Cheerleader and the Peeper by alohadave

An adult stories – Cheerleader and the Peeper by alohadave

All characters are over 18 years old.

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Phweeee, Phwee, Phweeeeee. Coach Nichole’s whistle blew in the gym. The cheerleaders stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the coach.

“Alright team, that’s enough for today. Hit the showers. I’ll see you tomorrow!” She dismissed the squad. “Shawna, Tina, hold back. You two have gear put-away today.”

By the time they walked into the locker room, the rest of the squad had already showered and changed to leave for the night.

“I’m going to go right home,” said Tina.

“You aren’t going to shower before you leave?”

“Nah, I have a date tonight, I’ll just do it at home. You okay alone here? It’s so creepy here when no one else is here.”

“I’m good, I’ll be fine. You go. Have fun on your date. Who is it this time?”

“That new running back that just transferred. He’s fucking hot, and he drives a Mustang.”

“Tasty Freeze?”

“Hell no. He’s taking me somewhere nice, with tablecloths. We can go to the Freeze if he makes it past the first date.”

“Give him hell.”

“Later girlfriend,” Tina waved as she left.

The door slammed shut behind her. Now that she was alone, it was kind of spooky in the locker room. The weird hollow echoes and the smell of sweat permeated.

Quickly, she stripped out of her sweaty uniform, grabbed her soap and shampoo, and walked over to the showers.

The hot water beat on her skin. She stood there for a few minutes zoning out as the water washed over her. A sound behind her caught her attention. “Who’s there?” she called out. She looked and saw nothing.

She sighed and her favorite recurring fantasy came to her. Coach Nichole was beautiful and Shawna often thought about her catching her alone like this. The scene unfolded in her mind’s eye.

****

“Shawna, why are you always so late? All the other girls are able to get showered and changed, and here you are acting like you are at a spa. What time is your massage?” Coach Nichole was standing at the entrance to the shower, leaning against the wall. She stared at the naked cheerleader.

Shawna turned to face her coach. “I-I’m sorry, Coach. It just takes me a while to clean up. You always make me do put-away.”

“I don’t want to hear excuses from you. I want to go home, but now I have to watch and make sure you don’t dawdle. Hop to it.”

“Yes, Coach.” Shawna turned. Coach Nichole was watching her naked in the shower. She shivered even though the hot water was spraying her. She ran the soapy washcloth along her skin. She brushed over her nipples with the cloth. The rough material scratched at the sensitive flesh. They stood out from her breasts. The contact sent sparks to her pussy.

Coach Nichole watched her. Her eyes were locked on Shawna’s ass. Shawna was proud of her butt. She worked hard to make it worth looking at, and Coach’s attention on her cheeks was a massive turn-on.

She slid the washcloth down her tight belly. When she reached her pussy, she rubbed the cloth on her clit. The roughness of the material against her sensitive nub caused a groan of pleasure to escape her lips.

“Shawna! What are you doing? Turn around, now.”

Shocked, Shawna froze. For several moments she stood there, doing nothing.

“Now, Shawna.” The coach was using her voice in the way she had, which brooked no dissent. She turned slowly, her hand still pressing the cloth against her pussy.

“Were you just playing with yourself?” Coach could clearly see what she was doing. Shawna nodded. “You dirty little pervert. Do you like rubbing your little pussy while I watch you? You want to put on a show for me?”

Shawna nodded.

“Well let’s see it. Show me how you play with your little cheerleader pussy.”

Shawna whimpered. She slid to the ground and spread her legs wide. Her pussy lips splayed open with her legs; her pink inner lips revealed to the coach.

“That’s right, you dirty slut. You get off showing off to your coach. What would your teammates think of you if they knew?”

Shawna imagined it.

“You know what they’d say. You are a pervert. That’s what you are, aren’t you? Pervert. You are only able to get yourself off when someone is watching you.”

Shawna shuddered at the thought. Coach was right, whenever she tried to get herself off, she always imagined someone watching her.

“I’m here now, so play with yourself. Make yourself cum, because I’m watching you finger your pussy.”

Shawna locked eyes with the coach and played with her clit. The thrill of being watched was more intense than anything she felt alone. Her fingers slipped inside her wet pussy.

The water washed over her running down her body as her fingers stroked her stiff clit. She pushed her fingers in her pussy as far as she could get them, trying to fill herself.

Coach Nichole watched her sitting on the floor of the girl’s locker room shower. Shawna was thoroughly soaked, her long brown hair plastered to her head. Her breasts were more than a handful, topped with thick, stubby nipples. The chocolate brown nipples contrasted against the white skin of her breasts.

Shawna closed her eyes. She was so close to bringing herself off. “Coach Nichole, I’m so close. Watch me fuck myself for you.”

She heard a bang in the locker room and jerked to attention. Coach Nichole disappeared like a soap bubble popping. Sitting on the floor of the shower, drenched and soaking wet, she suddenly felt how alone and vulnerable she was.

Scrambling off the floor, she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her. She rushed toward the sound to confront whoever was in the locker room with her. Adrenaline made her brave. Wet feet slapped on the concrete floor as she ran toward the sound.

Rounding the corner of the aisle of lockers, she saw a girl trying to sneak away. “Stop! Get back here.” The girl looked back frightened but didn’t stop. Shawna ran flat out now, and tackled the girl, taking her down. She landed hard on the floor, with Shawna on top of her.

“Let me go! Aghh, I didn’t see anything, I promise.”

“Get up, you fucking peeping tom.” Shawna got off the girl and made sure that she was holding onto her so she couldn’t rabbit. When the girl got up, Shawna slammed her against the row of lockers.

“Ow, fuck that hurts.” The girl held her left elbow. Tears were flowing from her eyes. “What’d you do that for?”

Shawna growled. “What are you doing in here? Why were you spying on me?”

The girl looked everywhere but at Shawna. She snapped her fingers in the girl’s face. “Hey, I asked you a question.”

“Yes,” she nearly shouted. “Yes, I was watching you. I saw you in the gym and followed you here. I couldn’t help myself. You just looked so fucking hot.”

Shawna looked at her. She didn’t recognize the girl, but that didn’t mean much. She rarely noticed people in the lower levels of popularity. She was kind of average-looking, nothing about her stood out to Shawna. She’d never have caught her attention before.

“Tell me why I shouldn’t tell everyone what you did?”

“Because I heard you talking to yourself. ‘Coach Nichole’,” she said in a sing-song voice. Shawna blanched; the color drained from her face.

“Fuck you, you godamned creep!”

The girl smiled now, the tears on her face glistened. “I don’t think so. What will your friends say when I tell them that you play with yourself in the shower? That you like to watch them when they change and shower.”

“I don’t do that!” Shawna shouted.

“Bitch, I just fucking watched you.”

“Fine, yes I masturbated, but I don’t peep on my friends, I’m not like that.”

“Here’s the thing Princess, it doesn’t need to be true to be a good rumor, it just needs to be juicy. And what’s juicier than a pervert in the locker room? Do you think any of your friends would ever trust you again? Every time, they’ll be thinking ‘What if it’s true?’ Always looking over their shoulder, watching you.”

“No! You wouldn’t dare.”

“Oh yes, I would.”

“You’re sick.”

“Here’s what’s going to happen: you will keep your mouth shut about everything we are going to do. I will tell you what to do, and you’ll do it, without question. If you don’t, say bye-bye to your social life here.”

Shawna fumed. She was stuck. Her friends would turn on her in an instant if anything got out. She’d probably be kicked off the squad because no one would want to work with her.

Head hung; Shawna nodded. “Say it, Princess,” the girl said.

“Yes.”

“Yes, what? Be clear. I want to hear you tell me exactly what you are agreeing to.”

“Yes, I’ll do it. I’ll do what you say.” Shawna said. “You can’t tell anyone.”

“As long as you do what I tell you, your secret is safe with me. In the meantime, I’m going to the nurse to have this looked at.” She raised her left arm. “You fucking banged me up.”

She turned to leave, and stopped when Shawna asked, “What’s your name? I don’t know who you are.”

“It’s Chloe. Chloe Brown. See you around, Princess.”

****

Chloe walked home from school. Ideas of how she could force her new slave to perform for her raced through her head. How far could she push the cheerleader before she broke? Make her flash people; wear revealing clothing that would embarrass her, the possibilities were endless.

“Hi Mom,” Chloe said. She hugged her from behind. “Hi, sweetie. How was school today?”

Chloe grinned. ‘I blackmailed a cheerleader after watching her frig her pussy in the shower.’ “Same old, same old. I bumped my elbow though. Had to go to the nurse to get it bandaged.”

“Oh sweetie, are you okay?”

“I’ll be fine. Nothing to worry about.”

“I’ll look at it later for you. Why don’t you clean up for dinner? We’ll be eating soon.”

****

Chloe sat in the bathroom that joined her and Cassidy’s bedroom. Her sister still lived with their parents while she went to community college. Cassie and her boyfriend Chad often had video chat sessions that frequently turned into mutual masturbation sessions.

She turned the light off and quietly opened the door to Cassie’s room and peeked in. Laying on her bed, her sister was already talking to Chad. From behind the door, she heard them chatting.

“I wish I could be with you babe. Not stuck at home,” Cassie said.

“I know babe. Show me what you are wearing,” he said.

Lifting the tablet, she panned it over her body. Her pink tank top hugged her breasts, showing them off. They filled the tank top almost to capacity, threatening to spill out.

Her plaid pajama shorts were loose over her wide hips.

“Now show me you,” she said.

The image on the screen panned to show him. His broad shoulders and hairless chest showed his swimmer’s body. The image revealed that he was already naked as his hard cock came into view.

“Ooh baby, you’re all ready to go. Is that for me?” She asked.

“You know it, babe. I think of you and I get hard.”

“I wish I was there. I’d take your beautiful cock in my mouth, and suck on it. Would you like that baby?”

Chloe listened and watched through the crack in the doorway. She worked her panties down and fingered her pussy. She loved watching her sister play with herself. She loved watching anyone really, she was a voyeur who would watch anyone she could find.

“And I would go down on you, lick your pussy, and clit,” he said.

“I love it when you eat me out. I’m touching my clit, but it’s better when you do it.”

“Rub yourself. Next time I’m over, we’re sneaking off so I can lick your clit and suck your pussy. Even if we have to find a closet.”

“I need to see you. Show me your tits.”

Cassie lifted the tank top causing her large breasts to spill into view. “Like this?” she asked.

“Ohh, babe, I love your boobs. If I was there, I’d suck and lick your nipples. I’d come up behind you and hold your tits, and squeeze them.

“Mmmm, yes, do that. Fondle my big tits, feel them up. Would you pinch and pull at my nipples like I like?”

“Oh, yeah. I’d pull on them until you moan and beg me to stop.” Cassie did just that, she tugged and pulled on her hard nipples.

Chloe reached under her shirt. Her breasts were smaller, but she mimicked her older sister as she pinched and pulled.

“Are you playing with your hard cock?” Cassie asked.

“Oh yeah, it’s so hard for you.” He panned down to show his cock, with his hand wrapped around it, stroking up and down.

“I’d take it in my mouth. I’d give you the best blowjob you’ve ever had until you shoot your creamy sperm right into my mouth.” Cassie fingered herself, her pussy wet. Her fingers slid quickly over her clit and pussy lips as she described what she wanted to do to her boyfriend.

“I love it when you go down on me. You make me want to shoot down your throat. Fill your belly with my cum,” he said. His hand was a blur on his cock. Cassie’s eyes were glued to the screen.

“Cum for me baby. Shoot your load. I want to lick it off your skin. Do it for me, cum baby.” With her encouragement, he came, several spurts sprayed over his belly and chest. “Oh shit baby, I’m cumming too.” Her fingers took her over the edge as she wished she was licking his cum off his body. Cassie dropped the tablet as she quivered through her orgasm. When her sister came it was a full-body experience. She wondered if it was the same when Chad fucked her. What a sight that would be.

