[f/m/m] I was a slutty 16 yo – golf course adventure

I'm seeing this guy and his favorite thing to do is hear stories of slutty things I used to do before I met him. Really, the worse the story (or the younger I was when it happened) the more he likes it.

It's a little hard for me, because when I did these things, I wasn't really thinking abut ever sharing them with anyone else. But he likes to wait until we are alone…and maybe I've had a few glasses of wine…and he likes to ask me about my past. He's pretty dominant and, well, he can usually make me tell him whatever he wants. Which makes me squirm. He seems to like that as well.

But I thought I would post a story here for him then send him the link. Which he will either really like or…well…he might really make me squirm.

When I was 16 we lived in a house bordering our country club. One early evening, I had dinner with my parents, then was walking home across the golf course by myself – my parents were going on to another party.

I ran into some men on the 6th hole who were still playing golf – it was twilight so they must have just been trying to get 9 in before it was dark. I wasn't dressed particularly provocatively but I was tall and had long legs and probably looked pretty good in my short sundress and my hips were swaying as I was carefully planting my wedge sandals trying not to trip in the dim light.

In retrospect, they were probably mid-20s, but they seemed like grown up men to me. They started whistling and making comments when they saw me, which made me blush – I was still used to thinking of myself as a kid and I really didn't know what to do with this sort of attention.

One of the foursome came running after me to introduce himself – Matt – and apologize for his friends' behavior. He asked me to please come ride in the cart with them for the last few holes – they didn't know the course and wanted a guide – then they would drive me home.

I squeezed into between the nice guy and one of the more aggressive guys (Steve) – they were actually very nice and kept plying me with beer. I didn't have much of a tolerance then, so I didn't really notice we were falling further and further behind the other two until I looked up and realized we were in the middle of the rapidly darkening fairway and the furthest point away from the club house.

I said something about getting back, but they told me they had a better idea and asked me if I liked to smoke. At this point I was pretty tipsy and both men were caressing my legs with Steve running his hand between my knees occasionally brushing my white panties. They drove the cart over to a little rain/lightening shelter – it was open on one side and had a bench.

Steve pulled me out of the cart and I stumbled a bit and asked who had the pot. Steve told me he had something better and he pushed me down on the bench and unzipped his fly.

I was pretty inexperienced but I had read enough to know what to do when someone shoved a cock in my face and I began licking his shaft and gently sucking on the head. Matt came and stood next to Steve and unzipped his pants and they both began coaching me how they wanted to be sucked. Matt wanted more attention to his balls while Steve kept trying to shove his cock further and further down my throat.

Both men were really horny and aggressive and I was struggling to manage both of them. They began arguing about the best way to fuck me and who was going to go first. Finally Steve proposed that they do it at the same time.

I was a little worried at this point, but since I had a cock down my throat, I couldn't object. Steve pulled his cock out of my mouth and he sat down on the bench next to me. He then positioned me in front of him so I was on my knees. He forced my head back down on his cock while telling me what a good girl I was.

His friend got behind me and pulled my skirt up and ripped off my white cotton panties. He forced my legs apart and tilted my hips so he could get at my pussy. I was wet but I was tight. He tried to loosen my up a bit with his fingers but finally decided he was going to just ram his cock in there and stretch me out that way. It was a little awkward with us both on our knees, but Matt soon found a rhythm.

It hurt and I started to turn around to object, but Steve had both hands on my head and I couldn't move except to bob up and down on his cock. And then every now and then when he thought I could handle it, he would drive my face all the way into his crotch so his cock would slide down my throat and I would start to constrict my muscles around the head of his dick.

Once Matt started fucking me vigorously, it didn't hurt so much. Both men were grunting and thrusting so hard that I was buffeted between them. I wasn't so worried about Matt, but when Steve started telling me he was going to come and I was going to swallow every drop and would I like that I was afraid I was going to choke and gag.

When he started to shoot thick ropes of cum in my mouth, I started to pull away, but he clamped down on my head and forced me to take it all. I was so busy trying to swallow and breathe and manage all of Steve's cum that it didn't register until it was too late that Matt had pulled out of my pussy and was cuming all over my teenage ass.

So there I was – on my knees in the dirt with cum all over my back and ass and cum leaking out of my mouth. Not how I thought my evening was going to go when I decided to walk home across the golf course….

I can't believe I shared that story – I've never told anyone before – and it's gotten me really wet just thinking about it again. I hope the guy I'm going to send this link to isn't angry to learn that I acted like such a whore at such a young age…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3uz3pt/fmm_i_was_a_slutty_16_yo_golf_course_adventure