The Baseball Trip Pt. 05

"Gonna... you keep that up. Gonna cum just from that."

"Don't you dare," Julia said. She started sliding up my cock and back. Like little frog jumps perched above me. Working those pussy walls every time she bottomed out.

"Fuck," she said as she landed, "Fuck... Gonna keep. Fuck. Fucking... you. God... So good... Fuck..."

"Julia..." I sighed. Sarah was so sexy. And Kelsey beautiful. But Julia? Fuck. She was perfect. And I wanted her to just keep riding my cock on into forever. She leaned down, changed the angle of her strokes. Bit at my ear.

I'd suffer through that, I supposed, if that meant we could keep sharing this.

""Yeah," Julia kept talking, "Take it... Fuck. You like that? You like... Like me fucking you? Yeah. So good. My pussy. Oh..."

Julia sat back up, rested her hands on my shoulders. Started popping up and down on my cock - like doing little squats. Her legs slammed into my pubis. Her tiny breasts did their best to bounce along with her. Her hair flew around, stuck to her face with sweat.

Her pussy seemed to just be in permanent squeeze mode now and all I could see was my beautiful bestie bouncing on my cock faster, tighter, harder.

"AH!" Julia screamed, a higher pitch than I'd ever heard from her. "Auuuuuugggh"

Head thrown back, tits reaching for the air. Body almost frozen in ecstasy. A bit of Julia juice spritzed onto my stomach. Her pussy so tight now I could feel it... the urge to fill her oh so close and...

"Don't you dare!" Julia shouted.

She reached back with her right hand, grabbed my balls and pinched them between her fingers. Any thought I'd had of cumming, any idea, any little blip in my mind, drained right out of my body. .

"Oh God... Julia... Jules. That... Oh..."

My cock wanted nothing more than to escape, but Julia's amazing snatch held it there hard and tight.

"You don't cum until I tell you," Julia said. She gave my testicles another short squeeze to punctuate her point.

I nodded.

"Understood?" She twitched her hand as she said it.

"U... understood."

"That's a good boy," she said, then reached over and tousled my hair. Then she worked her kegels on my cock again.

"Still with me? Ohhhhh yeah. This is gonna be fun."

Julia started the motor all over again. Rising and falling on my cock. Body slick with sweat and her own juices.

"I am just going to keep...fffffucking you. And fucking you... and fu...oh, yeah...fucking you until we both drop. That fucking... magnificent cock... making me... cum. OH! So much. The girls... They were right... Uhhhn. Your tongue is pretty... pretty good. But.. ffffuck. That cock. Fucking - oh fuck! - magic."

I stared up in amazement. What exactly had Sarah and Kelsey said? Julia had told me they revealed everything that was happening but, I mean, everything everything? What level of detail did they give, exactly?

"That's right," Julia reached back and rolled my balls in her hand, still bouncing as she did, "These? This? All mine. And you... you don't get any until I say so."

She started moving faster again. The machine running at peak power. Riding. Writhing. Then arching back and... splash! Another stream of girl cum spattered against my stomach. Julia flopped almost all the way back. Laughing.

"Ahhhhhh... That is. Wow. Something else. Wow."

Then she sat up and started going again.

"You... you gonna come, Benny? You gonna come for me?"

"N... no."

"That's a boy."

She was on orgasm... I couldn't even count by now but I was absolutely dripping in Julia-juice and she hadn't even touched her clit yet. I hoped Sarah and Kelsey had planned on a fourteen course breakfast. Because this was not ending anytime soon. No matter how badly I wanted it to. Needed it to.

Julia rode me for all I was worth and all I could do was hang on for dear life and pray my poor battered balls could release their baby batter soon. The pleasure was indescribable as my bestie worked herself on my cock, but the pain - the ache from how she'd put my own pleasure on pause, the driving, burning, screaming need for release - was almost just as bad and I could feel the necessity just hammering at me, how hard I needed to let go. Like out of air and still three feet underwater. Drowning.

Julia settled. Gasped, then leaned a bit back.

"Double... doubleheader," she laughed a little. She slapped down hard on her pussy. Whack! Then again. Whack! The hand that hadn't been slapping reached up and squeezed her little titty almost purple. Then she reached down and found her clit, rubbing it with none of the violence of before. Punishing and rewarding, all at once.

Julia kept herself still. Her legs stuck to me with sweat. She just reached and rubbed. First languid and long, then in little circles. Pressing. Gasping. Her body sort of humped a bit back and forth as she went, but mostly she held herself in place except for that one privileged part.

