Chapter 17: Saturday 3

JASON

Wow! My first cheerleader party. Actually, my first “grown-up” party ever. Why do I say ‘grown-up’? Because they had alcohol. It was disguised as punch but they had it out in a big bowl with plastic cups. There was fruit floating around in it but they weren’t fooling anybody.

I walked in with Skye holding my hand. Music was blaring. Girls were dancing with each other, half of them in their underwear. Lots of them were happy to see me but Skye wanted to be with me first tonight. However, Addison was in charge and she came down the steps right as I came in.

“Hi, Jay.” Addy said, her voice oozing sweetness. “Can I get you something to drink?”

“Nah, I’m fine.”

“Why don’t you have some fun. You and I are going to have a whole lot of fun later. Okay?”

“Uh, yeah, sure. And thanks for inviting me over.”

There were girls everywhere. I didn’t think the cheer squad was that big. Addison’s parties are legendary though. Who knew? Apparently, everyone except me.

I didn’t see many guys. I think all the guys were upstairs in rooms with other girls. I would come across more later. For now Skye pulled me over to a corner.

“Jay, I want to meet a friend of mine. This is Ayana. She’s from Central High.”

“Hey, Ayana.” That explains all the girls. They were from other schools, not just Lovell.

“He’s so tiny.” Ayana said. I rolled my eyes. “Aww, don’t be like that. You’re cute.” I felt a little better. At least she said it in a sweet voice.

“Wait’ll you see what he can do for you.” Skye told her.

“So, this is the one, huh?”

“Try it, Ayana. You’ll see.”

“I can’t wait, sugar.” Ayana said to me. “What do say? Would like to get some African pussy tonight?”

I nearly choked. I don’t think any girl was ever that forward with me.

“Yeah, sure. I’d love it.”

“Ooo, he’s starting off good already. Skye, girl, I’m gonna owe you one. Come on, hon, lets go somewhere private.”

I figured I’d be getting some at the party tonight, if you know what I mean. I didn’t think it would be this soon. We found a spot in the house near the back door that was semi-private. We’d still be in plain sight but there wasn’t much traffic in this corner and well, I’d been doing it in front of crowds all week.

“You’re the expert, honey. How would you like to do this?”

“I’m hardly an expert, Ayana.”

“That ain’t the story I heard.”

“Well, I don’t think you’ll run away but I’m only fifteen and I just started doing this stuff, so I’m still learning.”

“Honey, you look like you’re six.”

“Gee thanks. Look, you’ll need to at least take your pants off.”

“Would you like to see my titties?”

“I’d love to see them.”

In short order Ayana was stainding in front of me stark naked. She was tall and thin but her boobs were huge, with really wide dark areola. Gravity had taken its toll on them and they sagged a bit but were still pretty sexy hanging there above me. I looked around.

“Hang on a sec. I think I saw a chair somewhere.” I told her. I ran to the kitchen which was just around the corner and dragged it over to where Ayana was waiting patiently.

“Now, sit down.”

“Yes, massa.”

“Oh, don’t say that.”

“Okay. Am I your first black pussy?”

“No.”

“Oh. Too bad. I would have liked to be first.”

“Let’s put it this way. You’re only doing this because of my reputation, I’m sure. If you were first, well, you wouldn’t be first, would you?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, hon.”

“If nobody told you about me would you be here naked opening up your sweet black pussy to me?”

“Oh, I get it. I guess I wouldn’t.”

“Alright, just relax. Ready?”

“I’m waiting.”

She didn’t have to wait any longer. I started off with my fingers. Ayana was very wet. It was dripping out onto the floor. I couldn’t wait to munch on her pussy lips but wanted to hold off to make it last longer. But what the hell. I didn’t wait and was going to town on her sweet cunt making her squirm in no time. I did try to stay from her clit at first, every now and then nibbling on her it. All of this was producing a reaction. Never fails.

When I thought she’d had enough teasing I shoved three fingers into her and moved my full attention to her clit.

“Ooooo, little white boy has some skillz!” she’d say then she’d go back to moaning.

It was long after that that she came. I don’t know exactly what she did when it happened. I think she just straightened her legs up in the air. Whatever it was she lost her balance and guess what? Ee-yup. She fell off the chair. Another one fall down go boom.

I was ready and moved away so I wouldn’t get hurt, but poor Ayana fell on her hip.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Oh, hell yes. Dayum, little boy, you the expert.”

“Gee, thanks.” I said a bit sarcastically. I still hurts when someone calls me little.

“Oooooo, I can’t wait to tell the others.”

“If it’s all the same to you, you don’t have to brag about me.”

“I want to tell the world.” she proclaimed. Then, seeing my face, she realized I was telling the truth. “But you don’t want me to, do you?”

“Let’s just say I’m not looking to score. I’m just looking for friends.”

“I’ll be your friend.”

“I’d like that. Although, I don’t believe I’ll ever get down to Central, but if I do I’ll look you up. Is that okay?”

“It sure is, hon.”

“Can I ask you something, Ayana?”

“What is it?”

“Have you been in The Program yet?”

“Yes.”

“Do you ever run around naked like, just for the hell of it?”

