CSIT

It was just before 6:00 P.M. that Friday night when young Sia arrived by taxi at the Excalibur Hotel. Packing three cheerleading uniforms and pom-poms in two duffel bags, she walked briskly to Room 440. Emma followed behind her, clearly uncomfortable. She wanted to ask questions, but she was also uncomfortable with that prospect. She didn’t want to be left behind even as she didn’t know if she wanted to go through with whatever this was.

“Oh relax, Emma,” Sia told her. “You’re going to scare everyone off, thinking you’re some kind of neurotic!”

“But what are we doing here?” Emma insisted. “You said we were going to have a fun weekend in the city. Where are we even staying? I assumed you had a friend or family member we could bunk with, or at least a hotel room, but this is a really expensive hotel! What could we possibly be doing here?”

“Just wait,” Sia emphasized. “You’ll see. Remember how in junior year, you wanted to try out for the cheerleading squad, but got cold feet?”

“I remember,” Emma said, now feeling even more uncomfortable.

“Well, think of this as a chance to make up for lost time. That’s all.” 

Sia knocked on the door. A man, who Sia guessed to be in his forties, opened it and peeked outside.

"Are you Sia?" he asked.

"Yeah," she smiled. “This is Emma, the friend I told you about.” 

The man returned the smile.

"Come on in," he invited her.

Sia stepped in. It was a large and luxurious suite, with a king-sized bed. Sia quickly counted nine men, all sitting and apparently waiting for her. They were all nodding approvingly at her. She counted six cameras and smiled as she imagined all the attention that she would be getting.

Mr. Okamura jumped up. He was about five-nine, not awfully tall for a man, but he was the neatest package in his size that Sia had ever seen. His nicely tailored suit and vest made him look like an attorney. He was attractive but not pretty, with a consistently serious expression on his face, thinning hair, and a body that was neither muscular, fat, or skinny. Moreover, he seemed to radiate an aura of confidence and good nature. That was good for Sia—otherwise, she thought she might be almost as flustered and embarrassed as Emma. But the fact that Mr. Okamura was hosting this shindig told her that it would all be alright.

"Hi, Sia!" he shouted, walking up to her and giving her a big hug. Then he turned to introduce her to the others.

"Guys, this is Sia," he said, simply.

The men all smiled at the young girl in jeans and T-shirt.

"Just wait till you see this little J.V. cheerleader," he joked with the others.

Sia giggled. "Where should we change?” she asked.

"The bathroom is right over there," Mr. Okamura told her. "By the way, here's some cash for you. Half upfront, as they say."

Mr. Okamura pressed a wad of 100-dollar bills into her hand, and she quickly put it into her purse.

Sia took her bags into the bathroom with Emma. She took one of the uniforms out and pushed it into Emma’s arms. “Here. Get changed.”

“Oh, we’re doing something crazy, aren’t we?” Emma moaned.

“You wanna have a good time in the city, don’t you?” Sia asked rhetorically. “That takes money. I don’t have money. You don’t have money. Just put it on, we’ll be done before you know it.”

“Okay,” Emma said hesitantly, disappearing behind the shower curtain to change.

Sia blew air through her lips at Emma’s timidity, then put on her own cheerleading uniform. She slipped into an ever-so-short white skirt with eight red inverted pleats. Then she pulled on a simple red V-neck sweater with white block letters across the front. The sweater was a little small for her, and pulled tightly across her firm, small tits.

Sia pulled on a pair of white knee socks and laced up her red-and-white saddle shoes. Then she stepped into her white cheerleading panties and tugged them up under her little skirt. Somehow, she knew they wouldn't stay on for very long.

Sia picked up her pom-poms, then admired herself in the mirror. She fluffed her short brown hair, turned sideways to check out the fit and noted the shortness of the skirt. The young girl tugged up the waistband just a bit, so that her white cheer panties were almost visible under the hem.

“Are you ready?” Sia asked, throwing open the shower curtain.

Emma looked great, too, Sia thought. Her cheer uniform looked a lot like the USC Song Girls, with an all-white turtleneck sweater that was incredibly tight on her. Emma's large tits made the red letters on the front of the sweater bulge out for instant attention. Her skirt was white, lightweight and flimsy for dance routines, with knife pleats all the way around and two red stripes around the hem. She was wearing all-white knee socks, too, and white tennies.

“I’m dressed,” Emma said, “but I don’t know if I’m ready.”

“I’m not ready either,” Sia laughed. “I love it! C’mon!”

She opened the bathroom door and came out, hauling Emma behind her. There were numerous wolf-whistles and other signs of approval from the gathered men. Sia held her skirt out to either side and did a little curtsy, while Emma bounced nervously on her heels. She didn’t mean to, but it jiggled her body most enticingly.

"Okay guys, here are the rules," Mr. Okamura announced. It was clear that he was in charge here.

