Off-Limits

Brutal Series: Cheerleader!Kylie/Reader

Summary: AU! All is fair in love and war, including fucking younger sisters.

Content: Sleepover, tit play, a little bit of ass play, scissoring.

A/N: I'll be continuing the brutal series on here :))

EDIT: Just realized I never switched out the placeholder name to Y/n lol.

Y/n should’ve expected nothing less from Kendall and Hailey to use humiliating tactics to keep her quiet. It’s even worse considering that she fucked Coach so she feels trapped because either way she would land in serious trouble. It was a messy situation she would have never expected herself to be a part of. It’s not going to get any better, she’s certain of that. Hailey is vindictive and persistent — Y/n has to be two steps ahead of her somehow.

She is not a confrontational person at all, and she is especially not a conniving person, so Y/n struggles with exactly how to go forward. She could outright snitch on Hailey to Coach Emily, but that won’t end as well. As much as she dislikes the bitch, she has to think exactly like her. Using sex to have power over people is not in her nature, but Y/n could use it to her advantage somehow. There are easy people to target in Hailey’s circle, they’re still big game in Y/n’s eyes. Kendall is off the table, and her other friend Gigi isn’t implicit in anything and Y/n would feel bad dragging her into this. Bella is more of an easy target, but Y/n is still intimidated by her. As she runs down the list of people on the cheer team in her head, Y/n realizes that Hailey really doesn’t have that many friends, just people who fear her. This was going to be harder than Y/n thought.

Having cheer practice the next day after that situation was embarrassing. Y/n and Hailey didn’t say a single word to each other and no one looked at each other. They had to stand side by side when Coach called a meeting before practice. Standing in a row were the two people Y/n recently had sex with. She stuttered when she had to speak to their girls and she wanted nothing more than to just wither away on the spot. Practice was brutal, not only because they were on the cusp of preparing for nationals, but because the images of what happened the day before kept flashing in Y/n’s mind.

They finally acknowledged each other when she and Hailey were the base of a lift. Y/n was looking up at the flyer, pretending to concentrate. She quickly glanced down and saw Hailey look back at her. Y/n quickly pulled her eyes away. She could still feel Hailey’s eyes peering at her. It made her feel agitated and she almost couldn’t concentrate.

She had to do something, or else every single day would be like this. Yes, college won’t last forever, but Y/n is too blinded by shame to realize that. She is going to do something.

After practice Y/n avoids as many people as she can. She avoids the locker room, the cause of all of her problems. The three main people she doesn't want to see are nowhere to be found which gives her a sense of relief. She’s about to leave the gym before she’s stopped by someone.

“Hey Y/n!” The tone and vocal fry is so distinct that Y/n knows who it is before turning around. “You dropped this,” Kylie says while holding a key chain charm that undoubtedly belongs to Y/n. It must’ve fallen off of her cheer bag without her noticing.

“Thank you,” Y/n says quickly before taking it from her teammate.

She was ready to turn around and continue heading towards her dorm before something clicked in her head. Kylie is Kendall’s little sister who is only on the team because of Kendall begging Hailey to approve of her audition. Y/n thought Kylie was an alright cheerleader, but probably not better than some of the other girls who got cut in auditions. But, she was a nice girl — much nicer than her sister. Sometimes Y/n wondered how they were raised in the same house and turned out so different. Apparently they have a big family and Kylie is the youngest. She’s used to getting her way, but somehow that didn’t turn her into a bitch like Kendall. Y/n has only talked to Kylie a handful of times but each interaction has been pleasant.

“Kylie,” Y/n calls out her name, causing both of them to stop in their tracks.

When Kylie turns to look at her, Y/n freezes. Fuck, she was struggling to come up with an excuse to talk to her.

“Do you need something Y/n?”

“Not really…kind of I guess?” Y/n fumbles her way through her words as her brain works over time to come up with a good lie. She’s co-captain, it shouldn’t be weird that she’s talking to someone else on the team but talking to Kylie just feels so weird. She can’t implicate her in the drama that’s happening simply because she’s Kendall's sister, but she’s so close to the enemy that it feels awkward. “I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?”

The words didn’t sound natural coming out of her mouth, Y/n asking Kylie of all people to hang out. Much to her relief, a smile spread across Kylie’s face.

“I’d love to! If I’m being honest,” she leans in close, making Y/n hold her breath, “my sister is popular, but no one on the team really talks to me,” she says as if it’s some big secret. Kylie isn’t exactly ostracized, but Y/n has noticed that no one wants to get close to her probably because they’re worried about Kendall.

“I-I’m sorry about,” Y/n apologizes as if it’s her fault. “I think you’re cool, and I think it would be great if we could hang out and get to know each other. Coach was telling Hailey and I that she wants us to start bonding with the team more before the tournament begins so we can be a closer team.”

