Andrew

Badminton Practice

A few years ago I was a member of a badminton club in the south midlands.

My mixed doubles partner, a married lady 14 years my senior, but devastatingly attractive was a real tease, but never went further than flashing her knickers.

It was my job to lock the sports hall up after the evening practice, as I knew the person in charge and could get the key back to them easily. I always waited for everyone to leave before locking the main door and then checking the changing rooms, lights etc. This evening I noticed that a net hadn't been put away and I was just attending to it when Jen, my partner, re-appeared from the changing rooms. She asked if I wanted extra practice and we began to play.

After just a few shots her left boob fell out of her shirt, she had taken her bra off. She slowly pushed it back with an "oh dear". This accident was repeated a number of times, her nipples, which were large, started to poke out and I was losing my concentration. Finally she went to pick up the shuttle from the floor, turned her back to me, as she bent straight legged, to reveal her knickerless pussy and perfect bum.

Even I'm not that slow on the uptake. I walked round the net and offered to show her a better racket grip. As I stood behind her she pushed herself back into my groin and rubbed her bottom on my stiffening prick. My hand fell to her thigh and worked up to her soaking slit. She was so wet her juices were running down the inside of her legs. With one hand I fingered her clit and with the other I reached for her erect nipples. Her bottom pressed ever more firmly into my throbbing member.

She broke our lustful embrace and wandered to a gym mat in the centre of the floor. Jen removed her top and skirt and lay back on the mat. I followed her shedding my clothes and moved my head between her spread thighs. She gasped as my tongue found its mark, caressing her clit and probing her saturated fanny. She squirmed and rotated her hips, grinding down on my mouth. I was sure she was about to orgasm, but she stopped me, knelt up and took my cock in her mouth. She licked away the tide of pre-cum and set to work in earnest. Her mouth was soft and her touch was light, making me feel as if I was about to explode. I managed to get my tongue back on her cunt to distracted my attention. So there we were, I probing the depths of my older woman partner, drinking her copious juice whilst she sucked and licked my cock, taking at least half of it into her willing mouth. All in the middle of the sports hall floor.

It couldn't last for ever. She pushed me onto my back and lowered herself slowly onto my prick. Even as she did it her juices dripped from her fanny and landed on abdomen. Her slippery cunt sank over my cock and she rapidly ground her clit into me. She came immediately. Her body stiffened, there was almost no sound, just her tits shuddering above me.

She recovered and climbed off me, taking up a position on her hands and knees. "Your turn" she whispered as she offered me her pink and swollen pussy. I knelt behind her and slid my prick along her sodden furrow, before pressing it into her gaping hole. Half a dozen deep thrusts later and my cum exploded from me washing the walls of her welcoming vagina. I collapsed backwards and stayed there, unable to take my eyes from her beautiful and glistening pussy. My cream began dribbling out from her and dripping on to the mat, I couldn't believe the puddle our juices made.

We showered together and left the building. Two days later her husband ran off with a much younger woman and Jen and I became friends, lovers and partners.