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"Amber" - part 1 of ???
by Jay Raymond (jraymond26@go.com)
This is a work of adult fiction and is intended as such. If you are
under the age of 18 or 21 or are offended by such, stop reading now. The
characters in this story are real - the names have been changed to
protect the guilty. Feel free to archive this story, download it, or
post it as part of a free archive, so long as the story, by-line, and
disclaimer stay intact. For permission to post this as part of a
profitable archive, please contact me (the author).
This is my first concerted attempt at a story of any consequence, erotic
or not. As such, I would appreciate any constructive feedback. I'm not a
regular reader of a.s.s.d - therefore any comments addressed to me there
will most likely not be seen. Feel free to e-mail me at
jraymond26@go.com - I don't bite (unless you want me to).
Anyway, read on and enjoy. Enough random rambling.
--
"Amber" (1/?)
The gym was deserted by now, even though the basketball game had broken
up just an hour ago. Jay made sure of that by bribing the security
guard. The funk and sweat of the game still lingered in the air as the
lights dimmed to a manageable tone.
Jay worked on adjusting his tripod as the cheerleader waited nervously.
She was hot and tired after the game, but this was something she had
wanted to do for a long time. This could be her big break, or so Jay
told her. She had ducked back out of the ladies' dressing room, still in
her cheering uniform, and stood out-of-sight as the guard did a cursory
sweep of the gym and locked the doors. Her gym bag was at her feet as
Jay looked over at her.
"Are you ready?", he said quietly, not wanting a loud echo reverberating
throughout the gym. She nodded affirmatively and picked up her gym bag,
walking over in front of the camera. Stopping her before she moved in
front of the camcorder, he leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"Now, you remember what I told you, right? A couple of routines, then
get the pad and go from there. Once that red light goes on, I'm not
here. Understood?" His tongue snaked out of his mouth, licking her
earlobe gently as the girl mumbled her reply. "Good...now let's do
this."
She felt herself tremble slightly as she took her place in front of the
camera. The smell of sweat in the air was strangely exciting, or maybe
it was just what she was about to do that had her body on edge. She
watched him fiddle with the primitive camcorder, turning the light on,
then zooming in and out until he had the perfect shot. He nodded as the
red light came on, the camera light almost blinding her to this fact.
Her mouth opened and she spoke towards the microphone, enhancing her
soft, sultry voice even more than normal.
"Hi - my name is Amber. I love cheering. It's my favorite activity,
especially when we do our special performances. I'm going to do one for
you now - I hope you enjoy it as much as I will."
Picking up her pom-poms, Amber started her cheer with a couple of jumps
and some yelling. Her hands shook the material vigorously as she began
kicking her legs in the air in time to her calls. Zooming the camera as
Amber held her left leg in the air, he let the audience in on her secret
- she had no bloomers or panties on. As quickly as her first cheer
ended, her second began - more jumping and yelling "Fight! Fight!
Fight!" Finishing with a flourish, she bent over away from the camera,
her hands on her ankles as the top of her skirt flipped up on her back.
Jay smiled as he peered through the peephole, focusing the camera on
Amber's bare butt and spread cunt.
"Did you like those routines? Good. I've got a couple extra-special ones
for you, but I need a tumbling mat for them." She walked a few steps and
got the mat, spreading it out sexily in front of the unblinking camera.
Smiling, she turned and said, "Are you ready? Let's go!"
Focusing her gaze on the camera, Amber dropped the pom-poms at her feet.
Her newly freed hands found their way to her top, and in an instant she
stood there topless. Dropping to her knees, she grasped her gorgeous
breasts passionately, lifting an erect nipple to her mouth to be licked
and teased. She continued this foreplay for a moment or two, alternating
boobs before laying back and spreading her legs for the world to see.
Amber wiggled her butt down closer to the camera, bunching the skirt up
above her waist. Her hands slid like preying vultures towards her
already wet pussy. Grinning seductively, she slid a willing finger deep
inside herself. Pulling it out, she tasted her own juices as her other
hand began rubbing and massaging her clit. Moans of pleasure began to
fill the air as Amber used her other hand to pinch and rub her aroused
nipples.
Jay fought the urge to masturbate with her as he took control of the
camera. Zooming and panning, he focused the lens on Amber's hand and her
heaving, dripping snatch. Oblivious, she continued grinding into her
love button with her thumb as two fingers slid in and out of her hole.
