AUTHOR	Tomcat
DATE ADDED	24th August 2001
AUTHOR EMAIL	tomcatscans@earthlink.net
STORY CODES	M/F, teen, school

Kathy Dawson had an attractive figure, and she knew it. The
16-year-old sophomore's body was budding into a young woman. Her
5'7" frame was beginning to become more shapely, and she looked
in the school bathroom mirror, admiring herself in her new
cheerleading uniform.
Kathy was excited about making the Madison High J.V. squad for
the second year, and this afternoon's football game would be the
first opportunity for her to show off her new outfit.
She wore a long-sleeved sweater, white on the top half and
bright red on the bottom half, with two thin horizontal red
stripes just above the color change on both the torso and
sleeves. The red letters "MHS" adorned her chest, just above the
stripes, and the sweater had a V-neck with a white collar.
Her skirt was scarlet red, with eight inverted white pleats.
Kathy had ordered it with a shorter length than most of the other
girls, because she liked it that way. It hung sweetly on her
darling teen tush, barely covering those sweet ass cheeks and
showing off her lovely, firm thighs.
Kathy's calves were encased in matching red kneesocks, with
three thin white stripes ringing the top of them. Red and white
saddle shoes finished the delightful ensemble.
The young cheerleader smiled sweetly to herself. Her peaches-
and-cream complexion and girl-next-door looks made her the object
of desire. Her long brown hair was pulled back to the side by
two red and white-checkered hair ribbons.
Kathy reached under the hem of her little cheerleading skirt
and pulled her tight, red cheer panties into position. Unlike
the other girls she cheered with, Kathy would never wear her
cheer panties over her regular panties. She felt it was too
bulky, so she simply wore the cheer panties alone.
Kathy was a virgin, but she yearned for love. For some
strange reason, she felt herself attracted to adult men more than
the boys at school.
Her mother, divorced ten years before, had brought men home
frequently, and Kathy had secretly watched as these men would
make love to her mom. She would imagine what it would be like to
feel a man's penis in her body or in her mouth. What would it
taste like?
She quickly left the washroom and headed for her last class of
the day. It was sex education, and her teacher, Mrs. Johnson,
was one of the most popular at school. She was in her early
40's, but she had an attractive figure and related to the kids
very well.
It was one class that Kathy found very entertaining. On this
particular day, she noticed that Mrs. Johnson made eye contact
with her more than usual. When the bell rang, Kathy gathered her
books and stood up to leave the classroom.
"Kathy, may I see you for a minute?" asked Mrs. Johnson.
"Sure, Mrs. Johnson," she answered, walking toward her desk.
The other students filtered out the door, leaving the two of
them alone.
"Kathy," Mrs. Johnson began, "you were very good at the pep
rally earlier today."
"Thank you, ma'am."
Mrs. Johnson smiled.
"You were trying to get the guys to notice you, weren't you,
Kathy?" she inquired.
"Why?" Kathy asked.
"Because you exaggerated your dance movements. You were
showing off your panties for the guys."
Kathy blushed, because she knew the teacher was right.
"Well, maybe..." she admitted.
"It's okay, Kathy. You're just looking for some sexual
attention. It's perfectly normal," Mrs. Johnson told her.
"It is?" the young cheerleader asked.
"Sure. Kathy, are you a virgin?"
Kathy sheepishly nodded.
"Do you want to be a virgin?"
"Not really, ma'am. A lot of my friends are having sex
already."
"I see..."
Mrs. Johnson looked Kathy in the eyes.
"How would you like to have a guy make love to you, Kathy?"
"It would be nice, I think," Kathy answered, smiling.
"I see. Hey, today's my husband's birthday, and I was
wondering what to get him. If I paid you fifty dollars, would
you come to our house and do some of your dance routines for him?
I know he'd like it, and you can make a little cash for
yourself, too."
Kathy's eyes bulged.
"For your husband?" she asked.
"Yeah, it's all right. We experiment and have fun all the
time. He's a fun guy."
"Yeah, I could really use the money. But it would have to be
after the game, and you'd have to give me a ride," Kathy added.
"No problem, Kathy. I'll meet you after the game, and I'll
get you back home by eight o'clock. Okay?"
Kathy nodded her agreement, then turned and walked toward the
door, her tiny skirt flipping about on her tight little ass.
Mrs. Johnson smiled. Somehow she knew her husband would be
popping young Kathy's sweet cherry that night...

*****************

The J.V. football game ended in a 14-point Madison victory,
and Mrs. Johnson met Kathy in front of the bleachers. They
jumped into the teacher's car and drove across town to her house.
They entered the house through the garage. Doug Johnson was
sitting in the living room, reading the newspaper as he waited
for his wife to arrive.
"Doug?" she called out from the kitchen.
"Yeah, I'm in here," he answered.
"I brought a birthday surprise home for you, honey," she told
him.
"What is it?" he asked as the two ladies turned the corner.
His eyes caught sight of little Kathy Dawson immediately.
"I brought you home a cheerleader from school, honey," Mrs.
Johnson told him. "She's going to do some dances for you."
Mr. Johnson gulped.
"Wow!" was all he could say.
Mrs. Johnson turned on the stereo and put in a CD with some
good dance music.
"Okay, Kathy, show him what kind of moves you have," she
suggested.
Kathy felt very uneasy and extremely awkward, but she moved to
the front of the room, clutching her red-and-white pom pons. She
started moving to the beat, trying to ignore the husband and wife
watching her.
The young sophomore cheerleader's dancing was stiff at first,
but she quickly loosened up. By the time the second song
started, she was sensuously grinding her tight little ass to the
beat. Her little skirt flipped about, flashing the eight white
pleats and her glove-tight red panties.
Kathy could see the bulge in Mr. Johnson's pants, and so could
his wife. Mrs. Johnson was enjoying the show, as well.
"Show him more of your panties, Kathy," she offered. "I think
you're really getting him turned on."
Kathy made her dance routine even sexier, at one point
lowering herself down to the floor and spreading her legs wide
apart while she clutched her skirt up against her tummy. He had
a full view of her panty-covered teenage crotch, and she smiled
at him. She knew her little pussy was getting wet, and she
wondered if he could see the juice through her cheer panties.
"Oh my God..." he gasped. He knew he had to have this sweet
young cheerleader.
Kathy stood back up and started wiggling her ass at him while
churning her pompons furiously. Her little skirt danced wildly,
teasing him with quick panty peeks.
Mr. Johnson's cock was nearly bursting through his zipper as
his wife ran out of the room for a camera. She came back with a
fully-loaded professional-looking camera and started snapping
pictures of Kathy.
Kathy smiled as she danced for her teacher and her husband,
the camera flash lighting the room every few seconds. She
dropped her pompons and sensuously caressed her upper body,
squeezing her budding young tits through her cheerleading
sweater.
"You want to fuck her, don't you, honey?" Mrs. Johnson asked.
"Yeah, Sue, I wanna fuck her really bad," he babbled, as his
wife laughed.
The song ended, and Kathy stopped her dancing.
Mrs. Johnson looked straight at her.
"Would you like him to fuck you, Kathy?" she asked.
Kathy's mind raced. She thought he was cute, and she had
wanted a man for quite a while. But her teacher's husband? Why
not...
The 16-year-old cheerleader nodded.
"Good," Mrs. Johnson answered. "How would you like to make
some really good money fucking older men?"
"What do you mean?" Kathy asked.
"We run a small business on the side," Mrs. Johnson admitted.
"We employ women to entertain businessmen, you might say."
"Really?" Kathy asked. "What do you mean by `entertain'?"
Mrs. Johnson smiled. "I think you know..."
Kathy returned the smile.
"How would that work?" she asked. "Aren't I too young?"
"Well, you're under legal age, but then younger girls are in
high demand and short supply. I can pay you $100 an hour for
starters, and more if you're good."
Kathy's eyes widened. "Wow! What would I have to do?"
Mrs. Johnson explained her rules to the young cheerleader.
"Well, first of all, you can't tell anybody. Nobody. If
anyone finds out, we're all in a lot of trouble. I'll give you a
beeper, and when it goes off, just call the phone number. You
will be given the time and place to be, the length of time you
need to be there, and any special instructions. When you get
there, you need to do what the man says, because he's paying good
money. Then, every Monday morning, I'll pay you at school for
the previous week."
"What would the men want me to do?" asked the innocent young
cheerleader.
"Well, you'll probably dance for them and then have sex with
them. I'll use a young theme with you, so the guys will expect
you to be dressed up as a cheerleader or in a school uniform.
It's not that important for you to be really good at sex, since
most of them will get off on the idea of fucking or being sucked
off by a young virgin schoolgirl."
"Okay," Kathy replied. "I'm in."
"But first," Mrs. Johnson reminded her, "you've got to fuck my
husband."
Kathy looked over at Doug, who was waiting patiently for her,
his eyes devouring her sweet teen body. He stood up, took young
Kathy by the hand, and led her to the bedroom.
Mrs. Johnson followed them, sitting in a chair next to the
bed, ready to offer advice to Kathy.
She watched her husband embrace the young girl as they stood
at the foot of the bed, smiling as her hubby's hand disappeared
under the back of Kathy's little cheerleading skirt.
Mrs. Johnson knew that she was going to make a lot of money
with Kathy Dawson...

