What will a naughty young cheer slut do to keep her spot?
A young cheer slut knows just how to please her coach, above all else! So what will she do to keep her spot as captain? Well… I know that I was ready to do just about anything! I was always a good girl with school and my classes. Honestly, I always paid attention to my grades and did what I could to get through it all easily. Sometimes, I skated by pretty quickly and didn’t put in THAT much effort. However, my teachers usually had my back (or my ass!). They were always looking out for me, and I imagine it wasn’t still because of my cute ass. Sure, they always checked me out every chance they got, but they couldn’t spend all class staring at my tits either, could they?
I always had a bunch of time on my hands, too, so I joined the cheerleading team as early as elementary school. And I loved it! So, of course, I continued it on through middle and high school. I always walked around happy, perky, sporting my tight little cheer skirt on Fridays before the games. Honestly, I loved every bit of it. And of course, back then, it was all innocent. My world stayed innocent until my bad girl streak came out. And it just took one excellent coach to help draw it out of me.
I was a little tease, of course.
I’d been one since I figured out how to flirt! But I never really put it to much use unless I wanted something. And, when I realized I was in danger of losing my Captain spot to another very competitive girl. I decided to kick it up a notch. I was going to do whatever it took to keep my position. So one day after practice, I met the coach in his office to talk about it. It just started as a little talk, asking him what I could do to make sure I wouldn’t lose it. I wanted to ask him what I could work on, and it was all constructive..but I was there for another reason.
If I wanted advice, I would have asked the team. I was there to bribe him. Though, honestly, I didn’t really know what to give him. The thoughts came flashing across my mind as soon as I saw his little smirk when I walked him. What he really wanted was for me to be his young cheer slut. He was in control of all these young, sexy girls all day. They were all under 18, and all very out of reach for him. The girls teased him all day and left him blue balled and stuck until he met me. I didn’t mind it. After all, I always thought he was charming. My morals were rather slippery.
He wanted me.
And I wanted something from him. I tried to believe I was innocent, but it simply wasn’t right. I had a mean streak that was going to come out right then. It was hard getting to show him exactly how far I was willing to go, so I made sure to keep asking questions. I kept asking what to improve on, what more I could do. I grilled him until he was all out of ideas and shrugged his shoulders. And at that moment, I leaned forward a little, standing off of the seat so I could lean across his desk, giving him a clear view down my shirt.
And from then on, it was all over. He immediately knew what I was getting at and asked me to come around to the other side of the desk. And as soon as I did, he pulled me into his lap without a second’s hesitation. He knew what I wanted; he knew I was craving a hot hard spanking. The coach was a secret little pervert, and I was his young cheer slut now. Perfect match, right? I can’t even begin to describe all those wicked fantasies he pulled me into. I had always wanted to play with older men, my own ageplay phone sex fantasy, and he brought it to life!
