Girls Soccer CoachChapter 1
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I watched 16 yelling, screaming brats reducing to shambles the dribbling drill I had designed for them, and I asked myself how in the hell I got involved with coaching a boys’ soccer team. I don’t know shit about soccer. I should have been out drinking, and trying to get laid. Nobody but a dummy like me lets his “community oriented” boss talk me into coaching his son’s soccer team.We were two games into the season, and we’d lost both games badly. The k**s were playing with enthusiasm, but...
I almost gave up coaching after the Ravens broke up. I knew I had already tempted fate too often, and one more dalliance might turn out to be a disaster. But I had discovered during those three years that I really enjoyed coaching, and I was reluctant to just give that up. I decided to try something different. I called the coaching coordinator of the club I had worked with, and asked him if there were any boys' teams that were looking for assistance. He got back to me a week later and told...
As much as I could, I tried to keep up with the athletic careers of the Striker and Raven players after they went off to college. Jim told me that his daughter, who had gone to a Division II school not too far away from home, was doing great, both academically and on the pitch. Some of the other girls were a little harder to track down, but I eventually found out that Patti had dropped out of school after her freshman year and moved in with her boyfriend, much to her parents' displeasure. I...
It all began when soccer season did. Being on the team, I was obliged to travel with the other boys for matches, juggling my school work on top of daily practice and my match schedule. But despite that, each one of us on the team made sure to train extremely hard, and because of that, we just kept winning our matches. Unfortunately though, that also meant that we had to keep traveling further and further out as we continued winning and made a beeline toward nationals. Before long, we were...
It was a warm fall day and the boys' varsity soccer team was scrimmaging. Shirts vs. Skins. Nick was a skin. Some of my colleagues suggested I should support the sports teams, get more "school spirit". Gag. But if it meant getting to see Nick's taught, glistening abs again, well, I guess I could take one for the team. Get it? Nick spotted me and jogged over to where I was sitting. "Hey, Miss Lane. What brings you here?" he asked oh so casually. "Oh, I've always been a sports fan, especially...
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It wasn’t hard for my Coach to seduce me. After all, I was young, horny and inexperienced. Some one touching my cock, anyone, was a dream come true. The first to touch mine was my soccer coach, about 20 or 30 years older than me. It was exciting and flattering that an older man took such an interest in me. The first time he sucked my cock was after a practice. He was giving me a ride home and it started with his hand on my thigh, I think when I didn’t protest, it was like a green light for him...
My older brother always borrowed moeney from me and promised to give it back, which never happened. As the younger brother I started to get pissed on him, of course. He always played soccer and was on training and I guess he used the money to party with his pals from the team. One week I was rellay pissed and I needed the money. He just said he didn't have anything left but told me he could offer something else. What would that be, I asked. Something you nevere will forget, he just said with a...
Saturday, April 30, 2005 (Continued) I drove to the school, and then got on the bus with the rest of the team and our coach. There was a great deal of laughter and high spirits during the 45-minute trip north to Salem, as this was the first real game we'd gone to with the expectation of beating our opponents' socks off. I'd only played two games since I'd discovered my proximity sense. There was no special anticipation before the first of those two, because no one had known that my...
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The Walker Hill High School soccer team had a reputation. Everyone considered it a loss if they couldn't win a game against them by four goals. We won the game five-nothing. I finally saw happy faces after the whistle, a relief after three straight losses. This was good for us, as it was a Sunday afternoon, and we had more spectators than during weekday games. Glenn Harrison and I made sure all the girls had been taken care of before we left. I was preparing to make a turn toward...
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TranssexualAs Bella headed down to the soccer pitch, her nerves started to act up. She hopped the other girls wouldn't be as mean as her last team. She had only met Coach Stella once before when she was asked to join the team. She was a tall blonde woman with a muscular body and a flat chest. She had been nice to Bella when she met but Bella guessed she would be different on the field. Bella entered the field and saw two girls on the other side of the pitch getting ready. The first girl was a short...
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He watched her, smiling to himself as she walked into the locker room to change for gym class and then glanced down at his phone again. She emerged in a pair of shorts that showed off her round ass beautifully and a tank top that hugged her perky tits. He tore his eyes away."Andrea, can I see you for a minute?"Her eyes flashed to him, surprised, as the football coach taught some gym classes but wasn't usually on hers.She nodded and came over. He motioned to her at his office door and she walked...
