Kelsey Sommers is a professional cheerleader. She's got the slim, athletic body of one such cheerleader, as well as being experienced in several forms of dance. Her long, voluminous hair is a lush hazelnut color and she has a subtle, healthy tan.
She's wearing her tight, bright blue and white miniskirt and crop top to match, when walks into the changing room by herself.
Underneath one of the long benches is a boy with tousled, sandy-brunette hair who wanted to wander backstage while no one was around. His name is Quinn. He's 18, a college freshman on spring break. He’s here because his friend’s family had an extra ticket to the game. He's artsy and dorky with a wandering mind, not usually that interested in sports themselves; hence, his whimsical, floating, half-mindful wandering of the grounds.
Now, though, his heart is pounding. While enjoying the empty liminality of the unmanned backstage rooms, he heard someone coming in and he quickly hid.
Kelsey throws back her long, silky, brunette hair. Her tanned skin is plenty on display, between her belly and midsection, cleavage, and long, athletic legs. She applies some lipgloss, bending over the counter in front of the mirror to do so.
Quinn, looking to see if he can leave, catches a glimpse of her tight white panties underneath her skirt as she bends over, and his eyes bulge. So do his pants. He's stunned for a few seconds, and precum gently soaks into his underwear as drool gently leaks over his bottom lip and down to his chin. But he tries to move while she's distracted, although he's clumsy and dumb in his virginal, horny state, and he causes the chair to scrape the floor slightly as he tries to make a move to leave.
Kelsey sees a person moving behind her in the mirror and quickly reacts. She spins around, her skirt twirling and showing her panties in full for a brief moment, stunning the boy. Her leg flies forward instinctively through the air—whoop—THWACK!
“Hii-YAH!" Her foot slams into his crotch!
He pops off the ground a few inches as his eyes bulge further. "Ughu—"
"Anh!" She yells. Whip! Her leg flies—Immediately another kick to the same spot! CRUNCH!
Quinn’s eyes bug out! "HOOUAGH—!!"
The boy is popped off the ground again and crumples forward onto the ground like a log, with an unceremonious thud, his drool smearing onto the floor.
"Oh! Oh! Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Kelsey hops up as she looks down at the innocent guy she just mercilessly pummeled on pure, feminine instinct.
"OOOUUUuuuuuuhhhhhh...." Quinn groans, his body twitching, clutching his poor nuts meekly as a puddle of cum has forcibly spurted onto the floor beneath him, smeared by his fall.
"Oh my god! Are you oka—" she blushes bright red as she sees his dumb, drooling, pained face and the white splatter beneath him. "Oh my—oh my god, did you...?"
Her leg twitches inward as she finds herself hot between her legs, even a little wet, at the sight of him like this. "You..." She stares at the white puddle. She swallows. Her eyelids lower sultrily and she bites her lip...