[ Story by Swann firstname.lastname@example.org ]
Kim and I had been friends for a couple of years. Not real close friends but we did play tennis 4 or 5 times a summer. We had always kept it real friendly. We had begun to make small bets before each game just to make it more interesting. We usually played for the cost of lunch at the club.
Last Tuesday though things changed a bit. We both arrived at the courts just as we always did. I had worn a new pink blouse and my white tennis skirt. I play often and even though I have already passed my 35th birthday I always get a few looks when I walk into the club.
Kim who is about ten years younger than me is a real knock out. She is the blonde haired blue eyed woman men day dream about. She is about 5′ 3″ and has truly beautiful breasts. I have always noticed how nicely they are formed and how they move under her blouse as we play. I didn’t think I was being too overt about noticing her. I had never imagened that my looks could be taken in any sexual way. But I guess I was wrong.
As we were about to begin our game. We talked as usual about general things. Then as we were about to go to our respective sides to begin, Kim pulled me close to her and whispered in my ear, “The winner gets her pussy eaten by the loser!” Then she just smiled and walked away. I noticed her ass seemed to wiggle even more than usual under her short tennis skirt.
I was so flustered I just stood on my side with my racket down. I didn’t even know she had served the ball until I heard it hit by my feet. I swung but it was in vain. Kim just laughed and said, “Your making this to easy.” I tried to concentrate. I played pretty well after I convinced myself she had only said that in order to throw off my game.
I finished hard, and beat her 5 sets to 3. All during the game she never mentioned our wager. I was pretty sure she had just been giving me a hard time. I have to admit though I couldn’t keep from looking at her in a different way the whole time we were playing. The way her breasts moved under her blouse. I know she was wearing a bra but it allowed her them to move quite a bit.
It also seemed that she turned around and bent over away from me every time she picked up a ball. Her panties were not the regular kind worn by tennis players they were much more shear and were almost always in the crack of her buns.
After the game we met at the net, shook hands and both said it had been a good game. I turned and started toward the locker room.
Kim started to speak but said, “Oh, I’ll tell you later.” I turned for the locker room and didn’t look back I knew it had just been an attempt on her part to psyche me out. I laugh a little to myself as I walked to the showers. I didn’t think I would have had the nerve to try it on someone but I had to give her credit for a good ploy. It had worked for a while but I’d figured her out.
I was already down to my bra and panties and had just sat down to take off my shoes when Kim came into the locker room. I turned to tell her that her bluff had almost worked, when she bent over and kissed me full on the lips.
I was shocked. I’d never been kissed like that by a woman before. I didn’t know what to do. It had felt wonderful but I knew I had to stop her. I took her by the arms and pushed her away from me.
She had a very wicked smile on her lips. She said, “You may have pushed me away but your lips wanted more.” I wanted to shout, “No they didn’t!” But it was true and I didn’t know what to say.
I loosed my grip on her shoulders and she came towards me. She kissed me on the neck and nibbled my ear. She whispered as she nibbled, “I always pay my debts. With that she slowly kissed her way down my neck to my breasts. She cupped each one and kissed the nipples though the material of my bra. Then she reached around and with a very experienced hand she released the bra clasp. She then lifted the cups from each breast and kissed the nipples gently and then sucked each one into her mouth and lightly bit them until they were rock hard little tips surrounded by a bumpy areola.
I couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt or that I was allowing it to happen. I just knew there was no way I would make her stop. And she didn’t. After a few moments more on each breast she moved down to my stomach. Pausing long enough to run her tongue around and though my navel.
Then she reached the edge of my panties. She took hold of the waist band and pulled them down. I was past any resistance now, so I lifted my bottom off the bench and allowed my now very wet panties to be removed.
Kim took them and breathed in deeply. She looked like a kid with the first smell of a chocolate cake. She licked her lips and slowly, ever so slowly bent over and buried her nose into my very moist muff.
At first she just pressed against my mound and smelled, then I felt her tongue begin to probe. At first only lightly, then with more presser and a greater urgency. Until finally she had my pussy lips swollen, my clit hard and throbbing and the juice flowing from my cunt completely covering her face. I was thrashing around and moaning so loud I knew we had to be attracting a attention. I didn’t care, my pussy had not been on fire like this in a long time and I wasn’t about to stop.
She found my clit and began to suck and lightly bite. I grabbed her hair and pulled her face even deeper into my pussy. I had completely given over control of my body to her wonderful mouth.
I came so many time I lost count. But eventually Kim came up for air and I calmed down a bit. By this time I was laying on the bench, so Kim came up the length of my body the same way she had gone down it. Once again kissing each nipple as she passed. She ended up on top of me looking down into my eyes. We kissed again very gently. I could taste my juices on her lips. It made me excited.
We kissed for a long time, then she said, “I think we need a shower. I’ll wash your back if you’ll wash mine.” And with that she jumped up and walked off toward the showers. Her cute little butt swishing as she walked.
I lay there for a moment reflecting on the events of the day and thought to myself. I think I’ll lose next week.