"First of all, nobody comes in their holes. None of us wants sloppy seconds! Second, everybody fucks the girls in their uniforms. You can pull their sweaters up if you want, but keep their clothes on. Remember, the theme here is a cheerleader fuck. After everybody gets off at least once, we'll order out for Chinese. Then the girls will change into another uniform and we'll fuck and suck some more."

Mr. Okamura turned to the two ‘cheerleaders’.

"How many uniforms did you bring?" he asked.

"Three," Sia answered.

"And then, I guess, they'll share the last uniform and we'll fuck until check-out tomorrow," he told the guys. "Anyway, nobody count on getting any sleep until after they get home!"

The men all laughed, eagerly anticipating a chance to ravage these beautiful young ladies for the next sixteen hours.

"Right now," Mr. Okamura added, "Let's watch the girls dance."

Mr. Okamura turned on a portable CD player while Emma and Sia stepped to the front of the room with their pom-poms and started dancing for the men.

Sia smiled as they bumped and wiggled their asses for the room of horny men. Emma was less confident. She perfectly remembered the routine she had done for cheer try-outs, and was doing reasonably well at going through it, but she just wasn’t used to strange men watching her with nefarious intent. It felt so much more real than just going through the motions…

The room flashed as the guys took pictures of the two young ladies putting on their sexiest moves. The pom-poms shook and the skirts swirled, Sia's flashing red from the pleats and Emma's lightweight fabric flipping about wildly.

Emma found herself getting into it. She just pretended that it was just her and Sia, and tried to outdo Sia like it was just for fun. Emma shook her tits as she danced, the school letters bouncing about as her tight sweater flopped up and down.

Sia saw this, and realizing that her tits weren't going to get the same attention, turned around and bent over. Her little white skirt pulled up and the eight red pleats fanned out, showing the crotch of her panties. Her little mound, wrapped in white, puffed between her thin thighs.

The men were gasping and shooting pictures as fast as they could, wanting to capture the magical moment for posterity. Sia just smiled, knowing that these guys would be beating themselves off to these pictures for years.

The song came to an end, and Mr. Okamura ordered the two girls to lay down on the floor in front of them. Sia and Emma did so. As the men continued taking pictures, Sia spread her thin thighs, showing off her barely covered crotch. Emma followed her example, so tense with anxiety that she was almost painfully aroused. The girls let the men take more pictures of them, then Sia started rubbing her crotch.

Sia reached under the legband of her panties and poked a finger into her tender snatch, watching the men. A few of them had their zippers down by now, pulling their cocks out and stroking them wildly.

Sia couldn't take it anymore. She reached down and thumbed her panties off, wiggling them down her thighs and kicking them aside. With her little cheerleading skirt pulled up against her tummy, she showed the men her sweet, young pussy.

The men screamed for Emma to do the same, and she obediently did so, telling herself that she was just doing what these men wanted. It was like playing pretend. She was no naughtier or sluttier than any other woman, she just happened to have found herself taking on an odd job of sorts.

The two schoolgirls, sitting on the floor with their cheerleading skirts pulled up, their panties off, were a sight to behold.

"Hey, girls," called Mr. Okamura. "Rub each other's clits for us!"

Sia and Emma looked at each other. Sia tentatively reached between Emma's legs and lightly touched her friend’s cunt. Emma did the same to Sia, then pushed a finger into her pussy.

As the men watched in wonder, the two cheerleaders, fully dressed in their uniforms minus the panties, finger-fucked each other and massaged each other's clit. Sia felt wonderful as Emma fingered her. She moaned in delight as her best friend softly stroked her trigger.

Emma was enjoying this, too, with Sia rubbing her clit with her index and middle finger. Emma bent toward Sia and softly kissed her on the lips. Sia returned Emma's kiss, then both women eagerly thrust their tongues into each other's mouths, kissing passionately. This was a new experience for Sia, and wildly exciting. Emma's fingers felt so good in her tight pussy, and she felt incredibly horny as she kissed the other girl.

The men were snapping pictures again of the two young cheerleaders. Sia and Emma were totally oblivious to them, lost in their ecstasy.

Finally, two of the men could no longer take it. They jumped off the bed and each grabbed themselves a cheerleader. One man had already taken his pants off, and took Emma down to the floor. The other pulled Sia to him and pressed his lips against hers.

"Yeah, fuck ‘em!" the other men cheered as they stripped down in preparation.

"Just remember!" interrupted Mr. Okamura. "Nobody cums in their pussies or assholes!"

Mr. Okamura put a pile of towels on the table nearby. It was sure to be a messy evening.

Sia's man, who was in his forties with graying hair, had taken the J.V. cheerleader down to the floor as well. He flipped her little white skirt up and pushed his mouth into her sex, working her madly with his tongue. Already Sia felt herself vibrating pleasurably with the combination of friction and slickness inside her, the visual caresses of the men eying her closer and closer. It was like she was sucking their collective lust inside her body!

Sia looked over to check on her friend. Emma's guy had pulled her white sweater up over her tits, unhooked her bra and was sucking one breast while squeezing the other. Emma's hand had a firm grip on his cock, pumping furiously. Emma couldn’t believe what she was doing, but he had moved her hand to his member and she couldn’t just hold it without doing something about the way it throbbed. 

