
      Mike reached into his golf bag and took out a cell
phone/walkie talkie.  "Almost forgot. I'm going to call
those other guys over that Rick mentioned on the phone," he
said.  "What other guys?" I asked.  Beth said: "Rick told me
that some other caddies could help me with my problem, and
that he told them about my figure.  Then he said they really
wanted to meet me and I said sure, I want to meet them too."
Mike buzzed someone on the phone and I stood and watched
with fear as a young masculine voice came on the speaker.
"What's up?" he said.   "Hey dude, she's here.  Her
husband's here too but he's cool.  Get your asses over to
the first hole in the area under construction.  You gotta
see this."  "All right!" the other voice shouted.  Then it
said: "And the husband's cool?"   Mike looked at me for a
moment and when the voice crackled: "hello?" Mike looked
over at Beth and smiled and said: "Yeah, no problem."
"Oooooh, raunchy!" the phone exclaimed. 

      This golf lesson was rapidly losing ground to an
almost frightening harassment.  "Beth, let's get the hell
out of here,"  I said.  "Why, honey?" she said, "and oh
look, Mike's get something in the way of his swing too. And
I think they might have bigger obstructions than you do, no
offense."  Out of nowhere two golf carts showed up from
different directions, one carrying two African American
youngsters, about Rick and Mike's age. One wore tinted
glasses and a Tiger Woods cap; the other was big and beefy
and had on blue running shorts.  In the other cart sat a
rather heavy-set Hispanic guy with shades, a cowboy hat, and
a goatee.  I was so jumpy I looked jerkingly to each side of
me as they came up behind me.  "Getting nervous, my dear?"
Beth smiled.

      The guys pulled the carts right up to the green,
facing us, and Mike and Rick took Beth by the hand and
walked her over to a spot in front of the carts.  Without
introducing the new arrivals Rick turned to them and smiled:
"What did I tell you?  Incredible, right?"  "Wow,"  the guy
in the Tiger cap said, laughing loudly.  "You were not
lyin'," the Hispanic guy said.  "Dudes, this is Beth.  Beth,
tell them why you wanted to meet them."  Beth smiled and put
her arms around Mike and Rick and pulled them toward her.
"My husband's dream is for us to golf together and he
convinced Rick and Mike to be my golf instructors.  I need
special attention because these big tits get in the way of
my swing, and Rick said you could be helpful too."  She
stuck her breasts out and said:  "And I need all the help I
can get, cause I want to please my husband.   Can you guys
help me?"  The Hispanic guy whistled: "Uh, hello. I'm here
for you."  The other two guys laughed appreciatively.

       "Well hold on, it depends," Rick said, "they can't
teach you unless they see exactly what the problem is."
Mike said: "Yeah, babe, and I asked you to get that top off
before.  We're all here now, so let's see those huge boobs
of yours."   Beth shook her hips a little, "right in front
of my he-man husband?"  Mike was nasty now and said: "that
pussy?  Get real.  And let me help you with your top."
Instantly she raised her arms over her head.

      With that he grabbed her top and roughly pulled it
completely off her body. I heard it a tearing sound and
watched with a fright as he threw it in my direction.  There
she stood, her nipples, somewhat oval shaped and unusually
full-sized, erect and aimed so deliciously at the three who
had just joined us.  She put her arms back around Mike and
Rick, at butt level.  They stood staring down at her chest
as if struck by electricity.  No one said a thing, just
stared pop-eyed at my wife's jugs.  She seemed to know
exactly how arousing this was and studied their faces with a
kind of conceited, almost nasty grin.   I had to do
something, and said: "Beth, you could get hurt here.  The
show's over."   "Oh Timmie," she laughed, "these guys are
going to teach me golf.  And you'll keep them in line."   

      Then she aimed her tongue at Rick and kissed him, then
Mike and said: "Well, what do you think?"   I was almost
fainting as I saw her "teachers" squeeze and suck on her
tits for what seemed like five minutes, Beth's eyes closing
and her head dropping back as their lips roamed her face and
neck.  Then Mike looked at the two Black guys and said: "You
want some of this?" and planted her on the cart and said:
"Give 'em those tits, Mrs. Cooper."  She squeezed into the
space in the front of the car and moaned as these two
athletic hunks had their way with her breasts, licking and
squeezing them, kneading them, pulling on them.  Her fingers
snaked through their hair and over their necks.  Then Mike
pulled her off the cart and had her sit in the Hispanic
guy's lap.  "Shit!" he laughed, "I have never seen tits this
big."  He mauled her roughly, then she strutted back to the
green.

