Bella can't keep from blushing again as she visualizes herself fondling the young Tennis Pro's balls. Tom gives up and walks over and places his hand on the doorknob.
"Shall we," Tom says as he opens the door?
Bella leaps to her feet and walks toward the door. Tom trails behind her as they make their way down the narrow path to the tennis courts. Bella is wearing a very short white tennis skirt that barely covers her white satin panties. The outfit favorably accents her long muscular tan legs. Tom adjusts himself twice as he admires the firmness of her sphere-shaped bubble butt. Bella knows Tom is eyeballing at her ass, and it excites her. Bella's strawberry blond hair is pulled back into a ponytail that swings back and forth with each step. She is used to men, and sometimes women, staring at her body. She knows what men think when they stare at her figure.
Tom sets up the tennis ball launcher and has Bella return a few balls. She promptly returns several balls. He sees nothing wrong with her form and becomes a bit suspicious of her reason for being there. Her backhand and forehand are good, but it's his professional opinion that she needs to put more spin on the ball. Tom moves behind Bella and wraps his left arm around her waist and places his right hand on her right hand. She winces at his sudden closeness. Tom guides her through several swings as the balls travel over the net from the tennis ball launcher. When Bella realizes he is merely coaching her, she relaxes, and her movements are much smoother and more fluid.
They return several balls, and then she feels Tom's hard cock press into her firm round butt. She gasps and stiffens but says nothing. Tom feels he has read her signals correctly and proceeds with his coaching. He has a unique coaching method he uses with flirty, receptive women. Heat rises from around Bella's neck and face. Then visions of her Cousin Tommy flood her mind, and the first time she swallowed his cock. She remembers the way her Cousin's cock felt in her mouth. The way it tasted. The way his cum flooded her mouth and the way it slid down her throat with such ease. She feels a kaleidoscopic range of emotions. Suddenly the images change to her son Billy pressing his hard cock against her butt. She visualizes herself slipping Billy's gym shorts down to his knees. She needs cum in her mouth, and she needed it right now. Tom notices Bella is standing still; she has stopped following his coaching instructions.
"Is something wrong, Bella? You are no longer trying to return the balls as they clear the net."
Bella glances over her shoulder at Tom and then wiggles free of his grasps and starts back toward his office. Tom thinks she is angry with him and wonders if she will report his actions to the club manager. He stands frozen in his tracks until Bella turns and smiles and then motions with her head for him to follow. Tom is baffled at her behavior. He is not sure what to expect when they reach his office. Bella sits down in the chair in front of Tom's desk while he shuts the door. Bella doesn't say anything to indicate what she has in mind.
Tom warily sits on the edge of his desk in front of Bella. He doesn't know what to say if anything. Bella's eyes focus on the slight bulge in Tom's tennis shorts. She discovers a smudge of lipstick on the seam covering his zipper. It is the same color of lipstick that Bella saw Jenny Thomas reapplying when she first arrived. In a flash, everything is suddenly clear to Bella. She knows what she wants to do. Bella slips off her chair to kneel between Tom's legs. Quickly undoing his belt and then unzipping his tennis shorts, she releases his raging hard-on with a downward jerk of his tennis shorts and boxers. Tom is stunned and can only gasp.
"Ooh, I'm pleased to see that I turn you on, Tom, and extremely delighted with what I see. Here's the first installment for my tennis lessons."
Bella swallows the young Tennis Pro's erection and eagerly proceeds to suck him off. Blissful heaven encases Tom's dick as Bella swallows his cock so fast, he forgets to breathe and finds himself gasping for air. Her mouth feels like a vise, gripping his shaft during her plunge and extraction. He cannot believe the force she is applying with her lips only. Bella's mouth is clasping his cock much tighter than Jenny's mouth ever did. With the amount of energy mixed with the speed in which Bella moves her tongue and the hot, wet sensation of her mouth, Tom knows he isn't going to last long. Already his balls are tightening as she works her magic. Tom gazes down at Bella's face staring up at him. That is when he notices her expression and the look in her exotic eyes. He had never seen anything sexier in his entire life. She is not only sucking him fast and tight but is adding visual perfection to her work.
"I've got...to see your magnificent tits, Mrs. Davis... I mean, Bella," Tom manages to croak as Bella continues her wonderful oral ministrations. "Can I see them... please?"
Tom is almost begging like a small child. With a naughty smile on her lip, Bella replies seductively, "Oooh, Tom, I thought you'd never ask...!"
