Cheerleader in Hell/Chapter 1 - The Skank

Scott and Karen Smith, an attractive professional white couple in their late 30s, lived in a large detached house in a well to do suburb of a big city with their daughter Kim. Kim was studying next door with a friend from school, Hannah, who was only a 6th grader but a good study buddy for math even though Kim was in 7th grade. It was early evening on a week day. Scott and Karen were both relaxing in the living room scrolling on their phones.

Karen said, "John and Christine are coming round for a chat." She sighed, "More Riley problems."

Scott tutted. "What now? Have they found out she takes cocaine yet? Or has she spent another fortune on partying again?"

"No. Apparently she's started bringing her deadbeat boyfriend round and they've been having noisy sex in the middle of the night. Lizzie is very upset and talking about leaving home."

John and Christine, and their daughters Lizzie and Riley were close family friends of the Smiths. Riley and Kim, both 13, had been in school together since kindergarten and had been friends ever since, though now they had drifted apart. Lizzie, Riley's older sister, was 15. Although the girls no longer played together their parents remained very close friends and both families had even gone on holiday together the previous summer.

Riley had always been very attractive, even as a very young girl. She had very long, thick wavy light blonde hair like her mother. She had very pale white skin which contrasted with her plump dark red lips round her large mouth of perfect teeth. She had perfect long, slim pale white legs. She had bright blue eyes and a very pretty face with a little snub nose slightly poking up like a cute little piglet's. Scott had always thought her nose was perfectly designed to allow her to breathe even when being face fucked by a big man like himself. Also her overly big mouth for one so small was perfectly designed to take large cocks from early age. Riley had always had a lovely round little pale white butt. Recently Riley's boobs had ballooned into perfect pert C-cups.

The relationship with the Smith's daughter Kim had deteriorated over the years and now it had completely broken down. Kim was still a sweet young thirteen year old but Riley had become a very nasty teen. She had started drinking heavily, smoking cigarettes and vaping when she was 11. When she was 12 she had gotten friendly with a bad crowd of older girls from the local high school and started using cannabis. This was last year and Riley had stopped seeing Kim socially and encouraged her friends to bully Kim online and in real life. Despite this Riley had faked friendship with Kim when they went on their shared family holiday the previous summer. Kim thought they were friends again but as soon as they got home the bullying resumed and even got worse. Riley's parents knew absolutely nothing of any of this but, in floods of tears, Kim had confessed everything to her parents. The Smiths didn't dare let John and Christine know what their younger daughter was really like as that would be the couples' friendship over. At 13 Riley started dating and having sex with Brian, a man of 22, and using all sorts of drugs. Although Kim was no longer a friend she heard all the gory details about Riley through a mutual friend and in social media posts that the parents couldn't see. Riley was still "friends" with Kim on social media.

John and Christine knew about some of Riley's bad behavior from Lizzie and first hand experience. Riley's parents had told Scott and Karen about the smoking, the drinking, the clubbing using her fake id and now the boyfriend. Of course the Smiths already knew all this and more from Kim but they feigned shock and surprise at the terrible "revelations". Riley's parents had bought her fake id online when she was only 12 (she could already pass for 18). The Smiths hadn't understood why John and Christine had agreed to this until recently it dawned on them that Riley was not only bullying Kim (and who knows how may other pupils at Lincoln Middle School) but was also bullying her own parents.

The doorbell rang. Scott opened the door and invited John and Christine in, shaking John's hand and kissing Christine on each cheek french style. "Come in." Scott said, "We're in the lounge. Can I offer you a drink? Red wine?"

"Yes please," John replied.

"God I need a drink!" said Christine as they walked into the lounge to greet Karen.

Scott handed out glasses of wine. As he handed Christine her drink she said, "Thank you. Has Karen told you the latest about Riley?"

"I hear she's been having noisy sex with Brian at your place?" he said trying not to laugh and trying not to get hard.

"Yes. She woke us up last night. Her metal bed was scraping and banging against the wall and she was screaming. At first we thought she was being raped and John almost burst in on them but we quickly realized she was enjoying it as she was screaming 'Fuck me! Harder! Fuck me harder!' Christine pulled her phone out of her back pocket and said, "I recorded it on my phone." She played the recording. There was a constant rhythmic Bang Bang Bang of Riley's little bed crashing against the wall in her bedroom and they could hear Riley screaming, "Ahh! Fuck me! Ahh! Harder! Ahh!!" with her voice getting higher and higher pitched as she approached orgasm.

