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Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 01

By: tk5555



Chapter 01 - Ms. White

Rick balanced precariously on the peak of the roof. His first odd job of the day was to replace the cable on the TV dish, and it might be his last. The roof had a steep pitch to it and there were very few handholds. This was probably the most dangerous job he had accepted. If any of his other customers had asked him to do it, he probably would have said no. But this was for Ms. White, by far his favorite customer. She paid well and was extremely attractive. Even though a high school senior like himself had no chance with her, being around her made for some spectacular fantasies. It helped that she was recently divorced. Nobody seemed to know why her ex-husband left. They seemed like a happy couple, then one day he moved away. Rick focused back on the task at hand. He checked the mount for the dish. There was roll of steel guy line to steady the dish in his bag, but it was not needed. The mount was still solid. He fished around in his bag for the roll of cable. Once he found it he screwed the connector to the dish and began stringing it along the peak of the roof. He unclipped the old cable and slipped the new one into place. The cable passed into house at a gable over the bedroom.

As he leaned over the roof the push the coax through the grommet he heard a sound through the open window. It sounded like moaning. He leaned over the roof and peered through the windows. The curtains were open, giving him an unobstructed view into the room. She was laying on the bed completely naked. One of her hands was on her breast, the other was between her legs. She was sliding a dildo in and out of her pussy. From his vantage point he could see that she was completely shaved. Rick instantly had an erection. He filed the image of her masturbating away for later use. The position needed to see through the windows was extremely unstable. He pulled back from the edge. Nancy, as he called her in his fantasies, was hot. But she was probably not worth falling off the roof. He listened to her moans of pleasure, then he heard his name. He had to go back. He pulled the steel guy wire out of his bag and looked around at the roof. One of the eyelets he had installed for the dish was only a few feet away. Doing his best MacGyver impression, he threaded the wire through the eyelet, and then through the buckle of his wilderness instructor belt. He had read that the belts could be used as an emergency rappelling harness. He was about to find out how that worked. He spun the belt so that the buckle was in the back, then dangled his feet over the edge of the roof. Slowly he leaned forward, extending his legs towards the wall over the window. So far his estimate of how much wire to use seemed to be right on. Just as he slipped off the edge of the roof his feet touched the wall. Slowly he walked up the wall until he could put his feet on the underside of the eaves. Ever so slowly he straightened his legs. He felt blood rushing to his head. The he saw her again. Both her hands were on the toy. She was thrusting it between her legs roughly. His new position made it a lot easier to hear what she was saying.

"Fuck me hard Rick. I want your cock inside me. I want to feel all of you. Don't stop, please don't stop."

Rick could not believe what he was hearing. It had to be another Rick, but that did not make him any less aroused. She had spread her legs wide, and Rick could see the light pink lips of her pussy stretching around the toy. Each time she rammed it into herself it caused her breasts to bounce up and down. Her dark brown nipples stood out from her milk white skin. Her head turned from side to side, and strands of her raven hair stuck to her sweat soaked face. She planted her feet on the bed and lifted her hips up, thrusting the toy into herself at a slow and deliberate pace. Rick had to put both hands on his belt to keep it from falling out of his makeshift harness. That was the only thing keeping him from stroking his own cock.

"Make me come Rick. Fuck me till I come all over your cock. You feel so good," she screamed, her words becoming moans as she was overwhelmed by her orgasm. As her climax subsided, she pulled the toy out of her pussy and plunged it into her mouth. The sight of her lips tightly pursed around the dripping wet sex toy almost made him lose his balance. Rick quickly scrambled back onto the rooftop. Once his attention was no longer on his naked employer he began to pay the price. His head hurt from being upside down, and his waist stung from the pressure of the belt. He realized why it was a harness for emergency use only. The silver lining to all the pain was his erection subsided. After a few minutes he was able to complete his work on the roof. He climbed down and knocked on the door. Ms. White answered, now dressed in a bikini. Her nipples stood out noticeably under the thin fabric.

"I've told you that you don't have to knock each time you need to come in. Did everything look good on the roof?" she said with a smile.

"Yes. The dish is solid, I did not need to tie it down. I just need to get into the attic to patch the new cable into the distribution box."

"Okay. Would it be too much trouble to have you check each set? I'm sure they are fine, but it would suck if one of those cables was bad as well."

"No problem."

"I will be by the pool if you need anything, "she said, walking back through the house.

Rick paused, watching her walk till she was out of sight. He quickly completed his task in the attic, then began checking each set. When he arrived in the bedroom he turned on the set. The picture looked fine. He turned and looked at the bed. The impression she had left in the bedspread was still there. Rick walked over to the bed and ran his hand over the contours left by her body. Poking out from under the pillow was the dildo she had been using. Rick reached for it, but stopped himself. As much as he wanted to touch something that had been inside her, he felt like he would be violating her trust, even though she probably left it exposed on purpose.

The rest of the day's chores were pretty uneventful. He did get watch her by the pool while doing some of the yard work. She alternated between reading and working on her computer, with an occasional dip in the pool... It was easy to imagine her naked, her swimsuit was very revealing. He was relieved when she left, the effort of hiding his throbbing erection was beginning to tire him out. He quickly finished his remaining tasks and returned to the house to let her know he was done. He was anxious to get home and make use of his new knowledge in private. She was waiting for him just inside the front door. 

"Sit down Rick, I want to talk to you about something," Nancy said with a mixture of apprehension and regret in her voice. 

"Sure Ms. S, is something wrong?" Rick answered, suddenly feeling nervous. 

"Nothing's wrong. Do you remember the first time you worked for me?"

"Yes, it was last year. It was a babysitting job. I watched Jake while you went out for the evening."

"Do you remember what you said to Jake?"

"Not really, did Jake say a bad word or something?"

"No, Jake still isn't saying any words. I don't know how to say this, so I am just going to blurt it out... Even though you came highly recommended, I set up a nanny cam the first time you were here. Do you know what that is?"

"Yes, and I can't say that I blame you. Guys in my age group are not always known for making responsible decisions."

"Do you know what I heard you say on the recording?"

"Yes," Rick replied, the color draining from his face. 

"Now do you remember what you said?"

"Yes, and I don't know what I was thinking... I was just joking around with the little guy."

"It's pretty obvious what you were thinking, and I am flattered."

"You're not mad?"

"Not at all. Whenever I am depressed about something, I play that video. It always cheers me up... hearing you tell Jack how ' momma has a nice rack', and how jealous you are that he gets to see me topless, I don't know how anyone could be mad at that."

"That's a relief."

"There's more. I want to know if you really meant that," Nancy said.

Rick opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"I've been wanting to talk to you about this for a while, but until you turned eighteen, well, it would have been awkward. And probably illegal."

"I really meant it, "Rick blurted out. 

"Now I am relieved. Do you know why my husband left?"

"I have heard stories, but I don't know if any of them are true."

"Jacque left because he is gay. He found his soul mate in another man, and the three of us could not make it work. You've probably never lived with a couple of gay lovers, so you can't understand what it was like. Jacque is a good guy, but his new lifestyle was something I just could not handle. Which leads to the stories I have heard about you. Rick, why are you a cheerleader?"

"Because it is the closest thing the school has to a gymnastics program, and that is the only sport I find interesting."

"So it's not because..."

"I'm not gay if that is what you are getting at. I don't know where that story got started, but it's not true"

"So you don't have a cheerleading skirt and pom poms?"

"That was a really bad idea for a Halloween costume, nothing more."

"So all the girls on the cheer squad think you are gay? Are you sure they are not just hazing you?

"Two of them have asked me for advice on giving blowjobs, and they undress in front of me."

"Really, they get naked?"

"So far just topless."

"Doesn't that make you horny?"

"Not really, I figure there is no chance, so why bother being frustrated. It would be different if any of them seemed interested in me," Rick replied. 

"I'm glad you are not gay?"

"Why?"

In response Nancy stripped off her T shirt. She took Rick's hand and put it on the zipper of her sports bra.

"Because I want you. You will be gone off to college soon, and I want you until then. This isn't dating... It will just be about sex. You will be free to date anyone you want, as will I. When I was your age the term was Booty call, I think you kids call it hooking up.

Rick's head was swimming. He had been lusting after Nancy since the first day he saw her. He would have done all the babysitting and odd jobs around her house for free, just to see her by the pool in a bikini.

"In fact, I will sweeten the deal. I bet we can find a way to make some l of those cheerleaders interested in you. And if you play your cards right, you can avoid all the drama."

Rick was stunned. He had resigned himself to being a virgin until he got out of high school and moved away. Nancy was offering to cram four years of sex into a few months.

"You don't have to say anything, just unzip my bra if the answer is yes."

Rick pulled down on the zipper. Slowly the material spread apart, revealing her breasts. When the zipper reached the end of its track the bra fell open. Rick stood there, transfixed. It was the first time he had seen breasts in real life.

"You can touch them," she offered.

Rick continued to stand still.

"This is what I like," she said, guiding his hands to her tits. She positioned them slightly off center, so that her nipple protruded between his thumb and pointer finger.

"Now squeeze them hard. Don't worry, you won't break them."

Rick did as she asked, and she moaned in response. They were harder than he thought they would be. He felt her erect nipple against his thumb, and pinched it against the side of his fingers. She squealed with delight.

"You are a natural at this," she exclaimed. 

"Can I kiss them?" Rick asked. 

"You can kiss me, my breasts are not something, and they are part of me. You can kiss me on the breast if you like. I hope you don't mind if I watch you."

Rick awkwardly leaned forward and pressed his lips to her firm breasts. He wrapped his lips around her nipple and licked it with his tongue. Her moans of enjoyment were music to his ears. Rick gently pinched her swollen flesh between his teeth. She groaned in response.

Nancy lifted one of his hands from her breast and brought it to her face. She slipped his finger between her lips and began to suck on it. Rick moaned in response. For a few moments they stood there, gently sucking on each other. Then Nancy slowly pushed Rick away.

"That's enough. I want you to go home and think about my offer. This is not something to be decided in the heat of the moment. I will call you later," she said, looking him directly in the eye.

Rick watched as she slowly zipped up her bra. He knew the answer would be yes, no matter how long he thought about it. He just hopped his erection went away by the time he got home.

 Much to his relief his cock and returned to its relaxed state by the time he walked in the front door. His parents were both out and there was a note on the fridge with instructions on how to heat up dinner. It was not unusual for him to get home late from either work some other activity. He went straight to his room and shut the door. As he stripped off his clothes he began to think about her. He imagined her naked on the bed, just like he had seen her earlier. Rick picked up a bottle of sunscreen and poured it into his hand. It was from her house. She had always insisted that he wear it, frequently helping him apply it. He had several bottles that she had stuffed into his backpack or even back pocket. Now he wondered if she more interested in touching him than reducing his UV exposure. It was a tough call, she always wore sunscreen herself.

Tonight there was no sun in his room, the lotion was going to serve a different purpose. Rick lay down on the bed and began to stroke his bulging erection. He knew the answer to her offer would be yes. His hand slid up and down, smearing the sunscreen all over his cock. The smell only made the fantasy more real. He thought of her naked by the pool. They would cover each other in lotion, then let their bodies slide against each other. It was that thought, her naked body sliding over his, that triggered his orgasm. Copious amounts of semen spurted out of his penis, covering his chest and belly. It was over almost before it has started. Rick started to clean up, making a mental note to use something else for lubrication. Something that did not smell like her, something that would not be as much of a turn on, like axle grease or gear oil. He laughed to himself. Even something as rough smelling as that probably would not stop him. Maybe he would just focus on her breasts instead of her whole body. He finished cleaning up, slipped on some shorts and made dinner. When he finished he contemplated watching TV, but found himself lying in bed again, thinking about her. The phone rang, the caller ID showed it was her. He answered

"Hello."

"Hi Rick, it's Nancy. Have you thought about my offer?"

"I have, and the answer is yes."

"I thought it would be. Have you jacked off yet?" she asked.

Rick paused, surprised she was so direct, "Uh, yes."

"How many times?"

"Once."

"Then I am ahead of you. As soon as you left I started playing with myself. Just thinking about your mouth on by tits made me come. I tried to get some work done, but I kept thinking about you, so I went to my room. Do you remember what is in my room?"

"Yes," Rick answered eagerly. 

"So I fucked myself with a vibrator, wishing it was you. Holy shit, I'm getting wet again just talking about it. Wanna have phone sex with me? Since you are new to it, I will do all the talking."

Rick looked at the clock. He would be alone for at least another hour. 

"Well, you want to listen to me talk dirty?'" she asked. 

"Y..y.. yes!" Rick stammered. 

"I'm sure you have some hand lotion or something."

"I have some sunscreen from your house."

"That's perfect, I have some too. I'm going to rub it on my tits and pretend it's you."

Rick lay down on the bed, kicking off his shorts.

"How long did you take last time?" she asked. 

"Not very long," he answered remorsefully. 

"We will need to work on that. Hold out as long as you can without hurting yourself. Can you get it up again?"

"Yea, yea, I'm ready."

Rick heard the phone click as she put him on speaker. He was not as bold, cradling the handset against his ear. The sound of sunscreen spurting out of the bottle came out of the speaker.

"Oh my, there is some much. It looks like you came on my tits. I want you to think about rubbing it in. Don't touch yourself yet, just think about my breasts slipping around in your hands."

Rick moaned. Not touching himself was proving to be quite a challenge.

"Now, think standing in front of me. I go down on my knees, and put my hands on my breasts, spreading the sunscreen all over them. I'm pinching my nipples between my fingers. Mmmmm, that feels so good. Not as good as your lips, but pretty good."

Rick had an excellent visual of the scene in his mind's eye. He heard a faint buzz as she turned on her vibrator.

"You can begin stroking yourself now, because that is what I would do. I'd put both my hands on your nice hard cock and slide them up and down. Up and down. Up and down, over and over again." 

Rick moaned again as she repeated those words over and over. It was easy to think that it was her hand on his dick instead of his own. 

"If you need to stop for a second just say so, I don't want this to be over just yet. I can enjoy myself very quietly if need be."

Rick closed his eyes and imagined Nancy on her knees by the pool. She was giving him a hand job as he watched her perfect breasts sway back and forth. He felt pressure building and opened his eyes, staring at a spot on the ceiling.

"I think I need a break," Rick said through gritted teeth. The phone went silent for 30 seconds. 

"Is it better now?"

"Yea, yea, I'm good." he replied. 

"This is the home stretch, we are not going to stop again," she purred. 

"Okay,"

"Are you thinking of me again?"

"Yes, oh yea."

"Picture me wrapping my breasts around your cock and sliding them up and down. Do you like the way my tits feel?"

"Uh Huh."

" I like it too, now I want you to start thrusting."

Rick began to move his hips up and down on the bed. He knew he was not going to last much longer. 

"That's it Rick, fuck my tits, fuck them hard."

All Rick could do was groan in response. Little drops of cum were spurting out of his cock. He felt like the top of his dick was going to explode. 

"Fuck me hard Rick, come on my tits. Come all over me. I want to feel your hot sticky cum all over my face!" she screamed into his ear.

Rick's orgasm burst out, except instead of covering her body he covered his own. 

"Ahhgg," he yelled. 

"Are you okay?" she asked, breathless from her own climax. 

"Yea, yea but it's on my face."

"Isn't it great?"

"Uh, not really."

"Can you taste it?"

"I'm not gay, remember," Rick replied. 

"I'm not a lesbian, but I know what my pussy tastes like. If you expect me to swallow it, you can at least try it," she chided.

There was a moment of silence. 

"Uh, salty, and not really my bag," Rick finally said. 

"I guess it's an acquired taste, "she giggled," You did very well. I will call you back in thirty minutes and we will try again."

"I might not be home alone in 30 minutes, "Rick replied nervously. 

"Good, the fear of getting caught will make it more exciting."

The next thirty minutes seem to take forever. Rick cleaned up again. He took a shower to rinse of the sunscreen. His room was starting to smell like a tanning salon. Finally the clocked ticked off the last minute. The phone rang precisely on time. Before he even said hello is erection had returned.

"Are you ready?" she asked. 

"Yes."

"That's what I Love about young men, ready again so soon. Did you jack off while you were waiting?"


Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 01



"No," Rick replied. He had thought about it, but was afraid she might call early and catch him unprepared. 

"I did," she said with a giggle. 

"How many times can you do this? "He asked, somewhat amazed. He had no idea women could be so horny. 

"My personal best is five. I think I could have done more, but both the guys were worn out. I thought masturbating in front of them would be rude."

"Both guys," Rick repeated in disbelief. 

"Yea, I have a bit of a wild side. I hope you don't scare easily."

"I think I will be okay."

"Good, now, how do you want me this time?"

"Would doggy style be okay?" he asked. 

" I love doggy style, how about by the pool? Shagging outside is brilliant!"

"Yes, by the pool," he answered. 

"Get on your knees, just like you would if I was there."

""I'm ready."

"Okay. Think of me in front of you on my hands and knees. Imagine rubbing sunscreen on my ass. Now press your cock against me and slide it slide between my cheeks while you spread lotion on my back."

Rick could picture the scene perfectly. His cock ached, but he still felt in control. He had not thought of just rubbing his cock against her ass. It turned him on that she suggested it.

"Now think of rubbing my breasts. I want to be really turned on before you are inside me."

The words 'inside me' echoed in Rick's head. He had never heard a woman say those words before.

"Are you thinking of my tits and ass?" she asked. 

"Yes, your tits and ass."

"You think I did not notice you looking at me? I thought it was harmless fun, and then when you turned eighteen it was like someone flipped a switch. Suddenly I wanted you."

Rick blushed. He was flattered by her remark. He could not believe this was happening.

"Now I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cock inside my hot wet pussy. I want you to bury your dick inside me."

Rick could hear the buzzing of the vibrator again, and Nancy was getting breathless. Rick began to thrust his hips back and forth, letting his cock slide between his fingers.

"Grab my tits, squeeze them squeeze them hard!" Nancy yelled though the phone. 

"Oh, your tits are such a turn on," Rick replied, getting caught up in the moment. 

"Fuck me harder, harder. Damn it! I want all of your cock," Nancy moaned. 

"I, I, I'm going to come," Rick stammered. 

"Yes, yes yes, come inside me. Fill me up. "

Rick's cock jerked and his load spilled out all over the floor. He could hear Nancy climaxing over the phone. She said his name over and over. Then all he could hear was her breathing.

"Was that okay?" he asked. 

"That was excellent. I think you have a knack for this."

"When do we start, you know, for real?"

"I have a trip this weekend, so not until Monday. Unless I get lucky this weekend, then I might be too tired."

"What do you mean?"

"I might hook up with some handsome stranger and spend the weekend letting him fuck my brains out."

"Oh,' Rick replied quietly. 

"Rick, you have to accept the fact I'm going to fuck guys other than you. And if things go the way I expect them to, you will be banging some of your former classmates. I'm sure the girls your age put me to shame."

"I doubt that, you really seem to know what you are doing."

"Experience is nice, but I bet they fuck like bunnies."

"I guess when you put it that way it does not sound so bad."

"Hey, you want to house sit while I am gone? You can rummage around and get used to my stuff. Hell, wear my panties, it would not be the first time a guy has worn my underwear."

"What?"

"Remember, I lived with my gay ex-husband and his partner, man-wife, whatever. They wanted to try cross dressing. Don't ask where it went from there. Let's just say I don't think anything you say or do will shock me."

"I don't think it would be right to go through your stuff."

"Okay, tell you what. I made a video of myself tonight. It will be on the computer, but will be password protected. I will leave hints around the house. If you want to see me naked you will have to do some digging. Think about it. And no parties at my house."

Nancy hung up the phone and tossed it across the bed. She reached for the remote and turned off the video camera. It was pretty unlikely she would get laid on her weekend trip, but she wanted to be honest with Rick. She only wanted him for sex. He would be available all summer, no emergencies at work, not business trips to take him away from her. For three months sex would be a phone call away. And by the time he left for college he would be ready for anything he encountered.

And the cheerleaders. He would have the ultimate revenge on them. Not in a cruel way, quite the opposite. They would find themselves wishing they had discovered him years earlier. With her help he would drive them wild with desire, and make them wonder how they overlooked the stud that was beneath their noses for the last three years.

Nancy quickly transferred the video to the computer and encrypted the file. She picked a pad of post it notes and began to put her hints all over the house. She put one on each item she wanted him to find; the handcuffs, the flogger, the vibrator, the blindfold and a half dozen other toys. When she was done she curled up in bed and drifted off to sleep. 



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 02



Chapter 2 The Hunt


Rick turned the key to unlock the front door. He had taken Ms. White up on her request to have him house sit while she was away for the weekend. He dropped the mail and newspaper on the small table by the front door. He saw the first note from across the room. It was a small scrap of paper sticking out of the book case. As he got closer he saw it was wedged between two books. The first was the Kama Sutra, the other was the Joy of Sex. Rick pulled the books off the shelf and flipped through them. He imagined being in each position with Ms. White, causing his cock to swell in his pants. Placing the books back on the shelf he looked at the note.

A mystical woodland creature

He folded it and started to put it in his pocket, and noticed more writing on the back.

This will be more fun if you are naked.

He set the note on top of the books. The thought that she had a camera in the house crossed his mind. 

"In for a penny, in for a pound," he said to himself and he stripped his shirt off. The rest of his clothes followed, and he folded them up and left them by the book case. Almost as an afterthought he looked around to see if any of the curtains or blinds were open. The windows to the back yard were unobstructed, but the landscaping insured privacy. His next stop was the kitchen. His search there was fruitless. Rick moved on to her office. In the very back of a desk drawer he found his next clue. A note was taped to a small vibrator. It read: 

Fictional movie title.

The media room was his next stop. Scattered across the floor were DVD and Blu Ray movie cases. Rick picked up each one, opened it, and then put it back on the shelf. She appeared to like sorts of movies. He found Animae, classic black and white, action, romance, chick flicks and more. He was about halfway through the collection when he found his next hint. The case was generic, but the disk inside was "Traci - I love you", the only movie with Traci Lords as an adult. All the other movies with her had become illegal when it was revealed that she used a fake id to make them. Rick set it on the table and looked at the note

Walter Matthau

"That's just cruel," he said, feeling a bit less turned on. He continued picking up the movies, looking for another hint. It was the second to last movie that had his next clue. The movie was "About last night", the clue was 

Court

Once the last movie was on the shelf Rick put the Traci Lords movie in the player. He had to get the image of Walter Matthau out of his head. A few minutes of watching the porn actressess's large breasts bounce around and his mind was again focused on sex. He looked at the back window and saw a note taped to the wall. He walked over to read it.

Not all the clues are in the house.

Cautiously he opened the back door. The perimeter of the yard was lined with trees, isolating it from the neighboring houses. He stepped onto the deck and felt the warm sun all over his body. He walked down to the pool and settled onto a lounge chair. Rick wondered if Ms. S, Nancy, ever sunbathed nude. 

There was a bottle of sunscreen on the table. Rick picked it up and poured some into his hand. He looked around again, the smeared it onto his penis. He wasn't sure what sex would be like with a sunburned dick, but he did not want to find out. A glint of silver at the bottom of the pool caught his eye. Rick circled the pool, trying to figure out what it was. Finally he dove in. Unable to see what it was, he grabbed it and surfaced. Once on the surface he could see they were handcuffs. The clue said

You - I hope

Rick headed to the pool house. Hanging on the wall was a whip. There was a note attached. 

Not a hint, but I wanted you to know what a Flogger was, in case I ask you to get it.

Hanging the same nail was a riding crop. He did not find any hints, but he did find a towel to dry off with before going back into the house. He strolled back to the house, somewhat surprised at how casual he had become about walking around the yard naked

As he continued his quest he looked at items he had seen a hundred times, but never really noticed. He examined every picture in the various photo collages. There were pictures of Nancy in a military uniform. In a few of them she had a rifle. A wall of certificates and awards showed she was a master scuba diver, a decent autocross driver and had been in the Air Force as Air Base Ground Defense. A shelf held trophies from competitive shooting to wet t-shirt contests. But no more clues. Finally he headed up the stairs towards her bedroom.

He started with her dresser. A few of the drawers were slightly open, almost inviting him to take a peak. The top drawer contained nothing but bras. He learned she had an assortment of sizes, from 32 D to 34 C, and one leather corset. The next drawer held and assortment of thongs and panties, and at the very bottom a vibrator. It was not the one he had seen her masturbate with, but it did have a hint on it. It said; 

Me- you hope.

The next two drawers contained shorts and t-shirts. When he opened the bottom drawer he paused. It contained a wild assortment of sex toys. He picked up the various restraints, wondering who had worn them. A large strap on dildo caught his eye. He would certainly have to ask her about it. He examined every item in the drawer, but found no more hints. He spread his collection of notes out on the floor. Over and over he rearranged them, but nothing made sense.

He sat down at the computer and tapped the keys. In the center of the desktop was a file named. 

What you want. 

He clicked on it, and a hangman game appeared.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Rick put in a few random letter, and the computer began to draw a small gallows. After a few tried he had

the - - - e - - - - - h - - - - - - 

He realized that random guessing was not going to work. He looked at the scatter hints again. Finally he typed most of the words into a search engine. None of the results appeared to be particularly helpful. The gallows were complete and the noose was beginning to form. In a cruel twist, instead of forming around the neck of the stick figure, it formed around his cock.

On a whim he limited his search to Walter Matthau, Court and Fake Movie. A filmography of Walter Matthau was in the results. Rick scrolled through the titles, hoping to find something that fit the blanks on the screen. One title stood out, an old film called "The First Monday in October". He had seen that in the collection of movies in the media room. He went back down stairs and started the movie. He did not have to wait long for the answer to his quest. In the film the Supreme Court was deciding a first amendment case, and the topic was a pornographic film title "The Naked Nymphomaniac". Rick counted the letters, it looked like a match. He sprinted upstairs and typed the remaining letters in. The hangman vanished, replaced by a countdown timer. It showed two hours to show time. The zeros appeared as breasts. If his memory was correct, they were Nancy's breasts. In the background was a very faint silhouette. As the second ticked by, it became brighter and brighter. Rick could tell it was a naked woman, probably Nancy. He would have to wait quite a while to be certain.

Just as the timer approached zero on the counter, the Skype icon lit up. Nancy's face appeared on the screen. She had set it to auto answer.

"Rick, are you there? 

"Yes, can't you see me?"

"No, the camera is pointed at the desk. I wasn't sure you would be in any condition to be seen."

"Good thinking."

"Did you solve the puzzle?"

"Yes, but there is a timer."

"I know, I wanted to call you right before you watched."

"So, did you get lucky?"

"Oh yes, and I'm hoping to get lucky again in a few minutes."

"Oh, "Rick replied softly. 

"I so wish you were here."

"Really?"

"I so want to be sucking your cock while he is fucking me."

"You want me to be in a threesome with you?" Rick asked in disbelief. He was still a virgin and she was talking about threesome. He began to think he was in over his head.

"It's almost too bad you are not gay or at least bi"

"Why?"

"You should see this guy's dick. It's huge!"

"I'm not sure I am as excited about that as you are," Rick replied. 

"You should be happy that I am happy. The sooner you stop comparing yourself to others the better, I'd say your life has gotten a little better in the last week." she scolded.

Rick thought for a second. His summer had changed from three months of celibacy to a crash course in sex education. He didn't care that this guy had a huge cock. In two days she would be back and he would be with her for the rest of the summer.

"Well do you?" she asked, snapping Rick out of his daydream. 

"Do I want?"

"Do you want to have a threesome over Skype?"

"Are you going to watch me?"

"If you don't want some guy you don't know to watch you jack off, I understand."

"Don't you mean some guy with a big dick watch me?" he replied with a grin. 

"That's the spirit, yea, you can leave the camera off."

"Yea, yea, let's do it"

Nancy turned away from the camera for a moment

"Brock, are you ready to go again? Good. Get over here. No, I don't want your face. I just want him to see your cock."

An erect penis filled the screen. Nancy was not kidding, it was huge. But she had asked him to join in, and seemed excited that he said yes. Nancy's face returned to the screen. 

"I'm going to tell you one of my strange fetishes, "she whispered. 

"Okay, "Rick whispered back, suddenly feeling foolish for doing so. 

"It really turns me one to watch guys suck dick. I saw Jacque and his lover once, and I was like instantly turned on. I started playing with myself and came in like 30 seconds. I don't expect you to do it; I just wanted to tell you one of my secrets. Nobody else knows that."

"Thanks, I think."

"So if you were here you would be laying in front of me while he fucks me doggie style from behind."

"Lying down, okay."

"Yea, if you stand up, you end up making eye contact with the other guy, it's kind of awkward."

"I'd much rather watch you."

"Can you do one thing for me?"

"Sure"

"Try to come on your face again. That's so hot, I love it when guys do that to me."

"I'm not you, but okay, I will try."

Rick sat in the chair, staring at computer monitor. Her voice was all around him, coming out of the surround sound connected to the computer. Her face filled the screen.

"Oh, that feels good," she said, "he's got his hand on my ass and his cock is barely touching me. I want your cock in my mouth."

"I want to see your lips wrapped around my dick," Rick said awkwardly.

Nancy formed her lips into a circle and closed her eyes a bit. She began to bob her head back and forth. Rick grabbed some lube from the bottom drawer and began to slide his hand up and down the shaft of his penis.

"I want your cock,' she whispered, "I want it to fill my mouth. I want to feel it with my tongue."

Rick looked down at his penis. He lowered his head, trying to be close enough to fulfill her request. To his surprise, he found he could get really close. Years of gymnastics and yoga and made him quite flexible.

"Oh, Oh, Oh, I want to wrap my hands around you and slide you in and out of my mouth. I want to taste you. I want your cock, I want your cock. I want two cocks inside me at the same time. I want you to play with my tits while I go down on you."

Her voice wavered as Brock thrust his cock in and out of her. Rick strained to lean down more. He took his hands off his dick and put them under his thighs. His arms burned as he pulled down. His face was less than two inches from the tip of his cock. He moved one hand back to his penis, slowly stroking it. He was confident she would get her wish.

"I want all of it; I want to feel you in my throat. I want my lips stretched around your throbbing hard cock!" she screamed. Her breathing was ragged and her arousal was contagious. Without thinking Rick pulled down again. His lips pressed against his penis. He imaged they were hers.

"I want you to come, I want you to come all over my face!" she cried as she climaxed.

Rick felt his own orgasm surging through his body. He lifted his head just as the first stream erupted. It coated the underside of his chin. Rick lowered his head and the second spurt landed squarely on his cheek. The remainder did not have enough velocity to get airborne, and ran down the side of his cock.

"Did you do it?" she asked eagerly. 

"Yea, ahh, yea, and you like this?"

"I fucking love it, " she responded enthusiastically.

"Let's just agree to disagree."

"Can I see? Brocks gone, I wore him out."

Rick put his hand on the camera and slowly rotated it up.

"Fucking A that is hot! I can't wait for you to do that to me. Man, you get some distance out of that thing or you are more flexible than I thought! You get bonus points for doing that for me. When I get back I will totally make it worth it. I'm going to rock your world."

Rick smiled and ran his tongue over his lips. He tasted just a bit of himself.

"Fuck, now I am horny again," She said, turning away from the camera,

Brock, I hope you are ready to go again. If not, I hope you like going down on me."

Rick heard a voice in the background "Holy shit, again? Three times isn't enough?"

Rick turned the camera back down to the desk.

"You kids have fun, "he said with a laugh. 

"Okay, enjoy the video. I'm going to try to suck start Brock. "

The Skype session terminated. He thought about getting cleaned up, but decided against it. It made her feel closer to her. Rick clicked on the video she had left for him. It was a lot like what he had seen through the window, except it was not upside down. His erection quickly returned as he watched her. Knowing that she was probably coming again just aroused him more. Just as she climaxed on the video Rick came again. Not as impressive as the first time.

A spasm in his back reminded him of what he had just done. It was a trick he would have to work on. Not so much for himself, but for her. She would probably go nuts if he did it for her. Not doubt it would be totally worth it.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 03



Note: This is the third story in a series. It will make more sense if you read the others first. I'm working on a few more, so if you like it, check back.


Nancy Returns


Rick settled into the chair by the pool. He had spent most of the day snooping through Nancy's house, just as she had requested. He had been naked while he did it, again at her request. The majority of his time was spent in her bedroom, specifically on the drawer full of sex toys. Most of them he had seen before, but there were a few he planned to ask her about. At the top of the list was the strap on dildo. Rick thought Nancy would appreciate it how much time he was spending naked. He only put on clothes to work in the front yard. She would return the next morning, and he wanted everything to look good. He was naked now, lying in a lounge chair under the shade of the back yard pergola. He had limited himself to only watching the video if her masturbating twice. Both times he had taken himself to the very edge of orgasm. He wanted to last as long as possible when he finally had sex with her.

Nancy pulled into the driveway as the sun moved low in the sky. She had decided return home early. Having phone sex with Rick while she was actually getting fucked had been a bigger turn on that she expected. Rick's willingness to accommodate her requests made her want him even more. She had so exhausted her one night stand he barely noticed her leaving. Nancy parked the car in the driveway and slowly opened the door to her house. She wanted to surprise Rick. She crept quietly from room to room, but no Rick. From her bedroom she looked out the window into the back yard and saw him. His long, muscular body was stretched out on a lounge chair near the pool. He was shaded from the evening sun by the pergola. It was the first time Nancy had seen him naked. He built was stereotypical farm boy. He had a barrel chest, thick arms and legs and a trim waist. She could see why he could easily toss his fellow cheerleaders high in the air. Completing the farm boy look was the farmers tan, his arms and legs were dark, but his torso was much lighter. His head and chest were both covered in dark hair. Even from a distance she could see he had an erection. Nancy wondered if Rick was thinking of her or of the cheerleaders she had promised to help him bed.

She knew in a few minutes it would be her. Nancy stripped her clothes off and grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the bottom drawer. She smiled when she saw that he had gone through it. Quietly she slipped out the back door and crept across the lawn. She waited until she was right behind him before she spoke.

"I hear the owner of this place is a real slut," she whispered in Rick's ear.

Rick sat straight up, almost falling out of the lounge chair.

"You're back!" he exclaimed. 

"And a good thing too, "she replied, looking at his erection. " That thing would have fallen off if I had not returned until tomorrow."

"I, uh, I would have, uh... I got nothing." Rick said with mock dejection. 

"Lay back and relax," she said.

Rick reclined again. Nancy leaned over him, her breasts hanging above his head. She stroked his ribs with her fingertips, slowly drawing them back towards herself. 

"So, did he fuck your brains out?" he asked. 

"Sadly no, what you saw last night was all he had left in him. I made him go down on my till I came again though. Well, made is kind of a strong word. He seemed pretty enthusiastic about it, now that I think about it," she said, running her hands along his triceps.

"So you don't need to, uh, rest?" Rick asked. 

"It's a Tough call. True, he did not go all night like I hoped he would. But his dick was so damn big. I've been walking funny all day," she replied. She glanced down at Rick's erection, it had not wavered. Nancy was somewhat impressed. She was talking about getting fucked by a guy with a much bigger dick, and Rick was still raring to go. This was turning out better than she expected.

"Is there anything I can do?"

"You can hold still, "Nancy replied as her fingertips reached Ricks wrists. She had maneuvered his arms so that they were outstretched above his head. She pushed them back to the top of the lounge chair, and then deftly put the handcuffs around his wrists. She slipped the chain through the chair so his arms were trapped.

"What's going on? " Rick asked sounding a little surprised. 

"School is in session, time for you to learn how to please me," Nancy answered.

She climbed onto the lounge with Rick, hovering over him on her hands and knees. She leaned down so her tits were in his face.

"These, you might recall, are my breasts. You seem to have some idea what to do with them, so we will skip ahead."

Nancy crawled forward until she was straddling his head. She put her hand between her legs.

"This is my vagina. I expect you to use your hands, lips, tongue and obviously your cock to make me happy. Are you getting all of this?"

"Yes, yes, oh yes," Rick replied enthusiastically.

Nancy slipped a finger into her pussy, it already felt wet. 

"Your dick goes in here, "she whispered. She moved her finger into her clit. "And your tongue should go here. Got it?"

"Uh huh," Rick moaned.

"Now, I'm going to give you some time to study that while I show you what else my tits are good for."

Nancy pivoted around and climbed on top of Rick again, this time in a 69 position. She considered a lecture on her ass, but decided that was beyond what Rick could handle today. She moved so her labia were a few inches out of Rick's reach. She could almost feel his eyes staring at her. Nancy leaned forward so her breasts brushed against Rick's throbbing cock. Pre-cum had already began to leak out of it. She was tempted to lick it off, but knew that would bring this lesson to a messy end. She drug each of her swollen nipples down the length of Rick's erection, the rubbed him in her cleavage.

"That's called tit fucking, I'm sure you have seen it in a porn film. Is that what you expected it to feel like?"

"Better, it feels better than I thought," he replied.

Nancy cupped her hand around Rick's balls. They would be a barometer of his arousal, telling her when he was getting close to losing control. She also did it because she liked the way it felt.

"Are you ready to try oral sex?" she asked. 

"Yes, yes, so ready," was his excited reply.

Nancy slowly lowered her hips until her hot, wet flesh met Rick's equally hot wet tongue. What he lacked in technique he made up in energy.

"Oh yes," Nancy moaned, "remember what I said. A little lower, lower, oh, right there. Keep licking me right there."

She began to rock her torso from side to side and her nipples brushed against the shaft of his dick. Each time she felt his balls tighten, she stopped. Only when she felt him relax did she start again. After taking him to the edge twice she felt her own climax approaching. Nancy raised herself up so she was no longer touching Rick's penis. The sight of it, swollen and twitching with excitement drove her over the edge. The orgasm surged through her. She bit her lip, afraid if she screamed out it would trigger Rick's orgasm. She wanted to do one more thing before he came. As her climax ended and Rick's eager tongue began to tire, she leaned down again. Nancy gently pressed her lips against the head of Rick's cock. The instant she made contact he erupted in orgasm. A huge volume of warm fluid flooded onto her lips. She opened her mouth to take in as much as she could. Rick's hips jerked and spasm, sending cum all over her face and all over Rick's body. Finally she trapped his erection between her breasts, and he pumped the remainder of his load onto her tits.

She turned around and faced Rick. He seemed unfazed by the sight of cum dripping off her face.

"Would it freak you out if I kissed you?" she asked. 

"A little, but do it anyway."

"Really?"

Really, if you want to, that is"

"Oh, I want to."

Nancy leaned down and pressed her lips to his. Her tongue met his as they kissed passionately. His desire for her was quite an aphrodisiac. She wanted more of him, and wondered how quickly he could get it back up. When she finally ended the kiss she licked the cum off his face, then stood up.

"Not bad for a start, "she said, "now wait right here."

Nancy dove into the pool, swimming to the other side. She felt Rick's eyes on her as she climbed out and stepped into the pool house. Hanging right where she had left them were the riding crop and the flogger. She picked them up and walked back around the pool, approaching Rick from his blind side.

"While we are waiting for you to get it up again, I have a few questions."

"Okay."

"You saw some of the cheerleaders topless, right?"

"Yea, a couple times"

"Who has better tits, them or me?"

Rick stuttered for a few seconds. Nancy leaned down to whisper in his ear, "The best tits are always the ones in front of you."

"You do. Your breasts are much better."

"Good answer did any of them have bigger tits than me?"

"Maybe Sophie did, I'm not sure."

"Should I arrange a side by side comparison?" Nancy asked. 

"That would be pretty awesome."

"I agree, so you like big tits the most?"

"Would it be wrong to reserve judgment till I have more experience?" Rick asked sheepishly. 

"Honestly, no. That's actually a pretty good answer. Personally I like smaller tits, like B cups. They look perkier. "

Nancy stood alongside Rick. She set down the flogger and held the riding crop in both hands. 

"I have a few more questions for you, and Ve haf vays of making you talk," she said in her best tectonic accent.

"Okay."

"Did you like the phone sex threesome last night?"

"Yea, that was pretty hot."

"Think you could handle a real threesome?" Nancy asked, making a figure eight on his chest with the tip of her toy. 

"With another guy or another girl?"

"Let's start with a guy. I think two naked women might be a bit much for you right now. If you think about it, 69ing is a bit like a threesome. It could have been one girl sitting on your face while the other sucked your dick. I enjoyed the way that ended, but if that had been a threesome, you would have missed out on the excellent part. Now, imagine watching me get fucked by another guy. Would you be okay with that?"

"I've seen you go down on a guy, it kind of turned me on."

"What, when?"

" It was about a month ago. I was babysitting for you. Little Jake had crashed out; I was upstairs when you got back. It was the guy with the red convertible. You two parked out front and you just leaned over and started sucking his cock. "

"I remember that. The guy was hot, but turned out to be kind of an ass. He told me not to spill cum on the leather seats. I should have stopped, but I was too horny. I should have just come inside and fucked you instead of blowing him."

"That might have freaked me out, having you jump me with no warning."

"Point taken, just tell me if things are going too fast."

"Okay."

"Now, how many times did you watch the video?"

"Just four times"

"That's all?"

"I did not want to be worn out when you got here, I was trying to pace myself."

"Good answer."

Nancy leaned over him and dragged the riding crop down the middle of his body, stopping when it rested against the tip of his half hard cock. He winced as water dripped off of her and onto his dick. She pushed his penis with the riding crop.

"You are getting close, would it help if I did this?" she said as he pressed the riding crop between her legs. She was standing inches from Rick's face, and he could clearly see the leather flap pressing against her clit. Nancy moaned as she ran the length of the riding crop against her swollen labia. She pressed the leather flap to Rick's lips briefly.

"Don't you want your cock to be there? I know I do," she said, looking back at his growing erection. Nancy leaned over and put down the riding crop. She picked up the flogger. The leather tendrils swished over Rick's face. She began to whip it against his chest. Rick winced slightly as the leather bit into his skin.

"In a few minutes you will thank me for this, I a guarantee It." she said as she began to hit him harder. Rick's skin began to turn red under his chest hair. Nancy slowed her pace, and after each stroke she dragged the flogger all the way down Rick's body until the leather was tangled around his throbbing erection. She dropped the flogger and straddled him. 

Water dripped from her hair onto his chest, soothing his burning skin. She leaned forward, dragging her breasts over him. Her skin was still cool from her swim, and it gave Rick goose bumps. He could feel every detail of her tits as she rubbed against him. He felt every wrinkle in her swollen nipples. Nancy sat up, pressing the length of Rick's penis between her legs. Almost immediately his throbbing erection was drenched in her fluids. Rick drank in the sight of her breasts, and struggled against the handcuffs that keep his hands away from them.

Nancy leaned forward, and the cool evening air rushed over Rick's penis, sending a chill up his spine. She kept leaning forward until her breast was pressed against his mouth. Nancy grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head back.

"You like having my breast in your mouth?"

"Uh huh." 

"Then say it!"

" I like having your breast in my mouth!"

"But not too much, I don't want you to come before I start fucking you."

"I, I, I think I am okay."

She pressed his against her other breast, and he repeated his performance. He sucked, licked and nibbled her breast until she pulled him away again.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes... oh yes."

Nancy reached down and held his cock in her hand. Slowly she moved back, enveloping him. When he was completely buried inside her she stopped and sat up. Slowly she rode up and down on him, and then leaned forward.

"This is called fucking you cowgirl," she whispered in his ear, "Do you like it?"

Rick could only moan in response. Nancy began to ride up and down on his swollen cock, pressing her tits against the inflamed skin on his chest. She could hear his breathing getting shallow and ragged.

"It's okay if you come, this is mostly about you... mostly."

The next time she engulfed him she heard him grunt and felt his dick jerk inside as an orgasm racked his body with pleasure. She reached over and released the handcuffs.

"Okay, now impress me." she said.

In a single motion he stood up, holding her against his body. In two steps he had her pinned between himself and one of the columns of the pergola. Over and over he thrust his cock into her. His powerful chest crushed her firm breasts. He grabbed her hair and held her still has he kissed her passionately. With his other hand he grabbed her ass.

The unexpected show of aggression surprised and thrilled her. She knew he was dry humping her, but it still felt fantastic. He stepped back, supporting her in his arms, ducking his head down to kiss her breasts as he continued thrusting his cock into her. The orgasm arrived unexpectedly. She pressed her lips against his neck to muffle a scream that might have frightened the neighbors. As her climax ended, he gently lowered her to the ground.

"Impressed?" he asked with some uncertainty in his voice. 

"Fucking a yes, where you learn that?"

"It just seemed like the thing to do."

"You are learning quickly, now let's go inside."

Nancy led Rick back to the house, feeling his eyes on her ass the entire way. She bounded up the stairs and into her bedroom. Rick followed at her heels.

"I see you found the naughty drawer," she said with a smile. 

"It was kind of hard to miss."

"Anything you have a question about, or would like me to demonstrate?" she asked seductively. 

"I, I don't know."

"Well then, I will pick something."

Nancy reached into the drawer and picked up a leather spanker.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall," she said, noticing the Rick's eyes were fixed on the toy.

He dutifully did as she said. Nancy swung her arm and the spanker slapped against Rick's backside with a loud clap. Rick winced, more from the sound than the actual impact.

"Too hard for you?" she teased. 

"No, I'm fine," he replied. 

Nancy took another swing, and again the leather slapped against Rick. His white skin was already turning red. She alternated left and right, top and bottom. When she felt she had covered every inch of flesh, she set the toy down.

"Are you sure there is nothing you would to ask about?"

Rick hesitated. Slowly he reached into the drawer and pulled out the strap on dildo.

"I don't need a demonstration, but I would like to hear the story behind this."

"Okay, that's fair. When my gay ex-husband and his lover were living here they decided they wanted a threesome with a transsexual. Neither one of them had much impulse control, and I was concerned they were going to bring home a prostitute. I convinced them that me wearing a strap on would give them a good idea what it would be like to be with a tyranny without the risk of getting busted by the vice squad."

"So you did it?"

"Yes, it was a bit of a disappointment for me. As much as I like watching men give blowjobs, watching them suck on a dildo did not do much for me. The passion just was not there."

"Is that all you did with it?"

"No, I fucked them with it too. That was kind of fun," she said with a sly grin.

Rick put the toy back in the drawer, and pulled out a set of metal spheres, slightly smaller than ping pong balls. He hefted them in his hand.

"Those are Ben Wah Balls, they are for me."

"Show me."

Nancy scooped them up in her hand, and then put her hand between her legs. One at a time she slipped them inside herself.

"When I move they rub against my G spot. It makes housework quite fun, especially laundry if the washer shakes a lot. To be honest, now is probably not the best time to use them. Between you and Brock, I'm a little weak down there"

Nancy removed the balls and set them aside. Rick continued to ask about the items in the drawer, and Nancy demonstrated or explained each toy. By the time she was done the sun had set.

"Do you need to go home?"

"No, I made plans to spend the night here, since you were not supposed to return until tomorrow."

"Well, since you made plans I guess you should stay. Maybe..."

Nancy was interrupted by Rick's cell phone. He picked it up and glanced at the screen, then set it down.

"What's up?" Nancy asked. 

"Text from Courtenay."

"One of the other cheerleaders?"

"The head cheerleader," Rick sneered.

"You don't like her?"

"She can be a bit pushy."

"Aren't you going to read it?"

"It can wait."

Nancy grabbed the phone and looked at it. 

"It says 911, go ahead and read it."

"You can read it," Rick replied. 

"Need Ride, please help. Don't tell anyone." Nancy read from the screen, "we should go. You could be the knight that rushes in to save her."

"I'd rather stay here with you."

"We can both go, give me a second to throw something on. You should probably get dressed too."

Rick texted back to get her location. The reply intrigued him. She was at the police station.

Ten minutes later they were both dressed and in Rick's car, headed to pick up Courtenay.

"What does she look like?" Nancy asked. 

"Exactly the way you expect a head cheerleader to look. She's tall, blonde, fit and has big tits," Rick replied nervously, unconvinced this was a good idea. 

"Sounds yummy," Nancy said, "any idea how she ended up at central booking?"

"No."

"I think she wants you."

"Unlikely, she is usually pretty rude to me."

"You have a lot to learn about women," Nancy advised.

A few minutes later they arrived. Courtenay was standing on the sidewalk. She grimaced when she saw Rick had a passenger. Rick pulled up to the curb, stopped the car and got out.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 03



"I said to come alone," Courtenay said through clenched teeth. 

"Nancy was the one that said I should pick you up, I was going to let you call someone else," Rick replied.

Courtenay burst into tears. Nancy had exited the car. She walked up to Courtenay and hugged her. 

"Rick was just giving you a hard time. We are going to take you wherever you need to go. It's going to be all right."

"I'm going to be in so much trouble. Nobody can find out about this. It has to be a secret." Courtenay sobbed. 

"Of course, "Rick replied, suddenly feeling some compassion for her. 

"Tell you want, "Nancy said, "I'm going to tell you a secret about Rick and me. If you don't tell, we won't tell. Is that a deal?"

"Yes, but I don't think Rick has a secret as big as mine," Courtenay said, regaining her composure.

Nancy leaned forward and whispered into Courtenay's ear. Her eyes got a wide as saucers and Nancy continued to whisper. Finally Nancy released her and stood up straight. Courtenay took a moment to take Nancy in. She was wearing a tight black leather dress and stiletto heels. Her hair was tousled, and she was wearing almost no makeup. Courtenay stared for almost a full minute before speaking.

"Really?" she asked.

Nancy only nodded. 

"Wow."

The three of them got back in the car. Nancy sat in the back seat, behind Rick and next to Courtenay. As the last door shut, Rick turned to Courtenay.

"Where to?" he asked. 

"Home, I guess. Just don't pull into the driveway," she replied. 

"I will if I can get the cloaking device to work," Rick said a geeky smile.

No one spoke as they drove to Courtenay's house. Nancy leaned forward and draped her arms over Rick's chest. She pinched his nipples through his shirt, and Rick shifted, trying to find a comfortable way to sit with a hard on.

"Is this the one you want to have a threesome with us?" Nancy whispered in Rick's ear, just loud enough for Courtenay to hear. Rick nodded, even though they had never discussed it. A few seconds later Rick stopped the car, two houses away from the driveway to Courtenay's house. She quietly climbed out. 

"Thanks Rick, you really saved me. I don't know who else I could have called," she said as she turned to walk towards her house. 

"Courtenay," Nancy said,' don't forget your purse." 

She reached and took it from Nancy.

When they saw Courtenay safely crawl back through her bedroom window, Rick started the car and pulled away from the curb.

"What next?" he asked. 

"We are going to exactly what I told her we would do, I don't want to be a liar."

"What's that?"

"Take me home, and you will find out."



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 04



Note – This story will make more sense if you read the other chapters first, but it can be read on its own.



They pulled into the driveway of Nancy's house. As soon as the car stopped Rick felt his seat reclining back. When it stopped, Nancy climbed on top of him with her head between his legs and her thighs resting on his shoulders. Her fingers deftly unzipped his shorts and pulled his erection out through the fly. The next thing he knew her lips were wrapped around his cock and her head was bobbing up and down.

Rick pulled her dress up her body and was rewarded with the sight of her naked pussy, she had not bothered to wear panties. He recalled what she said about 69 being almost like a threesome, and buried his face between her legs. Rick tried to focus on performing oral sex instead of receiving it. He knew she was more than talented enough to bring him to orgasm with her mouth. He wanted to fuck her again, not just come in her mouth. 

After a few minutes Rick decided she wasn't going to make him come, that she was just taunting him. She would get him very close to climax, and then back off. He felt no such obligation, knowing full well that there was no limit to the number of time she could come. As he ran his tongue over her hot, wet flesh he also caressed her breasts through the leather dress. Even the thick leather could not subdue her erect nipples. They were easily discernible. It was when he managed to pinch them that she cried out.

"Oh yes, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop. Make me come, yes, right there" she screamed. She had stopped sucking on his dick. As her orgasm overwhelmed her she squirmed and moaned. When she was done, she unfastened his seatbelt and opened the door. They both tumbled out. Nancy stood and took Rick by the hand, dragging him into her house, his hard on still poking out of his shorts. He followed her up the stairs, gawking at her bare ass. Her dress was still hiked up over her hips from the foreplay in the car.

When they arrived in her bedroom she reached into the bottom drawer and tossed him a coil of rope.

"You are going to tie me up and fuck me in the ass, that's what I told her we were going to do," Nancy said. 

"What? How?" Rick Stammered, his head swimming again. He began to think he was in way too deep. 

"You were a boy scout, tying me up should be easy."

"No, the rest of it..."

"Fucking me in the ass? If you need me to demonstrate, I can get the strap on..." she said coyly. 

"No, no, I can do it. It just seems so dirty."

"It can be, lucky for you the only thing that has gone down my throat in the last thirty six hours are vodka shots and hard cocks," she said, almost like she was bragging.

Rick realized that she was right. About twenty four hours earlier he was watching her on Skype as she got fucked by some guy with a big dick. She walked up to him and pulled his shorts to the floor. He stepped out of them. Nancy grabbed his cock and rolled a condom onto it.

"That should help you last a little longer," she said calmly. Then she stripped off her dress and stood in front of his in all her naked glory.

Rick picked up the rope and began to wrap it around her forearms. When he had covered about six inches on each arm he crossed them and lashed them together. Nancy looked perplexed. Rick figured she had been tied up before, but maybe not the way he was doing it. He decided not to ask her advice. Instead he pushed her down so that she was kneeling. Rick looped the end of the rope over the robe hook on the bathroom door, forcing her to lean slightly forward. He wound the remaining rope around her legs from her ankles to halfway to her knees. When he was done he reached into the drawer and picked up the flogger. He started by swinging it sideways so that the strips of leather struck her breasts. With each impact she mewed softly. The sight of her full, firm breasts aroused him even more. Rick tied her shoulder length brown hair into a single braid that ran down the center of her back.

He stood in front of her, raising the rope with one hand, forcing her to sit upright. With the other hand he swung the flogger up and down, whipping the leather into her cleavage. She stared at him with animal lust in her eyes. All he could hear was her breathing through clenched teeth and the sound of the flogger on her skin.

Rick released the rope and pushed the door shut, pulling the rope forward. She was off balance, leaning forward and hanging from the rope. He stepped behind her. He was briefly surprised to see she had slipped a small dildo into her ass. He was not sure when she had done it, probably when she tossed the rope at him. It certainly was there when they were in the car. He swung the flogger with an overhead stoke, striking her ass over and over until her skin had a slightly pink color. He dropped the flogger.

"I'm going to fuck you in the ass, "he said, his voice unsteady. 

"Are you asking or telling?" she hissed back at him. 

"I'm going to ram my cock into your tight little ass!" he shouted back at her. 

"Please, please do. I want your cock so much right now," she begged.

Rick got on his knees behind her. He withdrew the toy and tossed it aside. He put one hand on her back to steady himself, and picked up a bottle of lube with the other hand. It suddenly seemed like an out of body experience. He could not believe what was happening. He saw the lube splashing on her ass and on his cock. He watched as his hand guided his cock between the cheeks of her ass. He heard her scream his name as he plunged into her. Rick put both his hands on her ass, pressing her cheeks together. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. His cock penetrating her. The way her tits bounced back and forth as he thrust into her. She felt hot and tight and oh so good. His hands on her ass had the effect of wrapping her cheeks around the shaft of his cock. He wondered where he learned to do all this. Was it from watching porn? Was he somehow channeling her desire? Or was it what she said, that he was a natural at it.

He became aware of the sound of her voice again. She was having an orgasm. The thought of her coming drove him over the edge. He felt his cock jerk inside her, flooding the condom. Her moans of pleasure continued, and he kept thrusting as long as he heard them. When her cries became a soft whimper he slowly withdrew from her. She collapsed, first falling on her side, then rolling onto her back. The sight of her breasts rising and falling as she gasped for breath was something he could not look away from. The rope wound around her tits and continued down to her knees.

Rick discarded the condom and straddled her waist, rubbing his wet cock between her breasts. She smiled up at him. When his erection was completely gone he leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

"That," she panted, "was incredible. Are you sure you were a virgin yesterday?"

"Yea, yea, I really was. It's amazing what a good teacher can do."

"I wish I could see it," she said, her eyes getting a little unfocused. 

"See what? "He asked. 

"See you fuck Courtney's brains out. She wants you. The second I told her you were not gay and you were fucking me she had instant nipple hard on."

"Really?" Rick asked. 

"Yea, really." she said with a grin. 

"I find that hard to believe."

"It's the hard part that she wants," Nancy chucked. 

"I'm sure she has better offers than me."

"If you keep that attitude she certainly will have. I'm telling you she wants you to fuck her brains out. Don't ask her out, tell her she is going out with you, and tell her exactly what you want her to wear. She wants someone to boss her around, even if she does not know it yet."

"And if she doesn't?" Rick asked. 

"Then tell her 'No soup for you' and take her ass home. Give her a few days to think about it, then give her another chance."

"I'm not sure if I can do that"

"You did not seem to have any trouble telling me you were going to fuck my ass, just take that same attitude with her."

"You liked that?"

"Yea, it was fucking hot."

Rick ran his fingers through Nancy's hair, untying the braid.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked.

"Doing what? Fucking you?"

"Yea, that," he replied.

"Because you are a hot young stud, isn't that what MILFs like me are supposed to want?" Nancy said.

"Oh," Rick replied. 

"And because I can trust you. I don't think you will do anything to hurt me."

"Of course not, who would?" Rick asked.

"When you get a little older you will find out the world is a complicated place. Not everyone is who they appear to be," Nancy said remorsefully. 

"You mean the drama gets worse after high school?"

"By an order of magnitude," Nancy replied, "Fuck, why am I telling you this. Don't worry about that now; this summer is going to be all about fucking fun. And I mean that quite literally."

"I want to be here for you..." Rick said softly. 

"Rick, all you need to be here for is sex. I will handle the rest on my own," Nancy said sternly. 

"Should I go home now?" Rick asked. 

"No," she said," I'd like it if you stayed. I did not mean to snap at you. I don't want things to get complicated between us. You can sleep in my bed with me, or that seems weird you can stay in the guest room."

"I want to stay with you," Rick replied. 

"Why don't we get cleaned up and go to bed. For sleep. No more hanky panky until morning."

"Okay."

Rick untied her and watched as Nancy coiled up the rope and put it away, along with almost all the other toys. She picked up the dildo and walked over to the sink. Rick smiled as he watched her wash it as casually as if she were doing dishes. She dried it and put in the bottom drawer with the rest of the toys.

She took his hand and led him into the bathroom. They both stepped into the shower. It was a bit cramped, but she found a way to lather him up and rinse him off. Rick did the same to her. Despite his best effort to make it all about being clean, his erection began to grow as he ran his hands over her body. 

"Not till morning," she reminded him. 

"Sorry."

"Don't be, I take it as a compliment."

When he rinsed the lather off Nancy's body, he noticed her nipples were paying him a compliment as well. Once out of the shower and dry, Rick began to hunt around for something to sleep in. 

"Don't bother putting anything on," Nancy said, "You are just going to have to take it off in a few hours."

Rick climbed into her bed. It felt a little strange to share a bed with someone. Nancy moved up alongside him. Her skin was soft and warm. She put her head on his chest. 

"Good night Rick," she said softly. 

"Good Night Nancy," he replied.

Rick woke to sunlight streaming in through the window. It was the same window had looked through and seen Nancy masturbating. Now she was wrapped around him like a vine. She took a deep breath and began to stir, pulling herself tight against him. Rick could feel her erect nipples complimenting him again.

"Good morning," she whispered. 

"Good morning Nancy," he replied. 

"I hope I did not freak you out last night, it's been a long time since someone spent the night here. It's usually just wham, bam thank you ma'am."

"No, I'm not freaked out."

"Well, from now on I will stick to my promise of just sex, sex and more sex. You ready for another lesson?"

"Of course."

"Something kinky, or something more vanilla?"

"A little kinky would be okay, but no toys."

"Hmm, no toys. Do you know what a cream pie is?"

"I've seen some porn like that."

"Want to try it?"

"I'm not sure I understand what you want?"

"I want you to go down on me after you come inside me. Too kinky?"

Rick wondered where if this was related to her husband being gay. She certainly seemed to like gay stuff. It has turned her on when he jacked off and came on himself, now she wanted him to taste his own cum. He glanced over at her, she had propped herself up on one elbow, and was tugging on one of her swollen nipples.

"It would really turn me on if you did that," she said. 

"Okay, "Rick replied. It was impossible for him to say no to her.

Nancy squealed and climbed on top of Rick. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. Ricked wedged his hands between their bodies and began to caress her breasts. 

"How about I show you how happy you have made me?" she asked as she began to kiss him on the cheeks and neck.

Rick groaned as she moved down to his chest. Her tongue sought out his nipples and began to probe them. Soon his swollen cock was trapped between her firm breasts. She seemed to be touching his entire six foot frame at once. One of her hands ran through the hair on his head, the other the hair on his chest. Her lips seemed to be everywhere, and her legs were wrapped around his. Rick thrust his hips forward, sliding his dick between her sweat soaked tits.

"Is it still a cream pie if it is on your tits?" Rick asked through clenched teeth. 

"No, it is not. Is this too much?" she asked. 

"It is about to be," Rick answered.

Nancy moved off him. Now she was on her hands and knees, perpendicular to Rick's body. She wrapped one hand around his erection and pointed it towards the ceiling. 

"Is this okay?"

"Yes, it feels good, but not too good."

Rick watched as Nancy slowly began to stroke her hand up and down the shaft of his cock. She lowered her head until her lips were a fraction of an inch for the head of his dick. He could feel her warm breath. 

"Still okay?" she asked

"Uh-huh."

Nancy extended her tongue until the tip pressed against him. She knew that last time she had done this it has brought the encounter to a messy ending. She cupped a hand around his balls, feeling for him to tense up as he got close to orgasm. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Rick watching her intently. She pressed her lips against him. Slowly she lowered her head. Her mouth stretched around Rick's throbbing erection. Nancy stopped with her mouth full of Rick's cock. She could feel the tension building in his body. She moved her hand to the base of his cock and squeezed tightly. Then she slowly raised her head. 

"Too much?" she inquired. 

"Very close,' Rick replied.

"Then I guess it's your turn," Nancy said has she rolled onto her back and raised her legs in the air. Rick quickly positioned himself between her thighs. He put his hand on his cock and guided it up against her pussy.

"Don't worry about making me come with your dick," Nancy moaned, "I want to come on your face when you go down on me."

Rick felt a sense of relief. She had brought him very close to orgasm twice already; he was not sure how long he would be able to hold out. He removed his hand and pushed his erection inside her. Against his better judgment he watched the shaft of his penis slide between her swollen wet labia. When it was completely inside her he shifted his gaze to her face. The look in her eyes was just as much of a turn on as the rest of her body.

"Right there, keep it right there. I want you deep inside me," she moaned. 

Rick closed his eyes, trying to reduce his level of arousal. 

"Cheater," Nancy giggled, "open your eyes and look at me while you fuck me."

Slowly Rick lifted his eyelids. At the same time he shifted his gaze to her body. He began to move his hips back and forth just a bit. Each time he did her breasts jiggled, which only moved him closer to climax.

"I'm ready Rick I'm ready for you to come inside me. I want to feel that nice hard cock of yours fill me up," she moaned.

Rick continued with his short strokes, but made them harder, slamming his cock deep into her pussy. Her breasts jumped with each thrust. Rick felt the pressure building. He made one final thrust, the held himself tight against her. He felt the muscles of her pussy tighten around him, and then his orgasm flooded into her. She squealed with delight as thick streams of hot liquid poured into her. She reached up and grabbed him, pulling his lips against hers. She filled his mouth with her tongue. Finally she released him.

"You still want to do this?"

"Of course."

"Some guys lose interest after they get off. I'm glad you are not like that."

"You are going to have to beg me to stop," Rick said as he began to leave a trail of kisses down her body.

Rick soon had his head between her legs. He ran his tongue all over her labia, and then circled her clit. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, pressing his fingers into her skin just above her clit. She moaned in response. He brushed his upper lip against her clit and stroked the length of her pussy with his tongue. Over and over he lapped her hot, wet flesh with his tongue. He could feel her getting hotter and wetter. Her moans grew louder and she began to thrust her hips against him. He noticed a change in the way she tasted. Rick was not sure if that was because she was climaxing, or if it was the cream pie. He did not care. He wanted to make Nancy come so hard she would not be able to stand it.

"Yes, yes yes," she cried, "Don't stop. I'm coming, don't stop, I'm coming."

She bucked even harder as he words became unintelligible. Her movements slowed and her moans became soft mewing. Finally she whispered for him to stop.

Rick crawled up the bed and lay beside her. She rolled onto her side and kissed him on the mouth. 