Now she was battering her clit back and forth with her right hand, her pussy rhythmically squeezing at my cock. Julia's face was flushed. Her eyes even greener than ever. She tossed her hair back and forth, almost in time with her hand. Then her arm seemed to shudder. Shiver. She reared back and slapped at her clit. Then started rubbing again.

"Oh... Oh yeah." She started panting. Breathing through her nose like an angry bull. A sort of long, low whistle. Like water boiling in the kettle. Her pussy grew tighter and I felt it again. The spark giving way to a flame to a fire to a blaze and I desperately tried to hold back. Lifted my thighs a bit to loosen her grip on my shaft. Thought about anything I could except this. I was terrified of what would happen if I came close to cumming again. Terrified of what would happen if I didn't.

Julia bore down on me, groaned, then another warm expulsion - this one arcing higher, like a fountain, crashing against my chest. Julia lay back a bit. Her face slowly cooled to a deep red. She looked down to our union and sort of smiled at it. We were both gasping for air. Carefully, Julia lifted each of her legs, stretching them out.

Then she sighed and sat up again.

"Not until I say," she said. Then very slowly, she lifted herself up on my cock. I steeled myself for her to start again. Julia had a pace and it was killing me just to try to keep up.

Only this time she went slowly, like savoring every vein and ridge of my cock. Her pussy slid up all the way to the tippy top, then back down. If before was a jackhammer, this was a gentle massage. In time with her thrusts, Julia squeezed my cock with her amazing snatch, a complicated combination that had me almost dizzy with desire.

Julia rested her hands on my chest. She looked down at me and made a sort of, 'come on up' gesture with her head. I reached up and closed my hands around her fantastic, tiny titties. Her nipples were so hard, they seemed to scratch my palms. I massaged lightly, then Julia dug her nails into my chest and I got the hint.

I crushed Julia's breasts like I was trying to pop the poor things. She gasped and groaned. Started riding faster. My resolve was quickly crumbling. I was getting so close. Yet I couldn't... Was so afraid that Julia would throw my emergency brake again if she knew.

She was going now. Driving. I'd learned how to tell she was getting close by the way she'd start to roll her body - rubbing her clit into my pubic bone as she went up for her next thrust. She was curving now. Closer.

"Gonna... gonna keep riding. Riding you," Julia said, "Uhhhh... Ohhhhh... Oh! Oh wow. That's... yeah. So good. Pounding. Drill you down. Oh yeah. You ready? Ready for another... Oh ffffuck! Another cum? Here it cums... Here... it..."

Her pussy cinched tight but unlike before when she'd frozen, Julia just kept on going. I wasn't going to make it this time. Either she was going to grab me or I was going to go.

I felt her spatter me but she didn't stop. Her pace even faster now.

"Huhhhhh. Haaahhhhhh. Oooohhhhh..."

"J... Jules?"

"N... no. Not yet. That's it. Stay with me. Just gonna keep... Keep... fucking... fuck... hrrrrrr-ahhhh."

Julia shook a little more this time.

"Yyyyyessssssss. That's it. You like that? Sssssoooooo good. No more... no more nice stuff. Guh... gonna keep fucking you. Fucking you hard."

Holy fuck. This had been Julia being nice so far? I was fucking doomed.

"Oh yeah. That's it. That's my beautiful big fucking cock. So fucking BIG! I can f... feel it... Filling me. Sooooo gooood... oh yes. Yes! YES! Your big dick is fucking filling me and I can't fucking STOP!"

"Jules I c... can't. Can't hold on much longer. Jules. Please."

She seemed to slow for a moment, leaned forward. Put her nose up next to mine.

"What's that? Do you want to cum? Huh? Is that it? Do you nnneeeeeed to just... explllooooode inside me?"

I couldn't even speak, her snatch was so tight around me. Could barely breathe, let alone make words. I nodded my head, ever so slightly.

Julia sat up again. Started making her pace.

"Tell me.."

"I n... need to cum."

She was moving faster now. Almost a blur. Her pussy grabbed at my cock. Milked me.

"I need. Oh Jules I need to cum! Oh God I need it so bad Jules. I need to CUM!"

"I... It's coming. So close... oooooooooo Ben. You're making your bestie cum so hard. Show me. Show me how bad you want it."

"Oh... Oh please. Julia. Help me. I need it so bad. I can't stop it. Please Julia, please let me cum."

