EroticReverie

*commissioned*

While cleaning up in the bathroom , which consists of me washing the cum from my face, and washing my tits with a little bit of soap and a wash cloth, I hear voices. I pause when I turn off the water and listen. It's Brett and his dad. My heart races. 

"In the bathroom, just got here" I hear Brant answer his son. 

I hear the footsteps coming towards the door and then the knock.

"Babe?" Brett's voice comes through the door.

I force down the guilt and pretend everything is perfectly normal. 

"Yea?" I say my voice maybe a bit TOO cheery, I tone it down. 

"Can I come in?" he asks. 

"Yea, just drying my hands." I say and reach out and start to dry my hands on the towel on the rack as he he walks in. 

I peek over my shoulder.

"Hey babe" I say tossing him a playfully smile as his face lights up like it does everytime I wear my cheer uniform.  One of the many outfits he knows I don't wear panties under. 

He closes the door behind him, not even bothering to lock it as he stalks up behind me as I drop my hands from the towel. 

I giggle, cause before I can turn around his hands are on my waist. His nose nudging against my ear. 

"Missed you babe" he says and I can tell what he means by miss me as he grinds his cock into the butt of my skirt and against my ass through his shorts. 

I giggle. "I can tell" I answer as I nudge my ass back against him playfully. 

He turns my face to him and I smile, wondering if he can sense it at all , that I cheated on him, with his father. 

"You're so sexy" he whispers and kisses me. My breath hitches and I feel guilt knowing, his own fathers cock was just in my mouth. 

"Babe!" I pull back in a little whisper shout. 

"Your dad's home!" I whisper yell, turning my head, but he doesn't stop, he grinds into my ass.

"When has that ever stopped us?" he laughs slightly and his one hand slides down the front of my skirt as he kisses my neck. 

His hand creeps up the front of my skirt going directly to my pussy. 

"HOLY FUCK" he groans in a loud whisper. 

"BABE" he groans, as his fingers push against my pussy, up and down my soaked slit , and I know all of me is soaked, from cunt, to clit, to lips, all of it. I'm a mess, all because of...his father. 

"YOURE SO FUCKING WET" he whispers in my ear. I shift. 

"We can't do this right now ...he's right out there" I whisper as Brett refuses to hear what I'm saying, hypnotized by my drenched cunt. 

"Fuck Abby..you've never been this wet before..." he groans. "You miss me that much babe? he whispers in my ear. 

"Yess" I hiss, it's a lie. I didn't have time to miss you, between making out with your dad and sucking his cock, oh, and having his cum all over me. 

"God babe....I don't have any condoms down here." he says. 

I shake my head. "It's fine...we can wait till later" I whisper. 

"Hell no....come on...let's go to my room" he whispers. Before I can argue , he's pulling me from the bathroom through the hall , through the house and to the stairs to the second floor.

"Leave your door open" his father calls out, a reminder him and his wife always call out, we always obey the rules, but it never stops us from fucking quietly, or going down on each other, or me jerking him off , or being fingered. 

"Yep!" Brett says in response as we fly by Brant, and I pass him a quick look over my shoulder, her raises a brow and smirks. He knows what we're doing. He knows, HAS to know how horny, sucking his cock made me. 

"Bend over the bed baby" Brett says unzipping his shorts, and I do it, because I'm fucking soaked, and don't require more touching or kissing, I'm ready, and he's going to reap the rewards that his father didn't get a chance to before he woke up. 

"God baby, you look so fucking hot" he says as I flip my skirt up, listening to the rip of the foil package as he opens the condom and I look over my shoulder and grin, wiggling my ass. He laughs slightly, walking to me and slaps my ass. I jump and he grabs his cock. 

I let out a whimper as his head pushes against my needy hole. 

"Fuck" he groans at the sounds of my wet pussy as he fucks me with just the tip over and over, teasing me. 

"I wish I could feel you bare babe" he says. I look over my shoulder again, reaching back I grab my one ass cheek and pull, stretching myself open.

