The Newest Cheerleader

Chapter 4

Nancy started to pull her white vest together. "I guess I better go
now."
"Oh, please! Not yet!" Mr. Milton begged.
"Well, my friend Chrissie is waiting for me in the cab."
"But just a few more minutes," he said.
"No, I better --"
"I'll give you some more money."
"Well, how much have I made so far, sir?"
"Over a thousand dollars."
Nancy was astounded. "Well, if you wanna give me a bunch more, I
suppose I could stay for a while."
"Done," he replied. "Sit down in that big chair by the door."
"Okay."
Nancy sat down in the chair, deep leather, a big black chair.
Mr. Milton went to her. He dropped to his knees in front of the
chair. He pushed Nancy's legs apart holding her knees.
He reached up and unbuttoned her cheerleading skirt in the back.
Nancy lifted up. He pulled the zipper down. He slid the skirt under
her and took it down.
Mr. Milton reached up, took off her white vest. Nancy's tits sat
atop the bra like two skinned cantaloupes. He threw the vest to the
floor with the cum-drenched cheerleading skirt.
Nancy sat plushly in the chair.
Mr. Milton kissed along her thighs, his tongue licking the marble
smoothness. He thumbed her panties, pulled at the elastic waistband.
"I wanna take your panties down, okay?"
"Well, all right. Take 'em down then. You're already pullin' on
'em," Nancy said, looking down at him, enjoying the passion etched on
his rugged, manly face.
She lifted her slick ass off the chair. He pulled her bloomers
down, slid them along her legs to her ankles. Nancy lifted her tennis
shoes off the floor, and Mr. Milton took the white tights off, dangled
them lovingly in his hand.
Quickly he brought them to his mouth and tongued on the inside of
the crotch.
"Whew! Jeez, oh wow!" Nancy exclaimed. "Should you be lickin' my
panties like that, Mr. Milton?"
"Yes."
"Wow!"
He slid between her legs. His hand held her panties. He licked
along her thighs, his tongue squiggling up toward the bushy nest of
teenaged paradise that beckoned him. His tongue slid into her pussy.
"Oh, jeeeeeeeeez!" Nancy whimpered, sliding down on the chair, her
legs wobbling apart, a huge opening for Mr. Milton's bent-over body.
He had his face fastened to her cunt. He kissed, licked and
sucked.
Nancy squirmed above him, whimpering, whining, enjoying another new
thrill.
"Sir, sir! Sir, you're doin' that! Jeez, you're down there
suckin' my honey!"
"Mmmm, mmmm! Yes, yes -- suckin' your honey!" Mr. Milton
sputtered.
"That feels good, sir! Jeeeeez, that feels good!"
He stuck his hands under her teen-queen ass, cupped her asscheeks
and lifted. He munched greedily on her pussy.
Nancy slid farther down in the chair, her ass hanging off the edge,
her supple body glimmering as she lay back, chin tucked in, eyes and
mouth open in explicit rapture. She watched Mr. Milton suck on her
sweet snatch. His long, wet tongue slavered on the muffin softness, the
brown fuzzy cunny, sloshing, licking like a dog going at a bowl of red
meat.
Nancy shimmered with goose bumps.
He clutched her cheesecake ass, cupping the slick cheeks with
curved palms, long smooth fingers. She lay supine and beautiful, clad
only in her blue kneesocks and her blue-and-white tennis shoes with pink
shoelaces.
Mr. Milton's tongue slobbered salaciously at Nancy's delicious
pussy, and the tingles of ecstasy shivered the pretty girl, made her
jiggle. She clutched her tits and played with the big orbs.
Mr. Milton's tongue zeroed in on her clit, found it, nipped the
button, and a shudder flushed through Nancy.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Oooooooooh!" she sighed, rolling her hips, pushing
her pussy into the man's face.
His tongue nibbled her clit, then he sucked the quivering tip into
his mouth and nibbled gently with his teeth.
"Ah! Oooophh! Jeez!" Nancy howled with delight.
A sluicing slush of pleasure slivered through her. She came. That
wonderful, slow ripple of climax sent a river of hot tickles flooding
through her.
"Oh, ooooopphhhh!" she sobbed, rubbing her titties, swirling her
hips.
The good-feel showered through her.
"Ah -- gaaaaawwwwdddd!" she screamed.
Mr. Milton devoured her clitty, and Nancy gave one final tremor,
then, fell back panting on the couch.
Mr. Milton licked slowly now, sucking lovingly, until the darling
girl had stopped shaking and lay catching her breath. He lifted up,
still on his knees, and moved between her legs to her wide V. He fisted
his cock and pointed the dripping pricktip at Nancy's cunt.
