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The Tennis Match
by In My Dreams (inmydreamsiwish@hotmail.com)
***
A friendly mixed doubles tennis game turns into an
afternoon of pleasure when one male participant fails
to show. (MFF, rom, ws, oral, anal)
***
When I was in grammar school I used to play a lot of
tennis. I belonged to a couple of local tennis clubs
one of which had only two grass courts and was
surrounded by houses with long gardens. The entrance
was a narrow driveway and a tall fence at the end of
the properties made for a very secluded place.
Since most members worked, the courts only got busy
during evenings and weekends, and were hardly ever used
on week days. This story is about what happened on one
glorious summer’s afternoon. It was warm with a very
light breeze and my friend Christine had arranged a
mixed doubles game with Jenny and Edward.
First Set
Christine and I got to the court at the appointed time
of two o’clock and changed into our tennis outfits. The
clubs were very strict about members wearing the proper
attire (no coincidence that most governing bodies for
this sport were made up of men!). All white of course,
and the girls wore short skirts and white panties.
Delicious, undoubtedly one of the reasons I played
tennis. Girls were allowed to wear white shorts, but
curiously enough they almost all opted for skirts!
By 2:15 Jenny and Edward hadn’t arrived. We had just
started a game of singles when Jenny arrived on her
bicycle. "Sorry I’m late but I was waiting for Edward
and he didn’t show up" she said, giving me a great view
as she swung her leg over the crossbar of her bicycle.
She was already in her tennis outfit!
"It’s about time you ditched that guy." I said "He’s
always letting you down." Needless to say I had an
ulterior motive in making this remark; Jenny had a
lovely body and was very pretty. I hoped to see more,
having fancied her for some time. Christine was looking
forward to this game; I think she had a fancy for
Edward although I thought he was a real wimp.
Christine and I had joined the tennis club several
years ago, when I was 12 years old and she was 11, so I
tended to look out for her. I had been getting into
some serious rock climbing over the last couple of
years and played rugby in the winter time (wing three
quarter – I was slippery and fast!). I had pretty high
standards for my fellow men.
Just as Jenny was talking to us her sister arrived.
"Mum, told me Edward had let you down again (thanks
Anne perfect timing!) So I came to make up the
foursome." Anne was just as pretty as Jenny, if not
more so, slightly taller and a year older. She was an
excellent player, and we always had a lot of laughs
when she was around.
To even things up we agreed that each of the girls
would be my partner for one set. No, complaints I would
get to see them at every angle, if you know what I
mean. Since it was so warm I suggested we have some
long drinks before starting. We drew straws and my
first partner was Jenny. When we got to the end of the
third game Jenny whispered to me "I shouldn’t have had
all that water, I need to pee now." As we changed ends
she giggled and said "I hope I can hold it."
At the end of the fifth game Jenny and I were up 3 to
2. "Do you think I could let a little out without them
noticing? I don’t want to loose my rhythm; I’m playing
well right now." She was too, having leapt to make some
great intercepts at the net giving me a nice view of
her knickers. "I think you will be fine," I said. "They
are too far away to see anything, see if you can get
through the next game I have an idea which will let you
get away with it."
Jenny gave me a curious look, smiled and took up her
position at the net while I prepared to serve. This
game was close since I was trying out a new serve which
put an unexpected curve on the ball (timing is
everything). When we got to deuce for the fourth time
Jenny walked over to me and said, "I’ve already let go
a couple of squirts, if you don’t win these next two
points I’m going to wet myself all over the court!"
Now that would have been a delightful sight, but I had
other ideas for a more intimate display. I served an
ace, and then on the next point I ran in to take a
volley which won us the game.
The net had recently been replaced and the old one was
lying on the ground in a corner. After my last service
I had deliberately thrown my second service ball to
land on the old net. As we walked back to the baseline
I told Jenny to retrieve the ball from the corner, but
make it appear that she got her foot tangled up in the
old net. She looked at me puzzled, but had enough sense
to follow my instructions.
Jenny called me over laughing as she told me her foot
was stuck. The other girls were discussing tactics with
their backs turned to us. I hurried over, and said
"Squat down I will pretend to help you and give you
cover."
Jenny quickly squatted and I knelt down in front of
her, hiding her lower body from the others. The gusset
of her knickers was clearly wet, "Now," I said, "let
some go, they can’t see you."
