Time for a party

Cherilynne snaps her fingers. "Towel girl!"

Taylor gets off the floor and runs over to the head cheerleader. "Yes, Cherilynne?"

"I left my purse on the bus. Go get it."

Taylor glances down at her naked body. "Okay, just let me get my clothes back-"

"Now," says Cherilynne in a tone that is calm, but leaves no doubt she expects to be obeyed.

"Yes, absolutely!" Taylor runs out of the gym, her huge breasts bouncing with each step.

Cherilynne chats idly with Megan while she waits. When Taylor comes back, Cherilynne takes the purse and pulls out her cell phone. She sits on the bleachers and says, "Taylor? John? I could use a good foot rub."

While you and the new towel girl lovingly massage the head cheerleader's feet, she makes a call. "Hello, Brad? Yeah, it's me. I've convinced Ms. Samson to let us throw a little post game party. Why don't you get some music and some food and stuff, then bring all the guys from the team over here so we can celebrate your victory. Yeah, we've got some liquor, but bring some beer, too. Okay, see you in a few."

She ends the call and looks down at you and Taylor. "Up a little higher. My calves need a rubdown after all those splits we did at the game tonight." She waves over to Megan. "Megan, honey? Could you bring me one of the bottles of Scotch?"

The blonde cheerleader happily fetches it, then sits down next to Cherilynne to hand it to her.

"Thanks." Cherilynne takes a long drink from the bottle, then looks back down at you and Taylor again. "A little higher. My thighs are a smidge sore, also."

By the time the guys arrive, you and Taylor are taking turns eating Cherilynne out. She tastes incredible.

"Brad!" shouts Cherilynne as the tall captain of the basketball team comes in. She pushes your head away and stands up so she can go to him. He puts a box of party supplies down and stares in confusion at Taylor's naked body, but he loses that train of thought when Cherilynne walks up to him. "I forget, are you still dating Taylor?"

"Yes, I... am." His eyes go slightly blank as he breathes in more of Cherilynne's powerful pheromones.

"Well, that doesn't make any sense! The captain of the basketball team should be dating the head cheerleader, not some towel girl!" She puts her arms around him and pulls him close, pressing her huge rack against his chest. "That makes more sense, right?"

"Yeah ... it does." An obvious tent forms in the basketball player's pants. He stares deeply into Cherilynne's dark eyes.

"And I'm more attractive than her, right?"

"Yes. God yes!"

Her voice gets very low and sultry. "You want me bad, don't you? You want me like you never, ever wanted Taylor."

"Oh, fuck yes! Taylor isn't shit compared to you! She's dumped, right now! Please go out with me!"

Cherilynne licks her lips like she's getting ready to devour him. "Well, that settles it. You're mine now!" She pulls his head down and kisses him. He loses all control and kisses her back passionately. Soon their hands are all over each other. Taylor is staring at them from several feet back, but instead of looking mad at Cherilynne, she looks jealous of Brad.

The couple break the kiss when they hear the gym doors burst open. Several more guys from the team come in. Nick, one of the tallest guys on the team, is in front.

"Hey! Are we ready to party?!"

"Absolutely!" says Cherilynne. "I think you guys are going to love what I've got planned for this party!"