknowledge the towel dropping as I started talking about my academic record. She told me she had already seen my transcripts and was very impressed, so I shifted the conversation to what I knew about her. I could tell by her smile that she was flattered by my knowledge of her personal achievements as both a college gymnast and coach, and then I added that a big part of the reason I wanted to go to State was because I admired the dedication she had shown to her girls when she resigned her position with the National Team to focus on them… not mentioning anything about the rumors of why she really resigned.
It seemed like I was convincing her that I was the perfect fit, but I still wasn’t sure my achievements were enough to get the scholarship, so I picked up the hair dryer, saying, “I hope you don’t mind if I dry my hair, I don’t want to go out with a wet head.”
“Not at all, and by the way, your pictures didn’t lie, you really do look Jennette McCurdy,” she replied.
“Yeah, I get that all the time,” I said, and just then my towel fell to the floor for a second time. I looked back in the mirror, and I could see Coach Pryor scanning my nude body again, but this time I just kicked the towel aside and said, “There’s no sense putting that back on, it’ll just fall off again.”
When I looked at her reflection I saw that Coach Pryor was staring at my ass again, and once I was sure she had gotten a good look, I turned 180 degrees until the front of my nude body was facing her. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder, acting like I was trying to see the back of my hair in the mirror, and I could see she was still staring at me, and immediately my pussy started to heat up.
Now being a lesbian doesn’t mean you’re attracted to every other woman, just like all straight girls aren’t attracted to every guy, but it wasn’t hard to tell that she liked what she saw, and now I was pretty certain that the rumors were true, and her sexual preference was girls. Of course, I was still hoping my qualifications had already convinced her that I deserved the scholarship, but if not, I was starting to believe that using my feminine charms to secure a full ride might still be an option.
Now that I knew my Plan B might work if I needed it, I needed to know where I stood, so I turned off the hair dryer and asked, “So Coach, do you think I have what it takes to compete for you at State?”
She reluctantly pulled her eyes from my naked body, and then she said, “You definitely have what it takes Lexi, you have tremendous gymnastics talent, your academic transcripts look great, but I’m afraid things aren’t that simple, and I‘m probably going to have to offer the scholarship to the other girl.”
I could feel tears welling in my eyes, and Coach Pryor could see how emotional I was getting as I asked, “You said things aren’t that simple… if I have the talent and the grades, what else do I need?”
She finally looked me in the eyes and said, “Lexi, it’s obvious you’ve worked very hard for this, but I’m still concerned about the groin tear you had last season, and there is one other thing… I know it’s political, but the other girl also has good qualifications, and her family has promised a large endowment to the gymnastics department if we offer her the scholarship, so that’s the way the AD is leaning.”
Now I was angry… no, I was fucking pissed! I knew my injury was completely healed, and I had worked and sacrificed for years to get a scholarship to State, so I wasn’t about to let someone with less talent than me get it, just because her family had money. Everything I had done was for this opportunity, and I knew I deserved it, so at that moment I decided it was time to pull out all the stops.
I moved to where my bag was and pulled out a brown envelope holding my MRI, and then I walked over to where Coach Pryor was sitting. As I stood naked in front of her, I handed her the envelope and said, “Coach, I can’t do anything about the other girl’s money, but you have a Masters Degree in Physical Therapy, so I know you can read one of these… and this shows my injury is completely healed.”
She took the envelope from my hand, trying hard to avert her gaze from my firm young tits, which were barely a foot from her face, but she finally tore her eyes from my hard pink nipples and looked at the MRI. Then after reading the doctor’s written evaluation she said, “Your groin tear might be completely healed, but…”
Before she could continue her ‘but’, I said, “Coach, if my groin wasn’t healed completely, could I do this,” and then I launched myself into a handstand, and did an inverted split, spreading my legs straight out until they were parallel to the floor, with my newly painted toes perfectly pointed east and west, and my excited pussy wide open for Coach Pryor to see.
As I held my pose, I could see she was staring between my widespread legs. Then once I had given her that view, I stood with my left foot on the floor, and then I pulled my right leg straight up in front of me until my shin was touching my nose, and my right foot was pointed straight up to the ceiling. In this position, my shaved pussy was pointed directly at her face, and I could see her eyes were firmly locked on it as she nervously licked her lips.
Coach Pryor still didn’t say anything as I performed a few more moves to show my flexibility, and flash my pussy at her, and I could tell I was having an effect, so I decided it was time to turn up the heat. I walked over and sat on the edge of bed, right next to her chair, and then I laid back, put my hands on the inside my knees and pushed my legs straight out until my heels were almost touching the mattress. Now my wide open crotch was only a couple of feet from her face as I said, “You’re a physical ther****t Coach, feel how solid my groin muscle is.”
“Lexi, I can see how strong and flexible it is,” she said, but I could see her fidgeting as her eyes were locked on my pussy, which was wet with my juices thanks to my excited state.
“Please Coach, just feel how solid it is,” I said in an almost begging tone.
“Okay,” she said as her voice cracked, and then she slowly leaned forward and reached her hand towards my crotch, and as she gently rested her fingers on my groin muscle, only a couple of inches from my excited cunt, I let out a soft moan.
She began slowly moving her fingers in a circular motion, getting even closer to my swollen pussy lips as she did. It felt more like she was gently caressing my skin instead of examining my groin muscle, and that was what I was hoping for as I softly said, “How does it feel.”
“Amazing,” she said, and then her face suddenly turned red as she realized what she said wasn’t the proper answer, and then she blurted out, “Strong, I mean the muscle feels strong,” but then she licked her lips yet again as she looked directly at my drooling slit, bringing a slight smile to my face.
I could tell Coach Pryor’s defenses were dropping as her arousal built, so I pulled out the stops and said, “You must be a great physical ther****t Coach Pryor, your fingers feel incredible, unfortunately my mom died when I was young, so I didn’t get much very much TLC when I was growing up.”
“I saw that your mom died when you were **********, and you also lost your dad… I’m so sorry Lexi,” she said sympathetically as she continued rubbing my groin muscle almost unconsi0usly, while still staring at the object of her desire between my legs.
“Thanks, when my dad was alive, he used to tell me that my mom was a really good gymnast… but she died of an overdose, and then my dad was killed when he was driving drunk. That’s why I never do d**gs or drink,” I said, and then I added, “But I really missed the things that I saw other moms do.”
“Like what,” she asked, still rubbing my groin muscle, even though she didn’t need to any longer.
I moaned again as her fingers started making a wider circle, getting dangerously close to my swollen labia. Then I said, “I missed a lot of things, but one day at the park, a girl fell and skinned her knee. She started crying, and I remember her mom running over and saying ‘let mommy kiss the ‘boo boo’ and make it better, and sure enough, as soon as she kissed it, the girl stopped crying. It was like magic, and after that I always wished my mom could have kissed my ‘boo boos’ to make the pain go away.”
“My mom used to do that too,” she whispered, with her eyes finally meeting mine again.
Now it was time to take my shot. I had convinced her that I was healthy, but there was still no way I could compete with the other recruit’s family fortune, so I needed to use the only advantage I had other than my talent and brains to get the scholarship, and as she continued rubbing my groin muscle I whispered, “Coach Pryor… will you kiss my ‘boo boo’?”
Suddenly her hand froze, but she didn’t take it away, and she didn’t move her eyes from my overheated cunt as she said, “Oh Lexi, I don’t think I should…”
“Please Coach, your fingers feel so good, but kissing it would be so much better,” I said, and then as she looked into my eyes I whispered, “Please Coach… please kiss it where it hurts.”
I held my breath, fearful she might come to her senses and walk out of the room, but instead she removed her hand from my groin muscle, and then she slowly leaned forward and gently pressed her lips to the soft skin of my upper thigh, only inches from my throbbing pussy.
“Mmmmm,” I moaned, and then I whispered, “Can you kiss a little further to the right.”
I could tell she was losing all control as she moved her lips even closer to my pussy and kissed the smooth skin at the crease where my inner thigh met my pubic mound.
This time I groaned out loud, and as she inhaled deeply, I was sure she was savoring the musky scent that was rising from my soaked cunt. Then I whispered, “Please coach, just a little more to the right.”
Coach Pryor lifted her face from my crotch, realizing that if she moved any further to the right, her lips would land right on top of my quivering pussy, and she said, “But Lexi, if I…”
Before she could say any more I groaned, “Please Coach, I’m not a *********** anymore, and I need you to kiss me there… please,” and then I slid my hands up my body and caressed my firm young breasts.
Coach Pryor watched me pinch my hard nipples, and as she surrendered to her desires she groaned, “So beautiful,” and then leaned forward and pressed her lips to my aching cunt.
