Adventures of Jason, Teenage Stud Ch. 11

The Adventures of Jason, Teenage Stud

Chapter 11

Fore Play

By Western Tiger

(This series takes place in 2012 and traces the growth of a shy young male teenager with extraordinary physical gifts as he grows into manhood and begins to realize his sexual power. It is meant as fantasy and fun. Each story stands alone, but to get his full adventure read the entire series. All the characters in this story are 18 years old and of legal age.)

It was four o'clock on a muggy Friday afternoon in August and I was sweating my ass off as I attempted to hit another golf ball on the driving range at the country club. I thought to myself as I sliced another ball, "Why am I here?" The answer would be that this was my mother's birthday gift to me months before, and I had successfully managed to put off my golf lessons till now. She was of the opinion that a man knowing how to play golf was a necessary skill in business and life.

Last Monday night when I got home after successfully seducing both Emma, the head lifeguard at the pool and Mandy, a beautiful housewife that I had met at lunch that day, my mother informed me that she had made an appointment for me to take my first golf lesson on Friday afternoon with the golf pro at the club. I tried to get out of it, but she insisted and used the old "I paid good money for this birthday gift, and you will use these lessons" ploy. What could I say? She did work very hard to keep a roof over our head and food on the table, so being a good son, I acquiesced.

Besides how could I really complain? This was to be my last week of working until school started in two weeks, I was riding a seemly unending string of hot sexual conquests and had more dates set up in the coming days. My life was pretty cake for an 18 year old.

As I stood there sweating in the late afternoon sun waiting for the douche of an assistant golf pro to stop helping the pretty young teenage girl with her golf grip, I thought back over how my week had played out.

Tuesday morning as planned, I had showed up at Mandy's office at 8 AM for our early morning rendezvous before I went to my job, and we picked up right where we left off the day before. Hot sex all over her husband's new office.

As I entered the front door that led to the 2nd floor office, Mandy greeted me at the top of the stairs and told me to lock the door behind me. She watched me so intently as I walked up the stairs with this wolfish grin on her face that I thought she might eat me alive. When I reached the top stair, she grabbed my arm and yanked me into the reception area of the office and slammed and locked the door. Turning to me, she grabbed the hem of the cute, frilly sundress she had on and pulled it over her head revealing the awesome naked body that I had fucked stupid the day before.

"I have been waiting for this moment since you left last night. I have never been fucked like that, and I want more. Much more!" She blurted out as the horny lawyer's wife pressed her lush body against me and kissed me with a passionate hunger that got my already aroused teenage monster to full mast status. After we swapped spit for several moments, Mandy broke the kiss and pulled my t-shirt up over my head, and then she quickly began to unbuckle my cargo shorts. "I'm going to suck all the cum out of your big young amazing cock," the cheating wife declared.

She bent over to yank down my shorts and underwear at the same time, and my 12 inch rock hard cock sprung from my shorts and smacked her right in the face. Undeterred, the sex-crazed housewife pushed me down onto one of the cushioned office chairs and knelt in front of me. Mandy quickly pulled off my shoes and then took my shorts and underwear off each leg. I was now sitting naked except for my socks in a chair with my legs wide spread and my raging penis pointing straight up at the ceiling like a missile. The lustful female then crawled between my legs and began to fondle my eager cock and balls. As her smooth hands gently stroked up and down the length of my meaty weapon, viscous pre-cum started to leak from the piss slit. Mandy quickly lapped up all the thick cream flowing from my sensitive cockhead, moaning, and whimpering with desire.

"I am going to give you the best blowjob you ever had," she promised just before she devoured half of my rigid shaft. Looking up at me the entire time with wide eyed zeal as she licked, sucked, and slurped up and down my thick spear, the woman that I had fucked into a cum slut the day before delivered on her promise. It may not have been the best blowjob, but it definitely ranked. For fifteen minutes, Mandy kneeled before me and nursed my teenage monster closer and closer toward a giant orgasm. When it arrived, I screamed out in ecstasy as hot jizz shot down her thirsty throat. My erupting balls pumped so much sperm out that the eager housewife could not swallow fast enough. Thick, hot cum overflowed her mouth and spilled down over her bouncing breasts, then dripped down her tits and onto her lap and the new office carpet.

When finally my balls had emptied for the moment, Mandy sat back on her heels and used her hands to scoop up much of the excess cum from her face, tits and thighs and licked it off her fingers. As expected my giant shaft had not shrunk an inch and she was eager for us to continue our stimulating carnal adventure. For the next hour, we fucked like demons. First, we had a long bout on the couch in his office as I drilled all 12 inches of teen cock into her wanton overwhelmed pussy. Screaming herself hoarse every time she climaxed, I pounded my fleshy spear into her soaking, spasming vagina again and again until I shot a second load deep into her womb. Then using silicon lube she had brought specially for this morning; I bent her over her husband's desk and introduced her to the joy of anal sex. Screaming and bucking under me as I drove about 8 inches of hard cock up her tight, humid asshole with each thrust, Mandy could not stop cumming and squirting cunt juice all over the office as I continuously plowed into her quaking body. Finally, I came for a third time deep inside her clinching rectum. I pulled my still bulky shaft out of her exhausted body and went to clean up in her husband's office bathroom. I left her bent over and spread out on top of the desk with cum dripping out of both her cavities.

When I came back into the room, she was still laying dazed on the desktop, and I used my phone to snap a secret photo or two of her leaking backside for my personal collection of conquests. The office was a slimy mess with cum and sweat and juices everywhere and smelled like a whorehouse just like the day before. I did not know how she would be able to clean it up before her lawyer husband arrived back in town that afternoon, but that was her problem. I kissed her goodbye, promised to see her soon and rode off on my bike to my warehouse job.

When I arrived and clocked in, I ran into Sally, my mom's new work friend, who had seduced me during an evening shift at work the week before. We had made plans to spend Wednesday together on her day off at her lake house, and she was checking to see if we were still on. I enthusiastically said yes, and she told me she would pick me up at 10 in the morning after my mom went to work.

I had the opportunity for even more sex that night when I got a text from Sheri, one of the two college girls that had picked me up at the pizza joint also last week. She wanted to know if I could see her that night. Yet, knowing that Sally was going to fuck me into the ground, I begged off and made plans with Sheri for Thursday night.

At 10 in the morning, Sally's pickup truck rolled up outside my house and I happily got in. Sally was dressed in a short skirt that showed off her tanned bare legs and a ubiquitous University of Georgia football jersey that strained to contain her large fake breasts. It became clear very quickly that Sally had nothing on underneath the jersey and skirt, and I took full advantage of that as I played with her tits and teased her hot, moist cunt during the 30 minute drive out to the lake. By the time she parked in her driveway, she was so wound up that her exposed cunt was leaking all over her car seat.

