Holiday Fun (F/m) | 2016

Our second story for y'all... Here's our first for those who missed it!

It was our last full day and after a lot of sightseeing and travelling, we reserved it as a day of rest. Our hotel had lots of activities included in the package so we decided to head out and take advantage of the Pitch and Putt.

We grabbed our clubs and headed out onto the course. We are both competitive people but I have to admit my golf skills are nowhere near his. However, this was irrelevant as the game took a very different turn. At first it was just a normal game of me being embarrassed because my balls were flying all over the place (hehe the golf balls, I am a girl.) The greenskeeper was whizzing around on his ride on mower and we kept having to stop and let him pass. Eventually after three or four holes he disappeared. In passing, R said “I want him to leave so I can get your boobs out.” Well, I decided to get them out for him. The greenskeeper had left and whilst there was another couple on the course, we were out of sight so as I teed up, I pulled my strapless top down for him. I don’t know if he was shocked or excited or both but it was a good look. He took a sneaky picture on his phone and I pulled my top back up. I took my shots and my boyfriend came over and slid my top back down. He kissed me and then took my nipple in his mouth. I shuddered. It felt so good and the risk element was turning me on. I could feel him through his shorts and he wasn’t stopping there. He slipped his hand down my shorts and into my thong. My head dropped back in pleasure. His fingers teasing my clit. He stopped and grinned, motioning it is time to move to the next tee. I begrudgingly agreed, longing for his fingers. We get there and my skills definitely have not improved. I asked for a cheeky little lesson, which he gladly gave. Pushing his cock against my ass and sliding his hand down onto my thighs. Sadly, he steps back to let me take my shots. As we walk after my wayward shots, R says “There are some nice dips over there, might lay you down.” Immediately my pants moisten at the thought of being fucked on the golf course. A lone guy has just started his round and is approaching fast so we move on. When we reach the next tee, R says “We could go down to those reeds and you could suck me off.” I was nervous but ridiculously horny so I followed his sexy tush down. He slipped his shorts down and popped out his erect cock. I couldn't get to it quick enough. I took it deep in my mouth. He groaned and slid my boobs out again. He directed me off his cock and kissed me deeply. All I could think about was fucking him but we were now within view of the couple further ahead. We continued round the course but I kept scanning for opportunities to whip down his pants. Every time I could rub him over his shorts or slip my hand in, I did. He couldn't keep his hands off me either and at the seventh hole, after putting our balls in, he grabs me from behind and slides his hand round and down my shorts. I gasped and slid my hand round and into his. We start breathing heavy and I wriggle into him. I turned round to look at him and spotted a gardener coming up fast from behind on a quad bike. We jumped apart and he continued on, un-phased. Not knowing whether we'd been caught, we eased up but speed round the last holes. We dropped off our clubs and went straight back to the room.

As we got close to the room, I could feel my pants getting wetter. The anticipation was killing me. Our clothes didn't stay on very long and soon I was licking his nipples and playing with his penis. His hand teasing my clit. He threw me down onto the large mattress, pulled me to the edge and put my legs over his shoulders. Those perfect fingers started going at me and soon my pussy is soaked. He kept going, switching between my clit and thrusting his fingers inside me. I cum hard and squirt on the bed and up his stomach. He grinned and said “Good girl!” He slipped his cock in and started pounding me. Having just cum, I was sensitive and I got close again. He pulled out, much to my disappointment but he wanted me to cum several more times before him. So I slide back on the bed and got him to lay down. He directed me to clean him up, I did so obligingly. I asked him if he wanted to take some naughty pictures, he fetched his camera and handed me his tablet so I could look through our ideas folder. I was crouching on all fours on the edge of bed flicking through and he couldn't resist. He started playing with me again. His fingers moving up and down and in and out. I was dripping so he fetched a towel. Throwing it underneath me and returning to his favourite spot. It was hard to focus on pictures. I showed him the ones I liked and he flipped me over. (Fingers never faltering for longer than a few seconds.) Teasingly thrusting his cock inside me for just a few strokes before pulling back out and replacing his hard cock with his magic hands. Using both hands on my pussy, I couldn't control my body. Writhing and groaning loudly. I squirted again, drenching the already damp towel. He sent me to the windows to pose behind the curtain. Holding the light fabric across my naked body, he approached me after a few snaps, spun me around so my body was pressed against the large window, on full show to anyone watching. His hand slid over my chest, he pinched each of my nipples before letting his hand slide down my stomach to rub my throbbing clit. I push back into his crotch slightly, but the curtain is between us and my thirst for his cock touching my skin grows more. Then I was ordered to the bed and to drape the sheet over myself for some more photos. Every time he moved my leg or arm, his fingers would slip between my thighs longingly. As we took a few snaps on the sofa, all I could think about was straddling him and riding him. I want him. My pussy is drenched, my thighs are damp. I beckoned him to the couch and immediately lower myself onto him. He groans and says “There is that perfect wet pussy.” I was so turned on I rode him hard. I could see he was close but I didn't slow down as I was so close too. He came hard and just a few seconds later I did too. I collapsed onto his chest as he was panting. “Have I killed you?” I asked. He nodded, unable to talk.

Best last day of holiday ever.