Leya's Cheerleader Tryout -(mf, ff, oral, anal) ===================================== You're sitting in the coach's office, nervous. You've already been through two round of tryouts - grueling challenges that tested your endurance. You were then told that you were one of the finalists for one of the coveted spots on the cheerleading squad. The last stage was an interview with the football coach. You were nervous about this - the coach was a legend in the school and in the community. During the 25 years that he's been running the program, he's never failed to take the team to at least the quarterfinals, and has won the state championship an astonishing nine times, including each of the last two years. If your school has a god, it's him. You glance around the room, looking at the awards behind the desk, the freakishly neat desk (not a paper on it!), the door behind you leading to the boys' locker room, anything and everything to keep you from thinking of how nervous you are. He walks in through the other door. This is the first time you've seen him this close. Though he's showing some touches of gray in his hair, he still cuts a very handsome figure, and very obviously stays in shape. He smiles at you and you feel a little tingle inside as you nervously smile back. Following him through the door, much to your surprise, is Erin, the head cheerleader! She was at the earlier tryouts, of course, but for some reason, you didn't think she'd be at this one. As the head cheerleader, Erin was, of course, one of the most popular girls at school, the senior girl that every freshman wanted to be like. Indeed, Erin was kind of like school royalty - her mom joined the cheerleader squad during the coach's first year, eventually becoming head cheerleader in her senior year, and two of her daughters had followed suit. Erin's own little sister, currently a junior, was the next one set to be head cheerleader. Tall, brunette, and stunning, she was the fantasy object of every straight male in the school. She smiles at you as she closes and locks the door behind her. "Hello Leya," the coach greets you, "Erin was just showing me the video of your audition. I must say, I was very impressed." "Thank you, sir." you reply, as you try to figure out why the coach would be watching your audition tapes. "You have a gymnastics background, right?" the coach asks as he sits at the edge of the desk facing you, "and some ballet?" "That's right," you answer. Erin walks behind your chair and stands there. "It's clear to me," says the coach, "that you've got the performance skills that we look for in our cheerleaders. The reason that we have this interview is to determine whether you have the attitude to be a cheerleader for this school." "What do you mean by attitude?" you ask. "Well," says the coach, "let me tell you a story. When I came here many years ago, the football program here was an absolute mess. Players didn't want to play, and school spirit was in the toilet. I changed that, and built this school into a football power. Do you want to know how I did it?" "Yes." you reply. "I realized that to be great, those boys on the field needed a strong support system behind them. And that the key to that was the cheerleading squad. Do you know what the cheerleaders are for?" You think for a moment, and answer "to cheer the team on and build school spirit?" "Close," the coach replies with a kind smile, "but not quite. The cheerleaders at this school know that it is their job to support the team. To give those boys something to look forward to. To make them feel good. When I came here, Erin's mother, who was only a freshman then, joined the squad. With her help, we developed a plan to remake the squad from a bunch of spoiled privileged girls into a team dedicated to the good of the team. Since then, the cheerleaders have been our secret weapon. By doing what they do for the boys and for the coaching staff, on and off the field, they make the team successful. The question is, are you willing to do what it takes?" As he's speaking, the coach subtly flexes his hip forward. It's a small motion, lasting only for a second, but it draws your eyes to the stiffness in his pants. The coach has a hard-on! you think with an internal giggle. Unconsciously, you tongue swats across your lip. You look back up quickly, hoping that he didn't see you. Realizing he asked you a question, you answer "Yes sir!" "Atta girl!" he says with a smile. "Now, part of the cheerleader's job is to sense what the team or the coaching staff needs, and to give it to them. Do you understand what I mean?" Your eyes are drawn again to the coach's crotch. You swear you see it pulse. You look back up at him. He gives a smile and a little nod, and you realize that he saw you looking at his crotch! You look down at it again, this time letting your gaze linger on it a bit longer. You look back at Erin, who smiles and nods at you. You look back at the coach's eyes, and see that he's smiling a bit wider now. You feel yourself getting wet between the legs as you lick your lips and answer him, in your most coquettish voice: "Well, I'm not sure coach. Maybe if I had a hint." He laughs a little as he responds, "well, right now, I have a need. If you can guess what it is and satisfy it, you'll make the squad." You look down at his crotch again. You now understand what is expected of you. And you want to do it. Not just to become a cheerleader, but because the sight of that hard cock has made you very horny. Licking your lips, you kneel in front of him, and undo his pants and pull his underwear down. You marvel at the size of his cock. You slowly wrap your lips around just the head, rolling your tongue around it. The coach inhales sharply as your tongue swirls around the head of his cock. You reach a hand up and begin playing with his balls. "Erin," he says, "you were right about this one." "Have we ever steered you wrong?" Erin asks, as she walks to the desk to watch you. You notice she's taken off her skirt and sweater, and is now only in her bra and panties. She climbs up on the desk behind the coach and snakes her arms around him. He turns his head towards her for a deep kiss. Looking up as best you can with a mouthful of dick, you see Erin undoing his shirt and running her hands all over his now exposed chest. "No," he says, breaking the kiss, "you, your mom, and your sisters have always been right on the money." Erin giggles as she sits to his right side. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulls into his embrace as they begin kissing again. You hear a soft click, and see Erin's lacy bra tumbling off the edge of the desk. Looking up, you see his hands are now squeezing and massaging her tits. "And you," she says as she comes up for air, "have always been like a daddy to us." You swear you hear an emphasis on "daddy," but your mind is in such a fog from all that's happening that you can't be sure. You see Erin grinding her naked tits and panty-covered pussy against the coach's naked torso. You can hardly believe what is happening. So you decide to just roll with it. You increase the pace of sucking on his cock, drawing more and more of his shaft into your mouth. He uses one hand to grab the back of your head and pull you gently but firmly down further. You feel the top of your head brushing against Erin's thigh as you suck his cock. "Erin," he says, "I think our friend is a bit overdressed. Why don't you fix that?" Erin giggles and slides off the desk and comes behind you as you continue working your mouth around the coach's massive cock. You barely register as Erin opens your blouse and pushes your skirt down to the floor. You're too occupied with the thing in your mouth and the tangy taste of precum on your tongue. Before you know it, you're completely naked. You feel fingers playing with your pussy and unconsciously hump back against them, only casually realizing that they're Erin's. "Mmm, coach," Erin purrs, "she's nice and wet. Really juicy." Erin comes up wraps her arm around your waist. You moan around the coach's cock as you feel her large tits press into the naked flesh of your back. "Leya," she whispers in your ear, "it's a nice cock, isn't it?" You nod and moan, feeling his balls scrape your chin. "Wouldn't it feel great up your cunt?" You moan in the affirmative again. Sliding your mouth off his engorged dick, you stand up and wrap your arms around his neck. Lifting yourself up, you slide your sopping pussy down onto his hard shaft. You scream in ecstasy as you feel him filling you up. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you press your tongue into his mouth. He reciprocates as he starts pumping up and down, driving himself into you as his dick rubs against your clit. You're so turned on that you can't stop yourself from cumming. Dimly, you hear yourself screaming in ecstasy as the moment hits you. As the feeling subsides, you feel that he's still hard inside you, filling you completely. He grabs your waist in his massive hands, and slowly pushes your upper body backwards. You're now lying back in mid-air with your pussy full of his cock and legs wrapped around his waist. He's sure strong! you think to yourself as you look up at the ceiling. Suddenly, your view of the ceiling is blocked by a naked pussy. Erin's doffed her panties and is now straddling your face. You reach your hands out and grab her thighs to steady yourself as you plunge your tongue into her cunt. Her moans mix with your own as you explore every inch of her cunt with your tongue, sucking on her clitty as you spread her pussy lips with your tongue. She's moaning and writhing above you as you work her cunt. Suddenly, she pushes your head and shoulders up harder as she cums, flooding your mouth with her juices. That's enough to push you over the edge again. You scream as a massive orgasm rips through you, sending torrents of juice down over his cock. His hands slowly raise you back up, but he never loses the connection to your pussy. You wrap your arms around his neck again and kiss him, as passionately as before, but with more relaxation. You feel his hands reach around and cup your ass as he pushes himself into you harder. You're so relaxed that you barely feel it when his finger slides up your ass. Instead, you reflexively push yourself back against it. He smiles as he works two fingers up your ass and encounters no resistance, just a tight squeeze. Suddenly, you feel his fingers withdraw. You moan in disappointment- the fingers up your butt were bringing you closer to another big cum. But your disappointment turns to joy as you feel something larger pushing its way up your butt. You look back, and see that Erin is now sporting a strap-on dildo, almost as big as the coach's cock. You groan in pleasure as the massive fake shaft slides up your butt. You can't believe the sensation when they're both fully inside you. Erin and the coach start pumping together, forcing themselves deeper inside you. Your breath is coming in ragged gasps as you feel that wonderful feeling building in you again, bigger and better than any of the earlier ones. You're yelping and panting now as the two invaders push up inside you, harder and faster. You emit a half-strangled gasp as the climax starts, howling as it runs through you like a massive electric current. Finally, the stimulation is too much for the coach and he shoots a load deep inside you. As he softens, you slide out of him. But Erin pushes you back on the desk and starts licking at your pussy to clean it off. Soon, there's no trace of his cum on your pussy, and Erin pulls you in for a passionate kiss, letting you taste him on her tongue and lips. Your breathing is coming in long, slow gasps as you unwind. The coach reaches behind Erin and undoes the strap-on, wiping it clean and putting it in cabinet behind his desk. You hear the sounds of people approaching through the locker room. "Congratulations," Erin says, "you've made the squad. It's time to meet the team." Without bothering to get dressed, Erin leads you out into the locker room. As the voices get louder, you feel your pussy getting wet again...