Lessons In Seduction... (closed for Angelique127)

[Homerun2611]

Ronnie Bass had been born to be two things, a God loving Christian and a Quarterback. He had been raised with strict upbringing, a stern father, Daniel Bass, and mother, Isabelle. Until heading off to St. Ignatius Preparatory Academy for boys, he had been home schooled, along with his twin sister, Lacey.

Now his mother was no fool, she knew how attractive her children were, and she had made sure they had no interferences from forces that might have attempted to stain their purity. She cared and pampered for them, in fact she went so far as to bathe them so they were not tempted to explore and enjoy their private parts alone! Yet they were beautiful and there were times, where she did linger and enjoy the touch of their private parts herself. Of course their father knew, and often he and his wife would discuss how they needed to help their children avoid outside external temptations.

Yet, the athletic talents of their son could not be held back. He had been blessed with speed of Hermes and the strength and skills of a young Perseus, on the gridiron he was a young Greek God, and from the time he was 10 years old playing pee week football, his legend only grew.

Thus it was at the age of 13, David Herman, the new dynamic football coach at St. Ignatius had come to visit the Bass family, seducing the family with his belief in making their son the star they knew he could be, but keeping him protected within the confines of the all boys school. Isabelle had been particularly impressed by the young coach's pitch, dazzled equally by his pretty wife, Jasmine, and she had convinced her husband that if anyone, this was whom they should entrust their magnificent young son.

Now, St. Ignatius was not quite the cloistered setting Coach Herman had portrayed. There were mixers, and on football weekends cheerleaders came over from nearby St. Mary's school for girls, and their were frequent mixers between the two schools. However, Ronnie had been raised to focus on family, sports and God, and nothing else. So to the great disappointment to the girls at St. Mary's, the young quarterback never participated other than in the games. Yet he had caught their eye, and schemes were being hatched to lure the handsome, blue eyed blonde into the reach of their clutches.

Jasmine had noticed the young quarterback as well. The heat that had once burned between Coach Herman and his young wife had cooled considerably, as both hungered for the young gorgeous lovers they used to be. So it was fortuitous when one day Coach Herman had come home, slamming his clipboard on their kitchen table.

"Anatomy! God damn Anatomy!...Ronnie is failing Anatomy and Sex Education...he has been taught that exploration of the naked human body is against God's teaching...and he is going to fail! Can you fucking believe it...I have the only virgin quarterback in the entire country!" He sat down and cradled his head in his hands....."Somehow I have to get this kid through this...our season is over if he can't play...we have a real shot at the state championship...that could get me a college job...and he is going to blow being recruited by every top school in the country!"

It was then he looked over at his wife, she was wearing a sundress, and seemed a bit overheated with the oddest, and dare he say, wickedest smile on her face..."What the hell have you been up to?...Never mind, I don't give a shit...how the hell do I fix this problem with Ronnie?"

 

[angelique127]

I was surprised that my husband was home so early in the afternoon, usually during the start of football season we barely had any alone time together, David was always too busy coaching practice or watching films with his assistants late into the evening, and getting ready for the new season that we ever hardly spoke. Thank God he didn't get home ten minutes earlier or he would have caught me sunbathing next to the pool in front of the cute muscular pool boy in my oh so tiny and barely there bikini that I liked to wear during his weekly visits. How many times had I fantasized about the hunky stud muffin volunteering to apply the scented lotion on my body with his strong powerful hands ?

Within moments of writing young man a check for his services and him departing, I heard the front door slam and my husband enter. I quickly slipped on my sundress over my bikini, acting like nothing was out of the ordinary when moments before I had been behaving like a slut and showing off my body to the pool boy...

I could tell David's anxiety was through the roof and he was in the crisis mode. Did his star running back tear his hamstring and was out before the season even started or did his best wide reciever get suspended I wondered ? I listened while he explained that his star in the making protege senior quarterback was failing sex education and some other subject. I couldn't help but giggle and roll my eyes ! Who could ever imagine that Ronnie Bass, of all the students at St. Ignatius High, the hunky handsome young jock who could have his pick of any female he wanted would be failing sex ed ? On the other hand he did go to a all boys private high school, thanks to his strict parents and did have very limited exposure to girls, not to mention Ronny was being groomed by my husband for his future college career in football and didn't have much time or opportunity for dating.

Hmmm...my husband was asking for my advice. Lately I was beginning to feel like one of his trophies on the mantel over our fireplace. Yes he was proud of them and like to show them off when convenient, but was always seeking more, not content with what he had. On the other hand I understood his ambition, the love for the game and his desire to win and move on to bigger and better things. A head coaching position in a prestigious college meant more money and a better lifestyle.

" So honey, if I help you with your little problem what do I get in return ? I mean when you get the head coaching job at an exclusive university. Will you buy me a cherry red convertible corvette ? " I asked him, playing with the buttons on his shirt...

 

[Homerun2611]

I had to laugh, my wife's body was glistening with sweat, her dress was almost see through. I did take a second to enjoy it, she did have a rocking body and God she had been such a great fuck...but I was not going to start that now. It had been only a day ago that little brunette bitch, Carrie Peterson, had come in told me she had the fucking clap! I mean, God Damn little bitch, her I thought I was the only teacher she had come in and dropped her little lollipops for to bend over my desk, and she had done the performing arts teacher too, and God only knows where that weirdo put his cock! I had just assumed he was gay.

I realized it had been at least six months since I had fucked my wife, but I was busy and being the head coach had given me offers, and there was something...God Damn, it was hard to ignore when some eighteen year old girl with Daddy issues, came in and damn near begged to suck your cock and fuck them like the nasty little whore they were. Carrie was just the most recent, and my second in the last five months. None of the girls were from our school, we didn't have girls, but St. Mary's, fuck they must have held special instruction on how to seduce older men! My wife was actually more beautiful, not to mention the tits we had gotten her, FUCK ME! But when those young girls looked at you, especially the cheerleaders, those powerful little bodies, strong cores, kegels that gripped like a vice...who could resist those tight, tight...dripping wet young pussies! Well, maybe someone with morals could...I could not!