      Rick took two golf balls and lifted her left tit and
stuck one ball under it.  The massiveness of her tit kept
the ball in place. Then he stuck both balls under her boob,
which as a result lifted more straight up then stuck out.
Then he did the same with the other tit, getting the tit to
hold two balls in place.  The balls fell out when one of the
boys told her to shake her jugs. Rick complained: "Pick them
up and keep those balls under your tits.  That's how you
learn."   All the guys laughed.  "Yeah, get down there and
pick 'em up," Mike said.  "Hey, I thought there was a little
car that drove around and did this," my wife smirked.  Rick
said: "That's at the driving range.  Out here on the course
you'll practice using your tits as ball holders."  The guy
with the blue running shorts yelled, rubbing his crotch as
he and the other recently arrived young perverts stepped
onto the green. "Yeah, there's a little car, but right now
you're the ho-mobile!"

      Beth was now standing on the green handing the golf
balls back to Rick, and the atmosphere was getting more and
more tense.  She was surrounded by these five predators and
me. I felt physically coerced by them.  Yet my wife seemed
more animated than I had ever seen her.   "Who wants to show
me how to putt?  You gotta show me how to 'swing back and
forth like a pendulum'"  She was trembling, red-faced,
wired.  She bent over with her arms akimbo and made her big
tits swing back and forth.  "Like this?" she said to Rick.
They stared at her heavy boobs swinging and made filthy
comments about her body.

      Rick tossed the balls on the green at her feet.
"Practice with them," he said  commandingly.  "I think I
need a putter," she said, still shaking her tits.  "Get on
your knees and putt with your secret weapons," he said.  His
tone was increasingly demanding.   Beth got on her knees and
the guys watched as she set a ball under her chest on the
green and then swung at it with her pendulous breasts.  Rick
shook his head, made a sound of exasperation, and stepped so
that he was over her, his legs on either side of her.  He
leaned down and grabbed one of her tits and swung at a
couple of balls.  "That's how to putt!" the Woods cap guy
laughed.

      Then Rick moved to face her and dropped to his knees.
He looked at me defiantly and smiled: "Mr. Cooper, it's time
I showed your lovely wife my putter."  I was flabbergasted
to see him unbuckle his shorts - he had nothing on
underneath - and pull them down to his knees.  There, facing
my bride and as big as life, was a very thick, completely
aroused young masculine phallus.  His cock seemed to be so
hard he could have hung his golf bag on it.  I said: "Rick,
get yourself decent and you're coming with me.  I am going
to report you to your boss.  Then I am going to call the
cops and have you arrested."  Beth was staring in
fascination at the dick in her face and then half glancing
my way started laughing.  "You wanted me to learn golf so
I'm learning.  And this is the best part -I get to work with
their putters.  Rick's boss and the police won't care if I
want this. And I really want it, honey."   
	   
      I watched incredulously as Beth got on her knees as
well and began to stroke his cock, then placed her other
hand under his balls, caressing them, then reaching beyond
them to his ass.  His head rolled back and Mike said: "Grip
is so important with the putter, isn't it dudes?"  He looked
up from the scene with a big smile and stared at my
reaction.  The blue shorts kid said: "Look at her work that
putter. She knows how to jack it off."  Mike had unzipped
his slacks and was vigorously stroking his hard prick.  The
blue short-ed kid's erection was becoming obvious, and the
Hispanic guy began rubbing his groin.  Rick reached over and
pulled her skirt up over her butt.  "I gotta have a piece of
that ass," he said, and stood up straight, letting the skirt
fall back over her hips, "after you show your husband how
you love to suck me off."  Beth looked up at him and smiled
and said: "So the lesson is over for today?"  She jacked him
harder and faster, then wrapped her tits around his ma .
"Just starting," Rick muttered, "and it looks like you're
dick hungry."  She let her big boobs fall to her chest and
opened her mouth.  Her tongue licked her upper lip and she
laughed: "I don't know if I can handle all this cock."

