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Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad

By: teller72



The Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad started as just a bit of fun. It was a way for six single women to get a bit of exercise, have a lark and pretend they were doing it as way to support their shy High School Senior sons to socialise and play some soccer. Then the boys' won a game and Pete Rossini fucked his Mom and they all realised it was serious.

*****

It was strange, Angela Rossini thought, that even though the six women in tracksuits and pumps had all known each other for a year or longer, that here, now, standing outside on a warm morning in early fall was the first time they'd all been together at once. Their host Megan Carter, a redhead wasp with legs to die for and tits that were just as firm, was standing by the CD player, "I thought we'd start with some easy exercises," she said and reached down to start the music. It began and the blonde stretched skywards, "Stretch right, One... follow me ladies."

Bespectacled brunette Angela cast a smile at her friend Gina Knight, raven haired and slightly taller. Like her Gina had been a shy geeky girl at school who had made an early bad marriage and had been left bringing up a son alone for near to eighteen years. Unlike the wealthy widow Megan they had neither been cheerleaders nor brought up like leadership was their natural right. And because of the second they moved into following her without a shrug, and to be fair to Megan, she might be rich, she might be clever with a degree from a top class university, but she was also their friend and the exercises were easy and suitable for beginners.

"Two, three, stretch left," Megan continued.

Angela did as she was told, stretching her body as far as was comfortable and then a little further. The woman on her left was going over more, twenty five years before Susan Peterson had been the stereotypical High School cheerleader, and not a nice person she had confided in Angela the first time they'd met; snooty, mean, a bully. She had laughed at and humiliated the science geeks who stuttered in terror whenever she'd passed them in the corridor, teasing them with a flick of a sexy ass they would never touch. Perhaps there was a God, though or a Satan and one of the nerds had sold his soul for revenge, as now it was her son, Bryan, who was the quiet, stumbling braniac who was ignored by his female classmates and spent his time in his room reading comic books. Time and parenthood had mellowed Susan and when she spoke of her time in High School it was often with regret and embarrassment. But if her personality had changed her body hadn't, she was still slender and lithe with bosoms that remained hard and firm even if she was in her mid-forties.

"Okay, let's bend and touch our toes, we can do it," Megan called encouraging.

In front of Angela Hannah Williams was bending, her ass cheeks creasing at her tracksuit bottoms. She was the tiniest of the women, barely reaching five feet and a couple of inches, but if she was petite in height and waist, she was also the bustiest of the women. Years ago she'd been a hard drinking, coke snorting stripper and had got pregnant as a result of a one-nighter. A brief stint in prison and couple of stints for her toddler son in care had shocked her into cleaning up her act and now she was a checkout supervisor in the local store and as loving a Mom as the rest of them.

"Okay stand and stretch," Megan clapped her hands as she spoke and Angela watched the last member of the group straighten and point her hands upwards like a rocket, like Megan and Susan, Julia Vega was an college track star and naturally athletic. The newest member of their little group she was the refugee from across the country fleeing a bitter divorce looking for a new start as a legal assistant in a small town practice. Unlike the other sons Joshua was sporty as well as bright, but with his East Coast accent and shyness he'd never fitted in at school and his soccer games were alone in the back yard, his Mom watching worryingly.

It was how they all met, on a forum for Mom's with bullied sons; at first it had been Angela and Megan chatting about how boys got bullied for being bright whether they went public or private schools and discovering they lived close by had met and become friends. Angela had introduced Gina, a fellow Mom at her school - though even though their sons were in the same year the boys couldn't be called close, to be that you needed to have friends and neither had any of them. Susan had come on next, she was from a few towns over, but near enough to meet Angela and then Gina and finally meeting Megan with Hannah in tow, who came from a small town in between, but who also posted on the board. And finally in came Julia, her posts all about how her son was finding it difficult to fit in with the cross-country move and how it meant the same for her. As she lived near as well it had only been polite for Megan and Hannah to meet her for lunch. And for the last six months the six of them had been meeting in a whirl of twos and threes and fours, even a couple of times as a five, but never as a six.

At first their lunchtime conversations had been solely about their sons, but as time went on they talked about other things and before they knew it the six women would have called themselves friends, good friends. Unsurprisingly Angela recalled as she stretched downwards again, it had been Megan's idea.

"Listen Angela," Megan placed a latte in front of her friend and sat down, "I've been thinking of something we can do which is fun and will help the boys."

"Go on," Angela was always interested in anything that would help Pete out of his shell, he was so sweet and clever and his Mom's biased eyes handsome and cute, but he was so, so shy it was crippling.

"They should form a soccer team. You know Josh is sporty, he could coach that would help him fit in and the others only hate sport because they're no good at it. If they were playing amongst themselves it wouldn't matter, there's no-one who would bully them off the ball."

Angela paused, "It seems like a good idea, but they'd never go for it."

Megan smiled, her red thin lips just visible above her cup. She took a sip, leaving Angela waiting for her to continue, "We don't tell them it's a soccer team. They come over to my place and outside there's a net and some balls, I've been talking to Julia and she's sure Josh would organise them into a kick about as long as there's no jock about who'll bully them."

It sounded good to Angela, except, "The boys hardly know each other, Pete goes to the same school as Todd, but they're not friends and I think he may have met your Rory once. It's not like they're all going to troop over to your house and hang round."

"That's the fun part," Megan said, "They're not coming over to hang together. They're coming over because all there Moms are coming over because we're going to get our High School spirit back on and form a cheerleading squad. As loving Mom's we don't want them left alone all day, but we don't want them watching us practice our cheering so what better excuse to send them out to the garden."

It was Angela's turn to smile, "You just want to do some cheerleading."

"Guilty as charged, but what's wrong with that it'll be fun and exercise and I promise you'll enjoy it."

Angela hadn't cheered at school and had been jealous of those cute girls who did. But she wasn't unfit, she did plenty of Pilate's at home and she and Gina went to yoga once a week; it would be fun she agreed and a change from the locust position. She nodded, "I'm in."

"Okay Megan," called, "Let's walk through our first dance routine... it's simple."

*

Bryan Peterson rolled the soccer ball under his foot and wondered why his Mom had brought him here. He would have been happy in his room with his X-Box and the new superman comic, but no, his Mom wanted him to come with her to this big house and these guys he hardly knew - and all without his comic, which she had made him leave at home. He snorted in irritation, he was eighteen and tired of being treated like a kid, "I'm bored."

Joshua Vega nodded in agreement and got off the wall he was sitting on. He brushed a strand of hair out of his eye and said, "Pass me the ball."

Bryan tipped it under his foot and kicked it, it went in the wrong direction, narrowly missing Todd Knight who was standing with his hand in his pockets. He frowned as Josh turned and went after it, dribbling it back to where he'd been standing. The young Hispanic nodded at Bryan "Use the inside of your foot," he turned his leg to show him what he meant and then kicked it over. As there was nothing else to do Bryan stopped it, and Josh gave a grin of approval, "Well done. Pop it back to me."

Why not? Bryan thought, none of the guys looked like a bullying jock who would laugh if he miskicked. He twisted his leg slightly and did as Joshua had suggested. To his surprise the ball flicked off his insole and went in a straight line to where he had intended it. Josh stopped it expertly and kicked it from one foot to another, before flicking it towards Bryan. This time the eighteen year old had to react quicker reaching out his leg and stopping the ball; without thinking even as the ball bounced he was punting it back to Josh. Josh grinned as he stopped it.

"Hey, let me have a kick," Pete Rossini was off the wall and walking towards them. He stopped as the ball came towards him, missing it with his first kick, but then getting it with his second. It went in a straight line, but higher than he had thought. 

Josh leapt in the air and impressively headed it down back to Pete. "Inside of your foot," he reminded the dark hair young man. Pete took the ball and kicked it back to Josh. The Hispanic stopped it and again juggled the ball between his feet turning to Parker Williams, "You in?" He didn't wait for Parker's reply before sending the ball his way. The young man stopped it and without thinking passed it back, watching in surprise as the ball went back to its intended target. Josh turned as it arrived and back-hoofed it to Bryan. The young man was quick and intercepted it, passing it to Parker.

"Hey pass it me," the son of the house owner Rory Carter was getting up of the wall. Parker did so, his surprise evident as for the second time, as following Josh's suggestion, the soccer ball arrived on target. He was almost as surprised as Rory was that the eighteen year old private school boy stopped it. He looked at the son of the ex-stripper and then kicked it back, the two of them getting into a rhythm of exchanges. 

"What about me?" said Todd, walking forward to join the group, "Give me a chance." Parker passed it him and Gina's son stopped the ball. He paused as he angled his foot, "Like this?" he asked and both Josh and a couple of the others nodded before he passed the ball to Rory, who passed it to Bryan and then back to Josh and onto Pete. 

The six boys passed the ball around, slowly getting further apart and more ambitious in their passes, quicker and harder, trying to trick each other and dummy so that they'd get past. To Bryan's surprise, as he'd always hated sport and never been good at it, he was enjoying it, there was skill in it and it made his heart beat faster and he felt pride as he sent the ball accurately twenty feet to Josh. This time instead of punting it to one of the others Josh ricocheted the ball down the grass and into the back of some soccer nets. Bryan looked impressed as the other young man jogged to collect the ball, "How did you do that?"

"Show me as well," said Pete Rossini.

"And me," said Parker, and both Todd and Rory also nodded their agreement.

"It's easy," said Joshua, "This is what you do..."

*

Two things surprised Gina Knight about the day. The first was the least surprising, the cheerleading was as fun as Megan had promised it would be. Gina had been a geek at school with glasses, bucked teeth and skin covered with acne. If one had been corrected by contact lens, one by braces and one had been removed by age she still remained nervous that she was as gawky and nerdish now as she had been then. But Megan was an excellent teacher and motivator, making them go through moves which were at the border between doable and challenging, gradually making them go the next step so that by the end of the session Gina was both glowing with sweat and pride. 

The second, and most surprising thing, was that as she and other Mom's went to pick up their sons from the garden the boys were kicking the ball around in what looked like a game of soccer. To Gina it was hard to tell the teams, or even if there were any, at times the boys passed to each other, at other they dribbled past or shot the ball. What was evident that, her son Todd, who she expected to be mooching on the wall bored was calling out for Hannah's son Parker to pass him the ball and once he got it dribble past Pete to hammer it past Josh and into the net. For the second time in minutes Gina glowed with pride, this time at her son. She clapped enthusiastically and the boys turned as if they'd just noticed their Mom's had arrived.

"Are you finished?" Todd asked, walking towards her.

"Yes," Gina glanced at her friends and nodded, "Whenever you're ready we can go." She half hoped that her son would want to stay a little longer to kick the ball about, but he didn't just picking up his jacket and pack and walking towards her. But as he neared her he raised his hand in a farewell greeting, "See you later guys..."

"Next week, eh?" Bryan nodded.

"Next week?" Gina asked as she walked with her son to the car. She couldn't believe her tall lanky son had bonded so well as to be making plans.

"Yeah," the teenager blushed as he often did when talking about anything to do with his social life or lack of it, "We guessed you'd be back here next week for your cheerleading practice and wouldn't let us stay at home."

"You guessed right," Gina said as she reversed. Then she turned and smiled at her son, "but if you didn't like it... I could always see if your Dad and his new girlfriend could look after you."

Todd never got on with his Dad, but that didn't seem to be the main reason he shook his head, "Nah, Mom, I'll come here." He looked out the window and blushed slightly, "They're a good bunch. It was kinda fun."

It didn't take them more than twenty minutes to get home. The car had barely stopped before Todd was out, but he surprised his Mom by saying, "I'm going to have a shower" when she expected him to head to his room to play on his computer or start studying before dinner.

"Okay, dear," she said and followed him into the house. For a few minutes she pottered around down the stairs, before heading upstairs to her own room to change. As she got to the landing she realised the shower door wasn't closed, nor could she hear the sound of running water from it; what she could hear was the sound of panting grunts. She blushed, Todd was eighteen now and she expected him to be playing with himself, especially as he had no girlfriend, but he should do it in the privacy of his own room. She grimaced, she couldn't let it become a habit, she'd have to interrupt him. She set her face and walked into the shower.

Todd was half-dressed, only wearing a pair of boxers, but his prick was concealed in a lump beneath them not in his hand; in fact his hands were behind his head as he pumped up. He looked up at her, "Josh, said we should do some sit-ups as easy exercise, keep us in trim before we play next Saturday."

"Good idea," Gina blushed slightly, first from mistaking her son keeping fit for masturbation, but mainly from her sight of his body. It had been a long time since she'd seen him, or any man for that matter, so nearly naked and his body was no longer that of a boy, but that of an adult with his muscles starting to develop and traces of hair between his pecs, a shiver of sweat rolling down over them. And the bulge under the boxers, the way her eyes were drawn to it was not healthy. She forced herself to smile, "I was just going to say to let me know when you've finished as I'll have a shower." A nice cold one.

*

It was two weeks after the first Saturday and the boys were kicking around in the Carter's large back garden. Looking out of the window Hannah Williams couldn't help but be impressed with how skilfully they played, dribbling, tackling, shooting - especially her son Parker, though she admitted to herself their might be a bias.

"Here's the new uniforms I ordered for you," Megan Carter entered the bedroom carrying a pile of boxes. She was also modelling the uniform herself, a very short navy blue skirt with matching socks and a white vest, also tinged with yellow and the words 'Cougar Cheerleaders' emblazoned on the front. It was awfully short and revealing, but also exactly what the Mom's had all been looking for, sexy and fun. The redhead passed out the packages to the other Mom's and said, "You better try them on."

Hannah opened her box and pulled out the uniform, three of each of the tops, skirt and socks. She placed them on the bed and pulled of her top, unhooking the bra. Around her the others, apart from Megan, were doing the same and the busty blonde smiled inwardly as she wondered what the six boys outside would have thought if they could have peeked in and seen the Milf's topless, their boobs hanging free. They would have got even more excited as Hannah pulled down her pants, showing she'd only a thong and none of the others had much more. She pulled on the socks first and then the skirt. She considered whether she ought to put her bra back on, Megan had thought that they'd all look better without the bras underneath, but she wasn't as busty as Hannah. But a quick look showed none of the others were bothering with support so Hannah did the same, pulling the top over her naked tits. It was tight, but top quality material, even as her boobs moved she could hardly feel friction against her nipples. She walked over to the mirror and looked, it was amazing how sexy she felt and looked.

The others were laughing and smiling, telling each other jokes about how it was lucky none of the boys came in or they'd be fainting at the flesh on display, especially as the women pulled off the tops again and tried the second pair, and the third, making sure they all fitted and that the skirts weren't too tight or loose. It was enjoyable and fun to fit the clothes, even more fun to pose for each other in them (and pretend that they were hunky High School seniors looking on not fortysomething Moms) and finally it was fun to go downstairs to beside the tennis court and do their moves.

