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   NIGHTY-WARE

   Part 25 (mF;mf)

   Prologue

   It all started when mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends
and neighbors in my house.  Instead of plastic storage containers, lingerie
of all kinds was sampled and purchased.  My first sexual experiences came
as a result of delivering these purchases to our neighbors.  Since then,
I've continued to have a variety of sexual experiences with an assortment
of partners.  Now, I've been adopted as the sex toy of the cheerleading
squad.  ______________________________

   A few days later there was another note in my locker, slipped in through
one of the useless airvents in the door.  This one was printed in an
awkward manner, just saying "Girl's Locker Room after school." I didn't
have the creativity to guess which cheerleader it was this time.  It was
pretty clear that one of them wanted to return to the scene of the original
crime.

   I finished my last class and watched the remainder of the student body
head quickly for the exits.  All, that was, except my mystery date from the
cheerleading squad.

   The locker room door was unlocked.  I wondered which one was waiting for
me behind those doors so I walked in slowly.  My footsteps against the hard
tile floor were the only sound.  I called out a weak "Hello" but there was
no reply.  It seemed to be completely empty.  I stood there for what seemed
to be a long time but was less than a minute before a voice came from
nowhere.

   "And what do you think you're doing here, young man?" it asked.  I
turned around and saw the girl's cheerleader sponsor, Ms.  Sirocco.

   She was in customary sweats with a concerned look on her face.  I
remained silent but guilty.  After all, this was the GIRL'S locker room I
was standing in.

   "Well, what are you doing here?" she asked again and stepped closer,
striking an ominous pose with her hands at her hips.

   She stood between me and the door so there was no escape route open to
me.  I decided silence was my best reply.

   "Were you expecting someone?" she asked.  How did she know?  "You
probably thought it was one of my girls.  I wrote it lefty so you wouldn't
recognize the handwriting," she continued.

   Oh no.  Ms.  Sirocco had written the note.  What did she know?

   "I've been keeping an eye on you.  You seemed to be interested in my
girls," she said.

   "It was mutual," I said breaking my silence.

   "I'm sure it was.  They're all oversexed.  At least, most of them.  The
smell and stains on the gym mats were my first clue to your activities but
then I watched you with Ronnie in the history classroom.  Quite a
performance, I must admit," she evaluated.

   "Okay, I'm busted.  I just want you to know that they started it," I
explained.

   "And you were an unwilling participant?" she asked knowing the answer.

   I dropped my head to acknowledge that I was having fun too.

   "So now what?" I asked expecting detention or expulsion.

   "Now it's my turn.  Or do you have some objection to having sex with an
older woman?"

   I was shocked.  Ms.  Sirocco was offering, no demanding, that we have
sex.  I didn't explain to her about my sex education at the hands of the
Nighty-Ware purchasers.

   Ms.  Sirocco pulled off her sweatshirt.  She wore a sportsbra that was
soaked with sweat and mostly transparent.  Her nipples poked out from the
othewise smooth white surface.  She dropped her sweatpants and was wearing
some plain white thong panties that almost disappeared at her crotch.  The
fitness and shape of her well-conditioned body was expected.  I dropped the
backpack I was still holding and took off my clothes.  Ms.  Sirocco seemed
to be pleased but not surprised at my physical stature.  After all, she had
seem me naked before.  She moved closer and pulled the sportsbra off,
releasing her shapely and firm breasts.  She put her arms around my neck
and planted a soft but firm kiss on my lips.  Her nipples were pointed
against my chest.  She tasted sweet, and I licked her lips as the kiss
ended.  She smiled at the gesture.  She took me by the hand and led me to
the shower area, pulling her panties off as we walked.  Because I trailed
her I saw her ass cheeks but not her front.

   She got the water running at a comfortable temperature and led me in. 
The soap came from a wall mounted dispenser.  She turned to me and started
to soap up my chest gradually moving her hands lower until she was
caressing my hard-on with both hands.  I returned the favor, soaping up and
rubbing her breasts, making sure to pull and rub her nipples to a state of
hardness.  The soaping by hand turned to a full body rub as she hugged me
to her and we slid against each other using the soap lather as lubricant. I
reached down between her legs and found a completely shaved pubic area. 
One of my fingers began to explore her opening as she returned one hand to
my prick.  She placed me between her legs.  The soap prevented irritation
as I sawed back and forth against her mound.

   She moved up on her toes and I suddenly had an angle at which I could
penetrate her.  I stooped down just a bit and she helped me come up into
her well-lubricated cunt.  She moaned and began to bounce as I pinned her
against the tile wall.  Somehow she lifted both legs and wrapped them
around my back so that all of her weight was on my cock.  I held her as
best I could from behind with one hand on each ass cheek.  The tips of my
fingers played with her asshole and her pubic area but I was in no position
to reach her clitoris.  Every touch of mine made her more and more animated
until she was banging herself forcefully against my body.  I realized she
was trying to make sure her clit got appropriate attention in our fucking.
Her breath and noises got quicker and I knew she was going to orgasm.  I
wasn't far behind.  When she tensed, I squeezed as hard as I could shooting
my sperm deep up into her.  It was a very fulfilling fuck and an experience
I was anxious to repeat.  I was hoping Ms.  Sirocco felt the same.  She
gradually released her leg grip on my torso and slid gently to the shower
stall floor, her legs spread wide with cum visible running out of her cunt.
Before we could do anything to clean up, there was an unexpected voice.

