Tom & Sue & John & Debbie Ch. 13

"I gasped, 'No, I didn't reach orgasm, but that's okay. I've never felt such pleasurable sensations in my life! I feel satisfied knowing I satisfied you! I love you so much—I wanted to feel you inside me tonight!'

"Eddie replied, 'SHIT!' He slowly raised up, pulling his limp cock out of my pussy, carefully taking off the used Crown which was full of his thick milky white semen and showed only traces of my cherry being picked while pitching it on the ground next to the convertible.

"We looked into each other's eyes and Eddie smiled, 'I love you too Princess, now just relax,' while he immediately kissed my breasts, licking my nipples, kissing my belly button, my waistline, my inner thighs, slowly working his way toward my pussy with kisses and lollipop licks.

"The tension and anticipation of Eddie going down on me for the first time was more than I could take when he kissed the outside of my pussy and licked my slit from the bottom to the top and back down again, using a series of slow mouth-watering lollipop licks. Both of his hands were massaging my twin girls, sliding his palms in a circular motion around my entire breasts—cupping my girls, squeezing them gently then more firmly.

"I lost it when Eddie used his tongue to separate my pussy lips! Once my pussy opened up, he ran his tongue up and down between the sweet pink layers of my pussy's flesh like a starved puppy lapping up milk. He massaged my nipples with both hands—rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, using the pad of his index finger to rotate my nipples in small circles. My nipples were wired to my clit, an electric current was rapidly flowing between my breasts and my pussy!

"I started thrashing my hips side to side when Eddie penetrated my pussy with the tip of his tongue. His tongue was moving in and out of my pussy as deep as it could go just like his cock had done only minutes earlier. The feelings of pleasurable sensations were driving me crazy—sending me through the roof!

"My clit was throbbing, peeking out of its hiding place, when Eddie quit massaging my nipples and gently pulled my hood away—exposing my throbbing clit. Eddie quickly put his mouth over my clit, flicking his tongue against it. Every muscle in my body tightened up, my upper thighs were twitching, I began sweating, feeling like a water faucet had been turned on inside me, while he swirled his tongue in feather-light strokes around my clit. The sensations weren't like anything I'd ever felt before!

"I was bucking, kicking, squealing, weaving my fingers through his sandy brown hair, gripping his head, moving my hips in time with his tongue while he flicked my clit up and down, side-to-side, and once again was massaging my nipples.

"I screamed out, 'OH MY GOD!... DON'T STOP... DON'T EVER STOP... OHHH,' when he sucked on my clit like a vacuum—gently at first gradually increasing the suction while his tongue continued working its magic—stroking my clit up and down until I had the most intense clitoral orgasm I'd ever experienced! It was sort of like my clit just exploded from the sensation, like a lightning bolt, sending an electrical throbbing feeling deep inside my pussy. My legs locked up, my toes curled, I grabbed two handfuls of his hair and slammed his face into my secret garden while grinding my pussy all over his face, like I was trying to suffocate him!

"Eddie wouldn't let go of my clit, his lips fit like a glove, continuing sucking on it like a Hoover vacuum, while his tongue was working its magic with those feather-light up-down strokes, pressing along the underside of my clit. I was shivering, shaking, moaning and screaming until my orgasm ended—it lasted maybe twenty seconds before it slowly faded away.

"I was lightheaded, gasping for air, trying to catch my breath when Eddie smiled, 'I love you Princess—everything about you—your blue eyes, blonde hair, your lips, your breasts, your athletic legs, your gorgeous ass, you're so special to me and now, my dick is rock hard, throbbing, wanting more of your beautiful pussy, I need to fuck you again,' as he rolled on another Crown.

"I mumbled, 'I want you inside me again,' and as we kissed a sweltering sexy passionate kiss, Eddie buried his rock hard cock its full length inside the tight, warm wetness of my womanhood for a second time!

"This time I was relaxed, it didn't hurt and I really got into it—wiggling, squirming, my butt sliding the pillow side to side while lying flat on my back on the BMW's console. My knees were bent, my feet flat on the BMW's floorboard, I was swirling my hips upwards meeting each of Eddie's deep thrust with one of my own.

"Eddie was busy caressing my body—kissing my neck, squeezing my breasts, sucking, and nibbling on my nipples while he continued pumping his cock up and down, in and out of my pussy like pistons in his BMW's engine!