Jenny grinned at me and started to pee through her
knickers. "You’re enjoying this aren’t you?"
"What are you two up to?" yelled Christine.
I yelled back, "The silly girl has got her foot caught
in the old net, it’s almost free."
Jenny was flooding her knickers and said, "Might as
well get rid of it all if you are enjoying this so
much!"
I watched in awe as her crotch became transparent
clearly revealing the lips of her pussy. "Wow, we’re
going to have to play together more often." I smiled.
She grinned as she got the double entendre, and then
squeezed her thighs and buttocks together to try and
reduce the dripping as she stood up. She walked away
leaving a trail of drops, while I got up and tried to
position my erection so that it looked as though I had
a tennis ball in my pocket!
It wasn’t uncommon for me to get hard during mixed
doubles, especially when we were alone like this. Truth
be told the girls would deliberately flaunt themselves,
such as by bending over more than necessary at the net
and wiggling their panty covered bottoms.
As the atmosphere became sexually charged they would
squat down to retie their laces, the panty gusset
stretched tightly between their legs, even showing
little gaps with wisps of pubic hair peeking out. I
would start to exercise my lustful imagination and
slowly peel their knickers down in my mind to reveal
their pretty little bottoms.
I deliberately flaunted my erection and would jokingly
told the girls that they were using unfair tactics by
making me stiff so they would win! Their usual reply
was, "Where does it say we can’t do that in the rule
book?" They would play the game and deliberately
display themselves - wonderful.
This game was beginning to head that way, much to my
delight. My erection went down a little during Anne’s
service game, but on what was to be the last point
Jenny whispered to me, "I feel so wet, does that turn
you on?"
I said nothing, as we positioned ourselves for me to
receive Anne’s serve. I had got really hard again;
Jenny looked back and grinned when she saw. Anne’s
serve was just long. As Anne prepared to deliver her
second service, Jenny leaned forward bending a little
lower to display the wet gusset of her knickers.
Needless to say I was completely distracted, and Anne’s
second serve was an "ace," to win the game. Jenny
thought this was terrifically funny, and couldn’t stop
laughing. This of course put pressure on her bladder
which was not as empty as she thought. She quickly
spread her legs and wet herself again. Her pee escaping
in several short bursts as she tried to regain control.
There was no hiding it this time, Anne and Christine
just cracked up.
As we changed ends Anne brushed her hand across my very
obvious erection and said "So this is what happens when
Mickey sees a girl wetting her knickers!" I quickly
flipped the back of her skirt up and pulled her
knickers down to expose her lovely round bottom. "Quite
right," I replied. "And you know just how erotic it is,
I’ll bet you’re wet right now."
Anne giggled and flipped the back of her skirt up again
to show off her bottom. She left her knickers as they
were, making me even stiffer. Christine thought the
whole thing was hilarious, but I could see from the
growing flush around her neck that she was getting
turned on. "Let me adjust you," she said, reaching down
to stroke my penis through my shorts.
"Perhaps I need to check you out too," I replied and
put my hand up her short skirt to feel her.
"Mmm, that’s nice, how would you like it if I wet
myself right now?"
"Delicious," I whispered and kissed her gently on the
lips.
She pressed into me and rubbed her hand in a circular
motion over my rigid penis. "I might just have to let
some go. Oooh I’m starting to do it, can you feel?"
I certainly could, her gusset was getting very hot and
slippery. Her wee started to drip through my fingers,
when she suddenly squealed and ran off – "Let’s finish
the game," she giggled. She dripped a little as she
ran, but managed to cut off the flow.
"OK girls, you’re obviously going to subject me to
erotic torture this afternoon."
"Play!" shouted Anne as she made her first service.
Jenny was giggling so much she almost missed the
return, which headed straight towards Christine at the
net. An easy volley won the point.
"15-Love" Anne cried as she prepared to serve to me. It
was a good serve, but I returned with a strong backhand
to Anne. Jenny volleyed Anne’s return behind Christine
to win the point.
"Nice shot Jenny!" yelled Anne who walked to the back
of the court to retrieve the ball.
Anne kept her legs straight as she bent down, once
again displaying her lovely little bottom to me since
her knickers were still pulled down! "You like that
view; do you prefer it to the sight of my wet
knickers?" giggled Jenny as she lifted her skirt.
"I love it all!" I sighed. Needless to say with all the
distractions Anne easily won her service game.
