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This story was produced as adult entertainment o o and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o Cheerleader For Hire (Mm+f-teens, orgy) By: TC (tomcat7@concentric.net) (c) 1998 *** 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... A N O T H E R K A T H Y S T O R Y 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 side 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 pompons 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 pompons 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! 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...