Another Story About Cheerleaders and Gangbangs (With a Twist) - I

"I'm going to take the edge off so we can really have fun playing", said Michelle. She proceded to suck his cock past her sexy lips. She ran her tongue over the sensitive underside and began to bob her head, licking and sucking and driving Troy over the top. He squirted his cum into her mouth as she swallowed every drop. When he finished, she licked her lips, then, standing, she kissed him again. "Now it's my turn."

She guided his hands to the bottom of her shirt and directed him to draw it over her head. She was wearing a sexy lace bra that accented her lovely tits, with their soft curves rising above the top. She told him to lick and kiss her body just like she did for him, but told him to stick to the uncovered areas. Troy decided to take his time and really explore. He could tell that she would enjoy this approach better that if he rushed. So he slowly kissed her neck and nibbled on her soft shoulders. He worked his way down her right arm, and spent time licking the inside of her elbow, which her reactions showed she really enjoyed. He decided to cross her up and moved behind her. He used his lips and tongue to pleasure every square inch of her back, nibbling along the skin just above her shorts as he worked his way back to her front.

He licked her navel just like she had his, and she seemed to like it just as much. He worked his way up her stomach, skipped over her bra, and began to kiss her chest, licking the soft curves of her breasts where they rose above the top of her bra. She told him to reach behind her and unhook her bra. He slowly drew it down her arms, then stared at her breasts. He couldn't believe how lovely they were or how great it made him feel to look at them. He caressed them lightly with his fingertips, then bent forward and one by one drew her nipples into his mouth. Alternating, he sucked at them furiously and was rewarded with her moans of pleasure.

She stopped him and directed him to caress her legs. He knelt before her and ran his hands up and down their finely turned lengths. He loved the feel of her well toned muscles beneath her soft skin. He could have continued for hours. Instead she stopped him and had him draw off her shorts and panties. He gazed in delight at the soft brown hair covering her pussy. Before he could make a move, she stepped away and laid down on his bed. She spread her legs and directed him to lie between them with his face at her crotch. With her fingers she gave him a guided tour of her genitals telling him exactly how she wanted him to kiss and lick them. Then she turned him loose.

He was a little apprehensive, but wanted to make her feel great. It helped that he knew exactly what she wanted him to do and in what order to do it. He kissed and nibbled at her pussy, using his lips to pull and worry her labia, licking his tongue into her hole, and finally flicking, licking, and then sucking her clit. Her juices began to flow. They soaked his chin as he savored their flavor. Suddenly she clamped her thighs tightly against his head. He had trouble breathing, but decided to continue to lick and suck her clit. The pressure on his head became almost unbearable when she stiffened and expoded in orgasm. She dropped back limply and told him to back off. He lightly licked her pussy lips as she came down from the brink.

Finally, she told him to work his way upward. He nuzzled and licked his way up her torso, spending some extra time kissing her breasts and sucking on her nipples. He made his way to her lips and kissed her passionately. He felt her hand close around his cock, and she guided the head into her moistness. He tried to thrust, but her hand stopped him. "Slowly", she said. So he began to ease his cock into her. Satisfied that he wouldn't rush, she took her hand away. He couldn't believe how great she felt. This was so much better than what he had experienced in the locker room. When he was fully inside, he stopped. He kissed her and began to pump, slowly at first, then picking up steam. He began to focus on nothing but his cock pistoning in and out of her vagina, when she pushed hard on his shoulders, causing him to come out of her.

"Don't just think of yourself", she said. "I like to be stroked and kissed while you are fucking me." Troy nodded. He reinserted himself, and made a point of nuzzling her neck and fondling her breasts as he began to pump again. He built up steam, playing his hands over her body. Finally he reached a new level of speed. Michelle knew enough not to press him at this point. Once again he concentrated on his cock, feeling the cum boiling in his balls, then slamming home hard as he filled her with his spunk. He collapsed on her, exhausted, and loved the feel of her soft body beneath her. He took some of his weight on his elbows, and kissed her gently.

His softening cock slipped out of her, and he rose from the bed. "Where are you going?", she asked. "Don't worry", he said. He lifted her legs, reached underneath her and pulled out the covers, drawing them back over her. He walked to the door, unlocked it, and turned off the light. Then he returned, joining her under the covers, lying on his left side with her back and ass snuggled against him, his right arm circling her with her soft breasts resting on his forearm.

He woke to a sound in the hall. Momentarily he wasn't sure where he was, then he felt Michelle next to him, in the same position, the covers lying over their hips with their torsos bare. A light around the doorframe showed him that his parents were in the hall, but before he could react he saw the line of light widen. Someone was opening the door! He could do nothing but pretend to be asleep, cracking his eyelids so that he could see. The door opened and he saw his mom's silhouette. He braced for the explosion. Michelle's bare breasts were uncovered, and it would be obvious to anyone that the two of them were naked. He waited in trepidation, then was amazed when his mom just backed out of the room and closed the door again. He didn't know what to think, but the warmth of Michelle against him and his exertions of the evening soon had him drifting back to sleep.

He was awakened again by the opening of the door. Clearly it was now morning. He and Michelle were much as before, except that she was lying more on her back than her side. His eyes were wide open, so he couldn't pretend as he looked at his mom. She laid her finger on her lips, then whispered, "Your dad, Chrissy, and I are going shopping. We won't be back until sometime after lunch. Your dad thinks Michelle is in the guest room. He'd explode if he knew what you two have been doing." Then she left, pulling the door shut behind her. He was stunned. What was going on? He agreed that his dad would be furious, but what about his mom?