Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8)

... nervous as well and that, ironically, put me more at ease. They led the way to their room and we followed; all of us electing not to discuss our intentions—just to keep anyone from possibly over hearing us. Their room was one of the largest suites on the fourth floor. It was set up like a small apartment with a kitchen and eating area, a living room, large bathroom, and a bedroom with a king size bed. We sat at the table and went over some details once more. Amanda said, “Even though we are completely sure we want to do this, we are a little nervous. And we hope you understand.” I said, “That’s ok: I feel the same way.” Amanda said, “We’ve never made Love in the presence of someone else and neither of us has been with a guy before.” Olivia said, “We were thinking that we could get started by ourselves and just have you come in when we are ready for you. You ‘do what you need to do’ and that would be it.” I nodded in agreement and Cherry said, “Yeah; that’s fine. We can even go right after and leave you two alone if that’s ok.” Amanda said, “Well, not that we want to use you and kick you out, but…” Cherry finished, “But this is about you two…” Amanda nodded and Olivia said, “Right…” Cherry and I both said as if reading each other’s thoughts, “That’s not a problem!” Then I had the one question that needed a definitive answer, “Who is going to carry the baby?” Olivia said sheepishly, “We still haven’t figured that out yet…” I said, “It’s kind of important to know…at this ...

... point.” Amanda said, “We talked about this a lot and thought, if you don’t mind, leaving it up to ‘chance’?” I asked, “You mean, like a coin toss?” Olivia said, “No…more like…a surprise.” By the look on her face, even Cherry didn’t know what they meant. She said, “So, whoever he finds first—gets it?” Amanda said, “Actually, we want to be surprised—if you know what I mean.” I just shook my head and Amanda explained, “If it’s ok with you, we want the conceiving experience to be the same for both of us. We would take turns and whichever one of us ends up pregnant…has the baby.” Cherry shrugged and said, “That makes no difference to me; what do you think, David?” I was a bit surprised but said, “Yeah; that’s fine.” Cherry said to me, “How about if you go get a shower? I have a few suggestions that may help them with this. But it’s ‘girl-talk’, so I’ll come and get you in a few minutes.” I looked to Amanda and Olivia for any sign of objection. Finding none, I agreed and excused myself to the bathroom. I folded my clothes before getting in the shower and just stood under the hot water. I found myself wondering how I got myself into the current situation, not that it was completely objectionable—it was just highly unusual! I was getting ready to procreate with two married lesbians and my wife was all for it! Noticing my dick growing to the occasion, I decided to clear my mind before I ended up blowing it in the shower—that wouldn’t be a good idea at this juncture! This was something I ...