Ok so let's recap. My name is Skylar. I'm 18 years old, I'm a high school Senior who plays softball, and my boyfriend of 4 1/2 years Marshall recently broke up with me. Here I am in my Coach's office, Coach McMichaels, and after a conversation we had, she's now kissing me on my neck which is really turning me on. Now that we're all up to speed, let's continue.
As Coach McMichaels continued to plant those gentle, soft kisses on my neck, I could feel myself starting to get wet.
"Coach McMichaels, we can't do this," I said trying to put up a front like I wasn't enjoying it.
"Well do you want me to stop?" she replied.
Did I want her to stop? My brain was screaming YES at the top of it's lungs but my body was loving every second of it.
"No" I said or think I said or maybe it was a moan. Damn I hate how needy that sounded.
Coach kept on kissing me on the neck and then used her tongue to trace little circles around my clavicle. Fuck, I've never had this done before Even when Marshall would kiss my neck he never went that far down. Coach must have known I liked that because her lips left my neck and she planted a kiss on my lips. I didn't try to stop her. Her lips felt like velvet crushed against mine and her tongue started probing my mouth so I opened it and allowed entry. Now her tongue was touching my tongue and they were doing a dance inside my mouth.
At the same time she lifted up my shirt and placed her hands in the underside of my bra and started to gently squeeze my breasts. I could feel myself getting wetter, but I hoped she wouldn't do one thing, because that would drive me absolutely crazy, but alas she did. Her hands moved ever so slowly up my breasts to my nipples. She first brushed over them with her thumbs and then took them between two fingers and started to pinch them. I moaned in her mouth, my nipples are so sensitive.
As we continued to kiss and she continued to pinch and play with my nipples, my mind was going a thousand miles a minute.
"What in the actual fuck is going on? I'm sitting on the couch in my Coach's office making out with her while she plays with my nipples. Was she insane? Was I? This was a huge no-no.
She could get fired if this got out. I would be shamed for all of eternity if this got out. What about graduation? If I didn't graduate, I could kiss all of my D-1 scholarships goodbye and would end up stuck at some community college. This had to stop, now."
That's what my mind was saying but fuck the way she was tugging on my nipples my body was starting to cave. Her hands left my breasts and I groaned in frustration. What a fucking tease. Then she smiled at me with that same damn seductive smile and carefully pulled my t-shirt over my head, careful not to get it stuck in my hair which I had put up in a ponytail.
Once my shirt was gone, she reached around my back and unclipped my bra and pulled it off my shoulders, down my arms and tossed it on the floor next to my shirt. Ok, now this is REALLY going too far. I'm naked from the waist up in front of my softball coach and she's playing with my nipples. I was getting so horny it was driving me crazy.
"You have such beautiful breasts Skylar, she said as she continued to play with them. They're nice and perky and you have the cutest little nipples".
She once again placed my nipples in between her fingers and gave them a little pull. I moaned again. This was so unfair. She was torturing me in the absolute best way possible. Then she leaned forward and kissed me again with those soft lips that had been driving me wild for the past 15 minutes. I could feel my breath starting to get heavy and I was making little sounds as she kissed my lips and played with my nipples.
Her lips left my lips, and once again she was giving me those soft, sensual cheek kisses. Her lips began to travel down and I knew where she was going and I almost lost it. Was she going to do what I think she was gonna do? She can't, she just can't. She did. Her lips went down to my neck and started kissing it.
"Fuck," I hissed as she continued to kiss my neck while pulling and twisting on my nipples.
I could feel it now. I was really wet. She was doing the two things that turned me on the most at the same damn time. I could tell my resistance was getting looser and looser and I was slowly, but surely losing control of myself. As she continued to play with my nipples, her mouth left my neck and she came all the way up my head to my ear. She pushed my hair back and whispered in my ear
"Do you like the way I'm playing with your nipples?" before she took my earlobe in her mouth and began sucking on it.
This lady was not human. How in the hell is she turning me on this much that my pussy is this wet? Have I gone that long without sex that she is making me melt and all it took was 15 minutes? Am I that much of a slut that this is all it takes to make me this horny?
She left my earlobe and smiled again as she went back to kissing my cheek. Then she kissed me on the lips, and started kissing her way back down to my neck. Once her lips touched my neck I shuddered, but she didn't stay there long. I could feel her lips on my chest. She was going there. She was definitely going there.
She stuck out her tongue and licked a line down my breast on one side and then licked up it on the other side. I shuddered again, this was fucking nuts. Then she took her tongue and licked around my nipple, licking my light pink areola. She gave my breast one final kiss before she went back down and flicked her tongue over my nipple.
"Oh my God, I said with a moan. Coach that feels so good."
While she licked one nipple, she played with the other one driving me mad. I adjusted my seating on the sofa slightly and I could feel it. Yep, my pussy was dripping. She then repeated the same process on my other nipple. Licking it while playing with the nipple on the opposite end. I was moaning loud now.
I couldn't believe I was on the verge of cumming and she hadn't even touched my pussy. Her licks on one nipple while pinching and twisting the other were sending pulsating vibes down my body to my pussy, and it was certainly acting accordingly. Her hand that was working my nipple left and started trailing down my stomach. When she got to the button of my jeans, she unsnapped them in one motion.
What the actual fuck? She really just unbuttoned my jeans that easily. I felt her hand go down in my jeans over my panty clad pussy.
"Skylar, she said with a giggle, you're so fucking wet."
I moaned out, "Yes, fuck I'm so wet."
She leaned into my ear again and whispered in it.
"What would you like me to do about that?"
Her breath was warm, yet soothing on my neck.
"Please Coach, Rub my pussy."