Another man dropped to his knees before little Sia. She looked away from Emma to see the guy's cock over her face, his hand a blur as it whacked away above her.

"I can't wait," he explained to her. "I wanna jack off in your mouth right now. I can fuck you later tonight!"

"Okay, sir," she answered. "Whatever you want."

Sia could see flashbulbs shooting off occasionally, as more pictures were being taken. She was so horny now...

The young girl looked back at Emma. The guy was now fucking Emma, and fucking her hard. Emma groaned as the guy relentlessly slammed his cock into her wet snatch. Her eyes flickered as she tried to control the lust raging inside her. It was like she was becoming a whole different person and she couldn’t stop!

"I'm gonna cum!" Sia heard the guy above her say.

She looked up at him. Oh, the way he was looking at her—like she was something obscene, like he might start salivating…

"Open your sweet little mouth!" he groaned. "I'm gonna give you a drink!"

Sia opened her mouth wide for him, just in time as he pushed his prickhead down toward her. She saw a spurt of his cream and closed her eyes as it splattered off her teeth. Then another and another. The pungent aroma assaulted her nostrils and the rank taste was even stronger on her tongue. When the jizz slowed to a stop, she opened her eyes again, just in time to watch him squeeze the last of it into her mouth. Oh, she had no idea it would be so overwhelming. She could swear she could taste the cum of every man in the room in it, as they all pumped their pricks at once.

Mr. Okamura handed her a towel to clean her face, while the guy eating her pussy straddled her and fisted his cock into her cunt. It felt so wonderful in there and fit so nicely, she thought. She hoped he was the biggest man there, because she didn’t think she could take anything bigger inside her sex. Already, she could feel herself stretching the tiniest bit, like he was the biggest dildo she’d ever come across.

While Sia's man sawed her young twat, Sia looked back at Emma, just in time to see her guy pull out and shoot his load all over her tits. It splattered and shone on her breasts, catching the light extra bright with each heaving breath she took. He rolled off Emma, and another guy stuck his swollen cock into her, picking up where the first man had left off. Emma's cum-drenched tits wobbled about as she got fucked hard again. 

“It’s so big!” Emma moaned. “How can it fit? How can it all fit?”

Sia moaned softly to herself. She pulled her red V-neck sweater high over her tits, and rubbed the tiny nipples between her fingertips as her man screwed her. She wrapped her white kneesocks around him, pulling him into her with each thrust. It felt like he was getting even bigger. It felt like it was hurting, only it felt so good!

Meanwhile, Emma's guy had pulled out and crawled up on her, straddling the cheerleader. He wiped her cum-covered tits with a towel, then placed his throbbing cock between her mounds. Emma held her tits together while he fucked them. The man groaned in pleasure. Emma smiled, knowing that he was enjoying her body, and yet also she couldn’t believe how much she liked being used, that she was even thankful that a strange man was having fun using her.

Mr. Okamura put a pillow under each girl's head, as each laid on their back with a guy on top of them.

Sia looked at the other five men, sitting and patiently waiting their turn for the young cheerleaders. Suddenly, she heard Emma's guy scream. She looked over.

The guy threw his head back as he pushed his hips hard into Emma. Emma, her head propped up by the pillow, opened her mouth wide as the guy erupted, shooting his wad from between her tits. Emma caught most of it in her mouth, the rest splattering on the top of her pushed-up sweater. Even then, there was too much to keep in her mouth. It ran out the corner of her lips as she tried to swallow, goopy strings of it mixing with the hair that stuck to her sweaty throat and cheeks. She was crying too, tears of joy, but ones that made her mascara run and join the mess that her face was becoming. 

The sight of her friend eating the guy's load made Sia even hornier. Thick strings of gooey cum hung from Emma's chin, dropping to her turtleneck sweater. It was clear to Sia that they would have to get the uniforms dry-cleaned on the way home!

"I'm gonna cum!" hollered the guy on Sia.

Sia unhooked her legs from around him and he pulled out quickly, jacking himself off the last few seconds from between her legs. Sia watched as geysers of cum shot high into the air, splattering on her little cheerleading skirt, her flat tummy, her tiny tits. They were so warm! Like slices of a warm shower on a cold day, bits of molten lead falling on a frozen woman. Oh, she wished she could have that liquid heat shooting up inside her. How warm she would be then!

Sia wiped herself clean, then saw the next guy step up with a tube of jelly.

"You don't need that," she giggled. "I'm really wet right now."

The man just smiled.

"I might need it if I'm gonna fuck your tight little ass," he said.

Sia smiled, not knowing what to think. She had never been fucked there before, but the guy's cock wasn't very big, so she was willing to try it.

"You're not gonna let him do that, are you?" Emma asked her.

"Sure," Sia smiled. "Just be gentle with me. I've never done that before."

The man smiled. "Of course, I will."