****

Shawna was standing at her locker when someone hip-checked her. She looked down at the face of her blackmailer.

She scrunched up her face and looked around. None of her cheer squad were nearby. “What do you want?”

“Now, now, is that any way to greet your new best friend in the whole wide world?” Chloe had a shit-eating grin.

Shawna scoffed. “As if.”

“Give me your phone.” She held out her hand.

“Why?”

“How else am I going to contact you? Smoke signals?” Chloe chuckled at her joke.

“No. You don’t need to contact me.”

“Princess, have you forgotten yesterday already? I own you. You will answer when I call or text, and you will do what I say.”

“No. I won’t do it. I don’t care what you say, no one will believe you.”

Chloe looked thoughtful. “Maybe not, but I’m sure they’d believe you.”

“What do you mean?” Shawna asked, confused.

Chloe pulled out her phone and started a video. “Coach Nichole!” came Shawna’s voice.

She tried to grab the phone, but her blackmailer was too fast. “I can send you a copy if you want, for your own ‘personal’ uses,” Chloe said. “I’m sure that everyone in school would love to see what you do in the shower, and who you are fantasizing about. What do you think? Would they love that?”

Shawna looked around to see if anyone heard the video, but they were all in their own world, no one was paying attention. The thought of being the laughingstock of the school, with everyone talking about her was mortifying. She’d never be able to come to school again and face them all.

At the same time, she was afraid to admit to herself that she was excited by the idea. A whole school who had watched her play with herself? Her panties were becoming uncomfortably moist.

Finally, she relented. The reality of the school knowing about her outweighed her arousing fantasy. “Fine.” She handed her phone to Chloe after opening the contacts.

“Okay, Princess, don’t even think about ghosting me. If you don’t respond, you know what’ll happen.” Chloe said, with a wide grin.

“Yeah, I got it. Are we done?”

“Don’t let me stop you. See you around, Princess.”

****

Shawna sat in her math class thinking about her predicament. Chloe had her against a barrel and she didn’t see an easy way out of it. Maybe she was bluffing.

But what if she wasn’t? Walking down the hallways as people pointed and snickered at her. Would Coach Nichole even let her stay in the squad? Who’d want a pervert like her around?

“Shawna, are you paying attention?”

She looked at Mrs. Reynolds. “I’m sorry, what was the question?”

“I asked you: in a quadratic equation of f(x) = ax2 +bx+c, where a, b, and c are constants and a = 0, what is the quadratic term?

“Uhm, I don’t know.” She blushed in embarrassment. The math nerds looked at her, barely hiding their glee at her discomfort. Everyone else was glad that someone else was taking Mrs. Reynolds’ attention.

“Do your homework next time, Ms. Hanson, and stop daydreaming. Anyone else?”

Shawna felt her phone buzz. She discreetly pulled it out.

A text from Chloe: {before next period, send me a picture of your panties. make sure your face is showing}

She looked around to see if anyone had seen her with her phone. Thankfully no one had. They had shifted their attention back to the lesson. She breathed a sigh of relief. If she thought about it, she’d realize that no one would have seen the texts. But her frame of mind wasn’t about thinking logically.

Ugh, why was she doing this to her?

She sprang out of her seat as soon as the bell sounded. If she hurried, she could get to the restroom near her next class with time to spare.

The halls thronged with students. “Hey watch it,” she heard as she pushed through clumps and squeezed between others, to get to the restroom as fast as she could.

She had a few minutes left. The restroom was down the hall from her class, and she had plenty of time to snap a quick panty shot for Chloe.

Inside the restroom, she was dismayed to find that two of the three stalls were taped off: Out of Order.

“Fuck,” she said to herself. She rattled the door to the third stall.

“Hey, someone in here. Jesus.”

“Are you going to be long?”

“I’ll be as long as I am. Find your own stall.”

Shawna felt her panic rising. She didn’t have time to find another restroom, and nowhere more private than this.

She quickly unbuckled her belt and jeans. The pants were snug on her hips, molded to her ass and thighs. Her panties were visible with the fly undone. That should be fine, right?

A quick snap and she sent the picture to Chloe. Seconds later: {B- try again. Panties. Face. Tick tock}

After a glance at the occupied stall, she shimmied her pants down. She took a couple of pictures, trying to find an angle that showed her face and her panties together. Several pictures and none of them showed both. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck,’ she thought.

Just then she heard a gasp behind her. “Woah.”

Shawna turned to see the girl from the stall standing there, staring.

“Uhm, funny story.” She faked a giggle, trying to play off her half-naked body in the middle of the bathroom. “I have a cheer challenge. Kind of a dare thing.” She turned on her confident voice. “Do you think you’d help me out? Take a picture with my phone? It needs to have my face and underwear in it.”

“Oh, okay, I guess.” She held out her hand. Shawna looked at it. “Phone?”

“Oh yeah, sorry. Hee, hee.”

The girl held the phone and took several pictures. Shawna heard the ding of a text message. The girl’s eyes narrowed as she read it.

“Can I have my phone back, please?”

“Sure, here you go.”

“Thanks.”

Shawna pulled her jeans up and straightened up. She looked up to see the girl grinning at her. “Cheer challenge, huh?” Before she left, she turned and said, “Nice panties, cheerleader. I hope your friend enjoys the pictures.” The girl chuckled and left.

The text message was again from Chloe. {Running out of time Princess. I can’t wait to see your panties and your pretty face.}

Mortified that this random girl knew she was sending pictures to someone, she also felt a little thrill that she had shown off her ass and underwear to a stranger.

“Shit. I need to find her and make sure she doesn’t tell anyone.”

With her deadline approaching, she sent the picture to Chloe first.

She rushed out, looking both ways to see the girl. As she passed each room on the way to her classroom, she peeked in, looking through the small windows in each door. The girl was nowhere she could see.

Shawna hoped that the story wouldn’t be all over school.

A text from Chloe: {good job on the picture. I love those panties. Who is your friend?}

{what friend}

{look in the mirror}

Shawna scrolled to the picture. In the corner, the girl was reflected in the mirror. She hadn’t even noticed in her rush to send it to Chloe.

Her only saving grace was that Shawna had used her own phone to get the picture. She almost wished that the girl had used her phone, then she’d at least be able to contact her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” It was the first thing Chloe told her to do and it already felt like her life was spiraling out of control.

What kind of loser lets someone else control them like this?

****

The next morning, Chloe was waiting at Shawna’s locker. “Hi Princess, isn’t it a good morning?”

“I have to say, I’m impressed that you got someone to take that picture of you. I was sure that you’d chicken out and just do a selfie. Good for you. I figured you’d use the mirror. I’m glad to see that you are embracing this.”

Shawna glared at her. How had she forgotten about the mirror? It had been right there.

She was still worried about the unknown girl. “If you must know, she surprised me. I had to take the stupid picture, and she came out of the stall.”

Chloe leaned close, “Did it turn you on? Posing for her like that, showing yourself to her?”

Shawna scoffed. “No, Chloe, I didn’t get off on it.”

“If you say so.” Chloe smirked. “Anyway, I have a task for you today.”

“What’s that?” Shawna asked, exasperated.

“Today, you are wearing your cheer uniform, all day long,” she said with a grin.

Shawna laughed. “Seriously? Do you see what I’m wearing? There is a game tonight, I have to wear it today to show team spirit.”

Chloe said, “Oh I’m aware. But what you won’t be wearing are your cheer pants. Underwear only. I hope you wore panties today, and if not…”

“You can’t be serious. I can’t wear only my underwear; I’ll be flashing everyone all day long.”

“I guess you’ll have to be careful then. Let’s get them off.”

“I can’t do this. I’ll get in trouble if I’m not wearing them for the game. Coach Nichole checks us.”

“Ooh, I bet you love that don’t you,” Chloe said. She had a huge grin.

“It’s not like that, sheesh.”

“Sure Princess, if you say so. I wonder what Coach Nichole would say about your fantasy?”

“Ughh, stop it.”

“I’ll give your cheer pants back to you at the end of the day. Happy?”

“Ugh, fine.”

“Let’s go.” Chloe led the cheerleader to the girl’s bathroom. Shawna walked to the farthest one, and before she could close the door, Chloe pushed her way in.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Making sure. Who knows if you have an extra pair in your bag? As a matter of fact, give me your bag.”

Shawna rolled her eyes but handed it to her. Satisfied that Shawna didn’t have any spare pairs, she said, “Take them off. Slowly.”

“You’re a pervert, you know. Sick.” She couldn’t believe that she was taking her cheer pants off in front of this girl.

“Yep. But you like to show off. Imagine I’m Coach Nichole. I’m examining your uniform to make sure you aren’t a dirty girl. Now pull down your cheer pants for your coach.”

Shawna flushed with embarrassment. She reached under her skirt and peeled down the plain white cheer pants. They were crowded in the stall, so she had to contort to get them off.

“That’s it, Princess, show me how you do it.”

Shawna glared at her blackmailer. She stepped out of the pants and bent to pick them up off the floor. Chloe reached for them, but Shawna held on, not wanting to let go of her modesty.

“Shawna,” Chloe said with a warning.

She let go. “Good girl.”

Chloe stepped close to Shawna. Even though she was several inches shorter than the cheerleader, Chloe still managed to make Shawna feel small.

Chloe’s hand slid under her skirt, up her thigh. Shawna shivered at the contact. “Is this what you want Coach Nichole to do? To run her hand up your thigh, to touch your pussy?”

“No, stop it. I don’t want this.”

Chloe’s hand cupped Shawna’s panty-covered mound. “I can feel how wet you are, Shawna. You are soaking through your thong.” Chloe gave her pussy a quick tap and pulled her hand back.

Shawna looked at her tormentor. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“Why? Because it turns me on. I hate football. Big dumb jocks keep away and knocking each other down. Do you know how many games I’ve been to?”

Shawna shook her head.

“All of them. You and the cheer queens jumping around, flashing the crowd, it gets me so fucking wet.” Chloe shivered. “I have to get myself off after every game. Hell, sometimes I don’t even make it home before I find somewhere to make myself cum.”

Shawna didn’t know what to say to Chloe’s revelation.

“Now I want you to make sure that someone sees your panties today.”

“What! No way! I’m not doing that.”

“You’ll do it, Princess. Make it look accidental, flip up your skirt, whatever, I don’t really care how you do it. When you do it, send me a text when you’ve done it. Got it?”

“Yes, Chloe. I’ve got it.” She started to leave the stall. “Wait. What about my pants?”

Chloe twirled them on her finger. “These?”

“Chloe, I need them for the game.” Her voice showed her desperation.

“Don’t worry Princess. Be here after school and I’ll give them back. I wouldn’t want Coach Nichole to be mad at you. Maybe she’d spank you for being a naughty girl.” Chloe laughed. “Holy shit, I’d love to see that.”

Shawna opened the stall door and looked around. Seeing that it was clear, she hurried out to her first class, leaving Chloe alone in the restroom.

****

Shawna sat in the seat in the front row for World History. Class after class, she’d thought of how to show her panties to someone. So far, she hadn’t had any ideas.

Mr. Garcia started the lesson as normal. She figured that now would be a good time to get her task out of the way. She could spread her legs quickly and be done with it. He wouldn’t say anything in class. It was perfect.

He was standing at the front of the class talking about something that happened who knows when. Shawna couldn’t concentrate on the lesson. She slouched down in the seat. Her skirt barely covered her panties, and if she spread her legs a little, they’d be visible to her teacher.

She watched him pace back and forth as he lectured. When he paused in front of her, she took her shot and spread her legs wide enough that he could see, if he just looked down.

She held her legs like that and watched him. He glanced down and stumbled over his words as he caught sight of her panty-covered pussy. He looked her in the eye and stared at her.

