Tom & Sue & John & Debbie Ch. 10

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Part 10 of the 26 part series

Updated 03/19/2024
Created 09/19/2014
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Thank you for reading my series, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.' If you haven't read the previous chapters 1-9, 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 fictitious 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.

DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in the series, 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie,' are fictitious, as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead, is purely coincidental, and should not be construed to associate a real person, living or dead, with the scenes or events described within the series 'Tom & Sue John & Debbie.'

Reverse Cowgirl

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I yelled at Audrey Elaine, "Hurry up or we'll be late for your graduation rehearsal!"

Audrey replied, "Cool it Mom—it's only rehearsal and what's the big deal? I'm only graduating from the eighth grade!"

Nancy shouted from her room, "Hey Mom, come here a second—please?"

I grumbled, "OK," and went downstairs to the kids' wing.

Nancy laughed, "Mom, Coach Jamie told me, 'You were a pretty salty player back in the day.'—look what I found," as she held up the Sports page from the Dragons' only State Championship, 'Dragons Win State!' Below the headline was an 8x10 picture of me putting the next 'Jamie Thomas' flat on her ass as I let fly the winning basket.

I just grinned at my oldest daughter as she held up another Sports page from an old box of photographs and Sports pages, 'State Romps Past University 104-52.' The sub-heading read, 'Freshman Sensations Andrews and Dobbier Lead the Way.'

I smiled as I read the first paragraph of the column, 'State's sensational duo of Sue Andrews and Nancy Dobbier continue to dominate opponents as Andrews scored a season high of 40 points while Dobbier scored 35. Junior captain Angie Smallys added 21 while Freshman Cathy Merricer added 8 as the Ladies of State for the first time in school history exceeded the century mark while improving to 6-0 as University fell to 4-2. Coach Jones was equally impressed by the defensive performance of Freshman Donna Logany as she teamed up with Captain Angie Smallys to hold University's top recruit and scorer, Paula Smith, without a field goal. Smith, who had been averaging 17 points a game was held to three points in the contest.'

The photo next to the heading brought back memories as five former Dragons' were pictured together after the Ladies of State beat University my freshman year. I smiled as I remembered my first 40-point game in college and the State student newspaper taking the photo for our hometown newspaper, 'The Dragon Gazette.' The text under the photo read, 'Former Dragons unite after State's victory over University. Pictured left to right, University Cheerleader, Debbie Ferguson, State Freshman, Sue Andrews, Donna Logany, and Cathy Merricer alongside University Cheerleader, Mary Ann Johnson-Smith.'

Nancy smiled at me as she held up a photograph of State's first ever Final Four team my freshman year. "Mom, Coach Angie told me, 'y'all were the best freshman class to ever play at State—you, Dr. Nancy, Dr. Donna along with Cathy.' Y'all must have been pretty salty back in the day, huh Mom?"

I just smiled at my daughter, "We were! Only lost one game our freshman year and that was in the Semi Finals to the defending National Champions, Bears 76-73. We didn't lose again until the Finals my senior year in double overtime to the Huskies and that was questionable as Nancy let one fly from forty feet as time expired and it swished the nets, but the refs ruled she didn't get it off in time, so we lost 89-88."

Nancy replied, "WOW! Mom, you could have had three National Championship rings along with four Conference Championship rings!"

I grinned at my daughter, "Your Dad has two National Championship rings, four Conference Championship rings along with two Sugar Bowl rings and a Cotton and Orange Bowl ring. Now, put up these old Sports pages and photographs and get ready."

Nancy continued shuffling the photographs and sports pages, "Mom, how come Daddy didn't go to the NFL like Uncle Larry?"

I smiled, "Your Dad could have, he was drafted in the third round by the Giants after his senior season. Your Dad had just completed his first year in law school, and we decided law school and becoming an attorney was more important to us than a couple years in the NFL. So your Dad stayed in law school at State and became a Graduate Assistant coach for Coach Lewis while I finished my senior year. I started law school the next fall and your Dad graduated the following April. You and your brother came along two weeks later! Now, let's get ready," as I started walking out of Nancy's room.

Little did I realize what was about to happen as Nancy said with a girlish smile, "Mom, Coach Angie told me, 'you and Daddy were fucking machines back in the day, y'all fucked so much Aunt Sally had to get her doctor to give you the 'magic pill!' So when are we going to have our talk?"

I looked Nancy Ann straight in the eyes, "What talk? And don't believe everything Coach Angie tells you!"

Nancy giggled, "You know like Aunt Sally did for you and Aunt Debbie before y'all's senior year—you know, the ways to fuck a guy and stuff—how to suck his dick and jack him off—those things.

