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Archive name: ballboy.txt (F/m-teen, voy, 1st, celeb) 
Authors name: TMFU (tmfuco@hotmail.com)
Story title : Anna Kournikova: Anna and Her Ball-Boy 

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Anna and Her Ball-Boy (F/m-teen, voy, 1st, celeb) 
by TMFU (tmfuco@hotmail.com)

Josh Jenkins is a pretty normal teenager with ONE big 
obsession: every minute that his brain isn't doing 
something else, it is dominated by thoughts of tennis 
star Anna Kournikova. His birthday present, tickets for 
a US-Open Anna match, is the beginning of an adventure 
that surpasses his wildest wet dreams, as a simple but 
overambitious quest for a signature gets totally out of 
control...

Contact the author at tmfuco@hotmail.com for feedback 
(much appreciated!) Available on the web via 
http://www.asstr.org/~TMFU/

Apologies to anyone who is too familiar with Flushing 
Meadow :)


"I always told you, you have the greatest dad in the 
world, Josh!", Stephen tried to convince his friend. 
"It must have been quite an undertaking to get those 
tickets. They're worth at least 10 times their weight 
in gold, for God's sake!"

"Your friends' dads are *always* cooler, Stephen. I'd 
think you would know that by now? But yeah, I guess he 
really wanted to surprise me. Sometimes, my old folks 
get it right by accident."

Josh was in the middle of his puberty crisis, with a 
copybook generation-conflict striking. But *some* 
things you just can't deny even when you're chock-full 
of hormones that cloud your mind...

He had just turned 16. And it looked like this would 
become one hell of a birthday! Tickets to this year's 
US Open guaranteed the best afternoon of their lives, 
Josh thought. They weren't ordinary tickets, but a 
couple that would give them access to an Anna 
Kournikova match! Tennis turned into total 
entertainment ... And that's why they were now part of 
an enormous crowd, marching towards Flushing Meadow 
Park.

Kournikova was not just another player to Josh. Suuure, 
he liked to watch tennis... But ever since he first saw 
the Russian conquer the courts&crowds of Wimbledon 
about a year ago, he had been in some kind of trance. 
He couldn't remember even a single hour that she hadn't 
been in his thoughts since then... Even at night in his 
dreams. "And great dreams they are!", Josh mumbled with 
a smile on his face.

"You think she's going to wear that skimpy yellow 
outfit again of Roland Garros? Man, when I think about 
how her nipples will show through when she gets sweaty 
!!!". Stephen was just as big a tennis-fan as his 
mate...

"No, no, no... She always shows a new collection at 
each Grand Slam. Fashion is one of her passions. She'll 
wear a totally new one. Can hardly wait to see her 
showcase it!" (or was it the outfit showcasing *her*?)

It sounded *more* than just a little pedantic. 
Actually, Josh was feeling slightly superior to his 
friend when it came to this subject. Stephen was just 
an 'ordinary', 13-in-a-dozen fan. But Josh, he was so 
much more... He almost felt like knowing her 
personally, although they never met. Other teens were 
walking car-encyclopedia, or computer experts. Josh was 
a walking -and talking- Anna encyclopedia. He was more 
than happy to cite the month-by-month evolution of her 
WTA ranking if you insisted!

His Anna-memorabilia collection was quite impressive. 
Posters, magazine articles, calendars, coffee cups, 
fake erotic pics from the internet 
(http://www.redlighthost.com/celebrities/tmfu/index.htm
).. You name it! He giggled when he thought about all 
the physical pleasure she had given him in return for 
his "investments", without even being aware of it 
herself. He often wondered about her reaction if she 
would know that she had been his virtual lover over the 
last year... "Damn, she HAS to know that this 
happens!!" The idea of her realizing this, undoubtedly 
shocking, truth made him slightly excited.. How would 
she deal with the image of guys jerking off to her 
pics, to put it frankly?

"WATCH OUT!" Stephen pulled Josh, who was still in 
dreamland, by his arm, just in time to not get run over 
by a large black limo that came speeding by.

"WHAT THE HELL???"

"Calm down, man.. The idiot missed you."

It was as if lightning struck Josh. Make that a pillar 
of salt that got struck by lightning! But not just 
because of the near-miss! Was his imagination getting 
away with him, or was that KOURNIKOVA sitting in the 
back of that limo???? Although it was driving fast, 
Josh had an eagle-eye for anything(mostly girls of 
course) looking like her, and he was quite sure of 
himself.

The car had turned into a small side-alley and they saw 
it stop at a gate a few hundred metres further down. 
The front window sunk and someone showed a security 
card to the gatekeeper. Seconds later the gate opened 
and the car drove on... Josh realized that they were 
looking at a back entrance of the US Open complex. 
"..and what does this mean??" He could barely breath 
from excitement. It had to mean that his eyes had NOT 
betrayed him!

"Let's go on, man. We could miss the match if we don't 
hurry up!" Stephen pulled the arm of his friend again. 
But Josh, who was still staring at the gate in utter 
silence, wasn't paying attention to him. As if a 
mysterious unknown force had taken possession of the 
teen boy, he started walking towards the gate...

"What are you doing, man???" Stephen had not even seen 
Kournikova inside the limo. And anyway, he had no idea 
of the real significance of Josh's obsession. So it's 
rather unsure that he would have linked it to his 
friend's odd behaviour.

With Stephen trying to drag him back and talking into 
him, Josh wandered closer to the gate. Acting as casual 
as his limited acting talents, and his confused buddy, 
allowed him. At that very moment another car, a big van 
this time, arrived. In what was more like a sudden 
split-second inspiration than anything planned, Josh 
broke loose from his friend's grip and hid behind the 
van. As it slowly drove inside the gate, he walked 
along and found a route out of the line of sight of the 
gatekeeper...

He left his confused buddy standing outside, watching 
him with an expression of total disbelief on his 
face... Meanwhile the gatekeeper turned his attention 
to his magazine again, like all gatekeepers seem to do 
all the time... Nothing to fear from that side!

"Josh, buddy... WHAT are you DOING here???" For a 
second, a fragment of reality seemed to get through to 
him. But he felt as if his instincts had taken control, 
as if he was watching someone else. Watching a silly 
obsessed teen just walk on, not even aware of what he 
was up to.

As a few people walked by without reacting suspicious, 
Josh's heartbeat went down again. He got a bit more 
relaxed. "So, we're in now... Let's make the best of 
it, whatever "it" may be!" he encouraged himself. 
Although in some way shocked by his own impulsiveness, 
he also seemed to love the adrenalin-rush.

The complex was quite big; a collection of buildings 
spanning several generations, showing signs of a steady 
grow through time. A network of paths meandering 
between them, lined with lawns and implanted trees. 
Lots of busy folks on their way to everywhere. It was 
an ant-colony, and Josh started to seriously question 
his adventure.. There was just no beginning!

After some aimless strolling, he finally noticed two 
male players coming out of one of the buildings, down 
the steps. As he was only really interested in women's 
tennis, Josh recognized the faces without actually 
being able to put names on them. That was not the thing 
that mattered, though. At least he had some place to 
start now!

As he got inside, matters didn't exactly improve as he 
had hoped. He was again faced with a true maze of doors 
and passages. "Just where the hell am I going to find 
her??" was all he could think.. "Find her"?? "Find 
HER"?? Finally his subconscious motivations had started 
to surface... It was a totally crazy idea! You needed 
to be *nuts*, to be perfectly honest. Or have a tiny 
little bit of schizophrenia. To split off your crazy 
part just long enough to make the jump into the insane. 
In some way, Josh considered himself *lucky* that he 
suffered from that mild manifestation of 
schizophrenia.... It was sure to spice up your life 
sometime. Like...*today*!

He mustered up his courage , took a deep breath and 
started his quest. 

Walking around with brisk step, scanning the nameplates 
on the doors. 

Looking for a clue, *any* clue.

"COURT MATERIALS" "BALLS" "MEDICAL ROOM"

"Heheheee... Now THAT'S where I'd like to examine Anna 
a little closer... " His overactive imagination clearly 
didn't need much. At least not in things related to his 
favourite tennis princess...

"JUNIOR DRESSING ROOM" "TROPHY REPOSITORY".. The list 
went on and on, but nothing that seemed to get him 
closer to his goal.

"HEY KID! What are you doing there?"

Josh was still completely captivated by his quest, when 
a thundering voice made the blood freeze in his veins.. 
A huge uniformed security guard had taken him by 
surprise.

With his brain working full-speed, he quickly regained 
his composure. "Euh.. I was looking for the ballboy 
dressing room, sir. I have a match shortly you see..."

Although he was plenty strong physically, being member 
of the school football team, Josh still looked quite 
young in his face. He was about 5"9, for 145 lbs. Yet, 
you wouldn't give him a day over 15 without checking 
what was underneath his trainingsuit! A fact that he 
thankfully exploited in this emergency situation.

"BWAHAHAHAAA.. It's for that Kournikova match, isn't 
it? You lucky bastard!!! I can see it in your eyes, 
little brat. Aahhhh... how I wish I was still young 
like you. Back in my days, we had cows in tablecloths 
on the court. It was just another boring day at the 
office for us ballboys back then... Not the peepshow 
they've turned it into now!"

"I wouldn't worry too much about your match. I saw miss 
Kournikova enter her dressingroom over there just a few 
minutes ago. I think her match has been put back by at 
least an hour so you should have plenty of time."

Josh could barely hide his joy. "There indeed must be a 
God up there!!" he whispered, eyes focused on the door 
the guard had pointed his finger at.

"Regarding the ball-boy dressingroom you were looking 
after: it should be at the end of the 3rd corridor over 
there. By the way: better tie up your zizi before you 
go on court, and don't wet your pants! The audience has 
an eye for things like that, BWAHAHAHAA!!"

Roaring with laughter, the big guy smashed Josh's back 
with his hand and continued his tour around the 
complex.

"Uh..! Eh, thank you, sir."