I'd started setting up mixers for my players, wink, wink, only to find myself eying up some young piece of cherry candy, and finding she was all to willing to indulge our mutual fantasies. Now I had two problems, first, if I had gonorrhea, and who else I might have infected, not that I was telling anyone, and now a much bigger problem, how the hell I kept Ronnie, my meal ticket, eligible? State was already talking to me, if I could deliver Ronne, an offensive coordinator, if not the head coaching position may not be out of the question.

I looked at Jasmine, seriously dude, yes these young girls are fun, but why the fuck aren't you tapping that? She had a body like a stripper, and a libido to match. Her body had a sheen all over it, and she was licking her perfect blowjob lips. I remembered how many of my buddies had begged me to roofie her and bring her over to the Kappa Sig house for a gangbang. They had no idea I was actually going to marry her one day, and I was more concerned that I probably didn't need to drug her for her to be up for it! Now, the idea of sharing didn't bother me near as much, LOL! She had be be getting something on the side to, didn't she? Either that or she was running through batteries like a mad woman with her vibrator.

Okay, let the penicillin take hold and I vowed I would go back to Jasmine, give up these high school gir...oh fuck...no I wouldn't, but no reason not to have both! And damn, if I could get this next job, there would be college coeds too! I was still young, good looking and something about being a coach brought submissives to me like moths to the flame.

She came over, and had a look that used to take about one second to go find a back seat or an empty room or closet to enjoy, " So honey, if I help you with your little problem what do I get in return ? I mean when you get the head coaching job at an exclusive university. Will you buy me a cherry red convertible corvette ? "

The playing with the buttons and those tits, God those tits, pressed against my chest, I was hard as a stallion. "Down boy!" I said to myself, all I needed was to give my wife VD, and I had only had the shot a few hours ago. "If you help me...and I get the job...yes...but only if you spread that sexy body on the hood naked for me when I do...how's that sound?" I knew she'd like that, my wife loved to show off her body, she worked hard enough for it, and what she didn't we had bought!

"Unfortunately, we have the game tonight...but if I don't have a tutor for Ronnie by Monday, this is is for him, and then it is week by week if we can start getting his grades up...so tonight, after the game...come on down to the field...and then maybe we bring Ronnie back here afterward to talk when we're done...tonight's a big game...St. John's, this week, St. Dominick's next week, then John Bosco...win all three and we are undefeated and a top seed for state play-offs!"

I pulled my wife in and gave her a big kiss...."Can you do this...can you get through and teach this kid...I mean...he has some screwed up idea that sex is evil?!?!"

 

[angelique127]

" Can you do this...can you get through and teach this kid...I mean...he has screwed idea that sex is evil !!! " my husband looked rather desperate.

" Why that poor thang ! Only a virgin would feel that way...if I do this you are not going to be jealous are you ? "

David shook his head.

" Well why I'm asking is, I remember the time that good looking assistant coach, what was his name ? Oh well it doesn't matter you had him fired...anyway you got so jealous because he was flirting with me at the party and he was sporting a hard on in his sweat pants that everybody saw ! "

My husband rolled his eyes, not liking to talk about it.

It didn't take me very long to decide to help him out. In fact the whole thing seemed like a challenge and something that I could handle with ease. Just as long as Ronnie wasn't secretly gay...

" Okay baby, by the time I am finished with your jock quarterback will know everything about the birds and the bees and think sex is the path to sainthood ! " I promised.

We kissed passionately, something we haven't done in months. Maybe because I thought the idea of seducing this young man and turning him into a stud with my husbands blessing was very exciting for some reason...

Finally we broke off the kiss, " I think I should go get ready for tonight. I need to get all dolled up for the game. "

I wanted to look my best for this special occasion.

 

[Homerun2611]

"What's wrong Ronnie?" My mother asked as she sat down the large bowl of spaghetti at 4 PM, it was my pregame ritual, but normally I was full of excitement about tonight's game, but she had sensed the dark cloud hovering over her handsome son's head. I felt her walk around me, and I raised my arms, so that she could peel my t-shirt off my skin. I felt the cool cream drizzled across my shoulders, and then my mother's soft and loving hands as she massaged, my neck, shoulders and back. She was such a caring and wonderful mother, I knew that none of the other players were treated as wonderfully or lovingly.

I spun a huge forkful of the delicious pasta, and put it in my mouth, I was embarrassed, but who better to share my shame. I felt her fingers dig in, deep, wonderful, "Mmmm!" I moaned, my mouth full of food. Suddenly, as her hands moved down my shoulders, I felt her lips brush my ear, and her breath on my neck. I squirmed a bit as I felt a bit of goosebumps, it always seemed to feel so good although I didn't know why. "Tell Momma what's wrong, maybe I could help?"

Now, while Ronnie took his mother's sweet gestures as innocent, and not understanding why exactly it felt so good, Isabelle Bass, knew exactly what she was doing. And her son never saw the smile as she moved her lips closer and peered over her son's broad muscular shoulders and down into the crotch of his cream colored chinos. While Ronnie was reacting to the tickle, Isabelle was watching the tasty sausage she knew that hung between her son's legs come to life and get hard as she watched the bulge and clear outline of a cock she was now convinced must be at least 8 inches. She licked her lips. loving how her son responded to her touch.

Of course, Ronnie's was not the only crotch enjoying the moment, from the moment she took off her son's tight t-shirt, she had felt the cream beginning to rise, and as her hands began to enjoy, she found herself squeezing her thighs together as the juices began to cause small riverlets down her thighs. Of course Ronnie had no idea what he did to her, or any woman, or how often he soaked, his mother's, sister's and many, many other women's panties in tribute.

"Mom, I know that premarital sex is evil, and...that it is something sacred, yet school wants me to study it...in sex ed, in biology...and I have refused....and now...I'm...I'm failing! I promise, I have not gone out with any girls, just like you and Lacey said I shouldn't, but if I fail I can't play!" I realized my pants were suddenly uncomfortable...this seemed to happen more and more lately...it was so embarrassing....almost every morning I woke up so hard, it ached...I had asked my sister, even shown her but she just smiled and said not to worry about it, just ignore it...they would discuss it with mom later.

That night when I took the field he looked up into the stands. It was a small town, but football was king, and the stands were packed. I wondered if this was how the gladiators had felt when they entered the coliseum? My adrenaline was pumping, but I saw Father Grinald, the Dean of boys, and he was waiting for me as I approached the sideline. "Ronnie, I have spoken to Coach Herman, and if we don't get your grades starting to improve by Thursday, this will be your last game!" I understood, and I needed to talk to the coach after the game, but not now. "Yes Father, I'm sorry, I know I ..." I didn't...."

