Chapter 39: The Cheerleader
Rachel came into my room late one afternoon and handed me a jewel box.
"What is this?" I asked.
"It's a present for you," she said as she walked out. "It's long, but try and watch it tonight if you can, and watch it alone."
I shrugged, but finished what I was doing so that I could watch it. I sat down and popped it in my DVD player. There were no menus; the video just started. A gorgeous blonde appeared on the screen, and I recognized her. It was Brittany Douglas from my school. She was the head cheerleader, homecoming queen, most popular girl, etc.
The video started with a shot of her face and pulled back to show her in her cheerleader outfit. "Hi, my name is Brittany Douglas, and this is my story," she said.
"This was me," she said, and for the next few minutes the screen showed clips of her cheering at games, dressed up for dances, laughing with friends; typical scenes of her life.
"Sometimes I'm a nice girl, but sometimes I can be very mean!" The video showed footage taken in school of Brittany and her crew teasing some other kids and in general being the bitches that they often were.
"This is my boyfriend, Rob," she said. "He is the quarterback and the most popular guy in school. Don't we make a great couple?" More shots of Brittany, this time with Rob, at dances, at games, in school. There were some shots of them kissing as well.
"I'll tell you a secret," Brittany whispered in a voice-over. "Rob and I haven't gone all the way. I'll - help him out - with my hand, and I've let him feel my breasts, but that is as far as we've gone!"
That surprised me, because they had been dating a long time. They both must have had an amazing amount of willpower to avoid going any farther.
On the screen, the picture changed. I saw Rachel and it looked like it was from last year. She was dressed nicely, but conservatively. "This girl is Rachel Miller. Until recently, she was known as the Ice Princess, a well known virgin. But something changed this year, and Rachel Miller is no longer the Ice Princess." The screen now showed Rachel in school in her slutty best. Then the scene changed to show Rachel in the hall at school making out, first with one boy, then another, then a third.
"You see, Rachel Miller, Ice Princess, is now Rachel Miller, class slut," the voice-over continued. "It is well known that if you manage to get a date with Rachel, you will be getting fucked. No one knows exactly what happened to Rachel Miller, but the boys sure are happy with the change. I wasn't so happy."
The scene changed to the school cafeteria at lunchtime, with Brittany and her friends talking about Rachel. They were calling her a whore, a skank, a slut, talking about all the boys she had put out for, and in general putting her down. The next scene showed them saying something nasty to Rachel in the hallway.
"I wasn't very nice to Rachel," Brittany said in voice-over. "Even when some of my friends tried sticking up for Rachel, I wouldn't listen."
The scene changed yet again, this time showing Brittany with some of her friends, and I noticed that Camille was there too. Brittany started complaining about Rachel and Camille said, "Don't badmouth Rachel! She's never done anything to you!"
"But she's such a slut!" Brittany said.
"Yeah?" Camille asked. "It's not like she stole your boyfriend. So she likes sleeping around, what difference does that make to you?"
"She makes it harder on all of us!" Brittany exclaimed.
"What?" Camille asked.
"Come on, admit it!" Brittany cajoled her friends. "When your boyfriend sees Rachel, doesn't he expect more from you? She makes boys think that everyone should be a slut!"
"That's ridiculous!" Camille said. "Some people just like sex more then others, and Rachel is one of those who like it a lot."
"A lot! Ha! It's all she thinks of!" Brittany complained.
"Jealous?" Camille sniped, turning to leave. The screen froze on Brittany's surprised face as the word 'jealous' echoed softly and repeatedly.
"What made her think I was jealous?" Brittany asked over her frozen face. The screen faded to black.
A few seconds later the screen showed Rachel, again from last year. "Hi, my name is Rachel Miller. This was me last year. This is me today." The screen switched to show her in school, dressed in tight short clothes.
"And this," she said, as the scene showed her topless, nipple piercings visible.
"And this," she said, as the scene showed her on her hands and knees, being fucked doggy style from behind while sucking a guy.
"And this," she said, as the scene showed her strung up, naked, whip marks across her breasts and stomach, cum running down her tits, a huge smile on her face.
"I discovered the joys of being a slut, and now I do what I want, to whom I want. I love my new life." The scene changed, showing Brittany. "This is Brittany. I thought she hated me, because she was always putting me down." The screen changed to show a split screen shot with two still images, one of a virginal looking Brittany, the other a slutty Rachel.