"Eddie was rotating his hips in a circular motion back and forth, thrusting his cock down balls deep inside my pussy, pulling up, slowly dragging his cock head backwards, pausing briefly... teasing me with just the tip of his cock before rapidly thrusting his cock it's full length back into my pussy—stimulating my G-spot and another spot he didn't hit earlier—my A-spot! Eddie's mushroom cock head was sliding above my G-spot, bumping into my A-spot with direct falcon type hits—sending my pussy's anterior wall into a frenzy!

"Eddie and I got it on for close to twenty, maybe twenty-five minutes. I guess there was a sort of primal excitement in that we were in rhythm with each other—thrusting up and down, swirling our hips side to side, back and forth, two lovers working our bodies feverishly in an effort to reach the ultimate—sexual climax together.

"I felt myself starting to cum and I didn't try to hide it—I really let loose! I was screaming with pleasure, 'OH GOD EDDIE, I'M ABOUT TO CUM... DON'T STOP... KEEP GOING... HARDER, FASTER... UH, YES, YESSS... OH MY FUCKING GOD... FUCK ME HARDER... OH GOD,' raising my legs, wrapping them around Eddie's waist, locking my ankles behind his back.

"I was gripping him, squeezing him tighter and tighter, pulling him closer, my inner lips tugging on his manhood. He continued stimulating my G-spot and A-spot with deep stroke after deep stroke—faster and faster!

"Eddie and I were heaving, gasping for air, our hearts pounding, about to explode inside our chests, looking at each other, our eyes starry and wide, his muscular arms were wrapped around me, holding me so tight I could barely breathe. I wrapped my arms around his neck and while we were kissing a deep passionate sexy, sweltering French kiss my pussy clamped down on his throbbing manhood like a hydraulic clamp!

"My lower stomach and pelvis exploded like fireworks on the 4th of July into powerful waves of energy—my pussy shuddered, waves of pleasure were radiating throughout my body. My loins felt like a fiery furnace, my legs trembled and shook like an earthquake, I went into waves of rhythmic orgasmic spasms from my head to my toes, one after the other, each one lasting twenty seconds or so—leaving me feeling I had been run over by a freight train! I guess for lack of a better term, it was earthshattering!

"Literally fractions of a second after the first violent sensation exploded throughout my body, like an F-5 twister ripping through tornado alley, Eddie's cock was throbbing like crazy, pounding, swelling, getting harder by the second, his balls were tight in his sack, and ready to explode—his semen, full of his live sperm was rapidly pumping up inside his cock, ready to fill the Crown full.

"Eddie sped up his thrusting with super short strokes, my pussy gripping his manhood so tight he could barely move, my heels digging into his back, my thighs trying to strangle him, continuing to pull him in closer, my short nails scratching, clawing, leaving my red marks of passion on his muscular shoulders, his muscular pectorals mashed against my breasts, our lips were locked, our tongues were swirling, his cock was buried deep inside the warmth of my pussy when it repeatedly twitched and jerked. I felt this warm sensation when Eddie spurted his warm, thick, whitish, cloudy fluid into the Crown—continuing jerking and spurting for another five maybe six seconds or so, filling the Crown with his semen while my pussy continued clenching, unclenching, and clenching again around his manhood.

"We continued our red hot passionate sexy French kiss, swirling our tongues around each other's in a circular motion, like we were licking an ice cream cone, running our tongues back and forth along the roof of each other's mouth while we were climaxing together! It was a phenomenal release of energy with the guy I loved, the most intimate feeling I've ever experienced! I guess, in that moment of passion, well it was a victory of sorts for both of us... it felt as if we were connected as one, floating in the twilight zone together—know what I mean?"

I smiled giving my Roommate a high five! "Yes, I've been there with Tom so so many times! You'll have to fill me in on the 'nitty gritty' about that night!"

Nancy replied grinning, "I will—once you share the 'nitty gritty' about what led to your one night stand with John!"

I smiled, "Only if you add what happened with your one night stand in Europe!"

Nancy giggled, "Okay—we've got a deal!"

Mel suddenly came back on the air, "Folks the Irish are bypassing a sure field goal and going for the first down or perhaps a touchdown.

"O'Hare takes the snap and drops back... he's going for the touchdown... it's a fade route in the corner of the end zone to O'Mally... James leaps... and knocks the ball away! State holds!"

The gym erupted in a thunderous chant—'DEFENSE! DEFENSE!' Jenny and the cheerleaders did their routines chanting in unison with the Student body, 'DEFENSE... DEFENSE,' while the band played the State fight song!

