Chapter 49: More Football, More Sex

Wedensday came soon enough, and I found myself on the practice field with most of the other football players. I saw two guys that were on the baseball team with me, Big Bone Cleary, and even bigger Champ Banion. I soon learned that Cleary was a defensive end, and quite good, with several SEC schools trying to entice him into signing with them. Banion, I was told, was my main protector, in that he played left tackle on the offensive line, and would be keeping the opposition from coming into me from my blind side. Champ had alrady declared for Penn State and their great coach, Joe Paterno.

Coach Gifford ran us ragged that first day, allowing us prenty of water breaks and then running us in sprints, or laps around the field. When the actual scrimage began, he would select someone who messed up and had them run two additional laps around the field. My name was called once, although I'm certain I messed up plenty. I think he took pity on me since I was learning a position that until the day before had been foreign to me.

Coach Johnson took me aside along with two wide-outs and I threw passes to them as they ran designated pass-patterns. After a few instructions from Coach Johnson, I got the hang of it, and began putting the ball reasonably close to where they could reach it.

At the end of practice, Coach Gifford approached me and gave me some additional advice. Then he told me that I had done well, considering.

I went home tired, but happy. I had been accepted by the other players, even Jessie's boyfriend, Larry Wright, who stood on the sidelines, his arm in a cast and sling, and called out good natureredly to me as I threw my warm up passes.

I was laying on my bed, playing a video game when Hayley called.

"Are you up for some action, Mr. Football Star?"

I laughed and said, "You're such a dirty little girl."

"I try, Aubrey, I try."

"You need to be taught a lesson. You need to learn how to behave. I can see you wriggling even now. Such a greedy little slut, clearly needing to be fucked."

"Oooo, I love it when you talk dirty."

"Mmmm, is that what you want?"

"Whateverdo you mean?"

"Do you want my cock in your cunt? Do you want to be fucked?"

"Is that an offer?"

"Maybe."

"Can I think about it?"

"Sure, think on it. But I happen to know this is making you wet."

"You think?"

"C'mon, admit it. You're a filty little slut."

"I'm not so little," she giggled.

"I bet your hand is between your legs right this minute."

"I'll have you know I'm dressed."

"I'll bet. You're wearing panties and maybe a bra, and that's it."

"Oooo, the mystic man. He sees all, and tells all."

"No I don't."

"sure you do!"

"I don't tell all, and you know that."

"Well ... you have a point there. And I admit that I'm only wearing panties. They say Gobble Me across the crotch."

"I believe that!"

"So you wanna play ... phone sex?"

"I thought we were. I'm too tired for anything else."

"Oh, foosball practice got you down?"

"Fossball your ass. It's football, Hayley, and it's damn tiring. Why I doubt I can get it up at all. I'm worried about how football is going to effect my sex life."

"Well, if it's any consolation, Jessie told me that Larry was after her constantly once the season started."

"Jessie told you that, huh?"

"She did."

"She tell you anything else?"

"She did."

"And what was that?"

"Just girl talk."

"Just girl talk?" I was wondering if she'd mentioned the favor I'd done for her.

"Yeah."

"Touch yourself for me. Make yourself good and wet."

"Oh, I don't know if I should. You're so tired and all."

"You do know how to bust a guy's balls," I said laughing.

"So, did you?"

"Did I what?"

"Make her cum?"

"You know I don't talk about people, Hayley."

"Ummm, she told me you ate her out."

"Did she? What else did she tell you?"

"Mmmmm."

"Hayley, quit playing with yourself for a minute. Answer my question."

"Huh? What?"

"Answer my question."

"Oh ... that Jessie person?"

I had to laugh, she was funny. "Yeah, that person."

She sighed, loudly and for my benefit, then said, "She said, her BF wouldn't go down on her, and someone told her you were very good at it. So she asked you and eventually you took her on, brought her off and somehow she got her BF to do it too."

"Sounds plausible," I said, not actually admitting anything, but certainly satisfying her curiousty.

"Don't worry Bree, it was well before we met. I'm not jealous."

"Shut up!"

"Does she taste as sweet as I do?"

Ignoring her remark, I said, "Show me that wet little cunt of yours.

"Mmm ... like this?"

"That's better..."

"Ooo, you make me so fuckin' hot!"

I do, don't I? Put put your hand between your thighs..."

"Like this?"

"Yeah. Now, slide it over your cunt ... make your fingers wet..."

"Oh, you're so fuckin' bad!"

"And you're such a fucking slut ... look at you humping away."

I heard her groaning.

"Push them inside..."

"Ohhh!"

"Push them into that wet little cunt. Don't make me wait.
Push them in ... all the way..."

I could hear Hayley panting with exertion, as she forced her fingers in and out.

"Open your thighs wider ... I want to see!"

"OHHH, BABY!" she moaned.

"Such a little whore for me..."

"I'm gonna cum!"

Keep those fingers moving!"

"Oh, motherfucker!"

"Tell me ... admit it to me right now ... you're my dirty fucking slut!"

"I ... I'm you're slut!"

"You're my dirty fucking slut!"

"I'm you're dirty fucking slut!

"Tell me you have you're fingers jamed in your cunt ... say it!"

"I'm coming!"

"Say it!"

"I ... I have my fingers ... and I'm coming! Oh, sweet Jesus ... I'm coming!"

I waited until she'd calmed down, then asked, "Your parents home?"

"No until after eleven."

"I'll be over in fifteen, okay?"

"how will I pass the time until you get here?"

"Ask your fingers."

We were both laughing when I hung up and began getting dressed.

I went even though I was tired and had muscles screaming to be let alone.

Hayley answered the door in the nude, and I swept her into my arms, kicked the door shut and carried her to her bedroom, where she had our video with Sandra and us playing.

"Nice touch," I said, and knelt down between her toned legs. Her smell was so pungent and sweet, almost overpowering me. But I contented myself with stroking and squeezing her magnificent thighs, keeping a safe distance from her smoldering pussy.

Hayley began to moan as her frustration built. I teased her, sliding my fingers and thumbs back and forth, but just out of reach of her pussy, which was open and waiting for me.