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Cheerleader Mom
By Jan
Mary approached me after school and confronted me. "Donetta, your fucking my mother, aren't you?"
That took me aback, I wasn't sure how I should answer her question. I was having sex with her mother, but her mother was the one that had seduced me. It wasn't as if I jumped her mother's bones and fucked her.
I had just been a member of our high school cheerleading squad for a year. Mary was a senior and the captain of the squad. The squad consisted of six girls picked on the basis of our looks, popularity and physical ability to perform simple dance steps.
Rarely were sophomores picked for the squad, but they had made an exception in my case. At the time, I have to admit that I wasn't sexually innocent. About the time, I was entering junior high school my girlfriends and I explored our sexuality with each other. We kissed and masturbated each other, but we soon learned that such activity would stigmatize us, so we quit that and pursued the company of boys. I never let boys touch me on dates, because my mother admonished me that if girls are too easy with their virtue boys wouldn't respect them. So, I was relatively innocent when I went to high school.
I was surprised when I was selected for the cheerleading squad, I had tried out on a dare. I was aware that a lot of our classmates consider cheerleaders a bunch of sexual tramps. It is assumed that they fuck the star athletes. But, in truth several of them turned out to be confirmed lesbians.
Our physical education teacher, Ms. Conny Ferguson, serves as our coach. She is a very good- looking woman in her mid-thirties, and a closeted lesbian. She pretended to be a heterosexual for professional reasons, but I found out by accident that she is a muff-diver.
Our mothers were very involved in supporting us. They paid for out outfits and cheerleading camp.
Cheerleaders camp was held during summer vacation at the campus of a university. It was run by a professional organization. We were housed in a girl's dormitory for a week while we were taught the skills needed to perform. It was a shock for me to see the immodesty displayed by the girls attending the camp. They thought nothing about walking round the halls naked, and the crud language they used. By the end of camp, I was just one of the girls parading around in the nude like all of the girls from as many as 15 different schools.
When we returned home we practiced on the girl's athletic field close enough to hear the marching band practicing on the secondary football field. During our practice sessions, we preferred to wear sports bras to prevent our breasts from flopping around and short T-shirts that left our waists exposed, with short-shorts, crew socks and leather cross trainer shoes, because they were comfortable. After practice, we would hang out at the of homes of the captain of the squad.
Mary's mother was very active in the support and administration of the squad, and hosted many social activities at her home, that included social parties and sleeepovers. She had been a cheerleader at the high school and at the college she had graduated from, so she was very vested in the running of the team. She was still a very attractive 41-year-old that kept fit and could still do a credible cheerleading routine ending, I jump-splits.
I don't know if it was because I was the newest and youngest member of the squad, but she seemed to take a special interest in me. She insisted that I should call her Sarah. She also gave me additional private lessons after the other girls were excused. During her instruction, she would place her hands on my body to demonstrate where my arms and legs should be. After the lessons, we would sit and talk while I cooled off. She wanted to know what movies and music I like. The more comfortable I felt with her the more personal the questions became.
She asked me about boys, and I told her that I had little to do with boys because they are so grabby and most of them have bad breath. Additional questions were about if I had ever make out with girls. I confessed that between the ages 10 and 13 my girlfriends and I used to kiss and each other, but about the age of 13 we learned that if anyone found out about what we were doing we would be labelled with names like lesbians and such, so we stopped doing it. She persuaded the subject until I admitted that we had masturbated each other, but denied ever going down on each other.
The more time we spent together the more her hands touched me on inappropriate areas, but I didn't associate her actions as anything other than a desire to help teach me to be a better cheerleader, until the day she commented that it was shame that I had to wear the sports bra. Every girl should be proud of their breasts. She was standing behind me, and she slipped her hand under my T-shirt and f0rced her hand under my tight sports bra. She squeezed my left tit with strong fingers. It startled me but it felt good. When I let out a sigh she slipped her other hand down the front of my tight shorts. I was wearing very thin pair of hip hugger panties.
