Spanked Cheerleader 1
I was a member of our football’s cheerleading squad and proudly ware the short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 14, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breasts to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday’s preceding a football game.
I had little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl’s restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete underneath my well-tailored sweater.
Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasism. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the water fountain I could excite myself with the though that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.