Josh couldn't help noticing how all the pieces of the 
puzzle seemed to together so nicely, and effortlessly! 
Putting on one of the ball-boy uniforms that hung on 
the coat-hooks in the dressingroom, he understood that 
this short moment of improvisation had handed him an 
excellent cover to get closer to his idol. Ball-boys 
weren't suspicious around here *at all*, and there were 
many reasons why a ballboy would, "accidentally" if 
necessary, end up in her room. Just by mistake. Or to 
inform her about the start of the match. Or to beg for 
a signature. Or to help her get dressed? "Hi, miss 
Kournikova! Can I come inside? (now *that* sounded 
ambiguous...) My name is Josh Jenkins and I'm the one 
who was appointed to help you get dressed. Can you 
please strip down so we can build up your uniform from 
scratch?"

"Hold your horses, Josh!", he grinned to himself.

It was just an attempt to fight the nerves, but they 
were now racing through his throat anyway!

Once he was disguised in the typical blue shirt and 
shorts, he gave his cheeks a few slaps and took a deep 
breath "You can do it, Josh! Just turn off that brain 
and walk to that door... NOW!"

The corridors towards her dressing-room seemed to 
stretch like rubber. Walls closing in on him and time 
slowing down while he was walking. The echos of his 
footsteps sounded like they arrived at his ears after 
going through a swimmingpool. This was pretty much how 
it would feel if you were approaching light speed 
according to Einstein, he thought. What was happening 
to him??? After all she only had two legs, two arms, a 
head etc.. like anyone else! Ok, maybe all slightly 
more gorgeous than average, but still?? She was a 
normal human being, nothing to start hyperventilating 
for!

Finally, there it was: "Miss A. Kournikova" the 
improvised plate said. It all suddenly became 
frighteningly real and close now! Fast action was 
required, before letting second thoughts enter his 
mind. Josh took the doorhandle in his hand, he inhaled 
another deep breath and finally took the plunge... He 
gave the door a powerful swing as if to pretend that 
this was a genuine "mistake". Someone who really 
thought he was entering the right room. No holding 
back..

"I'm so..."

Even before he had spoken his prepared "excuse-line", 
it was clear that he would only get utter silence for 
an answer here... There was no-one around. It WAS the 
right room, but she had probably gone out. Maybe to the 
toilet or something? It was a disappointment, but also 
a relief in some way. Maybe it was better like this? 
Maybe the world had been spared yet another mini-
disaster?

With the excitement of his expected head-to-head fading 
away, Josh now took some time to give Anna's player 
room a closer inspection. "Gosh!" he whispered to 
himself when he let the view sink in, "they sure know 
how to pamper their stars!" Although the room resembled 
a regular locker room near the entrance, with a bench 
(Josh noticed an Adidas sports bag with a couple of 
Yonex rackets sticking out, clearly Anna's), coat hooks 
and lockers, it looked like it had been renovated and 
extended to accommodate more demanding guests. The 
back-wall had been removed and now gave entrance to 
some sort of living-room. A couple of comfortable 
armchairs arranged around a stylish coffee-table with 
some, apparently fashion-related, magazines on top. The 
long wall of the room featured a big television set 
with video and also a modern stereo, while the corners 
were taken by an expensive-looking fitness-bench and a 
home-trainer. At the back, the living-room changed over 
into a small kitchen, next to which Josh noticed a 
curtain. It all gave a bit of a "thrown together" 
impression; functional, but lacking a consistent style. 
Then again, this wasn't supposed to be a hotel!

Suddenly, the resonance of footsteps approaching 
through the hallway interrupted Josh's trance.

Instinctively, without giving it second thought, the 
boy responded by going inside and closing the door 
behind him. With bated breath, concentrating on the 
footsteps, Josh awaited what would happen next. Did 
this person see him sneak inside? He tried to 
reconstruct the hallway in his mind, in an attempt to 
estimate whether he or she was already past one of the 
corners when he heard the sound. He wasn't sure by any 
means. After all, the hallway had mostly been one big 
blur while he went to her room...

As he noticed no immediate change in the tempo of the 
footsteps, Josh calmed down a bit. Until the 
unthinkable happened! The footsteps stopped RIGHT in 
front of the door, and someone put a key into the lock! 
Probably the single most awful sound he could hear at 
that moment. Chalk scratching on a school-board would 
have sounded most agreeable compared to this!!!

During a short moment of feeling totally paralysed, he 
considered his options. There was only ONE: with a 
couple of long strides, he crossed the living room and 
dived behind the curtain. Just a second later, he could 
hear the door fall back into its lock.

Josh realised that it had been a close call... If the 
door had indeed been locked, like the unknown visitor 
expected, he would never have had enough time to hide 
himself. The short moment of confusion, as the key 
didn't want to turn, had saved his teen ass!!!

But obviously the situation was still critical... He 
needed to think fast. The person on the other side of 
the curtain, whoever it was, could enter his safe haven 
any moment.

"Keep that head of yours together Josh. THINK!!"

The faint light seeping through the gap between the 
ceiling and the curtain allowed Josh to inspect the 
place. Looking around, he noticed that he had ended up 
in a bathroom. There were two robust washing tables 
with mirrors, a big laundry bin against the wall behind 
them, and in the opposite corner a shower with a towel 
rack mounted to the wall.

The sound of the door being locked warned Josh that he 
had to act really fast now... It obviously HAD to be 
Anna, and she was going to take a shower for sure!!! 
Under normal circumstances, like in his bedroom at 
night, the idea alone would have given him a boner. But 
these were ALL BUT normal circumstances, and 
instinctive panic got hold of the teenager.... Instead 
of the usual visions of Anna stripping her clothes off, 
he could now see himself caught by a girl that would 
NOT be happy with that!! "TEENAGER 2 YEARS IN JAIL FOR 
STALKING TENNIS STARLET".. Josh imagined it as if it 
was already printed on the frontpage of some tabloid...

Stumbling noises behind the curtain now removed all 
doubts if he had any left: Anna was disrobing herself 
and ready to scream like nobody had done since "Psycho" 
if she would discover Josh, who had started shaking all 
over his body.

The young tennis girl was now completely naked indeed, 
and was softly humming some hitparade-song she clearly 
loved. Josh immediately recognized "Barbie Girl" by the 
Swedish band Aqua:

Come on barbie, let's go party!

Uu-oooh-oh-oh

Come on barbie, let's go party!

Uu-oooh-oh-oh

I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world

Life in plastic, it's fantastic

You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, that is your creation

I'm a blond little girl, in a fantasy world,

Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your girlie

You are my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamouring 
thing,

Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky

You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always 
yours"

Uu-oooh

Despite his precarious situation, Josh nearly started 
humming along with this quite addictive song. Could she 
possibly hum something more appropriate??

Whatever, her murmuring gained in volume as she was 
moving ever closer..., and  closer..., and closer...

*

Anna opened the curtain. Still humming her favourite 
tune, she first deposited a bunch of clothing in the 
laundry-bin and then she positioned herself in front of 
the washing table, switched on the light, and started 
untying her famous long blonde braid.

Josh? Josh had disappeared. Or rather, in a last-second 
moment of inspiration he had opened the laundry-bin and 
jumped into it, making sure to cover himself with some 
laundry that was already in there.

The first few moments, Josh hadn't had the guts to move 
a single inch or even open his eyes, afraid as he was 
to alert the tennis-star. But after a minute or so, it 
was clear that Anna seemed not at all aware of his 
proximity. (what else did he expect anyway??) 
Obviously, it was also that his curiosity finally 
started to become the better of his fear.

With the hand of his most freely movable arm (the 
laundry-bin was rather narrow), he slowly removed some 
clothes from his face, careful as to not make a sound. 
Anna's panties came sliding down his forehead... Time 
to inhale! Seconds later, after his eyes had adjusted 
themselves, his braveness was rewarded with the most 
stunning visual experience in his young life.. The 
laundry-bin had spokes so the wet clothes could catch 
some air to dry, which allowed Josh a nice view on the 
scene that was going to be shown.

Anna was standing in front of the far washing table, 
effectively enabling Josh to study her phenomenal 
athletic anatomy in detail from top to toe. There was 
so much to see at once, Josh felt like he was a little 
kid in a candy-store again.. Indeed he hadn't 
experienced this kind of excitement and wonder since 
his childhood. He tried hard to concentrate on separate 
areas of Anna's goddess body, but it was as if his eyes 
were living their own life, directed by a brain that 
was running on pure aphrodisiac. His increasingly 
thumping heart and heavy breathing didn't make things 
easier as he found it hard to actually keep a steady 
view between the spokes of the laundry-bin.

Still, as always he was first attracted by Anna's 
extraordinarily cute face. He loved her view in 
profile, with that lovely little turned-up nose and the 
full cheeks that gave her that kind expression. The 
typical pout with her full lips that always drove men 
crazy, and which she was showing even in here, in 
private ("So she doesn't *act* it in public!" Josh 
thought). Then his eyes skimmed over her long golden 
hair that was falling over her firm breasts, the top 
part still braided while Anna was busy unknotting it in 
front of the mirror. Her titties were no larger than a 
moderate handful, but were perfectly shaped and carried 
a perky pair of mid-sized nipples. Following the braid, 
Josh recognised her strong shoulders and fairly muscled 
arms, witnesses of her tennis-game, and marvelled at 
the cute-ness of her small	elf-like ears.

Anna has an overall hard body. She's slender and quite 
thin, Josh thought, but not at all skinny. It was just 
an almost total absence of superfluous fat. (well, her 
chubby cheeks seemed to contain some left-over babyfat, 
but that was ok...) The best analogy Josh had been able 
to come up with, was that of a hind or a gazelle. These 
animals also needed to be strong and muscled to not end 
up as a lion-meal, still they remained graceful and 
agile at the same time. The whole "Eat or be Eaten"-
thing. But for girls it was a little different, Josh 
philosophized. They LOVE to be Eaten!

It was clear that Anna herself was also proud of her 
body. The sexy teen was turning around all the time, 
inspecting her features in the mirror and every so 
often exhibiting a smile of satisfaction. Her little 
exposition gave Josh the opportunity to glance at her 
flat stomach, with a big round belly-button in the 
middle, and her skillfully trimmed bush. But never more 
than a split-second.. If he didn't know better, Josh 
would have been convinced that she was playing a little 
with him, offering him bits and pieces but not the 
whole deal, just to drive him nuts!

