Cheerleader Mom

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" I'm not old enough to have an eighteen year old cheerleader daughter" is the opening line.

Mom goes on to say to herself "It seems like yesterday that I was the head cheerleader..."

This occurs as she is laundering daughter's uniform (hmmm...is that a cum stain?). On impulse, she tries it on & does a few old routines...not expecting that anyone would walk in..

~ her daughter's bf?
~ the mailman?
~ a neighbour?
~ her husband?
~ her daughter's bi curious best friend?
 
I've seen a story like this here, though it was the daughter's boyfriend and may have been a schoolgirl uniform. Personally, I like moms/daughters boyfriends, but you may get more originality out of a wife/husband coupling, particularly if he goes with the flow, pretending to be cheerleader daughter's boyfriend.
 
time travel.... a mother goes back in time to be the cheerleader she always wanted to be.
 
Reminds me of that commercial for lotion or something where the boyfriend either sees or mistakenly takes the moms hand and when he realizes his mistake says "I thought you were Dale".

Something like that would make a good story. Perhaps the mom is in the outfit bending down and the boyfriend grabs her hips, "Ooops, I thought you were Dale...".
 
yeah sounds great...

she is standing near the washing machine in the laundry room. wearing her daughters uniform. she bends down to empty the machine which stopped just before.
than her daughters bf walks in and grabs her from behind. she feels his dick right at her panties because of the short skirt.
but it couldn't be her husband. he is working. she looks back in shock and sees the young man.
oh god. ups... he becomes aware of his mistake. it isnt his gf... it is her mom and he feels himself blushing. but why she is wearing her daughters uniform?

the two of them cant forget that incident. but they dont talk about it.
what if somebody know, gets aware of it? her husband? her daughter? oh god.
just a erotic tension builds up the next week.

and at the same day a week later... she is bending down again. wearing the same uniform. she looks back, and with shock and pleasure she sees her girlfriends boy standing in the doorway watching her.

and... every laundry day the next weeks... its getting hotter and hotter... more forbidden and more naughty.

very hot story idea. I love stories like that. young man - older woman (mom or mom in law) but love it written from the young mans point of view ;-)

hope for further suggestions ;-)

and sorry for my bad english. not my mother tongue :-D
 
Or the mom is bending over the washing machine with that short skirt, and the boyfriend think's it's his girl, and he pushes her blouse over her head just for grins and does her right there. She'd been getting hot rubbing against that machine, and when he pushed into her, she came right then and there. The shock of wondering who it was would come later. The boyfriend got a sms on his phone and wandered off to answer, thinking there was no rush. Mom changes and walks around the house wondering who it was but doesn't see him.

The daughter let in the pool guy for a moment to use the restroom, and Mom thinks it was him. She gives him some looks, but he doesn't respond. She gets furious and slaps him, screaming insults at him. The girl comes to his defense, he is one bewildered teenager. She is holding him and gets aroused. Meanwhile bf hears all the racket and comes back in and sees Mom crying. He sits down and asks what's the matter....
 
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Or the mom is bending over the washing machine with that short skirt, and the boyfriend think's it's his girl, and he pushes her blouse over her head just for grins and does her right there. She'd been getting hot rubbing against that machine, and when he pushed into her, she came right then and there. The shock of wondering who it was would come later. The boyfriend got a sms on his phone and wandered off to answer, thinking there was no rush. Mom changes and walks around the house wondering who it was but doesn't see him.

The daughter let in the pool guy for a moment to use the restroom, and Mom thinks it was him. She gives him some looks, but he doesn't respond. She gets furious and slaps him, screaming insults at him. The girl comes to his defense, he is one bewildered teenager. She is holding him and gets aroused. Meanwhile bf hears all the racket and comes back in and sees Mom crying. He sits down and asks what's the matter....

Too many moving parts. There is a saying "Real life can be spontaneous, fiction has to make sense."
 
This story has incest written all over it. It could be her daughter or son who walks in. Preferably the daughter, and the mom is embrassed at first, but the two talk and the mom goes down memory lane. Incest slowly ensues.
 
This story has incest written all over it. It could be her daughter or son who walks in. Preferably the daughter, and the mom is embrassed at first, but the two talk and the mom goes down memory lane. Incest slowly ensues.
Of course, if the girl was in the habit of having some of her cheerleader friends over, and they were friends with benefits, and one day the mom tried on the costume and was bending over the washer, and one of the girls walked in and saw that ass...
 