"Then one day, the most amazing thing happened. I finally got tired of Brittany and I got her alone." The scene changed, with Rachel and Brittany somewhere in the woods, and at the bottom of the screen appeared the words, 'Dramatic Reenactment'.
"What is your problem?" Rachel asked.
"What do you mean?" Brittany responded.
"Why are you always such a bitch to me?" Rachel asked.
"Because you're a slut!" Brittany exclaimed.
"Why does that bother you?" Rachel asked. "I didn't sleep with your boyfriend, or anyone else's boyfriend. Why does the fact that I like to sleep around effect you in any way?"
"Because the boys will expect all the girls to sleep around!" she complained.
"No they won't," Rachel replied. "Everyone knows that there are 'good' girls and 'bad' girls. You can be a good girl, and I'll be bad."
"But you were a good girl, and now look at you! It's not fair!" Brittany said.
"What's not fair?" Rachel pounced. "That I became a bad girl, or that you didn't?"
"That you became bad," Brittany said, unconvincingly.
"You're jealous," Rachel said in surprise.
"Well, you get to have all this fun and not care about it, while I have to be Miss Perfect!" Brittany said. The girl was a great actress, because it looked like she was crying.
"Why do you have to be Miss Perfect?" Rachel asked gently.
"Everyone expects it!" she cried. "My parents, my friends, even my boyfriend! He doesn't want to sleep with me because he wants to marry a virgin!"
"But what do you want?" Rachel asked.
"I want to have fun!"
The picture faded, replaced by scenes of Rachel and Brittany hanging out together. On the voice-over, Rachel said, "After that discussion, Brittany stopped being a bitch to me. She asked me a lot of questions about what it was like to be a slut, and I could tell that she wished she could be like me."
"But I just couldn't go to the extreme that Rachel had gone to," Brittany said. "Rachel did help me think some things through, though, and it gave me the courage to ask my own favor of Rachel." I smiled at the reference.
The scene changed, and I recognized Rachel's bedroom. Rachel and Brittany were sitting on the bed, and Rachel asked, "OK, what did you want to ask?"
"You told me how you got into this. You told me about how you asked this 'mystery man' for the favor. Well, Jeff gave you what you wanted, so you should give me what I want."
"First of all, who said it was Jeff," Rachel asked. "And second, what do you want?"
"Pu-lease!" Brittany snorted. "Everyone in school knows that Jeff controls you completely! We're not stupid!"
Rachel looked surprised, and so was I. I tried very hard not to make it obvious, but I guess giving out Rachel like a party favor was bound to make it clear. Oh well, I'd have to think about how this should affect my behavior in the future.
"What I want is for you to teach me how to be a slut," Brittany said.
"Like me?" Rachel asked.
"No, not like you," Brittany responded. "I can't be a slut in front of everyone. Teach me how to be one so that no one knows. Please."
"It's a lot harder," Rachel said. "Jeff explained to me that if I was a slut in private, but acted all prim and proper in public, people would still think that I was a slut, but they would think I was a hypocrite. He called it 'embracing my inner slut'."
"Isn't there a way that people won't think I am a hypocritical slut?" Brittany asked somewhat desperately.
Rachel thought about it for a few minutes, while Brittany stewed in silence. "There might be a way," she said eventually, "But there are some conditions."
"What way? What conditions?" Brittany asked.
"First, you can't be a hypocrite," Rachel said. "If you don't want people to know that you are a slut, fine. But if you act like sluts are inferior to you, then you are being hypocritical. So if we do this, I never want to hear you say anything about those 'beneath you', even if your friends are doing it. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand," Brittany said.
"We could probably do some things in private," Rachel said. "There are some very reliable people; people that I know, people that would keep quiet, people that would be more then eager to get a crack at you! Tell me what you've done, sexually speaking, already."
"Almost nothing," she replied. "Rob's felt me up and we've kissed, but that's all!"
"And you still want to be a slut?" Rachel asked. "Are you sure that you don't just want to get laid?"
"No, but I am pretty sure that sleeping with one guy isn't going to do it for me," Brittany said.
"What about Rob?" Rachel asked.
"For a long time we thought we would get married, but now we are going to different colleges, and I think that we both know that this is not going to last. We haven't talked about it, but we're most likely going to break up after graduation."
"Do you want to cheat on him?" Rachel asked.
"No, and I kind of feel bad, because we've been going out so long, and he never got any from me," Brittany said.
"Well, I could find someone who could break you in right, or, if you want to, you can give it up to Rob, as a reward or going away present," Rachel said. "But if you don't want to cheat, you'll have to break up now."
