Good Girl vs. Slut

"I don't know, Mandy...are you really sure this is the best thing to do?" Trisha was skeptical. Mandy nodded, pulling a strand of short blonde hair away from her face. "It's the only thing to do, Trish. I have to!" The two cheerleaders shut their lockers together, ready to head to English class. Trisha's frilled pink miniskirt swished against her slender legs, the frills stopping around her thighs, just inches from showing off her cute butt. The petite brunette was carrying her books pressed against her chest, and they were pushing against her 32C-cup breasts, so that they strained and swelled out of her lacy tank top, two perky mounds that rode high on her slim frame and swayed slightly with each step Trisha took. She was used to walking to class with Britney, and that usually meant that they were always late. Along with the fact that Trisha was several inches shorter than the head cheerleader, she was used to running flat out through the halls to keep up with Britney as they raced to their classrooms, heels clacking and miniskirts flopping. But Mandy was a good student, always on time, and the two girls were almost the same height; barely five feet tall. So they could take their time. "I know that's what you think, Mandy. But I...I just don't know if Jon's going to see it the same way. What if he gets mad?" Mandy sighed. "Well...I guess he might. But I just can't keep this a secret any longer. I was up all night worrying about it, Trisha!" The blonde slid her thumbs through the straps of her backpack, deep in thought. Mandy's outfit, as always, was much more conservative than Trisha's miniskirt and tank top; she was wearing jeans and a T-shirt. But even in the last few days, Trisha had noticed a few changes in her friend. Mandy now walked a little more upright and poised then before, and while before she would always blush when boys looked or grinned at her, she would now wave or even offer a flirty smile back. She didn't look any different on the outside, but Trisha could tell that Mandy, no longer a virgin, was getting more confident about everything related to boys and sex. "Okay," Trisha said. "So walk me through this again. You were supposed to meet him at his house at eight, but you thought it was seven." "Right." Mandy's blonde hair bobbed as she nodded. "So Amanda gave you a ride early, and you saw Nicole walking out of his house just then." "Yep." "And he said she was just there to get some help on Biology?" "Well, at first he was just like nothing was wrong. But then I demanded to know why she was there." Mandy sighed, blushing. "I know...I was a stupid, jealous girlfriend. But I mean, that is kind of suspicious, isn't it?" "Yeah," Trisha agreed. "It is." "So anyway, I demanded to know why she was there, and he said they were just like working on a worksheet together or something. And then we got into this big discussion, and he told me that he would never think of lying to me, that he always tells me everything. He said he never keeps anything from me." "So what did you say?" The blonde shook her head. "I didn't say anything then. But I couldn't stop thinking about it all night. I mean, if he tells me everything, then I should tell him everything too, right? And that includes what we did in that bookstore. You know...practicing blowjobs on those guys." "And...you really trust him? About Nicole and all that?" Mandy didn't even hesitate. "He's my boyfriend. Of course I trust him. And I want him to trust me too!" Trisha nodded. "Yeah, I know, but...what if he gets mad at you? I mean, you and I know that you really just wanted to learn some stuff, that it was all about being better for him. But what if he doesn't see it that way?" Mandy was chewing on a piece of her short blonde hair, an old habit, deep in thought. "I don't know...I'm worried about that too. I'll just have to find some way to explain it to him, right? I mean, my intentions were good!" "I guess so, but..." "Hey, Trish!" The two cheerleaders had just arrived at their classroom, and at the sound of her name the brunette turned. It was Britney, in a pair of denim shorts and a halter top, her stiletto boots clacking as she walked towards them. Trisha quickly put a sweet smile on her face, but her insides were boiling. She hadn't forgotten the sight of Britney fucking Dan in her kitchen, behind her back, barely an hour after she had left the head cheerleader's house, teary and humiliated. I can't believe she's still acting like she's my friend, like she didn't do anything wrong! But I got back at her... "Hi Britney," Trisha said sweetly. "What's up?" "You left your purse at my house, hun. You really didn't notice until now?" Of course she had noticed; that was why she had gone back to Britney's house in the first place, and had ended up catching her in the act. I almost want to tell her about last night...about whimpering and bucking in handcuffs on Dan's table, about letting him and five other guys fuck me in his apartment. Just to see her face! But instead she feigned surprise. "Really? Oh man...I'm such a ditz. Thanks a lot, Brit!" "No problem. Can you bring me mine tomorrow?" "Of course!" Trisha chirped. Yeah...whatever! "Thanks. Hey, you want to do something tonight?" Britney was leaning casually against the wall, as sexy and confident as ever, her gorgeous legs stretched out, catching the eye of every guy who passed them. "Oh, um..." Trisha thought quickly. "I...can't tonight, Britney, sorry! I'm doing something with Mandy." Her best friend caught on just as quickly, and she nodded too. "Oh, okay." Britney shrugged. "Some other time, then. See ya!" And then the class slut strode off, her long hair cascading across her slim back, her ass wiggling in her tight shorts. "Wow," Mandy whispered as they watched her leave. "I can't believe her. She's acting like nothing's wrong!" Trisha smiled at her friend as the two petite girls walked into the classroom. She could always count on Mandy for support, even in something like hating someone together. "I know." The cheerleaders took their seats at their desks, Trisha carefully adjusting her miniskirt over her slim thighs. "Still, though..." Mandy said, sounding concerned. "Are you sure it was a good idea to go see Dan again?" Trisha shuddered slightly at the thought, remembering the way she was passed around by half a dozen men, the feeling of having a cock plunged into her cunt and her mouth at the same time, of being covered with cum from men who had paid to fuck her. At first she was overwhelmed with shame, but then she felt herself tingling with pleasure, thinking about the feeling of those hard cocks powering into her, of the lust in their eyes as they ravished her together, grabbing and groping her dainty body. "Yes," she said, smiling back at Mandy. "I'm glad I did it. It was totally worth it." Mandy's face remained concerned for a few seconds, but at last she smiled and let out a giggle. "Geez, Trish...I'll better make sure to never go behind your back like Britney!" Trisha giggled too. "Oh, Mandy...I know you never would!" *** That afternoon, Trisha was lounging on her bed, reading for History, when the phone rang. The young cheerleader was lying on the stomach, propped on her elbows, her perky tits pressed against the bedspread, the frills of her miniskirt resting on the slight curve of her ass, so that her panties just barely peeked out the bottom. She had tied her long, wavy brown hair into a ponytail that now dangled down her slim, arched back. Trisha waited for the ringing to stop, assuming that her parents would answer it. But a second later, there was a knock at her bedroom door. "Trisha, honey?" It was her mother. "Yeah, mom?" "Phone for you." The petite cheerleader hopped off the bed, straightening her skirt as she thanked her mom and put the phone to her ear. But before she could even say anything, she heard a loud sniff, and then the sound of someone blowing their nose. "Hello??" "Trisha!!" It was Mandy. She was clearly crying, her voice weepy and interrupted by constant sniffs and sobs. "Mandy! What...w-what's wrong?" "Oh, Trisha...you were right! I should have listened to you! I'm such an idiot!" Trisha held the phone closer to her ear, standing in the middle of her bedroom, struggling to hear through Mandy's sobs. Her friend was almost impossible to understand. "Right about what? I...I don't understand." "About Jon!" Mandy wailed. "I...I just couldn't h-help it. I told him a-about that afternoon in the bookstore...w-when you taught me about blowjob..." Trisha sighed. Oh no... "And he got mad!" she sobbed. "He s-said it was like cheating! He said I had no idea whose dick I was sucking!" Well...he's kind of right, isn't he? I mean, that was the point! Why did she tell him?? "And then what?" "A-and then he said he couldn't believe I had done that and he hung up!!! And he wouldn't answer any of my calls!!" "Mandy..." Trisha's heart went out to her friend. "I'm so sorry..." "No..." Mandy sniffled, her voice getting so weak that for a moment, it was barely a whisper. "No, there's more..." Uh oh... "Oh...okay, go on..." "W-well..." Mandy paused to sniff. "I drove over to his house, right? Because I just had to talk to him! I couldn't let us end things like that!" Trisha nodded. "Right. And then...?" "I...I tried to call him when I got to his street, but he still wouldn't answer! And when I rang the doorbell no one answered! But I...I knew he was home 'cause I was just talking to him!" Mandy gulped. "So...so I tried to sneak into his bedroom..." "Oh, Mandy! You didn't!" But Mandy didn't even hear Trisha, and she kept plowing on with her story. "And then, I saw that his light was on, so I was trying to get his attention and I peeked in through the window, and...and..." "And...what?" Trisha's eyes widened as she sat on her bed, the phone plastered to her cheek. "He...he was there...and he was...he was..." "He was what??" Trisha shouted, unable to control herself. "Oh, Trisha! He was...f-f..." Mandy stuttered now, unable to get out the word. "f-fucking Nicole! I was right! I was right the entire time!" Trisha gasped. That certainly wasn't what she expected. "Oh my God! I don't believe it" What an asshole! Mandy's voice was now louder than before, wild and frantic. "B-but Trisha...what if I drove him to her?? What if he always wanted to be with her, but he was faithful to me...until I told him about..." "No!" Trisha stopped her. "Don't you see, Mandy? He was cheating on you the whole time! You were the only honest one...you tried to do the right thing! And he took advantage of you!" First Britney, and now Jon... why does everyone have to lie to everyone else?? Mandy's sniffles came through slowly. "W-what...? You...really think?" "Of course!" Trisha shouted. "Don't think that any of this is your fault, Mandy!" There was a long pause on Mandy's side of the