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Quarterback and Cheerleader

By: JoeDreamer



"That was some game," Dawn said as she gave me a hug. 

"Thanks," I grinned, hugging her back briefly. "Did Jake like it?"

"Are you kidding?" she laughed. "Little brother is probably still home bouncing off the walls! There is no way mom will be able to get him to sleep for hours."

I glanced behind Dawn and saw two of her friends standing there smiling. They were cute, especially Janet, but I promised my little sister a long time go that I would stay away from her friends. It didn't matter anyway. I had a girlfriend.

"There you are Bobby."

'Speak of the devil,' I grinned and turned toward the voice.

Gina was standing there with a warm smile. She was still in her cheerleader outfit. I smiled to myself. My girl and I had dated long enough that I figured out some interesting quirks of hers. For instance, she knew I had a thing for her uniform and if she wore it to the party after a game, there was a good chance she was in a frisky mood. Up until recently that didn't entail us doing all that much. Yet, even that little was worthwhile with Gina.

'Can this day get any better?' I asked myself, and then gave my girl a quick kiss and added aloud, "Hey babe."

Gina wasn't the head cheerleader, but I could care less. The head cheerleader was a little waif that did little for me. Gina was something else entirely. First of all, she was the sexiest girl I'd ever met. It wasn't even intentional. Some people just had natural sex appeal.

My girl had long dark hair and a smile that made my spine tingle. She was actually too curvy for a typical cheerleader, but that's one of the things I liked about her. Gina wasn't quite the girl next-door type, but there was a touch of that there. 

"Hey Gina," Dawn smiled.

"Hello Dawny," my girl said, returning the smile. I was happy they got along pretty well. Of course, Gina's smile only lasted until she saw Janet with my little sister. 

"I'll see you later Bobby," my sister said, knowing that Gina didn't care for Janet. "I may even make you a breakfast tomorrow in celebration if you get home in time."

"Just as long as mom doesn't," I said, shaking my head. "She burned the eggs last time. How do you burn eggs?"

"That's mom for you," Dawn shrugged and then leaned forward and gave me a peck on the cheek.

"Better plan on more of a brunch," I added. "I'm crashing here with Tyler tonight." I glanced toward Gina. I was hoping she convinced her parents to let her stay out late tonight, but she didn't give me any sign.

"Bye Bobby," Janet said, drawing my attention back to her. She was smiling. I thought she was going to try and kiss my cheek as well, but Gina was suddenly somehow there, standing between us. 

"We really have to get you a boyfriend," my girl said to Janet. I frowned in surprise. It was no secret that Gina and Janet didn't like each other. Only usually, they simply ignored each other. 

"No thanks," Janet smiled in reply, but I could tell it was forced.

"Tonight would be a good night to find one," Gina continued. "Everyone is in a partying mood. A lot of the guys will be hitting on Dawn since she's the star quarterback's little sister. You should stay close to her."

"And exactly which drunk asshole is going to be hitting on my little sister?" I asked in annoyance. 

"Oh relax Bobby!" Dawn laughed, and then quickly drifted away, taking her two friends with her. I frowned after her and noticed Janet glance back our way.

"Have fun," Gina said, meeting the girl's eyes. Janet quickly turned away.

"What was that all about?" I asked Gina. She looked at me for a moment and seemed ready to say something, but then she shook her head slightly and let whatever it was go. I was about to ask again when we were interrupted.

"Bobby!" Tyler cried as he entered the room. "Can you believe we actually won?"

"Thanks in no small part to our six foot six inch tall wide receiver," I laughed. "That last catch was crazy!"

"Hey, the ball was where it needed to be," he grinned.

"Oh, like that's hard," Tony snorted as he joined us. "All Bobby had to do was throw it up and those long ass arms of yours pulled it down easily enough. Now if you want to talk about a tough job, lets talk defense."

"You said it Tony!" another defended grinned. "Best offense in the league and we shut them down cold."

"Second best offense," Tyler grinned.

The joking went back and forth for a while. We moved to the living room and found seats. There were a lot of people there, but we were the stars of the day. Okay, I'm sure the fact that it was Tyler's party helped. I was given a seat on the couch and Gina sat on my lap. 

It was an amazing feeling, surreal even. No one expected us to be this good. Well, no one but me. I needed this victory. The only way I was going to be able to afford college was to win a scholarship. My parents both worked hard, but we were just getting by. A free ride would help a lot. I refused to think about it. This was the time to celebrate, not think. Besides, tonight should have made it a lot more possible.

"So Tyler, I can't believe your parents were cool enough to let us have the party here," Tina said. 

She was tall and surprisingly athletic. She played basketball for the school. Tina was also pretty and had a thing for Tyler. Everyone seemed to know it but him and she was too shy to come out and just say it. 

"They're not," he grinned. "Mom and pop are out of town. What they don't know won't hurt them."

"So Tina," I said after the laughter died down. "It's senior year and we just won states. Don't you think it's time?"

"Time for what?" Tyler asked.

"Tyler, you can really be dense sometimes," Gina sighed. That's my girl. Not the subtlest person in the world. It was one of the things I liked about her. Gina said what she thought, at least most times. 

"What?" he frowned.

"It's nothing," Tina said quickly.

"That's not true, is it?" I asked her pointedly.

Tina looked back and forth between my girl and me. Gina frowned at Tina and added, "Someone has to make the first move."

The tall girl smiled slowly. She was obviously nervous, but it was just as clear that she decided to go for it. I'm sure the beer in her hand helped. She opened her mouth to speak. I could almost hear the words leave her mouth, but right at that moment a girl named Terri walked up to Tyler and started talking. Tina looked at us and shrugged.

"Terri, your boyfriend is over there looking for you," Gina said innocently a few minutes later when it didn't seem like the girl was planning on leaving any time soon. Everyone knew that Terri liked to flirt and that her boyfriend Frank was the jealous type.

"I'll see you later Tyler," Terri said quickly and disappeared. 

I looked at Tina, but her expression said it all. Whatever nerve she'd built up before was gone. She couldn't do it. I'd had enough.

"So Tina," I said. "Have you ever kissed a guy taller than you?" She was six foot two. There weren't very man guys taller than her at our school.

"No," she got out with some effort.

"That just doesn't seem right," I grinned. "Tyler, why don't you take care of that little problem of hers?"

"Yeah, right," he laughed, blushing and refusing to look at Tina.

"I'm serious," I said. He looked at me and frowned. I shook my head.

"Just do it!" Gina cried. "It's either that or we go back to playing spin the bottle like in grammar school."

"She likes you dude," I added. "And I know you like her."

"You do?" Tyler asked Tina in surprise, finally looking at the girl. She was too shy to answer, but she did nod.

"Will you just kiss her already?" Gina snapped.

"Definitely," Tyler said, smiling as he took Tina's hand. "But not here."

"Spoil sport!" I laughed. Tyler ignored our taunts as he led Tina away.

"Now that was long past due," one of the other cheerleaders put in.

The conversation shifted back to the football game. I listened as I continued to drink my beer, but didn't participate. I was enjoying the moment too much. The party ran down after a while, but it was pretty late by that time.

"Bobby," Gina said during a lull in conversation. "Let's go for a walk."

"Sure babe," I said as she climbed off of my lap. She took my hand and pulled me from the couch. I smiled and let her.

"You two have fun," Tyler grinned. He'd returned sometimes during the party. Tina was sitting with him now. They looked happy.

"I just need some fresh air," Gina said, but she gave me one of her sexy looks. I guess she had convinced her parents to let her stay out later. 

"Lucky shit!" Tony laughed, seeing her expression. 

"Not lucky," I grinned back. "I earned this!" The room filled with laughter from the few people that remained.

"We're just going for a walk," Gina insisted as she blushed, but no one was buying it. Gina and I did go outside for a few minutes, but it was cold. We went back in relatively quickly.

"Where to?" I asked, almost holding my breath. Gina saw my expression and smiled. She knew what I was hoping for and her smile made my pulse race.

"Lets go upstairs," she said slowly.

"Alright!" I nearly crowed.

"Shush!" she cried in embarrassment, pulling me by my hand toward the stairs.

Once at the top of the stairs I led her toward the guest room I normally slept in when I was over Tyler's place. We entered and I turned toward Gina to say something, but one look at her and whatever I was going to say was gone. 

Gina kissed me passionately once before pushing me back gently. I ended up sitting on the edge of the bed. I sat there and watched her, not sure what she was planning. I didn't have long to wait.

My girl pulled her sweater over her head. Her sports bra followed. The sight of her tits popping free from their confinement made my mouth water.

"Happy birthday!" I grinned.

"That was last month," she laughed. "Two weeks before yours."

"I remember," I smiled. For some reason Gina and I waited until we were eighteen to make love for the first time. I joked about how stupid we were to wait afterward. She just smiled and shook her head. Since then we'd done it a couple more times, but it had been rushed each time. 

