Summer Baseball Booster Club: Part 2

 Frisky Boosters arrange a Postseason Roadtrip Doubleheader.

By  Swampcooler.. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

“What happened to you last night?” Janelle asked, the next day on the phone.

“I waited a few minutes, but it seemed like you might be on the phone for a while. So I left,” Augie said.

“Sorry about that. It was my sister. She had a fight with her husband and I had to calm her down.”

“No problem.”

“You left your underwear.”

“I know. I realized that later.”

“Good thing I found it before Jeff did.”

“Right. Sorry about that. I guess I’ll need to see you again.”

“Good idea. We both should take care of our needs.”

“He was incredible. Fucking amazing.”

Janelle was on the phone with Lexi, telling her about her meeting with Augie, the party plan, and what happened afterward. “And I’ll tell you something else, girl,” Janelle continued. “That boy can eat some pussy. I came like a busted dam. And such stamina. Like fucking a wild animal.”

“God, you’re getting me wet,” Lexi said.

“Did I ever tell you about the time I took that college kid home, had my way with him, back when I was going through my divorce?”

“Only five or six times. Why?”

“That kid was Augie!”

It was not that easy for Janelle and Augie to hook up. Janelle had a teenaged son she had to work around, as well as their jobs, the practices, and the games.

They did manage one tryst. She called Augie on a Thursday evening and he was at home, reading an Elmore Leonard. He said to come on over. Ten minutes later she rang his bell. She came inside and they undressed each other on the way to his bedroom. She sucked his cock, and rang his bell again. He ate her pussy until she came, ringing her bell. Then they fucked until their bells rang again, in unison. Forty-five minutes, and she was back out the door.

The team played their last few games, won their division and then the playoffs. The team party at Janelle’s house was a huge success. Augie thought he might go to bed with Janelle afterwards, but it didn’t work out that way. There were too many kids and parents hanging around and lingering. But he did enjoy flirting with some of the other moms when their sons weren’t close by.

“You know, I’m not the only mom that has had their eye on you,” Janelle said to him at one point.

“Really? Who else?” he asked.

“Well, Lexi, for one. And Kayla just got separated, so she’s interested. And Donna too. She has a husband at home but that wouldn’t stop her. Think about it. You could have it all, Augie: A blonde, a brunette, an Asian and an Ebony.” She winked at him.

“Maybe we should set up a five-way,” he said with a chuckle, as he scanned the backyard.

She smiled and tilted her head. “You think you could handle that?”

“I dunno. Be fun to try.”

Janelle laughed and winked at him again. She didn’t know about the others, but she knew Lexi would be up for it.

By winning the playoff, the team qualified for the regional tournament, and would be playing a best-two-out-of-three series against a team from another district. The games would be played at an old, underused Army base that was about a two hour drive away. The boys and coaches would stay in barracks and eat at the mess hall and could walk to and from the ballpark. Most of the parents got hotel rooms nearby.

The first game was Saturday afternoon. The weather was hot and humid and clear, and the team lost a tight one, 6-5. The boys were bummed out, but not discouraged, because they knew they had played pretty well. But they knew they were in a hole. To win the series they would have to sweep a doubleheader on Sunday.

After the boys had dinner and settled into the barracks for the night, Augie left the team in the hands of his assistant coach, and a couple dads that had helped him throughout the season. Janelle had told him that she and a few other moms were all staying at the Holiday Inn right outside the base entrance, and invited him over. They would meet in the lounge, and they could all relax, party a little, or cry in their beers, or ‘whatever’. It was the ‘whatever’ that Augie was looking forward to.

The booster moms had a table against the wall. They didn’t stay seated for long. There was a deejay playing requests, and they were dancing most of the time. Coming in, Augie was unsure how to act because he figured that the other moms knew he’d slept with Janelle. But he also figured they knew he & Janelle were not exclusive. His awkwardness eroded in a heartbeat. He hadn’t been there two minutes before Lexi took his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor.