The attention made her wet. She knew that he had seen her and it turned her on. She hated that Chloe was blackmailing her and making her do this, but she couldn’t argue with how she felt when her teacher stared at her.

She pulled her legs together and sat up, hiding her charms from him.

She winked at him. He cleared his throat and continued his pacing, back to his lecture. The whole interaction was just a few seconds, but felt to Shawna like much longer. She kept her legs together for the rest of the class, not wanting to push her luck.

Her mission completed, she felt relieved that she could concentrate on not flashing anyone else. She just had to let Chloe know.

As soon as the bell rang, she hopped up to leave. She didn’t realize in her haste that the back of her skirt bounced up and the boy right behind her saw the cheeks of her butt, the thong running between them before the skirt fell back to cover her ass.

****

In the cafeteria, several of the cheerleaders were eating their lunch at their usual table.

“Hey Britt, got a second?” The cheer captain looked up at the girl standing at the table.

“Sure, Brenda. What’s up?”

“We should talk in private.” Brenda walked to a quiet corner of the cafeteria. “I’ll be right back, ladies.”

“What’s going on, Brenda?”

“I thought you should know; a friend of mine was in the bathroom yesterday.” Brenda looked around.

“Okaay.”

“She said that Shawna was in the middle of the bathroom with her pants down trying to take a selfie.”

Britt frowned. “What the hell?”

“Shawna said that she was doing a ‘cheer challenge’,” Brenda said, making air quotes.

“What the hell is a cheer challenge?”

“She thought it was weird, but when Shawna asked her to take a picture for her, Shawna got a text. It was someone saying they couldn’t wait to see her.”

Britt thought for a moment. “Thanks, Brenda. I appreciate that you told me about this.”

“No problem. I thought you should know.”

Brenda turned to leave. “Brenda, could you keep this quiet, and your friend too? I don’t want any rumors flying around about my squad.”

“Sure thing.” She zippered her lips and turned again to leave.

Britt sat back down. “What was that all about, Britt?” Tina asked.

“Oh, nothing. She had a question about a homework assignment.”

“Hmm, okay,” Tina said.

Britt sat thinking for the rest of lunch about the information. She’d be keeping an eye on Shawna.

****

Shawna waited after her last class in the same stall as the morning. For ten minutes she waited and paced as much as was possible in the small stall. She was getting anxious at the delay.

She was typing out yet another text to Chloe when there was a bang on the door, and she called out, “Princess, you in there? Let me in.”

Shawna unbolted the door and poked her head out. Seeing no one else in the bathroom, she pulled Chloe in.

“What took you so long?! I have to get ready for the game. Do you have my pants?” All this came tumbling out of her, without even a pause for breath.

“Relax, I have them right here.” She pulled them out of her bag and dangled them before the cheerleader. Before Shawna could grab them, Chloe yanked her arm back out of her reach.

“Tell me first about your task.” Chloe grinned.

“I already told you. I flashed Mr. Garcia in class. He saw my panties. I don’t know how I’ll be able to go back to his class now.” She’d had time to think about what she’d done. In retrospect, flashing a teacher her panties might not have been the smartest idea.

Chloe stepped close to Shawna, invading her personal space. She backed up but Chloe backed the cheerleader up against the wall. She was crammed in next to the toilet against the cold white tile.

“I want to hear details. Tell me what you did.” Chloe’s shorter body pressed the cheerleader against the wall. Shawna could have pushed her away at any time, as she was taller and stronger, but the thought never occurred to her.

“I was in World History with Mr. Garcia. I sat in the front row of the class like normal. When he was walking around in front, I spread my legs enough for him to see my panties.”

“And did he look?” Chloe asked.

“He did. He stared for a second at my barely covered pussy, then he snapped out of it and I closed my legs.”

“Why him? Why not a student instead?”

“I don’t know. I just took advantage of the situation. I needed to finish the task, and it was easy to do.”

“How did that make you feel, Princess?”

Thinking for a moment, she finally said, “It was exciting and scary at the same time.”

Chloe reached under the cheerleader’s skirt and held her hand on her mound. Her middle finger lightly stroked Shawna’s panties. Were you wet like you are now? Did it turn you on when he looked at you?”

Chloe’s finger was getting her worked up again as she ran it along her lips through the material of her panties.

She closed her eyes and thought back to that moment. “It was over so fast, and I was nervous.”

“You did well today.” Chloe’s hand pulled away from her, and Shawna groaned at the sudden lack of contact.

Chloe placed the cheer pants in Shawna’s hand. “You should go get ready. You wouldn’t want to get in trouble now, would you?” She grinned at Shawna and stepped back.

Shawna quickly pulled the pants up until they were snuggly fitted, covering her again. As Chloe opened the door, she said, “Have a good game.”

She was gone, and Shawna was left alone in the stall with her thoughts. She couldn’t believe that she was letting this girl control her. No one had ever treated her like this, but she also thought that no one had ever treated her like this.

****

The football team was doing their thing on the field. Chloe sat in the stands watching the game. While most people were watching the game, her eye was on her cheerleader.

She turned to her friend, Cindy. “Hey, let me ask you a question.”

Cindy said, “Shoot.”

“You know how cheerleaders are obsessed with their social status.”

“Yeah. Like they’d die if they weren’t at the top of the heap. Fucking narcissists.”

“Well, if you could embarrass one, how would you do it?”

“How embarrassed are we talking? What kind of fallout?”

“Nothing that would get them expelled or anything like that, nothing illegal.”

“You’re tying my hands here, that doesn’t leave much,” Cindy said. She stared at the cheer squad down on the field. They were doing their routine between quarters, bouncing, showing off their tight teen bodies. She turned to look at the people in the stands. “I’ve got it.”

“What? What would you do?”

“I’d make her go out on a date.” Cindy had a grin on her face.

“Okaay,” Chloe dragged out the sound, trying to figure out Cindy’s angle.

“She’d have to go out on a date with a nobody. Someone she’d never think of going out with. They are all about their social status and the queens don’t date nobodies.”

“Hmm, go on.”

“She’d have to take him, or her, whatever, to the Tasty Freeze for their date and spend their date there where all the popular kids hang out.”

Chloe whistled. “Nice. I like that. Not only would she have to date outside her scene, but she’d be hanging out where everyone would see and talk about her.”

“Yeah, it’d be great. Too bad you couldn’t get that to happen. I mean how would you ever get one to even ask a nobody out? Let alone go on a date at the Tasty Freeze.”

“It’s fun to think about, anyway. Okay, next question, who would you do this to? If you could.”

“I’d pick one of the juniors. Not one of the top dogs. If it worked, they’d be the talk of the school their whole senior year, maybe even be shunned by the cool kids. Any younger and they’d have time to fix their image.”

“I like your thinking.” Chloe pondered the idea. It appealed to her. Shawna would be embarrassed in front of her friends, and she might be knocked down a few pegs. Finding the right boy to do it might be a challenge. Plenty of boys would kill for the chance to go on a date with her, but she didn’t want to hurt the guy. Shawna was her target, not some boy. She’d have to think this over.

Down on the field, Shawna was doing her routine when she saw Chloe in the stands. She thought about the restroom, and how Chloe had dominated and touched her wet pussy through her underwear. Trying to dry herself before the game had been a disaster. She rubbed a towel over herself, but it had the opposite effect. The more she rubbed her pussy to dry her lips, the more excited she got. Finally, she’d given up and had to hope that she didn’t leak too much and show a spot.

She stumbled, messing up the routine. The girls glared at her as she scrambled to get back in rhythm. She concentrated on the moves but was just enough out of sync that she made the routine look like amateur hour.

The break between quarters ended and the squad hustled to the sidelines. Britt pulled Shawna roughly to the side. She hissed at Shawna, “You better get your head on straight. I don’t want you messing up our routines out there.”

“I caught my foot. It was an accident,” Shawn lied as she tried to get Britt off her back.

“It’s not just this, you’ve been off your game for a while now, and it stops now, or I’ll demote your ass. I know a couple of sophomores who’d love to take your place. Do you understand?”

“Yeah, I got it. Are we done?”

“We’re done, for now. I’m watching you.” Britt wondered what was going on with Shawna. A mystery person was messing with her squad and she didn’t like it.

Shawna sat on the bench, as far from Britt as she could get. She felt the eyes of the squad boring into her skull but stared out at the field trying to ignore them.

****

Chloe sat in her bedroom after the game. Names floated through her head of boys that she could convince to ask Shawna out.

Cassie and Chad had another mutual masturbation session, and she was worked up. Every step had her pussy squishing.

Now for the main show of the night. She opened her closet door and sat on the stool inside. Chloe’s closet shared a wall with her parent’s bedroom. She’d poked a hole in the wall so she could watch them. The hole was well hidden but it had an excellent view of the room. They hadn’t noticed it and she’d been able to watch them since.

Her parents were getting ready for bed. She loved watching them. They were energetic lovers, and still fucked like bunnies.

“Honey, what do you think?” Carol Brown held up the cheerleader outfit from the closet.

“Have you been a bad girl? Does the Principal need to discipline you?”

“Really bad,” she said with a grin.

“Get dressed little lady!”

She scooted to the ensuite and changed. The top hugged her moderately sized breasts. Chloe took after her, with her smaller breasts. She didn’t know where Cassidy got hers, they didn’t come from her mom’s side of the family. The pleated skirt just barely covered her ass and would fly up with the slightest movement. She twirled around, watching the skirt raise, showing off her shaved pussy, and still-tight ass. For a mother of 40, her body was in tip-top shape.

Before going out to be disciplined by the ‘Principal,’ she rubbed her bare pussy lips. Already excited, her juices were nearly dripping out of her.

Lance Brown sat on the bed waiting for the cheerleader to emerge. He loved this roleplay. He hadn’t been a jock in high school, but he had landed the hottest cheerleader in school. Carol had always been the kinkier of them, but he loved that about her. Their roleplay kept their sex life active, even after twenty-two years together.

Carol emerged from the ensuite, dressed as the cheerleader of his dreams.

“Carol, do you know why you are here today?”

“Yes sir. I showed my pussy to my teacher and teased him with it. His cock was so hard, I thought he was going to shoot off in his pants, right at the front of the class.”

“Carol, you can’t be showing your pussy in school. That teacher nearly had a nervous breakdown from your show. He was so worked up, I had to send him home. I’m going to have to punish you for this. You understand?”

She bit her lip and looked down. “Oh, yes sir. I’ve been bad, and I deserve it.”

“Get over here, missy. Bend over my knee.”

She laid on his lap, ass on his left side. He flipped up her skirt over her bare ass. “What am I going to do with you, you little hussy?”

“Please don’t spank me, Mr. Brown. I could barely sit for a week last time. My mommy had to rub lotion on my butt to make it feel better.” He groaned at that image, and his cock grew in his pants. She could feel it under her hip.

“I will not have little sluts in my school. You will be good, or I will spank you until you learn your lesson. Count them out, or I will have to start over.”

“Yes sir.” She sounded contrite but with a giggle.

He drew his hand up and brought it down on her left cheek. The sound reverberated through the room. Her ass cheek had the imprint of his hand, turning red as blood rushed to the impact.

“One, sir. May I please have another?”

The right cheek this time, again with the handprint.

“Two, sir. Is that all you have? I thought you were punishing me?” She taunted him.

“You want more, here you go.” He slapped her ass as hard as he could with his fingers spread to increase the pain.

“Ooof. Three, sir.”

He continued spanking her, and she called out each time. Between spanks, he ran his fingers along her wet and swollen pussy lips. Her juices were leaking on his leg, making a wet spot on his pants.

At twelve, she cried out. “Oh god, stop. That’s enough.” She had tears running down her face, with a big smile.

He lifted her and sat her on his lap, while his arms held her close to him. “Shh, it’s okay, I’ve got you, baby girl. You did great, twelve whacks.”

She kissed him and melted against him. He wiped the tears from her eyes.

