Cheryl RP

As the final bell of the day reverberates throughout the halls, the steady flow of students slowly grows in the afternoon ritual of dismissal. One of the more noticeable students was Cheryl, if not for her large...presence in the hallway. As she makes a steady pace towards her locker, books in hand, and a cheerful expression on her face, her extravagant thighs sway from side to side, lightly rubbing against each other.

Trevor was watching the lovely Cheryl as he walked out the school with the students. What a wonderful angel... Hair as radiant as the sun. If only he had the courage to talk to her...

Cheryl Unaware of her distant admirer, the blonde girl makes it to her locker, which being on the lower level, makes her squat in order to obtain its inside content. This gives a wide view of her junk, and even flashes a bit of her panties.

Trevor watches as he was opening his locker... He cannot look away. But wait! He has an idea... With the locker opened, the idea was simple and witty: Piece of paper in his geography book. Pen in his shirt-pocket. Start writing letter to Cheryl. And sign as 'Secret Admirer, T.' Now to give it to Cheryl. "Miss Cheryl. Here. Someone told me to give this to you."

Cheryl looks up at her fellow classmate with a look of interest on her face. "Hm?" She takes the paper from him. "What is this about?"

Trevor: "Someone named 'T' told me to give you this. Take a look. See ya around." I continue to walk home.

Cheryl is tempted enough to start opening the belt, but the ring of the next bell alerts her to leave soon. Hastily putting her belonging into her backpack, keeping the note in one hand, and her phone and headphones in another, she sprints as fast as she can through the crowded hallways, implying her swaying hips. Once she makes it out of the school, leans against one of its outer walls, squishing her back end against it, and begins reading the mysterious letter.

Trevor: The note was a poem said, "Cheryl, my angel... Your hair radiates like the sun, beauty second to none. Any man would be lucky, to have you as their honey. My heart beats for you, this feeling is nothing new. Cheryl, my dear, I'm being truly sincere." Anyone could tell that this poem is breathtaking.

Cheryl blushes in a moderate tone of pink after reading this. Her eyes widen in curiosity, looking around at the immense crowd of people coming out of the facility, trying to piece together who it could be. Shyly putting the note in her pocket, she slips on her headphones and turns on some tunes as she makes her way home.

Trevor , as he made it on the way home, plopped his back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about Cheryl. What a large rear... and with such radiant beauty and hair...

Cheryl also enters her house, plopping her schoolbag down on the stairs, and then making her way to the kitchen to make herself a snack. While doing this, she even begins to sing softly to the lyrics of her songs, and starts to sway her hips around in rhythmic ways. Once she finishes making her snack, begins to wonder again about her secret admirer. Wanting to talk about it with someone, she uses her phone to call up Trevor to get his opinion.

Trevor heard his cell phone ring. Seeing Cheryl's picture on his phone, he immediately presses the green button, answering the phone. "Hello?"

Cheryl "Hey, Trev. I need to ask you something. Y'know that note you gave me earlier?"

Trevor: "Yeah. What about it?"

Cheryl "Well, it was actually a love poem...to me. Do you happen to know who gave that note to you?"

Trevor: "Hmm....." Trevor then thought about who made that poem just to get on the same page with her.. but then the thought hit him right in the face and mind: he must be the most poetic student in the school. Sighing with an urge to come clean, he told her. "Cheryl... The one named 'T' who gave you that note... was me."

Cheryl, as she was taking a bite out of her food, stops immediately, her blush getting closer and closer to her hair color. "W-What did y-you say?"

Trevor: "I wrote that note. There was no other 'T' who could've done that poetic writing. You see, whenever I see you, every time I try to get the chance to show you my feelings, I swallow my words and courage. I figured a note would do the trick, and it did."

Cheryl is absolutely astonished by his statement, sharing some of Trevor's uncertainty with her. "I-I don't k-know what to say..." she utters. "M-Maybe we should talk about it in person?"

Trevor: "Sure." He replied.

Cheryl "Ok then. Where should we meet?"

Trevor: "At my house or yours."

Cheryl "Um...whichever, I guess. My parents aren’t home, so if that's more convenient..."

Trevor: "I can come over to yours, since it's Friday. My mom's not home."

Cheryl "Sounds good, see you then.”

Trevor: "Alright!" Pressing the red button to hang up, he takes it with him and starts heading to Cheryl's house. Her place isn't that far, luckily.

Cheryl nervously questions what just happened, before shaking it off and going to greet him at the door.

