A Cheerleader's Culkold.
For a reader...
High School is a weird time in most peoples lives. Finding yourself, your wants, with a little bit of new found freedom to explore them. I was no different, but I think my High School experiences might be. I'm not exactly sure how some of these things came about, only where they led. I will just start from the beginning, that might be easier...
I was lucky enough, or cursed, with having a beautiful older sister. Popular, Captain of her cheer squad, an All American Sweetheart. As most HS Cheerleaders everywhere, she had her pick of boys, because they were all drawn to her. There is just something about them, I was just as guilty, I lusted after several of her Cheerleader friends, as well. I dreamed that I might of had a shot with some of them. I quickly found that some, just like the game of it. Some like to see how far they could push it. Some had a kinky side, but they were not the only ones.
I have to admit to spying on my sister from time to time, even from a young age. Her curves and breasts, so looked so lovely. I loved to watch her changing or just out of the shower. Sometimes, I think she knew it, too. I especially liked to watch when she was with her boyfriend. I would get so aroused seeing her suck him. I would watch and touch myself. I was always so horny. Now, flash forward a few years...
I guess my sister had told Chloe that I liked her. I was drawn to her, there is just something about the bad girls, isn't there? The problem was that Chloe had a boyfriend, a football player. I just so loved to be around her. She was so beautiful and such a flirt. She would sometimes run her hand over my crotch, knowing I was aching for her. "Do you like to watch?" she asked me. I think I knew what she meant right away, but couldn't say it. "What do you mean?" I responded shyly. "Do you want to watch my boyfriend and I fuck?" I could not believe it. Of course I did, but how? Thankfully, she did not wait for a response. She had already planned it all out.
When the time came, I hid in the closet as she had told me to. I had to wonder if my sister had told her about my watching her all thoee times before. Had she known? Had she known and let me watch anyways? I was nervous, even embarrashed, but horny desires make us do dumb things sometimes, especially for pretty girls. When he walked in, my eyes widened. It wasn't her boyfriend at all. It was a black boy, another boy from the team. She undressed him before me. Muscular, dark and strangly sexy. Pulling down his pants, I might of gasped. His cock was huge and heavy looking as it swung from side to side. She touched it lustfully. I think she even looked over to the crack in the closet door. He seemed confident and thrilled. She was so beauiful, He started to get hard. Fuck, she is looking right at me! With him facing the closet, she stroked him, making him rock hard. He got on the bed and she moved between his legs. She seemed to make sure I had a full view as she started to lustfullly lick and suck his cock's head and shafted, moaning and making sexy noises. I was rock hard, too. I rubbed myself through my pants, such a horny little pervert, but at that moment, I did not care. I heard her ask him if he was into threesomes. My heart stopped. She wasn't going to expose me, was she? Instead, she stood and undressed for him, for us. Without thinking, I moved my face closer to the crack in the door. Gosh, she was perfect! How lucky this guy was to get to touch her, I was so jealous!
He rolled over on top of her and buried his huge dick into her glistening pussy. As she moaned and clawed at his back, I rubbed my aching, edged dick. "Wait, wait, wait!" she said, pushing him off of her. She stood and moved to where I was watching. He knows your there, come out. I could not believe what was happening! "Yea, I know, come out." Yea, come out of the closet." I heard him laugh. I was so embarrashed and tried to hide my erection with my hands. "Watch me fuck her!" he said. I looked at her, her teased and tossed hair hanging over her eyes, she gave an erotic smile and bit her lower lip. She got on top of him and lowered her beautiful body down onto his cock. She rode him, up and down as I watched. Then she called out to me to join them. Quickly, I went to touch her, but she pushed my hand away. "Not me," she said, "him." I was confused, but it all was confusing. A spinning world of sex and sexy nude bodies. "You can touch him if you want, but you have to earn me." Dazed, I asked how. "Please me by pleasuring him." When he did not object, I think I beagn to realize that maybe they had planned this whole thing out in advance. "You can watch me fuck him, or you can join in," she said. I think two boys together is so sexy. It turns me on, it makes me want to do things." She looked into my eyes as she grinded on top of him. My cock raged for her. What was I willing to do for her, to be with her.
