From Ole.Joe@poboxes.com Tue Apr 29 16:54:21 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: RP by Request: Cheerleader for Hire 1-4 by tomcat
From: Ole.Joe@poboxes.com (Ole Joe)
Date: Tue, 29 Apr 1997 20:54:21 GMT
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This story is not an endorsement of the sexual habits or practices
contained. If you are offended by graphic sexual descriptions or
are under the age of 18, do not read further...
CHEERLEADER FOR HIRE
by: tomcat7@concentric.net
CHAPTER 1
Kathy Dawson had an attractive figure, and she knew it. The
16-year-old sophomore's body was budding into a young woman. Her 5'7"
frame was beginning to become more shapely, and she looked in the
school bathroom mirror, admiring herself in her new cheerleading
uniform.
Kathy was excited about making the Madison High J.V. squad for
the second year, and this afternoon's football game would be the
first opportunity for her to show off her new outfit.
She wore a long-sleeved sweater, white on the top half and
bright red on the bottom half, with two thin horizontal red stripes
just above the color change on both the torso and sleeves. The red
letters "MHS" adorned her chest, just above the stripes, and the
sweater had a V-neck with a white collar.
Her skirt was scarlet red, with eight inverted white pleats.
Kathy had ordered it with a shorter length than most of the other
girls, because she liked it that way. It hung sweetly on her
darling teen tush, barely covering those sweet ass cheeks and
showing off her lovely, firm thighs.
Kathy's calves were encased in matching red kneesocks, with
three thin white stripes ringing the top of them. Red and white
saddle shoes finished the delightful ensemble.
The young cheerleader smiled sweetly to herself. Her
peaches-and-cream complexion and girl-next-door looks made her the
object of desire. Her long brown hair was pulled back to the sides
by two red and white-checkered hair ribbons.
Kathy reached under the hem of her little cheerleading skirt and
pulled her tight, red cheer panties into position. Unlike the
other girls she cheered with, Kathy would never wear her cheer
panties over her regular panties. She felt it was too bulky, so
she simply wore the cheer panties alone.
Kathy was a virgin, but she yearned for love. For some strange
reason, she felt herself attracted to adult men more than the boys
at school.
Her mother, divorced ten years before, had brought men home
frequently, and Kathy had secretly watched as these men would make
love to her mom. She would imagine what it would be like to feel
a man's penis in her body or in her mouth. What would it taste
like?
She quickly left the washroom and headed for her last class of
the day. It was sex education, and her teacher, Mrs. Johnson, was
one of the most popular at school. She was in her early 40's, but
she had an attractive figure and related to the kids very well.
It was one class that Kathy found very entertaining. On this
particular day, she noticed that Mrs. Johnson made eye contact with
her more than usual. When the bell rang, Kathy gathered her books
and stood up to leave the classroom.
"Kathy, may I see you for a minute?" asked Mrs. Johnson.
"Sure, Mrs. Johnson," she answered, walking toward her desk.
The other students filtered out the door, leaving the two of
them alone.
"Kathy," Mrs. Johnson began, "you were very good at the pep
rally earlier today."
"Thank you, ma'am."
Mrs. Johnson smiled.
"You were trying to get the guys to notice you, weren't you,
Kathy?" she inquired.
"Why?" Kathy asked.
"Because you exaggerated your dance movements. You were showing
off your panties for the guys."
Kathy blushed, because she knew the teacher was right.
"Well, maybe..." she admitted.
"It's okay, Kathy. You're just looking for some sexual
attention. It's perfectly normal," Mrs. Johnson told her.
"It is?" the young cheerleader asked.
"Sure. Kathy, are you a virgin?"
Kathy sheepishly nodded.
"Do you want to be a virgin?"
"Not really, ma'am. A lot of my friends are having sex
already."
"I see..."
Mrs. Johnson looked Kathy in the eyes.
"How would you like to have a guy make love to you, Kathy?"
"It would be nice, I think," Kathy answered, smiling.
"I see. Hey, today's my husband's birthday, and I was wondering
what to get him. If I paid you fifty dollars, would you come to
our house and do some of your dance routines for him? I know he'd
like it, and you can make a little cash for yourself, too."
Kathy's eyes bulged.
"For your husband?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's all right. We experiment and have fun all the time.
He's a fun guy."
"Yeah, I could really use the money. But it would have to be
after the game, and you'd have to give me a ride," Kathy added.
"No problem, Kathy. I'll meet you after the game, and I'll get
you back home by eight o'clock. Okay?"
Kathy nodded her agreement, then turned and walked toward the
door, her tiny skirt flipping about on her tight little ass.
Mrs. Johnson smiled. Somehow she knew her husband would be
popping young Kathy's sweet cherry that night...
*****************
The J.V. football game ended in a 14-point Madison victory, and
Mrs. Johnson met Kathy in front of the bleachers. They jumped into
the teacher's car and drove across town to her house.
They entered the house through the garage. Doug Johnson was
sitting in the living room, reading the newspaper as he waited for
his wife to arrive.
"Doug?" she called out from the kitchen.
"Yeah, I'm in here," he answered.
"I brought a birthday surprise home for you, honey," she told
him.
"What is it?" he asked as the two ladies turned the corner. His
eyes caught sight of little Kathy Dawson immediately.
"I brought you home a cheerleader from school, honey," Mrs.
Johnson told him. "She's going to do some dances for you."
Mr. Johnson gulped.
"Wow!" was all he could say.
Mrs. Johnson turned on the stereo and put in a CD with some good
dance music.
"Okay, Kathy, show him what kind of moves you have," she
suggested.