Sally swiftly pulled me into the house and back to her bedroom where we stripped and fucked for two hours on her oversized California king bed. She then made us lunch and we had another fuck in the kitchen. It was then back to the bedroom for even more sex. Sally was voracious and we could not get enough of each other's body. I have no idea how many orgasms she had, but I came in her ass, her cunt, down her throat and between her tits before we were finally fucked out. The afternoon was topped off with a nice cool swim in the lake before she drove me home. I was so tired from Sally's inspired lovemaking that I went to sleep by 10 PM.

Thursday was my last day at the warehouse, and as my shift ended, Sally and my mom had a little party for me and some of the crew from the loading dock. It was very nice of them, but the fun was ruined by Jack, the asshole crew chief and Sally's ex-boyfriend when he barged into the office and demanded the crew get back to work immediately. Then he made some nasty comment to me. Now that I did not work there anymore, I could finally respond, and I told him to eat shit. That set him off and he started for me when my mother, his direct boss told him to back off or she would fire him on the spot. It was funny to see him cut down to size by a woman. He hated that she could order him around, but he backed down and went back to the loading dock. What made that moment even sweeter for me was that I had just fucked his ex-girlfriend for hours the day before.

I rode home and quickly took a shower. Then made a beeline on my bike for the college where I met up with Sheri around 6:30 PM. She only wanted one thing from me and that was my rather large cock. Since she did not have her own apartment, we jumped into her SUV and drove out to the abandoned sub-division where we had made love before. We pulled down her back seat and spread out a thin mattress she had brought. We undressed, smoked a joint and proceeded to fuck each other senseless. I forget how many positions we tried out in her car. Missionary, doggie-style, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl plus a bunch I had never heard of or tried. By the time we were finished two hours later, Sheri was so fucked out that I drove her car back to the campus. She was a little wobbly as I helped walk her to her dorm. I kissed her goodnight and told her I wanted to see her again, but I already knew that I could have her body anytime I wanted it.

As I rode home on my bike, I realized that I had not used my extra-sensory gifts one time since Monday when I seduced both Emma and Mandy. I thought that was odd. I gotten nudges of contentment or joy from the other women I had fucked this week, but not any of the strong signals that someone was interested in me or wanted my cock that Aunt Vicki had told me about. I had just come to realize that I had these gifts, and they were already gone? Maybe they only appeared when I was interested in someone new? There was still so much about the mental gifts my father had passed down to me that I did not understand yet.

So that had been my pretty busy week so far. Amber, my supposed college girlfriend was returning the next day after two weeks back home. I knew she would want to catch up on a lot of missed sex with me. However, I had been a very bad boyfriend as I had cheated every day with one or more of the nine different women I had seduced since she had been gone. I felt a special place in my heart for Amber, since she had taken my virginity and taught me so much about sex, but I was having so much fun fucking other women I really did not need a committed relationship or even a girlfriend.

Yet for all my recent success, I had nothing lined up for later tonight. Maybe my string of daily conquests was finally over, and I would end up watching TV with mom tonight. That wouldn't be too bad; I could use the rest.

That is when I was pulled back to reality when the guy standing next to me said, "What a perv!" I turned to look at him. Was he talking about me? Then I realized he was talking about the assistant pro who was flirting outrageously with the two young girls who were part of our class. There were five of us who was giving a group lesson too. The two girls, me, the guy standing next to me who when to the cross town high school and a younger boy about 12. The lesson today was how to properly grip the clubs and work on our shots. The two girls were clearly underage - maybe 14 or 15. Very cute in their little skorts, but the pro was at least 35. Watching him tease the girls and compliment them was very cringy.

About that time, I noticed a golf cart driven by a pretty girl in a light brown top and dark brown skirt go by with the cart loaded down with 40 to 50 baskets of golf balls. I had seen her drive by at least three times since we had been out here on the driving range. "Who's that driving that cart?" I asked the guy next to me.

He looked over his shoulder, "Oh that's Paige, the ball girl."

"What is a ball girl?" I inquired.

"She is in charge of collecting all the golf balls that get used on the driving range each day and putting them in these buckets of balls that we are using," he said as he pointed down at the buckets that the pro had provided us with.

"She collects them by hand," I asked incredulously?

"You don't get out to a golf course much, do you. You see that shed way over there?" He pointed to a metal shed on the other side of the range. "There is a special cart inside there that she drives around a few times a day. It sucks up all the balls that are out on the driving range. Then she fills up the buckets with about a hundred balls each and drives them over here so they can be rented to the golfers who are practicing. They get stacked inside this shed behind us."

"Oh, I didn't know that" I responded. I was hot and sick of watching this dickhead golf pro flirt with these underage girls, so I decided to go check out the ball girl. "He won't notice, but I am going to take a piss," I stated.

He just nodded as I made for the shed behind us. It also contained the bathrooms for the golfers using the driving range. As I walked around the corner of the building, I saw the cart loaded with buckets and watched as the ball girl came out, picked up two buckets by their handles and took them inside the shed through a garage door. I walked up closer and looked inside. The garage area of the shed was not very big. It seemed to be able to hold a couple of golf carts and there was an area where the ball girl was stacking all the buckets against one wall.

From behind, you could tell she had a very nice figure. She was wearing a short golf skirt, a camisole top with thin spaghetti straps and white trainers. Long tan legs supported her as she stretched moving the buckets around, blond hair pulled back in a ponytail and held in place by a white sun visor. As I observed her, she dropped something on the floor of the shed and bent over to pick it up. My eyes were glued to her ass, but I figured she had either a skort on or bike shorts under her short golf skirt. So much to my surprise, when the back of her skirt rose up revealing nothing but tanned ass cheeks and a little piece of material up her crack. She was wearing a thong, and I had gotten the opportunity to check out her very lovely buns.

She stood up and turning around saw me looking at her. She smiled at me and asked if she could help me. She was really pretty. Tanned with a nice looking rack and those long legs, she was certainly the best thing I had seen today. There was a light sheen to her skin because of sweat and the heat.

"Yeah, I was looking for the restrooms."

She came walking out of the shed, her boobs moving softly inside her top and I wondered if she was wearing a bra under that thin camisole. She pointed at the corner of the shed, "They are right around that corner." Her voice was low and sexy with a touch of a southern lilt. The air suddenly smelt of coconuts and lavender.

"So you are responsible for putting these buckets together?"

"Yeah. It's pretty easy. This is my last load for the day. The range closes at 5 so I will get the balls out on the course in the morning." She smiled at me again and picked up two more buckets and walked inside. I diligently watched her ass sway tantalizingly under her short golf skirt, then I walked over to the restrooms. The AC was blowing in the men's room, and the cool air suddenly made me tired. It was hot and humid outside, and I was done with this golf lesson shit. I didn't know anything about golf, but I also had not learned anything new from this junior golf pro.

As I walked back to the range, I passed the ball girl again as she worked, and she smiled at me once more. I got a brief nudge in the back of my head. I had not felt that particular type of nudge before. I had usually gotten either strong sexual curiosity, intention or confusion. This nudge felt more like mild appreciation, but at least my gift seemed to be working.

