by Vanessa Wu
“When are you free?” Grace asked. “You only need to book a tee time if you want to show me your technique.”
“I could probably fit you in after work tomorrow. What do you think?”
Grace pretended to check her diary and nodded. “Tomorrow it is, Danny. I’ll meet you at the course.”
She watched him swagger back to his desk. Three out of three and just in time for the big tournament next week.
Friday, late afternoon – the Ninth Hole … In the Rough
“Shhh, someone’s going to hear us! I’m a member here, babe, I don’t want to get thrown out, or seen.”
“Well you should’ve thought about that before dragging me into the bushes and doing … this …” Grace was already enjoying the delights of Contestant #3, and she gasped as his fingers slipped deeper inside her. She let her head drop back, glad for the support of the large oak tree behind her as a half stifled moan escaped from her lips. Danny silenced her with his mouth, kissing her long and hard as he pushed his fingers deeper, searching for the sweet spot that would make her whimper again. He grinned as he found it and felt her legs buckle beneath her. Good thing he was holding her up with his other hand, pressing her against the rough bark of the tree. Danny knew just what the ladies liked and he intended to show Grace exactly what made him so popular. He’d had his eye on her since she started and he had to admit that he was a little pissed that Nathan had gotten there first. But what the hell, that just gave him the opportunity to show her she was wasting her time with the small fry. His sales figures were higher and his cock was bigger and he was fairly certain that Grace would be more than impressed. He’d certainly had no complaints from any of the other girls—inside or outside of the company. He let his thumb stroke across her clit, loving the little noises that she made as he teased her.
Grace was so turned on, the exhibitionist in her loving the fact that they could get caught at any moment. Danny was so completely not her type, but there was something to be said for a change of routine and oh-my-god he was good with his fingers.
“Please … make me come,” she moaned as he teased her over and over, “and then I’m going to beat you at this ridiculous game.”
Danny laughed. “Just for being a little brat, I think I might leave you hanging until you come good on that promise.”
He slipped out of her and brought his fingers up to her mouth, pushing them inside and making her taste herself on him. She pursed her lips to suck them, her eyes never leaving his, her tongue wrapping around each digit then smirked as he bit his lip.
“Don’t play this Casanova routine with me,” she said, fumbling with the zip on his shorts. “You want to fuck me just as much as I want you.”
She palmed his erection to prove her point and he closed his eyes, trying to stifle a moan and failing miserably.
Grace slowly moved her hand down the length of his velvet hardness. She bit her lip wondering if she’d be able to accommodate all of him. He hadn’t been lying when he’d bragged to Julie in Accounts about the size of his cock! She looked up and rolled her eyes as she realized he was looking smugly at her, nodding.
“Oh yeah, baby, it’s just a big as they say it is!”
“Shut up you arrogant asshole and fuck me already.”
As she spoke Grace pushed his shorts down to his ankles. He was circumcised, shining wet with precum, and she tried to wrap her fingers around him but he lifted her up, positioning her over the rosy tip of his cock. She wriggled against him but he held her tight, teasing her pussy, gently nudging at her soaking pout as she panted and clutched at his shoulders, trying to impale herself on his thick shaft.
“Tell me how much you want me,” he growled as he lowered her slightly and her breath hissed through her teeth as she shook her head.
“No, you tell me how much you want me,” she moaned against his lips, her fingers in his hair, pulling his mouth hard against hers, lips, teeth and tongues mashed together as Danny held her in place and thrust into her.
Grace’s screams were muffled by his kisses, her body limp in his arms as he stretched her wide and obliterated any sane thought in her head. All she could think about was how good he felt inside her. She didn’t care who heard them or if wayward golfers came looking for their ball. Her nails raked down Danny’s back.
“Try not to leave any marks, babe,” he grinned. “ ’ Don’t want my Saturday night asking awkward questions, do we?”
Grace was tempted to scratch him harder but she was distracted as his lips connected with her neck, kissing her softly and making her shiver. Her head fell back against the abrasive bark of the tree and she closed her eyes. His mouth was warm and soft, in contrast to his rough hands cupped over her ass as he pulled her down hard onto his cock and ground his hips, grazing his groin over her clit.
“You’re such a dirty girl,” he murmured against her lips, fucking into her hard, shoving her against the tree as she clung to his shoulders. “I want you to scream for me.”
Grace was moaning as she bucked up against him, trying to match his rhythm, desperate to feel him against her clit again. “I want you to make me come,” she told him.
Danny’s legs were shaking and he stopped to take a breath. “I need to put you down, babe. I can’t get as deep as I want like this.” He lowered her to the ground and looked around them. “Perfect.”
He kicked off his shorts and guided her over to a fallen tree, bending her forwards over it and spreading her legs wide so that she was completely exposed. Her fingers barely touched the ground and she tried to turn around to see what he was doing. Grace needed him back inside her, and being this exposed, her body prone and spread for him, only enflamed her need.
Danny knelt behind her and dipped his tongue into her waiting wetness, his fingers slipping around her waist and finding her clit, stroking gently as he fucked her with his tongue. She pushed back against him desperate for something bigger to fill her.