   "So, you did my sponsor before you did me, huh?"

   It was Mindy, the bossy cheerleading squad captain and the one who
started this whole thing.  Evidently she was jealous.  Ms.  Sirocco stood
up in her naked glory and tried to act like an authority figure.  It didn't
work.  Mindy was calling the shots now, whether we liked it or not.

   "Is there something wrong with me?" Mindy asked.

   I took a good look.  If I ignored her beligerant personality, she was
actually quite attractive.  Her hands went to the buttons of her blouse and
Ms.  Sirocco and I witnessed a very healthy chest contained within a thin
lacy bra.

   "Aren't these big enough?" Mindy added.

   Her chest stood out even farther as she put her hands behind her back to
unhook the bra.  As the clasp was freed, the bra popped forward releasing
two beautiful mounds that didn't sag a fraction of an inch.  I licked my
lips at the thought of sucking them.  Ms.  Sirocco gasped at their shape
and size, and the fact that they stood out from Mindy's chest with no
visible means of support.

   "They're marvelous," I replied honestly.

   Mindy unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and it fell in a puddle around
her ankles.  Mindy wore no panties.  I wondered how many teachers and
students had benefitted by the view.  Mindy's pubic hair had been carefully
trimmed into a mohawk, to accommodate a bikini bathing suit I supposed. 
Mindy's waist and hips were in perfect proportion.  This was one very
attractive young lady.

   "Isn't my body hot enough?"

   My dick began to rise at the view despite its recent exercise with Ms.
Sirocco.  Mindy couldn't help but notice my reaction and smiled broadly.

   "You do find me sexy, don't you?" Mindy asked rhetorically, looking at
my dick at full extension pointing in her direction.  Mindy moved closer
until my dick was touching her belly.  That put her thrusting breasts
brushing against my chest.  I stepped closer and our mouths met, open,
tongues dancing.  I took Mindy's two breasts in my hands, rubbing them all
over and making sure I passed over her nipples frequently.  I wanted to
take Mindy right there, even if Ms.  Sirocco was going to be an audience.
Somehow Mindy and I made it over to the exercise mats.  Mindy laid back,
spread her legs and opened her arms.  Her breasts rose from her chest
oblivious to gravity.  I dropped to the floor and moved closer.  Mindy took
my dick with both hands and pulled me toward her cunt.  She was extremely
tight despite her level of interest and passion.  I moved in short thrusts
to go deeper.  Mindy grunted at each thrust, as if new territory was being
probed.  Then it occurred to me.  What if Mindy was so jealous because she
was a virgin?  She heard that the other girls were getting laid but not
her. I increased my tempo and tried to increase depth of each thrust. 
Mindy increased her level of noise, each grunt becoming a shout.  When I
felt the obstruction I expected, I didn't stop.  I kept going even faster
and even deeper.  In a couple of jabs, the deed was done.  Mindy was no
longer a virgin.  But I didn't stop.  I kept on humping, as deep as I
could, with a comfortable rhythm.  Soon Mindy's shouts were cheers, rooting
me on to fuck her harder and deeper.  I tried to exceed her expectations,
feeling my penis retain its rigidity and length during the fuck.  When I
felt her cunt begin to throb and vibrate, I knew she was coming close to a
climax.  I changed my rhythm to alternating slow and quick strokes, as my
balls generated another load.  Soon she had a sample of my juices up in her
pussy.  Not as much as I had deposited in Ms.  Sirocco, but more than a
dribble.  I pulled back from Mindy's body and saw the satisfied and dreamy
expression on her face.

   "That's it.  No more," I declared to Mindy and Ms.  Sirocco who was
sitting on a nearby bench still naked watching our performance.  "I'm not
the designated cheerleading squad fucking machine anymore," I said with
conviction.

   Mindy was satisfied and decided not to argue.  Ms.  Sirocco nodded and
went to fetch her clothes and get dressed.  I left Mindy lying on the mat,
still swooning from her first sexual experience.

   "Perhaps it will change her attitude," I speculated to myself.

   I got dressed and headed for the door.  Ms.  Sirocco was there to greet
me.

   "Maybe some other time, stud," she said softly patting my crotch fondly.

   "My pleasure," I replied.

   "Ours," she answered.

   I headed home, hoping that Mindy would advise the other cheerleaders
that our drill was over.  I hadn't made it through the whole squad, but I
had a delightful sampling that I would never forget.

   Continued in NIGHTY-WARE Part 26

   An Original HM Tale
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