Holiday Cheerleader Ch. 03

"How was I supposed to know it was you in there?"

Eighteen year old Julie looked at her mother with a look of total disdain after asking what seemed to her like an obvious question.

Marie shrugged timidly, now somewhat sorry she chided her daughter in the first place. She reached for a coffee cup, not wanting to face the girl sitting at the kitchen table.

"When I hear an unusual noise in the extra bedroom...a bedroom that's not supposed to be occupied...in the middle of a party, what do you expect me to do?" Julie asked.

"Walk past and leave us alone," Marie suggested dryly.

"Yeah, right," Julie answered. She took a bite of her bagel and looked over at her brother Justin, who winked.

"And by the way," Marie said, finally making eye contact with her daughter. "What were you doing naked?"

This time when Julie looked at Justin, he didn't wink. It was a much more concerned look on his face.

"Well, uh, I was on my way to the bathroom..."

"Why?" Marie asked.

"Cause I needed to use it?"

Marie shook her head. "I doubt that. Who were you with?"

"Um, like Christine was in Justin's room..."

"Christine?! You were with Christine?" Marie sounded shocked as she leaned back against the counter, unconcerned that her pajama top barely covered her pussy.

"See, Christine and Justin were...like, in the room...and I was just...I was just watching at first..."

Marie tried to contain her smile. She knew it had been Julie's plan all along to get her twenty year old brother together with the gorgeous cheerleader. Christine was attending college with Julie and hers was the image most guys had in their mind as they masturbated the first time after meeting her. Now Marie had double ammunition to try to deflect the discussion away from her own involvement at the party with nineteen year old Todd, the good-looking guy who she was with when Julie so rudely interrupted them.

"Watching them doing what?" Marie asked. "And why did that require you being naked?"

Julie decided to take the offensive. "Nothing we did was anything like what I saw you and Todd doing."

Julie's defiant look didn't scare her mother. Marie was about to reply when Justin said, "What were they doing, Julie?"

Julie was glad to not have to explain why she was naked in Justin's room with Christine, but she felt more than a little uncomfortable going into details of what she saw with her brother sitting there. "They were...uh, together."

Justin pressed on: "Together? How?"

"By the time I finally got the door open," Julie said, "Todd was, like, holding Mom."

Marie and Justin both looked at her silently. Marie would let her go only so far, but Justin wanted it all.

"Todd was holding her up against the door," Julie added before stopping again.

"They were naked?" Justin wanted to know.

"They were more than naked," Julie said.

Finally, Marie decided to step in. "That's enough, young lady. Justin can use his imagination for the rest."

She certainly didn't want to have to explain how she and Julie ended up on the bed together. Marie suspected Julie felt the same way.

"So, don't yell at me for being naked," Julie said, getting up from the table and taking her empty dish to the sink.

As she turned to leave, Marie spanked her on the ass and Julie rubbed herself under her panties, much to Justin's delight. When she was gone and Marie and Justin were alone in the room, their eyes met with mutual anxiety.

Marie was the first to speak. "So, you finally got to be with Christine?"

"Yeah."

"Was it good?" Marie asked, looking at her son from the edge of the counter. She had her legs crossed at the ankles, creating an inviting, tight V near her pussy that her nightshirt clung to. Marie was an exceptionally attractive thirty eight year old woman, still getting the attention of guys Justin's age with her perfect shape.

"Yeah."

"Did you get as hard then as you are now?" Marie's eyes were locked onto the front of her son's gym shorts.

"Mom! Geez, after listening to you and Julie, what do you expect?"

Marie watched Justin wiggle in his seat in an apparent attempt to hide the erection. "It's OK. Or was it Julie that excited you?"

Justin rolled his eyes in frustration, but still looked back at his mother in the end. He scanned her body from her firm thighs up to the ample opening at the top of her shirt. Then he slowly stood up and walked over to her.

"Maybe it was you," he said, standing just inches in front of her, but not touching.

"I doubt that."

"Sounds like you didn't have any trouble making Todd hard," Justin said.

"Justin! That's no way to talk to your mother," Marie exclaimed.

"I think it's only fair that I get to see at least as much as Todd and Julie saw. And it sounded like they saw a lot," Justin said, his hand finally making contact with his mother's hip. He could feel the waistband of her panties underneath her lightweight top.

