cheerleading fun

Jillian

After I'd gotten myself off with my shower massager, I changed into a short leather mini skirt and fitted suede Versace halter top. I still had plenty of time, so I thought I'd drop by Silent's and see who I could sucker into losing some money. I'd been playing pool since I was old enough to walk. Monty, our former butler spent hours teaching me the tricks of the trade, and now I could hustle anyone. Of course, using my tits as a distraction didn't hurt my game at all. It even worked with women 90% of the time.

As I was walking in I saw a familiar figure walking out, saying "Ain't noone in here I can't beat." Jeff!! I'd known Jeff for a couple of years, and always thought he was an enormous sweetheart, but a major pushover. It's always been my opinion that he lets Dev walk all over him, which was a shame, since he adored her.

Anyway, Jeff set forth a challenge. He wanted to play a dollar a ball, but I upped the ante to two dollars a ball, I'd planned on making my self $30 richer, but just as we were racking up his pager went off. Devon needed a ride. Oh well, as P.T. Barnum once said, "There's a sucker born every minute." I'd find another human ATM before I left. As he went to go call her back, I looked across the table at Erik Jade. "Interesting color you've chosen for your hair."

"You like it, huh?" he grinned his cocky grin at me. I chalked up my stick and blew the extra dust off, making sure my lips made a perfect "o".

"Yeah, it kinda reminds me of a smurf." I giggle as his face drops briefly, then he recovers himself, putting his game face back on. "I'm just kidding."

"Yeah, babe, whatever." I don't think he knew quite what to make of me, but then I didn't quite know what to make of him either. I wondered how he and Jeff came to be hanging out together.
 
Gawd I hate that I do this. Give in to the rich bitch. But she's got so much a what I don't. And muss up her lipstick? guess not. But mine fer sure.

Clean up! she barked. Jeff will be here in a few minutes. Pulling those seven thousand dollar pants up.

I disappeared into her one acre bathroom with an Olympic size tub and redid my face. When I came out she gave me a hug. Thanks Ang, that was kinda nice of you. I tried to kiss her, juss on the cheek, but she pulled away. Jeez Angela! wanna get that cheap smearey lipstick all over me?

What's wrong with me? I gotta kill this bitch. Why do I wanna kiss her?
 
Jillian

Jeff came back and told Erik that Devon and Angie needed a ride to the party. Well, I guess since they are on their way I may as well, get over there too. I thought. Putting my stick down, I followed the guys out to the parking lot. As I slid into my Cherry Red 2000 Porsche Boxster, I heard Jeff tell me to drive carefully!

"I always do sweetie!" I call with a wave. Especially with all this very expensive alchohol in my back pack!

OOC: Let the fun begin!

[Edited by Indika on 10-23-2000 at 10:22 PM]
 
~Seeing as I just shoved my foot down my throat I had no choice~ "Is a buck a ball fine by you?" ~Shit the outfit she was in. Fuck. How am I suppose to be a girl in a halter top that might as well be painted on and a skirt so damn short that every time she shoots she flashes the damn room? Still fuckin' with me huh GOD.~

"A buck a ball?!? Don't waste my time son, least a 2 a ball, and you say you got game please?"

"Fine 2 a ball I'll rack if ya don't mind." ~well this is gonna take some effort but I got it covered, cuz I'm the best~ *beep, beep, beep*

"Who the fuck could be pagin' me at this time?" Looking at the pager I recognized the number. "Hey Jillian I gotta take a rain check on this one, it's Dev she's pagin' me."

"Still whipped huh Jeff?"

"Eric BITE ME!"

I found the nearest phone and called Dev back. ~Yeah I know I shoulda waited awhile so it doesn't seem like I'm always at her beck and call, but what are ya gonna do?~

"Hey Dev, I got yer page what do ya need? Pick ya up sure no prob. ~Why the fuck is she breathin' so hard anyways?~ "Hey Dev you okay over there?" ~Okay I definitely heard a moan that time, damn these initiations must be somethin'~ "Okay Dev gimme like a half hour...but Dev it's just one quick...I know but it's only...fine I'll shoot pool some other time shit." ~Lousy bitch not evenin' like I'm her boyfriend or even remote love interest. Ahhh bite my tongue bite my tongue.~ "Okay I'm on my way."

Walkin' back I saw Eric and Jillian talkin' ~Damn guys insatiable he fucked Angie now he wants Jillina. Shit~ "Jillian I'll see ya later, I gotta go get Angie and Dev, lets go Eric, and this time don't make such a scene. Shit."

"I'll shoot one tomorrow with ya Jillian, is it cool if we shoot and my place."

"Yeah sure that's cool, but we'll up the stakes." She smirks

"Fine whatever, but least cover up somewhat this time okay?"

"Wouldn't dream of it."

"Whatever, come on Eric lets go."
 
