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 skind 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 tbetween 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 cin, "and how are you on this lovely sunny day?"

"Fine, thank you," Zoe replied, her head full of all the things she wanted to say but managing to resist the

temptation, and instead just going on, "You're early this week, you usually arrive just as we're about to start."

She wanted Dave to know that she noticed him and was also probing to see if he might give her any leads.

To her inner delight, he replied: "Yes, | know I'm usually running late, no need to rub it in - but I'm at a bit of a

loose end today, and have been given the day off!"

"Oh lucky you!" exclaimed Zoe.

"Not really", Dave said, "I have no idea where to have lunch after tennis today."

"Oh well, you could cover after the gfor coffee and a sandwich if you like...", Zoe blurted out, not

letting herself stop to think about what she was doing. She couldn't look at Dave as he answered, hoping against

hope that he would say yes.

"That would be lovely, that's very sweet of you, but are you sure it wouldn't be any trouble? | don't want to get in

the way of any plans you have."

"No, really, | only have sboring work to do and semails to write and | would love a distraction from

those, it would be no trouble at all." "Well then, thank you, | would love to," Dave replied.

As they headed out on to the courts for the lesson, Zoe could believe neither her luck at his being free nor her

boldness at inviting him.

She wondered momentarily whether she was taking too big a risk, but decided that despite her fantasies that

nothing was likely to happen. Dave had a girlfriend as far as she knew, and it would just be nice to chat.

The lesson was a demanding one, and to their surprise, Zoe and Dave played well together, having a good

understanding of each other's strengths and weaknesses, and they enjoyed their partnership, celebrating their

3-1 victory with high fives.

They left the court together and headed out to their cars. "See you in a few minutes," Zoe said, and 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 them.

Zoe parked in her drive and saw Dave pull up in his driveway. Before getting out of the car she took a couple of

deep breaths, trying to steady the butterflies in her stomach and stop her hands shaking with excited

anticipation. By the tshe reached for the car door, Dave was standing on the drive next to it, and he

courteously held the door open for her and then shut it after she had gotten out. She led the way into the house,

almost babbling in her excitement: "Cin, this way, that's great..."

Calming down a little now that they were inside, Zoe asked Dave if he wanted coffee or a cold drink, and then

had a sudden flash of lust-driven inspiration.

"I'm being really stupid." she began, "You must want a shower, it was quite a workout. Why don't you use our

guest bathroom while | get us drinks and something to eat? | can let you have towels and anything else you

might need..." "Are you sure that's not too much trouble? | 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 idea.

"You get started," Zoe said, "I just need to get you towels and a robe, so if you don't mind, leave the door

unlocked and I'll bring the stuff in once | hear that you're in the shower. | promise not to peek!"

"Oh, don't worry at all, I'm a grown man. I'm not shy. But what about you, don't you want to have a shower? |

don't want to stop you."

Zoe 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 wait, showed him where the

shampoo and shower gel were and left the bathroom, giddy with excitement as she heard him taking his clothes

off and turning on the water.

She grabbed a towel and bathrobe from the hall closet, waited a few seconds and then quietly 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 cin and she watched for

a minute or two before making snoise so that he knew she was there.

"I've left the stuff, are you OK? Do you need anything else?" Zoe asked, not wanting to leave the room yet.

"Someone to wash my back would be nice." was the very surprising reply.

Zoe paused, thinking Dave must be joking, and then as she was about to make a joke of it herself and leave, he

went on: "No, really, | don't want to hog this lovely shower. You must want one as much as | do, so why don't you

join me, partner?"

"Are you sure?" she blurted out, "I mean, I'd love to, can't think of anything better, but only if you mean it."

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"Oh Zoe, | mean it all right, | want to share your shower with you, please take your things off and join me."

Zoe needed no more prompting and quickly pulled off her tennis shorts and top, unhitched her bra and pulled

down her panties. She had done this so many times before on a Friday ready to get into the shower and touch

herself, but this was infinitely more exciting.

She pulled open the shower door; Dave had turned around again and she stood behind him. She poured some

gel into her hands and began to massage it into his shoulders and back, feeling him start at her touch and then

pressing back towards her as she rubbed him.

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near the point of no return, the point

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innocent massage was going to turn

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Dave put his right hand on hers and, still facing away from her but speaking more firmly said: "It's o. k., don't

stop, | want this to go on if you do."

It was as if he had read her mind, so closely did his words echo those unspoken in her head. Needing no further

prompting she reached down and, as she knew she would, found his hard cock straining up to meet her touch.

She stroked it gently at first, seeing what she could tell from feeling it before she saw it.