He ordered Sia on her hands and knees. She pulled her red sweater back down into place, then assumed the position. The man flipped her little white cheerleading skirt over her waist, the eight red inverted pleats fanned out on her back.

The guy put a little bit of jelly on his fingers, then slowly rubbed it around her asshole.

"Ooooohhh! It's cold!" gasped Sia, especially after how warm all the cum and delicious friction of their stroking cocks had been. Yet it felt strangely wonderful in its own way to have a man's fingers probing her asshole.

The man finished applying the jelly to the young cheerleader, then slowly slipped a finger into her hole. Sia groaned at first, but quickly came to enjoy the sensation as he worked his finger into her. He finger-fucked her ass for a few minutes, and soon she was ready.

A few feet away, Emma had lowered herself on top of another guy, and was bouncing about, fucking him hard. Her sweater flopped about as she rode him. Emma held up the front of her flimsy skirt with one hand while she watched Sia.

"I'm gonna fuck your sweet little ass, now," Sia's guy told her.

"Okay, mister," she consented.

She felt his cockhead nestle against her asshole, wiggling around to lubricate it properly. The man grasped her tight asscheeks, and soon Sia felt the glans pop into her.

"Oooffff!" she groaned.

He was in, and ever-so-slowly pushed it a little deeper into her virgin asshole.

"Oh, God, it's so tight!" he exclaimed. He fucked it into her slowly for a few minutes, then picked up the pace. Soon he was fucking her good, and Sia was enjoying it. The pain was gone now, and she was free to experience this new sensation. It was so big! And she was so small—it seemed like there was no space inside her ass at all, yet he was making his massive presence fit inside her, deeper and deeper inside her. It felt like she was taking an entire rolling pin where she’d never had anything before!

He knew he wouldn't last long. Her ass was so tight, and the sight of the girl in her uniform being so nasty was exhilarating.

Sia could tell by the sound and pace of his breathing that he was about to cum. After a few more strokes, he pulled out.

Sia couldn't see it, but Emma watched as he showered the back of her little white skirt and red sweater with his load. She came, her eyes rolling back in her head and her mind going absolutely blank, her jaw falling open and letting out rivers of saliva, as if she envied the treatment Sia was getting. And indeed, she did.

The man paused for a minute, caressing her tender, tight asscheeks and enjoying the sight before him. Then he towelled her off.

Emma, meanwhile, was finishing off her guy as well. He gave her warning of his impending orgasm. Emma quickly jumped off and dove mouth-first onto his cock. Sealing her lips around it tightly, her hand was a blur as she beat him off the last few seconds. He screamed as he came, filling her mouth with sticky jizz. She choked on his load, and most of it spilled out of her mouth. It dribbled down her hand, pooling at the base of his cock. It felt like the smell was her perfume, the slimy feel a layer of her skin. Emma wiped it up as her friend teased her.

"What's the matter, Em?" asked Sia. "Can't you take a load?"

Emma was defiant. "Of course I can."

"Doesn't look like it," Sia snapped back with a smile.

"I'll tell you what," challenged Emma. "Let's race with two guys. Whoever can suck them off first wins, but you have to swallow it all."

"Okay," Sia agreed.

Mr. Okamura and another guy volunteered for the contest.

"I've got Mr. Okamura," said Sia.

The two men dropped to the carpet, lying there while the cheerleaders positioned themselves between their legs.

"Whenever you're ready," said Emma.

Sia was first to go down on Mr. Okamura. She clamped her lips around him and sucked hard, working her hand up and down the shaft. Emma took her guy into her mouth as well, and the two girls began their race.

The men cheered the girls on, placing bets on who would win. Sia had Mr. Okamura on the edge quickly. She waggled her tongue across the underside of his cockhead while she sucked, knowing how much men enjoyed that.

The two cock-sucking cheerleaders were in a dead heat. Both men sounded as if they'd explode any second. Suddenly, Mr. Okamura reared his head back and shot his load. Sia felt it hit the back of her throat and almost choked, but managed to swallow the first stream. Another squirt, then another and another. As fast as Mr. Okamura could pump it out of his balls, Sia was swallowing it with no problem.

Emma watched her friend, waiting to see some cum ooze out of her mouth, but none came out. Knowing that she had lost, she pulled his cock out of her mouth.

"Do you want me to suck you the rest of the way, or what?" Emma asked him.

"Just sit down and open your mouth," he told Emma. "I'm gonna squirt it in so I can see it."

Emma sat down and crossed her legs, her head up and mouth open. The man stood in front of her and frigged himself off, aiming the tip at her eager mouth.

He came. His prick fired its thick white load into Emma's mouth, spurt after spurt. He loved the sight of his cream squirting into the girl's mouth, and the other men enjoyed it as well. If it was an acquired taste, Emma had acquired it. His cum tasted delicious, and all the more so for knowing that she’d only tasted it because he was so attracted to her, because he’d gotten off on her. After the flow stopped, Emma swallowed the last of it, then kissed the head of his prick.