Hannah had been practising, and she was sure the others had as well. Every night before dinner she was in the lounge, a space cleared on the floor as she made the moves, the twists and turns and shakes, the wiggling of the pom-poms, and the sexy smile. Doing it for an hour or more as outside she could the rhythmic smack of the ball against the wall as her son practised his own footwork; study less important that being able to hit the ball at the right angle and intercept the rebound. Even with her practice, Megan drove her and the other Mom's hard, pushing them to be the best they could be. But that was what made it fun, it was like being back at school, but without the drugs and the drink and the pressure to fuck boys behind the gym.

"Okay, that was excellent," if Megan was a taskmaster she also didn't stint on the praise. "Now we've practised I've got an idea."

*

Parker Williams dodged a tackle from Pete, but knew that Rory would intercept him. He dummied and as his friend thought he was moving to the right shifted to the left and expertly passed to Josh. The young Hispanic caught it on his foot and booted the ball, sending it between the nets. He jogged over to clap the hand of his team mates, Bryan and Parker as the other three stood getting their breath back. It was a warm day and Parker went over to get some water from his flask, drinking some and pouring some more over his head. He felt closed his eyes as the water trickled down over his face, letting the sun beat down on his features. When he opened them he saw the guys had all turned from the game and were watching something. He turned round to see what they were looking at and his mouth almost fell open.


Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad Ch. 02



Megan Carter, the Squad Captain of the Cougar Moms' Cheerleaders, was overjoyed by how well things were going. Not only had it turned out to be a great way to exercise, have fun and socialise, but the secret plan to get their six shy sons into forming a soccer team had also succeeded beyond their wildest dreams, the Milfs' cheering propelling the boys into their first victory. And as she watched the others jump up and down, waving her pom-poms as they brought her legs up at right angles she was struck by how quickly all the Moms were picking up the routines and the skills and enthusiasm they put into. Not just Susan Peterson, like Megan an ex-High School cheerleader, or even Hannah Williams an ex-stripper, but Julia Vega who whilst she had been an athlete at school and college had concentrated on the track. And most of all bespectacled Angela Rossini and her friend Gina Knight, as whilst the two Moms were lookers now, at school they had been amongst the most despised of social classes – the geek.

Megan continued to call out the beat as they went through the complicated routine, cheering out their sons' names and ending with a rousing yell and rocketing leap in the air, the pom-poms thrust skyward. They landed again and held their poses for one, two, three seconds before Megan broke with a grin, "That was excellent ladies, I couldn't see one mistake, we were all totally in time and the energy... that was just incredible." She didn't add, though she could have done, that they were the best bunch she'd ever worked with, in either High School or College; as dedicated and enthusiastic as her previous squads had been, but with none of the back biting bitchiness that characterised teenage girls. What she did say was, "Let's take a break and have a drink."

The others nodded their agreement, there was still plenty of warmth in the early fall sunshine and the routine had been punishing in its intensity; the chilled orange juice on the table next to the tennis court was just the thing to cool them off. Megan led them over, and as host poured the fresh juice from the jug into her friend's glasses, adding a lump or two of ice if needed. She sipped her orange juice and looked at Angela Rossini. Whilst her friend's cheering had been super she'd seemed off a little, talking less than the others and looking like she was half in a separate world. Suddenly the bespectacled brunette looked up from her orange juice and announced, "After the game on Wednesday I fucked my son, Pete."

Despite all her good intentions and determination not to go back to being the shallow, bitchy cow she'd been when she was eighteen Megan felt a flash of jealousy. On the way back from the game she had stopped her car in a lay-by leant over and jerked her son Rory's big dick until he had spurted and blown his load, his cum covering her hand. It was the least she could do as a reward for the way he'd played. But now she wondered whether she could have gone further, worked up the nerve like Angela and rode him properly, her skirt up round her waist with her panties down her ankles and his huge schlong slapping up her slit. It was what she wanted and she was sure he did too, certainly he hadn't complained about the hand job. She forced back these unworthy thoughts and concentrated on being pleased for her friend, "Wow, lucky you. Was he any good?"

As she said it she suddenly wondered if it was the right thing to say; were she and other Moms supposed to be horrified at the social taboo Angela had just crossed? She had seen the way the Moms were all looking at the boys, surely she wasn't the only one who wanted to emulate Angela and be nailed by her sexy son? The silence after her and Angela had spoken seemed to last for eternity, but was only seconds, before Julia said, "Oh my... you cougar... what was he like?"

"Was he big?" asked Gina.

"I bet he was, I bet he's really hung," grinned Julia.

"Did he really fuck you good? He's so young, he must be like a stallion," added Hannah.

"You need to give us the story, you can't just leave it like that," said Susan, the ex-cheerleader crowding into her bespectacled friend like she was afraid Angela was going to make a run for it.

Angela as blushing slightly, "There's not much of a story, it just happened."

"I gave Josh a blow-job," confessed Julia. 

All the Moms, apart from Angela, clustered around her. Angela took a step back, glad to not be the centre of attention as her friends bombarded the hot Hispanic with questions, "When?" "What happened?" Was he big?" "Did you swallow?"

Julia laughed and took a sip of her orange juice, "It was the night of the game. I was so proud of Josh for how he'd stepped up and acted as captain and he played a great game. After we got home and had some dinner he went up to his room and I was thinking what I could do as a reward, something to say really well done. I wasn't going to get him a car and cooking him his favourite meal seems something for an old man, not a son in the prime of life. So anyway I went upstairs thinking I could ask him and as I got to his door I could hear him jacking off, the bed squeaking like it needed oiling. And then it struck me, I was still in my cheerleader costume and if there's one thing I can remember from school its how the cheerleaders rewarded their jock boyfriends, no offence, Megan, Susan."

"None taken," giggled Susan, "It's true."

"Anyway I opened the door. For a moment I thought Josh was going to die as I came in. He let go of his prick and tried to stuff it back in his pants, but it was too big, one of the largest I've seen. But I got onto the bed, told him not to bother trying to put it away and that because he'd won the game he needed his reward. And then I gave it him; a nice hard suck-off, taking as much as I could comfortably manage and then a bit more until he came. And yes, I swallowed." Julia grinned.

"Was it any good?" asked Hannah.

"Put it this way I'm hoping he wins a lot more games," Julia laughed.

"I jerked off Rory," Megan said and as the others looked at her in a mixture of awe, jealousy and sisterly affection she told them about the car journey home. 

Hearing about her friends seemed to give Angela the confidence to tell her own story and she told how it had happened. The tale started haltingly, but by the time she was getting to her description of how she'd orgasmed from his massive hard prick pounding she was telling it with relish. The others giggled and laughed, adding comments and asking questions. To Megan it was like being a High School senior again, but without the backbiting and bitchiness, it was like a cheerleading squad should be like – all friendship and support; and boys. Definitely boys.

*

Angela Rossini had fucked her son Pete, that was one of two things that was constantly going through Gina Knights mind. It was a shock, she had to admit, she had known Pete from his first day in Kindergarten, the shy boy who wouldn't even talk to her own equally withdrawn son. And she had known Angela from school pick up that afternoon, a young woman in a marriage which was failing like her own, come to pick up her son. The two women had quickly become fast friends, so much alike in temperament and background and even if Gina was taller and her dark hair redder than her friend, they had both graduated from spotty school geek to sexy Milf beauties. For years they had been talking and worrying about their sons, how quiet they were and studious and shy. And now Angela had banged Pete and from her description earlier that day it had been the greatest sexual experience of her friend's entire life.

The second thing was that it wasn't only Pete who'd grown up to be a complete hunk, her own son, Todd, had as well. After they returned home from the Carter's house this afternoon he had gone to shower, sweaty from his practice. After the shower he had spent the early part of the evening wearing only a towel tucked round his waist and a pair of flip-flops, explaining to his Mom that drying naturally was supposed to be better for the skin. Gina didn't know if this was true or not, but she didn't argue, having a small damp patch on the sofa where he rested his back was a small price to pay for seeing his pecs and firm stomach and muscular chest. During dinner she'd hardly tasted a bite, eating mechanically as she lusted after her son's hot body. He didn't seem to notice and as soon as they had finished he'd gone to put on some clothes; but not many - a tight T-shirt that accentuated just how fit and muscular he was and a tight pair of soccer shorts which showed he wasn't small down below either.

Gina had quickly headed up to the shower, stepping into water cooler than she would normally use. It didn't help, images of Angela and Pete screwing alternated with images of her own sexy son, naked and pounding into her. Gina turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, she picked up the smaller towel and wrapped it round her head, before laying the larger one on the toilet seat and sitting on it. She opened her legs and ran her finger over her pussy; it was wet and not from the shower. Slowly she slid round the hole, brushing the tips of her fingers over the labia and round the hole. It felt good and she imagined it wasn't her fingers touching her, but some sexy hunk, a good looking jock. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the fantasy, daydreaming of the man kissing her titties and down her tummy to her waist and below. Her fingers slipped into her cunt and she moaned in pleasure as she probed gently, in her fantasy her lover's tongue was sliding around giving better cunnilingus than any real life man ever managed.

"Oh, ahhh," she moaned pressing down deeper with two fingers whilst her thumb found her clit and pushed at that. The man in her mind was going faster with her tongue, showing an inordinate amount of expertise. He was looking up as he licked and metamorphosed into Todd; her son looking hungrily at her as he ate her cunt. Gina didn't even try to push the image away, just continuing to pump her pussy with her fingers, groaning passionately as she brought herself to climax.

She opened her eyes again and leant back against the toilet back, panting and flushed, trying to get her breath under control. She had just masturbated to an image of her son. Yesterday she'd have thought that wrong, but today it didn't, today she was a cheerleader and cheerleaders didn't sit back and cringe in the back of the classroom hoping the hunky soccer star would notice them – no, they went out and got what they wanted. She quickly dried herself and headed into her room. In her wardrobe was a fresh cheerleader costume. She quickly got into it, navy blue socks inside clean white pumps, a tiny skirt, a tight white vest with 'Cougar Cheerleaders' emblazoned on the front in bright yellow lettering. No bra, no panties, they were an encumbrance for a cougar cheerleader.

Gina stood in front of the mirror and took a look at her reflection; she was hot she told herself and not eighteen, but an experienced cougar, ready for cock. She took a deep breath and went downstairs.

Todd was sitting in front of the TV, half slumped in the sofa. "What are you watching dear?" purred Gina and before her son could reply she sat on his lap, making sure that her skirt ran up far enough that he could feel her naked butt on his thigh.

For a second he looked surprised, as if he couldn't believe it, but only for a second, then he gave a grin that was as cocky and sexy as Gina had ever seen, "Nothing much...you can watch something else if you want." His hand reached up and stroked at her leg in a way that couldn't be read as innocent unless you were half-blind and all dumb.

Gina giggled, "So did you hear about Pete and his Mom?"

Todd grinned, his hand stroking the smooth skin of her thigh higher and higher, "That he nailed her sweet pussy, yeah he mentioned it... once or twice," the tone of his voice suggested the number of times was an underestimate. He grinned "Do you think he's at home now banging her again?" Gina wouldn't have been surprised, the enthusiasm with which Angela had described her orgasms suggested that now she'd got the support of her friends for her taboo encounter that it wasn't going to be a one-time thing. Her son seemed to know what she was thinking, as he added, "I bet he is. He's going to talk her into letting him take a photograph on his phone for proof."

"Do you need proof?" asked Gina. She leant further back on her son and wiggled her ass cheeks as she moved, rubbing the naked flesh at his thighs.

Her son grinned and slid his hand up her thigh and under her skirt, "Not really, but I'm eighteen and not going to turn down a chance to take a look at some hot Milf cunt."

"No, I can see that," Gina tittered again. Her son's fingers were inches from her pussy hole. She stretched, arching her back so that her titties strained against the cheerleader vest, the nipples stiff and poking at the thin material. "You want to do more than look." She grinned and turned her head so that she was looking directly at her son's handsome face and placed her hands on both his cheeks, "So do I." 

Gina leant the last few inches and kissed her son. He responded immediately open his mouth against hers and shifting his lips to match his Mom's movements. The Milf groaned in pleasure as he kissed her from the sides of her lips to the chin and then back again, his firm lips pursing against her skin, sending shivers through her. Her pleasure moans got louder as his finger moved the last couple of inches and the middle one pushed between her labia and into her hole. She could feel her pussy get wetter as Todd digitally penetrated her, his finger sliding as deep into her cunt as it could go. "Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah sweetie, finger-fuck my hole," Gina moaned.

"Yeah, Mom and this is just for starters," her son said before resuming his kissing, his lips pressing at the nape of her neck, slurping at the pale flesh.

Gina groaned in pleasure, not only was she on her sexy son's lap with his finger in her, but he was taking control, acting like a real man. The thought was almost as big a turn on as his actions. Almost... "Oh Todd, that's the spot baby, touch me there."

She grunted and bucked in excitement as his finger continued to enter her. His cock was straining at his shorts and even as she was shuddering Gina reached down to get it out. It was as massive as she expected, as near to nine as made no difference, erect, hard and thick. Her hand closed round it and she began to gently stroke, feeling the blood pulse through it as her fingers slid up it. "That's right Mom," said Todd, "You play with my cock, keep it nice and hard, cos when you're soaking wet I'm gonna introduce it to your cunt."

The words made the Milf purr in pleasure and she stroked her son's dick up and down, moving in rhythmic unison with his jerks into her, his elbow jacking back and forth as he filled her cunt. "Oh, Todd," Gina moaned, "You've grown so big."

The teenage boy kissed at her neck, moving up the side of her throat to her ear. He nibbled the lobe and pulled his finger from her slit, "I want to fuck you now, Mom. I want to take you upstairs and fuck your brains out."

"Yes, Todd," Gina breathed in excitement, "Screw my cunt baby, screw it hard."

She felt herself being lifted up by her son and she brought legs round him as he gripped her under her ass cheeks. She couldn't believe how strong he'd become, how masculine as he turned round and carried her easily up the stairs, his hard dick rubbing at her like a promise. She kicked off her shoes as he continued onto the landing to her bedroom, barging the half open door aside with his shoulder and dropping her on the bed. She bounced once, twice and then got into a sitting position, watching with wonder as her son pulled of first his T-shirt, revealing his toned sexy chest and then his shorts with his huge dick jutting out over the top. He stood there for a moment, letting his Mom admire his hot body. Gina did so, licking her lips in anticipation. After a few seconds she reached for her vest and started to pull it off. 

Her son stopped her. "No Mom. I've always wanted to nail a hot cheerleader, keep on your uniform."

"Okay Todd, you're the man, sweetie. Just come and fuck your Mom," Gina lay back hoisting up her skirt to expose her shaven slot.

She had never felt anything like it as Todd entered her. He was so big and masculine and in control, thrusting his huge member into her like he'd been fucking his whole life. Gina gasped and squealed, her back bending and her hands gripping at his naked back. He came back and thrust forward, driving more of his huge dick into her tight hole. The pussy slurped at the dick, gripping round the rod. Up Todd went again and down, ramming, hammering into her. Gina cried out in pleasure, "Yes my big, big boy; fuck Mommy good."

