Kristy, Borrow a tennis racket - 1

After months of talking about a pleasant afternoon of tennis, it is finally happening. Although I know how long we have been talking in our group of friends about playing tennis with the four of us. But every time something came up. But now the time has finally come, a date has been set and the court has been rented. But because of the corona measures, it is not possible to rent a racket, you will have to bring it yourself. Let me just not have it... How do I get a racket? I decide to post a message on social media asking if anyone has a tennis racket I can borrow.

When I check the reactions an hour later, I see that Kristy has a racket to borrow. That's nice I guess, I haven't spoken to that one in a long time. I remember Kristy from the time I worked in the supermarket. She is nice and attractive woman. Dark blond hair, firm cup C (I guess), firm buttocks, but certainly not fat and a beautifully muscled belly. It's not very big and I like that. I quickly send her a message and not much later I made an appointment to come by one evening later that week to pick up the tennis racket.

And so one Tuesday evening I am on Kristy's doorstep. I ring the doorbell and after waiting a while she opens the door. I'm a bit upset because I see a beautiful young woman of 24 standing in the doorway. She wears tight black leggings with a tight shirt on top so that you can see her tight stomach and beautiful breasts. I quickly recover and greet her. Oh... shit that's right, you came to get my tennis racket. Totally forgotten! Euhmm... otherwise come in, it's still pretty chilly outside. I stand over the threshold and as I pass Kristy I smell a wonderful smell. Did she put it on specially? Why would you have someone else smelly on a weeknight?

Can I buy you a drink while I go look for the tennis racket? I startle out of my thoughts and say that a cup of coffee is nice. Kristy walks to the kitchen and I see her delicious buttocks in the leggings and notice that my cock is slowly getting harder. Calm down boy I'm still thinking, you're just here to pick up a tennis racket. Kristy comes running again with 2 hot cups of coffee and plops down on the couch next to me. We have a nice chat. First it's about the past, the fun working together in the supermarket. About old colleagues and whether we ever see them again. But soon it becomes more personal, what we do in daily life, but also whether we are in a relationship. Just like me, Kristy also turns out to be single. How is that possible, I exclaim indignantly. You are such a nice and pretty girl. The men should be in line for you. I can see Kristy getting a little shy and blushing. Euhhh... well... I'll go look for the tennis racket in the attic. Otherwise just walk along, after all two see more than once.

I walk behind Kristy and have a great view of her beautiful buttocks. I have to restrain myself from squeezing it. When we arrive in the attic I see several boxes. Some are still closed, others are half open. Sorry about the gang. I moved here six months ago when my ex broke up. I still haven't cleaned everything up as you can see. But somewhere around here in one of those boxes should be the tennis racket. And so we start looking box by box for the tennis racket. After just under 10 minutes we have had half of the boxes, but we have not yet found what we were looking for. I notice that Kristy is getting a little frustrated. He really should be here. I'm sorry, you probably have better things to do than sift through boxes with me here. To be honest, I don't think it's a punishment at all to sit in an attic with this gorgeous woman, but of course I can't say that. I mumble something like it doesn't matter.

Then I open a box and my eye catches something that I could only have imagined in my wildest dreams. The box contains all sex toys. From a number of different dildos, vibrators and butt plugs to handcuffs and whips. I also see some latex and leather clothing. Hundreds of different scenarios play out in my head. I glance back at Kristy, but see that the busy one is searching the boxes. I decide to grab the whip and confront Kristy about this. I get up and hold the whip clearly visible in my hand. Kristy, I say, I think I should use this one to play tennis with. I see Kristy get up and turn around. Glad you... her breath catches, her eyes are getting bigger and her head is slowly turning as red as a tomato.

I leave her like that for a few seconds. Kristy seems to be slowly getting her mind back together and starts apologizing. Ow, sorry I forgot they were also in a box here. Tell me why you have these kinky toys in your house. Again I see Kristy's cheeks change color again. She doesn't quite know what to say. In the end, she decides that the best thing she could do was just tell them how it is. She has experimented with tying and spanking with her ex. She liked that and so she bought more and more toys and clothes. I didn't have to ask her if she was submissive or dominant, it was clear that she was not a dominant type. And when was the last time you used these toys? Over half a year ago. After breaking up with my ex I never touched them again. This was partly the reason why things didn't work out between us anymore. He wanted things I wasn't up for. And what do you want then? What excites you?

