Jan tried hard to detect a note of sarcasm in that statement, but she found none. Marcie appeared sincere. Their eyes met on the sly and Jan gave her daughter an approving smile, unnoticed by the others.
Stomper leaned across Julie to untie and ungag Wally. His cock bobbed in her face and she boldly played with it, prompting Stomper to laugh and say, “This fucking kid has me by the dick. She’s a natural born cheerleader all right. Keep that up, sugar. I’ll let you know when I’m about to blast off. We wouldn’t want you to miss a drop.”
Stomper took his seat on the armrest of the sofa after freeing Wally. Julie kept up the stroking of his much bigger dick, turning to look at her mother, saying, “Like this, Mom?”
“Yes, except slower. Go all the way to the tip and back down, but do it slow and easy. If he starts to blow, you get your mouth over the end and suck.”
“You mean like this?” With that, Julie pulled the arching rod down and slipped her mouth over the end, hollowing her cheeks as she gave her mother a side glance.
Jan smiled and said, “Yes, just like that, only keep up the pumping action. Milk his dick into your mouth. You suck and swallow all through his climax. A good cheerleader adores sucking on a shooting cock, and loves eating sperm right from a cock. As Georgette used to say, ‘A Raiderette will stand in a long line to suck a dick.’ We often did when the owner came into the locker room.”
Red said, “Lucky fucker. Can you imagine that, Lester? All the Raiderettes lined up to suck your dick. Man, what a lucky bastard.”
Lester said, “Who was the owner back then, Jan?”
“Oh…uh, his name escapes me. It’s been years.”
“Jones?”
“It could be. That sounds familiar. Bart Jones, I think was his name.”
Lester gave her a knowing look then turned to Red and said, “At first I wasn’t sure, but only a Raiderette from the eighties would know that Bart Jones owned the Raiders.”
“I never doubted her. She looks like a Raiderette, and she sure knows her cheerleading.”
Lester looked to Jan with another knowing look as he said, “Yep, she knows cheerleading inside and out.”
Marcie watched this exchange closely. She could see that Lester knew of her mother’s deception and wondered why he didn’t expose her. She wondered why her mother made up that lie in the first place, and why she was acting like a slut was a complete mystery. She was acting. Marcie had no doubt. The way she languished between the boys, allowing them free and easy access to her crotch through the leg holes of her shorts while jacking them off was so totally unlike her. The boys weren’t about to ask questions. They saw a window of opportunity and took it.
Their hands fought over the choicest spots between their mother’s legs, but she appeared to enjoy the fight. Their mother watched Julie suck on a man’s cock without the slightest bit of alarm or concern, and when Julie didn’t seem in any hurry to remove her mouth from the cock, Jan told her to go ahead and suck him off as practice.
Marcie was confused, but she knew her mother hadn’t done a one-eighty in twenty minutes. She was Mom when she left with Lester and someone entirely different on her return. Marcie was in no position to question her mother. All she could do was trust her judgement. Her father, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have a clue and kept looking at his wife as though she were a total stranger; or worse, as though the real Jan Mathews was finally coming out.
Jan ignored him for the most part and concentrated on acting the role of a slut cheerleader – the only kind there was – or that was the impression she tried to convey. Red and Stomper were completely fooled and thought their every suspicion about cheerleaders had been confirmed. In a way, Marcie found this amusing, but she was not inclined to chuckle.
She had not lost sight of the seriousness of their predicament. They were totally at these men’s mercies. She reasoned that if her mother had any plan at all it was to win their favor to spare anyone from violence. She was just as certain that saving her daughters from a virginity ending fuck was not part of the plan. Marcie kissed her virginity goodbye when she started doing the vulgar figure eights. It was only a matter of when.
She got the impression that her mother wanted her to act the role of a slut cheerleader, and as difficult as that was for her, she’d gradually got into the role and then the mind set that went with it. All the open sex play going on before her helped pave the way, but it was showing her ass and exposing her pussy from the rear that pushed her over the edge and changed her mind set. Marcie also discovered that being almost naked while acting lewd was easier if those watching were playing with each others genitals and not focused solely on her.
After Julie started sucking on Stomper’s dick, the focus of attention shifted to her kid sister. Marcie thought this would be a good time to test her theory. While her sister sucked the man’s dick, Marcie slipped a hand inside her panties and began stroking her slit, waiting to catch her mother’s eye. When the eye was caught, Marcie said, “Mom, when can I take off my panties?”
