Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  She did nothing but continue breathing steadily, my hand moved up and down with each calm inhale and exhale until I relaxed my grip and it sprang back to its natural shape with a speed befitting a teenage cheerleader. My cock was straining at my pants already and I unzipped them to pull it out through the gap at the front of my boxers.

  With her tit still resting safely under my palm, I grabbed her hand and wrapped the fingers around the shaft of my cock before carefully bending down and planting a light kiss on her lips. I wondered how many people went to the high school football games just to daydream about fucking the cheerleaders. How many of them had seen Misty and Gail shaking their asses, just as I had done that afternoon, and wanted to see those blonde heads bobbing up and down on their cock.

  I worked my jaws open and shut, sucking at the sleeping teen’s lips until I could slip my tongue into her mouth. I ran it across her even teeth before pushing further inside and swirling it around with hers. Breaking off the kiss, I gently bit her lower lip and pulled it out slightly as I leaned back before letting it go and hearing the quiet slapping sound of it returning to its normal position.

  The sleeping beauty’s lips were now moistened and slightly glossy with our combined saliva. She looked so sexy that I just had to bend down and kiss her sister too, give her the same lip gloss and feel her tongue with my own as she slept peacefully with a breast for a pillow.

  As neither of the twins had reacted in the slightest to my explorations of their mouths, I decided to push the envelope a bit and test the waters. I gave the first sister’s nipple a rough pinch between my finger and thumb, tweaking it and pulling outwards before letting her breast snap back into place.

  There was a sharp intake of breath and the faintest hint of a lower lip being bitten but she instantly returned to a serene expression and her breathing returned to normal. I surmised that they really had requested sleeping pills, which meant these cheerleaders were all mine.

  I stood up beside the bed and disrobed, my hard cock looming over the sleeping girls like a judge’s gavel, ready to impose a verdict upon the naughty pair. Circling the bed, I climbed back on behind the one curled up against her sister, moving into a spooning position, I felt the heat of her ass cheeks caressing my shaft through the tight material of her shorts.

  They were both absolutely magnificent, golden sex goddesses. I leaned down and placed my hand on her thigh, gently stroking upwards until I felt that crease and I knew my fingers were on her ass. I slid my middle finger along that crevice, pushing under the material of her shorts towards her pussy until I felt the little cheerleader’s last defence against my advances, a flimsy pair of panties.

  I stroked her pussy through the thin material, able to vaguely feel her sex through her underwear and the heat she radiated like she had a cosy fireplace nestled between her legs. I pulled my hand out and curled it around her inner thigh, lifting her leg upwards before slipping my cock between her legs and letting her leg drop back down so her upper thighs were holding my cock in place against the crotch of her shorts.

  It was an amazing feeling, the beautiful blonde hugging my cock with her toned thighs, while she rested her head on the breast of a girl that was the very mirror image of herself. I continued my single-handed exploration of her body, sliding my hand up over her hip and then across her midriff. As I had done with her sister, I reached under her shirt to grope her teen breasts, feeling their fullness fill my hand as I squeezed first one and then the other, gently rocking my hard dick back and forth against her still-clothed pussy.

  Feeling her warm flesh all around my shaft was driving me absolutely wild, I needed to see more of these girls. Reluctantly pulling my cock out from between the unconscious cheerleader’s legs I reached down and pushed her shorts and panties towards her knees, kicking the tight garment completely off the ends of her feet once they travelled low enough for me to hook a toe into the waistband. With a lot more difficulty I was able to pull her top off over her head, revealing her wondrous chest to my eyes for the first time.

  I slipped one arm under the closer twin’s head, reaching around to cup one breast as I stared into her face. My hard shaft was now nestled between her ass cheeks like the world’s happiest hot dog, dabbing pre-cum on to her lower back as I ground against her. I slid my other hand down across her firm belly, wanting to know her sex by feel before I saw it with my eyes and wanting to look into her angelic face as I violated her.