I didn't finish, suddenly the whistle blew and it was time for kick-off. The game itself was frenzied, I seemed to be hit after every throw and the refs were letting us play. Midway through the 4th quarter, we had opened up the lead, 31-14 with my fourth TD pass of the game. I never saw the defensive end, until I felt his helmet hit my ribs and my skin tear against the hardware of his facemask. Coming to the sideline, the trainer had me stand as we pulled off my jersey and shoulder pads, I didn't intend to give our crowd quite the view of my bare chest that I did, but I was preoccupied with the four inch cut, and the small stream of blood it had produced.

"Oh sweet Jesus!" The sweet older nun moaned, before she passed out. I smiled thinking she was referring to my cut, little did I know I had one more pair of soaked panties to put on my figurative bed post. As I looked up, and saw all the eyes scanning my body, I couldn't help but blush, as the trainer applied the disinfectant. When the game ended, my shirt was still off and I was laying on the training table, just sitting up. We had won 31-21, and as the team went to huddle on the field, I heard a woman's voice behind me, "Ronnie?"

 

[angelique127]

I was dressed to kill...or thrill for that matter. What young man could resist a female wearing a dress which showed off her full breasts and her ass to such an advantage. The stockings and heels only helped to add my allure...I had spent hours doing my make up and getting dolled up for this occasion. Watching from the VIP seats in the sky box eating shrimp and prime rib and drinking wine provided by the best restaurant in town I witnessed our star quarterback getting injured. The game was over and we had won the first game of the season. Touching up my lipstick in my hand mirror I touched up my make up and lipstick first...

The young jock was sitting on the table, all by himself while his teammates were out on the field celebrating their victory.

" Ronnie ? "

He turned his head and his eyes widened when he saw me.

" Oh my I hope that it doesn't hurt too much. " I said, examining his bandage that covered his wound. Actually I was sure it was no big deal.

" No ma'am...I'm okay I think. " Ronnie said politely looking a little embarrassed.

" Nevertheless we should have the coach look at it ! " I insisted.

Ronnie nodded in agreement.

" I don't think it's serious enough to call your parents...perhaps you could stay at our house tonight and we could keep an eye on you...that is if you don't want to miss the aftergame party. "

 

[Homerun2611]

The cut sort of hurt but it happened during the play with my adrenaline pumping, but the disinfectant hurt like a bitch! Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have said that. It was only game one so I didn't rush onto the field and instead heard the coach's wife, and turned around as she smiled at me. Wow, she sure was pretty...even my mom said so. I remember saying it to my father when they talked about allowing me to come to St. Ignatius, however something told me my Dad had already noticed. My Dad looked at pretty women, like they were a delicious T-Bone that he couldn't wait to take a bite of, which I couldn't understand when he was married to a woman as beautiful as my Mom.

However, even someone with zero experience with real girls could understand how anyone would find the coach's wife pretty as a bouquet of wildflowers on a sunny spring day! "Oh hello Mrs. Herman, I...I'm so sorry for my state of undress!" I said knowing I was blushing.

I felt her hand gently touch my bandage, and from her angle I was suddenly looking right down inside her dress, finding it hard to look away no matter how much I wanted to, what was wrong with me, she was being so nice! It was weird how I could not stop my eyes from going up and down admiring the perfect curves of her body in the gorgeous dress. "God was that a sin too...I did not mean to covet...I wasn't really sure I knew what that meant...but Oh Shit...I was getting hard again!" A million thoughts seemed to be going through my head.

"I hope not too bad...No ma'am...I'm okay I think. " Like moths to a flame my eyes were once again staring down her cleavage and more....it was like earlier when my Mom had come around to talk to me about my problem.

My parents had to go away for the night, it was unusual and they had taken my sister, they had done the same thing a few weeks ago, and everyone had seemed a little different since they got back. "If you think the coach wouldn't mind, yes, I'd appreciate him taking a look at it before I go home...plus I need to talk to him about my...uh...studies." I looked over at him who was looking at his sweet wife taking care of me and smiling, they were such good people and so good to me!


But then Mrs. Herman suggested I should stay with them? "Really, my parents are actually gone tonight, and yeah, that would be great if you don't think I would be too much trouble?" I was really hoping she might lean back up, even when I tried to look away, I found my eyes going back to look at her, which meant I looked at them, both of them so nice and full, her nipples to pointy they almost looked a little painful!

"Yeah, I don't really ever...actually I have never gone to the parties...everybody just gets drunk adn I don't drink or...." The answer was really anything. I had spent my life reading the bible adn becoming the best athlete I could. I had read a lot about Tom Brady and the sacrifices he had made to be the GOAT (greates of all time!) "I will get dressed, I don't think I can shower...could you and the coach possibly give me a ride?" It was funny how she smiled when I said "ride"!

 

[angelique127]

" ...could you and the coach possibly give me a ride ? "

I surpressed a giggle at his innocence, Ronnie was a virgin but he definately wasn't gay, that was evident by the way his eyes devoured my breasts. In fact he was really a good looking young man with a fine muscular body...if he attended a public high school the girls would be drooling over him. Instead poor Ronnie went to an old boys school and didn't have much exposure to females, not to mention having strict over protective parents.

" Of course Ronnie we can give you a ride but as you probably know the coach has alot of after game activities doing interviews and such and that might take awhile. Fortunately I have my own car and it would be better if we didn't wait for him to finish and just went on ahead without him. My husband will be home later after he finishes up. "

" Yes Mrs. Herman. " Ronnie agreed, having no other choice.

" Why Ronnie you little ol' devil, please refer to me by my first name which is Jasmine. Missus Herman makes me feel so old. "

Ronnie looked totally mortified when I corrected him and it took me a moment to realize that I had called him a 'devil'...

" Oh I'm so sorry Ronnie, I didn't mean that you are an actual devil, it's only a term of endearment silly...I call my husband that all the time. "

Ronnie Bass actually smiled, " No harm done Mrs Herman... I mean Miss Jasmine. "

" Why Sugar I'm sure your clothes and things are locked up in your little ol' locker where they are safe for tonight. It might be better if we save some time and just went home to my house from here ! "

The young jock seemed hesitent...

