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“Thank you. I was having a little trouble finding the place. This town is deceptively big…” Cheerilee explained as she walked inside and set her stuff on the dining room table. “Are you sure this is okay?”

 

“What kind of parent would I be if I didn’t make sure my daughter got in her extracurriculars?” The father asked rhetorically. “If anything, it’s more a sign of how little the town does for the school if it doesn’t have its own gymnasium!”

 

“Oh, trust me, I’m aware,” Cheerilee replied, rolling her eyes. “Celestia knows I’ve tried to make a proposal at City Hall. And then the mayor goes on and on about budgeting, and zoning, and ‘Are you sure that this will be used often enough to justify this effort?’ Ugh.”

 

“Politicians. Am I right?” The father asked with a laugh.

 

“Has Perky Prep come yet, or am I the first one here?” Cheerilee asked, looking to change the subject.

 

“He got here not too long ago. This isn’t his first time here, so he got here rather quickly,” the father explained. “He and Peach Fuzz have gotten along really well since the cheerleading team was set up. Good thing, too. He tells me he doesn’t get along with most of the other boys in his class.”

 

“I noticed. Poor thing,” Cheerilee commented. “He hasn’t been bullied, but he does have a bit of a hard time socializing. One of the reasons I set up the cheer team was to help him come out of his shell. I think it’s really helped him.”

 

“And how!” the father concurred. “Let it never be said you don’t go above and beyond for the kids.”

 

“Thank you very much!” Cheerilee said with a blush. “So, how long were you going to be gone again?”

 

“About three or four hours, give or take. People say it’s a pain to run all your errands in one day, but I say it’s efficient. Now, I’m sure I don’t need to tell a schoolteacher about emergency numbers and all that stuff.”

 

“Don’t you worry. They’re in good hands.”

 

 

After seeing the man off, Cheerilee started into the hall. She thought it a little odd that Peach Fuzz and Perky Prep hadn’t come out to greet her when she came in or at any point when she was talking to Peach’s father. Figuring they must have been busy with something, she decided it would be best to greet them herself and let them know she had arrived.

 

She was expecting to hear the sound of the two kids talking, but as she got closer to the room she suspected to belong to Peach Fuzz, it was startingly quiet. Were they taking a nap? She didn’t take that long to get to the house, did she? Exercising caution, she walked up quietly and noticed the door was only slightly ajar. Taking a peek through the door, she silently gasped as what she saw was most definitely not the children taking a nap.

 

It was the two of them, no doubt in the teacher’s mind. There was no mistaking Perky’s rough blue hair and a head of short hair with the color that matched Peach’s name. She couldn’t, however, believe what she was seeing. It took her a moment to fully register it.

 

In Peach’s room, the two children were engaged in a close embrace, their lips locked with one another, kissing each other over and over. Cheerilee could clearly see Peach’s hand moving up and down under Perky’s blue shirt, while Perky had one of his hands holding Peach’s head steady and the other inside the back of her shorts.

 

This certainly explained why they hadn’t come to greet their teacher when she came into the house, but now there were a hundred more questions popping into Cheerilee’s mind. It’s clear these two are in a relationship of some kind, but how long has this been going on? Do any of their parents know? Where’d they pick up these techniques? As the questions swirled around in her head, a small amount of dialogue drew her attention back to the children.

 

“Heheh. I knew you were eager, Perky,” Peach Fuzz said in a teasing tone that Cheerilee had never heard from her before. “Why don’t we work that off before anything?”

 

“Maybe,” Perky Prep said nervously, “but Miss Cheerilee is supposed to be coming any minute! We don’t have time…”

 

“I can feel your little friend poking me,” Peach cut him off, causing Perky to blush madly. “Are you really going to face our teacher with that bulge showing?”

 

“And whose fault is that?” Perky asked curtly. “You started touching me and stuff as soon as we got in your room!”

 

“Yeah, I’m feeling needy too. What of it?” Peach pretended to look upset, turning her face away. “Just a real quick one. Please? I’ve been needing it really bad, and I know you have too.”