  My fingers traversed smooth taut teen skin, circled around her belly button and over her smooth pubic mound. She was so sleek that I had to wonder if she’d used her time in the shower earlier to shave her pussy. The thought of her paying such intimate attention to her sex only to have an older man she just met take advantage of her efforts while she slept was so fucking hot.

  Inevitably my finger was drawn to the folds between her legs, gliding lightly across her clitoral hood before delving between her labia and across the entrance of her noticeably moist pussy. I pulled my finger back to gently rub at her most sensitive little button, as if coaxing it out from its cover.

  The twin’s lips parted as some of the stimulation made its way through to her drug addled mind and I felt her chest begin heaving in my hand. I repeatedly dipped my finger into her honeypot, pulling her increasingly flowing natural lubricants up over her clit and rubbing at her little go-button even harder.

  From my vantage point, spooning the unconscious girl as she began to wiggle her ass cheeks against my cock, I was able to see a flush rising on her shapely chest, forewarning about the oncoming onslaught of an orgasm for the helpless teen as her body reacted without her knowledge of what was happening.

  Finally the beautiful high school cheerleader forced a moan out through tightly clenched teeth and I held on to her bucking body to maintain my assault on her clit, making her cum whether she wanted to or not. The blonde girl was making a slippery mess between her legs, I couldn’t help but slide my cock back between her thighs and savour the feel of her tense leg muscles squeezing at my length as my head and shaft teased her clit and entrance.

  With a shudder the blonde cheerleader became still again, a very thin sheen of sweat stood out on her brow and matted a few stray strands of flaxen hair down. I reached down to feel the head of my cock repeatedly popping out from between her legs, slick with her juices, and pulled it against her sex as I rocked my hips back and forth, rubbing my hard shaft against her abused clit with short sawing motions.

  She was obviously still sensitive from her orgasm and writhed sleepily as if trying to remove herself from the unwelcome invasion, but was unable to do so. I held her in place with the arm wrapped around her, tweaking her nipple as she tried to escape, unrelenting on her pussy.

  Her struggles intensified, but only served to rub her pussy even harder on my cock, I was caught by surprise when another flood of her lubricants washed out over my hard rod and the filthy little cheerleader moaned out another reluctant climax. She was a dishevelled wreck by the time she calmed down again, but I had more defilement in mind for her.

  My cock slipped out from between her legs with slick ease and I knelt over the sleeping teen, rearranging her position so that she was draped backwards over the midriff of her sister, her head hanging upside down off the other side. It was only at that moment that I saw that a name had been printed in black felt pen on the pubic mound of the orgasmically shattered teen.

  It said ‘Misty’ and I recognised Ava’s handwriting. If she had labelled the sex goddesses in front of me correctly that meant that out of the two of them it was Misty who had received all the reluctant pleasure so far, so it was Misty that I was going to take pleasure from first.

  “Can you deep throat, Misty?” I asked.

  Naturally, she didn’t answer, but the position I had arranged her in meant she was damn well going to take my cock all the way down her throat whether she would have been able to consciously or not. I circled around the bed again, climbing aboard to kneel over Misty’s head, straddling
her face.

  With her head thrown back over her sister’s slumbering body, Misty’s mouth was gaping open as if inviting my length to invade her. I placed my palms on her throat, my fingers wrapping around the sides of her neck to hold her in place, and aimed my cock at her hot and wet opening.

  I felt Misty’s warm breath on the head of my cock before it actually touched her, gliding smoothly across her lips, lubricated by the combined juices of her two orgasms and my pre-cum. Misty’s tongue met the top of my cock head with a wet embrace that I soon felt along my shaft as I kept on pushing slowly forward.

  The engorged head of my dick hit the back of Misty’s throat and the pressure there seemed to be giving the sleeping schoolgirl some discomfort and she weakly flailed her arms upwards, trying to push my hips back, but by bowing my elbows out I was able to knock her hands away. I held her head in place and forced my length further into her, feeling the faint popping sensation as she finally accepted me into her throat.

