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lynnsadventur · 19 days

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Sixteen-year-old Brooke steered her car into the parking lot across the street from the convenience store, on her way to a postgame football party with her cheerleading squad.

She was going to buy some sodas and chips to bring to the party, but she had also wanted to sneak in a six-pack of beer. Her parents didn't drink, so the only way she could get some would be to shoplift the beers. She had done a small amount of shoplifting before, and it was rather easy.

By parking across the street and carrying her large cheerleading duffle bag into the store while dressed in her uniform, it would give the appearance that she was walking home following the game. Then she could buy the pop and chips, but slip the beers into her bag, as well.

As she walked into the store, she smiled at the clerk, a middle-aged man in his forties, who was working alone. She browsed the snack aisle slowly, taking her time, as she picked up a bag of chips. Then she sauntered over to the refrigerated case.

As Brooke passed the beer rack, she looked toward the clerk to see if he was noticing. He seemed to be reading something in another direction, so she quietly slipped the refrigerated case door open and deftly snuck a six-pack of beer into the partially unzipped duffle bag. Then she scooted over to the sodas and picked up a six-pack of those to pay for.

Brooke hadn't realized it, but the store clerk had been watching her in one of the large parabolic mirrors, checking her out in her little uniform, while she had slipped the beers into her bag.

When she arrived at the register to pay for the sodas and chips.

"Do you need anything else tonight?" the clerk asked.

"No," Brooke replied. "That should do it."

"Then what about the beers in your bag?" he inquired.

Brooke's face fell off.

"Shit," she muttered. She had never been caught before, and never really thought about the consequences, since it had been so easy.

Brooke slowly reached into the bag and pulled the beers out.

"Well young lady," he said. "I guess you're in some trouble now."

He picked up the phone and dialed the police, who told him they would be there in a couple of minutes.

"Okay, miss, just wait over there near the office door. The police will be here in a couple of minutes."

Brooke wanted to cry. She had never really contemplated the potential outcome, and now it was too late. And this store clerk was going to take no mercy on her.

It didn't take long for the law to arrive. Two police officers, one probably in his early forties and one who seemed to be just out of training, walked into the store.

"You've got another lifter?" the older cop asked.

"Yep," he answered. "A kid, right over there next to the office door."

The clerk pointed squarely at young Brooke, who wished she could be anywhere but there at that moment.

The older cop got an eyeful of Brooke, and he could tell she was scared.

"Well, we're gonna take her into the office for a while and talk to her before we take her in," he told the clerk.

"That's fine," the clerk responded. "I'll be here in case you need anything."

The older cop looked over at the younger one and smirked as the two slowly approached young Brooke.

"Well, young lady, I guess you've found yourself some trouble, huh?" the older office asked.

"Yes, sir," Brooke answered solemnly.

"Well, then, I think we'd better step into this office and discuss the situation before we take you in," he said.

The officer opened the office door and ushered the three of them in, carefully locking the door behind them.

"So," asked the younger cop. "What were you trying to steal?"

"Beers," she simply said.

"This isn't the first time we've seen minors trying to steal beer, either" he told her.

"So what happens now?" Brooke asked.

Knowing that the store policy was simply to take minors in to scare them, but not to prosecute, the older cop figured to play the situation for all he could get.

"Well, we're supposed to take you in to the station and book you for shoplifting, then call your parents. They can bail you out or let you spend the night in jail before you see the judge tomorrow morning."

Brooke's eyes started to water.

"Isn't there any way you could just let me go with a warning?" she begged. "My parents will kill me, and I'll get kicked off the cheer squad, for sure."

"Well, that's not the policy," the younger officer told her. "Sorry."

"Please?" she pleaded with teary eyes to both men. "I'll do anything not to get in trouble for this. I've learned my lesson."

The older cop looked young Brooke's sexy little body over. She looked so hot in her little cheerleading uniform.

"Anything, huh?" he mused.

"Yes, sir," she said.

