The phone rang again. Jim opened one sleepy eye and looked over at it. Who ever was calling was, at the very least, persistent. This was the sixth call in 20 minutes and Jim resigned himself to having to answer it, apparently it was important. He wearily lifted his arm, as though it were made of lead and swung it over to the phone. He clumsily grasped the receiver only to have it slip from his grasp and fall. Cursing he sat up and leaned over to retrieve it.
"Hello." He tried to sound awake and unperturbed. He knew even as he spoke he had failed in that attempt.
A throaty, sensual voice answered him, "Mr. Peterson?"
"Yes. That's me." Jim answered, instantly aware of the effect of the voice upon his groin. He cleared his throat to draw his mind away from his wake up hard on. "What can I do for you?"
"Well, sir, I was told by a mutual friend that you used to play minor league baseball and I was... "
He cut her off, "Used to? Listen this is just a minor injury. I don't know where... "
"I'm sorry." She cut him off. " I didn't mean to offend. Never mind. Thank you and sorry for bothering you."
"No wait." He stopped her. He didn't really know why, maybe because of the voice. The deep sexy sound of it was wonderful to hear just after waking up. "Listen I'm sorry I jumped down your throat... it's just a sort of sore spot for me right now."
There was a silent noise. The type you can't really describe, but you know you heard, the sound of the person on the other end of the phone smiling. "I'm sorry for hitting that spot then." The voice sounded more relaxed. " I run the local little league, my name is Jennifer Owens, and I was wondering... "
Again he cut her off, " Oh listen... I'm not really that great with kids... " he started to protest.
"Oh... no sir. I am not asking you to coach or anything." Jim closed his eyes and began to imagine what sort of person would be attached to that voice.
"Oh." Jim tried to think of something to say. he felt stupid for assuming that would be what she would be asking for. "Please, call me Jim, Miss Owens."
"Thank you Jim and that's Mrs. Owens, but please call me Jen." Damn, Jim thought. " What I was wondering is... well we're sort of short one umpire this afternoon and seeing that you know the game I thought..."
Jim tried to think of a good excuse, but none came to mind quickly.
"Well, Jim. What do you say? It would mean a lot to the kids." There was a very soft giggle and then a deep throaty, "Please." directly out a 900 number script. That did it for Jim.
"OK. What time do you want me?" Jim winced after he had finished the sentence when he realized how it could be taken.
There was another soft laugh. "Well, how about at the municipal field at around 4:00 p.m. Could I have you then?" She added playfully.
Jim smiled, "Sure thing. I'll be there."
"Good. You'll find me in the concession stand. See you then."
Jim hung up the phone and leaned back in a cat like stretch. Could be an interesting day.
The first droplets of rain spattered on Jim's windshield as he neared the field. He looked up at the darkened sky and wondered if the game would be canceled. Part of him wanted to use that as an excuse to go back home, but another part wanted to see the woman behind that voice. As the two sides argued he drove on to the field, already knowing he would have to go, would have to see her.
He had always been a sucker for a sexy voice. A sweet voice to whisper dirty talk into his ear was the surest way to get him off big time, always had been. It had taken him on several misadventures... but they were worth it for the times he found the sultry voices that had whispered "Fuck me harder, faster... "etc. while he thrust and grunted and moaned. Of course several times he had found the person totally different than he had anticipated. Once it had even been a man... but he forgot about all the mistakes every time he heard a new voice.
The rain began to pour down in a deluge of water as he pulled into the field. He thought about turning around when he saw no one there, but then he saw a light on in the concession stand and a shapely figure standing there, shrouded by the rain. He turned off the ignition and the lights.
"Here goes nothing." he said to himself as he opened the car door and jumped into the driving rain.
Jen watched him cross the field in the driving rain. He was half way across when the rain began to come down so hard that she couldn't see him until he was only 10 feet or so away. His body was lithe and well cut. She watched him run with an easy grace across the last few feet into the shelter of the stand. She smiled as his T shirt stuck to his muscular form and his jeans became a second skin. She also noticed the bulge in his jeans from a partial erection and her smile broadened at the size of it.
Jim saw her smiling and returned it. She stood there under the edge of the stand watching him approach and a slight spray from the rain began to slowly wet her T Shirt, conforming it to her huge breasts, he could just make out the darker shade of her nipples through the fabric.