Trevor had eventually arrived at the doorstep after minutes of walking, and rang the doorbell.

Cheryl readily opens the door, greeting Trevor with her heavenly, bottom-heavy image. "Hey Trev! C'mon in!"

Trevor: "Sure..." Man, was he more than happy to see Cheryl as he entered right in the door.

Cheryl then notices the food she left at the table. "Oh, I'm sorry, that was before you called. Would you like me to make you anything?"

Trevor: "Sure. Been walking to your house on an empty stomach."

Cheryl walks into the pantry, letting you admire more of her ass. "Anything you’re in the mood for?"

Trevor gets one good view of that fat ass. How jiggly and plushy it is. "Surprise me.."

Cheryl takes out a small little box. "I guess some mac and cheese would be good for the two of us." She goes over to the counter to prepare it. "So tell me, when did you first fall in love with me?"

Trevor: "Hmmm... since that last Friday. We were still friends, but that's when I started to develop feelings for you."

Cheryl: "What convinced you of it?"

Trevor: "Oh, been watching movies and TV shows where in which two friends, a male and a female, fall into a relationship with each other after becoming friends for a certain number of seasons. I also went to talk to the school counselor the other day, and he said, 'What would you do if you had a friend you've developed feelings for?' With that question in mind, I thought to myself, 'Since you're quite a poetic guy, write a love note, and sign yourself as the secret admirer.'"

Cheryl begins to pour the macaroni into a heated pot of water. "Really? Well then, what's the first thing you would wanna do as a couple?"

Trevor: "Well, I was thinking we could watch a movie together. In the mood for some horror? Romance? Adventure?”

Cheryl "Hmm...what are you in the mood for?"

Trevor: "Horror's a good option. I think we should start with..." Trevor ponders on what horror movie should they watch. "Ah! Leprechaun!"

Cheryl "Sure thing, then." gives him a wink and a smile. "The mac and cheese is almost done if you want that first."

Trevor: "How about during the movie?"

Cheryl "I guess we could. Maybe we can even snuggle under a blanket, too?"

Trevor: "Snuggle? Well okay. Anything for you, Cher."

Cheryl blushes a bit at the notion of being called Cher. "Hey, can I ask another thing?"

Trevor: "Shoot."

Cheryl blushes even brighter, nervously avoiding eye contact. "D-do you also..." she stutters "l-ike me f-for...m-my size?"

Trevor gulps. "Well... y-yeah. I think all bottom-heavy women are sexy!"

Cheryl "R-R-Really!?" She says in shock, her blush quickly covering her entire face. "Would you...like to feel it?"

Trevor: "Feel..?" The hearing of those words got Trevor nervous and almost sweating. Cheryl asking him to feel? The offer was too tempting, he could not help but accept. "Why-why, yes!"

Cheryl turns around, more in an attempt to hide her embarrassed expression. "Well then...go ahead."

Trevor, with butterflies almost fluttering in his stomach, had his hands rubbing smoothly on her rear. Blushing almost lightly. "Wow... it feels... soft! I'm-I'm getting butterflies!"

Cheryl's eyes widen immensely, with a few sounds of what could only be considered anxiousness escape her mouth.

Trevor: "Say, Cheryl. This butt of yours is smoothly huge. However did you get it?" I asked, hands being felt on Cheryl's rear.

Cheryl "Oh, well...when I was younger, my family had eaten a lot of fatty food, and when I got older...it sorta piled up there."

Trevor: "Wow..." Trevor was clearly having fun giving her ass massages.

Cheryl: "I-is there anything else you want with it?"

Trevor: "To see if it bounces."

Cheryl "Hmm?" She turns around to give him a confused look. "In what way?"

Trevor: "Oh, just..." Trevor then lifts up her rear and lets it bounce up and down, hearing deep BOINGs.

Cheryl loses her balance slightly at the constant shift of weight. "Woah!"

Trevor luckily catches her. "You alright?"

Cheryl 's blush begins to come back. "Y-yeah..."

Trevor puts her back in place and continues rubbing.

Cheryl alerts her attention to other things. "Hey Trev, wanna have that Mac n cheese before it goes cold?"

Trevor: "Sure. I didn't know that ass could bounce like that, though!"

Cheryl "Well how about like this?" She bends and extends her legs rapidly, making them bounce even faster.

Trevor drools like a waterfall, knowing that Cheryl was trying to seduce him.

