Let's Play Ball

by Lolah Lace

  I longed to see Kari just to get a glance of her, a whiff of her natural intoxicating aroma. She didn’t wear perfume. I had studied this woman like she was the ACT test. I knew her walk, her laugh, her very distinct eye roll. I had even counted the freckles in her lips and nose. I never even realized some black people had freckles.

  I knew where she lived and I wanted to show up at her house. I refrained from outright stalking. I had to wait until the time was suitable. I had to make up my mind. I had to get my balls together before I threw them to the wall.

  I waited until Saturday to see Kari again. The Braves had a baseball game. It was so hard to focus on the game. It was difficult having her near and not be able to communicate with her. I didn’t have much of a choice. My wife, my mother-in-law and father-in-law were at this game. My brother is my assistant coach so I had I watch my step. Mike is such a tattle-tale. I wish I could talk to someone about this inner turmoil. The only person I can talk to is Kari and there’s no way I can convey my true unrest.

  The weird thing is Kari’s son Trey and my daughter Hannah had become fast friends. Every game they sit next to each other in the dugout and talk. Our kids have no interest in the game until they are up at bat. Hannah even asked me if she could go to Trey’s house and play video games. As much as I wanted to say yes I knew that was a bad idea.

  I watched my wife sitting on one end of the bleachers and my Kari sitting up high at the other end of the bleachers. Did I just call her my Kari? My life is getting complicated. I need to concentrate on the baseball game.

  I was really fidgety when I was in the outfield. I wanted the game to be over even though we were winning. Watching Kari on the bleachers was maddening. I couldn’t focus. I keep checking my cell phone for the time even though I had on a watch.

  My phone vibrated in my pocket and I took it out my pocket while there were no prying eyes on me. It was a text from Kari. I read it. [R U OK? Ur acting strange out there. Chill out!]

  I locked and placed my cell back in my pocket. I removed my sunglasses from the top of my baseball cap and placed them on my eyes. I purposely wore the mirrored sunglasses so that I could see out but no one could see my eyes through the lenses. I looked over at Tess. She was completely distracted with our sons Matt and Tim. I looked through the fence at Kari. I looked down at the grass and smiled. She always makes me smile. I want her.

  That night I sent out my customary email stating that there was a game on Monday. I sent Kari a separate text message as well. I was too chicken shit to call her. [I will come over and pick you up in the morning to go to the track. What’s your address?] I hit the send button and held my breath.

  Sure it was a stupid idea for me to pick her up when she lives in a different direction and Lemington Lakes Park is in between our homes. Sure I already had her address but she didn’t have to know that. I know that Trey had spent the night at his grandmother’s because she was at the game yesterday and he went home with her. I had my eyes on Kari and she went to her car alone and Trey went with Kari’s mother. Damn, I am really a stalker. I am really quite pathetic.

  I waited with baited breath for a response to my text message. When my cell vibrated I thought my face would crack from smiling. I checked the text message. [269 Somerset Ct.] Short, simply and sweet. I slept like a baby that night. I had a definite plan in the morning and I felt like a huge weight had been lifted.

  CHAPTER 5

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  I arrived at Kari’s house at 7:11 a.m. I was early, anxious and eager. The garage door was up. I had texted her to let it up for me. I had to hide my Nissan Maxima inside her garage. You never know who may be watching. I was slightly paranoid without reason probably. Kari texted me that the adjoining door to the house from the garage would be unlocked.

  I pulled my car in beside her Camry. I stepped out into the garage and it was exceedingly vacant of clutter. My garage was a hoarder’s paradise compared to hers. The garage door descended downward behind me as I walked to the pure white door that led to the house. I twisted the knob and it was open. I stepped into a neat orderly living space with light hardwood floor and beige painted walls.

  The furniture was off white. It looked to be suede or something similar. It definitely didn’t look like a seven year old lived here even though there were pictures of him throughout the room in silver picture frames. All the picture frames were silver. There were real oil paintings on the walls. I counted four. I don’t know why I didn’t suspect this. The entire room was impressively neat and artsy.

