Stuck Up Cheerleader

Between sobs, "Yes. What, what is it? Anything. I don't care, just don't call anyone, please?"

Greg continued, "If you let me video everything and take some photos to prove that you wanted my help and to prove I didn't do anything wrong. Then I can finish helping you."

Janie really didn't want any pictures of this. Especially knowing what it would take to finish unsticking her, but she knew he was right about the press and then everyone would see it. She was stuck in more ways than one and she knew it, so she agreed.

Greg returned a minute later with a digital camcorder, a Polaroid camera, a digital camera and then he came back with a large canister vacuum. He took a couple digital photos and then a Polaroid and then told Janie what to say before turning on the camcorder.

Greg turned it on and said, "About an hour ago Janie pulled into my driveway and asked for my help. Tell us what happened Janie."

Janie was blushing now that the video camera was recording her awkward situation. She was very aware of her hardening nipple and bare breast exposed to the camera. "Jake Desmond and Tim Jenson threw glue on me and chased me with confetti. I took off in my car and now I'm stuck to the seat and my hands are stuck to the steering wheel.

Mr. Smith agreed to help unstick me so I wouldn't be embarrassed by having a mob of complete strangers see me like this. He had to cut my clothes off to get me unstuck. I asked him to do it even though he didn't want to. He hasn't done anything inappropriate at all. He's been a perfect gentlemen."

Greg turned the camera off and went back to work on Janie. He put the weak solvent on her legs where her skirt was still stuck. He put a mixture of the solvents on the top of her skirt and dribbled it over her crotch.

He coated his hands with the weak solvent and started rubbing up and down her thighs. He explained that he might as well try to remove as much of the glue as possible while they waited for her clothes to come unstuck.

Janie didn't mind. His hands felt good and it calmed her a little. At least until he started rubbing her inner legs near her crotch. Then she started feeling tingles all over.

After a very thorough leg rubbing, Greg started pulling Janie's skirt away from her lower abdomen. It was still sticking a little, so he had to peel it away until he could get the scissors in to cut the waist band right down the front. Now he was able to peel the skirt off to each side.

Next, he pushed her front seat all the way back to give himself a little more room. Then he set the camcorder on the dash using a mini tripod. He adjusted the camera so it showed everything from her knees to her face.

With the camera rolling he dribbled a little more solvent on the front of her panties. Janie looked down and saw that her panties were almost completely transparent and shuddered at her exposure to the camera, but she knew it was only going to get worse.

Greg coated his hands in the weak solvent and started to gently rub it in to Janie's crotch. He knew this didn't look too innocent on the camera, but he figured it would all look bad anyways and the only way to make sure Janie didn't tell anyone was to have it all be too embarrassing for her to risk it.

Janie let out a moan and then explained, "I can't hold it much longer. I have to pee."

Greg said, "Don't worry. I have just the thing." He took a small pair of scissors from his pocket and carefully clipped a slit in the front of her panties. He peeled the fabric back a little on both sides so he could see from above her pussy to below. From what he could see, she was well trimmed.

He attached a thin 2 inch by 1/2 inch nozzle to a canister vacuum cleaner he got from the back of the garage and explained that it was the type of vacuum that can be used to clean up water. Then he turned on the vacuum and pushed the nozzle right on top of her clitoris and the small pee slit beneath it.

Janie felt the suction on her most private parts and was overwhelmed by the sensation. It took her only a second to release the floodgates. She peed and peed for what seemed like ten minutes. Finally she felt her bladder return to normal size and she squeezed the last drops out. She nodded and said she was done.

Greg started moving the nozzle in small circles as if he was cleaning up the last drops, but Janie immediately knew what he was doing. The suction coupled with the motion was driving her crazy.

A few seconds later she tossed her head back in blissful agony as she felt the most powerful orgasm ever. It swept through her body like a giant wave washing over a rock. There was no denying it. She tried to stifle a scream, but couldn't hold it back. Once she started screaming she couldn't stop until the orgasm finally subsided.

As soon as she stopped screaming, Greg turned the vacuum off and said, "My God! Janie, I'm shocked. I had no idea you were so turned on by this."

