Chapter 28

THE NEXT DAY, Dennis had a full team and all the cheerleaders. When the workout recording was over, the cheerleaders ran through the shower while the team started practice. The team saw all of them parade through between the changing stall and the shower stall, though Dennis kept them busy enough with their shooting drills that they couldn’t stand and gawk. After practice, a couple of the younger team members packed their things and left, but the remainder quickly stripped and ran through the shower. It was not nearly as big a deal as most had assumed it would be. Dennis didn’t head for the shower until his girlfriends started in for their turn. He passed a couple of the girls coming out of the shower and was very glad his eyes were fixed when he saw Shelby, Laura, and Liz pass him on their way to get dressed. That was definitely a sight he didn’t want to miss. It seemed they enjoyed looking as much as he did.

It continued all week. By Friday, none of the girls were hesitating to strip off and head for the showers, even if they had to stand in line to wait their turn.

Something else had happened during the week. The girls had transitioned from accepting Dennis as their trainer to accepting him as their coach. He even introduced a couple of new plays and they were looking forward to trying them out in front of Ardith. And Roberta had managed her first dunk. Everyone cheered for that.

Friday, Dennis reminded all the players and cheerleaders to exercise extra caution on the roads. Most were staying in on New Year’s Eve. A few had parties they were going to. The girlfriends, in fact, were all headed to Amy’s house for a New Year’s Eve celebration and Dennis would go after he’d celebrated with Peg and Dot. Peg would still go to bed early enough that Dennis could be at the party before things got too late.

Gransy had been cooking all day. Amy could have invited the entire basketball team, the cheerleaders, and her girlfriends, and she still would have had food left over—even after their strenuous workout. When Dennis arrived about nine o’clock, Gransy had already excused herself and gone to her room for the night, leaving the house open for the happy crew.

They decided to play games until midnight and then to get naked for hugs and kisses as the year turned. Natalie, Roberta, and Daniella had the largest selection of games and brought nearly everything with them. They broke into groups to play SCRABBLE, Kings Cribbage, and Monopoly, and often traded with other players.

As the time neared midnight, they put away the games and the food, got fresh sodas, and moved upstairs to Amy’s room. They couldn’t all fit in Amy’s room, but they flowed over into the master bedroom. No one wanted to enter Jerry’s former room. At least there were two bathrooms on this floor. At the stroke of midnight, clothes started flying as the thirteen kids undressed each other and kissed to welcome in the New Year. And as they got naked, they began splitting into smaller groups with similar intimacy interests.

Dennis woke early in the morning with his renewed hardon captured between Amy’s lubricated butt cheeks. It took only a few thrusts before his cock caught her anus and he sank deeply into her ass. Her moans were quieted by Brenda’s kisses and Dennis reveled in sliding in and out of her tight bottom as they both rose to a heavenly summit. He pinched her nipples lightly and she quaked around his cock as he began spurting into her bowels. Both were nearly asleep by the time he shrank out of her, but Brenda was on the spot with wipes to clean both lovers up.

Dennis had expected that he might awaken to find Lana humping against him as she had on previous occasions, but in their sleep, the positions had been changed somewhat. Lana was on her back with those perfect boobs thrust in the air as Dennis suckled at one then the other. She was, indeed, humping forward with her hips, but it was against his fingers as he probed at her vagina and teased her clit. He might almost have rolled between her legs to fuck, if it weren’t for her hand gripping his cock and sliding wetly up and down it.

“Oh, Lana,” he whispered as he moved up to kiss her lips. “I love you so much. Are you okay, baby?”

“Oh, yes, Den. Keep touching me there. I’ve already come once, but I feel another big one coming on. I love having you touch me. I want to feel your fingers moving in and out of me. I’m going to become your lover soon, Dennis. I want to be yours.” He plunged his fingers deep in her pussy and found the spot he’d learned to look for in all his girlfriends. It was seldom stimulated by just his cock, but fingers could drive a girl into oblivion. When Lana started coming, he captured her scream with his lips and started spurting into her hand and against her side.

