The Sleepy Teen Cheerleader (Mf reluctant sleeping sex) (2 page)

With my free hand I pushed my
pants down to my knees and fished my erection out through the gap
in the front of my boxers. I wrapped my fingers around it and began
slowly pumping up and down, feeling what seemed like a torrent of
pre-cum leaking out, I’d never been so turned on before. I let my
fingertips roam over her large and firm teenage breast, feeling a
small bump under the shirt where her nipple was.

I spread my
fingers out and pressed downwards with my palm until I confirmed
that her breast was far beyond a handful. I couldn’t believe I was
groping Tasha in her sleep, after all the fantasies her tit was now
overflowing my hand. It was almost a crime that she hadn’t had a
boyfriend in over a year, so she said, but I was overjoyed that I
was the first guy to enjoy her body in such a long time, I’d
worshipped it from afar for long enough.

I licked my lips and then gave
her a gentle squeeze, ready to run for the hills if she made any
sound aside from her rhythmic breathing, but she didn’t. My hand
continued a slow stroking of my cock and the quiet, wet sound of my
jerking off could faintly be heard but I was growing bolder and
ignored it.

I had originally planned on
groping Tasha’s amazing chest and jacking off, but after a few
additional and gradually more reckless squeezes of her soft flesh,
I knew I would have to do more. I released my cock from my grip,
not wanting to cum too quickly, and gently folded Tasha’s blanket
downwards until her entire upper body was exposed to the darkness
of her room.

The pristine
white of the tank top she was sleeping in was dimly visible in the
gloom and even in that poor light the shapely swell of her young
breasts was tantalising beyond all belief. Her top was short and
was already riding up a little bit, which made my task easier. I
found the bottom of her shirt and slipped my fingers under it, once
more coming into contact with her bare skin but this time it was
the skin of her taut navel. Her body was practically fat free,
except where it mattered, and I marvelled at the firmness of her
belly.

Sliding my fingers along her
skin, my fear of waking her up diminishing with each passing
second, I moved my hand closer and closer to her chest, only this
time would be under the shirt. Soon, my fingers found her soft
mound again and I almost came right there without any contact on my
cock at all. At long last I was touching the teen cheerleader’s
bare breast and I was in heaven.

The back of
my hand pushed against the material of her top and allowed my palm
to come back to rest on her tit. I squeezed it without fear,
feeling the soft teen flesh bulge between my fingers. I moved my
hand to the other side and repeated my motions, savouring every
sensation of the forbidden fruit I now held. My cock was
practically dripping pre-cum by this stage, I knew that I would be
shooting a giant load in the near future and I eagerly anticipated
the pleasure of that release.

Almost
regretfully I removed my hand from Tasha’s breast so I could lift
her top up and expose even more of her body to my lust. Gripping
the bottom of the shirt with both hands I pulled it up and over the
swell of her chest, which spilled out when the elastic material no
longer encased it. I lowered my face to her tit and tentatively
reached out with my tongue, gently caressing her nipple.

It was addictive and it wasn’t
long before I was licking at both of her tits as if they were ice
creams. In only a short amount of time I felt her nipples
stiffening under my oral manipulation and with reckless abandon I
sucked one into my mouth and let it out with a wet kissing sound.
The noise brought me to my senses and my heart jumped into my
throat as I stood motionless and silent, my mouth hovering over the
sleeping teenager’s tits.

Thankfully nothing happened, her
breathing remained unchanged, her chest gently rose and fell under
me, everything was still ok. I momentarily thought I should quit
while I was ahead, but I wasn’t thinking with my brain anymore, my
cock was in charge and it knew what it wanted. My hands were
shaking as I pulled her covers even further down until they were
folded neatly at the bottom of her bed, she was exposed to me from
head to toe.

My cock
couldn’t hold back much longer, but there was one last thing I
needed to do, I had to taste her sweet pussy. Wasting no more time
I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her boxers and slowly
worked them downwards, pulling first one side and then the other
until the elastic was past the bottom of her ass and slid easily
down her legs. I pulled them down but not completely off, leaving
them bunched around her right ankle.