Lexi looked hot as lava, sexy as hell, but she looked hard too, like you could strike a match on her. Her dark hair was pulled back, and her taut cheeks and made-up eyes sucked him right in. Her body was compact, her tits were firm, and her jeans were skintight, coating her her ass and crotch like paint. And she knew how to shake it. Soon she was bumping him, and grinding him, then after two tunes of their sweaty exertions, came a slow dance. She smelled wonderful, Augie thought, like a fresh carnation right out of the fridge. He held her, she held him, and as they danced her knee would slip between his legs and her tits pressed against his stomach. At the end of the song she thanked him, and kissed him daintily on his mouth.

He danced with Janelle too. She didn’t shake her booty quite like Lexi, but she knew she didn’t have to. She’d already fucked him, and although it was tacit, they both knew they would fuck again. They slow-danced on a tune and kissed through some of it.

Augie was walking back to the table, covered in sweat, when little Donna grabbed his hand and hauled him back out on the dance floor. But it didn’t go too well. In fact, they didn’t even make it through the first song. They were dancing to an upbeat tune, making eyes, when Donna bent forward and bit him on his shoulder through the fabric of his shirt. It wasn’t any puppy nip either, she dug in pretty good, and Augie yelped like a sick mutt. ‘Yeow, what the hell was that?’, he blurted, bewildered and rubbing his shoulder. They kept dancing, and she kept the coy smile on her face, but a minute later she did it again. She threw her head down quick against him and sunk her teeth into the supple flesh at the base of his neck, deeper this time. The pain was instant and that was enough for Augie. He pushed her away, asked what the fuck was she doing, and headed for the men’s room, cursing to himself. He nursed the puffy, red welt she’d left him with. To hell with that crazy bitch, he thought.

He got a cold beer and sat back down at the table. Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna.

“What’s the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.”

“She left in a huff? I should be the one leaving in a huff,” he said.

“What happened?” Lexi asked.

“She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage.

“Ooh,” they cooed in unison.

“Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.”

The three of them didn’t say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other patrons.

“What happened to Kayla?” Janelle said.

“She was flirtin’ with that soldier boy in the camo. Left with him, I guess,” said Lexi. “She likes young white guys, I guess.”

They both looked at Augie, eyes to eyes. He took a nervous sip of beer.

“Looks like it’s just the three of us,” Janelle said. “Want to come up to our room? Have a little party?”

He looked at both of them, back and forth. He felt the heat of their eyes clear down to his dick. All he could do was nod.

The women rose from the table and gathered their things. They walked out of the lounge. Augie followed like a hungry pup at suppertime.

Once they all entered the hotel room, Lexi went into the bathroom and shut the door. Augie scanned the room: closet, dresser, tables, chairs. And a king-sized bed. Lights off, but candles burning. He was nervous, but Janelle took care of that in a hurry. She tossed her things on the dresser and turned to face him.

“It’s been a while,” she said, and put her arms around him. “Have you missed me?”

“I have,” he said, his hand on her hip.

“We’re going to take care of you tonight.”

She put her mouth to his, his arms surrounded her, and it was as if no time had passed since their last encounter. They kissed with a feral, stabbing force, and he made sure she felt his hardened dick against her. They were still in major liplock when the bathroom door opened and Lexi emerged, wearing a thin, short, black satin nightie than clung to her tits and barely covered her crotch.

“Damn, girl, you look dynamite,” Janelle said. “Good enough to eat.”

“Good idea,” Lexi said, and came into Janelle’s arms and they french-kissed, deep and long and wet, surprising Augie, and turning him on as well.

“Help Augie get his clothes off, I’ll be right back,” Janelle said, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Lexi came face-to-face with Augie and said, “If you are half as good in bed as you are on the ball field or the dance floor…and I hear you are…we are going to have a lot of fun tonight.”

Her mouth collided with his and her tongue shot into his mouth, a kiss of want and desire. She held his ass and pressed her cunt hard against his cock and balls. It was a long kiss and it didn’t end until saliva oozed from between their lips.

“Let’s get you naked,” she said.