CHAPTER 2

Young Kathy Dawson kissed Mr. Johnson tentatively at first.
She felt the warmth of his hands as they caressed her tight
little ass cheeks through her bright red cheerleading panties.
It felt good to her, and she purred softly as his open lips
coaxed hers open.
Their tongues met and slowly probed each other's mouths.
Kathy could feel her heart racing as the middle-aged man placed
his fingertips under the legband of her panties, reaching for her
already-moist pussy.
Mrs. Johnson smiled as she watched her husband seduce her new
employee. She watched Doug's hands rumple Kathy's short red
skirt, the white inverted pleats fanning out on her little ass.
"Good, Kathy," Sue coached. "Let the customer do whatever he
wants. Doug, remember, you're busting her cherry tonight, so go
easy on her, honey."
Kathy moaned as Mr. Johnson pushed a finger up slowly into
her. It felt so wonderful to her, so nasty, to have this man's
hands in her panties like this. She felt new sensations rush
through her young body, and she trembled.
"Doug," Mrs. Johnson said, "Why don't you let her suck your
cock? She'll have to learn how to do that, of course."
Her husband loosened his grip on the young 16-year-old
cheerleader. Kathy stood before him, not knowing what to do.
"Okay, Kathy, just undo his pants," Mrs. Johnson instructed.
Kathy smiled, a bit embarrassed, as she reached down, undid
his belt, then unzipped his pants.
"That's it, Kathy," her coach admonished. "Now pull his pants
down, take his cock and put it in your mouth."
She pulled his trousers and underwear down to a pile around
his ankles. His cock wobbled obscenely before her, rock-hard and
at least eight inches long.
Little Kathy obediently dropped to her knees before Mr.
Johnson. She admired the stiff prick only inches from her face,
then took it in her right hand.
"Good, Kathy...Now put it in your mouth and suck on it," Mrs.
Johnson coached.
Kathy opened her sweet young mouth and slid his swollen cock
into it. She clamped her bright red lips around his spear and
tasted a man's meat for the first time. It was a different taste
for her, but she liked it. She started sucking her teacher's
husband.
"Yeah, Kathy, just like that. Just remember, a guy gets
excited by pumping his cock in and out of your mouth or pussy.
He loves the in-and-out movement, so just slide it in and out
while you suck it. If you want to, you can pump the shaft with
your hand while you do that, but don't do it too fast."
Kathy obeyed her teacher, and started a good oral fuck-stroke
on Doug. Her hair bounced about as she mouth-fucked him, and her
hand's firm grip on his cock-stalk added to the intensity.
Mr. Johnson moaned in delight, just as Kathy popped her lips
off, but kept up the hand jerk.
"Why don't I want to do it too fast?" she asked the teacher.
"Cause he'll cum too quick," came the answer.
"Is that when he shoots stuff out?" Kathy asked.
"Yes, Kathy, his cock will shoot out white cream when he can't
take any more excitement. But the customer should get his
money's worth, so stretch it out and make it last, unless he
wants you to do it quicker."
Kathy nodded and put Mr. Johnson's cock back in her sucking
mouth.
"Here's a tip for you, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson offered. "The
most sensitive part of his cock is the underside, just behind the
tip. If you rub it with your tongue while you suck it, it'll
drive a lot of guys crazy. They'll blow their load in a hurry
that way."
Kathy pulled his cock most of the way out, then put the tip of
her tongue on the spot that Mrs. Johnson suggested. She wiggled
the tip rapidly across his prick while she sucked and pumped with
her hand.
"Oh, God, Kathy, that's great," Doug told her. "You'll make
me cum in no time if you keep that up, sweetheart!"
"Don't suck him off, yet, Kathy dear," Mrs. Johnson advised.
"Let him suck your clit and fuck you first."
Kathy Dawson popped her lips off his spear and stood back up.
Mr. Johnson spun her around and lowered her onto the bed, while
he stepped out of his trousers and underwear.
He admired the 16-year-old cheerleader before him, looking so
hot in her uniform. He reached up under her little red skirt,
grasped the waistband of her tight red panties, then peeled them
off over her kneesocks and red-and-white saddle shoes.
Kathy put her knees up high in the air as the man pulled her
legs wide apart. He dove head-first between those red kneesocks
with the three thin white stripes and mashed his tongue against
her virgin clit.
"Ooohh!!" Kathy exclaimed as he dragged his tongue across her
love trigger. She had never felt anything like that in her life
before.
Mr. Johnson lapped her hole with a frenzy. Loud slurping
sounds came from her crotch as her pussy juice mixed with his
saliva.
The young J.V. cheerleader looked down at the top of his head,
barely visible above her rumpled skirt. She grasped the pleats
and pulled them high over her waist to see better, then squeezed
her tender tits through her red-and-white cheerleading sweater.
Kathy's nipples were rock-hard in seconds, and she moaned in
delight as Mr. Johnson ate her pussy. She looked over at his
wife, who nodded approvingly.
"Feels good, doesn't it, Kathy?" she asked.
Kathy nodded, barely able to speak with her rapidly-shortening
breaths.
"Yeah...really good..."
Kathy's thighs trembled with intensity. She felt a strange
sensation sweep her young body.
"You're gonna have an orgasm, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson explained,
watching the young cheerleader's legs quiver. "He's gonna make
you cum."
"Oooohhhhh!!! Gggggooooodddddd! Oh my God! Oh, shit!!!"
Kathy screamed.
Yeah, keep sucking, sir! I'm getting it! Oh, God, I'm
getting it!"
Mr. Johnson kept up his sucking and tongue-work on her clit
for a little while longer, until Kathy's moans decreased. He
pulled his head out and looked at her, with the girl's juices
running from his chin.
"Now, I'm gonna fuck you, sweet little girl," he told her as
he climbed over her.
Mrs. Johnson handed Kathy a condom.
"Here, Kathy, put this on his cock before he fucks you," she
told her. "It keeps you from getting pregnant or getting any
diseases, so it's important."
Kathy unwrapped it and put it against his cock-tip, then
unrolled it onto him.
"That's right, Kathy. Make sure it's on all the way...there.
Now you guys can fuck."
Mr. Johnson fisted his prick-head between her swollen pussy
lips. Kathy smiled as he slowly drove it into her, sinking only
an inch at first.
"So fucking tight, Kathy," he told her. "The guys are gonna
love this..."
He pumped into her slowly at first, sinking a little more of
it into her virgin pussy with each push. Soon, he was slugging a
good six inches into the cheerleader's twat.
"Ooofff!" Kathy exclaimed, as he fucked her slow and steady.
"Does that hurt?" he asked.
"No, sir," she answered. "It feels good. Fuck me, sir."
She looked over at Mrs. Johnson, who was enjoying this, as
well. She liked the sight of this young girl, dressed in her
cheerleading uniform, getting hammered by her husband.
"Is he gonna cum in me, Mrs. Johnson?" Kathy asked.
"No, not tonight. I want him to cum in your mouth, so you can
get used to the taste of it. A lot of guys like to cum in a
lady's mouth, but some like to do it in your pussy. Some of `em
like to cum on your face or tits, too."
Kathy nodded as Mr. Johnson slowed his fuckstroke, then pulled
himself out of the cheerleader. He crawled up next to her, on
his knees, as she sat up.
"Okay, Kathy, now I'm gonna cum in your mouth, okay?"
"Okay, sir," she replied.
Kathy pulled the condom off his cock and slipped his meat into
her hungry mouth.
"Just do what you were doing before, `cause you're good at it,
sweetheart," he told her.
Kathy started her suck, tongue-flick and hand-pump on him as
he knelt on the bed next to her.
"Yeah... that's it, darling..."
Kathy could sense that he was getting close, and she readied
herself, not really knowing what to expect.
"Oh yeah, Kathy, suck it just like that. You're gonna make me
cum!"
He groaned and thrust himself deep into her mouth. Kathy felt
his cock spasm and felt a stream of warm cum shoot down the
length of her tongue to the back of her throat. She swallowed
it, just in time for another squirt of milky-white jizz.
Kathy couldn't keep swallowing fast enough. The man quickly
filled her sweet mouth with his cream. Trickles of white semen
oozed out the sides of her mouth and ran down to her chin.
She slowed the hand-pump to a stop as the spasms of his cock
subsided. She pulled his cock from her mouth and swallowed a
mouthful of cum.
Mrs. Johnson enjoyed the sight, as did her husband. Kathy sat
there, dressed in her darling cheerleading uniform with the
kneesocks and saddle shoes, with strings of cum drooling from
both sides of her mouth.
Kathy could feel the leftover cum hanging from her chin, and
she scooped it up with her finger. She looked down at the creamy
texture, and, having enjoyed the taste of it, licked it off her
finger.
Spotting a few beads left on his piss-slit, she licked it off
as well, to the approval of the couple.
"Yeah! Way to go!" they applauded.

