This story is a followup to Feeling Better and Feeling Frisky; and it is the latest account in the series, Lefty’s College Days. This series centers around my escapades while playing baseball on my college team.

If you recall, after our weekend get together in early January, Donna and I made plans for her to meet me in Florida, during my team’s college spring training session, in late February. As this was 1980, there were no cell phones or emails. So our plans were made before I headed to Florida.

As a reminder, Donna is the 38-year-old divorced mother of a girl I knew from high school. Donna is a petite woman with a great body from swimming on a regular basis. I met her the previous summer while working my summer job at a local grocery store in our hometown in northern Berks County, PA.

The prior stories document how this relationship started and how it has blossomed over the past seven months. This story starts when Donna met me at the ballpark after one of our spring games.

After the game was finished, I heard Donna yelling to me from the bleachers behind my team’s dugout. I waved to her and went into the dugout with the team. After the coach gave us our critiques and the schedule for the following day, I headed up into the stands to meet Donna. She greeted me with a big hug and introduced me as her nephew to the woman standing next to her.

This woman was Sue. It turns out that Sue is Donna’s friend from swim class. From the conversation, I learned that Sue is married and lives in the same community as Donna. But, they became friends when they were both taking swimming classes at the local Y.

Donna told Sue that she was planning on a getaway to northern Florida to escape the cold winter weather. As luck would have it, Sue was planning to drive to her parents' house in Jacksonville, to pet sit for her parents, while they went on a cruise. Sue’s husband could not get vacation time, and so, she asked Donna if she wanted to ride with her and save money on a hotel by staying with her at her parents' home.

Donna took her up on the offer. But, she had no way to notify me of the change in itinerary, i.e., no hotel room for fucking. Donna also did not want to tell her friend that she was regularly fucking a guy two years older than her own 18-year-old daughter. So, she told Sue that her nephew was a college baseball player, who happened to be in the area for his spring training season.

The story that was told on the car ride was that Lefty’s mom, Donna’s sister, insisted that she check in on him during the trip and entertain him a few times while she was in the area. Donna agreed and so that’s why they were at today’s game.

Once that yickity-yacking was done, I took a shower and met them in the parking lot. Sue was driving and “Aunty Donna” was in the front passenger seat of this old Plymouth Fury. I opened the rear passenger door and got inside. Donna said we would be taking Sue to her parents' house, and then she and I could go somewhere for dinner.

It was about a five-minute drive to the house. We said goodbye to Sue and we took off with Donna driving. Donna stopped at a local deli where we grabbed two sandwiches and a six pack of beer. Donna drove to a nearby public beach. We ate our sandwiches and drank some beers while catching up.

Donna was concerned that I was upset about us not having a hotel to hang out in. But, I told her that I understood that as a single mom that this arrangement made a great sense financially. I assured her that we could work around Sue and my baseball schedule to find “fun time”.

The sun was setting as we started to walk the beach. When we got far enough away from people, we started to make out passionately. My hands roamed Donna’s body. She was wearing a tube top with no bra and a white skirt with no panties. I was wearing baggy gym shorts and a tee-shirt.

As our tongues parried like fencing swords to see whose mouth they could stay in the longest, I pulled Donna’s tube top down over her firm round tits. The cool ocean breeze elongated her nipples making them sensitive to my touch. My fingers twisted and pulled her pointed tips. Donna cooed into my mouth and sucked my tongue hard. She also put her hand inside my shorts and started squeezing my balls. This made my cock tent my shorts like a sailing mast.

We were about fifteen or twenty feet from a wooden life guard’s chair. I moved us in that direction as we continued to kiss and fondle one another. From experience, I knew that once I got Donna sitting in that elevated chair, she would be at a perfect pussy eating height.

When we got to the chair, I put my arms around Donna’s ass and hoisted her up onto the chair. I opened her legs and attacked her pussy with my tongue. I licked and probed her pussy deep with my tongue. Donna was leaning back on her hands to push her soaking snatch harder into my mouth.

I licked and sucked her clit while ramming three fingers into her cunt. Donna was drenched. She was bucking her hips into my hand telling God and whoever else could hear her that she was cumming.

Once her orgasm subsided, I helped her down off of the chair. Donna dropped to her knees and began licking my balls and stroking my cock. She then began sucking the head of my dick before slowly taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth. Her mouth was warm and saliva was drooling down her chin. After about five minutes, I exploded into her mouth, shooting rope after rope of hot cum down her throat. Donna licked me clean and we exchanged saliva that tasted like one another’s cum.

Donna took me back to my quarters at Northern Florida University. While she drove, I fingered her pussy and rubbed her clit. At one point I was concerned we might wreck because Donna inadvertently hit the brakes while she was cumming. By the time we got there, I was rock hard again. Donna kindly blew me one more time before we kissed good night.

