Senior Year Memories Ch. 02

"Don't you dare stop, don't you dare stop, come on, fuck me with those fingers, make me cum, make me cum, make me cuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUMMMMM, FUUUUUUUUUUCK!!" Brooke shrieked, convulsing around my hand as she came, gushing down her thighs. After she stopped bucking, she laughed to herself, softly.

"Oh crap, that was awesome. You, you were awesome, you made me cum so hard, I never knew a nerd could make me cum so good," she said, looking at me dreamily.

At this point, I was just glad that we'd made it here in one piece, so the best I could joke was, "You ever been with a nerd before?"

Brooke considered this long enough that she might've been thinking of a particularly tricky math problem. "No."

"Then how do you know we aren't all this good?" I said, pulling my hand from her clutching cunt.

Brooke grabbed my hand, still covered in her juices, up to her lips, licking and sucking each of my fingers clean energetically, practically purring as she lapped up her pussy cream from my fingers. Her tongue was talented and enthusiastic, and I couldn't wait to feel it elsewhere.

"I think I might need to start looking into some nerds! Come on, let's go up to my room so we can fuck!" she said, jumping from her seat energetically and running up to the house. I stuffed my cock quickly back into my pants and followed her, though keeping up was another matter entirely. If she hadn't grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me through her empty house, I was sure she'd have run off and I'd never have caught up.

Brooke practically flung me into her room and slammed the door shut behind us. To little surprise, her room looked like Barbie's Dream House exploded all over it, with pretty much everything, from the walls to the furniture, all in various shades of pink. Her vanity's mirror was surrounded by pictures of her and her friends and various ribbons from competition victories, while the walls were covered in posters of pop stars and bands and all sorts of cartoony animals she clearly hadn't grown out of. Her bed was large but made to look much smaller by the army of stuffed animals and pillows that cover more than half of it.

I wondered where we were supposed to fuck in all that mess, but when she threw herself into my arms and we began making out, I didn't really care anymore. Her lips tasted of strawberry lip gloss and her pussy juice, a really sweet combination I already loved. Her kisses were swift and energetic, her tongue darting in to meet mine as she pushed me toward the bed, forcing me to sit on it.

"Come on, get naked, fish that cock out and fuck me," she said urgently, pulling at my belt and zipper. I pulled my shirt off and kicked off my shoes and socks while she finally successfully pulled my pants and underwear off. If it was even possible, my cock felt even bigger than it did in the car, standing straight up, the large, purplish head throbbing as a small river of precum leaked from it.

"Fuck yeah, I am gonna have so much fun shoving that inside me," Brooke squealed, leaning over to kiss the head, then standing back up and pulling off her top in one swift move. It didn't surprise me that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath (and in fact, only had a small gold chain with a tiny key on it hanging around her neck), considering how small her breasts were, but the pink, firm nipples stood out proudly, just begging to be sucked on.

So I did. I leaned over and suckled on her left breast, then her right, nibbling slightly on her nipples while I slid my hands up and down her thighs, palming her ass.

"Yeah, that's nice, squeeze my ass, lick my cute little nipples, get nice and hard for me," she said, jacking my cock as I continued to pleasure her.

"So, I love you sucking my nips like that, but big question, you want me all naked, or should I keep the skirt and socks? How much of a cheerleader slut do you want little old Brooke to be?" she asked, batting her eyelashes at me.

I hadn't really ever been into the whole "sexy cheerleader" cliché before, mostly because I was used to them being stuck up bitches who made life miserable for people like me, but when one of them's jacking your cock and looking forward to fucking herself silly with it, it's hard to stay upset at a fantasy.

"I want you all cheerleader slut," I growled.

"Goodie!" Brooke exclaimed, kicking off her shoes and sliding off her panties under her skirt. Playfully, she flipped up the skirt's edge, showing off her pussy even better than I saw it in her car, her lips puffy and engorged, her bright pink clit standing out like a button. She dropped her skirt and pranced over to her desk, grabbing a pair of blue and white pom poms from her desk. Mashing them together, she started to dance. I wondered if I might've gone too far asking her to be "all" cheerleader slut, but she was committed by this point.

"Give me an F!" she yelled as if she were on the field.

"Uh, F?" I replied.

"I can't hear you!" she exclaimed, kicking her leg up high enough to show off her pussy.

"F!" I yelled back, hoping this cheerleader schtick was leading somewhere soon.

