Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 22

Truth be told, they could probably have just thrown Lexi into practice and she would have been fine. But Jackie London knew what she was doing by giving Kat a chance to spend time alone with the new girl. They hadn’t overtly planned it out between them, but both of them had an inkling of how they expected things to go.

There were moments when Jackie had her doubts. When things were quiet, and she was alone in her classroom or apartment, she was aware of the fact that her cheerleader pussy habit had gotten out of control. All her carefully drawn lines — the product of years of self-discipline — had been obliterated.

At least all the senior cheerleaders were of age — she knew that for a fact, as the files she had on all of them contained copies of their birth certificates. Even so, sex with students was not allowed, and if discovered she would be summarily fired and have to leave town. Her teaching career would most likely be over.

But though her practical self was aware of all this, in her heart of hearts she felt no guilt about what she was doing. If it made the girls feel good, and it made her feel good — and, God, did it make her feel good! — who was harmed? And the danger only made it all that much more exciting.

* * *

When Kat and Lexi got together after practice on Tuesday to work on some routines, Jackie watched them from a distance. But there was nothing much to see that day, other than two pretty girls talking and dancing.

To be sure, there was sexual tension between them from the very beginning. But Lexi was waiting for Kat to make the first move, and Kat was holding herself back. There was no shortage of meaningful looks between them as they worked together, with Kat taking every opportunity to put her hands on Lexi to demonstrate a particular position. At one point she cupped Lexi’s ass to pull her forward, but that was as far as things went.

Both girls went home and immediately masturbated, Lexi while watching a video of two blondes that she imagined were Kat and herself, and Kat in the shower while thinking of Lexi. Lexi enjoyed her orgasm, but still felt a little frustrated; she was pretty sure that Kat wanted her, but how could she make her availability more clear? She didn’t want to be too much a slut, especially on the off chance that she was wrong. Imagine it getting around that she’d made a pass at a fellow cheerleader in her first week in school; she’d never live that down. The best she could think of was to not wear a bra under her uniform the next day.

Kat noticed that Lexi’s tits were bouncing around more then they had before, and this certainly got her attention. She managed to get her hands on them while moving Lexi around, but for whatever reason she just couldn’t take things any further. Both girls were disappointed when the session was over.

They said goodbye and went their separate ways, but a couple minutes later Kat remembered that she’d left her phone in her locker and went back to retrieve it. Walking back through the locker room she saw Lexi sitting in front of her locker, naked except for a pair of sheer pink panties. Their eyes met, and the look in Lexi’s at that moment told Kat all she needed to know. She walked right up to Lexi and leaned down to kiss her.

She tasted so, so delicious: sweet, salty, a hint of fruit. Kat kissed her way down Lexi’s neck and eagerly tasted her new friend’s ripe young breasts. Her nipples were small but growing by the second. Kat took a moment to thank God, or whoever was running things, for giving her so many opportunities for exquisite pleasure. Then she hooked her fingers into either side of the waistband of Lexi’s panties and slowly pulled them off, staring fixedly into Lexi’s big brown eyes the whole time. Then she looked down at Lexi’s pussy: luscious, pink, damp, and slightly open. Kat penetrated her, gently, with one finger. Lexi exhaled and let out the softest of moans.

Inching Lexi slightly forward on the bench, Kat leaned down and took her first taste of the new cheerleader. Lexi sighed gratefully and opened her legs wider. She could hardly believe it; a week ago she could never have imagined herself in this position, but now it was like the fulfillment of a long-held dream. Kat took her time exploring the new territory, leaving Lexi’s pussy a few times to kiss, lick, and nibble her inner thighs. By the time Kat touched Lexi’s clit for the first time a few minutes later, she had progressed from quiet moans to full-on screams that echoed through the empty locker room. Soon Kat felt Lexi’s legs tremble and her nails dug into Kat’s shoulder as she came. Then they kissed again and Lexi tasted herself on another girl’s lips for the first time.

Kat told Lexi to get dressed and went to grab her phone. She had a few more things she wanted to teach the new girl, but not here. This was not the right setting, and anyway the custodians might come through at any moment. They walked together to Kat’s house, where no one was home. Her dad was still out of town and her mom was at a spin class. Kat brought Lexi to her bedroom and closed the door behind them, and in a matter of seconds they had ripped each other’s clothes off. 

Lexi was eager for her first taste of pussy but also anxious about her inexperience, so Kat coached her and complimented her at every step along the way. She told Lexi not to worry about making her come, but just to take it slow and enjoy the process. Soon Lexi, intoxicated by Kat’s taste and scent and the lovely little sounds she made, forgot to be nervous and let instinct take over. Kat rolled over into 69 position and things started to get loud; Lexi, it turned out, was a screamer. They took turns coming three, four, five times, then Kat took Lexi in her arms and whispered in her ear: “Welcome to the team.”

Afterwards Lexi got dressed and Kat walked her to the door wrapped in a towel. As they passed the living room, Lexi was stunned to see Kat’s mother sitting there watching TV. She must have heard everything; Lexi turned bright red and almost walked into a lamp.

“Hi, mom,” said Kat nonchalantly.

“Hello, dear,” answered Samantha. “Who’s this?”