I touched his leg and she cried out, "Yes!" "Watch me fuck him." "Touch his balls for me!" Somehow, it seemed OK. Somehow, in the pursuit of her, anything was, OK. That was what I started to tell myself. "Touch his big balls!" "Yes, yes!" "Suck his balls!" I guess, I had fantasies. I had been turned on by cock. I had secretly wondered, even desired to suck cock, to know what it was like. Maybe, that is what made what happened next easier to give into. "Suck his balls or get out!" she demanded. Then, his voice, "Yea man , suck those balls!" Leaning towards them was both thrilling and nerve wracking. "Taste her pussy on my cock!" Oh my, yes, thank you! Sweet and sticky ass honey! I licked it off his balls, then off his shaft as it disappeared in andout of her. They both cooed in delight. It was all at once, erotic, sensual and submissive. Why did it turn me on so? I moved to despeartely put my mouth her, again she cried out, "Not Yet!" I sat and watched them fuck. Quickly returning to his big, black balls. She moaned out, then he did the same and filled her gorgeous, wet hole with his cum. Seeing them in the throes of orgasm, together. I was going out of my mind!
Breathlessly, she got off his cock and sat back on the bed. She opened her legs to show me her red, cum filled and abused pussy. "Now you can lick me," she said. I wanted to resist, I did. I guess I just wanted this more. I dove my face into her and licker her pussy as she giggled. "That's a good boy," she cooed. I licked her, I licked up their cum. I felt on the edge of orgasm. "That's enough for today, horny boy. Go stroke yourself off." I left and did exactly as she said. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, cock in hand, cum on my tongue, I shot the most amazing load, covering half the mirror.
Seeing her at school was an intoxicating mix of elation and fear. She simply asked if I was coming over again. All I could say was, "Yes," to whitch she said, "Good boy."
Funny thing is, is that it became so addictive. My obsession with Cheerleaders and the mean girl streak that they all seemed to have. A year after that first encounter, my girlfriend at the time only built apon it. However, truthfully, I loved it. How she would lure guys, usually younger over to fuck her, then adding that her boyfriend had to watch. My gosh, is that what happened to me? My girl would suck and ride cock, in her Cheerleader outfit, as I watched, knowing what was to come at the end. Some boys, so desperate to be with her, would consent to me sucking them. "Let him get you hard," she would say, "I like to watch." Submissively, I'd move between their legs as she wanted. I'd suck and lick them as she descibed... all for the pleasure of watching her get fucked. Watching her fuck everyone, it seemed, but me.
High School is a weird time in most peoples lives. Finding yourself, your wants, with a little bit of new found freedom to explore them. I was no different, but I think my High School experiences might be. I'm not exactly sure how some of these things came about, only where they led. I will just start from the beginning, that might be easier...
I was lucky enough, or cursed, with having a beautiful older sister. Popular, Captain of her cheer squad, an All American Sweetheart. As most HS Cheerleaders everywhere, she had her pick of boys, because they were all drawn to her. There is just something about them, I was just as guilty, I lusted after several of her Cheerleader friends, as well. I dreamed that I might of had a shot with some of them. I quickly found that some, just like the game of it. Some like to see how far they could push it. Some had a kinky side, but they were not the only ones.
I have to admit to spying on my sister from time to time, even from a young age. Her curves and breasts, so looked so lovely. I loved to watch her changing or just out of the shower. Sometimes, I think she knew it, too. I especially liked to watch when she was with her boyfriend. I would get so aroused seeing her suck him. I would watch and touch myself. I was always so horny. Now, flash forward a few years...
I guess my sister had told Chloe that I liked her. I was drawn to her, there is just something about the bad girls, isn't there? The problem was that Chloe had a boyfriend, a football player. I just so loved to be around her. She was so beautiful and such a flirt. She would sometimes run her hand over my crotch, knowing I was aching for her. "Do you like to watch?" she asked me. I think I knew what she meant right away, but couldn't say it. "What do you mean?" I responded shyly. "Do you want to watch my boyfriend and I fuck?" I could not believe it. Of course I did, but how? Thankfully, she did not wait for a response. She had already planned it all out.
