A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure : Part 3

It was Saturday. My favorite day of the week. I was thankful that I didn't have to go to class or work on Saturdays. That meant a lot more free time and a lot more time for fun. And no other day of the week allowed me to spend more time with my amazing girlfriend, Becca.

Becca used to be a cheerleader for Rasington University, but her horniness and refusal to abide by school policies got her kicked off the squad. She refused to return her cheerleader uniform and was subsequently expelled. Fortunately, Becca was hot enough and sexy enough to get virtually any job.

Since Becca didn't have to go to classes or cheer practices anymore, it meant that I was able to spend more time with her and be able to give her lots and lots of pleasure.

On a typical Saturday afternoon, I was sitting in my bedroom, naked and preparing to masturbate to a homemade DVD that contained my favorite cheerleader.

I raised Becca's lights blue cheerleader panties up to my face and inhaled the scent that was inside of them. Yep, Becca's pussy juices truly were delicious.

I lowered the panties onto my cock and began to slowly stroke my cock with my right hand. As I stroked it, I watched the movie that was playing on my television.

I was watching one of Becca's cheerleader routines. Becca made a lot of personal home movies in her spare time, and she was more than happy to share them with me.

Becca jumped up and down repeatedly. Her boobs bounced as she hopped up and down. Her miniskirt flew up into the air as she jumped, allowing me to catch glimpses of her crotch and ass. She was wearing the blue vibrating panties that I gave her for her birthday two weeks ago. With her left hand, she pulled the zipper on her panties down, exposing her moist pink pussy.

Once she had finished jumping, Becca stood still. She took a deep breath and raised her right leg up into the air. As she held her right leg up, she used her left hand to satisfy herself. She moaned as she stroked her clitoris, slowly squeezing her fingers into her pussy as she pleasured herself. I began to stroke my cock even faster, building up to what I hoped would be an incredible orgasm.

About a minute later, Becca slowly turned around and bent over to stretch. Her miniskirt crawled up her legs as she flashed her ass at the camera that was watching her. She pulled the zipper on her panties back even more, exposing more of the skin that was covered up by her cheerleader bloomers. I had the perfect view of Becca's ass and pussy, and it was truly glorious.

She reached for an object inside of her panties and grabbed it. A vibrating bullet had been built into the bloomers for additional sensation. She turned it on and pushed the vibrating bullet into her anus, moaning as it entered her. Becca rammed four fingers into her pussy and began to move them as fast as she possibly could. She moaned as she stretched and satisfied herself.

I picked up the pace, stroking harder and faster than I had ever stroked before. Becca's moans really turned me on, and I enjoyed hearing how much she was enjoying herself. She let out a loud scream as she climaxed, and I came along with her. I moaned loudly as I ejaculated, sending several streams of cum flying from my cock and into Becca's cheerleader panties.

At that moment, my bedroom door opened. Becca walked into my bedroom. She smiled when she saw what I was doing.

Becca was always gorgeous, and her fashion sense was always amazing. Today, she was wearing a pink tank top and a miniskirt with a red and black checkerboard pattern. Her hair was wrapped into two pigtails with two black bows.

Becca walked over to me, grabbed the panties off of my cock, raised them up to her face, and swallowed my cum. She smiled, savoring the juices that she had swallowed.

"Hmm, perhaps I'll get you more of my undergarments," she remarked. "You seem to enjoy using them a lot."

"I don't know," I replied, as I turned my television off. "Your panties are pretty awesome, but I like the girl that wears them even more."

"You are such a sweet talker," Becca remarked.

I stood up and walked over to her.

"Hold on, hold on! I need your help with something!" Becca said.

"With pleasure," I remarked.

I reached for a bottle of lubricant, but Becca grabbed my right hand.

"That's not what I meant," she said. "But maybe later."

"Alright, so what's going on?" I asked.

"Well, ever since I got kicked off the squad, Rasington has been looking for someone to fill my spot," she remarked.

I snickered. Becca frowned at me.

"Not what I meant!" she yelled. "Get your head out of the gutter, mister!"

"Sorry," I apologized.

"As I was saying, I just found out that Emma is going to be attending Rasington University," she replied. "And she's going to try to become a Rasington cheerleader. Auditions for my spot will occur in two weeks. I just need you to film one of her cheerleading routines. That way we can watch it and see what she needs to work on for the audition."

"Okay, sounds good," I said. "By the way, who is Emma?"

"She's my best friend, silly!" she remarked. "I told you this already!"

"Must have been distracted," I explained. "Your beauty is pretty amazing, you know."

"Stop it!" she said. "I need you to focus! Anyway, Emma is going to be stopping by my place next Saturday at 1 P.M. I just need you to be there to watch her and film her routine. Then we can watch it back, go over her mistakes, and see where she needs to improve before the auditions occur."

"You're going to be there, right?" I asked.

"Unfortunately, no," she answered. "I found a modeling job. Said they were willing to pay me a lot of money to dress up and model for them in cute and kinky outfits. So I'm going to model as a cheerleader, and hopefully, they'll give me a contract."

"That's great news!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, it is," she replied. "So I'll be at my modeling thing, and you can stay here and help Emma prepare for her audition. Sound good?"

"Works for me," I answered.

"Excellent," Becca replied. "Oh, by the way, you can cum multiple times in an hour, right?"

"Yeah, why?" I asked.

"I think you know why," Becca answered. As she said those words, she gave me a dirty wink.

At that moment, Becca pushed me onto the bed, jumped on top of me, grabbed my cock, pushed it into her mouth, and began to suck on it. I leaned back and moaned, unable to hide how much I enjoyed receiving pleasure from my amazing girlfriend, Becca.

A few days passed before that Saturday, the day that I would meet Emma, did arrive. It was 1:00 P.M. I sat on Becca's front porch as I waited for Emma to arrive.

A few seconds later, a black Civic pulled up and into Becca's driveway. A young woman climbed out of the car. I stared at her face. She had brunette hair, blue eyes, and pink lips. She had a natural tan and long legs. The young woman smiled at me, and I immediately knew that it was Emma.

To my shock, she was wearing a white tank top and a light blue miniskirt. The white tennis shoes were the only things that she had on that would be acceptable to wear to a cheerleader practice or audition. Emma walked up to me. I climbed to my feet and walked over to her.

"Hey!" she said. "I'm Emma. It's a pleasure to meet you."

She hugged me. I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't allow my face to show how I was feeling as she embraced me. When we separated, I surveyed her body. I frowned.

"I could be wrong, but those aren't the proper clothes for cheerleader routines," I remarked.

"I know, but I wanted to get the idea of what it's like to wear a cheerleader uniform," she added. "Since they do these routines in miniskirts on Saturdays, I thought that it would be best to work on my audition like this."

"Okay, that's understandable," I replied, even though I didn't buy that excuse at all.

It took everything I had within me to keep my cock from getting hard. Emma was really hot.

"Come on, let's go inside," I replied. "I have everything set up in Becca's bedroom."

Emma and I headed into Becca's house. We walked upstairs and entered her bedroom.