From: b1223@ix.netcom.com
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.tg
Subject: Lisa's TG Library: "The Teen TV Cheerleader"

John's mother had gotten a part time job on the weekends in Portland for
the next few months and since we were neighbors and John had no other
family in Seattle he was to stay at our house on the weekends.  John was
only a sophomore and though he wore his hair long, wasn't into sports or
cars and hung around with a different crowd in school than my group of
buddies.  I still kind of liked him and our family was used to helping out
him and his mom.

   Well my mom said that I had to make him feel welcome and not to go out
on any dates or parties without him.  I knew that the guys on the team,
jocks and socials that I hung out with would think it was pretty lame for
me to have John tagging along so I resigned myself to staying home and
watching TV with him.  The first weekend mom and dad had gone to a movie,
so I went and got a couple beers out of the fridge and offered John one
telling him that my parents bought me the beer because they knew I drank at
parties and preferred me doing it at home than sneaking around and drunk
driving.  He smiled and said he had worked out a similar agreement with his
mom concerning pot.  I laughed and said that's really cool and he asked if
he could light up a joint.  I said sure and not to be outdone told him that
my parents have cable with the Playboy channel and flicked on the channel.
They were having some dumb quiz show where the blonde bimbos were stripping
off their clothes and exposing more luscious lingerie with every wrong
answer.  He passed me the joint and I took some hits off it.  I soon
started talking about my limited sexual exploits with the teams cheer
leaders.  I told him I had screwed and eaten the pussy of some of the
prettiest girls on the squad.  He seemed to enjoy my stories although I
started to feel he could see right through my exaggerations.  I figured it
was the good bud I had been smoking with him.  The parents were gonna be
coming home soon I got paranoid and opened every window and said we better
get in bed before they get back.

   Next weekend he showed up and my folks had already left for a two day
second honeymoon at a local fancy hotel.  They were real excited about
going especially my mom.  She had been out shopping a lot that week so I
looked in the bags and saw they were filled with mostly sexy underwear. 
She still had a great figure and dad was awful lucky.  I was sort of
depressed when John showed up because I didn't get a chance last weekend to
go out and get laid and it didn't look like this weekend either.

   John had a large daypack with him and said he had a surprise in it for
me.  But that I had to smoke this (a big Joint of BUD) first and that he
would go in the bathroom and get my surprise ready.  Well this cheered me
up because getting stoned was definitely enjoyable and last weekend after
John got me stoned I stayed up and had the best sensations while
masturbating and fantasizing about the cheerleaders.  John was taking an
awful long time in the bathroom and I got worried and called out and he
said good things come to those who are patient and to grab a beer and turn
on the playboy channel.  I took his advice and began to feel really good
again.

   The combination of a few beers, the big reefer and watching the playboy
channel had begun to get me horny and I was wishing John would just hurry
up so I could say I was tired and go to my bedroom and masturbate.  I was
going over in my head which cheerleaders would join me in my fantasy
tonight when I heard John calling out and asking if I had smoked the joint
and if I was ready for my surprise.  I said yes and to hurry up and
wondered why his voice sounded a little different.

   I heard the bathroom door open and turned away from the TVv to see this
cute cheerleader bunny standing by the bathroom door.  I figured I was
really stoned and somehow John snuck in one of the girls from the squad for
my surprise.  I looked closer and couldn't recognize her as being on the
cheerleader squad.  She had on a lot of makeup and normally that turns me
off but she looked real sexy.  I looked down at her legs and she had on
smoky nylons which added to her sexual appeal even though it wasn't
regulation wear for a cheerleader.  I said where's John and she wiggled as
she walked over carrying a pair of pink and white pom-poms that matched her
pink skirt and thin white sweater and white gloves.  Half way across the
livingroom she dropped a pompom for no apparent reason walked a step or two
then turned around bent over showing me her pink and white matching panties
as she picked up her pompom.  While she was bent over I caught myself
staring at her panties I looked over at her face and she gave me a big
smile.  She stared into my eyes and I was sure I knew her from somewhere.
Then I watched her eyes shift from mine and slowly look down my body till
they stopped focused on the raging hardon that had grown inside my boxer
shorts.  Her eyes returned to my face as she straightened backup and
continued swaying her hips as she walked over next to me on the couch..