"I'm going to," said Todd. He hands were planted firmly either side of his Mom and his ass began to raise and fall as he fucked her. The position might be the standard one, but his fucking certainly wasn't boring; he was fast and hard, his huge dick continually slamming deep and sending Gina into a odyssey of ecstasy. Even as she shrieked and squealed and grabbed his back drawing him closer he was thrusting more vigorously, sending his cock so deep into her his balls were almost following. 

"Oooohh, ahhhh, urrrrhhh," Gina grunted and gasped, her body shuddering as her son pounded her. Her nipples were erect and hard, pushing at her vest, little nubs sticking through the material. Her son's naked body rammed down on them, making the boobs spring back and forth and covering the vest with his sweat. He grunted and went up again, before dropping down and smacking his body over Gina's. The sexy Milf squealed again, unable to contain her passion, "Ohhh, yeah baby, fuck Mommy's cunt." She knew it was wrong, that she shouldn't be enjoying her son's dick so much, but Gina didn't care; she wasn't a saint but a mid-forties divorcee and her son was releasing her sex-drive that had been hidden for so long. She arched up, thrusting her cunt to meet him and clawing at his back, "Yes, baby, fuck me good, fuck my Mommy cunt."

"Fuck, you're so shittin' hot, it's like your cunt is just gripping my dick and pulling it in. Shit Mom, you're the fucking hottest, sexiest, sluttiest cheerleader of them all," Todd pulled his dick out of his Mom, and dropped back, "Now I want you to ride me."

The sexy Milf got up of her back and sitting on her knees lowered herself onto her son's erect member. It pushed at her walls again, opening them further and she shivered as she felt the massive manhood pressing at her sensitive spot, the pleasure making her quiver. She leant forward, running her hands over her son's hard chest, her palms sliding over pecs damp with sweat, the perspiration shining in the light. "I'm going to fuck you baby, I'm going to fuck you so good."

"Yeah Mom, I know," Todd gripped her waist and they began to move together, her pussy grinding down on his large dick. He smiled as her tits heaved at her vest, the hard nipples pointing out. Her skirt rode up her thighs and her waist, exposing her pussy and letting him see his cock enter the hole. They moved faster and harder, his dick pounding into her and up her cunt, slamming and ramming at G-spot. "Fuck me, Mom, fuck me," he grunted.

"Oooohh, uuurrhhh, aaaaahhhhh," Gina was gasping, her body rocking as the pleasure took hold of her. Her body moved up and down, sweat pits staining the vest as it dripped from her body. She rode him even more energetically, putting every ounce of passion into the fuck, feeling every second of pleasure as his dick went up the hole he'd been born through. "Uuurrhhh, uuuurhhh, oooohhh baby; you're fucking me, you're fucking me so good, you're fucking Mommy..."




Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad Ch. 02



He grunted and thrust up, his chest heaving and his pecs straining as he slammed up. The dick pounded at her spot, making her quiver and squeal and gasp ecstatically, "OOOohhh, aaaahhhh, fuuuckkk, yessss, baby, yesssss!"

"That's it Mom, that's it," Todd gasped in excitement, "I'm going to cum."

"Oooohhh, yesssss," Gina stretched back as her son's cock pumped into her. "That's so good." The sperm shot up her tunnel, flooding the hole with semen. It trickled down as her pulled out, sliding over her lips and down her crack. She lay back on the bed, panting and smiling, as the cum oozed into her, her skirt was up round her waist and her legs open so that Todd could see what he'd done.

The teen was lying naked on his back, the grin on his face suggesting that he was as bothered about the fucking as she was. She turned on her side so she was facing him and smiled, "Do you want to get your cell?"

"Why do you want to make a call?" asked Todd.

"No, but don't you want some proof for your friends. You can take some pictures of my pussy and then you can fuck me again."

"Sure thing Mom," Todd grinned.

*

The game was over, another victory for the six guys and one well deserved. An early lead with a goal from Pete had never been lost, with two goals in the last two minutes from Josh and then Parker turning the score from respectable to triumphant. It was no wonder that all of them were in a good mood as they moved round the dressing room clad only in towels, with water still drying on their lean muscular bodies. But eighteen year olds being eighteen years old and highly sexed they had already ceased to talk about the game and had moved onto something much closer to their hearts, or at least lower parts of their body, fucking and more specifically the fucking of their hot Milf Moms.

"I swear she has the hottest pussy on the planet," said Pete Rossini of his Mom, Angela, "It's like it grabs you and won't let go, but still remains so fucking wet so that it's like sliding in jelly. It's almost like she's this fucking sexy tight virgin." There might have been some exaggeration with his comments, but Parker Williams could tell from his friend's grin that the spirit was true, Angela Rossini might not have been like a virgin but she was fuckable. He looked on as Pete continued to his description, "Y'know last week I thought was a one-off. It was great, but I was sure she was going to retreat, especially as that was it until Saturday. And then after practice, shit guys, she jumped me as soon as we were in the door, we fucked twice before we even got upstairs."

"Fucking cool," grinned Josh. He passed a cell to Parker, saying quietly as he did so "It's Todd's," before turning back to Pete and saying more loudly, "More details, you get her doing it doggy style?"

"Fucking yeah..." Pete crowed as Parker looked at the cell. On it was a picture of a pussy, cum leaking from it, Todd's Mom – his friend hadn't been shy in revealing the details. Parker continued to look at the photo for a long time, his dick stirring under his towel as he imagined planting his own cock in there. Or even better, into his own Mom, Hannah. Damn, he was jealous of the other guys, all of them seemed to have fucked their Moms at least once. His – well he was pretty sure she had made gooey eyes at him whilst he'd been kicking about in the back yard and her cheering had been more than enthusiastic as he'd scored, but apart from that he hadn't got as much as kiss and handjob from her. 

"She's a fucking squealer," Bryan had taken over from Pete and was expounding at length about how he had lost his virginity on Saturday and how his Mom had reacted to it. "I was fucking her for ages and she just kept screaming, 'Fuck me baby, fuck Mommy's warm wet hole' so I did until I came in it. And then, if she didn't drop her head down to my dick, which is shitting covered in my spunk and her cum and start fucking licking it until I was hard again; which only took about half a minute I admit. Then I was fucking her again..."

Josh nudged Parker and the Parker quickly passed on the cell to Pete, aware that he'd been monopolising it for too long. That might not have been the only reason Josh was getting his attention because as soon as he'd passed the phone on Josh was placing another one in his hand. This time he didn't need to say who it was, as even sitting on her knees with a thick glob of man goo sliding down her face Megan Carter, the cheerleader squad captain was instantly recognisable. Parker stared again at the photo, the Milf hadn't wanted her son, Rory, to take one of her nude 'They weren't at that stage in the relationship' for pussy shots she said to her son primly. She didn't mind if he didn't cum in her cunt and painted her face instead. As he'd then taken a quick shot of the results, it seemed her morals were flexible. However even if she wasn't as exposed as Gina it was as equally easily to fantasise about nailing her hot redheaded cunt. Parker licked his lips imagining her, and then replacing it with his petite and busty Mom. He was half-listening to Josh as beside his friend, talked about fucking his sexy Hispanic Mom in the shower until the Milf was as soaked from the fucking as from the shower water.

"So you still ain't managed to nail your Mom, Parks?" Parker was brought back to reality by Pete's question. 

He blushed as he realised the five guys were looking at him sympathetically, like he was the only one of them who'd been turned down to Prom. He shrugged trying to appear nonchalant, "No. Not yet."

"You know, if she ain't into it I reckon I could talk my Mom into it. Get you off the bench and scoring so to speak," said Todd and both Pete and Josh nodded to show that if for some strange reason Gina wasn't fuckable enough for Parker both their Moms could be made available.

Parker certainly wasn't against giving his friend's Moms a special delivery, but he still wanted to bang his own Mom first. "Thanks guys. I'll take it under consideration, but you know the saying about waiting, I reckon my Mom is going to be one of those good things, she just needs a little longer to rev her engine." The others grinned and nodded their agreement, giving his back a slap in brotherly affection.

Still whilst he was sure his Mom would be hot once started, perhaps he did need a little help to crank the handle. He turned back to Josh, "You know Saturday practice. I was thinking that we should put Mom's car in for a service, so we need a lift there and back..." He outlined his plan to a grinning Josh.

*

It was such a pain in the posterior that her car was in for a service, thought Hannah Williams. It was lucky that Parker had heard the banging when he had borrowed it to go out on Friday and, thinking quickly, had booked it in with a nearby mechanic so that she'd have it for Monday morning for work. He had also rung his friend Josh and arranged lifts for himself and his Mom, removing her other concern that with no car she'd miss her weekly cheerleading practice and gossip and he'd miss his soccer practice. She looked at Parker, sitting beside her in the back seat of Julia Vega's car; he was so bright and handsome, with a body that had swiftly turned from scrawny to athletic. She was so proud of him, the cleverest boy in his school and turning into a star striker on the field as well.

"Thanks for the burger," Josh Vega said from the front seat.

"It was the least I could do," replied Hannah. She and Parker normally stopped for a quick bite to eat on the way back from practice; it saved having to cook when she got in and was a little treat for her son for coming out of his shell. Still as they sat in one of the tables, with Josh and Julia, she had been a little surprised at the ease with which Josh slid his arm round his Mom's waist and the relaxed way they shared each other's burgers and drinks. Hanna knew that they were fucking, in fact all the Moms were, and she approved as she could see how happy it was making them; she just didn't expect them to be so open in their affection. But then, she concluded as they had finished their meal and returned to the car, no-one in the burger bar knew who they were apart from the Williams and from comments from Parker she knew he was as approving as he was.

For a few moments there was silence, the four of them watching the dusk fall outside and the twinkling of lights switching on. Then Josh said, "You want to go up to Cook's Bluff; you can see the stars from their. It's really cool."

Before Hannah could think of a reply her son had answered, "Yeah. That sounds great." He turned to his Mom, "I can show you the constellations."

"Okay," Hannah answered, "If you want to."

"Mom, turn left here," Josh instructed his Mom onto a narrow road and then off that onto a track and from that a field, coming to halt beside some trees on the top of the hill from which they could see cars zipping along the road near a mile away.

"It's a nice night, let's get out," said Parker. Hannah wasn't so sure, she felt that there was a slight chill, not so cold as to be unbearable, but cool enough to be uncomfortable – especially as both she and Julia were still in their flimsy cheerleader uniforms. But she acquiesced as her son was already opening the door.

"There's a rug in the trunk," said Josh, "I'll get it out." 

Hannah got out of the car and looked into the sky; in the darkness the stars' sharpness seemed magnified like they were thousands of twinkling little diamonds. Despite the beauty she shivered as the night air chilled her naked arms. She clasped them close to herself, rubbing them gently as her son came to stand beside her. He didn't seem to be cold, but then he was wearing a leather jacket and jeans, not a short skirt and vest. He rested his arm on her shoulder, at six foot he towered over her five foot two. His spare hand pointed into the sky, "Do you see those stars? That's Pegasus – the winged horse."

Hannah couldn't see anything, but a random collection of dots, but she nodded, following her son's outstretched hand as he pointed out the others. She still couldn't make any of them out, but pretended she did, not wanting to appear dumb to her smart son. His hand continued to rest on her shoulder as Josh had laid out the rug and took a seat on one edge next to Julia. The two of them sat in silence, looking into the darkness; Hannah thought they looked sweet. Another cool wind blew through the trees and she shivered.

"You want my jacket?" Parker didn't wait for a response, before he removed his jacket and draped it round her shoulders.

"That's very gallant. Thank you," Hannah smiled appreciatively at her son and he grinned back, his white teeth gleaming like stars in the darkness – he was so good looking, she was lucky.

"Shall we join Josh and Julia?" Parker asked, but as he had his hand on his Mom's and was guiding her to the rug it wasn't really a question he was looking to have answered.

They sat down, leaving some space between them and the Vegas and next to nothing between each other. They were so close that Hannah could feel her son's denim rubbing against her naked thigh and hear his quiet breathing as he looked out into the night. His hand moved to her, comfortably and casually resting over her shoulder as he continued to point out other constellations and stars. Beside them Josh and Julia began to kiss, their lips pressing together and their bodies moving and wobbling as they stroked and massaged at each other. Hannah's eyebrows raised in surprise; the Vegas were going even further than in the Burger Bar, albeit with less of an audience. Her son saw she was looking away from the stars and turned to follow her gaze. He grinned and turned back to her, "They're such a hot couple, don't you think?"

Hannah nodded, "Yes, they are." She smiled, "I think Josh is a lucky boy, your first is always special and to have his Mom..." she trailed off, blushing slightly at what she was saying.

"If you say so..." Parker was so close to her she could almost feel the corners of his lips turning up in a grin.

"I...I... think it's true," Hannah felt herself getting even redder. Her sexual feelings for her son had been growing more and more ever since she'd seen him in his soccer strip, kicking the ball at the wall. At first it was little more than a vague admiration of his sleek body, but as he had matured and become fitter over the last few weeks, loosing the last of his baby fat and replacing it with toned muscle the feelings had become more and more intense. She was relieved when last week Angela had admitted she'd fucked her son and the rest of them had all confided that they were having fantasies as well. And today, as they caught up, she found out she was the only one who had yet to act on her fantasy and fuck her son's brains out.

"Moms are special," agreed Parker. For a second his mouth was so close to hers she could smell the mint he'd popped in it after the burger. And then it was on her, opening round her lips and pressurising them with her tongue. For a moment Hannah didn't react and then she opened her own lips, letting him slide between them. When she was a teen Hannah had been easy, a slut and borderline hooker, fucking random guys for a joint or because they'd bought her a couple of beers. She didn't want to be that girl again, but she knew she had also waited long enough. She would fuck her son as the others were doing, but she now knew that it wouldn't be a one night stand, but as part of a committed relationship and she was ready.

Parker kissed at her harder, surprising her with his skill and touch, his lips controlling hers, his tongue managing her mouth. The hand that had been on her shoulder was down at her waist, sliding up and down her side, massaging her beneath her vest. His other hand was on her naked thigh, stroking at her flesh, his fingers tapping and brushing at her as his palm moved ever higher.

"Mmmm, that's nice," Hannah momentarily broke the kiss to show her approval. Parker grinned and without replying returned his mouth to hers, the hand from the side moving to the front. Hannah quivered as it groped her large titty through the vest and squeezed, her nipple rose with excitement and she knew that her son could feel its hardness through the thin cloth as he continued to play with her tit. She let his tongue flow over hers as her hand moved to his side. Beneath his polo-shirt his chest was firm and hard, the muscles rippling out like cobbles from a medieval street; it felt so good and sexy, so manly and hunky. She was so lucky, her son seemed to be a real man.

Beside them Josh and Julia were lying down on their sides, Julia spooning into her son. Hannah noticed that her friend's white cotton panties were down at her ankles and that Josh was moving slightly. She was aware of low moans coming from the hot Hispanic. She brought her lips away from Parker and gently inclined her head towards the other couple, "Are they...?" she didn't finish.

