Tom And Sue And John And Debbie Ch 12

Thanks for reading my series, Tom & Sue John & Debbie! If you haven't read the previous Chapters, 1-11, please do so before reading this chapter. Otherwise, you're going to miss a lot of the details as each chapter builds on the previous chapter. Chapter 10, gives the readers a 'hint' as to what will happen to the characters as they continue to take the readers on a roller coaster ride filled with sports, romance and sex. I hope you enjoy the series and I appreciate your votes and comments.

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Reverse Cowgirl

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Nancy and I were sleeping soundly at 7:00 AM after our night at the Horseshoe when suddenly Angie was beating on our door, "Hey, hey, hey. Get your sweet pussies up—we got work to do!"

Nancy rolled over and put her head under the covers, "Go away Angie—it's Saturday! I'm sleeping!"

I muttered, "Angie, Coach said, 'No practice till Monday.' Now go away!"

Angie was laughing, "Get your sweet asses up! Jamie and Michelle are already over at the gym! It's time for a little 3 on 2!"

I realized Angie wasn't going to go away so I got up, opened the door and there stood Angie ready for battle—holding a basketball in her hands!

Nancy and I stumbled around our room and finally got ready.

The three of us were heading toward the gym when I asked, "What's going on?"

Angie smiled, "You'll see...Well, both of you will. Jamie, Michelle, and me will challenge y'all in a little pick-up game of 3 on 2. It's time you both 'grew up' to what will take place this season when we play on the road."

Nancy and I were puzzled as we entered the gym.

Jamie smiled, "Glad you two finally made it! Remember last night I warned y'all about staying at the Horseshoe till 1:00 AM! Now you both are going to pay the price!"

Michelle laughed, "During the season you'll be faced with situations where you'll be forced to improvise, adapt, and today's little exercise will be lesson one on teaching you both how to spontaneously deal with adversity on the court."

Angie shouted, "Let's get going—the maintenance crew will be in around 10:00 to start setting up chairs for the closed circuit telecast of today's game. We get first ball in!"

Angie threw the ball inbound to Jamie who passed to Michelle then back to Angie. Their short quick passes were running Nancy and me ragged!

After 'toying' with us for a while, Jamie fired a bullet pass to Michelle. It didn't take Nancy and me long to see why Michelle was a two-time All Conference point guard, juking Nancy with one of the quickest jab steps I'd ever seen.

Michelle dribbled with lightning speed toward the baseline from the right wing, leaving me flat footed with a crossover step while dribbling beyond the bucket and making a reverse lay-up with her left hand on the left side of the hoop! Nancy and I looked at each other with a 'did you see that' look on our faces.

Angie was laughing, "Don't feel bad y'all. When I was a freshman she left me playing with my twat more times than one when we played the Tigers!"

Michelle only smiled, "Maybe, but we never could beat State for the conference championship in the four years I played. Now, let's get busy and play some ball! Y'all's ball in!"

Angie and Jamie were all over me, harassing the hell out of me, while I was trying to pass to Nancy. Angie grabbed my arm, clearly a foul, Michelle picked off the wobbly inbound pass, and once again was driving with lighting speed toward the bucket.

Nancy cut her off, establishing her defensive position, but Michelle lowered her shoulders sending her 5'9", 128-pound athletic frame into Nancy, rolling her head over heels, while easily making another lay-up.

Nancy got up, "Hey that was a charge! No basket!"

I yelled, "Angie fouled me too! No basket, our ball!"

Michelle looked at Jamie, "Coach, you hear any whistles?"

Jamie said, "Nope, never heard a whistle, so guess the basket is good, and there were no fouls! Y'all's ball in!"

I calmly took the ball, faked a pass to Nancy and dribbled to my left. I quickly used the move Jamie had taught me, which left the tea sip bitch flat on her ass, catching Michelle just slightly off guard with a bounce pass to my right hand. Nancy set a screen on Jamie and I drove the lane toward the basket realizing what our mentors were trying to teach us.

Angie established her defensive position, but I barreled my 5'10", 138-pound athletic frame into her, knocking her backwards like a bowling ball knocks down pins! I laid the ball up off the glass and through the net, while Angie was doing a 360 backward somersault! Angie got up yelling "Foul! You charged, Sue. No fucking basket!"

I grinned at Nancy, "Roommate—did you hear a whistle?"