Nancy never gave me a chance to reply—she bombarded me with a series of questions.

"Mom, what's my G-spot? Sarah told me and Elaine in the locker room that when Josh fucks her doggie, hits her G-spot, and shoots his rocks deep inside her pussy, her orgasms explode like a bomb inside her body.'

"Mom, did Daddy hit your G-spot when y'all fucked? Did you and Daddy doggie fuck? Coach Angie told me, 'she told you how to cowgirl and reverse cowgirl fuck and put the tight squeeze on Daddy when y'all fucked.' Mom, what is that? Mom, did Daddy give you your first orgasm? Did you have orgasms like Sarah? I can't wait till I have my first orgasm. Tell me what it's like Mom, please?"

I wondered what happened to horses and basketball for my 18-year-old teenage daughter as I snapped at Nancy Ann, "Enough of this—get ready for your sister's graduation rehearsal NOW!"

Nancy sighed, "OK, but if you won't tell me how to fuck a guy and stuff, Aunt Sally will. She told me just to come out to Colorado Springs this summer to visit her and Uncle John and we'd have our 'talk.' Aunt Sally told me, 'I was the daughter she never had, and she'd teach me everything just like she did you and Aunt Debbie!' I'll bet Aunt Debbie would too if you and Daddy would let me go to Florida to visit her and Uncle Larry. Aunt Debbie invites me to come and spend a couple weeks with them every summer. Mom, it's been two years since we've seen Aunt Debbie, Uncle Larry, Michelle, and Bobby. Please can I go? Pretty please? Michelle told me, 'We'd go to the beach every day!'"

I replied, "Nancy Ann, we'll have to talk about all this later—now get ready!"

Nancy asked, "Did you know Michelle made cheerleader at the 'U' last year and dates the star quarterback just like Aunt Debbie did? Michelle told me, 'if you'd come to Florida you'd forget all about State or University.'

I sighed, "I told you Nancy Ann we'd talk about you going to Florida later..."

Nancy interrupted me, "Mom, did you know Bobby was a first team All State quarterback like Uncle Larry and got a full scholarship to Florida State? We've talked quite a bit lately on the phone and texted or emailed each other every day. We've exchanged pictures Mom, our class pictures, his football, my basketball picture, and I sent him a selfie of my 36C boobs!"

I glared at my daughter, "What the hell are you..."

Nancy interrupted me giggling, "Just kidding Mom about the boobs! Michelle told me, 'Bobby really likes me and wants to show me around Tampa before he goes off to college at Tallahassee.' I think I'll ask him to our senior prom next year. He can stay with his Grandma and Grandpa Ferguson or here with us so he won't have to drive back and forth. Mickey and Bobby are both quarterbacks so they'll get along just fine. He's really a STUD Mom, Elaine thinks, 'I should make a play for Bobby.' What do you think?"

I was getting irritated, "What I think young lady is, it's time for you to get ready!"

Nancy kept annoying me with questions, "Maybe I'll get a scholarship to Florida State in basketball—wouldn't that be neat Mom? It'd be just like you and Daddy were back in the day—a basketball player dating a football player. Maybe me and Bobby will become 'fucking machines' too!"

I slammed Nancy Ann's bedroom door in disgust, "Young lady, it's time for you to shut up and get ready!"

Nancy giggled at me, "Calm down Mom! Do you think Dr. Donna or Dr. Nancy will give me the pill like Aunt Sally's doctor did for you and Aunt Debbie? You know Mom, so I can fuck and not worry about getting pregnant? Don't worry Mom, I'm not going to fuck just any guy like Aunt Sally did, but I really like Bobby.

"Aunt Sally told me, 'You and Aunt Debbie got your cherries picked the first time y'all went to State your senior year by Daddy and Uncle John.' Mom, what was it like the first time Daddy fucked you? Did Daddy cum in you the first time?

"Sarah told me and Elaine, the first time Josh rammed his big dick in her it hurt like hell, but then after a while it felt really good and when he shot his load deep in her pussy it was unbelievable. Is that how it was with you and Daddy?"

I shook my head in disbelief, "NANCY ANN, SHUT UP!"

Nancy wouldn't quit and started pestering me with a series of questions, "Mom why did Aunt Debbie go to University and instead of State? How come y'all made fun of Uncle Larry and called him Ol' Kansas? Why did Coach Angie call Aunt Debbie 'Hot Tamale'? Mom, why do you and Aunt Debbie have all those beads around y'all's neck?" She giggled as she held up the picture of Debbie and me on Bourbon Street!

