Cherry - S01 E25

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Cherry - S01 E25

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 25

I handed her my phone and she pretended to add her contact info: (which was, of course, already in my phone). As she handed my phone back to me, she stuck out her hand and introduced herself.

"I'm Cherry, by the way."

"David; It is a pleasure to meet you, Cherry," I said while shaking her hand.

"Nice to meet you, too. I'll see you later, then?" I agreed, "See you later."

With that, Cherry smiled and ran back to her squad. My 'buddy' was no longer laughing, standing in shock at what he just saw transpire.

"How the FUCK did you do that?"

I said, "You saw for yourself: girls like that, you have to talk to them like they are a person and not just a 'piece of ass" He said, "Well, shit. saw it and still don't know how you did it. But, a bet is a bet." Handing me the payout from the sucker's bet, he said, "It was worth it just to see it." He stuck out his hand and said, "Name's Jim, by the way." Shaking his hand I said, "David."

A few minutes before the game ended, Jim left and I watched my knockout girlfriend in peace as the game wrapped up. Once officially over, Cherry came over to me and asked how she did.

I said, "You were spectacular! had no idea you could move like that! Where did you learn to do that?"

Cherry said, "I used to take gymnastics before I started cheerleading. I love doing gymnastics, but I don't like all of the competitions with the behind-the-scenes politics, fighting and bitching. Competitions are very rigid with how you have to act and it just sucks the fun out of it. With cheerleading, I can still do the tumbling and let the real 'me' show."

I said, "Well you were nothing less than incredible tonight!"

Cherry thanked me with a hug and we went to collect her things. She checked her phone and saw she had a text message from her Mom.

"UGH. Mom will be here in a few minutes," she said. "When can I see you again?" I asked.

Cherry said, "I don't know. Coming to the house is way too dangerous on the weekend and I'm still grounded, so....." I sighed in resignation and said, "I know it's ok: we'll think of

something."

The crowd was quickly filtering out into the parking lot leaving few of us left in the stadium. Cherry led me to an area on the far side of the stands that were deserted and we found a small area that afforded a reasonable amount of privacy. I assumed she wanted to give me a quick kiss goodbye without fear of getting in trouble. I fell short with that assumption.

She said, "Quick: we don't have much time," as she reached under her skirt and pulled her bloomers and panties to her feet in one swift move.

I asked, "Are you sure?! Here? Now?!" "Yes, now!" she said.

I hastily dropped my pants and pulled my already growing dick through the fly of my boxers. I picked Cherry up as I had in her shower that morning, but when I tried to lower her onto my cock, she nearly jumped out of my arms.

"Wait: I'm not wet enough yet-it hurts."

Without a word I set her on her feet and kneeled down in front of her. Facing me, she leaned up against a wall and put one leg over my shoulder as I started to lap at her pussy like a starving kitten with a bowl of milk. Her fine wisps of hair above her clit tickled my nose as my tongue darted in and around her vaginal opening. With my head under her skirt, I placed both hands on her ass cheeks to force her crotch into my face as I moved my nose from side to side; flicking her clit back and forth. Before I knew it, both of her legs were on my shoulders and her knees were splayed wide to give my oral assault full access to her moistening vagina. I wanted to continue licking her for the foreseeable future, but time was something we didn't have a lot of at that moment.

"Ok; that's good-do it now," Cherry said as she pulled her legs from over my shoulders.

I picked her up again as before and set her down on my skyward pointing cock. This time it slipped inside much easier. The moment my dick head touched her cervix, her phone buzzed and we both knew her Mom was in the parking lot-waiting for her. She had her hands hooked on the back of my neck for support and we started humping like sex-starved bunnies. Our eyes were locked together and I could see Cherry's pony tail bouncing like she was Jumping on a pogo stick. Her orgasm wasn't coming fast enough for her, so she pulled her top and sports bra off at the same time, leaving her wearing nothing but her cheerleading skirt and her socks and sneakers. Cherry straightened her back and pulled herself in close to me; putting a nipple in reach of my mouth.

Needing no direction, I sucked it in hard and did my best to give her a hickey on it. A few seconds later, I switched to her other breast and gently, yet firmly, bit her nipple before rapidly licking away the minor pain.

"Oh, fuck yeah! That feels so good, Cherry said; her voice echoing In our hiding place. "Don't stop. I want it harder and faster!"

