Cheerleaders are Girl Magnets Chapter 2

Cheerleaders Are Girl Magnets -2-

A Girl on Varsity Cheer

Varsity Cheer was in the gym getting ready for the first football game of the year. It was the second Thursday of the new school year and the energy was palpable. Varsity Cheer had a run through of all their cheers prior to the big game.

Lindsay Applebaum was a junior on the Team. A dependable and sparkly girl, Lindsay was beginning to feel disoriented on the hyper-hetero Varsity Cheer. She wasn't dating a football player or an athlete, but was hanging with a guy name Ian. Lindsay going through a tough time deciding who she was, and where she belonged.

She'd had an experience with a girl recently that rocked her world. During a sleepover she was seduced by another junior from Jefferson. That girl was Brittany Hanson, a popular gay girl, out to practically everyone at school and best buds with Chloe Moore. The sleepover was a time to

She had been watching lesbian videos for the last 6 months on xvideos.com, and was really turned on by the actors and their bodies. So sexy, so beautiful.

She was a 5' 10" sexy girl herself, highly thought of by the guys and the girls of Jefferson High. Of course, she had experience with guys, but in the last few months of partying and parking, she'd had her fill of men. She was longing for a woman to love who would understand her and her feelings.

Brittany and Chloe agreed that she was ready to be turned. The sleepover was great, with girls from Cheer and athletes alike. She noticed quite a few couples were pairing off when it came time to bed down. Still high from three tokes of a blunt, she welcomed Brittany's offer to share her sleeping bag.

"Hey, I'd love to," said Lindsay. "Let's just open them up, and put yours on the bottom and mine on top."

"He he," thought Brittany. Top, bottom. Oh my, she is ready."

They staked out some territory near the windows, where two large chairs blocked the view from others.

Brittany said, "Hey, let's go the bathroom to freshen up before bed," and she led the way through the maze of girls to the first-floor bathroom.

The Moment

No sooner had she closed the door that Brittany was on her. Kissing and hugging her, Brittany's svelte body felt so good to Lindsay. She felt for Brittany's breasts, and kissed her like there was no tomorrow.

"Ahh, I've been watching you, and I figured it was now or never," Brittany said. "You've got a body to die for, you know."

After a squeeze of Brittany's perfect butt, Lindsay said, "Oh God, I never knew how right a girl could feel. You're my first, Brittany. Let's hurry in here and then go to bed together." Lindsay turned to brush her teeth, but Brittany couldn't wait, and lifted her onto the sink while pulling her pants down.

"Oh my," Lindsay chuckled, as Brittany went down on her.

Brittany was on her knees, and looked in Lindsay's eyes and saw a combination of approval and excitement. She kissed her inner thighs, first the left one, then the right one. Brittany then travelled north with her tongue, from the bottom of her sex to the top, circling the clit it and swallowing it. Lindsay put her head back and breathed out all her frustrations, while breathing in the singular essence of women.

Brittany breathed in Lindsay's arousal. And breathed it again, and a third time. She almost passed out, it was that strong.

"Oh god, that smell, so rich and so deep," she thought. She was getting high on Lindsay. Her large tongue travelled to her pussy and laved it and worshipped it. Lindsay was leaking and Brittany gobbled most of it up, out of her mind with lust.

Brittany stood, the sheen of lesbian sex evident on her face, and kissed Lindsay deeply again, massaging her breasts. Lindsay did the same to her.

"Girl, you've got the prettiest pussy. Prettiest smelling and pretty looking. It's so good. I just want to go down on you for hours. But let's get back to our sleeping bags."

They filed out of the bathroom and tiptoed to their sleeping bags, stripping before they jumped in.

"I know nothing, Brittany," whispered Lindsay. "Thanks for being patient with me."

"Pshaww," said Brittany, as she settled into the sleeping bag blankets. She took her clothes off, and encouraged Lindsay to do the same. "You're a natural, and before two weeks is out you'll know most of what me and the others know. Welcome to the Life, beautiful."

Brittany then told her to "get into a 69 position and we'll eat each other out." Lindsay did that, and then they did that. Brittany was right, she was a natural. The girs licked and squeezed and fingered until there was no one awake to hear them. Then they did some more. Lindsay loved it.

