Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

Coach’s Cutie Ch. 03

... want to them. And then he repeats the word 'anything' and clarifies that anything you do will be kept completely secret, and never be held against you."

Greg gulps down a hard swallow as he processes this scenario.

Me: "Then the man hands you those same rubber gloves we saw him use, and after you put them on, he goes into the other room and retrieves a giant bowl of that exact same pepper balm concoction, along with his little wooden paddle. He passes all of that over to you and says, 'They're waiting for you.'"

Greg (under his breath): "Oh my god."

Oh wow. This little interactive fantasy is working even better than I was expecting it to.

Me (as I begin to softly move my fingertips all over Greg's body): "You walk into that room, and just as the principal said, those three schoolgirls are all tied up and waiting for you. Their legs are strapped to the wall above their heads, while their arms and hands are tied down at their sides. They're basically in the exact same positions as they were in the movie, and they're even in the same order, with the Madison lookalike in the middle." Greg (as if he's hanging on my every word): "How do they look? Are they nervous or scared?"

Me (quickly): "As soon as they see you walk in with those gloves and that bowl, a look of sheer terror takes over their cute little faces."

Greg takes a deep breath.

Me: "You see this and it causes you to look down at the bowl. But when you do, you get hit with a powerful aromatic wave ...

... coming from the pepper balm. Any thought that maybe this wicked concoction isn't as bad as you feared, goes completely out the window, as just being in the vicinity of it instantly causes your eyes to start watering and your nose and mouth to burn a little."

Me (continuing): "Sensing firsthand how powerful the substance is, you place the bowl and wooden paddle down on the ground and off to the side. You also remove your rubber gloves, at least for the time being."

Greg (with fear in his voice): "What am I going to do? I'm not going to hurt them, am I?"

Me: "You begin to survey the three innocent looking teens, all tied up with their pussies and assholes spread so wide open for you. But with the bowl of pepper balm out of the way now, you notice a new smell. A scent you know and love all too well. With the three girls so completely spread open, there's an unmistakable smell of vagina filling up the room."

Greg starts breathing heavily, as if he's really getting turned on now.

Me (continuing): "But it doesn't smell like full on sex, it's much more innocent. It smells like the most virgin of pussy. There's no trace of man, or penis, or semen having ever been near these vaginas before. They're as fresh and untouched as they've been their entire lives, and the cleanliness and the overwhelming innocence of their scent is unmistakeable, and it just reinforces the immaculateness of these sweet, adorable virgin pussies spread open before you."

Greg turns from looking ...