An evil grin spread across her face as her disembodied voice addressed
the camera.
"I've got a special treat for you," she beamed. Jay worked furiously at
the video camera's controls to make the transition from the lewd scene
before to Amber's smiling face as smooth as possible. He was able to
catch her just as she reached for her gym bag. She searched through it
quickly before finding what she was looking for.
"Look what I found!", she exclaimed in mock awe as she produced a
realistic dildo from the bag. Flesh-toned with a psuedo-scrotum at the
end, it measured about 8 inches with more than adequate width. Licking
it teasingly, Amber looked directly into the camera. "Mmmmmm....I wish
this were a real cock though."
Jay zoomed back as Amber slid the dildo down her body to her wet,
waiting pussy. Teasingly she rubbed the hard rubber head all over her
lips, her juices glistening under the light of the camera. She sighed as
she pushed the head in, followed by the rest of the shaft. Her walls
stretched to accommodate the invader as she slid it all the way inside
of her. Once it was buried completely inside her, she stretched sexily,
smiling with an air of self-satisfaction.
"Don't you wish this was your nice, hard cock deep inside my cunt? I
wish it were too..." Amber winked at the camera as she reached down to
grip the dildo. She groaned loudly as she turned it on, loving the
sensation deep inside her. Her hand began pushing the fake cock in and
out of her hot pussy wildly, thrusting deep and hard with each stroke.
The squishing sound of her juices being propelled in and pulled out was
almost hidden with her screams of pleasure. Her free hand began rubbing
her clit, and she went over the edge in a flurry of action and noise.
Jay thought his cock would break free from his jeans as he watched this
hot, horny little cheerleader please herself in such a naughty way.
Amber collapsed back on the mat, loving every second of the afterglow.
She loved to masturbate, but the dildo and the camera made it even more
thrilling (not to mention the guy operating the camera). Rolling over,
she pulled the dripping dildo from her pussy, Positioned on her hands
and knees, she remembered what Jay had told her about what guys want to
see and hear.
"Ohhh God...that was some orgasm. But I'm still horny...and I know what
makes me really, really satisfied. I cum hardest when some nice big stud
sticks his cock deep into my asshole and fucks me silly." As she said
this, she put the slick head against her asshole. Holding her breath,
she pushed it in deeply, forcing the hole to yield to its invader. Each
succeeding inch that slid inside her was met with moans and groans of
pleasure mixed with pain.
She continued pushing until the dildo was completely buried in her ass.
Her shoulders rested on the mat, her knees bent, pushing her sexy ass up
into the air. Jay's deft camerawork allowed him to feast his eyes on the
lovely sight before him. As she adjusted to the length and girth, she
began pulling it out slowly, then pushing it back in as quickly as it
would go.
Amber was in total heaven. She could not believe fucking her own ass in
front of a camcorder could turn her on this much! Each and every stroke
was pure pleasure, and her screams were little more than incoherent
cries of wonder. She could feel an incredibly intense orgasm building,
and she plunged the dildo in and out harder and faster as she approached
it.
Jay's cock twitched deep inside his pants. He was very close to cumming
himself, and he had not even been masturbating! He struggled to keep his
focus on the camera as Amber's screams rose to a crecendo.
Amber's ass ached with each stroke, but she could not stop now. She
pounded deeper and harder, and in one final act she came. Screaming as
loud as she could, she collapsed onto the mat, her dildo still thrust
deep inside her ass. As the spasms wore off, she summoned the strength
to pull it out of her butt and roll over. Looking into the camera, she
smiled weakly. "So, how did you like my extra-special show?"
Jay turned the record light off as he made a cutting motion with his
hand across his throat. "That was an incredible show, Amber," he
breathed, his heart racing with the vision of what he had just seen.
"This video will surely get you into the porn industry."
"Was I really that good?"
"You were incredibly wonderful, sexy. I'm going to take the tape home
and make lots of copies. We're going to make you a star!"
Amber smiled and dressed quickly as Jay straightened up everything and
locked up. "Yes," Jay thought, "we are going to make you a star...and
we're going to make me rich!" His thoughts turned to the hundreds of
guys on campus who would pay through the nose to have a video of the
captain of the cheerleading squad fucking herself like a little nympho.
And, with the Internet, he could make thousands more...
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