"Listen, you're not gonna put that big peter in me, are you?" Nancy
panted.
"I want to."
"No!"
"I wanna fuck you, Nancy."
"What!"
"I wanna fuck you!"
"I never been fucked, Mr. Milton!"
"Well, don't you wanna try fucking?"
He stroked his prick, then leaned over and kissed her tits, rubbing
the spurting head of his cock on her thigh.
Nancy could see how hot he was as he lifted back up again. Passion
masked his face.
"Are you gonna give me more money if I let you fuck me, sir?"
"Yes, of course I am!"
"Well, just for a minute then, okay?"
He moved in, plugged the tip of his prick into her slushy pussy.
"Oooh-uuuhhhh!" Nancy babbled.
The heat of the throbbing fuckstick felt good in her tight cunt.
He began a slow pump. His cockhead slicked in and out between her
cuntlips.
"Now we're fuckin'," Mr. Milton gasped.
"Yes!" Nancy huffed.
"Fucking to paradise."
"Yes, fucking!" Nancy whispered, watching the slow glide of his
cum-soaked prick.
"Feels good, doesn't it, Nancy?"
"Yes, Mr. Milton!"
He pushed in a couple more inches of cock.
"Oh, shit! Shit!" Nancy howled.
Then came a knock on the door.
They did a quick freeze fuck.
"Who is it?" Mr. Milton called.
"It's Chris, Nancy's friend. Is she there?"
"Yes!" Mr. Milton gasped.
"Well, can I see her?"
Nancy reached over and turned the doorknob.
Chris walked in looking pretty, sexy and hot in her blue-and-white
cheerleading uniform.
Then she saw Nancy and Mr. Milton fucking.
"Gawd!" she shrieked. "You guys are ... you guys are ..."
"Fucking!" Nancy exclaimed.
"No shit! Jeez!"
Mr. Milton pumped his ass. Chris watched. Nancy felt marvelous
with that big prick stuck in her cunt.
Mr. Milton smiled. "Take some pictures of us, Chris. There's the
camera."
"Gee, should I? Huh, Nancy?"
"Sure, I guess, if that's what Mr. Milton wants."
Chris got the camera and focused it in on the fucking duo. She
snapped off a picture, then moved closer, took two more, moved back, got
one of Nancy's face, then a close-up of his cock and her cunt, finishing
the roll of film with several wide-angle shots of the loving fuckers.
She set the camera down, unhooked the back, slid the film out, hid
it in her hand. She closed the camera, then went to her purse and
dropped in the roll of film.
She turned and watched Mr. Milton fuck Nancy. She stood near the
chair looking down at them.
"Come closer and pull your skirt up, Chris," Mr. Milton begged.
"Huh?"
"I'll kiss your panties."
"Jeez!" Chris looked at Nancy.
"Go ahead, let him. He'll pay you, won't you, Mr. Milton?"
"Yes, I'll pay you, Chris!"
Chris moved in close to him and lifted her skirt. He sloshed his
tongue into the crotch of her white bloomers, licking and flapping.
"Take your panties down and I'll lick you."
"Should I?"
"Sure," Nancy replied.
Chris pulled her panties down, lifted her skirt again, and Mr.
Milton ducked out to the side, leaning as he fucked Nancy, and slashed
his tongue wildly at Chrissie's little pussy.
Chris sighed.
"He's lickin' your cookie, Chris?"
"And he's fuckin' yours!"
"Oh, yeah! Fuck my cookie, Mr. Milton!"
"Eat my cookie, Mr. Milton!" Chris echoed.
Nancy felt his prick bulge in her pussy. He came, shooting a hot
load into her. Nancy got dizzy. She felt another climax grip her.
The whole scene thrilled Nancy. Seeing Mr. Milton lap at
Chrissie's cunt, watching his cock fuck in and out of her pussy, seeing
the look on Chris's face, made her flutter with excitement.
As Mr. Milton poured his load into her cunt, Nancy shuddered
joyously with her orgasm, loving the way it lifted her above everything,
out-of-the-world.
"Oh, jeez!" Nancy cried.
Chris looked down and saw how Nancy's face was twisted with
pleasure. She rolled her hips, hands on her waist, skirt up, pushing
her pussy at Mr. Milton's flagging tongue.
He reached around Chris with one arm and clasped her little round
ass. He stuck a finger up her asshole.
"Ahff!" Chris yelped. "He's got a finger up my butt!"
She came.
"Oh, hey! Ahhhhh!" Chris yipped, lifting her chin and swirling her
hips salaciously.
Nancy knew one thing. She had made a lot of money, and as she
trembled down from the height of her climax, she sighed deeply with
pleasure.