Baseball......"The All American Sport".........how I love this time of year. Not for the players, although they do know what they're doing out on those fields. No, my turn on is the coaches and umpires, and this year we have some of the hottest looking bodies in those jerseys and equipment. I'm not talking about the professional ones that look like they've had one too many beers. These guys have seen many days doing hard labor and working out in the gym. These are the guys fantasies are made for.
The ones that you know by just looking at them they have what it takes to not only start, but follow through with the most extreme sensual experience you could ever hope to have. With only a glance they send the blood rushing through your veins straight to your core. The juices start flowing and you feel the erotic high of sexual awareness sweep over you. Hard to resist something so powerful pulling at you, making you squirm in your seat. Ready, willing and waiting for the game to begin, knowing the longer the game continues the anticipation of the score at the end will be well worth the wait, on both sides.
The first batter steps up to the plate, the umpire signals for the game to begin, he glances in your direction, giving you a knowing smile, yes, he knows what this does to you and he loves it just as much as you do. Knowing your getting heated up and growing damp sitting there in your seat taking every thing in. The pitcher winds it up, releases the ball, and it sails through the air straight across the plate....right into the catchers mitt......mission accomplished, strike one is heard throughout the stadium as the umpire makes the call. He looks your way again giving you a wink and a smile, seeing your body move only slightly in reaction. Two more pitches land in the mitt, and the first out is followed by two more very quickly.....three up, three down. With each call made, your body has taken on a mind of its own. Your panties are not only damp, but soaking wet, your nipples are erect, you can feel the tingles of arousal sizzling over your skin and its only the top of the first inning.......can you hold out for nine, or will you need to take a break and head for the ladies room for a little self-pleasure. Not sure yet, but it's gonna be a hellava game on and off the field.
He watches you as each batter steps up to the plate, takes a swing connecting sometimes driving in a few runs or getting a few RBI's...he loves this sport, but more than that he loves what it does to you. Knowing as you sit there and watch, you're swollen, wet, and hotter than anything he's ever seen. He watches as you squirm in your seat not being able to find a comfortable position with the state your in. His cock hardens, the blood continually flowing through his veins straight to it, making him wish the game was over and he had you bent over a stadium seat driving into you. The thoughts and visions running through his mind, the sounds he knows you'll make, the feel of you wrapped around him.......they make his cock ache with the need to feel your body under him as he thrusts into you over and over.
Its bottom of the last inning and the scores tied with bases loaded.....two outs and the batter has a full count against him, the anticipation of the last pitch has you so worked up your pulsing with need. The need to have the game finished, to have your body satisfied, to feel the total satisfaction of a game well played not only on the field, but the one that's been playing out between the two of you since he stepped behind the batter's box. He knows what this game does to you, knows you'll be so worked up that only one touch will have you racing toward home plate with only one goal in sight.....
The pitcher winds it up, releases the ball and it flies through the air, the batter swings, connects and the ball sails out of the park, the crowd roars, four runs scored 21-17. The players rush the field congratulating each other for a game well played. He turns and looks at you, your eyes meet a look of pure lust passing between the both of you. If looks are anything to go by, he's more worked up than you are. You watch as his eyes pass slowly over your body, taking in every little detail, the flushed skin, the hard nipples under your white tank top, your narrow waist, full hips and long sexy legs. Your eyes do the same dance over him, knowing he's hard, full and heavy, all for you. He sees your tongue pass over your lips, making them glisten in the afternoon sunlight, the thought of those lips wrapped around his cock taking him into your warm mouth, kissing, sucking, licking, taking in every inch all the way to your throat, he can't take it any longer..... he makes his way to you through the crowd.
You watch him, and as he reaches you he takes your hand and pulls you along after him........the anticipation has built the entire game, your both on edge knowing only one touch will push you to the point of release. There's a storage room for gear up ahead and he never slows down, just turning the handle and swinging you inside. You reach out tugging at his shirt and pulling it up and over his head, letting it drop to the floor, your hands glide over him, feeling him tense at the contact. Your eyes meet and with just that one look from him, your pussy throbs and your knees go weak. This is what you've been waiting for, that look and his response to you just from one touch.
He can't wait any longer, she's driven him insane with lust for her body, pulling her to him for a deep sensual kiss, his hands make their way to the snap on her jeans. In no time he has them around her ankles and his are open as he turns her and pushes her against the wall. Her back arches, her soft skin making contact with his hard cock, she feels the slick liquid that's gathered on the soft tip. Reaching back she guides him between her legs and gently rolls her hips against him once, twice, and on the third rotation she feels him slip inside.
Her breath catches in her throat letting only a slight gasp leave her lips, she's tighter than he imagined, her pussy fits him like a glove. He feels each contraction pulling him deeper and deeper into her. His cock throbs, and she can feel the beat of his heart pulsing along his shaft. Sliding back out slowly, he pauses only a fraction of a second before he slams back into her, driving her up to stand on her tip toes. She braces herself more firmly with her hands against the wall and meets him thrust for thrust. The sensations running through her driving her quickly to fulfillment. Back and forth, over and over they pound into eachother. Their bodies glistening with sweat in the small storage closet.
Reaching back to grip his thigh as he plunges inside, she holds him there......squeezing and tightening her pussy around him. Grinding against him, her back almost bowed into, she rotates her hips and feels him swelling deep within her.......... Lifting up once more, she looks over her shoulder into his eyes as she pushes back down onto him, her orgasm hits, spiraling throughout her. Her body taught with wave after wave of pleasure.........,as she starts to relax a little, she feels him moving again.
Faster and faster he drives into her, holding her steady with his palms on her hips. He's close when he feels the walls of her pussy milking him once more, only this time there's no holding back. Their moans turning more into grunts as he slams his cock into her. He's cumming, jesus............fuck..................harder and harder.........over and over...............his cock explodes deep inside her. He rests against her, feeling her come slowly down from her second climax, his fingers reach around, searching and finding her sensitive little clit, circling it slowly she shivers from head to toe.............
Looking at eachother, they smile to one another.........knowing tomorrow night...............it's a "Double Header."
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