The next day was an away game which was followed by a day off. We decided I would come to Sue’s house for lunch and lounge by the pool. We would then figure a way for “Aunty” and “nephew” to break away for some alone time.

We won the away game in case you cared. Sue and “Aunty” picked me up the following day and we went back to the house. We had some lunch and Sue said she needed to run out and do some shopping.

As soon as Sue pulled away, Donna and I began making out. It wasn’t long and we were 69ing on a floaty raft on the side of the pool. We were so engrossed in our efforts to please one another that we never heard Sue come back in for the wallet she forgot until she yelled, “Oh my fucking God!”

After we threw our clothes on, Donna explained that we were not being incestuous and came clean about our relationship. Sue was more receptive to the idea of Donna banging someone half her age as long as it wasn’t a nephew.

The three of us started drinking and Sue was very interested in learning about our sexual relationship. She was surprised that Donna, who was so seemingly conservative, had engaged in threesomes and group sex. Donna assured her that until she met me, she had not participated in this “college style sex” life. She attributed that, in part, to her getting pregnant in high school from sex with her only boyfriend and never sowing any wild oats when she was younger.

Sue was getting a might tipsy and complained that her sex life with her husband was very vanilla. In fact, she took up swimming to help her with her physical frustration of limited sex. She also said that until she saw my dick come out of Donna’s mouth, she had never seen an erect penis besides her husband’s.

Sue also said she had never done a 69 because her husband won’t put his mouth on her pussy. Donna told Sue it was among our favorite thing to do because it gave us complete access to all the good parts!

Sue said that all of the sex talk was making her hot so she wanted to cool off in the pool. She jumped in and started swimming across the pool.

I looked at Donna and Donna said, “That poor woman. Maybe we should help her with her frustration.”

I replied, “I am game if you are.”

We swam out to where Sue was standing. We stood on either side of her and we each kissed her on the cheek. Donna then said, “Would you like to have a little fun with us? We can maybe let you see there is more fun than vanilla sex.”

Sue, who is about 5’5” and 130 pounds, with long brown hair, with smallish perky boobs, but a great ass, replied, “But, I am married.”

Donna said, “No worries. How about Lefty and I fool around and you watch? I have learned that I get turned on more when I know I am being watched.”

Sue nodded her head. Donna smiled and came over to me. She threw her arms around my neck and we began kissing passionately. I untied Donna’s bikini top and released her boobs so I could suck her nipples. Donna was moaning and pulling my head closer to her tits while I sucked.

I noticed that we had drifted up against Sue, and I saw she was biting her lower lip indicating that she was getting a bit turned on by what she was seeing. Sue was to my right. While continuing to lick and bite Donna’s nipples, I used my right hand to rub up the right side of Sue’s leg. When she didn’t back away, I cupped her ass with my hand and pulled her in closer.

I drifted us to the pool steps while kissing Donna and having a handful of Sue’s ass. When we got to the steps, Donna sat on the second step and pulled down my shorts. My 7” boner was at mouth level and she began blowing me.

Sue sat down next to Donna. I slipped a hand inside Sue’s bikini top and started squeezing her tit. Sue removed her top so I had better access.

Donna released my cock from her mouth and began sucking on Sue’s left tit. I dropped to my knees and removed Sue’s bikini bottoms. While Donna was working on Sue’s tits I started licking Sue’s pussy and fingering her with one, two, and then three fingers.

In no time at all, Sue was writhing her hips and gasping for air. Donna said, “I see Sue likes her pussy eaten. I hope she'll convince her hubby to do it for her.”

I pulled my head from between her legs and said, “He doesn't know what he is missing. She is like Lite Beer from Miller - Tastes Great and Less Filling!”

After laughing at my own beer joke, I asked Donna if she wanted to feast on the bearded clam. Donna then took over the pussy eating and I started kissing Sue so she could taste her cum on my tongue. Then I stood up and straddled Sue’s face and offered Sue my cock. She opened her mouth and I started to face fuck her.

Sue was panting and gagging. Donna must have pushed Sue to the hilt because she let my cock out of her mouth to scream just as I started to spurt my cum. This caused me to cum all over Sue’s face.

Donna came up and grabbed my dick and put into her mouth, sucking out the last bit of cum juice. Sue submerged her head in the water to clean her face.

Sue was all smiles and said, “I guess my new philosophy will be, eating isn’t cheating. I never knew how exciting oral sex could be.”

That evening with the ruse of the Auntie/nephew thing out of the way, I spent the night. Donna and I fucked our brains out the next two days. Sue gave us our space, but I wondered if I would ever get a chance to fuck her one day. Or at least return to the buffet at the Y.