I [M] fucked the cart girl [f] [str8]

This took place a few summers ago but I finally got around to writing it out.

I was 26 at the time and had sold my soul to a Fortune 500 company as soon as I finished college. I had moved from the southeast to the Midwest for my job and it was nice to have a fresh start in a new city. This adventure came when my boss offered me a chance to go with him to a client’s golf tournament on the weekend. Golf, booze and a weekend in a hotel on the company dime? What a deal! I drove up to the hotel and checked in Friday night and then meet my boss and the guys from the company at the hotel bar, which meant Friday night was destined to be a mess. All I remember was stumbling into my bed and falling asleep fully clothed.

Golf tournaments start ungodly early and my wake-up call came far too quickly. After jumping in the shower and crushing a coffee from the machine, I set off for the course. As soon as I pulled in the driveway, I realized this would be a special day, mainly because this was by far the nicest course I had and maybe would ever play.

The other guys and I set off for our tee and started our round. We were playing pretty well through the first few holes when my day and weekend changed.

The cart girl.

A classic. This girl was absolutely beautiful, with blonde hair, big blue eyes and a stunning smile, the quintessential girl next door look. When she stepped out of her cart, she got even hotter. she was wearing a short black skirt that showed off her incredible legs and the course polo was tight enough to highlight her slim frame and perky boobs.

She was gorgeous and just my type but I quickly realized that I was about to fall into the worst trap ever, the horny golf guy hitting on a younger cart girl. I snapped out my daydreams and decided that rather than let the older guys creep her out, I would buy the first round. I walked over to her and she smiled which immediately threw my plan to not flirt out the window.

“Hey there,” I said, trying to break the ice as neutral as possible.

“Hey, I’m Emma and I going to be the cart girl for the tournament today” She replied

“Cool, can I get, um, two bloody Mary’s, two ciders and 4 Michelob Ultra’s?” I said remembering what the guys from the group wanted.

“Yeah, no problem!” she said eagerly. “Do you mind grabbing the beers while I start the other drinks? They’re just in that cooler there” she nodded at one of the sliding doors on the side of her cart.

I grabbed the beers and ciders out of the cooler and took them back to the carts so I’d have some free hands for the mixed drinks. As I turned back to the drink cart, I saw Emma leaning over to grab a bottle, her skirt riding up slightly to show off the bottom of her ass.

I was set off again. She was incredible. I tried to not think about how badly I wanted her as I walked back.

“Did you go there?” Emma asked while pouring vodka into a cup

“What? Oh yeah. I did, graduated a couple of years ago though.” I said, comprehending that she was talking about my polo which had my college logo on it.

“Nice! I just finished my sophomore year there!” she replied enthusiastically.

This surprised me, it was kind of unusual to meet someone in the Midwest who went there but this was a pleasant surprise as it made Emma even more attractive.

“Hey! You going to talk or are you going to hit your shot!” my boss yelled at me from the tee box.

“Yeah, yeah, need me to bail you guys out again?!” I quipped back to him.

“That’s cool, I loved my time there! Thanks for the drinks Emma, I’ll see you later on.” Turning my attention to the hot blonde.

“Yeah, I love it too! I just need your name quick.” She said, probably noticing my change of expression she quickly added “for your tab.”

“Oh, obviously.” I chuckled realizing how dumb I probably looked. “I’m Miles”

“Miles. That’s a nice name,” she said writing it down on her notepad.

I grabbed my driver, took a swig of my cider and walked up to the tee with my nerves all over the place. I honestly believe there is no greater sports pressure than hitting a tee shot in front of a pretty cart girl. I set up, trying not to think about Emma’s beautiful body watching me. I loaded up and ripped it. It was a massive drive, right down the middle of the fairway. I picked up my tee and looked up to see Emma, beaming at me. This put a massive pep in my step, walking back to the carts.

“Nice shot Miles! See you later!” Emma said driving off to serve the next group.

The guys in my group were relentless with their jokes about me showing off and flirting with the cart girl. It was harmless stuff, and since Emma was incredibly hot, I didn’t mind. The confidence that Emma’s compliment gave me carried us through the next few holes, and I was having one of my best rounds ever.

After making the turn to the back nine, Emma pulled back in. I was ecstatic because I had already hit so I could spend the whole time talking with Emma.

“Hey again!” she said seeing me walking towards her.

“Hey!” I said returning her smile.

I ordered a few mixed drinks, mainly just so I could talk with her for longer and hopefully, so I could get another look at her ass.

