The Cheerleader Harem – Part 5

Adult stories: The Cheerleader Harem – Part 5

by Rich Richardson

Genres: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Romance

“Where did you get these?” Amanda asked, as she climbed on top of me. She was referring to the hickeys Emma had left behind. The originals had faded, but plenty more had been made since then.

“Oh, I didn’t notice those. I’m not sure how I got them.”

“Really? You didn’t know that someone had been sucking on your neck?”

The sarcasm in Amanda’s voice was thick, but I just smiled and pretended I didn’t notice. “Sucking on my neck? Is that how I got those? Now that you mention it, I think I remember letting a girl do that.”

“You’re such an asshole.”

“You’re one to talk. OW!” I felt her teeth nip me five times, in quick succession. “What was that?”

She crawled further on top of me, until we were face to face.

“If Emma gets to leave marks, then so do I.”

Emma and Amanda had been warring over me for weeks. I had tried getting them to settle down, on account of my perpetually sore cock, but every time I went to talk to one of them, they just threw me down on the bed, took off their clothes and… well, I got over my soreness pretty quick.

“You two are going to be the death of me.”

I was lying on my back, with the beautiful head cheerleader straddling my body. She leaned down and kissed me, and at the same time moved to press the head of my cock against her slit. As she rotated her hips, I could feel every drop of wetness that ran from her sopping pussy, dripping down my full length.

As we laid on the bed, our bodies intertwined, clouds covered up the sun, leaving the two of us in dim lighting, listening to raindrops pound on the roof.

“Looks like the weather is setting a romantic mood for us,” I said to her, as my hands caressed her and my precum further wetted her.

“Yeah, outside it’s nice and soaked, just like me.”

She probed her pussy with the tip of my cock, letting the head slip inside of her.

“I’m better than Emma, right?”

“Really? You’re asking me this now?”

“I need to know.”

“I know something you need more.” I grasped her hips and forced her down onto my cock, plunging my entire length deep inside of her.

Once she felt me stretching her, Amanda forgot all about her question, and started riding my cock so fast and so hard that I could feel myself slamming further into her than I ever had before.

I grabbed onto her breasts and started squeezing her nipples, making her cry out from both pleasure and pain.

“Fuck, that’s good.”

“You like it rough, don’t you?”

“You know I do.”

I had found out a lot about Amanda in our time spent in the bedroom, and she had a few particular kinks that I loved taking advantage of.

“What are you to me?” I asked her, as she kept riding me, forcing my engorged jackhammer deep inside of her.

“I’m… I’m…”

“Say it! What are you?”

“I’m a whore!”

“That’s right. You’re a cum slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes!”

“And what will you do after we’re done?”

“I’ll clean your cock.”

“How?”

“With my mouth. I’ll suck it clean.”

“After I dump my cum deep inside you.”

She leaned back and screamed as she came. Her pussy tightened around me, but I wasn’t done yet. Before she had even come down from her high, I rolled over on top of her, and pounded her until I could give her what she wanted; load after load of my hot, sticky cum, injected deep inside of her cunt.

I rolled over onto my back, sore, spent and tired.

“Damn, this isn’t how I expected to spend my morning.”

Amanda didn’t respond. Instead, she got to work polishing my rod, just as she had promised. It had started to shrink after I came, but she knew how to touch me to get me hard again, and soon she was licking cum and pussy juice off of my fully erect penis.

“You know me so well.”

“Same to you. You know just how to talk to me.”

“Who would have guessed that the head cheerleader gets off on being called a whore; literally.”

“Shut the fuck up,” she told me. At first, I thought she was genuinely mad, but she smiled as she crawled beside me. “You’re the only person allowed to call me that, and only in bed.”

“So, I can’t call you that if I see you on campus?”

“Fuck no.”

“What if it’s a cute pet name? I can just use it in place of sweetie or baby.”

“Do you ever want to have sex with me again?”

“Yes.”

“Then you shouldn’t do that.”

The rain was still falling outside, and the two of us had crawled under the blankets as we gently kissed and caressed one another. It would have been a perfect moment, if my phone hadn’t buzzed.

