T C - Young cherry cheerleader

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. Jennie 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."

It was a full week since Jenny Wilson's interlude with Mr. Walker. She found it hard to keep it from her best friend, Angie Walker, but she knew she must. She wondered what Angie would do if she found out.

The two young cheerleaders walked to the football field for Tuesday afternoon's Saint John's J.V. game against nearby Franklin High. It was getting colder as fall neared, and this was the first opportunity for the J.V. girls to wear their new winter uniforms.

Jenny and Angie both looked like dolls. Jenny, with her long blonde hair, parted in the middle and swept back over her shoulders with those golden bangs, looked sweet and innocent with her cute dimples. She was an absolute darling in her new cheerleading uniform. It fit her thin 5'6" frame like a glove, and she couldn't wait to show it off.

Angie, a year older, was a bit more developed than Jenny. Almost as tall, her figure was more shapely, and her long brunette hair was thick and wavy. Her face was quite attractive, but not as sweet and innocent-looking as Jenny's.

The cheerleading sweater was a tight, ribbed turtleneck variety, ending just at her waist, so that when she would lift her arms, her flat tummy would peek out. It was all white except for two thin red stripes running down the sides and down the sleeves. The red letters "SLHS", about four inches high, ran across her chest.

The skirt was red, with twelve inverted white pleats. It was ever so short, ending just below her crotch, and showing off her long, thin, tanned legs. Her white cheerleading panties were snug on her shapely teen ass.

White knee socks with red-and-white saddle shoes completed the outfit.

It was about 4:15 P.M. when Jenny and Angie arrived at the field. The stands were never very full for a J.V. game, but a number of supporters were already there, about fifteen minutes before kickoff.

The girls began to do their stretching exercises, bending over, touching their toes, sitting on the grass with their legs spread apart to stretch the muscles, as they talked.

"Don't look now, Jenny," said Angie, "but there's about ten men watching us right now."

"Really?" said Jenny, pretending not to notice.

"Oh, yeah. One guy even has a camera with a big lens," Angie added.

"Those guys want a show, huh?" asked Jenny.

"Sure. That's why they come out here. Most of em don't even have kids in our school. They just want to get turned on by us."

"You think?" asked Jenny, laughing.

"You bet. Most of those guys don't care about this games. They just want to imagine screwing us," stated Angie matter-of-factly.

Jenny laughed.

"You wanna give em a show today?" Jenny asked.

"Sure," Angie answered, smiling.

The two naughty J.V. cheerleaders continued stretching, exaggerating their movements, making them slowly.