The Cheer Squad

The last bell rang at the end of the school day, and for the majority of the teenagers, that meant that it was time to head home.

Alas, not everyone had that luxury. Some were going to be at school for a while yet. The cheer squad was among that group, and they were currently standing on the football field, which was unoccupied this afternoon, as the team wasn’t practicing today.

On the field stood fifteen girls, almost all of them clad in just sports bras and exercise shorts of varying degrees of tightness and length.

Standing in front of a row of thirteen of the girls stood two of the teen girls.

One was standing in a position of authority, hands on her hips as she watched her thirteen team members run through one of their routines.

The girl in the position of authority was none other than Anastasia Prescott, a gorgeous senior girl and cheer captain. Her brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she wore just a black sports bra and cotton green short shorts that clung rather prominently to her expansive derrière. Anastasia had flawless tanned skin and had legs that drew every one’s attention, complimented by her thick, tantalizing thighs and wide hips.

Her juicy ass bounced as she moved, and even though she wasn’t as top-heavy as the majority of the girls in this town, Ana more than made up for it with her champion ass.

Behind Ana stood an equally pretty young woman with pale blonde hair sitting in a messy bun on the top of her head. She had enchanting green eyes, a large bust that filled out her sports bra very well, and she wore purple mesh gym short shorts. She had mile long legs, smooth, creamy skin, and the kind of beauty that made taken men look at her twice. This was Skylar Wayne, the nearly undisputed queen of Violet River High, though she was only the vice captain of the cheer squad.

The summer heat almost mandated the skimpy attire, especially in the Cali sun, and so no one was too surprised by the squad’s attire. Sweat glistened on all of their bodies, making them shimmery in the afternoon sun, and their clothing clung to their perfect teen bodies.

Skylar fanned her face with her hand, blowing out a breath as Anastasia snapped at Ruby Russell for messing up a certain turn. The redhead blew out a breath and put more effort into her next few motions, which seemingly pleased Anastasia.

Skylar seethed inside when Ana turned to look at her and quirked an eyebrow.

“Could you lug the water jug over here? Thanks, vice captain.” Anastasia said with fake niceness. Skylar grumbled violently under her breath as she walked to fetch the water, but then she saw an uncertain figure walking towards the field, and she smiled when she identified him.

Skylar jogged easily towards the shy black-haired boy coming towards the field, and James Winchester smiled back at her, unsure and half-hearted.

“Coming to watch practice?” she questioned.

“Yeah. Amy had something to do, and she was my ride home, so I figured I’d just come watch, I guess. I dunno.” James said quietly, and shrugged. Skylar smiled.

“You’re always welcome. Take a seat anywhere in the stands and enjoy the show.” Skylar winked at James, and she felt the new kid’s eyes on her ass as she jogged away. Her smile only grew broader.

———

Dana Holland jumped, spreading her legs as she did so, so her body was a solid upside down Y. She threw her top half downwards, bending at the intersection of the Y’s arms, then righted herself, pumping her arms and smiling at an imaginary crowd.

“You need more seductiveness, Dana.” Anastasia commented as she walked past, “Great form, though.”

Well, they weren’t the Violet River Sirens for nothing, Dana reasoned, though her cheeks still heated at what Ana was suggesting.

Beside Dana, her cousin Isabelle performed the same routine that Dana had just done, yet when Izzy did it, it looked intentionally sexy as hell, and her blue eyes seemed burning with lust. Dana wondered if she could ever make her own blue-green eyes do that. She doubted it, though.

“Right! Let’s pair off. Holland, you’re with Audrey-“ Anastasia cut off when Dana and Isabelle both looked at her, “Oops, forgot there’s two of you now. Dana, you’re with Audrey. Isabelle, you can go with Reyna.”

She paired off the other nine cheerleaders, leaving one without a partner.

“You’re with Wayne, then, Layla.” Anastasia said, and the infamous Blowjob Queen moved towards the vice captain.

Dana faced her partner, Audrey King, who had dark brown hair, very large breasts, a plump ass, and a penchant for never wearing a bra. How that didn’t destroy her back, Dana would never know. Dana only had large breasts, and they were plenty hefty enough to cause some back pain. Audrey never wearing a bra yet being bustier than Dana? Crazy.

Even now, at cheer practice, Audrey wore just a skintight cropped tank top, a white one that clung tightly to her sweaty body and was entirely, 100% see-through. Dana could see her thick nipples and her dark areolas. Very, very clearly.

But Dana tried to ignore her teammate’s obvious wardrobe malfunction and focus on her routine.

“Layla! More smiling!” Anastasia shouted suddenly, “Ruby, you’re way off step there, get back in time.”