"That's a cream pie alright. I hope you liked it, because I am going to want more of that."

"I just wish I had lasted a little longer," Rick replied. 

"I'm not complaining," Nancy answered.

After a few moments Nancy sat up. 

"Let's go jump in the pool."

"Like this?" Rick asked. 

"Why not, "she answered, hopping out of bed and heading for the door.

Rick chased her down the stair and across the back yard. Soon they were both treading water in the middle of the pool.

"I'm guessing they are expecting you to return to your house soon." Nancy said. 

"Yea, they are."

"Well, my Ex-inlaws are bringing Jake back this afternoon, so I suppose I should make myself presentable."

"That's who watches him when you are busy?"

"Sometimes. I have to say I have the best exs ever. They were as shocked as I was when their son decided on a lifestyle that did not include their grandchild. I think they like me more than they like Jacque."

"That's a little strange"

"You have no idea... but there is no need to revisit that part of my life. Let's just say it was a train wreck."

"Okay, "Rick replied, "any more lessons this week?"

"Probably, but first a homework assignment. You need to call Courtenay and set up a date. If you get a passing grade on that assignment we work on some other lessons."

"Okay," Rick said, swimming over to the side of the pool.

As Rick left Nancy's house and headed home, he thought about what Nancy had said the previous night. He wondered if he was really just a toy to her. More than once she had seemed on the brink of wanting more. Rick again wondered if he was in over his head. Less than twenty four hours ago he was a virgin, and now she was talking about threesomes with him. He looked in the rear view mirror at Nancy waving to him. It was a chance he was willing to take.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 05



Note- Thanks to Cheer_Smartie526 for helping edit and develop this story. 

*

Rick replaced the filler cap on the engine and closed the hood. He turned to look at Nancy. She was peering at him over the top of her laptop computer. 

"I don't know why you pay me to do this; you know how to change the oil in a car. Especially this car, since you pretty much built it," he said. 

"Two reasons," Nancy replied," I have changed the oil on enough vehicles that the thrill is pretty much gone..."

"And? " Rick inquired. 

"And I never miss a chance to have you bend over and show of that nice ass of yours," she said with a seductive smile.

Rick blushed. He had gawked at a lot of nice asses, Nancy's included. He had never thought of himself on the other side of that situation. It was an odd feeling. 

"So, are you going to tell me about your date with Courtenay? Did you do what I told you to do?" Nancy asked. 

"Well, kind of ..." Rick replied, "I really like this car." He ran his hand over the hood of the car.

"Me too," Nancy answered, "It is fun and a real guy magnet. Sometimes they are disappointed that it is a kit car and not a real AC Cobra. I can usually rekindle their interest when I tell them I put it together myself. But I don't want to talk my car. I want to talk about your date."

Nancy shut her laptop and looked at him sternly. Rick could see her nipples poking through her shirt. He knew she was going to want to hear every detail.

"She did not exactly follow my instructions." he said. 

"How so?"

"I told her not to wear panties, and she had some on. The rest of her outfit was exactly what I asked for, just the one thing," Rick explained. 

"Did you make her change?"

"No, I changed the plan a little."

"And did that work?' Nancy asked. 

"Sort of," Rick replied

"So tell me about it," she said. 

"I changed it to just dinner and a movie. I think she really enjoyed both. She seemed a bit surprised when I took her home after the movie. I'm pretty sure she was disappointed when I did not kiss her." Rick said. 

"What makes you so sure?"

"Well, I slipped her a little gift..."

"Oh?" Nancy interrupted. 

"I put a vibrator in her purse. I modded it just a bit. It has a wifi chip in it. I can tell when it is on," Rick explained. 

"And did she turn it on?"

"Yes, about 30 minutes after I dropped her off. It was on for about seven minutes."

"Clever boy," Nancy said," but I think I need to give you another lesson on being in charge."

Rick stood still as he watched Nancy walk across the garage. She took a coil of rope off the shelf by the workbench. He felt his pulse quicken as she turned towards him. She put her left foot on the mechanic's stool. She had very sexy legs, and the shorts she was wearing did a great job of showing them off. Nancy flexed her calf and gave the stool a push. It rolled across the floor, stopping when it hit a column. 

"Take off your clothes and sit down," Nancy said to Rick.

Rick slowly began to remove his clothes. He pulled his T shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Nancy's eyes followed his every move. She smiled at the sight of his broad chest with its curly brown hair. She watched his powerful legs flex as he slipped off his shoes, and then peeled off his socks.

"Everything," Nancy said impatiently toying with the rope in her hands.

Rick slipped his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts. He wondered if she was upset with him for the way the date went. Slowly he slid his shorts and underwear to the floor and stepped out of them. His cock was already fully erect. He sat down on the stool.

Nancy walked over to him. First she tied the base of the stool the column, and then she locked the wheels of the stool. 

"Safety first, I don't want this to slip out from under you, "she said quietly.

Nancy tied one end of the rope around Rick's left wrist, and then placed his hand on his thigh. She placed his right hand on the right edge of the stool, then pulled the rope tight and tied it around his wrist. The rope had just a bit of slack in it, but Rick could not move either hand very far. She had tied the rope so he could not quite reach his penis with either hand.

"What you need to understand before you next date is the value of delayed gratification," she said, slowly peeling her shirt off. 

Rick smiled as her shirt slipped over her head.

"You do know what delayed means, don't you?' she asked. 

"Yes," Rick replied. 

"I know you are still learning your limits. Tell me if you think you are getting close. Think about old nuns playing baseball naked or something. Do you understand?" she asked.

Rick nodded.

She slowly pulled her shorts down, revealing a silky red thong. She turned away from him and bent over until her palms were flat on the floor. 

Rick's eyes were drawn to her firm round ass. He could see that the thong was damp between her legs. He tried to touch her, but his hands were restrained. He tried to lean forward, but she was just out of reach. He watched her stand straight up and turn to face him again. Her breasts were almost at eye level to him. Her nipples were swollen and dark. He longed to feel them between his lips. She followed his stare, and then cupped her tits in her hands.

"You like?" she asked coyly.

Rick nodded. He watched as Nancy dragged her fingers through her cleavage and then across the top of her breasts. She let out a quiet moan. With her fingertips pressing into her firm tits she moved her pinkie down to her nipple. Her finger circled the swollen nubs with excruciating slowness. Rick felt his cock begin to ache as he watched Nancy touch herself. 

"Am I turning you on?" She asked.

Rick nodded eagerly. 

"More than if I just shoved my tits in your face?"

Rick nodded again, this time slowly. 

"And if do this?" she asked as she slid one hand down her body.

Rick watched her hand as it passed between her breasts and moved across her belly. Her fingers disappeared into her thong. Rick heard Nancy penetrate herself. He could see the outline of her fingers under the thong as she slipped them in and out of her pussy. She moaned again. Nancy spread one hand out on her breast, letting the nipple poke out between her index and ring finger. She began to caress her breast and pinch her nipple.

"You like?" she asked. 

"Y,Y,Yes," Rick stammered.

Continuing to toy with herself Nancy slowly dropped to her knees in front of Rick. She lowered her head towards his cock.

"Hold completely still, understand?" She said. 

"Yes," Rick groaned, already feeling an orgasm building.

Nancy continued to lower her head. She opened her mouth wide and covered the head of his cock with it. She did not touch him. Rick could feel her warm breath flowing down the shaft of his cock. A few drops of pre-cum bubbled out. When Nancy moaned Rick both heard and felt it. He watched her raise her head until her lips were just above his dick.

"Are you close?" she asked. 

"Uh-huh," Rick replied. 

"I am too," she said.

She pursued her lips and began to blow. The air felt cool where the pre-cum had wet his dick. Rick felt a chill run up his spine. Rick could feel Nancy's moan of pleasure vibrate though his cock. The wet sound of her fingers between her legs got louder and faster. He could hear and feel her breathing getting ragged. She began to yelp quietly, and then she took a deep breath and held it. Finally she let it out with a loud moan as she climaxed.

"Turned on?" she asked. 

"Fuck yes!" he replied.

Nancy removed her hand from between her legs and slipped her wet fingers into Rick's mouth. He began to suck on them, reveling at the chance to finally touch her.

When she pulled her fingers out of her mouth she bent her head down again, holding her lips less than an inch from his cock. Once again he could feel her breath on the head of his dick. 

"I'm going to make you cum," she said, talking into his penis as if it were a microphone. She lowered her head a bit more so that he could feel the heat of her mouth, but she was not touching him. Rick felt Nancy's tits rub against his knees and he could hear her masturbating again. She began to breathe harder, and her hot breath flowed down the length of his penis. When she moaned Rick felt it more than he heard it. Rick strained against the ropes, trying to touch her breasts.

"You feel so good," Rick moaned.

Nancy lifted her head and looked into his eyes. She took her hand from between her legs and wrapped it around his dick, smearing her wetness all over him. She wrapped her tits around his cock and began to slide them up and down. Rick felt his orgasm rapidly building.

"I want you to watch me stroke your cock with my breasts," Nancy moaned, "then I want you to come on your face."

"My face?" Rick asked.

"Yes. You know how it turns me on. What's the matter, don't think I can make you come hard enough to reach?" Nancy teased.

Rick lowered his head and watched his throbbing erection slide between Nancy's tits. She rubbed her nipples with her fingertips. He was both transfixed and aroused by the sight.

"I want to see you cum. Give it to me, give it to me. Cum for me baby," she whispered.

Rick's climax erupted out of his cock. Thick streams of cum splashed onto his cheeks and chin. The following spurts flowed onto Nancy's tits. He heard her squeal with glee as the warm fluid coated both of them.

Nancy put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him upright. She climbed into his lap, guiding his cock between her legs. As Nancy impaled herself on him she licked and slurped the cum off his face. He felt her arms wrap around him and her breasts flatten against his chest. Nancy cradled his head in her hands and she feverishly licked him clean. Rick began to rock his hips back and forth, driving his cock deep inside her. 

"Yes, yes, your cock feels so good. Give it to me, give it to me. Fuck me till I come, "she whispered into his ear.

Rick could feel her clench down on his dick. He bucked his hips against her, hoping his erection would not fade until after she climaxed. He felt her arms loosen slightly and her cum-soaked tits began to slide against his chest. His hands were still tied to the stool, and she remained just out of his reach.

She pressed her forehead against his, staring at him. He could see the lust burning in her eyes. His cock seemed to have found a second wind as she began to ride up and down on him. She continued to gaze into his eyes without saying another word. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, using her arms to lift herself up and down on him. She slowed down and finally stopped with his cock deep inside her.

"Was it good for you too?" She said with a giggle. 

"Unbelievable, and I think I am getting better," Rick said proudly. 

"You are, and keeping you on the edge helps you stay hard longer after you come. Do you understand why she needs to do exactly as you tell her?"

"Yes," Rick answered.

Nancy unwound herself and stood up. She bent down and untied Rick's hands. 

"Before you do anything else, call her and set up the next date," Nancy instructed. She put her hands on her hips and stared at him. She was still naked.

Rick reached into his shorts and pulled out his phone. He dialed her number. 

"Hello, Courtenay, I'm going to take you out again. You know what to wear, and what not to wear. Yes, the same thing I told you last time. We will probably be out pretty late. Okay, meet me at my house at seven. Goodbye."

"That was very good," Nancy said. 

"I'm glad you approve, "Rick replied. 

"Now I want you to give it a try," she said, handing the coiled up rope to him. 

"Here in the garage? "He asked. 

"No, there is not really a good place to tie me up in here. Let's try by the pool in the back yard," she suggested.

Rick hesitated. He was pretty sure that her yard was safe from prying eyes, but it still made him a little nervous. He knew if he lived next door and suspected a woman like Nancy would be topless in her yard he would find a way to watch. Rick watched Nancy walking towards the door, still completely naked. He stood up and followed her, shrugging off his concerns. 

"What the hell, it should make it more exciting," he mumbled to himself.

Nancy arranged a towel on the picnic table under the pagoda, and then sat on it. She glanced at Rick's cock and smiled when she saw it was almost fully erect.

"Now you have to make a choice that I did not. When I was in charge it was all about keeping you on the edge. You can do that, or you can push the envelope," she said. 

"I'm not sure I understand, can you say that again?' Rick asked. 

"There might be a few things that Courtenay wants to do, but is afraid to actually say yes to. She might just go along if you just do it. If you decide to push her, you need a safe word. If she says that, you stop. You don't want things to get out of control. You remember what a safe word is?" Nancy asked with a very serious look on her face. 

"Yes. Safe word means stop." Rick answered. 

"Do you know which one you want? Do you want to tease her or push her?" Nancy inquired. 

"I'm going to push her. There are so many things I want to do to her." Rick said with a grin. 

"This is not just about your pleasure. She needs to enjoy it as well," Nancy said. 

"She will," Rick replied. 

"So where do you want me?" Nancy asked. 

"Stand with your back against the support column," Rick answered.

Nancy hopped off the table and stood where Rick was pointing. He grabbed the towel off the table and tied it to the column with a taut line hitch followed by a highwayman's knot. Rick created handcuffs from the rope by tying a fireman's chair knot around her wrists. Rick knelt down in front of her and tied her ankles with a simple handcuff knot. The rope ran behind the column, and he left plenty of slack in the line. He stepped back and admired his handiwork. Nancy could squirm a little, but was pretty well attached to the column behind her. Rick thought he should get extra points for being considerate enough to put the towel between the rough wood column and Nancy's backside.

Nancy tilted her head back and looked at the knots holding her wrists to the column. She had to admit, Rick was pretty skilled with a rope. She looked back at Rick. He was just staring at her and stroking his cock. She started to offer a suggestion on what to do next when he spoke.

"I think a little sample of things to come is in order", he said, smiling at his own pun.

Nancy stood still as Rick moved closer to her. He was standing directly in front of her. His chest pressed against her tits. His chest hair tickled her swollen nipples. He bent his knees and slowly lowered himself until they were eye to eyes. His throbbing erection slid down her body until it was pressed against her pubic hair. She felt his hands on her thighs, spreading her legs apart. Rick squatted down a bit more, and guided his penis into the warm, moist channel between her legs. She opened her mouth to tell him he was getting way ahead of himself. Before she could speak he covered her mouth with his, thrusting his tongue past her lips. At the same time his cock penetrated her. Despite this being unexpected, she felt his dick easily slip into her dripping wet pussy.

She felt his hands slide around to cup her ass and he stood up to his full height, lifting her off the ground. His cock was completely buried inside her. She moved her hips back and forth, grinding her clit against the base of his cock. Nancy felt her breasts being flattened as Rick pushed her against the column. This was not at all what she had in mind.

Then Rick lowered her to the ground and stepped away from her. She tried to wrap her legs around him and hold him close, but the rope around her ankles stopped her. She watched helplessly and he stepped back and turned to walk away. She longed to feel the fullness of his cock inside her, but all she could do was watch him walk around the pool and into the pool house. He emerged with the riding crop in his hand. As he approached her he slapped it against his leg. The sound of leather on flesh got louder as he approached. Nancy felt her nipples stiffen as Rick got closer and closer. He stopped directly in front of her. She quickly glanced down at his penis. It was still fully erect, still wet from being inside her. She saw drops of pre-cum bubbling out of it. She wondered how much longer he could last. Nancy brought her gaze back up to Rick's face. He was looking at her tits.

The feel of the riding crop between her breasts startled her at first. She felt the tip slide across her skin, making a figure-eight pattern around her tits. Each figure-eight the crop made brought the small patch of leather got closer to her nipples. She looked down and watched it cross the top of her breast, and then disappear below. Occasionally she felt Rick's cock brush against her ribs, which made her skin tingle.

Finally the tip of the riding crop reached her nipple. Rick tapped her swollen flesh lightly with the end tip. Nancy let out a yelp as a bolt of pleasure erupted from her breast. He did the same to her other tit, and she cried out again. She could see Rick looking hungrily at her breasts as he flicked the leather flap against her nipple. Nancy moaned when Rick leaned forward and put his mouth near her left breast. She could feel his hot breath on her swollen nipple. The riding crop moved to the space between her tits. She wanted his cock there, even knowing he would not last long. His tongue traced the edge of her areola.

"I want you to..." Nancy moaned, but was silenced when Rick pressed the riding crop to her lips. 

"In case you haven't noticed, I am going with the taunting paradigm," Rick said, sliding the riding crop along her neck. It continued down her body until it was between her legs. Nancy chuckled at Rick's choice of words. Her laughter changed to a groan as she felt the leather tip lightly tap against the inside of her thighs.

Rick found himself trapped. He had hoped toying with Nancy's body would take him back from the edge, but it had only moved him closer. Instead of getting acclimated to her he was just getting more aroused. He knew the second his cock touched her he would explode. It was his intent to hold her on the edge of an orgasm, but in truth he was much closer than she was. He decided to confess. Rick leaned forward and kissed Nancy on the breast. Slowly he worked his way up her body, across her shoulder, up her neck. He ran his tongue along her ear.

"If I touch you any more I'm going to cum," he whispered apologetically in her ear. 

"Do it, just don't stop what you are doing right now," Nancy replied, almost begging.

Rick kissed Nancy on the lips. At the same time he moved closer to her. The moment his cock pressed against her sweat-soaked skin his orgasm erupted. Thick streams of cum gushed out. The first one splattered against the bottom of Nancy's chin. The second coated her right breast. Her nipple disappeared under a puddle of thick white cum. The remainder sprayed across her belly.

Rick began working his way back down her body following the same path he took on the way up. He nibbled on her earlobe, and then kissed her neck. Soon he was back to her breast. He found himself staring at a rather large glob of his own cum. He scooped it up with his tongue, then stood up and kissed Nancy, depositing it in her mouth. She eagerly sucked it out of his mouth. Her tongue ransacked his mouth looking for more. Rick broke the kiss long enough to slurp the cum off her chin. Once again she enthusiastically received it. Bit by bit Rick transferred every drop to her mouth. When he was finally done he found himself kneeling in front of her. He dropped the riding crop, and it hit the ground with an audible thud.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 05



Nancy felt Rick's hands on the back of her thighs. His unexpected solution to his control problem had turned her on tremendously. She could not wait to see what he did next. He lifted her up and set her legs on his broad shoulders. The next thing she felt was his tongue against her labia. His hands were on her breasts He cupped them then pushed her tits apart, allowing her to watch him through her cleavage. She could see him extend his tongue and lightly brush it against her flesh. Just has he had done on her tits; he was teasing her, slowly moving towards her more sensitive parts. She ached to feel him penetrate her. He was taking his time. With just the tip of his tongue he licked her labia from bottom to top, carefully avoiding her clit. Nancy felt like she was gushing. When Rick tapped on her nipples with his finger she moaned loudly.

"That feels so good," Nancy groaned. 

"I want you to come on my face," Rick replied. 

"I'm close, just keep going..." Nancy's words became unintelligible as Rick's tongue finally penetrated her.

Shifting his eyes upward, Rick admired Nancy's pendulous breasts as he slowly ran his tongue up and down her wet slit. He felt he had teased her long enough. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and extended his fingers. Gently he pulled her labia apart so he could slip deeper inside her. Rick buried his tongueas far inside Nancy has he could. She writhed in his arm as her arousal increased. His eyes remained locked on her breasts. He could see that her nipples were erect. He resumed stroking her slowly and deliberately with his tongue. Each time he moved closer to her clit by a fraction of an inch. Nancy bucked her hips, trying to increase the speed of Rick's measured approach, but he held fast. He could see the skin on her tits change color as she flushed. He felt her getting wetter as her climax built. Finally, he pressed his tongue against her clit. She convulsed as her climax overwhelmed her. With a feather light touch Rick brushed his lips against her sex as she came. Her movements slowed and her breathing returned to normal. He lowered her legs to the ground but remained on his knees.

Nancy felt the ground under her feet, but did not have the strength to stand. She hung by the ropes around her wrists. She was appreciative of Rick's skill with knots, he had tied her in such a way that even with her body weight pulling down the ropes were not uncomfortable. She slowly straightened her legs until she was standing. She felt one of Rick's hands between her legs. His palm brushed against the inside of her thigh. The edge of his hand slipped between the cheeks over her ass and his thumb slipped inside her. Compared to his tongue, his thumb felt big and hard. 

She started to tell him no, that she was too sensitive, but remained silent. He pressed against the back of her vagina, carefully avoiding her clit. Nancy felt Rick's other hand slip between her legs as well. This time he slipped a single finger inside her. The slowly thrust it in and out of her body. Each time he penetrated her a little deeper. She realized where he was headed. His finger was slowly approaching her G spot. With that thought Nancy felt her muscles clench around Rick's digits. She looked down, but all she could see were her own breasts. 

She leaned forward, straining against the ropes, trying to see over her dark pink nipples. As the ropes gently bit into her skin she finally saw him. He was looking up at her as he stroked his hands up and down. As her heart rate increased, her heaving breasts started to interrupt her view of Rick. She felt another climax building. It approached more slowly than the last one, as if it were originating from deeper within her body. Nancy shut her eyes as her climax rolled over her like a fog. She clenched every muscle below her tits, squeezing Rick's hands with her pussy and ass. Rick stopped moving as her body spasmed around his thumb and finger. Once again Nancy let herself hang from the ropes around her wrists as her legs became too weak to hold her up. Rick slowly stood up, towering over her. He reached towards the rope above her head and tugged on the highwayman's knot. It fell apart, adding several feet of length to the rope.

"Get on your knees," Rick commanded.

Nancy quickly complied. She could see that his cock had almost completely recovered from the earlier orgasm. She lowered her head and took him into her mouth. She could taste cum that had dried on his cock. With her lips and tongue she thoroughly cleaned him. As she bobbed her head up and down she felt his cock grow to its full erect size. She felt proud that she could elicit such a response in him. Nancy tipped her head back and looked up at Rick. He was watching her and smiling.

"Stand up and turn around," he said. 

"I don't know if I can take anymore," she replied. 

"I think you can," Rick said, putting his hands on her hips.

Rick knew he was taking a chance. He knew even Nancy had her limits, but his cock was aching to be inside her. He rationalized that she knew the safe word, and would stop him if she wanted to. He took one hand off her ass and guided his cock between her legs. She was wet and relaxed from all the foreplay and he easily slid inside her. He buried himself fully inside her, and then pulled all the way out. The feeling of her pussy stretching over the tip of his penis was amazing. Over and over he thrust his cock into her. Each time fully penetrating her, and then slipping his dick all the way out. He knew he could not last long, but was unable to stop himself. He put his hands on her tits and pinched her nipples, pushing himself over the edge.

"I'm going to come,' he groaned as he felt his orgasm rushing towards him like an avalanche. 

"Yes baby, come inside me, come inside me," Nancy replied, squeezing his cock inside her pussy.

It felt like an explosion. His cock jerked and spasmed inside her. Rick leaned forward, taking some weight off his rapidly weakening legs. In the back of his mind he knew that he had nothing left after already coming twice that day. His cock seemed oblivious to that fact, and continued to act like there was an endless supply of cum to pour into Nancy. Finally his climax ended. He slowly withdrew from her and released the ropes around her wrists. She turned and put her arms around him.

They were sitting on the edge of the pool with their legs in the water.

"Think I have what it takes?" Rick asked. 

"I think you are progressing very well," Nancy answered. 

"I take Courtenay out in three days." Rick said. 

"Are you free tomorrow night? I need a babysitter. You should plan on staying pretty late, I'm not sure how the evening will turn out."

"Is it the guy with the big dick, the one I saw you with on Skype?" Rick asked. 

"No, he was more of a onetime thing. This is one of my regular hook ups." Nancy replied. 

"Oh," Rick said quietly. 

"Don't use those puppy-dog eyes on me, Mr. 'I'm about to fuck a cheerleader'", Nancy chided. 

"Okay, I guess you have a point." Rick said, his smile returning. 

"Time for you to get cleaned up and head home, I'm sure they are wondering how an oil change can take this long."

Rick stood up and looked around for a few moments before remembering his clothes were still in the garage. He turned and began to walk towards the house. Nancy joined him.

"So, do you think you can watch Jake for me? " she asked.

"Yes, that's no problem,"Rick replied, stealing a glance at her naked body. He shook his head in disbelief. The way his summer was turning out still seemed like a dream.

Once in the garage they both put their clothes on. Rick looked longingly at the car.

"If you bang Courtenay I will let you take it out for a spin, how is that for an additional incentive?" Nancy said with a grin.

Rick looked back at her and smiled. Then walked out the door to his own car.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 06



A special thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the grammar corrections and excellent suggestions on improving the story.

*

Rick read the test message again.

Ready to try a 3some?

It was from Nancy. It seemed an odd text to receive from someone that was on a date. Rick slowly typed his response

Yes

His phone beeped when she responded.

Call me now.

Rick slowly punched her numbers into his phone... She had specifically told him not to put her on speed dial.

"Hello," Nancy said in a hushed voice

"Hi, It's Rick."

"Everything okay there? How is my favorite babysitter doing?" Nancy asked.

"Yea, everything is fine. Bedtime went very well, he is zonked. We spent a lot of time in the pool, so I think he is down for the night", Chance answered lazily.

"You are awesome. I hope you are not bored."

"No, there is always something here to entertain me", Chance replied.

"You sure you are ready for this?" she asked.

"Yes, is he there?" Rick replied.

"No, he stepped out to take a phone call, some crisis at work."

"Who is this guy?"

"Chance? I met him at a conference about a year ago. We hooked up, and we get together whenever he is in town" Nancy explained.

"And he is okay with this?" Rick inquired.

"I'm sure he will be, once he finds out about it," Nancy said with a giggle, "I told him there was an eighteen year old babysitter at my house. I did not tell him you are a guy. I want to see his face when he meets, you, it's going to be fucking hilarious."

"That's just twisted", Rick said, trying to suppress a laugh.

"He's got a great sense of humor; he will be fine with it. Oh, and as an extra incentive, I will be putting on a little show in the driveway. Shit, he's coming back. I will text you when we are headed to the house."

Rick set his phone down. She had mentioned a threesome with another guy before, but he did not think it would happen so soon. This summer was turning out to be the best ever. Rick walked around the house, picking up toys and generally straightening up. He did not want anything to distract from the action once it started. Just as he finished the phone beeped again.

Be there in 10.

Rick headed upstairs to the office. The window in that room overlooked the driveway. The headlights of her car appeared, and it pulled into the driveway. She had the top down and Rick could see her date was driving. He seemed about Nancy's age. He had spiky blonde hair, and he looked exactly like what Rick expected her date to look like. He started to get out of the car, but she pulled him back in. She was stroking his face and talking to him. Whatever she said, he liked it. A grin spread across his face as her hands moved down his body. She reached across him and hit the button that reclined his seat, and then she began to open his pants.

Rick felt his penis begin to swell. This was not the first time she had seen her do this. The first time had been an accident. This time she had asked him to watch, which made it even more exciting. Rick was surprised that he liked being a voyeur so much.

She had his cock in her hands. It was long. Both of her hands were wrapped around it and there was still some exposed. She quickly took that part into her mouth. One of her hands moved down to stroke his balls. The other began to stroke him as her head bobbed up and down.

Rick wondered if she was just teasing him with a bit of foreplay, or if she was going to take this all the way. He watched closely. Rick was pretty familiar with her technique. She was rubbing the sensitive parts of his cock with both her mouth and her hand. She never stopped stroking him, and only stopped sucking on his cock to say something, probably something sexy. Rick smiled; she was not just teasing him. Rick watched as Chance's hand pushed Nancy's head down until she deep throated him. Rick stroked his own cock through his shorts. He could not wait for them to get into the house. 

She was stroking him faster now. Chance grimaced briefly, and then broke into a smile as he thrust his hips up. Nancy's hand stopped. Rick imaged she was gulping down the results of her efforts. She closed up his pants and they got out of the car. Rick heard the front door open.

"And where is the eighteen year old babysitter you kept talking about?" Chance asked.

"Ricky, I'm home. I brought a friend to play with," Nancy called out.

Nervously Rick walked to the top of the stairs; his erection quickly fading as the reality of the situation it hit him. He looked as Nancy and Chance, trying to hide his sheepish expression.

The expression on Chance's face was one of shock. Nancy burst out laughing. Soon Chance and Rick were laughing as well.

"You got me," Chance exclaimed, 'you are a bad, bad girl. I should know better by now, you always have a trick up your sleeve."

"That was a Kodak moment if there ever was one, I will never forget the look on your face when you saw Rick," Nancy said and she turned to look up the stairs, continuing, "What are you waiting for Rick, an engraved invitation?"

Rick walked down the stairs to meet them. 

"I'm Chance," the man said extending his hand, "were you in on this, or are you as shocked as I am?"

"Guilty", Rick replied shaking Chance's hand.

"Are you both still up for this?" Nancy interrupted.

"I think I'm at a slight disadvantage for the moment, but hell yea," answered Chance.

"Absolutely," replied Rick.

"I suppose," Nancy said, "I should level the playing field."

She stepped in front of Rick and ran her hand over his crotch. Rick's erection returned so quickly he thought it might have whiplash. She dropped to her knees and began tugging at his shorts. Soon they were around his ankles. Rick eyes darted nervously between Chance and Nancy.

"I don't know why you keep looking at me, "Chance said, his eyes firmly fixed on Nancy, "all the action is down there."

Rick watched as Nancy peeled her dress down, exposing her breasts. She wrapped them around his throbbing erection.

"You want to come on my tits or in my mouth?' she asked.

"M-m-m-mouth," Rick stuttered nervously.

"Mmmm, Yummy," she replied

Nancy wrapped her lips around the engorged head of Rick's penis and started with a very sloppy, wet blowjob. When the entire shaft of his cock was dripping wet she began to stroke him. Rick's concern about not being able to keep it up in front of another man quickly faded. With Nancy's hand and mouth on his dick there was no way his erection was going away.

Over and over her lips and tongue caressed his cock, followed by her hand. The contrast between her soft, wet mouth and her firm grip was rapidly bringing him to orgasm. Each time her hand slide over the head of his cock he inched a bit closer. She had pulled his dick down until it was horizontal, and turned her head to the side so he had an excellent view. The sight of her lips wrapped around his penis was a huge turn on. He was on the very edge. It was that wonderful place where he felt the euphoria of orgasm without the erection ending ejaculation. With all his might he tried to stay in that place. He knew he was probably leaking into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off him.

"I can taste you, now give it all to me."

Her voice overwhelmed him, and his orgasm surged out of his body. The first spurt splashed onto her face. She quickly shoved his cock into her mouth, gulping down the rest of his climax. Her tongue pressed against him, milking the last drops out of his cock. She let his penis slide out of her mouth and she used her tongue and fingers to clean his cum off her face.

"Between the two of you I think I am owed two orgasms," Nancy proclaimed as she stood up and removed her dress. "Now, take off your clothes and come to the bedroom."

"Do not," she said sternly, "turn this into a contest to see who has the bigger dick. That's not important. But; for the record, Chance is longer and Rick is thicker, so you can both make the claim.'

By the time Rick and Chance made it to the bedroom Nancy was already laying in the middle of the bed.

"Alright boys, let's see what you can do," she said, stretching her hands above her head.

Rick climbed onto the left side of the bed and put one hand on her wrist. He kissed her softly on the lips, then on the cheek. He continued down her body. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Chance was doing the same thing. Rick put his other hand between her legs, slowly stroking the inside of her thigh. Again Chance followed him. Both of them began to kiss Nancy's breasts. Rick's erection was rapidly returning to full strength. Her swollen nipple seemed to beckon to him, but he resisted. Instead he continued to press his lips all over her tit. Nancy was moaning and squirming between them. He glanced over at Chance again. Seeing her with another man was nothing like what he expected. Rick thought he would feel self-conscious and threatened. Instead he felt aroused. He did feel like he was playing a game of chicken with Chance. Both of them were trying to be the last one to finish with her breast and move on to her erect nipple. Rick stopped for a moment and looked at Chance. Their eyes met. At the same time they both engulfed her nipples. Nancy squealed with delight as the two of them pinched her nipples between their lips. Rick could feel heat radiating from between Nancy's legs. He noticed Chance had finished with her breast and started to move down her body. Rick followed his lead, pulling her hand down to her breast. She began to pinch and tug on her nipple as Rick's lips pressed against her ribs.

Rick noticed Chance had put his hand between her legs with his fingers lying on top of her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Nancy moaned as Chance's thumb brushed against her clit. Rick slid his thumb between her ass and the bed. Her skin was wet and hot. His fingers grazed against the lips of her pussy. He slowly penetrated her with a single digit. She moaned again. Rick glanced back up at her breasts. She still had her hand where Rick had placed it. He could see she had pulled Chance's hand to her mouth, and was sucking on his fingers. Chance was pressing the heel of his hand against her clit.

Rick pressed his lips against her thigh, just below her hip. He had a fantastic view of her pussy as he slipped a second finger into her. His index and ring finger were almost completely engulfed. His pointer and pinky were pressed against her swollen labia. Rick began to move his entire hand back and forth. He could hear Nancy's moaning getting louder. Both he and Chance were struggling not to get caught up in her excitement. Rick wanted to maintain the slow pace. He wanted to draw her climax out as long as possible. She began to thrust her hips against them as her orgasm peaked. She was so wet Rick's fingers made an incredibly erotic squishing sound as they moved in and out of her.

"One of you fuckers better put a cock in me now!" she screamed.

Rick and Chance looked at each other, both with an 'after you 'expression. Without warning, Nancy sat up. She straddled Rick, grabbing his cock as she pushed him down onto the bed.

"I guess it's your lucky day," she said as she sank down onto his erection. She felt fantastic. She felt hot and wet and tight.

"You like that?" she asked.

"Uh - huh," Rick replied. He felt her relax around him, then clench up again.

She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I can be as tight as a virgin if you want me to."

Chance was standing on the bed, offering her his cock. She took it into her mouth and starting giving him and energetic blow job. Rick felt his second orgasm approaching at breakneck speed. He closed his eyes, hoping that not seeing her breasts bouncing around as she sucked one cock and rode another would help. He tried not to listen to her sliding Chance's dick in and out of her mouth. There was nothing he could do about the way she felt. She was still holding him tight inside her. It felt good, too good. Rick surrendered to the inevitable. He opened his eyes, taking in the amazing scene. He exploded inside her again with a loud, long groan. Rick relaxed, feeling completely spent.

Nancy stopped her blowjob and looked at him.

"You're not done yet, you still have to make me come again," she said sternly, rolling onto her back. Chance stepped off the bed, once again putting his cock at mouth level. This time Nancy held still while Chance thrust his dick between her lips. 

For a few seconds Rick just lay there in stunned silence. He was not sure what to do. Finally he crawled between her legs and began to lap at her clit with his tongue. He reached up and began to pinch one of Nancy's nipples. Chance once again followed his lead and tugged on the other one. When he pulled his cock out of her mouth, a moan of approval followed it. Rick pushed three fingers into Nancy. She was unbelievably wet, and it turned him on.

Nancy began to buck her hips up and down. Even with Chance's cock filling her mouth and throat Rick could hear her moaning. It went on for almost a full minute before her movements slowed and finally stopped. Rick felt her hand pulling his hair, dragging him across her body until they were face to face. She gave him a passionate kiss.

"That was fantastic," she panted, "but you could have just used a toy. I did not expect you to go down me like that. But I'm glad you did. Now I want you to watch Chance fulfill his debt to me."

Rick watched as Nancy straddled him, and Chance moved behind her. Her breasts were inches from his face. He wanted to kiss them, but he was too exhausted to lift his head.

"This is going to be way better than Skype sex," Nancy said.

Rick lay perfectly still, watching her face as Chance's cock penetrated her. She was looking right into his eyes. Rick briefly glanced at her tits, and then met her stare again. Somehow he found the energy to put his hands on her breasts. He could feel Chance's thrusts as her boobs bounced in his hands.

Rick felt his cock struggling to become erect again. It surprised him how arousing watching Nancy get fucked was. He pinched her nipples between his thumb and finger. Every sound was a turn on. The way Chance's hips slapped against Nancy's ass with every well-timed thrust. The way she groaned and the way her breath hitched as she approached yet another mind-blowing orgasm. The way Nancy talked dirty to Chance. Rick could not believe how long Chance held out. Nancy came with a string of profanity and a flush of heat in her breasts. Chance fucked her for what felt like a long time after her orgasm before groaning and unloading into her. Nancy fell to the bed beside Rick, and Chance lay beside her.

"I hate to tell you this Rick," Nancy said with a broad grin, "but you are going to have to do this until you make me come first. Then I will set you up with me and another woman. You thought this was amazing, two women would probably kill you."

"I won't complain, I promise," Rick replied.

"You did okay kid, not that you need to hear that from me," Chance added.

"He was a virgin a month ago," Nancy giggled.

Rick flushed with embarrassment. He felt ridiculed.

"Really!" exclaimed Chance, "then I am impressed. If someone like Nancy had pulled me into a threesome a month after I started having sex. Shit. It probably would have killed me. I'd have either blown my load in five seconds or just been too embarrassed to do anything. You are a natural at this."

"Thanks, I think," Rick said, feeling a little better about the virgin remark. After all, Chance had followed his lead more than once.

"As much as I want you to stick around, you need to get home," Nancy said, "But I will need your services tomorrow around 10 am. That is, if you are not incapacitated."

"You are right," Rick replied after looking at the clock.

"You might want to take a quick shower before leaving, you probably smell like a Roman orgy," she said with a smile.

When Rick emerged from the shower, he saw that Chance and Nancy had put on some clothes. It sounded like they were talking about work. Rick heard references to databases, scope creep and deadlines. Chance said something about SQL and they both burst out laughing. Rick waved to them as he headed towards the door. He wondered what would happen after he left. 



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 07



Note- Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with grammar and generally making the story better. 

*

As Rick turned onto Nancy's street his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, and saw Nancy's number on the Caller ID.

"Hi, I am almost to your house," he said.

"Great, we are out by the pool, just let yourself in and come on back," she replied.

"Not to be a buzz kill, but where is little Jack?" 

"Grandma has him for the day, what kind of mother do you think I am?" Nancy replied.

"An excellent one, I just wanted to be certain the service you wanted me for was not babysitting."

"There will be sitting alright. I will be sitting on your face. Now get your sexy little ass over here," she replied with a laugh.

"Be there in five minutes, goodbye," Rick said, blushing at her last remark. He still was not sure how he felt about being a sex object.

Rick shifted in his seat, trying to move his erection into a comfortable position. He was in Nancy's driveway before he found one. Rick stepped out of the car and began walking towards the house. He tugged on his t-shirt, trying to get it to cover his obvious erection. The front door was locked, but he had his own key. He walked through the house and looked out the window. He could see Nancy and Chance standing in the pool. Nancy was at least topless. He suspected they were both naked.

"When in Rome..."he said to himself and stripped off his clothes before opening the door and walking towards the pool. Chance glanced at him, and then turned back to Nancy. More specifically he turned back to Nancy's breasts. Nancy looked at him and kept watching him until he was at the edge of the pool.

"Where are your clothes? You think you are going to get lucky?" she asked.

"They are with yours, in the house," Rick replied.

"I hope you don't mind, but I need to go freshen up," Nancy said as she climbed out of the pool.

Rick smiled as his guess was confirmed. She was completely naked. Nancy toweled herself off and slipped on her shoes before walking back towards her house.

"I will be back in a few minutes, talk amongst yourselves," she said over her shoulder.

Rick jumped into the shallow end of the pool, feeling a little odd being naked in front of another man. Chance hauled himself out of the pool and sat on the edge like nothing special was happening. Rick hoped he looked half as calm and collected. He wondered what the correct etiquette was for conversation before a threesome.

"So what did you guys do after I left?" Rick asked, immediately wanting to take the words back.

"Not much, a little of this, a little of that. Nancy told me I would need some sleep if I was going to keep up with you today. She seems to think you are quite a stud."

"I don't know about that," Rick said, feeling his face turn red.

"You played the part well last night," Chance replied.

"Have you been up long?" Rick asked.

"Maybe an hour, Nancy got up earlier to take Jake to Grandma. We have been out here about forty five minutes just messing around," Chance said, casting his eyes to the side of the pool.

Rick followed his gaze. He saw a gym bag with sex toys spilling out of it. Setting next to the bag was the strap on dildo, a pair of handcuff, a spanker and a vibrator. There were a few other toys and a bottle of lube on the picnic table by the pool. Rick began to wonder if he had missed something, or if those were still waiting to be used.

"Do you do this a lot?" Rick asked, again regretting his attempt at conversation.

"Not really," Chance answered.

"So you are not like a swinger or anything?" Rick said, having resigned himself to asking stupid questions, well, at least until Nancy returned.

"No, I'm not a swinger. Just the occasional threesome."

"Have you ever been with two girls?" Rick inquired, noticing that Chance's cock was starting to swell as they talked about sex. Rick fidgeted, feeling a little weird about seeing Chance get hard while Nancy was not around.

"Just once, all the other times it's been with another guy. I mean a girl and another guy. I'm not sure which is better. Two girls are almost overwhelming. With another guy there is less pressure to perform and more of a chance to watch. You know, if you are in to that. I am, into watching, that is," Chance explained, looking a bit flustered. 

Rick breathed a sigh of relief. Chance seemed a bit more human and less of a perfect lady-killer. Rick tried to relax as much as possible given the circumstances.

"Nancy says you are really good with ropes," Chance said.

"Yea, I learned it for rock climbing and kayaking, and then just kept learning new ones."

"Ever think you would be using them the way you do now?" Chance asked.

"Not in a million years," Rick answered.

"That happens a lot with Nancy."

"What?" Rick asked.

"Things that you don't expect for a million years," Chance replied.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Chance replied.

"What does she want?"

"She wants us to fuck her," Chance replied.

"Any special way?" Rick asked.

"I had not really thought about it." Chance said, telling a little white lie. He and Nancy had discussed what she wanted that very morning.

"I bet you two of you have done some crazy stuff," Rick said.

"She does like to be restrained, but I don't think she brought any ropes out. We might have to be creative, you know, channel MacGyver or something." Chance explained.

Nancy hurried up the stairs and into her bedroom. She glanced out the window and saw Chance and Rick talking. Nancy stepped into her bathroom and began her cleansing ritual. She was anxious to get back to the pool and have Rick and Chance fuck her at the same time. As soon as her ritual was complete she put everything away and walked back into the bedroom. The two men were still in the pool talking. Chance was sitting on the edge of the pool and Rick was standing in front of him. Nancy stepped away from the window just long enough to retrieve a toy and a bottle of lube from her drawer of fun. She knelt in front of the window and looked at Rick and Chance again. Nancy dripped lube onto the toy, and then pressed the bottle into the small of her back. She felt the liquid flow between her ass cheeks. She set the bottle down.

On her hands and knees Nancy stared out the window. She reached back between her legs and placed the toy against her ass. The silicone felt cool and smooth against her hot, wet skin. Nancy applied a steady pressure, letting her body get used to the feeling. She looked back out the window, imagining Rick putting his hands on Chance's thighs. She felt the dildo enter her ass. In her fantasy Rick began to run his hands over Chance's chest. With that image in her mind's eye she began to slide the toy back and forth. As her body stretched to accommodate the toy Nancy sat up on her knees. She shifted her foot slightly and used her heel to hold the toy in place. As she put her hands on her own body she imagined the two men embracing and kissing. With one hand she caressed her breast. The other hand found its way between her legs. She plunged two fingers inside her dripping wet pussy. Nancy could feel her orgasm building with surprising speed. Furiously she pumped her fingers between her labia. She knew that what she was feeling with her hand and the toy were just a sample of what it would be like with Chance and Rick. Nancy was just starting to think of Rick lowering his head towards Chance's long, hard cock when her orgasm flooded over her. The mental image was gone, replaced by a tsunami of pleasure. Nancy put both her hands on the window sill to maintain her balance. Her body quivered and her muscles clenched in a delightful way. As she opened her eyes she saw Chance slide into the pool.

Nancy dutifully cleaned the toy and put both it and the lube ways before heading back out toward the pool. The two men were too involved in their conversation to hear her approach. She could hear Chance's words drift over the space between them.

"Much better now," Nancy interjected as she appeared at the side of the pool.

"Welcome back," Chance said.

"Why don't you two get out of the pool? I'm not going to suck your dicks if they get all pruned."

Chance and Rick both climbed out of the pool. Nancy walked behind Rick and grabbed his arms. Rick felt the handcuffs on his wrist and heard them closing. Chance stood right in front of him.

"Ever get a blowjob from a man?" Nancy asked.

"What? No!" Rick exclaimed, sounding a little alarmed as he watch Chance drop to his knees. Rick tried to will the erection Nancy had inspired to go away. He looked down at Chance. Rick began to sweat, he felt like he was in way over his head.

Suddenly Chance and Nancy burst out laughing. Nancy let go of his arms and he felt the handcuff's release.

"I'm sorry, "Chance said between laughs, "I had to get you back for pranking me last night. Nancy tried to stop me, but somehow I convinced her to go along."

"Don't be mad," Nancy said stifling a laugh, "I promise I will make it up to you."

"Or we can get her later," Chance said with a grin.

"I'm a little scared of what you two will dream up. I'd much rather just be punished for my misdeed," Nancy said as she slowly dropped to her knees between Rick and Chance.

"Not pruny at all," she said, taking a cock in each hand. Nancy slowly stroked up and down with both her hands. First she looked at Rick's thick hard cock, then at Chance's long erection. 

"I suppose I should do something nice for you," she said as she looked at Rick.

She put both her hands on his ass and inhaled his cock, pushing her tongue against it. When she had coated it with her saliva she pulled her head back and wrapped her breasts around it. Right away Rick began to thrust his hips back and forth.

"Slow down," she moaned, "Unless you want make a mess."

Opening her mouth wide she slowly lowered her head and let him slip between her lips. His skin had felt cool from being the pool. Nancy stopped just as her lips passed the crown of his penis. With her tongue she lavished attention on the head of his cock. Almost right away she noticed pre-cum leaking out of him. The shaft of his cock felt like an iron pipe in her hand and she stroked up and down. She let out a giggle as she thought of Rick's alarmed reaction to the thought of Chance doing exactly what she was doing now.

Men are such strange creatures, she thought to herself. It was unlikely that Rick would be able to tell the difference between her and Chance if he was blindfolded. That would be fun, she thought. Getting Chance to participate would be a considerable challenge. A loud moan from Rick snapped Nancy out of her daydream as she realized he was very close to orgasm. If her mouth had not been full of Rick's cock Nancy would have smiled. She stroked his balls with her fingers, trying to coax his cum into her mouth. She heard Rick grunt a split second before his cock began pumping streams of hot liquid down her throat. She eagerly sucked it down until there was not a drop left.

Nancy turned her attention to Chance. She began to bob her head up and down on his penis. Each time she took in a little more of his cock. Each time the head of his dick got closer to the back of her throat. Soon she had almost his entire shaft in her mouth. Nancy moved her hand down to his balls. She relaxed her throat and slid her lips down his cock until her nose pressed against his skin. When she pulled her head back she let his dick spring free. She gulped down air, and then completely swallowed his penis again. She deep throated him one more time, and then stood up. Nancy wrapped her arms around Chance's neck and pulled him down to kiss him. As soon as her lips touched his she thrust her tongue into his mouth. Nancy held him for almost a full minute, then released him and dropped back to her knees. This time she was facing Rick.

Nancy wrapped her lips around his fading erection, easily taking all of it into her mouth. She pressed her tongue against it, milking out the last few drops of his seed. Slowly she stood up, putting her hands on his head. She pulled him down to her level.

"I figure if I am going to kiss you with dick on my breath, it might as well be your dick," she moaned as she pressed her lips to his. She waited for Rick to push his tongue into her mouth, and then responded.

Rick found himself preoccupied with cumming so soon. Much to his relief, her second blowjob revived his erection. The entire time he had been watching her deep throat Chance, Rick had been thinking about what should happen next. He put his hands on her wrists and pulled her away from his face. Rick stood up straight, and then spread his legs to reduce his height. He raised Nancy's arms until her heels were almost off the ground. Rick slowly twirled her around so she was facing Chance. He moved his arms back slightly until the length of his still wet cock settle between the cheeks of her ass. His erection slipped easily between her cheeks.

Chance smiled, admiring the creative way Rick had found to restrain Nancy. He bent down and kissed her on the cheek. He nibbled on her ear, and then slowly worked his way down her jaw. As he kissed her neck his hands cupped her breasts.

"You have the sexiest breasts," Chance whispered as he gazed at them. He longed to take them in his mouth, but could not stop staring at them. Finally he closed his eyes and lowered his head. With his lips he covered the top of her left breast with feather light kisses. When his lip brushed against her swollen nipple, both he and Nancy moaned. Chance wondered if Rick was enjoying the show he was putting on. He dropped to his knees, taking as much of her tit into his mouth as he could. Chance put both his hands on Nancy's other breast, squeezing it roughly as he devoured the one in his mouth. He could feel her tits moving as her breathing quickened. Chance felt Nancy begin to swing back and forth as Rick began to slowly thrust his hips against her ass. He moved his mouth to her other breast and slid his hands down her body. As he flicked his tongue over her nipple his hands came to a rest on her thighs. Chance twisted his hands so that his fingers were on the inside of her thighs. He could feel the heat from between her legs. Chance pressed down, holding Nancy against Rick's cock.

Nancy writhed as she hung from Rick's strong grip. His hands were wrapped around her wrists, and were much more comfortable that any restraint she had worn in the past. She felt his cock sliding up and down against her ass. There was enough lubricant left from her earlier escapade that his dick glided easily between her cheeks. The tip of his dick was just below the small of her back. The feeling of Chance's mouth on her breast caused her to moan aloud again and again. His fingers were tantalizingly close to her sex. She wriggled around, trying to lower herself just enough to feel his fingers on her labia. In desperation she lifted her feet of the ground and wrapped her legs around Chance. She pulled herself down and felt Chance's hand. 

Rick felt his arms getting tired. He had been doing pretty well until Nancy took her feet off the ground, forcing him to support her entire weight. His efforts were rewarded by her squeezing the length of this throbbing erection between the cheeks of her slippery wet ass. The burning in his arms distracted him just enough to hold back his orgasm. He could see Chance sucking on her breast, but had no idea what else was going on. With his last bit of strength Rick lifted Nancy up and laid her across the picnic table. Chance grabbed her ankles and lifted them high in the air, pushing them towards Rick. He took her ankles from Chance. Rick held her dainty ankles and wrists in his hands. Rick moved his hands outward, exposing Nancy's breasts and vagina to Chance. Rick's eyes focused on her wet, swollen labia. He felt his half-hard cock ache at the sight.

Chance hesitated for a moment after Rick took Nancy's ankles from him. He watched as Nancy tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide. He knew what Nancy wanted, but it appeared Rick's attention was elsewhere. Chance chuckled to himself, then leaned forward and put his hand on Rick's quasi-stiff cock. Before Rick could react Chance placed it between Nancy's waiting lips. Rick jerked back a bit, but then relaxed and slowly filled her mouth with his dick. Satisfied that the plan was working, Chance slowly dropped to his knees and put his head between Nancy's legs. He slid two fingers inside her and slowly wiggled them. Soon Nancy's muffled moans reached his ears. Chance began to circle her clit with his tongue.

Despite the appearance of her position, Nancy found it quite comfortable. Rick held her wrists and ankles firmly, so she did not really feel the weight of her arms and legs being above her. Rick's erection was a fantastic distraction. It made her forget all about the pressure of having her head hang off the edge of the table. Her tongue was pressed against the top of his cock, which was a bit unusual. She moaned with pleasure as he began to slide his cock deeper into her mouth. The taste of Rick's pre-cum leaking out overpowered the lube that coated his dick. She moaned again when she felt Chance penetrate her with his fingers. A few seconds later she felt Chance's tongue begin to tease around her clit. Nancy held completely still, enjoying the feeling of having two men inside her. She felt Rick's cock begin to press against her tongue as it stiffened. She watched him lean forward, trying to keep it inside her mouth. She knew he was fighting a losing battle. The next time he pulled his hips back his erection popped out of her mouth and pointed almost straight up. She ran her tongue against his balls as consolation. She knew the plan was to move on at this point, but did not say anything. Rick seemed to be enjoying watching what Chance was doing, and she certainly had no complaints as Chance's tongue finally reached her clit. Just as she had asked, Chance was trying to hold her on the edge of coming. 

"I want you both," Nancy moaned.

On that cue, Chance stood up and grabbed her ankles, pulling them out of Rick's hands. He slowly lowered her legs and let them go. Rick followed his lead, lowering her arms and releasing her wrists. Nancy stood up and took both Rick and Chance by the hand. She led them over to one of the lounges by the pool. Rick noticed it was the one by the bag of sex toys. Nancy put both her hands on Chance's chest and pushed him down onto the lounge. She bent over to the bag and retrieved a condom, then knelt in front of Rick.

"You might need something to make this a little less, um, intense," she said has she rolled the condom onto Rick's full erection.

Rick smiled at her, feeling a bit relieved.

"I want both your cocks inside me," Nancy ordered as she straddled Chance.

Rick was speechless as he watched Nancy guide Chance's long hard dick into her pussy. She sank down on to him until she could go no further, then she put her hands on her ass and spread her cheeks apart. Rick put one leg on either side of the lounge as he positioned himself behind Nancy. He put his hand on his cock and guided it up against her. Rick noticed she was looking over her shoulder at him. She smiled and nodded. He slowly thrust his hips forward and he watched himself slid into Nancy. He stopped when he was about halfway in.

"More," Nancy cried.

Rick buried himself inside her. She felt incredibly tight. He felt Chance begin to move. 

Nancy reveled in the feeling of fullness. She strained to accommodate Rick's thick cock. Chance's dick seemed to take forever to slide all the way in and out of her. Both men put their hands on her breasts. Chance cupped them from below, pinching and tugging on her swollen nipples. Rick softly stroked the tops of her tits. She realized she was probably going to cum before they did. Each time Chance thrust into her he pressed against her clit. The feeling of two cocks pistoning in and out of her was overwhelming. She felt her breathing begin to quicken. Nancy gripped the side of the lounge as the first twinges of several climaxes surged through her body.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 07



"Don't stop, don't stop, please don't stop. Fuck me till you cum," she moaned.

Rick wondered if he was doing his part right. He ran his fingers over the top of Nancy's tits as his cock slid in and out of her. The feeling of Chance doing the same thing was a bit discomforting at first. When Nancy's dirty talk dissolved into moaning and grunting he forgot all about Chance. He focused entirely on Nancy. Her body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as she bucked between the two studs. There was no doubt she was having an orgasm. Rick began to think she was having more than one. Her climax was contagious, and Rick felt pressure building up. He made one final thrust and then exploded inside her. He dug his fingertips into her breasts and groaned loudly.

"And then there was one," Chance said to himself as he witnessed Nancy and Rick both in the throes of climax. He fucked Nancy's post orgasmic body with long slow strokes as his own climax built. Both Nancy and Rick were still now; he was the only one moving.

"Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Nancy whispered.

Chance did exactly what she asked. Finally he could not hold back any more and erupted inside her with a soft moan. He felt Nancy's body shift as Rick moved away from them. Chance put his arms around her and pulled her tight. He could feel her nipples dig into his chest as her breast flattened against him. Out of the corner of his eye he saw an exhausted Rick lay down on the pool deck.

"Think the neighbors heard anything?" Rick asked.

"No, I don't think they ever go outside," Nancy answered as she slowly stood up.

Nancy helped both Rick and Chance stand, and then led them into the pool house shower. She took the detachable shower wand from its holder and hosed both men off. She replaced it and stood with the water spraying onto her back. Nancy picked up the bottle of body wash and poured some on both of them.

"I want you to scrub each other," she said.

Both men looked at her.

"If there was another woman here, both of you would expect a show. What's good for the goose is good for the gander," she continued.

Both men continued to look at her with questioning expressions.

"Either you lather each other up or I am going to tell you what my real fantasy is in explicit detail," she said sternly.

Rick gingerly reached out and rubbed Chance's chest.

"See, you did not turn into a show tune loving gay man," Nancy said with a smile, "not that there is anything wrong with that."

Chance reciprocated and soon they were both covered in thick lather. Nancy watched as they awkwardly caressed each other for a few minutes then she rinsed them off.

"I think I am going to have to get another woman in here to show you two goofballs what to do," Nancy said.

"You mean that wasn't hot?" Rick asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"I went all out," Chance added.

Nancy turned off the hot water and spayed them again. They both jumped back as the cold water hit them.

"You two are rapidly becoming unworthy of my presence," Nancy warned, finally turning off the water.

As they walked back out on to the pool deck Nancy wrapped herself in a towel and stood by the pagoda. Rick and Chance hung their towels in the pool house.

"So now we are not worthy of seeing you naked? " Chance asked.

"I need a little time to recover, so I thought it best not to tempt either of you," Nancy replied.

"But we are both still naked," Rick interjected.

"Much to my disappointment I don't think there is much of a chance of you two going at it, at least not yet", Nancy said. She grimaced as she sat down on the table.

"Are you okay? Did we hurt you?" Rick asked, sounding concerned.

"I'm okay, you're a little on the wide side to do what we did. It's a good sore," Nancy replied.

"I did not know there was such a thing," Rick said.

"Are you ever sore after lifting weights?" she asked.

"Yea," Rick answered.

"It's like that. I'm not any stronger, but I had an orgasm. I figure it balances out." Nancy said with a grin.

"If you say so," Rick replied.

"So you think you will get in Courtenay's pants this time?" Nancy asked, changing the subject abruptly.

"Yea, she wants me," Rick replied.

"Who's Courtenay?' Chance inquired.

"Just the head cheerleader and Rick's first real conquest," Nancy replied, sounding like she was bragging.

"Glad to hear you are starting at the top of the food chain," Chance said.

"She might as well invite him to see her etchings," Nancy said with a laugh.

"The nineteen seventies called, they want their innuendo back," Rick replied.

"The nineteen nineties called, they want their cliché back," Nancy shot back

"Touché," Chance said," So you have any plans on what you are going to do?" Chance asked, looking at Rick.

"If you plan on fucking her in the ass, start with something smaller than your cock. I was warmed up and it was still a tight fit" Nancy said rather plainly.

Rick blushed. Hearing her talk about sex was a bit surreal. He felt his cock stir at the thought of Courtenay.

"Better change the subject, Rick's getting a boner," Nancy said, "cause I'm not doing him. Chance, you are more than welcome to."

"I think a change of subject is in order. I actually need to get going if I am going to make my flight", Chance said.

The three of them returned to the house and began to get dressed. Chance pulled a business card out of his wallet and handed it to Rick.

"If you are ever out my way, give me a call. I can't promise I will be as entertaining as Nancy, but I do know some good spots for rock climbing," he said.

"Actually, I will be out there. I have an uncle that lives there", he said waving the card, and "I'm supposed to do an internship at his company this summer."

Chance finished dressing and picked up his bag, "You have cab service out here?" he asked.

"I will take you to the airport. I might need to give you a pre- TSA pat down, just to make sure you don't have anything dangerous on you," Nancy purred.

All three of them walked out the front door. Nancy and Chance headed to her car, Rick headed to his. Rick watched as Nancy and Chance drove away. He thought about Courtenay again and a wide grin spread across his face. He pulled into the street and headed home.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 08



Special thanks to Cheer_Smartie526 for fixing my awful grammar and making some great suggestions that made the story flow better.

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The clicking noise made it real. Courtney felt the metal cuffs press into the skin on her wrists. Rick closed the handcuffs just enough to let he know they were there. She looked left and right, as if she was concerned someone would see her. That was unlikely, since they were in the garage of Rick's parent's house. She wondered if Rick could hear her pulse pounding. To her the noise was almost deafening. He might not be able to hear her excited hear heartbeat, but there was no missing her swollen nipples. Even with a shirt and bra on they jutted out noticeably. This situation was unimaginable even a month ago. Now she was sweating in the summer heat being handcuffed. Soon she would get fucked by a guy she thought for was gay for years. He slipped dark sunglasses onto her. There were pads glued to the lenses, effectively blinding her, but without the obvious blindfold. They were about to drive somewhere, and he did not want anything to attract attention.

Rick smiled as he guided Courtenay into the passenger seat of the car. It was almost exactly a month ago that he had received a late night text from her that changed everything. All it said was

911 need help right away.

He thought about ignoring it. He was with Nancy. He was Nancy's boy toy, or booty call as she liked to say. She was ten years older with a sex drive that at least matched his. She was the one that insisted that he respond to Courtney's plea. When he found out she wanted to meet at the police station he was intrigued, and hopeful that karma had finally caught up with her. At the time he thought Courtney was the perfect specimen of the bitchy head cheerleader. She was tall, sexy, and blonde with large breasts and a perfect ass. She was also arrogant, bullheaded and sometimes mean. The only thing about her that did not fit the cheerleader stereotype was her intelligence. She actually was quite smart.

Courtney sat down and felt Rick buckle her in. She heard the car door shut, and the garage door begin to open. The sound of Rick's door closing was followed by the noise of the engine coming to life. The muscles in her stomach clenched. She was certain her panties were soaked. Rick had been her savior, and now he was going to be her master. In the quiet darkness she thought about the night everything changed. 

She had been on a date with a guy from the local college. He ran a red light and the police pulled him over. The car and expired registration, no insurance and he had a warrant for some unpaid speeding tickets. With the car impounded she had nowhere to go. She managed to keep the police from calling her parents. She was in a grey area, being a few days shy of 18 classified her as a minor, but made her old enough for the police to release her on her own. Rick was the one member of the cheerleading team she thought she could intimidate into silence. If her parents found out she had snuck out with a college guy she would be grounded well past graduation. She was shocked with Rick arrived with an older woman. She had long believed Rick was gay. He was neat, thin and quiet. Too kind to be a jock, and too well dressed to be a nerd, gay was the only category in Courtenay's world he fit into. At first she thought his passenger was a transvestite, but as soon as the woman stepped out of the car, Courtney had no doubt about her femininity. She was quite attractive, and dressed in a tight leather outfit. She did not recognize the woman, but the woman recognized her. Courtney began to cry, out of concern that Rick's companion would tell her parents. What the woman said changed everything. She said "I know your secret, so I will tell you one of mine. After we take you home, Rick is going to tie me up and fuck me in the ass. I won't say anything about you as long as you won't say anything about us." 

Courtney had kept the secret, and so had they.

Rick smiled as he pulled out of the driveway. After he rescued Courtney they had actually become friends. He began to understand her behavior. For years they had butted heads on the cheerleading squad. He was the only guy, and everyone thought he was gay. Courtney did most of all. The girls routinely walked around topless around him. Tonight he would do more than just admire her tits. He was a little surprised that she wanted to be tied up. She seemed to enjoy being in charge. She was head cheerleader and senior class president. Maybe she realized that since they had graduated she would have a different role in the real world. Rick turned onto the dirt road that led to his family's cabin. It had been years since anyone lived there. The house was built in the 1920's. It had the basics, running water and electricity, nothing more.

Courtney felt the car turn off the paved road. Finding out that Rick was not gay had been quite a shock. At first she felt violated. He had seen her breasts. He had seen all of their breasts, the entire cheerleading team had routinely changed outfits in front of him. True, he had protested at first, insisting he was not gay. She did not believe him, and mocked anyone who did. For years she had the entire squad thinking he was harmless. He did hair, painted their nails, and even shaved their legs. The shock turned to something else in the car with that woman. She described in great detail what he had done to her, and what she wanted next. By the time they dropped her off and she snuck back into her room she was thoroughly aroused. She masturbated that night, thinking of Rick and his slutty older woman. Now she was hopeful some of those things would happen to her. She had finally stopped obsessing about it, but she was getting some chewing gum out of Rick's backpack and noticed the handcuffs. The sight brought it all back. She had been unable to hide her erect nipples from Rick. He could have seduced her in minutes, but chose to make her wait. Now she was on her way to be tied up, whipped and fucked for her crimes against him.

Rick looked over at his passenger. She was adapted quite well to her role as captive. Before they left he had explained the basics. She knew her safe word, and understood that she could stop everything by saying it three times. Rick had already decided he would stop after a single utterance. Since the night he had picked her up from the police station they had become a lot friendlier. Their budding friendship would be tested tonight. The temptation to get back for the years she had taunted him would be tempting. If he could stay focused on making this something she enjoyed, he knew it could be the start of something fantastic.

Courtney quietly struggled against her restraints. She could not believe how turned on she was. After Rick had taken her home that night she began to think of him differently. They began to spend time together outside of cheerleading practice, and he became a frequent star in her fantasies. They began to understand each other's faults, and appreciate each other's gifts. 

