Dominant Cheerleader v. 2.0

"That sounds like quite the weekend."

I nodded, but I couldn't keep the soft smile off my face. "I think I barely got any sleep the whole time, but I loved every minute of it."

"Did any of them fuck you?"

I shook my head. "No, it was like we all understood it was only about them getting their pleasure. Honestly, I think a lot of them were lesbians. Back in those days, it wasn't accepted as much or talked about as easily as it is nowadays. I think a lot of them just wanted to see if a male could be any good at it." I paused as she nodded. "From the number of times each of them came back over the weekend, I don't think I disappointed them."

"I'm not all that familiar with field hockey. How many girls are on a team?"

"There's actually eleven on the field at one time, but with substitutes, there were sixteen girls on that team."

"Sixteen! Now, that is impressive."

"Well, there were two older women who were the coaches. So, eighteen altogether."

"And those coaches took part in that too?"

I nodded. "Yes. Once word got around, they were right there too. They were a little more sure of themselves and aggressive about what they wanted from me, but I, I kind of liked that."

"I'll bet you did." Brooke had that bewitching twinkle in her eye again as she looked me up and down, her gaze lingering a while on my lips. "So if I decided to see how good you are with your mouth, would you be willing to do that to me for a long time?"

Oh my God! I couldn't believe what this beautiful amazon goddess was saying. As she said this, she let her legs fall even further to the sides and I now had a clear view past her high leather boots all the way up to her white silky panties. They hugged her warm womanly sex snugly and I could see the outline of a damp stain on her panties. Obviously her line of questioning and my story about the field hockey team was having an effect on more than just me.

"I...I, yes. I'd love to do that." I almost stammered as I blurted out my reply. "I'd do it for as long as you want me to." I looked up at her with an almost pleading look in my eyes. This was what I had always dreamed of; a gorgeous, tall, powerful women ordering me about and commanding me to pleasure her. I had pumped out many loads reading stories and watching videos with women like that. When I first saw Brooke as a member of the cheerleading team, she had become my number one fantasy, with me picturing her and me in numerous situations and scenarios with her ordering me to service her time and time again. I couldn't believe my good fortune. I was so glad I had gotten up the nerve to speak to her or this opportunity would have been gone forever.

"Well, Joseph," she said as she crossed her legs again. I looked like a hurt little puppy as she took the view of my desired treasure away from me. "I think we might be able to help each other out here. I was supposed to have a date tonight and was looking forward to a good hard fucking. But unfortunately, something came up and my friend had to cancel." She paused as she looked at me with a sultry look. "I still feel like I want to come a few times tonight, but I think now I want it to be with someone using their mouth on me. And so, if you do a good enough job making me climax, I just might let you come too." She gave me a smolderingly sensual look which made my cock get even harder in my pants. "Is that okay with you?"

"Yes, Brooke. Yes it is," I answered eagerly.

"Brooke? Now that we have an understanding, Joseph, you don't get to call me Brooke when we're together. You will refer to me as 'Miss' from now on. Do you understand?"

"Uh, yes Brooke...I mean, yes Miss," I replied sheepishly.

"That's better. That's my boy." She stood up and from my position seated in front of her, she simply towered over me. Her mammoth chest projected menacingly above me as I looked past those heaving orbs to see her gazing down at me. She reached forward with one blood-red fingernail and drew it teasingly around my lips. "Let's go, boy. I'm keen to find out what those field hockey players found so enjoyable."

She drew her tantalizing fingertip back from my lips, slipped on her jacket, and slung her purse over her shoulder as I rose from my chair obediently. It seemed kind of funny that I was 30 years older than her and she was calling me 'boy'. I didn't care, I actually liked the idea that it was her pet name for me. At this point I was more than willing to do anything she wanted me to, including being her obedient pet. As such, I followed her out of the store like a little puppy, following its master as she made her way across the parking lot to a nifty little sports car. She turned to me as she slid her key into the door lock.

"Where's your car, Joseph?"

"It's just right over there," I said as I pointed to my modest sedan about four or five cars away.

"Do you see that apartment building over there?" She pointed to a high-rise building a short distance away. It was a new building that I knew housed some nice apartment-type condos. "That's where I live. Follow me over right into the parking garage and park beside my car."