"I always did have a thing for older women," I teased.

"Please!" she snorted. "You like all girls. It doesn't matter how old. You're a typical guy."

"I don't know about all girls, but I do like you," I said looking at her full breasts. "Why don't you move a little?" 

Gina looked at me in silence for a moment, and then began to sway gently. I smiled in appreciation and she seemed to relax a little. Gina and I didn't have a lot of experience in this area, at least not in a bedroom where we could take our time. I reached out toward her breasts, but she swatted me playfully.

"Not yet," she smiled as her hands moved to her skirt. "I read in a magazine somewhere that guys like to watch their girlfriends take off their clothes."

"Strip," I grinned. "We like to watch our girl's strip, especially if they do it sexily."

"Like this?" Gina asked with a smile that caused my cock to jump. 

She continued to move her body, tantalizing me. Gina took her time undoing her skirt and dropped it to the floor, leaving her in her spankies and panties. The spankies were dark red and quickly followed her skirt. I was surprised to see she was wearing black lace panties. She's obviously worn them just for me.

"You like?" she asked.

"Oh yeah!" I grinned. "Whatever magazine you read, keep reading it!"

"Men!" she laughed.

"Come here," I said, reaching for her. I was drunk, but not that drunk. Gina came into my arms, all but naked. I kissed her full lips and felt her hand rubbing me. I was already hard.

One of my hands rested on her right inner thigh where I rubbed gently as our tongues danced in each other's mouths. I brushed my fingers against her black lace panties every so often. Each time I noticed that they were getting damper. It wasn't long before the room began to fill with her scent. 

I pushed her panties aside and pushed two fingers through her soft patch of dark hair. She moaned into my mouth and started rubbing my cock harder through my pants. My fingers danced along her opening. I pushed just the tips in for a moment before moving higher and focusing on her clit. I knew this drove Gina crazy.

"Bobby, you can take off your clothes too if you want!" she gasped suddenly. 

I grinned and pulled my shirt off without a word. Gina helped me with my pants. My body ached from the football game, but not enough to distract me from my enjoyment. I'm sure the alcohol was helping.

"Now what?" I asked in anticipation.

"Whatever you want," she promised seductively. "After all, you did win the big game."

I placed my hands on her shoulders and pushed Gina down. She smiled knowingly and shifted until her mouth was only inches from my cock. She teased me for a few second by brushing her lips and tongue against it, but she wanted this as much as I did and it wasn't long before she opened her mouth and took my cock deep. She looked amazing with her lips wrapped around me and her eyes focused on mine, letting me see her lust. The only thing better was the way it felt! I moaned in appreciation. Gina pulled back until my cock popped free.

"You like?" she smiled.

"What do you think?" I groaned. "You know I love when you look at me and do this!" It had taken me a while to get her to understand. Gina and I were both pretty inexperienced when we first started going together, but I knew what I liked.

I reached out and took Gina's head in both hands and redirected her lips back to my cock. She had thick dark hair and my fingers were intermeshed with it. She gave me another sexy look that caused my cock to jump before accepting my direction.

"Baby, no body does this like you!" I gasped when my cock was once more embedding in her mouth. Gina worked me hard and it wasn't long before I exploded. I didn't bother warning her. Gina liked to swallow.

"Now what?" she asked a few moments later as she sat up and used her fingers to wipe my cum from her lips. She saw me watching and paused briefly before bringing her fingers to her mouth and licking them clean. 

"You know, you can be awfully nasty at times!" I groaned.

"It's what you like," she shrugged. "And I want you to be happy."

I looked at her and realized she meant every word of it. Gina cared for me so much that she would do something just because I liked it. I felt a momentary pang of guilt. I would be leaving her behind next year and going off to college.

I liked Gina. I liked her a lot and not just because of the sex, but I wasn't sure if it was love. How could I know? I only dated a few girls and none of them were as serious as her. 

Gina loved me and made no pretense about it. She was up front with me early. I'd tried to end our relationship when she told me, but she refused to let me. We talked for a long time that night and she somehow got me to agree to date her until I was sure that I didn't love her. It seemed reasonable at the time, but I'd been feeling more and more guilty about it lately. College wasn't that far off.

"Hello?" she asked. "We're not done yet, are we?"

"No," I smiled shaking my head. Tonight was not the time to think about this. Tonight was a time to celebrate and live in the moment. It was my big night!

"Good," she grinned. "We won states! I'll remember this day forever and I'd hate for it to end with such a let down."

"Don't worry," I laughed. "It won't."

As I looked at her I suddenly realized that it wasn't just my big night. I mean, I guess I knew it already. After all, I wasn't the only guy on the field. It was Tyler's and Tony's and the other players' big night as well, but they had nothing to do with my realization. Gina made me see that it wasn't just limited to us. What about her and the cheerleaders? Wasn't it their big night too?

I replayed Gina's words in my mind and saw that she clearly thought so. They were as excited about the victory as any us. It made sense. I guess that in some ways it was the entire schools' big night. Of course, at the moment all I cared about was the fact that it was Gina's and mine. 

"Lie down," I smiled. Gina returned my smile and lay on her back. I reached out and grabbed her black lace panties. I pulled them off carefully and looked down at her body. I'd never seen her like that before. She was so beautiful! Gina saw me looking and blushed, but she didn't cover up. I groaned and added, "I want you so badly!"

"I'm all yours," she smiled, letting her knees fell open and giving me access to her center. She was also holding her arms open, waiting for me. I could see her own desire sparkling from her eyes. This was going to be a night we'd both remember forever and I wanted her memories to be spectacular. 

"I want to try something," I said, remembering a conversation I overheard two girls having a few weeks ago. They were two of the biggest sluts in the school and I was pretty sure they knew I could hear them. They probably wondered how I'd react. At the time I hadn't reacted at all, but I was curious about what they said. Now was the time to find out.

"What?" Gina asked, her arms dropping and her legs starting to close. I grabbed her knees and kept her legs spread.

"Relax," I smiled. "I think you'll like this. Trust me." She remained tense for a moment before taking a deep breath, trying to force herself to relax.

Gina had a neatly trimmed dark patch of hair between her legs. I could just make out a bit of pink peaking out. Thoughts of what the girls' said spun in my mind as I leaned forward.

"What are you doing?" Gina asked nervously as my nose nuzzled through her dark patch. 

"Shhh," I said, letting my hot breath touch her center. "I heard that girls really like this."

"What?" Gina asked. I think she guessed. She was soaked and getting wetter by the second.

"This," I repeated, slipping my tongue through to her pink. 

I knew it was the first time anyone did this to her and I was planning on giving it my all, but I barely brushed her center before Gina gasped and cried out. Her pussy flooded with juices.

'Wow! That was fast!' I thought as I drove my tongue deep into her center for the first time. I was a bit surprised by the fact that I loved the taste. 'That's good!'

"Oh Bobby!" Gina panted when she was able to speak again. "I can't believe you did that! I'd heard from other girls, but I never thought..."

"Do you mind if I stay down here for a bit?" I asked. "That was quick and I'd like to see if I can make you orgasm again like this."

"Let me think," she said, trying to keep a serious face, but she failed miserably. She finally laughed and added, "Oh well, if you must." It was a little unlike Gina, but she seemed to be growing more comfortable. 

"Oh, I must!" I laughed in return and refocused on her perfect pussy. I took my time because Gina was still recovering from her first orgasm. I studied her opening as I ran my tongue over it. I was tempted to drive my tongue deep inside of her again, but those two girls had been pretty explicit. 

I ran my tongue up and down her pink lips and paused at the top every so often. I continued doing this until I felt her body reacting once again. After that I stopped at the little crease at the top and tentatively sucked and nibbled on it. The girls had said they loved their clits licked. Clearly, they weren't the only ones.

"Oh wow!" Gina gasped out, grabbing my head with her hands. "Right there! Don't stop! It feels so good!"

I was happy to oblige. I worked Gina's clit hard and could feel her orgasm nearing. I used two fingers to spread her lips open. I glanced down as saw her pink opening beckoning me. I moved my tongue lower and tasted her.

"No!" she gasped. "I'm so close! Do what you were doing before!"


Quarterback and Cheerleader



"You mean this?" I asked, refocusing on her clit once again.

"Yes!" she cried, pulling hard and mashing my face against her. My fingers slipped from holding her open. One ended up inside of her. She gasped again and cried, "More!"

I ignored my own surprise at what she wanted and slowly pushed two fingers inside of her as I continued my assault on her clit with my tongue. Her pussy felt like it was pulling my fingers deeper. My girl was panting uncontrollably and her eyes flashed with need.

"You look amazing!" I said as I continued to push my fingers in and out of her. Gina had the most passion filled expression I'd ever seen.

"I'm going to lose it!" she cried a few moments later, pulling my face against her pussy once more. 

I wanted to watch her cum, but it was more important that I made this the best orgasm of her life. I lashed her clit with my tongue as I drove my fingers as deep as they would go.