As they drove she thought back to her first date with Rick. She was not even sure it was a date. It had not gone well. Her subtle hint about wanting to hook up was answered very directly. When she asked him out he had told her quite directly not to wear panties if she wanted to fuck. She decided she wasn't going to let him take charge. She wore a pair of plain cotton underwear. As soon as he picked her up he slipped his hand under her skirt and across her ass. He said nothing about it. The evening was still fun. He took her to eat at a food truck had the most incredible Asian fusion food, followed by a wonderful independent film at the local art house theater. Seated in a dark corner, he had handcuffed her wrist to his. He caressed one of her breasts, urging her to play with the other. When she finally acquiesced to his request she quickly soaked her plain white cotton panties. After the movie he dropped her off without so much as a good night kiss. That night in her fantasy he wore the handcuffs while she imagined riding his cock to orgasm, all the time he begged her to stop. It was only after her climaxed, as she put her things away, that she noticed he had slipped a small vibrator into her purse. She was unable to resist it, and soon she was coming again. It was the first time she had climaxed twice in the same night. Both times she was thinking of Rick. Tonight she wore exactly what Rick asked for. She wore a shirt with buttons, a bra that fastened in the front, a skirt and no panties. She had no doubt that she had already soaked the seat cover in his car.

Rick pulled up next to the cottage. It was a small place with large front porch. He grabbed a bag out of the car and led Courtney up the steps. He flipped over a small table on the porch and put the overstuffed cushion onto it. Gently he lowered Courtenay on to the pad. Her torso fit neatly between the sturdy legs of the table. She squirmed nervously. 

Courtney was not sure what was going on. She knew they were outside, she was on something soft, but her head and legs hung over the side and thick posts pressed against her shoulders and hips. She felt Rick wrapping rope around her thigh. He was using a lot rope. He moved on to her other leg, then her arms. When he was done her arms and legs were tied to the thick posts.

"I can't move, "she said

"That's kind of the idea."

"So now what?" Courtenay asked.

"Anything I want, that's what." Rick replied.

"What if I don't want it?"

"You just have to take it princess, just like everybody else. Welcome to the real world."

Courtenay winced slightly at his comment, she knew it was true. Before graduation she had ruled the school. Being tied up was actually something of a relief. She lay on her back, stuck like an upended turtle, and her eyes were still covered. She felt Rick heft the table so she was sitting upright.

"Have you ever had a dick in your mouth?" he asked.

She hesitated for a moment, then answered, "Yes."

"How many, how many dicks have you sucked?"

"I dunno."

"How many?" he asked insistently

"Thirty six? Maybe Thirty seven?" she respond quietly.

"Is that including me? Because you are going to suck my dick tonight."

Courtenay grinned; she was starting to like this game. She enjoyed blowjobs, and was quite good at them. She could bring men to orgasm in a matter of minutes. She did not particularly like to swallow. She usually had them come on her tits.

"I guess with you it will be thirty eight," she replied. She half expected to hear him call her a slut, and maybe that was true. He did not, his response caught her off guard, and made her chuckle.

"You sure do have a pretty mouth," He said dryly.

In her head she heard banjo playing, and wondered if she would be squealing like a pig.

When she stopped giggling Courtenay heard the unmistakable sound of a fly being unzipped. She opened her mouth, hoping she did not appear too eager. The tip of his cock pressed against her lips, and his hand grabbed a knot of her blonde hair. Slowly his throbbing hard cock invaded her mouth. It was about average in girth, but she was surprised by its length. The shaft kept gliding over her lips until finally the tip pressed against the back of her throat. She felt him pushing her head down onto his cock. It wasn't the first time a guy had tried to force her to deep throat him. It was, however, the first time she enjoyed it. Courtenay willed her muscles to relax, and Rick's penis slipped down her throat. Finally he stopped. She felt like she had a garden hose in her mouth. He withdrew his cock from her throat and began thrusting it in and out of her mouth. She strained against the ropes that held her arms, and found it aroused her even more. He put both his hands on her head and gently pulled her hair as he fucked her mouth. Her nipples were so swollen they ached. She could taste him leaking into her mouth. Courtenay pressed her tongue against his rigid shaft. She did not want him to come one her tits like all the others. She wanted to fully satisfy him with her mouth, even if it meant she would have to spend another night with her hand between her legs, imagining it was his cock.

Rick could not look away from the sight of her lips wrapped around his dick. The skills she had acquired sucking those thirty seven dicks were quite impressive. He had fully expected to last a long time with her. He had imagined doing this a thousand times, but his hand was nothing like her mouth and throat. He expected her to fight him when he forced his penis down her throat, but she had taken all he could give her and practically begged for more. Now, as he teetered on the edge of orgasm she was pressing her warm, soft tongue against him. She had to be aware of the pre cum that was leaking from his cock. It would serve her right if he just flooded her mouth. Instead he tried to pull out. As he moved his hips back she craned her neck forward, keeping as much of his dick in her mouth as she could.

"I'm going to come," he stammered.

The words were music to Courtenay's ears. She moaned loudly in response, hoping that the vibrations would push him over the edge. Her wish was fulfilled. His cock jerked in her mouth has copious amounts of cum poured into her cheeks. She guzzled it down, sucking hard to draw out every drop. Only when she was certain he had nothing left did she unclamp her lips from his penis. She licked her lips in case anything had leaked out.

"Wow, you really know how to suck a cock," Rick said breathlessly.

"You say the sweetest things."

"That came out wrong."

"I think it came out just fine, " she replied with a giggle.

"Stop it."

"The only way to shut me up is to kiss me, unless that wonderful cock of yours is hard again, " she said.

Courtenay was shocked when she felt his lips press against hers. She thrust her tongue into his mouth. She wanted to test his determination to kiss her. None of the men she had gone down on had put up with more than a peck the lips after she sucked them off, even if they did not come in her mouth. Rick did not flinch. In fact, he reciprocated, exploring her mouth with his own tongue. Courtenay felt a tingle between her legs, she was certain there was a puddle on the floor below her.

Rick broke away from the kiss. He briefly considered ending the evening, leaving her wanting. She had unknowingly done that to him for years. He quickly realized he could not do that. He grabbed the legs of the table and slowly lowered it to the floor. Courtenay was on her back again. He reached down and began to unbutton her shirt. It fell away revealing her breasts. They were straining against her bra. Her nipples looked like they were about to pierce the silky fabric. He smiled when he noticed she had worn a bra with a front clasp, just as he had instructed. She could have worn one that was super glued shut and he would have just cut it off. Switching to plan B on their first date had been almost impossible. She had looked stunning that night in a tight, short dress. If she had worn a thong he probably would have let it slide. Her deliberate defiance could not be tolerated. He had taken great satisfaction in knowing she at least found the vibrator he put in her purse. It had a small wifi chip in it that told him when it was on. It had been on for almost ten minutes that night, and almost every night afterwards.

Courtenay felt him unfasten her bra. Her breasts tumbled out, but just slightly. She had been blessed with magnificent tits. They were large and firm. Even without the support of a bra they barely sagged. The cool evening air chilled her sweat soaked skin, and relieved some of the aching in her nipples. She felt something brush against the skin on her belly.

"Remember this?" he asked.

"Not yet, do I get a hint?"

"When you found it in my backpack you got quite excited. I thought your nipples were going to get so big they would pop your bra off."

"The whip?"

"It's called a flogger. But if you like, I will bring a whip next time," Rick replied

"No, no, I don't want you to hurt me," said insistently.

"You say that now, but I bet you are begging me to hit you harder in just a bit," Rick growled.

He swished the flogger across her breasts. When the leather tendrils landed on her nipples she let out a squeal of delight. She felt him flip her skirt onto her stomach and begin to drag the flogger across her sex.

"I'd have taken care of that for you, no need to go to somewhere," he said, looking at her bare pussy.

"I'm sure you would have. In fact you probably would have gotten off to ripping the wax off and hearing me scream," she replied.

"I would have done something to distract you, something like this," he said.

Courtenay felt the flogger gently stroke her swollen labia, and a moan escaped her lips. He did it again, this time from above so it hit her clitoris. It was blissful torture. She wondered if he would be able to get it up again. It was her experience that some guys never recovered from her blowjobs. The tendrils were back on her breasts, swirling around her nipples, taunting them.

"Please, please," she pleaded softly, "touch me."

Rick grinned. This was going so much better than he expected. She actually seemed to be enjoying what he was doing to her. He half expected her just to endure it out of guilt. He no longer felt the need to exact vengeance upon her. Instead he wanted to drive her to a level of pleasure he had never imagined. He reached down and removed the glasses from her face, and she blinked in the moonlight. He wanted her to see what was happening. As flicked the flogger against her left breasts, he bent over and put his lips on her right breasts. His mouth encircled her nipple and he inhaled deeply, drawing air across her swollen flesh. When she moaned in response he brushed his tongue against with the lightest touch he could manage. Her chest surged forward, seeking more contact. He ducked away from her, and repeated the process several times.

"You fucker, you better have a hard on to fuck me soon. That little plastic toy you left me just is not going to do it tonight, 'she hissed.

Courtenay heard the flogger hit the porch. She watched as Rick crouched down between her legs. She heard a ripping sound, followed by the noise of a condom being unrolled. She had not asked him to wear one. She said nothing, hoping it would make him last longer than he had in her mouth. He reached out and put his hands on her breasts, squeezing them firmly. It felt fantastic. She tried to thrust her hips towards him, but the ropes did not budge. She finally took the time to look at her bindings. The consisted of thick cotton rope wound around her thighs and arms, finished with elaborate knots. Additional knots held her to the thick table legs. It actually looked quite elegant. Her admiration for Rick's handiwork was interrupted in the best possible way. She felt the head of his cock spreading the lips of her dripping wet cunt.

"Is this what you were hoping for?" He asked.

"Yes, give it to me, give it all to me!" she screamed.

"Are you sure about that?"

"I want your cock inside me more than you can possibly imagine," Courtenay moaned.

"How? On your back? Maybe I should turn the table over and fuck you doggie style while you hang from your bindings."

"Fuck me any way you want, just fuck me," replied, almost begging.

"Be careful what you wish for, "he admonished.

Rick tightened his grip on her breasts, bringing his fingers together and pinching her nipples between them. She cried out in ecstasy. Then he plunged into her. In one powerful thrust he buried the length of his cock into her warm, wet body. He put his hand on the floor above her shoulders, supporting most of his weight. He hovered above her so that his chest brushed against her nipples as he rammed his cock into her over and over. Every thrust pressed against her clit. Each time he withdrew until the tip of his cock until it just barely touched her. He reveled in the feeling of penetrating her. He looked down at her. The sight of her firm breasts jiggling from each stroke aroused him even further. The image of her swollen labia engulfing his cock pushed him to the brink. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 08



Courtenay broke the kiss with Rick to scream. A climax like she had never felt before was surging through her body. She was glad to be restrained, if not she would be flailing about. As the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed Rick withdrew from her.

"Did. did.did you come?" She gasped.

"No, I'm saving myself."

"For what?" she asked.

"You will find out soon enough. Think you have another one in you?"

"Maybe, you are the only man that has made me come twice."

"Twice, already?"Rick replied, sounding somewhat surprised.

"No, the night after the movie. I thought of you and fingered myself till I came. Then I found your little present. It would have been rude not to use it, and I thought of you again," she answered.

"Well, that sounds like a challenge."

Rick reached and picked up the flogger. He dangled the strands of the flogger over her breasts, and then gently began to strike her with it. She gasped in response.

"Harder," she whispered.

"I don't want to hurt you," he taunted in reply.

"Harder!" she yelled.

Rick swung the flogger quickly and the sound of leather on flesh filled his ears. 

"That's it, that's it, don't stop!"

Her breasts began to turn red as a result of the repeated blows. When he had covered every inch of her ample tits he dropped the flogger to the floor. He began to lash her again, this time with his tongue. The feeling of her warm flesh against his lips drove him mad with desire. He buried his face in her cleavage.

The flogger had made her breasts extraordinarily sensitive, and Rick's lips were driving her wild. She watched as he moved closer and closer to her dark pink nipples. His fingertips brushed against her other breast. His lips closed around one swollen nipple and his fingers pinched the other. Courtenay watched with great anticipation as Rick made a trail of kisses starting between her breasts and slowly working his way down her body. Soon his head was buried between her legs. She felt his tongue tracing the outline of her pussy, the circling around her clit. A breeze cooled her tingling breasts and stiffened her nipples even more. She felt his fingers slip inside her and she knew he was well on his way making her come again. She felt a gentle pressure against her ass, and the familiar sensation of a vibrator. Overwhelmed by pleasure, she was unable to form the words to object as Rick slipped the toy into her ass.

Rick lapped at Courtenay's silky soft skin. It felt like his tongue was melting into her warm wet flesh. Her admission that she had fantasized about him not once, but twice thrilled him. That she had climaxed both times turned him on even more. He was determined to beat is fantasy alter ego. He plunged his fingers into her, focusing his mouth on her clit. Her skirt was a blessing and a curse. It blocked the view of her fantastic breasts. It also forced him to focus on the space between her legs. He had been joking when said he would have been willing to take on the task of her bikini wax. Now with his face against her smooth, hairless skin he wondered what it would be like. Her pussy began to contract around his fingers. He lapped her clit a few more time and then she cried out. A gush of wetness confirmed her second orgasm of the night. She moaned as he withdrew the toy from her.

"Kiss me," Courtenay insisted

"Really?" Rick asked, surprised by her request.

"I kissed you after you came in my mouth, it's only right you do the same."

Rick crawled up her body, planting kisses all the way. He took each of her nipples in his mouth before finally pressing his lips to hers. As before, she thrust her tongue into his mouth, and he reciprocated.

"That's not so bad," she said.

""It's not bad at all, it's brilliant," he replied.

"What other terrible things are you going to do to me?" she asked.

Courtenay watched and Rick kneeled between her legs again. She felt his cock probing her pussy.

"That's not terrible, I like that." she said coyly

"I know," he replied.

She felt his cock slide down the length of her cunt, and keep going. He gently pressed against her ass. Already stretched out by the toy, she relaxed as he penetrated her in an entirely new way. This was something she had not even fantasized about. His cock felt much wider than it had in her mouth or her pussy. She enjoyed the feeling of fullness. Courtenay realized Rick was looking right at her. Earlier he had divided his gaze between her face, her tits and her pussy. Now he stare did not waiver. She squeezed her buttocks together, tight against the shaft of his penis.

"Is this how you want to come?" she asked quietly

He nodded in response.

"If you had asked to do this, I would have said no. I'm glad you caught me in a moment of weakness. Your cock feels fantastic," she groaned.

Rick just smiled. He was clearly enjoying himself.

"I wish I could play with my tits for you. You would like that, wouldn't you?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

Rick nodded again. He pressed on of his hands against the bottom of her breast, pushing it towards her face. She ducked her head down and flicked her tongue against her own nipple. A chill ran down her spine.

"Clever girl," Rick whispered.

The sight of her licking her own breast combined with her tight ass was almost too much. He slowed down, savoring the sight in front of him. She returned his stare, pulling her lips always from her tit. Rick put one hand between her legs.

"Don't," she requested, "just fuck me."

Rick let go of her breast, putting both his hands on her thighs. He slowly thrust his hips back and forth.

""You're close, aren't you?" she asked, staring at him intently.

Rick nodded in response.

"I want to see your face when you come," she whispered breathlessly. She smiled at him and squeezed him tightly with her ass.

"Your cock feels so good. I've never let a guy do this, you are my first," she said, her voice dripping with sensuality," I bet you have done this before. I bet your girlfriend lets you do this to her."

Rick bit his lip. Courtenay talking dirty was unexpected and very arousing.

"I bet she is fucking hot in bed. Maybe next time she can join us, I'd love to watch you fuck her brains out," she said quietly.

Rick nodded again. He was trying to last just a little longer, but hearing her voice was not helping. He closed his eyes, thinking that maybe it would help if he did not see her. She apparently had no intention of helping him last.   

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she screamed, "I want to feel you come inside me!"

Her filthy talk pushed him over the edge, and his orgasm surged through his body. He pushed his cock all the way into her has he emptied his load. When his penis finally stopped jerking he slowly pulled out. He pulled off the condom and tossed it aside.

"So now what?"She asked.

"Now this," Rick replied, tugging on of the ropes. The knot fell apart, freeing her arm. In less than a minute her remaining arm was free, and he had started to unwind the bindings on her legs. It took less time than she expected, and in less than five minutes she was completely free.

"There's a shower inside if you want to clean up, the house is not locked," he told her.

"Will you join me?"She inquired.

"I will if you ask nicely." Rick answered.

"Would you please join me in the shower?" she asked.

Courtenay followed Rick into the house, shedding her remaining clothes. The shower was what she expected, a large claw foot tub with a curtain hanging around it. Rick adjusted the water and held the curtain open for her.

"After you, "he said, sweeping hand towards the running water. Courtenay seized the bar of soap and began to lather up Rick's body. Even at practice he had always worn his loose fitting outfit, so this was her first opportunity to see his body. It was spectacular. She lathered up his chest and shoulders, probing his muscles with her fingertips. She pressed her body against his, spreading the later all over both of them. Rick took the soap from her and began to lather her back. Hot, soothing water from the shower cascaded over them. Her breasts still stung slightly from the flogger, but she did not mind. Rick's hands gently caressed her back, covering her with lather from her shoulders to her ass.

"Thirty eight blowjoys, eh," Rick said with a grin, "I guess you have been at this for a while."

"Actually, no. I didn't start having sex until I turned 18 last fall. "

"You certainly made up for lost time."

"I still am, "she replied, stroking his partial erection.

"So how many times have you had sex?"

"Just four, well five now. Until tonight nobody was worth repeating. What about you, are you making up for lost time?" Rick asked

"I guess so," she replied.

"Think you can make up some more tonight?" she said with a smile.

"Yes, yes I can." Rick answered cheerfully.

She twirled about, rinsing the lather off, and then stepped back. The full force of the shower hit Rick, and soon he was clean as well. After she dried off Courtenay started to wrap the towel around her body, but the stopped. She handed the towel to Rick.

"I don't think I will need that anymore," she giggled.

Rick hung both the towels on the rack and led her out of the room. The walked into the living room, which was only lit by the full moon shining in through the windows.

"Is that what I think it is?" Courtenay asked, pointing at the floor.

"Yes, a real bearskin rug." he answered.

Courtenay bent over and rubbed her hand against it.

"It's so soft. Lay down on it, I want to give you a back rub." she said

"That's an offer I can't refuse," Rick replied, dropping to his knees and then stretching out on the rug.

He felt Courtenay straddled his thighs. The moment she touched him his erection began to grow. He raised his hips slightly and allowed it to straighten. She put her hands on his ass. Her thumbs rested between his cheeks and her fingertips pressed into his flesh. She pushed her thumbs down so they pointed towards the floor and she kneaded his ass with her hands.

Slowly she began to work her way up his body. Her thumbs dug into the muscle along his spine and her fingers pressed into his back. Soon she was sitting on the small of his back massaging his shoulders. He could feel the wet heat from between her legs.

She scooted back and pressed her hips into his thighs. Rick felt Courtenay's breasts brush against his ass, then gradually slide up his back until they were pressed against his head. He moaned with pleasure. That seemed to encourage her, and she continued to rub her tits against him. Sometimes he felt only her swollen nipples against his skin. Other times she pressed her full breast against him.

"Tell me about your girlfriend," she whispered in his ear.

"She's not my girlfriend."

"But you are fucking her, right?" Courtenay inquired.

"Yes. That's all she wants. She said he likes to date men her own age. She just wants me for sex because I can get it up more than once," Rick answered.

"I can see why. I bet she's pretty good. Do you wish she was here?" Courtenay asked.

"Yes, having both of you here would be amazing," Rick replied.

"I was thinking instead of me, but I like your idea more. Tell me what she looks like naked." she said.

"She had smooth skin. She's not tan like you, her skin is much lighter. She's in really good shape." Rick replied.

"Does she have nice breasts?" Courtenay asked.

"Her tits are fantastic. They are not as firm as yours, but are about the same size. Her nipples are smaller and darker. I would love to be squeezed between the two of you."

"Is...Is..., Courtenay asked, seems to gasp as she talked, "she shaved?"

"Mostly, not all the way like you. She has a small strip right above her pussy," Rick replied.

"Say pussy again,' she demanded.

"Pussy," Rick responded.

Rick heard Courtenay let out a long sigh.

"Are you playing with yourself?" he asked.

"Yea, I wanted to see if I could come while thinking of sharing you with another woman," she replied slightly out of breath.

"And?"

"I can," she answered proudly.

"You want to get an idea what it is like?" Rick inquired.

"How?" she responded.

"I want you to 69 me, it's kind of like a threesome. Imagine you are giving one guy a blowjob while the other goes down on you. Or if you brought that toy with you I can fuck you with it while you suck on my cock."

"Don't move." she said sternly, and she sprinted out of the room.

She returned less than a minute later with her purse. She reached in and produced the vibrator, handing it to Rick. 

"Start with your mouth. I will pinch your leg when I want you to start fucking me, "she said as she straddled him. 

She looked back at him," If you can keep from coming in my mouth, I'm going to ride you while you watch me play with my tits."

Rick felt her breasts press against him and her mouth engulf his throbbing erection. Her filthy talk had given him a full erection. She made loud slurping sounds as she slid her lips up and down his cock. He put both his hands on her ass and pressed his mouth against her sex.

It had probably been a few minutes when she pinched him, but to Rick it seemed like seconds. He picked up the toy slid it into her pussy. She moaned with pleasure as he slowly moved the toy back and forth. He began unconsciously thrusting his penis past her lips. She stopped moving, letting Rick fuck her mouth. He strained to keep from climaxing. Her offer of being on top was too good to let pass.

Abruptly she sat up, "I want a real cock, and I want it now."

She pivoted around, seizing his cock. Rick handed her a condom, and she set it on the tip of his cock. The she bent over and unrolled with her mouth. Courtenay slid her lips off his cock and guided it between her legs. Just as she promised, she began to ride him. She grasped her breasts, tweaking her nipples and moaning loudly. Rick lay still, enjoying the experience. Courtney put her hands behind her, leaning back so Rick could see the way her sex wrapped around his cock. She rocked her hips back and forth, driving him in and out of her. She lunged forward, pressing her tits against his chest, pinning his wrists with her hands.

"Now fuck me, fuck me till we both come!" she yelled.

Rick began thrusting his hips against her hard and fast. The sound of their flesh slapping together filled the air. With each thrust he filled her completely.

"Don't stop, don't stop, harder, harder harder harder, "she pleaded.

Rick did everything he could to accommodate her, planting his feet and lifting his thighs off the floor. He swore her nipples were so stiff they were piercing skin. Suddenly Courtenay pressed her lips to his. Her kiss was intoxicating, and it triggered his orgasm. His penis jerked and spasm until he was completely drained.

Courtenay lay down next to him, running her fingers through the hair on his chest.

"Think you caught up? "She asked.

"You tell me," Rick replied.

"Nope, I pulled ahead at the last minute. I think it was the kiss that set me off," she bragged.

"I know it was the kiss that did it for me." Rick said.

"I had no idea you were in such good shape. If I knew this was under your outfit, I might have fucked you even if I did think you were gay."

"But then we would not have been besties, "he replied with a smile.

"And I would have missed out on my first grudge fuck."

"It started out that way, but that's not how it ended up," Rick replied, sounding sincere.

"Are you going to fuck the rest of them now?" Courtenay asked.

"You think I can?" he replied.

"With this body, yes. Well, not Helga, she really is gay. But I heard her girlfriend is bi, so maybe it could turn into a threesome."

"Did she tell you?' Rick said.

"No, I walked in on them once in the dressing room before practice. They acted like they did not hear me, but I think they knew I was there. I think they liked it. If you do end up with them, I want to watch." Courtenay giggled.

"I had no idea you were this twisted." Rick said.

"You have been full of surprises as well, three of them to be exact. I can't believe I had four orgasms in one night. Everyone is going to be jealous."

"You can't tell anyone about this, remember the whole sworn to secrecy thing?" Rick reminded her.

"There's no way I can keep this a secret! Hmm, could I tell just one person?" she begged.

"Who?" said Rick?

"Lynn," she said.

"Are you kidding me, the honor role student?"

"She has her own secrets."

"What do you mean?" Rick asked.

"You will have to ask her yourself," Courtenay answered.

"Okay, you can tell her. But you have to admit to her you are a cum guzzling slut that takes it in the ass and licks her own tits."

"To Lynn, that is pretty much bragging. I'm okay with it."

"Deal," Rick said.

"There is one thing you should know if you plan on bedding the rest of the cheerleaders. Stick to the ones that are 18. If you get caught with someone underage they will lock you up and throw away the key."

"Really?" Rick asked.

"That's one of the reason I didn't get laid until I turned 18. As soon as guys found out I was a minor, they would have nothing to do with me. If you had anything resembling a social life you would know that."

"What about the guys that were not 18?"

"They just did not turn me on the way older guys did, I'm just weird that way," she replied.

"And a lot of other ways. Now get dressed, it's time to go home, " Rick said.

Rick dressed quickly and watched Courtenay as she put her clothes on. He gathered up the blindfold and restratints.

"We won't be needing these for the drive home," he said.

Soon they were both in the car and Rick was pulling away from the cabin. He looked at Courtenay and smiled. It was going to be a wonderful summer.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 09



As usual thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526. Please leave comments/feedback/suggestions. I prefer constructive criticism, but if you think it was bad, let me know. 




Rick picked up his bag and started to walk out of the gym. Despite the fact school was out for the summer, the cheer team was still practicing. They had one more competition, after that they would be done. The rest of the team was leaving as well.

Lynn watched Rick walk towards the door. She still could not believe the story Courtenay had told her. Quiet Rick was a sex machine. Geeky Rick was a stud in the sack. If anyone knew not to judge a book by its cover, she should. She had been putting notches in her bedpost for months, racking up one sexual conquest after another, and everyone still thought of her as an uptight honor student. She slipped her hand into her gym bag. Her fingers curled around the ball gag, and she felt the muscles in her belly tighten. She began to walk towards Rick.

"Come with me, I've got something to show you." Lynn said.

Rick turned around and looked at Lynn. If she had bigger tits she would just look just like Lindsay Lohan. Unlike Lindsay Lohan, Lynn was the perfect student. Almost to the point of being an overachiever. Rick followed her as she turned down a dark hallway.

"This is a dead end, the rest of the school is locked down," Rick said. 
"Oh, don't be so sure," Lynn replied, producing a stack of proximity cards similar to the ones the school staff used. 
"Holy shit, did you steal all those?" 
"Of course not, "she said innocently, 'I bought them. Then I cloned the card for the principal, the school cop and two janitors. Which one do you think would seem the least suspicious? "
"Principal?" Rick suggested. 
"No, he might actually see the report on badge access, and he would know if he had been here. Same for the cop. I'm betting at least one janitor is here today. Let's go with that," she said as she swiped the card over the sensor. The door clicked and she pushed it open. Rick followed her through. She quickly navigated the hallways and soon they were standing in front of the nurse's office. 
"So this is my secret, I'm not quite as good as everyone thinks I am," Lynn said proudly as pushed the door open. 
"So I guess Courtenay told you..."
"Yes she did," Lynn interrupted," In hindsight I should have guessed most of it. I knew you were in shape; you never seemed to have trouble tossing any of us around. And more than once I saw you looking up the skirt of whatever cheerleader was standing on your shoulders. I was a bit surprised to hear how good you are in the sack."
"Well, I'm glad you were a little surprised," Rick replied. 
"I've only got Courtenay's word on that, you still have to prove yourself to me, "she said as she took Rick's bag from him. Rick watched as Lynn searched through his bag. 
"I guess you were not expecting a hook up today, that's okay, I brought enough to share," Lynn said has she dropped his bag and opened her own. Lynn pulled out four leather cuffs, each pair joined by a thick rope. Then she pulled out a riding crop. Finally she pulled out a ball gag. 
"We can't make a lot of noise, just in case the janitor is actually here. Do I need to put this on you?" she said, dangling the gag in front of Rick's face. 
"I think I can behave myself," Rick replied. 
"Well, just in case," Lynn said has she fastened it loosely around his neck, "I'd like to keep it handy. Now take off your clothes."

Rick quickly removed his shirt and pants. His erection was already tenting his underwear. He looked over at Lynn. She had stripped down to a lacy black bra and matching thong. When she noticed she had stopped undressing she picked up the riding crop and pressed it to his cheek. 
"I want you completely naked, do I already need to start punishing you?" she asked with a naughty grin. 
"No, no," Rick answered, quickly sliding his underwear to the floor and pulling his socks off. 
"Much better."

Lynn slowly circled him, her eyes covering every inch of his body. The tip of the riding crop slid along his skin. Occasionally he would feel it poke into his flesh.

"Courtenay says you can get it up really fast after you come." Lynn said as she got on her knees in front of him, looking hungrily at his cock," Let's find out how true that is."

Rick let out a surprised gasp as Lynn grabbed his dick and guided it into her mouth. She attacked it with her tongue and fully engulfed it. She held the riding crop in her other hand, rubbing the tip on Rick's chest. She slipped his cock out of her mouth and began to stroke it with her hand.

Lynn reveled in Rick's shocked expression. His surprised gasp made her nipples even harder. She liked the way his cock felt in her mouth. She had taken bigger, but did not think of herself as a size queen. She knew deep throating him would not be much of a challenge. Courtenay had told her Rick could get it up pretty quickly after he came, and she intended to find out just how quickly. She raised her head and let his dick slip from between her lips.

"I want you to come in my mouth," she said, and then plunged her head back down, once again taking him in. Her hand pumped up and down furiously as she ran her lips and tongue over the sensitive skin between the shaft and head of his penis. The riding crop tapped on his nipple like a metronome. Rick could not take his eyes off the sight of the honor student that was giving him head. Even though she was not naked yet, she was still very arousing to look at. Rick felt his cock slide down her throat as she took him in completely. 

She took her mouth off his cock and gasped for air, continuing to stroke it with her hand. His dick was drenched with her saliva. 
"Are you ready to come in my mouth, I want every last drop you can give me. Then I want you to suck on my tits until you are hard again," she panted before inhaling his throbbing erection once again.

Rick put his hand on her head, pushing it down onto his cock. He could feel his orgasm barreling down on him like a runaway freight train. He strained to hold it back so he could enjoy the blowjob just a little longer. 
"I'm going to come," Rick said through gritted teeth.

His admission only seemed to encourage her. Her tongue lashed at him with renewed vigor and he exploded into her mouth. True to her words, she sucked down every bit that spurted into her mouth. Only when his penis began to soften did she release it from between her lips.

Lynn stood up. She put both her hands on Rick's head and pulled him down. She pressed her lips to his and slid her tongue into his mouth, the released him. He did not pull away from her kiss. She continued to explore his mouth with her tongue. Her hands pressed against his chest, and her fingers ran through his chest hair. She felt his nipples. They were small but firm. Lynn felt heat building up between her legs. She slide one hand down his body and grabbed his penis. It was firm, but not hard enough to fuck yet. She decided he would just have to entertain her until his erection returned.


"Get up on the exam table. I want you on your knees with your hands behind your back," Lynn said. Rick complied, and felt her putting the restraints on his wrists and ankles. She walked in front of him and removed her bra. The first thing Rick noticed was she had her nipples were pierced. Hanging from each swollen pink bud was a small silver ring. He could not take his eyes off them. He had seen her topless before, but this was new.

"You like? "She asked. "I usually don't wear them to practice; it gets me too turned on. I've had an orgasm from jogging with them in. I want to see if you are as talented as my sports bra."

Lynn took a moment to look at Rick. He fidgeted awkwardly in the restraints. Clearly he was not used to being in submissive position. Lynn smiled to herself, she would set to it that he enjoyed himself. He seemed intrigued by her breasts, and she was more than willing to satisfy his curiously.

Lynn climbed onto a small step, putting her breasts level with Rick's mouth. She put her hands on his head again and pulled him towards her. He pressed his lips on the skin between her breasts. Rick kissed her again and again, slowly moving towards her left breast. Out of the corner of his eye he saw her hand on her right breast. Rick went all the way around her breast with his lips. He was making a trail of kisses the slowly spiraled inward. Occasionally he would stop and blow across her damp skin, raising goose bumps. When his lips arrived it her nipple he gently pressed his tongue against it. The flesh was hard and hot. He took it in his mouth and tugged on the ring with his teeth. When she began to moan, Rick quickly moved his mouth to her other breast. He pinched her nipple between his lips and tapped the ring from side to side with his tongue.

Lynn gasped sharply and her body shuddered. A low moan escaped from her lips and she slowly relaxed her grip on Rick's head.

"Much better than a sports bra," she whispered.


Lynn turned around and bent over, digging through her bag again. Rick could see that her thong was quite wet. Her ass was small and muscular.

"I heard," she said as she stood up, "that you like anal sex."
In her left hand was a small vibrator with a flared base. In her right hand was a bottle of lube. Rick was stunned, and it must have showed in his face. Lynn began to laugh. 
"Is that true?" she asked, walking around the exam table. 
"Is that what Courtenay said?" Rick replied. 
"That's what she said, so do you like it?" Lynn answered from behind him. 
"Yes. Fucking Courtenay in the ass was awesome."
"Well, "Lynn said as she finished walking around the table, "It's going to be a little different with me."
Rick swallowed hard, wondering exactly what she had in mind. He looked at the contents of her hands again. 
"The difference is," she said,' I've done it before, so you don't have to go quite so slow."
Rick breathed a sigh of relief, and Lynn let out another laugh. 
"Silly boy, did you think you were going to be the catcher this time? I have to admit, the idea is intriguing, but I'm not dressed for it today. Now lie down on your back..."

Rick awkwardly lay on his side, then rolled onto his back. The restraints made the maneuver difficult. The rope between the cuffs was long enough that he could have his hands at his sides. The thick rope pressed into the small of his back. 

"I hope you don't mind," she said has she rolled a condom onto his cock, "but Courtenay is a bit of a slut, I don't know where she has been. Who knows what she gave you. You dick might fall off next week."

Rick eyes opened wide. He had not even considered what Lynn was saying.

"Relax, I'm kidding. Courtenay is very careful, "Lynn said with a smile," plus I am much more of a slut that she will ever be."

Lynn climbed on top of him. Rick noticed her thong was gone and she was naked. Both her hands were behind her back, and he heard the faint buzz of the vibrator. 
"I thought about doing this before practice, but doing it in front of you is a little more exciting,' Lynn said. Her voice changed a bit as she pushed the toy inside herself.

Lynn felt a shiver travel up her spin as she penetrated herself with the vibrator. She put the hand holding the riding crop on Rick's chest to steady her as she slid the toy in and out. The toy was not quite as big as Rick's cock, so she would have to stretch even more to accommodate him, a thought that thrilled her. She lowered herself slightly, pressing her wet labia against the length of his erection. Lynn wondered what it would be like to fuck him the vibrator still in her ass. She wondered what it would feel like to Rick. Lynn felt the muscles in her vagina spasm, begging to feel the cock that was so close. Lynn withdrew the toy and gently tossed into her bag. It was time to fuck Rick. 

Rick felt Lynn's hand on his cock. She was guiding it between her legs. In her other hand she held the riding crop. He was glad he was wearing the condom; just the sight of her straddling him with his dick barely penetrating her sex had pushed him to the edge or orgasm.

"Don't disappoint me,' she said, tapping the riding crop against his cheek. She slowly lowered herself onto him. Even through the layer of latex she felt incredible. The leather pressed into his cheek helped him back away from the edge. Rick closed his eyes, trying to think of something beside sex.

"That's cheating," Lynn said, tapping him with the crop a little harder,' I want you to look at me while I am fucking you."

Lynn leaned forward, pressing her breast into his mouth. Rick flicked his tongue against the loop and closed his lips around her nipple. He focused all his attention on what his mouth was doing, trying to ignore the feeling of her hot pussy around his cock.

"Don't wear yourself out," Lynn warned, "I have plenty of things to keep your mouth busy."

She put her free hand on the back of his head, pulling his hair and pushing him against her firm tit. Rick strained against the cuffs on his wrists. He wanted to grab her tight little ass and hold it still. He wanted to pound her pussy with his cock, but right now he had to surrender to her desires. She put her other breast against his lips, and he started over.

First he gripped the metal ring in his teeth and pulled on it gently. Then he swirled his tongue around her erect nipple. Finally he pressed his lips to her skin and began to suck her tit into his mouth. Compared to Nancy or Courtenay, Lynn's breasts were slightly smaller and firmer. The word that came to mind was perky. Rick felt her sinking further down onto his cock. Lynn's legs were at some impossible angle, and her clit pressed into the wedge between the shaft of his dick and the rest of his body. He felt her arms under him; she was gripping him by the shoulder blades. Rick held still has Lynn held her body against his, sliding up and down. She began to move faster. Lynn was bouncing up and down. Her breasts slapped against his chest as she pounded herself against him. Her breathing was quick and shallow. She moaned quietly. Finally she stopped moving and Rick felt her vagina grip him tightly.


Lynn felt muscles all over her body begin to burn from excursion. The lure of her orgasm kept her going. Each time she plunged down onto Rick's throbbing cock she inch closer to her climax. Each time Rick struggled against his restraints he moved her a bit closer. She could feel it building from her toes to her scalp. She pushed herself down on him as far as she possibly could; she enjoyed the feeling of him filling her. She was so wet there was almost no friction between them, just the feeling of her body stretching around his. When she finally came it was like a dam burst. Lynn collapsed onto Rick. Her pussy tightened around his cock. She buried her face against his shoulder, inhaling he scent. A feeling of euphoria spread throughout her body in waves, first building to a crescendo. Slowly the waves faded and she found herself lying motionless on top of him. She felt drunk.

Lynn slipped her arms out from under him and grabbed his head. She pressed her lips to his in a long kiss. She was intoxicating. Her kiss almost tasted like she had been drinking.

"Notice anything?" she giggled. 
"Yes, what is that?"
"Nobody knows. I even got into a clinical sex study at the university to figure it out. They said after I have an orgasm there is something in my breath that has not been able to identify. I don't know what it is either, but I like it."
"Me too," Rick replied. 
"Well, there is only one way to get more," she said, bringing her legs back alongside him.

Slowly she crawled up Rick, passing her body past his lips. He kissed her on the neck, the shoulders. She pressed his face into her cleavage. Rick kissed her on the ribs, then on the belly. Finally she pressed her slick vagina against his mouth. He strained against the cuffs again, wanting to touch her. Then Rick ran began to explore her sex with his tongue. She was smooth and hot and wet. He craned his head forward, pressing his lips against her body. She put her hands on his head and moaned. Rick did not know what it was that he tasted on her breath after she came, but he knew he wanted more of it. First he wrapped his lips around her clit. When she squirmed away from him he buried his tongue inside her. He looked up at her firm, round breasts as she writhed on top of him. The little silver loops sparked in the light. He could see that she was staring at him.

"Yes, yes yes," she moaned,' "Keep doing that. Don't stop."

Rick could feel her getting hotter and wetter. His jaw ached, but he did not even consider stopping. Her hands relaxed as her climax overwhelmed her. She collapsed on top of him, moaning softly. Lynn held his face in her hands, the kissed him again. It was there, whatever it was, it was there. It was almost ethereal.

"Now I want you to get up on your knees again," Lynn said as she slipped over the exam bed. Rick rolled onto his side, and tucked his legs up, the clumsily laid face down on the bed. With his hands and legs tied, it was a precarious maneuver. Slowly he straightened up. He felt Lynn remove the cuffs on his wrists. She kissed him on the check and then whispered in his ear.

"I'm ready for you to fuck me in the ass," she said, smearing his sheathed cock with lube.

Rick watched in silence as she got on the bed in front of him on her hands and knees He shook his now free arms, and then put one hand on her hip. He gripped his cock in the other guiding it between her cheeks. 
"You ready?' he asked. 
"Yes, you hold still," she replied.

Rick watched as she pressed back against him and his cock slowly vanished from sight. She felt incredibly tight. She rocked forward, then back again. Lynn moaned as she moved back and forth... Rick closed his eyes; the sight of her was too much of a turn on. In his head he heard her call him a cheater. 

It took all of her remaining strength to push back against Rick. Lynn had not expected to mind blowing orgasms to happen so quickly. Despite being exhausted she wanted to feel Rick inside her this way. She loved the feeling of her body adjusting to Rick's girth. It was a very satisfying stretch, like taboo type of yoga. Much to her surprise she felt another orgasm building deep inside her. She wanted Rick to fuck her hard.


"I don't care when you come, but you better stay hard until I am done with you," she said between moans.
Rick reached forward, cupping her tits in his hands. He focused on her, not on the way she made him feel. He gently caressed her breasts as she moved back and forth. He pinched the rings between his fingers and tugged on her nipples. 
"Okay," she said, "I'm ready for you to start fucking me hard."
Rick moved his hands back onto her hips. She had stopped with most of his cock still inside. He slowly drew his hips back and the thrust them forward. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Lynn grunted approvingly. Rick did it again. 
"Yes, yes yes, Lynn moaned, her voice wavering on each thrust. "Fuck me hard, fuck me hard! Don't stop! You cock feels so good. I want it, I want it. I want it all."

Rick could feel his own orgasm building. He dared not stop. He did not want to disappoint Lynn. Over and over he rammed his cock into her until finally he could not hold back any more. His climax surged through him. Rick stared at Lynn's ass, hoping the sight of it would keep him hard long enough to satisfy her. The view of her on her hands and knees was arousing. Rick allowed himself to take in all the sights he had been avoiding. He looked her tight ass around his cock. He watched her tits bounce each time his hips slapped against her ass. He listened to her ragged breathing and quiet moaning. Rick reached around with his hand and stroked her clit. She responded with a loud moan. He did it again and he felt her clench down on his cock.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 09



"Oh, oh, oh ahhhh," she cried out as she climaxed. Her arms and legs buckled and she collapsed onto her stomach. Rick lay beside her. He kissed her on the lips, slowly drawing her breath into his mouth. It almost tasted like liqueur. For a few minutes they stayed on the exam bed, listening to each other breath.

"You are one naughty honor role student," Rick said with a smile. 
"For a guy everyone thought was gay, you sure know how to fuck," Lynn giggled in response. 
"Too bad it took so long for you to find out."
"We should go; sometimes the cop does a walk through. This was great, but not worth going to jail for." Lynn said, hoping down onto the floor. For a moment she held on to the bed for support. She stripped the condom off Rick's fading erection and dropped it into the medical waste bin.

They both dressed and Lynn made certain the room was exactly as they found it. Then they quietly walked down the hallway and used Lynn's cloned badge to get back into the gym.

"Maybe next time, "Lynn said, "I will have you to tie me up.' Then she turned and walked out of the gym.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 10



As always thanks to my Editor cheersmartie_526 for some great ideas and for rescuing me from my total lack of grammar skills. 

*

Ricked locked his car and looked down the street. He had hoped to find parking in front of the hobby store, but instead had parked almost two blocks away. He looked down the street and saw a familiar face.

"Hi Courtenay," Rick said, "How are you?"

"Honestly, I a little bummed out. I was supposed to have an appointment at the salon, but they are closed," she replied. 

"What happened?" Rick asked. 

"They were closed, some of the nail techs did not have the right kind of visa or something."

"I think you look fine without the salon," Rick said, wondering if she was fishing for a compliment. 

"Who are you kidding? How did I ever think you were gay! My nails are mess, by spray tan is uneven and my legs look like an ewok's," Courtenay said with a look of disbelief on her face. 

"Yea, there is clearly no way I could be qualified to be gay if I don't notice things like that."

"But if I remember, you can fix things like that. You used to do our nails at cheer practice. Can you help me out? I have a pool party at my Aunt's house this evening and I don't want to go looking like this. I can pay you."

"What is the take home for an undocumented beautician these days?" Rick asked with a grin. 

"Shut the fuck up," she said with a laugh, "Are you going to help me or not? I seem to recall you offering to help me with a bikini wax."

"What kind of friend would I be if I did not help you in your time of need," Rick answered, not completely surprised she was taking him up on his offer. 

"That's what I wanted to hear, let's go by the beauty shop on the way to my house," Courtenay said with a knowing grin.

Courtenay led Rick down the street and into a shop. She handed him a basket and began to take things off the shelf. She started with the nail care products. 

"Can you do a mani and pedi?"

"Yes," Rick replied.

She tossed several times into the basket. Next she held up a razor. Rick rolled his eyes, then slowly nodded. She added the item to the basket. Next on the list was spray tan. Rick inspected what she was holding, and then looked at the items on the shelf. 

"Can we stop by my house on the way to your place?" he asked. 

"Sure."

"Then let's go with this," he said, selecting a bottle from the shelf. 

"That's does not have an applicator in it," she said. 

"I know, I have that covered."

The last item Courtenay picked up was the bikini wax kit. Rick grinned widely as she dropped into the basket without asking him if he would do it.

Moments later she had paid for the items and they were in her car. They made a brief stop at Rick's house and he emerged a short time later with a medium-sized cardboard box.

"What's in the box?" Courtenay asked. 

"My airbrush. I used it for scale models, but it should work well for your spray tan. Unless there is still paint left in the lines. You don't mind if the first part of your tan is Army green, do you?"

She just stared at him. 

Wow, tough crowd. There is no paint in the lines, I just cleaned it." 

From Rick's it was short drive to her house. Courtenay led the way in calling out to anyone in the house. There was no reply. 

"Well, I guess you have me all to yourself," Courtenay said with a smile. She walked into her room. 

"This is where the magic is going to happen," Rick said. 

"Will twenty dollars be enough?" she asked, rummaging through her purse. 

"I'm not taking your money," Rick said. 

"Well, I insist you be compensated somehow," she said, stepping right in front of Rick. 

"Perhaps we would work something out in trade,"

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Courtenay said as she stroked the front or Rick's pants. 

"What did you have in mind?"

"I will trade you a blowjob for a makeover."

"I think you are getting the better end of that bargain, the makeover is going to take much longer than the blowjob."

"How about I throw in a tit fuck," she said, putting her hands on her breasts. 

"You drive a hard bargain."

"And you just drive something hard. Should we shake on it? "Courtenay said, slipping her hand inside Rick's pants and grabbing his erection. 

"Works for me."

Courtenay pulled her hand out of his pants and stripped off her shirt. She was wearing a lacy white bra, which barely contained her large breasts. She unfastened the clasp and her breasts tumbled out. Rick smiled as he watched her pinch her swollen nipples. Her hands moved to his pants, pulling down the zipper. She pulled his cock and balls out through the opening, then sank to her knees. Courtenay scooped her tits up in her hands and wrapped them around Rick's throbbing erection.

"You still at 38 blowjobs?" Rick asked. 

"I'm up to 41."

"Anybody I know?"

"No, mostly guys from the college."

"Do you swallow for them?"

"No, mostly they cum on my tits. I only swallow for my favorites."

"Like me?" Rick asked. 

"Yes, like you."

The firm, warm flesh of her breasts felt good as it surrounded his cock. Rick watched as she pinched her own nipples and moved her tits up and down at the same time. Her breasts completely engulfed his cock. Rick could not resist slowly thrusting his hips back and forth. On each thrust the head of his dick would peek out of her cleavage

"Fuck you have nice tits," Rick moaned

"You say the sweetest things", she replied.

Courtenay released her tits and wrapped one of her hands around the shaft of Rick's cock. Slowly she began to stroke up and down. She leaned her head forward and a stream of saliva lubricated her hand. She used her other hand to press one of her breasts against her own lips. Rick moaned at the sight of her licking her own nipple. 

"This is the sensitive part, right?" she inquired, running her fingertip just under the head of his cock. 

"Yea, yea, that's the spot."

"What feels better there, my hand or my mouth?"

"They both feel fantastic."

"Then I guess I will give you both."

Courtenay lower her head again, stretching her lips around Rick's engorged penis. She continued to stroke the entire length of his cock, but also slid her lips all over the tip. She pulled down on his erection so that it was horizontal. Rick could not take his eyes off the sight of her lips slipping up and down the shaft of his dick. She stopped sucking on his cock, but continued to stroke it. 

"Do you want to finish on my tits, on my face, or in my mouth?"

"Mouth", Rick moaned.

"Yummy, I was hoping you would say that."

Courtenay plunged Rick's cock back into her mouth. She was going faster now, and she was moaning as she pressed the tip of his cock against the back of her throat. Rick could feel her tongue rubbing along the bottom of his dick. The pressure of his approaching orgasm was almost too much to resist. 

"I'm going to cum," he moaned.

He felt Courtenay's hand stroke his balls, as if to encourage him. Rick's orgasm exploded into her mouth. He put one hand on her shoulder to steady himself as his cock jerked between her lips. Courtenay continued to suck and stroke his cock until she had taken every drop of cum. As his erection began to fade, she let his dick slip out of her mouth. She stood up and gave him a brief kiss.

"Are you ready to go to work?" she asked. 

"Yes, we are starting with the bikini wax, then your legs. Take off your clothes."

"Are sure I have to be completely naked?"

"Yes, it will work out better this way."

Courtenay removed her remaining clothes while Rick set up the wax. He instructed her to lie in her bed. He produced some leather straps from his box and began to tie her to the bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked. 

"I don't want you flailing about when I pull the wax off."'

"I've done this before, it is not that bad."

"Do you want me to do this or not?"

"Okay, but I still say I will be fine"

Rick stretched her hands over her head and tied them to the headboard. Next he tied her ankles to the footboard. He checked the wax to see how it was melting, and then he leaned over the foot of the bed, placing his hands between her legs. 

"It appears you have overcompensated me for the work you want. Let me give you a refund. Rick placed his hand at the apex of her legs. With the heel of his hand he pressed against her clitoris. 

"I knew you were up to something," she moaned. 

"Are you saying you don't want your refund?" Rick asked as he stroked her wet labia with his thumb. 

"I'm not saying that, not at all."

The feeling of Rick's hand on her sex was an unexpected pleasure. Courtenay writhed as Rick pressed his thumb inside her. She felt his other hand on her breast. His fingers traced a circled around her swollen nipple. She felt his hand withdraw from between her legs. The next thing she felt was his tongue lapping at her clitoris. He covered her labia with soft kisses. She squealed at the sensation of his warm flesh against hers. Courtenay strained against the leather straps. She was still surprised how much being restrained aroused her. She relaxed her arms and legs and surrendered control of her body to Rick. He seemed to know exactly what to do with it. His fingers pinched her nipple. Each time he squeezed his fingers together the erect flesh slipped away in a delightful manner.

Even more delightful was the feeling from between her legs. He had slipped two fingers inside her, probing for her G spot. At the same time his mouth was all over her clit. She raised her head to see what he was doing, but all she could see where her own breasts. As Rick's fingertips found her G Spot, she could feel herself quickly approaching an orgasm. The trifecta of stimulation on her nipple, clit and G spot made her climax inevitable. The rest of the room began to fade away. She laid her head on the pillow and focused on what Rick was doing to her. She forgot about the leather straps. She forgot about the bowl of hot wax. All she could hear was her own ragged breathing and pounding heartbeat. Finally her orgasm surged through her body. She thrust her hips against Rick's mouth as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body, and then slowly faded away. Rick stopped touching her and her breathing returned to normal.

"Time to check the temperature of the wax", Rick said as he pulled the applicator out of the container. He spread a small amount on his wrist. 

"That seems okay to me, what you think?" he said as he dripped the wax on to Courtenay's naked breast. 

"Shit! What the fuck are you doing?" she screamed. 

"Too hot? Rick asked.

"No, it actually feels good. I may have found a new toy. Is it going to hurt when you pull it off?"

"Probably not, let's see..." Rick said, grabbing the edge of the wax and slowly peeling it back. Rick wondered if she had noticed the lube he had smeared on her skin when he was playing with her breast. It allowed the wax to peel off easily.

Rick regarded the circular piece of wax in his hand.

"I could probably make a casting of your nipple from this. They would make a hell of a keychain."

"Don't you fucking dare," she replied.

"Okay, if you insist. Want me to do it again?"

"I do, but there really isn't time." she lamented. 

"As you know, this part will hurt," Rick said as he spread the wax between her legs. 

" Right now it feels nice and warm."

"I've got something I think will help. I'm going to spray a cooling agent on your skin as soon as I remove the wax, which should numb the nerves. It should only hurt for a second."

"Do I want to know how where you learned that?"

"You don't," Rick answered.

Rick let the wax cool, then grabbed the edge of the first strip. 

"Ready?"

"No, but do it anyway," she answered through gritted teeth.

He yanked the strip off. 

"Shit! Shit! That fucking hurts!" Courtenay screamed. 

Rick applied the cooling spray and she stopped screaming. 

"Is it getting better?"

"Yea, you were right, it only hurt for a second, but it hurt a lot"

Rick quickly completed the rest of the wax job. By the end he was spraying the cooling agent on before the wax was completely off, and Courtenay's screams had diminished considerably.

"Do you have any idea how much that hurts?" she asked. 

"I tried waxing my legs during my road bike phase. I know how much that hurts; I can't imagine waxing my dick. The good news is that part is done."

"What is next?" she asked. 

"Mani and pedi," he replied

"Okay, when you say it like that, you sound gay", she giggled. 

"There's pretty much no manly way to say that", Rick sighed.

Rick started by releasing the strap on her foot. Next he gave her a gentle foot massage, and then began painting her toe nails. 

"You don't have any sisters, how did you learn how to do this? Are you some kind of momma's boy?" she asked. 

"No, it is a geek skill. Compared to painting scale models and fantasy figurines, this is easy. The face on a fighter pilot is about the size of your little toenail, and I have to paint goggles and an oxygen mask on it. You know this snakeskin pattern you want on your nails? I put that on a Galactic trooper last week."

"Rick, "she interrupted. 

"Yes?"

"Dial down the geek, it is kind of freaking me out."

Rick finished with one foot and untied the other. He continued the conversation as he started massaging her foot. 

"I'm just saying a lot of my hobby skills transfer over to makeovers"

"What else?"

"Using camouflage face paint for hunting and paintball transfers to makeup."

"Really, you can do my makeup?"

"Well, I mostly work in greens and browns, but I can probably figure out how to use what you have. Okay, I'm done down here," Rick said, then whispered to himself, "but I will miss the view." He took one more look at Courtenay's naked pussy then moved his stool next to her hand. He released the leather strap around her wrist.

"So where did you learn how to trim and polish fingernails?" Courtenay asked. 

"Gunsmithing and wood carving, the tools are remarkably similar. But unlike you hands, mistakes on steel and wood can't be fixed with a band aid."

"I never thought of it that way," she said.

Soon Rick was done. He untied her remaining hand and quickly finished the manicure. Courtenay held up her hands, turning them different ways. 

"This looks fantastic. It's at least as good as the salon, and I like the price." 

"And I like the pay," Rick replied.

Rick noticed Courtenay was glaring at him. He looked back at her with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I think you forgot something," she said, looking at her legs.

"Right, your legs. I was just getting to them." Rick said, standing up. 

Rick walked to the bathroom and returned with a bowl of hot water and a washcloth. Starting on the upper part of her leg he carefully wet them down with the washcloth, and then spread shaving gel on her skin. Rick focused on her legs, resisting the temptation to gawk at the rest of her naked body. With his peripheral vision he noticed she had her hands on her breasts. It took all of his willpower to watch what he was doing. With slow smooth strokes he shaved her legs.

"I could get used to this," Courtenay moaned.

"You are getting the first time customer discount, next time it will really cost you," Rick replied.

"Oh really?" she asked.

"Of course, you do get credit for referrals," Rick answered with a big grin on his face.

"So, what hobby taught you how to shave a girl's legs?" Courtenay inquired.

"Like I said, I used to be a pretty hard core road biker, and smooth legs are part of the lifestyle," Rick replied.

"You are starting to sound gay again," Courtenay replied, "not that there is anything wrong with it."

"Well, I really perfected my technique at scout camp."

"Wait, what? That makes no sense." Courtenay said.

"One of the pranks we used to pull was shaving half a guy's chest hair off while he was sleeping. You have to be very gentle not to wake them up. Some of the guys we pulled the prank on were a lot older, they would have kicked my ass if they knew it was me," Rick explained.

"That's terrible," she replied, "but also pretty funny."

"Towards the end I was able to shave shapes, like a heart", Rick said.

"Sounds like you were a dickhead."

"No, these guys deserved it. They were assholes."

"So you were some kind of razor wielding vigilante?" Courtenay asked.

"Yea, I was Razor Hood, and we are done," Rick said, holding the razor triumphantly above his head.

"You are such a dork, but a dork that does good work," Courtenay said running her hand down her leg.

Courtenay cupped her hands around her breasts, gently pinching her swollen nipples. She moaned, and then turned to Rick.

"There is a slight complication."

"What's that?" Rick asked. 

"I'm still really horny. I don't want to go to the party with hard nipples and a wet pussy. What do you suggest we do about that?" Courtenay asked. 

"I think a quickie might cure what ails you," Rick replied. 

"Do you have a condom? I don't want cum running down my leg either."

"I hear that is quite a social faux paux," Rick said with a laugh. 

"Do you have one?"

"Yes."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you from behind"

Courtenay slowly rolled over. First she tucked her knees up under her belly, the slowly raised her ass in the air. Rick stared at her firm butt as he rolled the condom onto his erect penis. He was a little relieved she had asked him to wear it. Seeing her naked for so long had aroused him to the edge of orgasm. Next he slid a cock ring onto his erection. Nancy told him it would keep him hard longer. He watched as she spread her thighs apart, revealing her labia glistening with moisture. As she slowly straightened her arms her breasts became visible. She had not been kidding when she said her nipples were hard. The pink protrusions were quite noticeable.

Rick crawled onto the bed behind her. He put one hand on her ass, letting his thumb rest between her cheeks. With his other hand he guided the head of his cock between her legs. The sight of his cock sliding into her sent a chill down his spine. He heard her moan as he slowly filled her up. He cupped his hands around her breasts, feeling with his fingertips until he found her nipples. She let out a little whimper when he pinched her.

"I want it fast and hard," Courtenay moaned. She was glad Rick chose doggie style. The skin above her pussy was still raw from the bikini wax. She pushed her ass back against Rick's hips, fully engulfing his cock. She felt his thrust pick up speed. Each time he thrust into her she heard his hips slap against her ass. Each time he buried his cock inside her he pulled back on her tits. The tips of his fingers dug into the top of her breasts, and his palms pressed against her nipples. With a single finger extended she carefully reached back between her legs. Avoiding the newly bald skin she stroked her clit. It completed a circuit of pleasure between her tits and her pussy. The feeling started where Rick was pinching her nipples and stopped at the finger she was rubbing between her legs.

Rick knew she was fingering herself. He could feel the very tip of her nail graze against the shaft of his cock each time he thrust it into her. Her nipples were so stiff they felt like they were going to pierce the palms of his hands, but continued to hold her breasts tightly. 

"How the fuck did I end up here," Rick whispered to himself. 

Two months earlier this situation was beyond his wildest fantasy. He looked down at her ass again. He could barely see the shaft of his cock slipping in and out of her. The sight aroused him. He felt his climax building rapidly. Even with the condom on he knew holding back was a losing battle. He pulled his hips back until he was barely touching her, and then thrust forward. Each time he penetrated her she gasped. It was the sound of her excited breathing that pushed him over the edge. Rick continued to ram his cock into her as he came. He gazed down at her ass, hoping the sight of her engulfing his dick would keep him hard a little longer. He tensed the muscles in his groin. He wanted to fuck her until she came.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 10



"I'm ready for you to come inside me," Courtenay moaned. 

The feeling of her labia being forced apart by his cock was bringing her to climax. She felt Rick's cock fill her vagina. His hands slipped back on her breasts and he pinched her pebble hard nipples between his fingers. If he had squeezed any harder it would have been painful. It was just what she needed to go over the edge of her orgasm. A flash of heat and pleasure raced through her body as her climax engulfed her. Rick had stopped thrusting. He was buried as deep inside her as he possible could be. Courtenay pressed her face against the mattress and screamed his name. She slowly collapsed onto the bed. Rick followed her. He supported most of his weight on his arms, but kept his body pressed against her. 

"That's what I needed," she panted. 

"Me too," Rick replied.

Rick rolled onto his back and glanced at the clock beside her bed.

"Shit, you have to leave soon and we still have the spray tan to do," he exclaimed. 

"Damn it, you are right," Courtenay said.

Rick stood up, discarded the condom and put the cock ring in his pocket. He got dressed and began setting up the airbrush to apply the spray tan.

"What do I need to do?" asked Courtenay. 

"Just stay naked and dry off your skin."

Courtenay left the room. Moments later she returned with two towels and began wiping the sweat off her skin. 

"I turned down the air conditioning so I won't sweat while you are working," she said. 

"Good idea, lie on the bed for a moment."

"Isn't it going to be hard to get my back if I am on the bed?" she asked. 

"I will get a better application on your breasts if you lie down."

"Okay."

Rick began to lay down a base coat of the tanning solution. He covered from her collarbone to her hips while she was on the bed. He adjusted the nozzle so he could get right up to her areola without getting any tanning solution on her nipple. He knew it would be covered by her swimsuit, but enjoyed the challenge. He also enjoyed being close to her tits. He was not sure if her erect nipples were because of the cold air from the air conditioner or if she was getting aroused again.

When the solution on her breasts had dried Rick instructed her to stand in front of him, legs spread and arms out to her sides. Working quickly, he braided her hair out of the way and began applying the tanning solution starting at her neck. He was soon done with her upper body.

"Do you want any tan lines?" he asked. 

"No." 

"I probably should not spray the area that was waxed, so you will have one light spot."

"I don't think anyone at the party is going to see my pussy, so that is fine." she replied with a grin.

Rick went to work on her lower body, adjusting the nozzle of the airbrush to give her an even tan over her entire body. He was careful to avoid the slightly red skin where the wax had been applied. He left her ass for last. Rick told her to bend forward so he could get perfect coverage of her firm, round ass. He took time to admire the view of her perfect ass before completing the work.

"I'm afraid you are going to have to stand like that for a minute will this dries," Rick said. He felt is cock stir at sight of Courtenay bent at the ways with her hands on the floor. The thought of grabbing her hips and ramming his cock back into briefly crossed his mind. Instead he took a few moments to commit the image to memory.

"Are you staring at my ass?" Courtenay asked. 

"Just checking my work," Rick answered. 

"I think it should be dry by now."

"Let me check."

Rick lightly touched her with one finger, dragging it between the cheeks of her ass. His cock twitched as he did it. Satisfied that her skin was dry he pulled his hand away.

"You are done. As much as I hate to say it, you can get dressed now."

"Thanks."

Courtenay walked over to the mirror and slowly spun around. 

"It looks fantastic. Would you be willing to do this again?"

"If you are willing to get naked, yes."

Rick began packing up his equipment at Courtenay picked out some clothes. Once they were both ready to leave the headed downstairs. They met her parents on the front porch. Courtenay showed them the intricate patterns on her fingernails. Her mother seemed impressed and asked if Rick could do the same for her. Courtenay and Rick looked at each other and smiled, then headed to her car.

"Just drop me off at my car, it is near the beauty shop", Rick said. 

"Okay. So, are you going to do my mom's nails?" Courtenay said with a giggle. 

"Sure, should I put it on your tab. I mean your mom is pretty hot.."

"I should slap the shit out of you for saying that," Courtenay retorted.

"Sounds like it is going on your tab," Rick replied.

"Dick for brains," she shot back

"Slut," he answered

"You say that like it is a bad thing, now get the fuck out of my car," she joked.

Rick waved goodbye to her as she pulled away. He reached into his pocket for his keys and felt the cock ring. It had certainly worked as advertised. Rick wondered why Nancy had given it to him. Did she need him to last longer? He made a mental note to read up on the tantric sex she had mentioned. He found his keys, got in his car and headed home.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 11



Note: I try to make each chapter stand on its own; this one does make a reference to previous chapters. You don't have to read them, but it will provide a slightly better frame of reference. 

I appreciate any feedback, suggestions or comments (even if you think I write like a third grader with ADHD). 

As always thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for keeping making this story a lot better and fixing my lame assed ending.

*

"You rode your bike over here? Do you think you were twelve again?" Nancy asked as she opened the door.

"I figured I'm going to get dirty and sweaty working in the yard, so why not get my cardio in on the way over," Rick replied.

Nancy smiled and ran her hand across Rick's chest," I'm pretty sure you will get a workout while you are here. How did the date with Courtenay go?"

"Better than expected, and she hooked me up with a friend," Rick bragged.

"Get out! Who?"

"Lynn, one of the other cheerleaders," Rick replied.

"I want to hear all about it."

"You will, in a while. I have some work to do first." Rick said smugly.

"Speaking of work, how would you like to expand your business?"

"Hell yea, I will be a starving college student in the fall. Who are you renting me out to?"