"I know," Brittany said. "And after he breaks me in?"
"How do you want it?" Rachel replied. "Serially? Threesomes? Foursomes? Gang bangs? I think I can arrange things so that you are suitably entertained."
"Really?" Brittany asked, excitedly.
"Really," Rachel said with a smile. "What you need to do is to write down all your deepest, darkest, dirtiest fantasies for me, and tell me which ones you want to have come true."
"You'll really do this for me?" Brittany asked. "What do you get out of it?"
"Well, first, the satisfaction of helping a fellow slut," Rachel answered. "Second, it's karmic payback for what Jeff has done for me. Third, I get you for a night when I show you how much fun it can be with girls!" Brittany looked surprised, but excited at that. "Fourth, it can be more fun for me if I include another girl in some of my activities, and fifth, you are going to videotape all of your activities for my viewing pleasure, and I am going to get to present it to Jeff as a gift."
"I don't want a tape around with me on it!" Brittany complained.
"Oh, don't worry my little slut. You, me and Jeff will be the only ones that see it, unless you decide to show it to anyone else, but that is my condition for helping you."
"OK," Brittany said reluctantly, and the scene faded out.
The TV faded back into another bedroom, this one had to be Brittany's. There were cheerleading trophies in the background, and pictures of popular boy band stars. The room was done in princess pink, and the furniture looked expensive. Brittany walked into the room, leading Rob by the hand. I noticed that she locked the door behind them.
She sat him on the bed, and he asked, "Why did you ask me to come here?"
"Are you still upset that we broke up?" she asked.
"Of course I am!" he retorted. He took a breath and visibly calmed down, then said, "I'm sorry. We both agreed that it would be the right thing to do. We would never make it through college."
"I know, but I still feel bad," Brittany said. "There is one consolation, though."
"What's that?" Rob asked.
"Well, you know that I was saving myself until we got married," Brittany explained. "Since we are not going to be getting married, and since I don't see myself getting married for a while, I decided that I didn't want to wait anymore. You've been such an amazing boyfriend, I want you to be the one who does me first." She was laying it on a bit thick, and I think that Rob could tell as well, but with the offer which he had just received, I think he was willing to put up with that.
"Are you serious?" he asked.
"Completely," she said, straddling his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, and kissing him deeply. Brittany was wearing a tank top and a short skirt, and when she sat on Rob's lap, the skirt rode up, exposing her bare ass. Rob got into the kiss, and he wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass with his hand. I could see him feeling around, and he soon realized that she was not wearing any panties.
"You're not wearing panties!" he said astutely after breaking away from her kiss.
"Well, it would just be one more thing to get in the way of your lovely cock," she said before reattaching her mouth to his. He moaned as she ground her bare pussy over his denim covered cock.
She pulled back again and asked, "So, are you willing to be my first?"
"Shit, yes!" he exclaimed.
"OK, Rob, but I have to tell you something," she said, grabbing his face in her hands and forcing him to look into her eyes. "If you don't mention this to anyone, and I mean anyone at all, this doesn't have to be the last time."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"It means that I might be willing to do this again," she explained. "It doesn't have to be a one time thing. If I can trust you not to brag to your buddies, then every now and then we can get together and have some fun. In fact, if you are really good, there may be another pussy or two that I can throw your way."
"Are you shitting me?" he asked.
"No, I shit you not," she replied. "But this has to be just between us."
"Don't worry, Brit," he said. "I've never told anyone about anything we did."
"I know, that's why I'm willing to let you do this," she said. "Now how would you like to be my first experiment with giving blow jobs?"
Rob got this amazed look on his face, like he had just been offered his heart's desire. Maybe he had been. He grabbed her head and kissed her again, hard. Then Brittany was sliding off of Rob's lap, unzipping his pants as she went.
She pulled his pants down to his ankles, grabbing his shoes at the same time. Soon Rob was bottomless. I was somewhat gratified to see that while hard, he was not as large as I was. Petty, I know, but I'm a guy; petty is what we do.
"Mmmmm, beautiful," Brittany said. "You know, this is the first real cock I've seen. It's a little scary to think about where it's going to be in just a little while!"
Brittany held Rob's cock up, examining it from all sides. Then she ran her tongue over the tip, tasting him and feeling his texture. She ran her fingertips all around the new toy she had in her hand. Then she ran her tongue from the bottom to the top, looked up at Rob and said, "Tell me what to do."
