“Oh, baby… that’s so good…” I groaned. I could hardly speak but I wanted her to know how good she was making me feel.
Her tongue began to slither beautifully up and down my cock as she moved her mouth down on it. The tongue was flicking over and under the head as she went to work on it bringing me ever closer to full orgasm. I could feel some of the pre cum seeping out of my dick as she sucked on it. She was enjoying every single bit of this almost as much as I was. The taste of the pre-cum drove her wild. I could tell she was getting crazy with it as she moaned loudly and sucked harder. I could feel the liquid sliding out of my cock as I pumped her harder and harder, driving that cock down her pretty throat.
She pulled me out of her mouth and stroked me hard using her saliva as lube. Her grip was tight and controlled, moving up to the tip and then quickly down to the base where she would squeeze the base and then give my balls a squeeze with the other hand. It felt fantastic. I knew that I was going to come very soon if this kept happening, but it felt so good I wasn’t able to stop her.
As if reading my thoughts, Kat stood up and turned around on the bed. She bent over and spread her cheeks to me. “Take a look at that… then take it… I want you to fuck me hard… please…”
I climbed up on the bed, positioned my cock against her entrance and then shoved it hard deeply inside of her. She was so tight, and I might have gone just a little fast, but her body quickly acclimated to it.
“Yes!” Kat moaned as I entered her. The widest smile ever spread across her face right then. She loved it all just as much as I did. I let myself get used to the intensity of the tightness and then I began to push in and out of her.
I closed my eyes as I slipped in and out of that succulent pussy. I could hear the slurping sounds of it as I moved into her and then the pulling back as I pulled as well. Entering her was like entering the warmest, most welcoming place on Earth. It made me feel complete.
I kept my eyes closed as I fucked her harder, with every thrust growing a bit more aggressive. I could feel her body tightening as she became even wetter and more sensitive. She laid down on her chest and kept her ass up in the air for me to continue plowing her. I rested my hand on the back of her head.
“Fuck me hard, dammit!” Kat growled at me.
I was surprised by this, but I did my best to accommodate her. I quickened the pace and started to hump her with everything I had, thrusting the cock as far into her tight pussy as hard as I possibly could. At the end of each thrust, the outer lips of her pussy caressed and almost squeezed against the base of my dick. I loved that sensation. That has always been a very sensitive spot for me.
I opened my eyes and beheld the curvy, sensuous ass in front of me as I fucked her as hard as I could. I loved to watch my cock moving inside of her disappearing inside that tight pussy.
“I’m almost there… oh fuck…” Kat moaned.
I was getting close myself. I held onto her hair and pulled hard as I pushed into her faster and faster. I wanted to feel her coming over and over again on my cock. I was ready to pop… oh I was so close…
I squeezed her hair tightly as I glanced down at her sweet, round ass bouncing against me with every single pump of my hips. Her large tits were hanging down bouncing side to side as I worked her harder.
That was the most beautiful sight. Her tits were large, fat, round, and she had large, perfect nipples. I love to suck on them, and it was turning me on so much to watch them now.
I reached under her with my other hand and scooped up a handful of her large breast. That was the final straw. I felt cock quivering, my body lurching, and my whole body tensing up as I released my huge load inside of her. She moaned loudly and I continued to pump her without stopping. I’d come too far to slow down now.
“Yes! Give me that shit!” Kat grunted through gritted teeth as I fucked her hard.
Then I felt her coming as well, her tightness rushing back and forth over me like an invisible fist clutching my package and jerking hard as if it wanted to do some real damage.
Her whole body began to rock violently around like a twirling tornado sucking up everything its path. She was fucking me so hard that she kept bouncing off me and I had to hold her tightly against me to keep her from falling off.
I continued to hump her with everything I had left to give until both of us were just too spent to carry on. It was over. We were finally done.
And all was quiet. Just silence now as we cradled each other on the bed, both of us covered in sweat. I could not have imagined a place I’d rather have been.
Chapter Fourteen
Kat
I couldn’t believe how many women were here. It was intimidating enough to make me want to pack it up and just go back home. But no. I was there, and I was determined to show them all what I had to offer. I was good. I always had been. I was going to show them exactly what I could do. I’d driven four hours for this shit. I was not about to give up that easily. This was my future I was talking about.
The field was large, bigger than I had imagined it would be. It had to be big to hold this mess of sprawling people, didn’t it?
This was it. This was the amazing day I’d been dreaming about ever since I made up my mind to come and do this. I had to go through with it. In a little bit, I would calm down and I would be fine.
There were so many thoughts rolling through my head. Just a few days ago, Lance had actually asked me to marry him. What? Was he serious? I knew he had to be because of his fathers’ ultimatum. That was a pretty messed up thing he was requiring of his son. The guy sounded like the biggest control freak in the world. I hoped I never met him, but if I married Lance then I would have to. I’d have to be civil to the fool, and I might even have to kiss his ass.