Parker quickly turned to look and then back to her. A wide grin split his face, "Fucking? Yep, they're fucking. They're dating, it's what guys do with their dates."

"Am I your date?" Hannah asked.

"I suppose you are," grinned Parker in a way that suggested there was no suppose about it.

"Oh," Hannah smiled, her eyes sparkling in the starlight. One hand slid from her son's side to his pants and she rubbed at the denim, feeling the lump underneath, "Do you want to fuck me?" She wasn't totally sure if it was a question or an invite.

Her son squeezed her titty harder and moved his other hand further up her thigh and under her skirt, "Yes. Yes I do." His fingers were stroking her cotton panties and she realised that they were damp with lust.

"Okay then," she drew up her legs and lifting up her skirt, took hold of her panties and pulled them to her knees. "Just so you know, I'm not easy; this isn't some one time thing."

"I hope not," replied her son, he reached for the panties and pulled them the rest of the way down, dropping them beside the rug. 

"I want commitment," she lay back, keeping her skirt lifted and slowly moving apart her legs.

"You got it," replied her son. He knelt up and undid his jeans, pulling them and his boxers down to his knees. His huge dick pointed straight out, it was as big as Hannah had ever seen and in her younger days she had seen plenty. She gave a quick intake of breath and spread her legs further. The jacket slipped off her shoulder and lay beneath her forgotten.

Beside them Josh and Julia continued to rock and moan.

"So we're serious?" Hannah asked. Parker moved onto his butt and finished pulling off his jeans and the pumps beneath them, leaving the socks as his only clothing on his bottom half. The Milf licked her lips as he came towards her, the cool of the night banished by the rapid heating of her pussy and the warmth of her son's body as he clambered onto her, gripping his large prick in one hand. 

"We're serious," said Parker as he entered her. 

Hannah gasped in pleasure. It had been months since she'd had sex, not since she'd broken up with her previous boyfriend who, as he couldn't handle being a Dad, Step-Dad and lover, had decided that'd he only concentrate on the latter and not with her. And even he had been nowhere as big or thick as the dick entering her now was. It was like being split in half, torn by the huge schlong. Parker was moving up and thrusting down, inching his way into her, stretching her walls like a thick elastic and filling her with his meat. Her hands reached out and gripped the rug, tugging it upwards as her son speared her with his massive member. It took only moments for the pleasure to begin to flow through her, like every nerve was being touched. Her back arched and her huge boobs threatened to burst through the thin material of her dress, "OOOhhhh Parker, oooohhh Parker."

"Yeah Mom, I'm here, I'm giving it you like you so want it, big and deep," the young man was on top of her, thrusting his cock in as deep as it would go, his balls banging at the outside. "That's it Mom, you take my huge prick. I'll be your boyfriend and fuck you like you're eighteen again."

Up he rose and down he fell, his dick plummeting into her cunt. She was soaking with pleasure, the juice oozing out of her walls and swamping her pussy. In and out he hammered, each thrust and pull making a slurping sound as her wet cunt sucked at his huge dick, the girl cum leaking out over her lips, leaving them warm and slick. Parker was moving faster and harder, he was so virile and manly, a real hunk hammering at her hole. The Milf cried out in ecstasy as she came, her body bending and rocking as the orgasm took control of her, "Oooohh, yessss, ooohhh, fuck me Parker, fuck my Mom cunt."

"Yeah Mom, you're my girlfriend and I'm fucking you, I'm fucking you good," Parker grunted and rose and fell, his dick ploughing in and out of her.

Beside them the moans and bucks of Josh and Julia might have been lower, but they were no less passionate, the grunts and gasps filling the air as Josh speared his Mom's twat from behind. She cried out in pleasure as she too came, the sound of her pleasure renting the air. The cries added to Hannah's enjoyment and her libido stepped up a gear, forcing her into a counter-orgasm, "Oooohh, yessss, baby, yessss, make me cum...!"

Her son rammed harder and faster, pounding his dick at her like her words were a challenge. A challenge he met as her back twisted and her face contorted, "Oooohhh, fuuucckk, Parker, oooohhh fuuuckk, you're making Mommy cum!"

On the other side of the rug Julia squeaked and babbled and shuddered as her son sped up and grunted, his body suddenly tensing. He pulled his dick out of her, with a sloppy slurping sound, his cum dripping from her slot. The Milf turned round, still pressed against him and began to slowly and tenderly kiss her son. 




Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad Ch. 02



Parker didn't seem to be showing any interest in the couple beside him. He continued to bear down, pounding Hannah into an overdrive of pleasure. She shrieked and gasped and squealed, a chorus of pleasure. She couldn't believe how good he was, how much she was enjoying getting fucked, it was like for the last eighteen years she had only known junk and now she was discovering Triple A. Her hands were clawing at Parker's back, gripping and tearing at him, forcing the young hunk into her harder and harder. "OOOhhh, oohhhhh, give it me baby, give it me."

He pounded at her, violently, brutally, intensely slamming his huge meat into her cunt, opening and stretching it. He was moving faster and harder, his face a mask of concentrated passion. Suddenly it twisted and changed, like a rubber mask being ripped away, and he grunted, gasping out, "Fuck... I'm gonna cum." He continued his frenzied ramming, hammering at her hole, for a few more moments, his face twisting even more as he began to pump out his semen, filling her wet cunt with his warm seed. It filled her, sliding out and down, dribbling over her labia flaps as he pulled out with a slurp. "Fuck," he grunted, "That was special."

Hannah agreed, she was on fire, gasping in pleasure from the orgasms that had wracked her body and left her wanting more. There was a moan from Josh and she turned her head to see that her friend had moved her head down her son's body and even now was licking and sucking at his dick bringing him to hardness. Hannah was unable to resist doing the same to her own son, sliding down the rug so that her head was opposite his prick, she began to lick at the flaccid member. It tasted salty and sweet, caked as it was in his and her cum. Her tongue moved round the beast, lapping away at the goo encrusting it, cleaning it of his hardening semen. As she did so the prong began to waken and become erect again. Soon it was hard and stiff, like a trunk growing upwards.

"Fuck Mom, yeah that's good," Parker moaned as his Mom's tongue continued to do its work, sliding down to his balls and up to his bulbous head, covering every single inch of flesh with her wet saliva and then licking it again. Parker groaned in pleasure as she tickled at his sack with her lips, sucking it in and letting it go before resuming her tonguing of his member, all the way to the top. Her mouth opened and she began to slurp at it, pulling it into her mouth and rolling her lips over the huge dick, feeling her jaw strain as she opened wider.

"Ohhhh, baby, that's good, fuck me," Julia was squeaking again as her son's reinvigorated cock banged at her pussy as he pumped on top of her. He was moving quicker and harder this time, thrusting the dick deep into her cunt. The Milf's legs were up and around him, dragging Josh into her.

Probably Parker thought that was Hannah's goal as well, a second fucking of her hot wet pussy. But the Milf had higher ambitions than that, now she had given herself to Parker she wanted to give herself fully. She continued with his cock for a few more minutes until it was as well oiled with her spit as possible. Her head came up, her mouth making a popping sound as it disengaged from the massive member. She looked at Parker, an expression of intense satisfaction on his face. It turned to first surprise and then joy as she smiled at him and said, "Do you want to bang my ass?"

"You want me to screw you in the pooper?" he asked in wonderment.

Hannah got onto her hands and knees, "It's up to you," she purred, knowing full well that for an eighteen year old anal sex was the holy grail.

"Hell yeah," Parker replied enthusiastically, before adding, "but only if you want."

His Mom gazed at his huge, hard member, "Oh, I want." Parker moved behind her, and she gave him further instructions, "Baby, open me with your finger first, loosen me up." The busty Milf gave a moan of pleasure as his middle finger pushed into her sphincter, opening her butthole as he twisted it round. He slid it up and down for a minute, the walls gripping at the digit even as he elasticated them. He pulled it out, leaving the hole still open

"Ooohhh, that's right, Parker, stretch my asshole," Hannah gave another long, low moan as he returned, this time with two fingers, pushing them in as far as they'd go so that his knuckles were rubbing at the soft anal chute walls. "OOOOhhh," she groaned louder as her son twisted and pushed and prodded, making her butt ready for the huge dong that was soon to follow. "Ohhhh, yes, that's good, that's ready."

Her son pulled out his fingers and moved his hand to her butt cheeks, pulling them apart. Her backhole was hardly empty long enough to feel the chill night air seep in as Parker replaced it with his dick. Hannah gasped and groaned as his huge dong pushed at her shitter. Even loosened by his fingering her ass was tight from lack of use, there hadn't been a dick up there for years. But Parker continued, ignoring the tightness and fighting back against the walls obstructiveness, pushing his prick in, pressing apart the tunnel and filling her so completely with cock that she squealed in satisfaction. "Ooooohhh, aaaahhhhh, yes Parker, stick it in me, stick that big prick down my shithole." He continued, thrusting at the tight butt, going deeper and deeper with his cock until she could feel it pressing at her pussy wall, making her shudder in excitement. "Aaaahhhh, aaaaahhhh, oooohhhhh, that's big baby, that's so big."

Parker was thrusting forward, pounding at her, gripping her waist and pushing up her cheerleader vest so that his fingers were gripping at her skin, digging deep at the flesh. His balls whapped at her butt cheeks, smacking hard against them as he gave her his full length, slamming faster and faster as her ass chute loosened and retracted. Her skirt was over her cheeks, jumping and shaking as she was rocked back and forth. Hannah squealed and gasped, "Ohhhh, harder, baby, harder." She gripped the rug and squeaked in pleasure, her large tits bouncing and straining against her vest, the friction from the material making her nipples red and raw and erect – sore and pleasured.

"Go for it, Parker, fuck her," Josh had cum in his Mom and was now watching his friend ass fucking, "Give it her hard."

"You go girl," Julia cried in support, "Take that dick all the way." She turned on her side and rested her head on Josh so she could see properly.

"Yeah, this is it, Mom, this is my fucking huge dick in your ass," Parker pounded harder, his schlong vigorously ramming at her pooper, slamming open the hole.

"Oooooohh, aaaaahhh," Hannah was squealing in orgasmic pleasure, as she came and came again, the ecstasy flowing though her like a wave. The cock pounded deeper and harder, ramming at her walls, hitting places she never knew existed, driving her into another round of orgasmic thrills, "Oooohhh, aaaaaahhhh, aaaaahhh." Her cheerleader uniform was soaked in sweat, the coolness of the night blown away by the energy of the fucking. Perspiration dripped down her face and across her back, sticking the vest to her skin. Her son's hand were covered with sweat as well, his palms slipping at her side, his fingers stabbing in like if he let go he'd fall.

"Go on, go on," Josh was calling in excitement.

"Yeah, Hannah, you can take it all," Julia was equally vocal.

"Ooohhhh, aahhhhh, aaaahhhh, fuuuckkk!" Hannah shrieked again, her body shaking and shuddering as the orgasm hit her, like she was an electric cable. "Oooohhhh, aaaaahhh, yesssss, fuuucckkk, aaaahhhh!"

"Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah," Parker grunted, "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah." He rammed harder, slamming her asshole open and making her skirt bounce even faster on her ass. "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah."

"AAAaahhh, baby, baby, aaaaahhh," Hannah shrieked.

Behind her Parker was going even faster, grunting incoherently as he rammed her shithole and stretched it like it had never been stretched before. Suddenly he stopped, gasping pleasure and Hannah could feel his semen blasting into her bowels, soaking the hole with his seed. His cock slipped out, leaving the cum to dribble out. Hannah giggled, "Was that special?"

Parker rolled over and high-fived Josh before replying "Worth the wait."

"You want to take a souvenir photo, I know you boys have being doing that," Hannah asked.

"Yeah sure Mom, Josh you want to take one too, return the favour for the lift today?"

Which was why both Parker and Josh got photos on their phones of Hannah Williams, skirt round her waist, ass up in the air, leaking cum from her butt. They were shots that both guys and the rest of the team would look at again and again.



Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad Ch. 03



It was common on a Sunday for Josh Vega to awaken at around seven. He had never been one of these teens who felt the need to stay in bed to lunchtime. However, he was a typical eighteen year old guy in that when he awoke he had a raging hard-on, his huge dick as hard as an iron rod. What was unusual, both for Josh and for High School Seniors in general was both what had woken him up and how the erection was being dealt with as beside him, crushed into his single bed, was his naked Mom Julia. They were lying together, his muscular arm draped over her shoulder gently resting on a Milf titty, a firm thigh resting against the back of her legs almost sliding between them. And whilst one of her hands was stretched out and hanging over the bed, the other was behind her, two fingers running under his cock and stiffening him up.

"Ooooh," he moaned in pleasure.

"Morning sexy," purred Julia Vega. 

She half-turned her head so that with a little effort he could kiss her lips. He did so, grinning as he moved his head away and squeezing a titty so she giggled. His knee pressed between her legs, forcing them apart and he slid between them, massaging her sexy lower thighs. "Morning Mom," he grinned back.

The Milf turned round so that she was facing him, her beautiful olive face just inches from him. He could smell her breath, it was sweet and fragrant, warm on his nose and lips as well. Damn, she was so beautiful and sexy and she was his. Her lips upturned in a smile, the lip-gloss smeared and cracked, it needed to be reapplied, not that it mattered to him, her mouth was as attractive as the rest of her. He moved a hand up to play with a nipple, turning it in his fingers and making it as erect as the dick she was still stroking. 

"That was some night," she purred.

"Yes," agreed her son. It had been; he wasn't sure whether she was talking about what had been first, watching his friend Parker Williams fuck his Mom, Hannah, in the ass. Or what had happened after they'd dropped off the Williams and come home - rampant and hot screwing which had left them in his bed, his Mom's cheerleader uniform strewn on the floor. Or both.

"You were a stud," Julia said happily, "Four times... that was incredible. And you're still hard."

Josh grinned back, "It wasn't a solo effort."

"No," she laughed, " It wasn't." She licked her lips, sensually, "You said it was Parker's first time, he hadn't fucked his Mom before."

"I'm surprised she hadn't told you," he knew how close the cheerleading Moms were.

"She'd hinted that she wanted to take it steadily, not go too fast," his Mom smiled.

"I think Parker wanted to go faster," he replied, "It seems his plan worked."

"It did," his Mom grinned, her eyes sparkling sexily, "I was sure she was going to fuck him by the time we were in the burger bar; she just had that 'I'm so horny and need it bad' look..."

"So did you," interrupted her son and tweaked a hard nipple playfully.

Julia giggled, "Well... you know I usually need it bad from my big dicked son." She smiled and slid her fingers round his member, holding it and gently rocking it up and down. "But as I was saying, I couldn't believe she let him fuck her in the butt. It was hot though, seeing it pump in and out and seeing those cheeks spread."

"I got a memento, remember," Josh leaned over his Mom far enough to get his cell from the beside cabinet. He brought it back and scrolled through pictures, his Mom topless, his Mom bottomless, her shaved slit, the same slit opened and with cum dribbling down over the lips, until he got to the one he wanted. 