The other teens slowly came to life and cycled through the showers to get ready to start the New Year. After they dressed, they went downstairs where Gransy had as much food cooking for breakfast as she’d prepared the night before. They all got plates filled with French toast and sausage. They had their choice of syrup, honey, fruit, powdered sugar, and whipped cream to top it with and everyone was almost too full to move and clean up the dishes. They managed, though, and then all settled in front of the television to watch the Parade of Roses.

After the parade, they began leaving to go their separate ways. They made sure Amy’s house was spotless before they left and several were encouraged to take home leftovers from the night before.

“I just loved having you all come over so I could cook up a storm,” Gransy said. “Let’s plan on doing this again soon. It will be so nice to have you over often.”

“Thank you, Gransy,” they all chorused. “Happy New Year!”

Out in the country southeast of town a less than happy New Year was playing out. Bart Conway was on his way back to the farm after a fine and happy New Year’s Eve celebration in Des Moines. He wasn’t sure where his father and uncle had gotten the hookers for their private party in a ramshackle motel on the outskirts of town, but he was sure he recognized two of them. One was a former teacher at the high school and one was a cheerleader slut who had graduated last year. Regardless, he’d dipped his dick into each of them, including a girl he wasn’t sure was of legal age. No one would ever know, though. His Uncle Phil was taking all three women back to Arizona with him today. If it weren’t for the farm, Bart had half a notion to go with his old uncle. Those three were way too much for the old man to handle by himself.

Just thinking about the hot young cunt he’d been in only a few hours ago had Bart up and ready to go again. He was glad he had a wife waiting at home who he could use at times like this. She was nowhere near as good looking as the bitch he’d had at the motel—or even as she’d been when he married her—but she had the necessary holes and that was all he was interested in at the moment. It was earlier than he’d expected to get back, but his uncle was complaining about how far he had to drive. He wanted to make it to Denver that night, so he’d taken off before Bart had a chance to fuck another of the bitches this morning.

Bart rubbed his cock through his jeans. He looked down so he could unzip and set it free. A horn blast brought his attention back up to the road to see a car nearly head-on. It swerved faster than he could and he just caught the driver’s door slightly with his bumper. He could see the terrified look of the woman driving. He got back in his own lane and saw the car go off the road and into a ditch. He didn’t slow down. She could call her own damned tow truck. Stupid bitch. That would teach her to pay more attention.

He took the next corner and cut across country instead of staying on the main drag. No sense calling attention to himself. When he spotted a place that was wide enough, he pulled over. The bitch killed his buzz. He reached into the back seat and grabbed the bottle of Jack his dad had given him. A little swig and he’d be ready to drive again. Damn bitch could have killed him. He should just go back and fuck her up for that. Probably be all sorts of pussies there by now. He’d just continue home.

When he pulled into his driveway, he thought something was out of place and stopped short of the house. He looked around and spotted a car in the open door of the barn. Damn! His cunt wife was fucking that damn preacher. He’d suspected it before this, but now there was no question. He got the 1911 Defender out of his glove box and started toward the barn. He’d defend what was his.

When Dennis got home, he was surprised to see Brenda pull into the drive right behind him. He waited for her to get out of the car and join him before going in.

“Didn’t you think it was a little strange that we didn’t make love in the frenzy last night?” she asked as she reached up to kiss him.

“I wondered about that. I thought we’d connect this morning, but when I got out of the shower, you were already downstairs helping with breakfast,” he answered.

“Well, I get you for the rest of the day. And don’t worry about not being available for your family. We’ll have a nice time all together. I can wait until tonight and that will give you time to recover enough to meet my needs,” Brenda laughed. They went inside and Peg came running to greet her brother and ‘sister.’

“Cookies!” Peg said excitedly, as Dennis brushed flour off her nose.

“I was hoping you’d be here soon,” Dot said, standing in the kitchen doorway. “We’re at the point where we need your muscle to mix the dough.”