Sex with Naked College Cheerleaders

Sex with Naked College Cheerleaders

Man caught spying & jerking off over naked cheerleaders.

It was a long walk to where I parked my car and I had to pee. Sure, I could have ducked around a pole in this underground garage, whipped it out, and peed against the wall. There was plenty of evidence that others had done the same but, with my luck, a woman would step out of nowhere, see me peeing, and call the cops.

After all, there were reports of a serial rapist still at large. Lost in this immense garage, instead of taking the elevator down, I took the stairs. I figured there had to be a men's room down here somewhere, perhaps, by the exit where the elevators are. There, I spotted the familiar restroom sign.

Only... fuck! Locked! The sign on the door read out of order. God damn it! Now what?

I stood by the door looking for another restroom. None. There was not a soul around. I stayed late at work and missed the rush hour traffic home. The place was deserted within only a few minutes, with a few cars parked off in the distance.

It's surprising, predictably, as soon as they're done with work, how they all rush out of the city at the same time every day. If only they waited a few minutes, took a breath, went for a walk, sat on a park bench, or stayed for a drink or for a cup of coffee, the traffic would be much lighter. They'd breeze home.

Tempted to do my business there, I looked over at the women's restroom. Do I dare? It had to be empty, I hoped. There's no one around. I walked over to it, looked around the garage, again. No one. I pushed open the door and stuck my head inside.

"Hello? Anyone in here? Hello? Hello?"

No one answered. Quickly, I darted inside, ran to the last stall at the end, and closed and bolted the door. I peed like a racehorse. I peed like I have never peed before. If there was a contest for peeing, I would have taken first place. I only wished I had timed this pee.

It had to be a record. I wondered if the Guinness Record Book had such a record on file. I'll have to check it out on my laptop for the next time that I have to go.

'God, women are such pigs,' I thought. 'Look at this place. There was toilet paper and paper towels strewn everywhere. There was long women's hair in every sink.

Many of them don't even sit on the toilet. They pee squatting over the toilet. There was evidence of that all over the toilet and all over the floor. Gross.

# # #

'Then, I heard the restroom door open and close. Fuck,' I thought! 'Someone just opened the ladies' room door. Someone is in here. Then, I heard voices, two, three, and more.

What the fuck? Not wanting them to see my feet, should they be looking, quickly, I zipped up, sat on the toilet seat, with my feet up against the door. For good measure, I hung my topcoat over the hook to block anyone from peeking in at me.

"Stacy, said that we have a good chance of winning the competition," said someone.

Whoever she was talking to, she was laughing.

"Stacy! What does she know? She's a slut."

Someone else laughed.

"She's probably blown every player on the football team, especially the black men. She loves big, black cock," said someone else.

Someone else laughed.

"Yeah, well, that may be true about her giving blowjobs, but she knows what she's talking about when it comes to cheerleading. She was the best cheerleader on our squad before she blew out her knee," said the first woman. "That's it for her leading a cheer," said someone else."

# # #

I moved my topcoat to peek out between the crack of my bathroom door. There were a dozen women between eighteen-years-old and twenty-three-years-old, college coeds, cheerleaders for the local, college football team. Surprisingly and excitingly, all of them were in various stages of undress. Before the game started, they were changing into their uniforms for some kind of competition held, no doubt, at the football field over the garage.

Damn, if I had planned this, I never could have imagined a better scenario. I remembered when I was in college, nearly ten years earlier, geez, has it been ten years already? I tried peeking in at the cheerleaders who showered every day, promptly at 6 pm and got caught by their coach, Ms. Butch Bitch. For her not to report me to my coach, I had to run laps for the next two weeks.

Now, there were a dozen, young women walking around in their bikini panties and low-cut bras. As if they were lingerie models or at a lingerie party, I stared from one young woman in her sexy underwear to stare at another. Holy fuck, flashing me their naked tits, there are a couple of them who are topless. Jesus, there's one who is naked. She's shaving her bushy brown pussy in the sink before my horny eyes.

'Nice ass,' I thought.