He pressed on it and showed his Mom. Her smile widened as she looked at it. "God, baby, that is so hot." She jerked at his dick as she salivated over the photo off her friend, Hannah, her cheerleader skirt over her waist, her hands on her butt holding apart her hole that was leaking Parker's spunk. She was still smiling as Josh closed down the photo and placed the cellphone back on his cabinet. 

"I bet he enjoyed it," she continued.

"Stuffing his cock up a tight Milf butt, I'm sure he hated every minute of it," her son grinned back in agreement.

"So what about you Josh? Would you enjoy it?" his Mom smiled deeply and widely, her hand gripping hard at his cock.

He felt his large manhood throb like it was going to explode and his mouth felt dry. He tried to retain his composure and appear casual, "I'm eighteen Mom, of course I'd like anal."

His Mom giggled, "It's not an age thing. I'm forty-two and I love anal." She paused looking at him wantonly, her lips playing round her lips so sensually that it didn't matter than the lip-gloss was cracking and fading. Josh was sure she had more to say and he waited for her to continue. He was right as after a few seconds she carried on, "I love huge thick pricks going up my tight little pooper and fucking it hard until I cum. I love my small little chute being stretched wide and large cocks going where they're not supposed to."

He grinned and slid his hand down to his Mom's cunt. The shaven slot was wet with lust. His Mom grinned and said, "You're not getting the hint, that's the wrong hole to what I want."

Josh had got the hint, he wasn't dumb, but he wanted to make absolutely sure, so he asked straight out, "You want me to fuck your ass?"

"Are you asking?" she smiled, her eyes dancing.

"I'm asking," his cock was so hard it hurt.

"Well ask me," his Mom gave a teasing smile, which said she wasn't going to say 'no'.

"Can I fuck your ass please Mom? Can I bang it with my huge, thick dick and nail it raw? Can I?"

Julia pulled back the covers and stepped out of bed. Even as he looked at her wonderful naked Milf body he was wondering if he'd misread the runes. However, she quickly confirmed that he hadn't. "If we're going to do this regularly I'm going to have to get some anal lube, but for now let's use some butter." She walked over to the door, her sexy ass, that he was shortly to penetrate, wiggling sexily as she put her hand on the handle she turned her head to look at him, "Are you coming?"

"I will be," grinned Josh and got out of bed. Their clothes still littered the floor, but the only dressing he did was slide into a pair of flip-flops and follow her downstairs, almost as naked as the day he was born and with his dick a lot harder. 

Julia was already unwrapping a slab of butter. Josh realized she must have thought of this last night as she'd left it all night on the counter, leaving it melted and soft. She took a gloopy chunk in her hand and rubbed it between her palms, "We shouldn't use this often, lube is much better and butter can lead to yeast infections, but it won't harm us a couple of times."

Josh's cock was so hard that he was more than willing to take the risk if it meant plunging his rock hard member between his Mom's sweet cheeks. He nodded, "I'm okay." He stood still as his Mom continued to rub the butter between her hand, turning it into a gooey, yellow mess. Only when she was satisfied it was melted did she get to her knees and begin to smear it over his huge member.

It wasn't the first time his Mom had handled his cock, but it was the first time she had been so thorough, her palms finding every inch and soaking it in the yellow butter, leaving it dripping and smelling like it was a piece of hot toast. The scent wafted to his nose, a carnal promise to keep him hard; and the touch of his Mom kept him hard as she slid over him. And as he looked down at her naked body, crouching beneath him, preparing him he thought of what it would be like to thrust his huge schlong up her tight shithole; it was a pleasant thought and it made him throb like he was electrified.

"That's you lubed up Josh," his Mom smiled as she stood up, her gaze falling down to his huge member covered in a yellowy mush. "Now I want you in my ass."

She swiveled round and lay face down over the kitchen table, her naked butt pointing at him. Josh moved behind her, his dick hard. His Mom moaned as it rubbed at her cheeks, "Stick your finger into my butt, Josh, open Mommy's butthole open."

"Yeah," Josh leaned and stuck his finger in the butter, twisting it round and smearing the digit with fatty oil. It felt weird to have a finger covered in butter, like it needed to be cleaned or sucked off. It felt even weirder as he pressed it into his Mom's sphincter, opening the puckered hole and pushing down, the soft anal tunnels gripping at his finger as he worked it in. 

"Ohhhh, urrrrhhh, ohhhh," Julia shuddered, wiggling her ass and pushing it upwards, partnering with Josh's probes to open her hole. "That's good, baby, you need to open it for your big dick."

"You want me to put a second one in?" Josh asked. He didn't wait for the answer, but pushed two fingers into the butter, he wouldn't be spreading that on his sandwich not now that one of the fingers he was stuffing into it had just been up his Mom's asshole. He pressed in again, the first finger pushing past the sphincter and the second following it in the warm, soft hole.

"Ohhhh, yes, oooohhh," Julia Vega moaned loudly as her son's finger went down her asshole, spreading it open. "Ooooohhh, yes, Josh, that's it."

"Are you ready?" Josh pulled out his fingers and took hold of his dick, "I'm going to fuck you now" He pulled at her cheek, exposing the hole and pushed his dick in.

The first couple of inches slipped in easily, lubed up by the butter and helped by fingering of her hole. His Mom gasped and shuddered, her naked body rubbing at the kitchen table as her arms spread out like she was being crucified. The next few inches were harder, Josh having to shove and lever, gripping his Mom's waist for support as he forced the dick through her tight walls. It didn't seem to matter to Julia, she still moaned and cried ecstatically, shivering in pleasure as he went down. Her ass seemed to grip as his cock, squeezing it like a giant hand. He held her tighter and pushed down the last few inches, forcing his dick down through a wall that was like wet cement. His Mom shook and squeaked, "Ohhhh, ohhhh, yes baby, yes baby, give me that big thick dick."

Josh pushed and heaved harder, thrusting his cock down his Mom's ass. He could feel his balls slapping and smacking at her butt as his full length penetrated her. The anal tunnel grabbed his dick, stimulating it and warming it like he was thrusting into melting rubber, the walls molded outwards as he pounded in. "Shit Mom, your ass is hot. This is great."

"Oooohh, aaarrhhh, yes Josh, fuck me, fuck Mommy's butthole, fuck me so hard. I'm going to cum, baby, I'm going to cum." Julia shuddered and shrieked, her body flushing red as the assgasm rushed through her.

The young man pounded harder. Ramming his thick schlong into her poophole he knew what heaven felt like. It was tight and warm and firm, and it shuddered as he fucked it, the two cheeks wobbling at his cock as he plunged beneath them and into his Mommy's hole. With each thrust he could feel his Mom convulsing and hear her grunts and cries of pleasure. Josh went faster, slamming as vigorously as he could, making the kitchen table squeak and shake as his Mom bounced on top of it, she too screaming and shuddering, "Oooooohhh, aaaarrrhhh. oh my God baby, that's it, fuck Mommy's asshole. Fill her butt with your meat. All the way baby, all the way."

Like most High School Senior's Josh had spent years imagining what it would be like to fuck some hot woman anally, never dreaming it would be his Mom. Now it was happening it was even better than what he had thought or hoped; thrusting deep into his Mom's tight hole it was all he could do to stop himself exploding. Only the urge to give his Mom the best anal screwing she'd ever had kept him from letting go as he counted sheep or examined the cracks on the kitchen tiles, anything to prolong his fucking.

"Aaaarrhhh, aaaaarhhh, aiiieeeee!" his Mom screamed again as she came, her entire body quaking as the orgasm spread out through her. Her naked body pounded at the table, her titties squashed beneath the body and the wooden lacquer surface. Her hands gripped and ungripped, "AAAArrrghhh, baby, aaaarrghhh. Fuck me. Oh my God fuck my ass."

Her shrieks and shudders were too much for him and he let go, grunting and moaning in pleasure as his cum pumped out of his dick and into her asshole. Despite the fact that he'd already fucked her four times last night there was still plenty of it, the benefits of being eighteen and horny. It flooded her hole like an abandoned mine and a cloudburst, filling the tunnel with his hot, sticky spunk. It dripped from her hole as he withdrew, tendrils of silver sliding from her open hole and down the crack between her ass cheeks. 

"Oh yes," Julia lay a cheek on the table and closed her eyes. "Oh yes," she moaned again, "That was great. Did you like it?"

"Yes," grinned Josh, "More than liked it."

"Okay, you can take a picture for your friends," his Mom said in a voice that spoke of her bliss, "Show them you literally scored some Mom ass."

*

Rory snatched up the phone before his Mom, Megan Carter, had a chance to stop him. He gave her a cheeky smile as he answered it, "Oh hi Mrs Knight, how are you?" At least he was polite his Mom thought, he was well brought up. Megan couldn't hear what Gina was saying, but her son nodded and grinned down at her as he listened, before replying to her friend, "Mom can't come to the phone right now, she's got her mouth full." There was a very brief pause and then he laughed, "That's right Mrs Knight, that's exactly what's in it." He gave his Mom a thumbs up, before saying into the phone, "If you don't mind waiting a few moments, she's almost finished."

He placed the handset on the table and placed his hands on the back of his Mom's head. "Oh yeah, suck it Mommy, suck it good," he groaned. Megan sped up, thrusting her mouth down as far as she could, slurping and sucking at his huge prong. He groaned and closed his eyes, luxuriating in the feel of her warm and wet mouth on his schlong sucking it good. 

It was more than a few moments, but still not long before he jerked and Megan could feel the spurt of his cum against the back of her throat. The salty seed filled her mouth and she drank it down, swallowing her son's sperm like it was the tastiest snack she'd ever received. Rory groaned with pleasure, his eyes rolling in his head, as the last of his gooey spunk shot into his Mom's mouth. He withdrew his cock, big even when flaccid and drips of cum and saliva fell from it over his Mom's naked tits. "Shit Mom, that was hot." He reached down and pulled up his soccer shorts.

Megan licked the last of his seed from her lips and smiled, "I enjoy late breakfasts." She stood up and gestured for the phone. He passed her the handset before indicating he was going to go outside and practice his soccer skills on their voluminous back lawn. Megan smiled at him and nodded to show she picked up his silent message before she turned her attention to her friend, Gina Knight, "Hi, how are you?"

"I'm good," her friend tittered, "I'm guessing I don't need to ask how you are, sucking off Rory before lunch..."

"I didn't want him to hurt himself with his bulge," his Mom replied with a smile.

"That big is it? Lucky girl." Gina laughed, "Speaking of lucky girls have you heard Julia got it up the ass from Josh."

"Heard, seen the picture," Megan answered with a smile, "Why do you think Rory was so hard?"

Her friend laughed again, "Sons, they go like rock at anything. Tits, pussy, ass..."

"They're eighteen and horny," Megan agreed, "I wouldn't have it any other way."

"Me neither," Gina replied, "Anyway that's not why I rung. I was wondering if you're in tomorrow, that new move we've been trying, I haven't quiet got it right and was wondering if you could help me practice."

"Sure, that's a captain's job; why don't you come over once the boys are in school and we've got the house to ourselves?"

"It's a date," said Gina.

*

"That's good," Megan said, "Lift your leg a little higher."

In front of her Gina nodded and stretched her leg higher, so that it was almost, but not quite at a right angle, to her body. She grimaced as she tried to make the extra few inches and then relaxed and let it drop. "I'm getting better."

"You're turning into a real pro," confirmed her friend and squad captain. "We just need to get those muscles trained and then you'll be high-kicking like you were born to it."

The two of them had been practicing all afternoon and this was the last move and the one that Gina was having the most trouble with. Unlike her friend she hadn't been a cheerleader in school and whilst she was fit and exercised often she didn't have the suppleness that came from having done the same exercises since she was eighteen. But Megan wasn't lying about what she said, Gina was improving and was a real asset to the team. The raven haired Milf gave her back another stretch and turned to Megan, "Let me have another go."

"I've got an idea to help," Megan said and knelt down beside her friend. "Okay stretch your leg."

Gina began to lift it, wobbling slightly. "Lean on me," said Megan. As her friend rested an arm on her shoulder Megan's reached her hands under the raven haired Mom's thigh. The flesh was smooth and flawless, the texture of a toned muscle under the skin. The squad leader lifted up. Gina giggled and wobbled, pressing on Megan's shoulder as she worked to keep her balance. But it worked. her leg was lifted higher. It brought up her skirt and Megan could see underneath her friend's tiny panties just concealing her pussy.

Todd was a lucky guy, thought Megan about her friend's son, he was getting a chance to plough the sexy hole on a regular basis. 

"You want to me to lower now?" Gina asked, looking down and giving a smile that suggested she didn't know her friend had been looking at her panties.

"Yes," Megan blushed slightly and let go, quickly moving her eyes to look somewhere else. She'd had lesbian fantasies over the years, but imagining was a far as she'd gone and she didn't think it appropriate that she allow her gaze to linger to long on Gina; if her friend noticed it'd make them both uncomfortable and that discomfort wouldn't be good for the squad. 

"Shall we do the other leg?" asked Gina, turning round without waiting for an answer.

"Yes, and then I think it'll be enough for today," replied Megan. It'd give her time to have a coffee and a chat with Gina afterwards and there talk about their sons hard cocks and what they were doing with them would push away any lingering lesbian desire for her friend. 

Gina's other leg lifted and again Megan slid her hand under it, feeling the smooth, sexy flesh and pressing it up so the skirt lifted and she could see the white cotton of her friend's panties pushing into her hole. She tried not to look, but it was impossible not too, wondering what the slit was like under the thin material and what it would taste like.

"Can I ask you a question? A personal one," Gina remained balanced, her leg pointing straight out, one hand resting on Megan's shoulder.

Forcing her gaze upwards Megan replied, "Of course. We're friends, we can ask each other anything."

"Have you ever had lesbian sex? With a woman?" 

The question was such a surprise that Megan almost dropped her friend. Gina must have sensed the wobble as she started to lower her leg and Megan let her, moving back and standing up, giving herself a moment to think. In the end the only answer was the truth, "No. I've thought about it, but no, never."

"I thought all cheerleaders experimented?" her friend asked again. 

Was there a touch of disappointment in her voice? Megan wasn't sure. She shook her head, feeling a touch of regret herself, "Only in the movies." She paused, "What about you?"




Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad Ch. 03



A small touch of red appeared on Gina's cheeks and she shrugged, "Depends what you mean" 

She didn't elaborate but Megan certainly wasn't going to let the conversation end their, "I mean fucking and if you don't... spill..."

Gina shrugged again, perhaps wishing she hadn't brought up the conversation, "I just thought... you know with you looking at my panties..."

So she had noticed, thought Megan. For some reason that didn't make her uncomfortable, but hot. It also wasn't an answer and she said so.

"Okay, a couple of times at college when I was drunk I made out with a girl," Gina replied.

"Wow, what was it like? how far did you go?" Megan asked.

"Not very far. I let one them of get a hand under my bra. And as to what it was like... its hard to describe...but I wouldn't say it was bad, not as fun as a guy, but still something." Gina blushed a little.

