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Jimmy Becomes Jenny By Cheerleader Tina
Chapter 3 -- Jenny Gets Another Girlfriend
I just stood in Miranda's room. I knew Cindy was coming over, but all
of a sudden I was afraid for her to see me dressed up like this. The
doorbell rang again.
"That will be Cindy. Jenny, be a dear and go answer the door, will
you?" Miranda asked. "Be careful on the stairs, and be sure to curtsy
when you open the door. I'll be right behind you." I walked to the door
and out into the hall. I slowly made my way down the stairs, still a
little unsteady on the heels. I got to the door as the doorbell rang
again. I opened the door to see Cindy standing on the porch. I
curtsied, trying to remember how one worked from the movies I had seen.
"You must be Jenny," Cindy said, "Miranda's told me a lot about you.
Can I come in?" I nodded and stepped out of the way, making room for
Cindy to come inside. She saw Miranda behind me and said, "Hi Miranda!
Your new girlfriend's cute."
"She's great at eating pussy too," Miranda responded, "She didn't like
her cum when she ate it though, she still needs to acquire a taste for
it." I was humiliated listening to Miranda telling Cindy about my
experiences with oral sex. I wasn't sure when I'd ever been that
embarrassed. "She loves sucking on the penis gag though, told me so
herself," Miranda continued, "And you should have heard her moan when I
fucked her with the strap-on."
The humiliation was more than I could take. I couldn't hold it in, and
I started to cry. I flinched when Cindy came up and put her hand on my
face, but she said, "There there Jenny, it's ok that you're a slut who
loves to eat pussy and suck cocks. It's even ok that you like it in the
ass. I've never been a big fan of having guys do me there, but I know
that you want to be a real girl and that's the closest you can get to
having a man fill your pussy with his big dick. I'll bet you're going
to love having your butt filled with hot cum."
She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek before saying, "All of us
cheerleaders, and that includes you now, are sluts. We love having
orgasms, and we're not ashamed of how we get them. We'll be happy to
play with you, and we'll never make fun of you, ok?" I nodded and
sniffled a bit. Cindy lifted my chin to face her, and then she kissed
me, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I returned the kiss, our
tongues twisting around each other. "See?" she said when she broke the
kiss, "It'll be fine."
"Lets go back up to my room, I'm sure Jenny's anxious to taste your
pussy," Miranda said to Cindy. I nodded, drying my tears. "Lead the way
Cindy, let Jenny get a good look at your ass on the way up," Miranda
commanded. Cindy nodded, grinning, and said, "Sure thing." She headed
up the stairs and I followed, enjoying the view her tight jeans
afforded me of her ass.
"What do you want to do first?" Miranda asked when we got to her room.
"Well, as much as I want to have Jenny's tongue in my pussy, I think
it'd only be appropriate to let her experience prom night the way she
only could with us."
Cindy turned around and grabbed me, then she whirled me around and
tossed me on the bed. She hiked the bottom of my dress up around my
waist. She noticed that my panties were on top of my garter straps.
"See, you're just like us, we always wear our panties over our garters.
It makes this easier," Cindy said.
She pulled my panties down around my ankles. She kicked off her shoes
before stripping her jeans and panties off. Then she climbed on top of
me, engulfing my cock with her pussy. She began thrusting and I did the
same.
"Every girl expects to get fucked on prom night, just like this. Skirt
up around your waist, full of your date's cock," Cindy said, reaching
up to squeeze the balloons in my corset.
When both Cindy and I had cum, she lay down on top of me, cuddling me
close. I lay there with her, attempting to catch my breath in the tight
corset. I heard a whimper and looked up at Cindy, but she was just
smiling contentedly, her eyes closed. I looked over to see Miranda
sitting in the corner of the room, her fingers buried deep in her
panties. When she was finished, she looked over at us.
"Better not waste that cum, Jenny," Miranda told me.
Cindy rolled over on her back and pulled me into a sitting position.