"Put it in your mouth," he said breathlessly. She complied, and he said, "Watch the teeth!"
She pulled off and said, "Sorry." She popped the head back in her mouth, and Rob gave her a stream of advice about how to pleasure him. I approved of most of what he said. He told her how to jack the bottom of his cock as she sucked on the top.
In very little time he warned her, "I'm going to cum soon!" Brittany didn't back off; if anything, she started sucking harder. "I'm going to cum in your mouth!" he gasped, trying to warn her again, but I'm sure that Rachel had advised her well, and she didn't pull off. Rob's face contorted and Brittany started choking as he filled her mouth.
Brittany pulled off, coughing, and she got a final spurt on her face. When she had regained her breath, Brittany said, "I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting so much. I'll do better next time!"
Rob laughed and said, "Don't worry! It was great!" Brittany scooped the cum off of her face with her finger, then popped it into her mouth.
"Wow!" Rob exclaimed.
"I'll be right back," she said, and Brittany jumped up and went out of the room. I heard her gargling off screen, then she was back, jumping on the bed next to Rob and asking, "Was I good?"
"Great!" he said.
Brittany reached down and played with his now flaccid cock. "I can't wait till you are ready for me again."
"Mmmmm, play with me more and I'll be ready soon!" he said.
"Would this help?" she asked, pulling her tank top off, exposing her beautiful pert breasts to Rob, and incidentally, to me. I cursed the fact that the video camera was placed in the room and unmoving, because I could not get a very good view, but what I saw was fabulous.
Rob grabbed at Brittany's boobs, and she had to tell him to be gentle as he squeezed and twisted them. "Taste," she said, offering one to his mouth. He latched on and she got a slightly pained look as he sucked hard. But the stimulation definitely helped, and his cock rose in response.
"Ready to make me a woman?" Brittany asked.
"Oh, yeah!" Rob said eagerly.
Brittany shimmied out of her skirt, briefly exposing her pussy to me as she lay down on her bed. Rob quickly got in between her legs and started humping. Brittany reached down and grabbed his cock, putting it in the right place, and Rob pushed hard into her. She gasped and grabbed him, stopping his movement.
"Just hold on a minute!" she said. "Let me get used to your cock!" He held still a short while, but soon his hips started pumping again. He pushed in and out and Brittany was slowly getting into it.
"I'm cumming!" Rob grunted.
"Wait, I'm almost there!" Brittany cried, and she reached between them to rub herself. She appeared to have managed to get off before Rob was done.
Rob collapsed onto Brittany, moaning, "That was so great!"
"It was good for me too," Brittany said, kissing Rob, and the scene faded out.
The next view I had on the screen was back to Rachel's bedroom. Brittany was lying on Rachel's bed, naked as the day she was born. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked with a giggle.
Rachel walked into the picture, wearing a robe. "Well, Rob's was the first cock that you sucked, and the first cock that you fucked. He got two of your cherries. But you've never been with another woman before, have you?
Brittany shook her head.
"Well, I'm going to get that cherry, but I got to thinking; it's not fair that Rob got two and I only get one!" Rachel untied the sash on her robe and let it drop to the floor. She was wearing a harness with a thin strap on cock. Brittany gasped as Rachel continued, "After I lick your sexy pussy, I am going to fuck your ass!"
"You wouldn't!" Brittany exclaimed.
"Wait and see!" Rachel answered, slinking onto the bed and pushing her face between Brittany's thighs. I watched in delight as Rachel brought Brittany higher and higher, backing off every time she got close.
"Make me cum!" Brittany cried, trying to get her hands onto her pussy, only to have Rachel bat them away.
"Beg me!" Rachel said.
"I am begging!" Brittany complained. "Please make me cum."
"Not for that," Rachel said. "Beg me."
Brittany looked confused, then shocked as she realized what Rachel was asking. She said nothing, and Rachel kept teasing her, until finally frustration and desire overtook fear and Brittany screamed, "Please fuck my ass! Please! I want you to. Just make me cum!"
Rachel jammed her fingers into Brittany and latched onto her clit, and Brittany screamed in pleasure as she got the orgasm she so desperately wanted. Rachel turned and stared into the camera as she licked her fingers off slowly and sexily.
Rachel grabbed a tube of jelly and smeared it all over her strap on. She wiped her hands off and crawled up between her exhausted friend's legs. "Ready to lose your last cherry?" she asked. "There'll be nothing left for your husband."