Helping to coach the girls soccer team has been lots of fun. They are a great group of girls who I have seen grow up from little girls to young adults. They have known me for so long they are as comfortable as can be with me. After practice one day two of them stuck around to work on a couple things. After another hour of working with Jessica and Andrea we decided we were done and they were going to head into the locker room to change. I figured I would wait outside since the campus was empty...
Thwop! "No no no no!" It was a perfectly good serve, fast and hard, nicking the far corner of the backhand service court. But it wasn't at all what he was trying to get me to do. Coach Anderson came out on the court and moved up behind me. "No, no-- here, let me help you feel it." This was, I knew, the part of his job he liked the best. I reached down into the basket for another ball. If his eyes had been hands, his lashes would have goosed me. "No balls, Linda," he...
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It was a Friday night after a late baseball practice at my high school. I am in my senior year. I had turned 18 already and my parents did not mind me staying out late. Since I had no curfew to worry about I was in no rush to get home and dallied in the locker room. Before not too long I was the only person there. Being an 18 year old boy my mind immediate went to sex. After I looked and confirmed no one was around I pulled my pants down, sat down on a bench, and started to masturbate. ...
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To catch the readers up: I am an 18 year old in high school ( I got held back ). My baseball coach, Coach H, caught me masturbating in the locker room after a Friday evening practice. Coach H is 58, hairy, and athletic. He tells me masturbation is natural and does it as well. We went to his office and masturbated a bit before he fucked me in the ass. Since that evening Coach H and I have gotten together in his office Friday evenings after baseball practice and masturbated and he fucking me...
The next Friday I again ask Coach H if the two of us could masturbate after baseball practice. Coach H invited into his office as usual. I undressed first and sat on the sofa and started to play with myself. Coach H stopped me and handed me an ice pack. “Put this on your groin and think of something non-sexual like physics. I want your dick limp” he tells me. I comply. After a few minutes my cock is cold and limp. It has shrunk to its non-aroused state. While I am holding the ice pack...
We had another late baseball practice the following Friday. Wondering if Coach H (late 50’s with a hairy athletic body) meant what he said that I could ask him about masturbating with him again I delayed going back to the locker room to shower off by hitting a few balls in the baseball cage. I got back to the locker room as the last of my teammates where dressing. I undressed and hit the showers. While drying off in the shower I heard a cough and it was Coach H. He told me that if I had any...
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True(Setting the scene: I am an 18 year old in high school on the baseball team. One Friday after practice I was caught masturbating in the locker room by my baseball coach Coach H. He is 58, hairy, and athetic. Instead of getting in trouble Coach H started to masturbate with me and eventually we ended having sex. We have had sex several times since then.)Coach H was grumpy during the next Friday night baseball practice. He did not even wait for me to ask if the two of us could get together. ...
I was able to make it to Coach H’s house the following Saturday. Coach H greeted me at the door and invited me in. He handed me a beer as we went into his living room. We sat next to each other on the coach. While talking about school Coach H turned on the TV and started up another video of him and his wife having sex. There were multiple angles in the video. Some from the side, some from behind, and some from Coach H’s POV. Coach H and I were rubbing our cocks through our pants while...
A recap. I am an 18 year old high school student on the school’s baseball team. Coach H, my baseball coach, is in his late 50’s, has a hairy athletic body, and a large veiny cock. Coach H caught me masturbating in the locker room after a late Friday practice. He told me that masturbation was natural before he joined me. We ended up in his office where he fucked me in the ass after tongue fucking my hole. Afterwards Coach H told me that that if I felt like masturbating with him again to...
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Jake was standing on the sideline watching his nephew Bryan’s team, the Rattlers, play soccer. He would go to the games whenever he could make it, which meant when he didn’t have to work. His work consisted of two different occupations: running charter boats out of his brother’s marina and playing music in the bars up and down the beach. He made a pretty good living between the two, and one of the fringe benefits of his work was that he met plenty of good-looking women.His older brother Fred...
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Thank you. Xoxo, the text read. Sean cursed at the prospect of having to endure Michael's various caprices longer than necessary and at his inability to say no—more accurately: to say no to the pair of perky breasts Michael's mother, Sharon, used to keep in either no bra or a sports bra under her tank top. In combination with her yoga pants, this gave an overall picture that had Sean nodding absent-mindedly and stupidly commenting open-mouthed uh-huh's whenever she was talking to him, no...
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