From one side
of the bed I pulled her leg sideways at the knee, then did the same
on the other side. In the darkness I could see her wonderful little
body splayed for me and I climbed on to the bed to put my face
between her legs. I slid my hands under her ass as if I was eating
a watermelon and lowered my face to her hot slit.

I gently explored between her
legs, my lips and tongue painted a picture of perfection in the
darkness. Her pussy was clean shaven, which was a difference from
the landing strip I had always pictured in my fantasy but not an
unwelcome discovery. I licked up one side of her waiting pussy and
then up the other. If the lights had been on I would have seen that
her lips were tucked in, a very neat and tidy pussy, the eager
vagina of an inexperienced girl.

I delved my tongue into her sex
and tasted her juices for the first time, she was surprisingly wet
already and tasted as sweet as I had expected. I lapped at her slit
over and over again, dragging her natural lubricants out and
spreading them around. Not for the first time that evening I was
astonished at how lucky I was, every red blooded male in the world
would want to trade places with me at that moment. Every guy in the
school wanted to know what Tasha Miller’s pussy tasted like, but I
would never tell them.

I found her clit with the tip of
my tongue and flicked the muscle across her most sensitive spot,
noting how her sweet juices began to flow from her pussy, making
quite the wet patch under her ass. It was at that stage that Tasha
moved for the first time. Slowly at first but increasing in speed
and strength as I continued my assault on her clit she began
writhing and gyrating her hips.

Still, she
gave no indication that she was awake, she must have been having
a
hell
of a horny dream
though. I maintained my constant manipulation of her little button
and before I knew it Tasha started uttering the sexiest sounds I
had ever heard.

“Uh... uh… uhn… uhn… uhn… UH…
UH… UHHHHHH”

I increased the pressure on her
clit, licking her as hard and fast as I could and was rewarded when
she let out a loud ‘uuuuhhhhhhhh’ and her pussy juices flooded over
my chin while her body trembled and I’m sure her pussy muscles
contracted repeatedly as if it was milking a phantom cock.
Eventually the sounds died down and her breathing returned to
normal, she stopped trembling and appeared to be fast asleep
again.

I couldn’t take it anymore, my
time had come. I raised myself up to my knees and shuffled forward
between Tasha’s legs until her thighs were resting on top of mine.
There was nowhere in the whole world I would have rather been at
that moment but between the legs of the girl of my dreams. With a
shaking hand I grabbed the base of my cock and aimed it at her
tight little pussy.

I rubbed the engorged head of my
erection up and down her sopping wet slit, thinking about how my
pre-cum was mixing with her pussy juices, making everything nice
and slick. I rubbed harder, back and forth until her tidy little
pussy lips parted and the very tip of my cock entered her love
tunnel. I called it a tight little pussy before and as I pushed
forward I realised just how true that was. If she hadn’t just had
an orgasm and if I wasn’t so ludicrously turned on I think I would
have had a problem getting inside her.

Thankfully we were both as wet
as could be and with a slow and constant pressure I sunk the head
of my cock into her waiting slit until her pussy engulfed it
completely and clamped down on my shaft just under the head. I
closed my eyes, not that it made all that much difference in the
darkness, and savoured the glorious feeling of her pussy on me. It
was hot, it was wet, it was Tasha’s.

I leaned forward until my face
was directly over hers and tenderly kissed her on the lips.
Although it was dim I wanted to be looking into her face as I
fucked her. I slowly pushed forward again and that’s when I felt
something very unexpected. My cock was pressed against Tasha’s
hymen, forbidding further access to the pleasure of her depths if I
ever wanted to get away with this. My dick didn’t care and wanted
me to pop her cherry… but my better judgement prevailed. With huge
reluctance I pulled backwards, feeling Tasha’s pussy lips caress my
head just one last time all the way to the very tip.