She guided my head to her crotch, and I went willingly. I stuck my
tongue out and into her pussy, the taste of her juices mixing with the
now familiar taste of my own cum. Cindy moaned with pleasure as I ate
her out. When I felt Cindy orgasm, I pulled back, but she grabbed my
head and forced it back. I kept going, waiting for her to finish.
"I need a rest," I said when Cindy was done, "I'm totally spent."
"I'm not," Miranda said, and Cindy nodded her agreement. "Before Cindy
and I get started though, I think Jenny's getting a little too
comfortable with that buttplug."
"What do you mean?" I asked. It had stopped hurting, and I didn't
really want her to do anything.
"We want you to be ready for the bigger cocks. We have to stretch your
asshole out a little," Miranda replied.
She picked up the pump and the hose it was attached to. Cindy grabbed
my legs and pulled them up and out, spreading my cheeks to give Miranda
easy access. I felt the plug moving in my ass as Miranda reattached the
hose. She pumped it a few times and I felt it expanding inside me.
After a few more pumps, she detached the hose.
"There, that should keep you full," Miranda said. Then to Cindy, "You
just had a turn, why don't you use the strap-on, I could use a good
fuck."
"Sounds good," Cindy said.
She grabbed the strap-on from the floor and wrapped it around her
pelvis, tightening the straps around her legs. She turned to me, pursed
her lips, and made obscene masturbating gestures at me. I laughed, and
she turned back to Miranda.
"Where do you want it?" Cindy asked Miranda.
"Hmm, tough decision. I love it in my pussy, but since I just finished
there, why don't you put it in my ass?" Miranda decided.
Miranda rolled over and got up on all fours. She wiggled her ass
provocatively. Cindy grabbed the Vaseline and smeared some on the head
of the strap-on. She pushed it up against Miranda's asshole, sliding it
nearly all the way in with the first thrust. Miranda gasped and then
started to push back toward Cindy.
The girls were really going at it, and I was getting horny again just
watching. I could hear them both moaning, completely oblivious to me. I
just sat there watching them, enjoying the show. Cindy reached around
Miranda and grabbed her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples.
Miranda was loving it, I could tell by the look on her face. Cindy
slowed down, fucking Miranda slowly and deliberately.
As soon as Miranda came, Cindy pulled out of her ass and unhooked the
strap-on as fast as she could. Her hand went right to her pussy,
playing with her clit like she was about to explode. Miranda kissed her
on the lips saying, "I'll just let you finish up while I get Jenny out
of the dress." Miranda walked over to me, turning me around and
unzipping the back of the dress. She slipped the dress down my body and
it passed easily around my constricted waist.
When Miranda untied the corset, I took a deep breath. I felt
lightheaded at first, but it felt good when I recovered.
"What's next?" I asked.
"I don't know, I'm pretty wiped," Cindy said.
"I'm pretty worn out too," Miranda added. "Why don't we all just cuddle
up for a nap for now and see what we feel like doing when we wake up."
"Sounds good to me," I replied, "but I don't have any sleeping clothes.
Can I borrow something?"
"Me too," Cindy agreed, "I suppose we could sleep naked, but I'm not
sure we'll get any rest."
Miranda bent over her dresser and fiddled with her alarm clock. Then
she went into her closet and returned a few minutes later. She was
wearing a nightie of her own and carrying two more. She handed me a
sheer pink nightie and gave a baby blue one to Cindy. We dressed
quickly, and then we all got in bed. I was in the middle, the two girls
cuddled up to either side of me.
"I set the alarm for three o'clock. That should give us plenty of time
toe have some more fun before my mom gets home," Miranda said.
With the warm bodies pressed in close to me it didn't take long to fall
asleep. I woke up a few hours later to the sound of Miranda's alarm. As
I rolled over I felt Miranda get out of bed. The alarm cut out a few
seconds later, and I opened my eyes to see Miranda coming back to the
bed. I noticed that Cindy was still asleep.
