The Newest Cheerleader

Chapter 9

"Ohhhh!" Nancy sighed, slumping down on the toilet seat. "Wow!"
Mr. Towson leaned back against the stall door, huffing, puffing,
his cock drooling.
"Jeez, sir! Look, you drenched me with that thick stuff!"
He paused, his hand still clutching his cream-slick prick, the big
sausage-like stalk.
"All over my belly, my titties, and my skirt. Lucky it's on the
inside of my skirt," Nancy said.
She reached over and rolled down a bunch of toilet paper, wadded it
up and swabbed at the hot, steamy goo on her tummy. She dabbed at the
goop clinging to her big tits. She wiped away the wad that stuck on her
skirt.
"I gotta get back and do my routines," she said.
"I wish you didn't have to," Mr. Towson said.
"But I gotta," Nancy replied, rising from the toilet seat and
glancing at Mr. Towson's dripping prick, the fat stalk sudsy, still half
hard.
"You're gonna give the whole bleachers a hard-on."
Nancy smiled. She pulled up her blue bloomers, then straightened
her skirt.
Mr. Towson sat down on the toilet. He was still playing with his
prick.
Nancy turned and watched for a moment, a sweet tickle went through
her. She wanted to stay, to watch him jerk off to her again, but she
unlatched the door.
"I'm gonna stay here and jack off to you," Mr. Towson said. "Can
you come back after the game?"
"I dun-no. We'll see," she said.
"I'll wait."
Nancy left the toilet stall, then went to the mirror to put on
fresh lipstick, some blush, and to make sure her ponytails were tied
tight.
She returned to the field just as the girls were running on for a
cheer. She took her place beside Chris.
The cheerleaders bounced sexily, wiggling and bumping.
"Where were you?" Chris asked.
"With Mr. Towson in the teachers' toilet."
"No shit?"
"Yeah."
"What'd you do?"
"Guess."
Chris smiled.
"He's still there waiting," Nancy said. "Playin' with that big
boner of his."
The girls bent over and wobbled their fine asses. They turned and
faced the crowd, legs apart, swinging back and forth.
After the game, Chris and Nancy walked back toward the school
house.
Mr. Milton pulled up beside them. The girls went over to his big
car.
"Hello, girls!"
"Hi, Mr. Milton."
"Look, I wanted to see you, but I have to leave town for the night.
I'll be back tomorrow, Saturday. Can you come to the motel and see me?"
Nancy looked at Chris. "Wanna?"
"Sure."
"How 'bout buying some sexy clothes, some sexy underwear, get some
real alluring garments," he said, handing Nancy several hundred-dollar
bills. "Meet me at around three, okay -- tomorrow?"
Nancy took the money. "We'll see you then, sir."
He drove away.
"Shit, how much money did he give you?" Chris asked.
"Three hundred dollars."
"Jeez, and he wants us to spend it on sexy clothes to turn him on.
That's great, huh?"
"Yeah," Nancy said. "We'll have to go to the mall tonight."
"Jeez, I love bein' a cheerleader," Chrissie said.
"Yeah, me too. I really love the way men pay attention."
"Should we go see Mr. Towson? He might still be waiting in the
men's room," Chris said.
"Oh, yeah, let's! I'd love seein' his big prick again. Can you
believe how big that is?"
"He oughta be in the circus or somethin', showin' that huge dick
off, huh?"
Nancy agreed.
The girls walked sexily to the school house, went in and took the
stairs down a flight to the basement area. They found the men's room
and went in.
Nancy walked up to the stall door. "Are you still in there, Mr.
Towson?"
"Yes!" he panted.
The door swung open.
Mr. Towson let them in, then shuffled back and sat down on the
toilet seat. Nancy locked the stall door. Mr. Towson had a thick,
massive hard-on.
"I'm so glad you girls came."
"Boy, you got a big boner on again, Mr. Towson," Chris said.
"You girls make it that way," he said.
"How 'bout this?" Chrissie cooed.
She lifted her tiny cheerleading skirt, pulling the blue-and-white
pleats up over her bright-blue bloomers. She held the hem high, and let
Mr. Towson have a good hot look at her crunchy cunt all muffined out
against the tight thin rayon.
"Oh, oh, jeez!" he huffed hotly.
"Like this, sir?" Chris purred.
"Yes, yes!" he panted.
Nancy took the cue and pulled her skirt up too, letting the teacher
see her bloomers.
Mr. Towson pounded his prick furiously.