When her fingers slipped into my panties she felt my soft pubic hairs, and she commented, "Honey, I would recommend that you either shave your pubic hair into a bikini cut or remove all of your hair, because when you kick your legs up you wouldn't want any stray hairs peeking out of your underwear. If you would like I would be happy shave it for you!"
I was embarrassed by her action and suggestion, so I was at and at a loss for a response.
She insisted, "Let me shave it for you?"
I couldn't bring myself to say yes, but I nodded my approval.
She had me sit there on her white plastic patio chair, and she went into the house to get the supplies she needed to do the job. When she returned, she was carrying a towel over her arm and had a pan of warm water, a can of shaving cream and a Lady's safety razor and a pair of scissors in hand. She asked me to remove my shorts and panties had me sit on a bench with my legs spread.
She picked up the scissors and proceeded to cut my pubic hair as short as she could before she moistened my crotch with a wet hand cloth before applying the shaving cream, and then taking up the razor, and proceeded to shave my crotch completely. When she finished shaving me she washed and wiped my crotch, then ran her hand over my vulva. When she was satisfied that she had not missed a hair she applied a lotion that was a skin moisturizer to my pussy, but she didn't just do that, she started masturbating me.
She placed her hands on my thighs spreading them, and placed her face in my crotch and started licking my pussy. I sat there too stunned to respond, and I was overwhelmed by the pleasure she was inducing in me. I had to cling to her head to keep from falling over backwards. I experienced an orgasm that got me so worked up I wanted to do the same for her.
Sarah sat her shaving supplies aside and pulled me to my feet and led me to a chase lounge and quickly removed her own shorts and halter top. I was impressed with the size of her breasts. I thought they were beautiful the way her nipples pointed straight out horizontal to her body. When she removed her panties, I saw that her vulva was shaved clean too. The puffy vulva was so smooth, and poking out of her vagina was a stiff ridge ending in a swollen bulb of a clitoris. She lifted her right breasts and pulled my head towards it, and I opened my mouth and took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it like a baby. She encouraged me to suck on both of her tits for several minutes, before she placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me downwards towards her crotch.
I offered no resistance, because I wondered what it would taste like. As my face got closer I could smell the pungent odour of her cunt and feel the heat of her body. In some ways, it reminded me of the smell of my friend's juices on my fingers back in junior high. There was a distinctive taste of salt on her flesh. I was fascinated by the way her clitoris protruded from her pussy. It reminded me of a little penis. I sucked it into my mouth like I had done to her nipples and sucked on it vigorously.
Sarah was making all kinds of noises that were obviously from pleasure, and she was using all kinds a dirty-words to tell me what she wanted me to do and how much she was enjoying the way I was eating her pussy. She virtually screamed when she had an orgasm.
She pulled me up, and sat me on the chase lounge and we hugged and kissed me, while sucking on my tongue.
We eventually gathered up or clothes and got dressed. While we were getting dressed she assured me that we shouldn't tell the other girls, because Mary would get jealous.
Later that evening I mulled over her words.
While lying in bed I figured out that if her daughter would get jealous she must be having sex with her daughter, and probably other girls on the team. It was all so erotic I masturbated half of the night.
The next day after school we practiced at the school, but afterwards Mary invited all of us to her house for a swimming party. Because I was too young to drive Mary invited me to ride with her and a couple of other members. The rest of them piled into another car. When we arrived at her home, Mary announced to her mother that we were going swimming, and we charged into the backyard. All of them started peeling off their shorts and tops. They didn't hesitate removing their bras and panties. They were joking around, poking each other's tits and butts before jumping into the water. They were not shy about standing in the pool kissing and feeling each other up. It took me a little while before I joined in the fun and games.
At one point my bladder alerted me that I needed to pee and I told them that I needed to use the bathroom, and got out of the pool. I grabbed a large towel and dried my hair and body as I made my way to the house. I practically ran down the hall to the guest bathroom. I barely got my butt seated before I let go and a strong stream of urine splashed in the bowel. I was still pissing when the bathroom door opened and Sarah Walked in. As she closed the door behind her she lifted the front of her dress, showing me her pussy.
