Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2002 18:02:33 -0800 (PST) From: Marie LeClare Subject: Spanked cheerleader - under Lesbian Adult youth This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Spanked cheerleader By Marie LeClare I was a member of our football's cheerleading squad and proudly wore the sexy short, pleated purple and gold skirt and was lucky, because at the age of 14, I was well matured beyond the other girls, and had a full, firm bust to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday's preceding a football game. I had little sexual experience but once in awhile when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girlsroom on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a sexy silhouette underneath my sweater. Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my skirt when sitting at my desk and play with my pusspuss and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip from the water fountain I could excite myself with the thought that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful. One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen by chance and entered into a pact of secrecy with the other girls to paint our school's mascot symbol on our rival's school. It had been an annual event which was supposed to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, I was caught in the act. Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly sporting my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon leaving the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Edwards. Mr. Edwards was a 5'10" tall handsome specimen. I had a secret crush on him. Mr. Edwards asked me where I was the night before and I was tongue-tied. My lips moved but nothing came out. He then told me to report to his office immediately. When I entered his office, he rose from his desk and came around to close the door and told me to sit down. He started to pace the floor and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival's school bus was parked. I was caught in the act. He told me that he had no choice but to take away my position on the cheerleading squad. I was mortified. The thought of being thrown off the squad let alone having my parents find out and giving up my uniform was more than I could bear. Tears began to stream down my cheeks and I wept and started to plead with Mr. Edwards to reconsider his decision. He stood firm on his decision and he held his chin in his hand as he listened to my continuing pleas. He knew how much the squad meant to me. I said that I would accept any other form of punishment other than having to give up my position on the squad. He then suggested that 10 firm swats with the dreaded paddle that was bored with holes would be considered to be sufficient punishment as long as I would promise never to participate in such vandalism again and didn't tell my parents about this form of punishment, because it was outlawed at the schools. I naturally made the promise and was happy to receive my paddling. He bent me over his leather chair and I grabbed the edge of the seat as my ass was raised high in the air. He gave me one large swat, and said, "Marie, I want you to take your punishment like a big girl, pull down your panties." At first I was shocked, then my face and body flushed with heat, for the idea of exposing myself was a long held fantasy of mine. I reached up under my skirt and pulled my panties down all the way to my ankles. The heat in my body rose to a fever pitch and I smiled slightly at Mr. Edwards. He must have noticed my excitement because he snapped at me to resume my position and ready myself for the rest of my punishment. I leaned over the back of the chair again, raised my ass cheeks and exposed pussy high in the air and grabbed hold of the edge of the seat. Between my thighs, I could feel my pussy fur, that barely covered my pussy rub up against the leather chair as I readied myself for the next round of spanking. Mr. Edward's hand drew back even further this time and the paddle landed heavily on my bare ass with a loud smack. With each repeated round, the strength of his strokes felt more and more intense and I could feel the sting on my reddened hot ass as tears began to stream down my cheeks. I heard him draw back again and instinctively reached around to grasp the paddle to stop it's approach but discovered that instead of the paddle, I had grasped hold of his naked thigh. We were both frozen in position. My pussy began to pulsate in rhythmic speed that I felt his naked leg in my hand. Dampness formed between my legs and moistened what pussy hair I had while the rest of my wetness slowly trickled down the side of my leg. I was ready and willing to receive slaps of his rod so I reached up for his dick, but instead of a mans dick I grasped a long hard plastic dildo. Oh my God, Mr. Edwards was a woman. The thought of a woman invading my secret of secrets place was a fantasy I had and it was coming true. I directed the plastic dick towards me and I stretched my ass backward to approach her target. I then put my other hand between my legs and reached back for her stiff plastic dick and pulled it between my hot moist thighs to brush it against my throbbing clit. I ran the head between my legs again to further lubricate this stiff plastic dick and excite my already ready pussy. I opened my hand and massaged the dick against the folds of my dripping wet cunt. I turned my head around and looked up to Ms. Edwards with my big brown eyes and said "Fuck me with your dick. Fuck me hard, and I'll promise to be good." I leaned over the chair again and spread my legs apart to create an opening for this approaching instrument. I directed her to my tight soaking cunt. She firmly grabbed hold of both my hips and slowly teased me with the tip of its head. I wanted her to drive it deeper but she said I would have to hold still and wait, and should just hold onto the sides of the chair, bend over and not let a sound out of my mouth. I obediently leaned further forward and braced myself for what was to come. She drove herself deeper and deeper inside me. At first her rhythm was slow, but then her pace quickened with every approach until she began slapping me, spanking me as she fucked me. Her spankings were making me hotter and hotter. Her body slamming against mine was as loud as the paddle and her plastic dick would jump up in front of my pussy which excited me more and more. The continuing thrust of her body increased to a fever pitch at which point she drove it harder and deeper within me and I did all I could to hold back my screams of passion. I was cumming and I felt the rush of my liquids explode within me as she continued to thrash her body forward until she slowed to what I thought was a final thrust. I had by then collapsed limp over the leather chair. She then kneeled behind me and I felt her rub her breast along the crack of my ass, teasing my asshole with her rockhard nipple. Then with my legs parted she put her stiff nipple in my pussy and started to fuck me with it. A few moments later I felt her snakelike tongue licking my firm ass cheeks. She dragged her tongue along the crack of my ass, only stopping long enough to tease my asshole with the tip of her tongue. She then plunged her tongue deep in my pussy, probing my pussy walls as she used one hand to pat my clit. I looked over my shoulder, as she was tongue fucking me, and saw her other hand pumping her pussy. She stopped only long enough to say, "Cum bitch, fill my mouth with your honey". That was all I needed and my cunt exploded with a mind blowing orgasm. Then moments later I heard her loudly moan as she climaxed. I'll never forget her last words, "Let this be a lesson to you, Marie", she said with a smile, "the next time you ever get into trouble again, you will find yourself in this office again and I'll have no choice but to punish you". Needless to say, I was forever getting into trouble, but that's another story. If you like this story please write me, MarieLeClare@Yahoo.com. I have my own group on Yahoo for my stories. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MariesStoryland/