Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 4) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 4)

... what I was telling her, she answered, “I’d open it in a flash…” I held back my laugh and said, “Then open it; open your window!” Cherry stopped masturbating as my words began to register and could only muster, “Huh?” I said, “Knock-knock…” Thinking I was telling a joke, she asked the next part, “Who’s there?” I replied, “I am.” “I am, who?” she asked. I said, “It’s not a joke: I’m there; I’m here!” Cherry leaped from her bed and was at her window in an instant. She pulled the curtain back and the light from her room illuminated my face. She gasped in shock. “ARE YOU CRAZY?! What are you DOING here?!” she asked in a whispered yell as she opened her window. Crawling through the now open window I said, “Yes I’m crazy—I had to see you!” She said, “Oh my god! We have to be quiet! If my Mom wakes up…” I shook my head and whispered, “Don’t worry: I’ll be like a mouse in church—promise! I half expected Cherry to grab her clothes and put them on ‘just in case’ her mom woke up and busted us—at least then she could say that she had no idea I was coming over (which would have been true). But instead, she began taking my clothes off of me! My shorts and boxers were around my ankles before either of us remembered that I had shoes on. I began kicking them off and Cherry got to work on stripping my shirt over my head. I still had one shoe on (and nothing else) as Cherry pulled me onto her bed on top of her. We kissed deeply like we had not seen each other in years as I attempted to kick the ...

... other shoe off. Finally succeeding, it landed on the floor with a thud and we both froze at the sudden sound. Figuring it out I said, “shoe,” and we were back at it. Cherry’s legs wrapped tightly around me but my cock was pinned between us and the shaft pressed firmly into her swollen clit. I began to thrust back and forth over it to keep it stimulated and Cherry moaned into my mouth. She broke our kiss just enough to whisper, “Now—put it in me now!” Not one to make a young lady beg, I moved back, lined myself up to her dripping wet vagina and pushed forward. Cherry exhaled in relief with a hushed ‘YESSSSSSS’ as my cock slid into home base. She had her arms around my back and smiled bright as she looked into my eyes. A few hairs were running down her face; I brushed them behind her ear with one hand and traced her jaw line to her chin before kissing her again. Our bodies rocked together slowly to make sure her bed didn’t make any ‘obvious sounds’ that would wake her mother. Cherry broke our kiss and said, “You are crazy; you know that right?” I nodded my head and said, “Crazy about you…” She said, “Thank you for coming to see me…” Then something entered her thoughts. “OH SHIT!” she whispered. Startled, I looked around to see no one there and asked, “What—what’s wrong?” Cherry explained, “You can’t cum inside me!” Thinking I understood why I asked, “Is it your fertile time of your cycle?” She answered, “No; it’s not that—my period is only three or four days away.” “Then what’s ...