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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Wifes Tennis Showing
Date: Wed,  2 Oct 2002 17:10:05 -0400
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Wife's Tennis Showing
By: nonono69@hotmail.com

I have been married to my wife Tara for about 5 years.
We married right out of high school. She was little 
miss innocent when I met her in our Junior year of 
high school. We were both on the tennis team and she 
was quite good. We didn't have sex until our senior 
year and when we did I found out that Tara was a 
virgin. She had really never had a boyfriend before 
me so she wasn't experienced in the ways of dating and 
such. I really fell for Tara because she was blonde, 
athletic and very cute in her own way. At first she 
was very shy and laid back, but with my helping, I 
got her to come out of her shell. When I first met her 
I couldn't even get her into a short dress. I continually 
worked on her by buying her skirts and outfits. Each 
time the skirt would get a little shorter, then the next 
one was shorter. I made it a crusade to turn Tara into 
a hot little fox. By the end of our senior year, Tara 
was wearing skirts about four or five inches above her 
knees.  I decided it was time for phase two.

One night when I took her out to a movie, I stopped her 
at the door before we went out of my house, told her to 
turn around and close her eyes. She did and I dropped 
down to my knees and started kissing her ass cheeks. She 
didn't know what I was doing but she played along. I 
reached up and grabbed her little black undies by the 
waistband and slowly pulled them down. I continued to 
kiss her little cheeks and she must have thought I had 
changed my mind about going to the movies. I slide her 
undies down to her ankles and slowly lifted each leg out 
of them while all the time kissing her cheeks to keep 
her off guard. When I had the undies totally off, I 
slipped them in my pocket and kissed her for about another 
minute. Then I got up and said lets go to the movies. 
She asked for her undies back but I told her tonight she 
had to go without. Well, Tara had come a long way but she 
wasn't ready for this yet. She wanted them back. I told her 
no way, if she wanted to go to the movie with me, she 
would go the way she was. She had a dress that covered 
everything and nobody would know but me. She didn't like 
it at all but she finally gave in as she always had. I 
knew that Tara would say no, but I also knew if I pushed 
her she would give in. 

We had a great time and the movies. My hand found her 
pussy under her skirt a couple times and her cunt was as 
moist as it has ever been. She must have really been turned 
on by the thought of having no undies on. After the movie I 
took her out to a nice little dinner at her favorite 
restaurant. I then took her parking and she was the most 
turned on little girl I had ever dated. She about raped me 
in the car. I knew I had found something and I was going to 
make as much use of it as I could. My little Tara enjoyed 
the thought that somebody might see her in such a condition. 
 From now on when we went out, undies were not allowed. I 
never said as much to Tara, but every time I picked her up, 
I would slide her undies down her leg and slip them into my 
pants. It always amazed me that whenever I would slip my 
hand under her skirt and feel her cunt, it would be very wet 
and slippery.

We got married during our first year of college and both me 
and Tara played tennis on the college team. Tara had finally 
come out of her shell so to speak. I had her in dresses and 
skirts that were about three inches below her ass cheeks. 
And she knew if we went out, she could never wear any 
underwear. Soon, I didn't even have to pull them off, she 
would just dress without putting any one. A couple times when 
we went out to party, she would get a little plastered and 
she then wouldn't be as careful about how she positioned 
herself all the time. I know a few times guys sitting across 
from our table would get a great show of her cute little 
blonde pussy as she would be sitting in her short skirt and 
her legs would be spread pretty wide apart. I would never 
mention it to her because I liked the thought of someone 
getting a few quick peeks.  Now when we went out to party, 
most the guys in the college knew to sit in a location where 
they could see the action. In fact, we had a table buy us 
four or five drinks one night hoping to get Tara a little 
drunk. It worked of course and I loved every minute of it.

We both graduated college and now work for different 
companies. But the one thing we both enjoy doing is playing 
tennis together. I would come watch her play her singles 
partner and she would come watch when I played some of the 
guys. I started video taping her so she could watch them 
later. She always had these cute little tennis skirts. I 
always thought they were so sexy. Then one day while taping 
her I noticed that even though the skirt was short, you 
really never could see her little white pants that she wore 
under them. I filmed a lot of her playing and then went home 
and watched the tape. Nothing ever showed except if she hit 
an overhand shot close to the net. She would lift up some 
and this is the only time when her entire ass cheeks would 
come into view. On the entire match this happened about twice. 
I started devising a plan right away. It was going to be a 
rush for me and an experience for Tara.

