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anticipation as Darryl stroked his huge cock. It glistened with lubrication and potential. He bent down to kiss me on the mouth roughly, then knelt on top of me with his knees on either side of my waist. Darryl was pretty much sitting on my thighs, and I could feel his cock between my ass cheeks. He ground against me once or twice, thrusting his cock back and forth.

Then he took hold of it and pushed it into my ass.

It was big. Very big. But the lubrication did its job and he was able to slide his head, and part of the shaft, into my ass. My tight little ring expanded obediently for him, although I could tell I was being stretched to the edge of my limit.

But I could take it. And it felt amazing.

“Oh my God!” I moaned loudly. I knew I sounded silly, but I couldn’t help but say the words. “It’s so big…”

Darryl stopped what he was doing. “You’re a good girl, taking so much cock in your ass.”

“I don’t think I can take any more,” I breathed. “It’s so intense…”

“Half is good enough for now,” he crooned. “We can work up to all of it. Now are you ready to be properly fucked?”

With my head in the pillow, I nodded.

Darryl was more gentle than he had ever been with me. He went slow at first, taking care that he never pushed too much of his dick inside me. But he moved faster and faster, fucking me with the first half of his cock. That was enough by itself.

My clit was on fire with pleasure, and the moment I touched it I began to come. I couldn’t help it. Darryl Bryant, first baseman for the Texas Rangers, was fucking me in the ass while his two teammates watched. The ecstasy was intense and heightened, and my orgasm went on and on as he fucked me.

He leaned over me and put his lips next to my ear. “Natalie…”

I responded with a frantic cry, because I couldn’t form any words during the crest of my climax.

“I’m going to fill that ass with my come,” he rumbled into my ear.

My pleasure shot up another degree.

“You’re going to take that come like a good anal slut, aren’t you?”

I cried out even louder. Every word he spoke increased my own orgasm. He spoke in time with his thrusts.

“Here. It. Comes. Natalie. I’m. Coming. Fuck. Fuck! FUCK!”

We screamed together as he fulfilled his promise and his cock quivered within my ass and filled me with his seed, joining it to what was already there from Rafael and Joel, and he wrapped his arms around my chest and held me tight until long after I had come down from my powerful, protracted orgasm.

24

Natalie

Being chosen as the starting pitcher for the All Star Game was an amazing accomplishment. I watched the sight from the Texas Rangers suite inside Busch Stadium as Rafael dug his cleat into the mound and prepared for the bottom of the first. The suite was inside an air conditioned room overlooking the field from behind home plate, but it also had two rows of seats outside the door. There was a table full of food and a dedicated bartender serving beer, wine, and mixed drinks. I sipped my margarita and counted myself lucky to be here among the owner and the high-level coaching staff.

“You have done quite well with him,” Theo said next to me. He gestured with his bottle of beer down toward the field. “Rafa, I mean.”

“I didn’t have to do much,” I said. “He was rookie of the year last year, after all.”

“You’re being modest. You took someone who was already talented and kicked them up a notch. And that’s just one player. Most of the staff has improved under your guidance.”

“I wouldn’t say most of the staff. Miner is slipping. Carter and Ramirez are as inconsistent as ever.”

Theo chuckled. “Natalie. Stop downplaying your role. You’ve been a huge improvement over Bobby Schultz as the pitching coach, and the problems with the team are things outside your control. Take the damn compliment.” He said it with a smile.

“Thank you,” I managed to say.

“I’ve been talking to Jeff.”

It took me a second to realize he meant Jeff Delorian, the owner. I glanced over at the man, who was sipping white wine from a glass while speaking to two white-haired men. None of them looked like they cared about the baseball game that was starting.

“He is open to making