To paint the town pink

Jeff stood outside his part time job at the bakery. Taking his break, he skipped through his phone, every platform filled with messages to got to the big game that weekend. The only other hot topic seemed to be rumors that their new head cheerleader had flashed her pussy to the school yesterday and planned to do more on Friday.

Scoffing, Jeff decided that he'd believe that when he saw it. Even if she had flashed the school, they were all nobodies at this point. Would she really go to a game that now seemed it would have half if not all of the town present and flash everyone? Yeah right.

Jeff's thoughts were interrupted by what sounded like cheering. Looking down the fairly busy street, all he saw was the color pink.

Riding in Angie's pink convertible, the first of three cars filled with cheerleaders, stood their captain. Standing with her legs wide open on Angie's back seat, for safety, Claire was held by the ankles by girls on either side. With a megaphone in her right hand, held up to her mouth as she chanted cheers and the left showing two fingers in either the victory or peace signs, both arms were raised.

Her raised arms of course meant that the modified top had ridden up. Her entire perky tits and hard pink nipples were on display. Sitting on the raised back of the car slightly behind her captain, Katie took on another position of stability. Holding her captain by the waist, coincidentally lifting the skirt so that nothing fluttered in the breeze. Katie's help completed Claire's public display. With not even her skimpy skirt now in the way and her legs spread wide, Claire showed all of main street her pink puffy pussy lips.

Despite three girls holding her in place 'for safety', Claire's little motorcade only crawled down the street. The sound of her voice on the megaphone drew people out of businesses and to windows. The entire street now standing, some with phone cameras raised to watch her.

Even as they finally passed Jeff by, his open mouth and rising erection, the only signs of life until he realized the first car was now passing him by, leaving him with only the sight of Claire's pale butt, partially blocked by Katie behind her. Snapping out of his stupor he walked ahead to the end of the block. Opening his social media he started a Live broadcast, filming the amazing sight as Claire's pale pink nipples and even pinker open pussy lips were completely exposed to a street full of people.

Recognizing the boy as a schoolmate, Katie convinced Claire to bend forward, saying hi to a member of the swim team. This move led to her turning away from Jeff, the high definition function on his camera making use of the bright sunlight to illuminate everything between her legs. As he gazed at her pretty pink punker and the wet of her pink insides as both her inner and outer lips revealed her pussy to him and all of his followers, Jeff found a new love for the color pink.

Finally ending the video as the girls started turning out of sight, he looked down at the video on his phone. The cursor blinked as he was prompted to name the video. Deciding on 'The Best Display of School Spirit' he posted the video, tagging all his classmates and making his account open. Now the video could be shared with anyone.

Getting back to school after their little parade, the girls flooded the locker room, gushing about the cheering of the crowd. So caught up was she in the joy of all the attention that she didn't even notice that this time when the girls stripped her, her thong was nowhere to be found. The other girls put in charge of promoting their game had hung the thong above one of their flyers on main street, this one encouraging everyone to take the time to come see the show.

Cheerleading duties now fulfilled, the girls mostly left Claire alone as she dressed in her street clothes. Only making sure that she was dropped off at home in Angie's pink convertible. With a cheery goodbye and a reminder that she should rest for their actual pep rally tomorrow, the girls left Claire at the end of the driveway.

Away from all the hype, Claire went to the kitchen for a snack. Idly scrolling through her media accounts she realized she had hundreds of new followers. All her pictures had been liked and commented under, but a video that she was tagged in seemed to be the trending topic for all of her classmates.

Clicking on the video titled 'The Best Display of School Spirit' she was just about to view it when she had the urge to see her trophy. Throwing away her unfinished snack, she grabbed her bag and phone and went up the stairs to her room. There it was, glittering gold even without the light on. Putting aside the idea of likes or videos. She turned on the light to better appreciate her trophy.

Throwing the windows and curtains wide open so that she could better appreciate it. Claire paid no attention to the fact that with lights on and everywhere open, all the neighbors in her little cul-de-sac could see clearly into her room. Plugging her phone in to charge, she laid on the bed admiring her trophy. Soon her parents were home with takeout and she retreated downstairs just to greet them and bring the food back to her room.

Feeling warm despite the open windows, Claire stood by the front window and pulled off her top. She unknowingly rewarded her admirers on the street. Those who had seen the now almost viral video of her display downtown, were keeping an eye on her house and were treated to the real life flash of her perky tits.

Now feeling better, Claire returned to her food, queuing up a video from her last competition on her laptop. Feeling accomplished all over again, she disposed of the trash and made her way to the shower. While showering all she could think about was getting back to her trophy. Hurrying out of the shower and still dripping wet, she stood again before the open windows, just gazing at her trophy on the shelf nearby as she dried off her body in full view of the entire street.

Claire lost track of how long she stood there admiring her trophy, only her parents calling goodnight alerting her that it was time for bed. Finally turning off the light she slipped into bed and straight to sleep. Not noticing the glow of her trophy on the shelf, as if it was a night light.