She gave the first orgasm of her young lesbian life. Brittany wanted to give her a confidence boost, and crawled up her body.

She gave her a heartfelt kiss, saying, "You made me cum. You know that, don't you? Am I your first girl?"

"Yes, you are. I felt you cum too," said Lindsay. "Your hips and legs were around my head and they were squeezing me. I knew something good was happening."

"I often don't cum during 69. It's sort of a warm-up thing. But you did that, and I'm so happy for you and for me."

"Let's just kiss and fall asleep, said Lindsay. "I want to remember this night, forever. You're the best teacher, Brittany."

Plans for Lindsay

Brittany felt that the next girl Lindsay should meet was Chloe. Now hot and heavy with Christine, Chloe had a way with women that combined lesbian big sister and fun playmate.

Brittany: Guess who I turned last night at the Cheer sleepover?

Chloe: Does her name begin with L and end in Y?

Brittany: Hey, no fair. Seriously, I did her in the bathroom and then we slept together, and did more stuff.

Chloe: How is she with her clothes off?

Brittany: OMG, she's beautiful. It's a little early but I'd say she's a femme and a switch. She picks things right up. But she smells and tastes...so fucking out of this world. Wow.

Chloe: Fantastic. I had a feeling about her. What's next?

Brittany: I think you're the next to love her. Why don't you call her? I'll text her, and tell her you'll call. Her number is 619-XXX-XXXX.

Chloe: Right. I'll text Christine, first. But then I'll call Lindsay and ask her if she wants to hang out with me tonight. K?

Brittany: Right on. It's a beautiful thing, turning straight girls...

Lindsay Gets Lots of Love

Chloe wasted no time, and dialed Lindsay straight away. Chloe couldn't believe how cheerful Lindsay was and how glad she was that Chloe had called.

"That was fast," said Lindsay. "I guess Brittany filled you in?"

"But I want to hear it from you. What are you thinking now? If you would like to hang out, or something?"

"Love too. I'm a lesbian, but a noob. I could use all the reinforcement I can get, if you know what I mean."

"What are you doing tonight," said Chloe. "Any plans?"

"I just cancelled them, I kid you not. I was supposed to go out with Ian Scott, but I told him that something came up. So, I'm free for whatever you want to do."

"What I want is you, my darling. Just so you know, I'm dating Christine, but she is going to L.A. to see her dad tomorrow. I'm free, and I'd say that you should just come over to my house. My mom is gay, and loves to meet my friends. My little sister is a special needs kid and everyone who drops by is, well, gay. We can hang with them a little and then go to my room and listen to music and talk and stuff. Sound good?"

"Perfect," said Lindsay. What time should I come over?"

"Maybe 7:30?"

"Oh, I can't wait. Brittany was so cool, but I guess you already know that."

"She's the best. I love that girl. See you tomorrow night, honey."

Chloe hung up and was so glad for Lindsay. She'd see if she was going to be as committed to the cause as Brittany thought. She felt good about Lindsay.

As for Lindsay herself, she was at ease. The last three months she had been pretty wound up about herself and her sexuality. The sleepover with Brittany had unlocked some doors for her, and Chloe was next. It was mainly gay girls at the sleepover and she loved it. She was given a new lease on life.

There was a football game she had to Cheer at, and she was all smiles. A couple of the other cheerleaders were curious, and they approached her and wondered what was going on.

"Looks like someone got laid last night," said one.

"OK Lindsay, true confessions time," said the other. "What's that smile from? Or dare we ask?"

"No, it's OK," Lindsay said. "An old friend is in town and we hooked up. It was beautiful."

"Anyone we would know?"

"You might know them, but they have changed a lot, and asked me not to spill the beans. Anyway, you're very observant; I'm in a great mood."

She really threaded that needle, so to speak. The rest of the night went off without a hitch, and Jefferson won the football game. There was a party to go to, but Lindsay had to get back home to "CM."

The girls forgot about it and went to go partying with the rest of Varsity Cheer.