Kathy felt very uneasy and extremely awkward, but she moved to
the front of the room, clutching her red-and-white pom pons. She
started moving to the beat, trying to ignore the husband and wife
watching her.
The young sophomore cheerleader's dancing was stiff at first,
but she quickly loosened up. By the time the second song started,
she was sensuously grinding her tight little ass to the beat. Her
little skirt flipped about, flashing the eight white pleats and her
glove-tight red panties.
Kathy could see the bulge in Mr. Johnson's pants, and so could
his wife. Mrs. Johnson was enjoying the show, as well.
"Show him more of your panties, Kathy," she offered. "I think
you're really getting him turned on."
Kathy made her dance routine even sexier, at one point lowering
herself down to the floor and spreading her legs wide apart while
she clutched her skirt up against her tummy. He had a full view of
her panty-covered teenage crotch, and she smiled at him. She knew
her little pussy was getting wet, and she wondered if he could see
the juice through her cheer panties.
"Oh my God..." he gasped. He knew he had to have this sweet
young cheerleader.
Kathy stood back up and started wiggling her ass at him while
churning her pom pons furiously. Her little skirt danced wildly,
teasing him with quick panty peeks.
Mr. Johnson's cock was nearly bursting through his zipper as his
wife ran out of the room for a camera. She came back with a
fully-loaded professional-looking camera and started snapping
pictures of Kathy.
Kathy smiled as she danced for her teacher and her husband, the
camera flash lighting the room every few seconds. She dropped her
pom pons and sensuously caressed her upper body, squeezing her
budding young tits through her cheerleading sweater.
"You want to fuck her, don't you, honey?" Mrs. Johnson asked.
"Yeah, Sue, I wanna fuck her really bad," he babbled, as his
wife laughed.
The song ended, and Kathy stopped her dancing.
Mrs. Johnson looked straight at her.
"Would you like him to fuck you, Kathy?" she asked.
Kathy's mind raced. She thought he was cute, and she had wanted
a man for quite a while. But her teacher's husband? Why not...
The 16-year-old cheerleader nodded.
"Good," Mrs. Johnson answered. "How would you like to make some
really good money fucking older men?"
"What do you mean?" Kathy asked.
"We run a small business on the side," Mrs. Johnson admitted.
"We employ women to entertain businessmen, you might say."
"Really?" Kathy asked. "What do you mean by entertain'?"
Mrs. Johnson smiled. "I think you know..."
Kathy returned the smile.
"How would that work?" she asked. "Aren't I too young?"
"Well, you're under legal age, but then younger girls are in
high demand and short supply. I can pay you $100 an hour for
starters, and more if you're good."
Kathy's eyes widened. "Wow! I'd like to try it? What would I
have to do?"
Mrs. Johnson explained her rules to the young cheerleader.
"Well, first of all, you can't tell anybody. Nobody. If anyone
finds out, we're all in a lot of trouble. I'll give you a beeper,
and when it goes off, just call the phone number. You will be
given the time and place to be, the length of time you need to be
there, and any special instructions. When you get there, you need
to do what the man says, because he's paying good money. Then,
every Monday morning, I'll pay you at school for the previous
week."
"What would the men want me to do?" asked the innocent young
cheerleader.
"Well, you'll probably dance for them and then have sex with
them. I'll use a young theme with you, so the guys will expect you
to be dressed up as a cheerleader or in a school uniform. It's not
that important for you to be really good at sex, since most of them
will get off on the idea of fucking or being sucked off by a young
virgin schoolgirl."
"Okay," Kathy replied. "I'm in."
"But first," Mrs. Johnson reminded her, "you've got to fuck my
husband."
Kathy looked over at Doug, who was waiting patiently for her,
his eyes devouring her sweet teen body. He stood up, took young
Kathy by the hand, and led her to the bedroom.
Mrs. Johnson followed them, sitting in a chair next to the bed,
ready to offer advice to Kathy.
She watched her husband embrace the young girl as they stood at
the foot of the bed, smiling as her hubby's hand disappeared under
the back of Kathy's little cheerleading skirt.
Mrs. Johnson knew that she was going to make a lot of money with
Kathy Dawson...
This story is not an endorsement of the sexual habits or practices
contained. If you are offended by graphic sexual descriptions or
are under the age of 18, do not read further...
CHEERLEADER FOR HIRE
by: tomcat7@concentric.net
CHAPTER 2
Young Kathy Dawson kissed Mr. Johnson tentatively at first. She
felt the warmth of his hands as they caressed her tight little ass
cheeks through her bright red cheerleading panties. It felt good
to her, and she purred softly as his open lips coaxed hers open.
Their tongues met and slowly probed each other's mouths. Kathy
could feel her heart racing as the middle-aged man placed his
fingertips under the legband of her panties, reaching for her
already-moist pussy.
Mrs. Johnson smiled as she watched her husband seduce her new
employee. She watched Doug's hands rumple Kathy's short red skirt,
the white inverted pleats fanning out on her little ass.
"Good, Kathy," Sue coached. "Let the customer do whatever he
wants. Doug, remember, you're busting her cherry tonight, so go
easy on her, honey."
Kathy moaned as Mr. Johnson pushed a finger up slowly into her.
It felt so wonderful to her, so nasty, to have this man's hands in
her panties like this. She felt new sensations rush through her
young body, and she trembled.
"Doug," Mrs. Johnson said, "Why don't you let her suck your
cock? She'll have to learn how to do that, of course."
Her husband loosened his grip on the young 16-year-old
cheerleader. Kathy stood before him, not knowing what to do.
"Okay, Kathy, just undo his pants," Mrs. Johnson instructed.