“Sometimes. But only when I can’t bother putting clothes on. Why you aks?”

“I just don’t see nudity as big deal anymore. The Program did that to me. Know what I mean?”

“I know what you mean, sugar.”

“You’re very beautiful, Ayana.”

“Well aren’t you the flatterer.”

“I mean it.”

“You’re very sweet, hon. I won’t forget you.”

“I won’t forget you either. Are you going to stay that way or get dressed?”

“What would you like me to do?”

“I want you to stay like that.”

She shrugged and said okay.

“How about helping a sister up?”

I gave her my hand and pulled with all my might to help her get up off of the floor. She really was beautiful. A tall, beautiful, elegant, black lady. She was a senior so I doubted I’d ever see her again. But it was good to spend this little bit of quality time with her.

Is this how it’s going to be? I go down on a gal, show them a good time, then let ‘em go, never to see them again? Because, I can live with that.

Riley very happy to see me. Of course she was at the party. I remember hearing something about her and parties.

“You made it!” she exclaimed.

“Yeah. Having fun?”

“I am now. Hey gals, look who’s here.”

I figured they already knew, but a lot of the cheerleaders still came ‘round.

“Hey, Jay. You haven’t done me yet, and you promised.” one of the girls said. I recognized her a as cheerleader but couldn’t recall her name.

“I suppose I did promise. Now is as good a as any. How about it?”

“YAY!” she screamed. Then the other cheerleaders joined in.

“Gimme a ‘J’. ‘J’!”

“Gimme an ‘A’. ‘A’!”

“Gimme a ‘Y’. ‘Y’! What’ya got? JAY! YAY! JAY!”

They were cheerleaders after all. And now I was the center of their attention. I wasn’t too embarrassed. I had pretty much gotten over all that stuff this week and was really enjoying my time there at the party. So far, one down and I have no idea how many to go.

“So what was your name again?” I shouted to the girl. The music was still loud.

“Britt.”

“Do you want to go somewhere or just do it out here in front of everyone?”

“Oh my God. In front of everyone?”

“It would be like getting relief in school.”

“I haven’t been in The Program yet.”

“Consider it practice.”

“Okay.”

“Okay then, get naked!”

“Get naked! Get naked! Get naked!” all the other girls chanted in unison. That cheer would go over well at a football game.

Britt could have been mortified in this situation, being her first time naked in front of others. I know I would have if I hadn’t gone through The Program. But I’m guessing Britt was a cheerleader which I assume afforded one more than a modicum of confidence. That is to say, it looked like Britt was having fun stripping for the crowd.

Britt was a bit skinny and flat chested, but of course, not completely. They were still cute little boobs and very sexy. I wanted to chew on them and suck ‘em and play with them. And Britt was eager. I still had my clothes on but was starting to get jealous of these nude girls and would have tore off my clothes in a heartbeat. But I had work to do.

“So what now?” Britt asked.

“Wanna do it on the floor?”

“Ew no. The floor is so dirty.”

“You might like that.”

“What about the couch?”

“If that’s what you want. I’m only thinking of you, Britt.” And I was thinking of her. There was more chance of her getting hurt on the couch if she fell off. I’ll just have to make sure she doesn’t fall hard.

This was getting predictable, wasn’t it? Nevertheless, giving these girls an orgasm made me feel great, even though I was getting no relief myself. I really needed relief. My dick was tenting my jeans. I don’t think anyone saw it because at that moment all eyes were on Britt. She was the center of attention. She the center of my attention.

I allowed myself a little time to play with her little boobies. She didn’t seem self-conscious about it at all. That was pretty cool. She held the back of my head as I was sucking them. But I couldn’t play with them all night. I moved down.

I really got into teasing Britt’s tight little pussy and clit. I focused on her cunt lips at first, but every once in a while I’d lick her clit. I played her like a Stadavarius this way. Bet you didn’t know I played the violin. I don’t. But I like Paganini pulling Britt’s strings. She was moving around quite a bit and it was a little hard staying on.

I didn’t need to latch onto her clit. When she came she caught me by surprise. Britt slid down the front of the couch. At least she didn’t land hard. I kept going down with her until, sitting of floor Britt couldn’t take anymore.

“No! No more.”

I obliged.

“You okay?” I asked.

“I’m good. Real good. Thank you.” she said. Her body was shaking a little with aftershocks. That was so cool.

“Thank you, Britt.”

Parties sure are fun. I didn’t get a chance to rest. Others were waiting their turn.

“Me next!” someone shouted. I looked up to see Chrissy shoving her way over to take Britt’s place on the couch. She was already nude. That’s what I call an enthusiast.

I was living a fantasy here tonight but I had just finished with Britt. “Be patient, Chrissy.” I told her.

“Yeah. Don’t be rude.” someone else said. At least others were thinking of my wellbeing.

Eventually Chrissy got settled on the couch taking Britt’s place. Hmm, where to begin? Chrissy had more meat on her bones than Britt. She wasn’t fat. She was strong. I was kneeling between her legs at this point and settled back on my haunches and grabbed her right foot and began sucking her toes. She closed her eyes and arched her back.

