Saturday was strange. As soon as I walked into the locker room, I ran into Adrian. While we were stretching out on the field Adrian was next to me. During warm up practice on catching drills I ended up either in front of him or following him.
At the beginning of the game, we had a good run back after catching a punt for our first possession. On first down I had a pull blocking assignment for a running play. I put the end on his butt and started down field to clear linebackers. I chipped one out of the way while the running back was on my heels. I was able to hit a safety while the back turned away from the play. I was tripping over the head of the safety when I realized the back was in the end zone. Adrian came over and gave me a hand up and whacked me on the back for helping on his run. I didn't know he was the one running the ball!
The next possession we were moving down field with running plays. Then on third and five at their forty, my number was called for a flats play. These guys were hitting hard so this was going to hurt. I chipped my defender then headed downfield toward the middle on the count of two I looked for the ball and it was going to be long. I jumped really high and caught the nose of the ball in one hand. On the way down I was able to bring the ball into my arms. A helmet hit my arms and another hit my side but by holding the ball with both hands hugged to my body it didn't come loose. I landed on a linebacker. He helped soften the landing a bunch but the wind was still knocked out of me. Adrian was right there giving me a hand up then pushing me toward the sidelines. Good thing he pointed me, as I was a little out of it from the hard landing. The linebacker that I landed on had to be carried off the field. Two plays later I was back in and we were going to do a sideline pass to a split end with me in the middle as a second target. I leveled the end then ran to the middle of the field about fifteen yards down. Our end was double covered and I was alone. The quarterback threw before I had turned so the ball surprised me when it came at my head. I caught it after juggling it a bit and, just as I turned up field, a blur busted a closing line backer. I ran hard dodging a couple of defenders and was accompanied across the goal line by a grinning Adrian. He had been my key blocker.
Adrian scored again, the quarterback ran one in and a wide receiver caught a bomb in the end zone and we kicked a couple of field goals. Pretty good. We won 41 to 9. Once again Adrian was with me constantly. We ended up showering next to each other, sitting next to each other at the end of game meeting then walking out of the locker room together. Waiting for us were his girl friend, Mandy, and sweet Sarah along with all the other girls waiting for their guys. I said I was starved and wanted to hit the dining hall immediately. Adrian said we should go over to Mandy's apartment and have some pizza. I had to pull Adrian aside to tell him I didn't have enough money for pizza. He laughed and just said, "come along poor little white boy and learn to live with the high rollers." Mandy and Sarah laughed with him. We stopped and picked up four pizzas and a bunch of coke on the way to Mandy's. Adrian paid for it with a crisp fifty he pulled from his pocket. He looked at me and said, "you'll be getting these soon my friend. Keep pulling in passes like that and the alum's will be showing their love real soon."
I didn't understand what he meant but thought an extra fifty could go a long way.
The girls each ate a half a pizza. Adrian and I each ate a pizza and a half and could have gone back to the dining hall for more food. But the company was cool. Adrian and Mandy disappeared while Sarah and I sat on the couch chatting. It wasn't long till Sarah was turned so she was lying in my lap with me leaning over her kissing her. We were into some long deep kisses when her hand caught mine and brought it up to her big full breast. I passed my hand over the stiff covered nipple, then cupped and cradled the massive beauty. She moaned. I panted. We continued kissing then Sarah began unbuttoning my shirt. She was fast. She pulled my shirt off then lifted my T-shirt over my head. She sat up and pulled her top off to reveal her braless chest in all its glory.
Sarah rolled to her side still pressed against me, kissing me passionately. She reached between us and rubbed her hand over my stiffness. She took my hand and brought it up under her skirt between her legs. Oh my, fuzzes, no panties. While I explored those tight little curls I dropped my head to kiss one of those beautiful dark pink brownish nipples. This not only elicited a groan but also brought both her hands to my belt and zipper. In three seconds flat she was tugging my pants and shorts down.
