(Done for Evie Hyde's cumpetition, all characters are 18 and over)
Tracy had watched the cheerleaders as far back as middle school and attending the games her older sister Kelsey performed at, watching her sister thrown into air and caught graceful in the strong arms of some guy. She sighed as realized she’d been scribbling and daydreaming again, her homework almost done in front of her, she wasn’t like her, Kelsey had the beauty and grace, Tracy had inherited brains and a strong work ethic. Much like her father who worked at the office and traveled on business to provide for them and for mom, who Kelsey more closely resembled now that she was in college and had begun to enjoy living large just like their mother. Another sigh escaping as she let her forehead rest against her paper, she questioned both their rather selfish life choices but still the excitement and appeal of living lavishly was tempting, even if she knew the cost was working dad to the bone to keep up with paying for it.
It had been during one of mom’s “birds and the bees” talks
that she had said that after her first time things would change, and she’d
understand, and that when the time came and she wanted to talk about it she’d
be there for her. Of course, Tracy was too busy rolling her eyes and trying to
pretend to listen as her mother lectured her on stuff she already knew, her mom
playing the role of a responsible adult…for once. Putting her homework away she
went to her closet, and tugged out a box and pulled out her sister’s old uniform,
slipping into it as she had done before and doing up the bow into her air she
stood in front of the mirror striking poses, and taking a few pics with her
phone.
It was just a bit of role-play she had fallen into trying once she had started…coming into her own and discovering herself. Pulling open a drawer she took out a plastic dildo Kelsey had got her for her birthday in secret, it had been a god send she had to admit. Falling onto the bed she stroked it down the front of the uniform before slipping it under the skirt and touched it to her slit, sans panties now. Rubbing her lips together she began to push it in. A moan escaped, and she tried to muffle any further noise not wanting to alert her parents to her nocturnal activity. Normally she let herself get off to thoughts of a cute celebrity, or even one of her friends she had at least thought about in that way, tonight though was different and her thoughts drifted to the football player she had seen coming out of the school weight room today, unconsciously nudging the toy deeper into her sex.
It was just a bit of role-play she had fallen into trying once she had started…coming into her own and discovering herself. Pulling open a drawer she took out a plastic dildo Kelsey had got her for her birthday in secret, it had been a god send she had to admit. Falling onto the bed she stroked it down the front of the uniform before slipping it under the skirt and touched it to her slit, sans panties now. Rubbing her lips together she began to push it in. A moan escaped, and she tried to muffle any further noise not wanting to alert her parents to her nocturnal activity. Normally she let herself get off to thoughts of a cute celebrity, or even one of her friends she had at least thought about in that way, tonight though was different and her thoughts drifted to the football player she had seen coming out of the school weight room today, unconsciously nudging the toy deeper into her sex.
She began thinking of him in that tank top he’d been
wearing, her in her cheerleader uniform, him lifting her up in those strong
arms and kissing her. Again, and again, his kisses on her neck, her hand
drifting to her chest as she thought of his meaty hands there squeezing. The
toy getting deeper into her sex now, sawing it hard as her pleasure and the
fantasy grew. He had her on the bed now, her bed, his big cock thrusting into
her just like this harder, mmm yes faster, fucking her, fucking his little
cheerslut. Biting her lip hard and losing control as she now rammed the toy
home into her now soaked folds she gasped and arched hard in pain as she pushed
it in too deep and felt a sharp pain explode from her abdomen.
Thrown out of her fantasy and feeling her heart stop and her
body run cold she carefully pulled her toy out and went to the bathroom, taking
all but a minute to confirm what she suspected. After cleaning herself up she
gripped the counter, sweat breaking out as she stared into the sink “Fuck, fuck
fuck ok Tracy it’s fine…it’s fine…you just took your own virginity that’s all….that’s
all it is.” Taking another deep breath as she continued to try and talk herself
down “you just lost it thinking about the quarterback…. screwing your brains
out…. after winning the game.”.
Pushing her hair back, fingers absently drifting over her
collar “Winning the game, making out with him, celebrating in the backseat of
his car.” She licked her lips hand slipping under her uniform again as her
arousal returned stronger then before, not even bothering to lift her skirt and
shoving her hand straight down the hem and rubbing her slit, shamelessly
swirling it in circles in front of the mirror as a heady giggle escaped. “Yeah
go baby, go, go” she barely held back from shouting a cheer as her fingers
slipped in and she began frigging herself. Lips parted panting as she fell back
against the wall still clutching and rubbing her body, gripping her breasts as
she felt a subtle swell just enough to fill out the old uniform but not so much
yet it couldn’t be chalked up to a growth spurt, briefly recalling how much
Kelsey filled out her senior year. Thinking about when she had caught a peek of
Kelsey taking one of her boyfriends between her tits and rubbing him off
between them, she was goanna be so fucking jealous when her baby sis outgrew
her.
Another giggle this one higher and more unrestrained as her
fingers plunged faster, thoughts of taking the quarterback…any of the team
between her tits and showing them her team spirit. She grinned wide higher and
higher she worked herself, almost there…almost. Her ringtone started going off
in the bedroom and she felt her lips curl up into a hint of a sneer as she was
broken from her reverie, going to pick it up. “Hello” she instantly answered
with an exasperated tone “Hey Stacy it’s Louis, I know it’s late but…” she cut
him off, finding herself lacking any patience for him or anything suddenly,
nearly yelling into the phone “But what you little dweeb! Fucking calling me in
the middle of the night, when did I ever give you permission to bother me with
your shit this late!” the venom spewing from her full lips, the anger at the…nerve
of this guy “S…Stacy I just…” she sneered now and spat into the phone “Just…Just
what loser, I’m hanging up go curl up and die for all I care, I’ve got better
things to do tonight then to listen you stammer on.”. She hung up before he
could say anymore to her bratty short-tempered response, she clutched the phone
before throwing it, watching it crack against her dresser. Turning away from it
with a furrowed brow, it didn’t matter daddy would get her another one.
She flung herself onto her bed and began swirling and
shoving her fingers into her now soaking wet snatch again, thoughts of skipping
study group tomorrow, cheer squad try outs were coming and she had always
wanted to be one. No time for those nerds, she needed to practice, maybe mom
would let her borrow some of her designer make up, defiantly call sis up for pointers. Already
thinking of which of the guys she’d be giving a victory kiss to first as she
came hard.
