Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 6) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 6)

... right place for his personality. I was standing back a bit just to give them space—to keep out of their way. Cherry was there to help shop. The guy introduced himself as Raymond before he started picking out matching items for the two of them and I just laughed to myself. Olivia tried to explain, saying “Oh, no: she’s just my girl friend. I mean—not my girlfriend—she’s my girl…friend.” Cherry expanded, “What she means is: I’m not a lesbian—we are not a couple—I’m her straight best friend.” Raymond said with a laugh, “That’s ‘ok’ sweetie: we can’t all be perfect!” Then he turned to me and asked, “How about you, handsome? Any chance you are coming out today?” Pointing to Cherry, I said, “No; sorry—I’m actually with her.” He replied, “Oh, that’s a shame.” Then he said to Cherry, “But good for you, sweetie! You make a fabulous couple,” before turning his attention back to Olivia. They selected a few t-shirts and tank tops along with an assortment of accessories; most of it containing interlocked ‘female symbols’. I was certain that one of the shirts Olivia picked first was selected for the message it would send to her parents. In rainbow print, it said simply, ‘Love is not a Sin’; underneath it featured two non-descript women (like you would see on a typical restroom door) holding hands. The actual shopping was finished within 30 minutes of walking through the door, but they must have talked for the next two hours, sharing their experiences with first hiding and then finally ...

... fully accepting their identities. At one point, Cherry excused herself to find the bathroom. When she told me that she’d be right back, I knew she wasn’t just looking for a chance for us to ‘get away’ for a few minutes. As she walked out of the store, I noticed Olivia watching her walk away. I didn’t think much of it since I knew Olivia was a lesbian and my girlfriend had a very ‘watchable’ ass. Once Cherry was gone, Olivia asked me, “What did you do to her?” Confused by the question, I said, “Nothing—What are you talking about?” Olivia said, “Don’t tell me ‘nothing’. Look at how she’s walking.” Before I could answer, Raymond chimed in, “I thought she was walking funny, too, but I didn’t want to say anything.” Realizing what she was getting at, all I could utter was, “UH…” Olivia said, “David—I like you—but if you knock her up, I’ll knock you out. Permanently—no offense. She is not ready for that right now. Ok?” I said, “I completely understand where you are coming from; believe me. We’ve had this discussion and we are being safe. Ok?” She said, “I’m only saying something because you had one scare already. She was never late before you…” I asked, “Never?” She responded, “Never.” I just nodded in understanding while realizing it was likely that Cherry had been pregnant but the timing was just a little too late in her cycle to stop the menstruation from happening. At least, that was my understanding of the process from what I could remember from biology in high school. I probably ...