Now it was Jenny’s turn to serve and I knew this was
going to be fun! I went up close to the net and so did
Christine. Just as Jenny was about to serve I heard
splashing. Christine was standing with her legs apart
blissfully smiling as she wet herself. My eyes were
riveted on the stream falling from under her skirt.
Jenny’s serve was excellent but Anne made a strong
forehand shot which surprise, surprise went straight
past me. Not that I was particularly concerned with my
left hand in my shorts squeezing my foreskin over the
head of my penis.
Christine cut off her flow and came up to me at the
net. "I can see that was the right tactic, would you
like to feel what I just did in my knickers?" Loosing
points can certainly have its consolations, I thought,
as Christine lifted up the front of her skirt. I cupped
my hand under the crotch of her knickers – "Any left?"
"Of course, just for you."
Christine pulled the front of her knickers out, took my
hand and put it inside them. She was slippery, and it
wasn’t just from wetting! "Put your finger in" she
whispered. Silly request, but I loved hearing her say
it. I gently pushed my middle finger all the way inside
her cupping her genitals with my hand.
She was so hot – "Ready?" was all she said as she wet
into my hand. She slowly let herself go as I wiggled my
finger deep inside her molten hole. We leaned across
the net and kissed, whilst she continued peeing into my
hand. I had taken my finger out and was now sliding my
hand back and forth between her legs bathing her anus
with her hot wee.
"Mmmm, yes – put your finger in my rectum," she
murmured.
"With pleasure; don’t dirty your nice white tennis
knickers now!" I giggled.
"I’ll try not to," she said returning her lips to mine
and gently inserting her tongue. I slipped my finger
past her tight little anus and wiggled it in her
rectum.
She continued to slowly wet into my hand providing
plenty of lubrication as I fingered her bottom. I could
feel her anus squeezing my finger so she wouldn’t get
her knickers dirty. "That is exquisite, don’t stop, I’m
going to let it all flow out."
She did, totally saturating herself, the pee running
down the inside of her legs soaking her socks! I
occasionally moved my hand to one side letting her wet
straight into the gusset of her knickers so I would
have the pleasure of watching it drip down to the
ground.
In the mean time Jenny had quietly crept behind me and
put her hand up the leg of my tennis shorts cupping my
balls through my underpants. My exceedingly stiff penis
was pushed up against my stomach. "You must need to go
too" she whispered, "why don’t you do it and warm up
your balls for me."
I could feel her breasts and their hard little nipples
pressing into my back. She must have slipped her bra
open and pulled her top up when Christine and I started
to play with each other. With a little effort and hard
concentration I can usually pee even with an erection.
I run the risk of messing myself as I bear down on my
bladder, but the pleasure is worth it despite the
occasional accident. Jenny’s hot little hand caressed
my balls as I tried to wet myself. Another sharp push
and I felt my pee begin to travel up my urethra.
Once I start to wet it’s hard to stop, like I’d want to
anyway! My hot pee bubbled out of my penis and flowed
over my balls into Jenny’s hand. The soft cotton of my
underpants soaked up the golden fluid warming me
delightfully. Jenny’s hand directed the stream into my
crotch between the cheeks of my bottom. My underpants
were warm and soaking.
Jenny had deftly undone the front of my shorts with her
other hand giving her room to stroke my bottom from
behind. This she did, squishing the hot wet material of
my underpants up between my legs. The feeling on my
anus was perfect. When Jenny heard Christine ask me to
push my finger into her rectum, she slipped her hand
inside my underwear and started to finger my anus.
I had just about finished wetting at this point and her
finger slipped easily into my bottom. Jenny slowly slid
her finger in and out, sometimes wriggling it around in
my rectum to apply pressure to my prostate. It was
pretty hard to retain control; I just wanted to bear
down on Jenny’s finger as hard as I could. This would
have made a huge mess which I didn’t think Jenny would
appreciate (although I wasn’t certain!).
By this time Anne had made her way around to my side of
the court and together with Jenny they pulled my tennis
shorts off but left my wet underwear on. Anne then
squatted down while Jenny put her finger back up my
rectum.
I wanted to fully appreciate Anne’s delights, so I
reluctantly pulled my finger out of Christine’s bottom
and squatted down in front of Anne. Her legs were
splayed lewdly apart and she had put her hand down the
front of her knickers to finger herself. Her gusset had
a huge wet patch, although I didn’t think she had wet
herself – yet! Jenny was still finger fucking me and
had knelt down behind me. "Did you wet yourself too,
Anne?"
