1. A Surprise On The Seventh Hole


    Date: 12/29/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: vvale, Source: LushStories

    After spending a full day golfing with my husband, I decided to write a letter to him, recapping the day's events. That was a great idea for us to go golfing today. I really had a great time. I also enjoyed the dirty talking that we did as we walked the course. It was a beautiful day. The sun was beaming on us, sweat starting to bead on our foreheads, between my boobs and in my pants. It was hot, but not as hot as you or what happened on the seventh hole. As we approached the seventh hole, the wind picked up. It was blowing my ponytail around. A light cooling drizzle started to come down; it got faster and harder and we started to run to find shelter. Luckily there was a little shack just off the fairway. As we ran I saw you look over at my breasts. They bounced up and down as I took deep breaths. The rain was dripping off my now messy soaked hair, down my face, down my chin towards my boobs. In the shack, it was warm and muggy but dry. I sat down on a bench that was inside and unbuttoned a few buttons of my shirt in order to wipe away the droplets of the cool rain. As I did so, I was startled by the noise of someone approaching. I tried to quickly button up my shirt but, in my haste, I did the reverse and slightly opened up more to reveal the soft curves of my breasts. “What’s going on in here?” a voice said with laughter. I must have looked funny and shocked when I looked up and saw who was standing there. “You're late,” you said. Your friend replied in laughter, “No looks ...
    like I'm just in time.” You must have called him and set this up when I went into the clubhouse to pay. I didn't know what was going on, whether he was here to play golf with us or you had other things in mind. It got very quiet. Thank goodness you broke the silence when you said; “Did you get all the rain drops off of your boobs?” I looked down, opened up my shirt and said, “I think so, what do you think?” You came closer and looked down my shirt and shocked me some more when you told your friend to come closer and look. I laughed and grabbed your hand and put it down my shirt. “Does it still feel wet?” “Nope not anymore, but I bet you soon will be in your pants.” We all laughed. I stood up and kissed you, holding your head, playing with your hair, capturing your soft moist lips on mine. I left your lips and trailed my tongue down your neck, nibbling as I went. I liked it when you reached under my top and cupped my breasts releasing them from my bra. Your friend came over and started kissing me, as you backed away to watch. The taste of orange Gatorade danced on my tongue as he kissed me deeply, passionately and fiercely. “Damn girl, you are a good kisser," he said and then told you, "You are one lucky man.” “Well, if you think she is a good kisser, wait till she goes down on you. She is the best.” Thanks for saying that, by the way. As I continued kissing your friend, you started exploring my body, teasing my hard erect nipples with your finger tips. You then lifted up my ...
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