  Once the struggle for entry was over, Misty’s body either became accustomed to it or felt too defeated to keep on fighting. With my cock making steady progress into Misty’s throat, I transferred my grip to her tits, squeezing and massaging them as I advanced. It was an utterly incredible feeling to have two full handfuls of this amazing beauty’s breasts as I initiated what was going to be a rough face fuck for the unconscious girl.

  When I felt my balls touch Misty’s nose, I knew I was almost as deep as I could possibly invade her mouth, but with a firm thrust I was able to force her mouth wide open and gain those precious last few fractions of an inch. I entertained the thought that maybe no cock would ever be as deep in Misty’s throat as mine was at that very moment, she might never let anyone treat her this way if she was awake.

  I relaxed, feeling my cock retreat from that ultimate depth, but left myself buried to the hilt inside her mouth. Transferring my attention back to the twin I now knew was Gail, I gripped her top and pulled it up over her tits. These twins were truly a marvel of genetics. I looked back and forth between their identical chests and groped one tit from each of them, feeling their indistinguishable firmness and weight.

  Lost in my thoughts, mesmerised by so many teen breasts I almost forgot that my thickness was cutting off Misty’s oxygen supply, and I pulled back to let the poor girl get some air. The bright red flush slowly drained from her face as she sleepily gasped and tried to catch her breath.

  Moments before I estimated she was fully recovered I slammed my entire length straight back into her throat, once more fighting off her uncoordinated resistance until she calmed down again. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the incredible feel of her tight throat hugging my entire shaft and sensitive tip for a moment before turning my attention to Gail’s shorts and panties.

  It was moderately difficult to disrobe Gail’s lower half while keeping my cock embedded in her twin’s mouth, but it was certainly a good problem to have. I was pleased to see my second clean-shaven snatch of the evening, this one appropriately labelled ‘Gail’ in black felt pen. Gail’s pussy looked like it was already moist, I wondered if the sounds of her sister cumming and being roughly face fucked had seeped through to her dreams.

  All too soon it was time to let Misty breathe again and the poor girl gasped for air as soon as she was able, she was really paying for the two sleeping orgasms she’d had forced upon her. Once again, when she was not quite ready for it, I thrust my full length into the poor girl’s throat, beginning to vigorously fuck her face, my balls slapping against her nose every time I bottomed out.

  Every now and then I paused to let her breathe unobstructed for a while, before resuming my jack hammer-like assault on her mouth. While Misty’s throat satisfied my cock, I used my hands to explore the breasts and pussy of her twin, using Gail’s body for balance as I face fucked Misty.

  When I felt like I was on the verge of adding some special sauce to Misty’s pizza dinner, I slowed the frantic pace of my thrusts before withdrawing completely. The poor girl looked absolutely ruined, some mixture of her own pussy juices, my pre-cum and her saliva was smeared all over her face, her hair was a bird’s nest in disarray and she was flushed and panting from the forced exertion.

  Wonderful as the unconscious twin’s throat felt, I wanted a pussy to squeeze me to climax, and Gail had gotten off lightly so far. I crawled between her legs, spreading them wide until her labia gaped open before me to reveal the deeper pink of her tight teen tunnel. With urgency I gripped my cock halfway down the shaft and pointed it at her pussy, before slamming it all the way inside her unprepared slit, lubricated mostly by her twin’s bodily fluids.

  Gail gasped and seemed to try to buck the dead-weight of her sister off her midriff before falling still again. I held her firmly by the hips, making sure my cock stayed in perfect alignment with her tight little pussy so I could thrust with reckless abandon. I wasted no time building up speed, simply resuming the pace I’d fucked Misty’s mouth with, minus the breathing breaks.

  The blonde cheerleader’s pussy was heaven on earth and I pounded into it with no thought on my mind but using her for every last iota of pleasure that I could possibly take. These twins were built to be fucked hard, fucked rough and fucked often, their bodies and faces were straight out of every heterosexual male’s wettest of wet dreams.