Nancy, realizing what was happening, smiled, "I never heard a whistle, guess it wasn't a charge! Y'all's ball in!"

The young freshmen were learning their lessons! There would be times we'd have to adapt, improvise to the game as the officials were calling it.

Nancy and I began to take what their defense was giving us—we penetrated the lane for lay-ups or made kick-out passes to the corner for a perimeter shot, swishing the nets from eighteen to twenty feet.

Defensively, Nancy and I could not stop the All American and two All Conference performers! Jamie, Angie, and Michelle ripped the nets from the top of the arc, drove the lane for lay-ups, or dished out passes to the unguarded third member of their team, ripping the nets from the perimeter.

Our little pick-up game of 3 on 2 resembled more of a 'rugby' match than a basketball game! We rough-housed each other, jostling, elbowing, grabbing, pushing, and shoving until around 9:30 AM when the maintenance workers began to show up.

We were exhausted, sweat was pouring off our bodies and as we left the gym Michelle smiled, "Have to give it to y'all, you both passed lesson one with flying colors," giving us both high fives!

Jamie suggested, "Let's clean up and eat 'brunch' in the dining hall before we get ready for the big game."

Michelle with a sad look in her eyes, said, "Well...Guess it's time for me to leave, I'll see y'all later."

Angie shouted, "No way! You're included!"

Nancy smiled at Michelle, "Coach, seems like I can't remember what happened in Europe...Can you?"

Michelle smiled while giving Nancy a hug, "I'll meet y'all in the dining hall, in what—twenty minutes?"

We all entered the dorm, took our showers and met for brunch in the dining hall.

I always liked eating in the dining hall, it wasn't Mom's famous Italian cooking, but as athletes we were served plenty of excellent food!

Since it was game day, Saturday's brunch featured buttermilk biscuits and gravy with fried or scrambled eggs, French Toast, Eggs Benedict, Chicken Pot Pie, Roast Beef Hash with either poached or scrambled eggs. But my favorite was the Italian Egg Omelet, three eggs loaded with Italian sausage, peppers, onions, and mozzarella! Of course sides were always available. There was plenty of bacon, sausage, ham, hash browns, scrambled eggs and toast. We always got plenty of milk, orange juice and tea to drink. If I wasn't playing basketball no telling what I'd weigh!

We were all laughing and joking about our pick-up basketball game while eating brunch when Donna and Cathy showed up, "Hey y'all can we join you guys?"

Angie smiled, "No problem and next week you two will join us in the 'little exercise' we just finished with your teammates!"

Donna looked puzzled, "What?"

I laughed, "Nancy and I were taught lesson one in a little 'rugby' match this morning!"

Donna still confused, "Why did y'all play rugby?"

Everyone had a good laugh and Cathy just sighed, "Donna, get real! I doubt they played rugby! Something tells me they had a 'little exercise' over at the gym!"

We all continued eating brunch when Jamie asked, "Michelle, we know about Michelle Tigrson the coach and player, but tell us about Michelle Tigrson the person."

Michelle hesitated a few lingering moments before answering, "Michelle Tigrson had the world in an oyster shell after she graduated from high school but let it slip through her fingers.

Everyone looked stunned as Michelle continued, "Before I go into how I royally screwed up my personal life, everyone has to agree that what is said at this table, STAYS AT THE TABLE! If any of this gets out, all of y'all will see what a real BITCH Michelle Dianna Tigrson can be! Understand?"

We were all looking puzzled at each other while nodding our heads, gesturing our hands, 'OK.'

Michelle took a deep breath, "In high school I was Homecoming queen, Basketball queen, Annual queen, Prom queen, Salutatorian and Class President.

"On the court, I was a two-time All State point guard, All District three years and everyone knew I'd be getting a full ride to an NCAA school. My dream was to join my high school sweetheart, Robby Gallonary at Tiger, and once Tiger offered me—that was it! I was set for Tiger!

"Robby was a year older than me and a real stud! Built like a Greek god, 6'0", 210 pounds, smart, athletic, strong as an ox, could run like a deer, looks like a Hollywood movie star, sandy brown hair, and brown eyes. Perhaps the only thing missing from Robby being the 'total package' was a bigger cock.

"Robby's cock was average or a bit above average, six incher with a slight upward curve, perhaps on a good day, he'd been a bit more. A girth of a solid five inches, just a bit too wide to fit through a standard toilet paper roll of an inch and a half or so. However, what Robby lacked in size, he more than made up for when his cock went into 'action'—sending me to the 'Big O' galaxy more times than I can remember!' Y'all know what I mean?"

