"Strike one!" called the umpire!
The fans cheered as the catcher tossed the bright yellow ball back to the pitcher.
"Strike two!" rang out from behind the plate.
Again, the small crowd cheered as the pitcher caught the return toss from the catcher.
It was the end of the camp ground softball tournament and we were playing in the final game. Twelve teams had been battling it out for three days, all hoping to win the grand prize, the Beer Cup trophy and a keg of beer. The campground was packed with players and spectators, most of who were lining the field to see which team would walk away the champions.
Then the pitch, a swing, and with the crack of the bat, a line drive past second base. Lisa dropped the bat and started running. Everyone watched as she rounded first and headed to second. The throw from the outfield was on target as Lisa approached the base. Down she went, kicking up dust as she slid in avoiding the tag by inches. It was the bottom of the 9th inning, the score tied up three to three, with two outs, and it was now up to Mark to drive Lisa home for the win.
The crowd screamed and hollered as the pitcher wound up. As quickly as the pitch came towards the plate, Mark swung and connected with the ball, hitting it out to left field. Lisa ran full speed towards third, then turning, heading for home. With Mark safe on first, the throw to home came in late as she crossed the plate for the win.
Cheering rang out throughout the field as their teammates rushed her to celebrate! High fives, slaps on the asses, a few kisses were followed by a cooler of water dumped over Lisa as they celebrated their third straight win of the Beer Cup!
"Nice hit sexy!" Lisa said to Mark as they walked back to the bench to gather their gear. "Will you get me to home again tonight?" she said with a slap on the ass and a smile.
He looked at her and with a devilish grin said, "You know I will baby!"
Mark couldn't help but stare. Her hair was drenched and the water that had been dumped over her had matted her shirt against her body. Her beautiful breasts were highlighted by nipples trying to poke through her now see through cotton shirt, and tight athletic pants showed off her muscular legs, thighs, and sexy ass.
Approaching the bench, they were greeted by cups of beer, ice cold and foamy, straight from the freshly tapped prize. With a single motion, Mark gulped down his beer and walked to the keg for a refill.
"Hell of a hit!" came a voice from behind him.
Feeling a hard slap on his ass, he turned to see their friend Jenny, empty cup in hand, waiting her turn for a refill.
"Thanks!" He replied. "It felt good," Referring to her hand on his ass.
Giggling, she filled her cup and sat on the bench.
They had known Jenny and Brad for a few years and had a playful friendship of an innocent flirtatious nature. They had met playing softball but quickly realized they had similar interests in camping, barbequing, and spending time the beach or a resort.
Pouring a second cup, Mark approached Brad with a beer.
"Nice game dude, close one but we did it again!" Mark said, handing the beer to his friend, "Time to celebrate."
The arrived back at the campsite to find the party had already started. The bonfire had been lit and most the team, made up mainly of couples, had already started their night of fun. The prize keg sat on a picnic table next to multiple coolers filled to the brim with ice cold beer, and country music blasted from a pickup truck parked nearby.
As the two couples walked up to the party they were greeted with cheers and high fives.
"Way to go guys," one voice said from the crowd.
"Nice hits," another voice said!
"Nice dirt covered ass!" Brad remarked to Lisa.
"It is, isn't it," said Mark as he brushed the dirt off her ass. A nice firm squeeze sent shivers through her.
The party continued for hours, beer being consumed at a rate unmatched throughout the campground. About midnight, as the fire dwindled from a raging bonfire to a manageable campfire, the people started to pair off and head back to their own camp sites. The country music had been turned down and the only people remaining were Mark, Lisa, Jenny, and Brad. They had pulled up chairs and were now sitting around the fire talking about their successes that week.
Jenny excused herself to the bathroom, inviting Lisa to tag along for the dark walk to the dimly lit restrooms across the campground. They watched as their girls walked away, asses lit up by the light of the fire. Mark got up to top off their beers and Brad tossed another log on the fire, then they sat back down in a chair to enjoy the site of the fire grasping towards the trees, the smell of the smoke that filled the air, and the crackle of the wood burning.
"They sure are sexy," Mark said, "Lisa and I might have to slip away for a bit. We'll try to keep it down though!"
