Young cheerleader Candy was certain her mom was sneaking the booze when she saw her all dolled up in her old cheerleader costume for the Halloween dance.

In the young girl’s mind, her mom was “over the hill” and the sight of her chubby cheeks peeking out from the undersized panties made her giggle with embarrassment and a little bit of fear that her male followers would find her mom ridiculous prancing around like some bimbo in search of willing cock.

In a way, she was filled with guilt because she had done the same thing a thousand times just to score another filled condom for her collection. The truth of the matter was that the daughter had - since her sixteenth birthday - done the dirty deed with ten times the number of stiff pricks that her mother had accepted in her entire life. In fact, she had quite the reputation for spending most of the school day on her knees or bending over some desk with her panties down around her ankles.

The school principal had recently discovered that the mother’s unshaven vagina was inordinately tighter than the daughter’s in almost every position. He was sort of an expert in that area, having sampled teenaged pussies on a daily basis for the entire length of his academic career. His ability to grant multiple orgasms without any effort made his covert passion a true secret because the little darlings were much too appreciative of his ministrations to blow the whistle on his perversions.

It was rare indeed to find a mature female with such potent sexual weapons and be of a submissive and obedient nature as well.

The head cheerleader’s mom was a gem to be treasured and he planned to give her a rousing exercise in anal flexibility as soon as the dance was officially started and all of the costumed females were fair game for fun and games of trick or treat activities. He had spanked head cheerleader Candy without mercy that very afternoon to remind her of her duty to start each morning for him with her willing mouth well-trained lips and tongue that knew the secret of drawing spunk from the shyest of males reluctant to spill their seeds in a beautiful girl’s open mouth.

There was no doubt it was a dirty business, all things considered, but most of the complicit females were eager to perform and even swallow all of the copious spending in hopes that they would be speared either in their pretty pussies or their tight little rear door stars at the conclusion of the draining of sticky residue.

At that very moment, Candy was on her knees under the principal’s desk and they were surprised by the district supervisor’s visit to relay the new instructions on processing claims of sexual abuse by one of the female students.

The supervisor was a prim and proper female with a restrictive girdle and old-fashioned nylons and garters attached like some parody of feminine charm. The mostly frowning middle-aged woman was frustrated in finding a male companion to tend to her itchy pussy and she had resorted to employing the use of a battery-operated device that she called “Bob” with a sense of dirty humor and mischievous disregard for appropriate behavior.

It did not escape her notice that the quivering ass cheeks under the principal’s desk were some female student giving him a nice suck-off like a good little girl. In a way, Helga was happy to see someone was getting some enjoyment so early in the day, but at the same time, she was envious of the unknown female getting the benefit of the principal’s huge tool almost in front of her eyes.

In a dangerously risky move to calm her nervous need for male attention, she sat on the edge of the principal’s desk. Helga placed her still attractive nylon covered legs on the arms of the principal’s chair and he could see that the center of her panties just inside her girdle was stained with the circle of wetness that betrayed her need for sex.  

Candy looked up at the supervisor’s naked thighs spread open and watched with dismay as he leaned forward to do his duty and eat her hairy snatch like it was his mid-morning snack.

Her face was slapping into the principal’s stiffness and his tender sacs in a rhythm that matched the movement of his tongue all over the supervisor’s suddenly flooded panties.

The three of them moved like a single engine of lust, giving and taking with no thought of consequences. Soon, the supervisor was panting like a silly animal using instinct instead of logic because of the joyful movement of the principal’s tongue into her needy corners and even back where her quivering little pucker was waiting patiently for some depraved attention.

The principal was unable to slow down his fall from grace and he decorated Candy’s throat with his long lines of white sticky cum juice, holding her by her ears to make certain she didn’t pull away until she had finished swallowing his entire load.

At almost the same time, Helga started yelping like some little lost dog and she squirted her happy ending right into the principal’s dripping face to seal his loyalty to her questionable authority.

The three of them heading in different directions with almost no words being passed, but they all seemed to be happy with the result of their three-way triangle of lust behind a closed door and would look for an opportunity to do it all over again.

***

The still attractive Gertie looked yummy in her daughter’s old cheerleader costume and she was more than satisfied with the way her chubby little cheeks hung provocatively outside the tightly fitted panty bottoms. She took every opportunity possible to bend over and display her wanton ripeness to any male with that special gleam of lechery in their sex-focused minds.

It didn’t take long for one of the senior boys to take her up on her visual promise and he took her hand to lead her into the school library to show her the secluded little computer compartments that were ideal for hanky-panky of raw sex in all its nasty forms when lust is uppermost on the minds of the participants. Her panties were down on her ankles before she could even ask the boy his name or if he wanted to do her from behind or with her legs up high in the air and her ass on the table.