“AHHHHH,” I sighed as she kissed my pussy like it was another mouth, and then her slippery tongue snaked out from between her lips and skewered my wet slit.
“Uggghhh,” I grunted as she began slowly tongue fucking my drenched pussy. Then her hands slid under my ass and gripped my soft buttocks, lifting me up as she pushed her tongue deeper inside me.
Nobody had ever licked my pussy like Coach Pryor… not my boyfriends, not Frankie, not even Stacy. She was so good that it felt like her tongue was teasing my clit, fucking my cunt and licking my asshole at the same time. Her technique was so amazing that I could already feel my orgasm building, but as much as I wanted to cum, I knew I had more to do, so I reached down and reluctantly pushed her mouth from my quivering gash.
“Lexi, what’s wrong,” she groaned as I pushed her away, and as I did I could see how wet her face was. Her lips, cheeks and chin were covered with my syrupy lubricant, and I didn’t know if I was so aroused because she was the first woman I had ever tried to manipulate with sex, or if it was her incredible talent for cunnilingus, but something had me oozing pussy juice like never before.
“Nothing’s wrong, I just want to take your clothes off,” I replied as I pushed her jacket off her shoulders, and as I did, she kissed me deeply. Coach Pryor’s kiss was urgent and hungry, and I could tell she liked being the aggressor. Her tongue slipped between my lips and dueled with my own as I tossed her jacket aside, and then I began pulling the black top she was wearing over her head. She broke our kiss as it passed her face, and then our mouths met again as I began undoing her black bra.
As I fumbled with the clasp she lowered her head and took one of my hard nipples between her lips. My body shuddered, but I still managed to undo the clasp and toss the bra aside, and then I squealed in pleasure as she gently bit the rubbery pink nubbin. I know I may have manipulated her in the beginning, but she had definitely taken control, and as she pushed me back onto the bed with her mouth still attached to my nipple, her hand found its way between my legs, and then I grunted as her long middle finger parted my slippery folds and entered my body.
I could feel Coach Pryor’s breasts pressed against my skin as she sucked my nipples and fingered my aching pussy. She really knew what she was doing, and as her fingertip found my hard clit, I felt my orgasm building again, but I had to try and regain control before I came, otherwise I might not have a chance to use our encounter to my advantage. So I used all my strength to roll my body until I was on top of her. Then I leaned my face forward and sucked one of her dark, puckered nipples into my mouth as I reached for the waistband of her slacks.
Now it was Coach Pryor’s body that shook as I sucked on her nipples while my fingers undid the button on her pants. Then I f0rced my hand inside her panties, raking my fingers through the bed of soft, curly hairs that covered her pubic mound before plunging my middle finger into her wet cavern.
“ARGGHHH,” she growled as I shoved one, and then two fingers deep inside her excited womanhood. Coach Pryor’s back flexed as she hunched her hips upwards, driving my fingers even deeper into her boiling cunt, but as I pumped my digits in and out of her clenched pussy, she suddenly stopped me.
“Did I do something wrong,” I asked, fearing she had changed her mind.
“No, I just want to get these pants off,” she said as she kicked of her ‘sensible shoes’ and then stripped off her pants and panties, leaving her as naked as me.
Now I got a good look at her. She may not have dressed or moved in the most feminine way, but she was very attractive. Her short, dark hair framed her pretty face, and she had smoldering brown eyes. Even at thirty five, it was obvious she worked out regularly. She had a medium build, with toned arms and legs, and while her tummy had a slight swell, she didn’t have anything that could be remotely considered a ‘belly’. Her breasts had very little sag, and because of her darker complexion, her nipples looked almost brown. And now I could see the lush patch of dark pubic hair that my fingers had combed through earlier, and it was trimmed to a perfect triangle on the sides.
I had started out seducing Coach Pryor with a purpose, but now I realized that I was incredibly attracted to her. Suddenly it wasn’t just about the scholarship… I really wanted to have sex with her, no matter what else happened. Just then she pressed her naked body to mine and we kissed deeply again.
Once again her kiss was passionate and f0rceful, and as her tongue invaded my mouth, my hand slipped down her body and found its way between her legs. My fingers easily found their way to her warm, wet target this time, and as I sucked on her tongue, I jammed two fingers back into her sodden cleft.
“Oh Lexi,” she groaned as she broke our kiss, and then as my fingers assaulted her aching cunt she said, “It feels like you’ve done this before.”
“I have, but only with young girls… never with a real woman like you,” I whispered in her ear as I fingered her pussy.
She looked into my eyes and smiled, and I could tell right away I had said the perfect thing. By calling her a ‘real woman’, I had appealed to the sense of p0wer and authority that all coaches had. She was the boss, and I had just confirmed it. Then she lowered her face to my neck and began kissing and licking her way down my body.
I was literally shaking with anticipation as she reached my hard nipples, sucking and nibbling on both of them, and sending jolts of sexual electricity straight to my aching young twat. At this point I didn’t care which one of us was the aggressor, I had done everything I could, and now I just wanted to feel her incredibly talented tongue on my hard clit again.
As she kissed the soft skin of my tummy, her hand made its way back between my legs. I let out a low groan as her long middle finger pushed into my slippery pussy. She went slowly, not sure if she was going to meet any resistance, and when she didn’t, she suddenly thrust two very long fingers deep into my tight vagina.
“AGGHHHH,” I cried out as she began vigorously fingering me. I groaned as she started curling her fingers inside my pussy, hitting me in ways no one else ever had. My God this woman knew what she was doing, and I realized that she could probably make me cum whenever she wanted to. I had heard about something called a ‘G Spot’, and all I knew was if it did exist, she had found mine.
I began lifting my ass to meet her digital thrusts as she fingered me, and at the same time her mouth continued its journey south until I felt it gliding over my hairless pubic mound. Her breath felt hot on the bare skin, and then her slippery tongue slipped from between her lips, and slithered over my hard pleasure pea.
“OH GAAAWD,” I howled as she began flicking and stabbing at my hard clit with the tip of her tongue, while her fingers continued to probe the deepest parts of my feminine tunnel. There was no doubt she knew her way around a pussy, and as I spread my legs as wide as I could to give her maximum access, she began strumming my clitoris with her tongue like it was a guitar string.
I could feel my insides starting to boil over as she expertly used her fingers and tongue to bring me closer to orgasm. Then I let out another howl of pleasure as she pushed a third finger deep into my sucking hole. The only time I had ever felt this full was when Mr. McCann was pounding my helpless pussy with his massive cock, but this was different. Coach Pryor’s fingers were moving around inside of me, finding places nobody had ever touched. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer.
“Oh God Coach… I’m getting close,” I groaned as her tongue began spinning around my clit like a top.
“Mmm hmmm,” she moaned into my pussy, letting me know that she wanted me to cum.
Then she mashed her tongue hard against my clit and began sliding it up and down while she curled her fingers upwards and started stimulating the membrane along the top of my cunt… and I exploded.
“AHHHH FUUUUUUCK,” I screamed as my insides went completely haywire. I could feel my pussy rippling as it clenched on Coach Pryor’s unsympathetic fingers, and her tongue felt like it was trying to push my clit deep inside my body as she rolled it around the hard little organ, sending electric impulses from deep in my asshole to my rock hard nipples. It wasn’t just my groin that were convulsing… I was having what felt like a full body climax, and it was showing no signs of letting up.
“Oh God… Oh God,” I started moaning as waves of orgasmic pleasure tore through my body like a tsunami. Then finally, almost mercifully, the electric impulses that were causing every muscle in my body to contract were starting to fade, and as Coach Pryor slowly extracted her drenched fingers from my spent cunt, she lifted her tongue from my over-stimulated clit, and I collapsed back onto the bed.
My chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath, and when I opened my eyes I saw Coach Pryor’s face hovering over mine. She smiled, and I could see my thick pussy juice clinging to her cheeks, lips and chin, confirming what I already knew… that I had just had one of the hardest, most intense orgasms of my young life. The contractions from my climax had been so p0werful that my tummy muscles were aching like they did when I finished an ab workout.
We both lay quietly for a few moments, and then Coach Pryor finally broke the silence when she said, “So it seems like you enjoyed that.”
“Oh my God Coach, it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt,” I replied softly, and I wasn’t lying.
Then just when I thought things were going perfectly, she said, “Lexi, I need ask you something, and I want you to be completely honest with me… are you trying to seduce me to get that scholarship?”
‘Oh fuck, she’s on to me,” I thought to myself as I realized I had made a huge mistake. I had already gotten Frankie, Mr. McCann and Bill to commit to giving me what I wanted before I satisfied their sexual desires, but Coach Pryor had committed to nothing. I had lost my leverage, and the only way I could it back was to threaten her with blackmail, and I really did like and respect her too much for that. I was a manipulator and a negotiator, not a blackmailer. I knew I had fucked up, and it was time to come clean.
