Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2024 14:22:31 -0800 From: Jan none Subject: Sharon's Soccer Coach 1 (Lesbian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/Ffff) Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/Ffff This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between girls and a woman. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2024 Jan, all rights reserved. You may contact me at janmay6969@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Sharon's Soccer Coach 1 By Jan My mother and I live in a bedroom community in El Dorado, Calif. Located south of Folsom Lake and east of the State Capital of Sacramento. My mother is fortunate in that she is the recipient of a substantial estate, so we can afford to live comfortably. Mom enrolled me in Catholic schools from the day I started preschool. When I was 10-years old I and in the fifth grade I discovered the pleasures of masturbation. I masturbated in my bed at night, in the shower or tub, on the school bus and almost any place I could get aways from prying eyes. There were still times I would stand at the corner of a desk and press my crotch against the corner and move enough to get off without classmates or teachers suspecting what I was doing. When I was 14-years old I entered high school and was enrolled in St. Francis Catholic School, El Dorado Hills. I enjoyed school and the friendship of my classmates. A good number of them I had gone to school with from preschool. The first day of school was exciting. We were in new uniforms and getting to know a new campus. It was so much bigger than our previous school and we were meeting girls that came from other campuses. We were to attend different classrooms for each subject and move between classes in five minutes. My first period class was my freshman social studies class. The second period class was my Algebra math class. Our second period classroom was to be our home room where we would listen to the public address system for the morning report. I remember that class the most because our lay- teacher was Ms. Terry Hone. All of us girls were impressed with her because she was 5-foot 7-inches tall with her brunette hair pulled back in a ponytail and she had blue eyes. We eventually learned that she was 28- years-old and had been a star on the University of California at Berkeley soccer team. I mentioned her because while she was reading the names of the girls in the class from the list she was holding, and she read the name Sharon Miller I responded: "Here" I was attracted to her. I had known that I was attracted to girls and women, but had never let my classmates know that I was sexually attracted to them. I consider myself to be acceptably attractive. I was 14-years-old, 5-feet 5-inches, 110 lbs. I was disappointed that my breasts were only a B-cup, and like my mother I shave my pubic hair off. My hair is ginger red, green eyes. I had been playing soccer and considered myself an aggressive forward. When I got to my sixth period physical education (PE) class and found out that Ms. Terry Hone was our PE teacher I was excited. We were told the first day that we needed to buy the following items: gym shorts, sports bra, reversible jersey in school colors, gym socks, and gym shoes. She asked us if we were interested in joining the school soccer team? There were eight of us girls that stepped forward and expressed our desire to compete for the school. Terry turned the other girls over to another teacher that would instruct them in games like archery, baseball, basketball, swimming, and volleyball. Terry took the eight of us to the varsity locker room. We were told that the room would be shared with the current sport and if we chose, we could play other sports during the season. We were given lockers. And we were taken out onto the practice field to meet our fellow soccer players. Some of them were very welcoming to us freshmen but the ones that were on the varsity team treated us coldly. We knew we would have to earn their respect. I watched the way Terry interacted with the girls and could tell that there were some of the girls that she was particularly close to. I noticed the way she touched them. I suspected that she was a lipstick lesbian. One day I lagged-behind gathering up the soccer balls and put them in a net bag and carried them into the gym and stowed them in the locker, before heading to the locker room to strip to take my shower. By the time I got to the locker room my teammates were almost dressed and ready to leave. I sat on the bench and stripped off my cleats, knee socks, and shin guards before taking off my jersey, sports bra, shorts, and underwear. By the time I was naked the locker room was empty. I had the showers to myself. I took my time showering and drying off before returning to my locker. While I was standing in front of my open locker, I suddenly had a desire to masturbate and stood there looking into my locker and reached down and stuffed two fingers into my hungry cunt and frigged myself. My concentration was shattered when I heard Coach Terry say: "Come to my office when you're finished!" She turned to go to her office and when she opened the door to her office, she discovered that I had followed right behind her. I followed her into the office in all-of my naked glory. Terry sat down on her chair behind the desk and said: "Sharon you must be aware that you are failing your algebra class. If you don't improve your grade, I'm going to have to remove you from the soccer team." I pleaded: "I can't fail! I will do anything!" Terry said: "Let's make a deal, if you come up to my house and enter the garage from the side door and remove all-of your clothes and enter my home through the door into the laundry room and kitchen." I