One thing about the nude Sherry that startled me was the amount of hair that Sherry actually had growing between her legs. It was much hairier and darker than any pussy that I saw up to that time. I tried not to stare, so I looked instead at Sherry’s face.
I couldn’t help myself. Seeing Sherry standing there naked and embarrassed made my heart go out to her. Despite her blushing and obvious embarrassment, she stoically allowed me to undress her. I stood up and then bent down to kiss her.
This surprised Sherry, but she kissed me back. It was just a gentle kiss, one to try to get her to calm down. Sherry closed her eyes as I kissed her, and her body seemed to relax a little. I broke off the kiss after about ten seconds.
Camille handed me the cheerleader uniform and I pulled it over Sherry’s head. I quickly pulled it down over her, hiding her nudity. I took the bottoms and pulled them on her. In doing so, I could see Sherry’s hairy pussy once again. The hair was very curly and so dark as to be almost black. It was all I could do not to touch it or rub the sensitive folds hidden underneath it. I thought I could smell Sherry’s musk even over the odors of the locker room.
Finally, I had Sherry step into her sneakers, and I tied her shoelaces for her.
I looked over to Camille, who was smiling at the two of us. “I think that Sherry deserves another kiss for being a good sport about this.”
Turning to Sherry, I could see her nodding in agreement. I moved back to her and kissed her one more time, again keeping the kiss gentle and friendly. This time, the kiss lasted about twenty seconds. When I broke away, I felt Sherry’s face move with mine, seemingly intent on prolonging the kiss.
I saw Sherry’s street clothes folded neatly on the bench. Camille must have folded them as we were kissing.
Camille then surprised me by pushing past me and kissing Sherry herself. “I want to be the first cheerleader to kiss you, Sherry. I’m glad I sponsored you.”
Sherry seemed surprised by the kiss as well, but she didn’t avoid Camille. The kiss didn’t last too long.
As the two of them were kissing, I heard Jackie giggling and saying “Come on, Danny, stop!” playfully from another set of lockers. I remembered that we weren’t alone in the locker room.
With a mischievous look in her eyes, Camille quietly bid the two of us to follow her, and we tiptoed around the lockers to the aisle where Maria, Jackie, and Danny were. Danny and Jackie were kissing, and Jackie was completely nude. Danny’s hand was covering her pubic area, so I wasn’t able to get a good view of her privates. I could see one of Jackie’s breasts, which were about the size of Patty’s, except that Jackie’s nipples were very red and erect. Maria saw the three of us and smiled.
Camille motioned to Maria and pointed to her wristwatch, pointing out that Jackie and Danny were wasting valuable time. Maria only shrugged.
Jackie opened her eyes and saw the three of us, and her reaction alerted Danny, who turned around to see what Jackie was looking at.
At the same moment, Lynette came into the locker room. “All right, people. It’s time for the induction ceremony!”
Jackie looked shocked. She was still completely nude.
Danny tried quickly to pull the uniform over Jackie’s head, but got it backward, and he clumsily twisted it around.
Maria called to Lynette. “We need another thirty seconds, Lynette.”
“Jackie’s not ready?” Lynette asked.
“No,” Jackie admitted.
“How about Sherry?”
“I’m ready,” Sherry answered quickly. Jackie and Danny continued to move very quickly, and it was comical to watch them try to get Jackie dressed.
“Come out as soon as you’re ready. That means now, Sherry,” Lynette said. “Penalties for lateness will apply, Maria.”
Maria nodded, and didn’t answer.
Camille told Sherry and me to come quickly.
We followed her out of the locker room and into the gymnasium. The cheerleaders stood together in a group. Lynette smiled as she saw the three of us.
“Really thirty seconds?” Lynette asked Camille quietly.
“Danny seems to be all thumbs and fingers!”
Lynette laughed and just nodded. She turned to one of the cheerleaders that was carrying a sports bag with her. “May I have the paddle, please?”
I quietly turned to Camille. “I thought you said there would be nothing like that.”
“I promised you,” Camille whispered back. “Trust me.”
I nodded. Sherry blanched when she saw the table tennis paddle in Lynette’s hand. “Am I going…?”
“Ssh,” whispered Camille. “Don’t worry.”
The locker room door opened and Jackie and Danny burst in. Jackie looked more than a little disheveled, but her uniform was on. I noticed with some humor that Jackie’s shoelaces were untied.
“You three are late,” Lynette announced. “We don’t tolerate tardiness on the squad.” Lynette was brandishing the paddle and Jackie looked at her cousin for support.
“Maria, why were you late?” Lynette asked.
“Danny seemed to be a bit unfamiliar with the outfit,” Maria answered.
“Is this true?” Lynette asked, looking straight at Jackie.
“Um, yes,” Jackie shakily replied.
Lynette smacked the paddle against her hand menacingly. “Well, first things first. Camille, can you do the honors for Sherry, please?”
“Certainly,” Camille said, smiling. She took Sherry and me by the hands and pulled us to where Lynette stood. “Lynette Robbins, I certify that Sherry Jordan has passed her initiation with flying colors.”
Lynette nodded and said, “Sherry Jordan. You have shown courage in following our little tradition, and you have also shown promptness.” Lynette paused here and gave Jackie a threatening look. She turned back to Sherry and me and said, “I would like to be the first to welcome you as an official member of the squad.”
Lynette moved toward Sherry and kissed her on the cheek. It was a quick kiss, and she moved toward me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Jim Crittenhouse, I want to thank you for helping out with Sherry. You are lucky indeed to have Sherry as a friend.”
I think I may have blushed from Lynette’s kiss, even though I half expected it from Camille’s description earlier.
“Girls, who wants to thank Sherry and Jim?”
“Me!” “Me!” “Me!” A swarm of girls came over to welcome us. Sherry got a few kisses on her cheeks before the first girl found me. The girl smiled at me and kissed me straight on the lips. I could feel her tongue probe my lips, but I decided that I wasn’t going to be doing much French kissing at this time. After about fifteen seconds, the girl realized that I was playing hard to get and willingly gave up.
June Rodgers, the black cheerleader, was second and immediately replaced the first. She also tried to get past my lips. I knew from school gossip that she was dating a football linebacker inappropriately nicknamed Tiny Jonas, so I wasn’t going to let her snake her tongue into my mouth. After about thirty seconds, another cheerleader replaced her. This new girl knew that I was playing hard to get so she changed tactics and grabbed my crotch. I was so surprised that I opened my mouth and her tongue managed to get past my defenses.
After allowing that girl to French kiss me, I resigned myself to allowing the girls to kiss me in whatever way they wanted. It seemed mostly in good sport, though.
My eyes were closed when I felt a new pair of lips on mine. I opened my lips to let the new person enter and was surprised when I felt somebody suck my tongue inside her mouth. I opened my eyes and was surprised that I was once again kissing Camille.