His eyes devoured the teenaged cheerleader. She had long, wavy blonde hair, large and bright blue eyes and delicious- looking lips.

Brooke wore a tight, body-hugging sweater. It was a V-neck style, white on the top with a bulldog emblem for the local high school across the chest. The emblem stood out impressively, propelled by her two "C"-cup-sized breasts. The sweater was black on the bottom half, with a four-inch-wide band of bold/white/black/white/gold across the body of the sweater in a similar "V" shape, just below the emblem, with the black initials "MHS" in the white area between the "V". The same color pattern extended across the back of the form-fitting sweater, as well as the long sleeves.

Her skirt was black with sixteen inverted gold and white alternating pleats. It hemmed out very high on her shapely tanned thighs and nicely caressed her fine teenaged ass. A pair of white knee socks, with a black band around the top, and white athletic shoes capped off her delightful uniform.

The older cop wanted her pussy, and this cheerleader seemed very willing to do almost whatever she could to avoid trouble. He glanced over at the younger officer and smiled.

"You're not thinking what I'm thinking, are you?" blurted the other cop.

"Yep, I'm afraid I am," came his answer.

"What's going on?" asked poor Brooke.

"I think my partner has an option for you," the young cop told her.

"Like what?" Brooke inquired, anxious for anything at this point.

The older cop was straight to the point.

"Like we let you go, provided you let us both fuck you and cum in that cute little mouth of yours," he simply offered.

Brooke simply looked at them both, absolutely stunned at the idea of getting out of trouble.

"And then you'd just let me go?" she asked.

"Yep," the cop said.

"That would be okay, I guess," she relented. "Because I don't want any trouble. It's just that I've never been fucked before."

"Are you serious?" asked the younger cop. "A beautiful girl like you?"

"No," Brooke answered. "I never had the guts to ask a guy yet, and I guess they haven't, either."

"Well then," said the older man, "we'll just have to show you how it's done."

"And you want to shoot your stuff in my mouth?" she asked, wincing a bit at the idea.

"Definitely. And you would need to swallow it, too."

"I've heard it doesn't usually taste very good," she commented.

"Well, that's part of the deal. We don't want to leave a mess in this office."

"Okay."

"But we'll have to be pretty quick about it," the young cop added. "Because that store manager will wonder what's going on. And we'll have to be quiet, too."

Brooke nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then, sweetheart," the older guy said as he unbuckled his trousers. "You can start by sucking on my cock."

Brooke just nodded and stepped toward the man to do as she was told.

"And I'll fuck you from behind while you suck him," added the young cop. "Just bend over for me."

Brooke looked a bit alarmed.

"You're not gonna put that thing in my butt, are you?" she asked with concern.

"No, I'm gonna stick it in your pussy from behind," he explained. "It's called 'doggy-style'."

Brooke snickered as the older guy fished his half-erect penis from his boxers and offered it to the high school cheerleader. Brooke took it in her hand and obediently placed it in her warm mouth. Bent forward, she started sucking on it while the guy fucked her mouth slowly.

She felt the other guy's hands as they reached under the pleats of her little skirt. He pushed the pleats upward to expose the tight gold cheerleading bloomers with her white cotton panties underneath.

Brooke felt him grab the waistband of both pairs and tug her bloomer/panty combination down her thighs, leaving them stretched across her legs, just above her knees. He spread her knee socked legs for leverage and fisted his hard cock against her virgin pussy lips from behind.

Her pussy was dry, so the young cop began rubbing her pussy lips with his dick. It didn't take long to get the hot little cheerleader nice and wet. Within a couple of minutes, young Brooke's pussy was sopping with her own cunt juices.

By this time, Brooke had sucked the other cop big and hard. His cock now filled her young mouth, and he began to pump in and out of her lips. Brooke put her hands on her knees for rest and support as the guy skull-fucked her with one hand grasping each side of her head.