We chatted about our college and what some of my favorite places to go party were.

“Well, if I ever come back to for a weekend, it’s nice to know I’ve got a couch to sleep on.” I joked. Emma blushed and smiled, turning her head back to the drinks.

I realized I took it a step too far, “I’m sorry, that was a bad joke.” I apologized, “Probably sucks to have every guy out here flirt with you every time you stop the cart.”

Emma looked back at me and smiled, “Yeah, it’s creepy when it’s the guys old enough to be my dad or even worse when they could be my grandpa.” She faked like she was throwing up and laughed. “It’s not so bad when it’s someone handsome and closer to my age though” She added handing me the drinks.

Her response sent a shot down my spine. As I handed the guys their drinks, Emma peeled away and waved to me. I realized that this would probably be the last time I saw her as we were on the tail end of our round. It stung watching her drive away but, I figured I was being stupid fantasizing about a girl still in college and one that I had only spoken to while she was serving beers.

We finished the round and headed into the clubhouse for the reception and some post-round beers. I mingled around talking to some of the guys from the company I knew, mainly talking about the round and our plans for the night.

After another beer, I was bursting to piss. After leaving the bathrooms, I stepped out of the door and bumped right into someone.

“Sorry man, didn’t see you there.” I said quickly.

“No, no, my fault.” a female voice said.

It took me a second but I realized that it was Emma. She looked up and laughed.

“HEY, watch where you’re going PAL!” she said giggling, punching me in the shoulder. I laughed and pretended to get angry.

“If I knew it was you, I probably would’ve bumped you harder!” I responded, jokingly.

“Well!” Emma said leaning up to my ear “Maybe, I like it hard?” She stepped back and smiled and what must have been a pretty dumbstruck look on my face.

It must have been the alcohol and the sun messing with my thought processes because I decided to throw caution to the wind and kissed her. Emma took a beat and then started kissing back with even more intensity.

Her tongue pushed into my mouth and mine into hers as we started making out. My hand dropped down to get a feel of her amazing ass I caught a glimpse of earlier, it felt incredible in my hands, and when I gave it a slight squeeze, she let out a soft moan. We broke apart, both red-faced and slightly out of breath.

“Fuck.” She said looking into my eyes “I’m not allowed to do that.”

“I mean, I won’t tell anyone if you won’t” I responded trying to act cool.

“I mean if my boss saw me, I might have been fired!” she said slightly panicked. I took her hand trying to reassure her that it would be ok. “But you’re hot and that was hot and the moment was hot.”

“You’re pretty hot yourself” I noted, “I was thinking about you the whole day.”

She smiled at this, “I was going to ask for your number earlier but I chickened out.”

“Ha! Well, I guess fate is on our side here!” I said triumphantly, “How late do you work today? Do you want to go to dinner with me tonight?”

“Really? Yeah of course I’ll go to dinner with you! I finish in about an hour, just have to punch in all the tabs and stuff.” She replied eagerly. “There’s not a ton here but I’ll think of something!” We exchanged numbers so she could tell me where to pick her up later and the name of the restaurant. “I’m excited! I’ll see you later Myles!” she leaned in a gave me a quick peck on the cheek and went off to the staff locker room smiling.

I walked back up to the reception, with the same bounce in my step I had earlier when I had impressed Emma. Some of the guys saw me come back in with a bit of a flushed face and started cracking jokes but I didn’t care, all I could think about was Emma.

I hung around the reception a little longer, really just trying to plot my escape but I pushed my luck and the host told everyone to sit down for a raffle and awards. Surprisingly, our foursome won the low round of the day and we each took home a nice little trophy. I did a quick round saying goodbye to everyone I knew well and told my boss I’d see him Monday and headed back to the hotel. When I walked in the door, my phone chirped and I had a message from Emma,

‘*just finished work, just got home now. Can’t wait for tonight!*

*’* I smiled at the ‘can’t wait’ bit and wrote back ‘*just got into the hotel now. Going to hop in the shower then good whenever’*. I took a photo of the little trophy I won and sent the message ‘*Looks like tonight is a celebratory dinner ha-ha.*’

I looked at the message and cringed to myself think about my corny joke. I had started to take my clothes off for my shower when I heard my phone chirp again. Emma had sent a photo back and it was unbelievable. It was a photo of her incredible butt in a thong with the message ‘*ouu, can’t wait to celebrate with you, champ ;).’* I couldn’t stop looking at the photo, it was infatuating. I quickly texted back ‘*Fuck, you look so sexy!*’ (massive vocabulary over here) and got in the shower. As I was drying off, I decided to take a quick shirtless pick and send it to Emma.