"I always wanted to," Megan admitted. "I've always been a bit scared though, of trying, I don't know why... that'd I'd suck at it, or not enjoy it or that I'd make a move on someone and they'd either be totally straight and grossed out or a full-blown lesbian and I'd make them think there was a chance I really was a lesbian, rather than just trying."

"I wouldn't mind trying again, if you wanted to experiment with me?" Gina looked at the floor as she spoke, a hand nervously reaching up to twist at a strand of hair.

For a second Megan was unsure how to respond. She was banging her son, did that mean she was exclusive and shouldn't be fucking anyone else? Was she even ready to try lesbianism? and with Gina, her friend. Then her mouth took over. "Yes. Shall we go to my room?"

Without a further word she turned and went upstairs, a few feet behind Gina followed. Megan closed the door behind them as they entered and sat on her bed. Gina paused, standing just inside the room, unable to get any further out. Megan nervously patted the bed beside her, "Why don't you sit here?"

Gina nodded and did so, she wasn't reluctant, but she didn't rush either. She got down on the bed, a leg drawn up under her so that her skirt was way up her thigh. She bit her lip, "So what do we do now?"

"You're the one who's done it before," replied Megan, butterflies scooting round her tummy.

"We could kiss?" Gina said.

"Okay," said Megan. They moved their heads together and pursed their lips. The result was a brief peck between the two of them, before they both retreated giggling and reddening. "Okay, I'm not an expert," said Megan as she straightened up again and ran a hand through her red hair, "but I'm thinking there should be more to it."

"Let's try it again," agreed her friend.

The two Milfs tittered like schoolgirls to hide their nervousness as they approached each other again. For a brief moment it seemed like it would be a repeat of before, lips briefly brushing before a quick pull-back. But this time Gina opened her mouth a little and the touch of her movement encouraged Megan to remain and open her own. Gradually they began to open them wider and move the lips around, pressing and pushing at each other. Megan didn't retreat back as she felt the tip of Gina's tongue coming forward, instead she slid her own tongue out so it was tickling at her friends. Gina's hands were on the redhead's waist, her finger's playing up and down Megan's sides. Megan returned the favor, copying her friend's movements and massaging at the other Milf through the material of the cheerleader vest.

Gina had been right, kissing another woman was something. Sure Gina wasn't Rory with his muscular frame, hard dick and youthful passions, but she could kiss and there was something about the softness of a woman's touch that made a nice change. Especially as Megan was copying Gina whose hands were getting higher and higher so that were up at Megan's titties, the fingers stroking at the side boobs. Doing the same Gina enjoyed the feel of the malleable tits as she touched them and made them wiggle underneath the vest.

"That was nice," giggled Gina.

"As good as you remember?" asked Megan.

"Better," her friend replied and leaned in for another kiss. Their mouths moved even more passionately than before, their tongues tantalizing, teasing, tasting each other. Gina's hands slid round Megan's front and the palms rolling over the redhead's globes, the fingers squeezing into the flesh. Megan copied her, loving the soft feel of her friend's big pair.

"Do you want to go further?" asked Gina as she pulled her head back. Megan nodded and watched as her friend pulled off her top. They'd changed together many times so Megan had seen Gina's tits before, but in her excitement they seemed bigger than normal and more bouncy. Her friend smiled and shook them as she reached down for Megan's top "You too."

Megan pulled off the vest. Her boobs weren't as big as Gina's, but they were firmer, kept in place by sports bras and exercise. Gina didn't seem to have any complaints as almost as soon as the top had been dropped her lips was down on first one and then swapping to the other, kissing, licking and nibbling at the titties and their teats. Megan moaned in pleasure, her nipples hardening in her friend's mouth. She couldn't copy Gina's moves, not without being double-jointed, so instead she reached out and began to caress her friend's naked boobs, juggling them in her hands. Gina licked and slurped harder, her teeth gently biting at the tit nubs and stretching them out. 

"That's so good," moaned Megan, her back stretched and bent as waves of sensual bliss rode through her. "That's so good."

All the time Gina's hands had been on her side, massaging her, but now one of them was slipping lower onto her Megan's thighs and then upwards under her skirt. Megan could have stopped her, but she didn't want to, she was boiling with excitement. If this was further than Gina had gone previously, it was much further for Megan, but she wasn't yet reaching a barrier she didn't want to climb over. "Ohhh," she moaned in excitement, "Oh yes, oh that's good." 

Her friend took that as encouragement and slid her hand up further until she got to Megan's panties. For a moment Megan wondered if that was as far as Gina was going to go, whether her friend would concentrate on sucking her titties and ignore the pussy. She gave another groan, "I want more, play with my cunt."

Gina raised her head briefly to nod, "Yes," before returning her mouth to the nipples. Her fingers meanwhile pulled away the cotton covering Megan's slit and began to stroke at the labia underneath, gently and tenderly. 

Megan quivered in pleasure as the finger explored, sliding further under the material and over the lips, touching and teasing the slit between, Gina's nails gently scratching the pussy itch. The redheaded Milf began to get wet, she could feel the juice forming between her legs. "Oh my God, Gina, that feels so good."

"Mmmnnn and these titties taste lovely," giggled her friend, raising her head again and then lowering it.

Megan gasped as Gina's finger slid into the top of her pink, running over the flesh. She knew she had to return the sexual favor, whilst Gina wasn't complaining about the massaging of her tits it was no-where near as pleasure inducing as having them sucked as her cunt was played with. Megan slid her hand under her friend's skirt and up to the panties she had been looking at earlier. She pushed them far enough away to slide a finger at her friend. Gina's cunt was already wet, Megan could feel the cum on her finger as she rubbed at the hole. Her friend tittered into her tits and rubbed harder at Megan cunt. "Ooohhh," Megan moaned, "Oooohhh, play with my pussy. Finger it good."

"I want to eat it," said Gina, "These tits are lovely, but I want to try pussy. Are you alright with that?"

Megan had sometimes fantasized about having another woman lap out her cunt, but had never thought it would happen. But she had no reservations, standing up to remove her cheerleader skirt and panties, , "Oh please. I want you to eat my cunt."

She smiled naughtily and her friend grinned back, removing her own skirt and panties as Megan lay down on her bed. The redheaded Milf. spread her legs open. "Come and eat my juicy pussy," she purred.

And then she gasped as Gina's tongue began to do its work. The other woman spread the hole with two finger and began to lick. She moved quickly and passionately, slurping at the juice on the hole and pressing down into the tunnel. With a finger she began to massage Megan's clit as she did so, doubling the redhead's pleasure. "Ooooohh," moaned Megan, "That's right. Just there, that's the spot."

Gina licked harder and quicker, the sound of slurping filling the room, as Megan quivered with excitement. She got wetter and wetter, her cum mixing with Gina's saliva as the raven haired Mom lapped at the cunt. Megan had been eaten before, by a variety of men, including her ex-husband and various lovers, but none had the skill and passion another woman could bring to the task. Gina seemed to know exactly what to do and how to do it to send Megan to the most pleasurable heights available. The redhead groaned and arched, crying out in pleasure as Megan's tongue brought her to orgasm, "Oh my God, oooohhh, urrrrrhhh."

Gina lifted her lips from Megan and smiled, "You enjoying?"

"Yes," giggled Megan, before gasping in pleasure as Gina's mouth returned to her sexhole. The raven haired Milf's tongue swept down, as her lips pressed at Megan's cunt, kissing and licking together and sending Megan into a orgasmic overdrive. The redhead stretched and arched, her muscles tensing and relaxing as she came, "Ooohhh, urrrrhhh, aarrrrghhhh." The tongue wasn't as good as a nice hard dick, but it was close.

Gina lifted her mouth again, "You're yummy."

"A yummy Mommy," giggled Megan. "Have you finished?"

"No, not by a long way. I just said you were yummy," replied Gina.

"I want to have a go with you and see if you taste as good, I'm sure you will," smiled Megan.

"We could go together," suggested Gina, "sixty-nine."

That sounded good to Megan. She rolled properly onto the bed and spread her legs. She licked her lips, "Let's do it. Plant your cunt over my face."

Gina quickly joined her friend on the bed, lowering her naked body over her squadmate so that each of their pussies were facing the others mouth. Megan slid one had over her friend's buttocks, massaging a cheek and encouraging them down. With the other she opened the pussy lips, using her middle finger to gently tease the clit and then slide in the hole. Her tongue pressed in, following it. A trickle of juice spread down it.

Gina had swapped tactics, no longer going in with her tongue. Instead she was using that to concentrate on the clit, licking and lapping at the bud and its hood. As she was doing that she was also using a finger to slide into the wet hole, stimulating and exciting Megan even more.

The room was filled with the sound of slurps and groans as the two naked Moms lay together, their tongues and fingers working at each other cunts, pleasuring them into orgasm. Cunt juice seeped over their lips, sweet and tasty. Megan could feel her pleasure rising, waves of orgasmic bliss riding through her. From the quivers and quakes and squeaks and squeals of her friend, Gina was feeling the same. Their bodies shook as they licked, harder and more passionately, vigorously sweeping their tongues at pussy, until they were soaking. 

"That was something," giggled Megan as they eventually broke apart, their lips coated with the other's juices.

"It was. I enjoyed our 'experiment'" said Gina. She looked at the alarm clock beside Megan's bed, "Should we get dressed, the boys will be back soon?"

Megan shook her head as an idea formed, "No... I have a plan."

*

As Rory Carter went to a different school from his soccer team mate and friend Todd Knight he hadn't planned on giving him a lift. But then he saw him getting off at the nearby bus stop and pulled over, gesturing him in. Todd clambered in, throwing his bag in the back seat of the expensive car; if he was jealous that his friend got a nice set of wheels whilst he had to travel on public transport he didn't show it. "Thanks bud, you saved me a walk."

"Hey not a problem, but happy to go to your place and drop you off, it's not too far out of my way. Twenty minutes tops."

It was probably nearer thirty, but his friend shook his head, " I was going over to your place anyway. My Mom's still there, she said if I came over she could give me a lift home."

"Sure thing." It explained why Todd was in this area, the stop Rory had just picked him up from was off his buddy's normal route. "They're practicing cheering?"

"I guess, she didn't say." Todd grinned, "I hope so. She always looks so fuckable in that cute cheerleader uniform and she's so fucking horny after it I'm guaranteed a bang when we get home."

"I can see the benefits of your Mom picking you up so you can get her home quick," Rory replied, "You wouldn't want her stopping for some shopping on the way off and going off the boil. But yeah, my Mom's the same, I swear she got those fucking uniforms as casts off from some porno as they're so fucking hot."

"You heard from Josh, fucked his Mom in her ass."

"Shit yeah, man, I heard it, got the picture as well. He really reamed her, she's fucking gaped right open. And that lucky bastard Parker got some butt action as well," Rory shook his head in amazed admiration.

His friend nodded, "Took him long enough to get some tail and then when he does she gives him her butt to bang. As you say - lucky fucker."

"Lucky, lucky motherfucker," Rory said and shook his head laughing, "Shit what I wouldn't give to fuck my Mom's ass."

"What I wouldn't give to fuck your Mom's ass as well, they're one pert pair of buns she's got. I mean I'd do my Mom as well, in a heartbeat, introduce her brown hole to my big cock," Todd said.

"You think they're up for it?" Rory asked.

"What me fucking your Mom's ass?" Todd grinned jokingly.

"That as well, but first me ass fucking my Mom and you fucking yours."

"I don't know. But then I didn't think I'd be plowing my Mom in the bed she used to share with my cunt of a Dad," Todd said. He shrugged and grinned, "Tell you what I do know though bud, I'll be working on it, I'd love to score me some Mom butt."

"Yeah me too. And once you do remember to take a snap for the guys."

They turned into the drive of Megan and Rory's house, though it was almost a mansion with graveled space at the front which would easily fit a dozen cars and a lawn which dwarfed the parking space by four or five times, all ringed with a high hedge. The back was even bigger. At the moment there were only three cars parked, Megan's sports car for runarounds, her jeep for shopping and family trips and Gina's second hand model, which was older than both of Megan's added together. 

"I wonder where they are?" said Rory as they opened the front door. He paused for a second and then called out, "Mom, I'm home and Todd's here as well."

"We're upstairs in my bedroom," Megan's voice drifted from upstairs. "You want to come up?"

Rory looked at Todd and his friend nodded, like Rory he was probably wondering why their Moms were in the bedroom rather than practicing moves in the gym or drinking coffee downstairs; but whatever the reason it was unlikely to be one the two horny sons would have a problem with. They bounded up the stairs, taking two at a time Todd following Rory as the young man took a right towards his Mom's room.

Rory stopped in the open doorway, Todd crowded behind him. Lying naked on her bed was his Mom, passionately kissing an equally nude Gina Knight, Todd's Mom. Rory felt his cock getting hard as he watched them slurp at each other's mouths, their hands sliding up and down each other bodies as they hugged and caressed. 

"Fuck man, that is hot," behind him Todd spoke Rory's thoughts.

The words also made the women look up, dirty, lascivious smiles on their faces. Megan said, "We've been waiting for you."

"Want to join us?" added Gina with a sexy purr. She turned onto her back and showed her pink pussy hole to the horny teen guys.

Todd and Rory looked at each other, both grinning, "Damn, right."

They kicked off their shoes and began to swiftly get undressed, their eyes glued to the sexy Mom's lying enticingly on the bed in front. The Mom's looked back, transfixed by their son's muscular bodies, hard pecs and soon, as their pants came down, their huge manhoods. Rory took a step towards the bed, ready to pound his Mom until she squealed, but Megan held out a hand, "We've got a slight change of normal plan."

"What?" asked Rory, unsure what it would be but sure he'd enjoy it.

"We were thinking that Todd could fuck me and you could fuck his Mom, if you want to," smiled Megan.

"A Mom swap," Gina added.

The two guys grinned, "I'm up for it if you are buddy," grinned Rory.

"You know I am," grinned Todd. 

The two guys switched sides and got onto the beds, the Moms lying back side by side their legs spreading as they opened their pussies in invitation. "Come bang us," giggled Gina.

Todd was on top of her, grabbing his huge dick and pushing it into her fuckhole as beside him his friend penetrated his Mom. He grunted as Gina's pussy opened to receive him, it was wet and warm and willing and it only took a few thrusts before he was deep into her. He placed his hands either side of her and began to hump up and down, driving his massive dong deep into her cunt. Gina cried out in pleasure as the young man's penis filled her, arching her back as the full length slammed down her pussy. Her large titties, bigger and juicier than his Mom's pair, bounced as she shuddered. He raised himself and rammed down, "This I really want Mrs Knight."

"Call me Gina," she gasped, "No need to be so formal."

Rory didn't answer, but rammed down - hard. The bed was shuddering and shaking, the wooden frame creaking as two young, supremely fit young men rammed energetically down at the two horny Moms. Quick and hard the sons pounded, plowing their dicks into the wet cunts below them. The two women squealed in pleasure, their hands reaching up to wrap round the studs hammering them and their legs spreading wider, so that they intertwined with each other, Gina's right calve rubbing at her friend's left.

