And, to celebrate, the star player was about to enjoy another first. Even though Lance had seduced five cheerleaders on the squad, he never did two at once.
In Tanya’s bedroom, the scent of sex hung heavy in the air, a delicious combination of sweat, perfume, and wet pussy. The two senior hotties were illuminated only by candlelight. Tanya lay spread eagle on her bed, her legs apart and hips raised so Kate could eat her strawberry blonde pussy.
The young ladies moved in perfect harmony with each other. Lance could tell these chicks had made it before. Even though he had banged them both on separate occasions, they had kept their girl-girl action on the low down. He never would have known about their relationship had they not propositioned him for a post-game threesome. Generally, cheerleaders proved to be squares so tonight’s hookup came as a special treat.
Lance sat nude in an armchair at bedside and quietly jacked off as soft moans and sighs echoed through the bedroom. Their breathing slowly became more labored, punctuated with occasional cries of pleasure. The whole scene felt unbearably erotic. Like some fancy softcore film on cable.
BZZZZ! BZZZZ! BZZZZ!
Oops. Lance forgot to turn off his mobile.
Kate lifted up her head from between Tanya’s thighs. “Seriously?” she scolded him. “Can’t you mute your phone even for this?”
“Sorry, babe,” he apologized, leaping out of his seat and searching for his iPhone amongst a discarded pile of clothing. Finally, he found the offending device in his jeans. The Caller ID blazed bright with Coach Walker’s name. Why the fuck was he bothering him on a Friday night? Happy to remain cocooned in his bubble of ignorance, Lance declined the call with a swift swipe.
Lucky for him, Tanya and Kate had resumed their lesbian lovefest in the meantime. Both of them definitely made the cut. Tanya was a natural blonde with full lips, big blue eyes and generous curves. Her partner Kate was a slimmer number who practiced yoga and did crazy splits on the cheerleader squad. Both girls boasted D-cups, a size the tit-crazed teen favored in his late night adventures.
“Oh yeah,” Tanya moaned, clawing Kate’s back with her fingernails as the yoga babe ate her friend’s pussy. “Yes! God, that feels amazing! Keep going!” The cheerleaders were so in the moment they did not notice the mattress dip, until a deep voice sounded from above.
“May I join you ladies?” he chuckled, kneeling beside them with a seductive grin.
“I think you already did, champ,” smiled Tanya. She always called the star player ‘champ.’
“Yeah,” he agreed. “Looks like I did.”
Kate lifted her head from Tanya’s pussy and sat up. “Well, now that you’re here,” she teased him. “You ought to make yourself useful. How about giving my girlfriend some facetime?”
“Sure, babe. Move on over,” smiled Lance. “After all, Tanya says I eat pussy… like a champ.”
Lance got down on his knees, spread her legs open, and gently kissed the soft flesh of her inner thighs. The cheerleader instinctively gripped the sheets as Lance got to work on her. This was going to get intense. Cunnilingus qualified as an Olympic event for the teenage superstud. Both Tanya and Kate agreed Lance could eat pussy longer and better than any guy (or girl) on the planet.
The vaginal virtuoso began at the outer edges of her slit, letting his tongue dance over her clit, then licked his way inwards and downwards to her actual hole.
“Oh yeah,” she moaned, gripping the sides of his head and pulling him closer. “Oh god, don’t stop!”
Lance buried his face into her wet pussy, moving his tongue and lips in unison. He applied a gentle suction and penetrated her with his tongue. Her whole body flinched with pleasure the moment his tongue popped inside of her. Slowly but surely, he slid his oral organ into the depths of her tasty cunt. Her vaginal walls gripped his tongue, the slick flesh hugging it tighter the deeper he delved.
“Fuck!” she gasped. “Right there! Right there!”
Lance hungrily licked and slurped her insides like a crazed animal as her walls began to contract violently. Suddenly, her pussy squirted all over his face! Lance had to use significant force in his forearms to keep Tanya from crushing his head between her thighs as she came. And her climax had only begun…
“Fuck!” Tanya screamed, now clenching his head with both hands in a white-knuckled death grip. As her body convulsed, Lance kept licking and sucking her feverishly until a final wave of pleasure subsided and her body stilled.
The last few spasms sent a rush of fluid trickling out her pussy.
“Holy fuck,” gasped Tanya. “Holy fucking fuck.”
“I know,” Lance murmured. He lifted his head up and let the last few drops of her juices run down his chin. “That was a hell of an orgasm.”
“Yeah,” she gasped. “But I need a favor from you?”
“A favor?”
“Can I have another one?”
Lance smiled. This was going to be one hot playdate!
