I have been a college assistant volleyball coach for about 2 school years now. I was hired on by the coach mostly because I was an old family friend and him and I communicated well. We usually agreed on strategy and challenged each other when we needed to. Though I am sure there would have been plenty of other well qualified applicants.

I however got into it because I am a bit of a pervert. Pure and simple. No one else knew that, but I had a thing for volleyball players since I was younger. I thought it wouldn’t be a bad gig to get paid to stare at stunning college girls in my favorite tight volleyball shorts. Though in the back of mind I knew that looking would never just be enough. I knew one day I would have to live out my fantasies with one of these players. It didn’t help that I was also into more tame kinks like dry-humping/outercourse and other related things. So, the fact these girls wore tight little shorts made things entirely worse for me.

That’s when you joined the team. Straight brunette hair, long toned legs, perfect ass, and to my estimations, a nice b-cup. You were nice, bubbly, and a bit naïve. Especially about sex. A fact of which I learned because in the first couple weeks of practice, your friends on the team teased you constantly about it, but I kind of liked that about you. I must admit because I thought, if anything happened, you would be much more open minded about my fantasies and kinks involving you.

Then the couch assigned me as your personal shadow on the team. You had lots of potential, but I was to train with you one on one to make sure you were physibally up to the task for the season. I must admit I was very excited, and immediately hatching some scheme. I just couldn’t take it anymore, and knew that my fantasies needed to be acted upon. Thankfully, so far it seemed we were getting along well so far.

After our second private practice together, you had given me a longer hug than normal and a embarrassed smile. Quickley, I thought on my feet, “How about we practice tomorrow in the gym? Something not as strenuous. More fundimentals.”

“Tomorrow? Isn’t it the weekend?” you asked a little confused, but not disagreeable.

“Yeah. We would have the whole facility to ourselves,” I add on seeing if you will take the bait.

“Sure! Early morning work? I have plans with some of the other girls in the evening.”

“That would be perfect. Just make sure you wear your full outfit. Socks and all,” I say with a wink. Wondering if you would pick up on my ideas. Thankfully it didn’t seem to have an affect. At least not negatively, as you smiled and jogged off to the women’s locker room to change for the day.

The next came and I was a nervous wreck, but I was holding it together well as you sauntered in giving me a smirk as you saw me watching you. You had on knee high black socks, tight black spandex shorts, and you tighter blue jersey. You set your bag down with a thud as I rushed down the bleachers to meet you. 

“What is first today couch?” you said with a smile.

“Stretching, Allie…”

Kinks: assjobs, thighjobs, pussyjobs, pantyjobs, dry-humping, outercourse, free use, dub-con

Limits: toilet stuff, gore, violence