Sex on a baseball (F)ield with older (M)an

So this all happened a little over 11 years ago, but I thought it would be appreciated. There's a bit of background so I'll put a ***** when the good stuff starts. The summer before I went away to college I was seeing this guy Dave who was, at that point, the only guy I'd ever done anything more than kiss. I had been a good girl to that point (I went through my wild slutty phase later.) I was also fairly cute. I was 5'9, 170 and just built solid (I was a softball catcher) with a 38DD and (what I'd been told to be) and damn nice ass. I had brown shoulder length hair and brown eyes. Dave and I were at an awkward point of not really broken up and not really together that summer. We were both pretty smart (not bragging, we just were) and realized that we were going to colleges almost 4 hours apart that fall and weren't strong enough to last long distance. We had already talked about it and agreed that we wouldn't continue as more than friends once we went away, but never really discussed what we were that summer. Dave played on a summer league baseball team and I attended most of the games and kept the scorebooks for them. It was a Sunday evening game and I was standing at the end of the dugout talking with Dave when his coach Sean came over to talk to us. I had a thing for Sean for the two previous seasons when I had kept score and it hadn't really subsided at all. He had made a few flirty comments to me and once said if I kept wearing such short skirts or shorts to the games I was going to get him in trouble. Obviously him saying that only led to shorter. That night I had on a super short, tight jean skirt and tank top (probably in the team colors, I don't remember. I just remember it showed a fair amount of cleavage.) Sean was 32 and my idea of perfect looking. He was about 6'2, 210, with brown hair and brown eyes and the nicest arms I had ever seen. I've always been attracted to nice arms and these ones made me wet just looking at them. He had recently separated from his wife and was going through a divorce so I think he was letting out his frustrations working out. Anyway he came up to where Dave and I were talking and started talking with us. "So what have you two been up to this weekend?" he asked us. "I worked Friday then we went out to celebrate Jenna's birthday last night," Dave said. Sean raised an eyebrow at me and smiled "18?"
I nodded. "Since last Wednesday." "Well happy birthday! Welcome to adulthood," and he stepped over and gave me a giant head. "I want that ass now that you're legal," he whispered in my ear as he hugged me, a little too long to make Dave comfortable but not long enough for him to say anything. He let go of me and ran off to the field for the warm ups. Dave said bye and he'd talk to me after the game and did the same. All game I kept thinking about what Sean had said and how I would go about arranging that (there was no question in my mind if he wanted it, I would.) As I said, Dave had been the only guy I'd ever slept with and although I didn't regret it at all, I was really hoping there was more to sex that that. I had been his second ever and the first one hadn't really taught him any skills. Mostly it had been either me blowing him or him fingering me a little bit followed by him humping me for a few minutes until he came. He had gone down on me a few times, but it never lasted more than a few minutes and he said he didn't like it. I had cum once being on top of him, but hadn't been vocal enough to ask for more of that. All other orgasms I'd had at that point had been self inflicted. The game went a little late that night so it was dusk when it ended. I went into the dugout to give the scorebooks to Sean as he packed up random bats, helmets, balls, etc into his bag and the team celebrated on the field. "I was serious," was the first thing he said to me. I could feel myself get wetter as I smiled and nodded. "That ass is mine. Come back in 10 minutes?" I just continued nodding.
I turned and jogged out to Dave and walked to his car with him. He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek ("Sorry, babe, I'm all sweaty.") and left so he could get home and get to bed for work the next morning. The remaining players and families were getting into vehicles and leaving so I did the same and drove down to the local convenient store to get a water and some condoms.
I very briefly debated just driving on home but returned to the park. At this hour it was deserted and the baseball diamond and parking lot were set back from the street behind some trees. Sean was the only one there, loading the bags into his jeep when I got there. He got the sexiest smile when he saw me pull up. I climbed out of car and walked up to him, smiling back.

