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story_intro: It's the night before the big game and members of the Brookfield State University football team are having a party with a nice collection of little treats served by the team's booster club. 

story_language: English





Something to Cheer About

Written by madvlad


Three Days Before the Game:

	The booster club of Brookfield State University's football team had a dilemma. After years of probation, suspensions, and underperforming teams, this year's squad had won the conference title and was playing in the Enormous Bowl, one of the most important college bowl games of the year.

	The issue was not with the team's defense which many people referred to as the Thumpers for two reasons. One was obvious - they had a habit of thumping the opposing teams' quarterbacks and ball carriers into the turf. The other reason was that as a group, they were devoutly religious - "bible thumpers".

	The twenty-eight players who comprised the offense were collectively known as the Offenders. One the field, they were very talented at scoring. They were equally proficient off the field - scoring with just about anything female that walked on two legs. There had been quite a few incidents that the well-heeled boosters had covered up, but those had been in the school's city. Now they were wondering what it would take to keep the players under wraps in this city before the bowl game. Money was no object, but the bragging rights for their alma maters in their clubs and boardrooms were something of concern.

	"So you're sure the cheerleaders won't put out?" one member asked.

	"Two, maybe three would. But the rest - no. And damned if they aren't up on every fucking sexual harassment statute in the book," the booster club's vice president reported. "We would need some poontang that we could make sure wouldn't blab."

	"I think the stories of some of their antics are overblown," opined another member. "I know they had those five twelve year-old girls at their frat party, but some of the girls these days look like they sixteen or seventeen."

	"Not these," the vice president replied. "They were in training bras and a couple didn't even need them. And the most pubes that any of them had was some glorified peach fuzz on one or two."

	"How would you know?"

	"Because I saw the photos the players took. And a few said the only reason they had these twelve year-olds was because they couldn't get any that were nine or ten."

	"Nine or ten," the president spoke at last as he stared thoughtfully at some distant point in the room. "Gentlemen, how many loyal boosters would love to have their daughters date a Brookfield football player? I say that we have enough members with the proper discretion who could get their wish sooner than we think."

	
The Night Before the Game.

	There were twenty suitable girls between the ages of seven and ten selected. The boosters' executive board lowered the bottom age a little to get more offerings. Although the age of arranged marriages was long over, the idea of getting daughters married to the right people to build alliances and business connections still appealed to many of the men. And if it meant pimping their daughters out much earlier, well, they were commodities to be used. 

	The young girls, who had their tender ages had already been raised in a culture that worshipped the mighty Brookfield Barbarians, were excited that they would be "dating" their heroes. The older ones had a vague sense of what sex was all about and were somewhat nervous as well, but they felt privileged to do something so adult. The younger ones just thought they would be able to have a grown-up party. All had been warned not to tell or they couldn't meet the players anymore. 

	They had been assembled in one of a series of adjoining suites with the connecting doors open to create one massive area with many rooms. The boosters had already reserved three entire floors in the hotel - the one with the "party" suites, and the floors above and below. That would address the noise issue.

	Each girl was dressed in a red and purple Brookfield cheerleader's costume, with the exception of footwear and underpants. They crotches had been smeared with a lubricant gel that was also designed to arouse their latent sexual feelings. Many of the children were fidgeting as their immature genitals were making them restless in a very unsettling way. More than one child had run to a bathroom to wipe away the embarrassing wetness that had begun to trickle down their thighs. 

	The players entered the room, led by their quarterback, Tom. They stopped as a group and goggled at the collection of preteen treats.

	"Damn," said Tom. "They told us they had some young stuff for us, but..."

	A trio of ten year-olds approached the players. A perfectly coifed girl with light brown hair spoke first.

	"Good evening," she said in a crisp, perfectly modulated voice. "My name is Kate. This is Amelia and this is Bonnie. May we be the first to welcome you with all that we have? Tom, you can pick."

	Tom rubbed his lips. Kate was obviously a rich man's girl. Amelia looked sweet with her blonde hair also well-styled. Bonnie's brunette locks were in twin braids and she was frantically pressing her thighs together. The players had been told that the girls had been lubed up with some sort of stuff with sex hormones in it. There were several small bowls of the stuff scattered around the room if more was needed.

	"Gee, I don't know," he said, still trying to make up his mind. 

	"Then out of my way," grumbled the starting fullback, a hulking brute with a perpetual field of stubble on his face and nicknames, naturally, Razor. "I'm so horny I could fuck the crack of dawn."

	Several players snickered at this old, stale joke. Kate and her two friends looked taken aback by Razor's comment.

	"Oh, well..." Kate struggled for something to say. "Dawn?"

