I awoke the next morning to Rachel shaking me awake. Startled, I looked down at my comforter to make sure it was covering me since all I was wearing was my mom’s old black lace bikini panty. After a moment of relief that my secret wasn’t revealed, I registered that Rachel already knew my secret. After raising my head, I saw that Kristin and Rachel were in the room wearing their cheerleading outfits.
Rachel quickly asked, “So, did you enjoy dressing as Jamie last night?”
My mind flashed through everything that happened over the past twenty-four hours – getting caught in my pink thong, getting my first and most incredible blow job, and getting dressed up by the two girls. I nodded my head, trying to contain my excitement.
Rachel responded, “Well, we have a favor to ask. We need you to fill in for one of the girls on the team. She’s really sick and we can’t do any of our routines without someone to fill in for her.”
My eyes widened at what her question meant, which was dressing up in public for almost the entire school to see. I started to incoherently rant about how while I enjoyed myself last night, I wouldn’t feel comfortable dressed up in front of everyone. As I continued, I saw Kristin give Rachel a look, causing Rachel to make her way out of the room and Kristin to move towards the bed.
She reached under the comforter and moved her hand down to the waistband of my panties. She snapped the elastic and whispered into my ear, “Those are some soft panties, Jamie. I know how much you much love wearing them.” As she whispered, she ran her fingers along my lace encased shaft, causing it to stretch the fabric covering it.
As she continued to tease me, she whispered, “I think you’d really love being a cheerleader Jamie. We get to wear the cutest outfits and cheering the team on is so much fun. I’d be so thankful if you helped us. Think about how much fun we’d have!”
Fears be damned, I couldn’t stop thinking about getting dressed in a cheerleader outfit by Kristin and Rachel. It definitely helped their cause that my cock was throbbing from the soft lace rubbing against my sensitive cock. A little too loudly, I told Kristin that I’d do it.
At that, she returned a smile and a quick peck on the cheek. Next, she quickly pulled down the comforter and revealed my strained black panties. She ran them down my legs, causing my cock to stand straight into the air. She nodded in approval and let me know that I’d have to shave my legs before the game. She hurried out of the room, quickly returning with a pink razor and shaving cream.
