Almost flat redhead
by admin
Almost flat redhead showing her pussy
Sexy Golf Wager
Another afternoon of golf seemed to be just what Brent needed. His wife would never understand the freedom from the world s stresses and quality time in the sun a quick round of golf provided. Brent grabbed his cell phone and dialed up his longtime golfing buddy Jack.
What s up Brent? Jack asked upon seeing his buddy s name on the caller ID. Just calling to see if you wanted to try and squeeze in 18 holes before it gets too late.
No problem I ll meet you there and we ll try to hook up with another twosome on the first tee. was Jack s response.
Brent and Jack arrived at the course about the same time. They signed in and headed off to the tee box. Both men let out a collective groan as they approached the first tee. It was their worst nightmare two women had their cart parked beside the ladies tee on the first hole. The afternoon was doomed to be shot. The chance of getting in 18 holes before dark had just slipped to smaller than the proverbial snowball s chance. The guys looked at each other and U-turned it back to the clubhouse for a beer.
The men were explaining their woes to the pro/bartender when he suggested wryly that the men ought to suck it up and head back out to the tee. The pro would give no further details and laughed as the guys walked out carrying their beers.
As the men approached the tee they began to immediately understand the bartender s suggestion. These were not your typical bridge in the morning golf in the afternoon country-clubbing women. In fact neither Brent nor Jack had ever seen anything like these ladies on a golf course before. Both were stunningly beautiful in a traffic-stopping kind of way. The slightly taller woman had jet black hair and possessed a tan of unequaled proportion. She was curvaceous and had an hourglass figure. The shorter woman had brown hair with attractive highlights running throughout its length. If her playing partner had a great figure she had an even more remarkable physique. Her shoulders bore the tone of a former swimmer and they supported two of the larger breasts either man had seen. The shorter woman had a very small waist as accentuated by her short golfing skorts. Her leg had calf muscles reminiscent of an Olympic gymnast.
After collecting their chins from the cartpath Jack and Brent virtually sprinted to try and catch the ladies before they left to play their second shots.
Hello. Jack nearly shouted to the ladies in their cart.
Both ladies turned to see who making such noise on the course. Neither woman had even noticed the gentlemen who had arrived on the men s tee behind them. An initial glance at the men caused the women to look at each other and smile. Both men were about six feet tall and had the look of the not-quite yuppie yet thirtyish scene. One man had light brown hair that may have been blonde in his younger years and an amazing smile on a somewhat slender frame. The other man was built like a football player with virtually no neck as muscles seemed to occupy every bit of his physique.
Shall we? asked the taller Allison. I m game if you are. responded Robin.
The ladies turned around and motioned for the men to go ahead and tee off and join them in the fairway. The men adjusted their shorts and teed off. Surprisingly all four of the golf balls laid pretty close to each other in the fairway.
Would you like to join us for 9 holes? came Allison s invitation. Wouldn t mind at all it would be a pleasure. My name is Brent and this is Jack.
Hi. I m Robin and this is Allison..
Nice to meet you. said Jack.
The foursome came to Robin s ball first and she approached her ball and winked to Allison just before she bent over from the waist to wipe some dirt from her ball. Brent literally could not believe the view he just received down the front of Robin s shirt. Attempting to be a gentlemen he quickly glanced away to Allison. Allison only smiled. After cleaning her ball Robin promptly lined up and knocked her second shot right on the green. Both men congratulated her on a nice shot and awaited Allison s shot. Allison s shot was every bit as nice as Robin s and both women were on the green in regulation.
The men were both in amazement at their outstanding good fortunes. Not only could these women play golf but they looked so good doing it. Brent could not resist telling Jack about the view he had just received and relayed that he thought that it was nearly an intentional act. With all of this on their minds both men were lucky to even make contact with their next swing. Both men hit the green and all four golfers were putting for birdie. The first hole ended with birdies for Allison and Jack and pars for Brent and Robin.
What do you say we make the next hole more entertaining? Robin asked on the way to the next tee. What do you have in mind? Jack responded his mind racing and hoping. It appears that we all know how to golf here so how about girls against guys. said Allison. No problem. But what are we playing for? asked Brent. Hmmm. Winners choice at the end of each hole. Allison volunteered. Winners choice? questioned Jack. The winners get to solicit any act or acts from the losers for the duration of the next hole. Allison winked at Robin.
Jack and Brent looked at each other as if they had just won the lottery. The teams discussed a few ground rules and headed to the next tee with gusto. Jack hit first and in his excitement knocked his ball directly into a batch of trees. Although Allison had honors the foursome was at the men s tee and Brent hit next. Brent caused his partner a sigh of relief by knocking a straight arrow safely to the middle of the fairway. Displaying no concern for the wager at all both women hit beautiful shots just short of Brent s. When the hole was finished Robin had carded the only birdie leaving the women as winners of the second hole.
Time to pay up. Rejoiced the triumphant Robin. You name it. volunteered Jack. O.K. Mr. Eager come over to this golf cart kneel down in the grass and lick my pussy while the other two tee off.
Seriously? Jack could barely believe what he had just heard and thought he was being teased. Robin did not answer. She reached her hand to the top of her shorts and began undoing the buttons as Allison walked towards the tee with Brent. As Robin s shorts began to move down her thigh Jack understood just how serious this wager was. A bet is a bet and Jack was no welcher. He walked around the cart and knelt before Robin. While the hair on Robin s head was brown with the highlights there was no way to determine her natural hair color as her pussy was shaved smoother than Jack s face. The now exposed pussy already had a drop of moisture at it s opening and Jack extended his tongue to collect it. Robin lay back in the cart and spread her legs as Jack s tongue began to lightly trace the outer folds of her moistening pussy. Each movement of his tongue brought another tingle to her spine. Jack was in heaven as he had always loved to orally please women. Robin s large breasts began to rise in a slow rhythm as his tongue began to explore further into her now wet pussy. Jack lifted each of Robin s thighs with his hands and he delved further into her slit. Oohh. That s it. moaned Robin. Deeper. Fuck me with your tongue….That s it fuck me.
I m going to come on your hot tongue.
I m going to……. Robins s tits were bouncing up and down in a frantic pace and her hips were bucking expectantly when Brent approached: You re up. we ve teed off. Brent said. Jack stood and said the bet was completed the other pair had teed off. Despite Robin s unfinished orgasm Jack was right the time for the tonguing was complete. Robin s pulled up her shorts to her knees and gently wiped herself with a clean golf towel from the cart. Brent and Jack just looked at each other and smiled completely shocked at their good fortunes. Neither had ever played a round of golf like this in their lives. Robin leaned over to Allison and whispered that Jack must be able to lick his eyebrows as he had just given her the tongue-fucking of her life. Allison looked at the small wet spot in the center of Robin s shorts and smiled.
Given the extra encouragement from the open sexuality of the betting on the last hole. Brent won the third hole of the day. Despite his football-type build Brent had an unusually apt ability for golf. He always assumed it was just the hand eye coordination that a lifetime of athletics had created. When he called up Jack this afternoon he had no idea it would lead to the words abou