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Brad, The Cheerleader And Mom
by Stam (jcorboy4679@hotmail.com)

***

Brad is the star quarterback and one day he takes a new 
cheerleader home after practice for some fun and games, 
having nothing to do with football, where his mom 
catches them. (F/MF-teens, inc, voy, oral)

***

I wriggled my ass around on the bed and adjusted the 
pillow behind my head so that I was really comfortable. 
My big cock was upright, throbbing and drooling, 
anxious for the hot blonde in the room with me to 
finish stripping and get the hell over here to get down 
to the serious business of prick-pleasing. My clear 
fuck-juice was running down the sides of my pecker 
getting it all sticky. No problem there. I knew the 
sultry blonde would soon be licking it all up, nice and 
clean.
 
But first she let me admire her glorious body as it 
became naked, her mature generous breasts, which I knew 
were more than just a handful, sticking right out 
there. This dame liked to tease me before delivering 
the goodies and I didn't mind because it made the 
eventual pleasure of dumping a big cum-wad into her 
mouth just that much more thrilling.
 
As I lay back and enjoyed the playful, teasing strip 
show she liked to put on for me, resisting the impulse 
to jack my own prick, I couldn't help but wonder, as I 
always did, just what the hell the husband of this sexy 
bombshell, who was about to lick my dick, would say if 
he would happen to come home from school just a little 
early today.
 
The blonde's name was Angelina and she just happened to 
be married to my high-school principal, who it just so 
happened hated my guts. I think he was mostly jealous 
because I was young and a stud and fucked all the young 
twat around school and he was old and though always 
horny, so said his wife, he had a tiny cock and what 
was worse, she said, never bothered to learn how to use 
it.

Me, on the other hand, I had a nine-inch prick and had 
been fucking twat since I was 11, so I was pretty 
freaking good at it. Young girls, older girls, wives, 
girlfriends. I didn't care. I'd been blessed with this 
9" pecker and my attitude always was, if some twat 
wanted some cock from me, she must not be getting it 
good enough from whatever twit she wanted to call her 
boyfriend or husband. Always a gentleman, I was only 
too happy to accommodate any horny broads, which 
sometimes seemed like them all.

Angelina was just the latest and this would be our 
third session in the sack. Would you guys like to hear 
how I first ended up bedding my high school principal's 
wife? Well, it's a pretty neat story so bear with me 
and I'll tell you.

A few days ago at football practice I spied a new 
cheerleader I didn't recognize at first. She wasn't 
much for cheering but she seemed to have the goodies 
bouncing when she jumped. When I checked it out, up 
close, I realized it was Principal Jackson's daughter. 
The other cheerleaders were complaining that they 'had' 
to let her on the squad. Looking closer though, I 
noticed she really was well developed for 14 and had 
nice soft looking lips just made for cocksucking. I had 
adjusted my cup around my nuts and grinned. 

As the star quarterback of the football team, it was a 
simple matter, after practice, to take this little 
cutie for a coke. Later, parked outside her house, she 
had let me kiss her. When I reached in her cheerleading 
top and cuddled a pretty nice size boob, like I was 
gripping a football, she moaned and did not protest. I 
knew I had her.

10 minutes later, the little cheerleader was stripped 
naked in her bed. I was on my knees, straddling her 
face and was feeding my cock into her mouth. Amazed at 
how deep I could sink my prick in the heat of her 
mouth, without her gagging or batting an eye, I worked 
my cock in and out and all around, poking out her 
cheeks sometimes while she slobbered all over it.

Her tongue work on the underside of my prick was 
amazing and every so often I would pull out enough so 
that she could use that soft and velvety tongue to give 
that same amazing action to my shiny, pulsing, 
throbbing knob.

The next time I did that, she licked and moaned, "Brad, 
you've got a really nice cock. I freakin' love sucking 
on it! You can stick it in deep again if you want, but 
when you want to blow your load, please, Brad, put only 
your cock-knob in my mouth. I want to feel and taste 
your big cum-squirts! I'll bet they are something 
else!"

Being the obliging kind of guy I was, I did just that. 
I got her to tickle my piss-hole with her tongue and 
was just getting ready to let loose a load when out of 
the corner of my eye I noticed this blonde bitch had 
come in the room and was standing quietly and watching.

