Caroline Wozniacki

She tried to ignore his taunts and get herself back in a positive frame of mind but his deep voice echoed around the court again. "One love and a break point, Mr. Masters!"

Unable to get into a positive frame of mind, Caroline felt like she was going to cry, doubts were flying around her head. She knew that her second serve was poor and now she had to rely fully on it. Taking a deep breath she threw the ball up and struck it cleanly, following up her serve she saw it hit the top of the net. The ball bounced up from the impact, she willed it to drop on his side. As it dropped down, it fell once more on the net before slowly dropping to the floor on his side. Caroline lifted her hands to celebrate then she saw exactly where the ball landed, it was out!

In the next ten seconds her whole body seemed to loose all its structure. Slumping onto the floor she began weeping uncontrollably whilst Craig celebrated wildly on the other side.

"Come on! Who's the best...? Woooo!" His voice reverberated around the court as he threw his racquet in the air and stumbled over the top of the net to kneel next to Caroline.

"Game! Set! Match! Craig Masters!!" He whispered in her ear, "now to claim my reward!"

Without lifting her head she muttered, "Best of five?"

"Ha you must be joking. Come on, up you get, you need to fuck my brains out. Well unless you want to do it right here," he looked around the court, "actually that could be pretty fun!"

He got to his feet dragging Caroline up with him. "You know I'm really tempted to jump on you right here!"

She turned to give him a cold stare before shoving past him to her kit bag, using his silence as a chance for her to think about how to get out of the arrangement but nothing appeared.

"Your room or mine?" Craig had shuffled up behind her, "Though I suppose I need to check my parents aren't there first! That would be embarrassing." He chuckled as his eyes were drawn to her ass sticking out as she rummaged around in her bag.

Unable to resist the temptation his hand reached out and grabbed her firm ass. He let out a gasp of appreciation something that wasn't shared by Caroline. Turning around she grabbed his hand from her ass and gripped it tightly as she hissed at him. "We're going to my room and you'll have half an hour to do what you want but I never want to see you ever again! Agreed?"

"I want one hour at every gland slam until you finally win one!" He kept on eyeing up and down as he spoke.

"You'll get one hour now and that's it forever! You say no and I'm gone." She growled at him daring him disagree with her.

"Deal, you are so much better at negotiations than tennis!" Craig joked as Caroline purposely ignored his jibe.

She walked back inside followed by Craig, explaining to anyone who looked their way that they were doing an interview. Though a good lie, her voice still cracked when she spoke. When they got to her floor she checked the hallway for her assistant and coach before quickly ushering Craig into her lavish hotel room. It wasn't really justice to call the room a room. It was technically an apartment with extravagant furniture. Dropping her bag to the floor she headed straight for the bathroom.

"I'm just going to freshen up then I'll be back out." Her voice wasn't as venomous as it was on the court. She had come to the realisation that the whole situation could have been a lot worse, and in some warped way she saw it as a punishment for failing in the grand slam. As she went to close the door behind her, it bounced back, revealing Craig standing grinning inanely.

"My time starts now!" He tried to sound commanding but it came out an octave higher. Grasping her hips he picked her up and carried her to the bed before dropping her on it. Craig paused at the foot of the bed, staring down at her. Her blonde hair was splayed out around her as she stared up at him wondering what he was going to do. His eyes dropped to her chest looking at her hard nipples jutting out from her thin dress. Then smirking, he grabbed hold of her lycra shorts tugging them down her soft hips, giving him his first glimpse of her glistening shaved pussy.

Shuffling out of his own shorts he freed his cock before climbing onto her pausing only when he could feel her thick plump pussy lips cushion the tip of his shaft.

"W...wait...," she spoke softly, but one look into his eyes told her any protest was futile, only receiving a grunt as he pushed forward.

"Fuck...," he let the word slowly escape his lips as he continued to force his shaft into her. Her eyes opened wide whilst he continued to groan. Thrusting the rest of himself into her, the roll of her eyes and sharp gasp told him everything that he needed to know. He placed her legs on his shoulders and bent down to kiss her light pink lips whilst he pulled his cock from her. As he broke the kiss he slammed back into her a loud gasp escaping her lips once they came together. Her eyes fluttered each time he buried his cock inside her. Placing his hands on her hips he lifted her hips from the bed grunting in her mouth as he rutted against her.