Angie was giggling, "I sure do! When I was a freshman I dated this football player for like four and a half months. His cock was just as wide but a tad shorter than the wrestler's I told y'all about, but oh shit could he use it! He knew exactly where my 'G' and 'A' spots were and how to hit them! I had so many spine tingling orgasms with him it was unbelievable!

"I wish at times 'My Billy' had a cock like he did and could use it like he did—but guess I'll have to live with what I've got now! Billy is along the lines of Robby maybe just a bit wider."

Donna giggled, "I know what y'all mean too! My Billy isn't all that big but he's not a 'pencil dick' either and like WOW...Can he ever send me over the moon!"

Cathy laughed, "We all know Donna—remember Sue and me were at the Prom after party!"

Donna just smiled, "Cathy, it seems like you were really hopping up and down on Jimmy's cock faster than a sewing machine that night!

"Angie, I never knew you seriously dated a football player before 'your' Billy—who was he?"

Angie just smiled as she looked me in the eyes, "Just a guy Donna, just your ordinary type of guy—nobody special."

Everyone except me giggled at Angie's remark—I knew who she was talking about, and even though we were going through some hard times, he wasn't just an ordinary type of guy!

Michelle was laughing, "Robby was the starting quarterback for Tiger from the middle of his freshman season until he graduated. He made All Conference his sophomore, junior, and senior seasons. His senior year Robby was captain of the Tigers, All American Honorable Mention on the field, and first team Academic All American.

"Robby led Tiger to two conference titles along with two New Year's Day bowl wins—the Cotton and Orange Bowl. He was just too short for an NFL quarterback, so he planned on becoming a C.P.A. like his Dad and maybe later on going to law school part time and becoming a lawyer.

"We fucked for the first time the night I graduated from high school. I was really nervous since I was a virgin, but Robby always had this gentleness, kindness about him, so when he busted my cherry...Well there wasn't really a lot of pain. Robby went bareback the first time we fucked, but after that we started using Trojan Ultra Thins. We fucked like bunnies every chance we got. In a way, Robby and I were like Sue and Tom, we had this special motel we'd always go to on the outskirts of town and every weekend we'd make love.

"Robby and I were 'peas in a pod,' the 'Romeo and Juliet' of Tiger's campus! I got on the pill after my freshman year and we quit using the Ultra-Thins. We started making plans to get married after I graduated.

"Everything was going great until the beginning of my senior year, and then like a dumbass I broke up with him. One of the worst mistakes I've ever made in my life!"

Angie sighed, "Michelle, I know the feeling...I screwed it up with my football player too! I was just a dumbass freshman chasing a cock and didn't realize what I had till he was gone...Fuck, do I ever wish I could turn back time!"

Donna replied, "Doesn't sound like to me this football player was 'your ordinary type of guy' Angie—who was he?"

I quickly asked, "Why did you and Robby break up?"

Michelle sighed, "Robby had been accepted to Tiger's Law School and he decided to attend Law School for three years instead of going to work for an accounting firm and working toward his C.P.A.

"It pissed me off! It not only delayed us from getting married, but with the pressures of law school, it'd leave little time for us—after all it was my senior year!

Michelle continued, "Robby called me quite a bit trying to reconcile our relationship, trying to work things out, but I was hard headed. I wouldn't give an inch, so after a while he quit calling and our relationship of six years drifted off into the sunset."

Jamie questioned, "So after six years, you and Robby were done, finished with no second thoughts?"

Michelle forced a smile, "No, we're trying to get back together after a little more than two years—two years and one month to be exact.

"It was about two weeks after I returned from coaching USA Juniors in Europe. The head coach of our USA Junior Team, Staci Yawuka, had contacted Coach Jones on my behalf. I told Staci on the trip back from Europe, 'I needed a fresh start, I needed to get away from Tiger for personal reasons.'

"I met with Coach Jones at the NCAA Coaching convention over the weekend and accepted his offer to become a staff member at State. I resigned my position at Tiger on Monday and on Friday I was getting my things together to make the move to State the next afternoon. Tiger's summer term ended, so I decided to go to the Tiger's Den—it's a hangout like State's Horseshoe. I wanted to bid all my friends good-bye.