 

“Well…I haven’t heard her come into the house yet…” Perky reasoned, surprising Cheerilee. They really didn’t hear her come in. “I guess a quick one won’t hurt…”

 

A big smile appeared on Peach Fuzz’s face as she immediately set to work, grabbing the bottom of Perky Prep’s blue shirt and lifting it off his body with ease. Cheerilee was once again frozen with shock. Were they…about to get naked? As the only adult around at the moment, she felt she should put a stop to their activity as quickly as possible, and yet…something compelled her to keep watching.

 

Peach Fuzz quickly knelt down, her fingers at the button of Perky Prep’s beige shorts. The sound of his zipper moving down couldn’t be ringing more clearly in Cheerilee’s ears, and as soon as the woman could blink, the boy’s shorts and underwear were around his ankles. The teacher looked over at his crotch, finding a perfectly erect little penis sticking out. It had been a long time since Cheerilee was ever close enough to a man to see that part, and while the ones she saw were much bigger (and accompanied by a healthy bush of hair), this one seemed to cause her heart to beat just as fast.

 

“Hee hee. See, I knew you were just waiting for this,” Peach Fuzz teased, taking Perky’s erection between her fingers and wiggling it back and forth.

 

“Wasn’t this supposed to be quick? Let’s just do this before we get in trouble…” Perky reprimanded, causing his partner to simply stand back up and push him onto the bed.

 

Peach Fuzz wasted no time pulling off her own shirt, revealing her bare stomach and chest. Cheerilee couldn’t help but note that Peach had yet to grow any breasts, not even enough to need a training bra. Granted, she never paid that much attention to her female students’ bodies in the first place, but it really set in mind how young these two were, and how insane this scene she found herself in was.

 

In another quick motion, Peach Fuzz undid her shorts and tugged them and her underwear down to the floor. She happily hopped out of him and proceeded to lay down completely naked on Perky’s body. The two of them embracing with their bare bodies touching, they simply continued to kiss one another.

 

Cheerilee had trouble deciding what to feel, watching all this. Every bit of common sense was telling her to take responsibility as an adult and put a stop to this, but that was waning the more she watched the two small bodies entwined in intimacy. Maybe it was the new experience, maybe it was the fact that it had been a long time since she had been this close to someone (even by proxy of watching), but there was one fact she couldn’t ignore…

 

This was turning her on…

 

As she watched Peach Fuzz begin to kiss Perky Prep’s neck and Perky in turn grip Peach’s smooth bare bottom, Cheerilee found her hands traveling. Slowly, she undid her pants and slipped her hand under her panties. The feeling of slickness and slightly wet pubic hair made her curse under her breath, confirming that she was indeed being aroused. Deftly, she started the familiar motions of masturbation, running her finger along the walls of her vulva and massaging the top like she was kneading bread dough.

 

“Mmm…I can’t get enough of feeling you, Perky!” Cheerilee heard Peach Fuzz say. The little girl sat up, straddling the boy’s waist and started moving her hips back and forth. “Don’t you agree?”

 

“Mm-hmm!” was all that could come out of Perky Prep, at the mercy of Peach’s gyrations. “Come on and let me put it in! I want to get this over with!”

 

“You’re seriously still worried about that? You know it takes longer for me to pop off than you!” Peach Fuzz retorted. “If I have to go through practice in agony over not finishing again, you’re gonna be sorry. Tell you what: I’ll put it in, but I decide how fast we go.”

 

Without waiting for a response, Peach Fuzz raised her hips slightly and reached down. Cheerilee couldn’t tell clearly from where she was looking, but she knew her student was holding the boy’s penis in preparation for insertion. Seemingly without any kind of resistance, Peach lowered herself back down, her body giving a small shudder as Perky’s cock slipped in. As if by instinct, Peach’s body began to move up and down, giving out small pants of breath as she did.

 

Cheerilee’s hand moved slightly quicker. She began to think that if she was quick and finished before the kids, she could duck into the bathroom and then pretend to have just arrived after a few minutes. Meanwhile, her body wanted a little more stimulation, and her other hand began to move in-between the buttons on her blouse. She wore a more cloth-like bra today, so it was easy for her fingers to slip under and begin gently tweaking her nipple. It wasn’t often that she relied on this method, but this seemed like as good an occasion as any.