I edited the last three matches that Tara played. I didn't 
have to edit out very much at all. Just the few times she 
hit the overhand shot at the net. I made sure to edit about 
three of four matches back. Then I was ready. I waited for 
the right opportunity and it came one night when we were 
watching a tennis match on TV. I knew that the player from 
Europe would win over the American player. Tara was sure the 
American player would win as he was ranked higher than the 
European. I said lets make a bet, if you win, you get on day 
of anything you want, if I win, I get one day of anything I 
want. And whoever looses, cannot say no to the winner. She 
was so sure the American would win, she jumped right in on 
the bet. She was going to get a couple new outfits, go to 
dinner, maybe have her nails done. All these things she was 
going to do if she won, I had other plans. I was pretty 
confident I was going to win so we watched the match. It 
was close but the American lost. Tara laughed it away and 
asked what I wanted. I had it all planned. I said the 
first thing I want is next Saturday to be my day. And the 
first part of it is that anytime you're in a skirt, you can 
wear no undies. Tara laughed, she knew she never wore 
undies anyway when she was in a skirt, so that was any 
easy request.  

Saturday morning came around and the first thing I did when 
I woke up was to remind Tara that today was my day. She 
couldn't say no to anything I wanted today. She agreed. 
She said to remember that she was meeting one of the girls 
at 3 pm to play tennis. But other than that, the day was 
mine. I agreed and we got on with the days activities. I 
called a few of my friends and told them Tara would be 
playing a match today and I needed to go watch. If they 
weren't doing anything, they should bring some beer and 
we could watch together. About 3 of them said they could 
and I told them I would meet them there at about 2:30.
At 1:00 pm I told Tara to go get dressed for her tennis 
match. She said it wasn't till 3:00 pm but I told her I 
wanted to see her outfit on her now. She went and got 
dressed and when she came out she had on one of her white 
tops with a blue skirt. It was the normal Tennis outfit. 
The skirts are not real long because they don't want them 
to interfere with their game. Next I plopped a tape of the 
last match Tara played and I told her to watch it. She 
asked why and then I popped the whole story to her. She 
was going to play today without any tennis under shorts on.

She thought I was crazy. These skirts were way too short 
to try to play without any shorts. I told her if we could 
see her shorts in any of the videos we shot of her, then 
she didn't have to do it. But if we couldn't, then she would 
have to keep her promise. She finally agreed because she 
knew with her running around and swinging the racket, her 
skirt was bound to rise up and show her shorts underneath. 
Well, we watched the first match on video and not once did 
her shorts show. She didn't think that was good enough, she 
wanted to see another match. I took out the next tape and 
we played it again. Each match was about an hours worth of 
playing on the tape. Again, she could see nothing. She 
still didn't want to do it. I told her I would play one more 
tape, then we had to go. I would fast forward all the tapes 
to the parts that showed her. Again, none of them showed 
her shorts. I knew I was going to win this argument because 
she normally puts up a good fight but always gives in when 
were done. Well, after watching the videos she didn't have 
a good reason to turn down my request. Plus she had made 
the promise and I proved nobody could see anything. She 
just didn't know I had to cut a few strokes out of each tape.

She finally relented and I moved over to her and pulled 
down her tennis shorts and the undies she had on under 
them. When I stood up, I couldn't believe what was about 
to happen. Five years ago you couldn't get my wife into a 
short dress, now I had her going out to play tennis is a 
short tennis skirt and talked her into wearing nothing 
underneath. We got all our stuff together and went out to 
the car. We both got in and I noticed when Tara sat down 
the skirt just barely covered her pussy. She didn't think 
this was a good idea, but I was not turning back. I didn't 
even bring her shorts because I didn't want her to change 
her mind before the match started. I placed my hand on her 
legs and slowly moved it up to her cunt. It was on fire. 
Very wet and juices were starting to run down her legs. 
She was scared, I could tell, but she was also excited by 
the reaction I got from her cunt.