"Hi." Jim said as he entered the shelter. "You are Jen?" He asked extending his hand.
She smiled and nodded, "Jim? Nice to meet you. Sorry to drag you out here for nothing, looks like the game will be canceled after all." Her voice was smooth and sultry. Jim began to smile a little broader. She reached out and shook his hand, her skin was soft as silk and hot to the touch.
"No prob... how were you to know?" He said finally letting go of her hand. The water still dripped steadily down his face as it drained from his hair. "Got a towel by any chance?"
"oh, sure...hang on." She turned and went further into the stand and picked up a hand towel. "Why don't you take off your shirt and put on this?" She tossed him a white t shirt. "You don't want to catch cold." She smiled.
"Thanks." He said as he caught it. he stripped off his shirt and tossed it on to the counter.
"You know... " Jen said in a low whisper. "Your pants are pretty soaked too." She began to look around, " But I don't have any shorts or anything like that."
Jim smiled and looked her dead in the eye and unzipped his jeans. "Its OK. But I don't want to catch cold." He slipped them down and off revealing he had no underwear on. His half hard cock twitching its way to full erection. "Do you mind?" He asked in a feigned innocent tone.
Jen smiled and watched him strip. She stared at his cock as it began to grow and swell to an impressive size. "Not at all." Then she turned and walked behind the counter. "We should get some hot liquid in you though," She turned back half way to him, giving him and over the shoulder glance, "Just to make sure." She pulled out a cup and a packet of cocoa mix. "Hope cocoa is OK."
Jen walked over to the edge of the stand, purposefully brushing past him and thrust the cup into the rain. "Rain water is so good for cocoa, very natural." She said as she leaned out further into the rain to fill the cup. "Damn!" She yelled in mock surprise.
"What?" Jim asked.
"Well just look at me." She turned to show him and he saw the front of her shirt was totally wet now and her huge tits underneath clearly visible. "And I gave you the last of the T Shirts." She jut out her lower lip in a pout. Then she placed the cup and cocoa on the counter and stripped off both her shirt and her bra underneath in one move. "I hope you don't mind." She said in feigned innocence.
Jim stared at her, her beautiful breasts glistening with water. Her large pink nipples stiff, standing out nearly an inch. Each breast was the size of a honey dew melon at least and the nipples were nearly an inch and a half across. She picked up the cup of rain water and poured it across her chest, the chill causing her nipples to stretch even further.
"I hate to waste anything, so I don't want to waste the water on my tits... I'll just use it to make you cocoa if you don't mind." She ripped the cocoa packet open and began to dust her breasts with the chocolate powder. Then she took a step towards him. "Drink up. Wouldn't want you to get a cold."
Jim needed no further invitation. He bent down and took the right nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking the chocolate from it like a starving man. He ran his hands over her tits, letting the chocolate help them slide. He began to lick all over her breasts, making sure his tongue ran over every inch of her. Sucking her clean. Jen let her head drop back and began to moan.
"Oh god baby... yes... suck on my tits... lick em... oh...." Her sexy voice driving Jim onward faster and faster. Jim began to rub her all over and soon her upper body was covered with a chocolate coating. "Oh Jim... rip my shorts off... do it now..." She squealed as his hands ran down her belly.
Jim grasped the waistband of the shorts and pulled as hard as he could and was rewarded with a shredding sound as he tore her shorts and panties off with one sweeping gesture. Jen moaned louder and Jim lowered him self to his knees and began to lick her belly and thighs. Her pussy was partially shaven, only a strip on the front left, the lips were bare and poutingly open, wet from her juices and not the rain. Jim ran his tongue down across her lips and Jen leaned back on the counter thrusting her pussy forward. She raised one leg and draped it over Jim's shoulder so he had easier access to her.
Jim looked up as he began to lick and nibble on her lips, letting his tongue dart across her slit again and again. He saw Jen beginning to lick the chocolate off her own luscious tits, squeezing them and pulling at her huge nipples. He opened he pussy all the way with one hand and grabbed her ass with the other and then shoved his face against her pussy hard, his tongue entering her finally. Jen began to quiver and moan louder, "Yes baby, eat my pussy... come on... yes... eat me."