"The neighbors are both looking for some help. The guy on the right is practically a shut in. He just needs the front yard taken care of. The guy on the left... I'm not sure why he bought a house. I guess it is an investment. He is never there. Anyway, I suggested he look into making it a short term rental. He wants you to take care of the front and back yard, plus clean it up between renters. Interested?"

"Sounds great, when do I start?" Rick asked.

"Next week, until then you are all mine," Nancy said as she turned and walked into the house. Rick followed close behind, admiring the way the bikini she was wearing showed off her ass. He reached out to untie her top, but she was too far ahead of him.

Rick stopped in his tracks when he entered the kitchen. He could not believe what he saw.

"What is that on top of the refrigerator?"

"That's my ACR, do you want to see it? Or do you want to give me shit about buying something that is over hyped?"

"Yes please," Rick replied.

Nancy reached up and grabbed the rifle. She quickly checked the magazine well and chamber to ensure it was unloaded. She paused and looked at Rick.

"Have you ever held a rifle before?" she asked.

"Yes, but not one of those. I have only played with those in Call of Duty. Holy shit, yours has a suppressor!" Rick said excitedly.

Nancy held the rifle out to Rick, "Keep it pointed in a safe direction, and finger off the trigger."

Rick gingerly took the rifle from Nancy. He smiled broadly; he shouldered it, keeping the muzzle pointed at the floor.

"Is this the 6.8 or 5.56?"

"Neither, I found a place to make me a 300 blackout barrel," she answered.

"Nice. But why is it on top of the fridge?"

"We have a coyote problem. Sharon's little girl was bitten by one last week, and this morning I saw one in the back yard. That thing shows up again he will be a rug."

"Don't you think your neighbors will mind when your back yard sounds like downtown Kabul?" Rick asked.

Nancy took the rifle back from Rick and grabbed the magazine from the top of the fridge. She inserted it into the rifle, chambered a round and opened the back door.

"See the soda can by the back fence?" she asked.

"You are not really..." Rick was interrupted by a low thump, and the can flew into the air.

"See, ain't nobody gonna hear nuthin unless I miss my head shot. Then they might hear a whimper before I take out the varmint. No dingo is going to eat my baby." she said coldly.

"What if you miss?"

"I will probably hit a tree."

"And if you miss the tree?" Rick continued his inquisition

"Then my eight foot high, two foot thick stone wall will have a little more character," Nancy replied," now do you want to stand there and ask stupid questions or take a shot at the can?"

Rick held his hands out. Nancy removed the magazine, engaged the safety and handed it to him.

"You get one shot, don't fuck up."

Rick shouldered the rifle and looked through the Trijicon sight. What he was holding in his hand was probably worth more than he would make all summer. He found the can lying on the ground next to a tree. It was lying on a bed of mulch, which meant no chance of ricochet.

"I think I have finally found something that will keep you from staring at my tits," Nancy giggled.

"Not for long, I only have one shot," Rick replied.

He put his finger on the trigger and slowly squeezed. The rifle jumped back in his grip and the can tumbled end over end towards the wall. Rick put the safety back on and returned the rifle to Nancy.

"A worthy distraction, but only temporarily," he said, as he handed it to Nancy. Rick found himself gazing at her breasts and licking his lips.

Nancy placed the rifle and magazine back on the top of the fridge, and then picked up her laptop.

"We both have some work to do. I will be out by the pool, so don't think you can slack off on the yard work, because I will be watching you," she said as she sauntered towards the back door. She stopped to bend over and pick up the two brass cases that were on the kitchen floor. After setting them on the counter, she headed to the pool.

Rick attended to his tasks quickly, occasionally pausing to gawk at Nancy. She was lying by the pool in a bikini that did not leave much to his imagination. Rick rationalized that since he wasn't using his brain to imagine her naked, he could use that mental capacity on his tasks. As he cleaned the pool he stole glances at her firm round ass. When he tested the chlorine levels in the pool he stared at her cleavage. The sight of her breasts almost spilling out of her bikini top caused his dick to swell. He walked around the yard to give himself a break. Rick picked up the can they had been shooting at. He still could not believe she had fired a rifle from inside her house. There were two holes in the can. The one in the dead center was no doubt hers. 

Nancy basked in the afternoon sun and in Rick's lustful stare. She looked at him just as much, but she was a bit more discreet. She knew if he caught her glance neither one of them would finish their work. Landscaping work was her favorite of his assigned tasks. Several of the chores required his strength, and seeing his muscles flex gave her a warm feeling between her legs. She could not wait to hear about his exploits with the cheerleaders. The image of Courtenay riding Rick's cock popped into her mind and Nancy moaned to herself. She shook the thought out of her head before it lead her astray.

"When does Jake get back from his play date?" Rick asked from across the yard.

"He will not be home until after dinner," she shouted back.

"Excellent," Rick whispered to himself as he walked back towards the pool. As he approached Nancy closed her computer and stood up.

"You are a mess. Rinse off in the pool house and we can take a quick dip in the pool." She said.

"A skinny dip?" Rick asked.

"Perhaps, now go get cleaned up."

When she heard the shower start Nancy stripped off her swimsuit. Although she was nearly naked with the bikini on, she felt a thrill when she was totally completely nude. The early evening sun warmed her skin as she strode to the edge of the pool. Nancy dove in. The cool water raised goose bumps on her skin and made her nipples stiff. She popped to the surface, slowly treading water, listening for the shower to stop. When it did she took a deep breath and sunk to the bottom of the pool.

She felt Rick's entry. He did not dive in gracefully. The entire pool reverberated with a concussive thunk. It was like someone dropped a depth change in, but it was just Rick's perfectly executed canon ball. Nancy wondered if he had seen that she was naked. She had no doubt that he was. She wondered if he was as brazen around other people. She slowly drifted to the surface. Even without goggles on she could see Rick was naked and had an erection. She surfaced to find him bobbing up and down in the middle of the pool.

"So are you going to tell me of your conquests?" she asked.

"Now?" 

"You have made me wait long enough," Nancy replied 

Rick had a confused look on his face, "You want me to tell you about having sex with other women?"

"Duh!" 

"You are one twisted chick."

"And it turns you on, doesn't it," she said with a smile.

"Fuck yea it does. Can we get out of the pool?"

"No. We stay in until you finish telling me about Courtenay." she insisted.

Rick began his tale of how he had blindfolded and tied up his date, then driven her to a cabin outside of town. He recounted the story of blowjobs, sex, showers and more sex. Each time Nancy's breasts broke the surface of the water Rick would stutter and stumble until she sank down again. Nancy moaned involuntarily when Rick described fucking Courtenay in the ass. Finally Rick concluded his story and they swam to the side of the pool. Rick hauled himself out of the water and collapsed on the deck of the pool. Nancy hung on the side of the pool.

"I don't think I have ever had so much fun treading water," Nancy panted.

"I don't think I have ever treaded water with a hard on before," Rick replied.

"Have I met Lynn?" Nancy asked.

"No, the only cheerleader you know is Courtenay," Rick answered.

"I'd like to meet them all. The stories will be much hotter if I know what they all the cheerleaders look like."

"Maybe," Rick started, "if the cheer team had a party you could meet them all at once. I wonder if anyone I know has a nice place with a pool for a party like that."

"I think I can arrange that, but no booze and no drugs. You tell your friends to leave that shit at home or else."

"Or else what?" Rick asked.

"Or they will be missing longer than Jimmy Hoffa. If you don't have the balls to do something sober, you probably have no business doing it at all. Trust me; you will want to remember all the crazy shit you did some day."

"Does that mean we are going to have chaperones?" Rick asked.

"A few," Nancy replied," I will explain later."

Nancy launched herself out of the pool and began to crawl towards Rick. She stopped when her face was directly above his. She watched the water drip from her hair splash against his face. Slowly she lowered her head until her lips pressed gently against his. She kissed him on the cheek, then the chin. Her lips worked along his jaw. Nancy traced the edge of Rick's ear with her tongue, eliciting a soft moan from him. Her eyes darted towards his feet. She could see his hard cock raised above the rest of his body. As she began to kiss and lick his neck her breasts brushed against his scalp. The feeling of his hair bristling against the soft flesh of her tits sent a warm feeling through her body. Nancy thought she heard Rick smacking his lips as her nipples inched closer to his waiting mouth.

Nancy inched forward, pressing her mouth to Rick's chest and engulfing his head in her ample cleavage. Right away she felt his lips and tongue begin to devour her tits. With just her fingertips she teased Rick's nipples until they were stiff as nails, then she swirled her warm wet tongue around them. She looked up again. His cock was quivering with anticipation. A bubble of precum hung precariously from the tip. She reached out and wiped it off with her finger. Rick's penis jerked at her touch and she felt him moan with his face buried between her tits .Nancy felt an aching emptiness between her legs. It was tempting to climb on to his cock and ride him reverse cowgirl until he exploded. She had no doubt he would satisfy her, but she wanted to taste him first. Nancy lunged forward, pressing her lips to the head of Rick's cock. Nancy inhaled Rick's throbbing cock, enjoying every inch that filled her mouth and throat. She used her shins to pin his arms down. She felt him flail his arms. Nancy wondered if Rick was mocking her or just playing along. She knew he could easily toss her back into the pool. She kept her hips beyond his reach, avoiding the distraction of him going down on her. He would have to be satisfied with just looking at her dripping wet cunt for the time being.

From the moment she lunged forward Rick was on the verge of orgasm. The feeling of her firm breasts and stiff nipples on his belly was more arousing than he remembered. Rick slowly thrust his hips up as she swallowed his cock. She was slowly rocking back and forth, tempting him with sight of her sex. She kept her body just beyond his reach, but close enough that he could feel the heat radiating from her skin. Nancy's warm mouth surrounded his cock. Her wet tongue gently caressed it. Her palms pressed down on his thighs and her fingertips lightly stroked the inside of his legs. She rocked back again. Rick raised his head and craned his neck, but once again she denied him. Her labia were swollen and wet and just beyond his reach. Once again she swallowed him. He was pretty sure the head of his cock was in her throat. When she slid her mouth off this time she spent a little more time with her lips wrapped around the head of his dick. Nancy's tongue swirled around it. Her fingertips moved up to lightly stroke his balls. She was making it clear that she wanted him to cum in her mouth.

"Oh, that's it," he groaned, 'don't stop."

Her response was a muffled moan as she drifted forward. He felt her raise her body up so that her breasts could slide against his wet skin. She began moving back and forth with greater speed. Her head twisted from side to side, Rick could feel his dick pressing against her cheeks. He noticed she was rocking her hips back and forth as well, fucking an imaginary cock as she sucked him off.

"I'm going to come, please don't stop, please don't stop. Yes. Yes. Yes." Rick cried out. His muscles tensed, trying to hold on just a little bit longer. A feeling of euphoria enveloped him.

Nancy could taste Rick leaking into her mouth. She was surprised he had held out for so long. She felt a thrill that she could bring him to this state with her mouth. She longed to feel him between her legs, and had no doubt that he would be just as diligent in getting her to climax. It felt like his cock was swelling even larger in her mouth as his orgasm approached. She could feel his eyes staring at her sex, willing it to be closer. Nancy wiggled her ass to taunt him even more. She wondered what thoughts were going through his mind. A loud groan was her only warning before he flooded her mouth with thick, hot cum. Nancy let it fill her cheeks until she looked like chipmunk, the gulped it down. She could feel the warmth all the way down her throat as Rick pumped his load into her. She continued to suck on his cock even after the torrent has slowed to a trickle. When she was certain she had every drop she let his penis slip from her mouth, and slowly lowered herself onto Rick's face.

The first thought to emerge from the fog of orgasm was relief that he was laying down. Rick was certain his legs were jello. As he felt the cold night air on his dick instead of Nancy's warm mouth, he noticed she had moved close enough for him to reach. She lifted her shins off his arms. He quickly wrapped them around her thighs, pressing his fingers into her warm, wet flesh. He had no intention of going slow. Rick slid his hands up on to her ass and pulled her down against his waiting mouth. He was rewarded with the exquisite feeling of her against his lips. He thrust his tongue into her and she moaned with approval.

Nancy had anticipated that Rick would be eager to reciprocate, but he was exceeding her expectation. In contrast to the evening air, Rick's mouth and tongue felt like fire between her legs. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feeling that covered her sex. She moved her hips up and down, fucking his face just has he had done to her. Now it was her breasts that ached for contact, almost like they were jealous of the attention her vagina was getting. She considered leaning forward to press her tits against Rick's half hard cock. Nancy decided against it as the first trace of her climax wandered up from between her legs. It was as if the sexual energy of Rick's orgasm was flowing into her. One of his hands had slipped down between her legs, allowing him to penetrate her with his fingers. The other hand cupped her ass. Rick's tongue was completely focused on her clit. His tongue swirled around her pearl, occasionally tapping it. He had two fingers inside her now, hinting at the feeling of fullness he would give her when his erection returned. She opened her eyes slightly and looked between Rick's legs. His cock was no longer stiff enough to stand out from his body; it was still swollen to an impressive girth. She closed her eyes again as her climax inched closer. She felt her arms growing weak, and she lowered herself onto Rick. Her breasts flattened against him and her nipples pressed into his flesh. This only seemed to encourage him. He was pressing his thumb inside her now, and his wet fingers rested between her ass checks.

Her orgasm surged though her body. Nancy's legs splayed out the side and she collapsed onto Rick. He did not seem to notice. He continued to devour her sex as she cried out in ecstasy. Only when her screams turned to a soft whimper did he stop.

Slowly she rolled off of him and on to the cold hard pool deck. She felt him straddle her limp body. He kissed her mixing his cum on her lips with her own on his lips.

"I hope are not worn out", she moaned.

"Not at all," he replied," and I have another story for you."

"Are you going to tell me about fucking Lynn?" she asked, finding a second wind.

"Says the guy that watched me have sex on Skype while he jerked off," Nancy retorted.

"Point taken."

Nancy hauled herself into a sitting position," How about I give you a back rub while you tell me your story. Go lay on one of the lounges."

Rick felt Nancy just above his ass. Her hands pressed into his shoulder blades as he began to speak. He told her about Lynn leading him though the empty school to the nurse's office. Rick described the toys she had brought along. When he told Nancy about Lynn's pierced nipples she leaned down and lightly rubbed her breasts up and down his back. He could feel her nipples dragging along his skin as she rocked back and forth. When he told her about being tied up while Lynn rode him like a cowgirl she sat up straight, and he could feel the warmth of her sex in the small of his back. When the told her about fucking Lynn in the ass Nancy laid down on him and pressed her hips against his ass. 

"You better have a hard on," Nancy moaned, "or I am going door to door until I find someone who can fuck me."

"You don't need to go anywhere," Rick replied.

Nancy stood up and watched Rick rise from the lounge. She smiled at the sight of his throbbing erection. Rick bent down and picked up Nancy's discard clothing. He turned to face her and seized her wrists. Slowly he wound her bikini bottoms around her wrists until she was tightly bound, and then wrapped her top around her head until she could not see. He guided her down until she was sitting on the edge of the lounge. He grabbed Nancy by the ankles. He lifted her legs until she was flat on her back. Nancy writhed on the lounge, tugging on the makeshift restraints on her wrist. Rick smiled as he spread her legs apart.

"Play with your pussy." he instructed.

"What?" Nancy replied, slightly confused at the turn of events.

"I want to see you finger yourself."

"And if I don't?" Nancy replied defiantly.

Nancy felt her legs being pressed back together and pushed toward her head. She could tell Rick was holding both her ankles with one hand. She did not have to wonder for long where the other hand was. She felt him thrust it between her legs. The first time he penetrated her with a single finger, then two, and finally three. His digits slide easily into her wet pussy. He pulled them out and she heard him begin to stroke his cock.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 11



"If you won't masturbate for me, and then I will masturbate for you. I'm going to jack off and cover your wet little cunt with my cum," he said. Nancy imaged him sneering as he said it.

Nancy struggled, but she was in such an awkward position it was useless. She could hear him stroking his cock. The fact that it was wet with her fluids taunted her, like her body had betrayed her. If she was able to watch she might have enjoyed it. Instead of feeling his cock between her legs she felt only an aching emptiness.

"Okay, okay you win." She conceded,"Let me go and I will give you what you want."

Rick quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He felt like he had taken a huge gamble, and it paid off. He put one hand around each ankle and slowly spread her legs. He watched Nancy with her wrists still bound put her hands between her legs. Her arms framed her full breasts perfectly. He watched intently has she extended her pointer finger and pressed it against her labia. As he watched her finger vanish from sight Rick began to feel dizzy. He realized he had stopped breathing. Rick gasped as Nancy inserted a second finger. A dull ache spread through his cock as Nancy used the fingers of her other hand to spread her outer lips apart. The soft pink inner lips of her pussy were almost dripping wet. Slowly she began to tease her clit with her finger. Rick was overwhelmed with lust. He wanted to drop to his knees and bury his face in her sex again. He wanted to cleave her lips apart with his aching cock, ramming it into her over and over until they both came. 

The willpower to stand still slipped away as he watched Nancy slowing finger herself. He became aware of her moaning, but he was not sure if she had just started or if he had just noticed. Rick slipped his hands down Nancy's legs and brushed her fingers out of the way. He guided his cock into her slick, wet hole. With a single thrust he filled her completely. Gripping her thighs tightly he thrust into her again and again. Her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust. His hips slapped her thighs. Her moans were louder now, separated by gasps for air. Rick's eyes focused on Nancy's well fucked cunt. He watched it stretch around his engorged cock. He pulled his dick out, and then pushed it back in, watching every inch penetrate her.

"I... want...your... cock. Fuck...me...hard...Make...me come,' Nancy moaned between breathes. Rick pressed his thumb down just above her clit. He felt her muscle clamp down around him as she climaxed. His own orgasm quickly followed. His thrusts slowed then stopped with his cock buried deep inside her. Rick relaxed his grip on her legs and slowly pulled his cock out of her. He removed the bindings from her wrists. Finally took off her blindfold.

Nancy blinked as eyes adjusted to the light. She stood up, grabbed Rick's head and pulled him down into a kiss. She pressed her lips to his and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Then she pushed him into the pool.

Rick was ripped out of the dreamlike state of Nancy's kiss by the shock of the cold pool water. He burst onto the surface, sputtering and gasping for air. The sound of Nancy's laughter filled his ears.

"I'm sorry," she said between giggles, "it was just too much of a temptation. You should have seen the look on your face when you hit the water. I could get a million hits on YouTube if I had that on video. Holy shit that was funny."

Rick splashed some water at her and then starting laughing himself. It was funny. But he would have the last laugh. He swam to the side and hefted himself on to the pool deck.

Rick rubbed the back of his head, "I was going to tell you about the second time I fucked Courtenay, but I must have bumped my head. I'm having trouble remembering."

"What did you hit your head on?" she asked.

"I don't know, I guess you have hard water," he replied with a smile.

"You suck. I can't believe you are not going to tell me the rest of the story," Nancy pouted.

"I will call you later; maybe you can do something to jog my memory."

"I'm pretty sure I can come up with something," Nancy said slowly.

"I'll be looking forward to it," Rick said, rubbing his head once more. He reached for two towels, tossing one to her. She gingerly dried off her well-used pussy before wrapping the fluffy terrycloth around her body. He took her hand and they shuffled into the house, both limping slightly. 

As they put on their clothes, he noticed the time.

"Shit, I have to go," Rick said, "don't forget about your promise!"

Nancy smirked, "Oh, don't worry, I won't."

Rick kissed her firmly one more time, patted her cheekily on the rump, and then headed home.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 12



Thanks to my editor cheer_smartie526 for all the suggestions and corrections.

Let me know what you thought of this story, I am on the fence about bringing the "Amanda" Character back. 

*

Lynn hung up the phone. She had invited Rick over with a very ambiguous offer. She wasn't trying to be deceptive, but asking him come meet her friend that was a total prick tease did not sound like an offer he would accept. Lynn glanced at her friend, she was not much to look at, but somehow had an incredibly erotic presence.

"He is on his way," Lynn said. 

"You think he will agree to my terms?" Her friend asked. 

"Yea, he tends to be very agreeable when naked women are involved. And you can be pretty persuasive," Lynn answered, "Still just touching, no sex?"

"Just touching."

"I don't get you. You work for a phone sex company, but you have never been with a guy," Lynn said. 

"That means so much coming from you, the honor student that fucks like a bonobo monkey."

"Say rabbit, nobody gets that reference," Lynn scolded. 

"You do, and I was talking to you."

"Whatever. I'm not denying I am weird, I'm just saying you are weirder." Lynn said. 

"I will agree to that," her friend replied. 

"You know, Rick is pretty good, he could be your first," Lynn teased. 

"There's always a chance, but it hasn't happened yet. Guys are perverts, trust me, they prove it every day."

"I could be your first," Lynn said. 

"I'm not a lesbian, Lynn." 

"Neither am I, but I am curious. I mean, guys do all kinds of stupid shit to get in my pants, so sex with a woman has to be pretty amazing, right?" Lynn asked. 

"It's something in their DNA, they just can't help themselves."

"And we are better than that?" Lynn questioned.

"Maybe, maybe not," he friend teased back.

"I think he is here, are you ready?" Lynn inquired. 

Both the women looked out the window. Lynn's friend gasped when she saw Rick. She had played this game a few times before, but not with a physical specimen like this one. She took his features, from his broad chest and strong legs to details like the length of his fingers. She began to calculate how each of them would fit into her plan. She already felt aroused, more so than the other times she had done this. She wondered if she would be able to control him. It was a good thing she had brought something more potent than the riding crop to keep him in line. He would probably just laugh at her old toy.

"Yes, yes I am," her friend answered.

"Hi Rick," Lynn said as she opened the door.

"Hello Lynn," Rick replied, stepping inside.

"I'm glad you could come over, and I think you will be too."

"I have to admit, I am a bit intrigued by what you said on the phone."

"This is something that will need to stay between the three of us. Is that okay?" Lynn asked.

"Do you have a mouse in your pocket? I only see the two of us." Rick said.

"My friend wanted to be certain you were okay with what she wants before she comes out to meet you."

"Let's hear what she wants," Rick said.

"She wants you tied up and naked."

"That sounds pretty good," Rick replied.

"But you don't get to fuck her."

"Is she going to be naked?" Rick asked.

"Yes, and you get to touch her. Are you in?"

Rick took a deep breath. Just talking to Lynn had him pretty aroused. He knew nothing about her friend, other than the promise she would be naked. He wondered if this was some kind of trick or joke. He looked at Lynn. She did not look like she was trying to trick him. She looked horny. Rick could see her nipples protruding through her shirt. She looked eager. Her eyes begged him to say yes.

"Okay, I'm in. When do I meet your friend?" Rick asked.

"How about now?" said a voice from behind him. Rick turned to see a thin woman walking towards him. She was just over five feet tall, wearing a T-shirt and skirt. Her brown hair hung loosely around her shoulders and just covered her tits. Just like Lynn her nipples were obviously erect. Her breasts were smaller than Lynn's, probably an A cup. Completing her outfit was an eye mask resting on her high cheek bones.

"Hi, I'm Rick," he said, extending his hand.

"Hello Rick," she replied, shaking his hand.

"What's your name?" Rick asked.

"Whatever you want it to be."

"Rick," Lynn interrupted, "my friend values her privacy even more than you do. She's not from around here, and you will probably never see her again. Give her whatever name you want."

"But choose it carefully," Lynn's friend added, "You may be saying it in your sleep when you dream about me."

Rick paused. Lynn's friend was certainly not as sexy as Lynn. He wondered what she did that warranted such a production. He looked at her again, trying to think of a suitable name. She was thin and fit, like a distance runner. She had a pleasant smile and deep blue eyes that the mask could not hide.

"How about Lorraine?" Rick said

"No," Lynn interjected," That is to classy. How about Amanda?"

"You are such a dirty little slut Amanda, now get on your knees," her friend said, almost spitting the works out, "I like that. Let's go with it."

"So what are we going to do, Amanda?" Rick asked.

"You are going to take off your clothes and put this on," she said holding up a leather collar.

"Then what?" Rick asked

"Then I am going to attach a steel cable to the collar with a padlock. I'm a bit of a control freak. It is very important that you do what I tell you, and only what I tell you."

"You aren't going to piss on me, or anything freaky like that are you? "Rick asked.

"No, nothing like that," Amanda assured him.

"Then what?"

"I can tell you what you are not going to do. You are not going to fuck me. Now follow me down to the basement so we can get started," Amanda said.

"Is Lynn going to join us?" Rick asked

"She can accompany us and watch, but I don't think she will join in."

"How about it Lynn, do you want to watch this spectacle?" Rick inquired.

"Oh, I would not miss this for the world," Lynn answered.

Rick followed Lynn and Amanda down the stairs. He noticed that Amanda did not have much of an ass either. He began to wonder if this was some sort of prank again. He decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and continued to play along. In the middle of the room was a low padded bench up against narrow column. A steel cable was wrapped around the column.

"Take off your clothes and sit there," Amanda said, pointing to the bench.

Rick slowly removed his clothes. When he slipped his shorts off his erect cock sprang into view. Both girls smiled as they looked at his dick. Rick folded his clothes and set them on the ground then took a seat on the bench. Amanda walked behind him. He felt the collar on his neck, and heard the padlock latch shut.

"The collar has a steel cable in it, the only way you are getting out is with either the combination or bolt cutters. I have both, but you won't get them until after I am gone." Amanda said.

"Good to know," Rick replied.

"And, if you don't behave", Amanda said, holding up a black box, "I have this."

She pressed a button and bolt of electricity crackled between the two terminals of the stun gun.

"I used to have a riding crop, but that only encouraged bad behavior. Some guys are just freaks," she said with a grin.

"I can only imagine," Rick replied.

"I assure you this is not enjoyable," she said sternly, "although thirty thousand volts does have a way of clearing your mind," 

"I think I can behave", Rick replied, wondering what he was in for. He considered calling her bluff, knowing that if he was touching her the shock would travel through his body to hers. Rick decided to play along and remained quiet.

Amanda pulled her shirt over her head. Her skin was a uniform dark tan. Swollen pink nipples stood out from her cone shaped breasts. Her areolas were puffy and slightly larger than a quarter. Rick watched as she slid her skirt to the ground. She stood in front of him wearing only a black thong. She put her hands on her breasts and began tugging on her nipples.

Out of the corner of his eye Rick noticed Lynn was removing her clothes as well, but keeping her distance. He continued to watch Lorraine as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong. Slowly she slid it down her legs, revealing a small strip of hair above an otherwise bald pussy.

"I'm going to sit in your lap with my ass against your cock," Amanda said matter of factly, "and you are going to finger me until I cum. If you please me I will turn around and grind against your cock until I am done with you. Any mess you make will have to be cleaned up before I leave. Do you understand?" she said, lifting her eyebrow to punctuate her question.

"Yes Ma'am", Rick said sarcastically.

Rick regarded the woman in front of him. Her appearance was unremarkable. He would not give her a second look in a club or at the beach. But now, here, he wanted her. He wanted to bend her over and drive his cock into her until he exploded. Something about the way she talked made her unbelievably sexy. 

She slowly walked towards him. When she was directly in front of him she slowly turned and sat down. She was on the edge of the bench, right between his legs. She moved back until her firm ass pressed against his engorged cock.

"Okay, you can touch me now," she whispered.

Rick put his left hand on her hip. She was so thin that his thumb reached past the center of her back and his fingers rested on the inside of her thigh. He reached around her with his right hand, gently stroking the neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. He felt her ass press against his erection. Rick moved his right hand down, spreading her legs apart with his fingers. He ran the tip of his index finger over her clitoris, causing her to moan. With his thumb and pinky he slowly stroked the inside of her thighs. Finally his index finger slipped between her swollen labia. She felt hot and wet. The two fingers that were between her legs were completely soaked. Rick pressed the tip of his finger inside her. 

"Oh that feels good," Amanda moaned. 

"I want you," Rick replied. 

"You want your cock inside me, don't you?" she asked. 

"I just want you to cum," Rick answered.

Rick gently pushed her forward with his left hand. Her ass felt a lot better than he thought it would, and he wanted to make sure he lasted until she turned around. Rick felt her lean back and put her head on his shoulder, giving him an unobstructed view of her breasts. He licked his lips as he stared at her puffy dark nipples. The swollen rosebuds stood out from her firm pointy tits. Rick was pretty sure he could fit her entire breast in his mouth. He longed to find out.

Amanda moaned as Rick pushed his finger inside her about an inch. He arched his finger, deliberately avoiding her clit. He could feel her contracting around him, almost like she was trying to suck him in. Rick moved his digit back and forth, slowly penetrating her over and over. He continued to stroke her thighs with his finger and thumb.

"Does my tight little pussy feel good?" Amanda whispered in his ear. 

"So good," Rick replied. 

"I'm wet and horny for you. I want you to fill me up. I may look small, but I can take all you have," she said. 

"Oh really?" Rick asked. 

"Lynn told me what you two did. Is that what you want to do to me? Do you want to fuck me with your big hard cock?"

Rick paused. Lynn was supposed to be sworn to secrecy about their encounter. He wondered if Amanda was bluffing, if this was just part of her dirty talk. Rick glanced over at Lynn. She had one hand between her legs and the other tugging on her nipple. Her eyes were focused on Amanda. Rick looked back at the puffy pink pebbles on Amanda's tits.

"You want me on my back with my legs wrapped around you, just like Lynn. You want to ram your cock into my tight little hole don't you? I want you to come all over my tits, just like you did to Lynn." Amanda whispered in his ear.

Rick felt a sense of relief. It sounded like she was just talking dirty, that Lynn had not betrayed his confidence. Rick began to enjoy her monologue now that his concerns were set aside. He thrust his finger deep into her and pressed down on her clit with the heel of his hands. Rick heard Amanda gasp as he moved his finger in and out of her sex. She felt incredibly tight.

Amanda pushed back, forcing herself against Rick's cock. Her quick movement caught Rick by surprise. Amanda was much stronger than she appeared She was grinding her ass against his erection and Rick felt his orgasm slowly building. Rick knew the race was on now. He had to bring her to orgasm before she did the same to him. He craned his head forward. Rick pursed his lips and blew onto her breast. He saw goose bumps appear where his cool breath hit her sweaty skin. At the same time he pushed two fingers deep inside her. She moaned in response, and then squeezed his cock with her ass.

"Are you thinking of shoving your big hard cock in my boney little ass? I bet you would like that. I bet you would like to ass fuck poor little Amanda until you cum," she hissed. She looked to her right. Lynn was laid out on the sofa. Her legs were spread wide and she was shoving two fingers in and out of her pussy. Her other hand was in her mouth. Amanda was a bit stunned when she saw Lynn take her hand out of her pussy and put it into her mouth. Lynn's other hand when from between her lips to between her legs. 

Rick focused on what he was doing to her, trying not to think about what she was saying.

Rick felt her start thrusting her hips towards his hand. She felt tight around his fingers. He knew that he was pulling ahead in the race. They both heard Lynn moan from across the room. Rick remained focused on what he was doing. He knew that seeing Lynn finger herself to orgasm would not help him at all.

When Amanda saw Lynn she gasped and her body stiffened. Suddenly Rick felt his fingers getting drenched as Amanda's pussy gripped him tightly. He felt Amanda's breathing begin to slow down. She reached around and stroked his cock with her hand.

"It looks like you made it to round two," she said as she stood up and turned around.

Rick took a moment to look at Amanda again. Her lithe body was covered in sheen of perspiration, pasting her brown hair to her breasts. Her lips parted to reveal a bright smile. Rick glanced down to see that her labia looked slightly puffy and very wet. He felt his cock ache at the sight. Rick knew there was no chance he was going to withstand her rubbing his erection. She had told him that any mess would have to be cleaned up. He wondered exactly what that meant.

Rick noticed Lynn walking towards them, dragging a chair behind her.

"I'm getting a front row seat for this show," she said, settling into the chair. 

"You can look but don't touch," Amanda replied. 

"That's going to be a challenge," Lynn said, looking right at Amanda's puffy nipples and licking her lips.

Rick remained silent, taking note of the fact that Lynn was still looking at Amanda. She had not so much has glanced at him. His mind pictured Amanda and Lynn together, and he felt his cock ache again. He wondered if he should tell Amanda that he was going to cum all over her. He hoped she would not be mad.

Slowly Amanda climbed onto Rick's lap. She draped her legs over his thighs and wrapped her arms around his neck. She still had the stun gun in her hand. Rick put one arm behind Amanda's back with his hand on her neck. He stroked her hair with his other hand.

"Can I touch your breasts?" Rick asked. 

"Not with your hands and not with your mouth. You will have to be creative," Amanda replied.

Rick felt Amanda move forward in his lap. Her pussy felt like liquid fire as she pressed her body against his. Rick watched as his erection cleaved her labia apart. It felt like she was melting as she ground herself against him. Rick gathered her hair in his hand. Rick snapped his wrist and whipped the bundle of hair against her nipple. A grin spread across his face when she moaned in response. Rick tightened his grip on her neck as she squirmed in his lap. 

"Just say the word and I will fuck your brains out," Rick moaned.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" she replied. 

"Oh, you would like it to. You know you want to ride my big hard cock", Rick whispered to her. 

"I've got to admit, it is tempting", she replied, "but it is so much more fun to tease you."

Rick flailed her hair against her tits again. In return she took her hand off his neck used her fingers to smear her wetness over the head of his cock. Rick clenched his jaw and tightened his muscles, trying to hold back his orgasm. He looked her directly in the eye. She stared back at him with a combination of lust and determination. Rick let go of her neck and moved his hand down to her ass. He expected her to fall backwards when he stopped supporting her, but she did not waiver. Amanda anchored herself to Rick by wrapping her legs tightly around his waist. Slowly she leaned back until she was horizontal. She raised her hip and her pussy slid along the length of his cock until her labia was pressed against the crown of his dick. Then just as slowly she sat up straight 

"I'm impressed," Rick said. 

"That's just the tip of the iceberg, I can do things you can't possibly imagine", Amanda replied. 

"I don't know I can imagine an awful lot"

Rick put his hand back on her neck and pulled her tight against his body. He felt her nipples dig into his chest. Rick cupped her ass in his other hand, extending his fingers between her cheeks. He heard her gasp as he did. Slowly he began to move her up and down, rubbing her swollen nipples across his sweat soaked skin. He pressed her clit against his cock, causing her to moan again.

"That's it, make me cum. Make me cum all over your dick. You feel so good. You feel so hard", Amanda moaned. 

"Give it to me. Show me how wet you can get", Rick responded. He knew it was going to be close. Holding back his orgasm was taking most of his strength.

Amanda cried out as she climaxed. Rick continued to slide her body against his own as she squirmed in his arms. When he felt her go limp he leaned her away from his body. Then his own orgasm erupted, a thick stream of cum arced through the air in front of Amanda's face then splashed onto her breast. A second stream followed the same path, but landed right on her navel. The rest bubbled out of Rick's cock and coated the head of his penis.

"What a fucking mess!" Amanda said excitedly as she looked at her body. 

"I think it looks good on you", Rick replied with a smile. 

"I'm not leaving until this mess gets cleaned up," Amanda said insistently. 

"Who says I want you to leave?" Rick asked.

"I'd like to help", Lynn interjected, taking the stun gun from Lorraine and pulling her from Rick's lap.

Rick sat in stunned silence at the two women standing in front of him. He watched Lynn slowly bend over towards Amanda. She put her hands on Amanda's shoulders and lowered her head towards Amanda's breast. Lynn hesitated, looking up at her friend, wordlessly asking permission to continue. Amanda nodded slightly, and Lynn pressed her lips to Amanda's cum soaked breast. Rick watched as Lynn licked the puffy pink nipple with her tongue. He sat motionless as Lynn's tongue scooped his cum off of Amanda's body into her own mouth. He felt his cock ache as Lynn engulfed Amanda's petite breasts. Slowly Lynn's mouth worked its way down Lorraine's body, following the rivulets of semen that had spread across her ribs, down her belly and between her legs. When Lynn's tongue lapped up the cum between Amanda's legs Rick heard a low moan. He was not sure which of the women had made the noise, he only knew that it turned him on.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 12



"No more mess", Lynn said, still on her knees. 

"I think you missed a little", Amanda replied, looking at Rick's still hard cock, "and I am not leaving until this entire mess is cleaned up."

Rick smiled as Lynn turned his attention to him. She slowly stood and turned around. Lynn stared at her friend has she stepped back towards him. Rick put his hands on Lynn's hips, guiding her down towards his throbbing erection. He felt her labia stretch over the tip of his cock. Rick moved his hands up Lynn's fit body. He cupped her tits in his hands as she slowly rode up and down on his dick. He could see that Amanda was still staring into Lynn's eyes. The room was silent except for the wet sound of Lynn fucking Rick and the panting breath of all three of them. Lynn began to mew softly. Rick put his hands on her hips, supporting some of her weight as her orgasm flowed through her body. When it ended she stood briefly then sank to her knees.

"I better make sure I did not miss any", Lynn said, turning towards. Rick. She lowered her head and swallowed his cock. Rick looked first at Lynn, then at Amanda. He was stuck by the intensity with which Amanda was watching Lynn. Her eyes followed Lynn's head as it bobbed up and down on his dick.

When Lynn finally raised her head she turned to her friend, "I'm pretty sure I got it all. "

"It looks like you did," Amanda replied, still somewhat breathless. 

"Does that mean you are going to leave?"

"For now", Amanda answered. 

"Is there anything else I can do for you, or more specifically, to you? " Rick asked.

"Can you hammer a six inch spike through a board with your penis?" Amanda asked. 

"Not right now", Rick answered. 

"A girl has to have her standards", Amanda said with a shrug. She bent over and picked up her clothes. 

"I will walk you out", Lynn said to her friend. 

"I will give you the combination when we get upstairs", Amanda replied.

Rick watched the two naked women walk up the stairs. He leaned back against the post and took a deep breath. The room smelled like sex. He wondered if he would ever see Amanda again.

Lynn paused at the top of the stairs and looked back at Rick.

"What did you think of him?" she asked.

"Surprising, we must bring him back, maybe invite him to dinner." Amanda answered.

"Oh really, I guess he made quite an impression," Lynn said, running her finger along Amanda's ass.

"You were right," she conceded. 

"Right about what?" Lynn said with a knowing smile.

"He could be the one."

Amanda put her hand on her head and pulled her wig off, revealing short blonde hair with a purple streak running through it. She peeled the mask of and handed both items to Lynn.

"A souvenir," she offered.

Lynn watched her friend get dressed and walk out the front door. Then she headed down the stairs to give Rick something to remember the evening by.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 13



Thanks to Cheer_smartie526 for editing. The story is much better now.

Note- I was not certain about the category on this one, if you think it should have gone somewhere else let me know. I will try to do better next time. 

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Nancy stared at the screen of her smart phone as she walked towards her house. The screen displayed a map with two dots on it. One dot was at her house, the other dot was moving towards it. She, or rather her phone, was the moving dot. A smile of satisfaction spread across her face. The software was working exactly the way she wanted it to. It was hardly revolutionary; in fact similar technology had been around for a while. The difference was her program could not be turned off by the user. That feature would keep everyone honest. She dialed Rick's number. As usual he answered on the second ring.

"Would you like to play a game?" Nancy asked, setting her phone down and pressing the Bluetooth headset into her ear. 

"What did you have in mind?" Rick replied. 

"A game of chase, but with a twist."

"Everything with you has a twist. Tell me how it will work."

"We both go for a run, you start from your house, and I start from mine. If you catch me, you fuck me," Nancy said as she climbed onto her bed. Just talking about sex with Rick was a bit of a thrill.

"But I'm going to catch you away from your house, out in public," Rick said, sounding a little confused.

"Exactly," Nancy replied, her lips curling into a grin. It was time to raise the bar again.

"I'm not sure I want to get arrested for public indecency."

"Well, then you better catch me in a private place." Nancy replied. 

"How will I know where you are?" Rick asked.

"We can track each other on our phones. You will know where I am, but not where I am going. And there is one more thing."

"I am almost afraid to ask what it is," Rick groaned. The thought of sex in public was making him uneasy. He wondered what else she was going to add. 

"You won't be the only one chasing me."

"So I am going to racing against some other guy to find you?" Rick asked. 

"No, the other person is a woman. If you see a guy on top of me kick his fucking ass." Nancy answered. 

"I'm still not sure this is a good idea."

"You are the one that wanted to get some cardio in. Don't worry, the route I have in mind has some pretty secluded spots," Nancy assured him. 

"So who is the other person?" Rick inquired.

"You don't know her. She will be wearing a purple shirt and black shorts. Don't worry so much about her, worry about catching me."

"What if she finds you first?" Rick asked. Against his better judgment he had already decided to agree. The throbbing erection in his shorts probably had something to do with his decision.

"Then you get to watch, not bad for second place."

"Okay, I'm in. When do we start?"

"In one hour. Oh, and I would suggest that you wear something loose fitting. You don't want to look like a pervert running around with a hard on," Nancy said as she disconnected the call. Without a pause she dialed again. The call was answered on the first ring. 

"Trinity, how are you?" Nancy said. 

"I'm good. How is my favorite lesbian in denial?"

"I wanted to let you know the game is on. My boy toy has agreed to play. We start in an hour. You need to wear a purple shirt and black shorts so he can recognize you."

"Okay," Trinity replied, "does he know not to join in when I catch you? Because when I do you are all mine."

"Correction, Trinity, *if* you catch me, he is pretty fast. And the rules go both ways. You don't get to join in either, even if he begs you to," Nancy instructed, briefly imagining being taken by both of them. It was an unlikely fantasy. Trinity did not like to share.

"I think I am better motivated. You have no idea how long I have waited for this," Trinity said. 

"We shall see. We start in one hour, actually 58 minutes. I will set up the link with your phone right before I start."

"See you soon," Trinity said, and the call ended.

Nancy turned to her computer and began typing in the codes and other information to link the three phones together. The phones would use towers to determine location, the tall buildings along part of the route made a mess of GPS signals. Minutes ticked by. Nancy uploaded the codes and then went to her room to get dressed. She chose a white front zip sports bra, short shorts and ankle socks. She slipped off her skirt and panties and pulled her shirt over her head. Just thinking about the game had made her nipples hard. She stepped into her shorts, and then bent over in front of the mirror. She wanted something that provided easy access, but covered enough for her to run through the park without causing a disturbance. These shorts were perfect. 

Rick dug through his drawers, looking for a shirt that hung low enough to cover his crotch. He found an old basketball jersey that would work. He held up two pair of shorts, trying to decide if lined or unlined would be more comfortable. He had never run with an erection before. He picked the shorts with the liner. He did not know how long the run was going to be, but more than a mile with no support would probably be painful. He looked at the clock, somehow 47 minutes has passed. He quickly dressed and headed to the door. His phone beeped, acknowledging an incoming message. He glanced at it, Nancy had sent two pictures. The first was a full length photo of herself, probably so he would know what she was wearing. The second was the bottom of her shoe. She had a pair of the barefoot shoes that fit her toes like gloves. Rick starred at the picture for a moment, wondering why she sent it. He did not have a foot fetish. Then it dawned on him that he might be looking for her footprint on some of the dirt trails in the park. Rick looked at his phone again. It was time to start running.

Trinity located the appropriate top and shorts. She stopped to look at herself in the mirror, imagining Nancy's hands on her naked body. The two of them had fooled around a little bit to satisfy Nancy's curiosity, but had never fulfilled Trinity's desires. Trinity stroked her perky B cup breasts, fantasizing it was Nancy. With a shake of her head Trinity focused on the task at hand. She did not want her competition to get a head start. She pulled on the shorts, forgoing panties. Trinity selected a black front zip sports bra and a tight fitting purple top. The last thing she picked up was her camelback pack. In addition to the water bladder it contained pepper spray and a stun gun. If this game got out of hand she was prepared to end it. Once she had her shoes on she sat by the door, watching the minutes tick by.

Nancy picked up her last accessory, a small waist pack containing her phone, pepper spray and a Smith and Wesson 442 revolver. Her route was in a safe area, but she wanted to be prepared for anything. She clipped a whistle to the outside of the pack and headed out the door, right on time. Nancy pulled her phone out and glanced at the display. Three dots appeared on the screen, all converging towards the center. She was headed for City Park, and the others were on a course to intercept her there. The park had a winding maze of interconnected running trails. Some were wide paved pathways and some were narrow dirt paths through the woods. Some of the trails were not on any map. She noticed the dot representing Trinity seemed to be going faster than the other two. Nancy felt a little anxious about including Trinity in this game. She wondered what Trinity had in mind, if it would be more of the casual, playful touching the two of them had engaged in previously, or if it was going to be something hard core. Nancy wondered how Rick would react to seeing her with another woman.

Rick maintained a medium pace. He did not see a reason to arrive at the park exhausted. He suspected Nancy would spend some time in the crowded areas, taunting her pursuers, so there was no rush to get there first. He wanted to have energy to sprint after Nancy when she was in the more isolated parts of the park. He wondered what his competition looked like. He wondered if he should let her catch Nancy so he could watch the two of them. As he approached the park he began to see other runners. He looked for a woman in a purple top. Depending on where her start point was, she might already be in the park waiting for Nancy to arrive. Rick glanced at his phone and it confirmed his guess. Both Nancy and his competition were already in the park. As he approached Nancy's indicated location his other guess was confirmed. He saw Nancy; she was in the middle of a small group doing some kind of stretching exercise. It appeared to be a combination of yoga and martial arts. He considered joining the group, but instead decided to sit down and stretch on his own. His vantage point on the edge of the group allowed him to look for the other woman. 

Trinity had been waiting at the park for a few minutes before Nancy jogged by. Trinity watched Nancy join a group doing some kind of exercise. When Nancy bent over to touch her toes Trinity watched the fabric of her shorts pull tight on her ass. The material was completely smooth, not even the tiny ridge of a thong appeared. Trinity felt a thrill knowing that only a wispy scrap of fabric kept Nancy from being half naked. Trinity sat down on a bench, quickly scanning the crowd for Rick. She had seen a few pictures of him, but was not sure she could pick him out of the crowd at the park. There were quite a few young men that fit his general description milling about, watching the group exercising. She made note of each one, wondering which ones would begin running once Nancy left. Her gaze returned to Nancy. Trinity admired her friend's long legs. They were well toned. It was easy to imagine gently stroking them. They were bare from ankle to just below her buttock.

Neither of her pursuers was being very stealthy. Nancy had seen Trinity waiting at the park. Rick had arrived just after the morning group stretch had started. Nancy was still thinking of how difficult she wanted to make this game. She was much more familiar with the park than either of the people chasing her. There were many unmarked trails that would not appear on the phones. Rick and Trinity would be forced to guess their way through the maze, or crash through the brush if they lost sight of her. When the exercise ended Nancy slipped into the middle of a group of runners. She glanced at the display on her phone. Rick and Trinity were still stationary.

Rick scanned the group as it broke up. Three gaggles of runners had formed, all going in slightly different directions. Even with the tracking software on the phone it was hard to see which group Nancy was in. He shifted he eyes from one to the other. There was no shortage of attractive women in each group, which distracted him from his main mission. A blonde woman with breasts that overwhelmed her bra caught his attention. With each stride the woman's D cup tits bounced up and down. Rick fully expected the bra to come apart at the seams.

From her vantage point Trinity saw Nancy join a group of runners. She took off in pursuit. The group formed a long line and Nancy was near the front. They began to skirt the edge of the duck pond. They were running along a boardwalk with a rail on one side and the pond on the other. Trinity increased her speed and began to overtake some of the runners. She was close enough to Nancy to see her muscles flex each time she took another stride. Trinity smiled, once again thinking of the way Nancy's legs would feel.

Suddenly a group of kids that had been feeding the ducks turned to leave. They swarmed onto the boardwalk between Trinity and Nancy. The group of runners slowed to a brisk walk as they navigated through the children. Trinity watched as Nancy pulled away and turned onto a wooded trail.

Rick was dividing his attention between Nancy running along the lakeside boardwalk and a small group of coeds stretching right in front of him. None of them were as attractive as Nancy. Rick's fantasy with the coeds was interrupted when Nancy flashed by, catching him flat of foot and hard of dick. He stretched his jersey over his erection as he stumbled to catch up with Nancy. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed another woman on the boardwalk. She was tall, really tall. She was probably over six feet. She ran with long graceful strides like a gazelle. Rick changed his mind as he watched her weave through the crowd. She ran more like a cheetah. She was clearly chasing something or someone. Then he noticed her purple top. It was his competition. He knew he should be running after Nancy, but he could not take his eyes off the woman. As she approached he could make out more details. Her breasts were no more than average size, probably a B cup. She was wearing a sports bra, which probably made them look smaller than they actually were. She was wearing a ball cap and sunglasses, so it was hard to see her face. What he could see pleased him. Her hair was tied in a ponytail that bounced behind her as she ran. Her skin was tan, the type of golden tan that was the result of many hours spent in the sunlight. Her limbs were well muscled. She sprinted past him but Rick saw her in slow motion. He noticed that her tits did not bounce wildly, and that her ass did not jiggle as she ran down the same path as Nancy. Maybe he should let her win; she probably looked spectacular when she was naked. Finally Rick snapped out of his daze. He glanced down at his phone. Nancy was probably 400 yards ahead of him. He began to run.

Nancy alternated left and right turns as she ran through the spaghetti bowl of trails that criss crossed this part of the park. Some were wide, some were narrow. She smiled when she thought of Rick and Trinity trying to follow her through this maze. They would probably run into each other before they ran into her. Her plan was to toy with them here for a while, then head out into the open for a nice fast chase. If one of them did not catch her, she would circle back through the crowded part of the park and tease them with some stretching again. Suddenly Rick appeared at a fork in the trail 20 yards to her front. She quickly took the next turn, and then glanced down at her phone. Apparently he had not seen her; he was headed in the wrong direction. Seeing him so close by had excited her. She imagined him tackling her and dragging her into the brush. When they were alone he would ravage her. Nancy became aware of her nipples swelling under her sports bra. She focused on being the hunted, watching out for Rick and Trinity. 

"We are all going in circles," Trinity muttered to herself as she looked at the display on her smart phone. She had briefly seen both Rick and Nancy, but just as quickly had lost them. She stopped running and watched the other two dots dance around the screen. Rick was moving much faster than Nancy. Clearly Nancy was trying to wear them out so she could beat them in a sprint when she cleared the winding trails in this part of the park. Trinity leaned against the tree, perhaps she could ambush Nancy. With one quick zip Nancy's tits could be freed from her sports bra. Trinity touched her own lips as she thought of Nancy's breasts bursting out of the confines of her top. She glanced at her phone again. Nancy was headed back to the main park, she was making her break.

Rick noticed Nancy's dot now moving in a straight line. She must have cleared the brush. He made his own trail through the trees and bushes, ducking under the thick branches and pushing the thinner ones aside. He was disappointed that he had not caught Nancy here. The brush was thick enough to provide a great deal of privacy. He cleared the edge of the brush and saw that both women were ahead of him. There was no way he would catch Nancy before the other woman did. His only chance to be with Nancy was if she could out run her pursuer. He briefly considered tackling his opponent, but even that was unlikely given the lead she had. Rick resigned himself to watching if Nancy lost this sprint. Rick started to imagine Nancy pinned down by the Amazon in the purple top. He had to stop when his erection made it difficult to run.

The display showed Nancy that both Rick and Trinity were out of the woods with Trinity in the lead. Nancy increased her pace to a near sprint. She was enjoying the game and was not quite ready to get caught. It looked like Trinity was holding her lead. Nancy wondered what her long-legged friend had in mind. Trinity was her first bi-curious experiment. They had made out a few times and Nancy had let Trinity get to second base before deciding she was not ready to be with a woman. Trinity had been very understanding, but continued to drop some not-so-subtle hints that she wanted the relationship to go further. Nancy enjoyed playing hard to get, and Trinity seemed to enjoy her role in the "flirtationship" as well. Nancy imagined being pinned down by her friend, helpless as Trinity's lips teased her swollen nipples.

A branch slapped Nancy in the face, snapping her out of her daydream. She looked at her phone, Trinity was gaining on her. Rick was making up ground as well, but he was too far back to do anything but watch. With a grunt Nancy broke into a full sprint. She was less than 600 yards from the pavilion, which was much too public for either of her pursuers to do anything. She could catch her breath there.

Trinity's long legs were closing the distance between herself and Nancy, but not as fast as she expected. Trinity was surprised at how fast Nancy was. All she needed was about two more minutes and she would be on top of Nancy, literally. Her original plan was to hold Nancy in her arms and kiss her deeply. As the amount of effort to catch her quarry increased, so did the aggressiveness of Trinity's plan. Now she wanted to tackle Nancy and pin her down. One she had Nancy immobilized she would slide Nancy's hands under her own sports bra. Trinity wanted to feel Nancy's hands on her own breasts. It would be even hotter if Nancy's boy toy was hiding in the bushes watching them make love. But none of that would happen until she caught Nancy. And that was proving to be more difficult than anticipated.

Rick breathed a sigh of relief as he rounded the corner and saw Trinity and Nancy standing in a sea of other people. Both of them were bent over, hands on their thighs, breathing heavily. Rick took comfort in the fact that he could have continued the sprint for another five minutes. He watched Nancy begin to do some stretching. It was like she was showing off her body just to taunt her pursuers. Rick glanced at Purple. Again he wondered if he should let her catch Nancy and just enjoy the show. Would Purple ravage Nancy like he planned to? He wanted to grab Nancy from behind and force her on to her knees. He would unzip her top and pull down her shorts. Once she was naked and on the ground he would fuck her doggie style while he tugged on her breasts and pinched her nipples. Rick was going to fuck her with only his own pleasure in mind. After he filled her pussy with his cum he would slide his cock into her mouth and make her lick him clean. Rick bent down to retie his shoe and hide is bulging erection. He looked at Purple again. What would she do? He pictured Nancy kneeling in front of Purple with her head buried between Purple's long lean legs. The tall woman would have two handfuls of Nancy's hair, pulling her in tight. Rick reined his thoughts in sharply. As much as he was enjoying the fantasy, Rick forced himself to stop. He had to be ready to run at a moment's notice, and the hard-on in his shorts would not help out.

Nancy's eyes darted between Rick and Trinity. Rick seemed much more focused than he had been at the last stop. He was even ignoring a group of coeds that were clearly trying to get his attention with revealing stretches. Nancy watched the traffic on the main road through the park. It was heavy enough that it was worth waiting for the signal light to cross. She stopped her stretching and began a slow jog towards the intersection. She saw Rick and Trinity begin to move. Nancy looked at the traffic light again. The don't walk sign was on, but the light was still green. When it turned to yellow she sprinted full out across the street. Just as she stepped over the opposite curb the light changed, stranding her pursuers on the opposite side of the road. Rick turned up the street and continued running. Trinity watched the traffic, waiting for a big enough break to dart across the intersection. Nancy began running at a brisk pace into the other side of the park. She glanced at her phone. Rick was already across. Nancy recalled there being a pedestrian overpass about two hundred yards down the street. Rick had found it and was trying to head her off at the pass. Trinity was on the move as well, rapidly closing the distance between them with her long strides. Nancy turned to run up a steep hill. The trail was more suited for full suspension mountain bikes to go down than it was to run up. The uneven trail and loose surface slowed her pace. She knew it would take away the advantage of Rick and Trinity's longer legs. She turned down a side trail, ducking under a low branch. 




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 13



"I'm woody the wabbit," she muttered to herself.

Just as she broke into a small clearing she felt Rick's strong arms wrap around her waist and lift her into the air.

It was a lucky guess. Rick had gambled that Nancy would try to lose them in another maze of trails. He was quite familiar with the bike trails in this part of the park. Rick had come close to breaking an arm or leg bombing down the steep hills on his bike a few days earlier. His legs were on fire from sprinting up the hill, but this was the perfect spot to catch Nancy. None of the developed trails led to this spot. The path he and Nancy had been on was used more by the deer in the park than by people. With one arm holding her tightly around the waist he put his other hand on her sports bra. Rick unzipped it and let Nancy's breasts tumble free. She struggled and grunted, trying to break free from his grasp. Both of them were wet with sweat and she slipped around in his grasp. Rick pulled her shorts down to her knees, limiting her movement. He was not completely surprised she did not have panties on. A thong would have been a nice surprise, but having her naked was fantastic. Rick pushed her to the ground. Nancy's breasts sank into the soft grass. Rick pinned her down by putting his hand between her shoulder blades and pulled her bra off completely.

Although she knew it would be impossible to get away from Rick without getting extremely violent, Nancy struggled with all her might. The soft sandy soil did not provide much traction for her escape attempts. She did not want this to be easy for him. The calming smell of the fresh grass contrasted with the harshness of Rick's attack. She felt his knee in the small of her back and his hand pulling back on her pony tail. She could feel her shorts sliding down her legs. Soon she was naked except for her hat and her shoes. Rick straddled her and pulled her arms above her head. She felt his full weight on the small of her back. He bound her wrists with the running shorts and then blindfolded her with the sports bra. Even though she was blind and handcuffed, she tried to drag herself forward with her elbows. Rick pulled her up onto her knees, roughly squeezing her breasts. She felt his throbbing erection pressed into her back. 

Gasping for breath, Trinity finally crested the hill. She knew she would be too late. She had seen the dots on her phone converge. Maybe the two of them would put on a good show. At the very least she would make sure Nancy's boy toy did not get too rough. The sight that greeted her was surprisingly arousing. Nancy was kneeling, facing her, and blindfolded. Nancy's arms were raised above her head and tied together. Her body was covered in dirt and grass and nothing else. Rick was behind Nancy with one hand on Nancy's breast as the other grasped Nancy's hair. Trinity crouched down near a bush, watching as Rick tugged on Nancy's nipples and kissed her on the neck and face. Trinity felt a bit jealous of Rick as he caressed Nancy's breasts. More than once Trinity had gotten herself off thinking of putting her hands on Nancy's firm round tits. Watching Rick do what she had fantasized about was turning her on. She slipped one hand inside her shorts. Why let a moment like this go to waste? Trinity discovered she was quite wet between her legs. She looked back at Rick and Nancy. He was tugging on her pony tail with one hand. His other hand had moved between Nancy's legs. Trinity imagined Nancy was just as wet as she was. She could see Nancy was enjoying being treated roughly. It showed in her face and her mock struggle with Rick. This was a far cry from what Trinity had planned if she had been the one to catch Nancy. She wanted to show her friend the pleasure of a woman's gentle touch.

Rick pulled a little harder on Nancy's hair, forcing her head back. He wanted to see her tits, specifically her swollen nipples, as he thrust his fingers into her. She was clearly turned on. Rick looked up and saw a glimpse of Purple on the edge of the clearing. She was crouched behind a bush, but her top half was easily visible. A devilish thought crossed his mind. Rick removed his hand from between Nancy's legs. She whimpered quietly as he did. Rick motioned for Purple to approach, then he flipped Nancy onto her back and pinned her arms to the ground. He motioned to Purple again, and she reluctantly approached.

Nancy was exhausted, sore and dirty. She was also turned on beyond belief. Rick's hands pressed against her upper arms and his hips rubbed against her thighs. His rock hard cock rested at her soaking wet opening. She wanted to feel him thrust inside her. He released her arms, but put one hand on her collar bone, just below her throat. She was still immobilized. Nancy jumped as one nipple was captured between two demanding fingers and the other nipple was grasped firmly by a set of teeth. Moments later Rick's cock penetrated her. He fucked her with long hard thrusts. Her breasts bounced each time he rammed his dick into her. Jolts of ecstasy sizzled from her nipples to her vagina. Nancy felt an orgasm boiling inside her body. The violent thrusting, the hand almost around her neck, and the tugging on her nipples all combined to push her over the edge. She cried out as her climax washed over her. Rick continued to batter her pussy with his cock. She felt him erupt inside her, but he did not slow down. His erection did not waiver. Over and over he pounded his hips against her thighs. Nancy felt another orgasm building. The pressure on her nipples was almost painful, but at the same time delightful. Warm wet lips engulfed one breast while the other continued to be pinched and tugged. She moaned as her second orgasm enveloped her. Rick's thrusting began to slow.

Trinity pulled her mouth from Nancy's breast. She had been confused when Rick motioned her closer. She thought he just wanted to rub in the fact he had bested her. When she got closer he touched his lips, then Nancy's breast. The wetness on his hand from fingering Nancy was now on her breast. Trinity had wasted no time in accepting Rick's offer to share his prize. As he fucked Nancy to her climax, Trinity toyed with Nancy's breasts. Trinity was a bit surprised when she came herself, an almost sympathetic response to Nancy's intense orgasm. As Rick finally began to slow down Trinity retreated back into the brush.

Watching Purple tug on Nancy's breasts had accelerated his orgasm, but it had also prolonged his erection. Rick kept fucking Nancy for several minutes after he came, giving him the longest orgasm he had ever experienced. He pulled Nancy up into a sitting position and pressed his half hard cock to her lips. She hungrily accepted it, moaning as she licked every bit of cum off of it. When Nancy was done Rick removed the blindfold and untied her wrists. After he pulled her to her feet Rick leaned down and kissed her. 

"Where's Trinity? " Nancy asked.

"Who? You mean Purple? She is gone," Rick replied. 

"Was it close?"

"Very, I was maybe a minute ahead of her. I think a rematch may be in order," Rick said. 

Nancy put her hands on Rick head and looked him in the eyes, "I wondered if you were going to let her win, she is pretty hot. I bet you would like to see Trinity naked."

Rick smiled, "Like I said, rematch. We might have to go for two out of three."

Nancy pulled her shorts and top back on, cringing slightly at her disheveled appearance. She looked around for Trinity one more time, and then followed Rick down the hill.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 14



Thanks to my fabulous editor Cheer_Smartie526 for fixing all my errors and some hot suggestions. 

As always I welcome comments and suggestions. 

*

Rick waved as the last of his friends drove away, and then turned to face Nancy. "I think that went well."

"It did indeed," Nancy replied.

"At first I thought your friends were going to put a damper on the party. I was wrong. Patricia, the DEA agent, had some awesome stories. I had no idea that narcs were so funny."

"I'll be sure to tell her that if the whole "busting drug dealers" gig doesn't work out she can try stand-up," Nancy joked.

"And the other guy - he was pretty cool, too. I guess having a state liquor commission agent at the party is one way to keep everyone from drinking. He had some good stories too. Do you have any boring friends?" Rick asked.

Nancy punched him in the shoulder, "Just you."

"You don't find me exciting?" Rick asked.

"In some ways yes, in some ways not yet."

"How am I not exciting?" he inquired.

"Have you been in any shoot outs?"

"Okay, point taken. I'm a lover not a fighter, at least for now." Rick replied.

Nancy put her arm around his waist, "We should focus on that for now. Now that I know all the cheerleaders who is next on your list?"

"I don't know. Who do you think I have the best chance with?" Rick asked.

"Eileen was checking you out, but I'm not sure her girlfriend would approve. And I'm not sure you are ready to be between two lesbians." Nancy cautioned.

"But that would be so awesome," Rick replied, feeling is penis start to swell at the thought of being sandwiched between Eileen and Helga.

"The redheaded cheerleader seemed to like you, what is her story?"

"Olivia? She isn't actually a cheerleader. She filled in as our trainer and manager when Ms. Wilson was busy with something else at school. She's nice. Now that I think of it, she did seem pretty eager to tape up my ankle when I twisted it a few months ago."

"She might want to tie you up..." Nancy speculated. 

"Really," Rick said thoughtfully, "I will have to see what I can do to encourage her. What did you think of Lynn?"

"She was fucking hot. As soon as I saw her, I started thinking about the story you told me. I can totally see her doing all those things to you. I'm getting wet just talking about it."

Rick turned to face Nancy. He put his arms around her and ran his hand down her back. His fingers slipped inside her shorts. As he pulled her tight against his body, he felt her erect nipples press against his skin. He stroked her hair. His erection pressed into Nancy's firm belly.

"There was one more, the really tall girl. You spent a lot of time talking to her. Who was that?" Nancy asked.

"Traci? I've know her since like third grade. She is an even bigger geek than I am. She is big into cosplay, you know, dressing up as sci-fi characters. She looks great as a Na'vi from Avatar. She likes to dress up as Lilu Dallas from Fifth Element, even though she is a bit tall for it."

"So she is in the friend zone?"

"Oh yeah, totally." Rick replied.

Nancy grinned, "the friends with benefits zone? '

Rick grimaced, "No, well, I don't think so. I mean she does rock the nerd girl look, but I don't think she is interested in me."

"Who is she interested in?"

"Some other guys. I think she could do better, but she likes what she likes, you know?"

"No, I don't. And I don't think you know either. She wants to hook up."

"How do you know?" Rick asked.

"Trust me, I know."

"Well, not tonight, she is gone," Rick lamented.