I watch her shave and trim her pussy from a brown forest to a neat runway.

I unzipped my pants, reached inside, and pulled out my cock. I started stroking myself to the two topless women and to the naked woman, too, while staring at all of the other women in their sexy bras and panties. There was so much to see. I didn't know where to look.

With them walking around and back and forth while stopping to stare in the mirror to do their hair and makeup, my eyes were like ping pong balls in a ping pong game. There were so many of them, and they were all so young. They were all at least ten-years younger than me but it sure felt good staring at them while I pulled my...

"Hey mister, who are you? What are you doing in the women's bathroom? What the hell are you doing in there, pervert? Are you jerking off over us," she said to a third woman with a laugh.

# # #

I looked up to where the voice was coming from with cock in hand at the prettiest blonde cheerleader that I have ever seen standing on the toilet and looking down at me over the stall next to me. She not only saw my naked, erect prick but also, she stared at my big dick in the way that I stared at all of the women. She saw me stroking myself. She knew that I was masturbating over them.

'Oh, God,' I thought. 'What am I going to do, now? I fucked. I'm totally fucked.'

I quickly put my cock back in my underwear and zipped my pants.

"Hey, mister," she said again. "Are you jerking off over my naked friend? Julie, there's a guy in here jerking off over you shaving your pussy," she said.

She laughed.

"He's masturbating over your naked breasts, Simone," said the blonde.

"What? Seriously? I can't believe he's jerking off over my naked tits," said Simone.

She covered her naked breasts with her hands.

"Oh, my God," she said with a loud laugh. "Let me see," she said, replacing Christie on the toilet.

Still topless, Simone stood on the toilet and stared down at me.

"Really? Seriously. Lemme see, Simone," said Julie.

She replaced Simone standing on the toilet for her to stand on the toilet while staring down at me. She peered over the top of the toilet stall next to mine.

"Give me another look," said Christie.

She replaced Julie on the toilet to stare down at me again.

# # #

Still naked, and not covering her nakedness with her hands or with her forearm, clearly, she was immodestly immoral. Julie was unembarrassed and unashamed that some stranger was seeing her naked and masturbating over her while she was still prancing around without her clothes.

"I can't believe he's playing with himself while staring at my naked ass, my naked tits, and my naked pussy," said Julie.

She laughed.

Giving me better look of her naked body, she walked all the way down to the last stall to where I was sitting, again. As if she was a nude model on a runway instead of in a lady's room, she turned to face my bathroom stall and struck a pose as if she was Madonna. Again, still naked, and still without her clothes, Julie ran over to the stall next to mine. Replacing Christie, she stood on the toilet again to stare down at me.

"Well, at least, he's cute, Christie," said Julie to the hot blonde. "He kind of looks like our English teacher, Mr. Wright," said Julie.

Christie laughed.

"Yeah, he does look a little like Mr. Wright," said Christie.

# # #

More cheerleaders moved into the toilet stall next to mine. They all wanted to take their turn standing on the toilet to see me.

"Let me see," said another cheerleader.

Another cheerleader stood on the toilet to pee down at me.

"Let me see," said, yet, another cheerleader.

Soon, all the cheerleaders took turns standing on the toilet while peering down at me over the stall.

"Hey, mister. You better get out of here right now or I'm calling the cops," said someone.

I stood to leave.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I had to pee and the men's room was out of order. There was no one in here. I called out before I opened the door, and no one answered me. Please let me stay here until you leave. I promise not to look," I said.

Julie laughed.

"You promise not to look," said Julie while laughing? "You were jerking off over me watching me shaving my pussy while I was naked. You were stroking yourself while staring at Simone's naked breasts, and masturbating over the rest of us in our bras and panties."

# # #

"If you do not come out and come out now, I will call the cops on my cell phone," said Simone.

Sheepishly, with my briefcase and overcoat in hand, I unlocked the door and exited the safety of my restroom stall. Not looking at any of them, I stared down at the floor.

