Beginner's Luck

"Dude, you're holding that paddle like a dildo."

My friend didn't go easy on me. It was fair, though; it was the first time I'd ever picked one up. But I actually want to learn how to play.

I ignored their teasing and stepped back into position to swing. I’ve never been much of an athlete; I usually just do enough to stay healthy. But here I am, thinking I’ve finally found a sport I can actually enjoy.

I was chasing the ball everytime they swung the ball towards me.sprinting from one end of the court to the other. I felt great whenever I returned a shot properly, but sometimes I get discouraged when I make it fly out off the court.

After the game, my friend patted me on the back. He told me I did well for a newbie, which made me feel like I actually belonged there. Then he teased me for all the "flyballs" I hit.

My friends decided to call it a night, but I wanted to stay and practice. We said our goodbyes, and I headed over to the wall to work on my swings.

I was so focused on my swings that I barely noticed the gym was empty. Except for one other person. At the far end of the court, she was practicing her swings too, hitting a pickleball against the wall.

I think she noticed when I stopped hitting the wall, and looked at my way. I saw her smile at me and it almost melts me because of how beautiful she is.

I think she's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, and I am not exaggerating one bit.

She had large, round eyes and a perfectly symmetrical face. Her body was thin, but every proportion was spot on.

i think i actually drooled a little bit, she made her way towards me, I was speechless. Up close, she was even more perfect than I had imagined.

She smiled at me without opening her mouth, her cheeks puffing out slightly. She was so cute that I looked away. I blushed a little bit as I looked away.

"I like pickleball too," she said. "Would you mind playing a game with me?"

I tried to calm myself. I wanted to say yes, but I didn't want to sound like a lovestruck idiot while doing it.

I stuttered just saying "y..y..yes." She giggled, and it was so cute that I think I fell for her even harder, despite barely knowing her. (actually i don’t even know her name).

"Seeun," she said, reaching her hand out to introduce herself.

 I took her hand and gave it a firm shake. "Seunghan," I replied.

She smiled again. "Let's have a good game, Seunghan."

Just as we were about to start, a staff member walked over to let us know the gym was closing in 30 minutes.

"let's get started then" i said "so a 1 set match to 11?"

She agrees but wants to make a small bet to make it more exciting.

"What's the catch?" I asked.

She told me the loser had to give the winner a shoulder massage and buy the drinks, all while keeping the cutest smile on their faces.

I agree. I’m not sure if it was just bravado or the fact that I can’t ever say no to her, probably a little bit of both.

We flipped a coin to see who would serve first, heads for me, tails for her. I tossed it, it landed on tails, and just like that, she was starting the game.

Her first serve was surprisingly sharp, it caught me completely off guard.

she was jumping up and down with this huge smile on her face, totally hyped that she’d scored the first point.

At her second service, I was ready and returned it and we did have a little rally until she made a mistake and the ball hit the net on her return.

Now it's my turn to serve, and I'm down 0-1. My serve was honestly awful, but it managed to land it inside. She returned it easily, but then I just got lucky, I hit a sharp forehand that she barely had time to react to. That brought us back to a tie, 1-1.

The game was a total back-and-forth. She’d score, then I’d catch up, until we finally hit a tie at nine each. We were both playing like absolute beginners at times, making the kind of mistakes you’d expect from day one, but then we'd pull off a few plays that actually made it look like we were getting better. 

The problem was, every time I looked over at her, I keep smiling for no reason. And whenever she smiled back? I was completely gone. I couldn't focus on the game at all.

She scored two in a row, closing the game with a service ace for her eleventh and final point. She was ecstatic, jumping around the court celebrating, right until she slipped and hit the floor.

I dropped my paddle and rushed over to check on her. Even in her sweaty state, she looked and smelled incredible. For a second, it actually distracted me from helping her back to the bench and check on her.

she was nursing her left foot, I asked if I could take a look, she nodded.

I carefully guided her foot onto my lap, to check if it looked serious. 

Luckily it wasn't.

Still, I couldn't leave her there. I grabbed her things, carried it and help her off the court.

Once we settled outside, I asked her to wait as I ran toward the closest convenient store and grabbed some drinks for us and a bag of ice for her foot.

I grabbed a few energy drinks, some granola bars, and a bag of ice. After paying, I headed back to her.

She gave me a small, awkward smile when she saw me, probably still in pain.

