Date: Thu, 8 May 2008 09:38:42 +0000 From: addicted2boobies@hotmail.co.uk Subject: Means Of Reproduction - Cheerleader Camp - Prologue Hi there. I really like the Means Of Reproduction series, but we haven't had an update in it for a while. I've tried contacting both people who were involved in it, but I haven't had a reply from either of them. So, instead of plagarising and screwing up what they have already written, I have taken it upon myself to write my own, I suppose you could call it fan fiction. *** Means Of Reproduction - Cheerleader Camp - Prologue written by addicted2boobies@hotmail.co.uk Light. That was the first thing Sarah could make out when she opened her eyes. A warm, white light seemed to be flowing out of the curved walls in this strange room. There was a soft humming noise coming, she assumed, from whatever was blowing up the cold air beneath her. Sarah found she could move her head slightly, but that was all. The room she was in looked exactly the same from all angles. The only could thing she found out was that wherever she was, her clothes weren't with her. A sliding nosie came from behind her, so quiet she only just heard it over the gentle humming underneath. A woman walked past her with an unnatural grace, almost as though she was floating. The woman, whoever she was, was more than a little bit attractive. She had long brown hair which seemed to cascade down her naked back, sweeping gently back and forth along her round butt cheeks. When the woman reached Sarah's feet she turned around and looked at her with a large set of sparkling emerald green eyes. Her breasts were large and firm, possibly a D-cup thought Sarah which set off a little twinge of jealousy, and her dark nipples stood out on her creamy skin. It was as Sarah was admiring this woman, that another walked by her on the other side. Sarah couldn't even let out a quiet gasp as she saw the two woman looked identical. Another followed shortly after, and another after her. Eventually Sarah found herself surrounded by nine equally identical, equally naked women, all of whom gazed down at her own nude body. She tried to ask them who they were, what was going on, where she was, but although she could feel her lips moving, no sound came out. The first two women who came in, in Sarah's mind she named them Babes 1 and 2, each took one of Sarah's feet in their hands and began gently massaging it. They brought them up to their face's and slowly started running their wet tongues along it. They moved from the balls of her feet, up along the sole and to the tips of her toes, sucking on each one. Two more of the identical women, Babes 3 and 4?, started doing the same to her hands, licking their way across the palm and sucking hard on her fingers. Sarah felt a moan trying to creep it's way out of her mouth, but Babe 5 cut it of with her own, her wet lips closing over. A soft and long tongue pushed it way into Sarah's mouth, rubbing against her own and sliding in deep. Warm hands, whom Sarah assumed belonged to 6 and 7, cupping her hard A-cup breasts. They squeezed gently yet firmly, and Sarah could feel her tiny pink nipples hardening. Mouthes closed over them and she felt them sucking with enough intensity, the girl feared they might be sucked clear off. Sarah's hips suddenly bucked upwards as warm breath glided onto her ass cheeks. Hands, Babe 8 most likely, cupped her tight butt and spread them apart. Sarah felt the cold air rush onto her puckered hole, but this was quickly blocked off by the wet tongue probing against it. Her hips continued rising up and down, until a pair of hands, Babe 9, wrapped themselves around her thighs, holding her in place. A muffled grunt broke from her mouth when she felt a wet warmth dip bewteen her swollen lips and begin circling round her hardened clit. It sent a jolt through Sarah's body, and she felt her already hot flesh warm up even more. Almost on cue, the nine women increased the verocity of their onslaught, all them rubbing faster, sucking harder or pushing deeper. All of Sarah's muscles tensed up, her three holes clamping down on their alien invaders. She let out a moan that was more a scream in her captors mouth, as her eyes were flooded with that warm, white light. *** This is just a prologue, but that's just because I'm hoping the original authors will see it and tell me either, keep up the good work, or, we're going to sue you. Either way, I'll probably keep writing it, so any ideas or suggestions would be greatly appreciated, as will pictures of boobies. Also, as you can probably tell from the subtitle, this series is going to be set in a Cheerleader Camp. Now, being a guy living in the south of England, I don't know that much about what it's like, save what I've gleamed of the internet, so if anyone could give me some more solid info to go on, that'd be fantastic! Hope to hear from all you lovely people, a2b. P.S. Boobies rule!