1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 6)


    Date: 8/16/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Female/Female, Male/Teen Female, Romance, Author: Muke Hunt Hz, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    thanked us for coming and it was perhaps the most genuine ‘thank you’ I’d ever heard. Cherry changed into her dark clothes before we left the party and headed for the trucking distribution center; she still didn’t know where we were going or what I had planned and I wasn’t telling her until we got there. It didn’t even come up in the conversation. Cherry said, “Thank you for what you did for Olivia.” I said, “Don’t thank me: she did it.” Cherry said, “She wouldn’t have been able to do it without you! You really helped her tonight!” I replied with a wink, “I was just her muse.” She picked up on my reference from our earlier ‘muse conversation’ and said, “You’re not funny.” I said, “Yes I am: that’s why you are having trouble hiding a smile right now!” Cherry put the back of her hand to her mouth to hide her widening smile and turned to look out the passenger window. “Ok: you’re a little funny,” she said. Then she added, “Fine! A muse does help.” I said, “There: was that so hard to admit?” Cherry said, “Well played, Mr. Mann—well played.” We were just getting to our destination when Cherry couldn’t resist curiosity any longer. “You realize there isn’t much out here, right? What are we going to do, anyway?” she asked. Pulling the car into a nearby parking lot, I said, “We are going to play a game.” She said, “A game? Out here?” Pointing to the distribution center, I said, “In there.” She said, “Look at that place! They have security for sure! We’re going to get caught! And what ...
    kind of game are we going to play in there?” I said, “Leave the security up to me: I have a plan.” I didn’t tell her about the surely sleeping guard. “As for the game, I’ll tell you once we are inside.” We got out of the car and made our way through the gate while sticking to the darkest shadows. It was easy enough since the place was as dark and quiet as a church cemetery. We slipped between some parked big rigs and in no time we were at the back of the lot and in almost complete darkness. Only the moon (and some lights from town reflecting off of clouds) lighted our way. We found the approximate center point of the back fence. I whispered, “This spot is where the game starts and ends.” Cherry asked, “What’s the game? How do we play?” I asked, “Have you ever played ‘capture the flag’?” She said, “Sure…” I explained, “This game is a lot like that. But we aren’t going to use a flag: we are going to use our clothes—all of them!” “WHAT?! ARE YOU CRAZY?!” she yelled in a whisper. As I started removing my clothes I said, “I’m going to hide my clothes over on this side somewhere; you are going to hide yours over there. When they are hidden, we meet back here and the game starts. Whoever finds the other’s clothes and makes it back here first wins. The only rules are: you have to keep all of the clothes together in one pile and no hiding them in or past the trucks—you have to stay back here where it’s dark. I would recommend staying very quiet since some of these trucks might still ...
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