"Oh, girls!" he sighed. "You're so fuckin' pretty!"
"We know," Chris said, "so just go ahead and pump that giant big
dick to us, we wanna see you really jerk your prick for us, sir. We
wanna see you really go."
Mr. Towson thumped his cock harder, faster, the fat, tall stalk
whipping, wobbling and spurting.
Nancy loved seeing the man masturbating, and her pussy got all
gooshy and quivery. She slid a hand into her panties and diddled her
cunt.
"Oh, yeah, I like it when you dig in your panties like that and
play with yourself," Mr. Towson said.
Chrissie laughed. "Okay, we'll play with our cunnies, and you go
like sixty on your peter, sir ... really pump that prick for us, jerk
off to us. We wanna see you shoot off, shoot all that gook, okay?"
What man wouldn't go like sixty on his prick if he had two
beautiful young prick-teases urging him on?
And Mr. Towson did go like sixty. He sat on the edge of the shiny
black toilet seat, back humped, hand hammering his cock with a furious
jack-jive.
"Oh, shit!" he cried.
"Like this, Mr. Towson? Us diggin' in our panties like this,
playin' with our pussies?"
"Yes, yes!" he panted, pounding his prick with a blurring hand.
"Wow, look at him go!" Chris gulped, "He's really beatin' his
meat!"
"Really beatin' that cock!" Nancy agreed, her pussy all wet and
juicy.
"Keep goin' sir! Keep jerkin' that dick!" Chris cried.
"I am, I am! I'm jerkin' my dick to you girls!"
"Okay, we're gonna take our panties down and let you see our cunts,
wanna see us do that?"
"Oh, please!"
Chris pulled her blue bloomers down. Nancy followed, both girls
pushing their blue panties down their thighs, rolling them to their
knees.
"Oh, yes, your cunts!" Towson sobbed, jackhammering his cock, his
hand glued to his stalk with all the spitty cum cream that jizzed from
his frothing cocktop.
"Whew, sheez! Looka that cock spit!" Chris called, fingering her
pussy.
"Yeah, shoot off! Cum for us, sir!" Nancy howled.
He pounded harder, faster, then stiffened on the toilet seat.
"Okay, okay! Ooooohhkay -- ohhhh! Shit! Shit!" he yelped as he
came.
His prick spewed out a spiraling load of cream that shot high in
the air, splashed out in goops at the darling girls. Big blobs of cream
splashed on the tiled floor near their blue-and-white tennies.
"I'm gonna cum too!" Nancy shivered, and her body convulsed in a
climactic shudder. A tickle of exquisite ecstasy slivered through her.
"Me too!" Chris yelped.
She came as she slid down against the door of the toilet stall,
pushing out her pussy, legs spread, her panties a tight blue swash at
her knees.
"Oh, ohhhh! Ahhhhh!" Nancy whimpered.
"Yes, yes, cummin'!" Chris yelled.
Mr. Towson just kept jerking and cumming. An incredible stream of
thick cream steamed from his gleaming cockhead.
"Gawd, he just keeps shootin' all that pooh stuff! Ewwwww, gosh!
Oh shit, that makes me so hot!" Chrissie cried, her eyes wide as she
watched the volcanic eruption.
"Yeah, all that pooh!" Nancy cried. "Shoot pooh, sir! Shoot pooh!"
Chrissie reached out and caught a big blob on her hand, snatched it
in mid-air. "Icky pooh! Shoot icky pooh, mister!"
"Oh, you girls!" the handsome teacher huffed. "Oh, girls, you are
wonderful darlings!"
Nancy took her hand out of her panties, which dripped with her own
juices. She wrapped her fingers around Mr. Towson's prick.
"Lemme jerk it!" she demanded.
She hammered with him. He had the bottom half of his cockstalk.
Nancy took the top half. They pumped together. More cum swished out.
A glob hit Chrissie's teenybopper tennies.
"Shit, he's shootin' icky pooh on my tennies!" she cried.
"I'm pumpin' him!" Nancy gasped.
"Do it real fast, Nancy!" Chris whispered.
Mr. Towson leaned over and plastered his tongue to Nancy's
bloomers, licking the crotch. His cock was thick, hard, spurting, and
he let go of it. Nancy grabbed his prickstick with both hands and
drubbed up and down wildly as his cockhead spewed thick juice.
"Gosh, looka that pooh stuff shoot out!" Chris screamed.
The floor was slick with cum.
