The Cheerleader Harem – Part 7

Adult stories: The Cheerleader Harem – Part 7

by Rich Richardson

Genres: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Males / Females

A lot of crazy coincidences had gone down before I had sex with Amanda, Emma and Annie. Comparatively, the story of how I slept with Stacey and Kacey starts out surprisingly straightforward.

One day, I was sitting in the library, when suddenly…

“Hey, Alex. Do you want to have a three way with my friend Kacey and I?”

“Ok. Can I get a few details beforehand?”

“Like what?”

“Who are you?”

The girl speaking to me turned out to be Stacey, and yes, that really is how this part of the story begins. Stacey and I had never met before, but she had heard about me from the other girls. Apparently, they spoke very highly of me and my… prowess.

“Annie said you were the best sex she’s ever had. Of course, she’s only been with one other person, so I’m not sure of how impressive that is.”

“Why do you guys talk about this stuff? I feel like every time I do something with one of you, the rest of the cheerleaders know within the hour.”

“You’re a hot topic. You’ve successfully seduced three cheerleaders, and you can bump that number up to five if you say yes to me.”

“Well…” This was too good to be true. Alarm bells were sounding in my head, but I just couldn’t resist. “I’m not going to say no to a threesome.”

“Great! I’ll see you there.” She quickly scribbled a date and an address on my arm. “Here is where I live. Be there at eight pm, next Saturday. I’ll have everything set up by then.”

“Set up? What do you mean?”

“Oh, you know, making my bed, setting the mood, getting Kacey to say yes, basic stuff like that.”

“Kacey doesn’t want to do this?”

“Well, I haven’t really asked her yet. I know she’ll say yes though.”

“Are you sure?”

“Totally. I’ll text you later.”

“But-”

“Just be there. Everything will be fine.”

I tried studying after Stacey had gone, but my mind was far too busy to let me focus. I was caught in a struggle between my dick and my brain. One of them was telling me not to pass up on the chance to be in a threesome, and the other said that something about this was wrong.

“Alex, you’re going to have a threesome with Kacey and Stacey?”

I knew it was Emma before I even turned around.

“Seriously, how does news spread so fast around here?”

“Don’t do this. Stacey is crazy, and she doesn’t even like guys. I heard that she’s been stalking Stacey since they first met, and once she even sat outside Kacey’s window and just stared at her.”

“That’s insane.”

“I know, right? Don’t get involved in this mess, unless you want to walk into a minefield of drama.”

I think Emma used that exact word because she knew that it would trigger me. Drama was something I’d been avoiding since I got here. I didn’t want to get caught up in anyone else’s bullshit.

After Emma finished her rant, I promised I wouldn’t go through with the threesome, but that didn’t stop the other cheerleaders from showing up to give me their opinions on the situation.

“She just wants to get with Kacey more than anything else in the world,” said Amanda. “I heard that one time Stacey stole a window washer’s platform to get up to Kacey’s window, so she could sneak into her room.”

“I think Stacey’s a really nice person,” Annie told me, “But I get a little weirded out when I’m in the locker room with her. I heard she kindof… Well, you know.”

“She bats for the other team,” said Molly, a cheerleader I had only ever seen once, but who was more than happy to give me her two cents. “Actually, that’s not really true. There are no bats on the team she plays for.”

I ran out of the library, sick and tired of hearing about how crazy Stacey was. I decided that the best way to find out the truth was to ask her up front.

“Stacey, are you a lesbian?” I practiced saying. “Are you just using me to get Kacey in bed?”

I repeated it over and over, but as I stood outside of Stacey’s dorm, I suddenly found myself frozen in place. I just couldn’t make myself go inside.

I paced back and forth on the sidewalk, trying to figure out what I should do. I needed to back out of this three way, but I wondered if it might be a better option to just not talk to Stacey again, and hide under the bed if she came to find me.

My desperation to escape this strange situation escalated, and I was surprised how little time it took before I was planning to start a new life in Mexico, but the only thing more surprising than that was seeing another person pacing only a few yards away.

“Good to see that I’m not the only one about to lose their mind,” I said to the very worried looking girl, but I think it took a moment before she processed what I said, given how deep in thought she was.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t really paying attention.”

“That’s ok,” I told her. “Are you doing alright?”

“Yeah, I’m just dealing with a shitty situation.”

She took a seat on a nearby bench, and I sat down next to her.

“What’s the situation?”

“I have this friend… It’s hard to explain,” she told me.

“It’ll be even harder if you don’t try.”