 

As her hands were busy pleasuring her body, Cheerilee’s mind began to race. What would it be like if she were to join the two kids? She laughed internally at herself at the absurdity of the idea. A teacher being intimate with her students; it was such a cliche, and yet she couldn’t help herself from imagining their little bodies all over her, admiring an adult’s body and exploring every inch of it. She wondered to herself how soft those two must feel, pangs of jealousy over lost beauty only fueling her arousal.

 

Soon, the woman found herself incapable of standing on her own power. She swiveled around, facing away from the door and the show to prop herself against the wall. Her fingers traveled faster now, recalling the plan to finish before they did. The sight of the two of them, along with her imagination, should be enough to allow her to climax, she thought. Her body slid down the wall until she sat down, her back still at the wall.

 

Finally, she felt herself getting close. With her body curling itself tightly, she felt that familiar electricity of climax go through her body. Instinctually, she covered her mouth and tried her best to smother her moans, hoping the children wouldn’t hear her. She let out a long sigh, grateful for both the show and the fact she finished so soon.

 

She needed to will herself up to her feet so she could properly clean up in the bathroom and act like she hadn’t heard or seen a thing. Her body wanted to rest a bit, but she knew she had little time to waste on the afterglow. She hadn’t had a session so intense in quite a while, she was impressed with how much she got into it. As if the whole world around her stopped. Her thoughts came back to her, the realization that she was masturbating to the sight of two children having sex, the implications of what this meant for herself and what it might mean for her career as a teacher. She was so busy with these thoughts, she didn’t even realize that the noises of the children stopped, or that the door had opened, but she did hear the children calling her.

 

“Miss Cheerilee?”

 

Cheerilee snapped her head over to the source of the voices and was greeted by the sight of Peach Fuzz and Perky Prep looking at her from the door frame, not even bothering to get re-dressed. Time was frozen. She was caught with her hand in her pants, her blouse slightly undone and within earshot of the two of them getting it on. Cheerilee forced herself to think, and like an engine starting up after stalling for a while, she shot up to her feet and tried to look as authoritative as she possibly could.

 

“And just what were you two up to, alone together in your birthday suits?” she said with a clearing of her throat. Perky Prep whimpered slightly and quickly covered his crotch with his hands. Peach Fuzz, however, seemed unfazed.

 

“And what were you up to, with your hand in your pants?” she asked, hands at her sides. “You think I don’t know what it looks like when someone’s touching themselves?”

 

“Ah!” Cheerilee gasped in shock. She quickly zipped up her pants and crossed her arms, her face looking stern (despite being a bright shade of red). “Answer my question first!”

 

“What for?” Peach asked indignantly. “There’s nothing wrong with a couple of kids ‘exploring their feelings’ with their bodies. But…the same can’t be said about a grown-up touching themselves while looking at said kids…”

 

“Peach, you’re not trying to blackmail Miss Cheerilee, are you?!” Perky exclaimed, looking very shocked. Cheerilee, meanwhile, realized her usual trick wasn’t working. Peach Fuzz was a very smart student, and the second-best salesgirl in her scout troop. She reprimanded herself internally for not thinking of some other plan.

 

“What choice do we have, Peeps?” she asked Perky. “She caught us in the act. What if this causes you to have to move away? We’re lucky we were able to find her like this. If we report her, it’ll be her word against ours. We can’t afford to waste this chance…”

 

“But…I don’t wanna move again…” Perky said defeatedly, peering at the floor and looking like he’d start crying at any moment. Cheerilee’s heart shattered. She remembered what her and Peach’s father talked about, and the thought of Perky Prep having to start all over was too much to bear.

 

“Now, hold on. It doesn’t need to come to that…” Cheerilee interjected, her authoritative voice dropping. “We can settle something. Maybe we can say neither of us saw anything and the whole thing’s even. It’ll be our secret.”

 

Cheerilee felt herself cringe on the inside. It was bad enough that she was a teacher who was getting hot and heavy watching her students make out. Now, she was trying to convince them to “keep it a secret”. This whole thing was getting more cliché by the minute! Even so, she really didn’t see much recourse at this point.

 

“Hmm…” Peach Fuzz rubbed her chin in consideration. Suddenly, it appeared that a thought had occurred to her, and she quickly donned a smile that made Cheerilee just a little nervous. “I got a better idea! Why don’t you join us?”

 

“WHAT?!” Both Cheerilee and Perky Prep said at the same time.

