Filthy Coach: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance

by Amy Brent

  She tried to talk her way out of it, but he was determined to get her with her legs spread and her feet in the air in the back of his truck. They argued and then he had done the most unforgivable thing possible. He had ripped one of the straps on that virginal flowery dress. She was appalled and even though he apologized profusely, she still made him take her home. By the time that they arrived back at her apartment, he was livid and decided to throw everything about the relationship back in her face. He eventually told her that he didn’t want to see her again.

  She heard the light knocking on her door and she looked up and realized that Tonya was not more than a couple of feet away from her behind the door. “I don’t want to talk about it. What word didn’t you understand? Leave me alone.” She was being defensive, but she was using Tonya to lash out at. She thought that she would hear her mumble something underneath her breath and then hear the sound of her footsteps receding down the hallway. Instead, the door swung open with the defiance of a woman standing there with her hands on her leather clad hips.

  “I don’t think that you really want me to leave you alone. It’s obvious that something happened and you may as well get it off your chest.” Tonya was looking at the ripped strap and the porcelain smoothness of her shoulder. She was overcome and attacked the girl, until she was pinning her to the mattress of her own bed. She looked down on Charisma, seeing her eyes wide with the wetness of her tears. “Stop crying or I will give you something to cry about.” Her tone caused charisma’s mouth to part in a kind of confusion.

  Taking that as an opening, she stuck her tongue down her throat. Tonya could feel her struggling against her, but she was more than up to the task of giving her something to think about. She squeezed her breasts through the dress, feeling the nipples poking quite noticeably through the material and the bra underneath. The kiss was not as passionate, as Tonya would’ve liked, but it was a good start to breaking down her defenses.

  Tonya pulled away with her teeth nipping at Charisma’s lip and then letting go to see what her reaction was going to be.

  In her outrage, Charisma laid back and tried to slap her across the face. Instead of making contact with her cheek, she was grabbed by the wrist in a menacing fashion. She was a little scared, but she had this feeling that Tonya was not the kind of girl that was going to take no for an answer. She swallowed hard, not knowing what was going to happen. She could feel Tonya’s leather knee up against her crotch underneath her dress. She tried to move away, but Tonya followed her.

  Tonya could hear a slight whimper coming from this meek and mild young woman’s throat. She was getting her to open up and she was anxious to find the wanton whore. “Nobody ever lays a hand on me. I think that you are protesting a little too much. Let me see what you have in your dresser.” She pulled the drawer open and found herself face to face with Charisma’s dirty little secret. Holding her down with one hand, she snatched the white piece of plastic that came to life with a flick of a button. “I didn’t know for sure, but I thought that maybe I had heard something the other night.”

  “I want you to get off of me… I mean it.” Her words would have had more conviction had she not been rubbing her panty clad mound up against Tonya’s knee.

  “You’re saying the words, but I’m not hearing them. I think that what you need is to get off.” Tonya brought down the buzzing contraption and pressed it up against her pussy lips through the fabric of that very plain piece of white cotton.

  “No…not like this…no…yes…god damn it…yes.” She tried to resist the climax that was creeping up on her, but it was an effort in futility. “I don’t want this… I don’t fucking want this… I want it… I want it, so fucking badly that I can taste it…make me cum… Make me cum… YESSSSSS.” Her scream echoed in the enclosed space of her bedroom. Her eyes closed to the pleasures that she was being inflicted with.

  “That’s it, let it all go and then we can start your real lessons. If you think for a second that I’m done with you, then you really don’t know me at all” Tonya watched Charisma writhe and turn in the sheets underneath her. She was moaning incoherently and the words coming out of her mouth made no sense. There were times that Tonya thought that she was trying to find some absolution, but then she became a wild and untamed beast. This is the woman that I’ve been looking for.”

  She moved back on her knees, pulling at her own nipples through her black leather halter top. Her navel was exposed with the piercing inside and that was not the only piercing that she had. The one that she wanted to use most of all was the one stud in her tongue.

  “I can’t…breathe.” Charisma was just coming down from the ultimate high. This was the first time that she had had an orgasm that wasn’t predicated by her own hand. She looked up into the eyes of Tonya and saw that she had her head thrown back and was letting nature take its toll. “I can’t believe that you just did that.”

  Tonya was happy in her own little world, but this girl was taking her away from enjoying the moment. “I’m leaving I think that I have sufficiently made my point. If you want more, then you are the one that’s going to have to ask me to take you underneath my wing. I can make your body tremble to my touch. I can make you explode with my tongue deep inside you. I can make you forget about the stupid man that hurt you.” She got up on shaky legs and walked over to the door. She stumbled out into the hall and that was the second time tonight that somebody had stoked the fire, but didn’t go any further than that.

  Charisma lay there and wondered how it was possible that Tonya was able to show her a different side of herself. She looked down to see that her panties were soaked. She didn’t want to admit that what Tonya did felt amazing. She heard the buzzing and she was tempted to grab that toy. She wanted to make her eyes roll into the back of her head. She had it in her hand, but then she turned it off. She moved to put her feet on the wood floor.

