A Cheerleader's Story
Chapter One
I have felt a compulsion to tell my story for sometime.
I have been hesitant to do so because I could see no
possible good could ever come from such a story.
I was born poor in a small town. I wanted to be a
cheerleader for as long as I could remember. I had no
problems making the cheer squads until I got in high
school, Senior High was a real problem. The captain
ran the squad. If she wanted you on the team you made
it, if she did not, you did not make it. Skill was not
the determining factor. I was one of the better cheerleaders
on the JV squad my freshman year.
The captain of the senior varsity squad was a junior.
She was very pretty with lots of blonde hair and
sparkling brown eyes. Her parents were rich and she
wore expensive outfits all the time. She was the elite
and knew it. She was very stuck up. She put people down
daily yet she was still popular. It was like she could
do no wrong. She did not go out with guys much. Some
said she was way to good for the local guys. Some said
she preferred girls. I was to learn a lot about her.
A couple weeks before school was out Samantha walked up
to me.
"I heard you were trying out for the Varsity."
"Yes, anything you can do to help me, I would appreciate."
She laughted in my face. "What makes you think you are
Varsity material? Oh I know you can do lots of stunts.
I know of your gymnastic skills but there is a lot
more required of a JV girl before she makes the Varsity.
Do you really want to tryout?"
I was excited Samantha asked me. I was excited she was
even talking to me. I knew she was stuck up but I also
thought she was sooo beautiful.
"Yes, I am trying out." I managed to say.
"We have all summer to get you in shape. To mold you
into the person you must be to fit in." She told me.
"I will take you on, as sort of a trial for this summer.
When school is out for the summer, give me a call. I
will tell you now, you must be willing to work very hard
all summer until tryout time. Even then, you must work
extra hard all year. It will be my senior year. I want
it to be memorable."
She looked me up and down. I almost wilted under her
icy stares that seemed to cut to the bone.
"I am not at all sure you can measure up. I doubt if you
have what it takes to go the distance. You will probably
give up and I will have wasted a lot of my valuable time
training you. If you do, I will see to it that you will
never cheer again. Got it?"
It was not the words Samantha said but how she said them
and with her put down looks. She was clearly superior and
knew it. I knew I would never let her down. I would do
whatever it took.
As soon as school was out on the last day I saw her across
the school parking lot. She was about to get in her car.
"Samantha!" I called to her and ran towards her. I know
she saw me, she looked right at me. She put her pretty
little nose in the air, gave her blonde pony tail a swish
and a bounce, got in her car and sped away. I stepped
back to avoid being ran down.
I was devastated. I just knew my cheer days were about to
end. I enjoyed it so much too. The girls were very cute.
I was larger and always was part of the base. I had thoughts
of kissing the soft inner thighs of Sarah, the cheerleader
I was part of the base for. I liked it when she stepped in
my hand and I helped boost her up. I never minded when she
put her weight on my leg, arms, side or back, or whatever
the stunt choreographed, even though on ocassion her shoes
scuffed my skin. I was always so careful when I caught her
too. There had been several times I was hurt a little
protecting her. That is the responsibility of a good base.
I did not call Samantha the next day. I did not call her
until Friday. I could stand the anguish no longer. I
called her cell number.
She answered and just the sound of her voice made me tingle.
"Why are you calling me?" She answered in her, I am so
superior voice.
I told her I like really wanted to be a varsity cheerleader.
I rushed on and said I would be a really good base for her.
I told her how I would always assist her and make her look
good with the cheers.
"I will look good whomever I have as my base. I am having
doubts about you anyway. I really do not believe you can
cut it and I do not want to waste my time training you. It
is not just cheering, there are other responsibilities for
the one I choose as my number one base."
Wow! I thought. I was being considered as her number one base!
That would make me the number one base on the whole squad.
Wow! The number one base on a state, maybe even, national cheer
team. My heart was racing.
"Please, Sammi, please give me the chance. You will never be
sorry. I promise. I will do everything you say, just the way
you want it done."
I heard giggling. It seemed like forever before she spoke.
"I am saving that. Do not forget all that you just said. You
promised to, "Do EVERYTHING I say,' and 'Just the WAY I want
it!' (g) Alright, you get your chance to, "Do everything I
want just the way I like it!' Get your ass over here. Like now!"