"Give me a U!"

"U!"

"Give me a C!"

"C!"

"Give me a K!"

"K!"

Deftly, she fell into a full sideways split on the floor, tossing the pompoms above her head. Though her cheerleader act felt like bullshit, I had asked for it, and the flexibility she displayed was turning me on even more.

"What're we gonna do?" she yelled, cupping her tits.

"Fuck!" I yelled back.

Brooke sprang to her feet and pushed me back onto the bed, straddling my hips as she rocked her tight, wet little pussy along the full length of my cock.

"Oh my goodness, it's so big, I wonder what it'll do to my tight little pussy?" she said, blinking at me encouragingly.

"Only one way to find out," I said, grabbing my cock and rubbing the head against her steaming slit.

"I guess so!" she exclaimed, forcing herself down onto it slowly.

"Oh god, oh my god, oh my god, oh fuck, fuckity fucking fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuck!" she moaned, shutting her eyes tight as inch after inch of my thick, ten inch cock invaded her unbelievably tight pussy. I was impressed when I fit in Kaitlyn, but I was pretty certain there was no way it'd all fit in Brooke.

Not that I wasn't enjoying trying. "FUUUUUUUUCK!"

"Oh I thought this was big, but it's so much bigger, it's tearing my cute little cunt apart apart, fuck, I love it, I love it, fuck, fuck, I love it, fuck, god you're so much bigger than any of the football players!" she exclaimed, sliding down so just over half my cock was inside her. Slowly, she started bouncing up and down, withdrawing a little at a time, taking more each time, fucking herself silly as her pigtails and the chain around her neck swayed back and forth.

Finally, somehow, she had the entirety of my ten thick inches buried up her cunt. Moaning and giggling, she raised her skirt slightly so I could see her lips spread obscenely around me.

"Wow," I said, impressed.

"So much better than Kaitlyn, right?" she asked.

"She could take all of me too," I said.

"Well, yeah, because she's a whore," Brooke said, crossing her arms beneath her tiny little tits and cocking her head, slowly rocking a couple inches of my cock in and out of her pussy.

"You know you also got all of me in you too, right?" I asked.

"Well, duh! I'm a whore too! I'm just tighter, and more flexible, and better, and peppier, is all!" she said, bouncing up and down more rapidly, taking more and more of my cock with each stroke, each stroke feeling like she was trying to pull every drop of cum out of my cock by force.

I sat up to join her, wrapping my arms around her as I grabbed onto her bountiful ass for support, helping her slam up and down even faster, taking nearly my entire length with each bounce.

"So, come on, fuck, say it, tell me I'm better than Kaitlyn, show her who's fucking boss!" Brooke exclaimed, bouncing more intensely.

The way the cum was boiling in my balls, I could've said anything she wanted me to, but rather than pick sides in what was clearly a cheerleader problem, I just took one of her nipples into my mouth and pounded up into her harder and harder, making her squeal with glee.

"Yes, yes, yes, so, like, awesome, totally, wow, yes, yes, yes!"

I let her nipple go. "So tight, fuck, god you're hot, fucking cheerleader, god, your pussy's so tight."

"You're not, oh god, you're not boyfriend material, but you can fuck me anytime you want, you just find me or call me and I'll drain those fucking balls of all your cum," she groaned.

"You're a fucking slut, aren't you? You look so cute and prim, but, fuck, god, you're just a dirty little slut!" I moaned.

She nibbled on my earlobe, whispering, "You have no idea."

Like that, her hips became a blur, slamming up and down on my cock so swift that I was lost in the wet slapping sound of our bodies, conjoined at the genitals, colliding.

"Fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!!" I yelled. In response, she only started fucking me harder.

"Yeah, come for me, fill me up, fill me with your hot fucking cum!" she yelled.

"OH GOD, FUUUUUUUUCK!" I yelled, firing shot after shot up into her tight cunt, falling back onto the bed, exhausted.

"Oh, come on, not yet, you're about to miss the best part!" Brooke whimpered, pulling off of my cock with a wet sucking sound, a torrent of cum pouring from her wildly distended pussy lips. She crawled up beside me on the bed, leaning up against the mound of stuffed animals and pillows, fingering her pussy lewdly as her fingers mixed with my cum. She forced them, and my cum, deep inside, twisting her fingers harder, faster as she used her free hand to pinch one of her nipples. It was undeniably one of the hottest things I'd ever seen, which might have explained why after a few minutes of this, I could feel a stirring in my cock again. Nothing at full strength, but it was getting ready for another round.