"Not yet, but it feels like I have, this is much more
fun than tennis." Anne leaned forward and lightly
kissed my lips. She then leant her head on my shoulder
and I pressed my ear against her soft hair, for some
reason that always turns me on.
My knees were pressed against the inside of her thighs
giving her some support. With her free hand Anne
started to stroke my balls and penis saying, "Do you
like your underwear being wet and warm?"
"Oooh yes, are you going to wet yourself in your
knickers now."
"I don’t know," she teased, "do you think that I would
like it?"
The atmosphere was intensely erotic, and I wanted this
to last as long as possible. "What are you doing with
your fingers?" I asked, knowing of course but wanting
to hear her say it.
"I am pushing two of them in and out of my sopping wet
cunt, and rubbing my palm against my clit." She
whispered, "Is it nice to have a finger in your
bottom."
"I just love it," I replied, "would you like to see
what it feels like? Why not ask Christine how she likes
it?"
Christine had now joined us and was kneeling behind
Anne with her blouse unbuttoned pressing her naked tits
into Anne’s back. I started to unbutton Anne’s blouse
as we talked and pulled her bra up to free her breasts.
Anne’s breasts were beautiful and firm (as were her
friends’) and her nipples were as stiff as they could
be.
My hands and fingers were busy playing with her tits no
doubt making her wetter still. "I love having my bottom
fingered," said Christine, "would you like to try it
Anne?"
Without waiting for a reply Christine slipped her hand
down the back of Anne’s knickers and started to gently
rub her fingers between Anne’s bottom cheeks applying a
gentle pressure to her anus as she did so.
"Mmm, that’s nice, don’t stop." Anne pulled her hand
out of the front of her knickers and reached under me
to feel Jenny’s finger squishing in and out of my anus.
Christine slid her hand forward and felt the heat and
wetness from Anne’s cunt. "Are you sure you haven’t
peed in your knickers?" she asked.
"I haven’t yet, but keep your hand there and I might
just start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop it."
I was a hair away from exploding, but wanted to see
Anne wet herself first. Anne went very still and said
"I think I’m going to wet myself now." I looked
intently at her gusset and was thrilled to see it begin
to glisten beneath Christine’s hand. Christine started
to slide her fingers back and forth inside Anne’s
knickers carrying her pee and juices back to coat her
anus. Anne continued to slowly wet herself and said,
"Christine finger my bottom now, I’m ready."
Christine pressed her middle finger against Anne’s anus
and slipped it slowly into her rectum. She then gently
slid it in and out, causing Anne to moan with pleasure.
"Yes, that’s nice. Shall I keep wetting or do you think
Mickey would like me to warm up his balls and underwear
instead?"
I didn’t wait for anyone to answer for me as I lay down
on the grass. I squeezed the base of my penis to try
and prevent an immediate ejaculation, fortunately this
little trick worked. Anne moved over me, pulled the
front of my underpants down underneath my balls and
settled down with her hot gusset caressing them. Not to
be left out Jenny squatted over my face with her back
to Anne.
Jenny gave a final squirt into her already soaking
knickers, giving me the thrill of seeing them glisten,
and then pulled the gusset to one side ready to be
pleasured by my tongue. "I want my bottom fingered
too," Jenny whispered. I grinned and said, "My
pleasure, sweetheart," pressing my finger against her
well lubricated anus to penetrate her rectum.
I slowly pushed in and out, occasionally wiggling it to
maximize her pleasure. She pulled her labia apart and
lowered herself onto my tongue.
Right at this moment my balls suddenly felt hot – Anne
was finally wetting her knickers on me. I could feel
Christine’s knuckles on my balls as she started
fingering Anne’s bottom again. As Anne continued to wet
on me Christine slipped a finger inside my underwear
and pushed it into my rectum where she gently stroked
my prostate.
Anne, whilst still wetting herself, pulled my penis
inside her knicker leg and eased me into her vagina. I
don’t think I had ever experienced such a hot love
tunnel – she was molten. As I thrust into Anne I could
feel Christine’s finger pushing in and out of Anne’s
rectum. I thought Christine might be missing out, but
then felt her wet knickers pressing down on my knee. I
didn’t last long, suddenly I was spurting my come into
Anne like crazy.