Although I had managed to stop
myself from fucking her, I was still practically delirious with
lust and desperately needed to cum. I climbed upwards on the bed
until I was straddling Tasha’s firm belly. With one hand on her tit
I resumed stroking my cock with the other and it wasn’t long before
the most intense orgasm of my life rocked my body. The whole bed
shook with my spasms as I felt what seemed like oceans of semen
erupt from my cock, invisible in the dark.

I was powerless to do anything
but pump my fist up and down on my dick until the waves of
tingling, buzzing pleasure receded and I collapsed, absolutely
spent beside the sleeping cheerleader. I eventually caught my
breath and my brain began taking over again, filling me with much
more rational thoughts than I’d been experiencing for quite a
while.

I’d just saturated the sleeping
blonde teen with my DNA… I had to clean her up. I rolled off the
bed and went to the light switch, absolutely certain that if she
slept through what I just did to her then she would sleep through
the light being turned on. I flicked the little button and squinted
against the sudden harsh light, going back to Tasha’s bed to survey
my work.

She looked so
serene laying there, every bit as beautiful as I had ever imagined
her. Her pink nipples small and perfectly positioned on her large
breasts. I loved how her areola were also quite small, they only
served to accentuate the size of the mounds they perched upon.
Tasha was perfect in every way. Perfect and absolutely covered in
cum. Thick streams of it spanned out from her belly and all over
her breasts. The thickest of the lot, no doubt the very first spurt
to emit from me, stretched out all the way over her chin, cheek,
eye and hair.

I drank the
sight in for a while and then went to my room, the bathroom and the
kitchen before returning to Tasha with my digital camera, a
washcloth and some paper towels. I captured high resolution shots
of all the cum all over her, especially her beautiful face and also
spread her pussy lips, exposing her hymen. These were treasures
that needed to be saved forever.

I cleaned her up as best I could
and returned her clothes to a more modest arrangement before
kissing her deeply and stroking her hair. How I wished that I
wasn’t always so tongue-tied around her, I wanted to make her feel
special, to have her look at me with the same lust I felt for her.
I wanted her day and night, not just when she was asleep. However,
if asleep was all I could have then I would take it.

I turned off her light and left
her room.

*****

I woke up early the next day,
nervous about whether I had missed something in Tasha’s room. I
stayed in bed worrying for a couple of hours until I heard
everybody having a late breakfast in the kitchen. I got dressed,
terrified of what I would find when I got there, but all appeared
normal.

“Stefan! Good morning. You’re a
bit late but there’s still some bacon left. Other than that, it’s
just toast for you if you’re hungry, I’m afraid,” Mr Miller
said.

“
That sounds
good,” I said with a nervous smile, glancing at Tasha, who was
eating her own piece of toast and looking at a magazine on the
kitchen table.

I put two pieces of bread into
the toaster and waited, nerves slightly abated but still there. The
Millers were all finished while I was still buttering the
toast.

“Sorry Stefan, we’ve got to get
going, promised some friends we’d meet them for a game of tennis.
You ok to eat breakfast alone? I think Tasha’s going to do some
sunbathing,” Mrs Miller said as she and her husband busied
themselves packing sports bags.

“Yes, not a problem.”

“Tasha, before we go, I forgot
to ask yesterday how your appointment with the doctor went?” Mr
Miller said.

“Fine, thanks Dad. He said that
on weekends, or some days when I don’t have any important
appointments the next day I should try to get a natural sleep, so I
didn’t use my pills last night.”

I froze with a piece of toast in
my mouth and I’m sure I went pale, but Mr and Mrs Miller didn’t
seem to notice.

“Ah, that’s good. Everything was
OK then?”

Tasha stood and picked up her
plate, walking over to where I was at the counter by the toaster
and reaching out to put her plate by the sink.

“
Yeah,
fantastic
,”
she said and gave me a knowing look.

“
Glad to hear
it, we’ve really got to go though, buh-bye you crazy
kids!”

The Millers disappeared and
Tasha turned to me.

“
What’s the
matter, Stefan? You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Why don’t you
come outside and help me with my suntan lotion? Maybe we’ve got
something to talk about.”