Thread: Cheerleader! (Jack Stalker and caliente)

There was no feeling in the world better than the hot, tight, wet slit of a teenage slut. In that regard, Spencer was the cream of the crop, a 'fuck me' blonde wrapped up in a 'rape me' cheerleader outfit, with a body to kill for. Right now she was all his, to do with as he fucking liked, assuming that she had any desire to stay on the squad. He didn't even consider for a second how this situation might pay against him, good old Coach Wiseman? He was without reproach. Hell, he could have fucked her senseless without even pausing and no one would have believed her if she reported him! If anything they would have called her a cock teasing little whore, out to despoil the good name of an upstanding citizen for her own agenda. No, Coach Wiseman was in control and in charge here and he was going to enjoy every second of it. He'd been fantasizing about Spencer for weeks, dreaming about the same soaking slot which was now soiling his fingertips, dreaming about her tight cunt sucking on his cock, her legs spreading around him, her moans and whimpers bathing his ears with heat. No, now that he had Spencer dead to rights he was going to take every advantage he could think of and a few more besides, she deserved it and it wasn't like she was some innocent virgin either. She knew damn well what men wanted, by the look of what was going to go down with Jimmy, so what happened now, she was ready for it as far as he was concerned. The fact that she was young enough to be his daughter? That only turned him on more, changing his already hard cock into a raging stiff shaft of bulging and pre cum weeping flesh that was eager to feel the stroke of her gash or her tongue against it. Her blushing cheeks only enticed him more, the heat on her face rewarding her with more attention from his fingers. Finding she was wet already, he began to splay apart the hot lips of her cut, mashing the folds aside to allow a single digit to stroke along her gash, opening it up, sinking deeper and deeper into it as his thumb found a nub of flesh about her hood, massaging it as he looked into her eyes, his other hand moving to stroke into her hair. His fingers wrapped about her long blonde strands, then bunched into a fist as he drew back her head to sake a sudden thirst for her lips. His hot mouth closed on hers, his tongue slashing open her slit of a mouth to force its way inside, allowing him to feast on her for a few moments, hot breath, burning spit, raw lust fuelled passion devouring her before he pulled back to listen to what she had to say, his fingers on her cunt showing no mercy as they continued to stroke and invade her sacred hole with a casual uncaring menace, his shallow finger fucking drenching his hand in her secretions, as they wept from her violated snatch. Seven minutes. I'm sure you have made boys come in less with at least one of your holes. he smirked in response. Naturally he figured that hey didn't have his stamina, despite not having had a decent fuck in months, nor did they have the same incentive to hold back that he had, access to her tight young flesh any way he wanted. She had accepted the challenge, knew the risks, now it was time to show her what she had gotten herself into. Yeah, you can beat the squad you little bitch, you're the hottest girl in it, right? he replied as her delicate and nimble hands began to claw at his jeans. He allowed her to get as far as unzipping him, before taking hold of her wrists, pulling her hands away from him. No Spencer, you need your hands for tossing those pompoms about or catching your squad mates. No, I want you to make me come with your sweet innocent looking mouth. Get me? he growled, moving one hand to pull out his massive cock. His erection was huge, a monstrous pillar of flesh that jutted out in front of him and almost slapped into her face as it wavered and twitched in front of her. The thick shaft and wide girth were smothered in bulging veins and the fat head wept pre cum which left the head glistening and the length of his rod streaked with a shine as he felt it pulse and quiver in front of her tiny mouth. Outside the window he could hear familiar chanting Ready? Okay! I'm sexy, I'm cute I'm popular to boot, I'm bitchin, great hair, the boys all love to stare, I'm wanted, I'm hot, I'm everything your not, I'm pretty, I'm cool, I dominate this school... , but he largely ignored it, instead focusing on her face as he looked down at her, kneeling in front of him as though kneeling before some altar, ready to take an offering from her new god. You think you have what it takes girl, to make me cum in your mouth? You're going to have to take me to the balls in order to ensure you swallow everything. We don't want you messing up your uniform, now do we? Of course if you can't choke on this fucker, if you can't take it until it's bulging your throat and teasing your guts, well, I'll have to ram it inside you. Thing is, I think you'd like that as well, wouldn't you Spencer. he grunted, moving a hand to slide into her hair, leaving his other hand free to stroke her cheek, thumbing her lips, fingering her tongue and smearing her spit onto his rod as he stared at her. Now show me, you hot little bitch, show me how much you want to stay on the squad. Fuck my cock with your mouth. Do it. his gaze bore into her, the proximity of her lips making his cock shudder with anticipation.