I played a sport in college and kept up with a workout routine ever since graduation so I was in good shape and proud to show it off to a pretty girl.

She texted back almost right away with ‘*Oh. Fuck. You’re so fucking sexy.*’ At the end of the day, we’re all just horned up teenagers.

Emma texted me where and when to pick her up and the name of the restaurant she wanted to go to. I made the reservation and waited around watching ESPN until it was time to get her.

I drove to the address she gave me and texted her I was here, a few seconds later the door opened and my jaw hit the floor of my car. She looked stunning. She was wearing a white bodysuit that showed off her incredibly perky boobs and black jean short shorts that sat perfectly on her ass. I was speechless when she got in the car.

“Hey, uh,” I stuttered, “Emma, you look incredible!” I finally managed to find my words.

“Aww, thanks” she leaned in and kissed me, “you look pretty hot yourself!”

I started to drive to the restaurant, with Emma navigating beside me.

We started chit-chatting about school and I was trying to learn how things changed. Turns out she’s majoring in the same thing I did, which set off a flurry of roasting profs and classes we hated. She asked me about my job and my life, she seemed interested because sometimes the corporate day to day stuff I do glazes people’s eyes over.

Dinner was filled with more of the same small talk and laughter as we tried to avoid the elephant in the room that was how quickly we were trying to get back to the hotel room. Emma asked me a lot about the city I worked in, being from nearby she had never really experienced day-to-day life there and wanted to know all about it.

“You’re welcome anytime at my place.” I said trying to be seductive.

“Oh, I’ll make myself comfortable there. Don’t you worry.” She joked back, “A single guy’s apartment, you probably need I female touch to jazz it up. I’ll help you, free of charge!”

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I found myself liking Emma, despite the age gap she was incredibly smart and quick-witted. We seemed to have a lot in common and just generally had a good vibe together.

The air between us changed after I had paid the bill. We both knew what we wanted and now the time was approaching. Not wanting to overstep I asked her quickly “Do you want me to take you home because I can if you want?”

“Shut the fuck up and kiss me, Miles.” Emma pleaded, putting her lips to mine as we made out beside my car. This was a more passionate make out than the one back at the golf course.

Emma’s and my tongues danced around each other, we made out for a minute or so feeling one another up the entire time.

When we finally broke apart, Emma whispered in my ear “Let’s go, I need you so badly.” My heart started racing as I got in the car and set off for the hotel. We hit a red light and Emma reached across the center console and ran her hand along my pants where my hard dick was. “Fuck, I can’t wait for you.” She breathed. I took all I had to not blow right through that red light. When he finally pulled into the hotel, we headed straight for the elevators. I pushed the button for my floor and as soon as the doors closed, we were back on each other. If the last make out was passionate, this one was primal. Our tongues swirling together rapidly. The elevator stopped and we broke apart briefly to get into my room. I unlocked the door, and held it open for Emma, slapping her on the butt as she passed me.

“Fuck.” was all she said before I was back on her making out again. We started shuffling to the bed until I was finally able to push her onto it and I could crawl on top of her. Emma pulled my shirt off while I started unbuttoning her jeans. I pulled her jeans off and pushed her bodysuit and thong to the side so I could slide my fingers along her wet slit.

“OH, FUCK Miles!” Emma moaned into me as we kept making out. I slid two fingers into her pussy and started to finger her, feeling her pussy tighten around my fingers. I pulled the straps down so that her perfect, perky boobs were finally free. I bent down and started sucking on her nipple.

“Oh my god, yes!” Emma breathed throwing her back in pleasure. I decided that I had to taste her, so I shifted myself between her legs, pulling down the rest of her bodysuit and it and her thong off.

“Fuck Emma, you are so sexy.” said finally looking at her fully naked body. I quickly kissed her before I started kissing my way down her toned body.

