Small Town Girl To Big College Cheerleader

[Guest]

Marie was frightened. Summer was ending and college would soon be starting. God, she was leaving a small hamlet in northern Ohio and going to Ohio State all teh way down in Columbus. She had been popular in high school. Beta Club, cheerleader, National Honor Society-all the things her parents wanted her to do. Her parents were so puritanical. She hadn't been allowed to date, except for a couple dances at school, she had never even kissed a boy. She had heard so many stories about college-drugs, alcohol, sex, parties, you name it, she heard it. The thought scared her. How would she fit in? She had a scholarship for her grades and during her interview, she was invited to try out as a cheerleader for the men's basketball team. She didn't really consider it when offered but the more she thought about it, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea. She could meet people, assert herself as a stranger in a strange land. No one would know her anyway, how shy she was-she could be what she wanted and act how she wanted. Who would really know how shy she really was. She knew it would mean being around the guys on the team and that made her feel awkward. There would be black guys too, something not seen around her small town. It could be a time of fear and trepidation or she could look at it as an adventure. She would be away from her parents which is all she really wanted anyway. An Ohio State cheerleader! How many girls would try out? Could she even compete against them? Change her hairstyle, get some new clothes, it might work.

 

[cgraven]

Professor Raven

It was the start of another dismal college year. This would be his last at Ohio State. Twenty years teaching Ancient Classical History to a lot of runny nosed freshman. But not this year. This year his assignment was as faculty advisor to the men's' basket ball cheerleaders. His course had been canceled not enough interest. Now to add insult to injury he was to be a glorified babysitter to a bunch of giggling little girls.

Oh there was a reason for the assignment. The Big Ten, The Ivy League, and all the other conferences had been rocked with player scandals and sex scandals over the past few years. Ohio State was going to make sure it didn't happen hear in Columbus.

Professor Raven ran his hands across his balding head to the light fringe of ginger hair that stubbornly refused to go. He still had the hard body of an athlete. Looking at him now most students wouldn't believe he was an Olympic class wrestler in his youth. He still fenced on regular bases and his reflexes where as quick as a cat.

Raven sat in the bleachers as this year's crop of hopefuls filed in for tryouts.
So young, so innocent, and so eager to make the squad. Most would be disappointed only a lucky few would make it.

Professor Raven felt a stirring in his pants he hadn't felt in years. He chided himself. " You're to old for this old man. They are young enough to be your granddaughters."

 

[Dark Warrior]

Johnny

Johnny grinned as he sunk yet another 3-pointer. He was the team's star player, tall and strong, 20, with brown eyes and with sandy blonde hair. It was only practice, but everyone knew they had to treat it seriously as the management was about to pick the new team for next year, and everyone was eager to impress. Suddenly, there was a whistle from the side of the court and everyone turned to see the coach.
"Ok folks, we've already decided the team, early, I know, but we want to get some serious training in before the season starts." With that, the coach pulled out a clipboard. "Ok, these are the people who are in."
Johnny put a ball under his arm as he waited for his name to be called out. The coach droned through a few names before calling out, "John Oldfield."
Johnny grinned and stepped up to the coach. "It's Johnny. You should know that by now." he said, and the coach grinned back, before returning to his name calling.
Johnny stepped up to the rest of the people who had been chosen. Among them, he saw many friends from last year, and many newcomers as well.

OOC: By the way, Johnny has a reputation for hitting on to the cheerleaders...

 

[Guest]

Marie arrived at Ohio State. Her parents are taken her down. As her parents left to leave, they gave her the typical warnings about everything she had heard throughout high school. After getting set up in her dorm room, she looked at the clock. "Shit," she thought to herself, she was supposed to be at tryouts in a few minutes. She wasn't even sure where to go. She was hoping to meet her new roommate, but there was't time just now. Running from the room in a pair of sandals, red shorts and gray t-shirt(colors chosen because they were the school colors) she found someone that could direct her to the gym where tryouts had probably started. Making her way into the gymnasium, the place was a flurry of activity. She saw so many girls doing stretching exercises getting ready to tryout. Not completely late, but not a good feeling to her. This was not the way to get off to a good start or make a good impression. She saw several young men, probably players, both black and white. "God," she thought, I hope they aren't going to hang around to watch this. An older man sat quietly. She sensed he had something to do with the tryouts, she wasn't sure. She went up to him, learned his name. "I'm so sorry Professor Raven," she said. "I'm not ususally late, I just got to my room and didn't realize the time. I really want a chance to tryout, a chance to be a cheerleader, please give me a chance," she almost begged.

