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My Twin Sister is a Cheerleader

By: Callicious



If you are looking for a quick jerk and a lot of sex this is probably not for you. There is no actual intercourse in this first section, although there is sexual activity. This is an exploration of an extremely shy young man who is taken advantage of by senior cheerleaders, and the resultant fallout. I am listing this as First Time, although there are strong elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance and Exhibitionism in the beginning of the story. Because it has more than one part I wanted to keep it consistent in my categorizing. All participants are 18 years of age. 

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My twin sister is a cheerleader. "So what?" you say? It's simple. My mother is one of the "Cheer Mothers," and as such hosted a "Cheerleaders Dinner" at our house tonight. Should be every red-blooded guy's dream, right? What could be wrong with twenty young, nubile, cute, talkative girls in the house? What could be wrong with that? Nothing. Nothing at all, unless you are like me and are so shy you cannot speak to someone outside your own family. I don't even talk much with my own family.

The only "F" I ever received in school was in Speech class. I got up in front of class and could not say a word. I had prepared the speech right enough, but when I stood in front of everyone my knees shook so violently I had to hang on to the podium, just to keep from falling to the floor. The blood flowed slowly up my neck and into my face. My sister said my ears glowed, they were so red. I opened my mouth, but nothing would come out. Every time I had a speech to give the same thing happened. 

I can communicate in writing. In fact, I aced English, this story notwithstanding. I write political blogs and other persuasive articles regularly, but for some reason I just cannot get a word out when I'm trying to talk with someone else. I will open my mouth and have something I want to say, but it just will not come. 

My other teachers all learned not to call on me in class, because the same thing would happen. Lack of class participation didn't help my grades any, but I tried to make up for it in the thoroughness of my preparation and any writing we had to do.

That is what was wrong about having twenty young, nubile, cute, talkative girls in my house. 

My mother of course knows my affliction, as does my sister, and they promised to try to keep the girls away from me. My twin sister is one of the young, nubile, cute, talkative girls who never met a stranger, and can charm anyone anytime. If you didn't look at us you would swear we weren't even related, we were such polar opposites.

Dad was out of town, so the plan was that I would spend the evening in our finished basement in Dad's "man-cave", and leave the upper two floors to the females, but as usually seems to happen to me that idea broke down right away. They all had just arrived, and the noise was such that I had to turn the volume up on our projection TV, even though the door was closed and Dad had insulated the basement to try to semi-soundproof it. 

Mom had gone way overboard on preparing for this dinner. There seemed to be a competition between the "Cheer Mothers" on the dinners they hosted each month. What she hadn't planned for was one of the girls totally plugging the toilet in the downstairs powder room. 

I was minding my own business when all of a sudden the door at the top of the basement stairs flew open and I heard my mother say, "Jason, come quickly! I need you right now!"

Now, I love my mother. Don't get me wrong, but she is totally inept when it comes to doing anything productive with her hands. Something as simple as unplugging a toilet is beyond her capabilities. Nor could she countenance the idea of just closing off the powder room and having the girls use one of the other five bathrooms in the house, not counting the one down in the "man-cave."

With a sigh of frustration I rose from Dad's LazyBoy with the built in drink cooler and went up the stairs to see what the emergency was. I emerged from the "man-cave" right in the middle of a gaggle of young, nubile, cute, talkative girls only to face Sally Jenson, probably the most annoying, over-bearing, irritating, pains in the gluteus maximus I ever had to deal with. 

She could not see me without instantly doing something to embarrass me and make me blush. "Oooh, Ginny," she said to my sister. "You didn't tell me there would be handsome men in attendance at your party! I would have worn my sexy cheerleading outfit had I known!"

Her sexy cheerleading outfit? Sally always wore the skirt of her outfit with the waistband rolled over once to make it an inch shorter than it already was, and the sweater was so tight it looked like it was painted on. She was not wearing a bra, in contravention of the rules, and she wiggled her boobs at me just to be sure I noticed. "You are going to join us, aren't you, Jimmy? I don't have a big handsome man to escort me to dinner!" She laughed at me as I turned red as a beet and hurried wordlessly to find out what my mother's emergency was. It didn't help that I was starting to sport wood from seeing her nipples impression on her sweater.

I was able to unplug the toilet with no problem, but I didn't get the opportunity to escape I wished for. Jessica Peters accosted me as I tried to escape. "You aren't going to leave us, are you, Jimmy?" She wrapped the ends of her below the shoulder length blond hair around her finger and twirled it the way girls do to catch a guy's eye. "I was hoping you would watch our practice and see if you liked our moves. When they throw me up in the air, my skirt always flies up. Does that turn you on when my skirt flies up?" 

Ginny looked at me sympathetically as I tried to escape. My face was red, and as much as I wanted to say something, the words just would not come out. 

Tricia sidled up to me and said, "You might want to be here for that. Jessica forgot to wear her cheer bottoms. When her skirt flies up it will be her panties you would see." I fled as quickly as I could and stumbled down the stairs to escape. Why did they have to torment me like that? I had gone to school with them since Kindergarten, and now it was my senior year. It didn't help the picture of Jessica's skirt flying up showing her young, nubile, cute, long legs, and her panties was stuck in my mind. First Sally's breasts with nipples poking, and then the thought of Jessica's panties had me sporting wood for fair. 

I had not been blind to the other sixteen young, nubile, cute, talkative girls I had had to navigate my way through. Those cheerleading outfits were not designed to hide their bodies! It was a sight to see when they were on the football field or the basketball court, but up close and personal in my house when they were so close I couldn't help brushing against them as I tried to work my way through the living room was sensory overload to a young man who has all the normal urges, but has them bottled due to his inability to even talk with a girl. I tried, I honestly tried, but it was just like Speech class. The blood would rise into my face and ears, and my vocal cords would seize up, and no sound would come forth. 

I tried my best to ignore the noises from upstairs, and focused my attention as best I could on Call of Duty, which I have beaten so many times it is hardly a challenge any more, but I kept getting myself killed. Instead of the screen I kept seeing Sally's tits pushing out her sweater, and kept hearing Tricia's voice talking about Jessica's panties. They weren't the first tits I've seen, or the first panties either for that matter. I look at porn. True, I haven't seen them in the flesh, but still. . . .

About nine o'clock my mother came down the stairs to say her youngest sister had just called. She was going into labor, and my mother had promised to take care of her other children while she was gone. She had to leave. The girl's mothers were due to pick up all of the underclass girls any time now, and Ginny had strict instructions on the rest of the night. I groaned. I had forgotten the other five senior girls were having a sleepover with Ginny tonight. With Mom home I'd be OK, but without her to help run interference I knew I was probably in for a rough night. I'd wait just a few minutes until the underclass girls left and then try to sneak up to my room and lock myself in. Hopefully the others would be holed up in Ginny's room.

My plans were thwarted when at 9:30 I heard the upstairs door pop open and six girls started trooping down the stairs, with Sally in the lead. They were talking and giggling together, teasing Marissa as they came. Marissa was a new transfer student in her senior year from an all-girls Catholic school, and she had never seen a naked man or watched porn. 

They were planning to watch a DVD Sally had taken from her brother on Dad's large projection TV with the surround sound. I quickly shut down Call of Duty and was getting ready to make my escape, when Sally, my worst nemesis noticed I was down there.

"Jimmy, I didn't know you were down here. I might have come down sooner!" She walked over to the couch and dragged me down next to her. 

Ginny, my sister, apologized. "I'm sorry, Jimmy. I thought you were up in your room. We can go up to my room and watch it, girls."

"Oh, nonsense," said Sally as she linked her arm in mine and pressed the side of her breast against it in the process. Think of math, Jimmy. Think of math! "Marissa has never watched porn. Have you, Jimmy? Maybe he can help explain it to Marissa!" Of course I was blushing furiously, and so was Marissa. I shook my head and started to rise, but Sally held on to my arm. "Oh come on. I've never watched porn with a real live man before. It'll be fun."

Tricia jumped on the couch on the other side of me and grabbed my other arm and said, "Yeah. You missed Jessica's panties when her skirt flew up when we tossed her. We had to do it several times because we just didn't get that routine right! Maybe this will make up for what you missed!"

I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole. Tracy, Tricia's twin was right behind Jessica and grabbed the bottom of her skirt and flipped it up in the air, showing me the back of her thong, and of course her butt cheeks before it settled back in place. "It went like this, Jason. See what you missed?"

"Hey, quit that! I'm not showing him my panties!"

"Oh, settle down. He'll see as much or more when we go swimming later. I've seen your bikini."

"That's different!"

"Not much." I started to get up again, but Sally held me down and said, "Why don't you watch it with us?" She was pressing her breast into my arm as she held it. I just didn't have the nerve to get up and walk across the room with the boner I had in my shorts, but I didn't want to be here either. Ginny looked uncomfortable with the situation, but Kelly plugged in the DVD and started it, then jumped on the other couch with Ginny and Marissa. Marissa looked over at me a couple of times, and I know she was uncomfortable with me in the room, too, but she was afraid to say anything and risk more teasing.

The DVD opened with a woman with 'enhanced' tits in a French maids costume supposedly dusting with a feather duster, bending way over with her feet apart showing the bottom of her panties above the tops of her fishnet stockings, and then moving around the room, 'dusting' and striking provocative poses from different angles. Another woman came into the scene, purportedly the housewife who watched her gyrations before walking over and kissing the 'maid' and stroking her tits and ass. 

They started undressing each other and made out in various stages of undress until both were nude and horizontal on the couch. The 'maid' kept tickling the other woman with the feather duster. The 'maid' had a fully shaved pussy, while the other woman had a landing strip over hers. All in all it was so unrealistic as to be laughable, and it really didn't do anything to turn me on. I thought the fake boobs looked ridiculous, although the other woman looked pretty good. 

The girls were laughing at the scene and making fun of the women. Sally kept asking me if I liked it and what I thought, while pressing her braless breast against my arm almost as emphasis. Tricia had put her hand on my thigh down at the bottom of my shorts, which were an inch or so above my knee as I sat there. She kept tickling my leg with her fingernails at the end of my shorts, and had pulled them upward an inch or two. Her fingernails seemed to have a direct hotwire to my cock.

When the two women moved into a 69 Sally unconsciously squeezed my arm tighter and started squirming a little on the seat. Lesbian action never really did anything for me. Of course, I liked watching the naked women, but overall I found it disappointing. When the scene ended I noticed the girls all were flushed and breathing a little heavily.

Ginny went upstairs to get us some beers. Mom lets us have a couple of beers if we are going to be staying at home, and she told Ginny the limit tonight was two apiece. While she was gone Sally said, "How'd you like that, Jason? Pretty hot?" I had enjoyed watching the girls in the room more than chick on chick action. Maybe I'm not like other guys, I don't know. I haven't really talked about it with any of them. It just doesn't do it for me. I just shrugged, and blushed. I hated being the point of attention. 

