Episode 100: NEW JERSEY

The Horton-Dexter Field parking area, lights were already on at dusk.

“Not many folks are here Rotten. Not even the other team. What the hell?”

Piper Cherry shut her SUV off and sat there waiting until the others had arrived so that she could pass her dog off to her nephew Mace. Sighing, she eventually found more people showing up to support their school. Students and parents alike. Seeing a few younger kids, she clenched her teeth. “What was I thinking of when I got the new uniforms for the cheerleaders? Carl was right I’m pushing the sluttiness too far out here at least. I can’t let the girls go out there in only a G-string and a loose t-shirt. Fuck me! It’s too late though, there’s some of my girls now. Luckily, they can use their pompoms to cover themselves. Except when they do cartwheels.” She squeezed her brow, “What have I done?” Nerves! This was just like her first day for the Atlanta Falcons. Patting Rotten on the head she grimaced, “I’ll be right outside so don’t steal my car.” She found it amusing for a dull second then exited her SUV leaving Rotten to whine alone to dart his gaze from person to person. He easily recalled the hot cheerleaders that had visited his home. Tina, yummy! Funny how Tina’s real name before shortening it was CATina. Cats! Even better! Not that he knew that of course.

“LADIES?” She called out to the four cheerleaders currently present which consisted of head cheerleader Robin Banks, Tina Wiles, Deanna Sweeney, and Lily Kramer. Pausing on their way to the field they retraced their steps to meet with Piper.

“Hey Fearless Leader.” Tina was first to speak.

“Uniforms look nice.” Piper sizes them up, primping at the feathered shoulder pads sewn into their shirts, “Should I regret buying them? Kids out here seeing so much skin...”

“Relax Piper. Kids are used to seeing out slutty routines. Parents love us.” Robin cut her off, “This is our choice. I love feeling sexy when I’m cheering.”

“I get that Robin, but I guess I’m growing a conscience because of hurting our school’s name. I’m used to the big leagues...” She huffs, “Atlanta Falcon cheerleaders were risqué.”

“We know. No need to hide who you were anymore Boss.” Deanna smiled, “Figured that out long ago.”

“Oh?” Piper sighed, “Thanks for giving me a heads up ... a chance too.”

“Like we’ve said, you’re the best thing to happen to Horton-Dexter.” Robin continued, “There isn’t a student here that wouldn’t defend you to the bitter end. It’s not just your crazy sexiness Piper, we just love your personality. Keep doing what you’re doing. We’ll keep doing what we’re doing.”

“Loving the oral support.” Piper smiles warmly, “Let’s just hope the parents out there don’t create problems.”

“Most will praise us, they always do.” Deanna added, “Of course, with Ruth Dunbar there we’ve always had to be sly. Now that you’re our hero we can go all out.”

“Badgers are here.” Lily points at their High School buses pulling into the field. “Trust us they’re just as bad as we are. Worse! Badgerls even.”

“Badgerls are bitches.” Tina sneers. “But the football team is hot.”

“I wonder if Brody will remember me?” Deanna peps up, “Brody Turnbull is soooo sexy. Chris Evans sexy even.”

“Captain Badger, huh?” Piper grins, “Whoa! Since when do we have a band?” For the very first time since working at Horton-Dexter Piper Cherry reacted with surprise. Hearing drums, percussion instruments galore she looked around for the source. “Is that the Badger’s band? Skip my saying that, I see feathers.”

“Nope! It’s ours.” Lily pointed out toward the track in the distance. Hidden away were over twenty students in a marching band wearing school colors and harboring feathered hats to mimic a Swallow.

“I thought budget cuts killed Band.”

“They did.” Robin added, “They practice out at Miss VanCamp’s house in the country.”

“Miss VanCamp?”

“She was our Music teacher before cuts were made.” Tina chimed in, “Marci chose to teach and practice from home. Parents of the band members help finance her. Unemployment they spot her under the table. I know because my sister is in the band.”

