Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 4) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 4)

... pair of cotton panties and put them on. Then she put on a sports bra that was unusually tight like the one she wore at practice; it squeezed her large tits in so much that it was a wonder the bra didn’t tear from the pressure. I wondered why she was selecting these items to wear, but then she pulled out her cheerleading uniform on a hangar. I looked at her quizzically. She said, “Rival game tonight; big pep-rally during school; we wear our uniforms today.” I nodded in understanding as she began to don her uniform. The uniform was red and white with the large, block letters ‘MHS’ across the chest. Like most guys my age, I’d fantasized about watching a cheerleader striping out of her uniform; I’d never considered how sexy it might be to watch her put one on until now. Cherry finished getting dressed and bent over at the waist while flipping her hair up and putting it into a ponytail high up on the crown of her head. She stood straight and pulled the ponytail tight; checking her work in her mirror. Satisfied with her hair, she began to apply some light makeup. She was beautiful without makeup, but she became like a super model with it. I watched as her red eyelashes became black with her mascara—not sure which way I liked them more. She applied some eyeliner and lipstick and she was ready to stop traffic! She put on some antiperspirant and some perfume before a pair of ankle socks and white sneakers completed her ensemble. She stood, feet together and presented herself for my ...

... approval which I gave readily. “Do I look ok?” she asked. I said, “In a word, you look gorgeous!” Cherry smiled and gave me a kiss that lingered longer than I thought it would (and I was NOT complaining). Our kiss was interrupted by her Mom yelling from the kitchen. “Cherry, you are going to be late! Get it moving!” her Mom yelled. As we broke our kiss, Cherry yelled, “I’m almost ready! I’ll be right there!” Then she whispered to me with a sad face, “I have to go…” I nodded in understanding and asked, “How am I going to get out of here without your Mom catching me?” She said, “I’m going to have her drive me to school. I’ll text you when it’s safe to leave; just leave out the back so no one sees you.” She was inching towards the door when I said, “Hey—before you go: I Love you!” Cherry seemed to spring from her spot and leaped into my arms in one movement; wrapping her legs around me. The suddenness of the move had me off balance for a second. She seemed not to notice as she grabbed my face and planted a deep kiss to my lips. Our tongues found each other and slowly danced together. Cherry broke our kiss to whisper in my ear, “I Love you, too, David.” Knowing it would only be moments before her Mom was yelling for her again, Cherry got down, went to the door and waited for me to hide again before she opened it to leave. I was surprised that she didn’t close the door behind her, but figured maybe she never closed it and didn’t want to ‘tip her hand’ to her Mom. I could hear the ...