Kathy smiled, a bit embarrassed, as she reached down, undid his
belt, then unzipped his pants.
"That's it, Kathy," her coach admonished. "Now pull his pants
down, take his cock and put it in your mouth."
She pulled his trousers and underwear down to a pile around his
ankles. His cock wobbled obscenely before her, rock-hard and at
least eight inches long.
Little Kathy obediently dropped to her knees before Mr. Johnson.
She admired the stiff prick only inches from her face, then took it
in her right hand.
"Good, Kathy...Now put it in your mouth and suck on it," Mrs.
Johnson coached.
Kathy opened her sweet young mouth and slid his swollen cock
into it. She clamped her bright red lips around his spear and
tasted a man's meat for the first time. It was a different taste
for her, but she liked it. She started sucking her teacher's
husband.
"Yeah, Kathy, just like that. Just remember, a guy gets excited
by pumping his cock in and out of your mouth or pussy. He loves
the in-and-out movement, so just slide it in and out while you suck
it. If you want to, you can pump the shaft with your hand while
you do that, but don't do it too fast."
Kathy obeyed her teacher, and started a good oral fuck-stroke on
Doug. Her hair bounced about as she mouth-fucked him, and her
hand's firm grip on his cock-stalk added to the intensity.
Mr. Johnson moaned in delight, just as Kathy popped her lips
off, but kept up the hand jerk.
"Why don't I want to do it too fast?" she asked the teacher.
"Cause he'll cum too quick," came the answer.
"Is that when he shoots stuff out?" Kathy asked.
"Yes, Kathy, his cock will shoot out white cream when he can't
take any more excitement. But the customer should get his money's
worth, so stretch it out and make it last, unless he wants you to
do it quicker."
Kathy nodded and put Mr. Johnson's cock back in her sucking
mouth.
"Here's a tip for you, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson offered. "The most
sensitive part of his cock is the underside, just behind the tip.
If you rub it with your tongue while you suck it, it'll drive a lot
of guys crazy. They'll blow their load in a hurry that way."
Kathy pulled his cock most of the way out, then put the tip of
her tongue on the spot that Mrs. Johnson suggested. She wiggled
the tip rapidly across his prick while she sucked and pumped with
her hand.
"Oh, God, Kathy, that's great," Doug told her. "You'll make me
cum in no time if you keep that up, sweetheart!"
"Don't suck him off, yet, Kathy dear," Mrs. Johnson advised.
"Let him suck your clit and fuck you first."
Kathy Dawson popped her lips off his spear and stood back up.
Mr. Johnson spun her around and lowered her onto the bed, while he
stepped out of his trousers and underwear.
He admired the 16-year-old cheerleader before him, looking so
hot in her uniform. He reached up under her little red skirt,
grasped the waistband of her tight red panties, then peeled them
off over her kneesocks and red-and-white saddle shoes.
Kathy put her knees up high in the air as the man pulled her
legs wide apart. He dove head-first between those red kneesocks
with the three thin white stripes and mashed his tongue against her
virgin clit.
"Ooohh!!" Kathy exclaimed as he dragged his tongue across her
love trigger. She had never felt anything like that in her life
before.
Mr. Johnson lapped her hole with a frenzy. Loud slurping sounds
came from her crotch as her pussy juice mixed with his saliva.
The young J.V. cheerleader looked down at the top of his head,
barely visible above her rumpled skirt. She grasped the pleats and
pulled them high over her waist to see better, then squeezed her
tender tits through her red-and-white cheerleading sweater.
Kathy's nipples were rock-hard in seconds, and she moaned in
delight as Mr. Johnson ate her pussy. She looked over at his wife,
who nodded approvingly.
"Feels good, doesn't it, Kathy?" she asked.
Kathy nodded, barely able to speak with her rapidly-shortening
breaths.
"Yeah...really good..."
Kathy's thighs trembled with intensity. She felt a strange
sensation sweep her young body.
"You're gonna have an orgasm, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson explained,
watching the young cheerleader's legs quiver. "He's gonna make you
cum."
"Oooohhhhh!!! Gggggooooodddddd! Oh my God! Oh, shit!!!"
Kathy screamed.
Yeah, keep sucking, sir! I'm getting it! Oh, God, I'm getting
it!"
Mr. Johnson kept up his sucking and tongue-work on her clit for
a little while longer, until Kathy's moans decreased. He pulled
his head out and looked at her, with the girl's juices running from
his chin.
"Now, I'm gonna fuck you, sweet little girl," he told her as he
climbed over her.
Mrs. Johnson handed Kathy a condom.
"Here, Kathy, put this on his cock before he fucks you," she
told her. "It keeps you from getting pregnant or getting any
diseases, so it's important."
Kathy unwrapped it and put it against his cock-tip, then
unrolled it onto him.
"That's right, Kathy. Make sure it's on all the way...there.
Now you guys can fuck."
Mr. Johnson fisted his prick-head between her swollen pussy
lips. Kathy smiled as he slowly drove it into her, sinking only an
inch at first.
"So fucking tight, Kathy," he told her. "The guys are gonna
love this..."
He pumped into her slowly at first, sinking a little more of it
into her virgin pussy with each push. Soon, he was slugging a good
six inches into the cheerleader's twat.
"Ooofff!" Kathy exclaimed, as he fucked her slow and steady.
"Does that hurt?" he asked.
"No, sir," she answered. "It feels good. Fuck me, sir."
She looked over at Mrs. Johnson, who was enjoying this, as well.
She liked the sight of this young girl, dressed in her cheerleading
uniform, getting hammered by her husband.