OOC: didn't see the post before mine lol

As we walked out Jillian came out with us, she had a car just about as bad ass as mine. "Drive safe Jillian."

"I always do sweetie" ~Sweetie? One minute she's tryin' to shark me and the next it's sweetie. whatever, I'm late as is.~
 
Drew

I couldn't contain my excitement about tonights initiation. I wonder if Misti had any idea of what was in store for her, I thought to myself.

I stepped out of the shower and padded into my bedroom, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the carpet. The towel wrapped around my body dropped to the floor as I opened the wardrobe cupboard to find something to wear, leaving me standing naked. I couldn't help but admire myself in the full length mirrors on each door, cheerleading had really kept my body in great shape.

Eventually I pulled out a pair of black, leather hotpants and a sheer, white midriff which showed off my smooth, taut belly.

To finish off the outfit I added a pair of silver, hoop earrings and my white, lace up knee high boots. I quickly applied my makeup and strode out of the room towards the carport.

I started up the shiny, black z3 and pointed it in the direction of Mistis' house.
 
So I'm prowlin like a nervous cat on the parking pad in front of the seventeen car garage. They have an antique buggy in there. A buggy. I mean who has a buggy? Wired by the lil scene up in her bedroom. Waiting for Jeff. Jeez, and I thought I kissed her royal ass. Talk about pussy whipped.

The Devster mother henning me. Tugging "her" sweater down, brushing over my breasts with her hands. I swear Angie, if you got any of my wet on that cashmere you're gonna pay for it!

Chill rich bitch! I bark sounding tough, I ain't doin a lewinsky with your sweater, so chill! And wet? you'd ever go down on me for a change you'd find out what wet is.

Building up a head of steam. I keep going.

Wet? you? jeez ice queen, I go down on your muff I gotta bring the Evian!

She pinches my nose. Pinches my nose? huh?

I love trailer trash, smiling, always a great sense a humor.

Grrrrr. Like to hook her up to that buggy and find a whip!
 
misti

i hear a car drive up and i make sure the wet bar is fully stocked as i rush to door, not sure who will arrive first, my nipples ahrd and tingling with anticipation. intiation...and she had such a lusty look on her face when she said it......
 
Jillian

I pull into Misti's driveway close to seven. I can see her looking through her front window at me and I wave as I get out of the car. Pulling my backpack full of the finest liqours, I smile thinking about tonight. Initiations are the best part of being a cheerleader.

I walk to the door and Misti opens before I even have to knock. "Looks like I'm the first one here!" I smile at her.

She smiles back and says, "You are! Hey, why'd you miss practice today?"

I sigh, "My parents had something they wanted me to do."

Misti looks at me, expecting me to explain, but I didn't continue, so she just shrugged. "Well, the other girls should be here soon."

"Yeah, Devon and Angie should be just a couple of minutes behind me, Jeff was picking them up and we left Silent's at the same time." Mentioning Jeff made me think of Erik. Man, that boy had a body!! I could take him for a ride ... in my porsche, in my cunt... whatever! Calm down girl... your panties are already damp! "So, let's get the party started!" I cry and run over to the stereo to turn on some tunes!

The stereo is blasting out Foo Fighters, "Learn To Fly" and I begin grinding my way around the living room.
 
Drew

I parked the z3 in Misti's driveway behind Jillian. I wondered where Dev and Angie had disappeared to, it was unlike Dev to be late to an initiation.

I got out of the car, smoothing down my leather hotpants, grabbed the neatly wrapped initiation gift and headed towards the front door.

The gift contained an assortment of body and massage oils, a pair of handcuffs, a hot pink, rubber dildo, a set of ben-wa balls (I'd have to tell her to use them during cheerleading practice, the feeling was exquisite!), and a blindfold.

ooc: sorry for the cross post!


[Edited by Arielle on 10-25-2000 at 12:14 AM]
 
Devon smiled at Angie. She loved trailer trash, she thought, it was so dirty. Plus, it ate pussy like it was born doing it.

Leading Angie outside, she waited at the curb with her for Jeff to hurry and get his ass over there. Turning, she scanned the way her clothes fit on Angie's body.

"Angie, you actually look kind of hot with my old clothes on you,"Devon said, circling her,"Not like yourself at all. In fact,"she dropped her voice and walked up behind her, pressing her breasts against Angie's back and her pussy into her ass,"You look almost good enough to eat."

Angie turned and looked at her and Devon smiled slightly. Just then a car pulled up and caught them in the pose. It was Jeff and Eric.

"Later,"Devon whispered before turning and flouncing over to the car,"Get my bag, will you Jeff?"
 
misti

I smiled as the first two guests arrived jill turned up music and began moving sluttily around room. i licked lips as drew arrived.

