Lesbian Coach Seduces A Rookie Cheerleader

The sunlight streamed through the cheer clinic’s gymnasium windows, casting a warm glow on the polished floor. Today was orientation day for the brand new squad, and veteran cheerleader Rachael couldn’t hide her wicked grin. She knew what the day would bring – an opportunity to mold and corrupt the innocent newbies under her tutelage.

Rachael sauntered over to the gaggle of fresh meat, her perfectly toned athleticism on full display in her skimpy, colorful cheer outfit. She sported an expression of condescending amusement.

“Alright, rookies,” Rachael announced, her voice dripping with false sweetness. “Now that y’all are officially members of the squad, it’s time for bonding exercises to help you little lambs get acquainted with us big bad wolves, if you catch my drift…”

The naive young women glanced at each other nervously. No one had mentioned anything about “bonding exercises” in the cheeky brochure or during the recruitment fair. What had they gotten themselves into?

Rachael clapped her hands briskly. “Let’s start with a fun game of Simon Says, cheerleader edition! I’ll call out instructions, and y’all have to follow them to a tee. No exceptions!”

The timid freshmen nodded vigorously, anxious to impress their seasoned coach. As they stood before Rachael in a neat line, backs straight, hair pulled into pert ponytails, their youthful innocence pierced the air. Rachael took a deep breath, savoring the delectable scent. It was going to be a very productive day indeed.

“Simon says… put your hands on your hips,” Rachael commanded with an authoritive tone. The girls obliged, silently mulling the odd request. She continued giving out increasingly bizarre motions, like “Simon says touch your toes and make a moaning sound.” Or “Simon says stand on one leg and rub your chest.” After a while, Rachael’s sadistic amusement twisted into glistening depravity.

“Simon says,” Rachael purred lecherously, eyeing the nervous freshmen with a roving gaze. “Simon says slide your hands underneath your bras and vigorously fondle your breasts for ten full minutes. And get creative with those nubbies, if you know what I mean!”

The holy shit! moments cascaded like a downpour. The girls’ eyes bulged out of their sockets, their jaws unhinged, as Rachael watched in lascivious fascination. After a beat, they timidly reached under their tops, and gingerly started massaging their tits. All the while, Rachael scrutinized their every ardent squeeze, her arousal building with each push and pull.

Annoyed by the half-assed groping, Rachael growled, “Do it like you mean it, you prudes!” Startled, the novices began to buck the boat, suckling their own nipples with increasing fervor while moaning like the naughty sluts Rachael knew they wanted to be. Overcome by exuberance, they hiked up their tight tops, revealing the voluptuous frills within. The bitter taste of vengeance dribbled down Rachael’s chin as she drank in the sight of the moralistic priss-pots prancing around like wanton whores.

“Very good!” Rachael exclaimed. “Color me impressed, fresh meat!” She sauntered over to a young debutante, her hand lasciviously trailing along the girl’s slender body.

The rookie nervously tittered as Rachael pressed her against the wall. The coach’s warm breath caressed the rookie’s ear, while her sultry voice whispered, “Do you want to be a real cheerleader, babygirl? Then I need you to do exactly as Coach says. Understand?”

The rookie swallowed, hesitating. Fuck, on one hand, she wanted to be the perfect cheerleader. Rachael had that intoxicating something that reeled her in, promising pleasure…and pain. But her husband was a step away from discovering her secret world. Tears welled in her crystal blue eyes.

“I…I can’t,” she sniffled, trembling uncontrollably. “My husband would-”

DING! Rachael had successfully seduced the rookie cheerleader tens boarded up and aft!

Rachael smirked, knowing full well her hypnotic guise had ripped through the babygirl’s defenses, unleashing the insatiable nymphomaniac within. “Don’t worry, sweetthing. From this moment on, your wants and desires are all that matter. I’m going to make you cum harder than you ever have before. Just relax…”

Putty in Rachael’s skilled fingers was all the nervous rookie. As Rachael passionately kissed her, she let out a delicious moan, her body melting into her new coach’s deft touch. Rachael palmed the rookie’s ample breast possessively, tweaking her budding nipples through the thin fabric of her uniform. The rookie arched her back, whimpering with pleasure as Rachael nipped and sucked at her delicate neck.

Rachael pulled back, her gaze predatory. “Get on your knees,” she hissed. “Time to put your mouth to good use.”

Driven by feral lust, the rookie eagerly complied. She fervently latched onto Rachael’s pulsating clit, hungrily suckling the swollen bud. Rachael interlaced her fingers into the rookie’s silky hair, shuddering as hitched breaths escaped her parted lips. Her hips gyrated, riding the rookie’s eager tongue.

“Ooh fuck yes!” Rachael moaned, her body quaking with glacial desire. “Suck out my nectar, little girl! Drink it down…every last drop!”

The rookie fingered her dripping slit, rutting her hips in time with Rachel’s fierce bucking. The sight of the naive rookie devouring Rachael’s gushing pussy sent a rush of heat through her veins. She plummeted to new depths, reveling in the orgasmic throes that rocked her body like a tidal wave.

“My my, looks who’s hungry for it,” Rachael purred, massaging her heated walls. “I told you, babygirl… your wants come first. And I’m going to show you exactly how good it can feel.” Rachael reached down, tracing her fingertips over the rookie’s heaving mound, eliciting a scalding shudder. “Would you like me to pleasure your tight little cunny? I promise to make it feel so very good…”

The rookie whimpered in delighted submission, nodding eagerly. Rachael licked her lips, her eyes shimmering with wicked intention. “Then lay back and let Coach do all the hard work.”

Slowly, tortuously, Rachael peeled the rookie’s soaked thong down her quivering thighs. Once completely bare, she resumed her teasing licks along the rookie’s slick folds. The rookie tossed her head back, lost in sinful ecstasy as Rachael awakened her unsung pleasures. She rocked against Rachael’s lips, desperate for that delectable friction. With a devious grin, Rachael spread the rookie’s dripping petals, lapping up her fragrant essence with eager relish. The rookie’s moans grew louder, more urgent as each sinful lick drew her closer to the edge.

“Oh God, oh God!” she cried out, clawing at Rachael’s back. “I’m…I’m gonna…”

“Then cum for me, you dirty slut!” Rachael growled, driving two fingers knuckle-deep into her pulsing sheath. “Let it alllll out!”

The dam burst, drowning the rookie in a sea of euphoria. Her legs trembled as wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed over her. Rachael continued fucking her convulsing pussy, until the rookie was completely spent.

“Welcome to the team, babygirl,” Rachael murmured, sneering down at the Rookie in utter triumph. “I knew you had a dirty little secret just waiting to come out and play. And now…I own you.”