Tom & Sue & John & Debbie Ch. 17

Debbie sighed, lightly brushing her eyes, "I know Sis...what happened this summer... none of it ...none of it... should have ever happened. Sis, like I've told you before, 'just give it time and things will work out'."

Mary Ann changed the subject, "Char take a look at Brenda's rock! Tim proposed to her last night."

Charlotte was laughing, "Congrats Brenda! So, when is the big day?"

Brenda smiled, "We haven't set a date yet, but it'll be sometime this summer, mid to late July. How about you and Rich?"

Charlotte replied smiling ear to ear, "Rich will graduate on May 15th and our wedding will be May 20th. We'll fly to Maui for a week long honeymoon the next morning.

"I'll bet you got pounded pretty heavy last night after he placed the ring on your finger—didn't you?"

Brenda never said a word, but just gave Charlotte a big grin while reaching across the table with a big high five!

Charlotte smiled a devilish smile, "I thought so. I sure did New Year's Eve night in Dallas before the Cotton Bowl game when Rich proposed to me. We went skin on skin for the first time that night and he literally fucked my brains out—filling me full of his semen for the first time in our lives. In fact, when he popped my cherry prom night and then went great guns fucking me six times was just a walk in the park compared to our engagement night!

"Rich pounded me so hard and soooo many times our engagement night that my head was banging into the hotel's headboard like a pair of cymbals crashing together! And, before New Year's morning, my fiancé had pumped so much semen inside me it was literally running out of my opening and down my legs, like a river spilling over a dam! I was so sore the next afternoon words can't describe how hard it was to twirl during our halftime performance at the Cotton Bowl game! I can only imagine what our wedding night will be like!"

Mary Ann was laughing, "Well if it's anything like our wedding night, trust me Char, you'll have Rich's rock hard, piece of man muscle inside the sweetness of your tunnel of love—ALL NIGHT LONG, and you'll never sleep a wink!

"Our engagement night was nothing like you and Rich's. Larry was a virgin until the night he proposed to me, just before school was out my freshman year. Larry was extremely nervous, not wanting to come across as a failure so I had to more or less take control—reassuring him 'HE' was 'THE' guy I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Larry finally settled down and we made love for the first time that night.

"Unfortunately, Larry was a bit too anxious, and it didn't take much more than five minutes, before the 'Skinless Skin' was full to the brim with semen. To put it bluntly, Larry wasn't a bit like Tom and had a lot to learn! However, before our June wedding the following year, my fiancé had more than fine-tuned his love making skills!

"Our wedding night was a whole different story! Since I was on the pill, Larry went bareback for the first time in his life. Larry was really mixing it up with shallow and deep thrusts, pacing himself, but after close to fifteen minutes, I could feel his manhood throbbing, getting harder, his jewels...well, I guess they're OUR family jewels now, were no longer slapping into me like a screen door in a wind storm so I started pussy gripping my hubby's love muscle—squeezing, releasing, and squeezing again in rapid succession.

"Moments later I could feel my hubby's helmet shaped cock head swelling and throbbing with more intensity. His entire cock was a harder than it had ever been. OUR family jewels were tugged away tight in their protective sack. I knew my hubby was close so milliseconds after we broke our passionate kiss, I slid my mouth around to his ear and whispered, 'Go ahead and cum baby, don't hold back, let it feel good, fill your wife up with your sperm...this one is just for you.'

"I felt my hubby's cock head twitching and pulsating, then shooting three maybe four hot liquid spurts inside my womanhood for the first time in his life. I continued to squeeze, release, and squeeze again around his throbbing cock while my hubby's warm seed continued flowing inside me until he had drained every bit of semen from his body.

"It was a sort of magical moment we were sharing together while Larry was giving me a special part of himself for the first time. And, even though I didn't orgasm, I still felt so close to him, a feeling of oneness while he spurted his seed as deep inside my pussy's walls as he could physically go.

"During the rest of the night and our week long honeymoon, Larry literally beat my pussy to a pulp every chance he got. We made love in just about every position imaginable, climaxing together more times than not. Larry was pumping his seed inside my love tunnel pretty much 24/7 and by the end of our honeymoon, my hubby had filled his bride with enough man seed that it would have floated a ski boat—on dry land!"

Everyone was laughing at Mary Ann's description of her wedding night and honeymoon when Charlotte asked, "Okay MA, I'm curious when did you or have you ever told Larry about the seriousness of you and Tom's relationship?"