  I closed the door behind me and Kari came walking in from the hall that probably led to the kitchen or the dining room. I saw a small crystal chandelier hanging in the room she came from.

  “Hey,” She was smiling. She was happy to see me. She seemed always happy to see me.

  “Hey Kari.” I had to return her smile. Smiling back at her was a nasty addictive habit.

  Kari was wearing a pale gray fitted workout tank and matching gray running shorts. Her curves were deadly.

  She was wearing brand new fluorescent green Nike running shoes with gray shoe strings. Kari was hot in everything she wore. She had the perfect body, head to toe, a lovely big curvy round ass but not sloppy, nice tits, not too big, not too small. She had a Bond girl body.

  I had no intention of going to the track but she didn’t know that. Maybe she might have an inkling that I’m here for other reasons but I’m glad she didn’t assume. I’m the coach. I call the plays in this game.

  After endless minutes of us lustfully scrutinizing each other I decided to make a move or just open my mouth and form words.

  “Are you going to show me around your place?” I smiled or smiled harder. I’m sure I hadn’t stopped grinning since I stepped inside her house. I was interested to see the rest of the house but most of all I wanted to see her bedroom. I was here. I had worked up the nerve and there was no turning back now.

  We walked the stairs to the second floor. I watched as her ass trotted up the stairs in front of me. I wanted to spank her on the ass, tap that bodacious booty. I wanted to grab her by the waist, pull her shorts down and lick her butt cheeks one at a time. My hand involuntarily rose to swat her on her ass and then I just willed my ardent hand back to my side. Calm down Mason. Be patient. Be cool.

  We made it upstairs. We rounded the corner.

  “This is the bathroom.” She pointed.

  I peeked in. “I want to see your bedroom.”

  Kari turned to me and stopped. “I really want you to see my bedroom. Are you sure you want to see it? It’s where all the magic happens.”

  How did she make everything sound so sexy? “Yes, I’m very sure I want to see your bedroom.” Yes and I wanted to see you naked, four weeks ago. So Kari, let’s play ball. Wish I could say what was actually on my mind.

  Kari shrugged. “Okay, follow me.”

  She led me to the French double doors at the end of the hall. She opened one of the French doors. I followed her inside the master bedroom. I guess I expected something overtly feminine but the decor was warmed in natural colors, earth tones, browns and tans with a hint of vanilla. The Queen Size bed was neat and tidy with an excessive amount of pillows. Not sure why women like all those pillows. It didn’t matter. They will all probably end up on the floor after what I had in mind. I wanted to taste her more than I wanted to breathe. I had waited so long. I knew she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. She had said as much. It was up to me to make a move. I had so many moves I want to make.

  “Hey.” I smiled at her and all the dirty thoughts that entered my lust filled mind.

  “Hey.” She grinned with a closed mouth. “Do you like my bedroom?” She put her hands on her hips.

  I took my eyes off her breasts to look around the room. “Yes I like your bedroom and everything in it.” I took two steps forward to bridge the gap between us. Now we were close, too close. Her hands flew to her sides. I took another step forward and she stepped back
. I looked down on her and she looked up at me. I stepped forward again. She stepped back and gently bumped the wall. She was trapped in my Rizza web.

  “Where you going?” I playfully asked. I placed my arms out and placed my palms on the wall behind her. I locked her in-between my arms and I confined her with my predatory gaze. I was at a point of no return. “Are you trying to go somewhere?” I smirked. I raised my index finger and traced it over her collarbone.

  Kari’s chest heaved. “I’m going wherever you —.” Her mouth opened to form words but I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers before she could say more. I placed my hand back on the wall and leaned my entire body, mouth first into her. A wall push-up with Kari in-between me and the wall.

  My tongue found a place in her mouth and it refused to leave that spot. I plunged deep into her mouth until we were intimately connected. She was kissing me back, hard, soft, and passionate. I never knew there could be so many emotions in a simply kiss. My beloved joystick was rock hard and throbbing. It was like her lips had a direct line to my cock. I needed a surge protector. Stat!

  I pulled away and took two steps back to truly see her. She was so sexy. I felt blessed by the gods. No man could be as lucky as me. She was panting, waiting for me, only me. She wanted me and I wanted her from the moment I saw her.