"Oh my God, oh my God," Gina squealed as she was banged hard by her son's friend. "I want it Rory, give it me good."

"Fuck right," Rory hammered his cock into her pussy, enjoying her squeals and gasps as it his large meat stimulated and excited her. He glanced at his friend and grinned. Todd grinned back, as obviously having fun fucking Rory's Mom as Rory was fucking his. The two soccer players rammed harder and quicker, competing, without saying so, on how vigorously they could pound the pussies of the Milfs. The answer, to judge from the squeals and cries, was damned hard. Ryan could see his Mom's face contorting as she came and feel the shake of Gina Knight as she too orgasmed. He moved harder, using all his strength and stamina to ram his dick balls deep into the sexhole.

"Shit, oh my God, I'm cumming," squealed Gina.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, me as well," screamed Megan beside her.

The boys ignored them and continued to pound, their huge dicks thrusting into the wet cunts, sliding deep. The women shook and shuddered beneath them, their hands clawing and dragging at the son's backs, encouraging them on. Rory's muscular pecs squashed Gina's round, busty boobs, spreading the mounds between their bodies. She was one hot fuck, not as hot as his Mom of course - no-one could be - but still fuckably fuckable. He didn't know what the other Moms were like, but if they were half as good as Gina and his Mom, the other guys were as damned lucky as him and Todd. 




Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad Ch. 03



"AAarrrrghhh, fuck me good," Gina screamed some more, her back bending as the orgasm flowed into her. 

Her pussy was clamping round Rory's dick and he could feel he was close as his balls tightened. "Where do you want me to shoot? In your pussy?" he grunted.

"On my tits, cum on my tits," the raven haired Milf gasped.

Rory pumped for a few more moments until he was just about to explode. Then he pulled his cock out and straddled Gina as he jerked it for the last few seconds. He groaned as he came, the cum exploding in massive spurts to cover his friend's Mom's tits and trickle down between them like snow melting from a hill. She giggled and tittered as the cum landed on her, jiggling her tits in her hands to shake it down, making it slither faster. Rory grunted and rolled off her to look at Todd and his Mom.

"Aaarrrghh, fuck, fuck, fuck," squealed his Mom, her face twisted in ecstasy. It was obvious that she was enjoying the huge dick plowing into her and watching it Rory could see why. Todd was big and he was going fast and deep, slamming his dick so far into Megan it was wonder she wasn't impaled to the bed. The Milf gasped again, crying out in pleasure, "Aaaarrrhhh, urrrrhhh, oooooohhhh."

Unlike Rory Todd didn't ask for guidance on where to shoot for. He just took it that he was going to copy his friend, jerking out his dick and pointing it Megan's smaller sized tits, he hosed them with his cum, splattering the mounds with his wet goo, covering them with his glaze. "Shit, that was fucking hot," he grunted as the last spurts of cum shot from his dick and covered the Milf's tits.

"It was," giggled his Mom, turning towards him and her friend, "Oh Megan, look you've got my son's delicious cum all over your titties, let me clean it up for you."

"Okay," giggled Megan.

Rory and Todd watched, entranced as Gina, leaned over her friend and began to lick away at the cum covering Megan's titties. As she did so, the cum on her only titties gradually dropped off to pool on the bed. "Mmnnn yummy," she giggled as she lapped up another slimy tendril of spunk, "Yummy, yummy, yummy."

Megan giggled and tittered, one hand fondling her wet pussy as her friend's tongue went over her tits, the raven haired hotty's mouth sucking at the hard nipples. Seeing the show in front of them Todd and Rory were soon hard again, the guys stroking at their huge dicks. "Damn," said Todd, "If I'd have known you were going to lick it all up Mom, I'd have bust another nut and given her more."

His Mom looked up at him with a smile, "Lucky you didn't as we want that second shot."

"You do?" Todd grinned happily. 

"We do," his Mom stopped licking Megan's tits, which were as clean as they'd ever been and leaned across her to her son's dick. Her tongue slid over it, wiping at the cock which minutes before had been coated in her friend's pussy cum. "It's all very well to swap, but we still want our own boys."

"I'm not complaining," grinned Todd.

"And you'll complain even less in a minute," giggled his Mom. She clambered over her friend and moved between his legs her mouth sliding down his dick.

"Let me," giggled Megan and removed Rory's hand from his dick as he slowly stroked the hard member. "Mommy's prerogative," she tittered and slid her lips down his member.

The two teenage soccer studs lay back as their Mom's heads bobbed and down, their lips clamped round the huge dicks. This was perfection, thought Rory, after a day's school to come home, fuck your buddy's Mom and then end with a lovely blowjob from your own slutty mother. 

He didn't realize the blow ob was far from the end until his Mom raised her head and tapped Gina on the shoulder, making her stop giving Todd an enthusiastic sucking. "Awww, Mom, don't stop," groaned Todd, "I was enjoying that."

"Your both going to enjoy what's next a whole lot more," it was Megan rather than his Mom that replied. She slid off the bed, with Gina, the two Milf's standing at the end of it their backs to their sons. Their hands slid down to their butts, gripping hold of their own cheeks. "We heard what Parker and Josh got from their Moms," Megan purred as she and Gina pried apart the buttocks to show their puckered shitters, "and we wouldn't want you to feel left out so we're offering you the same."

"If you want it," added Gina, unnecessarily.

"What? To fuck your tight assholes? Of course we want it Mom," Todd said enthusiastically.

"Damned right we do," added Rory. He got up off the bed and slid his hand round his Mom's waist, "Except this time I don't want to swap."

"Neither do I," agreed Todd, "First time I fuck an ass I want it to be with the prettiest woman I know." Gina blushed and giggled and kissed her son happily as he took her waist and guided her to the bed.

"Do we need lube?" asked Rory.

"Why do you think we blew you so hard?" giggled his Mom, "but there's some lube in the normal place."

Rory got it out and squirted the lotion onto his hand and then began to rub it onto his hard dick. Beside him Todd was doing the same, polishing his huge member like it was a trophy. Meanwhile the two Moms had got onto the bed, positioning themselves on their hands and knees and wiggling their round butts at the sons. Rory ran his fingers over his large cock, it was slick and hard and ready for his Mom's asshole. He grinned at Todd, "You ready to go man."

"Shit, bud, I am so ready. Let's fuck our hot Moms," he grinned and the two guys mounted the bed together behind their loving mothers.

His hands on Megan's cheeks Rory pulled them apart, exposing her sphincter. The puckered hole seemed so small and tight beside his mighty cock he almost backed down, but then he remembered how Josh had told him about how Julia Vega's had stretched to accommodate her son's thick girth. Rory glanced at Todd, his friend was already holding his thick member and pushing it at Gina's anal fuckhole without reservations, making the Mom moan.

"Come on in, fuck me," Megan's voice was pleading and lust filled. 

"Yeah, just admiring the view before I wreck it," lied Rory and taking his hard schlong in his hand he began to push it into her shithole.

It was tight and he had to force it, especially at first when it seemed determined not to open. He would have been worried that he was hurting his Mom, except her moans were those of pleasure, calling out for him to enter her deeper. Rory continued to push, keeping half an eye on Todd, who was already deeper in. Gina was gasping as well, gripping the bedding and levering her asshole back to her son. Rory saw another inch of Todd's dick disappear into Gina and he pushed harder himself, not wanting to be left behind by his friend.

"Oh yeah, that's it Rory. Shove it harder it me. Mommy wants your entire prick in her asshole. Go on, push it harder, fuck my ass," Megan moaned. She was starting to rub at her pussy, stimulating her front hole manually as Rory entered her back. Her body was rocking as he went in. Rory pushed deeper, feeling her tight asshole squeezing at his dick. 

Shit, no wonder guys raved about anal, he thought, it was so tight and warm, but still moist and sexy. He moved harder, pushing it deeper as beside him Todd began to enter a rhythm slamming his dick further in each time. Rory pulled back and shoved in, his Mom's walls retreating back as his thick meat punched down. He was able to move faster now and deeper, replicating his friend in thrusting into the asshole. "God damn, this is great," he grunted, "This is great."

"Go to it stud," squeaked his Mom, "Pound my asshole open."

Rory was going faster and faster, letting go off the butt cheeks and grabbing his Mom's waist, using it to both lever and balance himself. He felt his confidence rise, and went even quicker and harder, soon matching Todd thud for thud as they pounded in speedy unison in and out of the Mom's buttholes

"Shit, aaaaaarrhhh," screamed Gina.

"Oooohhh, my God, oooohhh, aaaarrhhh!" cried out Megan.

Behind them their teenage sons grinned at the unspoken compliments and rammed hard. Their toned bodies were covered with sweat, their firm stomachs battering at the women's cheeks, the muscles in their arms and thighs bulging as they gripped and thrust at their Moms. The sound of flesh slapping flesh competed with the noise of lube covered dicks slurping down rapidly expanding back passages, both being drowned out by the orgasmic cries of the Milfs. "Aaaarggrrh, yessss, aaaarhhh, fuck me, fuck my ass."

Rory grinned and slammed harder. Now he was getting more and more used to it, he was going faster, not that he'd ever really get used to the feeling of his Mom's tight butthole gripping at his cock. Beside him Todd was also thrusting balls-deep, ramming his thick schlong all the way into his Mom's asshole. The two guys slammed down deep, their balls banging at the butt cheeks.

"I'm cumming," shrieked Megan.

Rory continued to pound her, even as she screamed and shrieked and shook. Harder and harder, his huge dick pounding at her. He reached down and under her, grabbing her tits - they weren't huge bouncing bazooka's like those he could see jiggling under Gina, but they were still a nice handful, especially when he gripped and used them for balance. His Mom screamed some more, writhing in ecstasy, "More, Rory, more. Fuck me, fill me."

Rory did as he was told, thrusting at her ass like there was no tomorrow. And as he sped up Todd did the same, not wanting to be giving his Mom any less an anal experience than her friend. In and out, in and out, they both went, sending their Moms into sexual heaven. But soon Rory knew he was close to cumming and from the look on Todd's face he was the same, just struggling to hold it in and stopping himself releasing. Rory let go off his Mom's tits and grabbed her waist again, "I'm going to cum," he gasped, "I'm going to cum in your ass."

"Yes," squeaked his Mom, "Blow it into my butthole."

Even as she was speaking Rory was letting himself go. Beside him Todd was doing the same. The two teenagers ejaculating their large loads down their Mom's most taboo holes. Their seemed no-end of sperm jetting from their dicks. It filled the women's asses, seeping out as the guys withdrew, trickling down between their cheeks.

"Fuck man, those are some well fucked assholes," Todd said shaking his head and smiling.

Rory was thinking quicker, "Shuffle together," he told the women, "So your next to each other." 

As they were doing so he reached into the pocket of his pants, thrown over a nearby chair and pulled out his cellphone. Holding it up, he positioned it so that he could get both open-holed butts, spunk trickling from them, in one shot and clicked. Todd had seen what he was doing and was doing the same, the two guys snapping a couple of dozen pictures between them.

Afterwards they sat down on the edge of the bed, their naked Mom's beside them resting their heads on the son's shoulders as they skimmed through them, deleting most of them, but keeping some of the choicest. And both sons, with their Moms suggestions then quickly chose a favorite one.

"Okay let's send it," grinned Todd as he keyed in a message to the rest of the squad.

Rory also appended his picture to a message to the guys, 'Got an offer me and Todd couldn't refuse'. He grinned as he sent it off, he wasn't sure if the other guys would be jealous or not, they all had hot Moms, but he was sure his Mom's was the best assfuck of the lot of them.



Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad



There was his busty Mom, Hannah in a tiny blue, white and yellow cheerleading kit, surrounded by the five equally hot mothers of his friends. They were holding pom-poms and their smiles were radiant, their lips painted bright red. Damn, thought Parker, feeling his cock stir as he went over to join his friends opposite the Milfs, they were much hotter than any of the teen cheerleaders at his school.

Rory's Mom, Megan spoke, "We've been practising and thought we'd show you our moves."

"Sure thing, Mom," Rory, the private school boy said looking at his friends as they nodded their agreement.

The six Mom's stood in a line, as Megan spoke out clearly, "One, two, three."

Even though he was to see it again and again Parker never really remembered the moves of the dance; they seemed to be jerks one way and then another, the Milf's moving quickly and in unison their smiles plastered on their face and the poms-poms shaking out. But the thing he did notice was the way his Mom's tits jiggled underneath her tight top and how firm her leg was as she lifted it high and how sexy she looked as she went butt to butt with Gina, before all six women span round and bent down so they were looking upside down through their legs at the sons. The six boys stood silently for a moment and then they grinned and applauded, "That was great, really great Mom."

The women all blushed as they straightened. "We've been practising," said Susan Patterson, Bryan's Mom.

"You practised good," said Todd and the rest nodded their agreement.

"Hey guys, I've got an idea," said Rory. He turned to the Mom, "There's this six a side league we're going to sign up for; it's nothing major the teams range from High Schoolers have a kick around to office teams letting off steam after work, anyone can join. We don't think we'll do well, but as a team we're lot more confident than we are on our own so thought it'd be good for us. But the league rules say we can have our own cheerleader squad, we were going to not bother, its not like any of us know any girls, but what about you doing it. You'd get to show your moves for an audience and you never know... you might meet a single man or two."

The Moms looked at each other and nodded smiling, it was good that their sons were coming out of their shells and it sounded fun, "Okay," said Megan speaking for them all, "Sign us up."

*

If the first game wasn't a disaster it wasn't a win. But for the Mom's cheering on their sons it was a triumph; especially when Todd passed the ball to Parker who rocketed it into the back of the net. It wasn't enough to make up for the three balls that the other team had put past the boys, but the other team were older and more experienced and had played together for years. It was a creditable performance.

Afterwards as the guys showered the Mom's waited in the parking lot, still in their uniforms, collecting admiring glances from passers by which they totally ignored.

"That was fun," grinned Gina, tossing her raven hair over shoulder.

"I think it was better than when I was in High School," replied Megan.

Her fellow ex-cheerleader, Susan Peterson, nodded in agreement, "It is. But then I think the team's better, much less bitchy and snide."

"Were cheerleader's bitchy at High School, I can't remember," said Angela with a teasing grin.

"Yeah we were speccy four eyes," replied Susan, but her smile said she was joking and the others laughed, Angela as much as anyone.

"The boys played well, I was impressed," said Julia, who's son Josh had possibly been the star of the match.

The others nodded their agreement "I tell you something though," said Hannah, "I didn't notice until they were on the field how they're young men."

"I know I was surprised at how they're filling out they're becoming quiet manly," said Megan.

"Hunky, you could say," said Angela and as the other's laughed she said, "Go on we can say that we're cheerleaders."

"But you're right," said Megan, "Rory's continually out every night kicking the ball against the wall, dribbling and trying to keep it up..." she blushed as the others giggled, "the ball I mean. And when he's not outside kicking it around, he's doing push-ups and sit-ups and pull-ups. He's becoming very muscular and fit."