I heard something and froze. "Sarah, what about Adrian?"
"Listen," she said.
You could hear Mandy's rhythmic "Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh" accompanied by the squeak of bedsprings.
Sarah pulled my pants off while I kicked off my shoes. She undid her skirt and was instantly nude. The word "Nubian nude" ran through my mind. Or would that be "nude Nubian."
"You're acting kind of scared. You do this before?" Sarah asked.
"Just a couple of times. I don't know how to do it right yet, how to make you feel good. You surprised me," I said with a shaky voice.
"Not to worry Chuck, let me teach you how to make me feel really, really good," she said huskily kissing me with some tongue.
She lay on top of me - this was a first for me. A totally nude babe lying on top of me. She let her legs spread and drop on both sides of me, straddling my lap. Sarah raised up, took hold my very stiff dick, raked it through her moisture then stuffed into herself. Wow, that feels great. Good stuff.
She easily slid down taking me completely inside her body. We started kissing, now more passionately than ever while she began raising and lowering herself on me. Her pussy was going into convulsions and her breath indicated she was having difficulty breathingShe jammed down on me hard, trying to suck my entire body into her. Sarah sighed then collapsed, breathing heavily. A minute or so later she raised up on her hands and looked at me. "You're gonna get yours this time." Then she started to slide up and down on me again. I was just about to warn her when the thought of Adrian came to me again.
"Stop, baby, stop. I don't have a rubber. We aren't safe. Let me out before I squirt," I begged.
Sarah gave me smoldering look then locked her lips to mine while rapidly fucking me. Rubber or no rubber, I squirted. I shot the Sheila; I juiced, and came, sending an entire nation of fertile little squiggles up her pussy. Sarah came again from the intense activity then again collapsed on me.
"That was intense, really, really good," I said kissing her neck and ears.
"You can say that again Chuck, that hit the spot," she sighed.
"Aren't you afraid I made you pregnant?" I asked.
Sarah rolled to her side reached down and scooped up fingers full of our mixed drool and held them to her mouth. "I love this stuff just like it is and not out of a rubber. S'matter you don't wanna knock up this little colored girl?"
"That's not a nice question. I'd love to put a baby in that gorgeous belly of yours but we both need to get through school first," I countered.
"I ain't gonna get pregnant. I just finished my period yesterday so I'm good for a week or so. So when I can't have this put where it belongs I get to get it direct. Know how I do that?"
"How?"
Sarah slid down my body to face my dick. She opened her mouth and slurped my soggy hardening dick into her mouth sucking it back to life.
This was a shock but I recovered enough to moan, "Oh Sarah baby that feels really good," I said with pleasure in my voice.
"Let me teach you how to do me too," she said pulling off my dick.
She lay back on the couch and pointed to her juicy pussy, "kiss it."
I had heard of cunnilingus but had not had the chance to try it. I was a little put off by the abundance of my juice drooling out of her but dove in anyway. Sarah directed my kisses and licks around her pleasure area till we ended with me sucking on her clit while her pubic bone pounded my nose.
Raising up over Sarah I aligned myself to her then slowly slid into her warm pussy. With a mutual "Ah" we began a slow satisfying fuck that lasted well over a half-hour. By the time we came we were pounding at each other near yelling our pleasure.
This time Sarah got up and went to the bathroom came back and started putting her clothes back on. I took her lead and dressed as well. We straightened up the couch and turned over the wet cushions.
Sarah went to Mandy's bedroom door and told Adrian we were on our way back to the dorm. He grunted. We left.
On the way back to campus Sarah was talkative. "Hope you don't think I'm a bad girl for liking to do that stuff?"
"How could something that feels that good be bad?" I answered with a question.
"You have been with a girl before, haven't you?" she asked "Yeah but we only did it a couple of times. We fumbled around at it but didn't get a chance to get very good before she moved away," I said. "Can I ask you how you got so good at it?"