Tim came on the audio, "Mel, I was surprised at the call. James stuck like glue to O'Mally on that play. First down for State at their 21."

Mel was back on the air, "The Irish have changed up their defensive set and show a 4-4. Williams looks over the new defensive alignment and calls a State time out."

Tim analyzed the Irish defense, "Mel, the 4-4's top priority will be to stop the running of Superman. The Irish will have four linebackers positioned behind four defensive lineman and they'll be stunning and blitzing—it'll be hard for State to continue running the ball with the success they've been having since the Irish will have positioned eight men in the box. However, the 4-4 is suspect to the passing game."

State slowly moved the ball from their 21 to the Irish 49, grinding out tough yardage and first downs with Eddie and Jammer hammering away inside the Irish tackles.

Mel called the last play of the first quarter, "First down for State at the Irish 49... this will be the final play of what has been an incredible first fifteen minutes of play for the underdog State football team!

"Williams takes the snap and rolls to his left... looks down field... pump fakes... Sanders breaks up field... past the Irish safety, O'Leary... Williams fires his pass against the wind... Sanders has it at the Irish 30... they'll never catch him! TOUCHDOWN STATE!"

Everyone was beside themselves, Angie was so happy, tears of joy were streaming down her face—I was hugging Angie, Nancy, and anyone else I could... State was doing the impossible beating the Irish in Irish Stadium 20-0 in the first quarter!

Timmy asked Mel, "You still believe in curses? The play was 56 rollout left... it's designed to be a pass to the tight end on the standard out route, but the quarterback rolls out, pump fakes, and the receiver breaks off the out route and turns up field running an 'Out-n-Up' route. BW and Diablo ran it to perfection on that play! Once Diablo secured the catch, there was no one going to catch him with his 4.44 speed! I have to think with the strong wind in State's face, the Irish were thinking either a short pass or another run."

I was grinning ear to ear, tears of joy were still streaming down Angie's face as she giggled, "I can't believe Billy's playing so good! Shit, I guess he'll get anything he wants tonight when the team gets back in town!"

I smiled at my teammate, "Even a piece of ass? Remember what you said at the sorority meeting!"

We were both laughing and exchanging high fives!

Davis added the extra point and State was dominating the favored, #1 ranked Irish, 21-0 at the end of the first quarter! So much for the curse of the Irish this September afternoon!

Jenny and the cheerleaders were leading the Student body in chants of "We're #1... We Are State... We Are State... Na... Na...Nahh-Na... Na... Na... Nahh-Na... Hey... Hey... Good-bye... IRISH!" The gym was rocking as the second quarter got underway!

The second quarter started just as the first quarter ended with State doing everything right on defense, stopping a short Irish drive after making two first downs at the Irish 43. Henry boomed a long punt against the wind that Zackery fielded at the State 12 and behind a wall of blockers returned the punt 66 yards to the Irish 22! However, the first penalty of the day, a block in the back at the State 30, nullified the return and put the ball back to the State 15 for State's first offensive possession in the second quarter.

Mel got ready to call the play, "Timmy, I thought it was a questionable call, it looked as if the Irish defender purposely turned his back while a legal block from the side was already in progress! However, Field judge Ewings, didn't see it that way and flagged James for the block in the back! That was a huge penalty, changing field position 63 yards!

"Okay folks, here we go, State's up to the line for their first possession, the wind is now in State's favor, Williams fires a quick slant route to Zackery at the 25... the ball goes through his hands, pops up in the air and Kelly intercepts for the Irish!"

Tim came on the audio, "Mel, that pass was right on the money—it seems as if Zack just took his eyes off the ball—it was kind of strange the way the ball just popped up into the air into Kelly's waiting hands."

Mel called the play, "O'Hare going for broke on the first play—fires a strike to O'Brien over the middle at the 15, Mayes lays a hit stick on him... O'Brien spins... Mayes can't hang on... O'Brien is going to score! Touchdown Irish!"

Tim quickly commented, "State's senior safety Mayes rarely misses a tackle! Mayes really laid some leather on O'Brien! For the life of me, I can't explain how O'Brien was able to maintain his balance and score."

Everyone was stunned by the sudden turn of events as the Irish kicker Henry added the point after. State still lead 21-7.