"Yes, Miss," I replied instantly.

"That's my boy." She was obviously pleased at my use of the word 'Miss'. "Let's go. I want to see if that tongue of yours is good for anything besides talking." I watched her gorgeous legs part as she slid herself into the driver's seat of her car. Her thighs parted deliciously as she drew her trailing leg inside and closed the door. I hurried to my car and she waited for me to pull out behind her before she accelerated and headed towards her apartment.

My God! I thought to myself. I couldn't believe my luck! My cock was like an iron bar in my pants as I thought about what this evening might entail. Now I knew why she didn't want me to order a decaf coffee. She wanted me wide awake to service her for as long as she wished, and I was only too happy to comply.

It only took us a few minutes to arrive at her building. I followed her into the parking garage and pulled my car into the vacant spot next to hers. She got out of her car and started walking towards the elevator without saying a word. I quickly locked my car and trotted after her. She pressed the button for the elevator and as we waited for it to arrive, I spoke.

"So how long have you lived here?"

"Did I give you permission to speak?" she said sternly.

"Uh...well, no," I answered with a look of confusion on my face.

"Look, boy," she said as she moved closer to me. Her statuesque Amazon-like body loomed over me and as she peered down at me with a stern look on her face, I felt like slinking away and crawling into a hole. "You will speak only when spoken to, do you understand?"

"Yes Miss."

"Good. If you have anything important to ask, put up your hand. I'm not in the mood for idle chit chat with my cuntlicker."

"Yes, Miss. Sorry, Miss." The elevator arrived and I followed her in and stood quietly at her side as it rose to one of the higher floors. We arrived at her floor and she strode confidently down the corridor and opened the door to her apartment. She entered and waited for me to walk past before closing and locking the door. She had turned on a small light in the entrance foyer and I could see that it was a tastefully-decorated modern apartment with a nice warm feel. The colors and tones gave it a comforting yet sharp appearance. She took off her jacket and threw it over a small chair and set her purse on a small side table in the entranceway.

"This way," she said as she breezed past me and crooked her finger for me to follow. She turned on a few lights as we made our way through the spacious apartment until we arrived at her bedroom. I stood at the door and looked around as she made her way across the room. There were floor to ceiling windows the full length of one wall giving a beautiful view of our majestic city. She pressed a button on a remote and I heard the soft hum of a motor as a series of blinds closed slowly. A light on the bedside table gave a soft glow to the whole room. The huge king-size bed was nicely appointed with warm rich colors. The whole place had the feeling of a welcoming spa. She put down the remote and turned towards me as she stood beside the bed with her hands on her hips with her feet about shoulder width apart. Fuck, she looked amazing!

"Come here, boy," she commanded. As if in a trance, I found myself moving across the room towards her, never taking my eyes off her tall gorgeous body. Her huge knockers seemed to beckon me as I let my eyes feast on the beautiful display of those full heavy breasts in that tight white sweater. As she loomed over me in her high-heeled boots, those luscious mounds were right in front of my face, mere inches away from my watering mouth.

"You like those tits, Joseph?" she asked with a teasing smile.

"Yes Miss. They're beautiful," I said with a gulp as I looked at those heaving swells.

"Would you like to get a better look at them?"

"Oh yes, Miss. Please, Miss?" I answered in a pleading voice.

"Tell you what, Joseph. Every time you make me come, I'll undo another button on my sweater. And then maybe once this sweater comes right off, I might think about letting you get your own pleasure, okay?" I looked at the number of small buttons remaining and counted nine more, the top three were already open.

"Yes, Miss. Whatever you say, Miss." I was willing to do anything to have a chance to see those magnificent breasts of hers.

"Yes, that's right, whatever I say. Here's one button for free to get you started." She reached up and plucked open the next button which showed a little more of the upper swells of those mouth-watering tits. Only eight more to go, I thought.

"Now, get your clothes off," she said, her low husky voice firm.

I didn't hesitate and pulled the shirt tails out of my pants and quickly peeled it off and tossed it to the side. I kicked off my shoes and socks and my pants quickly followed. I stood before her with my cock rock-hard pushing against the front of my white fitted boxers.