 

“Clearly, Miss Cheerilee was liking what she saw,” Peach Fuzz explained. “And, to be honest, I didn’t really want to do anything that’ll hurt her or you, Perky. She’s a good teacher, and I don’t want to see her get in trouble.”

 

“Ohh…thank you so much, Peach Fuzz,” Cheerilee said, her heart moved by her student’s kind words. “That means a lot right-”

 

“So, let’s not waste any time!” Peach said as she grabbed Cheerilee’s arm and began to pull her into the room, Perky Prep following from behind. As soon as she was near the bed, Peach Fuzz leapt onto it, putting her above Cheerilee’s eye level. Immediately, the little girl grabbed the middle of her teacher’s blouse and pulled it apart at the buttons.

 

“What are you doing?!” Cheerilee exclaimed as Peach Fuzz began to pull her blouse down, exposing her shoulders and bra.

 

“Well, you didn’t say you didn’t want to join us,” Peach Fuzz answered with a sly grin. “Besides, I thought you’d be happy to have a couple of kids undress you. Help me out here, Perky!”

 

“Right!” Perky Prep affirmed nervously before moving to take care of Cheerilee’s pants, unzipping them and pulling them down her legs. “Sorry, Miss Cheerilee.”

 

“Wait! Let’s slow down here!” Cheerilee pleaded, now left in just her bra and panties. “This is all so new to me!”

 

“Really? You’ve never had sex before?” Peach Fuzz asked.

 

“I have!” she snapped back. “Just…not like this. Not with someone so much younger…or with two at the same time.”

 

“Well, we’ve never done it with a grown-up ourselves, so this’ll be new to us too!” Peach Fuzz said eagerly before finally moving to take off Cheerilee’s bra, opting to just pull it up and off her. At the same time, Perky Prep grabbed onto the sides of her panties and pulled them down until they were at her feet.

 

Cheerilee felt like she was having an out-of-body experience as she was led onto the bed. How did it turn out like this, with her completely naked being looked at by two of her students? She wanted to cover herself, but she felt it was a little too late for that. Not to mention, with everything else about this situation…it just added to the arousal. It didn’t help (or rather, hurt) that they were looking with utter awe in their eyes.

 

“Woah…” Perky let out, looking up and down at his teacher’s body. “So, this is what a naked lady looks like…”

 

“Is this what I’ll look like when I grow up?” Peach asked as she came closer to Cheerilee. Without another word, her hand traveled straight to Cheerilee’s chest, grasping it a little tightly, causing the woman to flinch and gasp. This seemed to go ignored by the little girl. “Woah…Perky, you gotta feel these!”

 

“Really?” Perky asked and looked over at Cheerilee. “Is that okay?”

 

“I think it’s a little late to say ‘No’…” she weakly answered. She did appreciate him asking, bless his heart.

 

Perky Prep proceeded to reach towards her bare chest, softly pressing his hand into the breast that Peach Fuzz wasn’t grabbing herself. The shine in his eyes as he moved his hand up and down caused Cheerilee’s heart skip a beat. She never thought this would feel so nice. Past dates that went this far felt good, but there was something about having a couple of children fondle her bare breasts that felt different. Was this some warped form of motherly instincts? She figured it best not to think about it too much at the moment and thought to change the subject slightly.

 

“So…how did you two end up like this?” she felt the need to ask. Was this a new trend among children? Just what were her students up to? She just had to know.

 

“I think it was…a couple months ago?” Peach Fuzz mused, letting go of Cheerilee’s chest. “We had practice, and both Perky and I got to school before you did. Since we were early, we decided to get our uniforms on so we could save time.”

 

“We were going to use the bathrooms like we usually do, but Peach Fuzz said it wouldn’t be a big deal if we got changed right there in the classroom,” Perky Prep continued the story, subtly looking accusingly at his partner.

 

“Wha-what gave you the idea to do that?! Changing your clothes in front of a boy?!” Cheerilee piped up, surprised that such an otherwise well behaved girl would suggest such a thing.

 

“I didn’t think it was such a big deal,” Peach Fuzz shrugged. “I change my clothes around my dad, and he’s a boy.”

