A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure Ch. 02

... cheerleader panties. Little did Becca know that I had concealed her panties in my right shorts pocket. I wanted to stare at her ass for a little while longer. After a minute passed, I decided that it was time to give them back. I tossed Becca's panties behind a tree. A few seconds later, I grabbed them again and held them up. “Hey, Becca!” I yelled. “I found them! They were right behind the tree!” “Oh, my God, thank you so much,” she said, as she took the bloomers from me and put them in her top. “I was having a really bad day. But it's great to know that I have a guy that will always be there for me when I need it.” “And that's never going to change,” I promised. “So you're feeling better I take it?” “Yes,” she replied. “I'm feeling much better now.” “Same here,” a mysterious voice said. I poked my head up. One of Becca's neighbors, Dom Wartmon, was watching us from the other side of the fence. He had a big smile on his face. “Wish I brought my camera,” he said. “Would have loved to add that to my collection of dirty movies.” “You are such a pervert, Mr. Wartmon,” Becca remarked. “And you're quite the screamer,” he retorted. “Told you that you screamed loudly,” I replied. “Alright, let's go inside before the rain hits,” she said. We turned around, walked up the porch steps, and prepared to enter Becca's house. “Have a good day!” Mr. Wartmon yelled. “Hey, maybe someday I'll get to taste that sweet pussy too! What do you say, Becca?” “Not gonna happen!” she yelled. “So fuck ...

... off!” “With pleasure,” he answered. Yep. Mr. Wartmon was one strange horny old man. Becca and I sat down on the couch in her living room. “Not going to lie,” Becca said. “You know how to make a woman feel pretty damn good on her birthday.” She gave me a small kiss on my left cheek. “Oh, crap!” I yelled. “I almost forgot!” I quickly pulled the small present out of my right shorts pocket and handed it to Becca. “This is for you,” I said. “Aw, you're so sweet,” she exclaimed. Becca unwrapped the present and stared at the panties that I had gotten her. She immediately noticed the vibrating bullet that was built into them. “Are these what I think they are?” she asked. “Yep,” I answered. “I got them for you so you could wear them with your cheerleading uniform. But you got kicked off the squad so...” “It's okay,” she remarked. “Here. I don't think I'll be needing these anymore.” She pulled out the panties from her top, rubbed them against her pussy, and tossed them onto my face. I raised the panties to my face and smelled the moist crotch. No matter how many times we fucked, I would never get sick of smelling, inhaling, and tasting the juices that Becca's pussy produced. Becca slid the vibrating panties on. She moaned as she activated the vibrating bullet that was inside of them. “Aw, now that's much better,” she admitted. “Yeah, sucks that I'm going to have to get you a new cheerleading uniform,” I remarked. “That's why I got you those panties. They fit perfectly with it.” “New ...