“Trisha is in the band? That is sooo awesome. I’ll have to get after Carlos for not telling me about this Marci VanCamp.”

“It’s really Marcella. That’s her standing by herself. You should go say hi. We’ll go practice and tease the Badger Boys.” Tina chuckled.

“I will once Mace gets here to watch Rotten.” Hearing her dog was here Tina jumped behind Robin for safety. She had a minor panic attack after nearly facing bestiality on Piper’s front doorstep. No one knew about that but Mace Belmont. Seeing as Piper hadn’t apologized to her over her dog’s actions Tina knew Mace was not mentioning it. Good boy! Mace, not Rotten!

On cue Mace Belmont pulled up in his truck and honked at the cheerleaders. So much for practice they raced to his door and fawned over him. Beside Mace rolling her eyes Dakota McKellen who had pulled her clothing on from basically riding naked, shirt down, skirt up scooted away and abandoned his truck. Once climbing down, she opened the suicide door for her sister and Perbert Herbert. “Hey! Put your panties on.” She whispered as Sable and Travis made out in the backseat. Breaking them up meant Travis removing his fingers from Sable’s wet pussy where he had been delicately rubbing her. Both sisters had subtle climaxes due to fingers on the way here. Mace had rimmed Dakota’s vulva without pushing inward so Dakota was all kinds of giddy even with him flirting with other girls. She knew what he was like, just like what Angus Furlong was all about. Player with heart. So was Dakota. She intended to someday have both boys. Deciding who first she opted for Angus but getting through movie night tomorrow might be a challenge. Both twins were so ready to lose their virginity.

Using his damp fingers Travis intentionally swooped to his right and dared to bring his fingers up to Dakota’s nose. Avoiding contact Dakota cursed at him and told him she was going to bag him when he got out. Sable plucked up her panties from the floorboard and giggled.

“Don’t hurt them I might need them here soon.” Hearing this Travis beamed.

“Birthday?”

“Maybe!” Sable beguiled him with her brand-new smile, “Don’t rush me.”

“Right! No rush.” As she climbed over his lap her hand landed right on his balls and he let out a strained, “Awww ... fuck that hurt.”

“See? I didn’t have to do the dirty work.” Dakota razzed Trav and walked away.

Sable pouted at her accident, “Sorry!”

“Anytime.” He whimpered in a girly tone.

On the opposite side of his truck, Mace opened his door and was swarmed by all four girls. Other cheerleaders seeing them upon their own arrivals clustered behind their sisterhood. They had all heard about Mace or seen his cock, so the enthusiasm was like fireworks going off overhead. His head hopefully at some point tonight. Sluts will be sluts.

“HEY!” Piper intervened, “I need my nephew.”

“She needs me.” He held his hand over his heart. “She wants me too.”

Stopping him before saying more than he should she opens her SUV door and lets Rotten out, the canine racing amongst the cheerleaders for affection. Tina again used Robin as a human shield. Mace finally leaving his truck seat to protect them from Rotten’s defiling snout sniffing up a storm had to pry the pups face from up under Naomi Koontz’s shirt. “Down boy!” Tina Wiles mumbling that’s it you horndoggy go for another kitty.

“UP BOY!” Tina devised a comeback from her panic and grabbed Mace’s inseam just to get her girls worked up. He smirked and just stood upright abandoning Rotten. He loved this newfound stardom.

“More than enough for everyone.” He heard the girls that hadn’t already had him but knew of his size creating a sense of swoon.

“If Rotten runs off I’m beating your ass.” Piper snapped just as Dakota saved the day grabbing Rotten’s collar and leading him back to Piper to be leashed. “Thanks Sweetie. I think I need to neuter Mace instead of Rotten.” Hooked up Dakota takes the leash.

Josie McKellen making her appearance met up with Piper while Dakota walked Rotten toward the bleachers. “Everything okay here?”

“Would be if not for Mace. He has my squad wrapped around his ... big finger.”

“Don’t go putting that image in my head. I’m trying to behave for your sake.” Josie giggled. “Are you ready for this game?”

