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Category: Erotic Stories

Author: kmg

Christmas is the time for giving and this includes giving to charity. Invariably during the weeks leading up to Christmas, there is a seemingly endless stream of people knocking on my door asking for money… for cancer, for heart disease, for lung disease, for liver disease, for foot fungus… and on and on.

Now, I am not an ungenerous man. I have about 15 charities I donate generously to once a year. But I generally send door solicitors away empty-handed. But about 3 weeks before last Christmas I had a visit that changed that a bit.

I live alone in a house in a middle-income neighborhood. Although it’s somewhat unusual for single guys to buy houses, in my neighborhood I know several guys like me. It’s just cheaper to buy than rent in my town. I didn’t know at the time, but am sure of it now, that the two girls who knocked on my door that day were pretty sure I lived alone.

I had just finished supper and was cleaning up, when I heard my doorbell go. I wasn’t expecting anybody I knew and already had had three charity visits that evening, so I went to the door ready to disarm and dismiss. But when I opened the door… I paused. Standing on my porch were two of the prettiest young ladies I’d ever seen… one blonde, on brunette. And they both had dressed as if they were gift-wrapped and ready to go under my tree.

The brunette was slightly taller… perhaps five-foot six. Her hair was light brown and in a ponytail. She wore a light blue sweater with big white snowflakes knitted into it from mid way up. She also wore tight, 5-pocket dark blue stretch jeans and sneakers.

The other girl was perhaps two inches shorter and had silky, light blonde hair that fell straight about half way down her back. She wore a red sweater with green Christmas trees and horizontal, thin white stripes on it, as well as tight, olive green corduroy 5-pocket pants and sneakers.

The two girls had the sweetest girl-next-door faces and smiles that could melt the North Pole.

“Hi!” the blonde said.

“Hi,” I said, defenseless against their smiles.

“We represent the local homeless shelter,” the brunette said, handing me a little brochure.

“Do you want a donation?” I asked, already reaching for my wallet.

“No,” the brunette laughed. “We’re selling goods…”

“AND services,” the blonde interjected.

“… With all proceeds going to the shelter,” the brunette continued.

“Okay,” I said. “What goods are you selling?”

“Chocolate,” the blonde smiled mischievously.

“We have three different kinds of chocolate bars as well as chocolate almonds,” the brunette explained.

I sighed. “I’m sorry, Girls,” I said. “I am allergic to chocolate.” I truly was sorry I couldn’t buy a whole box full of what they were selling. But then I remembered… “What services are you selling?” I asked, somewhat surprised at that offer. I’d never been offered ‘services’ before.

The brunette peered over my shoulder. “Is your wife or girlfriend at home?” she asked.

“Ahhhh. I live alone,” I answered.

The two girls smiled.

“We sell…” the brunette started.

“Blowjobs,” the blonde finished.

What?

“We’re both cheerleaders of North Central High, and the cheerleading team is trying to break the city record for school donations to the center,” the brunette said. “It’s $40 for one of us…”

“… And sixty for both of us,” the blonde continued.

I stood there, speechless and stunned.

“It’s okay,” the brunette said. “We’re both eighteen.”

“Are ALL the girls doing this?” I asked incredulously.

“No…” the blonde said.

“Just us,” added the brunette. “Most of the other girls aren’t eighteen yet.”

I looked from one smiling face to the other… back and forth. They seemed so eager… so calm about it all. And they both were so damn gorgeous. How Could I say ‘No’ to these two?

“Ah…” I squeaked. “Why don’t you come in?”

The girls asked if they should take off their shoes but I told them ‘No’. Then I led them into my parlor.

“How do we do this?” I asked them.

“Do you want both of us?” the brunette asked.

I nodded. God, Yes.

“Do you mind standing?” the brunette asked.

“It’s easier for us,” the blonde added.

“Sure,” I answered weakly. And then I watched the two girls squat down and then kneel at my feet, the brunette to my right and the blonde to my left. As the brunette undid my zipper, the two girls smiled up at me.

“I’m Stacey,” said the brunette.

“And I’m Stephanie,” said the blonde.

