Cheerleading Films Novels & Stories

Her friend Alexa asked. " What makes you think you're qualified to be the cheer captain?" I asked and she scoffed. " Because I'm better than you, and prettier than you, sucker." Cheryl said. I laugh and look at the other cheerleaders. " Let's beat it." I said and played the song again. Cheryl smiled and dropped her bag. She flipped her hair and wiggle her waist to Beyoncès * Single ladies*. She clapped her hands in the air and danced to the song. I was frustrated. I stopped the song after her beautiful performance.

Emma was still with him, fawning over his broken wrist. I tried to shake the melancholy thoughts out of my mind as the first group of cheerleaders took their positions on the mat, moving through their rehearsed routine with feline grace. Their movements were quick and snappy, punctuated by bright smiles and gestures that were clearly aimed at catching the eyes of the warriors. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Eric speaking with Alex off to the side, the two warriors shaking hands after what appeared to be a sincere conversation. A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips.

She asks as she rubs her temples and paces in front of me I've never seen her this stressed before. "What do they need help with?" I ask "Their flips, landings, posture" she says as she taps her fingers to list out the problems "Can I see them rehearse it and make corrections from there?" I ask since I can't agree nor disagree with her since I haven't seen the routine yet "Whatever" she says as she leads me back towards the group of tense cheerleaders "You guys need to relax. Tensing causes hesitation and you can't hesitate during this routine or it'll look unprofessional" I say as I stop in front of the girls

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.

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.

Flashes explode. Someone giggles behind me. Another girl says my name like it's a prayer. I don't react. I learned a long time ago not to feed it. "Next setup," the director says. "We're adding a female model for the cheerleading shots." My jaw tightens. I turn. "That wasn't in the brief." "It's promotional," she says quickly. "School spirit. Energy. Nothing crazy." I exhale through my nose. "I don't do couples shots with strangers."

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?"

I promised that we would watch a movie after class and she kept on demanding to wait for her in the field. And I had finally realized the reason why: the cheerleading team was also here practicing their dance routine and I tried my hardest not to glance at her but I was unsuccessful. Geez! Arisa was way hotter in her cheerleading uniform! She was like a gypsy out of the fantasy as she danced gracefully without any effort. Her legs were slender under her skirt while her raven hair was flowing softly with her every move. She could totally make all the boys and girls worship her body with one shake of her booty.

Billy smiled and laid back on the gymnasium bleacher as Becky Kennedy, captain of the girls cheerleading squad sucked on his cock. He moaned softly and reached down, running his fingers through her lush brown hair as her full red lips moved up and down his hard shaft. Becky was dressed in her cheerleading costume, a tiny flared skirt and tight yellow top with the school logo on. He could feel her big breasts brushing his thighs as her head bobbed over his lap, moving faster and deeper with each long suck she took.

Especially that bitch Nona who tried to disfigure me with acid. "Yeah," I sucked in discreetly through my nose. "I'm good. You were going to tell me why you wanted me to play volleyball? I don't remember being very athletic." My grip on my mug grew hard that the cup shattered, slicing and digging into my palm. I feel no pain from it. Griffin shot out of his seat in a panic. I was too busy hearing a voice quite similar to mine to pay attention to what was happening around me. 'In case you haven't realized, cheerleading is a very athletic sport. I don't see people giving awards for being a dumb slob. If they were, you would have the grand prize.'