When I got back to the driving range, the assistant pro had stopped flirting with the younger girls and was dividing the remaining balls into 5 groups. He told us to finish hitting our drives, and he would be back in just a minute to finish up the lesson. Then he headed toward the shed where the ball girl was working. I hit a few balls with a #4 wood, but I had a nagging feeling that the pro was up to no good. I put my club in the rack where they were kept and walked back to the shed. As I rounded the corner where her cart was, I heard a woman's voice call out, "Jordan, get your hands off of me."

I quickly rushed up to the garage door and looked inside. The pro had the ball girl backed up against the only cart in the garage. He was pressed up against her, grabbing at her boobs and trying to kiss her neck. She was trying to keep his hand from slipping under her skirt as she struggled to fight him off.

"Hey dude, leave her alone," I called out. He swung around and saw me standing there. The girl was free for a second and moved away from him toward the wall of buckets. The pro noticed her movement and tried to grab her again. "Dude, let her be!"

He turned back towards me with fire in his eyes. "Get out of here. This is none of your business."

"It is my business if you are hassling her. So just leave her alone."

For the moment, he forgot the girl and stalked toward me. He was going to square off with me it looked like. He was a couple of inches shorter than my 6'1' height, but he outweighed me by at least 20 lbs. I could tell he was in good shape. "Hey, I told you to get back to the range. Now get the fuck out of here," he said in a heated voice.

I calmly stood my ground and looked him in the eye. "That instructor shit may work with younger kids, but not me. The girl told you to leave her alone, so leave her alone."

He was now standing right in front of me and clearly did not like the challenge. For the moment, her pussy was forgotten. This was mano a mano. This was primeval. A supposed leader being challenged for position. "I said get out of here, punk," he screamed as he gave me a hard push in the chest, sending me backward a couple of steps.

He moved toward me threateningly again, and I braced for him to try and push me again. All at once, a jolt of intense excitement went off in my head like a sunburst. The sudden flash of emotion confused me for a moment, and when the pro slammed me hard in the chest, I staggered back against the golf cart. Where were these signals coming from? Then I saw Paige looking at the two of us intently. She was where they were coming from. She was turned on by our masculine violence. The idea of two men fighting over her excited her on a core, sexual level.

The pro lunged at me again, but I was ready this time. Using a judo move I had seen on YouTube, I grabbed his shirt and by twisting to the side, I swung him past me leveraging his own forward energy against him. He went flying into the stacks of golf buckets causing many to crash to the floor and sending hundreds of bright green golf balls spilling out all over the shed floor. The intense sexual excitement ringing in my head went up a couple of notches. Paige was getting really turned on by my defense of her.

He turned around quickly and started for me, but he slipped on a loose golf ball and went crashing to the floor. Paige started laughing out loud at what had now become a slapstick comedy. The pro was out for blood now as he stood up, but just before he could move, a loud voice rang out, "Jordan, what the hell are you doing?" We all turned to see the head golf pro standing in the garage doorway, glaring at Jordan.

"What the fuck is going on here?" The head golf pro demanded.

Jordan, the assistant pointed at me. "He started a fight with me."

The head pro looked at me, and then at Paige who was standing in the far corner. "Is that what happened, Paige?"

"No, Mr. Barnes, Jordan has been bothering me, and he was trying to kiss me." Paige exclaimed. "When this guy (pointing at me) told him to stop. Jordan just went off."

Mr. Barnes looked at me. "Is that true, son?"

"Yes sir. I heard her call out and then saw him trying to kiss and feel her up. I told him to stop, and he came at me."

"That is complete bullshit," Jordan whined.

"Jordan, shut up. You need to go home right now. Be at my office first thing in the morning. We will discuss this. Now get the hell out of here."

Jordan started to complain but realized that he was on thin ice, so he beat a hasty retreat. We watched as he left the shed. He gave me a really nasty look as he left. After he was gone, Mr. Barnes then turned to me. "So who are you? "

"He was giving me a lesson on the driving range."

"And you heard her call out all the way from there?" Mr. Barnes asked.

"No, I was passing by on my way to the restrooms," I answered.

Mr. Barnes stared at me for a few seconds, then turned to Paige. "So are you ok?"

"I'm fine but you need to put a leash on Jordan. He's always bothering the women that work here like we're his private hunting ground. He's really gross."

I chimed in with, "Yeah, he was trying to flirt with two underage girls in the group he was teaching right in front of everyone." Paige looked at me, smiled and nodded.

Mr. Barnes sighed to himself and went on to explain, "I am sorry, Paige. It's not the first time he's tried to do something like this. He's not a very good golf pro and I wish I could fire him, but his father is on the Board of Governors here. My hands are kind of tied, but I promise I will deal with this somehow." Then Mr. Barnes got a look on his face. "Paige, you're on the golf team over at the college, right?"

"Yeah, I am."

"Well from now on you give all the female golf lessons. That will cut into his income and his chances to try and flirt. Maybe he will quit then. Let's hope so." He hesitated a second and looked at me. "I have to head out now you feel safe enough to close up by yourself?"

"Yes I'll be fine," Paige answered.

"You want 'the hero" here to hang around?"

"Yeah, he can stay. He can help me sweep up all the golf balls." As she said that, I got a little nudge that she was interested in maybe more than just sweeping.

"Ok. You let me know if anything else happens."

"Yes sir, thank you!" And with that Mr. Barnes walked outside, got into his golf cart, and rode away. I watched him as he drove away, then turned and looked over at Paige. She was looking at me with a hopeful smile, and the buzzing in my head had quieted down several degrees. "You don't really have to help me unless you want to," she said in a questioning tone, like she expected for me to bolt.

"I think I should stick around for a little while to make sure Jordan doesn't come back," I offered.

"Thanks! That would be very nice of you." Her emotions were shifting quickly here. First, the intense sexual excitement of watching two men fight for her had calmed down to what I would say felt like genuine appreciation. I could work with that, cause as far as I was concerned she was a definite 8.5. Great legs, great ass, nice rack, and amazing skin plus she seemed to have a really nice personality. I was just hoping I could get her interest level up to what it had been during the confrontation with Jordan. If I could do that I was sure that she would be a top notch fuck.

For the next 20 minutes, I helped her sweep up as many golf balls as we could find and refill the fallen buckets. Then we took the last of the buckets out of her golf cart and put them on the stacks. When that was done, she pulled the cart into the shed and lowered the garage door.

During this entire time as we worked and talked, I had felt a steady gentle increase in her interest in me. It was not a sense of confusion as to why she desired me like Mandy had felt. It was more a level of comfort and acceptance about me, but I could sense the fire she had felt earlier was still there smoldering.

With both carts now in the garage area, it had become a pretty tight space. Paige had turned on the AC for the garage area, so it was becoming cool inside, and with the door closed the light level was low except for some overhead work lights. We were standing pretty close to each other near the stack of buckets. If she were going to flee, now would be the time to say she had to go or whatever, but instead she asked me if I wanted a beer.

"The grounds keeper has a little fridge in the back corner with a couple of six packs in there. You want one?"

