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NIGHTY-WARE 

Part 25 (mF;mf)

Prologue

It all started when mom had hosted a Nighty-Ware party for some friends and neighbors in my house.  Instead of plastic storage containers, lingerie of all kinds was sampled and purchased.  My first sexual experiences came as a result of delivering these purchases to our neighbors.  Since then, I've continued to have a variety of sexual experiences with an assortment of partners.  Now, Išve been adopted as the sex toy of the cheerleading squad.
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A few days later there was another note in my locker, slipped in through one of the useless airvents in the door.  This one was printed in an awkward manner, just saying "Girl's Locker Room after school."  I didn't have the creativity to guess which cheerleader it was this time.  It was pretty clear that one of them wanted to return to the scene of the original crime.

I finished my last class and watched the remainder of the student body head quickly for the exits.  All, that was, except my mystery date from the cheerleading squad.

The locker room door was unlocked.  I wondered which one was waiting for me behind those doors so I walked in slowly.  My footsteps against the hard tile floor were the only sound.  I called out a weak "Hello" but there was no reply.  It seemed to be completely empty.  I stood there for what seemed to be a long time but was less than a minute before a voice came from nowhere.

"And what do you think you're doing here, young man?" it asked.  I turned around and saw the girl's cheerleader sponsor, Ms. Sirocco.  

She was in customary sweats with a concerned look on her face.  I remained silent but guilty.  After all, this was the GIRL'S locker room I was standing in.

"Well, what are you doing here?" she asked again and stepped closer, striking an ominous pose with her hands at her hips.

She stood between me and the door so there was no escape route open to me.  I decided silence was my best reply.

"Were you expecting someone?" she asked.  How did she know?  "You probably thought it was one of my girls.  I wrote it lefty so you wouldn't recognize the handwriting," she continued.  

Oh no.  Ms. Sirocco had written the note.  What did she know?

"I've been keeping an eye on you.  You seemed to be interested in my girls," she said.

"It was mutual," I said breaking my silence.

"I'm sure it was.  They're all oversexed.  At least, most of them.  The smell and stains on the gym mats were my first clue to your activities but then I watched you with Ronnie in the history classroom.  Quite a performance, I must admit," she evaluated.

"Okay, I'm busted.  I just want you to know that they started it," I explained.

"And you were an unwilling participant?" she asked knowing the answer.

I dropped my head to acknowledge that I was having fun too.

"So now what?" I asked expecting detention or expulsion.

"Now it's my turn.  Or do you have some objection to having sex with an older woman?"

I was shocked.  Ms. Sirocco was offering, no demanding, that we have sex.  I didn't explain to her about my sex education at the hands of the Nighty-Ware purchasers.

Ms. Sirocco pulled off her sweatshirt.  She wore a sportsbra that was soaked with sweat and mostly transparent.  Her nipples poked out from the othewise smooth white surface.  She dropped her sweatpants and was wearing some plain white thong panties that almost disappeared at her crotch.  The fitness and shape of her well-conditioned body was expected.  I dropped the backpack I was still holding and took off my clothes.  Ms. Sirocco seemed to be pleased but not surprised at my physical stature.  After all, she had seem me naked before.  She moved closer and pulled the sportsbra off, releasing her shapely and firm breasts.  She put her arms around my neck and planted a soft but firm kiss on my lips.  Her nipples were pointed against my chest.  She tasted sweet, and I licked her lips as the kiss ended.  She smiled at the gesture.  She took me by the hand and led me to the shower area, pulling her panties off as we walked.  Because I trailed her I saw her ass cheeks but not her front.  

She got the water running at a comfortable temperature and led me in.  The soap came from a wall mounted dispenser.  She turned to me and started to soap up my chest gradually moving her hands lower until she was caressing my hard-on with both hands.  I returned the favor, soaping up and rubbing her breasts, making sure to pull and rub her nipples to a state of hardness.  The soaping by hand turned to a full body rub as she hugged me to her and we slid against each other using the soap lather as lubricant.  I reached down between her legs and found a completely shaved pubic area.  One of my fingers began to explore her opening as she returned one hand to my prick.  She placed me between her legs.  The soap prevented irritation as I sawed back and forth against her mound.  

She moved up on her toes and I suddenly had an angle at which I could penetrate her.  I stooped down just a bit and she helped me come up into her well-lubricated cunt.  She moaned and began to bounce as I pinned her against the tile wall.  Somehow she lifted both legs and wrapped them around my back so that all of her weight was on my cock.  I held her as best I could from behind with one hand on each ass cheek.  The tips of my fingers played with her asshole and her pubic area but I was in no position to reach her clitoris.  Every touch of mine made her more and more animated until she was banging herself forcefully against my body.  I realized she was trying to make sure her clit got appropriate attention in our fucking.  Her breath and noises got quicker and I knew she was going to orgasm.  I wasn't far behind.  When she tensed, I squeezed as hard as I could shooting my sperm deep up into her.  It was a very fulfilling fuck and an experience I was anxious to repeat.  I was hoping Ms. Sirocco felt the same.  She gradually released her leg grip on my torso and slid gently to the shower stall floor, her legs spread wide with cum visible running out of her cunt.  Before we could do anything to clean up, there was an unexpected voice.