"I don't think...," Marie began to say. She hesitated as Justin's hand slid behind her and she felt his stiff cock press against her pussy.

"Who got naked first? You or Todd?"

Justin used both hands to grip his mother's tight ass. For her age, Marie had a body that made many of Julie's girlfriends envious. This was the first time Justin took the opportunity to find out for himself.

"I forget," Marie lied.

"C'mon, Mom. It was just last night. You were about to fuck the guy you wore that revealing top for. Now who got naked first?"

Marie felt her son's cock throbbing harder against her body. His hands were pulling up on the bottom of her shirt, exposing more of her ass. "He kind of undressed me."

"Kind of?"

Justin had the shirt up to her waist. He slid both hands inside the back of her panties and caressed her soft skin. He could feel her breasts pressing against his bare chest, the nipples hardening with each question he asked her.

When she didn't answer, Justin asked, "Did you seduce him?"

"He wanted to see my pictures," Marie practically sighed into her son's ear as they clung to each other.

"And you showed him." Justin had the panties half way down her ass. "Was it the pictures on that special disk you have—the unmarked one?"

Marie was a part-time model and her more revealing poses were collected on a CD that she thought was safely stored away.

Marie caught her breath and her body stiffened. "How did you...have you seen those?"

"If you're nice to me, they won't end up on the Internet," Justin said, beginning to pull up her shirt.

Marie had no choice but to let him continue. However, she might not have stopped him anyway. He yanked her nightshirt above her shoulders, looked at her bare breasts for a second or two, then took the shirt off and threw it aside.

"Did he like your breasts?"

"I guess so," Marie said.

"Did he lick them and suck on them?" As soon as he asked the question, Justin's tongue was on one of her nipples, licking it roughly. Soon, his mouth was engulfing her breast and sucking on it. Justin's teeth rested on Marie's nipple, causing ripples of pleasure to run all the way to her pussy.

Justin put a hand inside the front of her panties and found her clit. He rubbed gently at first, but when Marie spread her legs for him, he applied more pressure on the engorged clit.

They kissed, tongues fighting for position. Marie moaned and she couldn't stop herself from putting her hands on Justin's ass, pulling him even closer.

When the kiss was ended, Justin told his mother, "Touch me. Touch my cock. Feel how hard you make me."

Marie only briefly considered disobeying him. Then her hand moved to the outside of his shorts, feeling for the outline of his cock. Once she had it, she gripped more tightly and slid her hand up and down the shaft.

"Take it out," Justin told her.

Marie didn't mess with finding the opening to his shorts. Instead, she pushed them down far enough to free her son's erection. She glanced at it quickly, then put her hand around it and resumed stroking.

"Did you suck Todd's cock before he fucked you?"

Marie's body trembled with fear and excitement. "No."

"Did you want to?"

Marie could only nod.

"I want you to suck my cock," Justin said calmly.

Marie dropped to her knees, beginning to take off her son's shorts in the process. When she had them off, she fondled his cock for a few seconds, watching the tip grow a bright pink. Then she placed her lips on it and kissed him.

She licked a hint of salty fluid off him, then wrapped her lips around Justin's cock and began to suck him deeper. Soon, she was giving her son a blowjob that none of his teenage girlfriends could dream of duplicating.

Justin held his mother's head and closed his eyes. Her lips were so tight; her tongue was so warm and soft. He felt the blood rush through his cock, stretching it to the absolute limit of its hardness. His balls ached while he fucked his mother's mouth.

He was ready to cum. But he had other plans.

"Get up," he told Marie. "Get up and take off your panties."

Marie reluctantly backed away from Justin's cock, then rose and removed the last of her clothing.

"Turn around. Lean on the table."

This was her last chance to stop it.

Marie looked at Justin...and turned to face the kitchen table. She placed her hands on the table, bent over at the waist, and spread her legs.

The slight delay gave Justin just enough time to remain hard, but not on the verge of cumming. He glanced momentarily at the beautiful sight of his mother's ass and open pussy facing him, then put his cock at the entrance to her cunt. The moisture between Marie's legs glistened as Justin inched forward and the tip of his cock disappeared.

Without another word being said, Justin pushed until the entire length of his cock was inside her.

"Oh my God, Justin."

