1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 4)


    Date: 1/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Romance, School, Young, Author: Muke Hunt Hz, Rating: 95.5, Source: sexstories.com

    myself. It was like going to a strip club and looking at the girls you can never touch; it’s ok at first, but before long you want more. As the afternoon turned to evening, Cherry and I continued texting almost non-stop. I noticed a few times that I was actually pacing while waiting for her texts to come in and each one was like the next present to a kid at Christmas. It might sound like just an obsession, but it was more than that. We had connected on multiple levels, never running out of something interesting to talk about, and I knew that I had fallen completely in love with her. Before I even realized what I was doing, I was in the car and driving towards the love of my life. It seemed like a ‘stalker’ thing to do and I didn’t know what I was going to do once I got there, but I couldn’t help myself; I just had to be closer to Cherry. It was getting late when I pulled into Cherry’s neighborhood. It looked like most of the community was home for the night; cars in driveways and no one out on the sidewalks. I turned onto her street and quickly found Cherry’s home but knew better than to stop in front of her place. I parked a few houses down the street. Cherry and her Mom lived in a Ranch style home that had a lot of large trees and shrubs for landscaping. I only saw one light on in the house and since I was still texting her, I figured it might be Cherry’s room. I walked back towards her place as though I belonged in the area while being careful to look and make sure no one ...
    was peering out of their windows at me. Just as I was about to pass her place, I took one more look around and ducked behind some bushes and texted Cherry. “What are you doing?” She texted back, “Nothing. You?” “Just sitting here. Wishing I could see you,” I texted back. “Yeah, me too,” she replied. “Is your mom still up?” I asked. “No. Why?” As I made my way to what turned out to be her window, I explained, “I want to play a game. Are you interested?” She replied, “Oh that sounds like fun. What kind of game do you have in mind?” I said, “It’s a game of pretend; I want you to pretend that I’m there and you are putting on a show for me.” Cherry said, “Ok; what kind of show would you like?” Not wanting to limit her options, I said, “It’s your choice. But the only rule is: whatever you say you are doing, you have to actually do it—no cheating!” Cherry agreed to the terms of the game, locked her bedroom door, and began giving me a full narration of what she was doing. Completely unaware that I could see her every move, she put on some music and said that she was doing a slow, sexy dance while pretending it was me she saw in the mirror. Her hands explored her body; occasionally slipping under her t-shirt and yoga shorts. A few minutes later, she was slipping the t-shirt over her head. Until that point, I had thought she was wearing a bra because of how her magnificent breasts were standing—but they were standing proud without assistance! Cherry told me she was now topless and that ...
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