Tricia scraped her nails up and down on my lower thigh again and said, "I think he likes it. Just look at that boner." I tried to cover myself, but Sally wasn't having it. She pulled my hands away and all the girls got a good look. I rapidly shriveled under their gazes, which caused Sally to remark. "Look, Jason's cock is bashful, too! That got them laughing. 

I wanted to leave, but I couldn't get away without fighting to get loose. Being the butt of their jokes was not enjoyable. Fortunately, Ginny came back with the beers right then, and Kelly started the DVD. I looked over at Marissa, and she looked back at me with what looked like compassion in her eyes.

The next scene was outdoors, with a muscle-bound man with a tight unbuttoned shirt rode bareback, other than a blanket, on a horse up to a fence on which sat a girl in a long dress with a low-cut billowy top that showed the beginnings of her cleavage. Her nipples could be seen pressing through the thin cotton fabric. 

The guy on the horse pulled her up onto the horse in front of him and started kissing her, then started caressing her breasts through the top. It was only minutes before he had pulled her top down over her shoulders and was kissing and sucking on one boob while squeezing and plucking at the nipple of the other.

I never understood why porn didn't have any kind of real plot or story line to it. It really seemed artificial to me with two questionable actors coming out and going straight to sex, although I must say seeing her tits out and him sucking on them had my cock hard again. 

Tricia had her nails going on my thigh, and had shifted her hand somewhat so that she was stroking on the inside of it more so than on the top. Her ministrations, although unintentional, had a direct impact on my arousal. 

Sally on the other hand kind of moaned under her breath and squeezed her braless tit on my arm and rubbed it absentmindedly a couple of times when the actor was particularly intent in his boob play.

I had always thought porn was more of a thing for guys, but as I glanced around the room once or twice I saw the girls were all vicariously reacting to what they were watching. Marissa, having never seen such a thing was wide-eyed.

That poor horse was being put upon, because the next thing that happened, the girl swung her leg athwart his neck, but facing to the rear rather than to the fore, and her dress was pulled completely off and discarded. She was wearing no underwear, and leaned back on the horse's neck with her ass just behind the horse's withers as the man, who had lost his shirt, slid back far enough to lean forward, placing her legs over his shoulders, and planted his face in her shaved pussy. 

Sally's breath hissed in between her teeth. I don't think she even knew I was there anymore as she watched the girl plucking at both of her nipples as the man ate her out. She was moaning and writhing in ecstasy, how real is questionable, until she wailed in orgasm, real or simulated. 

Next, the man jumped down from the horse and lifted off the girl. He laid the blanket out on the ground as she dropped to her knees and unbuckled and unzipped his jeans and pulled them down. Marissa was leaning forward in her seat, wide-eyed, and with her hand over her gaping mouth in anticipation of seeing a cock for the first time. He had his back to the camera as the girl sucked his cock into her mouth and started going to town on a blowjob, while stroking his cock with one hand and playing with her pussy with the other. The camera moved around to a side view to see his cock, encased in her hand going in and out of her mouth as she moaned and he groaned until he came. The first shot went into her mouth, as was evidenced when he pulled out and it ran out, and then she jacked him some more causing him to come on her face and then all over her breasts. 

The scene faded and the video show ended as he was still ejaculating on her, leaving Marissa disappointed. "I didn't really get to see his cock! It was mostly covered the whole time," she complained. I thought I was going to get to see one finally."

I had noticed they really didn't show it off like they normally do in porn movies, probably because he really wasn't all that big. I think he was in the video because he had such a chiseled body, with a very defined six-pack and pecs. 

Ginny jumped up and said, "Everyone ready for your second beer?" Of course we all were. 

Marissa said something more about not getting to see her first cock, and how disappointed she was about it. Sally said, "I've got a great idea! Jason can show you his! From the looks of his shorts he has a pretty good one!" Now I'm not overly large, at six and three-quarters inches I'm a little above average, but I had seen guys in gym class that were bigger. 

I instantly recoiled from the idea and tried to get away from Sally's hold on my arm. She held to me though and looked up at me. "Come on. Let her see it."

I shook my head "No," rather vehemently. Being so shy I couldn't talk in front of people I sure wasn't going to drop trou and show off my cock! Sally wouldn't take "no" for an answer. I guess she was so turned on by the video she wasn't really thinking straight. She reached her other hand over and grabbed my cock through my shorts and stroked it back and forth a couple of times. "I really think Jason is bigger than the guy in the movie! Let's see!"

I tried to push her hand away with my other hand, but Tricia followed Sally's lead and grabbed my other arm and held it down. Now I'm not the buffest guy around, and I was leaning back in the couch without any leverage against their weight on my arms. 

I tried to squirm free, but Tracy jumped into the fray and grabbed the bottom of my shirt, pulling it up over my face, and as the other girls pulled my arms up basically immobilized my arms. "Oooh! Look who's been hitting the gym! Looking good, there, Jason!"

I was still struggling, lashing out with my legs trying desperately to get free when Tracy jumped on top of them and Jessica joined in to pin me down. "Take his shorts off, Tracy, said Sally." I couldn't see what was happening with my shirt over my face, and was struggling blindly, to no effect and Tracy grabbed my belt buckle and unfastened it, then unbuttoned my shorts, writhe as I might to get free. Jessica reached in to help and they quickly unzipped me and pulled them down off of my hips. 

My erection had disappeared in all of the struggle to everyone's disappointment, Marissa's most of all. She was not in on the action, but she was the intended beneficiary, although the others were enjoying it as well. 


My Twin Sister is a Cheerleader Ch. 02



If you have not read Chapter 1, please read it first so you understand what is happening.

If you are looking for a quick jerk and a lot of sex this is probably not for you. There is no actual intercourse in this chapter, although there is sexual activity. This is an exploration of an extremely shy young man who is taken advantage of by senior cheerleaders, and the resultant fallout. I am listing this as First Time, although there are strong elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance and Exhibitionism verging on Group Sex. Because it has more than one part I wanted to keep it consistent in my categorizing. All participants are 18 years of age.  




I could not believe my boldness! Two hours ago I couldn't even get a word out in front of these girls, even when they were taking advantage of me. I struggled and tried to get away, of course, but I couldn't get a word out. It was not until Sally had finished jacking me off and I was so angry, that my anger overcame my shyness and I told them off and threatened them with charges of rape. Now here they were, four nude girls standing in front of me, with another girl without her cheer sweater, wearing the cutest lace bra, waiting for me to take their picture. 

They were all fidgeting and uncomfortable, with their hands fluttering about, wanting desperately to cover themselves, but that was part of the deal. They couldn't cover up if they didn't want charges filed, or at least a call to the Cheer Sponsor at the school, and suspension and possible expelling. The photo of them all nude together was to be certain no word of what had been done got out. I have been teased and mocked since Kindergarten for my shyness, and I was not going to take them making fun of my inability to protest as they heaped on me the greatest embarrassment of my life.

I derived no satisfaction from embarrassing and humiliating them. I would much have preferred to be seeing my first naked girl because we liked each other and were enjoying each other's company, but I knew that was very unlikely to happen. I was already feeling the rage dissipate and along with it was having trouble making myself speak, but I forced myself to overcome my shyness.

It was happenstance that Tracy was the last to disrobe under my assistance, but as Sally had been the ringleader and had been first, and the first girl I ever saw nude, I thought it poetic justice that I had disrobed Tracy, and felt her up some in the process, because she was the one who actually pulled my shorts off, and exposed me to Marissa. 

I had been silently watching Marissa all year since she transferred to our school from the Catholic girl's school. To be exposed and humiliated in front of the one I secretly had a bit of a crush on had been the last straw.

I arranged Marissa in the middle, with Tricia and Tracy on either side, and then Sally and Jessica on the ends. "Smile for me. Look like you are having fun. You are having fun, aren't you?"

Tears still streaked faces, and a grimace would be closer to the look I was given than would be a smile. Sally, in particular had become resigned to her state, and was slowly becoming more comfortable with her nudity. Tracy was still unsure, particularly since I had done the disrobing, and had felt her as no other guy had ever done. Of course, the others knew they had that coming as well. I took a couple of shots of the girls standing together and lowered the camera. 

Ginny was still over on the steps sitting and watching the action. She being my twin and closest confidant was still angry over what they had done to me. "I think maybe you should take some individual shots, Jimmy. Who knows, maybe one of them will spill the beans, and it wouldn't be fair to punish all of them, now would it? Maybe they would like to do some more provocative poses for you?"

Jessica gasped, "I don't think so. This is bad enough. How do I know he won't put it out on the internet or something?"

Ginny got up from the steps and walked over and got in her face. "You are the ones who humiliated my brother, knowing how shy he is. What did he ever do to you? He has always been nice to you, even though you have made his life a living hell all these years. When is the last time you ever saw him doing anything mean to anybody?"

"We didn't mean anything bad about it." Tears were starting to flow again. "We just were teasing him."

"Maybe you should consider then that he doesn't 'mean anything bad about it,' that he is just 'teasing' you. You know Jimmy better than that! Has he ever done anything to hurt anyone?" When no one responded she jumped back into attack mode. "Well, has he?" 

Again tears were flowing as they all shook their heads. "I know for a fact Jimmy has always kind of had a crush on each of you at one time or another, but was too shy to say anything. Maybe if instead of constantly teasing him and put him on the defensive, you might have gotten to know him a little better and found out what a wonderful guy he really is." I'm really embarrassed to write that, but I didn't say it, she did, and it is the truth, well at least the part of getting to know me is.

Jessica stepped out of the line and walked over to me and gave me a hug. WOW! Is all I can say. My first hug from a girl, and she was nude! "I'm sorry for the way I've treated you, Jimmy. I didn't mean anything by it, really. Can you forgive me?"

The shyness was back, completely. I couldn't get out a word. I just shook my head yes and hugged her back before stepping quickly away. My cock had been mostly hard, but it had instantly gone to full mast as soon as I felt her naked body against mine. "Are you going shy on me again?" she asked with a smile, but for once it was an honest, for real smile. "I'm the one who is naked. I should be the one who is shy." I smiled back, for the first time a real smile back, not feeling pushed in a corner or belittled. I opened my arms to her and stepped back into another hug. She could feel my hard cock against her belly, and she giggled. "I think you like this," as she pressed against me. 

I could only nod. I remembered a part of the agreement was that I could do anything with them that I wanted to, but suddenly the need to get even, to retaliate for the humiliation was gone. Instead, I was overwhelmed by the feeling of a girl in my arms, one who put herself there, and the indescribably soft feeling of her skin in my hands. Involuntarily they started to roam up and down her back, caressing and making love to her. Not sexual love, but just expressing love for another being. The feeling was so exquisite. How something could be so soft, yet so firm. 

I had felt some of the same feelings while disrobing Tracy, but with Jessica already nude, and in my arms the feeling was multiplied. I slid my hands up and down her sides, feeling the swell of her breasts and down to her hips, then around to caress her ass and the crease between her ass and her legs, and back up again, then to slowly sweep my hands across the back of her shoulders into another embrace. 

