The squad teases..then pleases

John Doe tried to keep from getting another boner as he stood next to his geography teacher, her left braless boob mashing softly against his right side as she held him close, her arm around his shoulders in an attempt to ease any anxiety the awkward teen had being in front of ten of the most popular girls in Tromaville High School.

Of course, the close proximity of the woman of his masturbatory fantasies only made his blood race faster through his veins. He knew she was having the usual effect on his previously softened dick. John could feel the cool air hitting the heated violet crown of his cockhead as it poked out the bottom of the borrowed coach short's leghole. The tight opening only further served to tantalize him as the material squeezed his dick tight against his thigh as it grew.

Nervously, John looked to the cheerleaders in a half-circle before him. Though they pretended to listen to Coach Kelly Testone as she explained how John would be helping, their minds seemed to be on what was happening below his ill-fitting shorts. John found it hard to concentrate on what Kelly was stating himself as his eyes went down the line of blue and gray clad pepsters before him.

Ashleigh was first on the left, and the blonde just looked at him with her big blue eyes and pouty lips and brought her tongue ever so imperceptibly over her pulpy pink bottom lip. BettyJean smiled more knowingly. He dropped his eyes to her bared navel, seeing her hands move. She was sticking her index finger in and out of her half-closed fist, as if to simulate jerking off. He felt his cock surge further, the whole head exposed now.

Candi was next in line, a pretty strawberry blonde with fair skin and pink-hued lips and cheeks. She nonchalantly brought her right index finger to her mouth and sucked it in for a few seconds. Desiree, a curly-haired brunette, stroked up the soft weave of her cheer sweater touching one good-sized boob ever so casually. Eileen looked at John, then looked at his cockhead, then brought her little hand to the same place on her barely covered thigh and rubbed it as if she had an itch. Frankie, a tomboyish-looking dark-haired teen with a killer body, lifted her skirt even higher when she saw what Eileen next to her had done, and scratched at the front of her pantycrotch.

John didn't know why he was letting the ten teases **** him so, but he continued to look down the line. He could feel a drop of clear pre-lube drip onto his thigh from his trapped cock and roll down his leg. The high school geek was just glad his hardon was stretching down his inner thigh, he didn't have to worry about it creeping against Miss Testone's tan bare thigh.

Gwennie, a wild-haired platinum blonde, took advantage of the few seconds her coach turned to address the other girls and fluttered her tongue at him in a tortuous way. Heather, a sunstreaked brunette, saw what Gwennie was doing to the poor lad and leaned in closer to her, licking at her ear ever so quickly. The torpedo-titted Inez arched her back and pushed her outthrust cones towards their new spotter even more obviously. That left Jessie in the lineup. The pretty redhead stepped towards John and then knelt down.

"Seems your sneaker's lace has come open, John! Let me take care of that for you!" she said as her coach finished her little speech and excused herself to answer the ringing phone in the office.

John turned his head to watch as Kelly Testone walked away, through the same doors from which he had recently entered the gym. Her swaying, gym shortclad ass now gone, he turned his attention back to Jessie. As he looked down to where she knelt, he could see right down the gap in her vee-necked sweater. Her round little titties sat nicely in a harness of white lace.

"Look, girls! Seems something else has worked it's way loose besides John's shoelace!" The mischievous miss' eyes met his as her hand slipped up his right thigh.

As he felt Jessie's hand smooth over his hot cockhead, he looked up to see the other cheerleaders swarm around him.

"Thanks so much for helping us!" one said as two others put their arms around his neck and began kissing him. John looked down to see Gwennie had joined Jessie at his left leg. They were opening the tight women instructor's shorts and tugging them down his legs.

"OH! Well! Hello to you, too!" said Jessie as John watched her talk to his cockhead after it popped straight forward after the two had freed his confined hardon and it hit her in the cheek.

"We thought we better work together, as a team, to help you get rid of this pesky problem you seemed to be having!" Gwennie chimed in, stroking his strong left thigh, then grasping his shaft ever so gently.

"You looked sooo uncomfortable sporting that wood down your shorts' leg!" came a concerned voice from behind him.

If John was uncomfortable before, he wasn't sure what he was feeling now, surrounded by these ten beauties. Hands were all over him, rubbing him, purring in his ear.

"What would Miss Testone say if she caught you with a hardon in front of us! She might expel you!" Jessie added in mock concern.

John smiled inwardly. They didn't know the sexual shenanigans he had just been involved with in Geography class.

From outside the bevy of cheerleaders, he heard a voice.

"Well, what's going on here?"