1. Going to the Ballgame


    Date: 10/8/2017, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    you naked except for the cap?” I still had the ballcap on, forgetting all about it until now. We both laughed before he threw me into the creek. We frolicked in the water for a while, but it was cold and we couldn’t stand it for very long. When we got out of the creek, I tossed the now-soaked cap aside and went into his arms. The kiss warmed us both. I liked the feeling of his cock brushing against me as it stiffened and rose. “Are you sure no one comes here?” he asked me as he reached for his pants and fished in his pocket for a condom. I stared at him like that, with his cock erect, and a shudder passed through me. Sex was such a great thing, but sex with HIM was like a dream come true. I muttered, “Not usually, this time of year,” feeling a small trickle of moisture that wasn’t creek water dribbling down my inner thigh. We prepared a spot on a patch of tall grass, and then we made love. I asked him to try one of the positions I saw in the book (though I didn’t tell him about the book itself) and he looked at me quizzically. We tried it but we ended up like a twisted pretzel. So, I got on top, and he commented that he liked me this way so he could “play with” my tits while we fucked. I liked it because I knew I had his full attention and that I was in control. I closed my eyes and swayed my hips, relishing the feel of his cock deep within me. I hardly thought about my actions; my favorite ballplayer Dale Pinebold had his cock up my vagina and that thought alone propelled ...
    me. I savored the way he caressed my breasts. “Oh, Dale!” I groaned as I began to climax. “Oh, Georgie!” he sighed. I pushed down, taking him as deep as I could, and felt every blessed throb of his ejaculating cock. Done, we lay in the grass, warming under the afternoon sun, and shut out the world. I told him stuff about me and school, and how most boys don’t look at me like he did. “They’re stupid boys,” he said. “They see a big jock of a girl who they probably fear of beating the crap out of them.” (That got a smile out of me.) “They don’t see the frail little girl they think they want, like their mommas probably were. I see a full-bodied woman; and that body’s pretty hot, not to mention she doesn’t throw like a girl.” He grew serious while he opened up about all his insecurities, primarily his worry that he’d never make the big leagues. I told him that no matter what he did, he’d always be my favorite player in the whole world. While we talked, I’d been playing with the spent condom, interested in the feel, smell and taste of his semen. Somehow what I did turned him on, because he was getting hard again. Before he could say anything, I said, “I wish we didn’t have to use these things.” He said, “Me too, honey, but we can’t have you getting pregnant now, can we.” “No,” I answered his rhetorical question, though all kinds of images were in my head; my belly all swollen with his baby inside was one of them. I sucked on his cock for a while, thinking that this time I’d want to ...
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