Tom & Sue & John & Debbie Ch. 02

Tom looked puzzled as Jamie and the others dragged me away.

The girls went to work on my make-over—hair, nails, and make-up. I felt like I was in my own private salon!

The formal Angie picked out was baby blue, no back, and low cut, so it showed a lot of cleavage. I had never worn such a beautiful or revealing dress.

Tom, John, and Jenny were in the lounge as Jamie led me down the stairs at 7:45. As I entered the lounge, Jamie said, "What y'all think?"

John and Tom said, "Damn," at the same time, as I smiled.

Angie giggled, "Your dick getting hard Tom-boy?"

The dance was great and we had lots of pictures taken. It was a Homecoming to remember with the best yet to come.

Tom and I arrived at the motel at 1 AM.

Tom opened the door and I followed him in our room. He said, "Let me just look at you for a little while—you're gorgeous!"

I held him and kissed him as I began taking off Angie's formal—I didn't want any cum stains on it!

I left my panties on, telling Tom, "It'll be your job to take these off."

We laid on the bed as he began to turn me on like he always did, and I said, "Tom, forget all our foreplay tonight—just fuck me. I could start my period any time—I'm due today."

Tom slid off my bikini panties. He didn't waste any time thrusting his cock into my pussy. I gasped when his cock penetrated me. It didn't take long before my pussy was wet as an ocean and he started to really pound me harder and harder—deeper into my pussy he thrust his cock.

I moaned as I felt his cock throbbing. I wrapped my legs tighter around him, digging my heels into his ass while he continued pounding his cock into my pussy. I was about to have an orgasm and I knew he was about to unload his cum inside me. I cried out, "Harder baby—I'm about to cum—don't stop" as my breathing became irregular. I couldn't focus on anything, I lost myself as my whole body stopped moving—I just wanted to clench up and enjoy the explosion that about to erupt throughout my body.

Tom was breathing heavy short gasping breaths like he'd just run a hundred-yard dash. His cock was throbbing and pulsing—he raised up and gave me the deepest thrust he'd ever given me, unloading his cum deep inside my pussy, 'Oh Fuck...' he sighed as I simultaneously had an orgasm moaning, "Please don't quit baby—keep going."

When Tom quit cumming, we lay on the bed together and I noticed not only was Tom's cum oozing out of my pussy, but it was mixed with blood. I'd started my period.

I went into the bathroom and cleaned up and got a tampon out of my purse. I asked Tom, "Are you disappointed? I hope not."

Tom just smiled, saying, "Never," and he kissed me. We fell asleep in each other's arms.

I awoke early the next morning and went to the bathroom to change my tampon. I got back in bed and noticed Tom had a huge morning 'hard-on'.

I kissed him good morning, and said, "Relax babe—going to give you something special."

I slowly gave him a hand job. He began to moan. I went down and licked his cock. I rolled my tongue over his 'cum hole' putting his cock in my mouth, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth.

I continued using my tongue. Tom thrust upward, wanting more of his cock in my mouth.

I took his cock out of my mouth and started back with the hand job. I wanted to see him erupt like a volcano—I sped up my stroking.

Tom cried out, "I'm about to cum..."

I sped up and watched him erupt and shoot his load. I quickly put my mouth back on his cock, some of his cum load hitting me on the cheeks. I slid my mouth up and down his cum soaked cock—finishing him off with my tongue, rolling up and down his dick as I swallowed his cum."

Tom lay there exhausted. I took his balls and put them in my mouth, then started to 'hum' on them.

I grinned and gave him a French kiss—putting some of his cum back into his mouth.

We both then got out of the bed and took a shower together—washing each other. It was exciting!

We checked out of the motel at noon and headed back to the athletic dorm and dining hall.

I returned Angie's dress and shoes and thanked everyone for a great time. Angie grinned at me, "Did you give him a 'cowgirl' or 'reverse cowgirl?'"

I looked puzzled as she laughed, "Next trip, I'll clue you in on cowgirl and reverse!"

Tom and I ate lunch in the dorm and I left for home when he went to practice.

I arrived in town and passed the Dairy Queen seeing Jimmy and Cathy, so I pulled in beside them.

I got out of my VW and asked, "How was Homecoming?"

Jimmy grinned, "Meet the Queen!"

I grinned at Cathy, "Now that's a great 18th birthday present, being homecoming queen!"

Cathy replied, Homecoming and the dance was OK, but nothing special. Jimmy taking me out to dinner for my 18th birthday, was special!"

Jimmy said, "Sue, that one asshole has a thing for you, so you best not trust Debbie. She'll do anything her little rich boyfriend wants her to do. She'll likely try and set you up again."