When the time came, I hid in the closet as she had told me to. I had to wonder if my sister had told her about my watching her all thoee times before. Had she known? Had she known and let me watch anyways? I was nervous, even embarrashed, but horny desires make us do dumb things sometimes, especially for pretty girls. When he walked in, my eyes widened. It wasn't her boyfriend at all. It was a black boy, another boy from the team. She undressed him before me. Muscular, dark and strangly sexy. Pulling down his pants, I might of gasped. His cock was huge and heavy looking as it swung from side to side. She touched it lustfully. I think she even looked over to the crack in the closet door. He seemed confident and thrilled. She was so beauiful, He started to get hard. Fuck, she is looking right at me! With him facing the closet, she stroked him, making him rock hard. He got on the bed and she moved between his legs. She seemed to make sure I had a full view as she started to lustfullly lick and suck his cock's head and shafted, moaning and making sexy noises. I was rock hard, too. I rubbed myself through my pants, such a horny little pervert, but at that moment, I did not care. I heard her ask him if he was into threesomes. My heart stopped. She wasn't going to expose me, was she? Instead, she stood and undressed for him, for us. Without thinking, I moved my face closer to the crack in the door. Gosh, she was perfect! How lucky this guy was to get to touch her, I was so jealous!
He rolled over on top of her and buried his huge dick into her glistening pussy. As she moaned and clawed at his back, I rubbed my aching, edged dick. "Wait, wait, wait!" she said, pushing him off of her. She stood and moved to where I was watching. He knows your there, come out. I could not believe what was happening! "Yea, I know, come out." Yea, come out of the closet." I heard him laugh. I was so embarrashed and tried to hide my erection with my hands. "Watch me fuck her!" he said. I looked at her, her teased and tossed hair hanging over her eyes, she gave an erotic smile and bit her lower lip. She got on top of him and lowered her beautiful body down onto his cock. She rode him, up and down as I watched. Then she called out to me to join them. Quickly, I went to touch her, but she pushed my hand away. "Not me," she said, "him." I was confused, but it all was confusing. A spinning world of sex and sexy nude bodies. "You can touch him if you want, but you have to earn me." Dazed, I asked how. "Please me by pleasuring him." When he did not object, I think I beagn to realize that maybe they had planned this whole thing out in advance. "You can watch me fuck him, or you can join in," she said. I think two boys together is so sexy. It turns me on, it makes me want to do things." She looked into my eyes as she grinded on top of him. My cock raged for her. What was I willing to do for her, to be with her.
I touched his leg and she cried out, "Yes!" "Watch me fuck him." "Touch his balls for me!" Somehow, it seemed OK. Somehow, in the pursuit of her, anything was, OK. That was what I started to tell myself. "Touch his big balls!" "Yes, yes!" "Suck his balls!" I guess, I had fantasies. I had been turned on by cock. I had secretly wondered, even desired to suck cock, to know what it was like. Maybe, that is what made what happened next easier to give into. "Suck his balls or get out!" she demanded. Then, his voice, "Yea man , suck those balls!" Leaning towards them was both thrilling and nerve wracking. "Taste her pussy on my cock!" Oh my, yes, thank you! Sweet and sticky ass honey! I licked it off his balls, then off his shaft as it disappeared in andout of her. They both cooed in delight. It was all at once, erotic, sensual and submissive. Why did it turn me on so? I moved to despeartely put my mouth her, again she cried out, "Not Yet!" I sat and watched them fuck. Quickly returning to his big, black balls. She moaned out, then he did the same and filled her gorgeous, wet hole with his cum. Seeing them in the throes of orgasm, together. I was going out of my mind!
Breathlessly, she got off his cock and sat back on the bed. She opened her legs to show me her red, cum filled and abused pussy. "Now you can lick me," she said. I wanted to resist, I did. I guess I just wanted this more. I dove my face into her and licker her pussy as she giggled. "That's a good boy," she cooed. I licked her, I licked up their cum. I felt on the edge of orgasm. "That's enough for today, horny boy. Go stroke yourself off." I left and did exactly as she said. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, cock in hand, cum on my tongue, I shot the most amazing load, covering half the mirror.
Seeing her at school was an intoxicating mix of elation and fear. She simply asked if I was coming over again. All I could say was, "Yes," to whitch she said, "Good boy."
Funny thing is, is that it became so addictive. My obsession with Cheerleaders and the mean girl streak that they all seemed to have. A year after that first encounter, my girlfriend at the time only built apon it. However, truthfully, I loved it. How she would lure guys, usually younger over to fuck her, then adding that her boyfriend had to watch. My gosh, is that what happened to me? My girl would suck and ride cock, in her Cheerleader outfit, as I watched, knowing what was to come at the end. Some boys, so desperate to be with her, would consent to me sucking them. "Let him get you hard," she would say, "I like to watch." Submissively, I'd move between their legs as she wanted. I'd suck and lick them as she descibed... all for the pleasure of watching her get fucked. Watching her fuck everyone, it seemed, but me.
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