Pia strutted into the gym, her ponytail bouncing with each step. She had always been a confident girl, but there was something about the way she moved today that commanded attention. She was on a mission.

As she made her way to the locker room, she passed the office of Coach Thompson, the man in charge of the college cheerleading squad. She had always admired his athletic build and commanding presence, but today she saw him in a different light. She knew that if she wanted to secure a spot on the team, she would have to do something drastic.

She slipped into the locker room, her mind racing. She quickly changed into her workout clothes and made her way back to Coach Thompson’s office. She knocked on the door, and without waiting for a response, she swung it open.

“Coach, I need to talk to you,” she said, her voice dripping with confidence.

Coach Thompson looked up from his paperwork, surprised to see Pia standing in his doorway. “Sure thing, Pia. What can I do for you?”

Pia closed the door behind her and moved closer to the coach’s desk. “I want to be on the cheerleading team,” she said, her voice low and seductive.

Coach Thompson raised an eyebrow. “I see. And why do you think you deserve a spot on the team?”

Pia leaned forward, her ample cleavage on display. “I think I can offer you something that none of the other girls can,” she said, her voice dripping with innuendo.

Coach Thompson’s eyes widened as he realized what Pia was implying. He opened his mouth to protest, but Pia cut him off.

“Think about it, Coach,” she said, her hand resting on his shoulder. “You’re a married man, and I’m sure your wife is a wonderful woman. But sometimes, a man has needs that his wife just can’t fulfill. I can be that woman for you.”

Coach Thompson stared at Pia, his mind racing. He knew that what she was suggesting was wrong, but he couldn’t deny the attraction he felt towards her. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Pia smiled, her eyes gleaming with victory. “Good,” she said, her hand moving to Coach Thompson’s crotch. “Let’s get down to business.”

Over the next hour, Pia made sure to fuck Coach Thompson’s brains out. She rode him hard, her moans and gasps filling the room. She could tell that he was trying to hold back, but she urged him on, whispering filthy things in his ear.

When they were finished, Coach Thompson was breathless and panting. Pia grinned, feeling satisfied and powerful.

“I hope that was worth it, Coach,” she said, pulling on her clothes. “I expect to see my name on that cheerleading roster.”

Coach Thompson nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “You’ll be on the team, Pia,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I guarantee it.”

Pia sauntered out of the office, feeling confident and victorious. She had fucked her way to the top, and she wasn’t afraid to do it again if she had to. After all, she always got what she wanted.

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