" Don't worry the coach has plenty of comfortable sweats and tee shirts that you can wear for the weekend if you like. In fact I am sure we can find a pair of my husbands swimming trunks or a speedo if you prefer, if you want to go in our pool or use our hot tub ! " I offered taking Ronnie by the arm and walking towards the parking lot, giving him no chance to protest.

I didn't have a cherry red corvette yet but I did have a nice convertible Mercedes. Nevertheless my new toy boy or student if you will, appeared quite impressed as he climbed into the passenger seat.

Using the rear view mirror I reapplied my lipstick..." " Put your seat belt on please ! "

Ronnie obeyed immediately. I liked that he was so eager to please and do as he was told. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed him sneaking a peek at my stocking top which was exposed since the hem of my dress had rode up when I sat down...

I started the engine and turned towards Ronnie, " Do you have a favorite radio station that you like ? " I asked, turning on the radio.

" Gospel ? " Ronnie suggested.

Thank God it was only alittle over a mile drive to my home...

 

[Homerun2611]

" Why Ronnie you little ol' devil, please refer to me by my first name which is Jasmine. Missus Herman makes me feel so old. " I realized as Mrs. Herman, uh Miss Jasmine, was talking to me, other than teachers, my Mom and sister, and I guess the cheerleaders from St. Mary's who kept yelling to me from the stands, and asking for a phone number I didn't have to text me, I had never really talked to a real woman, girl, anything! I was so tongue tied, I didn't know how to respond.

It was kind of funny she apologized for calling me a devil, but given how I was looking down her dress the term seemed fair, and I was so embarrassed, but I told her it was okay. I just needed to change, but...

" Don't worry the coach has plenty of comfortable sweats and tee shirts that you can wear for the weekend if you like. In fact I am sure we can find a pair of my husbands swimming trunks or a speedo if you prefer, if you want to go in our pool or use our hot tub ! "

I didn't know quite what to say, but I didn't want to walk all the way back into the high school. I realized I was pretty sore as the thrill of the game was subsiding. "You...you have a hot tub...maybe if we bandage me up...that would feel really good." I arched my back and could feel the bruises and hits my body had taken. "If the coach has some stuff that's fine, but can you see if there is anyway he could grab my wallet...I can get my clothes on Monday."

Suddenly Mrs. Herman had me by the arm and we were walking over to her convertible. I sort of liked how she knew what to do, kind of like Mom, and it just made it easy to do what she wanted. As we got into the car, I obeyed and put on my seat belt, but I couldn't help but watch as she put the red lipstick on her full lips, or how her dress slid up, and she had on these nylons with lace tops and these little clips that seemed to be holding them. Coach Herman's life was really beautiful and it was so nice of her to be willing to take care of me.

She asked me about the radio station, I almost asked for Country, I like Luke Bryan, Carrie Underwood, who I realized Mrs...Uh...Tiffany looked a bit like, and thought she might think that not what I should listen to. "Gospel maybe? ...Do you think we could take the top down, I've never ridden in a convertible before." She smiled and hit the button and suddenly her long blonde hair was whipping in the wind, and we were laughing.

"Wow, I've never had a ride like this ...thank you!" Unfortunately before I knew it we were pulling into the coach's house. We pulled into the garage, and I watched as she turned and extended her long, high heeled legs before getting out "I'm sorry...Mrs...Jasmine...normally I'd get your door." I got out and as I started to walk in...."Do you have some Advil I might have...and if I could, the hot tub sounds great...are you sure you wouldn't mind? Would you like to do that too?" I don't know what I asked that, but it just seemed friendly...it wasn't like she was a date and my parents weren't there. It was really nice how she smiled when I asked that!

 

[angelique127]

Arriving at home, our guest asked for a couple of Advil, who could blame him really after enduring all those brutal tackles and hits on the football field. The use of our hot tub seemed like a slendid idea also to help him relax and sooth his sore muscles. I was a bit surprised when Ronnie asked me to join him...

" Why I would be delighted too young man, just let me fetch you those Advil and find you something appropriate to wear. I'm sure my husband has an old speedo that you can borrow while you are staying with us. "

Unbeknown to Ronnie, David and I had decided that it was going to a little longer than one night to educate him about the opposite sex and improve his grades. If Ronnie agreed we planned to call his parents tomorrow and ask their permission for him to stay with us for the whole week and recieve extra credit...

Leaving him in the kitchen with a glass of milk I went to the bedroom and after rummaging through my husbands drawer I found an old speedo that I had purchased for him to wear on our honeymoon in Jamica but he refused to even put on. It looked a little too small for Ronnie but I wasn't going to complain if you know what I mean...

Twirling it around my finger I returned to the kitchen where he was sitting waiting. " Look what I found...I hope they are not too tight, but I think they should be okay for you to wear in the hot tub. "

Actually I couldn't wait to see how they looked on him...

" If you like you can change in the guesthouse next to the pool. Our hot tub is right beside it. Why don't you turn it on and get it ready while I go slip into my bathing attire. "

Ronnie smiled eagerly and did as I suggested. Meanwhile I went into my bedroom looking for a bikini that I thought he might like and get his attention. Needless to say I had dozens in every color under the rainbow and beyond. Each of them showed off my curves and assets to my best advantage...finally I chose one and after putting it on, plus a pair of heels I went into the kitchen and got a ice bucket and a bottle of wine...

Holding a tray with two wineglasses and the chilled bottle of wine I approached our handsome young guest as he sat relaxing in the bubbles..." Do you mind if I join you young man ? "

 

[Homerun2611]

When Mrs. Herman...dang, I meant Jasmine, said she had an old speedo of Coach's I could wear, that seemed completely normal. After all, we all wear speedos in gym class. Sister Mary Elizabeth would be there helping Father Donovan, making sure that we all had our swimsuits on and our hair covered in swim caps. It was amazing how carefully they would inspect each and every one of us, real sticklers for detail.

So when ...Jasmine brought me my ibuprofen and the small sliver of nylon, I was very appreciative. "Thank you Jasmine..." I smiled, proud I had finally referred to Mrs. Herman as she asked. "Thank you, no, these will be fine, this is what we swim in in school, well not this small, but...I am sure they will be fine and it will feel so good to have the warm water on my muscles. My Mom or sister, sometimes both of them will give me a massage after my games, so that my body can recover quicker, I guess I am pretty lucky huh? But I'm sure the hot tub will make me feel just as good."