'Mom!' I figured. 'Caught, oh, well.'

The girl sucking my prick and playing with my nuts was 
having way too much fun to notice our audience, 
standing very quietly watching her daughter tongue my 
dick.

So, tell me guys, what could I do? I grinned at the 
lady and let the cum fly! Well, what would you do, 
buddy?

I don't mind telling you, I pumped out one hell of a 
load. The little cheerleader had to swallow fast before 
it ran all over. I gripped my cock and as my squirts 
weakened I managed to pull my knob from her mouth and 
send the last couple of squirts over her cute little 
cheerleader face. I wanted to be sure Mom saw what a 
cum-lover her little girl was.

Sure enough, the cum-puddles I left on her cheeks 
didn't stay there long. Little cheerleader reached up 
and pushed the creamy, hot cum into her mouth and took 
my cock and rubbed it all over her face and then sucked 
happily on the knob.

I winked at Mom.

She pointed at me and mouthed the words, 'I want to 
talk to you!'

I held up 2 fingers.

Maybe she thought I meant, 'give me two minutes', but 
what I really meant was, 'O.K., but first a couple of 
fucks!'

Anyway she left. I admired her swinging ass as she 
turned and left the bedroom.

An hour later she hadn't come back. I was pulling on my 
t-shirt after balling the daughter a couple of times. 
Yeah, guys. I gave her a couple of pretty good fucks. 
If I do say so myself! But to be fair, the fucks she 
put out for me were plenty sweet. At 14, she could use 
some more experience, but her pussy was tight and she 
slung it around pretty well. A little more practice and 
she was going to be an A-1 piece of ass. I only hoped 
her cheering would improve along with her fuck skills. 
I was sure the team would be only too happy to help the 
little cheerleader improve her performance in the sack. 
Her cheering skills were someone else's problem.

I left the young cunt, sprawled out on her bed, pretty 
well fucked out.

"Remember," I told her, "I need that math homework done 
for tomorrow. You can give it to me before 9 o'clock 
class in the 3rd floor bathroom. If you get there 
early, I'll let you suck me off again!"

I left the cheerleader's bedroom and went to find Mom.

I found her in the living room. She was sitting, curled 
up in an arm chair with a drink. She motioned me to 
come in. I noticed she had changed into a sheer 
negligee which did little to hide an incredible body. 
Big fucking tits. Her knockers rode up high on her 
chest and for an older broad they did not seem to sag 
too much. Her tit-mounds looked plump and jiggly and I 
couldn't wait to play with them. I was pretty sure I 
would be soon.

"So what the fuck do you think you are doing with my 
daughter?" she asked. She was feigning anger but I 
could see that it really didn't bother her.

I chuckled. "I thought that was obvious, Ma'am."

"Oh, so you are polite, are you? Tell me, stud, did you 
bust her cherry?"

I snapped my fingers. "Nah, dag-nab-it! I would have 
loved that but some prick beat me to it, ma'am. Some 
dude has put the cock to that one before."

Mom had a sly smile on her face. I couldn't tell if she 
was surprised to hear her daughter was not cherry but 
it didn't seem to bother her any. I figured the whole 
conversation was a farce anyway. Just an excuse to talk 
to me, size me up and probably lead me to giving her a 
romp in the sack.

"So, stud, is my daughter any good between the sheets?"

I shrugged. "Not bad for her age, I reckon, ma'am. She 
could use some more experience, sure, but I got to say, 
once she got her hands on my prick she knew what to do 
with it. And hell, ma'am, you were right there watching 
when I blew my nuts. Your daughter gobbled my cum-load 
down, right quick, licked her lips and smiled.  I'd say 
she is quite a cum-hound, wouldn't you?"

Mom smiled and came to her feet, walking up right close 
to me.

"And, you stud, I suppose you think you are just the 
one to give her that more experience that you say she 
needs?"

I grinned. "Sure I am. Why not? Would that bother you, 
Mommy?"

She smiled. "Don't you be smart with me, stud!" One 
hand came up and I thought sure she was going to slap 
me but instead she lightly stroked the side of my face. 
Her voice softened. "And no, it might not bother me at 
all. But, she's young. I'd like her to have the right 
experiences. You sure you got what it takes, stud?"