Janie looked Greg in the eyes and then at the camera before she dropped her head in shame. "I'm so sorry Mr. Smith. I don't know what happened to me. It just happened."

Greg calmly explained, "Hey, don't worry about it. It'll just be our little secret. OK?"

Janie looked at the camcorder that was still on and then back to Greg.

Greg laughed, "Oh don't worry about that. I'll never show it to anyone. I promise. Unless, of course, I need it to show what really happened. But I won't have to, will I?"

Janie was too stunned to speak. She just nodded.

Greg got in the passenger seat next to Janie and turned the camcorder off. He worked diligently to remove the rest of her top. Minutes later he had her down to her bra on that side. He dribbled the strong solvent over the breast and then slowly peeled her bra away to expose her protruding nipple. Then he peeled the bra off all the way to the side, cutting it off with the rest of the front of the shirt.

As it did before, Janie noticed the burning on her right breast. She told Greg that it was starting to burn and he was right there with the baby oil. After fondling her boob for a couple minutes he put baby oil on the other one as well. "To make sure it's all right now." He told her.

And without question or any forewarning, he lowered his head to lick and suck on her nipple. After a while he was going back and forth between them. He stopped to explain, "I think they're going to need this treatment repeated regularly to make sure they don't get inflamed."

By now Janie was starting to enjoy the sensations again. She could feel the excitement rousing between her legs. Greg was pinching and pulling as he licked, nibbled and sucked her nipples. She couldn't decide if this was the worst rescue or the sweetest torture, but she soon gave up the debate and began moaning.

Greg noticed her moaning and stopped his ministrations, explaining that he would get back to them later.

He went back to dribbling the weak solution down her back and proceeded to extricate her from the remains of her shirt and bra. Her uniform shirt was really just a half shirt that showed her abdomen and cute belly button. The section of her back that was not covered by the shirt had stuck too well to the seat. It took some work, but they finally were able to pull her back free.

Greg could see that her back was red and a little swollen in that area. He knew she was very sore there so he rubbed a little oil over her back to sooth it.

Janie was surprised at how thorough and thoughtful Greg was being. Most guys would have just yanked her with half the seat out of the car. She was very thankful that Greg knew what he was doing.

Next, he went to work on her legs and ass. He used his hands to rub the weak solution all over them and was gradually able to get his hands between her clothes and her ass. He then moved to the front. Working from the legs up.

Janie noticed the lewd grin on Greg's face as he caressed and fondled her. At first she felt a little used, but she knew he didn't get her into this mess. She was also thankful that he hadn't called anyone to help. Now she knew why. She was used to getting what she wanted due to her good looks. So it was easy to realize how fair it was for Greg to enjoy her body while helping her out of the biggest mess in her life. This wasn't her fault either, and now she had no choice but to let Greg enjoy himself. She leaned her head back and relaxed as his hands roamed closer to her panties.

Greg glanced up at Janie's face as he worked between her legs. It was true that his weekend plans were ruined, but he knew an opportunity when he saw one. This luscious beauty was his plaything. He never could have imagined that he would get his hands on her firm supple body. But now that he did, he was in heaven.

He finished working on her legs, rubbing his hands across her panties whenever he could. After a while he stood up and stretched. "Well, all that's left is your panties. Any suggestions?"

Janie replied, "And my hands too."

Greg nodded, "Yup, we'll need something gentler for your hands than this stuff." He said, holding the aluminum can.

"Let me see if I can get up." She lifted her legs one at a time and then placed her feet firmly on the floor. Pulling herself up she raised herself about a quarter of an inch, yelped and then quickly sat back down.

Janie said, "You're gonna have to cut my panties off. Oh my God! I can't believe this is happening."

Greg tried to sooth her, "Don't worry Janie, I'll get you out of there. But it won't be easy. Oh, and I think I should record this part."

Janie's eyes got big and she asked, "Why?"

"Because I'm going to have to touch you in a very intimate place. I really don't want to get in trouble for any of this."

Janie started to argue, but Greg pointed out that he could just call an ambulance and be done with this mess. Janie realized again that she really had no choice so she told him to go ahead and turn the camera back on. He did just that.