"Fuck me" I whisper. 

"Put it in me" I moan. 

He groans and slides in. I hiss through my teeth and let out a satisfied moan as grunts a breath, and then pushes my hand away, and grabs both cheeks and spreads them himself. 

"Fuuuuuck" he groans. "Shit, that's so wet" he says as he thrusts and I pant quietly as he thrusts in and out, both of us can hear the sounds of his cock fucking my wet cunt. 

"Mmmbaby" I moan. "harder" 

He groans, and goes harder, the sound of his hips start to smack against me, our soaked parts slapping together. He slows down, because we never know if that sound can travel out the open door , down the hall and down the stairs upon listening ears. 

"Harder!" I whisper yell and moan. 

"Babe, i cant, he'll hear us" he says 

"I don't care Brett" I whine. "fuck me" 

HE groans and leans forward, pushing my head down to the bed and I moan grabbing the sheets.

His hands grip my waist as he fucks me fast, but his thrusts arent full they arent deep, he's trying to keep the sounds of our sex from happening and I bite the sheets in frustration. 

"god! Fuck me!" I exclaim in a loud whisper as the sheets snap from my teeth after pulling from them. 

I feel myself deflate as I feel his hips jerk, and his tell tale groan come from his mouth, slightly strangled as he tries to quiet his release. 

I whimper as I relax on the bed, knowing it's over. Knowing that once Brett cums, that's it. 

"Fuck baby" he groans and leans over me , kisses my shoulder before sliding out. 

"That was so fucking good" he says. I roll my eyes to myself.

"Mmmhmmm" I agree anyways, because it wasn't terrible, but I didn't get mine. 

Brett slides out, walking over to his trash bin, he slips the condom off and deposits it in the trash. 

I push up and he groans as I turn over , scooting onto his bed. Pushing myself back onto the bed, leaning back on my hands as I spread my legs, showing him my glistening wet cunt. 

"Mmm" he says licking his lip. 

"You know i would babe" he says then nods to the clock. 

"But we have to get back to school." he says. I look at the clock and sigh , because even though I just finished practice, since we have a game tonight, they have a short practice, and the cheerleaders always set up a fucking display of snacks and drinks for the team, and and make the hand drawn banner they run through before every home game. I sigh and nod. 

"Promise, i'll eat you real good later" he winks and turns , shoving his cock back into shorts. 

"Mhm" I say and push myself up off the bed.

"I'll go wait outside" I say, and he just nods while he grabs a change of clothes for after the game. 

Coming down the stairs. I gasp when hands grab me and spin me, putting me against the wall face first.

"What are you-" I gasp again when Brett's father's hand is up my skirt and his fingers and plunging upwards into my soaked cunt. 

I moan and tremble. 

"Shhh" he groans in my ear. 

"Did you cum already?" he groans. 

I shake my head. 

"that little punk...." he says.

My nails dig at the wall. 

"He's gonna be coming down" I pant as his fingers keep coming.

"And youre gonna be coming all over my fingers." he groans in my ear. 

I gasp and listen to the sound of my wet pussy gush around his fingers as I beg for my orgasm to come quickly. 

"I cant wait to put my dick in your little cunt Abigail" he groans in my ear and I moan scratching at the fucking walls. 

"Just know, tonight, when you're on the field, me and all the other horny fathers, will be thinking about the tight little cunt you've got locked away in those little shorts, under this skirt....we'll all thinking about fucking you while you hold onto those little pom poms" he groans and I moan , his fingers sliding out, I gasp, my cunt aching as he steps away, and walks away, and I stand up straight, straightening my skirt as I hear Brett coming down, I must have missed the sounds of his feet in the hall, good thing his father realized or we could've been real fucked. 

"Later dad" Brett says, his father yelling from the other room.

"Drive safe!" Brant yells and I pick up my back pack slinging it over my shoulder. 