She approached and straddled my legs as she shoved her pussy against my mouth. I ate her pussy and while I was licking her clit and sucking on it, she was extoling me on. When she had an orgasm, she pulled me to my feet and kissed me on the mouth. She licked her own pussy juice from my face. While she was kissing me, she shoved two fingers up my cunt, and jilled me until I had an orgasm.
I felt embarrassed as I returned to the pool. I wondered if they could tell I had been fucking Sarah. It was strange that I was concerned at all the five of them were engrossed in sucking each other's pussy.
One day I had an appointment to see the fam!ly doctor, and the team was going to a competition, so Sarah offered to drive me to the school after my doctor's visit.
I had lost my virginity long before Sarah brought me out, but I wondered if my doctor could tell I was having sex. She was very professional as she used a gloved finger to probe my vagina. She simply announced that I was in fine condition.
Sarah was waiting at the curb and simply leaned over and kissed me before driving me to the high school that was hosting the competition. We did well, and won a second-place trophy. We were in good spirits. Everyone was in a party mood. Two of us rode home with Mary and her mother. Mary wanted to go home with the other girl, so Sarah dropped the two of them off at the girl's home. As far as Mary knew her mother was going to take me home, but as soon as the girls were out of the car Sarah took me straight to her home.
I was out of my cheerleaders' uniform in a flash and helped Sarah out of her dress. When I got her out of her dress I discovered she was not wearing panties. I jokingly asked don't you ever wear panties, and she assured me that she rarely ever wears panties.
We went to bed and she got on top of me and we sucked pussies at the same time. Sarah even curled me up in a ball and licked my asshole. It drove me crazy. I just had to try and tongue her asshole too. When we had, both had a couple of orgasms we got dressed and she took me home before Mary would get home.
The next Monday at school it went as normal. We practiced after school under the shade of the trees in front of the girl's gym. Mary was giving me the evil eye all during practice. I wondered why she was mad at me.
After practice, the coach couldn't get away fast enough. The rest of us were gathering up our book bags and stuffing our school clothes in the bags before parting ways.
That was when Mary confronted me with the accusation, "Donetta, your fucking my mother, aren't you?"
I stood there too stunned to respond. Mary slapped me across the left side of my face. I started bawling like a baby. I confessed to having sex with her mother.
She grabbed me arm and dragged me to the parking lot and told me to get in her car after tossing our bags into the back seat. I was too scared to even ask where she was taking me. She soon turned to the left, and I knew she was not taking me to her home or my own home. She drove to a neighbouring town to a rural farm house on a section corner at least a quarter mile from the nearest other residents. She parked her car on the gravel path leading to the old weathered wooden porch.
The sound of the tires crunching the gravel must have alerted the residence. The screen door opened and our coach came out onto the porch to find out who was driving up her driveway. She obviously recognized Mary car.
She was still dressed in the white tennis outfit she always wore at school to teach a bunch of girls that had no desire to exercise at all. I learned that day that she only coached the cheerleaders, girl basketball team because it was required by her contract with the school board, but it also gave her access to girls to party with. She seemed to recognize Mary's car as she stood there with her legs spread and hands resting on her hips.
Mary's side of the car was facing the porch, so Conny smiled at Mary, but didn't notice me until I exited my side of the car. Conny's face darkened when she saw me. I took it that she didn't appreciate my presence. I was about to get back in the car, until Mary insisted that I join her. We walked up the steps to face Conny.
Conny placed her arms around Mary's shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. She invited us in for visit.
When we entered the house, I fascinated to see what our coaches home looked like. At first glance, it looked like any home in the area. The furniture was contemporary, and the house was clean and tidy. There was nothing in the living room to tell you about Conny's personal life. There were no fam!ly pictures or anything that bespoke of her hobbies. It could have been a room in a hotel.
Conny Asked Mary, "To what do I owe the honour of this visit?"
Mary responded, "Donetta has been fucking my mother, and I figured that if she is going to fuck my mother she should at least learn how to do it properly."
Conny quickly whipped out her right hand and slapped Mary across the face. "You presume too much!"