Christine let herself go on my knee, once again soaking
her knickers which set off her orgasm. Christine pulled
her finger from my bottom and reached around to play
with Anne’s prominent clit, sending her into orgasmic
bliss. Jenny was next, coming all over my tongue and
face, much to my delight. My penis had softened
slightly inside Anne so I gave a final push and managed
to wet inside her, further adding to my own pleasure as
it seeped back out to run over my balls.
At this point we fell about laughing. One of the girls
said, "Better get refills, that was fun."
"Hey we’ve got a tennis game to finish," I said.
"You are incorrigible, Mick, you just want us to flash
our sopping wet knickers at you," was Anne’s immediate
response.
"Well, I don’t mind if you do. Come on it’s 4-3 and
love 15." The girls ran back into position and Jenny
served to Christine. Jenny easily won here service
game, especially since the edge had gone from Anne’s
game. Christine lost her serve and the first set was
over. Perhaps our opponents were distracted because I
hadn’t put my shorts back on!
"Last one to the club house gets to do the laundry," I
shouted grabbing my shorts and sprinting off. Anne was
the lucky one and looked at me saying "This must be
your lucky day, why don’t you pull our knickers down
for us?"
No second request required I slowly pulled each of
their knickers down and off, putting them to my nose to
relish the fragrance of pussy juice and pee. Jenny came
up behind me and pulled my underpants down fondling me
as she did so, saying "Good game partner." Anne took
them all to the kitchen and rinsed them out. We each
downed several glasses of water and went back out to
the court.
Second set
Knickers and underpants were placed on the net to dry
out and we started the second set. I had put my shorts
back on but knew that without underwear any erection
would undoubtedly peek out. Watching my cheeky tennis
players got me hard in no time. This usually happened
each time we changed ends and sat down for a break. The
girls would either sit on the grass cross legged or
with their knees up. There was no way the beautiful
site of their pussies was not going to arouse me!
I usually managed to cup a hand on one of their bottoms
as they stood up to return to the court. This set
Christine was my partner and Jenny played with Anne, so
to speak. We got to 3 games all and I decided to spice
up the game a little. "Okay, the girl of the winning
pair gets to play with me between sets." I offered. Now
tennis is a very courteous game, so it was understood
that Anne would defer the pleasure to Jenny if they
won. This was a really splendid set and it was hard for
me to take my eyes off their pretty bare bottoms. Anne
was fully recovered from her exertions and played
really well.
The sister act consequently won and Jenny said "Does
this mean I get to play singles with you Mick?" I
laughed and replied "If that’s what you want, but I had
something else in mind." We met at the net with a
gentle kiss then Jenny got on her knees and unbuttoned
my shorts.
My erection sprung out so he was looking eye to eye.
She softly put her hand around him and gently stroked
back and forth, squeezing the head with my foreskin.
This was heaven especially when my little angel put him
in her mouth. Meanwhile Anne and Christine moved behind
Jenny, turned their backs to me, bent down and flipped
their skirts up. Both girls had their legs spread wide
apart and were holding on to their ankles for balance.
This thrust their little bottoms out, further enhancing
the erotic scene.
I couldn’t resist, and I’m sure they didn’t want me to.
My fingers entered them simultaneously and I played
with them until their juices were running down their
thighs. Jenny was now licking and sucking my balls
while stroking my penis. Christine turned her head and
whispered in Anne’s ear. A few seconds later they
simultaneously started wetting all over my hands and
down their legs.
Reluctantly I pulled my fingers out of Christine and
Anne, and pulled Jenny up. "You played so well Jenny; I
think you deserve a reward too."
"Mmmm, yes please and I know just how I want it." She
replied turning around bending over to place both hands
on the net.
I put my hands under her skirt and caressed the lovely
round globes she presented to me so nicely. Reaching
around I diddled her clit until she was moaning with
pleasure. Christine and Anne sat on the grass either
side of her with their knees up splayed out to show
themselves to me. This had to be the most erotic tennis
game I ever played!
Jenny was soaking between her legs, and I was as hard
as steel, with pre-cum oozing out. Lifting up her skirt
I slowly entered her, the hot walls of her syrupy
vagina engulfing my penis. I took things really slowly
to avoid instantly shooting off, every second stroke
pulling completely out to enjoy the pleasure of re-
entry.
I was gripping her bottom underneath her skirt with
both hands, increasing my pace after a few minutes.