“If that’s Emma, tell her to fuck off. You’re mine today.”

“It’s not her. It’s from Annie.”

Amanda seemed just as surprised as I was. “Annie? Why would she be texting you?”

“I have no idea, but she says she needs help.”

The two of us quickly hopped out of bed and began throwing on our clothes as fast as we possibly could.

“Come on, let’s go look for her,” I said to Amanda, pulling on a fresh t-shirt after realizing that the one I had been wearing earlier was torn.

“Shouldn’t we wait until she’s told us exactly where she is?”

“Nah, don’t you know how tiny this school is? Our cheerleading squad has, like, eight people on it.”

Sure enough, finding Annie wasn’t all that hard. She was sitting on a bench in the middle of the main quad, letting the rain pour down over her head.

“Sweetie?” Amanda said, walking up to her. “Are you alright?”

“Why are you here?”

“I was with Alex when he got your text. I wanted to know if you were ok.”

I’d never seen this nurturing side of Amanda before, and I rather liked seeing her this way.

“I… I… I need to talk to Alex.”

Amanda seemed offended that Annie didn’t want to talk to her, but she didn’t let it show for long.

“If you need me to go, then I’ll go. Text me if you need anything.” Amanda brushed my arm as she left, and gave me a look that said, “You’d better make sure nothing happens to her.”

“Are you ok, Annie?”

“Ben broke up with me.”

I sat down on the bench next to her and put my arm around her shoulders. “I’m sorry.”

“The girls kept telling me that he was a jerk. They kept telling me to leave him, but…”

“But what?”

“We’d been together for a long time. Back in high school, we said we were going to get married after college. It was all planned out.”

She put her head on my shoulder, and as buckets of rain came down on us, I remembered how complicated relationships could be. I’d almost forgotten about the heartbreak and the pain that came from losing someone you cared about.

“Come on.”

“Where are we going?” she asked me.

“To my house.”

Now, I know what you’re thinking. “Alex, you’re just trying to seduce that poor girl,” but that’s not how it was. I just didn’t want to leave her alone or have to sit out in the rain, and inviting myself over to her house felt a lot creepier than inviting her over to mine.

The very first thing I did when we got to my apartment was close the bedroom door to keep the smell of sex from getting out. Then I gave her some dry clothes and let her change in the bathroom, while I waited in the kitchen.

“Thank you for coming to find me,” Annie said, now wearing a pair of my basketball shorts and a button down shirt that was three sizes too large.

“It’s no problem. Do you want to watch a movie?”

“That sounds nice.”

She sat down on the couch and I put a tray of seemingly random food items down in front of her; a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream, peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, two candy bars and a cup of hot chocolate.

She started laughing, hysterically. “What the hell am I looking at?”

“You’re supposed to give girls chocolate when they’re sad, right? Well, this is literally everything chocolate that I found in my kitchen.”

“Oh, good lord.”

“I hope you’re hungry,” I said, jokingly. “You won’t feel better until you eat all of this.”

“Put the food away, you dork. Just make popcorn.”

The two of us sat down on the couch and started watching the first crappy indie movie we found. I think it was about a drug addict who gets pregnant and has a pet squirrel. I’m not exactly sure because it became really hard to watch a few minutes in, when Annie suddenly swung her legs over my lap and nuzzled against me. I had brought a blanket from the bedroom to help her warm up, and the way she pulled it around her while burrowing into my chest made it look like she was going to hibernate for the winter.

“You’re adorable,” I told her, making her blush.

I pulled her close to me, feeling the heat from her body and hearing the rain continue to fall outside my window.

She looked up at me, and I realized that she had the most incredible eyes I had ever seen. They glimmered in the dim light of the rainy-soaked sunset, as her perfect face leaned in to kiss me.

Every part of her was soft, and that included her lips. She tasted like strawberries, and I could feel her breasts pressing against me through the thin material of her shirt.

“Should we be doing this?” I asked her. “You’re vulnerable. You and Ben just-”

“Shh, please don’t talk,” she whispered to me. I expected sadness or depression to cover her face, but instead I saw frustration. “I don’t need a white knight this time, Alex. I just need to move on.”