"Is he gonna cum in me, Mrs. Johnson?" Kathy asked.
"No, not tonight. I want him to cum in your mouth, so you can
used to the taste of it. A lot of guys like to cum in a lady's
mouth, but some like to do it in your pussy. Some of em like to
cum on your face or tits, too."
Kathy nodded as Mr. Johnson slowed his fuckstroke, then pulled
himself out of the cheerleader. He crawled up next to her, on his
knees, as she sat up.
"Okay, Kathy, now I'm gonna cum in your mouth, okay?"
"Okay, sir," she replied.
Kathy pulled the condom off his cock and slipped his meat into
her hungry mouth.
"Just do what you were doing before, cause you're good at it,
sweetheart," he told her.
Kathy started her suck, tongue-flick and hand-pump on him as he
knelt on the bed next to her.
"Yeah... that's it, darling..."
Kathy could sense that he was getting close, and she readied
herself, not really knowing what to expect.
"Oh yeah, Kathy, suck it just like that. You're gonna make me
cum!"
He groaned and thrust himself deep into her mouth. Kathy felt
his cock spasm and felt a stream of warm cum shoot down the length
of her tongue to the back of her throat. She swallowed it, just in
time for another squirt of milky-white jizz.
Kathy couldn't keep swallowing fast enough. The man quickly
filled her sweet mouth with his cream. Trickles of white semen
oozed out the sides of her mouth and ran down to her chin.
She slowed the hand-pump to a stop as the spasms of his cock
subsided. She pulled his cock from her mouth and swallowed a
mouthful of cum.
Mrs. Johnson enjoyed the sight, as did her husband. Kathy sat
there, dressed in her darling cheerleading uniform with the
kneesocks and saddle shoes, with strings of cum drooling from both
sides of her mouth.
Kathy could feel the leftover cum hanging from her chin, and she
scooped it up with her finger. She looked down at the creamy
texture, and, having enjoyed the taste of it, licked it off her
finger.
Spotting a few beads left on his piss-slit, she licked it off as
well, to the approval of the couple.
"Yeah! Way to go!" they applauded.
************************
As Mrs. Johnson's car stopped in front of Kathy's house, her
teacher handed her a beeper and a package of condoms. Kathy tucked
them into her purse.
"Kathy, I think you're gonna have a lot of fun and make a lot of
money," she told her.
"Remember, not a word of this to anyone," she added.
"I understand," Kathy responded and got out of the car.
Mrs. Johnson watched her walk into her house and smiled to
herself. Kathy was going to be a popular girl.
This story is not an endorsement of the sexual habits or practices
contained. If you are offended by graphic sexual descriptions or
are under the age of 18, do not read further...
CHEERLEADER FOR HIRE
by: tomcat7@concentric.net
CHAPTER 3
Kathy Dawson's mind raced for the next few days, wondering when
Mrs. Johnson would put her to work. Every day in her class, the
teacher would smile at her and talk to her briefly, but no word
would come as to when Kathy's services would be requested by a
"customer".
Finally, one day when Kathy was leaving Mrs. Johnson's class,
the teacher asked to speak with her.
"Yes, Mrs. Johnson?" Kathy asked, hoping to hear what she had
been waiting for.
Mrs. Johnson placed a slip of paper in her hand. It read:
Continental Hotel - Room 512 - 7:00 PM
"Randy"
Wear a cheerleading uniform and bring your pom pons
1-hour session
"What's this?" Kathy asked, while reading it.
"It's your first work assignment, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson answered.
"This guy wants a young cheerleader to treat him special. He
might want you to act shy and innocent at first, so he can seduce
you. On the other hand, he may want you to act like a pro. In
either case, remember one rule: don't kiss him on the mouth."
"Why?" Kathy asked.
"Cause it'll get you emotionally involved, honey. You don't
want that."
"Okay," replied Kathy, giggling. "I'll remember that."
"You should change at the hotel restroom, so you don't make much
of a show, Kathy. Also, a ponytail might help you to look nice and
young for him. Make sure you pace yourself so you can take him the
full hour, unless he wants you to go quicker."
Kathy nodded and walked toward the classroom door.
"Good luck, Kathy," her teacher called to her. "You can tell me
about it tomorrow."
Kathy smiled and disappeared around the doorway.
****************************
The taxi dropped Kathy off in front of the Continental Hotel.
She glanced at her watch. It was only 6:30, so she had plenty of
time to change for this "Randy". She wondered if that was really
his name.
She slung her duffle bag, packed with her cheerleading uniform
and pom pons, over her shoulder and paid the cabbie, then walked
into the lobby of the hotel.
The Continental was one of the fancier hotels in the downtown
area, and she knew this guy must be pretty important or rich to be
staying here.
She found a ladies' room near an elevator, and walked in.
Closing one of the stall doors behind her, Kathy began to change
her clothes.
By the time she had freshened up her makeup, it was nearly 7:00.
She left the bathroom and jumped into a nearby elevator, which
happened to be vacant.
Little Kathy's heart was pounding as the elevator doors opened
on the fifth floor. Clutching her duffle bag tightly, she walked
briskly down the hallway until she found Room 512.
Nervously, she knocked on the door. There was no answer. Could
she have the wrong room? She knocked on the door again, harder
this time. Then she heard the deadbolt move and she knew somebody
was answering it.
The door opened, revealing a brown-haired man in his mid-forties, she
guessed. He was quite attractive to her, and he only
smiled when he saw her.
"Randy?" she asked, a bit jittery.
"Yes, and you must be Kathy," he answered. "Come in, please."