I took a deep breath and said, “Coach, I worked hard for that scholarship and I think I deserve it, so when you told me you were giving it to someone else because they had money, it hurt. I’ve wanted that scholarship more than anything in my life, and I was willing to do anything I could to get it. I guess I did try to seduce you so you might change your mind, but I swear that once things started, I didn’t care if I got the scholarship or not, I just wanted to be with you. I’m so sorry I wasted your time.”
I could feel the lump in my throat swelling as I prepared her to lash out at me, or just get dressed and walk out, but she looked at me and smiled, and then she said, “Lexi, anyone who has the passion and conviction to do whatever it takes to succeed is someone I want on my team… the scholarship is yours.”
“What… I mean WHAT!!!” I cried out, and then I hugged Coach Pryor, which suddenly felt a little awkward since I just admitted I had tried to seduce her. “Coach… I can’t tell you… I mean, this just means so much… I’ve dreamed about…” I stuttered and stammered as I tried to find the words, and then finally I just put my hands over my eyes as the tears of joy flowed freely.
Coach Pryor pulled me to her and said, “Lexi, you’ve earned this… not because of what we just did, but because you’re a great gymnast, a fantastic student, and I see a lot of the same grit and tenacity in you that I have in me,” and then she laughed and added, “And besides, any girl that can manipulate me the way you did is someone I want to compete with, and not against!”
We both laughed as I wiped the tears from my eyes, and then I said, “But coach, what about the other girl… the one whose family was going to make the endowment?”
“You let me worry about that,” she said, sounding unconcerned, and then she added, “You were the better prospect all along, and I hated that the AD was making money the deciding factor, but I’ll deal with that… I just want you to concentrate on getting yourself ready to come to State this fall.”
Those were the most beautiful words I had ever heard, and I hugged Coach Pryor again, then as I looked into her eyes, I mouthed the words ‘thank you’… and then I kissed her deeply.
I could still taste my juices on her lips and tongue as at first she kissed me back, but then she suddenly backed away and said, “Lexi, you don’t have to do this… I meant it, the scholarship is yours.”
I just softly said, “I know it is Coach, but I was being honest, I really am very attracted to you, and I really want to do this… with no strings attached,” and then I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her deeply as I pushed her back on the bed.
Our tongues swirled around each other as my hand moved up and began fondling her breasts. They weren’t very large, probably a B cup, but they were firm and round, and as I gently squeezed her tit flesh, I felt the rubbery nipple pressing into my palm.
Coach Pryor moaned into my mouth as I dragged my thumbs over her erect nubs. Then I lowered my face to the nape of her neck and began kissing and licking the sensitive skin. I could feel her body squirming as my mouth moved lower, sliding over her collarbone and down her chest until I felt the swell of her breasts beginning to rise. I gently kissed the warm flesh as I moved towards the top of the soft mound, and finally my lips encircled her excited nipple.
“Ohhh Lexiiii,” she groaned as my tongue flicked and teased the puckered button. It felt like the end of a gummy worm against the tip of my tongue as I toyed with it. And then she gasped as I sucked it between lips and then gently clamped down on it with my perfect white teeth.
“Oh fuck… that’s sooo good,” she softly moaned as I teased one nipple, and then the other, and then I left her breasts and began working my way down her body, maneuvering myself until I was lying on my stomach between her spread legs.
Her breath was coming in short gasps as I kissed her tummy, which may not have been as tight as when she was a gymnast, but was still pretty flat for a woman her age. Then as I moved to where my face hovered just above her triangle of lush pubic hair, she said, “I guess that’s something you don’t see much… nowadays most girls either keep them trimmed or shave them completely… like yours.”
“Well you can’t have one of these and wear a high cut leotard, but I think it’s kind of sexy,” I said with a smile, and then I leaned forward and dragged my tongue through the spongy patch of curly hair, moving downward until the tip dragged over her clit and then dipped into her incredibly wet, swollen cunt.
“AHHHH,” she gasped as my tongue made first contact with her stimulated pussy. I wasn’t sure how long it had been since she had sex with another woman, but she was reacting like someone emerging from the desert and having his first drink of water. There was no doubt that she was incredibly aroused, and it was time I repaid her for what she had done for me.
“Oh God Lexi,” she groaned as I gently lapped at her sopping wet gash, and then her pubic hairs tickled my nose as I pushed my tongue as deep into her soft folds as I could. Her hips started rotating as I tongue-fucked her, but I could tell by her movements that she wanted even deeper penetration, so as I moved my tongue up to tease her hard clit, my right hand slid up between her legs, and then I plunged both my middle and index fingers deep into her steaming cunt.
“THAAAT’S IT,” she groaned as my fingers easily penetrated her drooling cleft. It felt like I was pushing them into an over-ripened melon as I began fucking my digits in and out of her. Coach definitely wanted penetration, and she groaned out loud again as I added my ring finger to the mix, stuffing her cunt with three fingers, but it still felt like I could fit more into her gaping snatch.
Now I began pushing my hand harder and deeper into Coach Pryor’s wet canal, and I could hear the squishing noise as her juicy pussy accepted my hard finger thrusts. Her aroma was heady and intense, and her savory nectar coated my tongue like warm honey as I started licking her clit again. I was getting aroused again, and for a moment I thought about slipping my free hand under my body and fingering my own reignited pussy, but instead I decided it was time to make Coach Pryor cum.
She was grunting and hunching her hips upward to meet my thrusts, and that was when I had an idea. My fingers were long, but my hand wasn’t very big around, so I pinched my thumb and fingers together, almost like I was holding an ice cream cone by the tip, and then I lifted my face from her crotch and began pushing all five digits into her inflamed cunt.
“NNNNGGGAAAAHHH,” Coach wailed as I began slowly pushing my hand into her wet pussy. I suddenly worried that I might be hurting her so I began backing it out, but she quickly reached down to grip my wrist, holding it in place as she groaned, “No baby, don’t stop, the pain will go away… just go slow.”
Once again I started applying constant pressure, and I could feel the walls of her vagina stretching as all four of my fingers entered her. Coach was groaning like a wounded an1mal as I f0rced my thumb and hand between her pussy lips, and I wanted to make sure I kept the pleasure intensity up, so I turned my head slightly and managed to get my tongue back on her clit, and just then the fattest part of my hand slipped deep into her cunt, and then it sealed around my wrist.
“OH FUUUUUCK… IT’S ALL THE WAY INNNN,” she groaned as my entire hand was entrapped in her tight canal. I still had my fingers extended, so I was very careful as I began moving my arm, fucking Coach’s pussy with my whole hand as my tongue began vibrating on her clit.
“That’s it Lexi… that’s it,” she moaned as I increased the tempo of my thrusts, while still circling her pleasure button with my tongue. I could feel her body tensing, and I knew a p0werful orgasm was on the horizon. Coach raised her ass from the bed, giving me a better angle for deeper penetration, and I could feel the walls of her vagina tightening even more around my hand.
“Oh Lexi… Oh fuck baby, don’t stop… that’s gonna make me cum,” she groaned as I started moving my hand and my tongue even faster. All protocol between coach and student was gone. All she wanted me to do was fuck her, and fuck her hard, and she wasn’t embarrassed to tell me so.
The muscles deep in her groin were gripping my hand so tight that it felt like it was in a vice, and I could see Coach’s face starting to turn red as I continued massaging her clit with my tongue, and then with one final thrust of my hand, the dam burst.
“FUCK… LEXI… I’M CU… CUMMIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!” Coach screamed as her whole body went rigid. I could actually feel the walls of her vagina go into a series of wild spasms as her orgasmic contractions clenched and released my hand over and over. To feel what the inside of her pussy felt like at the moment of climax was one of the most amazing things I had ever felt in my young life, and judging by how she was screaming, it was even more intense for Coach Pryor.
“So good… so good…” she moaned as her orgasm started to subside. I could still feel the contractions deep in her pussy squeezing my hand as I lifted my mouth from her clit. I had to admit that I was filled with a kind of pride that I had given her such an intense orgasm, but then as I began pulling my hand from deep inside her, she grabbed my wrist and yelled, “Oh fuck Lexi… I’m cumming AGAIIIIIN!!”
Holy shit… I couldn’t believe it. As Coach Pryor wailed like a banshee, I felt her pussy gripping and releasing my hand as another wave of orgasmic spasms tore through her body. Her second orgasm was just as intense as her first, and she held my wrist in place as she humped her hips up and down, using my hand like a dildo as she fucked herself with it. Then she clamped her thighs around my arm, holding my had deep inside her as she let out one final sigh, and then she just groaned “Oh Lexi… amazing… amazing…” as her second climax finally came to an end.