After a few minutes of holding each other, she said, “Mr. Principal, is that all you have for punishment?”

“No, as a matter of fact, I have something else in mind for you. He stood and hefted her onto the bed, facedown. She laughed as she bounced.

“Spread your legs, you dirty little cheerleader,” he said, keeping up with the roleplay. He took his time as he removed his clothes, and set them aside. She kept wiggling her hips in anticipation, waiting impatiently for him. Her ass was bright red from the spanking he’d given her, with random finger marks extending out from the mass of red.

Finally, he crawled between her legs and lined his cock up with her dripping, wet pussy.

“Oh, fuck yes. Fill me with your fuck stick! Put that baby maker in my tight little pussy.” Her pussy was thoroughly soaked and took him easily. She gripped his cock as he slid in.

He fucked her from behind, pressing her into the bed as he thrust into her.

“Fuck me, Principal. Punish me. I’ve been a bad little girl.”

Chloe watched her parents through her hole in the wall. Her eye pressed to the wall so she wouldn’t miss a thing. She’d pushed her panties down, just enough to slide her fingers in and out as she watched her parents fuck.

Watching them always made her horny, and tonight was no exception. Her mother’s cheerleader outfit reminded her of Shawna, and how she wanted to watch her. So far, getting her to expose herself was fun, but she wanted more from her victim.

He was fucking her mom now, holding himself up as he pumped her pussy from behind. Mother moaned as he pounded her. She begged for more, to fill her up with his hot cum. They had abandoned their roleplay; they were fucking now.

Chloe fingered herself, watching her parents. She loved watching them. Honestly, even if their sex life was boring, she’d still watch them. Their antics just made it better.

He was getting close now. His coordination always faltered as he was about to cum, like he was having a stroke, his movements got shaky, and he went fully into her mom’s pussy, and shot his load into her. He yelled out, announcing his cum to the world.

Chloe loved it. Almost like they were performing for her. They were, but they didn’t know that. She couldn’t decide what she liked more, watching them, or that she was secretly spying on them. Either way, she was close and rubbed at her clit until she came. The pleasure washed over her.

She pulled away from the wall and left her parents to finish without her.

Walking gingerly to the shared bathroom, she washed up. Tomorrow, she had more planned for Shawna. A smile crept up on her face. It would be a good day, indeed.

****

Chloe was waiting for Shawna at her locker.

She greeted Shawna with a big smile. Immediately, Shawna became nervous. Looking around, she looked to see if anyone she knew was watching.

“What’s up, Chloe?”

“Good morning to you too, Princess. I have good news for you.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that? Moving away to leave me in peace?”

“Oh, you wish.” Chloe chuckled. “Nope, no tasks in school today.”

Shawna was surprised by this news. “Uhm, thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet. We’re going to your house after school.”

Shawna groaned. “Why? What are we doing at my house?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it all worked out. Pick me up out front after school.”

“No way! Everyone will see. Around back where no one is.” Shawna whined.

“No!” Chloe said, her voice raised. Shawna looked around. A few people were looking their way. Chloe continued, “You will pick me up out front. I don’t care who sees.”

“Fine. Out front.” Shawna said, defeated.

“See you then, Princess,” Chloe called out as she skipped away. Shawna stood there wondering how she got into this mess, and what she could do to get out of it. She felt trapped. She could tell Chloe to fuck off, but then she’d be the laughingstock of the school. People would point and laugh at the girl who played with herself in the shower dreaming of Coach Nichole.

She sighed. Off to class, then.

Chloe stood in front of the school waiting after school. The gaggles of her fellow students grouped according to their cliques and affiliations, talking, and hanging out. Next to her were a few of Shawna’s fellow cheerleaders and other popular kids.

Shawna pulled up to the curb and motioned for Chloe to get in. They pulled away, leaving the school. The cheer squad captain watched with sharp eyes. Something was going on, but she didn’t know what, yet. “Guys, I’m gonna bounce. I got something to take care of.” She waved as she walked to her car. “She’s up to something. I’m going to find out what it is,” she said to herself.

****

In front of Shawna’s house, she turned to Chloe. “What do you want here? Why are we at my house?”

“Princess, I’m opening your eyes to the world. I know what you are, and I’m going to make you embrace it.”

Shawna looked confused. “And what am I?”

“You are an exhibitionist. You like it when people see you sexually.”

Shawna sputtered, “No way. I’m not like that. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Tell me that you weren’t excited when that girl caught you with your pants down in the bathroom. Or when you flashed Mr. Garcia your pussy.”

“N-No. It’s not like that. You made me do that stuff.”

“And in the stall yesterday, you were really fucking wet. You didn’t like that?”

Shawna didn’t answer and looked out the windshield instead.

“You don’t have to answer, I already know the truth about you.”

“Whatever,” she said, dismissively. “Let’s get this over with.”

“Let’s go, show me around your casa,” Chloe said. Despite her bravado, Shawna was conflicted. Showing off had excited her, but she didn’t want Chloe to gloat about being right.

Shawna walked Chloe around the house, giving her the nickel tour. The kitchen had a view of the backyard where Shawna’s parents had put in an inground pool. It was covered for the season, but deck chairs and chaise lounges were arrayed to catch the sun. Chloe looked at the neighboring houses. A couple of them were two stories and looked down on the pool deck.

“That will work perfectly. Let’s go outside.”

Shawna looked around. She had a sinking feeling about this. “Chloe, what are we doing out here?”

Chloe turned to the cheerleader. “Today, you are going to put on a show. You’ll strip naked and play with yourself until you cum.” A wide grin split her face.

“No! No way. I’m not doing that. My neighbors might see me.”

Chloe leaned in close, her body rubbing up against Shawna’s. “That’s why I know you’ll do it. Someone you know may be watching, and it will make it ten times more exciting for you.” She pulled Shawna’s hand to her breast. “Feel your nipple, Shawna. It’s poking through your clothes.” Shawna’s hand grasped her breast, the hard nipple poking at her palm.

“And I’ll bet you are already wet. Your pussy is excited about showing off.” Chloe’s hand snaked down over Shawna’s clothes and pressed into her crotch, grabbing her by the pussy. Shawna squirmed but didn’t try to get away.

Chloe stepped away and sat on a lounge nearby. “Any time you are ready,” she said.

Shawna looked around at her neighbor’s houses. Susan Hoyt’s house directly behind hers, the Smiths, and Simpsons on either side. It was early enough that they should be at work, but who knew who decided to work from home, or had the day off?

She grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it up over her head. Her firm belly, toned from hours of cheerleading was bared. Her bra came into view, working to hold her breasts in place.

She looked over at Chloe. She leisurely rubbed her mound through her jeans as she watched.

Shawna thought that she had to do this, so why not try to enjoy it? Chloe was right that she was excited, and while she didn’t really want to be caught nude and masturbating outside, the idea of it turned her on.

She knew how to tease, hell most of being a cheerleader was teasing, so she put a sway in her hips as if dancing to club music. She undid her pants and turned so her ass was facing Chloe. The neighbors might be watching, but there was a guaranteed audience of one in front of her.

She peeled her pants down her thighs, the tight material clinging like a second skin. Bent over now, her pants down to her ankles, her lacy thong showed off her firm ass cheeks. She looked behind her. Chloe watched her raptly, eyes locked on Shawna’s ass.

She stepped out of her pants and sat. Chloe rubbed herself through her clothes, one hand against her pussy, the other squeezing her modest breasts. Shawna felt a surge of emotion as she watched her. She was arousing Chloe with her body. Sure, she knew she was sexy, and craved the attention of people but that was for popularity. This was sexual and she loved how openly Chloe showed her desire.

Chloe said needily, “Take them off, Princess. Please. I need to see your hot body. Tease me.” Shawna felt a surge of confidence. Her tormentor was begging to see more of her.

Shawna laid back on her chaise. Laid on her side facing Chloe, she caressed her breasts and pinched her nipples. They were stiff and sensitive. Not only from touching herself but from being watched. Each time she manipulated a nipple, it sent shocks directly to her clit.

She’d never felt this way before. Sure, she’d masturbated, who hadn’t, after all? She knew what arousal felt like. But this, this was more. Chloe was watching her, and playing with herself now. Her hand was inside her jeans, the button undone, fly spread wide.

“Chloe, you like watching me, don’t you? This is why you’re having me do this. Why you snuck into the locker room that day.”

She didn’t respond, but Shawna could tell that Chloe was getting as much out of this as she was. And that was liberating. Chloe needed her so she could watch and get her own pleasure.

Determined now to make sure that Chloe got off, she scooted to the chaise right next to her. Legs spread wide, she parted her pussy lips. The moisture seeping out coated her lips. Each touch caused her to moan. She stared at Chloe, watching her, as Chloe watched her.

As she rubbed at her clit and inserted a finger in her pussy, she watched Chloe’s fingers move under the cotton of her plain panties. A dark spot on the gusset showed Chloe’s arousal.

She did this. Shawna turned this girl on so much that she had leaked into her panties. Even though she was blackmailing her, Shawna felt like she had some control again. There was still the threat hanging over her head, but she wasn’t completely a victim.

Her fingers rubbed faster on her clit, squeezing, and pinching at it. She had two fingers inside her pussy now and pumped them in and out.

“Oh shit. Chloe, I’m coming!” Her orgasm washed over her, and she fell back on the chaise. She panted from the intensity of it.

After a minute or two, she looked over at Chloe. She still had her hand down her panties working on her pussy.

“Chloe, make yourself cum for me. Look at my tight body. See my tits?” Shawna lifted them in her hands. “My nipples are so hard right now.”

Chloe worked her hand faster and grunted as she approached her own orgasm.

“Look at my juicy pussy? See how wet I am? My clit is soo sensitive now. If I touch it, it makes me shiver.” She flicked her clit and shuddered from the stimulation. Chloe’s eyes roamed over her, watching as she pleasured herself.

“Cum for me Chloe. Let go and cum.”

Her eyes closed as she moved her fingers under her panties. A few moments later, she let out a long groan and laid back on the chaise. Her face was flushed and she had a look of contentment.

Shawna sat, legs spread, concentrating on Chloe when she opened her eyes. Her pussy lips were glistening with her juices, and her nipples jutted out from her tits as if pointing at Chloe.

“Well Princess, that was something else. I haven’t cum that hard in a while.” She looked around, and asked, “Do you think any of your neighbors were home to see your performance?” She had a sly smile.

The spell broke, and her confidence vanished. Shawna rushed to the chaise with all her clothes. She quickly threw her clothes on, not concerned with straightening them to look nice. Covering her exposed body was her only priority. She looked at the houses and thought she saw a set of blinds moving in one of Susan Hoyt’s windows. It had a prime view of where she had just masturbated, and she would have seen everything!

“Chloe!” She whispered urgently. “I think my neighbor saw us.”

“Where?” Chloe asked.

Shawna pointed, “There, on the second floor. I saw the blinds move.”

Chloe stood and stood next to her. “Hmm, well good for them. I hope they enjoyed the show as much as I did.” She had a devious smile. “Wave to your fan.”

Shawna blushed, she reluctantly waved and turned to the house. “Can we go in now?”

“Sure thing, Princess. We’re done for today. I’ll see you tomorrow at school.” Chloe walked past her and let herself out the front door. Chloe had gone before Shawna even processed that she was leaving.

Looking back at the window, she had an ominous feeling.

****

Britt stepped back from the spot in the fence she had watched Shawna and Chloe from.

“Hmm,” she muttered to herself.

She walked back to her car and drove off.

****

Shawna stood at her locker between classes. Chloe hadn’t shown up this morning to give her instructions.

“Hello Princess,” came Chloe’s voice next to her.

“Chloe,” Shawna said.

“So, yesterday was fun. We should do that more often.” Chloe grinned at her.

“Yeah, right. Let’s not.”