promised to do as she demanded, and returned to my locker and got dressed and used my cellphone to call my mother and told her that I had to go to my math teacher's home to discuss improving my grade to be able to stay on the soccer team. I had plenty of time to think about what to expect as I walked to her home, following her directions. When I entered the garage, I found there were clothes hangers hanging on a rod in front of her car. I stood there and removed my clothes and hung them up and placed my shoes under them. Then entered through the door into the laundry room and went through the kitchen and made my way into the living room and found Terry sitting in her favorite chair with her arms resting on the overstuffed arms and her legs spread widely. She was naked and looked like an erotic goddess. Her hair was loose and flowing over her chest and her tits were playing peekaboo through her hair. I couldn't take my eyes off her crotch. Her vulva was covered with dark chestnut pubic hair and labia lips were visible with a clitoris the size of a single Vinna signage. When Terry spoke, it was a simple command. "Get down on your knees and crawl to me! I want you to eat my cunt, ass, and any other chores as I see fit!" I knelt on the floor and crawled on my hands and knees to the front of her chair. I placed my hands on her soft warm inner thighs and started licking and nibbling on the soft inner flesh of her thighs working my way closer to her crotch. She was using the fingers of her right hand to masturbate her substantial sized clitoris. She commanded: "Eat my cunt!" I looked up at her and said: "I will, if you get your hand out of the way!" When she laughed and removed her hand, I pressed my face into her moist dark pubic hair and smelled the pungent aroma of her cunt. Her engorged clitoris was poking my mouth. I simply took her clit into my mouth and started sucking on it while making little animal sounds. Terry was also extolling my ability to please her. She told me that I may become her favorite player if I improve my algebra test scores. I was swallowing her bodily fluid and promising myself to seek help to improve my math grades. After Terry had an orgasm that left her body shaking, she lifted her legs up and draped them over the arms of the chair and moved her butt to the edge of the chair, and told me: "Eat my asshole mow!" I moved my face down and smelled her asshole. I had no idea that an asshole smelled so sweet. I started licking her asshole and doing my best to stick my tongue into her asshole. I was thrilled to listen to the way Terry was telling me what to do. When she allowed me to stand up, she placed her right hand between my legs, palm up and stuffed her finger into my vagina and masturbated me until I had an orgasm and my knees almost buckled. When she removed her hand, she smelled her fingers and stuck them in her mouth and sucked on them. Then she had me sit at her desk in her office naked and she stood behind me and had me work several algebraic problems while she stood behind me and played with my tits. She made me do that until I was solving the problems without thinking. When she was satisfied that I was able to solve them without thinking she dismissed me to return to the garage to get dressed and go home. She had me return to her home for a couple of weeks to repeat having me gratify her sexual desires and practice my math until I was able to receive perfect scores every time. (Due to her efforts I graduated from high school with a 4:24 grade point average.) After the first couple of weeks of me sucking her pussy and eating her ass I learned that I was not the only one gratifying her sexual desires. I reported to her home after practice and saw another car in her driveway, and I recognized the car belonging to the captain of the soccer team, Gina, the senior and prettiest girl in the school. I entered the garage through the side door and found the clothes hangers with the clothes of three other girls. I debated about getting undressed but eventually took off my clothes and hung them up before entering the house. I casually entered the house and made my way to the living room. When I was standing in the entrance, I took in the sight of three of my teammates and Terry laying on the carpet and they were forming a daisy chain with each of them sucking the cunt of another girl. When the captain of the team that owned the car in the driveway looked up and saw me, she lifted her head and said: "Welcome Sharon, come here and give me a taste of your cunt!" I approached them and stood straddling of the girl that was a junior on the team and allowed the captain to cling to my hips while she licked my pussy. The other girl and Terry sat up and watched me getting my cunt eaten. The junior just flipped over and lay there looking up at me getting eaten by the captain. It must have been an interesting view. After I had an orgasm Terry introduced me to the star members of the team. Apparently, she selects a new freshman that shows promise to introduce to her star chamber to begin gruming to become future captains. Each of us pay homage to Terry's pussy and asshole. While each of us takes our turn gratifying Terry's desires the other three girls gratify each other. One by one we seduced, our other teammates in the shower or locker room until it was common for the team to return to the locker room hot and sweaty and strip off our practice uniforms and eat each other's pussy before showering. When I was the senior and captain of the team, I was well prepared to take my place on Cal's soccer team. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of female sexuality, please send your outline to janmay6969@gmail.com If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available.