Bella then teasingly lifts her Polo Shirt by the hem, shrugging it off over her head to let it slip to the floor. Then, reaching behind her back, Bella unhooks her bra, which releases a chest full of middle-aged jiggling tit-flesh when detached. Each orb displays a dark pink half-dollar-size areola from which a stiff stub of nipple projects. Tom's hands shoot out to firmly grip and squeeze Bella's rounded boobs, causing her to shriek in surprise. She resumes her sucking, and Tom transfers to a place he had never gone to during any blowjob.
Tom has never witnessed nor felt a blowjob like this before. It is certainly different from anything other women had ever given him. He is convinced that middle-aged women are masters in the art of sucking cock. He finds himself lustfully mesmerized by Bella's face, let alone the pleasure coursing through his cock as she bobs up and down rapidly. Her mature blowjob is so stimulating, so intense he never knew what hit him.
"I'm going to cum... shit, yeah...cumming soon...don't stop... don't you dare stop...oh, fuck...I'm cumming, Bella! Oh fuck... Bella! Bella! arrrggghhh!"
Soon Tom is spewing ropes of semen down Bella's gulping throat. His orgasm is so sudden it pretty much catches even him off guard. One second, he is enjoying the intense sensations, and the next second he is cumming forcefully into this magnificent woman's mouth. It is so abrupt he can't believe it is over. Even Bella, who he forewarned, gags from surprise and the shooting ropes of cum, can't conceive he climaxed so soon.
Bella is eventually compelled to remove her mouth from his delightful tasting cock but swishes the blasts of cum that had flooded her throat around in her mouth. She savors the taste, letting some of it seep out and fall to her breasts before swallowing the rest. Bella is glad she had removed her Polo Shirt before beginning the blowjob. She has several healthy drops of cum on her breasts, and there is a big glob seeping down the valley between her tits. Tom's warm sperm feels good against her skin as it makes its way toward her belly button.
Tom collapses into the chair Bella had previously occupied. He sits there, stunned, and sexually exhausted. A blissful, euphoric after-climax spreads through Tom's body, releasing the endorphins that make men sleepy after sex. Bella instinctively takes his shrinking shaft in her hands and cleans him off with her tongue. It is almost involuntary and natural, not thinking about it until looking up into his glazed eyes. Bella sees her son Billy gazing down at her. She lets go of his cock and sits back on her heels, slightly embarrassed that she seriously wants to suck her son's cock.
"Holy fucking shit!" Tom exclaims.
Bella can't help but beam at his satisfaction. She's always taken great pride in her ability to suck cock. The only thing she finds more rewarding is the taste of cum and how it feels slipping down her throat.
"Are you fucking kidding me?! Did that amazing blowjob just happen? I've never had a blowjob that was so... so intense." Tom says, looking down at his shrinking dick in disbelief.
Bella snatches up her shirt and bra before jumping to her feet and strutting around the room covered in Tom's cum. She asks where she can clean up, and Tom points to his private bathroom. Bella's cum covered torso is quite a sight. Tom purrs contently, "Well, that was unexpected but very welcomed. I don't know about you, but I needed that. Only a good fuck might come close to beating it... hmmm, what do you think, Bella? Maybe next time?"
Bella doesn't answer and disappears into Tom's private bathroom to clean herself up. Tom rearranges his clothes and then falls into the chair behind his desk. He can't believe one of the most beautiful MILFs he had ever seen just gave him the most fantastic blowjob without him even asking. When the door to Tom's private bathroom opens, Bella emerges, looking just as fresh as when she had arrived. Bella winks at him and opens the door to leave.
"Next time can we maybe... maybe... you know...? Tom stumbles over his words, but Bella knows exactly what he is trying to say.
"Next time? What makes you think there will be a next time?"
"You said it was the first installment of your tennis lessons!"
"I did... didn't I. Well, I'll have to give that some thought, Tom. Right now, I must get up to the club lounge. I'm meeting my husband for lunch."
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Billy awakens to the shower's sound running in the Jack and Jill bathroom connecting his bedroom with Cassie's bedroom. He glances at the clock and sees it is two-thirty in the afternoon. He needs to pee badly but has always respected his Sister's privacy. Besides, she usually locks the door between their rooms when she is using their shared bathroom. Billy climbs out of bed and starts for the entrance to the hallway. He pauses long enough to check the door to the connecting bathroom. It's unlocked.
