Oh How Things Change Pt. 03

Chapter 1 and 2 are important for background. I invite you to read those before continuing Chapter 3

When she woke up on Friday morning Hannah found her daughter already awake. Courtney was down stairs singing, dancing and fixing breakfast.

Courtney had no idea that Sean was fucking her mother or that her mother knew that Sean had fucked her last night. Hannah smiled at her daughter, "Someone is in a good mood this morning."

Courtney laughed, 'It's a good life, mom. What's not to be happy about?"

Hannah started dancing along, knowing that the same majestic cock that had her daughter on cloud nine had kept her there all week too. Courtney laughed and got her phone and showed her mom a couple of funny dances on tik toc. The two decided they would spend their day learning one or two of the dances and making fun tik tocs. A couple of times during the day Courtney snapped a pic of her and Hannah and Sean laughed, knowing that he had the two women just about where he wanted them. He had all of the dirt on Mark, the next on his list was that prick Scott. Scott needed to be broken.

Sean hopped in his jeep and headed for the small college town where Scott played football. He knew a couple of guys on his team from the local area so he thought he'd go check things out. When he walked into the athletic building he found the Athletic Director and the football coach. They both recognized him when he gave them his name. He asked if he could use their field to kick a bit since it had Collegiate Goal Posts which were a bit narrower than the high school posts he had at home. He needed to kick and sweat and come up with a plan.

The coach was thrilled to have a D1 athlete train at the school, he could use that for recruiting. He quickly agreed to grab footballs and set him up at the field. He even called a couple of the local high school kickers and their little brothers to come kick and ball retrieve. Sean got to the stadium, a small stadium. At capacity it held 6,000, much smaller than Lane Stadium where Sean played his home games with a capacity of just about 66,000. There was a running track around the field and the lighting was minimal. However, it was natural grass and had the correct size goal posts. Sean went into the locker room to change. Scott and a couple of his teammates were in the locker room talking about a party that night. Information Sean would use to his advantage.

The guys didn't see Sean until Sean wanted them to. He made sure to walk near them naked other than some compression shorts. Even as guys the two teammates had to admire the physique that Sean had worked to build. Scott, slyly even tried to see Sean's size in his shorts, always the comparison. Scott stood and walked up to Sean, "What the fuck are you doing here, Little?"

Sean smiled, "Closest place to home with natural grass and collegiate posts. What's wrong Scottie, old teammates aren't welcome? Your AD and Coach Watson seemed to be very welcoming.

One of the other guys in the group, "Little, kicking. Wait, Sean Little, you kicked the field goal in the state championship game, right?"

Sean nodded, "That was me."

Scott turned with fire in his eyes, "Only after I fucking drove us the length of the field to set the kick up, and it was a bad snap, and I was the holder."

The other two laughed at their friend, "Sounds like someone is a little TOO sensitive." Hey Sean, where did you end up going to school?

Sean showed the Maroon and Orange Nike training shorts with the prominent VT on the left leg. "I'm a Hokie."

The others asked questions about life at a D1 school, travel, training, and hot women. Sean answered slowly and truthfully, while being a bit deliberate because every word made Scott fume. After a few minutes Sean took his leave and headed out to begin his workout. The other three followed him out of the locker room.

"Scott, he seems like a cool dude. Definitely not the kicker geek you describe him as."

Scott turned on his friend and his eyes blazed with the fires of hell. "Fuck you, if you want to get one goddamn pass thrown your way all season, you will shut the fuck up."

They made it to the field and saw Sean running a 400. Their coach and the AD were up in the press box enjoying the show. A couple of high school kickers did show up and Sean helped them with their steps and plant foot. By this time Scott and his two friends had gathered under the shade of a training tent and watched. Scott seethed with rage. Every kick that Sean hit sounded like a thunderbolt and everyone was blown away. Scott turned a deep red, here was this fucking nobody stealing his limelight again.

Scott's girlfriend Tiffani soon arrived. A beautiful young lady, 20 years old, raven hair, a deep dark island skin (her mother was from Hawaii) and in the summer she turned this beautiful deep bronze, with brown eyes and raven hair. If that didn't get your attention then the dimples and bright smile would. If that failed to grab your attention then the 36D natural tits on her slender frame definitely did. 'Who's the kicker?" she asked as she walked over to the group of guys.

One of Scott's buddies said, 'That is Sean Little in the flesh."

