As the school pep assembly ended the Cheerleaders all raced below the gym to their locker room to shower away the sweat and change out of their uniforms.
The beautiful brunette Becca Wright kept a fearful glance over her shoulder. She had a funny feeling that she was being targeted. Now that her friends Violet and Zoe had fallen under the spell of Monica Gift and her braless brigade's hijinks it was only a matter of time.
As all the girls abandoned clothing in favor of a hot shower Becca took her time. Being the last girl nude she crept ever so slowly into the shower room. The laughter and gossip feeding into each girl made for good times. Even those Cheerleaders that knew the least were now discussing how erotic that last dance with the Varsity players was.
Becca hated to admit it but she did enjoy that free for all.
None of them appeared in any hurry to leave the shower. All soaping up and giggling at their adventure. Bragging and talking up certain boys kindling their desires for them. Becca had her own thoughts of admiration but she just couldn't embrace it. She had been dumped way too many times. Sure guys wanted her but overall she wanted more. A real relationship.
At any rate She decides to ignore her nagging feelings and cleanse her stunning body of sweat and merely listen to the ramblings of the other girls. Most of the conversation consisting of Violet's bravery. Also asking how good Trey's tongue was. That secret was hard to hide.
Soaping up became a lathering paradise. Beautiful young ladies slick and personal. Every nipple in the room was bullet hard. Even Becca's.
While the gossip mounted nobody involved heard anyone enter their space. Without warning the gallery of girls were joined by Monica Gift and her Braless Brigade. In stepped Amber, Kendra, Cheyenne, Rosa, Tamara, and Thea. The reunion led to laughter and hugs. Becca merely isolated herself and dreaded the future. The sole attention thus far in congratulating Violet and chatting things up with the cheerleaders who knew so very little at this point. It became a recruiting drive on Monica's part.
None of the young women were in any hurry to finish showering. This almost seemed like a Bi-Orgy. Girls touching girls. Some kissing. Some tempting others. Amusing yet terrifying none the less.
Becca was finally approached by Monica. Easing her way through the gauntlet. Reaching Becca Monica Gift folds her arms across her breasts crushing them into a delicious cleavage. With a glaring smirk Monica sticks her tongue out.
"Hey beautiful. Stop stressing. I can feel your blood pressure from here."
"Just leary of you Monica. I'm not so sure I'm into this initiation thing you have going. I'm not a slut."
"Every woman is a slut. It just hides well until the time is right. You fantasize about boys right?"
"Yeah! But, that's in my private thoughts. I don't go around offering up my goods. I want a relationship, not just a fuck buddy."
Monica puckers, "I think we all want that. But, some of us are more demanding."
"I'm not. I'm content waiting on my knight in shining armor."
"Anyone Knight in particular?" Monica grew curious.
"Maybe. I'd rather not say. He doesn't even notice me."
"Come on. Now you have me guessing. Who?" She giggles dancing in step.
"Why do you care? Before your shaving incident in the gym we never really looked at each other. Let alone talk or strike up a friendship."
"That would be because you Cheerleaders tended to stick together. Branching out might help. I'm just as guilty. I stuck to myself a good long time. Once I came out of my shell everyone liked me."
"Every Guy liked you. Come on how many guys in the senior class have you had sex with in the last two months alone?"
"Lots. I'll have more before we graduate. That's just me. I'm a nympho." Monica smugly shrugs.
"Something to be proud of. I can't wait to sign your yearbook."
"Speaking of the yearbook. You're on the yearbook staff right?"
"Yeah?"
"Good. I have ideas for the yearbook but of course I'm not on staff. Mischief stuff." She winks.
"Uh-huh! No way am I putting risque pictures in the yearbook." Becca rolls her eyes shaking her head.
With a wink Monica challenges the beauty, "I'll change your mind."
"Nice try."
Before the two girls could continue their tug of war mentally, a new arrival popped into the girls locker room. Loud laughter and squeals erupted as the school Mascot, Carson jumped into view of the showering flock. Roaring at the top of his lungs and beating his chest. Girls cringe at his pawing at them daring to step amongst them in a trajectory toward the giddy Zoe Klein. The blond loving that Carson was brave enough to wade through and attack her with his affections.
Hugging her tightly he swings her around under the water, uncaring that his Tiger costume was getting ruined. It would dry before the big game. Besides the school had a secondary uniform in case of a wardrobe malfunction. Today Carson was stalking his prey.
Watching the Tiger terrorize Zoe the girls grew eager to offer their own whistles and encouragement. Their distraction would be their undoing. All backs facing the interior none of them noticed more arrivals. Boys! Lots and lots of boys. Lots and lots of naked boys. All led by Darius Howard and the Varsity. Including Monica's friends Shane and Holden. Toby and Justin. 15 boys had snuck in from across the hall.