"Not bad," she said as she slowly walked all the way around me, looking me up and down. Her tall voluptuous body seemed to dwarf my own and I felt small and insignificant under her inspection. "Now get down on your knees, Joseph." I immediately dropped to my knees and remained silent as she moved between me and the bed. She still had on those sexy thigh-high boots and I could almost smell the warm leather as she stood before me. My face was level with the hem of her little black skirt and my eyes zeroed in on that teasing slit over one thigh. The smooth creamy skin of her toned thighs looked deliciously enticing as it stood out in bold contrast to the black of her skirt and boots. She sat down on the edge of the bed and leaned slightly back as she supported herself on her straightened arms behind her.

"Okay boy, crawl over here," she commanded. As I started to crawl forwards, she let her legs roll apart provocatively. As the gap between her thighs started to widen, her little skirt rose higher on her hips and I was treated to a view of the soaking-wet front panel of her white silk panties. As I moved further forwards, I inhaled deeply, her warm musky scent invading my senses.

"You like that smell, don't you, Joseph?" she asked as she'd been watching me breathe in her sensual womanly aroma.

"Oh yes, Miss." I was positioned now far up between her spread thighs and her little skirt had ridden well up to expose her smoldering panty-covered pussy. That wet silky material was all that was coming between her steaming cunt and my waiting mouth.

"Lick me through my panties first, then I'll decide if I'll let you have the real thing," she said teasingly.

I reached up with my hands to place them on the insides of her supple white thighs and just as I was about to touch her, she stopped me. "Un-uh." I hesitated and looked up at her expectantly. "Just your mouth right now, Joseph. I haven't decided if I'll let you touch me with anything else just yet." I'm pretty sure she was referring to my cock as well as my hands so I left them in my lap as I brought my face forwards. Her luscious musky scent was intoxicating as I breathed deep and it only fueled my ardor even more. My cock seemed to get even harder in my shorts as I extended my tongue. I pressed it against her damp panties at the base of her slit and licked upwards along the full length of her hot wet trench.

"Oh yeah...you've got it," she said encouragingly as I licked at the sodden silky material. I could taste her sweet nectar as I licked and sucked at the moist fabric. As her womanly taste invaded my senses it spurred me on to lick more enthusiastically. Soon the whole front of her panties was shining with a coating of my saliva as I licked and pressed my tongue against her hidden snatch, sucking her succulent juices right through the warm wet silk.

"Well, Joseph, you seem quite eager." I flicked my eyes up past her heaving breasts to see her looking down at me with lust-filled eyes. "I like that in my men. Let's see how you do with the real thing. Take my panties off." As she lifted her hips slightly, I slid my hands beneath the hem of her short skirt until I encountered the waistband of her silk panties. I peeled them over her widespread hips and down her legs. I carefully slid them over her thigh-high boots and eased them down until I pulled them right off.

"Give them here," she said as she sat up slightly. I passed her the panties and she turned them inside out and held them out towards me. "Do you want these? Does my little cuntlicker want to suck on wet panties?"

"Yes Miss," I said, my eyes not leaving the glistening fabric on the inside of her panties.

"All right then. Show me how much you want to suck my cunt-honey right out of them." She pressed the panties against my face and I almost swooned as the musky aroma invaded my senses. I sucked and chewed at the wet fabric as I savored her womanly flavor. She was right—it tasted like the sweetest honey in the world to me. Pure ambrosia.

"That's my boy. That's it, suck out every drop," she said as she watched me work over her panties with my mouth. "You can keep those as a souvenir. You can suck on those more later. Right now, I want your mouth someplace better." She released her hold on her panties and leaned back once again. I knew where that someplace better was. As she leaned back and supported herself with her arms behind her, I removed her panties from my mouth and set them to the side. As I turned back towards her, she let her legs drift even further apart. Holy fuck! She had the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen! She was totally clean shaven and had long pouty pussy-lips that seemed swollen with need. Her whole crotch was shining with her sweet juices. I followed the long line of those moist pink labia upwards until I encountered her large pink clitoris. It was so big as it poked out from the folds of flesh surrounding it that it looked like a little cock, erect and begging for attention.

"Mmm..." I moaned with pleasure just from the sight of her beautiful exposed womanhood laid out before me. If I was on death row and had a request for my final meal, it would definitely be Miss Brooke's pussy.

