This series will progress to lesbian and incest sex. If this bothers you, you might want to leave now. This is a continuation of my previous chapters so it will be helpful to read those first.
All characters depicted having sex are over 18.
Jessica and Emily were both wearing their school's cheerleader uniforms. Jessica had her blonde hair, like her mother and sister, tied into pigtails while Emily's brunette hair was pulled back into a pony tail. Their outfits didn't reveal much, but I could tell that Emily had more of a chest than both Lauren and Jessica and could have rivaled the older Mary.
I led the two 18 year old cheerleaders to the center of the living room and bade them to lay on their backs on the floor. Bending down, I slipped Jessica's boy short bloomers and panties down her legs. I had to remove her shoes to get her garments fully off her. As I was going about my business, the two cheerleaders were cupping each others breasts as they began kissing each other passionately.
I smiled at how easy this was working out for me. Perhaps my pheromones were getting stronger. Or, quite possibly, this wasn't the first time these two had fooled around with each other or at the very least thought about it. As I looked up at the two cheerleaders, Emily had slipped her hand under Jessica's uniform top to fondle her friend's breasts. I slipped my head down and under Jessica's cheerleading skirt.
I slid my tongue over her slit and dipped the tip in her folds, teasingly. I then moved to kiss and lick around her labia tenderly. I pulled back a little to lick and suck my fingers. With two fingers slick with my saliva, I slipped them into the teen's cunt as I bent back to licking her folds. Still eagerly kissing her friend, I heard her muffled moans.
I ran my free hand up her body and under her uniform top. With my hand under her top, I began to rub and fondle her sports bra covered breast. I was still lapping at her folds when I felt her shift. Shortly after her shifting, I felt the air rather than the top's fabric on the back of my hand.
I slipped my tongue into her folds between my two invading fingers. I couldn't see with her skirt covering my head, but there was a tugging at her sports bra. My hand was lifted up for a second before it was placed back on her now naked breast. At that point, her moans were more vocal. I also felt hair brush my hand and arm.
I slipped my fingers out of Jessica's canal and traced my now free hand up Emily's legs. I was trying to wedge my hand in from the leg of her boy short bloomers, but the fabric didn't allow my arm to snake its way in. Struggling to one-handedly pull the garment down her legs proved to be too difficult. Emily, sensing my intentions raised her hips and began to help with the removal of her underwear. We got both the bloomers and panties down to her knees, but no further as we got distracted with our needs. I slipped the two fingers previously in her best friend into her cunt and began to thrust them in and out.
Wanting to see what was going on unimpeded, with a groan from Jessica, I pulled my head from under her skirt. What I saw was amazing. The amount of desire, of unadulterated lust, was joyous for me. She had a sex-crazed look on her face of wild abandon. Her top had been discarded to who-the-fuck-cares where and her sports bra was pushed up to expose her breasts. Emily had abandoned her friend's mouth and was sucking greedily at her breast.
She growled at me, furiously, "Slut, get back to eating me out." She must be used to people heeding her words, but she needed to learn her place with me. She placed her hands on my head to urge me to her dripping pussy, but I wouldn't budge.
"SLUT?!?" I practically yelled. "You will learn who the slut is!" I saw fear in her eyes as I flipped her over onto her stomach. Emily had been nibbling on her nipple, but the sheer force I had flipped her ripped her mouth from the nipple. A yelp of pain sounded from Jessica. I maneuvered her onto her hands and knees.
With her in place, I draped myself over her body. I whispered venomously in her ear, "I was going to make this pleasurable, but your disrespect means there will be more pain before there will be pleasure." I was rubbing her ass tenderly as I said this. I then raised my arm and spanked her, hard. Her ass cheeks jiggled with their reverberations. I raised back again and spanked the other cheek. I slipped my hand down and stroked her vulva, before I lowered my hand and spanked upward on her mound. She grunted and wailed at my assault.
"Emily," I called over to where she still lay, "get over here and pinch her nipples. Don't be gentle or you will get the same experience."
She hastily got over to where we were and, while looking at me, said to Jessica, "I'm sorry." She took both nipples and pinched and twisted them. Jessica yelped again at the pain.
"Get under her. It'll be easier to torment her that way." Emily eased under her and was about to bring her mouth to Jessica's for a kiss before I said, "No! Her pleasure will only come through her pain." I could tell she had no idea what I meant, but she obeyed and went back to torturing her friend above her.
I kept smacking her ass and cunt while mixing in soothing touches. Every time she thought her punishment was over, I would smack her again. Her ass was getting redder by the minute, but, to my surprise and delight, her pussy was getting wetter. With my one hand smacking her ass and cunt, I slipped the other under her and to her friend's exposed pussy.