“Oh, this is Lexi. She just joined the squad.”

“Well, that’s wonderful! Nice to meet you, Lexi.”

Lexi struggled to form words. She finally mumbled “Nice to meet you, ma’am,” and trying to be polite, managed to meet Samantha’s eyes. They were dancing, sparkling, full of meaning; Lexi’s heart hammered in her chest. She shyly wished Kat goodnight and started walking home, wondering what new surprises might be in store for her in the future.


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Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 21

Monday at lunchtime, Kat was hanging out in Jackie London’s office on when a girl walked in who neither of them had seen before. She was a slim, tan blonde with a fresh-faced look, dressed in a pink blouse and a denim skirt. Approaching Jackie’s desk somewhat tentatively, she asked, “Are you Ms. London?”

“I am,” answered Jackie. “And you are...?”

“My name’s Lexi Borden,” said the girl. “I just transferred here. I wanted to ask you about maybe trying out for the cheerleading squad.”

“Hmm,” said Jackie, looking over at Kat. “I don’t know. We already have a blonde.” The poor girl looked so crestfallen that Jackie immediately backtracked. “I’m just kidding. Have a seat, sweetheart. This is Kat, by the way.”

Lexi sat and crossed her legs, favoring Jackie and Kat with a big, friendly smile. This girl is really cute, thought Kat – dimples, nice legs, tight little bod – very fuckable.

“Where did you move here from?” asked Jackie.

“Southern California,” answered Lexi. “San Bernadino.”

“So why’d you move here?” inquired Kat, surprised that someone would move to their little town from California.

“Well, my dad was out of work for quite a while," Lexi replied, frowning and looking at the floor. He finally found a job in – ”, and here she named the big city closest to them.

“I see,” said Jackie. “What year are you in?”

“I’m a senior.”

“Wow,” sympathized Kat, “moving in your senior year. That’s tough.”

“Yeah,” agreed Lexi, her upper lip quivering a bit. “It’s not exactly what we wanted. But that’s how things are, right? Times are tough, everybody’s making sacrifices.” So sweet, this girl! Both Jackie and Kat were immediately taken with her.

“So were you a cheerleader in San Bernadino?” asked Jackie.

“Yeah, since my freshman year,” Lexi answered. “It’s my favorite thing, so much fun, a great way to meet people.”

“Well, I think we can give you a tryout. Why don’t you come by tomorrow after practice, 5:30. Do you have a uniform from your old school?”

“I do, actually.”

“Well great. Wear that, and we’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Thank you so much!” Lexi said and more or less bounced out of the room. Jackie and Kat gave each other a loaded look, and immediately locked the door and had a quick, quiet, but intense fuck session before it was time for class.

* * *

Lexi showed up right on time the next day, dressed in a green and yellow uniform and carrying matching pom-poms. Everyone had gone home except for Jackie, Kat, and Kelly Ann, who had stuck around to watch Lexi show them some of her moves. They adjourned to the gym where Lexi demonstrated some dances that she knew and did some tumbling. All three of the observers found her delightful, and she seemed blissfully unaware of the effect that the occasional flash of her panties had on them. All three of them wanted to jump her bones, but they knew better than to rush things too much.

Instead, Jackie told Lexi that they would give her a try. “Kat, would you mind working with Lexi after practice this week to teach her some of the routines?”

“It would be my pleasure,” answered Kat, grinning over at Kelly Ann, who shook her head in mock consternation. She had no doubt what was going on in her friend’s mind, and it involved a lot more than just dancing and cheering.

They issued Lexi a new blue uniform and planned for her and Kat to meet up and work together for the rest of the week. That day after practice Kat gave the new girl a tour of the gyms, fields, and locker room. As they talked and got to know each other, Kat was amazed at how sweet and guileless Lexi seemed to be. It made her even more appealing, and not a minute passed by when Kat didn’t want to rip her clothes off and lick her from head to toe; but Kat disciplined herself, not wanting to scare Lexi off, and determined to take this slow and easy, savor every moment of it.

As they got to know each other Lexi began to open up to Kat. Apparently she had left a serious boyfriend behind in California, the only guy she’d ever slept with. Kat was almost surprised that Lexi wasn’t a virgin, so innocent was her demeanor. But in truth she wasn’t quite so innocent – she had a lot of sexual fantasies that she didn’t talk about, and a lot of curiosity about every kind of sex. It didn’t take her long to figure out that something was going on with this group of cheerleaders; at one point when Kat left her alone, she saw Adriana and Olivia coming out of the same shower stall, naked and wet with big smiles on their faces. 

This image stuck in her head, and that day she started a new habit that she would continue for a while: when she came home from school she would surf the web for lesbian porn, spending hours at a time looking at pictures, reading stories, and watching videos. She saw and learned about things she had never imagined: strap-ons, orgies, bondage, domination, spanking. She watched lesbian cheerleader videos and imagined herself in the middle of them, masturbating over and over in her bedroom, in the bathroom, in the living room, in the kitchen. Her dad was working long hours at his new job and her mom was out of the picture, having remarried and moved to another country years ago. So Lexi had very little adult supervision and was pretty much free to do as she pleased. She found herself irresistibly attracted to porn where one girl dominated another, especially where it was an older woman in charge while the younger girl was submissive.

