Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8)

... basically giving us rights! I told them again about my two requirements and they both agreed in unison. I offered them to see my lab results from just before Cherry and I got married, but, unconcerned, they turned the offer down. With everyone ‘on the same page’ for the arrangements, I said, “I guess all we need to do now is figure out when you want to do this and where?” They both said without skipping a beat, “As soon as possible for you two.” That took me by a little surprise and before I could mention checking my work schedule, Cherry offered, “We aren’t doing anything today—if today is good?” We all looked at each other and couldn’t figure out a reason for ‘why not’ and I asked, “Where are we going, then?” Olivia said, “We are staying at a nice hotel a few miles from here. Shall we go there?” Once again before I could answer, Cherry said, “That sounds good—let’s go!” We followed Olivia and Amanda to their hotel and Cherry and I talked more about what we were doing. I said, “I have to be honest: I’m a little nervous about this.” Cherry said, “Well, I think what you are doing for them is great. Most guys wouldn’t do what you are doing.” I looked at her for a second to see if she was making a joke and said, “Are you kidding me? MOST guys would JUMP at the chance to do this!” She replied, “Yeah but, the difference is all about motivation. For them, the motivation is about getting laid in a three way with two hot lesbians. But you didn’t want to help them at first; you’re ...

... only doing it because I said it would be ok with me and a nice way to repay Olivia. You won’t even do it unless I’m there—that speaks volumes to your motivation.” Knowing she was right, I said, “Yeah, I guess so. But I’m still nervous.” Cherry said, “There’s nothing to be nervous about; believe me. I used to help Olivia all of the time, remember? Just ‘know your heart’ and you’ll be fine!” I thought for a few moments and decided to see what she thought about having the shoe on the other foot. I asked, “What if two guys wanted you to carry a baby for them? Would you do that?” Without needing to consider it, Cherry said, “Not a chance! But that’s different!” I asked, “How is that different?” She said, “How is it the same?! It’s completely different! Carrying a baby for nine months is a long commitment. You aren’t going to be doing this for the next nine months; once one of them is pregnant, you’re part is done. Plus, once you are done, your body goes right back to normal; you aren’t going to gain 40 pounds and swell up like a balloon and have stretch marks or have a doctor cut your crotch so you can push out a cannon ball from between your legs. Making a baby is easy—HAVING a baby is different! No: the only one I’m ever going to have babies for is you.” I thought for a second and said, “I guess you have a point there.” She added, “Besides, no guy ever helped me the way Olivia did, so…you know.” We pulled into the parking lot and parked next to our friends. They were visibly a bit ...