Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357
The girls are pulling their hair into ponies or stretching on mats. I can see tight asses and deep cleavage as I strut out into the gym. My first practice as a new lesbian, and I’m so turned on by the eye candy. These girls count on me as their leader. I can’t be lusting over them, but also, I can’t think straight. Not easy being a lesbian cheer captain.
Tara asks if I’m ok, and I look at her mouth. Such a big bubbly smile; it would feel incredible if I rode her face. “I heard about you and Brad.” I nod and mumble. “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m just getting a cold or something.” She backs up and says
Lesbian Cheer Captain
“Oh yuck, I don’t wanna get sick. Are you sure you should be here?” No, I think… but I nod.
“Yeah, ill be good.”
“Then you help me stretch my hamstrings?”
She lays down and lifts her left leg straight up. This isn’t gay. We do this all the time.
“y-yeah.” I get on my keens, and she is holding the back of her knee. “It’s just so tight.” She moans, and I lean in to put her leg between my tits. I bet it is.
I lean into her, and she moans as the stretch deepens. My pussy throbs, and I think I’m sweating. Her eyes are closed so I can look at her tits. But, of course, her nipples are stiff little peaks begging for my mouth to suck on them. So I rock back and forth, and she groans. “Deeper, Kaykay.”
Fuck me
I lean in firmly and feel her ass against my pussy. I can’t stop myself from grinding in against her as I work her hamstring. I’m nearly on top of her now. Flexible little thigh, and she winches. “Right there. Oh!”
Im so wet I can feel the fucking puddle and know I’m soon going to be dripping down my inner thigh. “Is that good?” I whine, needing to get off of her now.
“A little more. Please.” She pops open her pretty eyes, and I feel so fucking dirty and hot and needy. I rub my hand down her thigh, then up to her shin to grip her ankle, and I lean in deeper. Her ass comes off the gym floor to rub against my slit and I gasp out without meaning to. Instead, I let go of her leg and jump up.
“Sorry, we have to get started!” I turn away from her as she sits up a little awkwardly and mumbles a half thanks under her breath. I see Becky smirking in the stands and panic. “Guys, I’m not feeling well, so I’m gonna let Tara lead practice today, and I’ll see you at the Cheeer meet tomorrow!”
So Wet
They boo and cheer at me all at the same time. I don’t stay to hear anything or see anything else. As I head for the doors, Becky beelines to cut me off. Instead, she blocks the doors and smiles. “Well, that was spicy.”
“Please, move.” I whimper, and she loops her elbow around mine and then hollers over my shoulder.
“I’ll make sure Kaykay gets home safe and sound.” The girls yell a ‘thanks,’ and my cheeks burn. “I can smell your fucking pussy, ya know?” She hisses in my ear as she pulls me from the gym.
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357