"She's always been a heavy sleeper," Miranda whispered in my ear.
"Wanna have some fun waking her up?"
I nodded and pulled the covers back so I could reach Cindy's pussy. I
gently lifted the nightie up past her hips and gently rolled her over
onto her back. Miranda crawled up to the head of the bed and slipped
the shoulder straps of the nightie down Cindy's arms. When Cindy's
breasts were uncovered, Miranda began teasing Cindy's nipples. I slowly
spread Cindy's legs and began to lick her pussy, working my way in as
slowly as I could.
I felt Cindy's hips begin to move as I tongued her. She moaned and I
paused, but when she didn't wake up I continued. As Cindy's moans got
louder and her hips started moving faster, I sped up, trying to match
my pace to hers.
"Oh God," Cindy said as she woke up. I wasn't expecting it, and I
flinched in surprise, pulling away from Cindy. "No, don't stop," she
gasped, pulling my head back between her legs. I dived back in, trying
to pushing my tongue as deep as it would go. It didn't take long for
Miranda and me to get Cindy off.
"I thought we were supposed to nap to get our energy back," Cindy
jokingly complained, smiling at us. "Now I'm all worn out again."
"Well, we'll give you a chance to rest," Miranda responded. "Remember
when I said Jenny needed to acquire a taste for her cum? I think it's
about time we set to work on that. What do you say we go to the kitchen
and mix Jenny up a drink or two?"
"But, I don't want to drink any more," I said. "Wasn't once enough?"
"I know you didn't like the taste, but you and I both know you loved
swallowing your load. It made you feel like a real girl, like one of
us. I just want to help you get used to the taste. We'll start slow,
mix it with strong things so you can barely taste it. We'll work up
until you don't mind the flavor and can just concentrate on the action,
sucking a dildo, drinking your cum. Won't that be better, being able to
do what you like without having to scramble to get the taste out of
your mouth?"
"I guess so, it's just..." I trailed off.
"Just what honey?" Cindy said, wrapping her arms around me and holding
me tight, "What are you afraid of?"
I couldn't look at either of them, so I stared at the floor and said,
"I'm afraid if I get used to the taste then you'll have me sucking
another guy's cock."
"Another guy? That's all? If that's what you're afraid of, then I can
fix that. I promise, we'll never ask you to suck another guy's cock.
Would that make it better?" Miranda asked.
"Yeah, it would. Thanks," I said, relieved that they had taken it so
well.
Cindy seemed to realize that I had been worried about what they would
say and told me, "Jenny, don't be afraid to tell us if something
bothers you. We'll probably push you to try things so that you can find
out what you enjoy, but we'll never force you to do anything. If we go
to fast, tell us, and we can slow down. We want to have fun with you,
but we don't want to hurt you, ok?"
That reassured me, and I nodded. We set off for the kitchen, still
wearing our nighties. When we got there, Cindy and I went to the
refrigerator while Miranda grabbed a large shot glass out of the
cabinet. She joined us, still holding the glass in her hand, and
pointed to a squeeze bottle of chocolate sauce.
"Grab that," she said, "and bring it over to the table."
I leaned in to grab it and Cindy ran her hands up my sides. The feeling
of the cold nightie on my skin surprised me. I jumped a little and
almost dropped the bottle.
Miranda told us to wait for a second, and then went into the living
room. She reappeared soon after with a cushion from the couch. She
tossed it on the floor near the table and told me to kneel on it.
"What for?" I asked as I knelt down. I was curious, but I didn't see
any reason not to do as she asked.
"Well, if you're standing up, it'll be hard to get your cum in this
glass," she said, holding it up for me to see. "If you're on all fours,
it will be a lot easier, and the cushion will keep your knees from
hurting. The floor's kinda hard in here."
I realized that she was right, so leaned forward and put my hands down.
I felt my nightie being lifted up past my ass, and then hands roaming
over my legs and butt. One of the hands found its way to my cock and
started rubbing it slowly. It didn't take long for me to be fully erect
again.