Trailing my way from her nipples, over her tight stomach before getting to her inner thighs. Emma’s breath sharpening with each kiss. I got between her legs and started tonguing her clit and slowly sliding my fingers inside her. I could hear Emma’s breath quicken and I picked up the pace, swirling my tongue around her pussy. I kept my tongue all over her clit and sped up the fingering, make sure to rub her g-spot with each pass. I could feel Emma’s pussy and muscles tighten as she let out a loud moan and “Holy fuck.” I crawled up back so Emma and I could make out again while the waves of pleasure rolled over her, “Miles, fuck.” She breathed “flip over.” I did as she said, as Emma pulled down my pants and boxers off. Emma smiled as my dick freed itself and she grabbed it. Emma ran her tongue up my shaft and then swirled it around my tip, making me shudder briefly. Emma began giving me one of the best blowjobs I’ve ever had. Her spit lubricating her hand as she was pumping my dick. Her spit glistening along my rock-hard dick as she worked her magic, using her free hand to fondle my balls was just adding to my pleasure. All I could do was watch and let out “Fucks” every time I made contact with her beautiful blue eyes. I wrapper Emma’s hair around my fist as I pushed her down to deep throat me, only letting her up at the last minute.

“Fuck Miles. I need you.” Emma gasped out of breath as she came up from the base of my dick.

I was rearing to go; I had been thinking about fucking this stunning girl all day and now it was about to happen. I pulled her up so she was straddling right over the top of my dick, I rubbed my hard dick along her clit and then positioned it at her entrance.

“Oh my god Miles, Fuck.” She moaned again, as I slid inside of her.

Emma threw her head back in pleasure as she began working her hips, riding me, slowly picking up the pace. My hands moved to her ass, squeezing her tight cheeks and helping bring Emma into me. She looked amazing on top of me, her supple tits bounced in front of my face, teasing me to suck them. Emma noticed my attempts, s she leaned forward so I was able to put my mouth around her nipple and suck. “mmm. Fuck baby, that feels sooooo good!” She breathed, slowing her hip down to a more sensual pace. I felt this new sensual vibe needed a little bit of spice, so I lifted my hand from her ass and gave her a hard spank. “Fuck baby! That’s so hot. Spank me harder!” She moaned in ecstasy. I spanked her again, this time harder, as a loud smack rang out, Emma moaned louder and her riding picked to hot and fast pace. “Your dick feels so good baby!” she said seductively “I want you to fuck me on top”. I loved to hear this, it’s probably just the primal instinct in me but I love being in control on top, so I slid Emma off and flipped her over. I got between her open legs and slid my dick into her sopping wet pussy. This time I was the one to moan, “Holy fuck Emma, you feel so fucking tight.” I moaned as I began to pump my hips into hers.

“Yeah baby, fuck my tight little pussy. Fuck me hard baby” Emma gasped as I picked up the tempo. Emma looked amazing lying on her back, her toned stomach clenching in pleasure and her big blue eyes looking up into mine. “Fuck me daddy.” She moaned. This set me off, I never thought I would be turned on by being called daddy, but there was something about fucking this college girl that pushed me to my limits. I started to go all out, slamming my dick into her tight pussy, her soft moans urging me on. I leaned forward and wrapped my hand around Emma’s throat, constricting her breathing.

“Oh, fuck daddy! Fuck me baby” she gasped “Fuck me, cum in me baby. Cum in me Miles!” I knew this was risky as fuck, but I couldn’t control myself. I could feel my orgasm building and knew I would soon be at the point of no return. Emma’s tight body was shaking underneath me as I kept pounding her.

“OH MY GOD! Don’t stop baby, fuck me!” Emma screamed digging her nails into my back as she approached her climax. This finally pushed me over the edge, and I let out a low “fuck” as I shot my load into Emma’s tight pussy. “Oh, fuck Miles!” she moaned feeling I had finished in her, “Fuck baby, that was incredible.” She panted leaning up to kiss me. “You were amazing!” I said when we broke apart, Emma let out a soft moan as I slid out of her, our mixed juices spilling out of her pussy and onto the bed.

I lay down next to her as we both tried to catch our breath, Emma rolled into me, draping herself across my chest looking up into my eyes “I’m glad you bumped into me at the golf course” she said longingly. “Yeah, me too. I had an incredible night with you Emma” I replied.

“I wish you didn’t have to go tomorrow.” Emma said sadly.

“Yeah, I know, let’s not think about that though. Let’s enjoy the rest of the time we have together.” I said playing with her long blonde hair.

“I could always come down to you”

“Yeah? I’d like that.”

Emma was comforted by that and nuzzled herself a little further into my shoulder slot. We stayed there like that, eventually falling asleep naked next to each other.

I didn’t know when I accepted a golf trip with my boss that my soon to be wife would be driving the beer cart, but somehow life finds a way.

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