The Principal And The Cheerleader

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OOC: Dan Foster. 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....

 

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OOC: Samantha Hiron or just Sam, 18yrs, chearleader, academically not doing very well, need better grades to get scholarship.

I knocked on the principles door, not knowing what exactly i was willing to do.

I walked in with my best smile and still in my cheerlearer uniform.

It was the first time i was looking at him so closely, somehow i always thought he was older, but he was in his early thirties and very handsome.

 

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Principal Foster

"Ah, Miss Hiron, I see you got my message," I said, leading her inside. She took a seat and crossed her long legs, causing her short skirt to ride up. The sight caused a surge of desire to rush through my body. I wanted to jump her right then and there. Somehow, I managed to control myself.

I offered her something to drink, but she declined. She seemed confused as to the reason for our meeting. I didn't keep her in the dark any longer.


"I've had my eye on you for a few years, Miss Hiron. Sam," I said. "I must confess you've become one of my favorite students."

Opening my desk drawer, I pulled out a thick envelope.


"I know it's always been a dream of yours to attend Landon University," I said. "Well, I don't know if you are aware of this, but I'm a graduate of Landon University. I still have some connections on the Board. I made a few phonecalls. Pulled some strings. Twisted some arms. And, well...."


I handed her the envelope. She opened it and started reading. Suddenly, her face lit up.

"You've been accepted for the Fall semester," I confirmed. "With a full scholarship."


With tears of happiness in her eyes, Sam leapt to her feet and threw her arms around me. I returned her embrace with equal enthusiasm. It felt incredible to finally have her in my arms. I didn't want it to ever end, and Sam seemed to be in no rush to let go.....

 

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Sam

I opened the envelope not still aware what was happening,but as i quickly read, i could not help but cry with joy.
Landon University and with full scholarship.

Without realising how i leapt out of my seat and hugged him.

A million and one thoughts rushing through my mind.

How was this possible, Landon strictly gave scholarships to A students only and I just barely managed a B.

He was the one that made it possible, I hugged him even closer.
It felt good, he held me thight to him.... I could feel my tits pressing on his chest and his breath on my neck.

i moved my lips close to his ears and wispered "thank you, thank you so much."

I felt his hands sliding down to my lower back, and i rested my face on his showlders, his hand moved to my lower back where my cheerleader uniform didn't cover.

I could feel his hand trembling as he cautiously touched my skin.

It suddenly all became clear, like most of the boys he had some sort of crush on me. That is why he did this, and now he exepected payment, just like the boys who did my homework and other chores for me. But i guessed he didn't just want a kiss or to be seen out with me.......

This was a real man who expected........i was not sure what he expected. Did he want to feel me? see me naked? go all the way? I knew it was somthing naughty,somthing that could get us both into a lot of trouble, but what?

My train of though was disrupted as he pressed closer and i could feel his crotch on my right thigh.

Suddenly i wished i had let one of the many boys i dated go all the way with me, at least i would have known what to expect from this guy.

What should I do? What did he want from me?

 

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With Sam finally in my arms I suddenly felt bold. My hands roamed freely over her tight little body until they reached her bottom. I cupped her bottom and gave her cheeks a firm squeeze. Sam had the sweetest little tush. It was one of the things that first caught my eye about her.

Pulling her closer, I made sure she could feel the bulge in my pants.

"You are so beautiful, Sam," I whispered. "I've wanted you for such a long time. Can you feel what you're doing to me?"

 

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Sam

He wanted me? This man wanted me? Not that i was 100% sure what that meant.

The feeling of his bulging crotch against mine sent a spark up my spine and i could feel the heat build up between my legs and the moisture wetting my panties.

I let go of my embrace and stepped back a couple of paces. I could see the longing in his eyes. No man had ever looked at me like that.

Without thinking i undid my costume top and skirt and let them fall, while i kicked my shoes. I was now just in my cotton panties and bra and didn't feel ashamed at all.

I knew exactly what he was seeing. A 5'9' tall with shoulder lenght straight blond hair blue eyes and a lean body not an ounce of fat with nice round almost B cup tits.

Smiling i turned around and bend down touching the floor beside my toes. Slowly i lifted myself on my hands and spread my legs far apart. Many times while alone i had practiced this move naked infront of my bedroom mirror fantazising about some actor or singer.

I felt Dan move closer...........