3 Cheerleaders, an Ancient Beauty, and the Ringmaster

“You girls don’t have to do this,” I begrudgingly said. Regina looked shocked as if I had just slapped a gift from her hands.

The girls shot each other some looks before Beca spoke up, “We want to.” She smiled brushing her fingers up my arm. “It’s always nice having rich friends,” she said looking around at our house, “especially hot ones willing to buy us ****.”

Hot damn, that was all I needed, I grabbed the blonde’s hand pulling her in close. Our lips met, her mouth tasted of her strawberry Blizzard, which unfortunately reminded me of how hungry I was. My stomach growled and the teen smiled reaching for some fries, slipping the salty potato into my mouth. I grabbed a burger eating while staring at the cheerleader next to me. Regina was managing just fine at eating and playing, what I wouldn’t do for both hands right now.

Beca reminded me of high school, I had a huge crush on the head cheerleader. I hadn’t come out as bisexual until college, so I never acted on my crush. Now the opportunity to act upon all those sexual fantasies was upon me. I sat down the uneaten half of my burger, sated enough to consume her. I leapt at her, my lips reuniting with hers, my hand wrapped around clutching her toned ass under her skirt.

I blindly guided us to the couch, falling on top of her. She bit my lip, playfully tugging as she removed my shirt. I felt my pants being pulled down, a quick look behind me told me it was Regina and Tara. Their kisses landed upon my now bare ass. I did my best to remove Beca’s top, ultimately needing her help to remove the tight top. Hot damn, she was gorgeous my hand and mouth immediately finding their way to her chest. Her nipple popped from my mouth as I moved back for another kiss. A few fingers found their way inside me as I lifted a leg allowing my pants to finally be tossed aside.

With my legs no longer bound by my pants, I made my way up Beca’s tight athletic body. She placed her hands on my hips helping align my crotch with her face. I moaned as her tongue ran along my ready slit. With a glance over my shoulder, I saw Regina and Tara sharing kisses as they worked to remove Beca’s cheerleader skirt and her panties beneath. On the far end of the couch, I spotted the final cheerleader, Leann. She was watching the events unfold, a nervousness obviously about her. I waved for her to come closer, “You okay?” I asked pushing her light brown hair from her face.

“I just, um, I’ve never done this before,” she barely managed to squeak out.

I smiled at her innocence and timidness. “Oh sweetie, it’s not that different from being with a boy,” I whispered as I leaned in, my lips meeting hers, “see.”

Her cheeks were turning a bright red, “Yeah, it’s um, I-”

“Leann’s a virgin,” Tara called out from behind me, before returning to Beca’s pussy.

“I’ve kissed a couple boys, and I gave Darren Hart a handie last month,” she quickly tried to cover up her inexperience.

I smiled looking into her eyes, “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. You can watch, you can go in the other room if you want, or you can always participate.”

Her eyes darted down looking at my naked body, “I, um, I want to be a team player.” She continued to blush and tried to hide her face, “And I signed up to help with the ‘Beer Drive,’ it’s just they said it would mostly be flashing, maybe a blowjob but that most would probably pick Beca over me anyways.” I’m not sure if she’s right, sure it’s hard to skip a chance at the hot young blonde cheerleader, but Leann was far from being an unattractive option.

I moaned from Beca’s diligent tongue, the occasional moan escaped either cheerleader. Tara’s face buried in her teammate’s crotch, as Regina knelt by the couch with Tara’s behind in her grasp. “Why don’t you start there? With some flashing?” I said with a grin. The blushing virgin paused for a second before slowly removing her top, shyly covering herself with her arms. I gave her a nod and she dropped her arms, the NHS cheerleader top fell to the floor. Hot damn, her tits were amazing, perfectly perky, her nipples called for me to suck them. I stopped myself, lacing my fingers through Beca’s hair, and held her tight as I ground myself against her face. “And what if he wanted to see more?” I inquired.

We looked over my shoulder as Tara’s moans grew in intensity. Her body shook while Regina kept her face planted in Tara’s rear. The olive skinned teen eventually collapsed as her orgasm completed, Regina climbed on top of her, kissing her. When I turned back to Leann, she froze as she remembered where we were before Tara’s distraction. She gulped before unzipping the side of her skirt. She stood, pulling the undershorts down leaving the meek virgin standing by my side in nothing but her panties. I could feel my own orgasm approaching, but I held back as I pouted, “Is that it?” She weakly shook her head, slipping her fingers into the waistband of her underwear. She took in a final breath before dropping her final scrap of clothing.

“Woohoo,” Regina cheered, now sitting on the couch with Tara kneeling before her. One hand on Beca’s crotch, the other played with Tara’s hair. I reached out for Leann, pulling her in for another kiss. Her bare skin pressed against mine, our mouths joined for a moment before Beca’s diligence finally paid off. My legs clamped around her pretty blonde head, my core rippled in pleasure, my fluids flooded her mouth, as my moans filled the gap between Leann and me.

Hot damn, as tempting as it sounded to ride Beca’s face to a second orgasm, I released the cheerleader, sliding off her onto the couch. Leann followed my lead, bringing her to my lap, her legs straddling mine. Our kiss resumed where we left off, Beca rose from the couch. She pulled me away from Leann, claiming my mouth as hers. The taste of myself lingered on her lips, before she broke away to kiss her friend. “Now I think you mentioned a possible blowjob,” I whispered, pulling Leann’s attention back to me.

“I’ve never, er I, um how?” she shyly asked, glancing down our bodies.

I caressed her cheek, “Just do what you think would feel good, I’ll guide you from there.” My hand rested on her shoulder, gently guiding her down. Her hand shook as she reached out for my groin.

“Hey, Blondie you want a seat?” Regina called out, tapping her face with a big grin. Beca gave me a final kiss before stepping over me and walking across the cushions to Regina. The white-haired beauty leaned her head back allowing Beca to sit upon her face.

I turned my focus back to Leann and guided her through the basics of cunnilingus. Beca’s cries of ecstasy grew as Regina worked her magic. My own orgasm was building as Leann’s grasp on oral pleasure solidified. I pulled her head away, her face already glistening from my juices. I leaned in giving her a kiss before pushing her onto her back, repositioning myself on top of her. With my own sex in her face, I planted a kiss upon her mound. In tandem, we ate each other out pushing the other closer to our respective orgasms. She screamed out in ecstasy beneath me, my fingers squeezed by her spasming sex. I sat up, forcing her face deeper into my crotch. Despite her quivering body, she returned to my needs relatively quickly.

After my own orgasm, I laid down next to the mousey teen. The only word that escaped her lips was, “Wow.”

The others on the couch were still going strong, and I planned to join them soon. “How’s it feel to lose your virginity?” I asked.

And yet again the only word to come was, “Wow.”

The door opened, signaling Haley and Molly’s return from work. “I see we have visitors,” Haley said, looking at the room of naked women. I glanced over at them, pulling my own head from between Tara’s beautifully tanned legs. Beca and Leann were making out next to us, while Regina was taking a break to eat a couple more leftover cheeseburgers from lunch. The tv paused on an episode of “New Girl,” Netflix waiting for someone to realize it had asked if we were still there. “Pizza should be arriving soon,” Haley said making her way through the open living area to her room.

Molly shrugged before stripping to join the rest of us in our nudity. She hit play on the tv, letting the members of the loft play another round of True American. It wasn’t long before Molly joined the sexual activities of, what could easily be mistaken for her, peers. Molly and Tara made out as I plunged my face back between the olive thighs.