T C - Young cherry cheerleader

She took her second-row seat, and the class started. As he lectured, Jenny noticed that Mr. Lewis was definitely making eye contact with her and looking over her whole body. She turned and looked at the other boys in the room, and a lot of them were staring at her.

The young girl tried not to smile as she thought about the power that her body had over men. She loved to wear a cheerleading uniform and other short skirts, because she could feel the guys' eyes almost penetrate her, and it made her feel good.

As Mr. Lewis continued his lecture, Jenny thought about the way that she sat, with her legs together, just the way her mother taught her.

She decided that wasn't going to be too much fun for Mr. Lewis. She already had a clue that her teacher might be hot for her. If she gave him a show in class, she knew that he would enjoy it. But there were only five minutes left before the bell to end the period and the school day.

Jenny slowly began to spread her knees as she sat in her chair. Soon they were about eighteen inches apart, and she knew that she was giving him a great view of her white panty crotch.

Mr. Lewis was now clearly distracted. He somehow fumbled through the last few minutes of his lecture, and the bell mercifully rang.

"Jenny Wilson, I'd like to see you for a minute," he said, as the students gathered their books and began to leave the room.

Young Jenny took her time getting her things together. Was she in trouble? Or was Mr. Lewis wanting to get a few minutes alone with her?

After the last students left the room, Jenny stood up and approached Mr. Lewis.

"Yes, Mr. Lewis?" she presented herself, somewhat nervously.

"Jenny, I need to talk to you for a few minutes," Mr. Lewis said as he sat in his chair.

"Have a seat," he told her.

Jenny boldly sat on the corner of his desk. He didn't seem to object, but looked a little surprised.

"Did you realize how you were sitting in class?" he asked.

"Yeah," she answered. "I thought you might like that."

"I did," Mr. Lewis confessed. "But it really distracts me from teaching. Besides, you're much too young for me to be feeling this way about."

"Feeling what way?" Jenny asked.

Her teacher paused, not knowing how to say what he wanted to say.

"Let's just say that when you act that this, it makes me want to do things that I shouldn't do."

"Like wanting to have sex with me?" she blurted.

"Yeah, you could say that," he said. "I don't have to tell you how much trouble that could get me into."

"Who's going to tell?" asked Jenny.

She curled a leg out across the desk, pulling her skirt up tight and showing her crotch again to Mr. Lewis.

"Oh, Jenny…" he murmured. "I want you really bad…"

"I want you too, Mr. Lewis," she answered, smiling and looking into his eyes.

"If you want to lock the classroom door, I won't say anything," he told the girl.

Jenny quickly got up and walked to the door, locked it, and closed it behind her, making sure that nobody was watching. Then she returned to Mr. Lewis' desk.

Her handsome teacher stood up from his chair, and Jenny's sparkling blue eyes immediately locked on an enormous hard-on protruding from his slacks.

"Yeah, Jenny, that's from you," he told her.

Jenny smiled with those little dimples.

"You're a little living doll, Jenny," he said as he took her into his arms and kissed her passionately.

Jenny had never really been held or kissed like this before, and she just wanted to melt.

Mr. Lewis put one hand around the little cheerleader's tiny waist, and placed his other hand on the back of one of her thighs, just below the hem of her little pleated skirt. He slowly ran it up under her skirt and grabbed her tight teen ass.

"Hey, Jenny, has anyone ever eaten your pussy?" he asked.

"No, but you can be the first, Mr. Lewis," she responded.

He reached under her skirt with both hands, grabbing the waistband of her cheerleading panties and pulling them off along with the underwear underneath. They dropped to the floor, and Jenny stepped out of them.

Mr. Lewis lowered Jenny onto his desk. She put her feet up on the edge of the desk and spread her legs far apart as he flipped her tiny skirt up and over her waist.

The little cheerleader looked magnificent, lying there in her cheerleading uniform with her teen snatch opened up for her teacher.

The little girl closed her eyes, then suddenly felt something warm and moist caressing her tender clit. She sighed deeply as her teacher stroked his tongue slowly across her pussy-trigger.

"Oh, Mr. Lewis… That feels wonderful…" she quietly moaned.

He licked her slowly for a few minutes, then sped up the action with more direct pressure on her sensitive organ.

Jenny could feel that warm feeling building within her again, the same warmth that she had felt a few days earlier when she had fingered herself to her first orgasm.

"Oh, Mr. Lewis, that feels sooooo good!" she moaned.

This time it was more powerful. The little cheerleader grabbed her knees and pulled them up tightly against her as she grimaced with the incredible intensity of her nearing climax.

"Oh, Mr. Lewis! I'm gonna cum! Oh! Oh! I'm gonna cuuuummmmmmm!!"

Jenny groaned in ecstasy as she became overwhelmed by the sensation. Her legs quivered slightly with the muscular release of tension. Pussy juice spurted out onto her teacher's face and pooled on the desk.

"Thank you, Mr. Lewis," she said. "I never felt anything quite like that before!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, Jenny."

"Would you like to fuck me, Mr. Lewis?" she asked.

"You bet!"

"I've never been fucked before, sir. I hope it's all right with you," she said.

"I'll be very gentle, Jenny."

Mr. Lewis quickly pulled off his slacks and briefs as he gawked at the young cheerleader. Her red snap-down vest, the white long-sleeve oxford shirt underneath, the flimsy red-and-white plaid pleated skirt now piled up over her waist, the white cotton knee socks and tennies… there wasn't a man alive who wouldn't have wanted to fuck this young lady, he thought.

His nine-inch spear was more than ready to give this girl a long-wanted fuck. The teacher pulled Jenny toward him, positioning her ass at the edge of the table so he could stand and fuck her as she lied there.

Jenny watched with excitement as he nestled the tip of his prick against her hot, eager pussy and rubbed it across the opening several times to get it nice and wet.

"Come on, Mr. Lewis. Fuck me!" she begged.

Suddenly, she felt him enter her virgin pussy. Slowly, he drove the head into her. The young girl was incredibly tight, and he knew he was going to enjoy this.

Mr. Lewis sawed it in and out of her slowly, pushing deeper with it each time until she was able to take most of it up her cherry teenage snatch.

"Ooohhh… Mr. Lewis…" she moaned. Jenny felt wonderful. She tingled with the sensation of her teacher's stiff prick filling her wet little fuck-box.

The horny teacher fucked the horny little cheerleader. With her feet on his desk and her knees up, he grasped her thighs and used them for leverage as he pumped his dick deep into her pretty little twat. Loud slushy sounds emanated from the loins of the two lovers as he gave her her first fuck, a tight wet fuck.

"We're fuckin' now, aren't we, Mr. Lewis?"

"Yeah, Jenny. I'm fuckin' your brains out."

The excitement level quickly built within him as he screwed the beautiful young J.V. cheerleader. He knew he couldn't take it too much longer with the incredibly tight pussy on this young girl.

"You like this, don't you, you little prick-teaser?" he asked.

"Yeah… it feels nice."

"You're such a good little girl. I've always liked fucking cheerleaders, especially in their uniforms."