Marsha was the captain of the college cheerleader’s squad. My sister Pam hated her because Marsha thought she was better than everyone.
Marsha had dirty blonde hair, was 5’6″ tall, and had the perfect cheerleader figure. Her eyes were electric blue, and her face was smooth and soft. She had perfectly straight white teeth. Her breasts were a firm 34C and her perfect ass sat above strong, thick, athletic thighs.
Pam came home crying one day as Marsha had made fun of her big tits in the locker room. Pam had super-sized breasts for her petite size. She was thin and only 5’-2″ tall. Her breasts were 44DD.
Big assets must run in our family, as I have a nine-inch cock. It easily gets hard and stays hard even after cumming several times. I have worn out many girls during sex sessions. I’m on the track team as a pole vaulter and javelin thrower. I am 6’-0″ tall with a firm, fit body. My red wavy hair hits my shoulders, and I have dark blue eyes.
Track does not get cheerleaders at events, but at the rallies, we come in contact with them.
My current girlfriend, Lisa, lives in the dorm at the university on the same floor as Marsha. Lis and I had just finished fucking in the showers. It was two in the morning. I had a towel wrapped around my waist when Marsha came out of one of the toilet stalls. She was wearing tight pajama shorts with a half t-shirt. The shirt barely covered her areolas, exposing the bottom half of her breasts. Lisa was still in the shower, washing my cum out of her hair.
I startled Marsha, and she let out a quick little scream. She fussed at me for being in the girls’ bathroom and showers. “Hey, calm down, girly. We are both covered up. Lisa and I are just leaving. Oh, by the way, it’s not cool making fun of my sister Pam’s big tits just because yours are inadequate.” I said.
Lisa came around the corner wearing a bathrobe. Marsha yelled, “You think my tits are inadequate? Look at these bitches, they are perfect.” She yanked up her shirt to reveal the prettiest breasts I had ever seen. “If anything is inadequate, it’s most likely your penis.” She continued.
Lisa laughed, “Not quite, honey!” She yanked off my towel and my thick, semi-hard cock swayed between my thighs.
Marsha’s eyes grew big, and she bit her bottom lip. Lisa said, “Let’s go, big boy before little Miss Cheerleader cums all over the floor.” I walked past Marsha, and she watched my firm ass as I walked out the door.
The next week, Pam said Marsha had been treating her much better. I saw Marsha in the library; she was wearing a cheer outfit. I walked up to her and thanked her for being kinder to my sister.
Marsha pulled me into an empty row. “I can’t stop thinking about you since I saw you last week. I sat in class, constantly soaking my panties. I realized I was thinking of your cock. I masturbate every night thinking about you roughly taking me,” Marsha confessed. She turned beet red when she realized what she blurted out. Two girls giggled in the next row as they overheard her.
I pushed her against the shelf and my hand went under her cheer skirt. I pushed her outer panties to the side and three of my fingers ripped through her sheer panties and roughly entered her wet cunt. I kissed her deeply as I worked my fingers feverishly on her pussy. Marsha was loudly moaning, so I placed my hand over her mouth.
“You are going to be my whore from now on. I’m going to use you, any place, and at any time. Nod if you understand.” I stated. Marsha nodded as she came hard from my fingers, digging into her pussy.
I pulled out my fingers and licked the tips to get a taste of my new cock whore. I forced her mouth open and pushed my fingers in, and she sucked her juices off.
During the rally, once the cheerleaders had finished their first bit, Marsha spotted me standing at the end of the bleachers. I signaled her over and pulled her under the bleachers. We could see thousands of legs and feet.
Marsha smiled. “I’m still so wet from earlier and you ruined my favorite pair of panties.”
“Take off your uniform,” I demanded. Marsha looked up at the bottom of the bleachers. She feared being seen. Her top came off first. Her firm boobs bounced into place. She pushed her skirt down, then her cheer panties. Only her torn, wet panties remained. The noise under the bleachers was deafening.
Marsha pushed her panties down and stepped out of them. Marsha had a thin brown landing strip, and the rest of her pussy was hairless. “Lean against the wall and spread your legs. You told me you masturbate every night thinking about my cock. Finger yourself and twist your nipples.” I ordered.
Marsha watched me pull out my cock. She leaned against the wall and twisted her nipple. She spread her legs and pushed two fingers up her cunt. She was panting. I stroked my hard cock. Marsha licked her lips as she saw my fully hard cock for the first time. She soaked her hand with her juices. She cried out, “Ooh, I’m cumming.” Her thumb was strumming over her exposed clit.