We pulled into the tennis club parking lot about 2:30. The 
girl she was to play was there and a couple other people 
were playing on the other courts. But nobody really was 
around at the time. This made Tara feel a little better. 
She got out and got her stuff, gave me that look like she 
didn't want to do it, then walked over and talked to Sue, 
the girlfriend she was playing today. Sue and Tara were 
evenly matched. They had played together in college. Now 
they just played for fun. You could tell Tara was walking 
very carefully. They started to warm up and at first Tara 
wouldn't swing very hard. Then Sue made a comment that if 
Tara was going to play like that, she might as well go 
home. Tara looked around and nobody at that time was there 
but me, so she started swinging as she normally would. 
I watched her closely seeing if I could tell she had nothing 
on underneath. So far, so good. I couldn't tell anything was 
abnormal. Sue finally said she was ready to start and they 
started the first game. A couple points into the game the 
guys I invited arrived and they came up and sat with me in 
the stands. At first, Tara didn't know they were here. She 
played her usual game but Sue beat her by a couple points. 
They traded sides for the next game and that's when Tara 
looked up and saw me chatting with a few guys. She didn't 
know why they were there but this got her nervous all the 
same. 

They started the next game and me and the guys chatted 
while they were playing. It was tied in the second game, 
then Sue got the advantage point. Then what happened next 
stopped everyone from talking. Tara hit a great shot that 
sent sue running to the corner to try to get it. She got 
it but hit a high ball that was just going to make it over 
the net. Tara ran for the net and as she reached back to 
hit the overhead shot, her skirt was pulled up from the 
action and it was easy to see the hot little cunt of 
my wife. At first everybody had to give a double take, 
but then everyone was quiet as they now realized that 
Tara didn't have any shorts on under her outfit. Sue also 
saw that Tara was naked under her short Tennis skirt 
and she couldn't believe it. She looked up in the stands 
and saw all the guys and me watching. Sue was in disbelief. 
Tara did not know her skirt had gone up that far. She was 
happy to get back to even with Sue.  It was Sue's serve 
and everyone was now watching the match without saying a 
word. Tara did not pick up on the extra attention. Sue 
served Tara and they volleyed for about a half a minute. 
Then Tara hit a winner. Sue was now down a point. Sue 
thought about it, then decided if Tara wanted to put a 
show on for the boys, she knew how to help. On the next 
point sue made a point to hit a high ball that Tara could 
slam if she wanted. The only thing was when Tara went to 
hit the overhead hit, her skirt pulled up again and 
everyone was staring as Tara hit the winner down the 
corner. Now it was tied one game apiece and both Sue and 
Tara took a few minutes to get some water. I went down 
and talked to Tara. She asked if her skirt was staying 
down. I told her it was just like the video, we can't tell 
anything from the stands. Then she asked why the guys were 
here. I told her they saw our car from the street and just 
stopped to say hi to me. Sue then called and said lets get 
on with the match. Tara pulled her skirt down as much as 
she could and went back to the court. I told her good luck 
and not to let Sue beat her again.

Tara was fired up and was not going to let Sue beat her 
this time. She went back out on the court and let Sue 
know that she was going to win this match. Sue just
laughed and though to herself that she might let Tara
win, but it would cost Tara a lot to get the victory. Tara
was serving first and all eyes were on her. The guys 
sitting with me on the bench had not really spoken out
loud since they saw Tara's skirt lift up. They would poke
each other with their elbows, and they would stare real
hard, but other than that, no noise was coming from the
bleachers. I watched as Tara and Sue fought back and forth.
Sue would win a point, then she would set Tara up with a
high ball close to the net. She knew what she was doing.
Every time Tara went after the kill shot, her skirt would
pull up to just above the top of her pussy. We were sitting
at mid court so we had a fine view of everything that was
happening. 

