A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure - Sex Stories

A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure

... cum right there. At that moment, I decided to get her loose. Ready for the next step. I pulled her clitoral hood back, licked the top of it, and began to place each of my fingers inside of her. I started off with two fingers. I slowly moved my fingers up and down. Then I added a third one. I felt her loosen up as the cum came all over my fingers. Eventually, I added a fourth finger and began to pick up the pace. Becca's moaning grew louder and louder as I moved faster and faster. Her cum gushed out past my hand and onto my bed as I finger-fucked her. Then I went in deeper. My fingers moved faster. She yelled out in excitement. I found it. Her G-spot. Becca let out a scream that was so loud I was very thankful that I didn't live with my parents or have any roommates. She fell back against the bed, and I withdrew my fingers. I raised them up to my mouth, but Becca grabbed them and sucked the cum right off. She sat up, leaned forward, and kissed me. Her tongue tickled my tongue as she slowly sucked drops of cum out of my mouth and placed it in her own. “Hmm... it's kind of warm in here, and this top is a little tight,” Becca remarked. “You want to help me out?” “It would be my pleasure,” I said. I grabbed her top and yanked it up and over her head. It turned out that she wasn't even wearing a bra underneath it. Becca tossed her top onto the floor and allowed me to get a good look at her rack. Her boobs were perfect. Her nipples were large, erect, and very perky. This was ...

... better than anything I had ever imagined, and I had one dirty mind. We began to make out again. I grabbed her boobs and rubbed her nipples as we kissed. Eventually, our lips separated. I stared at her amazing body. “You want to hear a little secret of mine?” Becca asked. “Sure. What is it?” I asked. “Well, I really enjoy touching myself,” she whispered. “And I always know how to get that big O. But I got to say. None of the orgasms that I had have been as arousing and amazing for me as that one you just gave me.” “Wow,” I said, completely shocked. “So that means you're a... you're a... “Have I ever done it with another guy before? Nope,” she said. “The only guys I want inside of me are the cute ones. And you are pretty damn cute. Now girls on the other hand...” “Holy fuck,” I exclaimed. “You're surprised?” she asked. “Why the hell do you think I became a cheerleader? They turn me on just as much as they turn you on.” I couldn't believe my ears. This woman... this hottie... this cheerleader... she was too good to be true. And yet, here she was. Willing to let me do anything to her. “Now it's my turn to taste you,” she said. She grabbed my pants and boxers and pulled them down. My erection leaped out at her, and I just narrowly avoided smacking her in the face with it. “Wow, you're big!” she exclaimed. I nodded, unable to speak. I knew at that moment what was coming (no pun intended). Becca gripped my shaft with her right hand. Her fingers moved all over the head, looking for every ...