Mary rubbed the side of her face, "I figured you would be pleased to show our young cheerleader how to please a woman. You must have been attracted to her to select a sophomore for the squad."
Conny looked at me. I felt like she was undressing me with her eyes. It made me feel uncomfortable. She must have made a decision because she took us both by the hand and led us through the house to the master bedroom in the back of the house.
For the first time, I actually saw something that reflected Conny's personality. There had been rumours among the other cheerleaders that she was a lesbian but I hadn't paid much attention. My opinion changed, seeing the adornments in this room.
There were photographs on the wall and on her dresser of several women. There were some with faces that had haircuts more like a man's and their faces were without makeup and looked more like men than women. The only problem was they had big breasts. The other type of women on the walls were delicate flowers with long flowing hair. They had sweet looing mouths and their bodies were showing supple breasts and very womanly pussies. It was obvious that she worshiped the womanly form of types of women. The decorations were very delicately feminine.
Conny gave Mary and I a lasciviously look. "Since you saw fit to drag an uninitiated girl to my home without permission, you deserved to be punished. As for you Donette, if you're Mary's mother you can watch!"
"That is not quite true, she has been fucking me for a few weeks."
Mary was furious with me for blaming her mother for seducing me. She wanted to strike me, but she just stood there with clinched fists.
Conny stepped between us and said, "Now girls let's not get hostel. Mary, you and I both know that your mother has a sweet tooth for fresh young gash."
Mary un-clinched fists, as Conny told her to assume the proper position for her punishment. Mary dropped her shorts and panties as she drayped herself across the side of the bed. Conny started spanking her butt with her bare hand.
With each smack Mary's butt cheeks started taking on a red glow. She was starting to beg Conny to take pity on her and stop whipping her. The crying was not fake at all.
I was feeling uncomfortable watching Conny whipping Mary like that.
Conny turned her attention towards me. "Mary violated my rule of not bringing girls to my house that are not committed to keeping my secret, after all I could lose my job if it became publicly known that I am a lesbian. Do you understand why I don't want anyone casually going around bringing around girls without my permission?"
"I understand your concerns, but should you be punishing Mary so harshly?"
"I want to make an impression on Mary that she will never forget! Before this goes any further do you promise to never discuss what you now know about me?"
I thought about her question, and understood her request. "I promise that what I know about you will never cross my lips!"
Conny smiled, and she reached for my arm and pulled me close kissed me on the mouth.
I surrendered to her embrace as she started removing my school clothes. When I was totally naked she sat me on the bed next to Mary. The colour was returning to Mary's butt, and she turned over and the two of us watched as Conny removed her clothes.
I was even more impressed with her physique. She has a body to die for. I thought she had a better body than any of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit models I have seen. I had seen most of her body at school, but I had never seen her completely naked before. Her breasts couldn't have been more perfect even with implants. As for her ass, breasts and pussy there was not so much as a scar or bodily imperfection on them.
Mary pulled her top off to join us in our naked glory. We looked at each other as Conny joined us on the bed.
That was the start of many afternoons of sexual parties at her home. Conny was a truly experienced lover. She directed our every move and introduced us to a number of ways to please women that we would have never thought of on our own.
The first thing she taught us was masturbation interruptus. She would masturbate us right to the edge of an orgasm, then stop for a period of time. It would drive us to the brink of madness and f0rce us to beg her to make us cum. By the time she relented and diddled us to orgasm we would often lose control of our bladders and we would piss all over ourselves.
She also introduced us to face sitting. She would sit on our faces and smother us with her crotch. While being deprived of oxygen we were instructed to lick her cunt and asshole. It became exciting to actually, experience an orgasm while bringing her to an orgasm. My nose would be filed with the aroma of her cunt and I could smell her odour after I went home and enjoy the smell while masturbating myself to sleep.
Mary's mother Sarah became a beneficiary of my education at the hands of Conny. It thrilled her when I would allow her to sit on my face. Our masturbation sessions became delightful torture. We would do it until there was no way of stopping the orgasm. We would often black out for a short time after an orgasm.
I continued to visit Sarah for many years. We lost contact with each other after I moved to another state following a job opportunity.
