Maisie Edwards is such a loser. Just because she gave Mr Totbury, the geography tutor, a hand job, she thinks she’s the cat’s whiskers. It turns out, he’s not even on the judging panel. That girl is just one epic fail.
My name is Danny and I am a Junior cheerleader for one of the top football teams in the south of the USA. This year I got short-listed for Cheerleader of the Year in my grade. To get short-listed, you have to have what it takes. Your high kick has to be faultless and you need to have a perfect jump and tumble as well as a good range of stunts. After you’ve made the final eight, well it’s anything goes. I’m not sure the last time a girl actually won the prize purely for her cheerleading skills, if you know what I mean.
My best friend is JJ. Her full name is Julie Jackson, hence the nickname. Everyone calls her JJ though, including the tutors. We’ve been besties since we were freshers and we will do anything for each other. I think you would say that we’re straight technically, but we do get a bit kissy and giggly after a beer or two and if the moment is right, we’ll go further.
I’m sure JJ would be the first to admit that she’s a bit of a slut. Well, I can talk - we’re both little cock teasers. It kind of makes the world go round. Unless your dad is the mayor or something, you have to go the extra mile to get anywhere in this world.
This year, there’s a new award for best Cheerleading duo. Julie and I have been selected for the final four pairs in that category as well as the individuals. Our main competitors are Maisie Edwards and Lauren Vickers. Maisie sees herself as a bit of a bad ass because her mom did time for money laundering. I have to admit she is a great cheerleader, but she just needs to be not so up herself. Lauren is cool, but she needs to ditch Maisie. She thinks having her as a a cheerleader buddy will open doors, but she’s in for a rude awakening, in my humble opinion.
Wednesday May 7th
Brad Dempsey is one amazing fuck! Everything Betty Ricardo said was true. Apart from the length of his cock. That was a slight exaggeration. But still, he scores a straight 10. I’ve not seen JJ orgasm so big. I thought she was going to break his bed! Slut. Ha ha!
Last night saw JJ and me heading to Brad’s house. Brad is a new guy. He moved state with his parents last year. He’s a senior, but we’re not partisan. A mutual friend road tested him two weeks ago and reports were very favourable.
I went round to JJ’s and we decided to walk to Brad’s from there and get a taxi back. It was a hot evening, so we were dressed for the weather and the occasion. Julie looked amazing. She was ready, just as I turned up at her house. She was wearing just the skimpiest red shorts I ever saw. She has the cutest butt and in those shorts, and it would be on show for Brad’s viewing pleasure, even before we got down to it. She has fairly long, sandy blonde hair and a very tight figure. Her boobs are small compared with my own, but they’re a nice handful. She has very unusual, sexy green eyes, that have an intoxicating quality that sparkle when she’s happy.
I am a true blonde with big but proportionate boobs and rather a pert bum. I’m told my butt wiggles when I walk and I get more than my fair share of attention from guys. I’m not blowing our trumpet too loudly, when I say that when JJ and I are out on the town we are drop dead gorgeous and smokin’ hot. On this occasion I was in my favourite lemon skirt and button up, white sleeveless top. My skirt was really short, so it didn’t require a leap of imagination to see the crease of my ass cheeks. I love that I have an ample butt. Julie is always giving it a playful squeeze at virtually every opportunity.
I think it’s fair to say, we were going to blow Brad’s socks off. Being active and training constantly, we are equally toned, with slim legs, and tummies that you could bounce a cent on. We headed off in the direction of Brad’s house, our pony tails bobbing, knowing that every guy mowing their lawn and watering their flowers were checking us out. Some girls say guys like that, I mean like my dad’s age and stuff are just pervy, but I don’t see that. Just because they’re a bit older doesn’t stop them having fantasies. I know the way my tits bounce as I walk, makes guys blow a fuse - I think that’s a good thing.
“You look awesome baby! I love the red shorts,” I said, as we walked down JJ’s road.
“Ah you too! You’re so sexy with your BUTT!!!”
“Waaah heeee heee!”
I nipped JJ back and we were almost skipping as we reached Brad’s house, teasing each other and talking about all the naughty, slutty things we were going to do with our man.
Brad’s folks had gone out for the night and weren’t expected back till the early hours. That gave us plenty of time to give him a proper work out. We had both hit on him after lunch the previous Friday, telling him that we were good ol’ Southern girls, and had heard good things about guys from the mid-south.
Brad is five eleven and lean but hunky with it. He has all the muscles in the right places without being too ripped. He has fair hair, shaved at the sides and kind of curly on top. He’s cute too and very confident. Some guys can be overwhelmed when they’re approached by two girls, but none of that with Brad. He was like ‘bring it on!’ I like guys to be confident, as long as they’re not macho and boorish. Quietly confident, clean and masculine, and a guy is half way into my panties.
We knocked on Brad’s door. It was in a quiet neighborhood with some tennis courts and a little wood at one end.
“Hey ladies! Come in.”
“How you been?” I asked.
“Good, but better now! Shit you two look hot!”
“That’s the idea,” said JJ.
Brad was in loose-fitting blue shorts and a thin white, sleeveless basketball top. He had a rangy, athletic look about him, which I like. Just seeing his legs and arms, all toned and rippling made me gooey, especially when I thought about what we were there for. Exams weren’t that far off and we should have been revising by rights; but we weren’t gonna miss an opportunity to sleep with Brad.
We stood in his hall, making small talk for a while. The usual shizzle. During this time, Brad’s eyes were all over us. He had a very casual and calm way of talking and didn’t seem even a little bit fazed about nailing two eager cheerleaders like us. Even after a few minutes, he had an obvious semi on. Goodness knows what was going through his mind, but it occurred to me that whatever it was, we needed to put it into practice.
“So, are you going to show us up to your room then, or what?” I asked, cheekily.
“I think that’s a marvellous idea. Straight up stairs, I’ll be right behind you!”
We walked up stairs and Brad lost no time in giving our butts a feel on the way. Once on the landing, he pointed to his room and we entered together. He had an old ship’s name plate mounted on one wall and two wooden oars, placed in an ‘X’ on the other, as well as the usual semi-nude beach babes and a totally porno calendar.