“Oh, come on, you know that you loved it. I bet you are thinking about it right now. Playing with your pretty little pussy. It was so amazing watching you get yourself off for me.”

“Be quiet! Someone will hear you.” Shawna looked around the crowded hall, but no one seemed to have noticed.

Chloe leaned close, “If I put my hand in your panties, would I find you swampy?”

Shawna didn’t answer. As much as she wanted to come up with a snappy response, Chloe was right. The thought of more people watching her scared her, but it was also turning her on.

With a knowing look, Chloe said, “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Anyway, that’s not why I’m here right now. I have a task for you.”

“What is it?” Shawna asked.

“I want you to go on a date.”

“A date? What do you mean?

“You do know what a date is, don’t you? Two people go out, eat a meal, spend time together.”

Shawna rolled her eyes. “I know what a fucking date is Chloe. Who? What do I have to do?”

“Just a simple date. He’s going to ask you out, and you’ll say yes. You’ll go out with him. Easy-peasy.”

“I don’t have to do anything weird? What’s the catch?

“Consider this a softball. You go on a date, and you don’t have to do anything else.”

Shawna wondered what Chloe had up her sleeve. It couldn’t be as simple as just going out on a date. She must have something in mind.

She asked resignedly, “Who is it?”

“Brian Matthews. He’s in your math class.”

Shawna thought for a moment. The boy that sat behind her. He’d never made an impression on her and she didn’t know anything about him.

“Fine. I’ll talk to him today. And you’re sure I don’t have to do anything? I just go out on a date with him?”

“Scouts honor.” Chloe held her right hand in the Scout salute.

“Right. Like you were ever a scout,” Shawna scoffed.

“I’ll have you know, I made it to Cadette before I quit,” Chloe replied.

“Hmmph.” Shawna glared at her for a second and turned to go to her next class.

****

Shawna sat down in math class. Mr. Garcia glanced at her before quickly looking away. He had avoided talking to her after she’d flashed her panties to him. Shawna kept expecting him to say something about the other day, but if he wasn’t going to, she wasn’t going to stir him up more. With the tight jeans she was wearing today, there was no chance of a repeat performance.

Behind her, Brian Matthews said, “Hey Shawna.”

She turned to face him. “Brian, right?” She smiled at him.

“Ye-yeah. That’s me. Chloe Brown said that if I asked you out on a date, you might be interested.”

“Did she now?” She looked him over. He looked uncomfortable and nervous. Before today he’d never even spoken to her. It was a shame that he seemed to not have confidence, he wasn’t bad-looking.

“Uhm, yeah, she did.”

Shawna looked at him, clearly waiting for him to complete the transaction.

“Would you go out with me? On a date?”

She pretended to think it over. Of course, she was going to say yes because of Chloe, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t make him squirm a bit.

“Okay. I’ll go out with you. How about tomorrow night?”

He nodded and said, “That sounds great.” He had a huge smile.

She grinned at his enthusiasm. Though she was being forced to do this, it didn’t mean she had to be miserable about it. It was just a date, after all. “Give me your phone.”

He handed it over and she put her contact info in. “Be at my house at 7 pm tomorrow.”

“I’ll be there with bells on.”

“Great, see you then.” The bell rang to start the class and she turned in her seat.

“Okay class, today we are looking at polynomials.”

****

“Shawna, can you go over to Susan Hoyt’s house? She called and asked if you were available to help her with something.”

Shawna looked at her mother. “Help? What does she need help with?”

“I don’t know dear, she asked if you could come over and help her with something when you got home.”

“Okay, Mom. I’ll go over now.”

On the walk over, Shawna thought about yesterday. She must have seen her. It’s the only thing it could be.

Shawna rang Susan’s doorbell.

“Well, hello there, Shawna.” Susan opened the door. The raven-haired woman stepped aside. “Please come in. We have so much to talk about.”

“Mom said you needed help with something?” Susan closed the door behind the girl, snapping the deadbolt in place.

“Please, come, sit.” Susan led her to the living room couch. She patted the cushion next to her. “Sit down. I want to have a chat.”

“O-okay,” Shawna said as she sat next to her neighbor, on the couch. It was small, with barely enough room for them to sit side-by-side, legs touching. Shawna’s jean-covered thigh touched Susan’s. Her above-the-knee skirt had ridden up when she sat. Her pale skin showed from her knee to mid-thigh.

“I don’t know if you know this, but I work from home, out of my office upstairs.”

Shawna gulped. She knew instantly where this was going. She knew she had seen something the other day in the window.

“I saw something very interesting the other day. Imagine my surprise when I was working and saw you strip out of your clothes and start playing with yourself.” Susan paused; her hand moved to Shawna’s thigh. She jerked at the touch. “It’s okay, Shawna,” Susan said comfortingly. “There’s no need to be nervous.” She squeezed Shawna’s thigh gently.

“It was a very enticing show. And when you went to your friend. I have to tell you; I wish I was in her place.”

“What!?” Shawna exclaimed.

“Oh yes, it was so erotic. You are a beautiful young woman and your body. Fuck, you have a tight body.” Susan’s eyes lingered on Shawna’s breasts before meeting her eyes.

“Mrs. Hoyt, we shouldn’t be talking about this. It’s not right.”

“Oh now, Shawna, you can call me Susan. I think we are a little past the formalities. I want to see more of your body, and how you pleasure yourself. Can you do that for me, or should I call your mom back and let her know what you’ve been doing around the pool after school?”

Shawna groaned in dismay. “No! Please don’t tell my mom. I’ll get in trouble.”

“Hmm, I don’t know. I really should let her know. It’s the neighborly thing to do.” Susan grinned at her young neighbor.

“No, don’t tell her. Please, how can I get you to not tell her? What can I do? She can’t know.”

Susan leaned closer and whispered to her. “I want to see more.”

“More?”

“Yes. I haven’t been with another woman since I married Steve, and now you’ve got me wanting it again.”

“I’m not a lesbian.” Shawna looked panicked at her neighbor.

“Neither am I. I want to watch you make yourself cum. Play with yourself so I can watch.”

“You want to watch me? While I play with myself? And you won’t tell my mom. Or anyone else?”

“I won’t tell anyone. How about you start now?”

Shawna looked around the empty house as if expecting someone to jump out.

“Okay,” Shawna said.

Her thigh still pressed against Susan’s, she unbuttoned her jeans and slipped them down as much as she could before they bunched up her thighs. Pressed together by her pants, she was unable to spread her legs.

Susan slipped off the couch kneeling on the floor. She said, “Let me help with that.” She pulled each of Shawna’s shoes off and peeled her cute little ankle socks off.

She pulled the jeans down Shawna’s legs, uncovering her toned and athletic legs. Shawna lifted her butt to help. Her fingers brushed against the smooth skin. Shawna shivered from the contact. She had protested not being a lesbian, but the feeling of Susan’s fingers touching her sent electric shocks along her skin.

“Touch yourself, Shawna. Please.” Susan pleaded.

Shawna saw how Susan was looking up at her from the floor with longing. She smiled at her neighbor, embracing the role now.

She ran her fingers along her pussy, pressing through the satiny material. Susan eagerly watched her fingers. Shawna suddenly stood up. She loomed over her neighbor, sitting at her feet. “Pull my panties down, Susan.”

“Yes Ma’am,” Susan said, smiling. She got up on her knees, so her face was level with Shawna’s panty-covered pussy. Her fingers hooked the waist and pulled the panties down her cheerleader neighbor’s legs. Shawna’s pussy was slowly exposed as she pulled them down. “It’s beautiful, Shawna,” Susan said. “It’s been so long since I’ve been with a woman. I put that aside when I married my husband, but I dream of it sometimes.”

Shawna didn’t know what to say. This was going beyond what Susan had asked for. Before she could respond, Susan leaned forward and stuck her tongue out. The tip contacted Shawna’s clit that was peeking out from behind its hood. Shawna squeaked. She pushed Susan’s head away and sat down.

Susan said, “Shawna, I’m sorry. I got overwhelmed.” She looked chagrined.

“I told you I’m not a lesbian. I’m out of here. This is too much. Tell my mom whatever you want, I’ll deal with it.”

“Shawna, no. Don’t go, please. I won’t tell your mother. I’m sorry I got excited, I had to have a taste. Stay, please.” Susan pleaded.

Shawna sat there thinking. After a few moments, she said, “I’ll stay. But you need to get back. In fact, go sit over there.” She pointed to a chair facing the couch. Susan hopped up from the floor and sat down in the chair, hands in her lap, looking contrite.

Shawna scooted to the edge of the cushion. Hands on her knees, she pulled her legs apart, revealing her pussy again as they spread. The motion pulled her lips apart slightly as well.

Susan watched as she started fingering herself. The wet sounds of her fingers slipping in and out of herself barely filled the silence. She was loving this. Since her marriage to Bob, she hadn’t done anything like this. She’d committed herself to him, physically. He took care of her sexual needs, but this desire to watch had never gone away, though she had buried it until she watched Shawna and Chloe.

Now her neighbor’s daughter was in her home, playing with herself, for her arousal.

Shawna was still playing with her pussy, but had pushed her sweater and bra up over her tits. Her nipples were fully aroused, and poking out, seemingly pointed to Susan. With one hand she was pinching and pulling on them. Shawna’s moan of pleasure was music to Susan’s ears.

She leaned back on the couch, legs spread with her fingers stroking in and out of her glistening pussy. Susan wanted to match her motions but hesitated for fear of spooking the young woman into stopping again. Just then, Shawna said, “Susan, do you want to join me?”

“Ar-are you sure? I really want to.”

“Do it, Susan. Show me what you want.”

Nodding, Susan sat forward and pulled her skirt up, exposing her thong underwear. Anxious to start, she pulled them to the side and started fingering her own pussy.

“Do it, Susan. Play with your pussy. Does it turn you on being on display as much as watching me play with my pussy?”

“Ohh, it feels so good.”

“Play with yourself, make yourself cum. Cum with me.” Shawna’s fingers sped up, concentrated on her clit, her fingers flew over the nubbin of pleasure. Susan meanwhile, was doing the same, trying to bring herself off at the same time.

She wasn’t quite there though when Shawna groaned and started shivering. Susan watched as the orgasm took her over, then her whole body relaxed, eyes closed. She kept working on her pussy, the sight of the young woman before her glowing from her orgasm pushing her closer to her own finish line.

Shawna opened her eyes and smiled, “Cum for me, Susan. Touch your clit and make yourself fun for me. Can you do that?”

Shawna couldn’t speak, but she nodded her agreement.

Her orgasm washed over her, sending waves of pleasure all through her body. She collapsed in the chair, basking in the afterglow of her cum.

Several minutes later, Susan collected herself and saw Shawna watching her. “Wow,” Shawna said.

“Yeah, that was intense.”

Shawna’s phone buzzed, and she grabbed it. “I should go. That’s my mom. She wants to know how long I’ll be.”

Susan watched the cheerleader fix her bra and sweater. Her panties snugged up against her pussy, caressing it. Then the pants came up. In moments, she almost looked like nothing had happened, though her hair was a little messy.

“About what just happened, how about we keep this between us, okay? No one else needs to know about it,” Susan said confidentially.

“Uhm, yeah, sure.”

“Good, now that’s settled.” Susan stood and adjusted the crotch of her thong.

“I guess I’ll see you later then,” Shawna said, as she turned to leave.

“Okay. Thanks for this, really.” Susan said.

“Yeah.” Shawna opened the door without a glance back.

Susan closed the door and rested her forehead on it. After a couple of deep breaths, she said to herself, “Susan, what are you doing?”

****

In math class, Brian said, “Hey Shawna, how’s it going?”

“I’m good, Brian. How about you?”

“I just wanted to make sure we were still on for tonight?” He asked, a question in his voice.

“Yes, all set. What time are you picking me up?”

“7 pm, just like you said.”

“Good, I’ll see you then,” she said.

“Okay.” The bell rang signaling the start of class.