"I didn't think you'd come back," he said. I smiled. He put one arm around my waist and pulled me to him. He ran his fingertip along the neckline of my tank top. "Didn't I tell you not to wear clothes like this to my games?" "I thought you'd like them," I said. He kiss me, quick, but deep. "I love them, but do you know how hard it is to coach a team of horny teenagers when you've got half a boner yourself? These pants aren't forgiving," and he kissed me again, longer and deeper. He moved away long enough to take my hand and lead me around the dugout wall where he sat on the bench. He was right about the pants and I could see he was already getting hard. He pulled me onto his lap so that I was facing him, straddling him. He started kissing me again and was running his hands all over me and pushing my skirt up (luckily I had worn some tiny little pink lacy panties that night!) to grab my ass and squeeze. He groaned. "I've been imagining how good this ass would feel in my hands for two years." and kissed down my neck to the edge of my shirt and then pulled it off over my head and tossing it onto the field, he muttered something about how hot tan lines were (I had just gotten back from the beach the week before) and then pushed the lack of both bra cups popping my nipples out. He just stared at them for a few seconds while I kept grinding on his lap. I could feel how hard he was getting and it felt so good. He took one nipple and slowly started teasing it with his tongue and nibbling. I had never felt anything quite like that and grabbed ahold of those perfect upper arms and started grinding into his lap even harder. He grabbed my hips and held me still. "You've got to stop that, Jenna," he said. I frowned. "I thought you felt like you were enjoying it." He groaned. "I am. Almost too much. It's been 3 months for me. If you keep doing that you're not going to get much more." He slid a hand between us and started slowly running his fingers over the panties. I moaned and wiggled on his fingers. "You are so damn wet," he said. "Let me eat you?" I nodded and smiled. "You can try, but it's never really worked for me before." Sean took me off his lap (I could see how hard he was through the pants and he looked huge!) and laid me on the grass on the sidelines. He pulled my panties off and tossed them on my tank top and just took a moment to look at my pussy. It was nicely groomed that morning with a soaking wet little landing strip. Then he dove his head in and started eating full force. I bent my legs up over his shoulders and probably crushed his head between my thighs. He would alternate slowly licking circles with flicking my clit with his tongue. He had my ass cupped in his hands, squeezing as I moaned. I could feel it building up and when he slid two fingers into me, I exploded. I'd never shook like that, just cumming in waves as he kept licking. I let him continue a few minutes before becoming so sensitive I couldn't bear it and pulled him up on top of me. He started kissing me and I could taste my juices on his mouth (something I'd never done.) I pulled his shirt off as he continued kissing me and playing with the nipples. "I can't believe tits this perfect are even possible," he said. I started pulling at his belt and pants, but couldn't function well enough to get them after the orgasm I just had so he quickly pulled them off and I admired his huge hard cock. I stroked it a few times and somehow handed him one of the condoms in my pocket. He slid it on and laid back down on top of me. He picked up my legs and wrapped them around his back and started teasing me with the tip, putting just in then sliding back to rub it onto my clit. "Please," I moaned. "I want it so bad." His eyes lit up, glowing and he teased just the tip again, then slammed all 7 inches in. I arched my back and pulled him even closer as he started rhythmically moving in and out faster and faster. He leaned over resting on one arm as he started sucking on my nipples again then took his other hand and started fingering the clit. I was still so sensitive and I could feel it building again. "I'm gonna cum again!" I shouted. He thrust even faster and bit down on the side of my nipple and I exploded. He moaned as I squeezed around his.
He started slowing down, then pulled out and tossed the condom aside as he stroked himself. He grabbed my hand and started moving it over him as well. "I want to come on your tits." I just nodded and started squeezing even more and moving my hand faster. Not even 10 seconds later I felt him spasm and he started cumming. I quickly aimed it and let it splash all over my tits and stomach in a giant thick rope as I slowed down and just lightly stroked. He climbed off and laid down on his back next to me. He turned his face to me. "Happy birthday!" he said and gave me one more deep kiss. We laid like that a while just quiet before getting redressed and walking to our cars. I was pretty shaky walking. We said our goodbyes and went home. We continued having some hot sex for the next 6 or 7 years, despite various other relationships. If you liked this one I'll tell you about some of our other fun sometime, but right now, remembering this has gotten me pretty worked up, so I'm going to go get something fun arranged for my husband when he gets home in a few.

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