Stereotypical Cheerleader Novels & Stories

"I never knew you were a cheerleader." I tell Amber as we're driving to the party. She's wearing a pleated skirt and a white pullover blouse that accentuates the curves of her teen-sized tits. She looks more like a high school girl than she usually does. She even has her red hair up in a ponytail tonight. I've never seen it like that at work. "I want to be taken seriously at the bookstore." She tells me smiling. "And there is a certain stereotype that goes with being a cheerleader." She says. "It's been nice being able to discuss books, music and movies without everyone thinking I'm an airhead." She smiles.

Junior Year Osprey (A week Later) Elena skipped down the stairs wearing a skintight, short black dress, with her dual-colored eyes glinting excitedly. I groaned. She was too excited for this party tonight. She was determined to come home with a name she had already made for herself. I had no idea why she wanted to be a cheerleader, but it was what it was. She would excel as one. She was bendy and had the nauseating peppy energy that they all had. Raul eyed her outfit.

I mean, they work out religiously, they understand discipline, and, if they’re any good, they work well as a team. Oh, and let’s get real, their bodies are fucktastic. All those tight ends and muscled abs make me drool and drip, if you know what I mean. But for me, one just isn’t enough. In high school I fucked the jocks — I was the head cheerleader so that was sort of a prerequisite, right? — but even as they were pumping their cocks into my tight teenage pussy, I ached to be filled even more. I wanted more cocks at once! At first I was ashamed.

I mean, they work out religiously, they understand discipline, and, if they’re any good, they work well as a team. Oh, and let’s get real, their bodies are fucktastic. All those tight ends and muscled abs make me drool and drip, if you know what I mean. But for me, one just isn’t enough. In high school I fucked the jocks — I was the head cheerleader so that was sort of a prerequisite, right? — but even as they were pumping their cocks into my tight teenage pussy, I ached to be filled even more. I wanted more cocks at once! At first I was ashamed.

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.

I slammed my hand on the table, got up, looked him dead in the eyes, then asked him icily, stressing out each word, “What is your problem?” He didn’t get the chance to answer me because a shriek came out from behind him, “Oh Johnny, here you are!” I looked at the blonde girl rubbing her hand seductively on his arm. She was wearing an outfit that screamed slut; a pencil skirt and a strapless top two sizes too small with lots and lots of make-up. Just so happens that she’s the captain of the cheerleaders. Yeah, I was studying in land stereotypes… please note the joy. “What do you want?” Came his calm drawl as he looked at her quizzically.

she muttered in one swift, her eyes were glued into mine accusingly. Ouch, that really hurts! That wasn't entirely true. First, I wasn't a stuck-up cheerleader. I was a hot and beautiful cheerleader. Second, I was an ace student so I don't have a pompom head. Third, I didn't sleep with half of the school because I was not a slut who wanted to hook up with everybody she sees within her radius. I had a status to keep so I wasn't stupid enough to let myself down just to be with those people who are the lowest in this society. However, the last was a little bit true. Okay, it wasn't a little bit untrue either.

I can see the anxiety hiding behind the smile she’s giving the room. “Well, I’m not normally one to condone cheating, but if you re-cheated that motherfucker, then you won,” the cheerleading captain remarks. She claps her hands. “But let’s keep it moving.”

Autumn said as she smiled at Dylan, while the older one looked at her weirdly. "Hello! Good morning!" I looked at my back and saw Sky as she made her way towards our direction with a smile. Of course with her being clumsy as she almost slipped into nothing. She's Sky Zhang, clumsy, cute, pretty, and... Dumb... Sky is known to be the cheerleader captain and they are serious when they say she is the captain. At first, I was like, they are kidding, right? Since I've seen Sky as clumsy and dumb. Not that she's really dumb but she's pretty much of a naive person.

"I don't have much of a choice." I consoled myself, finishing the last spoonful of yogurt. "Penelope will 'destroy' you." "Oh god, hasn't she done enough?" "Cheerleading is like the high school version of a sorority. Nothing's scarier than women in groups. You need to be strong, Scarlett." "I think I know that all too well."