My Navy Boyfriend

During my first semester of my sophomore year at college, I met a boy, really a man as he was 22 years old at that time. He was a Navy boy. Our meeting was outside of the college experience...we met at a record store (remember those?) checking out Led Zepplin records. I have always had a knack of holding a conversation, even when I was a bit introverted. It was easy to strike up one with Mike, his real first name, as he was really attractive. Mike stood about 5' 4", had red flaming hair that was cut short, had a well defined muscular body that was apparent through his polo shirt and shorts, and had a very pleasant and outgoing personality. Mike was fairly quick to ask for my phone number (which I gave him the Sorority house number) and offer his number (an off base house that he shared with another Navy boy). After exchanging numbers, Mike asked I would be interested in going with him to a professional baseball game. Having grown up loving baseball and football, I agreed. When and how were my questions. We agreed to meet at his house the following weekend around noon. I showed up as we agreed wearing my usual attire, jeans and t shirt. Nothing special other than my bra matched my panties, white cotton both. No lace or specifically "sexy". I was hooked on Victoria Secret cotton bikini panties with no name bras at that time period. The game was an evening game, so we had time to get something to eat before the game, so we were off to grab a burger and fries. We ate at the restaurant then headed off to the stadium in his truck. Parking in the stadium parking lot, we started chatting about ourselves so as to give the other person insight into ourselves. As we chatted, I leaned over to kiss him. He promptly scooted closer and we began hugging, rubbing our hands over each other while French kissing passionately. At some point, he began rubbing my breasts through my shirt and bra. I learned early on that my breasts, specifically my nipples, are a quick trigger to my pussy. Playing with them makes me very horny, so at one point I just pulled my t shirt off over my head, unclasped my bra and let my tits free. I didn't care that we were in a public area with plenty of people going by. If anything, it raised the level of excitement for both of us. As soon as I did, he started sucking my nipples, alternating sides. That was too much for me, I had to have his cock out, so I undid his jeans and reaching into his tighty whities, I took ahold of his cock. It was hard, but much smaller than I had ever felt. It might have been 5" at best, circumcised and it hugged his belly when hard. Working his cock out of his jeans and underwear, I started to stroke him slowly I may have gone up and down 3 or 4 times when he started cumming. He was a shooter, He squirted so hard that it struck the underside of my chin with several shots. That set me off into desperation to cum. As he played with my nipples, I let go of his cock and unbuttoned my jeans, sliding them and my panties far enough down so I could finger myself. Being as excited as I was, I went straight to fingering my clit rapidly...I needed to cum! No sooner had I started fingering myself, Mike grabbed his still hard cock and started jerking it off. This set off my orgasm, which in turn set off his second. This cum shot right onto my chest with a strong force that surprised me. I don't recall ever having a guy cum twice so soon up to that time in my life. Me, I was done. I came hard and was washed out wanting to relax in the afterglow of my orgasm. Not walk into a baseball game....