	A slender eight year-old with straight blonde hair to her butt stepped forward and looked at Razor. 

	"Um...I'm Dawn," she said.

	"Oh," Razor replied. This was unexpected, but in his position on the field, he was always looking for an unexpected opening. 

	"Show me what you've got, kid."

	Dawn turned slightly pink as she lifted her skirt and showed Razor and his teammates her hairless muff, all shiny with the gel. 

	"That'll work!" Razor announced and scooped the little girl up and carried her to a bedroom. 

	She took off her skimpy cheerleader's uniform as Razor quickly got out of his clothes. He put Dawn on the bed and crawled over her prone body. The little girl had avoided looking at his cock but could now feel it's hardness against her immature vulva. Razor rubbed his tool between the eight year-old's legs, further inflaming her sexual urges. Dawn squirmed in ecstasy as his prick made her cunny grow hot and wet. 

	"How are you doing down there," Razor asked.

	"Uh...oh...fine, sir. They told us it would hurt a little the first time, but it hasn't."

	Razor snorted. 

	"That's because I'm just rubbing to get you loose. Now I'll put it in me."

	Dawn clearly didn't understand what fucking was. She could feel the size of his...thing and considered what she had. Oh, and now the tip of him was trying to work its way into her small crevice.

	"But I don't think..." she began before Razor clamped a hand over her mouth. 

	"Less thinking, less talking, and more fucking," he told her as he shot his prick forward into Dawn's bald cuntlet. 

	The untested mound spread itself wide as it was invaded. The fullback's cock made short work of the child's defensive line, ripping past her hymen with ease. Dawn yelped into Razor's hand as she felt her self tearing inside. And suddenly, she was even wetter as more of her small channel was prodded and pushed open.

	"Easy baby," Razor told her. "I know it stings, but I'm gonna make you feel much better."

	Razor had a few first-timers before, although none had been nearly this young. The blood from her taken virginity was soaking her pussy tube - most convenient for him. He slowly pulled out and then gave a slow but firm push back in. Dawn tensed but did not feel the sharp pain return. Yes, her tender sex was still adjusting to its premature use, but now each thrust from Razor felt better and better. 

	Razor grinned as he removed his hand from Dawn's panting mouth. Her little pussy felt like a wet silk glove around his penis. The child was really getting into it, instinctively bumping her hips up to meet each of his inward charges. 

	"Oh!" she gasped. "Something's...ahhh...wha-"

	Watching the little girl experience her first orgasm with completely unexpected surprise was enough for Razor's overcharged balls and he shot his sperm well into the writhing eight year-old's womb. 

	"And how old are you, Tina?" asked Randy, a wide receiver, as he rubbed the redhead's tiny clit.

	"I'm seven!" she answered proudly, showing a gap in her smile where she had lost one of her baby teeth.

	"Are you ready to be a slut?"

	"I don't know how," she said worriedly, afraid she would not be allowed to play with the athletes.

	"It's easy. Just give me your little pussy and I'll do all the work.

	The naked child spread her legs as the twenty year-old man pushed his cock into her smooth quim. The fleshy outer lips pulled apart and thinned as they squeezed themselves around the shaft of meat entering her innocent body. She cried weakly as her cherry burst apart. Randy put his thumb, coated with Tina's cunny juices, into the second grader's mouth. 

	"Here, taste your cunt. Doesn't it taste good?"

	"Mm hmm," she said as she sucked his thumb. 

	The sucking helped take her mind of the sharp pain between her legs. The man was moving his thing in and out a little, massaging the inside of her stretched vagina. Now that was nice. She felt a sharp jolt fire from her clitty and she jerked her head up and back on the bed. That was better than...ice cream!

	Randy kept his thrusts at a minimum as he pleasured the little girl. Her small sex tube pulsed against his cock in a quickening beat until it constricted and held his shaft. Tina made a whispery warbling sound and then her cunt relaxed as her climax coursed through her body and dissipated. 

	"Now you're a slut," he told Tina. "Good job!"

	Tina grinned and the football player slid his cock deeper into her little twat as he prepared her for an even fuller fuck session.

	Little Maddie was an angry five year-old. It wasn't fair that her big sister Tess got to play with the football team. Maddie had her own Brookfield cheerleader uniform too. She was in her hotel bed when she heard her parents leave for a boosters' party. She had pretended to be asleep and slipped out from under the covers when she was sure her mommy and daddy were gone.

	She unzipped her footie pajamas and pulled them off. After putting her cheerleader outfit on, she left the room and went to the elevator. She had heard her father tell Tess that the party was on the twenty-seventh floor. The tiny girl eyed the buttons in the elevator and finally pressed "27" in triumph. Only big girls could count up to twenty -seven. She'd show them.

