The Mascot

The Mascot
by Katalyst
Katalyst10@aol.com

Disclaimer: Please do not read this unless you are over 18 years of age. By reading further, you are indicating your willingness to read about graphic, sexual acts and situations. This story is purely fictional and although it may be suggestive and erotic in nature. It in no way advocates certain acts portrayed herein.

Enjoy!

Chapter One

It is hard to believe exactly how every thing happened looking back now. Most of this would have happened like this in my wildest dreams, but not for real. First of all, let me explain that I have a strong fetish for cheerleaders and even more explicitly their uniforms. I love seeing a great looking girl in their outfit with the sweaters, pleated skirts and matching panties. But mostly it is that I love a girl in sneakers. Most cheerleaders wear sneakers. That's what makes them so attractive to me.

Most types of sneakers will do and mostly the girls wear Nike and Reebok nowadays, but my favorite are Keds. They're simple, plain and for me, a very sexy sneaker. They look innocent but can be worn by a very provocative women. She can look very feminine and innocent in them with raging passions on the inside. It's probably a combination of all of these facts that lead me to hang-out around football stadiums and watch cheerleading squads practice. I even wanted to try out for the squad one year, but never got the nerve. Not until this one year. This is that story.

It started early in the summer of 1982. I was working at the pizza shop down from the college campus. It was my freshman year and I had just moved into an apartment just a few blocks away. It was great to finally get out on my own. Even though the fall semester didn't start for about another 10 weeks I had decided to move to the area earlier to get established. In addition I also took a few extra preparatory classes to earn some extra credits. Everything seemed to be going really well, having landed a job and finding a great place to live just a few blocks from the campus. And now with who was walking in the door, and into my life made the day even better.

Tiffany, a junior, was also working here with me. I found out, through some casual conversation that she was on the cheerleading squad. She was now the squad captain and she was a knockout. She was the perfect cheerleader type. She had a great smile, long blonde hair, a great build with long slender legs. She was working on a great tan. Best of all she always seemed to wear Keds.

We became good friends over the next couple of weeks. She would tell me about the squad and how much she was involved in making up the routines and cheers. I told her how much I had enjoyed watching the cheerleading squad at my high school and that I had wanted to try out, but didn't. I never let on exactly why I liked cheerleaders so much, but I think she could tell I was admiring her. Girls usually have that extra built-in sense that you are watching them.

Well, these conversations continued for about another two weeks when Tiffany suggested that I try out for the squad coming up in about four weeks. I really didn't know what to say except maybe. She said that she would give me a hand in working out some details and maybe even some of her friends could help out. "Well," I figured, "what the heck, I'll try it."

"Great!" she said as she looked me up and down. "Why don't you come over to my room at the dorm tonight to I'll get some measurements for an outfit."

"OK," I said. "Do you want me to wear anything special?"

"No," she said. "I have some stuff there, we'll figure it out!"

I showed up at her dorm room about 9:00. "Great, you're here! Come on in!"

"You want something to drink?" she asked.

"Sure," I said. "What do you have? Anything would be great as long as it's cold."

Tiffany brought me a beer and herself one. "Sit down and make yourself comfortable," she said as she sat down on the chair.

She was looking real good. She had on a halter top with a short sleeve button down shirt over top which wasn't buttoned. Skimpy jeans shorts and her white Keds with no socks.

"Well," she said, "Have you given much thought to my proposal for the squad?"

"I guess so," I said, "But what did you have in mind?"

"Well," she replied "I was kind of hoping for a new mascot this year."

"Oh," I said sort of hesitantly.

"Now don't take any offense," she replied, "It's a great part and would help the whole morale. We haven't had one for a while and I though it would be good both for the school and the squad."

"I guess so," I said. "I suppose it would be fun."

"Sure," she offered, "Especially since not too many people would know who you are. That's where you can have some fun!"

"Yeah," I continued, "But I'm not thrilled about wearing some heavy, hot costume."

She stood up. "Well," she said, "that's what we have to figure out. I have the one from a few years back, but it may need some repairs and modifications, so let's get started." She walked over towards me and said, "Stand up!" She grabbed a tape measure and said, " OK, let's get some measurements."

I stood up and she started taking my height, arm length, my head, around my chest and all over. She had said it wouldn't be too hard to get things worked out. I knew she already had a plan worked out, I don't know why but it just felt like it. She went back to another room and came out with the older mascot uniform.