Twenty million dollars. Wow… that was a lot of money. It would solve so many of my issues. I needed that money desperately. It was a way out. With that I could truly start over and just do whatever I wanted with my life.
But that would be hard to do with a child.
A child…did I really want to have a child with Lance? That was lunacy. I was willing to marry a guy and have his baby all for money? Well, I certainly would not have been the only person in history to do such a thing.
I tried to put it out of my mind and get on with the events of the day. If I did well here, then I wouldn’t need to even consider Lance’s offer. But then again, the more I thought about it, I could not help but think I would like to be married to him. He was such a wonderful man. And I’d developed real feelings for him. I was falling head over heels in love with him. That was truthfully the only reason I was still considering this at all. I needed the money for sure, but I probably wouldn’t have done it if I didn’t really care about Lance.
The other night, our sex had been remarkable. He knew my body inside and out. He could read me and know where I needed to be touched next.
I took my turn in line with some of the other girls as we waited to start some drills. I’d quickly paired up with a girl who looked like she could easily be in high school still and we tossed a ball back and forth to warm up. I had not thrown hard in years. I hoped the power would still be there, or at least it would come back.
Then we started the first drill.
We took turns rotating to different positions while coaches and trainers would hit ground balls to us. We were supposed to field the ball and throw to first base, or second base, or for a double play. All of this really depended on the random base they would call out as they hit the ball.
I fielded a sharp, hard hit ball that dove to the dirt at my feet before scooping it up and throwing it hard to first base from the shortstop position. I’d played shortstop some in high school, but I did not remember the first base being that far away and my throw seemed to lack a bit of power. I cringed at my performance, but I did not let it bother me. There was a long day ahead of us.
We kept doing the drill for a good hour, and I had about seven chances to field the ball and make my throws. Al
l of them were decent, but some of these girls practically had rocket launchers in their arms. I was impressed by a lot of them. But I did my best to remain calm and carry on with my best performance.
After the infield drills, we did some outfield drills which consisted mostly of diving for fly balls. I was lucky enough to catch all the ones hit towards me, and I did it fairly easily. I’ve always been a strong runner and I can catch also. I seemed to have a pretty good instinct for where the ball is was going to land, able to make the adjustments to grab it.
Next we did what I considered to be my strongest suit, and the position I loved more than anything else - pitching. I had been working on building up my shoulder strength and the control in my release on my fastballs, but I could tell right away that some of these girls were really strong and had a lot of speed on their pitches. But then again, speed wasn’t everything. I had to step up my game and practice my curves and breaking balls. I had to make sure that the movement of my pitches were constant and kept the batter off balance. That was the most important thing.
I felt I did that to some extent, but a few of my pitches were a little on the slow side and did not have much movement. If a batter had been there, they might have destroyed those pitches and hit them over the fence.
I finished the day’s tryouts, and we were all told that we would be contacted by phone if we made the cut or not. They would take a week or so to think over their final selections. I went to my car feeling a bit rejected already. I knew it would take time for them to pick the handful of girls who would make the team, but I was hoping that I would have some inclination as to where their thoughts were leaning, something that would help me rest easy until they told me that I had the job in the bag. But no… it was going to be a long week.
When I got to my car, I sat behind the wheel. I buried my face in my hands and I began to cry. I had a feeling that I was not going to be chosen. A few years ago, I might have had a good chance, but my skills were rusty. I needed more time to prepare. I needed a good year of hard work to get back into that kind of shape. But, I didn’t have the time. Dammit.
What would it take for me to get myself out of this funk I found myself in? When would I finally be able to breathe easy and move on from this pain?
But I already knew the answer to that. I had a twenty-million dollar offer staring me right in the face. All I had to do was say yes. It was crazy, but currently, my whole life felt crazy. That was the price that I was being asked to pay. I didn’t want go through with this, but right then, it sounded like a savior. I would be stupid not to. When it was over, I would be rich beyond my wildest dreams, and I would have a child to love.
Hell, I might even have the man of my dreams with me as well. That would be pretty damn good. It was the life most people wished for, didn’t they? It was all there for me on a silver platter. All I had to do was say yes.
Was Lance the man I’d been looking for? No matter how hard I tried to fight it, I was already falling hard for him. Why was I so resistant? I didn’t see him as being the type of guy who would ever stand in my way of getting the things that I wanted out of life, or to doing the things that I wanted to do. If anything, he was going to help me get there. I wasn’t giving up anything to be with him; it was exactly the opposite. It was stupid for me to think otherwise.
As I drove that long drive back to Cincinnati, I made the decision that was sure to change my life forever. I didn’t want to wait a week just to be told that I had not made the team. Would they even contact me to tell me that? Or did they only contact the ones chosen? They really were not clear on that. Ugh, it was all driving me nuts. My anxiety about everything was at an all-time high.
I wiped my eyes and tried to stop crying. I had to compose myself. After a moment, I started to dial Lance on the phone. Then I quickly ended it. I couldn’t do it yet. I was not ready to make that decision and to throw in the towel on everything else.