	When she got off the floor, some private security hired by the boosters raised their eye brows. This new girl was definitely younger than the others, but she was dressed as a cheerleader, so they let her into one of the suites. 

	As Maddie took in the carnal scenes before her, she slowly sank to her butt in a corner and cried.

	"There's Bonnie - I wanted her next," Tom said as he pointed to the braided brunette on her hands and knees who had just finished receiving a good butt-fucking. 

	He was standing next to the towering bulk Theodore Gronkowski, the team's All-American center, who simply went by the name Gronk. At over three hundred pounds of mostly muscle, the center stood out even among other jocks. Gronk stepped behind Bonnie and squatted down into his center's position. 

	Bonnie squealed and giggled as she felt a pair of huge hands grip her on the sides like she was a football. She heard Tom giving a loud snap count.

	Gronk looked at Bonnie's reddened, stretched asshole. It was oozing semen and he could see a drier stain on the child's hairless pussy. The previous ten year-old he nailed had been great - just a half an hour ago. Her sleek little body happily wriggled on his cock as he pinned her to the bed. She moaned through multiple orgasms before he finally relented and planted his seed inside her newly deflowered sex. The best of his little swimmers were still searching in vain inside the young girl's womb, seeking the eggs she was not yet able to produce. 

	Tom yelled at him to hike the "ball". Gronk decided he was in the mood for anal and he snapped Bonnie up and back, nailing her up the ass with his dick. Since her anus was still stretched and soaked, it quickly opened as the child's backside took its second straight man. 

	"What's going on?" Tom hollered. 

	"I muffed the snap," Gronk replied, repeating the hiking motion as he fucked Bonnie on his cock. "I guess I'd better practice more right now."

	"Shit! Now what am I supposed to do?" Tom complained.

	Gronk stood upright, handling the ten year-old on his cock with ease. He turned and faced Tom with a huge grin on his face.

	"With every ass that closes, a new mouth opens," the center intoned piously.

	"Gotcha!" Tom replied and promptly gave Bonnie her first taste of cock.

	Kate was fit to be tied. This was definitely not fair! First, that little wisp of a girl, Dawn, is the first to get fucked. Then Tom picked Amelia instead of her, but she could handle that. Bonnie had been de-virginized by a tight end before the girl's own tight end was opened by the tailback. Now Gronk and Tom were double-teaming her.

	All Kate had gotten was a load of cum in her mouth and another in her ass - both by back-up linemen, of all things. She knew her daddy was one of the richest boosters, so why was she suddenly second rate?

	"You don't look like you're enjoying the party, baby."

	Kate turned and saw Leroy, the star running back. 

	"Oh, I'm alright," the girl replied, unwilling to admit that anything was wrong in her otherwise perfect world.

	The muscular black man stared at the tightly pursed lips of the little white girl's bald cunny. 

	"Damn, girl! Why haven't you let anyone get inside that sweet pussy of yours?"

	"No one tried," Kate said, batting her eyes as she'd seen her mother do with certain men at the country club. 

	Leroy took Kate by the hand and after several attempt, found an unoccupied bed. A small red stain on the rumpled covers showed that one little girl had already lost her cherry there tonight. The running back laid back on the bed and positioned Kate over his upright cock. He rubbed her smooth slit with two fingers, making sure the girl was properly lubricated and ready for him. Then he grabbed the tops of her thighs and pulled the girl down, despoiling the virgin cunt of the little rich girl with his ebony prick.

	"What's wrong, kid?"

	Maddie had been crying for nearly an hour before someone finally noticed her. She looked up - and up - to see a huge man with a beer in his hand looking down at her. 
He held out his hand and she took it. He yanked her up with no effort and set her on a high cocktail table next to him.

	"My name's Gronk. What's yours?"

	"Maddie," she sniffled. 

	"So what's the matter, Maddie?"

	"I...I wanted to be a big girl and come to the party. But I can't play your games 'cause my pookie is too small."

	"Pookie?"

	The child pointed underneath the hem of her short skirt. 
"Oh, gotcha," Gronk acknowledged. "How about if I take a look, just to be sure?"

	He flipped up Maddie's skirt and pulled her panties off. They got tangled on her sneakers, so he took everything off at once, leaving her feet bare as well. The five year-old's baby cunt was perfectly smooth and cutely round. The tiny peach slit was indeed too small to take on anything that his team had to offer. 

	"We don't want you to get hurt, Maddie."

	"But I really wanted to play like Tess. She's my sister and a big girl. She's over there."