Tiffany looked at the tall, broad shouldered Adonis - who had shed his shirt in the afternoon heat, "That's the fucking nerd who stole your glory in the state finals? The kid you and your friends bullied and beat the hell out of?"

Scott's eyes glared at his other buddy when he said, "Yep, one in the same. Came here because we are the closest natural grass field with college goal posts to home. Guess he came home for the summer."

Scott's words spit from his mouth, "He came home to fucking torment me, then he followed me here to do the same thing."

By this time everyone had left the heat except for Sean. He was wrapping up, collecting balls and had just finished an 800 when Scott cut in front of him.

"Listen Twat - get the fuck off of my campus," Scott hissed with Tiffani right behind him.

Sean smiled a disarming smile, "Make me. Actually, I thought I'd stick around a night or two. I didn't realize how much fun it was to coach kids. They are going to come back tomorrow."

"No, the fuck they aren't. You aren't staying and you sure as fuck aren't coming back tomorrow." Scott stepped forward ready to fight when Tiffani grabbed him and whispered just loud enough that only he could hear, "Don't do it, you will ruin your life here, the AD and Coach are in their office looking out here right now."

Sean kept that smile, "Fine," he said but now there was a twinkle in his eye. "So, oh stud quarterback, you think what I do is so fucking easy then I'll make you a deal. You make ONE thirty yard field goal in FIVE attempts and I will pack my shit and go."

Scott sneered, "That's it? One fucking field goal. DEAL" " but if I make three you leave here and you go pack your pansy ass up and head back to wherever the fuck you came from." He ripped the holder out of Sean's hands and told Tiffani and Sean to bring 5 footballs and told his friends to get under the uprights to officiate.

The first kick had enough leg, but was wide left. Kick two he scuffed and it rolled while Tiffani laughed. This pissed him off worse. The third kick hit sailed left again. Kick 4 was a low line drive that hit the goalpost and bounced out, leaving both friends giving the standard 'NO GOOD' wave off. Kick 5 left his foot perfectly and Scott started to celebrate, but he had over corrected and the kick hit the right upright and bounced out.

Sean softened his tone and stuck out his hand, "Not as easy as it looks, but that was a great effort."

Scott slapped his hand away, "Fuck you, pussy boy." This time the fight was really about to happen when the two friends ran up and stood between them. "Scott! They yelled, what the fuck is your problem. You are going to throw everything away over a missed field goal, a made field goal. Dude, get your shit together." Scott's temper fumed. This time, my choice of a contest, you win, you get to stay."

Tiffani rolled her eyes as Sean just winked at her. "Scott, it seems as if I have all the cards, actually every card. I'm not playing your two year old games. Grow the fuck up."

Scott screamed, "You aren't fucking staying here, pussy."

Sean turned, "In the words of Doc Holliday, "I'm your huckleberry." Sean put his hands up, "Fine, let's have some fun. A friendly wager, 5 contests. You win three and I leave." Tiffani piped up, and he gets your car hotshot"

Scott had lost his reason. "That's a bet, but I pick the contests and no pussy ass kicking games and I get the truck."

Sean had set the hook. "Well, I can't do the Jeep, its part of my NIL deal, but since I don't pay for tuition, housing, books, food, clothing I have saved up some cash. So, let's make it interesting. I have 3 grand in the Jeep. You win, it's yours and I'm gone." Scott was getting ready to jump at this deal when Sean's eyes turned that cold gray that they have done more and more lately, "Just one small problem,I have no idea what you have that I could want. I have the nicer car as you have said, I have the D-1 scholarship, I kicked the game winning field goal, the only money you have is daddy's."

Tiffani stepped forward, 'Me."

Sean looked her up and down, stopping on her massive tits straining against her sports bra. She went on, "I've seen you looking, you win you get one night with me."

Ego's, Sean thought. "You have yourself a deal."

Scott had already been coming up with contests, he had no doubt that he would win. "Deal - Little you are a fucking kicker, I'm a starting fucking quarterback, I will beat your ass as bad in this competition as we did that night at my house when even my mom laughed her ass off at you, fucking Loser."

Sean smiled a confident smile as he thought, "She ain't laughing now, frat boy." He almost said it out loud but stopped himself. "Name your events."

Scott started, "Long Throw, Pass Accuracy, NFL Combine bench press, Combine Broad Jump, and then the 40 yard dash."