****

“What time is your date picking you up, Shawna?”

“Seven, Mom.”

“What do you have planned?” Mom asked.

“He didn’t say, just a normal date. Probably just something to eat.”

She looked toward the front of the house. “Oh, I think he’s here. Someone just pulled up.”

“Bye Mom, see you later.” Shawna rushed out before Brian could come to the door.

In her driveway, she saw Brian getting out of a sedan. “Oh, hey Shawna, I was just coming to get you.”

“It’s cool, let’s go.” She opened the door herself and was in the seat before he could say anything.

“Okay then,” he said softly to himself.

The ride was quiet and awkward. Shawna looked at him and wondered why Chloe had chosen him. He seemed nice, though kind of quiet. Was there something wrong with him that Chloe thought would be embarrassing for her?

“Brian, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, go ahead.

Shawna braced herself. “What did Chloe say when she said to ask me out?”

“She said that you were interested in me and that you were looking to make a change from the normal people you go out with.”

“What about you? Did you want to go out with me?”

“Well, sure. You’re pretty and popular, and even though we’ve never really talked to each other, you seem nice. I mean, who wouldn’t want to go out with you?”

Shawna thought about this. He wasn’t gushing over her. It was kind of refreshing to be with someone who wasn’t looking for popularity points.

He pulled into the restaurant parking lot.

“Oh no.” She turned to Brian. “Can we go somewhere else, please? Anywhere else?”

“What’s up? Chloe said you like it here.” She sank down as if trying to disappear.

“Please, anywhere else but here. I can’t be seen here.”

“Can’t be seen here with me, you mean. Shit. I knew there had to be a catch. I guess Chloe was wrong about you.”

“No, no, it’s not like that,” she lied. It was totally like that. “We can go anywhere else, and I’ll explain.”

He thought for a minute. “I didn’t sign up for this.” He put the car in reverse and started to back out.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m taking you home. You obviously don’t want to be here with me. I thought you wanted this. I don’t need…whatever this is.” He waved his hand, expressing his annoyance. He muttered, “I can’t believe it. I knew it sounded strange.”

“No. Please, Brian. I’m sorry. It’s not you, it’s me. I can’t go in there. I just can’t. We can go anywhere else.”

“You can’t go in there with me, you mean. If I was a cool kid, you wouldn’t have hesitated.” He sighed in resignation. “Whatever, Shawna. I’ll take you home so you don’t have to be embarrassed by the likes of me.”

Shawna was panicked. She didn’t know how Chloe would react if she didn’t finish the date with him.

“How about this, we get it to go and go somewhere and

He looked at her for a long moment. “Fine. We won’t eat here. I know a place we can go. It’s quiet and none of your friends will see you there. I’ll just go in and get it to go.”

He parked and walked in. Shawna saw people she knew sitting around inside. She could only hope that they wouldn’t look out and see her sitting there. She slid down just in case.

She heard voices outside. Two of her fellow cheerleaders were standing right next to the car.

“Oh hey, it’s Shawna. What are you doing out here? Why aren’t you inside? Everyone is there.” Wendy’s questions came rapid fire at her.

She was caught and scrambled for an excuse. “Hey, I’m not supposed to be out. Could you guys not say anything?”

“Uhm, sure, Shawna. Who are you with? I don’t know this car. Is he in college? Where is he? Is he cute? What am I saying? Of course, he is.” Wendy looked around for Shawna’s date. “I don’t see anyone Terry, do you?”

“Nope, no one.”

“Wendy, please? Don’t say anything.”

She zipped her mouth shut and winked. “Come on, Terry, let’s eat, I’m starving.”

“Totally. Later, Shawna.”

****

“Brian, I had a good time tonight, even though it was a rough start. I want to pay you back.”

“Shawna, you don’t have to do anything. I don’t know what’s up with you and Chloe, but she clearly set both of us up.”

“Yeah, I don’t want to talk about her. Can I just do something for you?”

“Uhm, okay, Shawna.”

“Okay, great! Get out of the car. But turn the headlights on.”

“Um, okay.” Shawna beckoned him to the front of the car. The headlights shone in his eyes.

“Now, sit over there on the wall.” She pointed to a section off to the side, just out of the beam of the headlights. She fiddled with her phone for a moment, until music started playing.

She stood in the glare of the headlights. The intense light made her practically glow. Her hips swayed to the beat of the music.

“You’ve been a better date than I had any right to expect, and you treated me like an actual person even when I freaked out. For that, you deserve a reward.” She gave him a smoldering look. Her hands bunched up the skirt of her dress, pulling up more material each time. Each inch pulled up revealed more of her thighs. Tantalizingly, more and more of her legs came into view.

When her panties were visible to him, she let go and dropped her skirt back down. Turning to face the car, she pulled the back of the dress up, now showing the backs of her thighs. Again, her panties came into view, along with the cheeks of her glorious ass. The material of her thong sat nestled between her cheeks, leaving nothing to his imagination. He thought back to Math class when her cheer skirt had flown up right in front of his face. It looked even more amazing than that glimpse had. Now he could savor the sight.

With her skirt all the way up, her ass was completely exposed to him. Fingers hooked the sidebands and slid the panties down. Her knees locked straight; she bent as she pulled them down. He watched as they peeled down, showing first her butthole, and then the mound of her pussy. He could just see it from his angle and leaned to see it better.

The headlights obscured his vision, ironically, so he could almost make it out. He was excited that she decided to strip for him, and decided to take what he could get from the show.

She pulled the thong down and stepped out of them. Holding them, she sniffed and tossed them over her shoulder to Brian. He snagged them out of the air and took a sniff for himself. The smell of her arousal was evident. The pungent smell filled his nostrils.

She leaned down on the hood, her head to the side, her weight on her shoulders. Hands snaked under her, towards her pussy. He could just see her fingers peek out from between her wide-spread legs.

Brian was amazed that she was putting on this show for him. The sight of her, naked from the waist down, but still wearing her low heels, and leaning over the hood of the car was turning him on like crazy. He pressed on his erection through his pants. Unsure of how she’d react to him pulling his cock out, he left it alone and just watched.

Her moaning mixed with the music. He’d never hear this song again without thinking of the beautiful cheerleader who had graced him by playing with herself while he watched.

Her fingers were moving around, between her legs. He thought he saw them slip between her lips. Her hips moved to the beat, in a humping motion as she fingered herself. Brian hadn’t ever seen anything like it.

After a few minutes of digital manipulation, her moans and cries were louder than the music, clearly heard. Her fingers retracted from view, and she shook all over before she collapsed on the hood, her legs slid out and she looked like she would fall to the ground.

Brian rushed over and helped her stand. She turned to face him, his arm around her waist. She was glowing, with a grin on her face.

“Wow, Shawna. That was intense. I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

She kissed him quickly before pulling back. Slightly out of breath, she said, “I’m glad you enjoyed it. You are the only boy I’ve done that for.”

He raised an eyebrow at the comment but didn’t say anything. “Thank you for sharing that with me.”

“You’re welcome.” She grabbed her phone and stopped the music.

Sensing that they were done, he led her to the passenger side and opened the door for her.

“Thank you, sir.” She put her left leg in the car and sat. Before she could pull her right leg in, he placed his hand on her knee. “Do you think I could see you? Up close, I mean.”

She grinned at him. “You want to see my little pussy?” He nodded.

Leaning back, one leg still on the ground, she pulled her skirt up again, this time so he could get a good look at her. Her bare pussy was wet from her fingers, and her lips were swollen from her arousal.

“It’s pretty,” he said.

“Just pretty?” she asked, pouting.

“Beautiful, sexy,” he said. He stared intently as if committing her pussy to memory.

“Do you want to touch it?”

“Can I?”

She nodded quickly.

His finger traced along her swollen lips, slipping between them. This pulled a moan. He looked at her smiling face. “This is so cool.”

Impulsively, he leaned forward and licked her pussy. His tongue traveled along her lips and landed on her clit. Her hips lurched when he made contact and he pulled back in surprise.

“Keep doing that! Don’t stop.” Her hands pulled his head back between her legs. Taking the hint, he licked again at her clit. “Just like that, Brian. Easy. Not too rough.” Her fingers held his head, his curly hair between them. “Use your fingers too.”

He slipped a finger inside her slick entrance. His tongue on her clit and finger inside worked together to stimulate Shawna toward her second orgasm. She was bucking her hips, holding him to her. He kept going until she was shaking too much to maintain contact. Then it was just his face against her pussy. “Oh Brian, I’m cumming again.”

Her body shook as the orgasm washed over her. Able to pull away now that she’d let him go, he sat back on his heels.

“That was amazing!” he said. Her juices coated his face. He wore a huge grin on his face and a gleam in his eyes.

She smiled. “It really was. I wasn’t expecting you to do that.”

“I liked doing it. It doesn’t taste like I thought it would.”

“What were you expecting? Stinky tuna?” she asked.

“Well, kind of, yeah.”

She shook her head. “Most girls don’t taste anything like that. If they do, it’s because they are dirty. I mean, not everyone tastes really good, but it shouldn’t taste nasty.”

“Hmm, okay. Good to know.” He chuckled.

Shawna’s phone dinged.

She sent a few texts back and forth before putting her phone away.

“Everything okay?” Brian asked. Shawna’s mood dropped and it was written on her face.

“Uhmm, yeah. That was my mom reminding me not to stay out too late. I should probably go home now.”

“Uhm, okay. Don’t want to get you in trouble or anything.”

“I’m sorry, Brian.”

He smiled wanly. “It’s cool. Don’t worry about it.”

He got in while she fixed herself up. The drive back was quiet, each in their own heads as he drove her home.

“Brian, thank you for tonight. It means a lot to me.” She sat quietly for a moment.

Impulsively, she leaned over and kissed him. Their lips touched briefly.

****

Shawna stood next to her locker when Chloe walked up to her.

“So, how was the date?” she asked sweetly.

Shawna narrowed her eyes. “It was good. Brian is a nice guy. Perfect gentleman.”

“I talked to him last night. He said that you didn’t go to the Tasty Freeze. That was part of the condition of going out with him.”

“What else did he tell you?” Shawna asked.

“He didn’t tell me much, just that you had a good date,” Chloe said. “He got tight-lipped when I asked him for details. But no worry, I’ll find out.”

“Can’t you just leave him alone? We went on the date like you wanted, and he had a good time.”

“Hmm, does someone have a little crush?” Chloe laughed to herself.

“Just leave him alone, Chloe. You already have me to boss around.”

“True, true. Fine, Princess, I’ll give you this one.”

Ding, Ding. Shawna’s phone notified her of a new text.

Before Shawna could react, Chloe snatched her phone and looked at it.

“Hey, give that back!”

Chloe easily twisted away from Shawna and read the message. “Who is Neighbor Susan?” She asked. “Ooh, is that the neighbor that saw you the other day?”

“She saw both of us, but yes.”

Chloe read the text out loud to Shawna. “Shawna, I want to meet up again. Soon.”

“Oh my, did Princess make a new friend?”

“Give me my phone.”

Chloe held it out of Shawna’s reach. Like a basketball player, she twisted and turned to keep Shawna from her phone. Until it was snatched out of her hand.

“Here you go, Shawna.” Britt handed her phone over. “Scram, Chloe.”

She looked at both cheerleaders for a moment before she slinked off. She called out, “We’ll talk later, Shawna.”

“Why was that dork messing with you? She forget her place?”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it, Brit. Thanks, though.”

“So, I heard something interesting. What’s up with you and Brian Palmer?”

Shawna went beet red. Wendy had blabbed. She’d hoped that it wouldn’t have spread this fast.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Mmm, hmm. Then why did three different people ask me about it? Hmm?”

“Look, Shawna, I don’t care who you go out with. It’s no skin off my ass. But something is going on with you. You’ve been fucking up the routines, and you’ve been distracted. I’d like to handle this without getting Coach Nichole involved, but I will if I need to. Do I need to do that?”

