Anyone For Tennis 6

Please remember this is a work of fiction, and all participants are over the age of eighteen.

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Emma Raducanu and Katie Boulter were playing for GB in the Billie Jean King Cup.

Katie was first up and won a really tough match to put GB 1 -- 0 up.

It was Emma's first appearance, and she had a really hard draw in her first match. But she was playing a blinder and won the first set easily 6 -- 3. However, in the second set it was much closer and ended up going to a tie-break which Emma narrowly lost 11 -- 9. This hit Emma pretty hard and the third set went to a tie-break again, however, Emma's nerves got the better of her and she lost it 7 -- 3.

Emma was devastated as the tie was now tied at 1 -- 1 with the swapped singles followed by the deciding doubles match to be played the following day, so rather than being in a strong position going into this next rubber, it was all to play for.

After the game, the others in the squad tried to pick Emma up as she would have a second singles to play, against Katie's first opponent the following day. Eventually, Emma headed to her room to rest for the next day. She striped off and headed to the shower and soaped herself down, then wrapped herself in a big fluffy dressing gown and went to relax on her bed.

A few minutes later there was a quiet knock on her door and she got up and went to see who it was. Looking through the spyglass she saw that Katie was standing outside. Emma was pleased to see her and opened the door to her. Katie was also dressed in a hotel dressing gown but also had a small sports bag with her.

"I thought you might still need a little cheering up," smiled Katie sympathetically, "I know exactly how you feel."

Emma smiled back politely, but unenthusiastically. Katie had nailed it, she did need a little cheering up.

Opening the door wider, she invited Katie in, and the older woman breezed in and dropped her bag at the end of the bed and flopped down onto it.

"You really played excellently today," reaffirmed Katie, "You do know that, don't you?"

Emma sort of shrugged her shoulders.

"Just a little bit of inexperience, and a little tightening up, that's all it was," Katie added, trying to reassure her younger team mate.

"And, I've got just the thing to help us both, loosen off," she added, smiling broadly.

Emma looked at her a little confused, her eyebrows furrowing questioningly.

Katie reached down into her bag and produced a couple of small bottles of red wine.

"I know we're not really meant to drink, but a little glass never hurt anyone," she smirked.

She broke the seal on the top of one of the small single glass bottles.

"Go and get a couple of glasses from the bathroom, we can at least be a little civilised and not drink it straight from the bottle," Katie instructed.

Hesitantly, Emma wandered over and into the bathroom. As soon as she entered the room, Katie picked up the other bottle and loosened the cap on that one. The seal had already been broken!

When Emma reappeared, she handed Katie a glass and Katie poured the contents into the tumbler, then handed it back to Emma. Taking the second glass, she repeated the process, this time with the bottle she had broken the seal on when Emma was present, and this glass she kept for herself.

"Well, here's to a little loosening up!" suggested Katie, as she lifted her glass up towards Emma and the two women clinked their glasses. Katie quickly took a sip, whereas Emma was a little more hesitant, but eventually did, making Katie smile broadly.

"There, a few more little sips and we'll soon begin loosening off," indicated Katie, "Time for a little chat now. I don't really know you that well, you've just exploded out of nowhere, and it's great for British Tennis."

Emma looked a little sheepish and embarrassed at the attention, especially from someone who just a few years earlier she had looked up to with awe. She took another couple of little sips as she considered what to say, enjoying the rich fruity flavours as they played around her mouth.

Katie patted the bed beside her.

"Come and sit here and we can have a little girlie chat," beckoned Katie, and this time there was little hesitation as Emma slipped over beside her team mate.

"So, tell me a little about yourself," enquired Katie, looking interestingly into Emma's face as she began to look for the tell-tale signs.

For about fifteen minutes or so the young women swapped tales and stories about their tennis lives to date, laughing and giggling with each other, as they recounted and acknowledged similarities.

Now, Katie could begin to see changes occurring. Emma's eyes were becoming a little more dilated, colour was spreading from her cheeks down onto her neck, and ever so slightly she was beginning to slur her words, the alcohol and the Provestra were beginning to take effect.

Katie thought it was time.

"Does it not feel rather warm in here?" she required innocently.

"Mmm, it does a bit," replied Emma, smiling, "I thought it was just the wine," she giggled.

Katie put her glass down, then untied the sash on her robe and dropped it off her shoulders, onto the bed. Katie now sat there wearing a very sexy black lacy half-cup bra and thong set.