"You can ask," she said smiling and bumping her hip into me. "One of these days I'll tell you all about it." "So does that mean we get to practice some more?" I asked hoping for the right answer,
Sarah looked at me, kissed me on the lips as we were walking, and put her heard on my shoulder. "I would like that and enjoy that a lot. We need to practice lots to get it right."
We walked the rest of the way quietly, both of us mentally thinking of our next time to be together intimately.
This time when we got to the dorm Sarah wrapped herself around me and gave me a toe curler. We looked at each other, then she was in the elevator. I went back to my room, stripped and went to bed.
Lying there, I kept thinking about getting the opportunity to fool around with a big sexy girl in my first semester at school. It was hard to believe that it had really happened.
"Hey man, there is some babe downstairs asking for you. Better go down and see what she wants," some guy was saying to me.
I looked at the clock. It was eleven fifteen. Oh my! I slept late. I pulled on my pants and a T-shirt and went down barefoot to find out who wanted me.
There was Sarah dressed nicely. "You going to sleep all day?" she asked. "Go clean up real quick so we can go to church."
"Church?"
"Yeah Church. I go every Sunday. You probably need to go with me," she said standing with her hands on her hips. With me barefooted and her in heels, I was looking up to Sarah instead of eye to eye. I smiled at her and ran back to my room.
Fifteen minutes later, after the triple S, shit, shower and shave, I was dressed in my only suit with my good wingtip shoes walking with Sarah toward the campus chapel. This service was the second of the day and was fairly short. It was the usual, a couple of songs, a sermon, a prayer, and some announcements. We left the chapel and headed for food. The dining hall did it up great for Sunday dinner as no supper was served on Sunday except for athletes. We ate our fill then I had to go for the scheduled basketball practice. I said I would come to the dorm for her when practice was over so we could go to the library.
Practice was lame. Just a lecture on how practices were going to go and what would be expected of everyone. We did a couple of drills then were let go.
When I met Sarah at her dorm lobby to go to the library, Sarah asked if I wanted to go over to Mandy's to study, as the apartment was empty. Sounded good to me. I asked if we could stop for some coffee grounds as I was dying for a good cup of coffee.
We got the coffee then were at Mandy's in a couple of minutes. While the coffee was brewing Sarah started to fool around ending up with her on her knees sucking me. I raised her up and stripped her then stripped myself. I laid her on the table then sat on a chair between her legs saying I was going to have dessert now. After getting her off a couple of times I stood, plunged into her very wet pussy then enjoyed pounding her till I completely filled her.
We cleaned up, dressed and actually studied for three solid hours. We were just beginning to get kissy again when Mandy and her roommate along with Adrian and another guy came in.
"Hitting the books, huh?" Adrian asked.
"Got to keep that scholarship," I said.
"Same for me," said Sarah.
"We were getting ready to leave so we could get a hamburger on the way back," I said.
We left and went to "Burger Chef" - the new competition to the golden arches. Besides, it was on the way. I had three hamburgers, fries and a shake while Sarah had two burgers, fries and a shake. That means mine was 75 cents and hers was 60 cents, fifteen cents for burgers, fifteen for fries and fifteen for small shakes. I still had a dollar so I was in good shape because I would receive my athletic allowance of ten bucks tomorrow, Monday.
We walked through the woods on the way back to the dorms and did some smooching on the shaded benches. It had been a nice weekend. With promises of seeing each other at practice on Monday, we parted.
Monday I was told to go to the gym for basketball practice after our football team meeting. I missed seeing Sarah.
Basketball practice seemed tame after playing football for a couple of months. When I was in my playing shorts and shirtless, everyone ooh'd and ahh'd at all my bruises from the weekend. All we did were some lay-ups, free throws, set shots and wind sprints. No real drills. The coaches counseled me about dual sports saying that since I was a freshman and probably wouldn't make varsity anyway that I needed to be there for the last hour of practice and do my hundred free throws. I figured to be out of there early as a player could skip every thing after twenty-five straight free throws. I was deadly from the stripe!
