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A slutty school fling

I used to be a cheerleader, wearing those sexy outfits and chanting cheers.  I flaunted my ass around with my school spirit.  I know me romping around in those tight, flirty outfits made all those cocks throb.  I loved the attention I was getting from turning them on.  I sat in class opening and closing my legs showing glimpses to all the guys.  They all seemed to follow me around drooling and begging me to just give them a chance.  It made my day if I could see that big wet spot on their pants.

Whenever I got horny I used to sneak them into girl’s bathroom and get down on my knees to deep throat those Johnsons.  I tried my best to get them all the way down my throat and let that hot jizz run down.  You could say I sucked and fucked so many my name should be engraved in gold on the walls.   My coach used to keep me a little late so he could run his hands up my skirt and play with my cheer leading fuck hole.  We had so much fun, he would rub my clit while he forced me to say my cheering chants.  I performed my routines while he was saying I was taking one for the team.  When I wasn’t staying late he was sending me text messages of him jerking off to my year book pictures just pleading with me to call so he could hear my sweet young voice.  I can’t tell you how many times I made men so horny and their cocks need me to help them cum.

Saved From The Bitchy Head Cheerleader Slut

I actually was a cheerleader in school at one point.  It was almost the worst football season of my life.  Cheerleaders are; from  my personal experience; stupid.  On my squad there wasn’t one intelligent girl in the bunch.  It was like trying to do a routine with Lobotomy survivors.  I am not exaggerating in the least.  Their world revolved around boys, attitude, and make up.  I still cannot believe that I actually hung out with those girls. 

Then a new girl transferred to our school.  There was something off about her, nothing badly off, but just weird off.  She joined the squad and she actually had a brain.  Her and I hit it off almost immediately.  She didn’t like the Head Cheerleader and neither did I.  She was a bitch, plain and simple.  She knew we didn’t like her, and she would go out of her way to be a pain in the ass.

We were practicing one day and she decided that she wanted to try a Statue of Liberty lift.  All of us told her that it wasn’t a good idea, but she told us all to shut up.  We did and continued on with practice.  She picked out one girl who she thought was strong enough to hold up her fat ass and she attempted the lift.  She almost made it too before she came crashing down to the ground.  She hit HARD.  She also broke her ankle.

She couldn’t cheer for the rest of the season.  It was the best thing ever.  My friend took over Head Cheerleader and quickly found out that not only was the last Head Cheerleader a flaming bitch, but she had the reputation of being a Cheerleader Slut.  She found this out because a lot of jocks kept coming up to her and asking her if she would be taking over all duties of Head Cheerleader including fucking them all. 

She said no, but what we did do, is for a few bucks her and I would make out, or fuck each other in the locker room for the guys to watch.  They weren’t allowed to touch us, or talk to us.  It was pretty funny to see these Macho Hetero Jocks all wacking away at once.  Every once in awhile their cocks would bump together and they would moan.  To each their own I say.  Anyway, the rest of the season was saved by a broken bone, I got my pussy eaten by a hot chick on a daily bases and the Cheerleader Slut became less and less popular due to her losing her Cheerleader Slut Powers due to injury.