"YES, YES, YEAAAAAAAH!" she yelled, cumming violently on her own hand, leaning back into her pile off stuffed animals as she convulsed, giggling and whining with her high pitched voice as she got lost in her orgasm.

Finally coming to her senses, Brooke looked down at me and smiled, "So, like, that was totally, totally fun. Kaitlyn didn't lie about that."

"Well, good," I said. I watched as the river of mixed juices from her pussy started to fall down her thighs, staining the foot of one of her stuffed teddy bears.

I pointed it out to her. She laughed.

"Oh, I've masturbated with, like, every one of them so many times I've lost count. That's nothing new," Brooke said.

"Oh, well, good."

"Better than good," she said, crawling on all fours toward me and planting a gentle kiss on my lips. "That was, like, fucking fantastic!"

"Cool," I said, lacking better words. Another thought came, though, and it was hard not to ask, "Though, what's your problem with Kaitlyn? I thought you guys were supposed to be, like, bffs?"

Leaning down against me, her tiny breasts pressed against my chest as she planted soft, tiny kisses on my neck (that felt pretty fucking great, if I'm being honest), she said, "We are, but we've always competed. Makes things fun. I lost my virginity first, and she's always tried to outdo me since, and, like, well, it all snowballed out of there, we both always tried to win to see who's best. I can't, like, really, really know who's the best, of course, and every time we've screwed around with each other it came up as a tie, I think-"

I interrupted, "Wait, you and Kaitlyn?"

"Oh yeah, like, come on, besties gotta stick together, right? And all us cheerleaders are besties, we, like, totally know how to fuck each other best of all, though you might start rising up the ranks if you keep fucking me like that," she said. I was still trying to imagine the cheerleader orgies she was implying (and how fucking hot a thought that was, now that I'd at least temporarily gotten past my problem with cheerleaders) when I got to her backhanded compliment of the awesome fucking I'd just given her.

"I'm honored," I said, saracastic.

"I'm glad!" she said, completely missing my sarcasm and bouncing off the bed. "Come on, I've got plans for that cock, and I want it nice and hard. Wanna fuck my face?"

Honestly, how can you turn down an offer like that?

Brooke knelt by the side of the bed, and I swung my legs off so I was sitting on the edge. She licked her lips as she got a good close look at my now much harder cock.

"Oh, goodie!" she squealed, kissing the tip, then sucking on the head, rolling her tongue around it like a lollipop.

"You taste nice," Brooke said.

"I taste like you and cum," I said.

"Like I said, nice," she said, dropping down and taking my entire length in one great, long gulp.

"HOLY SHIT!" I exclaimed, not expecting such a tiny girl to be able to do that. Her throat squeezed me differently from her pussy, and if I wasn't mistaken, she was humming the tune to one of the inane pop songs she was blaring on her car radio. The song sucked, but her vibrations were driving my cock wild.

Brooke pulled off of my cock, gasping, ropes of drool and precum falling down onto her breasts.

"Like, when I said I wanted you to fuck my face, I really want you to fuck my face. Just grab my pigtails, abuse my fucking throat, take me to town," she said, smiling up at me cutely and kissing the tip of my cock daintily, my cock twitching excitedly.

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Totally," she said, bowing back down and taking my entire length in another long stroke. I grabbed her pigtails and started bucking into her throat, fucking it as hard as her pussy. She gagged and moaned around my cock, strings of saliva pouring from her mouth and covering her neck, necklace and tits. Her makeup ran in streaks down her face, making her look every bit the whore she claimed to be and making me only fuck her harder, my cock harder than I think it had ever been.

Finally, she pounded my thighs with her hands, coming up for air, gasping and coughing and smiling broadly. "Fuck, that never gets old!"

"I'm glad you approve," I said. She got up from the floor, kissing me daintily on the lips, before skipping over to the vanity. My cum had leaked almost all the way down her legs at this point, and I couldn't help smiling like an idiot at the sight. Primly, she opened a drawer in the vanity and pulled out a small wooden box she'd clearly decorated with bright pink fluff, unlocking it with the key hanging around her neck.

"What's in the box?" I asked, curious.

"Oh, this? This is where I keep my diary and lube," Brooke responded. She said this so casually, you'd think everyone had a secret lockbox where they kept their diary and lube.