"Yes!" Gina cried as her thighs suddenly squeezing my head. I pulled my fingers free of her pussy and a torrent of juices sprayed out. My girl thrashed on the bed as I licked as much of it as I could. Gina was the only girl I'd ever been with and I'd seen her orgasm before, but it was nothing like this!

"I have to remember to thank those two girls I overheard the other day," I smiled afterward. My face was drenched in her juices. I used my arm to wipe it dry, or at least I tried. In the end I had to use a pillow.

"Maybe you should send flowers," Gina gasped out. "That was something else!"

I waited and watched as she slowly recovered. Gina saw me and smiled. She really was a beauty. She'd make some guy very happy one day.

'Maybe even me,' I said to myself thoughtfully. 'What am I saying? I'm going off to college next year!'

"What are you thinking?" she asked. "You're frowning." I blinked and looked into her eyes. I felt my smile returning.

"We're not done yet, are we?" I asked innocently. "I mean, it's been a great day and all, but I'd hate for it to end with such a let down."

"Oh, it won't," she laughed and sat up. "I promise."

"What do you have in mind?" I grinned.

Gina surprised me by getting off of the bed. Actually, she knelt down like before. It seemed odd that she'd want to do that again, but who was I to argue? I sat on the end of the bed. Gina smiled, but instead of taking my cock into her mouth, she wrapped it in her breasts.

"Oh wow!" I cried.

"You deserve a reward for what you just did," she smiled sexily as she started moving her breasts up and down my length.

"Consider us even," I groaned.

"Not yet," she smiled sexily. "But we will be."

The feel of her soft and full breasts wrapped around my cock was wonderful. I enjoyed it a lot, but I'd already cum once and I knew it was going to take a while before I was ready again. That didn't stop me from sitting there for a few minutes and losing myself in what she was doing. 

"We can finish that later," I grinned as I pulled free of her breasts and helped her up. She smiled and came into my arms. "If there's time."

"We've got all night," Gina smiled sexily. "My parents think I'm sleeping over a friends house."

"Wow," I grinned, pulling her close. "Now this is the kind of surprise I love!" She laughed and hugged me.

"Are you sure you don't want to finish now?" she asked after a moment. "I'm getting poked in the belly."

Gina seemed far more comfortable with me than ever before. I guessed that it probably had something to do with the alcohol she's drunk and the fact that we had all night instead of being rushed as usual, but it seemed more than just that. I felt closer to her than ever before. 

"The thought of cumming all over these monsters is tempting," I teased.

"Bobby!" she sighed loudly. "Must you be so crude?"

"I'm sorry," I said in surprise. I knew she wasn't thrilled when I got too graphic, but she'd never commented on it before. "Does it really bother you?" She looked at me carefully.

"Not when we're alone I guess," she finally answered. "If you really like saying those things."

"I do," I admitted with a shrug.

"Why?" she asked, honestly curious.

"I'm not sure myself," I answered. "It's like I'm reacting on a more instinctual level."

"You're inner beast trying to get out?" she joked.

"I guess," I said.

"Well then, I guess that's okay," she said. "Everyone knows that all men have an inner monster that does nothing but think about sex."

"Maybe," I shrugged. "All I know is that I really do like it. In fact, it's a good thing you don't mind. I'm not sure I could stop myself when we're alone, especially when you're naked."

"Please!" she laughed.

"I'm serious," I insisted. "You have a great body that makes my inner beast react...well bestial."

"At least you're honest," she smirked. "The thought of...well, you know, really turns you on?"

"You mean cumming all over you tits?" I asked with a grin. She blushed badly, but also smiled and nodded. I kissed her and added, "Yeah, it gets to me."

"I don't think I could ever say something like that," she said, shaking her head. "Even thinking it makes me blush!"

"Sure you could," I laughed. "Everyone has an inner beast. Even innocent little girls like you."

"I never said I was innocent," she smiled, kissing my neck and nibbling on my ear for a moment.

"Don't I know it!" I laughed, remembering her expression as she came that last time. "You were a wild woman not too long ago!"

"Bobby!" she cried again, pulling away. She didn't go very far.

"What?" I asked. "I'm happy you enjoyed yourself. Being with you wouldn't be half as fun if you didn't."

"How did we end up on this conversation?" she asked, trying to change the subject.

"It was when I said I wanted to cum all over your big tits," I answered innocently. 

"You're not going to stop are you?" she asked, shaking her head.

"Sure I will," I grinned. "If you let the inner beast you're hiding say something nasty, crude even."

"I couldn't!" she cried in surprise.

"I bet you could," I argued, reaching out and pulling her back to me. I held her tight, letting her feel my hardness against her stomach. I reached around her with both hands and squeezed her ass. Gina liked it when I did that. "If your inner beast wanted something bad enough."

"Bobby, I'm not going to say anything like that," she cried. "Ever!"

"What do I get if I get you to say it?" I grinned.

"I've already offered you everything and anything tonight," she replied, looking into my eyes with both love and hunger. "You know you already have my heart. What else is there?" She didn't usually bring up the fact that she loved me. She must really be in a great mood. I refused to feel guilty. Instead, I took a moment to enjoy it.

"I'll think of something," I laughed and started kissing her again. 

I took my time teasing her body. The only way I was going to get Gina to say something sexy was to make her so horny that she almost didn't realize what she was doing. It was silly really. I doubted I could do it, but for some reason I wanted to try.

I rubbed her ass with both hands as our mouths locked. I made sure to pull her stomach against my rock hard cock as often as possible. It was getting to Gina. That was obvious. Her breasts rubbed against mine. Her nipples were hard nubs burning into me.

"Bobby!" she finally gasped. "You're driving me crazy!"

"Tell me what you want?" I asked.

"You know what I want!" she cried.

"Of course," I replied. "But I want you to say it."

"Oh no!" she cried. "You can't be serious!"

"Of course I am," I disagreed, letting the fingers of one hand slip down her ass and brush against her pussy. I pulled them back after a brief moment. As I expected, Gina was soaked. She moaned.

"Bobby, make love to me!" she panted.

"You know I will," I smiled, shifting down and letting my cock slip between her legs. She tried to move her hips so that I could push into her pussy, but I forced my cock past the entrance. Her pussy lips were soaked as I moved back and forth, enjoying the feel of them running along the top of the shaft of my cock. "Just as soon and you tell me what you really want."

"Bobby, please!" she begged. I smiled to myself.

Gina was the one who insisted we wait until we were eighteen to make love for the first time. I guess it had to do with being a man and woman. I didn't understand her need to wait, but I accepted it. The funny part was that after we finally did it she wanted to do it almost as frequently as I did. My girl wasn't going to be one of those women who made love out of obligation. She liked sex, despite the fact that I could embarrass her easily enough over it. I knew that. 

"Tell me what you want!" I demanded. She was panting hard and the room was filled with her scent. We were naked and in each other's arms. I reached between us and pinched one of her nipples gently. It was one of the first things I realized she liked when we became serious.

"I can't!" she cried.

"Sure you can," I insisted. "Tell me how you want to feel my hard cock push inside of you."

"I do!" she gasped. "Oh God, I do!"

"Do what?" I asked.

"Bobby, stop teasing me!" she half yelled and half begged.

"Then tell me," I said. My heart was beating fast and I was having problems not giving in. I wanted to feel her body wrapped around mine. The smell of her excitement was driving me mad! "Come on Gina, say it! Please!"

She looked at me oddly as I rained kissing on her face and lips. I saw that her eyes were frenzied. It was almost as if I was watching her inner monster come to the front. No, calling what we were talking about a monster wasn't really fair. It was just Gina. It was a side of her that she kept buried and hidden. I wondered if she'd really show it to me.

"Bobby, I love you so much!" she cried.

"If that's true, then just say what you want," I said. "Love me enough to be honest with me. Love me enough to show me what you're really like, deep down." She froze for a moment and locked eyes with me. It was only the briefest of pauses.

"Bobby," she said, surprising me by reaching down and grabbing my cock. She directed it to her opening, but didn't force me inside. "I want to feel your big hard cock inside of me. I want to feel it buried so deep that it makes me scream!" Again we froze for a moment. I could see her looking at me in both anticipation and fear. In that moment I knew that Gina truly loved me. It wasn't just because she said the words. It was in her eyes.

"Oh yeah!" I cried and shoved myself deep. We cried out together.

"Thank you!" Gina cried in relief.

"No, thank you!" I groaned. "For sharing your hot little pussy with me!" She surprised me then.

"You like the feel of my hot little pussy?" she asked between moans. "You like how it feels to have your big cock buried in my wetness?"

"Yes!" I cried, picking up the pace.

"Then cum in me!" she demanded. "Fill my pussy with your cum! I want to feel your cock explode inside of me!"

"Fuck!" I cried and let loose. My orgasm took me hard. It was clearly the best of my life. 