"That's nice," she whispered. "Please don't be shy." Jessica drew her head back from my cheek and looked me in the eyes. "We really do like you."

I reluctantly released her and stepped back, trying to decide what to do. I had made them all strip, but now with the drive to humiliate gone I almost felt badly. On the other hand, as an eighteen year old guy with four nude girls before me, and another there wearing a short cheer skirt and a lacy bra, I had other drives going. I sat down on the couch and looked at them. Ginny was there with us also, but Ginny was always there for me. I don't know what I would have done if I didn't have Ginny. Of course, she was dressed. She was my sister.

"I really don't know what to do," I mumbled. "At first I was mad, and I just wanted to get even, to humiliate you, like I felt humiliated, but that just isn't who I am. Come sit down. In fact, you can get dressed now if you want to. We'll call it even." I don't know if it was my inherent shyness or my low self-image, but I was really starting to feel down, and just wanted to go away.

Sally walked over to the couch and sat down next to me and slipped her arm around my waist. "Jimmy, you are a nice guy. We did you wrong, and you still are a nice guy. Now you are really making me feel guilty." She kissed me on the cheek and put her other arm around me. For the second time in just a few minutes I was getting a hug from a nude girl. The feeling of her breasts pressed against my arm far transcended the way they felt the first time when she had her sweater on. 

My cock was still paying attention, but with the changes in emotion in me was starting to go down. Sally looked down and realized my feelings. Tricia sat down on my other side and also put her arms about me. "I'm really so sorry, Jimmy. How can I really make it up to you?"

Sally laid her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Please, Jimmy, don't feel down. We don't want you to get even, but we want to make it up to you. Let us do something for you to make you feel good. I know you have thought about things you want to do with a girl. Tell us what they are and let us make them come true for you tonight. We will never have another chance like this."

I hung my head down and squeezed my eyes closed. There was no way I could tell them what I wanted to do with them. No way could I ever speak such things to a girl! I blushed deeply as I sat there. Jessica moved over and knelt at my feet, putting her hands on my upper thighs and squeezing them gently. "Don't be shy, Jimmy. We are here for you. Let us make it up to you, please. If we get dressed and leave you now we will feel guilty the rest of our lives. For our sake, if not for yours, please let us do something for you."

Tracy also moved over and knelt down by Jessica. "When you were taking my clothes off you were caressing my skin, and it felt wonderful. No other guy has ever made it feel so nice. You acted like you wanted more than just a quick feel-up and to get a hand job or a blow job. You made me feel like you valued ME. I, who had wronged you so badly, and you acted like my skin was a treasure. If you would like it I want you to feel my body any way you want to. Please?" She took one of my hands and placed it on her left breast. Her nipple was in the palm of my hand, and it felt divine.

My feelings were convoluted. I had the equivalent of a gourmet feast spread out in front of me, but I was afraid of myself, like I didn't deserve it. "When you took my nipple in your mouth I thought I was going to cum in my panties, she said. "I've only gone that far with a couple of guys, and they just wanted to grab them and suck on the quickly, but you caressed my nipple with your tongue. Did you like it? You acted like you did. Did you notice how wet I was when you slid your hands up my legs and brushed my pussy? Nobody ever did that before. Nobody ever saw it before. I wasn't feeling sexy, but you made me feel sexy and desirable. Would you do that again, for me, if not for you?"

I slowly lifted my head, my eyes moist with conflicting emotions. Oh how I wanted to take advantage of the situation, but I was afraid. I started to say "Let it go," but then Marissa walked over and stood directly behind Jessica, and directly in front of me.

"I feel like I'm not being fair to the other girls. They were trying to be nice to me, since I've never seen a penis before tonight." She reached behind her back and unzipped her skirt. "I think it's only fair I participate in the punishment as well." 

Her panties were lacy, just like her bra, and I could see just a hint of her pubic hair through them as her skirt dropped to the floor. She was blushing deeply as she reached behind her back again and released her bra. "I've never even been seen in my underwear before."

"Marissa, you don't have to do this."

"I want to. No, that isn't true. I'm terrified to do this, but I agree with Jessica. I feel so badly about how we have treated you." She let her bra drop to the floor and I was stuck speechless at the sight. She had the cutest puffy nipples! 

Whenever I looked at porn and saw a girl with puffies I always thought they were the best. I was overwhelmed by them. All I could think of was how good they would feel in my mouth. I know my eyes widened when I saw them, and she became very self-conscious. "I know they aren't pretty like the other girls. I never let anyone see them, even the girls. They're weird."

"Weird? What are you talking about? They are beautiful! I love puffies!"

Ginny piped up. "You can believe him, Marissa. He forgot to log out of the computer one night, and I found it. He has dozens of pictures of girls with puffy nipples on it. Good thing I found it instead of Mom, hmmh?"

"Wow! Thanks, Ginny." I was blushing crimson again.

"Do you really like them, Jimmy. You aren't just trying to be nice, are you?" Her breasts were a nice B-cup, and the areolas were a light brown, just a little bigger than a quarter, and puffed out at least half an inch, before being crowned by a nice nipple. They were just begging to be sucked!

"Marissa, they are wonderful! They are just made to be sucked on and . . . ." Suddenly I realized what I was saying and my voice stopped and the blood flooded my face. I dropped my face into my hands, so totally embarrassed. I raised my head and looked up when I felt something soft and warm press against the back of my hand.

"Would you like to try them?" Marissa had stepped between me and Jessica somehow, and it was her nipple brushing against my hand. "Would you also do me the honor of removing my panties. I feel like I owe you that much."

"No, you don't owe me anything," I managed to whisper.

"I feel like I do, and I really want you to be the first one to see me." I couldn't refuse her offer of her nipples. This was indeed a dream come true. I reached out to her and put my hands on her tiny waist, drawing her just a couple of inches closer to me, just enough to open my mouth and gently caress the most beautiful tits I've seen with my tongue and lips. 

Nirvana! 

Marissa moaned when I sucked it into my mouth and the nipple touched the back of my throat, especially when I swallowed. "My panties. Take off my panties," she moaned. "I want it to be all the way like the other girls."

My fingers seemed to find their way on their own into the waistband of her panties and I slipped them down off her hips and down to her knees, where they fell to the floor. 

I didn't let her nipple out of my mouth as I looked down to see her pubic hair, which was trimmed neatly, and edged to be covered by her bikini, but was otherwise all there. I ran the fingers of one hand through her curly hairs and down to the beginning of her slit and onto her outer lips, which were rapidly swelling as I continued to lave her nipple with my tongue. As I pulled my hand back out from between her legs I let one finger trail along her slit, collecting moisture, and I drew a gasp from her as my finger crossed the prominent knob at the front.

Sally whispered in my ear, "That was hot! I'm almost wishing you hadn't said you wouldn't fuck us! This isn't punishment! You have to let us do something for you." Her hand stole over to my cock and stroked it a time or two through my shorts. "Please? You have to have some fantasies. Now is your chance. We already agreed to let you touch us, or whatever, but you haven't done it. What do you want us to do?"

I sat silent for a minute, and then I said. "Before tonight I had never seen a girl naked, either. It's a lot different than looking at porn." I blushed, again. "I want you all to sit on the edge of the couches, with your arms behind your backs, and spread your legs. I want to look at your pussies up close." That brought a gasp from a couple of the girls.

"I don't think I can do that," said Tricia. "This is embarrassing enough, isn't it?"

"Is it? I'm not holding you down and doing something forcibly to you, like you did to me." I had started to soften in my attitude, but this angered me a little again.

"I'm sorry," she said and hanged her head. "I guess not." She got up and moved over to the couch and sat down on the edge. She spread her legs and leaned back on her hands. "Like this?"

I just nodded, I could not get a word out. The sight in front of me was far better than anything I had seen in pictures. 

I waited a moment as the others sheepishly followed suit, and then I stepped between Tricia's legs and got on my knees, to get an up close look at the first pussy I had really looked at. Since it was totally shaved I could see it easily enough. I put my hands on her thighs and slowly slid them higher and higher until I was at the junction of her legs and her pelvis. She was quivering at my touch.

I had already touched her sister's pussy lightly when I removed her panties, but I wanted to do a more, now. I gently placed my thumb and first finger knuckle on her outer lips, which caused her to jump and start to close her legs. "You have to keep your legs open, and I get to touch. Remember?" 

She nodded, not very happy with the situation, but she slowly opened her legs again, and pressing lightly on her pussy I opened the lips so I could see everything. With my other hand I reached a finger and traced the inside of her pussy, opening the inner lips and lightly pressed the tip of it into her vagina, but just to the first knuckle. I knew she was a virgin and I was afraid of hurting the hymen. She was wet, but I knew she wasn't all that turned on yet. I pulled my finger out of her vagina and slid it forward to find her clitoris, hidden as it was. She gasped when I pressed on it lightly. I cupped her pussy in my hand as I stood to move over to her sister.

Tracy, being Tricia's twin had a pussy just like her sister's, except she had that tiny, thin landing strip pointing down to her slit. "Why the little landing strip? Isn't it hard to do and keep straight?"

"That's so a guy can find it in the dark," she said. "That is if I ever let a guy down there."

"I like it. It adds definition." I played around with her pussy just a little bit, as I had with Tracy, but I found her to be wetter, whether carryover from earlier, or the situation was turning her on.

I moved to Jessica next, and found her sitting with her eyes closed tightly. "Open your eyes, Jessica, and look at me." She did so, with a look of shame on her face. "What's the matter?"

"No one has ever done anything like this to me before."

"You didn't seem worried about talking about showing me your panties when you were teasing me before." 

"But that was different. I was doing it then, and I was in control. And it wasn't this much."

"The shoe pinches when it's on the other foot, doesn't it?" She nodded, mute. "Does this give you an idea of what it's like to be humiliated like I have been by you most of my life?"

"I promise I'll never tease anyone, ever again." Tears started to flow from her eyes as I knelt between her knees. I wasn't trying to 'get even,' but if there was any satisfaction in punishing any of them it was here. Jessica had been probably the second biggest tormenter I had. Besides that, next to Marissa, she was the prettiest of them all, and I was enjoying her body. 

Her sparse blond pussy hairs were trimmed only enough for her bikini, but were thin enough the lips were plainly visible. They were a little coarser than the hairs on her head, but still felt soft on my fingers as I combed through them. Her lips were nice and plump, and felt very nice when I slid my fingers over them. I cupped her pussy in my hand and gently squeezed and caressed it lightly, stroking it from back to front several times. Her breath hissed between her teeth as I stroked toward the front and I trailed a finger in the slit. Her outer lips were swelling noticeably with just the little bit of stimulus I was giving them, and I felt the warmth and moisture on my fingertip. 