As she turned to go find a suit for herself, I was curious, "Are you sore too, Mrs...Jasmine..." I laughed catching myself. "You are in such good shape, you must work out really hard...I bet your muscles get sore too." It was impossible to ignore how sleek and strong Jasmine's body was, It was so shapely, yet curved. I swallowed but couldn't help but enjoy watching her every move as she walked away, she was just so pretty.

I went out to the pool house, stripped down and put on the suit. It was tight, and I had to adjust a bit to stuff myself completely into it. I had noticed, that I was bigger than the other guys in the class, you know, down there, and it was always a bit embarrassing, when the Father and Nun had seemed to notice, luckily they were nice, and although they stared, they didn't make fun of me. I hoped that since Jasmine was married, she wouldn't even notice.

I waited out by the hot tub, not sure if Jasmine would mind if I got in? When she came out, she was wearing a bikini and matching high heels, I had never seen anything like it. Suddenly I felt my bathing suit getting tighter. I found my eyes starting at her eyes and slowly looking down every inch at her body. "Wow Jasmine, you are really pretty...I...I've never seen a girl look like that...." I looked down, blushing. "I...I'm sorry...that didn't come out right...you look really nice...do you mind if I get in...." My suit was getting tighter and tighter like when my Mom had massaged my shoulders before...why did this keep happening....I took a step up, and swung my leg over the side of the tub, it was so nice how Jasmine moved closer and watched me to make sure I got in safely.

I laughed at Jasmine's question..."Uh no, it is your tub...please cum on in!" I stood up in the water as the warm water ran down my skin, and extended my hand..."Would you like my help getting in?"

 

[angelique127]

Ronnie was waiting beside the whirlpool clad in my husbands speedo. I must say it looked alot better on Ronnie than David ! He certainly filled it out better, I thought to myself after observing that nice bulge he was sporting in his too tight suit. Not too mention his buns of steel from what I could see...

Our all star quarterback entered first and invited to help me get in. " Thank you Ronnie you are so sweet and polite. For your information most females like it when males open doors for them and seat them at a table. "

Once settled in the hot tub I closed my eyes and leaned back over one the jet sprays allowing it to massage my derriere thru my bikini bottom..." Hmmm this feels so good ! "

Ronnie agreed and when I looked at him I noticed that his eyes were gazing at my enticing cleaveage in my skimpy bikini top, which did little to hide my nipples. He quickly looked away, not wanting to be caught staring. That was a good sign that he was interested in the opposite sex of course...

" So Ronnie, inquiring minds want to know, do you have a girlfriend ? " I asked...

 

[Homerun2611]

I was pleased how Mrs..... darn it....Jasmine smiled at me for helping her into the tub. Mythology had been one of my favorite topics in English class, and with her curly blonde hair, and statuesque figure, Jasmine was like a Goddess. I remember I had thought my mother was also quite Goddess like, but Jasmine was younger, and even more...just amazing. It was like her body was metal and my eyes were magnets, as I didn't seem to be able to look away no matter how I tried. When I moved them one way, like toward her eyes, they seemed forced back to the curves of her chest, then the tone of her abs, and then....Oh this had to be wrong, but her suit, and the V it created down to toned thighs, and the cutest little indentation, it almost looked like a camel toe.

This was not me, I didn't want to stare but it was almost impossible not to. And then as she stood and the water seemed to glisten off her body, even though she was barely dressed, I decided she was like an angel, and it couldn't be wrong to look at an angel! "Why thank you Jasmine...my mother has made sure that my manners are always in place. I always hold the door for she and/or my sister, lift anything heavy, even bring her the bath oils and perfumes she likes to put in her water. She has explained to me how women are delicate and need to be cared for by a man. She said that some people may consider that old fashioned, but she wanted me to learn to be a trule gentleman, in the most traditional sense."

I smiled, I knew other boys hadn't been taught this way, I heard the way they talked about girls at St. Mary's, even some of our nuns. It was horrible, my mother had explained how a woman works to be a beautiful temple, but that a man must treat that temple as sacred. It was why I was struggling in those classes, how they showed the parts, and talked about acts, that...well, did not feel very respectful to that temple!

As we sat down in the water, Jasmine encouraged me to set in front of the jets that felt good against my back and legs. However, I was a bit uncomfortable, as my speedo felt very confining, and even in the warm water, it only seemed to be getting tighter and tighter, and the more I looked at and talked to Jasmine, the more I found myself trying to fidget to get a bit more comfortable.

I blushed at the question of a girlfriend. "Oh no Jasmine, I'm only 18...my parents felt it best that I not date until I'm 21, although college may require some social events. I am very close with my mother and sister though, and they have been very good to me, teaching me things like how to dance and hold doors and do all the things a female will want. Some of the girls at St. Mary's have tried to get me to go out, but I talked with my Mom and she didn't feel I was ready yet, my focus should be on my studies, family, football of course, and God!....I'm sure I'll meet a nice girl in college, girls seem to like me...at least from the stands."

Jasmine had handed me a glass of wine. "Are you sure it is okay...I have had wine in church...blood of Christ you know...but is it okay to drink it here in the tub?" She seemed so nice, I knew whatever she said was only in my best interest. We clicked glasses, "Thank you for helping me tonight and letting me stay here." I took a deep sip, and it was different than church, a bit sour, but I have to say, I liked it, and I felt a certain warm rush spread over my body...which was nice, other than how the suit just got more uncomfortable and I felt an ache, where luckily hidden well below the water, I was hard again. That seemed to be nearly constant since Jasmine had invited me over, and was only getting worse!

 

[angelique127]

I had the feeling dear Ronnie was not only naive but had very over protective parents. We would have to be careful not interfer with his strict upbringing. Otherwise he seemed to be a rather handsome and polite young man despite his overbearing religious overtones and attitude towards the opposite sex. However the rule that he couldn't date until twenty one was a little concerning, at the age of eighteen he was considered an adult and Ronnie appeared to have a healthy outlook about females, even if it was focused on his mother and sister. Nevertheless by the way he was staring at my breasts I knew the star quarterback was definately interested...

