Cheerleader Escorts - IC

OOC: This is a story about a high school teacher who runs an escort service with all the senior cheerleaders (all characters are 18, naturally). We will only have the girls post to begin with, as this is all the build-up to the actual agency. As we go along, we'll need guys to post.

If you're interested, please post in the OOC thread here: http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=628119

IC:

Mark Graves stood in front of the senior cheerleaders in the school gymnasium. All of them wore their cheerleader uniforms, their bodies mostly tight and firm and sexy. He marveled at how loose the morals of today’s teenagers were; this wasn’t the kind of thing someone could have gotten away with fifty or even twenty years ago. But, being twenty-eight years old, he came from a background not dissimilar to those of these high schoolers, and he had guessed early on that it wouldn’t be difficult getting these cheerleaders to join his “organization.”

“It’s so good to see all of you here today,” Mark said. He was 5’8”, 195 pounds and muscular. He had been an athlete in college and was still as fit now as he was then. He had shaggy brown hair, parted in the middle, and piercing blue eyes that women tended to be drawn to. He knew he was good-looking; he wasn’t conceited but knew this as a simple fact. He knew that his good looks would help convince those cheerleaders who weren’t already involved in his group.

“I’m here to talk to you all about an organization that we have outside of school…a kind of ‘extracurricular activity,’ if you will,” Mark went on. “Some of you have been involved for a few months already, some of you are completely unfamiliar. But I think it would be good to get the entire senior squad on the same page and on the same team, so that’s why I organized this meeting.”

He saw some of the girls smiling, as they already knew what this was all about. “I run a business after school hours,” he said. “It’s strictly legal, as all the girls involved are at least 18. But it is, shall we say, an adult-oriented business, so I’m taking you all into my trust and secrecy when I tell you about it. For those of you who don’t know or who don’t already work with me, let me tell you straight out and keep it simple: I run an escort service, and several of my senior cheerleaders are the whores.”

Mark looked around at all the cheerleaders to gauge their reactions.

Clair stood there , Standing staright looking forward to what he had to say. She had heard of this last year and passed up the oppertunity to be part of his after school extra cash deal.

This year though she was all game , she was now 19 a senior and ready for the long sexy nights ahead. She had stayed a virgin for a very long time , but this year she plans on loosing that any needs possible.

Last she was teased and also an outcast because she did not , and she wasnt in the so called click that all the girls had. This year she plans on making that all up .

About the time Clair decided to speak up she was interrupted by Susan.

" Um excuse you !" Clair said snappin her fingers at her. " I am not sure excatly who you think you are , but umm hello I think not." Claire was sassy very much and , being interruppted was not a great thing on Susans part.

Claire then stepped forward , "I will be there this year , that is if you would like me to be sir?" saying it all and sweet and nice .

Charisma listened to the man, tapping her foot impatiently. They had to go through these cheers and she didn't think there was anymore need to add any other extracurricular activities. That is, until she saw her best friend walking up him volunteering to join.

"No fucking way..." Charisma said

She quickly brushed past everyone, knocking a few girls down as she did so. She gave him her winning smile, standing next to Clair, "I'll join too sir, if you mind..." She glanced over at Clair. She knew her friend was still a virgin and wondered why would she even want to lose her virginity this way, but didn't dare question it.

Dani watched as the two girls volunteered. "Oh my god!" she thought to herself, maybe with a bit of jealousy that the two were so eager to join. She shifted in her chair crossing her legs tightly as if to protect herself, though she knew the thought excited her. She had well fantasized about things like this, but good girls don't do these things is how she was brought up. Besides the one time she did have sex was totally unpleasant. She had always avoided the subject of sex talk with the other girls, she came off as shy. Though she dressed as if she was somewhat comfortable with her body.

As her mind wandered she was unaware she had raised her hand to volunteer, usually she was the last to volunteer. She was motioned to the front, as she stood up she patted her skirt down pulling her tight top down over her exposed belly button, which had been pierced as part of cheerleader initiation her freshman year.

She had heard rumors of the senior cheerleaders club, yet thought it was for social gatherings. She was about to find out more.

Joyce

"I'm new to this school but I want to be a part of whatever the others want to do. Coach, you diont know me but I'd like to show you what I can do

I had on my new cheerleader costume, but for some reason I forgot to put on the panties. The cool air felt good on my crotch and I was anxious to show my moves to him and the other girls. Perhaps I could get them to forget their panties too.