"Sure," I responded. I instantly knew I was going to get laid; it was just a matter of how long it would take. I watched her as she walked to the back of the shed and knelt down to open the small fridge. Even in the dim light, I could see the hem of her skirt ride up high on her thighs. In that position, the hem barely covered the globes of her luscious ass. I did certainly enjoy watching her move around, but what was even more sexy to me was her grace. Her style and grace and economy of movement was enticing, and I wondered what her pussy would feel like once her long tanned legs were wrapped around me, and I started thrusting my thick teenage cock in and out of what I knew would be a juicy, tight hole.

She brought two beers back and handed me one. Then she sat down on the front bench of one of the carts and patted the seat next to her. I slid in beside her. We were so close that our thighs were touching, and the scent from her perfume that smelled like coconuts and lavender was intoxicating. For about 20 minutes we chatted and the sense of her sexual interest in me grew. She told me she was from Atlanta, about her golf team at the college, and how she got the job at the club. She lived off campus and had a fairly steady boyfriend up in Atlanta who came down a couple of times a month. Yet, I knew that boyfriend would not stop this confident, competitive young woman from fucking my brains out if she wanted. Then she sweetly asked about me and my interests while the sense of sexual tension from her continued to mount.

I really didn't even need this extra ability that I possessed to tell where this was going. If I made a joke, she would laugh and touch my arm or thigh or gently bump me with her shoulder. After a few minutes, she took off her visor and let her hair down and played with it as I talked. That is always a sure fire sign that something is cooking inside the female brain. Under her thin camisole top she had a strapless bandeau top that did little to contain her generous breasts, and because the air was getting colder in the garage her nipples had become hard and prominent through the thin material. She made no real attempt to keep her legs crossed as we talked, and the hem crept higher and higher until I caught a brief glimpse of a red striped thong under her short skirt. This was going to be a slam dunk.

When she finished her beer, she asked if I would like to get stoned, and I promptly said yes. She got up on her knees and bent over the front bench to reach her purse on the back bench of this four seater cart. She again made no attempt to stop the hem from rising and exposing her entire exceptional tanned ass. I thought about making my move then and slide my hand across her fine ass and into her cleft to play with her clit, but I was having so much fun watching this college coed stalk me, I just waited.

She retrieved her purse and sat back down, making no attempt to pull the skirt down to cover her bright red thong. She found her joint, lit it and took a long hit off of it. We passed it back and forth a couple of times. The quality was good and strong. My brain became foggy, and I started to lose focus very quickly. The sense of desire pouring from her was now so strong that without thinking I reached out with both hands and gently slid my hands up her thighs to her box. Her eyes grew very wide in surprise, and then she grabbed my head in both of her hands and pulled me to her. We kissed for a long time, our tongues dualling back and forth as the passion grew. As we kissed my hands moved up to her tits, squeezing, pinching, rubbing her excited nipples through the thin material.

After several minutes of swapping spit, she broke the kiss and leaned back. She found her joint again and relit it. Taking another couple of hits, she randomly asked me if I liked golf. I thought she was joking for a moment, but realized it was her sport and maybe she wanted to fuck me on a green or fairway. I smiled and replied that I did not like golf, but I liked a game that was very similar. Intrigued she asked how my game was played.

"Well, let me explain," I said, as I leaned in and began to kiss and nibble on her neck. "It is about getting your ball in the hole but instead of having the fewest strokes, my game is about taking as many strokes as you can."

"Wow, that sounds exciting,' Paige sighed as she placed one hand on my right thigh and began to slide it back and forth. "Do you have special equipment for this game?"

"You just need a really big driver," I uttered in her ear as my hands returned to her tits, squeezing, and pinching her hard pointed nipples.

"Do you have a big driver?" She moaned as her hand cupped the erection in my shorts.

"My driver is very long and has a really big head," I stated as I pulled her thin camisole and bandeau top up and over her head revealing her beautiful, tanned breasts. They were full and round, about a 34C I guessed with large hard-tipped nipples..

"I would love to see your driver!" She gasped as I started sucking the nipple on her left breast. She was gripping my package much harder now. "Ohhhh God!! What do you call this game," she squealed with desire.

"Fucking your brains out,' I whispered in her ear as I slipped a hand between her thighs, pressing my fingers against the material of her bright red thong. As if I had pushed a button, her legs spread wide giving me complete access to her vaginal area. We began kissing passionately again as my fingers pulled her tiny damp thong aside and I started to caress her velvet smooth pussy, gliding my fingers across the perfectly shaved lips and sliding my middle fingertip into the cleft of her slick slit. Paige shuddered as I expertly brushed it over her clit, stimulating her ever so lightly through the hood and making her whole body tremble. I gently parted the moist lips of her puffy labia and slid two fingers up into her warm, wet canal.

"Oh yeah... that feels... so nice!" Paige leaned against the backrest of the front bench, her legs spread wide as I sucked on her nipples and my fingers slid easily in and out of her box. Her juices were flowing like a river, she was so wet. I could smell her essence. Her female fragrance was arousing. My monster was now at full strength and was tenting the front of my shorts. Her hand was still gripping my granite like cock through my shorts, but she had now started to stroke me up and down my length.

"Is that really all you?" Paige suddenly blurted out. Even in the dim light of the shed I could see the look of shock on her face. She sat up on the seat and stared down at my crotch.

"I told you I had a really big driver."

Paige became frantic as she tried to undo the front of my shorts. My seduction of her had to wait. She was bouncing around so much on the seat bench; I had to withdraw my fingers from her wet snatch before they broke off in her cunt. I lifted my butt off the bench to aid her in pulling my shorts and underwear down, and the big boy came springing out.

"Jesus fucking Christ," was all that Paige could utter as she stared at the long, thick slab of male meat waving in front of her eyes. "I didn't know that cocks could even get that big."

My cock responded for me. The blood surged; it got harder and longer, if possible. For a few moments, we sat there in silence. My rigid cock waving slightly back and forth and Paige just staring at it. I could feel both great confusion and desire coming from her. You could tell from her reaction that my dick was bigger than the biggest of erections she had ever seen. She was probably beginning to feel that I was too big for her to tackle. I held my breath. I could not sense what she was going to do. Fuck me or tell me to leave.

At that moment, another mental element entered my senses coming from Paige. It was one I had never felt projected before. Determination! Paige's competitive side began to appeared. This was the side of the competitive athlete who faced every challenge and did not let anything defeat her including a giant thick pulsating cock that she could not completely enclose with one hand around the shaft. She just gave a soft whistle to herself and looked up at me with wide eyes and whispered, "I have never seen such a monster."

"It looks like you could use some help with this,' she uttered with an excited tone in her voice. Her fingers stroked the shaft of my throbbing cock slowly, then faster, then slower again. Her grip was gentle but strong, the movement making her lovely tits jiggle and bounce as her hands continued to stroke up and down the rock-hard cock now standing at full attention between my thighs. As she continued sliding her hand up and down the length of my beast, precum started to leak out of the slit. Using both hands she palmed the head and spread the thick goo all over my prick.

