That's dissapointing

Your shoulders slump and you turn and walk towards the net, Scarlett is doing her best not to let her happiness overwhelm her.

“Good game” you both say, out of some lame sense of obligation that all tennis players seem to have when shaking hands at the end of the game.

You hazard a glance at Scarlett, while you are mad at yourself you inwardly smile a bit for her, “good on her I guess she played well she deserved to win. You played like shit and you deserved to lose that's literally all there was to it.” Fortunately you don't meet her eyes as that would have been shit.

You walk over to your seat and just plonk yourself down. You spend five minutes sitting there being sorry for yourself before you look up and realise she isn't at the court anymore. “Probably gone off to shower before going back to class. I should really do that as well.” you think to yourself as you drag yourself off the chair and head towards the clubhouse.

You walk in and just see her sitting on a chair, she immediately catches your eye. “Took you long enough, I thought you were just going to renege on your debt.”

Your eyes widen momentarily as you remember, “Ah fuck, that's right I agreed to this... Fuck me I didn't think I'd lose.”

You notice she's still shaking slightly but stands up delivers the line with a surprising amount of authority. “Now as much as I'd love to let you ruminate on your failings in the match I have classes I need to attend and a sweaty pussy the needs to be eaten.”

The look on your face must speak volumes as not 5 seconds later her demeanor suddenly changes. “Umm... I'm sorry that came out way meaner than I meant it to. I totally didn't mean to be such a bitch. I just feel like I've gotta be tough when I'm with you.”

You cant help but crack a smile watching your girlfriend's bitchy attitude fall to pieces in front of you. “Don't worry I understand, come to my room tonight i'll be in charge of dinner this time and we can have a talk okay?” You lean forward and kiss her gently taking her hand. “And after dinner this pussy is all yours.”

You give her a quick wink as you let go of her hand and reach under her skirt finding no panties, “But right now this pussy is all mine.”

You quickly drop to your knees and flick up her skirt revealing her freshly shaven pussy. “Haha you were so confident you even shaved.”

“Well I- Oooo yesssss.” Any comment she was about to make quickly dies as your tongue gets to work.

Your first few licks are tentative and for good reason. She is really sweaty and her pussy tastes salty as fuck. But like any good girlfriend would you push through it and after only a little while you start to taste her naturally sweet juices.

You feel her gently running her fingers through your hair occasionally pulling a little tighter when you attack her clit. After a few minutes of gently warming her up you know its time to assert some authority. Your tongue starts moving a lot quicker and you alternate giving her clit a good lashing and teasing her with small kisses up and down her puffy pussy lips. Like a real bitch you wait for her to beg before you stop the teasing. It doesn't take long.

“Issyyyyyyyy please don't be like this.” She whimpers, you consider continuing to be a bitch about it but then remember this was technically your punishment for losing so you may as well be nice this one time.

You don't say anything but you definitely pick up the pace. You steal one of Adelaide's moves from last night and draw little noughts and crosses all over her clit. If her moans didn't give it away the way she grabbed two fistfuls of your long brown locks and held your face against her pussy did. Fortunately you didn't mind and nor were you there for long.

“OOOOHHHHHHH FUCK” you felt her hips buck on your face and suddenly her knees were shaking. You smile as you look up at you girlfriend, doing her best to recover her breath.

“Your tongue is amazing, if I get this every time I beat you, you are never gonna win another game, now I have to...”

“We're done when I say we're done.” You interrupt her and she tries to wrap things up.

She looks down at you, questions in her eyes, but only for a second as you feels your fingers on her tender slit. You look up and smile as you begin to finger blast her while your tongue returns to her clit.

“Please Issy I don't think I, oh fuck youuuuuuu.” Her voice just trails off into a moan as in virtually no time at all you spot the familiar twitch in her hips.

“This would be a great time to teach her all about orgasm denial and edging but again it would be unfair considering she did win today.” You debate internally eventually deciding to just let the poor girl orgasm.

“Ready for number 2?” Its definitely not a question because she's getting it whether she likes it or not.

You increase the speed of your fingers and suddenly you feel a lot more weight on your shoulders, bitch is actually using you to hold herself up. “Ughhhhhhhhh fuck me that was intense.”

You pull back and let her recover a little cause you are a nice person before pushing yourself up to your feet. “Well, you had the first half of your reward, I'll see you tonight in my room.”

She's still leaning on the wall, taking deep breaths as you blow her a kiss and walk into the showers.

You get about 30 seconds into the shower before your shower door opens to reveal a very naked Scarlett.

“Nuh uh, you don't get to just walk away after leaving me like that.” She grabs your head (again) but this time kisses you, pulling you down to her height.

“Much better, now I can leave. See you tonight” She turns around and with a little shimmy of her hips she leaves to the shower next door.