The Coach - Sex Stories

The Coach

... This cleared it for a second. What the fuck was he thinking? He looked up at her. She was lost in another massive orgasm. She had her eyes closed, and her head tilted back, face pointing at the ceiling. She was rubbing her stomach and breasts, touching her own lips, her fingers slippery with all of the sweat covering every inch of her body.

Eventually, she finished coming. Floyd looked at the clock, and realized she'd been grinding his face and coming for two hours! What was happening?

She dismounted from his lips and laid on top of him. She leaned her head on an elbow, and looked him in the eyes.

"I think we should do this again, time lover," she said, dreamily.

Floyd noticed, though, that her eyes were dilated.

"What is happening? Why are you having the same visions as me?"

"We're connected!" she said, smiling beautifully.

"Hang on, why are your eyes dilated?" he asked.

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because I've been micro dosing?" she replied.

"What?" said Floyd. Then he started laughing, and added, "That's why we're so connected through time! You're fucking tripping, and so am I! Why didn't you tell me this?"

"Tell you I'm micro dosing? Why? Who cares?"

"Because you're passing the drug to me, in your squirt and other fluids!" said Floyd, shaking his head and smiling.

"Wait, so you're saying you're tripping from drinking me? What the fuck?" she said, sitting up, leaning on her outstretched arm, and furrowing her brow.

"Yup, seems that ...

... way! I've been fucking tripping out, thinking I was seeing my past lives with you! But, in reality, it's all meaningless, and we're just on a drug trip!" he said.

"Is it really meaningless, though?" she replied, looking a little hurt.

"Well, I think my feelings for you are real," he said, "but I don't know if flowing through fucking time together was a real event!"

"Well, I want you to be with me, now. I think we really are connected through time, and the drugs just opened our eyes to what we already knew." she returned.

Floyd though for a moment. It sounded crazy. It WAS crazy. Yet, he couldn't blow her off. He felt a strange, ineffable love for her. An idea struck him, then.

Chapter 5

They sat in an abandoned temple on top of a mountain side. The fog rolled along the floor. It was disturbed into swirls and eddies by their deep in and out breaths. Floyd and Talia sat together, deep in a meditative trance. Back at Talia's house, Floyd had been confused, and wanted to know if there really was something going on, without any drugs. She had agreed to give them a shot, a real shot, in complete sobriety. They had come to this temple, and had stayed for several days, meditating for many hours each day. Now, their meditation had finally ripened.

Floyd opened his eyes and smiled in the cold moonlight pouring through the broken roof. He looked over, and saw that Talia's eyes were opening, too.

"The universe, you, me, it's all just this, isn't it?" said Floyd as he ...