line. Then, suddenly, the blonde's voice came back, fiery and angry. "You're...you're right! I can't believe him! You're totally right, Trisha!" The petite cheerleader nodded, fingering her miniskirt as she listened. "You're better off without him!" "Yeah!" Mandy replied, her voice rising now. "I'm a million times better off without him! I'm...I can't believe him!" Trisha's friend was no longer sniffling; now she was sputtering in her anger. "He...he was cheating on me with Nicole the entire time...and he thought I couldn't be with anyone else? He thought I could only give him a blowjob?? No way!! I'll show him, Trisha! I'll show him he doesn't deserve me!" Trisha nodded again, smiling. "Good for you, Mandy!" Mandy kept rambling, as if Trisha wasn't even there. "I...I'll show him I can sleep with whoever I want too!" "Good! Serves him right!" "Yeah!" Mandy was now speaking in a blur, frantic and livid. "He'll see! Maybe...maybe I'll sleep with the first guy I see! Or maybe...I'll go back to that store and give out some more blowjobs! Or..." There was another pause, and Trisha flopped down on her bed as she waited, for so long that she wondered if something had happened. But just as she was about to say something, Mandy's voice came back, and this time it had a different, darker tone to it. "No, Trisha, I have an even better idea! Remember when we were talking about Dan earlier today? I want you to call him tonight, too! And...I want to go with you!" Trisha jolted upright. Wait...what?? "Um...h-hold on a minute, Mandy. Let's not get carried away. I don't know if that's a good idea." "No, Trish," Mandy's voice was completely steady now. "it's a great idea! You've told me how Dan always uses you like a slut...how he makes you do all these dirty, nasty things! I'm going to do them too! I'm going to show Jon how dirty I can really be!" What? This is crazy!! "Mandy...wait...two weeks ago you were a virgin! I don't...I think you should think about this a little bit." God...I've been hanging out with Britney for months, I'm a complete slut, and even I'm ashamed of the things Dan's done to me! Getting fucked together by a group of strangers...letting everyone watch while two men plunge their cocks into me together...what makes Mandy think she could handle that? She's crazy! "No," Mandy said again. "No, I'm sure about this, Trisha. I'm going to head over to your house, okay? Call Dan. I'll see you soon." "Mandy! Mandy, wait!" Trisha yelped in panic. But then she heard a dial tone. Mandy had already hung up. Trisha jumped up off her bed, ignoring the fact that her miniskirt was rumpled halfway up her ass, pacing around her bedroom in fright, staring at the carpet, trying desperately to think. At last, the cheerleader stopped in front of her mirror, and looked up. She saw her own reflection in the mirror; a petite brunette, eighteen years old and barely five feet tall, looking just as cute and sweet as usual, with her perky tits thrust out and her slender legs on display underneath her skirt. The little body in the mirror had been ravished and abused so many times by Dan; the tight pussy under her miniskirt had been pumped and drilled by countless cocks in the lifeguard's apartment. Trisha had subjected herself to enough hard poundings from Dan to know what to expect. But bringing Mandy along?? That's out of the question! Dan's already corrupted me...he's already got me addicted to the way he fucks me, the way he treats me like a whore! But...not Mandy! No way! Trisha sighed, shaking her head, sending her long brown hair flopping around her pouty cheeks. I'll...I'll just have to talk her out of it! I can do that...right? *** But only an hour later, Trisha found herself standing on Dan's porch, next to Mandy. Trisha paused in front of Dan's door, holding her breath, closing her eyes and listening to the night air. She had had this feeling before, in this exact spot: the feeling that this was a terrible idea, that she should just go home before it was too late. This time, she was surer than ever. But somehow, here she was. Somehow, instead of changing Mandy's mind, she had arrived at the lifeguard's apartment with her friend in tow. She turned to stare at the blonde, standing next to her on the balcony. Mandy's outfit was borrowed entirely from Trisha's wardrobe; a white blouse tied up around her naval, exposing her friend's impressively slim, taut stomach, and a checkered miniskirt. The skirt's hem ended in frills that stopped at the tops of Mandy's thighs, and her legs looked even more slender than usual in sheer white stockings and a pair of Trisha's black stiletto heels. Not used to the heels, Mandy had tripped and wobbled her way from the car to Dan's apartment building, but even so the blonde had finished off her slutty-schoolgirl look by putting her short blonde hair up into a pair of pigtails that bobbed briskly in the air with each of her steps. As she stood on the balcony, Trisha couldn't help admitting that Mandy looked fantastic; a dainty blonde, showing off her petite, teenage figure, looking so innocent and sweet and yet dressed so naughty at the same time. And that just makes things worse! These guys are going to pounce all over her as soon as they see her: an eighteen-year-old blonde, cute and all dolled up! "What are you waiting for?" Mandy said, staring at her friend with a determined look on her face. "Oh...um...nothing... I just thought that...maybe we could think this over..." Mandy quickly shook her head, sending the pigtails flopping. "No way, Trisha. Just knock. I'm ready." Mandy had been so fierce and angry at Trisha's house. Her vindictive side was brand new to Trisha, and it frightened her. The petite brunette had prepared a whole speech for Mandy, ready to tell her friend that there was absolutely no way she would take her, that Mandy wasn't thinking things through, that she was just doing this for revenge and she would regret it as soon as she got there. But the blonde had shown up refusing to back down, her face flushed with determination, her blue eyes steely and fierce. In Trisha's room, her friend raged and yelled, demanding the sluttiest outfits to wear to Dan's, ignoring Trisha even as she desperately tried to get a word in. And before she knew it, she was driving Mandy to Dan's apartment in her car. "Mandy, I'm just saying...you can't imagine what it's like to..." "No!" Mandy's voice was higher than usual, and she fiercely shook her head again. "Just knock, Trisha!" The cheerleader gulped, and she finally obeyed. Dan opened the door only a second later, his breath smelling of alcohol, grinning down at the two petite girls. "Come on in, sweethearts," he smirked. Last night, when Trisha had arrived, the men had been lounged casually around the apartment, waiting for her. But news of her wild, nasty gang-bang must have spread since then, because with a sinking feeling Trisha saw that the room was much more full than yesterday, and this time they were all eagerly edging towards the doorway in a crowd, fighting to see the new arrivals. They weren't disappointed. As she and Mandy stepped inside and Dan closed the door, Trisha could almost feel their eyes widening with delight as they drank in the sight: two high school cheerleaders, both of them barely five feet tall, looking just as young and cute as the lifeguard had promised. Mandy was every guy's schoolgirl fantasy come to life, her tied-up shirt tight around her slim chest and baring her tapered waist, her checkered miniskirt barely covering her ass. Trisha, submitting to Mandy's demands, had slipped into a short, red strapless dress, wrapped tight around her petite figure. Her perky tits strained against the fabric, two round, ample mounds that seemed just moments away from popping out of the dress's low-cut top. The material hugged every inch of the curve of Trisha's waist, the arch of her back and her firm ass, the hem just an inch away from revealing a peek of her thong. The cheerleader suddenly jolted as she felt Dan's hands on her slim back, and she realized that he was fingering the tie on the back of her dress, teasing his fingers through the single bow; he was relishing the knowledge that with a single pull, he could undo the tie of her dress and let it sag down Trisha's braless chest and slim frame. "Well, Trisha," he smirked. "Aren't you going to introduce your friend?" Trisha turned to look at Mandy, and her heart sank. It was just as she had expected. The blonde's gritty, determined look had been wiped clean and replaced by widened eyes and a frightened expression. She watched as her friend instinctively tried to tug the short miniskirt down over more of her slim thighs, ashamed of her skimpy outfit, trying to cover herself against the leers and grins of all the men in the room. But every bit that she pulled it down only revealed more of her taut stomach, and after a few more tugs the straps of the blonde's thong peeked out of the top. Mandy noticed them instantly, and with a soft gasp she quickly stopped played with her skirt, instead planting her arms straight by her sides, mortified. I tried to warn her! Trisha thought. It's one thing to think about fucking a bunch of guys to get back at someone...but it's totally different to actually be in the room, to see their hungry faces, ready to tear off your clothes... Why didn't she listen to me? Trisha quickly turned to face Dan, ignoring a whistle from the room as they were all treated to the sight of her ass, firm and curvy in her tight dress. "Dan..." she whispered, pleading. "Can we talk? Please?" The lifeguard grinned down at her and took a step forward, saying nothing. Trisha jolted as she felt a hard bulge press up against her stomach – he was already rock-hard for her. The petite girl shuddered as she felt lust beginning to bubble in her own hips. She couldn't help it; by now it was her natural reaction to feeling Dan's erection, her pussy so used to being ravished that she was already growing wet just at the knowledge that he was hard. No! Focus! Trisha looked up at Dan, her chin barely at the level of his shoulders. "Please..." she repeated. "I...I'm not sure about Mandy, Dan. Maybe...let's talk. I'll make up for her!" But the lifeguard was already shaking his head before she had even finished. "There's no time for talking now, Trisha," he said. "I've already invited all these nice men over, see?" He gestured around the room, at the strangers still staring hungrily at Mandy's slim body and Trisha's perky curves. Trisha gulped. Invited...he means he took their money! "They've all been waiting patiently for you and your friend," the lifeguard said, grinning hungrily. "And I think if you ask them, they'll all tell you the time for talking is long past." And then, without even a moment's hesitation, Dan reached forward and took hold of the top of Trisha's strapless dress, his fingers