Jan sat back and refocused her attention on Marcie. The men also took note after hearing her surprising request. All eyes were now on Marcie, and she kept up the pussy play, showing no shyness, not even a blush. To all that looked, Marcie came across as a horny teenage girl driven to public masturbation from witnessing a blow job.
Jan said, “You mustn’t appear to be in a hurry, Marcie. You have them here, and you’ll get what you want. By the time this week is up, you’ll be fucked raw and walking bowlegged. What you need to do now is make the experience good for them so they’ll sing your praises. Bragging to girls in the locker room won’t do you much good if fans in the stands don’t know you’re as good as you look. You want these men as horny as you can get them, and you don’t do that by stripping down and yelling, ‘Hop on, boys.'”
Satisfied that she had the situation figured right, Marcie pouted, “But I’m so horny, Mom.”
“I know, sweetheart, and that’s good that you show it, but you want them as horny as you are – hornier. A super horny man is less critical, easier to impress, and easier to satisfy. Start by showing a little more pussy. Show them what those fingers are doing.”
Marcie inched down the front of her panties to reveal her slick finger hooked inside her hole, dragging the slime up to her clit, then down the slit to her hole again. She did this several times, then said, “Like this?”
“Yes, that’s very good. Now, show a little more. Move the panties to the tops of your thighs. That’s it, now give them a better look at your pussy. Move the hand so they can see the hole they’re going to fuck. Good, now display your clit. Show them how ready you are, how hot and horny you are. You want a stiff dick in you so badly you can taste it. Let them see that.”
Julie was trying to steal the show. She had gotten on her knees, kneeling over the cock, sucking and jacking to beat the band. Stomper tried to hold back, but with Marcie’s words and performance, he was a gonner and cried out, “Here she blows!”
Jan said, “Suck, Julie, suck! Suck hard, baby.” Her ass was to everyone except Stomper. On impulse, Jan said, “Wally, pull her shorts down and rip that blouse off her. A cheerleader should always suck cock in the raw.”
Wally only gave his wife one astonished look before launching himself into action. Julie’s shorts and panties came down in one tug to her knees and he rended the blouse in two by ripping up the back. The two halves slid to her elbows leaving her effectively naked. While sucking, Julie moved her knees apart to better show her lightly-downed and sopping wet pussy. Her father cupped her sex as Stomper reached from the top and insinuated a finger into her ass.
Stomper cried out, “Fuck! It feels like a Hoover has me by the dick. Oh, yeah, baby! Suck that cum, bitch! Eat it! Fuck!…”
Sperm poured down the kid’s throat as she sucked and swallowed as fast as she could. Julie ate it all without spilling a drop, then licked the dick while milking the last drops. When she finished, she fell back against her father’s chest in a sprawl, turned her head to her mother and breathlessly said, “Did I do good, Mom?”
Jan reached across and tweaked a nipple, saying, “You did very good, Julie. Was it good?”
“Ummm, yes! I love sperm.”
“Good, all cheerleaders love sperm.”
Stomper stood and examined his deflating member, saying, “Man, what a cock-sucker! I ain’t never had my dick sucked like that.”
Marcie cried, “Mom, I wanna get fucked. This isn’t fair. I’m the one who got them here, and Julie is going to suck them all dry before I get any.”
Lester and Red sat with their mouths agape as Jan said, “You’ll get fucked, don’t worry about that. Julie is done for a while. We have six cocks and three cunts at this party. You’ll get your share, but you’re going to share. Now, get those panties off, you horny little slut.”
Marcie whipped the panties off then assumed a wide-legged stance to properly fuck herself with both hands. Jan said, “Now, dance your way over to Lester and get close to do your figure eight dance with your hands behind your neck. Place everything at his disposal. Let him sample the wares.”
Marcie sauntered over and straddled Lester’s legs, getting her cunt over his cock as she assumed the provocative pose and dance. Lester used his dick to follow the figure eight pattern, keeping the head pressed against her slimy hole. Marcie made three eights then started sinking. The cock began sinking as well, sinking inside.
With three inches imbedded, Lester couldn’t take the tease any longer. He grabbed her hips and yanked her down. Marcie squealed, more from surprise than pain. She had a grimace on her face as she sat firmly on Lester’s groin with nine-inches of fat cock up her ex-virgin twat.
Lester’s head had lolled back over the head-rest, then lolled right to look at Jan with a Cheshire-cat smile. He said, “This is fine pussy, Jan.”
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