I moaned as the sexy ball girl's hands fondled my leaking and willing shaft, causing the purple head of my cock to pulse with each pump of her hands. All my pent-up sexual frustration was coming to the surface, and I felt like I was going to explode. It had, after all, been more than half a day since I had last cum.

Paige leaned her face down, bringing the tip of my giant cock to her lips. I watched as she danced her tongue over the helmet of my cock, teasing and tasting me as she licked around the head and part way down the shaft. There was excitement and tension emanating from her, and her nervous feelings were making me a little anxious as well. She cautiously sucked the large tip inside her mouth, gently bit down on the shaft just beyond the head and circled the tip again with her tongue. Her fingers slipped down to my stimulated balls, cupping them, squeezing them. Then she scraped her teeth back over my sensitive head making it jerk and flinch. Licking down the length of my giant cock until she reached my balls, then back up my pulsing male muscle until she reached the gaggle of sensitive nerves on the underside of my glans which she teased lightly with her tongue. I just groaned out loud and melted against the back rest of the golf cart..

Opening her mouth wide enough to swallow my giant mushroom head, Paige sucked me into her mouth, only stopping when the tip hit the back of her throat. She pulled back, slurping at my meat tube as it slid out of her mouth and tongue. She quickly retook me deep into her throat as she let my full length slip past her larynx, which she tightened around my aroused prick. She pull back again until only the first three inches were inside her mouth and swirled her tongue over the shaft, feeling every vein, every bump on my cock. The feeling was exquisite. I could feel my balls tighten in her hands.

Through slitted eyes, I watched as Paige worked on my massive prick sucking me deeper and releasing me back out while stroking the remaining length with her hands. Her skill was evident. She had my toes curling from her licking, slurping, and stroking of my shaft. When she had slobbered all over my meat-stick making it slick, she got out of the cart and took off her skirt and thong, tossing them on the ground. Next she crawled over to me and made me move into the center of the front bench. When I was place exactly how she wanted me, she swung her leg over to sit on my lap with my hard shaft pressing against her stomach and reaching up to the bottom of her tits.

Paige spit onto the head of my cock and smeared it around the helmet making sure it was wet enough. Then gripping one of the crossbars that supported the roof of the cart with one hand, she raised herself up on her knees and taking hold of my shaft with her other hand placed the huge head at the entrance of her cunt. "I hope this fits," she smiled tightly as she tried to lower herself onto me. Her wetness plus the extra spital allowed the tip of my cock to start to part her opening.

"Oooooohh" she winced sharply as my straining cockhead began to open her tight channel wider than ever before. I could feel her push against me, testing to see how much resistance she felt. I moved my hands to her hips to support her as she tried working her tight pussy down onto my rigid spear. Her flowing wetness helped ease her opening wider, and I could feel the inner lips of her labia begin to slide down over the head of my towering rod.

Paige breathed deeply to calm her racing heart rate, I could sense the rising excitement and fear rushing up in her, sending adrenaline through her as she tried to squeeze her slick tight vagina ring down over the bulging head of my impressive prick. Her emotions were screaming that she wasn't sure if the massive tower of flesh would fit up inside her without it tearing her apart, and I was mystified. I had been with much smaller women who did not have the problems that Paige was experiencing. Watching her hold herself up as she strained to get even a half inch of my cockhead in her wildly stretched slot was super sexy to me, but I wondered if it was too much for her. While I did not think this was the case, I quietly asked, "You're not a virgin, are you?"

"No, I am definitely not a virgin," she retorted. I could sense her seethe a little at being called a virgin. "I haven't ever had sex with anyone... as big as you... my boyfriend is much smaller... about a third your size. "

"We can stop if you are scared. I don't want you to hurt yourself," I offered. Paige shook her head no. She never said a word, but I could feel the competitive athlete in her appear again. The athlete was unwavering in not letting anything keep her from her goal, her mission. To have all 12 inches of my thick, hard dick stuffed up her tiny but determined cunt.

"It will fit," she moaned as she pressed down with her body again. I could feel the mouth of her cunt begin to open as she split her pussy wider and sunk down my shaft another quarter of an inch. ""I want you deep inside me," Paige cooed, "can you feel how wet I am?"

And it was true! I had never experienced a woman so wet before. I wasn't even inside her yet already warm love juice was streaming down my spear and covering my balls. Her vagina was leaking like a faucet.

Her pace was steady but dogged as she continued to push down, squeezing my cock up inside her. Slowly, giving herself a chance to resist or pull away if needed, using just enough pressure to drive my thick cock inside her without going too fast, the head of my shaft inexorably pushed up into warm heat. It was tight but as her vagina gave way, I could feel her canal stretch and open over my invading head. She still winced and let out a sharp breath now and then, but finally her ring of vagina muscle stretched wide enough over the bulging tip of my cock to give up and let me in. "Ohhhh My......... Gawd," she groaned as the cockhead popped up inside her and was lodged in the gateway of her soaking wet cunt.

Paige rested her head on my shoulder, still holding herself up on the crossbar while my hands were supporting her ass cheeks. Her legs were shaking from the strain of holding herself in this squatting position. She was basically impaled on only a couple inches of my prick.

"Does it hurt?" I asked her.

"Yes, but it's a good hurt. It hurts so good I want to get some more. Like right now," Paige cooed as she waggled her ass, teasing me, and tempting me. Slowly she tried to lower herself further down, "It just......... Ooooooh," she moaned as another inch slipped inside her welcoming tunnel.

"We are making progress," I suggested. Paige just grunted in response and continued to slowly rise and fall on my slimy prick wet from her warm juices, taking in a half inch at a time. I could clearly see where my thick missile was splitting her cunt lips, widening her love channel to engulf my giant phallus. "Ohhhh...," Paige uttered and slid further down. With each new sound Paige made, she lowered herself further onto my pole.

Her gasps became heavier, groans louder as Paige relished the powerful sensations of my giant pussy pleaser inching its way deeper and deeper into her expanding vaginal sheath. My fingers dug into the soft skin of her awesome ass cheeks as I tried to support her and guide her increasingly wilder travels up and down my phallus. I could tell it was starting to feel very good for her the way she let her legs slide a little wider and arched her back to push back into my unyielding spear. She cried out when we managed to work 5 inches up her canal, "It is so fucking big" she cried. "No man as ever been this deep in me before."

Her movements were getting so big that I feared she would bang her head on the crossbars, so I slid down in the seat and put my feet up on the dashboard for extra support. The new angle made my cockhead sink even deeper into her creaming cunt on her next downstroke. "Eeeeoooooww" Paige yelped in surprise. "I am so full. I can't take any more." She screamed this out while forcing more of my eager teenage cock up her hot twat.

Paige had about two-thirds of my massive shaft inside her pussy, and I am sure had never been so completely filled in her life. The depth and width of my cock pressing against her sensitive vagina walls started a chain reaction in her cunt that swiftly overtook her, and she moaned helplessly with mounting pleasure. Hands tightening in the crossbar as her body shivered and trembled, a stuttering cry escaped her mouth as the intensity in her drenched hole grew. I just sat there enjoying the sights and sounds of the overmatched ball girl bouncing up and down on my prick, feeling her cunt muscles instinctively begin to squeeze harder and tighter as her climax drew closer. Her moans of joy had grown into cries of intense enjoyment when her orgasm hit her full force.