He fucked her slowly at first, feeling the wet walls of his mother's pussy wrap around his swollen cock. Justin gripped her waist and gradually increased the tempo. Marie was flat against the table now, her hands reaching out for the edges. She felt her sensitive nipples sliding back and forth on the table top as Justin thrust his cock into her more forcefully.

"Yes. Fuck me, baby. Yes!"

Marie's cunt clenched the cock as hard as it could, determined to make them both cum as quickly as possible. Justin would have been happy if they fucked all day. But his body was telling him otherwise.

Marie rarely came without playing with her clit at the same time, but the intensity of this unexpected fuck brought her to the edge very fast.

"I'm close. Oh, God. Harder, please!"

The table shook along the floor as Justin drove his cock harder and faster into his mother's pussy. Their joint efforts to urge the other on became louder and more frequent.

"Now. Now!" Marie cried out.

Her feet nearly left the floor as her orgasm began. Justin clung to her hips tightly as Marie bucked on the table and squeezed his cock with her pussy. He could see her wince with pleasure as she lifted her face. Her hair, damp from perspiration, stuck erotically to her forehead.

Once she was done, and settled back down on the table, Justin withdrew his cock. Marie looked back in disappointment, only to find him stroking the soaking wet cock. She watched until hearing him groan, the pace of his masturbation picking up.

Then he slowed down, pumped his cock almost violently a couple times, and began to cum. Marie watched shot after shot of white fluid land on her ass. She felt the warm pools begin to collect and she smiled with satisfaction. His loud groans diminished, as did the amount of cum he was depositing on her.

Marie turned her head to look out the kitchen door. She saw Julie peeking around the corner of the hallway, her hand inside her panties. When their eyes met, Julie ducked out of sight.

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Justin saw light escaping from the barely-open doorway to Julie's bedroom and pushed the door open just far enough to see inside. Julie was sitting on her bed, legs crossed, with her cell phone in her hand. When Justin realized she wasn't going to kick him out, he walked over to her.

"What are you looking at?" he asked his sister.

"Pictures."

Justin leaned over, fully expecting her to pull the phone away. Instead, she tilted it towards him so he had a better look. It took Justin a couple seconds to clearly identify what was going on in the picture, but when he did, he felt his gut tighten.

"Recognize anybody?" Julie asked.

Justin stared at the head-on shot of him fucking his mother in the kitchen. Then Julie moved to the next picture: Justin masturbating over his mother's ass.

"You pervert! Give me that!" Justin said, reaching for the phone.

But Julie was expecting his reaction and quickly had the phone enclosed in her hand, safely on the other side of her body from where he stood. Justin lunged for it, landing on top of Julie as they fell to the bed.

"Owwww," Julie cried. "I'll scream 'rape'."

Justin pressed all his weight down onto his petite sister, still unable to capture the phone. "You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you?"

"Screaming rape?" Julie managed to say.

"No. Being raped. I'm sure it's one of your many fantasies. Now give me that phone!"

Julie felt her brother's hands clutching at her own as she hugged the phone to her chest. Only once did she detect his hands slide across her breasts.

"Before you get yourself all excited and hard, listen to me," Julie said. Finally, Justin began to roll off her.

"I'll make you a deal," she said. "I won't send these pics to all your friends...and mine...if you agree to fulfill one of my many fantasies."

"Name it," Justin said, sitting on the edge of the bed next to her.

"Obviously, I enjoy watching people have sex. I never came as hard as I did when I watched you and Mom in the kitchen. I could hardly get these pictures taken I was cumming so hard," she said. "But my fantasy is to be the one having sex...where somebody might see me. Like, in public."

"Where do I fit into this?" Justin asked.

"You're the one I'm going to have sex with. Where somebody might see us."

Justin looked at Julie with a blank look on his face. "Me?"

"Yes, you. I'll give you three days to figure out a time and place. If you don't set it up by then, the pics of you and Mom get sent," Julie said.

Justin glared at her. "You are a sick, perverted whore."

Julie looked at the phone. "Our friends will love the look on your face when you came all over Mom's ass."

Justin made one last, futile swipe of his hand to get the phone. When it failed, he got up and stomped out of the room...slamming the door shut in the process. Inside, Julie giggled.