Two of the girls, along with Simone, were still topless and covering their naked breasts with their hands. Showing me the exhibitionist whore that she is, Julie continued standing before me naked. Smiling at me while continuing to pose for me. She made no attempt to cover her nakedness with her hands or her forearm. With none of them getting dressed, all of the others remained in their bras and panties. Then, Julie whispered something to her friend, Christie, who was holding her cell phone to record me.

"Yeah, I like that idea. We should do that. Let's do that," she said Julie to Christie.

As if they had a secret or were about to play out a joke, they laughed and giggled to one another. Still naked, seemingly enjoying flashing her naked body to me, Julie turned to me.

"Since you have seen me naked, Simone topless, some of the others, topless, too, and the rest of us in our bras and panties," she said.

She paused while laughing.

"We want to see you naked. C'mon, take off your clothes," said Julie seemingly, the biggest whore of the bunch. "Strip yourself naked. We want to see your naked cock. Show us your prick, mister," she Julie.

# # #

I was stunned that they wanted me to undress. They wanted me to strip myself naked. They wanted to see me without my clothes. They wanted to see my prick.

"Listen, please, I can't do that," I said.

Not knowing if they were high school or college cheerleaders, I stared at one to the other.

"How old are you," I asked?

They laughed.

"We're all old enough. We're in college. Now strip. Take off your clothes. Get naked," said Julie.

# # #

"What's your name," asked Christie?

Not looking up at her, still looking down at the floor, as if I was already naked, I suddenly felt as embarrassed as I felt ashamed.

"John," I said.

Julie laughed.

"Are you married, John," asked Christie?

I shook my head.

"No," I said. "I live with my mother," I said.

Simone laughed.

# # #

"Say what? With you a grown man, you still live with mommy," she asked?

I nodded my head.

"She's a single mother. She's divorced from my dad. With rents and the cost of living so high, we share the expenses," I said.

Julie laughed. Then, she asked me questions that humiliated me.

"Have you ever had sex with your mother, John? Did you fuck her," asked Julie?

She moved her hips back and forth as if she was fucking. She laughed. Showing me the dirty woman that she is, she asked me her next, sexually inappropriate question.

"Did she blow you," she asked?

She moved her hand back and forth in front of her mouth while pushing her cheek out with her tongue to make it appear that she was blowing me.

"Did she stroke your prick while sucking your cock? Did she allow you to cum in her mouth and swallow," she asked? "Did you make your mother your incestuous lover, your whore?"

Hoping if I was truthful, they'd allow me to leave without having to strip myself naked, putting aside my shame and my embarrassment, I answered her question honestly.

# # #

"Just once," I said. "A couple of months ago, she came home drunk from celebrating her fifty-fifth birthday at a CFNM strip club. Paying her more attention because she was the birthday woman, the strippers stripped her topless. They fondled her naked breasts, and fingered and sucked her nipples. With her plenty drunk enough, she stroked and sucked their cocks," I said.

Julie, Christie, and Simonee all laughed out loud.

"Eww! You had sex with your mother? Gross. You really are a pervert," said Julie.

I nodded my head in agreement while still hoping that they'd allow me to leave without undressing.

"No, it wasn't my fault. She came home drunk and horny. Kissing me, French kissing me, while touching and feeling me everywhere that a mother should never touch and feel her son, she came onto me," I said in my defense.

Making fun of me for having sex with my mother, the women continued laughing at me.

"Then, when I was putting her to bed, I stripped her naked to put on her nightgown. She stripped me naked, too. That night, I slept with her in my mother's bed. I fingered and licked her pussy. I gave her an orgasm with my fingers and my tongue," I said. "We had illicit sex."

Julie and Christie laughed.

"Pervert," said someone.

Feeling terribly ashamed, I nodded my head in agreement.

We made out while I made love to my mother. Then humping her faster and humping her harder, and with her returning my fast and hard humps with her fast and hard humps, no longer making love, we were fucking. I fucked my mother and she fucked me.

They all laughed at me.

# # #

"Undress John. We all want to see your prick," said Julie.