Jim felt his cock straining to get harder as she spoke. Then she would begin to suck on her tits again making loud slurping sounds. He slid two fingers into her along with his tongue and began to frig her fast and suck on her clit. Jen began to shake and she grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face deeper into her pussy and ground her hips against him as she felt a wave building within her.
"Jim... Jim... Yes... " She began to throw her head back and forth calling his name and then she grew quiet for a second and drew in a deep breath. Jim doubled his efforts, his fingers flying in and out of her, his sucking growing stronger. Jen suddenly threw her head back and wailed so loud Jim was afraid someone would hear. The she began to shake and collapsed into his arms.
Jim swept her up into his arms and carried her out into the driving rain. he couldn't see his car from here and hoped that no one could see them. He set her down in the mud along the third base line and straddled her chest. he pushed her huge tits together and slid his cock between them and began to slowly pump. Jen took over holding her breasts tightly wrapped around his cock and began to lick at the head of his 8 1/2 inches each time he thrust forward. Jim began to pump her tits harder and faster and she could feel his body beginning to tense. She looked up at Jim smiled.
"Come on baby, come on... fuck my titties good... I want you to come all over me... come on baby... come hard for me... come on." Her urgings driving him wild Jim began to titty fuck her at a frenzied pace. His cock sliding in and out faster and faster... the rain making her tits slick as if oil covered. His balls slapped on her belly and slid across her with every stroke sending shivers up Jim's spine. Then he felt it, and he threw his head back and moaned.
Jen let her breast go and grabbed his cock and began to stroke it hard and fast. "Oh ya baby... come for me!" She yelled as he began to spurt come all over her face and chest. She kept stroking him and sucking on the head as he came, letting his come roll down her chin along with the rain. Then she took his cock into her mouth and sucked hard... stroking him still she drained the last of his come out of him.
Jim collapsed next to her in the mud, panting and laughing. His entire body tingling in pleasure. He leaned over to kiss Jen but she rolled away. She came up on all fours in a cat like stance, her auburn hair draped across her face seductively. She smiled wickedly and lowered herself into the mud and began to slide in it. then she raised up so that just her tits were in the mud and giggled them back and forth.
Jim raised himself to one elbow watching her play in the mud and felt his cock beginning to spring back to life. She raised up to her knees and began to take heaping fistfuls of mud and smeared them across her tits, rubbing it in and sliding it over her body. The rain would begin to wash them clean again and she would coat then again. Jim felt his cock fully hard again and began to stroke himself watching her.
"Wanna fuck me?" She said in a deep throaty voice. "Do ya Jim? Do you want to fuck me here in the mud?" She raised herself up and dropped her ass into the mud quickly, sending splashes of mud in all directions. "Come on Jim... Fuck Me!"
Jim slid in the mud over to her and allowed her to climb up onto him. Her pussy was hot compared to the falling rain and tight and wet as it slid over him. Like a wet velvet glove it slide around his cock until her ass pressed onto his balls. Jim reached out and grabbed one cheek in either hand and began to thrust back, matching the pace she set. Her tits rubbed across his body, the nipples clearing lines in the mud on his chest.
Jim tried to speak but found he could only produce a guttural growling sound. Jen laughed and began to pick up the pace, sliding down hard onto him so that her wet ass made a slapping sound each time and sent sprays of water and mud through the air.
"Yes... god your cock is so great Jim... Its so big!" Jen screamed as she slammed down again, " And so thick! Fuck me Jim!" She screamed and began to bounce up and down faster and faster. Her tits bouncing wildly and slapping together as she rode Jim's cock. They swung up and bounced off his face as he tried to catch a nipple in his mouth. he could feel her body beginning to tense and he thrust up into her harder, raising his ass out of the mud. He felt his balls beginning to tingle and knew he would come soon.
"Fuck Me!" Jen screamed and then collapsed onto Jim. Jim thrust into her again and felt streams of hot semen shoot into her pussy, spasm after spasm as he came and came. Her pussy tightened and then released and then tightened again like a vice, milking him of every last drop of come. At last Jim felt his body shudder and he lay back in the mud... stroking Jen's wet hair.
"Jim?" Jen gasped.
Jim made a grunting noise in response and stroked the hair from her face.
"Jim... it is Miss... I lied."
Jim began to chuckle and held her close to him.
Jim turned off the car and looked up at the sky. 45% chance for rain today. He smiled and stepped out onto the baseball field, confident there would be some game today, rain or shine.
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