 

[Guest]

Prof. Raven

The girls where doing stretching exercises getting ready to tryout. All those young fresh innocent bodies, stretching, arching, trusting at him. He was not a fool. After all he had lived long enough to know that they all weren't innocent, some far form it. A glorified babysitter to a bunch of giggling little girls that's what he had been reduced, but with the power of who would make the squad. Who wouldn't. He had the power of a Caesar but need the wisdom of a Solomon.

Waxing poetic he chided himself.

Raven snapped back to reality with the banging of the gyms' heavy doors. She came Running in wearing a pair of sandals, red shorts and gray T-shirt, the school colors. She skidded to a halt in front of him breathless from her hasty arrival.

The words tumbled from her lips Marie .... I'm so sorry Professor Raven ......

I'm not usually late ...... I just got to my room ....... didn't realize the time......

I really want a chance to tryout .... a chance to be a cheerleader ... please give me a chance.

There was a begging quality to her voice, certain desperation.

Looking up Raven saw her for the first time. Her beauty struck him. He was tempted. Would he give in to that temptation.

He scowled at her and in that stern Professors' voice, that was a so much a part of him .

"Go a head Marie, but I want to see you in my office right after tryouts. It was thoughtless of you to delay the others who where here on time."

The tryouts seemed to drag on forever. What would he do? would he give into the temptation, to the growing bulge that he felt even now, just at the thought of her.

 

[cgraven]

Damn

OOC: I hate when I do that sorry about the Unregistered. Computers they never do what I want.

Unregistered--Marie: please send description. It helps my writing.

Thanks

 

[Guest]

Marie took her place with the other girls. She kept a smile on her face as she warmed up preparing for the routines she had learned in high shcool and had seen on television. She looked around. She wasn't really much different than the rest of the girls. At 5-7, 120 pounds, light-brown hair highlighted red, fair complexion, blue-green eyes,pretty-she knew that about herself, why not she thought. Sure, the high school stuff wouldn't make it here-too conservative she thought. Maybe something along the lines of professional football team cheerleading squads. She would feel self-conscious to be sure, but no one knew her here. She thought to herself about Professor Raven. Kind of attractive for an older man. God, he must have been at least as old as her father, but he was really in shape for his age. She looked at some of the basketball players standing around. They were taller than Professor Raven, but they didn't look in any better shape physically. She caught a glance from a basketball player with blonde hair. He smiled coyly at her causing her to turn away quickly. What with the Professor Raven guy. Sure she was late, but why did he yell at her. It reminded her of her father and, why did she have to go his office after the tryouts she wondered. What if she didn't make the squad-what was the point? All of a sudden she heard her name called to come forward. She had a couple tapes of music with her. She handed one to a person she assumed was a judge. Kind of peppy. She moved her in body to the music emulating a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader with a little modern dance thrown in. She almost felt like a stripper as her hips gyrated to the music and perky tits bouncing. She felt like all eyes were upon here. Her face reddened at the thought of how she must look. This wasn't high school anymore. She hadn't had much time to warm up, but as the music closed she jumped high in the air with rallying cry from her mouth as she hit the floor in a perfect Chinese split. Certainly not the best performance compared to the others she thought to herself, but she had given it her best shot. With her raised high, arms outstretched over her head, her eyes caught the gaze of Professor Raven. "Shit'" she thought to herself. Tryouts were almost over and she would have to meet with him. There was something scarey about the thought. She slowly got up as another name was called. Looking around, the blonde guy was still there talking to some of the other players. He and two of the players he was standing with, both a little taller than him, one white and one black, all applauded her performance silently. "Damn," she thought to herself. "They're mocking me, I know they are."

 

[cgraven]

Prof Raven

Proffessor Raven could feel the bulge in his pants growing as he watched Marie go through her routine. Her body, the rhythmic swaying, her hips gyrating to the music, and those perky tits bouncing.

God what wouldn't he do to have her?

No, no. He must driver her from his mind. Resist the temptation of her body.

Raven could feel the sweat breaking out on his brow as her routine came to an end. She jumped high in the air with a rallying cry as she hit the floor in a perfect Chinese split, her arms raised high, outstretched over her head.

What was he to do? He collected his wits about him, mopped his brow, and held his bag casually to hide the effect Marie had on him. As he got up he caught her eye.

"Marie my office now."