"ooooh a gift,...you shouldn't have"
 
Jillian

So, Drew had brought a gift. I decided I should present the assortment of alchohol I had brought after she opened Drew's gift.

In my bag was some Cristall Vodka, Glenmorangie Scotch Whiskey, and some Rum that Mommy and Daddy had picked up on a long ago trip to the Carribean. I guess they do their drinking away from each other, because they certainly don't touch the stuff at home.

I waited to see what Drew had brought.
 
I watched Jillian speed off ~She's got a nice set, and the car ain't bad either~ *Smirks* Me and Eric hauled ass for Dev's house.

"Shit Jeff slow down man, what's you're hurry?"

"We're late man, don't wanna keep the girls waiting."

"Fuck man you are pussy whipped."

"Look Angie will be there, ahhh I see that got your attention, so shut the fuck up and hold on." ~Okay so maybe I was goin' a tad fast, I mean is 70 that bad. Then again it was a 35 zone, but I'm not whipped really I'm not. Ya know the sayings true, if you're gonna lie you gotta be able to believe it for yourself.~ *sigh* roundin' the corner to Dev's house I could tell she looked pissed. I got outta the car to open the door for her and she tossed a bag into my hands. "Get my bag, will you Jeff?" ~Doesn't look like I have much of a choice, but I'm not whipped.~

"Yeah no prob Dev," ~I could just see Eric laughin' his ass off over this.~ Puttin' the bag in the trunk I opened the door for Angie and Eric to get it. ~Knowin' my luck they'll probably be fuckin' again makin' all kinds a noise and shit like that.~ After Dev was in I floored it to the light. "So Dev how far is Misti's house?"

"About 20 mins, but I bet this car of yours could do it in less. Please Jeff for me." ~Damn it the fuckin' puppy dog eyes again. Ya know these notes to myself really aren't working, why do I even bother~

"Eric, Angie if your quite finished fuckin' each other's brains out or haven't started yet then stop or don't start, cuz I won't be responsible for the bruises you get." I floored it straight to Misti's all the while I could tell that Eric was disgusted to how whipped I was. ~yeah yeah I'm whipped okay shit~ We made it to Misti's in 5 mins, what can I say my wheels can beat anybody's.

"Jeff could you carry my bag to the door please, thanxs."

Angie and Dev were walkin' up the door, and I saw Eric give me this look. "How do you put up with that shit man, it's not evenin' as if she was puttin' out to you?"

"Cuz she's my friend Eric okay."

"Friend?!?! Friend?!?! You call that a friend, she bosses you around, demands you to do this and that, face it man she's got you so whipped that it's pathetic."

"You know what Eric, FUCK YOU."

"JEFF" ~Shit forgot about Dev at the door~ I ran up to the porch but well I...I tripped on the front step, yeah I know intelligent huh. Well the bag fell outta my hands and the contents were scattered everywhere...
 
OOC: Don't know if you need another cheerleader, or maybe I could be the stat keeper for the football team or somethin? Let me know. :)
 
great six cheerleaders makes for even pairs.....for later...*grin*

i vote hell yeah another cheerleader would be ...*grin* fucking good
 
Devon got into the car and tossed her hair. She could practically see the steam rising from the backseat as Angie crawled over Eric to get to the other side. At one point, she actually straddled his lap for a second and Devon could have sworn she ground her butt into his cock. Fucking white trash, she thought.

Jeff began to drive but way too slow. Devon licked her lips and pouted, her eyes big in fake innocence.

"About 20 mins, but I bet this car of yours could do it in less. Please Jeff for me."

Jeff promptly hit the gas and she laughed in delight. Devon loved the way she could boss him around by being such a tease. Time to toss the dog a bone, she thought.

"Thanks, Jeff,"she said, lowering her voice and leaning in towards him, running her fingers up his arm. "I love the way you do things for me. I really appreciate it."

They had reached the house by then and she popped out of the car slowly and began to go up the drive. Jeff could you carry my bag to the door please, thanxs."

Just then, he stumbled and scattered everything all over. "Jeff, you clumsy asshole!"she said, as Angie and Eric began to giggle. Eric had already grabbed her see through nightie and held it up to his body. "Give me that,"she said, snatching it away.
 
Cassandra Andrews (Cassie)

OOC: 5'1" light brown hair just below shoulder length, hazel eyes, 34B, 25, 34, 108 (gets to be the top of the pyramid ;))
She feels like she gets over looked cause she's short & all, so she had a loud, boisterous personality. Missed practice because of a poorly timed dentist appointment made by her mother. (look ma, no cavities! :D)

IC: I pull up Misti's drive in my fully restored, cherry red, '65 notchback Mustang (an 18th birthday present from mom & dad) I hope Dev isn't too pissed at me for missing practice, but there's no arguing with my mom about dental health! (she's some what of a new age hippie/health freak) To make up for it though I had brought along my little "toy chest" which contained all sorts of interesting things.