"OH GOD JASON," she exclaimed as she speared herself over and over on my mighty shaft. "OH, FUCKING GOD! GIVE IT TO ME!! AAHHHHH!!"

Paige was bucking her hips up and down while holding herself aloft on the crossbar. The more she came, the more of my rod she let sink into her. Fast and faster she drove her juicing cunt onto my rock solid 12 inches. Her full round tits were now bouncing in rhythm to her fucking. Paige was bucking with such force that the entire cart was shaking, and all I could do was hang onto her bouncing ass as she tried to force more of my stiff lance up her climaxing gash. Harder and harder she worked her hips until my cockhead jammed into her cervix, she had bottomed out.

"OH MY GOD... IT'S ALL IN!! YEEESSS," Paige screamed as her second orgasm slammed into her again. Her body shook for a second time as she took my teenage cock as deep as she could, groaning in divine pleasure as she ground her cervix against my cockhead. "I'M CUMMINGGG," she shrieked out in pure ecstasy.

God she was tight! I groaned as the tightest pussy I had ever been in gripped my love muscle from tip to base! Her love sleeve was so wet and so fucking hot I thought for more than a few seconds I would blow my load!

Her breathing became harder, more intense, more involved as her hips continued to pump more of my thick cock into her hole. Her hot exploding cunt was wrapped tightly around my prick as she bounced up and down making it reach areas of her that had never been touched.

"OH JESUS... RAM IT IN THERE... SHOVE IT IN DEEP... YAAAAAHHHHHH!" With a final shout, her powerful climax crested, and Paige froze in place as the overwhelming feelings surged through her passion racked body. Slowly, Paige let go of the crossbar that she had been using to pull herself up and down and allowed her entire weight to sink on my prick. I could plainly see at least three inches sticking out from below Paige's dripping pussy. Her body collapsed on mine, exhausted. Her creamy cunt juices continued flowing down over my balls and pooling on the cart bench. We were covered in the pungent juices from Paige's vagina.

"Oh that was so nasty... and so good," Paige muttered as she sat on my lap. "Damn, that was intense."

I was enjoying just laying with this beautiful girl's body pressed against me with my dick still inside of her with my cockhead pressed against her cervix. Her vagina muscles were still pulling at and flexing around the thick circumference of my male muscle. That fuck had been intense just as Paige had stated. Her cunt was the tightest and juiciest I had fucked so far. To be honest, it had been sublime, but there was a slight problem. I had not cum yet and my big boy was anxious for a happy outcome. I flexed the muscles in my cock, and I could feel it jerk up inside her.

Oh, she gasped, caught by surprise at the movement in her still tender leaking vagina. She raised up and looked down at me. You are still so hard. You didn't cum yet?

I smiled up at Paige's lovely, flushed face. "It can take a long time for me to reach orgasm."

"You said the game was about putting in the most strokes. Well, you sure put in a lot of strokes. "

"Yeah, but the game is not over until both players put something in the cup."

"I think you are changing the rules on me."

I flexed my cock in her canal once more, causing her to squeal again in surprise. "No, I am just getting you ready for the next round."

"How many rounds are there? I am a little sore from the last one."

"As many as both players need."

"Can we do the next round right here," she asked as she waggled her ass back and forth.

"No, we have to do the next round at a different place or a different position. Now get up," I said, as I smacked her ass.

"Owww," she whined. Paige slowly raised her hips, her tender pussy revealing inch after inch of my glistening pallus wet from her juicing hole. She fumbled sluggishly as she climbed off, her legs heavy after her huge orgasm and still not quite working right. She clumsily slumped down beside me, taking a moment to get herself together. I gently pushed her up on her knees on the cart bench where I moved her into position, facing away from me. Even in the low light, I could see how the mouth to her tight little hole was gapped. I could not believe how stretched out Paige's pussy was from being wrap around my thick girth. It would not be so hard to slide into this time, I thought to myself.

Kneeling on the bench behind her, and grabbing my cock with my right hand, I rubbed it up and down her juicy wet slit a few times, and then I pressed the tip inside the mouth of her still convulsing cunt. The lovely ball girl bent forward and braced herself with her hands on the backrest and armrest. I could feel her anxiousness waiting for my cock to slide into her insides. When she started to feel my massive log enter her sensitive tunnel, she yelped out.

"Please be easy," Paige begged.

"I will baby," I responded, as I watched my cock slowly inch into Paige's tight pussy. The sensation of her pussy being filled to the brim and my wide penetrating shaft rasping her inner walls sent shivers down her spine.

"Slowly. Push it in slow." she purred. And slowly, oh so slowly, I pushed my hard fat cock in as deep as I could. The wetness and gapping of her pussy allowed me push all the way in until I was pressed up against her cervix again. It felt warm and velvety to my glans, and in this doggie position, I had managed to slide about 10 inches into her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh" Paige sputtered, sinking her back and letting her knees slide wider on the slick seat. I glanced down to see her smooth, bulging pussy perfectly wrapped around my powerful throbbing cock. Paige had no idea I was about to destroy her cunt. She was a sweet girl, but also a slut. From the moment, she got turned on by me threating to fight someone to defend her, I knew her pussy had been dripping for me. She had a boyfriend with a little dick and by the time I finish fucking her stupid, she would never accept someone with a tiny dick again.

Taking her hips in my hands and getting a good grip, I begin pushing in and out of Paige's tight little hole and she soon began matching my strokes. I started slowly at first, but as the pleasure increased, she began moving her hips and pushing back against me at a much faster pace. I could feel the trembling walls of her love canal shuddering around my thrusting invader and observed the ten inches of thick cock I was delivering her coated with more and more of her womanly juices every time I pulled out.

"Ahhh... Ahhhh.... FUCK," the ball girl expressed loudly as her hips rose and fell with each thrust of my club deep into her inner recesses. Paige's hands tightly gripped the metal arm rest and the back of the seat as she worked her pussy in time to my forceful lunges trying her best to push more of my 12 inch cock deep into her pussy. We were building up a real head of steam as I fucked her tight gash with everything I had.

'Fuck! Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she moaned, her body convulsing as her cunt gushed all over my driving prick. My hips were a blur as our bodies collided repeatedly, and the slap-slap-slap of flesh echoed off the walls of the small metal shed. Paige's ass was bouncing wildly as she tried to push back against my powerful thrusts, while I remained focused on ravaging my new plaything, slamming into her repeatedly with animal-like ardor. In some corner of my mind, I wondered what puny Jordan would think if he knew the massively endowed eighteen year old he had tried to fight was now ravishing the very girl he desired over and over, bringing her to countless climaxes.

"SO STUFFED... FUCK... OHH... YEAH... YEAH!"

