The Hummingbird - Sex Stories

The Hummingbird

... much she liked what she saw. The cute, round face, the lively green eyes. Jacqui was not slender but she was still in great shape. Cheerleading does require its share of athleticism and it showed on Jacqui. Her breasts were not large but they were not small either. Jo was also drawn to the long red hair.

Without even realizing she was speaking out loud, Jo said, "I'd love to see what you look like with your hair down."

Jacqui smiled and reached back to get the hair tie holding her ponytail. Jo began to blush in embarrassment, and that embarrassment also prevented her from stopping Jacqui. So Jo just watched as Jacqui loosed her hair. She snapped her head around to shake it out of the bunch the ponytail had kept it in and said, "Better?"

"Incredible." Jo was now transfixed by the vision in front of her. No longer hiding in Cynthia's shadow, Jacqui was center stage and Jo thought she was gorgeous. Without her mind even consciously making it happen, her hand reached out and took a hold of some of the rust-colored tresses and pulled them through her fingers.

Jacqui giggled and that brought Jo back into the present. Jo looked down and said, "Oh...um, sorry."

"No, don't be. It was nice." When Jo looked up Jacqui was smiling and was gathering up her hair to put it back into the ponytail.

Jo said, "Why don't you leave it down? You have beautiful hair and it frames your face when it's down like that."

"Jo, I know you're the captain of the team, but you have to ...

... think back to when you weren't. The captain gets to set rules and the rest of the team has to follow them. Cynthia is my Captain and she wants us all to keep our hair in ponytails. She wants us to look uniform."

"She gets to wear her hair down?"

"Well, she's the star of the team. If anyone should understand that; you should."

"Huh. Girls' soccer isn't exactly Boys' Football. Or Cheerleading for that matter."

"What does that mean?"

"Do you see throngs of admirers hanging around me the way they do with Chad or Cynthia."

"I'm here Jo." Jacqui's voice again had a hint of having been stung by Jo's words.

This time Jo had not been trying to be snide or hurtful. She was just expressing her anger at the unfairness of the high school world of power and prestige. She was angry that the only reason the school came together to cheer her on and her amazing year was because they had been forced to come. That all those same kids went to every football game even though the team was not very good. Chad was a less than average quarterback on a lackluster team and yet he was king of the school. And Cynthia was his queen even though she was not particularly graceful or athletic.

By rights Jo should have been the Queen of the school. She should have had several attendants and the boys should have been falling at her feet. The crowds should have been applauding her. But she had no attendants, no cheering crowd. No boys even wanting to go out on a date with her.

But Jacqui ...