After a while of relaxing and calming down, I was actually surprised that neither of us fell asleep. But mom continued to stroke my body soothingly and I continued to trail my fingers over her silky skin as I lay on top of her with her rubber cock still inside me. Neither of us seemed to want to remove it, and I was actually enjoying the connection that it seemed to give us. We were literally connected through our pussies by the big double headed dildo resting inside both of us. As I affectionately rubbed my face against her naked chest, mom rolled over onto her side but kept me firmly held against her body and her cock wedged inside my pussy.
I giggled as I found myself laying by her side and looked up at her with a smile on my face, as she continued to trail her hands and fingers over my skin. She smiled down at me and then tilted her head to the side as if she was deep in thought. She then asked, "Sweet heart, I know we have always respected each other's privacy, but I don't think you lost your virginity to Jamie. So tell me, baby girl, when and with who did you lose your virginity?"
I went wide eyed, knowing that I could not lie to her. I had never been able to lie to my mother my whole life. I nervously bit my lower lip and dropped my head, refusing to look her in the eye. She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted my chin up with her finger, forcing me to look up at her. I knew I had a look of fear on my face, as I looked up at her narrowed eyes as she seemed to look straight through me. I finally mumbled out, "Um, with someone from school?"
She continued to look down at me sternly, as she waited for me to continue. When I stayed quiet, she asked "A female student or a teacher?"
I felt my face flush, but answered evasively "She's not actually a teacher, mom."
She kept her face calm but I swear I saw fire in her eyes, as she asked "Who? And what happened?"
I jumped in, saying "Nothing bad, really. It just kind of happened."
Mom stared down at me with her face still serious as she sternly asked, "Stop dodging the question, young lady! Who?"
I took a deep breath and answered, "Coach Stephanie."
Mom's eyes shot open and her mouth popped open in surprise, as she digested my confession. I was worried that I was in trouble, but I was surprised to watch mom's face turn from one of total surprise to one of intrigue and finally a smirk. She asked with obvious interest, "Mmm...Tell me more, baby girl. I want all the juicy details."
I sighed, both to relax myself and knowing that she really did want me to describe me losing my virginity. I looked back up at her and began my story...
Coach Stephanie Jenkins was the girls gym and softball coach. She had a very casual and relaxed personality. She insisted to being referred to by Coach Stephanie as opposed to Coach Jenkins, because she said that it made her seem more approachable. She made it known that she was available to talk if ever a girl needed someone to talk to. She had a well toned body, gorgeous tits, and a great ass. All the men and boys in town lusted after her. She never seemed to be interested in any of them and so word spread that she was probably a lesbian. No one could ever confirm it and no one ever had enough courage to ask outright. She had long blonde hair that she always kept up in a tight pony tail. She was almost always dressed in tight athletic clothing. It wasn't what could be described as too revealing, considering it was really the same things that the female softball players and other female athletes wore during practice and games. But she always wore them, even just around town.
Her pants were always the tight stretchy kind that clung to every inch of her lower body. Her shirts were of the same material and showed off her assets amazingly. She never showed much skin, but with clothes that tight she really didn't need to. I had stayed late at school, trying to master several new cheerleader maneuvers. I wasn't overly athletic, but I practiced all the moves so much that everyone seemed to think I was Olympic material. I hadn't had a lot of contact with Coach Stephanie, other than seeing her around the gym when she would help out our cheer coach. I was always comfortable around her, but at the same time nervous. At the time I didn't worry about it, considering she was not my actual coach.
I was in the showers alone, after finishing my maneuvers alone in the gym. My coach had given me permission to stay as late as I wanted, as long as I made sure the gym was locked when I left. I had done this numerous times in the past, and never run into anyone else. I was startled and jumped when I heard a gasp behind me. I turned around and saw Coach Stephanie just as naked as I was, standing at the edge of the shower room with a surprised look on her face. I blushed and tried to unsuccessfully cover up my breasts and crotch. For some reason, even though I had showered with the other female athletes and never felt a bit self conscious, being naked in front of Coach Stephanie made me panic like I had done something wrong.
I immediately stuttered out, "Coach Stephanie! I'm sorry. I was just taking a shower, before I went home. Coach said it was ok. I didn't know anyone else was here."
I continued to blush furiously and cover my naked body. Coach Stephanie finally seemed to get a hold of herself and return to her usual behavior. She shook her head at me and smiled, saying "It's fine. You just caught me by surprised. I thought I was the only person here too. Relax, I just need to shower too."
I nodded my head, but still was unable to drop my hands from covering up. She smiled at my behavior, as she walked across the shower room and turned on another shower on the other side of the room. I couldn't help but watch her step under the hot water and begin to run her hands over her magnificent body. I felt my pussy tingle at the sight of her all wet and completely naked body. I forced myself to turn around and tried to concentrate on continuing my shower. She however brought my attention back to her, when she began "I do remember your coach telling me that you stayed late from time to time. I guess it was only a matter of time, before we ran into each other like this. I was working out in the weight room. I like to use the school's equipment from time to time so I can keep up with the rest of you girls when I need to. You don't stay late every day, just a few times a week, right?"
I was looking back at her over my shoulder as she said this. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled reassuringly at me. I finally worked up the courage to answer, "Yes, Coach Stephanie. I usually stay late a few times a week when I need to work on my maneuvers."
She smiled back over her shoulder again at my obvious nervousness, before finally adding "You can relax, sweetie. We're both women. It's nothing we don't have or haven't seen before."
I nodded and tried to return to my shower. We stayed quiet, as we both continued to wash ourselves. I glanced over my shoulders a few times and admired her sexy body. I even saw her glancing at me a few times. At this point in my life, I had already accepted and come out to my mother as a lesbian. So I was not overly surprised to be attracted to her, but I also wasn't very confident in myself yet. So I wasn't in the habit of hitting on other females or openly admiring them. We finished at about the same time and walked out to grab our towels and get dressed. As I dried myself off, I caught the sight of her hairless pussy as she bent over to dry off her calves and feet. I immediately turned my back to her, as my own pussy screamed at me and grew wet. I quickly began to dress, when she asked "So, does your mom pick you up at night or do you have a car?"
I stuttered out, "I have a car. My mom is ok with me staying late as long as I am home at a sensible hour and am able to finish all of my homework before dinner."
She nodded her head at me, as she began dressing herself into her oh so sexy tight clothes. I knew what I would be doing tonight in bed, but I didn't want to let on that I was overcome with lust in front of this beautiful woman. We both finished getting dressed at the same time, but just then the lights went out. I gasped and stood rigidly still. I wasn't afraid of the dark, but this was unexpected and it was pitch black. Coach Stephanie then called out, "It's ok sweetie. It's probably just the storm kicking the lights off."