Shawna gulped. Coach Nichole could be a hard ass if you were fucking up. She didn’t want to get involved with that. “Brit, I’ll do better, I swear. Don’t tell Coach.”

Britt regarded her for half a minute. Just as Shawna was getting nervous, she said, “Fine. This is between us for now. Shape up.” Britt turned on her heel and strode away.

Shawna let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding in and slumped against the bank of lockers.

Is this ever going to end? she wondered.

Ding, Ding. Text from Chloe:

{Lunch in the quad}

{Okay}

****

Chloe was waiting under the big oak tree in the quad. Leaned back with her eyes closed like she was napping.

“I’m here, Chloe.”

“Good, you made it.” She stood. “So, tell me about this ‘Neighbor Susan’,” Chloe said with finger quotes.

“She’s the neighbor behind me. When I saw the blinds moving, she was watching us. Two nights ago, she called me over and threatened to tell my mom about it unless I did what she wanted.”

“Damn, Shawna. If it weren’t for bad luck, you wouldn’t have any luck at all.” She chuckled at herself. “What did she want?”

“It’s not really like that though. She likes to watch, and she…she,” Shawna hesitated. Why she’d be shy in front of Chloe, who’d seen, and done more to her than Susan, she wasn’t sure.

“Go on,” Chloe said, encouragingly.

“She made me play with myself while she watched.”

“That’s it? She didn’t record you?”

“I don’t think so. I didn’t see anything.”

“Pity.”

“What?” Shawna asked.

“Nothing, never mind.”

Chloe clapped the cheerleader on her shoulder. “Princess, this is easy. We’ll just do a little switcheroo on her.” She thought for a moment. “I got it! Text her back and say you can meet at your house today, after school. Go up to your room and do what she wants you to do. I’ll hide in your closet, and when the time is right, I’ll jump out and we’ll have her by the balls, so to speak.” Shawna hated this. It was bad enough that Chloe was blackmailing her, now she wanted to do the same thing again. Susan didn’t deserve to be under Chloe’s thumb.

“I hate you, Chloe. Why are you doing this?

“Listen here, Shawna. If you don’t want your life to be ruined, you will do what I say.”

Shawna only growled in response.

“Pick me up after school and we’ll get ready for the trap.”

****

They went to Shawna’s room. Chloe looked around and poked her head in the closet.

“This is perfect. I’ll have a perfect view of the bed. I’ll be recording from inside the closet. You need to make sure that you get her to say that she is blackmailing you. When she does, I’ll come out and we’ll spring the trap on her.

“Why do you have to do this? She didn’t do anything to you.”

“WE are doing this because I said so. Unless you want your secret revealed, you’ll play along. Now, when will she be here?”

“In a few minutes.”

Chloe set herself up in the closet. She couldn’t believe that Shawna had delivered another way to blackmail herself as well as her neighbor.

She sat on a stool grabbed from the bedroom and got the door set just right. The bed and the desk were both in frame. She didn’t have to wait long until they came in.

Chloe was entranced when she saw Susan. If she played this right, she’d have another toy to play with. She wondered if the neighbor was married, and what she’d do to protect that.

“Shawna, I’m glad that you agreed to this,” she said and sat in the desk chair, turning to face the bed.

“It’s not like I had much of a choice,” Shawna said. She stood awkwardly in front of her neighbor, not sure what to do with her hands.

“You always have a choice; you chose this way.”

“What? Blackmail? That’s not a choice.”

“After last time, I’d hardly call it blackmail. You were pretty enthusiastic about what we did.” Shawna glanced at the closet.

When Chloe didn’t come out, she forced herself to continue. “So, what do you want?”

“Like last time. I want to watch you. When you left, I was so turned on. My husband didn’t know what got into me. The whole time he was pounding me into the bed, I was thinking of you. We’ve had sex every night since then.”

“Yo-you did? What were you thinking of?”

“How your fingers moved over your pussy. How you made yourself cum for me. Shawna, you don’t know how much I’ve wanted to see you do it again.”

“Wow,” was all Shawna could say to this revelation.

She started taking off her clothes before Susan stopped her. “Whoa, hold on. Strip for me. Don’t just take off your clothes. Make it sensual, get me excited. Use your cheerleader moves on me.”

“Oh, okay.” She smiled and grabbed her phone and put on slow, sensual music.

Shawna moved to the music. While she’d done cheer routines in front of hundreds of people, she felt awkward performing now for her neighbor. Soon she felt the music inspire her movements. Standing close to Susan, she tried to imagine how a stripper would do this. She thought, ‘This is like a lap dance, how hard could it be?’

Confidence bolstered somewhat, she thought of everything she knew about strippers.

She undid the buttons of her sweater, slowly revealing her bra and belly. She slid it down her arms until it slid completely off and puddled on the floor around her feet.

Susan watched, entranced at the high school cheerleader stripping just for her. Shawna leaned over holding the armrests so that her bra-covered breasts were in Susan’s face. Her eyes roamed over Shawna’s body, but they kept returning to her breasts. She felt her nipples crinkle as they reacted to the older woman’s gaze. Standing up, she turned away showing her jeans-clad ass to Susan.

Rocking her hips, she slid them down over her ass, down her thighs. Bent over. She lowered them down. Her panty-covered ass was close enough to touch, but Susan restrained herself after Shawn’s reactions last time.

“Shawna, you are beautiful. I could watch you all day long.” She leaned forward in the chair. “Take the rest off, please.”

Shawna undid her bra and shrugged it off her shoulders. Her breasts came into view and her nipples were revealed. She hooked the sides of her panties and slid them down quickly, her effort to be sensual forgotten.

“Mmmm, very nice Shawna. Now, play with your pretty little pussy for me. I want to see you cum again.”

“You like my hot little body, naked for you? Do I turn you on, Susan?”

“So much, Shawna. I’ve seen you around and you were always pretty, but your show by the pool was too much. I played with myself while I watched you. I couldn’t stop.”

“Mmm, I love it, Susan. I’m your hot little teenage neighbor, the cheerleader that you lust after.” She laid on the bed, legs spread with her feet up on the edge, showing her pussy off. Her neighbor leaned in for a better view.

Shawna spread her lips. They were slick with her arousal. Her clit stood out from under its hood as she gently drew her finger over it.

She played with herself, one hand working her clit, while with the other, she slipped two fingers inside her pussy.

“Ohh, Susan, do you see me playing with my pussy? Are you excited”

“Oh yes. I’m dripping wet,” Susan said.

“Play with yourself. Get yourself off too.”

“Okay.” Susan knelt on the floor. She reached under her skirt and pulled her panties to the side.

Her hand played with her pussy while Shawna kept going with her own.

Shawna felt Susan’s hand on her ankle.

“No touching, Susan!”

“I’m sorry. I got carried away,” Susan said, chagrined. She removed her hand and sat back.

“Keep touching yourself, but you don’t get to touch.”

“Sorry. It won’t happen again. Please go on,” she said.

Shawna kept playing with herself. She’d never really stopped, but now she went at it, faster and harder. She was ready to make herself cum. Having Susan as an audience was an amazing turn-on.

After just a few minutes, she felt her orgasm approach, moaning the whole time. “Susan, I’m going to cum. Cum with me, make yourself cum too!”

“Yes, yes,” Susan panted. She watched the cheerleader make herself cum with her fingers, inches away from her face. Her own fingers were rubbing her clit furiously, as she tried to time her orgasm to arrive at the same time as Shawna’s.

Shawna jerked on the bed, “Aghhh, I’m cumming. Cum with me!”

Susan hit her orgasm almost in sync with Shawna’s. She fell forward and grabbed Shawna’s thighs to avoid face-planting her pussy. She ended up leaning against one thigh, panting heavily against it.

Shawna felt her hot breath on her skin and sat up.

“Oh my god, Shawna. That was amazing.” Her face beamed up at the younger girl.

“Yeah, it was.” She looked at the clock on her desk. “You should probably head home. Mom will be home soon.”

“Oh, yeah. I don’t want to be caught by her. That would be really awkward.” She straightened up and stood to leave. “Thank you, Shawna,” and she left.

Chloe stepped out of the closet. “Wow. That was super hot.”

Shawna turned at the sound. She automatically covered her breasts and pussy with her hands. She turned to grab her clothes. “Jesus Chloe, why are you doing this? Why do you have to do this? She never did anything to you, and you want to do what? Blackmail her too?”

“It’s not about what she did, it’s what I can make her do. Anyway, I have to bounce. See you at school tomorrow.” Chloe was out the door before Shawna could react.

She sat on her bed, still naked, clothes in her lap. “What am I going to do?” she asked the empty room.

****

“Ready Break! Okay.” The cheer squad practiced their routines in the gym. A few moves in and Shawna was out of sync.

Phweeeeee, Phweeeeee. The squad stopped their practice at the whistle.

Britt yelled, “Shawna, what the hell? This is the third time you’ve screwed up this routine. Get it together.”

Next to her, Coach Nichole watched Shawna struggling. Over the past few days, she’d seen her performance and concentration slipping. “Britt, pull her out.”

“Shawna, sit it out. Cindy, take her place.”

She walked to the sideline. Some of the squad were giving her looks, wondering what was wrong with her.

“Shawna, come to my office after practice, please.”

“Okay, Coach,” Shawna said head held low.

****

“Sit down, Shawna.” Coach Nichole waved her to sit on the couch in her office. “What’s going on with you lately?”

“I’ll do better Coach; I’ve just been a little distracted.”

“You’ve been a lot distracted. Anyone can see it. I want to know why.”

“It’s just some stuff going on, you know. It won’t happen again.”

“Shawna, you know you can talk to me. I’m not here to bite your head off for making mistakes. That’s what Britt is for.” She chuckled.

“Seriously Coach, it’s nothing. I got it handled.”

“No, you don’t. Don’t try to blow smoke up my ass. Do you think you are the first person who has something going on? Level with me, Shawna. I can’t help you unless you talk to me.”

Shawna looked at her coach for a few moments. “Have you ever done something that you can’t get out of?”

“Tell me about it. What’s going on?”

Shawna took a deep breath. “Well, it started one day after practice. I was in the shower and someone saw me doing something, and now they are blackmailing me.”

“Go on,” Coach Nichole said.

Shawna told the tale to her coach. From Chloe catching and recording her in the shower. To blackmailing her and making her do embarrassing things in school. How she was sexually exploiting her in public.

Shawna hesitated to tell the coach how much it was turning her on, while at the same time feeling humiliated by it.

“Shawna, this is very serious. If what you say about Chloe is true, I need to report this to the school at least, and probably the police.”

“No! You can’t do that. Please don’t,” Shawna had tears in her eyes. “If people find out, I’ll be ruined.”

“What she’s doing to you isn’t right, and she needs to be dealt with. This will be a temporary blip for you, but she needs to be stopped.”

“Please, isn’t there any way so that it’s not public?”

“I’ll talk to the principal and see what we can do. Shawna, I know this feels like the end of the world for you, but what you did is embarrassing. What Chloe is doing is criminal. I’ll do everything I can to keep it quiet, but some people are going to know about it.”

“Can I think about it? I’m not sure about this. I just need some time to think.”

“Sure, think it over. But now that I know, I am going to have to do something eventually.”

“Okay, Coach. Can I let you know tomorrow?”

“Sure. Tomorrow before practice.”

“Thanks, Coach.” She leaned over and hugged Coach Nichole.

“It’ll be okay, I promise.” Nichole rubbed her back, soothing the young woman.

Pulling away, she said, “Shawna, can you tell me how you feel about what you are doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“You said that you are feeling some enjoyment while you are showing yourself. Does the thought of exposing yourself arouse you?”

“I don’t know.” She held her head down. Nichole raised her chin so she was looking at her.

“Can I tell you something? It’s kind of personal, and not something I tell many people.”

