Lilly's Fantasy

"Go on,"Alex said. "Tell me what fantasy you've chosen."

"Well," Lilly said. "Um, you remember that I was on the tennis team in college?"

"I remember the uniform," Alex said. "It was pretty tight, wasn't it?"

"Oh yeah," Lilly said. "Well, one of my fantasies always revolved around the tennis team."

She paused for a moment, Clara's fingers tweaked at her nipples, and she rode the wave of pleasure. Once it faded, she started speaking again.

"Hah, I'm actually getting kind of embarrassed to admit this. Didn't expect that. I've done all kinds of things, but this feels more personal than I thought it would. I suppose that makes sense. I'm telling you something I've got off on before-ah!"

She cried out as Clara's tongue started to lap at her nipple. It wrapped around the fleshy bud, stroking it and tasting it. Before long, she'd drawn it into her mouth and was sucking on it greedily. Lilly's body responded, she felt the shivers running through the older woman's skin. Lilly made another moan in the back of her throat. Her legs weakly writhed. Clara felt a heady mixture of power and arousal, enjoying the dominance over Lilly that this was giving her while at the same time desperately wishing that she could climax herself.

Lilly rallied, gathering her resolve and determination to forge on in the face of the pleasure which was being inflicted on her body.

"Okay," Lilly said, "So tennis facts. I know they're -ah! -they're pretty unsexy but you have to know a bit to understand. Tennis is played alone or in a team. If you're in a team, then there are two of you. No more. S-so when I say I was in the tennis team, I really mean I played with like, one other girl. We were an official team though. College backed and all. Competed in some real inter-college games. The two of us shared a changing room and a shower, s-so we saw one another naked a lot."

"Sounds promising," Alex said. "Who was this other girl? Did we know her?"

"Mhhm." Lilly moaned, nodding at the same time. Clara was sucking at her breast more strongly now, her hands curled around her other one, teasing her nipple with a thumb and forefinger. Lilly visibly swallowed, trying to keep her composure. "S-she was called Laura. I don't know if you ever talked to her for more than a few sentences, but you saw her around a bit, She was a bit shorter than me, with long red hair and blue eyes. She had freckles, liked to wear shot dresses."

That did spark a memory in Clara. As a little girl, she'd hung around Lilly a lot more than Alex had and she remembered someone who fit that description. Laura had been kind of snooty, the sort of girl who had an ego on her and who believed in her own abilities a bit too much. She always treated herself as some sort of high flyer and it burned her up inside that Lilly had always outdone her without much seeming effort. Of course, the truth was that Lilly put massive effort into everything she did back then, and it was only her natural charisma which allowed her to make it seem as if she did it all naturally. Once she had started to mature and let herself relax, Laura and her had become more friendly.

Speaking of effort, Lilly's chest was quickly rising and falling now. Her nipples were nicely engorged. Clara ran her tongue over them, secretly enjoying the taste and the power that it gave her. She broke away from Lilly's breast, seeing how the nipple glistened with her saliva. The sight turned her on and she quickly started to kiss Lilly's neck, running her mouth along the side of her throat. Feeling it flutter and heat. Lilly's low moans sent a bolt racing down her spine. Even as Clara kissed her, she started to rub her fingers over Lilly's vulva. Gently pressuring it with the tips of her fingers and the palm of her hand. Secretly, she felt a flash of delight as Lilly squirmed under her ministrations.

"S-so the fantasy goes like this," Lilly said. "It's the day before some big game. I-I mean you guys wouldn't have thought it was big. No one watched tennis of all things back in the old town. It's not like we got money or f-funding or anything. But for us it was big. The two of us are practising in the court when the other team shows up. They're girls too. Tennis is usually played by gender."

Lilly shook her head, a faint blush formed across her features.

"At this point, I was starting to really delve into my sexuality," She admitted. "I always knew I liked guys, right? But when I first came up with this fantasy, I was starting to realise I might like girls as well. I used to sit in the bath and touch myself thinking about it."

She shifted the weight of her body, a low moan emerging from the back of her throat. Clara felt a jolt of somewhat sadistic glee, her fingers started to press into the other woman's sex. They pushed aside the lips of her pussy, slipping into her womanhood slowly. Lilly moaned, breathing heavily as her body responded with want and desire.

"Go on," Alex said.

"Well, the way it usually goes is like this..." Lilly said. "The tennis uniforms are pretty tight and the skirt is pretty short. S-so I notice these two girls... they look pretty good... Um, They say that they're really confident that they're going to win tomorrow. So I suggest we make a bet."

"A bet?" Alex said, turning to look at her. Lilly sighed, feeling Clara's touch across her body. "What sort of bet was it?"

"Like....like you don't know..." Lilly shuddered, Clara's fingers were wet with her juices, rubbing back and forth across her mound. Clara's tongue teased her breasts, tasting her nipples and sweeping along her chest. Her spine arched as the pleasure built. "I said that the team which lost had to become the **** for the team that won... and the winners could do anything they wanted to the losers."

"That sounds like you," Alex agreed. He was enjoying her story, leaning forwards eagerly to listen to it. His pants bulged with an erection. "Tell me, did you win or lose against them?"

"Hah..." Lilly gasped, "It depends on how I was feeling each time I touched myself to the fantasy."

She bit her lower lip, her body trembling as Clara continued her work. Clara was slowly pressing her fingers into Lilly's womanhood now. Her pussy clenched at them hungrily, and she took great joy in slowly driving them in and out. Teasing the other woman.

"Sometimes, I liked to think that we won," Lilly said. "And that we did all sorts of things to them. Made them strip naked. Had them eat us out. All of that sort of thing. But sometimes, I imagined it was the other way around and they won. I can see Laura looking at me with betrayal in her eyes when we lose. She realises now what we have to do. F-for some reason, neither of us can think of doing anything but obeying. After the game, the other two girls come to us and tell us to meet them in the woods that night. Near a clearing where we all know. The two of us - Laura and me - we look at each other and know we have ****.

