Cheer for me

I had told no one about Holly, or how it had destroyed me and my family when she died. It was as if saying it out loud would make it real, and I never wanted to be the girl everyone felt sorry for.
As I walked back to my house from Ava’s, I was on cloud nine. She had listened; she hadn’t made me feel like a freak of nature with my Tarot cards and energy readings and she had comforted me.
I had been obsessed with love, but Ava was the first one to see Mary and not the made-up one.
When I finished feeding my fish and packing a bag, I grabbed the phone off the wall and dialed Liv & Harper’s campus house.
“Wasssup?” Liv answered, sounding like she may already be half-cocked. Liv loved to party, and if she wasn’t at a party, she’d get into trouble somewhere else.
“Hey, cuz, it’s Mary.”
“Hey, shit stain. How’s the MILF?”
I rolled my eyes, ignoring her sass. “Speaking of, we are throwing a Halloween party tonight, and I want you and Harper there. Bring some green.”
“At Mr. Kelly’s house? Are you for real?”
“Yes, and I have a plan.”
“Oooooh, now you’re talking. We will come if I can pull Harper’s head out of Friday’s ass long enough.”
“Ok, see you tonight.”




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I was surprised at how many of the cheerleaders showed on such short notice, but Ava was a Cheerleading Goddess in this town, so maybe I shouldn’t be.
Ava and I had gone to the local Walgreens and bought up as many last-minute Halloween decorations as we could.
Fake cobwebs and spiders decorated her dining room, and strands of pumpkin lights and fake ghosts decorated the living room.
We laughed until our faces hurt while she picked out a Halloween costume, and we decided on a sexy kitty since it was that or a witch. Ava looked way cuter as a cat after I painted on a nose and whiskers.
Hip-hop music blasted through the tall stereo. Girls stood in circles chatting, dressed as clowns, dolls, and various animals. I had donned the nun outfit from the party crashing disaster because Ava said she couldn’t wait to hike it up around my waist and fuck me in it.
Excitement pooled in my belly as I watched Ava down another tall glass of Beetle Juice, a green concoction I had made with vodka, sour mix, and Midori liquor. She laughed and talked to the other girls, and a small pang of jealousy hit me like a ton of bricks, but then she looked over at me and winked.
While she made my heart and body sing, self-sabotage caused a worry in me that she’d get bored and want to experiment with more women.
What if she’s bisexual, and not a lesbian? What then? I’ll never be able to fulfill all her desires then. Stop self-sabotaging, Mary.
I swallowed down the fear just like I’d always done and nodded at Liv and Harper as they quietly came through the front door. I motioned my head toward the phone hanging on the wall inside the kitchen. The two girls grabbed a drink and walked to the kitchen, leaning against the wall where the phone was mounted.
If I wanted this plan to work, I’d have to make sure Mr. Kelly heard every bit of commotion from the party.
As the song “Juicy” ended, the cymbals from “None of Your Business” by Salt-N-Peppa play, and Ava raised her glass above her head, screaming and moving her hips. I laughed, watching her, bouncing my head to the beat and mouthing the catchy words. Ava closed her eyes, moving her entire body now, and I could tell exactly why she was so good at cheering.
Her body was petite and slender, the kind of body that screamed athlete. She kept in perfect rhythm and even as she shouted, “It’s none of your business!” above the speakers, she never missed a beat. I kept watching her, and it wasn’t even the sheer talent that she made look so effortless. It was the way she beamed—laughing, dancing, shouting out her favorite words of the song. It filled me with happiness, and it was hard to look away from her.
I walked over to my friends, Harper slinging an arm around my shoulder. She couldn’t hold her liquor, so she was already feeling pretty good. “We got you, babe. Go have fun with your girlfriend.”
My cheeks reddened at the word girlfriend, but I smiled, shaking my head. “I wish.”
“She’s fucking hot, cuz, damn.” Liv drank straight from a bottle of rum. One I guessed she’d brought.
Although I really wouldn’t put it past her for just helping herself.
Liv pushed me in her direction, and as I walked up behind her, I heard the phone ring. Over my shoulder, I saw Harper answer it.
Perfect.
I made it over to Ava, standing behind her as she shook her ass. I was slightly taller, so when I wrapped my arms around her waist, she leaned back into me, grinding against my thighs.
“I feel good. Do you feel good?”
I leaned down to whisper in her ear, “I want to make you feel good.”
She turned to face me, giving me a look that said, naughty, naughty.
We really shouldn’t be messing around in front of the others, but I had a plan for that, too.
Right on time, Harper approached us and a few other girls. “Let’s celebrate an amazing game and performance. You guys killed it!”
With that, Harper lit a massive blunt, and before Ava could protest, I took a hit and sealed my mouth over hers, exhaling.
Immediately, she coughed but then erupted into a fit of laughter.
“It’s been a really long time since I’ve had any of that.”
It didn’t take long for the entire room to fill with smoke, and the blunt went around the room so fast it was already back to Liv.
Ava opened a few windows, coughing as she went, but luckily, she didn’t seem bothered.
Before long, the dancing died down and some girls had passed out on the loveseat and couch.
Ava and my attention turned to the soft moan coming from Harper’s lips as Liv gripped her by her neck and assaulted her mouth.
It was past nine now, and once the room was almost cleared, I grabbed Ava by the waist and kissed her, hard.
If she cared earlier, she didn’t now, because she returned my kiss with a fervor that told me she had been waiting to for this all night too.
Every fiber of my being wanted to taste her, lick her––love on her.
She had never let me so much as touch her, let alone make her climax. I never thought much of it when I met up with her at the cabin and she made me wear a Ghostface mask. I mean, going down on her would’ve been impossible, but that didn’t mean the desire wasn’t there.
I wanted one thing tonight, and that was to find out just how good her pussy tasted. I wanted to please her, bring her the joy she brought to me, every time. I needed it more than ever, and not sharing that intimate part of her could be the reason she wouldn’t give in to me completely.
She giggled as I led her through the house and to her bedroom.
Everything would change tonight.


 

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