I spun her to face the wall. My hands held her tightly against the wall. She felt my cock between her thighs. She confessed, “Mac, only two men have had sex with me. A boy fucked me quickly on my sixteenth birthday with his small dick for one minute before he came. The other was about a year ago at a keg party. He fucked me in the bathroom. He came on my tits with his six-inch cock. Take it easy on me.”
My mushroom pushed into her entrance. She cried out. She was tight. I buried six thick inches into her fantastic cunt as she continued to whimper. I pumped in and out with just six inches for a few moments. Her firm tits were bouncing as I pounded her. Her legs shook as she climaxed. I jammed my full nine inches up into her. She grunted and looked skyward as she came again. She noticed two of her professors watching her get ravaged from behind. She just stared at them as I hammered into her cunt. She grunted loudly with every thrust. Her juices poured down her thighs when she had another climax. My cock exploded deep inside her pussy.
I put my cock back in my pants and watched a dazed Marsha put her uniform back on. I noticed that her cheer panties had already become saturated with my cum. She stumbled out from beneath the bleachers and joined her cheer team.
Two days had passed since the bleachers. Marsha had not seen me or heard from me. She had been constantly horny for my cock. My cock was down Lisa’s throat in the shower room. We were both nude, and I was fucking her face as she knelt before me. Marsha walked in just in time to see me blow my load into Lisa’s mouth.
Marsha teared up and walked up to me. “I thought you were with me now.” Lisa stood up and faced Marsha. She forced her mouth onto Marsha’s and blew my cum into her mouth.
Marsha pulled away with a mouth full of cum. It dripped down her chin. She had never tasted cum before. She thought it was beneath her to suck cock. She stared at Lisa and defiantly swallowed most of it. It had a pleasant salty taste. I smiled and said, “You are mine! I am not yours. You fuck only me unless I give you permission or order you to fuck someone else. Now get on all fours on the bench and suck my cock.”
I took her robe off, and she got on the bench. I placed the head of my cock on her lips. She reluctantly opened her mouth and my cock slipped in until I hit the back of her throat. Her eyes watered and she gagged as my cock stretched her mouth. I knew she would not take me fully, so I grabbed her by the hair and gently fucked her face.
Her mouth felt warm and soft. Marsha’s shiny eyes stared into mine. They opened wider as Lisa tongued her asshole. Lisa held Marsha’s hips tight so she couldn’t move, as I had her face locked with my cock. Lisa loved to eat ass, especially a female one. Her tongue pushed into her ass and she fucked her with her tongue.
Lisa moved her face up and pushed her tongue into Marsha’s pussy. Her tongue slid up and licked over and around Marsha’s clit. Marsha arched her back and came, and her fluids flowed into Lisa’s face.
Marsha was working her tongue around my cock. She was learning fast how to suck cock. My cum filled her mouth for the second time. Marsha sat up and swallowed my gift. She proudly smiled at me. She turned to Lisa and said, “Thank you for giving me a fantastic orgasm.
Lisa got on her back on the bench and spread her legs. She asked, “Please suck my titties and eat my pussy.” Marsha hesitated and looked at me. I nodded.
Marsha took her hands and fondled Lisa’s enormous breasts. She bent down and sucked on her nipples. Lisa moaned and ran her fingers through Marsha’s hair. Marsha kissed her way down Lisa’s body until she reached her pussy. Her tongue entered Lisa’s cunt and lapped up her juices.
Lisa’s aroma and taste were exciting to Marsha. Her thumb and forefinger pinched Lisa’s clit as her tongue was deep into her pussy. Lisa screamed and creamed on Marsha’s face. Marsha sat up and smiled her face being covered in girl cum.
The three of us re-entered the showers and washed off. Marsha did not get her craving for my cock in her pussy satisfied. She hopped on my waist with her legs wrapped around me. She slid down and my cock pushed into her wanting pussy. She wildly pumped her hips, fucking me. She was grunting loudly and thrashing her head about. I looked over her shoulder and noticed about twelve girls in the shower watching Marsha wildly fucking my big cock.
“I’m cumming. Oh God, I love your big cock in my cunt. Fuck me until I pass out.” She screamed. More girls came in and watched Marsha slut herself out. My seed spread deep into her pussy. She hopped down and took a bow to all the onlookers.
Over the next few weeks, Lisa, Marsha, and I fucked each other at least three times a day. Marsha dropped off the cheer squad, and my sister, Pam, became the head cheerleader.
I graduated from college and never saw Lisa or Marsha again. It’s been twenty years and Pam said she heard that Marsha never finished college and was a popular porn star named Moana Lotta. We looked up some of her videos. It was Marsha. She looked just as good now as she did in college.