 

“That’s true, but still…”

 

“I was nervous, but I didn’t want to blow my chance when I finally found something I liked, so I agreed,” Perky Prep kept recalling. “When I got down to my undies, Peach started wanting to look at them…”

 

“They looked different than mine! How could I not be curious?!” Peach Fuzz reasoned. “I would’ve gotten an answer, but we heard you coming and panicked and got dressed.”

 

“I see…” Cheerilee said, still having trouble absorbing this information. “What happened next?”

 

“After practice that day, we agreed to continue what we were doing somewhere we wouldn’t be interrupted,” Perky Prep continued the story. “So, we went to Peach’s house, since her dad was still out. After that, we looked at each other’s undies…”

 

“…which then became us getting naked and looking at each other…” Peach Fuzz picked up.

 

“…which turned into us touching each other,” Perky kept on, getting red in the face as he recalled the memory.

 

“We noticed how good it felt when we touched each other’s parts,” Peach Fuzz explained. “From there, we tried different ways to touch each other. With our mouths, rubbing them together. Soon, we figured out why Perky’s penis got all stiff and why I got all slimy between my legs. Ever since then, we took any opportunity we had to be alone and do it.”

 

“Really?” Cheerilee asked, shocked. “All this time?”

 

“Yup! At first, Peeps here was all nervous about it, but once he can get going, he’s hard to stop,” Peach Fuzz said, pinching the boy’s cheek. “That change in personality is so cute!”

 

“Sh-shut up! Don’t make me sound like some kind of pervert!” Perky Prep exclaimed.

 

The two children went on to banter, but Cheerilee was stuck in her own head. She began to recall times the two of them seemed…off. A day where Peach Fuzz appeared to be off balance the whole session, the time she thought she saw coming out of the same room from getting dressed, the time Perky and Peach were wearing each other’s uniforms “by mistake”…

 

The poor woman didn’t know how to feel. Her students were growing up faster in a way she never could have predicted. And right under her nose as well! How would she ever explain this if they were caught? And what of these emerging feelings inside her over watching the two of them, and now participating with them? As the thoughts continued to spiral, it was broken by Perky Prep being suddenly pushed on her body, his head right in the middle of her chest.

 

“You’re telling me you can resist this body?!” Peach teased Perky, seemingly escalating from the conversation they were having. “Why don’t you give Peeps here a taste of an adult, Miss Cheerilee?”

 

“Ho-hold on!” Cheerilee pleaded, trying her best to keep up with everything. “Are you sure you’re okay with me doing this with your boyfriend? In front of you?”

 

“Boyfriend?” Peach Fuzz asked in a tone that implied sincere confusion. “Hmm…yeah, I guess you could call him that.”

 

“What do you mean, you guess?!” she exclaimed. “I saw the two of you kissing and everything. You mean you’re not a couple?”

 

“Well…we didn’t think about it too much,” Perky Prep said. “Really, the two of us were just exploring with each other to begin with. Even kissing was something we wanted to try, and we trusted each other enough. We didn’t know anyone else to try it with. And once we started, it just felt like something we should be doing along with everything else. But we never really decided if we were boyfriend and girlfriend or not.”

 

“I see…” Cheerilee could only say in response. This was a different kind of surprise, as others twice these children’s ages had never shown this kind of…maturity. To know the difference between sexual feelings and romantic feelings, and the kind of conflicts that confusing those things could cause.

 

“Never mind that! We’re wasting time!” Peach Fuzz shouted. “I know you’ve been wanting to have some of this, Miss Cheerilee! What were you touching yourself for earlier?”

 

“Uh…” the girl had her there. They do have this time together, and they both seem to be okay with it. She was already naked and in bed with the two of them. Might as well go all in. “Right.”

 

She finally wrapped her arms around Perky Prep’s body, bringing him close to her and pressing him against her body. She was surprised that a boy could be this soft. His arms wrapped around her middle, his head nestled between her breasts. She found her legs slightly curling, almost trapping the boy with her whole body. His slender and fit body showed how well practice was going for him, the way he just fit with hers was indescribable.

 

When Perky Prep managed to look up at her face, his eyes bright and pleading, she couldn’t help herself. She leaned forward and began to press her lips against his. The size difference was negligible, her feeling like she wouldn’t swallow this boy whole. She could feel Perky’s tongue trying to push through her lips to touch her tongue, and she obliged. It had felt like such a long time since she kissed someone like this, but all the familiar sensations were still there. Her beating heart, the warmth between them, the motions that they just knew. Common sense just melted away.