Emma's eyes opened wide, almost on stalks.

"OMG Katie!" she squealed, "You're so beautiful!"

"Why, thank you Emma," purred Katie, pretending to behave all sexy, causing the two of them to start giggling hysterically.

"Cummon Emma, take yours off too!" suggested Katie, when they recovered.

Emma blushed brightly, then slightly reluctantly she put down her glass and unfastened her own bathrobe, but then she stopped.

"I can't!" she whispered.

"Why not?" giggled Katie, as she made a half-hearted attempt to help Emma.

"I've got no bra on!" Emma explained quietly.

Katie giggled some more.

"So, what! We've all seen someone else's tits in the locker room! It's no big deal," joked Katie, as she took another drink of her wine, emptying her glass.

Emma smiled back, realising that Katie was perfectly right. In fact, just a couple of hours earlier, Emma had seen Katie standing stark bollock naked in the Physio's room, as she had gone in to get a massage after her game.

Shrugging her shoulders, Emma dropped her gown back down onto the bed and exposed her body to Katie's eyes. All she was wearing was a lacy ivory coloured thong, and a faint smile, but her proud erect nipples also told another story.

"Wow! Look at you! You are gorgeous!" complimented Katie, as she drank in Emma's near nudity. Inwardly, Katie's heart was now racing and she could feel her pussy moisten and her nipples begin to stiffen, she was sure she would now have a damp spot on her thong.

Not wanting to push things too quickly now, Katie just began recounting another tennis story, trying to make everything remain natural. Emma quickly lost her shyness as she laughed and giggled along to Katie's tales, adding in comments of her own. After another ten minutes or so, Katie judged it was about time to move things along.

"So, what do you do to relieve stress and anxiety Emma? Like after todays match, once you've retired to your room? How would you relax?" queried Katie.

"I don't know," responded Emma, having to think carefully to try and formulate a response, "I just try and chill out I suppose."

"Mmmmm," nodded Katie.

"How, what do you do?" queried Emma, interested.

Katie grinned.

"I love to have sex!" she whispered, "It really loosens me up and relaxes me!" Katie giggled, pretending to be really embarrassed.

However, there was no hiding Emma's embarrassment! Her hand shot to her mouth to try and stifle the loud gasp that had already escaped, and in the process a small splash of her wine dripped from her glass and landed on her left breast.

Katie feigned surprise.

"Oh, I'm sorry Emma. I didn't mean to embarrass you. It's just sex is so fucking good isn't it?" gushed Katie.

Emma sat there getting redder and redder, but also getting hornier and hornier. The Provestra was really beginning to work its magic, and Emma's nipples were like stiff little bullets and her pussy was tingling like mad and gushing with her juices. She was at a loss as to what was happening to her, and she was getting well out of her depth.

"Well... Yes... I suppose it is," she tried to mumble back, without making it sound so obvious, but Katie knew immediately just what her younger friend meant.

"Oooooh! Oh, Emma! I'm so sorry! I never thought that you might still be a virgin," Katie stammered apologetically, her heart now beating faster at the thought of what hopefully lay ahead.

Emma was now bright beetroot, blushing madly, but looking at Katie almost expectantly.

Katie looked at Emma almost in consolation.

"But you're so beautiful... Have you never had a boyfriend?" Katie enquired gently.

Emma smiled back.

"Yes, I've had a couple, but they were arseholes!" she giggled, "I doubt if they would have known my arse from my tit, if I'd placed them in their hands."

Katie shrieked with laughter. That was not the response that she had been expecting, but it gave her a great lead in.

"Ha, ha, ha!" she squealed, "I know exactly what you mean! I've had exactly the same! Either that, or they just want to fuck you then brag about it!" she added.

Emma was now so turned on, that virtually all her inhibitions had gone.

"So, what do you do then?" enquired Emma, desperate to find out more.

Katie now sat up a little straighter on the bed and turned to face Emma. In doing so her legs opened sufficient that the large damp patch on the gusset of her silky black thong was very visible. Emma's eyes instinctively dropped to Katies crotch, only to shoot back up to Katie's face when she saw the damp patch, her eyes aflame with lust.

"Ah, well, you see," she began, "If I can't find a big hunk willing to fuck me, then I have a couple little helpers to scratch my itch for me."