Coach Pryor’s kegel muscles finally relaxed, and as I extracted my hand from deep inside her pussy, it actually made a ‘sloosh’ sound as it exited. Her womanhood looked raw as it gaped open from my hand fucking, so I leaned forward and gave it a gentle kiss, almost as if I was kissing her ‘boo boo’ as she had mine. Then I lay down next to my new Coach and kissed her lips gently.
After resting up for a few minutes, Coach Pryor and I took a shower together, and then we got dressed and go to dinner, although showering with her had gotten me horny all over again. We had a wonderful time at the restaurant, but all the while I was mindful that regardless of what had happened, she was going to be my Coach, and we weren’t equals. I even told her that so she knew I would never use what we had shared to gain any special treatment, and she was very appreciative.
We went back to my hotel after dinner and wound up back in bed, enjoying another round of orgasms, although this time she asked that I not use my whole hand… she was still a bit sore from earlier. As we lie in bed afterwards we began really getting to know each other. She talked about getting into coaching, and she even confirmed that the rumors about her affair with a gymnast from the national team were true, and even though they didn’t force her, she thought it was best if she resigned.
We also talked more about our sex lives, and while I admitted that I liked both boys and girls, she declared she played strictly for the ‘Women’s Team’. She also confessed that she hadn’t had sex with anyone for two years since the national team incident, and I told her I was really glad that I was the one who broke her dry spell.
The next day Coach Pryor sent a car to pick me up, and I spent the entire day touring State’s campus, seeing the gymnastics facilities, checking out the dorms and meeting other people associated with the gymnastics program. Then she took me to meet the Athletic Director.
I was a little concerned with how he would react to me, since Coach had chosen to offer me the full scholarship over the girl with the wealthy family, but he was very welcoming, and told me how Coach had convinced him that I was the most worthy candidate for a full ride to State.
After our meeting with the AD, Coach told me that the way she convinced him they could offer me a scholarship was to use part of the endowment they were going receive from the other girl’s family to pay for it. Right then I could tell she knew how to get things done, and as someone who also knew how to get what she wanted, I was looking forward to learning so much from her.
We went out to dinner again that night, and then back to my hotel where we had a third vigorous lovemaking session, but as we lay together, I knew I it was going to have to come to an end, for both of our sakes. When I had used sex to manipulate Frankie, Mr. McCann and Bill, it ended once I got what I wanted… until I needed something else that is. With them, sex was part of an exchange program, although I always enjoyed it too… I mean let’s face it, sexual manipulation is my fetish, and like I always said, the orgasms were just as satisfying as the material things I received.
But it was different with Coach. Seduction may have helped get my scholarship, but she figured that out pretty quickly, and I knew that I could never use sex to get any preferential treatment from her, and I didn’t want to. Now that I was in, I wanted my gymnastics talent and academic ability to be the reason for my successful. Sex was my conduit, but once I was in the door I believed in hard work. I just needed to find a way to tell her that after that night, it was all about school and gymnastics.
As I tried to think of a tactful way to broche the subject, Coach said, “Lexi, I think we need to talk about something.”
“Sure Coach,” I said, truly not knowing where she was going.
“Lexi, I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed the last couple of days… it’s been over two years since I’ve been intimate with another woman, and you were amazing, but when I leave here tonight, this part of our relationship needs to end, and when you come back for workouts, we need to be Coach and team member, with no other influences,” she said matter-of-factly.
What had just happened? I had been lying there trying t think of a way to remove the sexual part of our relationship, and she had just done it. The odd thing was, it was exactly what I wanted too, but my heart actually sank a little because she was the one who broke it to me.
“I understand Coach,” I said softly, with almost a tinge of sadness in my voice.
“Lexi, regardless of what happened between us the last couple of days, you earned that scholarship with your gymnastics talent and academic ability, plain and simple, and I know that you’re going to make everyone at State very proud. I just don’t think either of us can take a chance of having a relationship that could jeopardize the things we both want for ourselves and each other, because if it was found out, you could lose your scholarship and I could lose my job,” she said.
It was incredible… she was saying exactly what I had been thinking, but it would have been so much easier on me if I was the one saying them. I felt a lump in my throat as I fought back a tear, because even though I agreed with her 100%, I felt a little like I was being dumped, and I had just discovered that I preferred to be the ‘dumper’ than the ‘dumpee’.
After we agreed, Coach looked at me with a sly smile and said, “But before I go, one more thing,” and then she disappeared under the covers, and before I knew it, she was tonguing my pussy to one last orgasm. After that she got up and got dressed, declining my offer to return the favor, and then we shared a final, passionate kiss, and I knew that when I returned in the fall, she would be ‘Coach Pryor’, and I would be one of her freshman gymnasts… no more, no less.
Now it was time to head back home and get ready to go to college!!
FIN Part IV
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Forward by 'Lexi':
Hi all, it's Lexi again. Well my darling Dizzy has finished my story, and while I can't speak for any of you, I love it. Part IV was supposed to be the finale, but he has told my story so perfectly that it had to be split in two, so the finale will be Part V... but don't fret, they are both completed and will be posted withing hours of each other. And I'll tell you a little secret, the reason I asked him to split it is because I only made it to the middle when I got myself off, so I figured splitting it would be best!! I'll have another Forward before Part V, so until then, enjoy, I love you all, and leave comments... I love them!!
Lexi
P.S., if you are reading this part first, I suggest you go to Part I so you really know about me. Here's the link. Peace!!
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My So Called Sex Life - Part IV
Well, it took me busting my ass, or more accurately, giving up my ass, but after using my sexual persuasions to inspire Mr. McCann’s ‘generosity’, my unofficial visit to State was paid for… but that was only the first step. I still needed to convince the Head Gymnastics Coach that I was worthy of a scholarship. Even though State wasn’t my only option, it was the one I wanted, and as you know, I am always willing to do whatever I need to do to get what I want.
Step Two was preparing for my visit, and for that I spent hours researching State’s gymnastics program. I checked their stats from the previous season to see where they excelled, and where they struggled. Then I studied the roster, as well as their incoming recruits, so I knew what each of them could do, and how my presence could make them better. I even learned everything my groin injury, and the healing process, so I could remove any doubts they might have about my health. With that information, I was ready to answer any questions that anyone might have about my worthiness for a full scholarship.
My final research, and maybe the most important, was on State’s gymnastics coach… Betsy Pryor. She was 35 years old, and had been an excellent college gymnast. Then she went on to receive a Masters Degree in Physical Therapy before taking her first coaching job at a small New England school. After being successful there, she took the head coaching job at State, and in her seven years there, she had taken the program from perennial losers to a squad that competed for conference championships.
Her eye for talent was so respected that she was named as a consultant for the Women’s National Team, but she suddenly resigned that position two years before my pending visit, claiming it was interfering with her head coaching duties at State, but the gymnastics rumor mill had it that she resigned because she was having a consensual sexual relationship with a member of the team, which was a strict violation of team rules. I was still hoping my gymnastic and academic achievements were enough to earn a scholarship at State, but I also knew that if the rumors about her affair were true, and she did prefer the company of girls, that was something I might be able to use to my advantage.
I was all set to go when just two days before my trip, I got a call that could have potentially brought my dream to an end. It was Coach Pryor telling me that while they loved my talent and qualifications, they were preparing to offer their final scholarship to another girl. She did say that if I wanted, I could probably make the team as a walk-on, and that their financial aid department could help me secure various academic scholarships and grants that would help pay for my education, but my ‘out-of-pocket’ expenses would still be substantial. It seemed I had lost my chance at a full ride, and I was crushed.
I almost broke into tears on the phone, but I quickly composed myself, and managed to convince Coach Pryor to hold off on making the offer to the other girl. I told her how hard I worked to get the money for my trip, without details of course, and that State was my dream, so she agreed to meet with me first.
As I boarded the plane, I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life. I still believed my achievements were enough to earn State’s final scholarship, but after Coach Pryor’s phone call, my optimism had plummeted, and for the first time since discovering my gift for sexual manipulation, I wasn’t even sure my ‘Plan B’ would work. Using sex to get what I wanted had become my ‘ace in the hole’, but I had always used it on men, and Coach Pryor was a woman. And to make things worse, I still wasn’t positive she was even attracted to girls. I realized I might be fucked… and not in the good way.
