A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 03

... turned me on, and I enjoyed hearing how much she was enjoying herself. She let out a loud scream as she climaxed, and I came along with her. I moaned loudly as I ejaculated, sending several streams of cum flying from my cock and into Becca's cheerleader panties. At that moment, my bedroom door opened. Becca walked into my bedroom. She smiled when she saw what I was doing. Becca was always gorgeous, and her fashion sense was always amazing. Today, she was wearing a pink tank top and a miniskirt with a red and black checkerboard pattern. Her hair was wrapped into two pigtails with two black bows. Becca walked over to me, grabbed the panties off of my cock, raised them up to her face, and swallowed my cum. She smiled, savoring the juices that she had swallowed. “Hmm, perhaps I'll get you more of my undergarments,” she remarked. “You seem to enjoy using them a lot.” “I don't know,” I replied, as I turned my television off. “Your panties are pretty awesome, but I like the girl that wears them even more.” “You are such a sweet talker,” Becca remarked. I stood up and walked over to her. “Hold on, hold on! I need your help with something!” Becca said. “With pleasure,” I remarked. I reached for a bottle of lubricant, but Becca grabbed my right hand. “That's not what I meant,” she said. “But maybe later.” “Alright, so what's going on?” I asked. “Well, ever since I got kicked off the squad, Rasington has been looking for someone to fill my spot,” she remarked. I snickered. Becca ...

... frowned at me. “Not what I meant!” she yelled. “Get your head out of the gutter, mister!” “Sorry,” I apologized. “As I was saying, I just found out that Emma is going to be attending Rasington University,” she replied. “And she's going to try to become a Rasington cheerleader. Auditions for my spot will occur in two weeks. I just need you to film one of her cheerleading routines. That way we can watch it and see what she needs to work on for the audition.” “Okay, sounds good,” I said. “By the way, who is Emma?” “She's my best friend, silly!” she remarked. “I told you this already!” “Must have been distracted,” I explained. “Your beauty is pretty amazing, you know.” “Stop it!” she said. “I need you to focus! Anyway, Emma is going to be stopping by my place next Saturday at 1 P.M. I just need you to be there to watch her and film her routine. Then we can watch it back, go over her mistakes, and see where she needs to improve before the auditions occur.” “You're going to be there, right?” I asked. “Unfortunately, no,” she answered. “I found a modeling job. Said they were willing to pay me a lot of money to dress up and model for them in cute and kinky outfits. So I'm going to model as a cheerleader, and hopefully, they'll give me a contract.” “That's great news!” I exclaimed. “Yes, it is,” she replied. “So I'll be at my modeling thing, and you can stay here and help Emma prepare for her audition. Sound good?” “Works for me,” I answered. “Excellent,” Becca replied. “Oh, by the way, you ...