TSIFOL 20 Strip Tennis rematch

TSIFOL 20 Strip Tennis rematch TSIFOL 20 Strip Tennis rematch

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

This time Karen is determined to win the strip tennis game and when she does she has a few sexual fantasies of her own to work on

Summary

This time Karen is determined to win the strip tennis game and when she does she has a few sexual fantasies of her own to work on

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Submitted: January 28, 2014

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I was determined to get the better of the next strip tennis match. I thought long and hard about what I should wear. One of my Brazilian bikinis and a little flick skirt might be more distracting, but in the end I went with the same outfit. I liked the way it all matched up; but that wasn’t to say I couldn’t use it better. As I got dressed, I positioned the bikini top so the side of each triangle nearly exposed the nipple. Then before we started playing, I stretched the top of the dress down a bit so that the cleavage maxed out. Plus I made sure every time I bent down for a ball I stuck my bum in the air toward him with an action that I knew flipped the skirt up over the bikini pants. Any time at the net was spent flaunting and jiggling like you wouldn’t believe.

It must have worked a little. I had him down to his speedos after two games. They were much less distracting than the open fly boxers. Then I lost my dress. Another game and the speedos were off. Now I really had a distraction. Unconstrained by even a pair of boxes, the baseball bat was back, swinging around to its own music; although as the game progressed and he became even more aroused and upright, the gyrations slowed a bit.

Then I lost another game and with it my bikini top. I was so near to victory; I knew it was time for a maximum flaunting. Every weapon in my female body armoury was directed against him; bottom, legs and above all breasts were fired at him in a constant barrage of flirtatious displays. At every opportunity I skipped and danced around setting my breasts a wobbling and when I returned balls to him from my end of the court, I didn’t just hit them back, I walked to the net and handed them, to him, asking for a kiss in exchange and brushing my nipples against his chest if I could as I forced him to reach towards me to take the balls from me.

It wasn’t that he was unaware of what I was doing. He verbally teased me about it, but that was all he could do as I just looked all innocent and issued patently false denials of any such provocation. And in any real sense we both knew who it was who was doing the teasing.

It was still a near run thing. We played several deciders as the score kept going to deuce but eventually I got him so now it was my turn. The thing with these games was that already by the time we’d finished the tennis I was a dripping wet bundle of sexual anticipation myself. I wasn’t sure which made me more aroused; the knowledge of what I would do if I won or the uncertainty of what Greg would impose on me if I lost.

“Come over here” I motioned as I stood alongside the net near the hut.

“Oh yea, but what are you up to?”

“What was the rule? Oh, yea; me to know and you to suffer”.

“Put your hands on the net here and don’t move them” I made him place his hands on the net in such a way he was facing the net, hands about a metre apart. I took his already erect cock and threaded it through a hole in the net. While it would have fitted through any gap in the mesh of the net, I’d deliberately chosen a place where the net was holed to avoid any risk of damage. Then I pushed his waist tight against the net, so he was relatively immobile.

“What are you up to?”

“I’m going to garrotte your dick off so I can take it home and use as a dildo”

“But I thought you only wanted me for my sparkling personality”

“Poor judgement on your part.” While saying this, I’d rolled up his T Shirt and now I tied it around his eyes to act as a blindfold; pressing the full length of my body against his back as I reached up to tie the knot. Then I walked around the other side of the net so I could face him. Wanting to experience again the feel of his cock sliding across my clit, I took his erection, rolled down the front of my bikini and brought it up against the swelling of my clit; exciting myself as it slid frictionless back and forward along my dripping wet slot. The bikini waist band and the hydraulic ram forces trying to restore his piston to its upright stance was enough to keep his shaft pressing firmly where I wanted it as I moved my hips in and out, so that left me two hands free. Wrapping both arms around his back, I brushed my nipples up and down his chest to raise my temperature further. It was all very effective. Before long I was moaning in pleasure; tempted just to let myself come. But I had other plans. Withdrawing I pulled the front of my bikini back up and I moved around the other side of the net.

“Where are you” he asked from under the blindfold.

“Be patient and follow instructions strictly.” I moved around behind him, took his hips in my hands and instructed him to step backwards keeping his hands where they were. That left him standing bent over the net. I inserted myself in to the space between his body and the net, his arms either side of me. Then I flipped down the back of my bikini and inserted him in to my vagina from behind. “You are to stand completely still. No moving, no pumping and certainly no coming!” I said in the most commanding voice I could muster with him.

There was actually method to my madness. I’d had enough sensation from my G Spot in the past that I thought it was one of those girls who could get theirs to really work. This gave me a chance to play around and see if I could get things going and by getting him to be immobile, I could adjust things to see what worked for me. I angled myself to bring his erection firmly against the front wall of my vagina and started working it in and out, testing for the right depth of penetration and front wall pressure as I went. I quickly found the spot and given my already heightened state of arousal it didn’t take long for me to have a mind blowing orgasm. My body’s reaction this time was a little different from normal. I was aware of taking three loud pants as I locked his penis immobile with a series of rippling mega contractions of my pelvic floor. At the same time my legs went all wobbly - my lower body strength completely gone, I felt as if I was suspended only by my hands on the net and Greg’s shaft in my body; the legs seemingly unable to bear any weight. Greg was still following instructions and hadn’t moved. As my strength returned I released the iron grip my body held on his shaft and started to withdraw. “Thanks for that”

Seemingly forgetting a similar conversation from last week, he asked “what about me”

“Remember this is selfish sex. Or are you going to tell me you’ll be all grumpy if you don’t get your turn?”

“I could never be grumpy with you”

Oh great! He’s going to be nobler than I am. “Alright slave, go for it” I said as I pushed him back inside me and give him a gentle squeeze; bracing myself against the net with my hands. And go for it he did. This game playing brought out a whole new dimension in Greg. It seemed to give him permission to be more animalistic. I knew I could bring on his climax just by the right amount of squeeze on him so when I thought he’d had a good go, I gave him a bigger squeeze and he came. It was then I discovered I’d made a beginners mistake. As he withdrew, his cum slid down in to the crutch of my bikini, turning it in to a sticky mess. Yuck! I didn’t have any spare pants handy, my dress was far too short to go commando and we were due to be at his parents place for lunch very soon.  We did have a towel in the car, so all I could do was give it a good wipe down, damp down the edge of the towel in the sink in the hut to let me give it a fresh water wipeover and then give my pussy as much sun as possible while we were driving to his parents place to try and finish drying it.


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