America’s Pasttime Pt 2

I felt the wetness on my crotch as I came up to the deck. Cara’s saliva was still wet on my dick. I took a few practice swings on the deck. Sally had just stolen second base as our right fielder struck out.

“Nice try,” I said to her as our right fielder Kaylee passed glumly to the dugout. I slapped her butt on the way there and made my way to plate. I would have to try her later.

The catcher was a man, and the umpire was a woman in her fifties. I readied my batting stance and waited for the strike. The pitcher was a latina with tanned skin and dark hair in a ponytail in her cap. She had a low 70 fastball which looked very easy to hit. I did not correctly ready myself but still pulled the meaty ball past the first baseman and second baseman and our captain Sally ran towards home from second while I ran towards first base.

Sally smiled from ear to ear and gave me a thumbs up as I stood on first. She went back to the dugout to celebrate with her friends and teammates, at least two of them had faces painted with my semen. Brad was on deck adjusting his pants and got up to bat. The first baseman on the opposite team holding me was a tall athletic built woman, she like many others had her hair in a ponytail under her cap and dark brown hair.

“Hi, I’m James,” I said to her, my foot still on the base. She was a couple of feet away from me guarding first as well.

“Jenny.” She said in a low voice.

“What are the rules of conduct for fucking while playing sports?” I asked, looking her up and down. I wanted those smooth legs clenching around my body.

She looked at me like I was a weirdo, inspecting if I had my head on right.

“Sorry, I’m new to this country, I was just wondering.”

“Well, its generally considered poor sportsmanship to distract a fellow player while playing. Most professional sports league forbid Free Use during active play on the field.”

“STRIKE ONE!” The umpire yelled. Brad was up to plate. He was still in a post-orgasm haze.

I nodded. Made sense. “This is just amateur league, and I really want to fuck you right now though.”

“Nothing I can do to stop that,” Jenny said with a smile. “Though I will not think highly of you for doing it.”

“BALL ONE!”

I looked at her red thong poking out of her short baseball skirt. With my feet still held on the base, I reached over and pulled her in. I started kissing her and reached my fingers down her skirt. I pulled it off, and she shimmied off her little red thong to the ground, her cunt was drenched and steamy. She had leap up into my body and her legs wrapped around me while I held her in my arms, still with her tongue down my throat. I stretched out her butt and pulled down my pants and placed it in her tiny ass hole.

Jenny, the other team’s first basemen, moaned and blew her hot breath in my face as I lifted her up and down on it. It was then I saw Brad yank and pull a line drive right towards my face. Jenny reached out her glove hand instinctively and neatly pocketed it. While still straddled on top of me in the air, she exerted herself and threw it to the second basemen. My foot was still on first. Two outs.

The rest of the team chanted "two outs", while Jenny stared back at me with a smile and resumed grinding on top of me while I held her on my plate.

“Wow, that’s very impressive. I feel bad not letting you do your duty properly,” I said.

Her play had me hard, and I gripped her butt and bounced her up and down frantically. I was close and let her go, she went down on her knees instinctively in front of me, and I let it go inside of her mouth. Her mouth making slurping and gurgling noises as she took my load into her stomach. Jenny the first baseman got up and smiled. I smiled back at her. It was then the pitcher threw a ball towards Jenny who snapped it up and tagged me. I didn’t realize when I moved forward to put my dick in her mouth I had left my foot off the base. I groaned realizing my mistake. Three outs. Change of sides.

“I’ll be happy to take all your loads if it means easy outs,” Jenny said with a smile. I looked at her teasing me with her ass out provocatively, her asshole still gaping and dripping with my juices as she put her skirt back on and grabbed her wet and dirty thong in her hands, not bothering to put it back on.

“Still worth it,” I thought, staring at her ass as she walked seductively back to her dugout.

During the change of side, I would play center field. Though I didn’t do much playing, at least not baseball and I spent most of it behind the right-fielder Karlee, tugging on her shoulders and pushing her body into me while I was knee deep in her asshole.

When a ball came over to her side, I had to withdraw from her ass and made the long walk to the ball and apologize to my teammates who looked frustrated. I dumped my load into Karlee’s mouth and started playing seriously after and tried not to interrupt the match with my poor sportsmanship. I had three hits, a couple of RBIs and we won the game narrowly. Afterward, our team captain lectured me about not being a team player while I was banging most of the women on the field instead of being concerned about winning. Sally was right of course and had every right to be angry at me, and I felt ashamed. I apologized to her and told her it wouldn’t happen again and then proceeded to fuck the living daylights out of her in the showers and locker room and went home.