Part 4
Chapter 10.
"Oh God!" I said. "My sisters dead at the hand of my future wife!"
Alisha was shaking as she looked at me, her eyes were full of tears as she fell to the floor.
Just as I was about to get my phone and dial 911, Alexa took a deep breath as she opened her eyes and flailed around breaking free from Carries embrace. She was now hunching over face down trying to catch her breath since she was literally knocked out before. Her commotion brought Carrie to and she was looking at Alexa.
"Your ALIVE!" She screamed and slowly moved over to Alexa and started embracing her.
Both Alisha and I took notice of the commotion and were speechless looking at each other.
"What happened to me?" Alexa said still choking and trying to regain herself.
"My head and neck feel so sore." Alexa said, "Like I was hit by a linebacker!"
"You were," I said. "Miss Carrie Linebacker literally swung so hard, it knocked you out, unconscious for a while and we thought you were dead.
"She was dead," Carrie said matter of factly. "She stopped breathing for a while."
Alisha moved over to Alexa and was helping her.
"We better get some cloths on, come on Chad." Carrie said as she looked at me then she stood up and entwined her forearm and elbow into mine pulling me out of the bathroom.
"Wait, I need to take a shower!" I said quickly to Carrie as we were halfway down the hall.
She quickly yanked me back around and escorted me back into the bathroom.
We could see Alisha was holding Alexa up and helping her down the hall to her bedroom.
I heard Alisha say to Alexa "And YOU were the one who told me to never do anything with Chad."
Alexa just shook her head.
"Chad, go ahead honey I need a moment with the girls." Carrie said sympathetically.
"Look you two, you are my sisters, Right? We have shared a lot together... but somethings, uh... we just can't share right? My Knight is one of those. Right girls?" Carrie said firmly.
"Right Capen!" both Alisha and Alexa barked out in unison.
"Okay Great, I am so sorry Alexa, but you hurt me bad honey, real bad. And it's going to take a while for me to get over it." Carrie said calmly as she left the two girls.
Carrie was walking back down the hall and as she passed by the bathroom door, she overheard me in the shower.
She had a flash back to the first time she heard me in the shower, so she slowly crept inside the bathroom.
I had my back to the shower door and I heard it gently open.
"Hey there you need a hand with that?" Carrie said in a seductive voice.
I slowly turned around and she had her arms above her head holding onto the top railing of the shower door slide; making her tits perky and stand up real firm and sexy. I swooned at the site of that and she bit her lower lips staring into my eyes then she was sort-a swaying in and out while holding the top rail.
"Hey you know what?" She said as she let go of the rail. "I overheard some guy in the shower a short time ago,"
I just looked at her nodding.
"And He, He was Uh, you know? He was stroking his, Uh, his." She said slowly and tentatively as she reached forward toward me waist.
"His what?" I said as I moved closer to her.
She made contact with my dick and started stroking it very gently.
She was moving her head in a kind of I don't know motion as she looked into my eyes.
"His, his..." She said as she paused.
"His..." I said.
"His Bigggggg... FAAAATTTTT... C ahhh ck!" She said pronouncing every syllable distinctly.
"His Big fat cock?" I said looking at her as she nodded her head up and down slowly with her mouth now open in a lustful expression.
"Un Huh..." She said softy.
"And you know what else?" She said shyly looking at me sideways.
"Uh No... What else Carrie darling?" I said.
"He was fantasizing about, about..." She said with her eyes glued to mine.
"Fantasizing... No way? He was having fantasies about what?" I said.
"Fantasies about Fucking..." She said softy as she moved in closer to me holding my dick to her stomach.
"A cheerleader..."She said.
Then she held her finger to my lips in an effort to keep me from taking.
"She wasn't just any old... run of the mill... cheerleader," Carrie said.
I shook my head no slowly.
"Un huh, No... she was HOT!" Carrie said excitedly as she continued her lustful speak.
"Hot?" I said inquisitively.
"Oh yeah, she was REAL... HOTTTTT and she was captain of the squad." Carrie said as she moved into a cheer position with her one hand on her hips in a fist and was forcing her amazing round tits out to me.
"No way, wait...So you overheard some guy." I said.
"No... not just any guy," She said kissing my pecks and caressing my stomach.
"Nooooo, unt uh, this guy was smart! And he was tall, and he was a hunk." She said looking at me with yearning and passion biting her lower lip.
"So you over heard some hunky guy... who was in a shower... who had fantasies about fucking... the cheer captain?" I said.
"Yeah and you know what else?" She said.
I shook my head no, mouth open sensuously.
"She even had big round, firm tits ... And they were more than a handful!" She said quickly as she cupped her boobs with her small hands and lifted them up to me.
"See, with rock hard nipples..." She said quickly.
"And narrow waist." She continued as she put her hands to her sides, then tensed her stomach muscles as she caressed her tight flat stomach looking down at it.
"Six pack stomach... AND... a HUGE bu-bbbble bb uah tttttt!" Carrie said as she ever so slowly twisted at the waist in an incredibly smooth ballerina move, turned her back to me, and then arched her lower back shoving her big butt back toward me.
Then Carrie put one hand down and cupped her pussy sticking a finger or two inside and quickly finger fucked herself.
"And... she... had... a... Faattt... Jooocey... Puuss-say," She continued as she quickly brought that hand to her mouth she sucked her fingers in simultaneously swaying those awesome hips back and forth quickly.
"And you know what's different about the fantasy and what you going to have? Instead... of... having a fantasy... YOU... get... the real thing." She said as she slowly backed her butt to my now rock hard dick.
Carrie shifted her powerful legs wider apart, then put her wet pussy soaked fingers down between her legs and reached back for my swollen throbbing pecker, pressing the mid shaft to her pussy lips on the outside of her. She started moving her whole body back and forth riding me as she craned her head back looking up into my eyes while she was facing away from me.
I grabbed hold of her wide hips and was pulling her back to my stomach while she did this. I was now looking down in awe at her very deep ass cleavage and her super muscular hips and butt. Her physic was close to a body builder or top fitness model but and not overly exaggerated. She had the right amount of fat to make her an incredibly shaped, HOT female cheerleader.
I closed my eyes for a split second remembering my fantasy with her. But then quickly reopened them again to see she was beyond my original fantasy of her. The real thing or her real body was so much better than any fantasy I could dream of. We were in a fucking motion now with my dick outside her as she held me to her vortex. The biggest difference in a fantasy and real is feeling her soft warm skin. Hearing her moan and feeling her soft wavy mane flick back and forth across my torso. And there is nothing to compare to real pussy juice for lubricant.
She reached her other hand up to her mouth and stuck a few fingers inside and slobbered on them. Next she moved her soaking wet finger tips down to stoke my dick head which was sticking out in front of her slightly.