	Gronk looked to where Maddie was pointing. Nine year-old Tess was getting fucked in the pussy by a tackle who was standing upright and holding her by the ass. The girl was leaning back horizontally, allowing the team's kicker to give her some cock into her mouth and down her throat.

	 "Maddie, do you like lollipops?" Gronk asked her.

	"Yes."

	Maddie's sniffles had died down and she let Gronk finish undressing her. He pointed down to his rampant cock.

	"I've got a special lollipop for you. And if you lick it and suck it just right, you'll get a nice surprise just like the big girls get."

	Maddie cheered and clapped her small hands. The insanely strong center picked her up and held her upside down so that her mouth could grab hold of his prick head. Holding both ankles with one hand, he picked up his beer with the other and surveyed the action in the room while a kindergartener orally serviced him. If this was what college had to offer, he could hardly wait to see what the professionals had. 

	Gloria had felt out of place. At ten years old, she was already what her mother kindly called a big girl. But Gloria knew she was quite husky. All of the other girls looked perfect in their cheerleading outfits, but Gloria was painfully aware of her belly fat that showed between her short top and the waist of her skirt. And she could feel her puppy fat little titties straining against the tight sleeveless shirt. She tried to disappear in one of the rooms until she was found by Tyrone, one of the wide receivers.

	He quickly undressed the plump girl and put her on a bed. Taking a huge dollop of gel, he added it to the thin layer that had already been applied between Gloria's thick thighs. The girl could feel her cunny tingling again as it had before. But she was still self-conscious about her body and spoke up.

	"I'm sorry I'm not as pretty as the other girls."

	"Shit!" Tyrone scoffed. "Look at you - no hair down below and nice little jugs on top. And I like a girl with some meat on her."

	"You like me? Really?"

	"Hell yeah!" Now let's show them others how you fine girls party."

	Gloria eagerly spread her legs as Tyrone got his cock up to her slick entrance. She was tight, but willing, and her hymen easily gave way with only a small bite of pain. Soon, Gloria's plump body was jiggling in all right places as six inches of Tyrone's steaming cock tunneled in and out of her. 

	Having swallowed some of Gronk's spunk, Maddie was hoisted back on the table. 

	"Do you want to feel good like Tess does?"

	"You mean in my pookie? But I'm too small."

	"Not too small for this," Gronk declared as he brought his mouth to her tiny quim. 

	Maddie squealed in surprise, then delight as she felt Gronk's tongue molest her virgin pussy. Several girls and players looked over and saw the nude five year-old lying on a table, kicking her perfectly formed little legs in the air on either side of the massive man's head as he licked her silly.

	Gronk probed as deep as he could before the little girl's cherry stopped him. He thought about doing her with his finger, but decided she should get opened by cock when she was a little older. Or maybe some younger kid with a smaller cock could do her. Nope, he was feeling jealous. And a jealous Gronk should not be crossed. Maybe he would pass the word to the boosters that this was should be saved until she could take him. 

	Yes, this was something to consider. But for now he was quite happy to keep munching on the kindergartener's dainty little pussy. After twenty minutes, Maddie grabbed Gronk's head and he could feel a very slight quiver in her. Little girl - little orgasm. 

	"Is that how big girls feel?" she asked, wide eyed, when he lifted his head. 

	"Yep. I hope you-"

	"Hey, my turn now," another teammate interrupted.

	Maddie whined and threw her small arms around one of Gronk's biceps.

	"Damn," the other player muttered. "Rejected by a little kid."

	"Aw, you know what they say," Gronk said as she squeezed both Maddie's small ass globes with one monster hand. "Once they go Gronk, they never go back."

	Emily felt very gooey inside her seven year-old cuntlet. Another football player, Jason, was now on top of her, flexing her intimate little hole with just a few inches fully grown cock. Despite the delicious itch that the gel had given her pussy before the team arrived, she was frightened by the size of the first hard penis she saw. But the player, eager as he was, had assured her that he wouldn't be putting the entire length into her. 

	After the quick flash of pain as she was initially pierced, her inflamed cunny took over - making her cum twice before he inseminated her little body. She had heard another word for it - orgasm. She thought that was a very funny word, but she liked having those things. She didn't get them when one player had stuck his cock in her behind, but he had quite thoughtfully used his fingers on her to make her cum after he had flushed her virgin bowels with his seed. 

	Emily had tried to keep count as to how many orgasms she had, but the effort proved fruitless within the first hour. Neither could be sure as to how many pricks she had taken. And did they count when they were in her mouth? The only thing she could be sure of was that the feeling of those hot, hard rods pushing into her and making her insides churn made her get more orgasms. She felt another one brewing as Jason continued to plunge into her.