***

Soon, all the guys had gotten off. Mr. Okamura had called in for a Chinese delivery, and the deliveryman soon arrived.

Mr. Okamura opened the door and paid for the meal. The man could see that there was a large group of men, and then his eyes lit up when he saw the two girls in their cheerleading uniforms.

"You got here pretty quick. We're having a cheerleader gang-bang," Mr. Okamura explained. "Would you like a turn?" he asked the deliveryman.

"Sure!" the man exclaimed.

He walked into the room, wearing his work uniform and cap. Mr. Okamura introduced him to Emma and Sia, who both smiled at the young man.

"Which girl would you like?" Mr. Okamura asked.

He looked them both over. Emma had a more womanly body with a full set of curves, but Sia looked young, sweet and innocent, with her thin body and cute dimpled smile. He quickly decided that he wanted the sweet, young girl.

"I'll take Sia," he answered.

Sia moved to the floor and lied on her back, while the deliveryman pulled off his pants.

"What would you like me to do, mister?" she asked.

"I wanna fuck you," he answered.

"Oh, by the way," Mr. Okamura interrupted. "No cumming in her pussy, okay?"

The man nodded.

"You can cum in my mouth if you want," Sia offered.

The guy's cock was big, almost twelve inches, and rock-hard ready. Sia gasped when she saw the size of it. He dropped onto the young girl and slowly punched a few inches into Sia's sweet teenaged cunt. He sawed it into her, gradually pushing more and more of it into her. Finally, he hit Sia's cervix. Not wanting to hurt the poor girl, he backed off a little as he fucked her on the floor.

The men all watched as the delivery guy screwed the pretty cheerleader. Sia grabbed the man's ass and helped pull him into her, enjoying the massive prick which filled her.

His giant cock stretched her pussy lips to the max. She groaned with each of his thrusts, but she was loving every second of it. Her eyes flickered and rolled back in her head, her lips parted and wouldn’t close again, and she let out a steady, shrill whine with each orgasmic pulse that flared through her. It felt like his cock was hitting some gong deep inside her and the vibrations spread through every erotic nerve in her body.

Then, the man quickly stopped and pulled out. He shimmied up to her neck and held his cock out above her face, whacking away on it.

Sia knew he was ready to cum, and she opened her mouth. She craved this new taste, this fresh helping of an old favorite.

"Your turn to give me a tip," she told him, giggling.

The deliveryman threw his head back and shot a huge stream of cum into Sia's mouth. Then another wad of cum splattered on her face, followed by another and another. The guy was cumming all over the place. Sia squeezed her thighs together and came as his cum overflowed her. She thought she felt herself squirting, but of course it was nothing next to what he was doing.

The men watched in disbelief as what seemed like a quart of semen gushed out all over poor Sia's face. By the time he was finished, Sia was laughing. She had cum smeared all over her face, in her mouth, dripping to the carpet. If cum was her perfume, it was like she’d poured an entire bottle over her head. She loved it!

The delivery guy thanked her, got up and put his pants back on, then left. Meanwhile, Sia laid there for a few minutes with her facebath, while some of the guys snapped photos of the angelic, young cum-covered cheerleader in her uniform.

Finally, she cleaned herself off, and everybody started in on their food. Sia knew it was going to be quite a night by the time it was over...

Sia and Emma went back into the bathroom and peeled their cum-stained uniforms off, tossing them to the floor. They washed themselves off, then changed into their next set of cheerleading uniforms for the waiting men.

After putting on the little outfits, they checked their hair and makeup before going back out for their next fuck-and-suck session.

"Are you okay?" Emma asked her friend.

"Yeah, I think this is fun!" replied Sia. "We're gonna make a lot of money tonight, too."

Emma smiled.

"You really didn't mind getting fucked in the ass?" Emma asked.

"No, it wasn't too bad," Sia answered.

"Well, then, let's show em some more, I guess," Emma said, picking up her pom-poms and opening the door.

The two cheerleaders stepped back into the living room in front of the leering older men.

"Let's see some sexy cheer routines!" shouted one of the men.

"Yeah!" the other men joined in.

"Who first?" Emma asked.

"You, sweetheart," Mr. Okamura said, smiling and winking at the ‘cheerleader.’

Emma took her pom pons and stepped to the middle of the room, holding them at her sides.

Her uniform was darling. She was wearing a red crew-neck sweater with a wide white band around the body and sleeves. The red letters were large and filled the white band area. Two more thin white bands ran across the sweater, one above and one below the large band.

Emma's cheerleading skirt was red, with eight inverted white pleats. It hugged her shapely ass very nicely, the pleats spreading out slightly as she turned slowly for the men's enjoyment.

She was wearing red knee socks, which had three white stripes, just like her sweater--one wide stripe with a thin white stripe on either side. Her white tennies completed her outfit, with the red-and-white pom-poms. Emma started a sexy version of several of her cheers.

"Push em back! Push em back! Way back!" she cheered, facing away from the men and bending over as she jumped.

