A demonstration for the team

Tanya stayed flat, bent over a table as Mr. Gerard fucked her from behind. The wooden edge cut into her thighs. She found herself driven into the table with every thrust.

"Listen up," Mr. Gerard's voice boomed but he wasn't speaking to her. "This is now a cheerleader. It looks like a person, but it's not. A cheerleader is a fuckhole with hair you can pull and limbs you can stretch. She'll do any disgusting thing you ask and heal fast afterward."

Tanya found it hard to listen as her pussy was moaning ecstatically at the thickness of the cock shafting her.

Mr. Gerard cupped and crushed her tits with his stubby fingers.

"What do you need to do to fuck a cheerleader of your very own?" he continued. "You boys need to win a football game this Friday. Win the game, and you get to fuck Tanya here all weekend long."

The coach grunted as he came and Tanya found herself lost in orgasm. All that had been denied to her pussy by Phil's gang came rushing and dazed her. Her cunt exulted in being filled by a man's cum.

She drifted a bit.

Mr. Gerard slapped her back to reality.

"Squat over my hand, slut."

As Tanya sat back and let the cum drain out of her, she found herself facing the school senior football team. Their faces were flushed and they were looking at her tight body with lust.

"Snarf it down."

Tanya turned and obediently licked up the mixture of her juices and Mr. Gerard's cum from his hand, licking with her delicate tongue the fingers that had just crushed her breasts. Not even this degradation could take away the natural high she just got from having her pussy fucked.

Satisfied, Mr. Gerard dried his hand in her hair.

"Until you win the game, though," he kept talking. "Keep your hands to yourself. I catch one of you frigging Tanya without winning us a game and you are off the team. We have much better uses for cheerleaders than that. Dismissed."

The young men shuffled out. The lunchbell rang.