Melissa again lifted herself up, drew him in, and relaxed, and this time Bill cooperated. He began thrusting, building a rhythm she gleefully contribu...ed to. The... strangeness... moved in and out of her, and she loved it, something in her mind loved it, and she broke off the kiss and turned her head to the side, moans coming unbidden from her throat, the desire building, building...Then Bill went rigid. The knowledge that she had brought him to this state was enough to push her over the edge. However, this was a special Friday evening and she was in a hurry to get to the main ballroom on the mezzanine floor before the dance party officially started.Before getting further into the story, let me go back to the beginning in order to put this silly little story into better context for readers more inclined to require logic in their reading material.I should start off by explaining that at the time of the event, the pretty young thing was still in that status that would only be described. The coach had me take over for him and when we met between the plate and the mound he said "I think I'm in love, that chick can hit!" before handing me the ball and wishing me luck. Rhonda was zoned in pretty well and I only got one very good curve ball past her. She sprayed everything else all over the field.After BP the coach put her at first and had us play in the field. She showed that she could play one hel of a first base as well. I actually had to play shortstop or outfield when I wasn't. A loud moan escaped from one and embarrassed, I turned away. Two young men with big cocks had joined the girls in the shower and were driving into them without a care. I had to release my cock as I didn’t want to cum yet. I had never leaked so much and my hand was dripping. I had brought no tissues and as I watched a fat slab of cock slap a young blonde on the lips, I licked my hand. I had never tasted my cum before and as I watched the girl eat cum on the screen, I cleaned my hand. My cock.