  Standing outside her door, Charisma had her hand on the knob several times, but chickened out each and every time. She was trying to find the right words to say that would convey to Tonya just how much that meant to her. She wanted more, but to say it out loud would admit something that she wasn’t sure that she was able to do.

  Tonya could hear Charisma outside her door. The creaking of the floorboard and the shadow underneath the door gave her away. She jumped off the bed and opened the door abruptly to face Charisma. “Does this mean that you want something, or are you still thinking about it? I think that you should just do what feels natural and stop denying yourself. I’m right here and all you have to do is take my hand and we will take a ride like you’ve never had before.” Tonya waited with bated breath. She was on pins and needles and hoping that Charisma was the woman that she thought she was.

  Without saying a word, Charisma extended her hand and felt Tonya take it and place it up against her chest. On instinct alone, she squeezed Tonya’s ripe melon and then pinched the nipple. It was making them both smile. Tonya grabbed for her other hand and had both of Charisma’s hands now cupping her bosom. “We can start off slow, but tonight you are going to know what being a lesbian is all about. Who do you think knows your body more than a woman that is exactly like you? A man thinks that he knows what he’s doing, but a woman has that extra special touch.”

  Tonya saw that Charisma was shivering and not exactly making eye contact with her. She wasn’t sure what was going on and then it dawned her that maybe this was not just her first time being with a woman. She couldn’t do what she usually did. Normally, she would take what she was feeling in the air and turn it into a night of passion that the girl would never forget. This was going to take amazing patience and she wasn’t sure that she had it in her to give.

  Charisma sat on the bed with her hands in her lap. “The furthest that I’ve gone so far is to have Jack stick the tip in. I was amazed that he didn’t just slam forward and take my cherry. He probably would have, but I had my hand around the top of it to make sure that he didn’t go any further than that. I’ve gone d
own on a guy before, but never have I been this attracted to someone. I think that you might be the best thing that ever happened to me. You push me and then you grab me into doing things that I wouldn’t do normally.” She felt Tonya caressing her hair. She had wrapped her hand with several of the locks and then turned her, so that they were not more than a couple of inches from kissing.

  “I’ve always known that you were staid, but I had no idea that you’ve been keeping all of this inside you. I can tell you that I’m never going to be the one that brings you flowers. From the first time that I met you, I could tell that you were curious. I’m not good at making promises or even thinking further than the moment. You map out your life and I’m a bit more of a hell raiser. This is your time to do what you’ve been dreaming about, but we don’t have to take these things too quickly. Normally, I would already be stripping off your clothes and making you tremble to my touch. I’m not going to do that. There comes a time that a little tenderness goes a lot further than a firm hand. If I had known all of this before hand, I probably wouldn’t have treated you like I did.” Tonya was anxious and her purple nailed fingers were scratching the back of Charisma’s neck.

  “I’m not sure that this is me. Maybe I don’t even know who I am anymore. I’ve lived my life a certain way and what has it got me. I live in a haze every day going to and from my job. I want to take a difference in peoples lives. I look at you and I see that you are free and you’re doing exactly what you want. Your music is amazing. I’m sorry that you haven’t found that one big hit to take you to the next level. What you need is more exposure. Maybe that’s something that I can help you with.” Charisma was known to have knowledge about certain flamboyant clientele that came into the law offices. She had a Rolodex of several names in the music industry, as well as several clubs that had come to the firm for advice. She could easily reach out anonymously with a demo tape from the ‘Rock Goddess’.

  “What we need to do right now is to make you feel more relaxed. The best way to do that is for you to get undressed and let my fingers do the walking. I have this sex oil that warms up to the touch. To be perfectly honest, I’ve been a massage therapist in a past life. I knew that that was not what I wanted to do and not more than a year into it, I left to pursue my music.” As she was talking, Tonya was pulling down the other strap on Charisma’s dress. She slipped it down over her silky shoulders, until she was sitting there in very boring underwear. “I think that you and I are going to have to go shopping one of these days. There’s a particular boutique that just cries out for the chance to make you into the woman that you’re supposed to be.”

  “Right now, there’s no place that I would rather be. I’ve been living in a bubble and it’s finally time for somebody to burst it.” She heard the flick of the snap on her very plain bra. It fell away from her bosom. Her chest was heaving with each breath that was coming out of her mouth. She watched with her eyes wide open, as Tonya moved down onto her knees with her hands gripping the waistband of her

  cotton panties. She lifted her ass and allowed that said garment to slide over her thighs uncovering her shame.

  “I will always do what’s best for you. I’ve tried to bring you out of your shell, but you’ve been reluctant. Your parents did a real number on you.” Tonya held her panties in her hands. She felt that it was fitting to turn the tables, considering that Charisma had had the honor of touching hers. “You need to lie down face first and close your eyes. I promise that I won’t do anything that’s going to scare you. I’m going to let your body tell me exactly what I need to know. I’ve been in this position before and trust me your body knows more than you think it does. There’s always going to be this constant struggle between your heart and your head.” She reached for the bottle of oil and squirted some into her hand. She began rubbing it frantically to give it the warmth that she was looking for. She felt it coming alive in her hands. She turned to see that Charisma had decided to give in a little.

