The Cheerleader & The Principal

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OOC: Daniel Hanson. 34 years old. 6'1". 180. Black hair. Grey eyes. Well built.



IC:


I had a lot of time to think about what I was doing. I had to ask myself: was what I was contemplating doing worth losing my job over?

I wouldn't go to jail. She was 18. Way too young for me, but completely legal. But she was still a student, and I was the principal.

There was still time to back out. We still hadn't crossed any lines.

But then I looked up and saw her standing in the doorway. Fresh and young and beautiful. Smiling at me still wearing her cheerleader's uniform. The embodiment of every fantasy I'd had since I was ten years old.


Lines were about to be crossed. I got up and closed the door behind her. Then I locked it....
 
OOC:
Name Lila Green
Age 18
Blue eyes blonde hair

___________________

Lila made her way to the Principals office. She had just finished with practice. She was going down the hall way. She knew what was about to happen. She was not sure she was ready. She had reached the office. No turning back now.

Lila stood in the door way for a moment, smiling. She walked into the office, and Mr. Hanson closed and locked the door. She continues to smile at him. Lila’s heart was racing.
 
Mr. Hanson

"Thank you for getting here so quickly, Miss Green," I said. "And don't worry. You aren't in any trouble."

Yet, I thought.

I gestured toward the couch, and she sat down. She crossed her long, long legs, giving me the same thrill I got every Friday night watching her gyrate on the football field while urging our team on to victory.

Sitting down next to her -- perhaps a touch closer than was normal for principal-student -- I asked her "Have you thought about your future, Lila?"
 
Lila

Lila sat on the couch. Letting out a sigh of relief, knowing she is not in trouble. Thinking for a moment. "Well I either want to go to UCLA and cheer, while getting a degree in teaching. Or I want to go and try out for a major league team to cheer for."

Lila looked at her principal with her big blue eyes. For the first time she thought he looked
HOT. Sure he was not her typical date, but he did look good.

Lila smiled at him one more time.
 
Mr. Hanson

"Well, Lila," I smiled. "It certainly sounds like you've given this a lot of thought. I think you're a terrific cheerleader. UCLA would be lucky to get someone as pretty as you. And you've certainly got the grades. I bet all it would take to get you a full scholarship would be a glowing letter of recommendation from your principal. Would you like me to write one for you?"

The smile she flashed me lit up the room.

"Consider it done, then," I said. "I like doing nice things for my students. Tell me, Lila: do you like doing nice things for people?"
 
Lila

Lila's smiled got even wider when Mr. Hanson told her her would write her a letter of recommendation. She then realized she could get into UCLA, her dream school.

"Yeah, I do like doing nice things for other people. I help others out all the time."

She was now beaming at Mr.Hanson.
 
Mr. Hanson

"You see," I said. "That's the kind of thing I need to learn about you, Lila. In order to write my recommendation, that is. I've been watching you closely for the past 4 years, but I feel like we barely know each other. I'd like to get closer to you, Lila. I want to get to know the real you. And I want to show you the real me. Would you like that?"
 
Lila was "the good girl" type. She never had went to far with guy. Lila was unsure what Mr. Hanson ment. She just smiled her famous smile, and noded. She wanted that letter.
 
Mr. Hanson

So pretty. So innocent. My heart started pounding in my chest like I was the high schooler. Still, there was no mistaking the look of confusion that clouded her sparking blue eyes. I could think of only one way to clear up her confusion.

Leaning in, I kissed her soft ruby lips....


"This is what I mean by getting to know you, Lila," I said. "Do you understand?"
 
Lila

Lila's look of confusion went away slowly. She now knew what her principal wanted. Or so she thought. She sat on the couch for a moment thinking, not knowing what to do. Lila needed the full scholarship in order to attend UCLA. Lila knew that she was going to have to go along with what ever Mr. Hanson wanted. She shifted a bit on the couch, waiting for her principal's next move.
 
Mr. Hanson

'You are so beautiful, Lila," I said. Reaching out, I ran by fingers through her soft silky hair. "I've wanted you from the first day I saw you. I've waited so long for the right time. There are so many things I want to show you. I've been your principal. Now I want to be your teacher. All you have to do is say yes..."
 
Lila

Lila sat still, not speaking for a few minutes. She was only sure of one thing, she needed money if she wanted to attend UCLA.

Lila shifted herself on the couch again. She started to play with her thumbs, while she was thinking.

Lila had finally made up her mind. She gave a nod, with a weak smile.
 
Mr. Hanson

She looked nervous. Perhaps a little afraid. But with a single nod she had opened the door to a thousand possibilities. I kissed her tenderly on the cheek. Then I got up off the couch and crossed over to my desk. Picking up the telephone, I told my receptionist that she was free to leave for the day. Then, certain that we wouldn't be interrupted, I turned my attention back to my own private cheerleader.