Jenna

I wasn't surprised. I'd known for a while most of the cheerleaders were sluts, but professional slut took the cake. "Can you believe this?" I whispered to Ashely, "he actually expects us to volunteer to be whores. I knew this year was going to suck." I ignored the double entendre and crossed my arms over my pert breasts, squirming a bit remembering that both of my nipples had been recently pierced, at Ashley's insistence.

I raised my hand after the first few girls volunteered their services. "So you just expect us to start whoring around just because you want a few extra bucks? And what if we say no, what then?"

Mark watched as some of the girls volunteered for the after-school organization. Some looked enthused, some looked nervous, some looked apalled. That was to be expected; as much as it would have been nice, you couldn't expect everyone to jump at the idea of running a whorehouse all at once. Clair and Joyce seemed to be the most eager. Both were gorgeous, and he had a feeling they would work out. When Clair called him "sir" in her innocent, sweet voice, he could feel his prick stiffen a bit. "I would love you to be involved, Clair," he said.

When Joyce volunteered and walked towards the front, he thought he caught a glimpse of her cunt. Was she not wearing any panties, or was that his imagination? If so, this girl would definitely be good whore material. "Joyce, perhaps after the meeting we can have a one-on-one interview so we can...assess your skills."

Mark listened carefully to Jenna's objections. "Well, Jenna," he said slowly, "I think we should go through some of the perks of the job. First of all, this is not about me making money. You girls make 75% of all money earned. Now, keep in mind this is not about giving 20-dollar blowjobs. These clients are usually very rich men - and, yes, women - who will pay top-dollar for teen pussies like yours. You will usually be making about five or six hundred dollars per client, of which I only take one quarter. You can often make up to a thousand or fifteen hundred dollars per client, depending on his fetish and the length of the session."

Mark glanced around to see if his words were sinking in. Some of the less eager girls seemed to have softened. "Also," he went on, "if you remember last year's senior cheerleaders, you may recall that they all had the best clothes, the best hair, the best looks. You may remember that they also all had amazing, brand-new cars - Porches, Ferraris, et cetera. Those were all an extra perk of this job. Many clients will buy things like that for all of you, just because they are so thrilled at the thought of getting to fuck tight teen twats like yours."

Ooc: I know I PMed you saying I couldn't post;
but I really like this thread.
And I love role playing with you, so yeah feel free to PM me and I'll try to post from my phone here and there.

Angel stepped out from behind Mark, clad only in her tight cheerleading uniform and blue heels. Usually, any cheerleader interested in the "program," or not so interested, would have to go through initiation, but as head cheerleader she had been the only junior in the program last year. Basically, she already knew the ropes, to the best of her advantage and already had the perks that came with the little job, lots of money and popularity.

Her eyes scanned over the girls, taking them all in one by one. Her job would most likely be keeping Mark satisfied, helping choose the clients, and keeping the girls trained well. She walked down the line of them, every once and a while squeezing a tit to see if it was real, or cupping a cunt to see if there were oantis.

Turning on her heel, her blue eyes locked on the girl wearing no panties, "Next time, wear underwear. We want the clients to think you're a young, innocent cheerleader girl, not some slut they could pick up off the street."

When Clair heard the couch say welcome and yes she almost did back flips right there." Om God !" " I am gonna be like so perfect for this!" She turned looked at the others and smiled and winked her eyes at her best friend.

Her tight little outfit fit just perfect showing every inch of her legs. She was short but all legs she was indeed. Thsi alone she assumed with her night tight never touched slit would get her the best of things this year.

Clair was bound a determine to make the head cheerlaeder look like ass if she had anything to do with it.

Clair always reached for the best thinking she was just hot shit at least so far this year. She wanted it all and she was very set on making it that way.

She did not care as to what had been done except for her one friend who was also on the squad that is the one thing she cared about and that was that.

Joyce

When the coach promised me a personal inbterview I kicked up my leg like a cheerleader should showihg my bare pussy uncovered by panties.

Then the bitch made an issue of it. I turned to her and said "fuck you, bitch. I'll do wshatever I choose here in our locker room but not necessarily out with a client. Here they arent looking at me. You and the coach and the other girls are all that are looking at and lusting after my hot cunt."

Then I lifted my skirt and showed it to everyong and asked her if she wanted a taste

Angel smirked as the girl blatantly ignored her words. She had done the same with last year's head, and she still regretted it.

Grabbing the girl by her uniform, she hissed, "Newsflash, I lead this squad. Which means I can kick you off. As well as choose whether you get a loaded, sexy client or a not so rich disgusting one. Feel free to keep disegarding me if both of those things wouldn't bother you."

She turned on her heel going back to stand beside Mark, one perfectly manicured hand resting on his arm as she waited for him to say something.