Her pom-poms swished loudly and her little skirt flipped up to display her glove-tight red cheerleading panties, with a sweet slice of ass peeking from each elastic legband.

The men gasped in admiration, and Emma was inspired. Sia smiled as she sat nearby, watching the men taking pictures and stroking their dicks.

Emma's sweater bounced wildly with her large tits as she went into a high-kick number, and the men cheered.

"I've gotta fuck you!" screamed one man, whom Sia had sucked off earlier.

Emma blushed.

"Then go get her, big boy!" Sia coaxed.

The man sprang from the couch and took Emma down to the floor immediately. He grabbed her little skirt and tugged it up, then reached to her crotch and took one of the legbands of her bright red cheer panties.

He pulled the legband aside, fisted his prick to her twat, and pushed himself in.

Emma screamed a bit and bit her lip. The man was fucking her in her panties, and he was very rough. But she found it exciting, even though it hurt.

Emma looked up at the man over her and wrapped her kneesocks around him.

"Okay, mister. If you're gonna be this nasty, you better fuck me good," she told him.

The man slammed his cock into her even harder. Her thighs shook and slapped against his as he hammered the cheerleader. He’s treating me like a slut, Emma thought. Like Sia. I hope I am a slut. Sluts always enjoy themselves. I hope he fucks me hard like the slut I am!

"Fuck her, mister," Sia encouraged.

The man looked down at Emma, who groaned, half in pain and half in delight.

"I'm fuckin' you good, now, aren't I?" he asked.

"Yeah..." was all Emma could say, drool running from the corner of her lips, her eyes unable to focus as orgasmic pleasure stole away her consciousness. All she could feel was the pleasure of being a slut and taking this man’s cock. Please, Sia, tell him to fuck me harder!

Emma's kneesock-encased legs locked hard around the man, her white tennies criss-crossed. He fucked the cheerleader with an almost-violent frenzy for a full five minutes.

"Okay, you little teenage whore, I'm gonna fuck your mouth now," he told her.

He pulled his dick out of her cunt, her elastic panty legband snapping back in place. He shimmied up to her neck, then grabbed both sides of her head. On his knees, he straddled the girl.

"Open your mouth, you little cocksucker," he told her.

While Sia watched in fascination, her oh-so-reluctant friend opened her mouth and the man pushed his throbbing prick into it. Holding both sides of her head up, he fucked her mouth almost as hard as he’d sawed her cunt, ramming his cock deep into Emma's throat.

Emma choked occasionally as the man pumped her young mouth, his pubic hair mashing against her nose with each powerful thrust. She struggled for breath, but still kept her lips sealed around him. Her eyes were rolling back in her head. Having her throat fucked was almost as good as having a cock pumping her sex, as long as the cock was big. The bigger the cock, to Emma’s confused mind, the more a man wanted you. And she could tell this man wanted her so much.

"Okay, sweetheart, now I'm gonna cum right down your throat."

"Ummhmm," she groaned, giving her approval. There was nothing she wouldn’t approve of in that moment, with her mind a blank knowing only how much she was enjoying herself. She was seeing white, like she was buried in cum.

Several more strokes into the cheerleader's mouth was all he needed. With a scream, he fired his cum down Emma's throat.

Emma felt his hot cream gush down her throat. She would have liked to have tasted his cum, but his tip was beyond her taste buds, shooting the sticky fluid straight to her tummy. But she at least felt its warmth, and the weight of its abundance. She loved how much there was. She was greedy to be filled with it, this proof of how sexy she was.

The man's cock bloated and squirted, over and over. He pushed his cock into her mouth hard, squirting more and more cum down her gullet, until it finally stopped.

The men cheered as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, having force-fed his load to the teenager.

Emma managed a smile, but she hoped the other men wouldn't be quite as rough with her.

"Okay, Sia, what can you do for us?" asked Mr. Okamura.

Sia didn't know how she could top what she had just seen, but she stepped into the front of the room as Emma crawled to the side.

The men all gawked at the young girl in her cute little cheerleading uniform. A long-sleeved white blouse with a tight red snap-down vest hugged her torso, the small white letters running down diagonally from the right shoulder.

Sia's skirt was red-and-white plaid with knife pleats all the way around. It was very lightweight fabric, and it was extremely short on her. She bent over just slightly, so the hem would pull up just a bit and give the men a peek at her bright red cheer panties.

This time, Sia wore red knee socks with the uniform, and her red-and-white saddle shoes. She was a cutie, a charmer which no man could resist, and she knew it.

Sia looked over her shoulder at the men staring at her barely-visible red panties, and smiled sweetly with her little dimples. She bent over all the way, very slowly, her legs together, gradually showing more and more of those tight cheerleading panties.

The men leered at the young girl's display. Her little cunt, wrapped tightly in red, bulged between her thighs. Her little ass was so firm, so tiny, it begged to have another cock.

Mr. Okamura started playing more music on the CD player, and Sia started a lewd, sensuous dance. The men cheered her on as she squeezed her little tits through the vest and reached under her flimsy plaid cheerleading skirt, fingering her young twat through her panties.