There was one particular video that Lexi watched over and over. It opened with a MILF, a beautiful brunette in her late 30s or early 40s, loading dishes into her dishwasher. There was a knock on the glass door that faced the back yard, and the woman opened it to admit a younger girl, a blonde maybe 19 or 20. Walking in, the girl said to the woman, “Hi, Mrs. Jones. Is Amy here?”

Mrs. Jones shook her head. “No, Lauren, she’s not back yet. Can I offer you something to drink? It’s awfully hot out there.”

“That would be great, Mrs. J,” said the blonde, taking a seat at the kitchen table. “Some lemonade maybe.”

“Sure thing,” answered the woman, and poured a glass, which she sat on the table next to Lauren. As the girl took a deep drink, Mrs. Jones walked around behind her and stood looking down at her. She was wearing a very skimpy outfit, a yellow bikini top and extremely short and tight denim cutoffs. Lexi thought that her tan shoulders looked very beautiful, and Mrs. Jones must have thought so too, because at this point she reached down and started massaging Lauren’s shoulders. “That was some game you guys played last night,” said Mrs. Jones. “You must be sore.”

“Yeah, I am, for sure,” said Lauren, closing her eyes and enjoying the massage. “That feels really good.”

“Just relax, honey,” said Mrs. Jones, continuing the massage and slowly, subtly beginning to move down Lauren’s chest. Soon she was cupping Lauren’s breasts and the girl offered no resistance, leaning back slightly with her eyes closed. Mrs. Jones pulled the bikini top down and began to massage Lauren’s breasts, occasionally squeezing the rapidly hardening nipples. The girl moaned and surrendered to the pleasure; suddenly, though, Mrs. Jones was no longer rubbing her breasts. Instead she forcefully gathered Lauren’s wrists behind her back and tied them together with a bungee cord.

Lauren’s eyes flew open. “Um, Mrs. J? What are you doing?”

“I’ll tell you what I’m doing,” said the woman, gagging her captive with a piece of cloth. “Teaching you a lesson, that’s what. You’re a tease, Lauren, did you know that? You walk around practically naked and act so innocent, but I know what you really want.” She swiftly stood Lauren up and then pushed her down onto the kitchen table so her breasts were pressed against its smooth surface. Leaving the helpless girl there for a moment, Mrs. Jones walked over to the kitchen counter and picked up a large wooden spatula.

Lauren struggled a little, but not very hard, as Mrs. Jones slid off her cutoffs and then her white panties. There was a loud smack as the brunette struck the younger girl’s naked ass with the spatula; Lauren yelped in mixed pain and surprise. “This is for your own, good, dear,” said Mrs. Jones, and she continued to spank both the girl’s cheeks until her ass was a pleasing shade of red. Then she pushed a hand between Lauren’s legs. “Just as I thought, nice and wet. You’re a nasty little girl, you know that?”

Mrs. Jones spread Lauren’s legs wide and pried her pussy lips open with two fingers; her cunt was almost bald with a thin fringe of blond hair. “God, what a peach,” said Mrs. Jones. She pushed two fingers into the girl’s squishy wet hole, then bent down to get a taste of her. Lauren moaned again, this time in pure pleasure.

“Don’t move, or there’ll be another spanking,” Mrs. Jones told Lauren, slapping her ass once for emphasis. She left the room for a minute and when she returned, she was wearing a long red strap-on. To make sure Lauren saw it, she went over to the counter and lubricated it with a little olive oil. Then she walked back behind Lauren and started easing the giant dildo into her. She had just gotten it all the way in and started fucking in earnest when the door opened and a dark-haired girl about Lauren’s age walked in.

“Mom, what's going on?”

“I’m just having a little word with your friend here, Amy,” said Mrs. Jones, and she and her daughter exchanged a devilish smile. Lauren let out a loud groan as Mrs. Jones thrust into her hard. “Would you like to join us?”

“What did you have in mind?” Amy asked her mother.

“Here, why don’t you have a taste. She’s a very yummy girl.” Mrs. Jones pulled the strap-on out of Lauren, who moaned in mixed frustration and embarrassment, then stood watching as her daughter sank to her knees and began to tongue the blonde’s wet pussy. This was such a beautiful sight, Lexi thought, the one young girl pleasuring the other and the woman controlling things. She almost always came at this point in the video, but that didn’t stop her from watching the rest.

Moving to the other side of the table, Mrs. Jones removed Lauren’s gag and forced the strap-on into her mouth, holding her firmly by her hair. “You like the way you taste?” Lauren tried to answer but her mouth was too full, of course; Mrs. Jones moved the girl’s head in a nodding motion. “I thought so. Isn’t she tasty, honey?”

Amy stopped licking her friend’s pussy and looked up at her mother, her face smeared with Lauren's juices. “Delicious, mom.”

“Give me a hand here, honey.” Working together the mother and daughter untied Lauren’s hands, flipped her over onto her back, and bound her again, this time tying each of her arms to one of the table legs on one side, so that her head hung over the side of the table. Amy dove back between her friend’s legs as Mrs. Jones unfastened and stepped out of the strap-on. She took a step forward; at this angle, Lauren’s head fit perfectly between her legs. The camera cut to a close-up of Lauren extending her tongue until it touched against the older woman’s pussy lips; then Mrs. Jones pulled the girl’s head up while pushing her pussy down, and Lauren’s face disappeared into the brown-haired bush.

