Chapter 4

What Dan needed was the motivation for the bullies and, through that opening, he could find their weakness. For this reason, he spied on Jax for the next week.

Jax had a routine of punching down on smaller students and hitting on younger ones. He did both with enthusiasm.

The smaller students were resigned to their fates as punching bags and the girls looked bored. The obvious disinterest the female student population had for Jax went unnoticed by the jock. From willful ignorance or stupidity, Dan couldn’t tell.

But as Dan watched Jax preen for his jock friends and puff out his chest for the girls, Dan was hit with an idea. A terrible, wonderful idea.

Dan caught Jax fucking one of Cara’s cheerleaders, her toned thigh up on a bench. She had her phone out. Obviously, she felt nothing as Jax thrust desperately into her.

The problem was clear to Dan. Jax had the body of a good lover but none of the techniques. He didn’t caress the cheerleader or say anything to her.

If they knew each other and had a natural attraction, this would not be a problem. But they didn’t, so it was.

Did Jax even know she was talking on the phone now?

Dan could watch no longer. He made a noise.

Spooked, Jax pulled his condom-covered cock out of the cheerleader and fled. Jax left her there with her dry pussy exposed and skirt upturned.

“What a pussy,” she cursed.

“I agree,” Dan said, coming out from behind the locker of the changing room.

She gave a little squeak of surprise before covering herself. “Who are—no, I know you.”

“Yep, I’m the guy with the deadbeat dad. I was also accused of assaulting Carla.”

“Carla? Oh, her.”

He joined her on the bench, sitting so his legs straddled the sides like hers. “Do you know what I did to her.”

“If you are trying to get me to confess that we got her to make it up, then you have it. Not like it matters.”

“That’s not why I am here.”

At his hungry eyes, she blushed and shimmied backward. “Then why are you here?”

“I saw you were having a less than pleasing time with Jax. So, I decided to help.”

Dan placed a hand on her bare thigh and rubbed along it.

She motioned to back off but stopped to look him in the eyes. He gave a playful smirk. A smirk that she soon returned.

“How can you help me?” she asked.

“First, we can help each other. The rumors were never clear about what I supposedly did to Carla. So, you tell me. In exchange, I finish the job Jax started. Well, tried to start.”

“OK, deal.”

By then, Dan had drawn close enough that their hot breath tickled each other’s skin. He had both his hands on her thighs and she had hiked up her skirt so that he could see her pussy.

“After you got her panties off, you stroked her pussy.”

“Oh? That doesn’t sound like something I would do.” Dan shoved a hand between those thighs and felt at her clit. “Are you sure it wasn’t this?”

She moaned as Dan teased at her sensitive nub. “Y-yes, that’s right. I made a mistake.”

“This is serious, cheerleader. You can’t make mistakes like that. My reputation is at stake.”

“Mia, my name is—Oh!”

Dan parted the tight lips of her pussy, to insert a finger. He swirled it around in searching for something. Then, pushed up, curling his finger as he did so, Mia bent at the stomach and her long hair covered her face with the sudden jerking movement.

“Something wrong, Mia. Can’t you tell me what else I did?”

“More fingers,” Mia said.

“Two?” he said, while inserting a second digit.

“Three!”

He ignored her again. He kept stroking his fingers into her. Then he used his thumb to rub at her lower lips. It’s not what she wanted, but she reacted as he wished.

Both of Mia’s hands rested on his shoulders for support. Her head was level with his chest. The bench was soaked with her juices.

Dan was taking too much joy out of messing her up. A pleasurable revenge for her bullying.

Finally, she gave in. “I don’t know what you did to her. Please show me.”

Grabbing her ass, Dan easily lifted her up onto his lap. Mia had the energy to fumble with his zipper and fish out his erect cock.

With a satisfied smile, she took the initiative and eased herself up and led his hard cock between her tight pussy lips. Pressing her down, Dan put his full length into her pussy to her delight.