“I’m Mark,” I lied.

“Hi Mark.”

If there had been any doubt that these two girls were best friends, that doubt was immediately put to rest when they started sucking. The two girls were so amazingly playful… teasing and testing each other… laughing and smiling… just like the two teenage girls that they were. It started right away when Jennifer held my hardening cock out for Stephanie to start on.

“Your turn,” Stacey said with a smile.

“Thanks,” Stephanie said cutely before leaning forward to take my bone into her mouth. Man! It felt good as this sweet young blonde started sliding her soft, warm mouth back and forth along my shaft. Stacey’s eyes flitted back and forth between her friend and my face.

“Stephanie gives THE BEST blowjobs,” Stacey told me.

“Hmm hmm,” Stephanie disagreed.

“She blows ALL the guys at school,” Stacey continued, obviously chiding her friend.

“Hmm hmmmmm,” Stephanie scolded.

I thought it was time that Stacey had earned herself a mouthful of cock too, so I gently pulled out of Stephanie’s mouth and insert into Stacey’s.

Stacey happily received my member.

As my cock flitted back and forth between the two girls, I noticed that the two had different styles of cock sucking. Stacey was a licker and sucker. She spent about a third of her time with her mouth off my cock and her tongue licking the underside. When my cock was in her mouth, she slowly and deliberately slid back and forth along it, tilting her head one way and then the next, so that her tongue slid along a different part of my shaft with each plunge.

Stephanie, on the other hand, was a gagger. She seemed to like to take my cock as deep in her mouth as possible. Then she’d stop and hold me deep for a second before withdrawing. Like Stacey, she was slow and deliberate. And, a BIG plus, neither girl used her hands, resting them calmly instead upon their own laps or on my knees while their mouth alone took care of business.

“Steph has a pony she likes to practice on,” Stacey kidded one time when Steph was deep throating me..

“Hmm hmmmmm,” Stephanie argued.

The two girls seemed to delight both in sucking me themselves, and in watching each other. I happen to be generously endowed. When hard, I span eight thick inches. At times, my cock would be deep in Stephanie’s mouth, while Stacey licked whatever length she could get her tongue on. Sometimes the reverse happened. And the girls’ eyes always stayed open, either watching themselves or peering up at me to watch the expression on my face. Stacey’s eyes were deep brown, and Stephanie was the classic blue-eyed blonde. They both looked so amazing peering up at me with their innocent eyes and their mouths full of cock.

As time went on, they seemed to have begun a competition to see who could take me deepest and then hold me deep the longest. They’d slowly slide forward, their eyes starting to water as my cock pushed passed their tonsils into their throats. Stephanie would wiggle her head side to side quickly as if trying to force me further down her throat.

It was Stacey who started holding Stephanie’s head after she’d plunged deep, and then actually started pushing her friend further onto my cock.

“Hggghhhh. Hgggghhh. Hggghhh,” Stephanie gagged. But Stacey did not let go. Finally, she did relent and Steph slid off gasping, but smiling.

“Your turn,” she told her friend happily.

Now it was Stacey’s turn to squirm as Stephanie forced the brunette’s head deeper into my crotch. Stacey’s entire body started heaving, but Stephanie was relentless too, continuing to push on the back of Stacey’s head.

This went back and forth… a cute little game they were playing. At one point, Steph asked: “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course not,” I laughed. “You two have fun.”

“Thanks,” Steph said appreciatively, just before plunging to take me deeper than she’d ever done before.

It was when Stacey had guided all eight of my inches into Stephanie’s mouth, and Stephie’s pretty little nose was pushed deep into my belly, that Stacey asked if I had a camera. I told her I had a digital on top of the piano. I held Steph in place while Stacey got up to get the camera. It took a minute for me to instruct Stacey in how to use the camera. Poor Stephanie gagged continuously.