"OH! OH GOD! Ssssssso CLOSE! K... keep going. Come on. You can... you can get me there I know you can. Oh... OH! You want to cum? You want to cum for me?"

"Yes, Jules. Please. Please let me cum. Oh God I need..."

Julia starting thrashing, reaching crescendo.

"Hah...HAH! AHHHH FUCK! CUM! CUM ON! CUM IN MEEEEeeeeee," Julia practically shook the walls as she cried out.

My balls tightened. Sperm shot up my shaft. The words erupted in my throat in the same moment.

"Oh God. Yes.YES! Here it cums. Juliaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!"

My cock exploded and as it did I felt Julia's orgasm wash over me, somehow far more intense than anything she'd unleashed on me already. Huge gushing bursts of girl goo spurted out of her, as if matching my own discharges - covering my chest as I filled her with my fertility.

Finally hitting my release - it was beyond ecstasy to some higher plane. Each explosion of cum seemed to just lift me further. More than shooting ropes. Almost knots. It felt so thick and powerful, blasting my bestie's cervix.

"OHHH!" Julia howled, "That's so good. OH GOD. I... I'm cumming. Cumming so hard. Fffffuck... k...keep filling ME! YES! OH GOD YES! So FUCKING good!"

Julia kept driving herself up and down my cock, like trying to get every spurt. Then in the last moment she almost leapt off me, grabbed my cock tight in her hand, and pointed the last of my exploding essence at her little, jiggling titties.

"That's it! OH, there's a good boy! Doing so good for me." She leaned back and laughed hard. Like all that cumming had crossed her circuits and now her body was just emanating pleasure in every way it knew how.

I fell back. Blown. Laughed a little myself. My chest was aching and I looked down, saw ten identical nail marks where Julia had just dug her claws into me as she came. My jaw hurt. My head ached. My arm throbbed. I felt pain in places I hadn't even remembered her hurting me.

I found myself drifting between resentment and bliss. Content and afraid. I looked over at my best friend. Both covered in each other's pleasure.

"Julia. What the... What the hell was that?"

She smiled at me. A sort of naughty little twinkle that admitted guilt yet conceded nothing. Then she jumped up off the bed and strutted over to me.

"Nice job out there," Julia said, then swatted me on the ass. "Definitely going to need a rematch."

A moment later, I heard the shower running. I lay there in bed, shocked. Stared up at the ceiling, searching for an explanation I'd never find.

*

When I finally limped downstairs, all three women were waiting for me. The mood was dour. No one would look each other in the eye. Every time someone spoke it felt like trespassing, wrong. My whole body ached, I was already bruising in a few places. I felt hungover without having ever touched a drink.

Sarah and Kelsey both clearly felt guilty. For what we had done, for Julia having found out, for telling her the whole tale - I didn't know and couldn't guess. Julia herself seemed smoldering, her anger sated, but clearly ready to come back at any moment. And for myself? I felt chastened. Angry. Hurt - in both the physical and emotional sense. No one felt like talking, everyone had something they clearly wanted to say.

Like headed to our execution, we marched out to the parking lot. Once again, we overloaded Julia's little Beetle. It seemed like every time the car got more stuffed, and I started to wonder if maybe our luggage was also mating behind our backs.

I started to move to my customary back seat, but Julia stepped in front of me. She held the keys over my head like a short, metal noose.

"You're driving," she said.

After everything that had just gone on, I was so confused. Was this a pity gift? A strange, lame attempt at an apology? Some sort of weird, messed up trap?

Sarah and Kelsey were already packed into the backseat. They didn't make it look at all comfortable, but that didn't stop me from wanting to be back there with them. Not for the sex, believe me. After that morning's escapades (and the night before, and the night before that...) my poor member needed a long vacation of his own. But somehow I felt I'd be safer sitting next to Sarah or Kelsey.

"You said it yourself," Julia said, "I can't drive the whole trip - liable to get us killed. There's no one I trust more with my baby than you."

I'd have been less shocked if she'd asked Kelsey to massage her tits while Sarah licked her snatch. Which, I mean, that wasn't the worst mental image in the world.

Wait. Where was I again?

Right. Julia didn't let her own family drive her car. Letting me take the wheel was either proof of extreme desperation after days of nonstop driving or it was a legitimate, serious sign of something deep and even affectionate.