I noticed that the guys playing on the court next to ours
had stopped playing and were sitting down between matches.
One of them just happened to look over when my wife hit
one of her kill shots. I saw his mouth drop and he elbowed
his buddy to look. By the time his buddy looked over the
skirt on Tara had dropped back to normal. The two talked
for about a minute then they packed up their stuff and 
came over and sat in the bleachers on our court. Tara was
busy fighting Sue because she wanted to win the match. 
Sue was watching everything that was going on. She saw the
other two guys come over and sit down. She knew why they
were there. She was going to help give them a show they
would not forget. She waited about three or four points
then acted like she barely got to a ball and hit another
high shot for my wife to attack. Tara reached back to hit
the ball and this time she had to wait a couple seconds 
for it to come down. The whole time Tara's body was in
the kill position her skirt was up around her waist. It
was just as if she was nude on the court. Her eyes were on
the ball coming down, everybody else was looking closely
at her neatly trimmed cunt that was easily visible. Luckily
Tara was busy concentrating on the ball and could not tell
the show she was putting on. Every time she would slam one
she would get the point, but also the guys in the stand 
would clap a little. Tara looked up and saw us in the stands
and just sort of waved. She thought they were clapping 
because of the great shot she just hit. She was never so
wrong. 

The people on the other courts heard the clapping and it
would happen about every three or four minutes. Finally
they had to stop and see what was going on. They would
watch for a couple minutes and they could see nothing
special happening. Then Sue would see them watching and
she would again hit a high netball. The expressions on
their face was priceless. Another couple quit playing
and they too came and sat over on our bleachers. I was
surprised as these were a couple girls, about 20 or 21 years
old. They sat down away from the rest of us. I could see
them quietly chatting between each other. It wasn't that
long before Sue was setting my wife up again. Then
again the stands would clap as Tara hit a winner down the
line. I watched the two new girls that were watching and
they too got into the swing of things and would start
clapping when Tara hit a shot like that.

Tara won the second set and went to get some water. She
asked how everything looked from where I was. She was
afraid maybe her skirt inched up a little high once or
twice. I told her I had been watching closely but I 
couldn't see anything. She asked if I was sure. I told her
I would go get the video camera out of the car. I would
tape her playing and she could watch it when she got home.
That way she could feel better that nobody saw anything
they weren't suppose to. Tara liked this ideal a lot. I went
and got the camera and went back into the stands. When the
other people saw me with my camera, it must have gave them
thoughts of their own. Next thing I know, the two girls have
a little digital camera that they must have gotten out of the
car. The next match starts and this is the last one. The
winner of it takes the mini series. I am filming everything
and it doesn't take long for Sue to set a high lob up. I am
filming everything but I hear the girls giggle as they snap
shot after shot of my wife in her pose waiting for the ball
to come down. You only get about a 2 second window where my
wife's skirt is above her pussy, but 2 seconds can be a long
time. I hear three or four clicks of their camera in this 
time.

I notice Sue is giving Tara a lot of high balls now. Tara is
killing every one of them but the guys on the stands are
going crazy. Out of the last 10 points, 5 or 6 were high
lobs from Sue. I hear the girls chatting down below us and
she says the camera is full. It won't take anymore pictures.
I hear the other girl ask how many she was able to take. The
girl with the camera responds with 'Oh, about 50, but they
are all Hi-Res'... I think to myself, 50 photos, god, what
will they do with all those? Well, the match finally ends 
and after the last point everybody gets off the bleachers
at the same time. I see all the guys' high-fiving each other.
The girls run and get in their car giggling the whole way.
Tara won the match and walks over to Sue to shake her hand.
I finally beat you Tara said. Sue just looked at her and
smiled. Yea, you really got the best of me today. Good match.

I saw Sue pack up and get in her car and Tara came back very
happy and proud. She had never beaten Sue before and she
felt like she played a very powerful game today. Then she
asked again if her skirt stayed down and everything was OK.
I told her everything went perfect. I also told her to trust
me from now on. I check everything out before I have her do
something. And later on tonight we will watch the last match
together. I took Tara home and she showered and changed into
her regular house clothes. Why she was busy, I was in my 
computer room watching the tape. Man, was it a sight to see.
Every time she would go for the slam, you could see everything.
And I could hear the clapping all around me with each slam.
I started making a copy of the tape to the second VCR player
that I have. The only thing is every time I knew she was going
to slam a point, I would hit the pause button on the VCR that
was recording everything. Finally I had the second tape 
finished. I reviewed it once to make sure it was fine. Yep,
didn't show a thing. Then I hid the original and called 
Tara in. Want to see your match today? Tara's eyes lit up.
Yes, Please.... I started the tape and we watched it together.
At the end I turned to her and told her "see, you couldn't see
a thing under your skirt'. Sara asked if she could keep the
tape. She wanted it to remind her of her victory over Sue.
Sure, it's all yours.