I was hitting all her buttons just right and building her towards another powerful mind-blowing orgasm, bigger than the two she'd just had. I could feel the climax building in her as her muscles began to tense up, and her body wrapped itself around my thrusting pole, cramping and convulsing with each shove of my prick. Her legs started quivering, her hips were jerking up and down as her snatch tried to capture more of my lunging cock.

"You fucking love this, don't you?" I whispered in her ear. Paige only moaned a response, shivering and rolling her hips, her head hanging down, hair flying everywhere. I reached under her ribcage and grabbed her swinging tits in each hand. Her hard nipples were like hot coals in my hands as I pinched and twisted her fat nipples.

"OH MY GOD... OH MY GOD," she kept repeating while I continued fucking her unabated. "You are filling me so much!" Her giant orgasm built up inside her convulsing quim from the crushing thrusts of my huge plunging member like a spring getting wound tighter and tighter. When her quaking box finally contracted around my surging dick and exploded deep in her molten core, Paige shrieked out in the throes of the strongest climax she had ever experienced in her life.

"YESSSSSS... FUCK THAT PUSSY... OOOOHHHH!!" She writhed beneath me, her body straining, her mouth wide open as she cried out in ecstasy. And I did not stop pounding my cock into her spasming cunt. I was now in a zone, and felt like I could fuck for hours without stopping.

"CUMMMMING... SOOO HARD," she screamed as her hips continued bucking on my shaft. Her body was quivering and shaking, body heaving as her orgasm went on and on. Paige's vanquished pussy erupted a stream of her hot juices pouring from her vagina all over my plowing cunt-splitter. She squirted continuously, waves of her juices down her inside thighs onto the bench.

I felt Paige's energy start to fade and knew for the moment, she was exhausted, but I was still in the zone. I stepped back and pulled my pillar-like cock out of her distended vagina with an audible pop and turned her over on her back. She had a confused and dazed look on her face as she looked up at me since her powerful climax was still spreading through her loins. Her face and chest were flushed with color, and her lovely tits were heaving as she tried to catch her breath from our extreme physical exertion Then she looked down and saw my lubricated monster pointing right at her vagina.

"Oh, my GOD," she exclaimed in awe. My rod stood menacingly erect, its full twelve inches as unyielding as seasoned oak. She looked up and down the massive length, her eyes wide open, aghast at seeing such an enormous piece of male meat about to enter her overwhelmed body again.

"Wait! Wait! What are you doing?" The confused and anxious young woman blurted out. The wave of emotion pouring from her let me know she was fearful of me hurting her.

"I promise I will not hurt you, but I need to cum. You will enjoy this!" I took her legs and pulled her ass to the edge of the bench. I parted her legs in a wide V, my teen monster somehow lined up perfectly inches from her drooling slot. I pushed my hips forward and the giant head slipped between the drenched lips of her ruined cunt like a knife sliding into hot butter. Twelve inches of my cock easily sunk into her sopping wet cunt in one long stroke to bottom out at her cervix. "Jesus, this is good pussy," I groaned as her wet, hot twat wrapped itself around my swollen, angry prick.

I was enjoying the sight of my pubic bone pressed right up against hers. I had managed to stick all of me inside her. I had distended her super tight pussy that much. Mister Johnson was more than doing his job. Paige just stared down at the union of our two bodies open mouthed and dumbfounded. Amazed that much cock could disappear up her vagina. She broke the silence with, "You're the biggest man who's ever been inside me. So long and so thick. My boyfriend is so small in comparison, I won't even feel him. What will I do?"

"Fuck guys with bigger dicks," I retorted as I started moving my hips in and out of her sodden hole.

"Fuck..." she winced, gritting her teeth as the pleasure started to build up rapidly as I pumped into her with shorter, faster thrusts. I was holding her body tightly and her smoking hot cunt made me feel like she existed solely for me to enjoy fucking her. I crushed into her throbbing clit with every thrust, and she was so wet, her minge was practically dripping on the bench.

Her hands reached out to find places to brace herself as I drilled into her seeking my own much needed orgasm. I aggressively fucked her, hammering into her hard and fast. Paige's body twitching and hips bucking as I held her legs far apart while I stabbed into her quivering hole. It was clear that she was on her way to another mindboggling orgasm, and I could feel the far away tingling in my balls to let me know I wasn't far behind.

I redoubled my efforts, knowing I was hitting all the right spots as Paige twisted and writhed on my prick. ""Cum on, Paige, cum for me," I teased, drilling into her cunt, her whole body shaking with the pounding I was giving her. Her mouth hung open and drool was rolling down her cheek as she stared up at me with a dazed, far off look like she wasn't even in this world. I kept driving my big prick into her stretched out cunt again and again pushing her hard towards another explosive climax. She just groaned helplessly as she shook, trembling in pre-orgasmic sensation as it began overtaking her. Suddenly her climax rushed up on her all at once as her lithe, toned body gave a sudden quake and her breaths gutturally choked from her in a hard, shocked gasp.

"MY... GOD... YES!" she screeched as the huge orgasm hit her. She lost control as she bucked and shook like never before, her body losing all control for a moment as she hit her peak and lost her breath, so overcome by it all she couldn't even pull any air in.

"OH SHIT... SO GOOD! DON'T STOP!! AHHH! AAAAHHH!" I was fucking Paige mercilessly as I sought my own climax. Her orgasms kept coming in successive waves, her filthy swearing and moans of pleasure intensifying by the minute. I watched in amazement as a foot of long hard cock disappeared inside her tunnel of love as Paige lay spread-eagled on the cart bench as I held her thighs apart and pounded that hot pussy of hers.

All at once, my climax arrived, and I screamed out in ecstasy as the first jet of jizz roared up my prick and shot from my knob. Paige's deepest recesses were whitewashed with built up scalding wads of creamy sperm that mixed with her gushing juices to overflow her pussy and cascaded down her crack and spill all over the cart bench. Paige was screaming as her fourth orgasm crested again and again. I was still cumming when I pulled out of her exquisite cunt and gave her a creampie all over her shaved cunt lips.

When I had finished covering her minge with my cum, I stepped back off the cart to try and catch my breath. My big stick was waving in front of me wet with her abundant juices. I looked at Paige stretched out spread eagle on the cart bench. My cum was beginning to leak out of her ravished hole. This fuck with her had literally been so unexpected and had literally come from nowhere. I was turned on by the site of Paige as her chest rose and fell as she tried to recover from our ferocious lovemaking and our mixed cum dripping all over the bench and spilling down on to the floor of the cart. The thought of sticking my mighty rod back into her tight (not anymore) and juicing twat just got me so hot that I needed to climax again.

Paige was almost catatonic as I pulled her to her feet. Fucking her in the cart was good, but I needed much more room to move. Pulling her upright to stand between the two gold carts I made her grasp the arm rests on each side of her with her back to me. She was softly whimpering the entire time, "No more. Please no more." But I was undeterred. I kicked her feet wide apart and stepped up behind her. Those luscious ass cheeks of hers pressed against my thighs and my massive cock slide between her legs rubbing against her leaking cunt. In this position she was not just exposed but open to being played with, mounted, fully and deeply penetrated, and bred. Placing my hands on her hips, I bent my knees, and the head of my cock somehow found the gapped mouth of her cunt. I push my hips forward and about 6 inches of my eager thick cock slipped inside her succulent pussy.