I rushed to her house. She lived about ten blocks from me. I
rode my bicycle as fast as I could. I had powerful legs and was
a very good cyclist.
I arrived not even breathing hard. I rang her bell. She was so
lucky she had been borned rich, not poor like me. She lived
in a beautiful home in a nice subdivision. The lawn was
immaculately sculptured, lawn service, of course. I mowed
ours with a push mower!
I waited a full minute then rang again.
Almost another minute passed, these minutes seemed like ten.
Sammi opened the door. She was lounging around the house
and look gorgeous. Most girls would give anything to look
that good at their best.
She was talking on her cellie and waved me inside without
ever missing a word to whomever she was talking. She pointed
toward the living room and walked down the hall and into
another room, still talking.
After a few minutes she reappeared.
"Soooo you want to be my base? I will give you the chance.
It will not be easy. I have to be sure you are truly dedicated
to me and to the team. I have ways of testing you to be
positive. We will start now. You know, I do have to be
positive. The things you must do for me will enable me to
assess just how dedicated you really are."
Her smile increased as she was talking. Her brown eyes
sparkled. She was enjoying my apprehensiveness immensely.
"Well.....say something. Do you want this or not?"
"Oh yes, sure I do." I responded. hoping my voice did not
betray me and show my doubts. Cheering was my life. Without
it I would be a nobody,lost among the student body. I was
certain of that.
"Great!" Sammi became more vibrant and took on a superior
mode. "Follow me. I will show you my room and what you
must do for me. I am into clean.....no make that immaculate.
I do not have time for cleaning. I hate it too. It is sooo
demeaning."
She turned abruptly. I almost bumpted into her. My eyes
were glued to her ass. Mine was not shaped like that. Her's
was beautiful, like everything about her. Mine did not have
that shape that everyone, boys and girls love so much.
"This is where you earn your chance to be my base. You,
Lindsey, will be my slave. Yeah, remember, 'I will do
everything, just the way you want it!' Remember?"
She moved her cute little head so dramatically her pony
tail bounced. Even that was perfect. She had lots of
blonde hair. That made her pony tail seem almost alive as
it bounced and bobbled when she walked and talked. When
she ran, well, it assumed a life of it's own.
I noticed my mouth was still opened, about the time Sammi
said. "Close your mouth, there are no flies in here to
catch. I am going for a swim. I want to see my room picked
up, everything cleaned, and yeah, Lindsey, clean my
bathroom too. It has been neglected."
She turned. I followed her into her bedroom. She went to
a huge walk-in closet and got a tiny bikini. She turned
her ass towards me again really close and said.
"Unfasten my necklace and help me undress."
My fingers were all thumbs as I unfastened the clip.
I felt tiny electric shocks surge through me when my
fingers touched her skin. Perfect skin tones. Not dark
but still almost copper. Not from hours in the tanning
booths either, this was Sammi's skin, all natural and
beautiful.
By the time I had it unfastened she was out of her shorts
and removing her top. I stared at her. I could not help
it. Sure I had seen her cheer panties many times. I
was still mesmerized. Sammi noticed it too. She never
missed much.
"Are your eyes hitting on my ass, Lindsey? Why, I believe
they are. Get on your knees and I will let you remove my
panties."
She was almost breathless as she spoke those words. I was
still speechless. I slowly sunk to my knees, my eyes never
left her bod. When I was on my knees my face was even with
her abdomen. Her tummy was flat and muscular. I looked up
at her. Her face had an expression I had never seen before.
She recovered her composure before I. "Lindsey, the sun will
be gone before you remove my panties at the speed you are
moving. I swear I think you are into girls or something!"
"It is, it is you are more, well perfect than I have ever
seen." I was tongue tied.
Sammi looked down at me with a warmer smile than I had seen
on her before. It did not even look fake.
I sat on the floor and reached for her panties at the sides
of her hips. I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of a
pretty pair, "Fredericks of Hollywood". Sammi could be in
Hollywood, for sure.
I pulled them down slower than I should have. I looked at
her neatly trimmed blonde bush. I had never seen a blonde
bush before. Sammi stepped forward. Without a thought I
kissed her bush. I know it was stupid. It was there in front
of me. It was beautiful, I desired it, so I done it.
