A Saturday of Cheerleader Pleasure : Chapter 06

I immediately turned towards the bed, where a large amount of clothes were. However, there was something on the bed that immediately captured my attention. It was Karissa's high school cheerleading uniform.

The shell was dark blue and white while the miniskirt was light purple. It was complimented by a light blue bow, dark blue socks, and white tennis shoes.

"So you cheer?" I asked her.

"Been a cheerleader for most of my life, including all four years of high school," Karissa replied. "It really is a lot of fun."

"Oh, I believe it," I said.

Then I noticed something on Karissa's bed that made me hard. Her violet cheerleader panties.

Karissa walked over to the closet as she searched for something.

Without thinking, I grabbed the crotch of Karissa's cheerleader briefs. I gasped as I felt them. They were moist. Karissa had recently cum inside of them.

"Something wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," I lied, as I dropped the briefs, spun around, and hid my hands behind my back.

"Did you have a question about something?" she asked.

"Uh... well... when does dinner normally start?" I asked, hoping to change the subject.

"Should start at 6," she answered.

"Cool," I said. "I... I got to help Becca with some... some things. I'll talk to you later."

"Okay, I'll see you," she said.

"See you," I replied, as I headed towards the bedroom door and opened it. I stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind me.

"That was too close," I said to myself, as I walked down the hallway. "Way too close."

I decided to explore the house before I returned to interact with Becca and her parents. I needed to get my mind off of Karissa. I didn't want anyone to suspect that I was attracted to Becca's sister.

The first room that I visited was a library. It contained several books, audiotapes, and videos.

However, there was one book that caught my attention.

A red book lay on the blue carpet floor. I could tell that that book had been recently opened.

I picked the book up off the floor and opened it.

I gasped when I saw the first page. It was a picture of Karissa in her cheerleader outfit.

I flipped through the book as I stared at the photos inside of it.

The book contained recent pictures of Karissa in her cheerleader uniform. Some of those pictures involved Karissa stretching, jumping, or performing stunts that allowed me to see her little cheerleader panties, including the crotch and the ass that they clung to.

They weren't the most erotic pictures I had seen, but for some strange reason, looking at Karissa in an outfit that was equally innocent yet equally naughty made me very horny.

I felt my cock become hard as I stared at those pictures.

At that moment, I left the library and took the book back to Becca's bedroom.

Thankfully, Becca wasn't in the room. I immediately closed the bedroom door and locked it.

Then I removed my belt, pants, and boxers from my legs and climbed onto the bed.

I set the book down beside me as I grabbed my hard cock and began to masturbate.

As I stroked my stiff cock, I began to fantasize. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help myself. I had some truly naughty thoughts on my mind, and I really wanted to cum.

I wanted to meet Karissa while she was in her little cheerleader outfit. I wanted to corner her in her bedroom. I wanted to shove her down onto the bed and push her head into her own pillows.

I wanted to lift up her miniskirt, pull down her panties, and stare at her exposed ass and pussy.

I wanted to press my mouth directly against her pink pussy lips. I wanted to make her wet and make her squirt until the bed was covered in her pussy juice.

I wanted push my erect cock into her snatch and fuck her. I wanted to spank her ass repeatedly as I fucked her hard and fast.

I wanted to fill up Karissa's pussy and hear her orgasmic cries until she could scream no more.

At that moment, I reached my climax and orgasmed.

I moaned loudly as cum shot right out of my cock.

"Shit," I gasped, as my orgasm ceased, and I realized what I did.

Unfortunately, I covered multiple cheerleader photos with my own semen.

I grabbed several tissues from a nearby tissue box and began to wipe my cum off of the photos.

Thankfully, I was able to clean off the photos without leaving any obvious stains or smears.

I hoped that Karissa wouldn't notice.

I dropped the book, grabbed my boxers and pants, and quickly put them back on.

I buttoned and zipped my pants back up and put my belt back into my pants loops. Then I took the book back to Karissa's library. Thankfully, I didn't run into anyone on my way back to the library.

I promptly placed the book on a shelf and departed from the library.

With a long and heavy sigh, I decided to find Becca. Being with her was probably the only way I would be able to get my mind off Karissa and the images of her in that sexy cheerleader outfit.