  When Gail’s teenage pussy noticeably clamped down on my invading rod I looked up in slight surprise to see her arching her back in the midst of a powerful climax, despite the fact that Gail’s sister was still lying across her. It was all too much for me and I began unleashing a huge load of semen into the depths of the sleeping schoolgirl, consequences be damned, I needed to claim my territory on the highly-sought-after real estate of the deepest reaches of her pussy.

  Jet after steamy jet of creamy cum erupted from the tip of my cock, filling Gail up until I felt it leaking out around my shaft with every sporadic thrust of my hip, dripping down the crack of her ass and on to the sofa-bed. I pulled out, still hard, and returned to my position straddling Misty’s face.

  With careful manipulation of her lips, I was able to adequately squeegee my length clean of the combined cocktail of all our fucking. Globs of semen kept oozing out of Gail’s slit, which I repeatedly scooped up with a finger, depositing it in Misty’s mouth. I guess Misty got the special sauce in the end anyway.

  I was shattered, two girls was definitely my limit. I thought I’d probably have died if the Woodham twins had been the Woodham triplets, either from exertion or excitement, I’m not sure what would have got me in the end. Either way, it didn’t matter, I’d survived the twins and needed to get them cleaned up.

  I left to get a washcloth and wet it with warm water in the bathroom before returning to Ava’s room. Even after everything that had happened in my life I was still almost in disbelief when I saw the cum-soaked heavenly creatures unconscious on the sofa bed and knew that it was my seed they were dripping with.

  I delicately cleaned them up, rearranged their cheerleader uniforms and then went for a shower of my own. After a refreshing blast of hot water and soap, I dried off, crawled under the covers of my bed and slept like the dead.

  *****

  The next morning I awoke bright and early, as was befitting the early night I’d had. I showered again to fill in some time and ease my sore muscles, wondering if the morning-after twins could possibly be better than the morning-after valedictorian rivals.

  By the time I heard the showers turn on upstairs I’d already read the entire newspaper and prepared everything I needed to have breakfast ready for the three girls when they came downstairs. I bet Misty was having serious problems with the tangles in her hair.

  When the trio finally brightened up the kitchen with their presence the room was pervaded by the scent of bacon and eggs, and a selection of cereals was available on the table. The twins looked absolutely radiant in yet another spare uniform they each had, bearing no indication of the ordeal they had been through and full of the illusion of b
oundless energy that all good cheerleaders had. I’d seen them pushed to their limits twice yesterday, though, so I was able to see through it with the tiniest smile raising the corner of my mouth.

  After a breakfast where Ava and I seemed to have all the bacon and eggs while the cheerleaders were mindful of their intake after the pizza ‘binge’ of the previous night, Ava had the little sex kittens do the dishes while we chatted about nothing. I was glad the conversation was light, because the short skirts of the twins bending over the sink was a major distraction until they finished.

  “OK Dad, bring a comfy chair out to the back yard, Gail and Misty would like you to judge their routines.”

  “But I don’t know how to judge cheer routines… I’m a contract lawyer, not a choreographer.”

  “You’re within a cheerleader’s target demographic, if you like or don’t like something then that’s more important than some random dance teacher.”

  “Well… since you twist my arm and all.”

  I’m not sure how the girls expected to perform these particular routines as part of a cheerleading squad, or with their adoring fans so far away in the bleachers. I would have said they were more lap dances than cheer routines. They performed two, presumably one masterminded by each of the twins, and I was left rock hard and absolutely on the edge of my seat by the time they were done.

  “So, how would you rate them, Dad?” Ava asked.

  “On a scale of one to ten?”

  “Sure, why not.”

  “One billion, both of them. I can’t choose.”

  “Me neither. I think the solution to this problem is just like the solution to the Gordian knot. Cut the rope. Girls, I’m going to recommend to Coach Miller that she has two head cheerleaders this year.”

  The squealing excitement could have shattered a wine glass, had I been holding one for some reason. The twins hugged each other and bounced up and down enthusiastically, mesmerising me once more with their ample chests.