Dear readers,
If you haven't read Chapters 1-5, I suggest you do so before reading this chapter. You'll miss out on a lot of previous action unless you start with Chapter 1.
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Tom just grinned at John, "Sorry Bud—maybe some other time. We need to be alone tonight—it's our Christmas and New Year's Eve, and I don't have a curfew!"
John and Debbie looked unhappy with Tom's decision. I breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing I wanted was John watching me fuck Tom 'cowgirl' and getting a hard-on ogling my 34D's.
Sally immediately said, "Me and Steve are in, since Tom and Sue want to be alone. Sisters getting fucked in the beds next to each other—how hot is that?"
I thought to myself, "Better that John watches Sally's 38C's flopping around than mine!"
Reporters were everywhere trying to interview State's players as we headed toward the team bus. Jenny and I walked Tom and Mickey to the bus then joined our group for the shuttle ride back to the hotel.
We passed Timmy Johnson, the senior walk-on, being interviewed about his 'perfect' pass for the winning touchdown. It was Timmy's first touchdown pass of his college career. Timmy was 100 percent on his college completion ratio, being two for two. His only other pass was the trick play against University.
A reporter from the New Orleans Tribune stopped Mickey to get his thoughts about the game. Jenny stopped with him while he was being interviewed.
Richardson was being interviewed by WGNO, the local New Orleans ABC affiliate.
Tom and I continued walking toward the bus, discussing our plans for the night, when an ABC television reporter stopped us. Tom was being interviewed on national television as I stood beside him. The camera was focused on both of us as the reporter spoke with Tom.
The reporter asked Tom to describe the winning catch.
"It was kind of a high pass, so I had to leap to reach it. I grabbed the ball in mid-air and was hit hard by the first defender around my knees and he flipped me. I was upside down when the second defender hit me hard in the chest area while I was holding onto the football. I landed on my head and shoulders, but somehow hung onto the ball. I had the wind knocked out of me so I had to lay on the ground for just a bit."
The reporter said, "It was one of the greatest catches I've ever witnessed."
The reporter then said, "Tell us what was said during the time out in the third quarter when it appeared you were going to be taken out of the game."
Tom answered, "Coach was upset with my play—I had never dropped so many passes all season. I was just too tense and couldn't concentrate. Coach wanted to take me out for a while and let me settle down—especially with all the fans booing me.
"Mickey wouldn't let Coach take me out of the game and said, 'It's me and Tom today—no one else. If he goes, I go,' so Coach left me in the game.
"Mickey grabbed my arm as we headed back to the huddle and said, 'It's your turn to prove me right—don't let me down.' Not wanting to let Mickey down, I settled down, and I didn't drop another pass the rest of the game."
The reporter concluded, "No you didn't—outstanding second half."
Before the interview concluded Tom shouted, "Hey America, I want y'all to meet my girlfriend, Sue Andrews—she's a basketball player and y'all be watching her rip those nets next year for State!"
Sometimes Tom was like Coach Lewis—unpredictable!
The rumors reached the team that over 5,000 were already at the hotel waiting on the team's arrival. Tom and Mickey decided Jenny and I wouldn't ride the shuttle back, but would be on the team bus with them!
Jenny and I boarded the bus to cat calls and whistles as we sat in Tom and Mickey's laps. From the back came a shout, "Show your tits!"
Jenny and I just grinned at each other. All the guys had already heard about our contest three nights ago!
Another shout, "Show your tits," and Jenny yelled back, "Y'all ain't got enough beads!"
The bus erupted in whistles and cat calls, with everyone cheering and clapping. The State team was ready for Bourbon Street—tonight there would be no curfews!
The team bus pulled into the hotel's unloading area. Hotel security had to escort us inside the hotel. The fans were shouting 'State's #1', and 'Go State.' The crowd stretched from the Riverside Hilton beyond the French Quarter. I thought to myself all 35,000 State fans that received tickets for the game must be waiting to greet the team. It would have been impossible for Jenny and I to walk the four blocks through the jubilant State fans to the Hilton from the French Quarter this New Year's late afternoon.
Tom and I got on the elevator and went to his room on the third floor. Mickey had already moved his things out of their room to the 'honeymoon suite,' where Mickey planned to propose to Jenny. Tom and I would spend the night in his third floor hotel room.
Tom opened the door and we walked into a spacious hotel room with a view of the Mississippi River. We held each other tight while viewing the river from the third floor window as we began kissing those slow sexy kisses, finally letting our tongues greet each other as the intensity kicked in. We pressed our bodies together while we kissed.
Tom grinned, "Want to show your tits?"
I laughed, "Maybe—you got any beads?"
Tom replied, "No, but I got something better."
I said, "Let me see what you got!"
Tom watched me as I pulled off my State sweat shirt and unhooked my bra exposing my 34D's. I grinned, "Like my tits?" I smiled and started shakin' my 'twin girls' in Tom's direction.
I smiled at Tom while unbuttoning my jeans as I wiggled out of them dropping them to the floor. I stepped out of my jeans, kicking them across the room and slipped off my Converse sneakers.
I slowly approached Tom and pushed him flat on his back onto the bed as I fell on top of him giving him a long slow sexy French kiss.
Tom gently squeezed and kissed my breasts. My nipples began tingling as Tom kissed my left breast, starting at the outer edge and slowly working his way toward my nipples—rolling his tongue all around my breasts and licking my 'dark spots' surrounding my nips.
