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Young Cherry Cheerleader - 3
by L.Davis (address withheld)

***

These teenage Cheerleaders like boys and end up 
exploring their sexuality indiscriminately with both 
boys and even a male teacher. (mf-teens, M/f-teen, 
underage, oral, anal-play, voy, exh, high-school)

***

Part 3 of 4

Jenny met her friend Angie Walker after school, and the 
two young cheerleaders walked the short distance to 
Angie's home. Angie was a sophomore, a year older than 
Jenny, and somewhat more sexually experienced, as well. 
She was about 5'5", and every bit as attractive as 
Jenny. Angie's brunette hair was thick and wavy, and 
hung to the middle of her back. Her smile was sweet and 
angelic, and her cheeks dimpled slightly. 

She had a well-curved body that featured a pair of firm 
"C"-sized breasts. They filled her white blouse and 
bright red cheerleading vest, bouncing as she walked 
down the street. Angie's ass was every man's dream, and 
sexily swished the pleats of her short red-and-white 
plaid skirt back and forth. Her white knee socks and 
white tennies only enhanced the beautiful image.

The two lovely cheerleaders arrived at Angie's home. Mr. 
Walker had just arrived from work and smiled at the two 
young ladies as he stepped out of the car. "Hi, girls," 
he said, centering his eye contact on his daughter's 
younger friend. Jenny could feel Mr. Walker's eyes 
ravish her, traveling up and down her lithe innocent 
figure. Though she had seen him a few times before, now 
she had the overwhelming feeling that her friend's dad 
was hot for her.

"Hi, Mr. Walker..." she responded shyly, smiling and 
looking him straight in the eyes.

Mrs. Walker came out through the front door of their 
home. "Angie," she said, "could you run to the store 
with me for about thirty minutes or so? I need you to 
help me pick out a birthday gift."

"But, Mom," Angie replied, "What about Jenny? You just 
want me to leave her here?"

"I'll be okay," Jenny assured her friend. "It's all 
right. Go ahead."

"All right, Jenny. But I'll be right back," Angie 
answered. The young brunette cheerleader handed her 
schoolbooks to her dad and walked to the car with her 
mom. As her friend pulled out of the driveway, Jenny 
realized that she was all alone with Angie's dad. She 
was curious about him. Would he really want to fuck her? 
The idea thrilled Jenny. Seducing her best friend's dad! 
What would Angie say if she found out?

"Would you like to come in, Jenny?" Mr. Walker asked, 
holding the door for her. She walked into the house in 
front of him as his eyes locked on her cute little 
pleated cheerleader skirt which barely covered her 
bright red panties. Jenny walked into the living room. 
She looked at the clock on the wall.

"Thirty minutes..." she said softly.

"Pardon me?" Mr. Walker asked.

"They won't be home for about thirty minutes," Jenny 
stated matter-of-factly.

"That's right, Jenny."

Jenny wanted him to fuck her. Her adventure with the 
teacher earlier had her so hot, she was dying for 
another guy's cock. Knowing that time was short, Jenny 
summoned all her courage.

"Do you like me, Mr. Walker?" she asked.

"Why, yes. You're a fine young lady, Jenny," he 
answered.

"No, I mean 'would you want me'?" She gulped, waiting 
for a reply.

"For what?" he asked, hoping for the answer he wanted.

"You know, Mr. Walker... Would you want to fuck me?"

She smiled at him, because she already knew the answer. 
Mr. Walker began trembling. She was tempting him 
unfairly, he knew, and he also knew he could not resist 
the charms of this delightful young cheerleader.

Jenny stepped up to him and boldly put a hand on his 
crotch. She rubbed him there for a few seconds, and he 
did not pull away.

"Yeah..." he admitted. He wrapped his arms around his 
daughter's young friend and kissed her softly. His heart 
pounded as he pulled his lips away and reached under her 
flimsy little red-and-white plaid pleated cheerleader 
skirt, cupping an ass cheek through her tight red 
panties with his hand.

"We'd better hurry, then, sir," she reminded him. We 
don't have much time." Mr. Walker walked quickly to the 
door and bolted it shut, then led Jenny by the hand to 
the family room. He lowered her to the carpet in front 
of the TV, shaking his head. He couldn't believe this 
was happening.

"What's the matter, Mr. Walker?" Jenny asked, smiling.

"I just can't believe this," he admitted. "This is a 
dream I've had for about a year now."

"You mean you've dreamed about making love to me, Mr. 
Walker?"

"Yes, Jenny..."

Young Jenny lay there on the carpet before him, looking 
so perfect. Her long blonde hair splashed out on the 
carpet. Her red cheerleading vest, so tight over her 
white blouse, heaved in the air as her breathing grew 
heavier in anticipation. Jenny's knees were high in the 
air, pulling the hem of her little cheerleading skirt up 
high on her thighs. Her thin legs looked delicious in 
the white knee socks. 

Jenny spread her white tennies to the sides, then pulled 
her cute little schoolgirl knees apart, showing him her 
panty-covered crotch. She reached a hand down there and 
started rubbing her clit through her cheerleading 
panties while she watched Mr. Walker pull his pants off. 
Mr. Walker tossed his jeans aside and peeled his 
underwear off. His now-swollen, thick, hard cock wobbled 
obscenely toward her.

"Let me take your panties off, sweetheart," he said. 
Little Jenny raised her hips as he grabbed the waistband 
with both hands and eagerly tugged the red panties off. 
He slid them over her thin, golden thighs and tossed 
them aside. Mr. Walker gaped at the sight of the young 
girl's snatch, already moist from her rubbing. It was 
practically hairless, swollen and pink, glistening with 
her juices.

"Do you want me to take anything else off?" Jenny asked.