firm on her soft breasts, squeezing them lightly. He didn't even ask Trisha's permission; instead he silently yanked the fabric down the cheerleader's ample chest, exposing her tits in a single motion. Trisha gasped, caught off guard. The top of her dress was now bunched under her perky boobs, naked in the apartment, her nipples hard and pointing straight at Dan's chest. Instinctively, she was about to raise her hands to cover herself, but in the same moment she felt another pair of hands around the slender, inward curve of her waist, encircling the cheerleader's slim figure. There was shuffling behind and all around her, and with another gasp Trisha suddenly realized that the entire room was in motion. They had all taken Dan's brazen gesture as the unspoken go-ahead, as the indication that the fun was starting. She heard a frightened gasp next to her, and with widened eyes Trisha turned to see that a few of the men were eagerly closing around Mandy too, ready to feel the dainty figure of the girl they were about to violate. Even in Trisha's heels, Mandy was still shorter than everyone else, and now the blonde looked up at their faces with frightened eyes, unsure of what to do or what to expect. One man was standing in front of her, grinning down at the fidgeting blonde as he slid his arms around her tiny waist, drawing her towards him. As she wobbled unsteadily forward in her heels, another man was gently fingering the hem of Mandy's miniskirt, and now as she took a step, the material lifted up, revealing her pink thong underneath. Mandy's eyes were wide and her face was flushed with nervousness, and instinctively the blonde reached back and quickly tugged the hem of her skirt back across her little butt, prompting a sneer from the man behind her. Mandy had, after all, originally agreed to all of this; she had been the one to suggest it to Trisha in the first place. She had been thinking only of revenge, of the satisfaction of cheating on Jon just as he was cheating on her. But these men were wildly lustful; they were a pack of dangerous wolves ready to pounce on a helpless little girl. And so even though the blonde cheerleader wasn't fighting or refusing, Trisha could see that she was overwhelmed with fright. Oh God...poor Mandy... Trisha turned back to Dan, ready to make yet another desperate plea. But before she could even speak, the lifeguard was already shaking his head, grinning at her as he placed both hands on the cheerleader's bare shoulders. The petite girl could feel the pressure of his grip, pushing her down. He wants me to get on my knees. "Dan..." she whispered, her eyes pleading. "Please..." "On the floor, Trisha" was his reply. "No more procrastinating." He smirked at her. Trisha was no match for his strength, and the petite brunette felt her knees buckle as she finally plopped down on the carpet, her perky, ample tits were still naked and open. She rested her butt on her upturned heels, looking up at Dan. Now that she was sitting, the hem of her mini-dress was riding up her slender, slightly-spread thighs, and a corner of Trisha's thong was now peeking out the bottom, the sight of it teasing all the men crowded around her – the only material between them and her soft, tight pussy. Trisha's dress clung snugly to her frame, showing off the slim arc of her waist and the firm curve of her ass, her long brown hair dangling down her bare back and slight shoulders. No...this is happening too fast...Mandy... In the same moment, she heard a metallic sound all around her, as one man after another pulled open his fly and tugged down his pants. She was completely surrounded; they were crowded around her, each of them eager to feel her soft lips around their cocks, all edging together so Trisha didn't even know how many were circling her. Biting on her lip, the cheerleader craned her neck to peek through one of the anonymous strangers' legs, desperately trying to keep track of what was happening to Mandy. The blonde was also surrounded by a circle of men. It wasn't planned, but the room had split into two groups; half of the strangers attracted to Trisha's pouty, girl-next-door face and perky curves, the other half to Mandy's slim figure and innocent appearance in her schoolgirl outfit. Trisha could see that a random man had followed Dan's example, placing his hands on Mandy's shoulders and forcefully urging her down. Like Trisha, the blonde found herself being shoved down to the level of their hips. But Mandy wasn't sinking to her knees. Instead, she was bending at the waist, keeping her legs straight as she bowed forward, her short blonde hair bobbing in her face as she dipped down. Now, her ass was sticking up in the air, her slim back arched and showing off her taut waist and chest, her miniskirt riding up her thighs so far that half of her thong was exposed to the men behind her. Still upright and in her heels, the little blonde was practically offering herself to them. Oh no... Mandy, you're not helping yourself at all! Chuckles and grins spread through the circle. Mandy's raised ass was thrust up in the air at them, and now one of them reached forward and spanked her hard, his palm sneaking under the hem of her skirt and impacting right in the center of her thong. The blonde squealed in surprise and turned her head back to look, and Trisha could see that her face was pale with fright. Stop it! She wanted to shout it out loud. That asshole...be gentle with her! But that was all Trisha saw. In the next moment, she felt hands close around her head, turning her away from Mandy and her circle of men. Dan had taken hold of her face and wrenched her back towards his hips, and now Trisha saw his cock dangling just inches from her lips, rock-hard and thick and waiting for her. Everyone had followed suit, their dicks hanging by both of her cheeks, waiting for her to work her way around the circle, servicing each and every one of them in succession. They were all rock-hard and their faces were dark with lust and impatience. They had been waiting the entire night for the two eighteen-year-old cheerleaders that Dan had promised; now, they were staring down at a petite brunette in a mini-dress and high heels, on her knees with her tits out, her pouty face and big brown eyes looking back up at them. They weren't going to wait a second longer. I have to try to help Mandy...one more time! The cheerleader parted her lips and looked up at Dan, ready to plead again. But before she could speak, the lifeguard slid forward and sank his cock into her open, waiting mouth. Once again the cheerleader felt a twinge of lust rush through her body at the familiar feeling of his shaft in her mouth, and now Trisha felt her lips close around his thick meat, sucking softly. It was her instinct now; the sensation of Dan's meat sliding across her tongue sent her body into action before her mind even registered it, her mouth naturally ready and eager to slurp down his rod. It was hard to relish the situation, not when she was so worried about Mandy, but even so Trisha couldn't help enjoying the feeling of his hard, thick rod pressing and stretching her lips, his hot lust throbbing against her tongue, pulsing in her little mouth. Finally, she couldn't resist leaning forward and gulping more of him down with a soft moan, smacking and gurgling with the effort. Dan let out a loud groan, and Trisha felt his hands press against the back of her head, his fingers tightening in her hair. The lifeguard's familiar strength was guiding her lips down his shaft, his carnal energy was pulsing through his thick cock and jutting hips; Trisha could feel all of it, and it made her tingle with eagerness. Still, as the young brunette slurped, her mind was whirling as she worried about Mandy. She had seen the nervousness and fright on Mandy's face; she knew as she had watched the blonde fidget with her miniskirt that her friend was now frantically regretting her choice. And yet, Trisha was now on her knees, happily gulping down Dan's cock while they circled around her friend, doing nothing to help her. I should be doing something, shouldn't I...? But what can I do? They were two petite, eighteen-year-old girls surrounded by men; if they wanted to, they could easily force themselves on the cheerleaders. No matter what I do, they won't let Mandy leave. Trisha's thoughts rushed through her even as she continued to bob back and forth on her knees, sinking Dan's cock into her mouth, her tits dancing slightly as she rocked. And anyway...it's not like I didn't warn her! I told her over and over that this was a bad idea, but she wouldn't listen to me! The cheerleader's drool was now dribbling down her chin and across Dan's balls, her cheeks flushed and her tongue lapping at his shaft. As Dan buried his hands further in Trisha's hair, she reached up and placed hers on his thighs, guiding his meat into her lips, making sure to keep a steady rhythm as she gulped and gurgled. Then, as she slurped, she glanced to her left, trying to keep an eye on Mandy. Her friend was still standing in her heels in the middle of her circle, bent over at the waist, her slim legs on display as she strained forward. By now someone had hitched her schoolgirl's skirt up over her waist, so the blonde's thong was thrust up in the air at them, a tiny triangle of material on her firm ass, barely covering her twat. She was leaning forward with her head down, and Trisha could see that her friend's mouth was also stuffed full of cock, her short blonde hair bobbing back and forth as she slurped. Mandy had her hands wrapped around the thighs of the man she was servicing, keeping herself from tipping forward, and Trisha could see his hips gently jutting into her, plunging his rod deep between the blonde cheerleader's slobbery lips. His hands were wrapped around each of her floppy pigtails, refusing to let the little blonde slurp down his meat at her own pace; instead he was forcing her head quickly back and forth, yanking her by her hair, making Mandy whimper and gurgle as she struggled to keep up. "Mmm...fuck..." Dan let out a low groan as he stared down at the cheerleader, grinning as he watched his shaft disappear between her plump lips. Mandy's probably still afraid...but it seems like she's okay for now, right? Maybe it'll all be fine... For a moment, Trisha took a deep breath and relaxed. She looked back up at the lifeguard and responded by dipping far forward, slurping loudly as she plunged his cock deep into her mouth. With another groan, his hands tightened in Trisha's hair, watching as the petite girl deepthroated his meat. She winked back up at him as she slurped, feeling his hot shaft slide against her tongue, piercing between her cheeks. Maybe she'll be okay after all! But then, as if her thought had jinxed it, she heard a frightened yelp from the either side of the room. And to her