Sean smiled, "In that order?"

Scott nodded as he spun the football in his hand. Sean's eyes looked like a snake about to strike, "We are burning daylight, dude."

The first two contests were won by Scott, though not by as much as he had hoped. The bench press was next so they headed into the weight room. Sean wanted to keep Scott pissed off, "Not sure if you D-2 boys study the combine much but this is 225 for as many reps until failure."

Scott dripped Venom, "I know the rules, I'm winning so I have honors."

He jumped onto the bench and began to push the weight up. He finally racked the bar after 18 full reps. He was counting the cash in his head when Sean dropped to the bench. He hit 18, then 19, then 20, then 21 before he racked the weight. Disbelief was on everyone else's face.

Scott knew that he had him at the broad jump. He outjumped everyone in the program, and if he didn't win that he would win the 40, he was the fastest athlete on his team. Scott growled, "I'm still up 2-1 so I still get honors. 3 jumps, best jump qualifies." Sean nodded.

Scott jumped first and went out to a little over 9 feet, Sean followed and intentionally kept short of Scott's mark. Scott's second jump was a little worse and again Sean kept his shorter. Finally the third jump and Scott went 9'8" - Tiffani squealed, it was over. Then Sean jumped 10'2" it wasn't close.

Tiffani got nervous but Scott smiled, 'Babe, I'm the fastest guy on the team here. No way a fucking kicker beats me in the 40."

Sean finally spoke, "I don't trust you to time, so this shit is head to head. Like the old days drag racing for pink slips. Tiffani can start us, your bros hold the finish line"

Scott agreed. "Prepare to get embarrassed just like all of those mad dog sprints back in the day."

Sean said nothing, just thought to himself, "much has changed since those days."

Tiffani did a proper track start, "Runners to your mark, set, GO!"

Sean beat Scott easily. As he crossed the finish line Scott began to scream, "I slipped on the start, that's a false start and we have to race again."

Sean chuckled, 'Your funeral, bub. It's going to be a blast fucking your girl until the entire campus hears her screaming my name."

Scott lost it. "Fuck you, no way you beat me. Best out of 3."

Sean winked at him, further infuriating him, "No, the first to three wins, best of 5. You win 3 and I up it to 5 grand, I win three straight, you have to watch me fuck your lady."

Scott screamed, "You can't beat me pussy, DEAL"

The next race Sean won as well, Scott screamed, "That's only one, the first one was a do over."

The next race Sean won as well. He looked at Sean, 'This is your last out. You kneel and concede and I will leave your campus."

Scott saw red as Sean knew he would, "Kneel, you'd like that pussy, you may suck dick, but I don't"

Sean was now just having fun. He let Scott lead for the first 10 or 15 meters, but then his long athletic strides ate up ground like a thoroughbred on a track. Leaving Scott defeated and winded. Tiffani screamed in agony and Scott lunged at her, "Stupid bitch, this is your fault for upping the wager. I'm not watching your whore ass fuck this bitch boy."

Sean leaned in close. "A deal is a deal you prick. You will watch, or I will beat your ass unconscious and fuck her anyway." Sean laughed and walked over to Tiffani. "Sorry Tiff, but I'm afraid I have to ruin you."

Tiffani scowled, "I've heard that you are a limp dick pussy, I doubt I will know you are in you fucking virgin."

Sean looked at Scott's buddies, 'Thanks for playing along fellas, see you in the morning, I have some things to attend to."

They looked at Scott, "Dude, that's our apartment, what the fuck are we supposed to do."

Scott's head was lowered, 'Go to your girlfriends or stay and listen in, I don't fucking care anymore."

Sean led them to the truck and ushered them inside while the two buddies put the balls away. They drove in silence to Scott's apartment and headed inside. Once inside Sean pushed Tiffani up against the wall and kissed her just as he had done to Scott's mom and like Scott's sister had done to him. She tried to push him away but couldn't succeed, it didnt take long for him to break her will and she started kissing him back. Scott was in a daze and did nothing to try to stop it. He walked into the shower and turned on the water. Sean moved Tiffani to the couch as they continued to make out until Sean heard the water turn off and Scott walk slowly into his bedroom.

