Getting the Cheerleader

Nina was one of those girls everyone wanted to be. By eight grade, she had firm 34D cup boobs, The roundest and best shaped ass that even super models would die for, straight blonde hair, bright green eyes, a petite waist and flat stomach that stayed toned and never bulged, no matter how much she ate—and she didn’t even work out that much. By far she’d been the most popular, sweetest and liked girl at school, and not one person would’ve disagreed, even if you didn’t like her. She was also the hottest girl in school, and she was a nice person too, one that got along with everyone, whether Nina liked them or not. One of her policies was to always smile at the person who smiled at you—whether it was your ex, your friend, or some random stranger—she would always return the smile.
So when Nick looked at her in the hallway, and she smiled at him, it wasn’t because she wasn’t being flirtatious, or sexy, she just smiled to be friendly.
Nick, on the other hand, was the very opposite of Nina, and not just by gender. Nick was pale, skinny, and dorky on the outside, but if you really knew him, underneath all those baggy sweatshirts he always wore, he was strong. He could probably lift double of what the strongest football player or wrestling kid could in weights or bench a hundred times more that the strongest high school kid than the state, from working out in his home gym so much. He was what girls would typically call a creep, and he knew that everyone thought of him that way—not that he cared. One of the reasons he was called a creep was because he would look down girls’ shirts and up their skirts when the bent over—but Nick couldn’t have cared less about that rumor—he didn’t see why girls would wear such skin exposing or low cleavage shirts or miniskirts if they didn’t want people looking at them. Another reason Nick was called a creep was because he’d put a video camera in the girls locker room at school. Although there wasn’t absolute proof that Nick was the one who did it, he was always hanging around the girl’s locker room at school, and all the evidence pointed at him, but Nick wouldn’t admit anything, although it was him. Nick would always fantasize about the girls at his school as he masturbated, watched porn or while jacking off—and one of the girls who showed up most in his fantasies was Nina. This wasn’t surprising of course, from the fact that she was the sexiest girl at school by far, but unlike most guys at the school, whenever he saw Nina, he got a boner—and a big one, too.
So when Nina smiled at him for the first time, he just about felt like his dick exploded into some brick. It took everything he had in him to keep walking and not to stop and just grab her boobs. He’d had sex before, more than a few times too, because his parents were filthy rich and he got about $50 a week, so it wasn’t that hard to look up some chick who lived near him who was desperate for some dick at very cheap prices and have her come over and please him when his parents when to fancy parties that lasted past 3 AM. So that way, Nick had pretty much more experience that most of the eighth grade guys at school with sex, maybe even more than the high school kids.
But it was when Nick’s dick got a boner when Nina smiled at him for the first time that he decided that he needed to fuck Nina— today.
He knew Nina’s schedule by heart, from stalking her secretly after school. She had cheerleading practice, and after that, she would walk home, and her parents wouldn’t get home till 9, so she’d secretly go out and do some stuff like hang out with her friends at the mall before they came home—Nick knew her parents never cared to ask what she did or noticed—and Nina had no siblings. Today was perfect for Nick because she was planning on going straight home and skipping cheer practice to finish her homework and study for some class she was failing.
So Nick followed her home. He also knew the fact that she kept the key under the door mat and that was how she got in every day.
And that’s exactly how Nick planned on getting in.
After she entered her house, Nick watched through the trees in her backyard which gave him a perfect into her bedroom to see her come in and finish her homework in her bed.
And when she’d done that, Nick snuck in with the key under the door mat.