"Okay, get to work Joseph. I'll let you know when I've had enough," she said firmly. With my eyes glued to her steaming box, I slid my tongue forwards and pressed the flat of it against those wet pouting lips. I licked up the full length of her fleshy peach as I tasted the tart warmth of her delicious secretions. As I got my first direct taste of her succulent juices, I instinctively craved more. I slipped my tongue between the damp pink folds and probed deeper into her hot little box.

"Oh fuck...yeah...that's it," she said encouragingly as I swirled my tongue deep within her molten trench. As I bathed the sensitive membranes lining the walls of her vagina, I felt a wave of her discharge flow onto my tongue. I quickly drew it back into my mouth and let the savory flavor coat my taste-buds. I swallowed eagerly and plunged my tongue back deep into her in search of more.

"That's good...go nice and deep," she said as she started to give off a series of low guttural growls. She rolled her hips up against me as I pressed my face flush up against her fleshy labia. Wriggling my face closer, I buried my tongue as deep into her as I could. I think we'd both been turned on by the events leading up to this moment. I could hear her starting to pant breathlessly as I kept my tongue busy deep within her. I rolled it in slow teasing circles over the seeping coital walls as far inside her as I could get it, until her hips started twisting from side to side, letting me know my efforts were getting to her.

"Oh fuck! I need to cum already. Get that tongue on my clit," she commanded. I eased my tongue from between the clutching walls of her cunt and slid it upwards. As I encountered the swollen spire of her erect clit, I pressed the flat of my tongue against it and bathed it with my saliva. "Oh yeah...fuck, that's good." I flicked my eyes up past her heaving chest and saw her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back in pleasure. I moved forwards and drew that fiery little nubbin between my lips and started to suck on it.

"Oh God...yes!" she hissed as I sucked and licked tantalizingly at her sensitive clit. "Oh fuck...just a little more...just a little...OOOHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKK!" She let out a long deep groan as her orgasm hit her. Her legs were quivering and shaking on either side of me as I kept sucking and licking at her throbbing young cunt. With my lips wrapped around her pulsing clit, I felt a wave of her juices wash over my chin. As she convulsed and shook through a toe-curling release, I felt my cock surge against the front of my shorts. I don't think I had ever been this hard in my life, and my cock hadn't even been touched yet!

She kept spasming and bucking her hips up against me for about a full minute as waves of ecstasy shook her from head to toe. I kept sucking and nipping tenderly at her throbbing clit as she continued to twitch and buck her strong powerful hips up against my face. As her climax finally started to slow down, I released the sensitive bud from between my lips and quickly slipped my tongue to the base of her slit. I slid my tongue right into the slippery groove and licked up her silky discharge.

"Mmm," I moaned out loud. I nursed softly at her sensitive labia as I sucked and licked up her tasty juices, loving the feel of her silky goodness sliding my throat.

"Oh fuck, you are good. Now I know why that field hockey team kept you busy that weekend," she said as she looked down at me softly licking at her exposed womanhood. She sat forward and I instinctively sat back on my heels and looked up at her. She lifted her hand past the huge mounds of her tremendous breasts and plucked open the next button on her sweater. "There's number one," she said as she let her hand fall back to her side. I looked up at the exposed creamy flesh at the opening of her sweater. I could see the full swells of the top portion of those massive tits as they strained at the tightly stretched fabric of her white sweater. A portion of the dark line of her deep cleavage was now clearly visible. I was aching to see the rest of that magnificent chest and knew I would do whatever it took to have the chance to even just gaze upon that mouthwatering rack.

"Only seven more to go," she said teasingly. "I'll tell you right now, Joseph. I like to come...a lot. I'm going to use that pretty little mouth of yours until your face is numb, and then I'm gonna make you keep going." She paused as she shifted her wide hips, as if settling herself into place for a good long session. "Are you ready to get back to work?" She leaned back on her arms with her beautiful sweet pussy laid out on full display in front of me. Her blonde hair was now slightly mussed, and it surrounded her pretty face sexily. As I looked at that gorgeous face, her huge tits tightly encased in that clinging white sweater, her little black slit skirt and thigh-high black leather boots, she was an absolute dream. I couldn't believe she had chosen me as her little plaything tonight.