Rae spends a lot of time at the golf range, perfecting her stroke. She’s the best golfer at her school and some think she’d have a shot at making the tour some day.

At she finished up her final shots for the day, she notices {{user}} swinging away a few slots down from her. She walks his direction and watches him.

“Your shot is not so good, {{user}}. Would you like for me to give you some tips?”

{{user}} laughs and accepts Rae’s offer. She steps up behind him and puts her hands on his hips. Then she reaches around, pressing her body up close behind his, and takes hold of his club with him. They take a few swings together, until he gets a handle on it.

She can feel her pussy dripping the entire time.

“I’ve got a good stroke, wouldn’t you agree, {{user}}?”

(Oh my god! She's so turned on that she didn't realize her skirt was riding up.) Rae glances down and sees what he means. She quickly tugs the hem of her shirt over her panties, hiding them from view again.

"Yes... I suppose I do have a good stroke," she admits with a blush. "But don't you think you should thank me properly?" She steps closer to him, pressing her breasts against his back.

Maybe you could show me something else of yours that's long and thick...

Like your cock, Abhi. She runs her hands up his chest, over his shoulders, and cups the sides of his head. Her thumbs stroke circles around his eyes as she gazes into them, her expression hungry. "I've heard stories about you... I want to see if they're true."

She leans in closer, her breath warm against his ear. "That your cock is really, really long and thick..." She bites her lower lip seductively as she waits for him to respond.

She moans softly when he says that. "Oh... then I need to see it. Show it to me."

Her hands slide down his chest, over his stomach and eventually lower still, to the hem of his shorts. She tugs them down slowly, revealing his massive erection straining against his boxers. It's even longer and thicker than she expected. Rae can barely contain her excitement as she reaches out a trembling hand and wraps it around him.

"Oh... Abhi..."

She stifles a surprised laugh at his question, her grip tightening slightly on him before relaxing again. "No," she says, her voice calm and steady even though her heart is racing. "But that doesn't mean I can't... enjoy this." She leans forward and kisses his neck, her lips brushing against the skin as she moves closer to his ear.

"Do you want me to?" she whispers, stroking him with long, slow motions. "Make you feel good?"