But God, I was at my breaking point. What in the hell was I going to do?
Chapter Fifteen
Lance
I called Kat about noon that day. I’d been up half the night thinking about her and wishing she was with me. She said she had something very important she was taking care of and she would not be available for a while. She had to go out of town for something, a new career opportunity perhaps?
I wondered if it had anything to do with the softball tryouts. She was damn good from what I’d seen of her playing, and I wished her the best of luck. But there was still a part of me that hoped it did not pan out because that would make her much less likely to accept my offer. Then I would be back to square one on this. I hated thinking that way. I cared about Kat and I wanted her to be happy. Yet, there I was wishing that she didn’t get her dream opportunity. That made me feel like a real asshole, but that was how I felt. I needed her to come on board with this.
And the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I needed her to come on board, because I was madly in love with her. I couldn’t fathom my life without her. She was amazing. I needed her so badly in my world. I wanted to be married to her. I never could have even entertained the idea that I would get married to anybody, but here I was.
Kat would probably be home by now from her travels. I hoped things had worked out for her and that she was happy. Her happiness meant a lot to me. I wanted that more than anything, even if I did have some incredibly selfish thoughts from time to time. I was a work in progress; this whole thing had completely thrown me for a loop.
I sighed as I picked up my phone and made that phone call to her. When she answered, she sounded a bit groggy. It was about noon, so I was surprised I’d woken her up. “Hey, how’s it going?” I asked.
“Good…how are you?” she replied.
“Did I wake you?”
“Yeah, but I’m glad you did. What time is it? Oh, shit… I didn’t want to sleep this late.”
“I guess you must have needed the rest then,” I said.
“Yeah.”
“How was your trip? Did you take care of everything you needed to get done?”
“Oh, yeah… it was good. I’ll see if things pan out or not.”
She still wasn’t volunteering the information of what she was actually doing there.
“Ok,” I said. “Well, what are your plans tonight? I was hoping you’d want to come over. Maybe we can kick it casual and order a pizza. You sound like you aren’t up for going out anywhere.” I chuckled a bit nervously. I wasn’t sure why.
“Yeah, that’s fine. What time?”
“Six or so,” I replied. “Whenever is fine.”
“Ok, I’ll see you then.”
I ended the call and shook my head. That all sounded so awkward. I tried not to think too much into it. She was half asleep. Hell, I hoped she remembered the conversation. I really wanted to see her, and wanted to talk to her more about the proposition. I was going nuts not knowing if this was going to work or not.
I put my phone away and went into the gym to get a good workout in. I needed to work up a good sweat. This would help clear my mind a bit …I could hardly wait to be with Kat again. When I woke up in the morning and she was not beside me, it pulled at my heart and made me realize how much I missed and cared for her. She was the angel in my life and though I’d never realized it before, I really needed that.
That night Kat arrived promptly at six. She looked amazing, even though she was wearing just a sexy blouse and a pair of snug jeans. We were both dressed pretty casual for an evening at home. If she’d suggested going somewhere, I would have been totally down for it, but I could see on her face that she was a bit tired. I’d made the right call. Besides, it just felt like a pizza and beer type of night.
We settled in and an hour later we had our pizza delivered and were both about three beers into the case. I was impressed with her ability to match me beer for beer. I didn’t often drink beer because it was too carb loaded and made me bloat, but every now and then you had to live a little bit. And I hop
ed that we were celebrating something.
It was still an awkward thing to bring up, so I decided to ease into it. “So, how was yesterday? Are you allowed to talk about it?”
She laughed. “Of course.”
I smiled back. “Well, it just sounded like something you either wanted to keep a bit secret or you were being told to…”
“Well, I’m kind of leery talking about it because I’m afraid it won’t work out, but it’s fine. I went to the tryouts yesterday for that softball team.”
“Oh, that’s great. How did it go?” I asked.
She gave me a look and I knew instantly it had not gone as she had planned. “It was a bit of a wakeup call. The other girls there were so good. I don’t think I managed to stand out amongst very many of them. They were all a bit younger, stronger, and they’d been playing for a long time. I’ve been out of practice for too long. I might try again next year, but for now I just don’t see it working out. I don’t think I’m going to get that call. But who knows?”
“Right. You don’t know. You have to keep your chin up and have faith in things,” I said.
She took a big gulp of beer and then bit into a slice of pizza. I loved to watch her eat. She was not afraid of really getting into it and eating as much as she wanted of whatever. It was refreshing to see a woman who was not afraid of consuming massive quantities of junk food on occasion.
“So, have you given any more thought to the offer I made you? No rush at all, but I was just curious.”
“I’ve given it a lot of thought, but I’m not sure about it yet. I just haven’t really made up my mind.”
I nodded. “Ok, I said. I totally understand.”
I smiled at her as I sat beside her on the couch watching her eat. She was so beautiful, and it warmed my heart to know that she was giving all of this attention before just dismissing it as nothing.
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