Kathy stepped into the room, more like a suite, which was very
spacious. He closed the door behind him and locked it. The man
put one arm around Kathy's waist and led her into the room.
"How old are you, sweetheart?" he asked.
"Sixteen, sir," she replied.
The man smiled.
"Good," he said. "I've always wanted to have a teenage
cheerleader."
Kathy smiled as "Randy" patted her ass through her little
pleated skirt. He sat on the edge of the bed.
"Turn around, sweetheart. Let me get a good look at you in your
uniform," he ordered.
She dropped her duffle bag and slowly turned a full circle for
him, letting him admire her in her cheerleading uniform, the same
one that Mr. Johnson had fucked her in the previous week.
Kathy's long brown hair was slicked back in a ponytail with a
white bow and her bangs hung sweetly just above her eyebrows. Her
lips sparkled with the red lip gloss she had just applied.
Her sweater was red around the bottom half of both the torso and
sleeves, and white around the top, with a white collar. Two thin
red stripes accentuated the color-split. The red letters "MHS"
graced the front of her sweater, between her firm tits.
The skirt was a matching red, with eight inverted white pleats.
It hung marvelously on her tight little ass, barely covering her
tight white cheerleading panties this time. Her shapely young legs
were encased in red kneesocks, with three thin white bands around
the top, and red-and-white saddle shoes completed the wonderful
ensemble.
"You look great..." he muttered, staring at the teenage beauty
he knew would be his in just a few minutes. He pulled a wad of
dollar bills out of his pocket and handed them to her.
"Here's a little extra something just for you," he said.
"Would you like me to do a couple of cheers for you?" she asked.
"Sure!" came the enthusiastic answer.
Kathy reached into her duffle bag and put the money in her
purse, then pulled out her pom pons. She started a cheer.
"Push em back! Push em back! Way back!" she chanted, shaking
her poms and wiggling her ass. She jumped and shook her tits at
him, bobbling in her sweater.
She smiled as she cheered, noticing the bulge in his pants
getting larger and larger.
"Who's gonna win this game tonight? We are! We are!" she
cheered.
Kathy kept up her new chant while she spun away from him,
shaking her ass at him, churning her pom pons furiously. Her long
ponytails swished from side to side. Her tiny red cheerleading
skirt danced wildly, flashing the eight white pleats.
"Who's gonna suck your cock tonight? I am! I am!"
Kathy bent over, facing away, as she continued grinding her
delightful ass at him. Her little skirt pulled up, giving him a
good peek at her tight white cheerleading panties.
"Do you like this?" she asked.
"You bet, sweetheart," the man answered. "Take off your panties
for me, now."
Kathy reached up under her skirt and thumbed the tight panties
down over her thighs. They fell to the floor and she kicked them
aside.
"Now sit down on the bed here," he ordered. "I wanna watch you
fuck yourself with your finger.
She sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard.
Scrunching up her little skirt with one hand, she spread her legs,
exposing her little teen cunny for the lusting middle-aged man.
"Yeah, fuck yourself," he muttered, while undoing his trousers.
She watched his reaction as she stroked her soft pussy hair,
then pushed a finger up into herself. She pulled it out, the
moistness reflecting the roomlight.
"My pussy's really hot for you," she told him, smiling her best
sweet-little-girl look.
As he disrobed before her, she admired the nine-inch penis which
he stroked slowly while watching her.
"That's really big, Randy. I hope it'll fit in me."
"It'll fit, little girl," he told her. "I'm looking forward to
fucking that tight pussy of yours."
A final look at the young cheerleader diddling her clit, her
little skirt pulled up high, both kneesocks raised high, and her
bright pink pussy lips was too much for the man.
"Okay, now I want you to sit on my face and suck my cock."
"Anything you say, Randy," she answered.
He lied down on the bed while Kathy positioned her pussy over
his face. Slowly, she lowered herself until she felt his tongue
mash against her clit.
"Oh, God..." she moaned.
Kathy leaned forward and placed Randy's hard cock in her mouth.
It had a different taste to it than Mr. Johnson's, but she liked
it. She slowly licked around the head and up and down the shaft,
then took it in her mouth again while she cupped his balls and
softly massaged them.
The man mashed his tongue into her love hole and then flicked at
her clit. He fastened his mouth around it and sucked, drinking
down the young girl's sweet juices.
He groaned as Kathy sucked him, slowly, and he knew he wouldn't
last long like this. He could hear the girl moaning as he sucked
her clit. Suddenly, he heard her scream.
"Oh, God!!! I'm cumming!!! Ohhhhhhh Goddddddd!!!"
Kathy's thighs trembled as her pussy juice ran down over his
face. She raised up, as her orgasm made her clit too sensitive for
more stimulation.
"Oh, Randy, that was really good," she murmured.
"Good," he smiled, as he wiped Kathy's love juice from his face.
"Now I'm gonna fuck that pussy of yours," he said.
Kathy laughed as she rolled off of him. Reaching down to one
kneesock, she pulled out a condom from under the rolled-over band
and deftly tore the package open. In seconds, she had the rubber
fully unwrapped over his prick.
"Okay, big guy, you can fuck me now," she giggled.
"Do you want me in my uniform? I can take it off for you if
you'd like," she offered.
"Just take off your sweater," he told her. "I wanna see those
tits."
Kathy quickly peeled it off and threw it to a nearby chair. Her
orange-sized teenaged tits were firm, her nipples rock-hard.
"Get on your knees, sweetheart," he told her. "I'm gonna fuck
you doggy-style."
Kathy did as instructed, as Randy positioned himself behind her.
She watched in the mirror next to the bed as he flipped the back of
her pleated skirt up on her waist. She felt the prick-tip nestle
between her pussy lips.
