The girl wants to be on top, in every possible way

Cherilynne pushes you away, dragging your shirt over your head as she does so. She throws it aside, then drags her fingernails over your bare chest. With a wicked smile she says one word. "Strip!"

You rip your shoes off your feet in a flurry, then your socks and pants. You don't notice until your underwear is gone that you're the only one naked.

"Uh, aren't you going to take off your uniform?"

Cherilynne smiles like you were obviously joking. "Don't you think I look hot in this tight little uniform?"

She has a point. "Hell yeah!"

"Good. Now lie down and we can get started on some serious fucking!"

You lie on your back on the gym mats and Cherilynne crouches over your waist. For a moment it seems odd that she's clothed and you're not, but then she runs her hands over your chest and it's hard to think about anything else. Her soft hands slide down your stomach to your waist, where she gently strokes your rigid cock. She rises up a little and puts a hand under her skirt to slide her panties to the side, then guides herself down onto your cock. Her pussy is hot, wet heaven.

"God Cheri, I can't believe you're doing this," says Tawny.

"You may have taken head cheerleader from me, but you were always head slut," adds Taylor. Megan laughs at the joke.

Cherilynne moves up and down on your cock slowly. She doesn't seem at all upset by the insults. She almost looks like she pities the girls who made them. "It's funny, John, but you'd think that Megan would be licking my boots. She's always brown-nosed the head cheerleader. In fact, they should all show more respect. Is there anything you can do about that?"

The slow massaging of your cock by Cherilynne's excellent pussy puts your mind in a haze, but you try to answer with confidence. "Sure I can. Watch this."

Suddenly all the girls look at their head cheerleader with adoration.

"Come on, ride that cock!" yells Tawny.

"You're the best, Cherilynne!" yells Wendy, a short Asian cheerleader.

Even Taylor sounds like a lifetime member of the Cherilynne fan club. "God, I wish I was half as good with the guys as you are!"

"Oh my fucking god," says Cherilynne with a smile. For a tiny moment she looks slightly overwhelmed, but then the massive confidence of a cheer queen returns. "You really can change us in any way you want, can't you?"

She picks up the pace of fucking ever so slightly as she takes your hands and guides them to her huge breasts. "If you can do that, then you should be able to do the one last thing I want."

"What's...?" You pant, completely out of breath. "What's... the thing"

"I want you to make me irresistible to men."

"Seriously? You're... already... pretty irresistible."

Cherilynne laughs, throwing back her silky black curls. "Maybe, but it's hard to be every guy's type. I want you to make it so that they literally can't resist me. Give me... what was it they called them in that biology book? Pheromones! I want super pheromones that make any man in the world do any thing in the world just to make me happy. Or is that more than you're capable of?"

She begins moving her hips in a circular motion, grinding every part of your cock and making it hard for you to concentrate on the best answer to her request.