Jenny adjusted her position so that the bulbous head of
my penis was rubbing her G spot. She suddenly tensed
and hot juices squirted out around my cock onto my
balls. I didn’t know if she was wetting or ejaculating
and I didn’t really care. She cried out with pleasure
as I rapidly thrust in and out, plunging my penis as
far inside as I could.
I orgasmed with incredible intensity the head of my
penis pushed hard against her cervix. I just held it
there, spurt after spurt of my cum bathing her insides.
Jenny had a second orgasm, her pussy walls pulsating on
my penis as if to extract every drop of sperm. She then
wet herself, bathing my balls with her hot golden
offering.
Anne and Christine had been fingering themselves to
orgasm as they watched. I let myself go inside Jenny.
"Thank you Mick, I love that feeling." "Me too I get
the backwash." Jenny put her hand between her legs and
wiped up the mixture of cum and wee that was trickling
down her thighs. "Yummy," she said licking her fingers
clean, "Thank you, I’m so glad Edward didn’t show!"
We went back to the club house for refreshments,
returning to the court after a short break. "Our
knickers are dry!" shouted Anne. "Do you want us to put
them back on Mick?"
"Of course he does, didn’t you know that’s why he plays
tennis!" laughed Christine.
The girls put their knickers on making sure I had a
good view. "You should put these back on Mick, you just
might get lucky again," said Christine tossing my
underpants to me. I smiled as I pulled my shorts down
to put them on.
"Who’s going to be the lucky one, Christine?"
"Oh, if you play your cards right I think it will be
you." She replied, turning and flicking up the back of
her skirt as she walked off to join Jenny, her partner
for this set.
Final set & celebration
This last set was definitely going to be fun! The first
few games were quite uneventful, with the usual lovely
display of white knickers, all of us taking the game a
little more seriously. We had got to 5 all when the fun
began. Anne was the first, it was her service game. She
made a terrific first serve, the ball curving round and
landing right on the line out of reach for Jenny. I
walked back to her to discuss the next point.
"Nice serve Anne." She had squatted down and appeared
to be tying her shoe lace. My eyes were drawn to the
crotch of her knickers (as if they would look at
anything else!) and I saw a little wet spot appear
which rapidly grew until she was squirting out her wee.
"Don’t let it all go," I admonished, "it might be fun
to save some for later."
"Oh, I know, but I just had to wet; you know how nice
it feels!" I certainly do – watch.
With that I quickly put my hand down the front of my
underwear and positioned my penis so that I would wet
my balls. I bore down and let go a generous squirt.
"Mmmm, that’s nice!"
"Hey, you two what are you up to – as if we didn’t
know! Let’s get on with the game, you never know what
you might see if you’re at the net Mick." Yelled
Christine. I laughed and got into position for Anne’s
next serve.
Jenny was up close to the net too, and whispered "Oh,
Mick, I really need to wee; I’m not sure I can hold it
much longer."
"Sure Jenny, as if I didn’t know you can hardly wait to
wet yourself!"
She grinned and said, "You’re right, I’m going to let
some go right now, look between my legs."
Sure enough a short stream of wee hit the ground. She
abruptly cut off the flow and said, "You enjoyed that
didn’t you?"
"Of course, look at the tent in my tennis shorts!"
Anne’s serve whistled past my ear and I immediately
readied myself for the return. Christine returned with
a great forehand which I managed to volley back. Jenny
lunged and made a delicate drop shot out of my reach.
Anne had rushed in to the net and was able to connect
and make a lob over Jenny’s head. Christine managed to
make the return, but it gave me an easy volley to win
the point.
We changed sides and Christine was now up at the net.
"That was a fun point, Mick, I would have made a better
return if it wasn’t that I’m getting a little desperate
for a wee!"
"Let a little go Christine, you know how nice it feels
to wet yourself."
Christine grinned, "I just knew that was on your mind,
watch me." She lifted the front of her skirt and I
watched as her knicker gusset glistened with her wee.
"Enjoy that? I did."
"Oh yes, you girls know how to turn me on."
"Well I love a really hard cock up my cunt, and I love
wetting myself. As always, Mick, I look forward to many
more games with you."
"Just wait until we finish this set if you’re ready to
play."
"I can’t wait." She replied, smiling.
Anne served another ball right by my ear, I swear she
was trying to hit me. I was positioned perfectly to
volley the return and we won the point. I walked back
and asked, "Have I pissed you off or something?"
