Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 2) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 2)

... when Cherry yawned and woke up. “What time is it?” she asked. I said, “It’s getting a little late. You have to go to work in the morning, right?” “Yeah, something like that. We should go to bed.” I thought about offering to sleep on the couch since I wasn’t sure what her thoughts were on the subject of sleeping together, but before I could say anything, she got up while still holding my hand and said, ‘come on’. We walked down the hallway and she excused herself into the bathroom while telling me that she would ‘be just a few minutes’. I stripped down to my boxers and got in bed suddenly wishing I had spent the extra money on a larger bed and at the same time, glad that I didn’t! A few minutes passed and Cherry appeared out of the bathroom, ready for bed. She was not wearing what I had expected she would be wearing: I had expected some kind of sleep pants with an oversized shirt or pajamas of some sort. Instead, she was wearing a sheer pink camisole that fit like a bra on the chest and then draped down like a dress, ending at upper hip level. And she had matching pink lace panties which were like a string bikini with a skirt that was only about two to three inches long. With the lights still on, her nightwear did little to hide her body. My mouth hung open in surprise and I was unable to will my eyes to blink. She wore ruby red with lipstick and a small amount of eyeliner. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing blush or if it was her cheeks blushing naturally. She was hands-down ...

... the most beautiful creature on Earth. “I think someone likes my pajamas,” Cherry said with a smile and teasing tone. I shook my head ‘no’ and said, “It’s more about the radiant beauty modeling the ‘pajamas’!” Cherry seemed to like that answer and she made a slow turn to show me all angles. I didn’t care if my eyes dried out like sand in the desert, I wasn’t going to blink and miss any of her! I was sitting in bed, stupefied, and she enjoyed it. “Where’s your camera? Take a picture: it’ll last longer!” she said. I snatched my phone off of the bed and began taking pictures. I couldn’t believe my luck: my new girlfriend loved posing for personal porn pictures! My cock was a raging boner and I barely noticed as I took pictures and videos of Cherry modeling her incredible body. I could see her proud nipples showing through the thin fabric; my mouth watered to taste them. Cherry had the best abs I’d ever seen: perfectly tone with just a hint of an ‘eight pack’. They were muscular, yet still very feminine. Right in the middle of her abs was the cutest belly button I’d ever seen. The flap of skin at the top of it seemed to mimic that of a clitoral hood. And speaking of that, she had a small patch of neatly trimmed hair just a few shades darker than her red hair on her most intimate spot. As she pirouetted around, her incredible ass came into view. Her panties were nothing more in the back than a thin, barely visible string that disappeared between her cheeks. Even her back was sexy ...