The camera cut back to a long shot of Amy frantically licking and fingering her friend, who in turn pleasured Amy’s mother as best she could in this awkward position. Eventually they built to a climax, and both Lauren and Mrs. Jones had very loud orgasms. Mrs. Jones climbed off Lauren, finally giving the poor girl some air, and leaned down to give her a long, messy, cum-drenched kiss. “Good girl,” she said, and sank back in a chair after grabbing herself a beer from the fridge. Her daughter was just getting started, though. Amy stripped out of her t-shirt and shorts and stood naked over her friend. Her pussy was shaved completely smooth.

Amy leaned down to offer Lauren her breasts, which the blonde obediently suckled. This was shown in loving close-up as Lauren feasted on her friend’s flesh and licked and bit her nipples. Then Amy stood again and soon Lauren was eating the daughter’s pussy just as she had the mother’s. Amy licked her lips and grinned over at Mrs. Jones, who had started rubbing her clit with one finger. Amy nimbly hopped up onto the table, and this was how the video ended: The two girls 69ing as the older woman looked on, sipping her beer and masturbating.

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Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 20

Sunday was a quiet day in the neighborhood. A lot of people seemed to have gone out of town, including Jessica and Marie, who had left for the week on some mysterious errand.

Kat decided to drop by Kelly’s house, partly to return a math book she’d borrowed, and partly just for something to do. She thought of calling ahead to see if Kelly was home, but didn’t bother because she felt like a walk anyway. And maybe she had something else in the back of her mind....

The door was answered by Betty Ann, looking ten years younger than her age in cutoff jeans and a tight top with spaghetti straps. She smiled widely at Kat and invited her in. The same thing had happened a thousand times before, but this time it felt different; Betty and Kat knew each other in a way they hadn’t until this weekend.

“I brought Kelly’s math book for her,” said Kat.

“She went out for a run,” answered Betty. “Put it on the table there. Have a seat. I was just about to make a sandwich, you want one?”

“Sure,” said Kat. Again, this was a scene that had been played out many times in the past, but it felt new and exciting this time. Kat and Betty Ann chatted as Betty stood at the counter making sandwiches, but Kat couldn’t take her eyes off the older woman’s exquisite rump, which was beautifully framed by the cutoffs. She resisted the urges that were tugging at her, but only for a minute; then she was walking up behind Betty and thrusting a hand between the older woman’s smooth thighs. Betty Ann gasped and leaned back against Kat, who wrapped her other arm around Betty and got a firm grasp on one breast. 

They kissed eagerly as Kat pressed one hand into Betty’s crotch and popped her tits out of her top with the other. Her nipples were hard and pink, and Kat squeezed them, then leaned down to suck them. It wasn’t long until Betty was splayed out naked on the kitchen table, spreading her legs for Kat, who sat on a chair at the head of the table like a little girl waiting for a treat.

Kelly, meanwhile, was on her way home near the end of her run when she passed the Bowmans’ house and decided to drop in. No one answered, but just as Kelly was about to give up, Samantha came up behind her. She was returning from her yoga class, looking luscious in tight yoga pants and a midriff-baring top that not many women her age could have gotten away with.

“Hi, Mrs. Bowman,” said Kelly Ann.

“I think you can call me Samantha now,” she responded, opening the door and ushering Kelly inside. Samantha just happened to be terribly horny at the moment. Her yoga teacher was a magnificent creature, a 6-foot-tall Amazon who had a fantastic body and loved to show it off. Samantha had wanted her badly for a long time now, but she seemed distant and unattainable. Being around her during class, combined with the exercise endorphins, always worked Sam up into a state.

Kelly was also feeling kind of overheated, from her run and from Samantha’s mature sex appeal. From the moment the door closed behind them, they both knew what was going to happen; it was just a question of who would make the first move. It turned out to be Kelly who initiated things, drawn inexorably by Samantha’s full, soft lips. They shared a long, lingering kiss with lots of tongue; then Samantha grabbed the ice tray from the freezer, took Kelly by the hand, and led her upstairs to the master bedroom.

Kelly’s heart was beating fast. She’d seen this room hundreds of times, but never actually been inside it. Samantha stripped Kelly Ann naked and laid her out across the king-sized bed. Taking an ice cube in one hand, Sam started to run it all over Kelly’s body. This made Kelly’s already taut nipples even harder, and Samantha leaned down to nibble on the cool pink nubs. She ran the ice cube along Kelly’s belly, down to her knees, then up her inner thighs, leaning forward again to tongue Kelly’s clit just as the cube slipped between her pussy lips. Kelly yelped, arched her back, and bucked her hips violently, pushing her wet cunt right into Samantha’s face. With just a few more licks Samantha had Kelly writhing in a forceful orgasm. She removed the ice cube from Kelly’s pussy and slipped it into the girl’s mouth, then slowly fingered her to a second powerful climax.

