Ashley's Sleepover (Delinquent Cheerleader Confessions)

By Christie St Claire

The Cheerleaders of Fenton University have been bad and now they are being made to confess everything. One by one, the cheerleaders describe in their own words what they have been getting up to and with whom. Read all about each cheerleader’s dirty little sex secrets. Who they are doing and how they are getting done. Where they are going and what they have done to whom.

The confessions should be keeping the delinquent cheerleaders in check, except the coach has disappeared and no one is keeping track.

Warning: Delinquent Cheerleader Confessions contains explicit bitching about other cheerleaders and an awful lot of sex. All characters are 18 years old and doing things you shouldn’t do and definitely shouldn’t talk about. All situations are consensual acts of a whole lot of fun that they don’t want other people to know about.

Any resemblance to individuals living or dead is more than a little strange, but really, you shouldn’t take it too seriously. It’s just a story.

In this story, Ashley is having a difficult time in the locker room—everything she sees is turning her on. Everything changes when Tara wants some alone time with Ashley. After practice, the two girls head back to Ashley’s for a sleepover. It looks like Tara has ideas of her own that involve marshmallows and are guaranteed to give Ashley the night of her life.

Approximate length: 9,000 words.

Extract:

“Aren’t you having any?” she said, her face had the look of an injured puppy. “I know, you want me to feed you, but you don’t know where my hands have been.” She split open the bag and put her head into the soft pile of small sugary pillows. When she lifted up her head she was holding a marshmallow between her teeth.

“Go on,” she taunted with a full mouth. “Take it.”

What could do?

I moved closer, shifting forward on the bed. She was looking at me and as I started to move towards her lips, she closed her eyes. I placed my lips round the edge of the marshmallow. I could feel her warm breath, a sweet combination of sugar, peach and the sharp tang of the wine cooler. I didn’t take the marshmallow from her for a couple of seconds. I gripped the candy with my mouth, the sugary taste on my tongue as it started to dissolve slightly. I moved my lips forward with the intention of holding the soft white candy between my teeth. My lips pushed into her lips as my teeth gripped the marshmallow. The moment seemed to last indefinitely as I was lost in the uncertainty of what was going to happen.

She bit the marshmallow and we are kissing with half a marshmallow in each of our mouths. She slid one hand round my neck, the other round my waist and pulled me closer.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christie St Claire
• Release date: Apr 20, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311575777

Christie St Claire

Christie St Claire isn’t her real name and these are more than just stories. You could say she uses the name Christie St Claire to protect the innocent, which isn’t to say she is innocent, quite the reverse. There has been a scandal at Fenton University that involved the Cheerleader Squad and a good portion of the Board of Trustees. Christie St Claire is doing everything she can and a lot of things she shouldn’t to find out what happened. You shouldn’t really read Christie St Claire’s stories. She is using them to expose the sordid sexual lives of the Fenton University Cheerleader Squad. The stories are personal accounts from cheerleaders about their dirty little lives. If a character is too familiar, then you might just know them. What you won’t know is what they do in secret, and that’s what Christie St Claire will show you.

Book preview

Foreword

Christie St Claire isn’t my real name and these are more than just stories. I will tell you that I go to Fenton University. You might have heard of the place, you might not. A little while ago, a bit of a scandal ripped through the school. I use ripped in the loosest sense of the word because whatever happened involved the Cheerleader Squad and a good portion of the Board of Trustees. Now, the Board of Trustees obviously have a lot of influence, because before the scandal even got started it disappeared. The loophole in all the secrecy and conspiracy were the cheerleaders. It is a loophole I have exploited.

What you are about to read is one of a series of personal accounts written by one of the cheerleaders about their dirty little lives. Having been involved in the scandal, the dozen or so girls on squad were made to confess their dirty little secrets to a private blog. It turns out that the blog wasn’t so private.

These were confessions written in confidence by cheerleaders with all sorts of interests, all sorts of stories and all sorts of dirty little secrets. You shouldn’t really read these stories. I mean, shouldn’t you respect a poor cheerleader’s privacy?

If you’re still reading, it’s because you have a sordid mind or want to know about the sordid actions of others, so I think we should dispense with any high-minded righteous ideals. Taken by itself this story gives you an insight into the sexual secrets of a cheerleader. She might sound familiar. It might be someone you know. What you won’t know is what they do in secret, which is exactly what I will show you. Taken as a group of stories, they show you the sordid corruption of the squad and provide clues about the scandal that the Trustees have worked so hard to hide.

And why you might ask do I want to show you? Well, you could say I am looking to uncover what happened. Reveal the scandal to the world. Or maybe I’m a disgruntled cheerleader, a cheerleader who didn’t make the squad or one who was denied the position of captain. Maybe I am looking for payback against a group of the most depraved and promiscuous students in the school. Or maybe I am just horny. I might be some of those things or none of them, but when it comes down to it, who I am is irrelevant. What you have ahead of you is important.

These are the confessions of the delinquent cheerleaders of Fenton University, without doubt, the most corrupt and perverted group of girls in the entire school.

Disclaimer

Delinquent Cheerleader Confessions contain explicit bitching about other cheerleaders and an awful lot of sex. All characters are 18 years old and doing things you shouldn’t do and definitely shouldn’t talk about. All situations are consensual acts of a whole lot of fun that they don’t want other people to know about.

Any resemblance to individuals living or dead is more than a little strange, but really, you shouldn’t take it too seriously. It’s just a story.