OOC: feel free to make up what ever is in my "toy chest" as needed! :)

IC: As I pull up I see that Dev & Angela are just arriving, at least I'm not late for the party too! I park my car & grab my bag, as I'm heading to the door, Jeff trips carrying Dev's bag and then there's smurf boy himself holding Dev's nightie up like he wants to try it on. Dev snatches it away from him as I walk up behind him.

"Jeeze Erik, trying to go for the complete Rodman look I see."

[Edited by goddess_euphoria on 10-26-2000 at 12:19 AM]
 
Jillian

Devon and Angie finally arrived which got me very excited ... that meant that we could really start the party soon!! I noticed that Devon had brought her bewitching see-through nightie and my panties were instantly wet. I'd have to thank Erik for showing it off to all of us, later!! Tonight was about the babes, and what fucking hot babes we all were. I couldn't wait to get my hands on the other girls.
 
Angie Arrives with Devon

Those two, the golden couple. He is so adorable and she’s makes him dance like a marionette. And how about you Angie Girl? Who just got called in like a lap dog to eat her pussy. Arf arf, lap lap. She threw him a bone in the car, gawd the guy gets a touch on his arm and he melts, but she’s pissed now. Clothes scattered all over, Eric flaunting her baby doll. And I can see a dirt spot on her new jumper. I ain’t gonna be the one to point that out.

But she puts her arm around me as we go in, look who’s melting now, whispering to me. Don’t stray too far pussy cat, we need to finish what we started back there. And plus I assume you brought some a that mexican gold you score all the time?

It’s expensive Devon, I growl, but yes I did. No one ever chips in!

Well sweetie? you don’t expect me to drive to that neighborhood do you?

Now walking away with her back turned. But there’s the booze and I need some! Sayin hi to Misti, that tiny new girl, and Drew. Misti opening a gift, gawd another social blunder Angie, who said we should bring gifts? What difference would it make, I ain’t got a dime to spend on one.

Hi Jilli! Brightening up as I get over to Jill’s neatly stacked row of liquor. Jeez the good stuff huh? I say, impressed. Me pouring a vodka over ice.

Nothin but the best for you darling, she coos, always so nice. But always prowling. Tugging "my" cashmere sweater down a little, admiring. Dev’s old stuff always looks so good on you Angela. You’re lucky you’re her size.

Thanks Jilli. Wanting to say, when is somebody gonna say "nice outfit Ang" and not use "Dev’s old clothes" in the same sentence? Now I guess I’ll get the jumper with the stain on it. Course it is cute. Me in a jumper, working that whole twelve year old look.

Jill puts her chin on my should, whispers in my ear. Come on Kowolski (last name), we get you a little liquored up you finally gonna let us in on what you got on that dweeb Mr. Vice Principal Ketchup?

Mmmmmmm, special favors and I’ll tell special secrets, I purr, and then impulsively I smack her! No not hit her. Kissing her right on the mouth, my tongue in and everything. Her mouth warm and tasting slightly of whiskey and peppermint. Right out in front of everyone. Let DevBitch stew on that.
 
OOC: Um... whats the saying? If you can't beat 'em... no, that doesn't quite work for what I've got in mind... um... where there's a will, there's a way? ;)

Marcia Drake- an old girlfriend of Devon's, british, moved to America about six years ago from Britain. A bit of a tomboy - about the only time anyone remembers her wearing tights was the time she played Peter Pan in the college play one year. Was quite a star attraction on the girl's track team - won several events for the college. Cute, 'boyish' looks, short dark hair, blue eyes, small but pert breasts, long legs (she was a very good sprinter). Left America about two years ago to go back to London, to attend her father's funeral there (leaving her a large sum of money in the will in the process), lost touch with her friends about one year ago.


The telephone call... bring-bring...bring-bring...

"Hiya! Guess who - you've got three guesses and the last two don't-"

"Marcia? Marcia!! Haven't heard from you in what, a year or so now?"

"Aw, my accent gave me away didn't it? <giggle> I know, I'm sorry, didn't mean to lose touch... How are you, Devon?"

"I'm great, thanks! Yourself? How's London been treating you?"

"Doing good. It was okay... glad to be back over here now though!"

"You're back over?"

"Yeah! Moved back into town a couple of days ago, looking up my friends, I must have a ton of goss to catch up on..."

"I'll say!"

"What you doing tonight? Maybe we can get together and have a few drinks?"

OOC: I'll describe Marcia now (it's been two years after all) if and when invited?
 
6 is kind of a full house

sorry kepic, you snooze you lose, i'm afraid i'm setting limit at six....it's tough enough to keep names straight in real life don't want to be screwing them up here to....plus anymore at party and we'll all be fumbling with posting at same time and incongruity and crap
 
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