Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Her Scooping Wet Pussy #1

Zoe couldn't understand what was happening to her. She was 18 years old, soon to be off to college, yet here she was in the shower masturbating furiously--and all because of her next-door neighbor. And it wasn't as if Dave, the man in question, was some kind of bronzed tennis-playing demi-God.

She didn't know for sure, but she thought he was at least 40, if not a bit older. He was neither tall nor especially well-built. Yet there was something about his smile, his gentle sense of humor as they chatted, and the way he looked her straight in the eyes with a knowing glint, that was steadily driving her mad with lust.

This was becoming a habit - as soon as the Friday morning tennis lesson finished if Dave had been there (and he usually was - even though he worked, he had explained to her that he arranged his schedule so that he could play tennis on Fridays), she said her goodbyes then rushed to her car, drove the few minutes home, dropped her racket and bag in the hall and went straight upstairs to her bedroom.

There she pulled off her tennis shirt and shorts, slid her hand into her panties, deliberately tantalizing herself by playing with her pubic hair and around the sides of her labia before finally succumbing to her burning desire to cum, plunging her fingers inside her sopping wet pussy and quickly taking herself over the precipice.

If she was too hot and sweaty to lie on the bed, she would go into the bathroom and tear her clothes off quickly, abandoning them on the floor in complete contrast with her normal orderly manner. Turning the shower on full blast and immersing herself in the hot water, her nipples would harden as the jets massaged her breasts. Then, taking the showerhead and holding it between her legs, she would angle the water up on to her pussy and ass while rubbing herself vigorously with her other hand.

Zoe was surprised that she didn't feel at all guilty about her lust and her frantic masturbation, but she rationalized to herself that it was only a fantasy and nothing was ever likely to happen. Even now, so soon after a huge orgasm, she could feel her pussy start to moisten and throb slightly as her mind wandered back to Dave

They had teamed up for the doubles that morning at the tennis club and played well, winning most of the games they played and finding a rhythm to their partnership which even their highly critical coach had praised. At the end of the session, they had shaken hands and Dave had put his left hand on her bare arm, looking into her steel blue eyes with his deep brown ones and saying 'Well played, partner, we were hot together today!"

Zoe knew that he had probably meant nothing more by this, but she couldn't help trying to read something into it and his lingering touch on her arm. To her regret, Dave always had to leave promptly at the end so that he could get to work, and she had had little chance to talk to him properly.

The time between the Friday tennis lessons seemed to Zoe to take longer each week, but finally, the next Friday arrived and to her relief, it was a warm and sunny morning. She hummed happily to herself as she changed into her tennis clothes and took her racket out of the hall cupboard, and was virtually skipping with excitement as she went out to the car.

Zoe was early for the lesson and the previous class was still going. She went into the clubhouse to get some water and to her delight found Dave sitting there, checking something on his phone.

"Good morning, partner," he said cheerily as he saw her come in, "and how are you on this lovely sunny day?"

temptation, and instead just going on, "You're early this week, you

I know I'm usually running late, no need to rub it in

lucky you!"

have no idea where to

letting herself stop to think about what she was

you sure it wouldn't be any trouble? I don't want to get in the way of

and I would love a distraction from those, it would be no trouble at all." "Well then,

on to the courts for the lesson, Zoe could believe neither her luck at his being free nor her boldness at inviting

risk, but decided that despite her fantasies that nothing was likely to happen. Dave had a girlfriend as far as she

a demanding one, and to their surprise, Zoe and Dave played well together, having a good understanding of

Dave agreed, getting into his car which was parked just opposite hers. Zoe's heart was beating fast as she started the engine, partly from the exercise, but also from the excitement of knowing that this man was coming to her house, by himself, with a few free hours ahead of

her stomach and stop her hands shaking with excited anticipation. By the time she reached for the car

Zoe asked Dave if he wanted coffee or a cold drink,

"Are you sure that's not too much trouble? I don't want to impose.", Dave replied, and Zoe quickly reassured him, wanting to get Dave naked in her house and trying to work out how she could then make use of the situation to her advantage. She took Dave upstairs to the bathroom, and then the devil working inside her head had another cunning

the

about you, don't you want to have a shower?

wondered where this conversation might be going but tried not to read too much into Dave's comments, especially as his tone seemed very light-hearted. She told him that she could

went into the bathroom. Dave was already in the shower, facing away from her but giving her an excellent view of his butt through the glass door as he shampooed his hair. She didn't think he had heard her come in and she watched for a minute or two before

need anything else?" Zoe asked, not wanting to leave

wash my back would be nice." was the

joke of it herself and leave, he went on: "No, really, I don't want to hog this lovely shower. You must want one as much as I do, so why don't you join