Perhaps when Ronnie went off to college on a athletic scholarship in a co ed enviriment and was away from his parents he would pursue the available females at a younger age but first he had to learn his ABC's and the birds and the bees !

I couldn't help but notice he was fidgeting around alot and seemed uncomfortable. If I didn't know better I suspected he had a hard on...

" Well to tell you the truth I don't think you need to wait until you are twenty one to date girls, not to say you shouldn't obey your parents wishes but once you go to college you we be on your own. It won't be like your all boy's school that you attend now. "

" Yes ma'am. "

" I'm sure you know the story about Adam and Eve...she tempted him to eat the forbidden apple. Of course he couldn't resist and did so. " I shared with him..." What I'm trying to say is that someday you might meet a woman and it will be only natural what happens between you. Do you know what I mean ? "

 

[Homerun2611]

I had such respect for Coach Herman, and his wife was so nice, sooo pretty, and seemed really smart, I listened carefully to every word she said. First she had suggested he didn't need to wait until he was 21, and he couldn't help but smile. Lately, no matter how important football was to him, and no matter how often he read the scripture, he found his eye turning to some of the girls who called out to him, particularly the cheerleaders who seemed to be so enthusiastic.

"Do you really think college might be okay, I ... well I have thought about it...but I don't really know any of the girls that well...and I wouldn't really know what to say or what to do....maybe a movie?" He looked up at her, God he had no idea really how to interact with any female other than his mother, sister and the nuns!

Mrs. Herman...uh Jasmine...tried to be helpful. " I'm sure you know the story about Adam and Eve...she tempted him to eat the forbidden apple. Of course he couldn't resist and did so. " I shared with him..." What I'm trying to say is that someday you might meet a woman and it will be only natural what happens between you. Do you know what I mean ? "

I shook my head, NO. Although the serpent in the story resonated, as right now I felt like I had a python trying to free himself from the cage of this tight swim suit. "No...Jasmine....I mean, I do know the story, Eden, the apple and the serpent. But naturally..." I swallowed and looked at her. "...is that how it goes, you know instinctively what to do?" I shook my head, "God I hope so!" And then I brought my hand to my mouth..."I shouldn't have said God...I'm so sorry!" And in pure nervousness I took a huge gulp of the wine...nearly choking!

 

[angelique127]

Ronnie apologized for taking the Lords name in vain, although it was more a form of expression and not a curse word like God damn was. It was going to take some effort to get him to lose some of his old fashioned religious morals but I knew I could handle the challenge. Besides most young males were easily controlled by their dicks when they had a hard on and I had a feeling my new student was sporting a boner !

" Now don't be silly Ronnie I say that word all the time ! " I slapped his shoulder softly, using the opportunity to move closer to him, pouring him another glass of wine as I did. I hoped it would help our little virgin lose some of his inhibitions...

" Why next year when you go off to college on your football scholarship I think you are going to have so many of the young ladies chasing after you, that you will have to beat them off with a stick. I mean just look at your big powerful biceps, not to mention your broad muscled chest ! " I whispered as my manicured fingers squeezed his arm, admiring his strength...

Ronnie looked slightly embarrassed and almost drained his entire glass of wine.

" Oh my Ronnie don't drink the wine so fast. The last thing we want is for coach to come home and find you intoxicated ! " I giggled cautioning him, knowing very well that my husband could care less as long as his future star quarterback passed his classes...

Ronnie shook his head vigorously, alarmed by the thought.

" Don't worry, what Couch don't know won't hurt him. We can just keep it between ourselves. Can you keep a secret ? " I asked needing to know where his true loyalty lied...meanwhile my fingers traced lightly over his chest before moving downward over his hard six pack abs...

 

[Homerun2611]

She spoke of how in college she thought girls would be all over me, but it was the touch of her hand on my arm that made me shiver and my entire body tingle. "That is nice of you to say, you think I'm handsome?" He had had several people look at him, even flirt, but no one had actually told him he was attractive and it was really nice! I found myself puffing my chest out a bit in response, sort of like a peacock and his plume.

Simply out of nervousness, I had quickly drank the first glass of wine, and now I had gulped down a second! " Oh my Ronnie don't drink the wine so fast. The last thing we want is for coach to come home and find you intoxicated ! " Suddenly I did feel just a bit light headed, "Please don't...." The coaches opinion of me meant everything as well as Jasmine's. They were helping me make my lifelong dream of a star college quarterback a possibility!

Jasmine was so sweet in quickly reassuring me. " Don't worry, what Couch don't know won't hurt him. We can just keep it between ourselves. Can you keep a secret ? " It sort of tickled, but I liked how her fingers trailed over my chest and the sensations sweeping through my body as her fingers trailed down. She was so nice, taking care of me, sort of like my Mom, but different and, mmmmm!

I grinned bashfully, "Oh, yes ma'am...Jasmine...for you or the coach...I can keep a secret...heck they could torture me, and I would never tell. You both are so good to me...I would do anything for you, I hope you know that?" Her fingers kept moving and I kind of slid open, it felt good what she was doing and I was giving her full access. "Jasmine, thank you....I really like being here with you like this...." I lowered my eyes in embarrassment, but that only lead to me again staring at her large, beautiful breasts, and how her suit and body were glistening with water...and what seemed like bullets were starting to push through her fabric...

 

[angelique127]

" ...I would do anything for you, I hope you know that ? " Ronnie promised...

I had a feeling his devotion was genuine and I planned to use it to my full advantage. I allowed my fingernail to make slow tantalizing circles around his belly button, adding to his apparent desperation. I could tell by the way his knee brushed against my thigh and the way he was breathing that Ronnie was very aroused just like I was getting ! It was time to take matters into my own hands...

My hand slipped downward and I was surprised by what I discovered, not only was Ronnies cock as hard as a rock hard but it was huge, alot bigger than I thought it was, at least twice the size of my dear hubbys !

" Oh my God Ronnie ! " I exclaimed, forgeting that I shouldn't use that word too much around him, " Never in a thousand years did I imagine that a young man like you would be so big ! "

Ronnie gritted his teeth while my finger traced the outline of the massive bulge in his speedo. By now the head of his massive tool was poking out the top of the confines of his bathing attire, no longer able to contain it. Seeing how uncomfortable it was straining against the tight material I pulled his suit down before I began stroking that rock solid shaft !