"What ever will you do?" Nancy asked with a generous amount of sarcasm in her voice.

"I just don't know," Rick replied in a similar tone.

"Oh, I talked to Courtenay. You did not tell me she wanted a threesome, "Nancy said.

"She mentioned it, but didn't tell think she was serious."

Nancy punched Rick on the shoulder, "You have much to learn, young grasshopper."

"Such as?" Rick asked.

"To read between the lines, understand that sometimes it is not the words you should listen to. Right now, you need to be more attentive to my wants, needs and desires. Seeing you with your slutty friends has me really turned on, and you have not laid a finger on me yet. I think I need to show you how frustrating this is," Nancy said as she grabbed Rick's wrist and began to pull him into the house. She did not let go until they were standing in the doorway of her bathroom.

"Stay right there with your hands behind your back," she instructed.

Rick heard Nancy open a drawer. He was pretty confident it was the drawer she kept her toys in. The soft sound of her footsteps filled his ears as she approached. She shoved him into the bathroom. Nancy remained behind him and began to remove his clothes. Rick watched in the mirror as her disembodied arms wrapped around him, unbuttoning his shirt. She slipped his shirt off and let it fall to the floor, then began to remove his swim trunks. With a few firm jerks they were around his ankles, covering his bare feet. Rick looked in the mirror again, watching her hands stroke his erection. He reached back to touch her, but she backed away. 

"Hands up, wrists above your shoulders," Nancy instructed. Rick quickly complied. In the mirror he could see she was holding a leather collar with large steel rings on it. Rick felt it around his neck.

She grabbed his arms and placed them against the collar, just beside his throat. Rick felt her putting leather cuffs around his wrists. She held up an oval shaped metal object. "Do you know what this is?" she asked.

"It's a carabineer," Rick answered.

Nancy opened and closed the gate, it made a metallic snapping sound. "Very good, this one will hold three thousand pounds. I just want to keep your hands from wandering, so I think it will suffice. These don't lock, so I trust you not to take them off until I tell you to. If you can't behave I will get some padlocks."

Rick felt her connect the rings on the cuffs to the rings on the collar. Rick relaxed his arms. The cuffs and the collar were wide enough that the weight of his arms was not uncomfortable. His forearms rested on his chest.

"Now let's see what I can do to frustrate you," Nancy whispered.

Rick watched as she stepped in front of him, twirling around a few times. Her thumbs slipped under the strap of her top and she pulled it away from her body. Briefly she exposed the bottom of her breasts, and then let her top snap back into place. She turned away from him and bent over, putting her palms on the floor. Nancy wiggled her ass an inch in front of his throbbing cock. Slowly she stood up, and then hooked her thumbs inside her waistband. At a glacial pace she slid her shorts over her round ass and down her toned legs, revealing a white thong. 

Rick tried to get closer, but the collar held him back. When her shorts were on the floor she kicked one leg back and sent them flying into Rick's face. He felt the soft fabric bounce off his chin, then drape over his erection before finally falling to the floor.

Nancy was stretching her top again, first pulling it down to show her cleavage, then up to show the bottom of her tits. Her hands slid down her body and she pulled her thong up. Her swollen labia were clearly visible through the sheer material. She turned away from Rick before pulling her top off. Rick wondered if she had forgotten about the mirror. He watched in the reflection as her breasts tumbled free of her top. Nancy looked back at him, first over her shoulder, then in the mirror. With an expression of mock surprise on her face, she covered her breasts with her arms. She giggled and then walked behind him.

The quiet hum of a vibrator reached Rick's ears. He could feel Nancy's breath on his back. The sound became muffled and he felt Nancy let out a sigh. The noise got a little louder and Nancy moaned. Rick turned his head and watched in the mirror as Nancy fucked herself with a vibrator. She had one hand between her legs, moving the toy up and down. Her other hand was on her breast, alternately squeezing her tit and tugging on her nipple. Her eyes were shut and her lips were barely parted. Rick wondered what, or rather who, she was thinking of. Was she thinking of him, or of someone she had seen at the party? She took her hand off her breast and put it on Rick's shoulder. Her fingers reached out and stroked his neck. Nancy leaned forward, pressing her erect nipples into his back. He could feel that she was breathing faster, and her moans were getting louder. Rick strained to make out a word or a name, but it was unintelligible. Rick looked in the mirror again. Judging by the movements of her arm, it was a big vibrator. He imagined her labia stretched around the toy as it slid in and out of her slick hole.

Abruptly Nancy put her arms around his waist and leaned hard against him. Her moans had turned to soft cries and her breaths were short and fast. He saw her arm stop moving as she squeezed him tight. Rick heard the vibrator hit the floor. It landed with a muffled clatter between his feet, resting in his piled up shorts. It pressed against his ankle, making his whole foot buzz. Nancy slowly relaxed her grip on him and stood up. Rick heard the door close behind him. In the mirror he saw Nancy tying something to the robe hook on the door, then bend over and pick up her toy. She ran it between her legs then stepped in front of him. Rick felt the hard plastic against his lips. It smelled like Nancy.

"This is the only taste of my pussy you'll get until I decide otherwise," Nancy purred as she tried to push the vibrator into Rick's mouth. Rick grunted in reply. The idea of taking a dick-shaped object into his mouth did not thrill him, but the taste and smell of Nancy was an overwhelming temptation. 

"It's okay, I won't tell anyone," Nancy whispered, pushing even harder.

Rick surrendered to her, relaxing his jaw and letting her fill his mouth with the toy. It tasted like sex, and his cock jerked in response. She slid the toy in and out a few times. The vibrations made his tongue tingle. The vibrator hit Rick's shorts with a dull thud, then rolled over and again rested against his foot. Nancy turned and walked towards the shower.

The shower was glass on three sides and large enough for at least two people. It had three shower heads - one directly overhead, and two handheld units on opposite walls. The pipes for the wall units snaked through the glass walls. She opened the door and turned the water on. Nancy turned a few knobs and soon all the water was flowing from the center shower head. She stepped in, but left the door wide open. Nancy was facing the rear wall with her head tilted back. The water soaked her hair before flowing down her back and being channeled between her ass cheeks. Rick could see her profile in the mirror on the wall, or he could look directly at her back side. He strained against the cuffs again as he watched her massage her breasts. She stepped back so the water flowed directly on to her tits. She let Rick watch the water splash off her breasts for a few moments.

Water was beginning to flow across the bathroom floor into the drain in the center of the room. The air was humid and the image of her in the mirror was hard to see because of all the moisture. Nancy grabbed one of the hand held shower heads and turned a knob. Needle like jets of water shot out of it, and she directed it against the bottom of her firm breasts. Rick could see that her nipples were erect, and it was certainly not due to the temperature. Thin streams of water pelted the amber skin of her areola. Rick stepped towards the shower, but was stopped by the collar. She had leashed him to something. 

He looked back at Nancy. The glass walls of the shower were opaque with condensation, but he could see her clearly through the open door. She had switched the shower in her hand to the massage setting. The water was splashing against her ribs as she moved it down. Rick watched with rapt attention as the pulsing jets moved down her body and across her belly. He felt his cock ache as the water splattered on her hips. When she put the shower wand between her legs, Rick pulled on his restraints. He wanted to be closer to her. He wanted to be touched, even if he had to do it himself. But all he could do was watch. He watched Nancy's fingertips toy with her mouth. He watched her tongue peek out and brush against her lips. He stared into the spray of water that obscured her pussy.

She put her free hand on the wall of the shower, leaning on it just as she had leaned on him. Nancy bit her lower lip as she shifted her stare to the floor. Her whole body began to jerk as the water continued to pound between her legs. Nancy dropped the shower wand and put both hands on the wall, then slowly sank to her knees. The water sprayed wildly as the unrestrained hose careened around the shower stall. Finally Nancy reached out and turned off the water. The hose went limp and the shower wand came to a rest. 

Nancy smiled as she pulled herself up. Water splattered on the floor has she wrung out her hair. She walked slowly across the wet tiles until she was standing in front of Rick. His entire body was quivering with arousal and lust. She briefly met his stare, letting him know that his desire was equaled by her own. It was a delicate situation. Nancy suspected Rick was on the edge of orgasm. The challenge was how to make him last long enough to satisfy her own wants and needs. The soft buzzing of the vibrator caught her attention. She bent over and picked it up, running the tip along the inside of Rick's leg as she stood up. With a slow, deliberate motion she raised the toy to her mouth and wrapped her lips around it. With Rick watching her every move she reached behind him. She could see he was watching her in the mirror. Nancy lowered the vibrator and pressed it lengthwise between Rick's ass cheeks. She giggled at the shocked look on his face. "Still feel like you are going to explode?" Nancy asked. "Not so much anymore," Rick replied. "That odd, feeling something against my ass turn me on. Well, I guess I can start touching you again," Nancy said. Once again the vibrator fell to the floor. Nancy put her hands on Rick's shoulders and caressed his tense muscles. She lightly rubbed her tits against his back.

"Relax, this is supposed to be fun," she said as she pressed her thumbs into his warm flesh. The image of Rick in the mirror was still blurred by condensation, but Nancy could see that his cock was still fully erect. The tremors in his body had stopped. Nancy stepped in front of him again.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

Rick nodded in reply.

Nancy put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself and lifted one leg. Hanging from the back of the door was a pair of leather cuffs. They hung just above Rick's knees, slowly swaying on a long manila rope. Nancy slowly guided her foot into one of the cuffs. She reached up and unfastened the carabineer holding Rick's arms in place, then put her arms around his neck. Slowly she pulled herself up and slipped her other foot into the second cuff. Her thighs brushed against Rick's ribs. She felt Rick's hands on her hips, pulling her closer. Nancy looked into Rick's eyes and saw burning desire. Nancy wondered if this is what Courtenay and Lynn had seen right before he fucked them. She felt the tip of his cock graze against her labia, sending a chill up her spine.

"Frustrated yet?" she asked with a wicked grin on her lips.

"More than you can possibly imagine", Rick groaned.

"I don't know; I can imagine an awful lot. I imagined you taking Courtenay and Lynn behind the pool house for a quick threesome. Mmmm, watching you fuck two women? I'd like that," Nancy replied.

Rick cupped Nancy's ass cheeks in his hands, holding her steady. Her pussy hovered mere inches above his throbbing erection. Rick stood on his toes, trying to reach her. Only a fraction of an inch kept him from plunging into her. He wondered how she knew exactly where to stand to torture him like this. Her nipples grazed against his chest, causing his cock to ache for her. Was this the way she felt when he was chatting with Courtenay and Lynn? Had he subjected her to this exquisite agony?

Rick wanted it to end, but he also wanted it to last for a little longer. The anticipation of feeling her around him was euphoric. Rick could hear her breathing. His own pulse pounded through his body. He came down off his toes. Nancy followed him, continuing her hover as he stood flat footed. She sank down the final fraction of an inch, her hot wet pussy covering his dick like hot fudge on a sundae. It felt like they were melting into each other.

"You want more?" Nancy asked.

"I want all of you," Rick insisted, raising his voice.

"I don't think you are in a position to demand anything," she whispered.

"Please," Rick moaned.

Nancy sank down another inch, "Now that is a much better attitude."

Nancy shivered has Rick's cock split her labia apart. She knew this was his favorite part. She pulled herself back up. The look in Rick's eyes was begging her for more. Once again she lowered herself. Once again Rick's erection penetrated her. A burning was spreading through her arms, her muscles straining to hold her weight. She leaned forward, her breasts flattened against Rick's chest. She sandwiched him between her body and the door. Inch by inch, Nancy slid down onto Rick's cock. When she had taken him in completely she began to kiss him. The first kiss was on his lips, the second on his cheek. She nibbled on his ear.

"I want you to fuck me," she whispered to him.

Rick took a deep breath. He squeezed Nancy's ass. The feeling of her hot, wet flesh around his entire length was almost unbearable. He lifted her straight up. Her breasts were wet from the shower and slid against his chest. When only the very tip of his penis was still in her, Rick lowered her until his cock was sheathed inside her. He could feel Nancy moving her hips, grinding her clit against his shaft. The sound her shallow breathing thrilled him. Rick lifted her again, and she whimpered when her clit no longer touched him. Each time Rick lifted and lowered her, he went a little faster. They both grunted when Rick filled her.

"Hold me. Hold me right here," Nancy said. She unwound her arms from Rick's neck, and then hooked her fingers inside his collar. As she leaned back, her tits pulled away from his chest. The cool air raised goose bumps on her sweaty skin. Nancy ground her hips against Rick, trying to drive him even deeper into her pussy. She was riding him cowgirl style, except he was standing. She braced her knees against the door and pushed away from Rick just enough to see her pussy wrapped around the shaft of his cock. Nancy flexed her hips, riding up Rick's throbbing erection. With her feet in the leather cuffs like stirrups she thought the only way to make this anymore cowgirl would be to put a bit in Rick's mouth. She bent her legs and once again Rick impaled her with his dick. Nancy felt Rick ram his erection all the way inside her. The base of his cock pressed against her clit. If his dick was any thicker it would be painful to accommodate it. Nancy clenched down on Rick's turgid shaft. He had been taunted long enough. She wanted him to climax inside her.

"I want you to fill me with your cum," she cried.

Rick bucked like a wild horse under Nancy, watching her tits bounce with each thrust of his hips. Each mirror in the bathroom showed a different image of them. He could see her tits from the side; he could see her ass as it rose and fell. The sight of her naked body, the sound of her gasping for breath as she climaxed, and most of all the feeling of her all around him was too much. Rick felt his orgasm surge through him like a bolt of lightning. The result of Nancy's teasing raced through his cock and flooded into to her pussy. Rick fell against the door as Nancy pressed herself against him. His cock jerked inside her as the last few drops of cum sputtered out of it.




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Slowly Nancy's face came into focus. Rick realized he was still leaning against the door, and she was still impaled on his erection. Cum, both his and hers was running down his leg. Nancy's eyes were locked with his.

"How long have we been like this?" Rick asked.

"Probably a minute or two. I like it, I like having you in me," she whispered.

"Me too," he gasped.

"But," she continued, "I don't think my legs are going to hold out much longer."

"Of course."

Nancy put her arms around Rick's neck and straightened her legs one more time. She savored the feeling of Rick's still hard penis sliding out of her body. Slowly she lowered one foot to the floor, then the other. With trembling hands she removed Rick's restraints.

"Would you like to spend the night here?" Nancy asked.

Rick nodded, suddenly feeling completely exhausted. Nancy took him by the hand and led him to her bed. Rick fell on to the bed, not even bothering to put any clothes on. Nancy crawled on to the bed and put her head on Rick's chest. They were both asleep minutes later.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 15



Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for the corrections, advice and especially creative suggestions.





Rick turned around at the sound of his name to see Courtenay's mom waving at him. He returned her greeting and she began walking towards him. For a woman in her mid forties, she looked fantastic. He could certainly see where Courtenay's looks came from. He could also see where her big tits came from. Mrs. Venditti dressed like someone ten years younger, but managed to pull it off quite well. Her shirt fit snugly, but was not trashy. Her skirt was far enough above her knees to show off her legs. 

"I still want to take you up on your offer", she said, "or did you think I forgot?"

"G-g-great,' Rick stammered, wondering what she was talking about. 

"I have the rest of the morning free. Are you available?" she asked. 

"I think so", Rick said, glancing at his phone, tapping on it to bring up the calendar. He wondered if he had offered to do some yard work. 

"There is a shop down the street with a nail color I have been dying to try out," she gushed.

Suddenly it all came back to Rick. When he had done Courtenay's makeover, and done Courtenay as well, her mother had been very impressed by Rick's manicure and pedicure skills. Rick relaxed; there were worse ways to spend a Saturday morning. He also remembered that Nancy had told him Alexis Venditti was a swinger. Rick was not sure if she was joking or not. Mrs. Venditti did not look the part.

"I think I can work you in, Mrs. Venditti," Rick replied.

"Please, call me Alexis. You are not a kid anymore,' she insisted. 

"Okay Alexis, a mani and a pedi today?'

"That would be a good start," she answered.

Rick paused, thinking about what Nancy had said. He felt his cock stir a bit and he looked at Alexis's impressive cleavage. He shook his head, there was no way Alexis Venditti was a swinger. 

"What else did you have in mind?" he inquired. 

"Don't worry, you don't have to give me a spray tan", she laughed, seeming to delight in his discomfort. 

"Okay..." Rick paused, not sure how to reply to her remark. 

"How about we head to the shop down the street and I will see what strikes my fancy. If I pick something you don't want to do I will put it back?"

Alexis smiled as she walked down the street with Rick. He was obviously conflicted, which was exactly what she wanted. For a week she had bitten her tongue each time she wanted to tell him she knew how Courtenay's makeover had gone. She had returned to the house early and heard them fucking, but decided to keep their secret. She really was impressed with Rick's work with makeup. But she was more interested in his other skills. Alexis wondered if Rick would notice her nipples poking through her shirt. She pulled the material away from her body, it would be better if Rick did not know how aroused she was until later.

Rick followed Alexis into the beauty supply shop. The round shape of her ass was mesmerizing, another genetic trait she had passed down. He still did not believe what Nancy had said about Alexis being in an open relationship. At best he could leverage this nail job into something from Courtenay; and at the worst Alexis might buy him lunch for his trouble. If he was lucky he might get a nice view of her cleavage when he painted her nails. She handed him a basket and they started down the aisle. The first stop was nail polish. The first thing she selected was a vivid red nail polish. Rick looked at the bottle before he placed it in the basket. It claimed to have color shifting properties. He shrugged and placed it back in the basket. He glanced up to see Alexis heading down the other aisles. She was in the skincare and shaving section. Rick's heart skipped a beat when he saw her eyeing the bikini and leg waxing supplies. 

"I tried waxing my legs once; the wax was just too hot. I don't know how people do it. I just have to do it old school with a razor. Is leg shaving a service you offer?" She asked. 

"Honestly I have never shaved another person, but I'm pretty good with my own face. I am willing to give it a try," he replied.

He watched as she grabbed a can of shaving gel, noting that it was for sensitive skin. Rick wondered how far up her legs she wanted him to go.

A little further down the row she was perusing oils. 

"Does the pedicure include a massage?" she asked innocently. 

"It does now," Rick answered cheerfully. 

Alexis reached for a bottle of Vanilla scented massage oil, and then hesitated. She placed it back on the shelf. She wanted more than vanilla today. Her eyes surveyed the shelf. Rosemary, Lavender, Cinnamon, all too tame. Finally she found what she wanted, Spicy Clove and Amber. She plucked it off the shelf and laid it in the basket. She wondered if Rick would be up for what she had in mind. The oil was the last thing on her shopping list. She took the basket from Rick and instructed him to wait for her outside. The cashier probably would not think anything of her purchase, but it was probably best that Rick not be next to her at the counter.

"Where is your car?" Alexis asked as she exited the store. 

"Actually, I am on my bike today... you know, save the planet, get in shape, yada yada yada," Rick answered.

"Well, I'm in the truck today, so I am afraid I have undone you planet saving. You can toss your bike in back and ride with me if you like," Alexis said.

"Okay, thanks," Rick replied.

During the drive to her house, Alexis casually mentioned that the rest of her family would be gone for the next few hours. She tried to gauge Rick's reaction to that news, he seemed happy about it. She could not help mentioning how excited she was about the new nail polish. She thought it would make her look absolutely irresistible. They arrived at her house and she led Rick upstairs to the master bedroom. 

"My vanity is probably the best place to do this," she said as calmly as she could. Having Rick in her bedroom had aroused her more than she expected. She wanted to keep Rick guessing her true intentions for as long as possible.

Rick stopped to look around the room. It was fairly plain. The room was dominated by a king sized four poster bed. The room was in the corner of the house. The back wall had two large windows looking over the back yard, along with French doors leading out to a small deck. The other outside wall had smaller windows that looked onto the street. There was a small night stand on each side of the bed, a flat screen TV on the wall opposite the bed, and two walk in closets. Three large skylights filled the room with natural light. With the curtains on the back windows open the room felt more like a deck than a room. Along the back wall was Alexis's vanity. Lastly there was one other door that led to the master bath.

She handed him the bag of supplies, "Could you unpack these? I'm going to change into something better suited to a makeover. You'll need to shake that polish up; it's pretty bad about separating. Test it out on something to make sure it is mixed."

Alexis stepped into the bathroom, leaving the door slightly ajar. If Rick wanted to he would be able to spy on her as she changed. She removed her shirt and bra. Her nipples were swollen to twice their normal size. Alexis considered her choice in what to wear. She had a kimono that would be perfect if she wanted Rick to know what she really wanted him for. She also had a short terry cloth robe that could mask her nipples and did not scream about her desires. She slipped out of her shorts and ran a finger between her legs. Her panties were already damp. Alexis was counting on the nail polish to mask the smell of her arousal. She chose the terry cloth robe, knowing that it would not buy her much time. She washed her hands and returned to the bedroom. To her disappointment, Rick was still standing by her vanity. She had hoped to catch him peeking through the door. Alexis sat down and extended her hand. Rick got on his knees and looked at her fingernails. 

"I'm sorry, forgot you need to sit down. There is a stool in the bathroom, can you grab it?" She asked.

Rick stepped into the bathroom. Like the bedroom it was not extravagant with one exception. The shower enclosure was huge. It took up the entire back side of the room. It was a large whirlpool tub with a shower head in the wall at each end. It was enclosed behind two large sliding glass doors, and the entire back wall was a window to the back yard. The top of the shower was a huge skylight. If the bedroom felt like a deck, the shower was like standing in the back yard. Next to the double sink was the stool Alexis had mentioned. Rick took one more look at the tub, then grabbed the stool and went back to the bedroom. 

"Pardon me for asking," Rick said, "but don't you feel exposed in that shower?"

"The glass is one way, you can't see in. It does take some getting used to. Now anything else makes me claustrophobic," Alexis said has she opened the massage oil and held it under her nose. She set the open bottle on the vanity and extended her hand to him.

Rick worked quickly and efficiently, sparing her the explanation of how trimming her fingernails was like removing flash from model airplane parts, or how the nail polish was a lot like the paint he used on model rockets. Instead he made small talk as best he could. 

"You do some work for Nancy White, don't you?" Alexis asked. 

"Yes, I have been working for her for about a year now."

"Do you do her nails?", Alexis queried.

"No," Rick replied, "I do some babysitting, clean the pool and..." Rick paused. He could not think of a description of yard work that did not sound like a sexual innuendo. Mow the grass, trim the bushes, landscaping, they all seemed to have a double meaning now. 

"And botanical maintenance," he concluded. 

"What is that last one?" Alexis inquired. 

"It is a fancy way of saying I push a lawnmower around her yard. Not a glorious job, but it beats flipping burgers in hot kitchen all day."

"I imagine you are over there a lot babysitting, she seems to have an active social life," Alexis said casually. 

"I guess so; she has some late meetings too. I can't complain, she has a nice house and Jake is a great kid," Rick replied, wondering what Alexis was getting at. Maybe she knew as much about Nancy as Nancy knew about her.

Alex smiled. Rick's answers were just what she had hoped for. She was pretty certain Nancy had slept with Rick. If she had not it was a pretty impressive display of self control. He was an attractive young man, and he was at her house a lot. The sight of him shirtless by the pool would be quite a temptation. The fact that Rick had gone to great lengths to avoid even hinting about a relationship with Nancy was exactly the kind of discretion Alexis was looking for. Rick had already started on her other hand. The first one looked perfect. She changed the topic to the weather as he worked diligently at his task.

Alexis squirmed as Rick caressed her hand. For such thick fingers he had a very delicate touch. She imagined how his fingers would feel inside her pussy. She longed to feel the same delicate caresses on her clit. She felt herself getting wetter and hotter as Rick wiped the old nail polish off. He squeezed her fingertips tightly as he cleaned her. Alexis's nipples ached, she wanted him to squeeze them the same way. Rick laid his fingers on the back of her hand and pressed his thumb into her palm. It was all she could do to not leap out of her chair and pin him to the ground. Alexis pictured Rick laid out beneath her, helpless as she demanded he give her his cock. Alexis let out a quiet moan.

Rick finished with her other hand. He was surprised how fast it had gone. Her nails were in very good shape. He barely had to polish them at all. Mostly he just striped off the old color and applied the new polish. Rick rolled the stool back and picked up one of her feet; humming to himself... He let her heel rest in his lap as he poured some oil in his hand. Rick spread the oil over her foot and began to massage her heel. When he lifted her foot he caught a glance of her panties and the large damp spot in the center. Rick felt his cock twitch. Staying focused on her feet was going to be a challenge. 

"There is the matter of your compensation," Alexis said. 

"Don't worry about it, first one is free," Rick replied. 

"I insist, I was hoping for the same deal you gave Courtenay," she said with a seductive grin. She watched as Rick's face turned red. 

"I, uh, I..." he stammered. 

"She did not say a thing about it. I got home while you two were still, uh, settling accounts. I went back out to the car and got myself off. I hope that does not make you think I am twisted," she said demurely. 

"You are not mad?"

"I was eighteen once Rick. I know what it is like. What can I say, the apple does not fall far from the tree," Alexis said as she untied the belt to her robe and let it fall open.

Alexis watched Rick. He stopped massaging her foot and his mouth dropped open. His look of shock excited her. That he and Courtenay had fucked was not a surprise. Alexis had found enough empty condom wrappers to know that Courtenay was no virgin. Based on what she had heard that afternoon, Rick wasn't either. 

"So, what did you get as your compensation?" She asked. 

"Titfuck and a blowjob, and I went down on her to make things even," Rick replied, still a bit stunned. 

"Did she swallow your cum or let you spray it on her tits?"

"Uh, swallowed," Rick stammered, still sounding a little shocked that he was having this conversation. 

"I won't do that today. I want every bit of your cum in my pussy. Now, do I pay in advance?" she said standing up and shedding her robe. 

"If you want to," Rick replied incredulously.

"Oh, I do, I really do. Now stand up," she purred, dropping to her knees and unbuttoning Rick's shorts.

Rick stood motionless as he watched Alexis pull his shorts and underwear down his legs. She cupped her breasts and lifted them high on her chest. Then she wrapped them around the head of his engorged cock. Gravity pulled them down onto the shaft of his dick as she put her hands on his ass and pulled their bodies together. He could feel her nipples pressing into his flesh. 

"Fuck my tits Rick. Please fuck my tits," she moaned.

Rick complied, thrusting his hips back and forth. The soft flesh of her breasts moved with his dick. He looked down and could see a shiny streak in her cleavage where his precum had spread. After a minute or two she let go of his ass and pulled away from him. Then Alexis lowered her head and took his cock into her mouth. All Rick could see was the back of her head bobbing up and down. He knew if he saw her lips stretched around his erection he would fill her mouth with his cum. Just the feeling of her tongue swirling around his erection was pushing him toward orgasm. When he felt he was near the point of no return he gently pushed her away. 

"I can't take anymore, that feels too good. Are you ready for me to give you some change?"

"No, I think you have a little more work to do before I can decide if I overpaid." She said as she sat down and put her foot in Rick's lap. She stroked his cock with her toe. It was going to be difficult to let him finish the makeover. She ached to feel him in her pussy.

Rick focused on the task at hand. He caressed her foot for a few moments and then began the pedicure. He poured some more oil into his and, then grasped her foot. Rick pressed his thumbs into the arch. He turned her foot to provide a better view of her soaking wet underwear. With both hands he squeezed and stroked her foot, then tugged on each toe. Rick cupped her heel in one hand and pressed the thumb of his other hand against the ball of her foot. She was resting her hands on her breasts. Alexis's head was tipped back and her breathing was shallow and rapid. The sight of her in such an aroused state was almost unbearable. She had taken him very close to orgasm with the blowjob. He ached to release his climax. Rick set her right foot on his thigh and picked up her left foot. He deliberately spread his legs apart, causing hers to do the same. He began to caress and massage her again.

The feeling of desire and anticipation was so intense she was almost shaking. By some miracle she had not disturbed the wet polish on her fingernails when she was grabbing Rick's ass. Now the wet polish prevented her from tugging on her nipples or stroking her clit. It was perhaps the most bizarre way she had ever been restrained. Rick's 'sexquisitely' tortuous massage made her entire body tingle. Alexis slowly rotated her unencumbered foot and brushed it against Rick's cock. She felt him jump as she made contact. It was hot and hard. She imagined it between her legs and let out a low moan. 

"I don't have a foot fetish or anything, but you keep that up I will," Rick said. 

"Sorry, could not resist," Alexis replied, moving her foot back after seeing a few more drops of precum bubble out. Having Rick wrap her feet around his cock and cover them with cum would be interesting, but she had other plans.

Rick toweled off her feet and picked up the nail polish. It took all his discipline to focus on the task at hand. One toe at a time he applied the nail polish. Occasionally he gave into temptation and let his eyes wander up Alexis's legs. Each time he did he saw that the damp spot on her black silk panties had grown larger. Rick looked at her breasts. The brilliant red of her fingernails contrasted with the pale pink of her areola as she lightly rubbed her fingertips on her nipples. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breathes. He finished one foot and started on the other. She mewed as he brushed the polish on her toes. The combined smells of her arousal, the nail polish, and the spicy massage oil was overpowering. Rick was determined not to crack. He would not give into her siren's song. 

"Do you still want me to shave your legs?" Rick asked, his voice cracking. 

"My legs and then some more," she replied lustfully. 

"Here or in the bathroom?" Rick asked.

"Let's do my legs in the tub," she answered.

Rick followed her into the master bath. He briefly considered bending her over the counter and ramming his cock into her dripping wet pussy, but decided to continue to play along. Rick watched her sit on the far edge of the tub. She turned on the water and it flowed from one of the shower wands. Rick sat across from her. She put her foot in his lap again. Rick smeared the shaving gel over her leg, covering every square inch of potential stubble. Then, with long gentle strokes, he slid the razor along her leg. Inch by inch he worked his way up her leg, past her knee. He finished with her thigh, holding her ankle above his head to get the back side. He shaved right to the edge of her panties, and then rinsed her leg off with the shower wand. Her swollen labia were visible through the sheer material. Rick repeated the process with her other leg. 

"Still want more?" Rick asked. 

"Yes, but I'm really ticklish there. We need to be somewhere you can hold me down," Alexis said as she turned off the water. 

She stood and walked to the bathroom counter. Alexis retrieved a bowl and filled it with hot water. She also picked up an electric trimmer. 

"Grab a stack of towels", she instructed. Rick quickly complied.

It was a short trip to the bed and Rick was right on her heels. She set the bowl on the nightstand, and then slid her panties off, revealing a neatly trimmed triangle of thick hair. She spread one of the towels on the bed. 

"I want it all gone" she said, reclining on the bed.

Rick set down the razor and picked up the trimmer. It buzzed to life. He gently placed it against Alexis's skin. She giggled and jerked away from him. Rick turned off the trimmer and looked around the room for something to hold her still with. On the back of the closet door was a rack of ties. Rick retrieved four of them. He noticed a riding crop hanging from the tie rack. He grabbed it and one more tie. 




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 15



"Can I use these?' he asked, keeping the crop concealed in the middle of the ties. 

"Yes," Alexis answered.

Rick quickly knotted a tie around each ankle and wrist, and tying the other end to the headboard and footboard of the bed. He stretched her arms and legs tight, and the ties bit into her skin. Rick picked up the trimmer and again and began his work. He straddled her and squeezed her thighs between his knees. He pinned her hip down with his free hand. She giggled and squirmed again when the trimmer touched her skin, but not enough to stop Rick. In a matter of moments her thick bush had been reduced to a patch of stubble. Rick brushed it away with the hand towel, then set down the trimmer and picked up the shaving gel. He briefly thought of just spreading the wetness flowing out of her pussy all over her skin but decided not to. He thoroughly smeared the gel into her skin before picking up the razor. 

"Ready?" he asked. 

"Yes," she replied, biting her lower lip.

Rick swiped the razor across her Mons. She squirmed just a bit. He lifted his hand from her hip and placed it between her legs. He slipped two fingers between her lips and into her wet, hot vagina. Alexis moaned in response. Rick swiped the razor across her skin again, this time there was no squirming and no giggling. He continued to slide his fingers in and out of her as he carefully shaved the rest of her pussy. There was barely enough room for the razor and his other hand as he shaved right to the edge of her pussy. Finally he dipped the washcloth in the water and wiped away the last traces of the gel. Rick stopped touching her.

Rick glanced at the clock, "How much time before someone else gets home?"

"Hours, the first one home will be my husband Raymond."

"And he is okay with this?"

"He knows I am a dirty little slut that can't keep her legs together," she replied. 

"You are a bad girl," Rick said, suddenly feeling inspired. He picked up the riding crop and set it between her breasts. 

"I am. Are you going to punish me?" she asked breathlessly. 

"Yes, but first this," Rick said leaning forward and blindfolding her with the last necktie.

Rick picked up the riding crop and traced a figure eight around her breasts. 

"You know how close I was to covering your tits with cum?" Rick asked. 

"I wanted you to, but I want it inside me more," Alexis moaned, "So you like my tits." 

"I do," Rick replied. 

"Then I will have to find something to compensate you for," Alexis suggested

"I sure hope so."

Rick tapped the leather tip on her nipple, eliciting a moan. He pressed the tip of the riding crop along the outside curve of her breast, making a dent in the soft flesh. He raised the riding crop, and then swung it quickly back and forth. It made a whooshing sound. Alexis's head turned left and right following the sound.

The lack of sensation was torture. Alexis craved Rick's cock. She wanted it buried between her legs. Now he had deprived her of even seeing it. The sound of the riding crop was taunting her. She wondered if Rick was bold enough to hit her with it. 

"How are you going to punish this bad, bad girl? Are you going to whip me?"

She heard the whooshing sound again, followed by its sting on her breast. A bolt of pleasure shot through her body. She bit her lip. She wanted to beg for another lashing, but she did not want to scare Rick off. 

"You want my cock?" Rick asked, taunting her. 

"Yes please. I do."

"I'm not sure you deserve it," he replied harshly. 

"Please, please, I need it. I need you to make me cum."

"I almost did." Rick pressed the riding crop to her lips, "Right here. And you denied me. Maybe I should just jack off and come on your lips, then leave you here until Raymond gets home."

Rick took a breath. He was on the edge in many ways. He knew he was seconds from an orgasm. It felt like the second his penis touched Alexis he would explode. He was also on the edge of his experience. Role play and domination were still new to him. He was afraid everything was about to come crashing down around him. He lifted the riding crop from her lips.

"Please, please don't. I'm sorry I was selfish. I should have realized it was wrong to tempt you like that. Please forgive me. Please give me your cock," Alexis begged.

Someone had trained Rick well, Alexis thought. Probably Nancy, but whoever it was had done a very good job. Her whole body ached for his throbbing erection. Her original plan had been to fuck Rick and give her husband sloppy seconds. That is why she had told Rick not to cum on her tits or in her mouth. She wanted to be as wet as possible when Raymond arrived home. She feared she had overplayed her hand. She had no doubt that Raymond would bring her to climax, but she wanted to have an orgasm with this young stud inside her. She had lost control. There was no safe word to get her out. It was both terrifying and arousing. Rick had moved and was not touching her at all now. She felt the riding crop again, pressing down just above her clit. The muscles in her belly clenched in a most wonderful way.

Rick crouched between Alexis legs, his face inches from her pussy. When he touched her with the riding crop her lips quivered. He had never seen a woman so ready to be fucked. He extended his tongue and licked her labia. Alexis jumped at his touch. She was literally dripping wet with desire. Rick traced his tongue along her hot wet flesh. She thrust her hips toward him as much as her restraints would allow. He probed between her lips with the tip of his tongue. She moaned loudly in response. He did it again, and she moaned again. Rick slid his hand along the surface of the mattress until his fingers slid under her ass. He raised his pointer finger and slipped it inside Alexis. Her body convulsed as he penetrated her. Rick crooked his middle finger, pressing his knuckle against her ass. She convulsed again. He could hear her breathing become rapid and shallow. Rick swirled his tongue around her clit as he finger fucked her.

If she bit her lip any harder she would draw blood. Alexis felt her whole body on the edge of climax. Every inch of her skin cried out to be touched, and all she could feel were two fingers and Rick's tongue. She could hear her heart pounding. Deprived of her sight, she reveled in every smell, every sound and every touch. She balanced on the precipice of an orgasm, but was still nagged by the fear that she would not feel Rick's cock stretch her pussy open. She wanted to feel his hot cum flood into her. Her ears heard the riding crop whooshing back and forth. 

"Whip this bad girl, please whip me, I have been so bad. Whip this dirty little slut," she begged.

She was genuinely begging. She wanted to feel the sting of the riding crop. She wanted to feel dominated. She knew the pain would push her over the edge. The impact of the riding crop on the side of her breast sparked an explosive orgasm that consumed her. She writhed about, tugging on the restraints, oblivious to the neckties biting into her skin. She plunged into a sea of euphoria and did not come up for a breath of reality for a long time. The first thing she noticed was that her arms and legs were no longer pulled tight by her restraints. She was still tied up, but there was a bit of slack now. The second thing she noticed was Rick's lips on hers. He was kissing her gently. Finally she noticed Rick's weight on her body. Her breasts were flattened against his chest. His belly pressed against her sex.

Rick stopped kissing Alexis on the lips and started on a trail down to her body. First he kissed her cheeks, and then he nibbled on her ears. His lips followed a path down her jaw, along her neck and then between her breasts. While he took one of her nipples in his mouth, he rolled the other between his fingers. Rick moved his mouth to her other breast and repeated the process, running his tongue in circles around her swollen nipple. 

"Please, please, I want you inside me," Alexis begged, her voice clearly desperate.

Rick had one last trick. He picked up the condom he always carried with him, it was still in the wrapper, which is all he needed. He squeezed it in his hand, and the foil wrapper made its distinctive crinkle sound. 

"No!" cried Alexis, "no condom. I want to feel you. I want you to fill me, please, please please." She was on the verge of tears. She was so close to what she wanted. Too close to be denied.

Rick pressed the head of his cock against the lips of her vagina. With one powerful thrust he buried himself completely inside her. She immediately clamped down on him and cried out. Rick began deep, powerful thrusts. He knew he would not last long. He wished he had the numbing condom on his dick, but it would have been cruel to deny Alexis her wish. He had been inside her less than two minutes when he exploded. Rick held his cock as deep inside her as he could as his cum pumped into Alexis. He continued with short thrusts, keeping his cock sheathed inside her.

She wasn't sure if it was a continuation of her earlier orgasm or a new one, but the moment Rick's cock filled her aching vagina Alexis felt herself tumble head over heels into climax. The muscles in her body that surrounded Rick's erection contracted and clenched spasmodically in the most pleasurable ways possible. Cumming this quickly was not unprecedented, but it was unusual. Rick's tortuous control of the foreplay was the most likely cause. The fulfillment of her fantasy was the straw that broke the camel's back. She felt like she was floating on a cloud as Rick's hot cum filled her up. 

"Don't stop," she moaned, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming."

Rick kept pounding into her until her words became incoherent. He pulled out of her and stood by the bed. Rick reached down to remove the necktie covering her eyes. 

"Leave it on," she moaned, "that was fantastic. I want you to leave me just like this. Can you do me a favor after you get dressed?"

"Of course." Rick answered.

"When you are ready to leave, please bring me my phone."

Rick quickly dressed and retrieved her phone. 

"Hit the voice command button and set it next to me. If you ever need some more compensation, let me know," she said. 

"Oh, believe me, I will", Rick replied. 

"Lock the front door when you leave"

As Rick left the room he heard Alexis's voice. 

"Send message to Raymond and Paul, I am tied up, blindfolded and well fucked. First one here gets sloppy seconds. Second one here only gets to watch."

Rick turned to look back through the doorway at the mention of a second man's name. Raymond was the husband, but who was Paul? He shrugged it off. It didn't really matter. He had received way more than he had expected today, and some man getting his leftovers didn't trouble him like it would have before. He retraced his steps to the front door, locked it behind him, and headed home.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 16



Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with the story. It would not be this good without her assistance.

The story should make sense ( and be fun to read ) even if you have not read the previous chapters, it is more like a TV series than a book. 

Voting is encourage and comments are welcomed. 

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Rick placed the rifle case in the back of Chance's car. The trunk was completely filled with the gear the two of them had used at the shooting match. He noticed Chance was walking back towards the range.

"I thought we were done, why aren't we leaving?" Rick asked. 

"All the targets and stage props still need to be put away, it won't take long," Rick answered.

When they arrived at the bay the other members of their shooting squad had already started tearing down the stage. Rick help load the equipment on to the trailer.

Chance had been right, it had only taken a few minutes to put everything away, and now they were headed back to the house. They showered and changed clothes. Chance explained that he and a college friend owned the house. Most of the time the house was a short term rental for people on vacation. This weekend Chance had booked it from himself.

"You up for a little more excitement?" Chance asked.

"What do you mean?" Rick asked.

"Well, we can grab something from the restaurant, or we can grab someone from the restaurant." Chance replied with a grin. Noticing Rick's confused expression, he elaborated, telling Rick that he and a friend had picked up a waitress for a threesome a few months ago. Chance told Rick that he had stayed in touch with her, and she might be willing to come back to the house with them. Chance also explained that she had a preference for role play, specifically a scenario of being abducted.

Rick had been feeling tired, but suddenly felt a second wind.

"Were you and Nancy going to abduct her?" he asked.

"Yea, we were."

"Is Nancy into other women?" Rick asked.

"I don't know how much. I have seen Nancy make out with other women, but I have never seen her go full on lesbo," Chance answered.

"Yea, me neither," Rick replied, thinking about what he almost saw at the park a few weeks earlier.

"I'm sure you would be an acceptable sub, uh, substitute for Nancy. The last threesome with Misty was with her and another guy," Chance said with a grin.

"What is she like, the waitress?"

"She is smart, funny... she is a lot of fun. She did well as a captive, but also managed to turn the tables on us. That was fucking hot."

"Then I would be a fool to say no," Rick said," what is the plan."

Chance explained they would grab Misty at a predetermined location. Rick would put a bag over her head. Rick's job was to strap her arms to her body. Then she would be put into the back of the pickup and brought back to the house. Chance went on to explain what the hard and soft limits were and what the safe word was. Rick listened and nodded. This was turning out to be an excellent weekend.

Rick settled into his chair. The restaurant was a short drive from the house. Chance had asked the hostess to seat them in a Misty's section so there was a short wait while a table opened up.

Once they were seated Rick looked around the room, trying to pick Misty out. The sound of a chair moving surprised him. A waitress sat down in the chair between him and Chance. She looked at him and smiled, then turned to Chance.

"This isn't what I ordered, but I don't think I will send it back," she said, putting her hand on Rick's knee.

"Yea, last minute sub," Chance said.

"Sub? Him? I would not have guessed that." Misty replied.

Rick scowled at Chance. The idea of being a submissive did not sit well with him today.

"I mean substitute. I have got to stop doing that. Rick took Nancy's place at the three gun match, so I figured he could take her place for this as well." Chance replied.

"That's too bad that Nancy couldn't make it." Misty lamented.

"She was not happy about it, but we are going to have a good time."

Misty turned to Rick, "First off, I'm Misty. I will be serving you tonight, or should I say, 'being served to you'?" she giggled. "Second, how did you like the three gun match? I really wanted to go but I had to work. Now, have you ever done anything like this before?"

"Let's just say today has been the first time for a few things, this included," he replied, "but I am a fast learner".

"He is being humble. He has not done much role playing, but I have seen what he can do with restraints and it is impressive. Rick is really good with ropes and knots, among other things. What will be new is this level of domination," Rick interjected.

"Great. I have been thinking about this all day. I am so fucking horny right now, I can't wait to get started. You set the bar pretty high last time, I can't wait to see what you have planned for me tonight." Misty said, glancing at both of them with a big smile. She noticed a concerned expression or Rick's face.

"Is something wrong?" Misty asked, looking directly at Rick.

"I'm not sure I understand what you want," Rick replied.

"I want to be scared out of my mind while you two are fucking my brains out. Think of having sex while riding on the tallest roller coaster you can imagine. That's what I want."

"Rick," Chance interjected, "is a bit of a risk adverse control freak, but I think I can get him to play along. He is still more hero than villain, but he is learning."

Rick slid a piece of paper across the table to Misty, "Your safe word, in case you forgot it. Does someone know what is going on?"

"About that," Misty explained, "Here is the plan. I'm going to change clothes and leave out the back. That's where I want you to grab me. It is very important that one of you take my hat and put it on your head. The friend I told about this insisted on watching you grab me. She's a cop, and if you don't put the hat on you might get tased... or shot. She is more nervous about this than I am."

"Hat, got it." Chance replied calmly.

"You guys want anything to eat?" Misty asked, "I recommend the house salad. You don't want to be weighed down."

"Works for me," Chance answered.

"Me too," Rick said.

Misty stood up and headed to the kitchen. Rick fidgeted in the seat. He already had an erection, even the risk of getting tased was not a deterrent.

"You don't really think that cop would shoot us, do you?" Rick asked.

"Probably not, but if I don't pick up that hat, you grab it."

Misty came back to their table, and picking up their empty salad plates stated, "I will be out the back door in ten minutes, see you there."

"If this goes according to plan all you will see is the inside of a black bag," Chance replied.

Misty quickly walked back to the kitchen and dropped the plates off. She turned around and looked at Chance and Rick. She watched Chance put some cash on the table and leave. Rick looked quite a bit younger than Chance, she wondered how many times he had done something like this. He was certainly cute enough for the part.

Misty changed clothes. She was wearing exactly what Chance had told her to, a long sleeve button down shirt, a skirt and comfortable shoes. Misty put the all important cap on her head. She dropped her bag of work clothes with one of her friend's items, and then slipped out the back door. The second she shut the door everything went dark.

Someone had put a black bag over her head, knocking her hat off. She felt hands on her wrists then a tight band squeezed them together. Her arms were pinned together behind her head. One of them slid his hands inside the front of her skirt, rubbing his fingers against her wet pussy. She heard what sounded like tape being unrolled, then something wrapping around her forearms. When her captor released her arms she let them drop to her chest. Misty was a bit confused. Tape was not part of the plan. She felt her body being lifted, and then unceremoniously dumped into the back of a truck. A tarp landed on top of her and the truck accelerated away from the pub. Misty tried to sit up, but the tarp had been tied down. She was pretty sure Chance and Rick had grabbed her. Marcy would have stopped anyone else. The truck began to slow down and turn, and turn and turn. This was not the way to the house Chance had taken her to. It sounded like they were in a parking garage. A sliver of doubt crept into Misty's head. Maybe it wasn't Chance and Rick. Maybe Marcy had been called away by an emergency. She felt her pulse quicken. She would not panic. This had to be Chance and Rick. The odds of someone else waiting for her were astronomical.

Chance sat in the back of the truck, watching the lump under the tarp that was his guest for the evening. It had been Rick's idea to alter the plan slightly. He thought it would be more exciting if there was an element of uncertainty. The parking garage was an idea they came up with together. Rick had suggested they stop along the way and have some fun. Chance had thought of the actual location. Chance held on as Rick stopped, then backed the truck into a spot between two large vans. They were pretty well hidden and were near the ventilation equipment. The fans were so loud he and Rick would have to shout at each other. The noise would also mask any screaming Misty wanted to do.

The tarp was pulled off abruptly. Wherever she was it was loud and smelled like trucks. Misty tried to curl up into a ball, but was pulled to her feet. She tried to keep her arms folded over her chest, but they were ripped away and held behind her head. She felt her shirt being ripped open. Through the roar of the industrial fan she heard a distinct metallic click, and then felt her bra being cut away. Knowing there was a knife that close to her skin upped the fear another notch. Why did they change the plan? Suddenly she was pushed until her hips hit the cab of the truck. Another shove and her breast were pinned against the cold metal roof. A large hand tugged at her panties, pulling them down to her knees. Misty realized she was about to get fucked, in the back of a truck, in a public parking garage.

Without warning a thick, hard cock rammed into her. She screamed, partly from surprised and party from excitement. She was aroused enough that she was dripping wet. He filled her completely on the first thrust. Again and again his hips slapped against her ass. Her hips were beating against the cab of the truck, but she did not care. It was wonderfully rough. She wondered if it was Chance or the sweet looking young kid that was pounding his cock into her pussy. He pulled her hair, lifting her tits off the truck. Each time he thrust into her they bounced. Misty realized that at any moment someone could drive by and see her getting fucked. See her breasts flailing back and forth. It was at that moment that she came. She screamed again as the orgasm coursed through her body.

The screaming was louder than he expected. Rick figured Misty might spout off some dirty talk. Instead it was like a primal scream. The first one caught him off guard. He was concerned that something was wrong. Chance had waved him on with a reassuring look. Misty clearly wanted this. She was so wet. He had expected the first thrust to be difficult. It was not. Instead his thrust had buried his dick deep inside her.

Rick had half expected to hear the safe word. Misty had not seemed like the kind of woman that would want to have sex in a public garage. She could not know they two large vans blocked the view from the side, or that Chance had opened the hood of the truck, blocking the view from the front. She screamed again and Rick exploded inside her. When the last bit of cum bubbled out of his cock he withdrew. Rick grabbed Misty and put her back in the bed of the truck, securing the tarp over her. He tucked his penis back into his shorts and sat down in the bed of the truck. Chance lowered the hood and got in the driver seat. They began to drive to the house.

More doubt was nagging at Misty. As the truck bumped along, winding its way out of the garage, Misty felt a mixture of his cum and her wetness running down her legs. Why had only one of them fucked her? Why didn't they go straight to the house? If it was not them someone would have called her phone. It was in her purse, but she did not know where that was. Misty realized she was scared. She thought about the safe word. It was useless to her now. Even if it was Rick and Chance they would not hear her. And even if they did, it would only end a near perfect fantasy. If it wasn't Rick and Chance it would be completely useless. Misty struggled against the tape holding her arms together, but it was wasted effort. All she could do was hope it was Chance and Rick in the truck, not two strangers. They picked up speed and one corner of the tarp folded back. Misty was still tied down, but she could feel a cool breeze on her exposed breast.

Rick gazed at Misty. Chance had been right about being him being uncomfortable with risk. The fact that Misty was enjoying what he and Chance were doing was a bit shocking. He wondered if they had taken things too far. Rick knew part of Misty's fantasy was to be scared, but he worried about her. When part of the tarp folded back and exposed her, his first instinct was to cover her back up. He appreciated the chance to see her naked breast as the street lights flashed by, but he did not want her to be uncomfortable. He finally decided to leave it alone; he did not want to spoil her fantasy.

The truck finally came to a stop. She heard a door open and close, but only one. The truck shook as the tailgate fell open. Misty felt the tarp being pulled off. Someone grabbed her feet and dragged her to the edge of the truck's bed.

"Walk," one of them said. Her ears were still buzzing from the wind noise of the ride in the truck, and one word was not enough to confirm the voice as Rick or Chance. She stumbled forward. A hand gripped her shoulder, steering her right and left. Finally they stopped.

"Get on your knees."

Misty felt someone tugging on the bag that covered her head. The fabric ripped open and cool night air flooded in and on to her mouth and nose. The bag still covered her eyes. She felt something brush against the inside of her thighs. Misty's heart was pounding. Nothing felt familiar. She struggled to free her arms, but the bindings were too strong. She had been more excited than scared, but that ratio was changing. 

Someone put a hand on the back of her head. Misty knew what would be next. She was about to have a hard cock in her mouth. She felt it against her lips. She wondered if it was the same person that had fucked her in the parking garage. She felt her head being pulled forward. Misty opened her mouth and let the throbbing erection penetrate her lips. Her head was guided back and forth, each time she took in a bit more until she felt it hit the back of her throat. Despite her efforts to suppress it, she gagged slightly. Whoever was fucking her mouth did not hesitate. Misty felt like things were spinning out of control. How was she supposed to use the safe word with a mouth full of cock?

It had to be Rick and Chance, it just had to be.

At the moment the balance of fear and excitement was perfect. She was thoroughly aroused. Her nipples were swollen almost to the point of soreness. Her thighs were wet, partially from being fucked earlier and partially from her excitement. She felt an orgasm building inside her body. Apparently her instincts thought she was safe enough to enjoy what was happening. Her fear began to fade as her excitement increased. Misty pressed her tongue against the cock that was invading her mouth and was rewarded with a groan.

Rick was lying on his back with his head between Misty's knees. He was staring up at her pussy. It was cloaked in the shadows of her skirt, but enough light leaked in that he could see her labia. She was so wet she was almost dripping. He wanted to touch her. Rick knew Chance wanted to keep her guessing just as long as possible. He heard her gag on Chance's cock. Then he heard Chance moan. Rick could not wait any longer. He reached up and put his hands on her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers. They felt hard as rocks.

Misty felt warm hands on her breasts. The sensation of her nipples being pinched inched her closer to orgasm. The hands glided down her body and rested on her hips, then pulled her down. She felt something warm and wet on her sex. All the tension and fear exploded into an orgasm. Misty felt her mouth filling with cum as her climax overwhelmed her. It was all she could do to keep from choking on the hot salty fluid pouring down her throat. Strong fingers dug into her hips, pinning her against his mouth. She felt his tongue briefly swirl around her clit, and then slip between her labia. She fought to tilt her head back. Misty felt the last bit of cum dribble on to her chin as her mouth slipped of his cock. Misty gasped for breath, and then screamed as her orgasm engulfed her entire body. She fell forward and someone caught her. She tried to put her hands on the floor, but they were still bound. She continued gasping for breath. The next thing she knew there was another mouth pressed against her, this time on her tits. Another orgasm surged through her body, or maybe the first one just caught a second wind. Two pairs of hands held her up as her arms and legs turned to jell-o. As her orgasm finally faded away she realized she was making a weeping noise.

Chance pulled Misty on to her feet, interrupting whatever Rick was doing to her. He led her through the house to the bedroom and pushed her on to the bed.

"Stay there," he growled as he walked back in to the hall to meet Rick.

"She is fucking awesome," Rick said.

"Yes, she is," Chance said, "and nice glazed donut face."

Rick wiped his face with his shirt. Misty had gone from dripping wet to gushing wet when she climaxed. Rick felt like he had been on the receiving end of a money shot. Over Chance's shoulder he could see Misty sprawled out face down on the bed. Her ass peeked out from under her skirt.

"What now?" Rick asked.

"I don't know, I'm sure we will think of something," Chance replied sarcastically.

"I have an idea," Rick said.

The sound of voices drifted into the room. Misty could not quite make out the words but she was certain they were talking about her. She was almost certain she was with Chance and Rick, but the fear that she had actually been abducted would not go away. Misty was glad they were allowing her a much needed rest. So far the ordeal had been thrilling and exhausting. The sound of approaching footsteps made her skin tingle with anticipation. The bed shifted as one of the climbed on to it. A hand gripped her shoulder, rolling her on to her back. Then one of them was on top of her. He forced his leg between her thighs. Suddenly he was inside her. She gasped as her body stretched to accommodate his thick cock.

For the second timed in one night Rick shoved his erection into Misty. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled over so she was on top of him. Rick put his hands on her and pushed her up, peeling her breasts off his chest. Her tits were fantastic. They were round and firm with dark areola. Misty's nipples stood out like large pebbles. Rick lowered her just enough to reach her breast with his mouth. With his erection buried deep inside her Rick thrust his hips back and forth.

Despite having just filled Misty's mouth with his cum Chance felt his dick getting hard again. It probably had something to do with seeing Misty's pussy stretched around Rick's thick cock. Chance put his hand on his penis and stroked it. His cock was still wet and slick from being in Misty's mouth. He could feel his erection swelling. Chance climbed on to the bed to fill his role in Rick's plan.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 16



The bed shifted and Misty realized that she was now part of a threesome. She felt her ass checks being pushed apart by a hard wet dick. The tip of his cock rested just below the small over her back. Misty felt the hard shaft siding back and forth between her ass cheeks. At the same time that she was being fucked with long hard thrusts from the man beneath her. She felt lips on one of her breasts and a hand on the other. Her neck was covered with soft kisses. She felt like she was floating.

Without warning one of them grabbed her head and pulled her down. His lips pressed against hers and his tongue invaded her mouth. Reflexively she struggled to pull away but it was no use. One of them would have been too strong for her to resist. With both of them on her she was helpless. Everything was spinning out of control. Misty felt her climax approaching. She felt something else as well. She felt the tip of a penis pressing against her ass. Were they both going to fuck her at the same time? She tried to say the safe word, but all she could do was grunt against his lips. At that moment her orgasm exploded. The world faded away, replaced with nothing but euphoria.

Not letting go of Misty was one of the most difficult things Rick had done. He knew she was panicking. He knew she was trying to say the safe word. He also believed that if she knew what the plan was she would want them to go through with it. With all his strength he rammed his cock into her. He held her head in his hands, keeping her mouth pressed tight against his. When she clenched down on his cock Rick's orgasm surged though him. He could feel the stream of cum jet into her. When the last bit spurted out he withdrew from her. But he did not let go of Misty. There was another part of this plan.

Chance liked the feeling of his cock against Misty's ass. He would have been more than happy to slide his erection between her ass cheeks until he covered them with his cum. Holding the tip of his cock against her was also a thrill. The feeling of her tight ass stretched around his cock would have been incredible, but that was not the plan for tonight. The moment Rick slipped is cock out of her Chance shoved his in. He was pretty sure Misty was still in the midst of her orgasm when he entered her.

Chance wondered if Misty was even aware she was being fucked by someone else now. The sound of his cock slipping in and out of her cum soaked pussy was erotic in a way he had not imagined. The wet slurping sound was interrupted by the noise of his hips slapping against Misty's ass. It was also punctuated by Misty screaming that she wanted to be fucked harder. Chance was more than happy to oblige. Her screams turned to moans as Rick put his mouth on her breast. Chance could not take his eyes of the sight of Misty's sweat soaked body as it writhed between himself and Rick.

Sometime later Misty would name this the hurricane orgasm. There was a brief pause as the eye passed over her, then the wall slammed into her and once again her world was turned upside down. She did not realize right away that instead of fucking her in the ass, the man behind her had just waited for his friend to fill her with cum and then taken his place. She could feel one thick cock pressed against her belly as the other throbbing erection stretched her labia apart. This wasn't a threesome. This was a private orgy, made just for her. Misty pulled her head back, breaking the open mouthed kiss with the man below her. She gasped for breath as the orgasm racked her body. She realized she could see. The bag over her head was gone.

Misty heard a guttural voice that sounded vaguely like her own calling lustily, "Harder, fuck me harder! Don't fucking stop. Don't you DARE fucking stop! I want every last bit of your cock!"

From behind her Chance kissed on the back of her neck while pulling her hair. Below her Rick engulfed one breast with his mouth and the other with his hand. Misty felt like a complete slut and she loved every bit of it. Misty felt like she was being devoured and that feeling added to her excitement. She was living for the moment, not concerned with what Chance and Rick would think after they had their way with her, not caring about the fact that her clothes were in tatters, and ambivalent about how much her battered and bruised body would ache in a few hours. It was a price she gladly paid for the ecstasy of this moment in time. She felt Chance make one final thrust as he unloaded inside her and then collapsed. 

For a few minutes Misty was sandwiched between two naked men. Eventually Chance rolled to the side and Misty lay nestled between her two lovers. A better term would be "lusters", but she figured that it probably was not a real word. Misty felt a bond with Rick and Chance. They had gone to considerable effort to fulfill her fantasy. She began to think of a way to repay them.

Rick was the first to stir, slowly extricating himself from the pile of sweaty bodies on the bed.

"Let's get cleaned up," Rick said as he pulled on Misty's arm.

"He's right, we are a bit of a mess," Chance added.

Gingerly Misty stood. She already felt a bit sore. Step by step she followed Chance into the bathroom. What had been a garden tub was not an oversized shower stall. By the time Misty had shed the remnants of her clothes a warm mist was billowing out of the shower. Rick and Chance both watched her walk in. 

"Surely you have seen enough of my naked body," she said.

"That's like saying you have seen too many sunsets," Rick answered.

"It's a good thing you are cute," Misty replied, "because your pick up lines are pretty lame."

Rick gave her a dejected look and began to spread a soapy lather onto her skin. Chance joined him and soon her body was covered in suds. Starting with her neck the two men caressed and massaged every inch of her body. While Rick shampooed her hair, Chance rubbed her feet. Finally, they rinsed her off. Chance put his hand on the shower knobs to turn off the water. Misty stopped him.

"I don't think you two are clean yet," she said, causing both of them to grin broadly.

Misty stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her hair. Chance and Rick looked bewildered. Misty shut the door to the shower and shouted over the sound of the water.

"I think you two know how soap works," she said as she grinned.

Chance leaned towards Rick and began to speak just loud enough for Rick to hear, "If you are not afraid of man cooties we can make this work for us."

"What do you mean?" Rick asked.

"Just follow my lead and take a peek at Misty every once in a while," Chance said as he began to lather Rick's chest.

Despite the shower Misty was still felt a bit dirty as she toweled her hair off. When she looked up she was pleasantly surprised. She had expected to see Chance and Rick backed into opposite corners of the shower, avoiding any form of sword-crossing as they bathed. Instead they were covering each other with thick lather. Misty forgot about her own nakedness as she watched Rick massage Chance's back. She was surprised to feel her nipples stiffen as Chance shampooed Rick's hair. 

Even though she was completely exhausted he could not stop watching the two wet naked men in the shower as they caressed and massaged each other. Even though she knew she did not have the energy for another orgasm Misty put one hand between her legs. When Chance kissed Rick on the mouth, Misty slipped a finger into her pussy. That only seemed to encourage them. Rick, Chance and Misty each tried to one up each other. Chance and Rick making out drove Misty to masturbate. The sight of Misty tugging on her nipples and finger fucking her pussy caused Rick and Chance to continue their lip lock. 

Rick was only vaguely aware of what Chance was doing; his mind was entirely focused on Misty. He imagined it wasn't Chance's tongue in him mouth but rather Misty's swollen nipple. Rick had seen women masturbate before, mostly in porn movies. What he was seeing now was a thousand times more arousing. His eyes shifted down. Misty was leaning back and pushing her hips forward. He could see her fingers thrusting in and out of her pussy. Unconsciously he gripped Chance tighter.

The water splattered on the shower door made it difficult to discern all the details but Misty could see enough. Rick and Chance were locked in an embrace. They were a tangle of strong arms, muscular back and well defined legs. She knew what they were doing was for her benefit. It made her wonder who was submitting to whom. 

Misty pressed two fingers deep into her cum soaked pussy. She wedged her other two fingers against her ass and stroked her clit with her thumb. The men turned slightly so Chance's back was to her. Chance's fit body was outlined against Rick's taller and broader silhouette. Misty felt another climax building in her exhausted body. As she watched Chance put his muscular arms around Rick's neck she began to stroke herself faster and faster. Misty wondered if Rick appreciated Chance's kisses as much as she did. When Rick put has hands on Rick's ass Misty's body shuddered with an orgasm.

Finally Misty whimpered and sank to the floor as her knees weakened. The energy of the orgasm surprised and overwhelm her. She did not think she had it in her to cum again with such intensity. Rick and Chance quickly rinsed off and were at her side. They toweled her off first, then each other. Then they led her to a second bedroom. The room was empty except for a king sized bed in the exact center. Above the bed the moon was visible through a large skylight. Rick walked to one side of the bed and Chance walked to the other. Misty walked to the foot of the bed and crawled on to it. She lay down in the middle of the bed. Both Chance and Rick settled onto the bed and put an arm over her. All three of them drifted off to sleep.

Misty slowly opened her eyes. It was still dark, but the full moon streaming in through the skylight illuminated the room quite well. She glanced at the clock; it was three in the morning. Rick and Chance were still asleep, both lying on their backs. Chance was on her right and Rick was on her left. All of them were naked, and both men had erections. 

Misty turned to Chance and admired his physique. The sight of him naked and seeming ready for even more sex aroused her. She turned at looked at Rick. He was just as attractive as Chance. Both of them looked so ready. She lay back down and thought of the two hard cocks next two her. Misty put her hand between her legs and stroked herself. She was wet, partially from desire and partially from getting fucked earlier in the night. She had never been as full of cum as she was tonight. The idea of two hard cocks waiting for her drifted through her mind. Once again she wondered what it would be like to have both of them inside her at the same time. Misty pressed her finger between her ass cheeks, the slowly slid it up and across her labia. She shuddered with anticipation. 

There was no way she would really do it. She had never thought she was not the kind of girl to take it in the ass. She stroked herself again. Maybe she was. When her finger rested between her buttocks she shuddered. It didn't feel better than when she rubbed her pussy, but it was certainly exciting. She looked over at Rick, then at Chance. Rick looked like he had a bit more girth. In her fantasy he would be on the bottom, pushing his thick cock in and out of her pussy. She put one hand on her breast. Rick would be tugging on her nipples with his teeth while she fucked him. Misty pinched her swollen flesh and suppressed a moan. She did not want to wake either of them up. They were playing their part perfectly right now.