"So full!" Gina moaned as her own orgasm erupted. We lay there in each other's arms as our orgasms turned us inside out. I don't remember rolling off of Gina, but when I was able to focus again I was lying on the bed. She was next to me.

"Bobby?" I heard her say softly. Her tone was odd, but I was too spent to think about it.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Are we okay?" 

"What?" I frowned, turning toward her. Her back was to me. I pulled her around until she was facing me. I was surprised to see tears in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Didn't you enjoy it?"

"Yes," she said slowly looking at me carefully. "I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it a lot."

"Then why are you crying?" I asked. "Those aren't tear of joy."

"I didn't just lose you, did I?" she asked.

"What?" I frowned, not understanding. "Why would you have lost me by sharing yourself with me?" She was still looking at me, but she seemed to relax visibly.

"I said terrible things," she answered.

"I didn't think they were so terrible," I smiled, finally understanding. "In fact, I though they were pretty hot."

"Really?" Gina asked.

"You tell me?" I shrugged. "Didn't that feel like my most intense orgasm to you, because it certainly felt like it to me!"

"I thought so," she smiled slowly. "But I wasn't sure if that just wasn't my own orgasm blinding me to the truth."

"You want the truth?" I grinned. "The truth is that you're the sexiest woman I've ever met."

"Please!" she laughed.

"I'm serious!" I argued. "How else is this possible?"

"What?" she asked. In answer I took her hand and put it on my slowly stiffening cock.

"There is no way I should be able to get hard again so soon after an orgasm like that, but I can't help it," I answered. "Just being this close to you drives me crazy!"

"Oh my!" she laughed. "You'd better do something with that. I'm too tired to think, much less move! At least for a little while."

"Okay," I said and then an odd thought popped into my mind. It must have shown in my expression.

"What's wrong?" she asked nervously. Obviously she was still worried about what happened.

"Nothing," I replied. "I just realized something."

"What?" she asked.

"It's crazy I guess," I shrugged. "But we've been dating for just over six months and I just realized that I don't know all that much about you."

"Don't be ridiculous," she frowned. "You know everything about me."

"Not really," I said thoughtfully. "I know you love me. You told me that not long after we started dating, but that about it."

"Oh come on!" she frowned. "You know I have two brothers, one sister and a dog. You know..."

"I don't mean that kind of thing," I interjected. "You're right, I do know about stuff like that. I know facts."

"Then what do you mean?" she asked getting into a more comfortable position. Of course doing so drew my attention back to her body. She saw my eyes looking. She smiled and added, "Don't even think about it! At least not until you tell me what you mean." I shook my head and tried to focus on her eyes. She saw my difficultly and laughed. "I can put on my clothes if it will help."

"It won't," I replied honestly. "You know what that cheerleading outfit does to me."

"Stop stalling," she said. "What did you mean?" I hesitated a moment longer.

"It's just that you've never told me about your dreams. What do you want out of life?" I asked in reply. She looked at me funnily. "I'm sorry. I know it's weird, but I've just been thinking a lot about the future recently."

"You know my biggest dream," she said slowly.

"Do I?" I asked. She took a deep breath.

"My biggest dream is to be with you for the rest of my life," she said. "I told you I love you." 

I swallowed once hard. She always seemed so certain about this topic, not that we talked about it that much. It scared me and she seemed to pick up on that.

"Hmm, maybe this is my fault," I frowned. "Maybe you keep away from your dreams because you know I'm not exactly comfortable with this particular one."

"Bobby, it's more than that," she said slowly. "The truth is that most of them revolve around that one."

"Tell me," I said. "I want to know."

"Really?" she asked in surprise.

"Why not?" I smiled. "We've got all night."

"If you're sure," she said. I nodded and she continued. "Well, I want kids." She was watching me, obvious trying to see how I was going to react.

"How many?" I asked. The question seemed to calm her.

"Four," she answered. "I've always liked having a big family. I want my kids to have what I had growing up. My sisters wants a bunch of kids too. We always figured we'd live close so they could play together."

Gina continued to talk about her dream of kids. I watched her and smiled after I got past my initial concerns. She went on for some time. 

"You seemed to have thought this out in detail," I said when she started talking about some possible vacations she wanted to go on as a family. "I bet you have the sexes picked out already?" I teased.

"You want to know their names?" she joked back. It was odd. She was lying there naked, but seemed far more open and comfortable with me at the moment then ever before. I liked the Gina I was seeing tonight.

"So, you plan on being a stay at home mom?" I asked, trying to shift the conversation slightly.

"I don't know," she shrugged. "I'm not sure what I'd enjoy doing. My parents are insisting I go to college and with you going away, I haven't argued, but the truth is that I'm not sure it's for me. Does that make me a terrible person?"

"Of course not," I smiled. "College isn't for everyone I guess, but on the other hand, it's always nice to have a degree to fall back on."

"That's what my dad says," she shrugged. "And I guess it make sense. I'll probably go for a liberal arts degree."

"What do you want to do?" I asked. "Other than be a mother."

"Don't laugh," she replied. "I think I want to become a real estate agent." 

"You'd be good at that, but how come?" I asked, honestly curious.

"Flexible hours," she replied. "I'm not sure I want to be a stay at home mom, but I want to be there for my kids. Besides, I like helping people find homes to have families in."

"Ever think of teaching?" I asked.

"No, not really," she replied. "The hours would work well with raising kids, but I don't think I could deal with someone else's kids and then my own all day."

"Good point," I said thoughtfully. "I played with the idea of teaching for a while, but there is no money in it."

"Oh, I think you'd be an excellent teacher!" she said, and then grinned and added, "See how easily you taught me let out my inner monster?"

"You call that easy?" I laughed. "If you had any clothes left on I would have ripped them off!"

"Well then, thank goodness I'd already taken off my uniform," she smirked. "I have to hand that back in next week."

I leaned forward and kissed her. It was more playful than sexual. She returned it and then lay next to me, resting her head on my shoulder. It was obvious that she still wanted to talk.

"You know," she said. "I really think you'd be a good teacher. You like kids. I remember you helping coach Marlow during summer when he ran those football camps for grammar school kids."

"That was fun," I admitted.

"You'd probably like it better than finance too," she said.

"It's too bad it doesn't pay enough," I sighed.

"Money isn't everything," she replied.

"Say's the girl with the rich parents," I said.

"Okay, then find a career where you can do both," she shrugged. "Don't focus just on the money. I know plenty of people well off that aren't happy."

"So, tell me one of your more outlandish dreams," I said, changing the subject. She looked at me and grinned.

"Well, when I was a little girl I dreamed about being a princess," she said.

"Hmm," I frowned. "You do have that stuck up bitch thing going for you that would fit right in with being a princess."

"You jerk!" she cried as she sat up and hit my shoulder, but she was laughing. "And looks who's talking! You're so stuck up that you don't even realize half the girls in school have a thing for you!"

"Really? Like who?" I asked with a grin. That earned me another smack in the shoulder. I laughed and hugged her, pulling her down and kissed her again. Gina fought for a moment, but then relaxed into my kiss. Afterward, she shifted onto my shoulder again. 

"You know, there really are a lot of girls interested in you," she said softly. "Your sister's friend Janet for one. She pretty much throws herself at you every time she see you, whether I'm there or not."

"Is that why you two hate each other?" I asked in surprise. "Because she likes me?"

"No," Gina answered. "If I hated every girl that's interested in you I'd have more enemies than friends."




Quarterback and Cheerleader



"You're good for a guy's ego," I joked.

"It's the truth," she said, not laughing.

"Maybe," I shrugged. "But it's not like half the guys aren't panting after you."

"Guys pant after any girl," She snorted.

"You know," I said. "That's not really true. Guys only pant after hot girls, like you."

"Gee, thanks," she said sarcastically.

"Although in your case your looks are just an added bonus," I said.

"Yeah, right."

"Hey, I'm serious," I said, lifting her off my shoulder and sitting up. I wanted her to see I wasn't joking. "You do realizes that I've never dated anyone longer than three months before you? You're hot, but if that's all that it was, I would have been gone already."

"I half expected you to break up with me after we had sex that first time," she said, her eyes looking off into the distance.

"You did?" I asked in surprise. She still refused to look at me. "You know, for a guy you say you love, you don't have that great of an opinion of me, do you?"

"It's not that," she said quickly, focusing on my eyes. "I just know you don't feel the same way."

"Gina, I'm not sure what I feel," I sighed. "But if I didn't feel anything for you, we wouldn't be here."

"Sure we would," she said, forcing a grin. "I am hot after all."

"No," I said, moving closer so that our faces were only inches away from each other. I needed her to see the truth. "We wouldn't."

"You're serious," she said, smiling slowly.

"I seemed to be that a lot tonight," I grinned, pulling back. "And I think we're had enough of that for tonight."

"It's time for you to tell me one of your dreams," she said, her smile turning sexy. "Or should we call it a fantasy?" 

