“Welcome to our first annual club championship!” the MC said across the PA system and a round of applause broke out when he was finished.
“As the season comes to and end, we’re happy that you have all joined us on an amazing adventure throughout the season. However, all good things must come to and end and as such, it’s time to find out which of you is the best club golfer of the year.”
Several of the men around me glanced at each other, and at me, as they sized up the competition. I didn’t bother, I knew most of the members and the few that I didn’t weren’t going to be any challenge anyway.
“You all have your starting holes, so we’ll get things started in just a few minutes… but one last item before you tee off…” the MC said and then paused, waving over just behind one of the bushes that surrounded the clubhouse.
My eyebrows raised up as a blonde in purple negligee came walking out holding a matching golf bag. She walked over to the half wall beside the MC’s stand and took a pose with one of her feet up on it and set a purple golf ball between her heel and the concrete.
The MC smiled and waved at the clubs and the woman, “As an incentive, the lowest round will be awarded this brand new set of clubs… and the company of Bianca over the off season.”
Hoots and hollers erupted from the men and didn’t die down until we headed for our golf carts.
Bianca held on to my arm and leaned in as a round of applause filled the dinning room, “Congratulations!” the MC said and I reached around and grabbed a handful of Bianca’s ass. She cooed and snuggled in even closer.
The MC then handed me the mic, “Thank you, it was a hard fought tournament, but I’m glad that I came out on top.” I said with as much modesty as I could.
“Oh I think you’ll be coming on top quite a lot!” one of the other members shouted from the back of the room, which lead to a roar of laughter.
I laughed along until things settled down and then Bianca and I made our way to my table, which we passed right by and instead made a bee line for my car.
Bianca was bent over my hood and I was balls deep in her, both of us finishing long before anyone else came out into the parking lot.
Bianca held my club for me as she stood on the matt, it was important after all for me to keep in the swing of things in the off season if I was going to continue to improve my game.
Bianca had improved some things in the off season as well, mostly her tits, but her style was sluttier than last year as well.
The second annual club championship had been just over a month ago and just like the first, I’d won it without much trouble. Of course when Bianca had stepped out from behind the bushes this year, everyone had been surprised. She’d been “unavailable” for the last month of the season and it was obvious why, the MC had said that they’d wanted to “up the stakes” in the second year and everyone had agreed they’d succeeded admirably.
I walked up and took the club from Bianca, then she walked away and I gave her ass a little slap. She turned around and giggled and blushed, then shook her tits before taking a seat behind me. I hit a few more balls, then decided it was time to hit that ass harder and finished up for the night.
Bianca knelt down in the small putting green that I’d built in my back yard holding on to her “pretend” putter.
It was a cheep thing that they used on mini-putt courses, but she enjoyed hitting the ball and watching it roll away.
I smiled and then sighed a little as I walked up and took aim, sending a putt towards the hole but just lipping out.
“Oh my gawd, like your so good! giggle” Bianca said from her knees.
I smiled and nodded, things were good and bad about having Bianca here all the time now.
Good in the sense that for the third club championship they’d gone all out, making Bianca little more than a blow up sex doll.
Good in that I’d won the third championship, and Bianca had once more been mine for the off season.
Bad in the fact that the club had decided that as a three time winner, I was no longer eligible to play in the club championship anymore.
That had hurt, I enjoyed playing in the tournament; the competition, the comradery, the excitement.
But at least they’d been gracious in my “retirement”, retiring Bianca at the same time as my permanent prize for the threepeat.
I smiled and gave Bianca a pat on her head, she leaned forward and snuggled my crotch and then looked up at me.
“Like, I promise not to let your balls lips out if you let me suck them…” she said with a mix of lust, honesty, and empathy.
I chuckled and unzipped my pants in reply.
She quickly dropped them to the ground, and true to her word, my balls never lipped out of her mouth.