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I opened her lips as I had the twins, and traced the inside of her pussy with my fingertip, finding it to be rather wet and getting hotter. She was shifting on the couch, and gave an obvious gasp when I rubbed across her clit, which was sticking out, and obviously quite sensitive. "I think you have a lovely pussy, Jessica. I could enjoy playing with it a lot longer," but I had had my fun. 

Next was Marissa. "Marissa, you don't have to do this. You weren't responsible for what happened."

"My dad always says the man who buys the meat is just as guilty as the butcher that killed the cow. I'm a part of this."

Secretly, I was glad. Marissa was my ideal of a girl. Not only was she pretty, she was not stuck up, but quietly sweet and gentle. She had never taken part in tormenting me, but had always looked at me sympathetically when the others bothered me. I felt badly about including her in what I was doing to the others, because I wanted to do so much more with her. I didn't want to mess up my chances, not that I had a prayer of having the guts to ask her out! Nevertheless, I knelt between her legs, and caressed them in awe, as she looked me in the eyes and smiled at me.

It was a trembling hand that combed through her pussy hairs and stroked her pussy. It was hot to the touch and quite wet. Her lips were quite swollen, and seemed to grip my finger when I slid it through her crease. She hummed in pleasure as my finger slipped through her juicy love box. With quivering fingers I spread her outer lips open to look into her pink heaven. I gently slipped a fingertip into her vagina in and out just a little bit, very gently.

"You can put your finger in further if you want to. I'm a virgin, but my hymen was broken in a bicycle accident my freshman year."

I slipped my finger on up inside of her, feeling the moist warmth of the first pussy I had ever penetrated with anything. I slid it in and out a couple of times, and felt an area on the front side of her vagina that felt different. Marissa gasped when my finger stroked it a couple of times, and was very disappointed when I pulled my finger back out and I moved on over to Sally.

Purposely, I had saved Sally for last. She was my nemesis. She also was the one who most flaunted her sexuality, constantly tormenting me with it. Jessica was bad about things like teasing about her panties, but Sally was the one who would go without her bra and draw my attention to it. I had been pretty tame with the others, except for Marissa, at her urging, but I had plans for Sally. She had been watching closely as I diddled with Marissa and the others, and she was visibly stimulated.

My approach was much more direct with her than with the others. Her lips were also swollen with arousal, but they were not as fat as were either Jessica or Marissa's. They were opening, showing the building moisture in her pussy. I cupped it in my hand and reached up and pinched one of her nipples lightly in my fingers as I caressed her pussy in a circular motion while simultaneously gently squeezing her pussy lips together with my fingers. 

Her nipple hardened rapidly in my fingers, and she moaned. I slipped my two middle fingers into her crease and slid them back to front, pressing into her pussy while pulling and lightly twisting her nipple. After doing this for a couple of minutes my fingers rubbed directly on her clit, causing her to pant and arch her pelvis forward into my hand. After just a little of this attention I stopped, knowing I was leaving her hanging. She had been a cock-tease long enough. I thought it high time she got some of her own treatment back. 

"Jimmy, please don't quit now! That feels so good!"

I just smiled and shook my head, and with a fingertip rubbed directly on her clit eliciting a gasp, and then I quit again. My cock was so hard it hurt! I also had a big wet circle on the front of my shorts.

Ginny spoke up from the other side of the room, "That was so hot! I almost wish you weren't my brother so I could get in on that!" We had forgotten she was even in the room, and we for sure had forgotten she had the camera!

To be continued.



My Twin Sister is a Cheerleader Ch. 03



If you have not read Chapters one and two i suggest you do so. This chapter will make a lot more sense. If you are looking for a lot of sex this is not the place for you. There is significant sexual activity in this chapter, but no actual intercourse. Enjoy! Please do me the kindness of constructive comments to help me with improving my writing. 

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It was rather late in the evening, but tomorrow was Saturday. Knowing my sister, I knew these girls weren't planning to go to bed anytime soon, and with five naked girls here, who had to stay with me until they went home tomorrow, I was in no hurry to go to bed either! I had wanted to dive in and taste my first pussy the whole time I was diddling them, but intentionally held off. 

I actually had not intended to go nearly as far with them as I had, but they had insisted I continue, and now that the genie was out of the bottle I had no intention of trying to put him back in! From this point on I intended to make everything I did with them optional. While they had forced me I did not want to go the same route with them. From this point on it was all going to be fully consensual, not a coerced consent under threat of being reported for what they had done to me.

I stood up from where I had been kneeling between Sally's legs. My rock-hard cock had my shorts tented out for fair, and there was a large wet spot on the front of them showing how turned on I was. Sally saw it and licked her lips.

"I want to say 'thank you' for what I've experienced tonight, the second half of it anyway. From this point on I will consider all debts paid, with the exception you cannot dress, and you have to stay with me. I will never have an opportunity to spend the night and morning with five beautiful, naked, girls again, and I'm not going to relax that." Actually, having my sister dressed in her cheer outfit contrasting with their nudity made it all that much more spectacular. "That is not to say I may not touch you from time to time in an intimate way, but any other activities we indulge in will be totally voluntary. If you don't want to participate you are free to pass. I will not be party to forcing anyone, nor do I want you to pressure anyone to do anything they don't want to do. Clear? Fair?"

There were nods all around, and some looks of anticipation, mixed with looks of uncertainty.

"Ginny, why don't you call and order a couple of pizzas? I don't know about everyone else, but I'm getting hungry." Everyone seemed to like the idea. "I'm sure you will make the pizza delivery guy's night answering in your cheer outfit. I bet he would like it if the others went up too." The look of horror on the girl's faces was priceless. "Just kidding, girls! I'm not sharing!" 

When Ginny went up the stairs to order pizza Marissa stepped over by me. I couldn't help looking at her puffy nipples. They were absolutely scrumptious! The rest of her body was awesome also. None of the girls were bad looking, but Marissa always turned my eyes. "Jimmy, can I ask a favor?" Anything Marissa asked would be difficult for me to refuse.

"Sure. What do you need?"

"All of us are naked, but you aren't. Would you take your clothes off, too, and let me see your cock again?" I blushed crimson. All the other girls perked up, and were looking at me, hopeful. The idea of exposing myself to their gaze was horrifying. "Please, for me? It wasn't easy for me to get naked in front of you either."

Had it been any of the other girls, refusal would have been easy. Marissa, however, was a different story. For me to refuse her anything would be hard, but to expose myself willingly in front of all these girls. . . I didn't know if I could do it. I tried to answer, but the words stuck in my throat. 

She stepped closer to me so she could speak softly in my ear. Seeing those magnificent breasts next to my arm, and thinking of holding her in my arms, with them nestled against my chest caused my cock to pulse. She put her hand on my shoulder and leaned in to whisper, with her breath tickling my ear. I thought my knees would buckle. "You don't know how much it would mean to me. I've never seen another cock, before tonight, and I thought yours was very nice. I'd really like to get to touch it. I've never touched one before."

When she said touch, it lurched in my shorts. How could I say "no," but how could I bring myself to take my clothes off. I couldn't even talk to people. Yes, I was able to talk with these girls tonight, but that was extraordinary. I was now comfortable enough to talk with them, but disrobe? Have them looking at me? I wanted to please Marissa, and if it was just the two of us I would not have had as much difficulty, but . . . It was just too much!

"I'll help you." I turned my head toward her and looked into those captivating blue eyes, and I knew I was a goner, but how could I? I would freeze, just like I did in Speech class, and I would be a mockery again before these girls with whom I had finally broken the ice. "I c-c-c-can't," I murmured. Marissa placed her other hand on my chest and lightly stroked it back and forth. "I'll do it for you. Please??? For me?" She reached her head forward and nipped at my earlobe.

I melted inside. I could feel my cock leaking more precum. It was that intense. Gently I nodded my head, just a fraction, but it was enough for Marissa. "Thank you," she breathed. 

I expected her to just start pealing them from me as quickly as she could, but that was not Marissa's style. She had understanding and empathy. I know she understood what a tremendous undertaking it was for me to agree. Instead of just dropping my shorts right there she gave me a little squeeze, oh how delightful her breasts felt, and a little kiss on the cheek before undoing the one buttoned button on my polo, and gently started to pull it up, sliding her hands up my sides as she did it.

The feeling was exquisite until she got the shirt just above my belly button. The dried cum on my chest and belly had stuck to the hairs and to my shirt. I don't have a lot of body hair, but from my navel up to mid-chest I had enough of a smattering of hair that it pulled. When I flinched she stopped, and then giggled when she realized what the problem was. Her giggle, not at me for a change, broke the ice. The tension was released, and even though I was getting naked in front of these girls it didn't bother me any more. 

Marissa slipped her hand under my shirt at my belly and gently separated the hairs and the shirt before slipping it up and off over my head. I heard a couple of the girls complimenting my chest and abs as the shirt went over my head. 

"Jimmy, why have you been hiding all this time? I promise you, you have nothing to be ashamed of!" Sally continued, "I haven't been out with any guy who was built like you yet! I wish I had known!"

Marissa just rested her hand on my chest and said, "You snooze, you lose. Finders keepers." She winked up at me and then brushed those nipples against mine. I almost shot my load right then and there!

"May I do the shorts, now?" she whispered.

I just gave her a little smile and millimetric nod. 

She could have just unbuckled the belt, unfastened the button and zipper and pulled them down, but Marissa was much more thoughtful and considerate than that. She knew what it was costing me to do this, and she showed her appreciation by kneeling down and reaching for the belt while looking me in the eyes. She held my eyes as she unfastened the belt, and then glanced away to find the button. Then, she looked back into my eyes and smiled gently as she unfastened my shorts and lowered them. 

Looking in to that girls eyes was my undoing, I already had a crush on her, but when she looked at me that way there was no way I could deny her anything. There was also no way any other girl could ever take the place in my heart Marissa had just taken. 

When my shorts were around my ankles I stepped out of them as Marissa put them to the side. She put her soft little hands on my calves and slid them up my legs, across the backs of my knees and on up the back side of my thighs until they went inside my boxer legs and up to my ass, where she gently caressed my cheeks. That brought her face up to where my cock was directly in front of her face. She still held my eyes and whispered, "May I?"

All I could do was nod. I was speechless, but this time for an entirely different reason. I was enthralled by this girl, this lovely maiden, who had embarrassed and demeaned herself, not out of necessity as the others, once she had removed her sweater, but rather because she thought it the right thing to do, and because she wanted me. 

Marissa smiled the most lovely smile and slid her hands around from the back to the front, caressed my cock one time and then slowly and teasingly slipped her hands down the fronts of my legs and out of my boxers. She grasped them by the waistband and gently pulled them down and out over the head of my cock. I heard a gasp and a moan from behind her, but I don't know who it was, for I was still looking into the eyes of the beauty who was looking deeply into mine. It was not until she had pulled them to my knees that she looked down to be certain I could step out of them without tripping. 

