The star quarterback shoved him so hard he fell flat on his butt, rolling onto his back as
he skidded across the shiny hardwood of the gym floor for a few feet, coming to rest flat
on his back, with his feet in the air. He could not have ended up in a more compromised
position. The rest of the "in-crowd" laughed like crazy, pointing and guffawing. Only
one person glared at the super-jock star of the high school, her hands on her shapely hips
showing both her anger and displeasure at his actions. As a couple, she as the head
cheerleader, and he as the star quarterback already invited to seven of the top universities
on a full ride athletic scholarship, they were the prima donnas of the school, deemed the
perfect couple by everyone.

Intensely embarrassed, Jeremy got back up, then immediately left the gym, not even
looking behind him as he hurried toward his worn-out wreck-of-a-car parked at the far
end of the parking lot. His hunk-of-junk car finally started after five grinding tries. One
more try and his battery would have been dead.

Back in the gym, Sindi was still glaring at her boyfriend. She and Corse had been
dancing cozily at the homecoming dance, the other couples and singles there envying
them both for their popularity, their incredible good looks, as well as their general good
fortune. He was obviously going places in the sports world, and her parents and
grandparents were richer than god.

"Whaaaaat? You never seen that stupid schmuck fall down before? Skidding on his ass
is his normal position! Back the-fuck off!" smirked Corse, his gleaming white teeth
twinkling behind his dark skin.

Fuming, Sindi turned on her heel and strode purposefully toward the door of the gym,
headed for her brand new red Volkswagen Bug convertible, an early graduation present
from her doting grandfather. This was not their first fight over her boyfriend's
egotistical, self-absorbed attitude.

Sindi was too angry to enjoy the Home Coming Dance any more, even if she was the
Queen of the ball, half of the Crown Couple of their high school Home Coming Dance.
Her absence would ruin her boyfriend's triumphal homecoming, and that gave her some
small measure of satisfaction.

"Awwww Fuck her and the donkey's ass she rode in on!" jibed her boyfriend, waving his
hand at her as though he was sending her off to purgatory. "She'll be crawling back in a
couple of minutes." He surreptitiously tipped his flask up and added a bit more vodka to
his punch. Then went back to telling dirty, racist jokes to his teammates and buddies.
The other guys didn't dare leave the rowdy group of seniors, they would have lost their
social standing if they protested his racism. Instead they laughed, though half-heartedly,
at his ribald, socially inept words.

******

Sindi smiled at him. "Hi Jeremy. You get home OK last Friday night?"

Jeremy heard her words, but automatically assumed they were not directed at him. After
all, the gorgeous sexy popular cheerleader Sindi had never before said a word to him.
'Must be for another Jeremy' he thought, still walking.

She put a hand on his arm. "Jeremy, you OK? I feel badly about what Corse said to you
and did to you last Friday night at the dance. He is such a cad."

Jeremy stood still, his mouth hanging open, staring at the most beautiful woman that had
ever talked to him. "Uh, uh, uh, yeah," he stammered. His face was as red as a fall
sunset.

"Can I buy you a Pepsi to make it up to you Jer?" Sindi asked earnestly.

"Me?" Jeremy asked, obviously not understanding what was going on.

Sindi pulled his arm and guided him into the mall soda shop. All heads turned to look at
the spectacle of the gorgeous cheerleader talking to the class klutz, and actually touching
him no less! She did not let the heat rising from around her blushing neck to deter her,
instead she firmly pulled his arm against the side of her breast and guided him toward a
seat at the counter, sitting beside him, even leaning slightly toward him, her shoulder
grazing his as they ordered, then sipped their sodas slowly.

It was obvious to everyone in the soda shop, from their laughter and increasingly
animated conversation, that they were enjoying their budding friendship.

Feeling overwhelmed by her beauty and her touches, Jeremy could not help the swollen
embarrassment that was filling his jeans. Sindy leaned over and whispered in his ear,
"Don't be embarrassed about your bonor, Jer, it is a very nice compliment to me. In fact,
lets go somewhere and let me help you out with that!" She giggled as she placed her
hand on his swelling.

They both drained their sodas with a single long suck and left together, she was again
holding his arm tightly against her firm breast. His erection was visible to everyone in
the mall as they walked to her car, scrambled in, and Sindi drove them to her home.
Sindi unashamedly fondled is crotch as she drove. Jer sat there, his mouth open as he
stared at the gorgeous woman that apparently was going to help him cum. Dared he hope
she would actually allow him to touch her breast? Suddenly, grunting loudly, he erupted
in his underwear.

Sindi giggled as she inhaled the scent of his expended sperm. "Don't worry honey,
before the night is over, your cock will have cum five more times! I am going to teach you to fuck me like I like it. I can already tell you that your cock is bigger than Corse's!

Lots bigger! Course that doesn't say much, if you consider that Corse has a tiny one!