“Uhm, okay. What is it?”

“I think I know what you are feeling. I think that you may be an exhibitionist.”

“What do you mean?”

“Shawna, I’m going to tell you some things. Things that cannot leave this office. I’m trusting you to keep this between us.”

Shawna gulped. “I won’t say anything.”

“Okay then. I see parts of myself when I look at you. I think you may be an exhibitionist, and I can see the signs because I’m also one.”

“What? Really?”

“Really. No one in the school knows because it’s not something I tell people, especially not students.”

“But why tell me?”

“Because I think you need to hear it. To know that you aren’t alone and that your only experience with it shouldn’t be Chloe Brown blackmailing you.”

“So, you like, flash people?”

“No. And that’s not really a healthy way to act. It’s dangerous and can get you into trouble. When I was in college, I used to work in strip clubs.”

“Oh my god. Wow.”

“Yeah. I did that because it’s a fairly safe way to express my kink without doing it in public and risking public indecency. I could show off as much as I wanted in the club and when I walked out of the club, my public persona was all anyone else saw. The pay was pretty good too.”

“I don’t know what to say. I’d never think of you like that.”

“I’ve grown up since then, and I’ve learned how to manage my desires.”

“Wait a minute. You’re married though, right?”

“Yes, Michelle is my wife.”

“Does she know about this?”

“That’s how we met. She was a dancer as well.”

“What do you do now?”

“I’m a high school coach.”

Shawna looked at her for just a moment before she rolled her eyes.

“Sorry,” Nichole chuckled. “We tease each other at home. I don’t need to show off in public. Showing off for my wife is enough for me now. I mean, I might wear something revealing, but something that only she gets to see.”

“Do you like to watch her, too? Because a couple of times, while I was doing things, I was watching too. It was exciting.”

“Sometimes, yeah, she’ll show off for me. But I like being the one showing off for her. What works for us will probably be a little different than what you like. The key is to be able to try things out with someone you trust in a safe environment, and not while being blackmailed by someone like Chloe.”

“I guess so. But what will people think about me? You must think I’m a pervert. I mean…you know.”

Nichole leaned over and placed her hand on Shawna’s knee. “I understand. Really. Crushes happen. As long as you know that it can’t go anywhere, we’ll be fine. But, do me a favor, please? Stop masturbating in the shower here at school. Wait until you get home for that. Okay?”

Shawna laughed. “Okay, Coach, no more in the shower.”

“Thank you. Alright, let’s get out of here. Let me know me know tomorrow.”

Shawna felt like a weight was off her shoulders. She still had to deal with Chloe, but even just talking to Coach Nichole eased her mind somewhat.

****

Shawna closed her locker. Before she could walk away, Chloe sidled up to her.

“Morning Princess,” she said with a smile.

Shawna sighed. “What do you want, Chloe?”

“Hey now, is that any way to talk to me?”

“I’ll talk to you any way I want. I’m done with this.”

“What do you mean, ‘done with this’?”

“Just what I said. This is over. You don’t have any power over me anymore.”

“It’s over when I say it’s over.” Chloe fumed. “Or have you forgotten what I have on you?”

“No. I haven’t. But I’m done with you holding it over my head.”

“We’ll see about that.” Chloe reached for her phone. Before she could do anything, a hand landed on her shoulder. She looked up to see Principal McVickers. “Chloe, hand me your phone.”

“What did you do, Shawna?” Chloe asked.

“What I should have done when you started this.”

“She told me everything about your little blackmail scheme, Chloe. Let’s go, we have some things to go over. Your parents are on their way.”

“What?!” Chloe raised her voice. People were stopping to look at the commotion.

“Let’s go. Shawna, you can go to class. Come by my office after school and we’ll go over the rest of this.”

“Okay, Mr. McVickers.” Shawna turned and walked away from her blackmailer and the principal.

****

Shawna laid by the pool soaking in the summer sun. School was over, she had graduated. All the shit with Chloe was over and done with. She’d been expelled and Shawna hadn’t seen her since the principal took her away.

It was a hot day, not a cloud in the sky, and she was wearing a tiny little two-piece bikini that showed off her body.

She looked up at the window of her neighbor’s house, with the blinds slightly parted, and smiled. Susan was watching.

She tugged at the sting on her top and pulled it off her breasts.

Free from what little support it gave her breasts, she hefted them in her hands and flicked her nipples with her thumbs.

Looking up at the window, she beckoned for Susan to come down. It didn’t take long before she appeared in the yard wearing a bikini of her own.

“Hey, Susan. How’ve you been?”

Susan sat next to her younger neighbor. “I’ve been good. It’s been a while since we saw each other.”

“Yeah, not since that afternoon. Things got a little crazy.”

“That’s what your mom said. How are you handling it?”

“It’s ancient history. Dead and buried. Never have to worry about her again. I’m sorry you got dragged into it. I really didn’t want that.”

“Steve wasn’t too happy about it. He didn’t like that I was sneaking around on him. We worked it out though, and as long as we talk about what we want, he’s cool with that.”

“So, if you watched a teen cheerleader who happens to live behind you, he’s okay with that?”

“He loves it. It doesn’t hurt that it makes me so horny that I practically attack him when he gets home.”

“Mmmm.” Shawna had been rubbing lotion on her breasts. Susan’s eyes were locked on them.

“I’m feeling like I need to take care of things. Care to join me?”

“Hell yeah, I would.”

“Lay back and enjoy the show.”

Shawna pulled the top off over her head and untied her bottoms. She had almost no tan lines. Susan had been watching her for weeks now by her pool.

Shawna frequently went topless now to tease her neighbor.

She squirted a glob of sunscreen in her hand and rubbed them together. Susan watched as she rubbed the lotion into her skin. Her hands caressed every inch of her smooth skin, working the lotion in. Susan stared, mesmerized at the visage of this young woman rubbing herself.

Done with her front, she handed the bottle over. “Will you do my back?” Shawna asked with a grin as she laid down.

Susan gulped. “Su-sure.” Suddenly nervous, she sat next to her looking at her back. Her hands ran along Shawna’s smooth skin.

“Mmm, that’s nice Susan. Be sure to rub it all in, I don’t want to burn.” She worked the lotion in, from her shoulders, down the back. She skipped the tight, round ass, and started on her feet.

“Your hands are magical.”

“Thanks.”

Shawna’s legs parted and Susan watched as her lips glistened in the sun. She felt compelled to wet her own lips, her tongue snaked out to coat them.

Susan took a chance and reached for the prize. Her fingers slid along the pussy lips. Shawna moaned and said, “That’s enough, Susan.”

She pulled her hand back as if burned, afraid that she’d gone too far.

She rolled over onto her back. “I’m not like that, but I am like this.” She parted her pussy lips so Susan could see her.

“I want to watch you,” Susan said. “I’d love to taste you, but if I can’t do that, I’ll watch.”

“How about you join me? Take off your suit and do what I do.”

Susan watched as Shawna fingered herself. She was getting excited and quickly stood to take her bikini off. Her large breasts tumbled out of her top in her rush to take it off.

Shawna whistled her appreciation. “Take it all off. Show yourself to me.”

Susan nodded and pulled her bottoms down. Her full bush and shaved pussy lips came into view.

Shawna leaned back with her legs spread. Susan did the same, and they looked at each other. Her fingers slid up her pussy lips, spreading them out. Susan watched, entranced.

“You like how I play with my pussy, Susan? When my fingers play with my clit, and when I put them inside me.”

“Oh yes, so much.”

“Join me then. I want to watch while I make myself cum. And you do the same.”

“Okay.”

Shawna had both hands working on her sex. She pressed down on her clit while she fingered her wet pussy. Susan tentatively touched herself, teasing her clit. Her puffy pussy lips spread open so Shawna could see inside.

She was turned on as much by her neighbor watching her masturbate as she was by watching.

They fingered themselves and watched each other. Both climbed toward orgasm.

“I’ve loved watching you by the pool,” Susan said. “I always have to take a break from work to get myself off when you take off your suit.”

“Tell me what you do.”

“I kneel at the window and peek through the blinds. My hand goes under my pants if I’m wearing anything. That’s a benefit of working from home, I don’t have to wear anything most of the time.”

Shawna thought of Susan sitting at her computer fully nude while she worked.

“Go on,” Shawna said, eyes closed. Her fingers were deep inside her pussy.

“I watch you while I play with myself. You are so beautiful. I would watch you any time. I imagine seeing you out in public, I catch you without panties, and follow you to get glimpses of your pussy. Or at the pool here during a cookout. I want to see you flash me when there are people around.”

“Wow, you really are a voyeur. What about your husband?”

“I love him, and he fucks me the way I need, he pounds me hard, and I love it. But I also love to watch.”

“Wow, Susan. I don’t know what to say.”

“You don’t need to say anything. I know you are going to college, so I’ll enjoy what I can until then. And I have ways of getting what I need.”

“I’m getting close, how about you?” Shawna asked.

“So close.”

“Cum with me, Susan. Finger your hot pussy while I do mine.”

Susan grunted and locked her legs together. She shivered as she came, and it pushed Shawna over the edge to her own orgasm.

They laid there as they recovered from their orgasms.

Susan looked over at Shawna, and said, “Thank you for this. I’ve really enjoyed this.”

Shawna nodded in agreement. “It’s a shame that I’ll be going off to college soon.”

“You’ll be home to visit, I’m sure I can come up with a reason for you to come over.”

Shawna looked up at her house. “Susan, look where my room is.”

“Oh, I know. Do you think the pool is the only place I’ve watched you? You have a habit of leaving your curtains open.”

Shawna blushed. “Well, I guess we can do some peeping on each other then.”

Susan grinned. “I’m already looking forward to it.”

****

Shawna walked along the paved path of the quad.

“Shawna, hey wait up!” She turned to the voice calling to her.

“Brian? Is that you?”

He ran up to her and stopped to catch his breath. “Hi there. I heard you were going here.”

“I didn’t know you were going here too.”

“They have a good engineering program.”

“Cool.” She started walking. Brian walked beside her. “How have you been adjusting to college life?”

“Pretty good, still getting settled in. You know how it is. What about you? We haven’t talked since our date that night.”

She stopped and turned to him. “I’m sorry about that. I had some stuff going on, and it was kind of heavy.”

“Chloe, yeah.”

“Wait, how do you know about that? The school kept it under wraps.”

“It wasn’t that hard to figure out. She had me ask you out, some rumors were floating around, and then all of a sudden, she’s gone. I don’t think many people know the details.”

“Oh. Thank God.”

“I wanted to say something, but Nicky told me to give you some space.”

“Nicky?”

“Oh yeah, you don’t know. Coach Nichole is my cousin.”

“Omg, I had no idea.”

“Not many people know. I never told anyone at school.”

“Wow. She really helped me out.”

“She didn’t tell me anything, just that you were dealing with her. Look, I didn’t, and don’t know what was going on. But I’m glad it’s over with.”

“Me too. Maybe I’ll tell you later about it.”

“I’m here if you want to.”

“Thanks. I appreciate it.” She smiled at him.

He stopped and turned to her. “Shawna, would you like to go out sometime? Maybe we could actually eat in a restaurant this time,” he said with a grin.

She chuckled, and said, “That would be nice. Though, I enjoyed what we did.”

He blushed. Leaning close, he whispered, “I think about it. A lot.”

“What are you doing this weekend?” He asked.

“I’m working. I got a job off campus.” She muttered, “way off campus.”

“That’s cool, what are you doing?”

She looked around and lowered her voice. “I’m working at Babydolls, over in Carson County.”

“Babydolls. What is that?” Before she could answer, he lit up. “The strip club?”

She nodded. “You should come! I can get you a pass so you don’t have to pay the cover. I do owe you something after our date was cut short. You seemed to enjoy the last show I gave you.”

“That I did,” he said.

“Great. It’s a date.”