Misty turned her head to look at Chance. He would be behind her, teasing her by pressing the head of his dick against her ass. They had done that to her tonight, taunted her with the idea that one of them would fuck her in the ass. At the time the thought had terrified her. Now, in the comfort of her fantasy, it was arousing. She imagined Chance gently pressing against her while Rick's cock pounded into her. Chance would have his hands on her tits, caressing them as Rick's lips wrapped around her nipples. Then Chance would slowly push inside her, filling her in an entirely new way.

Biting her lip to stay quiet Misty pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. She crushed her left breast in her hand. Misty could feel her orgasm building. The image of the three of them stacked on top of each other, all racing towards climax together filled her mind.

Chance would cum first, pulling his cock out and shooting thick ropes of cum on to her ass, then pressing his half hard dick between her ass cheeks. The feeling of his hot cum on her skin would push her over the edge. In her fantasy she screamed a string of profanity, but in reality she just mewed quietly as she came. It would be her talking dirty that would make Rick shoot his load deep inside her. Misty's hand slowed and finally came to a rest between her legs.

She looked at the two men again. Chance was sleeping quietly with slow deep breaths. She looked over at Rick. He was having a more fitful sleep. His head moved from side to side and he breathing was rapid and shallow. She wondered if he was having a nightmare. Then she noticed his cock. It looked even bigger and thicker than before, and a few drops of precum had formed on the tip. Rick was having a sex dream. Misty's lips curled into a grin and she slowly crawled out of bed. She walked around to the side Rick was sleeping on. Misty got on her knees and leaned over Rick's waist. Her lips hovered over his cock. Slowly she closed her mouth around the head of his dick. It felt hot and thick in her mouth. She wanted to be part of Rick's dream. She wondered what his was dreaming about. Was a blowjob part of it? Misty gently pressed her tongue against the tip of Rick's erection. Without warning a stream of hot, thick fluid shot out of his cock, followed by another and another. It filled her mouth. Misty felt Rick's cum flowing down her throat. When the flood slowed to a tricked she opened her mouth and straightened up. Rick was still sound asleep.

Misty turned her attention to Chance. She crept around the bed and stared at him. He was so damn sexy. She wanted to run her fingers through the hair on his chest. Misty let her hand hover over him. Then just as she was done with Rick, she dropped to her knees and lowered her mouth onto his erection. Chance was not in the throes of a sex dream. The moment her lips closed around the tip of his penis he stirred. She put her finger on his lips, silently instructing him to remain quiet. She took her mouth of his cock for just a moment.

"You slept through Rick's blowjob, so it is only right that he sleep through yours," she whispered, then wrapped her lips around his throbbing erection.

It took Chance a few moments to figure out he was not dreaming. Misty was starting to impress him. He only knew one other woman that could fuck and suck all night like this. He raised his head just enough to see Misty's mouth on his cock. She had one hand wrapped around it, pointing his penis towards the ceiling. Her other hand had been on his lips, but now it rested on his chest. Chance felt unusually aroused by what Misty was doing. Her hand slid easily up and down his wet shaft. She caressed the head of his cock alternately with her hand and mouth. The contrast between her firm grip and warm, soft mouth was pushing him toward climax with amazing speed.

"You're going to make me cum..." he whispered, feeling her finger on his lips again. 

Chance dropped his head back on to the pillow. The sight of Misty's naked body in the moonlight was too much. Seeing her head bob up and down on his cock was entirely too arousing. He closed his eyes and savored the feeling of being inside her when he came. He felt his cock jerk between her lips, filling her mouth with his seed. She sucked down every drop, and then let his waning erection slip from between her lips. Chance reached for her. He wanted to hold her, kiss her, return some of the pleasure she had given him. She crawled over him and settled on the bed, then kissed him gently on the lips.

"Good night Chance," she said quietly.

"I want to do something for you," he whispered.

"You will, but I want you well rested when you do. I have plans for you and your friend. You will find out what they are when the sun comes up."

As Chance drifted off to sleep Misty had an idea. She tip toed out of the room and wandered through the house until she found Rick's and Chance's pants. Digging through the pockets she found their phones. Starting with Chance's phone Misty started taking pictures of herself. The first one was of her breast with her fingers covering her nipple. The next was a shot of her hand covering her pussy. Bit by bit Misty became more and more daring. After each picture she looked at the image. A few were deleted, and a few inspired her to do more. Alternating between the two camera phones the pictures became more and more revealing. Misty was careful to avoid getting her face in any of the pictures. For the last picture she was on her knees. Her breasts were pressed against the floor. She held the camera between her legs with one hand and finger fucked herself with the other.

As she put the phones back Misty wondered if she would know when Rick and Chance found her gift. If your ears burn when someone talks about you, she wondered what burns when they think about you and masturbate.

When she returned to the bedroom Rick and Chance were still fast asleep. She wedged herself into the gap between them and drifted off to sleep.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 17



Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with the story. Huge improvements, as always.

This is a related to chapter 13, but pretty much stands on its own. You will understand the Trinity character a little better if you read chapter 13 first.

Votes and comments are greatly appreciated. 

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Trinity pinned Nancy's wrists to the bed and pressed her lips to Nancy's mouth. As she pried Nancy's lips apart with her tongue Trinity forced her own thigh between Nancy's legs. Trinity moaned as she felt the heat and wetness of Nancy's pussy on her own leg.

"More," Nancy moaned, "do that some more. Don't stop until you make me cum."

Trinity pressed her own body against Nancy's. The two women kissed passionately. It was exactly the way Trinity had always imagined it.

Trinity awoke and sat upright in bed. She gasped for breath. The dream had been so real. Her nipples were so swollen they ached and the bed had a large wet spot between her legs. She glanced at the clock; it was three in the morning. 

Trinity picked up her phone and texted Nancy.

I want a rematch.

Much to her surprise the reply appeared seconds later.

As do I. Sunday. 9 am at the park.

A shiver went down her spine as she read Nancy's reply. Trinity set her phone down and curled up under her blanket, hoping her dream would pick up where it left off.

It had been an excruciating long two days since Nancy agreed to a rematch. It was finally Sunday. The weather was perfect; the only thing that could have made the day better would be news that Rick, her competition for Nancy's affection, had sprained his ankle or suddenly turned gay. 

Trinity laid her outfit on the bed next to her pack. The thin hydration pack contained her wallet, phone, water, pistol and pepper spray. 

The weaponry was something Nancy insisted on. Trinity had never heard the entire story, but Nancy had found herself in an unpleasant situation and had been forced to fight her way out of it. Ever since then Nancy had insisted her friends be ready for the unthinkable. The lesson had become so ingrained that Trinity did not give a second thought about carrying an assortment of weapons wherever she could.

For the rematch he she had chosen a tan front zip sports bra and bottoms that were scandalously short. If she bent over to touch her toes she would reveal her panties, if she chose to wear any. She did not plan to lose to Rick this time. Trinity acknowledged that she could not beat Rick in a game of pure speed. She would have to outwit him. Trinity suspected that Nancy unconsciously stacked the deck in Rick's favor because she liked having sex with men. That would change today. Today Nancy was going to learn how spectacular sex with another woman could be. 

Trinity felt her nipples stiffen as she dreamed of Nancy's warm soft lips around them. Trinity accepted that she might not feel Nancy's hand caress her breasts or Nancy's mouth on her own. Just the thought of bringing Nancy to climax, of seeing her friends body writhe with pleasure, was a reason to win this contest.

Trinity put her hand between her legs. Her pussy was completely smooth. She had gone to the saloon for a complete wax job. She did not want a single hair between Nancy's mouth and her own labia should the opportunity present itself. With a single finger she stroked her pussy. She was already wet with desire. With great effort Trinity took her hand away from her sex. She did not have time for another fantasy about Nancy. Trinity picked up her shorts and slipped them on. When she saw Rick she planned on giving him quite a show. Maybe running with an erection would slow him down a bit.

Rick peeled off his shirt and kicked off his shorts. Ever since Nancy called and explained the terms of the rematch his cock had been fully erect. There was no way he could be out in public looking the way he did, much less run. He picked up a bottle of sunscreen and poured some into his hand. It was one of the bottles Nancy had given to him, the smell of it remind Rick of her. He lay on his bed and smeared the creamy lotion on to his cock. Images of both Nancy and Trinity filled his head. Part of him wanted Trinity to win. The sight of Nancy and Trinity naked was one of his fantasies. He imagined a ball of arms, legs, breasts, pussies and mouths squirming and writhing about as the two women kissed, licked, caressed and sucked on each other. Even better would be a threesome.

First Rick imaged Trinity on her hands and knees with her face buried between Nancy's legs. He would be behind Trinity with his hands on her firm ass and his cock buried deep inside her pussy. Another thought flashed through his mind. Trinity would be on her back with her long lean legs wrapped around his waist. As he rammed his cock into her Nancy would straddle her friends face. When he saw Nancy's face contort with pleasure he would pull her mouth against his own. The thought of fucking Trinity and kissing Nancy at the same time brought Rick to edge of orgasm. In his fantasy Nancy climaxed with Rick's tongue in her mouth and Trinity's tongue in her pussy. Back in the real world Rick felt thick streams of cum splatter across his chest and face as he reached his own orgasm.

When he saw himself in the bathroom mirror with cum splattered all over his body his first thought was how Nancy somehow found seeing him like this a turn on. He cleaned himself up with a wet washcloth and got dressed. Maybe his erection would be held at bay long enough for him to catch Nancy.

Rick arrived at the starting point to find Trinity already there. She waved cordially and began stretching. She looked fantastic. From a distance her tight fitting sports bra blended with her skin so well she looked topless. Her running shorts scarcely covered her ass cheeks. Despite his earlier attempt at deflating his erection Rick felt his cock begin to stiffen. Nervously he tugged on his T-shirt, trying to cover his bulging crotch. It wasn't fair, he thought, Trinity swollen nipples were something every guy at the park wanted to stare at, but his erection made his look like a pervert. 

Rick watched Trinity bend down and touch her palms to the ground. Her shorts rode up allowing Rick a glimpse of her naked pussy. She was not wearing underwear, not even a thong. Rick dropped to one knee and re-tied his shoe as a ruse to hide his erection. He could not wait for Nancy to arrive and the chase to start.

"I'm going to win this time," Trinity said.

Rick looked up from his shoe. Trinity was standing right in front of him. He could smell her arousal. It was all he could do not to moan in appreciation of her sex appeal.

"I don't know about that. Second place is the first loser," he replied. Even though letting her win would mean getting to see both Trinity and Nancy naked he knew he would push himself to win.

"And when I win," Trinity continued, "I'm not going to share. You have had Nancy to yourself plenty of times. This time she is mine. You are more than welcome to toss off from a distance, but don't even try to join in, you wanker."

Rick stood up. He was taller than Trinity but not by much. Her height intrigued him. Being well over six feet tall he towered over most women. If Trinity had been wearing heels they might see eye to eye.

"Break it up you two," Nancy said as she approached them. She shook her head. The two of them could not be any more different. Trinity's outfit hugged her tall lean body, showing off every curve. She looked at Rick with a combination of fierce rivalry and general disinterest.

Rick worn loose fitting clothing that covered his bulky frame. Although they were almost the same height, Rick probably outweighed Trinity by about eighty pounds. Where she was thin and sleek he was thick and muscular. The expression on his face was not hostile. It was lust and frustration at what he knew he would never have.

"Here are the rules. Both of you will head to your start points. Send me a picture of it when you get there. I will let you know when the game has started. Every 10 minutes you will get my next checkpoint. I plan on running 10 minute miles, so you should have about four minutes to come up with a plan to intercept me. I have to be alone when you catch me. If there is anyone, and I mean anyone in sight when you touch me it does not count," Nancy looked at Rick, "Once you catch me you can carry me off or whatever. This time I will allow for sharing, or sloppy seconds. Winner's choice."

Rick realized he had been staring at Nancy as she talked. As always she was drop dead sexy. She was wearing a tie dye sports bra with no apparent fasteners and tight fitting black shorts. There was a small waist pack resting just above her ass. A pouch on one side contained her water bottle. A pouch on the opposite side contained a canister of pepper spray.Over her shoulder Rick noticed Trinity was holding two fingers over her mouth and thrusting her tongue between them. For a lesbian she certainty seemed to enjoy being a prick tease. When Trinity noticed he was looking at her she put her hand on her shorts and pulled them tight against herself. The outline of her labia was clearly visible through the sheer material. Rick noticed Nancy was saying something.

"Rick, it is time to go. Your start point is two blocks away. Get moving."

As Trinity turned around and starting jogging to her start point a grin of self satisfaction spread across her face. Rick's loose clothing had failed to hide his growing erection. She was certain that would slow him down. Teasing him had been fun. She did not hold Rick's masculinity against him. She was a bit jealous that Nancy preferred sex with him, or rather men in general. Trinity simply did not understand the attraction. She had tried sex with the opposite sex in college. She found men to be awkward and clumsy. Women were much more graceful. Rick was a perfect example. He had all the charm and subtlety of an aircraft carrier. He could certainly project a lot of force, but he seemed unrefined.

Standing at the start point with Trinity out of sight Rick felt his cock finally returning to a relaxed state. He did his best to put both women out of his mind. Speed and stamina were his advantages in this game. He knew Nancy's start point was the park where they met. He planned to intercept her quickly and then trail her. He would simply pressure her to pick up the pace. Eventually Trinity would simply drop from exhaustion and then Nancy would be his. His phone buzzed, it was the start signal and the first checkpoint. He thought for a second and then took off on a course to intercept Nancy.

The second the start signal arrived Trinity began to run. She knew that getting to Nancy before Rick did wasn't going to happen. Instead she picked a course that would let her see Nancy as quickly as possible. As long as she had eye contact Rick would be unable to do anything. She planned on letting him sprint himself into the ground and then take Nancy at her own pace. As she rounded the first corner Trinity looked down the long street. She saw Rick first. It almost appeared he was leaving a wake as he ran through the light crowd of people out for a jog. A few seconds later Trinity spotted Nancy about two hundred yards ahead of Rick. Trinity began to shuffle towards Nancy and Rick.

With a flick of her wrist Nancy checked the time. She was right on the pace she had planned. The cool morning air felt refreshing as it rushed over her body. It was cool enough that she was not sweating yet, but still warm enough to allow for minimal clothing. Unlike Trinity, Nancy had not dressed to undress. Her outfit would take a bit of time to remove. It appeared Trinity had chosen a wardrobe that could be stripped away in seconds. On the horizon Trinity popped into view. The near skin tone top made her look like she was shirtless. Nancy smiled as she watched the men around Trinity do a double take as she passed them by. The thought of giving herself over to Trinity made Nancy a little nervous. She had kissed other women before but nothing like what Trinity probably had planned. There was no guarantee that Trinity would be the victor in their little game. Nancy was quite familiar with Rick's drive to win. Nancy frowned as she came to a busy intersection. There was too much traffic to cross until the light changed. She looked over her shoulder. Rick was trapped in a similar situation a block behind her. A quick scan of the area revealed Trinity on her slow and steady intercept course. The light changed and Nancy began running again.

After an awkward fight with his Trinity-inspired erection at the start Rick was finally picking up speed. For the past five minutes he had been constantly calling out to the runners in front of him, warning them he was about to pass. Trinity was nowhere to be seen but Nancy was just over a block in front of him. A red light and a lot of cross traffic stopped Rick one block behind his target. While he was waiting for the traffic to let up he began looking for Trinity. He spotted her almost two blocks away. Her tall, lean form was unmistakable even at this distance. Rick's mind began to fill with fantasies that included Trinity. He forced other thoughts into his head before his dick began to swell again. There would be plenty of time to think of Trinity's graceful form later. Right now he had a race to win.

Nancy glanced at her watch again. The traffic at the last intersection had put her behind. Ahead was a large hotel. Nancy recalled that it had entrances on both sides of the block, providing a short cut to her first check point. She ducked into a small crowd of guests that were waiting for a shuttle and entered the hotel. Slowing to a walk she crossed the spacious lobby and exited the opposite side. In less than a minute she was running again and back on schedule.

Trinity realized she had lost sight of Nancy. She scanned the crowded sidewalk but could only see Rick. He was lumbering through the throng of people with single minded determination. Trinity reversed direction. Now she was going the same direction as her competition. Trinity wondered if Rick's determination extended to his bedroom activities. Maybe that is what Nancy kept him around for. With long strides she closed the distance between herself and the first checkpoint.

Rick scanned the crowd for Nancy but could not see her. He did see Trinity abruptly turn around and begin running towards the checkpoint. Somehow Nancy must have slipped past her. Rick sprinted forward until he was less than fifty feet behind his competition. If Trinity wanted him to stare at her he would accommodate her until he found Nancy again. Rick observed he was not the only person gawking at the tall runner in front of him. Almost every man and several women watched her intently as she ran by. As he watched her firm ass peeking out from under her running shorts Rick began to imagine Trinity naked. Given her current outfit it did not take much effort to mentally undress her. He had noted that she appeared very smooth when she pulled her shorts tight against her skin at the start point. Rick imagined her pussy was completely bald. He stumbled as his growing erection tangled in his shorts. Cursing himself he focused on her hair instead. For a few moments he watched her pony tail bouncing side to side and his erection began to subside. The he began to think of using it to pull her head back as he rammed his cock into her. Rick began to sprint again. He had to get ahead of Trinity, being behind her was a liability.

Trinity was a bit surprised when Rick passed her. She increased her own pace to keep up with him. As she watched him run a scant twenty feet to her front she could not help but admire his build. He was quite a specimen for his gender. Each time he pushed off the muscles in his legs were clearly defined. Despite the quick pace he did not seem winded and his running form was near perfect. Trinity appreciated the effort he must have put in to be in such good shape. As they rounded the corner she scanned the area for a sign of Nancy. Thankfully they started down a gentle slope, which made for easy running and provided an excellent view of the first checkpoint.

After a brief pause Nancy began to run again. She was a bit late to the first checkpoint. While she was stopped she saw both Rick and Trinity heading toward her. The first two checkpoints were just to tire them out. There was no way she would have been alone at either of them. It was the third checkpoint where they would have a chance to take her. As she continued to run she spotted another possible shortcut, a narrow alley between two buildings. It could contain some unpleasant obstacles but it would put her at the second checkpoint right on time. She turned into the alley.

Nancy slowed as she ran down the trash-strewn pathway, trying to avoid the broken glass and other debris. Suddenly two young men stepped out in front of her, blocking the alley.

"Hey pretty lady, what are you doing here?" the first said menacingly.

"Maybe you want to show us your tits?" the second added.

Nancy turned to leave the way she came but a third man had appeared behind her. With her left hand she pulled out her pepper spray.

"You don't want to do that," the third man said, "That would just make me mad."

Nancy's right hand moved towards the G36 pistol in her waist pack.

"Fuck," she whispered to herself, "This is Kabul all over again."

Rick looked over his shoulder, but Trinity was nowhere to be seen. When he looked ahead he saw Nancy turn into an alley almost a block ahead of him. If Trinity had slipped into the lead she could catch Nancy in the deserted alley. He broke into a full sprint, irritated that the game could end so soon.

Trailing about thirty feet behind Rick, Trinity saw him break into a sprint. She did not know why, but she suspected he saw an opportunity to catch Nancy alone. She accelerated forward knowing that she probably could not catch him.

Nancy's pulse was racing as she contemplated her options. She could try to talk her way out, but they did not seem to listen very well. It would be hard to pepper spray all three of them. She could shoot the one in front of her but it probably was not justifiable at this point. She cursed herself for taking this short cut. Then she heard Rick's voice echoing down the alley.

"Motherfucker," he screamed. All four heads turned toward Rick. His chest was heaving as he skidded to a stop. His well muscled legs bulged under his shorts. To Nancy he looked like he was about to transform into The Hulk. The three men turned and ran towards the opposite end of the alley. Nancy ran as well, but toward Rick.

"I'm so glad..." Nancy started to say before Rick interrupted her.

"Sprinted... entire... block..." he gasped, "thought I was going to lose race. Thought Trinity was... in the alley."

Rick eyes locked on the pepper spray in Nancy's hand.

"Holy shit, those guys..." he stammered.

"They were just some punks. I don't think they will try that again anytime soon, if ever. They way you yelled I thought you were going to rip that one guy's head clean off. Maybe you do have a little fighter in you," Nancy replied.

"I came around the corner and saw you were not alone. Sorry, I am not a good loser."

"No, Rick you did not lose. The race is still on," she said and kissed him on the cheek before running back out on to the street. She would have to make up the time a different way. No more short cuts.

Rick watched Nancy jog down the street. His legs felt like they were on fire after the sprint to the alley. As he was catching his breath Trinity arrived. She was just as out of breath as he was.

"Is...it...still on?" she panted.

Rick looked at her and nodded. He did not want her to know he was just as spent as she was. He grimaced as he felt his cock stir again. Rick tried to look away but could not. Trinity was three feet in front of him, bent at the waist, with her hands on her thighs. Her sports bra was so sheer it looked painted on. Atop each of her B cup breasts was the distinct protrusion of an erect nipple. Her tits were like half spheres on her chest, each one a perfect curve. For the first time Rick noticed another detail about Trinity. Her areolas were slightly raised, giving her nipples a puffy appearance. Trinity's bra pulled her breasts together giving her more cleavage than Rick expected to see. Her skin was covered in sweat. With great effort Rick casually walked behind her. He wanted to yank her shorts down and ram his cock into her. Her long legs put her pussy at the perfect height for him. Rick closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to dislodge the image before his dick reacted to it.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 17



"To the victor go the spoils," Rick said as he began to run. His legs felt like they were made of cement, but he could not let himself appear tired in front of Trinity. Slowly he built up speed, closing in on Nancy and the second checkpoint.

It was a big gamble, but it was a chance she had to take. Trinity could not keep up with Rick. She decided to skip the second checkpoint. The third checkpoint would appear on her phone in less than two minutes. She hoped that it would close to where she was standing. She was even more determined to win after the way Rick had looked at her. She saw lust and desire in his eyes. The fact that he yearned for her would only make her victory sweeter. Her phone chirped and she looked at the screen. Her gamble paid off, the next checkpoint was close. And it was in the park, not a busy street. Trinity smiled and skipped a few steps before breaking into a run.

Before he had even arrived at checkpoint two Rick heard his phone beep with checkpoint three. He did not stop moving as he pulled the phone out and read the text. It was behind him. He wheeled around and picked up some speed. As he approached the park he saw Trinity ahead of him. She disappeared down a wooded trail. Rick chose the service road instead. It was a bit longer, but straighter. He knew turns were not his friends. Trinity would fare much better in on the twisty wooded trail. He stayed on the road as long as he could, but eventually he had to switch to the trails.

The faint sound of footsteps alerted Trinity to another runner. She peered through the brush and was rewarded with a glimpse of Nancy. Seconds later she heard what had to be Rick. He appeared ten yards away, directly in front of her. He was looking around, trying to find Nancy. Trinity unzipped her sports bra and spread it open. The cool air on her sweat soaked skin raised goose bumps on her tits and made her nipples stiff. Rick stopped looking for Nancy and stared at her naked breasts. Satisfied that Nancy was safely out of sight Trinity zipped up her top then stuck out her tongue before running off. Even if she lost at least Rick would understand what it was like to be frustrated.

Gingerly Rick began to run again. Trinity's little striptease had given him another erection and it made it difficult to move. His phone chirped with the next check point. It was on the edge of the park. Once again he changed direction. Before long he was back on the park road and picking up speed.

When checkpoint four made its appearance on her phone Trinity was most of the way across the park. She wondered how far Rick was behind her. Flashing him had been unexpectedly satisfying. She was accustomed to men gawking at her body, but it had been years since she deliberately let a man see her tits. As she cleared the park she saw the next checkpoint. It was a construction site. Since it was Sunday none of the workers were present. They were building an apartment tower and right now it was maze of storage containers, heavy equipment, pipes and large piles of earth and sand. She saw Nancy disappear behind a bulldozer and began to sprint. Trinity could see Rick approaching from the opposite direction. He had a bit more ground to cover; it was going to be close.

Nancy felt like her old self again. After the encounter in the alley she had been a bit reluctant to get away from crowded areas. She eventually decided that she would not live in fear. But she also slowed down enough to ensure that either Rick or Trinity was fairly close by. As she entered the empty construction site she looked over her shoulder. Both Rick and Trinity were in sight. She rounded the corner and thought she was at a dead end. Huge piles of loose sand were on her left and right. Directly ahead was wall of shipping containers at least 30 feet high. There was a gap between them, but it was filled by a stack of large pipes. As Nancy approached the wall she realized the pipe might be large enough for her to crawl through.

Trinity knew she was nearly exhausted. Checkpoint five would probably be all she could do. She had to catch Nancy here. Rick was still behind her, but the space between them was rapidly evaporating. She rounded a corner and found herself in an empty valley. Nancy had been right in front of her and there was no way out. Large piles of sand bordered both side and a wall of equipment blocked the way forward. I tiny movement caught her eye. Trinity saw Nancy's shoe disappear into a large stack of pipes.

Inch by inch Nancy wriggled her way through the pipe. Her shoulders rubbed against the inside of the pipe. Her ample bosom forced her back against the top of the pipe. Trinity would have an easier time with her smaller tits, but that would be offset by the disadvantage of her longer legs. Nancy could literally see the light at the end of the tunnel as she continued to struggle forward.

Trinity practically dove into the pipe after her friend. This was her best and last chance to catch Nancy. There was no way Rick would fit into the pipe, and Trinity knew she would be too exhausted to continue the pursuit much longer. She was close enough that she could smell Nancy.

Rick stopped at the sight of Trinity crawling into the pipe. He realized he could not follow her into the narrow opening. His only option was to go over. The stack of pipe was at least twenty five feet high. He sprinted to the base of it and began to climb. He was not sure if he would have the energy to get back down, but he was not about to quit.

The air was noticeably cooler as Nancy approached the end of the pipe. She wondered if Rick or Trinity would be waiting for her on the far side. Wrapping her fingers round the cold metal edge of the pipe she pulled herself out. Nancy blinked in the bright sunlight and took a breath of fresh air. She took a few steps and the slowly turned around. It was a pleasant change from the dank atmosphere inside the pipe. Suddenly Trinity emerged from one of the pipes. Her friend quickly stood and looked around. 

It was the sight of Nancy's firm ass framed by the end of the pipe that gave Trinity the motivation to crawl the last six feet of the pipe. Her long limbs had proved to be a distinct disadvantage in the narrow confines of the pipe as she inched her way through it. As the end of the pipe neared Trinity's field of view expanded. When Nancy's midsection appeared Trinity found her second wind and climbed free of the pipe. She looked around. Rick was nowhere to be seen. Not to the left. Not to the right. Not even above them. Trinity wrapped her arms around Nancy and softly kissed her on the lips.

Gasping for breath Rick hauled his body to the top of the pipe stack. The wind whipped around him as he ran along a single pipe. He dropped to his knees and peered over the edge. His heart sank at what he saw. Trinity and Nancy were locked in a passionate embrace. He had lost. He suspected they wanted him to watch. Rick shifted slightly to accommodate his growing erection and continued to look at the scene developing almost thirty feet below his perch.

Trinity broke the kiss, pulling away from Nancy just enough to look into her eyes. Trinity had seen many things in Nancy's eyes; fierce determination, lust, and anger. Today Nancy's eyes were full of desire and curiosity. Trinity caressed Nancy's cheek, leaving a streak of grime across her face. She felt Nancy's hand tug at the zipper on her sports bra. Trinity grinned and nodded to her friend turned lover. Ever so slowly Nancy slid the zipper down. To Trinity it seemed like an eternity, but finally the zipper reached the end of its track and the bra sprang open. Already Trinity felt her entire body beginning to tingle. The muscles in her midsection clenched in a way that felt fantastic. She cupped Nancy's chin in her hand and tilted her partner's head back. Trinity looked into Nancy's eyes again.

"You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable," she whispered to Nancy.

"Oh, I'm very comfortable," Nancy replied as she leaned forward and kissed Trinity passionately on the mouth.

Although this was not the first time she had kissed another woman Nancy found the feel of Trinity mouth on her own more arousing than expected. She honestly did not know what to do next. She could mimic what men did to her, but she wondered if lesbians did things differently. She felt Trinity's hand on the back of her head pulling her in. Because of Trinity's height it was a little like kissing a man. Nancy found herself standing on her toes as her mouth was invaded by Trinity's tongue.

Things were not going according to plan. Trinity had dreamed of this moment for years. Over time the fantasy had become rougher and rougher. Now that Nancy was finally in her arms Trinity no longer wanted to throw her to the ground and pin her down. The idea of forcing Nancy's soft lips on to her own breast no longer held the appeal it once did. 

Trinity released Nancy's head and slipped her hands under Nancy's sport bra. Like her legs Trinity's fingers were long and slender, but they were not long enough to span Nancy's ample bosom. Trinity paused for a moment to savor the feeling of Nancy's tits. They felt warm and firm under her fingers.

A quiet moan escaped Nancy's lips when she felt Trinity pinching her nipples. Nancy stood motionless as Trinity peeled her sports bra off her breasts and pulled it over her head. Trinity stopped when the garment reached Nancy's forearms. As Trinity's mouth closed around Nancy's swollen nipple Nancy felt a tugging on her tight fitting shorts. Slowly the material moved down her legs until the material was wrapped around her shins. Trapped by her clothes she had no choice but to surrender herself to Trinity's whims.

Trinity wedged a finger in between Nancy's thighs. Trinity's other hand was on Nancy's breast, tugging on her nipple. Nancy moaned again as Trinity's finger penetrated her. That finger was soon joined by another. Nancy closed her eyes, blocking out the harsh image of the construction site. She focused on the way Trinity was touching her.

Trinity completely understood why men were so attracted to Nancy's tits. They were round and firm and warm. Nancy's nipples felt like rough pebbles against Trinity's tongue. Despite the awkward position required to fit her hand between Nancy's legs Trinity was thoroughly enjoying having her fingers inside of Nancy's wet slit. With her pointer and middle finger Trinity probed for Nancy's G-spot. With her thumb she lightly rubbed Nancy's clit. Trinity's remaining fingers lightly pressed against Nancy's firm ass cheeks. As her arousal increased Trinity found herself aching to be touched. Not enough to free Nancy's from the bondage of her clothing. Even Rick's large clumsy hands would be a relief, but he was still perched high above them. She felt Nancy's legs begin to quiver and heard Nancy moaning. Trinity looked around for a suitable place to lie down with Nancy. Several pallets of grass sod were stacked close by. The green grass looked like an oasis in the dry dusty construction site. Trinity scooped Nancy up in her arms and carried her to the pallets. She placed Nancy on the soft grass and hoisted herself up as well. Nancy was laid out in front of her, arms stretched above her head, arms and legs still bound together. Trinity crawled toward her partner, lowered her hand and began kissing Nancy's arms.

The feel and smell of the grass took Nancy away from reality. Looking up all she could see was blue sky. She turned her head to the side and saw Rick on top of the big stack of pipes. Knowing that he was watching made her feel both safe and aroused. She felt Trinity's soft lips on her arms. Trinity's face entered Nancy's field of view, then vanished again as Nancy felt soft kisses on her ears and cheeks until Trinity finally pressed her lips to Nancy's. More of Trinity's body became visible as she worked her way along Nancy's body. As Nancy felt Trinity's hands and lips on her breasts Trinity's tits appeared, hovering just out of reach. While Nancy felt Trinity tantalize, kiss, lick and caress her breasts she was powerless to do the same to the perfect B cups inches away. Unlike Nancy's breasts that curved smoothly with just the nipple protruding Trinity had raised areola that beckoned to Nancy's lips. Nancy found herself begging Trinity to move just a bit closer, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Nancy lifted her arms and put her hand between Trinity's legs. It was the first time she had touched another woman like this. Trinity felt hot and wet. Nancy was unable to resist slipping her fingers inside Trinity's pussy. Nancy felt Trinity's lips pressed against her hips and realized that her shorts were no longer around her legs.

Rick watched as Trinity worked her way in to the 69 position with Nancy. He could see that Nancy had started finger fucking Trinity. Much to his surprise, Trinity hooked her leg over Nancy's arm and pressed down, holding it against the grass. He wondered if Trinity did not want to be distracted or if she wanted to deny Nancy the warm wet feeling of her pussy. Rick watched intently as Trinity buried her head between Nancy's legs. He unconsciously curled his tongue in his mouth, mimicking what Trinity was probably doing. He groaned as he thought about how soft and wet Nancy would feel against Trinity's mouth. He could see Nancy beginning to writhe and squirm. Trinity's arms tensed as she struggled to keep Nancy pinned down. Rick's eyes shifted to Trinity's ass. He imagined being down there with them, his hands one Trinity's hips, his cock buried in her pussy. He knew Nancy would be turned on watching his cock stretch Trinity pussy apart as he rammed his dick into her over and over.

Despite her efforts Nancy could not overpower Trinity. With all her strength she tried to lift her arms so she could plunge her fingers back into Trinity's pussy. Nancy craned her neck as far as she could; trying to run her tongue along Trinity's labia but the target of her desire was just out of reach. All she could do was look at Trinity's naked body. With each passing moment Nancy felt her orgasm building. As Trinity's tongue speared into her pussy over and over Nancy moaned with delight.

Rick snaked his arm between the cold steel of the pipes and his body, wrapping his hand around his erection. He slowly stroked himself as he watched the two naked women below him. Even at this distance he could hear Nancy cry out as she climaxed. He wondered what would happen next. Would Trinity spirit Nancy off to ravish her in private? Would she just walk away? Or would Nancy be forced to lick and caress Trinity to an orgasm of her own?

As Trinity felt Nancy's climax fade away she slowly lowered her hips towards Nancy's face. The moment Nancy's lips pressed against her sensitive labia and clit Trinity felt her whole body being to tingle. After allowing Nancy a few precious moments to explore the other woman's body Trinity raised her hips again. 

This was Trinity's new plan. She was going to give Nancy just enough to make her want more. Trinity wanted to Nancy to pursue her the way she pursued her boy toy. She reached back with one hand and stroked her own pussy. Just knowing Nancy's mouth was inches away had her on the edge of orgasm. She plunged her long thin fingers into her wet hole. It did not take long before Trinity felt her entire body explode into a climax. It was all she could do to keep from collapsing onto Nancy. As the last few tremors of ecstasy left her body she looked up at Rick high above. She motioned to him to approach and watched as he climbed down the thirty foot tall stack of pipe like a tall, athletic monkey.

Nancy could not believe what Trinity was doing. After taunting her for so long Trinity gave her only a few moments to enjoy her body. Watching Trinity's fingers stroke herself to orgasm was exciting, but not what she wanted. And then Trinity was gone. Nancy remained motionless, her arms still tangled in her sports bra and her legs feeling like jelly. The unusual smell of sex and grass filled the air. Nancy struggled to sit up and see where Trinity had gone.

Rick could not take his eyes off Trinity as she approached him. Her shins were covered in grass and dirt. Rick suddenly noticed that neither of the women had removed their shoes. She had picked up her clothes but had not put them back on. Her breast bounced slightly with every step she took. Rick licked his lips as she got close enough for him to make out her puffy nipples. She stopped right in front of him and grabbed his cock through his shorts.

"This might remind her why she likes men. I want to see you fuck her hard," Trinity whispered to Rick.

Trinity forgot how big Rick until she stood next to him. From his broad shoulders to his sturdy legs he was just big. His cock was big too, and hard. It felt powerful and unyeliding in her hand. Seeing him unleashed on Nancy would be quite a show. After giving Rick his instructions Trinity continued walking. She glanced over her shoulder and saw Rick peel off his shirt then kick off his shoes and shorts. He was completely naked as he approached Nancy.

Just as Nancy sat up Rick appeared at her side. His eyes smoldered with lust. In a single motion he put his hand under her arms and lifted her into the air. As he lowered her she wrapped her legs around his waist. Rick skillfully maneuvered her until her warm, moist opening rested against the tip of his cock. Nancy could see Trinity standing about ten feet behind Rick. She was still naked.

Trinity watched as Rick impaled Nancy on his throbbing erection. He bounced her on his cock like a doll, his powerful arms easily raising and lowering her body. Nancy's arms were loosely around Rick's neck. He had slipped his hands down so they were cupping her ass. Each time he lifted her up Trinity could see Nancy's breasts. Each time he slammed her down on his manhood Nancy let out a guttural moan. Trinity could sense her friend's arousal. It was obvious Nancy really liked getting fucked by Rick, but Trinity could see an ember of longing in Nancy's eyes. Trinity was going to fan it into a raging desire. With one hand on her breast and the other between her legs Trinity did exactly what she had denied Nancy. She pinched her nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Slowly she pulled the skin of her breast taut. With her other hand she stroked her pussy. Trinity slowly drew her hand up across her lower lips and clit, then continued up over her mons and did not stop until she had left a trail of wetness all the way to her navel. Nancy's eyes darted back and forth between the shiny streak of wetness on Trinity's belly and the light pink protrusions of Trinity's puffy nipples. It was difficult for her to resist the temptation to join in. Trinity wanted to walk over and pull Nancy's mouth over her breast, but she did not. Making Nancy wait would only increase her desire. It would be better if they waited.

Over and over Nancy felt Rick's cock slam into her, battering her clit into an orgasmic fury. All that escaped her lips were incoherent moans as her body was racked by her climax. When she no longer had the strength to hold her legs around Rick's body he lifted her off his cock. With dizzying speed he spun her around and lowered her feet to the ground. Nancy put her hands on the pallet of grass for balance. She felt Rick's hands on her hips. Without warning he once again thrust his erection deep into her body. His hands covered her tits and squeezed them with wonderful roughness. Trinity was standing where Nancy could see her but Rick could not. What Rick could not see was Trinity masturbating. Nancy could not take her eyes off Trinity's long lean body.

Trinity had told Rick to fuck Nancy hard and he was certainly following her instructions. Trinity could almost feel the impact as Rick's hips slapped against Nancy's ass. Rick was the sexual equivalent of a drag racer. He was loud and powerful, but was not exactly graceful. As she watched Trinity could see the force of Rick's thrusts ripple through Nancy's body. The smooth curve of her breasts was distorted as they bounced back and forth. If Rick had fucked Nancy any harder her feet would have been lifted off the ground. The sound of Nancy's voice made Trinity's nipples grow hard again. When their eyes met Trinity unconsciously put her hand between her legs. Seeing Nancy get hammered by Rick's rock hard cock had made her dripping wet with arousal. 




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 17



"Ahh, harder, harder, ahh, ahh, yes," Nancy screamed as Rick pounded his cock into her.

Trinity moved one step closer, then another and another. Before she knew it was standing right behind Rick. She reached out and put her hand in the small of his back. His focus on Nancy was so intense he did not appear to notice Trinity's touch. He felt like a wild stallion. Trinity could feel his muscles ripple under her hand. She could feel the impact of his hips against Nancy. The words emanating from Nancy's mouth were mostly unintelligible. It sounded like the word 'Harder' and a lot of profanity. Trinity's other hand found its way between her legs. Her long slender fingers penetrated her labia and found her G spot. It would not be until later that day that she realized she had her hands on two different worlds. Rick's was rough, powerful and animalistic, while Trinity felt grace, sensuality and SOMETHING within herself. The contrast between the two mixed and created a climax so intense Trinity found herself leaning on Rick for balance.

Gripping Nancy's hips tightly Rick thrust his cock into her over and over. Each time he buried his erection as far as he possibly could. He watched her tits bounce as he slammed into her. Each time he watched his shaft slip out of her, dripping with her wetness. He savored the feeling of her warm wet flesh around his rock hard dick. He delighted in her moans of pleasure. All thoughts of Trinity had faded from his mind, there was only Nancy. Rick could feel his orgasm building. There was no way he could stop it. He made one final thrust and then emptied himself into Nancy. He felt his cock jerk as every drop of cum in his body spurted out. Every bit of teasing and frustration from the chase, from watching Nancy and Trinity together, it all flowed into her.

Nancy had lost sight of her friend. Her legs were beginning to weaken as another orgasm flooded through her body. Rick's thrust pushed her forward. Her breasts flattened against the grass, smearing them with dirt. She felt Rick's cock jerk as his cum flooded into her. He held her tight in his arms, slowly pulling her upright so his chest was pressed against her back. After a moment she felt his cock slip out of her.

"That," Rick panted, "was fantastic."

Nancy moaned in agreement. Her head was still floating in a cloud of orgasmic delight. Slowly, oh, so slowly, reality returned. Nancy jumped down from her grassy oasis. She was standing naked in the middle of a construction site. She was covered in dirt, sweat and grass. Her face smelled like Trinity's pussy and Rick's cum was running down her leg. It was the best day ever. She picked up her clothes and got dressed. Rick followed her lead.

"Are you going to be able to walk out of here?" Trinity asked.

"I honestly don't know," Nancy replied.

"How about I bring a car around?" Rick asked, not sure what to do next.

"Finally you are good for something," Trinity said with a friendly smile.

The two women watched Rick get dressed and jog off towards the car.

"You know the minute he gets out of sight he is going to start walking, "Trinity said.

"I don't blame him, I could not run another step, but it was worth it." Nancy said.

"I don't mean to sound vindictive, but I hope he is at least a little sore from this," Trinity said.

"Oh, he will be," Nancy replied..

"So I guess we need a tie breaker," Trinity suggested.

"The fuck we do," Nancy retorted, "I'm tired of being chased. "

"Well I have no reason to chase your boy toy," Trinity replied with a less than honest answer.

"He would chase you and I would probably let him win as long as I could have sloppy seconds. 

He would rock your world." Nancy offered.

"I'm sure he would try. It sounds like we need a new game," Trinity suggested.

Nancy and Trinity had made it out of the construction site and back to the road by the time Rick returned with the car. He parked and held the door open for both women.

"We have a new game for the tie breaker," Trinity announced.

"Oh really," Rick replied eagerly.

"Yes, but this is something that needs to be discussed over lunch. That little game took a lot out of me," Trinity decided.

"Hey Trinity, since Rick came in last place, he can buy!" Nancy giggled.

"Alright, alright," Rick said affably, "There is a hot dog place just down the street."

The thought of Trinity with a large sausage in her mouth would be quite a sight to see.

Trinity wasted no time in shooting down his plan, "Nice try pervert."

"How about the burgers stand on 20th? " Rick asked, hoping that Trinity was not on some horrible vegan diet.

"Sounds great," both women said simultaneously.

The three of them hunched over a small table on the edge of the burger stand's patio. They were all still sweaty and covered in dirt, mud and grass. If he did not know better Rick would have said they had just finished a Rugby match. He listened intently and Trinity and Nancy explained the next competition. Rick could feel his cock swelling as the two women talked. He glanced at their tits and saw they appeared at least as aroused as he was. Already he was forming a plan. He would make Trinity beg for him to cum inside her while Nancy watched. This truly was the best summer ever.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 18



As always a huge thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526. 

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Rick began final assembly of his invention. He threaded the small egg shaped vibrator onto the threaded shaft. One end of the shaft was capped by a motor; the other end had a battery case with bearing and a micro switch on it. The wires connecting the motor to the battery ran though the hollow center of the shaft. He turned the motor on and the egg slowly moved up the length of the shaft. When it hit the micro switch at the end of the shaft the motor reversed direction and the egg began to travel towards the opposite end. He watched it complete the cycle several times, and then pressed the stop button on the remote control. 

Rick checked to make certain the two metal rings at the end of the egg were pressed against the charging contacts then slipped the entire assembly into the penis shaped outer case. The case had been the most difficult part to fabricate. It was made out of medical grade silicon. Rick had tried for almost a month before he was successful. The case he was working with could stand some improvements, but it would work well enough for what he had in mind. Rick connected the device to the microcontroller. The brains of the unit could stand to be smaller, but what he had would work for the prototype. He wondered if Nancy knew this was how he would use the programming skills she had taught him.

Rick pressed the start button again and heard the motor start turning. He could see the bulge of the egg shaped vibrator move along the length of the device. As it approached the back end the motor strained and the swelling increased considerably. This end had wedges in it that amplified the bulge. The egg reached the end of its travel, hit the switch, and reversed direction. Rick picked up his invention and pressed a button on the remote. He thought the idea of putting the remote inside the shell of an old cell phone was particularly brilliant. Nobody would take a second look at him playing with a phone. The little egg sprang to life and the entire device quivered in his hand. Rick squeezed the tip of the vibrator and the power turned off. He put the toy into a plastic case and loaded it into his bag. He picked up his phone and dialed Lynn's number.

"Hi Lynn, I have a question for you."

"Okay," Lynn replied.

"Is your offer still good?" Rick asked.

"Which offer?" Lynn replied

"To restrain you, tease you and then fuck you."

"Such language," Lynn replied, her voice dripping with Sarcasm, "I like it."

"Is that a yes?'

"You certainly know how to charm a girl."

"Sorry, I have been thinking about this for a while, I guess I got excited," Rick said.

"I'm not complaining, just thinking about being naked and tied up has me excited. I am going to be naked, right?"

"You will end up that way. Meet me at the south entrance to the mall. I need you to wear a long sleeved button down shirt with a collar and a skirt. If you wear a bra it should fasten in front. Panties are optional."

"You are being pretty picky. Are there any requirements for my choice of shoes?"

"No, not really. I like boots, but wear whatever you want." Rick replied.

"Okay, I will be there be there in thirty minutes," Lynn said.

"See you there," Rick said as he ended the call. The toy and the rest of his gear went into a messenger bag.

Right on time Lynn saw Rick's car pull into the mall parking lot. She had arrived early; excited about the many things she thought Rick might do to her. She had forgone panties since Rick said they were optional. It sounded exciting in the confines of her room. Now that she was outside she realized a stray breeze could give everyone at the mall a view of her shaved pussy. She wondered how long Rick planned on staying here.

"You look perfect," Rick said as he approached.

"I aim to please," she answered in a submissive voice. Rick held out his hand. In his palm was a choke chain necklace, 

"This is for you."

Lynn picked it up and fastened it around her neck. It was snug, but not too restrictive. Two thin chains hung off the necklace and settled into her cleavage. She felt Rick clip a very short leash to the necklace.

"It has a breakaway link so it won't actually choke you," Rick explained

"It's fine," Lynn assured him. Sometimes she wished Rick was a little less concerned with her safety. His focus on risk management occasionally bordered on the obsessive.

"Great, put these on," Rick said, handing her a pair of sunglasses. When she put them on Lynn realized the lenses had been blacked out. Two small pinholes, each slightly off center, allowed her to see a tiny portion of the world around her. She felt Rick put his arm over her shoulder. He tugged lightly on the leash.

"Let's hang out at the mall for a bit," he said, guiding her into the building. 

Even though she was very familiar with the layout of the mall, her impaired vision made it impossible to know exactly where she was. Certain sounds and smells offered clues, but not enough for a precise location. 

Rick's fingers extended across her collarbone and occasionally stroked the top of her breast. She was glad she had chosen to wear a bra, without it her erect nipples would be even more obvious. The darkness and the collar were turning her on quite a bit.

Rick guided Lynn along the wall and then turned her sharply into a small alcove that had once held a pay phone. It was empty now, the wall plate for the phone the only reminder of the obsolete technology. The space had been designed with exactly what Rick wanted privacy.

They made a sudden turn and Lynn was plunged into darkness. Ricks hands snaked up the front of her shift and unfastened he bra. Lynn felt his hands caress her breasts and then tugged on her erect nipples. The thought of Rick fucking her at the mall both terrified and thrilled her. If they were caught she would never hear the end of it, but if they succeeded she would never forget it. Her fantasy was interrupted by the feeling of clamps being applied to her nipples. She huffed as Rick fastened the clasp on her bra; she was not ready for him to stop touching her. Lynn felt Rick's hand slid down her body and lift her skirt.

"No panties, very nice," Rick whispered in her ear. She felt him step behind her. 

Rick's hand slipped under the front of her skirt and his fingers probed between her legs. Lynn knew she was already dripping wet with arousal. Rick's body pressed against her. She felt his erection against her ass. She could barely believe she was letting him finger fuck her at the mall. Even more surprising was how much she was enjoying it.

"I have something else for you, if it is too much just say so," Rick said.

Lynn felt him put both hands under her skirt, lifting it slightly. What felt like a garter belt wrapped around her waist. It felt thicker than lingerie. She jumped at the next sensation. Something bigger than Rick's fingers was spreading her labia and sliding into her pussy. Lynn gasped as she felt the toy fill her. What the hell was he doing? The last part was a bit thicker and Lynn moaned as her body stretched to accommodate the girth.

Rick worked quickly. The alcove they were in was pretty well hidden and not in the field of any camera he had seen. He secured the top part of the harness around Lynn's hips and slipped the vibrator inside her. He was not surprised when she didn't object. Her body was clearly excited about what he was doing. He connected the sex toy to the controller box on the front of the harness. Next he attached the support strap and ran it between her legs. It looked like a garter belt and mesh panties, just with a small box on the front. If his plans were correct the device would not fall out while they walked around. Just in case there was a small cord that tethered the vibrator to the belt. Rick stood and removed the sunglasses from Lynn's face. She blinked a few times and smiled.

"That was a little strange," she said.

"I'm just getting started," Rick replied, putting his arm back on her shoulder. Lynn felt him tug on the leash. Lynn felt a tug on her nipples as the chains that connected the clamps to the necklace tightened. She took a few awkward steps as she tried to get used to walking with the toy inside her. 

As they walked back into the main part of the mall Lynn felt like everyone was staring at her. Could they see what Rick had done to her? The noticeable bulges in her shirt cause by her swollen nipples were probably attracting some attention, but Lynn wondered what else people could see. She realized this was the reason Rick had taken the sunglasses from her. He wanted her to know people were looking at her. She smoothed her skirt against her thighs. The feeling of being touched, even by her own hands, sent a shiver through her body. Rick stopped her in front of a lingerie shop.

"Think they would let you model a few outfits for me?" he asked.

"What did you have in mind?" Lynn replied. Rick pointed to a mannequin with a lacy push up bra and some high cut panties, "Something like that."

"You like that?"

"You would look fantastic in those, I'd be tempted to leave them on when I fucked you," Rick whispered in her ear as he tugged on the leash. The feeling of his hot breath on her ear and the tugging of the nipple clamps made Lynn's knees feel weak.

Lynn struggled to speak, "I thought you were going to tie me up. When do we get to that part?"

Rick smiled, "I said I would restrain you. Do you feel like you are free right now?"

"Such a clever boy," she replied.

"Thank you; now let's go to the food court."

Rick selected a booth on the edge of the food court. It offered as much privacy as possible in the mall. He watched Lynn as she picked up her soda. She licked the straw a few times before wrapping her lips around it. Rick felt his cock stir as Lynn bobbed her head up and down, practically giving the straw a blowjob.

"Do you remember the movie 'When Harry met Sally'?" Rick asked.

"I think so," Lynn replied, wondering why he was asking about such an old movie.

"You are going to act out a scene from it, with one difference."

"Which scene and what will the difference be?" Lynn asked.

"The difference is you won't be acting. I think you will figure out the scene soon enough," Rick said as gripped the remote in his pocket. He pressed the button to start the vibrator. Lynn sat straight up with a look of surprise on her face.

The faint buzz was almost imperceptible, but the vibrations between her legs were sufficient to get Lynn's attention. At first Lynn was shocked, almost irate with what Rick was doing to her. When she realized she was practically having sex in the middle of the mall food court her irritation turned to arousal. The vibrator Rick and put inside her had two thin wings. One pressed against her clit, the other was nestled between her ass cheeks. Both were vibrating. She felt her nipples swelling against the constriction of the clamps. She gazed at Rick with her most seductive look. She rubbed the toe of her boot along the inside of his leg. She wanted him to be almost as aroused as she was. Lynn wished she had worn shoes she could kick off. It would be fun to press her stocking clad feet against the erection growing in Rick's pants. She licked her lips and leaned forward to suck on the straw again. A piece of ice got stuck in the straw. Lynn sucked hard enough that her cheeks dimpled inward.

Any of the three things Lynn did would have been sufficient to give Rick a full erection. The smoldering look in her eyes was the actual trigger, but feeling her rubbing his leg reinforced it. Rick thought of the calf high leather boots Lynn was wearing. He wanted her to keep them on when he stripped away her clothes. Rick wondered if he had the nerve to walk out of the mall with a bulge in his pants. He was making Lynn walk around with her nipples on display, but somehow that was different. He pulled the phone turned remote out of his pocket and set it on the table. He ran his fingers over the keys, wondering which to press next. The volume control was set to the intensity of the vibration. He tapped it twice. Lynn put both her hands on the table, palms down. She let out a long sigh.

"Do you know what the scene is", Rick asked.

"D...d...Deli," Lynn stuttered.

"Are you ready to make everyone want what you are having?" Rick inquired.

"I will kick your ass if you embarrass me," Lynn hissed.

"It doesn't have to be as dramatic as the movie," Rick replied, pressing the M key. The motor began to spin and the egg shaped vibrator began to move along the shaft.

Lynn was conflicted. She did not want to cause a scene in the middle of the mall, but what Rick was doing to her felt very, very good. He had restrained her in a way she never imagined. He might as well have tied her to the chair and stuffed a ball gag into her mouth. She felt the toy start to move. Lynn did not know how that was possible. She tried to dig her fingers into the table. It was getting thicker, stretching her labia apart. Lynn bit her lip to silence the moan that was trying to escape her mouth. The little wings began to vibrate with more intensity. Her eyes darted all around, she looked at Rick. Was he the only one watching her? She glanced around the food court, trying to tell if anyone was staring at her. One teenage boy seemed to be looking at her tits, but looked unaware of anything else. He was probably taking in her swollen nipples for masturbation fodder. The movement changed direction. Now it felt like it was penetrating her. Her skin began to tingle. She felt cool as she began to sweat all over. Her breaths were shallow and rapid. 

The toy changed direction again. The buzzing against her clit and ass were getting stronger. She could feel the girth of the toy increasing. Then it happened. In the edge of the mall food court Lynn had an orgasm. To anyone walking by she looked like she was meditating, or at least that is what she hoped she looked like. Inside it was quite the opposite. Waves of pleasure radiated out from her sex. She remained aware of her surroundings. She knew exactly what was happening and where she was. As her orgasm faded away she looked up at Rick. He was smiling at her.

"So, still going to kick my ass for this?" he asked with a smirk.

"You are safe, for now."

"You have five minutes to compose yourself, and then we are leaving," Rick said as he put the phone back into his pocket.

He hoped the deadline would help. Rick was not sure if his cock would return to its flaccid state that quickly. He figured the thought of walking through the mall with a hard on would drive the thoughts of Lynn having an orgasm from his mind. If not he hoped his untucked shirt would cover him.

As they exited the mall Rick handed Lynn the sunglasses. She put them on and took his arm. The misaligned pinholes made it almost impossible to see unless she closed one eye. Lynn was effectively blind and reliant on Rick to navigate the parking lot. Walking in public with something between her legs was both awkward and exhilarating. Although she could not see, she could hear people around her. Occasionally the toy would vibrate or move, no doubt from Rick hitting some button on a hidden remote. Lynn found being masturbated in the middle of a parking lot to be quite a turn on. Rick never left the toy on long enough to bring her to climax, but he did keep her quite aroused. She heard the door of his car unlock before she saw the car. Rick put his arms around her and removed the vibrator with a single move of his hand. Without a word he guided her into the passenger's seat. Rick buckled her seatbelt and handcuffed her left wrist to the seat belt buckle. Then he handcuffed her right wrist to something on the seat.

"If you need to get out just release the seat belt. The other cuff is on a snap link," Rick said as he sat down.

Lynn made a mental note to talk to him about being such a geek about safety. She appreciated his concern but it was hardly a turn on. She felt Rick's hand slide over the seat and on to her right shoulder. She felt him tug on the leash. The collar around her neck tightened and the clamps around her nipples tugged on Lynn's breasts. She felt emptiness between her legs. Lynn wondered what she would have to do to make that toy her own. She felt the engine start, but its vibrations paled in comparison to what the toy had given her.

The car began to move. Lynn quickly lost any hope of knowing where they were. Wherever Rick was going, there were a lot of turns along the way. She strained to hear something distinctive, trying to mimic some of the action or spy movies she had seen. All she heard was the generic sound of traffic, and even that began to fade away. The car slowed to a stop. Lynn felt her seat back recline. She followed it until she was almost horizontal.

"Now it is time for you to do some work," Rick said. 

"I'm not in much of a position to do anything," Lynn replied.

"Oh, I think you are in the perfect position for what I want," Rick said.

Lynn felt the car rock, and then Rick was on top of her. He straddled her with his knees pressed against her shoulders. She could smell the distinctive musk of his cock and then she felt it against her lips. The taste of his precum seeped into her mouth.

"You are going to suck my dick until I fill your mouth with cum," Rick whispered.

Blowjobs and swallowing were nothing new to Lynn. Even being tied up with a cock in her mouth was something she had done before. But not knowing if she was being watched by random people walking past the car was something Lynn had never done before. She was both excited and frightened. 

She opened her mouth and Rick's erection stretched her lips apart. Her jaw strained to accommodate his girth. The toy had been fun, but there was something special about having a real penis inside her. She pressed her tongue against the bottom of his rigid shaft. She tugged on the restraints holding her arms down. There was nothing she could do to stop Rick as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. For a moment the head of his dick pressed against the back of her throat. Just as she felt like she could not breathe he pulled it out. Lynn had just enough time to catch her breath before Rick began fucking her mouth again.

Despite the contorted position he had to assume to get his cock into Lynn's mouth Rick was enjoying himself. He liked the feeling of Lynn's lips stretched around his erection. If there had been a secluded place in the mall he would have made her blow him there. It had taken a great deal of willpower to put off his own satisfaction as he watched Lynn have an orgasm in the food court. Now it was his turn. Rick suspected Lynn was enjoying what they were doing, just not as much as he was. The fact that her nipples were practically poking through her clothes was evidence of her arousal. 

Rick used one hand to balance himself over Lynn and the other hand to guide his cock into her mouth. He thrust his engorged shaft between her lips over and over. The slurping noises she was making only turned him on more. As he felt his orgasm getting closer he stopped driving his cock down her throat. Instead he focused on keeping the head of his dick just inside her mouth. He wanted her to feel every bit of cum spray onto her tongue and against her cheeks before it slid down her throat. Rick penetrated her mouth again and again. Each time he inched closer to climax.

"That's it, suck my dick," Rick moaned.

Lynn gave a muffled and unintelligible response.

"I'm...I'm...oooohhhh fuck... going to come." Rick stammered.

Lynn pressed the tip of her tongue against Rick's cock. A bit of cum had bubbled out of his dick, leaving a salty taste in her mouth She flattened her tongue against him and moved it from side to side. That pushed him over the edge. His penis jerked as a jet of hot liquid burst forth. Lynn tasted it as his seed flowed across her tongue and down her throat. Rick shifted slightly and the next stream shot onto the inside of her cheek. There was so much cum that it leaked out of her mouth and began to run down her chin. Lynn pressed her lips tight against his shaft and swallowed rapidly, trying to keep her mouth from overflowing. Rick's movements slowed down and finally stopped. He climbed off of her and raised her seat to the full upright position. She felt him kiss her softly on the mouth, carefully avoiding the thin stream of cum that had leaked out.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 18



"That was amazing," Rick said as he started the car.

"Where are you taking me now?" Lynn asked.

"I thought we would stop somewhere and get a drink. What pairs well with the taste of cum?" Rick asked.

"Something sweet, not diet..." Lynn replied.

Lynn felt the car begin to move. The drove for a few minutes, then turned and slowed down.

"Is the drive through okay?" Rick asked.

"Yeah, sure," she replied.

Lynn heard the speaker from the drive through. It was a woman's voice. Lynn wondered how obvious the dried cum on her face was. At first she turned her head to hide it, and then decided she wanted to show it off, gambling that no one she knew was working at this drive thru. The car lurched forward and then stopped. She heard Rick talking to the person at the drive through window. She wondered if she was visible at all. The car pulled away.

"You want some of this?" Rick asked, holding the drink in front of Lynn.

"Yes please," she answered

Lynn felt the straw against her lips. She sucked on it. It seemed so small after having Rick's cock in her mouth. The sweet taste of cola replaced the salty flavor in her mouth. She wondered where Rick was taking her next. A quiet moan slipped past her lips as she speculated what would happen next. Would they go to the cabin where he had grudge-fucked Courtenay? Would he just pull over at some desolate spot on the road and get on top of her again?

After pulling over to the side of the road Rick reached over and lifted Lynn's skirt. It was an unplanned stop, but he was unable to resist the vixen in the passenger's seat. Rick tucked the bottom of the garment into her waistband, leaving her pussy exposed. Rick felt his dick starting to get hard again. He looked around to be certain no one was watching them, and then he put his hand between Lynn's legs. She was soaking wet. The warm wet flesh of Lynn's pussy slowly enveloped Rick's fingers. He was not consciously pushing them in; rather his digits seemed to be drawn in by an unseen force. Inside Rick's head his rational mind struggled against his lust for Lynn. At the moment Rick wanted toss aside his carefully thought out plan and just sink his cock into Lynn's wet slit. Lust told him to through caution to the wind, gamble that no one would see them fucking in his car. Finally his rational mind prevailed. There were only minutes from a place where he could have Lynn and not have to worry about a tap on the window. With great effort he put his hand back on the steering wheel and started to drive again.

Being essentially half naked as they drove down the road made Lynn squirm. It was exciting but at the same time she did not want to be seen by anyone she knew. As Rick slipped his fingers in and out of her she became less and less concerned about what anyone saw. Lynn thrust her hips up to meet Rick's hand, driving his digits deeper into her pussy. He was toying with her, taking her to the edge of climax and then backing off. The car slowed to a stop as Rick taunted her for the third time.

Rick parked the car in front of Nancy's house. He had considered using her neighbor's house as it was currently between renters. Rick chose to stay with Nancy's place because it was just as unoccupied and offered a bit more privacy. He leaned across Lynn and disconnected the handcuffs from the door. The other handcuff was freed when he unbuckled her seat belt. He pulled her skirt back down and smoothed the material out.

Now that her hands were free Lynn was tempted to finish herself off. Before she could make up her mind Rick had opened the car door and was pulling her out of the car. She stepped out to grass. She really was not sure where they were. Rick pushed her head forward so she was looking at the ground. All she could see was grass. It could be someone's yard, a park, a golf course or just the side of the road. She followed Rick's lead to whatever destination he had selected. The clanking of the handcuffs dangling from her wrists was the only thing Lynn could hear. She gasped as Rick jerked on the leash. Her nipples stiffened as the clamps tugged on them.

Rick deliberately avoided the sidewalk. He escorted Lynn around the side of the house to the open gate. He did not want her to know where she was. Rick could hear the radio he had left on. There were actually two, Rick and spent the better part of an hour adjusting the volume so that the voices of the two talk radio shows could be heard, but not understood. The sound created the illusion that they were not alone. The two of them walked up to the armchair Rick and placed in the back yard earlier in the day. They walked up to the back side of the chair. Rick turned Lynn so she faced away from it. Slowly he began to unbutton her shirt. Rick opened Lynn's shirt and unfastened the clasp of her bra. The material fell away leaving only the small clamps to adorn her tits.

Something pressed against her ass. Lynn sniffed the air. Mostly she smelled grass, but there was something else. It was leather. She wondered if they were in a stable. Visions of riding crops and bridles filled her head. As Rick opened her shirt she felt the warm sun on her breasts. How much longer was Rick going to continue his delightful torture? When would she feel is hard cock between her legs? She heard him walk behind her. Rick tugged on her arms, and she realized she was restrained again. The handcuffs bit into her wrists. Soft buttery leather pressed against her bare ass. She could hear voices in the distance, but they were too muted to understand what they were saying. Lynn wondered if she was being watched.

Rick grabbed the open ends of each handcuff and pulled Lynn against the back of the armchair. The top of the chair pressed into the small of her back. He pulled some rope from his bag and tied Lynn's arms and legs to the chair. Rick tied the knots in a way they could be quickly released. Rick was eye level with Lynn's skirt. He lifted the thin fabric and for the first time today got a good look at her sex. She was practically dripping wet with desire. Rick took a moment to stare at her vagina. He wondered if Lynn was as turned on when she saw his erection. The desire to bury his face between her legs was almost irresistible. Rick wanted to feel her soft flesh against his tongue, to feel the heat of her arousal on his lips, but he resisted. All that would happen soon enough. From the bag he produced a riding crop. Slowly Rick stood up and looked at Lynn. She still had all her clothes on, but she was naked enough for him to do what he wanted. Her shirt and bra hung open, revealing her B cup breasts. The metal clamps sparked in the sun, spread apart by her swollen nipples. Rick grabbed the leash and pulled. The collar around Lynn's neck tightened just a bit, and as a result the thin chains that connected the collar to the nipple clamps pulled Lynn's tits upwards. Her nipples stretched out and Lynn moaned approvingly.

