Seduction On The Court – A Lesson On Sex

The Backhand Lesson

Early last spring, I began taking tennis lessons for a litany of reasons.  Exercise, sunny afternoons outdoors, and more importantly a little seduction on the court.  As coach Thomas stood near the service line, arms folded, his tanned skin dusted with chalky red clay.  His shirt clung to his sexy body from the heat of the afternoon.  There was just something about him that drew me in.  He was strong, assertive, confident, with eyes that saw more than they let on.  Although encouraging, coach Thomas frequently reminded me that I tend to think too much.  Stating that tennis is always about instinct, feeling, surrender.  For me his word served as seduction on the court.

Coach’s Bulge Grows – Seduction On The Court

The next few rallies passed in a blur.  Each shot punctuated by shared glances, nearly seductive smiles.  He corrected my grip by brushing my hand with his.  I watched as the bulge in his light colored shorts seem to move.  The vibration of undeniable desire was evident.  The seduction on the court was palatable for both of us.  When practice ended, I lingered.  Pretending to fix the strings on my racket as he picked up the balls.

His gaze met mine, words blurted out before I caught what I was asking.  “Do you always keep things this professional?”  He was quiet for a moment.  “Yes, mostly because I have to.”  As we maintained eye contact, I stepped closer to him.  “But sometimes?”  I asked.  The air seem to be getting dense with unspoken seduction on the court.  Reaching for a towel, our hands brushed.  I looked him up and down, searching.  He didn’t reply right away.  Then in a movement as effortless as his serve, he stepped much closer to me.  I could feel the warmth of his body, smell the faint scent of fresh sweat and cologne mingled.  The space between us seem to be vanishing quickly.  His hand now finding my right breast and gently exploring my hard nipple.  Our kiss was slow, questioning and erotic.

Passionate Passing Shot

Moving in rhythm, I raised my arms as coach Thomas pulled my sports bra over my head exposing my big, thick, bouncy breast.  His mouth finding my nipples hard and ready for his tongue.  I knew where this was going, so I said nothing knowing this seduction on the court was exactly what we both had been fantasizing about since we met.

His hand began rubbing my clit under my short skirt through the fabric of my shorts.  I tilted back a little bit as he slid his hand into my shorts, touching my folds and increasing my wetness as he went.  My breathing got rapid and shallow as I began to moan softly.  I reached out and grabbed his cock, which had grown hard and was now breaking free of the waistband of his shorts.

Drop Shot Or Cum Shot – Seduction On The Court

Eagerly rubbing the tip of his cock with my fingers, working my way down his shaft.  It felt massive and girthy, I could barely wrap my fingers completely around it.  Leaning over, opening my mouth taking in the tip of his dick and licking around the head.  Trying hard to work my soft lips over the length of his huge cock, not able to get the whole thing into my mouth. I compensated by running my hands down his shaft.

He pulled me up and spun me around, grabbing my waistband and pulling my shorts and skirt down exposing my glistening, wet, pink pussy. Grabbing my ass and spreading me fully open, his tongue traveled from the crack of my ass to my swollen clit and back up again.  My body started to quiver as I felt his massive cock enter me from behind.  Pumping me deeply, I arched my back and started to convulse in orgasm.  Watching me cum seemed to heightened coach Thomas’s desire as he shot his massive load deep inside me.

Covered in each other’s juices, we began to dress quickly as we heard footsteps and voices approaching.  His next student was ready for a lesson, and perhaps another seduction on the court.

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