I cleaned up and left for the dining hall. Sarah was standing out front looking a little worried. We ate while I explained what my schedule was going to be. We agreed that the one place we could guarantee to see each other was the dining hall so we would now meet there.
The next football game was the last of the season. We weren't going to any small school bowl games even though we were 7 and 1. Saturday's game was tame for me. I was only in one offensive play where I was given the ball. I got almost ten yards after the catch but didn't see the ball again. I blocked for Adrian a couple of times but no big plays. Ho hum, we won. Glad that's done for the year. The coaches all said I'd be a starter next year again and they would look forward to coaching me for spring practice. I took my jock and left for the indoor court.
At this school, basketball was king. If you played on the varsity basketball team, you were a real big man on campus. Even the junior varsity squad seemed to garner respect so, as a new guy, I wanted to at least make the junior varsity.
I primarily play guard when playing basketball. Not really a shooting guard but in that position, more of a deep penetrating guard that loves shooting from the corners. I like to drive the baseline too, as that is where you get manhandled and can hand out some elbows along the way.
The other new guys and I were getting used to each other so we tried all the drills just so we would know how each other handled the ball. We practiced faking each other doing double pumps and any other tricks we knew. The first skirmish with the varsity was fun. We were considered the third team so the varsity had already played fifteen minutes against the second team. We were fresh and already clicking pretty well. We kept making them make mistakes, stealing the ball and fast breaking for an easy lay up. Our key forward and our center kept feeding me the ball when I was set up in the corner. I went five for seven over there but was called on a charging foul when I drove the baseline. It wasn't charging as far as I was concerned because the defender came into me while I was moving toward the basket, my lane. We did fifteen minutes and stomped them twenty to nine. The next skirmish the coaches mixed up the second and third teams and we didn't do well that way. No one knew how the other played.
Basketball season is busier than football. Basketball often had two games a week plus practices every day. Finding time for classes, studying and food is a chore. Now put washing clothes into the mix and there just isn't enough time. I used three dollars a week of my athletic allowance to have my laundry done. That left seven dollars for pencils, paper and the occasional snack. Sometimes I would get a letter from home with a ten or twenty tucked in, so there were times when I was flush, just not often.
Sarah and I ate together daily. On weekends we were together almost all day except for practice and games. We were able to use Mandy's apartment fairly often as long as Mandy and Adrian were an item, which seemed to be a lock.
Christmas.
I didn't have the cash to go home for Christmas. The folks didn't have it either this year. Farming sometimes didn't pay a lot of cash. So I planned on staying on campus. Adrian and Sarah were getting ready to be picked up by their folks for the holidays. Sarah wanted me to come with them but I said that invitation would have to be from her folks after they met me. Adrian said he wasn't looking forward to his folks finding out about me but Sarah was insistent that I was going to be introduced.
Adrian and I were in Sarah's dorm lobby when Adrian's Dad came in. About six four probably two seventy-five, really big. When their Mom came in, it was a senior version of the Sarah. A queen sized tall luscious buxom lady, wow.
Sarah appeared about the same time so the four of them were hugging and talking all at once. Sarah pulled back, took me by the hand and shoved me in front of her folks.
"Mom, Dad this is Chuck Johnson the boy I've told you about. Chuck my Mom and my Dad."
I reached out with my hand toward Sarah's Dad. The scowl on his face would undo the Mona Lisa. Her Mom was doing an "Oh" with her hand to her mouth.
Adrian came to the rescue. He stepped to my side, put his arm around my shoulder and said, "This is the guy that help me score a bunch of points this season. Best downfield blocker we had. He's a good guy, a real gentleman."
Dad's frown lessened a little. Mom's "Oh" closed. But my hand didn't get a shake. Sarah took it and held on. "Guess we have to go Chuck. See you in a couple of weeks." She kissed me on the cheek. Adrian shook my hand. Mom was recovering from another "Oh" attack and Dad's frown was becoming permanent.
