I started going to the local tennis club a lot last year. I’m a guy in my early 20s, and tennis was the thing I enjoyed most after lectures. One afternoon I was out there practicing my serves for a solid hour, sweating through my shirt, when this older guy showed up. He was in his 40s, tan, tall, athletic, and had that handsome, confident look. We got to talking between points. He asked about my game, and I mentioned my serves were inconsistent, especially the toss and follow through.

He offered to help. I showed him my motion, and he stepped right up behind me. His hands went to my hips, adjusting my stance firmly, then slid down my thigh to position my leg. His body pressed close against my back as he guided my arm through the swing. I could feel the heat from him, the solid way he moved. I’ve never really thought I was into men at all, but something about the way he touched me and the pressure of him right there made my stomach flip in a weird way. Not bad, just… different. Unexpected.

We ended up playing a set. He beat me pretty easily as he had better experience and stronger shots. Afterward he smiled and said we should do this more often, nice competition. I nodded, grabbed my stuff, and headed home.

In the shower I kept replaying it. Why the hell did it feel good when he was up against me like that? I got out, stood in front of the mirror naked, looking at my body and saw the feminine traits that I had. and gently started to run my hands from my chest and around my nipples and down feeling my flat stomach then down to my thighs. Then turned around, ran my hands over my soft white ass. I started to grab it and see how soft it was then spanking it, and It felt sensitive in a way I’d never noticed. I kept going, curious, I slipped a finger in, then two, slow and careful. The sensation hit me hard, as it was confusing but intense in a good way. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

I had barely any hair over my body, but After that I went and got laser hair removal done everywhere. Made my skin super smooth and soft. With my lean body it made the feminine features of my body show even more, and I secretly really liked that a lot.

We played a few more times over the next weeks. Each time the touches during lessons lingered a little longer, and I didn’t pull away.
One day I got there early and he was already stretching. I joined him and asked for help. He got behind me again, hands guiding me into the stretch, pulling my leg back gently. His body pressed flush against mine as he leaned in, slowly rubbing against me while he held the position. I could feel him getting hard through his shorts, the slow grind of it right there. My face got hot, breathing shallow, but I stayed put, letting it happen. It was intimate without going overboard, and it left me half hard the whole rest of the session.

He won again, like usual. After we cooled down he asked, “Hey come by my place for some drinks tonight if you’re free.” And I accepted.

I went home really excited and nervous as I knew what was about to happen, so I showered and got dressed and drove over. When he opened the door I was surprised to see a woman inside. She was blonde, about 5’3”, slim but curvy in all the right places, early 30s, and really pretty. He introduced her as his wife and I was caught off guard that I didn’t even say anything.

We sat down, chatting. He told her how we met at the club, how I was improving fast. Then he looked at me and got serious but casual about it. “Look, this might sound a little out there, but my wife and I have been wanting to bring another guy into the bedroom for a while now. I told her I’d only be comfortable if I picked him myself… and you checked every box. You’re handsome, you had a real nice body, and there’s been this tension on the court I think we’ve both felt. No pressure, but if you’re curious, we’d love to explore it together tonight.”

I sat there a second, heart racing. I was confused as hell, but she was beautiful, smiling at me warmly, and after all those touches with him I couldn’t lie I was curious. Really curious. I nodded. “Yeah… I think I’m in.”

We moved to the bedroom. The tension was thick. She kissed me first, soft and sweet at the start, her hands sliding under my shirt as our mouths moved together, getting deeper. I kissed her back hard, tasting her, my hands on her waist pulling her closer. Then I turned around to face him. He stepped in without hesitation, his hand on the back of my neck as we started making out. It was intense, different from kissing her, it was more aggressive, his stubble brushing my skin. I was surprised how much it turned me on.

She got down on her knees between us, pulling our pants down. She took both our cocks in her hands, stroking slowly before leaning in to suck us. She went back and forth, licking and sucking one while stroking the other, her mouth warm and eager. It felt incredible while I was making out with him passionately.

Then she laid back on the bed. I climbed over her, making out with her again, deep and hungry, before kissing my way down her body. I settled on my knees between her legs and started eating her out, tongue sliding through her folds, circling her clit while she moaned and bucked against my face. She tasted sweet and was already soaked.

He moved behind me, his hands running over my smooth, soft ass. He gave it a firm spank, then another. And the way he complimented my body turned me on and made submit to him more and more. “Fuck look at this pretty little ass” he said, with that deep voice of his. “It’s so soft and perky, especially on a slim little sexy body of yours. Been thinking about it for while now imagine every detail without any clothes.”

He spread me open, kissing and licking around my hole, telling me how pink and tight it looked. His tongue pressed in, circling and pushing, eating my ass until I felt myself loosening up, relaxing into the wet heat of it.

He pulled back, grabbed some lube, and started rubbing his finger against me. “So fucking tight,” he said. When he pushed the first finger in it was this sharp, painful stretch that made me gasp into her pussy. But after a moment it shifted, turning into something deep and good. He worked it in and out, then added a second finger, fingering me gently until I was pushing back against his hand moaning.

She turned around and got on her knees, and guided my cock into her pussy. She sank down slowly with this sharp breathy moan as I filled her up. She was incredibly tight and wet, gripping me perfectly.

He held my hips still while I was buried inside her, not letting me move. I felt the head of his cock rubbing against my hole, slick with lube, then he started pressing in. Slow and steady, inch by inch. It burned at first, that same intense stretch, but once he was deep inside me the fullness was insane. He started thrusting, pushing me forward into her with every stroke.

The rhythm built fast. I was fucking her while he was deep inside of me, caught right in the middle. Her moans mixed with mine, my hands holding on her shoulders, his grip tight on my waist. He was pounding me harder, stretching me open, hitting that spot inside that made my vision blur, while she rode me back, her curvy body bouncing.

It was raw and overwhelming. the heat, the sweat, the way our bodies slapped together. She came first, clenching hard around my cock, shaking and crying out. That pushed me over the edge and I thrust deep, coming inside her in heavy pulses.

He kept going with heavier and faster strokes pushing me deep inside of his wife as he goes hard on my ass, putting everything he has behind those thrusts, groaning loud as he came in me filling me up.

We all collapsed together on the bed, sweaty and breathing heavy. I didn’t regret a second of it. It felt raw and real, like something I’d been needing without even knowing it. His wife brought us drinks and we laid there, and talked a little after, relaxed, and I knew this wouldn’t be the last time.