Cheering On the Tight End: A True Riley Cheerleader Story Page 2

  “You think she noticed my dick?” Justin asked.

  “I really don’t care if she did. Do you?” I questioned.

  “What girl?” he asked playfully.

  I pulled him inside and started unbuttoning his shirt revealing his broad muscled and smooth chest. He shed himself of his jacket and finished off his shirt while I laid my coat on the chair at my kitchen table and began loosening up my cheer top from the back.

  As my top fell away and crumpled on the floor, my firm breasts sprang forward and bounced slightly. His eyes were about to bug right out of his head as he laughed at the thought of the naughty cheerleader that didn’t wear a sports bra or anything for extra support. Nope, I want the men in the crowd to notice me when I’m cheering on the sideline. They worked their magic tonight. After all, Justin, who barely said two words to me the first month that I was on campus, is now standing in my living room with his long, rigid dick bobbing freely in my direction.

  I stepped towards him as he reached out and started rubbing and squeezing my melons for him. His magical hands felt so good as they probed and explored giving me a titillating tingle that started at my nipples and worked all the way down to my moistening pussy.

  After seeing how big he is, my muff was getting ready to accommodate him. It was like a snake that sized its prey up before it devoured it. Now, my pussy was sizing up Justin’s penis. The only thing that was going to be devoured tonight was him, by my mouth and by my womanliness.

  I sank to my knees and tilted my head as I swung my long blonde hair to one side so that I could get to work on him. I grabbed him whole. His girth challenged my smaller hand as it stretched around him into a good grip so that I could taste the meaty man.

  I saw his knees buckle slightly and felt him shudder as I breathed my hot breath onto his dick. Teasing it, my tongue darted in and out of my mouth touching his round head for only a fraction of a second each time. Justin was now swollen as far as he could go. I could feel him pulsating in my hand.

  I closed my eyes and opened wide and began sucking on the head. Suck, suck, suck just like working on an all-day sucker. He grunted as I took him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Whatever experience he has had, and I gather that it isn’t much thanks to Lacy, he was not used to a girl getting this far down on his throbbing member.

  The feeling of my fellatio forced him backward a step as he collapsed into a waiting soft chair. I crawled forward and began licking the underside of his meat. Not wishing to leave them out, I offered a few well-received licks to his warm, full sack. He jerked forward and back with approval. He was so sensitive that I was sure that no one had ever done this for him before.

  Every few seconds, the helpless jock would reach out and grab my head as he tried to control my movements. He did not want to nut inside of my mouth, at least not just yet. However, each time, he eased up and allowed me to go back to sucking him. Clearly, this was his new favorite thing to do! Poor guy. The only attention that his penis has ever known might have been from his own hand.

  I erected my back and leaned inward allowing him to move his neck forward so that he could suck on my baby pink nipples. Justin almost slurped as he sucked them. Perhaps a natural Freudian reaction from a boy that was breastfed as a baby?

  I pulled away and tousled his curly brown hair. His hand was reaching out to me as if to stop me from leaving. I grabbed it and pulled it forward slightly, guiding him out of the chair. I turned my back to him and felt his cock rub up against my cheer skirt. I pulled his hand over my shoulder and sucked on his thick fingers as I led him to my bedroom.

  Once at the foot of the bed, I finished moistening his fingers and guided them down below and up under my skirt. If he was going to poke me with that big cock, he is going to need to open me up with something smaller.

  I sat back on the bed and propped my bare feet on the edge of the bed with my legs spread. Like a visit to my gynecologist, I was open for business and ready for a checkup. Like a cute schoolboy working on a hard math problem, his tongue probed around the side of his mouth as he felt my insides. Such an adventurer, he was exploring uncharted territories that he previously had only dreamed about in a girl like me.

  I tutored his hand and fingers as they roamed around and finally hooked up and under. I laid all the way back and moaned as my toes curled at the great feeling of joy and oncoming release. He was playing my instrument now as well as any of the band geeks could play theirs. My shoulders bunched as I tensed up and I let out a pouty whimper as he worked my glory spot faster and faster. I reached down and started tapping on my clit activating its wondrous pleasures as he released a wellspring of lady love that squirted up into the air.

  Justin stepped backward, withdrawing his finger as if he had somehow broken my pussy. Boy, did I have so much to teach my star football player!

  “Oh baby, that felt so good. Thank you for letting me cum all over us,” I said in a praising tone.

  “Yeah, uhh it got all over your skirt,” he answered back nervously.

  I unzipped the back of the skirt and shimmied my hips to let it loosen and fall around my ankles. I kicked it to the side and told him, “Not a biggie. It will just go in the wash.”