Once I had my feet free of my boxers and was standing there starkers, just as were the girls, Marissa looked back into my eyes again and mouthed "Thank you." It was not until then she looked back down to take in the sight of my rampant cock as it bobbed and dripped before her face. Marissa reached out with an almost tentative hand and gently grasped my cock right behind the head, feeling the ribbing of the shaft, tracing the urethra all the way from the base of my cock, at the ball sack, and up to the glans.

"It's amazing. It is so hard, but the skin is soft and the skin moves like it is loose." She hefted it in the palm of her hand while reaching down to feel the ball sack with her other. She squeezed just a little too hard, and drew back quickly when I winced. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hurt it!"

"Not a problem. The balls are sensitive, especially right now. You just have to handle them gently."

"Shall I kiss them and make them better? Mommy used to kiss my boo-boos to make them better." I moaned at the thought and my cock jumped in her hand. She giggled. "I think he likes the idea." Lifting my cock up against my belly Marissa leaned in and gave my left nut a gentle kiss before looking up at me with a cheeky smile. I thought my eyes were going to roll up in my head and my knees collapse! This was only the second time my cock had ever been handled by anyone other than miss hand and her five sisters. 

The other four girls were gathered around behind Marissa, watching closely. Jessica and Tracy both had their hands over their pussies, but I didn't say anything about it, because they were doing other than trying to hide them. Both hands were moving rhythmically as they stared at what Marissa was doing with my cock with glassy eyes. Sally was licking her lips, clearly wishing she was in on the action. Tricia was just standing there with her mouth open in amazement, drinking it all in.

Next Marissa lowered my cock back to its normal position, which wasn't all that much, it was so hard it was pointing up a good 450. Precum was running down my shaft now that I didn't have my boxers and shorts to soak it up, and Marissa started running her finger up and down the bottom of my shaft, delighting in the feel. With the stimulus I had been experiencing all evening I was already on pretty much a hair trigger, and her ministrations were causing me to moan in ecstasy. She found the glans to be fascinating, and pinched it top to bottom a few times to make the meatus open and close like the mouth of a fish. She thought the bottom of the glans, where it splits at the frenulum was interesting and she started stroking it with her fingertip while she held my cock up with her other hand so she could see what she was doing.

"I'm going to cum if you keep that up," I warned her, but she just giggled and gathering more precum from the end of the glans she continued to rub it. It wasn't thirty seconds and with a loud groan I shot off a spurt of my semen up into the air and over her shoulder, where Jessica was leaning in watching avidly. That first shot hit Jessica's forearm just above the wrist, which was busy rubbing her pussy. That was enough to trigger Jessica's orgasm, which she announced with a wail and a shudder.

My next blast went over toward Sally when Marissa jerked my cock to the side. On my third shot Marissa had turned it back toward her, now that the surprise was over, because she wanted to watch it. She got to watch it all right, because this one hit her right at the hairline, and down across her face, with the tail end of it again hitting her in the open mouth. The next spurt was much weaker, and landed between her breasts, and then the rest just dribbled out over her hand. Marissa was attacked by a case of the giggles from the let-down of all of the tension. I was afraid she would be upset by getting my cum in her mouth, but she wasn't. She just kind of tasted it and said, "Not bad. I thought it would be gross, but it's really not bad.

Sally turned to the side a little bit and dipped a finger in a blob that hit her and thinking no one would see her lifted it to her mouth and sampled it too. She didn't say anything, but she didn't recoil in disgust either.

Jessica was sitting on the floor with her hand cupped between her legs, just holding her pussy. She looked very satisfied and content. Tracy still had her hand buried between her legs, but looked frustrated. She obviously had not gotten off, and with everyone's attention no longer focused on Marissa and me she was very self-conscious. She looked at me with pleading in her eyes, as if asking for help. "I'm so close, Jimmy. I'm so close. I don't have my vibrator, and I can't get myself off with everyone watching. Will you help me?"

I moved over a couple of feet to her. "I don't know what to do. You'll have to show me."

"You remember what you were doing earlier when you were looking at my pussy?" I nodded. "Just do that some more." She flopped down on her back, still working her pussy with her hand and writhing in frustration on the floor. I knelt down between her legs, which were spread wide and looked at a wide open pussy for the first time. I could see the vagina twitching, spasming, as she rubbed furiously. 

I reached in and put a finger into her vagina as I had before. She had seemed to like it. I only went in to the first knuckle again, afraid to break her hymen, but she would have none of it. "I broke it a long time ago with a vibrator. I've just never fucked a guy. Go ahead and put it in. Use two fingers and the rub my clit. I started doing as she requested, which caused her to gasp and writhe harder, raising her pelvis from the floor, reaching as it were for more contact. She was very wet with her secretions, but seemed to be getting no place. 

I had heard about guys licking their girlfriend's pussies, but had no idea how to go about it, but I thought she needed something to help her, and maybe that would do it. Leaving my fingers in her pussy, she had had to tell me to move them in and out, I leaned down and experimentally swiped my tongue from the top of her vagina up and over her clit. She acted like she had been hit with an electric shock. Her hands flew down and she grabbed my head, holding it in place and pressing me in to her pussy. I think she liked it, so I did it again. 

She gasped and squealed, and between holding my head down and bouncing her pelvis up and down I thought I'd get whiplash. I grabbed her clit between my lips and sucked on it, and that was all it took. She let out a wail, squeezed my head between her thighs, then relaxed and was still. I thought she was dead, but her breasts continued to rise and fall softly. She was just passed out. I glanced over at Marissa, who looked at me in awe.

Ginny came back down the stairs right then, carrying two pizzas, and looked over at me questioningly, having noticed my nudity. I felt funny having my sister looking at me nude, and felt like hiding. "What's going on down here?"

Sally, being the most outgoing of the bunch spoke up quickly. "You missed out, Ginny! Marissa talked Jimmy into letting her undress him so she could see his cock, then while she was looking at it and playing with it he came all over the place. You should have seen it! Tracy was trying to get off from all of the excitement, but she got stuck since she doesn't have her vibrator and she asked Jimmy for help. He ate her out, and she passed out. I wouldn't mind letting him do me, either."

The incredulity on my sister's face was priceless. "Jimmy actually went down on Tracy? Wow!" She looked over at me with a newfound respect. I still felt a little funny being nude in front of her, but it was already done, and I wasn't going to dress now. I liked the feeling. Tracy opened her eyes, and looked up at me with unfocused eyes, then rose unsteadily, hugged me straight on and gave me a toe curling kiss.

"Thank you, Jimmy. That was awesome! I've never had anyone make me cum before, and I've never had an orgasm like that." Next thing I knew I had five naked girls joining her in a group hug, rubbing their bodies against me. Overwhelmed, describes my feelings pretty well. Ginny looked on, still holding the pizzas, with a forlorn look on her face, feeling left out.

"Let's eat."

Our group hug broke up and we all gathered around Ginny, who strangely looked out of place and strange wearing her cheer outfit. Normally I would have thought she looked sexy, but tonight it was different. It was funny how quickly one adapted to the change in attire. If you would have asked me five hours before if I would be comfortable naked, and with naked girls I would have laughed at you, but here we were, all naked together, and Ginny looked out of place, whereas I was comfortable.

"There are five beers left on the steps. Jimmy and I had ours. They are a little warm, but you can have them if you want them." The girls all looked at each other, and broke out laughing. With all that had transpired the beer had been forgotten. 

I grabbed a couple of pieces of sausage pizza and sat down on the end of the couch to eat them. For some reason I felt ravenous all of a sudden. Marissa got hers and sat down next to me, and leaned her head on my shoulder. Sally came over to us also. "Hey guys, slide over a little bit. I want to sit next to Jimmy, too." I looked up at her, surprised, and got a little rueful smile. "Is it OK with you, Jimmy? I really want to, and I'm not teasing." Still surprised I nodded and nudged Marissa over a little. Sally squeezed herself in between the end of the couch and me, not caring about the skin to skin contact. I felt my cock stirring.

Marissa ate only one piece, then sat with her hand on my leg, just above the knee. The other four girls slid the longer couch around to face us and then sat just a few feet away. Ginny was between Jessica and Tricia, and again she looked out of place, and I could tell she felt so as well. I put an arm around both Marissa and Sally and let my hands dangle over their shoulders until I had a breast in each hand. Gently, I stroked them with my fingertips, and occasionally plucked at their nipples. I wasn't really trying to do anything other than I was enjoying the circumstances.

"Jimmy, you've got to stop that!" said Sally, softly. "Don't get me wrong. I like it, but you have me so horny I don't know what to do with myself. I'm about to explode."

I grasped her nipple firmly between my thumb and fingers and twisted it lightly, while pulling it out and letting it slip through my fingers. "You mean like this? Nobody is even holding you down and covering your face."




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"Jimmy, I already said I am sorry," she half whispered in a tear filled voice. "What else can I do?"

"Nothing. I'm just enjoying myself and reinforcing the lesson a little bit. I promise you some relief in just a little bit." Instead of holding the nipple I just placed my hand over the end of her breast, and gently squeezed and caressed all of it. I did the same for Marissa, who nearly purred as she turned her head and nibbled on my earlobe.

Ginny jumped to her feet all of a sudden. "I can't take this any longer! I feel totally left out and weird sitting here dressed while all of you aren't. I know Jimmy is my brother, but I don't care! If you are all going to be sitting here naked I am too." She grabbed the bottom of her sweater and tore it off over her head, and quickly peeled off her bra and both sets of panties as and sat back down on the couch. I had never seen my sister naked since we were very little. I'll admit I looked, and I liked what I saw! She may be my sister, but that doesn't mean she didn't look good! If she were not my sister I'd be all over her like a duck on a June bug, and that is for sure!

"Wow, Sis!" She has nice full pear-shaped B-cups, and her nipples sat upturned on the top side of her tits. They were beautiful, and I wished they were on someone else so I could play with them!

"OK, girls. You asked if there wasn't a fantasy I have that I want to try. This is voluntary, I won't make anyone do it that doesn't want to, and I don't want you to feel pressured. After this we will call it a night and get some sleep." It was pushing two in the morning after all. "I read about this in a story called "The Proper Rules of Strip Poker" on Literotica, and I always thought it was hot. Ginny, will you be our timer?"

Ginny had been a real sport all evening. I had taken over her party, with a little help at the beginning, and had not complained. In fact, she had helped make it happen. Do you have any doubt I think I have the world's greatest sister? She nodded her head.

"So this is how it works. I sit here on the couch, and you will one at a time kneel over my legs and slid forward until your pussy is against my cock. Just till you can feel it. I will hold you at the waist or lower, while you put your hands around my neck, and I get two minutes to do anything with your breasts that I want with my mouth. Sally, would you like to go first?"

She looked rather intrigued, but doubtful. "I thought you said you wouldn't fuck us?"

"I'm not. I said you slide your pussy up against my cock, not on it."

Sally bit her lower lip and looked at me thoughtfully. I was afraid she would refuse, and then I would lose the others, too, but she didn't. "This ends it then?"

"Other than you don't dress until you are ready to leave, this will end it."