 

On her stomach, Cheerilee noticed something pressing against it. That had to have been the boy’s little penis, fully erect. She started to wonder if she should let it go this far. There was slightly more risk if he happened to finish inside of her as opposed to if he did it with Peach Fuzz. Not to mention it was smaller than what she was used to, through no fault of his own. Even so…her curiosity ran with how it must feel.

 

“Hey…” Peach Fuzz said, noticeably meeker than her usual demeanor. Cheerilee glanced over to see her student flushed, her hand between her legs, rubbing slowly but purposefully. “Can I get a turn?”

 

“Huh?!” Cheerilee was understandably shocked. Did she mean…with her? “I…was unaware you liked girls as well, Peach Fuzz.”

 

“I don’t…I don’t know exactly,” she responded. “But I know I like what I’m seeing, and since we’re here, I might as well try, right? You don’t mind, do you?”

 

“Well, far be it from me to leave one of my students hanging when they want to learn something,” Cheerilee reasoned, more with herself than anyone else. “And I did used to, uh…experiment myself back in college, so this won’t be too different…”

 

The two children promptly switched places, with Perky Prep watching Peach Fuzz settle herself against Cheerilee. This time, however, Peach Fuzz leaned more into her teacher, causing the two of them to topple over. Cheerilee now found herself on her back, with Peach Fuzz crawling closer towards her face. Before she could say anything, the little girl leaned down and sealed her lips with her own.

 

Peach Fuzz’s determination was undeniable, the way she voraciously kissed her teacher. Her little body pressed against Cheerilee’s breasts wasn’t painful, with how soft the girl’s body was. She couldn’t help but put her arms around her student’s body, wanting to get the best of the situation.

 

Every part of her body was as soft and smooth as she thought it would be. Her thoughts swayed between admiration and envy as her hands traveled up and down the girl’s bare back and butt. Her fingers briefly brushed the inside of the thigh, close to that small vulva. A moment of faint playfulness passed Cheerilee’s mind, and since there was no better time than the present, she went ahead and softly rubbed Peach Fuzz between her legs. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt such smoothness down there, as shaving her own pubic hair didn’t solicit the same sensation.

 

“Heh. Enjoying this, aren’t you?” Peach Fuzz asked teasingly after disengaging from her teacher’s face. “I felt where your hand went…”

 

“I…couldn’t help it…” was all Cheerilee could answer, blushing from cheek to cheek. “I was caught in the moment.”

 

“Same here,” Peach Fuzz giggled before turning to face her partner, who was busy fondling his boyhood and had just noticed he was being looked at. “I think somebody else enjoyed that too!”

 

“Well…it’s not every day you get to see something like that!” Perky Prep reasoned, his face red and words stammering.

 

“I know, right?” Peach Fuzz said, leaning towards the boy to give him a short kiss on the lips. “So…you wanna try putting it in Miss Cheerilee now?”

 

“Um! I mean…I’d like that…” he answered, shuffling nervously. “Would that be okay, Miss Cheerilee?”

 

“Oh, how sweet of you to ask!” she responded. Truly, bless his heart. It almost moved her to tears. “Go on. Just be careful.”

 

“Wait!” Peach Fuzz suddenly shouted, getting the others’ attention. She then shuffled around on top of Cheerilee, positioning herself so that her head was at her teacher’s waist, and Cheerilee had a good view of her student’s bare backside. “I wanna see what it looks like from here! Come on, Peeps!”

 

Perky Prep nodded and shuffled closer to Cheerilee’s body. She was so focused on the boy, the sensation of small fingers on her vulva pulling the lips apart took her by surprise. How eager was Peach Fuzz?!

 

“Woah…it’s a little bigger, but it really looks the same as mine!” she said, looking down at Cheerilee’s insides. “I’ll hold it open, you just slip it in, Peeps!”

 

“You don’t need to do that!” Cheerilee exclaimed. This situation was awkward enough as it was. Peach Fuzz grumbled and sat up to give Perky Prep space to go in.