Not that she *needed* that constant turning and 
wiggling, on the rhythm of "Barbie Girl", to send him 
through the proverbial roof... The mouthwatering view 
of her tight buttocks was more than enough for that! In 
thoughts, Josh was moulding both her perfect peach-
shaped butt-cheeks with his hands. Digging his fingers 
deep into her soft skin as he massaged her rounded ass. 
Slowly moving them inwards to search for her treasures 
and... and... A terrible feeling of frustration got to 
Josh when he realized that this fantasy and visual 
contact were all he could ever hope for. What a 
depressing thought!

The erotic washing-table exhibition took about five 
minutes.... Then Anna had finished loosening her hair, 
and barefooted she hopped gracefully to the shower-
cell, getting out of Josh's view.

While the bathroom filled with the sounds and steam 
from the hot shower, Josh decided to free the *huge* 
erection he had developed inside his pants and that had 
been painfully constrained during the last 5 minutes... 
A breath of relief escaped from his mouth when the 
enormous purple head popped out. He couldn't help 
touching himself while he considered his situation.

"Ok," he said to himself. "This is THE chance to get 
out of this bin. I can't wait very long because once 
I'm out, I still need to find the key to the room 
somewhere!! God knows where she put it down." Josh knew 
that this was the only *rational* option... But at that 
very moment, he was a swirling barrel of male hormones, 
about as far removed from a rational being as possible. 

So the *second* option, just remaining where he was and 
possibly enjoying another round of nude Anna from the 
front row, attracted him much more. Sure there was the 
risk of being discovered, or being locked up when Anna 
left the room. But ANY man clearly understood that this 
risk was of minor importance considering the rewards... 
Anybody in the room against this, please raise your 
arm!

When he looked back at his adventure, a few days later, 
he would understand that more than likely he had 
subconsciously stretched his "considerations" on 
purpose here.. Because suddenly there was no time left 
to consider other options, for already came an end to 
the sound of splashing water... Anna was clean!

*

After she had wrung out her long blonde tresses, Anna 
slid open the shower-door. Josh was still too cautious 
to move. But although he couldn't SEE her, he could 
hear the splashing sound of her wet feet on the floor-
tiles as she walked to the towel-rack.

"Come on!!!" Josh screamed internally. "Gimme some more 
value for money and get back into my range!!!"

His prayers were heard as the narcissistic blonde 
decided to wipe herself dry in front of the mirror 
again. Methodically, Anna handled the warm and soft 
towel, making sure to not miss the smallest spot on her 
glistening tanned body. The absence of tan-lines on her 
chest caught his eye now. And her pubic tan-line wasn't 
exactly very pronounced either! Hopefully for her the 
result of a sun-bed, or she would become paparazzi-
fodder pretty soon, Josh predicted.

The ballet of wiggling titties, butt-cheeks and muscle-
groups all over her body turned Josh into a drooling 
pile of undiluted desire. When she turned towards him 
and moved her knees apart to dry off her most private 
area, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets... As 
she dragged the towel through her slit, moving her lips 
apart, Josh could just no longer hold himself and soon 
the first drops of precum streamed out of his dick-
head. This sensual show was just TOO much for a healthy 
adolescent to withstand.

As if all this wasn't enough, he was in for another 
surprise... Something caught his eye while Anna's pubic 
area was illuminated by the tube-light above the 
mirror.

"YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING!!!"

Judging by the sparkle of light that he seemed to 
notice momentarily between her legs, it looked like 
Anna had a piercing.

"A CLIT PIERCING!" Josh was downright shocked. Or 
rather daunted. This sure was something he hadn't 
expected from Anna, who he had always considered a 
sweet and rather innocent little girl. But he had to 
admit: this unexpected naughty side of her turned him 
on big time!

He desperately tried to compose himself and get a grip 
on the waves of arousal that now more than ever seemed 
to spring from his abdomen. Something he would soon 
regret.. From one moment to the other, his thighs got 
into severe cramp, resulting in a painful yelp that he 
could *barely* suppress. This sure wasn't the most 
comfortable situation he had been in. His distorted 
face said it all! He really needed to stretch his legs 
*soon*, or he might never get up on his legs again (he 
didn't dare to think about which other nearby body-
functions he could lose...)

But Josh was an overall lucky guy today; Anna left the 
bathroom as soon as she had dried herself, closing the 
curtain behind her.

This gave him a few seconds to do some quick 
gymnastics. With one hand, he opened the linen basket 
and not without effort he fully stretched his legs, 
trying to get rid of the painful cramps.

SPROTSH!

The cramps were gone alright... But a small dab of cum-
precum mixture shot out of his fully pumped prick and 
dropped on the bathroom tiles...

This was not exactly anticipated... It could very well 
expose him if Anna would spot his juices! "F*ck! I 
gotta clean this up before she notices!!"

It was too late though, as Josh could hear Anna return 
to the bathroom already. All he could do was dive back 
into his refuge and pray... Pray that Anna was not one 
of those women who could spot the tiniest speck of 
dust, or cum for that matter, from a mile...

Anna had taken a hairdryer out of her sports-bag, and 
she now stood in front of the other washing-table 
(there was no electrical outlet near the furthest one). 
Josh could no longer see her completely, as the 
laundry-bin was no more than 2 feet away.

The young lady, still wearing no clothing or towel, 
switched on the dryer and started working on her 
hairdo.... "This is going to take a couple o' minutes!" 
Josh realized, and at the same time he also started 
wondering whether Anna could braid her hair all on her 
own, or would get some assistance?? The latter could 
mean serious trouble for Josh since it doubled the 
chance of being discovered. Being discovered... That 
nauseating thought hadn't been on his mind the last few 
minutes.

But Josh's eyes and attention were soon drawn towards 
lovely Anna again... Although he was by no means a 
typical foot-fetishist, he still enjoyed the close view 
he had... He had always dug her fantastic legs. Maybe 
her legs were the very first thing that had caught his 
attention when he discovered her last year. They were 
slender and smooth. Tanned in a delicious Florida-brown 
just like the rest of her body. Muscled also, but not 
overdone similar to her arms. Although the thighs were 
also nice to look at, especially her calfs made Josh 
wax lyrical. The perfect proportions and the smoothness 
of their curves were a joy to consume with your eyes. 

Nothing short of pure visual gastronomy, certainly when 
the muscles in there were at work! He could gaze at 
them all day without getting bored. And now he was also 
falling in love with her cute toes! In typical teenager 
fashion, she had painted them in some sort of fluo-
purple, just like her fingernails. A bit sluttish for 
older women, but perfectly suitable for a sweety of her 
age. Josh had expected her feet to have lots of 
bruises, ripped nails etc. because of the strain that 
was put on them during hours of top-sport. But they 
looked in perfect condition, or better. It was obvious 
that she payed a lot of attention to them, planning 
regular careful pedicure.

Anna switched the hairdryer to her other hand and made 
a side-step... A sardonic grin appeared on Josh's face. 
His sex-doll was now curling her toes in the fresh goo 
he had shot on the floor a few moments ago! Oh God, 
what a view!!! There she was, the pores of her soft 
skin sucking up the fluid and producing sticky threads 
of pre-cum as she lifted her toes from the floor. 
Inadvertently, he started licking his lips in response 
to this most exhilarating sight. This was as 
mouthwatering as it could get!!! Would she EVER stop 
unconsciously teasing him??

Completely unanticipated, the buzzing of the hairdryer 
stopped. The next second, Anna seemed to reach down 
with her hand. Josh, who quickly pulled some laundry 
over his head again, couldn't really see what she was 
up to... But the continued silence rather worried him!! 
Had her sensitive little toes registered the wetness 
down there? The frenetically pumping blood in his ears 
drowned out everything as he could only passively await 
what would happen next.

The sound of the laundry-bin cap being lifted went 
through him like a knife and petrified his heart!

"GET UP!"

Anna's command made his courage sink even deeper into 
his sneakers...

"That's it..."Josh thought. "Your life ends here, Josh, 
buddy..." A cold shiver ran down his spine.

Even more laborious than before, he slowly rose on his 
crampy legs. Holding his shorts up with both hands to 
cover his (now rapidly shrinking) manhood, he lost his 
balance and fell with his back against the wall...

No sound from Anna, as Josh stood there speechless, 
face pointed down. Afraid of the probably flame-
throwing eyes that would be staring at him right now. 
Then, since nothing really happened?, he slowly 
straightened his head....

A strong feeling of confusion hit him: Anna hadn't 
covered herself at all??? She was still standing there 
in full nudity right in front of him, as his view 
crawled up past her thighs, hips, tummy, titties... 
until finally he was looking straight into her big, 
hypnotizing, emerald eyes.

She was smaller than he had thought. Sure, the frog 
perspective had deceived him a little. But he wasn't 
exactly among the tallest of his class and still Anna 
had to look up at him, be it only slightly. It reminded 
him how easy it was to overestimate the size of a 
slender girl like Anna...

He tried to decode the expression on her beautiful 
face. It was cute as ever, having retained a touch of 
childish roundness. But he observed lots of subtle more 
mature emotions shining through.... A mysterious smile, 
the edges of her mouth slightly curled upwards, with a 
trace of superiority mixed in. She didn't look nearly 
as furious as a voyeur who gets caught would expect. 
"Amusement" came closer as description. Although Josh 
seemed to notice that she TRIED to look a bit angry as 
well.

"Y.. Yesss, mi.. miss Kournikova?"

No matter how hard he tried, the strong emotions of 
meeting his idol under these embarrassing circumstances 
rendered Josh into a stuttering pile of misery. Not 
exactly the impression that he wanted to make!!

Anna still didn't say a word. Instead, she was checking 
the boy out, top to toe. She knew that crimson face 
under the short brown hair was probably not because of 
sunburn.. Her smile back caused an additional flash of 
blush. Turning into downright embarrassment as the 
little minx lifted his official US Open shirt to check 
what was underneath... Her investigating gaze was 
accompanied by a sincere whistle of admiration as her 
eyes met his worked-out chest and football arms and 
shoulders. Anna obviously liked her men to take care of 
their body. She further unwrapped her surprise package 
and dropped the shirt on the floor.

"A ball-boy, just as I thought! How cute!!" she finally 
cooed.

Josh stood perplexed! It sounded like that little slut 
(that's how she sounded to him at that moment) must 
have seen him right from the start!!