Piper looked around hissing through clenched pearly whites, “Did I make a huge mistake Pussycat?”

“Meaning what?”

“My outfit designs. There is no way some parent is not going to raise hell over so much skin showing.” She lifts her t-shirt only slightly before showing off her G-string, scratching a bit at its newness.

“I thought we agreed to no more panties ever.”

“These don’t count. They’re part of the uniform. Yours is in the bag behind my seat.”

“Ummm? Mind if I bow out on the uniform? I don’t want to piss off Roman. He sees this dress he’s going to blow his whistle and try to bench me as it is.”

“Which would you rather piss off?” Piper nodded behind Josie, “Roman, me, or him?”

“Him?” Josie tilts her gaze to see her boy toy basketball star Reese Teller walking her way.

“Oh God! You know how to push my buttons. Let me change. No G-string though!”

Racing around to the other side of Piper’s SUV Josie finds the box of shirts and G-strings. Skipping the G-string she just unfolds her shirt. Reese and two of his friends Rudy Perk and Jason Grainger her promised hookup met her at the backseat door. Without worry she took her dress off in front of them and stood nude long enough to let Reese feel her up.

“You should just streak.” Reese kissed her neck then attempted to take her shirt away.

“Oh no! I can’t go that far. Not that I don’t want to, especially for you Handsome. I have to keep things somewhat restrained for Roman, not to mention avoid scandal. There are too many parents and children to risk doing...” He handed his friend her shirt preventing her wearing it. “Reese, please?”

“In.” He pointed with authority toward Piper’s backseat then removed the box for room handing them to Rudy. He took them to the hatchback and stashed them there. Whimpering Josie just crawled in, followed by Reese. Telling him no was becoming harder and harder to do. Door shut behind him he dropped his sweats and fucked Josie missionary for five minutes of lovesick loyalty, on her part, it was pretty steamy. Piper dealing with her squad had no clue that her shocks were being tested, nor that her backseat would need detailed.

“Go greet the competition ladies. Get in some opening cheers to keep the fans entertained ... just ... no cartwheels or somersaults until after dark.” The counsellor turned Pep Squad Coach grimaced at the fading sun, “I’m talking pitch black.”

“I’m good at pitching black.” Arriving Octavia chuckled turning her back to Piper and hiking her shirt to twerk her beautifully sculpted butt cheeks. Defiance was in her DNA.

“GO, BITCHES!” Piper grew slightly agitated at her over the top sluts. Finally, Mace offered assistance.

“Plenty of time after the game. You heard your big breasted Boss. Move it!” Rapidly clapped hands met giggles and the squad took to sprinting out toward the bleachers, pompoms over their heads to let their braless tits bounce about in full force. “See how sleazy that was?” He joked.

“Go rescue Dakota from Rotten. You know he’s going to chase something, and she’ll get drug along like something out of a Loony Tunes cartoon.”

“On her.”

“ON IT! NOT HER! Dammit Mace!” Piper’s nerves were on edge. Seeing Coach Ruth Dunbar approaching did not help. “Hey Ruthless.”

“Ruthless?” The elderly Coach in grey braided pigtails shocked Piper.

“Better than Toothless, right?”

“I don’t wear dentures yet. What the hell are you wearing?”

“The new uniforms I mentioned. Too much?” She whirled in a 360 her ass cheeks barely slipping out in the rotation. “Skirts are so old school.”

“I’m old school. What the heck, it’s your reprimand not mine. I’m just the gym Coach now. You do your thing Blondie. I’m going to find a seat on the bleachers my calices are killing me.”

“I’ll make you proud.” Piper called after the grumpy old bird. A simple hand gesture, technically a bird also over her shoulder spoke out to Piper that she didn’t care anymore. It made Piper pout. “I will.”

