Sunlight poured through my windows and into my bedroom as I woke up on a typical Saturday morning. I pulled the blanket off my naked body and removed Becca's blue spankies from my crotch as I climbed out of my bed. The briefs were still covered in my cum from the previous night.
I tossed the damp panties aside and walked over to my desk. I sat down in the chair, grabbed my laptop, and turned the computer on. I opened my email and looked at the new mail that had arrived. I had only one new email, but it was the email that I had been eager to receive.
The erotic story from Becca had arrived. Becca was still in Orlando. However, she promised that she would send me a story that contained her adventures and the naughty things that she was doing while she was away.
I downloaded the file that Becca had attached to her email and waited for it to open.
As soon as the story was displayed in a document of Microsoft Word, I leaned back in my chair and read the story that Becca had sent me.
Becca climbed out of the taxicab. She pulled two suitcases out of the vehicle and stared at the building in front of her. She had arrived at the hotel where she would be staying that weekend.
It took only five minutes for Becca to check into the hotel and obtain her room key from the front desk. Once she had everything that she needed for her stay, Becca headed towards the elevators. As soon as she reached the elevators, five males approached her. Their ages ranged from twenty to twenty-five years old.
"You're Becca, right?" the man with brown hair and brown eyes asked her.
"Yes," she answered. "That would be me."
"I'm Kyle," he told her, as he extended his right hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Same here," Becca replied, as she shook Kyle's hand.
Becca shook hands with the group as Jacob, Tyler, Patrick, and Anthony also introduced themselves to her. Becca had contacted them ahead of time and convinced them to help her out with her upcoming projects.
"So where are you staying?" Patrick wondered, as he took Becca's suitcases from her.
"Just follow me, and I'll show you," Becca answered.
A few minutes later, the group walked out of the elevator and over to Room #603. Becca opened the door and entered the hotel room that she had reserved for the weekend's wild events.
Patrick placed both suitcases onto the floor. Then he joined the rest of the group. The five men sat down on the bed that was the closest to the door.
"So now what?" Jacob asked Becca.
"Right now, I'm going to change and prepare for this competition," Becca said, as she opened one of the suitcases and pulled out a pair of white tennis shoes.
"Do you mind if we watch?" Kyle asked her. "You know... as you're..."
"Not at all," Becca told them, as she pulled a black and violet cheerleader outfit out of her suitcase. "In fact, I would enjoy it even more if you did. Just don't touch what you see. You'll get to do plenty of touching soon enough."
Becca kicked her flip-flops off as she prepared to change. Then she pulled her top up and over her head. She tossed the top aside and shook her rack at the horny men.
Becca smiled as she turned around and dropped her miniskirt down to the floor. Then she pulled her panties down her legs and stepped out of them.
"Goddamn, you are beautiful," Jacob remarked, as he stared at her naked body.
At that moment, Becca bent down and shook her ass at the men. They stared longingly at her big ass and shaven pussy. Instinctively, she raised her right hand and spanked her right cheek.
"Sorry, boys," Becca said, after a minute passed. "I'm going to have to put the show that you're enjoying on hold for now. But don't worry. You'll get to see these goodies in their entirety again."
Becca leaned forward and placed a black bow in her hair. Then she grabbed the violet cheerleader miniskirt and put it on, facing away from the men as she pulled it up her legs.
After she adjusted her miniskirt, Becca slowly pulled the violet spankies up her legs. As she adjusted the briefs, she pulled them aside briefly so that the men could have another look at her pussy.
Then she spun around so that the men could have another good look at her boobs. She ran her fingers over her nipples until they were perky and erect.
As soon as they were perky, Becca grabbed her black and violet cheerleader shell, put it on, and slid it down until her rack was covered. She giggled as she finished putting on her cheerleader outfit.
"God, you're so sexy," Patrick declared, as Becca put her white socks and tennis shoes on.
"What do you want us to do now?" Kyle asked her.
"You can relax in my hotel room," Becca told them, as she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. "I'll be back shortly. Then we can have more fun."
An hour passed before Becca arrived at the college cheerleader competition in Orlando. She stood in the front row as she watched the competition begin to unfold.
One by one, the cheerleaders from each university were introduced. Becca made sure to listen carefully and take notes. Then the competition began.
Becca watched all of the cheerleaders perform their routines. She analyzed them as they jumped around and performed various stunts.
She watched the female cheerleaders as they lifted their legs up. She stared longingly at the spankies that were under their miniskirts and the way that those undergarments clung to their bodies.
Becca watched the cheerleaders' expressions whenever they had to interact with the male cheerleaders that were holding them, tossing them into the air, and catching them.
She listened to the audience and made sure to observe their reactions to what they were seeing.
Every time Becca spotted someone of interest, she raised her cell phone up and took a picture of them. She didn't want to forget anyone who could be a great employee and performer.
As soon as the cheerleader competition began to wrap up, Becca headed for the exits. She didn't need to see the outcome or hear what the judges had to say. She already knew who she was going to talk to and test. All she needed to do was obtain the necessary contact information, meet up with them, and ensure that they wanted what she did. Then the real fun could begin.
Becca smiled as the five cheerleaders that she selected climbed out of her rental car and followed her into the hotel. Becca's instincts turned out to be spot on. Most of the cheerleaders that she approached today were horny cheerleaders, and they wanted to see and learn more.
Eventually, Becca and the cheerleaders that she recruited entered the hotel room that Becca had rented. The five men promptly introduced themselves to the cheerleaders.