Emma looked at her very puzzled, she obviously understood the 'hunks' bit, but what did she mean about 'little helpers'.

"What do you mean?" Emma enquired timidly.

"Do you really want to know?" responded Katie, trying to build the suspense, not that much was needed.

Emma just nodded and bit her lip.

Katie slowly reached down into her bag, grasped one of the slim vibrators that it contained and withdrew it.

As it came into sight, Emma's eyes opened like saucers and her mouth gaped wide at the fluorescent green shaft in Katie's hand.

"Have you seen one of these before?" enquired Katie, but she received no reply. Emma was lost in disbelief.

"Emma?" whispered Katie, trying to get her attention, "Have you seen one of these before?" she continued. This time Emma sort of registered Katie's question.

"What? Oh, no, I haven't. But I know what it is!" Emma responded, trying not to look too naive and innocent.

"I just love them," purred Katie as she played with it between her hands, "I have such a lot of fun with them."

"Them?" queried Emma, picking up on the language Katie was using, "Do you mean you have more than one?"

Katie just nodded cheekily. Without hesitation she handed the green one over to Emma, who instinctively took it before realising what she had done, as Katie reached back down into her bag, and this time retrieved a flesh coloured one, which was somewhat more realistic in shape, and bigger, than the one Emma was holding.

"OH MY GOD!" squealed Emma in surprise, "That looks just like a real penis!"

"Mmmm! It does, doesn't it," breathed Katie, "But this one does what I tell it!" she laughed. Emma laughed back too, as Katie's words were understood.

Katie began to slowly slide the plastic penis across her body, watching Emma's response as the young woman's eyes followed the pink toy. Across her stomach, up and around her breasts, back down over her stomach and along a thigh, Katie began to 'tease' herself with the synthetic cock.

"I like to do this first. Just to get me started," she explained, "Why don't you try it Emma?" she then suggested.

Emma looked down at the green vibrator in her hand and giggled a bit. But then, without hesitation she began to copy what Katie had been doing.

While Emma was a little absorbed in stroking herself, Katie took the opportunity to quickly unclip her front opening bra and drop it from her shoulders. Now she began to rub the plastic penis more blatantly over her engorged nipples.

"This is so sexy, it gets me really turned on," added Katie, as she continued to glide the phallic object across her body.

Emma suddenly noticed that Katie had removed her bra, and was shocked to find that she was sporting a beautiful pair of nipple rings. Emma's mouth just gasped. Katie was pretending not to notice and had her eyes partially closed. Now she thought she would shock her young friend even more. Slowly, she slid the plastic prick down over her taught abdomen and down between her legs, over the black lacy fabric of her thong. Emma was entranced as Katie began sliding the toy back and forward along the obvious puffiness of her pussy, allowing a slight moan to escape her lips.

"Mmmmm, so nice! I love teasing myself like this," Katie continued, now looking straight at Emma, as the young girl's eyes focused intently on the toy between Katie's legs.

"Why don't you try it Emma?" suggested Katie, and at the sound of her name Emma, looked up to see Katie smiling broadly at her. Emma's body was aflame, the Provestra was working its magic, and the little bit of alcohol was helping too, she couldn't stop herself. Keeping her eyes fixed firmly on Katie's, Emma slipped her green wand down over her perfectly toned stomach and onto her thong.

Even through the thin fabric of her thong Emma could feel the smooth firmness of the vibrator and she could not prevent the groan that escaped from her mouth. She was not unaccustomed to pleasuring herself with her fingers, but never with something designed to resemble a penis, albeit not nearly as realistically as the one Katie had. As she slid the vibrator back and forward along her covered slit, mimicking Katie's action, she could feel the hard plastic pressing deliciously on her erect clitoris, she closed her eyes as her whole pelvis began to tingle.

Katie was smiling at how readily Emma had followed her direction, sure now that whatever she did, Emma was sure to copy her. It was time to move things along.

Katie moved further back onto the bed and lay back, lifting her knees and feet up she then spread her knees wide, her thong barely covering her pussy as some of her labia escaped. Now she twisted the base of the vibrator and immediately the room was filled with a low humming sound. Before Emma could open her eyes to locate the source of the sound, Katie was playing the fake organ backwards and forwards along her sex. Now the subtle vibrations caused her to moan gently as she teased herself.

