Renee has her squad warm up on him

Kelly Testone watched from afar, amazed at the resiliency of young Mr. John Doe and his amazing cock. She watched her cheer squad surround the stiff-cocked lad. 'This is just what they need!' she thought, rubbing the tight crotch of her athletic shorts as she relived her recent encounters with his youthful prick. '..Some young innocent who will help them release their sexual tensions before the cheer championship, who won't go bragging around the school that he had the whole cheer squad!' Seeing her cheer captain Renee had things well in hand (in more ways than one) Testone turned to head for her office to get caught up on some paperwork.

"There we go, sweetie!" Renee remarked, the bubbly brunette rising from her crouched position before John, brushing her hands together in accomplishment of her task.

"But, Renee.." John stammered, looking at the brassiere tourniquet the stunner had just applied to his erect cock and swollen balls. "Won't this keep the swelling from going down?"

"Don't you worry, honey," Renee answered, cooing into the gawky student's ear as she slowly wound her way behind him. "My girls and I want to make sure when you do blow, we take care of that pesky hardon so you can help us out on the floor!" The perky pepster eased John down onto the gleaming out-of-bounds area on the gymnasium floor.

" You just let us do the work now, mister!" Renee told him with a smile, poking the tip of his nose with her little index finger before she got to her feet again. The head cheerleader now turned her attention to her ten teammates. She clapped her hands together sharply three times, in part to draw their attention away from John and his handsome cock.

"Okay, girls!" Renee began to order. "You are to warm up today by sprinting over to this cutie, peeling your briefs down and off and doing three quick squat thrusts atop him. After that, get up, and go to the back of the line and do it again two more times. Any questions?"

Silence in the gymnasium.

"Good! Everyone in line then!"

John watched the sexy miniskirted misses quickly form a line to his right. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. All of them on top of him? He thought he'd died and gone to heaven.

Renee kneeled by his side as she watched her squad go through their paces. Half-dressed teen after half-dressed teen straddled the lad, doffing their blue bloomers and tossing them at his face. He couldn't help but inhale the enjoyably different fragrances of each squad members' undies before they slipped off his nose and ended up in his lap. He watched, in turn, Ashleigh, BettyJean, Candi and Desiree squat low and hump him tantalizingly as they stared him in the eye. Then they would take off just as quickly to leave room for their 'sisters'.

John looked at his bloated cock before Eileen took her place. It was greasy with the mixed juices of the squad. The veins throbbed with the trapped blood caused by the impromptu tourniquet. He so wished he could cum right now!

It was sweet **** as Frankie, Gwennie, Heather and Inez took their places atop him. The lad's eyes glazed over, nearly crossing, as the cheerleaders repeated their wind sprints after Jessie lifted her pert ass from her lap.

Renee left his side for a moment, allowing her squad to continue. Despite his predicament, or maybe because of it, John wondered what she was up to. He saw the line of girls start to stare in one direction and followed their gaze. The gawky lad heard gasps as well as giggles from the group. They blocked his view. He wondered what was going on.