Softball Cheers Novels & Stories

©Florida© ~Briggs sports center~ "Whoosh,that was smooth". The coach clapped as he smiled widely that his team won, loud cheering could be heard from everyone around, the ladies were screaming loudly, while many were showing off fliers with a bold inscription of `TEAM BARRY` "GO STRIKERS" `WE LOVE BARRY` `MARRY ME BARRY`.

Our cheer was just that damn catchy. And can I just say it was pretty cool our cheer changed lyrics for the specific event. Like now, 'we will win from night to light'-- this pertains to the fact the game is held in a later time, if it we earlier is would be the other way around. Never seen a cheer do that before. I just hope it's enough to boost the teams morale. I grip my hands together and scream, "you can do it, Tommy." Stellan, however, is the one who looks at me.

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.

I said and she rolled her eyes at me "It's the dance you auditioned with." She told me before we stopped in front of the rest of the cheer squad. They handed me, my poms, before hugging me. "Now give it up for the cheer squad!" Griff yelled over the mic and everyone cheered us on. Lord have mercy. "Nice legs!" Some guy in the crowd yelled at us. Like ew bitch shut the fuck up. Paige grabbed the mic from Griff before smiling. "Whoever the fuck just said that ew. This year the only guys in our league are on the football team." She explained and the boys tapped Griff's back.

"The Glitter Girls are going to whoop their perfect, surgically enhanced asses this season. We just need more practice, a tighter formation on the triple basket toss, and maybe a new chant that doesn't sound like it was written by a six-year-old on a sugar high." "Preach!" Lily exclaimed, high-fiving me across the table. Rachel joined in, a small, genuine smile finally gracing her lips. This was our sacred bond, a shared hatred for the Cheer Chicks and an unshakeable belief that the Glitter Girls were the superior cheer squad. The cheers finally, blessedly, died down. A new energy rippled through the amphitheater, a low hum that quickly escalated into a roar. The lights dimmed, then flared,

It accelerated into a river that was almost completely frozen. After I got up, I spotted Rosalia, who was running toward me from a distance and crying. “That was a wonderful jump. Looks like it’s not your first rodeo.” Noah smiled and draped a thick cashmere coat over my shoulders. “Donna! I missed you so much!" Rosalia threw herself at me and embraced me tightly, “You've lost more weight!” “Grace.” Noah held up a black umbrella to shield us from the snow, “No, not Grace. Grace Whitmore is dead from now on. Have you thought about a new name?”

“Okay, girls it’s our time to shine. Let’s show the boys what we can do.” We took our formation on the seats with Eva, Siobhan and me in the front and the others forming rows of four, five, and six behind us, we got ready to cheer the boys to victory. As soon as the second whistle was blown Edwin and Co.’s and St. Patrick’s cheerleaders were thrown into action. Our cheers almost collided but we were louder. “Dave!” Siobhan yelled. “Shoot the ball! Sho-Shoot the ball! Hey!” He didn’t shoot. He passed.

"Go, Claude!" The female fans of Claude around her smiled at Zora as they shouted together, "We love you, Claude." Not to be outdone, the fans of the other quarterback next to them waved their flags and shouted in an even louder voice, "Victory, Phillies." As the athletes competed on the field, the cheerleaders "competed" in the audience in the same way. Zora felt her voice was hoarse. But she felt happy and laughed uncontrollably with everyone else.

They scream as if excited at every stroke of our bodies. At university, we are called “5BITCH’S”. That name is popular especially among men. Who wouldn't be interested when they heard that name? We consist of five members. Sidney Laurent, a model, second Sapphire Reichmann, a vlogger, third Sunny Adams, the queen of TikTok, fourth Skye Fridman, the queen of online games and of course me, Serena Dawson, the queen of the campus. Aside from the fact that I always want to be with my stupid ex basketball player boyfriend, dancing is really my hobby so I entered the world of cheerdancing.

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.