The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. I hope you have fun reading this sweet little one part story. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne
Here's a cliche that pretty much everyone knows...
All straight guys fantasize about being with a cheerleader. The desire goes back to the Second World War when most young men became soldiers and cheerleading turned into a female dominated activity.
Today, cheerleading ticks every box on a guy's sexual checklist: young, cute, perky, athletic, flexible, outgoing, energetic, and actually wanting people to watch them as they dance and tumble in adorable little outfits, flashing pretty smiles and flirty looks.
It's enough to turn any guy into a gibbering idiot.
What many guys don't know, however...is that girls who become cheerleaders are already aware of this.
Most of them begin cheering because they are naturally outgoing, have the gymnastic skills, and love being a part of a group of girl friends who enjoy having fun together.
...but they know.
They know that one of the benefits of being a cheerleader is commanding the attention of guys and being the object of their fantasies. Girls love to feel pretty, and desired. No matter how liberated a female is, there is a little part of her that wants to be the sex symbol...and being a cheerleader is a safe way of becoming every straight guy's fantasy girl.
That brings us to Robin.
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.
Because of her petite size, Robin was always a flyer and enjoyed 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.
After graduation, Robin went to a nearby university to work on a degree in international communication. Her studies were intense, and she rarely had time for any kind of social life, including cheering.
At the beginning of her sophomore year in college, Robin started dating Mark. He had actually gone to Sunny Park High School as well, but the two only knew each other tangentially at the time. They became friends during their first year at university and started dating the following summer.
One afternoon that fall, while Mark was over at Robin's dorm suite helping to clean out her closet, they accidentally found it...
"Oh my goodness!" Robin said pulling her high school cheerleading uniform out of a large storage container. "Mark, look what I found!"
Mark smiled and then sighed nostalgically, "Oh wow, I remember how cute you looked in that outfit."
Robin smiled and held up the blue and white uniform in front of her. 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.
"We weren't dating at the time," the cute ginger girl tilted her head slightly and began using her flirty voice, "were you thinking about me back then?"
"Are you kidding?" Mark asked rhetorically, "everyone thought about you."
"Really?" Robin's blue eyes sparkled.
Mark nodded.
"All the girls wanted to be just like you," he confirmed, gently caressing his girlfriend's cheek, "and all the guys wanted to be with you. I'm definitely the lucky one."
"You're really sweet," Robin blushed.
Mark's voice got softer as he made his request.
"I'd love to see you wearing it again."
"Oh, I don't know," Robin looked over the uniform, "it probably doesn't fit anymore."
Mark took the outfit and held it up against Robin.
"I'll bet it does," he countered, "you've still got that amazing petite figure you had two years ago."
Robin smiled shyly and then gently bit her lower lip in thought.
"Tell you what," Robin offered, taking the cheer uniform back, "I'll wear it for you, but only if you agree to meet me at Sunny Park High for the game this Friday night."
Mark pondered for a moment.
"It's Homecoming night isn't it?"
"Mmm hmm," Robin nodded, flirting with her beautiful blue eyes, "and I want you to dress up too. Wear a nice coat and bowtie, you know, something dapper."
Mark raised his eyebrows.
"What exactly did you have in mind?"
The cute ginger girl turned towards the full length mirror on the wall and posed with her cheerleader outfit held in front of her.
"Wait and see, sweetie."
"Okay," Mark agreed, "it sounds like fun."
Robin glanced back over her shoulder and flashed her boyfriend the most adorable smile.
"Oh, it will be."
***
Mark drove his charcoal colored car into the same student parking lot that he had used back when he was in high school at Sunny Park. Not much had changed during the past two years. The building was old but still in decent shape, and several extra structures had been added over the decades as the school grew.
The stadium was always the place to be on Friday nights during football season. Mark wasn't that big into sports, his personality being more artistic and intellectual. He did, however, enjoy going to the games to see friends, be social, and check out the cute girls that were there.
Or rather, one girl in particular.
The Sunny Park High School cheerleaders were always a talented group, but Robin had been a legend there. 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.
Mark didn't start dating Robin until after they both had graduated, but he spent many Friday nights admiring her from the stands.
Now that the two were dating and both in college together, Mark couldn't help but wonder exactly what Robin was planning for this Homecoming game...and also why she wanted them to meet there instead of riding together. Doing as he was told, Mark wore a tweed jacket and a blue silk bowtie he had kept from his senior prom a few years ago, along with a dress shirt and brown trousers. He almost looked like one of the teachers rather than a former student.
As Mark made his way to the stadium and through the admissions gate, he noticed just how crowded the stands were. It had been two years since he had been on campus, but a few people recognized Mark from his time there. He thought it was interesting how quickly the population of a high school changes until suddenly, hardly anyone knows who you are anymore.
Taking a seat in the stands, Mark looked around for Robin. The cheerleading squad had set up their floor mats on the track where they usually did their routines, but the girls were nowhere to be found.
The football team was warming up on the field and the band was playing some pre-game music for the crowd. The team was decent, and the band was good, but it was the extremely talented cheerleading squad that was always the big draw at Sunny Park High.
When the band had finished their pre-game set, some forgettable techno dance music started playing loudly over the sound system in the press box while an announcer spoke to the crowd.
"And now, students, staff, and alumni, please give a warm welcome to your own Sunny Park High School varsity cheerleaders..."
As the crowd started to applaud, about twenty high school girls in cheer uniforms came bouncing out of the inflatable "tunnel" that had been set up on the field. They were jumping, tumbling, and waving at the spectators as they made their way over to the floor mats set up on the track.
Lining up on both sides of the long matted area, the squad picked up their blue and white pompoms and shook them in the air as the percussionists in the marching band began a long drum roll.
Something was about to happen.
Suddenly, out of the tunnel came another cheerleader, running towards the mats between the two lines of girls.
When the crowd saw the ginger hair, they knew immediately who it was. Many people had seen Robin in action during previous years, and even the younger high school students had heard of her as a cheerleading legend.
As Robin reached the edge of the mats at full speed, she instantly went into a roundoff back handspring that continued all the way down the entire length of the mats.
The crowd gasped as Robin ended with a layout and then tagged on a backflip in which she spread her legs wide mid-air and came down to hit the mats in a full split. With her hands on her hips, Robin flashed the most adorable smile at her audience.
Mark's jaw was on the ground as the crowd went wild cheering for Robin and her amazingly epic entrance.
Bouncing up out of her full splits, Robin waved at her audience and began hugging members of the squad who she had cheered with two years before.
"Great job, Robin! Welcome home!" came the announcer's voice over the speakers.
Robin smiled and blew a kiss up to the press box. She loved the attention, and wearing the same cheerleader uniform she had worn in high school guaranteed that she received a lot of it.
The squad grabbed their pompoms and set up in a dance formation on the mats, with Robin in the center. As the forgettable techno music kicked back in, the cheerleaders broke into a routine that the squad had done for years. It was a crowd favorite because it involved both complex cheer stunts and hot dance moves.