************************

As Mrs. Johnson's car stopped in front of Kathy's house, her
teacher handed her a beeper and a package of condoms. Kathy
tucked them into her purse.
"Kathy, I think you're gonna have a lot of fun and make a lot
of money," she told her.
"Remember, not a word of this to anyone," she added.
"I understand," Kathy responded and got out of the car.
Mrs. Johnson watched her walk into her house and smiled to
herself. Kathy was going to be a popular girl.

CHAPTER 3

Kathy Dawson's mind raced for the next few days, wondering
when Mrs. Johnson would put her to work. Every day in her
class, the teacher would smile at her and talk to her briefly,
but no word would come as to when Kathy's services would be
requested by a "customer".
Finally, one day when Kathy was leaving Mrs. Johnson's class,
the teacher asked to speak with her.
"Yes, Mrs. Johnson?" Kathy asked, hoping to hear what she had
been waiting for.
Mrs. Johnson placed a slip of paper in her hand. It read:

Continental Hotel - Room 512 - 7:00 PM
"Randy"
Wear a cheerleading uniform and bring your pom pons
1-hour session

"What's this?" Kathy asked, while reading it.
"It's your first work assignment, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson
answered.
"This guy wants a young cheerleader to treat him special. He
might want you to act shy and innocent at first, so he can seduce
you. On the other hand, he may want you to act like a pro. In
either case, remember one rule: don't kiss him on the mouth."
"Why?" Kathy asked.
"Cause it'll get you emotionally involved, honey. You don't
want that."
"Okay," replied Kathy, giggling. "I'll remember that."
"You should change at the hotel restroom, so you don't make
much of a show, Kathy. Also, a ponytail might help you to look
nice and young for him. Make sure you pace yourself so you can
take him the full hour, unless he wants you to go quicker."
Kathy nodded and walked toward the classroom door.
"Good luck, Kathy," her teacher called to her. "You can tell
me about it tomorrow."
Kathy smiled and disappeared around the doorway.

****************************

The taxi dropped Kathy off in front of the Continental Hotel.
She glanced at her watch. It was only 6:30, so she had plenty
of time to change for this "Randy". She wondered if that was
really his name.
She slung her dufflebag, packed with her cheerleading uniform
and pompons, over her shoulder and paid the cabbie, then walked
into the lobby of the hotel.
The Continental was one of the fancier hotels in the downtown
area, and she knew this guy must be pretty important or rich to
be staying here.
She found a ladies' room near an elevator, and walked in.
Closing one of the stall doors behind her, Kathy began to change
her clothes.
By the time she had freshened up her makeup, it was nearly
7:00. She left the bathroom and jumped into a nearby elevator,
which happened to be vacant.
Little Kathy's heart was pounding as the elevator doors opened
on the fifth floor. Clutching her dufflebag tightly, she walked
briskly down the hallway until she found Room 512.
Nervously, she knocked on the door. There was no answer.
Could she have the wrong room? She knocked on the door again,
harder this time. Then she heard the deadbolt move and she knew
somebody was answering it.
The door opened, revealing a brown-haired man in his mid-
forties, she guessed. He was quite attractive to her, and he
only smiled when he saw her.
"Randy?" she asked, a bit jittery.
"Yes, and you must be Kathy," he answered. "Come in, please."
Kathy stepped into the room, more like a suite, which was very
spacious. He closed the door behind him and locked it. The man
put one arm around Kathy's waist and led her into the room.
"How old are you, sweetheart?" he asked.
"Sixteen, sir," she replied.
The man smiled.
"Good," he said. "I've always wanted to have a teenage
cheerleader."
Kathy smiled as "Randy" patted her ass through her little
pleated skirt. He sat on the edge of the bed.
"Turn around, sweetheart. Let me get a good look at you in
your uniform," he ordered.
She dropped her dufflebag and slowly turned a full circle for
him, letting him admire her in her cheerleading uniform, the same
one that Mr. Johnson had fucked her in the previous week.
Kathy's long brown hair was slicked back in a ponytail with a
white bow and her bangs hung sweetly just above her eyebrows.
Her lips sparkled with the red lip gloss she had just applied.
Her sweater was red around the bottom half of both the torso
and sleeves, and white around the top, with a white collar. Two
thin red stripes accentuated the color-split. The red letters
"MHS" graced the front of her sweater, between her firm tits.
The skirt was a matching red, with eight inverted white
pleats. It hung marvelously on her tight little ass, barely
covering her tight white cheerleading panties this time. Her
shapely young legs were encased in red kneesocks, with three thin
white bands around the top, and red-and-white saddle shoes
completed the wonderful ensemble.
"You look great..." he muttered, staring at the teenage beauty
he knew would be his in just a few minutes. He pulled a wad of
dollar bills out of his pocket and handed them to her.
"Here's a little extra something just for you," he said.
"Would you like me to do a couple of cheers for you?" she
asked.
"Sure!" came the enthusiastic answer.
Kathy reached into her dufflebag and put the money in her
purse, then pulled out her pompons. She started a cheer.
"Push `em back! Push `em back! Way back!" she chanted,
shaking her poms and wiggling her ass. She jumped and shook her
tits at him, bobbling in her sweater.
She smiled as she cheered, noticing the bulge in his pants
getting larger and larger.
"Who's gonna win this game tonight? We are! We are!" she
cheered.
Kathy kept up her new chant while she spun away from him,
shaking her ass at him, churning her pom pons furiously. Her
long ponytails swished from side to side. Her tiny red
cheerleading skirt danced wildly, flashing the eight white
pleats.
"Who's gonna suck your cock tonight? I am! I am!"
Kathy bent over, facing away, as she continued grinding her
delightful ass at him. Her little skirt pulled up, giving him a
good peek at her tight white cheerleading panties.
"Do you like this?" she asked.
"You bet, sweetheart," the man answered. "Take off your
panties for me, now."
Kathy reached up under her skirt and thumbed the tight panties
down over her thighs. They fell to the floor and she kicked them
aside.
"Now sit down on the bed here," he ordered. "I wanna watch
you fuck yourself with your finger.
She sat on the bed, leaning back against the headboard.
Scrunching up her little skirt with one hand, she spread her
legs, exposing her little teen cunny for the lusting middle-aged
man.
"Yeah, fuck yourself," he muttered, while undoing his
trousers.
She watched his reaction as she stroked her soft pussy hair,
then pushed a finger up into herself. She pulled it out, the
moistness reflecting the roomlight.
"My pussy's really hot for you," she told him, smiling her
best sweet-little-girl look.
As he disrobed before her, she admired the nine-inch penis
which he stroked slowly while watching her.
"That's really big, Randy. I hope it'll fit in me."
"It'll fit, little girl," he told her. "I'm looking forward
to fucking that tight pussy of yours."
A final look at the young cheerleader diddling her clit, her
little skirt pulled up high, both kneesocks raised high, and her
bright pink pussy lips was too much for the man.
"Okay, now I want you to sit on my face and suck my cock."
"Anything you say, Randy," she answered.
He lied down on the bed while Kathy positioned her pussy over
his face. Slowly, she lowered herself until she felt his tongue
mash against her clit.
"Oh, God..." she moaned.
Kathy leaned forward and placed Randy's hard cock in her
mouth. It had a different taste to it than Mr. Johnson's, but
she liked it. She slowly licked around the head and up and down
the shaft, then took it in her mouth again while she cupped his
balls and softly massaged them.
The man mashed his tongue into her love hole and then flicked
at her clit. He fastened his mouth around it and sucked,
drinking down the young girl's sweet juices.
He groaned as Kathy sucked him, slowly, and he knew he
wouldn't last long like this. He could hear the girl moaning as
he sucked her clit. Suddenly, he heard her scream.
"Oh, God!!! I'm cumming!!! Ohhhhhhh Goddddddd!!!"
Kathy's thighs trembled as her pussy juice ran down over his
face. She raised up, as her orgasm made her clit too sensitive
for more stimulation.
"Oh, Randy, that was really good," she murmured.
"Good," he smiled, as he wiped Kathy's love juice from his
face.
"Now I'm gonna fuck that pussy of yours," he said.
Kathy laughed as she rolled off of him. Reaching down to one
kneesock, she pulled out a condom from under the rolled-over band
and deftly tore the package open. In seconds, she had the
rubber fully unwrapped over his prick.
"Okay, big guy, you can fuck me now," she giggled.
"Do you want me in my uniform? I can take it off for you if
you'd like," she offered.
"Just take off your sweater," he told her. "I wanna see those
tits."
Kathy quickly peeled it off and threw it to a nearby chair.
Her orange-sized teenaged tits were firm, her nipples rock-hard.
"Get on your knees, sweetheart," he told her. "I'm gonna fuck
you doggy-style."
Kathy did as instructed, as Randy positioned himself behind
her.
She watched in the mirror next to the bed as he flipped the back
of her pleated skirt up on her waist. She felt the prick-tip
nestle between her pussy lips.
"Okay, you little cheerleader slut, I'm gonna fuck you hard."
Kathy bit her lip as he drove himself into her. The first
four or five inches went easy, and he fucked this distance into
her with the first few strokes, then drove the rest of his cock
into her tight twat.
"Ooohhhh!" she gasped, having never felt something this big in
her before.
"Good little girl..." he muttered.
He grabbed her sides for leverage, pumping hard into Kathy
with each stroke.
"Good little cheerleader..."
Kathy watched in the mirror. Her firm tits wobbled slightly
as her body shuddered with the intensity of his pumping. She
could see that he was watching, too.
"Yeah, it's fun to watch, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yeah..." she muttered.
"I'm fuckin' you good, now, aren't I, baby?"
"Yeah...fuckin' me really good..."
The cheerleader enjoyed the feeling of his stiff rod filling
up her wet cunt.
He suddenly stopped and pulled his prick out.
"Roll over on your back now".
Kathy rolled over and spread her legs, raising her knees high
as he lowered himself and fisted his cock into her.
"Yeah, you cheerleaders love to fuck, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes, we do..." she muttered.
Kathy hooked her kneesocks over his shoulders as the man
nailed her tight teen pussy with short hard strokes.
He wished he had a video camera to remember this. He made a
mental note to request her again, and this time he would tape it
secretly.
"Oh yeah, sweetheart, you're gonna get a mouthful now," he
gasped.
He pulled out again and quickly rolled the condom off, then
crawled up to her chest. He looked down at the lovely young
girl, her ponytails splayed out across the pillow.
Kathy looked up at him as he frigged himself, his tip of his
cock only inched above her mouth. She giggled.
"What are you gonna do, mister?" she asked.
"I'm gonna jack off in your mouth, honey. Open wide, and I'll
give you a tasty treat."
Kathy opened her mouth wide, eager for his cum. His hand
pumped furiously, and she knew she was in for quite a load of
semen.
"Come on, mister," she coached. "Cum in my mouth..."
She stuck her tongue out, touching it against the underside of
his piss-slit. It was all she had to do.
The man screamed as his cock fired its first spasm of warm
jizz. White glops of cum sprayed into Kathy's mouth, splattering
off her teeth.
He kept pumping, and his cream kept coming. White strings of
gooey, sticky cum splattered on her upper lip and across her
cheeks.
Kathy felt his load slide down her throat, but like a pro, she
kept her mouth open for him. More cum rained down from above,
most going into her sweet mouth. She felt semen running down the
sides of her face.
The man finally stopped squirting his cum at her, squeezing
the last of it out. One last string of cum dangled from his
prick-tip, and he shook it loose onto Kathy's tongue.
He looked down at the delightful teenage cheerleader. She was
a mess, with semen all over her face.
Kathy knew she was a mess. As he rolled off of her, she sat
up and looked in the mirror next to the bed, smiling, looking at
the globs of white man-cream caked on her face.
She felt like such a nasty girl, and it excited her.
"Oh, God..." he groaned, entirely spent by the encounter.
"How was I, mister?" she asked.
"Fucking great, sweetheart," he smiled, exhausted. "Just
fucking great..."
"Would you want to do business with me again some time?" she
asked.
"Oh, yeah," he told her, "And I'm gonna recommend you to some
friends of mine, too."
Kathy smiled as a string of cum dripped down onto her red
pleated cheerleading skirt. She was going to make a lot of
money, she knew.