      He put his hand behind her head and pushed the swollen
head of his manhood between her hungry lips.  She held the
shaft with one hand and licked the head, then admiringly
kissed the full length of his cock.  The veins in the shaft
looked vital and powerful, and they slowly disappeared
inside my wife.  Then she began to move her head back and
forth.  As she did this a moan of pleasure arose in her
bosom.  Rick reached down and played with her tits.  I was
strangely fascinated by her ability to swallow this boy's
oversized penis.  Saliva dripped from his cock when her
mouth oscillated back to hold only the cock head.  

      The other guys had moved closer to her.  Rick looked
at me and smiled: "Your wife sure knows how to handle my
putter.  Thank you for hiring us to teach her the game of
golf."  The dizzying events of the last hour were making me
numb with shock but I said: "The first thing I do when I get
back to the club house is find your boss.  I am going to
insist that all of you be fired.  In fact," I said, turning
to walk briskly in that direction, "I'm on my way now.  You
fellas are going to be out of this club by the end of today,
and you will never caddie anywhere in this town."  Rick's
big stiff dick popped out of my wife's mouth and Beth said
with a smile, "wait honey."  I felt that maybe, just maybe,
this surrealistic episode was ending.  She said to Mike:
"Give me that cell phone." As he handed it to her she said:
"what's your boss's extension?"  He gave it to her and she
dialed it, and while holding the phone to her ear she rubbed
Rick's cock.  Then she spoke into the phone, "Hi, do now my
husband, Tim Cooper?  Good.  Tim's had a little bit too much
to drink and may be coming into the office.  He's really not
feeling very well and I told him not to golf today. If you
see him would you find a spot for him to rest?  He's just
gotten off a four day trip and is completely exhausted. He's
likely to say anything and I'm worried about him.  You can?
Great! Thanks."

      She turned toward me slightly. "Just relax, honey,"
she said,  and then she smiled and shook her head and barked
in an irritated way: "....and don't...interrupt my lesson
again."  She glared at me and rubbed Rick's dick against her
face while her tongue extended out of her mouth as far as it
could. With her eyes closing she laughed.  "Just have a seat
and let Rick teach me how to putt."  I sat down on the
green, feeling defeated.  Mike walked behind Beth and pulled
her panties down to her knees.  Her lucious ass was so
sinfully beckoning.  Mike began finger-fucking her.  "Dudes,
this is one soaking wet, horny cunt. Fuck me!"  Rick was
breathing hard and said: "Your next step, Mrs. Cooper, is to
suck Mike's cock."  Rick knelt behind Beth and Mike's
impressive schlong was now in her eager mouth.  Ricks's
large, strong hands began to knead my wife's sweet cheeks.
He called to the other guys, "nice ass, huh? Who wants
lunch?"  The two Black guys stepped over, high fiving each
other. rst," Rick smiled, "I just gotta fuck her."  Hands
roamed over her thighs and buttocks, then Rick spread her
ass open and with his hand on his prick he rubbed it against
her asshole and her pussy.

      Beth responded by looking back at him, Mike's
spit-shined cock being stroked vigorously.  "Keep blowing
me," Mike protested, his hand on the back of her shiny red
hair.  Beth bent down more and shoved her ass toward Rick,
shaking her hips and moaning.  Rick had entered her and
began stroking slowly.  "Oh yeah," the Hispanic guy said,
"do her. Bang that whore pussy."  Beth was now sucking Mike
hard, her scarlet lips pressed almost desperately over his
purple, venous dick.  She wanted him to come now, this
second, the way she was sucking him off.  Mike was panting
in pleasure and said: "Lick my balls."  He took his cock in
his hand and jacked it as she obediently buried her face in
his testicles.  After a moment of this, with Rick now
smacking his body hard against her from behind, Mike said:
"I want you to suck my whole dick."   He was about to lie
down on the green when Rick stepped up his fucking even to a
faster pace and then, his knees buckling, he cried out.  His
hips ground rd against her she had to hold on to Mike to
avoid collapsing, and Rick's orgasm sent my wife into a
climax.  It was the first of many today and the first of
many that went far beyond any sexual release she had
experienced with me.