Nancy took her bloomers down. She came over to Mr. Towson.
"Lemme on! I'll get on and fuck him!"
Nancy grabbed his prick and straddled him. He pushed his spurting
prick into her pussy.
"Ah, oooh! Shit!" Nancy sighed, riding high on top of him,
standing with her knees bent, her ass humping.
"Oh, yeah, fuck him!" Chris cried. "Fuck him Nance!"
"Fuck me, fuck me, Nancy!" Mr. Towson whimpered.
Nancy bounced up and down, undulated her fine hips, pushed her
pussy down on his big prick, screwed around and around, taking four fat
inches of hot cock into her sweet cunt.
"He's still shootin' pooh!" Nancy whispered.
"Shootin' it in you?" Chrissie said.
"Yeah! "
"So, keep fuckin' him! It looks good the way you two are fuckin'
like that!" Chris yelped, taking her blue bloomers down and stepping
gingerly out of them.
Chris walked to the side of the toilet. She pulled up her
cheerleading skirt and put her hands on her hips. She bumped her pussy
at Mr. Towson. He craned his neck and mashed his mouth against her soft
cunt.
Chris looked Nancy in the eyes, which were blazing with passion.
Nancy's big titties wobbled in her tight cheerleading vest as she humped
up and down on Mr. Towson's towering prick.
"Ooooh!" Chris sighed. "He's snackin' on my snatchie!"
"Yeah, looks too good for words!" Nancy said.
"Shit, eat my snatchie!" Chris puffed.
Mr. Towson's tongue lapped like a dog at her yummy cunny. He
slurped at her marvelous teen-queen cunt, licked loudly, sucked
voraciously.
"Crrrriippes!" Chrissie huffed hotly. "Eat my pussy, Mr. Towson!
Eat on my pussy! It's so hot from being out on the field showin' off my
bloomers, lettin' everyone see my ass!"
Mr. Towson sucked and slurped. One arm curled around Chris. His
hand gripped her dumpling ass. The ripples of her slick asscheeks
tingled his fingers. He tickled her asscrack, his finger dancing up and
down, up and down. A shiver of lust thrilled through Chris as he hooked
a finger into her asshole.
"Yowie!" Chris cried. "Ah, ah!"
His finger fucked slowly, darting in and out of the tight-sucking
hole of her shitter.
"He's got his finger up my pooper!" Chris shuddered.
Nancy leaned to the left as she fucked the teacher's prick. "Yeah,
I can see him doin' that to your butt!"
"Oh, boy! It feels good!" Chris sighed, rolling her hips, in time
with the dancing finger up her asshole. She pushed her pussy against
the teacher's open mouth.
He made sloppy, slurpy noises as he sucked and licked her shiny
slit, slicking and sliding his tongue up and down, then twirling it on
Chrissie's clit.
"Wheeeee!" Chris sighed.
"I'm really screwin' on his peter!" Nancy gasped. "Look how that
big dick slides in and out of my pussy, Chris!"
"I know," Chris huffed, her eyes glued to the friction of Mr.
Towson's thick prick punching Nancy's pussy.
Chris writhed. "Here, lemme turn around, sir."
She pulled away from Mr. Towson's lapping tongue, kept her skirt
high, turned around, put one hand flat on the wall of the toilet stall,
and bent over slightly so her back was arched and her ass lifted to the
gaping teacher.
Mr. Towson wagged his tongue, the tip dripping with spit. He
wobbled it at Chrissie's ass, slicked his big tongue up and down her
asscrack.
"Oooeee, shit! Cripes! Oh, cripes!" Chris howled joyously. "Lick
it, lick it, lick it!"
"Fuck it, fuck me, fuck my cunt!" Nancy panted.
"Yeah, fuck and suck!" Chris exclaimed.
Mr. Towson sent his tongue soaring into her asshole. Chris
shuddered with delight. He rimmed her asshole. She quivered, then
stuck her finger in her pussy and started fucking herself.
Mr. Towson drilled his tongue like a twirling bit at her asshole.
"Oh, my pooper! He's ... he's twiddlin' his tongue on my shithole,
Nance!"
"Yeah, I see! Shit!"
The heat of passion filled the toilet stall. The walls steamed
with the ecstasy radiating from Nancy slugging up and down as she
screwed Mr. Towson's prick, from Chris, her hand diddling, and from Mr.
Towson, his tongue twirling.
"You never had it so good," Nancy said arrogantly. "Never had it so
good, sir!"