She straddled my lap and let her hands roam across my body. They ran along the seam of my t-shirt, before moving to my torso. I took the shirt off and set it aside, so that she could feel every muscular contour of my body and run her fingers over the hair on my chest.

Finally, as my fingers undid every button of her shirt, I felt her fingers running over the stubble on my face. She kissed my cheeks and brushed the rough patches on my skin, while her hands caressed my shoulders and ran down my muscular arms.

I pulled her shirt open, revealing her perky breasts. I put my mouth on one, holding it between my lips and gently tugging. She moaned with pleasure, and I could feel a sensation move throughout her body, almost as if she was purring from my touch.

Though we were reluctant to part from one another, she climbed off of me to pull off her shorts, and I quickly took off my jeans, leaving her in just my opened button down, and me wearing nothing but my socks.

She climbed back on top of me, and looked at my cock with intense longing. I kissed her lips while guiding her tender cunt down to me.

I could feel the heat emanating from her body. I could hear the wet sounds as my head brushed her pussy lips. However, she stopped me just before I could enter her.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, I… I just know that once we do this…” The words hung in the air for almost a minute, after she slowly trailed off.

“Once we do this, things will really be over.”

It was only after I said that, that the sadness I had expected to see finally poured out of her.

“Maybe that’s a good thing,” I told her.

“I think so, too. Let’s hope I’m right.”

Slowly, she lowered herself down onto me, letting my enlarged tip push its way through her tight entrance, but she was unable to get more than the first few inches inside.

“It’s been so long since I’ve done this. Ben and I have barely had sex in the last few months.”

“It’s ok,” I told her. “I’ve got lube in the bedroom, and condoms if we need them.”

“My parents put me on the pill the moment they learned I had a boyfriend, and we don’t need lube. I just need to adjust.”

She started slowly moving up and down, with just three inches of my girth entering her at a time. She leaned over me to grab the top of the couch for support, allowing me to once again suck on her pink nipples.

“Oh, you’re killing me, Alex.”

After a few minutes, when her cunt juices had completely soaked my cock, I asked her, “How do you feel?”

“Amazing.”

“Do you want to feel even better?”

I didn’t wait for a response. I simply lifted my hips and started fucking her with the full length of my cock.

“Oh, shit!”

Her body trembled as I slammed into her over and over again, repeatedly forcing her walls to make room for me.

“Am I hurting you?”

“In a good way.”

Over and over I stretched her little hole, which was far tighter than Emma or Amanda’s, until her back arched and her whole body shook with an earth-shattering orgasm that caused her to collapse on top of me with no breath in her lungs.

“Fuck, that was good.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course. I came fast. I haven’t had sex that good a long time.”

“Well, I stay in practice.”

“You mean with Emma and Amanda?”

My face went pale. I had made that comment without thinking, and had no idea that Annie knew about both girls. As far as I knew, she still thought I was dating Emma.

“How did you find out?”

“They haven’t exactly been quiet about the fact that you’re banging both of them. They talk about you in the locker room, and they fight about you all the time. The whole cheer squad knows, and half of the football team thinks you’re a god.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I mean, you were cool when they thought you were just dating Emma. Now, you’re the guy who you conquered two cheerleaders. Three now, I guess.”

I looked down at the floor, feeling a little sick to my stomach. I had never thought of Emma as a conquest. She was one of my best friends, and I really did lie Annie too, so hearing her say that I had “conquered” them made me feel like a sleazebag.

I picked up my phone when it started buzzing.

“Is Amanda checking in on us again?”

“She wants to know if you’re ok.”

“Tell her I’m very ok,” she said, smiling at me.

We didn’t bother putting our clothes back on. We didn’t even bother cleaning up. Annie and I simply turned on the next movie we found, knowing the night was far from over.

“I don’t suppose you’d want to go again?” she asked me, and moments later I was once again deeply penetrating her with my well-lubricated dick.

It became a pattern throughout the night. We would watch something for a few minutes, and then either go to the bedroom or just fuck on the couch the moment I was hard again. It only ended when both of us collapsed in my bed and fell fast asleep, completely exhausted.

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