Chapter 1: Three Cheer Sluts Obey the Chat

Note: This story was commissioned by n1one!

Greg Martin

I was unemployed. Again. I’d hear it from my mom, but she wasn’t here at the lake house. My parents owned it. I could stay out here. Relax. Watch my sister and her two cheerleader friends practicing their moves down by the lake.

I was up on the second-floor balcony, sitting on one of the patio chairs watching them prancing around by the lake in their pink skirts and white tops. They shook their pompoms, their boobs bouncing in such exciting ways.

Three hotties. Even my cunty little sister. That was Stacy. Tall. Long, black hair. Round tits. The smallest boobs of the group. Next up in breast size was Nathalie. She had long, red hair and was the most acrobatic of the group. Right now, she was doing a headstand, her skirt falling down to expose those dumb bloomers they wore beneath.

Not panties, sadly.

The biggest tits of the trio belonged to Bianca. Blonde and playful, her tits were huge. I mean, they gave my mother’s big boobs a run for their money. If my sister was a C, and Nathalie a Double D, then Bianca had to be rocking at least F cups if not G’s. They were big and perky.

I was hard watching them. I wanted to fuck them all.

My sister’s phone came out. She took a photo of Nathalie doing her handstand. I knew what was going on. I snagged my phone, wanting to see my sister’s Instagram page. She posted everything there. Just everything! I hit the power button on the side of my phone. My lock screen appeared. I went to draw my pattern on the grid of dots when my phone sparked.

“Shit!” I gasped as it vibrated in my hand. Smoke rose from the side. “Shit, shit, shit, don’t be dead!”

I didn’t have the money for a new one. Mom wouldn’t give it to me. Nor Dad. They were cutting me off. “Greg, you’re twenty-two now,” Dad had growled just last week. “Time to be an adult. Get out on your own.”

Fucker.

My stomach curdled as I pushed the on button again. The black screen stared back at me for one second. Two. Three. My insides squirmed. Four seconds. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Five seconds. Sweat broke out across my brow. Six—

The LG logo appeared on my phone. I let out a sigh as it started booting up. It loaded the phone. It was working. The case was still way too warm, but it just had to turn on. The lock screen appeared again. I drew in my pattern and...

I was in.

“Yes,” I said, glancing at the girls prancing again. They were so fucking hot. I opened Instagram and logged into my new account. My sister and her friends had blocked me from all their accounts. “I’m your sister, perv! Stop staring at our pics! That’s super gross! Ugh! I’d ban you from my life if I could! Sadly RL doesn’t have a block button.”

My new account, @chazmac, loaded. I found my sister’s profile and smiled at that picture of Nathalie doing a handstand. There were some other new pics. I smiled. I wanted to do some commenting on them.

Stacy Martin

“Your creepy brother is watching us again,” Bianca said, her hands on her hips, her large boobs stretching out her white top, a sleeveless garment called a shell. Her pink, pleated skirts fell down to her mid-thigh, matching the uniform Nathalie and I wore.

“Gross,” Nathalie said, her face twisting with disgust. “Greg is such a fucking disgusting perv!”

“Ignore him,” I said. “Let’s work through the routine again. But first ... Selfie, girls!”

Nathalie and Bianca both grinned. They pressed on either side of me as I held my phone out, aiming it at us. I had us perfectly framed and took the picture. I posted it on Instagram. “Me and my cheer gals rocking it at the lake house! #cheergals #blessed #lakefun!”

I posted it then grinned at my friends. We started our practice.

Greg Martin

The new pic appeared. The three of them pressed tight. It was time for “Chaz” to be a perv. I wondered if they would ban me with that hunk on the profile pic. I bet they would think it’s hot some beefcake was perving on their pics.

“Post would be hotter if you did it in your sports bras!” I commented on the post. “Take those tops off!”

Stacy Martin

My phone beeped with a notification. I turned the screen on and read the newest comment. It just made so much sense to me. “Ooh, Chaz has a great idea, gals,” I said. I smiled at my friends. “Tops off! Just our sports bras!”

“Ooh, that sounds great,” said Bianca as she peeled off her top, revealing those F-cups of hers held in a gray sports bra. They were so big and moved even with the restriction of the bra.

“Yep!” Nathalie agreed, hers coming off next. She had a black sports bra on constraining those Double D’s of hers. Her red hair spilled around her face.

Mine came off next. I had on a white sports bra. My C-cups were just so cute. We resumed our cheer practice, running through a routine. Our legs were kicking, my brother watching us in just our bras. I didn’t like that, but Chaz’s idea was just too perfect. We had to do this. Nothing else made a lick of sense. What other way could we do this?

I couldn’t think of a better way. Not at all.