FOUR HOURS LATER
The room was silent. The only sound that could be heard was the long deep breaths of the trio, their chests slowly rising and falling.
“That was incredible,” Kate said softly as she snuggled against Lance’s chest, her lithe body clinging to his side like a second skin. He nodded in agreement, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her up for a kiss.
“She’s right, champ,” Tanya agreed while snuggling against his other side. She nosed in to Lance’s kiss with her girlfriend and soon the three of them converged in a sensual flurry of tongues. Their lips smacked loudly as tiny female hands roamed the contours of his jumbo-sized physique. Inevitably, they reached down to grasp his growing erection in their palms.
Kate finally broke the kiss, her mouth still hovering close enough for him to feel the warmth of her breath on his face. “So tell me, champ,” Kate whispered, “Have you thought about what it will be like to play in the NFL?”
“Not really,” Lance shrugged. Coach Walker jawboned a lot about college football but the stoner just tuned it out. So much shit was happening all at once in his life that he barely could see beyond next week. And his thoughts mostly focused on babes.
“You know, sugar dove,” he confessed to Kate. “I think I enjoyed giving you an orgasm more than scoring a touchdown tonight.”
“Well, looks like we caught ourselves Prince Charming himself!” giggled Tanya, her laughter shaking the bed.
“I’m serious,” Lance persisted. “Who gives a shit about throwing a ball around? I couldn’t wait to get off the field tonight.”
Tanya and Kate exchanged conspiratorial glances. They both nodded in silent agreement. As to what the cheerleaders just agreed upon, Lance did not know but suspected he would sooooooon find out.
“So, champ,” began Tanya. “Did you have a good time tonight?”
“You got no idea, babe,” he beamed.
“Because Kate and I might want to make these get-togethers a regular thing,” she winked.
“But there are gonna be some strings attached,” Kate added.
Red alert! Lance smelled danger. “Ladies,” he smiled, “I love our time together but I’m not ready to settle down yet. I’m a young man, still exploring my sexuality.”
Tanya and Kate exchanged another glance and smirked.
“No, stud muffin,” Tanya corrected him. “Kate and I are already in a relationship. We just need a favor.”
“And I’m guessing this favor involves more than another orgasm,” he surmised.
“Do you know Morgan?”
“Yeah, I know Morgan,” smiled Lance. He banged the head cheerleader at least once a week.
“She’s a bitch!”
“A harpie!”
“A cunt!”
“We hate her!” the mean girls howled in unison, their big titties quaking with teenybopper rage.
“So, Lance,” continued Kate. “If you’d like to keep doing this, as in doing us, we’d appreciate if you’d stop putting out for Morgan.”
“You mean like just blow her off?” Lance asked with genuine confusion.
“We’re not telling you to stop having fun. Just don’t have fun with her.”
“Hmmmm,” he mused. “That’s a unique request. I may need to think about that.”
“Think hard,” smiled Tanya.
Lance weighed his options. Morgan was a perfect 10. She was definitely the hottest cheerleader on the squad. Whereas Tanya and Kate were both 9’s. However, 9 plus 9 equaled 18 which was greater than 10. Even so, they were pulling a bullshit move on their frenemy.
Sensing that Lance might be wavering, Tanya crawled between his legs and began to suck his dick.
“Alright,” he moaned under his breath. “You got a deal.”
4am
About 200 yards from home, Lance cut off the engine to his motorcycle and rolled it the rest of the way back. His father had gone on another business trip but the teen remained discreet as a matter of habit.
Lance slipped inside the gate to the backyard and tiptoed over to the pool house. Unlocking the door, Lance stumbled through his dark bedroom. He groped his way toward his bed in the pitch blackness and lay down on the soft mattress. A moment later, something warm and blonde curled around his body.
“Surprise,” Nicole whispered into his ear.
“Again, babe?” he mock-complained. She had been laying in wait for him last night too.
“You owe me a date, remember?” she pouted.
“OK, Mom,” Lance smirked with a naughty wink.
“Stepmom,” she giggled. “And I only became your stepmom a month ago.”
As far as he was concerned, Nicole was a hot cougar who happened to live in the same house with him. They only met a couple weeks ago so their relationship wasn’t as taboo as it might appear at face value.
“So what should I call you then?” he conceded.
“How about ‘Nicole’?”
“OK, Nicole,” Lance nodded while stripping off his clothing. Naked and tumescent, he turned to Nicole and gave her a scorching kiss. Lance moaned softly as she lightly nibbled his bottom lip. He could smell the faint scent of her hair, a sweet aroma as if she’d just stepped out of the shower.
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