It was obvious that we were both ready for a break from all this serious talk. Either that or we were both just horny again. I grinned and thought, 'Maybe a little of both.'

"Hmm," I said to Gina. "That does sound interesting."

"Remember, I promised anything and everything tonight," she said. Her sincerity even over shadowed her desire. 

"Well," I smiled slowly. "Let's come up with a something together."

"What do you have in mind?" she asked.

"Another position," I grinned. "We've only been together a handful of time and I like what's happened, but I wouldn't mind trying something new."

"Bored already?" she grinned, but I could tell you was just teasing.

"I don't think I could ever get bored of you," I replied honestly.

"Flattery will get you everywhere," she smiled. "Any particular position you want to try?"

"That's your part of the fantasy," I replied. "I came up with the idea, you come up with the details."

"I have an idea," she smiled, leaning in and kissing me. A few minutes later I was lying on my back and Gina was slowly sinking down on my cock. Her hands were on my chest balancing herself. I reached up and gently caressed her breasts. She moved slowly.

"Enjoying yourself?" she asked. "Is this what you had in mind?"

"Yes and yes," I said. We were both a ways off from our orgasms, but that didn't mean it didn't feel good.

"Anything I can do to make it better?" she asked.

"Well, you could talk to me," I grinned. "Describe what you're doing in detail."

"You really like to hear me talk nasty a lot," she said, shaking her head.

"It gets to you too," I said.

"I know!" she cried in disbelief. "Who would have thought?"

"Not me," I laughed. "Especially not after our first time together."

"What, you didn't like it?"

"Oh, I enjoyed myself well enough," I replied. "Although I wasn't sure about you."

"It was great," she said quickly.

"No, no," I laughed. "Today we've taken a big step. We're not lying to each other anymore."

"I never lied..." she began, but I cut her off.

"Please!" I snorted. "You've been avoiding telling me things almost from the beginning."

"I told you I loved you," she replied, no longer moving although my cock was still embedded inside of her.

"And when I didn't respond that I loved you too, you stopped talking," I said, realizing it was true as I said it. "Knowing you, it was probably because you didn't want to pressure me or hurt my feelings, but I want you to be able to be yourself with me." 

"You want me to be honest, always?" she said.

"Definitely," I smiled.

"In that case," she said. "Our first time hurt."

"I gathered that," I said. "And I'm sorry about it."

"It had to happen," she shrugged. "The times after were better."

"You lying again, aren't you?" I asked, hearing something in her voice.

"No, they were better," she said quickly, and then paused before adding, "I even thought they were good, but then tonight happened."

"Yeah," I laughed. "Me too."

"Bobby?" she asked.

"Yes?" I asked in reply.

"If you want me to be honest with you, I have something to say," she said.

"What is it?" I frowned. 

"I love the idea of talking and being honest," she smiled. "But can it wait until later? I'd rather focus on something else right now."

"And what would that be?" I grinned. She smiled down at me and squeezed my cock with her inner muscles. "Oh, that!"

"Yes, that," she laughed. "You jerk!"

I pushed her arms out of the way so she fell onto my chest. Her long dark hair fell to either side of me. Her face was only inches from mine and she was smiling.

"Do you want something?" she asked.

"Now who's talking too much?" I teased.

"I know something you won't mind hearing," she said. Her eyes sparked in the dim light. "I want you to caress my breasts while I slowly ride your hard cock."

"What else do you want?" I asked, caressing her breasts as she asked.

"I want to feel your lips against mine," she replied. "I want you to pinch my nipples until I'd ready to cum, and then I want you to grab my ass and pulled me down hard on you so that you fill my pussy again!"

"I think I can remember all that," I grinned, causing her to laugh despite her lust. "But only because your lips are made to be kissed, your breasts are full and demanding and your ass tantalizingly perfect."

She looked at me and I never felt more loved and desired. A guy would have to be crazy not to spend the rest of his life with someone who looked at him like that.

"That was almost poetic," she said.

"Please!" I snorted.

"Well, it wasn't crude," she grinned.

"Okay, I guess I could have said I'd remember because you're the best tonsil hockey player I know, your big jugs are impossible to ignore and you have an caboose to die for, but I don't think it would have put you in the mood."

"Probably not," she laughed, slowly riding my cock as she continued to lean over me. "On the other hand, if you wanted to be crude and get your point across, you could have said something like, 'I want to rape your lips...'"

"Hmm," I interjected. "That sounds like a good idea!" 

I pulled her to me and crushed her lips with mine. I squeezed Gina heavy breasts and rubbed her nipples with my thumbs. Gina's hands tangled with my hair as she rode my cock with a long slow motion. The longer we kissed, the faster and shorter her movements became. I shifted my hands to her hips and started helping her.

"Yes!" she gasped, pulling her mouth from mine. "I'm close!" Her eyes were filled with fire as she panted and gasped. "I'm going to cum!"

"Do it!" I demanded. "Drown my cock in your juices!"

"It feels so good!" she cried and suddenly she was cumming. I pulled her hard against me, holding her ass tight. I was rock hard, but not yet ready for release. I didn't mind. Gina obviously really enjoyed riding my hardness and the weight of her body on mine felt good.

"You didn't cum," she said in disappointment after she was in control of herself once more.

"Not yet," I smiled. She's used the word cum without thought. For some reason it made me feel good.

"Bobby, I can't take much more of this," she said. "I know I promised you anything and everything, but I didn't think you were going to take me seriously."

"More of that beautiful honesty," I smiled. She looked and me in surprise, but then laughed.

"I guess so," she said.

"Do you think you can handle one more position before we both pass out for the night?" I asked.

"Do you promise to cum this time?" she asked.

"Oh, I think that's pretty much a certainty," I replied, causing my cock to jump inside of her. "I'm pretty close as it is."

"How do you want me?" Gina asked, moving off of me. "Keep in mind though that I'm spent. I won't be able to do much."

"I'm in the mood for fast and hard this time. I don't think I'll be able to hold off for anything more," I said.

"You want to take me," she smiled, rolling onto her stomach. That was my girl. She was usually blunt, just not in bed. It seemed that that was changing and I couldn't be happier. She stuck her ass up slightly and smiling sexily asking, "How is this?"

The sight caused my cock to jump on its own accord. Gina saw and grinned, making herself comfortable. I got behind her, lifted her hips slighting and shoved my cock deep into her from behind. I stroked in and out of her for only a little while before I felt her responding again.

"That's it!" she gasped suddenly. "Do what you wanted! Take me hard and fast!"

In answer I pulled out and then shoved my cock deep again. I did it over and over, picking up the pace with each second that passed. I was holding her steady by her hips. She was still wet, but as I stroked in and out of her she became sticky and hot.

"Oh yes!" she cried. "I think I'm going to like this position a lot!"

"Me too!" I grunted, picking the pace up again.

"That's it!" Gina cried. "Ride me Bobby! Ride me!"

"You horny bitch!" I groaned. "You're going to cum again."

"Yes, and soon!" she gasped. "Ride me Bobby! Ride your horny bitch!"

"My beautiful little slut!" I cried.

"Ride your beautiful little slut!" she moaned. "Bobby, make me cum like only you can!"

My hips and her ass slammed together with each thrust making a slapping sound that drove me crazy. I wasn't going to be able to hold off much longer. I let go with one hand and reached around her. I found her clit and rubbed it harshly.

"Oh fuck!" Gina cried. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Again!"

"Yes!" I cried, letting loose with my last load of cum for the night. My juices shot deep inside of Gina for what felt like minutes.

"Bobby," she gasped after I was done. "I can't breath!"

"Sorry!" I cried and shifted my weight off of her. It wasn't easy. I was spent. She looked at me and laughed. I wasn't sure if it was because of me almost crushing her or because of the difficulty I had in getting off of her.

"Well," I said. "I think I've found my new favorite position."

"It was pretty good," she said.

"Just good?" I asked, shifting her hips slightly. "And you made that big of a wet spot?"

"Okay," she admitted, blushing once again. "It was great."

"My beautiful little slut," I smiled.

"If you call me that in front of someone or I ever hear that you told someone you call me that in private, I may have to kill you," she said pointedly.

"You could kill the man you love?" I asked. She looked at me oddly. I guess I was bringing that up a little too much myself tonight.

"Probably not," she sighed. "But on the other hand, I bet I could make you wish you were dead."

"No bet," I laughed, pulling her to me. We kissed briefly and then cuddled. After a few minutes Gina shifted so that we were spooning. We fell asleep like that, in each other's arms.

The sun was shining when I woke up. I was a little disappointed to find the bed empty, but I was in too good of a mood to let it bother me for long. I thought about the day before. I'd won the state championship, but that wasn't what my mind kept drifting to.

"Good morning," Gina said as she walked into the room. She was wearing her uniform from the night before. "I went out to the car to get my bag. It has a change of clothes. I need a shower."