horror, Trisha saw in the corner of her eye that someone had just grabbed hold of Mandy's thong and was now impatiently pulling it down the blonde's slim, bare legs. Mandy let out a muffled cry and tried to turn her head to protest, but the man she was sucking tightened his grip around her hair and yanked her back, silencing her by stuffing his cock into her open lips. The blonde's thong was now around her ankles, and her tight, young pussy was now staring up at them all, completely unprotected with her skirt up around her waist, her ass thrust in the air as she was forced to bend down to service a stranger. Mandy's muffled whimpers were growing in volume, and Trisha could see her friend straining hard against the hands around her face, fighting the man that was thrusting his cock into her mouth. Another man, positioned behind her, was now bending down to lift her legs one at a time; Mandy wobbled precariously on each heel as they untangled the thong from her ankles and tossed it onto the floor. More hands were sliding around the little cheerleader's body, caressing her slim figure. Finally, Mandy managed to wrench her head out of the man's grip, and as she quickly turned her head back, her terrified blue eyes met Trisha's brown ones. Without even thinking, Trisha felt herself rising to her feet, popping Dan's cock out of her mouth as she cried out in protest. "Wait! Wait, p-please!" Leave her alone! Standing and in her heels, the petite cheerleader was still shorter than all the man surrounding her, but even so she tried to force her way through the circle, to get to her helpless friend. Of course, it was no use. She heard a loud bark of laughter as hands slid around her slim waist, holding her back effortlessly, leaving her simply to flail uselessly in the air as she watched. Mandy had tried to rise too, but one of the men was quicker; he had his hands on her head, pushing down, forcing her to stay bent over with her pussy offered shamelessly to them. The little blonde's eyes were wide as saucers as she craned her neck to look over her shoulder. She was completely silent, her mouth open but no words coming out. Now, one grinning man was stepping forward, positioning himself behind the blonde's raised ass, unzipping his fly, his eyes bright with eagerness as he stared down at Mandy's pink cunt. Oh no...oh Mandy! Trisha watched in horror as the man reached forward and slid one hand around the inside of Mandy's thigh. The blonde's entire body shuddered, visibly. He hoisted the cheerleader's slim leg up off the ground, the blonde's high heel dangling in the air, higher and higher. Then, he positioned himself between her stretched legs. The entire room could see Mandy's slim waist and hips, her tiny tits contained in her tied-up blouse, her blonde pigtails dangling across her frightened face. Her thigh and butt muscles were working hard as her one leg was stretched up into the air. Mandy's hard-earned flexibility from cheerleading was on display; her leg was now so high that it was dangling over the man's shoulders, so that she was practically doing a sideways splits, balancing on one leg with the other one thrust nearly vertical in the air. And now, with the blonde's legs spread and ready for him, he was easing forward, guiding his rock-hard cock towards her little twat. No! No, please!! Trisha felt herself freeze with terror as she watched him ease forward. Everyone in the room was now engrossed by the sight of Mandy, wobbling on one heel, and the first lucky man, about to penetrate the innocent, frightened cheerleader. They all stared as he positioned his cock between Mandy's spread-eagled thighs. The tip of his meat just barely touched the lips of her cunt, and instantly the blonde stiffened, whimpering at the sensation. Trisha closed her eyes and turned away; she couldn't watch them violate her friend. But she could still hear everything, and a few seconds later she winched as she heard a loud groan; the first man had finally sank his hard prick into Mandy's soft pussy. "How's she feel, man? How is she?" Trisha heard someone else shout out. Oh, Mandy...I'm sorry! "Ohhh fuck..." the reply came. "Oh man...she's soaking wet!" Huh? ...Soaking wet? Despite herself, Trisha opened her eyes to look, confused. The man had thrown Mandy's leg over his shoulder, forcing her to keep her vertical-splits position, and he had his hands around her slim waist as he rocked forward. With Mandy's legs spread and her hips turned sideways, everyone had a perfect view of his thick cock disappearing into her little cunt, plunging into the teenager's body. "Ohhh yeah..." he groaned again. "She's so tight...and she's dripping!" She's...dripping? What's going on? Trisha watched as the man pulled the slim blonde's body back and forth, rocking her on her single high heel, her pigtails flopping in the air, her other heel dangling above his shoulder. His hips were pumping into hers in a steady rhythm, thrusting his cock into her twat, powering into her little body. And now, as Trisha watched, she realized that Mandy's eyes were closed, and that her friend's cheeks were starting to grow flushed, and that her lips were slightly parted. "Ohhh...uhhh..." the man's groans echoed in the room over and over, matching the rhythm of his pumps, each thrust powering the full length of his dick into Mandy's pussy. The force of his fucking was sending the little blonde rocking precariously on her only heel, and so now she reached forward and grabbed onto the man in front of her – the one who had been forcing his dick down her mouth – in order to keep her balance. The one behind her had his hands tight around her tiny waist, pulling her gently back in forth, his eyes fixed on her dainty hips as he plunged into her. Mandy's eyes were still tightly closed, her face a deep red. Trisha could see her eyes squeezing a little tighter each time the man plowed his cock deep into her pussy, her cheeks twitching involuntarily at the feeling of being stretched and pounded. Her slim legs were still split in the air; one tense and rigid as it supported her, the other thrust over the man's shoulders, her high heel flopping in the air as he rocked into her. The little blonde's small, soft mouth was open, even though she hadn't uttered a single word the entire night. But now, as Trisha and the rest of the room watched, the young blonde cheerleader let out a soft, timid whisper. "Ohhh yesss..." Trisha gasped. Mandy was loving it! This entire time, she had assumed that Mandy had wanted to leave, that she didn't want any part of this anymore. She had seen Mandy's frightened face and timid fidgeting, she had heard her friend's muffled whimpers of protest, and assumed that she wouldn't want to fuck a group of random strangers. But I guess I was wrong...she was soaking wet the whole time! Her pussy was dripping wet in anticipation...she couldn't wait to be fucked! "Oooh...ohh my gosh..." Another soft whisper drifted out of the blonde's open mouth, and now Mandy opened her light blue eyes, watching everyone else watch her. The look in her friend's eyes was mixed, but Trisha recognized it immediately. Mandy was half-ashamed; ashamed at being fucked by a random stranger, with her little body bent forward and her legs spread in the air, ashamed of the fact that a dozen other strangers were watching her get pounded. But she was also excited by the same things, at the feeling of being on display, the feeling of freely being so nasty and wild in front of everyone. For the first time that evening, Trisha felt a grin spread across her face. Deep down, Mandy was a slut, just like Trisha; she had loved sucking random cocks through holes in the wall, when Trisha had brought her to the adult bookstore a week ago. She had loved being surrounded by horny men and gulping down their meat tonight, and now she loved being fucked hard while everyone watched. She's just like me...she loves being a whore...she just needs a little encouragement! "Ohhh..." Mandy's whimpers were still barely audible. The little blonde had now turned her head back to watch as the man plunged deep into her cunt, filling her trembling, dainty body with his meat. The man looked up then too, and saw the sweet eighteen-year-old's innocent face, her cute lips pursed in a moan of pleasure, her dimpled cheeks flushed and her light blue eyes staring excitedly at the cock pounding into her own pussy. The sight kicked his lust into another gear, and he grabbed hold of Mandy's stretched hips and bucked hard into the little blonde, sending her reeling forward as the full length of his shaft pierced into her. The cheerleader's eyes widened and her moan suddenly burst out into a loud, full-on yelp of lust, a scream that she had been shyly holding in but was now thrust out of her chest by his cock: "YES!!! Oh...oh..ohh yes!!" "FUCK yeah!" was the man's reply, and he kept powering into her, his cock deep in Mandy's twat, sending her wobbling back and forth. Then, Dan's voice echoed out: "Looks like we've got two whores tonight, guys!" There were whoops and cheers of agreement, and suddenly the whole room sprang into motion. Trisha squealed in surprise as she felt arms tightening around her, pulling her petite body back into someone else's. At the same time, she felt hands all over her; one on her back, forcing her to bend forward, more on the hem of her little dress, tugging it up and over the generous curves of her firm ass. She felt her thong being tugged down as well, but the men were too impatient now; unlike Mandy, they only yanked her panties down to her knees, leaving them stretched around her slender legs. Meanwhile, the man was still thrusting his shaft into Mandy's tight cunt, sending the cheerleader rocking and yelping: "Ohhhh my GOSH! Yes! More!" Her little hips were grinding against his, eagerly taking his meat, and her chest was heaving as she shouted and yelped. Now, another man stepped forward, sliding his hands around her neck, guiding her head down towards his rock-hard cock. Mandy didn't even hesitate. Still in her vertical splits, Mandy bent forward, teetering on her heel, craned her neck forward and opened her mouth, patiently waiting for his meat. With a wide grin, he slid forward and eased his shaft into the cheerleader, groaning loudly as he felt Mandy's soft, warm mouth close around his cock. In an instant, Mandy's screams of pleasure became muffled groans, and the cheerleader rocked back and forth between the two men, her mouth and pussy both stuffed with cock. "Wow!" Trisha couldn't help cheering on her friend. You nasty slut, Mandy! Taking on two cocks at once! Not bad! At the same moment, she felt hands sliding around her own waist; other men were getting impatient watching someone else get to fuck a young girl; they wanted some action themselves. Trisha turned around to see a grinning man positioning himself