I craned my head around to watch, and Miranda told Cindy. "Why don't
you go keep Jenny occupied?"
Cindy came up in front of me, and I expected her to lie down for
another cunt-eating, but instead she started kissing me. Our tongues
went to work, and with all the stimulation I shot my load into the
glass. Miranda kept pumping my cock, making sure she got as much as she
possibly could before she wiped my penis along the edge, scraping every
remnant of my orgasm into the class.
"There we go," she said when she was finished, holding it up for me to
see. I expected it to be pretty full, but there wasn't nearly as much
in the glass as it had felt like.
"What are you going to stir it with?" Cindy asked. "A spoon is too big
to stir in that with."
"Ooh, I hadn't thought of that," Miranda replied. She thought for a
moment then said, "See if you can find a toothpick in the top drawer in
the corner."
While Cindy went to find a toothpick, Miranda was measuring out
chocolate sauce. She added about twice as much sauce as there was cum.
When Cindy brought back the toothpick, Miranda took it from her and
began to stir. It took a while, but eventually the mixture was fairly
consistent. She pulled the toothpick out, put the tip in her mouth, and
sucked the end dry.
"Delicious," she said, grinning at me. She handed me the glass and
said, "Bottoms up!"
Cindy slapped my bottom as Miranda said that, and I brought the glass
up to my lips. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, expecting it
to be gross. It was a lot better than I'd expected. It tasted a lot
like chocolate and had a hint of salty flavor, but it didn't taste
anything like my cum had the last time I had eaten it. I licked the
bottom of the glass, certain that they expected me to get every last
drop. When I finished, they were looking at me expectantly.
"Well, how was it?" Miranda asked.
"Actually, it wasn't bad," I replied truthfully. "It was better than I
expected it to be."
"Well good," Cindy said, "We'll give you a little time to recover, but
while we wait, who's up for breakfast? I'm hungry"
"Sounds like a good plan to me," Miranda said, and I nodded my
agreement. "What do you two want? We have cereal, or we have eggs, or
pancakes."
We agreed on pancakes and Miranda went to the pantry to get the mix.
Cindy got a bowl to mix the pancakes in, and I grabbed a skillet from
where it was hanging on a rack. Miranda came back and we made the
batter and started cooking the pancakes.
We ate the pancakes as they were ready, and when we were almost out of
batter, Cindy said, "Ok Jenny, the last one's yours. You ready for some
special syrup?"
"I don't know if I'm ready yet," I told her, but Miranda came up behind
me and pulled me up against her. She ran her hands up under my nightie,
teasing my nipples. I began to get hard. Cindy reached down and took my
cock in her hands and I sprang the rest of the way up.
"Looks like you're ready to me," Cindy said. Miranda slid the pancake
onto my plate and held it down in front of me. Cindy began stroking me,
and I closed my eyes. I felt a mouth on each of my nipples, tongues
teasing them. I came quickly, and I opened my eyes to see my pancake
covered in cum. Miranda put my plate on the table and handed me a
bottle maple syrup to put on top to hide some of the taste. I ate it,
mixing the cum with the syrup so it wouldn't be as strong. It wasn't
quite as good as the chocolate, but the taste didn't stick in my mouth
like it had the first time, on the bed.
We finished up breakfast and went back upstairs. We decided that the
next thing on the agenda was to get cleaned up. Miranda suggested that
we use the big shower in her mom's bathroom, and we all agreed. We left
our nighties in the bedroom and headed to the bathroom, getting ready
to get in the shower.
"Oh, we'll need towels, I'll go get them," Miranda said. "You guys go
ahead and get in the shower, I'll be back in a minute."
Cindy and I got in the shower and closed the door behind us. I heard
Miranda leave, closing the bathroom door behind her. Miranda's mom's
shower was big, and instead of tiles it had natural stone walls. We
stood so that we wouldn't be under the water and turned the shower on.
