Chapter 11 by wit1

Who gets the ball?

Marcus

“Hmmm!” Marcus started as the ball bounced up into his hands. You closed in as he started to dribble. He quickly picked it up and passed the ball before you could get to him. Shannon was guarding Tom closely, but the redhead was able to tip it towards Larry. He used his greater height to get a clear shot at the basket. It clanged off the rim and headed towards the free throw line. Both you and Marcus raced for it. He got there before you, but you weren’t able to stop in time to avoid hitting him. You started to call out that you had fouled him, but he hadn’t slowed down as he laid the ball into the basket.

“Ball in.” He called out as he grabbed the ball from the bottom of the net. After a single bounce it landed in Cindy’s hands. He then reached down and picked you up with ease. He held onto your waist longer than he needed to in order for you to get your feet under you. You probably should have said something, but it felt so good. Besides, it had no effect on the game play. Still between Larry and the basket, Cindy drove for the basket. Shannon was still between Tom and the basket, effectively blocking him out. While Marcus may have been able to cut off Cindy, he seemed content to let it play out. Cindy pulled up and shot it. Larry wasn’t able to stop in time and ran into the blonde. Cindy didn’t say anything about it as the ball rolled around the rim before falling through.

Larry grabbed the ball as came out the bottom and dribbled to the free throw line. Cindy was only about half way back to the free throw line, but called out that the ball was in play. She jumped up as he lobbed the ball towards the basket. It as arced through the air you realized that Marcus was no longer standing next to you. It was an easy lay-up. He tipped it to you as it emerged from the bottom of the net.

“Ball in.” he called out. You were still standing in the lane under the basket as Marcus gave you the ball. You quickly dribbled to the side of the court. You had been almost too close to the basket to have a good shot. And you weren’t sure about whether or not you were supposed to take it back to the 3-point circle. Besides, Marcus looked ready to pounce if you took a shot. Tom took a swipe at you as you passed. It was only a half hearted attempt as he had to back off in order to keep covering Shannon as she moved through the lane. As you turned, you saw that Marcus was just outside the lane. You took a couple steps in to get to a shot you were more comfortable with. It wasn’t even close.

“HEY!” Shannon shouted as Tom gave her a hip check as he pulled in the rebound. Already to the free throw line, Tom held out the ball for the redhead to take as she passed. At the top of the key, she turned and threw the ball to you. Marcus closed but by the time he reached you, the ball was back in the hands of Shannon who had an easy lay-up.

Grabbing the ball from the net, Tom tossed it to Marcus. You slipped around him before indicating that he should play on. After a quick head fake, he tossed it back to Tom. You moved with Marcus as he went to the basket. All you could do was watch him take the ball from the net as Tom was able to get past Shannon for a clear shot.

Marcus was on you tight as he handed you the ball. You backed off to the free throw but the big man followed you. Looking at Shannon, you tossed the ball to Cindy. The blonde yelped as it hit her in the chest. She was still rubbing her boobs as Larry picked up the loose ball and scored off a lay-up. She took a second hit to the chest as Larry tossed her the ball and called ball in. Cindy took the ball and threw it…HARD!

"CINDY!" Marcus hissed as the blonde threw the ball. Larry automatically ducked and watched the ball fly by. It probably wouldn't have hit him anyway. Distracted by the big man's warning to Cindy, you took the throw in the chest. This time you were the one who was rubbing your breasts as Marcus took the easy shot to tie the game.

"Ball in." Marcus called out as he tossed you the ball. He was moving in quickly. You had to get rid of the ball fast. You didn't want to risk having Cindy get even angrier and do something that might cost her a major forfeit. You passed the ball to Shannon. Unfortunately, Tom realized this and jumped the pass. You moved quickly to get between Marcus and the basket, but the big man was too close and easily shot over you to give the guys the lead.

Tom called the ball in and handed the ball to Shannon. With Marcus pressed tight against your backside, the redhead tossed it to Cindy. The blonde charged the basket. She either didn’t see Larry move to cut her off or just didn’t care. She drove her shoulder into his chest as she rose up to take the shot. At the start of her drive, you had shifted to the other side of the lane to get Marcus out of the way. You were in position grab the ball as Cindy’s shot flew over everything. The big man charged you. He leapt as you raised the ball. Throwing it to the floor you took a step to your left and several steps forward to get a very short and easy shot. Cindy grabbed the ball as it dropped out of the net.

“Ball in!” she called out as she tossed it high in the air. Larry grabbed it as it came down. Cindy was on him as he did. Cindy took a step to her right as Larry swung the ball that way. It gave him just enough room to drive for the basket. The blonde ran after him. She caught up with him just as he reached the basket. She slapped at the ball just as he leapt to take a shot. She was too late. The orange sphere flew unhindered from his hand, up and over the rim and through the net. Without the ball to stop it, Cindy’s hand continued on until it contacted the next closest object. Larry crashed to the floor, clutching at his groin.

“CINDY!” Marcus called out, “That was out of line.” The rest of you rushed to help Larry. Although the blow had hit a sensitive spot, it hadn’t caused any real damage. After a minute or so, you helped Tom lift him to his feet. The way he gave your breast a quick squeeze left no doubt he was okay.

“Does anyone disagree that that was a flagrant foul?” Marcus asked. Cindy started to protest, but the scowl on the big man’s face indicated he would not listen to her. She looked to the rest of you. Her eyes were pleading for help. None came. “Larry, as the injured party, you get to choose her forfeit.”

A smile appeared on Larry’s face. Cindy looked on nervously as his eyes moved up and down her figure. After a moment he spoke up.

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