I said, "Thanks."

I showed them my homecoming pictures and told them all about State's homecoming, the activities, the game, and the dance—I failed to mention the motel!

Cathy said, "You look sensational in that dress!"

I pulled into the driveway, and Mom and Dad were excited to see me. I showed them my homecoming pictures. Mom asked, "Where did you get that dress?"

I laughed, "One of Jamie's teammates. They all thought my prom formal was a little outdated for State's homecoming."

Mom said, "Looks a little revealing to me!"

I said, "Mom, my two-piece swim suit shows more of my boobs than the dress did!"

She just sighed, "I guess."

Once inside, the phone rang. It was Debbie.

Debbie said, "Hey girlfriend—want to come over?"

I asked, "You by yourself?"

She replied, "No, Joey is here with Lisa."

I asked, "Who else?"

Debbie didn't answer, so I knew and replied, "No, just see you at school tomorrow. I want to show you my homecoming pictures."

Tom called me after practice. It would be a tough road game next week, and Tiger Stadium was not a friendly place for the visiting team.

Tom asked, "How are you feeling?"

I said, "Not too good. I'm bleeding heavy and cramping."

Tom said, "Get some rest. You'll have a hard practice tomorrow."

I said, "I know."

Tom said, "Better go. Dang near forgot to ask you—Mom wants to know if you want to come to the game with them Saturday."

I said, "Really? She told me to start calling her Ann or Ma."

Tom laughed, "She likes you—she never told Mary Ann to call her Ma!"

I said, "I'll call her and give her some of our homecoming pictures."

Tom asked, "What'd Lilly think of them?"

I laughed, "She said my dress was too revealing!"

We both laughed and said 'Good night,' and 'Love you.'

I was still awake at 11:00 PM when the phone rang—it was Debbie.

Debbie asked, "How was State? I wish you'd come over."

I said, "I'm not going to come over when Joey and his friends are there. I don't like them and don't want to be around them."

Debbie said, "OK, I understand. I was told to do it."

I asked, "You do everything Joey wants?"

Debbie replied, "If you're asking has he fucked me, the answer is NO. Raymond is his best friend and he wants to take you out. I'm caught in the middle.

Debbie immediately asked, "Did you see John?"

I said, "Yes, he and Jenny doubled with us at Homecoming. I got some great pictures if you want to see them."

Debbie said, "Bring them to school tomorrow."

I said, "OK."

Debbie asked her favorite question next, "So how many times?"

I laughed, "Only once. I started my period last night."

She replied, "Damn—what a time to start!"

We hung up and I went to sleep.

Monday morning the football rankings came out. State had moved up to #5. University was ranked #1. The game Saturday after Thanksgiving was shaping up to be for the conference championship. State had not beaten University in over 20 years.

I arrived at school the next morning and everyone was talking about homecoming and Cathy getting queen over Debbie. I sat down in the commons area and Debbie walked up.

Debbie said, "Hey girlfriend, feeling any better today?"

I said, "No."

Debbie asked, "You bring the pictures?"

I said, "Yes," showing her the album I put together the previous night.

Debbie said, "WOW, that is some dress you're wearing! Where did you get it?"

I laughed, "One of my future teammates, Angie, let me borrow it."

Debbie continued looking through the pictures. She looked at me with sad eyes saying, "I could have been there with you if I had not been such a dumb shit! And, I lost homecoming queen because of my fling with Joey too. I'm a three-time loser girlfriend, first John, next homecoming queen, and now my best girlfriend." Tears began rolling down Debbie's cheeks as she got up and left without saying another word.

I was really in pain when I spotted Coach in the hall. I approached him and said, "Coach I'm hurting really bad today—think we can have an easy practice?"

Coach, having two daughters, knew what I meant. Coach said, "Been thinking about maybe just practicing free throws today and a shoot around. How does that sound?"

I smiled, "It'll work just fine—thanks!"

After school I called Ma and ask if she wanted to see our pictures.

Ma replied, "Sure, come on over."

Ma loved our pictures and wanted to get the name of the studio for the 8x10 of me and Tom. We had already ordered five extras for Christmas.

I said, "Ma, I think Santa will be bringing you one."

She just grinned and said, "Sue, we want you to come to the game with us Saturday. We'll have to leave Friday afternoon as it is an eight-hour drive. We'll come back after the game Saturday night."

I said, "I'd love to, but I don't have the money."

Ma said, "I said we want you to come with us. Don't worry about money! James and I have a soft spot for the girl who has my son's heart."

