Adventures on the Golf Course- Part I - Sex Stories

Sex Stories, Erotic Stories, Porn Stories, XNXX Stories, Adult Stories, XXX Stories

Sex Stories Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Fantasy, Incest, Hardcore, First Time, Dark Fantasy, Young, Group Sex, True Story, Romance, Masturbation, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Teen, Erotica, Lesbian, Mature, Bi-sexual, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Virginity, Taboo, Humiliation, Female/Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Threesome, Bondage and restriction, Gay, School, Voyeurism, Non-consensual sex, Cruelty, Love Poems, Violence, Teen Male / Female, Ass to mouth, Coercion, Wife, Male / Females, Job/Place-of-work,
Best Porn Sites

Adventures on the Golf Course- Part I

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

been standing. “No, no, no,” he remarked. He put his muscular hands on my hips and repositioned me. “ Spread your legs a little farther apart,” he commented. “When you go to swing,” he instructed, “Swing back slowly and turn your hips.” As he spoke, he pulled back on the right side of my hip. Instinctively, I took a step back. “No, no, no,” he remarked, “You have to keep your head in and feet in place.” He demonstrated the right way to swing, making it look so effortless. I lined up and took another swing at the ball. Swoosh. I missed the ball entirely. “No, no, no,” Evan intoned. He stepped up behind me and put his muscular hands around me, repositioning my hands on the club. “Hold it like this,” he remarked. He put his hands over mine and showed me how to hold the club. He towered over me at about 6’0, but he was careful to not be pushy. He gently guided my arm back, as I held on to the club. “You draw back slow, keeping your eye on the ball,” he remarked, “Then you swing in one smooth motion, following all the way through.” Evan stepped back and I did as he instructed. Swoosh. Ping! Zing! I had no idea where the ball went. “Yes!” Evan exclaimed, “Thatagirl! That is the way to hit a championship drive!” I was excited and I tossed my arms around him, hugging and thanking him. Evan placed his arms around me and patted me on my back. “Just keep your head down and keep practicing,” Evan encouraged. Our brief hug initiated a strong desire that I hadn’t anticipated. “How much ... would you charge for lessons?” I inquired. “Oh, I don’t give lessons,” he responded. “You should,” I replied, twirling a finger in my pony tail. I could tell our close proximity had caused a bulge to form in his pants. He kicked a couple of balls to the side and lined them up for practice swings. I stood by and watched. Every swing seemed effortless and the balls sailed high and far. “You’re good,” I remarked after he hit his last ball. “Do you play by yourself?” I inquired. “Not usually, but I am today,” he responded, “ . . .unless you want to tag along.” “I’m not any good,” I replied, “ . .. but I’d love to watch you in action.” I chose my words carefully and discreetly, just to gage his reaction. “Come on,” he replied. I picked up my golf bag. “Let me,” he remarked, taking my bag and slinging it over his muscular shoulder. I followed him to a row of golf carts and watched as he strapped our golf bags into the cart. I slipped on to the leather white seat beside him and we took off. The wind blew my skirt up, briefly exposing my white panties. I slapped my hand down on it to keep it in place. As we rolled up to the first hole, he remarked, “You first.” I dropped my ball on the close cut grass and looked down the course for the pin. “Yo!” Evan called out from the cart. In his hand, he held up a little white wooden “t”. I was truly a novice as I had no idea what the item was. I walked back to the cart and he handed me the “t”. “You put it in the ground,” he instructed, “…and then ...