My cunt is wet the entire time me and the girls set up, even after slipping a pair of panties from my duffle bag on, and my shorts, it feels like I'm sopping wet, and I can feel the squish of my juices as I walk, my soaked lips rubbing together and I wish I had the time to go get myself off. But the girls won't be happy if we don't get the banner done in time to dry before the game. So I suck it up.

--

I don't forget what Mr. Jacobs said as I stand on the side of the field with the girls, doing one of our more "sexual" cheers. I notice the fathers, some of them , most of them, watching with more than just casual observance.  The words of the cheer aren't sexual, but few of the moves are a little more risky than the school might like. But they don't say anything really.

I catch Mr. Jacobs eyes on me, Celia his wife is watching us as well, but her eyes dont lock on me, they skim the girls, ...casually observing. Not eye fucking me like her husband. 

I feel the ache in my cunt as his eyes don't fucking leave me, his eye brow cocks when we kick our legs high, and I know he's trying to catch the glimpse of, what did he say? The way the shorts form to our pussies?

He grins and looks away eventually as the cheer ends and the boys huddle back to the field. 

I cheer on Brett and the other players, me and the other girls screaming through out the first half as they dominate the field. 

When half time is called, the girls stands by the tunnel entrance cheering the boys as they go back to the locker rooms. 

Like he does everytime, even though he's not supposed to, when Brett jogs through he stops, grabbing me, pulling me into him for a hot, sweaty, open mouthed kiss, until the coach yells and I blush, and the girls all coo, while the rest of the guys laugh , high fiving him. 

The girls on either side of me Kate, and Devon nudge me with their elbows as they do every times, teasing me. 

I roll my eyes and laugh, throwing my pom poms up cheering as the rest of the boys file in. 

"Do I get one too?" one of the boys yells, pretending to come to me, and I push him with a laugh. 

"In your dreams!" I yell , it's a running joke, he does it every time. 

When the guys are done filing in, we go back onto the field. 

A few of the girls will stay on the field, but most of us will roam, to either get some refreshments, pee, whatever. 

As me Nicole, Brandy, and Devon walk to the restrooms together, Nicole squeals.

"There's Brett's dad" she whispers behind me to Brandy. 

"Dude, he was like totally eye fucking me tonight!" She whispers , but it's loud enough I can hear. Nicole is right behind me when we're lined up and I smirk.

"oh my god, really?" Brandy asks. 

"I wouldnt mind being dick fucked by him too" Brandy giggles and I can't help but laugh , as we all do. 

"Sick you guys" I say but notice him looking over in our direction, holding a can of coke, drawing a long sip from it.

"Whatever! You'd totally think the same if you weren't dating his son" Brandy says.

Little do they know, I do more than think it now. 

"Right, whatever" I laugh casually as we stroll into the restrooms. 

"Meet you guys out there" I say as they hang by the mirrors and straighten their ponytails and readjust the bows we all wear as I exit the bathroom. 

I see him standing near the concession still, so I walk over, he grins and I smile , looking around at the other people as he turns and walks away, around the concession stand, behind it, and I follow. 

But he keeps walking, and I keep walking too as he walks to the parking lot, and I follow still, biting my lip, staying a good ways back from him, even though there's nobody else in the lot right now. 

I feel my heart beat race as he takes the keyfob from his pocket unlocking their suv, and he opens the back door, and looks back at me as I come up the rows of cars, and he smirks. 

"Get in" he says and my breath hitches as we both look around and I duck inside the back, moving over on leather seat and he gets in the back with me closing the door. 

"Take your shorts and panties off" he says reaching forward, setting his soda in the cupholder up front and then leaning back into the seat, he grins when he sees me obeying him, pushing my shorts and panties down. 

He grins and starts to unbuckle his belt as he grins and then pushes his pants down. I gasp , seeing his hard throbbing cock once again, my pussy clenching at it's size, already feeling sore from just fucking looking at it. 

"We're going to have to make this quick." he grins.