The cheer squad practice had ended for the day and as watched them file into the locker room one particular girl caught his eye. While not the most attractive of the girls, there was something about the exotic brunette that wanted to get to know better.
“Already on it. Right this way.” Said Gina indicating to a door
stepped through the door and found himself in the coaches office. A few moment’s later the girl he had been looking at walked in.
“Oh hi, , coach said to come see you” she said.
*Her name’s Natasha* heard Gina’s voice in his head *You’re the assistant coach in charge of choreography*
“Yes Natasha, may I call you Tash?” asked
“Sure” said Tash
“I’m trying to get input from all the girls as to what position they think they are best suited for,” said “I’m thinking of reworking some of the routines.”
“I think I’d be good for some of the front-line work, closer to the crowd. I have a great smile and I think that if more people saw it they would be filled with school spirit”
“You do have a nice smile Tash, but you need more than that if your going to be the focus of a routine. Your entire body needs to draw attention, not just your face. Lift up your shirt so I can see your breasts”
“O.k.” said Tash lifting her shirt to show off her B-Cup breasts in a light blue sports bra.
*Are you making her do that?* asked Gina.
*Not directly* answered Gina *But I have made her willing to do anything to get a good position*
“O.k. now lift up you skirt so I can see what the crowd will see when it flips up”
Tash lifted her skirt, revealing a pair of light blue cotton panties.
smiled. He walked over to Tash and began to reach for her breasts. “May I? I need to judge how firm they are.”
Tash smiled at him. “Go ahead.”
squeezed her breasts softly, enjoying their weight. He looked at Tash’s face and saw that she was beginning to blush.
“Am I making you uncomfortable” he asked
“Kind of, but not in a bad way”
“What do you mean?”
“Well I’m going to have to change my underwear once I leave.”
“Really? Having me touching your breasts is making you … excited?”
“I’m sorry, I know you’re not into girls”
Gina giggled in ’s mind.
“Wha’? Who told you that?” He asked shocked.
“Oh God, , I’m sorry… We just assumed… You’re a choreographer…”
laughed “Oh, I get it. Well let me state, for the record, I’m totally straight.”
“Really?” said Tash. “You know the girls will be so happy, most of them have a crush on you. The only reason they haven’t done anything about it is that … well now you know why. So then, if your straight is touching my breasts making you … excited?”
“Kind of, but not in a bad way” said smiling.
“You know” said Tash “It’s not just how firm my body is that matters. I also think you need to test how supple and flexible it is.”
“You’re right” said “So show me.”
Tash went over to the desk and lay down on it she then put her legs in the air before spreading them wider than had thought possible. He noticed that she had not been lying about her excitement having developed a moist patch on her blue panties. could feel himself becoming really turned on.
Tash reached down between her legs and touched the moist patch. “You know my panties are getting sticky and uncomfortable, would you mind of I took them off?”
“N-not at all” said .
Tash got up and peeled off her panties which she threw to .
“A memento” she said before lying down and spreading her legs again.
walked up to her and placed his fingers at her opening. She gasped and then groaned as he pushed them inside her.
“Your muscles are very firm and tight” he said beginning to rub her clit with his thumb, “But I think we need something bigger to see how flexible they are.
“Yesss” Tash hissed as began to unzip his pants and take out his erect member.
“Now Tash,” said as he positioned himself to penetrate her holding her legs apart. “If you want to make a good cheerleader you need to be able to think of cheers at a moment’s notice. So Let’s hear one now”
As he thrust into her Tash began to chant “YOUR COCK’S SO BIG! YOUR COCK’S SO LONG! IT MAKE’S MY OR-GA-SMS SO STRONG! IT MAKES MY PUSSY REALLY SING! YOU ARE THE TOTAL FUCKING KING! AH AH AH AH AAAAAAAH!” She finished screaming and her back arched way over the other side of the desk.
*Man she really is flexible* thought . |