Dating stories cheerleader
Not in a million years could I have been ready for this. Far as I knew, she was dating Elden Winster, the starting quarterback.
I pulled the two into my office and asked the obvious question, ignoring the question I really wanted to ask, "Why would you two choose to fool around in the janitor's room? I will ask you again how many boys have plugged your cunt? "A dozen or so," she whispered, humiliated to admit it. Allen." I grabbed her shoulders and gently pushed her onto her knees.
" Markus looked like he had already shit his pants and Dallas was already in tears. "You are a slut and I could use my very own personal cheerleader slut," I explained, as I unbuckled my belt. Releasing my cock from my boxers, I asked "and how many cocks have you sucked? She looked up, her left hand gripping my cock, "If I suck your cock, you won't suspend me? If you obey everything I ask you to do, I won't suspend you," I clarified, before instructing, "Now get sucking, my slut." She leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth.
But fifteen years of this job and I knew those were not real tears, but I-can-cry-on-cue-to-get-out-of-trouble tears. Stanford, it was a real stupid thing to do." Ignoring the crying girl, I explained, "You understand if this goes on your record, you can kiss Harvard goodbye." "Y-y-yes, sir," a completely devastated Markus stuttered, like the geek he was. For having sucked so many, she really was an amateur at it.
" "Less than ten minutes, sir." An idea already forming in my head, I asked, "Did she give you oral sex? You are a good kid and I would hate for you to lose your free ride to Harvard. " "Yes sir," he replied, the glimmer of hope shining eagerly. I chuckled to myself, thinking she would soon be showing more leg than that. Allen, what are we going to do about this predicament? She didn't miss a beat as I coated her throat and I figured I might have to reassess her cocksucking talent."I apologized for the plagiarizing one, I was in grade ten and stupid. " Catching on to my implications, she smiled for the first time in a while, and using her sexual wiles, her voice dripped with seduction, "There must be something I can do to change your mind, Mr. I slid two fingers inside her damp pussy and she let out a pleasurable moan. "Well your cunt has been used way too many times for me to use and feel safe in, so I am going to get your ass ready for my cock," I replied rather casually. You do what I say you do or you are suspended." "But...." "But what would mommy and daddy say If they knew you had fucked some nerd at school?The hazing was harmless fun." I gave her a stern look as I replied, "A girl in the hospital with alcohol poisoning is not my version of harmless fun." Realizing I was not amused, she shifted her theory. I felt so bad for that, but we just didn't realize she couldn't handle her liquor." Ignoring her lame rationale, I continued, "So this is strike three. The tears, either real or fake to manipulate, began to form. And you can stop with the waterworks, they may have worked for you in the past, but it won't cut it with me." The tears stopped almost as quickly as they began. Stanford." I stood up, startling her, and replied, "I could overlook this infraction I suppose, but the cost will be heavy." "I will do anything you want, Mr. I pumped her cunt for thirty seconds and pulled out and used her juices to lubricate her ass. " "My dad is dead, asshole," she threw back at me with a glare. I can still expel you whenever I want." Suddenly defiant, she countered, "I will tell on you." I laughed again. "Is it because you are excited about your first ass-fucking? Allen," I replied and her tears again streamed down her face.She again whimpered, although it sounded more like a whimper of joy than pain.I wiggled around before sliding a second finger in.