I grinned and gave Ma a big hug as I needed to get home.

I walked in the house and Mom said, "Debbie's been calling—Sue, what's the matter? She seems troubled."

I said, "Mom, Debbie is going through some hard times—she broke off with John and started to date a boy from Baytown—he's controlling her."

Mom sadly shook her head.

I called Debbie back.

Debbie answered, "Sue, you want to come over tonight?"

I asked, "Who else will be there?"

Debbie replied, "Only Mom, Dad, and me. Joey isn't coming over tonight—I don't want him to."

I said, "OK, but no tricks!"

Debbie said, "I promise—I want my best girlfriend back. Bring your homecoming pictures—Mom wants to see them."

I drove over to Debbie's. Elizabeth, William, and Debbie greeted me with big hugs.

I showed Elizabeth my homecoming album. Elizabeth loved my pictures and wanted one of the 8x10s of me and Tom.

She said, "Sue, you look lovely in these pictures—gorgeous even!"

Debbie got her homecoming picture with Joey. We were having a really great time when the doorbell rang—it was Joey coming over unannounced.

Debbie immediately shouted, "Why are you here? I told you not to come over tonight!"

Joey replied, "Since Baytown's homecoming is Saturday night, I thought we should make our plans. Mike and Lisa are going to double with us. We are going to a nice expensive seafood restaurant in Baytown and then to the dance. Raymond and his date will meet us at the restaurant."

Joey hadn't noticed me sitting at the table.

Elizabeth said, "Joey, a phone call could have taken care of any plans you wanted to make."

Elizabeth was not happy with Joey just 'popping in' unannounced.

Joey noticed me and said, "Well, if it isn't the star basketball player—you want a date for Baytown's homecoming?"

I replied rather harshly, "Not interested. I've told you that before."

Joey kept on, "Raymond will break his date to take you out, and with your boyfriend playing away this Saturday, why stay home alone?"

I replied, "If it's any of your business I won't be home alone—I'll be at the game with his parents!"

Debbie said, "Cool it Joey, or get your ass out of here—your choice!"

I said, "Debbie I need to go home now," and gave Elizabeth a hug.

Joey said, "We're all going to the University and State game. My parents are getting us tickets. It'll be fun to watch your boyfriend get his butt beat."

I said, "Don't count on it."

William had enough and said, "It'll be a big game, for sure—Sue, Tom did get Elizabeth and me tickets—right?"

I smiled and said, "Yes, he did along with Sally, Steve, and Debbie too—if she wants it."

I left and went home and began working through the ACT Review Coach Jones had given me.

The phone rang it was Debbie.

Debbie said, "Joey finally left. Trust me Sue, I didn't know he was coming over."

I said, "OK. I can't understand 'why' you even go out with him. He and his friends are such jerks! Spoiled little rich boys."

Debbie said, "I'm sorry I left the commons this morning so quickly, but I got emotional looking at your homecoming pictures knowing I could have been there. You looked stunning in those pictures!"

Debbie continued, "So you're going to the big game against the Tigers?"

I said, "Yes, it's an eight-hour drive."

Debbie asked, "Is John going?"

I said, "No, he has a wrestling match at State against Pacific Western."

Debbie asked, "Is the girl with John in the homecoming picture the cheerleader you told me about?"

I said, "Yes. They dated some last year after Jenny broke up with her boyfriend. Jenny and John broke up before he came home for the summer."

Debbie added, "That's when we got hooked up with them—I still remember that night at the Dairy Queen—what a fucking idiot I am! Have you thought any more about what I asked you?"

I said, "About what?"

Debbie said, "About me and John getting back together."

I said, "I will when you cut it off with the 'little rich boy,' not before."

We hung up and I went to sleep dreaming about Tom and going back to State in two weeks for the final home game.

The next morning the TV schedule was announced for Saturday's games. State and the Tigers in the afternoon game with University and the Huskies following. University was ranked #1, Huskies #2, State #5, and the once-beaten Tigers #9. An exciting finish was shaping up for the end of the season.

The season was drawing to a close for the Dragons. Their record was 4-4, with 2 games to go. The Dragons were tied with Baytown for fourth in the District.

Tom called me Wednesday night. We talked about the game and next week when I'd be back at State.

I said, "Babe, next week is a fertile time of the month—we'll have to use condoms."

Tom replied, "I know. How many do you have?"

I laughed, "I still have the five Sally gave me last May!"

We both laughed together. We'd never used condoms!

I said, "I'll be at the game with your parents."

Tom said, "OK, I'll call you tomorrow night. We'll leave Friday morning."