THE END
By Jan
Mary approached me after school and confronted me. "Donetta, your fucking my mother, aren't you?"
That took me aback, I wasn't sure how I should answer her question. I was having sex with her mother, but her mother was the one that had seduced me. It wasn't as if I jumped her mother's bones and fucked her.
I had just been a member of our high school cheerleading squad for a year. Mary was a senior and the captain of the squad. The squad consisted of six girls picked on the basis of our looks, popularity and physical ability to perform simple dance steps.
Rarely were sophomores picked for the squad, but they had made an exception in my case. At the time, I have to admit that I wasn't sexually innocent. About the time, I was entering junior high school my girlfriends and I explored our sexuality with each other. We kissed and masturbated each other, but we soon learned that such activity would stigmatize us, so we quit that and pursued the company of boys. I never let boys touch me on dates, because my mother admonished me that if girls are too easy with their virtue boys wouldn't respect them. So, I was relatively innocent when I went to high school.
I was surprised when I was selected for the cheerleading squad, I had tried out on a dare. I was aware that a lot of our classmates consider cheerleaders a bunch of sexual tramps. It is assumed that they fuck the star athletes. But, in truth several of them turned out to be confirmed lesbians.
Our physical education teacher, Ms. Conny Ferguson, serves as our coach. She is a very good- looking woman in her mid-thirties, and a closeted lesbian. She pretended to be a heterosexual for professional reasons, but I found out by accident that she is a muff-diver.
Our mothers were very involved in supporting us. They paid for out outfits and cheerleading camp.
Cheerleaders camp was held during summer vacation at the campus of a university. It was run by a professional organization. We were housed in a girl's dormitory for a week while we were taught the skills needed to perform. It was a shock for me to see the immodesty displayed by the girls attending the camp. They thought nothing about walking round the halls naked, and the crud language they used. By the end of camp, I was just one of the girls parading around in the nude like all of the girls from as many as 15 different schools.
When we returned home we practiced on the girl's athletic field close enough to hear the marching band practicing on the secondary football field. During our practice sessions, we preferred to wear sports bras to prevent our breasts from flopping around and short T-shirts that left our waists exposed, with short-shorts, crew socks and leather cross trainer shoes, because they were comfortable. After practice, we would hang out at the of homes of the captain of the squad.
Mary's mother was very active in the support and administration of the squad, and hosted many social activities at her home, that included social parties and sleeepovers. She had been a cheerleader at the high school and at the college she had graduated from, so she was very vested in the running of the team. She was still a very attractive 41-year-old that kept fit and could still do a credible cheerleading routine ending, I jump-splits.
I don't know if it was because I was the newest and youngest member of the squad, but she seemed to take a special interest in me. She insisted that I should call her Sarah. She also gave me additional private lessons after the other girls were excused. During her instruction, she would place her hands on my body to demonstrate where my arms and legs should be. After the lessons, we would sit and talk while I cooled off. She wanted to know what movies and music I like. The more comfortable I felt with her the more personal the questions became.
She asked me about boys, and I told her that I had little to do with boys because they are so grabby and most of them have bad breath. Additional questions were about if I had ever make out with girls. I confessed that between the ages 10 and 13 my girlfriends and I used to kiss and each other, but about the age of 13 we learned that if anyone found out about what we were doing we would be labelled with names like lesbians and such, so we stopped doing it. She persuaded the subject until I admitted that we had masturbated each other, but denied ever going down on each other.
The more time we spent together the more her hands touched me on inappropriate areas, but I didn't associate her actions as anything other than a desire to help teach me to be a better cheerleader, until the day she commented that it was shame that I had to wear the sports bra. Every girl should be proud of their breasts. She was standing behind me, and she slipped her hand under my T-shirt and f0rced her hand under my tight sports bra. She squeezed my left tit with strong fingers. It startled me but it felt good. When I let out a sigh she slipped her other hand down the front of my tight shorts. I was wearing very thin pair of hip hugger panties.