It didn't take Justin anywhere near three days to plan Julie's 'fantasy.' The place was easy: the new house being constructed for Todd's parents. Todd was a classmate of Julie's. He was the guy who was fucking Marie when Julie walked in.

The time wasn't difficult: Todd confirmed for Justin that the next evening, after the construction crew left, would be a good time. He'd be there to let Justin and Julie into the house.

The new house was about half done. But many of the interior rooms were still in the rough stage and Todd confirmed for Justin that at least one of the unfinished rooms had a large window facing the street. A busy street.

With everything set, Justin informed Julie that they were on for the next night. To meet Julie's criteria of having the maximum number of people within viewing distance, they agreed to go to Todd's new house at six. It was a neighborhood with plenty of sidewalks and dog owners. Todd assured Justin that several people walking dogs were bound to pass by and rush hour traffic would still be present. When Justin relayed this information to Julie, he could see the gleam in her eyes.

"Let's do it," she said as they headed for Justin's car the following evening. She wore a tank top and jeans, much to Justin's delight. Julie was well on her way to inheriting her mother's full, firm breasts and the top, with no bra, left little to the imagination.

Justin and Julie both felt a flutter of anticipation as they pulled into the driveway of the new house. They pulled up next to Todd's car and got out.

"This is a mansion," Julie exclaimed, looking up at the two-story house.

Todd opened the front door as Justin and Julie approached. He welcomed them in and locked the door behind them.

"Wow," Julie sighed while looking around. "This is SO neat."

The guys let her wander in and out of rooms aimlessly for a few minutes. Then, Todd called them into a very large, empty room that would someday be the front family room. An unfinished stone fireplace on one wall was the only indication of the future purpose of the huge space. A equally gigantic picture window looked out over the nearby sidewalk and street.

Julie stood at the window, looking mindlessly at the expanse of scenery in both directions. As she watched two female joggers approach from the left, Julie failed to notice what the guys were doing behind her. It wasn't until she felt a hand around her right wrist that she paid attention.

"Hey," she said with surprise. Before she could fully turn around to see what was happening, something was slipped over her right hand and tightened.

"What are you...," Julie started to say. By then she could see that Todd was the one holding her and Justin was attaching the end of a long rope to her wrist. "Hey!"

With a quick yank on the rope, the noose around her wrist tightened enough that Julie would never escape it. Then Justin stepped back and tossed the other end of the rope over a large, wooden beam stretching along the ceiling from one end of the room to the other. He hastily grabbed the end of the rope hanging in front of Julie and placed it around her left wrist. Another tug and she was bound by both wrists.

Todd and Justin stepped back to admire the captive teenage girl. The rope was long enough that Julie was able to hold her hands at her side, but no lower. She struggled mightily to free herself, but it only caused the rope to rub sorely against her sensitive skin.

"C'mon, you fuckers. This isn't funny," she cried.

Justin walked around in front of his sister. "You see, Sis. I have my own fantasies. One of them is bondage and you're going to be my first victim. Look on the bright side. You're in front of a picture window with an entire neighborhood within view. What more could you want?"

Justin ran his finger down Julie's neck and between her breasts until finally reaching her tank top. Then he followed the top of her shirt across the middle of her breast before pulling it down slightly, nearly to the nipple.

Julie tried to pull away.

"Now, now," Justin scolded her. "You wanted a voyeur fantasy, right? But what you really NEED is a good fuck. If somebody out there happens to see us, that's even better."

Justin motioned towards the window. "Now why don't you turn a little so they get a good silhouette view of you."

He grabbed his sister by the hips and turned her a quarter turn. "Perfect. What do you think, Todd?"

"I think she's ready," he replied.

"Too bad we couldn't get that top off before we started," Justin said. "We might have to do some surgery."

He looked around the room, then pointed to a stack of tools in the corner. "Todd, see what we have over there that we can use to do some cutting."

Julie nervously watched her friend rummage through the tools, unsure what her brother had in mind. Her stomach turned when she saw Todd emerge from the corner with a very large pair of what looked like carpet or tile snippers.

"Wow," Justin said. "Industrial size scissors."

He took the tool from Todd and turned it from side to side to have a look. Then he moved towards Julie and placed the opened scissors at the bottom of her tank top. "Should I go up, or down?"