Hole 11

Hole 11 felt like make or break time for Amy. Carson was now naked, and both her and Tiff were just one item away. Plus with the newcomers she was now feeling the pressure to try and keep her bra on for as long as possible.

She let out a long low whistle as her long putt rolled into the hole. She had a four and was even more nervous as she looked at where everyone else’s balls were around her. Clay had already won the hole taping in for a 2. Bridget looked primed to stay safe again with an easy 3 putt in front of her.

Zoe’s ball sat right next to Bridget’s, though she was a stroke behind the blonde and looked poised to at least tie with Amy at 4. Tiff and Carson each had tough shots for 4, but Amy had just made hers and they were each closer to the hole.

Amy took a very deep breath as Tiff swore. Her putt had just died right in front of the hole. She’d hit it far too softly, but at least had an easy putt for 5. Or at least she thought she did.

The tall brunette had stepped to the side to look at her shot, when not waiting for her to finish up Carson putted his ball.

“What are you doing!” Tiff shouted as Carson’s ball rolled forward much faster than Tiff’s had. He’d putted on the exact same line just much faster. His ball smashed into hers and sent it spinning well away from the cup. His shot went in the opposite direction.

“Oh shit! My bad Tiff.”

“You’re bad! That was a gimmie for me!”

“All's fair in love, war, and strip mini golf Tiff.” Clay teased.

Both Zoe and Bridget quickly jumped on the course to tap in for 4 and 3 respectively and to clear the way for the now two long putts for 5.

“I’m going first! Least you fuck up and hit my ball again.” Tiff shot at Carson.

“Big putt here Tiff.” Clay teased.

“I know.” Tiff focused intently on her ball. She pulled the club head back to swing.

“Just so I know the rules.” Bridget interrupted in an obvious attempt to distract more than to clarify. “If she makes this and Carson makes his shot then she strips and Carson gets a dare from Clay right?”

“That’s correct.” Clay smiled. Bridget continued. “But if she misses that’s a 6 and that means she has to strip and gets one dare?”

“Also correct. And if Carson misses his then he gets two dares for having a 6.”

“Fuck this. Carson you shoot I can’t focus now.” Tiff said, frustrated, stepping back. Carson laughed and looked at his ball.

Amy couldn’t help but stare at the sight in front of her. Carson, her crush, was naked head to toe with the putter gripped in his hands. She could easily see his still mostly flaccid cock as he swung.

“Shit.” He said simply as his ball rolled up short. He now owed Clay two dares. The only question was would Tiff have to strip as well. No one spoke this time as the brunette lined up her shot and putted.

She didn’t say a word as she looked at the dark sky above in frustration. Before anyone could say anything about her putt that had rolled around the rim of the cup but didn’t fall in she’d dropped her black thong to her ankles.

Amy could feel a wetness growing between her legs that she hoped didn’t show as she looked at her now fully naked friend. Her body was magnificent. Tall, thin, and toned, she was stunning. Amy also admired her friend’s confidence because like she had with her tits she made no attempt to cover her now exposed pussy and the tightly, cropped, and well maintained triangle of dark bush that was there.

“Well Clay?” Zoe asked, “You gonna call in those dares now or hold on to them?”

Clay’s eyes were glued to Tiff and didn’t even acknowledge what Zoe said other than a quick. “I think I’ll save them.”