"Maybe not," Brittany said, "but he'll probably enjoy the pleasure that I'll have learned to give him!"
"That's my girl!" Rachel said. She spread Brittany's legs some more and positioned the dildo at Brittany's crinkled hole.
"Oof," Brittany grunted as Rachel pushed in. "It's so big."
"Ha!" Rachel cried. "You should have felt my first one! It was way bigger!" My head swelled with that statement, but I knew that she was right; the dildo she was wearing was quite thin.
When Rachel was fully inserted, she asked, "How does it feel?"
"Full," Brittany said. "But not bad."
Rachel hummed in agreement as she kissed Brittany deeply and started moving her hips up and down. Brittany started groaning and Rachel began whispering in her ear. I couldn't hear what she was saying, but it was clearly exciting Brittany. Soon Rachel got onto her knees, slowly moving in and out of Brittany as she toyed with Brittany's clit. It was all too much stimulation for Brittany, and she came hard, clenching her whole body.
She collapsed back onto the bed, and Rachel pulled off the strap on and lay down on top of Brittany, kissing and stroking her. They rested that way for a few moments, and I enjoyed the view of two sexy teenagers making out, until Rachel rolled off and said, "Time for you to learn how to please me!"
Brittany grinned nervously, but rolled over onto Rachel and said, "Tell me what to do."
"Start with my lips," Rachel instructed. When Brittany started moving down her body she said, "No, these lips!"
Brittany smiled embarrassedly and moved up to kiss Rachel. Rachel then had her kiss down her body, especially her nipples. She worked her way down and under Rachel's fine tutelage she was soon bringing delight and relief to her friend. The video faded with the two of them snuggled up on the bed together.
The screen lighted up again to show Rachel in a bedroom along with four guys. I recognized the same group from Rachel's original poker game, minus Stephan, along with one other, Mark. Neal, Chris, John and Mark were sitting around, and Rachel said, "I'm sure you are all wondering why I called you here today; I can guess what you were hoping for." The boys all laughed, and Rachel continued, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but none of you is going to get your grubby little hands on me tonight."
Neal groaned dramatically. Rachel said, "I asked you here because you have displayed discretion and the ability to keep a secret. I think that you will get over the fact that I won't be available to you tonight, because I have provided alternate entertainment for you."
Rachel walked over to the door and opened it, stepping quickly out of the way. Brittany cartwheeled into the room, and I grabbed the remote and rewound the disk a second and let it move forward in slow motion, pausing it when Brittany had her legs in the air. The shot showed that she was wearing her cheerleader skirt, sans underwear, and a cheer top that had been cut to just below her breasts. I shook my head at the beautiful sight and hit the play button.
Brittany finished the cartwheels in a split, then jumped up cheering:
Neal, Chris, John and Mark are in luck,
Because Brittany is here and ready to fuck!
The looks on the guys' faces were priceless. Their jaws had dropped and they stared at Brittany as she sexily crossed her arms and pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it away and exposing her perfect breasts. She grabbed pom-poms from the floor and started doing a routine, her breasts peaking out frequently with her high kicks. She continued with her cheer:
Fuck my cunt and my mouth, fuck my sexy ass,
Just do me hard and do me fast!
I'll do anything that you please,
I'll hang from the ceiling and I'll beg on my knees.
Fuck me as you want, any which way,
Just do me now, don't delay!
The cheer was lame, but it made me harder, and I'm sure it did the same for the others. Brittany fell back into a bridge, her hands and feet on the floor, her back arched, then she kicked up her feet so that she was doing a handstand. She did a full split in that position, exposing her pink snatch to everyone in the room, then swung around and flipped over to a split, right in front of the shocked boys, spreading her arms to expose her tits completely to them.
"Say hello to Cheerleader Brittany, my slut-in-training," Rachel said. "I'll kill you if anyone finds out about her, but you get to enjoy her tonight, just like she said. I'm just here as a casual observer, so have at her!"
The boys just stared, unable to believe what was in front of their eyes. After a few seconds, Rachel grunted, "Boys! Never send a boy to do a woman's job!" She stalked over to Brittany, grabbed her hair in her hand and yanked her head back. She planted a deep, wet kiss on Brittany, then knelt behind her and held Brittany's breasts, presenting them to the stunned boys. "Doesn't anyone want any of this?"
Finally Chris walked forward and kissed Brittany, who wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back passionately. After Chris broke the ice, all of them moved in, trying to get a feel or a kiss or both.
