Cart Girl Shared by Two Golfers

It was Melissa's second week working as a cart / caddy girl at Preston's Golf Club and as she walked towards the entrance of the club to pick up her cart and the customers she'd be serving today, she questioned what kind of tips she was in for. Her jobs was to cart the golfers around all the holes they wanted and to serve them drinks and snacks along the way. Melissa learned pretty quickly that tip-making potential can all depend on first impression, so she liked to dress to impress with a short pale pink collared golf dress that showed off her perky braless 36D breasts and tennis shoes that displayed her long tan legs. Her long dark hair was tied in matching braids hanging down from the side of her head, giving her an air of innocence.

Melissa hoped the tips were good today, as she wanted to go back to university after the summer with a lot of money to fall back on. As she knew that tip-dependant jobs could be temperamental, she vowed to do whatever she could to earn as much in tips as possible. There are definitely worse jobs than serving tasty beverages to middle aged men who look at her as though she's on the menu. She loved the way it felt to catch them staring at her tits or seeing the visible proof in their trousers of what they imagined whenever she bent over to pick up the balls. Her dresses and skirts were just short enough to ride up her thighs when she drove them around and definitely short enough to give a peak of her panties underneath if she bent over enough. Teasing them was the best part of the job.

She collected the keys to the cart, picked up the supplies she needed for the day and set off for the main reception to pick up the guests. Melissa clenched her thighs behind the wheel, thinking she should have rubbed her pussy before leaving this morning, instead she would have to deal with having damp panties all day. Living with your parents for the summer isn't exactly conducive to the kind of active sex life she was used to.

Today, Melissa was only serving two guests, which was a smaller group than usual. Usually people played in groups of 3-4. From the information she received about them, Mr Jeremy Wallis and Mr John Brown were long time friends, work associates and golf buddies. To frequent a club like Preston's, they must be plenty wealthy. If she impressed them today, they can request Melissa whenever they visit the club, which would guarantee consistent tips.

Stopping beside them at the entrance to the reception, she noticed they were both very good looking, considering they were slightly older than the men she was used to being attracted to. They must be in their late 40s to early 50s, with peppered hair and broad shoulders. They smiled at her upon her arrival, lust shining clearly in their eyes as they looked her over, lingering on her breasts and tanned thighs. She hopped out of the cart to greet them, "Hi boys, my name is Melissa, I'll be serving you today. How many holes were you hoping for?"

"As many as you can give us, Melissa," said the one on the left who introduced himself as Jeremy. He had a cheeky smile and well kept dark hair. He was wearing brown trousers and a white polo shirt that showed off his corded arms. He must keep himself in good shape.

The man stood next to Jeremy who introduced himself as John was even bigger than his friend, he had broad shoulders and was at least 6'2. He had light brown hair and freckles, with corded hands and muscular thighs. Despite his age, he looked like her could throw Melissa around, which made her clench her pussy and blush slightly.

"Please ignore my friend, Melissa," said John in a deep voice, then cheekily added, "He's not used to seeing such beautiful women. Neither am I. Don't tell our wives I said that."

Melissa, blushed deeper still and gave them a coy smile, showing that she was not immune to their charm. She noticed that they were both wearing gold wedding rings, however it made her hotter to think about them flirting with her while they were committed to their wives. She thought about their wives waiting for them at home while they stood hear leering at her young tits and her perky ass, and got an even slicker pussy.

"We're the luckiest bastards out there, getting this pretty little thing serving us all day," thought Jeremy. It had been a while since he and John had a perky teen near them, especially since their wives kept them both locked up tight. Golf days were the only days they got to be free, and they planned to make the most of it.

Shaking herself out of her flirtatious stupor, the men helped Melissa load their gear onto the cart and they set off for the first hole. It was not a very busy day, considering it was summer, and the green was mostly empty of carts. Stopping at the first hole, she got to serving their requested drink, a pornstar martini with a shot of prosecco. Although it can be an elaborate process to make this drink, she had gotten that out of the way by premaking some cocktail mixes for the day. She turned around and told both men their drinks were ready.

They completed a couple of holes, making small talk. She described her life at university, where she was studying english, and they both made a few thinly veiled comments about all the cock she must get living away from her parents. She smiled coyly and laughed along, knowing that the cock she really wanted was not university aged.