“Hggghhh. Hggghhh. Hggghhh,” she said. But when I asked Steph if she wanted me to let go of her head, she shook her head (at least, as much as a girl can shake her head with eight inches of bone-hard cock anchored three inches down her throat). Steph turned her eyes towards the camera and let Stacey take several pictures of her. I even had Stacey move about the room a bit to take pictures of Steph from different angles and from both near and farther away. I told Stace I wanted a few capturing Steph’s cute little bum, which I was sure looked great with her kneeling and leaning into my crotch in her tight olive-colored corduroys. Finally, I let Steph withdraw and again she took a big breath of air.

Now it was Stacey’s turn to pose with a throatful of cock. The girls had found a new toy… my camera… and they kept passing it back and forth to each other and up to me so that we could all create a permanent record of this fun event.

At one point, Steph’s cell phone went off. Stacey rummaged through Steph’s purse to find it while I held Steph’s head… I actually was face-fucking her at this point, pumping my hips hard into her face to drive my cock in and out of her throat.

“Hello…” Stacey answered into the phone. “No… it’s Stacey… Stephanie is giving some guy a blowjob right now… Can she call you back?” Stacey was smiling.

“Hmm hmmmmmm,” Steph scolded her, reaching for the phone. Stacey handed it to her, a mischievous smile on her face.

“Hmmm?” Steph said into the receiver.

“It’s her boyfriend,” Stacey whispered to me. “But it’s okay… he knows Steph and I are doing this.”

“Hmm hmmm?” Steph said to her boyfriend.

I looked down at her holding her little phone to her ear and five inches of me in her mouth. What a girl?

Finally, Steph sang goodbye, “Hmm hmmm”, into the phone and handed it back to Stacey. I started face fucking her again. It was real cute to see Steph trying to look right into the camera Stacey was directing at her while keeping her head still so I could repeatedly and rhythmically ram the back of her throat with my dick.

As it turns out, I was in Stacey’s mouth when my cock finally exploded. The sweet brunette gagged as my sperm slammed into her throat, and then she instinctively started swallowing. Stephanie watched her friend somewhat sadly.

“Oh… I’m sorry,” Stacey apologized. “I ate it all.”

But now it was Stephie’s turn to lick. She licked the remaining cum off my prick, all the while peering up into my face. Then she took me back in her mouth and started sliding her mouth up and down my shaft again. But this time her mouth was so gentle that it tickled. What with the sensitivity of my cock post-eruption and the gentleness of her mouth on me, my whole cock started to tingle and twitch. It felt so weird I didn’t even realize at first that I had started peeing. Amazingly, Stephanie just kept sliding her mouth gently back and forth along my shaft, her big eyes watching my face… as I emptied a day’s worth of urine into her mouth and throat. I could not believe it. This eighteen year old blonde was blowing me while I was pissing, calmly swallowing all my liquid waste. She kept on pumping me after my golden stream had ended, but this time a bit more purposeful than before. She definitely was blowing me again. Stacey had more fun taking pictures as Stephanie worked me to climax again. The load I shot into the pretty blonde’s mouth was at least as big as I’d shot into the brunette’s. Stephanie continued to slowly pump my dick with her mouth until I had gone fully soft. She swallowed, still holding my shrunken, wrinkled cock inside her mouth.

“Hmmm?” she asked me.

Wow!

It was Stephanie who helped me do up my zipper and belt, while Stacey asked questions about the pictures.

“Is there some way we could see them?” she asked.

After I’d helped the two girls up from their knees, I led them to my computer in the next room, where I downloaded the digital disc onto my hard drive and started loading pictures right onto my personal webpage.

“Now you two girls can download the pictures yourselves,” I told them.

“Can anyone see your web page?” Steph asked.

“Yes,” I answered. “Is that okay?”

The girls both nodded happily. I told them I’d be happy to help them set up their own webpage for pictures if they wanted… all for free. They insisted they wanted to blow me again to pay for my services.

“I won’t push you off my dick,” I joked. They both laughed.

Before leaving, Stephanie asked if I knew of any other guys or groups of guys living alone along the street. I pointed out a couple of houses to them.

“Are you looking for lots more business?” I asked them out on my porch.

“Yes,” Stephanie nodded.

“What about a group of guys?” I asked.

“Could you?” Stacey pleaded.

I told them that I played pick-up hockey on Wednesday nights.