I shrugged again. "You saw what I'm packing, Mommy. 
What do you think?" 

Mom had that look on her face. It caused my prick to 
start stirring. That and the fact that she now had her 
hand caressing the back of my neck.

With her other hand, she reached down and gave my 
prick-lump some rubs and tickles through my jeans. She 
had already seen my pecker but she gave an approving 
whimper as it hardened up nicely for her. The blonde 
gave an audible sigh as she tried to give my prick a 
friendly squeeze and realized that she might not be 
able to get one hand all around it.

"By the way, my name is Angelina. While I'm feeling up 
your prick, I suppose you should know my name, beyond 
Ma'am. And, all right, I concede that you seem to have 
the prick on you, all right," she acknowledged. 
"Question is - do you know how to use it?" Angelina 
cooed in a purry voice as she continued caressing my 
cock through my jeans, "Do you have a name, stud? And 
do you know who my husband is?"

"Sure," I grinned at her, enjoying her hands playing 
with my cock. "You're married to Principal Jackson. He 
can't stand me. And my name is Brad."

"That Brad?" Angelina laughed. "The Brad? The one he 
curses all the time? The one he claims is a smart-alec 
and too cocky for his own good? What do you think my 
darling husband would think about you in the sack with 
his precious daughter? Hell, he'd probably blow a 
gasket just knowing you were in his house." She 
chuckled. "That's pretty much all he can blow anyway!"

I shrugged. My shoulders were getting sore from 
shrugging. "He'd probably like it about as much as his 
wife rubbing my cock, asking for a fuck."

Angelina gave me this sultry smile that caused my prick 
to get even steelier hard.

"Is that what I'm doing, stud? Asking you for a fuck? 
Are you sure about that there, stud? And, how would I 
know if you have what it takes?"

I'd had enough of her teasing. I put one of my muscular 
arms around her waist and pulled her to me. "Come here, 
doll! I'll show you, baby!"

She didn't even bother to feign resistance. She 
willingly let me pull her close. 

It was sweet! She was asking for a fuck all right. I 
had screwed a few other mothers and the look in her 
eyes was unmistakable.

I mashed my lips down on hers.

Her arms came around me and she kissed me back, 
eagerly, hungrily. My harsh lips slid around her creamy 
ones and our tongues were playing naughty, fun games.

The kiss lasted a long, sweet time and when she pulled 
back her head, panting slightly, she kinda purred at 
me. "Well, stud, I guess you do know how to kiss a 
woman. Are you man enough to do it again?"

I laughed and silenced her by crushing her lips some 
more. This time as we kissed, I parted the negligee and 
took two handfuls of the beauties on her chest. Ooooh. 
For an older woman her titties were plump and cuddly 
and overflowed even my big hands as I squeezed hard and 
flicked my thumbs over her big, pink nipples.

"Oh, honey," Mom moaned, "Another gold star for really 
knowing how to handle a woman's titties! But will the 
stud earn a gold star for really knowing how to fuck a 
woman? Is Brad ballsy enough to throw a fuck into his 
principal's wife?"

Grinning, I bent slightly, put one arm under her knees 
and had no problem lifting Angelina off the floor. The 
negligee slid from her body and I cuddled her, naked, 
in my arms.

"Ma'am," I said to her between kisses. "I'll show you 
whether I'm ballsy enough! Kindly direct me to the 
bedroom! Enough bull-shit talk!"

Angelina seemed to be in love with kissing me and she 
whispered into my lips, "Down the hall, Bradley! Last 
door on the left! You are so right, studly! Take me 
where I want to go!"

Her lips seemed glued to mine, which I didn't mind at 
all as I carried the naked wife of my high school 
principal down the hall of his house and kicked open 
the door to their bedroom. I slung Angelina on the bed 
and she bounced once then lay there, creamy and hot, 
cupping her boobs. I tell you, guys, she was panting 
for it. I stood beside the bed and slowly lowered my 
jeans.

I grinned as I saw the look on Angelina's face when she 
saw the prick I'm packing lurch out at her. It was hard 
and drooling from all her fondling and our hot kissing.