Mark was happy that Joyce and Clair were so excited. It was obvious that both girls certainly weren't virgins - or if they were, they were at least doing a good job of hiding it. Mark moved over to Clair and ran his hands along her tight body. He cupped her ass and gave it a little spank. "Angel and I will have a training session with you soon," he said to her. "We need to make sure all the girls are up to our clients' standards, so we need to be sure you're a good little whore."

He moved to Joyce, who had been having words with Angel. "I admire your attitude, Joyce," Mark said. "But Angel is right. She is the head of this squad, and is sort of what you might call my right-hand-man. She helps pick the girls and helps train them." Mark looked down to see Joyce's bare pussy, which was clearly in view, as she had her skirt lifted. This one would definitely be a good slut. He reached between her legs and ran his middle finger along her slit, which was already wet.

"You will always listen to anything Angel tells you," Mark continued to Joyce. "Do you understand that?" He turned to Angel. "I think we might have to have a special training session for this little cunt. We need to teach her how to obey. And Angel, I will say that for today I have no problem with the sluts not wearing panties - it's a good way to prove to us that they're filthy little whores. Better that they wear too little clothing than too much."

Mark turned back to Joyce. He lifted up her cheerleader sweater and wasn't surprised to see that she had no bra on either. He smiled at the firm round globes of her breasts. He slapped one of them hard. "Once you learn to obey, Joyce, I think you'll make a good little cunt."

Dani stood watching silently. What had she gotten herself into she wondered. Yet for some reason the idea excited her, coming from a family of limited means it would be nice to dress like the other girls with the latest fashions. She wanted to achieve those things.

She looked at Angel, who as everyone knew and she was never afraid to tell was the head cheerleader. Dani laughed to herself as she had a pretty good idea as to why.

"Excuse me Coach Mark, umm I would like to do this but, I embarrassed to say I do not have the experience of some of these girls. Will you still want me?" Dani asked.

Charisma chewed on her lip as the other girls were acknowledged and not her! She hated being ignored, it was one of the reasons she couldn't keep a boyfriend as she was so..needy and if her exs hadn't payed attention to her, she eventually cheated on them..only to get their attention of course.

"Um, excuse me sir. When will you and this ...angel person meet with me.." She had pushed the other girl out of the way, so that she could be seen. "Also, whatever job Clair gets, I would like to be involved in as well, since we are best friends."

Charisma didn't think she could have the courage to do this, if not for Clair. In fact, she probably would've walked away and pretended this whole thing hadn't happened if Clair hadn't decided to join but she certainly didn't want to be left out. She wanted in on the fun as well.

Joyce

The bitch put me in my place, but at least I got their attention and liked it when Mark ran his finger up my slit and then ripped off my swesater and expsed my pert tits.

I wasnt wearing a bra either. I didnt need one even with my C size bust.

I didnt tell her but I was excited about the idea of my training session with her. She was a real hottie and I could get addicted to locking her cunt any day.

And Mark made it clear that goung without panties met with his full approval, and that little speech myst have gotten the attention of the other girls.

Just wait till our first game and being pantiless will excite the whole student body, especially mine.

While Angel put Joyce in her place, Mark pulled away and moved towards Dani. The girl was gorgeous, and her uniform hugged her body in a wonderful way. He liked how he could see her pierced belly button; the clients would love that. She seemed a bit shy and inexperienced, which was amusing and rather cute. One of the perks of this job was corrupting some of the more innocent girls.

“That will be perfectly fine if you’re not as experienced, Dani,” Mark said. “All of you will be on different planes of experience, and that’s fine. If you want, we’ll have training sessions with some of the hotter boys in the school, so they can help you gain the experience you need. How many guys have you been with, Dani?” He sensed her hesitation. “It’s okay, you can tell us. We’re all friends here. Just remember that you’ll be trained in things like the different positions for sex, how to suck cock and lick pussy, and how to dress slutty – although it seems you have that last part down,” he added with a grin.

Mark chuckled as Charisma pushed her way to the front of the group. There was always one girl like this every year – the girl who wanted attention more than anything, and would do anything to get it. It was clear that she was just doing this because of her friend Clair, but that was fine – the more whores, the merrier as far as Mark was concerned.

“You can have a private interview in just a little while, Charisma,” Mark said. He moved closer to her and ran his hands along her sides, cupping her breasts and working down to her waist and her ass. He reached under her skirt and rubbed her panty-covered mound, which was moist. “I hope you know the kind of ‘interview session’ you’re getting involved in, Charisma,” Mark whispered, giving her ass a little slap.

