Retreat

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Addie had always been an early riser, and despite their late night of sex and a sleep-interrupting fuck, she woke up shortly after sunrise on Saturday. Adam lay naked beside her with a morning boner that was just too enticing to ignore. She slid down the bed, gently lifted his dick and slipped it into her mouth. He woke up with a smile on his face just before he filled her throat with jism.

They had breakfast and were on the first tee at nine. The pro had matched them with two men whose wives had opted for tennis instead. They didn’t seem too pleased to be harnessed to a girl, no matter how beautiful, until they saw her stripe a long drive down the middle of the first fairway with a smooth swing they could only dream about.

They quickly moved Addie into the asset column on their scorecards and sat back in their cart to admire her physique and her skill. They were decent looking men, probably in their mid-forties. Ben owned an HVAC company. Hal was a general contractor who often threw subcontracts Ben’s way. They were both single-digit handicappers, as were Addie and Adam.

After four holes, Addie was one over par, tied with Ben and a stroke ahead of both Adam and Hal. She decided it was time to up the stakes.

“From now on,” she said, “we’ll wager a favor per hole. Anyone who beats me will get a favor from me of my choosing. If I get a skin on a hole, beat all three of you, I will get a favor also of my choosing. You chicken shits game?”

They were.

No favors were cashed in on the subsequent three holes, even though they all lost a stroke to par. On the eighth, though, Hal won a skin with a chip-in from the fringe for birdie, topping pars by Addie and Adam.

On the ninth tee, Addie feigned deep thought for a few seconds before declaring, “Okay, Hal, you get to cop a feel. Either my boobs or my ass.”

Hal quickly resolved the dilemma of choosing between two such alluring options. He shuffled around behind Addie, slipped his hands under her arms, pressed against her back and cupped her tits in his hands.

“Why, you clever devil,” Addie said, laughing and wiggling her ass against his crotch in reward for his resourcefulness. He continued to massage her breasts and crush his hard dick against her ass until the fairway cleared and they could tee off again.

“Tell you what,” Addie said. “As a ninth-hole bonus bet, I’ll play from the men’s tees with you. If none of you beat me — in other words, all I have to do is tie for low score — I get an extra favor. Probably not on the next tee because it’s near the clubhouse, so on the eleventh.”

The men agreed to the deal and realized they might have been hustled when she drilled another drive long and down the middle. The hole was a par five to close out the front side, and she, Hal and Adam all parred it. Addie danced around in anticipation of announcing the favor she would receive after another hole. First, though, she hustled into the women’s locker room to take a pee. And play with her wet pussy a bit.

The tenth was a fairly routine par four, and Adam cashed in with a three-foot birdie putt after a stellar second shot. Play was backed up. They faced the prospect of significant waits on tees the remainder of the round. So Addie took her time and then lifted her sleeveless polo shirt over her head, removed her bra and declared: “My favor is that Ben has to suck my left nipple. Adam’s favor is that he gets to suck my right nipple.” The men quickly began fulfilling the favors.

Addie played the remainder of the round without a bra, which made watching her fluid swing that much more stimulating.

No one won the twelfth, but Addie took the tough par five thirteenth with a long birdie putt. She did a little dance on the green and then waltzed to the fourteenth tee, exaggerating the sway of her hips and breasts, while Adam drove their cart and Ben and Hal let their jaws drop to the ground.

Addie looked around, could see no one with an easy view of the tee and pulled down her shorts and panties. “Hal,” she said, “lick my pussy.” Hal dropped to his knees so quickly that it looked like he’d been shot. He clutched her ass, she spread her legs and he spent the next few minutes with his face buried in her crotch. Only when Adam alerted them when the fairway was clear and they could tee off again did he reluctantly give her cunt a final lick and kiss.

All four parred the fourteenth. Then Addie uncharacteristically muffed a chip shot and bogeyed the fifteenth, along with Hal. Adam and Ben awaited announcement of their favors on the following tee. Addie teased them with kisses on the cheeks and quick brushes of her chest against theirs.

“Okay, you two studs,” she said. “Take out your dicks so I can suck them while we wait.”

They produced their semi-hard cocks without delay. Addie knelt between them and sucked one while stroking the other.