"Oh, quite contrary I was hoping to make you piss," she
grinned.
"You dirty little girl!" I said, jokingly. "Not at all,
I just thought you would like to enjoy the pleasure you
gave me by wetting yourself."
"You enjoy wetting in your knickers then?"
"Of course, you already know that!"
"I just love to hear you say it!"
Anne won her game and we proceeded to change ends.
"Regulation knicker check." I called out.
The girls cracked up Anne saying "Yes please, me
first." She lifted her skirt and pulled the front of
her knickers out. "Inside or out?"
"Both please," she replied.
"You naughty girl, you must think I enjoy this."
She squatted slightly as I put my hand into her
knickers. I gently rubbed my fingers back and forth
pausing to apply a little pressure on her clitoris.
"Mmmm, I like this regulation, I think you’d better
check the inside just to be sure."
"My pleasure," I replied pushing my finger into her
vagina. "Warm and wet, very nice. Shall I check outside
now?"
"Go ahead, finger me much more and I will lose interest
in finishing the set." I chuckled pulling my hand out
of her knickers. I licked her juices from my fingers
and felt between her legs.
"It’s a little cool, warm yourself up if you like."
She grinned saying, "Here it comes." She put her arms
around me and we kissed as I felt her wet her knickers.
"I love that feeling, I’m not sure I want to stop."
Anne said cutting off her flow. "Must save some for
post game celebrations."
Anxious to start the "celebrations" myself I checked
Christine and Jenny’s knickers at the same time. Warm
and wet, they must have wet a little whilst I was
playing with Anne!
"OK, 5-6 you two need to win to stay in the set, your
service Christine." This was the shortest game of the
afternoon, perhaps because both Christine and I had a
pretty strong incentive to end the set. We all met at
the net and shook hands, the formalities of tennis
never die!
"That was a great performance girls; you played a good
game of tennis too." Walking over to a shady area at
the back of the court I slipped my hands up Christine
and Jenny’s skirts, saying "Let the celebration begin!"
"My turn" replied Christine with the sweetest smile.
They put their arms around me and gave me a hug, the
simple things are so nice.
I lay down on the grass and the girls surrounded me so
I could see up their pretty tennis skirts. Bliss; 3
pairs of crisp white knickers, apart from the soggy
gussets that is! Anne was the first to let a little
dribble out. I watched as the spot spread, grew darker
then a few drips came out followed by a short spurt. I
put my hand up and slipped a finger under the elastic,
to finger her. She was excited! Jenny was next and she
let out a gush of wee.
Her knicker gusset sagged as she wet herself and
streams of hot pee ran down her legs. She groaned with
pleasure and half squatted down by my side. I reached
out and rubbed her, then fingered her whilst she was
still wetting. She was moaning with pleasure. "Finger
my bottom please." Jenny loved to feel my finger ease
through her anus into her rectum, it was only a matter
of time before she would want to feel my penis in
there.
I gladly granted her request, and wiggled my finger
inside her. "Put another one in." She bore down opening
up her anus my second finger sliding in easily. "Don’t
make a mess in your pretty white knickers Jenny." She
clenched her anus around my fingers, I think she was
about to do just that! She slipped her own fingers down
to play with her cunt and clitoris.
Jenny was still wetting, obviously deciding to just let
it all go. She had quite a capacity, practice no doubt.
Suddenly tensing and bearing down on my fingers again
she climaxed. I quickly pulled my fingers out of her
bottom which I knew would add to her pleasure. She sat
down with her legs splayed and I watched the last of
her wee pour out. "Oh, that was sooo good," she sighed,
and lay back on the grass.
Anne and Christine were both sitting down to enjoy
Jenny’s performance. Anne had undone the buttons on her
top, pushed her sports bra up and was squeezing her
nipples. Christine had slipped her fingers under her
knicker elastic and was playing with herself.
My penis was painfully stiff, needing to be released
from the confines of my shorts. Christine leaned over
and unbuttoned my shorts. "Looks like you need a little
more room in there." She giggled. Anne came over and
pulled my shorts down, while Christine pulled the front
of my underwear down a little so she could lick the
head of my penis.
"Yummy, but your balls feel dry. I’m desperate to wee
and I know I won’t make it to the clubhouse. Shall I
just let it go like Jenny?" She teased.
"You could." I replied "But you might not be so
fulfilled if you do!"