Thankfully, the rest of the day went by as expected.

I had dinner with Becca and her family. I told them about my life, my aspirations, and my career.

Then we played some board games together. The games consisted of Sorry, Monopoly, and some type of Trivial Pursuit game.

Then we watched some television together. Truthfully, the evening was a blur for the most part.

As I brushed my teeth in the upstairs bathroom, I realized that I still couldn't stop thinking about Karissa. I had to find a way to get my mind off of her.

When I returned to the bedroom, I saw that the lights were off. Becca was laying in her bed.

I climbed underneath the bed sheets and snuggled up beside her. Becca giggled softly as I lay beside her. She was still awake. At that moment, I decided to satisfy her.

I stuck my left hand down her panties and pressed my fingers against her soft pink lips. I clenched her pussy with my warm fingers as I felt her up.

"Not tonight, baby," Becca said, as she yanked my hand out of her panties.

"You okay?" I asked her.

"I'm fine," she replied. "I'm sorry, dear. I haven't had much sleep recently. I just need to catch up on some sleep tonight. That's all. We'll have some fun tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay," I said. "That's fine. I hope you sleep well, dear. I love you."

"You too," she answered.

With a sigh, I shut my eyes. After a few minutes of deep contemplation and sexual frustration, I finally fell asleep.

The following Saturday morning arrived swiftly. When I awoke, I immediately noticed that Becca was no longer in bed.

I gazed around the room, squinting my eyes as the sun shone through the bedroom. I noticed that the bedroom was not as neat and tidy as it could have been.

At that moment, I decided to help her out and do some cleaning for her.

I was cleaning the area around the bed when Becca entered the bedroom.

"Hey, my parents and I are going to go out," Becca informed me. "Trying to make up for lost time. Karissa said she was behind on homework so she's gonna stay in and do some catch up."

"Did you want me to go with you?" I asked.

"It's nothing against you," she answered. "They just want to do some catching up. We can all do something fun later tonight. Especially once there's time where it's just you and me."

"Okay, sounds good," I said.

"I do have a favor to ask though," she remarked.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Do you think you could do some shopping for me?" Becca asked. "You can just use my car. We're low on food, and my parents aren't really the type to order out. I really would appreciate it."

"Yeah, not a problem," I said. "I'll make sure to stock up groceries for you and your folks."

"Awesome," she replied. "Thanks a lot, sweetie. My key should be on the dresser. I got to go, but I'll see you later."

I started to walk over and kiss her, but Becca was already heading down the stairs.

With a heavy sigh, I walked over to the dresser and searched for the key to Becca's car. Much to my surprise, the key was not there.

I frantically searched everywhere for the key. However, I couldn't find it.

Suddenly, I realized where the key was. And I realized why it wasn't on the dresser.

I immediately left Becca's bedroom, sprinted down the hallway, and knocked loudly on Karissa's door.

"Come in!" Karissa yelled.

I threw open the door and stepped into Karissa's bedroom.

Karissa spun around to face me. She was wearing her cheerleader uniform, and she had a big smile on her face.

"Were you looking for something?" Karissa asked me. "Or should I say... someone?"

"Karissa, have you seen Becca's key?" I asked her. "I have to do some shopping, and I need it!"

"Shopping, huh?" Karissa asked. "Well, I know one thing that you'll want to get. And you won't need a key or a car for that."

"Karissa, do you have Becca's key?" I asked.

"I do," she said. "I just need you to answer a question for me first."

"What is it?" I asked.

"I always wanted to know this," she said. "Do you like my cheerleader uniform?"

I pressed my legs together as I tried to prevent myself from getting a boner.

"It's okay," I said, as I tried to be as vague as possible.

"Oh, I think you find this outfit to be more than just "okay," Karissa said. "I know you're into naughty cheerleaders. And I'm very naughty. Hmm... perhaps you just need a different... perspective."

At that moment, Karissa turned around and bent down as she reached for her blue pom poms, which were resting on her bedroom floor. My cock jumped up as her miniskirt crawled up her legs.

I breathed loudly as I stared at Karissa's ass, which was barely covered by her skimpy violet panties. Her cheeks stuck out, and the outline of her lips was visible through the thin material.

My cock was completely hard, and I couldn't find a way to get it back down again.