She took care of his pants while he took care of his shirt and kicked off his shoes. Soon it was all in a pile on the floor. Lexi pushed him onto the bed and he watched as she became naked before him. He was amazed at her body, it was just about ideal. Stomach slim and hard as brick, muscled shoulders and arms, ripped quads. She slithered into bed beside him. They kissed again, another long, wet one, and she held his cock in her hand. When the kiss ended, she wasted no time, and went down on his steely member.

As his cock was being sucked, Augie noticed for the first time that on the nightstand to his right were several oils and lubes and a couple condoms. He didn’t hear the bathroom door open.

“Damn girl,” Janelle said, looking at Lexi with Augie’s dick in her mouth. “You couldn’t wait?”

“Well, come on,” Lexi said, and went back down.

Janelle was already naked so she didn’t need to undress. She slid into the bed on the other side of Augie, and with one hand behind his head and one hand on Lexi, she kissed him.

His mouth opened and took her in, their tongues punched and danced, and soon were meshed into an intense mouthfuck. His hand went instantly to her breast and held it, and he thumbed her nipple to hardness as they kissed. As he was swinging his cock in and out of Lexi’s mouth and getting off on the sweet friction of her lips around it, he lowered his head and sucked Janelle’s nipple into his mouth.

For several minutes Augie sucked tits while getting head. When he came up for air he said to Janelle, “I want to eat your pussy.”

“Oh, God, you’re reading my mind,” Janelle said, and moved up, straddled his chest, and placed her cunt on his mouth. Augie knew exactly what she liked, and knew she would explode onto his face.

“Hey, I want some of that too,” Lexi said, when she took the cock out of her mouth.

“Maybe later,” Janelle huffed while grinding her crotch into Augie’s face.

Augie was briefly relieved when Lexi stopped sucking him. Because she was damn good, and he was damn close, and he didn’t want to come too soon. As he sucked Janelle’s clit, he felt the bed rock this way, and sag that way, as Lexi shifted around. Then he felt her hand back on his cock, then the oozy, wet warmth as she fed it into her cunt, and the cozy tightness of it around him, and her weight as she lowered her body onto his.

Augie sucked and slurped. Janelle moaned and groaned. Lexi grunted with each slap of their flesh. Augie felt like he was in the x-rated Twilight Zone: One hot mom fucking him, the other sitting on his face. The bed was a rockin’ as he pounded one pussy as best he could from the bottom up and ate the other. This was really happening! He concentrated as best he could on the spongy nugget in his mouth, knowing Janelle would be coming soon, and knowing he was getting close to shooting a missile of his own into Lexi.

Janelle was sitting on Augie’s face, facing the wall. Grinding. Lexi was behind her, sitting on Augie’s cock, facing the wall, her hands holding Janelle’s breasts, her mouth sucking on an ear. Grinding. Augie had a mouthful of clit and cunt juice.

Augie let out a gurgly whimper and his body quivered. Janelle knew the drill: He was about to come. So she fucked his face harder.

“He’s coming, Lexi,” she said. “Ugh, ugh. And so am I!”

Lexi wasn’t going to be left out. Her cunt muscles went into overdrive and she bounced on Augie’s cock like a pile driver. “Me too!” she blurted.

Janelle came first. Augie felt the familiar rush and his mouth filled with her fluid and her taste. Within seconds Augie’s body bucked, and his cum jetted into Lexi. Then, with an ‘Oh, fuck!’, Lexi’s body shimmied, she dropped the weight of her body onto him three hard times, driving his rod into her as deep as she could, and came, vibrating through the process.

She rolled off of him, their combined cum seeped out onto the sheet, and she fell in beside him on the bed. Janelle was on the other side, they both had their hands on him, all over him. And they rested.

But not for long. Soon there were tongue-fuck kisses all the way around. Augie and Janelle, then Augie and Lexi, then Lexi and Janelle, and three-way slop fests. Six hands roamed over three bodies, four tits, two pussies, and one cock.

Lexi took charge. She scooted up and straddled Augie’s head and pressed her bald beaver into his face. He liked the feel of it, flesh on flesh, different than Janelle’s neatly trimmed bush. He spread her lips with his thumbs, found what he was looking for, and proceeded to do what Janelle had taught him to do so well all those years ago. He couldn’t see Janelle, but he felt her mouth surround his pecker and a finger slip into his ass. Just like that he was in another blissful dimension, just like before, but the hot moms had switched positions.