So we bounced around in our sports bras before it was time for another picture. Only I found another comment from Chaz among the others from my friends. Chaz’s just felt ... important. Like his posts stood out in such an exciting way.

Greg Martin

I was shocked when they dropped their tops and started doing it in their sports bras. They listened to Chaz. I had to push it farther. “You should drop your bloomers and panties. Go commando beneath then film some high kicks and other routines. Really tease your fans. That’d be hot.”

There was no way they’d do that. I hit post and waited for my sister to check her phone. I bet her reaction would be hilarious.

Stacy Martin

“Chaz has another great idea,” I said, a big smile on my lips. “He wants us to go commando and to film each other. So drop those panties and bloomers, gals!”

“Hot!” Bianca said as she reached up beneath her skirt.

“Right,” I said, doing the same, still holding my phone. It was a tad awkward, and I felt my gross, fat brother watching us. That loser should be at work, not here ogling my friends. Ugh, I hoped he didn’t see anything. But luckily, he was banned from my Instagram profile.

I stepped out of my white panties and pink bloomers, feeling the air brushing the shaved folds of my pussy. I had a cute landing strip leading to my pussy. This exciting flush shot through me. My nipples hardened.

“Ooh, someone’s getting nippley,” said Nathalie, pointing at my sports bra with two prominent nubs pushing on the fabric.

“Yeah, you,” I said as hers poked at her black sports bra. “And Bianca.”

“It’s just so naughty going commando,” she said.

“Yep!” I switched my Instagram to film. I knelt to get some good shots. “Okay, do some high kicks and some booty shakes.

My friends grinned at me. They kicked their legs up high. I shuddered at the sight of their skirts flaring and their pussies flashing. Bianca had a shaved twat, like me, but Nathalie

had a trimmed, red bush. It was only for a second that you could see their snatches, but it was hot. “Holy shit,” posted Tania. That’s wild. I can’t believe I just saw some beaver.”

“You three are being naughty,” Mary added. “Wow. I didn’t know you could post that on Instagram.”

“Chaz said we had to,” I said aloud as my cheer gals did two more high kicks, flashing more of their pussies.

“Well, yeah, if Chaz said so,” Mary said. “That makes sense.”

“He has the best suggestions,” Kelly added. “Ooh, booty shakes. Jiggle those asses!”

My friends had turned around and were shaking their rumps at the camera, the pleated skirts flaring up to flash glimpses of their naked rumps. It was so amazing to watch. I was getting aroused by how naughty this was. It was so ... illicit. So wicked.

They started twerking, popping their hips. Their skirts flared up to show off more of their rumps. This was getting even steamier. I quivered then shoved my phone down to do a quick upskirt shot of my own to tease the audience. The comments were spilling up the screen as I pulled it back.

More and more of my friends were on. Girls and guys both. Then one name popped out. One comment that just stood out like a neon sign on a dark night. My eyes stared at it as a wave of heat rushed through me.

“Take those bras off. Even hotter!”

“Chaz says, bras off, gals!” I cried, still filming my friends.

They spun around. Nathalie was first, pulling off her black sports bra. Her Double D’s spilled out, freckled like her face. She threw her bra down, her boobs jiggling. A heartbeat later, Bianca’s even bigger boobs spilled out. They were gorgeous tits. I loved the sight of them with their fat, pink nipples. They jiggled them as I quickly slid my own sports bra off, still trying to film as I did it. I freed my round breasts from their constraining garment. I twisted the camera and filmed my tits quivering there, jiggling in such an inviting way.

“Mmm, there’s my boobs out, too,” I purred and went back to filming my friends as they pranced around. Their tits bounced up and down, skirts flaring and flashing twats. Over five hundred people were now watching it.

My Instagram streams had never been this popular. Comments were flying. Calling us hot, loving our tits, praising how bold we were. Lots of skeezy guys were commenting. I was watching out for just one name as I filmed my friends.

Only one named in the comments mattered.

Greg Martin

“Fuck me,” I groaned, my eyes flicking from the video on my phone to my sister and her friends prancing around topless down by the lake. This was insane. Why were they listening to Chaz?

How were they even posting nudity on Instagram? This livestream should have shut down, but maybe Instagram’s bots weren’t working today. I don’t know, but it was hot. Tits heaving and slapping together. Skirts flaring to flash pussies. My sister turned the camera around to capture her own bouncing tits then she shoved it beneath to show off her shaved cunt.

“This is really happening,” I groaned, the comments flying by. They listened to mine. A lot of guys were telling them to kiss. To take off the skirts. To eat pussy, but my sister and her friends ignored them. But if I posted...

“The three of you should take a selfie of your tits all pressed together. Like in a circle, shot from top-down. It’ll help with team cohesion.” I pushed the POST button. Mine flew up into the other comments, lost in a second.

Shit.

