This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
40 Love FF By Marie LeClare Copyright 2006
I had just arrived in Hawaii for the New Years Day tennis tournament, The Pineapple Classic, where I was a professional judge.
Let me go back to my love for tennis.
My mother tells of the time when I was a baby and she would push me in my stroller to the park where they had the tennis courts, and I would start to fuss when it was time to leave.
Later, as soon as I could hold a tennis racket in my hands I started playing tennis, and as I got older I entered in some local tournaments, where I'd lose as much as I'd win.
Finally after years of playing, and practicing, I decided no matter how much I loved the game of tennis I would never be a professional champion, so I decided to try out to be a judge because I knew all the rules.
So after many years of judging tournaments professionally, here I was in Hawaii.
We have many different types of judges, from the chair umpire, the line judges, a net-cord judge and a foot-fault judge. I was a chair umpire.
I didn't arrive until after supper had stopped being served in the hotel dining room do I decided to take a sauna and a swim before I came back to the room to call for room service.
I found out that the hotel had separate facilities for the women and men which meant I wouldn't have to wear a swimming suit, which suited me, and off I went just wearing my robe with a towel in my hands riding the elevator to the basement when the pool and sauna was located.
The place was almost completely empty save for the attendant, an older woman with a toothy smile, and I guessed because it was New Years eve they were out partying to welcome in the new year.
It was then that I saw her as she entered the sauna room.
She was a tall young blonde girl with well developed muscles in her shoulders, which were from some of her serves that reached over 100 miles an hour.
I had seen her on television many times and from reading her biography I knew that she had been born in Russia but now lived in America. If I told you her name I'm sure you would recognize it so I'm not going to, but she is very well known.
As I entered the sauna room she was pouring some water on the hot rocks to make even more steam, but what caught my eye was that she had a white towel wrapped around her which hugged her curves, much to my delight.
Since it appeared that she hadn't heard me enter I waited until she would turn around to say hello and not scare her enough to make her jump out of her skin. When she did turn around she had a bit of a start but said hi and told me she hadn't heard me.
Waiting until she sat down didn't take long, and she unwrapped the towel, laying it over her lap, the top part barely covering her breasts, so I took a seat opposite, and also laid my towel over my lap, without covering my breasts.
Being a lesbian I had never even considered that I would be this close to her in person, and had no sexual interest in her until this very moment, when I started to fidget a little bit as I sat and gazed at her beautiful long legs.
I could feel my nipples starting to get hard, just from looking at her, and I wondered if she would freak out if I tried to make a pass at her.
Sitting with my arms crossed over my breasts I couldn't help but touch then, thinking she wouldn't notice me doing that but I was wrong.
"Am I making that happen to you", she asked. I replied, "Excuse me? Making what happen?" I asked. She replied with a smile, "Why making your nipples hard, silly". I said, "Oh I'm so sorry but I couldn't help it, you're so beautiful". With that she let go of where she was holding her towel, letting it slip down exposing her beautiful breasts, and I noticed that her nipples were hard too.
The next few words out of her mouth really floored me. Asking with a sexy smile, she said, "Have you ever made love to another woman?" all the while her fingers where tugging at her nipples, and it was making me hot. So I replied, "Yes, have you?" She just nodded with a smile.
With all thoughts of modesty removed we each stared at the other, touching our hard nipples, while random thoughts ran through my head.
Was it fair to the girl for us to make love when in just a few hours I would be judging her out on the tennis courts. Could I be impartial after us making love, but all those thoughts disappeared as if by magic when she said, "You're sitting too far away. Why don't you come over here?" Which I did.
Dropping my towel on the bench beside of me I stood up and walked the few feet closer to this blonde beauty, standing in front of her, like I thought she wanted.
My breast was only inches away from her mouth and she didn't waste any time, by moving and opening her mouth wide to draw my breast in her mouth and sucking.
While she was sucking I felt her hand on my ass cheeks, rubbing and kneading my fleshy posterior, while her other hand cupped my pussy.
Her breath was getting ragged when she motioned for me to put one leg up on the bench, as she sucked harder gently dragging her teeth on my erect nipple.
Although I have never considered myself to be submissive, I was under her control and put my foot on the bench, all the while her hand never left my hot wet pussy.
Earlier in my mind I had plans on me going down on her and pleasuring her pussy but the way things were happening I saw that things were going to be different.
It didn't take her long to release my breast, and her putting her hand on my inner thigh she dropped her head to lick and kiss my hot wet pussy.
Her tongue felt like a kittens kiss, as she licked my hot pussy with the flat of her tongue.
With her licking and kissing my pussy I felt her fingers part my pussy lips and she licked my inner lips, while slipping her finger wet from my juices deep in my pussy and finger fucking me.
Afraid that I might lose my footing when I came I put my hand on her head and combed my fingers through her beautiful blonde hair, as she tongue fucked and finger fucked me.
While she was using her tongue and fingers on me I felt her other hand on my ass, dragging her fingers along the crack of my ass, until they reached my tender little asshole. Teasing it for a few moments then continuing to my hot wet pussy and getting her fingers wet before returning her finger to my asshole.
As if I wouldn't notice, she plunged her tongue deep in my pussy, probing my pussy walls, as she plunged her wet finger deep in my asshole, all the way up to the first knuckle.
I couldn't believe how experienced this 18 year old girl was, and she knew more than I had ever learned in all of my 22 years, of course I loved it.
The tingle was growing stronger and I knew it wouldn't be long before the volcano erupted and the lava poured forth from my pussy, so I hung on to her beautiful head, as I got closer.
With her fingers moving like a machine in my ass and pussy and her lapping me furiously, it started to happen and grow.
I only managed to emit the words, "I'm cummmming", and then I gushed my pussy honey which she drank and licked, not missing a drop.
After I had sat down and recovered I told her that I wanted to do her, but she said no, that she had already had hers while she was doing me.
With saying that she said, "I'll see you out on the courts", and I knew that I would be giving her a favorable ruling on any shots.
Note: You may wonder where the title of this story had it's origins. Well 40 love is a tennis scoring saying and if you add the ages I mentioned in the story, 18 and 22, that equals 40, and I did love her.
If you like this story, or have an experience that might make a good story, please write to me at MarieLeClare3@Yahoo.com