  “Now it’s your turn,” I said as I waved my finger at him scooching myself further onto the bed and luring him on top of me.

  Instinctively, he knew how to mount me. He spread my legs wide and folded me up and slid his knees up to my butt. Stroking himself a bit, he looked at me with a pained look on his face.

  “True, I don’t have a condom,” he said disappointingly. It’s as if he expected that this omission would end our night of fun right here and now.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’m on the pill. Go ahead and take me. I need it as badly as you do!”

  “Are you sure? I mean, I will make sure and pull out before I cum,” he hopefully said as if to please me.

  “We’ll cross that bridge when you get us there,” I said.

  He rubbed his hard dick on my wet pussy. Playfully, he rubbed the head up against my clit and downward only partially penetrating before leaving. He let it rest on top of me and leaned down and kissed me. “Thank you, True. You have already given me so much more than she ever has.”

  I kissed him before he could say more. The big man was my conquest, and I did not want anything said that would bring her into our thoughts or anything else other than a hot fuck.

  He pulled back and glanced down at our play things. He controlled himself long enough to push himself into me. I gasped for air as he engorged me. Invading my body, he was now filling me so full all the way to my limits.

  Thoughtfully, he progressed slowly, occasionally stopping along the way to make sure that I was comfortable. I was certainly wet enough after that nice big orgasm that he had previously induced by fingering me.

  I watched him as he eased back and forth. The motion was coming from only his hips. I watched the muscles bounce in his bare chest as he worked slowly, but harder now into me. He closed his eyes and drifted away in his mind. He was dreaming of being with me on a soft cloud. The intensity of my tight, wet place of happiness was getting to him. He felt good to me, and it was obvious that I felt good to him as well.

  In our excitement, we glided into each other back and forth until we developed a melodious rhythm. I bit my lip and winced as I struggled to maintain my senses as he took me back and forth, back and forth. Now and then, he leaned down and kissed my tits, sucking, and then pulling at them naughtily with his teeth. When he didn’t have his mouth on them, his hand would find them and keep them erect and lovingly stimulated. I felt a new urging, a new orgasm welling up inside of me. For someone that was relatively inexperienced, he was working my lady parts like a pro.

  I wailed and cried out as I again I squirted on him. He felt my rushing stream of love over and over like a volcanic eruption of hot molten lava surrounding his mighty member.

  Having felt many dicks inside of me before, I felt it. That moment when he was abo
ut to explode. I felt him slide out as he promised and an explosion of cum landed up against my leg. I reached down quickly, but calmly, and I put him back inside. The pressure of my pussy squeezing down on his massive cock caused him to groan loudly as he pulsated, shooting deep inside of my pussy.

  Justin looked down at me with a mixture of emotions on his face. He seemed excited and proud of himself to have seeded my pussy. But the look was tinged with a bit of fear. I had told him that I was on the pill. Yet, he wasn’t entirely reassured.

  That didn’t stop Justin. He continued to pump me full as the excitement of the forbidden naughtiness of the entire situation caused him to have the largest orgasm that he had ever known. We had cum together in harmony and created beautiful sexual music.

  Still hard inside me, he leaned down and kissed my cheek before asking, “Why did you put me back inside?”

  I answered him as tenderly and as honestly as I could, “Because I want to have you inside of me. Even after you leave, I want you with me.”

  “Who says I have to leave you tonight?” asked Justin.

  Who indeed?

  Dear Diary,

  Looking back, I enjoyed getting closer to Justin. I think he deserved a night of special female attention after he made the play that won the game for Beachmore! If Lacy isn’t going to take care of him, another girl will. Tonight that girl was me.

  I told Justin that I would rather keep things between us casual. I don’t want him to go back to Lacy. At the same time, I don’t want him telling me who I can and cannot see. I’m young, and this is college. I have no desire to be tied down to one guy. However, I am always up for giving Justin what he needs, what any guy his age needs.

  It’s as if we were all made with a plan. We’ve got what they need; and, they have what we want. Considering all of the gorgeous guys on this campus, I think I am going to be very happy here.

  Forever,

  True

  A Note from the Author

  Thank you so much for allowing me to introduce to you True Riley and her friends. If you read this, chances are you enjoy reading erotic stories just as much as I enjoy writing them. I hope that you will consider leaving this e-book an honest review at your favorite e-book distributor, Goodreads, and wherever else that you like sharing your favorite reads. I cannot stress to you how important reviews are. They can make or break the success of any book. And this is how others discover our work, as well as your chance to let us know how we are doing as writers.

  Until next time …..

  Cam Carrera

  izzeypress@yahoo.com

  Atlanta, GA 2015