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Cheerleader For Hire (Mm+f-teens, orgy)
By: TC (tomcat7@concentric.net)
(c) 1998

***

This story is not an endorsement of the sexual habits or 
practices contained.  If you are offended by graphic sexual 
descriptions or are under the age of 18, do not read further...


             A N O T H E R   K A T H Y   S T O R Y



                        CHAPTER 1


   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...