This foot thing is pretty powerful. Seeing, feeling and sucking Chrissy’s toes would have been enough to get me hard even if she wasn’t nude. What I was doing now only served to ensure that I’d be hard for the rest of the night, barring any relief.

I had Chrissy squirming in no time so I started climbing up her legs. I stayed on the right leg all the way up to her crotch taking my sweet old time. When I was millimeters away from touching her pussy I stopped. Then I started all over on her left foot. She let out a very audible sigh. It felt like a hundred eyes were watching us. I’m sure it was no more than a dozen.

At this point the music was still playing -- it was that stupid computer generated stuff -- but the voices had quieted down. I would have liked to have seen exactly who was watching but I concentrated totally on Chrissy. Slowly up her left leg I crept. Closer and closer to the promised land I journeyed.

Her legs were so nice. Every time Chrissy would squirm the muscles in her legs would flex. Man, I tell you, it was super hot to be next to those thighs when she did that. I opened my mouth as wide as I could to take her kneecap into my mouth but it her knee was a little too big for that. Whatever. I think it still had an effect. My hands roamed all over her thigh probably a bit too long. But I allowed myself to indulge. Her legs were that sexy.

By the time I made it back up I could see how ready she was. Beads of of her nectar were caught up in her pubic hair. She was one of a few that didn’t shave her pubes. It was still sexy. When I finally dove in she came and came hard. I was drenched in the fluids that shot out of her pussy. She came and came, a bit longer than most. When she settled down my face must have looked like I just had a dunk in the pool.

Chrissy didn’t fall off the couch which was a good thing. Right there is proof that the rumors are wrong. Poor Chrissy was spent though. She wasn’t moving at all.

“Chrissy. Chrissy?”

I looked up and her eyes were closed. Her face was the very definition of bliss.

“Chriseeeee. Wake uuup.”

No movement. I started to worry. So did some of the others.

“CHRISSY!” someone shouted.

Just then, Chrissy came to with a jerk.

“Huh? Uh, whoa!” she said.

I asked if she was okay.

“Yeah, I’m great. What’s wrong?”

“We were worried.”

“I’m fine. I ... oh my God. I passed out!”

Chrissy fainted? Dayum. I was a little worried, but at the same time very pleased with myself.

“Somebody get the girl a drink.” Riley said. At least it sounded like Riley. Chrissy grabbed only an ice cube from the drink and rubbed it all over her face. Then she gave the rest of the drink to me. I tried to hand it off to someone else.

“No, you drink it.”

“It’s alcoholic, isn’t it?”

“Mmm, maybe.”

“I can’t drink it. I’ve never done this before.”

“There’s always a first time.”

“No. I might get drunk.”

“It’s only one glass. Just chug it.”

Then they were all cheering me on.

“Chug, chug, chug!”

I couldn’t let my fans down now, could I? Down the hatch it went. Gulp, gulp, gulp without stopping. I thought it would taste strong or something but it was just fruit juice and maybe some ginger ale or seven-up or something else that was fizzy. It was cold and sweet and went down easily. If there was booze in there I couldn’t taste it. At that point I had really needed something to drink. I was also hungry. I hadn’t eaten today except for a bowl of cereal this morning. The drink sated me greatly.

The conversation had picked up but just as suddenly it died down again. Something was happening. I turned around to see Addison standing there.

It was her house, of course, however it didn’t matter who’s house we were in. Addison was just plain commanding with her presence. When she spoke, people listened.

“Well, there he is. Are you enjoying yourself, Jay?”

“Hi Addison. Yeah.”

She smiled and stretched her hand out to me. “Come with me.” she said.

I took her hand and she led me upstair. I could hear “wooo wooo” downstairs as we left. Addison payed the commotion no attention. I knew what was going to happen and was giddy about it, yet furious about the situation I got myself into at the same time. I knew this was going to happen if I came tonight so I had nobody to blame but myself. Still, she led and I followed.

We ended up in what looked to be the master bedroom. Addy walked over to the bed and sat down. I stayed over by the door. I’m not sure why. I felt like I should stay there until given permission to enter. That’s the way it’s always been at our house.

“Come on over.” Addison ordered. There was my invite. “Are you ready?”

“No.”

“Why are you angry with me?”

“You know why.”

“Don’t be mad. You’re going to like this.”

“No doubt. But you’re manipulating me.”

“Yes. I’m surprised you admit it so freely.”

“That doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.”

“Most wouldn’t even know they were being manipulated.”

“I’m not as stupid as I look, Addison.”

“You don’t look stupid. Here.” she said handing me a towel.

“What’s this for?”

“Your face.”

“My face?”

“Do you know what it looks like?”

“Oh. It’s Chrissy’s fault.” I said as I wiped my face.

“She’s always been a gusher.”

“Haha.” we laughed. At least it cut the tension a bit.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Jay.”

“Whatever.”

“This won’t be the last time someone is going to do something like this to you. You’re getting older. It’s bound to happen again. You may as well learn now.”

“You’re right, Addison. That doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

“Why don’t you just relax. We’ll have fun. I won’t bite, unless you get real lucky.”