Emma whimpered as she watched Katie, naked but for the thin strip of her thong, so close to fucking herself with the imitation cock.

Katie turned her head to look at Emma and smiled.

"You too!" she gasped, "Up beside me. Just twist the bottom of the vibrator," she instructed the younger woman.

Now, Emma was fully in the spell being cast by Katie, her vibrators, and the Provestra. Instinctively, she twisted the bottom of the vibrator, then squealed in amazement as the green toy came to life in her hands, the vibrations coursing through her body and turning her pussy to jelly without being anywhere near it. In a flash, Emma was sliding up on to the bed to lie beside her more experienced 'teacher', and as she spread her legs, her knee inadvertently touched Katie's and a bolt of electricity coursed through Emma's body.

"OH MY GOD!" groaned Emma, as she slipped the vibrator back down between her legs, playing it over her splayed sex, barely covered by the straining fabric of her thong. Within seconds, a massive tingling sensation began building from her toes, and when the vibrating shaft touched her clitoris she went ballistic, thrashing around as if plugged into the electricity supply.

Katie sat up to watch as Emma rocked the bed with her orgasm. She was grinning like a Cheshire Cat, never in her wildest dreams had she thought that Emma would be such a wiling participant. She was sure that she was going to have a fantastic night with her young team mate.

Whilst Emma slowly recovered, Katie slipped off her thong, the thin strip of fabric stuck to her labia with the fluids which soaked it, then down off her legs and she tossed it onto the floor. Reaching over the side of the bed she rummaged around in her holdall and produced a small tube of Vigorelle gel.

As she sat back up, she looked at Emma, to find her staring at her, still glassy-eyed and breathing heavily.

"How was that, Emma?" she enquired softly.

"Mmmmmm, oh god!" whispered Emma, "I've never felt anything like it!"

"You certainly seemed to be enjoying yourself," giggled Katie.

"Did you orgasm too?" asked Emma, interested to know.

Katie slowly shook her head.

"I need a little more stimulus. I need to fuck myself with it," she explained.

Emma's eyes popped open and she gasped. She hadn't even considered that!

Katie lay back down on the bed and again spread her legs, ensuring that they were touching Emma's. However, this time she opened the tube of gel and squeezed some onto her vibrator and began to smear it over the bell-end. All this was done in sight of Emma, and the younger woman lay there, intrigued by what Katie was doing.

"What is that stuff?" asked the innocent young woman.

"It's a little extra lubricant just to help the vibrator in," she explained, "Not that I need any, I'm so fucking wet, watching you have an orgasm!"

Emma blushed again, not that she could get any redder than she already was. But her eyes were fixed on Katie's vibrator as she slid it down over her body, leaving a slimy trail of gel, towards her pussy. As the vibrator moved between Katie's thighs, Emma sat up, determined to see exactly what Katie was going to do. Emma watched agog, as using her left hand to open her labia, Katie slid the head of the vibrator along her slit, then eased it into her vagina.

Katie groaned loudly as she arched her back and slowly pushed over four inches of the vibrator into herself. Emma suddenly realised that for the last fifteen seconds or so she had been holding her breath in amazement, and now she panted as she tried to recover her breathing.

Katie began to slide the buzzing artificial cock in and out of her slick tunnel and Emma whimpered. The young woman suddenly sensed that her own pussy was responding, almost imagining what Katie's cunt must be feeling, and she thought she was going to orgasm again, just by watching.

"Ooooooh! So nnnnnniiiiiicccce!" wailed Katie, and she looked up into Emma's bemused face and grinned.

"Emma, would you fuck me please?" Katie asked breathlessly, "It would be so good if you did it," as she reached out to take one of Emma's hands and moved it towards her own that held the toy.

Emma was now on auto-pilot, she hadn't understood a word of what Katie had said, but just let herself be led by the older woman. Completely unconsciously, Emma grasped the end of the vibrator and then allowed Katie to use her hand to thrust it in and out of her pussy. Emma could hear it squelching with each thrust and again found herself charging towards her own orgasm.

Then suddenly Emma was doing it herself, Katie had released her hand and Emma was still gliding the phallus in and out by herself. This was so bizarre. But so incredibly amazing and sexy.

"Yes Emma! That's it! Fuck me!" panted Katie as she began to thrust her hips up to meet Emma's thrusts.

"Deeper! Deeper! Faster! Faster!" pleaded Katie, urging the young woman on.