"Yes, Bryan's the same" said Susan and then she dropped her voice into a mock whisper, "He even missed getting an assignment in on time this morning."

The others laughed and Angela said, "Well, perhaps they may all get girlfriends this year."

"Hot cheerleaders," smiled Gina.

"You got any of us in mind," asked Hanna and they all laughed again.

*

Both the boys and the cheerleaders practised more over the next week in advance of the game. It was still a loss, but only by one goal and the Milf's cheering attracted even more appreciative glances. The third game was on a Wednesday night and the Mom's stood to the side, go into cheering mode as the game kicked off.

It was hard to concentrate on the game and the routine at the same time, but Angela Rossini managed it, wiggling her poms-poms and shaking her booty with the others as on the pitch the sons dribbled and passed and tackled. It was an enthralling game, end to end, and the routine was moving as fast and excitingly as the game, the Mom's kicking up their well toned legs, thrusting out their chests and swinging round their butts. They launched into a chant when the boys scored the first goal, a slide in from Parker, but then had to move to an upbeat 'we will recover' dance twice in succession as the opposite team scored. 

Half time left the boys down, but still in the game and the cougar cheerleader's cheered and chanted as they returned to the pitch, Angela not the only noting that her son's legs had grown thicker and more muscular over the last few weeks, their chests firmer and their poise more confident and manly. The game started again and she cheered and pom-pommed with her friend's, tapping out their support like semaphore flags. The boys equalised from Rory, only have a ball pounded into their own net minutes later. Three-two down, with five minutes to go and the cheerleading Mom's upped their tempo, encouraging their team to greater efforts. It paid off as Josh took a pass from Bryan and sent it in the back of the neck.

Three-three and a minute to go. "Kick that ball and make a score, Come on team, we wanna see more! Move those feet , 'Cause victory is sweet!" it wasn't original, but it was passionate. A kick from the opposition sent ball went back to Todd in the net and he scooped it up in one easy motion and had it thrown to Bryan before the other team had time to react. Bryan took it dribbled, past to Joshua - the Hispanic sending it away to Rory just before he was tackled. Rory took it tried to pass it back to Parker... it was intercepted by one of the opposition and then stolen back by Pete as the other man dribbled to far away. The teen punted it to Josh and ran forward, Josh's return pass falling at his feet. Pete dived round the last defender and kicked, the ball curved in flight, just past the goalkeepers gloved hands.

And it was in the net.

The cheerleader's screamed with delight switching into their goal chant and quickly curtailing as the referee blew the final whistle. As the sons hugged each other in victory the Mom's chanted the routine they never thought they'd do, "Spike the "V" Dot the "I" Curl the "C" Vic-tor-y! Vic-tor-y!"

Angela had never felt so proud of her son than at the moment as his friends pounded him on the back and the spectators applauded his last minute goal, even a few of the opposition sportingly giving their congratulations. And her hunky boy just grinned and nodded in thanks, looking like a real jock, handsome and sexy...

"Wow, where did that come from?" Angela murmured to herself and shook her head to clear it; that was the trouble with being single, sometimes the hormones went a little cuckoo.

Gathering up her things she walked with the other Moms to the parking lot, where they waited, still in their cheerleader kit, talking excitedly about the game and how proud they were of their son's first win as the boys themselves changed and showered. Eventually Pete strode out of the locker room, his bag over his shoulder and his pecs straining at his tight white T-shirt. One muscular swung as he walked, the other held the strap of his kit bag, biceps bulging. For another second Angela felt a hot flush of desire, but she quickly forced it down and smiled at him, "Well done honey, I'm so proud. Are you ready to get home?"

He nodded, "Thanks Mom, and the rest of you. We were all just talking in the showers and your cheering really geed us on."

Angela had a sudden vision of the six naked hunks washing themselves and she stared into space for a brief moment, before pulling herself back together. Luckily the quick zone out hadn't been noticed as the Mom's were all congratulating Pete, as well as the other sons as they trooped out. 'I'll have to get the dildo out tonight,' Angela thought to herself, as out loud she called Pete to the car and waved bye to her friends.

Near the house they stopped off to buy a pizza, which was still piping hot as they arrived home a few minutes later. Angela opened the flatbox and taking a few slices out shovelled them on a pair of plates, handing one to her son, "We might as well eat watching the TV, rather than at the table," she said and then on a spur said, "Do you want a beer as well?"

Pete looked surprised as she'd never offered him alcohol before, but he nodded, "That'd be great."

"Scoring goals is thirsty," his Mom said as way of explanation as she opened the fridge door and withdrew two bottles. She opened them and passed him the first as she took the second and her plate into the lounge. He sat next to her on the couch as he always did when they were watching TV and she switched it on; there wasn't much on, a lame sitcom, a drama which lacked suspense and a reality show which made their brain cells fizzle and die. They talked as they channel surfed through their meal and Angela realised that they were getting closer so that as the last slice of pizza was devoured and the last dreg of beer was drained that their legs were touching.

She looked down at his muscular leg brushing against her and said, "Sorry," just as Pete said the same. She looked up and saw that just as she'd been looking down at his thigh he'd been looking at hers, uncovered below her cheerleader skirt. "It's alright," they both said at the same time and laughed. Neither moved their leg.

"I was really proud of you today," said Angela. "You were really out there, that footwork was incredible and the goal..."

"Hey, Mom, I wasn't the only one. Seeing you cheer... wow you and the Moms were much sexier than the squad at school."

"You think so?" Angela blushed.

"Yeah... much," he replied his voice quiet and hoarse. 

Angela's face felt red and warm, but it wasn't from any embarrassment, but from lust as her son's head got closer. Her own voice was almost as soft as his, the lust in it unmistakable as she said, "Well I thought you were so sexy out on the soccer pitch this evening."

Their mouths closed together and they kissed in a passionate embrace. For a moment Angela thought it wrong and sick and then those feelings were swept away as her son's lips opened and moved over hers and she could feel his tongue playing at her mouth. His mouth moved round, kissing hard and passionately at the curls of her lips and above and below the lips before returning to her mouth. This time she was ready for him and opened for his tongue, sliding back her own and wrapping it around the intruder. Her hands pressed at his sides, feeling the muscles underneath the shirt and wondering when he had got so hunky, firm and manly. She didn't stop as his hands explored her body, rubbing high up her thighs and under her skirt, before exiting and moving up over her waist and stomach to squeeze at her titties beneath her vest. Without a bra they felt extra sensitive and alive as he fondled and groped them, making her kissing more excited and passionate. All the time there mouths moved against each other, only breaking for brief gasps of air before returning to each other.

Angela wasn't sure how long they kissed, it seemed like both seconds and hours. As Pete's mouth moved back she gave a smile, "Is this your first time making out with a cheerleader?"

"Yeah," Pete grinned back, licking his lips free of her saliva.

"So what did you think?" Angela was almost scared to ask the question, but she did as she hoped she knew the answer from the way the lump in his jeans seemed to have expanded since their mouths met.

"She's hot," Pete said, "I'm gonna see if I can cop a feel of her titty."

"I'd give that a go," giggled Angela as she moved in to kiss him again, pushing her glasses off and putting them on the table as her hands moved to massage his strong shoulders. One of her son's hands moved to her top, pushing it up, whilst the other went underneath and for her bosom. Her tongue flicked faster and more violently against his as his hand closed on the naked tits, squeezing and groping it, making the nipple hard. "MMmmnn, that feels so good," the Milf took her mouth from his for a few moments, allowing him to hoist the vest even higher so that her tits were below it's bottom hem, "Ohhh, that's nice."

Their mouths returned together, but now as they made out her son was playing with her titties, massaging them and tweaking at them, exciting the erogenous zones round the nipples. It was so hot and sexy and Angela was having no regrets. Her hands moved down to her son's midriff and lower to the bulge. One hand unzipped his fly and the other pulled out the dong. She was still kissing him so she couldn't see it, but as her hand moved up she knew it was even more massive than she imagined, ten or eleven inches, maybe twelve and thick as well, the veins pumping the blood as her fingers slid round it.

Pete broke from her, "You sure you want to carry on Mom?"

"Yes, do you?" she replied.

"Yeah, I do," he said with a unmistakable passion. "I've always dreamed about some hot cheerleader giving me a blow job."

Angela hadn't been sure as she pulled the massive schlong out of his pants what she'd been planning to do, but her son's words decided her. "It looks like your dream's going to happen," she said and got on her knees in front of him. 

He groaned in excitement as her tongue swept over his bulbous head and round the shaft, licking down from the eye to his balls. She licked down at the wrinkled skin of his sack, feeling the balls in it jiggle and bounce as her tongue pushed at them. Up she went again and round, her tongue leaving a trail of wet spit. Pete groaned more, "Shit Mom, you're the best cheerleader in town. Oh shit..." He tensed and groaned louder as her mouth opened and she took his prick in her mouth. Her lips curled round it and her jaw widened as she sucked at the huge member; it was a long time since she had a dick in her mouth - being a single Mom made dating difficult - and even longer, if ever, since she'd sucked one so huge and thick.

"Shit, oh shit, that's good," Pete moaned in excitement as her head bobbed up and down his dong. He placed a hand lightly on the back of her head, not pressurising her, but keeping control of her speed and encouraging her to go deeper and suck more. It wasn't easy, his dick was so large and wide that she couldn't fit it all in and her mouth ached as her jaw strained open to suck at it. But she tried her best, giving her boy a blow job he would remember.

"Oh shit Mom, oh shit," Pete thighs were tense and as she looked up she could see that his firm chest was shuddering as he breathed quickly in and out, his eyes were rolling in his head and his face was contorting with pleasure. She moved quicker, sucking at him.

He suddenly let go off her head and almost pulled her off. She looked at him surprised and suddenly scared, had she gone too far? He had looked like he was enjoying it? She hadn't forced him... had she? Her worries dissipated as he stood up and helped her to her feet, before lifting up her short skirt and reaching for her panties' elastic. "I want to lick you..." he said as he pulled them down to her knees.

"Oh... yes," gasped Angela as her son dropped down to his knees, gripped her waist, and with a swift turn of her body had dropped her on the couch. He removed the panties the rest of the way, tossing them across the room and pushed her skirt up to her waist. If it had been ages since she'd sucked a man it had been even longer since a man had gone down on her and she gasped as Pete's mouth closed on her sex. He began to slurp and slobber, ramming his tongue between and over her labia, trying to find the clit under the hood. He might not know what he was looking for or how to discover it, but his enthusiasm made up for his lack of skill. Angela gasped louder, "Oh, oh, oh, oh," she groaned in excitement as her son's tongue entered her and licked down her wet wall tunnel.

She wondered how he knew what a woman watched, was it from the boys in the team or from the internet. She had assumed that all the boys were as virginal as Unicorn riding princess, but would any porn movie (and she suspected Pete had watched some) tell a guy how to pleasure his partner so wonderfully and unselfishly. She gasped and moaned, bucking her back as Pete's lips found a special spot, "Oh there, baby, there," she moaned, sighing in contentment as his tongue went up and began to wiggle at the clit, "Oh yeah baby, yeah..."

"Ooohhh, ohhh," Angela's cries got louder as he began to finger her inside in partnership to his licking, thrusting a finger into her wet pussy and turning it round like a screwdriver on her. She shuddered, "Ooohh, ohhh, baby, that's it, eat me, eat me, eat your hot cheerleader." His mouth slurped at her clit, sucking it as below his lips his finger found her G-spots and rubbed at them, hitting the semi-mythical spot and making her cum again, "Ooooohhh, aaaahhhh, aaaahhhhh." The Milf quivered with excitement and ecstasy, "Oh, yeah, Pete, eat your cheerleader Mom... Ooohhh, aaaaaahhhh, aaaaaahhhhhh."

He looked up, his lips covered with her cum and his eyes alive with lust and Angela knew what she was going to do next was even more taboo than what they'd just done. She also knew they both wanted it. She struggled to her feet, pulling him up and taking his hand. "I want you to fuck me properly," she said.

He nodded, "Yes..."

She led him a few feet away to a rug in front of the television and dropped onto her back as he pulled off his pants and boxers and tossed them away. She barely had time to unbuckle her skirt, peeling it away before he was getting on top of her. He was still wearing his T-shirt, just as she was still wearing her vest, though it was, in her case, bunched up between her titties and shoulders.

Angela was surprised, even with her pussy as wet as it was, how swiftly he impaled her with his huge dick. No fumbling or lack of surety, just a few swift strokes and he was in, pounding down deep into her cunt - those pornos must have taught him something. She didn't allow herself to be surprised for longer, spreading her legs up and around him and going with the flow, gasping as his massive dong rammed further into her hole. "Oh yeah sweetie, fuck your cheerleader Mom," she moaned, "Fuck me good."

"Uh, uh, yeah shit, yeah Mom, I'm gonna to fuck you," he grunted. His hands were placed either side of her body and he pumped up and down, doing press-ups in her pussy. She squealed and gasped in ecstasy as his huge member rammed down her fuckhole, spreading it and smacking at hidden spots. The hole lubricated itself, cum seeping out of the walls as the dick pounded down. He went faster and harder, thrusting his full length in and filling her more than she'd ever been filled before. 




Cougar Moms' Cheerleading Squad



She cried out and lifted herself to meet him, her hands round the back of his neck clasping him, "Ooohhh, yes, ahhhhh, yes, sweetie. I want it good. I want to be fucked." She squealed as he moved faster, pounding at her vigorously and hammering her hole. At High School she had hardly been fucked and never by a well-hung jock; screwing her formerly shy son showed her what she had missed. However whilst it was too late for her to go back to school she could certainly enjoy the here and now and she screamed loudly, "Aaaahhh. Ahhhh. Fuck me sweetie."

"Uh, uh, uh, shit yes. This is amazing, you're fucking hot," Pete swore as he pounded her and Angela felt no need to tell him off for his language. She gripped him harder and shuddered as another blast of joy arced through her cunt. He grunted and thrust at her, "Uh, uh, you're the fucking greatest cheerleader in town, you're shitting hot."

"Aaaahh, and you're my stud. Fuck me my studly son, fuck my cougar cheerleader cunt," Angela's back bent again and her naked titties pressed at her son, the nipples hard and erect like party hats, the flesh behind them soft and supple like dough. Her cunt was soaking and awash with pleasure, cum slurping and sliding round her son's dick as it entered in and out of her. She squealed again, "Oooohh, aaaahhh, baby, fuck..."

He groaned and went faster, thrusting himself ball deep into her. His face contorted with pleasure and he gasped, "I'm gonna cum."

Aware they had no protection and she wasn't on the pill Angela thought fast, "Cum over my face and tits," she squealed.

Pete grabbed his dick out and knelt up on his knees jacking hard at it for a few seconds until it spewed cum. The white seed blasted out of it, over her face and titties and belly, covering them all with strand after strand off white goo. And her cheerleader vest as well, it was blasted and matted with salty sperm, the liquid pooling in clumps and seeping through, leaving it cum soaked.

"Shit that was great," said Pete.

"Yes," giggled his Mom in agreement.

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