Of course, if the girl was in the habit of having some of her cheerleader friends over, and they were friends with benefits, and one day the mom tried on the costume and was bending over the washer, and one of the girls walked in and saw that ass...

Insta-boner. Write it. NOW.
 
Insta-boner. Write it. NOW.
Jeanna and Tracy were coming from the bathroom at Sally's house and went by the washer room. Sally was in the washer room, bent over and reaching in to get some clothes out.

Jeanna looked at Tracy. A slow smiile came over Tracy's face and she licked her lips. She nodded shyly. Jeanna quietly went in and grabbed the low end of Sally's blouse and pulled it over her head. Tracy held her down. Jeanna was getting wet thinking about what she was fixing to do. She was going to do to Sally what Sally'd done to her. She didn't know how it would work out, though. Sally had gotten behind Jeanna and holding her like a man fucking a woman would, she'd slammed her cunt into Jeanna's ass over and over until slick with sweat and exhausted, she'd cum and collapsed shuttering on Jeanna's back.

Jeanna wasn't sure if this would work for her, but she wanted to try it. And this was her chance. e

The cheerleaders played little sex games like this with each other for a very simple reason. Every time one of them made it with one of the team, the rumours were just awful. Cheerleaders with benefits was much better. And it was made very, very clear to any girls that wanted to get on the team what was expected of them.

Jeanna quickly dropped her shorts and pulled Sally's little thong off, then ran her fingers up and down the cute ass crack, past that little rosebud, then on to that pussy she knew well. Sally wasn't quite wet, so she kneeled down and tongued her. That did it. A long moan came out of Sally as her hips started to buck all on their own.

*

Sally's mom had tried on the cheerleader uniform. She thought she was still about the same figure as when she'd been on the team years before having two children. But she didn't really know, and this was the time to find out. As she pulled it out of the washer, she quickly changed,t then continued unloading. She'd never had so much sex as when she was on that team. Last couple years, there hadn't been much at all. Not since Barry left for that bimbo.

Suddenly she was forcibly pushed down across the washer and the blouse jammed over her head. She tried to scream but couldn't. Someone was holding her down hard.

Then the hand started lightly going over her ass, right over her little asshole. Fear filled her. Then it crawled foward to her pussy and circled there. It went away. But it was soon replaced by a wet flickering and circling tongue...
 
But not here... You also need to brush up on female anatomy and writing skills in general.
 
But not here... You also need to brush up on female anatomy and writing skills in general.
Agreed. I'm terrible.

Here's a variation that would move a lot slower.

The mom is at the washer in the cheerleader outfit, and while pulling things out her expensive necklace snags on some piece of metal in the washer. She bends over and tries to get it loose and it snags even more. Mortified, she realizes she has to call for help to get it loose or else break it. If she broke it, pieces would go everywhere inside the washer.

But if she calls them, they'll see her in the outfit. Shamed to the core but with no options, she yells for help.

The several girls that come all have to press right up against her to bend over and help. She can feel their tight lean stomachs and breasts on her back. One of them is a dedicated, aggresive lesbian, the others have played around a bit. A sexual tension develops in the midst of their concentrating on getting the chain dislodged without breaking it. It's quiet.

Finally they get the necklace dislodged and Mom, dizzy from being bent over with her head down, is greatly relieved. She turns beet red as now they are seeing her in the cheerleader outfit and she'll have to explain.

One of the girls says: Gosh, Mrs. Smith you look great in that outfit. I couldn't have told you apart from one of the girls. You could play on the team!"

The lesbian, who had been practically spooning with Mrs. Smith in the last few minutes, got rather thoughtful and said "Well, maybe she actually could..."
 
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This story has incest written all over it. It could be her daughter or son who walks in. Preferably the daughter, and the mom is embrassed at first, but the two talk and the mom goes down memory lane. Incest slowly ensues.

Seems to me, if Son takes Mom from behind, she's going to wonder/find out about Son doing Daughter. Perfect!

"What's your problem today, Sis? You usually beg me for one of these quickies."

Jenny
 
Seems to me, if Son takes Mom from behind, she's going to wonder/find out about Son doing Daughter. Perfect!

"What's your problem today, Sis? You usually beg me for one of these quickies."

Jenny

Not just any fuck though... Sis likes it rough. Son grabs the back of her neck, slams her head down on washer, rips the panties from her body and slams his cock deep into her pussy. As Mom struggles she discovers that being taken this way has her gushing like a whore.

And what about Daddy? Maybe Sis needs to be punished when she comes home drunk with cum stains on her blouse...
 
