Taking One for the Team Pt. 04

Friday morning Lisa didn't push as hard as we ran. Instead we chatted more. She told me camera guy was actually a friend of hers, but she had no idea who the other guy was. Rob didn't text, which didn't bother as much as it should have. Lisa and I talked about men, women, sex, life, just everything. She was less dominant, and more a friend. She even bought me a biscotti to go with coffee at the Starbucks we passed. She asked if I was nervous about Sunday. "Don't be. I think you're going to be a great girlfriend for Scott. For us." This time she did the blushing.

Saturday I still didn't hear from Rob. I did get a message from Scott, though. He couldn't wait for gameday. I practiced walking in the heels, I practiced speaking, and I practiced sucking cock on the toy I had bought.

Sunday morning, I got there early, as agreed. Lisa's cousin Gloria greeted me and took me to the guest bedroom. A cheerleader outfit, complete with pom-poms, was laid out on the bed. There was also a bowl full of condoms and a bottle of lube on the nightstand - I was pretty sure I was spending the night.

Gloria handed me a pair of panties with a pouch for my cock, that kept it tucked back and my body looking feminine. Gloria helped me put on the stockings and heels. Then she used spirit gum to stick the false tits to me. She played with them a little, after the glue dried, to make sure they wouldn't come off.

She got me dressed, then began to do my hair. She did a pair of braids, with bows in our team colors at the end. Then she did my make-up. I was able to identify most of what she was doing, which made me feel proud. A month ago I wouldn't have known most of it. She applied it thick, giving me a pin-up look. Then she gave me fake nails. trimmed and polished. I barely recognized myself in the mirror, and I felt so pretty.

Gloria had taken pictures throughout the process, and asked if she could use them to advertise her service. The thought that she thought I was pretty so completely overwhelmed whatever worry I had about being recognized. I even did a few cheerleader poses for her. I couldn't get into the full split, but the yoga classes had definitely already made an improvement. I thought about how I could manage if I kept at it, and part of my brain asked me if this was a sex thing or a new lifestyle thing. I put that thought on hold and walked out into the living room.

"Hey, Michelle, so glad you could make it." Lisa greeted me, putting herself between me and Scott. "Scott, get up and greet our guest." Scott got up off the couch, and Lisa stepped aside so he could see me. He paused a moment, looking me up and down, and my confidence shook.

"Wow, Michelle, you look fantastic." He took my hand and kissed it, and my stomach did flip-flops. I smiled and said thank you in my most feminine voice. I sat next to Scott on the couch as the pregame began. I was horny, and my ass ached for his cock. But there was football to watch, and Lisa to contend with. She had the ultimate say over what was going to happen tonight. So I sat back and watched the game, sipping at beer, sometimes Scott was holding my hand as we watched together.

After the first quarter, the doorbell rang and a few more people showed up. Immediately Scott kept his hands to himself, and I felt awkward. Lisa introduced them as some of her co-workers, including her boss, Jeremy. I nibbled at snacks, and tried to avoid chatting so as to not reveal my secret. None of these people knew me, and none had any reason to think I was anything other than Michelle, a super-dedicated fan who liked to dress as a cheerleader. One of the guys kept chatting with me, and I couldn't help myself but to flirt back. Jeremy kept looking at me, but never said a word.

Eventually the game ended, and the company left. The flirty boy left me his number, and I heard Jeremy say a few things to Lisa about me. I couldn't hear the conversation,but I did hear my name from Lisa. Definitely something I was going to have to ask about later.

Lisa ordered Scott and I to join her in the guest bedroom. She told Scott to sit down on a chair, and had me sit next to her on the bed. "Scott, you know how you like to watch me make out with a woman?" Scott nodded, and Lisa began to kiss me. She invaded my mouth, and I grabbed two hands full of her tight ass. God, it felt good. She took off her top, and let me suck at her breasts. My raging hard on was trapped inside its pouch, but I wanted her badly. Lisa pulled me off her tits and walked me over to scott, who had pulled his cock out. It was rock hard and twitching as she kneeled on one side of him. I knelt on the other, and the two of us began kissing his cock as well as each other. We both sucked him in to our mouths, and our tongues danced together up and down his large cock. I was in heaven. Scott started grunting, and I knew he was getting close. I wanted to swallow his load, but Lisa pulled me off him and straddled him. His cock was in her in a flash, and she rode him hard. He pulled me in for a kiss and screamed into my mouth as he shot his load into his wife. She ground on him, and I could feel his moans of pleasure. She grabbed my hair and pulled me off him. She physically dragged me to the bed, and she laid on it. "Oh, Michelle, my slut. come here and clean his cum from me." I climbed up on the bed after her, and knelt at the end of it, parting her legs. I locked eyes with her for a moment, before lowering my lips to her pussy. I could smell Scott's cum before I even began to taste it.

I have never enjoyed eating pussy as much as I enjoyed that one. I felt her push his cum out, into my mouth, and I moaned. I jammed my tongue as deep as I could inside her, then began to lick and suck around her clit. I bobbed up and down on it, like a little cock, and pushed a finger inside her. Scott had been forgotten in my lust, until i felt his hands raise the skirt of my cheerleader outfit, and yank down my panties to my knees, freeing my cock in the process. I felt the lube drip between my cheeks, and Scott's cock began to spread it around. I let out a moan as the head of his shaft pushed into my ass.

"That's it baby. Fuck my girlfriend while she eats my pussy. Such a tight slut." I moaned loudly as Scott pushed further in, and Lisa slid out from under me as Scott began to fuck me harder. I felt so full, and Scott's hand on the back of my neck made me feel somehow secure. I was being fucked by a good, strong man. Scott shot his second load of the night into my ass, and I was close to cumming. Lisa slid back under me, and we grappled in a tight 69. I licked furiously, and she came against my mouth. that sent me over the edge, and I finished in hers. She kissed me deeply, pushing my cum into my own mouth. She helped me out of the rest of my cheerleader outfit, and hugged me close, her tits pressed against mine. She kissed me deeply, lovingly. Then scott laid down on the bed, and we joined him, on either side. "You're a lucky guy, Scott. In bed with your wife and your girlfriend. " i beamed, and Scott kissed his wife, then me. "Yes, I am a lucky man."

I dozed for a bit, snuggled up to Scott. When I woke, Scott was asleep, but erect in my hands. Lisa was nowhere to be seen. I stroked his cock lightly, and he stirred but did not wake. This is my boyfriend, I thought to myself. Or at least one of them, some of the other men came in to my mind. I wonder if anything could top this. Feeling love and sexy all at once, I got up and straddled Scott. I applied lube to his cock, and lowered myself on to it. Scott woke up, and I just whispered "shh" to him. Slowly, I began to ride him. I was so turned on by his cock. I thrust up and down, until it was fully inside me. Then i began rocking, feeling him slide up and down my ass. "Oh, god, Michelle, I love your pussy." I rode him harder and faster and he grabbed my hips, setting the rhythm as he pounded in to me. He fucked me with utter abandon, and I cried out in delight. His hot cum poured into me, and I lost control, shooting my load on his chest. Oh, he felt so good to me. He kissed me deeply and got up. "Looks like I need a shower. Get some sleep, honey." And although I passed out alone, I felt content. I was a slut, but a damn good one.