Scott quickly sat down next to John and pushed his hard cock down his left pants leg to hide it. He looked angry as he thought of Riley being fucked by her deadbeat boyfriend, which was more appropriate than the smile he had on his face moments ago. Most annoyingly Christine switched it off before the end of the recording and said to Karen, "This was at 3am and they fucked over and over again until gone 5! They must have been blind drunk. Is this normal behavior?"

Karen said, "God no! Not for a 13 year old. What the hell does she see in that loser Brian. He's just an oaf and always seems to be drunk. He has no education, a dead end job and lives with his unemployed father. God only knows what they do for money. He's ugly, with that silly goatie beard, he's fat, drunk and stupid. And he never smiles. He's aggressive."

Scott and Karen knew more of Brian's background from Kim. He was a lazy pot smoking bum who did little more than watch porn and take drugs. He had a job at a local supermarket where he met Riley when she was shoplifting vapes. He lived in a small apartment in a shitty part of town with his father who was an unemployed pot smoker.

Brian was old ground that Christine and Karen had already discussed at great length. "I know," said Christine. "It woke Lizzie up and she's very upset. She was in tears and says unless we throw Riley out she's going to leave home. All nonsense of course. John is going to talk to Riley, aren't you John?" she said to him.

"Of course," he replied.

The Smiths knew this would come to nothing. Riley had her parent wrapped round her little finger and ruled their house with constant tears, tantrums and foul language. Her drugs habit (and probably Brian's) were basically paid for by extortion of money from her parents. The Smiths knew her awful behavior was caused by the drugs she was taking but Riley's parents had no idea. Scott couldn't understand why John didn't beat his daughter and bring her to heel. Scott thought about stepping in and doing that all the time and his mind started to wander. He quickly snapped out of it.

Eventually Riley's parents left and Scott and Karen could have a heart to heart. Scott said, "Thank gods they now know Brian and Riley are having sex. Finally! Of course they don't know about the cocaine yet. What the hell to they think Riley spends hundreds of dollars on for fuck's sake?"

In actual fact Riley wasn't a regular cocaine user. She had bragged about using coke but the truth was she had only tried it once at an older girl's house party. She usually did molly or smoked weed.

Karen said, "Well last summer was the final family holiday we have with them!"

"Pity," thought Scott. He had enjoyed watching Kim and Riley sunbathing and playing in the swimming pool. He had taken rather too many holiday photos with his phone. He said, "Well at least John and Christine are starting to find out what a little bitch Riley is. I wish they would protect Kim and Lizzie better and throw Riley out on the streets."

Scott thought back to the last time the whole family had visited their home. As the family left and kissed goodbye Riley had remained in their entrance and kissed him secretly. As she did so she had felt his cock long enough to feel him harden. Everyone else was outside the front door so nobody noticed. Likely nobody would've noticed anyway as everyone was drunk, including Kim and Riley. Scott thought, "Riley knows perfectly well how I see her. And now she's no longer a virgin she knows what men want to do to her. The skank!"

Karen said, "I'm going to bed honey."

"Ok. I'll be up in a bit. I just need to prepare something for work. Oh, by the way, I'll be back from work late tomorrow. We have some clients visiting from Paris and we're taking them out for a meal."

"Ok. Don't stay up too late. Good night."

"Good night."

Scott went to his home office and watched his videos of Riley and the middle school cheerleader team. Then he took a look at his photos from the previous summer of Riley and his daughter sunbathing. He got highly aroused but kept it bottled up. About a year ago Scott had noticed that the Hole Club's Roxane (Katie's stage name) looked a lot like Riley and he had been using Katie ever since on a regular basis. Roughly every month he would vent his Riley lust and anger on Katie by hate fucking her in play rape. Katie was very good at faking being raped or was really not enjoying working as a hooker at the club. Scott didn't care and got a lot of satisfaction out of Katie's little dances and the rapes.

Scott filled in the Hole Club form booking Katie for an emergency session for the following evening. He specified his usual requirements: in a young girl's bedroom, wearing a Lincoln Middle School cheerleader uniform, she is to pretend her name is Riley and she should call him Mr Smith. He checked the boxes: Shy, Non consensual, All holes, Deep throat, 1 hour. He attached one of his many pictures of Riley he had on his phone and added in the Notes field, "Roxane should be make to look like this girl (see attached)."

He took one last look at his favorite photo of Riley in a bikini, recalled the sounds of her orgasms he had heard earlier that evening and thought to himself, "What a fucking skank! God I need to fuck Roxane."

Chapter 2 - The Porn Star