A Brother to Cheer For

"It's okay," Bobby said. "I'll clean it off."

Bobby grabbed something off the floor and wiped his semen off of my miniskirt. He rubbed the item against my pussy, making sure to collect each and every last drop.

"Thank you," I said. "You're such a good sexy brother."

"Stepbrother," he corrected.

`"Well, either way, you're still pretty damn cute," I responded.

At that moment, I realized what item Bobby had used to clean off my miniskirt. It was my cheerleader bloomers.

I stared at Bobby's hands, and one of my biggest fears was officially confirmed. He was holding my stained panties.

"Bobby, are you fucking kidding me?" I yelled, as I snatched the panties away from him. "What if the other cheerleaders see the stains? What if people at the games see them?"

"Don't worry, I used the crotch," he said. "No one is going to see those stains except us."

I observed the bloomers. Then I breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Bobby was right. All of his semen was on the inside of my cheerleader panties.

At that moment, I raised the panties up to my mouth and swallowed his semen.

"You are a very naughty cheerleader," he declared.

Once I finished swallowing, I tossed Bobby my bloomers.

"Here," I said. "I don't have to be at school until tomorrow afternoon. So if you want to, you can have some fun with these tonight."

"I will," Bobby replied. "Wouldn't be the first time I pleasured myself with a pair of your panties."

"Wait, what?" I yelled.

"Hey, who do you think was taking all those panties that you were missing?" he remarked. "Certainly wasn't Mom or Dad."

I giggled. I was so happy to hear that my stepbrother fantasized about me as much as I fantasized about him.

"Look, we can't tell Mom and Dad about any of this," I said. "It sucks, but I know my dad. He wouldn't understand."

"Don't worry, my lips are sealed," Bobby promised.

"Well, mine aren't," I answered.

At that moment, I spread my pussy lips apart with my fingers.

"For you, my lips will always be open," I declared. "Always."

Bobby grinned.

"No cheerleader is as horny or as hot as you are," he confessed, as he leaned forward. "So now I want you to cheer. At the top of your goddamn lungs."

And Bobby began to make out with my pussy lips.

A few seconds later, I screamed as my amazing stepbrother made me cum again.

I loved wearing this sexy cheerleader uniform. I loved getting to show off my body. I loved being viewed as innocent on some occasions and being viewed as naughty at other times. I loved taking off my cheerleader panties and making my pussy equally hidden and equally accessible. I loved giving and receiving pleasure. I loved spending quality time with a guy that knew how to get me off.

However, there was nothing that I loved more than having a brother to cheer for.