“By the time I had recovered, my chance had past.”
His story was so heartbreaking. To get so close to a dream for it all to collapse in front of you was terrible. I really felt for him. I wanted to give him a big hug but thought it might be too much.
“Enough of this sappy shit. Let's go play some tennis.”
I didn't even realize that we were sitting in the parking lot of my old high school. I was completely enthralled with his story that time flew by so fast.
We entered the courts and Shane set down the bags of gear. “Let's do some stretching before we start. Don't want to pull any muscles right?”
I followed Shane's stretch routine as closely as I could. The air breezed up my open skirt and gave me a chill. I'd never gone commando in a skirt before.
I had to be careful not to bend over too far or else Shane would see everything. And it wasn't time for that yet.
Shane brought out his racket and handed me mine. “Why don't you go to the other side of the court and I'll warm you up with a few balls.”
I wanted him to warm me up with his nice hard cock.
I ran over to the other side of the net and took my position. I tried to remember what Shane had taught me the day before about twisting at my hips.
The first ball came at me with blinding speed. Faster than they were coming yesterday. I closed my eyes and swung the racket and it actually connected with the tennis ball. It crossed the net barely hitting the top of it.
And it actually landed in bounds.
Shane moved towards it and hit back to me.
This wasn't as easy as I thought. The first ball had been hit straight to me and I didn't have to move. This time I had to go to the ball but I couldn't hit it with my feet planted as I did the first time.
The ball went flying straight up into the sky and landed back on my side of the court. “Sorry about that,” I yelled to Shane.
“Don't worry about it, Danielle. You'll get the hang of it. Let's try a few more,” he replied.
Shane hit ball after ball to me. I was able to hit it back and keep it in bounds the first time. But the second I had to move to the ball, I couldn't keep the same form and the ball went flying wild.
“I don't think I'm going to get this,” I said.
“I know you're discouraged but you're actually doing really well. Let me come over there and show you a few pointers.”
This was what I wanted. His body against me again. This was a chance to show him how much I needed him.
Chapter Seven
Shane set down his racket on a bench and came over to my side. “I think I know what you're problem is,” he said.
“Yeah I already know I'm terrible at this,” I replied.
“Not at all. I think you're getting nervous whenever the ball lands outside your comfort zone. I want you to take your position and I'll bounce the ball just out of reach.”
Shane showed me what to do. He bent down low and shuffled his feet towards the ball. “Keep low to the ground and line yourself up with the ball. We'll start with it just out of reach so take your position.”
This isn't what I wanted. I needed him to come behind and press against me. Show me how to swing properly.
I took my position and Shane bounced the ball a foot to my left. I shuffled over and kept low like he said. My form stayed the same and I was able to hit the ball over the net and in bounds.
“There you go! Now it's not much different if the ball is farther away. You won't need to keep low as much and you can open your body more. This will all come in time. But for now we'll stay with the ball closer to you.”
Shane was ready to go back to the other side of the court but I couldn't let him go yet. “Can you show me how to swing one more time. I feel like I'm close to getting it.”
He didn't hesitate to come over. He took his position behind me and grabbed my arms, using me like a marionette doll. “Don't try to think about it too much just let it flow natural.”
He moved my arm with the racket in a swinging motion. I pushed my ass out to meet the front of his shorts as I did the motion. I could feel him hard against me. Excitement grew in my veins. I could hear Shane take a sharp breath in.
“Is this right?” I asked innocently.
He didn't know what to say or do next.
I stepped forward and away from Shane. I lifted up my white skirt and showed him my bare ass. “Can you show me?” I asked.
Shane came over and put his arms on my shoulders. He spun me around until I faced him and our eyes locked. The wanting in his eyes was overflowing.
He kissed me hard, our lips pressed together. I separated mine and moaned as his tongue entered my mouth. The sizzling feel of pleasure hit me like lightning. Shane's arms wrapped around me and pushed me deeper into the kiss.
Shane moved my head to side and burrowed into my neck, his teeth sinking into my flesh. His other hand reached down and under my skirt. My thighs were slick with wetness. He ran his finger up my leg until he hit my soaking wet pussy.
“Does that feel good?” he asked, playing gently with my swollen clit.
“Yes,” I breathed into his ear.
Shane was unstoppable now. His claws tore at my shirt until I lifted it off my head and threw it onto the court. His eyes lit up at the sight of my large tits sitting nicely in a white lace bra.
“When I saw you in that towel after the shower, I knew I had to have you,” he said. Shane ran his fingers along my peaks and pushed his hand into the cup of my bra until he got a handful of my breast. He squeezed, running his finger over my nipple until it became big and erect.