  “Take off your shirt.” I ordered. My tone morphed into a hungry growl. I felt different now. I was no longer a man with a rational thought process. I was all animal instinct.

  Kari pulled her shirt over her head on my command. It was nice to have this power. She tossed her shirt to the chair by the window. She was wearing a black lace bra that barely held her breast under the fabric. Her cleavage sent a shiver to my balls. Her caramel skin was a salacious stark contrast from the dark lace bra. Her mocha nipples were begging to escape from the delicate fabric. Kari didn’t hide her magnificent figure. She was confident with the body she had. She had good reason. She was a goddess.

  I inhaled. “You are so fucking beautiful.” She blushed at my sincere revelation. I meant it. It was true. Every man in the ballpark would sneak and look at her when their wives were otherwise engaged. White men, black men, teenage boys all snuck glances. I witnessed a man walk into a garbage can watching her. She was just that hot. The fact that she pretended not to notice all the eyes that drooled over her, made her more appealing, more intriguing, more real.

  I pulled my Adidas t-shirt over my head. I tossed it on top of her discarded shirt in the chair. I smirked when I thought about the stupid made up meaning of Adidas. ALL DAY I DREAM ABOUT SEX. In my case, so true. All day and all night I dreamt about sex with Kari. Now I no longer have to dream.

  “Kari.” I whispered as her bright eyes admired my chest and washboard abs. I was proud of my fit and toned physique and thankful I worked out like a madmen.

  “Mason.” She smiled with only one side of her gorgeous pouty lips.

  “Take off your shorts.” I ordered with tender restraint. I wanted to rip those shorts from her honey-colored thighs.

  She slipped her legs one at a time out of her shorts. My mouth fell open at the sight of the black lace panties hugging her pussy and caressing her hips. Kari slowly turned in a half circle and made a fool out of me. Those weren’t panties. She was wearing a thong. Her ass was out, exposed, sexy as hell, tantalizing as fuck. She peered over her shoulder at me. I almost missed her seductive gaze because I was distracted salivating over all that nice ass she hide from me for four weeks. Her derrière was so big, round, flawless and bronzed. So much bigger than it appeared in her endless pairs of Levis. So much better in reality then in my lucid dreams.

  I stopped myself from saying I love you with my mouth and only said it in my brain. I said instead, “Damn Kari.” I inhaled as she turned back to face me.

  “Turn around, put your hands on the wall. Shred your legs.” Did I just pretend to be a cop? She did as she was told. She spread her legs and pushed all her beautiful black ass out at me.

  I removed my gym shorts and flipped out my Nike sneakers faster than I ever had before. I pulled my tighty whiteys down and stepped out of them. I held my cock in my hands and walked those few steps to Kari. I ran my palm over the silky skin of her butt cheek and I traced my fingers into her crack. I rolled my pointer finger underneath the minimal fabric of her thong. I pulled the thin string of lacy fabric and ran my finger over her asshole. I moved my finger down to her sweet spot and she was wringing wet. Her juice seeped unto my bare knuckle. Kari pushed back on my hand. My knuckle sunk into the place my cock had longed to be.

  “You’re so wet.” I hissed.

  “I’m wet for you.” She whispered seductively and I felt the head of my cock ooze a little hot-buttered love. I bent forward to brush my lips against the bare skin of her back. I licked the golden tan crevice in the center until she arched her back downward to escape me. I grabbed her firm hanging breasts as she squirmed beneath me.

  Kari pushed her welcoming warm body into mine. My rock hard cock rested on her ass cheek as I pulled her bra down and manhandled her breasts. I rubbed my palm over her puckered nipples. Then I pinched her nipples until she moaned with pleasure. I stood over her and used both my hands to knead her breasts like clay. Her tits were warm, soft and supple but firm. They were god given and now they were given to me. Thank you god. I roughly tugged at her nipples and pulled them away from her fevered body. All I could hear were her sensuous moans.

  I dug my face into her shoulder. I licked the place where her shoulder and neck meet. I had pushed the lace of her thong to the side. I had to let that wet kitty breathe. Hello Kitty!