The Christmas break was great. I slept and ate and slept and ate. I finished a big paper that was scheduled for second semester. I read all my texts for the second semester as well. I ate and I slept. Of course there was still practice for those who stayed on campus. The second week everyone playing basketball had to be back as we were hosting a holiday tournament. Four games in five days but I didn't get to see any floor time as I was only a freshman. Just feed me all that good food, I'll play along and wait.
When Sarah came back, Adrian came up to my room to get me. Sarah was waiting for me in the lobby. I expected her to jump in my arms or something but she looked a little sad and said let's go to the dining hall and talk. Adrian came along.
We three were sitting and eating when Sarah calmly said, "We have to break up, I can't go with you anymore."
Adrian jumped in, "It's not her fault. Dad said he would pull her from school if he finds out she were still seeing you. I'm sorry Chuck; I did everything I could. Mom even came around but not Dad. He's just too old to know us kids feel different about race. He didn't believe me when I told him how mixed races got along down South."
Tears were streaming down Sarah's face. "I have to do what he says or I won't be able to graduate from school. My scholarship is only academic and my room and board are not covered. Dad pays for that. Chuck, I don't know what to do. I want to be with you but I have to obey my Dad."
I was choked up some too and I didn't know what to say. "Thanks for taking up for me Adrian. Sarah we'll be through with school in a couple of years, if it's meant to be, we'll be there for each other."
"I guess that's all we can do Chuck. I'm going to miss you. I'm going to miss studying with you. I think you were responsible for my good grades last semester. Adrian, do you think we could still study together? We wouldn't be studying at Mandy's just the library. That way you would know we were not alone together," Sarah pleaded.
"You can try that but you have to be careful," Adrian said. "Dad has too many friends here that will know if Chuck is walking you back to the dorm and stuff. You guys can't eat together every day either. I'll invite Sarah to eat with me once or twice a week and you can eat with us then Chuck. We'll just have to see how it works out. If Dad gets wind of something going on, he's going to be pissed."
The next day during practices Adrian and Sarah were watching from the bleachers. The coaches had the JV scrimmaging with the varsity. With some luck I was now a first-five starter on the JV. The JV was putting it to the varsity. We were breaking up their plays, stealing the ball, and scoring at will. On three consecutive plays I did a pick on a defender then set up in the corner to receive a pitchout. All three were swishers, all net. The next time we did the same play I easily passed to a driving forward who had an easy lay up attracting a foul on the way. We were slaughtering them and getting a little cocky. We were in the defensive end of the court in a zone when a senior forward made a slow sloppy pass smack in front of me. I easily pushed the ball forward to break down the court. Our point guard broke in front of me so I pitched him the ball at just the right time for him to leap and stuff it. I had slowed after passing the ball off and at that split second an elbow hit the base of my skull.
Lights out! I came to on a training table choking from the smelling salts under my nose. What a headache, my vision was blurry and my arms and legs felt like lead. A student trainer was trying to help me sit up telling me what had happened. Seems a senior varsity back up player was pissed I showed him up so easily and laid me out for my effort. The head coach came over to me and told me there would be no revenge on my part. He would take care of the guy who gave me the cheap shot. He complimented me on the JV's play and left.
Funny how those guys are so sweet when they recruit you but become so distant as soon as you show up for that first practice. It took me an hour to get my feet under me, take a shower then dress. When I walked out of the locker room Adrian was standing there waiting.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Got my bell rung pretty good," I smiled.
"Shit, you round ball guys are worse than football. You guys are rough under the basket and that guy just ran up and leveled you with his elbow. You hit your head when you fell but it looked like you were already out," Adrian was saying.
"You want to eat before the table closes?" he asked.
"Yeah, I better. You eat yet?" I asked.
"I was waiting to see how you made out. Sarah left to eat and go to study. She has quizzes tomorrow," he was telling me as we walked to our cafeteria.