" Does that feel good Ronnie ? Please don't be afraid to thrust it up and down in my hand if that would make it feel better ! " I whispered, biting his earlobe..." Oh sugar, I promise we are going to have so much fun together ! "

 

[Homerun2611]

Despite having drank two glasses of the cool, tasty white wine, my mouth was quite dry. For as every inch that Mrs...uh, Jasmine's fingers moved down my chest that my heart pounded faster and faster, until I feared it might pop out of my chest. "Uhhh...mhhh" Small moans escaped from my mouth as I felt a bit paralyzed, the deer in headlights an apt metaphor. She was playful trying to make me relax I assumed as she played with my bellybutton. I did smile but it did more than tickle and only increased the discomfort even lower.

I didn't even realize that the tip of my thingy had popped completely out of my bathing suit, I just knew it was really tight and uncomfortable. Jasmine must have sensed my discomfort, as bless her heart she seemed to be trying to help me. As if she knew exactly the source of my issue I felt her hand reach in and touch and release my tip and shaft. "Ohhh" I moaned as I not only felt the removal of the pain, but a surge of pleasure as well.

" Oh my God Ronnie ! " I exclaimed, forgeting that I shouldn't use that word too much around him, " Never in a thousand years did I imagine that a young man like you would be so big ! " Her fingers moved up and down it, almost curious of the large object now in her hand.

"Is that bad...uh Jasmine...I'm sorry, I can't help...no wonder my Mom and sister stared...and for some reason right now, it is even bigger...harder...I'm soo...soo sorry!" I did not even question why the coach's wife had reached down and now held my privates in her hand, she was obviously just trying to help. And the fact it felt good....REALLY good. She was so nice in just pulling the uncomfortable suit down.

"Oh thank you...that was really tight....but why is it so big...and throbbing like that?"

She acknowledged sweetly that she had recognized my pain and was just trying to help. " Does that feel good Ronnie ? Please don't be afraid to thrust it up and down in my hand if that would make it feel better ! "

I was already feeling much better, and my thingy felt so good in her hand. She was so kind, but, "Is this bad Mrs....Jasmine...I mean my letting my private parts feel....mmmmm" I moaned adn shut my eyes for a minute. Without even thinking I started to thrust...my big...penis....gripped in her delicate hand. "Please just let me know...I want to do what's right...is it okay to...OHHH, Jasmine...that..." I could barely express how good that felt, she was right I was feeling so much better.

" Oh sugar, I promise we are going to have so much fun together ! " I looked up at her, my eyes half closed, my young abs grinding as I slowly thrusted as encouraged. Jasmine was so smart, but somehow I wasn't sure, "We...are you in some discomfort too....can I make you feel better too.....OH, Jasmine...I do like this, is that okay?!?"

 

[angelique127]

"...oh Jasmine, I do like this, is that okay ? " Ronnie gasped in wonder...

I surpressed a giggle at his innocent reaction. Was it possible that he never even masturbated before ? Was it considered a sin ? Or perhaps Ronnie just had never been touched by another female before...

" Of course it's okay Sugar ! It's only natural...trust me, I'm going to teach you everything you need to know about what happens between a male and a female in the next few days. I promise by the time I am finished you will get a straight A's in your sex education class.

Ronnie nodded thrusting even faster in my hand.

" Now I know that you already made me a promise to keep this a secret between us but I want you to also promise that you will do whatever I ask during our studies. "

My student was breathing heavy fighting for control...I know that he was close to the edge. In our future sessions he would be taught self control and that a female's pleasure always came first...but for now I wanted him to experience his first orgasm at the hands of a talented woman...

 

[Homerun2611]

I could not believe how good Jasmine was making me feel. There had been a few times recently at home I had found myself hard, but never had I realized what it would feel like to be touched. I had resisted the need and curiosity to touch myself, but now, as Jasmine massaged and stroked, I had never felt such sensations. It was as if my whole body was focused on the enjoyment I was experiencing between my legs. But should I?

" Of course it's okay Sugar ! It's only natural...trust me, I'm going to teach you everything you need to know about what happens between a male and a female in the next few days. I promise by the time I am finished you will get a straight A's in your sex education class."

Suddenly it made sense, "Is this part of my tutoring? Of course, ohhhh thank you...." I was talking and moaning, I was going someplace I had never dreamed of going, and knew I would want to come back to again and again...somewhere under that water, I was experiencing paradise.

"And coach knows, and you both are helping me? Oh i'mmm so lucky...."

" Now I know that you already made me a promise to keep this a secret between us but I want you to also promise that you will do whatever I ask during our studies. "

"Yes...thank you for helping me....I need those grades to keep playing, play in college! I need to learn, and I want to learn from you, teach me everything. I promise, I trust you and coach...whatever, anything, all you have to do is tell me...ask me...and Yes, YESS, YESS!"

The last part was not just answering the question, my body absolutely craved what she was doing and...

"Oh OHHH.... Jasmine" We had passed by Mrs, Jasmine had me exploring a new and wonderful world! "What is happening? I I...there is something building...it feels so good..." I raised my hands and spread my arms on the edge of the tub, gripping it with all my strength. I rolled my head back and arched my back thrusting faster and faster. It was like I was running for a touchdown, but I didn't know where this headed, only that I desperately wanted to get there.

"Please, please don't stop...I...Uh....Ohhhh...." And with that, I felt my legs and butt clench and it was like I started to explode...and explode, and explode!!! I felt like a volcano, but the eruption and lava was the most amazing feeling ever. "Oh...Oh...what happened...I'm so sorry...I...I...couldn't... Oh that felt so good! Was that okay?" All I could see was the smile on Jasmine's face, and the hard, points, pressing out from beneath Jasmine's swimsuit! "Is there anything else you would like to teach me...tonight?" I could barely wait to learn more of what Jasmine had to teach.

 

[angelique127]

" Is there anything else you would like to teach me...tonight ? " Ronnie asked, eagerly.

" Oh my sugar, that was just the first of many lessons...I promise by the time I am finished with you not only will you be a star quarterback but the biggest stud on campus ! "

Ronnie nodded hopefully.

" Now lets go inside, the coach should be home soon with a pizza. Why you must be simply famished after that brutal game. " I suggested, suddenly standing up while the water dripped from my body...