behind her, his jeans around his ankles, his cock hard and ready. The cheerleader felt a little shudder run through her body; it was such a thrill to see Mandy act like a dirty, moaning slut, and now Trisha's own body was aching for the same treatment. She gave a small, eager whimper as she stared down at the cock, her pussy growing wet at the sight of it, aching to be filled. The petite cheerleader was bent over at the waist, her tight minidress now only a stripe of red around her slim waist, the top yanked down to free her tits, the bottom tugged over her little ass. Trisha's legs looked slender and slim as she stood in her heels, leaning forward and offering herself to the man behind her, her long brown hair dangling below her, her perky chest thrusting out of her slim figure. Her brown eyes were bright and wide with eagerness, and now she behind, grabbing onto the man's thighs, pulling him towards her. Oooh...come on...hurry up! Fuck me! He didn't need any more encouragement. Trisha felt his hands tighten around her petite frame as he shifted forward, and the cheerleader stiffened and let out a moan as she felt his cock pressing against her cunt, his shaft hot and hard against her soft, dripping mound. In an instant her body rushed with pleasure as she felt his thick cock sink into her tight pussy, filling her little canal, stretching the whimpering cheerleader as she accepted his size. Instinctively, Trisha felt herself rocking backwards, sinking her slim hips into his, burying his meat even further in her soft twat. She heard a loud groan as the man plunged the full length of his shaft into her, and responded with a moan of her own, begging for more, coaxing him in by pulling on his thighs. He felt so massive and powerful inside of her, stuffing her pussy, powering between her slim, trembling legs. Thrusting and grinding against him, Trisha glanced around to see the entire room grinning as they watched her and Mandy, and the cheerleader felt a smile spread across her own face too. She and Mandy were both being ravished together, taken and fucked by a group of men they hardly knew. Two eighteen-year-old cheerleaders, barely five feet tall, bent over and pounded while strangers watched and waited their turn. Mandy, the cute and innocent-looking blonde, was balanced on one leg with the other one thrust straight up in the air, bent over sideways with her hips open to take the cock powering into her. Her short pigtails bobbed on her head as she was rocked back and forth between two men, gulping down the man's cock in her mouth, holding onto him for balance as she slurped and moaned. And only a few feet away was Trisha, the perky little brunette, her curvy tits and ass out and on display, standing in her heels with her thong stretched taut between her knees, bent over at the waist, rocking back and forth as she took a thick shaft. Her long brown hair was swaying back and forth below her as she whimpered; she was bent over so far that her hair was nearly touching the ground. She was reaching back and her hands were tight around the man's thighs, no longer just coaxing him in but now holding on for dear life, gripping him tight to keep herself from tipping forward as his harsh, fierce thrusts sent her reeling back and forth on her stiletto heels. "Oooh...ahhh..." "Oh...oh my gosh!" The two cheerleaders exchanged yelps and moans of lust, ravished and violated together. Trisha was watching Mandy, admiring her friend's slim, taut figure and her slender stretched-out legs, when her friend looked up and caught her eyes. Mandy's cheeks and lips were stuffed full with the cock in between them, but her blue eyes were bright and eager as she stared back at Trisha, and the brunette flashed a wide grin back. The two girls were sharing their pleasure, happily splitting up the fun, relishing the sight of the other one getting fucked while their own petite bodies were punished and drilled. "Ohh...enjoy – ooh! – enjoying yourself, Mandy?" Trisha whimpered out, watching her friend rock back and forth. The little blonde gave a muffled moan and nodded her head in response, her hands around the hips of the man in her mouth, holding on tight as she slurped. "Ahhhh...fuck!!" That was the man plunging into Mandy, his cock swollen and thick as it disappeared into her twat. His face was flushed red and he now had a pained expression on his face. The sight of the two cheerleaders was too much for him; both of the petite girls happily submitting themselves to a harsh pounding while they grinned at each other and everyone watched. Watching them whimper and squeal had him close to orgasm, but all the men had already agreed beforehand not to shoot their loads inside the girls until everyone was finished. "Oooh...yes...yes!!" Trisha's wails echoed out through the room, beating out Mandy's muffled moans in volume. An excited grin came to the man's face, and without warning he pulled out of the little blonde's cunt and raced across the room; in the next instant, he had shoved his throbbing cock deep into Trisha's open mouth, stifling her cries of pleasure. The cheerleader's eyes widened in surprise, but it only took her a second before she closed her soft lips around his meat, expertly sucking him like only an experienced slut could. Even as she was pounded and pumped from behind, she happily slurped and gulped at his dick while she ran her tongue across him, licking the bottom of a shaft that had just been stuffed in her friend's twat. Trisha's mouth tingled as she lapped up Mandy's juices, sampling the taste of her friend's pussy that was coating the man's cock, feeling it wash over her tongue. It was pungent and tangy, and the cheerleader felt a jolt of lust rush through her as her eyes widened, and she realized that she was tasting her best friend's lust. "oh...Ohhh...FUCK!" The man had pulled out just in time. His cock throbbed and pulsed between Trisha's lips, and then she felt his hot cum mixing with the flavor of Mandy's twat, spilling into her mouth in one jet after another, providing the perfect follow-up to the cocktail of Mandy's juices. She milked his cock like a thirsty slut, gulping eagerly at his meat, sucking his seed down as soon as it spurted out of his shaft. At last, when she felt the last spasm of his cock twitch between her lips, Trisha closed her eyes and slowly, carefully swallowed his load, savoring the feeling of his jism sliding down her throat. The cheerleader's entire body shuddered in pleasure as she took in the taste of his cum mixed with Mandy's juices, feeling her lust overwhelm her. He's using me like a dirty slut deserves to be used, she thought eagerly. I'm just his cum dump! He fucked Mandy and then used my mouth only as a place to deposit his load! "Ooooohhh..." The moan burst out of Trisha's lips as the thoughts rushed through her. And I happily gulped him down! I sucked the cock that had just been pounding my best friend's twat...that was still warm and coated with her juices...I lapped up the taste of Mandy's pussy like it was candy! Trisha looked up to watch her friend again. The dainty blonde was still bent over, slurping and drooling on the cock in her mouth, and even though the man was no longer supporting her leg, she still kept it thrust up in the air, like a figure skater, bent over and balanced on only one foot, offering her swollen, sopping pussy to the next customer. Trisha watched as another man took position, hoisting Mandy's leg over her shoulder, keeping her in the sideways-splits, and the little blonde shuddered and whimpered as he pierced into her, thrusting hard and deep into her twat. She looked so frightened at the beginning of the night, Trisha thought, still bent over, watching her friend. But she was soaking wet the entire time...she was aching for a hard fucking! Trisha licked her lips; she could still taste Mandy's wetness in her mouth. Just like me... Trisha glanced over her shoulder at the man behind her. His hands were still hard and tight around her slim waist, forcing her to bend sharply over, his hips grinding hard and fast into hers, the thrust of his cock in her twat so fierce that it sent her rocking back and forth, tipping precariously on her heels, her long, dangling hair swaying, her perky tits bouncing in rhythm with his pounds. She turned back to stare at Mandy, pigtails bobbing and big blue eyes wide with pleasure, still rocking back and forth, between the slobber-coated cock in her mouth and the new one in her cunt, her one high heel dangling in the air, her other one wobbling on the floor as she struggled to keep her balance. For a second, Mandy pulled the cock out of her mouth and let out a series of wails, as if she just couldn't keep them contained anymore. "Oooh...ah!...oh...oh my gosh! Oh yes!" Trisha grinned. Two dirty sluts...two nasty whores... She let out a squeal as the man drilled into her extra-hard, sending her reeling forward, and the cheerleader was just barely able to keep her balance by reaching back to grab his thighs, holding onto him as he thrust into her. Two petite cheerleaders, getting gangbanged together! I guess Mandy was right after all! *** The first man who had unloaded his cum in Trisha's mouth had started a trend. The next time, when the man pounding into Trisha's cunt was almost there, he pulled out and raced over to Mandy, shoving the other guy aside, stuffing his cock into the little blonde's drool-coated lips without even asking. Trisha grinned as she watched her friend's eyes widen with surprise, and she knew that her friend was having the same reaction to tasting Trisha's pussy juices, to realizing that she was slurping on a cock that had just been balls-deep in her best friend's twat. But that was all she saw, because in the next instant another man had slid up behind her and sank his cock into her twat. The cheerleader squealed, her body shuddering with lust as she felt his hands close around her little waist, and she forgot about everything else. Back and forth, the room took their turns with the two cheerleaders; one having his fill of Mandy's pussy and then depositing his load in Trisha's mouth, the next one the other way around. Each batch of cum was more delicious than the last, more thick as it slid down her throat. Each time a stranger's cock slid into her mouth, Trisha felt her chest rising with excitement, her tongue eagerly snaking out of her lips to lap up yet another taste of Mandy's pussy cream. Her petite body trembled with jolts of lust with every taste of Mandy's lust, and the cheerleader found herself hungrily watching each man that slid his prick into the little blonde's cunt, silently hoping that he would fuck her faster so he would cum sooner, impatiently waiting for him to run over to her open, waiting mouth and give her another taste of cum and Mandy's juices. Trisha couldn't help it; she had never