   I started to sit up and scoot over to make room for her on the couch but
she quickly bent over and gently but firmly pushed on my shoulders till I
bounced back into the couch.  When she bent over her dark brown shoulder
length hair fell across her face hiding it from me for closer inspection.
Her hands in their white satin gloves which had at first seemed rather
forceful now slowly both began to slide from my shoulders, down the front
of my chest closer together towards my navel.  The sensations from the fine
weaved satin encased fingertips sliding over my skin were electric.  As her
hands slid pass my navel on their sensuous journey downward she moved them
apart and slid them across my hips avoiding my pubic area and then back
together again along the tops of my thighs stopping with her palms above my
knees and her fingertips at the openings of the legs of my boxers.

   Her hands began to slide up but instead of gliding over the outside of
my shorts she pressed in with her fingertips and snaked them through the
large loose leg holes of my boxers.  One hand quickly found my engorged
penis and began to deftly squeeze the head and pinch the little mound of
flesh on the underside right below the ridge.  The other hand not to be out
done had circled the base of my shaft with thumb and forefinger and the
other fingers gently probing my balls.  She lowered head some more and
began to gently sway her hair brushing it across my stomach.  Her hands
were a marvel.  I had gotten another girl to feel me down their once but
she didn't seem to know what to do or even interested in learning.  In
contrast, this cheerleader from heaven, was showing me sensations that I
didn't think were possible.  Her hand on my prick was alternating between
the earlier head playing and starting to do quick little flurries of shaft
stroking at various places up and down my fully erect member.  I was
starting to feel that familiar tension before I shoot a load and began to
involuntarily jerk every now and then under her hands guidance..

   She suddenly stopped and sliding just one hand out from under my shorts
and leaving the other one tightly gripped around the base.  She raised her
head up looking at me briefly and smiling she reached down into the front
top of her sweater pulled another large joint (it looked just like the ones
John rolls, so I figured he must of paid her to do this with pot and she
had to be a pro to give a handjob like this.  I also wondered absently
where John had gone and figured screw him he can take care of himself.) and
held it up to my mouth till I parted my lips and allowed her to place it
between them.  She let go of the joint as I held it with my lips and
reached over for the bic lighter and lit it for me.

   I slowly closed my eyes to keep the smoke out as she lit the large hand
rolled joint and puffed till it was bright cherry red at the tip then
inhaled deeply the dense resinous smoke.  I realized I had taken too big a
hit and coughed spitting out the joint and a lot of the smoke.  She giggled
(the closest thing to conversation so far) and handed me the beer I had
been drinking as if reading my mind.  I swallowed slowly letting it cool
and soothe the back of my throat.  She then picked up the joint (still lit)
and began puffing it till it was well lit again took a deep hit and held it
up to my lips again.  She smiled up at me so I took the lipstick smeared
end into my mouth and began to suck on the joint again but not so deeply.

   Seeing that I was happily occupied she went back to business and with
her hand that had remained locked around the base of my shaft began to
swivel my stiff member up through the fly of my shorts.  Her other gloved
hand helped open the fly and began to squeeze methodically upward from the
base of the shaft.  I took another deep hit relishing the terrific handjob
I was getting and wondering what she would do next.  I looked down and
could see a large drop of precum had swelled up at the opening of my
peehole.  She seemed to be focused on that and suddenly brought her face
down within an inch of that opaque pool of semen on purplish swollen tip.
She then parted her ruby lips and poked her tongue out and began to run the
hard pointed tip of her tongue up and down the little slit of the peehole
smearing the precum around in a tight little circle.  She continued doing
this and began making little sounds of contentment MmmmmmMMMMmmmmm.  She
continued this till the little pool of precum had become a slippery shiny
film of moisture over the head of my cock.  She stopped and backed her head
away about a foot from my dick and looked at it as if admiring her
handiwork.  Parting her lips she lowered her face down onto my prick and
engulfed just the knob in her mouth while steadily stroking the shaft with
her hand.  Her liquid mouth was more than I could take and I began to jerk
my hips but her mouth just kept up its gentle nibbling and chewing.  I
reached down and began stroking her hair behind her ears and rubbing her
neck and shoulders trying to please her.  Juices from her mouth were
running down the sides of my prick and around my balls and soaking my
crack. She took the hand that had been around the base of my cock diddling
with my balls and began to run her fingertips back and forth in my crack
past my butthole.  It seemed a little weird but it felt so good I was ready
to cum.  Then she did the strangest thing she pushed her middle finger up
into my hole and began slowly flexing it up and down.  I lasted for only
about 30 seconds and began to shoot loads of cum past her lips..