A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure : Chapter 06

It was a cloudy Friday afternoon when we pulled up the driveway that led to Becca's parent's house.

"We're here," Becca announced, as she parked her car and unbuckled her seatbelt.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and started to get out of the car, but Becca grabbed my left shoulder and motioned for me to remain in my seat.

"Hold on," Becca said. "There's something that we need to talk about first."

"A couple family rules?" I wondered.

"For the most part, we don't have any rules," Becca replied. "But there are some... boundaries."

"Boundaries?" I repeated. "What are you talking about?"

"We all have some boundaries in life," Becca explaining. "You know that I have no issue with you putting your cock on and in other women for your own pleasure. But there is one exception."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Karissa," she answered. "She is the exception. A boundary I don't want you to ever cross."

"Who is..."

"Karissa is my younger sister," she said. "And she means everything to me."

Suddenly, I realized what this conversation was about.

"Oh!" I gasped. "You don't really think..."

"Look, Karissa and I have a strong bond, and we trust each other," Becca informed me. "You are not to touch her or allow her to touch you in any sexual manner whatsoever. Don't try to bend the rules. Don't try to develop a relationship with her that goes past friendship. Because I will find out, and you will feel very bad when I eventually discover the truth. Do you understand?"

"I understand," I said. "Look, Becca, I'm not going to disappoint you. For you, I'll behave, and respect your wishes."

"I know that I can trust you," Becca said. "I just needed to be clear. I know my faith in you will continue to be rewarded."

"Any other boundaries or exceptions?" I asked. "I just want to make sure, that's all."

"Nope," she told me. "Oh, and my parents still think I'm a virgin who is waiting till marriage."

My eyebrows rose up as I heard those words.

"Yeah, I know," Becca continued. "Thankfully, they're not big on technology and the Internet."

I chuckled at that remark.

"You can't have that kind of fun with my sister," she reminded me. "But you are welcome to do anything else you desire. Hopefully, those desires involve me. I think I would enjoy that very much."

"I think I would too," I answered.

I leaned forward and gave her a brief kiss on the lips.

"Come on, let's go," Becca said.

We climbed out of the car and headed towards the front door. Becca's mom and dad were standing next to each other on the porch.

"You must be the boyfriend that Becca has talked so much about," Becca's mom said.

"It's great to finally meet you both," I said.

"And it is great to finally meet you," Becca's mom said, as she shook my right hand.

I shook Becca's father's right hand shortly afterwards.

"You're welcome to make yourself at home," Becca's dad said. "Have you met Karissa yet?"

"No, not yet," I answered.

"Well, Karissa just got back from practice," Becca's mom said. "I think she's upstairs now."

"Practice?" I asked. "What does she do?"

"She's a cheerleader," Becca's dad answered.

My eyebrows rose up. At that moment, I understood why Becca had a talk with me about her younger sister.

"She's a JV cheerleader?" I asked.

"Varsity," Becca's dad replied. "It's actually her senior year. Normally, she would be at school and getting ready for the game tonight, but the game was postponed to Saturday evening due to the storm that was projected to arrive this evening."

"Karissa just had a birthday last month," her mom revealed. "Can you believe my little girl is 18 now? Time sure flies, doesn't it?"

"Apparently," I replied.

"She's upstairs if you want to meet her," Becca's mom said. "Last door on the left."

I turned towards Becca. She nodded in approval.

"Go ahead," Becca said. "Just remember what I told you. And behave."

"I will," I told her.

"We'll see you in a bit," Becca's dad replied, as he allowed me to enter the house.

With a sigh, I took off my shoes and headed upstairs to Karissa's bedroom.

Eventually, I reached her bedroom. I proceeded to knock on Karissa's bedroom door. However, I heard soft moaning from within the bedroom. I could also hear a familiar smacking sound.

I grinned. Karissa was apparently a horny young woman. Just like her older sister.

I waited until the soft moaning and smacking stopped before I knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Karissa yelled.

I opened the bedroom door and stepped into the room.

"Hey," Karissa said, as she turned around and saw me.

It took everything I had to keep my breathing, and my cock, down. Karissa was even more attractive than I believed she would be.

Karissa had light blonde hair and green eyes. She was wearing a light pink top and a black miniskirt. And her smile was quite radiant.

"You must be the boyfriend that Becca has told me so much about," Karissa told me.

"Yes, I am," I said.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Karissa said, as she shook my right hand.

"Same," I answered.

"Sorry if I seem distracted," Karissa apologized. "My room is a mess, and I'm trying to make it look nice again. I was just putting some clothes away before you stopped by."