Chapter 7
Tammy bumped her hips to the left, to the right ... her legs were wide apart. The girls swayed and bounced to the band music. They bent over, put their hands on their knees, wiggled their little asses.
Tammy's tiny blue skirt pulled high on her ass, revealing her bright-yellow bloomers, the slice of skin below each asscheek. Pammy's skirt was high on her ass, too.
The girls turned around, and Tammy saw many of her teachers up in the bleachers looking at her. She smiled when she saw Mr. Plato, wondering if he had a hard prick in his shorts again. It thrilled her, remembering how he told her he shot off in his shorts one time while watching her cheerlead.
The game started, and the girls danced and cheered along the sidelines. Tammy was beside Pam, and she informed her of Mr. Preston's modeling offer.
"Sure, we'll let him take pictures and tease him to hell, and I'll bet he'll give us even more money," Pam said.
"Pam, you're so greedy," Tammy said.
At halftime, Tammy wandered back to the concession stand behind the bleachers to get a Coke. She stood at the counter and was joined there by Mr. Plato.
He slid in beside her and whispered: "I have the hundred dollars."
"Oh, hi, Sir," Tammy cooed.
"Let's go over there in the trees," Mr. Plato suggested.
"But, Sir, I have a game."
"The second half won't start for another thirty minutes, so we have time."
"But.
"I'll walk into the trees, and in a few minutes you follow in, when no one is looking."
Tammy watched him walk into the trees, along the path that led through them from the football field to the back of the school.
Tammy didn't know what to do, but she wanted the hundred dollars. She had been making so much money lately, and she loved the feeling it gave her, the independence; and she also wanned more and more to running away with Pam to California.
She sipped her Coke and walked slowly toward the trees. She looked behind her, into the parked cars, watching the people milling around the field. When no one was looking, she darted into the trees and walked down the path.
"Over here," Mr. Plato called.
He was near a clump of big bushes, standing against a thick oak tree. Tammy walked over to him. He took her in his arms, kissed her cheeks, her neck, lifted her hand to his mouth, sucked her fingers, then planted a hot, wet, open-mouthed kiss on her red lips.
Tammy felt the rise of his hard-on against her belly. Mr. Plato's tongue slinked into her mouth. His hands slipped down her back, over her blue pleats. His fingers moved, as if he might be playing the piano, and lifted her short cheerleading skirt. Then he slid his hands onto the luxurious flesh of her teen queen ass.
His hands clapped her round asscheeks through the thin, tight yellow bloomers. His tongue wagged in her mouth. His cock throbbed against her belly.
Tammy was gripped by a light-headed ecstasy. She liked the way her handsome teacher kissed her. She suddenly realized he looked a lot like Glint Eastwood. She wiggled her tongue lewdly against his.
Mr. Plato played with her ass, caressing, fanning his fingers all over. He began dry-fucking her. He humped down, his legs bent at the knee, and rubbed the knob of bis prick, all bulged out in his pants, against the crotch of her yellow bloomers.
"Okay, let's fuck!" he whispered.
"Sir, I'd like to, and I'd like the hundred dollars, but your boner is so huge ... I mean ..."
"Just let me do it to you . . . I'll just put the tip of it in, and we can fuck that way. You'll like fuckin', Tammy."
"Well., . "
He turned her around and leaned her against the tree. He unbuckled his pants and shoved them down with his shorts. His mammoth prick snapped to attention. Tammy looked at the thumping fucker with wide-eyed admiration, respecting the length.
He knelt in front of Tammy. He tugged at her bloomers and pulled them down, took them off, held them in his hand. He stood in front of her and clapped her panties to his prick, rubbed the crotch all over his foaming cock-head.
"Sir, don't," Tammy said. "I have to cheerlead. Don't get them all wet and sticky."
He smiled. "I'm gonna give you fifty dollars extra if you'll let me keep these bloomers, darling."
"I couldn't," Tammy gasped.
"Yes, you could."
"No!" Tammy cried. "I have to cheerlead, Sir . . . and, well, I couldn't do it without my bloomers."
"I'll give you a hundred to fuck you, and I'll give you another hundred for your panties."
Tammy was confused. But she was extremely excited by his proposition.
"You must really like my bloomers," she whispered.
"I worship them, darling. I love them because they've been so close to you."
Tammy had never heard such romantic dialogue. She felt a tinge of delight filter through her. "Oh, God, Sir ... I mean I'd like you to have 'em, but..."