"We spend the rest of the day talking, debating what we're going to do. Laura wants to ignore them, but I know we don't have a choice. In the end, we go to the woods together. W-we're wearing our tennis uniforms because we were told to , so it's cold. We've got these short skirts, and thin tops. They're made to let your body breath while you're running around, so they're not good at holding heat."

She gasped suddenly, the words dying in her mouth as Clara's fingers started to pick up speed. Lilly moaned, her hips swayed forward and back, matching the motion of Clara's thrusting. Clara drove her right to the edge, watching how she started to breath more and more quickly. Then, just when she was about to cum, Clara yanked her fingers free. Lilly's frustration with the sudden denial emerged as a bitter groan, her lower body shook, her legs trembling with desire.

"That's...that's not fair..." Lilly said, her blond hair falling over her eyes.

"Alex said you could cum if you told him your story," Clara said with a smirk. "But you haven't even gotten to the good part yet. Do you think you'd be allowed to climax without proving yourself?"

Lilly stuck a tongue out at her, but gathered herself with a great, shuddering breath

"All right. All right, I can see where this is going. Fine, I'll keep going. So anyway, the two of us go out into the woods at night and approach the clearing. it was that old one near the edge of the wood, remember? The one all the kids used. Only for this fantasy, it's deeper in. It's isolated, nowhere near anyone else. The two of us get kinda freaked out. Not only because of where we are, but we both know that they're going to tease and humiliate us for losing. Laura's totally mad at me for it. She says it's my fault, and I can't argue. I'm trembling. Horrified but also kind of anticipating. This was during my good girl phase, so it's not like I had a ton of experience to fall back on.

So, as we approach the clearing we see that the other two girls are waiting for us there. There's a brown haired one and a redhead. The redhead was called...um Tracy, I think? The brown one was Sarah. The two of them made a fire waiting for us in the centre of the clearing. it's warm and by the time we get there, pretty big. I'm shaking as we step forward. Neither of us wants to... except that I sort of do. I'm getting excited by this even though I know i shouldn't."

At this point, Clara judged that Lilly had had a long enough break and started to tweak her nipples with her fingers. Not enough stimulation to start her on the road to orgasm again just yet, but enough to keep her mind focused on her desire for pleasure.

"The redhead, Tracy is the most dominant one. As soon as we step into the circle of light, she tells us that we shouldn't have made the bet. That the two of them have been thinking about what to do with us. Talking about it all day. The first thing they do is order us to take off our uniforms."

Lilly gulped, her face was growing redder both from the fantasy and due to Clara's wandering hands.

"Laura and I, we look at one another. But we don't have a choice and we know it. We start. I kick off my shoes. I'm trembling. My skin feels cold. Goosebumps are forming along my legs. I can't believe I'm doing it as I take off my shirt. Tracy is watching me specifically. She's hungry, and I realise that she is looking forward to this. I-I can feel my nipples hardening under my bra. I tell myself it's just the cold wind, but I know it's not.

"Laura and I strip down to our underwear. Then, the girls tell us to take our tennis uniforms and burn them in the fire. I look up at them in surprise. I was expecting to be humiliated, but this? Tracy is smirking as she looks back at us.

" ''You've lost the right to think of yourselves as sportswomen,'' she says, ''A proper sportswoman wouldn't make a bet like this. So since you lost, the first thing we're doing is putting you in your place. Take your stuff and burn it. You don't deserve to wear it anymore.''

"It's really weird carrying my skirt and shirt up to the fire. I can feel the heat licking across my naked legs, my chest. It feels good on my skin, but that's the only thing that's good. Somehow, the whole situation matters much more than it should. I know I have more clothes back at home, even other uniforms. It's not like I'm really losing anything. But as I throw it onto the fire and watch it burn, it's like I am closing some chapter of my life.

"And then I realise that with our stuff burnt, we're going to have to get back home in our underwear, and that sends a thrill rushing through me as well as a sense of terror. Laura is the same. Her face has gone all pale.

"After this, Tracy orders us to the edge of the clearing. She can see that Laura is mad at me for doing all of this. She knows that I was the one who set it in motion. So she has a plan to use that. She orders me to take off my bra and panties. It's the first time I've been naked in front of a stranger. The feeling is intense. The cold air brushing between my thighs, my nipples out for everyone to see. Tracy comments about how hard they are and I blush. They order Laura to take my underwear and burn them as well. She looks at me, and then does it. I watch as the last chances I have of getting home with any dignity at all are done away with."

As she listened to the older woman's words, Clara could feel her own arousal mounting again. The urge to touch herself was intense, and she had to fight the desire to stroke her chest or to run a finger between the folds of her womanhood. She knew that Alex was probably watching for that and that if she did, she'd be punished. But at the moment, punishment sounded like a reward more than anything else. She licked her lips and tried to focus. Lilly was speaking again.

"The two of them... they take me to a tree and take out ropes. They order me to stand with my back right to it, and I do. My heart is beating, my legs are shaking. I'm terrified about what is going to happen, but I am also trying not to show how aroused I am at the thought. They tie the ropes around my ankles and my wrists and **** me arms and legs back around the trunk as far as they can go. The rough barks digs into my skin, and I feel so exposed. My tits and pussy are open for everyone to see now, and I can't even close my legs!

"I...I am shaved down there, and Tracy points to my naked pussy and laughs. She makes a joke about how I am clearly prepared for this, and I feel like I want the ground to just swallow me up. But then, they bring out another bag. They have these plastic clothes pegs, and as soon as I see them I realise what they're going to do."