Once she had had some time to recover, Kelly Ann happily peeled off Samantha’s clothes and returned the favor. She took her time icing Samantha down and licking every inch of her, savoring the salty taste of her sweat. As she was eating the older woman’s pussy, Kelly happened to look up to see a family picture of Samantha with her husband, Kat, and Kat’s brother who was away at college. This made Kelly feel very weird for a moment, but then she shrugged it off and went back to work.

Around the corner, Kat and Betty Ann had moved to the den, where they were 69ing on a black leather couch. There was a big mirror on one wall, and Kat was able to watch herself licking her friend’s mother’s red-haired pussy. She pictured Kelly Ann on the floor next to her, bent over, being fucked with a strap-on by Samantha; this sent her over the edge into a careening, multi-stage orgasm that left her feeling drained.

A few minutes later, Kat finally had her sandwich. Then she dressed and kissed Betty Ann goodbye, savoring her own taste on the older woman’s lips, and started walking home. Just as she turned the corner, there was Kelly Ann.

“Hey,” said Kelly.

“Hey,” said Kat. “I dropped off your math book at your house.”

“Cool.”

“Cool.”

“See you later then.”

“OK,” said Kat, and they went their separate ways.

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Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 19

That set off a free-for-all that soon had every room of the house filled with naked women, the smell of sex, and the sounds of pleasure. After a couple hours of this the party finally started to break up. Ella gave Adriana a ride home, and Olivia rode with Jackie; Janice walked home. The Collinses and Bowmans, however, decided to stay the night. Their husbands/fathers were out of town for the weekend, so they were free to do as they pleased.

Or, more to the point, as Jessica pleased. Her formidable powers of persuasion only deepened as the night wore into the wee hours, and for her nightcap Jessica chose: A large snifter of brandy; Marie kneeling between her legs with tongue at the ready; on the couch to her left, Kat and Betty Ann Collins; on the one to her right, Kelly and Samantha Bowman. 

Jessica sipped her brandy as the two couples kissed. The cheerleaders began to move down on their elders’ bodies, caressing and sucking their friends’ mothers’ breasts. Before long Kat and Kelly were also on their knees, spreading the older women’s legs and licking up their thighs. Jessica pulled Marie’s head into her crotch as the two teenagers began to sexually service the women who had babysat them and made them peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches.

By the time Jessica finished her drink, 69s were happening on both sides of her; that makes 138, she thought with a woozy grin. It was quite late and the drink had had its desired effect; sleep was beginning to pull at her. She had a sudden vision of Kat and Kelly on their hands and knees on the floor facing each other, kissing sloppily as Betty and Samantha strap-on fucked them from behind. But that would have to wait for another day. It was good to have some fantasies left unfulfilled, something to look forward to.

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In the morning Marie made everyone pancakes, and they spent some time cleaning up around Jessica’s house; the party had left an impressive mountain of empty bottles and dirty glasses. Then Samantha suggested a picnic. Jessica said that she knew just the spot, a quiet and secluded corner of the state park that was not far from town. So they packed up Jessica’s SUV and headed out: the two mothers, the two daughters, Marie, and Jessica behind the wheel of course.

It was a glorious, sunny autumn day and they drove along happily listening to Marie’s favorite reggae mix. The spot was just as Jessica had described it, shady and peaceful and hidden from public view. They spread out blankets, hauled out their cooler, and dug into the picnic basket Marie had prepared. A bottle of champagne was opened and quickly disappeared, followed by another.

This group being who they were, it wasn’t long until clothes started to come off, and pretty soon things had gotten completely out of hand. Jessica put Kelly Ann to work between her legs and looked up, gesturing to Betty. The idea of being sandwiched between the two redheads had been rattling around in her head all day, and she was determined to now scratch that itch. To one side of them, Kat looked on with great interest as Jessica laid back on the blanket and Betty Ann knelt over her head, facing away from her daughter for modesty’s sake. On the other side Samantha and Marie had become entwined, feeding each other strawberries and cherries.

A few minutes passed. The air was full of soft moans and squishing sounds as Jessica stretched out on the ground, one redhead eating her pussy as she licked and fingered the other. Marie and Samantha were 69ing as Kat just watched, masturbating furiously with her skirt up and her panties down around her knees, sipping bubbly all the while. Then a voice broke the silence.

“What have we here?”

Kat and Betty Ann were the first to see her: a park ranger, female, short and somewhat stocky. Her name tag said “V. Cooley.”

“How are you ladies today?” asked Ranger Cooley.

Looking up from between Kelly Ann’s legs, her chin coated with Kelly’s juice, Jessica answered calmly. “Fine.”

“I’m sure you’re aware that you’re in violation of several park regulations here.”

Jessica sized up Cooley. She looked a little butch, light brown hair tied up in a bun beneath her ranger hat, but she seemed to have a decent body underneath the squarish, unflattering uniform.

“The fines can be quite substantial,” said Cooley.

“Is that so?” answered Jessica. “Surely we can work something out, officer?” She smiled to herself. This was going to be more pleasure than punishment, she was sure.

“Call me Ronnie,” said the ranger. “I’m sure we can come to some sort of accommodation....” She looked around until her eyes lit on Kat, looking very cute and naughty with panties down around her ankles. “Come here, blondie,” she said, crooking a finger.

