Volunteer cheerleading

Brandi hurried over to where six sweaty young men were playing three on three. They really deserved a cheer squad to encourage them! Brandi had been a cheerleader in high school. Of course, she hadn't had this incredible rack back then, so she should be an even better cheerleader now, even if she didn't have a uniform and pompoms.

All six young men were gorgeous. She didn't know which side to cheer for. She would cheer for both. She stood, legs spread, arms akimbo and took a deep breath.

"Ready? O!K!" she shouted. "Be aggressive! Be, be aggressive! Be aggressive! Be, be aggressive! Be aggressive! Be, be aggressive!"

As she cheered, she danced, shaking her hips and jiggling her titties. They were made to jiggle like this! If only she had a rack like this in college, she could have continued her cheerleading, maybe even been a professional!

Her cheering did not seem to be helping either team, though. The young men kept looking over at her and slamming into each other or tripping over their own feet. At last, one young man took a shot while staring at her tits and the ball missed the backboard entirely and went bouncing across the street.

He swore and ran after the ball. The other five approached Brandi. She smiled brightly at them.

"Hi boys!" she said. "You're all doing great!"

"Um, what's going on, ma'am?" one of them asked.

"Oh! I guess I should introduce myself!" she said. "My name's Brandi! Brandi..."

She couldn't remember her last name. That was weird, wasn't it? Oh, silly Brandi! of course she knew her name.

"I'm Brandi Bigguns!" she exclaimed. "You guys looked so hot, I just wanted to cheer for you and shake my big titties!"

And in case that wasn't clear, she arched her back and jiggled her jugs emphatically.

"I hope you don't mind!" she exclaimed.

The young man who went after the ball returned, eyes wide and jaw slack.

"I'm Brandi Bigguns!" she caught him up. "I'm a huge fan! See?"

She pulled in up her shirt to reveal her naked titties.

"Did you want to keep playing? I'm glad to be your cheerleader!" she said. "Or if the game is over, I can help you celebrate!"