I increased my thrust speed and stroke length and she began to vibrate and hum out loud. The impact of our bodies was making a very pornographic slapping sound that would have been unmistakable if anyone happened to walk by. We didn't care.

Cherry's phone began to ring with a call the moment my load busted free from seemingly deep inside me. Her pussy suddenly gripped my cock and she squeezed me with everything she had; legs, arms, hands, and vagina. Her orgasm had her gasping and exhaling heavily through her open mouth as her phone rang Insistently. Cherry reached for the phone on the ground and I squatted down with her while our mated parts continued to glide and convulse together. She picked up the phone and answered it.

We're wrapping up now, Mom. Be right out in a minute." I could hear her Mom say, "What's the hold up? Let's go." Cherry said, "Um, something came up that I had to take care of- I'm coming right now"

I leaned back and pushed my cock even harder inside of Cherry. My cock head pushed hard against her cervix, causing Cherry to gasp sharply before saying "ouch!" at the pressure. I heard her Mom ask, "What'd you do?" Cherry said, "Oh, nothing: I just got poked by something. I'm fine."

She placed her free hand on my stomach to steady herself as she rose up a fraction of an inch to relieve the pressure. She ground her hips back and forth on me. I had both feet and hands planted on the cement and I was in the 'crab walk' position while Cherry bounced on me like she was riding a trotting horse.

Her Mom said, "Ok. Hurry up-I want to get home," and ended the call as Cherry did the same before dropping the phone.

I said, "Well, you didn't lie to her, we were wrapping up; and you are coming right now!"

Cherry said, "SHH. Don't move.." She waited for a few moments and said, "There it is..." She was feeling my heartbeat again.

Our orgasms were barely finished when she dismounted me; first sliding forward and then back over my cum-soaked cock.

To my surprise, she pulled my goo covered shaft into her mouth and cleaned it off.

Once it was clean she said, "MMM; salty and sweet! We taste great together!"

Stunned, said, "You are my QUEEN!"

My boxers were soaked at the crotch and her pussy was in a similar state. Not having thought that part through, she was forced to resort to using her panties to wipe herself clean. But she couldn't put the wet panties on under her uniform, so she gave them to me (she couldn't take them home when they were soaked in bodily fluids). Cherry grabbed her sports bra and uniform top and started getting dressed. With my own pants back on, I found the remaining item of her uniform and held it until she was ready for it.

Handing them to her I said, "Here's your bloomers..." She looked at me like she couldn't believe what I just said. While taking them from me she said, "Oh my god, you did not just call these 'bloomers"."

I asked, "Isn't that what they are called?"

Cherry remarked, "Oh thank god you didn't call them that in front of the others; I would have never heard the end of it." As she stepped into them and began pulling them up to cover her bare ass she said, "These are called kick pants. You could also call them 'lollies' or 'spankies'. You could even call them 'bundies'. Just don't ever call them bloomers: those are 'granny panties."

Enlightened, I said, "Ok, kick pants-got it." I noticed she had something stuck to her top and said, "You have something on your top, I'll get it Cherry groaned.

"What now?" asked.

Cherry laughed and said while pointing to the top part of her uniform, "This is called a shell. If it had sleeves, it would be called a liner.

Not wanting to make another naming error, I tugged on her skirt and asked, "Ok: what's this part called?"

Cherry looked at me in disbelief and answered with an implied 'duh, "That's my skirt."

I said, "Of course it is," before asking rhetorically, "What else would it be called?"

She made adjustments to her uniform to make it feel and look 'correct'. She had to keep adjusting her kick pants; evidently unable to get them to feel right since she wasn't wearing any underwear. She called the fight on fixing their feel against her crotch and presented herself to me for approval-mostly to make sure she looked presentable to the public.

Once dressed, you couldn't tell what we had just done. For the first time, the action of what we did was that of a quick and simple fuck session. But we both knew that it was based on a much deeper Love for each other. We kissed passionately for a moment and said we would be counting the endless seconds before we could see each other again and parted ways.

I stayed put until she texted me as a signal that it was safe to come out from our hiding place. On the way home, I couldn't imagine being any happier. That made me wonder why was still not sure if I was ready to go back to work (which meant I wasn't ready). What was I missing? There was still something wrong, but what was it?

I got home and didn't even bother to shower before going to bed. I hung Cherry's panties on the head board with the other pair she gave me as a gift and went to sleep.....

To Be Continued....