She seemed to be talking normally, but something was wrong. It took me a moment to realize she wasn't looking at me. I climbed out of bed quickly and intercepted her before she could leave for the shower.

"Gina," I said, waiting patiently for her to look at me. I wasn't sure she would, but slowly she did. "Last night was amazing."

"Yes, it was," she agreed, but if anything it made her seem sadder.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said to quickly.

"I thought we agreed not to lie to each other anymore?" I asked.

"You want me to tell the truth!" she snapped angrily, surprising me. "Fine, here it is, I think we should break up."

"What?" I cried stunned.

"We can't go on like this," she said. "I can't go on like this. Last night was passionate, crazy and wonderful, but it wasn't real."

"Not real?" I asked.

"Bobby, you don't love me," she sighed. "I know that. I thought I could cope with it, but after last night I don't think I can anymore."

"Oh," I said dumbly. What else could I say?

Gina smiled sadly and pulled away from me. She went into the attached bathroom and took a shower. I moved to one of the other bathrooms. The sun was still shining, but now it annoyed me, hurt my eyes even.

I was still tired and my body ached from the beating I took in the game the day before. I took a long time in the shower. I soaked my muscled and thought hard, although what about I wasn't sure.

Gina was gone by the time I returned to the room. I frowned and went down stairs to check. She wasn't there either. The house was quiet.

"She could have said goodbye," I said softly. It was still early and I wasn't sure who had stayed over. 

The trip home went by in a flash. I pulled up to my house with my mind a thousand miles away. I almost passed Dawn without realizing it.

"There you are!" she cried. "Mom and Dad have been trying to get you all night."

"Oh," I shrugged. "I must have turned my cell phone off."

"What's wrong?" she frowned. Dawn knew me well enough to realize something was up.

"Nothing," I sighed, but then added, "I think Gina and I broke up."

"You think?" she asked.

"She said she couldn't deal anymore," I replied.

"That's understandable," Dawn said slowly, but not cruelly. "You've been on the fence with her forever. She had to get tired of it eventually."

"I guess you're right," I said, only half paying attention to her. Dawn didn't understand. I decided to change the subject. "Are mom and dad really pissed?"

"More like disappointed," Dawn smiled. "They had some great news you've been waiting for a long time that they wanted to share with you."

"Really?" I asked. There was only one thing it could be. "A scholarship? A full ride?"

"Yep," she grinned. "From three different schools. It seems that you did a great job of impressing them yesterday."

"That's great," I said, but I still thinking about Gina.

"You know," she frowned. "I expected a bit more of a reaction than that."

"I'm still absorbing it," I said. She looked at me carefully.

"Bull," she finally said. "This thing with Gina is bothering you."

"No, it's not," I denied.

"Sure it is," she insisted. "She's lasted longer than any of your other girlfriends. You care for her a lot."

"I do," I admitted slowly.

"Do you love her?" Dawn asked.

"No," I replied, but then frowned and added, "At least I don't think so."

"What's that supposed to mean?" my sister asked.

"I wish I knew," I sighed. "Gina is a great girl that will make someone very happy, but I'm out of this town and off to college next year. Long distance relationships never last."

"So?" Dawn asked. "If you love each other you can find a way."

"I don't love her!" I said, starting to become annoyed.

"I think you're wrong," Dawn said slowly. "If you didn't love her you wouldn't be getting this angry at me for talking about it."

"What do you know?" I snapped.

"Not a lot," she admitted. "But you don't seem happy to finally be getting your dream of going to college and that's not like you."

"I'm just exhausted from the game yesterday," I insisted.

"If you say so," she shrugged. "But tell me, when you think of your future now, what do you see?" I frowned and concentrated, but too many mixed visions filled my head.

"I don't know," I admitted.

"And that big brother, is so not like you either," Dawn said. "I bet at least half of the things your picturing have Gina in them?"

I started to tell her she was crazy, but my dreams for the future were replaying in my head and suddenly I realized they were becoming clearer as I allowed for the possibility that Gina would be there. Hell, I could almost see our kids!

"Holy shit!" I snapped.

"What?" Dawn asked.

"I think you're right," I said, shaking my head. "I do love Gina."

"Then don't you think you'd better tell her that?" Dawn smiled.

"I'm not sure," I frowned. "I'm not sure I won't hurt her again later. I still am going off to college next year. I refuse to get stuck in this town and her parents aren't going to let her go far. I know for a fact that they don't want us to go to college together. What are the odds that this will actually work out in the end?"

"Robert," my little sister said, using my full first name. In my family that meant that she felt strongly about what she was about to say. "You don't have the right to keep it from her. You can refuse to date her, allow her to break up with you, but you shouldn't lie to her. Gina deserves better."

"Yes," I said, remembering my conversation from the night before about being honest with each other. "Yes, she does."

"Wait!" Dawn cried when I turned around and moved back toward my car. "Where are you going? Mom and dad are stilling waiting for you!"

"Tell them I'll be back later," I said. "I need to talk to Gina."

"It's your funeral," Dawn said, but she was smiling.

I drove to Gina's house pretty fast. It was across town, but I'd driven there a lot over the last six months. I knew the way well.

"Do I really love her?" I found myself asking as I turned onto her block. The answer was so obvious it made me shake my head. The thought of living without her was mind numbing. "How could I have been so clueless?"

I knocked on the door to her house. At first nobody came, but then Gina sister Maria answered the door. She looked at me and frowned. Gina had obviously told her we'd broken up.

"Please Maria, get her for me," I said. She stared at me for a couple of seconds before swinging the door open and letting me in.

"I don't know what you plan on saying," Maria said. "But you'd better not make it worse. She's miserable."

"Where is she?" I asked.

"Out back," Gina's sister replied. "Raking the last of the leaves."

"Thanks," I said and let myself into the yard. Her younger brother Francis was there with her. Frankie and I always got along. He looked at me almost with an identical expression to Maria's when she saw me at the door. He paused a moment before shrugging. 

"I need a drink," he finally said to his sister. "I'll be right back." He passed me and gave me a warning look.

"Hey," I said to Gina. She was no longer raking. Instead she was looking at me silently. Her eyes were red, but she refused to cry in front of me.

"Hello," she said. Her voice wasn't so much cold as devoid of emotion.

"I got my free ride to college," I said. "I just found out when I got home."

"Congratulations," she said. 

"Thanks," I said, but I was frowning. This wasn't going well at all. "Gina, come sit with me for a moment. We need to talk."

I moved to the hammock her parents had between two trees. It was a bit brisk out, but the sun still shined. Gina came over slowly. She sat on the edge of the hammock, leaving a gap between us. I took a couple of seconds to gather my thoughts.

"Bobby, you don't have to say anything," she said before I could start. "You've always been honest with me about your feelings. I remember that you tried to break up with me when I first told you how I felt. It was my decision to keep the relationship going and it's my decision to end it now. I don't blame you for anything."




Quarterback and Cheerleader



"So, you don't love me anymore?" I asked, my heart beating faster.

"Of course I love you!" she said, her voice almost cracking as she tried to get off the hammock. I grabbed her shoulder and stopped her, but she turned her face from me. She didn't want me to see her crying.

"That's good," I said.

"No, it's not!" she cried, turning to me now despite her tears.

"Sure it is," I insisted. "Because after my sister told me I'd gotten scholarships to three school, instead of being happy, all I could think of was that you never told me the names of the four kids you dreamed of us having."

"What?" she asked in surprise.

"Gina, I know I'm saying this badly," I sighed. "But I came over to tell you that I realized something when you broke up with me."

"What?" she asked.

"Simply that I love you too," I said. "The truth is that the thought of being without you literally hurts!"

"You love me too?" she repeated in disbelief.

"Come on be serious," I smiled. "What's not to love?"

"That's what I keep telling her," Frankie said with a grin as he came back outside.

"Francis," Gina said, still looking at me. "Go away." He took one look at her and stopped in his tracks.

"Good luck," he said.

"Thanks," I sighed. "I think I'm going to need it."

"Maybe," he grinned. "But don't worry. She loves you too much to kill you."

"She said that last night," I swallowed. "But she also said she could make my life miserable."

"And I can," she said, and then turned toward her brother and added pointedly, "Yours too." Frankie shook his head and disappeared. I could see his sister Maria waiting by the back door. I wouldn't be surprised if they weren't both peaking out of one of the windows.

"Bobby..." she began, but I cut her off.

"Gina, don't even think about arguing with me about whether I love you or not," I interjected. "It took six months and you leaving me for me to realize how I really feel. Nothing you're going to say will change that. Not now, not ever."

"Are you sure it's not just guilt?" she asked.

"Guilt?" I frowned. "No, it's not guilt, or even horniness and after last night that's probably more likely. You really are one hell of a kisser."

"It's not my kisses that make you horny," she said, slowly smiling. I felt my heart unclench. If she was joking, we were okay.