Obediently obeying them, reluctantly, as if I was a stripper on stage at a CFNM strip club while celebrating someone's birthday, I began to slowly and embarrassingly begin to undress. I removed my suit coat and put it on top of my briefcase and overcoat. Then I removed my necktie, unbuttoned my shirt, and removed that, too.

I kicked off my shoes, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I allowed them to fall to my ankles, stepped out of them, and folded them to place them on top of my suit coat that was on my briefcase. I removed my T-shirt.

"Nice, he has muscles and a six pack," said Simone. "You have a hot body, John," she said.

Standing next to Christie, and holding one another in sexual anticipation, Julie laughed.

# # #

"Show us your cock, John," said Christie. "We all want to see your naked prick," she said, staring at my bulging briefs.

Julie laughed at my shame.

"Do it. Just do it. Show us your penis," said Julie.

Surrounded by horny, voyeuristic women, I stuck my thumbs in the waistband of my briefs and slowly lowered them. I showed them my naked, flaccid prick.

"Stroke yourself," said Simone. "We all want to see how big it gets."

As soon as she asked me to stroke myself, she removed her hands away from her naked breasts. She took her big D cup breasts in the palms of her hand. She lifted her tits to her mouth and sucked her big nipples to make them even bigger. I stroked myself to a big and hard erection.

"Stroke it faster. Stroke it harder. We want to watch you cum," said Julie.

Julie, still naked, stepped forward. While staring down at my engorged prick, she took me in her soft and warm hand. She stroked my cock while her friends watched. While stroking me, she allowed me to fondle her naked breasts while pinching, pulling, turning, and twisting her erect nipples.

Then, surprising me, she moved to her knees and took me in her mouth. Julie was stroking my cock while sucking my prick. This naked and very pretty cheerleader was giving me a blowjob.

# # #

After I ejaculated a load of cum in Julie's mouth and she swallowed, one by one, the cheerleaders knelt before me ready to blow me. Something that I never expected them to do, shocking me as much as they excited me, they took turns stroking me while sucking me. Unable to hold back any longer, I let loose with a huge eruption of cum.

Oozy white stuff shot all over the women kneeling in front of me. Gobs of cum coated their hair, landed on their pretty faces, and across their bras or naked breast. I gave a half a dozen cheerleaders cum baths.

I collapsed back against the restroom stall and fell backwards against the toilet. When I was able to regain my balance and compose myself, they were gone and gone with my clothes. They even took my shoes. I was naked and with an erection and still dripping cum.

What the Hell was I to do now? My car was a thousand feet away in an open garage. Thank God they didn't take my topcoat and my briefcase but took everything else. I still had my car keys in my topcoat pocket. Thank God for at least that much. They left me reeling.

'That was such a fine blowjob,' I thought. 'Where did these girls so young learn to suck cock like that? Never have I cum as much.'

I ejaculate in Julie's mouth, all over her face, hair, and naked breast. I gave her a real cum bath. I exploded more cum all over Simone's naked breasts, and all over Christie's pretty face.

# # #

I put on my topcoat, made a beeline for my car and just as I got into my car, closed my door, and inserted the key in the ignition, a policewoman rapped on my car window with her flashlight. It was already dark in the garage. I was so frightened that I never even looked up at her. Just figuring that she was a cop, I didn't even know she was a policewoman until I heard her speak.

"Step out of the car, please," she said.

Obediently obeying her, I opened my car door. As soon as I did, when I spread my legs to step from my car, my overcoat fell wide open. I exposed my still erect, naked prick to the policewoman. Not looking away, she stared down at my naked prick.

"I can explain," I said, stepping out of the car with my hands in the air and my topcoat wide open.

She continued staring down at my erect cock. I move my hands down to close my topcoat.

"We had a report of a naked man in the women's restroom. Was that you?"

I nodded my head.

"Yes, but," I said. "There was no one around, and the men's room was out of order. I had to pee really bad."

She made a face of disbelief.

"Do you have an ID?"

Thank God my wallet was in my briefcase. While exposing myself to her again, I squatted down to get my wallet from my briefcase. Not removing her eyes from my naked prick, she continued staring at my big dick. I pulled out my license from my wallet, and handed it to her.