But you have a very nice cock! I can hardly wait to have it inside me!"

Jeremy could not believe it! Was he really going to lose his cherry and actually get
fucked by a gorgeous woman! He was sure he was having one of his wet dreams. He
would wake up and have to clean up his sheets any moment now.

His cock was already swelling back to readiness! Sindi giggled again as she fondled his
returning horniness. "Something tells me you're going to be a great lover, hon!" she
sighed.

*****

She had no more than lead Jeremy into the foyer of her parent's house than she frantically
started stripping him. She pulled him into the family's laundry room with his turgid
penis, tossed his underwear into the washing machine, then lead him to her bedroom,
pushed him down on his back on her bed, and mounted him, her mouth open, her breasts
still encased in her cheerleader sweater and sports bra. She simply pulled her short dress
up, pulled the crotch panel of her undies to the side, and mounted his prick. She rode him
like a wild woman, soon cumming over and over as she moaned and mewled, mauling
her own breasts, humping his hips, swirling her hips to gain best effect of his rigid
thickness.

Jeremy watched her ecstasy as he tried to memorize every smell, sensation, sound, and
movement of his first fuck.

After her tenth or twelfth orgasm, a mesmerized Jeremy could not contain his own
orgasm any longer, and felt his cock suddenly fill her with his scalding liquid.

*****

"Now hon, this is how you strike," she said, showing him how to move his arms and fist
while moving his fist forward toward the punching bag. She slowly moved her own fist
forward and back several times, showing Jeremy how to rotate his fist as she extended
her arm. "Try it in slow motion ten or twelve times before you actually hit the bag, ok?"
Jeremy did as she instructed him.

"Yeah, just like that honey! Hey! You're a natural at this!" she chirped happily. "Now
go ahead and hit the bag with the flat of your knuckles. When you actually fight, you
should use the tips of your knuckles, but for now just work on hitting the bag flat like
this." Sindi showed him in slow motion, then stepped aside to give him a chance to try it.

Jeremy smacked the bag, making it swing wildly on its chain.Sindi stared at Jeremy. "Have you done this before hon?" she asked, her eyes wide as she stared at him. She put her hand on the punching bag to still its swinging.

Jeremy shook his head.

Sindi then showed Jeremy how to do a roundhouse kick, which he also picked up
instantly. Then she showed him how to kick straight forward, keeping his toes bent up.
Jeremy mastered that in a few short moments as well.

Curious, she lead him from the Dojo to the gym. She tossed him a basketball and told
him to dribble it.

"What does that mean, dribble" he asked sheepishly. Jeremy could have assembled a
computer with his eyes closed, or programmed an impossible subroutine in his sleep, but
sports mystified him. Sindi showed him how a person could bounce the ball and control
its bounce enough to keep it ahead of oneself as they made movements forward and
sideways on the gym floor. Amazingly, Jeremy also learned how to dribble quickly.

"Shoot a basket, Jer," she instructed him. "Just try to put the basketball through the hoop
by pushing it toward the basketball hoop with your hand."

"Can I use that white board behind it to bounce it off of?" Jeremy asked innocently.

"Ah, sure, but you don't have to if you don't want to. It counts either way. As long as
the ball comes down through the opening in the center, the basket counts." She stared at
Jeremy as he stood there gauging how far the basketball hoop was from where he stood.
It took him three tries to make the first basket, but Jeremy was soon hitting a respectable
percentage of his shots within minutes.

Sindi was astonished at just how coordinated Jeremy was, and how good his hand to eye
coordination was. She felt the familiar feeling of her growing wetness that seemed to
always occur when she was around a natural athlete. "God, honey, watching you do this
makes me horny! Lets go make love somewhere, OK?" Cindy massaged her breasts
slightly as she stared at Jeremy's crotch, her tongue between her teeth, her wetness
saturating her underwear.

Jeremy had totally fallen in love with his gorgeous partner in this incomprehensible relationship. That a spaz nerd could be with a sexy head cheerleader made no sense to anyone in the world, especially Jeremy, but it worked for Sindi right here, right now.

In their heat, they burst through the gym door, and ran smack into Corse.

Corse instinctively grabbed Jeremy by the scruff of the neck and lifted him from the ground. Jeremy, instinctively feeling protective of the woman he loved with all his heart, buried his fist in Corse's solar plexus. It was a perfect Karate strike.Corse crumpled to the floor, his hand slipping from Jeremy's clothing.

"OH GAWD I AM TURNED ON! FUCK!" screamed Sindi. She again grabbed Jeremy's hand and pulled him toward her car. They jumped in, Sindi instantly, frantically tearing her panties off, then scrambled onto Jeremy's lap, pulled her dress up, then plopped her crotch on the bulge in Jeremy's jeans. She ground her pussy unmercifully on his crotch, cumming in gushes and squirts in only a few seconds.