Of course she knew exactly what I meant. "Agreed. I
want you to kiss me now." She straddled over me on her
knees, pulling off her top and bra. "Do you like the
view?"
I gave her the answer with my hands; feeling her
breasts, and squeezing her nipples. She leaned down so
I could take her nipple into my mouth. I heard a hiss
and my penis twitched, eager for it’s bath. Christine’s
aim was perfect as moments later my underwear became
hot and wet. "Mmmm, I love wetting myself, let me lie
over your balls and share." She lay down and simply
soaked her knickers and my underwear.
Anne had been watching us intently, fingering herself.
"Christine, I’m going to have to wet now, roll over for
a few seconds, I’ll be quick." Christine grinned and
roll off me. Anne went down on her hands and knees,
swinging a leg over me to position her bottom just in
front of my face.
"I think Christine is going to need this as soon as
I’ve finished." She slipped my penis out and took him
into her soft mouth. She sucked on him and massaged my
hot soggy underwear into my balls. My eyes were
intently focused on her lovely bottom. With a hiss and
a sigh she started wetting herself. What a beautiful
sight.
After a few seconds enjoying seeing her wee spurting
out of the sides and through the soft cotton, I pulled
her knickers down so I could watch her wee cascade out
of her into her gusset. I knew she was close to orgasm
so I reached between her legs, eased my two middle
fingers into her cunt and massaged her G spot.
I fingered her bottom at the same time. She shuddered
with a prolonged orgasm, clenching my finger with her
anus. She rolled off me to bask in the afterglow. "He’s
all yours Christine, have fun."
"Nice show Anne. That might be a hard act to follow but
I’ll do my best." Christine had been squatting near my
head giving her a ringside (pun intended) view of the
proceedings. I was more than ready for the finale
especially when Christine asked me to take her from
behind.
First, though, I wanted to pleasure Christine with my
tongue. She more than deserved it! She lay back and
opened her legs for me and pulled her pussy lips apart.
I knelt down and gently licked her from anus to
clitoris, swirling my tongue around her opening as it
passed. Christine reached down and held her pussy lips
freeing my hands to fondle her firm young breasts.
Moving my mouth over her prominent clitoris I sucked on
it and stroked the top with the tip of my tongue.
Within seconds she was cumming clamping her thighs
around my head. I moved my tongue down to taste her
copious juices.
"I want you inside, now!" she demanded and turned over
sticking her bottom up in the air. Now this is truly my
favorite position. I can penetrate really deep, and
watch my penis stroke in and out. Her anus is lewdly
exposed, and I can finger her bottom as I stroke in and
out of her vagina. I love the feel of my balls
squishing against her, being soaked by her juices. And
the aroma, aaah the smell of sex mingled with the musky
fragrance from her anus. Perfect, perfect, perfect!
I bunched up her tennis skirt just enough to reveal her
anus, and pulled her knickers down far enough to let me
penetrate her. There is definitely an art to eroticism;
for me making love has to be erotic! (Perhaps not all
the time, sometimes the moment calls for just a gentle
fucking with lots of hugs.)
"Mmmm, finger my bottom please." I smiled and pressed
with my finger on her anus after making sure there was
plenty of lubrication from her juices. Squeezing it
into her rectum I proceeded to pleasure her,
occasionally pressing down to feel my penis through the
thin wall of tissue.
I was now in desperate need of a pee. On the one hand
it was prolonging the activity, but my bladder was very
full. After several delicious strokes, penetrating her
to the hilt, I decided to let go. Several seconds went
by as I tried to start my stream, finally releasing it
by bearing down.
I almost had an accident, but was able to hold things
in, enjoying the additional stimulation of my prostate.
Once my stream started the flow increased rapidly.
Christine screamed with pleasure and vigorously thrust
back against me. My pee was flooding out of her vagina
bathing my balls with liquid heat.
I continued to stroke in and out as I wet, my penis
remaining really stiff. Christine seemed to be in
continual orgasm, a few more strokes after I finished
wetting inside her and I positively exploded.
My cum seemed to pulse out for ever, and even when I
ran dry my orgasm continued. Pulling my finger out of
her bottom I draped my body over her to fondle her
breasts – the nipples were rigid! We rolled over so she
could lie on top of me. I held her tightly to my chest
and we just softly kissed for ages. Jenny and Anne
cuddled up on each side of us.
Game, set and match. Anyone for tennis?
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