As I drove to work, I knew she would be waiting for me and what she'd do as soon as I arrived. The bad news hadn't bothered her one bit because we already figured out the solution to this whole problem. While I continued my drive with a smile on my face and a rapidly growing erection, my mind wandered back to when it all began.
At twenty six years of age, I was the head coach of an all female, small college softball team. It consisted of fifteen players and one team manager. All the players had good to fantastic bodies and were pretty to beautiful. Most of them had boyfriends and the few others either weren't interested or preferred same sex relationships.
The team manager was a short, pudgy, well endowed, carrot colored, red head. who always dressed in baggy tomboy clothes when she wasn't in uniform. Her outgoing personality and very cute face is enhanced by two thick luscious lips, a ski jump nose and green eyes that could light up a room, with white satin skin, that is heavily sprinkled in freckles which run all the way down to her toes.
During the season, I came to think she liked only women due to her mannerisms and who she frequently socialized with. Little did I know the true Lisa and wouldn't until that summer following the end of the season. You see, I get to have one returning team member work during summer vacation with me preparing for the next season.
Surprisingly, Lisa was the first to volunteer and I just as surprisingly agreed. She is a local girl, so it was extra money in her pocket and a short walk to work. It was decided and the team went their separate ways for the summer, while Lisa and I settled down to the task of preparing everything from the field to equipment to ticket sales and even recruiting players for next year.
We were eating lunch in my air conditioned office, cooling down from the extreme heat. Lisa took a healthy long swallow of her cold drink and let out this absurd loud belch. We looked at each other in silence for a moment and then busted out with laughter.
She was the first to speak. "Coach, that burp was as disgusting as the rest of me and I just have to laugh," she jeered.
"Lisa," I quizzed. "Why do you put yourself down like that? I think you're a very pretty young lady."
"Well," she replied and looked down at the floor. "I can't find a boyfriend because I'm too fat and my wardrobe isn't the sexiest ensemble around. I'm 19 and still a virgin and only get excited when watching or reading about sex."
"So," I inquired, "why does that disgust you?"
Lisa looked up at me with a tear in her eye. It broke free and slowly streamed down her cheek. Her bottom lip quivered as she answered. "Coach," she trembled, "I want to be intimate with a man and satisfied by him. I just don't have the confidence and knowledge of how to get one and keep him. Can you help me out? Can you hypnotize me and build my confidence like you do for the players?"
I sat back in my chair in awe. Lisa was referring to 'Confidence Therapy' which is allowed for the players because I'm also a licensed hypnotist. Anything outside the policy and guidelines set forth by the school could mean my immediate termination. I remained in a state of shock as Lisa looked at me with a serious expression.
"Lisa," I gasped, "I can't use hypnosis on you for sexual reasons. I could get fired and the school could be held libel if anything went wrong."
Lisa sighed and snarled, "Coach, you can hypnotize me before and after work and even during lunch when we're off the clock, can't you? The school isn't involved then."
I stalled and made her think I was in deep though about it. I didn't know how to answer. She sat there impatiently waiting for an answer. "Lisa," I finally said, "I want you to go home tonight and seriously think about this. We have tomorrow afternoon off and if you're truly sincere about this, I'll hypnotize you then. Is that a deal?"
Lisa smiled showing her perfect white teeth and said, "it's a deal."
We finished the day and went home for the evening. I tossed and turned all night thinking of what I'd do. Thoughts of Lisa's lips sucking my cock kept me hard and awake. Then when I'd finally doze off, the imagined taste of her sweet cunt would fill my mouth and I'd suddenly find myself waking with my tongue stretched out as far as it could go. I was dreaming of sucking her hairless, freckled cunt. The only way to solve this problem was to just make her all mine and teach her all I knew about sex.
Lisa showed up right on time and we began our task of sifting through all the gear and uniforms and stored them in their proper places until next season. The morning flew by and soon it was quitting time. We once again sat in my chilled office sipping our cold drinks.
Lisa lounged back in her chair and asked, "Well coach, are you ready to hypnotize me?"
"Yep," I quipped. "Are you ready to become a complete woman?"
"Oh yesss," she sighed with an ear to ear grin.
"Lisa," I returned. "You're going to have to trust me 100% and put yourself in my hands with all your heart and soul. Can you do that?"
"Oh coach, I'll do anything," she hissed.
"Ok Lisa, put your hands in your lap and you feet squarely on the floor and relax. I'm going to ask you a series of questions first in order to better prepare me.
I asked her all the pertinent questions needed in order to see how good of a subject she would be. Not all people can be hypnotized. With that concluded, I proceeded to put her under. Lisa slowly fell into a trance and remained slowly entering a euphoria. I tested her in several ways to see if her trance was authentic and it was. Now it was truth or dare time. I had a plan and knew I'd soon be getting my cock sucked, but I had no idea of just how well I was going to luck out.
My monotone voice found her ears and she responded to my questioning. "Lisa," I asked. "Are you here today to gain self esteem in your sexual life?"
"Yes," she answered.
"You want that very much, don't you" I asked.
"Yes" was her soft reply.
"Ok," I continued. "I'm going to ask you some questions, that will require your complete honesty, do you understand?"
"Yes" she answered.
"Lisa," I inquired. "do you want to have sex with a man?"
"Yes" she replied.
"Why a man? Why not a woman?" I quizzed.
Lisa quickly said, "A man has a cock."
"Oh," I perked. "And just what would you like to do with a cock?"
"Everything," she sighed.
"I see, does that mean you'd like to have that cock inside every one of your holes" I asked.
"Yes" she hissed, "especially my mouth. That's a must."
"Why inside your mouth," I asked.
"I don't know. Its just a strong deep feeling I have that never goes away and is only getting stronger. Family tradition I guess," she answered.
"What is your family tradition Lisa," I inquired.
"Women in my family keep their husbands happy and home at night by sucking their cocks," she stated.
"How do you know this," I asked.
"I've overheard them talking to one another at various family functions. Some even brag about their talents, and I've seen my mom suck my daddy off many times and cum from start to finish," she explained.
"How often does your mom suck his cock," I asked.
"Everyday," Lisa quipped "Now that they're older only twice a day, once in the morning and again at night in bed."
"Really" I gasped, "does she enjoy it that much?"
"Yes" Lisa replied, "she even has orgasms while sucking his cock and at night she usually sleeps with it in her mouth."
"Usually" I asked.
"Yes" she replied, "sometimes they have anal sex and fall asleep with his cock inside her asshole."