Shane's fingers sneaked around my back and unhooked my bra without me noticing. He let it fall to the ground and immediately placed his hands on my chest. I'd never been touched like that before and I loved it. Shane knew how to make every moment feel like an orgasm.
His lips wrapped around my nipples and he sucked on me. I held his head against my tits as he ran his tongue over every inch of them.
I went to take my skirt off and Shane stopped me. “You look good in that. Keep it on.”
He pulled off his tight shirt and showed off his massive arms and hard pecs. I ran my hands over his chest and felt every muscle. He really was a work of art.
“I can't wait any longer,” I replied. “Take me now.”
Shane kissed me once more, his hands gripping my ass cheeks under my skirt. “Bend over the net,” he ordered.
I didn't even think that was a possibility. I walked over to the net and placed my body weight against it. Surprisingly it held me. Shane slowly lifted up my skirt until my entire ass was exposed. I looked behind me to see him pull his shorts down.
I was shocked to see this massive length standing at attention. I thought I'd imagined what he looked like before but this was bigger than I ever could imagine. “Be gentle. You're so big.”
Shane took his position behind and put his hands on my hips. The head of his penis lightly teased my eager opening. I needed him now more than ever. Shane crammed his thickness into me with such force that my body lurched forward and almost broke the net.
His cock was way too big. My pussy stretched and stretched to accommodate him but it wasn't enough. Shane grunted as he began to thrust, working his way deeper and deeper.
“You're so tight,” Shane moaned.
“I never knew it could feel this good,” I replied.
My orgasm went off without any notice. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as Shane fucked me hard. Spasms shook my legs and it took all my strength to keep me standing.
The scenery spun around me. The ecstasy was too much to handle. Shane's cock was too much to handle.
Chapter Eight
The first orgasm wouldn't be the last. Shane's finger dug deep into my sides as his hips slammed into my cushy ass. The smacking sound could be heard for miles.
My fingers fit through the holes of the net as I held on for dear life. Shane grabbed my ponytail and snapped my head bac
k. He used his hold on me to gain better leverage to fuck me even deeper than before.
“It feels so good,” I said through gritted teeth. Another orgasm washed over me sending me into a frenzy.
A smack on my ass brought me to attention. “Do you want more?” Shane asked.
“Yes please,” I replied.
Shane swung his hand harder and connected with my other ass cheek. I cried out in pain but asked for more. I knew my ass was going to be sore tomorrow.
“I'm close, Danielle,” Shane moaned.
“Come inside, Shane. Fill me up.”
Shane's breathing quickened. His thrusts picked up speed. His fingernails broke my skin as his cock spurted within me.
My body broke out in tremors as Shane's seed poured into me. The peak of the pleasure seemed to go on forever, both of us entwined in an eternal state of bliss.
I lost all sense of time. I screamed Shane's name over and over again. The edges of my vision began to blur. As the tremors started to cease, small aftershocks made my body spasm.
The pleasure began to fade and I was finally able to take in a deep breath. But I didn't want Shane to leave me. I wanted him inside me always.
Before I knew it, Shane was gone and left a void that could never be filled until he fucked me again. His come ran down my legs and I lay on the net like a dead animal.
“I don't know what the hell just happened,” Shane said.
I turned my head around and saw a face of shock on Shane. “Magic is what happened,” I replied.
“I don't know if we should've done that,” he said.
I used all my strength to lift myself off the net. I felt faint and almost collapsed onto the ground until Shane picked me up in his strong arms.
“It felt so right,” I said into his hairy chest.
“It really did,” he replied, stroking his fingers through my hair.
I wanted to fall asleep in his arms. I felt so safe. Safer than I'd ever felt before. Shane could take care of me. He could be the man I always dreamed about saving me.
“We better get back before your mom wonders why we were playing for so long.”
I nodded and gathered my shirt off the ground. I watched Shane put his shorts on and got one last look at his juicy cock. I was scared for a moment that I'd never get to see it again. What we did was forbidden and couldn't possibly go on.
But it was too good to abandon. How could something so wrong feel so right?
Shane drove us home and I fell asleep against the car window holding Shane's hand.
“We're home,” he announced, nudging me awake.
I realized that a tiny bit of drool was at the corner of my mouth. I instantly wiped it away and stepped out of the car. All my limbs were on fire. Between tennis and the intense fucking, my body had never been more sore in my life.
“I don't think I can walk,” I said.
