1. Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 3)


    Date: 9/23/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Erotica, Hardcore, Male/Teen Female, Romance, School, Young, Author: Muke Hunt Hz, Rating: 96.1, Source: sexstories.com

    need you putting your life and the lives of anyone else at risk because you’re not 100%. I’m sure your head is telling you that you are ready. But if your heart starts taking over at the wrong time and makes decisions for you, then it’s bad for everyone. Coming here for a social visit just makes it take longer. Understand?” I knew he was right and nodded my head—slightly embarrassed that I hadn’t thought of that myself. I asked, “How will I know for sure when I’m ready?” Chief said matter-of-factly, “You’ll just know. You won’t wonder if you are ready: you will KNOW that you are ready.” I put my hand out to shake hands and thank Chief for always giving me good advice. To my surprise, he took my hand and pulled me in for one of those ‘manly hug/slaps on the back’. Luckily for me it was the other shoulder with the stitches! Before I turned to leave, Chief said, “We look forward to you coming back, but until then, get the fuck out of here.” I smiled and said, “Roger that, Chief. Thanks.” I left the station and, for lack of much else to do, I went for a drive. I considered going to watch Cherry practice, but figured her mom might be picking her up afterwards and it would not be good to have her catch me there after our talk earlier. Thoughts drifted back and forth between Cherry and Katie; the girl on the back of my mind at all times it seemed. After driving for a while, I suddenly realized that I was at the intersection of the accident and I pulled over to the side of the road ...
    to look at the scene. The car and debris had been removed, of course. There were still small pieces of glass all over the road, evidenced by the sunlight glinting off of them. I noticed for the first time that the truck’s tires didn’t start to make skid marks until it was at least 25 yards past the point of impact and I just shook my head in disbelief—he must have been going at the truck’s top speed. There were gouges in the pavement leading away from the intersection; no doubt from the engine block/transmission as it tumbled down the road. Cars were zipping along the road as if nothing significant had ever happened here. Life goes on, as they say. Sitting at the intersection wasn’t doing me much good mentally, and it occurred to me that I was ‘still on the job’. Understanding Chief’s advice to ‘get the fuck out of here’ a little more thoroughly, I decided to just go back home and get some sleep. I figured Cherry wouldn’t be able to call after practice because she’d be getting picked up by her mom and receiving the riot act from her. After stripping down do my boxers, I plopped down in bed but figured I’d be awake for hours because I didn’t feel tired. Ironically, I was fast asleep within moments. I slept deeply, thankfully; I clearly needed it. As I awoke, I was dimly aware of someone lightly, and with rhythm, tapping on my shoulder—the injured one. Knowing I SHOULD be alone in the apartment, I shot upright in surprise. Eyes now fully open and all senses on high alert, I saw ...
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