The obvious choice of the young lad was to spread her ass cheeks and show her how a football wide receiver made contact with his target without delay. She felt him stretch her sphincter open like it was rookie defense against his demanding hardness and took his weight on her spine without a single protest. The high spirited young man pounded her relentlessly giving her no mercy for her sense of dignity. She opened up to him like she had never opened up to her husband. It was so right because this young stud knew exactly what he wanted and he took it without a single thought of stopping. Of course, Gertie had no inclination to stop him from degrading her flesh and her pretense of common decency. She just grunted and groaned like all the other girls he had speared with his long, thick cock and in the end, she was spouting gibberish in her inescapable orgasm that changed her into silly putty in his capable hands.

Even when he pushed her perfectly made-up face down to his messy groin to clean him up, she did not object and merely licked and sucked until he was clean and ready to return to the dance floor. All she had to do was to wipe her lips and pull up her too-tight panties under her cheerleader costume and smile like everything was back to normal.

The boy hooked his thumb in her vagina just to show her that he wasn’t finished with her yet and she nodded her head in agreement and promised to give him more of what he wanted before the dance was over. That seemed to mollify him and he went back to pick another interesting piece of ass from the pack of females waiting for a partner with stars in their eyes and hot slits hidden under their costumes like man-eating Venus traps of intense desire and passion.

Gertie went back in to the main hall and she was immediately snatched up by a pair of bad boy detention room habitués that grabbed her under each arm and almost frog-marched her into the music room with a convenient cot for the music instructor to take short naps.

“Boys, please, slow down, I don’t mind you tasting my honey, but I need to do it slow and easy because I am a bit tired at the moment.”

The big one pulled down her panties and spanked her lush cheeks with no consideration for her age or her self-esteem.

Gertie was upset at first but after the boy prodded and poked her rear door a few times, she was ready to do almost anything they wanted, provided they gave her a couple of good orgasms before they were finished. The smaller, younger boy was a novice about everything, but when it came time for him to show her his equipment, she smiled because it was about the largest package she had seen in her entire life.

“Oh, dear, that is impressive young man. What is your name?”

He brushed his wavy hair back on his head and slowed down long enough to fully explore her two breasts like he was buying a pair of cantaloupes at the market.

“My name is Josh, but my friends all call me ’big boy’ and I can tell you figured out the reason why.”

She smiled up at him and leaned forward to take his shaft into the back of her throat.

On the verge of gagging, she momentarily pulled it out and told him,

“You are so lucky to be endowed like a donkey, young man. I hope you know how to use that thing the proper way and will be able to last a long time before shooting your load.”

Both boys laughed and they proceeded to line her up for a two pronged insertion with one boy buried in her flooded pussy and the other pressing into her rear door to complete the double-edged whipsaw of passion that would certainly drive her into an early orgasm.

It was a good thing that the music room was soundproofed because she started to whine and sob with her pleasure that made her almost a complete madwoman with her limbs jerking about and her head moving to the passion of the moment as they humped and pounded her from both sides.

Josh had her ass in full control and he slapped her ass cheeks impudently like he was her master and she was the toy doll he needed to drain his weasel. It was difficult for her to concentrate on them singly and she just surrendered to the moment and serviced them both with equal measures of feminine honey given up with absolutely no reluctance or hesitation because she needed it as desperately as they did on this special night.

The bigger boy, whose name she still did not know and really didn’t care, insisted she tend to his hairy ass crack like her husband when he was in a punishing mood and wanted to see her give up all control and suffer the consequences. She didn’t like it at first, but when she saw how the young boy was enjoying her long tongue licking him in such a private place, Gertie went even deeper and she even reached around and jerked him off with her hand in a way that she was certain would result in an arc of cream shooting out to decorate the wall paper on the other side of the piano at the end of the cot.

Josh slipped quietly behind her and entered her quivering vagina from behind and they formed a perfect anvil and hammer losing all sense of time and space.

It was such a hot meeting of the flesh that Gertie almost passed out from the emotion of the moment. Then, she steadied and she made the older boy squeal with her long delicate tongue and jerked him hard until his spunk rose in a single arc colliding with the elves and fairies wall paper in a way that left long drooling lines of cum falling on the musical instruments below. She hoped the instructor would clean them off before the young girls and boys put them into their mouths for their daily exercises.

This time when she went back to the ballroom, Gertie made certain she was able to visit the ladies powder room to make repairs and bemoaned the fact that her panties were a total mess and she decided to lose them because her naked pussy was a far sight more decent than the evidence of her evening’s activities.

The next morning, the cheerleader’s mom looked at the disheveled cheerleader costume on her bed and she hoped she would have a chance to wash it before her daughter could suspect her questionable behavior.

It was one thing to have some innocent fun at a dance and quite another to behave like a depraved slut at the first opportunity. Still, the prom was coming up soon and perhaps she might volunteer as a chaperone to make certain the young people acted within the bounds of common decency. She smiled with a definite air of mystery because she was certain she would have to make every sacrifice to insure the young virgin girls stayed pure until their weddings.