	Jason was only second to Gronk in size on the team's offensive line. As he rutted inside his latest little piece of sex meat, he nearly completely covered her. All that anyone passing by the bed could see of the child was two pairs of fingers out to the side and two cute little feet protruding from under his upper thighs. 

	Emma (or was her name Emily?) had already gotten a reputation as a hot piece of ass at the party. While all of the girls were sexed up from the gel and the team's attentions, this little one could seemingly cum if someone just mentioned the word cock. Now she was cumming for him. He loved the feel of these little preteen pussies quivering on his cock.

	He was sharing a bed with a running back and some curly-haired eight year-old who was getting her ass reamed. When his teammate finished with her, Jason pulled the girl to his head and had her roll onto her back. With Emma-or-Emily's head down at his chest, he was free to start snacking in this other kid's bald twat. By fortunate accident, he made both girls cum at one, feeling their pussies go wild on his cock and his tongue together. That was more than enough for him and he rewarded the seven year-old by flooding her little sex organs with a few more waves of jism.

	"You're the one that Razor got first, right?" Randy asked.

	"Yes," Dawn said.

	"Looks like a lot of others got you, too."

	"Uh huh."

	The little girl's bald snatch was a cum-dripping mess, but still looked like she'd give anyone a tight squeeze. But Randy had been thrilled with all of the new holes he had nailed and was hoping there were still some left. 

	"Are you still a virgin in your ass?"

	"Yes."

	"Good. Roll over."

	Dawn did as he said - she always did as she was told although she didn't think what she had been doing was what good girls were supposed to do. But those wonderful feelings she got from between her legs meant that something was right.

	She felt Randy's finger grease up her anus and pushed when he told her to so he could add a little more inside. Then his cock replaced her finger and Dawn nearly lost her breath as her tight little ass opened up. After a little bit of time for her to get used to his presence, Randy began fucking the eight year-old's nicely-shaped rump. 

	His hardness slipped deeply into the girl's greased channel, making her far more experienced than most other girls her age - at least outside this hotel. The hot, velvety caress of the little rectum coaxed Randy to orgasm and he blasted her with what his balls had left to offer. Now another cum socket had been added to the football team's score.

	Maddie was giggling continuously and cumming much more easily now. Gronk had explored her tiny pussy and saw the little opening in the center of her cutely pink hymen. He poured beer into her baby twat, making Maddie squirm and laugh as the cold, fizzy beverage coated her virgin interior. When he lapped and sucked it back out, it was now mixed with the essence of little girl. 

	Ruben, the team's punter, was watching him as he kept doing beer shots from an increasingly silly Maddie. The five year-old came about every third or fourth time she had the beer removed from her quim.

	"Be careful," Ruben said. "She's getting drunk. You don't want to make her sick."

	"Huh?" Gronk replied. "I haven't given her anything to drink." 

	"Yeah, but pussies absorb alcohol faster than if she was drinking it."

	"No shit! Well, damn, Maggie. You're all kinds of fun tonight."

	The tiny girl could only laugh hysterically while she lay naked on the cocktail table.

	
Post-Game:

	Among the spectators were quite a few enthusiastic preteens in Brookfield cheerleaders' outfits. The television cameras panned to them frequently to give the pedos at home some lovely eye candy.

	Maggie had been given some aspirin to prevent a hangover before she was secretly slipped back into her family's hotel room. She awoke late, but showed no signs of her inadvertent beer binge. That evening, she and Tess cheered the Barbarians on to a route in the Enormous Bowl.

	Later that night, the team boarded their charter jet to fly back home, proudly carrying their trophy which was strapped into a seat near the front. The coaches and the Thumpers also congregated toward the front, leaving the offense to the back of the plane.

	After they were at cruising altitude and the cabin was darkened, Jason opened the overhead luggage bin and removed a pair of equipment duffel bags. It was unusual that he had brought them aboard since most of that luggage was checked, but after the victory, no much cared if a player or two was acting a little strangely - or maybe smuggling some beer aboard. Jason started to unzip one of the bags and Razor, who was sitting across from him, raised his eyebrows. 

	"Dude," said the fullback. "For real?"

	"We're cool," Jason told him. "I got this from a couple of boosters."

	Jason pulled opened both bags and pulled out two giggling little cheerleaders, Tina and Emily (not Emma - he finally got that right). Several teammates leaned into the aisle to see what was going on. Someone pulled an aisle curtain shut that closed their area off from the front of the plane. Jason addressed his fellow Offenders.

	"So, who's up for some post-game analysis?"



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