Mark stepped back and addressed the crowd again. “Soon we will have a few one-on-one training sessions. I think Joyce will be first, since she’s so willing to prove what a dirty whore she is.” He glanced over and saw Angel playing with Joyce. He smiled. Those two might make a good pair. “But first I need to know if everyone here is interested in joining. Jenna, you had some hesitation earlier – have we convinced you yet? Or do you need some more convincing?”

Charisma blushed a bright pink as the man touched her in places that only one guy had touched before and...well, she couldn't complain, it had actually felt...good. She nodded in answer to his question and watched, nearly mesmerized by the man.

Her heart pounded as she watched him as he went around questioning the other girls.

Clair stepped back then stood forward just a tad. " Sir ! Um Sir! I already said I would do this ." " The one on one interview will be just fine Sir" .

Clair then walked over to Charisma , " You know you really dont have to do this , I mean I think it is like so awsome that you are , but why ?"

Clair didnt quite understand why Charisma wanted to do this , to her Charisma was normally a little more on the shy bashfull side. So when she allowed the coach to feel her up she was amazed.

"It'll be fun..." Charisma said, "Besides, you know how I hate to miss out on the fun stuff. You and the others will be laughing secretly and I'll be missing out on everything! I mean, we don't have to be paired up if you don't want." Though, it would make Charisma feel a bit more comfortable if they were paired up together. She didn't say this though.

"Besides, I remember when we were juniors and got so envious of the varsity squad because of their cars and stuff. Wouldn't it just be fab if we could make others envious of us too? Not that they aren't already." Charisma giggled.

Clair knew her best friend had a great point of view on all this . " Yes you know I agree if we are going to do this we should do it togather ." " But how do we get him to pair us two togather?" Clair knew it was not that easy to make happen it had to be something that would catch his eyes and convience the coach that they belonged together .

Mark moved over to Clair and beckoned Charisma over as well. He stood the two friends next to each other.

"It's obvious you two are friends, so I'm happy to let you two 'play' with each other. Clair, you seem much more eager than your friend Charisma," Mark said. "Maybe as we go along you can give her some support and training...you can be a cheerleader for her, if you will." He grinned at the two girls, so different but so similar. Both so beautiful.

He realized he hadn't felt up Clair yet, and decided it was her turn. He cupped her breasts, then pulled her sweater up. She had a bra on, but the firm breasts were almost heaving out. He gave them a little slap - he was surprised how much dirtier and rougher he was with cheerleaders than his regular girlfriends - and then lifted up her skirt. He rubbed along the panties, then moved his hand under them so he could play with her bare, shaved slit. He fingered her clit with his left hand while he reached under Charisma's skirt with his right hand and did the same thing - moved below the panties to play with her naked cunt.

Mark smiled to himself, thinking how perfect his job was when he could finger two gorgeous cheerleader sluts at the same time.

"Umm...well obviously, we're going to be doing...ya know sexual stuff, otherwise this wouldn't need to be kept a secret." She paused thinking, "Well, we would have to just show him how...close we are to one another." Charisma said with a smile. She wasn't bi, but her and Clair had fooled around a bit with one another, so that when the time did come, they would know what felt right and what didn't and okay, maybe sometimes they played with each other for fun.

Clair was in hestactics when the Coach said that the two girl could be paired up. " Yes Sir ! That I can do and do my best!"

As he felt under her shirt Clair was a tad neverous as she had not even been touched that way before. She bit her bottom lip allowing him to foundle her in what means needed as long as she got the job , that is all that mattered to Clair .

Just then Clair looked over at Charisma and kissed her right there in front of everyone .

Clair ahd hope Charisma knew what she was up too she knew this would make it all so much more easier for the both of them , or at least she hoped anyhow.

Charisma had squealed in delight and watched as the coach felt up Clair, getting slightly horny as she watched. It hadn't shocked her too much that Clair kissed her. She moaned and kissed Clair back, moaning as he began to rub her cunt. Then instictively, she moved one of her hands towards Clair's breast while the other, somehow managed to find its way to his crotch.

Clair knew this was something that her and her friend was doing to get what they wanted , but this was going way beyond the normal idea she had in mind.

As she watched Charisma touch the coaches crotch Clairs eyes grew big with suprise , she said nothing about it at least not at the moment .

When Charisma touched her breast she thought ooh my not one but two . She was not sure how to react as she was new to all of this . It pretty much blew her mind as she felt herself getting wetter by the minute.

" Oh my " she replied , then she grabbed Charisma hair and lead her to her breast , " If you want we can take this further?" Clair wanted her to tease her tit and nipple as the coach was tickiling her cunt.