"I made this story after I was browsing on this site and noticed that there was nothing on cheerleader's feet. I mean, that should be a given in my opinion. Cheerleaders are not only (stereotypically) hot, but they get a good workout and wear those shoes a lot. No such thing as too much feet, so I made it about not one, not two, but three cheerleaders that I knew that would make good foot teasers. Tell me what you thought of this by rating and commenting. Enjoy!"
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Basketball season was underway at my high school. Of course, about the only thing that meant for me was making a few extra bucks by working concessions and cleaning up the stands after the game. I liked the money, but I really didn't care about the games. I've never been the sporty time. About the only thing I loved was the awesome cheerleaders we had. I was a friendly guy, so I had no problem talking to them like lots of guys do. They always came to get food during the breaks and between men's and women's games. They all knew me by name, either from being in my classes or just getting to know me at the stand.
"Hey Danny, what's up," one of the cheerleaders was asking me. I snapped out of my day dreaming. I was at my stand right now, and the cheerleading captain, Lexi, was looking at me with a smile.
"Oh, hey Lexi, what's it going to be?" I asked politely. She was easily my favorite cheerleader and the hottest. Lexi had long, curly brown hair that was currently tied back in bow. She had a very sexy dancer's physique and some of the hottest hazel eyes and huge eyelashes. She had a very playful nature, but was also very nice and definitely not a whore.
"I need to snickers, a slice of pizza, and two vitamin waters please?" Lexi asked. I got her the stuff and charged her the amount. "Man, I'm starving! The teams are scoring like crazy, so we gotta be cheering a lot."
"Oh, it must really suck that you are a cheerleader," I replied sarcastically. She laughed, thanked me for the food and walked back to the gym. I was admiring her as she walked away. She was the definition of cute and fit well into her uniform. What I didn't like was that the uniform itself is a tease. Tight enough to show their figure and bobs, low skirt, but their clit was covered well, and the white shoes that they wore. They must have the sweatiest feet and I need some relief. One of my dreams was to worship a cheerleaders pretty, sweaty, stinky feet from toe to the ball. I smiled to myself, there was no way in hell that would happen. I was just there food boy and I really didn't want to be labelled a pervert.
However, there was this persistent rumor that I kept hearing about the cheerleaders. If both teams lost the their home games, the cheerleaders would take their disappointment out by "having a little fun." As far as I knew, the last time that happened was two years ago. The guy I heard this rumor from said that the cheerleaders took one of the guy basketball players into their locker room and had an hot orgy with him. He apparently played better after that too. I almost couldn't believe it though, especially now. Lexi wasn't that kind of girl. Even at 18, she was very mature for her age. All the senior cheerleaders on the winter squad were 18 too, so I didn't think it too likely. All I could do was dream about, after I was finished working. The women's team had just lost, and people were flocking to the concession stand. "Well, maybe if the guys lose, I can find out for sure," I thought to myself sarcastically. This was going to be a long shift.
It was pretty slow the rest of the night. The guys game was going on and very few people were getting up to get refreshments or snacks. I asked one of our few customers if everyone was glued to their chairs. He told me that the game was really close and that the two teams kept passing each other. No wonder it was so boring. Well, I got paid either way., so it didn't matter to me. About an hour after that last customer, the floodgates opened as people shuffled out with angry looks on their faces, or at least people who lived here. The home team had lost because of two personal fouls by two different guys. According to a customer, it was "embarrassing and unsportsmanlike conduct" for our team. The place was empty soon after, as people don't tend to stay around after a loss or buy stuff after the game. I closed shop and got ready for cleaning duty.
Cleaning duty isn't as bad as you might think it would be. Honestly, all one does is pick up trash in the stands and put away some equipment. The janitor does the rest. What sucks about the job is the guy that I work with, Dakota. This guy is the biggest nerd and pervert I knew and he looked the part. He wore those silly hipster glasses, ginger hair, a really bad perm, bad acne and bad social skills all around. He was always talking about girls, either ones that he wanted to fuck or girls that he had supposedly fucked. These girls that he bragged about were always from other schools, so I doubted the validity of his stories. Today was no different, we were to clean up the place and he would pass the time talking.
This time, it was about a girl that was on the opposing school tonight. He said that he took her to the locker area for the students and she gave him "glorious head" as he put it. I knew he was pulling my leg though, seeing as the student areas were locked during games. We watched as two cheerleaders walked by, leaving the gym for home. Dakota gave them a look and I knew what he was thinking before he even said it.
"Where are they going you think? Both teams lost, so shouldn't they be heading to the boys locker room to treat their losers? he said with envy.
"Come on man, you know that's just a stupid rumor. Besides, I wouldn't want to do anything for our team at this point," I replied annoyed with his stupidity.
Dakota picked up a bottle of coke and looked over at me. "But wouldn't it be awesome if they did and that was the case for the team?!" Then maybe we have a chance huh?" He threw the bottle in our recycling bag.
The thought had had already occurred to me though. It would be nice to think that a whole squad of cute girls would be happy to pleasure me. Then of course, there was the fact not all the squad was really that attractive. out of the 10 cheerleaders that performed on the winter guard, seven of them were cute and the other three were ugly. Winter guard was kind of second choice for people and the football team got the cutest girls. Lexi was forced to do both seasons as she was captain. Now she would be incredible. Her curvy body, goddess of a smile, her mouth around my cock, her feet in my mouth...oh boy did I need to stop.
Dakota kept talking about what he would do them the girls if he was chosen by them. I sniggered, knowing that in real life, he couldn't talk to them and would run away from any of them if they tried to strike up a conversation. Some of what he did say was surprising what I wanted too.
"You know what I really wish I could have? One of their worn shoes," Dakota said greedily. "I've always wanted Lexi shoes most of all. They must smell so good!" This was the part where he was actually making sense. I returned to my job and got to the upper row. It was nice not having anyone around really, but it was a bit too quiet. I heard Lexi and some of the other girls heading to the entrance, but I couldn't see them from here.
I finished cleaning pretty quick and Dakota was wrapping up to. He was looking down at another cheerleader walking by, leaving the gym. She waved at me and told me have a good night. I waved back and smiled, not remembering what her name was. After she left, Dakota became excited.