“God, why did I waste my time with Jax?” Mia said.

“I’ve been wondering the same thing.” Dan stayed still, waiting for her answer.

Mia made a pained face. “Please, let’s just keep going.” To let her know what she was missing he returned a hand to her clit and toyed with it. “OK, OK. Cara says it’s part of paying dues for the cheerleader team. They do that in the sorority too.”

As a reward, Dan flexed his powerful muscles and bucked upward into her pussy.

“Do it again!”

So, he did. Mia rode him with her hair flaring around her. The symbol of the wildcat on her sexy cheerleader uniform creasing as she played with her own breasts.

Mia continued to increase the tightness of her pussy. It pushed him to his breaking point.

Wanting to finish inside her, Dan took her hips in his hand and hammered her down onto his cock. Again, she loved every moment of it.

Fucking like they were part of a sex rodeo, they humped onto and into each other, until Dan shouted and she screamed. He came into her as she begged him to stay inside.

Dan rested his back on the bench with Mia’s body flushed again his chest. His cum leaked on the bench, mixing with her juices.

The point of all this was to cuck Jax. And relieve his own indignation at seeing any woman, even a bully, with such an incompetent lover.

Now all Dan had to do was convince her to give up more information on Jax and Cara. Maybe even see if the other cheerleaders would meet with him.

When Mia’s hands slunk down to wrap around Dan’s cock, he knew his path to their hearts. Or rather their pussies.

He sighed, then got ready for another round with Mia. Red and Jason had told him the job would be long and hard. As Mia got right back onto his cock, he truly understood the meaning of their words.

The eyes of Dan’s female allies narrowed as they glared at him. Their feelings were understandable, considering that Mia hung off him like a fangirl.

Dan untangled himself from the fawning cheerleader. “It just kind of happened.”

“I’m sure,” Krista said, clearly not believing him. “But, we can use this.”

“That’s what I was thinking. But I’m not sure how. It’s not like I can screw the cheerleaders into loyalty.”

“Why not?”

“What, you want me to run around screwing all the cheerleaders?”

“No, I don’t want you to, but it could work.”

Greg cleared his throat. “Well, if you go on about it like that, then it wouldn’t work. I suggest you find a legitimate reason for doing so.”

“I’m open to ideas,” Dan said.

The members of their little club looked to each other. Other than Dan and Mia, the rest sat in chairs in a semi-circle around the two on the couch. Nobody wanted to speak first.

Dan gave them a nudge. “It’s awkward, I know. So, I’ll start. We could intercept Jax’s bullies every time they try to fuck the cheerleaders.”

“I like that idea!” said Greg.

“I don’t,” Carla said. “Guy’s don’t react well to being bottled up and cuckolded.”

“Too bad for them,” Lisa said.

“It will blow back on us. They will harass the other students constantly in their frustration.”

“If they take it too far, the teachers will intervene.”

That piqued Dan’s interest. “Why haven’t they already?”

Krista answered, “The school staff encourages independence of the student body as part of the feminist curriculum.”

“Sounds like survival of the fittest to me.”

“That’s part of it. But fit has many meanings. Being smart, funny, strong, or deceptive can be seen as fit.”

“Right now, it’s the strong, deceptive ones running things.”

Krista shrugged.

“Join us,” Mia, who Dan had forgotten, said.

“You mean the cheerleaders? How would I do that?”

“You want an excuse to get near us and fuck us. This is the perfect excuse.”

“She’s right. With their initiation it’s almost mandatory that you have sexual contact with them. But we don’t want to expose ourselves to Cara right away,” Krista said.

“You wouldn’t have to. Cara doesn’t bother herself with male candidates.”

“Is she a lesbian?” Greg’s skinny body leaned forward in his chair.

“No, she’s straight. She lets girls eat her out as a dominance thing,” Mia said, with a slight smile at Greg’s excitement.