Stacy Martin

I don’t know how I read Chaz’s comments. They were scrolling by so fast that it was a blur of horny guys telling us to do gross and pervy things, but Chaz’s ... It just made sense. I was able to read it all despite it being on my screen for no more than a heartbeat.

“Ooh, Chaz has a suggestion to help with team cohesion,” I said as my friends were shaking their pompoms over their heads, the flutter of tassels filling the air. I killed the livestream. “He says we should form a circle and press our tits together. Then take a picture, I guess from above, to show them off.”

“I love it!” Bianca said, throwing her pompoms down. The pink-and-white, puffy balls fell to the ground. “Let’s do it!”

“Yes!” squealed Nathalie. She rushed over to me and pushed up real close, her naked tit rubbing into mine.

Then Bianca was on the other side of me. Their tits felt so warm and soft on mine. I loved the feeling as we pushed in tight. Their other boobs pushed together. We were skin to skin. It was so exciting. I had to shift around to bring my phone into place by reaching around Bianca’s shoulders and taking the shot above us.

“I love this,” Nathalie said as I snapped the picture.

“Me, too,” I said and pulled apart to post the picture. Instantly, comments flooded through. A hundred guys all posting such disgusting things. “Ugh, like we’d ever do lezzie stuff. We’re straight. Just because we’re cheerleaders, doesn’t mean we eat each other’s pussies.”

“Pigs,” Bianca said.

“Stacy, to be even closer to Nathalie, you should eat her pussy. Give your phone Bianca so she can livestream it to Instagram.”

“Chaz!” I squealed. “Ooh, he has another great idea,” I told my friends, handed my phone to Bianca, and licked my lips. It would be my first time eating pussy. I was so ready to do it. Chaz had the best ideas.

“Chaz says that Nathalie should be standing up, bent over, with her hands on her knees,” Bianca reported. “That way he can watch her tits swinging as you eat out her pussy from behind while kneeling, Stacy.”

“Such a great idea,” I said. “God, Chaz is the best.”

“He is,” Nathalie said as she adopted the pose, bending over and thrusting her rump out at me. Bianca flipped up her skirt for me, exposing Nathalie’s trimmed bush. Her short curls did little to hide her tight slit. Her juices beaded her pubic hairs. “Eat me, Stacy!”

“Yes!” I moaned and slapped my hands down on my friend’s rump. I gripped her ass and leaned my face towards her vulva. I breathed in her spicy musk. That was her pussy. I closed my eyes and nuzzled my lips into her bush.

I kissed her twat.

A hot shiver ran through me as the spicy flavor of her pussy bled through my lips. It was good. I could believe that. Chaz said this was the best way to be closer to my cheer gal, then it had to be an amazing experience. She had to taste wonderful. Feel wonderful. Be wonderful.

I licked my first cunt, Bianca live-streaming this happy moment to Instagram. Nathalie shuddered and moaned as my tongue stroked through her folds. I licked from her clit up to her taint. She quivered, her butt-cheeks clenching beneath my hands as I loved the texture.

“Yes,” Nathalie groaned. “Oh, Stacy, that’s amazing.”

“You taste amazing,” I groaned and licked again.

“The comments are going nuts,” Bianca said. “There’s thirteen thousand people watching this. I can’t even read them. They’re just flying by too fast.”

“Just watch for Chaz,” I moaned.

I licked and lapped at my friend’s snatch, sliding my tongue through her folds. I parted them over and over again. She was no virgin. Cheerleading tended to lead to popped cherries, and we all had boyfriends. My tongue dipped into her juicy hole with every pass.

I squeezed her rump, loving the feel of her. She had such a delicious rump. Nice and toned from cheering. I thrust my tongue into her pussy. She gasped as I sank into her depths. She quivered there as I swirled around in her.

“Stacy!” she moaned. “Oh, god, Stacy, that’s incredible. Just wild. I love it so much!”

“I bet you do,” Bianca purred. “Ooh, I’ve never had a girl go down on me. Is it better than a guy?” “Better than my boyfriend!” Nathalie clamped her cunt down around my tongue. “Oh, wow, she’s just in me. She’s licking around without any fear. She wants to make me cum!”

“I do,” I whimpered and licked at her hard, gathering up those spicy juices of hers. She had such a yummy tasting pussy. I just had to make her explode.

I wanted her to cum so hard on my face. My tongue slid over her folds, brushing her clit over and over again. I fluttered against her bud, knowing how much I loved my pearl to be polished by a tongue. Her curls tickled my lips and nose as I feasted on her.

Pussy cream trickled down my chin as I lapped at her. My tongue fluttered up and down her. I lapped at her with such hunger. I caressed her with such passion. Bianca moved around us, filming the entire time. Thirteen thousand people were watching this.

