Better not risk it

Better not risk it, you tell yourself. You feel pretty confident that taking pictures of this escapade isn't what Madison has in mind. At least, not with your camera. You intend to turn every second of this moment into your memory.

Rebecca tugs her skirt down with her thumbs and steps out of it. You notice that the uniform under the skirt is like a one-piece swim suit. You're eager to see her wiggle out of it, and for a second, you forget that you're as naked as she's about to be.

Rebecca pulls off her shoes and socks and then sighs deeply. She pulls her arms into her uniform, first her right and then her left. She inches the spandex down off her shoulders, and you suspect that any sort of "bra" is built into the one-piece uniform. Any moment now...

Rebecca hesitates. She looks around as if there might be someone who can save her, but bizarrely enough, you're the closest thing she has to a friend right now. She looks at you, locking your eyes with hers. You notice with a twinge of satisfaction that her eyes dart down for a moment before coming back to your face. You suspect Rachel, Mia, and Lisa--who are still staring at your member--also notice a "twinge of satisfaction."

"Okay, that's enough," Madison states, clearly annoyed that Rebecca has halted the show. She steps toward Rebecca, who tries to move backward but is blocked by Jillian. Rebecca's arms are still inside her uniform, so there's nothing she can do to prevent what happens next.

Madison grabs the top of Rebecca's uniform and pulls it down to the ground in one clean swoop. Rebecca's mouth gapes open and her arms, already next to her chest, clap over her breasts. Her nipples are covered, but the majority of her creamy tits are on display, and you couldn't be more engrossed.

You've hardly registered that her pussy is exposed until Madison says "Move" and knocks against Rebecca's legs to get her to step out of the uniform. As if entranced, Madison steps out of her uniform, her shocked expression unchanged.

The light's not great out here, but now that her legs are spread a bit from Madison's pushing, you can clearly see Rebecca's pussy. You would have sworn that she'd be shaved based on the long stare you had at her underwear a few months ago, but you see now that she has a tasteful bush of short black hair.

The dreamlike reality of this situation is starting to set in, and you're beginning to appreciate the good along with the bad. Your cock gets semi-hard, even as Rebecca's hand slaps over her pussy, more or less making all her best bits covered up.

You look back up to her eyes, starting to feel a little guilty for staring, but realize that she's doing some staring of her own. Your twitching penis has caught her attention (and that of a few more of the girls as well); so if you're a pervert, then so is she.

Madison is still busy through all of this, gathering Rebecca's clothes and walking toward you. "Here you go," she says, handing you the soggy bundle. "Bring these back when you've opened the locker room, and you'll get your own clothes back."

Your hands are pretty full now with Rebecca's outfit, your phone, and the keys, so there's not much you can do when Madison reaches down and grabs your dick. She gives you a quick squeeze and smirks.

"Not bad," she says, breaking the palpable tension and causing the cheerleading squad to laugh. "Now get a move on."