      His pants down to his ankles, Mike lay on the ground
and immediately Beth leaned over him and tried feverishly to
swallow his entire cock.  "This is a long fucker," she said
to him, almost apologetically, trying to catch her breath.
"Take it all," he commanded,  pulling her head down
forcefully so that her face smashed against his body, "if
you want to learn this game, you gotta practice." Then he
looked over at me, "right? You're her husband. Tell her."  I
smiled at him annoyingly.  She seemed to enjoy the
manhandling and eagerly worked her mouth in bigger and
bigger swallows, further and further inhaling his dick,
wickedly determined to devour the entire organ.  

      Meanwhile the Black guy with the blue running shorts
had gotten behind my wife and was playing with her ass while
his oversized cock slapped her twat back and forth.  He said
to Rick, "this is rare, hot housewife pussy.  Man, how did
you get your hands on this hot housewife pussy?"  The other
boys were pulling on her tits hard to get them out to her
side and sucking on them.  Sometimes they and Mike would
shake her tits crazily and she stopped once and said: "You
like my big tits?  I can shake 'em for you later if you
want."  Mike said: "Don't stop blowing me until I say,
Country Club Whore."  Before he roughly pushed his cock back
into her mouth my wife chuckled, "Excuse me, I'm a married
country club whore." As she resumed this fellatio her free
hand reached out and grabbed unknown prick meat,
energetically roaming over the boy flesh and sliding her
fingers up and down the shafts.

      Rick stood, his dick already beginning to revive. He
squeezed the remaining semen out of it and said: "Hey, Mrs.
Cooper," and she looked up at him.  "Your cunt missed some,"
and threw it at my wife face.  When it landed on her sun
glasses, now slipping down on her sweat-moistened nose, he
said: "Good catch, club whore."  There was laughter, and my
giggling wife said: "I'm trying to learn.".  Rick turned to
the guy in the blue shorts and said: "How did we get our
hands on this pussy? Well, her husband set it up.  We hardly
knew him and he told us how big her tits were.  He was
trying to turn us on, weren't you?"  He smiled over at me.
"Like, this dude purposely took the spot next to me and Mike
at the driving range and dropped these hints about his wife
can't golf because of her jugs."

       The guy in the blue shorts smiled over at me also,
waving his dick in his hand, and I was startled to see how
thick and long it was.  "I got something for your lovely
wife, Mr. Cooper, sir," he chuckled.  He dispensed with the
baby steps of stroking and rammed in hard and heavy.  I
stepped over to Beth as she screamed and, concerned he was
hurting her, knelt down and - trying hard to avert the sight
of her sucking Mike's cock, tapped her gently on the
shoulder.  "Beth," I asked gently, "are you OK?  Are you
hurt?"  She ignored my concern and turned back to look at
her lover. "Oh fuck!  What is that, a cannon? Christ do you
have a big dick!"  When I repeated my question she looked at
me and gasped, annoyed, "What?"  

      She went back to blowing Mike and within a few moments
he shot a hot load into her mouth.  She kept on sucking his
dick and balls, her lips wrapped around his still stiff
cock, her cries of pleasure muffled by his fleshtube.   Then
she stroked him and cried out openly and loudly as she came.
The other black guy, in the Tiger cap, gently kicked Mike to
make him slide over and the black guy knelt before her face,
his dick proudly aimed at her mouth.  Meanwhile his
colleague's powerful thrusts were shaking my wife's ass as
hard as ever, the buttocks rippling wildly.  The guy in the
Tiger cap took his shirt off - he was so cut it was
disgusting - and he turned to me with a grin. "How often do
you fuck your wife, sir?  She's goin' at it like she's had
no dick for ages.  Look at her shove that ass at Kevin.
Mmmm - mmmmm.  Hey bro, how does that pussy feel?"   Kevin
moaned: "This bitch is one horny cunt.  Ain't that right,
honey?  You really love cock, don't you?"   Beth nodded as
she to work on the dick in her mouth.  The guy in the Tiger
cap reached to her ass and spread the cheeks roughly, and to
the hilt.  Then he stuck a finger in her asshole. "How about
a little anal stimulation, club slut?"  She let out yelps,
lost in carnal pleasure, and then Kevin cried, shooting a
load into her vagina.  He stayed in a while and the Tiger
cap guy kept finger fucking her ass.