  I realized she was trying to move her ass to my cock and push back on my thickness. She wanted me inside her. The head of my cock slipped on her wet pussy and almost found his way inside. Whoa, there was no rush. I just want to take my time. I want to save the best for last.

  This was the best torture of my life. I backed away from her delicious body and dropped to my knees. I slapped Kari on her right butt cheek and watched as it jiggled. I spread her ass wide open with both my hands. I had to sneak a peek into her tightest hole. My eyes drifted to her moist pussy lips. Her sweet cherry pie aroma forced my mouth to gape open. What does she taste like? I pushed my entire face into the dripping wet lips of her wonderfully plump pussy.

  I rubbed my entire face into her hot spot until my nose, cheeks, lips and chin where drenched with her nectar. I only pulled back to catch my breath and savor the taste. It was something fruity. I pulled back again to flick my tongue over her swollen rosy clit. I plunged my pointed tongue into her private hole and drank as much of her sweet juice that I could swallow.

  My hands traveled down the length of her long legs. I just had to wet her other hole. I licked my way from the back of her knee up to her asshole. I opened her up wide with my hands. I licked the black hole and Kari clenched her ass. Oh no baby. I slapped her on her ass and pushed her cheeks apart. She gasped as I spread her open with the strength of both my hands. I licked again this time flicking my tongue at the opening of her asshole.

  “Ughh!!!” Kari whimpered and she tried to close the fine ass that used to belong to her. It’s my ass now baby. You better get used to it.

  My Kari was breathing hard as I feasted on her ass. She was panting and her tight hole was opening and closing with every fevered breath. I was ready to go in so I pushed my face into her ass and pushed my hungry tongue inside her as far as it would go.

  “Oh Mason!” She moaned and I knew I had her on my team. I munched on her caramel pussy with my bottom lip as I darted my tongue in circles in her beautiful asshole. I was busy cleaning her tight hole completely out when I heard her incoherent moans.

  “Mason, Ma---son, Ma-son.”

  She was trying to communicate something. I ignored her at first then I pulled my tongue out to hear her jumbled words.

  “Mason, please, please.” She breathlessly cried. I suddenly took heed. Maybe this was too much.
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br />   I stood up straight. Did I do something wrong? I jerked her around to face me. What did I do?

  “Kari?” Shit, please don’t change your mind about us. I never forced myself on anyone but today I don’t know.

  “Mason, please?” She implored with her mouth and eyes.

  “Please what?” What did I do?

  “Please, fuck me.” Oh, she pleaded as her brown eyes burned into my blues and turned me into a stone statue of a man.

  Oh my God. I know I shouldn’t bring God into this yet again but this sexy beautiful black woman has commanded me to fill her wet pussy with my hard cock. After I snapped out of the fantasy world I had created, I picked Kari up off her feet and twirled her around to the Queen size bed that was waiting behind me.

  I tossed her insatiably ravenous body unto the bed. She bounced back toward the mountains of pillows. Her plea gave me added strength. I hope I have the stamina. I know I will. I feel like I got an ‘S’ on my chest.

  I flew down to the bed without a red cape. I had to satisfy her. I had to give her what she wanted. It was my duty to please her and give her everything she desired. It was clear she needed me and my thick eight inch cock.

  I removed her delicate lace thong while she removed her matching bra. I kissed her deeply and our bodies mashed together like pieces of the same jigsaw puzzle. I laid in-between her long honey colored legs. Good girl, she spread them wide for me. I buried my head in her neck. I kissed and licked her collarbone and she shifted underneath me. I lifted my weight to my forearms in a plank.

  I have no condoms. Fuck! Who am I kidding? If I had one I wouldn’t have used it anyway. I had to feel her. Raw. Wet. Real. Skin to skin.

  “Hummmm” She sighed as I entered her. I had done this. I had made her so hot, horny and wet. I took my time and just glided inside slowly. She smashed her eyes shut as she opened up and took all of my thick long cock. Fuck balls, this feels like heaven. I laid motionless inside her adjusting to this new and exciting territory.