He picked up the scissors, and got down between her legs as best he could. The steering wheel forced him to crouch down low so his face was a mere inches from her crotch.

With careful precision Greg slowly worked from the top down. Her panties were glued to her pubic hair so he had to snip it off with the scissors. He found that the panties were stuck directly to her outer lips and the protruding flesh around them as well. He used the strong solvent to loosen the glue in this area.

A few minutes later and her pussy was completely exposed and Janie could feel the burning sensation start to build. She hoped it wouldn't be too bad, but finally had to tell Greg. " Oh shit. It's Hot! It's burning."

Greg looked up in mock surprise.

Janie was getting frantic. "Hurry! Do something!"

Greg reached out and grabbed the bottle of baby oil from the driveway. He squirted it right onto her pussy and eagerly rubbed it all around.

Janie felt the burning subside a little and said, "Oh yeah. It's working. Keep doing that."

Greg smiled as he rubbed her most private area. He added a little more oil to his fingers and focused on her clit. He rubbed all around it and then up and down over it.

Janie was once again shocked by the sensations she felt. It was as if the pain amplified the pleasure. She started moaning and then realized it when Greg looked up at her. He had that wicked grin. She decided to pretend the moaning was from the pain. "It's still burning. Please do something."

Greg reached for the vacuum nozzle and held it up questioningly.

Janie said, "No way! That will hurt too much."

Greg dropped the vacuum and then picked up some paper towels. He ripped off a couple sheets and dabbed her pussy all over. He could have been gentler and Janie jumped a little when he got too rough.

Greg said, "Oh, sorry. Here, this will be better." With that he tossed the paper towel and started to lick her pussy all over.

Janie was even more startled. She said with indignation and shock, "Mr. Smith, what are you doing?"

Greg ignored her. He rolled his tongue around her clit and then sucked on it. Janie tensed and then moaned loudly. All of her irritation was replaced by the pleasure between her legs.

Greg expertly plied her pussy with his oral ministrations. Janie's breath became frenetic with passion as he alternated between licking and sucking. After a couple minutes he could tell she was on the verge of her orgasm. He reached up and started pulling and pinching her nipples.

Janie was on a wild ride to a huge explosion. She felt the damn start to burst just as her nipples were pinched. It felt like a lightening bolt from her nipples to her pussy. It was so powerful she had to thrust her hips back and forth. On the first thrust her body lifted from the seat and yanked hard on several hairs as well as the flesh on the bottom of her ass that was still glued to the seat. The pain mixed with the pleasure in the rest of her body and she screamed.

After Janie settled down Greg extricated himself from between her legs and stood up, stretching. He said, "I guess we just have to unstick your hands and we're done. Why don't we move your car so I can get mine out and I'll go to the store and get some milder solvent. Maybe some fingernail polish remover."

Janie agreed, so from the passenger seat he turned the ignition and the car started. Then he put it in reverse. Janie released the brake and pulled out of the drive way, turning on the road to park on the side. He noticed how well Janie was able to turn the wheel even with both hands glued to it.

Janie saw a couple teenage boys walking toward them on the sidewalk. She realized they would see her and frantically said, "Oh my God! They're going to see me. Do something. Quick!"

Greg didn't know what to do for a second, then he jumped into action. First he put the car in park and turned it off. Then he ducked his head under her right arm and came up facing her. He pressed his body over hers and started kissing her.

Janie was shocked. She was relived that she was somewhat covered as she heard the boys coming very close. She felt Greg put his hand over her right breast and squeeze it gently. He slipped his tongue into her mouth. He had soft lips and his tongue played across her teeth.

She was sure the boys were past them now, but she kept on kissing Greg. She knew it had to look convincing, in case the boys stopped to look closely.

Greg was so into kissing Janie that he had forgotten all about the boys. He kissed her deeply and played with her breasts until she pulled her head back for a breath and said the boys were gone.

Greg looked both ways and said he'd be right back. He climbed out and ran to the garage. It was starting to get dark now, so he wasn't too worried about anyone else seeing Janie. But the thought of it happening kind of excited him.

