It all started when our head Cheerleader, Carol, got a mysterious note in the mail. The Turkey River Jr. College Cheerleaders, wanted to make an unusual bet on the football game with Charleston Tech. It sounded like a sure thing that would be exciting, especially since our team had been on a winning streak this year. Winning streak was an understatement, no...
Day 3 Monday> Sleep came quick enough. I just cried myself there. However, it was not the most restful sleep I have ever had. I felt like I tossed and turned all night. How did I get into this mess? How was I going to get out? Would the next fifty-three days leave me with any sanity at all? I woke to the sound of my mom yelling that she was leaving for wor...
Chapter 1 School girl love "Don't be scared. Don't be scared. Don't be scared." I started saying this as if I can really convince myself not to be scared when walking down a long, scary, narrow path. Haunted, as they say but even though I know better, I'm starting to believe all of a sudden. I look around a breath sweet sigh of relief when no one, or thing...
Robin's pussy is much tighter than Lesley's, is what i'm thinking as I'm fucking Robin, bent over the locker room bench. She's topless but her skirt remains, as I'm sliding in and out of her wet pussy, I can feel my orgasm starting to build in my balls, a warm soothing feeling. I grab hold of her waist and change pace to slow- hard strides. Moving deep in he...
As the school pep assembly ended the Cheerleaders all raced below the gym to their locker room to shower away the sweat and change out of their uniforms. The beautiful brunette Becca Wright kept a fearful glance over her shoulder. She had a funny feeling that she was being targeted. Now that her friends Violet and Zoe had fallen under the spell of Monica G...
All persons are over eighteen years of age. This is a work of fiction. ***** As I approached my office, I stopped by my assistant's desk and asked, "Mary, would you be able to free up about an hour this morning? I need some help with some reports." "Yes, sir. Would 10:00 be O.K.? I should be finished by then." "10:00 would be fine. Thank you." Mary ente...
Back in seventh grade, I remembered the seniors chatting on the sidelines. Just the team water boy on Friday nights at East High then, I never fully grasped the idea of “screwing” the cheerleaders, which was always a main topic of conversation. Even when I became part the team myself, I still believed that this was only a dream that most high schoolers had...
Each of us can point to specific experiences in our lives that changed us forever. Some of our mistakes create uncorrectable problems that haunt us forever. But sometimes we do something 'wrong' that has profound effects on the best parts of our lives. This story is of the latter type. All I wanted to do was to get laid. I never expected to receive anything...
***All characters are over 18*** "I don't know, Mandy...are you really sure this is the best thing to do?" Trisha was skeptical. Mandy nodded, pulling a strand of short blonde hair away from her face. "It's the only thing to do, Trish. I have to!" The two cheerleaders shut their lockers together, ready to head to English class. Trisha's frilled pink mini...
Meri was in an orgasmic bliss as the van pulled into the coach's driveway. The probes in her bitchsuit restraints were driving her over into orgasm almost every minute, brining moans and yelps from her bound body. Meri had been forced into the humiliating bitchsuit the other day as the result of a voting event held following the cheerleaders of Slave Unive...