“Yeah, I doubt Hailey will want to do that.”

Y/n can tell by her mannerisms that Kylie isn’t fond of Hailey, and she doesn’t seem too close with her sister. In fact, Kylie sees Kendall as a burden — she can’t make any friends on the team because of her.

“Well, we could hang out on Friday — it can be a sleepover even.”

“You’re roommate won’t mind?”

“She’ll be out of town for the weekend. So I’ll have the apartment to myself.”

“Okay, that sounds fun! Will anyone else be joining us?”

“No, it will just be us two. I would invite more people, but my apartment isn’t that spacious. Maybe in the future we can invite more of the girls.”

If she was being honest, Kylie was glad that Y/n was just inviting her. She feels like she always gets lumped in with her sister so she can never stand out as an individual. Y/n was probably one of the, if not the only, nicest cheerleaders who was so close to the top. Coach was great, but she seems oblivious to the toxic dynamic created by her sister and sister’s best friend. Having an ally in Y/n seemed ideal. She wasn’t liked by Hailey or Kendall, but everyone else on the team liked her, Coach too, and it gave her some sort of immunity. Kylie wanted that for herself, to be liked by everyone and out of Kendall’s shadow.

“Great. See you Friday?”

“See you then, Ky!”

-

Y/n can't take her eyes off of Kylie, in true disbelief that she has Kendall's sister in her bedroom apartment. She looked as comfortable as can be lounging on Y/n's bed in her pajamas while scrolling through her phone. The two have never said more than two sentences at a time to each other, yet Kylie hung around Y/n as if they were friends for years. It almost made Y/n feel bad that she only invited Kylie over for a little revenge, but it was just so easy to get her to talk. She was eager to be liked and eager to diss her sister

“I mean yeah it’s cool that she’s my sister and everything. Her being popular comes with its perks because I get things out of it, but being her sister isn’t easy. There are really some things about Kendall that irks me.”

“Oh? Can you tell me more?”

"Well for one she's messy as fuck. She was always a shit-stirrer, even more than Hailey."

"Really? Kendall is always following Hailey around like a lost puppy."

"Yea that's only because Hailey is high up on the food chain. Kendall likes cheer but not enough to try to be co-captain. She would probably be more popular than Hailey if she wasn't so lazy."

Y/n thinks about it, and Kylie is right, Kendall is lazy. It's the reason why Y/n is co-captain and not her. She doesn't like that girl, but Y/n can admit that Kendall is extremely gorgeous and charismatic. If she just had that drive she would've knocked Y/n right out of her position. It's almost too scary to think about what a Hailey and Kendall led team would be like. Would they be the best squad in decades? Probably. Would it be the most toxic squad this college has ever seen? Fuck yea.

"Kendall can't be all that bad," Y/n nearly gags on her own words. She only plays defense to not come off as so thirsty for dirt on Kendall. Kylie seems a little oblivious of Y/n's plan as she considers her someone she can truly confide in.

"She is. Growing up with her wasn't fun. She wasn't always mean to me though, that only began a few years ago. But, it was hard growing up always in her shadow. She's tall and looks like a model. I feel like everyone rubbed it in my face that Kendall was the gorgeous one and I was just Kylie."

Hearing her spill her feelings made Y/n feel bad for her. Kylie was a nice girl and pretty, but if it was easy for her to compare the sisters then it was for everyone else too.

"You're pretty too Kylie."

"You think so?"

Y/n didn't think her compliment would come off as sincere, but Kylie was looking at her with big brown eyes. She looked as if her entire self-esteem was depending on Y/n's answer.

"Of course."

Those two little words make Kylie melt.

Y/n is not used to someone being desperate for her approval, girls like Hailey were used to that, but not her. She could see how it could cause a power trip in a person. Kylie was cute and looking at her like that, it made Y/n feel some type of way. But she doesn't know if she can be that kind of person. Doesn't hurt to just try it once though.

"Really? I was always insecure about my body. I feel like my boobs are too big...makes cheering a little bit harder."

Y/n never noticed Kylie's chest, but now that she mentions it they are big. The tank-top Kylie wears gives her a little peak. Everyone has their preferences, but Y/n is certain that the frat boys on campus would drool over the sight of her tits.

"You shouldn't be insecure about that though. I know some girls on the team complain about having small tits. Everyone is insecure about something. Plus they look fine."

"Really? I mean I feel like I know how to dress to make them look good, but sometimes I wish they were smaller. My nipples are also two different sizes, wanna see?"

Y/n froze. The last thing she was expecting was Kendall's younger sister was offering up her tits on a silver platter. Y/n felt like a freak, but it was Kylie who was the one asking Y/n to take a peak. She's heard that Kylie is known for these sorts of things and it's not done in an attention seeking manner, but because she easily puts her trust into people. It was going to bite her in the ass one day but due to her sweet nature, Y/n isn't so sure she's going to be a part of that lesson this time around.