CHAPTER 4

When Kathy left Mrs. Johnson's class the next day, her teacher
smiled radiantly at her and motioned her to her desk. When the
other students had filtered out of the room, Mrs. Johnson spoke.
"I heard you were quite a hit last night, Kathy," she said.
Kathy blushed.
"Yeah, I guess..." she murmured.
"Well, I've got another guy who wants you tomorrow night.
Here."
Mrs. Johnson pushed a slip of paper into Kathy's hand:

HAMILTON HOTEL
Room 107
8:00 PM

Mike and Brian
2 hours

DRESS UP IN A SCHOOL UNIFORM.
THEY WANT A NAUGHTY LITTLE GIRL!

Kathy laughed.
"Two guys?" she asked.
"Yep. You think you can handle that?"
"Sure, I guess." They want me to dress up like a schoolgirl?"
she asked.
"Yeah," Mrs. Johnson smiled. "A lot of guys get off on
outfits like that. Just go to Thompson's Uniforms downtown and
get yourself an outfit."
She slipped Kathy two hundred dollars in cash.
"That should cover it. You know what to get, right?"
"I think so," Kathy answered. "A white blouse, vest, necktie,
plaid skirt, kneesocks and saddle shoes?"
Mrs. Johnson nodded. "Perfect, Kathy. Don't forget to fix
your hair up really cute, too."

