After the
men stopped smoking and chatting, they returned to the hotel room.
"Layla! Nancy! Don't sleep now. Gee, you must be out of form if you're tired from a
little training. Maybe you should get more training today." Walsh said.
The girls noticed Walnut had a suspiciously benevolent smile. He smelled worse
than before too.
One of the girls turned her attention to Walsh: "But, you said it was
enough for today!"
"I was wrong," Walsh admitted.
"Let's get Nancy’s chastity belt off."
"Hey! What about me?" Layla angrily said.
"You don't need training at this point. We'll focus on your sister."
"Layla, get into the bathroom. Nancy, this training is a bit different
than last time. You need more sex and you need to participate better."
"What do I have to do?" Nancy asked slowly.
"Just wait until we get undressed. Then you can fuck again, but on
top."
"Ok." Nancy said somberly.
The men didn't hesitate to get undressed.
"Are you ready, girl?" Walsh asks just to be sure.
"Yes."
"Then give me a blowjob. When it's hard, then you get on top." Walsh
added.
Nancy took his penis into her mouth,
sucking it gently at first then harder each minute.
"That good, Nancy. I like it. Now get on top."
The girl crawled on top. She moved up and down. Sometimes she moved from back
to front with her hips.
"That's a good girl. Just a little faster. And a bit harder, too. You
should
be proud if you can fuck a man well."
Walsh moaned and puffed from pleasure. He played with her boobs or caressed her
body. Nancy enjoyed being in control.
"It has been a long time," she thought.
Layla watched. Again she saw a glimpse of her sister having sex with the men.
"I want to fuck, too! I need it! And she can fuck multiple men in one
day!" Layla thought, angry.
Despite her mood, she tried masturbating, but once again she failed.
"I can only enjoy looking, I suppose" Layla thought.
In the meantime, Walsh and Vogel had exchanged places. The ex Olympic trainer continued
masturbating while watching Nancy. Walnut, however, was trying to jerk
his penis but it remained flaccid.
"Mother Nature doesn't work all day," he explained to Walsh, who
ignored him.
Vogel tried a different position. Now, she sat on top in reverse cow girl position.
He slapped her softly on her black behind. Nancy felt encouraged to fuck him faster.
Her movements increased. She also moved from time to time in circular motions
with her body on his penis. The diet expert enjoyed the various movements. He
wanted to continue but this girl had just rediscovered the joys of sex. Soon he
came into her. The girl moaned; she was happy he had an orgasm.
Walsh exchanged places with Vogel and once again he was fucking her. Nancy wants to be again on top, but in
the original position.
"I like to see a man's face while doing the deed." She said to Walsh.
Both were moaning harder now. Walsh fully extracted his penis and slowly inserted
it into her anus. Nancy helped him to guide it. Then she
slowly moved up and down, to accommodate his penis. Walsh enjoyed her tight
entrance. The pace increased as she started to enjoy the delights of anal sex.
Each thrust brought them closer to orgasm. He didn't mind that she was
rubbing her clit. The moaning and the panting increased dramatically. The man
couldn't it hold any longer. He exploded violently in her anus.
"You
did excellent, Nancy!" Walsh said, trying to get his bearings.
Walnut, who was still having difficulties, came closer to Nancy. When Walsh retreated from her, the
hippy was still jerking. The girl started to suck it hard but it didn't help.
"Suck it harder," Walsh suggested, "Don't forget to retract his
foreskin."
Nancy moaned as she sucked the hippy's
cock. Walnut played with her breasts and vagina. His penis got finally hard and
immediately he came again on her lips. She smiled when she spread again his
produce. Then she sucked his exposed penis clean. Nancy looked deep into Walnut's eyes. He
couldn't deny he enjoyed the view.
"Good... Good!" Walsh said, "Now get dressed everybody. It's
almost time for the training match."
"Can I refresh, please?"
"No, you can't be late. Your manager invited the press, remember? It would
be very bad if we got there late." Walsh said.
The ex trainer turned his attention to Layla, who has been watching intensely.
"Layla, I'll help get your chastity belt off, it would too obvious when
you play a match," Walsh said and then he turned his head toward Nancy, "the same counts for
you."
When everybody got dressed they took a cab toward the training court of Roland
Garros. When they appeared on the court, many photographers took pictures of
the tennis stars. As usual, both wore a short skirt; barely long enough to hide
their buttocks. Both wore a black sports bra without a shirt, which was the
latest fashion in tennis. Both also wore pink shoes. The press had difficulties
separating the girls from each other. The girls approached the
umpire and the typical coin was thrown in the air.
"Tails!" says Nancy.
"Tails it is," the umpire says, after looking at the fallen coin.
The match began. Nancy, who already appeared slimmer, played faster and better
than the previous time they played. The first set was a true thriller with long
rallies, good serves, lobs and strong tactical play. But at the end it was surprisingly
Nancy, not Layla who won the deciding tie break. During the second set, Nancy felt something sliding down her
legs. It felt cold and sticky. Then she realized it was semen which had seeped
through her underpants.