I handed her the energy drink and granola bar, and once she thanked me, I got to work icing her foot.

"Ouch... it's cold," she winced.

I looked up and caught her watching me, biting her lip.

"God, she's beautiful" I thought. I wanted to kiss her right then and there.

I asked if it still hurt. She nodded, but said, "I think I can manage." She tried to stand up and walk it off, but she loses her balance again. I reacted quickly, catching her before she falls.

i asked her if she brought a car, she shook her head and told me that she took the bus here.

I told her I was driving her home and that it wasn't a request.

She gave me that beautiful smile again and cutely said "Okay". I grabbed both of our bags and walked her to my car.

The car ride wasn’t awkward at all, which surprised me. I had no idea she was this talkative; honestly, I could barely keep up with half of what she was saying, but there was just something about watching her happily yap away while I drove.

"We're here," she said as we pulled up to her building.

I reached over to grab her bag, and for some reason, I ended up carrying mine in the other hand too. I didn't even realize I was doing it until we reached her door, she gave me a small smile and thanked me for taking her home.

Then she remembered the bet.

Before I could say anything, she stood on her tiptoes and gave me a quick peck on the lips. 

"You still haven't given me that massage," she said, her cute smile shifting into a bit of a smirk.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her towards me, leaning down to kiss her. She kissed me back for a second before pulling away, with a playful look in her eyes.

"Let's get inside," she whispered in my ear, opening the door, she pulled me inside.

I didn't even bother looking where I was going, just dropping our bags on the floor.

The second the door closed, we were back to each other's lips.

My hands slid down to her ass, giving it a couple of squeezes before I lifted her up and carried her over to the couch.

She giggled the second she felt me pressing against her. "Someone's eager," she teased.

Then, she flipped us. Before I knew it, I was the one sitting back on the couch and she was mounting me, looking down with that cute smile I can never get enough of.

"So, about that massage," she asked. "Do you want to do it now, or later?"

both of my hands went to her waist to secure her position, we were both smiling at each other.

Then almost without thinking my hand slid up and lifted the hem of her pink tank top. 

She raised her arms and giggled, biting her lip. "Just the tank top?" she teased.

I gave her a few pecks before peeling the tank top off her, followed by her gray shirt and the white long sleeves underneath.

"Happy?" I asked.

She didn't answer with words. Instead, she grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head before wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug. 

"Now?" she whispered. "Yes, happy."

I hugged her too, and as we leaned into each other, I could feel our skin sticking together, probably just the leftover sweat from the pickleball court.

I whispered in her ear, "Should we take a shower first?"

She pushed back from me, puffing out her cheeks. "Okay," she said, "but only if you give me a massage after."

I bit my lips, picked her up like a princess, treating her like the princess she is and carried her into the bathroom.

We helped each other out of what was left of our clothes before stepping into the shower. We spent a while "cleaning" each other.

Once we were done, I dried her off with a towel, wrapped another around my waist, and carried her back to her room.

She laid face down on the bed, still wrapped in the towel. I sat beside her, leaning in to kiss her again, but she stopped me with a smirk. 

"Give me a massage already," she teased.

"As you wish, my princess," I teased, letting out a short laugh.

I asked her if she had any massage oil, but she just shook her head and told me "don't have one". 

Shrugging it off, I stepped up behind her and laid my hands on her shoulders, starting to massage her muscles lightly.

She let out a soft moan, saying, "Harder, please."

I obliged, digging deeper with my touch in her upper back. She sighed, her whole body finally relaxing under my touch. 

As I worked her shoulders, my eyes drifted to the towel draped across her. I leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to her shoulder, then whispered, "Can I take the towel off?"

She looked back at me with a smile. "Please."

I gave her shoulder one more kiss before reaching for the towel and pulling it away completely.

My hands moved down to her mid and lower back, keeping a steady pressure as I massaged her. 

God, her skin is so soft it’s addictive. Half of me wanted to stop the massage entirely and just lap her up with my tongue.

I kept my cool, though, letting my touch drift lower, teasingly sliding toward her butt. Every time my hand brushes against her butt, she lets out a soft moan telling me that she likes it.

Just when she was expecting that I would go lower with my massages, I shifted my focus to her arms.

To be honest, I spent more time on her armpits and sides, teasing her chest and letting my fingers brush against her nipples. 

I heard her let out a muffled "fuck" as she pressed her face into the pillow.