*******************

Kathy arrived at the Hamilton Hotel, already dressed in her
little schoolgirl outfit. She got some curious looks from people
in the lobby, but she really didn't care. After ducking into the
restroom briefly to fix up her hair, she quickly made her way to
Room 107.
She knocked on the door, and a man was quick to answer it.
"Hi, I'm Kathy," she said shyly, and the door opened with a
smile.
"Hi, Kathy. Wow! I'm Brian... Come on in!"
Kathy walked into the room as Brian closed the door and bolted
it.
"Hey, Mike!" he called into the bathroom. "You've got to see
this girl!"
Kathy blushed as Mike walked into the room.
"Holy shit..." Mike muttered.
The two men gawked over sweet young Kathy, dressed in her
little schoolgirl outfit.
Kathy wore a crisp, long-sleeved white blouse, with a
red/black/yellow plaid necktie. Her torso was caressed by a
matching buttoned-down red/black/yellow plaid vest, which fit
snugly, accentuating her firm teenaged breasts and flat tummy.
Kathy's skirt was made from the same plaid fabric, layered in
tiny knife-pleats, riding high on her lovely thin thighs. Her
white cable-knit kneesocks and black-and-white saddle shoes
completed her sweet outfit nicely.
Kathy's lips shined with her red lipstick, and her hair was
swept to the sides in two ponytails, with bangs draping across
her forehead.
She enjoyed playing the part of an innocent little girl, and
she swayed from side to side slightly, like a nervous youngster.
"Do you like my outfit?" she asked, then spun around for the
guys. Her flimsy, lightweight skirt flared out its pleats and
gave the horny men a fleeting glimpse of sweet white cotton
panties.
"Shit, yes!" Brian blurted.
"What did you guys want me here for, anyway?" she asked,
teasingly.
Mike smiled at her, then stepped up to her. He patted her ass
lightly through her little pleated skirt.
"It all depends," answered Mike. Are you a good little girl,
or a naughty girl?"
"Well, most of the time, I'm good, but when I'm naughty, I'm
even better..." Kathy replied, with the wink of an eye.
"Well, now, my little sweetheart," Mike answered, "let's see
just what a naughty little schoolgirl you are..."
The radio in the room was playing a very sensuous song, and
Kathy decided to use it to enhance her teen charms. She sat in a
chair across from the bed.
The men sat on the bed, watching her intently. Kathy put a
saddle shoe up on an armrest, and cocked the other leg wide to
the other side. Her little school skirt draped down across the
gap between her legs.
Mike and Brian were mesmerized. Kathy was simply delightful
in her little uniform. As they watched, Kathy slowly slid her
plaid pleated skirt up over her tight white panties, showing them
her lovely panty-covered crotch.
Kathy loved every minute of this. She slowly slid a finger
in through the legband of her panties, probing her wetness,
moaning softly to add to the effect. She could see their jeans
begin to bulge ominously.
Kathy continued to finger herself, her fingers moving in and
out of her teen cunt under the panties, her knuckles stretching
out the fabric. Her other hand slowly unbuttoned her vest and
began massaging her breasts through her soft white blouse.
"Would you guys like to see my little pussy?" she asked.
"Oh, yeah..." they both muttered, horny as hell.
Kathy hooked a finger around a legband and pulled the fabric
to the side, exposing her almost-hairless treasure. The soft
curls of pussy hair were glistening with her moisture, and the
sight of it, coupled with the school uniform and her provocative
pose, were enough to almost make the guys come in their pants
right then and there.
"God, I could cum right now!" gasped Brian.
"Oh, no, don't do that right now," said Kathy. "You've got to
fuck me, first! Let's see those cocks..."
The men quickly stripped before her. In seconds, their
clothes were thrown aside, with both men standing before her,
their pricks hard and lewdly wobbling in worship to the young
princess.
The men pulled her up from the chair and brought her to the
bed.
"Hey, Brian, why don't you let her suck you while I eat her
pussy?" Mike suggested.
"Great idea!" Brian quickly agreed. He lied on the bed, his
head propped up on a pillow.
Mike reached up under Kathy's flimsy little skirt and thumbed
her panties down, tugging them over her precious ass cheeks, till
they fell to the floor. Kathy tossed her vest to the floor. She
crawled onto the bed, slowly moving her way up between Brian's
legs to his waiting seven-inch schlong.
As she gripped Brian's warm, hard cock in one hand, she felt
her little skirt pulled up high on the back of her ass, high in
the air as she knelt on the bed, and the wonderful sensation of a
man's tongue on her pussy lips.
She knew she was going to really enjoy this night. She stuck
her tongue out and slowly licked his manhood, carefully cupping
his balls in her other hand.
Brian looked down at the young girl before him, taking in the
wonderful sight. Those cute bangs, the ponytails and ribbons,
her white school blouse, her plaid skirt flipped up on her ass...
Kathy licked his cock slowly, torturing Brian. She could see
the wedding ring on his finger, and knew that she was giving him
a fantasy that his wife could never fulfill.
"That's it, little darling. Just like a lollipop..." he
murmured.
At the same time, Mike was busy lapping away at Kathy's hole.
Kathy groaned in delight as he softly sucked her clit, stroking
it with his tongue at the same time.
She finally put Brian's cock in her mouth, sliding it down her
throat before clamping her lips around him. She pulled it out
slowly, sucking hard, then pushed it deep into her hungry mouth
again. Kathy worked him like a pro, sucking him hard, her head
bobbing up and down on him, her ponytails bouncing about.
Kathy knew she was going to have an orgasm. Mike knew how to
use his tongue well, and he was going to send her over the brink.
She popped her lips off Brian, just as she came.
"Oh, God! Awwwwwww!!!!! Oh shit!!!!! Yeah!!!!" she
screamed, her thighs trembling with the intensity of her climax.
Mike slowly stopped his tongue-lashing.
"Okay, sweetheart, time for a fucking!" he told her. "We've
got almost two hours with you, so we can fuck you a couple of
times, anyway."
Kathy laughed.
"Hey, Brian," Mike called. "Why don't you fuck her first
while she sucks my cock?"
Brian crawled out from under Kathy, and Mike replaced him.
As Brian circled around behind her, Kathy reached down to a
kneesock. She pulled a condom out from under the cuff, where she
had it folded over. She liked wearing the kneesocks, because it
gave her a handy place to keep the rubbers.
Brian quickly slipped it on. He pulled her little pleated
school skirt up high on her ass, then fisted his latex-covered
cock between her pussy lips and drove it inside.
"Auggghhh!" Kathy yelped as the man speared her tight little
cunt.
Brian fucked in slowly the first few times, grasping her
waist for leverage, then began jabbing her with short, rapid
fuck-strokes.
Mike, meanwhile, was enjoying himself as the young schoolgirl
sucked him hard. He couldn't get enough of the sight before him,
as Kathy's ponytails danced about with her blowjob rhythm.
"Yeah, you little schoolgirl," Brian murmured. "I'll bet you
like getting fucked like this, don't you?"
"Yeah..." Kathy murmured.
"Talk dirty to me, baby," he said.
"Oooohhhh, yeah, mister," she cooed. "Fuck me, mister...fuck
my tight little pussy..."
Kathy went back to her cock-sucking, working Mike up into a
frenzy.
"Slow down, baby," he told her. "You're gonna make me cum
too soon."
She relaxed her pace and popped her lips off, licking his
cock just enough to keep him nice and hard. She wanted to taste
his cum, but she knew she had to make the customer happy.
"Fuck me hard, Brian," she coached.
Brian knew he couldn't take much more. The excitement level
of fucking a cute little 16-year-old girl in a schoolgirl uniform
was just too much.
"God, Kathy, you're gonna make me blow!" he gasped.
He drove his cock deep into her with one last thrust and
came, squirting thick wads of cum into the condom. She could
feel his prick spasming within her, and it felt good to her.
As he pulled his cock out, he unrolled the rubber and held it
up.
"Look at this, sweetheart," he said. "That's a full load,
baby!"
Kathy looked back over her shoulder at a condom filled almost
halfway with warm man-cream, and suddenly got an idea.
"Give me that," she said, and Brian handed it to her, with a
curious look on his face.
Kathy turned over and lied down on the bed, smoothing her
little skirt out beneath her. As both men watched, she held the
condom a couple of inches over her face and turned it over,
opening her mouth. Thick strands of Brian's jizz poured out of
the rubber and oozed down onto Kathy's tongue.
Kathy dumped the creamy contents into her hungry mouth,
squeezing the condom to push out every bit. She swirled her
tongue around the sticky white ribbons of fuck-cream, lapping up
every drop.
"Oh my God..." Mike muttered.
"Holy shit..." Brian stammered.
Kathy tossed the used rubber aside, then looked at Mike.
"Your turn now, big guy," she told him. She pulled her
kneesock-encased legs high and whipped another rubber from under
the elastic legband of those white kneesocks, then handed it to
Mike.
"Wanna see my tits?" she asked, as Mike fumbled with the
condom.
"You bet," he told her.
As Mike rolled the rubber onto his stiff cock, Kathy
unbuttoned her white blouse down to her waist. She pulled it
open and unhooked her front-fastening bra, pulling the cups wide
before him.
Mike stared at the teenaged breasts before him. They weren't
large, but they looked so tender, so virgin, so cherry...
Mike leaned forward and put one of her tits into his mouth.
He sucked it softly, and Kathy purred. She loved the feeling of
his warm mouth sucking her tits, but she wanted him in her eager
pussy even more.
"Well now, Mike. Are you gonna suck or are you gonna fuck?"
she asked.
Mike smiled at her and straightened up. Kathy spread her
thighs wide as he positioned his cock against her shiny, moist
pussy lips and drove it inside with one smooth stroke.
Kathy hooked her kneesocks over Mike's shoulders as he pumped
hard into her. He drilled her intensely, pushing himself as deep
as he could into her."
"Oh, yes..." she muttered. She put her fingertips on her
clit, wiggling them madly as he pounded her little pussy.
"Ohhh yeahhh!! Oh, God!" she gasped. "I'm cumming again!"
"So am I!" Mike yelled. "I'm gonna cum, too!"
"No!" she cried. "Do it in my mouth! I wanna taste it!"
Mike quickly pulled out and snapped the condom off, then
shimmied up to her head, straddling the young girl.
"That's it, Mike... right in my mouth!" Kathy instructed.
She pointed to her lips and held her mouth open, watching his
hand as it furiously whacked away above her.
Suddenly, he groaned, and a long sticky white string of cum
shot out, hitting Kathy on the upper lip and splattering all over
her face.
Kathy laughed as Mike's prick shot another load, aimed much
better this time, squarely against the roof of her mouth. It
trickled to the back of her throat, just as another stream ran
down her tongue.
"Eat it, baby!" Brian exclaimed.
Kathy loved the taste of Mike's cum, and she could hardly
swallow before more creamy white juice came at her. She lapped
it up hungrily, just holding her mouth wide open for him as he
filled it with squirt after squirt.
When Mike had finally finished, Kathy's mouth was full of
man-juice. Both men watched as Kathy closed her mouth and
swallowed. A little bit of cum overflowed her lips and trickled
down her cheeks.
"Aw, shit..." the men gasped.
"Wow, Mike, what a load," Kathy said. "You must've been
saving that up for quite a while, huh?"
Kathy just smiled. She looked quickly at her watch.
"We've got another hour, you guys. I'll bet I can get you two
off twice more in sixty minutes."
She winked at them, lying there in her school outfit, her
blouse wide open, little plaid pleated skirt pulled up over her
waist, her white kneesocks cocked wide apart, with cum on her
face.
Brian and Mike both knew that would be no problem...

CHAPTER 5

Mrs. Johnson was smiling when she discretely handed Kathy a
wad of bills that Friday. Kathy quickly stuffed them into her
purse and returned the smile.
"I heard back from those two guys you entertained the other
night, Kathy," Mrs. Johnson quipped. "They were sore the next
morning, I guess."
"Yeah, well, I managed to get one of those guys off four times
in two hours, and the other guy three times," Kathy answered.
Mrs. Johnson laughed.
"Wow! You must have been pretty good!" she said.
"I think it was the schoolgirl outfit, too," Kathy told her.
"Those guys really got turned on by it."
"You must have really gotten a sexy outfit, huh?" she asked.
"Yep," Kathy answered. "Vest, tie, short pleated skirt,
kneesocks, saddle shoes, the whole bit. Those guys had hard-ons
as soon as I walked into the room."
Mrs. Johnson laughed.
"Great, Kathy! I wondered if you could handle two guys at
once, and I guess you answered that! I've got two more guys who
would like to see you in a cheerleader uniform Saturday
afternoon. I guess they want to videotape you, too, if that's
okay."
"I don't know..." Kathy paused.
"They said they'll pay you an extra three hundred dollars."
Kathy perked up. "Well, I guess, if they're willing to pay me
that much extra."
"Good," Mrs. Johnson nodded. "Here you go, then."
She pushed a slip of paper into Kathy's hand with the details
of the young girl's next assignment.