So I let her suck and lick my dick as I removed my t-
shirt. Little cheerleader daughter was not bad with a 
cock but, let me tell you, she should have been here 
getting lessons from Mom! What a cocksucker! As I might 
have mentioned I've got quite the prick and I've had 
more than my share of girls and women chew on my boner. 
I swear, boys, Angelina was the champ!

I was really glad I had blown a few loads into this 
woman's daughter earlier, or else Angelina's lips and 
tongue all over my prick would have surely caused me to 
cum-squirt right away. But because of my cheerleader 
cums, even though Mom had my prick in her hot mouth, I 
could still manage to get lying down, nestle my 
principal's wife between my legs, get comfortable, and 
really enjoy her blow-job. 

My nuts were tingly hot and Angelina would often move 
my prick up to my belly and give me hot hand action 
while she used that mouth on my ball-bag. She couldn't 
get both my nuts in her mouth at the same time but, 
bless her, she tried. She had a way of cuddling each of 
my nuts on her tongue and bouncing it that drove me 
wild.

Then she would twist her head and slid those luscious 
lips up the side of my cock-shaft. When she got to the 
cock-knob she would tongue all around under the 
sensitive ridge and finally up to my piss-slot. All her 
ballsucking action had the clear, pre-fuck juice just 
pissing out and Angelina would greedily lick it up.

She kept whimpering all the while she blew me. "Oh, 
Brad, what a cock! God bless the god that gave you this 
and my daughter for bringing you home to Momma!  Oh, 
Brad-stud, you can fuck me later, you can fuck me 
anytime, but right now, dear, blow Angelina a cum-load, 
please! I'm dying to taste your jism, dear. My daughter 
sure liked it and, if I may say so, I'm a better cum-
guzzler than her!"

My hands were tangled in Angelina's hair and my nuts 
felt like they were boiling. If it was cum she wanted, 
boys, cum, is what this hot blonde was going to get. 
Lots of it!

I felt my ass muscles tense and all at once that 
freight train was roaring up my spine. My balls 
tightened, thrilling cum-contractions squeezed my prick 
and hot cum roared the length of my prick and squirted 
into Angelina's hot, receptive mouth.

"Awwww, fuck, baby, here's another mouthful!" I roared 
at her as she thirstily took my cum-squirts and filled 
her mouth. Angelina gurgled and swallowed and playfully 
let some cum spill from her mouth to run down the 
throbbing sides of my cock. This was a bigger cum-load 
then any her daughter had pulled from my balls. I was 
plenty proud of this cum and Angelina sucked and 
swallowed what she could.

Cum was everywhere around my crotch and soaking my 
balls. Angelina had fun licking it all around, 
gathering up mouthfuls of cum. She would let it out of 
her mouth onto my cock-head and rub it all around with 
her tongue. 

Oh sweet Jesus, you've never lived boys, until you've 
blown a big wad and then had some hot, blonde babe, 
like Angelina, coat your cock-head with cum using her 
hot tongue! All the while whimpering and moaning and 
telling you what a stud you are and praising the load 
you just blew and telling you how sweet and tasty your 
cum is and just how much she loves licking it up for 
you!

Cum-thrills were still tingling through me as Angelina 
continued to munch on my dick and the sperm-puddles 
that were all over the sides of my cock and dripping 
down to my sac.

I tangled my hands in her silky hair and leaned back 
and just enjoyed her tongue-work. I held my ass off the 
bed sometimes so she could lick my bum as far as she 
could reach.

"Well, stud, you really know how to blow a cum-wad! 
That's obvious. And it's sweet. But you really haven't 
answered my original question yet, Bradley-sweetie. Do 
you really know what else to do with this prick? Do you 
really have what it takes to throw a really good fuck 
into a woman like me? Do you, Brad? Why don't you show 
me what you can deliver in that department, stud? 
Angelina's pussy is hot and runny and looking for cock! 
So why don't you fuck me now, stud! Hard and fast!"

I grinned and threw her over on her back and prepared 
to show Mrs. Angelina Jackson just what kind of fucking 
Mr. Brad, star quarterback of her husband Mr. Jackson's 
high school, could deliver!

End

(Unless anyone lets me know at jcorboy4679@hotmail.com 
that they'd like to read more of Brad's adventures with 
other cheerleaders and cheerleaders Moms! There won't 
be anymore.)

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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