"So, you did my sponsor before you did me, huh?"

It was Mindy, the bossy cheerleading squad captain and the one who started this whole thing.  Evidently she was jealous.  Ms. Sirocco stood up in her naked glory and tried to act like an authority figure.  It didn't work.  Mindy was calling the shots now, whether we liked it or not.

"Is there something wrong with me?" Mindy asked.  

I took a good look.  If I ignored her beligerant personality, she was actually quite attractive.  Her hands went to the buttons of her blouse and Ms. Sirocco and I witnessed a very healthy chest contained within a thin lacy bra.  

"Aren't these big enough?" Mindy added.  

Her chest stood out even farther as she put her hands behind her back to unhook the bra.  As the clasp was freed, the bra popped forward releasing two beautiful mounds that didnšt sag a fraction of an inch.  I licked my lips at the thought of sucking them.  Ms. Sirocco gasped at their shape and size, and the fact that they stood out from Mindy's chest with no visible means of support.

"They're marvelous," I replied honestly.

Mindy unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and it fell in a puddle around her ankles.  Mindy wore no panties.  I wondered how many teachers and students had benefitted by the view.  Mindy's pubic hair had been carefully trimmed into a mohawk, to accommodate a bikini bathing suit I supposed.  Mindy's waist and hips were in perfect proportion.  This was one very attractive young lady.  

"Isn't my body hot enough?"  

My dick began to rise at the view despite its recent exercise with Ms. Sirocco.  Mindy couldn't help but notice my reaction and smiled broadly.

"You do find me sexy, don't you?" Mindy asked rhetorically, looking at my dick at full extension pointing in her direction.  Mindy moved closer until my dick was touching her belly.  That put her thrusting breasts brushing against my chest.  I stepped closer and our mouths met, open, tongues dancing. I took Mindy's two breasts in my hands, rubbing them all over and making sure I passed over her nipples frequently.  I wanted to take Mindy right there, even if Ms. Sirocco was going to be an audience.  Somehow Mindy and I made it over to the exercise mats.  Mindy laid back, spread her legs and opened her arms.  Her breasts rose from her chest oblivious to gravity.  I dropped to the floor and moved closer.  Mindy took my dick with both hands and pulled me toward her cunt.  She was extremely tight despite her level of interest and passion.  I moved in short thrusts to go deeper.  Mindy grunted at each thrust, as if new territory was being probed.  Then it occurred to me.  What if Mindy was so jealous because she was a virgin?  She heard that the other girls were getting laid but not her.  I increased my tempo and tried to increase depth of each thrust.  Mindy increased her level of noise, each grunt becoming a shout.  When I felt the obstruction I expected, I didn't stop.  I kept going even faster and even deeper.  In a couple of jabs, the deed was done.  Mindy was no longer a virgin.  But I didn't stop.  I kept on humping, as deep as I could, with a comfortable rhythm.  Soon Mindy's shouts were cheers, rooting me on to fuck her harder and deeper.  I tried to exceed her expectations, feeling my penis retain its rigidity and length during the fuck.  When I felt her cunt begin to throb and vibrate, I knew she was coming close to a climax.  I changed my rhythm to alternating slow and quick strokes, as my balls generated another load.  Soon she had a sample of my juices up in her pussy.  Not as much as I had deposited in Ms. Sirocco, but more than a dribble.  I pulled back from Mindy's body and saw the satisfied and dreamy expression on her face.

"That's it.  No more," I declared to Mindy and Ms. Sirocco who was sitting on a nearby bench still naked watching our performance.  "I'm not the designated cheerleading squad fucking machine anymore," I said with conviction. 

Mindy was satisfied and decided not to argue.  Ms. Sirocco nodded and went to fetch her clothes and get dressed.  I left Mindy lying on the mat, still swooning from her first sexual experience.  

"Perhaps it will change her attitude," I speculated to myself.

I got dressed and headed for the door.  Ms. Sirocco was there to greet me.  

"Maybe some other time, stud," she said softly patting my crotch fondly.

"My pleasure," I replied.

"Ours," she answered.

I headed home, hoping that Mindy would advise the other cheerleaders that our drill was over.  I hadn't made it through the whole squad, but I had a delightful sampling that I would never forget.

Continued in NIGHTY-WARE  Part 26

An Original HM Tale

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