"Stand up," I said. She obeyed.

"Take off your uniform," I ordered. "Slowly..."
 
Lila

Mr. Hanson told Lila to stand up, and she did so. Then she was told to take her uniform off.

Lila slowly pulled down her skirt showing off her cheerleading bloomers. She asked "do I take them off too." With the nod Mr. Hanson she took off her bloomers, leaving her in her blue thong that matched the cheerleading uniform.

Sure Lila was a "good girl" on the outside but on the inside she had a wild side just waiting to get out.

Lila then took off her cheerleading top. To show her blue bra to match the thong and uniform. She stood there in her bra, thong, white socks and Nike cheerleading shoes.

 
MR. Hanson

Lila stared down at the floor, somewhat embarrassed at her state of undress.

"Don't be shy, sweetheart," I said. "You have an incredible body. You should be proud to show it off."

Crossing over to her, I put my arms around her slender waist. I kissed her again, but this time it wasn't just a peck on the lips. It was a long, deep lingering kiss. At first she seemed unsure, but quickly enough she gave in to her own desires and started kissing be back passionately. As our tongues freely explored each other's mouths, I allowed my hands to roam all over her tight athletic body.

One of my hands settled on the small of her back, holding her firmly in place. The other hand found her firm ass. Her cheeks were mostly exposed by the tiny blue triangle of material, but I gained access to even more wonderful portions of her anatomy by slipping my hand inside the back of her sheer little panties...
 
Lila

Mr. Hanson started to kiss Lia. Lila was unsure at first. Soon she realized that he knew what he was doing and she could just follow. Lila started to kiss him back with as much passion as he was kissing her.

Lila felt his hands roam her body, finally settling on her back and her ass. Lila liked the atttention she was getting from her principal. She wanted more. Lila deepened the kiss a little more.
 
Mr. Hanson

The longer we kissed, the more I could feel her body relax. When I got the feeling she was completely at ease I knew it was time to move on to the next stage. Like a couple doing the tango, I slowly started to dance her back toward the couch. Once there, I pulled her thong down to her knees with a single fluid motion. Playfully, I pushed her down into a seated position. Then I pulled her panties the rest of the way off until they dangled precariously from a single ankle.

Dropping to my knees between her slightly parted legs, my face was inches away from paradise.

"What a pretty little pussy you have," I said. "Ask me nicely and I'll eat it out..."
 
Lila

She was now sitting on the couch. Lila looked at him. Her big blue eyes just pleading him to eat her out.She let out and smile and whispered "please"
 
Mr. Hanson

Taking her long, smooth, well-toned legs, I draped them over my shoulders. Then I ran my fingertips along her creamy thighs. Already her sex glistened with the faintest trace of her arousal, and I hadn't even scratched the surface. Reaching down, I took my thumbs and gently parted her nether lips. Then with my tongue I got my first sweet taste of Lila. It was like ambrosia. I wanted more. I started to lap away at her moist pussy like a man dying of thirst...
 
Lila

Lila was being eaten out, and enjoyed it. This was her first sexual experience and she liked it.

Lila relaxed on the couch, and let out a little moan of pleasure.
 
Mr. Hanson

"Take off your bra, sweetie," I suggested. "I want to see those perky titties of yours. I want you to play with your nipples while I go down on you..."
 
Lila

Lila took her bra off just as Mr. Hanson had told her. Before he could even touch her with one hand she start to play with her breast, and the other she puts on the back of Mr. Hanson's head. She pushes his head futher into her pussy.
 
Mr. Hanson

With my tongue I felt around for Lila's clit. When she gasped I knew I had found it. Wrapped my lips around it I teased it with my tongue. Then I took two fingers and inserted them inside Lila's tight little pussy. I didn't get very far before I met with resistance.

"Lila, are you still a virgin?" I asked....
 
Lila

:rose: Lila was in a world of her own. Only when Mr. Hanson spoke to her did she join the 'real' world. She had to ask him "what di you say?" It wasn't until the second time he said "you still a virgin Lila?" did she respond. Lila looked at him and replied with a simple "yes".

Lila started to tug on her nipples while her principal was playing with her pussy.
:rose:
 
Mr. Hanson

A virgin!

How could the prettiest girl in school be a virgin?

I couldn't believe my good fortune. My desire for her increased a thousandfold. Her breathing deepened as I continued to work my fingers in and out of her tight little pussy. breathing turned to panting turned to moaning as my digits brought her closer and closer to the edge. It took me less than five minutes of skillful fingering to bring her to orgasm.

When I tried to remove my fingers, her muscles clenched tight around them, not wanting to release me. Her disappointment when i broke free was easy to read. But when I started pulling off my clothes it changed to a look of anticipation....
 
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