Chapter 3

Chrissy walks in to the tennis club on a rainy Saturday afternoon to get her weekly private lesson from Sean. But this time she came prepared. She wore her shortest tennis skirt and the tightest workout shirt she could find. As Chrissy walked into the club and made eye contact with Sean they both smiled, only they knew their little secret about the passionate fucking last night.

So they walked out onto the court side by side, just like normal. But things weren't normal between them. Chrissy had stayed up all night, fingering herself gently, picturing the next time her and Sean would be able to get some time alone together. Knowing that if they were alone, she would get another fucking like the one last night. And she wanted that, she needed that.

So they walked behind the curtain to get to the tennis court and realizing their split second of being hidden from view, they embraced in a warm kiss. Sean's hand slid down to her thigh and he dragged up the back of her leg and around the curve of her ass. Then they walked out onto the court just like they would have any other day. But Chrissy could feel Sean's eyes wandering over towards her, slowly running them over her body like his fingers had last night. She laughed to herself as she felt Sean's eyes lock on to her erect nipples. Silly her, it had slipped her mind to put on a bra this morning! Of course, Sean immediately noted the lack of a bra on Chrissy's young breasts. He watched as they bounced slightly as she walked, but they were firm so they stayed fairly stationary. But Chrissy's nipplies, they pushed at her shirt gently like twin pencil erasers. Chrissy knew he was getting and eyeful and in response to that she smiled, winked at him and said, "It's time for my lesson, make me sweat like you did last night."

Hearing that, Sean felt his dick grow even harder than it was. He imagined fucking her tight little pussy just like he did last night and he knew he had to get more today. But first, the lesson. Sean made her run hard during that lesson. Not necessarily because Chrissy needed the workout with her strong, lean body, but because he enjoyed watching her teenage tits bounce freely behind her tight, thin shirt. And he loved watching her in the athletic position, with her legs spread, thinking about the pussy that lay hidden under her skirt.

With their half an hour lesson over, Chrissy and Sean walked back behind the curtain to get back to the tennis office. Again, behind the cover of the curtain they snuck another kiss. But this time it was more passionate and more needy. Chrissy's hand reached down and found Sean hard as a rock. She looked up at him and smiled, "Wanting to fuck me already? You'll get it soon enough... " And she walked away in front of him. Sean stood still for a moment as he watched her walk away, watching her still-slim hips sway and watching her tennis skirt brush the top of her thigh, right below her ass.

Sean immediately felt all the blood that was left in his body rush to his dick and felt his erected strain against his shorts. He just wanted to fuck her so badly. He didn't even need to fuck her, just to feel her wet pussy or to feel his lips wrapped around his dick and feeling his hot come shoot into the back of her mouth, that would be enough for him. And he got the impression that Chrissy liked it, too.

So they walked back into the office and Chrissy hopped up on one of the coolers. She leaned back against the wall and spread her legs to give Sean an inviting view of where she wanted his dick to be. He could see that her pussy juices had already soaked through her underwear. Sean wanted to fuck her more than anything in the world, but there were at least a dozen people still playing tennis on the courts right outside the tennis office. The club required that the door be open at least partially and anyone could walk in at any second, maybe that was part of the fun...

Sean walked over to where Chrissy sat and said, "Hey, you know, I don't feel very comfortable with doing this here. Can you wait until I'm done teaching and then we can go somewhere else." Chrissy just laughed and replied, "I bet I can make you comfortable," and at that she took one of his hands and placed it on her soft, supple breast and ran one of her hands gently across his erection, tracing the outline of his hard dick. How could he refuse this hot sixteen year old who was all ready to fuck?

So to make sure her pussy was good and wet before he rammed his dick inside of it, he slid his hand up her tennis skirt and pushed aside her underwear. Sean moved his finger up against the opening of her pussy and felt the thick, curly hair and her pussy which was dripping already.

Chrissy arched her back at the feel of his touch and rested her head against the wall and whispered quietly to herself, "Oh my god that feels so good, I just want to feel your dick inside of me." Her hand reached up under her shirt and grabbed one of her nipples, unconsciously twisting in between her thumb and forefinger.

Seeing her touch herself made Sean even more excited. He forgot that this finger-fucking was just to get her wet and ready for his massive dick and started to bang her harder. His fingers were sliding in and out of Chrissy's pussy. Sean watched as his fingers slid all the way inside of her and came back out, glistening with the juices from her pussy. The walls of Chrissy's pussy were straining against his two fingers, he could hardly wait to ram his dick inside of her and make those walls really stretch.

Then there was a quiet knock of the door and a woman from their club poked her head in. Chrissy had immediately snapped her legs shut at the sound of the knock and Sean quickly adjusted himself and turned around with a smile. The woman asked if she could borrow a racquet to play with and Chrissy grabbed it down from the rack and handed it over. After she had handed the woman the racquet, Chrissy stayed facing the walls where the racquets hung, obviously a little shaken by the intrusion. Sean walked over behind her, brushed her long, dark hair aside and gently kissed her neck and shoulder, "What's wrong, baby?" he asked her. Chrissy replied, "It just felt so good and then we had to stop, and now I'm a little nervous, too." Sean smirked and whispered in her ear with his mouth sensually grazing her earlobe, "I bet I can make you comfortable."