*******************

Kathy arrived by taxi up at the downtown hotel a little after
1:30 PM, giving her a half hour to change before her 2:00
appointment. She picked up her dufflebag, filled with her cheer
uniform and pompons, paid the driver, then walked briskly to the
hotel restroom to change clothes.
She had picked a different uniform this time. She quickly
changed into it, then fixed up her hair into two ponytails tied
with white ribbons. Kathy fluffed her brunette bangs, stuffed
her street clothes into the bag and left for her encounter on the
third floor.
Kathy knocked on the door. A voice called out.
"Is this Kathy?" the voice asked.
"Yes, I'm Kathy," she answered.
She heard the deadbolt unlatch, and the door opened. She
found herself looking at a middle-aged man, about 6'3" with
graying hair, and an average build.
"Wow!" the man said. "Hi, I'm Frank. Come on in, honey!"
Kathy stepped in quickly, as Frank closed the door. She
looked around the room and could easily see the camcorder on a
tripod across from the bed.
Frank lightly patted her on the ass through her flimsy skirt.
"So, you're sixteen, huh, Kathy?" he asked.
"Yes, sir," she answered.
"Well, my friend John and I have been looking forward to
fucking a sweet little 16-year-old cheerleader. Let me see that
uniform of yours."
Kathy stood before him and modeled her outfit for him. His
eyes raped the young girl, devouring every inch of this lovely
young treasure.
Kathy smiled. Her lovely face, framed by her ponytails and
sweet bangs, was a true delight, enhanced by her ruby red
lipstick.
She wore an incredibly tight white V-neck sweater with a wide
red stripe down the side of each arm and down the sides of her
torso. A thin red stripe flanked each side of the wide stripe.
She wasn't wearing a bra, and Frank could easily see the outline
of her puffy nipples under the sweater fabric. The sweater ended
barely at the waistband of her skirt. Kathy liked that, because
when she raised her arms, her flat tummy could be easily seen.
Between her raised nipples were the red block letters "MHS", for
Madison High.
Kathy's little skirt was white, with sixteen inverted red
pleats. It was even shorter than her other skirts, and barely
covered the crotch of her tight white cheer panties.
She wore white kneesocks with a red ring around the top,
pulled tightly over her calves and ending just below her
slightly-knobby little-girl kneecaps. Of course, inside the red
cuff of her kneesocks, she kept a pair of condoms, with more in
her dufflebag. Her white tennies completed the delightful
uniform.
"Shit, John, you've got to see this gal," Frank gasped.
"She's incredible!"
The bathroom door opened, and John stepped out. It was John
Dawson, Kathy's dad.
"Daddy?!" Kathy gasped.
"Kathy?!" he blurted.
"Holy shit, John! This girl is your daughter?" Frank added.
The three stood there speechless for several seconds, not
knowing what to do or say. It was a very awkward moment, until
Kathy spoke up.
"I bet you're wondering what I'm doing here," she murmured.
"Yeah, I guess I am," her dad answered.
"I'm working for a lady, and she's paying me a lot of money
for this," Kathy told him.
"How did you get hooked up with this?" he inquired.
"I can't say," she responded.
"You don't have to do this, honey, if you need a job," he
offered.
"Daddy, I really like doing this," Kathy said. "It's fun and
exciting.
"You do, huh?" her father answered.
"Yeah, and I know what you're here for, too, dad."
John hung his head, a little ashamed.
"It's alright, dad. I'll never say anything to mom, believe
me."
Her dad smiled at her.
"So just go ahead, daddy," Kathy told him. "It's okay if you
do what you came here to do."
"Shit, John, you're gonna fuck your own daughter?" Frank
asked.
Kathy walked over and placed her hand in her father's hand.
"Well, dad, what do you think? Do you want to?"
Her dad leaned over and whispered something into Kathy's ear,
and she smiled.
"Yeah, Frank," she said boldly. "Daddy's gonna fuck me, just
like you are."
"Hey, Frank," John added. "You owe me a favor for letting you
make it with my daughter. How about if you let me fuck your
daughter sometime, okay?"
Frank smiled. His daughter, Francine, was 12 years old, and
very sweet.
"I'd imagine you'd like to fuck Francine in her girl scout
uniform, too, wouldn't you?" Frank inquired.
"Yeah, that would sound like fun," John retorted.
Kathy walked over and sat in a chair across the room. She
raised one leg, placing a foot on the armrest, her virgin white
skirt pulled high, spreading out the red pleats and showing off
her white panty-covered mound to her dad and his friend.
"Well, guys, how would you like to do this?" she asked, as
Frank fumbled for the video camera.
Kathy saw the red light as Frank zoomed in to her panty-
wrapped pussy. She obligingly put the fingertips of one hand on
her crotch and began rubbing herself through the thin fabric.
"You like this?" she asked, teasingly, knowingly.
"Oh, yeah..."
She kept massaging herself, and in a few seconds, her
moistness began seeping through her tight panties.
"God, she's getting wet already!" Frank blurted.
"Oh, shit!" her dad gasped.
Kathy giggled as she watched the men stare.
"Would you guys like to see a couple of cheers?" she asked.
"Sure," they agreed.
The young girl sprang from the chair and stood before them,
then pulled her pompons from her dufflebag and assumed a starting
position.
"Two bits, four bits, six bits, a buck!" she shouted, shaking
her breasts under the tight-fitting sweater.
"Come on, guys, give me a fuck!" she screamed, spinning away
from them, her skirt sailing high. She ended the cheer bent
over, facing away with her legs together, her skirt pulled up
high on her delightful ass, her panties scrunching her sweet
little pussy mound into a bulge between her ass-cheeks.
"Aw, fuck..." Frank babbled, catching all the action on tape.
Kathy spun back around, her sixteen inverted red pleats
flashing outward, and began a sexy dance routine.
"Here's one of my dance routines, guys," she announced. Even
though she performed without music, neither man cared.
The young cheerleader ground her hips to an imaginary beat,
shaking them from side to side, her tiny skirt flipping about
wildly as she churned her pompons in front of her.
Her breasts bounced inside her sweater, the nipples rubbing
the fabric and getting more erect as the friction increased. Her
brunette ponytails danced in rhythm to the movements of her slim
body.
Finally, she started a series of high kicks, swinging her leg
high and out to the side, giving her dad and Frank brief glimpses
of her white panty-crotch.
When she finally ended, both men's jeans bulged ominously.
She laughed.
"Looks like you guys are ready, huh?" she teased.
"Oh, yeah!" Frank said.
"Who wants to fuck me first?" she asked.
"Go ahead, Frank," said her dad.
Frank began taking off his clothes, while Kathy crawled onto
the bed.
"Do you guys want me to take off my clothes?" she asked.
"No way," said Frank. "I want you in that sweet little
uniform."
Kathy smiled at him as he tossed his briefs aside. His seven-
inch prick jutted outward as he climbed into bed next to her.
The young cheerleader spread her legs , her sweet red pleats
fanning outward, revealing her soaking gash through the tight
white cheer panties.
"Go ahead, Frank," she said. "Take my panties off."
He eagerly reached up under her little skirt and tugged her
panties down over her knees, where she kicked them off across the
room. Her almost-hairless twat glistened with moisture in the
roomlight, and was more than Frank could stand.
Her dad's friend dove headfirst between Kathy's legs, his
tongue lapping at her love hole with a frenzy.
"Oh, God, yes!" she screamed. "Eat my pussy just like that!"
Frank's breath on her hot love hole made her pussy gush even
more, and the man eagerly lapped up the juice that flowed.
"Oh, mister..." Kathy moaned. "You're gonna make me cum like
that!"
Frank chuckled and kept up his momentum. Young Kathy's thighs
shook slightly, her nipples rock-hard with excitement. She
rubbed her tits softly through the tight sweater fabric as the
man ate her sweet cookie.
Kathy's dad filmed her, panning up and down his daughter's
wonderful figure, and she smiled as she watched him film the
proceedings. She couldn't help but wonder how many times Frank
would jack himself off to this video in future days.
Then she climaxed.
"Oh, shit! Oh, yes! I'm getting it!" she hollered, loud
enough for the people in the next room to hear.
Frank pulled his face away. He had her love juice all over
his nose and mouth, and Kathy and her dad laughed. As he mopped
his face off with a towel, her dad filmed her from the foot of
the bed, shooting up between her legs, her soaking gash and her
scrunched-up cheerleading uniform making the scene incredibly
erotic.
"Okay, Frank," she said. "What would you like now?"
He smiled and fisted his swollen cock.
"I'm gonna fuck you, you sweet little cheerleader!" he
exclaimed.
Kathy giggled as she raised her knees. She reached under the
red trim of her white kneesocks and pulled out a condom, then
handed it to Frank. He fumbled with the package briefly, then
slipped it on.
As her dad filmed, Frank crawled up between Kathy's legs and
pushed the tip slowly into the young girl.
"Oh, yeah," said Frank. "So fucking tight, just like a sweet
little girl should be!"
"That's it, Frank. Go ahead. Fuck me with that nice hard
cock," Kathy coached.
Frank gave one strong thrust and drove his schlong deep into
her tight teenaged snatch.
"Ooh!" Kathy yelped.
She watched her dad film her again from the side as his friend
drilled her cunt with a frenzy. He slapped his balls against her
with each lunge.
Kathy moaned softly as the man fucked her. Something told her
he wouldn't last very long if he kept up the pace. After a
couple of minutes of banging, he pulled out.
"Okay, sweetheart, get on your knees."
Kathy obeyed, turning over onto her hands and knees, as Frank
waited impatiently.
"All right, you little cheerleader, let's fuck some more."
He flipped her tiny white skirt up high on her ass. Her
sixteen red inverted pleats fanned out in a wonderful display of
color, swinging back and forth as Frank drove his prick into her
again and fucked her briskly from behind.
"Ooohhh!" Kathy moaned. "Fuck me, mister! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"You little cheerleader slut, you like talking dirty, don't
you?" Frank asked.
"Oh, yeah, mister. Keep fucking my cunt!" she moaned.
The young cheerleader was enjoying herself. Her pretty
ponytails swung forward and back as Frank's thrusts drove Kathy
toward the headboard of the bed.
"God, sweetie, you're gonna make me cum..." he moaned.
"Do it, sir," she muttered. "Shoot your stuff if you
wanna..."
"How would you like to drink it instead, honey?" he asked,
hopefully.
"Yeah," Kathy moaned. "I wanna drink your stuff, mister..."
The man pulled his throbbing cock out once again as Kathy spun
around and sat up in bed.
With her legs cocked high and spread apart, Frank knelt before
her as she peeled the condom off his prick. Kathy tossed it
aside and clamped her lips around him as she worked her hand up
and down the shaft.
"God, Kathy," her dad exclaimed. "You look like a pro."
Kathy popped her lips off Frank long enough to smile at her
dad, who was busy filming his cheerleader daughter as she sucked
off his friend.
"Well, dad, maybe you'd like this, too," she said, placing her
lips back around Frank's cockhead.
"Yeah, Kathy, I'd like you to suck me off, too," her dad said.
Kathy sucked and stroked, wiggling her tongue-tip against the
underside of the prick-tip.
"Oh, shit! I'm almost there! Take it out so your dad can
film me cumming in your mouth."
Kathy released her grip and opened her mouth wide as Frank
finished frigging himself. She watched the purple head wobble
inches above her and waited patiently for her drink.
"Come on, mister," she coaxed. "Cum in my mouth."
"Aw, shit!" she man screamed.
A long string of sticky cum flopped out of his dick and
splattered against her tongue. A second squirt landed on her
upper lip, followed by another splattering off her teeth and onto
her cheeks.
"Aw, yeah, baby, take it!" he hollered. He stroked another
couple of times, milking a final strand of jizz. It hung from
the tip, and Kathy reached up with her tongue to lick it off.
"Wow! You're incredible!" Frank exclaimed as he collapsed
onto the foot of the bed, quite exhausted from his fuck.
Kathy giggled at him. Sitting there in her cheerleading
uniform minus her panties, she looked darling with her kneesocks,
ponytails and cum smeared across her face.
"I'm glad you liked it," she said to Frank, then turned to her
dad.
"Well, daddy, would you like to fuck me now?" she asked.
Her dad nodded.
"Yes, my dear, but first I'd like to see you do some cheer
routines for me," he told her.
Kathy smiled and rolled out of bed, toweling off the cum on
her angelic face. She reached down to her moist white cheer
panties and pulled them back on, tugging them up tightly on her
delightful ass. Then she moved to the middle of the room.
"Hey, Frank," he said. "Why don't you take over the filming
here?"
Frank took the video camera from Kathy's dad and sat on the
edge of the bed to film Kathy as she did her routines.