      In a flash, after Kevin collapsed on the green a happy
youngster,  the Hispanic kid was behind her, his pants at
his knees.  "I want to see those tits get fucked while I
fuck your ass," he said.   "Anal intercourse is out of the
question," I said, trying to preserve some face in this sick
situation, "she doesn't do it and I won't permit it."  He
grinned, "well she sure loves that finger up her ass. Don't
you, whore housewife?"   He stuck his own index finger into
her, joining the one already driving in and out of her
asshole.  He put his other hand on her pussy and caressed
her clitoris.  The Hispanic guy said: "Let's turn her over.
Sit on her face and then fuck those watermelons."   "Cool,"
the Tiger cap guy said, slapping his cock against her face.

      For a moment, with the breeze blowing gently across
the fairway behind us and the sun rising higher in what was
a perfectly clear day, this savage carnal nightmare took a
break.  Beth lay on the green and played with her tits,
watching the reactions of her lusty young friends as they
responded - at crotch level - to the erotic effect of her
hands manipulating her amazingly full and heavy tits.
Seeing this as an opportunity to put an end to this
morning's wickedness, I said: "OK, fellas. It's over.  My
wife was merely using you to get back at me for something I
did."  I knelt down near Beth and said: "Congratulations,
you made your point ten times over.  Tell these guys you're
all done and that you were taking revenge.  And tell them
you don't do anal."

      She rolled over on her right side, facing me, and
extended her left leg upward slightly, highlighting her
rump.  She smiled at me and said: "He's right.  I don't do
anal," then she took off her cum-stained sunglasses and
tossed them on the ground.   Then she reached behind her and
began to rub her ass, kneading the left buttock slowly.  She
pulled at her ass crack and my stare alternated between her
hand, the impatient, unsmiling trancelike stares of these
young men, and her gorgeous eyes.  The Hispanic guy was now
standing over her and jacking his fat dick.  It wasn't more
than 7 inches, but it was uncannily thick.  She smiled up at
him and said: "I don't do anal - with my husband."   "All
right," he and the others cheered.  Then she turned to me
and said: "Honey, it started out as revenge, but I am having
too much fun.  Aren't these college-age kids the best?"  She
rolled on her back and spread her legs, pulling them up
toward her head.  "So which one of you boys wants to butt me
while he does my tits?"

      As soon as the words left her mouth the one Black guy
had plopped his boner on her face, his fat hairy nuts
resting on her brow.  He began to rub them back and forth on
my wife's head, taking his cock to the point of "rarin' to
go".  Her hands went to his genitals and he held her ankles,
pulling her back so that her ass was fully exposed.  The
Hispanic guy   had fetched a tube of skin cream out of his
golf bag.  "Always comes in handy for blisters, dry skin,
and buttfucking horny wives here at the club," he said to
me.  His three fingers worked the cream into her asshole and
after he wiped some on his cock he slowly began to feed his
hard flesh into Beth's anus.  Meanwhile the Black kid had
spat several times onto the divide between her breasts and
guided his cock between them.  His crotch almost completely
covered Beth from the neck up.

      She yelled in pain for the first few minutes as the
Hispanic dick invading her made its way into her ass.  His
strokes were gentle at first, thankfully.  "God this asshole
is tight," he moaned, talking to Mike.  "Fuck this whore's
ass!" Mike said encouragingly, his schlong hanging out
defiantly.  "Yeah dude, drill that butthole,"  Rick said.
Beth's cries seemed to grow softer and then, to my further
disgust, she said, her voice muffled by boy flesh overhead:
"Oh, fuck my butt.  Fuck me."  The Black guy was grooving on
the titfucking and his ebony hands grabbed her big tits
vigorously and mashed them together to keep his rock hard
penis from popping out.  "You like all this cock, don't you,
club whore?" he smiled.  "Your wife LOVES getting fucked in
the ass!" the Hispanic guy said to me.

      He picked up his strokes and after a few moments shot
his wad inside her rectum. His cries of sexual release
seemed to heighten her excitement and she reacted to him by
coming herself. I sat in disbelief as my wife achieved a
climax from being fucked in the ass by a young stranger.
No sooner had he stepped away then Rick, fully revived, took
his place.  Now another boy was fucking her, but with the
fat Black cock stroking away at her tits she had no idea
who.  The other guys made filthy comments to both boys,
cheering them on.  "This bitch loves to fuck," Kevin said,
shaking his head.  "Fuckin' watermelon nympho," the Hispanic
guy said.  Rick said: "Thanks for opening up this asshole
for me, dude. God this is great."  He panted as his strokes
became more forceful.  Then he yelled, "hey dude, let's
switch, and roll her over so I can lie down while she fucks
my dick with her tits."   The Black guy stood up and walked
around to her ass.  "What's happening?" she said, panting,
"don get to vote?"  Rick was now standing over her head and
said: "No, you don't.  Now get up on all fours and wrap
those fuckin' tits around my cock while he fucks that slut
ass of yours."