"Okay, you little cheerleader slut, I'm gonna fuck you hard."
Kathy bit her lip as he drove himself into her. The first four
or five inches went easy, and he fucked this distance into her with
the first few strokes, then drove the rest of his cock into her
tight twat.
"Ooohhhh!" she gasped, having never felt something this big in
her before.
"Good little girl..." he muttered.
He grabbed her sides for leverage, pumping hard into Kathy with
each stroke.
"Good little cheerleader..."
Kathy watched in the mirror. Her firm tits wobbled slightly as
her body shuddered with the intensity of his pumping. She could
see that he was watching, too.
"Yeah, it's fun to watch, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yeah..." she muttered.
"I'm fuckin' you good, now, aren't I, baby?"
"Yeah...fuckin' me really good..."
The cheerleader enjoyed the feeling of his stiff rod filling up
her wet cunt.
He suddenly stopped and pulled his prick out.
"Roll over on your back now".
Kathy rolled over and spread her legs, raising her knees high as
he lowered himself and fisted his cock into her.
"Yeah, you cheerleaders love to fuck, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, we do..." she muttered.
Kathy hooked her kneesocks over his shoulders as the man nailed
her tight teen pussy with short hard strokes.
He wished he had a video camera to remember this. He made a
mental note to request her again, and this time he would tape it
secretly.
"Oh yeah, sweetheart, you're gonna get a mouthful now," he
gasped.
He pulled out again and quickly rolled the condom off, then
crawled up to her chest. He looked down at the lovely young girl,
her ponytails splayed out across the pillow.
Kathy looked up at him as he frigged himself, his tip of his
cock only inched above her mouth. She giggled.
"What are you gonna do, mister?" she asked.
"I'm gonna jack off in your mouth, honey. Open wide, and I'll
give you a tasty treat."
Kathy opened her mouth wide, eager for his cum. His hand pumped
furiously, and she knew she was in for quite a load of semen.
"Come on, mister," she coached. "Cum in my mouth..."
She stuck her tongue out, touching it against the underside of
his piss-slit. It was all she had to do.
The man screamed as his cock fired its first spasm of warm jizz.
White glops of cum sprayed into Kathy's mouth, splattering off her
teeth.
He kept pumping, and his cream kept coming. White strings of
gooey, sticky cum splattered on her upper lip and across her
cheeks.
Kathy felt his load slide down her throat, but like a pro, she
kept her mouth open for him. More cum rained down from above, most
going into her sweet mouth. She felt semen running down the sides
of her face.
The man finally stopped squirting his cum at her, squeezing the
last of it out. One last string of cum dangled from his prick-tip,
and he shook it loose onto Kathy's tongue.
He looked down at the delightful teenage cheerleader. She was
a mess, with semen all over her face.
Kathy knew she was a mess. As he rolled off of her, she sat up
and looked in the mirror next to the bed, smiling, looking at the
glops of white man-cream caked on her face.
She felt like such a nasty girl, and it excited her.
"Oh, God..." he groaned, entirely spent by the encounter.
"How was I, mister?" she asked.
"Fucking great, sweetheart," he smiled, exhausted. "Just
fucking great..."
"Would you want to do business with me again some time?" she
asked.
"Oh, yeah," he told her, "And I'm gonna recommend you to some
friends of mine, too."
Kathy smiled as a string of cum dripped down onto her red
pleated cheerleading skirt. She was going to make a lot of money,
she knew.
This story is not an endorsement of the sexual habits or practices
contained. If you are offended by graphic sexual descriptions or
are under the age of 18, do not read further...
CHEERLEADER FOR HIRE
by: tomcat7@concentric.net
CHAPTER 4
When Kathy left Mrs. Johnson's class the next day, her teacher
smiled radiantly at her and motioned her to her desk. When the
other students had filtered out of the room, Mrs. Johnson spoke.
"I heard you were quite a hit last night, Kathy," she said.
Kathy blushed.
"Yeah, I guess..." she murmured.
"Well, I've got another guy who wants you tomorrow night.
Here."
Mrs. Johnson pushed a slip of paper into Kathy's hand:
HAMILTON HOTEL
Room 107
8:00 PM
Mike and Brian
2 hours
DRESS UP IN A SCHOOL UNIFORM.
THEY WANT A NAUGHTY LITTLE GIRL!
Kathy laughed.
"Two guys?" she asked.
"Yep. You think you can handle that?"
"Sure, I guess." They want me to dress up like a schoolgirl?"
she asked.
"Yeah," Mrs. Johnson smiled. "A lot of guys get off on outfits
like that. Just go to Thompson's Uniforms downtown and get
yourself an outfit."
She slipped Kathy two hundred dollars in cash.
"That should cover it. You know what to get, right?"
"I think so," Kathy answered. "A white blouse, vest, necktie,
plaid skirt, kneesocks and saddle shoes?"
Mrs. Johnson nodded. "Perfect, Kathy. Don't forget to fix your
hair up really cute, too."
*******************
Kathy arrived at the Hamilton Hotel, already dressed in her
little schoolgirl outfit. She got some curious looks from people
in the lobby, but she really didn't care. After ducking into the
restroom briefly to fix up her hair, she quickly made her way to
Room 107.
She knocked on the door, and a man was quick to answer it.
"Hi, I'm Kathy," she said shyly, and the door opened with a
smile.
"Hi, Kathy. Wow! I'm Brian... Come on in!"
Kathy walked into the room as Brian closed the door and bolted
it.
"Hey, Mike!" he called into the bathroom. "You've got to see
this girl!"