"OK. I guess I owe you at least that much after what I did to you." She stood and turned to face me at the end of my knees. I could see she was very turned on from my playing with her nipple. Her pussy was red and quite swollen, and her juices were spread halfway down her thighs. I had an idea she was actually going to enjoy this as much as I.

Hesitantly, she put her knees on the edge of the couch over my pressed together legs. My cock was not yet back to full erection, but it was nearly there, and as I watched her slide her body toward mine it was rapidly growing. She sat down on my legs and slid forward until I felt the moist heat of her pussy pressing against my cock, and I grasped her by the hips and pulled her tightly against me as she clasped her fingers behind my neck. "Ready, Ginny?"

Ginny was looking at the clock, and being aware of the position I had Sally in was delaying it, just to make it that much more for Sally. I was thoroughly enjoying the sensation, especially as Sally started squirming from the added stimulus of my cock against her pussy and putting pressure on her engorged clit. Finally, Ginny said, "Start."

I leaned in to her right breast and sucked her nipple deep into my mouth, licking the underside and onto the underside of her boob, while humming. The added sensation of my humming intensified her stimulus, and she started rocking her pelvis, rubbing her clit against my now hard cock. I pulled her tightly to me and switched boobs, attacking the left one in much the same way. I switched back and forth and varied my ministrations, flattening my tongue and licking firmly up and across the end of her nipples, or lightening the pressure and flicking her nipples with the tip of my tongue, all the while varying the tone of my humming.

"Don't stop! Oh, please, don't stop!" 

I couldn't stop, because she pulled my head firmly into her boob with a deathgrip, so I attacked it even more vigorously, and deepened my hum. Suddenly, she shuddered all over her body as with a quiet "Oooooohhhh," she relaxed her hold and just leaned in to me. I felt her body shuddering, and then drops of moisture ran down from the top of my head and down my cheek as Ginny quietly said, "Time."

To be continued. 



My Twin Sister is a Cheerleader Ch. 04



If you have not read chapters 1-3 please do so. You will not understand all that transpires without reading them. As always, I welcome your comments.

Again, I have included this under first time because I feel it is the best placement. However, there are elements of Nonconsent/Reluctance, Group Sex, and Incest involved.





The moisture I felt running down my head and cheek was tears. Sally was holding tightly to my head and quivering with sobs. All I could do was to put both arms about her and hold her gently to me until she regained control. I nestled my face in between her breasts, but did nothing to stimulate them. I just luxuriated in their softness and warmth. It took a few minutes, but finally with a big sigh Sally straightened up and leaned back enough to look me in the eyes. 

"Jimmy, I . . . ." The tears filled her eyes again, and a few of them coursed down her cheeks. "I don't know what to say to you. I treated you so badly, and I have for years. You should have turned us in to the school, if not the police, but instead you have treated us far better than we deserved. Yes, I was embarrassed to have to strip in front of you, but that wasn't as bad as what I did to you, and I'm not the shy one." 

"I don't know how badly we humiliated you, but you did nothing nasty to us. You could have demanded so much more, but you've actually made the evening enjoyable." She leaned down and gently and sweetly kissed me on the lips. "If you want to fuck me it's OK."

I just shook my head "No," and gave her a little peck back. "Thank you, but I would not feel right about that. It would seem to me like I was coercing you, and I won't do that."

Sally shook her head. "I've never understood you, Jimmy, and I've lost out. You've had me so ready for so long now, and then you just gave me an awesome orgasm, and got nothing in return."

"Oh, yes I did. It felt wonderful," I grinned at her and said, "Besides, I still have others to go yet!"

Sally leaned back into me and gave me a big hug, and a little whisper in my ear, "It's here for you any time you want it, and no paybacks."

Tracy was sitting cross-legged next to me as Sally slipped off. "Jimmy? Are you for real? Is this really voluntary?" I nodded. "You won't be upset with me if I don't do that with you?" I shook my head.  Tracy just threw herself at me and wrapped her arms about me, and I felt her breasts pressing into my chest. 

"Thank you," she whispered in my ear. "I wouldn't be able to stop, I want you to fuck me so badly. After you made me come like you did I know I wouldn't be able to stop, and I want to stay a virgin, although I really do owe you."

"No debts, Tracy. When you girls dress tomorrow to go home, all debts are paid." I got a really sweet kiss from her also as she slipped back.

Jessica was next, and as before was very hesitant about being touched so intimately. I knew I was going to enjoy her. In fact, my cock was twitching in anticipation. She eyed it and then fearfully asked, "You won't let it slip and get it in me, will you?" I just shook my head "No." I wasn't going to make this easy for her. She had been my biggest tormenter all through school, never letting up on me. It had been Sally who had the idea of depantsing me, but Jessica had been an enthusiastic participant, and I had heard her voice more than once egging Sally on. Her hand crept down over her pussy as she stood at my knees, trying to get up the courage to mount the couch and straddle my thighs. 

"No, no, my dear. You can't cover up. Remember? I rather like looking at your pussy."

Red blood flushed her face as she hesitantly slipped her hand away from its covering place.

"That's much better. I like the looks of your pussy." I slipped a hand out and gently brushed her blond curls, and then slipped a finger into her crease. "It really is lovely. I just love your blond curls. I hope you never shave them. What a loss that would be! Ummh! You are so hot and wet!"

Both hands went up to cover her face. I gently cupped her ass in both of my hands and softly pulled her toward me. I was leaving the choice to her, and would not force her, though I did encourage her a bit, I'll confess. Her feet shuffled a step, and then with a sigh of resignation she placed a knee on the couch next to my leg, and quickly followed it with the other knee. I could smell her arousal. It was more pungent than the others, and definitely not unpleasant. I wanted badly to plant my face in her pussy and breathe deeply of the fragrance!

Hesitantly she shuffled her knees forward on the couch, but just before she came into contact with my cock her hand came back between us, and over her pussy. She sat down on my legs and quivered all over her body. "I don't think I can do it, Jimmy. I'm sorry."

I moved my hands from her ass, and reached them around her back and pulled her into a hug. "That's OK, Jessica. I understand, really I do."

I know, you probably think I'm just a spoiled punk kid who was trying to take advantage of the situation, and to a degree, yeah, you're probably right, but in the long run I was really trying for some restitution. Not trying to get even; making them strip kind of covered that. Subconsciously I was trying to teach them a lesson, I guess. A lesson about abusing someone they saw as defenseless, and thought of as lesser than were they, because of a handicap. You may not think shyness is a handicap, but trust me, it is, and it is far beyond any self-help book or exercises you can come up with. I know. I've tried them all.

I released Jessica and helped her stand to her feet and step away from me. My point had been more than amply made to her concerning what she had done to me. I knew she would never be the same girl again. She sank down on the floor, covered her face in her hands and sobbed. Ginny and Marissa hurried over and held her in their arms and let her cry. 

I looked over at Tricia, who had been watching the proceedings with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation on her face. I cocked one eyebrow at her, and she nodded, and then hesitantly stepped over toward me. 

"I guess it's my turn, now, right?" I just nodded. She didn't mince around about it, but reluctantly clambered onto the couch and sat on my knees. I couldn't help taking the moment to look at her body as she sat there, with her knees spread, and everything on display. 

"We don't have a timer. We'll have to wait until Ginny is through with Jessica."

"I don't care about a timer. I'm so horny I really wouldn't mind much if your cock did slip and go in. I need some relief!" Really, giving them relief was not the purpose of this exercise, but I didn't mind. I was enjoying it thoroughly myself! The only thing keeping me from shooting off was where their pussies were rubbing on the lower end of my cock.  Had they been rubbing on the head it would have been over long before.

Tricia slid herself forward quickly, and moaned when her pussy came into contact with my cock. She started rubbing herself on me even before I had a chance to grasp her. I pulled her up against me tightly, as I leaned in to grasp her tit in my mouth. As she slid up and down on my cock I growled deeply into her nipple, which I had sucked far into my mouth. I was beyond being gentle, what with the way her pussy was pushing against me, and rather than gently licking her nipple I had my tongue flattened, and was almost pummeling the nipple. 

She howled, arched her back, pulling me forward, and then she arched her pelvis up and down, stroking almost the full length of my cock. How she was able to do this I don't know. She is a gymnast, and maybe some of the things she does there make her so flexible, but all I know is she was giving me an outside fucking, as it were. Instinctively, I nipped down on her nipple with my teeth, just hard enough she could feel the bite, and I renewed my assault on it with my tongue. 

With a sudden spasmodic thrust of her body, and a strong pull on my neck with her arms she pressed her clit hard against my cock, and cried out. I felt her pulse against me a few times, then she freed her breast from my mouth, nestled her chest against mine, and placed her face in the hollow of my neck and shoulder. Again, I felt tears on my skin as she released all of the tensions of the evening. This seemed to be the night of the crying girls!  I held her close to me and stroked her back, waiting for her to bring herself under control.

Sniffling, she finally pulled her head back to look me in the eyes. "Jimmy, thank you. I will never forget this night. We started out so badly, but you have made it a memorable evening for us. Where do I find a man like you?"

I blushed and shook my head. "No thanks are needed. I should be thanking you. You brought me out of my shell, and gave me more than I could ever have imagined in all of my fantasies." Tricia slid back and stepped to the floor on rather unsteady legs, then leaned in and gave me a kiss.

I stood to my feet, thinking we were all done, but Jessica arose from where she had been kneeling on the floor. Her face was puffy and red, and tears still streaked her cheeks. She threw herself into my arms, not even caring about coming into contact with my cock this time. "Thank you for not forcing me, like we did you. You had every right to do it, and I could have had nothing to say. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I understand now, what it is we really did to you." She started sobbing again. 

"Jessica, it is all OK. Yes, you did wrong, but there was no real malice in it, and as far as I'm concerned it's taken care of." I gently stroked her back, and even though it wasn't the purpose of holding her I'll admit I fully enjoyed the feeling of her breasts pressed against me, and my cock was leaking pre-cum all over her belly. "You girls have given me a night I will never forget, and more than fulfilled any fantasies I could ever have had. Don't think another thing about it." I gently disengaged from her thinking we were all going to go to bed, but I had a surprise waiting for me.

"Jimmy, you can't quit now. I haven't had my turn yet!"

I couldn't believe my ears. Marissa was wanting a turn! I had intentionally left her out, feeling she didn't owe me anything.

"Marissa, you weren't included in this. You don't owe me anything! You didn't do anything wrong to me tonight."

"I was involved, though, and I think it is only fair I am part of it. Besides, I want to, and I may never get a chance like this again either!" I glanced over at my sister, Ginny, and she just gave me a little nod and smile. Looking at her upturned nipples I was almost wishing I could do her, too, but, . . . 