  “I know that I’m in good hands. I think the only reason why I agreed to have you be my roommate was because I saw something in you that I wanted for myself. I’m not talking about your body, but I am talking about your attitude towards life. You don’t allow anybody to hold you down. You may not make a whole lot of money, but I see that you love what you do.” She lay there waiting and then Tonya’s fingers began to work into the knots in her shoulders. She was stressed, but her soothing and nimble fingers were doing what they were intended to do. “That feels absolutely amazing.” Her eyes were closed. She did not see the way that Tonya was running her eyes up and down over her body in a not so subtle way.

  “You do carry the weight of the world on your shoulders, Charisma.” She was using a variety of techniques and was avoiding the very spot that she wanted to get her hands on. Behind Charisma’s back, she threw off the black halter top. It left her naked from the waist up. Her nipples were already hard enough that they could probably cut through glass. She didn’t dare touch herself, because she knew that once she did that all hell would break loose. “I think what you need is a more feminine approach. You don’t need the callous hand of a man touching your beautiful soft skin.”

  Tonya moved down over her legs, seeing her skin glisten like it was calling to Charisma’s body like the siren of the sea. She rubbed her calves and drew closer to the object of her desire. The brief peak at her pink interior was giving her ideas.

  “Oh my…just like that…don’t stop.” She heard the words coming out of her mouth, but Charisma really didn’t understand how it was possible that she was even saying them. “I love the way that you move your fingers.” She moaned underneath her breath, stuffing her face into the pillow to prevent Tonya from hearing how eager and excited she really was.

  “Don’t worry; I will never stop, until you are too far gone to give a damn.” Both hands were now converging in the space between her legs. She massaged that same oil into the cheeks, seeing her squirm and thrust her own pelvis into the mattress for some kind of relief. She smiled, knowing that she was on the right track and that eventually Charisma was going to be hers.

  As her hands manhandled those hard globes, she pulled them apart briefly and gasped noticeably from seeing her body displayed like this. She looked at her like she was an illusion and that she had appeared out of nowhere, as the woman of her dreams. “I’ve always known that something was missing. I believe that what was the queen of my heart.” She leaned forward and touched her lips to both cheeks. Tonya was expecting some kind of fight, but all she got was a woman that was relaxed enough to let it happen. “I know that your hope was running low and I’m hoping that I have restored a little bit of that.”

  “I don’t know how to say this. You caught me before I hit the ground and maybe I’ve been waiting for more than just a man. Maybe I was waiting for the one that was going to treat me like I am a queen.” Charisma felt something wet and agile and she knew without even looking that Tonya was now taking liberties. It was magic the way that she was touching her and she was little apprehensive, but she was not going to do anything to ruin the moment. She found herself lifting her body. She tilted her ass in the air and perfectly. It was leaving her open for a more detailed inspection.

  “I’ve always lived my life like each moment was my last. I believe that life is about taking risks and that if you get a chance to dance, you don’t just sit in the corner. You grab that next available partner and you become the maker of your own destiny.” Tonya had her right where she wanted her and was not going to back down. She was going to help her lose herself and give her a reason not to be lonely.

  Charisma could feel the second orgasm of her night coming at her like a freight train. She wasn’t sure how to deal with it, but instead of fighting it, she gripped the sheets and held on for what was coming.

  Tonya was no fool and she could easily see that what she was doing was having the desired effect. She drove her tongue into the deep recesses of her hole. Charisma’s body reacted like it had b
een hit by a strike of lightning. Her legs trembled and the muscles in her calves strained, until she actually heard charisma giving into her desire. The juices splashed against her tongue. She was more than eager to drain her of every drop. She dug her fingernails into her ass, lapping noisily and obscenely to make sure that not even a little bit of what she had the offer was wasted on the mattress or the sheet.

  “I don’t think that I can do anything more than that tonight. I hope that you’re not disappointed. I need some time to think about this. Just being this close to you makes me feel like I’m losing my mind and I think I like it. I think that I want to let go of my preconceived notions. Tonight we should like some candles in the living room and break open that bottle of wine that’s underneath the counter.” The feel of that tongue that had just given her something special was now trailing along her spine. It made her shiver to the touch.

  Tonya nuzzled her neck, pulled at her earlobe with her teeth and then whispered “Tonight, you’re going to be all mine. What we have done here has only scratched the surface. You have all the power and if you play your cards right, I might even use one of my toys to show you that not just a man can take away your virginity.” She sucked on her neck, making her giggle. “I’m going to be your teacher and you’re going to be my avid pupil that won’t be able to get enough. I think that it’s finally time that you shed this skin and emerge, as a newly formed butterfly. You’ve been living your life cloistered, but it’s time that you learn that that’s not really living.” Tonya moved out of the way and Charisma turned over and showed that very satisfied look on her face. They stared at each other for some time and even though both of them were anxious to go further, they were willing to put it back in their pants.