Chapter 7: Meeting Parents

After school, Wendy and Elaine went as quickly as they could to meet up with James and Rob at the tennis club. As both boys were members, and this was where they really knew each other from, they had keys to the changing rooms and the tea pavilion, so they had a dry, quiet, safe and secret place to meet up. The tennis season was well over by now, and there was less chance of them being discovered, but the tea pavilion doubled as a table tennis venue in the winter months. However, that was only in the evenings, well after the time they would have left, so they all felt safe from discovery.

James and Wendy used the women’s changing room while Rob and Elaine made the men’s their own area. Although the areas were separated from each other, the noise of Elaine and Rob having sex was soon coming through the thin partition, making Wendy giggle and getting James excited.

The pair flung themselves together and were soon kissing. James’ hands roaming over Wendy’s body without restraint as they sank to the floor. Wendy suddenly stood up and pulled her blouse off, quickly followed by her bra. James groaned with delight. He’d never seen her boobs before, not fully like this.

Despite feeling slightly embarrassed, Wendy held herself still for a short time as James looked at her, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. A wicked thought went through Wendy’s mind. What would James’ reaction be when he saw her pussy? Not that that was going to happen for a long time yet she mused, but the idea that she might let him gave Wendy a pleasant glow deep inside her body. Then she checked herself. She’d thought when he saw it, not if!

Wendy dropped down beside James, lay on her back and pulled his head down. Ignoring his attempt to kiss her, she moved his head so that instead, he could suck on her boobs.

James sucked and slobbered all over Wendy’s chest before settling his mouth onto her left breast and sucking it all into his mouth. At the same time, flicking his tongue over her nipple. Wendy jerked as James sucked and flicked, sending spikes of hot passion through her body.

Not thinking, acting purely on instinct, Wendy reached down and fumbled with the opening on James’ school pants as she desperately tried to get at his cock. Eventually, it came free, and Wendy held the throbbing shaft in her hand. It felt hot and hard, and she could feel it twitching in her hand. She pulled on it once, then eased back. James repositioned her hand so that she was holding him more comfortably than she had been, and she soon dropped into an easy movement of working her hand up and down his rigid, pulsating flesh. James kept his mouth firmly attached to her boob as Wendy worked him towards his climax.

James was unable to stop himself as Wendy’s hand gave him a pleasure like no other in his life before. Before he could warn Wendy, she had taken him over the top, and he exploded. Blast after blast of hot cum jetting from his cock over Wendy’s body, splashing on her belly and boobs.

Wendy didn’t freak out as James had expected, instead, she sat up and looked at the mess of his cum as it ran down her body.

“Wow, did I just make you do that?”

James was embarrassed that he hadn’t managed to last longer than he had done, but also that he hadn’t been able to tell Wendy what was about to happen.

“Can you get me some paper to wipe this muck off me,” Wendy asked impatiently?

“Wendy, I’m sorry about that.” James apologised as he handed her some tissues.

“Don’t worry, it was my fault, and it isn’t that gross. And it’s not exactly the first time you’ve cum on me,” Wendy casually replied.

She quickly put her blouse back on, stood up, and left the building, leaving their friends to finish what they were doing and to lock up. They didn’t speak much as they walked to the train station, nor on the two-stop journey to their station. They were so engrossed in one another and their own conflicting thoughts that they hadn’t seen the woman sitting at the back of the carriage they got into, but she had seen them.

At times James found Wendy an enigma, she’d freak out if he tried to touch her pussy, but she had just wanked him off, and without him asking her to, and he’d cum on her body, and she hadn’t batted an eyelid.

Wendy felt the same confusion about herself. She wanted to go all the way with James, but she knew, at times, she was holding back, and for no apparent reason that felt logical to her.