I watched them pull her to the bed as they removed their clothes. Chris was the first one in her cunt, as Neal fed his cock into her mouth.
"She's just as slutty as me, so don't be shy!" Rachel encouraged from the sidelines. The video started cutting in and out, a montage of Brittany's gang bang. Each of them came in her at least twice, some three times, and when she was done, her mouth, pussy and ass were all leaking cum. The boys left and I watched Rachel lick the cum off of Brittany's body. She then climbed on top of Brittany, dropping her pussy onto Brittany's mouth, and the screen faded just as she was spearing her tongue into Brittany's asshole, extracting all the cum she could.
The screen came up on Brittany's bedroom again, with Brittany and Rob, naked, making out on her bed. "You haven't said a word about my fucking you to anyone, have you?" Brittany asked.
"You asked me not to, so I didn't," Rob said.
"Well, to reward you for doing as I asked, I have a present for you," she told him. She got off the bed and sashayed her naked ass to the closet. She opened the closet door and pulled an equally naked Rachel out, wrapping her arm around Rachel's waist and pulling her close.
"Isn't it every guy's fantasy to have two girls at once?" she asked, turning to give Rachel a hot and sexy kiss. She turned back to Rob and said, "This is my slutty friend, Rachel. She bet me that I couldn't be sluttier with you than she was. Want to help me prove her wrong?"
Rob was sitting there with his mouth open, clearly unable to believe what was going on. The two girls slinked towards him, and Rachel asked, "You're good at keeping your mouth closed?"
Rob nodded, and Rachel said, "Well I'm good at keeping mine open." She dropped to her knees in front of Rob and popped his cock into her mouth.
Brittany pushed Rob back onto the bed and straddled his stomach. "You were so good to me, and you kept your mouth shut so well, that I had to do this. Who knows what else I'll do for you in the future if you keep this up!" She kissed him deeply and he grunted as he came into Rachel's mouth.
Rachel cleaned him off and moved up next to the couple. She pulled Brittany's hair, breaking her kiss. She pulled her head up and traded a cum-filled kiss with Brittany as Rob watched. "I made someone cum, now it's your turn," she told her.
Rachel pulled Brittany off of Rob and between her legs. Rob watched in amazement as Brittany started licking Rachel's cunt. "It's going to kill me not being able to tell anyone about this, but they'd never believe me anyway!" Rob said.
Rachel reached down and started playing with Rob's dick. "But see the rewards of being discrete? It is far better and longer lasting than the few minutes of fame from a brag. Learn your lesson wisely, grasshopper!" She then pulled Rob's head to her chest so that he could suckle her tits as Brittany brought her closer. Soon she was cumming, crushing Rachel between her legs and Rob to her chest. When she was through, she collapsed on the bed, releasing her two paramours.
As Rachel recovered, Brittany moved up Rob, popping his cock into her mouth. "Enjoying yourself so far?" she asked between sucks.
Rob nodded his head and groaned.
"It gets better," she said, and soon Rachel was with her, turning the solo act to a double blow job. Rob had an amazed look on his face as the girls swapped cock and spit. But soon Brittany pushed Rachel off of Rob. She laid herself out on the bed and pulled Rachel on top of her in a 69.
She started eating Rachel, as Rachel reciprocated. Shortly she pulled away and looked up at Rob. "Are you waiting for an engraved invitation??" she asked, pulling Rachel's pussy wide open. Rob grabbed his cock, knee-walked up and inserted himself into Rachel. It was hard to see at the angle they were lying in, but it looked like Brittany was licking his cock as he fucked Rachel. He soon came, and it was clear that Brittany was trying to suck all of Rob's cum out of Brittany.
Then the scene faded again.
When the picture reappeared, it was a shot of Brittany's head, lying on a pillow. "So that's my story," she said. "The Ice Princess helped take me from virginal cheerleader to cheerleader slut, and that's the way I'm going to stay, at least for the right people."
The picture pulled back and I saw that Brittany was wearing her cheerleader outfit, but her skirt was flipped up. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the corners of the bed, and buried in her pussy was a dildo, which was incidentally strapped on to Rachel.
"I hope that you liked our show, Jeff" Rachel said. "If you watched it shortly after I gave this DVD to you, maybe you should come on over, because I have this lovely toy for you." Rachel gestured with her arms down to Brittany in a move that would make Vanna White proud.
The scene slowly faded out as Rachel went back to fucking Brittany, and that was the end of the DVD. I glanced at the clock, then pulled my pants on and hurried next door. It was going to be a fun night!