Corrupted by the Naughty Diary 18

The Slutty Cheerleaders Crash the Meeting

Right now, according to the announcement that Kristen had read, the faculty board meeting to decide the cheerleader's new uniform was underway. Sitting in her bedroom, Kristen had her own idea of how sexy the new uniforms should be.

And on how Coach Vicky Morgan should convince the faculty board meeting should be convinced to let the cheerleaders wear the skimpy outfits. Kristen opened her dairy, her pussy so wet, and grinned, so ready to pen her next tale.

* * *

Coach Vicky Morgan

I sat nervous as I waited to go inside. I was all alone. I thought about bringing my girls, but I decided against it. They had rejected my proposal saying the uniforms were too skimpy. So I had an even more conservative design.

It was Mortimer Love, the dean, that had torpedoed the last one. He was an uptight man. Despite the fact that Ms. Waters--the college's slutty librarian that let herself be used by any faculty member in the break room--and Ms. Kwon--the school's guidance counselor who was rumored to be training girls to be sluts--were on the board, I still had to lengthen the cheerleader's skirts. They were at the knees now, and they had full-sleeve tops.

It was ridiculous. No other high college had uniforms this conservative. They were baggy, too, but the girls needed new ones. They hadn't been updated since the sixties. The design was so outdated, but... This one wasn't much better.

Maybe I should just abandon the idea.

Or maybe if Mr. Doubery, the computer science teacher; Coach Rodriquez, the gym teacher; and Mr. Stone, the chemistry teacher rumored to be having an affair with Ms. Salazar, had the balls to stand to the dean, my girls wouldn't have to be dressed like nuns while out there cheering on the teams.

"Coach Morgan," a voice called.

I took a deep breath and headed out with my poster board with the new redesign. I stepped out before them. Ms. Water wore a wicked smile. I bet she had no panties on and probably one of the men's cum spilling out of her pussy. The others all looked a tad bored. Dean Mortimer Love fixed his beady eyes on me. He wore glasses, his head balding. He was a rotund man. A short man.

A little man.

"Let's see the redesign," he said. "They better not be as slutty as the last."

I put up the poster board and pointed at the design, "As you can see, the new uniforms are tasteful. Skirts are longer. The shells don't fit as tight and there is no longer even a hint of a V-neck. It fits snug around the throat. And now they will wear shorts and not just spankies beneath their skirts so there's no chance of anything stimulating. We really need these. Our uniforms are... outdated."

* * *

Coach Morgan wants to update the uniforms into something utterly slutty. She's tired of the conservative direction of Dean Love. He's had her redesign them twice, wanting them to be longer. Shorts worn beneath the skirts that fall to the knees. Loose-fitting tops.

Coach Morgan is fed up. She wants the girls wearing boob tubes, short skirts, and no spankies or panties beneath. She wants her girls bare-ass and sexy. The dean and the male teachers are shocked, but Ms. Waters and Ms. Kwon are both sluts, so they're excited.

The coach explains how the girls will be able to really move in them, but Dean Love is appalled. The other men pretend to be, too.

Dean Love is such a prude.

* * *

Coach Morgan

"The girls will really be able to move," I said, taking such delight in exposing my new redesign. Boob tubes and skirts so short they would barely cover my girls' asses. Of course, they would wear nothing beneath the skirts. They were cheerleaders.

They were there to get the crowd pumped. Roaring. Ready to cheer the home team on.

"This is outrageous," Dean Love the great prude said.

Mr. Stone hid his smile while Mr. Doubery kept his face emotionless and nodded. They were all sucking up to the man who had the power to make or break their careers. I was fed up with kowtowing to the small-minded bigot. He was locked in the fifties. It was the twenty-twenties now.

"These are even more scandalous than your last proposal!" exploded from the dean. He stood, his face growing red. The flush spread across his balding pate. "Just disgusting. Lewd! No panties! This is sinful! Depraved!"

"The girls will be able to move better by wearing as little as possible," I said. "Your proposed changes would restrict their movement.

"I like them," Ms. Waters said.

"You're the college's free-use slut," Dean Love muttered. He might be a prude lauding Christian values, but he fucked her every chance he could.

"Mmm, they really will boost the girl's self-esteem and get the boys ready to win," said Ms. Kwon. "I approve."

The dean shook his head. "Not while I run this school will I allow something that lewd and pornographic! The rest of the world might want to plunge into depravity, but I won't have it in the hallowed halls of this mighty institution of education! This is not some bordello or bawdy burlesque show! This is a school!"

I smiled. I thought this might be the case. I had a plan. "Let's bring out the cheer captain, Buffy. She's in the prototype. Then you can really see how it looks and how well she's able to move in it. Buffy!"