The young cop nestled the head of his prick to Brooke's love tunnel and slowly pushed it in until it hit her maidenhead, the thin membrane that marked her virginal state.

"Okay, baby, I'm gonna bust your cheery now," he told her. "It'll hurt a little bit at first, but it'll go away."

He put his hands on the sides of her cheerleading sweater and punched it through her hymen quickly. Brooke grunted as he popped her innocence, but the pain quickly subsided.

"Okay, baby, that was it," he reassured her. "You'll be fine, now."

The cop slowly pulled out, then slid it back in repeatedly, each time giving the teen cheerleader about a quarter-inch more schlong. Before long, he was able to fuck a good five inches into her first-time twat, enjoying the ultra-tight fit of her virgin pussy.

Poor Brooke was getting pumped from both ends simultaneously as she was bent over in her sexy cheer uniform with her hands on her knees.

"Stroke it with your tongue while I fuck that mouth of yours," said the older cop.

Brooke tried as best she could to satisfy the man. After a few minutes of double-fucking, the two men decided to switch positions simply by having little Brooke turn around.

"I need to rest my mouth for a couple of minutes," Brooke said. "My jaws are sore."

"Then I'll fuck you on this desk while you rest for my partner," said the older cop.

As Brooke wiggled her cheer briefs and panties down to her ankles and kicked them aside, he picked the cheerleader up and placed her on the edge of the desk. Brooke lifted her legs, placing the soles of her shoes on the edge of the desk, also, wide to the sides.

The sixteen alternating gold and white pleats of her little black cheer skirt spread nicely across the top of her thighs as she presented her moist love treasure to the older cop. She looked marvelous with her knee socks cocked to the sides, inviting the man to impale her with his saliva-coated cock.

He lifted the sides of her sweater and tugged the fabric high on her chest, above her ample breasts, as he also lifted her bra cups to let her mammaries free.

"Yeah, let's see those nice tits while I fuck you," he blurbed, as he squatted a bit to put his cock in position.

Brooke smiled as she looked down and watched him push the head of his prick between her pussy lips and gently slide it in. She could feel his member fill her tight, warm snatch as he took several fuck-strokes to drive the full length into the young girl, mashing his pubic hair against her pink clit.

"Oh, yeah," he murmured. "Fits like a fucking glove..."

The younger cop watched, gently stroking himself, as his partner hammered little Brooke's deflowered pussy gently but firmly. Brooke's tits wiggled with each thrust as they dangled beneath her cheerleading sweater and bra.

Brooke was really enjoying this now. She looked over at a nearby mirror and was able to see the reflection of herself getting fucked from a third-person perspective. It made her even hornier.

The cop was only able to fuck young Brooke for a few minutes then he accidentally blew an load in her tight warm wet pussy.

"Fuck," he gasped, as he pulled out of her. "I've gotta stop, before I blow another load in your cunt."

"It's my turn, then," said the younger cop, quickly, anxious to dip his fleshy spear into her teen treasure again.

As his partner stepped aside, the young cop assumed the position and was quickly fucking the teen cheerleader with a frenzied pace.

The older cop could only watch as Brooke's long blonde hair bounced around with her tits as his partner drilled her with quick thrusts. He didn't even touch his cock because he knew he would blow his wad early. The excitement level was just too much.

The young cop didn't last long, either, before he also had to pull out.

"Okay, let's switch positions again, just like how we started."

The two officers pulled Brooke down from the desk and positioned her between them again, this time bent forward to receive the younger guy's cock in her mouth.

Placing her hands on her knees again, Brooke opened her mouth wide for her oral fucking, while feeling the back of her little skirt being pulled up and the other cock entering her pussy from behind.

The younger guy slid himself into her waiting mouth, and she sealed her lips around him. The threesome continued the hot 'n heavy action for another four or five minutes.

"I'm ready to shoot off," grunted the older cop. "How about you?"

"Yeah, I think it's time," grunted his younger partner.

