𝐁𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐢 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

New Cheer

Jenlisa / Jen g!p

As Jennie entered the locker room, she noticed that all her teammates had already showered and left since her coach held her back to discuss their team's great performance after their win. Although she was alone right now in the locker room, she was grateful for her team's acceptance when she told them about herself. They didn't care what was between her legs, she was still their team captain. They even gave her extra privacy as she changed because they wanted her to feel comfortable and safe. She was touched by their gracious gesture.

Truth be told, Jennie was also relieved for another reason. She sometimes couldn't control her body's natural response when she knew she was in a room full of athletic women. On rare occasions, an accidental glimpse of skin caused her blood to travel south. She was deeply embarrassed whenever this happened, but her teammates always reassured her that she had nothing to worry about. Some saw it as flattery or just her hormones acting up, a few even complimented her and said that Lisa was a lucky girl. Others even joked that they wished their boyfriends could get it up that fast. Every time, Jennie's embarrassment faded away, quickly replaced with confidence.

Stripping out of her sweaty uniform, Jennie was left standing just in her sports bra and compression shorts. She heard the doors open and figured it was just one of her teammates retrieving something from their locker. When she heard the footsteps approaching her aisle, she wondered who it could be since none of her teammates shared a locker in her row. Curiosity got the better of her and she turned around when she suddenly saw Lisa, still wearing her new red cheerleading uniform.

During the game, Jennie couldn't fully admire all its details from afar. Now, she couldn't take her eyes off Lisa's tight uniform. The bright red uniform contrasted elegantly against her pale skin. The white trim that lined its edges perfectly framed her lithe figure.

Jennie's eyes first focused on Lisa's top, which enhanced her cleavage by lifting her small, firm breasts. Nipples started to perk up through the thin fabric. Jennie chuckled since she wasn't the only one starting to get aroused and hard.

Next, she looked downwards to where Lisa's skirt sat just above her hip bones hugging her soft curves. The red flowy skirt ended just above her mid-thigh, providing just the right balance between decency and seduction. Its short inseam sinfully teased Jennie who wondered what Lisa was wearing underneath - if she decided to wear anything at all.

Gazing further down, Lisa's knee-high white socks accentuated her lean legs. Jennie was intimately aware of how deceptively strong Lisa's legs were. A shiver ran down her spine as she recalled how those same legs were wrapped around her neck as she fucked Lisa against their apartment's wall last week.

Jennie smirked when she discovered her new kink for Lisa's uniform. Her mind raced as she imagined fucking Lisa in her uniform, the skirt pleats flapping wildly from the roughness of her thrusts. Her vivid imagination caused her cock to twitch and swell until the sudden tightness in her shorts snapped her out of her fantasy.

"Fuck! Lisa, what are you-"Jennie blurted out before being interrupted by Lisa's sultry voice.

"Shhhhhh. I wanted to surprise the team captain with a private celebration after her win. Although you didn't score the winning point, I thought you might want to score with me Jennie."

She was stunned by Lisa's boldness who always flirted with the idea of public sex. Lisa confessed numerous times that watching Jennie during her games always turned her on. She admitted that the sight of Jennie's muscles flexing beneath her kit always left her wet. After every game, she had begged Jennie to rush back home otherwise she would end up taking Jennie on the field or behind the bleachers. At least Lisa had surprised her in the privacy of their locker room.