The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen.
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Robin hopped up the stairs of the Sunny Park Early College shuttle bus, her cute hair bow and cheerleader pompoms bouncing with each step. It was the first day of cheer practice for the upcoming school year, and the 18 year old teenager was looking forward to finally being part of the squad at SPEC.
Robin was an adorably cute ginger girl with a petite figure, perky little breasts, a tight rear, lovely smile, and gorgeous blue eyes. She was also very smart, always a straight A student and in all the academically gifted classes. As a result, when she applied to spend her senior year at Sunny Park Early College, she was accepted almost immediately.
For the past three years at Sunny Park High School, Robin had been a cheerleading legend. As the only ginger, she naturally stood out from the rest of the squad, but it was her talent as a flyer that had made her so popular. When Robin was tossed, she went higher than anyone, spread her legs the widest, and always had great form. Her balance was excellent during landings and she never showed any indication of nervousness. She loved being tossed and flipped by her teammates.
It also made her the center of attention.
With Robin's adorably cute smile, bouncy ginger curls, and spunky personality, she was always the high school cheerleader with the most admirers at Sunny Park High School.
Now, as a rookie on the Sunny Park Early College squad, she wanted to make sure she made a great impression, particularly since her reputation alone had gotten her a spot on the squad without even having to go through tryouts.
She loved wearing her uniform as well. The style was a little more traditional than modern cheer outfits. With the blue and white pleated skirt, sleeveless top that zipped in the back, white bobby socks, and cute saddle shoes, the effect was adorably retro.
Heading to the rear of the bus, Robin set her cheer bag and pompoms down, taking hold of the nearest bus pole.
"Oh please," a young man dressed in a smart tweed blazer and nice trousers immediately stood up and offered Robin his seat.
"Oh thanks," Robin flashed her adorable smile, "but I'm not..."
The cheerleader's sentence trailed off as she got her first look at the gentleman...
...the absolutely gorgeous gentleman.
Tall, slim, sophisticated, and dapper, with dark wavy hair and eyes a girl could get lost in for hours.
"You're not what?" he prompted.
It was only then that Robin realized her mouth had fallen open in awe at how handsome this man was. She had never in her life been rendered speechless by someone's looks before, but he had completely transfixed her attention.
"Oh," Robin finally snapped out of her trance, nervously tugging at her blue and white pleated cheerleader skirt...for some reason it had never felt quite so short before.
"I'm...not going very far," she managed to piece the words together, ending with a slightly embarrassed smile.
The gentleman smiled back as he sat down again.
"I'm Michael Hawkins," he introduced himself, "and you?"
"Robin," she did a cute curtsy, "Robin Byrd."
Michael raised his eyebrows amusingly.
"I know," she rolled her eyes, "my parents' idea of a joke."
"It's very sweet," Michael tried to make Robin feel more comfortable, "are you a new student here? I haven't seen you around before."
"Mmm hmm," Robin nodded, "I went to Sunny Park High School and for my senior year I got accepted to the...WOOOAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!"
Caught by surprise mid-sentence, the shuttle bus hit what must have been a hard bump, sending Robin flying at Michael. Instinctively trying to keep from face planting on the bus floor as she fell, Robin accidentally grabbed onto Michael's knees, catching herself as she ungracefully landed directly in front of him, her head between his legs and inches from his cock, her cheer skirt flying up in the process.
For a moment, Robin was frozen, looking up at Michael with the most beautiful blue eyes, her mouth open in shock at how embarrassingly she had landed.
Michael, on the other hand, seemed to be amused, glancing at Robin's adorably cute and tight as a drum rear in the reflection of the mirror facing him, the cheeks of her ass slightly spilling out of her blue spankies.
"Are you okay?" Michael asked brushing aside a lock of Robin's ginger hair that had fallen in front of her face.
"Ohmygod!" Robin found her voice, "I'm so sorry sir! I..."
Michael smiled.
"It's okay, really. Let me help you up."
It was only then that Robin realized she was still between his legs.
"Ohmygod, this is so embarrassing," Robin blushed as she took Michael's hand and used it to pull herself up, "I guess you've never had a ginger cheerleader on her knees in front of you before."
"Not recently," Michael tilted his head slightly and raised an eyebrow.
Robin smiled cutely at the sexual tension between them, smoothing down her skirt and brushing herself off as the shuttle bus came to a stop.
"Well, um, I need to get myself off," Robin's eyes widened when she realized the Freudian slip.
"I mean...I need to get off...HERE...this is where I get off...the bus...I mean."
Instead of replying, Michael simply smiled and handed Robin her cheerleading bag.
The doors opened and Robin bounced down the stairs.
She couldn't wait to get off.
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Jennifer Fox took her blue and white pompoms out of her cheerleading bag and carried them over to the track where the Sunny Park Early College cheerleaders were congregating for practice. The stadium was empty except for a few groundskeepers working on lining the football field.
In some ways, Jennifer was your stereotypical cheerleader, blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty smile, perky breasts, toned legs, and a great rear. What wasn't typical was that this knockout cheerleader with model looks also had a sharp mind, reading books just as often as doing her hair.
Tossing her pompoms down, Jennifer sat down on the long thick gymnastics mat the girls would place on the track for safety. Spreading her legs out in front of her, the blonde began her stretching routine as she spotted a cute ginger cheerleader bouncing down the concrete stadium stairs towards her.
Having transferred into Sunny Park Early College from a high school across the city, Jennifer had never met the legendary Robin Byrd before, but she definitely knew of her. Jennifer wasn't really the jealous type when it came to cheering, but the competitor in her wanted to see exactly how good the ginger flyer actually was.
Robin reached the track, saying hello to several other cheerleaders that she already knew from their time together at Sunny Park High School over the past few years. Noticing Jennifer by herself, Robin trotted over to greet her with her adorable perky smile.
"Hi there! I don't think we've met before. I'm Robin."
"Jennifer," she smiled back, introducing herself in the middle of a hamstring stretch.
"I know all the cheerleaders that came from Sunny Park High, so you must have transferred from somewhere else."
"Ocean Harbor High," Jennifer replied switching her stretch to her opposite leg.
"Oh, that's a good school for cheering isn't it?"
"It's not bad," Jennifer replied, "when you get past the fact that the school letters sound like you're asking a question."
"OHH?" Robin surmised.
"Exactly," Jennifer rolled her eyes as Robin plopped down facing her, placing her own shoes up against her new partner.
The two cheerleaders joined hands and began pulling slowly back and forth, taking turns stretching each other.
"That's hilarious," Robin commented, "did you at least have a decent mascot?"
"The Hurricanes," Jennifer sighed.