felt so dirty. What a slut I am...I'm so cum-thirsty that I can't wait for a complete stranger to shove his cock into my mouth...I'm so nasty that I love the taste of my best friend's twat! Her dress was still yanked to her waist, her tits swaying in the air as each man bent her over and drilled his cock into her; her heels teetering on the carpet as she was rocked back and forth, holding onto each man to keep herself from falling forward. Some of the men would fuck her face too hard when they raced over to cum in her mouth, struggling to keep their loads and too used to the motion of pounding Mandy's cunt hard and fast; they would gag Trisha with their shafts, making her chest heave with chokes and drool spill out of her lips Now, a stream of her slobber was dribbling down her chin, splashing onto the floor below her bent-over body, a few drops even catching in her hair as it dangled down below her face, swinging back and forth in rhythm with the pounding she was taking. Mandy's thighs were now quivering with the effort of being stretched for so long, her muscles tense and sore from thrusting her leg straight up in the air. But the blonde kept her position, eagerly offering herself to each man who eased his cock into her, trembling and wobbling on her foot as she moaned and yelped. Trisha had a perfect view of her friend's cunt, soaked and soft, being filled and pumped, stretched and stuffed. The cheerleader feasted her eyes on the sight of her friend, legs stretched in the air taking one fierce pounding after another, her own body shuddering with lust as she watched, mixing with the pleasure gushing through her own abused pussy. "Ooh...oh!...ahhh!!" "Yes! Oh my gosh! More!" The two cheerleaders exchanged whimpers and wails of lust, sending them back and forth, echoing through the room, feeding off the other one's pleasure. Each was engrossed by the sight of the other one, loving the chance to watch her best friend take a hard cock while her own pussy was ravished and violated. Every few moments, Trisha's big brown eyes would catch Mandy's soft blue ones, and the two girls would gobble up the sight of the lust in the other one's faces, their cheeks flushed and red, their chins soaked and dribbling with their own drool, their mouths open and panting as they awaited their next deposit of cum. Trisha still couldn't believe the sight of Mandy like this; the petite girl was still balanced on one foot and bent over, her blonde hair bobbing in the air. Her friend's fright and shyness was gone now; she was eagerly offering her slight, tender body to every man who wanted to take it. She was yelling and shouting her lust out loud now, grabbing desperately onto the hands around her waist, brazenly grinding her hips against every cock that slid in between her slender, trembling thighs. Sweet, innocent Mandy can be just as dirty and nasty as me. Now, rocking back and forth on her high heels, Trisha licked her lips once more, tasting the residue of Mandy's pussy juices; the evidence of Mandy's filthy, carnal pleasure, transported from her sopping cunt to Trisha's waiting mouth on a stranger's hard cock. The dainty cheerleader carefully kept her grip on the thighs of the man behind her, bending over at the waist to give him a better angle, holding on to keep herself from tipping forward as each thrust of his cock sent her little body reeling forward. She could hear his harsh grunts and groans as he drilled into her, his hands tight around her slim waist, pushing her down, keeping her bent forward as she swung back and forth, her long hair dangling. He was panting with the effort of pounding the young cheerleader, his entire body thrown into his strong, thick thrusts into Trisha's twat, his breathing heavy with lust and desire. The entire room was soaked and filled with carnal pleasure. Trisha's and Mandy's wails and cries mixed with the grunting of the men pounding into them, the four bodies moving in rhythm, two cocks powering into two whimpering cheerleaders. Now, Trisha glanced around to see the faces of all the men watching them. She could see the lust shared in each one of their expressions, eyes darting back and forth between the slim blonde and the perky brunette, hypnotized by the two young sluts. They couldn't decide who was a sexier sight; the dainty schoolgirl blonde, with her little leg thrown over one man's shoulder as she grinded against him, or the pouty-faced brunette, with her firm tits thrust out of her yanked-down dress, her thong still stretched between her spread legs as she rocked back and forth on her high heels. "Oooh...yes!" "Ohh...Ohh!" Trisha and Mandy were insatiable, crying out for more. Trisha felt her body radiating and tingling with pleasure, delighting in the feeling of being on display, of being taken and used as just a piece of meat, as nothing but a pussy to be ravished over and over. And sharing this feeling with someone else...it just makes the whole thing better! A shudder of joy wracked Trisha's slender figure as she felt the cock plunge into her cunt, thick and pulsing, hard and hot in her sopping twat, so huge that the cheerleader thought she would burst. Hands tightened around her slim waist as the man's grunts grew louder and more fierce, and Trisha let out a yelp and tightened her grip on his thighs as the thrusts grew even more savage. He was sending her flailing back and forth on her heels as he pounded her, his cock throbbing with his lust, using Trisha's tight pussy with as much strength as he could muster. "Ahhhh FUCK!" He pulled out in just in time, and Trisha staggered backwards as he quickly slipped his meat out of her cunt, carefully jacking himself off with one hand, hurrying over to Mandy. The little blonde eagerly opened her mouth, her blue eyes as wide as saucers with eagerness. Mandy was enjoying the taste of cum in her mouth just as much as Trisha; she was staring hungrily at the throbbing cock, her tongue out and waiting. But the man didn't make it. He only got within two paces of Mandy's flushed face, and then he let out a frantic groan. "Oh Shit!!" His cum spewed forth, splattering Mandy's face with a thick rope of white seed that stretched right across the blonde's open, unprepared eyes. Trisha grinned as she watched the blonde yelp in surprise. More streams of cum showered the slim cheerleader's face even as she took a hard cock in her cunt, whimpering and rocking back and forth as streams of jism dribbled across her nose, her mouth, and both of her cheeks. A trickle of cum ran down and dripped off her chin, waggling back and forth as she bucked against the cock in her twat. But even as she continued to squeal in surprise, Mandy's tongue snuck out and licked around her lips, lapping up the man's seed without even thinking about it, overwhelmed by lust and the desire to taste him. "Yeah, Mandy! You nasty slut!" Trisha heard herself shout, her voice breathless and panting. And suddenly, her cry was echoed throughout the room. "Fuck yeah! What a dirty whore!" "Lick that cum up, little girl!" "Filthy slut!" Mandy's eyes widened as she listened. Then she grinned, and the little blonde reached a hand up to begin to wipe the cum off her face, sucking her fingers clean, gulping down as much cum as she could. More whoops ran through the watching group, and Trisha joined in. Wow! She looks so nasty..cleaning a stranger's cum off herself, lapping it up... Ooh...I want my own load of cum! "Uhhhh!" Without warning the man pounding into Mandy shuddered and raced over to Trisha, his cock swollen, dripping, and pulsing. Trisha's eyes widened in delight as she saw him move towards her, and frantic words tumbled out of her mouth: "On my face! Cum on my face!" The cheerleader stared excitedly at the white streaks of jism streaming down Mandy's face, at her sticky, coated fingers sliding in and out of her drool-coated lips; she desperately wanted the same treatment. "Yes! Please! Shoot it on my face!" "FUCK yeah!" Trisha felt her cheeks twitch involuntarily as a spray of hot, thick cum spewed across her pouty face, impacting on her forehead and dribbling down her little nose and open lips. More streams of his warm seed spurted across her cheeks, covering her entire face, wayward drops splashing in her eyes and her hair. She could feel the hot cum beginning to drip down her cheeks; she could see his thick, pulsing cock just inches from her face, still showering her with hot, powerful streams of spunk. The petite cheerleader was still bent over even though no one was fucking her anymore, and now she took a step forward and eagerly gulped the cock into her mouth, sucking and slurping thirstily. Now, her body shuddered with pleasure as she tasted Mandy's cunt one more time, her tongue skimming up and down the shaft as she plunged him into her mouth. "Ohhh yeahhh..." With a groan, the man pumped one last spurt of cum into the cheerleader's mouth, and she gulped it down in the same moment, savoring the tangy mixture of his and Mandy's juices. Then, he gently pulled himself out of her drooling lips. He stepped backwards to admire Trisha along with everyone else; a petite teenager, still bent over at the waist with her dress yanked down and her thong around her knees, now with fresh, hot cum dribbled all over her pouty face. The cheerleader stayed bent over as she felt a rush of lust course through her body, straining in her high heels as she drank in their stares in grins. Across the room, Mandy was still happily cleaning herself off, and suddenly Trisha realized that every man in the room looked worn out; everyone seemed to have been serviced by one of the two girls. But once more, Trisha found herself being proven wrong. She felt one last pair of hands slide around her waist; another man positioning himself behind the bent over cheerleader. Without even looking, she already knew it must be Dan. The lifeguard always waited to fuck Trisha last, after she had been abused and violated as much as possible, after she had been ravished like only the nastiest of sluts could take. He was always last, and he was always the roughest, pounding the dainty cheerleader with all his strength until he finally filled her pussy with his load. Her body shuddered and jolted with pleasure just thinking about it. Ohhh...his big, hard cock drilling me hard...that's exactly what I need! He's going to pound my little twat while everyone watches, while Mandy is standing only a few feet away...while I still have someone's cum dripping all over my face! It was her favorite moment of the night – the moment that finally made her scream with pleasure as she climaxed on the lifeguard's rod. With a moan of pleasure, Trisha turned to flash a smile at the lifeguard, but then she opened her mouth in shock. It wasn't Dan! It was only some other stranger, with blonde hair and a beard, grinning down at the petite girl as he