I watched the original tape most the night. I also like the part
where everybody would clap and a couple times I filmed everybody
that was in the stands while they were clapping. That way I would
know who had watched the event. I was very horney that night and
the last part of my Masters Day was to go in a ravish my little 
Tennis Star. What a day and Night. And I will have the tape to
forever remember the event. Then I thought about the girls with
the digital camera? I wonder what their pictures looked like?
Unknown to me I would find out sooner then I would have liked...

Well, it's about three weeks later. I still watch her videos
about every other night. None of my friends ever mention to
me the day at the Tennis court. I just assumed I got away with
everything. Then one weekend I take my wife back down to play
tennis. We go to the same courts as we always go. I go watch
as she plays another of the women that she often hangs around
with. My wife is dressed normally and has on all her shorts
and everything. It is just a normal day at the courts. I 
look around and notice the two young girls that was here
last time my wife played sat down on the bleachers and started
watching. They both had cameras in their hands. I saw them
snap some pictures of my wife and they waited around until
they saw she had on shorts under her tennis skirt. They got 
up and left. I lost track of them but between games I told
my wife I was going to run to the car to get some drinks.
When I got to the car there was an envelope under my 
windshield wiper blade. I grabbed it and opened it up. It was
from the girls that were here, they said to please go to this
website: www.TennisSlut.com. That was all that was on the note.

I folded the note up and put it in my pocket. I went back out
and watched until my wife was done with her match. I took her
home and went into my computer room and closed the door. I
went to the page they listed and it had a nice opening page
and said to enter you had to pay a one time fee of $25.00.
I didn't really want to pay the fee but I was afraid of what
might be in there. I applied for membership and gave them
my visa card number. I was granted access and when the first
page came up I went into shock. There were the pictures of
my wife playing Tennis against Sue a few weeks ago. The must
have had a really nice camera as these pictures were very
professional looking. There was about 50 thumb nails and 
each time you clicked on a thumbnail the picture would blow
up to a full screen shot. It was very easy to tell it was
my wife. And everyone had her skirt above her pussy where
you could see everything. Do towards the bottom of the page
it had a large remark that said to stay tuned for the next
pictures due very soon from the TENNIS SLUT.

Also at the bottom of the page was an email link if you
had any comments about the page. I quickly press the link
and sent and email to the web master. Please have somebody
email me ASAP as I need to talk to them about the pictures
on this page. I pressed the send button and started going
back into the panic mode. What would happen if her friends,
bosses or even my wife found out about these pages. It
didn't take but about five minutes for a reply to come back
on my email. It was from the girls that took the pictures.
They wanted more pictures for their collection or they 
might start loosing money. If that happened they would have
to start posting pictures to the free newsgroups to get
people interested in coming back to their site. As it is
now, only people who pay can see my wife's pictures. But
if they don't get some more to add to their website, they
will post them too many free areas of the internet.

I read the message a couple times and wrote them back that
I didn't think I could get her to do it again. They wrote
back then they have another plan. They will put a package in
my car next Saturday at the Tennis Courts. I am to leave my
backseat doors unlocked and stay away from the vehicle for
at least an hour. If I try to stop them or chat with them,
they will post everything all over the place. I wrote back
that I would be there. When Saturday came I told my wife I
had to run to the lumber store real quick. Would be back in
about an hour. I drove to the Tennis Courts and went and
watched people play for just about an hour. When I went back
to my car there was a package in it. I opened the envelope
that came with it and they explained what they wanted me
to do. I couldn't understand how what they wanted me to do
would help their website but I thought I could get Tara to
do it.