He jumped in his car and pulled the anti-theft security chip out from under the front edge of the dash. Then he put the key in the ignition and tried to turn it over. It made a loud clicking noise as if the battery was dead. He tried several times and then ran back to Janie's car.

He jumped into the passenger seat and said, "I can't believe it. My battery is dead. I think I left the door open this whole time and the dome light drained it."

Janie said, "What are we going to do now?"

"Well, we could use the solvent we have, but it might burn your hands, or we could call for help."

Janie thought about it for a couple seconds. She didn't want anyone else involved in this fiasco. She also didn't want her hands chemically burned. Then she got an idea. "I guess I could drive to the store and you can just run in and get it?"

Greg was so happy she came up with it on her own. He was even more pleased that she didn't think to ask for anything to cover herself with. He said, "OK, lets go to that drugstore down by the high school. It's pretty close and they should have something there that will do the trick."

He started the car and put it in drive. Janie drove around the block and down the street towards the drug store, but when she got there she just drove on by it.

Greg asked her where she was going. She told him, "There were too many people there. Someone I know might see me."

Greg wasn't surprised. He thought a moment and suggested a convenience store. He rationalized that he could be in and out faster. Janie didn't like the idea but couldn't come up with a better one.

They drove a long way to get out of their neighborhood. Finally Greg pointed one out and Janie pulled in. The parking lot was empty so she picked a spot on the far end, away from the entrance. Greg pulled a towel out that he had grabbed from the garage. He carefully positioned it across her chest. Then he put the car in park and took the keys.

Now Janie was really nervous. She was thankful that Greg had thought to bring a towel, although she wondered why he waited until they got here to put it over her.

The seconds ticked by like hours. Even though Greg had just gone in, she felt like it was taking forever.

Greg had quickly found what he was looking for, paid for it and then stood in front of an arcade game so he could look past it to see Janie sitting in the parking lot almost right in front of him.

He had hoped for more traffic, but the only shoppers in the store were the two teenage boys playing the video game next to the one he was in front of. Then he had an evil idea.

Greg turned to the boys and said, "Hey! Wanna talk to a hot naked chick?"

They looked at him like he was stoned. He continued, "I'm not shitting you. Look for yourself."

One of the boys looked out the window he was pointing to and said to his buddy, "Yo Larry, He's straight up man. Look at that bitch. I'd hit it."

Greg went on. "This is a little game we play. It gets her excited. You see, if she takes her hands off the steering wheel for any reason, she loses a very big bet. She already lost one bet tonight and she's naked under that towel."

The two boys looked excited now. They wanted to know what to do.

Greg planned it out, "Here's what ya do. Pretend you're going to walk by and then stop to ask her something. Then pull the towel off her and see if she drops her hands or tries to cover up. If she doesn't, then have a little fun. I'll give you five minutes. Go!"

Janie saw the two guys walk out and turn towards her car. They were going to walk right in front of her and she just prayed they would keep going. She kept her head down, but noticed them stop and come towards her. She tensed up and hoped that Greg would walk out right now.

The tall blonde boy said, "Hey pretty lady. What are you doing here?"

Janie cringed but looked up as the boy bent towards the open window. She stuttered, "My, my uh, my boyfriend went in for something. He'll be right out!"

But the boys weren't easily dissuaded. The shorter Hispanic boy spoke up, "No problem. We'll just keep you company until he comes back. Hey, nice towel. Are you wearing a sexy bikini under that?"

Janie said, "Look, he'll be really mad if he sees me talking to you, so just go away please."

Blondie chuckled, "Yeah, I bet she has a hot bikini on and wants us to see it. Don't you sexy?"

He reached for the towel and Janie's mind raced. She could only get out a loud, "NO," before the towel was snatched from her chest.

Now both boys were very excited. Blondie said, "Holy shit. Look at them puppies!" The other one added, "Yeah, and look, she's not even trying to cover up."

Blondie stuck his head in the window and looked up and down her body. He immediately yelled to his friend, "Holy Fuck, this bitch is naked!"

The short guy tried to get a look and quickly ran around to the passenger side. Janie said, "Stop. Get out of here!" But Shorty opened the door and slid right in. Both boys grabbed at her breasts and then Shorty slipped a hand between her legs.