I sat back down on the couch and looked up at Marissa standing at my knees. Those puffy nipples of hers were what I had in mind when I first suggested this activity, but I had mentally ruled her out as off-limits. I licked my lips in anticipation as Marissa gently climbed onto the couch and straddled me. She didn't sit down right away as had the others, but shuffled forward on her knees. Her ass felt so soft and wonderful in my hands! My cock was twitching in anticipation of contact, even externally, with the one I really wanted of all of the girls. I was busy anticipating what was about to happen as she got closer, then she leaned forward and bracketed my face with her breasts.

"I know I wasn't in the punishment, Jimmy, but I also wasn't in on your promise either." Promise? What promise? Instead of putting both hands behind my head like the others, she had one hand holding my face between her boobs, and with the other she reached down and grasped my cock and pulled it outward toward her waiting pussy. As she settled downward she said, "I wasn't in on the promise not to fuck," and she lowered herself down onto my cock. 

I felt my cock entering a pussy for the first time. It felt wonderful! "NO!" I shouted and tried my best to pull back. I could feel her moan as she settled down a little further. I knew she didn't have a hymen, so that was not going to be an issue, but she had also said she was still a virgin, so she was oh, so tight! There was plenty of moisture, and I was pumping out pre-cum by the quart it felt like.

"Jimmy, I'm doing this because I want to, not because I think I have to. I know you want it too. I've see the way you look at me." All this time she was lifting and settling and wiggling to and fro, until finally she had all of it in and was settled fully on my lap. "I feel so full, and so wonderful," she whispered as she leaned back and placed both hands behind my neck. "Now aren't you supposed to be playing with my nipples or something fun like that?"

I couldn't resist. I leaned in and gently took one of those delectable morsels into my mouth and caressed it oh so gently with my tongue as she started lifting and moving on my cock. My hands didn't stay at the waist or below, either. I figured the rules had changed. As my Marissa rose and fell on my cock my hands traced up from her ass over her hip and up to her ribs in wonder, feeling the soft silkiness of her skin and the wondrous curves of her figure.

I could feel my orgasm building up in me very rapidly. Yes, I had already cum a couple of times, but I had also had some rather intense stimulation over the last little while. I desperately wanted to hold back for Marissa, and was trying my best.  I was quivering, straining to hold things in check, but I knew it wasn't going to last. "I can't hold it. I've gotta pull out."

"It's OK, let it come. I'm on the pill."

"I want to wait for you," I whispered.

"If I don't make it we'll have other times."

That did it! Other times? This had to be a dream. Marissa saying "other times!" My cum boiled up from my balls, and I thrust into her as hard I could, pressing down on her waist, holding her tight to me, as I sucked her nipple deeply into my mouth and groaned around it. She said later the vibrations from my groan were connected directly to her pussy, and she came with me. Her arms circled my head, pulling me tightly to her breast as I felt her silently quaking and her pussy pulsing through her orgasm. 

I know, I know, near simultaneous orgasms only happen in porn or fantasies, and I don't know if it will ever happen again, but it did that night, and it was wonderful.

As she came down from her orgasmic high Marissa placed her lips by my ear. "Jimmy, will you take me to Homecoming." I could only nod.

EPILOGUE:

In case you are wondering, no, I was not miraculously healed of my shyness. My shyness is rooted in a much deeper mental issue, although fortunately I'm not affected much beyond shyness. I still don't answer questions in class, nor do I make speeches. I did learn though to talk with these girls, almost as if they were sisters. All the guys in the school were wondering why I was always greeted with a hug when I met these girls in the halls, but I wasn't about to tell them! When asked, the girls just smiled and winked.

On Monday, the seniors on the cheer squad all petitioned Mrs. Swenson to let me be the "Cheer Manager", kind of like the team managers who were responsible for all the equipment for the sports teams. They were allowed to travel with the team and participate although they were not players. I would be afforded the same privilege with the cheerleaders, and as the only guy associated with the cheer squad there was quite a bit of jealousy exhibited by the other guys in the school. I also was included in all of the cheer dinners and parties for the rest of the year. (The position was never authorized after our class.)

I took Marissa to Homecoming, and was blown away to be chosen Homecoming King with Marissa as my Queen. There was a lot of politicking done by the cheer squad for this, with only six girls really understanding what was happening. Marissa and I continued as a couple all year.

OH! I forgot to tell you about Saturday morning, didn't I? 

Let's just say it was really nice to wake up in Mom and Dad's California King-size bed with six lovely nude girls snuggled up with me. Of course, I woke up with a serious case of morning wood, much to the delight of the girls. No, I didn't fuck anyone, I still held firm on that, but let's just say we had fun. Touching and feeling and playing were fair game all around. There might have been some oral, or other things happen, but I'll not say. I'll just say this, nobody left the bed without having at least one orgasm, even Ginny, and in some cases more than one.

We had senior cheer parties each month throughout the year. Did this ever happen again? 

My lips are sealed.



My Twin Sister is a Cheerleader



Sally, always the ring-leader said, "Don't worry about it, Marissa. I'll get it back up for you quickly enough." My shorts were down below my knees, effectively hobbling me, so Jessica sat on my feet and Tracy got up and took my arm from Sally, who reached down and grabbed my vastly dwindled cock. "Oh, boy, Jason. You must have been really turned on by that video! You've got pre-cum all over the place."

Actually, it wasn't the video that had me so riled up. Her tits rubbing against my arm, Tricia holding my other arm and tickling my inner thigh, and Jessica, forgetting what she was, or was not wearing, had lain down on the floor in front of me, and her thong was quite visible to me for most of the second half of the DVD. Yes, I was quite stimulated, the beginnings of blue balls had been present for some time.

Sally started stroking my cock with one hand while holding and caressing my balls with the other. "Come on closer Marissa, where you will get a better look. He'll be hard again, real quick when I do this." 

I was trying to think of math homework, physics homework, everything bad that I could to prevent my cock erecting again, but it was futile. "He can't help thinking about my boobs poking out my sweater. I saw him looking at them earlier. Did you like them, Jason? Did they feel good against your arm while we were watching her get her pussy eaten? I know you were looking at Jessica's panties, too." My cock was stirring, and she squeezed it a little bit bringing out a little more pre-cum. 

"Look, Marissa, see him leaking? That means he is really excited. It won't take long." She held it up by the glans between her finger and thumb, displaying it fully. "See, he's about half hard already."

I know Marissa was getting a good look, because Sally was lifting my ball sack and separating the balls with her finger so Marissa could get a good look. I was so embarrassed I wanted to die right there on the spot. I would never live this down at school. Life there was hard enough, but now with this it would be totally unbearable. Once again I struggled, but was helpless.

Sally brushed her tits across the side of my chest as she continued to lightly stroke my cock. She got right up close to my ear and said, "Those first two girls. Did that turn you on? I know guys like to watch two girls get it on. What about the one with the big boobs? Did you like her better than the other one? I know guys like big tits. Mine aren't that big. Do you like mine?" She rubbed them on me lightly again, as she stroked me more firmly now. 

This was not going to end well, I could sense it. My balls were churning and drawing up tightly against my body as my cock was as swollen and hard as it had ever been. The feeling of her soft hands stroking it and my nut sack was so unlike anything I had ever been able to accomplish when jerking off. Unconsciously I let out a groan as again I tried desperately to escape.

"Relax, and let it come, Jason. You know you want to. Let Marissa see you shoot your come. She's never seen it before, and you will feel so much better. You don't have anything to be ashamed of. Your cock is bigger and nicer than any I've ever seen either, and I think you are bigger than that guy in the video. If we were on a date I might even be willing to give you a blow job. Would you like that?"

I exploded. I had tried so hard for so long, but it was inevitable, and it was massive. I had never come like that before in my life. It was so intense as to be almost painful as I shot several, I don't know how many, shots of semen before dribbling to a stop. 

The first shot had taken Sally by surprise. She knew I was close, but with her lips up near my ear as she was whispering to me she wasn't watching my cock, and she didn't notice it was pointed right at Marissa, who was kneeling at my feet watching intently with open mouthed attention. The first shot hit her right between the eyes, down the bridge of her nose and a little of it went in to her open mouth. 

Marissa shrieked in surprise and jumped back, just in time to have the next shot hit her between the breasts on her cheer sweater, but then Sally jerked my cock back to have the next few shots land on my own chest.

Ginny came back down the stairs just as I was finished cumming, and shouted, "What is going on down here?" She had taken a call from my mother and assured her all was going well, that they were watching videos and everything was fine. To see me nearly naked, being held down by three girls and cum on my chest didn't match up to what she expected.

Tracy and Tricia quickly let go of my arms when she spoke and I was able to get my shirt off my face where I could see. To say I was mad was totally insufficient. Incensed, was closer. Almost apoplectic. 

I snatched Sally's hand off of my cock and grabbed for my shorts, pulling them up without regard to the cum all over my chest and belly. I was so angry I forgot I was shy. I turned on Sally in all of my wrath. "What do you think you were doing?" Marissa looked up at me shamefaced, and dropped her head. "What would you have done if four guys held you down and stripped you like that, Sally, and made a spectacle of you? That's called rape."

Tears welled in Sally's eyes as she shrank back from me, the enormity of what they had done hitting home. Jessica carefully pulled her skirt down, covering her panties, which had been visible due to her exertions holding my feet down. "I'm sorry, Jason. I didn't think of it like that. We didn't mean any harm, just fun."

"I didn't think it was fun!" I shouted. "You know how shy I am. What made you think embarrassing me like this was fun? It's embarrassing enough just to try to go to class, with everyone looking at me and making fun of me. You think being stripped and shown off is fun?" 

Ginny stood at the bottom of the stairs, thunderstruck at seeing me taking charge of a situation. Always before it had been her job to look out for me and protect me when the teasing got to great. A soft smile crossed her lips as I continued in the attack mode. 

"Why is it you always think it such fun to tease me, flaunting your breasts like that without a bra, and making sure I know it, and you, Jessica, you didn't 'forget' your cheer bottoms. You knew what you were doing and made sure I knew it." Jessica also hanged her head silently, realizing what had transpired. 

I pulled out my cellphone and dialed 911, but did not push send. "I just dialed 911, but didn't hit send. Tell me one reason I shouldn't send it and press charges for rape? Other than a male admitting he was raped by four women. I suppose you think I ought to thank you instead? 

Or maybe I should call Mrs. Swenson, and tell her what her cheerleaders are doing after a Cheer Dinner. It would get you kicked off the squad, and probably expelled, or at least suspended. That would be better than jail time for you though, wouldn't it? Might mess up plans for college, but it would be better than jail."

Sally rose up on her knees from where she had been sitting on the floor and grasped my hand. She had tears freely running down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Jason. It's my fault. The others just went along with what I started. Don't get them in trouble. I know I was wrong, and you can do anything you want to with me, but don't get them in trouble." She broke down in sobs, with her face on my shoe, holding my ankles. It sounds more theatrical than it was. 

I think for the first time something broke through the spoiled self-assuredness that had marked her privileged upbringing and life. For the first time she saw someone else, and their feelings instead of her own.