"You need to be quiet," Rick said, pressing the tip of the riding crop to Lynn's mouth.

Lynn nodded obediently. She felt Rick stroke the side of her face with the riding crop. She had recognized the feel of the leather tip the moment it touched her skin. It was the only thing touching her. She focused all her attention on it as Rick stroked her cheek with it.

Rick undressed himself with one hand while he used the other to control the riding crop. He pressed it against Lynn's neck as he dropped his shorts to the ground. Rick chose to keep his shirt on, knowing he probably looked ridiculous. It did not matter, nobody was going to see him and his wardrobe was the last thing on his mind. He took a step closer to Lynn, pressing his erection into her belly.

"You want my cock?" Rick asked.

Lynn started to speak, but caught herself and nodded instead.

"I think you will have to come for me one more time before you can have it," Rick said, deliberately taunting her. He stepped back so that he was no longer touching her.

The riding crop began to work its way down her body. She felt it on the side of her neck; then across her throat and on to her shoulder. The image of Rick's hard cock had filled her mind when he touched her with it, but now that image was fading. 

Lynn was focused on the feel of leather on her skin. He was dragging it across her breasts with it, making a figure eight pattern. Each time the figure eight got smaller. Each time the leather tip inched closer to her nipples. Lynn noticed she was biting her lower lip to keep from moaning. It felt like her nipples were getting stiffer and bigger. She wondered if they would break the clamps Rick had put on them. Lynn pulled her restraints. She wanted to jump onto Rick. She wanted to wrap her arms and legs around him and impale herself on his throbbing erection. She wanted to feel her breasts flatten against his chest as he rammed his cock deep inside her. But all she could feel was the leather tip of the riding crop getting closer and closer to her nipples. She felt Rick lift the front of her skirt. A slight breeze chilled the sweat on her skin, giving Lynn goose bumps on her exposed flesh.

"It looks like somebody is ready to get fucked, but I want to do one thing first," Rick teased.

The riding crop was slapping the skin on the very edge of Lynn's areola as Rick dropped to his knees and put his head under her skirt. He was blindly tapping with the riding crop, but each time he struck Lynn's nipple she let out a whimper. Finally Rick could no longer resist and he ran the tip of his tongue along Lynn's wet slit. The resulting moan should have been punished but Rick could not stop himself. His tongue thrust into Lynn's sex and Lynn moaned again. When Rick brushed his upper lip across her clit she cried out. Rick blindly swung the riding crop and heard it impact her skin. The punishment only made Lynn wetter. Rick knew that she would have to scream at the top of her lungs for anyone to hear her, but he wanted to maintain the illusion that they were in a public place. He licked up and down her labia. She responded first with quiet mewing. Each time Rick repeated his performance her response grew a little louder. Rick pulled one of her legs onto his shoulder and began to swirl his tongue around her clit.

She was wet all over. The warmth of the sun on her bare skin was making her sweat. A fine sheen of perspiration covered her breasts. If her eyes had not been covered by the blacked out sunglasses she would have seen the moisture on her skin glinting the in the afternoon sun. The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the occasional breeze on her bare breasts reminded Lynn how exposed she was. Under her skirt Rick's unrelenting tongue made her even wetter. Lynn felt a sense of relief when he put one of her legs over his shoulder. She was beginning to think her legs were going to collapse. Things were spiraling out of control in a most wonderful way. She could sense her orgasm approaching in fits and starts. The moment Lynn felt Rick's tongue on her clit she cried out. Once again she felt the sting of the riding crop on her breast. How the hell could Rick see what he was doing with his head under her skirt? Lynn wondered if she would have a welt from the lashing she was receiving. She did not care. The contrast between the sting of the riding crop and the warm strokes of Rick's tongue was amazing. When Rick pushed his fingers inside her she yanked on her restraints and cried out again, daring Rick to punish her. Lynn received exactly what she desired, another sharp impact on her tit from the riding crop. That pushed over the edge. She thrust her hips forward, practically fucking Rick's face with her pussy.

Keeping control was almost impossible. Lynn was writhing in his grasp. Rick wrapped his arm around her thigh, pulling it tight against his shoulder and neck. She was grinding her sex against his face to the point where all he had to do was hold his head still and let her do the work. Without a word Rick slipped out from under Lynn. He quickly released the knots around her ankles and spun her around so she was facing the chair. Rick pulled the ropes tight, forcing Lynn to bend over. Once her hips were pressed against the back of the chair Rick tied both ropes around one of her ankles. The moment he stood up Rick lifted Lynn's skirt and plunged his cock into her. She was pinned between his hips and the chair. She felt wet and hot and absolutely fantastic. Rick grabbed the leash and gave it a firm yank. Lynn cried out as the nipple clamps tugged on her engorged amber skin.

"Quiet!" Rick commanded as he slapped her on the ass.

Rick grabbed Lynn's hair and pulled her head back as he rammed his cock into her. Each time his hips slapped against her ass Rick felt his orgasm build. It did not take long until he felt control slipping away. He made one final thrust and then exploded deep inside Lynn. Rick pressed himself against Lynn's ass until the last bit of cum had spurted out.

Lynn was not sure if her orgasm stopped between the time Rick stopped licking her and started fucking her. Wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her body. She was glad she had the chair holding her up. Before she knew it Rick was pumping her full of his cum. 

Without a word he pulled his cock out of her. Suddenly he was standing in front of her. She felt his hand on the back of her head, pushing it down towards his erection. It had faded a bit, but was still quite thick. When she did not open her mouth to receive him Rick grabbed her chin and pulled her jaw down. Then he thrust his cock past her lips. He stopped just short of gagging her. Lynn reveled in the chaos. No one had ever treated her like this and this was not the behavior she expected from Rick. When he grabbed her breast and pressed his fingers into her soft flesh she moaned quietly.

Rick held Lynn's head on his dick and she licked it clean. With his other hand he fondled her breast. Finally he pulled her head back and let his now flaccid penis fall from her mouth. Even though he felt drained Rick enjoyed the sight of Lynn's body. He released her from the restraints and removed the sunglasses.

"Know where you are?" Rick asked.

Lynn blinked as her eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight, "I think so, this is Nancy's house. Shit, what if she catches us?"

Rick smiled, "She is away on a business trip."

"And the neighbors?" Lynn asked.

Rick pointed to the house on the left, "That one is a rental, and nobody is renting it right now," he motioned to the other side of the yard, "And that guy never goes in his back yard."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I mow the yards for both houses, trust me, no one saw us. It's kind of a shame, you put on quite a show," Rick said.

"Where is that, uh, thing?" Lynn asked. "Which thing?" Rick replied.

Putting one hand on Rick's chest Lynn and whispered into his ear, "You know, the one you shoved into my cunt back at the mall."

Rick felt his cock jerk when he heard Lynn say cunt. The single syllable dripped with arousal.

"Oh that thing, I left it in the car." Rick replied.

"Where did you get it? I want one," Lynn purred.

"I built it, I'm afraid it is one of a kind," Rick said.

"Can I borrow it?" Lynn inquired.

"Sure," Rick replied trying to contain his excitement. He hoped to have dreams of the things Lynn would do with his invention.

"I might call you for help if I can't figure out how it works," Lynn said as she began to get dressed.

"Are you ready to leave?" Rick asked.

"Yes, I have a previously scheduled engagement. You do realize I have a life beyond fucking you, right?" she asked with just a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"I guess everyone needs a hobby," Rick answered as he began to get dressed.

Rick put everything away and locked up the house. He found Lynn sitting in the car. She was examining the sex toy.

"What makes it go?" she asked.

Rick handed her the remote, "This does. Push any button, the display will tell you the function."

The device sprang to life as Lynn began to press buttons. She read each function aloud, "Vibrate, thrust, increase speed, increase intensity. Hmm, I might have to cancel my plans."

Rick settled into the driver seat. Just seeing her hold it was causing his cock to swell. He briefly imagined her pussy stretched around it, then forced himself to focus on driving. He half listened to Lynn play with the toy the entire drive to her house. 

"You don't have a purse, how are you going to get it inside without someone noticing?" Rick asked as he brought the car to a stop.

Lynn lifted her skirt and slide the entire length of the device into her wet pussy. She smiled and Rick and said nonchalantly, "Like that."

Rick's mouth fell open as he watched her step out of the car and walk towards her house. Her first few steps were a little awkward. By the time she reached the front door her gait had returned to normal.

Rick shifted in his seat as he drove away, trying to find a comfortable way to drive with an erection. He was proud of his invention, and a little jealous it would spend the night with Lynn before he did.

The moon was visible through her windows as Lynn shut her door. The girls night out had been fun, but the thought of playing with Rick's invention had been nagging at her mind the entire time. She closed the curtains and turned off the light, plunging the room into almost complete darkness. As she removed her clothes she began to think about her fantasy. She was a princess, but not of the fairy tale variety. She was a warrior princess. Standing before her were the most talented and handsome soldiers of her army. All were stripped naked. They were there to do her bidding. The ones that pleased her would be invited back, perhaps even allowed to spend the night in her bed. The ones that did not would be turned over to her courtiers for remedial training. The ones that offended her would learn what it was like to be on the receiving end of their boorish behavior. Sometimes she would toy with them, acting out scenes from plays, showing her how they would kiss and caress her body. The winner would abandon his inhibitions to show his dedication to her. Lynn cupped her pert breasts as she imagined two muscular bodies, their sinewy arms intertwined, their lips pressed together, striving to delight her senses.

As her arousal grew Lynn walked backwards until her legs were pressed against her bed. She was thinking of the two finalists. They would be standing back to back as she circled them like a shark. Lynn imaged testing their flesh with her fingertips, measuring the girth of their erect cocks with her hands and staring into their eyes to gauge the intensity of each man's lust for her. In this particular fantasy she would choose only one and the runner up would be taken away for a night with her closest advisors.

Lynn reclined on her bed and picked up Rick's invention. It could only fulfill one part of her fantasy; she had to imagine all the kissing, caressing and stroking she would receive from her fantasy partner. She slowly pressed the toy against her sex, delighting in the way it filled her. When the two wings pressed against her she fastened the harness that would hold it in place. The thickest part remained outside her body, but not for long. 

The remote had proved to be very intuitive. She no longer needed to look at the display to see what each button did. The first press of a button caused one of the wings to start fluttering. It softly tapped on her clit. Lynn moaned as her arousal increased.

Unwilling to take the time to use the harness, she held the toy in place with one hand and operated the remote with the other. Lynn pressed the button that started the egg shaped vibrator moving. It was not the same has having a hard cock thrust into her, but it was close enough. She started to cry out as her climax suddenly overwhelmed her, she let go of the toy and clamped her hand over her mouth to silence her scream. The egg had reversed course and was pulling the wings of the vibrator against her clit as she writhed on her bed. As her orgasm concluded she felt it fall onto the bed. Exhausted she pressed the off button on the remote and drifted off to sleep.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 18



It was five in the morning when she woke up in a panic. She was lying naked on her bed with vibrator between her knees. Lynn could not imagine what she would have done if someone had walked into her room. When she picked up the toy Lynn wondered how she should reward Rick for his invention. In a flash she has an answer.

Picking up her phone Lynn quickly navigated the menus until she arrived at 'Send Voice Mail'. She entered Rick's number and pressed the button to start recording her message.

"I have your toy inside me Rick; it feels almost as good as your cock. My pussy is so wet right now. I'm sure you remember how wet I can get. I love the way it stretched me out. You know how I like big hard cocks. You know who else likes big hard cocks, don't you? Why don't you make one of these we can both use? Maybe we will let you watch us both fuck your toy."

Lynn paused, then sighed loudly into the phone and pressed another button on the remote. The toy began to vibrate. Talking about the toy was increasing her arousal and she continued her narrative, "It's going to make me come Rick. Is that why you made it, so slutty little Lynn could come all by herself. It feels so good. Of course it can't play with my tits, so I have to do that myself. Not that I am complaining, I like the way my tits feel, especially the way my nipples feel when I pinch them.' Lynn grasped her swollen bud and tugged on it. The thought of what this would do to Rick was exciting her more than she thought. The toy completed another cycle and she felt it begin to swell and stretch her labia apart. Her body began to tingle all over as her climax approached.

"Yes, yes yes. I'm coming Rick, I'm coming," Lynn cried out as she dropped the phone and the remote. She grabbed both her breasts, squeezing them as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She was lying still on the bed when she heard the phone beep, indicating she had used all the allowable recording time. Lynn wondered where Rick would be when he got around to listening to that message. She put the toy away and then slipped between her sheets, still completely naked.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 19



Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for help with the grammar and some technical advice.




It was early on a Thursday morning when Rick's phone buzzed. He fished it out of his pocket; the display indicated a new text message. He tapped the screen and the full message displayed

FromTraci: Wanna hang out?

The message was from Traci. She had been his friend since third grade, and was quite possibly the most awesome girl ever. She was just as much of a sci-fi and fantasy geek as he was, wasn't afraid to get dirty and was one of the smarter people he knew. She was also an athlete. At almost six feet tall she excelled at the unusual combination of ballet, volleyball and basketball. Her thin build kept her from being truly outstanding in the team sports, but she was a solid member of both teams. Rick always considered it a bit ironic that he was the cheerleader and she was the jock. They had not see as much of each other since the summer started. It seemed like he was either working or hooking up with someone.

He typed his response

To Traci: Sure

She replied

From Traci: Full Disclosure, I need help doing something for my parents.

To Traci: I'm in for whatever

From Traci: They want me to get the RV ready for a trip. Can you give me a ride to the storage yard?

To Traci: As you wish

Rick slipped the phone back into his pocket and headed to his car to pick her up.

The sound of gravel crunching under the tires grew louder as Rick rolled down his window. He brought the car to a stop outside the storage yard gate.

"What's the code?" he asked.

"I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you," 

Traci replied, unbuckling her seat belt and leaning across Rick to put her arm out the window. Rick smiled as Traci's small but firm breasts pressed against him. When the gate started to move she returned to her seat.

"It's parked about halfway down the middle row," she said as Rick pulled through the gate. 

He recognized the large travel trailer and stopped in front of it. Traci hopped out and retrieved the gas can from the trunk. Her first task was to make sure the generator worked.

Traci filled the generator with fresh gas and it roared to life. Once inside she switched on the fans and lights, making certain each bulb illuminated. She set Rick to checking all the cabinets, nooks and crannies for spiders and mice. She wasn't afraid of them, but it seemed like a more appropriate chore than counting sheets and towels. It also allowed her to admire Rick's body. Traci had some additional chores for Rick, ones she thought he was uniquely qualified for.

"I think we are done," Rick yelled as he stepped back into the trailer after checking the exterior storage lockers for critters. 

There was no response from Traci. Rick walked through the trailer, finally stopping at the closed door to the bedroom.

"Are you decent?" Rick asked as he tapped on the door.

"You of all people should know the answer to that," Traci replied through the closed door," you can come in. 

Rick twisted the latch and pushed the door open. Traci was leaning over the bed, counting sheets on a shelf.

"I think we are done," she stated.

"This is a lot nicer than that old Airstream your family had before," Rick observed.

"Too bad this one is so large it can't be parked in the driveway," Traci lamented.

"Yea, it was really convenient having it right there," Rick agreed.

"We had a lot of good times in that old trailer. It was an awesome clubhouse," Traci said.

"We did have a lot of fun," Rick replied.

"I was sorry to see it go, there were a lot of memories in that old thing," Tracy said.

"Remember when we found out that is where your parents hid your Christmas presents?" Rick asked.

"Yea, I also remember you insisting that the Easter bunny was real," Traci replied.

"Well, at least I did not insist we sleep with a light on when we camped out in it," Rick shot back.

"I remember some other things," Traci teased.

"Really, like what?" Rick asked.

Traci blushed and said, "Remember when you showed me your penis?"

"Yea, but that's not what you called it. You said it was my thingy. And I only did it so you would show me your boobies," Rick replied.

"You remember that?" Traci asked.

"Oh yea, a guy never forgets the first time he sees real live breasts," Rick answered.

"You're just saying that," Traci said.

"No, I remember your nipples are innies," Rick said, referring to Traci's inverted nipples.

Instead of the usual bump, in the middle of her areola there was a small slit. He had been fascinated by that characteristic of her body. She was the only person he knew with nipples like that.

"Well, they don't look much different than they did three years ago. My only hope is that I am a late bloomer," Traci lamented.

"What are you talking about, you have great tits," Rick replied, "I meant breasts." He hoped he had not come off as demeaning.

"It's okay, you can call them tits. I do. Just don't call them knockers because that sounds dumb. Anyway, I'm sure you have seen better," Traci said.

"I would not say better. And what makes you think I have seen anyone else's knockers," Rick teased.

Traci glared at him meaningfully, "I suspect you're having a different kind of fun now."

"What do you mean?" Rick asked, not completely sure he understood what his friend was talking about.

"Didn't you hook up with Courtenay?" 

For reasons he didn't understand Rick blushed. He was certainly not ashamed of fucking Courtenay or any of the other women that had sex with him. Although he had shared more intimate and embarrassing secrets with Traci over the years, the only thing he didn't talk to Traci about was his sex life.

"Who told you that?" Rick asked.

"Nobody, but you two went from being textbook frenimies to pretty chummy over night, so I'm guessing Tab A went into Slot B somehow," she explained.

"I concede to your powers of deduction," Rick replied.

"So I guess you don't need our agreement," Traci said.

Rick smiled. The two of them had made a pact two years earlier. If they were still virgins when they graduated from high school they would be each other's first. The first six months after the agreement he had fantasized about nothing else but sex with Traci and her unique perky breasts. He had assumed that she was the one that didn't need the agreement; surely she had gone all the way with one of her boyfriends.

"I guess not, but you don't either, do you?" Rick replied.

"Actually, I do," Traci answered.

"Really?" Rick asked. "But you've had quite a few boyfriends."

"I guess I'm Goldilocks, not one of them was just right. I wanted my first time to be special, not five minutes of clueless humping in the back seat of a car, but at the same time I didn't want to be just another one night stand to some college guy," she explained.

"I kind of felt the same way," Rick said.

"So how did you find someone?" Traci replied.

"I didn't, it was pretty much a case of hormones taking over," Rick said. It was not far from the truth, his initial attraction to Nancy had been purely physical.

"And girls have a lot of issues guys don't, like getting a reputation as a slut, or getting pregnant. And I heard it hurts the first time. I mean I can get my whole fist in my mouth, but I can barely fit two fingers in my pussy. If I have to deal with all that, then the guy is going to have to be worth it." Traci said, and then wondered if she had said too much. 

It was surprisingly easy to talk about sex with Rick.

"When you put it like that I can see your point. I just figured one of the guys you went steady with would have been the one," Rick said.

"I let Steve Jackson get to second base, but he freaked out when he saw my nipples. I had to beg him not to tell anyone else. I was so embarrassed." Traci explained.

"That was a blessing in disguise, Steve's an idiot. He couldn't find his ass with both hands, and treating you like that proved how dumb he is. Your breasts are fantastic," Rick answered.

Traci stared at the bulge in Rick's shorts, "Can I see your thingy again, I always wondered what it looked like when it was hard."

"Only if I get to see your boobies again," Rick replied.

Traci decided to call his bluff, "Okay. I will even go first."

Rick stood motionless as Traci slowly pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her naked breasts. Her breasts were on the small side of average, she was probably a 34 A, and they were perky enough that a bra was not necessary. The dark areolas were just over the size of a quarter, but this time her nipples were just barely visible. Rick stared at her for a full minute before Traci's voice snapped him out of his trance.

"I've showed you mine, now it's your turn. I think you should take off your shirt as well, I don't want it blocking my view," Traci said.

Traci put her arms behind her and leaned back. She felt surprisingly comfortable being half naked in front of Rick. She thought letting him see her nipples were would be embarrassing, but it wasn't. She pushed her chest out a bit, happy to display her tits to him. She watched as more and more of his hairy chest became visible. Finally he unfastened the last button of his shirt.

"Take it off, take it all off," she cheered as he rolled his shoulders back and let the shirt fall to the floor. 

The last time she had seen him shirtless was at the lake the previous summer, and that had been from a distance.  His chest looked even better close up. She shifted her eyes to the waist band of his shorts. He was moving slowly, but she didn't mind. He unbuttoned his shorts and pulled the zipper down, then paused.

"You really want me to do this?" Rick asked.

"Oh yea," Traci replied.

"It looks a little different," he advised.

"I sure hope so," Traci said.

Rick tucked his thumbs inside the waistband and pulled his shorts and underwear down at once. His erection bobbed a few times when it was released and again when he kicked his shorts to the side. Traci stood up and moved to the edge of the bed, examining Rick's cock.

"Well, you didn't run away screaming, I guess that is a good sign," Rick joked.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere," she replied.

Traci thought about other times she had seen a penis. Mostly it had been in movies or porn. One time she saw a classmate passed out. His drinking buddies had stripped him naked and written on him with markers. That guy's penis had been much smaller than the one in front of her, but it had also been soft.

"Can I touch it?" Traci asked.

"If you want to," Rick replied. He thought it might be awkward being naked in front of Traci, but he was strangely at ease with it. He felt aroused, but the lust he usually felt was missing.

Traci carefully wrapped her fingers around Rick's throbbing erection and heard him gasp softly, "Is that okay?" 

"Yea, yea. You're not going to break it." he answered.

Traci put the other hand over the head of Rick's cock. The skin was smooth and soft, but underneath it felt like an iron bar. She clumsily slid her hand along the length of Rick's erection.  Traci could feel her panties getting wetter and wetter. She stroked his cock a few more times, "Is that how you do it?" 

"Do what?" Rick asked.

"Jack off," she answered.

"Pretty much," Rick replied, a bit surprised by her boldness.

"Show me," Traci instructed," show me how you jack off." She stopped touching him and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Really?" Rick asked.

"Yes, how often am I going to have a naked man in front of me that will cater to my whims?" she inquired.

"As cute and sexy as you are, I'd say pretty often," Rick replied.

"I'm waiting," Traci teased.

"I do this, you have to get naked and touch yourself," Rick replied, surprised that he didn't use more graphic language in asking her to masturbate.

"Okay, but you go first," she insisted.

Rick wrapped his right and around his cock and began to pump it up and down. Even with no lubrication it felt good, mostly due to the sight of Traci's perky breasts.

"You only use one hand?" she asked.

"Yea, that's just the way I do it," he replied.

"How long will it take for you to come?" 

"I don't think I will. With nothing to make it slippery it isn't that arousing," he answered, shrugging.

Traci watched him for a few moments and then told him to stop. She sat up and wrapped her hands around it again.

"If I put my mouth on it will you come?" she asked.

Rick smiled, "Not right away."

Traci looked up at him, "Jenny Smith said she put her mouth on Jack Thompson's dick and he came right away, and she said it was so hot it burned her tongue."

"That's not going to happen unless you want it to," Rick assured her.

"I don't think I want it to, but I do want to see you come," she said. Then she lowered her head and kissed the tip of Rick's cock. Traci pulled back, and then took then entire head into her mouth. It felt big and hot. She held him in her mouth for a minute before raising her head again.

"So that's a blow job?" she asked, knowing there was more to it, but not sure how much more.

"Kind of, there's usually a lot more movement," Rick replied.

"Oh, do I move or do you move?" she questioned.

"Usually you do, but some girls like the guy to move," Rick explained.

"Show me, show me what it is like for you to move," She instructed.

Rick couldn't believe he was showing Traci how to get her mouth fucked. He put one hand on her head, grabbing a fistful of hair. With the other hand he guided his cock to her lips, and then slowly thrust his hips forward. When she tried to move away he restrained her, and then drew his hips back. Then he did it again, this time she didn't try to pull away. The third time he did it he pushed a bit more of his cock into her mouth. Rick could already feel his orgasm building. Seeing her lips stretched around his cock made his balls begin to tighten. The fourth time his turgid shaft entered her warm wet mouth he stopped, then pulled back.

Traci looked up at him, "What did you stop?"

"Because you said you didn't want me to come in your mouth," he answered through gritted teeth. Just the sight of her lips kept him on the verge of climax.

"Really," she said excitedly," that was going to make you come?"

"Yes," Rick answered, his voice showing the strain of holding back his impending orgasm, "and you talking about it are not helping."

Traci smiled mischievously, "I want to make you come, and I want to see it."

"Okay, but you should tell me where you want it now, because it can happen pretty fast," Rick said.

Traci looked around. She didn't want to explain a mysterious stain on the bedspread or the carpet, and she certainly didn't want it on her face. 

She made up her mind, "My hands, you can come on my hands. Just tell me when you're going to, uh, come. Now, do we just keep downing the blow job, or would something different be better?"

Rick paused. He felt a little like an instructional aide, but he wasn't about to complain. He considered suggesting a hand job, but one look at Traci's soft lips and his mind was made up.

"The blow job seemed to be working. Do you want to try moving, or should I keep..." Rick paused, not sure how to describe what he had been doing to Traci.

"Fucking my mouth, yea, let's do that. I kind of liked it," she replied. Honestly she had no idea how to give a blowjob. If letting him slide his cock in and out of her mouth would get him off, she was willing to play along. 

Rick grabbed her hair again and once again guided his cock between her lips. He had just about lost it when she had said the word 'fucking'. With each thrust he took another giant leap towards his climax. He felt Traci's hands around his wet shaft and moaned. Quickly he pulled his throbbing erection out of her mouth. As his erection slide between her hands he felt his orgasm peak.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to come, get ready, I'..." Rick cried out has a thick stream of pearly liquid shot out of his cock and into Traci's hands.

A sense of panic filled Traci has Rick's cum overflowed her hands. She didn't expect so much. She smeared it onto his legs and the tried to put her hands back on his cock, but she couldn't keep up with the flow. Finally, in desperation, she wrapped her lips around the tip of his dick to keep Rick's cum from dripping on to the floor. She winced in anticipation of having cum in her mouth. A final spurt splashed against the back of her mouth and slipped down her throat, and then a few more drops bubbled out. She could feel Rick's erection jerking between her lips and his orgasm faded away. It was warm and salty, but not as bad Jenny Smith had said. The look of ecstasy on Rick's face was worth the small sacrifice.

"Holy fucking shit that was amazing," Rick gasped. He looked down and shook his head in disbelief at the sight of Traci's lips wrapped around his cock and a thin stream of cum leaking from the corner of her mouth. She put her hands on his still rigid shaft and pulled it out of her mouth.

"Wow, so that is what it is like when a guy comes. Does it always happen that fast?" She asked.

"No, well, usually no. Not for me at least. It's just that, well, I guess I have been thinking about doing that for a really long time," Rick confessed. 

"You mean you used to think of having sex with me?" Traci asked with a grin on her face.

"Yea," Rick said, "especially coming in your mouth. I mean I stopped when I realized we would just be friends, but just now it all just rushed back into my head."

"Well, you were not the only one. I used to think of you like that too," she confided.

Traci looked at Rick's fading erection, "It's not hard anymore. What happened?"

"That's just what happens when a guy comes," Rick answered.

"How long before it gets hard again?" she asked.

"Usually about 15 minutes," Rick replied.

"You can't control that?" she wondered aloud.

"Not really. I don't know why. I guess there is some hormone or something that gets released, or the muscles that make it hard have to rest," Rick explained.

"Oh, well, I guess I have to show you mine then," Traci replied.

"You don't have to; I mean you have done a lot. I mean you let me come in your mouth," Rick said.

"Oh this isn't for you," Traci said peeling off her shorts and underwear to reveal a neatly trimmed mound of pubic hair and a very wet pussy. "Although my orgasm won't be as impressive as yours, if I even have one."

"You mean you don't always come when you do it?" Rick asked a puzzled look on his face. He couldn't imagine stopping before he came.

"Well, I think I have, but like I said, it's not as impressive, or obvious. Nothing spews out of me. I usually just feel really relaxed," she explained.

Rick thought back to the other women he had fucked. It was pretty obvious when most of them came.

Traci paused and looked around," I probably should put something on the bed just in case it gets messy."

"Use this," Rick said, tossing her his shirt.

She spread his shirt out on the bed and lay down on it.

Rick dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed and leaned on to the mattress.  Tracy lay back on the bed, resting her feet on his shoulders.

"This is how I usually do it, unless I am in the shower. Then I just use the massage setting," Traci said. She raised her head and glanced at Rick. 

He was hanging on her every word. She started with her hands on her breasts, gently caressing them. Rick was right, she did have nice tits. She put one finger in her mouth, and then rubbed the wet digit on her areola, trying to coax her nipple into making an appearance. It took about a minute of caressing and stroking before it popped out. She did the same with the other breast. It usually took a little longer, maybe having Rick watch was helping. She wondered what his tongue would feel like on her tits. Traci tugged on both her nipples and let out a sigh, and then she put her left hand between her legs. Her pussy was already quite wet. It was time to put on a show for Rick.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 19



Traci pulled her legs back and tucked them behind her arms. Normally she just spread her legs apart, but she felt like showing off for Rick. He had attended enough of her ballet performances that he deserved to get some benefit from the flexibility it gave her. Traci slid a single finger up and down her labia, starting with small movements. With each stoke her fingertip got closer and closer to her clit. Traci lowered her feet onto the mattress and lifted her hips in the air. Then she pushed her finger inside her pussy. It felt tight.



"Can I try?" Rick asked.

Traci hesitated. If she said yes it would likely take her down a path that would end her virginity. Once she had accepted Rick's finger between her legs she would not be able to say no to his cock. She wondered if she should save herself for some other man, some other relationship. She looked at Rick; he had been her friend longer than anyone else. She longed for his touch, but maybe she wasn't thinking with her brain. Traci drew her legs back, "Yes, I'd like that."

His touch was electric. Even just the sensation of his hand sliding along the inside of her thigh sent a shiver up her spine. Traci gasped involuntarily when the tip of his finger pressed against her labia. HIs digit was much thicker than her slender finger; it was probably almost the size of two. She had never felt anything like this before. She could feel him pushing deeper and deeper into her sex and then he touched something that made her moan. Her skin began to tingle all over and Traci realized she was about to have an orgasm.

The one thing that Rick kept reminding himself was to be gentle. He didn't want to rush this experience. He wanted to savor every moment of his time with Traci. The moment his finger slipped between her soft, warm labia he felt his cock begin to swell in earnest. She felt incredibly tight. Ever so slowly he penetrated her, exploring her body, probing for the one spot that would trigger an orgasm she would not doubt. When he found it he laid his other hand on her, just below her mound. With one finger on either side of her clitoris he began to apply a steady pressure. Rick moved his head enough to see Traci's breasts. Despite their lack of size he longed to feel them in hands and in his mouth. He could see her pale skin begin to flush as her arousal intensified.

The feeling of a second finger penetrating her body caught Traci by surprise. She winced, but the expected discomfort never materialized. Instead a feeling of fullness radiating outward from her pussy. She tried to slow her rapid and shallow breathing, but couldn't. Something was happening, something she had never experienced before. The muscles in her belly were tightening in a wonderful way. She balled her hands into fists as she writhed on the bed.

"Come for me," Rick whispered, "I want you to come for me Tracy. I want to feel your wet, hot pussy come."

Rick lowered his head and brushed to tongue across Traci fully exposed clitoris. He suspected she was at the tipping point and he wanted to push her over into euphoria. As he continued to press his tongue against her nub Rick felt her tighten around is fingers. A soft mewing sound escaped her lips as her body was enveloped by her orgasm.

The minute she felt something wet and warm between her legs things began to spin out of control. The pleasure center of her brain lit up and her entire body began to tingle. Traci felt warm all over and she began to thrust her hips against Rick. She knew he was talking, but her brain couldn't process the words. Traci felt an immense sense of relief, like she had just been told good news, she felt overwhelmingly happy. Slowly she drifted back to earth.

"So," Rick said, "That's what it's like when a Traci comes. Just as she had, Rick wiped his wet hand on her thigh, smearing the product of her climax onto her skin. He turned and lay next to her, then placed one hand on her breast. "There's more I can show you, if you want."

Traci covered his hand with her own, "Can we just stay like this for a few minutes?"

"Of course," Rick replied, turning his head to look at her face. He noticed a tear streaming away from her eye. "Are you crying?"

"Yes...no...I don't know. That was amazing and a little scary, and, well, mostly amazing," she half sobbed.

"Yea, I get that a lot," Rick said with a grin. He regretted it at once; he didn't want Traci thinking about him with other women. Rick felt a sense of relief when he heard her giggle in response.

After lying quietly for a minutes Traci spoke, "What else can you show me?"

"Anything, anything at all," Rick answered.

"Have you ever sixty nined?" she asked cautiously. For some reason giving and receive oral sex seemed scandalous.

"I know what it is; do you want to try it?" Rick replied, still trying to avoid the topic of his past.

"I do, and then..." Traci paused.

"And then what?" Rick asked.

She drew a deep breath and blurted out," And then I want you inside me."

Rick was stunned. Fooling around was one thing, but she was offering him something that no one else would ever experience. Then it hit him, he didn't have any condoms. There was no way he could risk unprotected sex with Traci.

"I don't have anything for protection," he muttered dejectedly.

"What do you mean?" she asked, not understanding what he was talking about.

"I don't have any condoms, nothing for birth control," he replied.

"That's okay," she said, "I've been on the pill for a year. You know, better safe than sorry."

Rick felt a huge since of relief. Traci had always been one to be well prepared. He took a deep breath and asked her again, "Are you sure, you only get one first time."

"I know," she replied, "and I want it to be with you. There's no one I trust more than you, there's no friendship I value more than yours. I know this isn't a fairy tale, that we probably won't ride off into the sunset together. But I don't think my first time could be any better than this, or anyone I would rather it be with."

"Okay," Rick said, "I just wanted to be sure."

Traci sprang up onto her hands and knees, " I' sure all right, now wine me, dine me, sixty nine me."

Lifting her leg she straddled Rick's chest, then put her hand beside his hips. His cock was again fully erect. This time she gripped it confidently and guided it to her mouth. When it touched her tongue she tasted the salty remnants of Rick's orgasm.

"Slow down," Rick advised, "you don't have to get right to it. It's better to build up slowly."

"Okay, like this?' Traci asked, relaxing her grip and sliding her hand along the length of his rigid shaft.

"Yea," Rick moaned, "like that. And rub your tits on my cock."

Traci leaned down and pressed Rick's dick against her breast. It felt hot and hard. She heard Rick moan as the head of his cock pressed into her tit. Rick had his hands on her ass and was encouraging her to rock back and forth. As she moved her breast slid along the shaft of his erection. Finally he pulled her back until her mouth was even with the tip of his cock.

It was amazing, Rick thought as he pressed his fingers into Traci's round ass. Years of basket ball, volley ball and ballet had toned her gluteus muscles into perfectly round, perfectly firm, perfectly curved states of being.  Her equally amazing breasts rubbed against his cock and he pushed and pulled her ass. Her pussy hovered just inches away. Traci's swollen labia appeared to pout at him. Rick had experienced just a taste of her when he was fingering her. He couldn't wait to spear his tongue into her virgin flesh. He would be the first, and he intended to set the bar very high for anyone lucky enough to follow him. Eventually the temptation was too much and Rick pulled on Traci's hips. Her breast slipped off his erection and he felt her warm breath on the head of his cock.

It was only fair he get a head start, Traci though as she felt Rick's tongue lapping at her pussy. He had explained to her there was no limit to the number of times she could climax, but two or three would leave him exhausted. She stroked his cock; he was certainly ready for at least one more. Traci opened her mouth wide and engulfed the tip of Rick's erection. She tried to imagine what it would feel like between her legs. It filled her mouth; she wondered how it could possibly fit in her pussy. Obviously it could, it was unlikely that she was cursed with a miniature vagina. Accommodating Rick's finger had not been much of a challenge, but a cock would most definitely be bigger. She jumped when his tongue brushed against her clit. She felt what she thought was the beginning of another orgasm, maybe Rick was right, and the limit did not exist.

Using his thumbs Rick pulled Traci's outer labia apart, revealing the soft, wet folds of her inner lips. He wondered what part of her tender flesh was going to be the barrier his cock would have to breach. He probed her with his tongue but all he felt was soft and warm skin. He could feel her mouth around his cock; her inexperience demonstrated when her teeth scraped against the sensitive head of his cock. The silver lining was that it was unlikely that she would bring him to climax again with her mouth. Rick didn't want to come again until his cock was buried inside Traci.

Traci knew she could easily have another orgasm if she allowed Rick to continue kissing and licking her pussy, but she wanted more. Slowly she turned around and lay next to him. 

"I want you now," she moaned.

As Rick moved between her thighs she spread her legs wide apart, giving him and unobstructed view of her sex. She was nervous, excited and horny. Very, very horny.

"I want you inside me," she whispered.

Rick positioned himself between Traci's legs, pressing his cock against her wet slit. He had done everything he could to help her body prepare for what was about to happen.  Her lips were splayed open by the tip of his erection, he felt like he was already stretching her young pussy to its limits.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

Tracy nodded and bit her lower lip, then whispered, "Yes, take me..." Traci spread her legs wide apart.

Rick pressed his hips forward and felt resistance. He stopped, but Traci put her hands on his ass and pulled him in. She felt impossibly tight. He looked down at her; she was grimacing, but continued to draw him in.

"Yes, yes, I want you inside me, I want you to fill me up," she whimpered. Rick pushed forward and suddenly the resistance was gone. Her sex gripped his cock tightly, but he slid back and forth with ease.

"More, more, I want more," Traci moaned, her voice growing louder and louder. 

Rick slipped his arms under her back and wrapped his fingers over her shoulders. As he pushed forward with his hips he pulled down with his hands, driving his cock completely inside Traci. He could feel the firm orbs on her chest sliding against his sweat soaked skin. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist.

Slowly the outside world faded away, Traci was only aware of Rick's touches, both inside and outside her body. His weight was not crushing her, but rather it was comforting. The first few thrusts had been a little painful, but now they brought nothing but enjoyment. Waves and waves of pleasure washed over her, each one building on the previous. This orgasm was even more powerful than the first one and she cried out as it reached its peak. Seconds later she knew Rick had climaxed with a loud moan.

Despite his best efforts Rick couldn't hold back his climax, and when it finally overwhelmed his efforts to restrain it he felt completely exhausted. It was by far the most intense orgasm he had experienced. His entire cock became extremely sensitive, so much that he had to stop moving. For a few moments he lay on top of Traci, feeling the gentle contractions of her muscles as her orgasm ran its course and she held him tightly in her arms.

Rick looked at her face; once again tears were running down her skin. She looked at him with a doe eyed expression.

"I..." she gasped.

Rick's mind leap into gear. He wondered what would happen next. What would she expect of him? What would Nancy say if Traci insisted his affair come to an end?

"...love..." Traci said.

Rick wondered if he could tell her about all the other women. About watching Nancy and her lesbian lover, about threesome tying up Lynn and fucking Nancy in the ass. What would Traci think of him when she found out what he had done? He knew he couldn't lie to her, especially now. He felt panic rising.

"....sex," Traci blurted out, "OMG, that was fantastic. I want more, not now, but I want to do it again. I want you to show me everything you have done. I want it doggie style, I want to be on top. I want to fuck, fuck, fuck."

A wave of relief washed over Rick. How could he be this lucky? He would not forget his epiphany, he would have to explain everything to Traci, and things might have to change. But not today. Today was a good day.

Finally he rolled over and lay beside her. After her outburst Traci was oddly silent. The sound of their breathing was interrupted by a wet sound. Rick raised his head and looked over at Traci. She had one hand between her legs. Three of her fingers slide in and out of her pussy.

"It feels different," she observed, "so wet and so, well different. Will it stay like this?"

Rick was both stunned and aroused at the sight of Traci playing with her cum filled pussy.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Am I stretched out? What are the other women you fucked like, do they get tight again?" she inquired.

Once again Rick was stunned and aroused. He couldn't believe how casual Traci was about sex, and how turned on he was by her saying ' fucked'. 

"Uh, no, no, you're not stretched out, everything goes back," he replied.

"Well, not everything," she said with a grin.

Traci sat up, "That was great but I need a shower, I hope you are not offended." She didn't so much feel dirty as she felt messy. Traci reveled in the thought that some of Rick was inside her, but she was less than delighted about feeling so sticky. "I wish the shower was big enough for both of us, but it's not."

Rick smiled, "As long as you don't mind if I take one when you are done."

It did not take Rick long to notice that Traci had left the door to the bathroom ajar. She was right, it was small. The entire room was the size of a shower stall. In fact, there was no shower curtain. He watched the water splash off her skin. When the water cascaded over her breasts Traci's nipples retreated from view. Moments later she emerged dripping wet with a towel wrapped around her head, "It's all yours. I have to warn you the water is barely warm. The water heater runs on propane and that tank is empty.

She was right; the water was lukewarm at best. Rick showered quickly. Just as Traci had he left the door ajar, but did not look to see if she was watching him.

Rick stepped out of the tiny bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. The shower was so small he didn't have room to dry off. He heard Traci giggle from the bedroom and turned to see what she was laughing about. She was sitting on the bed, still naked, with one hand between her legs.

"What were you laughing at?" Rick asked.

"I was just thinking we are both wet, you on the outside and me on the inside," she replied, ending her statement with another giggle.

"It appears I've unleashed something wonderful," Rick said.

"So, what else have you done?" Traci asked; her eyes bright with curiosity.

"I don't know, a few things," Rick answered modestly.

"I'm sure you had a girl on top."

"Yea, that's pretty great. What is this, the Spanish Inquisition?" Rick said with a smirk. He didn't like to brag, but he didn't mind answering Traci's questions.

"No one expects the Spanish Inquisition," Tracy shot back in her best Monty Python impression.

"How about doggie style, do you like that?"

"Yea, I do," Rick answer. He could feel his cock beginning to swell again. It also ached a bit. He never would have guessed that Traci would try to wear him out.

"How about really wild stuff? Have you ever been in a threesome?" she inquired.

Rick blushed, "Yes."

"Oh my... with another guy or another girl?" Traci said.

"Yes," Rick replied. He noticed that the hand between Traci's legs was moving.

Traci was surprised she had the nerve to ask Rick such intimate question, and she was comforted that he was discreet enough not to drop any names. She pressed on, "Did the girls touch each other or just you?"

"Both," Rick replied.

"Like just kissing or what?" she asked.

"Kissing, touching, oral. It was pretty amazing." Rick said. He could feel his erection straining against the towel.

"So you like watching lesbians?" Traci asked.

"It's pretty hot," 

"Hotter than this?" Traci asked, putting her free hand on her naked breast and spreading her legs. She had two fingers buried between her labia.

"I'm not sure, I'm having trouble remembering now," Rick said.

"Was one of the girls Courtenay?" Traci asked.

"No, I don't think you know either of them, they are a few years older than you are," Rick said.

"Too bad, Courtenay has great tits," Traci replied.

"Yes she does," Rick said, feeling like he wasn't admitting anything that Traci didn't already know. He wondered if Traci was bi-curious.

"What about the other threesome, did you make out with the other guy?" she asked. Traci wondered if she had gone too far. The idea of Rick kissing another hot naked man was very appealing to her, but Rick might have other ideas.

"Not so much," Rick answered, feeling a little self conscious about revealing any more.

"Wait, what?" Traci said, dropping her hand from her breast," Have you kissed another man, yes or no?"

Rick sighed, "Yes, but that's pretty much where it stopped."

"Did you like it?" Traci asked.

"Not really, but it led to some pretty amazing sex," Rick answered. He looked at Traci's pussy, it was completely drenched.

Traci started a rapid fire series of questions," Have you tied anyone up?"

"Yes."

"Been tied up?" she asked.

Rick nodded.

"How about role playing?"

"Yes, one of the threesomes. The girl had a fantasy about being abducted and then getting fucked. She liked it rough," Rick answered.

"Anyone I know?" Traci asked, testing Rick's discretion.

"No, it was in another state. Until that night I had never met her, but the other guy knew her."

"Ever use any toys?" Traci asked, resuming her line of question.

Rick nodded again.

"For you or the girl?" Traci inquired. 

"For the girl, there are not really any good toys for guys. In fact I invented one," Rick explained.

"Ever fucked someone in the ass?" Traci asked.

"Yes."

"Ever been fucked in the ass?" Traci asked. She wanted to know what Rick's limits were, if any.

"No, I told you I'm not into guys." He replied curtly.

"There's always role reversal," Traci suggested, satisfied that she was learning his boundaries.

"I don't see that happening. How long are you going to ask me questions?" Rick inquired.

"Until you're ready to fuck me again," Traci replied. She was impressed by the way the word 'fuck' had rolled off her tongue. She had not stuttered or blushed, she had just said it.

"I'm ready now, are you ready to take it up a notch?" Rick said, letting his towel drop to the floor. His throbbing erection bobbed a few times after being freed from the towel.

"I'm ready for anything," Traci replied defiantly.

"Good, put your hair up," Rick said, glancing toward an elastic hair band on the dresser. 

He watched her pull her hair into a bunch and wrapped the tie around it. When she was done he stepped behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. Rick moved up a bit, pushing his rigid shaft between her taut ass cheeks. The head of his cock pressed into the small of her back, and a few drops of press cum seeped on to her skin.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 19



"Lean forward and put your hands on the wall," he instructed.

The feeling of Rick's erection against her ass sent a tingle up Traci's spine. She knew he wasn't going to fuck her in the ass, not now. Traci knew there was a lot more preparation, and Rick was not one to cut corners. She was so distracted by the thought of Rick's hard cock in her tight ass that it took her a few moments to realize Rick had her leaning against the wall in front of a full length mirror. She saw one of Rick's hands glide over her hip and slide down between her legs. The next thing she felt was the head of his cock pressed against her wet labia.

The fact that she didn't object to having his cock against her ass or to being in front of the mirror encouraged Rick to continue with his plan. He reached around her body and stroked her pussy a few times. Then he guided his cock between her legs and pressed against her wet slit. Once his erection was lined up Rick let go of his dick and grabbed Traci's pony tail. He pulled back. Rick paused for a moment to look at Traci. He gazed into the mirror, taking in the sight of her perky breasts with her shy nipples peaking out. Then he looked at her face. 

He was staring at her; she could see that in the mirror. He was looking at the reflection of her face. Traci smiled and pushed back, feeling his thick cock separate her nether lips. Then, without any warning, Rick thrust his erection into her. She gasped as his girth spread her labia part and moaned as he penetrated her deeply. She wanted to be fucked and she got her wish. Rick was driving into her with long, hard thrusts. She could hear Rick's hips slap against her ass. His hand was still between her legs, stroking her clit as he rammed his cock into her over and over. Traci stood on her toes and raised her ass, letting Rick's cock sink even deeper into her wet pussy. Traci looked in the mirror and watched herself getting fucked. Her nipples were getting excited again. When her nipples were erect and exposed they were extremely sensitive. Sometime even just the feeling of air moving against them was stimulating. When Rick put his hand on her breast she suspected he had noticed the small amber bumps on her tits as well. The combination of him pinching her nipple, stroking her clit and filling her with his cock lit the fuse that would detonate her orgasm. Her eyes met Rick's in the mirror and her climax exploded.

There would be a price to pay for what he was doing. Rick knew he would be sore in a few hours from so much sex, but it was well worth the pain he would feel. When he saw Traci's nipples emerge from her breast he had to touch them. He knew that feeling her breasts and especially her stiff nipples would push him past the point of no return, but he was unable to resist.  Traci's firm, round tits were irresistible on their own. When his fingers touched the firm, wrinkled skin of her normally bashful nipple he was unable to hold his orgasm back. He felt his cock jerk and his balls tighten as what little cum left in him spurted into Traci's pussy. He kept thrusting into her, wanting her to come one more time when he felt her legs buckle. Rick put one hand on the wall and wrapped his other arm around her waist, supporting her until she regained her footing. 

This one was different. There was not a build up to her third climax of the day. It came out of nowhere and overwhelmed her. If Rick had not caught her she would have crumpled to the floor in a heap. Traci quickly regained control of her legs. When Rick finally stopped thrusting she stood up and turned around to face Rick. Then she kissed him on the lips. It was a deep, passionate kiss. Traci briefly considered testing Rick's statement that there was no limit to the number of times she could come. She was certain she could talk him into going down on her again, but she was too exhausted. She broke the kiss and took a step back.

"I'm glad I chose you to deflower me," Traci said.

"Deflower, really?" Rick replied.

"It sounds better than 'pop my cherry' or any of the other catch phrases for not being a virgin anymore," she said with a grin.

"I kind of feel bad that I didn't wait for you," Rick said apologetically.

"I'm not; this would have lasted about five minutes if both of us were as clueless as I was. I very much benefited from your experience," Traci replied. She paused and then asked "Is this the first time you have had sex with a virgin?" 

"Yes," Rick answered.

"Then I think you have lived up to your part of the deal. I was your first virgin, does that make it better?" she replied.

"Actually, it does," Rick answered. He felt relieved that Traci was not upset about him losing his virginity to someone else.

Both of them jumped when Traci's phone rang. She picked it up and answered it.

"HI, fine.  I had a little trouble getting the generator started, probably just bad gas. Oh, I tried out the shower, it works. Yes, I will drain the grey water before I leave. It smells a little stuffy; I'm going to spray a lot of air freshener before I leave. Yes, I will check the tire pressure. Okay, see you soon. Goodbye," she said.

"They were wondering what was taking us so long, we probably need to get going."

Rick pulled his shorts on, "I can be ready in a few minutes." He watched Traci get dressed. How had she not been on his radar as a hook up? Rick picked up his shirt, it was a mess.

"I don't think you can wear that," Traci said, "do you want to toss it?"

"I think it should wash out, and even if it doesn't, I'd like to keep it. I've got another shirt in the car, if anyone asks I will just say I spilled some gas on this one." Rick replied, trying not to sound creepy. If the shirt could be saved it would make for quite a conversation piece.

Once they were both dressed Rick and Traci finished the work of preparing the trailer. When the work was done they got in Rick's car headed home. Rick stopped in front of Traci's house.

"Today was amazing," Traci said.

"Amazing is an understatement," Rick replied.

"I wish I wasn't leaving tomorrow," Traci said.

Rick suddenly realized why she was getting the travel trailer ready, "How long will you be gone?"

"This trip is for a week. Can we get together when I return?"

"Of course," Rick said, "I will miss you."

"I'm sure you will find someone to comfort you," Traci said as she opened the door and got out of the car.

"I don't know about that," he said, trying to sound casual.

"And Rick," Traci said, leaning into the car.

"Yes," he replied.

"If you get a chance, squeeze Courtenay's nice big tits for me," Traci said, and then she closed the door and walked away.

Rick pulled away from Traci's house. He had a lot to figure out over the next week.



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 20



Thanks to my editor Cheer_Smartie526 for all the help with this. I changed the format of the competition, I hope you enjoy it. 

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Rick hugged the wall. His heart was pounding against his chest. He took a deep breath and focused on his surroundings. He cleared everything else from his mind. For now the laser tag maze was his entire world. This was not the first time he had played laser tag, but this game was quite different. Somewhere in the dark maze that surrounded him were Trinity and Nancy. Rick looked down and cursed Nancy for picking out his outfit. Admittedly she didn't have much to work with in his wardrobe, but he thought she could have done better than a pair of black 501 jeans and white V neck T shirt. She had deliberately omitted underwear of any kind. Compared to the outfit he had picked out for Trinity his was rather plain.

The sound of someone running snapped him out of his daydream and he chided himself for losing focus. He didn't want to be the first to get tagged out. The rules were simple. The first person to get hit had to take off their shirt and become an observer for the rest of the round. Getting half naked was his contribution. The second person to get tagged became the submissive for the victor. For Rick it was a no lose situation. He would either get to watch Trinity and Nancy have sex, or get to fuck one of them while the other watched. In the back of his mind he knew watching would be fun once, but frustrating each time after that. He was also a little concerned about being Trinity's submissive.

Nancy crouched down in a corner, catching her breath after sprinting down a long hallway. She was the only one out of the group that had done anything like this with more than paintballs and lasers. She was a little concerned that the game would be too stressful and bring back some unpleasant memories. The outfits helped. Rick had not been shy about letting her know he thought the outfit she chose for him was lame. Nancy held her ground when he tried to accessorize it. His ass looked great in the 501s and the tight fitting T shirt showed off his chest muscles very well. The V neck showed just enough chest hair to catch her eye. Nancy regarded her own outfit, selected by Trinity. It consisted of thigh high fishnet stockings and a short suede skirt. Around her waist was a Sam Browne belt with a pouch made of shiny patent leather. She wore a pair of black leather boots that laced all the way to her knees and had a slight heel. A hidden zipper ran the length of the boots, making them easy to take off. Nancy was secretly glad she was wearing these instead of strappy stilettos that looked great but were impossible to run in. She couldn't remember buying the boots; but was thankful for her unknowing foresight. The outfit was topped off with a cheetah-print corset that barely contained her breasts. Nancy quietly cursed Trinity under her breath. Nancy wondered if her friend was just oblivious to the physics of running with large breasts or enjoyed watching pair of 34 D tits try to pop out of the tight outfit. Trinity openly admitted she wanted Nancy to be eye candy, and had dressed her accordingly. There was one other component to the outfit, one known only to Trinity and Nancy. Strapped around Nancy's naked thigh and bare ass was the harness for a strap on dildo. The dildo was tucked away on the pouch on her belt. Conspicuously absent from her outfit was any kind of underwear.

Nancy carefully scanned the darkness for her two opponents. She was mostly focused on finding Trinity. Nancy was still not convinced she was ready for lesbian sex, so the thought of being Trinity's submissive made her a little nervous. The best possibility would be to tag Trinity first and then Rick, although being tagged by Rick would also be acceptable.

Trinity looked down, waiting for someone to stumble into her kill zone. She had a bit of an advantage in that she was more familiar with the layout of the maze. The laser tag arena was run by a friend. It was not even open to the public yet, but she'd convinced her friend to allow a trial run. She didn't explain that the game was likely to turn into an orgy. She just had to make certain that Rick didn't leave cum stains everywhere. She did have to give the boy credit for her outfit. For such a redneck he had a sense of style. Initially, she'd been nervous about allowing him to peruse her drawers and insisted that Nancy accompany him. Trinity had visions of Rick masturbating everywhere in her house. She wouldn't be too surprised if she found out that Rick and Nancy had fucked at least once while they were there.

She'd half expected to be wearing a thong and nothing else, but Rick had come up with a complete outfit. She was indeed wearing a thong, but it was covered by a pair of tight fitting red pants. For some reason he had chosen stretchy leggings designed to look like leather. It was an odd choice when there were outfits that would not only have put her at a disadvantage but were sexier. Trinity both chuckled at and appreciated his incompetence right now. Her upper body was covered; barely, by a lacy camisole. She wore a leather collar around her neck. He had supplied the black nylon belt wrapped around her waist, but the two pair of handcuffs and riding crop tucked into it belonged to her. Rick had left the choice of shoes up to her and she'd decided to go barefoot.

Nancy quickly glanced around the corner, and then ducked back behind cover. Even though the area appeared to be clear she launched into a sprint, cursing Trinity's choice of outfits again as her breasts tried to bounce out of her top on each stride. She had barely made it ten feet when the light on her sensor vest illuminated.

"Shit!" Nancy cried out, annoyed that she had been tagged so early in the first game. She looked around but could not see her attacker. In compliance with Rick's last minute addition to the rules she stripped her top off. The air was cool and her skin was covered with goose bumps as she sat down cross legged on the floor. Nancy looked around again, wondering who had tagged her, but saw no one.

From her awkward perch Trinity looked down at her first victim. She had planned to take Rick out first, but had been so excited that someone walked into her ambush she had tagged Nancy without thinking about the consequences. What would she do with Rick as a submissive? It was too early in the game to fuck him. Trinity wanted to tease him for a while. She recognized that it was inevitable that she would have sex with Rick at some point in the game. Even if he did not get lucky and tag her, Nancy would probably sacrifice herself just to see her boy toy stick his dick in a lesbian. Trinity smiled when Nancy took her top off. Rick's rule had a silver lining after all.

Laying flat on his stomach Rick peeked around the corner. It had been his experience in both laser tag and paintball that people rarely looked down, so he sacrificed speed for stealth when he had to scan the area. He saw Nancy sitting with her back to him. He could see she was topless. He watched her for a few seconds, both hoping she would turn around and that she would give him a hint on the location of Trinity. She did neither. She was only about 10 feet short of the next corner, so he would have a close up view of her tits at his next hiding spot. Satisfied that the corridor was clear he slowly crept along the wall. Trinity waited until Rick was about five feet short of Nancy before she raised her laser and fired. His vest lit up. He looked around with a confused expression on his face. Before he could move up enough to see Nancy's naked breasts Trinity unfolded herself and climbed from her sniper's hide on top of the wall.

The way Trinity emerged from the darkness startled Rick. He had never seen a laser tag facility with hiding spots so high up. She crept down like a spider, and he was the fly trapped in her web.

"Don't move," Trinity cautioned as her feet hit the floor.

Rick was both disappointed that he could not see Nancy's tits and excited about what Trinity was going to do to him. She circled him like a shark that smelled blood in the water. Finally she walked up behind him and pressed her body against his. One of her hands slipped inside his jeans. Rick felt her hand grab his erection.

The first thing Trinity noticed was how warm Rick's cock was. She had dildos almost the same size and texture, but they were never hot the way Rick's turgid flesh was. It did not matter for now; she had no further plans to touch his dick in their first encounter. She pulled her hands out of his pants and removed one pair of handcuffs from her belt. She closed the bracelets slowly around his wrists. She eyed the pouch on Nancy's belt, wondering if it was too soon to bring out her toy.

The sound of the cuff closing echoed in Rick's ears. He tried to imagine how he was going to fuck Trinity with his hands behind his back. It seemed like it would be very difficult to balance in any position, and very awkward to lie on his back. When the second bracelet made its final click there was a moment of silence.

Rick stared straight ahead. He knew Trinity had her hand on the riding crop even though she was behind him, no doubt looking lustfully at Nancy. His erection strained against his jeans. He could not wait to have his cock inside the tall lesbian that had been taunting him for so long. "Turn around," Trinity whispered.

Both Nancy and Rick slowly turned. Trinity drew the riding crop out from the belt and put it on Rick's shoulder. They were almost the same height. Trinity looked into Rick's eyes, they burned with lust.

"Get on your knees, Breeder," she instructed, pressing down with the riding crop. Rick was hers, even though she needed him like a fish needed a bicycle. Trinity looked over Rick's shoulder at Nancy's half naked body, pausing to drink in her friend's full breasts and swollen nipples. Trinity involuntarily licked her lips, and then turned her attention to Rick. Trinity felt a bit like a dog that chased a car and finally caught one, what should she do with him?

"What do you have that I want?" Trinity asked. She rubbed the riding crop against the bulge in his pants, "not this."

It was a little white lie. Trinity had watched him fuck Nancy and she wondered if she would enjoy his cock as much as Nancy did. For all her wildness Trinity had never had sex with a man. For now it was payback time for all the occasions he had flaunted his access to Nancy. All the times he had kissed Nancy and more. She pressed the leather tip against Rick's abdomen and then slowly slid it up his body until it rested on his chin.

"I guess I will just have to make the best of the situation," Trinity mused, "I supposed I could let you lick my pussy. Do you think you could make me come with your mouth?" "Yes," Rick answered. His confidence annoyed Trinity, although based on what Nancy had said, he was probably right.

Rick watched as Trinity peeled off her tight fitting pants, revealing her bald pussy. One of the reasons he had chosen them was their ease of removal. The second reason was more tactical. The fabric had a slight sheen to it that would make it hard for Trinity to hide in the shadows. He would have spotted her in plenty of time to take her out if he had just looked up a bit more.

Trinity's long legs put her wet slit at eye level to Rick. She put the heel of her hand on his forehead and pushed back and then grabbed his hair. Trinity stepped forward and pressed her sex against his face. He was slightly off balance but she tugged on his hair to keep him from falling over backwards. He pressed his tongue against her labia. She was already wet, probably from the sight of Nancy's breasts.

"Make me come," Trinity said insistently. She smiled at Nancy as Rick began running his tongue along the length of her nether lips. Each time he got a little closer to her clit. She tried pulling on his hair to get him to touch it, but he continued to tease her.

The handcuffs were annoying. Rick wanted to touch Trinity. He wanted to grab her firm tits and pinch her swollen nipples. He wanted to feel her wet and swollen labia around his fingers as he probed for her G spot. But that wasn't possible, all he could do was struggle to maintain his balance while he licked and sucked on Trinity's pussy. It was perfectly smooth. He could tell a distinct difference between the feel of soft labia and her hard clit. He considered teasing her, licking almost to her little nub, stopping just short of her pleasure button. Maybe she would give up on oral sex and let him fuck her to a proper orgasm. Trinity must have seen through his plan, she held his head in place and ground her pussy against his mouth until he felt her clit rubbing on his lips.

Trinity had to admit the guy had talent. The way his tongue felt as it parted her nether lips was quite enjoyable. She almost laughed at his attempt to tease her by stopping just short of her clitoris. As far as training him to be a good sub it appeared Nancy still had some work to do. Trinity did not mind; breaking down the wild ones was something she rather enjoyed, even though Rick was her first man she felt confident she could handle him. Trinity tightened her grip on his hair and maneuvered her hips until her clit was pressed against his mouth.

"Suck it, suck it," she insisted. She wondered if Rick ever thought he would find himself in this position.

Rick realized he had lost this battle. Trinity wanted him to make her come with his mouth; there was no way around that. He alternated between sucking on her clit and swirling his tongue around it. He looked up at Trinity. She had him at an awkward angle; all he could see was the bottom of her breasts. Just the tips of her swollen nipples were visible over the curve of her small breasts. In a last act of defiance he shifted his head and speared his tongue between her labia. One way or another he wanted to penetrate this crazy lesbian.

As Rick ministrations inched her closer and closer to a climax Trinity continued to stare at Nancy. Mostly she looked at Nancy's mouth and her full lips. As talented as Rick was proving himself to be Trinity wished it was Nancy's mouth between her legs. It was when Nancy licked her lips that the fuse of Trinity's orgasm was lit. The sight of her delicate pink tongue between her ruby red lips made Trinity moan. The sound seemed to encourage Rick. He thrust his tongue into her and then redoubled his efforts on licking and sucking her swollen clit. Trinity gripped Rick's hair tightly again, but this time to keep her balance as her body shuddered from her climax.

"Okay, we are done," she said with a smile, pushing Rick away as the last bit of her orgasm faded away. She put her pants back on and released Rick's wrists from the handcuffs. "But...but... I didn't get off," Rick protested.

"There's no rule that says I have to make you come, just that you have to do what I ask. To the victor go the spoils, better luck next time," Trinity teased. She suspected if Rick did win a round there would be quite a price to pay. It was also unlikely that Rick could do anything to her that she had not already done to herself.

"Okay, back to your bases," Nancy said, putting her top and vest back on. 

The sound of footsteps told Nancy it was time to make a decision. She had been watching Rick for almost a minute. She was hoping to tag Trinity first, but had been unable to find her. She knew if she tagged Rick that she would be denied his cock until the next round. Nancy pressed the trigger on her laser and Rick's vest lit up. He would have to thank her later for saving him from being taunted by Trinity again. Nancy watched as Rick dutifully removed his shirt and began to look around for his assailant.

Upon seeing Rick take his shirt off Trinity began to look for Nancy. She had been watching him, trying to decide who she wanted more. Having control of Nancy's naked body was her goal, but riding Rick's cock while Nancy watched also sounded good. He had done a good job making her come with his mouth, but Nancy's stories of riding Rick's cock to orgasm had piqued Trinity's curiosity and put her in a cowgirl state of mind. Trinity was still wondering who she would rather fuck when her vest lit up; it appeared the decision had been made for her.

The tell-tale flicker of the sensor vest was visible before he could actually see who was wearing it. Rick smiled at the sight of Nancy leading her captive back to him. Maybe watching would not be so bad after all.

Trinity felt Nancy tug on her belt, bringing her to a halt about five feet in front of Rick. The smug look on his face was annoying, so she stared at the floor. Trinity was not surprised when Nancy removed her vest and lifted her top off. Rick's eyes stared hungrily at her perky breasts.

"He only gets to watch, no touching," Trinity objected as Nancy pushed her closer to Rick.