I was becoming more irritated, "That's enough Nancy Ann. NOW GET READY FOR YOUR SISTER'S GRADUATION REHEARSAL!"

Nancy kept needling me with questions like I was a witness in a child custody hearing, "Why did Uncle John go to Western State instead of back to State after he won an Olympic Bronze medal? How come Aunt Debbie and Uncle John didn't get married? I see their pictures all the time with you and Daddy before Uncle John went to train for the Olympics. Aunt Debbie will never answer me when I ask her 'why her and Uncle John didn't get married.' Who is Steve? I see pictures of him and Aunt Sally, but no one talks about him. All Aunt Sally will tell me is, 'Steve was just a guy,' but he was more than 'just a guy' wasn't he Mom?" Nancy held up a copy of Steve and Sally's wedding invitation.

I yelled at my daughter, "ENOUGH!! You're really starting to piss me off young lady! My Italian temper is getting the best of me, so do yourself a favor and shut your mouth! No more questions—understand? Now you get ready!"

Nancy being a head strong two-thirds Italian asked, "Mom, why don't I see pictures of you and Daddy your freshman year at State? Grandma Lilly told me, 'you and Daddy had some problems but worked them out.' Nonna told me 'Daddy was an asshole and you wouldn't accept his ring the first time he proposed to you.' Is that true Mom? Nonna told me 'her and Nonno were really pissed at Daddy for losing you and you wouldn't go out with Daddy even though he asked you out every weekend and you even refused to go to Homecoming with him too.' Is that true Mom?"

I sighed a deep sigh, "Your Grandmas shouldn't be telling you things that didn't concern them over twenty two years ago! Now, get ready, I don't want to be late!"

"Mom, Nonna told me, 'when Daddy got hurt, you ran down on the field as they carried him off on a stretcher and rode in the ambulance to the hospital with Daddy and during his surgery you cried the whole time holding your rosary and saying Hail Mary's. When Daddy came out of surgery you kissed him and wouldn't leave his room. You and Daddy made up and after he got out of the hospital y'all started dating again and you finally accepted Daddy's proposal at the end of your freshman year' is that the way it happened Mom?"

I didn't say a word as Nancy held up another Sports page, 'State Comeback Upsets University 26-24!' The sub heading read, 'State Claims Conference Title.'

Tears once again swelled in my eyes as I remembered those trying times and read the column while looking at the picture of Tom being carried off the field, 'Freshman quarterback, Billy Lucas came off the bench along with the injured Tom Sanders and together the duo ignited a 96-yard touchdown drive in the closing minutes to give State the outright Conference Championship. Sophomore running back Eddie Simmons powered over the goal line from the two-yard line with 6 seconds remaining clinching State's second consecutive Conference Championship.

'Sanders, a two-time All Conference tight end and this year's Honorable Mention All American performer accounted for 84 of the 96 yards with six receptions and a dazzling 17-yard run to the University 2-yard line where he was sandwiched between two University defenders and suffered a possible season-ending injury as Sanders was carried off the field on a stretcher. Sanders suffered broken ribs late in the first half due to a flagrant personal foul and returned to the game against physician's orders to help propel 10th ranked State's winning touchdown drive before an overflow standing room only crowd of 58,200 at State Stadium.

'State, 9-2, losing in their first two games to non-conference powerhouses Irish, 37-21 and Trojans 29-24, rolled to nine consecutive conference victories and accepted a bid following the game to play New Year's afternoon in the Cotton Bowl against the 9-0-2, and the #4 ranked Razorbacks. The status of Sanders for the Cotton Bowl remains doubtful as Sanders was immediately transported to State Medical Center with a punctured lung.

'University unbeaten and ranked #2 before the contest suffered their first loss of the season and will be denied an opportunity to play for the National Championship despite the heroics of Freshman of the Year, quarterback Larry Thompson. The Topeka, Kansas, native completed 34 of his 40 passes for 412 yards and three touchdowns in the losing effort. University, 10-1, 8-1 in conference play accepted a bid to play in the Orange Bowl New Year's night against the Hurricanes, also 10-1 and ranked #5 while the unbeaten, Irish, 11-0, and Trojans,11-0, will square off in the Rose Bowl for the National Championship.'

The picture next to the headlines read, 'State's Tom Sanders is shown being carried off the field as an 'unidentified coed' is embracing the fallen warrior as they enter the ambulance while two University cheerleaders embrace each other as they watch in disbelief.'

I wiped the tears from my eyes as I remembered looking over at Debbie and Mary Ann while entering the ambulance as Tom was gasping for air while the paramedics placed an oxygen mask over his face. I regained my composure and repeated in a stern voice, "Nancy Ann, I said ENOUGH! Now put up these old photographs and Sports pages and get ready!"