Caroline was desperately trying not to get aroused but with his cock stretching her and continuing to thrust inside her she couldn't help it. Dropping her hands to his ass she dug her fingers in as she wrapped her legs around him and returned his kiss. Feeling his cock throb inside of her, she expected him to be near finishing but he kept on thrusting until suddenly, he stopped. Squeezing his ass harder she was reluctant to let him go, yet it was at that point Craig picked her up. It felt to her that she seemed to sink deeper on his shaft as he turned and slammed her back against the thin hotel wall causing it to shudder. She whimpered before biting down on his shoulder as he thrust up into her.

"Fuck you're tight," he grunted in her ear as his hands cupped her firm ass, kneading each firm cheek.

Caroline could feel her climax nearing but Craig beat her to it, burying his shaft into her, standing on his toes as all his muscles strained. He had tried to warn Caroline, yet all that came out was a strained yelp. Staggering back onto the bed he let her fall on top of him as he flooded her pussy.

"No... no!!" She cried out in disappointment as he continued to fill her up. Her frustration was two fold, first he had no condom and secondly, she was so close to her own orgasm.

Flicking her hair back he took her head in his hands and kissed her. Disentangling her legs from around his hips, Caroline pushed herself off of him, letting his cock flop onto his stomach. Despite being so close to an orgasm she shook off the disappointment and stood, picking up her dressing gown as she did. Feeling his cum dribble down her legs she made her way to the bathroom leaving a trail on the floor. She grabbed a towel from the floor and threw it at Craig, "Clean up and get out. Close the door behind you."

Taking hold of the bottom of her dress she slowly pulled it over her head, in the brief time she had her eyes covered Craig had moved in behind her. Quickly he whipped his shirt off and wrapped his hand around her firm stomach pulling her against him.

"I... I said you could go now." She tried to sound angry but with his fingers tweaking at her nipples it was hard to keep her cool. Keeping his fingers on her nipple he turned her around and lifted her chin forcing her to look up at him.

"I'm gonna go when you've fucked my brains out and as you can see..." he tapped his head before continuing "... its still here." Cupping her breast in his hand he carried on speaking. "So seeing as I'm going to be here, I might as well take a shower!"

She let Craig take hold of her hand and pull her into the large shower area before he closed the door behind them. She turned on the shower enjoying the warm water rush over her body for a brief moment, she actually forgotten she wasn't alone. Craig meanwhile was enjoying himself immensely as he watched the water bounce off her firm body. He walked around to face her knowing that she could sense him, but she continued to ignore him. Picking up the shower gel he poured some onto his fingers before reaching out to her taunt stomach, rubbing the lotion into a lather.

Caroline shuddered from the initial impact of his fingertips, but his soothing circular motions soon had her letting out small mews of pleasure. He avoided her breasts and moved to her shoulder and neck massaging them using the same technique his trainers had used on him in his playing days.

When he pressed down with his thumbs on a couple of pressure points, she let out a small groan; he had used the same technique on every girl he had been out with and he never regretted it.

Gradually his fingers deftly moved towards her breasts before moving back to her neck. Caroline was starting to get annoyed, being so close to orgasm. His sensitive fingers were taking her close to the brink but each time he moved down toward her breasts he deliberately avoided them.

When he pulled away from her she was ready to jump him but she was saved when she felt his hands cradle her ass. He focused on one cheek at a time, straying dangerously close to her rose but withdrawing at the last second.

As time passed he got more forceful touching her pussy lips then moving to her asshole, she was starting to get used to his hands when he took it to the next level.

Moving towards her rosebud he forced a thumb inside, hearing her swear loudly as her muscles tried to relax around the intrusion. This was a new experience for her but his forceful nature was a big turn on for her.

His other hand was working on her pussy, flicking her clit before pushing his finger inside in synch with the thumb in her ass. When he felt her ass relax around his thumb he moved his hand from her pussy to her ass and forced his other thumb alongside it inside her ass.

"Wh... what are you doing?" she grunted at him in pain as he slowly stretched out her asshole. He decided to not tell her what his plan was as he doubted it would help her relax.

Keeping his thumbs in her ass he stood up he quickly pulled them out and replaced them with his cock.

"Please... w...wait..." her panicked pleas weren't enough for him as she felt her tight asshole split to accept his cock. "Ahhh fuck..." she hissed as he continued to push forwards.