After landing, I made my way to the hotel. I had recently turned eighteen (even though I still didn’t look it), so thanks to Mr. McCann’s generosity, I was able to travel on my own. I checked into my room for two nights, and then prepared for Coach Pryor. She was going to meet me in the lobby, and then we were going to have dinner and talk about my possible future at State, but while I was on the plane I decided to make a few changes to our plans, changes that she wasn’t aware of… yet.
At 6:00 my room phone rang, and after taking a deep breath, I picked up the receiver and said, “Hello.”
“Hi Lexi, it’s Coach Pryor… just wanted to let you know I’m down in the lobby,” she said.
“Hi Coach,” I replied in a happy voice, and then I put my new plan into action as I said, “I am so sorry but my flight was delayed, and then I had to wait for the shuttle, so I’m not quite ready.”
“Oh that’s no problem, I’ll just wait down here for you,” she replied.
I was glad she didn’t sound annoyed or inconvenienced, so I said, “Well if you don’t mind, why don’t you come on up to my room so we can chat… I don’t want to take up any more of your valuable time, so we can start to get to know each other while I finish getting ready.”
“Well I guess that would be alright… I’ll be right up,” she replied.
“Great, I’ll see you in a few minutes,” I said and then I hung up.
My stomach was filled with butterflies as I prepared to make my case for the scholarship to State. I had my grade transcripts, a copy of my latest MRI which showed my groin was healed, and the research I had done that would show Coach Pryor that my excellence in the floor exercise and vault were exactly what State lacked the previous year. And if all else failed, I had my backup plan… a plan I still wasn’t completely confident in, but one I was prepared to try as a last resort.
Just then I heard a tap on the door. I opened it and with a huge, cheesy gymnasts smile on my face, extended my hand and said, “Hi Coach Pryor, I’m Lexi Drake, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Hi Lexi, it’s nice to meet you too,” she said with a warm smile, and then she looked me up and down to see I was wrapped in a terrycloth towel, with a smaller towel wrapped like a turban around my wet hair.
“Please come in,” I said as I stepped aside and let her in the room, and then I said, “I am really sorry for not being ready, but as I said, my plane was late and so was the shuttle.”
“I understand perfectly, but are you sure you wouldn’t prefer I wait in the lobby for you,” she asked.
“You don’t have to do that,” I said in a cheery tone, and then I added, “And besides, we’ve both spent a lot of time in locker rooms, so we’ve pretty much seen it all… right?”
“Well I can’t argue that,” she said with a smile, and then she entered the room.
I had only seen pictures of her, so as she walked in I took a moment to check her out. She was six or seven inches taller than me, and you could tell she was still in great shape, even though she was wearing an unflattering pantsuit. She had attractive facial features, although her short dark hair made her look a little butch, and she also had a bit of a manly walk as she made her way to a chair in the corner, so I figured she was either a huge tomboy, or the rumors were true, and she was a lesbian.
Once she was seated I stepped in front of the mirror with my back to her, and then I took the towel from my head and rubbed my medium length blonde hair. As I did, I started telling her everything I knew about State, and when I glanced at her reflection in the mirror, I could tell she was impressed.
I could also see her eyes roaming down to my legs as the towel I was wearing rode up to just below my round ass cheeks when I raised my arms up. Then as brushed my hair, I began to share what I knew about the gymnastics program, and how my talents would be the perfect fit. She seemed to agree with everything I said, so I decided it was time to test the waters, and as I raised my arms again, the terrycloth towel ‘accidentally’ fell from around my naked body.
For a moment I continued brushing my hair, and as I glanced in the mirror I could see she was taking a hard look at my plump young ass before turning her attention to my reflection in the mirror, where she could see my firm tits, tight abs, muscular thighs and shaved mound. Once I was sure she had gotten a good look, I picked up the towel and wrapped it around my body again, acting nonchalant as I did.
I didn’t even acknowledge the towel dropping as I started talking about my academic record. She told me she had already seen my transcripts and was very impressed, so I shifted the conversation to what I knew about her. I could tell by her smile that she was flattered by my knowledge of her personal achievements as both a college gymnast and coach, and then I added that a big part of the reason I wanted to go to State was because I admired the dedication she had shown to her girls when she resigned her position with the National Team to focus on them… not mentioning anything about the rumors of why she really resigned.
It seemed like I was convincing her that I was the perfect fit, but I still wasn’t sure my achievements were enough to get the scholarship, so I picked up the hair dryer, saying, “I hope you don’t mind if I dry my hair, I don’t want to go out with a wet head.”
“Not at all, and by the way, your pictures didn’t lie, you really do look Jennette McCurdy,” she replied.
“Yeah, I get that all the time,” I said, and just then my towel fell to the floor for a second time. I looked back in the mirror, and I could see Coach Pryor scanning my nude body again, but this time I just kicked the towel aside and said, “There’s no sense putting that back on, it’ll just fall off again.”
When I looked at her reflection I saw that Coach Pryor was staring at my ass again, and once I was sure she had gotten a good look, I turned 180 degrees until the front of my nude body was facing her. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder, acting like I was trying to see the back of my hair in the mirror, and I could see she was still staring at me, and immediately my pussy started to heat up.
Now being a lesbian doesn’t mean you’re attracted to every other woman, just like all straight girls aren’t attracted to every guy, but it wasn’t hard to tell that she liked what she saw, and now I was pretty certain that the rumors were true, and her sexual preference was girls. Of course, I was still hoping my qualifications had already convinced her that I deserved the scholarship, but if not, I was starting to believe that using my feminine charms to secure a full ride might still be an option.
Now that I knew my Plan B might work if I needed it, I needed to know where I stood, so I turned off the hair dryer and asked, “So Coach, do you think I have what it takes to compete for you at State?”
She reluctantly pulled her eyes from my naked body, and then she said, “You definitely have what it takes Lexi, you have tremendous gymnastics talent, your academic transcripts look great, but I’m afraid things aren’t that simple, and I‘m probably going to have to offer the scholarship to the other girl.”
I could feel tears welling in my eyes, and Coach Pryor could see how emotional I was getting as I asked, “You said things aren’t that simple… if I have the talent and the grades, what else do I need?”
She finally looked me in the eyes and said, “Lexi, it’s obvious you’ve worked very hard for this, but I’m still concerned about the groin tear you had last season, and there is one other thing… I know it’s political, but the other girl also has good qualifications, and her family has promised a large endowment to the gymnastics department if we offer her the scholarship, so that’s the way the AD is leaning.”
Now I was angry… no, I was fucking pissed! I knew my injury was completely healed, and I had worked and sacrificed for years to get a scholarship to State, so I wasn’t about to let someone with less talent than me get it, just because her family had money. Everything I had done was for this opportunity, and I knew I deserved it, so at that moment I decided it was time to pull out all the stops.
I moved to where my bag was and pulled out a brown envelope holding my MRI, and then I walked over to where Coach Pryor was sitting. As I stood naked in front of her, I handed her the envelope and said, “Coach, I can’t do anything about the other girl’s money, but you have a Masters Degree in Physical Therapy, so I know you can read one of these… and this shows my injury is completely healed.”
She took the envelope from my hand, trying hard to avert her gaze from my firm young tits, which were barely a foot from her face, but she finally tore her eyes from my hard pink nipples and looked at the MRI. Then after reading the doctor’s written evaluation she said, “Your groin tear might be completely healed, but…”
Before she could continue her ‘but’, I said, “Coach, if my groin wasn’t healed completely, could I do this,” and then I launched myself into a handstand, and did an inverted split, spreading my legs straight out until they were parallel to the floor, with my newly painted toes perfectly pointed east and west, and my excited pussy wide open for Coach Pryor to see.
As I held my pose, I could see she was staring between my widespread legs. Then once I had given her that view, I stood with my left foot on the floor, and then I pulled my right leg straight up in front of me until my shin was touching my nose, and my right foot was pointed straight up to the ceiling. In this position, my shaved pussy was pointed directly at her face, and I could see her eyes were firmly locked on it as she nervously licked her lips.
Coach Pryor still didn’t say anything as I performed a few more moves to show my flexibility, and flash my pussy at her, and I could tell I was having an effect, so I decided it was time to turn up the heat. I walked over and sat on the edge of bed, right next to her chair, and then I laid back, put my hands on the inside my knees and pushed my legs straight out until my heels were almost touching the mattress. Now my wide open crotch was only a couple of feet from her face as I said, “You’re a physical ther****t Coach, feel how solid my groin muscle is.”
“Lexi, I can see how strong and flexible it is,” she said, but I could see her fidgeting as her eyes were locked on my pussy, which was wet with my juices thanks to my excited state.
“Please Coach, just feel how solid it is,” I said in an almost begging tone.
