The Quarterback's Little s****r - Sex Stories

The Quarterback's Little s****r

... now? Sure enough, as halftime ended Brad ran out of the tunnel with his helmet on. He was going to play. He looked shaky as he lined up for his first snap. This time, seeing him on the field felt a little different. They were coming from behind and her b*****r wasn't just a quick substitution; he was meant to be the solution. He handed the ball off twice and they still had a few yards to get the first down. It looked like they were keeping the ball out of the air and in the unknown hands of her b*****r. But when they lined up and Brad called for the ball, he dropped back to pass it. Emily held her breath the whole time. 'Pass it Brad...!' she screamed inwardly. ... COME ON PASS IT! And then he did. It was a beautiful throw - a bullet right across the middle. The receiver was brought down right away but well beyond the first-down line. The whole crowd cheered; Emily and her parents were locking arms and jumping up and down. He'd done it, she was so proud. After that, Brad was everything he needed to be. They didn't do anything too crazy, and he was obviously playing pretty safe, but in no time they were near the end zone and Emily was clenching her mom's arm tight until he threw a perfect pass to the back corner for a touchdown. Emily felt like she knew exactly why girls were so drawn to quarterbacks in that moment. Here she was screaming like a complete fool and jumping up and down in her team sweatshirt, yelling her b*****r's name and practically in tears. Damn does he look ...

... good in that uniform, Emily thought as he trotted off the field to let the kicking team on. The rest of the game was a haze. So excited to see her b*****r finally playing as she was, Emily almost couldn't handle it that he was leading them to a win. When the final second ticked off the clock and it was her b*****r holding the ball, she giggled outright as he threw the ball up in the air in his excitement. The team all rallied and celebrated on the field and her f****y was allowed to walk-on while the rest of the crowd shuffled out of the stadium. Brad hugged their mom and dad and then picked Emily up and spun her around in a circle. Emily could feel the sweat on his pads and the heat radiating from him until he set her down with a huge smile. "I think it was all because of the shoulder massage Em," he said, "this ball's for you." Emily felt him push the ball into her midsection like she had the water bottle into him the day before. "You were so awesome b*o," Emily praised, "but you better take this thing back before somebody tries to tackle me." "You mean like me!" He said, bending down to grab her waist and picking her up again, slinging her over his shoulder like it was nothing. Emily screamed and kicked but he didn't set her down until he'd made her sufficiently dizzy. Their parents looked on and laughed the whole time. Emily saw her b*****r's girlfriend looking at them from afar, clearly displeased that she wasn't getting all the attention. It gave Emily an odd sense of ...