Victoria Parker - Pay for play cheerleaders

"Wheeeee!" Chris sighed.

"I'm really screwin' on his peter!" Nancy gasped. "Look how that big dick slides in and out of my pussy, Chris!"

"I know," Chris huffed, her eyes glued to the friction of Mr. Towson's thick prick punching Nancy's pussy.

Chris writhed. "Here, lemme turn around, Sir."

She pulled away from Mr. Towson's lapping tongue, kept her skirt high, turned around, put one hand flat on the wall of the toilet stall, and bent over slightly so her back was arched and her ass lifted to the gaping teacher.

Mr. Towson wagged his tongue, the tip dripping with spit. He wobbled it at Chrissie's ass, slicked his big tongue up and down her asscrack.

"Oooeee, shit! Cripes! Oh, cripes!" Chris howled joyously. "Lick it, lick it, lick it!"

"Fuck it, fuck me, fuck my cunt!" Nancy panted.

"Yeah, fuck and suck!" Chris exclaimed.

Mr. Towson sent his tongue soaring into her asshole. Chris shuddered with delight. He rimmed her asshole. She quivered, then stuck her finger in her pussy and started fucking herself.

Mr. Towson drilled his tongue like a twirling bit at her asshole.

"Oh, my pooper! He's… he's twiddlin' his tongue on my shithole, Nance!"

"Yeah, I see! Shit!"

The heat of passion filled the toilet stall. The walls steamed with the ecstasy radiating from Nancy slugging up and down as she screwed Mr. Towson's prick, from Chris, her hand diddling, and from Mr. Towson, his tongue twirling.

"You never had it so good," Nancy said arrogantly. "Never had it so good, Sir!"

Chris and Nancy left the toilet and went to the mall. They spent a hundred and fifty of the three hundred dollars given them by Mr. Milton and pocketed the rest.

They took their bundle of delicate delights and went to Chrissie's house to spend the night, then meet Mr. Milton the next day.

"Shouldn't you call your mother?" Chris asked.

"Naw, she'll get uptight about me not coming home, but she'll drink herself into a stupor and fall asleep. In the morning, she won't remember anything."

Chris shrugged.

They went to Chrissie's room. Her parents had gone out for the evening. Her older sister Janet was out on a date, and her two brothers were in their rooms.

The girls took off their cheerleading duds and took a shower, each taking turns in the bathroom. Then they inspected their purchases at the mall.

Nancy had bought a tight, black, wool miniskirt, a white camisole that tucked in to the skirt. She had also purchased a black, demi-cup bra that strapped tightly around in back. It was cut low and pulled her titties tightly together in a bulging cleavage. The bra was underwired and made her big tits stick out like two juicy melons. She also bought a black garter belt, that fit her tummy tightly, with straps that stretched down across her ass, the spandex pull cutting into her luscious asscheeks. Her nylons were seamed in the back, black around the top, lighter sheerness down the legs.

She had the lingerie on, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Looks good," Chris said.

"I've never worn anything like this before," young Nancy said, turning, looking at the way the pink panties she had just pulled on cut hotly across her ass, how they pulled in at her crotch in a soft nylon muffin.

Chris fit herself into a strapless pink stretch bustier with a gentle hug knit that shaped her beautifully and enhanced her supple body. It was lightly boned, and had adjustable garters that she strapped to a pair of white nylons. The pink corset glittered sexily, the pink garters pulled tight and she hooked them into the nylons. To this ensemble, Chris added a pair of white panties.

"I think I'll wear pink panties with this black," Nancy said, pulling on a sweet pair of nylon delights.

"Let's both wear black heels," Chris said.

They put them on.

Chris smiled. "Boy, we're big-time hot, huh?"

"Yeah!"

"We oughta go turn my brothers on."

"Wow, that'd be fun! You do it with your brothers?" Nancy asked.

"You kiddin'? No way. But I love to tease 'em and see 'em get boners."

"Should we?"

"Yeah, come on!"

Chris led Nancy to her brothers' room. They were both All-American lads with blond crewcuts and lean scrawny bodies. They were sitting on the floor, playing a game of Monopoly.

The darling girls walked in on the boys, wearing their sexy lingerie, looking sweet, beautiful and sexy.

"Hi, guys," Chris said.

They looked up… then gasped.

"Nancy, this is Bobby and Travis."

"Hi," Nancy said, putting her hands on her hips. "What'cha guys doin'?"

"Wow!" Travis said, looking at his sister and Nancy.

The young beauties stood over the Monopoly board, in their heels, their sexy lingerie and all their glorious teen-queen charms on display for the young boys.

"We'll play with you," Chris said. "We'll play strip Monopoly."

The boys quickly agreed, and Chris and Nancy joined them around the board, kneeling. Chrissie cheated and the boys were quickly undressed, nude, their pricks hard and throbbing.

"Say, you guys are all turned on, huh?" Chrissie smiled, eyeing her brothers' erections. Bobby had a six-inch hard-on and Travis had five rigid inches.

"Yes!" Travis chirped.

Chris and Nancy stood up.

"Well, you better stand up and we'll have a look at those boners. And I'll roll the dice. If you lose, you have to pump those pricks for us, okay, you guys?" Chris said.

They agreed.

She rolled the dice and of course the boys lost.

"Okay, let's see you do it," Chris said.

The boys grabbed their cocks and started jerking, but Nancy decided to have some fun of her own. She moved in on the boys and got a grip on their cocks. She squeezed on the firm, throbbing hard-ons, and pumped her hands as she stood in front of them.

"You like that, guys?" Chrissie asked, all hot and excited watching Nancy play with her brothers' brick-hard pricks.

"Yes!" Bobby gulped, his hard cock bubbling, gooping with teen cream at the stiff tip.

Nancy rolled her palms over their frothing cockheads, gathered some goop on her hands, then slicked back down on the stalks of their dicks, drawing her hand in a loose grip – back and forth – back and forth, slowly.

"Feel her panties down there, Bobby," Chris said.

"Like this?" he gasped, sending his eager young hand into the soft muffin crotch of Nancy's pussy-pink panties.

He rubbed and rubbed. Nancy liked the feel of his hot hand fucking her jizzing pussy.

"I wanna feel your panties," Travis said to Chrissie.

"No."

"Why?"

"'Cause you're my brother, that's why."

"Oh, let him feel," Nancy said. "It won't hurt nothin'."

"I better not," Chris whispered.

"Aw, go on!"

"Well, all right then, Travis. You can feel my pants, but just for a minute… here, I'll take your hand and put it down there. Yes, yes, right there, Travis… then you rub, like Bobby's doin' to Nancy."

"Whoooo!" Travis sighed, sucking in his breath in a hot gulp.

Chrissie's white panties hugged her pussy, and her cunt was soft but firm on Travis' itching fingertips. He felt a mossy loveliness there, and he rubbed harder, faster, and Chrissie's cunny spritzed and her pussy juice seeped through the, thin nylon to Travis' fingers.

"Here, you put your hand in my panties, Bobby," Nancy said, still pulling on both boys' cocks.

Bobby dipped into her panties, his hand engrossed into the thick carpet of brown cunt hair. His fingers slipped automatically into her cunt-slit.

"Mmmmmm, finger me, Bobby!" Nancy whispered. "Finger me!"

"Like this?" he said, his finger slicking in and out.

"Yeah, down there in my pants, finger me."

"I wanna be down there in your panties, Chrissie!" Travis gulped.