When her fingers slipped into my panties she felt my soft pubic hairs, and she commented, "Honey, I would recommend that you either shave your pubic hair into a bikini cut or remove all of your hair, because when you kick your legs up you wouldn't want any stray hairs peeking out of your underwear. If you would like I would be happy shave it for you!"
I was embarrassed by her action and suggestion, so I was at and at a loss for a response.
She insisted, "Let me shave it for you?"
I couldn't bring myself to say yes, but I nodded my approval.
She had me sit there on her white plastic patio chair, and she went into the house to get the supplies she needed to do the job. When she returned, she was carrying a towel over her arm and had a pan of warm water, a can of shaving cream and a Lady's safety razor and a pair of scissors in hand. She asked me to remove my shorts and panties had me sit on a bench with my legs spread.
She picked up the scissors and proceeded to cut my pubic hair as short as she could before she moistened my crotch with a wet hand cloth before applying the shaving cream, and then taking up the razor, and proceeded to shave my crotch completely. When she finished shaving me she washed and wiped my crotch, then ran her hand over my vulva. When she was satisfied that she had not missed a hair she applied a lotion that was a skin moisturizer to my pussy, but she didn't just do that, she started masturbating me.
She placed her hands on my thighs spreading them, and placed her face in my crotch and started licking my pussy. I sat there too stunned to respond, and I was overwhelmed by the pleasure she was inducing in me. I had to cling to her head to keep from falling over backwards. I experienced an orgasm that got me so worked up I wanted to do the same for her.
Sarah sat her shaving supplies aside and pulled me to my feet and led me to a chase lounge and quickly removed her own shorts and halter top. I was impressed with the size of her breasts. I thought they were beautiful the way her nipples pointed straight out horizontal to her body. When she removed her panties, I saw that her vulva was shaved clean too. The puffy vulva was so smooth, and poking out of her vagina was a stiff ridge ending in a swollen bulb of a clitoris. She lifted her right breasts and pulled my head towards it, and I opened my mouth and took her nipple into my mouth and sucked on it like a baby. She encouraged me to suck on both of her tits for several minutes, before she placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me downwards towards her crotch.
I offered no resistance, because I wondered what it would taste like. As my face got closer I could smell the pungent odour of her cunt and feel the heat of her body. In some ways, it reminded me of the smell of my friend's juices on my fingers back in junior high. There was a distinctive taste of salt on her flesh. I was fascinated by the way her clitoris protruded from her pussy. It reminded me of a little penis. I sucked it into my mouth like I had done to her nipples and sucked on it vigorously.
Sarah was making all kinds of noises that were obviously from pleasure, and she was using all kinds a dirty-words to tell me what she wanted me to do and how much she was enjoying the way I was eating her pussy. She virtually screamed when she had an orgasm.
She pulled me up, and sat me on the chase lounge and we hugged and kissed me, while sucking on my tongue.
We eventually gathered up or clothes and got dressed. While we were getting dressed she assured me that we shouldn't tell the other girls, because Mary would get jealous.
Later that evening I mulled over her words.
While lying in bed I figured out that if her daughter would get jealous she must be having sex with her daughter, and probably other girls on the team. It was all so erotic I masturbated half of the night.
The next day after school we practiced at the school, but afterwards Mary invited all of us to her house for a swimming party. Because I was too young to drive Mary invited me to ride with her and a couple of other members. The rest of them piled into another car. When we arrived at her home, Mary announced to her mother that we were going swimming, and we charged into the backyard. All of them started peeling off their shorts and tops. They didn't hesitate removing their bras and panties. They were joking around, poking each other's tits and butts before jumping into the water. They were not shy about standing in the pool kissing and feeling each other up. It took me a little while before I joined in the fun and games.
At one point my bladder alerted me that I needed to pee and I told them that I needed to use the bathroom, and got out of the pool. I grabbed a large towel and dried my hair and body as I made my way to the house. I practically ran down the hall to the guest bathroom. I barely got my butt seated before I let go and a strong stream of urine splashed in the bowel. I was still pissing when the bathroom door opened and Sarah Walked in. As she closed the door behind her she lifted the front of her dress, showing me her pussy.