"Sure...I guess. If it's not too weird for you."

"It's not. My friends have seen my tits before."

They weren't exactly friends, but Kylie loves Y/n's company. She also gets a little satisfaction out of this sleepover knowing that her sister is going to be pissed when she finds out about it. Kylie lifts her sweater and her tits fall out. She's so comfortable doing it that it can be mistaken for confidence. For a split second Y/n wonders if this was a sick setup by Kendall or Hailey, but thinking like that makes her feel insane.

"See?" Kylie asks as if she's casually showing Y/n something and not her tits.

They are big, Y/n can't deny, and Kylie's nipple slightly varies in size.

"Yea I kind can." Y/n finds herself staring at her chest but she forces her eyes away so as to not feel like a weirdo for a second longer. "That's normal though. They look fine."

Y/n's brain begins to recall the time she spent with Kendall and Hailey, and most importantly, the time spent with Coach. It awoke something in her; something that was akin to a horny teenage boy. She found herself being attracted to Kylie in a way she's never thought of before. It could be because she's flashing her tits right now. Kylie's nipples are a soft pink color, a similar color to the redness of her cheeks. She truly has no shame in doing this with someone she has never spent time with alone before this. She liked that Y/n was staring at them, it affirmed her and made her feel good.

"You can touch them if you want."

Y/n was beginning to grow less and less surprised by Kylie. A closer look at her reveals that she's a bold girl. She sticks her chest further into Y/n's direction as a way to invite her in. Y/n takes the bait and reaches out to take each boob in her hand. One touch of Kylie's warm skin and she knows this is going to go to the point of no return. Fucking her enemy's little sister is something that was never on her bucket list, but she can cross it off now.

“Your tits are cute Kylie, I don’t know why you’re so insecure about them!”

Kylie was trying not to moan as Y/n began to grope her tits. They were huge, spilling over in Y/n’s hand like water from a cup. Y/n felt like such a pervert from being so turned on just from touching her tits, but Kylie’s body was perfect. She traces her nipples with her thumbs before pressing into the hardening buds. Kylie couldn’t help but gasp a little bit.

"I'm sorry," Kylie quickly apologizes. "I couldn't help it...it just feels good."

"It's okay."

Y/n reassures her with words and a smile. She was enjoying this, Kylie told herself and that made her happy. Y/n continues to play with her tits; caressing them, pushing them together, and rubbing her thumb over her hard nipples. While it was a lewd act, Kylie seemed relaxed as if she was used to this. Y/n can now assume that when the other cheerleaders have their sleepovers they're hooking up and experimenting with each other. It's no surprise that Kendall's little sister does the same thing as her.

"Can I?"

Kylie has no idea what Y/n is referring to, but she sees how her mouth is parted and assumes that Y/n wants to suck on her nipples. At least, that's what she's hoping.

"Do you want to suck my nipples?"

Y/n is shocked by her words but nods her head. She doesn't know what's gotten into her, or Kylie, but they're in too deep now.

"Of course."

Kylie places her hands behind on her bed, forcing her chest to stick out further into Y/n's face. Y/n leans into her chest and she can feel the warmth emanating off of Kylie's skin. If she were some drunk frat boy she would probably place her face in Kylie's tits to feel how soft and warm they are against her skin. However she restrains herself, but her version of restraint isn't that strong. She latches herself to Kylie's nipple and sucks on it while reaching up to play with the other one. Kylie throws her head back and moans loudly when she feels Y/n's wet mouth pleasuring her tits. She's so wet between her legs that she has to press her thighs together for some relief.

"Fuck Y/n that feels good...please don't stop."

Kylie's voice is sweet like honey. Every syllable is nearly broken from the pleasure she feels. Y/n moans against her skin at the compliment. It makes her feel good (and wet) that she's making her feel this good. She finds Kylie hotter and hotter as the moments go by.

Y/n begins to grow restless. The satisfaction she's searching for is beginning to bother her. She pops Kylie's nipple out of her mouth and pushes here against the bed to be on top of her. She doesn't waste another second and begins to suck on Kylie's other nipple. Kylie quickly notices how Y/n's hips begin to move against her body, so she moves her leg so Y/n can grind against it.

The first time Y/n's clothed sex catches Kylie's thigh she lets out a pathetic groan. Kylie reaches down to grab Y/n's hips herself and she makes her grind against her thigh again. Y/n grows insatiable, grinding and grinding against her leg. Kylie starts to feel how wet she is through her panties. She'd love for Y/n to get off on her thigh, but the motion makes her think of something else.

"Wait...wait," her voice breaks.

Y/n could almost cry in disappointment when Kylie's words bring her to a halt. There was something so pathetic about how desperate she probably is coming off. But, that doesn't compare to how Kylie feels like she needs Y/n. The attention to her tits has her pussy aching for the same treatment.

