There was so much competition to join the cheerleading squad this year. The football team had a lot to say on the decisions last year but this year we have a new coach. Coach James made it really clear at the first meeting that it is no longer about who gives the best blow jobs but our talent as cheerleaders. I am good but some of the new girls that didn’t make it because they weren’t sluts are trying out this year. I love fucking older men so I think this year it is all about satisfying coach to make the squad.
I made an appointment to talk to him after try outs. I had on my smallest uniform and slipped of my panties before I went to his office. He told me his assistant watched and I was good, but not as good as some of the new girls. Cheerleading and football players are my life, what I live for, what makes my hairy little pussy wet and I had to be picked.
I talked with coach for awhile running my fingers over my lips and sucking my pen while taking notes. I know he imagined his cock sliding in my soft lips just like my pen was doing. His hand disappeared under his desk and I knew I had him where I wanted. “Are you stroking your hard cock for me Coach James”, I asked him. I smiled and told him I could take care of it for him. I mean who wouldn’t want a hot little teen on her knees looking up at them while sucking their cock. He said no and I should leave his office immediately. I pulled up my skirt and began to finger my creamy, hot hairy pussy and before long I was bouncing on his cock. It became a weekly thing and sometimes a few of the other’s of Team Slut would join in.