Isn't this pretty much the same story idea as the Girl Scout Mom? Not that I have a problem with that; it's all good!
 
I think that when Mom put on the cheerleader outfit, she was surprised to see that it fit perfectly. But her panties stuck out. She didn't have any thongs or other stuff close by and was only wanting to check out the costume for a moment.

So she just took those panties off. Nobody was around, anyway. And it'd just be for a moment.

Now back to her bent over that washer.....

;)
 
Not a fan of the incest angle, but to each their own.

I like the idea of the of the mother remembering her glory years and curious to see if she still has it. The boyfriend walks in at an inconvenient time and moves in as if she is the daughter.

After the initial embarrassment both feel, the attraction between the two grows and eventually something needs to happen.
 
Not just any fuck though... Sis likes it rough. Son grabs the back of her neck, slams her head down on washer, rips the panties from her body and slams his cock deep into her pussy. As Mom struggles she discovers that being taken this way has her gushing like a whore......

I see Mom gettting a bit aroused leaned over that washer, because of the way it's vibrating and shaking. One hand goes down to her clit, and she rests her upper body on the top of the washer. That cute ass sticks out, with no panties.

Boyfriend comes along and sees it, knows sis wants it fast and hard, and out of the blue slams it right into her up to the hilt. No talk, no condom, no preliminaries. Then he wanders off, Mom just about passes out from the intensity of her climax.

Son walks in from the back door, the noise of the washer covers the sound of the door opening. He's really frustrated because the girl he's wanting seems to be just a prick teaser. He sees what has to be sis bent over the washer, little cheerleader skirt flipped up, full naked ass staring at him. She's still convulsing and the scent of pussy juice is thick in the air. Her hand is still on her clit, he can see a couple fingertips poking out from his view behind. They sort of cover her cunt leaving that little rosebud staring at him. It's convulsing too.

What's a boy to do?

One thing that I can't figure out. Is Mom talk and slinky, with hot legs, bending over the washer? Or is she short and sexy, so that her toes don't even reach the floor when she's perched on her stomach on the washer. The shorter, the more helpless.
 
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" I'm not old enough to have an eighteen year old cheerleader daughter" is the opening line.

Mom goes on to say to herself "It seems like yesterday that I was the head cheerleader..."

This occurs as she is laundering daughter's uniform (hmmm...is that a cum stain?). On impulse, she tries it on & does a few old routines...not expecting that anyone would walk in..

~ her daughter's bf?
~ the mailman?
~ a neighbour?
~ her husband?
~ her daughter's bi curious best friend?

Mom is wearing daughter's State U. cheer outfit when daughter comes in and catches her. Mom is a little embarrassed, but daughter immediately comments, "You look great, Mom. We could use some alumni cheerleaders for the big game against State Tech this weekend. You know, just in case."

Mom's confused by the last sentence, but let's it go, instead protesting she's too old. That couldn't be further from the truth; Mom's a stone cold fox. She's also a naif; completely unaware of the recent changes in her daughter, as well as the changes in the traditions regarding the State U v. State Tech rivalry.

Eventually, the daughter talks Mom into cheering at the game. Unfortunately, for Mom (though daughter is thrilled), State U loses. Hubby is looking for his wife and daughter after the game, and finally finds the daughter. "Where's your Mom?" he asks.

Daughter smiles naughtily and responds. "she's with the other 23 girls on the bus. Me and Mom make 25."

Dad is unsure why he's being given a count, but asks the more obvious question, "Bus? It's a home game, why would you need a bus?"

Grinning wider, daughter answers, "One of the richest Tech alums is having the team back to his mansion. It's easier if we all go together."

Confused, Dad asks, "Why would you need to go to a Tech celebration party?"

Daughter leans up, kisses Dad on the cheek and answers, "Because we lost, Dad. It's a tradition started eight or ten years ago."

As she starts to turn away, he asks, "Tradition? What tradition?"

She giggles and whispers, "Don't worry, Daddy. I've seen your internet history. It's all going to be taped and I'll make sure you get a copy. You're going to love it."

Suddenly afraid and simultaneously excited, Dad asks, "What are you talking about, honey."

The daughter smiles wickedly as she announces, "The losing cheerleaders pleasure the winning team until every player is fully sated. I hear Tech is carrying the full 105 allowed players this year. Looks like Mom's finally going to get some real cock and a lot of it. And though she's been unaware of it all these years, I'm betting Mom's just like me. A big cock slut. "
 
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