The Cheerleader's Pleasure ❤

John took a deep breath before quickly huffing it back out, pushing himself from the sink counter. He stood up straight and then spun around to face the sinks. He placed his hand under the automatic taps and splashed his face.

When he turned back to look at Vanessa, she tried to look away from him but glanced back with anticipation a couple of times before tearing her gaze away in some act of defiance or denial. John took slow and deliberate steps towards the blonde, who **** her eyeline away from him.

John’s hand glided across the bully’s hanging breast and his palm grazed her nipple, drawing a moan from her lips. John maintained skin contact with her as he walked around. His fingers tingled as he drew invisible lines down Vanessa’s sides and over her hips before he stepped behind her and firmly gripped her ass, turning to face her once again.

Her ass filled both of John’s hands as he lowered himself down onto the ground again. He firmly squeezed the soft globes in his hands, massaging her cheeks before spreading her wide. His dick twitched, seeing her pussy literally dripping from the anticipation and yearning for his attention.

As he played with her ass and enjoyed the view, John noticed something. Though she was very obviously eager for John to begin pleasuring her, she made several awkward movements, including moving her wrists in an uncomfortable-looking way.

“G-green, green!” Vanessa whined, letting out a disappointed groan. John stood and began to walk back around in front of the girl, his brow furrowed. Vanessa looked up at him with confusion and desire as he lowered himself to bring him face-to-face with her once again.

“You’ve been in this position for a while now. I can only assume it’s starting to become uncomfortable. I’d rather maximise your pleasure, so do you want to switch positions before I make you cum?” John asked with genuine concern in his voice.

Vanessa blushed and opened her mouth, before looking away from him. “Gre-” she started, there was a pause, then realisation hit her. She looked forward but her eyes were directed downwards. “I mean, yes… I am starting to ache a little, my wrists and back are a little sore.”

John brought his hand up to Vanessa’s face and stroked her cheek before he stood. He braced Vanessa at her shoulders. “I’m going to remove the bindings now. I want you to put your hands behind your back once they’re free,” John instructed.

The cheerleader huffed out of her nose but nodded. Once the tension from her bound wrists was released, John had to steady her when she lurched forward. She placed her hands behind her back and they were bound again before John helped her stand. Once more he had to steady her as her legs buckled slightly when she stood up straight.

When the cheerleader was stable John let go of her, turning and taking hold of the blanket draped on the bench. He opened it up and then laid it on the floor. Turning to Vanessa he gestured towards it.

Vanessa looked at him as if he’d just said something stupid before shaking her head. “I don’t think so. I am not getting on the grotty bathroom floor,” she argued.

John crossed his arms, releasing a frustrated huff as he shot an irritated glance at the cheerleader. Vanessa met his gaze with a defiant stare.

His annoyance rose at her act and he closed the distance between them, forcing Vanessa to step back against one of the stall doors. For emphasis, he placed his hand on the door to the right of Vanessa’s head.

“I said I needed to earn your trust when we do things like this, but I also need to put my foot down too. I am the one with control in this situation. I told you to bend over the bench and you did it, I told you to put your hands behind your back when switching positions and you did it. And if you want me to make you cum, you’ll lay on the floor like I told you to.”

Vanessa had shrunken as John’s confidence reared its head, but once he’d finished speaking, she narrowed her eyes and pouted huffing, then pushing past him. By the time he turned to chastise her again, she was already lying on the blanket. “Good girl,” John said. Vanessa looked away from him, but he could see her face flush.

John lowered himself to the floor. His hand brushed against the blonde’s skin and her breath hitched. Using the UI collar he freed Vanessa’s hands. Towering over her, John tapped her right shoulder. “Leave your other arm behind your back but bring this one out, please,” he instructed.

Silently she did as she was told. John took hold of her arm in one hand and reached down to grab her leg with his other. He pulled them together and used the UI collar once more to bind her forearm and calf together, forcing them into the air.

He began to lean back but stopped. He placed a hand on either side of Vanessa’s head and looked down at her. She really was a beauty, which infuriated John just a little, she was this pretty yet she felt the need to be such a colossal cunt.

John silently inspected her and he noticed her eyelids twitch, her lips pursed and the blush on her face deepened. Her chest rose and fell as her breathing steadily deepened once again.

Finally, her sapphire eyes opened and she looked up at him, with a surprisingly **** expression. Gone was the imposing bully he’d known, replaced with a beautiful woman in a compromising position. John leaned down and kissed her, causing them both to moan into each other's lips.

