It's another day in paradise here in South Carolina. Sunny and hot, a little too humid, but nice for tennis. My girlfriend and I were hitting balls on one of the beautiful clay courts at the resort where we are spending a week together.
We have been seeing each other for four months now, and it seemed like the right time to spend a vacation get-away together. We are staying in a rental condo near the beach, and playing plenty of tennis.
Her name is Susan, but she prefers Susie. Mine is Bob, just plain old Bob.
Susie is 24, a few years younger than I am. She played serious, competitive tennis in college. She played first singles on a very good Division One team, and she did very well. I have played for several years, but I do not have her classic strokes.
We started out today just hitting groundstrokes for a workout. The wonderful location and the excellent courts made it great. The only sounds were the "thwack" of our racquets making contact with the ball.
Susie is so competitive that it wasn't enough. She said, "How about if we play one set for fun?" Right, for fun. I knew better. I told her to serve first, and she won the first game at Love. I held my serve, and the match was on.
When we got to six games all, we agreed to play a tiebreak. If you are not a tennis player you may be wondering how a guy my size can have difficulty defeating a pretty little thing like Susie. Maybe you have seen some professional women's matches on TV, and you have seen the likes of Sharapova blasting winners. Susie is no Sharapova, but she has her competitive spirit (and her good looks).
Before we started the tiebreak, Susie said, "Let's make this interesting. How about a little wager?"
"OK", I said, but I had a better idea than money. "How about if the winner gets their sexual preference tonight, no questions asked?"
She smiled, and said, "You're on!" We had been having sex for a while, but it was what I consider "polite" sex. Missionary position, with quiet, subdued orgasms. I think one of the reasons it was so ho-hum was we used condoms. Delivering my cum inside a woman, through her mouth, vagina, or asshole, is important to me, and I think it is to any man. I think it completes the act for both the man and the woman.
With a prize like this at stake, I played like a demon. I was dripping wet and sucking wind, but I got the score to five-all in the breaker. For you non-tennis people, a tiebreak is first to seven, but you must win by two.
Susie's eyes were blazing; she was not about to let me win. I don't think it was the sex that inspired her, she just hates to lose. It was her serve, and I hit a good return and followed it in. She hit a passing shot that almost knocked the racquet out of my hand, but I put it away cross-court.
My serve now, leading six to five. I was too tired to play a long rally; I had to finish this quick. So I hit a spin serve to her backhand, and charged the net. She tried to lob over me, but I jumped for it, and hit an overhead for a winner.
She thought about throwing her racquet, but her years of tennis etiquette stopped her, and she came to the net to shake hands. We left the court, and headed back to our condo.
As we were stripping off our wet tennis clothes, I said, "Let's shower together." Susie said, "Is that what you want for your victory?"
"No," I replied, "That is just to get started." She gave me a suspicious look, but we went in to the bathroom together. In the shower, we took turns soaping up each other's backs, and I reached around and touched her pussy.
I took a soapy washcloth and washed her between the legs. I pushed my middle finger up her asshole, something I had not even touched before. My finger was soapy, and it slid in all the way. She looked surprised and curious at the same time, and said, "Is that what you wanted to do, put your finger up my butt for your prize?"
I answered, "No. That is just foreplay." I used the removable showerhead to thoroughly rinse her crotch, both front and back. We dried each other off, and I led her back to the bed.
Susie laid down on the bed, and I knelt between her legs and gave her fresh, sweet smelling pussy a kiss. She spread her legs farther apart as an invitation for me to do more. I licked her vaginal lips, and flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue.
I surprised her by brushing her anus with my tongue, and then I just went for it. I licked her asshole, and pushed my tongue as far in as I could.
We were both ready for more, so I asked her to turn over. I said, "Lay face-down, and spread your legs just a little. I am going to get on top, with my legs outside of yours." She reluctantly did as I asked.
I moved into position over her, being careful not to put my whole weight on her. No condom this time, and I was excited knowing that my bare cock was going to go up inside her, and I would get to cum in her, instead of in a piece of rubber.
She said, "Are you going to, you know, do it that way? I'm afraid it might hurt, and I don't want to even try it!"
"Susie," I said, "A deal is a deal. I won, remember?" She didn't try to escape; she surrendered, out of her huge sense of fair play. I put the tip of my cock up against her tiny asshole, and tried to push it in. No way.
I got up and went into the bathroom, but all I could find was some of her lotion. I put some on the head of my cock, and it was pretty slippery. I went back in to the bedroom, and got into position again. I said, "Reach back with both hands, and spread your butt for me."
"That is so humiliating!" I reminded her that I had won, and she did as I asked. This time, when I pushed hard, about two inches of my cock went up her asshole. She gasped, and said, "I don't think -" but I interrupted her by pushing it in a little further.
She said, "Bob, that is uncomfortable", but my answer was to give her another inch.
She practically yelled, "Bob, don't you think that is far enough?" My response was to push it in deeper.
She tried to crawl away from me, but I held her down. I put my hands on her shoulders to prevent her from moving away from me, and also to give me the leverage to push harder.
My cock was about halfway in, and I felt the tight ring of her anus just let go and relax. I could see her face, and the expression she had was a mixture of apprehension and lust.
She was not resisting or arguing any longer, and she whimpered as I pushed up in to her deeper. I am sure that now she wanted it in her as much as I did.