Mary Ann replied, "Yes Char I have. It was right after my nineteenth birthday. Larry and I had been casually dating for three months and I was wrestling with the mistake I'd made by breaking up with Tom. I wanted to make amends and go back to him, even though I was at University and he was at State.

"Larry, being a reserve quarterback, was with the team getting ready for the big conference championship game the next night on national TV against the Huskies.

"I had to cheer at our Friday night wrestling match against State and afterwards, John and I went out as brother and sister to celebrate his big win on the mat.

"During the evening I found out Tom was in a serious relationship with a basketball player at State named Angie. But something else happened that night that changed my life forever. The next night after the championship game against the Huskies, I finally decided it was time to come clean with Larry from A-Z about me and Tom and move on with my life.

"Afterwards, Larry kissed me and said, 'Tom's loss is my gain and what happened in the past is over and done. I love you Mary Ann and I'll do everything I can to make you forget the love you once had—no matter how long it takes.'

"From that night forward our relationship started escalating and six months later, we got engaged.

"Just curious Char, why do you ask?"

Charlotte replied, "MA, well, I have a skeleton hidden deep in my closet that I've never told Rich about and don't really know if I should. It happened a week before Christmas. I was somewhere I had no business being at in the first place. In other words I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Rich had been redshirted the previous year but was now eligible to play, even though he was still on the scout team. Coach Mack rewarded Rich for working so hard in practice, day-in and day-out, that he took Rich with the team to the holiday tournament in Hawaii.

"I had just gotten home for the Christmas break when I bumped into two of our old Dragon classmates, Brodie and Brooke, at Baytown's mall. Brodie asked me, 'Char what's your plans for Saturday night since Rich is off playing basketball in Hawaii?'

"I replied to Brodie, 'Really don't have any...guess I'll stay home, watch some porn in my room after Mom and Dad go to bed, and get myself off using 'Buddy', my All American Whopper Vibrating Dildo. Buddy's not the real thing, but in a pinch, he'll get the job done! The pressures of finals, my period, Rich leaving for the tournament in Hawaii, well, it's been three weeks since we made love, and I really need to get myself off.

"Brooke was laughing, 'Don't stay home alone Saturday night, we're having an end of the semester or Christmas party out by the lake. We've got a couple cabins rented and everyone who is anyone at Central will be there. It's been ages since the three of us have got together so why not come with us? Come on Char, we'll have a blast!'

"I really didn't want to stay home on Saturday night and going to a party sounded like fun so I said, 'Sounds great! Just let me know where the cabins are located.'

"Brodie replied, 'No need to! Brooke and I will pick you up around 7:00.'

"Brodie and Brooke picked me up just before seven. I was dressed in a black leather mini skirt, with twin front slits designed to flash just a bit more leg. I was free-boobing under my sleeveless, deep back, V-neck, front lace-up, black tank top, and wearing flats.

"Both Brodie and Brooke were decked out in some tighter than tight fittin' jeans. Their bodacious forties were free-boobing under their open back, plunging cowl neck silk halter tops, while wearing ankle two-and-a-half inch heeled boots. And, since it was mid-December and a bit cool, the three of us were wearing light weight Denim jackets.

"Brodie was laughing, 'Char, the way you're dressed, if I didn't know better, well, I'd definitely say, you're on the prowl tonight, to take care of that three week old itch!'

"I giggled and replied to Brodie, 'No, not really. This is Rich's favorite outfit so I thought I'd wear it tonight. He loves me dressing sexy, showing off a bit of cleavage, letting all his teammates and Pike brothers drool at the thought that he's the luckiest guy on University's campus. And, I'd be lying if I said I didn't like all the attention! But trust me, I'll be able to wait until after the party to cure my itch using 'Buddy' since Rich isn't around tonight. But how about you and Brooke? Seems like you both are dressed to kill and are on the prowl to find someone ready and willingly to cure your itch!'

"Brooke smiled and replied, 'Char, there'll be plenty of guys tonight with high hopes that they'll be able to give a quick fix remedy to any coed's lustfulness itch—yours included!'

"We all laughed at Brooke's remark as Brodie backed out of my drive way.

