This is a revised version, due to some errors in the first that many of you pointed out. I've tried to improve it "in my Swenglish" way.
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Erica finished putting on her cheerleading uniform for the evening's game. As the young senior cheerleader sat on the edge of her bed and tied her cheering shoes, she thought she heard her Mom come into the house downstairs. It surprised her because her Mom wasn't supposed to be home from work until later that night.
"Hey, Mom?" she called out as she finished tying her shoe and walked downstairs, but there wasn't any answer.
Erica turned the corner to the living room, where she saw her Mom's brother, Bill on the couch.
He was fumbling with the TV remote control, and it was pretty obvious to Erica that he had been drinking.
"Uncle Bill?"
He turned and looked at Erica.
"Oh, hi!" he answered. "So, what are you up to?" he inquired.
"Just getting ready for the game tonight," she answered.
He gazed intently at his niece, standing before him in her cheerleading uniform.
"I guess so..." he mused, as his hungry eyes devoured her luscious teen figure.
The skinny senior was wearing one of her new uniforms for the year, with a shell top that zipped down the back, it was black across the back, with a red/white/black trim that crossed her shoulders and ran down both sides. The front of the shell was white on the top, and black on the bottom, with the same red/white/black striped trim separating the color scheme in a "V"-shape.
Across the white top of her shell were the letters "CHHS" in a script fashion, for Cherry Hill High School. Under the shell top, Erica wore a tight, thin white long-sleeved turtleneck bodysuit top that ended with an elastic band just below her breasts.
Erica's cheerleading skirt was quite short, hemming out very high on her delicious, shapely thighs. It was black, with twelve alternating red and white box pleats. In addition, the same red/white/black trim pattern ringed the hem of the tiny skirt.
Below about eight inches of her teenage thighs, her slightly knobby knees only enhanced her youthful innocence. Her calves were encased in a pair of white knee socks, pulled up smartly to just below her kneecaps. The knee-socks had a four-inch-wide black band near the top, embroidered with the white initials "CHHS".
White athletic shoes with black trim completed her uniform for the evening.
Erica hadn't seen her uncle look at her before in the way he was staring at her now.
"You know," he reflected, "I hadn't realized what a grown-up woman you've become."
His hands reached up and cupped the shocked Erica's firm little tit mounds and he thumbed back and forth over the small, hardened shapes of her nipples.
Erica tried to back away, but he had her pressed up against the wall.
"Uncle Bill, you shouldn't be doing this," she chided him.
His hands moved down and caressed her flat belly, then he reached under the hem of her skirt and slid his hands up underneath.
"Why not?" he asked.
He pressed up against the sweet, young cheerleader. Erica could feel his swollen manhood through the pleats of her skirt, as she felt his hands caress her ass through her cheerleading panties.
The emotions and cravings inside Erica was a turmoil of contrasting conflicts - she felt turned on by this unexpected situation, but scared and embarrassed at the same time.
She had heard most of the girls talking about sex, about hard cocks, but she'd never been anywhere close to this before, and it turned her on.
She stood there in shock, feeling her Uncles hand slowly slide over her mound and she felt herself breath heavier. He slid a finger inside her folds and she heard herself moan. Then Uncle Bill grabbed young Erica's hand and placed it on his hard cock and Erica instant felt repulsed and wanted to withdraw her hand. But Bill didn't let her, and soon she felt her fingers stroke up and down the length of his cotton briefs covered.
Uncle Bill unzipped and unfastened his pants, then pulled them and his briefs down.
Erica gawked at the sight of his six-inch penis, rock-hard and ready for her and once again her Uncle placed his hand on his hard throbbing cock, and instinctively Erica started to slide her small hand up and down the veiny shaft.
"That's it, sweetheart," he coached. "Slide up and down the hard cock, Erica, God, it feels so good...."
Erica shyly smiled at him and slowly began to slide her small hand up and down the smooth, hot
prick. She jacked off her Uncle with one hand and played with his balls with the other, with an impish, wanton look on her face.
Each time she reach the tip, the young girl's fingers lightly pulled at the sculpted head of his cock, feeling the ridges and the oily wetness from the liquid that bubbled up through the tiny hole in the tip.
"Mmmm...nice cock," the young cheerleader said softly, looking up at her Uncle with a grin on her incredibly innocent-looking face.
"Nice'n big 'n hard...nice to fuck me with...."
Her small hands caressed his hard length, her fingers stopping to play with the sculpted, sensitive head and the little hole oozed juice on its own.
All of a sudden, Erica slowly lowered her head towards her Uncle's aching cock.
