Trent
Last night had been crazy hot. I won’t pretend it wasn’t. Because I was at a hotel for spring training, I’m in the minor leagues hoping to be called up to the majors soon, and yeah, they put us up at the Hotel Tivoli during a hard week of weights, sprints, runs, batting practice, everything that goes into being a grade-A ballplayer.
But I’m not complaining. I’m focused on hitting the big time and putting in the work was just part of the process. Because yeah, usually I’m up at five a.m. doing weights before grabbing a carb-loaded breakfast, and then in for some hand-eye conditioning before heavy duty batting practice. It’s a tough life, but where I’m headed, nothing’s going to be easy so may as well suck it up now.
But last night had been a break from it all. We’d wrapped up another rough week and the team had been set free to relax, take a night off on the city. So most of the guys had beat feet to Scores or Knuckles or whatever strip joint had the hottest girls, sure to lose it to some ugly hooker. I shrugged. It’s part of being a ballplayer, we’re not picky when it comes to females. But I dunno, money for sex didn’t sound good last night. Not that I’m judgmental, it’s not like I’ve never indulged, I just wasn’t feeling it last night. So instead I dragged myself to the hotel bar, not expecting much, probably the dentist from Toledo and his wife, excited to be in New York partying it up.
And yeah, my expectations were spot on. The place was pretty cheesy, a lot of old people, dressed in too-tight clothing, lumpy and pudgy, already drunk after two cocktails. But there’d been the woman. I’d seen her right away, she was fucking beautiful, like an angel standing in a glow of light, unsure, biting her lip. And like a magnet, I was drawn to her, my feet moving in long strides across the bar, ready to assault. But evidently half the males in the room had the same idea, I practically had to shove three guys out of the way just to get to her. And fuck, but Marie was so beautiful up close, those big brown eyes, the curvy body, her tits creamy, fleshy, hard nips visible even in the dark of the room. The innocence in her eyes made me think there was no way she was coming home with me, no way she’d give it up to a man she didn’t know, some random stranger. So when the brunette melted in my arms, locking lips, sinking into my broad frame, I was surprised, gratified and fucking horny at once, determined to show the honey a good time.
And it ended up being more than that. It was more than good, it was un-fucking-believable how hot and deep we went at it, how I took that curvy body every which way, drilling her thoroughly in her ass, her pussy, those sweet folds enveloping me, her breathy pants coming fast before rising into a high-pitched whine, giving it up, exploding all over me, puss clenching fast and hard around my hard rod, shattering with sweet pulses.
And fuck, but I exploded too. I fucking came again and again in that sweet body, her ass and cunt draining me dry, milking me of every last drop, catching every sweet spurt of semen, wasting none. But fuck, I couldn’t let up on my training so I got up at five a.m. as usual and went downstairs to hit the weights. And when I got back the girl was gone. That’s right, that sweet, curvy body was gone, nothing but a warm imprint in the sheets, the sensual smell of sex still heavy in the air.
I was disappointed, sure. It’d been so good between us that I wanted to follow-up, give her a call at least, maybe hang out again. But it was too late. The brunette was gone, nothing but her perfume in the air, and fuck, but I only had myself to blame. I could have left a note, I dunno, gotten her cell at least, but instead I’d snuck off like some loser.
So cursing myself, I hopped in the shower. We had a rare weekend off and I was spending it at my buddy Robbie’s place. Robbie and I are friends from school, we played baseball together before I dropped out to focus on the minor leagues. Robbie’s still doing the college thing and more power to him, the guy’s a fucking genius, I’d never be able to do what he does, books and shit, who the fuck knows. But for our one weekend off, my buddy was in town too, staying at his mom’s place and he’d invited me over to crash.
“There’s not much going on in Sunnyside,” he warned, “It’s a sleepy place.”
I nodded, shrugging. Whatever. As a ballplayer, I party all the time, it’s practically a requirement being on a team, you gotta get to know your teammates otherwise there’s no “team.” So I was looking forward to a week of relaxation, of quiet time in a nothing town, no distractions, no stress, just relaxing, kicking back and catching movies, maybe chatting a few girls up at a local bar, hanging with my buddy.
So Sunnyside, Florida it was. And hopping out of the shower, I threw my few possessions into a backpack, zipping it up with no trouble. Yeah, I travel light, I don’t have much shit, you learn to do without when you’re constantly moving between cities. And shit, but my dick pulsed unexpectedly then. Because looking around the hotel room, the big bed mussed, the air still heavy with the scent of sex, a few sensuous whiffs of the woman’s pussy lingered in the air, making me inhale deep. Fuck, it was amazing. Marie had been beautiful, and I wanted more, wanted those sweet thighs clasped around me once more, the brunette screaming as I fucked her hard, wrapping her arms around me, slamming that tight cunt on my dick. But she was gone now … and it was time to move on.