Stacey's walk back to the bunkhouse was slow. She was reeling in thought as well as babying her ankle. She had decided to go without the crutch. As much as she enjoyed all the girly frolicking, she was also passionate about cheer, and really wanted to get back in the routines. She had no watch or phone, but assumed it was late, probably close to the ten o'clock lights out. She hoped she would get back before then, so she could mentally prepare Erica, rather than just ambush her in her bunk and risk rejection.
"Hey, flyer! Did you get any special attention from Coach tonight?" Stacey felt her cheeks get hot, and smiled but remained silent as Vicky blew a bubble and bounced a muscular calf off her bunk, wearing just cotton underwear and her raven hair in two princess Leia buns. She extended her arm holding the peace offering of a lit fat joint to the silent rookie. Stacey thanked her and took a deep inhale off of it as she walked over and sat next to Erica on her bed, quietly reading a rather thick novel. She handed it to her, and whispered just loud enough for only her to hear,
"Would you mind if I paid you a little visit after the lights go out tonight?" Erica took a big hit from the joint, staring into Stacey's eyes, apparently either enjoying the suspense she was creating or weighing the pros and cons of fucking around with the little flyer.
"Be my guest." She mumbled with a smile, handing the weed back to her. Stacey handed it to another girl on the way back to her bunk and started to undress, getting fully nude before crawling under the covers. She wanted to just relax and assemble the events of the last couple of days in her head, so they resembled some sort of orderly experience. Rather than the shattering explosion of lust and depravity that she felt she was flirting with.
She pictured herself balancing naked on a tall fence, with succubi and flames staring up at her from one side, and pillows and naked glowing angels on the other, as she carefully tip-toed along with her arms outstretched for balance.
Shortly after the lights clicked off, she wandered over to Erica, not sure if either of them was more angel or succubus. As she crawled under her blankets and attempted to lower her head between the cheerleader's legs, Erica spun one-hundred-eighty degrees, the action suggesting they sixty-nine. 'Be my guest' resonated in Stacey's head, as she kissed Erica's pretty lips and mentally checked another item off of her sex to-do list.
They fell into each other and slowly developed an easy, flowing rhythm. Both girls were on their sides, legs splayed, cupping each other's backsides and hips with their hands. They were both quickly able to multitask effectively, exploring each other with their mouths while also enjoying the sensations coming from their lover's licking, sucking, and hot breath.
Time was lost on both of them as they pressed tighter into each other, literally feeding on each other's gushing vaginas. It was insanely sensual, and neither girl cared about the telling moans and other sweet sounds they were making. It was worth being lewd to feel this amount of ecstasy. Little did they know literally every other girl in the room was pleasuring themselves or each other watching and listening to them. At the moment it was a room full of love. Or lust. Or something just between.
They both came so hard and so many times that neither remembered themselves spinning around before they woke up cuddling together. It must have been approaching dawn so Stacey shared a passionate kiss with yet another beautiful young babe before sneaking back to her own bed, cascading back into another exhausted sleep while she could, before breakfast time.
Morning came, and aside from some knowing smiles and flirty giggles, no-one acted any differently towards Stacey or Erica while getting ready to go eat. 'So polite, such poise' flashed in Stacey's mind as she wondered how many of these girls had been "disciplined". After eating heartily but not overdoing it, anticipating being able to work out today, Stacey made her way to the field, not favoring her bad ankle at all after another nights rest.
After stretches, when it came time for the warm-up run, Natasha pulled Stacey aside.
"How's the ankle sweetheart?"
"Feels good Coach Natasha," she grinned.
"Good. How was Erica?" Stacey smiled.
"We sixty-nined almost all night long Coach Natasha, it was scorching."
"Good girl! Jog to the training room and have Alex look at it you before you try tumbling and stunts."
"Yes, Coach. Natasha," she caught herself, then jogged off the field.
When she got to Alex's spot, the door was locked, but hearing her music inside she knocked loudly on the door. After a few moments, Alex was at the door.
"Just a minute!" She could hear muffled voices inside, definitely at least one guy. She opened the door looking flustered, her shirt half untucked, hair sloppy, excitable. There were two men, both wearing maintenance uniforms, also looking disheveled and interrupted.
"Ah, Stacey!" Come in. She locked the door behind her.
"Guys this is Stacey, she's the team flyer, 'the girl on top'." The guys muffle some giggles. "Stacey's a little vixen herself, I think our little secret here will be safe with her. Right doll?" Stacey nodded, trying to look as chill as possible.
One of the men cleared his throat, saying, "Meh, I'm not so sure about that. Quite frankly, Natasha scares the shit out of me, and we both have wives. We need insurance. I think you know what I mean, just like last time."
"Ok, ok, just..." Alex appeared nervous. "Stacey, hop up, let me take a look at your ankle. I assume you're here to follow up?" Both guys lean against a counter, arms folded, with shit-eating grins.
"How does it feel?" She asked, checking the ankle muscles with both hands.
"Much much better."
"Stacey, I find myself in a pickle here," her hands moved up her calves then thighs, then under her shorts.
"These two handsome guys here, they want to, well..."
"That's fine, they can both fuck me so they know I have nothing on you without incriminating myself," Stacey blurted out, cocking her head with a smile that said, 'I'm smarter than the average teen.'
"Well, shit!" One of the guys laughed, "we were just asking her to do you while we watched and snapped a couple pics, like last time this happened!" He high fived the other scruffy yet good looking worker as they both hooted, and started dropping their pants. Both were still half erect from whatever they were doing with Alex, and both had above average sized, nice looking cocks.