 

The next few moments, she felt hyper aware of everything that was happening. Perky Prep’s hands adjusting her legs to a manageable position, Peach Fuzz’s bare butt brushing against her breasts as she moved her body. Finally, the boy’s erect little cock breaching between her legs, feeling it slide in so easily. It obviously wasn’t the biggest thing that’s ever been there, but everything else in this scenario was giving her so many heightened emotions, it didn’t matter.

 

She felt the boy’s hips touch her own, and from there, time seemed to return to a normal speed. Immediately, Perky Prep began to move his hips back and forth, using Cheerilee’s legs as a support as he thrust himself again and again. The sheer reality of the boy’s soft and lithe hips touching her and the speed at which he was moving were enough for her to enjoy. She couldn’t see his face all that well with Peach Fuzz blocking her sight, but she could imagine the look of effort and excitement on his face.

 

“That’s so cool!” Peach Fuzz remarked, watching her friend go to town on their teacher. “Is that how it looks when you do it with me? How’s it feel?”

 

“She’s so warm, Peach!” Perky Prep was able to breathe out. “It’s not as tight as you, but I feel her all around me, it’s amazing!”

 

Cheerilee tried not to be bothered by that comment, as none of them could really do anything about the size difference. Looking at Peach Fuzz’s body on top of her, however, did bring an idea to mind. Carefully, she brought her arms up to grasp at Peach’s waist, which didn’t go unnoticed.

 

“Huh? Miss Cheerilee?”

 

“I feel bad having you just watch,” Cheerilee responded. “Why don’t I do something nice for you?”

 

Without waiting for an answer, Cheerilee briefly lifted Peach Fuzz, pulling her over her chest to where the little girl’s waist was right over her face. Cheerilee never thought she’d get excited at the sight of a little girl’s bare soft vulva, but she found herself instinctively sticking her tongue forward, taking the whole of her student’s nether regions in her mouth. Peach Fuzz’s body tensed up as she felt her teacher’s tongue lick along her little slit.

 

“WAAA!!” she cried out from the sudden pleasure. “I had no idea you could do that!”

 

With a little more room to move, Perky Prep adjusted himself so he could really start thrusting at an unbridled speed. Cheerilee was slightly surprised at the energy this boy had, but quickly beamed with pride internally, knowing that this was a result of his practice. With him able to lean forward, she could put her legs around his waist as he continued to move. Part of her legs felt the boy’s soft butt, only adding on to every other pleasure in this moment.

 

This is not the day Cheerilee expected herself to have when she woke up this morning. Not only did she discover her two cheerleading students were in an intimate relationship, but she herself got to join in as well! The softness, their little voices, the movements! All of it felt so good! Who would’ve ever guessed such pleasure could be gained from doing this with children?!

 

As Cheerilee continued to lick between Peach Fuzz’s legs, the little girl’s body shook tighter and tighter and her body was about to fold from the sensation. For stability, she gripped onto her teacher’s breasts, holding them tight. Cheerilee’s body flinched a little from the surprise, but she kept moving her tongue. Meanwhile, Perky Prep moved his hips at a quicker pace, his little whimpers coming out faster and faster. It had been a while for Cheerilee, but she knew what this meant.

 

Like clockwork, both children let out a long and loud moan, their bodies losing all tension at once. Peach Fuzz fell over to the side before crawling off Cheerilee’s face and rolling over on her back next to the other two. Perky Prep was let go from the grasp of Cheerilee’s legs so he could rest right next to her, his face right next to her chest. Peach Fuzz saw this and wordlessly crawled over to rest on the other side of her teacher.

 

“That was fun…wasn’t it?” Cheerilee breathed out, answered by the nods and affirming sounds of her students. “I think a shower’s in order after all this…”

 

“Mm…later…” Peach Fuzz moaned. “You wore us out, Miss Cheerilee…”

 

“Can we do this every practice?” Perky Prep asked.

 

“We still have to keep ourselves sharp, kids,” Cheerilee reprimanded the two, resulting in objecting moans from them. “But…if we do well on our routines, we can see about making some time for this.”

 

As the two hugged her tightly in joy, Cheerilee could only stare at the ceiling in utter awe of what she just did. She couldn’t deny this little soiree felt good, but she knew there was no coming back from this. Even if the children were doing this without her interference, there was no doubt that she was part of this now.

 

‘I’m really deep in it now…’ she thought. ‘What can I do?’