Sitting back on his haunches, John looked down at the cheerleader. Vanessa bit her lip looking up at him, then tore her eyes away once again. Continuing, John tapped Vanessa on her left shoulder, though he didn’t say anything. Instead, he just waited. The blonde figured out what he wanted and soon enough her other arm and leg were bound together.

John crawled around the bully until he knelt in front of her. Now with her body completely on show, her arms and legs spread in the air, she was fully exposed. John had full access to her body and Vanessa knew it. Her entire face reddened and her eyes scrunched closed but her chest rose and fell with heavy shaken breaths. It was obvious how worked up she was.

The bully sighed, moaned and gasped as John touched her. He purposefully avoided her most sensitive spots but groped haphazardly. Once he was satisfied with his desire to touch her, his random caresses turned into a light body massage.

John stared down at her tits, gravity pulled the soft orbs to her chest, almost like something pressing them down. Just the sight caused John to let out a lustful hum. His hands moved up almost instinctively to cup her breasts; his fingers sank into them and the flesh spilled between his fingers as he caressed them. The blonde let out a moan and looked up into John’s eyes. “You like my… perfect new tits… don’t you?” she asked, huffing between each word. “You know… even though they’re bigger… my back hasn’t hurt in a while… it's amazing…”

Vanessa let out a pleasured cry when John smiled and pinched her nipples. “I guess that means you like them?” he asked, chuckling.

Rather than answering, she nodded frantically, letting out another moan. Her back arched, and her breathing became laboured. It was obvious that nipple and breast play was enough to bring Vanessa to orgasm, but John wouldn’t allow that.

The bully let out a disappointed whimper and glared at him when he released her, though to his surprise, she remained silent. Moving down her body, John’s focus turned to her flat stomach, he allowed his fingertips to glide across her skin. As he moved his hands to her hips, Vanessa was upset as her orgasm had reluctantly faded.

Sitting back on his haunches once again, John admired the cheerleader's fit body. She had no defined muscles, but her active lifestyle was evident. A smile crept onto his face before he removed his phone from his inventory and aimed the camera down at her. “Give me a pretty smile,” he ordered. An annoyed huff came from her but despite that her lips curled into a smile, making her look both lewd and cute when paired with the deep blush on her cheeks.

John stored his phone and smiled. He leaned down and stopped an inch from her stomach. Looking up at her, he smiled and whispered, “Good girl.” Any quip or complaint the cheerleader might have had was cut off by her moans as John pressed his lips against her supple skin. The first kiss was planted on her lower stomach, close to her navel, then he trailed kisses along her stomach leading down to her hip bone.

The teasing had a nice effect on Vanessa, making her let out quiet moans. John’s kisses moved down and down until he planted one right above her pussy. She whimpered as her chest rose and fell noticeably. She was quiet but John could just hear as she muttered, “Please.”

A smile crossed his face as he looked up from Vanessa’s crotch. The blonde let out a surprised yelp when John spread her legs apart. “Good girl,” he teased. “For being so polite, you deserve a reward.”

One last teasing act, John brushed his fingers up against Vanessa’s inner thighs. “F-fuuck,” she moaned loudly, continuing to be vocal as John kissed and licked her overflowing honey pot.

An appreciative hum came from John as he enjoyed the flavour of Vanessa, and the sensation of her soft folds as his tongue ran through them.

The bully’s whimpers and moans spurred him on as she writhed and squirmed under him. John made sure to pay extra attention to Vanessa’s reactions as his tongue explored her pussy as her breathing sped up once again.

John began to suck and gently nibble on the bully’s lower lips, which caused her entire pussy to twitch. Vanessa’s moans grew louder and her pussy began to flow when John extended his tongue to reach inside of her.

“F-fuck yes,” Vanessa cried, breathlessly. John leaned back, licking his lips as he caught his breath. Reaching down, John generously coated his thumb with the blonde’s excitement and brought his hand up to rest just above her crotch, giving him a comfortable position to directly and gently tease her clit.

Vanessa sounded like she’d run a marathon, her head had fallen back, and her eyes were closed. Using his other hand, John began to run his fingers between her lips, drawing out yet another extended moan.

Sufficiently prepared, he probed inside the cheerleader's pussy with two fingers. The attention she was getting was quickly building up Vanessa’s orgasm at an alarming rate; John’s fingers had barely entered her and he could feel her pussy contracting around them.

Suddenly, John stopped. Snapping away from Vanessa, his whole body turned as his heart stopped in his chest. The sound of the door creaking open was almost deafening.

The two heard a female voice, but with John’s heart suddenly louder than a beating drum, he couldn’t make out what was said.

He was able to differentiate two voices though and he looked down at Vanessa who met his gaze with eyes wide and filled with panic.

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