She thought it would be fun to wear her uniform to Chloe's, but at the last minute switched to jeans, a tee, and some Nike trainers. Looking in the mirror, she decided to just go with some lip gloss and some powder for, "down there," and brushed her hair. She had shaved her entire mound earlier in the evening and taken a shower. She was feeling very confident, and so feminine. She hoped that Chloe felt the same.

Lindsay borrowed her mom's second car and made her way to Chloe's.

It was 7:35 when she knocked on Chloe's front door.

"Yes, may I help you?" said Chloe. She was draped along the side of the door with her left hand above her head, sort of with a "come hither" look.

"I'm looking for the hottest cheerleader at Jefferson. She lives somewhere around here. Might you know where I could find her? I've got a prize for her."

"You found her, my love," said Chloe. "Come on in. I can't wait to see my prize. You could have worn your Cheer uniform, you know." Lindsay looked so hot and seemed "fresh" to Chloe.

I debated it, and decided to go with a simple, fresh look.

They made their way into the kitchen where Chloe's mom was prepping snacks for them. Diet sodas, chips, cheeses.

"It's so good to meet you, Lindsay!" said Delia, giving Lindsay a kiss on the lips! "I'm going to run out for a while with Darcy here. She nodded to her special needs daughter who was all dolled up in her new yellow outfit.

"Hello Lindsay, welcome to our house," Darcy said, and everyone laughed. She was such a cutie.

"Does it look like I have everything?" said Delia.

"You have everything I could think of," said Chloe. "It looks great, and I'm getting hungry already. We'll probably be in my room or downstairs, when you get back."

Chloe and Lindsay took the trays of snacks and drinks to her room and shut the door. Just then they heard the garage door closing so they knew they'd have privacy for a couple hours.

They both took a soda and some of the finger food, and sat on Chloe's large bed.

"So, Brittany said last night was pretty special for you guys," said Chloe. "I've been dying for the details."

Lindsay went over the evening, leaving nothing out. She was so excited that Chloe was eating up all the details.

"That was your first time with a girl, right?" asked Chloe.

"Yes, and Brittany was a doll," said Lindsay. "When we got out of the bathroom and over to our sleeping bags, she suggested a 69. Of course, it was my first, but she said I made her cum. She was leaking all over the place that's for sure."

"That's Brittany for you," said Chloe. "She'll squirt too, and get your hair and face with it. She's so much fun. I love to fuck her."

The magic words, "fuck her," really seemed to flip a switch with Lindsay. It was as if it was now out in the open. The sex. Talking about it, doing it.

There was a pause, and the two super fit baes just looked at one another, eating the chips and drinking the sodas. An electricity passed between them, prompting smiles and the twinkling of their eyes.

"OK, I'm dying to kiss you, to taste you," said Chloe. She paused for a brief moment, and said, "I really hope you wanna fuck, because I'm dying to get naked with you?" Lindsay didn't bat an eyelash, but smiled wantonly at Chloe, who set her drink on the desk, and took Lindsay's too.

"Oh, god, I thought you'd never ask," said Lindsay. Chloe began to move toward Lindsay, and Lindsay's face was beautiful and so alive. She kissed her face, here and there. But when she went for Lindsay's mouth, she stayed there, their big tongues swapping spit.

Chloe removed Lindsey's tee, and then her jeans and shoes. Really slowly. Lindsay was on the bed, looking beautiful in her matching yellow bra and panty set. Chloe then took her clothes off, exposing her own pretty pastel blue Victoria's Secret underwear.

"See, we think alike, the matching lingerie," said Chloe.

"Really, where are the cameras when we need them. You're so hot."

"Thank you, darling. Wait, I'll take a shot, and send it to you." With that, Chloe grabbed her iPhone and fiddled with the settings and then squeezed it between two books.

"It will take a pick every five seconds. Here we go," said Chloe, and they put their lips together in a playful kiss and thought of all kinds of stuff. It was pretty much "Rated G", but Chloe did pull down Lindsay's bra and licked her nipple. Lindsay put up a half-hearted "stop," which of course meant "go." It was all in good taste, and helped make it a night to remember.