"I hadn't seen Robby much the past two years or so, and when I saw him with a bunch of his old Tiger teammates drinking beer something came over me—I really can't explain it.

"Robby hadn't changed a bit, he was still that same great looking guy I fell in love with—so I approached the band asking for a 'Ladies Choice,' a dedication. I literally crawled back to Robby with my tail between my legs as I dedicated 'our' song to him, 'You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling.' The band was playing when I reached out my hand to Robby, and while the band sang the lyrics, 'Baby, baby, I'll get down on my knees for you...,' I dropped to my knees with tears in my eyes, 'Please give me another chance, let's bring back that lovin' feeling...'

"Robby looked me in the eyes holding my face in his hands and whispered, 'Let's go to the motel.' Robby helped me up, I wiped away my tears, and kissed him with a red hot sexy, 'want you now,' French kiss. We immediately left the Tiger's Den for our special motel. Robby fucked me bareback all night long. His curved cock was hard as a rock and felt a whole lot bigger than six inches! Robby's cock found my 'G' over and over again while we fucked Missionary, Doggie, Cowgirl, and Reverse Cowgirl. It felt like Robby was hitting my 'G' twice on every thrust giving me orgasm after orgasm—soaking the motel's bed sheets! Robby and I were bringing back that forgotten 'lovin' feeling' in grand style!

"The next morning while we were getting dressed Robby smiled, 'I assume you're still on the pill?' I just grinned and gave him a passionate, sweltering sexy French kiss to hold him over till we got together again. We both agreed our relationship was too special not to give it a second chance."

Angie sighed, "Michelle, at least you'll get a second chance—something that will never happen for me. Sue, I hope you're listening!"

Donna in an excited voice, "Oh My Gosh! Angie, it was Tom—wasn't it? Wasn't it?"

I just hung my head without saying a word.

Michelle continued, "I hope so—we're both working on it. Robby is in his final year of law school, President of the Class and on Tiger's Moot Court team so he has a lot going on at Tiger. We've made it a point to call each other at least twice a week. I'll be making a several trips to Tiger to visit him before our season starts and Robby is planning on coming to State when the Tigers play. I'll introduce y'all to him before the Homecoming game. I doubt if we make the dance, we have a lot of catching up to do! Y'all know what I mean!

"But it's important to let me continue. I really need to get all this off my chest, I've held it inside too long. Remember, nothing, absolutely nothing, I tell you goes beyond this table!"

We all just listened while Michelle continued, "I guess it was early October my senior year when a senior basketball player, Terry LeDonnary and I started to date. Terry and me were freshmen together and since he was a basketball player too, it was easy for us hook up."

I now knew the name of the guy whose cock looked to be 'as big around as a Campbell Soup can!' I noticed Nancy just listening, was she trying to figure out in her mind exactly what type of relationship Michelle and Terry had—or did she already know?

Michelle continued, "Terry, like Robby, looked like a Hollywood Movie star, dark brown hair, brown eyes and came from a very wealthy upper class Northern family. Athletically, Terry wasn't like Robby at all. Terry didn't letter as a freshman or sophomore but lettered as a junior. His senior season he finally started at small forward or weak side forward in Tiger's terminology and made All Conference Honorable Mention.

"Terry was built like a typical basketball player—tall and lanky, 6'4", 180, maybe 185 pounds, 'bird chest,' lean muscle mass and somewhat ripped, nothing like Robby with his six pack abs!

"Terry had this charisma about him that Robby never had—you know a sort of magnetism that consistently draws you closer to him—a real 'chatty chatty' type of guy. After we started dating, he wined and dined me then swept me off my feet. We fucked for the first time after we'd dated maybe two or three weeks!

"We were getting ready to fuck that first night at the motel and I told Terry, 'Put on a condom' while reaching into to my purse.

"Terry smiled, 'Get on your all fours, I don't use the damn things!' I was still on the pill, so it didn't bother me when Terry went bareback and shot his rocks deep inside my pussy. Terry's favorite sex position was 'doggie' and he loved it when he rammed his cock in the full length while hammering me like a jackrabbit!

"Like Angie mentioned the other night about her wrestler, 'his big cock was magical to me.' I had the same experience with Terry, his cock was a solid seven and half inches in length like Angie's wrestler, and a little wider than the base of an eight ounce Coke bottle! Terry's cock was enormously different visually and obviously physically when compared to Robby's. Terry's cock touched places inside me that I hadn't felt before."