SomeSportsFan wrote: Cheerleading accident (True story) by SomeSportsFan
My ex-girlfriend from high school, Moly, was trying out for the cheerleading team. It was our freshmen year. I played football, that's how we really got together back in 8th grade. Well, it was a week or so into the new school year, our freshmen year. I would walk her to the girl's locker room, right below the football locker room. I would give her a big hug and kiss then we'd part on our own ways. The cheerleading team would do their thing in the practice gym, being on the football team we'd be out on the practice field. The first few weeks, nothing of interest really happened. She made the team, woo go Molly, yadda yadda yadda. There was a male cheerleader, the only one on the cheerleading team (no bias, he batted for the same team). Taylor (the male cheerleader) told Molly he thought I was kind of cute. So, my first impression of him was a little weary. Around our second or third game week, Molly told me something that made me and Taylor good friends ever since. Molly said that she was doing a chair sit (a stunt) and everything started out okay. Well, there was a flaw somewhere her stunt, one thing led to another, and she started to slide off Taylor's hand. He acted quickly though, and caught her. Taylor just so happened to catch her by her cheer shorts, bloomers, and thong she had on. She said he kind of held her there for a little bit. I thought this story was pretty funny. Now fast forward a few weeks we break up. Sure, I was kind of sad and bitter (first love what can I say) so I thought of something funny. I talked with Taylor and he told me basically the same story. So I asked him to do me one favor, since I knew Molly wasn't the best liked cheerleader, I asked him to do that during a game. He laughed and said he'd try to do it. Friday rolls around, and I look around right before the start of the fourth quarter. To me delight, Molly is hanging by her bloomers and underwear again. All the cheer team, and a few football players laughed at this. I could tell she was pretty embarrassed to have this happen in front of our whole town.
That's about it, my first story so tell me what you guys think, I'm open to any suggestions on story writing. Thank you for the read!
Janie wrote: Such a great story idea! by Janie
Okay, you asked.... First of all,the idea for your story is so cool. I wished all my high school years I could be athletic enough to cheer, play lacrosse,do anything really -- I was just such a muff! Okay enough about me. A story has a beginning, middle and end. Yours has a great beginning, but it starts to slow to the real story -- your GFs exposure and embarrassment, and the ending which brings out the final punch line, or lessons or whatever you want us to leave with... was practically nonexistent. No matter, your onto a great story line idea.
I suggest you go back and fill out the middle and end. In the middle, describe what your friend did, and how he set your former girlfriend up, and how he held her out to reveal herself, or her panties, whatever it was that was humiliating and fun. In the end, describe what you saw, and how you felt about it. Explain your motive and how shaming your girlfriend made you feel (horny, amused, superior...even good -- whatever it was that you felt). Oh, and describe your girlfriend's scrunchies, sport briefs -- 'spankies' we called them -- and panties more, to build us up to the end. Try to figure out a twist if you can. Perhaps he wound up accidentally touching her p*ssy, or she had a wet spot, or her panties tore -- anything to build it up more! Maybe her dad hopped out of the stands mad as hell at your humiliation and beat your friend up (LOL). What is it that makes this story so memorable that you HAD to tell us? Make something up if you have to -- it's a story after all. Use your imagination so we go home humiliated or horny, depending upon our feelings as we read it.
Try to share the most intimate feelings of you and all your friends to us, your readers. Especially the feelings and reactions of your girlfriend, one way or another!
Love Janie