By now Kristy had already gotten over the initial shock and decided to just start the conversation. And so Kristy shared how she always fantasized about dominant men and that she pleasured them. She thought it was horny to get her buttocks spanked every now and then and to be tied up so that she was at the mercy of being dominant. She had experimented with her ex several times. She herself also found wearing latex very exciting, but her ex did not like it. She was also more into bondage and rough sex and less about pleasure, but there were definitely things that turned her on. In the end, she was not satisfied enough and the relationship drifted further and further apart.

The whole conversation with Kristy made the blood flow towards my cock faster and by now a nice bulge had formed in my pants. Show me all the clothes and toys you've collected. Kristy got up and walked over to the box. She first grabbed a number of different dildos from long and thin to chunky and thick. Some she had gotten into her pussy and others didn't fit yet. Then came the butt plugs. Again she had different sizes and also a necklace with beads of different thicknesses. Then she picked up a vibrating egg with a remote control, which has 10 different positions. She also had handcuffs, bondage rope, a short black riding crop and a black paddle with BITCH on it, nipple clamps and a blindfold. A nice collection. I took the egg from the collection and tested whether the remote still worked. At first that was not the case, but when I checked the batteries I saw that they were installed the other way around to prevent them from running empty. Smart. I put the batteries in properly and turned on the egg. Good, it still did.

Now I wanted to see what clothes she had and how the hair looked. Kristy picked up the first piece of clothing from the floor, a slightly faded latex legging. She held it in front of her legs, but of course that wasn't good enough. I said firmly. Kristy hesitated a moment too long. So you're not such an obedient submissive slut? That will soon be a punishment and now undress. She still hesitated for a moment, but thought she'd better listen to avoid more punishment. She pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her breasts in her red bra. Then she put her thumbs behind her leggings and slowly slid them over her buttocks. Turn around! Slowly Kristy turned around and I ran my hand over her beautiful buttocks and gave it a mean slap. Kristy let out a soft cry. Keep stripping, I said. She undid her bra and her firm C-cup was happy with the freedom, what beautiful breasts she had. Finally, she took off her red panties and stood stark naked in front of me. I took a moment to store this image in my mind. I kneaded her breasts and ran my finger through her bald pussy. You are already wet, so you are clearly a horny slut. That is beautiful.

I left Kristy uneasy for a moment and thought about how I wanted to proceed. I saw the egg again and got an idea. I picked up the egg and pushed it easily into her wet slit. We're going to give a nice twist to this fashion show, every time you put on a new piece of clothing I turn the egg up a notch. And you will understand that you are not allowed to cum, otherwise you will also be punished for it. Yes Master, Kristy answered herself. Great and now quickly get to work and while I said that I turned on the egg on the first setting. Kristy grabbed a can of latex gel and smeared it all over her body to make it easier to put on the dusty latex. Just the sight of her hands over her shiny body made my cock squeeze my pants. She grabbed a pair of latex leggings and stepped into them and pulled them over her buttocks quite easily. And now walk back and forth a few times as if you were walking a fashion show. Kristy did what I asked of her and I saw her delicious buttocks moving back and forth in these beautiful tight leggings. But her free breasts also danced wonderfully while she walked. I stopped her and ran my hands over her buttocks and gave her a few taps. How horny this is!

I turned the egg up a notch and that was the signal for Kristy to take off the leggings and grab the next piece of clothing. This was a red latex mini skirt. This one also looked great on her! When I took off the skirt I saw that the moisture from her pussy was already running down her legs. The egg was now also on position 3. Kristy now clearly needed more time to ensure that she would not come. She picked up the next piece of clothing and I really liked it. She had a lacquer corset, very exciting. Of course she had to walk around in this again. Her breasts were pushed up well and her erect nipples were very horny to see. Because her pussy was naked in this I saw more and more horny walking down her legs. There was still 1 item of clothing on the floor and this one was also made of lacquer. I turned the egg up a notch again and Kristy couldn't suppress a moan. What's up slut? Would you like to cum? Yes Master, please. No, you have to earn that first. Come the last piece of clothing is waiting for you.

I'm curious what you think of the first part of this new series. Comments are always welcome. Are you curious if Kristy can manage not to cum and what her punishment will be? You can also leave ideas behind.