After more foreplay, Chloe reached under the bed for her special box. You know, the one with toys.

"I want to fuck you, and you can then do me, honey," said Chloe. "Which one of these five dildos—they're all clean—appeals to you. I would recommend one of these two. The others are for special purposes."

"Ahem, special purposes?" asked Lindsay.

"This one is for a younger girl, or for someone who is new to anal. The large ones are for when an experienced lover, or I, am feeling especially frisky. Or, when there is no girlfriend around and I have to take care of myself. I'm a horny girl. I think you are too."

"Yeah, that sounds right. When will I know for sure?" asked Lindsay.

"I'd say in about three weeks, if you keep going. You'll know generally what you like, and how often you need to do it. I've cum three times in a day, all at my hand."

"What kind of lover do you think I am, Chloe," said Lindsay, "I really value your opinion."

"Honey, I think you'll be a terrific lover. One of the best--one of the very best, honestly. Just the way you've dived into it, the fact that you made Brittany cum your first time. In a 69. That's really special. But I have to ask, you're not a virgin, right?"

"Nah, that went bye bye in the summer after ninth grade."

"I thought so. Good," said Chloe. "That's a whole `nuther thing. I can honestly see you taking a number of girls' virginity yourself."

"Really?" said Lindsay. "I've fantasized about it enough."

"Yeah," said Chloe. "Your so together, so mature, and so caring. Besides, you have the ego I think is necessary. Your beautiful, and you know it. That really helps in dealing with a girl's defloration. Oh, and I think we should come up with a name such as "hymen removal." The virginity thing is something we have the patriarchy to thank for."

"God, I've got so much to learn," said Lindsay.

"And they're getting started so young now. I've done an eleven-year-old. Of course, she came to me. I think my total count is up to nine. It's really something, watching their eyes as you penetrate to the bottom of the birth canal. They're so happy, so proud, so thankful. To this day they all thank me. I love it."

"Gees, my head is spinning," said Lindsay.

"Don't worry about it. There's all kinds of great girls to get with."

Lindsay took the red dildo and put it in her mouth, swishing to around, sucking it, while Chloe got on the special red panties. She put a dollop of lube on Lindsay's pussy, and then spread the lube all over the dildo. Lindsay was in missionary to begin with.

She beamed at Lindsay and then entered her, about an inch or two. Lindsay grunted,

"Oh, it's a magic wand. Please, put it all the way in now. I need you inside me Chloe. Please."

That was magic to Chloe's ears. The athletic girl reached back and plunged to the bottom. She let out a big "Aahhhh." There was no more strapon to push and she wondered if she was at her cervix. She pulled out the dildo half way, and got a good rhythm going.

"Oh fuck, it's a better than any guy. Uunnhhhh, it so good, so full."

"Yeah take it, you lesbian bitch. Take it and love it. You know it's better than anything a man can give you."

Soon they were going at it strong, the strokes better than that of any man's. Every minute or so Chloe would take a mini-break, letting her partner "breathe." Then it was back to it, with a little twisting along the way.

Before too long, Lindsay was rising meet her, "Sheeshpow" ringing in the bedroom as pussy's met.

Lindsay was in paradise and started to kiss Chloe hard every couple minutes. She'd never experienced anything like it. She had been so patient with the guys. No more. Never again. She was home, a true lesbian. God, she loved it.

Both girls were sweating heavily, but that didn't stop them. As experienced as Chloe was, she's never known a newbie to take to being a strapon bottom like Lindsay. Chloe couldn't remember if "power bottom" was a thing in Lesbian-speak, but if it was, they would have a picture of Lindsay Applebaum right there.

Lindsay began to tingle, and cried, "Oh my god, I'm cumming. I beg you, don't stop, whatever you do, don't stop Chloe." Her orgasm lasted two minutes.

"Aahhhh, Aahhhh," Lindsay cried. "Mmuuahhhh, aahhhh." She was shaking, shaking for joy. There were angels, and spirits looking down on her. She felt them; she saw them. The spirits of Sappho, of Virginia Wolff, of Patricia Highsmith. Lindsay loved writing, it defined her. Maybe the spirits were agreeing she should be a writer and were celebrating with the teen. Lindsay embraced them, and they definitely welcomed her to the sisterhood.

