My story 'Man to Man' will give background to this surprising sequel.
My son Tommy left for his first year in college in August and came home the first for the long January break. He messaged ahead that he was bringing a guest for the first week, a fellow tryout for freshmen tennis, Ryan. I teach and coach tennis at the local college here. I was late getting to the airport to pick them up and seeing the flight was in went straight to the baggage area. There was Tommy and with him a striking looking young woman. Ryan it seems was named after her father. She was tall and lanky with close-cropped dirty blond hair in a hoody, jeans and training shoes. My amazement was obvious to my son and he said Ryan could have his room and he would use the sofa-bed in our basement rec room. OK! So off we went.
After they settled in it was late and we went out for supper. The next day we went early to my campus and spent hours on the indoor courts. Ryan had talent and form. Tommy had been a state champion in school and she gave him a run for his money. Her tomboy looks and mannerisms were sure in line with the current fashions of womens world tennis. Friday night when Tommy is home has been pizza night since he was a kid. We ordered in a humongous everything pie and I kept on hand a jug of Chianti to accompany it. We had showered and changed into issue sweat suits in the gym and collapsed down in the rec room. The pizza went quickly and we hung out with the wine.
Feeling somewhat aroused I ventured into casually drawing Ryan out in the comfortable wine-mellowed snugness of the rec room. 'Tell us your life story,Ryan'. She responded openly, even eagerly as if it all had built up in her introverted solitude and was suddenly released. She was an only child of elderly parents. She had been a loner since childhood and even in the teeny bopper years felt more at home in the more rugged company of boys than silly giddy girls. 'I've never even kissed let alone made out with anyone, but I've kicked a lot of butts', she said. I asked 'you are an appealing young woman, no sex life at all?' And she replied, 'I make my own and do really well with that'. I felt my crotch tighten and glanced over at Tommy and he sat with one hand doing a poor job of concealing his bulging sweat pants and our eyes met.
Well, the ball was obviously still in my court so I took a big swing at it. 'It's hot you mention that Ryan. Masturbation has never been a secret in this house'. She replied, 'Oh yeah, I know guys do it all the time and I've watched some of them show their cocks and jack off in the woods at summer camp. But I've never seen another girl do it like I do. I've seen a few cunts in the locker room though that looked like they could use a good finger job' and she looked over at Tommy and smiled at his predicament. With the wine jug now nearly empty that was all the kid needed. He hunched up and pulled down his sweats and his raging hardon slapped back with its uncut head in the hair just below his navel. He looked back at Ryan and said, 'OK, fair is fair Ryan in 'show and tell'-it's your turn!' She looked doutfully at me but no problem-my hand was buried in the top of my pants.
She stood up and stepped out of her sweats and then pulled down the flimsy running shorts under them. The sight was stunning-a prominent mound covered with hair parted in the middle by pertruding lips exposing a shiny red wet inside. She threw her sweat pants on the sofa and sat back down on them, thighs spread wide and popped her clit with the middle fingers of her right hand. There was a scurry of chairs forming a circle of the three of us, naked from the navel down, two wildly aroused and fingered boned cocks and one gaping sputtering cunt in the midst of a forest of hair. OH! Gotta break it off here and go for a big one!