"A rather BIG ball-boy, I might add! "Anna continued. 
"You've grown out of your uniform, buddy." It sounded 
as if she found that really funny. Probably a girl 
thing...

It was all too true, though; in the dressing-room Josh 
had simply taken the first outfit he could lay his 
hands on, paying no attention to the size at all. He 
had other matters on his mind...

"You have been watching me, haven't you?" Her facial 
expression climbed a few degrees on the "naughty" 
scale. "Wanna know what effect that has on me?" It was 
a rhetorical question.... Before the boy could react, 
Anna pulled his left arm. She turned it around and 
flattened his hand, then shoved it under her crotch and 
pressed it against her pussy.

Josh startled as the palm of his hand and his 
fingertips made contact with her moist bush and lips. 
This young lady was soa-king wet!!! And it was NOT from 
the shower. Although she had just a thin stripe of fur, 
the feeling reminded Josh of stroking Nessy, their 
Golden Retriever, when she had been out in the rain or 
swimming in the pool behind their house. But this felt 
BETTER... WARMER.... SOFTER, and just as wet! It made 
every single fiber in his body scream to put his 
fingers at work and explore her love-cave! If only he 
had the guts....

As if Anna could read his mind (ok, even a chicken 
could have read it....), she pushed his middle finger 
up and dragged it through her hot slit along the full 
length, back to front. All the way she had her eyes 
focused on Josh to monitor his reaction, while she was 
biting her bottom lip.

"Oooooooooh Goooooood... I hope nobody pinches my cheek 
to wake me up!!!" Josh, gasping for breath and on the 
verge of fainting, could feel a drip of hot pussy-juice 
flow from his finger. It leaked down the top of his 
hand onto the bathroom floor.

But a *piercing*, he could not feel?! What he had seen 
must have been the glistening of Anna's juices on her 
curly blonde bush... "Man," he thought, "to lubricate 
herself like that she must have been aroused right from 
the moment she was putting off her clothes!" The teen 
hotty had undoubtedly been boiling of lust all that 
time.

Josh stood completely mesmerized, staring into 
emptiness. He probably didn't even notice that his 
growing penis had jumped out, freed when he had to drop 
his shorts on the left side. Anna covered her mouth 
with her hand and giggled girlishly; she enjoyed this 
tremendously, no question!

Although she was still not even 18 herself, she felt as 
if her relationship with Sergei had been going on for 
an entire eternity already. (it was a public secret 
that the Redwings' star 'didn't mind' her being 
underage, to put it mildly...) She had never had a 
serious physical relationship with anyone else and 
since he was more than 10 years older, he had always 
been the dominant factor in their love-life. Sure, the 
ice-hockey ace had always been real nice to her. Never 
treated her rough in bed, unless she felt like it. Yet 
when he fooled around with her she had always missed 
the excitement of discovering new sensations 
*together*. Or better yet: single-handedly introduce 
her lover-boy into novel territory! That was what went 
through her head when she had spotted the boy-in-
uniform sneak inside her room. An opportunity to 
brighten up her solid, but in the end increasingly 
boring, love-life.

"Wake up, buddy. Hel-lo???" Anna waved her hands in 
front of Josh to get him out of his trance. "What's 
your name?"

"J... Josh Jenkins, An.. eh.. Miss Kournikova."

Again she couldn't suppress a giggle. His cute 
politeness enforced her feeling that at last she was at 
the other side of the fence this time; SHE would lead 
the dance. This was going to be fun...

Forcing her face into a harsh expression, she took the 
boy by the shoulders and pulled him closer. So close, 
that their noses were almost touching. In fact, Anna 
could feel his fast breathing on her face... and his 
erected cock push against her belly. The sticky head 
painted a random pattern of precum threads around her 
navel as she shook Josh. Hang it on the wall and you 
have abstract art...

As close as they were, Josh now actually noticed a 
faint streak of cum, HIS cum, running over her bottom 
lip into the corner of her mouth. It freaked him out 
totally!!

"Now you listen to me, Josh Jenkins," Anna barked, 
sounding as decisive as she found possible. "You 
promise me to not, EVER, tell anyone about this, GOT 
IT?" Her eyes were piercing into his, quickly scanning 
his face in search for confirmation that she made an 
impression on him.

Josh immediately nodded his head. Not that he had heard 
even a single word of what she said... He was still too 
shocked, or rather fascinated, by the idea that his 
fantasy princess had dipped her fingers into the load 
he had shot on the floor, and actually tasted it. "TAS-
TED!!" Josh repeated to himself.

Anna poked her tongue into her cheek while she was 
deciding where things had to go next... Obviously, her 
being a worldwide celebrity made it somewhat 
complicated and risky to give into sudden desires like 
these. But Holy Cow!, being aware of Josh's eyes 
wandering all over her naked body while she was 
preparing herself, had made her horny like hell! 

Being watched (outside the court) was one of those 
secret fantasies she had never admitted to anyone, not 
even Sergei. He sure was too jealous to risk that!! 
Except maybe in some of the anonymous chats she had had 
on the Net like everyone who is shy to talk about 
something in public... (Anna actually regularly surfed 
the Net because it had always been kind of a turn-on to 
read what kind of effect she had on males - and females 
-)

After what looked like an eternity to Josh, Anna seemed 
like saying to herself "Screw them!" What could go 
wrong anyway? Who would even seriously CONSIDER 
believing a 16-year old hormone-filled teenager boy 
when he claimed having had sex with her? The Queen of 
worldwide tennis-courts? Without any evidence, the risk 
was close to ZERO. Anna smiled; she was satisfied with 
herself that she had been able to rationalize a 
decision that was really just purely based on raging 
hormones.. She had done this before. But still, she 
seemed to need that exercise each and every time to 
ease her conscience.

Now that that hurdle was taken, she concentrated on her 
love-toy again. 

"What do you think about having a bit of fun, you and 
I, Josh Jenkins?"

The reality of it all was now slowly getting through to 
Josh. He actually started to get a bit more relaxed and 
also felt a sudden boost in confidence. After all, Anna 
seemed to have *chosen* him. Examined AND approved! He 
decided to get his best "stud" pose out of the closet 
and act casual.

"Well, lady, I'm in for that any day, ehee!"

Anna obviously saw right through his act, and was quite 
charmed by it actually.

"Have you ever been with a girl before, *Superman*?" 
she inquired rather sarcastically.

"Eh..well...Iiiii don't really have a relationship 
right now, eh..." Josh actually had never had a 
girlfriend. His older brother Chuck often mocked him 
for that, and how he had only Kournikova posters to 
make love to and get off on. "I know why you always buy 
three copies of those posters, little bro'" he used to 
say. "They always get so messy after a while, don't 
they?" God, how much Josh hated him at times!!! It was 
a miracle that he was still alive!

Anna touched a weak spot here.. She got that slightly 
amused smile on her face again as she watched his 
confidence fade. Then, without saying another word, she 
sat on her knees and pulled down Josh's shorts and 
underwear around his hips. It made his breathing stop 
in its tracks!

She was now face-to-face with his pecker and, she had 
to admit, was quite pleased! Josh was pretty well 
endowed. Better than she had expected anyway. Certainly 
not less than 6.5 inches at that very moment, with lots 
of headroom and a nice thickness. His penis was 
wobbling right in front of her face, jumping slightly 
up with every heartbeat, and clearly growing by the 
second!

The boy started breathing again, heavier this time, and 
hesitantly faced down where he saw Anna move her sexy 
hands towards his cock. With a gentle touch on the top 
of the head, she made it jump up. Then her other hand 
cupped his balls, same reaction. Anna kept playing with 
his manmeat, sending it in all directions while it got 
harder and harder and raised higher and higher. This 
was real fun! The tennis-star remembered how she had 
once told Sergei how it made her feel like a snake 
charmer, the rhythmic movements and all..They both had 
had a good laugh about it back then. "A snake is a 
snake," Anna thought while she kept directing the dance 
of her new "reptile"

"Next game of this set" Anna whispered to herself, as 
she softly clamped her hand around his shaft and 
started stroking up and down. She heard Josh breath in 
and noticed how his belly retracted on the rhythm of 
her caressing. His cock felt harder and hotter in her 
palm with every stroke. 

She got off to a fast start, using her wrist-joint to 
sustain a blistering pace without straining her arm too 
much. After no more than 10 to 15 seconds Anna could 
feel how Josh's foreskin started sliding much easier. A 
thin stream of precum dribbled out and lubricated the 
cock-head, making the pinkish skin glisten in the light 
of the tubes as she continued to work him out.

Anna was extremely good at this... With the same 
accuracy that she needed to keep hitting balls between 
the lines, she now kept her partner on the edge.

"Ah...Aaahh... Mpfffff.." Josh moaned as the pressure 
started to build up in his balls. A healthy blush had 
appeared again on his cheeks. While blowing and 
groaning, he flashed his eyes wide open, pulling funny 
faces because of the sensations that Anna was giving 
him.

Minute after minute passed, while she carefully fine-
tuned the speed, rhythm and pressure of her heavenly 
wank. Josh expected, WANTED to explode any second. He 
could feel how his cum and juices got extracted from 
his balls and other glands, and how this mixture of 
pleasure started to rise inside his stone-hard cock. 
Fired on by the tight tennis-grip of the gorgeous teen 
blonde. A tennisball-canon that was being loaded. But 
Anna didn't grant him an ejaculation... yet?

She was not working towards a climax, it was just an 
extended tease. After all, there was plenty of time for 
more fun so she needed Josh to be as pumped up as 
humanly possible, not completely deflated.

Drop after drop of crystal-clear precum dribbled from 
Josh's cock-head over and under Anna's wank-hand. It 
made his shaft become increasingly slippery, and Anna 
noticed that she was losing control a bit. Under the 
extreme tension and pleasure down there, Josh had 
started to lean forward slightly. His hands were 
resting on Anna's head to retain his balance, ruining 
her hair as he clawed through them each time the girl 
increased the tempo or pressure, or both. During the 
short moments of relief, when his head was clear enough 
to think, Josh couldn't help wondering about HOW she 
did it??? "I guess that's what they mean when they 
boast her excellent ball-feeling!" he thought. The 
thought made him smile.

