Cheerleader Tease 소설 & 이야기

The cheerleaders were all doing the dance for ‘Who rule the World’ and grinding up on the boys. Kyle ran outside and grinned. Oh no! I smirked and slipped back inside to change the songs. Instead of Beyoncé I put ‘Bed rock’ by Young Money and Lil Wayne. As soon as the song started all the guys cheered and walked in front of the cheer leaders and held onto their waists. They bent their head and looked as though they were sniffing the girls' necks. I gagged internally.

She turned swiftly and narrowed her brows when her eyes settled on my face. "I know this face. Terra. Right?" Thank God, atleast we can start from somewhere. I thought to myself. "Actually it's Tiara Mir, but you can call me Tee." "Okay. So, what can I do for you, Tee?" She leaned on her car as her keys dangled noisly. She was a very attentive person, not too stingy with her time. I was ululating deep down because trust me, after what I saw inside the clubhouse, I never imagined she'd be this soft towards me. I put my words together.

Dear new cheerleaders out there, when given your first gear, ask for another; one is not enough. I had to wash my cheerleading uniform before going to bed last night. "You're finally a Hot Shot cheerleader. I'm happy for you." I meet Mom in the kitchen. I smile. She breathes in relief. "You have no idea how much torture it was to hear you go on and on about wanting to be one. It's such a joy that it's over."

having cheer routines? Which is why we have a very special set of cheer leaders today.” She followed my gaze and her jaw nearly touched the floor. She looked from me to there, and from there to me. “B, are you seeing what I’m seeing?” She asked, in a mix of words and laughter. I also couldn’t help betraying a chuckle as I took in the sight, again. Kevin was doing some weird whine which looked more like a belly Dance, with Bryce doing some hip shake-ish thing, and Hawk was doing some really…interesting twists with AdHollandn. And Cole and Jack were doing…god, I didn’t even know what that was. And all of them had their pompoms and cheer outfits on. “Wow!” Juliette said, still laughing. “I

"No, Coach." Coach sighed, shifting his gaze to me. "Ava, you're on the cheerleading squad. This school has a reputation to uphold, and your spot on the team depends on you keeping out of trouble. Right now, there are pictures circulating that make it look like our team captain is stalking his future step-sister and her boyfriend."

Yeah, no. Before I could turn the other way, she grabbed my hand and tugged me forward. I couldn't protest because it would be a waste of time. "Hey, it's Zayne," work on your whispering, girls. Or maybe I just had quite a hearing. I sighed when the cheerleaders did what most teenage girls would. They pump up their chests and pull their top down to expose their tits. Irritating.

When I return, we make our way to the living room where Frank and Shane move the ottoman out of the way and sit side by side on the couch. They tell me to do a cheer, saying, "Show us what you got young lady." as they elbow each other in fun. So I do a simple cheer where I'm jumping up, kicking my legs out to my sides, sticking my arms straight in the air as I shake my pompom. My long blonde hair is tied back in a ponytail. My cleavage shows and my boobs really jiggle as I intentionally wear an undersized bra. My uniform top also slides up showing off my flat toned midriff and pierced belly button. The short gold chain of my piercing swings around as I jump.

Billy smiled and laid back on the gymnasium bleacher as Becky Kennedy, captain of the girls cheerleading squad sucked on his cock. He moaned softly and reached down, running his fingers through her lush brown hair as her full red lips moved up and down his hard shaft. Becky was dressed in her cheerleading costume, a tiny flared skirt and tight yellow top with the school logo on. He could feel her big breasts brushing his thighs as her head bobbed over his lap, moving faster and deeper with each long suck she took.

Underneath, in smaller letters: “Ask her what really happens behind closed doors.” My hands shook as I ripped them down, crumpling the paper into a ball. A few students lingered nearby, watching with wide eyes and barely concealed smirks. Across the hall, Vanessa stood with her cheer squad, arms folded, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Beside her, in a crisp cheer uniform, was Madison—one of the junior varsity cheerleaders who had always orbited Vanessa like a loyal moon. Madison’s phone was out, snapping a picture of me standing frozen in front of my defaced locker.

Soon the lights went completely out, everyone was looking wondering what was going on, then they heard: I'ma put it down, you gon' fall in love I'ma put it down, down, you gon' fall in love I'ma put it down, you gon' fall in love I'ma put it down, down, you gon' fall in love When the center of the court lit up, Maya and Nyasia had ripped away their cheer uniform. The had on a black short romper with glitter letters across their breast that said “Not today bitches!” Their light purple short jackets had a glitter hand on it sticking up their middle finger. By the end the cheerleaders who pissed, and embarrassed. Kymoni looked at Jazz and Leah who were trying to hide their faces. “Yall just don