“Okay,” she said as her voice cracked, and then she slowly leaned forward and reached her hand towards my crotch, and as she gently rested her fingers on my groin muscle, only a couple of inches from my excited cunt, I let out a soft moan.
She began slowly moving her fingers in a circular motion, getting even closer to my swollen pussy lips as she did. It felt more like she was gently caressing my skin instead of examining my groin muscle, and that was what I was hoping for as I softly said, “How does it feel.”
“Amazing,” she said, and then her face suddenly turned red as she realized what she said wasn’t the proper answer, and then she blurted out, “Strong, I mean the muscle feels strong,” but then she licked her lips yet again as she looked directly at my drooling slit, bringing a slight smile to my face.
I could tell Coach Pryor’s defenses were dropping as her arousal built, so I pulled out the stops and said, “You must be a great physical ther****t Coach Pryor, your fingers feel incredible, unfortunately my mom died when I was young, so I didn’t get much very much TLC when I was growing up.”
“I saw that your mom died when you were **********, and you also lost your dad… I’m so sorry Lexi,” she said sympathetically as she continued rubbing my groin muscle almost unconsi0usly, while still staring at the object of her desire between my legs.
“Thanks, when my dad was alive, he used to tell me that my mom was a really good gymnast… but she died of an overdose, and then my dad was killed when he was driving drunk. That’s why I never do d**gs or drink,” I said, and then I added, “But I really missed the things that I saw other moms do.”
“Like what,” she asked, still rubbing my groin muscle, even though she didn’t need to any longer.
I moaned again as her fingers started making a wider circle, getting dangerously close to my swollen labia. Then I said, “I missed a lot of things, but one day at the park, a girl fell and skinned her knee. She started crying, and I remember her mom running over and saying ‘let mommy kiss the ‘boo boo’ and make it better, and sure enough, as soon as she kissed it, the girl stopped crying. It was like magic, and after that I always wished my mom could have kissed my ‘boo boos’ to make the pain go away.”
“My mom used to do that too,” she whispered, with her eyes finally meeting mine again.
Now it was time to take my shot. I had convinced her that I was healthy, but there was still no way I could compete with the other recruit’s family fortune, so I needed to use the only advantage I had other than my talent and brains to get the scholarship, and as she continued rubbing my groin muscle I whispered, “Coach Pryor… will you kiss my ‘boo boo’?”
Suddenly her hand froze, but she didn’t take it away, and she didn’t move her eyes from my overheated cunt as she said, “Oh Lexi, I don’t think I should…”
“Please Coach, your fingers feel so good, but kissing it would be so much better,” I said, and then as she looked into my eyes I whispered, “Please Coach… please kiss it where it hurts.”
I held my breath, fearful she might come to her senses and walk out of the room, but instead she removed her hand from my groin muscle, and then she slowly leaned forward and gently pressed her lips to the soft skin of my upper thigh, only inches from my throbbing pussy.
“Mmmmm,” I moaned, and then I whispered, “Can you kiss a little further to the right.”
I could tell she was losing all control as she moved her lips even closer to my pussy and kissed the smooth skin at the crease where my inner thigh met my pubic mound.
This time I groaned out loud, and as she inhaled deeply, I was sure she was savoring the musky scent that was rising from my soaked cunt. Then I whispered, “Please coach, just a little more to the right.”
Coach Pryor lifted her face from my crotch, realizing that if she moved any further to the right, her lips would land right on top of my quivering pussy, and she said, “But Lexi, if I…”
Before she could say any more I groaned, “Please Coach, I’m not a *********** anymore, and I need you to kiss me there… please,” and then I slid my hands up my body and caressed my firm young breasts.
Coach Pryor watched me pinch my hard nipples, and as she surrendered to her desires she groaned, “So beautiful,” and then leaned forward and pressed her lips to my aching cunt.
“AHHHHH,” I sighed as she kissed my pussy like it was another mouth, and then her slippery tongue snaked out from between her lips and skewered my wet slit.
“Uggghhh,” I grunted as she began slowly tongue fucking my drenched pussy. Then her hands slid under my ass and gripped my soft buttocks, lifting me up as she pushed her tongue deeper inside me.
Nobody had ever licked my pussy like Coach Pryor… not my boyfriends, not Frankie, not even Stacy. She was so good that it felt like her tongue was teasing my clit, fucking my cunt and licking my asshole at the same time. Her technique was so amazing that I could already feel my orgasm building, but as much as I wanted to cum, I knew I had more to do, so I reached down and reluctantly pushed her mouth from my quivering gash.
“Lexi, what’s wrong,” she groaned as I pushed her away, and as I did I could see how wet her face was. Her lips, cheeks and chin were covered with my syrupy lubricant, and I didn’t know if I was so aroused because she was the first woman I had ever tried to manipulate with sex, or if it was her incredible talent for cunnilingus, but something had me oozing pussy juice like never before.
“Nothing’s wrong, I just want to take your clothes off,” I replied as I pushed her jacket off her shoulders, and as I did, she kissed me deeply. Coach Pryor’s kiss was urgent and hungry, and I could tell she liked being the aggressor. Her tongue slipped between my lips and dueled with my own as I tossed her jacket aside, and then I began pulling the black top she was wearing over her head. She broke our kiss as it passed her face, and then our mouths met again as I began undoing her black bra.
As I fumbled with the clasp she lowered her head and took one of my hard nipples between her lips. My body shuddered, but I still managed to undo the clasp and toss the bra aside, and then I squealed in pleasure as she gently bit the rubbery pink nubbin. I know I may have manipulated her in the beginning, but she had definitely taken control, and as she pushed me back onto the bed with her mouth still attached to my nipple, her hand found its way between my legs, and then I grunted as her long middle finger parted my slippery folds and entered my body.
I could feel Coach Pryor’s breasts pressed against my skin as she sucked my nipples and fingered my aching pussy. She really knew what she was doing, and as her fingertip found my hard clit, I felt my orgasm building again, but I had to try and regain control before I came, otherwise I might not have a chance to use our encounter to my advantage. So I used all my strength to roll my body until I was on top of her. Then I leaned my face forward and sucked one of her dark, puckered nipples into my mouth as I reached for the waistband of her slacks.
Now it was Coach Pryor’s body that shook as I sucked on her nipples while my fingers undid the button on her pants. Then I f0rced my hand inside her panties, raking my fingers through the bed of soft, curly hairs that covered her pubic mound before plunging my middle finger into her wet cavern.
“ARGGHHH,” she growled as I shoved one, and then two fingers deep inside her excited womanhood. Coach Pryor’s back flexed as she hunched her hips upwards, driving my fingers even deeper into her boiling cunt, but as I pumped my digits in and out of her clenched pussy, she suddenly stopped me.
“Did I do something wrong,” I asked, fearing she had changed her mind.
“No, I just want to get these pants off,” she said as she kicked of her ‘sensible shoes’ and then stripped off her pants and panties, leaving her as naked as me.
Now I got a good look at her. She may not have dressed or moved in the most feminine way, but she was very attractive. Her short, dark hair framed her pretty face, and she had smoldering brown eyes. Even at thirty five, it was obvious she worked out regularly. She had a medium build, with toned arms and legs, and while her tummy had a slight swell, she didn’t have anything that could be remotely considered a ‘belly’. Her breasts had very little sag, and because of her darker complexion, her nipples looked almost brown. And now I could see the lush patch of dark pubic hair that my fingers had combed through earlier, and it was trimmed to a perfect triangle on the sides.
I had started out seducing Coach Pryor with a purpose, but now I realized that I was incredibly attracted to her. Suddenly it wasn’t just about the scholarship… I really wanted to have sex with her, no matter what else happened. Just then she pressed her naked body to mine and we kissed deeply again.
Once again her kiss was passionate and f0rceful, and as her tongue invaded my mouth, my hand slipped down her body and found its way between her legs. My fingers easily found their way to her warm, wet target this time, and as I sucked on her tongue, I jammed two fingers back into her sodden cleft.
“Oh Lexi,” she groaned as she broke our kiss, and then as my fingers assaulted her aching cunt she said, “It feels like you’ve done this before.”
“I have, but only with young girls… never with a real woman like you,” I whispered in her ear as I fingered her pussy.
She looked into my eyes and smiled, and I could tell right away I had said the perfect thing. By calling her a ‘real woman’, I had appealed to the sense of p0wer and authority that all coaches had. She was the boss, and I had just confirmed it. Then she lowered her face to my neck and began kissing and licking her way down my body.
I was literally shaking with anticipation as she reached my hard nipples, sucking and nibbling on both of them, and sending jolts of sexual electricity straight to my aching young twat. At this point I didn’t care which one of us was the aggressor, I had done everything I could, and now I just wanted to feel her incredibly talented tongue on my hard clit again.