Anna noticed it and threw one of those disarming smiles 
of her back; she was keeping a close eye on him. As she 
looked up at Josh with her big Bambi-eyes, you would 
have thought that she was his little sex-slave. But she 
wasn't. Or at least it was 100% her own decision to be 
one, for the time being. She simply needed the visual 
feedback as part of her strategy to prevent Josh from 
going over the edge too soon. 

Anna mobilized all her senses in this matter. Listening 
carefully to the moans, and later grumbles. Sniffing 
the musky odors. Monitoring the contortion on his face 
and the contraction of the muscles that pulled his 
testicles in, as she milked another blob of juices. 
Then with her free hand she was able to feel the 
muscles on the inside of his upper legs, noticing when 
the boy tensed up in that area. And of course the 
"workout-hand" was another important source of 
feedback. 

Anna seemed to be born with a talent to feel minute 
changes in stiffness and circumference of male 
genitals. She also knew a lot about shades of pink and 
purple, and what they told about a cock-head. She 
really had everything that was needed to tease a man 
until he was barely able to open his mouth and *beg* 
for an ejaculation. And she loved it!

"Hnnnn... chggggrrrrrrr..." Josh was no longer moaning, 
but grumbling through his nose by now, and his cock 
felt slightly sore all around. His secretions were no 
longer clear. They started to contain more and more 
milky traces now and Anna knew that it was almost time 
to stop. But not before she had had the icing on the 
cake!

She let go of Josh's meat-pole. As it broke loose of 
her hand, it stretched sticky fleece of precum to her 
fingers.

Anna knew that for the last game of this set, she 
needed very fine control. 

So it was necessary to clean up the slippery mess on 
Josh's dick-surface. With an infinitely seductive look 
in her eyes, she turned towards him and suggestively 
sucked his cum from her fingers while she closed her 
eyes. "Hmmmm... ahhhh.. this tastes soooo gooood..." If 
she had planned to, THAT certainly didn't help to make 
his woody less slippery... 

Then she grabbed the base of his penis, stuck out her 
tongue and slowly ran it along the bottom of his shaft. 
"0-o-oooohhh..." Josh shook all over his body as she 
continued to methodically lap the rest of his dick, 
doing the head twice because it kept spitting fluids.. 
After cleaning, she clamped it again with her hand and 
brought it down to her pouty mouth, kissing the top 
with pursing lips. She backed off again and with the 
tip of her tongue she then started teasing Josh's 
frenum. The sensitive spot sent waves of extacy along 
his pole towards his balls.

"Aaaaaaaaaarghhhh..."

The rest of Josh now also stiffened and he scratched 
the skin between Anna's shoulder-blades as a rather big 
chunk of cum slowly climbed up from his balls. With her 
highly developed precision sensors, Anna could almost 
feel where the blob was inside his cock. She smiled 
when she understood that this was turning into one of 
her best jobs ever! Rarely had she exhibited total 
precision control over a guys cum like this. It 
required skills not dissimilar to talking an airplane 
down in foggy weather!

As the blob popped out, it looked like a white cotton 
plush captured inside a wobbly crystal ball. Tears came 
streaming down Josh's face, as gravity took hold of the 
heavy chunk and made it slide down his cock-head. 
Anticipating like the real tennis-pro she is, Anna 
positioned her tongue right under it and caught it on 
the tip as the cum-thread broke. If Anna wouldn't have 
squeezed his cock-base hard, Josh would surely have 
shot his full load at the sight of his cum sliding down 
the middle of her tongue. She took it in with an over-
articulated sucking sound and crushed it against her 
palate so it nicely spread all over the surface. Then 
she playfully squeezed her tongue between her full lips 
and blew some air, producing little cum-bubbles that 
dribbled down her chin...

Looking up at Josh, the naughty girl burst into 
laughter. The strange expression on his face was just 
priceless!

By now, Josh was getting aware that his wildest 
fantasies were becoming reality. It was all so totally 
unreal that he no longer felt like the normal "Josh 
Jenkins", vastly inferior to the sexiest girl in the 
world. In fact, the whole situation started to feel 
like some-kind of out-of-body experience. Or a lucid 
dream if you want...

Whatever, he decided to pull a switch inside his head 
and exploit this opportunity	to the maximum.

"Pleaaaaaase Anna, don't stop!! Can you do that again, 
please? It felt so f*cking good!!" he could hear 
himself beg, sounding much more self-certain now.

"Hehe..." Anna grinned. "It looks like you didn't bite 
off that tongue of yours after all!" She paused for a 
second, as if some thought entered her mind. Then the 
grin on her face got more pronounced while she slowly 
pulled Josh's shorts further down and helped his feet 
step out.

Suddenly she got up, and with her hand still firmly 
clamped around Josh's member, she rushed towards the 
curtain.

"Hey!!! Hoooo-oow! Awwww!!' Josh had no choice but 
following her, or living with a dick of at least a full 
foot for the rest of his life..

Anna dragged him towards the fitness bench in the 
corner, and with a graceful swing of her arm, she 
practically forced him to lay down on it.

The seat of the bench had three parts, much like a 
beach-chair. After Anna had dropped him on there like a 
bag of garbage, Josh didn't have much time to think 
about his painful cock... She jumped forward and 
straddled his chest, getting pretty close to his face 
as the headend, on the side with the handles and 
weights, was lifted a little upwards. Josh could feel 
Anna's body-heat through the proximity of her inner 
thighs that were almost rubbing his ears..

"Are you hungry, Josh Jenkins?" The teen wrapped her 
hands around his head and lifted it up, firmly pressing 
his face into her crotch. Josh nearly choked as his 
mouth and nose were buried into her young wet pussy and 
bush. "Show me that you can do more with that flesh-lap 
of yours than just excuse yourself and plead, buddy. I 
bet you have imagined how it would feel to eat me out. 
Well, dinner has been served so let's get going!"

Anna loosened her grip and freed Josh, gasping for 
breath, from her hotspot. The lower half of his face 
and his nose already covered in her glistening feminine 
fluids. Choking or not, her request sounded like music 
to his ears and he would be more than happy to serve 
her the way she wanted! He stuck out his fleshy tongue 
and got the tip into a fast up/down motion. To be 
honest, Josh had no real idea where his pussy-lapper 
was going. Anna's centre of lust was just too close to 
focus. But he would soon find out that Anna was going 
to provide enough other clues anyway...

He leant forward as much as possible in his precarious 
position until the tip of his tongue touched what 
seemed to be the warm flesh of Anna's outer lips. 
"nnnnnnnnhhhhh..nhhhhhh!!" With questioning eyes he 
looked up at her. Anna understood what Josh was trying 
to say, but couldn't with his mouth buried in her 
snatch; helped by her trained legmuscles, she bent 
through her knees to move her pussy closer to his 
mouth. Relieved as he was since he could rest his head 
on the bench now, Josh started his exploration of 
Anna's tunnel of love. First he playfully nuzzled his 
nose between her soft love-curtains, snorting and 
tickling the giggling teen, making all kinds of funny 
noises.

"Hahaaaahihiii.. stop it.. I can't stand tickling!!" 
She rewarded him with one of those cute smiles that he 
was so addicted to.. As he deeply inhaled through his 
nose, Josh absorbed every nuance of Anna's hot-blooded 
perfume. It drove him out of his mind!! Every cell in 
his body wanted to take the love-doll that was standing 
over him, to fuck her brains out!

He let his tongue swerve from side to side, navigating 
between the edges by feeling her cunt-hairs and 
stubbles. Digging superficially through the folds and 
slowly moving upwards until he felt the Russian's 
swollen clitoris, pulsating with blood. There, he 
paused and invested extra time and attention, letting 
it dance up and down on the tip of his tongue like a 
buoy wobbling on sea-waves.

"Ooooh JEEEZES..., YESSSSS ball-boy!!! Go deeeper 
now... DEEEEPER!" Anna sighed and moaned. "HHmmmmmmm.." 
She threw her head back, tickling Josh's balls with the 
ends of her long blonde tresses, and used both hands to 
fully open up her pussy so he could reach some of the 
more hidden areas in there.... Pulling her inner love-
flaps apart, the increased blood-flow made it look to 
him like a huge blossoming purple-red rose. As Josh 
continued to lick her streaming juices(Anna just 
couldn't remember ever feeling as wet as this!), she 
started to feel weak in her knees, normally so very 
strong. Josh kept tongue-fucking her for minutes. From 
time to time it all just got too much for her to hold 
up, and she almost fell down on him. Smothering him by 
completely covering his mouth with her spread twat. He 
considered himself lucky that he was fondling and 
squeezing her firm breasts, so he could support her 
collapsing body a little.

But he didn't mind.

He didn't mind and continued to dig deeper into her 
moist femininity, sampling every bit of her. Twisting 
his tongue into angles like never before, to reach into 
the deepest secret corners. "If I was to return as an 
animal, I'd sure like it to be a chameleon" Josh 
pondered, thinking about the longest and most agile 
tongue in the world, and how it would extend the 
possibilities.

Shivers ran down Anna's spine and she felt alternating 
all cold and warm inside of her as Josh's fast 
breathing pumped hot air into her love-hole. "oooooo-oh 
my Gooood... lick it out!!! lick it out!!eat me, 
Joooosh!!" She felt like endlessly squirting juices... 
Could feel it dripping down her inner thighs, and 
imagined it mixing up with her lover's saliva while he 
continued to lick through showers of girl cum.

Anna's slightly bitter taste did not change Josh's 
opinion: she topped caviar (he had savoured some during 
last year's Christmas dinner) on his list of Favourite 
Russian Food! It's all in the mind, and the eye wants 
something also after all.... And Anna was certainly the 
most visually delicious dish Josh had ever had the 
pleasure to sit down at. The view of her sexy flat 
stomach above him, big round belly-button shaking 
uncontrollably under his oral caressing, was something 
he liked to never end. If it was shown in a theatre 
nearby, he would sure go watch it again and again. But 
Live! it was even better!