The one cops pulled out of the teen cheerleader mouth

"Okay," said the one. Kneel right here , hold your head back and keep your mouth open."

Brooke nodded and did as she was instructed. She was almost completely out of trouble with the law now, and she knew she had to keep her end of the deal.

"I'll go first," said the

He positioned himself between the girl's knees and put the head of his cock on her tongue as he stroked himself.

"Remember, you need to swallow it all so we don't leave a mess. Understand?" he asked.

Brooke nodded, as she waited for his creamy cargo.

"Aw, shit, here it comes," the cop grunted.

His cock spurted a load of thick, frothy goo into the cheerleader's open mouth, sliding down her tongue to the back of her throat. Again and again, he fired his spunk repeatedly into her young mouth, and the obedient girl swallowed every bit of his load without hesitation. After four or five salvos of steamy cum, he squeezed the last of it onto the girl's tongue.

"Oh yeah, baby," he exulted. "You're such a good girl."

He stepped aside to zip up as his partner took his turn, standing between the girl's knees.

"Hey, baby, stick your tongue out so I can watch it shoot into your mouth without spilling a drop," he told her.

Brooke pressed her tongue against the underside of his cock, keeping her head back and mouth wide open. It didn't take this guy long, either, to give her a good, frothy drink.

"Aw, shit!" he exclaimed, as he shot his first wad of cum off the roof of her mouth.

Another squirt of warm, creamy jizz followed, then another, and another. Brooke's mouth was filling with the cop's spunk faster than she could swallow.

"God, that's a load!" exclaimed his partner. "You're gonna drown the poor kid."

The young cop kept on feeding the cheerleader his creamy nectar, which pooled in her mouth. Brooke tried desperately to gulp down the relentless flow of semen. Finally, the cascade of cum slowed to a point where Brooke managed to swallow fast enough to keep up. Mercifully, it trickled to a stop.

"Okay, baby, suck the last of it out, he told her.

Brooke sealed her lips around his cock and sucked as he stroked himself down the shaft one last time, slowly squeezing the last of his seed into the teenager's mouth. She felt the last of his creamy goop as it hit her taste buds, and she swallowed the last drops of it like a proper young cheerleader should.

"Well, sweetheart, you've earned your freedom," said the older cop, with a smile. "Just let us put you in the squad car and take you a block away, so this store manager thinks we're doing our job."

Brooke nodded as she pulled her bra and sweater back into position, and then reached for her panties and cheer briefs, quickly putting them back on. She smiled to herself, happy to be out of trouble with the law, but also happy she had pleased these men.

#older man younger woman #oldermen #older daddy #older guys #teacher crush #dadyslittlegirl #fuck me dady #older dad bf #daddy's good girl #cheerleader

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nicecurves · 6 months

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#cheerleader kait #fitkaitlynxoxo #bf #kneeling #soles #fav

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campybara · 1 year

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oh me oh my

I love the dethsub episode its so god awfully funny

I love the scene where Nathan and Skwisgaar are working out as Toki just skates around without a care in the world while Pickles and Murderface try to deal with their own sexual frustrations.

#metalocalypse #Dethklok #toki wartooth #nathan explosion #Is this a ship post #That's up to you #Warsplosion #Explosiontooth #Idk is that their ship name #Toki is such a little cheerleader #Cheerleader and her quarterback bf #Okay I'll stop #My art #The perspective is so bad I'm sorry I haven't drawn in a while

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archersartcorner · 5 months

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Okey here’s the final video! Maybe I’ll come back and add more fine details later but I’m alright leaving it like this for now. Boop :)

[Video ID: A digital animation of Norman Takamori and Skip from Dimension 20: A Starstruck Odyssey. Norman is doing push ups and Skip, slug mode, is booping his nose when he gets close to the floor. End ID.]