CHAPTER 6

Kathy stood in the middle of the room and turned to face the
two men sitting on the bed, the bent forward and picked up her
pompons. She could see Frank's prick wilting from the draining
she gave it, and her dad's hard cock jutting outward toward her.
His was about nine inches or so, she guessed, and she was
surprised, because she had never noticed it before.
"Okay, guys, here's another cheer for you," she told them,
with a smile. She could still taste Frank's salty cum, and she
knew she would be drinking her daddy's juice before long.
"Push `em back! Push `em back! Way back!" she chanted,
pushing her arms forward and back with the words, the red-and-
white pompons swishing loudly. She jumped about lightly as she
kept repeating the chant, her short white skirt dancing high on
her thighs, the sixteen inverted red pleats swishing back and
forth.
Her sweet breasts bounced beneath her white V-neck sweater
fabric as the red block letters "MHS" flopped about in rhythm
with her jumping.
Kathy turned around slowly as she repeated the cheer over and
over, until she faced away from them. She leaned forward as she
did the cheer, until she was sure her almost-hairless pussy was
visible to them.
She felt so nasty cheering without her cheer panties, and she
could feel drops of pussy moisture beginning to run down the
inside of her thighs.
"Aw, shit..." her dad mumbled, eyeing his daughter's sweet
mound as it peeked from beneath her little skirt.
Kathy looked over her shoulder, smiling, bent forward at the
waist, and shook her ass teasingly at the two men. She took
great delight in flipping her little pleats from side to side,
and she was somewhat surprised to see Frank's cock hard at
attention again.
"Frank, I can't believe you're hard again. I guess I'm gonna
have to pump more of that cream out of you, huh?" she asked,
chuckling.
"Shit, yeah..." he blurted.
Kathy looked at her dad, awaiting his turn anxiously.
"Daddy, do you mind if I jerk him off once more before you do
me?" she asked.
"No, darling," he answered with a smile. "But make it quick."
Kathy walked toward Frank, who handed the still-running
videocamera to her dad.
"Here, make sure you get this on film, too," he said.
The 16-year-old cheerleader knelt before Frank and dropped her
pom pons to her sides, then grasped his swollen cock in her hand.
With a soft but firm grip, she started whacking away on his
prick-stalk.
"Aw, fuck..." Frank mumbled.
Little Kathy stared into his eyes, smiling at the look of
sheer ecstasy etched onto the man's face.
"You sweet little cheerleader..." he moaned. "Darling little
cocksucker..."
Kathy giggled softly as she put her warm mouth around his
penis-head. She kept up the hand-jerk, but wiggled her tongue
around the soft underside of the head. She knew from experience
that he wouldn't last long...
"Oh, God...almost..." he groaned.
"That's it, Frank," she said. "Cum in my mouth, big guy.
Shoot your stuff for me again."
Frank was now gasping for air. Kathy waited for his load, her
mouth open, poised just in front of his piss-slit. Her tongue
reached out and tickled him softly.
"Come on, Frank," she coached. "Shoot your cream on my
tongue."
The man looked down at the young girl worshipping his manhood.
She was still staring into his eyes, mouth wide open for him, her
ruby red lips and bright white teeth sparkling in the roomlight.
Frank enjoyed the sight of her lovely face, framed by her
ponytails and sweet bangs. He loved her uniform: her tight white
V-neck sweater with a wide red stripe down the side of each arm
and down the sides of her torso, with a thin red stripe on each
side of the wide stripe. Frank gazed at her erect nipples,
outlined against the tight white fabric, making the red block
letters "MHS", for Madison High, stand outward toward him.
As she knelt there before him, her little white cheerleading
skirt fanned out high on her thin thighs, showing off its sixteen
inverted red pleats. Her white kneesocks, with a red ring
around the top, pulled tightly over her calves and ended just
below her sexy, knobby little-girl kneecaps. Kathy's legs were
spread out to each side, to help her keep her balance.
As her dad filmed the action, Frank came.
He groaned loudly. A spurt of jizz shot out across her tongue
and splattered against the roof of her hungry mouth, followed by
another and another.
Kathy choked on the load, coughing as Frank fired still more
sticky white man-cream at her. It ran down the cheerleader's
cheeks, hanging from her chin, dripping down onto her sweater and
running down onto the red letters.
Spurt after spurt of warm cum splattered on her face as she
tried to catch as much as she could in her hungry mouth.
Finally, mercifully, it stopped.
"Wow!" Kathy gasped. "Where did all that juice come from?"
She couldn't believe that a guy could produce so much semen in
such a short time.
"I guess I've saved it up for a while," Frank laughed. "You
look really hot like that, too."
Kathy smiled at her dad, who was still filming. Her sweet,
smiling face had cum dripping from it. Streaks of jizz were
splattered all over the top half of her sweater. She stood back
up while Frank handed her a towel to wipe herself off.
"That sweater's a mess, sweetheart," Frank told her. "Why
don't you take it off?"
"You want me to take it off for you, daddy?" Kathy asked.
"Sure," he answered.
Kathy reached down and peeled the cum-stained cheerleading
sweater off over her head and ponytails, then tossed it to the
floor. She looked marvelous standing there in only her little
white skirt with the sixteen inverted red pleats, white kneesocks
with red cuffs and white tennies with red laces.
Her dad admired her small, firm breasts while he panned the
camera up and down her delightful body. He handed the camera to
Frank.
"Would you like to fuck me now, daddy?" she asked.
He nodded while he stood up and took her in his arms. He
cupped her ass cheeks lovingly with one hand, rumpling her little
skirt high on her tight little ass. His other hand stroked her
firm tits, and he bent over and sucked on one of them.
"Ooohhh...daddy..." Kathy moaned.
She loved the friction of his tongue on her nipple. His hand
felt so warm on her tight little ass, and she felt so nasty to
have her daddy's hand under her skirt.
Her dad took her hands and slowly lowered her onto the bed.
Kathy smiled as she lay there, the topless cheerleader in her
cute little skirt and white kneesocks.
She slid farther up the bed to make room for him, as he
crawled up between her legs, her knees high up in the air,
displaying her magnificent muff for him.
Kathy reached down to a kneesock and pulled a condom out from
under the red cuff, then handed it to him. He slipped it on
quickly, then positioned himself to penetrate her.
She watched as he fisted his prick to her pussy lips. She
felt the head rub against her clit as he rubbed it on her. A
tingle ran through her young body, and her nipples were rock-hard
with anticipation.
Her dad slowly shoved his cock into her.
"Oh, yes..." she muttered, closing her eyes. She squeezed her
tits, rubbing the nipples with her fingers.
He pushed about five inches into his cheerleader daughter,
then pulled back out, then in again, getting her to take a little
more with each thrust. In a matter of seconds, her pussy held
his entire length.
Kathy's pussy clamped hard around his cock. He could not
remember a fuck that felt this tight before. He looked up at
Frank, standing nearby, who was eagerly taping the forbidden
encounter.
"Wow, Frank, she's tight!" he said.
Kathy giggled.
"Yep," Frank added. "A tight little pussy for sure. Fuck her
good."
Kathy's dad put his hands on his daughter's thighs for
leverage, then started a nice, steady fuck rhythm.
Kathy moaned softly. Her pleated skirt was piled high on her
flat tummy, and she hooked her kneesocked calves around her dad's
back. As he fucked into her, she squeezed her legs, pulling
herself tightly against him.
In a matter of seconds, his thrusting had almost stopped. The
young cheerleader was fucking him now, pulling his cock in and
out of her with the power of her legs.
"Oooh...daddy..." she groaned. "It feels so good..."
Kathy was fucking her dad hard now. Her breathing was rapid
and shallow. She put one fingertip on her clit and began
diddling herself, adding even more to the incredible stimulation
she was experiencing.
"Oh, God, I'm gonna get one!" she shouted.
She groaned loudly as her sweet body was racked by an
explosive orgasm. A warm sensation swept over her as she
tightened every muscle in her body. She had never felt one this
strong before, and she was glad her dad had helped give it to
her.
Her dad took over the pace again as she relaxed in the
aftermath of her elation. He knew he wasn't going to last too
much longer, either.
"I'm gonna be getting close, honey," he told her.
"Okay, daddy," she said. "Would you like to do it in there,
or in my mouth?"
He smiled.
"Where would you like me to do it?" he asked.
"I wanna taste it," she said.
He pulled out of her and straddled her, crawling up to her
chest. She took hold of his throbbing cock and put it in her
mouth, then started a slow hand-jerk on him.
Kathy sucked her dad hard, using her hand faster and faster.
She felt his prick swell in her hand even more, and she waited
for her drink from her daddy.
Her dad threw his head back and groaned loudly, followed by a
squirt of warm cum into the cheerleader's hungry mouth. She
swallowed quickly, just in time for more of his sticky whiteness
to splash across her tongue.
He kept on pumping his jizz into her mouth, and Kathy kept on
swallowing, trying to get as much out of him as she could. Her
mouth worked like a vacuum cleaner, drawing every last bead of
cock-cream out of him.
When Kathy felt that she had emptied him, she stopped her
hand-jerk and popped her lips off the prick-head. She smiled at
her dad, who could only weakly smile in return.
"Oh, God..." he gasped.
"Did you like that, daddy?" she asked.
"You're incredible, my dear," he muttered.
Kathy smiled. Somehow, she knew, dad would be spending more
time at home with her in the coming days.