Every little tease made her moan, and she finally started begging me to go lower.

Which I did, slowly sliding my hand from her breast, down her side, until my hands finally arrived at her hips.

I started massaging her right thigh, but she kept brushing her foot against my dick. I was barely covered by the towel wrapped around my waist, and since I was already hard just from touching her, the teasing was making it almost impossible to hold back.

She gestured for me to come closer. As soon as I leaned in, her face just inches from mine, she whispered, "You know we can skip all this teasing and just get straight to business." She gave my cheek a quick kiss, then pushed my face away with a smirk.

The second she gave me the green light, my hand slid right between her thighs. God, she was wet down there, soaking even.

I keep smiling for no reason, I kept my fingers teasing her entrance, sliding against her before flicking her bean, and that was when she completely lost it. 

Her thighs tightened around my arm, her voice filled with desperation. "Fuck, inside... please."

And as a gentleman, I gave her exactly what she wanted and slid a finger inside.

God, she felt incredible. She was so warm and wet, pulling me in, so I didn't hesitate to push deeper.

She pressed her hand against her mouth to muffle a moan, and I took the chance to trail kisses all the way up from her lower back to her shoulder.

I reached up, pulling her face toward mine with my free hand, and crashed my lips into hers. I ended up slumping over her, neither of us wanting to break the kiss, and she let out a moan that was felt around the whole room.

My fingers felt a sudden tighten around them, pushing me out, i think she came, i know she came.

She was breathing hard, her chest heaving, so I shifted off her and slid to her right. She turned to face me, leaning in to press a few quick, soft kisses to my lips.

"Best massage ever," she whispered.

I kissed her back, pulling her body flush against mine, feeling my length brush against her, still sensitive entrance.

"May I?" I asked. 

She nodded.

That was all the invitation I needed. I slid inside Seeun, filling her completely.

"Fuck, so big." she said when i bottomed out inside her.

She locked her arms around me, pulling me close as I started sliding out and pushing back in.

I started to get a rhythm, and she was a mess inside and out.

The way she was squeezing around me... it made me not want to ever leave her.

She sank her teeth into my left shoulder, but I barely felt it. I was too caught up in the feeling of fucking her sideways, thinking about how we’d spent earlier just playing pickleball.

I hooked her leg over my shoulder and pushed deeper, hitting her cervix with every thrust.

She was gasping for air, her voice shaky. "Fuck, Seunghan... I'm close... don't stop."

I hooked her leg over my shoulder and pushed deeper, hitting her cervix with every thrust.

She was gasping for air, her voice shaky. "Fuck, Seunghan... I'm close... don't stop."

"Just let it go, princess... cum for me," I whispered. When she peaked for the second time, I didn't let her push me out. I stayed buried deep inside her, holding her tight against me.

She pulled away from me, gasping for air, but there was a look of pure satisfaction on her face. 

She laid on her back, chest heaving as she tried to recover. "Let me catch my breath," she said.

"Okay," I murmured.

She knew I hadn't came yet. When she looked up at me with that smile, the one that always gets to me, she whispered, "On top of me... please."

I didn't need to be told twice. I moved over her, lifting her legs to my shoulders, and slid deep inside her.

I wasn't holding back this time, chasing that high, pushing into her with everything I had. We didn't give a damn who might hear us. Seeun was a complete mess, moaning my name.

She reached up to grab the back of my neck, and when she finally hooked her fingers into mine, she pulled me down for a kiss. I didn't hold back, and the way she tightened around me, getting wetter with every thrust, told me she was right on the edge.

"Seeun... I'm close," I groaned against her.

"Me too..." she replied.

I kissed her one last time, hard, as I bottomed out inside her. She came right along with me, the heat of us blurring together as I filled her completely.

I pulled out of her, her slick was dripping with our shared juices.

I laid beside her, and she leaned over to kiss my cheeks before resting her head on my chest.

"Let's play again next time..." was the last thing she said before she fell asleep.

I pulled a blanket over us, tucking her in close before wrapping my arms around her and letting myself fall asleep too.

I woke up before dawn. Needing to pee, I slipped away from Seeun and headed to the toilet.

Once I was done, I grabbed my bag and pulled on a fresh pair of boxers.

I was just starting to gather up the clothes we'd left scattered around the room when the front door opened. A tall woman with jet-black hair and blunt bangs stepped inside.

OMG!