It wasn't a surprise that I woke up the next morning with a massive erection. I normally slept in the nude during the summer and my hard cock was reacting favorably to being pressed between my hairy body and the soft sheets. All I could see in my minds eye was the soft white of the tips of her tits, the sweet red of her nipples and the dark hair on her pussy. Not bothering to get out of bed I reached down and stroked my stiff cock, my other hand slipping under my balls which were aching to be touched.
"Crystal...Crystal..." I kept whispering as I jerked my cock, thinking only of her tits, then her pussy, wondering what her little asshole looked like. Then I pictured her face in my crotch and it was too much. I came hard on the inside of the sheets. I rolled on top of it, exhausted, feeling the warm jizz on my cock. I wasn't sure how I was going to make it through the day.
Not bothering to clean up the sheets I showered and went to work. The day passed too slowly and I kept thinking about her every second I wasn't occupied. I thought about cutting out early to see her, but I knew it wouldn't do any good. She couldn't do anything while there were customers around. When it came time to leave I drove home and resisted jerking again after dinner. I watched the clock until it was time to head over. I was a little early and when I walked up to the window I was sad to see another girl in Crystal's place. I wondered if she had just lead me on last night and thought better of the encounter this night. The other girl was cute in her own right but it wasn't what I wanted. Somewhat dejected I paid for a round and tried to work my way through the course to take my mind of the tease that had been presented.
When I was halfway through the course, I heard a sound that made me much much happier. It was Crystal's voice at the little shack. I turned to see her giving the other girl a hug and watch as the girl got in her car and left, leaving only Crystal with me on the course. She turned and gave me a small wave which I returned. She had on a tight white spaghetti strap tank top, which her tits were pouring out of. Her lower portion was covered by a small jean skirt and I could only guess at to whether she had panties on. She wiggled her ass as she turned and returned into the little shack. I quickly finished up my round and, sure that no one else was around, went inside the shack. Inside Crystal was just locking up the front window.
"Hey there," she smiled. "Glad you came."
"I thought you stood me up there for a moment when I didn't see you. I figured you finally figured out I was just an average middle aged guy and that you didn't want anything to do with me."
"Don't be silly, I wouldn't do that to you. After I spent all night thinking about your cock, I had to see it again."
With that she smiled and leaned against the counter. I put my club and ball down and leaned against the opposite wall, watching her. As she talked she rand her fingers up the inside of her thigh, over her stomach and up over her buldging tank top. It was all I needed to start showing a major bulge in my shorts.
"So why me? You could have your pick of guys why me?"
"Well, you'e the only one who's caught me doing something. I mean, I know you're nice, but you could still use that all against me. Plus, after yesterday I knew you'd be interested in some of the other things that roll around in my head. Day in and day out I work here. Sometimes it gets so boring and thoughts start to pop into my head. I start to think of the things I want to do here. When it's really slow, like last night, I look at so much porn. I bet you'd be shocked if you looked at the history on the web browser."
I was so hard then, thinking of all the nasty sexy things she must have seen over the days and nights she was alone in the shack, waiting for the end of the day. I wondered how many times she had handed out balls or putters with the stink of her pussy still on her fingers. How many dads or moms caught a whiff of that smell and wondered where it came from.
"What did you want to show me tonight then?"
Crystal walked over to me. Her body was tight against mine as she rubbed her thighs against mine, and pushed her tits against my chest. She got up on her toes and whispered into my ear.
"I bet you've never seen a girl put golf balls in her pussy before."
She stepped back from me, her nipples clearly showing in her tank top. She had a huge smile on her face but at the same time her face was flushed, like she was embarassed.
"No...I...uh...haven't."
"Good...I'll be your first then."
I didn't know what to say. Instead I just watched as she turned and lifted her skirt a bit, showing off the curve of her ass. There were no panties. I panted as she reached over the counter and grabbed one green and one blue miniature golf ball. My eyes never left her as she walked into the bathroom and I heard the sound of running water. As she emerged she shook the water off the balls.
"I love a good set of clean balls," she said through a smile. Crystal then walked over to the chair where I had first watched her touch her pussy. She lifted her skirt as she spread her legs revealing her dark pubes. Two fingers trailed down her stomach, over her skirt and between her pussy lips, parting them slightly to show her pink. It glistened with wetness. My cock, which had been stirring since I first saw her that night, was now painfully hard and pushing against my shorts. Though I knew she had no issue with my whipping my cock out, I wasn't sure if that was what she wanted. So I just stood there, hands on the counter, massive tenting in my shorts. I watched as she slowly worked her fingers around her pussy, touching her clit and occasionally dipping them in her slit. I watched as she licked those same fingers with a tongue that called to me. She did every movement so slowly that I felt like I had stopped breathing. Beneath her tank top, her nipples were rock hard. Her other hand during this whole time just kept turning the balls over and over against each other.
When she was ready she placed one of the balls on her lap, caught in the fabric of her folded skirt. The other ball she took between her fingers and rolled it between her pussy lips, starting way down by her asshole and rolling it up over her clit. With each roll she let out a long, low moan and her both shivered as she pressed it hard against her clit at the top of the roll. After the 10th or 12th roll she finally pressed the ball against her wet opening. She locked eyes with mine, then I broke my gaze to watch as she pushed the golf ball into her pussy with her fingers. I watched as her lips parted and her pussy spread, accepting it until the final bit of green was swallowed by her hole. I immediately wondered what it would feel like if I could cram my cock in there with that ball.
"That's one," she said with a breathless leer. Small bits of sweat had broken out on her face and I thought her nipples were trying to tear through the fabric of her top. If I had reached down and touched my cock right then I think I would have filled my shorts with cum. She reached over and grabbed the blue ball and went through the same routine. This time it took more force for her to push the blue ball into her pink hole but when her pussy swallowed it up again she gave a loud, long moan.
"Does it feel good?"
"It's such a different and amazing feeling. I might try a third some day. I was even thinking of maybe trying one in my ass, but I don't know if it could take it."
"I would know," I said, regaining my voice and confidence. "It's the one part of your body I haven't got a good look at yet."