“You taste so good,” he said as he lapped against her desperate pussy.
“I need you to fuck me,” she gasped as her legs quivered with the strain of keeping herself in place.
Danny withdrew his tongue but, instead of standing, he traced further up with his tongue and she squealed as he connected with the pink pucker of her ass, probing her with the tip of his tongue.
“You like that, babe?” he asked and she nodded, unable to speak as he pinched and teased her clit, his tongue laving across her ass. At last, Danny stood up and positioned himself at the gape of her pussy, sliding just the stout head of his penis inside her.
“You’re just a fucking tease …” she almost wept and then tensed as she felt his finger pushing where his tongue had just been.
“Relax, babe,” he groaned, “I’m going make you come so hard you pass out.
As he spoke, he eased his finger a little further. Grace relaxed forward onto the broken tree and let him do what he wanted. His dick was stretching her pussy and, as his finger slipped in to the knuckle, she could do nothing but focus on the pleasure and the delicious pain that assaulted her limp body. In and out, his finger matching the rhythm of his shaft and, as he got faster, his other hand slipped down to her clit, holding her tighter to him as he found the little bud and stroked. Grace moaned and bucked as he drew her closer to orgasm.
Danny watched her, slowing his strokes as he sensed her getting close. What a fucking view, her perfect little ass stretched around his thick finger, her pussy clutching at his cock, the skirt of her little dress rucked up to expose it all, and the smooth, tanned flesh of her lower back. She was totally lost in the moment, abandoned to the absolute pleasure that he gave her, and it made him so hot to see her like this. He wished that he could see her completely filled—front and back, top and bottom—and he idly wondered if the other guys would be up for a little foursome. The only thing hotter than fucking and fingering her like this would be if
one of the boys fucked her mouth and one fucked her ass while he pounded that adorable little cunt.
Grace gasped as she felt her orgasm build. In the distance she could hear voices and she wondered if they’d be discovered just as she came. She imagined shocked and scandalized faces, unable to turn away from her naked body spread out over the fallen tree as Danny filled her from behind, his naked ass pounding into her. Thinking about being watched pushed her over the edge and she wailed as her orgasm took hold, her legs stiff and her body tense, her pussy pulsing around his thick cock and her ass gripping his finger. Danny didn’t stop, his strokes on her clit softer and lighter as she convulsed around him, panting and trying to catch her breath. He fucked her harder and deeper, pushing her into the tree trunk, eventually removing his finger from her ass so that he could grip her hips and hold her steady.
“Oh yes, baby, that felt so good,” he moaned. “You like that, huh? I made you come hard didn’t I?” As he spoke he slammed into her and she felt him start to tense up, his cock jumping within her. “Oh Jesus, fuck …”
Danny tensed up, his body pinning her down hard as his cock twitched and Grace felt the warmth of his cum as he unloaded inside her. He slumped over her and tried to catch his breath, his face close to hers.
“You’re fucking awesome,” he said, slowly standing up and pulling out of her, wiping his cock on the golf towel he’d grabbed from his bag and mopping her pussy so that she could get dressed. Grace stood up, a little unsteady on her feet and looked for the panties she’d discarded so carelessly a while ago. Danny picked them off a branch and waved them at her. She giggled as he threw them over and tried to step into them without falling over. He wrapped his arms around her and held her steady. She leaned against him, his body solid and reassuring and he kissed her on the forehead.
“That was a pretty incredible hole,” she said smiling at him. “Let’s see if you’re that impressive around the rest of the course.”
Back in the clubhouse Danny bought her a drink. “A perfect round, Gracie, but you know, I think we should play in a foursome again some time.”
“I’d like that,” she said, her pulse racing and her nipples hardening as she considered Danny’s proposition. “I was hoping you’d all be interested in teaching me a lesson again.”
“I’ll speak to the boys,” Danny smirked, “I’m sure we can sort something out soon.”
Grace sipped her drink, a wicked glint in her eyes as she thought about exactly what Danny was driving at. She had known he would be on the same page as her, she just hoped the other two would be as interested. Adam was a fairly safe bet, but she wasn’t sure if they’d be able to persuade Nathan. Although it hadn’t taken much to get him to take her on the golf course, she wasn’t sure if he was going to be as keen to share.
The Morning of the Match
On the day of the tournament, Jay Morgan arrived as scheduled. Grace made a point to speak to him as soon as she saw him. She was certain that he would appreciate the direct approach, instead of all the testosterone fueled posturing that he normally had to put up with.
“Grace! Fantastic to see you again. How’s the new job?”
Grace filled him in on how fantastic the new agency was, name dropping some of their bigger clients to impress him. They were deep in conversation when Danny and Adam came over to interrupt.
“Gracie, bad news, babe. The competition is a 3 ball, so we took a vote and you lost. No hard feelings, but the boys gotta stick together if we want to win this thing.”
Grace’s heart sank. She needed to play today to keep herself in the picture and close the deal. If she wasn’t on the course with Jay, the next time she’d see him would be in the clubhouse, and by then it would be too late. Someone else would have sealed the deal.
“Now wait a second, guys …” she started to say.