Buffy Halderson sauntered into the room wearing the purple boob tube and the purple skirt with the gold trim. Her firm, tanned thighs flashed under the pleats. Her round boobs jiggled under the skimpy top. She came right up before the board.

Mr. Stone, Mr. Doubery, and Coach Rodriquez all groaned at the sight of her. They stared at her like she was a piece of meat. I smiled from ear to ear. I knew this would work. Once they saw the barely legal slut in all her glory, they would surrender to their lusts.

Only Dean Love sneered. How long could his morals hold out against such a delicious, barely legal ass that was Buffy Halderson? The blonde sauntered forward, her blue eyes sparkling. I knew her pussy was dripping wet.

I knew mine was.

* * *

Buffy Halderson

"Young lady," the dean gasped as I skipped around the table, past the other teachers, and sat on his lap. "What are you wearing?"

"Don't you like it, Dean Love?" I cooed, rubbing my ass into his crotch. I felt him swelling hard. He chubbed up beneath me. I would melt him into a pile of pudding. I was so ready to make him howl. "I think it's perfect."

"Strumpet!" he growled and shoved me off his lap.

I gasped as I stumbled, barely keeping my feet in my heels. I was between him and the table, but I was undeterred. I knew he would be a tough nut to crack. The other men--well, the two women, too--stared at me with such excitement. I glanced at Coach Morgan.

She nodded at me and flashed me a thumb's up.

"Mmm, don't you see how well we can move?" I purred, bending over before Dean Love. "This lets us be so flexible." The cloth rode up and over my rump. I flashed my shaved pussy right at Dean Love. My cunt was practically in his face.

"Little harlot, what are you doing?" growled the dean as I wiggled my hips and touched my toes.

"It looks like she's thrusting her cunt right into your mouth," said Ms. Waters. "Why don't you eat her out?"

"Yes, yes, if you don't feast on her young cunt, it could damage her self-esteem," Ms. Kwon added. "You don't want to harm her emotionally and stunt her development, do you?"

"What?" spluttered the dean as I backed up my ass and pressed my pussy right in his face. "Buffy Halderson!"

I ground on him. His chair rolled back. I chased him. He hit the wall as I kept rubbing my hot, young snatch on his face. I was so wet. I must be smearing my cunt cream across his features. I brushed his nose. His lips. His cheeks.

But he didn't lick me. No tongue flicked out and lapped at my young snatch. He turned his head so that I rubbed on his cheek. Wow, wasn't that so rude of him? This guy just didn't want to enjoy some free cheerleader poon.

Well, then I would have to take matters into my own hands.

"That's okay, Dean Love," I cooed as I spun around to face him, my pleated skirts swirling around my thighs. The others were all staring at me with lust. "I can use my mouth on you, if you won't use it on me."

"Strumpet!" he protested as I dropped to my knees.

"Should have just eaten her pussy," the hunky Mr. Stone said. He was one of the most handsome teachers. Rumor had it Ms. Salazar had tempted him into cheating on his wife by bribing him with the sweet delights the home ec club cooked up.

Lots of tarts and pies were found there.

"Stop that!" the dean protested as I unzipped the gray slacks he wore. "You stop this right now, Miss Halderson. You are risking being in big trouble."

"Me?" I purred as I opened his fly and pulled out his erect cock. "You're the one hard for a nubile student. Why would I be in trouble?"

Mr. Doubery chuckled. "She's got you there, Mortimer."

I swallowed Dean Love's cock as he spluttered. I slid my lips over his salty dick. He had a short, fat one. I nursed on him. He groaned, his hand loosening his dark tie. I winked at him as I suckled on his cock.

The other teachers were all watching with amusement. Ms. Kwon purred something that made Ms. Waters giggle. I felt Mr. Stone, Mr. Doubery, and Coach Rodriguez all staring at me with such hunger. They wanted me so badly. My hips wiggled from side to side, my pussy dripping juices.

It was so hot sucking the dean's cock. He might not be a handsome man, but he was still in a position of power. He ruled this school, and yet he couldn't stop me from sucking hard on his cock. He couldn't do anything but squirm there.

"Strumpet," he growled. "This is wrong. Don't you know what you're doing?"

"Oh, I think she knows just what she's doing," purred Ms. Waters. "My, my, such good technique. Did you teach her that, Vicky?"

"Of course I did," Coach Morgan said. "The football team is so nice to let my girls practice giving head on them."

"Wonderful," Ms. Kwon said. "Only a slut would want to be a cheerleader, so I am glad that you're overseeing the development of all the skills they'll need in life. They can't be cheerleaders forever."