"Why'd you open it now?" I asked.

"Because, silly, I want to write in my diary later about the great fucking we just had, and I'll need the lube if you're gonna be sticking that monster cock in my ass," Brooke said, rolling her eyes at me in the mirror as if I missed the most obvious thing in the world.

"Wait, what?!?!?" I said.

"I said-"

"I know what you said, but... you want me to fuck you in the ass?" I asked, my mind reeling at the thought. I'd seen it plenty in pornos, sure, but I never seriously thought real girls actually did anal.

Brooke giggled, flipping up the back of her skirt and squeezing her impressive, round asscheeks at me, her tight little anus winking at me. "Well, duh! Wait, you're saying... oh man, I'll be your first?"

I nodded. She squealed. "Alright! Yeah, I get to break in an anal virgin, that's, like, totally sweet!"

"Totally," I echoed, walking up to her almost in a trance, my cock leading the way as she beckoned me over to the vanity. True to her word, she pulled out a bottle of lube from the box and squeezed a generous amount of it into her hand, then rubbed it into my cock. It was cold, but slick, and though I hissed at first touch, I didn't mind the cold if it led to where she promised.

Then, turning around, she looked at both of us in the vanity mirror, and I could tell that this wasn't the first time she'd done this. I had to remember that she liked to watch herself get fucked.

"Now, be very gentle; I've never had anything that huge in my ass, but I know it'll fit, because I know I want all of that buried up my ass. Just go slow, very slow, a little bit at a time, but once I'm used to it, you can, like, totally go to town on that ass. Split me wide fucking open. Does that sound good? Violating my cute, innocent little ass with your monster cock?" she asked innocently, blinking up at me.

"I don't think I'd call that ass innocent," I said, reaching around and pulling her up into a long, deep kiss, before bending her back down over the vanity.

"Oh, I think I like this side of you! Take charge, a lot of girls like that, yeah, take fucking charge, destroy my cute little ass," she said, flexing her cheeks again.

Caught up in the moment though I was, I had a hard time imagining I'd fit in her without hurting either of us, but still, I was caught up in the moment, so I wanted to give it a damn good try.

I rubbed my cock between her ass cheeks, spreading the slick lube and enjoying the feel of my cockhead passing right over her tiny little hole. Brooke squeezed me with her ass playfully, and in return I pressed the head against her anus. She gasped, gritting her teeth and staring at me in the mirror as I applied pressure. The hole was tight, very tight, and I didn't think it would give.

But little by little, it did. I felt her asshole relax as my head slowly began to spread it. It was a blissful agony spreading a hole that tight apart, but I forced my way in, a little at a time, until the head popped in.

"Fuck..." I said, lowly.

"You think that's something, you should try getting the rest inside!" Brooke taunted.

"That a challenge?" I asked.

"One where there's no losers," she confirmed, nodding and smiling and moaning as I slowly forced another inch inside. This was a slow process, stroking in and out, maybe an extra inch or a half inch at a time, me getting used to her tightness, her getting used to my size, but both of us moaning and groaning from the pleasure of the intensity. Soon she was forcing herself backward against me, taking in extra inches, cooing and giggling as she took more and more.

"That's it, Ryan, a little more, a little more, fuck, get it all in, put all that cock in my slutty little cheerleader ass, split me wide open so you can fuck me like your whore, like that, right there, yeah, come on, get it in balls deep!" she commanded.

With only a few inches to go, I grabbed her by the hips and forced the last few inches in in one stroke. Brooke's eyes flew open as she screamed, "FFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!"

I was so lost in the pleasure that I hadn't realized I might've hurt her, and started to pull out, but she forced herself onto my cock even more, until I was balls deep in her. Smiling, she arched her back up to kiss me.

Whispering sweetly into my ear, she said, "Now give my little whore ass a real pounding, 'kay?"

She didn't have to tell me twice. I built up a slow, steady rhythm, taking long thrusts in and out of her ass, almost to the head and then back inside. Once we both felt comfortable with this, I started going at her faster, harder, pounding her into the vanity. Brooke was barely able to keep on her feet from the fucking with one hand balancing her on the vanity, the other going furiously at her clit, screaming like a banshee the entire time.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!!" she screamed, pounding back into me as her eyes rolled up into her head. I reached down, grabbing onto her tiny tits for purchase as I fucked into her harder, our bodies slapping against one another in a blur of wet slapping sounds.