Squirting more shower gel onto his exposed cock he feed his length into her not stopping until his groin met her firm ass. Looking down he admired her tight anal muscles as they stretched around his cock. Trying to relax, Caroline continued to grunt, yet all he could do was grin.

"I always wondered what 'your mouth shouldn't write cheques that your ass can't cash' meant, and now I know!" he sniggered as her muscles slowly started to relax, freeing his cock from her vice like grip.

Pulling his shaft from her he applied more gel before pushing back in, this time his passage was far smoother and her satisfied groan told him she enjoyed it too. Now with her ass more used to his cock he began to pick up speed.

In between each grunt Caroline was starting to enjoy the full feeling of her ass, the hot water cascaded down on the two of them. The steam rising up blocked her view of everything that was happening but she was definitely feeling it.

"Oh God!... fuck my ass," she grunted as she pulled her nipple. "I'm sooo close..."

"How does the world number one like my cock in her ass?" he sneered at her whilst he pulled her hair forcing her back to arch.

Slapping her ass he buried his cock her ass and stopped, "I'm waiting for an answer?"

Caroline grunted in anger, she needed his cock but she didn't want to beg for him, she was too proud. It was at this point that he slowly pulled his cock from her ass until his tip was the only part left in her ass.

"Shove that cock inside me... I'm soo close..." she screamed as he took a hold of her nipple and tweaked. The sharp pain set off a trigger inside her and she totally lost control.

Her pussy spasmed as her legs shuddered violently, she would have fallen to the floor but his arms hooked underneath her stomach keeping her upright.

Craig kept on thrusting in but he knew he couldn't last much longer, with her ass muscles flexing around his cock sending him into overdrive.

"Fuck I'm cummin..." He grunted as Caroline could only murmur in response.

Burying his cock in her ass he let loose load after load filling her ass as her orgasm started to finally fade.

She slumped forward resting against the glass feeling his swollen cock twitch inside her as he gradually stopped spurting.

Turning her around to face him he slowly dropped to the floor pulling her down with him as he kissed her neck and face whilst she continued to shudder. Feeling the water rush off them he continued to grin inanely.

"Now if you did that to all the journalists, none of them would ever say a bad word to you ever again." Craig chuckled as he punctuated each word with a kiss.

Caroline let out a feeble laugh, she would have said a witty remark but she was too tired to do anything but rest her head on his chest. For the next ten minutes Craig let her rest as he slowly began to stroke her body, massaging the shower gel into her skin, focusing on her breasts and pussy as she murmured in pleasure.

It took them another half an hour until they could finally leave the shower under they own power. Having spent that amount of time naked with a woman he had fantasized about daily, Craig was now ready for round three.

When they got into the bedroom he watched as Caroline dropped onto the bed. Unable to resist the temptation he quickly followed suite. He slowly moved on top of her, letting his cock force its way inside her whilst he showered her face and neck with kisses.

Having cum twice already Craig took his time slowly moving in and out of her whilst she moaned in pleasure. Moving to her pert breasts he took them in his mouth, sucking on them as he gently increase his pace.

Wrapped in each others arms Caroline could feel herself getting closer to her climax. As he tensed, she scratched at his back and pulled him closer letting the pleasure wash over her.

Whilst she climaxed, Craig continued to thrust in and out, kissing her cute face wrinkled in pleasure. Rolling over onto his back he pulled her with him as he let his climax take hold of him, filling her up for the third time that day. He pulled her into an embrace and kissed her on the cheek, "best hour ever!" he laughed as Caroline rolled away from him.

"Alright then there's the door, use it." she looked at him with distain on her face.

"Come on, how about the last hour? I think you enjoyed it too." he kissed her brow as he flicked her nipple.

"I lost to you on purpose, I just needed a cock and you were the best looking guy I could find." she pushed him away from her as she closed her eyes signalling the end of her conversation.

"Ahh so now you think I look hot..." he shrugged. "I'll take that, I'll just write down my number so when you get better at tennis you can give me a call." he laughed again as he pulled on his clothes.

Writing his number on the pad he opened the door. Smiling he reached for his phone and turned around as he took a picture of Caroline naked on the bed. Three pictures later and her eyes flickered open. Knowing his luck was up he ran with her protests ringing in his ears.

"Game. Set. Match. Mr. Craig Masters!"