"During the drive to Baytown, the three of us were just jabbering away about our freshman year in college, the first semester of our sophomore year, University's upcoming Cotton Bowl game, State's Sugar Bowl game, and how everyone in Dragon would be watching Tom play in the Sugar Bowl New Year's afternoon. Everyone was joking and laughing about the journey the three of us, along with you, MA, had taken since our cherries got picked nineteen months ago the night of our senior prom.

"We had just turned off the main highway when Brodie mentioned, 'Char, remember Pey's Ex, Greg Stainfielder? Well, Greg and several of his baseball teammates will be there tonight. They're all good looking, more or less built like Greek Gods, and all of them are first class womanizers! Stories circulating around the Tri Sig House are all pretty much the same—they're all smooth as silk, shrewd, and crafty so unless you want to get fucked tonight you better keep your distance! So far three of the 'Magnificent Seven' that's what they call themselves, Wyatt, Mason, and Cliff, have found their way inside both me and Brooke's panties!'

"I laughed at Brodie,'Y'all have to remember, Rich and I are going strong, and well, keep it quiet, but we've put our rings on lay-a-way! Rich has been hinting around he's going to officially pop the question New Year's Eve in Dallas. So even though I need to 'get off', I'll definitely be keeping my distance—thanks for the heads up!'

"Brooke was all excited, 'OMG! CONGRATS CHAR! And yes, heed Brodie's advice, keep your distance from the 'Magnificent Seven' that is unless you want to take an unexpected roll in the sack tonight! Their so called leader, Greg Stainfielder, has been itching to get inside my panties ever since I let Mason and Cliff have a little poontang at a couple frat parties. Thus far, I've managed to hold him off.'

"I laughed at Brooke, 'Okay, but what about tonight? Any change of plans on the horizon? Just curious Brooke, why do they call themselves the 'Magnificent Seven'?'

"Brooke replied laughing, 'Char, like Brodie mentioned earlier, we've only had personal experiences with three of the seven— Cliff, Mason, and Wyatt. But I'm here to tell you, each of their manhood's was every bit a 'Magnificent Seven'!'

"Brodie was laughing out loud, 'Ditto what Brooke said. Cliff, Mason, and Wyatt are not only blessed with a 'Magnificent Seven', but all three knew how to work those girthy 'Big Boy's' in tune to the motion of the ocean.

'Jayla, one of our Tri Sig sisters, has had all seven at one time or the other. Jayla made no bones about it when I asked her about the quality of their manhood's, 'All seven are packing some pretty serious meat and trust me Brod, they all definitely know how to use 'em! But one is definitely equipped with a Ph.D, you know Brod, pretty huge dick —bigger around than a baby's arm and without a doubt the biggest piece of man meat to ever be stuffed inside my cunt hole!'

I laughed at Brodie, "So which member of the 'Magnificent Seven' is packing that 'pussy destroyer'?"

"Brooke replied, 'Jayla wouldn't tell us his name, but said, 'If y'all really want to know, you'll just have to find out for yourselves.'

"I giggled at Brooke, 'So, are you and Brodie searching for the guy that is packing that 'pussy destroyer'? If so, it sounds like y'all have three down and four to go!'

"The three of us were laughing out loud when Brodie parked her Ford Escort at the cabins around 7:30 or so.

"There were blazing fires in both of the cabin's outdoor fire pits and as we walked past the first fire pit, a voice from the shadows said, 'Glad you could make it tonight Brooke! I've been anxiously awaiting your arrival...tonight's the night I'll introduce you to 'Big Pete' and before this night is over 'Big Pete' will have you wailing like a banshee.'

"Brooke just giggled, 'Don't go counting your chickens before they hatch, Greg Stainfielder! You may think of yourself as a real lady-killer, but you've got a long way to go before you get my pussy.'

"The three of us were just entering the cabin when we heard another voice say, 'Who's that hot chick with Brodie and Brooke? I've never seen her before.'

"The voice Brooke recognized as Greg Stainfielder replied, 'No fucking idea either, but one of us needs to find out PDQ! I've got first dibs on Brooke and Sean has first dibs on Brodie so her hot snatch is up for grabs.'

"I smiled in Brooke's direction, 'Sounds to me like those guys have already got plans for you and Brodie tonight.'

"Brooke replied, 'Char if I was you, I'd definitely be watching my step.'

"We entered the first cabin's door and once inside we immediately ditched our Denim jackets. The cabin's two fireplaces were burning like an inferno and the temperature inside felt like a hot summer day.