#my art #described #animation #dimension 20 #a starstruck odyssey #norman takamori #skip takamori #skipperskip #the wurst crew has like. a Joint Workout Day together. everyone kinda does their own routines - Norman’s specifically is very reminiscent-#-of brigade/military warm ups. everyone else is Just A Lil Fearful at how much this 50 y/o man can do actually WHEHS #Skip goes out of body to try n mimic Norman’s workouts but realizes pretty quickly he. can’t really with his slug body. he tries to do one-#-(1) push up and realizes oh his body can’t really do that. cus Norman bursting out laughing cus Skip just kinda slammed his body fully-#-flat on the ground and realized he didn’t really have an ‘upper body’ to support LMAO #so skip just decides to kinda cheerlead Norman on. Norman does sit ups with Skip on his knees and boops his face when he comes up :)#at some point Norman just stops counting how many of each exercise he’s done cus he’s just having fun with Skip. ‘hehe slug bf go boop :)’

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poisoned-pearls · 6 months

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Azul who is just obsessed with being Jamil’s biggest fan. He goes to every game puts Jamil’s number on EVERYTHING buys him twenty different compression sleeves all of it. Most supportive bf ever. He knows Jamil’s game schedule before he does

#Azujami #jamiazu #ashenviper #My wip one shot now has 8400 smth words #Unfortunately I’m stuck bc of logistical problems #(Who would be more sensitive to other people’s feelings: Ace or Riddle)#BUT #oh my god Azul would be such a like #Highschool girl who’s bf is their towns best player who has deluded herself into thinking he’s gonna end up as the star nba player #And shes gonna end up as a nba wife (her boyfriend is slightly above average in skill)#That’s the energy he’d give off #Loudest cheerleader (he has no idea what’s going on)#From a more serious point tho Azul desperately wants to see Jamil’s absolute best #And I think that basketball is probably Jamil’s only ‘safe’ outlet #Bc kalim is no where near it so he actually can be a star #And like try his best #And azul would LOVE seeing it #I’m in my ashenviper brainrot hours

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grendelsmilf · 2 years

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older frog girls sketchdump. bc the brainrot is real

#amphibia #anne boonchuy #sasha waybright #marcy wu #sashanne #sashannarcy #fanart #o.art #tried to put these in like. c #chronological order?? idk #but its like 1) sleepover before marcy moves away #2) cheerleader x jock hug. actually the time period there is unclear #3) sometime in highschool?? (note that anne's shirt says gilf bc she is canonically into gilves)#4) marcy in her new bedroom; texting anne and sasha??#also apologies for her posters im not a nerd idk #5) anne in college. being hot and cool and dykey #6) more sashanne idk. brainrot #7) okay this was the first one i drew and its specifically from my post where i said theyd go to prom together despite sasha having a bf #anne is already drunk here #and then 8) an older marcy portrait bc i just love her design #i think she looks so lovely w long hair #i love them all.....#frogshowposting #100

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jrueships · 8 months

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wtffff... THE EFFECTS OF TIME 🙀⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️💥💥💥💥

#to be serious tho viking stef was too cute no wonder he was such a known menace back then #joshs pimply face 😭😭#WOOOAH JOSH AND DIGGS BOTH HAVE BIRTHMARKS ON THE SAME SIDES OF THEIR FACES #....... soulmate soulmark au ?? REAL????#stef becoming rounder and softer when on the bills is not just a physical observation to be noted... but also.. a Personal #joshs same kind big brown eyes and always looks a little goofy almost unsure smile #wife who was mean cheerleader now great mother girlboss and her bf who everyone thought shed never get eith #then never stay with long lasting marriage husband #this is a romantic historic

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milktea-grn · 2 years

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u love him

#supportive bf …#cheerleader bf ..

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teddyoverthinks · 2 years

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Bestie… how cringe can you get…

I can get more cringe than you can even imagine!

I don’t know what part of this account is the most cringe—the vulnerability, the earnestness, or the respect I have for fanfiction.

But

I will continue to be vulnerable and earnest. This account is as much for me as it is anybody else, and I have to put my whole heart into every post for them to be what I want them to be.