Nancy replied, "Mom, I'm not as naïve as people think just because I would rather ride Midnight, barrel race, and shoot hoops instead of going out with some of the jerks in this town. I'm not all that 'dumb' when it comes to the birds and bees, but unlike Mickey and Audrey, I have a knack of figuring things out and that's why I'll be a good lawyer just like you and Daddy."

I harshly snapped, "Young lady, I don't know what you are talking about, 'a knack of figuring things out,' but you are about to get grounded. I believe you don't have to be a rocket scientist to figure that out! Now, stop the questions and get ready!"

Nancy answered back like an aggressive attorney trying to prove a point to the jury, not giving the witness an opportunity to respond, "Mom, I sense tension so thick you can cut it with a knife, when Aunt Sally, Uncle John, Aunt Debbie, you and Daddy are all together in a room like at Christmas time. Something happened between y'all since you and Aunt Debbie were like sisters ever since the first grade, closer than Audrey and me—more like me and Elaine, and Aunt Sally was a big sis to both of you. Daddy, well, he and Uncle John grew up inseparable since the second grade. So, I figure Daddy must have fucked Aunt Debbie behind your back while you were away playing summer league or riding Dusty in the rodeos, is that what caused problems between you and Daddy? I kind of think Daddy and Uncle John both fucked Aunt Sally when she was on the rebound from Steve—is that right Mom? I think because Daddy fucked Aunt Debbie and maybe Aunt Sally behind your back, you got pissed and fucked Uncle John to get even with him. Is that what happened Mom? Is that why Aunt Debbie called it 'quits' with Uncle John and went to University because Daddy fucked her and Uncle John fucked you? All Aunt Debbie would tell me was, 'I had to go to University just to clear my mind.' Is that why Uncle John went to Western State, to get away from you and Daddy at State? Is that why Aunt Sally left Central after one semester of graduate school and went to Western State? To be with Uncle John after Steve jilted her? All Aunt Sally ever said was, 'It was something I had to do.' Is that why Aunt Debbie, Aunt Sally, and Uncle John weren't in you and Daddy's wedding?

Nancy questioned as she held up the wedding party's picture from the 'Dragon Gazette,' Tommaso Diablo (Tom) Sanders and Susanna Elizabetta (Sue) Andrews were married on August 10th before a small party of friends and relatives in State's Mother of God Catholic Church. Pictured left to right, bridesmaids, Jenny Powllers-Lucas, Cathy Merricer, Donna Logany, Angie Smallys, Nancy Dobbier, maid of honor Jamie Thomas, bride Susanna (Sue) Sanders, groom Tommaso (Tom) Sanders, best man Kyle Peterson, groomsman, Mickey Lucas, Eddie Simmons, Billy Lucas, Jimmy Corossi, and Billy Williams. The bride and groom left for a short honeymoon trip before returning to their new home on State's campus where Mr. & Mrs. Sanders are student athletes. Mr. Sanders will be entering his senior year academically, but his junior year athletically while Mrs. Sanders will be entering her sophomore year when classes begin on August 29th.'

I just looked at our wedding picture without saying a word while Nancy continued to attack her mother with a concluding question like I've done numerous times to a helpless witness.

"Mom, even though y'all made up and agreed to forget what happen and not to mention it again, after all these years, you, Daddy, Aunt Debbie, Aunt Sally, and Uncle John still feel guilty about fucking each other, don't you?"

I didn't answer my daughter and reacted without thinking as I flipped her off and gave her a 'go to hell look.' Nancy knew she had hit a nerve and with a shit-eating grin, "Don't worry Mom, I won't tell anyone that Daddy fucked Aunt Sally and Aunt Debbie, and you fucked Uncle John to get even!"

I angrily shouted, "NANCY ANN SANDERS, SHUT UP THIS INSTANT AND YOUNG LADY, YOU'RE GROUNDED FOR A MONTH!"

I stormed out of her room fuming at the bit while shaking my head as I remembered how Sally coached Debbie and me and how Debbie always bugged Sally for more details until Sally finally gave in and now, my 18-year-old teenage daughter was doing me the same way, and I didn't like it!

I was still fuming as I held the Sports pages in my hand and started climbing the stairs, remembering those forgotten times and how they changed our lives forever.

Tom and Mickey walked in as I was climbing the stairs, I shouted, "About time you two got here—you should have been here thirty minutes ago—now both of you get ready pronto! I DON'T WANT TO BE LATE!"