Camera flashes filled the room. Sia turned away from the men again, reached up under her skirt, and slowly thumbed her panties down in a tight roll across her thighs. She bent over again as she pulled the panties down, her sweet little cunt now visible to all the men, as the panties dropped to her feet.

One of the guys stepped up to Sia from behind. He flipped her little skirt up over her waist, and Sia spread her legs for balance. She leaned over, resting her palms on a coffee table, while the man pushed his cockhead up against her sweet ass.

"Do it, mister," she said. "Put your cock in my ass."

The man gladly obliged, punching the head into her asshole. Sia groaned as he started fucking her ass from behind. His cock so fucking big, her ass so fucking small—it was a match made in heaven. She was so turned on, so wet, and so fucking loose that she thought she could take a redwood tree inside her… and it would feel wonderful.

"Oooh, mister," she moaned. "Do you like fucking little girls in the ass?"

"I sure do," he answered, spreading both of her tight ass cheeks with his fingers as he worked his cock deeper into her.

The man fucked and fucked sweet Sia's ass for what seemed like an eternity. Sia was surprised he was lasting as long as he was, and she was getting a bit tired, hunched over the table like that.

Finally, when she was about to say something, he told her he was ready to orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum, Sia!" he shouted.

He pulled his cock out of her asshole and frigged himself off the last two seconds. Thick strings of cum splattered off one ass cheek, running down her thigh and dribbling onto her knee sock. It was so thick and hot, it was like getting spanked by a wet hand. 

Sia was a bit disappointed, thinking it was a waste of delicious cum, but at the same time was a little glad he hadn't put his cock in her mouth after putting it up her ass. She wasn't sure she was ready for something like that.

She wiped her ass and leg clean with a towel, while a couple of men laughed at the scene.

Mr. Okamura walked over to Emma, who had recovered from her last fuck, and helped her off the floor. He took her in his arms and kissed her passionately, while he squeezed her ass cheek under her little red skirt. The white pleats pushed up high as he massaged her ass, his tongue probing deep into her eager mouth.

"I wanna fuck you, Emma," he told her.

Emma smiled. Mr. Okamura dropped to the floor and lied down on his back, and Emma dropped on top of him, pulling her cheerleading skirt out of the way. She nestled his stiff prick against her hot pussy and punched it into her.

Sia had two guys feeling her up and down, but couldn't help but feel a little sad that Mr. Okamura was fucking Emma instead of her again.

While Emma rode Mr. Okamura gently, one of Sia's guys pulled the young girl down to the floor on top of him, also. He pulled Sia's skirt up over her waist while Sia skewered herself on his massive cock.

The man grabbed Sia's sides and pulled her down to him, kissing her passionately while he fucked her sweet pussy. Another man knelt down behind the cheerleader and nestled his cock to her asshole.

Sia was surprised, and turned around to see the second man shove his dick between her buttocks. She groaned and bit her lip, but in seconds she was enjoying this new sensation. One prick up her pussy and another up her ass—it felt so good to her. Her eyes started rolling back in her head, but she fought the orgasmic sensation. It was like passing out when that happened, going blank with pleasure, and she wanted to enjoy the fraught pain of holding such massive cocks inside her a little while longer. God, it felt like she was impaled, in her pussy and out her ass, like a battering ram had been run through her!

Sia looked over to see her bestie still riding Mr. Okamura, except that now another guy had his cock in her mouth as well. Emma looked back at Sia, and the two girls smiled at each other. She could see Emma’s eyes roll back, her mouth grow slack, and the oblivion of ecstasy as Emma was rendered incoherent by sheer pleasure. Sia almost pitied her. But she envied her too much. 

Sounds of pure pleasure filled the room as the two young cheerleaders worked the four men like pros. More camera flashes filled the room as the other men enjoyed the scene.

Emma sucked the one guy off first. He shot off in her hungry mouth, and Emma eagerly swallowed it, enjoying the man's salty-but-sweet taste.

The guy fucking Sia's ass was next. He pulled out and quickly scurried over to Emma. Emma turned to look at him, just as he shot his load all over the girl's face. Emma laughed, still fucking Mr. Okamura, as the man's cum coated her face in squirt after squirt, dripping from her chin.

The guy under Sia was the next to go.

"I'm gonna cum!" he hollered.

Sia popped off him quickly and clamped her lips around his rod, briskly jerking him off with her hand. She felt his cock pulsate in her mouth, just before he geysered his thick load of jizz into the little cheerleader's hot, sucking mouth.

Sia pulled it out of her mouth so he could squirt it on her tongue, anxious to taste every bit of it. The smell and taste had become her world, but fresh samples made the flavor extra intense. She wished they could all come into her mouth at once, give her every flavor there was at the same time. She wanted to be drowned in men’s seed.

The man looked down to see his cum squirting into her young mouth, groaning in ecstasy at the incredible sight. There was a wide vee of spilled cum spreading from her chin down to her waist, and it opened up like her mouth was the mouth of a river.

