I'll never forget the day I started cheerleading practice; I felt like "the new girl," but the captain of the squad, Brenda, accepted me right away. She even introduced me to her "gang," Vashti, Kary, and Tiffany. They were great girls, and we became quick friends, going everywhere together.
One evening after practice, we were all at Brenda's summer cabin in the woods talking about sex and the different guys we'd been with. It was stifling in the cabin tonight; Vashti wiped the perspiration from her forehead, "I'm beat, practice today was murder."
Brenda and Tiffany went to the refrigerator and brought back some beers for us, "Here girls, it's been a long day," they handed the bottles out. We all sat back on the couch and drank, Vashti stretched, "Hey, I for one, feel grimy; Bren, can we use your shower?" Brenda nodded, so we all got up; I wondered how we'd do the shower situation; we'd probably take turns.
As it turned out, Brenda had a locker room-sized shower room with three nozzles. She must have read the expression on my face; "The girls and I practice here a lot," Brenda said with a smile stretching her lips, "I am the captain of the team, only the best for my girls."
She came over and hugged me; it felt warm and sweet, and I felt an odd feeling between my legs as her skin rubbed mine. I smiled back at her as we all undressed and stepped into the shower. Kary turned the nozzle on the far wall, and I watched apprehensively as we soaped up our toned bodies. I must have obviously looked intimidated, for Vashti came over to me and put her arm around my neck, "What's the matter hon?" She apparently saw my trepidation as I sheepishly looked up at the tall auburn-haired beauty, "you're a beautiful woman, hon, how old are you: about 19?"
She looked at my breasts, "You have the boobs of a twenty-five year old," she smiled as she said this, and I chuckled. I dropped my head to fling my hair down so I could reach it, "Hey Jenny, all the other girls are through," Kary walked over to me, "want me to finish your hair for you?"
Before I could answer, she started massaging shampoo in my scalp, "you're extremely pretty; I think you'll make a great addition to the squad." That felt really good to hear, and in almost no time we were through. Kary and I were the last ones out of the shower; she toweled off quickly and left the room.
I finished up and followed her; the hallway was empty as I scanned the floor, "where'd everybody go," I wondered. Then I saw Kary waving me into the far bedroom, "Come 'ere, you gotta see this."
As I entered the room, I heard "ooo" and "ahh" over and over again. The girls were watching some home movies of women making love with each other. I was taking in the scene when I realized one of the girls on the TV was Vashti and the other one was Tiffany.