"No, darling," he answered. "I love cheerleading 
uniforms, and I'd love to fuck you in yours, if you 
don't mind."

"Whatever you'd like, sir," she told him.

Little Jenny smiled as he kneeled before her. She 
watched his head dip under her little skirt, felt his 
tongue and warm, moist breath on her teen cunny.

"Oh, Mr. Walker," she purred. "That feels so good..." 
Angie's dad lapped gently at her clit, rubbing it from 
side to side. He slipped a finger into her moist twat, 
sliding it in and out as he tongued her.

"Oh god," she murmured. She could feel her tight, young 
body convulse, her thighs shaking, as he drove her to 
ecstasy with his tongue.

"OHHHH YESSSS! OH GOD!" She screamed as she came. Her 
body shook uncontrollably. Mr. Walker slowly stopped his 
licking. When Jenny saw his head poke out from under her 
cheerleader skirt, she could see her pussy juice 
dripping from his chin. He smiled.

"Fuck me, Mr. Walker," she begged. "I've got to have it 
now."

He straddled her and fisted his big prick to her clit. 
He rubbed the cock-head in her juices, getting it nice 
and moist, then punched it into her little cheerleader 
cunt. It was incredibly tight, he thought. He pumped it 
in and out several times until he was able to sink all 
eight inches into her. Soon, he was fucking the young 
cheerleader good and hard, just like he had dreamed.

"Oh, Jenny, this is so good," he told her. His balls 
slapped her tight little ass as he punched her with 
quick, short strokes.

"I'm glad you like it, sir," she answered. "I like this, 
too!" Jenny pulled her knees up high and wrapped her 
white knee socks around the man's back as he rode her.

"Your pussy is so tight!" Mr. Walker complimented her. 
Jenny laughed.

"You want to try another position?" he asked.

"Sure," she answered. Mr. Walker pulled his dick out of 
her. 

"Get on your hands and knees," he ordered. Jenny giggled 
as she did so. The little cheerleader looked great in 
her little uniform as she arched her back, pushing her 
ass high.

"You aren't gonna put it in my ass, are you?" she asked, 
worried.

"No, sweetheart, maybe some other time. I'm just gonna 
fuck you dog-style." Jenny laughed again as Angie's dad 
flipped her little pleated skirt up over her ass. Mr. 
Walker carefully nudged his cock into her pussy. In the 
nearby full-length mirror, he watched himself fuck the 
darling young blonde cheerleader in her uniform.

"Mmmm..." she groaned. "I think we better hurry, though, 
sir. I don't wanna get caught."

"Yeah, you're right, Jenny. But I'm not gonna cum in 
your pussy and take a chance of getting you pregnant."

"It's okay, Mr. Walker, I'm on the pill... unless you'd 
like to do something else instead."

"Yeah, I would," he answered, still sweetly fucking the 
young cheerleader.

"I wanna fuck your mouth Jenny." he told her.

"Are you gonna cum in it?" she asked.

"Can I?"

Jenny smiled. "Yes, Mr. Walker, you can cum in my mouth 
it you'd like."

He pulled his dick out again and stood up. Jenny turned 
around and kneeled before him. She took his thick cock 
in one hand and wrapped her lips around it. Jenny sucked 
him like a pro. Her little teen cheeks dimpled as she 
worked the man's prick in and out of her mouth. She knew 
he couldn't last long. Little Jenny gazed into his eyes, 
enjoying the look of pure delight etched on his face.

"Oh, Jenny, I'm gonna cum!!" he yelled. Jenny pulled him 
most of the way out of her mouth and opened it. She 
stuck out her tongue, placing the tip on the underside 
of his prick-head and wiggling it around. She held her 
mouth wide open, anticipating his cream. 

Jenny's hand pumped furiously on him. She looked back 
and forth at his face and at his prick-tip on the end of 
her tongue. Mr. Walker was enjoying the moment 
immensely. The young cheerleader was going to make him 
cum, and she was doing it like a pro.

Suddenly, he came with a loud groan. Jenny felt his cock 
spasm in her hand. A thick wad of jizz shot down her 
tongue into her sweet mouth, followed by another and 
another. Jenny imagined that it had been stored up for 
weeks, because there was so much of it. She continued 
hand-jerking him, and he kept shooting his cum all over 
her tongue and into her eager mouth. Mr. Walker watched 
the little cheerleader take his load. 

It splashed against her teeth, but she was careful to 
make sure that it all went into her mouth. Finally, the 
flow of semen stopped. Jenny swallowed the sticky white 
fluid then milked the last bit out of him. She pressed 
her thumb against the underside of his cock, at the 
base, then pushed it forward to the tip. A few beads of 
jizz oozed from the piss-slit, and Jenny licked it 
clean.

"You'd better get dressed, Mr. Walker," she reminded 
him.

"Your wife and daughter will be here in just a few 
minutes."

"Oh, Jenny, you're wonderful," he gasped. She laughed 
and bounced to her feet. Reaching down, she grabbed her 
bright red cheerleader panties and stepped into them, 
then pulled them up under her little skirt, tugging them 
into place around her young, shapely ass.

"Listen, Jenny," Mr. Walker added. "I just got a camera 
and would like to try it out. Do you think I could get a 
few pictures of you in your uniform one of these days?"

"Sure," she agreed.

"Some friends of mine would pay you a lot of money to 
take pictures of you, too, and maybe perform for them."

"Really?" She asked. "What do you mean perform'?"

Mr. Walker smiled. "Whatever you'd like it to mean 
Jenny."

Jenny smiled. More than one man at a time? She tingled 
at the idea.

"We'll have to do this again, Jenny," he added.

Jenny winked at Mr. Walker. "You can count on it, sir."

Continued in part 4...

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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