The other three girls all gathered around me apologizing and confessing they were wrong also, even Marissa, who had not been directly involved, other than as the beneficiary.

I cleared my phone and put it back into my pocket and sat down. I didn't want to ruin their lives. I knew they were not intentionally malicious, but I wasn't about to let them off this time scot-free. They had had too much of that all their lives, but what to do? It was a quandary.

It was Ginny who came up with the answer. She had been sitting on the steps listening and watching, but silent, the beer sitting on the step forgotten. "I know Jason has never seen a girl naked, either, except for me when we were little and took baths together. I think it would only be fair if you all stripped and he got to do what he wants with you." That brought a gasp from all the others!

"I couldn't do that," said Tracy. "I've never been naked with a boy before. Never more than my top!"

"Well, Jason had never been naked with a girl before, either," said Ginny, almost maliciously. Ginny always has stood up for me! "You know how shy he is. How do you think that made him feel? And he hasn't even been 'topless' as you say it with a girl. Nobody is holding you down. Maybe I should call Mrs. Swenson, myself. After all, this is my party. I'm responsible."

Marissa was terrified. She looked up at me piteously.

"Obviously, Ginny isn't in on this and I don't think Marissa should be included in whatever we do. She wasn't in on it other than as an interested observer. Not that I think you are innocent, mind you. You could have spoken up." 

"I'm so sorry. I wasn't really thinking about you. I was just so curious. . ." Tears were streaming down her cheeks, and I'm convinced they were real, not just because she was in trouble. I actually felt a little pity for her, having led such a constricted life and then thrown into such an open situation. I might have reacted the same way had I been in her shoes.

Sally looked up from at my feet. "Please don't call. I'll do whatever you want. You can even f-f-f-fuck me if you want to." This brought on a fresh rush of tears. "Nobody ever has, but I'll let you if you won't call." The other three girls joined her in crying. The magnitude of their actions had really set in. 

I glanced over at Ginny, who just smiled at me and nodded slightly. I looked back at each of the others, each of them shamefaced and dreading what I would say. 

Finally I said, "I'm not going to fuck anybody. I don't think that would be right. I'd be as wrong as you were if I were to force you, but if you are willing to strip and stay naked until you leave at noon tomorrow, and I get to do anything with you, short of fucking you, I'll drop it. 

You stay wherever I am unless I tell you otherwise, and we will call it even, but no one can ever say a word about what happens. I will take a picture of you nude, and if word of this ever gets out, so do the pictures. Also, it is all or none. Make up your minds." 

Ginny had a big grin on her face, and she nodded her head in approval.

Tricia spoke up. "Does that mean you will touch us?"

"Um Hmm, but I won't do anything that will hurt you."

"But that's too much! No boy has ever touched me that way."

"You touched me. Maybe you didn't do everything, but you made it happen."

She sniffed and held her head down, unable to look me in the eyes. "I'm really sorry." I just nodded.

Jessica said, "I know I teased you about my panties. I'm sorry. I really didn't mean anything bad. I thought you would enjoy it some. Isn't there something else we can do? Maybe just topless, or something?" I just shook my head "No." 

"I'm going to get a beer. You decide what you want to do." I walked over by Ginny and grabbed a beer. I really needed it! She grabbed my hand. "I'm really proud of you, bro. That was great!" I popped the top and drained half the can in one pull, then looked at the four girls with their heads together, Marissa sitting next to them. Sally looked over at me. 

"Have you decided?" Sally nodded her head, and started to stand. 

"We will do it." She was almost as red at the thought of disrobing as I had been when they started on me. I just nodded. 

"OK, here's how we will do it. One at a time. Since you were the ringleader you go first, and then you three decide who goes next. When you take your clothes off you will not cover yourself with your hands or arms. Is that understood?" I walked over to the couch and sat down with the girls in front of me. I was in for a treat! 

Sally stood to her feet and said, "What do you want first?"

"Whatever you want."

"You seemed to enjoy my breasts on your arm, and I've noticed the way you look at my tits in my sweater, so I guess I'll start there." She grabbed the hem of her sweater and slowly pulled it up and over her head. She seemed to have grasped the enormity of what she had done to me and wanted to make up for it. 

Her luscious C-cup breasts came into view as her sweater slowly rose, until the sweater popped up and off of her nipples, then she pulled it quickly the rest of the way over her head. My mouth was watering at the sight. 

Reaching under her skirt she removed her cheer panties, giving me just a little peek of her regular panties underneath. 

She smiled slightly and then slowly unzipped her short skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. As she stood there in just her panties she was a real vision. "Only one other has ever seen me all the way," she whispered and hesitantly slipped her fingers under the waistband and slowly slipped them down and over her feet. When she stood erect again I saw just a landing strip over her pussy, and I looked over her up and down as she blushed bright red. 

"Turn around, slowly." She turned and I got a good look at her lovely ass at the top of those long legs that had fueled fantasies for several years. "Very nice!"

"I'm the one responsible for this. Could you let the others just take off their tops, or something? I'll do anything you want if you do?" 

I shook my head. "I'm sorry, but it's all or none. You were all active participants, and it would not be fair to punish one more than the others. Just step over to the side a little bit."

The other three looked at each other to see who would go next. Finally, Jessica stepped up. She wasn't quite as showy as Sally had been, but she slipped off her sweater, and then unzipped and dropped her skirt. She had on a nice matched set of underwear, with probably a B-cup bra. "I don't know if I can do this," she whispered as she reached around behind her back to unfasten her bra. "Do I have to?"

I nodded. "I couldn't have done it either if I wasn't forced."

Tears streaked her red face as she released the clasp and allowed the bra to hang free. Finally, she reached up to her shoulders and removed the straps, and let the bra fall down her arms, but she kept one arm across her chest.

"You can't cover up, remember? That was the deal."

Closing her eyes in shame she dropped her arm, allowing me to see her breasts. They weren't quite as large as Sally's, but she had large dark nipples that made up for the difference in size. She was visibly crying as she slowly pushed her much talked about panties slowly down her legs.

"Look at me, Jessica," I said softly. When she opened her teary eyes I asked, "Would it have been easier if I held your sweater over your face and took them off for you?" She covered her face with her hands and shuddered as she shook her head "No." "I'm so sorry," she whispered.

"Look at me." When she dropped her hands at her side I said, "I know. So am I. Step over by Sally."

"Who's next?"

The twins had been talking it over between themselves, and did Rock, Paper, Scissors to decide. Tricia stepped out fearfully and started removing her clothes quickly. "Whoa, slow down a little bit. I want to enjoy it." Tricia blushed even deeper as she looked at me watching her every move. She had quickly dropped her skirt and pulled her sweater over her head, so I had her turn around slowly while I looked at her in her cheer panties and bra. 

"Since you were in such a hurry, take off the bra first." Her eyes widened in shock, but she slowly reached behind herself and removed the bra, exposing the cutest little large A-cup breasts. I thought they were lovely and said so, bringing the color that had faded back into her cheeks. The blush extended all the way down to her breasts. Slowly, with tears in her eyes she slid down her cheer bottoms, and then her panties, exposing a shaved pussy. I took a minute to admire the view before telling her to move to the side and her sister to step up.

"Ah, Tracy. Since you waited until last you can step over here. I get to do the honors!"

"Wait a minute. You didn't say anything about you undressing us. You just said we had to strip."

"Yes, that is true, but I also said I get to do whatever I want to with you, right?" She nodded, hesitantly. "I'm just getting a little head start on that. You didn't ask me if I wanted to undress myself did you?"

She slowly stepped over to me with fear in her eyes. "Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." I turned her around, so she was facing away from me and just sat there looking at her. She started to turn her head to look back at me, but I stopped her. 

After a minute she started trembling, and when I reached forward and placed a hand on her ass she jumped. I slipped my other hand up the outside of her leg and lifted her skirt, exposing her cheer bottoms. I slipped my fingers into the waistband on either hip and slowly lowered them, sliding my hands down her soft skin as I went. When they dropped to the floor from her knees I slid my hands slowly back up the outside of her legs and lifted her skirt, exposing her panties. This brought a little whimper from her, and her trembling intensified. 

I slowly unzipped the skirt and let it fall to the floor at her feet. Slipping my hands under the hem of her sweater I slid them up her sides enjoying the silky feel of her sides. When I reached her bra I allowed my hands to travel around to the front, cupping her breasts in my hands, under her sweater. I knew she was getting turned on by all of this because her nipples were hard as pebbles. I pinched them gently, eliciting a gasp from her. 

I was fulfilling a fantasy I had had since puberty, but I had thought I would never live it out. I hadn't thought about it under these circumstances, but the dream of undressing a girl and enjoying her body had long haunted my mind. 

I turned her around to face me again and slipped my hands back up her sides, savoring the feel until my hands reached to her armpits. "Raise your arms." I slipped my hands up her arms taking the sweater with them until I reached her hands, where I pulled the sweater all the way off.

Her bra was different than the other two girls. She had a front clasp, so I slipped her shoulder straps down over her shoulders before sliding my hands slowly across her breasts to the center, where I very slowly unclasped the bra, feeling her trembling as I did so. I opened it up, as one would a cupboard to see what was inside. 

I let the bra drop to the floor and again fulfilling a dream of long standing I leaned forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth and savored it with my tongue. She let out a gasp, and her knees started to buckle, but I had my hands on her sides at her waist, and I held her up.

Slowly I slid my hands down over her hips and down her legs to her knees, and then back up on the backside of her thighs until I caressed her ass in both hands as I continued to enjoy her nipple. I squeezed her cheeks before grasping the waistband of her panties and slowly drawing them down. Crossing my arms at the wrists I slipped my hands to the inside of her legs. I slid them up the inside of her thighs until my fingers came in contact with a very wet swollen pussy. Unlike her sister, she had just the thinnest landing pad above her pussy, but everything else was shaved.

Ginny had gone up to my room and had gotten my digital camera during all of the undressing. She had also had the foresight to close the drapes on all the windows in rooms we might enter. I nearly had my payback, but Ginny interrupted.




My Twin Sister is a Cheerleader



"Marissa, unless you want to explain to Mrs. Swenson why you have a cum stain on your cheer sweater I think you had better take it off and let me throw it in the washer."

"But I don't have anything else to wear."

Ginny just smiled her wicked smile. "I know Jimmy said you didn't have to strip with the others, that you weren't directly involved, but I think you were an indirect participant. He won't mind if you go around in your bra. That is nothing compared to what the others are doing."

Marissa looked at me with pleading in her eyes, but I said nothing. This was Ginny's doings, and it was fair enough. She had been involved. "Nobody's ever seen me that way," she whispered.

"Nobody ever saw him that way, either. Give me the sweater and I'll get it in the wash before the stain sets. Did anyone else get any on them?" They all shook their heads. Marissa slowly with trepidation removed her sweater and handed it to Ginny.

"I like your bra," I said, and turned to the other girls with my camera. "Put your arms around each other's shoulders and smile for me.

To be continued...