The tennis starlet's breathing got faster and faster, 
coming in shorter and shorter pants now. "Ohh.. 
ooooh... YES...I come!! God, I come!! Don't stop!!". 
Her body started to shudder as wave after wave of 
intense physical pleasure raged through her. 
"Hiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!" Anna screamed out her delight, not 
bothered in the least by possibly alerting people on 
the other side of the thin walls. She was in her own 
world at the moment, not aware of her surroundings. No 
Josh, no fitness bench, no US Open. Just an Open Anna.

Even with her exceptional physical condition of an 
athlete in top-form, she started to get exhausted now 
as she struggled to stand up under Josh's teasing. 
Finally, she silenced and slowly let her sweat-soaked 
body slide down on him with a loud sigh. She could feel 
how his pumped up meat-pole rubbed her pussy and got 
crushed between their bellies. Slowly stewed in sweat 
by the two steaming bodies on either side. As their 
eyes locked, heartbeats seemed to synchronize. Josh 
could feel every beat transfer to his skin, and this 
made him feel truly close to her now, deeply bonded. 
Anna lovingly moved her fingers through his hair. Her 
cute face was one big satisfied smile, her eyes looking 
slightly sleepy but with a sparkle in them.

She flicked a bunch of distorted hair away from her 
face. "You did that very well, Josh. I just loved it." 
she giggled. "Thank you."

"Thank you"!?! Anna's compliment didn't sound forced or 
acted at all to Josh. She was definitely *serious* 
about it. Which made him feel quite proud of himself! 
"Wow, makes you think about what I could do to girls 
once I'm actually *experienced*; They'll probably queue 
up to get serviced by 'Juicemaster Josh'", he chuckled. 
The new self-confidence made him feel half more man 
already than when he stepped out of the bus that 
morning. And his accelerated course towards manhood 
wouldn't stop here...

Anna's mood had definitely changed, too. The afterglow 
of her orgasm fell down on her like a warm and cosy 
blanket, rounding off the sharp edges and awakening her 
romantic side, so much closer under the surface in 
girls than in men... She had prepared herself to FUCK, 
but instead she felt as if she had been made love to. 
Josh his unselfishness had surprised, yes even in some 
way *touched* her. This wasn't the first ball-boy she 
had seduced, and it wouldn't be the last. But he had 
been so soft and considerate thus far.. Anna was even 
quite sure that she could have left out the obligatory 
hand-job this time, and Josh would still have given his 
best shot. She just couldn't bring herself to simply 
reduce him to a throw-away fuck-toy like the others. 
She had to give something *back*. Fair is fair!

Anna gazed up at the clock on the wall. It told her 
that they had 30 minutes left before her match started. 
You could pack quite an amount of goose-bumping 
pleasure in half an hour..

"Anna, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Anna interrupted 
him with a sensual kiss. She muted him by briefly 
locking her mouth onto his, then she backed off again 
only to let her tongue slide over his lips from left to 
right and back. Next, she changed direction, forcing 
his lips apart to penetrate deeper.

Anna lead their internal tango of tongues, savouring 
the familiar taste of her own pussy flavours inside her 
partner's mouth. Time seemed to stop as they caressed 
each other orally. Josh closed his eyes and surrendered 
to the overwhelming feelings of this intense moment. 
Feelings unknown to him upto this point in life.

Feelings of love.

Finally, Anna slowly pushed herself up by her arms, 
gradually breaking loose from Josh's lips. She only 
elevated her chest, so his dick was still pressed 
between their bellies and she could feel that he had 
softened quite a bit...

She wiggled her belly, as if to get a better feel of 
it, and smiled at him "Good to see that you're 100% 
natural, Mr. Jenkins; not spoiled by the blue pills 
yet, uh?"

Josh didn't quite understand Anna's remark, but his 
confused look would soon transform into moans of 
pleasure... The lithe blonde began slowly moving her 
hips and abdomen, massaging his half-erected, 
sweltering member. Apart from a slight wobble of her 
tits, Anna kept her chest perfectly steady. The sensual 
movement was confined to her lower body. It was like a 
lying belly dance.

Josh enjoyed the close view of her perfectly 
proportioned torso, both nipples teasing him with their 
proximity. While Anna used her tummy as a flexible 
rolling pin to knead his dick, he lifted his arms and 
cupped her breasts with his hand-palms.

"Go ahead... Work on them! " Anna responded to the 
unspoken request in his eyes as he looked up at her, 
pressing her fleshy cones up. "I'm your fuck-bunny 
tonight.", she grinned.

Without moving his hands, Josh placed both thumbs over 
her aureolas and started rubbing them lightly. Her 
nipples responded almost instantly, proudly rectifying 
themselves. Anna bit her bottom lip as Josh gently 
pinched the firm protrusions with his fingernails.

"Hmmmm.. feels good... Go on, please..."

"Yes, like that....Hnmmm. . .yeah....like that.So tell 
me, Josh... mnnnnahh... Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Oh Anna," Josh continued where he left of. "you can 
not even begin to imagine what looking at you does to 
me!!"

Anna grinned; of course she didn't expect anything else 
for an answer, but like any young lady she couldn't 
hear it often enough. She continued rolling his rod and 
slowly started to experience heat build up again inside 
of her. The unusual feeling below her of his ever 
hardening dick sliding through its loose, sweat-soaked 
foreskin turned her on in a strange way. She wasn't the 
only one who was turned on by it...

"Oh. .I. .mmmmh...." Josh stumbled. It was not clear 
whether he was just out of words to continue his ode to 
Anna's beauty, or that it was the pleasure from the 
increased tension in his cock that silenced him..

"shhhhhh... don't talk. Just enjoy it"

Josh relaxed (with the exception of his tool, 
obviously), closed his eyes, and concentrated on the 
erogenous massage as Anna kept rubbing her washboard 
over his stomach.

Not for long though... Suddenly she dragged her body a 
bit further up, moved her knees apart and slid her 
pussy down on his erected pole like a hot glove. The 
feeling of her stretching vagina made her grunt. As she 
savoured the pleasant stuffed feeling, she squirmed a 
little to let it adjust around him, finally sticking 
firmly onto his meat. It certainly met the expectations 
it had created on first inspection! With his expanding 
cock throbbing inside of her, she returned to her 
normal teasing movements...

"What about sharing the fantasies you had about me? I 
want to hear what you did to me, Josh. I want to know 
all about it."

"I.. I don't know where to start!!" Josh had problems 
with his concentration.. Who wouldn't, with a dick 
feeling like it finally came home?

"Did you like those Sports Illustated pics in that pink 
top where my nipples almost show through? Did you dream 
about making love to me on that couch in the red 
Russian army series? Or did you fantasize about fucking 
me on-court?"

"Or maybe all of that?", she laughed.

Hearing her talk and tone, he obviously didn't have to 
hold back the uncensored truth. Between gasps, Josh let 
it all out:

"I'll tell you... What ALWAYS brought my dick to 
life... was when you had to tie your shoes... or pick 
up your racket.. Hmmm..ohmyGod! The view of your 
undies, tightening around your firm ass..., peeking 
from under those short skirts.. The idea... idea of 
tugging them down and taking you from behind.. It got 
me wet more than once!! I always had to rush to the 
bathroom to not come inside my pants!" he chuckled 
nervously. Even under these circumstances, the 
confession seemed to paint a blush on his cheeks. Or 
maybe Anna impaling herself on him had something to do 
with it?

As that last sentence came out of his mouth, he 
couldn't help thinking about how UNREAL it was that he 
nearly came in his PANTS back then, while he now was 
completely wrapped in ANNA, and HADN'T shot his load in 
her yet!

"Well, you don't have to worry about making ME messy, 
do you? I'm all hot and wet already!" Anna laughed. 
"You can come anytime you like, my big boy!"

Did she learn to read ball-boy minds??

"But ONLY as I say so."

Without any warning, Anna landed her bare feet on the 
floor and, as if dismounting a horse, she made a 
quarter turn away from the fitness bench and decoupled 
herself from Josh.

It left him feeling confused and downright 
uncomfortable. The sudden transition from the soothing 
warmth of Anna's body to this cold nakedness shell-
shocked him. His heart shrunk from the idea that the 
dream was over already! Not now?? Now that he had 
started to become fully conscious of the experience? 
Now that he had felt the warm softness of her pussy 
around his cock? Not before he had given her man's most 
valuable present?

"Anna, come back!!"

And what did she mean with that anyway, "only as I say 
so"?

Josh got ready to get after her while she sped towards 
the door.

"Stay where you are, Josh! Your little fuck-bunny will 
be right back, don't worry." She threw a kiss at him.

Anna disappeared behind the corner. Next, it sounded 
like she unzipped her sports-bag. Rackets falling down 
from the bench. A lot of shuffling going on.. Josh had 
absolutely no clue about what she had in mind. For a 
second he thought about going after her anyway, to see 
what she was up to. But he decided he better not went 
against her.. He wouldn't like her to *really* run away 
this time. At least she was still there so it looked 
like he could get another chance to melt together with 
her...

Just as the impatience started to get to him, Anna 
appeared again.

Josh's heart skipped a beat! Anna had strained herself 
in a totally new Adidas outfit. The traditional white 
one-piece was short in length, topping off her brown 
thighs. It had a gold-blue accenting neckline that gave 
it a somewhat conservative look, yet at the same time 
it was form-fitting enough to showcase her breathtaking 
body-shape in all glory. There you had a package that 
invited you to open, no TEAR it up...

She had given attention to the important details as 
well: sweat-bands locked around her wrists, her famous 
shoes with "Anna Kournikova" stitched in gold letters 
on the heels and an improvised pony-tail dangling down 
her back through the slit in her baseball-cap. It 
almost perfectly represented the Anna as she appeared 
in his wettest dreams!

"How ironic!" Josh thought. "When I saw her on-court, I 
got turned on by mentally disrobing her to her bare-
naked skin. Now that I've been with her bare-naked all 
the time, the scantily textile seems to pepper her even 
more!" Nature playing tricks with the male mind...

With a Yonex in one hand, bouncing a ball on the floor 
with her other, she walked to the empty area between 
the couches and the long wall. Today's improvised 
private miniature indoor court. Not big enough for a 
real tennismatch, but *more* than big enough for at 
least *one* love-game...

Her shoelaces weren't tightened...

"Oh my! They've loosened again!" she muttered, 
pretending that she was completely ignoring Josh.