"Then, as I was in the restroom stall peeing, a dozen cheerleader entered the bathroom and immediately started changing into their cheerleading outfits," I said.

# # #

"Where are your clothes," she asked?

I looked at her with embarrassment and shame.

"The women, the cheerleaders, took off with my clothes," I said. "All they left with were my briefcase and my overcoat."

She held up my pants.

"Are these your pants," she asked?

I looked at her not understanding how she had my pants.

"Yes, but how..."

She laughed.

"The women called the police and explained your situation telling me that they wanted to play a trick on you, since you saw them all in their underwear, topless, and/or naked," she said.

I shook my head.

"I never intended to see me without their clothes," I said in my defense. "I just needed to pee, and there was no one around. I didn't intend on stripping naked but they wouldn't allow me to leave unless I did."

She nodded her head.

# # #

"I know, but you did spy on them and expose yourself to them. Your guilty of peeping and indecent exposure

She took out her handcuffs.

"Stand up, turn around, and put your hands behind your back. She handcuffed me. Spread your legs so that I can check you for weapons," she said.

As soon as she touched me where I didn't expect her to touch me, I jumped.

"Geez, officer, your hands are so cold," I said.

She gently cupped my testicles. Then, she wrapped her fingers around my still erect prick. She squeezed my cock before stroking my prick.

"I could arrest you for carrying a concealed weapon," said.

I looked at her stunned.

"I don't have a concealed weapon," I said.

She laughed.

"Your cock is as hard as a Billy club, a blackjack," she said.

I bowed my head.

"Sorry," I said. "I'm embarrassed that you saw my naked penis, cupped my testicles, and wrapped your fingers around my cock to squeeze me and stroke me," I said.

# # #

She removed the handcuffs. Then, she stunned me with what she said next.

"Turn around. Let me see it. Show me your prick," she said.

She held the light to my cock then up to her face.

"Ms. Butch Bitch!"

She laughed.

"Actually, I'm Jennifer's mother, my name is Officer Connolly, Kathleen Connolly. I became a police officer shortly after I left my position as the girls cheerleading coach. I still chaperone the girls when they take their bus trips."

She lowered the flashlight and looked down at my cock, again.

"You have a big dick," she said. "I like that."

# # #

"My daughter told me that you have a big dick. I had to see it for myself. You do have a big prick," she said.

She laughed.

"Who's your daughter," I asked.

She smiled.

"Julie," she said with pride.

I laughed.

"I saw Julie naked. She was shaving her pussy in the sink. Then, not covering her nakedness with her hands or with her forearms, she strutted around me naked," I said.

Kathleen laughed.

"That's my Julie. She's always been a bit of a whore," said Julie's mother.

I nodded my head in agreement that Julie, indeed, was quite the whore.

"She blew me," I said. "She moved to her knees and stroked my cock while sucking my prick. She allowed me to cum in her mouth and she swallowed," I said.

Kathy smiled.

"Like her mother, a talented cocksucker, she loves sucking cock," she said.

I laughed.

"Following her lead, many of the other cheerleaders took turns taking me in their hands to stroke me before taking me in their mouths to blow me. Not only did I cum in their mouths but I gave several of them cum baths, too," I said.

Kathleen laughed again.

"It's nice to see you again, John," she said.

I laughed.

"It was so nice to see you, again, Kathy," I said.

She smiled.

Before you get dressed, do a couple of laps around the garage for me naked. I'll stay here and watch you do the laps before allowing you to get dressed and go," she said.

I made a face. I looked at her with reluctance.

"Either you run or I take you down to the station. You can explain to my sergeant why you were in the women's restroom naked and playing with yourself," she said.

I removed my top coat and put on my shoes. I ran the laps.

# # #

That weekend, Kathy called me, and we started dating. We married three months later. I live with her and her stepdaughter, Julie. She and her mother walk around me while naked, and I walk around them naked, too. Whenever Julie invites her cheerleader friends over for a dip in her pool, and Kathleen invites her sister, Colleen over, too, we all swim naked in the pool.

The End