'God, that was neat,' she whispered.
'Yeah,' he agreed sheepishly.
'I'd love to stay longer,' she said, 'but I've got to get home.'
'What's the hurry?'
'I've got to pack for the training session,' she explained.
'What session?'
'Every new cheerleader has to attend a weeklong camp at the college,' she said.
'I thought you knew.'
'No,' he said. 'I didn't. I don't want you to be gone for a week. We're just getting started.'
'We'll see each other again, silly.' She giggled.
'Yeah,' he groaned. 'But a whole week without fucking again is too long, Ginger.'
Ginger loved hearing him say that. As she pushed her boyfriend off her naked body, Ginger felt the cum he had shot up into her willing young pussy running back out. They were both covered with the mixture of pussy-juice and spent cum.
As she cleaned up as much as she could, Ginger was thinking about what he had said. She agreed. She loved fucking. Going a whole week without experiencing those thrills again would seem like a long time.
Maybe too long, she thought to herself as a naughty smile crossed her pretty face.
Chapter Two
Ginger was waiting in front of her house when the van from her school showed up. The excited young girl had packed the night before. She had one empty suitcase to bring back the cheerleading uniforms that she would be titted for at the camp.
As the driver came around to open the back of the van, Ginger looked at him She didn't recognize him.
'I'm Coach Barnett, Ginger,' the man said as he loaded her bags. 'The new assistant foot ball coach.'
Ginger climbed up into the van. She was watching this older man. He was a hunk.
He was tall and strongly muscled, like a runner, or the winner at a swimming meet. As she curled in the captain's chair on the passenger side of the yellow van, she saw him peeking over to take a quick look at her, too. The small-titted teenager liked having this older guy looking at her.
Ginger had on a short, flowered, yellow dress that hit the middle of her thighs when she was standing. As she sat curled in the big seat, the dress was climbing up around her hips very quickly. She had on a pair of white panties, but had not worn a bra.
As she watched the man peeking at her bare thighs, Ginger felt her nipples crinkling up under the thin yellow material of the summer dress.
'I've never seen you around the school,' She said.
'Probably not,' he said as he turned and smiled at little Ginger. 'I was only hired a couple of weeks ago.'
'Really?'
'Yes I've seen you at the practice sessions for the cheerleader tryouts. And then yesterday, I watched you. You're good, Ginger. You deserved to win.'
'Thanks,' she said, grinning as she squirmed in the big seat.
'You look different today, though.' He laughed.
'Is that good or bad?' She giggled.
'A little of both,' he answered.
Ginger was still horny from being fucked yesterday by her boyfriend. All night, she had tossed and turned, thinking about the way his cock had felt up inside her pussy. She was worried about being all alone for a week in a new clity, with no one knowing anything about her. The pretty young cheerleader had listened to her friends talking about sex for years. Now, she knew what they were all talking about, and she wanted to fuck again and again.
She was hot right now. She was wondering if she could get up the nerve to hit on some good-looking guy at the camp, knowing that she had only one week to get what she needed from him.
There's only one way to find out, she thought, feeling her pussy getting all gushy and slick. Turning her chair, she faced the man.
'Do you think I'm pretty enough?' she suddenly asked.
'God,' he said as the light pink of her panties came into view 'You're beautiful, Ginger. Better than the other cheerleaders.'
The new coach stayed in the slow lane. Ginger let her legs part as she hooked one heel on the back of his seat. She opened wider, stretching her other foot out.
'They told me when I was trying out that a girl has to be a little bit of a show-off to be a cheerleader,' she whispered, her hand running sensuously down between her open legs to cup her dampening crotch.
As the young coach looked over in amazement, the pretty girl started to rub one finger up and down through that damp line that marked the slash of her pussy through the material of her panties. He felt his cock getting hard, tangling up in his shorts.
Coach Barnett could see the soft cunt-hair curling up around Ginger's panties.
As her finger trailed up and down, the patch of dampness grew wetter and darker. Her finger pressed in deeper, sinking into the little valley formed as her cunt-lips started to swell.
'I like showing off,' she purred, 'when a good-looking guy is watching me.'
Ginger tried her best seductive smile on the coach as she opened her legs the first time. As he responded, she got braver and more naughty. None of this was planned, but the sweet young cheerleader found that she was really turned on by teasing the older guy. She was pleased when his expression started to show his growing lust. Ginger wondered if his cock was hard. She could feel the heat building in her pussy as her finger ran slowly up and down over her burning cunt-slit.
Sliding her fingers around the leg opening in her panties, Ginger bared her hot pussy. The man driving watched as she deftly parted her curly cunt-hairs. Her pink inner pussy-flesh was wet. Her fingers slipped up inside, coming back out glistening with her cunt-juices.
'What else do you do?' he asked, watching little Ginger finger-fuck herself right in front of him. 'Besides letting guys watch?'
'I fuck them!' the excited little cheerleader groaned, shuddering through an almost instant climax as she got herself off in front of this man she had never met until ten minutes ago.
'Ooooh, God!'
Pressing the tip of her middle finger to the pulsating button of her clit, Ginger flicked it up and down. Her eyes closed. She knew that he was watching, and that made her climax even more thrilling. Hot spurts of cuntal juices coated her fingers and her panties.
Suddenly, she felt another hand at her crotch. His fingers slipped past hers, dipping up into the dripping wetness of her hot little cunt. Coach Barnett's hand caressed her feathery pussy-hair, then pressed excitingly into her overheated pussy.
'Mmmm!' she groaned.
Coach Barnett knew that he would be fired if anyone caught him doing this to a cheerleader, but she was so sexy. He drove, watching her as much as he could as she writhed in ecstasy. The feel of this tight young pussy was blowing his mind. She was so hot and squishy up inside. As he found her clit, she arched her back.
'Yes!' she screamed.
The older man rolled his fingers over the swollen bud of her clit. She pushed her hips forward, jutting. her sensitive clit out to give him room to caress it. Turning his hand, he slipped his thumb back up into her tight little fuck-hole as he used his forefinger on her hard clit. The combination brought on a body-shuddering orgasm that shook the girl.
It was almost a minute before Ginger came back down from her — wild orgasm. She looked over to the coach, seeing that he was still watching her as he drove.
She blushed, not believing what she had just let him do. Glancing down, she saw that he had a huge cock- bulge in his pants.
