Cheerleader Novels & Stories

They were all "spectators" “What are you looking at?!” Ashley yelled, her anger needing an outlet, “Have you perfected your moves?!” The cheerleaders hurriedly got into formation, heads down, not daring to look at Ashley. After all, she was their captain now. Apart from the coach, Ashley was the boss of the cheerleaders.

Several whistles blow around the field as students bide for coveted spots. I get low on the ground to take a few pictures of Juliet and a few of the girls in the cheer squad mid-jump. The girls look great in their black and silver cheer uniforms. Their uniforms are traditional with sleeveless black cutoff tops that show their bellies and short black pleated skirts. Juliet gives me a thumbs-up as she twirls around to continue her routine.

The stands were a sea of red and gold, parents, students, and alumni screaming as the Ridgefield Ravens fought tooth and nail against their rivals, the Westfield Wolves. At the center of it all, leading the cheer squad with flawless energy, was Emily Harper, the golden girl of the school. Eighteen, head cheerleader, straight-A student, and the picture of wholesome perfection. Her long blonde ponytail bounced with every jump, her tight red-and-gold uniform hugging her toned athletic body: perky C-cup breasts straining against the crop top, a flat stomach flashing with every flip, and a short pleated skirt that barely covered her firm, round ass. Her long legs w

Caleb asks, grabbing hold of her hand. "No." She shakes her head. "He said he assumed we were done because we weren't practicing anymore. Some of us take showers before we leave though. Regardless of what most everyone thinks, cheerleading is a sport, and depending on what we do, we sweat big time. If I have somewhere to be, I don't want to go stinking." "Any of you report this?"

Ariel set her bag down and joined them, silently tying her shoes tightly. As more girls slowly came into the gym, the captain of the cheerleading team told everyone it was time to start warming up. They ran quickly from one side to the other, did some exercises, and then started practicing cheerleading moves. These moves involved lifting each other up in the air, throwing them, and catching them safely.

Kate told me. I looked at her and nodded. We went and took a seat on the bleachers. As I looked up, I saw Cindy and Sandy staring at me. I turned my head to listen to a woman named Mrs. Grey. " Hello! I am Mrs. Grey, the captain of the cheer squad. This is Sandy and Cindy, my Co-Captains. They are here to help make sure that you do your absolute best and help with the cheers if you make the team," She said.

Katie and Nora stood outside the gymnasium, gazing at the cheerleading squad practicing their routines. They had decided to join the cheerleading team to immerse themselves more in school activities and to hopefully shake off some of the negative experiences Katie had endured. As they walked over, their hearts pounded with a mix of excitement and nerves. The leader of the cheerleading squad, Mandy, spotted them immediately. Her face lit up with a calculated smile. Mandy was notorious for using her position to manipulate new members into doing her dirty work, and Katie and Nora seemed like perfect targets.

For no apparent reason, I caught myself smiling. I stood by the corner of the gym and watch the cheerleading team as they practice, my eyes meet with that of their leader, I stared at the girl. Her dirty blonde hair was tied in a messy bun, and curls hanging down her tight cheekbones. The lesbian girl gave me a smiley cheer wave before getting back her attention at what she’s doing.

Shawn quirked a brow before hearing the clicking of heels behind him. The cheerleader plopped next to him with an intentional flick of her long black ponytail, dark blue eyes, and a forced smirk. "Hey. I'm Kayley!" "Shawn," he replied with a thin grin, Kayley grinned even wider. "So me and my gal pals thought to ourselves and we were like; 'oh my god, you look soo cute.' And cute guys have an all-access pass to sit with the Queenz. And not to be annoyed by this—drenched out, ginger ale broad." She said with a bouncy high voice, but hiding a venomous tongue, like all cheerleaders.

I moaned, sliding my cunt slowly up his cock, "I think we need the others." Coach Morgan put her whistle in her mouth and blew. The shrill note echoed through the room. I glanced at the doors and smiled as the other cheerleaders entered naked. Mercedes, Pita, and Alexandra all strutted nude into the room, their boobs jiggling. They were each gorgeous.