 

[Dark Warrior]

I had been watching that new cheerleader as she had been going through her tryout. She was good, I thought. She'd get into the team, no doubt. As she finished I clapped, and said to one of my friends, "She's good - at cheerleading, of course." I said with a grin.
"Yeah, I bet that's what you mean." My friend said sarcastically.
I turned to talk to him, and when I looked back the girl had gone. Everyone was starting to disperse; must have been end of tryouts. I remembered something I had to talk to Old Raven about, and I headed towards his office.

 

[Pip]

Mrs Peters

I,m Prof Ravens secretary. 28 years old, hair up in a bun, stiff white shirt, formal skirt. but surprisingly 'rude' underneath.
I,m here to help my Proffessor should he need it.

 

[Guest]

"Damn," Marie thought . "He wants me to come to his office now." Marie was confused. They hadn't annouced the winners and he wanted to see her-so stern and demanding, she trembled somewhat not knowing what to expect. As she followed at a distance, he walked into an office. She continued, opened the door. A young woman sat in the outer office, probably his secretary. "I'm here to see Professor Raven about the cheerleading tryouts, " she told the woman. Even before a response, Marie sensed something about the woman's demeanor that made her nervous. Shew certainly didn't seem to friendly.

 

[cgraven]

OOC: PiP is she British and related to a butler? The Prof. has rather bad eyesight you know. Would be nice to have a fuller description of his secretary. You can PM it or Post it.

 

[Guest]

PIP-do it quickly-Marie is getting restless

 

[cgraven]

Prof. Raven

Raven hears the commotion in his outer office.

It's her Marie. His heart races he's flush.

"Send the young lady in. I have been expecting her."

"I don?t want any interruptions." He feels the warmth of her body as he holds the door open. Her sent intoxicates him.

"Take a seat"

Raven closes the door locking as he does so.

 

[Guest]

"Professor Raven, again I'm sorry for being late," Marie says. "This means so much to me, my parents would really be disappointed if I didn't make it, " she adds. Thinking to herself, Marie wondered what was going on. No interruptions and locking the door. Marie felt uncomfortable but was to timid to say anything as she sat quietly in front of the professor waiting for him to speak.

 

[cgraven]

Prof. Raven

Marie entered his office. Prof. Raven had locked the heavy oaken door. She was timid, afraid, and even desperate to fulfill her dreams. Her voice told him all this as she babbled;

"Professor Raven, again I'm sorry for being late,"............ "This means so much to me, my parents would really be disappointed if I didn't make it, "

The torrent of words finally ceased. Marie sat quietly, uncomfortably in the strait backed chair.

Raven watched her knowing that she was waiting for him to speak. Speak!

There has still time for him to turn back from the dark road that his lust for Marie had set his feet upon. To turn back before it was to late, before his lust closed that option to him.

No! He sacrificed his wants his desires for his students, year after year. No more! Now Marie would fulfil his lust for her, to get what she wanted.

How badly did she really want to make the squad?


The fight with in him had taken only an instant and reason had lost. His driving need for the girl had won.

Raven stood behind Marie's' chair. He placed his, strong demanding hands on her shoulders. She turned to look up at him. His mouth sought hers.
Her fright made her resist. They tumbled to the floor, arms and legs entwined.

Raven's hands where under her sweatshirt seeking out her young breast. His passion, his need for her drove him on, Raven found the prize he was seeking. With the well-practiced move of his youth he had pinned her.

"How badly do you want to make the squad Marie?"

" You know I can grantee your success? His breath came in short pants. No from the excursion of the struggle, but from his driving need to take this beauty.

 

[cgraven]

OOC: Sorry I'll be away until Friday. Must make money to support some of my vices

cgraven

 

[Dark Warrior]

Johnny

I slowly entered the office. I looked at the beautiful young secretary; she's actually quite hot, despite being a few years older. He walked up to her with a smile on his face.
"Hey beautiful," he said, "Is Old Raven free?"

 

[Pip]

Secretary

"Sorry Johnney, the proffessor is busy with a youg lady right now"
"you can wait with me if you like"
I smiled at the fit looking athlete, and looked toward the chair just next to the proffessor,s door. I was fascinated to see what his reactions would be to the sounds he was quite likely to hear from the bosses office. I was quite sure that Prof Raven would be unable to resist the nubile young girl I had shown in.