Sia sucked him dry, then rolled off and watched Emma finish off Mr. Okamura. The two of them had switched positions now, and Emma was flat on her back, her knee socks and tennies high in the air, while Mr. Okamura fucked down hard into her.

Emma's tits jiggled under the red-and-white sweater as he pumped her. The white pleats of her red skirt were scrunched up on her tummy, and her shoe laces swung in rhythm with his stroke. She tried to look him in the eye, to see how wildly lustful she had made him, but her eyes rolled back and her mouth opened up in a silent scream, as if she had to let something out to make room for the mammoth penetration inside her.

Suddenly, Mr. Okamura groaned and pulled his dick out just in time. From between her legs, he shot great glops of jizz all over her sweater. Emma laughed as his cream splattered all over her sweater-covered tits. She wanted all of it, as much as she could get. She wanted to be covered in, to wear so much that she could walk around in nothing but cum and people would think she was fully dressed.

Sia tossed Emma a towel, and her friend mopped up the sticky cream as best she could. No sooner had she finished wiping it up, when another guy rolled her over on top of him.

Emma reached down and stuffed the guy's cock into her, while another guy knelt and fucked his member into her asshole. Sia laughed, watching what had just been done to her.

While Emma fucked the two men, already babbling incoherently with her mouth sluggishly slack, the last guy stepped up to Sia.

"What would you like, mister?" Sia asked.

"I wanna eat your pussy, Sia," he answered.

Sia smiled and spread her legs for the man, who buried his head under her little plaid pleated skirt. Sia sighed in pure delight, feeling the man's tongue on her clit. She closed her eyes and softly squeezed her tiny tits through her red vest as the man sucked her into a frenzy.

The man's tongue knew no mercy. Sia was soon gasping for breath. She had never been eaten like this before. The young girl screamed as she came, and the man kept up his relentless licking and sucking.

"Oh my God..." Sia whimpered. "Mister, you're gonna make me cum again..." 

She felt her body shudder and tingle as she came a second time, and the man finally pulled his head out from under her skirt, her love juice all over his mouth and dripping from his chin.

He crawled up to her and she kissed him eagerly. Her juices smeared all over both of their faces, as the little cheerleader probed the man's mouth with her wonderful tongue.

"Fuck me, mister," she begged.

He obeyed, gently sliding his cock into the tight twat of the young girl. He fucked her slowly and gently, enjoying every moment.

"Oh, mister," Sia said softly. "You feel so good in me..."

Meanwhile, the other two men were fucking Emma to an orgasm of her own. Emma screamed in delight, drawing Sia's attention. She was squirting, and so many men had come on her that it moistened their dried seed and washed it off her, leaving her literally dripping. Sia wanted to come on her too. She wanted to wash Emma clean with her womanly juices and leave her smelling of nothing but her.

The two men plotted their orgasms.

"Where do we wanna cum?" asked one.

"Let's do it in her mouth at the same time," answered the other.

The two men rolled Emma onto her back and squatted on either side of her face, whacking their pricks in a flurry. Her mouth hung open, like she was trying to dislodge the orgasmic scream she was experiencing from deep inside her. The teenage cheerleader in her uniform with her mouth open for their cum was too much for them.

"Gonna cum now, are you ready?" asked one man.

"Yeah!" the other groaned.

Emma looked up at the two pricks pointed down at her face. The two men came almost simultaneously, their pricks unloading their juice all over Emma's face. Emma laughed as the men coated her face in sticky white, finally stopping to squeeze the last of it into her mouth. Gently, she pushed it back out with her tongue, letting it slop down her body with the sweat that she was copiously shedding.

Sia looked at the man over her.

"Where do you wanna cum?" she asked, sweetly.

"Wherever you'd like me to, my little darling," he answered.

Sia smiled with those little dimples. "I want you to cum in my hand," she told him.

The man pulled out of her, and Sia took his cock with one hand. While everyone watched, she briskly frigged him with that hand while she put her other hand out to catch his cream.

He didn't last very long. He grimaced, then gasped as he pumped his jizz into her palm. Squirt after squirt, it pooled in Sia's hand. Finally, after she had milked the last of it from him, she released her grip on his prick.

Sitting there on the floor in her cute little cheerleading uniform, her legs spread wide without her panties, she made sure that all the guys were watching.

The men watched in disbelief as young Sia smiled with her cute dimples with a hand full of cum. Then she lowered her face to her hand and stuck out her tongue to lap it up.

Sia scooped some of it up with her tongue. Thick strands of gooey masculinity hung from her tongue as she pulled it into her mouth and swallowed, then licked more off her palm. She loved every thick plug of it as she gulped them down, one at a time, piling them up in her belly like spoonful after spoonful of thick molasses.

The men cheered wildly as Sia licked the last of it from her hand and took a sore swallow. Her throat, fucked raw, felt like she hadn’t had a glass of water in days. Sia, still smiling, knew she was a little cheerleader slut, and she was loving every minute of it.