As she kissed the soft skin of my tummy, her hand made its way back between my legs. I let out a low groan as her long middle finger pushed into my slippery pussy. She went slowly, not sure if she was going to meet any resistance, and when she didn’t, she suddenly thrust two very long fingers deep into my tight vagina.
“AGGHHHH,” I cried out as she began vigorously fingering me. I groaned as she started curling her fingers inside my pussy, hitting me in ways no one else ever had. My God this woman knew what she was doing, and I realized that she could probably make me cum whenever she wanted to. I had heard about something called a ‘G Spot’, and all I knew was if it did exist, she had found mine.
I began lifting my ass to meet her digital thrusts as she fingered me, and at the same time her mouth continued its journey south until I felt it gliding over my hairless pubic mound. Her breath felt hot on the bare skin, and then her slippery tongue slipped from between her lips, and slithered over my hard pleasure pea.
“OH GAAAWD,” I howled as she began flicking and stabbing at my hard clit with the tip of her tongue, while her fingers continued to probe the deepest parts of my feminine tunnel. There was no doubt she knew her way around a pussy, and as I spread my legs as wide as I could to give her maximum access, she began strumming my clitoris with her tongue like it was a guitar string.
I could feel my insides starting to boil over as she expertly used her fingers and tongue to bring me closer to orgasm. Then I let out another howl of pleasure as she pushed a third finger deep into my sucking hole. The only time I had ever felt this full was when Mr. McCann was pounding my helpless pussy with his massive cock, but this was different. Coach Pryor’s fingers were moving around inside of me, finding places nobody had ever touched. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt, and I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer.
“Oh God Coach… I’m getting close,” I groaned as her tongue began spinning around my clit like a top.
“Mmm hmmm,” she moaned into my pussy, letting me know that she wanted me to cum.
Then she mashed her tongue hard against my clit and began sliding it up and down while she curled her fingers upwards and started stimulating the membrane along the top of my cunt… and I exploded.
“AHHHH FUUUUUUCK,” I screamed as my insides went completely haywire. I could feel my pussy rippling as it clenched on Coach Pryor’s unsympathetic fingers, and her tongue felt like it was trying to push my clit deep inside my body as she rolled it around the hard little organ, sending electric impulses from deep in my asshole to my rock hard nipples. It wasn’t just my groin that were convulsing… I was having what felt like a full body climax, and it was showing no signs of letting up.
“Oh God… Oh God,” I started moaning as waves of orgasmic pleasure tore through my body like a tsunami. Then finally, almost mercifully, the electric impulses that were causing every muscle in my body to contract were starting to fade, and as Coach Pryor slowly extracted her drenched fingers from my spent cunt, she lifted her tongue from my over-stimulated clit, and I collapsed back onto the bed.
My chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath, and when I opened my eyes I saw Coach Pryor’s face hovering over mine. She smiled, and I could see my thick pussy juice clinging to her cheeks, lips and chin, confirming what I already knew… that I had just had one of the hardest, most intense orgasms of my young life. The contractions from my climax had been so p0werful that my tummy muscles were aching like they did when I finished an ab workout.
We both lay quietly for a few moments, and then Coach Pryor finally broke the silence when she said, “So it seems like you enjoyed that.”
“Oh my God Coach, it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt,” I replied softly, and I wasn’t lying.
Then just when I thought things were going perfectly, she said, “Lexi, I need ask you something, and I want you to be completely honest with me… are you trying to seduce me to get that scholarship?”
‘Oh fuck, she’s on to me,” I thought to myself as I realized I had made a huge mistake. I had already gotten Frankie, Mr. McCann and Bill to commit to giving me what I wanted before I satisfied their sexual desires, but Coach Pryor had committed to nothing. I had lost my leverage, and the only way I could it back was to threaten her with blackmail, and I really did like and respect her too much for that. I was a manipulator and a negotiator, not a blackmailer. I knew I had fucked up, and it was time to come clean.
I took a deep breath and said, “Coach, I worked hard for that scholarship and I think I deserve it, so when you told me you were giving it to someone else because they had money, it hurt. I’ve wanted that scholarship more than anything in my life, and I was willing to do anything I could to get it. I guess I did try to seduce you so you might change your mind, but I swear that once things started, I didn’t care if I got the scholarship or not, I just wanted to be with you. I’m so sorry I wasted your time.”
I could feel the lump in my throat swelling as I prepared her to lash out at me, or just get dressed and walk out, but she looked at me and smiled, and then she said, “Lexi, anyone who has the passion and conviction to do whatever it takes to succeed is someone I want on my team… the scholarship is yours.”
“What… I mean WHAT!!!” I cried out, and then I hugged Coach Pryor, which suddenly felt a little awkward since I just admitted I had tried to seduce her. “Coach… I can’t tell you… I mean, this just means so much… I’ve dreamed about…” I stuttered and stammered as I tried to find the words, and then finally I just put my hands over my eyes as the tears of joy flowed freely.
Coach Pryor pulled me to her and said, “Lexi, you’ve earned this… not because of what we just did, but because you’re a great gymnast, a fantastic student, and I see a lot of the same grit and tenacity in you that I have in me,” and then she laughed and added, “And besides, any girl that can manipulate me the way you did is someone I want to compete with, and not against!”
We both laughed as I wiped the tears from my eyes, and then I said, “But coach, what about the other girl… the one whose family was going to make the endowment?”
“You let me worry about that,” she said, sounding unconcerned, and then she added, “You were the better prospect all along, and I hated that the AD was making money the deciding factor, but I’ll deal with that… I just want you to concentrate on getting yourself ready to come to State this fall.”
Those were the most beautiful words I had ever heard, and I hugged Coach Pryor again, then as I looked into her eyes, I mouthed the words ‘thank you’… and then I kissed her deeply.
I could still taste my juices on her lips and tongue as at first she kissed me back, but then she suddenly backed away and said, “Lexi, you don’t have to do this… I meant it, the scholarship is yours.”
I just softly said, “I know it is Coach, but I was being honest, I really am very attracted to you, and I really want to do this… with no strings attached,” and then I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her deeply as I pushed her back on the bed.
Our tongues swirled around each other as my hand moved up and began fondling her breasts. They weren’t very large, probably a B cup, but they were firm and round, and as I gently squeezed her tit flesh, I felt the rubbery nipple pressing into my palm.
Coach Pryor moaned into my mouth as I dragged my thumbs over her erect nubs. Then I lowered my face to the nape of her neck and began kissing and licking the sensitive skin. I could feel her body squirming as my mouth moved lower, sliding over her collarbone and down her chest until I felt the swell of her breasts beginning to rise. I gently kissed the warm flesh as I moved towards the top of the soft mound, and finally my lips encircled her excited nipple.
“Ohhh Lexiiii,” she groaned as my tongue flicked and teased the puckered button. It felt like the end of a gummy worm against the tip of my tongue as I toyed with it. And then she gasped as I sucked it between lips and then gently clamped down on it with my perfect white teeth.
“Oh fuck… that’s sooo good,” she softly moaned as I teased one nipple, and then the other, and then I left her breasts and began working my way down her body, maneuvering myself until I was lying on my stomach between her spread legs.
Her breath was coming in short gasps as I kissed her tummy, which may not have been as tight as when she was a gymnast, but was still pretty flat for a woman her age. Then as I moved to where my face hovered just above her triangle of lush pubic hair, she said, “I guess that’s something you don’t see much… nowadays most girls either keep them trimmed or shave them completely… like yours.”
“Well you can’t have one of these and wear a high cut leotard, but I think it’s kind of sexy,” I said with a smile, and then I leaned forward and dragged my tongue through the spongy patch of curly hair, moving downward until the tip dragged over her clit and then dipped into her incredibly wet, swollen cunt.
“AHHHH,” she gasped as my tongue made first contact with her stimulated pussy. I wasn’t sure how long it had been since she had sex with another woman, but she was reacting like someone emerging from the desert and having his first drink of water. There was no doubt that she was incredibly aroused, and it was time I repaid her for what she had done for me.
“Oh God Lexi,” she groaned as I gently lapped at her sopping wet gash, and then her pubic hairs tickled my nose as I pushed my tongue as deep into her soft folds as I could. Her hips started rotating as I tongue-fucked her, but I could tell by her movements that she wanted even deeper penetration, so as I moved my tongue up to tease her hard clit, my right hand slid up between her legs, and then I plunged both my middle and index fingers deep into her steaming cunt.
“THAAAT’S IT,” she groaned as my fingers easily penetrated her drooling cleft. It felt like I was pushing them into an over-ripened melon as I began fucking my digits in and out of her. Coach definitely wanted penetration, and she groaned out loud again as I added my ring finger to the mix, stuffing her cunt with three fingers, but it still felt like I could fit more into her gaping snatch.