In turn they told her about their work and their wives, both of which sounded incredibly boring. They were investment bankers and seemed to be making a lot of money, which their wives enjoyed.

Around the 5th hole, the men had both had 3-4 strong drinks and were looking flushed and animated. They tracked her movements constantly as she made their drinks and fetched the balls, sometimes reaching over to pat her thigh as she was driving them to the next hole. All of this was making her extremely horny and she did not know how much longer she could take it.

"Have a bit of prosecco with us, won't you?" Said John slyly, eyes dark as they dipped from her face to her neck down to her breasts which were feeling full and heavy from the attention from both men. His gaze lingered on her tits, and Melissa looked down, realising that her nipples were hard and poking through her dress right at them. She gasped and quickly looked up at him, sheepish at being caught in her responsiveness. Jeremy had finished his hole and walked to her side eagerly, effectively hemming her in between himself, John and the cart. He nodded in agreement with his friend and stared blatantly at her tits.

Caught in a dilemma, Melissa bit her lip uneasily and weighed up her decision. Both men watched her in anticipation. One drink couldn't hurt right? She muttered, "okay," and kneeled on the front seat to lean across to her drinks station. Seeing her firm ass bent over was too much for the pair, who had been hanging on by a thread since seeing her tight body at the reception. As she grasped the bottle neck on the small drinks station, she suddenly felt some light fingertips gliding up the back of her smooth thigh between her legs, stopping to gently brush a thick thumb between her pussy lips. She gasped and a gush of slippery cum released from her pussy hole and slid along her slit.

Both men audibly groaned deep and guttural at the sight of her lace covered gushy pussy, and she looked back to see Jeremy stood at the cart with John close behind him. They both had lust-filled faces and visible thick erections. She widened her legs slightly, making it clear she wanted them to keep going and looked back at them innocently. Jeremy continued rubbing his thumb along her slippery cunt, rubbing circles around her engorged clit making her shake and whimper in pleasure. Her hairless inny pussy clenched at the sight of both men ravenous for her.

"What about your wives? What would they say if they saw you touching my pussy?" Melissa asked in a small voice, emboldened by her arousal and her vulnerable position. Her hands regained her grip on the champagne bottle and she took a big gulp, bubbles erupting in her mouth. She turned back to them and opened her lips wide, showing the mouthful of champagne and the back of her pink throat. Both men were hard as granite imagining what they wanted to do to that throat and those shiny pink lips. She closed her mouth and gulped, swallowing the liquid, some dribbled from the corner of her mouth onto her dress covered tits. Once she had swallowed, she opened her mouth again and licked her lips, wetting them and making them plump and pink.

Jeremy, whose fingers continued rubbing up and down her pretty slit, looked at John, nodded and spoke first, "How could we resist young pussy like yours? What our wives don't know won't hurt them."

"Besides, aren't you here to serve our every need, Melissa?" John added sternly, making her squirm on her knees and bite her lip. He lent forward and his strong hands and fingers pushed the rest of her dress up around her waist, exposing her ass and pussy fully. His hands went further up her smooth body and roughly cupped her tits, massaging them and flicking her small tight nipples making her whimper desperately. She loved having her tits touched, although not as much as her ass.

Coming back down, he gripped the sides of her lacy thong and pulled it down her thighs. The breeze from the golf course brushed against her skin and her wet slit, making her shiver and get goosebumps.

Melissa whimpered and finally replied to him, "Yes sir."

Both men grunted and looked down at her sopping wet cunt hole, and her hairless puckered asshole which was tightening repeatedly from the attention and the chill. John reached up and gave her backside a firm smack and a soothing rub, "Good girl. You had a beautiful little pussy, doesn't she Jeremy?"

Jeremy resumed and stuck his thick middle finger into her pussy hole, making her groan and her eyes roll upwards. He sawed his finger in and out roughly, curling slightly, and grunted when his finger came out covered with her cream. Kneeling down on one knee on the edge of the cart, Jeremy came up close to her pussy, and licked up her wet creamy slit all the way to her tight sensitive asshole, which he stuck his pointed tongue into. Melissa had never been touched there before. Her eyes widened when his tongue lapped at her ass and his thumb strummed her clit, and she released a throaty, "Oh fuck baby."

