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I had just turned eighteen teen when I went out for the cheerleading squad because  my parents wouldn't let me until my grades were up. As a result, the  other girls on the squad seemed to not like me, all except Maria, that  is. 

       Maria was the most beautiful girl in school, I thought. I would  dream of what it must be like to be her. She was hispanic, with dark,  creamy skin, brown sparkling eyes and full, pouty lips. What I think  made her so special was her bearing. Unlike a lot of attractive women in  school, she wasn't a tease, but she didn't hide her looks either, she  was completely at ease with herself. Which was unlike me. My breasts had  developed early and I had always been self conscious about them. My  breasts also didn't help me become a cheerleader. 

        It was the first day of try-outs and I had on a sweatshirt and a  pair of running shorts, you know, the ones cut high on the sides.  Anyway, Anne, the cheerleading coach was putting about twenty of us  through the paces. Anne was about twenty-five  and had very angular  features. We later learned she had taken a silver at the national  aerobics championship, and didn't shrink from making us prove ourselves.  Next to her stood Maria, who was the leader of last years squad and  probably the best dancer in the school. Anne and Maria hoped to put  together a squad that could win the national championship. 

        Maria led us through some rudimentary moves, but got  progressively difficult. I was in the last row, behind the girls who had  been on last year's squad. After me nervousness subsided, I actually  began to enjoy the routines we were doing, that is, until my bra  snapped. I tried to continue, but my large breasts were flopping around  inside my sweatshirt. Some of the girls began to laugh, and my face  turned red, and I ran to the locker room. 

        Inside, I tried to hold back my tears. That's what I get for  trying to be like other people, I thought. Might as well face the fact  that you're a freak. 

        "Are you O.K?" I turned around and saw Maria with a concerned  look on her face. 

        "Uh, yeah. I'll be fine." I crossed my arms across my chest as  Maria sat next to me on the bench. 

        "You need a sports bra, Amy." She put her hand on my back and my  face got hot. "Are you busy right now?'" She asked. 

        "N-no." I replied. 

        "Come on. We'll go to the mall and get one. I'll drive." She  gave me a smile that put me at ease. 

        "O.K." I answered. 

        I changed into my sweater and my jean skirt and cowboy boots  (this was the late eighties and that was in style). Maria came around  the corner wearing  a red blouse, a pleated black skirt, black socks and  black reeboks. I told Maria that going to the mall maybe wasn't such a  good idea, and showed her how the darkness of my nipples could be seen  through my sweater. Maria stepped forward,took hold of the sweater on  either side of my breasts and shifted the sweater as to cover my  nipples. Her touch sent a shock through my body. 

        "There, that she be OK for our purposes" I was incredibly  turned on at this point and began to question my sexuality. Was I a  lesbian? Was Maria? The thought excited me like none had before. 

        We hoped in her Mustang and drove out of the parking lot. When  we drove over the speed bumbs, My breasts would bounce. I blushed again  and Maria laughed. "Do you know how much woman pay to have breasts like  yours, and here you are hiding yours." Maria wore sunglasses while she  drove, and we made it to the mall. We went into the department store and  began to look thorugh the sports bras. 

         "How big are you?" She asked. 

        "36D" I said. "Yeah, I'm only 5'2 so I have to get dresses two  sizes too big so they'll fit over my boobs. I would give anything to  have a body like you."

        "Oh thank you. You're sweet." 

        "You must really work out a lot." 

        "Would you believe not? All I do is dance."

        "You make me sick." We both laughed, and I went into the  dressing room to try the bra. 

        Inside the dressing room I took off my sweater and was about to  start putting on the bra, when I got a sudden urge. I went to the door  and put my eye up against the space between the door and the door jam  and looked at Maria, looking through the racks of lingerie. My crotch  ached and grew warm. I lifted my skirt around my waist and began to rub  my pussy though my blue cotton panties.  I tried to be as quiet as possible, but I guess Maria started to wonder what was taking me so long, because I'm pretty sure she peeked in at one point.  But she didn't say anything, and after we bought everything she took me home.
 

        The next day at cheerleading tryouts, I sorted my new sports bra  under the thick T-shirt I wore. I followed each routine Anne and Maria  showed us. I had been worried that I may wind up watching Maria dance  and get turned on, but the moves she did required my full concentration.  I realized then that I was the best dancer of the new girls and probably  better than most of the returning cheerleaders. Next Maria led us in a  cheer, which I also found I had no problem with. 

        After try outs, we headed for the communal showers, the  returning cheerleaders in one and us new girls in another. I was glad I  didn't have to be distracted by Maria's naked body, but there were  plenty of other nice ones to see. As a result, I kept my eyes closed and  washed as quickly as possible. 

        Maria offered me a ride home, and the car was thick with the  smell of ivory soap and the apple shampoo that Maria must've used.  Instead of dropping me off, thought, she sort of invited herself.  We went up to my bedroom, and suddenly Maria  pulled out a long ivory colored wand that reminded me of a  long, thick finger. 

        "Is that a dildo?" I asked, wide eyed. 

 But Maria didn't asnwer.  She just walked up to me and gave me a kiss – a French kiss.  The she stepped back and told me, a little sternly, to take off all my clothes.  I blushed, but did as she said.  When I was done she told me to squeeze my nipples until they were hard, and then to rub myself "the way I'd done at the store."  When I was good and moist and almost ready to cum, Maria suddenly told me to stop and said "On your knees, bitch." and then she pulled my face up under her skirt and between her legs.  The front of her panties was moist, and I knew just what she wanted me to do.  I pulled the panties aside and began to lick her pussy, inside and out.  Mmm.  It was such a wonderful taste and feeling.  As Maria got hotter and hotter she took my head in her hands and rubbed my whole face roughly against her, while I kept my tongue working against her clit as best I could.  And then, with an incredible shudder, she came.

 Then it was my turn.  Maria took the dildo-vibrator and turned it on.

        "Do you want it in your ass?" She asked. 

        "Yes." I answered breathlessly. 

        "Tell me what you want, you nasty bitch."

        "I want it in my fucking ass!" I yelled, and that's just what I got.  And when I finally relaxed, Maria gave me another long kiss.

 "I think you'll be a good addition to the cheerleading squad" she said, and then she left.