She approached and straddled my legs as she shoved her pussy against my mouth. I ate her pussy and while I was licking her clit and sucking on it, she was extoling me on. When she had an orgasm, she pulled me to my feet and kissed me on the mouth. She licked her own pussy juice from my face. While she was kissing me, she shoved two fingers up my cunt, and jilled me until I had an orgasm.
I felt embarrassed as I returned to the pool. I wondered if they could tell I had been fucking Sarah. It was strange that I was concerned at all the five of them were engrossed in sucking each other's pussy.
One day I had an appointment to see the fam!ly doctor, and the team was going to a competition, so Sarah offered to drive me to the school after my doctor's visit.
I had lost my virginity long before Sarah brought me out, but I wondered if my doctor could tell I was having sex. She was very professional as she used a gloved finger to probe my vagina. She simply announced that I was in fine condition.
Sarah was waiting at the curb and simply leaned over and kissed me before driving me to the high school that was hosting the competition. We did well, and won a second-place trophy. We were in good spirits. Everyone was in a party mood. Two of us rode home with Mary and her mother. Mary wanted to go home with the other girl, so Sarah dropped the two of them off at the girl's home. As far as Mary knew her mother was going to take me home, but as soon as the girls were out of the car Sarah took me straight to her home.
I was out of my cheerleaders' uniform in a flash and helped Sarah out of her dress. When I got her out of her dress I discovered she was not wearing panties. I jokingly asked don't you ever wear panties, and she assured me that she rarely ever wears panties.
We went to bed and she got on top of me and we sucked pussies at the same time. Sarah even curled me up in a ball and licked my asshole. It drove me crazy. I just had to try and tongue her asshole too. When we had, both had a couple of orgasms we got dressed and she took me home before Mary would get home.
The next Monday at school it went as normal. We practiced after school under the shade of the trees in front of the girl's gym. Mary was giving me the evil eye all during practice. I wondered why she was mad at me.
After practice, the coach couldn't get away fast enough. The rest of us were gathering up our book bags and stuffing our school clothes in the bags before parting ways.
That was when Mary confronted me with the accusation, "Donetta, your fucking my mother, aren't you?"
I stood there too stunned to respond. Mary slapped me across the left side of my face. I started bawling like a baby. I confessed to having sex with her mother.
She grabbed me arm and dragged me to the parking lot and told me to get in her car after tossing our bags into the back seat. I was too scared to even ask where she was taking me. She soon turned to the left, and I knew she was not taking me to her home or my own home. She drove to a neighbouring town to a rural farm house on a section corner at least a quarter mile from the nearest other residents. She parked her car on the gravel path leading to the old weathered wooden porch.
The sound of the tires crunching the gravel must have alerted the residence. The screen door opened and our coach came out onto the porch to find out who was driving up her driveway. She obviously recognized Mary car.
She was still dressed in the white tennis outfit she always wore at school to teach a bunch of girls that had no desire to exercise at all. I learned that day that she only coached the cheerleaders, girl basketball team because it was required by her contract with the school board, but it also gave her access to girls to party with. She seemed to recognize Mary's car as she stood there with her legs spread and hands resting on her hips.
Mary's side of the car was facing the porch, so Conny smiled at Mary, but didn't notice me until I exited my side of the car. Conny's face darkened when she saw me. I took it that she didn't appreciate my presence. I was about to get back in the car, until Mary insisted that I join her. We walked up the steps to face Conny.
Conny placed her arms around Mary's shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. She invited us in for visit.
When we entered the house, I fascinated to see what our coaches home looked like. At first glance, it looked like any home in the area. The furniture was contemporary, and the house was clean and tidy. There was nothing in the living room to tell you about Conny's personal life. There were no fam!ly pictures or anything that bespoke of her hobbies. It could have been a room in a hotel.
Conny Asked Mary, "To what do I owe the honour of this visit?"
Mary responded, "Donetta has been fucking my mother, and I figured that if she is going to fuck my mother she should at least learn how to do it properly."
Conny quickly whipped out her right hand and slapped Mary across the face. "You presume too much!"