"But once a slut, always a slut," Ms. Waters purred.

"Yep," Coach Morgan purred. After all, she was a former cheerleader. She would know. She practiced on the football players, too. She could take on so many cocks at once. She was amazing.

I focused on Dean Love's dick. I suckled on him with passion. I bobbed my head, working my lips up and down that delicious cock. I had to make him erupt into my mouth. I craved that so much. I wanted to have all that cum spurting from his dick.

Just splashing against the back of my throat. I nursed hard on him. He groaned as I loved him. He stared down at me, such lust burning in his eyes. I winked at him as I loved his cock. His dick throbbed in my mouth. It was just perfect.

"You little hussy," he groaned as I suckled on him. "You can suck my dick, but I won't give in."

Once he was cumming, he would give in. he had to.

I suckled on him with all my might. I nursed on him with passion. I just had to make him cum. I wanted all his salty jizz spurting into my mouth. I loved Dean Love's cock. I stared up at him as he squirmed in the chair, his cheeks bright red.

He squirmed, trying to resist. But fighting a cheerleader sucking your dick was like fighting the tide. Every man would lose. He balled his hand into a fist as my tongue slid along the crown of his fat cock and brushed over his slit.

"You little strumpet!" he roared and erupted.

His hot, salty cum spurted into my mouth. I moaned at that wonderful jizz spurting over and over and coating my tongue. The spunk splashed against the back of my throat. I closed my eyes, reveling in this delight. It was just so delicious having all his cum spurting into my mouth. I enjoyed it so much.

My hips wiggled from side to side as I enjoyed all that spurting cum. He drenched my mouth with his jizz. It was just fantastic to have all his spunk splashing my taste buds. He grunted out his pleasure as I swallowed down every wondrous drop.

"Well, will you give my girls their new uniforms?" purred Coach Morgan. "They will, of course, be available for your inspection whenever you wish. One. Two. As many of my girls as you want. And, of course, weekend visits to your home."

"No!" he roared as he fired the last of his cum into my mouth. "I will not allow such skimpy, disgusting uniforms to be worn by the cheerleaders at my school!"

I ripped my mouth off his cock and straddled his lap. "Really?" I pressed my pussy down on his still-hard cock. "Even if I do this?"

I plunged my cunt down his dick.

He groaned, his face twisting in pleasure. I had all his fat cock in me. I squeezed down on the dean's dick. He snarled and shook his head in violent protest. He glared at me. He really wasn't going to submit. That was awful of him. I couldn't believe that he was being so stubborn about this. It was just awful of him.

"Coach Morgan," I moaned, sliding my cunt slowly up his cock, "I think we need the others."

Coach Morgan put her whistle in her mouth and blew. The shrill note echoed through the room. I glanced at the doors and smiled as the other cheerleaders entered naked. Mercedes, Pita, and Alexandra all strutted nude into the room, their boobs jiggling. They were each gorgeous.

"See, Dean Love," purred Coach Morgan as the other girls were moving toward the other men in the room. "They have nothing to wear. It's the new uniforms or they go out there in nothing at all. I mean, that will really get the crowd pumped, too. Maybe we'll just do that."

"You disgusting harlot!" roared Dean Love, his cock throbbing in my pussy. "You foul, loathsome witch corrupting these poor girls with your sluttish ways! I will not stand for it! I will not!"

He gripped my hips and lifted me off his cock. I gasped in shock. How could he resist my young pussy?

* * *

Dean Love wants to fight those urges. He tries desperately as he lists Buffy off his cock, but he can't control himself any longer. He's a randy pervert trying to keep in his lusts. In his home, he has so much schoolgirl porn.

He has tried to appear virtuous. To be a righteous man in front of the community, but now... now he's been pushed to the limit.

* * *

Dean Mortimer Love

I ripped her pussy off my lap and snarled in rage. I had been so good for years. I had avoided the temptation of all these barely legal schoolgirls, but now this strumpet thought she could control me. I would show her.

I flipped her around as I stood. She squeaked as I bent her over the table. Around me, the other cheerleaders were planting themselves on the men's laps. Stone, Doubery, and Rodriguez were all weak men, kissing them and enjoying their nubile bodies.

I ripped my belt off as I pinned down Buffy to the table, my left hand planted in the small of her back. The pleats of her short skirt covered her rump. Coach Morgan watched with heat in her eyes while Buffy squirmed.

"Fuck me, Dean Love!" the strumpet moaned.

"You little harlot," I roared and flipped up her skirt to expose her ass. she had an even tan. Of course, the little slut sunbathed nude. I drew back the belt and slapped it down on her ass.