I will never lose my respect for fanfiction, or any retold stories. They will continue to be one of my favorite parts of culture.

I will continue finding valuable ideas in everything I read.

I will continue sharing them, because I LOVE this. It helps me! I get to think about quotes that affected me & use them intentionally to meet their full potential of effectiveness. I’d like to think it helps other people in a variety of ways, even if they’re just finding fic reccs.

I thought pretty hard about my reply to this, because I could choose to ignore it, or give you the standard “anon hate is pretty cringe, actually, because only twelve year olds have the time and vindictiveness to be mean because they don’t like something rather than click away”.

But the thing is, this made me sad today, and the thing about this account is that it makes me happy. Your message came with a chance to remind myself, and anyone else who sees this, why I am here.

So I’d like to talk about shame for a second. You think, for whatever reason, something about what I post here is shameful. The stuff I talk about—self respect, human rights, striving to be a good and decent human—makes you so uncomfortable you want to know why I’m not too.

There’s a very long winded answer to that, beginning with the fact that I’ve been incredibly ‘cringey’ my whole life, so this purposefully shared vulnerability is comparatively minor, and ending with Brené Braun’s TED Talk Listening To Shame.

But the short answer is that pride defeats shame, so when I feel a spiral of cringe fail nobody will like this yikes yikes yikes coming on, instead of curling up in a ball or trying badly to fit in, I choose to do the thing I like and be proud of it. Proud of defeating the cringefailanxiety thoughts, even though it’s an ongoing battle. Proud of being unique and happy. Proud of making friends that support me. I can even be proud of making someone laugh at how silly I am.

I truly hope you find a way to love yourself for your own uniqueness, because if you can’t even respect mine, I doubt you’re proud of yours.

And if this post doesn’t help anon, I hope it helps someone else!

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enassbraid · 1 year

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The idea of marriage is so dreadful like you’re telling me some people actually want to be entitled to someone for the rest of their life??? Dont you get sick of them???? Marriage sounds like a prison

#also the way other ppl my age talk about wanting to marry their s/o #ok you love them we get it but at least graduate before considering MARRIAGE😭#oh wait that reminds me of this one freshman on the cheerleading team who’s 14 and got promise rings with her bf of 5 months #thats actually insane to me #this perception of love and marriage isn’t bad right?#dor spoken

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jellybracelet · 2 years

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she was actually the loml tho frrrrr

#i have a type #she looks exactly like the senior girl i had a humongous crush on from my cheerleading team who gave me my first bong hit #ilyilyily #she always invited little freshman me to her house to hang out with her and her bf because she apparently didnt have parents idk it was odd #tvd #vicki donovan

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lynnsadventur · 19 days

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Sixteen-year-old Brooke steered her car into the parking lot across the street from the convenience store, on her way to a postgame football party with her cheerleading squad.

Brooke hadn't realized it, but the store clerk had been watching her in one of the large parabolic mirrors, checking her out in her little uniform, while she had slipped the beers into her bag.

When she arrived at the register to pay for the sodas and chips.

"Do you need anything else tonight?" the clerk asked.

"No," Brooke replied. "That should do it."

"Then what about the beers in your bag?" he inquired.

Brooke's face fell off.

"Shit," she muttered. She had never been caught before, and never really thought about the consequences, since it had been so easy.

Brooke slowly reached into the bag and pulled the beers out.

"Well young lady," he said. "I guess you're in some trouble now."

He picked up the phone and dialed the police, who told him they would be there in a couple of minutes.

"Okay, miss, just wait over there near the office door. The police will be here in a couple of minutes."

Brooke wanted to cry. She had never really contemplated the potential outcome, and now it was too late. And this store clerk was going to take no mercy on her.

It didn't take long for the law to arrive. Two police officers, one probably in his early forties and one who seemed to be just out of training, walked into the store.

"You've got another lifter?" the older cop asked.

