A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure

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I loved Saturdays. They were easily my favorite day of the week. There was something so great about them. Yeah, having no classes was nice. Yeah, the beer was great. Yeah, the football was pretty awesome. But my favorite thing about Saturdays was the cheerleaders. College cheerleaders. While I had a hardon for most cheerleaders from most of the nation’s schools, the cheerleaders from my own school, Rasington University, were the sexiest of them all. Those firm breasts, those short skirts, those big asses. They were perfect. Our colors were gold and blue. Rasington’s mascot was the Roosters. Naturally, most of the guys from our student body referred to the mascot as a cock. The uniforms consisted of a bright white top with a gold rooster in the center of it, gold bows, and a dark blue skirt. The skirts were really short, and they barely covered their light blue bloomers. None of the cheerleaders liked wearing the cheer sweats. It didn’t matter what month it was or what the temperature was or what the weather was like. They were really horny, and they liked showing off as much skin as they legally could. My interest in cheerleaders developed rather quickly. I was a film student, and I liked to film a wide variety of things. My interest in film and my work on short films eventually led me to become the cameraman for my school’s football team. My job was to film the games and hand them over to the head coach to be analyzed. Unbeknownst to the school, I actually had two cameras. The DSLR that I used to film the games and the miniature camera that I used to film the cheerleaders. I kept the second camera hidden under a small curtain on the camera stand. Throughout the year, I created a collection of all the games, halftime shows, and anything that the cheerleaders did on Saturdays. On gamedays, I arrived about one hour ahead of the game’s start time to set up my equipment. As I set up the equipment, I would take my time to watch the cheerleaders stretch, tumble, and go through their usual routines in their very skimpy uniforms. Yep. College cheerleaders made me horny. And no cheerleader turned me on more than Becca. Becca had the perfect double Ds. Her legs were long, and her tan was natural. She was a real blonde with dazzling brown eyes. Her ass was so big and so round that her cheeks typically hung out of whatever she was wearing. And I knew for a fact that she didn’t wear anything under her cheer panties. There was something so dirty about seeing Becca raise almanbahis şikayet her leg and seeing the outline of the lips that were concealed under those light blue bloomers. I always gratified myself after the games were over, and Becca was almost always the object of my self-gratification. On several occasions, I thought about walking up to Becca and asking her out. However, I never had the nerve to do it. Talking to women was never really my specialty. I was also pretty bad at lying. Even if I was able to talk to Becca, I would more than likely have to tell her why I was into her and tell her all about my sexual fantasies. Maybe one day I would have the nerve to talk to Becca and tell her how I felt about her. But admiring her sexy body from a distance was all I was capable of doing for now. One evening, I was at my apartment, getting ready to head down to the stadium and set up for tonight’s football game against the Preston Pussycats. Suddenly, my libido went nuts, and I felt the need to rub one out. I turned on my TV and DVD player and decided to watch one of my homemade movies. A few seconds later, footage of Becca stretching and practicing her cheer routine appeared on my screen. I dropped my pants and boxers and watched the show. I got hard almost immediately. A few drops of fluid leaked out of my cock as I watched Becca shake her ass. It had been raining that day, and her bloomers were getting soaked, which meant that I could see her round ass in its full glory. I grabbed the lubricant beside me and prepared to pour it out of the bottle and onto my cock. At that moment, the doorbell rang. I groaned loudly. I did not enjoy having my private time interrupted. It took me about thirty seconds to pull my pants and boxers back on, pause the DVD player, turn off my television, and head downstairs. I opened the front door to see who was there. Much to my surprise, Becca was standing on my front porch. She was wearing her sexy little cheerleader uniform. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Why was she at my place? “Hey,” she said. “Hi, Becca. Uh, what are you doing here?” I asked. “Yeah, I’m kinda having a bad day,” she remarked. “My car broke down, and I don’t have any jumper cables with me. Do you have any that I could use?” “Yeah, sure,” I remarked. I walked over to a nearby cabinet and pulled out some jumper cables. I walked over to her and handed them to her. “I also gotta use the bathroom,” Becca added. “Is it alright if I use yours?” “Yeah, almanbahis canlı casino sounds good,” I replied. “I’ll get your car started up, and it should be good to go once you’re done.” “Sounds good. I’ll see you soon,” she remarked. She handed me back the jumper cables, gave me her car keys, and headed into my apartment. Holy crap, I thought. The girl of your dreams is in your apartment. She is here, and she can be yours. However, I chose to ignore my dirty mind, and I headed outside to start up her car. It took me less than one minute to get her car started up. I sat on the hood of her car and waited for Becca to emerge from my apartment. Ten minutes passed by, but she never came out. Fearing the worst, I ran back to my apartment, leaped onto the front porch, opened the front door, and ran inside. “Hey, Becca, are you okay?” I asked. “Becca?” I closed the door and ran up the stairs, hoping that I would find her. I could hear the television in my bedroom. I felt my heart drop. I hoped she wasn’t watching what I think she was watching. I slowly opened my bedroom door and peeked inside. I gasped when I saw my television monitor and what was playing on it. Becca had found my cheerleader porn stash. At that moment, Becca turned her head around and stared at me. Busted. Fuck. “So this is what you’ve been shooting on Saturdays, is it?” she asked. “I thought you were supposed to be filming the games?” “Look, I… I know this looks really weird,” I said. “And I know it looks bad, but…” “But?” she replied. “Yes, you seem to have quite the eye for my butt.” As she said those words, she turned around, leaned on her knees, pulled her skirt up, and stuck her ass out. Her light blue panties rode up to the point where I could see both of her buttcheeks. “What the… Becca, what are you doing?” I asked, unable to comprehend what was going on. “Well, let’s just say I’ve been feeling a little… naughty,” she said with a short giggle. I stared at Becca in amazement. She smacked her ass with her right hand. With a small amount of hesitation, I tried to work up the nerve to ask her a big question. “Do you want…” I gasped. “I mean… can I… do you want…” “Oh, yeah, cutie,” she said. Becca got up, walked over to me, and whispered in my ear, “You can touch anything you want. With any body part that you want. So what the fuck are you waiting for?” I grinned. Without a moment of hesitation, I kissed her. We fell onto the bed and began to make almanbahis casino out. This was really happening. I was making out with the hottest, sexiest, naughtiest cheerleader that I had ever seen. I was making out with Becca. Eventually, our lips separated, and I gazed at her perfect face. “Hmm, you’re a pretty good kisser,” Becca said. “But I know for a fact that my mouth isn’t the only thing that you want to kiss right now.” Laughing, I moved down and flipped up Becca’s miniskirt, exposing her panties. As usual, I could see the outline of her pussy through the panties. She motioned for me to act, and I did. I raised Becca’s legs up into the air, grabbed the panties, and lifted them up and off of her legs. I held the crotch of her panties up to my nose and inhaled the scent. I could smell it. Becca had pleasured herself earlier today. Yep, she was one fucking naughty cheerleader. I tossed the panties onto my bedside table and stared at the cute little pussy in front of me. It was pink and very moist. She was shaved so I didn’t have to worry about any hair. The excitement was building up inside of me. She was here, she was wet, and her pussy was mine for the taking. I lowered my face to her crotch and began to suck her pussy. Becca moaned softly as I slowly licked her clit. She tasted so good. So sticky, so warm, so moist. I already knew that she was horny, but being able to get her this wet this quickly was definitely a shocker. I moved my tongue inside of her and began to wag it back and forth. I pushed my tongue as far into her pussy as possible. I wanted to taste as much of her as I possibly could. Becca yelled loudly, and I felt cum splatter onto my face. Her cries of joy turned me on so much. Just hearing her moans and screams made me want to cum right there. At that moment, I decided to get her loose. Ready for the next step. I pulled her clitoral hood back, licked the top of it, and began to place each of my fingers inside of her. I started off with two fingers. I slowly moved my fingers up and down. Then I added a third one. I felt her loosen up as the cum came all over my fingers. Eventually, I added a fourth finger and began to pick up the pace. Becca’s moaning grew louder and louder as I moved faster and faster. Her cum gushed out past my hand and onto my bed as I finger-fucked her. Then I went in deeper. My fingers moved faster. She yelled out in excitement. I found it. Her g-spot. Becca let out a scream that was so loud I was very thankful that I didn’t live with my parents or have any roommates. She fell back against the bed, and I withdrew my fingers. I raised them up to my mouth, but Becca grabbed them and sucked the cum right off. She sat up, leaned forward, and kissed me.

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