Everyone watched as Kat approached the ranger. Cooley tossed her hat aside and kissed Kat hard on the mouth, roughly grabbing the girl’s crotch with one hand. Samantha had mixed feelings upon witnessing this. One the one hand, it was pretty hot; on the other, she felt as if she ought to be protecting her daughter. But had she stepped in, Kat would undoubtedly have gotten mad, felt her mother was treating her like a child; and anyway, judging by the look on Kat’s face, she was rather enjoying herself. Ronnie had penetrated Kat with one strong finger while unbuttoning her own shirt with the other hand.

Soon Ronnie’s rather substantial tits were hanging out and she brought Kat’s head down to them. Kat obediently licked and sucked the giant globes, impressed with the size of the ranger’s nipples and how far they jutted out when erect. When Ronnie felt that her breasts had gotten the attention they deserved, she pushed Kat to her knees. Kat knew what was expected of her – she undid Cooley’s belt and the button of her pants, unzipped the fly, and pulled the pants down so the ranger could step out of them. She was wearing simple, rather large white panties that Kat also removed.

Kat leaned in between Ronnie’s legs. She had been hiking around the park quite a bit, and was very sweaty and on the whole not as clean as one might have hoped. The overall effect was kind of gross and at the same time weirdly intoxicating, and Kat soon found herself licking away with total abandon as Cooley held Kat’s head with one hand and steadied herself on Kat’s shoulder with the other.

When Ronnie had had a substantial orgasm on Kat’s face, she pushed the girl away and looked at the assembled spectators. “Alright, who’s next?”

Jessica was content to let Cooley call the shots as long as it suited her. She watched the ranger straddle Samantha’s face and call for Kelly, who compliantly moved over to where Ronnie could taste her pussy. Ronnie was amazed at the sweet, sweet taste of Kelly’s young pussy, and brought over Kat so she could compare and contrast. She went back and forth between the blonde and the redhead a couple of times, unable to decide on a favorite.

When Cooley had experienced two more intense orgasms thanks to Samantha’s experienced tongue, she left the two cheerleaders behind and focused in on Marie. Running a hand between Marie’s legs, she lifted the French girl clean off the ground – she was so light, so soft – and tossed her down on one of the blankets. The ranger dove eagerly into Marie’s wet pussy. This put Cooley’s ass up in the air, her cunt exposed, and so Betty Ann decided to go ahead and get involved. She jabbed her tongue into Ronnie from behind. Kelly was a bit taken aback to see her mother acting such the slut... but it caused a surge of energy between her legs, there was no doubt about it.

Jessica, however, was not going to end up as Cooley’s plaything. She retrieved the strap-on she had brought and equipped herself. Gently easing Betty Ann aside, she plunged roughly into the unsuspecting ranger, who screamed into Marie’s pussy like she’d been shot. Jessica fucked Ronnie with all her strength, convincing herself that she was furious at this intrusion and abuse of power, though in truth it has been a wholly enjoyable episode. She made the ranger come loudly once, twice, three times, then rolled her off Marie and off the blanket onto the grass, where she lay gasping for breath.

After a minute Cooley picked herself up off the ground and dressed, mustering as much dignity as she could. She tipped her hat to the group. “Enjoy the rest of your day, ladies.” 

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Housewives and Cheerleaders, Chapter 18

Just at that moment, though, Jessica called everyone back to the living room. Soon all the ladies were gathered around Adriana, who was still bound hand and foot with her legs wide apart, gagged, with nipple clamps hanging from her tits.

Ana could not begin to fathom why she had been singled out for this kind of treatment. In fact, from the moment she’d arrived at Jackie London’s house — had it really just been hours ago? — it was like she had walked through a door into another universe.

Jessica, for her part, had been strongly taken with Ana at first glance. She had a thing for black girls and, given the woeful lack of diversity in their small town, Ana was a rare and exotic specimen. Singling Ana out to be tied and displayed was Jessica’s somewhat strange way of showing her esteem. She intended to whip Ana up into a fine frenzy before finally making her come like she’d never come before.

Addressing the group, Jessica said, “I’ve decided that it’s silly for us to deny ourselves the pleasure of enjoying Adriana here any longer. So what we’re going to do is pass her around like a party favor. Each of you will get to do as you please with her for 15 minutes.

“To be clear, she still doesn’t get to come till I say so. Now, I have eight numbers in this hat, so everybody pick one.”

They did, and number 1 went to Marie, who did a little dance at her good fortune. Then she slid underneath Adriana, gently removed the clamp from one nipple, and fastened her mouth on instead. Ana’s body stiffened; she had been confined there in a state of major arousal for a good long time, and this little taste of pleasure went right to her head. Marie unclipped the other nipple and let the clamps fall to the floor, running her fingers across Ana’s red, swollen nubs. She lavished lots of attention from her mouth and tongue on Ana’s soft brown tits, bringing the already excited girl to a state of tingling fever.

Marie kissed and licked her way slowly down Ana’s body, spending a long time on the belly button. She found the taste of Ana’s flesh intoxicating; although she had serviced many women at her mistress’s behest, few were this exquisite. Gradually Marie continued down to Ana’s hips and thighs; she could smell Ana’s wetness now, and wanted to torture her right to the brink, make her drip all over. Marie covered Ana’s inner thighs with little kisses and bites, staring right into her glistening, dark brown, slightly parted pussy lips. She planted two big kisses on either side of Ana’s slit and had just reached the point where she couldn’t resist diving in for another second... when the timer Jessica had set went off. Marie’s time was up.