I opened the package and looked inside. There was a little
vibrator, not real long, about 3 inches. It had a little
wire that came out the end. There was also a remote control
button. In the end of the vibrator was a little hole. I
didn't know what the little whole was for but I pressed
the button on the remote and the vibrator came to life. It
was very silent but in my hands it buzzed quite a lot. I
pressed the button again and the vibrator stopped buzzing.
Their was also a little black pair of undies that were made
to help keep the vibrator in a woman's pussy. This toy
was made so a husband could take his wife to the mall or
out dancing, and whenever he wanted, turn the vibrator on
by remote control. I had toys at home I used on Tara so this
was not a big shock. The note had the instructions all typed
out. Get her to wear this a few times out. Get her use to it.
Then next Saturday, have her back here playing a game with
the vibrator in her. Also, I was to meet them early Saturday
morning, about an hour and a half before Tara was to play. They
had another note they would give me then that they needed me 
to read. 

I drove and that night I told Tara we were going out 
shopping and she could buy a new outfit. She was excited as
it had been a while since I left her buy any new clothes. As
she was dressing I had her stop and lay back on the bed. I 
pulled the vibrator out and start playing with her pussy. She
asked me if we were still going to go to the mall. I told her
yes that this is just a new toy I bought for her. After I got
her wet I pushed it up into her pussy. It was off at that 
moment. Then I moved up to the bed beside her and started
kissing her. Then I quickly depressed the on button and the
vibrator started buzzing in her pussy. It was so quiet you
couldn't hear it from where I was but I knew it was on by
the way Tara jumped. She yelled that it turned on by itself!
Then I showed her the remote. I turned it on and off a few
times and she got a big kick out of it. I showed her the
undies that came with it and told her she had to wear it for
me at the mall today, and if she did she could get an extra
outfit. She jumped all over that. I helped her get dressed
and we were off to the mall. Ever five minutes or so I would
buzz her and I could see her jump just a little and a smile
come to her face. This wouldn't be too bad at all I thought.

Saturday came and I had already told Tara we were going to play
some tennis this afternoon around 1pm. I went to the courts
around 11:30am and there was a note on the bleachers. Look 
under the bleachers and get the package. There was a very 
small package under the bleachers. I opened it and there
was another small vibrator exactly like the one Tara had been
using. The note said to replace the vibrator with the one
in this box and the girls would be there to watch the match
and they would control the remote control. They suggested I
bring the other remote so Tara would think it is me doing
all the control, but in reality, it would be the girls. Also,
do not try to talk or approach the girls. They are just there
to watch and take a few innocent snap shots. I examine the 
new vibrator and it is an exact copy of the other one. About
three inches long with a wire on one end and a small hole
in the tip. I put it in my pocket and head home. When I get
back Tara is just coming downstairs. She is already dressed.
I dress real quick and before we walk out the door I tell
Tara I have something to tell her. I ask her how she would
like to go shopping this evening after were done playing.
She liked that a lot. Then I pulled out the undies and vibrator
and told her I wanted her to wear this while we played. I
thought she might put up a fight but she said it might be
a lot of fun. She quickly pulls off her shorts and undies, put
the vibrator up her pussy, then attached it to the special 
undies. Then she put her tennis shorts back on over that.

We went to the courts and I saw nobody around. I let Tara
see me putting the remote into my free hand and we started
hitting balls back and forth. About 10 minutes after we were
hitting I saw the girls arrive and sit at the bench. I then
saw one of them taking pictures while the other one was 
watching. I then saw Tara jerk a little then smile. She yelled
across the net, 'I will get you for this'. I knew then that
they were controlling the remote in her pussy. The one girl
seemed like she was taking a lot of pictures. The girls giggled
to each other a lot. I could make out a few remarks every now
and then. I heard stuff like, serves the slut right, boy will
they be surprised, how much is left, etc. I wasn't sure about
everything they were laughing about but I tried to listen any
anyway. After about 10 minutes of this the girls say something
about empty and they get up to leave. They were only here 10
minutes and I was surprised to see them leave. I was still
hitting balls with my wife as I watch the girls drive off.
About five minutes later my wife says lets take a break.
When she comes over to my side she asks me not to hit the
button anymore. I ask her why. She said I turned it on and off
so many times in that short spell that her undies were flooded.
She hasn't been this wet in years. We call it quits after about
an hour and I take her home and take my wife to the mall.