"You'd be surprised," I grinned, pulling her close and proving my point. Gina retuned my kiss and then surprised me by pushing me back onto the hammock and jumping on me. We both laughed as she tried to tickle me. I captured her hands in mine. Her face was only inches away from mine so I stole another kiss.

"Bobby, tell me again?" she asked happily. There was no need to clarify.

"Gina, I love you," I said. It was surprisingly easy now. "I love your smile, your warmth and your kindness."

"I love the way you look at me, as if you see our future together in ways I can barely imagine," I continued. "I love that you're smart and funny. I also love that you can be loving and passionate one moment and lustful and wild the next."

"You aren't going to ruin the moment by calling me your beautiful little slut, are you?" she teased, smiling widely and blushing slightly.

"Maybe later," I grinned. "When we're alone. You know, there are a lot more things we can try together."

"You really do have a one track mind!" she laughed.

"Hey babe, you're the one who went down this path," I retorted.

"I supposed you're right," she admitted. "Although you did call me lustful and wild."

"And you are," I shrugged. "In fact..."

"I'm still recovering from last night," she said quickly. I shook my head.

"You?" I cried. "You almost killed me! Not that I'm complaining."

"Yeah, right!" she said. "If I let you, you'd strip me right here on the hammock and try to make love to me."

"Absolutely not!" I denied. "After all you sister and brother are in the house, probably watching us."

"Oh, they are," Gina grinned. "You can bet on that! In fact, we'd better go inside before they start calling everyone and letting them know."

"Would that we so horrible?" I asked, getting off of the hammock and helper her.

"Absolutely," she replied. "I want to be the one who tells everyone!"

"What's to tell?" I teased. "We've been dating for six months. Nothing has changed."

"If you say so," she shrugged, in too good of a mood for my words to bate her. "By the way, have you figured out what school you're going to?"

"Not yet, why?" I asked.

"Well, now that you love me, I'd like to be near you next year," she said.

"Gina, you can't pick a school just because I'm going to be there," I frowned. 

"Why not?" she asked. "Unless my going to your school is a problem?" 

"Are you crazy!" I laughed. "I'd love it!"

"That's good," she said. "Because if you thought getting rid of me was hard before you realized you loved me, just wait."

"Gina, I don't want to get rid of you," I said, meaning every word. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you." She looked at me and slowly smiled.

"Then it's settled," my girl said. "We go to school together."

"But you said your parents insisted that you go to school locally," I frowned. 

"They did," she replied. "In fact, they also said that no matter what, I couldn't go to school with you. But I'm eighteen. I can choose my own school. If they have a problem with that, I can always pay for it myself."

"With what?" I asked.

"My trust fund," she answered. "I told you about the money my grandfather left me."

"Are you crazy!" I cried again, no longer laughing. "You can't blow it on that when you're parents are willing to pay."

"Please!" Gina said with a roll of her eyes. "I know how sensitive you are about money so I never really went into details about my trust fund, but the truth is that although paying for college would put a dent in it, it wouldn't be that noticeable of one. Besides, daddy isn't going to let me pay for my own school, no matter where I go."

"You're serious," I said slowly, shaking my head.

"Of course," she shrugged.

"You know babe," I said slowly. "I knew your family had money, but I didn't realize that you really were rich."

"I've never denied it," she shrugged. "I just don't talk about it, especially not with you. I think if you found out I was rich before you realized you loved me you would have broken up no matter what I said." For some reason I was having a hard time accepting what she was saying.

"I'm starting to understand why you're not driven to go to college in the first place," I said.

"Rich people like to be educated too," she grinned. 

"That's not my point and you know it!" I retorted too heatedly. 

"Is my having some money going to be a problem?" she asked in real concern. I looked at her and frowned.

"Not hardly," I laughed. "It's just seems so weird. I mean, your house is nice and all, and your family is clearly well off, but it sounds like you could afford a lot better."

"We can," she replied. "But daddy believes pretty strongly that we should be able to live on his salary, not what my mother's father left us. Supposedly my grandfather wasn't thrilled with mommy for falling in love with daddy and he took it personally. So mother invests her father's money as she sees fit and we live like relatively normal people."

"Sounds like true hardship," I teased. "Your father being a doctor and all."

"Jerk!" she laughed. We were still standing by the hammock and I pulled her into another kiss. She melted into my arms.

"Do you think Frankie and Maria are still watching?" I asked.

"Don't even think about it!" she cried, pulling away quickly, but she was still laughing. She saw my expression and started running. I chased her and caught up by the leaf pile. I tackled her into it and we ended up rolling through all the leaves for a few moments before I captured her lips with my own.

"Hey!" we heard Frankie cry from the house. "I'm not raking those up again!"

Gina and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. I helped her up and kissed her once before working on remove the leaves from her clothes and hair. She did the same for me.

"Maybe we should go inside," I smiled. "Maria and Frankie are obviously watching. Besides, I have to get home eventually. At this rate my parents are going to be really angry."

"Let's go," she smiled.

"Okay Frankie put the video camera away," Maria said as we walked in. "It doesn't look like they're going to give us anything good to blackmail Gina with."

"And I had such high hopes!" Frankie laughed.

"You and me both," I mumbled, just loud enough for Gina to hear. She elbowed me.

"You two need to grow up," Gina sighed at her siblings.

"No thank you," Maria said. "You're the mature one in the family."

"We're going over Bobby's parents house," my girl said, ignoring Maria comment. "Tell mom and dad I'll be home later."

"They decided on a day trip," Maria said. "They won't be home until late."

"And what do you two misfits have planned for today?" Gina frowned, looking at them carefully.

"You do know that you sound just like mom when you do that, right?" Frankie teased.

"And you do remember that I'm actually older than you?" Maria smirked.

"Stop stalling," Gina said. "What are you two planning? Not a party again, please! The last time it took hours to clean up and mom and dad blamed me."

"Well like Maria said, you are the responsible one," Frankie laughed.

"Relax," Gina's sister smiled. "We decided to take a day trip of our own. We're going to visit Francesca at school." Francesca was the oldest sibling.

"Her sorority is having a party today," Frankie grinned. "Or so we've heard."

"Aren't you a little young for college parties?" Gina asked him pointedly.

"I look older than I am," he laughed.

"Don't worry," Maria said. "I keep an eye on him."

"Sure," my girl said. "But who is going to keep an eye on you?"

"Francesca of course," Frankie put in.

"Hmm," Gina frowned. "That doesn't sound promising at all. Maybe I should com with you?"

"Oh no!" Maria cried. "No party poopers allowed! Besides, poor Bobby would get lonely." My girl looked at me.

"It's true," I smiled. "I would be lonely without you."

"Aw, how cute!" Maria teased.

"On the other hand..." I began.

"Sorry!" Marie cried.

"She really is!" Frankie added.

"Wow," I laughed. "You two must really not want Gina to go with you."

"Time to go Frankie," Maria said quickly, pulling her brother toward the door.

"Have fun," I said, still laughing.

"And be careful!" Gina called after them as they all but ran from the house. My girl looked at me after they were gone and saw me still grinning. "You were no help at all."

"I learned a long time ago not to get in the middle of you and your sibling," I replied. "You know, you really are like a second mother to them."

"Someone has to be," she sighed.

"Bull, you love it!" I laughed once more.

"I don't know about that," she said. "But they're turning out pretty well and that all that matters in the end." I pulled her into my arms and looked into her eyes.

"So, what names have you chosen for our kids?" I asked warmly.

"You'll see one day," she grinned for a moment before turning serious. "But not soon. I want to enjoy just being the two of us for a while."

"I was just joking," I replied. "I'm in no rush for kids."

"We've got time," she smiled.

"Time for a lot of stuff," I smirked. "Like last night."

"Aha!" she laughed. "I told you that you had a one track mind!"

"Guilty," I admitted. "But it's not really my fault. Blame your parents. It's their genes that made you so hot!"

"Wait here. Let me go upstairs to get changed," Gina said. "I don't trust you with us being alone here."

"Hmm," I said thoughtfully. "We are alone, aren't we?"

"Bobby!" she cried looking into my eyes. "I need to get changed. These are my housework sweats. We don't have the time for what you're thinking. Remember, your parents..."

"How often will we get a chance like this?" I asked rhetorically. "I don't think I can pass it up."

"Don't you dare!" she warned, watching me carefully.

"Sorry," I shrugged and reached for her.

"No!" Gina cried and ran from me again, but I was right behind her. She was laughing as she sprinted up the stairs. 

I thought she'd run for her bedroom, but instead she slipped into her parents' room and toward their bathroom. I caught her and threw her on the king sized bed.

"Bobby! No!" she cried. "We can't!"

"Sure we can." I pulled her to me as she fought. She returned my kisses, but continued to fight. "What's wrong?"

"Not here!" she cried, pulling free and trying to get away. I was laughing as I grabbed her and pulled her back. Gina rolled onto her stomach as she fought.

"A king sized bed sounds like fun."

