Mr. Payne said, “Miss Sherman, remove that gum from your mouth this instant!”
She said, “Yes sir, Mr. Payne.” pulling the wad of gum out of her sexy mouth and sticking it to the bottom of her desk. Mr. Payne could see the flash of her white thong panties. He was not amused.
…mmm…They have some hunky guys in this movie. The girl had it bad for Mr. Payne; she was seducing him and he has a ring on. Maybe she could be his side piece. Oh, how slutty she is. Mmm…I was in my own little world, watching slutty little on-screen me seduce a married man to become his slut…ooo…
When the bell rang, Mr. Payne said, “Class dismissed. Not you, Miss Sherman, please remain after class.”
Mr. Payne closed the door…and locked it. When he turned back to face to girl, she was standing by his desk with her hands behind her back. She had rolled her skirt up just enough to draw his eyes to her hemline. She smiled, watching his eyes travel from her hemline up to her big boobs to her face.
“Did you want to see me, Mr. Payne?”
“Miss Sherman, I will not tolerate disruptive behavior in my class. Chewing gum in class is not permitted. Do you understand?”
She held his eyes with hers as she reached over and pulled the wad of gum off the bottom of the desk and put it back in her sexy mouth.
“Well, what are you going to do about it, Mr. Payne?” she asked, stepping close to him, her big boobs brushing his strong chest.
…ooo…she’s a sassy little thing…I bet she’ll fuck him for sure. My hands were in my lap, teasing my poor little pussy, edging. I noticed that Sarah was sitting right next to me doing the same thing. I turned my face to hers and she kissed me. Ooo…she was an exceptional kisser. We shared a good, long kiss before we broke to watch the movie. Damn, if Sarah kissed that good, I wonder what else she could do with that pretty mouth? Mmm…
Mr. Payne was losing his mind. The twenty-something slut had captivated him from the moment he set eyes on her. She was the same age as his daughter and he dreamed of doing things with Miss Sherman that his twenty-year-old daughter would not allow. Between her hot body, her bad behavior and her naughty advances she was maddening. Today she must be punished.
Mr. Payne twisted her arm behind her back and turned her around with one hand, pulling her long ponytail with the other. He had her back to him holding her tight against him so she couldn’t get away. His face was right behind her ear, his breath hot on her skin as he reprimanded the bratty girl.
“Miss Sherman, you have been very bad. I will not tolerate your disrespectful tone. Bad girls must be punished immediately.”
She said, “Oh! Mr. Payne.” and popped another bubble.
Mr. Payne jerked her around roughly. Pushing her face and boobs up against the wall, her hips back, her rolled-up skirt revealing her pretty cheeks. He was frustrated, angry and horny all at the same time and he was not gentle.
“Spit it out, young lady.” He held out his hand to take her gum. She spit it into his upturned palm.
“Ooo…Mr. Payne. You’re hurting me.” she lied.
Miss Sherman loved being manhandled and pinned to the wall by a strong man, especially Mr. Payne. He kicked her legs apart and kicked her feet back with his foot to get her in position for a good spanking. He jerked her tiny panties down to her thighs.
He said, “Miss Sherman, this is going to hurt.”
He swatted her cheeks with his warm hand with a SLAP!
“Ouwch…oww…Mr. Payne that hurts!” She whimpered and cried as he delivered her spankings quickly with his firm, strong hand. She was in tears when he let her go and pulled her panties back up. She was soaking wet.
‘Good Lord’ he thought, ‘This girl will be the death of me yet.’
She pulled her skirt back down and turned around.
Mr. Payne put his hand around her slender throat and said, “Let this be a lesson to you, Miss Sherman. Now leave here and behave yourself!”
…God that was hot! He had her by the throat. They weren’t fucking her! Why? I wanted to see that little slut get punished by some big fat cocks. Yes, it was erotogenic, yes, I had already orgasmed twice, but the entire movie was a big tease. I wanted to see little on-screen me take a good hard fucking by some big, strong men.
The movie stopped. Me and Sarah sat up as the lights came up. They were having a brief intermission, so we went to the ladies room to pee. I was glad to see I wasn’t the only one soaked with girl juice. We went in the stalls to pee and wipe off our soaked bottoms.
We checked ourselves in the mirror. Her fiery red hair was incredible and she let me brush it out for her. I stood behind her, brushing and looking at her face in the mirror. She was beautiful. I wanted to kiss her, but just then two other girls walked in, so we skipped the kiss, said hello to them and returned to our seats.