“Well… She likes me, and I like her, but we’ve hit a bump in our relationship, and now she has this crazy plan that she thinks will make me comfortable, but it’s only making me feel worse.”

Suddenly, everything became a lot less straightforward. “Oh, God. You’re Kacey, aren’t you?”

“Oh, shit. You’ve already heard about me?”

“I heard that Stacey wants to try and get you to have a threesome with her.”

“Shit. How does news spread so fast around here?”

Even though part of me wanted to be honest with Kacey, a bigger part wanted to know that she was ok.

“Tell me something,” I said to her. “What do you think of Stacey’s idea? Be completely honest.”

“To tell you the truth, it sounds horrible. I mean, I don’t know anything about this guy she wants us to sleep with. Supposedly, he’s great in bed, but that doesn’t matter to me. If he’s banging half the cheerleading squad, then he’s probably a douchebag, right?”

“Well, I don’t know if I’d say that…”

“He’s probably a jerk, and I don’t want anything to do with him.”

“Why did Stacey even talk to him in the first place?” This was the question I had been dying to ask since I’d first come to see Stacey.

“I guess it’s because Stacey and I have been seeing each other for a while now, but we haven’t done anything… sexual.”

“You guys are dating? Like, exclusively?”

“Kindof. It’s been about a year, but I just can’t bring myself to get into bed with her… even though I really want to.”

I saw her eyes start to gloss over as she started thinking more and more about her girlfriend, and become less and less attached to the present.

“I definitely like guys, but there’s something about women, especially Stacey. She’s so bold and vibrant, but also gentle. She listens to me when I need a shoulder to cry on, and picks me up when I’m down. My heart flutters when I’m around her, and I love her voice, whether she’s swearing at the umpire at a baseball game or sweetly whispering in my ear. Sometimes she won’t even whisper; she just leans in like she has a secret only I can know, and then nibbles on my earlobe or kisses her way down to my neck, and all I want is to let my clothing fall away so she can touch me… but I can’t.”

Slowly but surely, Kacey came back down to earth, falling from her ecstasy-filled dream.

“Why can’t you be with her?” I asked, truly curious. The look in her eyes told me that she really cared about Stacey, more than the other cheerleaders had ever known.

“For the same reason we haven’t told anyone that we’re dating; I’m still coming to grips with being bisexual. I had to hide it when I was a kid, because my parents were really religious, and now it’s hard for me to express these feelings that have been inside me for so long.”

I have to admit, in that moment, I genuinely felt bad for Kacey. I could tell that it truly pained her, not being able to honestly express her feelings towards someone she cared about.

“You need to tell her all this.”

“She knows it already, just like she knows how hard this is for me. I’m not ready yet.”

“If you’re willing to talk about this so honestly with a stranger, then you should be able to kiss your girlfriend. You just came out to me. Was it so bad?”

In the span of only a few seconds, her face changed from shock, to shame, to confusion and finally to realization. “No, it wasn’t.”

“Go and be with her, and don’t feel guilty about it. It might be taboo, and it might go against how you were raised, but you deserve to be happy, and Stacey deserves to have a girlfriend she can take out in public.”

She pulled out her phone and typed a quick message, smiling as she did.

“Ok, she’s on her way down.”

Instantly, I knew I needed to get out of there. Kacey might not have known who I was, but Stacey certainly would.

“I should go.”

“No, please stay!” said Kacey, wrapping her arms around me and holding me in a bear hug.

Moments later, I saw Stacey walking out the front doors.

“Wait, I just realized that I don’t even know you’re name.”

“That’s ok. I really need to go.”

I rushed off, leaving Kacey very confused, but she was happy a second later when she saw her girlfriend and pulled her into a tentative, but passionate kiss.

I stood there for a while, quite proud of myself, but soon realized that I should have been continuing my escape. Kacey turned and pointed to me, at which point Stacey gave me a very confused look and said something that I couldn’t make out.

I gave the two of them an awkward wave and walked away. I was disappointed that the threesome might not happen, but helping the two of them was more important, and I still felt good about myself.

However, I felt a lot better when my phone started buzzing, and I read the message on the screen.

“Where are you going?”

I looked back and saw Kacey and Stacey, standing at the dorm’s entrance, beckoning me to them.

Stacey’s face turned bright red when I placed an arm around her waist, and she smiled shyly as her hands brushed my chest. Meanwhile, Kacey pulled us along, wanting nothing more than for all of us to get upstairs as quickly as possible.

Three other people stepped into the elevator with us, quelling any chances for an elevator make-out session, like I had had with Emma. However, while we did at first try to act normal, my excitement did finally get the better of me, as we stood in the back of the group.