"I'm just giving him something to look at, I'm sure he will behave," Nancy replied, putting her hand on Trinity shoulder and turning her. 

Now the two women were face to face with Rick standing about three feet to their left. Nancy pulled Trinity's hands against her full breasts.

"I'm going to let you decide what to do next," Nancy said softly as she closed her eyes. She wasn't thinking about who was touching her and who was watching her. Nancy was only thinking about how the soft kisses on her skin felt. Even though Rick could be gentle there was a noticeable difference with Trinity. Her slender fingers and soft, plush lips felt delicate in a way that was impossible for Rick.

The idea of a guy coming in his pants was something Rick thought only happened in movies, now he felt like it might happen to him. The sight of Trinity kissing and touching Nancy's tits made his cock ache. He had inched closer and closer until Nancy put up her hand, stopping him about two feet away. Trinity went from kneeling in front of Nancy to sitting as she worked her way down Nancy's body. Finally she reached under Nancy's skirt. Rick could see the material bulge as Trinity's fingers stroked Nancy's ass. Then Trinity began to lean back, slowly pulling Nancy down. When it was all done Nancy's skirt was draped over Trinity's head. Judging by the expression on Nancy's face, Trinity was pretty busy.

A smile spread across Nancy's face as she looked at Rick. He did not know what to do with himself. He fidgeted with his hands, unable to find anything to do with them. Several times he began to reach out to her, but then remember the rule was he could only watch and dropped them to his side. Nancy clumsily scooped up her tits; it was difficult to concentrate on anything with Trinity licking her pussy. Never breaking eye contact with Rick, Nancy lifted her breast and lowered her head. She extended her tongue until it brushed her swollen nipple. Rick looked like he was about to swoon. Nancy closed her eyes and pinched her nipples. Rick, the sound of the air conditioner, everything faded away as Trinity pushed Nancy closer and closer to climax.

A bit of movement caught Rick's attention, drawing his eyes away from the sight of Nancy playing with her breasts. One of Trinity's hands had slipped out from under Nancy's skirt. Rick stepped to the side. He suspected Trinity was touching herself. Two steps later he could see Trinity stroking her pussy. Rick took another step. He could not resist the chance to see Trinity slide her long, thin fingers into her hot wet pussy. Later Rick would wonder if Trinity was fingering herself for her own pleasure or just to taunt him, but right now he followed every movement of her hand as her digit vanished from sight.

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes. Don't stop, make me come, make me come," Nancy moaned. She let go of her breast and put her hands on the floor to keep from falling over as her body shuddered from orgasm.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 20



Trinity lowered her head to the floor when she was confident Nancy's climax did not need any more help. With her free hand Trinity pinched her nipple as she continued to finger her pussy. Trinity was too close to her own orgasm to stop now. She slipped her finger from between her labia and began to stroke her clitoris; it did not take long before she felt her own climax surge through her body.

"If you two are done I'd like to get the next game started," Rick said, hoping that he would be more than a spectator the next time.

The vest chirped with the sound that indicated a near miss as Rick sprinted down the hallway. He had adjusted his strategy after losing the first rounds. Rick was used to being part of a team, having someone to cover his flanks while he moved into positions. The tactics for going against two other players with no back up was quite different. This was more like playing an online game. So far his new plan was keeping him in the game, but just barely. He reached the intersection of the passageway and ducked into the corridor. Rick slammed into the wall, unable to control his momentum. He turned around and dropped to a prone position just in time to tag Nancy.

"Shit, I thought you liked me," she exclaimed as her sensor vest beeped indicating she was out for this round.

"Don't take it personally, I owe Trinity a little payback," Rick replied.

Nancy tried to conceal a self satisfied smirk. She had considered sacrificing herself just to see Rick and Trinity together again. She was rooting for Rick to win, but either scenario would be more than satisfactory. She stripped off her shirt and vest as Rick crept down the corridor looking for Trinity.

Taking a deep breath Rick lunged forward and rounded another corner. He saw his target with her back to him and before she could turn around he had tagged her. His cock stiffened immediately and he was tempted to take Trinity right where she stood. Instead he decided to stick to his plan.

"I'll take these," Rick said as he removed the two pair of handcuffs from the belt around Trinity's waist. He closed the steel bracelets around her wrists. He used both pair, so that Trinity had one bracelet hanging loose from each of her arms. Rick grabbed the riding crop from her belt as well and prodded her with it.

"Let's go, down the corridor and take the first left," he commanded.

Nancy heard footsteps as Rick and Trinity approached. She also heard the metallic jingle of the handcuffs. Nancy smiled as Rick stopped Trinity right in front of her. As Rick slowly peeled each item of clothing off the tall lesbian Nancy smiled. When he had stripped Trinity naked he led her to a barricade about four feet high,

"Wait here," he said and then he turned and motioned for Nancy to approach the opposite side of the wall. When the two women were standing face to face Rick handcuffed them together. "You don't get two for one," Trinity protested half-heartedly. She did not want Rick to get anything extra, but at the same time she was not too upset to be handcuffed to a topless Nancy. "She is just there to watch. If you would prefer to be handcuffed to the wall I'm sure I can find a way to make that happen. Then Nancy can watch from behind," Rick replied, unashamedly gloating at his cleverness. He knew Trinity would prefer to see Nancy.

"No, no, this is okay," Trinity said, recognizing Rick's temporary victory.

Trinity leaned forward and whispered in Nancy's ear, "Is he big?" She had seen Rick's cock once or twice, but wasn't sure what it would feel like.

"Big?" Nancy replied.

"You know, does he have a large penis? I don't really have any experience with real erections, just the kind they sell at the sex shop," Trinity explained.

Nancy chucked," He is on the good side of the bell curve, but it's not a monster cock. I'm sure you have something larger in your collection."

"So you think I can handle him?" Trinity asked.

"I guess you are going to have to," Nancy answered.

Rick smiled. He knew he was bending the rules a bit, but nobody was protesting. He set the riding crop on the wall and cupped Trinity's naked breasts in his hands. In contrast to Nancy's large breasts Trinity's were firmer and seemed immune to the force of gravity. He slowly brought his thumb and forefinger together until he was pinching Trinity's swollen nipples. The moan that escaped her lips encouraged Rick and he tugged on the amber nubs.

"How about I just fuck your mouth," Rick said, releasing Trinity from the handcuffs. He turned her to face him, and then pushed her to her knees. Rick smiled as he stared down at Trinity. The look on uncertainty on her face only increased Rick's arousal. He reached down and grabbed a handful of Trinity hair, then tilted her head back slightly. With his other hand he guided his cock to her trembling lips.

Trinity looked out of the corner of her eye, hoping to gain some comfort from the sight of Nancy. Her friend was smiling at her. Rick's cock pressed against her lips. She had never had a dick in her mouth before and was not sure what to expect. Once or twice she had licked a dildo to get it wet, but nothing close to what she was about to experience. She opened her mouth as far as she could and Rick began to slide his erection past her lips. It was bigger than she expected. Trinity could feel her mouth stretching to accommodate Rick's girth. After he had pushed as much of his cock into her mouth that she could take Rick placed her hand on his rigid shaft. When he moved his hips she felt his erection slide out of her mouth until the smooth skin of his cock's head was pressed against her palm. Then he thrust it back in. He wasn't making her deepthroat his cock; he was just sliding the tip back and forth between her mouth and her hand. She could feel his unrelenting grip on her hair, holding her head still. She could feel him staring at her. The next time his cock invaded her mouth Trinity pressed her tongue against it. She felt him shudder. Trinity decided Rick was right; he had made her come with his mouth. It was only right that she return the favor. With her free hand she stroked his balls. The skin was smooth and soft, not at all what she expected. 

The feeling of Trinity's fingertips between his legs was both unexpected and enjoyable. Rick had expected her to begrudgingly accept her role, but she actually seemed to be trying to make him come. He wondered if she knew what that meant. He did not care, he intended to keep his cock in her mouth until she swallowed every single drop of cum he had. He looked down at her. He had seen women suck his dick before, but Trinity's mouth seemed unusually small. She could barely accommodate the thickness of his throbbing erection, and the increased friction was pushing him towards his climax faster than he expected.

"Don't stop, don't stop," Rick moaned, "I'm going to come and I want you to take it all." 

He had both his hands on her head now. He wanted to be sure she got every bit of his cum. Rick tensed every muscle that could possibly help hold his orgasm at bay, but he knew it was a lost cause. He pushed his cock into her mouth one more time. The second her tongue lashed his engorged cock head the dam burst. Rick moaned loudly as a thick stream of hot cum flooded into Trinity's mouth. He felt her head jerk back, but he held it in place. After a brief struggle she surrendered to him, sucking his cock and milking it with her tongue as his seed poured down her throat. Rick let go of Trinity, but she kept his cock in her mouth until it stopped jerking and his erection began to fade.

"I think we are even," she said, and then she opened her mouth as wide as she could. Rick could see small puddles of cum around her tongue. She closed her mouth and swallowed with an exaggerated motion.

"I think we are," Rick replied.

Round four had started at least ten minutes earlier and it seemed like they had settled into trench warfare. Rick glanced down the corridor, he was reluctant to leave his hiding place, but his cock had fully recovered from fucking Trinity's mouth and he wanted more. Someone had to make a move; Rick decided that someone would be him. This time he looked high on the walls and even on the ceiling. He would not underestimate Trinity again. Seeing the area was clear he sprinted down the corridor. Just as he turned into an adjacent hallway he collided with Nancy. For a moment they stared at each other, stunned from the impact. Then both their vests lit up, Rick's first, then Nancy's. Rick looked over Nancy's shoulder and saw Trinity grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"It was a difficult decision, so I went with eenie, meanie, minie , moe," she said, swinging her laser back and forth. The choice had been tougher than she thought it would be. Trinity still lusted after Nancy, but torturing Rick had proved to be quite a bit of fun. His skills at oral sex had just been icing on the cake.

Rick watched Trinity approach. She swung her hips side to side like a burlesque dancer, shedding her bulky sensor vest as she got closer. Rick peeled off his vest and shirt. He doubted if Trinity cared, if anything he was eye candy for Nancy. He hoped Trinity did not take Nancy around a corner. Just listening to them would be pretty hot, but he wanted to watch them. Rick didn't care if they saw him staring, he figured that was expected. 

Nancy stood still. She was actually a bit nervous. There was no doubt in her mind that Trinity was looking forward to this moment. Nancy suspected that their previous encounter was the tip of the iceberg, that years of lust and frustration were about to be released. Trinity stepped in front of Nancy, put her hands on Nancy's face, then bent down and kissed her. It wasn't the lust filled assault on her mouth that Nancy had been expecting. It was soft and gentle. Trinity pulled her head away and guided Nancy's hands until they rested on her small, firm breasts. "I think we are all going to enjoy this," Trinity said, unbuckling Nancy's sensor vest and letting it clatter to the floor.

Nancy slowly slid Trinity's top over her head. It was a bit of struggle because Trinity was quite a bit taller, but she managed. Trinity's height also put her breasts right in Nancy's face. 

"Go ahead, I think you know what to do," Trinity said, her voice full of encouragement.

Nancy thought of all the things she enjoyed about having her breasts touched. She started by stroking the firm half orbs on Trinity's chest with her fingertips. It was quite different than playing with her own tits. Even though Trinity's breasts were smaller than her own, Trinity's nipples were about the same size. Nancy pinched them between her thumb and forefinger.

Trinity looked down at Nancy's tongue slowly circling her prominent nipples. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Rick. He seemed to be enjoying the show. Trinity turned her attention back to Nancy. Just seeing Nancy's mouth on her breasts was exciting. Trinity moaned as Nancy enthusiastically used her tongue and lips to lavish attention on her breast. When she had covered Trinity's left tit with kisses Nancy switched sides and started all over again.

Rick stifled a moan. Seeing the two women together was both exhilarating and frustrating. At least when Trinity or Nancy had to watch they could play with their tits, Rick did not think putting his hands on his chest would do much, and putting his hand on his erection would do too much. Trinity was completely naked, her tall, lean body fully exposed. Nancy still was topless, but still had her skirt, stockings and boots on. Rick watched as Nancy dropped to her knees and began to kiss her way towards Trinity's pussy. He was surprised when Trinity stopped Nancy and pulled her back to her feet.

Trinity looked at Rick, "Nancy has been hiding something from you." 

She lifted Nancy's skirt to reveal the harness. It took Trinity less than a minute to remove the harness from Nancy and put it on her own body. Rick's jaw dropped. He was speechless. The silence was broken by the sound of Trinity unsnapping the pouch on Nancy's belt. She pulled out the dildo and held it near the harness, but then she placed it back in the pouch.

"It's not mutually assured destruction, but you should think of it as a deterrent," she said, using a term Rick had last seen in a history book. He knew what she was saying, anything he did to her she could now do to him. 

Trinity unzipped Nancy's skirt and slide it to the floor, but made no effort to take off her stockings or boots.

"You," Trinity said, pointing at Rick, "lie on your back."

Nancy watched Rick stretch out on the floor. There was already a noticeable bulge in his jeans. 

"And you, my dear, on the floor right there, just like Rick," Trinity pointed to a foot or two above Rick's head. Trinity walked around Nancy and Rick, She was naked except for the harness and the leather collar. The riding crop was tucked into the harness like a ceremonial dagger. Seeing that both Rick and Nancy were aroused made Trinity smile. She would have been disappointed if Rick had started to lose interest each time he lost a round. She contemplated what she should do next. It was quite possible she could lose the next round and be at the mercy of either Rick or Nancy. Trinity was confident that Nancy would not be vindictive. Rick, on the other hand, had already shown that he was more than willing to take everything that was done to him and deal it back in spades. The idea of being grudge fucked in front of Nancy did not appeal to Trinity, so she decided not to do anything too extreme, at least not while Nancy was around. If Rick needed to be taught a lesson it would be in a private session.

Although he remained motionless, Rick followed Trinity with his eyes. He wondered what she intended to do with the strap on dildo. Was it an idle threat? Was she thinking about role reversal? Would she use it on Nancy? Rick stopped thinking about the toy when the long legged lesbian entered his field of view. He desperately wanted to fuck Trinity and fuck her hard. She stepped over him several times, each time pausing with her feet on either side of his body. She made certain that he was able to see her bald pussy. She had only been out of sight for a few seconds when he heard her speak.

"Well, let's get this party started."

Standing between Rick and Nancy, Trinity sank into a kneeling position. Her breasts hung just out of reach of Rick's mouth and her pussy was almost touching Nancy's lips. Lest he get any ideas Trinity pinned Rick's wrists to the floor, then she lowered her hips until she felt Nancy's tongue between her legs. It was quite a contrast to what it had felt like when Rick was licking her pussy. The first few tentative strokes were so light Trinity could barely feel them. As Nancy's inhibitions about being with a woman faded away the pressure from her tongue increased. Rick had been more frantic, more random. Nancy seemed to know exactly where to touch. She knew where to be delicate and where to be firm. There was no doubt in Trinity's mind Nancy would give her an orgasm.

Even hanging down Trinity's tits seemed unaffected by gravity. They kept their shape with just the slightest jiggle each time Trinity gasped with pleasure. Rick stared at her swollen nipples. Even if he lifted his head and stretched his neck they would be out of reach. He could easily overpower Trinity and grab her breasts, but that would be a violation of the rules they had agreed to. His role was to watch. He was thankful Trinity was putting on this much of a show; she could have easily made him stare at the wall and left everything to his imagination. Between the sound of Nancy's tongue licking away and the sight of Trinity's breasts he was extremely aroused.

"She's going to make me come," Trinity moaned, looking down at Rick, "just like you did." Trinity could feel her climax building. She had originally planned to kneel over Nancy so she could watch, but hovering over Rick had turned out to be equally exciting. Seeing the button fly of his jean's straining to contain his erection meant her plan to tease him was working. Trinity could feel Rick's lustful stare burning into her tits. Even though her nipples ached to be touched she held Rick at bay. Trinity closed her eyes and bit her lips as her orgasm surged through her body. As it faded away she stood up.

"I'm not done with you yet," she said to Nancy, "get on your hands and knees."

Rick smiled as Nancy's face appeared above him. Her hair was disheveled and her face was covered with the evidence of Trinity's climax. Nancy moved forward a bit more as the sound of Trinity slapping her on the ass filled the air. When she stopped Nancy's breasts hung just above Rick's chest, her swollen nipples occasionally brushing against his chest hair. Nancy tucked her calves under Rick's arms. He had an unobstructed view of her pussy. 

Trinity opened the pouch on Nancy's belt and pulled the dildo out. She toyed with it for a few minutes so Rick could see it, then she attached it to the harness. Rick was getting the ultimate front row seat to watch Nancy get fucked by another woman. Trinity put her hand on Nancy's ass and pressed the tip of the dildo against her wet slit. For a moment she wondered what it would take to get Rick in the same position.

It was surreal. Rick felt so aroused he feared he might actually come in his pants. Inches above his face he could see Nancy's labia being peeled apart by Trinity's fake cock. Just behind the flesh colored dildo was Trinity's naked pussy. Rick clinched his fists and struggled to stop the desire to flex his hips. Just the feeling of the tight denim against his throbbing erection would be enough to push him over the edge. He watched, wide eyed, as Nancy's lips stretched to accommodate the toy. He could hear Nancy moan with pleasure. Trinity added her voice as her hips pressed against Nancy's naked ass.

This wasn't the first time Nancy had been fucked doggy style in front of Rick, but this position was novel. Even in the dim light she could see a wet spot in Rick's jeans, no doubt caused by the pre cum leaking out of his swollen cock. The buttons of his 501's strained to contain his throbbing erection. More than once she had been in the exact same pose with Rick's cock filling her wet slit. Now it was Trinity's turn. A quiet moan escaped Nancy's lips as Trinity's hips pressed against her ass. Nancy bent her arms slightly, just enough for her nipples to brush against Rick chest hair. The sensation sent a chill down her spin. Another chill was traveling up her spine courtesy of Nancy's efforts. Nancy started to stifle her moan of pleasure, but then realized she did not have to.

"Oh yes," Nancy cried out, "make me come, you feel so good."

Encouraged by her outburst Rick dared to move his hands and cupped Nancy's breasts in his hands. They were hot and sweaty. He pinched her nipples and then tugged on them as he watched Trinity's toy slide between Nancy's legs. He could feel the heat of both Trinity's and Nancy's pussies on his face. He wanted to feel that same heat with his cock.

"Harder, harder," Nancy moaned. She wondered if Rick and Trinity would realize she was talking to both of them. Second later she had her answer. Rick spread his hands over her breasts, then pinched her nipples between his fingers. Not to be outdone, Trinity began to slam her hips against Nancy's ass, each thrust made a loud slap.

"Yes, yes, don't stop, don't stop, I'm going to come, I'm going to come," Nancy screamed as she felt her orgasm coursing through her body.

Rick was trying every trick in the book of tantric sex to keep from drenching his pants with cum. Somehow he held the impending flood back as he watched both Nancy and Trinity climax in front of him.

The nearly brutal impact of the harness and dildo against her mound took Trinity right to the verge of orgasm, and Nancy's cries of pleasure took Trinity over the edge. She made one final thrust and then fell forward, her firm breasts flattening against Nancy's back. She kissed Nancy on the nape of her neck, and then slowly stood up.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 20



Nancy rolled onto her back, her chest still heaving up and down from her violent orgasm, "Holy shit that was amazing."

It was round five and Trinity changed her tactics and instead of hiding she was on the prowl. She had kept the harness, wearing it over her skin tight red pants. The harness was a reminder that she had actually fucked Nancy, something she had fantasized about for a very long time. From down the corridor she heard Nancy cursing. She wondered if that meant Rick had tagged her or if Nancy had tagged Rick, and was upset that he would be a spectator again. Trinity hugged the wall and inched forward, moving silently on her bare feet. When she reached the corner she applied something she learned from Rick, she crouched low before looking into the next corridor. Much to her disappointment she saw Nancy. It wasn't all bad; Nancy had her shirt off, giving Trinity a nice view of her large breasts. The bad news was she was going to end up with Rick again. The taste of his cock and his cum still lingered in her mouth. She ran her fingers over the harness, wondering what it would be like to mouth fuck Rick with the dildo. That would even the score properly. But first she had to catch him.

After tagging Nancy, Rick had retreated into a dark corner to wait for Trinity. It had been five minutes and there was no sign of his opponent. The smart move would be to stay in his hiding place and wait. But that was not his nature. His cock ached to be inside Trinity. After the way she had taunted him after round three he was tempted to fuck her in the ass, but she had all but said that she would do the same to him with her toy. Rick wondered if lesbians fucked each other in the ass, or if that was something unique to the male libido. Rick took a deep breath and purged his mind of everything but trying to find Trinity. He would not think of her tight ass or Nancy's big soft tits until this round was over. He scanned the corridor ahead of him, and then began to move. He turned into a narrow corridor and looked up. There was no sign of Trinity, but the walls stopped short of the ceiling. Rick pressed his arms against the walls and lifted his body up. Next he braced his feet against the walls and moved his hands up. Climbing like this was a big risk; he could not see what was behind him and had limited access to his laser. But if he made it to the top he would be in an excellent ambush position. Luck was on his side and he found himself crouching almost ten feet above the floor. He began to crawl along the top of the wall, looking for Trinity.

Nancy was somewhat relieved to be tagged out first. She was still exhausted from what Trinity had done to her after the last round. She had occasionally wondered how a strapon compared to the real thing, and now she knew. It was not quite the same, but Trinity had made up for the toys inadequacies, and Rick had helped too. She looked up and down the corridor, but she was still alone. In her peripheral vision she caught a bit of movement. It was Trinity creeping down the corridor, her bare feet not making a sound. Nancy turned her head just enough to see her. In the event Rick was watching Nancy did not want to betray Trinity's position.

Rick was also watching Trinity from his perch high atop the wall. He was a bit surprised that she was not looking up since she had used a similar hiding place. Perhaps she thought this wall was too tall for anyone to scale, or maybe she was distracted by Nancy and her naked breasts. Rick did not care why Trinity was not looking up; he just wanted her to move a little further down the hallways so he could swing his laser in her direction. Every time Trinity stopped moving Rick froze, he even stopped breathing. It was still possible she could see him and beat him to the draw. In order to balance on top of the wall Rick could not move quickly. A sense of relief swept over him as Trinity began to move again, the moment he saw the back of her head Rick aimed his laser and pulled the trigger. As soon as he saw her vest light up he jumped down, hitting the floor with a loud thud.

The sound of Rick crashing to the ground started both Trinity and Nancy. They both looked up the wall, wondering how he had managed to get on top of it. Nancy was impressed that he had found a way to win a round against Trinity.

Rick dropped his laser and bounded towards Trinity. He made no attempt to hide his enthusiasm about getting to fuck her. By the time he was standing in front of her he had already stripped off his vest and shirt.

"You're finally mine," he said, slightly out of breath. He quickly removed her vest and tossed it aside. Rick pulled the riding crop out of her belt and slapped against her ass. Next he removed the harness from around her waist and dropped it on the floor. Lastly he pulled both sets of handcuffs from her belt, but dropped one pair on the floor.

"I'm certain we won't need that," Rick said, looking at the harness. "Now shirts and pants off but leave the thong on."

Trinity was surprised how nervous she was as she peeled her shirt off. Her anxiety did not stop her nipples from swelling, nor did it make her vagina any less wet. After she peeled off her pants she stood defiantly in front of Rick. He slowly circled her, dragging the riding crop over her exposed skin. He seemed especially fond of slapping her ass with it. He turned it sideways and pressed it into her mouth, then stepped behind her again. Trinity felt Rick grab one of her wrists and put it behind her head. Then she felt the steel handcuff close around her wrist. Rick did the same with the other arm. She could hear him unsnapping the buttons of his jeans.

Rick kicked his jeans to the side. This was it; he was finally going to fuck Trinity. He moved up behind her, stopping inches away from her nearly naked body. He reached around and cupped her perky breasts in his hands. Trinity's nipples felt like rough pebbles. He pulled her back against his chest and pressed his throbbing erection against her ass. She gasped in response.

The first thing Trinity noticed was how big Rick was. Everything about him was big, his hands, his arms, his chest and his cock. Trinity wondered if Rick was going to fuck her in the ass. His breath was on her neck as he tugged on her nipples.

"You're mine," Rick whispered in Trinity's ear. He was again tempted to just bend her over and ram his cock into her dripping wet slit. Instead he released her tits and pulled the riding crop out of her mouth.

Rick pulled her arms over his head then grabbed her thighs and hoisted Trinity up. "Ready?" he asked, holding her less than an inch above his throbbing erection. Trinity nodded, not saying a word.

Rick slowly lowered her until she was impaled on his cock. Trinity was surprised by how hot his erection felt. He raised her up, and then lowered her again. She could feel the muscles in his arms flex and he moved her up and down over and over again. Then he stepped forward, press her against the wall. His chest smashed against her breasts. Trinity could feel Rick's heart pounding in his chest; she could feel his labored breathing. He had her pinned against the wall. Instead of moving her up and down he was thrusting with his hips, ramming his cock into her again and again. Trinity could feel her climax building. She was suddenly excited by the thought of a man making her come. Trinity was started by the sound of her own voice, "Don't stop, don't stop. I'm going to come, I'm going to come. I'm going to come all over your big hard cock."

It seemed ironic given how much he liked large breasts, but the most erotic thing about fucking Trinity was the feeling of her tits pressed against his chest. Unlike Nancy's much larger breasts Trinity's kept their shape, pressing into his muscles. Each breast was a perfect half sphere; he could even feel her swollen nipples. Having his cock inside would probably be what triggered his orgasm, but what he would remember most about fucking Trinity was her tits. When she started begging him to fuck her Rick grunted as he thrust his erection into her and held it as a thick stream of cum erupted into her. He could hear her whimpering softly, the result of her own climax. He relaxed his grip on her legs and lowered her to the floor. Nancy appeared beside them, holding the key to the handcuffs in her hand. Rick released Trinity from her bindings.

"Are you going to be able to make it through another round? The last time Rick fucked me that hard I could barely walk," Nancy said.

"You can't keep me down," Trinity replied. Nancy had a point, she was a little sore, but she was not about to give Rick the satisfaction of knowing.

"Don't worry about me, I'm good," Rick added, a little annoyed that no one seemed concerned about him.

It was round six and Rick could hear movement around the corner but he was not sure if it was approaching or departing. He took a deep breath and burst into the opening. The moment he stepped around the corner he saw Nancy and Trinity emerge from the other two corridors. All of them froze. Rick's laser was pointed at Trinity and Nancy's laser was pointed at him. Trinity's laser was pointed at Nancy. Rick smiled; he knew that Trinity wanted Nancy, not him. He also wanted Nancy, having already plunged his cock into Trinity's mouth and pussy. It was a standoff.

Nancy's eyes darted between Rick and Trinity. Neither one of them dared move, lest the other get shot off and win the round. Slowly Nancy bent her legs and crouched lower. She set her laser on the ground. Someone had to break the cycle of Rick and Trinity finding new ways to grudge fuck each other. As she hoped, the other two players also set their lasers down. Nancy stepped forward, putting one hand on Rick and the other on Nancy. Clumsily Nancy tried to unbuckle both vests with one hand. Once she started Rick and Trinity joined in. Seconds later the vests were all on the ground, followed by everyone's shirts.

Nancy reached out and put her left hand on Rick's head and her right hand on Trinity's head, then pulled them to her breasts. Neither one of them needed any more encouragement. Nancy moaned as her two lovers began to kiss and lick her tits. There was a noticeable difference between the two of them. Trinity was planting butterfly kisses all over the upper portion of the breast, slowly moving closer and closer to her swollen nipples at the same time Trinity's fingers were stroking Nancy's thighs.

In sharp contrast Rick had immediately wrapped his lips around her nipple and began to lash her swollen flesh with his tongue. Occasionally he would lightly bite down with his teeth. Rick did not waste any time with his hand either, placing it between Nancy's legs and penetrating her labia with two fingers. Nancy felt an orgasm ignite deep inside her core. Trinity's hand glided along Nancy's belly and slipped underneath Rick's. His thick fingers were replaced by her long, delicate ones. At the same time both of them stopped kissing Nancy's tits. Nancy looked down to see something unexpected. Rick and Trinity were kissing, and it wasn't just a friendly peck on the cheek. It was a deep, passionate kiss. Seeing the two of them enjoying each other added fuel to Nancy's slowly building orgasm.

Rick thoroughly explored Trinity's mouth with his tongue. To him she was undiscovered country and it was a special thrill to be the first man to touch her. Finally he broke the kiss and turned to Nancy, pressing his lips against her neck and starting a trail of kisses that led along her jaw to her ear. Trinity followed his example, and then she started her own path across Nancy's cheek and on to the mouth. The three of them took turns kissing each other, lips and tongues mashing together in storm of passion.

It was Nancy that ended it, pushing Rick and Trinity away, and then turning to face Rick. She stood on her toes and kissed Rick on the neck. Trinity easily followed her example, minus the tip toeing. The two women worked their way down Rick's arms until they were sliding his fingers in and out of their mouths, eliciting a load moan from Rick. This time Trinity changed the pace, dropping Rick's hand and pressing her lips to his chest. Nancy did the same, and then followed Trinity down Rick's trail to adventure. They took turns with the button fly of Rick's jeans until his erection sprang free.

When they had stripped him of his clothing Nancy wrapped her hand around Rick's erection and closed her lips over the head of his dick. She alternated making eye contact with Rick and Trinity. After sucking Rick's cock for a few moments she offered it to Trinity.

Rick watched the two women take turns giving him a blowjob. He was actually thankful for Trinity's inexperience in giving head. If she had been as talented as Nancy he would have already come. Trinity did prove to be a fast learner. Just as Nancy had, she would stare up at him as she engulfed the head of his cock with her mouth and stroked his shaft with her hand. She had not quite figured out what to do with her tongue, which gave Rick a bit of breathing room in his struggle to control his climax.

Nancy knew Rick was getting close to coming. She also knew after three orgasms even Rick would need a rest before he could get up again, and she did not want to wait that long to feel his cock inside her. She put her hand on Rick hard shaft and pulled it away from Trinity's lips, "I think you are tall enough to go on this ride."

"For today once is enough, although..." Trinity's voice trailed off as she looked up at Rick's mouth. She was clearly hoping for another demonstration of his oral skills. "Rick, I want you to like on your back and remain still. Trinity and I are not quite done with you yet," Nancy said sweetly.

As Rick stretched out on the floor Trinity touched his lips and said, "Let's go with mostly still. If you know what I mean." Then Trinity pressed her index and forefinger over her mouth and thrust her tongue between them.

Rick lifted his head and watched Nancy straddle his thighs. She grabbed his cock and pulled it towards her vulva, then raised her hips up and guided his cock into her pussy. She moved slowly, putting on a show for her audience of two. Seeing her labia stretch around the bulbous head of his cock then envelope it only added to his arousal. As Nancy sank down on his rigid shaft she leaned back and rocked her hips to the left and to the right. Rick lowered his head to the floor.

As soon as Rick's head was down Trinity lowered her pussy onto his waiting mouth. She leaned forward, putting her swollen clitoris within easy reach of Rick's tongue. It also put Nancy's breasts within reach of Trinity's mouth. She wrapped her lips around Nancy's prominent nipple and began to suck, then pulled her head back until her mouth broke free with a loud pop. It was purely for Rick's benefit, she wanted him to know what she was doing. It seemed like a fair trade for what he was doing. Trinity moaned as she felt Rick's tongue snaking its way between her labia.

Rick ran his tongue along the length of Trinity's bald pussy. He did not want to tease her; he wanted to make her come. He knew what Trinity was doing to Nancy; the mental image had him on the fast track to coming himself. He wrapped his arms around Trinity's thighs and held her tight as he lashed her clit with his tongue. He wondered how much of Trinity's wetness was due to his mouth on her body and how much of it was due to Trinity's mouth on Nancy's breast. Nancy thought she would be too exhausted to reach another climax, but the combination of Rick's thick cock between her legs and Trinity's soft lips on her tits made an orgasm all but inevitable. She rocked her hips back and forth, driving Rick's erection deep into her body. Nancy felt Trinity's breath on her tits, they were shallow and rapid. Nancy leaned forward and put her hands on Trinity's head, pulling her close. Their lips met in a passionate kiss that pushed them both over the edge. Together they tumbled into a whirlpool of pleasure.

Despite his best efforts, Rick could not hold back his own climax. He hoped he had lasted long enough to satisfy Nancy as he felt his cock jerk. His head fell to the floor as he fell into a state of sexual bliss. He felt Nancy's muscles tighten around his erection, the tell tale sign of her climax. Rick opened his eyes and looked at Trinity's pussy. He wondered if she had come as well. Judging by the sight of her dripping wet labia he guessed that she had.

Much to Trinity's disappointment Nancy broke their kiss and slowly pulled herself off Rick's still hard cock. Trinity leaned forward and slipped Rick's erection into her mouth. It had the curious taste of both Rick and Nancy's orgasm on it. Trinity sucked and licked until she had swallowed every bit of cum on Rick's cock, then she also separated from him.

"Game over?" Nancy asked.

"Fucking-A game over," Trinity replied emphatically, looking down at Rick.

"Without a doubt," Rick added, briefly struggling to get up and then falling back to the floor.

"Are you sure?" Trinity asked as she extended her hand, "Because I can go get the strap on."

"No, I'm done for now," Rick answered.

Rick, Nancy and Trinity slowly dressed, then gathered their equipment and began walking towards the door. They all knew they would be sore, and they were all thinking of what the next game would be.

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Thanks for reading my story. I appreciate comments, especially helpful ones. 



Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 21



This story include a character from Chapter 12. It should make sense even if you have not read the chapter, but there are some references to it. I hope you enjoy the story- TK

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It was a dark and stormy night. The rumble of thunder rattled the windows, although it was barely audible over the sound of the rain pelting against the glass. The power had flickered on and off a few times, so Rick had turned off his computer. It had been a busy but uneventful day. Everyone he knew was out of town, and the rest of his family had taken an overnight trip to see a concert. He had stayed behind to work. Rick's yard service had grown a bit more than he had expected. Several of his clients were due back on Monday, so he had to make sure all of the yards looked good. Cleaning up after the storm would probably take most of the weekend.

Between the flashes of lightning, Rick noticed the glare of headlights; a car was pulling into the driveway. He wasn't expecting any visitors, so he pulled the curtain aside to see if the car was just turning around. Much to his surprise, the car stopped and the lights went out. A small figure emerged and came sprinting towards the front door of the house.

The sound of frantic knocking startled Rick even though he had been expecting it. He peered through the peephole. The dripping wet visitor pulled back the hood of her jacket to reveal a familiar face. It was Lynn's friend, the one that had refused to tell her name. Rick looked again to verify she was alone, and then opened the door.

"Hello. Come inside and get out of the weather," he offered.

"Thanks. I know you probably thought you would never see me again, but there are some things you should know," Rick's guest blurted out.

"Okay," Rick said warily.

"For starters, my name is Kenzie. I have not been able to stop thinking about you..." she confessed.

Rick glanced at the hall closet. Behind that door was a shotgun secured with a biometric lock. Rick wiped his hand on his shorts so the sensor would get a good read if he needed it.

Kenzie continued, "Not in a 'Fatal Attraction' way. If I'm freaking you out just say so and I will leave."

"No, I'm glad to see you again. Lynn had said the two of you might visit some time; she just did not say when. Give me your coat; let's go sit down," Rick said.

Kenize removed her jacket to reveal her lithe body. It was clad in a short skirt and a tight fitting T shirt that showed off her small breasts. The form fitting material also displayed her swollen nipples, although Rick suspected the cold rain was probably responsible for them. Rick took her raincoat and hung it by the door, then led her into the living room.

"So, no Lynn?" Rick asked.

"No, we had a plan to seduce you, the two of us, but I got impatient" Kenize said.

"The two of you are pretty irresistible. I hope the plan was for you to be a bit more involved than last time," Rick said. He wondered if he was saying too much. 

Kenzie blushed, her red skin contrasting oddly with her hair, which was dyed purple, "Yea, about that. That was the plan. After last time I wish I'd been a lot more involved. I wish I hadn't left so soon, but I didn't know what else to do," 

"You seemed to know what you were doing," Rick said, as he sat down on the couch.

Kenzie looked around the room, and then chose to sit next to Rick. 

There was a loud clap of thunder, and the lights went out. The soft glow from a nightlight that had a battery backup barely illuminated the room. All through the house UPS units beeped, warning that they were starting their shutdown procedures.

Kenzie felt a sense of relief. It would be easier to make her confession in the dark, "So the reason Lynn was supposed to join me was to show me what to do. I know this is going to sound strange, but I'm a virgin."

"But last time you were naked and all over me. You are really pushing the limits of being a virgin. Do you get off on being a tease?" Rick replied.

"A little," Kenzie replied sheepishly, "but it's more than that. Part of it is guys. A lot of them let me know I'm not their first choice, always checking out some chick with big tits. And some of them are just assholes. And I'm a little bit scared, you know, that it will hurt, so I've never gone all the way. Are you mad?"

"No, A virgin dominatrix, that is pretty fucking cool."

"I had to tell you that; I hope you don't think I'm...." Kenzie mumbled.

"Strange?" Rick asked "Because I thought I could beat you on strange."

"I was going to say damaged," Kenzie replied. "So you don't think I'm not damaged?" Kenzi asked softly.

"Quite certain,but I think I was wrong about one thing. You have me beat on strange. The best I can do is bang a friend's mom. I'm not sure I understand why you do it." Rick replied.

"You'd be surprised how many people on the internet want someone to tease them. I started doing it to get back at all the guys that treated me badly. I've only done it in person a few times, always with Lynn and the guy has always been tied up. You're the first guy I have wanted to do more with than just tease," Kenzie confessed.

"I'm flattered, but I don't think you have anything to be scared of," Rick replied

"I... I've seen your dick; it looks way too big," Kenzie explained.

Rick smiled. At best his penis was slightly above average in size, but he enjoyed being called big.

"Maybe you just need a lot of foreplay," Rick suggested.

"I've tried all kinds of toys, but nothing, well, nothing fit. Lynn and I even fooled around a little bit. I get really wet, but I never, uh, loosen up." Kenzie replied.

"Maybe you just need to wait a little longer," Rick replied, wondering if her pussy would become wider as she got older.

"Yea, that was kind of my plan until I watched you fuck Lynn. I've never come has hard as she did. Ever since I saw her ride your cock, well, rubbing my pussy just isn't enough. I don't think you can understand. I want to be penetrated," Kenzie said, wincing at the way the words sounded once they passed her lips.

"There's some vodka in the cabinet, do you think that would help?" Rick asked. There was just enough light to see that Kenzie's nipples were still quite swollen.

"No, I don't want to be drunk when it happens. I want to remember it, and I want it to be memorable, that's why I want it to be with you." Kenzie said.

"You really want to do this?" Rick asked.

Kenzie reached out and grabbed Rick's hand. She lifted her skirt and pressed his fingers between her legs. Rick felt her skin. It was wet and hot. He pressed his finger between her labia and felt her squirm. Rick felt an ache spread down the length of his erection. He wanted to be inside her, but at the same time the thought of causing her pain troubled him.

"Maybe if we go really slowly," Rick offered.

Kenzie frowned. Lynn had said the same thing when they had sex. Lynn had buried her head between Kenzie's legs until Kenzie came not once, but twice. Still, Lynn had never been able to get a single finger into Kenzie's dripping wet pussy.

"I don't know," Kenzie said, touching Rick's lips. She slipped one finger into his mouth, then two. The she tried to push her whole hand into his mouth. Rick jerked his head back as she tried to stretch his lips far enough apart to accommodate her entire hand. "See what I mean?"

"Point taken," Rick replied.

"Sorry, I couldn't think of another way to make you understand," Kenzie said.

"Well, I would hate for this to be a wasted trip. Maybe we could just fool around and see what happens. I promise I will not hurt you. Do you trust me?" Rick said.

"That's why I'm here... because I trust you," Kenzie answered.

Rick leaned forward and kissed Kenzie on the mouth. Much to his surprise, she offered no resistance. He did not expect her to completely suppress her desire to be dominant. Rick put his hands on her hips and hooked his thumbs under her shirt. He kissed her on the lips again, then peeled her shirt off, and tossed it on the floor.

As the thin fabric of her shirt slid over her head, Kenzie felt her pulse accelerate. She forced herself to remember that she trusted Rick, even though she had only met him once. Part of the trust was based on what Lynn had told him, and part of it was a gut feeling. Kenzie knew Rick could easily have freed himself the afternoon she had him tied up in the basement. He could have had his way with her, and she would have been powerless to stop him, but he had kept his promise and played his part to perfection. Now she wanted to see him turn the table on her. She wanted him to force her into the next stage of being a woman.

Rick took a moment to look at Kenzie. She was quite different than the other women he had been with. She was small, almost frail. Her puffy nipples were out of proportion to her petite breasts. Her hair was short and not a natural color. But he found her to be irresistible. Rick took a deep breath, inhaling the smell of her perfume and scent of her arousal.

"I just want to eat you up," Rick moaned.

"Go ahead, but I have to warn you... Lynn set the bar pretty high," Kenzie replied.

Rick smiled; he had almost forgotten Kenzie saying she had fooled around with Lynn. The thought of Lynn and Kenzie together would be fodder of future masturbation, but right now he had something even better. Rick pushed Kenzie down onto the couch, pinning her hands above her head. She giggled when he touched her.

"Did I mention I'm very ticklish?" Kenzie said with a grin.

Rick kissed her behind the ear, "You're not ticklish there."

"Kissing doesn't tickle, just touching," Kenzie said.

"I'll keep that in mind," Rick replied.

He lightly bit her earlobe, then kissed his way down her neck and along her throat, "Any vampire fetishes?" he asked.

"No, Twilight was gay," she retorted.

"Such language," Rick gasped in mock horror, "I thought you were an enlightened woman," 

"Even my gay friends think Twilight is gay, and not in a good way," she replied.

"Then I guess I'll have to move on," Rick said, continuing to kiss her, slowly working his way toward her small but firm breasts.

"Sorry I don't have more to offer you," Kenzie said.

"I'm not complaining. You have fantastic tits," Rick replied.

"I bet you say that to all the girls," Kenzie teased.

"I do, but only because I am lucky enough to be surrounded by women with fantastic tits." Rick said.

Kenzie could not help but think about the difference between Lynn and Rick. Rick was much more forceful. He still had her hands pinned above her head. She knew he was tall, but now that they were tangled together, she realized how big he really was. She felt his lips on her breasts, his kisses spiraling inward toward her erect nipples. She could feel his breath on her areola. Kenzie was frequently self conscious about the fact that she had small breasts, but this was not one of those times. From what she could see of Rick's face, he really was delighted with her body. When he engulfed her entire breast in his mouth, she felt butterflies take flight in her belly. When he flicked his tongue against her nipple, her skin began to tingle. She had no doubt he knew what he was doing, but Kenzie wondered if his skill and experience could match Lynn's intimate knowledge of a woman's body.

Rick shifted his body a bit so he could continue his oral assault on Kenzie's body. He had conquered her breasts. He released her wrists and grabbed her upper arms. She let out a squeal as he squeezed her biceps. Rick circled her navel with his tongue, hinting at what he was going to do next.

"Wait," Kenzie said, "I think you have too many clothes on."

"And I suppose you are going to do something about it?" Rick asked.

"If it pleases you," she replied. 

Rick released Kenzie and stood up. He began to peel off his shirt when Kenzie stopped him, "I'd like to do that if you don't mind."

Kenzie stood up and slipped her hands under Rick's shirt. Her fingers explored the contours of his body, starting with his abdomen and slowly working towards his chest. She inched the shirt up as she went. When she pushed the shirt up above Rick's chest, he leaned forward, and she pulled it over his head. Kenzie ran her fingers through Rick's chest hair, following the curve of his pectoral muscles. She could feel his heart pounding, telegraphing his excitement. Kenzie stood on her toes and pressed her lips against Rick's chest, then flicked her tongue against his nipple. It stiffened in response to her touch. As she continued to lick, suck and nibble at Rick's chest, Kenzie wrapped her arms around him. 

The muscles on his back were just as impressive as the ones on his chest. Kenzie felt a special thrill knowing that even in a submissive role she had control of someone so much larger and stronger than herself. She put her arms around Rick's neck and pulled him down. Kenzie pressed her lips against Rick's skin and began to kiss him. She started with a peck on the cheek and then nibbled at his ear, before finally kissing him on the lips. Kenzie thrust her tongue into Rick's mouth before he could do the same to her, unable to resist her desire to dominate him. She had intended to be more submissive, but it was turning out to be quite a struggle to assume that role. Kenzie let Rick go and slid her hands down his body until they rested on his hips.

"Let's see what's behind door number two," Kenzie said, as she tugged on Rick's shorts. 

She was a bit surprised to see Rick's erection emerge; apparently he was not wearing underwear.

"Is this for me?" she asked, pushing his shorts all the way to the floor. It wasn't the first time she had seen Rick's cock, but it was larger than she remembered. She wondered what it would feel like to have his throbbing erection inside her virgin pussy. The last time they were together, he had put two of his fingers inside her, and she had thought she was going to split in two. Kenzie began to doubt Rick's cock would fit inside her. She shook her head, trying to dislodge the negative thoughts. This would be the night she stopped being a virgin. She would find a way to make it happen, but right now she wanted to make Rick come.

Kenize stroked Rick's balls with her fingertips and smiled when she felt him shudder at her touch. She let her fingers sink lower and caressed Rick's balls. His skin was soft and smooth. Kenzie wondered if the obvious manscaping was Rick's idea or something suggested by another lover. 

Kenzie inspected every bit of Rick's cock. The occasional flash of lightning let her see it in detail, but mostly it was cloaked in darkness. Kenzie cupped his balls in her hands and tried to remember the advice Lynn had provided about oral sex. Kenzie gently pressed her lips against Rick's ball sack, then slowly began to open her mouth, sucking one of his balls past her lips. With her other hand she stroked the inside of Rick's thigh. She knew he wanted her to suck his cock, but she could not resist taunting him for just a moment.

"Tell me what to do," Kenzie said.

"You seem to be doing pretty well," Rick replied.

"I need you to tell me. I want to serve you," Kenzie said.

Rick smiled, realizing what it was that Kenzie wanted, "I want you to put my cock in your mouth and suck it until I come, and I want you to swallow every drop." Rick watched Kenzie as she put her hands on his cock. It was time to give her a taste of her own medicine. He had thoroughly enjoyed being dominated by her at their last meeting and hoped to return the favor. He still wasn't convinced that Kenzie's claim of virginity was true. She certainly seemed to know her way around the male physique. His concerns about how truthful she was being about her virgin status faded away when she stared into his eyes and pulled his cock towards her pouty lips.

Kenzie eagerly dropped to her knees and grabbed Rick's throbbing erection with both of her hands. She pulled it towards her open mouth. As she flicked her tongue against the engorged head, she looked up at him. Even in the dim light, she could see that Rick was watching every move she made. Kenzie jumped a bit when she felt Rick's hand on the back of her head, pushing her down onto his dick. She let him push down until her mouth was full, but resisted his attempt to force his cock down her throat. She fought back until his erection slid out of her mouth.

"Be nice to me; I'm new at this," she said with a grin, then wrapped her lips around him again and began to stroke his wet, hard shaft. She felt Rick's hand on top of hers, adding a twisting motion to her stroking.

"Yeah, like that, just like that," Rick moaned, letting her go.

Kenzie began to bob her head up and down, faster and faster, each time taking a bit more of Rick's turgid shaft into her mouth. She continued to stroke and twist his cock in her hand, just as he had shown her.

Kenzie noticed that the way Rick's cock tasted was beginning to change, a slightly salty flavor mixing with the original musky taste. She remembered Lynn telling her how much she liked having Rick's cum in her mouth, but Kenzie was not convinced she was going to enjoy swallowing. Rick's hips began to buck, and Kenzie gripped his shaft tightly to keep him from ramming his cock down her throat. Her lips could barely stretch around his girth; there was no way he could fit any further inside her mouth.

Rick grabbed Kenzie's short hair, holding her head still as he fucked her mouth. He noticed that she had not broken eye contact since she started. He wished there was a little more light so he could see her mouth wrapped around his erection, even though he knew that sight would bring him to climax even faster. Rick could feel his balls begin to tighten as he got closer and closer to shooting his load into Kenzie's mouth.

The taste of Rick's cum was getting stronger and stronger as his resistance began to weaken. Despite her lack of appetite for the salty liquid leaking into her mouth, Kenzie found herself wanting to make Rick come in her mouth. She wanted control of his orgasm. She wasn't going to let him come in her mouth; she was going to make him.

"That's it, that's it, I'm about to come, don't stop, don't stop," Rick moaned.

Kenzie tried to tell him that she wanted it, but with a mouth full of cock all she could do was moan in response. That was enough to push Rick over the edge. She felt a hot stream of cum splash against the back of her throat. She could feel his cock pulsing as it pumped the thick liquid into her mouth. His cock was buried so far into her mouth that she was barely able to taste it before it flowed down her throat. 

Rick stopped moving and let go of Kenzie as his orgasm ended. Each time her tongue brushed against his sensitive cock head he shuddered. It felt so good that it almost hurt. As his erection began to fade, he pulled his cock out of her mouth.

"Was that good?" Kenzie asked.

Rick put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled Kenzie to her feet, then pressed his lips to hers for a long, passionate kiss.

"That was incredible," he said, when he broke the kiss.

"That was unexpected," Kenzie replied.

"I told you I was coming," Rick said.

"Oh, no, not that. The kiss. It didn't weird you out that you just came in my mouth?" Kenzie asked.

"I guess I was caught up in the moment. I'll try not to make a habit of it." Rick answered.

"That's too bad, 'cause kisses like that could have me wanting to make a habit of sucking your cock," Kenzie teased.

"Now it's my turn. Lie on the couch," Rick instructed.

Kenzie wriggled out of her skirt and stood naked in front of Rick. She could hear her heart pounding and knew that her pussy was dripping wet. She sat on the couch and slowly reclined.

"Show me your pussy," Rick ordered.

Kenzie lay on her back and grabbed her ankles, pulling on them until they were almost touching her ears.




Cheerleader Chronicle Ch. 21



"I'm impressed," Rick said, staring at her swollen labia.

Kenzie watched as Rick lowered his head. She could feel his breath on her vulva. Rick put his hands on her thighs, and she giggled.

"I forgot about the ticklish thing," Rick said, pulling his hands back. He lowered his head again and slowly lapped his tongue against Kenzie's swollen labia. She felt hot and wet and soft. As his tongue circled her clit, Rick pressed his finger against her until it began to slide past her nether lips. She was impossibly tight. Rick kissed and licked her, as he slid his finger back and forth.

Kenzie could tell Rick was holding back. He would start to speed up, start to get rough, then slow down when he realized what he was doing. Despite his efforts, he was noticeably rougher than Lynn had been, but Kenzie didn't mind. She could already feel her climax building. She moaned with approval as Rick's tongue swirled around her clit.

"I want you," she moaned.

Rick replied with something unintelligible, but the vibrations of his voice raised her arousal as they passed through her pussy. Kenzie let go of her ankles and rested her legs on Rick's muscular back.

The storm had passed and the sound of thunder was gone. All Kenzie could hear was the sound of Rick licking her pussy and her own labored breathing.

"You're going to make me come," she moaned, as she felt the crest of her orgasm approaching. Her statement seemed to encourage Rick; he pressed his mouth firmly against her and began sucking on her clit. At the same time, she felt his finger pressing against her vaginal wall. Then her orgasm exploded. Kenzie had come hard when she was with Lynn, but Rick was topping even that. Kenzie felt like her entire body was engulfed by her orgasm. She pushed Rick's head away; her entire vulva had become too sensitive to be touched. As her climax faded away, Kenzie sat up. She put both her hands on Rick's head and kissed him on the mouth, returning his passionate kiss from earlier. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, intrigued by the remnants of her own taste.

Rick was not surprised when Kenzie kissed him, he knew she would not let him one-up her. As his tongue intertwined with hers, Rick was unable to resist her body. He put his hands on her perky breasts, eager to feel her swollen nipples. The moment he touched her, she burst into laughter. This time Rick did not stop. Her petite tits with their dark, puffy nipples were simply irresistible.

"Stop," Kenzie gasped between giggles, "Please stop, I can't breathe."

Rick stopped, asking "What happens if I don't?'

Kenzie paused for a moment to catch her breath, "I hyperventilate and pass out."

"Oh, sorry. I did not realize it could get that serious," Rick said apologetically.

"It's not serious; I'm not ticklish when I am unconscious. I can't feel anything; I just wake up a few minutes later like nothing happened." An idea formed in Kenzie's head. "That's it!" she exclaimed.

"What?" Rick asked.

"I want you to touch me, tickle me, whatever. Don't stop until I pass out. Then I want you to fuck me," Kenzie explained.

Rick was stunned. He could not believe what he was hearing. "That's a little strange."

"It's not any different than tying me up and fucking me, is it?" Kenzie asked.

"Yeah, it is. You can still say stop if you are tied up," Rick said.

Kenzie looked Rick in the eyes. He really did appear troubled. Maybe he didn't want to have sex with her.

"I just don't know if doing that when you are helpless is okay," Rick said.

"But I want it, I want it so much. I want you so much; I'm just scared it will hurt. I'm a big wimp about pain. Please, Rick, do this for me," she begged.

"I don't know," Rick replied.

"There has to be a little bit of darkness in there," Kenzie urged, looking Rick in the eye again, "Just a tiny bit of something that wants to fuck me when I am unable to resist."

Kenzie put her hand between Rick's legs and put her hands on his rock-hard erection, "I want to wake up with this buried in my tight little pussy."

Rick looked into Kenzie's blue eyes and felt his resistance fading away. It seemed wrong, but she wanted it. Rick ran his fingers over Kenzie's ribs, and her eyes lit up as she began to giggle and squirm.

"Yes, hee, yes, hee-hee, more," she said, as she struggled to fit words in between her fits of laughing.

Rick's fingers stroked the soft skin under her armpits, and he brushed his thumbs against her swollen nipples. Kenzie was laughing uncontrollably now, her giggle punctuated by an occasional gasp for air. Rick maneuvered himself between her legs, pressing the shaft of his cock against her pussy. She felt hot and wet. His fingers were on her breasts now, lightly stroking them. Kenzie's laughter filled the air, and then suddenly it stopped. 

Kenzie felt completely out of control. All she could do was giggle. It was impossible for her mouth to form even the simplest word. She felt Rick's rigid shaft press against her wet sex. 

The thought of his erection inside her both thrilled and terrified Kenzie. Just having his fingers penetrate her vagina had been a strain, and his cock was much thicker. Kenzie looked up at Rick. Even in the dark room, she could see she was getting tunnel vision, and then suddenly everything went dark.

One minute Kenzie was giggling, and the next, she was quiet and limp. Rick leaned over and listened for her breathing. A sense of relief washed over him when he heard her draw a breath. He watched her chest rise and fall. Rick was happy that Kenzie was okay and aroused at the sight of her cone shaped breasts. He noticed that her nipples were still quite swollen and wondered if she was dreaming of sex. 

Rick picked up Kenzie's limp body and carried her to his room. He laid her on his bed and then joined her. She had been right; the thought of fucking her when she was completely helpless did appeal to something in him. He put his hand on his cock and guided it to her wet slit. The finger fucking he had given her earlier had stretched her out just enough for the tip of his cock to fit between her labia. A soft moan escaped her lips, and Rick froze, wondering if he had missed his window of opportunity.

Kenzie couldn't tell if she was dreaming or not. She was only vaguely aware of her surroundings. She tried to move her arms and legs, but they refused to respond. She tried to speak, but no words came out. She was trapped between dreaming and waking. Something hard and hot pressed against her sex. Kenzie hoped it was more than a dream. She hoped Rick hadn't changed his mind. The dull pressure slowly changed to a stinging sensation. Her entire body began to tingle, and she felt her heart rate quicken. 

Rick had barely penetrated Kenzie's motionless body when he felt the resistance increase. He knew he was about to take Kenzie's virginity. He looked down at her. Even asleep, she was extremely sexy. Rick hesitated, not sure what he should do. What if Kenzie had changed her mind? Would she forgive him? Would he forgive himself? He looked at her again. Everything about her body said she wanted to be fucked. Her nipples were still swollen; her pussy was hot and wet. Rick made his decision. He pushed his hips forward and buried his cock deep inside Kenzie. She made a quiet whimper but remained still. Rick began to slowly thrust back and forth, driving his cock into Kenzie until his pubic bone pressed against her clit, then drawing it out until only the tip remained between her lips.

Kenzie felt the stinging sensation increase a bit more, and then there was a sharp stab of pain. She realized her wish had come true. She felt Rick's girth fill her. Each time the head of his cock rubbed against her G-spot she took a leap towards her climax, but she still could not move.

Rick held himself up so he could look at Kenize as he fucked her. His hands were on the bed just above her shoulders to keep her from sliding up the bed as he slowly pushed his cock into her hot, wet pussy again. He could see that she was breathing harder as her chest rose and fell. Rick could also see her firm breasts bounce slightly, as his hips pressed against hers. Rick lowered his head and softly kissed Kenzie on the lips.

When Rick pulled his lips away, Kenzie moaned softly, "Harder."

The sound of her voice startled Kenzie; she had not realized she had slipped out of her dreamlike state. The stinging sensation was gone, replaced by a euphoric sense of being filled. She moaned again as Rick's girth spread her labia apart, and he penetrated her with the full length of his throbbing erection. She felt Rick's chest hair brush against her swollen nipples.

When he heard Kenzie's voice, Rick smiled. He was glad she had woken up before he finished. He wondered how her orgasm would be affected by her loss of consciousness. The sound of her voice pushed him closer to climax, but he strained to hold it back. Kenzie began to buck her hips, driving his cock even deeper, and then she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"I'm going to come, Kenzie, I'm going to come," Rick groaned through clenched teeth. All the tantric breathing in the world was not going to help; he was past the point of no return.

"I want you to come inside me," Kenzie moaned, "Let it go, I want you to let it go."

When Rick came, Kenzie thought she could feel his cum spray out of Rick's erection. Even after he came, Rick continued to ram his cock into her. Finally, the dam burst, and her orgasm flooded through her body. Kenzie slipped back into her dreamlike state, aware of her surroundings, but unable to interact with it the save a loud moan. When Kenzie could move her arms again, she wrapped them around Rick and pulled him close, then kissed him on the lips.

"Thank you," Kenzie said. "This was exactly what I wanted. I know it was probably a little strange for you."

"Yeah, it's certainly better when you are awake," Rick replied. 

Kenzie pouted.

"Does that mean you wouldn't do it again?" she asked.

"What?" Rick replied.

"Fuck me when I'm knocked out. Waking up like that is pretty intense. I think I get why people like choking sex," she said.

"Let's stick to tickling," Rick said.

"So you will do it again!" Kenzie squealed.

"Someday, certainly not tonight," Rick said, and he withdrew his fading erection and lay beside Kenzie. His eyes were drawn to her tits.

"You really do like my itty bitty titties, don't you?" she said.

"What's not to like?" Rick replied.

"I just thought you would be into big boobs; most guys are," Kenzie said.

"I'm into you. You are a lot more than you appear to be," Rick said.

"Thanks," Kenzie replied, as put her head on Rick's chest. 

The sound of rain returned, and the wind howled through the trees. "I think you should stay until the storm ends," Rick said.

"Okay. Would it be okay if I took a shower? I'm a bit of a mess." Kenzie replied. She had never spent the night with a man and wasn't sure what the etiquette was.

"Of course. The shower is right over there," Rick said, pointing to a door. "The towels on the rack are clean; you can use any of them."

"I'll be right back," she said, as she slipped out of bed and walked towards the shower. She looked back at Rick, his long, lean body silhouetted against a night light. Kenzie had wondered if he would follow her to the shower but was glad that he didn't. She wanted a little time to herself.

Rick watched the petite woman walk into the bathroom and close the door. He decided to respect her wish for privacy. When he heard the sound of the shower, Rick jumped out of bed. He quickly stripped the soiled sheets off the bed and put fresh ones on, then headed down the hall to take a quick shower himself.

A thick fog of steam filled the bathroom as Kenzie let the hot water from the shower wash over her naked body. She was already feeling a bit of soreness from having Rick's cock stretch out her pussy, but she considered it well worth the price. Kenzie had begged Lynn to tell her what sex with Rick would be like, but Lynn had been quite tight-lipped, telling her that she was sworn to secrecy. While Lynn's loyalty was admirable, Kenzie had been frustrated at the same time, but now she was impressed that Lynn had not been bragging about what it was like to fuck Rick. 

One of the few things Lynn had let slip was that Rick was just as talented as a submissive as he was a dominant. Kenzie already suspected as much. When Rick was tied up, he behaved exactly as she wanted him to. Kenzie pulled the shower massager out of its holder and sprayed the water on her breasts. She began to think of having Rick under her control again. Kenzie imagined Rick's muscular body on the bed, spread-eagled and face down.

Kenzie mentally ran through the catalogue of things she could do with Rick in such a position. All the phone sex fantasies she had fulfilled flashed in her mind. The stream of water from the shower pelted her firm breasts as she constructed an elaborate fantasy about teasing Rick mercilessly. The hot water splashed over her swollen nipples as she thought of Rick tied up, humping the bed in frustration as she rubbed her breasts against his back. She would start at his cute little ass and go all the way to his neck, up and down, over and over. Sometimes with a feather light touch, just barely dragging her nipples against his skin, and sometimes pressing her tits against him until they were flat. 

Almost without thinking Kenzie lowered the shower massage until the water flowed over her sex. The water felt especially hot against her battered flesh, but at the same time the pressure and warmth on her clit started a tingling sensation that quickly spread through her body. Kenzie put one hand against the wall to steady herself, and then she flipped the setting on the shower from spray to massage. It took less than a minute of the steady pounding on her pussy before she came. Compared to the orgasms Rick had given her, it wasn't much, but it was enough to bring a smile to her face.

Cool air rushed into the bathroom when Kenzie opened the door. Her lengthy shower had turned the room into a wet sauna, and the cool air of the bedroom was a nice change. She was clad only in a towel, her skin covered with a thin sheen of sweat for the hot, humid air of the shower. Kenzie noticed that Rick had changed the sheets and turned them down. She wondered if she was supposed to spend the night or not.

"You clean up nice," Rick said, as he walked in, a towel wrapped around his waist, "but I like you dirty too."

"You didn't have to use the other shower, I would have shared," Kenzie said, feeling a bit guilty the work Rick had done to clean up after her. The offer was half-hearted; she had enjoyed having some time alone.

"I think you should stay the night," Rick said. "The storm is still pretty bad. I'm guessing the power outage affected a lot of the street and traffic lights."

"You don't mind?" Kenzie asked.

"Not at all. Actually, I insist you stay." Rick answered.

Kenzie unfurled her towel and let it drop to the floor.

"I didn't bring anything to sleep in."

"You can wear one of my T shirts, but I'd prefer what you have on now," Rick said.

Kenzie grabbed Rick's towel and yanked it off his body, "I will if you will."

She bent over and picked up her towel, and then realized Rick's cock was now at eye level. It was no longer erect, but was not completely flaccid either. 

"Is that as small as it gets?" she asked, realizing it was probably not a question Rick wanted to answer.

"Around you, yes. It gets smaller when it is cold. I could explain, but the details would just bore you," Rick replied.

"How about I just make sure it stays warm?" Kenzie asked.

"I'm good with that..." Rick said, his voice suddenly full of hope.

"I only said warm, not hot," Kenzie said warily. "I think I need a bit of rest."

"Of course," Rick said.

Kenzie walked over to the bed and slipped between the sheets. She smiled when Rick joined her. Kenzie put her head on his chest and ran her hand down his body until she felt his cock.

"Just doing a temperature check. I think it is just right."

Rick felt her hand gently squeeze his semi-rigid shaft and then rest on his abdomen. He realized he was exhausted. His eyes grew heavy, and he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Kenzie listened to Rick's slow, rhythmic breathing much longer than was required to be certain that he was asleep. She had one thing she needed to do before she joined him in dreamland. She tiptoed back to the main room, the room where she had seduced Rick, where she had pushed his limits and convinced him to fuck her when she was completely vulnerable. A wry smile twisted her face. She was damaged, but in a good way.

Lying on the couch was the object her desire. She picked up her phone and tapped out a quick text. A few seconds later the reply appeared. It was exactly what she wanted. Kenzie sauntered back to Rick's room and slipped into bed with him. She noticed his cock was once again fully erect. Kenzie pressed her forehead against his and tried to share his dream as she drifted off to sleep.