Kathy blushed as Mike walked into the room.
"Holy shit..." Mike muttered.
The two men gawked over sweet young Kathy, dressed in her little
schoolgirl outfit.
Kathy wore a crisp, long-sleeved white blouse, with a
red/black/yellow plaid necktie. Her torso was caressed by a
matching buttoned-down red/black/yellow plaid vest, which fit
snugly, accentuating her firm teenaged breasts and flat tummy.
Kathy's skirt was made from the same plaid fabric, layered in
tiny knife-pleats, riding high on her lovely thin thighs. Her
white cable-knit kneesocks and black-and-white saddle shoes
completed her sweet outfit nicely.
Kathy's lips shined with her red lipstick, and her hair was
swept to the sides in two ponytails, with bangs draping across her
forehead.
She enjoyed playing the part of an innocent little girl, and she
swayed from side to side slightly, like a nervous youngster.
"Do you like my outfit?" she asked, then spun around for the
guys. Her flimsy, lightweight skirt flared out its pleats and gave
the horny men a fleeting glimpse of sweet white cotton panties.
"Shit, yes!" Brian blurted.
"What did you guys want me here for, anyway?" she asked,
teasingly.
Mike smiled at her, then stepped up to her. He patted her ass
lightly through her little pleated skirt.
"It all depends," answered Mike. Are you a good little girl,
or a naughty girl?"
"Well, most of the time, I'm good, but when I'm naughty, I'm
even better..." Kathy replied, with the wink of an eye.
"Well, now, my little sweetheart," Mike answered, "let's see
just what a naughty little schoolgirl you are..."
The radio in the room was playing a very sensuous song, and
Kathy decided to use it to enhance her teen charms. She sat in a
chair across from the bed.
The men sat on the bed, watching her intently. Kathy put a
saddle shoe up on an armrest, and cocked the other leg wide to the
other side. Her little school skirt draped down across the gap
between her legs.
Mike and Brian were mesmerized. Kathy was simply delightful in
her little uniform. As they watched, Kathy slowly slid her plaid
pleated skirt up over her tight white panties, showing them her
lovely panty-covered crotch.
Kathy loved every minute of this. She slowly slid a finger in
through the legband of her panties, probing her wetness, moaning
softly to add to the effect. She could see their jeans begin to
bulge ominously.
Kathy continued to finger herself, her fingers moving in and out
of her teen cunt under the panties, her knuckles stretching out the
fabric. Her other hand slowly unbuttoned her vest and began
massaging her breasts through her soft white blouse.
"Would you guys like to see my little pussy?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah..." they both muttered, horny as hell.
Kathy hooked a finger around a legband and pulled the fabric to
the side, exposing her almost-hairless treasure. The soft curls of
pussy hair were glistening with her moisture, and the sight of it,
coupled with the school uniform and her provocative pose, were
enough to almost make the guys come in their pants right then and
there.
"God, I could cum right now!" gasped Brian.
"Oh, no, don't do that right now," said Kathy. "You've got to
fuck me, first! Let's see those cocks..."
The men quickly stripped before her. In seconds, their clothes
were thrown aside, with both men standing before her, their pricks
hard and lewdly wobbling in worship to the young princess.
The men pulled her up from the chair and brought her to the
bed.
"Hey, Brian, why don't you let her suck you while I eat her
pussy?" Mike suggested.
"Great idea!" Brian quickly agreed. He lied on the bed, his
head propped up on a pillow.
Mike reached up under Kathy's flimsy little skirt and thumbed
her panties down, tugging them over her precious ass cheeks, till
they fell to the floor. Kathy tossed her vest to the floor. She
crawled onto the bed, slowly moving her way up between Brian's legs
to his waiting seven-inch schlong.
As she gripped Brian's warm, hard cock in one hand, she felt
her little skirt pulled up high on the back of her ass, high in the
air as she knelt on the bed, and the wonderful sensation of a man's
tongue on her pussy lips.
She knew she was going to really enjoy this night. She stuck
her tongue out and slowly licked his manhood, carefully cupping his
balls in her other hand.
Brian looked down at the young girl before him, taking in the
wonderful sight. Those cute bangs, the ponytails and ribbons, her
white school blouse, her plaid skirt flipped up on her ass...
Kathy licked his cock slowly, torturing Brian. She could see
the wedding ring on his finger, and knew that she was giving him a
fantasy that his wife could never fulfill.
"That's it, little darling. Just like a lollipop..." he
murmured.
At the same time, Mike was busy lapping away at Kathy's hole.
Kathy groaned in delight as he softly sucked her clit, stroking it
with his tongue at the same time.
She finally put Brian's cock in her mouth, sliding it down her
throat before clamping her lips around him. She pulled it out
slowly, sucking hard, then pushed it deep into her hungry mouth
again. Kathy worked him like a pro, sucking him hard, her head
bobbing up and down on him, her ponytails bouncing about.
Kathy knew she was going to have an orgasm. Mike knew how to
use his tongue well, and he was going to send her over the brink.
She popped her lips off Brian, just as she came.
"Oh, God! Awwwwwww!!!!! Oh shit!!!!! Yeah!!!!" she screamed,
her thighs trembling with the intensity of her climax.
Mike slowly stopped his tongue-lashing.
"Okay, sweetheart, time for a fucking!" he told her. "We've got
almost two hours with you, so we can fuck you a couple of times,
anyway."
Kathy laughed.
"Hey, Brian," Mike called. "Why don't you fuck her first while
she sucks my cock?"
Brian crawled out from under Kathy, and Mike replaced him. As
Brian circled around behind her, Kathy reached down to a kneesock.