Hearing a gasp from the other side of Mace’s truck Piper grew curious, wondering if one of her girls was defying her and that Mace had circled back while she was distracted by Ruth. Scowling she stepped around the bed of the truck prepared to blow a gasket. In rounding the tailgate, she found something unexpected. Travis and Sable were making out hot and heavy, his hand up her shirt so high that her panties could be seen long past her upper thighs, her waist could even be seen. Clearing her throat three times before their steamy encounter realized she was there Travis pulled back and grinned, hands behind his back now.

“Hey Piper.”

“Hey yourself! Sable needs to join the squad now. You keep your hands ... just keep your hands.” Sable smirked and turned to walk away, “Hold up Miss McKellen.” She stepped up to the girl followed by a push to send Travis on toward the field. He began walking away sulking. Attention back on Sable, Piper lifted the girl’s uniform shirt to examine her panties. “Decide against the G-string?”

“It was itchy, so I chose my own, last second. Do I have to...”

“No. Wear your own and be comfy. I just wanted to tell you to go out there and have fun even if you have difficulty keeping up with the other girls. I’m proud of you for dialing back the nerves. I know you’re going to get the routines down in time. There’s a few more games this season to perfect yourself. Pyramid?”

“I’ve only tried it once. Are you sure I should? I might humiliate all of us. Wait! Yes, I’ll give it a shot. I want to beat my shyness. I’m just going to have fun. It’s my senior year so it’s not like I can do this another season.”

“That’s what I had hoped to hear. I have faith in you Baby Bird. Make it fun. And, hey next year if I’m around you can pop in to offer advice to the next bunch. I mean I think I’m losing all of those girls.”

“True! I never realized we didn’t have any underclass girls this year.”

“New breed next year. Might be for the better. Go on Baby.” A swat to her ass made Sable crack up laughing and run for the field. Watching her wiggle away Piper sighed. Car doors closing all around her she realized just how much support the families of students were. It was nice that they took the time to be involved.

“We made it.” A meek voice lured Piper’s gaze behind her. Turning she found Mimi Alexander and her bestie LeAnne Logarth both wearing extremely tight hot pants style cotton shorts and showing off their legs.

“Look at those freshly shaved critters.” Piper giggled, “First time I’ve seen you in shorts Squeaky.”

“I’m trying to change you know that. See my cheeks?” A quick twist in step found her ass falling out of those cotton pickers.

“For the better.” LeAnne hugged Mimi from behind. “I have your back Piper. Mimi’s too!”

“All of me! I still have the mini bar in my glove box, I brought more tequila.” Piper giggled playing needy, “Hey, I was on my way out to introduce myself to the band teacher. I was shocked to find out we had one.”

“Marci is really nice.” Mimi bashfully smirked looking over her thick glasses at Piper as if to say read my mind. Guessing by her gaze that Mimi might have a girl crush on the former band teacher turned private tutor, Piper stepped up and kissed the woman’s forehead. Smothering Mimi to her chest she then kissed LeAnne full on the lips as she still hugged Mimi from behind. LeAnne had to fan herself once it was all over. Giggling as Mimi patted Piper breathlessly on the butt to express that she was deprived of oxygen, the strange entanglement broke up.

“Oh! I have a mission. I asked you to wear extra uniforms. My SUV is unlocked and there’s a box of shirts and G-strings if you want to wear them. Shirts at least please I want exposure...” She pauses to examine that word, “ ... undoubtedly too much exposure. Go grab a hand full and pass some out. I mentioned shirts to Andrea Beckett if you see her. Sandy Martin possibly. Oh! And Brandon ... I can’t recall his last name. African American...”

“I know Brandon Foster.” Mimi cut her off, “He’s such a good artist.”

“Right! Tell him I said to join the cheerleaders in their routines and just have fun. I’m heading to join the band.”

“Tell Marci I said...”

“That you want her. Got it!” Mimi blushed with a hidden smirk. LeAnne shocked that there might be competition shook her head, then shrugged telling Mimi a threesome might be fun. Mimi was blood red. It got worse when they reached Piper’s SUV opening the passenger side back door to find Josie McKellen and Reese Teller fucking. Heads looking up at being busted Reese saw Mimi first, LeAnne second.