Thursday everyone was getting ready for the Pep rally. It would be the last road game of the year Friday night. Debbie and Lisa were getting ready for Baytown's Homecoming Saturday night and I was getting ready for the trip with Tom's parents on Friday for the big TV game.

Tom called Thursday night and we small talked. His mind was on the game. Tom was concerned—I could tell it in his voice. The team would leave the following morning.

Tom said, "Babe, I got your favorite room reserved for next week! Don't forget the condoms!"

We both laughed as we remembered what we did this past summer before he left for practice!

We hung up saying, "I love you."

Friday morning I bumped into Debbie in the hall and said, "Hey ol' girlfriend where have you been hiding?"

Debbie just grinned, "Just around. You getting ready for State's game?"

I said, "Leaving at 2:00."

Debbie replied, "Wish I was going with you instead of to Baytown's Homecoming. I wish you were on the Pep Club bus today so we could talk."

I asked, "What about?"

Debbie replied, "Same old shit that I've got myself into."

I said, "Let's talk Sunday when I get home—OK?"

Before she could answer, I asked, "Joey fucking you yet?"

Debbie replied, "Hell no! He isn't going to either! I want to talk on Sunday!"

Tom's parents picked me up at 2:00 for the eight-hour ride.

Driving along, Ma and I began talking about my upcoming basketball season, taking the ACT test, graduation, and my plans for college.

Pop joined in giving suggestions for college majors.

I said, "I want to go into the medical field." Then I laughingly added, "Maybe I could be a lawyer like Tom wants to be—you know a husband and wife team!"

Ma was laughing, "Now that'd be something, Tom being half Italian and half Apache, and you being Italian—just guessing either Scottish or Irish, with the last name Andrews.''

I giggled, "Ma, I'm three quarters Italian and a quarter Irish! Mom is 'registered' Italian, and Dad is half Italian and half Irish! I was named 'Susanna Elizabetta' after my two grandmothers."

Ma replied, laughing, "Tom's Dad, Taza, wanted Tom to be named after 'Geronimo,' and we had some real heated discussions on picking a name for Tom. I finally vetoed that one! Well, let's say it took several rowdy sessions in the bedroom before I convinced him otherwise! We finally agreed to name Tom, 'Tomasso Diablo Underwood' after my Italian and Taza's Apache heritages. Taza and Diablo in Apache meant, 'Warrior and Chief.' It was important for Taza for Tom to be known as a 'Warrior' and to be a leader of his people.

"I still remember that horrible day in West Virginia when the mine exploded and everyone was killed. I had lost Mom only sixteen months earlier, and on that day I lost my Dad and my husband. All I had left in this world was my son. I guess it was a little more than a year after the accident when Tom and I moved to Dragon. Mom's sister and brothers lived nearby, so at least I'd have some family ties in Dragon while I tried to put my life back together. I met James about a year after I'd moved to Dragon and James and I got married. James adopted Tom, but one of my stipulations was Tom would never forget his Native heritage and who his father was—and James has been one of the greatest step-Dads anyone could ask for!

Ma continued, "John and Tom were both half Native and together they had to overcome a lot of prejudice from not only the young boys and girls but from adults in the community. Oliva, John's mother was Swedish and she got in trouble as a teenager and had a 'shotgun' wedding with John's Navajo father, Hashkeh Naabah, which means, 'Angry Warrior.' Oliva named her son, 'John Bidziil Williams.' In Navajo, 'Bidziil' means 'He is strong'—something Oliva realized John would have to be to survive in the world. Oliva's husband always ran around and finally deserted them when John was two, maybe three, years old. Oliva never remarried. Tom and John both got to where they are today through athletics and a desire not to fail."

I was stunned! I never realized John and Tom's backgrounds were so much alike. I told Ma, "John and Tom are in a way like me, Debbie and Sally—'family.' Both Debbie and Sally are three quarters Italian and named after their Italian grandmothers—Abelie and Zaria."

We stopped to eat dinner a little over half way. During dinner, Pop chuckled, "Seems like me and Will Ferguson have a lot in common, we're both lucky Scots! Falling in love with two Italian honeys!.

Ma smiled, "James, you hinting around for something later tonight when we arrive at the motel?"

Pop smiled, "The thought has crossed my mind!"

We all had a good laugh, and after dinner continued on our journey to Tiger's campus. I fell asleep in the back seat dreaming of Ma and Pop's son! We arrived at the motel around 11:30 PM.

The game was scheduled to kickoff at 1:30. A sellout crowd was on hand at Tiger Stadium—76,000. I wondered how many were watching back home.