Her acting was absolutely dreadful. A long way to go 
before she would realize her Holywood dream, Josh 
thought.. Then again, many others who couldn't act 
properly even if their life depended on it, had 
preceded her!

Acting nonchalant, Anna turned her back to Josh, 
dropped the racket and ball, and bent over to fasten 
the laces. Thanks to her flexible body, she could 
effortlessly do this exercise with her legs dead 
straight.

Josh held his breath, in eager anticipation of what he 
would get to see next... The deeper Anna bent, the 
higher her short one-piece lifted over the sensual 
curves of her peachy roundings. As the edges of her 
white skin-tight spandex shorts appeared, accentuating 
the shape and tan of her behind, he was plain simply 
unable to keep his tongue inside... It didn't matter 
that their adventures over the past half hour had been 
so much more intense. It seemed that, over time, he had 
been conditioned into this behaviour by watching her 
matches. Pavlov, anyone?

With the panties underneath, tight as if it was a 
second layer of skin, one could swear that the textile 
was just painted on there... Even just *imagining* that 
he moved his fingers over -and under- the fabric, 
squirming them through her crack between her silky 
smooth skin and the panties, made him go crazy! Hard 
was his dick already, harder it got. It almost started 
to *hurt*. "I bet I could scratch a diamond with it!", 
Josh mumbled.

"Those damned shoelaces!! Maybe I *should* have 
switched to Nike after all." 

Anna complained.

Her scenario wasn't too bad, but the intonation still a 
disaster.. She got the main idea across though. Her 
cryptic message was just an elaborate way to say FUCK 
ME, and she was waiting for her spectator to take 
action! Probably pioneering the next, interactive, step 
in women's tennis?

Josh stepped closer. Lustfully licking his lips, he 
turned his hands and started softly rubbing Anna's butt 
through her panties. She twitched a little as his 
fingertips touched her skin, flashing goose-bumps at 
him. As the seconds passed, Josh's fondling got a bit 
more intense. Rougher. It coaxed an excited little 
squeal from Anna. "Oooh Joooshh!!!" He grinned and 
crouched to enjoy a closer view, pushing her buttocks 
up and away from him. Anna, who started to get a 
painful back, supported herself by placing her hands 
above her knees.

She let out a low moan as she arched her back to 
stabilize against the pressure of his fondling hands. 
God, it made her SO hot! Up and down they rubbed, 
moving her dress a little higher each time until he 
turned it over her back completely. Above the waist, 
Anna was naked underneath, no sports-bra! Josh wondered 
what Berlei would have to say about this contract 
violation. Impatience must have something to do with 
it, as Anna was too professional to slip up like that, 
he concluded. Not that it bothered him...

He guided his hands back down along her bare sides, 
scarcely making contact with his fingertips. He 
continued to tease her via this alternative tactic, 
first skimming the soft skin of her thighs before he 
slipped towards the tender area on the inside. 
Scattering around light strokes with his fingers.

Anna closed her eyes and focused completely on the 
sensual touches that fluttered all over her behind. It 
really started to get to her now. When his fingers 
touched her panties between her legs, he could feel the 
fabric getting wetter all the time.

Anna was almost ready for him. She slipped one of her 
hands inside her undies, and started fingering and 
rubbing her moist pussy as she moaned aloud. "Ahhh.. 
Take me Josh, NOW!! Please! FUCK ANNA as hard as you 
can!"

Josh grunted as he heard the words "Anna" and "Fuck". 
She really pulled his strings like a pro puppeteer. The 
combination of those two words had *always* elicited a 
woody from him, and *this* time he would be able to put 
it to good use!

"I want to feel your young cock fill me up. Beam me up 
to heaven with your pecker, ball-boy!!" she screeched.

Teasing patience was replaced by passionate hunger as 
he grabbed the elastic band of her shorts and spandex 
with both hands and pulled it down halfway her thighs 
with such force that it almost ripped. The view of her 
fingers moving through her glistening lips fueled his 
excitement, pumping up his cock some more each time her 
puffy labia parted.

Anna stopped rubbing herself, and spread her middle and 
index fingers, creating a delicious looking heart-
shaped fuck target for her lover. It fired up Josh's 
desire to an almost unbearable level. More than ever he 
wanted to brutally impale her on his rod. That's what 
bestial desire can do with ordinary and peaceful 
teenage boys....

He took his cock in his hand, slapped Anna's soft 
cheeks a few times with the head, and rubbed the 
hardening shaft up and down against her crack, coating 
it with his warm slime. Surfing her slippery butt was 
as neat as he had imagined!

Anna responded by pushing her behind into his genitals, 
nestling against his hairy balls that were teasingly 
tickling her. This was going way beyond just giving 
Josh what he deserved for serving her so well; she 
*wanted* him inside. She wanted him *badly* inside. The 
bastard had made her so horny by now that she could 
fuck through an entire ice-hockey team if needed. She 
could think of quite a few guys, let's call them 'close 
friends' of Sergei, who wouldn't have regretted it if 
she had been in that mood at certain other times... 
Like, during the party they had after taking the 
Stanley Cup last summer. Bad luck for them! You needed 
to push *more* than one button to make her do that.

"Oh my God... Oh God!! Stop teasing the hell out of 
me!! Fuck me, you bastard!!" Horny Anna vs. normal 
Anna, it had a bit of Mr. Hyde vs. Dr. Jeckyl. The 
kitten had turned into a tigress...

Josh pushed her away slightly to give himself some 
room, let out a low growl and positioned his cock-head 
against her two fingers. He firmly clasped her pelvis 
with both hands and pulled her in. The first thrust was 
slow and short, barely getting his head past the two 
legs of her "digit-al V". The second time, he could 
feel Anna's damp warmth engulfing three quarters of his 
pole, while her cold cramped fingers scraped the sides. 
(Anna pressed them so firmly into her spread lips that 
they seemed to be bolted to her crotch) It was a 
wonderfully intense contrast that only got better as 
his subsequent thrusts went deeper and faster, pushing 
his swollen balls into her fingertips.

"Uh... uh... uh..." Anna squealed in tune as Josh upped 
the tempo. She was pretty tight down there, so her 
pussy-walls stuck to his cock much like a slightly 
undersized condom. Good that she lubricated herself 
profusely, or it would have felt like uncorking bottles 
of Kournikova '81... He kept hammering away at her, 
sending shockwave after shockwave through her body. 
Flesh quivered and tits vibrated under the cock-beating 
she got. Things started to heat up quickly as if Josh 
was poking a smouldering camp-fire under her belly.

The timid ball-boy was definitely gone now, replaced by 
a horny young stud that only seemed to have one thing 
on its mind: how to split her ass-cheeks apart to bury 
its cock upto the hilt into her!

"Aaaa...aaaaah!! Nnhhhhhh..." Anna almost lost her 
balance as Josh pushed her around the room with his 
powerful thrusts, yet she wanted to feel him deeper 
still! Struggling to stay on her feet, she let go of 
her pussy and used the hand to release her rolled-up 
panties so she could step out of them and move her legs 
apart unrestricted. While this slightly muffled the 
sensations around her pussy-entrance, the wider spread 
allowed her to better keep her balance.... and Josh to 
gain at least an inch of stroke-depth! Since he had his 
eyes closed, fixating fully on his penetrations and the 
softness of touching Anna's skin, the sudden freedom of 
movement gave Josh the idea that he was carving out her 
inside. An illusion no doubt, but what an awesome 
feeling!

As he continued driving his pillar down her wet cunt, 
he started to notice that Anna's grunting and squealing 
varied considerably... It seemed like certain areas in 
there were more responsive than others! "Her G-spot!!", 
Josh realized. He had read about that hidden cushion-
like area and how it could drive some girls nuts, 
especially when they were taken doggy-style. Wouldn't 
it be nice if he could coddle Anna that way? He fucked 
around her pussy a little more, paying close attention 
to her moans until he was positive about the location. 
Then..

"It must be somewhere .... THERE."

"Uuughhhhh! ! ! " Anna widened her eyes and dropped her 
jaw when Josh delivered his most powerful blast yet, 
precisely aimed to crush her pleasure-spot with his 
rock-hard head. He planted his pubic hair into her 
pussy, grinding it that little bit extra against her 
lips to tickle her. Her knees buckled, and if his hands 
wouldn't have supported her stomach, she would have 
fallen flat on her face right there.

An evil grin decorated his face.. Anna had no idea of 
what he would make her go through now!!

"Yes, it definitely seems like it was	 THERE"

Again he smashed into her using all available power in 
his hips, again almost sweeping her feet from under her 
body.

"Uuuuughhh!"

Again turning her face into a mask of expressive 
wrinkles and tears, reflecting a mixture of agony and 
extreme pleasure.

"And	THERE...and THERE, and THERE 
andTHEREandTHEREandTHEREand.."

"Aaargh..wai..oh... let m..Oh God!!"

Anna wanted to *beg* him to slow down, but Josh 
continued to fuck her mercilessly, guiding her broken 
jumps and stumbles towards the couch near the fitness 
bench. Without ever stopping his precision 
penetrations, he forced Anna with her knees on the seat 
and upper body against the back of the couch. Safety 
first, in case she would go limp, Josh thought.

She was moaning, screaming and crying out like mad 
under his treatment, grabbing onto one of the handles 
of the fitness bench until her knuckles turned white. 
Josh repeatedly crushed her body into the back of the 
leather couch, making Anna leave damp silhouettes of 
sweat on it, as she had lost the one-piece by now. She 
had also lost her begging... It actually started to 
feel *more* than good and at least she could withstand 
his pile driver blows this way.

For one last second, she was able to fight the start of 
the earth-shattering orgasm that was building up 
inside. Steadying herself with the bar in her hands, 
she took a quick glance over her shoulder while Josh 
kept driving the air out of her lungs. From then on, 
all she could manage was bury her distorted face in the 
back of the couch and bite the leather to muffle her 
screams. Resistance was futile. Her body screamed out 
readiness.

As the tight teen finally started to orgasm, shooting 
her juices over his cock, Josh envisioned how his dick 
cut through her cunt like a hot knife through butter. 
God, it was so *warm* in there; he could swear she was 
downright *melting* around him!! The hot cock-shower 
was followed by strong spasms from her pussy, driven by 
the fluttering sensations inside her belly. Giving Josh 
a delicious manmeat-massage that stopped him in his 
tracks for a few seconds. Anna's body did the work this 
time, while he tried to catch his second breath.