Thirteen thousand! I was becoming an influencer!

I lapped at my friend’s twat with hunger. I put my all into pleasing her. I wanted her to cum. Just to drown me in her pussy cream. That would be amazing. I was so eager for it. Just so ready for all her pussy cream to gush out and drown me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Nathalie moaned as my tongue fluttered against her clit.

“Oh, oh!” gasped Bianca. “Chaz posted another comment! He thinks you should lick Nathalie’s asshole and finger her twat to make her cum!”

I never would have licked an asshole before. They were dirty. Nasty. But ... Chaz suggested it. He knew what he was talking about. If that was what I had to do to bond with Nathalie and make us work even better together, then I would rim the fuck out of her asshole.

I licked up her pussy slit to her taint. I stroked across it and between her butt-cheeks to her asshole. I swiped right over her sour hole. The earthy flavor suffused my taste buds, devouring the spicy musk of her pussy. It was such a dirty thing to do.

My pussy churned as I rimmed my friend’s ass. I licked at her as she groaned, Bianca filming me. Hot cream ran down my thighs as I licked and lapped at my friend’s twat. I caressed Nathalie with hunger. I stroked through her folds, making her shudder.

I pressed my fingers through her curls to the folds of her pussy. I thrust two of them into her snatch. Nathalie moaned as my digits buried into her snatch. Her head tossed, red hair flying. I licked at her with asshole with hunger as I fingered her cunt.

“That is so hot,” Bianca moaned.

“She’s got her tongue dancing around my asshole,” Nathalie moaned, her butt-cheeks squeezing around my face. “This is wild! Stacy!”

“Mmm, Nathalie,” I purred and swirled my tongue across her sphincter. “This is so naughty. Chaz was right, this is what I need to do!”

I shuddered as I licked at her asshole, my mind burning with that certainty. Chaz knew what he was doing when he had me do this. I was having so much fun tonguing her asshole. I swirled around her backdoor, savoring this heat.

It was amazing. Wild. I loved every nasty second of it. I thrust my tongue against her asshole. I pushed on her sphincter. She groaned as her anal ring widened and widened. Then my tongue popped in and wiggled about in her. She groaned as I did that.

I swirled about in her asshole. She moaned, her bowels clenching about my tongue as I did that. I thrust in and out of her. I fucked into her asshole’s depths, soaking in her earthy musk. My fingers thrust in and out of her pussy at the same time.

I churned her up as she moaned, “Stacy!”

“What is she doing to you?” Bianca asked. “There’s twenty-two thousand people watching this.”

“She’s got her tongue buried in my asshole,” Nathalie gasped. “She’s wiggling it about in me as her fingers are churning up my pussy.”

“Are you going to cum?” Bianca moved to stand before me. This was such a wild thing to do to her. I loved it so much. “Huh? Are you going to burst with rapture?”

“Yes!”

Nathalie’s pussy clamped down on my fingers while her asshole squeezed about my tongue. I groaned, fucking in and out of her earthy bowels. She had such a nasty flavor. I was loving it. Chaz was so right. This was the best.

My fingers thrust in and out of her cunt. Her juices soaked my digits, a trickle running down the side of my hand to my wrist. I loved plunging into her twat. She gripped me with her hot flesh. It was such a wild thing to do to her.

My tongue swirled through her asshole as I fucked her cunt. She moaned louder and louder. Bianca moved around us, filming it all. It was so exciting having her doing that. I loved it so much. My heart pounded in my chest as I loved this so much.

“Oh, my fucking god,” Nathalie moaned, her butt-cheeks squeezing around my face. “Shit, Stacy. You’re driving me wild. You got that tongue so deep in my asshole. I’m going to cum!”

“Cum!” Bianca moaned. “Chaz wants you to cum!”

My thumb found her clit and rubbed at it. I had to make her cum. For Chaz.

My friend moaned louder and louder. Nathalie’s asshole clamped down on my tongue, and her pussy squeezed about my fingers. I buried into her snatch over and over again. She trembled there, her head tossing.

She squealed in delight as her asshole went wild around my tongue. Her pussy spasmed around my fingers. She quivered there, her naughty passion sweeping through everything. It was so wild. I loved it so much.

I ripped my fingers out of her pussy. I ducked my head down to her snatch and drank her pussy cream gushing out of her pussy. Her spicy juices bathed my lips as she squealed out her passion. My cunt burned in envy.

“Stacy!” squealed Nathalie. “Oh, my god, Stacy!”

“That’s hot,” cooed Bianca. “That’s so fucking hot! The watchers love it!”

Joy surged through me as I gulped down all of Nathalie’s spicy passion. It was wonderful to swallow her juices. I gulped it all down with everything that I had. My tongue licked at her bush as she quivered there.