The Coach and I

Every girl in high school I knew wanted the head football coach. They all thought he was sexy. In my senior yearbook there were photos of the coach with the cheerleaders. They all but said they wanted him to fuck them.

And none of those cheerleaders knew that just a couple of years later I was sucking his cock and I was his sissy-boy.

I was spending long weekends with him. Living with him in his house when his family was gone. Being his woman as he let me wear his wife's clothes and the use of her makeup.

I was his sex slave on these weekends. I would do anything for him but yet I loved nothing more then to be held in his arms and those long passionate kisses.

Most of the time I would be on my knees when I was with the Coach. Most of the time his thick, long cock would either be in my mouth or in my ass. I really had no preference. As long as he pumped his jizz into me.

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It all began when I saw the Coach at an adult bookstore. This was in the mid-80's when you still went to adult bookstores to get porn.

I was at the magazine rack looking at the Gay porn when all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw a man reaching for one of the Gay mags I was looking at. When I looked at him I immediately recognized the Coach and he recognized me.

In my Freshman year I had the Coach for a Math class and even though I was not a good student I showed up everyday and did my best.

Now all these years later I remembered him and luckily he remembered me. We exchanged smiles and I hoped to God he didn't notice my shaking hand as I was holding the magazine.

A few moments later the Coach walked out of the store and I soon followed.

When I walked out I headed towards my car and I was just about to get in when I heard my name called.

It was the Coach and he was sitting in his car and with the most beautiful smile I ever saw he motioned me over.

"You were my student a few years ago, right?" The Coach asked me. I said yes and he then suggested we meet and talk at a nearby McDonald's. When we did I ended up sitting in the coach's car and once the small talk was out of the way he asked me if I wanted to get a motel room. Of course I said yes and he even drove me to a motel where he went in to get a room then I followed him into Room #15. I'll never forget Room #15 because I was in heaven for the two hours the Coach and I spent there.

During those two hours I sucked on the Coach's cock and let him fuck me up the ass. I was on my hands and knees and the Coach slammed his dick into me with a rhythmic motion that sent me to heaven.

And when we were all done. When he unloaded his cum into my mouth he then wrapped his arms around me and held me close. We laid in bed and soon my tongue was deep in his mouth. Soon he was letting me lick his sweaty asshole.

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The next time I saw the Coach was in his office at my old high school.

When I arrived on campus he was on the football field conducting practice. He was wearing a polo shirt and shorts and from my view in the stands I admired his muscular legs, his tight butt, and his massive chest.

When practice was over the Coach and his staff and all the players walked off the field and I made eye contact with him and it was obvious he wanted me to follow where everyone was going.

As I walked towards the locker room I met the coach halfway and we shook hands and walked to his office and if anyone was watching I was simply a former student visiting with the coach.

The Coach and I talked football until we were safe in his office. With the door was locked and the shades drawn he wrapped his massive arms around me and soon our tongues were swirling in each other's mouths.

There was a couch in the office and he sat down and I sat on his lap. For ten minutes or so all we did was French kiss and even though there were moments I wanted to break away and start on his cock the coach wouldn't let me.

We continued to kiss and as we did we stroked each other's cocks. I came first and he caught the jizz in his hands and licked it off in his mouth and let me have the leftovers.

When the coach was ready to cum I made him put his cock in my mouth and when he exploded my mouth was fill with his sweet cum.

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"My wife and kids will be out of the house," the Coach told me when we met again at the McDonalds which became the place where we would always meet and talk and plan our next rendezvous.

"We'll be alone for three days and I want you to be my woman," the Coach told me. Now you might think these words were out of left field but they really weren't. You see, in the conversations that we had had since our first encounter I told him that one of my fantasies was to dress as a woman for him. To dress in lingerie and frilly blouses and skirts and to be a woman to my male lover. As I made this confession I was sure that he would laugh at me but he didn't. The first time I told him this we were in another motel room and he took me in his arms and held me tight. He said that I could do anything I wanted. He said he would be my man and he would let me be whatever it was I wanted to be.

Two days after the Coach told me his wife and kids were out of town I arrived at his house in the afternoon after he texted me and told me he was all alone.

After walking into his home the first thing he did was lead me to the master bedroom where he and his wife slept.

From the photographs I saw of his wife she looked like the actress Kathleen Turner from the 80's.

The Coach was bisexual and he said he enjoyed having sex with his wife Sally but he wanted more.

After we walked into the bedroom he showed me where his wife kept her clothes and then he left me alone telling me to come out when I had found what I wanted to wear.

About a twenty minutes later I left the bedroom and joined my man out in the living room where he was relaxing on the couch.

I was wearing his wife's silk, hi-cut panties as well as a sheer nightgown.

I had also found in the bathroom her lipstick and my lips were ruby red.

To be honest I must have looked silly but the Coach never let on.

Instead as he got up and drew me into his arms I could feel his cock was already hard.

He then bent me over the couch and slid the panties down my legs and started eating my ass out as he spread my ass cheeks.

This went on for what seemed like only seconds and I enjoyed every minute of it. He then stood up and told me to suck his cock.

I sucked his cock as I had been but this time I did with red lipstick and as my mouth moved up and down his thick long shaft it got redder and redder.

"Oh yeah," the Coach said in a raspy voice. When he finally came I gagged but he would not take his cock out of my mouth, I started squirming but he held my head tight.

After all the cum had drained in my mouth I finally had a chance to breathe and when I did I thanked the Coach for not letting me get away.

TO BE CONTINUED...