      He lay down and she eagerly sucked his cock, then
perched over it and, holding her tits, rubbed them up and
down on the erect meat she could not stop staring at.  The
Black guy began fucking her ass and she cried out in
approval.  After a few minutes Mike said: "Oh dudes, let's
jerk off on this horny bitch and then get her to suck off
the new caddies."  Rick said: "Like Will and James?"  Mike
laughed, as he stroked his cock and looked at me, "yeah,
those guys.  They're eleventh grade cocks will go ballistic
when they see her tits."  Rick laughed, watching my wife's
relentless tit fucking of his dick, "they're so shy.  Let's
fuck with 'em."  He slid out from her abruptly and said:
"OK, Mrs. Cooper, we end the first lesson with a jizzfest,
right in your face."  "Yeah, well, I want to keep fuckin'
this hot ass," the Black guy protested.  "Cool," Rick said,
"but the next time we fuck her, I call the shots."  The
others knelt in front of her in a circle and wacked away at
their dicks. h's massive breasts shook wildly with the
fucking. She looked eagerly up at her young studs faces and
then their cocks.

      Rick was ready almost immediately and five hefty shots
of semen blasted from his dick, landing in her hair, on her
visor, and past her face to her back.  A gob on her visor
hung down in front of her brow.  Then Kevin came, his cream
landing on her shoulders and in her hair.  After a few
moments Mike shot next, trying to aim for her face.  He
moved in close and his cum burst in two strong, generous
masses of sperm, and they splatted hard against her eyes and
cheeks, running down quickly and forming strings hanging
from her.  The Hispanic guy took a while, jacking faster and
faster. "C'mon, give it to me, you fucker. Come on my face.
I want your jizz on my face!" she said frantically.  She
seemed to be insatiable, even when he complied and shot at
about the same time the Black guy came inside her rump.

      Rick said, "well, Beth, how does it feel to be out on
the course? You enjoying this?"  She looked up at him after
she collapsed on the green. "I never knew I could enjoy
anything so much."  She smiled at me, "hey honey, how'm I
doin'?  Glad you came along?"  They all laughed.  Mike got a
towel from one of the carts and threw it at her.  "Clean up,
club slut.  I want you to meet our younger colleagues."  I
had to say something. "Really, this is over.  Beth, I told
you I was sorry.  Can we please leave now?"  Beth stood up
and half limped toward me.  But she spoke to Mike, "are
these guys hot like you?"  "Yeah, and I want you to drive
them crazy with your tits and then blow them.  So get
dressed."  She wiped all the cum off of her, dug the towel
into her ass crack and wiped a little, then handed me the
towel. "Souvenir," she said.

      Mike got on the cell phone/walkie-talkie and called
the other caddies. "You guys have to get over here right
away!" he commanded.  "What's up?"  "You guys interested in
teaching someone older and maybe caddying for her?"  "Yeah,
sure, more money," the voice said.  "Well, hurry up," Mike
said and pushed the off button.  Within a few minutes a cart
appeared with three younger looking caddies, clearly high
school age.

      Mike and the others walked over to the cart with my
wife, who had done an amazing job of freshening herself up.
Mike had her stand in front of him, and he had his hands on
her shoulders.  He slipped the straps of her top down off
her shoulders, exposing half of her breasts.  "Guys, this is
Beth Cooper, and that's her husband."  He pointed absently
my way.  "Mrs. Cooper," he said, "Meet Will, James and
Robert."   She had her sunglasses off now and she shook each
of their hands, holding each hand longer than usual and
using an extreme 1-900 voice.  They were clearly knocked out
by the sight of her feminine charms.  Now a different, new
sense of erotic terror was coming over me.

      Beth slowly stepped closer to the cart and leaned with
one hand on the front, and half faced Mike and the other
studs.  She rested one leg up on the cart, carefully placing
it so that it was in contact with Will's bare leg.  When he
moved instinctively she moved with him.  Rick said: "Mrs.
Cooper, why don't you tell them what you want?"  The boys in
the cart were demonstratively hypnotized by the sight of my
wife's large breasts and were trying hard, out of
bashfulness, to avoid staring obviously.  Their nervousness
was amusing Mike and Rick and the others.  They began to
smile and smirk at each other.