We chatted about the movie. I wondered why there was no fucking. Sarah said she hadn’t seen the movie either, but all of the “Spanked” movies built up the sexual tension at the beginning and ended with a bang, so to speak. We both laughed at her intended pun. It certainly was an arousing plot. I felt as if I was having foreplay with the men in the movie and I needed to know Miss Sherman’s release.
I said, “You know, if you need a place to stay while you are visiting, just say so.”
Sarah just smiled.
We held hands as the lights went down, our skirts went up and the movie started again.
The next scene had Miss Sherman in a cheer leader outfit. The tiny outfit consisted of a tight spandex sports bra, a top and a matching miniskirt, sneakers and her big pom-poms. She was walking through the gymnasium after practice and saw some of the guys on the team. She loved cheering for the basketball team, because every one of them was a big, tall, athletic man. She skipped over to them and flirted with them shamelessly.
The team captain was Jackson, “Why don’t you show us your newest cheer, Sam?”
The other guys chimed in, “Yeah, Sam, everybody knows you’re the best cheerleader. Show us.”
They were really laying it on, and Samantha was a sucker for compliments.
“Well, I don’t know, we aren’t supposed to reveal the new cheer until the big game. What if somebody sees?” she teased.
Karl said, “There’s nobody here but us, Sam. Who’s gonna see?”
The dick teasing cheerleader persisted, “Well, I don’t know, what if somebody walks in?”
Rashed said, “C’mon, let’s go in the locker room. Everyone else went home. Nobody will even know we’re in there.”
Samanatha said, “Well, I don’t know. We better not get caught.”
Jackson said, “We won’t get caught, Sam. Let’s go.” and they jogged into the locker room.
Samantha’s nostrils flared as the scent of sweaty men filled them. She was already steaming hot, now the scent of men turned up the heat inside her to full blast. Her breasts swelled, her nipples stiffened and her panties were soaked.
She was going to give these guys the best cheer they had ever seen.
…I knew that scent in her nostrils, the scent of raw, naked, sweaty men’s balls… a scent both exhilarating and intoxicating, possessing me and making me…do things…on-screen me would do anything those boys wanted me to do…
There was a long double-wide bench in the locker room running the length of the showers. It had a post on each end and one in the middle to support the towel racks above. Samantha jumped up onto the bench and started doing her cheer, dancing and high-kicking and shaking her pom-poms.
Every kick revealed her white panties with the big wet spot and every shake of her pom-poms made her big boobs jiggle. The guys watched her intently, hoping she would show them something.
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and turned on some music. She started a little strip-tease for them, “WAP” blasting form her phone. She tossed her pom-poms at the guys and started dancing lewdly, clinging to the center post like it was a stripper pole in a nudie bar.
She danced around the pole and stripped off her skimpy top throwing it at the boys, then she took off her bra freeing her incredible tits. The guys cheered her on. Now she had her back against the pole facing the guys and holding onto it above her head with both hands. She was humping her hips at them and slid down the pole, squatting in front of the guys with her wet panties clearly soaked thru under her little cheer skirt. She gyrated her hips to the cheers of the horny players.
…my hand was in Sarah’s lap now, and hers in mine…we were both drenched, edging each other during the naughty cheerleader’s sexy dance…I was sooo close…I wanted to cum with the girl on screen…and Sarah…I turned to kiss Sarah, such a perfect kiss, and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I pulled her top up, squeezing and massaging her big boobs…they were so firm and full…I tugged on her nipples and she moaned as I sucked her thick erect teats. I kissed her chest putting my hand around her sexy throat, holding her, and kissed up her neck to her ear, nibbling her ear lobe and whispering naughty things to her…very naughty things…the fiery redhead has sex on her brain… her orgasm hits like a speeding freight train…
The music stopped and the sweating slut stood on the bench, still holding the pole. Jackson stepped up and reached under her skirt jerking her panties down to her ankles. He put his hand around her waist, lifted her up and set her on a towel on the counter. The guys gathered around feeling her up and kissing her boobs, face and neck. Jackson finished kissing her and Joel stepped up. He silenced her moan with a kiss.
Samantha found a bulge with each hand as she felt up Russ and Karl, rubbing their boners as they kissed her back and shoulders. Jackson was sucking her erect nipples.
Miss Sherman moaned like a bitch in heat, ten hands and ten lips feeling and caressing and sucking here everywhere. She relaxed in their arms, naked but for her skirt, now little more than a wide belt around her humping hips. Samantha was like a ticking time bomb; the coming explosion would be intense. She slid off the counter onto the floor.
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