Chapter 5: Cheerleader Blues Part II

Tracy was nervous. She really didn't want to be here in the gym right now. Her twin sister Stacy had arranged for the both of them to meet Coach Baxter here for some special treatment.

Stacy wanted to be a cheerleader more than anything else and this was the only way she could be one. It wasn't because she wanted do something useful with her life. She just wanted to sleep with Angus, the school jock. But Angus only dated cheerleaders. Stacy had gone for cheerleader tryouts but had failed because she wasn't currently sleeping with any of the football players. She had tried to persuade Ms. Spencer to let her be a cheerleader but soon found out that it was Coach Baxter that made the final decision.

Stacy had done a little research on Coach Baxter and had discovered that he had a weakness for Incestuous, Lesbian porn movies, which is why Tracy was now freezing her arse off in the school gym waiting for the coach to turn up.

"I'm freezing my arse off," stated Tracy, confirming that the author did indeed have a grasp of the situation.

"Oh stop whining. At least you remembered to put on some underwear."

"If I had known it would be this cold I would of put on a hell of a lot more than this skimpy cheerleader's outfit. Or better still, I would have stayed at home in bed with Clifford."

"Well you can leave if you want. Of course if you did then I would have no chance of becoming a cheerleader, which means I wouldn't get to screw Angus and then Cliffy would lose his dare, so it will be me being kept warm by his hot bod instead of you."

Tracy glared at her sister. If looks could kill Stacy would be worm food right now. The thought of Stacy's body being consumed by maggots brought a thin smile to Tracy's lips. She was about to get up and start jogging around the gym to keep warm when the main door swung open.

Coach Baxter stood in the open doorway and looked at the girls. Tracy thought it was a very hungry look. She shivered but it was not because of the cold.

Stacy got up and sauntered over to the coach. She stopped in front of him, placed her hands behind her back to thrust out her young breasts and looked up at him in her best little girl pose.

"Hello, Coach. I'm Stacy and that is Tracy." She gestured behind her to the mats in the middle of the gym where Tracy was seated.

"I want to be a cheerleader, Coach Baxter, and I was hoping you could help me."

"Cheerleader quota is full," said the coach in an abrupt tone but Stacy noticed he was looking at her in a very lustful way. She decided to work on that.

"Oh there must be a 'position' for me," said Stacy, thrusting her breasts out as far as she could and absent-mindedly running a finger over her lips. Coach just kept staring at her so she gently took his hand and led him over to the mats. She let go of his hand then sat down on the mat next to Tracy.

"I really want to be a cheerleader coach. More than anything. And Tracy said she would help me."

"Only because you're a dirty, blackmailing whore," muttered Tracy under her breath.

"And we are here to make your every fantasy come true," breathed Stacy, totally ignoring her sister.

Coach Baxter just stood where he was with his arms folded, glowering at the girls.

Stacy was beginning to wonder if this was going to work. She decided to see if a little action wouldn't help to thaw out the coach. She turned to her twin and kissed her lightly on the lips. Tracy made no effort to return the kiss.

"Play along," whispered Stacy, "or Clifford will be fucking me by morning."

Tracy glared at her sister and then returned the kiss. It quickly grew in intensity, their young tongues twining together as they held each other close.

Stacy reached down and grabbed Tracy's sweater then gently lifted it up over her head.

Tracy raised her arms to make it easier for her sister to remove the garment, then returned to kissing her.

Stacy slowly moved her lips down to Tracy's throat, placing soft kisses as she went.

Tracy leaned her head back and gave a low moan. If nothing else, Stacy certainly knew how to turn her on. Stacy continued to move down until she reached the lacy white bra that her sister was wearing. She placed her mouth over one fabric-clad nipple and gently sucked.

Tracy reached behind her own back and quickly undid her bra, allowing Stacy to push it aside to reach her breasts. Placing her hands on Stacy's head, she gently pulled her closer to her breast. She surprised herself with how much she was enjoying this. They had fooled around before in the back of Clifford's car on the way home from a party but they had been drunk at the time. Now she was clear-headed and really getting into it.

It was surprising just how much sensation you miss when you are drunk. She moaned again as Stacy gently nipped her nipple with her teeth. She reached behind Stacy to grab her top and started to pull it up. Stacy released Tracy's breast so she could pull her top off, but it didn't stop there. In a matter of seconds the girls were completely naked.

Stacy looked over at Coach Baxter and was disturbed to find that he was still standing with his arms crossed, staring down at them in that stern manner of his.

Then she looked at his pants. They were virtually bursting at the seams. From Stacy's vantage point it looked like the coach was not only horny but also hung like a horse. She envied Mrs. Baxter. She turned back to her sister who was lying on her back on the mat. Stacy climbed on top of her twin and positioned herself so that their nipples were just brushing. She smiled as Tracy opened her legs to allow Stacy to lie between them. She pushed her hips against Tracy's and slowly rubbed against her puss.

Tracy wrapped her long legs around her twin sister and they started to rock, Stacy pretending to thrust into her sister. The motion and friction was quickly getting to Tracy and before she knew it she was climaxing beneath her sister. She held her tightly as her body bucked against her sister.

When it subsided Stacy bent down and they kissed again. Then Stacy slowly slid down till her breath was playing over Tracy's still throbbing pussy. She started to run her tongue over Tracy's moist lips and was pleased to see her sister tremble under her touch. Stacy started to run her tongue around the entrance to Tracy's puss in ever decreasing circles. She reached the centre and thrust her tongue in as deeply as she could.

Tracy gasped as she felt her sister penetrate her. She reached down and ran her hands through her sister's long, blonde hair. Lifting her legs she placed them on Stacy's shoulders, lifting her hips to allow her twin to thrust her tongue in deeper.

Stacy took her cue and did exactly that, making swirling motions to try to reach every spot that she could.

Tracy could feel another orgasm coming on when suddenly she felt her sister pull back.

"No! Don't stop!"

Stacy looked up and smiled at her sister, then wet two of her fingers with her long tongue before sliding them into Tracy's wet puss.

"Oh God yes. Finger fuck me. Slide those fingers into me. Make me cum."

Stacy had every intention of doing just that. She bent down and placed her mouth over Tracy's clit, gently applying pressure to it with her tongue as she began to suck.

This was all too much for Tracy and she fell willingly in to the abyss of an incredible orgasm, her whole body bucking under her sister.

Stacy was amazed at how powerful Tracy's orgasm was. She couldn't wait to have her twin do the same thing to her and was about to get into a 69 position when she felt two strong hands on her naked hips. 'Well it's about fucking time' she thought to herself. Her thoughts were cut off when she felt something large and warm at the entrance to her arse.

"Um, Coach, I think you have the wrong hole there. If you could just..." She nearly fainted as Coach Baxter thrust his nine-inch dick into her arse. The pain was exquisite. Stacy gasped as she fought to relax, knowing that the sooner that she could, the quicker the pain would go away.