"Fuck yes she's got a sensitive ass John," said Jeremy knowingly, and John could resist no longer, stepping up onto the cart and unzipping his golf slacks. As soon as he was knelt on the other side of the cart, Melissa on one side leaning over the backrest and John on the other, with Melissa's face effectively in John's lap, he grunted and took his hard aching cock out.

"Suck my cock," he said, gripping himself at the base of his thick cock and feeding it into Melissa mouth, which was wide open from a whimper. When her lips closed around his engorged head, licking up the slit and tasting his salty cum, he gripped her head using her long braids and thrust into her mouth. Once he reached the back of her throat, she spluttered and John groaned, "That's it you little slut."

After a few long pumps into her mouth, he pulled out of her mouth and bobbed his cock on her wet lips and then her red cheek, leaving behind a line of sticky cum. "She takes it well Jeremy," he said.

Down below, Jeremy licked and sucked on her hot pussy like a madman. He groaned and fisted his own leaking cock, saying, "Yes, she does. Do you hear what a good girl you are baby?"

Caught in the middle, withstanding the brutal pleasure and mouth fucking from both men, Melissa moaned loudly around the cock in her throat and nodded in answer. She felt Jeremy's tongue resume it's ministrations on her pussy and felt the tip of his thumb enter her tight asshole, which along with the hot praise from the older men, pushed her over the edge and made her scream out in orgasm as he lapped at her clit throughout.

"When was the last time you fucked such a hot mouth John?" Prompted Jeremy.

John's cock continued pumping in and out of her mouth, spurting salty pre-cum as he groaned, "Fuck, must be 20 years ago. My wife is too proper to give sloppy head like this."

After a few more thrusts in and out of her tight throat, John gave in and moaned deeply, "I'm gonna cum in your throat, fuck! You take it so well you little slut." On that last breath, he pumped deep into her mouth, his cockhead pulsing and shooting creamy cum down her throat. Melissa whimpered and gulped it down eagerly like the slut they all knew she was. As she was swallowing, Jeremy stood up from licking her cummy pussy, and stuck his cock straight into her waiting hole.

He stretched her tight channel and groaned from the squeeze. She moaned loudly, not expecting the intrusion from behind. John, slowly recovered from his strong orgasm, grasped her chin and told her to take the fucking like a good girl. Melissa held onto the back of the seat of the golf cart for dear life as Jeremy grabbed her curvy hips and started fucking her with deep, punishing thrusts.

All she could do was moan, hold on and look into John's dark eyes as Jeremy chased his orgasm inside her pussy. Her tits bounced into the seat from the impact of his thrusts and John reached down and cupped them in this large hands. Squelching noises started to get louder and louder as her wet pussy was fucked and his balls slapped against her clit, causing her to moan and pulse around his cock.

After a few minutes of rough fucking in which Jeremy gripped her thick hips and the slutty golf dress still hoisted around her chest, the pace started to get less consistent and it was clear that Jeremy was close. Thanks to the punishing rhythm and his balls hitting her slippy clit, so was Melissa.

"Shall I cum inside your pussy like a good little slut?" Said Jeremy.

"Yes Mr Brown! Cum inside my naughty pussy, breed me!" She screamed.

John stuck his thick thumb into her mouth and Melissa sucked on it thoroughly, holding it in her mouth. The dirty talk and the pressure on her pussy pushed her over the edge again, and she moaned and shook through her second orgasm. Her pulsing and clenching wet pussy was too much for Jeremy to withstand, and he made a few last violent slapping thrusts before grunting loudly and cumming into her tight cunt. He stilled inside her, feeling her still clenching channel squeeze the cream from his balls. There is no better feeling than having a fresh load in your pussy, she thought lustily.

"Oh fuuuck, that's a good girl. Well done baby, you took our loads so well." Jeremy said warmly to her, patting her firmly on the ass and pulling out of her pussy. John joined him round the back of her and they both watched as a big glob of white cum dripped out of her well fucked hole. Slowly, still shaking, Melissa slid her dress back down her ass, just covering her pussy and stood from the cart. She felt the cum drip down her thigh but rather than wipe it, she wanted to leave her pussy gooey.

"Next hole?"