"The Christmas or end of the semester party was in high gear. Music was blaring on the three stereo loud speakers and there was enough booze to easily fill a sixty-four gallon disposal cart—everything from beer to pre-mixed gallon jugs of Purple Passion, Greyhounds, Long Island Iced Tea, and Classic Margaritas. Not to mention bottles of gin, tequila, vodka and bourbon, along with all the tonics and drink mixers one could ever imagine. And of course, there were more Red Solo cups that you could shake a stick at!

"During the evening, every time Brodie, Brooke or me turned around, someone was putting another Red Solo cup full to the brim in our hands. Everyone was drinking, dancing out on the lawn or in the cabins, just letting the good times roll. Several Central coeds were already getting tag teamed on the lawn and in the cabins.

"Everyone was pretty such three sheets to the wind and full of Christmas cheer when I tried to find Brodie and Brooke around 11:30. Neither of them were anywhere to be found. I had been careful to keep my distance during the party and never danced more than one or two dances with any one guy.

"Following Brodie's advice, I kept my distance from the so called 'Magnificent Seven.' Mostly I'd spent the evening chatting with Brodie and Brooke along with their Tri Sig sisters, while we mingled from one cabin to the other. But the booze had taken its toll on me. My head was spinning faster than a merry- go- round so I flopped down on the nearest sofa. I'd had way too many Classic Margaritas, Purple Passions, not to mention more than just a few Long Island Iced Teas!

"It wasn't long afterwards I felt someone's arm around me and before I knew it I was being French kissed. I tried to fight it at first, but he had strong hands, and held my head still. Whoever was kissing me was one fantastic kisser and I found myself not only enjoying his kiss, but kissing his back! We were passionately kissing, circling our tongues around each other's, and rolling our tongues all over each other's mouths until we finally broke the kiss.

"Once we broke the kiss, I immediately was totally taken over by the stranger who had given me the best French kiss I'd ever experienced—even though it was both unexpected and uninvited!

"He had blonde hair, the sexiest blue eyes I had ever laid eyes on, and was extremely good looking—in fact, HOT would be a better description—looks like a Hollywood movie star! His strong hands had my shoulders pinned against the sofa's backrest when he finally spoke, 'I've been eyeing you over ever since you walked in with Brodie and Brooke. You are one red hot foxy chick!

'I've spent the evening with Greg and Sean keeping close tabs on you, Brooke, and Brodie. Making damn sure y'all always had a fresh drink in your hands and no one tried to move in on the territory the three of us had already laid claim to until dawn's early light.

'The three of us have just been biding our time, waiting patiently, being careful not to indulge to the point of having the 'whiskey dick' syndrome until the time was right to make our moves so we could get it on with y'all's fine ass.'

"I mumbled, 'You've wasted your time! Not interested! I've got a steady boyfriend. Now, let me up I need to find Brodie and Brooke.'

"My stranger laughed, 'Never mind trying to find them my little sex kitten, both of those foxy chicks will be busy till the cows come home. By now Greg and Sean are already bangin' the daylights out of Brooke and Brodie while four of my Central teammates are waiting in the wings to take their turn—in other words baby, your friends are getting tag teamed tonight! But don't worry Baby, tonight— you're all mine!'

"I now realized my stranger was one of the Casanova womanizers, a member of the so called 'Magnificent Seven', Brodie had forewarned me about. I immediately said, 'I need to go, now let me up.'

"My stranger replied, 'The only place you're going baby is in the back bedroom with me.' And in one fast fluid motion he picked me and cradled me in his strong arms. I was too drunk to get away from his strong grip and what was totally out of character for me, I wrapped my arms around his neck. My eyes looked into those sexy blue eyes and moments later we locked lips for a second time. We were once again engaged in another passionate sweltering French kiss while I reluctantly let him carry me into the bedroom.

"Once in the bedroom, he laid me on the bed, never even bothering to shut or lock the bedroom door. My stranger quickly got on top of me, put his strong left knee between my legs—keeping them apart and said, 'Baby tonight it's just me and you. Don't try and fight it, because it's going to happen one way or the other. And, if you really didn't want to get fucked tonight, you'd never be here dressed in that sexy outfit in the first place. Now be a good girl and let's get it on—we're wasting time!'

"I mumbled back at the stranger, 'You've got the wrong idea! I'm going to be engaged on New Year's Eve. We've already picked out our rings, paid the deposit, they're getting sized, and are on lay-a-away until we pick them up right after Christmas.'