She pulled a condom out from under the cuff, where she had it
folded over. She liked wearing the kneesocks, because it gave her
a handy place to keep the rubbers.
Brian quickly slipped it on. He pulled her little pleated
school skirt up high on her ass, then fisted his latex-covered cock
between her pussy lips and drove it inside.
"Auggghhh!" Kathy yelped as the man speared her tight little
cunt.
Brian fucked in slowly the first few times, grasping her waist
for leverage, then began jabbing her with short, rapid fuck-strokes.
Mike, meanwhile, was enjoying himself as the young schoolgirl
sucked him hard. He couldn't get enough of the sight before him,
as Kathy's ponytails danced about with her blowjob rhythm.
"Yeah, you little schoolgirl," Brian murmured. "I'll bet you
like getting fucked like this, don't you?"
"Yeah..." Kathy murmured.
"Talk dirty to me, baby," he said.
"Oooohhhh, yeah, mister," she cooed. "Fuck me, mister...fuck
my tight little pussy..."
Kathy went back to her cock-sucking, working Mike up into a
frenzy.
"Slow down, baby," he told her. "You're gonna make me cum too
soon."
She relaxed her pace and popped her lips off, licking his cock
just enough to keep him nice and hard. She wanted to taste his
cum, but she knew she had to make the customer happy.
"Fuck me hard, Brian," she coached.
Brian knew he couldn't take much more. The excitement level of
fucking a cute little 16-year-old girl in a schoolgirl uniform was
just too much.
"God, Kathy, you're gonna make me blow!" he gasped.
He drove his cock deep into her with one last thrust and came,
squirting thick wads of cum into the condom. She could feel his
prick spasming within her, and it felt good to her.
As he pulled his cock out, he unrolled the rubber and held it
up.
"Look at this, sweetheart," he said. "That's a full load,
baby!"
Kathy looked back over her shoulder at a condom filled almost
halfway with warm man-cream, and suddenly got an idea.
"Give me that," she said, and Brian handed it to her, with a
curious look on his face.
Kathy turned over and lied down on the bed, smoothing her
little skirt out beneath her. As both men watched, she held the
condom a couple of inches over her face and turned it over, opening
her mouth. Thick strands of Brian's jizz poured out of the rubber
and oozed down onto Kathy's tongue.
Kathy dumped the creamy contents into her hungry mouth,
squeezing the condom to push out every bit. She swirled her tongue
around the sticky white ribbons of fuck-cream, lapping up every
drop.
"Oh my God..." Mike muttered.
"Holy shit..." Brian stammered.
Kathy tossed the used rubber aside, then looked at Mike.
"Your turn now, big guy," she told him. She pulled her
kneesock-encased legs high and whipped another rubber from under
the elastic legband of those white kneesocks, then handed it to
Mike.
"Wanna see my tits?" she asked, as Mike fumbled with the
condom.
"You bet," he told her.
As Mike rolled the rubber onto his stiff cock, Kathy unbuttoned
her white blouse down to her waist. She pulled it open and
unhooked her front-fastening bra, pulling the cups wide before him.
Mike stared at the teenaged breasts before him. They weren't
large, but they looked so tender, so virgin, so cherry...
Mike leaned forward and put one of her tits into his mouth. He
sucked it softly, and Kathy purred. She loved the feeling of his
warm mouth sucking her tits, but she wanted him in her eager pussy
even more.
"Well now, Mike. Are you gonna suck or are you gonna fuck?" she
asked.
Mike smiled at her and straightened up. Kathy spread her thighs
wide as he positioned his cock against her shiny, moist pussy lips
and drove it inside with one smooth stroke.
Kathy hooked her kneesocks over Mike's shoulders as he pumped
hard into her. He drilled her intensely, pushing himself as deep
as he could into her."
"Oh, yes..." she muttered. She put her fingertips on her clit,
wiggling them madly as he pounded her little pussy.
"Ohhh yeahhh!! Oh, God!" she gasped. "I'm cumming again!"
"So am I!" Mike yelled. "I'm gonna cum, too!"
"No!" she cried. "Do it in my mouth! I wanna taste it!"
Mike quickly pulled out and snapped the condom off, then
shimmied up to her head, straddling the young girl.
"That's it, Mike... right in my mouth!" Kathy instructed.
She pointed to her lips and held her mouth open, watching his
hand as it furiously whacked away above her.
Suddenly, he groaned, and a long sticky white string of cum
shot out, hitting Kathy on the upper lip and splattering all over
her face.
Kathy laughed as Mike's prick shot another load, aimed much
better this time, squarely against the roof of her mouth. It
trickled to the back of her throat, just as another stream ran down
her tongue.
"Eat it, baby!" Brian exclaimed.
Kathy loved the taste of Mike's cum, and she could hardly
swallow before more creamy white juice came at her. She lapped it
up hungrily, just holding her mouth wide open for him as he filled
it with squirt after squirt.
When Mike had finally finished, Kathy's mouth was full of man-juice. Both
men watched as Kathy closed her mouth and swallowed.
A little bit of cum overflowed her lips and trickled down her
cheeks.
"Aw, shit..." the men gasped.
"Wow, Mike, what a load," Kathy said. "You must've been saving
that up for quite a while, huh?"
Kathy just smiled. She looked quickly at her watch.
"We've got another hour, you guys. I'll bet I can get you two
off twice more in sixty minutes."
She winked at them, lying there in her school outfit, her blouse
wide open, little plaid pleated skirt pulled up over her waist, her
white kneesocks cocked wide apart, with cum on her face.
Brian and Mike both knew that would be no problem...