      Beth then put her hands in her hair and stuck her tits
out.  "Well, my husband told these guys about my interest in
lessons and I think I need more attention than they can
give.  As you can see -"  she grabbed a club and bent over
in front of the cart as if to address a ball.  "I am kind of
huge in the chest." She looked up at the youngsters in the
cart as she shook her ass in an exaggerated fashion and made
her tits swing.  She put down the club and walked up to Will
and said, her face very close to his, "very huge."  He
looked down toward her chest half in a panic, half in
adolescent lust.  "Want to see?"  Without waiting for an
answer she held up her arms and Rick pulled the top off.  He
and the other guys were laughing outright now as the timid
but aroused boys in the cart stared in disbelief.  She
pushed Will's face into her tits, then walked around and did
the same with James and Robert.  

      Rick said: "Hey, rookies, Mrs. Cooper loves to turn
dudes on with her big tits. Don't you Mrs. Cooper?"  My wife
moaned, "oh yeah.  I can't get enough."  "Wow, this is
really something," Robert said, his mouth dry.  "Is she
giving you guys stiffies?" Mike asked.  He and the others
laughed.  Will stammered: "Gosh, those are big," he was
staring open mouthed at her tits.  "Biggest tits you'll ever
see, dude," Kevin yelled.  Then Beth knelt on the front of
the cart, ass toward Will and the other two, and looked
back.  She played with her tits with one hand and then run
her hand under her skirt, exposing her red panties.  She
pulled on them to stuff them into her ass crack and shook
her ass and her tits.  Rick said: "Guys, she's a great
cocksucker.  Who wants to get blown?"

      Will said meekly, "well, er, I don't know.  She's so
pretty," he seemed lost, overtaken by the waves of sexual
excitement falling over him.  She got out of the cart and
leaned over his lap, Rick's hand fondling her ass.  She
began to caress Will's lap and said: "Oh yeah, you're
getting hard. Give me your cock so I can suck the cum out of
your balls."  When he hesitated she said: "Here, I'll help
you."  She took his virgin dick in her mouth and slowly
swallowed the semi-hard flesh.  She picked up speed as his
dick became fully hard and within minutes he came in her
endlessly hungry throat.  She moved to Robert on the other
side, and Mike moved with her, fucking her while she blew
Robert.  She reached behind him and went to work on jacking
James.  James was getting into it and stood up so that he
could feed her his dick for better contact with her fisting
fingers.   Soon Robert let loose with his boy jizz and she
devoured James's hot dick. He took the longest of the three,
and when she pleaded that he come on her face, he gasped
hoarsely and loudly.  She stared back at me and said: "See
that guy over there?"  Then she turned her gaze up at the
kid and continued. ".....He's my husband.  Knowing that he's
watching your dick in my hand while I get fucked like this
is going to make me come.  Please shoot that cream on my
fucking face, you rock hard boytoy."  She was now jacking
the cock in her hand at ninety miles an hour, looking at it
adoringly. "God, I love having all this dick in front of my
future golf partner...."  Then the lad's flesh snake
exploded with five jets of hot semen, splatting to my wife's
appreciative yells against her cheeks and lips.

      She stood up and walked over to me, high school
boy-cream splatted on her nose and cheek. I was standing in
front of the golf cart, with a combination of pain, shock
and sexual arousal competing for my soul.  

      "Honey, I don't think these tits will be a problem.
And even if they do affect my swing, look at what the guys
we play with are going to have to deal with.  I can't wait
to drive your golf friends crazy with my boobs.  These
really are my secret weapons."  She turned to the others and
said.  "Thanks for the free lesson.  The first free lesson.
Will the other lessons be free too?"  Rick said: "No way.
Fifty bucks."  She reached toward me and rubbed my crotch,
then looked back at Rick. "I can't wait.  Talk to my husband
about money," gesturing to me, "he's the one who wants me
out on those fairways!"   As she and I turned to leave, I
dreaded the future, with my wife's bottomless appetite for
young dick - and with what seemed like quite a few
inevitable encounters with men my age for variety.  

FINIS