Augie was multitasking as best he could, fucking Janelle in her mouth while eating Lexi’s fresh, tight, redneck pussy. Lexi was grinding her groin onto his face, riding it, holding onto his head like it was a saddle horn. His dick felt like there was a Hoover vacuum attached, Janelle was sucking and fingering his asshole like a woman possessed. He slowed his pulsations. He’d come in Janelle’s mouth before, but he wanted this to last.

Lexi’s clit was like a ball bearing wiggling around in Augie’s mouth, and she groaned with every little munch, and kept pressuring her crotch onto his face. He reached around behind her. His hands gripped the cheeks of her ass and squeezed them with all his strength in time with her movements.

“Oh, yes!” she squawked. She pushed harder.

Augie’s fingertips eased into the crack of her ass, seeking her hole. But his fingers met something hard, a protrusion.

“Oh, shit. Oh fuck,” Lexi barked.

Something was sticking out of Lexi’s asshole. Augie grabbed hold of it. Pushed on it. Wiggled it.

“Oh my God,” she said. “I’m coming.”

Lexi reared up like a poked pony as Augie sucked her clit and she came in a twisty torrent. It would take a few moments more for Lexi’s body to cease its gyrations and for her to back off and remove her pussy from his face.

Augie still had his hand wrapped around Lexi’s asshole protrusion. He shook it gently and said, “What’s this?”

“That’s my butt plug,” Lexi said.

“Really?”

“Yeah. You get to take it out as long as you put something else up there.”

“She likes it like that,” Janelle said, when she took the dick out of her mouth.

“Oh yeah?” Augie said. “Let me see.”

Lexi pivoted around and shook her ass in his face. Augie saw the flange sticking out of her ass, wiggled it, pushed on it again. There was a tattoo of a snake right at the top of her ass crack.

“Hey, nice tattoo,” Augie said. “It looks like the snake just crawled out of your ass.”

“Right,” Lexi said. “You take that plug out, you can put your trouser snake in there. You up for that?”

“Uh huh,” Augie groaned.

Lexi reached to the nightstand for a condom, and tore it open. She turned to him, said ‘Good’, then put the condom in her mouth, the o-ring between her lips. Without pause she went down on him, took his cock deep in her mouth, and stretched the rubber over his cock as she did so. Augie had a look of amazement on his face. Janelle was smiling at him.

They rearranged their bodies. Janelle sat with her back against the headboard, legs spread. Lexi handed a tube of lube to Augie, and in a second was lying on the bed face down.

Augie got the idea right quick when he saw Lexi bury her face between Janelle’s thighs. He greased his pole and aimed for the hole. On his knees, between Lexi’s legs, he pulled the plug and it came out sluggishly with a thwap. It was longer than he thought. He could tell her asshole was already slick, but he squeezed some more lube from the tube anyway and fingered it into her. By the time he put the head of his slimy, sheathed cock against her rim, her asshole was winking at him and she was already chowing down on Janelle’s pussy.

He spread her cheeks and pushed it in. It was delightfully tight, but it slid right in, an inch at a time, in, out, in, out, with little resistance. When he had half of his cock inside her and she hadn’t squawked, he figured he was good to go, so he started fucking that thing. Fucking it good. It was a fine ass, smooth and snug.

He was banging it pretty hard for at least a minute, with his eyes closed, when he felt his cum rising. He started hitting it harder, and when he opened his eyes Janelle was staring right at him with a big smile on her face. Augie groaned loudly and deeply when he came, and grunted as he squeezed off five ropes of jizz into the depths of Lexi’s poop chute. He kept going after he released too; after his maxi-lube job, it was such smooth sailing he just kept on knocking it.

Soon, he could tell by way Janelle scrunched up her face that she was about to reach orgasm. And she did, moaning, with her thighs locked around Lexi’s head. When she stopped quivering she pulled Lexi’s face up to hers and they shared a long, hot kiss.