Sean got a dining room chair and some rope from his truck and headed into Scott's room. "Sit your fucking ass in the chair, Loser." Sean was surprised that this came from Tiffani. 'Pathetic, bitch boy kicker, little geek, I can win this baby. You are so full of shit, I hope you enjoy the show. He may be a tiny dicked piece of shit but I'm going to give him the time of his life."

Scott was wrapped in a towel and Sean shoved him into the chair and began to tie his feet to the chair and his hands to the chair arms.

Sean was going to enjoy this and his nice guy act was over. He stood in front of Scott and pulled down his shorts, leaving his long, thick cock into the air. Tiffani actually licked her lips, "Well it might be limp for now, but that's not little"

Sean took off her exercise pants and sports bra and began to devour her tits. Squeezing and sucking, first one then the other. They were huge and firm and truly stunning to look at. As dark as her island tan was, there were few tan lines on her stunning tits. Her stomach was trim and firm and she had just a tiny patch of dark hair above her pussy. Sean towered over her as he put his hand to her throat and the other in her pussy and kissed her. There was nothing loving or gentle about this, this was about breaking her boyfriend.

Scott wanted to turn away but he couldn't, he tried to close his eyes but each one of his girl friend's moans forced his eyes open. Moans that he knew so well, groans that he had memorized, but some growls and grunts that she had never made before. One finger, two fingers plowed inside of his girlfriend, his own cock began to get hard. The humiliation overcame him. His nemesis was with his girl and he was getting turned on by it. Sean began to get hard and Scott's humiliation was even more apparent. Not only was the pussy boy with his woman, but his cock was bigger too. This only made his own dick grow more.

Sean broke his attention on Tiffani long enough to look his way, 'Enjoying the show, bub?"

Tiffani panting after Sean's fingers had forced two or three orgasms from her, 'Jesus Christ, are you some kind of weird ass pervert, baby? I think I like this, my little boy."

Sean moved behind Tiffani and bent her forward, her hands on Scott's knees, her faces just inches from his. Again, there was no love here so Sean moved his large cock with that pronounced ridge up and down her dripping slit and plunged balls deep with one thrust. The breath ripped from her and she pitched forward almost causing the chair to tip backwards.

This was not sex, this was not making love, this wasn't even fucking. This was an apex male breeding with an alpha female. This was Wild Kingdom fucking. When Tiffani would lower her head, Sean would pull it back with that raven hair forcing her to look her boyfriend in his eye. In truth she was barely present, her pussy stuffed, her cervix being pummeled and orgasm after orgasm ripping through her body. The animal in her had taken over. Scott's erection, though much smaller than Sean's, was standing at attention through the towel just below her. She moved her hand to brush against it as she thought about sucking her boyfriend off. As she was lowering her head, Scott came with a loud grunt and groan all over her face. Tiffani kissed him, forcing him to eat his own cum and then started berating him, 'Pathetic, a real man is fucking my brains out, and you cum without even touching me." Every word was staccato and breathless because she was bent over being railed. This just drew out Scott's humiliation even longer. After the cum shot, Sean began to jackhammer the big titted cheerleader. Leaving her gasping and whining screaming her pleasure loud enough for everyone to hear. She didn't care, she was past the point of caring who heard and who knew.

To Scott it seemed like forever, to Tiffani it seemed over too soon, but to Sean it was just right. She was ruined and Scott was broken. She felt the change in pace, "Not in me baby, not in me, on me, please." Her please turned into a scream as the final orgasm was ripped from her body. Sean pulled her hips close and filled her as he had filled Hannah and Courtney.

Scott sat and stared, Tiffani turned and knelt to suck this magnificent tool that had just given her out of the world pleasure. She cleaned this man up and then stood and asked, "Would you help me for a minute, I think Scott needs to lie down."

Sean helped her untie him and lead him to bed. As she placed him in bed she crawled up him and lowered her freshly fucked pussy to her boyfriends face. "Baby, be a good boy and clean mommy up."

Sean smiled, kissed her as Scott began to eat her pussy to one final orgasm. He dressed and left and headed to the hotel knowing that another one of the Thomas family had been brought to their knees. That just left Mark.

The next day, Sean went to campus again but this time there was no Scott to be found. Tiffani showed up as he was ending his workout and followed him into the locker room where she showered with him, led him to a bench and had him lay down.

She knelt and sucked his cock until it was hard and then straddled him and dropped her pussy over his incredible shaft. He began to say something but she put her finger to his lips, "Consider this a thank you, we are even."