She had felt released from bondage while fucking Adam the night before. She was back to being the good-time girl she remembered fondly. Now, sucking a pair of dicks in the great outdoors, she thrilled to a gleeful wantonness, a willingness to not just push boundaries but to obliterate them. If a lady can smile with the tip of a cock in her throat, then Addie had a smile as wide as the fairway that lay before them.

The foursome had a substantial enough pause in play, and the group behind them was even slower than the ones ahead, so Addie had plenty of time to work their rods until both men blew loads down her throat. After she licked their dicks clean, she helped them pack them away so that they could play on.

Predictably, Adam and Ben scuffed balls everywhere but on a line to the hole on the sixteenth, but Addie and Hal both parred it. Hal won the seventeenth with a par, but they all agreed that the eighteenth tee was too visible for a favor to be granted there. Addie winked at Hal to assure him she had a plan to deliver the favor he had won.

In appropriate fashion, they all parred the eighteenth to finish on high notes. Although the men, of course, had hoped that Addie would blow up and distribute even more favors.

Addie told Ben and Adam to take the carts back to the pro shop and deal with their clubs. She took Hal’s hand and led him into the basement, where the locker rooms were. On her earlier bathroom break, she had noticed a special toilet room for “name your gender” people between the men’s and women’s facilities. It was unoccupied. She pulled Hal in, closed and locked the door and quickly stripped off her clothes. She pulled down Hal’s shorts and briefs, leaned forward with her hands on the sink and ass sticking out behind and ordered, “Fuck me, Hal. Fuck me.”

He drove his dick deep into her pussy. He leaned on top of her and reached around to cradle her jiggling tits in his hands. She braced her hands and feet against his ferocious thrusts.

“You are so fucking hot, Addie,” he hissed. “I can’t believe I’m actually fucking you.”

“Believe it, Hal,” she laughed. “Your dick feels really good in my pussy.”

“It sure does,” he said, laughing with her and squeezing her tits.

He pounded her harder and harder. She shivered with delight. When he came, he cried out, “Oh, shit, shit, shit. Fucking unbelievable.” After he emptied his load inside her, Addie swung around, crouched down and licked cum and cunt juice from his cock.

They found Ben and Adam looking over merchandise in the pro shop. The gigantic grin on Hal’s face told them that Addie had come through with a suitable favor for him. The men all shook hands. Addie gave Ben and Hal fervent kisses on the lips while hugging them tight to her chest. As they parted, she said, “You boys be good husbands now and go fuck your wives.” They laughed and promised to obey.

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Jeff wasted away Saturday morning reorganizing files he’d never look at again. He wandered around the house, remembering when he and Addie had fucked in the dining room, she’d given him a blowjob in the kitchen. The time she let him come on her face out on the deck. He stood there in the sunlight and jerked off, spraying his cum over the railing and onto the pool deck below. If only his wife were there with him.

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Addie and Adam grabbed a quick bite to eat and then went up to their suite to clean up and take a short nap. They clambered into the shower together to save time, but Addie soaped up her hands to clean his cock and balls, and there was no stopping them then. Adam’s dick sprung into an immediate erection. He fingered her snatch until he was sure the wetness there was not from the shower head. She braced against the back wall of the stall, and he guided his shaft into her twat. He was super excited from the series of favors on the course and soon shot multiple spurts of cum into her pussy.

Adam, naturally, had not been overly pleased with the favors Addie had bestowed on their golf companions. He recognized, though, that he had no hold on her, no claim to her devotion. And if this weekend was not to be the start of a beautiful relationship, it was an overflowing chest of memories.

Their nap was interrupted by the ringing bedside telephone about thirty minutes after they climbed onto the bed naked and lay uncovered on top of the counterpane. Adam answered. The caller was a friend of his who had arrived that morning, played a round of golf, saw Adam’s name on the pro shop registration sheet and wanted to know if he was free for dinner. He placed his hand over the mouthpiece, told a sleepy-eyed Addie that Mark was a good friend and a delightful dinner companion, so would she be okay if he joined them that evening. She agreed.

They met Mark in the lobby outside the restaurant at seven. Adam was divorced and unattached, so Mark was not at all suspicious, just envious, when he introduced Addie. They enjoyed another delicious meal and lively conversation. Mark was an accomplished story-teller, and he and Adam related many humorous anecdotes about their escapades together starting their freshman year in college. Addie grew suspicious that they had arranged this surprise meeting. But she ultimately decided that she really didn’t care if they had. She was having a great time with two handsome, intelligent, witty men.