It was a long night. After another round of creative couplings and a tripling or two, Augie was sore and beat. He noticed it was nearly three a.m.

“I have to go,” he said, sitting up, looking for his clothes on the floor.

“You’re leaving?” Lexi said. “It’s pretty late. You’re welcome to stay.”

“Thanks, but no. I need to be there when the boys wake up this morning. And I need to get some sleep. We might be playing a doubleheader today.”

He kissed them both. Lexi gave his dick a little squeeze goodbye. He drove back and staggered into the barracks.

There was no need for a second game that day. Augie’s team was no match for the opponent, and lost 12-2. The game was never close and the outcome never in doubt. Their pitcher didn’t have it, the fielders didn’t field, and the hitters couldn’t hit. Not the happiest end to their season.

“Tough game, Coach,” Janelle said, after the game.

“Yep, it wasn’t our day that’s for sure,” he said. “And I was out of it the whole game. Good thing it wasn’t a close game. If it had been, I don’t know that I would have been able to make any sharp decisions.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m tired. I’m hungover.”

“Hungover? You didn’t drink much last night.”

“I’m not hungover from the beer. I’m hungover from the sex!”

Janelle smiled. “You poor boy!”

Augie scanned the crowd as they dispersed. He felt guilty. He imagined that they all knew what he’d done last night and would hold the loss against him.

With the season over, Augie hoped he might have a semi-regular thing going with Janelle, but it didn’t work out that way. He talked to her several times but she was noncommittal and they found it difficult to find the time to hook up.

Summer was winding down and school was starting up for the boys, so she had commitments almost everyday and there was virtually no opportunity for them to meet, much less be discreet. Plus, he had a feeling that every parent of every boy on the team had a good idea what had gone on in that hotel room the night before that last game, and that could have made her back off. He thought about Lexi too, but he didn't contact her. He thought it would be too awkward, and figured she would have the same back-to-school hectic schedule as Janelle. He wouldn't soon forget her sweet ass, though. Both of their boys would be on his team again next year if they signed up, so that was something to look forward to.

A few weeks went by and Augie pretty much moved on, and didn't think about Janelle or Lexi unless he was jerking off. Then one Wednesday night he got a phone call.

It was Jaylan's mom. Jaylan was his left fielder, a tall, lanky black kid, a good ballplayer with a good arm and quick as a jackrabbit.

"Hello, Augie. It's Kayla. Jaylan's mom."

"Of course, yes," he croaked, nervous. "How are you?"

"I'm fine. And you?"

"Doing well, thank you."

He closed his eyes, pictured her at the games: Tall and lean, athletic, black frizzy hair, smooth dark skin, big smile, white teeth, tight jeans, tube top.

"Look, Augie," she said. "I heard you are really good with computers, that's what you do for a living, right? Well, I'm having some problems with my laptop and I was wondering if you could help me."

"I don't know, maybe. What's the problem?"

"It's hard to describe. I'll be working on it for a while with no problem, then it freezes up."

Augie was thinking that there had to be a dozen places nearby where she could take it for repair service. Did she want him to make a house call?

"Well, I'm really more of a software guy than a hardware guy. But I'd be happy to take a look at it for you. If I can't help, I probably know someone you could take it to who is trustworthy."

"Oh, that would be great, just what I was hoping. Thank you. Would you mind coming to my home?"

"Not at all. When did you have in mind?"

"Are you free Saturday afternoon? Maybe around four?"

"Yes, I think so."

"Oh, wonderful. Jaylan will be away for the weekend on a camping trip and I'm trying to get all my chores and errands done on Saturday and that time works perfectly."

"Okay. Four o'clock it is."

"And if you don't have to run off afterward, maybe we could have a drink or two, share a happy hour. I make a mean Vodka Cooler. And don't worry. I don't bite."

So, there it was. The hot moms kiss and tell. He thought of the two black girls he'd gone to bed with back in college. They fucked like jackhammers.

"Well, you talked me into it," Augie said, and then mentally cleared his schedule for Saturday night and Sunday morning.

By  Swampcooler for Literotica.