“We play from 10 til 11. We’re the last group playing.”

Usually, about 7 or 8 guys showed up per team. If the girls wanted, I’d call all the guys and then Stacey and Steph could show up after the game.

“You could each take a dressing room and have your own team.” I’d pay the arena staff a bit so they’d let us lock up.

The girls thought this sounded WONDERFUL.

Two nights later, the girls arrived at Northwood Arena at 10:00 to watch the game. I’m sure some of the guys shot huge volumes of semen right into their jocks watching these two gorgeous girls sitting on stools outside the dressing rooms, peering through the huge glass window onto the ice surface. The girls wore the same Christmas sweaters, but this time Stacey wore camel-colored corduroy pants and Stephanie wore front-pleated, front-pocket black pants. Man! Their firm little butts looked cute. At my request, they also had brought their cheerleading uniforms, in case the guys wanted them to change at some point. And Stephanie had her hair in a ponytail this time, because she knew there’d be lots of pictures and didn’t want her face hidden.

In terms of numbers, our usual 14 to 16 had swelled to 35 guys after my phone call (nineteen in white jerseys, 16 in dark colored jerseys). I think the numbers swelled especially because I’d told the guys to check out my web site. Before the game, I put a paper sign up on Dressing Room #2: “White Team and Stephanie”. Room #4 said “Dark Team and Stacey”. The girls waited until about 11:15 so that guys could have showered. Stephanie entered my room when several guys still were naked and drinking beer. I introduced her to the guys and the guys all said “Hi”. Two naked guys then stood up and Steph kneeled at the center of the room to start up on them.

I’d brought my camera again and popped back and forth between the two rooms. I told the white team that Steph especially liked to be forced deep and face fucked.

‘Hmm hmmm,” Steph nodded. The guys happily helped her in both regards. And the girls happily posed for several hundred pictures.

It turns out that several guys crossed over from one dressing room to the other, so that Stephanie blew almost 30 guys that night and Stacey a few less. Almost all the guys stayed around til the end. We took a team picture with all of guys standing and Steph and Stacey kneeling at either end of the front row. The girls had changed into their blue and yellow cheerleader’s uniforms for the group picture and each girl had cock in her mouth.

Say ‘Cheese’ I said.

“Hmmmmm,” said the two girls.

I then traded with the guy Steph was blowing so I could into a picture. As the guys packed up to go home, Steph blew me and another guy again.

Four days before Christmas, the North Central High School Cheerleading Squad was featured on the front page of the big city newspaper’s City Section, for having raised more than $7200 for the homeless shelter, beating the old regional record of a high school team donation by more than $5000. There was a big picture of the entire squad. Quite appropriately, Stacey and Stephanie were the two girls chosen to be on their knees in the front row while all the other girls stood behind them.

Stacey and Steph also had individual portraits with their faces smiling and eyes bright. You could tell they were very proud of what they had accomplished. The article noted that these two girls had together raised over $4800 of the money. When asked how they raised so much just selling chocolates, Stacey admitted that they’d sold services too. What kinds of services? They remained vague, but Steph admitted that she and Stacey had raised over $1000 in one evening ‘servicing’ two hockey teams. The reporter apparently didn’t press the issue any further.

But what was next for them?

Well… they planned to keep on raising money year round by continuing their work.

‘Is there a way for people to contact them to acquire their services?’ they were asked.

“We have an ad in the classifieds,” Stephanie said.

Of course, I immediately found the Classified section and looked for them. Sure enough, I found them listed under Escort Services:

“Stacey and blonde Stephanie. Two Cheerleaders, 18. We’ll blow you away!!!”

I’ve been calling and seeing them at least once a week ever since. Half the time when I call Steph’s cell phone, she answers like this:

“Hmm hmmm?”

And I know that she’s on her knees and busy.

Thanks to their daily ads and a VERY persuasive web page (thanks to me and thousands of digital pictures we’ve shot over the year) the girls have now raised over $80,000 for the shelter, as well as about $30,000 each to put towards attending the local college starting next fall.

To all those horny guys who donated their money and sperm…

Talk about money and honey well spent!