"This is my parents room!" she cried.

"You're the one who led me here," I shrugged.

"You caught me too soon," she said. "I was trying to get to their bathroom, not their bed!"

"Why?" I asked, letting her go.

"They have a hot tub," she explained, looking at me carefully over her shoulder. "I thought we could have some fun there."

"We can," I grinned. "Later."

"Bobby!" she cried, seeing something in my eyes. I ignored her and grabbed her sweat pants. I pulled them down past her ass, but she wouldn't let me take them any further.

"Yummy!" I grinned, pulling her hips higher.

"No!" Gina gasped as I buried my face just below her ass. 

My tongue quickly found it's way to her center. Gina was wet already and the taste only added to my hunger for her. I worked my girl's pussy hard, remembering what she liked from the night before. It was a little different because I was licking her from behind this time, but it was just as enjoyable. In fact, I liked my face buried between her legs like this. Gina clearly enjoyed it as well.

She stopped fighting me and moaned. I pulled her sweats off and continued to lick and nibble at her center. She shifted herself onto her knees and spread them wide. Her ass was lifted high in the air, giving me complete access to her pussy. I took full advantage. It wasn't long before she exploded into an orgasm.

"So good!" she cried as her body shivered and shook in release. I drank as much of her juices as I could.

Afterward, I wouldn't let her change positions. I continued to attack her pussy, more slowly at first, but eventually with the same need to make her cum as before.

"Bobby!" she moaned. "I can't believe what you do to me! I'm close again. Already!"

"Good," I grunted. "Cum for me! I can never have enough of the taste of you."

"Not yet!" she gasped. "I want to feel you inside of me. Take me!"

"Right here on your parents' bed?" I asked, the thought exciting me for some reason.

"Yes!" she gasped. "Here, anywhere. I don't care! You're driving me crazy."

"There's my beautiful little slut!" I growled in appreciation as I shifted up and thrust my cock deep inside of her. I pulled out and thrust back in, over and over again.

"Yes!" she cried. "Ride me! Fuck me! Call me whatever you want. For you, I'll make it true!"

I leaned forward until my lips brushed against her ear. She moaned in appreciation, but instead of following up I shifted slightly away. 

"In that case," I whispered, driving my cock deep once more and holding it this time. "I'm going to call you simply mine, because that's what you are for now and always."

"Always!" she cried out in agreement as her next orgasm struck. "And forever!"

I started stroking in and out of her again before she was done cumming. I was too close to exploding myself to stop. Gina didn't mind. In fact when my orgasm took me a few moments later and I started filling her pussy with my cum she launched into yet another orgasm of her own. Her nails across her parents' sheets as she buried her face in them and screamed. Her pussy milked my cock until we were both spent. 

I rolled onto my side afterward, making sure Gina moved with me. Despite my orgasm I didn't want my cock to pull free yet. We ended up spooning with her resting her head on one of my arms. I nuzzled her neck.

"You really are terrible," she said after a while. I could hear her smiling. "Making me do it on my parents bed." 

"You seemed to like it," I teased.

"Of course," she sighed contently. "What choice did I have? You made me cum three times!"

"Don't look at me," I shrugged. "You're the sexy hot cheerleader."

"You mean the spent one!" she laughed.

"Oh, I bet you have one more good one inside of you," I disagreed. "I mean before we try out the hot tub."

"You're crazy!" she cried, continuing to laugh. "I'm not a machine you know."

"Maybe," I admitted. "But your pussy still feels so good wrapped around my cock."

"Still a crude jerk," she sighed, shaking her head as her laughter died. She was still smiling though.

"True, but it feels good, doesn't it. Am I wrong?" I asked.

"No, you're not," she replied, squeezing my cock with her inner muscles.

"Ut oh!" I groaned. "You shouldn't have done that."

"You can't possibly want to go again already!" she cried, but she could feel my cock hardening again.

"Sorry, I can't help myself," I said. "You seem to have the ability to make me constantly horny and hard."

"Lucky me," she whispered, holding my free hand with both of hers. My forearm was crushed between her breasts as I slowly started moving in and out of her again without shifting positions. I took my time. Neither of us was in a rush.

"Bobby, I need you to kiss me," she said after a while. There was no comfortable way to do it spooning like we were. I pulled out regretfully, but forgot about everything when she rolled onto her back and looked up into my eyes.

"My God, you're so beautiful!" I cried.

"So are you," she insisted, her eyes sparking as she reached for me. I leaned forward and we kissed. I lost track of time itself as we lay there like that. My cock was still hard, but the kisses meant too much for me to be distracted by it, at least not until Gina grabbed me and started stroking my cock slowly.

"You want something?" I grinned, pulling back from kissing her for the first time in a long time.

"Need is more like it," she said. "Your kisses drive me wild!"

"What exactly do you need?" I asked. Gina's eyes flashed.

"This," she said, squeezing my cock. "Inside of me."

"Any particular position?" I asked. "There are so many left."

"And we're going to try them all," she promised hungrily, making my cock jump. I leaned in and kissed her once more before she pulled away and added, "I love the way it feels when you're behind me, riding me, but I want to see your face this time."

"I have an idea," I smiled. "If you're willing to give it a try?"

"Anything and everything," she replied.

"I thought that was just a reward for yesterday because we won the big game?" I couldn't resist joking.

"It was," she smiled, but then her face grew serious, "But that was before you said you loved me. Do you really think I could deny you anything now?"

"I don't deserve you," I said, shaking my head.

"Sure you do," she said. "Now what exactly do you want to try?"

"Impatient, are we," I laughed. She squeezed my cock again and stroked it a few times. I gasped. 

"You aren't going to make me wait, are you?" she smiled sexily.

"Absolutely not!" I cried, shifting her onto her side. I bent her top leg at the knee and pushed it half way toward her chest.

"Hmm, I have a good feeling about this position!" she smiled excitedly as I straddled her bottom leg and rubbed my cock along her opening. "Just take your time. You're entering me at a different angle. Give me a chance to adjust."

I did as she asked, but it wasn't long before I was once again buried deep in my girl. I moved slowly at first. Gina was staring at me the whole time. I didn't break eye contact as I rested my hands on her hip and leg.




Quarterback and Cheerleader



"Bobby," she said seriously. "You do know you've made me the happiest girl in the world?"

"Seems only fair," I shrugged as I reached up and caressed one of her breasts. "Because I can't believe there's a guy more lucky or happier in the world than me." We looked at each other in silence for a few moments. 

I continued to stroke in and out of her slowly as I caressed her breasts with one hand and her hip with the other. I could hear her breathing get heavier as her orgasm built. It was both the most surreal and real moment in my life.

It wasn't long before Gina was ready to cum. I could see it in her face, in everything about her. That was okay because I was ready too. 

"I love you," I said, breaking our silence as I gently pinched one of her nipples. 

And I love you!" she gasped out.

"Cum for me," I demanded in a surprisingly controlled voice.

"Yes!" she cried. "For you, anything!" And with that Gina lost it. Her body locked up in orgasm, but she refused to look away from me.

He eyes were filled with passion, lust and need. There was a hungry fire there that sent shivered through me, but that's not all that was there. Gina loved me. I'd know it before, but once I began to return that love everything seemed different. Now I could see her commitment and contentment, see it and return it.

"Bobby!" she gasped. "I need you to cum with me! Please!"

I thrust once last time and my cum erupted out of me and into the woman I knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with. My orgasm was the most amazing in my life, but what I was feeling was more than that. I made sure not to break eye contact with my girl. I wanted her too see what I was feeling. She smiled contently for a moment and then rolled into another orgasm of her own.

This time I rolled onto my back and nearly passed out when we were done. Gina slowly shifted until her head was resting on my shoulder. We lay there, the two happiest people in the world.

"So, you ready to try the hot tub?" I joked a few moments later. 

"In a little while," she replied.

"I was just joking," I said. "I'm completely spent."

"Sure you are," she said in disbelief, resting her hand on my finally soft cock. "Don't worry. We'll use the hot tub soon, but right now this feels too nice to move."

"It does, doesn't it?" I smiled.

I was surprised a few minutes later when my cock actually stiffened slightly. It didn't hurt that Gina's hand was still resting on it. She wasn't really doing it intentionally and in a weird way it was more relaxing that exciting.

"I love you," I said.

"You said that already," she smiled.

"Get used to hearing it," I shrugged.

"That will never happen," she sighed contently. "By the way, I love you too."

"I know," I said softly. "Like I said, that makes me both the luckiest and happiest man on the planet."

Gina didn't reply. She just nestled further into my shoulder. We lay there like that for a long time. I knew I needed to get up and at least call my parents, but I didn't move because I could feel Gina's body slowly growing heavy. I listened to her breathing getting deeper and slower. My parents could wait. Dawn would cover for me.

I can't describe my feelings as Gina nodded off in my arms. I guess I didn't need to. She knew what they were and so did I, and that was enough.