CHAPTER 7

When Kathy came to Mrs. Johnson's class the next day, the
teacher had another surprise for her after class. She handed
Kathy a wad of twenty-dollar bills, and the young girl eagerly
stuffed them into her purse.
"How'd it go with those two guys?" she asked.
"Great," Kathy answered. "I gave them some cheer routines
and stuff, and they really liked it."
"I hear you like to eat cum, too," her teacher added.
Kathy blushed.
"Yeah, I think it tastes kinda good," she answered. "The
guys like doing it in my mouth, too."
Mrs. Johnson chuckled. "I'll bet."
"Has any of those guys tried fucking you up the ass yet?" she
asked Kathy.
Kathy looked at her, somewhat surprised.
"No, why?"
"Cause guys like that, too, honey," she said. "Maybe you
should practice that."
"I guess I could," Kathy answered. "Does it hurt? I would
think that would hurt a lot!"
"Not if the guy takes it easy with you," Mrs. Johnson told
her.
"Why don't you come over to my place tonight, Kathy? My
husband can break you in."
"Well, as long as I'm home by 7:00," Kathy answered.
"Are you doing anything right after school?" the teacher
asked.
"No, not really."
Mrs. Johnson smiled.
"Good," she said. "I'll take you to my place, but first
we'll swing by your house so you can get your little schoolgirl
outfit."
Kathy laughed.
"Why do I need that?" Kathy asked.
"Because my husband would love to see you in it, I'm sure."
"Okay," Kathy said. "I can dress up like that for him, if
he'd like that."

************

Kathy and Mrs. Johnson arrived at the apartment just after 5
P.M.
"My husband, Doug, Should be home in about a half hour," she
told Kathy. "Why don't you change for him now?"
Kathy smiled and nodded, then picked up the dufflebag
containing her schoolgirl outfit and carried it into the
bathroom. She had also packed one of her cheerleading uniforms,
too, just in case Mr. Johnson wanted to see her in it.
The young girl quickly disrobed and began dressing in her
special outfit, starting with a pair of white cotton panties,
then slipping on a pair of cable-knit white kneesocks. She
snugged them tight to just below her kneecaps, then folded them
over once. Kathy reached back into her dufflebag and pulled out
a couple of condoms, tucking them under the cuff of her kneesocks
for later.
She slipped into a thin white long-sleeved blouse, which she
buttoned down, then slipped into a short red-black-and-yellow
plaid pleated skirt, which pulled up high on her delightful teen
ass, barely covering her sweet crotch.
Kathy tied her necktie, then put on the button-down matching
plaid vest. The vest was nice and snug, flattering her lovely
figure. She put on her black-and-white saddle shoes to complete
the ensemble.
Knowing she had a little extra time, Kathy combed out her
brunette hair and put it in two ponytails, with sweet bangs
combed even across her forehead. A couple of white hair ribbons
were tied in place, and to top things off, she put on some pink
lip gloss and sprayed some sweet-smelling cologne.
The young cheerleader/schoolgirl looked in the mirror and
smiled. She was looking like a little girl, and she somehow knew
that Mr. Johnson would be really excited to make love to her.
Kathy wondered what it would feel like to get a cock up her
little virgin ass...

*************

When Mr. Johnson arrived home, young Kathy was waiting in the
bedroom. Mrs. Johnson met him at the door.
"Doug," she said. "I have a special surprise for you this
evening."
"Oh?" he answered. "What could that be?"
"Come with me," she said, and led him to the bedroom door.
Mr. Johnson looked in and saw young Kathy Dawson splayed
across the bed, dressed up like a little schoolgirl.
"Oh my God." he muttered.
His eyed devoured the 16-year-old dream. Her eyes sparkled
with sweet innocence, her glossy lips shining in the roomlight.
She posed suggestively and teasingly, one leg pulled up high.
His eyes traced upward from her black-and-white saddle shoes,
over the delightful cotton kneesocks, her knobby little
schoolgirl knees, those thin thighs to a tiny glimpse of white
panty-covered crotch which barely peeked from under the tender
pleats of her little plaid skirt.
Kathy's shoulders arched back, making her firm, round tits
press outward against her tight vest. The black necktie made her
little ensemble look so prim and proper, and her ponytails with
the white hair ribbons and combed-down bangs made her a complete
doll.
"You remember her, I'm sure," Mrs. Johnson reminded him.
"Oh, yes!" he exclaimed. "She's an absolute doll!"
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