"Here," she said, "let's have you try this on!"

She brought it over. It was a leopard outfit. I started to put it on right over my other clothes until she said, "No! No! No! You have to strip down to your underwear." She sensed my anticipation and added, "Oh, c'mon. What's the big deal?"

As I started to take my shorts of she looked down at my feet and asked, "Do you have other sneakers besides those?" pointing at my black Nikes.

"No," I said and then asked, "Why? What's wrong with these?"

"Well nothing," she replied, " It's just that you should match the rest of the squad." She just continued on, "What size do you wear?"

"Eight and a half," I answered.

"OK let me see what I have." She went back in the room and came back with a women's Keds size 10 wide. They had red laces in them.

"Here," she said, "try these." She handed them to me. I couldn't believe it! She wants me to wear women's Keds. That which I adored.

"With or without sock?" I asked.

"Without for now!" she replied.

I had stripped down to my underwear, sat down and started taking my other sneakers and socks off. I put one of the new Keds on. It felt so cool and so good. I started tying it when suddenly Tiffany was on me pushing me back into the overstuffed chair I was sitting in. She had stripped down to just her Keds while I was getting undressed. I was kind of surprised that I hadn't noticed. I guess I was just caught up in admiring my new Keds.

"You don't know how much this turns me on," she breathed heavily as she was kissing me all over my face.

Totally surprised and pleased at the same time all I could get out was, "Oh!?!"

She continued kissing and talking. "I know you've been watching me and especially looking at my feet and staring at my Keds. I was hoping you would like Keds as much as I do."

"Uh, yeah, uh, I do like them." It seemed real hard to think in complete thoughts. "You do look good in them."

"Well, so do you!" she said. "I was hoping to find a guy this year who wouldn't mind wearing them and you are incredibly sexy in those Keds! She was almost panting now, "and . . . I . . . must have . . you.!" She started growling, or purring something like that.

"OK!, OK!" I finally interrupted and said, "just a minute!"

I was completely surprised by this and thought maybe I was dreaming, but no it was real. She took my other sneaker from my hand that wasn't on yet and proceeded to slowly put it on me while she kissed and licked my ankle and then tied the lace.

She then crawled up my legs like a cat. She kept her pussy on my leg rubbing it all the way up. She reached for the elastic of my underwear with her teeth and pulled them down loosing my hardened cock. As soon as my cock was free it sprang up and she then pounced on it took my cock in her mouth and started sucking hard. I was in extasy! She maneuvered my one leg out straight with my the toe of my foot pointing up and lowered her soaking wet pussy on my right foot and pumped up and down moaning as my cock is in her mouth and my foot is in her pussy. I still can't believe this is happening.

"Tiffany," I said. "C'mon Tiffany, slow down." She looked up at me through her blonde bangs with my cock still in her mouth and shook her head no.

"Please!" I said. "We have plenty of time." She slowed and then stopped. She dismounted my foot and knelt down finally releasing my cock at my cock then sighed, "OK!"

"I had no idea you were so horny!" I said.

"Well," she said, "actually it's not just you, you see I have a fetish for Keds which I guess you can tell. Especially guys in Keds and well it's been a while and you just set me off." "Girls are OK, but ,well you just are what I need now!"

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "Actually I like girls who wear Keds, which I guess you figured from my staring. You've been kind of exciting me too, but I had no idea!"

"Well," she said, "let's get to it!" She started pumping me again with her hand. Then she mounted my left foot and started riding it and soaking it with her juices. She could feel my cock starting to fill and the pre-cum was leaking. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed it. As I was ready to shoot I looked and saw her take off her right sneaker and raise it to her nose and start smelling it. She then placed it over my cock and pumped again. I could feel the warmth of her hot sweaty sneaker surrounding my cock. That was just too much. It wasn't long, maybe about 10 seconds and I let it go in her Keds. It flooded the toe then started dripping back down. Tiffany pumped just a little more then took it off. She started licking my cum off my cock. She then started licking any cum off her sneaker that was on the outside. She then just put it back on her foot with all my cum inside.

"I love the feeling of fresh cum oozing in my Keds," she said. "How about filling the other one?"

"No problem," I replied. as she started working me over and filled the other one.

"Great!" she said. "We will then be all ready for tomorrow, including my Keds!"

"Oooh! They feel so good!"