After supper I didn't feel like I could study so I went up to my room. Adrian followed and kept asking about my condition. I seemed to be okay and told him so. He said he was going to go tell Sarah that I was okay and left. I crashed without cracking a book.
At six thirty, my usual time to get up, Adrian was standing over my bunk giving me a shake. "Come on, let's get breakfast and see how you're doing."
I groggily did the triple-S and went to the table with Adrian. Sarah met us outside with a concerned smile on her face. "I know how to take you out now, just a quick elbow to the head," she said touching my head where I had been hit. I also had a goose egg on my forehead from hitting floor as well.
We ate then Adrian went off to do whatever. Sarah and I stayed till twenty to eight then left for our first classes. Thank goodness no one asked me any questions the entire day. I didn't seem to have a good grasp of what was going on at all. All the Profs seemed to be giving us hardly anything to study so I knew I would be able to catch up that evening with my reading.
At practice the coaches and trainers checked me over and wouldn't let me dress. I had to sit around the coaches offices then get examined by the school physician. The doc gave everyone shit for not sending me to the hospital yesterday. He said I had class something or other concussion and would be out for a minimum of a week. He gave me a paper to show my Profs about my condition and to excuse any inattention in class. My problem wasn't inattention; it was focus and concentration on what was being lectured.
That evening, after supper, Sarah and I studied at the library and I seemed to able to concentrate pretty well. She said we needed to have a talk tomorrow, Friday, and she said she would meet me for supper where we could talk.
Friday was early supper as there was a game. The JV would play before the varsity so I wanted to be there to watch even if I couldn't play. Sarah was there without Adrian when I got there. While eating Sarah said we couldn't continue to just be study buddies and we both needed some friendly companionship.
"I don't know what you're saying," I asked confused.
Sarah frowned a little then said, "We can't meet or do anything or Dad will take me out of school. I need companionship. I want to at least date. You need someone too."
"Well yeah, I know I'd like for us to do more but we can't right now. At least till I can convince your Dad that I'm an okay guy," I said.
"That's not what I'm saying Chuck, I want to go out with someone," Sarah told me looking down at her plate. "Since it can't be you, I'm going to go out with one of the guys from the football team, one of Adrian's friends."
What do you say to that? I didn't know what to say or do. Sarah looked up at me with a determined look, moisture in her eyes. "I still really do care for you Chuck. I'm just lonely, you know."
I nodded thinking 'you ain't lonely, you're just horny.' That's about all I could figure out to do, just think. I leaned back in my chair looking at Sarah trying to figure out what to say.
"Hey, mind if we, ah, join you?" Adrian was standing next to the table with the tall cheerleader, Misty.
"Sit Adrian. Thanks for coming Misty," Sarah said.
Now I was really confused. "You going out with Misty?" I asked Adrian.
"Shit no!" he exclaimed while being whacked in the arm by his sister.
"Watch your mouth," Sarah said.
Misty sat next to me and put her hand on my arm, "I'm here to take you to the basketball game. Considering your head, you need a care taker for a bit and I volunteered."
I smiled at Misty then looked at Sarah with a questioning look.
"Try this and see how it works. Give this a try. I'll see you Sunday at the library and we'll talk about it some more," Sarah said trying not to look me in the eye but grabbing Adrian's arm while getting up.
"You two have a good time tonight, huh Chuck? Huh Misty?" Adrian said frowning as he left.
Misty patted my arm again. "I'm good company, besides I've been waiting for you to come to your senses and ask me out."
"I thought freshmen were kind of taboo to you guys - upper-class cheerleaders I mean," I asked still a little confused over what had just happened.
"Trust me Chuck, you have made a name for yourself on the football team as well as playing basketball." Misty was smiling, "you're not looked at as a freshman but a team member. I'm the one that's lucky to hang out with you. Besides, I'm only a sophomore."
"Come on, let's go watch the JV game and see how they do without you," Misty said getting up to leave.