got ready to take his turn. Trisha felt her stomach turn with disappointment. Where's Dan? Then, she heard a squeal of shock from across the room. Trisha turned and gasped. Dan was across the room, naked, his curly brown hair unmistakable, his thick and bulging cock ready for action, his arm muscles tense as he picked up Mandy, carrying the yelping blonde over to the couch. Mandy's blue eyes were wide with surprise, but as soon as the lifeguard deposited her on the couch, she caught a sight of his hard manhood, throbbing as he stared down at her. Dan's face was dark with lust, his eyes nearly glazed over as he stared down at the dainty cheerleader. He seemed nearly beyond words, lost completely to his desire to take the young blonde. Across the room, Trisha watched, her mouth open in shock. He wants to fuck Mandy...instead of me...? Her eyes widened as she watched Dan reach down and fiercely grab at Mandy's blouse, prompting a gasp of shock from the girl. He pulled apart the shirt, easily ripping it off the slim blonde's body and discarding it on the floor. At last, Mandy's slim chest was revealed, her teenage tits on display with her pink nipples poking out in the air. Mandy shivered slightly in Dan's grip, but she kept looking up at him with her soft blue eyes, silently admiring his hard cock with a shy, eager stare. A low growl of lust came from Dan that made Trisha quiver with lust and envy. Ohhh...I wanted his cock! I want him to fuck me! It's not fair! She was used to hearing that sound whenever he looked down at her own petite body, whenever he was about to punish and violate her cunt. Now, he was staring down at Mandy instead. The blonde cheerleader was clad in nothing but her schoolgirl miniskirt and her high heels, barely five feet tall and sitting on the couch in front of him with her legs stretched out, her eyes pouting sweetly up at him, her hair done up in pigtails, her swollen pussy ready. At the sound of his growl, Mandy's face turned slightly frightened for a second, intimidated by the sight of the towering lifeguard, staring down at her with his face completely clouded with animalistic lust. But she didn't have time to react, as he suddenly picked her up once more. The blonde squealed as he flipped her over, and then plopped her down on the couch once more. Now, she was on her knees on the cushions, facing away from Dan, her little ass peeking out of the bottom of her checkered skirt. In the next second, he had pounced on her, planting both of his muscular hands on her slim back and shoving her down. Mandy yelped again as she tipped forward. The dainty cheerleader crumpled under his strength, her back dipping and her shoulders and head plowing into the couch, even as she stayed on her knees. Now Mandy's ass was sticking up and out at Dan, the rest of the cheerleader's body angled downwards, her back arched and her head buried in the pillows. Trisha gave an envious whimper as she watched the lifeguard mount the couch, kneeling behind Mandy's raised ass, pushing even harder on her back, grinding her face into the couch cushion and forcing her shoulders down. Trisha's entire body was trembling and shuddering with lust, and now she desperately reached back and grabbed at the man behind her bent-over body, pulling him forward, aching for something - anything – to fill her pussy as she ached for Dan's meat. The bearded man behind her quickly obeyed, sliding himself forward, positioning his cock behind the petite brunette's twat. He eased his dick into Trisha at the same exact moment that Dan drilled his shaft into Mandy, and the two cheerleaders burst out with yells of pleasure; Mandy feeling Dan's thick manhood in her pussy for the first time, Trisha quivering with lust as she watched, wishing it was her. "Ohhhh!" "Ahh!" The bearded man had slid his hands around Trisha's little waist, rocking the cheerleader back and forth on her heels, plunging the full length of his cock into her pussy. She could feel his meat plowing into her, filling her, sliding deep between her slender legs. But it was nothing compared to the pounding that Mandy was taking. Dan was driving his hips hard and deep into the little blonde, using the downward force of his entire body to pump her twat well. He kept his hands on Mandy's back, forcing her head into the cushions even as she stayed on her knees, ass up and face down as her cunt was stuffed by his shaft. Dan's expression was dark and thick with lust, and the force of his frenzied thrusts sent Mandy's entire body reeling back and forth on the couch, her heels bouncing, her pigtails flailing, her dainty figure thrown hard against his pounding hips. The couch itself was creaking and moaning, scraping against the floor. Now, as Trisha watched, Mandy frantically planted her hands in the cushions in front of her, pushing back with all her might, digging her knees into the couch as she desperately tried to brace herself against Dan's savage thrusts, struggling to keep her little body upright and in position to take his shaft. Mandy's eyes were wide and wild with lust, her face almost shocked at the pleasure of the lifeguard's vicious strokes, his lust-crazed strength as he drilled her tight twat. As she dug her fingernails into the cushions, bucking back against Dan as hard as she could, her thrilled screams rose and rose in volume, drowning out Trisha. "Oh! Ohh! AHHH!! YES!! Ohhh YESSS!!!" Dan's harsh groans were loud too, as his thick hips powered into Mandy's little ass, each thrust echoing a slap! throughout the room as he drilled balls-deep into the cheerleader's twat. Desperately, Trisha watched Dan violate Mandy, and the petite brunette's own fingers pressed harder into the thighs of the man behind her, and she bent over even further, arching her back, frantically begging him to fuck her harder and faster. The bearded man groaned and pumped into Trisha's cunt extra-hard, but the cheerleader barely even noticed as she stared at Dan's cock, slamming into Mandy's twat with blurry fast speed. Ohhh God...he's ravaging Mandy! He's punishing her little pussy! Why didn't he fuck me??? "Ooh! Oh! Ah! YESSS!!!" Mandy's screams were high-pitched and hysterical, the little blonde driven wild by pleasure, eagerly bucking and slamming her hips into his with such force that the entire couch shuddered with the impact. Trisha could see Mandy's slim chest heaving as she panted, her mouth wide open as she gasped for breath, her entire body working to take Dan's savage fucking. Trisha whimpered as she watched, so jealous that she thought she would burst, and she dug her fingernails into the bearded man's thighs, impatiently thrusting her own hips back into his as fast as she could without losing her balance in her heels. "Harder!" she yelped out, frustrated. "Harder! Deeper!" But the bearded man could barely hear her over Mandy's wild screams, and no one else even noticed. They were all staring at the dainty blonde, her slim, petite figure sprawled across the couch, on her knees so her ass could be drilled by Dan, her slim back arched, her arms stiff and her hands digging into the cushions as she pushed back with all her might. Her schoolgirl miniskirt was flopping uselessly around her tiny waist, her blonde pigtails flailing on her head as she reeled and bucked back and forth. The lifeguard was crouched over her, his hands still driving her down onto the couch, his hips working fast and fierce to pound his cock into her tight twat. It was an incredible sight: the frightened, eighteen-year-old cheerleader who had walked in the room earlier that night, who had fucked only one guy before in her life, was now screaming and thrashing on the couch in carnal pleasure, completely forgetting about everyone else in the room. Mandy's screams were piercingly loud, her cute face sweaty and flushed and frantic with lust. Across the room, Trisha rocked as hard as she could against the cock in her own twat, begging and whimpering for more, boiling with envy as she watched her best friend take her hard pounding. "OHHH! Ohhhh YES! YES, DAN! YES!!!" "FUCK!" Dan growled, panting for breath, his hips powering into Mandy's, his cock stretching and punishing the little blonde. "Fuck yeah, Mandy! You nasty little bitch!" "OOH! YES! AHHH!!" Mandy was pushing back against Dan with all her might, her fingers digging fiercely into the cushions and her legs tense as she bucked back against the lifeguard, fighting to keep herself on her knees as he drove down into her twat over and over. But even so, she was losing the battle. Slowly, each thrust by Dan's cock sent the dainty cheerleader sliding a little lower on the couch, her little frame unable to hold against his vicious pounding. Bit by bit, Mandy was getting closer to lying flat on her stomach, her knees beginning to crumple under Dan's weight, her slim legs trembling as she slowly slid down. But the blonde cheerleader didn't even notice. Her entire body was lost to the thick, hard pumps of Dan's cock, thrashing and bucking wildly in lust, loving the feeling of being filled to the brim by his stiff rod, loving the sound of his harsh breathing and animalistic growls as he slammed and worked her petite figure hard. And suddenly, Dan drilled into Mandy with all his strength, and the girl collapsed under his weight with a wild, ragged scream. She was now lying flat on the couch, her head still buried in the cushions, with Dan's cock buried balls-deep in her sopping cunt. The lifeguard had fucked her so hard that he had pounded her straight into the couch, and now with a loud groan, he unleashed his load in her twat. "OHHHH!!! YESSS!!" Trisha whimpered with desire as she watched Mandy's body begin to tremble on the couch, and the little blonde squeezed her eyes shut as she began to whimper and twitch with lust. Her own body had been pushed over the edge by Dan's climax, by the feeling of his massive rod throbbing and spurting inside of her, and now the blonde cheerleader was orgasming too, bucking on the couch as she felt him deposit his cum inside of her, overwhelmed by pleasure. Trisha glared at the two of them, her body coursing with envy and desire. No! It's not FAIR!! "HARDER!" Trisha screamed out in frustration. "DEEPER!" With one hand she grabbed hold on the man's thighs, yanking him into her cunt, so hard that she knew it must be painful. The other one slid down between her spread thighs, and the petite brunette moaned with frantic pleasure as her fingers found her bulging clit, eagerly grinding into the little red nub. The stranger let out a deep grunt as he felt the cheerleader slam her hips against his, burying the full length of his rod in her aching pussy. At the same moment, he was staring at the slim blonde on the couch, shouting and shuddering in her orgasm, pressed flat on her stomach as Dan put his entire body into stuffing her with his cock. The sight