Jeremy's trousers were soaked front and back, the seat in her new car was saturated, and
her screams of ecstasy were audible for a block around. She pulled her sweater and
sports bra up, and shoved her delectable young firm titties into Jeremy's face, screaming
"CHEW MY NIPPLES! BITE MY TITS!"

Jeremy, as always, did as directed, covering her perfect orbs with bite marks and bruises.
Sindi's groans of pleasure and screams of orgasm continued until she finally passed out,
slumped over Jeremy's shoulders, nearly naked and visible to anyone walking by her car.

*****

Sindi's head was laying across Jeremy's chest after they had finished making love for
hours. "God your good in bed baby! I can't believe how lucky I am having you as my
lover!"

Jeremy grinned from ear to ear. He still wasn't sure how he had lucked out like this, but
he was pragmatic enough not to question fate.

"You know hon, I think you should go out for the basketball team. They need you.
Corse keeps screwing EVERYthing up. We are never going to have a winning season
with him as captain. His shooting percentage is WAY too low to justify his starting role.
The coach is just afraid of screwing up. Why don't you go out for the team and take
over, Jeremy? You could do it hon! Honest!"

Jeremy had no idea what had happened since he started dating Sindi, but every time he
did something she suggested, it seemed to come up roses for them.

"OK," he grunted.

"GAWD! I'm horny again. Fuck me again baby, fuck me deep and hard with your thick
white cock! Did I ever tell you yours is the first white cock I ever fucked? I fucked only
black guys until I fucked you. And baby, you're by far the best lover I have ever had!
Thinking of you pushing Corse out of the leadership of the basketball team makes me
WET! Fuck me hard and deep and chew my tits and bite my nipples Jer! Fuck me like
you own my cunt! Oh GAWD your white dick turns me on!"

Jeremy eagerly plunged into her saturated kitty and hammered her till she was blathering
incomprehensible nonsense.

*****

"Look you fucking bag of dog puke, we're going to fuck you up. You can count your
seconds till your dead, you fucking white nigger! You been fucking my girl and I ain't
going to put up with anyone doing that!"

Corse held the gun in his hand like he had seen the thugs on TV hold theirs, side ways.
Sindi started giggling.

The other men in the little impromptu gang looked at her, startled by her mirth at such a
heart stopping time. All of them were feeling their fear, their adrenaline pumping into
their veins like a flood along a river.

Sindi giggled again. "Hey guys! I tell you what, lets make a deal that is in EVERYone's
best interest. You all know this egotistical sack of bat shit has been using you for his
own selfish purposes your whole lives. I'll make you all a deal you can't refuse! All of
you beat the shit out of him tonight and then we will all go get a room and you can all
fuck me till you can't get it up any more! You can fuck me all weekend and Monday too
if you can still get it up!" She pointed at Corse as she smiled her most gorgeous and
winning smile. "Just fuck him up real bad first." She lifted her dress to show the guys
she was not wearing any underwear. In the glare of the streetlights, they could all see her
cunnie gleaming with wetness.

The guys started mumbling among themselves. But no one made the first move.
"I'll even let you fuck me up my ass, guys. Just fuck-up that loser first and then lets go, I
am getting wet just thinking of having all your cocks fucking me bareback!"

Sindi began caressing her breasts with one hand and diddling her clittie with the other as
she stared lustfully at the group of young men.

The sound of a fist hitting the side of Corse's handsome face was heard by all.

*****

Jeremy answered the telephone as he watched the news, even as he also chewed
methodically on his food. "Yeah?" Another Christmas alone, at home, with Chinese.
"Hi Jer. This is a voice from your past. Can you guess who I am?" The voice had a
slightly mechanical sound to it.

Jeremy thought back through the last twenty years. The voice reminded him of no one he
could think of. "Got no clue. Hell, I can't even tell if you're male of female."

There was a long silence. Jeremy thought he heard a small sob."Jer, this is Sindi. Do you remember me?"

Jeremy almost dropped the phone. "Sindi? Like the Sindi I fell in love with in high
school?"

A small sniffle. "Yes baby, the Sindi that loved you in high school."

"Wow, doesn't sound like you."

"Yeah, the bullet took out my larynx, as you know. This is an artificial larynx."

"My god! Where are you now honey?"

For several minutes, only sobs could be heard over the phone. Then, slowly, Sindi began
to speak again. "Jeremy, I am so sorry for getting you in the predicament that got us both
shot so many years ago. I am so sorry baby. But honey, can we just get together and see
if there is anything left between us? I know I want to try again. Do you feel anything in
your heart honey? I heard your wife passed on after cancer a year ago. I am so sorry
baby. Can we meet and talk? Just talk, and see what is still in us? Please Jeremy? It
would mean the world to me!"

Jeremy smiled for the first time in years. "There is nothing I would like better, Sindi," he
replied, hope in his heart for the first time in a very long time. "Lets have Christmas
dinner together honey," he said as tears coursed down his cheeks.