Free Standing Cheerleader {Teens/Younger-Older}

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I always wonder how they can free stand like that when being eaten out. Is the girl holding on to her legs that tightly, or did the artist didn’t think about that? Or, are there more people out there than I realize who can have any kind of sex standing up?
You know what would make this better? They were in the middle of the girl’s locker room with the other cheerleaders and they were all standing around watching. And yes, the girl standing would be leaning back against something. A wall, or a locker or door of some kind.
So why isn’t there any underwear to be seen here either? Did they not wear any to the game? Was it really a game or just a practice? I’m picking practice. In fact, the coach did this. He said that they weren’t kicking high enough. Acting like they weren’t wearing any underwear. So he made them take them off.
Most of them weren’t wearing bras to begin with. Enjoying the few great years before they really needed one. So in some offbeat part of his mind, he thought that now their bottoms matched their tops.
So during practice hands were all over thighs, under asses, squishing pussies. Some hands got wetter and wetter over time. By the time they finished practice the coach was satisfied with their progress and threatened that they may practice without underwear from now on. To help them lose those inhibitions that prevented a girl from opening up her legs.
The second girl that made it to the locker was immediately grabbed by the first one. They kissed, they fondled breasts, then the first girl dropped down and went under the second girl’s skirt head first. By now half the team was in the room and in different stages of undress and looking on.
Wait. Aren’t boys on Cheerleading teams? Yes, yes they are. So where are they? Some will think that they went to the guy’s locker room. Some might have and they would be rubbing one out, hidden from the other guys, as they all remember all the pussies that they saw in the last hour or two.
One or two of them I’m sure, have girlfriends on the team and is in their locker room pounding the pussy that they, other guys, are dreaming of. Then there’s the bi guy and the bi coach who somehow made it off the field first and were cleaning up the evidence of their fucking good time when the standing girl came.


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One of these days I'll make this a more solid story.

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