of little Mandy, wailing like a wild animal, digging her fingernails into the couch in pleasure, flopping her schoolgirl's skirt and pigtails around as she thrashed, was all too much for him. Trisha felt his cock begin to grow and throb deep in her twat, and her little canal began to flood with his seed. The petite brunette was still staring at her friend, bucking wildly on the couch, at the muscular lifeguard mounted on top of her, his face deep in lust as he unloaded his cum into Mandy's twat. Trisha's own pussy was hot and desperate with desire as she watched, and now, as the man spurted his jism into her, the cheerleader closed her eyes and continued to massage her eager clit. Ohh...he's abusing Mandy's little body! Trisha thought to herself, her eyes tightly shut, her fingers blurry fast on her red clit. Pleasure was radiating through the cheerleader; the hot cum in her pussy, the cock buried balls-deep in her dainty body, the waves of tingling joy bursting through her hips as she fingered her sopping mound. God...I wish he would abuse me too! I want to taste his cum! I want him to pump his load into me, to use me like the dirty slut I am...like his favorite slut... "Ohhh...yesss..." Trisha whimpered. Her entire arm was now rigid and flailing back and forth, her hand straining and buried between her spread legs as she stood, bent over, in her heels, her fingers grinding hungrily into her clit, pushing her pleasure higher and higher. With her other hand, she kept a tight grip on the man's thigh, making sure his cock stayed buried in her twat as he shot his cum inside of her. Oooh...that's right, I'm a dirty slut! I've taken so many cocks in my pussy...and I want Dan's too! I want him to deposit his load in his favorite whore...his favorite cum dump! "OHHH!!!" The cheerleader trembled with lust now as she felt the hot jism flood her twat, the cock stuffed inside of her spasming with each spurt. Her clit wanted even more, and Trisha eagerly indulged her, frantically ravishing the nub so fast that everyone could hear the wet sounds of her fingers sliding across her sopping mound. "Check out these two whores!" someone shouted. "They're both gonna cum tonight!" "Hell yeah!" Trisha's eyes were still closed, but she drank in their shouts, her fingers still blurry fast on her dripping mound, her body rushing with lust, getting closer and closer. Ohhh...cum in me, Dan! Cum in me! Suddenly, she felt another hand slip between her slender thighs, and a voice speaking just above her. "That's my little slut, Trisha..." The cheerleader popped open her eyes, and looked up to see Dan, standing in front of her, grinning down as he watched her frantically finger herself. "Ohh...Dan..." Trisha breathed, panting now in lust. Bent over like she was, Trisha's face was nearly level with his cock, and she could see that it was still glistening with Mandy's juices, and that one extra dribble of cum had slipped out of his tip, staring to run down the shaft. Like a starving animal, Trisha eagerly strained forward, slipping the tip of his meat into her lips. Dan chuckled and stepped forward, burying more of his shaft in the young brunette's mouth as he gently began to rub her clit. Trisha's entire body shuddered as her tongue tingled with the taste of Dan's cock and his cum, and the now-familiar flavor of Mandy's pussy. Whoops and cheers echoed through the room as they watched Trisha, whimpering and bucking eagerly as two cocks slid into her. Yes! Ooooh YES! The cheerleader imagined the sight in front of them: a petite brunette, barely five feet tall, standing and straining in her heels, bent over at the waist so far that she was face-level with Dan's cock. Her dress was still bunched around her waist, her thong taut between her knees as she spread her slender legs as wide as she could. And two cocks were buried in the cheerleader; one balls-deep in her cunt, filling her with hot cum, the other deep in her drool-coated lips. Ohhh...just think about all those cocks that pumped their jism down my throat...all those loads of cum swishing around in my stomach! A muffled, gurgled scream burst out of Trisha's chest as she gulped down Dan's cock, savoring the taste of Mandy's cunt, of the lifeguard's delicious cum. At long last, the cheerleader felt her body rush with her own orgasm, her pussy spasming with pleasure, her body wracked and trembling as her body flooded with carnal joy. I'm such a naughty slut! And...I'm not the only one! She could still taste Mandy's juices in her mouth, the taste of the blonde's twat, ravished and pounded just as thoroughly as her own. Her climax burst through her in waves, flushing her little body with wild, red-hot pleasure. We're two nasty whores! Two eighteen-year-old cheerleaders that just serviced a roomful of strangers! Two cock-hungry sluts! "Oh...mmf! Ooh...aggh!" Trisha's screams of pleasure were muffled by Dan's cock, and so instead all that came out of the cheerleader were loud gurgles, her slurps even more sloppy than usual, her perky chest heaving as she gasped for breath. Mandy was still sprawled across the couch, panting and whimpering, recovering from Dan's vicious ravishing of her little body. Now, the blonde turned and watched Trisha, sandwiched between two men, slurping noisily on Dan's cock while the man with the beard gave a loud, satisfied groan, and gently eased his cock out of the cheerleader's cunt. Mandy watched as her friend shuddered at the feeling of the shaft sliding from her pussy, and Trisha groaned too, low and muffled, as she felt one last jolt of her orgasm wash through her petite figure. Dan grinned as he stared down at the brunette, and he slid out too, letting his shaft glide across Trisha's slobbery lips. Now, the cheerleader was left alone in the middle of the room, panting in the aftermath of her orgasm, her face coated with cum and slobber, her dainty body flushed. She was still bent over in her heels, and now a single drop of white cum dribbled out of her red, teenage twat. Mmm...that's exactly what I was waiting for! Trisha felt her body fill with relief, with a deep, warm pleasure, and the cheerleader began to head over to the couch, ready to plop her exhausted little body next to Mandy. But at her first step she tripped and wobbled in her heels; she had forgotten that her thong was still stretched between her knees. Oops! Trisha giggled, and then teetered her way over to the couch, her dress still bunched around her waist. At last, the perky brunette collapsed next to the slim blonde, who had sat up to make room for her friend. "Hiya, Mandy!" Trisha beamed, greeting her friend. Close up, Mandy's dimpled cheeks were just as flushed as Trisha's, and her dainty body was clearly tired from being violated so many times. But the blonde's blue eyes were bright and happy. "Hey, Trish!" Mandy piped back, giggling. The two girls laughed as they sat side by side, grinning at each other, each so happy at the way the night had turned out, each glowing at the knowledge that they were surrounded by men, by strangers who had just ravished them together. Who knew that Mandy was such a slut underneath? Trisha thought, beaming. Maybe that's why we ended up being best friends...deep down we're both just cock-hungry whores! We're both nasty enough to take all these hard dicks together! The entire room was circled around the couch, grinning down at the two petite cheerleaders sitting together on the cushions, barely five feet tall and just eighteen years old. The blonde still had her hair up in pigtails, her pussy peeking out of her checkered miniskirt, her tattered blouse discarded on the floor. The brunette's dress was still bunched around her waist, showing off her impressive chest, her slender legs crossed with her thong still tangled around her knees. Trisha grinned. We may look like two sweet little cheerleaders...but we're really the filthiest, dirtiest girls at our high school! She glanced around the room, taking in each man, face by face. She just couldn't stop smiling. "Hey man," Someone nudged the person next to them. "Who's your favorite?" Trisha felt her grin fading a little bit. Favorite...? The second man laughed. "Fuck, that's a hard one! They're both so fucking hot!" "Yeah, they are." Trisha and Mandy both turned towards each other, still smiling. But Trisha could feel her joy dulling a little. "Gun to my head...I think I'd pick the blonde. She's so damn cute...it's just too much fun to fuck her brains out!" Trisha felt her chest sink, and suddenly her jealousy reared its head again. Hey! I'm pretty cute, too...aren't I? "Really?" The first man looked incredulous. "I don't know, man. I can't get enough of that brown-haired one's tits!" Suddenly the entire room was joining the conversation, blurting out their favorite parts about each girl; the way Mandy's sweet blue eyes looked up at you while you fucked her cunt; the way Trisha hungrily gulped down the entire length of your rod and left you buried in her mouth when you were ready to cum. Trisha could still feel jealousy swimming in her stomach, and suddenly the cheerleader felt herself sitting up a little straighter, arching her back a little more, thrusting out her perky tits and spreading her slim legs just a bit. She wasn't smiling anymore. Mandy was her best friend, but still, she wanted to be the nastiest slut in the room. I...I want them to pick me! I don't know why, but...I just do! "Did she deep-throat your cock? She can suck cock man, let me tell you!" "Yeah, but the way the little blonde grinds on your dick...I came so hard!" "What do you think, Dan?" someone asked. The lifeguard had stayed silent the entire time, just watching the two girls sitting quietly on the couch. Trisha looked up at Dan. Her big brown eyes were hopeful as she stared up at the lifeguard who had plunged his cock into her cunt so many times, who had driven the cheerleader wild with lust more than once, who had coerced her into multiple gangbangs. He had shown Trisha just how much the petite cheerleader loved being a naughty whore, had shown her that she was dirtier and nastier than she would have ever imagined, even with Britney. Britney...he drove a rift between me and Britney! Dan grinned down at them, pausing as he glanced back and forth between the two girls. His eyes would rest for a moment on Mandy, the little blonde who had just whimpered and yelped as he punished her dainty body, whose slim legs had spent the entire night spread in the splits as one man after another slid in between her slim hips. Then he would stare at Trisha, the young cheerleader he had violated so many times, fucking her perky body everywhere, from a shower stall at the beach to his own car. "I don't know," he said, finally. "I can't choose." Trisha's heart sank. He...he won't decide? At last, she turned to look at Mandy. He doesn't prefer me...over her?