1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 2)


    Date: 12/8/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, First Time, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Muke Hunt Hz, Rating: 95.9, Source: sexstories.com

    chalked it up to a ‘girl thing’ and dropped the subject. “Thank you for coming over. I can’t tell you how much I needed to see you,” I said. “I thought about you all day; what happened to you today?” Cherry asked. I said, “It was one of those nightmare days—the ones you hope never happen but know someday it will.” “Oh, I’m sorry. Tell me what happened?” “Well, you don’t want to know how bad it was, but there was an accident and I ended up pulling a small girl from the wreckage. I went with her on the life flight to the hospital, but she didn’t make it.” Cherry was saddened and said, “Oh, that’s awful. I’m so sorry…” I said, “Everyone tells me that I ‘did it right’, but she is still gone and it sucks, you know?” Cherry nodded in understanding and asked, “What can I do to help?” I told her that just her being here was helping me already. It felt cheesy to say that, but it was true. I felt better just knowing that she was there for me. It was like her presence made me feel more complete; as if Katie’s untimely passing ripped a large portion of my heart out and Cherry replaced it just by showing up. When I told her how I felt, she just smiled ear to ear and hugged me close, putting her head on my chest. After hugging for a few moments, I suggested we go and sit on the couch for a while. I just wanted to hold her close to me. I sat on the couch and she snuggled up to me, leaning half-way on my lap and resting her head on my chest. I draped my arm over her, resting my hand on hers ...
    and I was absentmindedly running the fingers of my other hand through her light red hair. There was nothing overtly sexual about our cuddling; it was just very intimate and caring. Cherry was completely at ease and she closed her eyes; now resting her head in my lap. She was an absolute vision from every angle and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I began to commit every detail of her face to memory: every curve, every freckle, the way her eyelashes curled, the way dimples formed when she moved her mouth a certain way. We sat together for what must have been a few hours without moving or talking. My eyelids began to grow heavy and I was fading in and out of sleep. Cherry had been asleep for about 20 minutes when she began ‘talking’ in her sleep. Only, she wasn’t really talking: it was more like a vocal cadence. She was humming mostly single syllables in a monotone voice. After a few seconds of trying to figure out what she was doing, I remembered that she said she had been a cheerleader in school. ‘She must be remembering when she was in high school,’ I thought with an amused smile. Cherry interlocked her fingers with mine and brought our hands to rest tightly against her chest, right in between her magnificent breasts. Until that moment, there had been nothing sexual about being on the couch with her. But now I couldn’t stop looking at her chest and my dick was getting ideas, threatening to poke her in the back of her head. I was losing the battle with my growing erection ...
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