The rest of the second quarter was filled with State's self-inflicted mistakes. Fumbles in the backfield, dropped passes, unnecessary penalties at crucial times, along with another interception and two very costly fumbles that halted promising drives deep in Irish territory!

Mel called the final minute and twenty-eight seconds of the first half, "State's up to the line from the State 29, third and less than a yard, Williams barks out the signals... State has movement along the front line, the freshman #59 Gibbysworth moved too quick... it'll cost State five big yards. Third and a little more than five now for a first down in order to keep the Irish offense off the field for the remainder of the half.

"Williams back under center, he drops back and fires a strike to Sanders at the 35! First down State!"

Tim interrupted Mel, "Hold everything Mel there's a yellow flag. It's holding on State! It'll cost the offense ten more big yards!"

Mel commented, "Referee Peoples flagged Gibbysworth for the holding call."

Buster shouted, "God damnit! Gibby, get your head out of your ass!"

Mel called the third down play for a third time, "State's up to the line, third and sixteen from State's fourteen yard line, Williams takes the snap, pitches to Simmons going left... he's in trouble..., O'Grady sacks Simmons in the backfield back on the State nine! The Irish immediately call their last time out with forty-three seconds showing on the scoreboard clock."

Blake shouted, "Come on Gibby! What the hell are you thinking?"

Tim reported, "Mel, the Irish ran a twist stunt with O'Grady and Sullivan. The young freshman, Gibbysworth and McDonald got their wires crossed. Gibbysworth picked up the wrong defender leaving O'Grady a free lane to sack Simmons. Davis should get a good punt away with the wind at his back leaving the Irish little time to mount a scoring drive—you can bet your last dollar Lewis will have the defense in a deep prevent!"

Mel called the fourth down play, "Davis standing five yards deep in his end zone, McDonald gets a good snap, here come the Irish... bringing the house... they've blocked it! The ball is rolling free in the end zone... Davis kicks it out of the end zone! It'll be an Irish safety, but things could have been a lot worse!"

Tim sighed, "Mel, the Irish brought the house—blitzing ten men. Gibbysworth failed to close down the inside gap letting O'Grady run free while O'Leary and Kelly came hell bent for election from off the corners.

"Jammer was trying to protect Davis, but just had too many green shirted Irish to block. Either O'Grady or O'Leary blocked the kick.

"Davis reacted quickly and was smart to kick the ball out of the back of the end zone."

Mel called the play, "Davis will get a free kick from the State 20, and State's kickoff team is on the field with State leading now 21-9 with twenty-two seconds left in the first half.

"Davis booms a boomer... a real boomer... O'Mally retreats and fields it over his shoulder at the Irish 12..."

Tim butted in, "Mel, Davis out kicked his coverage... look out... this could be trouble..."

Mel reported, "O'Mally has a convoy of blockers up the east side line... 20... 25... 30... 35... 40... 45... 50... 45... one man to beat... Davis can't make the play... O'Mally turns on his Olympic sprinter speed and is off to the races! TOUCHDOWN IRISH!

"Henry is on for the point after... it's good. Timmy, we have a ball game, 21-16 State with six seconds left in the half!

"Do I believe this place is cursed? Just take a look at the turn of events since the first quarter—especially the last thirty-seven seconds! What are the odds a team can block a punt for a safety and then return the free kick 88 yards for a touchdown? Or, after a perfect first quarter, State has trouble just executing a simple exchange between the quarterback and running backs?

"State committed four turnovers in the second quarter—an interception which led to an Irish touchdown, another interception which halted a State drive at the Irish 29 along with two costly fumbles in the Irish red zone, which at the very least would have been chip shot field goals for Davis! Like I've said, 'Strange things happen to the visiting team in Irish Stadium!'

"Henry squibs the kick and the first half will come to an end with State leading the favored Irish, 21-16."

Tim replied, "Mel, it's not that close! State has kept the Irish in the game by committing turnovers, failures to properly execute their offense at crucial times, and breakdowns in the kicking game."

Everyone was stunned beyond belief. One could hear a pin drop in the gym as the closed circuit cameras entered State's locker room.

The players entered the locker room with a concerned, disbelief look on their faces, were given bottles of Gatorade, and cold towels to help cool off. Coach Lewis entered the locker room, "Sully, Pete, Jim Bob, and Jefferson get the offense together and get these damn problems worked out!

"McCoy, McCormick, Shilling, and Spencer get your defense together... they'll mostly likely take the wind so be prepared for O'Hare to light it up in the third quarter.