"Hmmmm.. do., don't...stop...no.. not yet" Anna moaned, 
barely conscious.

Josh realized he hadn't quite pushed her over the line 
yet, and returned to the task, delivering a closing 
series of deep thrusts, his balls producing loud slaps 
against her cheeks. Finally, a shudder went through her 
sweaty body, throwing her from cold to warm and back, 
over and over. All the muscles in her slim frame seemed 
to tense for a moment or two, before going completely 
limp. Josh had to hold on to her sides to prevent her 
from turning over. Her chest was heaving furiously, 
eyes closed and resting her cheek on top of the couch. 
Arms no longer under tension but hanging limply down 
the back alongside her long blonde hair. It looked 
every bit as if it would take her quite a while to 
return back to earth...

Just as requested, Josh had beamed her up indeed!

"Eeek!"

A wet touch on the cheek made Anna open her eyes again, 
looking straight into Josh's pleading peepers. Despite 
all his hard work, the poor sucker still hadn't come so 
he had put all his hopes, and his soaked dick, on Anna! 
A hint that was difficult to misunderstand, but just to 
be sure he decided to give chapter and verse for it 
anyway...

"Eh.. Anna....Could.. could you maybe..eh... finish the 
job, possibly??"

"Don't tell me you haven't COME yet??? How the hell is 
THAT possible??" She was genuinely surprised. NO man 
who got close to her like that, got away without an 
orgasm thus far!

She glanced at the clock again.. Only 10 minutes left 
before she had to hit central court. And it was 2 
orgasms to 0 for her, so normally this match was 
played! Josh really seemed to get up on his horse, 
though, and again brushed her lips with the sticky head 
of his cock. He DESERVED to get off, dammit!

"Alright... Ok.. I guess you can claim that 
rightfully.... You weren't too bad."

Her 'I'll do it just because you deserve it'-attitude 
was mostly acting; no girl in heat, and certainly not 
Anna, would be able to resist the aromas from a penis 
that was ready to explode any second. The idea that 
*she* was the driving force behind this, that his cock 
was throbbing with desire because of *her*, more than 
anything made her feel like a real woman.

"Can I... eh... come on you?" If she gave a finger, he 
could just as well go for the arm now, too! Feeling a 
bit greedy, though, so Josh barely muttered the 
question.

Another giggle came his way. "Sure! I know how much you 
guys like that. Whatever floats your boat, you can come 
*on* me or *in* me. Just make your pick! But it's going 
to be a quicky, Josh. I can't let my New York fans 
wait, can I?" she laughed. Impressive how she would 
never lose her professionalism, no matter the 
situation!

She rested her chin on the back of the seat, relaxed 
between her two arms. Josh waved his dick under her 
nose, rubbing it against her nostrils. His face cleared 
up when she willingly parted her lips marginally, so he 
could push them apart to slip inside her. She looked up 
at him with that submissive facial expression again.. 
This was *exactly* how he always imagined it when he 
was jerking off! It had this little bit of "forcing" 
feeling about it. Like having the girl under control, 
completely at his mercy. Not really of course, but 
still it made a man feel good someway. It certainly 
gave his dick an extra energy boost. At least Anna 
could swear she could actually *feel* him swell up 
between her lips.

He was inside now. "Can I get a bit of BOTH, Anna. 
Pleeease?" The final plea before action, still groping 
her limits..

"Uh-huh! " She nodded her head (which was all she could 
do, stuffed as she was), and then grabbed the boy's 
butt to pull herself into his dick. Inch by inch 
disappeared into her warm mouth, while she curled her 
tongue around it, feeling the relief of his swollen 
veins on the surface. She had to close her eyes 
eventually, but she took it all! Such that Josh could 
feel her teeth scrape over his scrotum, and understood 
he was completely at her mercy now... As he felt the 
head pushing against and beyond her uvula ,he 
inadvertently shivered at the thought that it just 
*might* make her cough or worse. It made his erection 
jerk slightly. But Anna had done this before, and had 
everything under control. She kept breathing through 
her nose, and now slowly pushed herself away again, 
sucking her mouth vacuum in the process. Her velvety 
cheeks closed in on his dick together with her tongue, 
creating the narrowest, warmest and softest tunnel 
imaginable around it. The suction felt just *great* and 
Josh intensified the feeling by heaving his arms behind 
his head and stretching out, mentally focussing on 
being an Anna-lolly. He wouldn't refuse a job as girl-
candy if it existed! With a smack followed by a little 
plop (think edaciously drinking a bottle of coke), she 
undocked Josh.

"Aaaahhhhhh	 That was good, eh? I could read it on 
your face that you liked it!", she grinned.

Josh silently nodded in agreement, a faint smile across 
his flushed face. Already he knocked on her door again, 
and Anna let her guest back into her cosy portal. 
Gently sucking and teasingly kneeding the head with her 
soft lips. Then she moved back and covered his rigid 
member in succulent kisses before letting it smoothly 
slide in again, repeating the treatment. Another 
deepthroat followed, a little faster this time. The 
first one had been more of a warm-up and reconnaissance 
exercise. To see how far his probe could GET in, and 
how far she would LET it in. Within another 30 seconds 
she was furiously sliding up and down his wet pole, 
constantly increasing the tempo and the suction. BOTH 
his heads started to purple now! It was time for the 
finale..

Using her fingertips as little feet, Anna made her 
fingers crawl slowly into Josh's ass crack. She pulled 
the cheeks apart and without hesitation nor warning 
curled her index finger deep into his anus. No more 
time for subtle teasing! The violent stimulation of his 
prostate blew up all barriers. Truck-loads of cum, 
accumulated over the last half hour upto the point 
where his balls got almost disrupted, launched forward. 
Anna retracted, closed her eyes and held his dick over 
her face, preparing herself for her pending cum shower.

"AaaaaaaGGGGGGGHRRRR!!"

A deep growl climbed up through his throat while the 
first load shot out. Undoubtedly his personal distance-
record, although that comparison wasn't fair for his 
previous -solo- ejaculations... It skimmed Anna's 
forehead and the cum thread dropped over the top of her 
head, leaving a drop trickling down her golden hair as 
if it were a pearl. It was followed by another blob 
crashing right between her eyes, the tail decorating 
her nose along its entire length, before he splattered 
the final residues of his love-potion around her mouth. 
The hot cum accumulated into little puddles in every 
dip on Anna's gorgeous facade, the excess dripping down 
her puffy cheeks.

Aware that this was to be the last chapter, Josh wanted 
to go all the way. The cutest and most beautiful face 
in the world, combined with his monster-ejaculation, 
inspired him to draw an absolute maximum of perverse 
enjoyment from his dream-facial. Anna wasn't to resist 
and fully cooperated when he took his time to 
meticulously span her entirely with sticky cum threads, 
sliding his love brush over her soft unblemished skin. 
She had always enjoyed being Sergei's cum-canvas, and 
getting to know the work of a new artist was always 
interesting!

Josh gave another grunt as he wrung out his dick, 
rubbing the remaining drops from his dick-head onto her 
lips. Lips which Anna had invitingly pursed in a 
crater-shape. "Neat!", Josh thought. "Like smearing an 
excess of butter from your knife back onto the butter-
dish." Watching the creamy cum-chunks drop down from 
her lips into her mouth was probably about the most 
mind-blowing image he had ever seen. Too bad his 
reservoir was totally empty... The body didn't keep up 
with the mind any longer, else he would surely have 
tried to fill this "cum-cup" completely.

Anna had taken it well thus far, but now she coughed up 
some of the milky goo as it slimed down in her throat. 
She opened her eyes again and wiped Josh's juices off 
with the side of her hand and her sweat-bands, to lick 
it off upto the last remains. Taking her time, as she 
noticed how Josh intently watched every move she made, 
every drop she licked, every spot she cleaned, trying 
to hammer it into his memory for later "use".

Too bad she couldn't leave it on longer. They say it's 
good for a girl's skin!

Finally, she got up from the couch and headed towards 
the washing-table, shaking up her pony-tail and 
releasing the elastic.

"I guess you don't mind lending me a hand, ball-boy?"

"So there you are! What the hell were you thinking and 
where the hell have you been? The first set is almost 
half already!" Stephen was seriously pissed off, but 
also relieved to see his friend. He took his bag on his 
lap so Josh could take his place around the packed 
centre court.

"I got lost"

"Yeah right! Spare me the details of your latest silly 
adventure. You better get a brain-scan one of these 
days; seems everything isn't quite lined up correctly 
in there! Oh well... To be honest you haven't missed 
much, and to be even more honest I don't think we're 
going to get much more either. First, she arrives 5 
minutes late for the match. Now, she moves around the 
court like a snail; she plays like a wet towel, for 
God's sake!"

"She doesn't seem to care too much? She looks quite 
happy to me!" Josh grinned. "And she's even wetter than 
a wet towel, Stephen!" he added in thoughts.

"I tell you, something strange is going on... Whoever 
knotted her braid, it looks like he or she did it for 
the first time in life! What a mess.. And she wears no 
make-up whatsoever. In fact, it even makes me wonder 
whether she has taken a shower recently. The word 
"dishevelled" was invented for this!! That so called 
"brand new" outfit looks *seriously* used to me, and I 
have no idea what her stylist was thinking when he 
combined those orange undies with the rest of her 
*white* uniform. Yet, she pulls this natural and happy 
beautiful face all the time even though she doesn't hit 
a ball!! I just don't get it?? Can YOU maybe make sense 
of this? After all *you* are the self-proclaimed expert 
here, remember? Josh? Hel-looooo??"

Josh wasn't paying attention... He had his eyes closed, 
face covered in a white spandex with "MURZIK" stitched 
onto it, and inhaled deeply.

Stephen had no friggin clue! What did *he* know! He was 
just an ordinary, 13-in-a-dozen, fan. But Josh, he was 
*so* much more...


Written by TMFU (c)2003

Contact the author at tmfuco@hotmail.com for feedback 
:-) (much appreciated!) Available on the web via 
http://www.asstr.org/~TMFU/

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