1. Adventures on the Golf Course- Part I


    Date: 11/20/2017, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    I needed a new adventure... in the worst way! I’d like to consider myself an average gal that when given the time, can fix myself up to turn any man’s head. I stand about 5’3 to 5’4, so I am short by most standards. My boobs are all natural and an average 36c cup. I try to keep my waist in proportion to the rest of my body with crunches every morning. My guy friends say I have a “J-Lo Booty”, which I guess is a compliment, but only if I am letting it all hang out there. I am twenty four and I have been out of college about two years. College was a blast for me, because I could get any guy I wanted, at the drop of a dime, if I wore my tight jeans or tight fitting spandex running shorts and flashed a little bit of cleavage and a smile. I am not a whore, but I can think and act like one, if I needed to. I never had to buy a drink at a bar the entire time I was in college. College was my official wakening call to the wonderful world of sex. I tried to settle down with one guy for a while, but after experiencing a gang bang with a team of well endowed frat boys, I knew that I enjoyed sex way too much to keep my legs closed for only one guy. After college however, things changed and I did what I said I wouldn’t do, settle down. Unfortunately, I still craved the wild party days of college. I found myself two years removed from the partying lifestyle. I had an unfilled strong craving for unadulterated wild sex, but finding the right guy, became more and more of a chore. I didn’t ...
    want just any guy, but an athletic guy, someone who looked just the right way, someone who could look at me and instantly, I would melt. I began eyeing every guy I would see at the local supermarket, hoping to snare the right one. I wore shorts that were two sizes to small to show off my J-Lo ass. I made sure I wore tight, form-fitting, low cut shirts or sports bras to show off my cleavage. I got a lot of looks, but no takers. I thought for a while that perhaps I had lost that magic sex appeal and charm and it depressed me, until I started reading erotic stories on the internet. Suddenly, a spark ignited in my head. I needed to go to where the guys were, not a club with Latin heart-throbs, or the super-market, but a golf course. My only problem was that I didn’t know the first thing about golf and even though I could watch a few instructional videos on line, golf was still a tricky sport. I read on-line about a nearby golf course that rented out clubs. So I headed out to the driving range at a nearby golf course. I wore a very sexy short skirt and one of my form-fitting tight shirts, bobby socks and my cheerleader athletic shoes. I’m sure the guys in the pro shop thought I was some type of hooker, but I really didn’t care. I dropped my credit card on the desk and they brought me a set of clubs. I dropped three tokens into the “range balls” machine and set my bucket at the ball drop. The bucket quickly filled up and I totted it, and the clubs, out and on to the driving range. I ...
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