Next up was Kat, who was a little put out over all the attention Ana was receiving. She had a few things in mind, but first of all she wanted Ana blindfolded, so Marie brought out a sleeping mask which Kat fastened on her fellow cheerleader’s head. Then Kat reached down to feel how wet Ana was. “Oh, God, it’s like a river down there,” she said to no one in particular. She moistened each of her fingers and then slipped off Ana’s gag, making her clean all of her own juice off Kat’s hand. “That’s a good girl,” said Kat, loving this feeling of power over the usually imperious Adriana.

“I don’t know,” said Kat, “I kind of feel like she should have to make each of us come before she gets to come herself.” There were murmurs of assent in the room, and Kat untied Ana’s arms and legs, then cuffed her hands behind her back and pushed her to her knees. After adding a collar and leash to the ensemble, Kat looked around: where to start? Her eyes lit on Betty Ann Collins, and so Kat led Ana by the leash over to where Betty was sitting. Betty spread her legs to give Ana access; Kat noticed for the first time that her pubic hair was exactly the same shade of red as Kelly’s.

Betty and Kat made Ana work hard; Kat occasionally pulled Ana’s head away from the older woman’s pussy with the leash, and Betty kept wriggling around to make it hard for Ana to find her clit. Almost the whole 15 minutes had passed before Betty shuddered visibly and held Ana’s head tight to her crotch as an orgasm ripped through her.

The number 3 had gone to Samantha, so Kat found herself handing Ana’s leash over to her mother. Man, she thought, have things changed. She didn’t feel ashamed, exactly, but she couldn’t quite meet Samantha’s gaze as she passed the leash.

Samantha led Ana over to Jessica and pressed her face between the blonde’s thighs. Jessica again made things difficult for Ana, who was fairly new at licking pussy anyway and didn’t have the use of her hands. Meanwhile Samantha kept distracting Ana by running one foot up her thighs and sliding a toe across her slit. “Work harder, girl,” ordered Jessica, who had total self-control; she waited for the timer to ring before letting herself come.

Janice’s turn was next, and she figured the poor girl’s tongue must be tired by now. She uncuffed Ana and stretched her out on the floor, outfitting her with both a strap-on and a face dildo. Janice availed herself of the face and invited Marie to use the strap-on, bending down to watch the shaft slide in and out and occasionally stretching out her tongue to lick Marie’s clit. 

“Move your hips, slut,” Janice coached. “Fuck her harder, you little tramp.” In this way Marie came fairly quickly and climbed off, and Janice took the wet strap-on into her mouth as Ana continued to face-fuck her. When Janice came she shrieked “Oh yessssssss!” and sat down hard on Ana’s face, pounding the unfortunate girl’s head against the floor. Afterward Janice still had a few minutes left, which she spent fingering Ana and gently brushing her clit, bringing her repeatedly to the brink while admonishing her not to dare think of coming.

Number 5 was Ella, who felt like a change of scenery. She led Ana on hands and knees out to poolside, where she tied the leash off on a table leg. Ella then spent some time arranging the exact tableau that she most wanted to see. 

When Ella whipped off Ana’s blindfold a few minutes later, she found herself surrounded by her three fellow cheerleaders, Kelly, Kat, and Olivia. Ana was on her knees so her head was right at pussy level. Olivia pulled Ana’s head between her legs, and both Kelly and Kat brought one of Ana’s hands between theirs. After a minute of this Olivia pushed Ana away, and soon Ana found herself licking Kelly’s pussy and fingering Olivia and Kat. Ana kept getting passed around this way, always trying to do three things at the same time, until she was finally able to coax orgasms out of each girl.

The next to take over was Jackie, who had given herself three magnificent orgasms while watching the four cheerleaders go at it and was feeling happy and relaxed as a result. She was particularly enjoying Ana, always so haughty and prideful, being made to serve. She waved her wine glass at her student and barked, “Refill.” Ana took the glass and left for the kitchen, getting a hard slap on the ass from Jackie as she went.

When Ana returned Jackie took the wine glass from her and pointed to the pool. “10 laps,” she ordered. Ana was all too happy to comply. She was unbelievably hot and bothered from all that had happened. She actually was getting a thrill from being bossed around; this was something new she was learning about herself. She had loved being made to eat all those pussies, being treated like an object and, perhaps most of all, being the center of attention. But she had been unable to pleasure herself, and every inch of her body was aching with the need for relief. Swimming would let her get her mind off it, at least. She plunged in and began to circle the pool.

Jackie sat back and sipped her wine while watching Adriana swim. Ana was an amazing specimen, there was no doubt about it. She swam with powerful strokes and the muscles under her brown skin rippled as she worked. Several of the ladies joined Jackie in watching, while the rest got involved in new little clusters. Ella went after Olivia, the only cheerleader she hadn’t tasted yet, and a minute later they were 69ing on one of the deck chairs. Marie was servicing Janice as Janice divided her attention between Adriana swimming and Ella and Olivia fucking. 