When the water was warm enough, Cindy stepped under it and pulled me in
after her.
She kept moving until I was blocking the entire shower. Then Cindy
grabbed the soap and began to lather herself. When her breasts and
stomach were soapy, she pulled me closer to her. Then she grabbed my
shoulders and lifted herself up, lining her pussy up with my erection.
I put my hands underneath her for support and helped her lower herself
slowly. Once she was in place, she began to move up and down, soaping
me up as she fucked me.
"That looks like fun."
We turned our heads and saw Miranda closing the door behind her as she
joined us in the shower.
"I think it's my turn now," she said. I put Cindy down and turned to
Miranda, expecting her to take Cindy's place, but she walked over to
Cindy instead. Cindy picked up the soap again and walked around behind
Miranda.
I watched as Cindy began to rub soap over Miranda's front. Her fingers
moved slowly around her breasts, teasing her nipples, then moving on.
Miranda moaned and pushed herself tightly up against Cindy, wiggling
her ass as she did so. I moved to join them, grinding my pelvis against
Miranda's and feeling Cindy pushing from the back.
After we'd finished soaping each other we washed our hair and finished
up in the shower. Miranda and I followed Cindy out, a little distracted
kissing each other. Cindy handed each of us a towel, a green one for
Miranda and a pink one for me. She grinned at me, stopping my half-
hearted complaint before it even got out of my mouth. We dried
ourselves off and I wrapped my towel around my waist to walk back to
Miranda's bedroom.
"Damn, Jenny, you really are a slut," Miranda joked. She grabbed my
towel and pulled it off my waist, then re wrapped it so it covered my
chest. "You can't just go around showing your boobs off, keep those
covered up." I held the towel with one arm as we walked to the room to
keep it from falling down.
When we got back to the bedroom, we started getting dressed. I dug
through my pile of clothes, but I couldn't seem to find my boxers. I
looked up to ask Miranda if she knew where they were.
"Oh, they must have gotten lost in the shuffle, I can loan you some
though," she said. She went to her dresser and opened the top drawer,
then turned around and tossed a pair of panties to me. I pulled them on
and put my jeans on over them. Cindy came up behind me and pulled my
jeans up a little higher.
"I think they look cute, but you probably don't want them showing while
you're walking around. Not everybody in town's as, shall we say,
accepting as the cheerleaders are."
"Good point, thanks," I said. Cindy had finished getting dressed and
kissed Miranda and me before she headed for the door.
"Call me later?" she asked Miranda on her way out.
"Yeah, I will. You wanna hit the mall, grab some back to school
clothes?"
"Sounds like a plan, call me when you're ready to go. See you later,"
Cindy said, closing the door behind her.
When I finished getting dressed, I walked up behind Miranda and kissed
her on the neck. She leaned back against me and turned her head to kiss
me back. We stayed there for a while, enjoying being together, but
eventually Miranda broke the kiss.
"You have to go, my mom will be home soon. She'll ask too many
questions if she finds you here."
"I know. I had fun though. Can we go it again some time?"
"Oh god I hope so. It was good for me too."
I lingered as long as I could, but eventually I had to leave. Miranda
walked me to the door, and kissed me once more before I left. I walked
home slowly, enjoying my thoughts of the previous two days. When I got
home I was exhausted, and I realized that I hadn't had nearly enough
sleep. I wandered into the kitchen to see if there was anything easy to
eat before I went to bed. There were some microwaveable pizzas in the
freezer, so I made one to eat while I went to my room.
By the time I got to my room, I had almost finished my snack. I sat
down on my bed to finish, and then set the plate on the floor. I
stripped off my shirt and jeans, but I paused before I took of
Miranda's panties. I admired the silky pink fabric and thought about
how good it felt on my skin. Eventually I took them off and tossed them
on the floor with the rest of my clothes. Then I turned over and went
to sleep, dreaming of the fun I'd had with Miranda and Cindy.
...To be continued in Chapter 4
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