CRACK!

"You dirt, filthy temptress!" I roared as that delicious sound echoed through the meeting room. "Think you can use that whore-pussy to lead me into sin!"

CRACK!

"Oh, yes, yes, whip my naughty ass!" moaned Buffy, her butt-cheeks clenching. Two red welts striped her ass. "I've been suuuuch a bad girl."

CRACK!

"You take such pride in being a wicked harlot!" I roared. "In being a strumpet leading men into sin with that evil hole between your thighs! With that tight, hot honeypot!"

CRACK!

"God, yes!" she moaned, squirming there. Her pussy juices spilled down her thighs. The spicy aroma of her pussy filled the air. She was such a wanton thing.

CRACK!

"Mr. Stone!" gasped Mercedes as she was shoved to the floor. Stone pushed her head into Ms. Kwon's skirt. The cheerleader-slut moaned, clearly eating her mentor out as Stone rammed his cock into her pussy.

"Oh, yes," Ms. Kwon moaned in delight.

On the other side of me, Alexandra squealed as Coach Rodriguez gripped her slender hips. He pumped the redhead up and down his dick. Her clit piercing flashed as he held her by the hips. Her boobs bounced as she moaned out in rapture.

"Oh, yes, yes, Coach!" she gasped.

"Sodomize me, Mr. Doubery," whimpered Pita. The Hispanic slut was bent over the table like Buffy, Doubery pressing his dick between her plump butt-cheeks. "Yes, yes, just like that!"

Ms. Waters rose. I watched in stunned shock as she dropped to her knees before Coach Morgan. The librarian buried her head beneath the cheer coach's skirt. Coach Morgan gasped in delight at the lesbian passion. An orgy raged around me.

I stared down at Buffy's ass. "You!"

CRACK!

My belt fell across her butt-cheeks, my dick thrusting out hard. "You did this!"

CRACK!

"You corrupted them all!"

CRACK!

"Harlot!"

CRACK!

"SLUT!"

CRACK!

"Yes!" Buffy howled, her ass glowing red. "I'm a fucking cheerleader! An exhibitionist slut getting off on every guy in the stand, and a lot of the women, fucking me in their imaginations as I shake my pompoms! And you don't even have to imagine it. You don't have to pretend to fuck my ass! You can fuck my slutty, wanton, sinful, cheerleader asshole, Dean Love!"

I rammed my pussy-soaked cock in between her welted butt-cheeks. The heat of my punishment burned around my dick as I slid down and found her anal ring. I pressed right against her backdoor, the other girls and women in the room--the other sluts--all moaning in delight.

The slattern's asshole surrendered with such ease. She had taken dicks back here before. She moaned as my cock sank into her bowels, squirming on the table. I breathed heavily, my dress shirt fitting so tight about my chest.

I bottomed out in her. I had every inch of my dick in schoolgirl ass. I loved her hot bowels around my dick. She felt amazing. She gasped and squirmed beneath me. I loved it. I savored how she held me tight. I groaned as she gripped my dick.

"Dean Love," she moaned in abject delight.

"Fucking whore," I snarled. "Just take it!"

"Yes, sir!" she cooed with such delight.

It was a beautiful thing having her asshole around my dick. She massaged me with her snug asshole as I glanced at Coach Morgan ripping off her blouse to reveal her round boobs. She gripped the back of the librarian's head, moaning in delight.

I slammed back into Buffy's asshole, savoring that delight. Alexandra squealed as Rodriguez bounced her on his dick. He worked her up and down his shaft, moaning his pleasure. He was enjoying her pussy while I fucked away at Buffy's bowels.

"Mr. Doubery!" Pita moaned. "Oh, that's it, mi hermosa! Fuck my tight asshole!"

"Cheerleader slut," the math teacher groaned as he fucked her hard in the asshole.

"Mercedes, ooh, ooh, you would be a wonderful mentor for my program," gasped Ms. Kwon. The Korean slut shuddered as she enjoyed the tall and slender cheerleader's mouth.

"I'd love to mentor burgeoning sluts," gasped Mercedes, Stone fucking the whore's cunt hard.

I reveled in Buffy's asshole. Schoolgirl bowels. It was a dream come true. I pounded her, making her spanked and welted butt-cheeks jiggle. She moaned as she squirmed on the table, gripping my cock with her delicious and velvety hole.

My nuts swung, slapping into her taint. It was just a perfect delight. I was so glad to feel this. I would fuck the slattern hard and make her cum like the whore she was. She would milk my dick. I would spurt into the whore's asshole.