I get an email from the girls saying how much they enjoyed the
Saturday and they want just a couple more Saturdays from us.
Then after that, they will not bother us anymore. I hope what
they say is true and I setup another hitting session with my
wife next weekend. Again I get another email telling me to
be there about an hour and a half early. Again there is another
vibrator there that I am to use. It cost me an outfit or two
every time I have my wife wear the special undies and vibrator
but at least she doesn't mind it so much. The second week is just
like the first, the girls take some pictures, use the vibrator
a lot for about 10 minutes, then leave. Again my wife tells me
that the vibrator makes her soaking wet. It is now the coming up
on the third weekend. I get an email saying if everything is
ok tomorrow at the court, they will leave us alone. I am again
to go pick up a new vibrator and use it for today's session. I am
glad today will be the last day I have to worry about the girls
or what they will ask us to do. I go early to pick up the vibrator
under the bleachers at the courts. I open the package
but this vibrator is a little different. It's a little wider and
a little longer. It still looks the same it is just bigger in
size. I will have to make a story up for the wife as she will
be able to tell this one is different.

When I get home and we get dressed, I tell my wife the place I
bought the vibrator from had me take back the old vibrator as
they were breaking too often. They gave us a free replacement.
I showed it to her and she said it was a bit bigger. Yea, the
motors would wear out on the smaller ones so they went to this
size. She fell for it and next think I saw was her putting it
inside her cunt and then putting on the rest of her outfit. We
went to the courts and hit as usual. The girls showed up again
and the routine stayed the same. I would always try to pick up
on little things the girls said. I couldn't hear much but I
would pick up words or phrases every now and then. I heard the
one girl say this is the most they had ever got into one. Then
I heard the other say, yea; the story is coming out tonight
on the web page. What story, what were they talking about now?
Right on cue they started pushing the remote control to the 
vibrator in my wife's pussy. She always asked why I would only
push it on for a few seconds then turn it off. She said I would
do this for a full five minutes straight. It drove her crazy
some times. Well, today was no different but the girls stayed
an extra five minutes or so. Right as the girls were getting up
to leave my wife came over and said Please no more. My pants
feel like I peed in them. She lifted up the front of her skirt
as the girls had already gotten in their car and left. Her 
whole front of her pants were wet. I didn't know she could get 
that excited. I told her lets just go home and then go shopping.
I heard no objections out of Tara.

Tara jumped right into the shower and got ready to go to the
mall. The front of her special underwear and the front of her
red tennis shorts were all soaking wet. Tara couldn't believe
how much juice flowed out of her little pussy when the vibrator
was going off. She just attributed it to her being out in the
public and being all nervous and such. After we got home from
the mall, Tara was busy looking over the new clothes I let her
buy that night. I figure every time I have Tara do something
special for me, her reward will be some new clothes at the
mall. Plus I want her to look forward to doing some of the
things I want to do. If not for the thrill of doing them, then
at least for the reward she gets after were done. I sit down
at the computer and log on. I remember the remarks the girl
made about the story being on the web page tonight. I went to
the Tennis Slut web page and logged on. A big popup came up on
my screen and said click her to her the wildest story you'll
ever want to hear about our little "TENNIS SLUT".

I started reading the story and they were going over everything
that had happened. They talked about her husband getting her
to wear the vibrator out and then them switching the vibrators
at the last second. Then my eyes were frozen to the next few
paragraphs. I read more and with each line my throat started
to dry up. I kept reading and reading about what they were
doing. I couldn't believe it. That can't be true. But then
it all made sense. Let me quote a few paragraphs from their
web page:

"We talked the foolish little husband into swapping
vibrators with us right before the slut wife was to
start playing. These were special vibrators that you
can only buy in certain magazines around the country.
Instead of having a big battery in them, they have a 
tiny little battery that doesn't last that long. But
what they do have is a large storage area when you can
store any type of liquid that you want. Every time you
press the vibrate button, a large squirt of the liquid
is forced out the end of the vibrator and up into the
unsuspecting cunt. The user is suppose to think it is
only a vibrator but the person with the remote control
knows what is happening each time we press the button.
We wanted to fix out little Tennis Slut up special for
all of you paid viewers. We took a cup around and had
any guy we could jack off into it and we gave them
$15.00 each. The word got around fast and soon we had
guys coming in off the streets wanting to make the $15
We had guys as young as about 15 to as old as 65. If 
you would like to see vibrator one being filled, press
on the link Here."