Mary rubbed the side of her face, "I figured you would be pleased to show our young cheerleader how to please a woman. You must have been attracted to her to select a sophomore for the squad."
Conny looked at me. I felt like she was undressing me with her eyes. It made me feel uncomfortable. She must have made a decision because she took us both by the hand and led us through the house to the master bedroom in the back of the house.
For the first time, I actually saw something that reflected Conny's personality. There had been rumours among the other cheerleaders that she was a lesbian but I hadn't paid much attention. My opinion changed, seeing the adornments in this room.
There were photographs on the wall and on her dresser of several women. There were some with faces that had haircuts more like a man's and their faces were without makeup and looked more like men than women. The only problem was they had big breasts. The other type of women on the walls were delicate flowers with long flowing hair. They had sweet looing mouths and their bodies were showing supple breasts and very womanly pussies. It was obvious that she worshiped the womanly form of types of women. The decorations were very delicately feminine.
Conny gave Mary and I a lasciviously look. "Since you saw fit to drag an uninitiated girl to my home without permission, you deserved to be punished. As for you Donette, if you're Mary's mother you can watch!"
"That is not quite true, she has been fucking me for a few weeks."
Mary was furious with me for blaming her mother for seducing me. She wanted to strike me, but she just stood there with clinched fists.
Conny stepped between us and said, "Now girls let's not get hostel. Mary, you and I both know that your mother has a sweet tooth for fresh young gash."
Mary un-clinched fists, as Conny told her to assume the proper position for her punishment. Mary dropped her shorts and panties as she drayped herself across the side of the bed. Conny started spanking her butt with her bare hand.
With each smack Mary's butt cheeks started taking on a red glow. She was starting to beg Conny to take pity on her and stop whipping her. The crying was not fake at all.
I was feeling uncomfortable watching Conny whipping Mary like that.
Conny turned her attention towards me. "Mary violated my rule of not bringing girls to my house that are not committed to keeping my secret, after all I could lose my job if it became publicly known that I am a lesbian. Do you understand why I don't want anyone casually going around bringing around girls without my permission?"
"I understand your concerns, but should you be punishing Mary so harshly?"
"I want to make an impression on Mary that she will never forget! Before this goes any further do you promise to never discuss what you now know about me?"
I thought about her question, and understood her request. "I promise that what I know about you will never cross my lips!"
Conny smiled, and she reached for my arm and pulled me close kissed me on the mouth.
I surrendered to her embrace as she started removing my school clothes. When I was totally naked she sat me on the bed next to Mary. The colour was returning to Mary's butt, and she turned over and the two of us watched as Conny removed her clothes.
I was even more impressed with her physique. She has a body to die for. I thought she had a better body than any of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit models I have seen. I had seen most of her body at school, but I had never seen her completely naked before. Her breasts couldn't have been more perfect even with implants. As for her ass, breasts and pussy there was not so much as a scar or bodily imperfection on them.
Mary pulled her top off to join us in our naked glory. We looked at each other as Conny joined us on the bed.
That was the start of many afternoons of sexual parties at her home. Conny was a truly experienced lover. She directed our every move and introduced us to a number of ways to please women that we would have never thought of on our own.
The first thing she taught us was masturbation interruptus. She would masturbate us right to the edge of an orgasm, then stop for a period of time. It would drive us to the brink of madness and f0rce us to beg her to make us cum. By the time she relented and diddled us to orgasm we would often lose control of our bladders and we would piss all over ourselves.
She also introduced us to face sitting. She would sit on our faces and smother us with her crotch. While being deprived of oxygen we were instructed to lick her cunt and asshole. It became exciting to actually, experience an orgasm while bringing her to an orgasm. My nose would be filed with the aroma of her cunt and I could smell her odour after I went home and enjoy the smell while masturbating myself to sleep.
Mary's mother Sarah became a beneficiary of my education at the hands of Conny. It thrilled her when I would allow her to sit on my face. Our masturbation sessions became delightful torture. We would do it until there was no way of stopping the orgasm. We would often black out for a short time after an orgasm.
I continued to visit Sarah for many years. We lost contact with each other after I moved to another state following a job opportunity.
THE END
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