Cheerleaders Free 2

Then she slipped off her right
shoe and she wiggled her toes and arched her instep very suggestively.
Soon he noticed she was eyeing him as well and their eyes locked for
several intense moments. Vanessa Carter was used to the hungering
stares from boys ever since she'd been an over developed twelve. In
high school she'd banged around quite a bit. She had no inhibitions
as far as she knew but she'd come from the Deep South and down there
white boys weren't generally allowed or interested. Sure, sure
segregation had been supposedly done away with but you couldn't
legislate morality. There was something different in this white boy's
eyes. She could see a consuming hunger in them along with kindness and
perhaps a smidgen of respect. He looked sixteen or seventeen to her
although she knew he had to be eighteen at least. The interested white
boy had very attractive and deep gray eyes, a ready smile accented by
an adorable dimple, light brown hair and a slim yet solid build. She
was thinking to herself how big his dick was and if he knew how to use
it. Well maybe she'd give the white boy a chance to find out. She'd
never had a white boy before and it might be a lot of fucking fun. She
gave him her most sexy, heart-rending smile. She almost laughed as his
mouth opened in awe. Her white teeth dazzled and her eyes shone, those
dark brown eyes that promised him everything, maybe. When the class
finally ended he broke the ice. His hands were sweaty and his throat
dry. Christ the black lynx was a walking wet fucking dream. He
didn't dare get up because he was harder than granite. "Good afternoon
miss. My name is Hal Rutledge what's yours?" She leaned towards him
and gave him her sexiest low voice, "Hi guy. I'm Vanessa Carter. I
camp out over the Addison dorm. I couldn't help noticin' you noticin'
me." She waited for him to reply. She could see he was nervous and
she found that sweet. At least he had manners and that was a
refreshing change. He looked at her and croaked, "I'd like to get to
know you better Vanessa. You've hit me like a ton of bricks." She
liked that. It was a new line at least for her. It was quite a bit
more subtle than "Do ya wanna get laid babe?" She asked, "Does my
color make ya nervous?" Hal for just a moment seemed to get a lot
older. His reply made her feel much more comfortable. "Vanessa I'm
hoping it won't make any difference to you. I think our country has
had too much racism and it's time it came to an end." They walked out
of the classroom hand in hand and she whispered in his ear, "I'm not
blind Hal. Ya look at me like ya wanna really do me but I think we
should know more ‘bout each other dontcha think?" Her arm felt so warm
against his and her perfume was driving him wild. He was walking with
one of the dream cheerleaders and she was at least somewhat interested.
He met her glance and almost walked into a cooler. She laughed, "Cat
got you by dee tongue Hal?" He tried levity, "I've got to word this
right or else you'll just think I want to jump on your bones." She
laughed again. It was a warm responsive laugh showing acceptance of
his thought. He went on, "I don't know what happened Vanessa. I see
you sitting near me and I can't get my eyes off you. It's like I've
just gotten out of jail and met mega woman." She smirked, "tsk, tsk,
tsk. Mega woman! I've never been called mega woman befo. I kinda
like that bro. How ‘bout I call you white trash?" He snickered and
then laughed, "Why not eh? White trash and mega woman, what a combo."
He was five foot eleven and boy was this lush piece long, lean and
leggy. She was almost as tall as he was perhaps two inches shorter but
her hair and those fucking sleazy heels made her look taller. He could
feel her hip sway against him as they walked. He didn't care where
they were going so he let her lead. He asked, "So where are you from
Mega woman? Where have you been all my life?" She looked into his eyes
again with a mischievous grin, "I saw ya at d game Friday night. I
seen you gawkin' at us at half time. I'm from Lexington Kin tuck." He
felt her simmering body heat and his arm went around her waste
without any possibility of being held back. She didn't shy away in
fact she put her arm around his waist in like manner. He said was
honest feeling, "It must be difficult for you to be so far from your
home and folks. I'm from upstate New York my self. I'm from a hole in
the wall known as Carthage. It's about fifteen miles outside of
Watertown." She leaned into him as they trudged oblivious of everyone
and everything else. She giggled, "I heard of Watertown. We call it
H2o town." They laughed and he replied, "Sounds like a chemistry joke.
You take that in high?" She definitely was getting to him. He could
feel part of her left tit rubbing so slightly against his side. Christ
she was such a mouth watering looking minx. He wanted to nail her on
the spot but he listened to her answer. "Well white trash I sho did I
done took college prep so I could come here just to meet you?" He
hugged her closer, "Well mega lady I'm glad you did. It's so hard
today to meet a friendly person." Then he stopped for a long moment
and looked right into her deep dark brown eyes, "Are you as lonely as
I am?" "You better believe it honey. I don't know what's happenin' to
us but it's sho powerful." They started walking on again. Her hand was
moving around now. She was feeling his hip and wandering around his
flank and even his belly a little. He was sure there was a signal there
somewhere. His cock was so hard he was having trouble walking normally.
Vanessa could feel her cunt practically boiling. It was definitely
dripping and she knew her panties were sopping wet. She was wondering
when he was going to say the magic words, pop the big question, go for
the home run ball and God did she want to ball him. She liked his
light brown hair and his clean-cut look. Those soft gray eyes sent
shocks right through her if he looked the right way. They were leaving
the area of the classroom buildings and finally he whispered in her ear
that sported an outrageously long thin earring. "Vanessa, how would you
like to get much better acquainted before we get better acquainted?"
She looked into those searching, hungry eyes and answered, "Are you
suggesting what I think ya are?" He nodded while smiling at her with a
nervous upward twitch of the lips. Then she whispered into his eager
ear, "Why don't we sneak up to your room and we can talk for awhile,
hmmmm?" She liked the way he'd asked and the fact that he'd asked. Her
pussy was aching now and her own hands were getting sweaty as they
approached his dorm. She hadn't felt quite this way before. It felt
like her pussy was burning inside. She knew there was only one way to
eleviate this need and the quicker the better.