Now I began pushing my hand harder and deeper into Coach Pryor’s wet canal, and I could hear the squishing noise as her juicy pussy accepted my hard finger thrusts. Her aroma was heady and intense, and her savory nectar coated my tongue like warm honey as I started licking her clit again. I was getting aroused again, and for a moment I thought about slipping my free hand under my body and fingering my own reignited pussy, but instead I decided it was time to make Coach Pryor cum.
She was grunting and hunching her hips upward to meet my thrusts, and that was when I had an idea. My fingers were long, but my hand wasn’t very big around, so I pinched my thumb and fingers together, almost like I was holding an ice cream cone by the tip, and then I lifted my face from her crotch and began pushing all five digits into her inflamed cunt.
“NNNNGGGAAAAHHH,” Coach wailed as I began slowly pushing my hand into her wet pussy. I suddenly worried that I might be hurting her so I began backing it out, but she quickly reached down to grip my wrist, holding it in place as she groaned, “No baby, don’t stop, the pain will go away… just go slow.”
Once again I started applying constant pressure, and I could feel the walls of her vagina stretching as all four of my fingers entered her. Coach was groaning like a wounded an1mal as I f0rced my thumb and hand between her pussy lips, and I wanted to make sure I kept the pleasure intensity up, so I turned my head slightly and managed to get my tongue back on her clit, and just then the fattest part of my hand slipped deep into her cunt, and then it sealed around my wrist.
“OH FUUUUUCK… IT’S ALL THE WAY INNNN,” she groaned as my entire hand was entrapped in her tight canal. I still had my fingers extended, so I was very careful as I began moving my arm, fucking Coach’s pussy with my whole hand as my tongue began vibrating on her clit.
“That’s it Lexi… that’s it,” she moaned as I increased the tempo of my thrusts, while still circling her pleasure button with my tongue. I could feel her body tensing, and I knew a p0werful orgasm was on the horizon. Coach raised her ass from the bed, giving me a better angle for deeper penetration, and I could feel the walls of her vagina tightening even more around my hand.
“Oh Lexi… Oh fuck baby, don’t stop… that’s gonna make me cum,” she groaned as I started moving my hand and my tongue even faster. All protocol between coach and student was gone. All she wanted me to do was fuck her, and fuck her hard, and she wasn’t embarrassed to tell me so.
The muscles deep in her groin were gripping my hand so tight that it felt like it was in a vice, and I could see Coach’s face starting to turn red as I continued massaging her clit with my tongue, and then with one final thrust of my hand, the dam burst.
“FUCK… LEXI… I’M CU… CUMMIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!” Coach screamed as her whole body went rigid. I could actually feel the walls of her vagina go into a series of wild spasms as her orgasmic contractions clenched and released my hand over and over. To feel what the inside of her pussy felt like at the moment of climax was one of the most amazing things I had ever felt in my young life, and judging by how she was screaming, it was even more intense for Coach Pryor.
“So good… so good…” she moaned as her orgasm started to subside. I could still feel the contractions deep in her pussy squeezing my hand as I lifted my mouth from her clit. I had to admit that I was filled with a kind of pride that I had given her such an intense orgasm, but then as I began pulling my hand from deep inside her, she grabbed my wrist and yelled, “Oh fuck Lexi… I’m cumming AGAIIIIIN!!”
Holy shit… I couldn’t believe it. As Coach Pryor wailed like a banshee, I felt her pussy gripping and releasing my hand as another wave of orgasmic spasms tore through her body. Her second orgasm was just as intense as her first, and she held my wrist in place as she humped her hips up and down, using my hand like a dildo as she fucked herself with it. Then she clamped her thighs around my arm, holding my had deep inside her as she let out one final sigh, and then she just groaned “Oh Lexi… amazing… amazing…” as her second climax finally came to an end.
Coach Pryor’s kegel muscles finally relaxed, and as I extracted my hand from deep inside her pussy, it actually made a ‘sloosh’ sound as it exited. Her womanhood looked raw as it gaped open from my hand fucking, so I leaned forward and gave it a gentle kiss, almost as if I was kissing her ‘boo boo’ as she had mine. Then I lay down next to my new Coach and kissed her lips gently.
After resting up for a few minutes, Coach Pryor and I took a shower together, and then we got dressed and go to dinner, although showering with her had gotten me horny all over again. We had a wonderful time at the restaurant, but all the while I was mindful that regardless of what had happened, she was going to be my Coach, and we weren’t equals. I even told her that so she knew I would never use what we had shared to gain any special treatment, and she was very appreciative.
We went back to my hotel after dinner and wound up back in bed, enjoying another round of orgasms, although this time she asked that I not use my whole hand… she was still a bit sore from earlier. As we lie in bed afterwards we began really getting to know each other. She talked about getting into coaching, and she even confirmed that the rumors about her affair with a gymnast from the national team were true, and even though they didn’t force her, she thought it was best if she resigned.
We also talked more about our sex lives, and while I admitted that I liked both boys and girls, she declared she played strictly for the ‘Women’s Team’. She also confessed that she hadn’t had sex with anyone for two years since the national team incident, and I told her I was really glad that I was the one who broke her dry spell.
The next day Coach Pryor sent a car to pick me up, and I spent the entire day touring State’s campus, seeing the gymnastics facilities, checking out the dorms and meeting other people associated with the gymnastics program. Then she took me to meet the Athletic Director.
I was a little concerned with how he would react to me, since Coach had chosen to offer me the full scholarship over the girl with the wealthy family, but he was very welcoming, and told me how Coach had convinced him that I was the most worthy candidate for a full ride to State.
After our meeting with the AD, Coach told me that the way she convinced him they could offer me a scholarship was to use part of the endowment they were going receive from the other girl’s family to pay for it. Right then I could tell she knew how to get things done, and as someone who also knew how to get what she wanted, I was looking forward to learning so much from her.
We went out to dinner again that night, and then back to my hotel where we had a third vigorous lovemaking session, but as we lay together, I knew I it was going to have to come to an end, for both of our sakes. When I had used sex to manipulate Frankie, Mr. McCann and Bill, it ended once I got what I wanted… until I needed something else that is. With them, sex was part of an exchange program, although I always enjoyed it too… I mean let’s face it, sexual manipulation is my fetish, and like I always said, the orgasms were just as satisfying as the material things I received.
But it was different with Coach. Seduction may have helped get my scholarship, but she figured that out pretty quickly, and I knew that I could never use sex to get any preferential treatment from her, and I didn’t want to. Now that I was in, I wanted my gymnastics talent and academic ability to be the reason for my successful. Sex was my conduit, but once I was in the door I believed in hard work. I just needed to find a way to tell her that after that night, it was all about school and gymnastics.
As I tried to think of a tactful way to broche the subject, Coach said, “Lexi, I think we need to talk about something.”
“Sure Coach,” I said, truly not knowing where she was going.
“Lexi, I can’t tell you how much I’ve enjoyed the last couple of days… it’s been over two years since I’ve been intimate with another woman, and you were amazing, but when I leave here tonight, this part of our relationship needs to end, and when you come back for workouts, we need to be Coach and team member, with no other influences,” she said matter-of-factly.
What had just happened? I had been lying there trying t think of a way to remove the sexual part of our relationship, and she had just done it. The odd thing was, it was exactly what I wanted too, but my heart actually sank a little because she was the one who broke it to me.
“I understand Coach,” I said softly, with almost a tinge of sadness in my voice.
“Lexi, regardless of what happened between us the last couple of days, you earned that scholarship with your gymnastics talent and academic ability, plain and simple, and I know that you’re going to make everyone at State very proud. I just don’t think either of us can take a chance of having a relationship that could jeopardize the things we both want for ourselves and each other, because if it was found out, you could lose your scholarship and I could lose my job,” she said.
It was incredible… she was saying exactly what I had been thinking, but it would have been so much easier on me if I was the one saying them. I felt a lump in my throat as I fought back a tear, because even though I agreed with her 100%, I felt a little like I was being dumped, and I had just discovered that I preferred to be the ‘dumper’ than the ‘dumpee’.
After we agreed, Coach looked at me with a sly smile and said, “But before I go, one more thing,” and then she disappeared under the covers, and before I knew it, she was tonguing my pussy to one last orgasm. After that she got up and got dressed, declining my offer to return the favor, and then we shared a final, passionate kiss, and I knew that when I returned in the fall, she would be ‘Coach Pryor’, and I would be one of her freshman gymnasts… no more, no less.
Now it was time to head back home and get ready to go to college!!
FIN Part IV
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