 

[bearlee]

(decided to register finally) Marie was stunned. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She was worn out by the tryout and now from wrestling Professor Raven. She wanted to make the cheerleading squad, not just for herself, but to please her parents. Did this man really have the power to make that a reality. For an older man, she was surprised by his strength. God, his had was on her breast. Not even a boy in high school did that to her. She was pinned down. A feeling of fear came over her at first, but the sense of helplessness suddenly gave her a different feeling, one she had never experienced before. He was in control and it was good feeling. Really, what could she do-it was not within her power to do anything about it. Wrapped together as they were, she could feel a hardness in her pubic region. She didn't have experience with men, but she knew what it was. His cock was hard. She wondered if that gave her some control, but whatever happened, it was better that she not be. She knew she would do anything to make the squad, she believed he could make that happen and she knew she respond how he wanted because she had "no choice." She didn't know what to do and searched his eyes waiting for him to make the next move or tell her what to do. During her routine, she knew she had been slutty. The strict upbringing by her parents sometimes made her want to be a slut. If for no other reason, but then to get back at them. Maybe he would fuck her. Maybe he would make her suck his cock. She'd never done either before and felt awkward. He didn't know her, he didn't know her background. Maybe she could fake her way through it. As she continued to look into his eyes, the slience became deafening. Finally she said, "Yes, I want to make the team and I'll do whatever it takes to make it."

 

[bearlee]

Just a bump for cgraven when he returns Friday.

 

[cgraven]

Prof. Raven

OOC: bearlee Nice name. Welcome. Glad to have you. Wink, wink)

Prof. Raven got up righted the chair that went flying with his first burst of lust for Marie. Seating himself a mask of his old composer upon his face he watched her lying there. Marie's clothes where asunder. Her sweatshirt bounced just below her heaving breasts, her shorts around her virgin mound, and her long delicate legs and silken thighs exposed to his view and his alone. What would she do? Run, scream, weep, or beg? The seconds dragged by. They where an eternity.

Finally Marie said, "Yes, I want to make the team and I'll do whatever it takes to make it."

A feeling of power such as he never knew swept over Raven. Should he simply take her, make her perform all the acts he had ever dreamed of, or exercise this power to humiliate and dominate this innocent? In a flash his mind was made up.

Prof. Raven in a cold commanding voice..." Marie your tryout was baerly adequate. I think you should try again. Now, hear, and I want you to amuse me, be sexy, strip, use your imagination, and I do mean now!

 

[Dark Warrior]

Johnny

I sat down and waited. As I was waiting, I heard a snippet of the conversation coming from inside... I heard that new girl's voice, and I also heard Raven saying something about her stripping for him. I raised one eyebrow and looked across at the secretary, who gave me a very seductive smile. I started feeling very uncomfortable, knowing what Raven was doing in his office... I stood up and began to walk for the door. However, before I could reach it, I felt the secretary grab my arm...

 

[Pip]

Mrs Peters

I couldn't tell what she was saying after the chair fell, but I knew the tone. She had given in, what would he have this one do? I wish it was me, the thought of that sexy young girl and the proffessor was making me hot, and careless.
I could see that the boy was getting uncomfortable as he listened, his pants were definately moving.
The boy got up he was going to leave, Impulsively I got up and moved accross to him,
" Don't go, the prof does want to see you, we can listen together if you like, maybe even peek in!"
I wispered in his ear, my breasts pressing against his arm.

 

[bearlee]

Marie was confused by the request to amuse Raven. Dance for him-strip for him. Geez, she thought, I almost did a strip tease during tryouts and now he wants me to strip in his offoice like some slut. Not confused, but shocked. Actually any request would have shocked her. She may haave been from a small town and had strict parents, but she was aware of things from magazines like People and screen mags. She expected him to ask for a blowjob or maybe even to fuck, but this request caught her completely off guard. Except for some cheerleading routines from school and what she had seen on TV, she never went to dances in high school. Oh, she had danced in her room when her parents weren't home or maybe with girlfriends at a slumber party. But he was asking her to dance without music, take her clothes off and amuse him. She really wanted to make the team, almost had to she thought. Did he really have the power to keep her off the team or to make sure she made it? Could he really make it happen she wondered. Really, it was just a dance. No one else was around. She could almost close her eyes and pretend she was dancing with her old girlfriends. Do the dance she thought, do it, get it over with, leave the room, and make the team. As she stood in front of him readying herself to dance, trying to conjure up some tune in her head, she heard a voice, as though another voice was speaking for or through her, defiantly scream, "No, I'm not doing it!" God, she thought to herself, where did that come from, what the hell am I doing.