When she served, she heard the photographers take her picture more than usual.
Then she made a double fault and she played poorly from then on. It was no
surprise Layla won the second set. She totally regained her self-esteem after
winning the second set and also won the match. She was extremely happy to win
it.
"That will teach her. I didn't fuck but at least I'm still beating her
ass." Layla thought grimly.
After the match, the reporters asked questions to the girls.
"Layla, what was the liquid coming down your legs?" sounded the
predictable embarrassing question.
"I'm Nancy!" she said aggravated, "Try to get our names right!"
"Sorry, Nancy," the reporter tried again.
An unusual silence followed. Nancy looked at the ceiling, playing with
her fingers. She was sweating.
"Errr.," she stumbled.
"What can I say?" she thought.
Finally, she gathered her courage and managed to say:" I suppose the dye came
off from the underpants."
The press was baffled. They couldn't believe it. But luckily nobody asked for more
details. After the reporters congratulated Layla, the press meeting was over
and the girls hit the showers. It had been a tough day for the girls. After
refreshing they once again returned to the hotel room, together with the
experts. The girls remained in silence. The experts decided to give them a free
hour; they left the building to find a pub.
"Good heavens, I’m glad they're gone for now!" Layla enthusiastically
said.
Nancy started to sob.
"Those morons! They should have allowed me to freshen up. The press will start
wondering about the incident. "
"Don't worry about that, sissy. We still have each other. We shouldn't be
so
indulgent." Layla said while putting her arm around her sister. Nancy felt the warmth of the hug. She
continued to sob. The girl put her head on her sister.
"What are we going to do?" Nancy tried to say.
"I don't know." Layla honestly admitted.
For a moment neither said anything.
"Sis, do you remember when we used to play around at the beach?"
"Of course, I do. Those were happy days." Layla replied.
Nancy hugged Layla closer for a more
intimate hug. Now she laid her head on top of her breasts. Then she rubbed
Layla somewhat. Her sister didn't object to that. After several minutes the
rubbing slowly turned into caressing. Layla still didn't object. Then Nancy started to rub her head against her
sister. Layla spoke up: "What are you doing?"
"Sis, you know I love you, you know that. I have loved you my whole life.
When we were children, we used to run around that beach, sometimes nude. And
our mom said it was cute when we hugged and gave each other a kiss. It felt so
good and warm, having a soul mate like you. We have done it several times,
don't you remember?" Nancy said softly.
"We were just kids back then," Layla said cautiously.
"But it felt so good! I still feel the warmth inside you. The love we had
for each other hasn't subsided, it's only hidden now."
Layla paused for a moment. But then without saying anything Layla carefully
started to rub Nancy's head.
"Sister love is just wrong! But I understand your point. And I have to
admit it; I also hunger for that kind of feeling. Just you and I like in the
old days." Layla said.
"Stupid laws are made by stupid men! If we don't tell anyone, it will be
our
hidden secret. No one will ever break our love! We can't let anyone
interfere with it! Sis, let's love each other. I want you. My body aches for
you. It desires you. You're my angel." Nancy said.
Layla didn't answer. Her sister kissed her several times on the neck and moaned
while doing so. Then the girls lay down. Nancy kissed her, moving up to her lips.
"Sis, it's wrong!" Layla objected.
"I don't care! I love you, Layla! You're my love! Kiss me sis!" she
gasped. Nancy didn't for Layla to answer; she gave her a big wet kiss. For the first
time, Layla was moaning as well. Both girls closed their eyes and started to
kiss each other more passionately. Nancy started to rub her breasts more
heavily. Then took off her own bra and her sister's bra. Soon Nancy started to lick Layla's nipples in
a circular motion. She glanced at Layla. She nodded it was ok and Nancy continued. Then she gently inserted
Layla's nipple into her mouth and started to suck it. Layla moaned harder. Nancy started to rub Layla's clit and
vice versa. Nancy lowered her gaze and she started kiss her belly for a while. Then she removed
her sister's underpants
and gently started to lick her vagina. Layla increased her moaning. She was
getting wet. When her sister started to lick and suck her clitoris it got
enlarged.
"That's it, sis," She said while moaning; "lick my pussy, as much
as you like. It's yours. Lick it, my love. Lick my pussy fully, lick my clit.
Don't stop!"
Nancy obeyed. Layla moaned even harder
and more.
"DON'T STOP!"
Nancy increased her rhythm. She inserted
a finger into her vagina. It got more wet as Nancy progressed.
"DON'T STOP" Layla reiterated.
Her sister licked her more violently and then Layla stopped panting for a second!
"Oh God! Oh God Oh God!!!!!!Yes!!! YES!YES!!!!!"
Then her first lesbian orgasm followed. Her panting subsided slowly. But she
made a "come here sign" which prompted Nancy to get on top of her and they started
to rub their bodies against each other. Soon both Lesbians had an orgasm.
"I love you!" Layla said.
"I love you, too!"
Then they hugged and spontaneously gave each other a kiss. It was the
beginning of a
relived relationship.