"Yep," he answered. "A kid, right over there next to the office door."

The clerk pointed squarely at young Brooke, who wished she could be anywhere but there at that moment.

The older cop got an eyeful of Brooke, and he could tell she was scared.

"Well, we're gonna take her into the office for a while and talk to her before we take her in," he told the clerk.

"That's fine," the clerk responded. "I'll be here in case you need anything."

The older cop looked over at the younger one and smirked as the two slowly approached young Brooke.

"Well, young lady, I guess you've found yourself some trouble, huh?" the older office asked.

"Yes, sir," Brooke answered solemnly.

"Well, then, I think we'd better step into this office and discuss the situation before we take you in," he said.

The officer opened the office door and ushered the three of them in, carefully locking the door behind them.

"So," asked the younger cop. "What were you trying to steal?"

"Beers," she simply said.

"This isn't the first time we've seen minors trying to steal beer, either" he told her.

"So what happens now?" Brooke asked.

Knowing that the store policy was simply to take minors in to scare them, but not to prosecute, the older cop figured to play the situation for all he could get.

Brooke's eyes started to water.

"Isn't there any way you could just let me go with a warning?" she begged. "My parents will kill me, and I'll get kicked off the cheer squad, for sure."

"Well, that's not the policy," the younger officer told her. "Sorry."

"Please?" she pleaded with teary eyes to both men. "I'll do anything not to get in trouble for this. I've learned my lesson."

The older cop looked young Brooke's sexy little body over. She looked so hot in her little cheerleading uniform.

"Anything, huh?" he mused.

"Yes, sir," she said.

His eyes devoured the teenaged cheerleader. She had long, wavy blonde hair, large and bright blue eyes and delicious- looking lips.

The older cop wanted her pussy, and this cheerleader seemed very willing to do almost whatever she could to avoid trouble. He glanced over at the younger officer and smiled.

"You're not thinking what I'm thinking, are you?" blurted the other cop.

"Yep, I'm afraid I am," came his answer.

"What's going on?" asked poor Brooke.

"I think my partner has an option for you," the young cop told her.

"Like what?" Brooke inquired, anxious for anything at this point.

The older cop was straight to the point.

"Like we let you go, provided you let us both fuck you and cum in that cute little mouth of yours," he simply offered.

Brooke simply looked at them both, absolutely stunned at the idea of getting out of trouble.

"And then you'd just let me go?" she asked.

"Yep," the cop said.

"That would be okay, I guess," she relented. "Because I don't want any trouble. It's just that I've never been fucked before."

"Are you serious?" asked the younger cop. "A beautiful girl like you?"

"No," Brooke answered. "I never had the guts to ask a guy yet, and I guess they haven't, either."

"Well then," said the older man, "we'll just have to show you how it's done."

"And you want to shoot your stuff in my mouth?" she asked, wincing a bit at the idea.

"Definitely. And you would need to swallow it, too."

"I've heard it doesn't usually taste very good," she commented.

"Well, that's part of the deal. We don't want to leave a mess in this office."

"Okay."

"But we'll have to be pretty quick about it," the young cop added. "Because that store manager will wonder what's going on. And we'll have to be quiet, too."

Brooke nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then, sweetheart," the older guy said as he unbuckled his trousers. "You can start by sucking on my cock."

Brooke just nodded and stepped toward the man to do as she was told.

"And I'll fuck you from behind while you suck him," added the young cop. "Just bend over for me."

Brooke looked a bit alarmed.

"You're not gonna put that thing in my butt, are you?" she asked with concern.

"No, I'm gonna stick it in your pussy from behind," he explained. "It's called 'doggy-style'."

The young cop nestled the head of his prick to Brooke's love tunnel and slowly pushed it in until it hit her maidenhead, the thin membrane that marked her virginal state.

"Okay, baby, I'm gonna bust your cherry now," he told her. "It'll hurt a little bit at first, but it'll go away."