Lisa Goes All the Way for an A (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, Lisa is a horny little cheerleader who in for a shock when she turns up for her midterm and realizes she is completely unprepared. Determined to get an A for her class, Lisa comes up with a plan that will secure her the grade. Lisa's impulsive decision and hot and steamy class room antics means her hot professor is in for a treat.

Approximate length: 8,500 words.

Extract:

I sit back in my chair, sliding my bum forward to the edge of the smooth wooden seat. I place my hands on my thighs and look up at Professor Woodson. He’s looking at me with a little smile. I bite my lip and give him some sexy eyes. I can feel my boobs rising as I breathe and realize that I am getting really excited.

I look down and can see my pleated skirt held tight between my thighs. The skirt is short so there is not far to go to reach my panties, but I’m going to need to be quick.

I bring my legs together. He appears a little uncomfortable. He shifts in his seat, looks cautiously to the door and then back at me. I’m looking straight at him, waiting for him to look back. Hooking my feet on the bottom bar of the seat, I push against the back of the chair and lift my ass off the seat. Afraid for a moment that I am going to tumble over and get stuck in my desk chair with my panties around my ankles, I move my hands to my hips, slip my thumbs in the sides of my panties and roll them off my ass in one quick movement. My panties reach the top of my thighs and I lower myself back onto the seat, my naked cheeks touch the wooden seat and I can feel my wet pussy released from the confines of my panties.

The next bit is difficult to do without attracting attention. Some of the people in the class have finished and are shifting in their seats, shuffling their papers on their desks. Thankfully there is no one sitting behind me and I am in the row farthest to the right. Keeping my legs together, I swing my feet underneath me and to the right. With a little encouragement, my panties fall to my ankles.

Professor Woodson shifts to his right to keep my panties in view. He stumbles slightly, nearly falling off his chair and attracting the attention of the class. He holds up a silently apologetic hand as I swing my panties off my ankles, onto my desk and under my paper.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christie St Claire
• Release date: Apr 20, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311973405

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