Paige murmured, glancing back over her shoulder at me. "What are you doing to me?"

"Remember, the name of the game was fuck your brains out."

"I think you already have several times already," she exhaled.

"I am sure you still have some brain cells left," as I joked, I pulled my hips back getting ready to shove my cock deep into her with a single thrust.

"Well, show me what you're made of then, tough guy," she taunted me. Her gasp was immediate and sudden as I complied with her request and drilled up into her. Grabbing her tits to hold her in place as I began to fuck her in my favorite position. A standing position. She choked out a small cry as I attacked her punished cunt with powerful lunges from the start and gave her no chance to ease into it. The power and speed completely caught her off guard. I had just thrown it straight into her and did not give her anytime get started. To end this amazing afternoon fuck, I wanted it hard and fast. While fucking her in that cramped golf cart had been great, now I would be able to show her the true power of my teenage monster. After this she would be mine to add to my harem of "anytime I wanted" women.

Paige moaned whorishly, letting out loud expressions of pleasure as I buried my cock deep inside her, her body giving way without a fight as she arched her back and shoved back into me, only wanting more. My hips worked ferociously thrusting and pumping inside her, feeling her cunt squeeze tightly around me as I invaded her over and over. The fucked out ball girl grunted hungrily and began to move her ass up and down desperately wanting more of the cock that had changed her life this afternoon.

"Oh GOD, pound my pussy," she demanded. "Shove it in."

"Knew you'd love this," I smiled as I shoved into her, working my thick monster deeper inside her with quick, long strokes until I until my hips pressed to her toned booty.

"Oh Jason..." She muttered as she shuddered, the sensation of me bottoming out made her body quake intently. Faster and faster, my hips worked more cock into her, making sure to go full depth every time so she took all of me and had every nerve ending tingled in the process. Paige was shaking and gasping in pleasure, her cries again beginning to rise as the volcanic temperature in her cunt increased as well.

I reached my hand around her body and started rubbing her hard slick clit feverishly in time with my thrusts making her yell out in gratification, streams of cunt juice were running down her legs and droplets were flying all over as our bodies jerked and banged into which other with wild abandon.

"Fuck Me. Fuck Me. PLEASE FUCK ME."

The sounds of slapping flesh now filled the garage as I penetrated her cunt mercilessly seeking my own second climax. Paige reached one arm over my neck for support and lifted her right leg placing it on the golf cart, which opened her pussy even more. I shifted to my right a couple of inches which allowed me to plow straight up into her scorching snatch sinking balls deep on every thrust. Paige was screaming incoherently as the pace became more frantic and urgent. As I jerked my outsized rod in and out, her fiery cunt was gripping and clasping at my shaft trying to pull from it the thick cream that would put out the fire in her loins.

With one hand working in her crotch and the other squeezing her bouncing tit, I held her place as the heat and passion built as our hips banged against each other. My thick cock would drill into her liquid heat to bang off her cervix, and her tightening cunt would grip and pull at my shaft trying to keep me from leaving. She was shaking and trembling in my hands and I was so close that I wanted to cum, but the bliss we were sharing was so overpowering that I did not want to stop. Thrust, pull. Thrust, pull, Thrust, pull. On and on as her body got wound tighter and tighter, and I got close to exploring.

"Oh, Jason! Oh, Oh, OH! Fuck me! GIVE ME MORE," she yelled. I pushed into her several more times with my thick pussy-stretcher when Paige's whole body began to jerk and spasm like she was having a heart attack, and she let out a massive, blood curdling scream. "CUMMING ALL OVER YOUR COCK! OH FUCK!! UUUHH!!."

Her cunt clamped down my prick so tight, I thought she would rip it off. That did it for me. It felt like the head of my cock expand until it felt twice its normal size, and suddenly exploded with the first load of hot male cum. I grunted out loudly as the first wad from my painful balls traveled up the urethra and out from my slit. The ropes of hot cum quickly filled her convulsing vagina as we stood pressed together sharing our mutual orgasms that went on and on. Our co-mingled fluids run down both our legs, leaked on her trainers, and pooled around my feet.

Finally, her body sagged in my arms and her spasming vagina stopped milking my dick. My dick stopped spewing it's seed. We slowly disengaged and lay down on separate golf carts exhausted. We remained speechless and motionless for several minutes before Paige sat up and looked down at her cum-drenched body and the disarray we had created in the garage..

"Fuck, I am a mess." She looked across at me. "You were unexpected. You are quite a beast."

I just nodded my head in weary agreement.

"I have never had sex like that. I have heard about it in pornos, but I thought it was bullshit. Jesus, you can fuck."

"You are not bad yourself. You took everything I had."

It was her turn to nod in weary agreement.

"How old are you?" She asked.

I thought about giving her the old lie, but it didn't matter. She was already fucked, and I was certain she had been firmly added to my "fuck-at-will" list. So I told her, "I'm 18."

"No way. No boy can fuck like that. You are lying to me."

"I can show you my license."

"Where did you learn to do that."

"Very good teachers."

"A lot of them I bet."

I just nodded my head. There was a long awkward pause as she realized she was just one of many.

"Guess we should get cleaned up," she softly spoke.

"Yeah."

We put on some of our clothes and made for the bathrooms. I finished cleaning myself up and walked back to the garage to finish dressing. She was already trying to clean the cum and sweat off the golf cart. I helped her until she was satisfied it was acceptable. We had said only a few awkward words while we cleaned up.

She turned off the AC and the lights, and we walked outside. We stood next to each other self-consciously for a few moments not knowing what to say. I thought perhaps maybe I should leave what she asked, "Am I going to see you again?

"Sure. You're the new golf pro, right," I stated. "I have four more lessons left."

When I said that her eyes lit up. 'When would you want to have these lessons with me?"

"Of course. I'd just like to finish them before I start school."

"You're still in high school?"

"Yeah."

"This is insane. I was nearly fucked to death by a kid. Those girls have no idea what you are going to do to them."

I just smile. "What time can we do the lessons?"

"Well I don't know that I can't fit 4 lessons in the next week. I don't think I'd be able to walk. I am a little unsteady now," she smiled. "I guess I could slid you in once or twice a week since you can fit now." She laughed at her little joke.

"I have two weeks before school starts."

"Perfect."

"Do we always have to do them here?"

"Private lessons can be done anywhere I decide to do them."

"Like your apartment?" This time it was her turn to nod yes.

"I will be I'm looking forward to that," I indicated.

"Me as well." Paige and I then exchanged numbers, and she gives me a very long hot kiss, pressing her body against mine before walking around the corner of the building towards the parking lot. I headed over to where I parked my bike. As I rode home with a very big grin on my face, I also wondered how I was going to juggle all these women with Amber returning in the morning. Life was going to get a little bit more interesting very quickly.