Archive-name: Samesex/cheryl2.ff
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Archive-title: Cheryl and the Shower - 2


        PART ONE : Cheryl and main character had taken a very involved shower
together after the football game and were leaving for a cheerleader slumber
party...	

	PART TWO : The Slumber Party

	Cheryl and I dressed quickly, both of us grinning like fools. I nearly
cleaned out my locker with my extra outfits that I always kept around and my
toiletries. We left for her house in her VW Rabbit. At stoplights, she'd caress
my knees and twice she ventured a quick kiss on the lips. My mind was racing
with the questions I was having. Was I in love with lesbian sex or with Cheryl?
	We arrived at her house and she parked her car in the garage. The other
space was empty, further evidence of her parent's absence. We came into the
kitchen from the garage and met the rest of the cheerleaders that Cheryl had
invited, Jamie, Becky, and Michelle. They were sitting around the kitchen
table talking about what pizza to get that night. We talked for nearly half
an hour about the game and stuff from school earlier that day. Then, with a
signal from Cheryl, everyone got their drinks (Coke, 7up etc) and tromped into
the living room. The room was pretty spacious and the TV was against the wall
in a sunken area. Around the 'Pit' were chairs and a couch, and there were a
few pillows lying at the bottom. 
	We all sat down and got comfortable, innocently apart until Cheryl got
done starting the VCR and snuggled up to me, her arm around my shoulders and
her breast against my arm. The rest of the girls smiled, but directed their
attention to the TV.
	Very quickly, I realized that we were going to watch some porn movies,
and unless I guessed wrongly, I wouldn't be seeing many men. In fact, it turned
out that they had gotten a hold of some all-girl films. Within in minutes,
the room was practically steaming with desire.
	Cheryl began to nuzzle my ear, washing my cheek with her tongue. Becky
reached over from her chair and held my hand as I watched the action on the
screen. I also noticed that Jamie and Michelle had already disappeared.
	Just as an intense kissing scene came on, Cheryl froze the picture, 
the two stars in a hot embrace. Cheryl drew my head around until our mouths 
met, my horniness apparent from my hot and eager kisses. Becky began to caress
my legs, her hands soft and gentle on my pantyhose.
	Soon, Cheryl's hands began to wander, unbuttoning my blouse and 
slipping between me and the couch to undo the catch on my brassiere. She was
very adept and I felt the straps go loose on my shoulders instantly, my chest
expanding with the freedom she had given my breasts.
	Again I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations of kissing
my best friend, another girl. The soft lips, the sweet lipstick, her slick
tongue, the heat of our breaths mingling. 
	Cheryl slipped her hand under my loose bra and rubbed my breasts, 
pinching my nipples until they were hard and big. Meanwhile, Becky had knelt
in front of me. She pushed my legs apart, brought her face up to my crotch
and breathed in deeply. From the look on her face, my white cotton shorts did
nothing to hide my state of arousal. She grabbed the snap on the shorts,
popping it quickly and then began to draw my shorts down my legs.
	My attention was brought from Becky's attentions when Cheryl moved to
hold me closely, our kisses becoming more passionate than I had imagined. Too
soon, she broke away and helped me take my shirt and bra off, leaving my 
throbbing nipples in the air-conditioned cool of her living room. Becky pulled
Cheryl's pull-over off and deftly removed her bra. Cheryl returned to our tight
torso embrace, our breasts now rubbing each other. Becky slipped a finger under
either side of my panties and pantyhose and pulled them off quickly, leaving 
me naked to our desires. Becky pulled my legs apart again and returned her 
face to my crotch. I could feel her long hair against my thighs and her head 
was pressed to Cheryl's side.
	With a few agile flicks of her tongue on my aching clit and some active
French kisses from Cheryl, I went over the edge, grabbing Becky's head with
my thighs as my pussy clenched up, and hugging Cheryl tightly as I moaned
with release. Becky was making deep slurping noises, her nose lips and tongue
making love to my throbbing pussy.
	"We wouldn't want pussy stains on the couch, would we?" said Cheryl,
as if in response to my thoughts about Becky. We held each other for the 
minute it took me to calm down.
	They helped my off the couch and laid me down on the bottom of the Pit
with a soft, fluffy towel under my naked ass. Cheryl and Becky finished getting
each other undressed, taking a few seconds out for a couple deep 'hello' 
kisses.
	"Anne has such a lovely body, don't you think, Becky?", asked Cheryl
as she stood over me.
	"Oh yes," replied sandy-haired, athletic Becky as she ran her hands
over my body, cupping my breasts, pinching my nipples, and finally tracing my
lips with her fingertips. I raised my head slightly, and began to suck on them.
Becky sighed with a smile.
	"We'll get to that, but first you must learn the most important rule
about the Club. We always try to give more than we receive." She sat back
between my legs and rubbed my thighs gently, not heading for my pussy, just
exploring in a very slow, and loving way. Cheryl knelt above my head, her
pussy sitting invitingly close. She then moved her knees to my shoulders and 
put enough pillows under my shoulders and head to give me perfect access to her
damp pussy.
	I tried to remember what Cheryl had done to me, and hoped that my
eagerness, would make up for me inexperience. I explored her lips and found
her clit, hiding away. I lapped like Becky had done, tasting Cheryl's juices.
	"No, no, Anne. Just do what you feel like. We all do it different ways
and that is what makes us each special when we give pleasure. Try again." 
Cheryl's tone didn't seem to dis-pleased, but I took her advice and just did
what seemed best. I sucked on her clit, I nuzzled her hair and lips, and I 
dove deeply into her with my tongue.
	After awhile, I realized that the sounds I was hearing were from Becky
and Cheryl necking above me. I didn't mind, as they both seemed able to pay a 
little attention to my breasts. Just enough to keep them tingling and my pussy
moist.
	I concentrated at my task as hand and began to do anything I could 
think of, nuzzling, licking, nibbling, bucking. Cheryl began moving up and
down, moans escaping her lips as she kissed Becky. I worked harder, faster, 
anything to give Cheryl the best sensations. Within seconds, I heard her
exhale loudly with an 'Ooh' and begin to 'fuck' my face, moving up and down
faster and faster. I kept my tongue out and licked anything I could. I could
feel her juices on my face.
	She finally came, her pussy hard against my face. Cheryl came for about
twenty seconds, her body tense, her breathing coming out in short gasps.
	"Can you do that again, Anne?" She asked me as she lifted herself from
my face about a foot.
        "Remember the rule, Cheryl," admonished Becky. They both got off of me
and helped me to my feet.
        "We've got so much to show you before our other guest arrives."
        My mind raced with questions about this other guest, but I stayed
silent as they led back to Cheryl's parents' bedroom and the big bed with
white satin sheets...

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