"I don't want to cum yet," she proclaims.

It would be a lie if Y/n said Kylie didn't give her some sort of confidence boost.

"were you about to cum?"  There was no doubt about it, but hearing it from Kylie's mouth would be so sweet. Now the topless cheerleader was turning bashful despite being the one to urge Y/n to look and touch at her tits.

Y/n is kind in that she doesn't continue the teasing with her words. Instead she plans to use her hands.  She had skipped the first step and went straight to suckling on Kylie's tits, but she's not gonna pass up the opportunity to kiss Kylie too. It's bizarre to just give her a little peck after what she just did, but she lands her lips softly on Kylie's just for a few seconds. She can't get enough of the feeling of her plump lips. Kylie is more than eager to just kiss. She's the one who makes it something much deeper, and lewder. Her tongue slides into Y/n's mouth and the two begin to fully makeout. Kylie takes the moment of weakness to push herself into Y/n's lap. She makes Y/n feel like a horny teenager that wants to explore every inch of her.

The tightness of her gray shorts seem to become even tighter. They hug her ass in an unspeakable way, something Y/n forced herself to ignore when Kylie first came out of her bathroom after changing. Y/n wonders how Kylie gets her cheer skirt to cover her ass. Then the thought of seeing Kylie's thick ass peeking out of the bottom of her cheer uniform makes her wetter. No one is hotter than Kylie at that moment.

She grabs a handful of her ass which earns a hum against her lips. Y/n's finger tips dig into her round ass.

"I like how you touch me," she whispers in Y/n's ear. "It makes me feel so good."

There were still the tiniest traces of hesitance in Y/n's touches but they seemingly go undetectable by Kylie.

Kylie felt she had enough of their build up and she wanted to finally release. Y/n has made her so wet, she's certain that she did the same for her.

"I want you to make me cum now."

Y/n, drunk off the dangerous mix of revenge and lust, kisses Kylie again. Those words set her off and her body is begging for the same sweet relief that Kylie is searching for too.

The two cheerleaders end up fully nude with Kylie on top of Y/n, pussies mere inches away from each other.

Kylie presses her wet pussy against Y/n's, eliciting a harmonious moan from the both of them. Y/n's back meets the bed and she lets Kylie take full control. She spreads her legs as wide as they can go. Kylie feels like she's going to lose her mind seeing Y/n beneath her, legs spread and her pussy so fucking wet.

She's at a steady pace already as she begins to gyrate her hips. Her slick pussy rubs against Y/n's, their clits catching each other's.

Kylie feels everything, her senses heightening the more she realizes what situation she's gotten herself into. Kendall's heart might explode if she knew about this happening. Having this as her nasty little secret made her want to cum. Y/n was having similar feelings. She was rendered stupid feeling Kylie’s wet twat slide against her own; her clit so sensitive that she was babbling like an idiot.

"Feels so good," she manages to moan. The feeling of Kylie's pussy and the sight of her ass jiggling with each move was compounding. Y/n was feeling herself fold before Kylie. She wanted to hold out for just a little bit longer, but the pleasure that hit her as Kylie moved faster was too much to handle. She cums hard which creates a slippery, wet mess where their cunts meet. Kylie sighed in pleasure at the feeling as she began to chase her own high.

She cums soon after Y/n, hips still moving, growing sloppier and weaker as the two overstimulate themselves. "Fuck," she groans as she rides out her high. She has the energy to just keep going and going, but poor Y/n who was on the bottom was feeling overwhelmed. The tight grip on her hip serves as a hint for Kylie to come to a complete stop. She feels a little bit embarrassed, as if she was coming off as too eager and desperate.

Kylie ends up joining Y/n on the bed; their bodies sweaty and legs tangled together. It was a little bit awkward once it set in what exactly they just did, but there is a lot on Kylie's mind.

"Have you done this before?"

The question catches Y/n off guard. She expected Kylie to be sort of quiet for the rest of the night, but here she is asking questions. Y/n has to catch her breath to be able to answer.

"Sort of kind of. Yeah. How about you?"

"I've humped my pillow, but I've never done it with anyone else. It feels so good; way better than a pillow of course," she lets out a breathy laugh, still in disbelief she's laying in the girl whose sister hates bed. "I've watched videos online of girls doing that, but never did I think a wet pussy against mine would make me cum so hard."

Y/n sits up and grabs her blanket that fell onto the floor. She throws the soft cotton over their bodies. Kylie was still ruminating over the feeling that pleasure her and Y/n shared. She settles into her spot but places her hand between her legs and clasps her legs together. She feels so dirty, insatiable even. She wasn't going to get herself off right now, not while a half-sleep Y/n is next to her, but she's going to make herself cum over and over again when she gets back to her dorm tomorrow.