"I'll just keep them," he said, the bloomers now dangling from his hand as he humped down and moved in on Tammy.
He clutched his cock with his other hand and pointed it at her plump pussy. He rubbed the big cockhead all over the warm, little muffin
. . . and when the cuntlips were all sticky, wet, hot, he shoved the tip of his prick in Tammy's fabulous young pussy.
"Ufff!" Tammy gulped.
Mr. Plato was all humped, his legs bent at the knees, his cock in his hand. He fucked slowly, fucking the round pricktip in and out of her teenybopper cunt.
"Whoof!" she cried.
Darling Tammy had never had a cock in her cunt, and she was overwhelmed with how delicious it felt.
Mr. Plato fucked two full inches of his big prick into Tammy's pussy.
"Ah," she sighed.
He humped back and forth.
"Ufffff . . . ah . . . mmmmm," Tammy muttered.
He fucked faster, shoved three inches of his thick prick into her sucking cunt.
"Ah, no . . . ooof!" Tammy huffed passionately.
"We're fuckin' now, Tammy," Mr. Plato said.
"Ah, ooofff, I know," Tammy huffed.
"Isn't fuckin' the greatest, Tammy?"
"Yes it is," she gasped.
"I'm fuckin' my big prick into your little cunt."
"I know."
"Tell me what I'm doin', Tammy."
"You're fuckin' your big prick into my little cunt, Sir."
"Do you like it?"
"Oh, yes, Sir!" she panted, her words like hot jets of steam.
"We're fuckin' right here in the trees . . . listen, you can hear the band," Mr. Plato said, rocking in and out, shoving four inches of horse prick into the schoolgirl's tight pussy.
"Yes," Tammy sighed.
"I'm your teacher, and I'm teachin' you how to fuck, Tammy."
"Oh, yes, Sir. Teach me how to fuck!"
"You want to learn, don't you?"
"Yes, yes!" she cried quickly.
"You want to be a good fucker, don't you, Tammy?"
"Yeah, yeah ... I wanna be a good fucker, Mr. Plato."
His cock plugged her young pussy. Tammy liked the hard hotness of the man's cock, the way he fucked it in and out of her cunt. She liked the friction of the thick cocklance, the way her pussylips sucked around the stiff cock.
He put his hands on her luscious hips. He fucked his cock into her pussy. He loved her with his prick.
"I love you, Tammy. I love fuckin' you."
"Oh, Sir!"
"Don't you love fuckin' your teacher?" "Yes, yes, I do! I love fuckin' you, Teacher." His cock drubbed her tender pussy. Tammy was in schoolgirl heaven, looking divine against the tree, her legs spread wide, her blue cheer-leading skirt up around her waist.
She looked down and watched the surge and pull of Mr. Plato's cock as he fucked it in and out of her young pussy. Her chin tucked in on her tight yellow vest. She loved the sound, the slurping suction of the action.
Mr. Plato reached around with one hand and cupped her ass. He held her bloomers with the other and fucked wildly, sending five inches of his eleven-inch fucker into Tammy's sweet pussy. "You beautiful little cunt!" he whispered, "you sweet little lover."
"Sir, you're so naughty, and your prick is so big, and you know you shouldn't be fuckin' me here in the trees, even though you're payin' me for it." "Yes, I should, because it's beautiful, and you know it is, Tammy."
"Yes, it's beautiful, Teacher. Fuck me! Fuck me with that big boner of yours!"
He fucked faster until his cock bulged in her young cunt. Tammy felt the throbbing. Then he shot his cum-load and an explosion of cream flooded the young girl's cunt.
"Tammy!" Mr. Plato cried.
"Fuck me, Teacher," Tammy sobbed. "Come on-fuck me! Fuck me with your great big boner!"
Her teacher fucked furiously, gave the youngster a ride to heaven, a sweet shower of ecstasy, for as he poured his cum-load into her cunt, she experienced the most gratifying, satisfying orgasm she had ever had.
"Ahhhhhh!" she gasped loudly.
Tammy ran back to the schoolhouse as fast as she could. She went to her locker. She found a pair of white panties and slipped into them.
God, what will I do? she asked herself.
She went back to the football field and took her position with the girls for the first cheer of the second half. She knew that when she bent over her skirt was high on her panties. She turned and saw the admiring looks.
The older men in the audience were gawking at her ass. She felt a tingle of excitement.
Then, completely forgetting she had on thin, white panties under her "skirt, she bumped, bounced, jumped and showed all the men what they wanted to see-her adorable ass.