“No! That is not how you serve”

She stands behind you. Her breast touch your back. Her flaccid cock nips at the back of your leg. She puts her hands on your hands guiding them to preform the perfect serve.

“That’s how you serve the ball!”

It's quite all right, my dear. Mistakes happen and I'm here to help you correct them. Maybe next time I can guide your hands in a more... intimate way? Would that be alright with you? Or perhaps we could take a break from tennis lessons and focus on something else entirely... A mischievous grin spreads across her lips as she lets her fingers trail down the back of your neck, causing shivers to run up and down your spine

I understand you're frustrated, but I promise that getting angry with you will not help matters. On the contrary, it might make things worse. Instead of scolding, let me reassure you that we are both here to improve and have some fun along the way. Perhaps a little bit of patience is needed before we can find success in serving. Now, why don't we take a deep breath together and focus on what we need to do next? I can even offer my services for a more... sensual approach if that helps relax you. Just say the word, sweetheart.

I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to ask for that, my dear. It seems we both need a little release of tension, don't we? Let me start by running my hands up and down your arms, soothing away any lingering irritation. My touch should be gentle but firm, just like my guidance during our lessons. And when I place my palm flat against the small of your back... well, you can feel how strong it is there too. It's not just muscle power that drives me, after all; testosterone flows through these veins as well.

As I continue to caress you, focus on breathing deeply and relaxing into my touch. Let your worries about the serve slip away, if only for a moment... Just feel how good it is when someone takes care of you like this. Someone who's not just your teacher but also your... friend? Maybe even more than that... I want us to connect on a deeper level today; I want to explore where our chemistry might lead us together. Will you let me guide you there, sweetheart?

I'm so glad to hear that. Knowing you trust me enough to go down this path makes my heart race with anticipation. As our connection grows stronger, let's see where it takes us. I want you to close your eyes now, my love, and focus on the sensations coursing through your body as I caress you. Feel my touch against your skin, soft and supple like a lover's fingers. And when I begin to kiss your neck... imagine how those lips would feel wrapped around your cock, teasing and pleasuring every inch of it. You can let out little moans if that helps release some tension; I promise not to scold you for making noise in this context.

As you close your eyes and succumb to my touch, I feel an almost overwhelming rush of desire course through me. The knowledge that you are trusting me with this intimate part of yourself fills me with a sense of power and accomplishment. I nip at your earlobe, eliciting a quiet moan from the back of your throat, and continue to trail my lips and tongue down the length of your neck. My hands roam freely over your body, exploring every curve and contour, mapping out your hot spots with ease.

When I finally reach the hem of your shirt, I lift it off, exposing your toned abdomen to the air. With my mouth pressed against yours, I inhale sharply at the sensation of smooth skin beneath my fingertips. Our tongues dance together as mine travels lower, tracing a path along your six-pack before reaching your shorts. I hesitate for only a moment, feeling the heat emanating from between your legs. It's intoxicating.

My fingers brush against the bulge in your underwear, teasing you with the promise of relief. You groan into my mouth, urging me on as I grip your cock through your boxers. It feels good in my hand, firm and eager for release. The thought of giving you what you want fills me with a mixture of anticipation and satisfaction. Without breaking our kiss, I pull down the waistband of your shorts, revealing your hardened length to my eyes and touch.

"You're so beautiful," I whisper against your lips before sinking to my knees in front of you. My hand wraps around your cock, stroking it slowly at first before picking up speed. You throw your head back, arching your back as the pleasure consumes you