She had rolled away from Chloe, the strapon sounding "pop" as it exited her. She remained on her side, recovering from the most intense feeling of her 17-year old life.

"You were killing me Chloe, in a good way, said Lindsay."

"You are really something. You know that, don't you," said Chloe during the afterglow. "That was the best bottoming I've ever seen. Shit girlfriend."

Chloe thought for a moment, and then said, "I don't know if I should bottom for you. I probably won't match your intensity You're a natural."

"Let's get a drink of water and then decide what to do next," said Lindsay.

Lindsay Does Chloe

Lindsay had never been in a lesbian's bedroom before. She found it very interesting that Chloe had tiny pictures of woman by the head of her bed. She asked her about it.

"I guess it's two things. First, straight girls don't do this. Second, it's my peoples. Lot's of girls I've known and loved. I usually put my current girlfriend in a special place on my wall. This is 2024, and a 7" x 5" of my one girlfriend on my desk just isn't the way we roll."

"Hmmm, makes sense. There are a lot of beautiful women here," Lindsay said, looking at the collage. "Have you, ahh, slept with all of them. You don't have to answer that. I'm just a newb."

"It's OK. Yes, I have done all these spectacular gay girls. And more besides."

"Will I have my picture on your wall?

"As soon as you give it to me, Lindsay. You are very special; I feel lucky to be with you. I'm not just saying this. It's really true. You'll see."

They finished their sodas and were bouncing around dying to get back in bed.

Chloe gave her another pair of panties and her fave dildo. They laughed as Lindsay put it on. She took the lube from Chloe and put some on the strapon, spreading it around. Then she wiped her hands on a towel and slapped Chloe's ass, telling her to "giddy up."

Chloe screamed and laughed, "Yeah, I love a girl who takes charge," and she got in missionary in the middle of the bed. She was smiling at her girlfriend, Lindsay.

Lindsay got on the bed, and put some lube along Chloe's slit. Then she got between her legs and lined up the strap.

"This is my dream, just so you know," said Lindsay. "Doing a hot girl with a strapon. But please give me feedback as we go along. I want this to be one of your best experiences."

"You got it, bae," said Chloe. Chloe was thinking of Christine and what the look will be on her face when she said she had a new girlfriend. For she had fallen in love with Lindsay, and Christine had to be told, face to face.

Lindsay entered Chloe slowly but surely...to the panties (all the way). She stopped at the bottom, and then withdrew half way, and slowly reinserted the strapon. She did it a few more times, and then asked Chloe as she was penetrating her again,

"How am I doing, girlfriend.

"OMG, you're the best. Don't get a big head, but from where I'm lying, you're the best lay I've ever had."

Lindsay laughed, but didn't say anything. The fucking of Chloe was the most natural thing in the world to her. Like drinking water, or eating a banana. Lindsay stopped briefly to put a little more lube on the strap.

She resumed, steadily picking up the pace, pausing to kiss Chloe now and then. Chloe was unconscious with lust. "How could a girl who three days ago was straight be so comfortable with such a personal lesbian deed?" she thought to herself. "Maybe she was in another life..."

Not tiring in the least, Lindsay kept up the assault on her lover's pussy.

"You doin' OK?" said Lindsay.

"Aahhhh, I'm about to cum. I've got the tingle already, so just keep going, doing what you're doing."

"I don't care what other lesbians say, a good strapon session is the motherlode of all lesbian sex," said Chloe. "They say it's not for everybody...I just can't see that. Goddam it, Lindsay, that was fabulous."

"Was it really?" said Lindsay.

"I thought I'd have to give you a lot of direction, and perhaps be distracted by that. You're a natural. Plain and simple. Please don't let it go to your head. It's true."

"Shit, thank you."

"Will you be my bae, my girlfriend?" asked Chloe. "Please say yes."

"Yes, a thousand times yes," said Lindsay. "You've given me so much confidence. And I even love your name. Chloe, Chloe, Chloe."

"Christine and I just got started, and I'll talk with her."

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