I pressed on the link and a small movie started playing.
It showed a paper cup about 1/2 full of thick gooey
sperm. Then it showed a person taking the back off
the vibrator, removing the small fake battery, and
pouring just about the entire cup into the back of
the vibrator. He then closed the vibrator back up,
held the vibrator in a way that they camera could see
it easily, then pressed the remote control button
for the vibrator. You could see his hand shake a little
from the vibrator starting to shake, but you also see
a large shot of white goo shoot across the room. It
was a very powerful shot. Then the video ended.

I went back to reading the story line after the video
played. It went something like this:

"After we tested the vibrator we filled it to the top
and took it to the wimp husband so he could get our
Tennis Slut to wear it. The pump in the vibrator is
very powerful so it can shoot whatever is in the
vibrator as far up into the unsuspecting cunt as 
possible. For our cup, we had a potent mix of sperm
from all ages, all nationalities. We wanted to make
sure that at least on made it to its target. Then 
there was another link, click here to see week one."

There were the pictures of my wife playing with me the
first day. There were about 20 of them. Then I clicked
back to the website story:

"We took a picture each time we pressed the remote control
picture. As you can see we were able to get about 20 shots
of this potent baby making sperm up into our Tennis Slut's
cunt with her or her husband knowing about it. Then we
set the whole thing up for the next weekend again. We wanted
to make sure that her little slut cunt was loaded with as
much sperm as possible. This time we went down to the
CETA mission. Most the guys there were having a hard time
in their lives and they more then wanted the money we 
would give them for their sperm. In less then an hour
we had enough for the next week's treatment. Again we called
the willing husband and he switched the vibrator out for
a newly loaded one. We took a little more time with out
Slut this time. We didn't press the button quite as fast
as we wanted each squirt of white hot cum to find it's 
place up her tight little cunt. Again, we only had about
20 shots of sperm we could shoot up her. BUT, we made a
decision to go out and buy the next size larger vibrator.
We thought that this week should be the last week needed
to impregnate this wanton slut and we wanted to let as
many people contribute as possible. We went to the poor
side of town and this time we only wanted one type of
donor, BLACK. Again, we had no trouble finding people to
fill our cup up. This time we were able to get a FULL
paper cup of baby making, belly busting sperm. We started
pouring this into the bigger vibrator and we got a little
over 2/3 of the cup into the vibrator. When we tested this
vibrator, we saw that the amount of sperm it would shoot 
out each time was about the same amount as the average
guy would shoot. This means that each time we pressed the
button on the remote, a different guy was fucking out
Tennis Slut. Also, to let you know how many people she
would have fucked that day, click on the following link.
We took a picture of her every time we pressed the remote
button".

I had to look at the link and see how many pictures there
were. My good, close to fifty. No wonder my wife said here
cunt was flooded. Fifty guy's sperm shot up into my unprotected
wife's cunt. And it was the worse time of the month. All the
sperm was from black donors and who knows where a lot of the
guys had been. My hands shook and my face was pure white. 
What was I going to tell my wife? I looked at the website
and it said to stay tune for more to the story. I was
devastated. I couldn't sleep but I couldn't say anything to
my wife. The next day I got an email, it warned me not to say
a thing to my wife. I was to wait and here from them shortly.

A week then two went by. I kept waiting to see if my wife had
started her period. Finally she mentions to me that she is
about two weeks late with her period. She wants to go get
a pregnancy testing kit. I take her to the store and she comes
back and uses the kit. I see the look on her face when she
walks out the door. It shows I'm pregnant. Our first child.
I'm so happy. Then she comes gives me a big hug. I can't wait
to go out and buy clothes and setup the baby room. I am as
quiet as I have ever been. Everything is running thru my mind.
I know the child has about 0% chance of being mine. Can I
ever tell my wife. I just hold her as she cries in happiness
and tells me how wonderful she feels..... At to think, it
all happened with a bet from TV and a public showing out....
If I could only start all over!

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