Kat gazed longingly at Betty Ann Collins, but for some reason she was overcome with an attack of shyness. She wasn’t quite ready to fuck Kelly’s mother with Kelly watching. Instead she found Kelly herself and knelt down between the redhead’s legs, hoping Betty would be watching. Her own mother might be watching as well, she realized; in her mind’s eye she pictured Samantha pleasuring Betty just as Kat was doing to her daughter, and a spontaneous orgasm vibrated through her. This vibration seemed to pass right up into Kelly Ann, who climaxed violently while holding on to Kat for support.

When Ana was done swimming laps, Jackie had her do jumping jacks. This was a beautiful sight to behold, the young girl’s enormous breasts bouncing up and down and her wonderful ass clenching and unclenching. After watching this for a couple minutes, Jackie felt recharged and ordered Ana to her knees – a position she was getting very familiar with. Ana obediently licked Jackie all over, paying careful attention to her breasts and thighs, then got her off with fingers and tongue just as her time expired.

Lucky number 7 belonged to Betty Ann who, warm and nurturing person that she was, wanted to give Ana the opportunity to fulfill both her remaining obligations at once. So she walked Ana and Kat to one of the bedrooms and laid Kat back on the bed. Kat opened her legs and looked up at them expectantly.

Betty had always found Kat attractive, but she would never on her own have tried to seduce her friend and lover’s daughter. But now the opportunity had more or less fallen into her lap, and she didn’t feel like waiting a minute longer. She let Ana get in just a few licks at Kat’s blond pussy before joining in herself. 

Kat arched her back and wailed as the two tongues ran all around her thighs and belly and back to her cunt. Betty Ann burrowed between Kat’s folds and stabbed her tongue as far up inside as it would go, drowning herself in the girl’s delicious nectar. Kat looked down at her; from this angle the red head squeezed between her legs could just as easily have been Kelly’s. But then Betty looked up at her knowingly and raked a finger across her clit. Realizing that this was her friend’s mother and her mother’s lover, Kat shook all over with a mighty orgasm that almost knocked her unconscious.

Once she had recovered herself, Kat was determined to return the favor. Betty Ann took her place on the bed and the two cheerleaders went to work on the older woman’s hot wet pussy. A minute later the door opened and in walked Olivia, whose turn with Ana was next. She had no wish to break up the lovely scene in front of her, so after watching for a bit she climbed onto the bed and lowered her pussy onto Betty’s waiting mouth. When Olivia bent forward, Betty Ann had three cheerleaders’ tongues working on her at once; the girls made her come over and over until she really, truly couldn’t take it anymore and left the room to get a cold drink.

This was when Kelly Ann showed up to take her turn. Without realizing it, she stepped in and simply took her mother’s place in the scene, laying on the bed with Ana and Kat on their knees licking her and Olivia riding her face. A minute later Ella appeared at the doorway and leaned against the doorway just watching. Soon Jackie came up behind her and wrapped both arms around Ella, reaching one hand down between her legs to masturbate her. Ella started to stroke Jackie’s clit in return as they watched the cheerleaders go at it. 

When Kelly’s time was up she took Adriana by the hand, as she had been instructed by Jessica, and led her to the dining room. The room was lit only by candlelight and the table was bare except for a white tablecloth; Kelly laid Ana down on it like a virgin sacrifice. One by one all the ladies gathered around the table. Jessica appeared in a black robe that made her look like some kind of priestess; it was in fact just an ordinary terrycloth bathrobe, but it had an interesting cut to it. 

What followed was completely improvised but felt like a ritual that had been practiced many times before. Marie and Kelly each held one of Ana’s ankles and spread her legs; Olivia, who was between them, leaned down to take a little taste of the gushing fountain between Ana’s legs. Just as she did so, Jessica dripped a spot of hot wax onto Ana’s left breast; the pleasure and the pain hit her at the same time, wrenching a cry from her that echoed through the silent room.

Then everyone rotated one position to the right; Olivia and Janice held Ana’s legs as Marie ran her tongue up Ana’s thigh and across her slit. Again, Jessica timed the drops of wax to coincide with the jolts of bliss. In this way each of the ladies had their turn at Ana’s pussy, and each time Jessica made sure the agony and ecstasy went hand-in-hand. The last turn went again to Kelly Ann, who sucked Ana’s clit between her lips while penetrating her teammate with a thumb. A few seconds of this brought Ana right to the brink of a long-awaited orgasm. But Ana had learned her lesson. She pushed Kelly away and looked up at Jessica.

“Permission to come, ma’am?”

Jessica lifted one hand with the thumb pointed sideways like a roman emperor. After holding it there for a few seconds, she slowly rotated it until the thumb pointed up. Kelly dove back between Ana’s legs and in an instant Ana was convulsing in a monumental climax, gripping Kelly’s head between her powerful thighs. In another instant Ana had hands and mouths all over her, and started coming over and over in a tide until they all blurred together into one. When at last the feeding frenzy let up and Ana had a minute to recover, she looked up to see Jessica untying the sash of her robe and the enormous strap-on from before popping out. Jessica advanced on the waiting cheerleader; this time Ana was going to get the fucking that she really deserved.

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