And so it continued, Anastasia pointing out small errors in their performances. Dana knew it helped them perform better in the long run, but it was hard and exhausting in the moment.

“Brooklyn, jeez! Come on, pull it together! Sex appeal! It’s just as important as spirit!” Anastasia groaned, face palming at how Dana’s innocent best friend was cheering.

“I’m trying! I’m not sexy like that.” Brooklyn despaired, but her partner Ruby laughed loudly and derisively.

“Robinson, you have these fat tits,” Ruby said, and grabbed big handfuls of them, making Brooklyn gasp, and then Ruby smacked Brooklyn’s ass, “Not to mention this juicy ass. All the boys would cream themselves if you showed some skin.”

Brooklyn stifled a gasp as Ruby gave her tits another grope, but then the ginger cheerleader backed off.

“She’s got a point.” Ana agreed, “Fortunately, my request for skimpier cheer uniforms got approved, so we’ll all be showing some skin on game days.”

The vast majority of the cheer girls cheered.

———

James hastily ripped his eyes away from a sensationally busty and rather sweet looking brunette cheerleader at the sound of footsteps approaching. His head jerked towards the sound in pure panic, afraid that he was about to get caught, about to be exposed to the entire cheer squad as a pervert, which would destroy his reputation, which would-

James’ panicked thoughts cut out at the sight of the boy who sat down next to him. The boy did not look like the kind of boy who’d report anyone for perving on girls, and from the way his eyes fixed so quickly to the cheerleaders on the field, James figured this boy would rather join a pervert in peeping than expose them for it.

“I’m David Johnson.” the boy said, not taking his eyes off the field. His eyes seemed specifically glued to two girls, the aforementioned sweet and busty brunette, and a smoking hot blonde with a tight, petite body but an expansive rack regardless.

If it wasn’t for the slender, tiny redheaded cheerleader, James might have suspected big tits were a law in this town. Almost the entire populace of females was busty, extra busty, or gigantic.

“James Winchester.” James replied, and he looked back at the field, pretty confident that this guy, David, wasn’t going to be bothered with James looking at the practice intently.

Skylar captured James’ attention most regularly, but the even more stacked blonde who was frequently beside her was also goddamn gorgeous.

Not even mentioning the tanned brunette girl with the insane, enormous ass who walked around giving orders.

David nudged James with his elbow, and pointed. James followed the direction of his finger and saw a woman jogging onto the field. This woman wore skintight black leggings and a sheer white tank top revealing the black sports bra beneath it. It took James a second to realize it, but his mouth fell open when he recognized the mouthwatering, buxom, gorgeous woman.

It was Ms. Roberts, his teacher. And damn, she was sexy. Then she turned around, away from the bleachers, and James sucked in a breath at how stellar her ass was, too.

“You’ll learn quick, James. All the girls here are either 10s or solid 12s. This town is the best.” David grinned, and it was kind of infectious.

James looked back down at Skylar, who was currently standing in a triangular position with the fat bottomed girl and Ms. Roberts.

She was one of the 12s, on this James was confident. If she was in the lesser but still flawless group, then he just might die of arousal when faced with a 12.

James glanced to his left at the sound of bleachers shaking, and saw the petite stacked blonde cheerleader rushing up. She practically hurled herself at David, and he just barely caught her, obviously as surprised as James was.

“Oof.” the petite blonde groaned, “I tripped.”

David laughed.

“You gotta be more coordinated, Dana.” he said teasingly, and she giggled. The busty petite blonde looked at James from her position partly in David’s lap, and waved cheerily.

“Hi, I'm Dana Holland. Welcome to Amethyst Shore! You are the new guy, right?” Dana verified. James nodded. Her tits really filled out her sports bra, James reflected privately, but was determined not to look down at them, but his eyes felt like her melons were magnets.

“I- uh-um, yep. I’m the new guy.” James nodded a little too hastily, “James.”

“James. Great to meet you! You should hang out with us sometime, we can give you a tour of the town.” Dana offered.

“Oh, uh, thanks, but Skylar Wayne’s already told-, uh, I mean, invited me to get a tour tonight.” James said.

“And she didn’t invite me?” Dana folded her arms under her tits, and looked downright adorable with a little pouty face on.

“I guess not.” James said nervously.

“Hmmph.” Dana sounded under her breath.

“Dana!” the tanned girl with the huge ass shouted, “We’re practicing here, not gossiping!”

Dana said a quick goodbye to David, waved goodbye to James, then darted back down to the field. There, she sidled up alongside the sweet, busty brunette, picked up her purple and white pom poms, and got back to work.

“Fuck, she’s hot.” David groaned, and James made a sound of agreement.