With school out these Seniors were all that was left. At least to their knowledge. Monica had gotten the approval of certain Teachers to create this stunt. Coach Randall most of all. He stood ready to run interference. Deciding that his Team's winning streak deserved a chance to blow off steam. That and Monica promising him sex with four girls at one time. That was the big push.
"WHAT'S UP LADIES?" Darius hollared over their giggles.
Silence immediately struck. Cheerleaders turning around to see the congrgation of swinging cocks. Some girls panicked covering their private parts. Others flaunted what God gave them. The big surprise being the Cheerleaders, Kelly and Thelma. Thelma had dated Darius before. She knew how good that guy was in bed.
Leading the charge Darius stormed the shower room leading his team to victory yet again. Thelma reached out for a hug from Darius but he dodged her to reach Cheyenne. Her expression of loss switched to jealousy. What did he see in Cheyenne? Thelma's ego led her to believe she was far better looking. Not that young Stacy Dash imposter.
Guys chose girls. Girls chose guys. Shane and Holden running out of options. Then they notice Monica and Becca. Becca hiding behind Monica with a glint of horror. Monica stood by Becca yet coaxed Shane and Holden toward them. Hearing Becca whimper, "Oh My God! It's him."
Monica peaks her brow at hearing the girl's admission. Wondering which boy she referred too. Pucking Monica swivels in step facing Becca. With a stern look Monica grips Becca by her biceps.
"Fess up. Who are you liking?"
"Shane. I can't face him like this."
"Why not? He's obviously not ashamed of what he has between his legs."
Becca hadn't even ventured there. Her eyes shivering in their sockets until she dares to note his beast swinging. Not truly erect even amid all this pussy. Why wasn't he hard? Becca whined until He stood behind Monica.
"You can do this. Get him to notice you." Monica presses her forehead against Becca's wet mane drooping over her eyes. Beside them Monica reaches to a tray on the wall holding a bar of soap. Tossing it over her shoulder for Shane to catch. Nearly dropping it he blushes.
Swiftly Monica abandons Becca and moves behind Holden. Grabbing Holden by his cock to lead him away awkwardly. This left Shane facing Becca with a bit of embarrassment.
"Ummm! Hey Becca. Need some suds?"
She wanted to cry but Shane stood there bashfully trying not to stare at her covered body. Her hands over her thighs and chest. Whimpering she nods. Hesitantly. She had liked Shane for months but in all reality did her best to ignore him. It was a Cheerleader code to go after the hottest boys. Shane was cute just no stud. Yet, in her heart she admired Shane. He always seemed so down to Earth.
Risking her future reputation Becca lowers her hands and lets him see her vibrant glossy body. Her fingers moving up to remove her raining bangs from her eyes. Stepping back under the cascading shower. She then pouted toward him. Her mating call without the sex.
Edging in he lathers his hands while trembling, then caresses her shoulders and neckline. Her eyes never leaving his. He melted in her gaze. Big brown eyes that remained innocent. Allowing him to continue he soaps her arms. Bypassing her chest. Moving instead to her belly until he bordered her thin pubes. She shivered at his nearness. Feeling his exhales across her thigh.
Journeying to her legs he gracefully treats each limb tenderly. Going so far as to lather her feet and in between her toes. She weeped at his gentle respect. Deciding to turn around she wonders what he might do. He merely stands up from his crouched position and washes her back. Again ignoring her heart shaped ass with a bit of extra firmness.
Beyond his gaze she cups her chest with both hands and almost wishes he would touch more. Instead he reaches over her and hands her now available hand the bar of soap. Eyes flaring she feels him lean in and lightly kiss her shoulder before standing by as she turns back around.
Eye contact leads her to venture beyond her comfort zone. With soapy palms she dares to soap his chest and shoulders. Fingers moving south. Kneeling slowly she glides amid the upper pubes before shyly going around his genitals. It was impossible not to admire his beast. Yet, why was it not erect? Did he feel the same nervousness she was holding in?
Her attention wavers a bit to look around her. Every girl there was doing the same. Either soaping up the boys or they lathering the girls. Every girl there was going further. Tits being squeezed. Pussy's rubbed. Dicks in their hands. Only Amber Welch was sucking cock. She couldn't resist her boy Carlos. Yet, nobody was fucking.
Not even Darius and Cheyenne. Somehow Darius had coaxed Thelma in to passionately kiss on both girls. Eventually leading to Chey and Thelma kissing as Darius persuaded them into a heated embrace.