Cheryl decides to slowly walk backwards at him, still shaking it as a constant pace, while giving him a few seductive expressions as she turns her head to face him.

Trevor: "Are you trying to allure me, Cheryl?" Trevor decided to give it more rubs.

Cheryl playfully shrugs. "Maybe...I'm just playing along." Trevor soon comes up against the wall behind him, with Cheryl still coming towards him.

Trevor: "Whoa!" Trevor watched to see if his hands still sunk in onto the flesh of her ass.

Cheryl has now completely pressed herself against him. "Close enough for you?" she asks, now swaying her hips slowly and sexually against him.

Trevor: "Yes, baby." Trevor squeezes the flesh in her butt. "I want to embrace you, baby~"

Cheryl "Which side?" she asks. "It would be tough for me to do the same from the back."

Trevor: "To the front, baby. Let's kiss and hug."

Cheryl , without really needing a response, spins around, and squeezes him tightly against her also ample breasts, smothering him in a kiss.

Trevor closed his eyes, enjoying her smooth kiss while his hands wandered around on her rear. "Oooh yeah."

Cheryl momentarily breaks the kiss. "So then, would you like some food now?"

Trevor: "Sure."

Cheryl: "I'll bring it out to you in the living room, then." She hurries back into the kitchen.

Trevor: "Don't keep me waiting, baby!" Trevor winked at her.

Cheryl soon walks into the room shortly after Trevor, but while she appeared empty handed, she turns around to show him that she was balancing the bowls on her cheeks. "Enjoy both the view and the food." She jokes.

Trevor chuckled, watching the view and winking. "Are you gonna keep enticing me with that ass or what?"

Cheryl shrugs again. "Do you like it?"

Trevor nodded.

Cheryl "Shall I keep doing it for you?"

Trevor: "Will my hands get in on the action too?"

Cheryl shoves her end closer to him. "Free of charge."

Trevor squeezes it.

Cheryl releases a small squeak of pleasure.

Trevor: "Yeah. Soft, squishy, round, tender, juicy, and full of love."

Cheryl sits down next to him. "Anyway I can make this better?"

Trevor: "Hmmm... first, place that bowl in front of me."

Cheryl places the bowl directly into his lap.

Trevor starts eating the mac-n-cheese. "If you dressed up so sexy, it would make it 1000 times better!"

Cheryl As soon as he says that, a stroke of genius hits her. "Hey, can you come upstairs with me for a second?"

Trevor: "Sure!"

Cheryl They soon run upstairs, with Cheryl leading them to their parent's room, and thereafter, their wardrobe. "My mom should have a number of fancy dresses in there. take your pick?"

Trevor: "Let me help you, baby." Trevor said in a seductive Barry White-like voice, looked on her wardrobe.

Cheryl looks along the selves and racks with him. "What do you think best suits me?"

Trevor looks carefully for a dress to dress his girl Cheryl in. Until he found something that can really turn him on: a fur lingerie dress mixed with a corset. Trevor showed it to her, still talking in his seductive voice. "Get dressed in that. By the way, like my voice?"

Cheryl giggles a bit. "Well it’s a bit humorous." She looks down at her outfit, though. "Do you think I can fit in it, though?"

Trevor: "I don't know, baby. You tell me." Trevor winked at her.

Cheryl shyly looks at Trevor, her blush fully forming into a deep red hue. "Umm..." she stutters. "...wanna help me...squeeze into this?"

Trevor: "No problem." Trevor said to her.

Cheryl takes a deep breath then. "Alright then..." She the slowly slips of her t-shirt in front of him.

Trevor: "Want me to help you with those pants too?"

Cheryl "Go right ahead."

Trevor starts off her pants by unfastening her belt buckle, then lashing the belt away on the floor. Then to her zipper, unzipping them. Almost there. Done! The pants are off!

Cheryl stands there for a second, letting him admire her purple bra and panties. "How is it so far?"

Trevor stood frozen for quite a bit, but got the job done by walking behind her and slipping the fur lingerie dress-corset on her. "Closed, and there. Now you're ready to get me worked up, baby." Trevor started talking more seductively.

Cheryl "How shall I please you, then?" she says with a smirk.

Trevor: "A little jazz solo while you dance for me." Trevor plops himself on the bed, raising his eyebrows seductively.

Cheryl "On my own?" she asks. "And how should I dance to it?"

Trevor: "However you want it. It has to please me sexily."

Cheryl "Well, ok, then. What jazz song do you like?"

Trevor: "Something sultry."