I was a member of our college’s football cheerleading squad and proudly ware the short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 18, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breast to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday’s preceding a football game. I had little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl’s restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete underneath my well-tailored sweater. Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the water fountain I could excite myself with the though that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.
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One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen my a lottery and entered into a pact of secrecy with my fellow cheerleaders to paint our school’s mascot symbol on our rival’s schools bus. It had been an annual event which was “destined” to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, unbeknownst to me I was caught in the act. Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly outfitted in my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon emerging for the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Humphrey was a 6′ tall handsome specimen of a full grown man. All of the girls in the school held a secret crush on him and I was no exception. Mr. Humphrey asked me where I was the night before and I was speechless. He then told me to report to his office immediately. When I entered his office, he rose form his desk and come around to close the door and told me to sit down. He proceeded to pace and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival’s school bus was parked —— I was caught in the act. He told me that he had little choice but to relinquish my position on the cheerleading squad. The thought of being thrown off the squad let alone having my parents find out and giving up my uniform was more than I could bear. Read more
I was a member of our college’s football cheerleading squad and proudly wear the short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 18, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breast to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday’s preceding a football game. I had a little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl’s restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete underneath my well-tailored sweater. Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the water fountain I could excite myself with the though that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.
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One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen by a lottery and entered into a pact of secrecy with my fellow cheerleaders to paint our school’s mascot symbol on our rival’s schools bus. It had been an annual event which was “destined” to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, unbeknownst to me I was caught in the act. Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly outfitted in my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon emerging for the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Humphrey. Mr. Humphrey was a 6 foot tall handsome specimen of a full grown man. All of the girls in the school held a secret crush on him and I was no exception. Mr. Humphrey asked me where I was the night before and I was speechless. He then told me to report to his office immediately. When I entered his office, he rose from his desk and came around to close the door and told me to sit down. He proceeded to pace and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival’s school bus was parked —— I was caught in the act. He told me that he had little choice but to relinquish my position on the cheerleading squad. Read more
“I specifically requested iced tea, didn’t I, Nick,” Cleo Carson asked her husband!?! “I think you did,” Nick replied with a small smile of his face, “anyway that’s the way it sounded to me!!!” Cleo Carson stared coldly at the frightened young woman who they had just hired as their maid and cook, and in a small voice she stammered, “I-I’m sorry, Mrs. Carson, I thought I heard you ask for coffee, if you want me too I can go get the tea!!!” “My dinner’s already been ruined by your incompetence,” she snapped while turning her attention back to her husband, “what do you think I should do with her, I’m at my wits end!?!” Laural Grant stood silently next to the table while her boss upbraided her, and much to her horror, Nick Carson suggested that she should be spanked!!!
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“You wouldn’t dare,” Laural exclaimed while shrinking away from the table, “I’ll call the police if you lay a hand on me, I will, I’ll really call them!!!” “Oh my, I’m shaking in my boots,” Cleo Carson said with a laugh, “maybe we should run and hide, this girl’s gonna get us in all sorts of trouble!!!” “Yeah,” Nick Carson added, “be careful, hon, this one’s a real tiger!!!” Laural glanced at the front door which was more than thirty feet away, but while she still thinking about it, Cleo Carson was up out of her chair and on top of her in a flash, and driving the surprised woman to the floor in a heap!!!” “Don’t even think about being a rabbit,” Cleo whispered harshly into her ear, “now I’m gonna let you up and your gonna take off all of your clothes, got it!?!” “I-I won’t do it,” Laural said while struggling to free herself, “you can’t make me!!!” “You sound like a five year old,” Cleo replied evenly, “I won’t do this, you can’t make me do that, what the fuck are you gonna do, bitch, all I’ve gotta do is tell Nick over there to rip every shred of clothing from your body and he’ll do it in a heart beat, so quit wasting my fucking time and strip!!!”
“What was that noise,” Brenda whispered to Morgan after poking her best friend in the ribs to wake her up!?! “W-what time is it,” Morgan asked sleepily, “I don’t hear anything, go back to sleep!!!” “Wake up, girl,” Brenda implored once again, “I’m not sure but it sounded like someone might be in trouble!!!” Morgan rolled over onto her side, and after wiping the sleep out of her eyes commented, “Are you sure you weren’t dreaming, remember last summer when you thought there was a man with a gun hiding in your garage!?!” “Okay, okay,” Brenda replied urgently, “so I was wrong once, that doesn’t mean I didn’t hear what I heard tonight does it!?!” All right already,” Morgan replied now fully awake, “so what kind of trouble did it sound like this person was having!?!” “Well, I duuno for sure,” Brenda replied quickly, “but it sounded bad!!!” Morgan looked at the clock and exclaimed, “Good grief, Bren, it’s three thirty in the morning and you can’t even tell me what you think you heard, so let’s try and get some sleep, okay!?!” Brenda was just about to speak, when clear as a bell a woman’s voice softly said, “Please, stop, I can’t take it anymore!!!” “See what I mean.” Brenda said excitedly, “it sounds like some woman’s in trouble, I just knew I heard something!!!” “Shut up, Bren,” Morgan ordered sternly, “I’m pretty sure that’s my mother talking!!!”