My nipples stiffened and hardened as Tom licked my left nipple while gently squeezing my right breast. As my arousal increased, my pussy was beginning to give off a musky smell when Tom sucked on my nipple, while simultaneously flicking it with his tongue. My breathing rate was increasing and my heart pounded as Tom sucked and flicked my nipple.
I raised my hips and smiled, 'Take'm off babe,' as Tom slid my panties off, pitching them on the floor by the bed.
The musky smell of my aroused pussy was thick in the air. I was so horny that I was panting like an old dog on a hot day. My pussy lubricated, making me as wet as the Mississippi which flowed outside our hotel window. Tom kissed the back of my neck, while rubbing the inside of my thigh, sending chills up and down my spine.
Tom stood up and took off his shirt, tossing it on the floor, exposing the severe bruises he'd received during the game. I raised up and unbuckled his belt and began unbuttoning the five buttons on his 501 Levi's, one button at a time, smiling up at him. His cock was bulging, while my nipples were as hard as pebbles, and my 34D's were hanging and jiggling.
I pulled his Levi's and underwear down, exposing his erect cock. Tom stepped out of his Levi's and underwear leaving them lying on the floor next to his Nike's.
Tom smiled as I pulled him in close and kissed him with a sexy lingering kiss while I grabbed his ass and pulled him down onto the bed.
Once I had Tom on his back in bed, I raised my right leg and rolled over on him—straddling his pelvis.
We kissed a long lingering sexy French kiss as I searched for his cock with my aroused pussy. Anticipation filled my body as I found Tom's hard cock, the feeling of his cock head against my slit knowing it was going to enter me left me breathless. I lowered my pussy down and humped on his cock. I felt Tom release some pre-cum on my pussy lips as I slid up and down on his rock-hard cock. My pussy was dripping as I continued teasing Tom's cock with my pussy lips—while sliding it up and down my slit.
I grinned, "Relax babe—you've had a hard day. Let your girlfriend take control and ride your cock 'cowgirl,'" as I lowered my pussy, slowly onto his cock. I felt the soft hardness of Tom's cock head as it separated my pussy lips and slipped into my hole leaving me with a strong desire for more. The desire to be filled completely was incredibly strong as I slowly lowered my pussy upon Tom's cock—filling me completely and leaving me with an amazing sensation of being full and united with the guy I loved.
I gasped while looking into Tom's eyes, my pussy gripped his cock tight as I glided up and down on his cock with shallow penetrations allowing the sensitive front of my pussy to be stimulated over and over again while Tom slowly swirled his hips, stimulating my pussy's wall.
I leaned forward allowing Tom to suck on my tits while he grabbed my ass. I alternated between shallow and deep thrusts—rocking back and forth—side to side—each thrust stimulating my G-spot while Tom continued swirling his hips.
I slowed the pace down to 'a crawl,' teasing Tom—slowly grinding in a circular motion as I was riding his cock. Tom was gasping for breath as he swirled his hips—his cock was throbbing and pulsing—my clit was dancing with joy as I continued to slowly grind against his pubic bone. I didn't want him to cum, just to keep him on the edge for as long as I could. Tom muttered, "Let me get a condom."
I replied, "Not tonight babe—it's 'bareback time' and I want you to cum in me. It's been too long—Happy New Year!" Tom wrapped his arms around my neck and we kissed another sexy French kiss.
I leaned back bouncing up and down on his cock—faster and faster, deeper and deeper, while Tom played with my clit and nipples with his fingers. My 'twin girls' jumped and swung side to side as I bounced up and down---rocking back and forth and side to side as I rode Tom's cock like I was riding Dusty in the Fourth of July rodeo.
My muscles tightened—every nerve in my body tingled—my breathing became heavier with shorter gasping breaths as I continued rocking back and forth, side to side on Tom's cock, caressing my G-spot over and over. I could feel an orgasm building deep inside my pussy.
We both were moaning with pleasure, huffing and puffing like a couple of race horses after the Kentucky Derby. I saw Tom's facial expression change to one of sexual bliss. We looked each other in the eyes, and I think he saw the same thing in mine. I felt his cock pulsing and throbbing, becoming even harder and bigger, his balls tight in his scrotum as his cock erupted like Old Faithful, shooting his sperm deep inside my pussy as his cock repeatedly jerked while releasing his sperm as I continued riding him, rocking side to side in a circular motion.
The feeling of Tom's jets inside me started me orgasming as I cried out, "Oh Tom... Oh...," an intense pressure built around my clit and spread into my pussy and lower belly—the pressure felt like it couldn't build up anymore—like a balloon about to pop from too much air. The pressure quickly released into a series of intensely pleasurable spasms like a series of crashing waves against the shore. My body quivered and trembled while the contractions slowly got lighter and less intense as my heart rate and breathing slowed down as the orgasm exited my body.
My thighs felt like they were made of jelly and I could barely breathe. I collapsed on Tom's bruised chest—exhausted and unable to speak.
Tom's cum was oozing out of my pussy as we lay on the bed together this New Year's late afternoon in New Orleans.
Tom finally spoke, "Damn, Sue—it's not your 24th day! I wanted to put the condom on, but you wouldn't stop!"
I grinned, "Babe, I'm always in control fucking you 'cowgirl.' It's my 22nd day. I ovulated right after Christmas—we're safe this time!"