Shane laughed as he got the tennis bags from the trunk. We entered the house with me wobbling behind Shane.
“How was tennis today?” my mom asked.
My face changed to red at lightning speed. I didn't have a very good poker face.
“Danielle is doing very well.” Shane tried not to look at me as he talked. “She's making a real big improvement.”
“That's great to hear. I knew she would be good at this.” My mom inspected me with her eyes. “Is something wrong? Did you get injured?”
It wasn't easy to hide the pain in my face. “No I'm just so incredibly sore.”
My mom nodded. “That's what happens when you use muscles you aren't used to using.”
I had to stifle a life. “You can say that again,” I replied. “I think I'm going to go pass out in my bed and let my body regenerate.”
“Do you need a ice pack or hot pad?” my mom asked.
The idea sounded really nice but I didn't want to be around her any longer than I had to. Especially since I was just fucked by my stepdad.
“I think I'll be okay. I just need some rest.”
I entered my room and did a swan dive into my bed. Nobody could wipe off the smile on my face. I thought about Shane taking me on the net again and I got goosebumps all over. Tomorrow would be another day and another chance to have Shane fill me up over and over again.
I didn't want to have to wait all the way until tomorrow. I wanted him again now.
I fell asleep dreaming about what tomorrow would hold.
Chapter Nine
A loud noise woke me up. It was pitch black in my room and I hadn't even realized that I had fallen asleep.
I reached over and flicked on the lamp on my nightstand. I had to squint at the sudden flood of light. As my eyes adjusted, I looked around and didn't notice anything unusual.
“Must've been dreaming,” I said softly.
My bedroom door creaked open. Shane entered and quickly shut the door behind him as quietly as he could. He looked better than ever. A white t-shirt and tiny blue boxers that didn't leave much to the imagination.
“What are you doing in here?” I asked, pulling the comforter over my body. Then I realized that I had fallen asleep in my tennis clothes and there was no need to cover myself. I let the comforter fall away.
Shane put a finger to his mouth. “Shh. I tripped in the hallway and I might've made too much noise.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked again. I looked at the clock next to my bed and it read 3:00 AM. “It's so late.”
Shane took a step towards the bed and ran his fingers through his dark hair. “I couldn't wait to have you tomorrow. I need you now.”
My body was still wrecked by soreness. But the thought of Shane plowing me in my bed was too good to pass up.
“Come here and take me,” I ordered him.
Shane tore his white shirt and boxers off and jumped into my bed before I could get a good look at him. “I haven't been able to stop thinking about you,” he said, tracing my lips with his fingertips.
I opened my mouth and Shane slid his finger inside. I closed down around his finger and sucked hard while Shane slowly pushed and pulled his finger out.
I knew exactly what he wanted me to do.
I climbed under the covers and into the darkness. It didn't take me long to find his throbbing cock. It was exciting not being able to see Shane. As I gripped his shaft, I could hear him moan. There was something satisfying about touching him and only getting an auditory reaction.
I stroked him a few times and Shane squirmed around. “Hold still,” I said.
Shane stopped moving and I stroked him more. “Oh my God. That feels so good,” he replied.
I knew I could bring him to climax just by touching him. But I wanted to play with him some more. I held his cock at base and ran my tongue from the bottom all the way to his tip. Shane shivered and groaned for more.
I flicked his head with the end of my tongue before inserting his entire length into my mouth. Shane's hands came under the covers and gripped my hair tight as I sucked on him like a lollipop.
I worked his base with my right hand and bobbed my head up and down, working his head with my lips. Shane moaned and his breathing quickened. I wouldn't be able to go too much longer unless I wanted his come down my throat.
Which I did.
But there was somewhere else I wanted it more.
I pulled Shane's massive meat out of my mouth and flipped the covers over my head. His eyes were heavy with desire. I watched his reaction as I stroked his cock, slowly teasing him until he whimpered.
“I'm so close,” Shane said.
“Do you want to come inside me?” I asked, squeezing his base.
Shane nodded, biting his bottom lip.
I jumped on top of him and rubbed my wet pussy on his shaft. I lowered down on him until he stretched me completely.
Shane grabbed my hips and dug his fingers in. “Fuck. You're so tight. I'm going to come soon.”
I could tell he was trying to do his best to hold on. I liked the fact that I could make him come
on command.
I rocked my hips back and forth, letting his cock drill further into me. My one hand was on Shane's chest while the other worked my fleshy bulb. The pleasure built higher and higher.
Shane tensed up. Here we go, I thought to myself.
Warm come spurted inside me with great force. Shane yelled my name over and over again.
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