Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8)

... stood and turned around to face me. Feigning fatigue, she said, “Iz so hot in zis uniform! I feel I cannot breathe!” I said, “Cha-rie, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable…” She asked, “Would be ‘ok’ if I make le uniform…more comfortable?” I said, “Of course: you are doing a great job; you should be comfortable while doing it.” “Merci! Merci beaucoup!” Cha-rie untied the knot between her breasts that was barely holding her top together. She slipped the top backwards and let it slide down her arms behind her before catching it and tossing it to the couch. She was wearing a completely sheer, black bra that made the top look enormous. Before I had much time to react to the heavenly vision, she slipped her hands under her short skirt and wiggled herself out of her satin panties; tossing them next to her discarded top. She said, “Ah, so much bettar. I can breathe again!” I asked, “Are you ok to clean again now?” Char-rie said, “I yem fin cleaning for today.” Disappointed, I said, “Oh, well: thank you for your services, Cha-rie. You were fantastic!” She replied, “Silly monsieur Mann! I yem no fin with services; just cleaning!” She walked up to me, got on her knees and finished the job of freeing my rigid cock before tentatively stroking it for a few moments. I made a joke and said, “Lisa never did this when she came here…” Cha-rie said, “That iz why she iz fire… I try now to give vous good job.” After a few more gentle strokes, it looked like Cha-rie was going to give me a really ...

... nice hand job. It surprised me when it quickly transitioned into a blow job… Cha-rie’s red wavy hair bounced in my lap as she gave me one incredible oral experience! She was so good, that my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I wanted to cum already, but I was not even close yet. I looked down just in time to see her peeking up at me. Our eyes met for a second and she tried to keep from smiling at my expression before going back ‘to work’. She bobbed almost furiously up and down while occasionally plunging all of the way down and holding there. She began going all of the way down more and more often until she began to get used to having my cock going down her throat. Cha-rie began going all of the way down and then bobbed herself slightly; forcefully pushing her face into my pelvis. Despite receiving the best blowjob ever performed, I was still not ready to cum! Cha-rie took a break to ask, “Iz ‘ok’ job I do for vous?” I said, “It’s so much better than just ‘ok’! It’s incredible!” She asked, “But why vous not…” I said, “I don’t know. I just can’t get there yet.” She offered, “I ‘elp vous get there.” Not waiting for me to accept her ‘offer for help’, she stood, turned around and began to sit on my lap while guiding my cock to the best place on Earth (or anywhere, as far as I was concerned). My cock disappeared right in front of me as Cha-rie lowered herself to me. I held on to her hips as she began to rock and grind on my lap. She began to hum and said, “Oh, Oui Monsieur; ...