Although seeming rather reluctant, the young jock took the hint and stood up also and helped me out of the tub and offered me a towel, being a total gentleman. Obviously he minded his manners, a perfect example of a good and fine upbringing. I just adored the way he treated me as if I was a goddess...

It was almost perfect timing. Once we entered the kitchen my husband had arrived home with a large pizza. I excused myself to go to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable while the guys bonded. This gave me a chance to pick out something to wear that would get both of their attention...

I do declare, I was feeling oh so very very naughty tonight...

What I chose was daring to say the least. My nightgown was sheer if not provocative. I posed in the doorway of the kitchen where the guys were eating their pizza...

" I hope you boys saved me a slice... "

 

[Homerun2611]

I was not quite sure what she meant by, " Oh my sugar, that was just the first of many lessons...I promise by the time I am finished with you not only will you be a star quarterback but the biggest stud on campus ! "

I did like the use of the star quarterback, it was so nice that the coach and his wife had taken such an interest in helping me achieve my dreams. What had just happened, had felt incredibly good, I had no idea anything could feel that good. It did make me think I should have paid attention to what they had been teaching in class, but at least Jasmine was helping me understand what I needed to know, and...I did like it!

I watched her stand up, she was a Goddess, and I couldn't help but enjoy watching how the water rolled off all of her amazing curves, and, I was about to warn Jasmine that her white suit all wet became a bit see through, but that would be so embarrassing so instead, I just stared! Through the top of her swimsuit, I could see the outline of small, brown, pebbled nipples. I found myself biting my lip and squirming, as even though I had just felt such sweet and incredible release, Jasmine just had this effect on me.

Inside, I took off the tiny speedo, and hung it over the shower, there was a pair of Coach's sweatpaints, I could barely keep them on, and they hung low around my hips, no matter how tight I pulled the drawstring. I needed to ask Jasmine for a t-shirt, but at least there was a hoodie, and I zipped it parially up, but you could still seek clearly the muscles on my upper chest. It was pretty warm still, so I hoped no one would mind that I did not zip it all the way up.

I was famished, and I cold smell the pepperoni, sausage, onion and green pepper thin crust pizza, even before Coach swung the screen door open. "Hey Ronnie boy, great game tonight, the State U coach was there, he wants you bad son!" I smiled and thanked him. "I hope Jasmine has helped you get acquainted here, I called your Mom on the way home and explained the situation and the importance of getting your grades up, she said you could stay the week, she would send over some clothes. I think we should have you all squared away by then. Did you and Jasmine discuss your, uh, training?"

I could not help but blush, but it was good that the coach and Jamine were clearly in agreement on my needs and how to take care of them. I had so much to learn in such a short time. "Oh yes Coach, your wife, uh Jasmine helped me get a suit and we used the hot tub, and that felt amazing, she said it was my first lesson, but there would be a lot more!" The smile seemed to fade a bit from Coach's face at the mention of the hot tub, but then I heard Jasmine behind us, and when I turned I could easily tell what distracted him.

If I thought the swimsuit was transparent, "Sweet Jesus" I muttered without even thinking before I covered my mouth. "I...I'm so sorry...Father..." I apologized to God for using his son's name in such a manner. But...WOW, there was Jasmine and I could see almost everything, of course she and the coach were married and maybe that was how he expected his wife to look? Who could blame him, she looked amazing. Of course it wasn't just my eyes that reacted!

" I hope you boys saved me a slice... "

I smiled, "Yes ma'am, Jasmine, we haven't even started to eat yet, can I get you something?" The Coach laughed, but it wasn't necessarily a funny, ha ha laugh, but still, "Slice...Ronnie here seems to have a big old sausage....or have you already become aware of some of my quarterback's not so hidden talents?" I just looked at Jasmine in her pretty outfit, I did not notice the looks shared between the coach and his wife.

 

[angelique127]

Perhaps my sheer nightie was a ittle to daring to say the least but it seemed to get the guys attention. Besides it was too warm to cover myself with a robe. However by the way my husband was glaring at me with his eyes I could tell he didn't approve of my choice of attire for the evening. I do declare this was his idea to teach his star quarterback about sex education and David had neglected to set any limits on how this should be done...

" Oh thank you honey, this is so delicious ! " I said as I took a slice from the box and took a bite, being careful not to have anything drip onto my nightgown. " I just love sausage ! "

" Would you like a paper plate dear ? " my husband asked, seeing the way the cheese almost dripped from my mouth.

" No, this is just fine...would you boy's like to watch a movie tonight ? " I asked, hopefully...

" As a matter of fact yes we could...but maybe you better change into something a little less provocative. " David warned.

" Oh don't be silly darling. I've been dying to wear this for a special occasion ! " I stated, twirling about and showing off my fine body in my sheer gown.

David knew better than to push the issue.

" Now why don't you guys go pick out a movie and I will join you shortly ! " I suggested winking at my husband...

 

[Homerun2611]

The coach growled a bit that Jasmine might want to dress in something less provocative. I assumed he was worried about her being cold, but Jasmine made it clear that she was feeling very warm, and so was I. "You think this is a special occasion?" I asked. "I do too, I feel like you two are saving me from messing up my whole future."

Jasmine told us to pick out a movie, and left. I turned to the coach, "Did the coach at State talk to you at all about coming to state too? He asked me what could make the biggest difference in my choosing State over my offers from Alabama and Florida and I told him if you were the offensive coordinator, I knew that was where I wanted to be."

I looked down and looked back at the coach, "I hope you don't mind? Just because I said that, I don't want you to feel obligated at all, they just asked me?" I was nervous I might have done the wrong thing. Suddenly the coach came up behind me and slapped me on the back, a huge grin on his face. "No Ronnie, I don't mind at all!...Jasmine...keep on that outfit...we need to teach this boy and make sure he gets his grades up...So he, so we can go to State!"

The Coach headed off, and soon he came back with a movie, as Jasmine walked in he smiled, "I think 9 1/2 Weeks is a good choice given some of the things old Ronne here has to learn....Don't you agree? Whey don't you two sit on the couch and I will sit over here in my chair...or maybe I should call it a night?" I had stopped listening to the Coach, Jasmine was back, and once again her nipples were so nice and hard!