I couldn't say no after that. So I climbed into the driver's seat and got ready to go. Setting things up to drive was a bit of a waste. My seat was pressed forward and could not slide back without crushing the two women behind me. Moving the mirrors around, the ones that hadn't gone missing years before, only showed me more suitcases. If I had wondered before how Julia could have missed everything going on in the backseat, now I had my answer. We could have been cooking meth back there and she wouldn't have noticed.

Julia climbed into the front seat next to me. She patted my thigh almost lovingly as she sat.

"Wow," she said, "this is really tight. You two ok back there?"

"Yup," Sarah said, clearly not meaning it.

"If it gets tight, Kelsey, you should try sitting on Sarah's lap," I said, then started backing up the car.

"Don't think I haven't considered it," Kelsey called forward. Julia gave me a strange look. I just shrugged.

*

Our next stop was Cleveland, about five hours away. It was a long enough drive that we decided to stop midway, at Notre Dame. One of Julia's friends from high school, another alpha athlete type, had a full ride for cross country and she'd agreed to let us crash on the floor of her dorm room.

The roads were sun dappled and almost empty. Our car was nearly as quiet. There was a strange pressure weighing down on all of us. I had nothing but the hum of the car, generic radio music, and my thoughts to keep me entertained.

We were past the halfway point of our trip. Heading back east. It had all started with me and Sarah getting a bit frisky in the cramped backseat. Only now she'd declared herself off limits and this time I really believed it was for good. She and her boyfriend had reconciled. I couldn't imagine us going forward from there.

Whatever Sarah and I had started, Kelsey had carried so much farther forward. We'd slept together - well, not slept of course - but it wasn't making love either. Had intercourse, as Sarah might say. Whatever. Kelsey had given me her virginity and I'd have assumed we'd keep going at it for at least the duration of the trip. Yet I couldn't help but notice that the flirting had just about stopped. Did Kelsey feel guilty? Regretful? Or did Julia's discovery of us just put the damper on everything?

Julia. My roommate who'd broken us out of the friend zone with a bang. Yes she seemed oddly content, but also I could feel her anger still, too. What had happened with us, exactly? I mean, I know what happened, it's just... I didn't realize my roomie was such an... aggressive lover. I tried to think back - I mean, I'd seen Julia bring home boys before. Certainly I'd heard things coming from her room. But nothing like that. Our walls weren't that thick - I was pretty sure I would have heard those poor guys howling.

So was this just my luck? My punishment for deceiving Julia this whole time? It was a weird sort of way to get back at someone. I'm not the type to overanalyze a relationship, but I think this went beyond simple confusion. Where were we by this point? Friends or lovers? Or was that her way of saying goodbye?

It had been days since our last baseball game, and I feared it would be forever until the group would go back to being friendly. Let alone... more. I couldn't help but follow the road, feeling lost, like everything I wanted was suddenly in the opposite direction.

*

We stopped to get gas and pee. I found Sarah by herself in the rest stop, looking at bags of red vines. She smiled and stroked my arm when she saw me.

"So you and Robbie worked things out?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say that, exactly," she said, tilting her head, " I'm giving it a shot. That's all I can do. How are you and Julia?"

"I... I'm not sure."

"You two talked?"

"And then some. What the hell did you tell her anyway?"

"She came downstairs all riled up about seeing you and Kelsey in bed the night before and basically... there was no way around it. So we told her. Everything."

"Yeah, no kidding," I said. I tried to keep my eyes on hers, but I couldn't help but stare at the coed brunette's amazing body. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt and her enormous breasts seemed to be reaching out to search the shelves on their own. She moved on from the red vines and started looking at the Whoppers, which I felt was more than appropriate.

"What happened?" she asked, "With you and Julia?"

"She... I don't even know how to describe it. She hurt me," I said.

"Oh, Ben, I'm so sorry. But you know I think what we were doing hurt her, too. I don't know. That wasn't just a woman upset about what was going on behind her back. I think maybe she had feelings for you and now... "

"So I deserve it, is what you're saying."

"I'm saying that sometimes we do the cruelest things to the ones we care about most."

"Like you and Robbie?"

Sarah smiled wistfully at that. Then she grabbed a bag of candy and walked off to the register. Her beautiful bottom bouncing as she went. All I could do was watch.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. Kelsey. She smiled at me shyly. She was sucking on a slurpee and I couldn't help but think about the other things I'd seen her put her mouth around.

"I'm sorry," I told her, "I think I ruined everything."

"Look," she said, "I'm not mad about last night. I mean, not at all."

"OK - good."

"And this morning was bad but I think the long run everything will work out fine. It's just... after everything that happened with Julia..."