“Well this is perfect,” Jay said. “Grace, we need a third for our team. My Sales Director let me down at the last minute. We were just resigning ourselves to a forfeit. You’d be doing us a favor if you joined us. What do you say?”
“Thanks Jay, I’d love to,” she said, flashing a huge smile at Danny and Adam.
“The deal is mine!” she mouthed at them, loving their looks of disbelief.
Five hours, a lot of talk and a few glasses of champagne later, Jay had agreed to go with Grace’s company for his new campaign. She had his verbal agreement and an email to Gary to confirm the deal was theirs. Grace’s golf, frankly, had been appalling, but she was on top of the world. Gary had promised her a huge bonus and the rest of the team were already talking about how she had managed it.
Jay shook her hand as he left. “Great doing business with you, Grace. Lovely day. I’ll speak to you tomorrow to thrash out the details.”
Adam, Nathan and Danny were torn between annoyance that she had beaten them and a twisted pride that one of their team had won the deal.
“Like you said guys, no hard feelings. Let me buy you a beer and then maybe we can … celebrate?”
“Yeah?” Nathan asked. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well, I’ve got champagne back at my place. We could go and have a little party, just us four?”
“Fuck the beer,” Danny said. “Let’s take this party back to your place right now. I like champagne, babe, and I’m definitely up for … celebrating.”
Grace looked at the other two. “You ok with that?”
“Hell yeah,” they said. “Let’s go!”
Grace opened the door to her apartment and led them into the open plan living room, before going to the kitchen to get a bottle and some glasses.
“Good work, boys,” she said. “I have to admit I’ll never be a golf pro, but the lessons were a whole lot of fun, and the Morgan account will be fantastic for the agency.”
“You did a great job, Grace,” Nathan said, taking the bottle and opening it with the skill of someone who did it on a regular basis. Grace watched the muscles in his forearms flex as the cork popped and a shiver of desire ran through her. There was something about closing a big deal that made her really horny, and she was hoping that the boys felt the same.
“Yeah, really nice work,” Danny said winking at her.
She shoved him playfully letting her hand linger on his chest as she did so, catching his eye so he could see that it wasn’t an accident. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her in for a hug letting his hands wander across her back and down to her backside.
“Hey!” she giggled, pretending to protest, while at the same time pressing herself tighter against his groin. She had a flashback to the golf course and to Dan’s huge cock stretching her wide. She wondered how it would feel to have him in her mouth while Nathan filled her pussy.
Nathan handed her a glass of champagne, his fingers grazing Grace’s as he held her gaze. Danny let her so that he could take his glass and Adam came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“So, Gracie,” Adam said. “Now that you’ve had all of us, which one is the best in bed?”
Grace laughed, “You sales guys are so competitive.”
They all looked at her expectantly and she ran her eyes over each of them, as she pretended to think about it.
“You know, I couldn’t possibly choose between you,” she said. “I don’t think it would be fair after having you all just once. Maybe I need to put you all through your paces together before I make that decision.”
As she spoke, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a jet-black satin and lace bra that hugged her curves, pushing her breasts up so that the soft flesh spilled over the cups. She shrugged off the blouse and tossed it onto the sofa. She stopped to gauge their reaction, smiling at their wide eyes and open mouths.
“Unless you’re not up for that?”
“Oh hell, Gracie, we’re more than up for that, aren’t we boys?” Adam couldn’t get his shirt off quick
enough, looking at the others for confirmation that they were all going to get naked.
“We’ve talked about this at the office, but I never though …” Nathan didn’t even finish before his t-shirt was over his head.
Grace looked over at Danny and grinned. “You too, big boy?”
“Try and stop me,” he said. “And get out of that tiny little skirt now.”
Grace unzipped the skirt and let it fall to the floor, exposing a lacy black thong. She did a little twirl for them. “How’s that?” she giggled.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Nathan moaned fumbling with his zip and pulling his pants off. His cock was rock hard, straining against the jersey fabric of his shorts and Grace reached out, running her fingertips up and down the restrained flesh, making it twitch as Nathan bucked against her hand. He pulled her to him, his lips finding hers, kissing her hard while Adam and Danny also stripped down to their briefs. Grace closed her eyes and let the sensation of Nathan’s warm body against hers flow through her. Nathan’s hands were on her waist holding her tight against him, and then someone else’s hands were on her ass and someone was unclasping her bra. Nathan spun her around and pulled off her bra, freeing her breasts for Danny and Adam. Grace leaned back against Nathan and sighed as the other two lavished their attention on the heard peaks of her nipples. Nathan kissed the soft skin of her throat, his hand skimming over her stomach and down to the edge of her thong. She moaned, melting beneath the assault of their affections.
“I vote we take this to the sofa,” Danny said, pulling back and pinching a glistening nipple between his finger and thumb, making her squeal. “I want to watch while one of these guys goes down on you.”
They picked her up between them and carried her over to the sofa, setting her down and making her comfortable. Danny and Adam sat down on either side of her, and Nathan knelt on the floor between her legs, his hands on her thighs as the others took it in turns to kiss her, stroking her body, kissing and licking her breasts.