Note- I have never met Emma, nor do I know anything about her personal life. This is just a made-up tale inspired by those in celebrity.
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Vanessa had first met the up-and-coming phenomenon Emma Raducanu at the Parklangley tennis club in Beckenham. The venue had gone from strength to strength and boasted quality courts. Grass, clay, indoor or hard-court. Play all year round, whatever the weather. With over 450 tennis members at the Club, there is ample opportunity to play with others of similar ability. Socially, in leagues, in club teams, and as part of the Kent league. There was also a welcoming bar/restaurant area. She saw the twenty-year-old tennis pro in the locker room changing into a white Tottenham Hotspur shirt and navy blue shorts. Their eyes met as Vanessa stripped out of her work clothes and laid out her short yellow dress.
"New to the club?" Emma asked as she bit into a banana.
"Yes, first time. I just moved to Kent and drove past the place. Looks nice. I'm Vanessa."
"Pleased to meet you. I'm..."
"You're Emma Raducanu! Cool! I'm a big fan of yours. Gosh, listen to me. I sound like a schoolgirl."
Emma smiled as she checked out Vanessa's nubile and very naked body. Her Summer corn hair with the center parting fell about her shoulders and her natural and rounded tits sat high on her chest. The slim blonde, barely five feet five, had a gorgeous ass and meaty thighs with a puffy-lipped vagina that had almost transparent fair pubes.
"You look in pretty good shape."
"Thanks, I like dancing I guess. I probably won't have the strength to walk after a couple of hours of tennis."
The top-heavy blonde got into her dress and put on her white Slazenger track shoes.
"Want to hit a few balls with me?"
"Really? Sure! That would be great."
As they walked out to one of the courts, Vanessa told Emma that she was twenty years old and single. She had just gotten a new position at Beckenham railway station, having moved from London. It was still early so there was no one else around, not even any of the staff. As they knocked balls to each other, Vanessa was unable to keep her eyes off Emma's tits that swung freely under her shirt. The blonde had a regular boyfriend, Jeremy, who she hadn't seen for a month since her transfer from Victoria station. They enjoyed a healthy sex life and she thought him good-looking and possessing a fine body. But somehow, a picture of Emma Raducanu sucking on her tits and squirming naked in a bed beside her came into her head. They spent an hour playing and then parted ways.
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It was a week later when they bumped into each other again in the club's locker room.
"Hey, you. I've been looking for you. Glad you're back."
Vanessa felt good knowing that the Emma Raducanu was expecting her and had missed her.
"Thanks. To be honest, I almost didn't come. My entire body aches so. I should have paced myself."
Without waiting on ceremony, Raducanu got closer to the blonde and pressed her slender fingers into her neck. Even after a couple of minutes of massage, Vanessa could feel the stiffness evaporate.
"Wow. You do that so well."
Emma laughed.
"Believe me. I've been on a few injury tables these last two years. Sit on the bench. Now, how about here?"
Vanessa visibly blushed when Emma unfastened the front of her top and exposed her 34D breasts. The winner of the 2021 US Open sat behind the girl and started to rub her shoulders. Slowly but surely, she worked her way down Vanessa's front and cupped her big boobs. She had never been touched intimately by another woman before and it was a strange feeling.
"Feel nice?"
"Mmm."
Emma shifted on the bench as she teased the blonde's nipples to hardness. She tweaked them between forefinger and thumb and Vanessa let out an involuntary cry of pleasure. As one hand stayed on her left boob, another slid down her belly to the top of her panties. Emma did not pause and kept on going until her hand found Vanessa's mound. The blonde closed her blue eyes as one digit slipped into her moist gash and she whimpered softly. Astonishingly, Vanessa was sopping wet down there, and the more she was fingered, the more her juices flowed.
"How am I doing?"
"O...okay. Don't stop yet."
Another finger was added and then a thumb moved rapidly over Vanessa's clit. Her hips bucked on the bench and Emma nibbled on her earlobe from behind. Emma was superb. Fetching moans and quivers from the grateful blonde. Encouraged by her reaction, Emma increased the pressure on her clit and suddenly the blonde babe felt a telltale tingling in her loins. Cradling her in her left arm, Emma jerked her hips up to match her frigging. Vanessa's backside pushed back at Emma, driving her further toward orgasm. She felt helpless and unable to resist as she opened her legs further apart.
"Let's go."
"Mmm, oooh! W...where?"
The pleasure was intense as Vanessa grabbed Emma's hand and pressed it harder into her snatch.
"I know a place where we can continue in private."
"Umm! Kay!"
Vanessa hissed through gritted teeth as Emma pushed ever deeper into her honeyed pussy. She shuddered and arched her back as she climaxed, covering her mouth to stifle a scream. They were almost caught at it as a couple entered and dropped their gear on the tiles. Vanessa quickly covered her body and sighed. If she was going to make out with Emma, she had to do it in comfort rather than the relative discomfort of the tennis club locker room.
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A superlative ace, on the court and off it, Emma Raducanu wrote tennis history at the US Open when she became the first-ever qualifier to win a Grand Slam tournament. Now she brought that incredible drive to Porsche as a brand ambassador.
From fast tennis to fast cars, Emma Raducanu knows a thing or two about cultivating passions to realise big dreams. Sporting a love for motorsports since her childhood days spent racing go-karts and motocross, she's carried that automotive passion into adulthood alongside her already staggering tennis career.