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“Your mother,” Brenda replied in hoarse whisper, “are you nuts, why would she be in any danger!?!” “I don’t know,” Morgan replied, “but who in the heck else could it be, the only ones in the house are you, me, mom, and my dad, nobody else!?!” “You’re right,” Brenda whispered in reply, “do you think we should check it out, I mean what if she is in trouble or something!?!” “For once I think that you’re right,” Morgan replied while hopping out of bed an donning her bath robe, “are you coming with me or not!?!” “And stay here by myself,” Brenda replied with a shiver, “are you nuts, I’m right with ya, hon!!!” “Okay then, now be quiet and stay behind me,” Morgan replied while opening the door to the long hallway that connected all of the bedrooms, “let’s go!!!” Slowly the two eighteen year olds made their way down the corridor to Morgan’s folk’s bedroom, and the closer they got the louder the noise became, until they were directly outside the door and they able to hear each and every word being spoken inside!!!
Jojo Baker sat at her dressing table and using a dark eyebrow pencil, carefully outlined a mustache and goatee over her lip and on her chin!!! When she was satisfied with the result, she sprinkled a generous dab of hair creme into her hand, worked it into her scalp, and then combed her short hair in the classic male style part on the left comb to the right!!! Now for the wardrobe, which consisted of a brilliant white men’s dress shirt, a charcoal gray pinstripe suit, maroon tie, and of course, a pair of wing tip shoes to finish off the ensemble!!! Naturally, however, before donning her powder blue boxer shorts, she pulled on her nine inch strap on dildo which hung menacingly between her trim thighs!!! She stared at her reflection in the mirror, growing aroused at the incongruous image of a beautiful young woman, with painted on facial hair and a thick pecker, balanced off with her pert upturned breasts and cute round ass!!! Deciding not to give in to her urge for a quick masturbation session, she quickly dressed, topping off her outfit with a matching fedora that made her look surprisingly like a Mafia character out of 1920′s Chicago!!!
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The club was dark and smoky, with half of the women dressed like a men playing the part of a suave debonair playboy!!! Jojo sidled up to the bar and ordered a gin and tonic while surveying the crowd of lesbian femmes, dykes, and female transvestites, and out of the corner of her eye she spied a youngish red head sitting alone at a table sipping what looked like a soft drink!!! Taking it upon herself, she moved through the crowd and made her way over to the red head and asked, “May I have this dance!?!” The red head took a final sip of her drink and stood up while offering her arm to Jojo who led her onto the dance floor where she took her in her arms and pressed her close to her body and whispered in her ear, “You are very beautiful and have given me an erection, can you feel it pressing against your leg!?!” The red head took a deep breath and leaned harder into Jojo’s body while making little gasps as she ground her crotch into Jojo’s manhood!!! “Take it out,” Jojo ordered as she whirled the red head around the dance floor!!! After struggling for a moment with Jojo’s zipper, the red head finally extracted the thick pecker and held it firmly in her hand while waiting for further orders from the dominant “male” who was holding her in his arms!!!
“I specificly requested iced tea, didn’t I, Nick,” Cleo Carson asked her husband!?! “I think you did,” Nick replied with a small smile of his face, “anyway that’s the way it sounded to me!!!” Cleo Carson stared coldly at the frightened young woman who they had just hired as their maid and cook, and in a small voice she stammered, “I-I’m sorry, Mrs. Carson, I thought I heard you ask for coffee, if you want me too I can go get the tea!!!” “My dinner’s already been ruined by your incompetence,” she snapped while turning her attention back to her husband, “what do you think I should do with her, I’m at my wits end!?!” Laural Grant stood silently next to the table while her boss upbraided her, and much to her horror, Nick Carson suggested that she should be spanked!!!
“You wouldn’t dare,” Laural exclaimed while shrinking away from the table, “I’ll call the police if you lay a hand on me, I will, I’ll really call them!!!” “Oh my, I’m shaking in my boots,” Cleo Cason said with a laugh, “maybe we should run and hide, this girl’s gonna get us in all sorts of trouble!!!” “Yeah,” Nick Carson added, “be careful, hon, this one’s a real tiger!!!” Laural glanced at the front door which was more than thirty feet away, but while she still thinking about it, Cleo Carson was up out of her chair and on top of her in a flash, and driving the surprised woman to the floor in a heap!!!” “Don’t even think about being a rabbit,” Cleo whispered harshly into her ear, “now I’m gonna let you up and your gonna take off all of your clothes, got it!?!” “I-I won’t do it,” Laural said while struggling to free herself, “you can’t make me!!!” “You sound like a five year old,” Cleo replied evenly, “I won’t do this, you can’t make me do that, what the fuck are you gonna do, bitch, all I’ve gotta do is tell Nick over there to rip every shred of clothing from your body and he’ll do it in a heart beat, so quit wasting my fucking time and strip!!!”
