AIR

A/N: No ages have been stated amongst the three main girls. This allows the readers to assume whatever the want to assume, be it minor or legal. This is a fictional story.

In Ashleigh Trebianci’s world, there was no such thing as average. Average was boring and Ashleigh was anything but boring. As a senior in high school, Ashleigh was the most popular girl in school. She was Homecoming Queen, head cheerleader, Editor in Chief for Carol Phelps High School’s yearbook, captain of the tennis team, choir president, and a member of the French club, just to name a few of her accomplishments.

Ashleigh was definitely sex material. Her sleek 5’8” frame was tanned and toned. Her thick brown hair hung long enough to cover her breasts (so says those who were able to witness it in person) and was usually pulled half back and wavy. Her legs were long and usually a distraction when she wore her green and white cheerleading uniform. Her face was very Italian, something she got from her father, with sleek, stunning features and light brown eyes. Her Japanese mother gave her her slender frame and her perky size C breasts with dark nipples.

Ashleigh was the girl everyone loved to hate. Girls envied her and boys wanted to fuck her senseless. She wasn’t shy about her adventures either, but besides her two best friends, Isis and Rachel, she would never kiss and tell; she always left people wanting more.

Isis was an exotic beauty. Her father was black and her mother was Hawaiian. Her mixed skin color, dark hair, and deep eyes would have been enough to make her beautiful, but it was her full mouth and expert tongue which held men’s stares.

Rachel would have looked the most innocent of the three. Her blonde hair and blue eyes could knock a dead man awake. She was the tallest of the three and had the longest legs. She was an exhibitionist and voyeur by nature and she realized this one day when she was 10 and ice skating in a meet after school. She had forgotten to bring the under panties which matched her skating outfit to a meet and had decided to go bare. Although feeling extremely turned on for a ten year old, she didn’t skate her best. And while her technique was poor that day, she was sure her high markings were do to the fact that four men were judging her and got a good look at her hairless cunt as she skated by their booth holding her leg up. Ever since, Rachel would turn the other two girls on to different ways to do things in public.

Ashleigh, Isis, and Rachel were the quintessential best friends. Often called ‘AIR’ by classmates, the three of them did everything together; they shopped, hung out, they were cheerleaders and members of the yearbook staff, they even slept together. The one difference is that Rachel was also the on the tennis team with Ashleigh, while Isis ran track.

Everyone who was anyone knew about AIR and wanted to be apart of their clique. And anyone who had ever fucked them would be able to die happy.

*****

Ashleigh walked down the hallway to her locker. It was a Friday and classes were in session. Ashleigh had been given permission from her teacher to get the homework she left in her locker. Every once and a while, she would walk by an open door of a classroom filled with students. All the boys would stare at her as she walked by, making her feel a little excited.

There was one particular room she enjoyed to walk by. It was Mr. Jansen’s room. He was easily one of her favorite teacher’s at CPHS. He was a second year teacher and was young enough to relate to the students, making him a favorite to more than herself. But it wasn’t just his teaching style she liked. He was a great looking man as well. Six feet tall and built like a football player with sandy blonde hair and brown eyes, Mr. Jansen had sex appeal all his own. What made walking by his classroom exciting for her was that only his desk could be seen from the hallway. His students’ desks faced away from the door. This allowed her to give Mr. Jansen a small show before she headed back to class.

Pleased to see that he was seating at his desk, and not lecturing at the other end of the room, Ashleigh stopped right in front of his door. She dropped her hall pass and as it floated to the floor, made a small noise. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Jansen’s head look up. Turning her back to him, she squatted down to retrieve her pass. Slowly, she looked over her shoulder at the teacher, knowing full well she was giving him an eyeful of her panties in her short cheerleading outfit. Catching his eye, she slowly raised her ass until she was bent over at the waist, and then finally stood up straight. Mr. Jansen swallowed.

After straightening her uniform, she smiled and waved before walking away.

*****

Friday night football games were huge events at Carol Phelps High School. Everyone rivaled: the teams, the marching band, and even the cheerleaders. Ashleigh sometimes wondered if she enjoyed it a little too much. As captain of the cheerleaders, she was responsible for creating cheers. Her favorite’s would be used when the squad would walk to the other side and cheer for the other team. This was because the cheers were always sexy, and without the cheer coach being there to stop them, Ashleigh was always daring.

Walking around the track over to the other side of the field, the CPHS cheerleaders got in formation to show the other team what they’re missing.

1, 2, 3, 4
Listen up you fucking whores
You won’t win, you know you won’t
We’ll fuck your men and lick your cunt
Football isn’t won by luck
It’s won because we like to fuck
So pay attention, don’t be a prick
We’ll gladly suck your boyfriend’s dick

During the cheer, the girl’s would strut around provocatively, slapping their asses, sucking on their finger, or even smacking their cunts. It ended with the girls gathered around Ashleigh who was saluting the crowd with her middle fingers.

After watching jaws drop from the visitor’s side, Ashleigh led her girls back over to their side of the field.

“Wow, Ash,” Rachel exclaimed as they walked. “That was the best cheer you’ve created yet. You’ve got me so fucking hot.” She gave Ashleigh a squeeze on the ass. Ashleigh smiled and brought her hand in front of Rachel’s skirt, lifted it up and briefly rubbed her mound through her panties. Rachel moaned. Ashleigh lifted her fingers to her nose and smelled them.

“Yes you are,” Ashleigh replied.

“Yeah, nice one, Ash,” Isis said, walking up behind her best friend and squeezing her tits.

The three girls, having fallen behind the other members a bit, quickened their pace and got back into formation for their own side.

The rest of the game went off without a hitch and CPHS won by two touchdowns. As the crowd in the stadium began to file out, Ashleigh started to pack up the cheerleading equipment.

“Hey, Ash, my house tonight?” asked Isis. It was routine for the three girls to sleepover at someone’s house on Friday nights.

“You bet. I’ve just got to take this stuff back into the storage room.” Ashleigh grabbed the last of the megaphones and her duffel bag. “I’ll see you in 30 minutes.”

“Alright, see ya!” Isis waved as she caught up with Rachel and walked out of the stadium. Ashleigh watched their firm asses strut away.

Not wanting to take her time, Ashleigh hurried into the school as fast as she could. Most everyone was gone and it creeped her out to be alone in the school after dark. Little did she know that she wasn’t really alone….