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anna wrote: Stripped by the head cheerleader by anna

I’ve never been popular in school (always a nerd), but a lot of the guys secretly have the hots for me. I’m thin, but have perky b-cup tits and a cute rounded ass that the boys love. I’m shy, pale, and raven-haired and a lot of the jocks like to tease me, touching my legs or trying to flip my skirt and watching me blush.

Most of the popular girls in our high school ignore me. They’re all either cheerleaders or on drill team: leggy, athletic, and super outgoing. The most popular girl in school is a total rich bitch cheerleader named Heather. She’s a sexy blonde, with a Victoria’s Secret model body, and a perfect tan from lying outside on the deck of her family’s house on the beach.

Heather always ignored me, until the day that her boyfriend, a guy on the football team named Evan, started flirting with me in Chemistry. He told me that I had nice hair and rested a hand on my leg. Heather happened to look over just as he deliberately spilled a beaker of cold water all over my thin white shirt, revealing my lacy black bra.

After the class ended, I was getting books out of my locker when Heather and a group of cheerleaders came up surrounded me. Heather shoved me and told me that she didn’t like it when sluts came onto her man. I was afraid and tried to walk away, but her friends formed a circle and wouldn’t let me pass.

Heather said that if I liked showing off my body so much in class, maybe I should show the whole school. I knew something bad was coming: a few days before, she had spanked and humiliated another girl that crossed her in the hallway.

I tried to run, but one of the cheerleaders caught and held me. “Let’s start with this,” Heather said, and yanked down my jeans, exposing my panty clad bottom to the gathering crowd in the hallway.

I broke free from the girl holding me and ran for it, only to trip and fall, my pants around my ankles. The cheerleaders snickered and someone stepped on my jeans, so that if I moved away, I would move right out of them.

Heather straddled me and started trying to pull off my shirt. When I began to struggle, she loosed one hand and started tickling me under my arms. I am extremely sensitive to tickling and immediately being writhing to escape her fingers, forgetting to hold down my shirt. Triumphantly, she pulled my shirt over my head and knotted the top so my head and arms were trapped inside, like a bag.

I couldn’t see anything but I could hear people laughing at me. “Strip her!” One of the guys yelled out.

“The guys want to see your tiny tits,” Heather whispered in my ear as she unhooked my bra and flipped me over.

The only way to free my arms to try and get away from her would be to get free of my shirt, but that meant taking it off. I was desperate and began wriggling to get out of my tied up shirt, so that I could at least see.

Just as I got free of my shirt, pulling it off my head, Heather began to lift off my bra. There were about twenty people, most of them in my ear, gathered around and looking at us, eagerly awaiting. I felt the cold air breeze across on my nipples as I jerked away from her, giving the onlookers a flash of my bare boobs.

I grabbed the bra away from her and pressed it to my chest, trying to think. The best defense seemed to be offense. She was still straddling me. I stood up, knocking her off and flipping her tiny cheerleader’s skirt up, so that everyone watching could see her red thong. Heather gasped in rage as a couple of people took pictures. You couldn’t really see that much from above, but from where I was standing, part of her pussy lips were visible where the thong was pushed to one side.

However, in shaking off my attacker, I realized I had stepped out of my pants and was wearing nothing but my panties and unclasped bra in front of what now seemed to be thirty people, with more approaching.
One of Heather’s friend’s grabbed me from behind as Heather came up, with an angry glint in her eyes. “You little bitch,” she said. “I was just going to take off your bra, but maybe you need a better lesson.” She pulled up my loose bra, finally exposing my tits to the onlookers. Camera phones were going off. Heather laughed and tweaked my nipples so that they were hard little nubs. Her friend shook me and the boys cheered as my boobs jiggled obscenely.

Remembering how sensitive I was, Heather reached out and started tickling me again. I was thrashing around in absolute humiliation, my pale tits bouncing in view of everyone.

“Look at her nipples,” someone said. “They’re so long.”

Worse still, I could feel that all the tickling was making it harder to maintain control of my bladder. Something about tickling just makes me need to pee. I started squirming around, “Stop please, I need to pee,” I said, thinking that she might let up.

Heather snickered but didn’t stop. I felt a small squirt of pee come out, making a huge wet spot on my panties, as she continued to tickle me.

“Oh my god, she’s peeing herself,” one of the cheerleaders laughed. They spread my legs and let one of the boys take a photo of the wet spot that turned my white cotton panties semi transparent.

Starting to cry, I pulled away from the cheerleader and started to run away, only to be stopped when one of the boys grabbed me from behind by the tits. He squeezed and kneaded them as Heather pulled down my panties in front of the whole school, leaving me completely naked.

Everyone, even the girls was trying to get a good look. Some boys were lifting me up by my legs and spreading them wide so that everyone could see my wet pussy. “I can see inside her,” someone said. Another person was pulling the folds of my pussy apart so that everyone could see more. I yelped when I felt someone curiously prod me in the butthole.

Uncomfortably, I realized that my pussy wasn’t only wet from the pee soaked panties. I felt hot and warm from the boy playing with my tits and from the many pairs of eyes eagerly digesting my exposed body. “I think she’s turned on by this,” a girl laughed.

Heather was smirking in triumph. “She’s got a big clit for a girl,” she said. “Gross.” She reached out and flicked my clit, which was normal size, but suddenly visible, now that someone was pulling up the little hood of skin to expose it. The flick made a ripple of pleasure move towards me. I started struggling. She flicked it again and I moaned in pleasure before I could stop myself. “What a slut,” she said, “Is anyone filming this?”

She started rubbing my clit in small circular motions. I moaned loudly and couldn’t stop from bucking my hips up to get more. “You little bitch,” Heather said, as she masturbated me harder, her expert fingers rolling my clit up and down. I gasped and felt one of the guys start to finger me.

The shame was intense and it made me even hotter. “Stay away from my man,” she said, just as I came hard and orgasmed in front of the whole school.

They posted the photos online the next day so that everyone could look at them. There were lots of close ups of my hard nipples being kneaded, my tits being squeezed, and my wet pussy. Someone even had taken a close-up of my most private areas, my small pink clit and my exposed butthole. There were plenty too, with my face, including when Heather was taking my panties off.

Boys kept posting on the photos about how much of a hot slut I was and saying things that they wanted to do to me. There were a lot of crude comments about my small tits and how tight my pussy looked. Most of the posts made me horny and embarrassed.

The best post, however, was from Heather’s boyfriend Evan, who wrote it under a photo of me in my bra and panties, before getting fully stripped. “I broke up with Heather. Let’s go out sometime,” the post said. I was excited and happy but also afraid of what Heather would do to me now that her boyfriend had dumped her.

Sandra wrote: Very nice anna by Sandra

Sounds like there could be more parts coming?

Janie NP wrote: Cheerleader story by Janie NP

a classic story about high school cheerleaders

M wrote: Great by M

This is just what this board has been missing. More please.

Anonymous wrote: Re: Stripped by the head cheerleader by Anonymous

now that is a video that needs to go viral!!