Sammi stepped back a look of horror on her face. "Why did
you do that? You are into girls arn't you. Well! I never
immagined that!"
I was so embarrassed. There was no hole to crawl into.
No place to go, no place to hide. She continued to stare
at me. I was looking down at the floor. I raised my eyes
a little and was looking at her slit in the middle of a
perfect mound. I had had feelings before, never like this.
I wanted to bury my face in her crotch and eat her out.
I wanted to taste her pussy. I could scent a slight
aroma from it. I had not noticed that before.
I still said nothing. My eyes widened as I saw a trace
of milky white forming in her pussy. Why was she cumming?
I had read a lot but knew nothing from experience. Hell,
I had never had, "an experience."
I knew Sammi was turned on by our encounter. She was not
thinking of a guy. At least I did not think she was!
I leaned forward. I was like in a trance. Sammi looked
down at me and stepped forward. My lips touched her skin.
Her aroma was much stronger now. I began kissing Sammi.
I kissed her everywhere. Her flat little tummy, her cute
little belly button, I kissed her bush again too. Why did
I love the feel of her blonde bush against my lips? I
felt her hands on my head pushing my mouth to her pussy.
I did not resist. I opened my mouth and licked her lips.
I had never tasted cum before. It had a sweet taste.
Surely no other girl tasted like this I thought as I
licked again. Sammi was now thrusting her pussy at my
face and pulling on my head with her hands.
My brain was in a roar of confusion. I loved it but heavy
confused guilt feelings were present too. I pushed them
aside and continued to lick Sammi's pussy. When she began
to make little noises I removed my hand from around her
and pushed it down to my g spot. Sammi felt my hand
against her and pulled away from me.
"Stop it, Lindsey!" She scolded. "Bad girl! You can not
play with yourself. You are here for my pleasure. Remove
your hand from your pants or leave.!"
She pointed towards the door for emphasis.
Would she really do that? I was not at all sure. She
seemed very sure of what she was doing. Sammi was in
control. I had never seen her when she was not in control.
She was even in control in the class room.
I removed my hand and said, "Sorry."
She moved back to me and we resumed.
"Move your tongue over my clit. Ohhhhh that is the right
spot. Take it in your lips, Ohhhh yes, yes! Suck on it a
little. Lindsey you are going to become an expert at
eating my pussy. Ohhhh multis all summer for me. I want
you here everyday. Ohhhh yes, yes, yes, she screamed as
she reached orgasm on my face. I pushed my tongue in her
pussy and up her love canal as far as I could. I strained
my tongue for one more millimeter. Her jucies flowed into
my mouth. I swallowed. I loved it. I did not care what the
whole world thought. I was on edge. I wanted relief so
badly. I reached for my pussy again.
Sammi grabbed my wrist. She was strong. Like really strong
for a small girl. Sammi was only about 5'2" or 3".
"Lindsey, you can not do that. Not here or anywhere without
my permission. That is the most important part of your slave
relationship to me. I have to own you. If you disobey me,
I don't own you. If I don't own you, you are nothing to me."
She looked at me. Her gaze was one of total seriousness. Like,
I know that, why don't you know that?
"I need to so bad, Sammi. I feel like I may burst. I have to,
Sammi." I said as I reached for my pussy again.
Sammi's hand flashed with lightening speed and slapped me hard.
My head went sideways. It hurt. My first impulse was to beat
the shit out of her. I started to tackle her.....I stopped. I
looked up at her.
"I am sorry Sammi." I said. That was the second time I had
said that, unsure of why. I had done nothing to be sorry for,
had I?
"You have to learn, Lindsey. It will be difficult. I will
train you but you must want me to. You must want to be
trained more than anything. Even more than cheerleading.
Cheerleading is for a few years. This training can change
your life forever."
She moved her pussy to my face. "Kiss and lick me some more,"
She said gazing down at me.
My mouth went to her mound. My tongue began exploring her
crevices, folds, and lips. I was in love with Sammi Smith.
I knew I was deeply in love. I thought about what had just
happened. I did not think my life would ever be the same
again.
