The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the third chapter to a series based on a very flexible girl in the high school color guard and her college age instructor. I encourage everyone to read parts 1 and 2 before reading this chapter. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. Enjoy the fantasy. -xoxo Daphne
Rimrock University was a fairly small college, but it was a great place for local students who wanted the trappings of university life without being too far from home. That's where Jacquline's color guard instructor was studying, and it was the reason he could be on the staff of her high school color guard program.
It was the reason he was able to work with Jacquline for the past four years, watching her grow from a cute high school freshman to a really hot senior color guard captain.
A very flexible high school color guard captain.
Every inch of Jacquline's figure was perfect, and she could get into all sorts of flexible positions. Instantly falling into a full split was second nature to her, as were handstands, heel stretches, and various poses that kept Jacquline very limber. She also managed to give every guy that watched her a hard on and a mental image they could keep for the rest of their lives.
After the senior flag girl turned eighteen though, the instructor decided he wanted to do some very perverted things to Jacquline.
Ironically, it was Jacquline who had made the first move one afternoon after guard practice by deep throating his cock while in one of her famous full splits. His dick still twitched whenever he thought about the flag girl's moist, wet mouth enveloping his member with a suction that could pull the chrome off of a trailer hitch.
Last weekend, however...things got really wild while Jacquline was bikini shopping. Her instructor stripped her naked, forced her to stand completely still in a display window doing a heel stretch with a vibrator inside her pussy while a small crowd of people were watching from outside, some of whom were her classmates at the high school.
Then, after making her squirt everywhere from the intense orgasms the vibrator had forced from her cunt, the instructor closed the shop window curtains and proceeded to deep fuck Jacquline while she was in her standing splits, stuffing her bikini bottoms up her ass as he took her pussy...and her virginity.
Now, Jacquline was ready to get even...and she needed some assistance.
Sarah was Jacquline's best friend and her co-captain in the color guard. They had known each other for years and did most things together. When Jacquline was getting fucked in the swimsuit shop display window, Sarah and her boyfriend were in the crowd watching, having walked past the store just by chance. It was a surreal feeling for Sarah to see her best friend being fucked in public by their guard instructor. She was going to go inside and rescue Jacquline, but when she saw her having orgasm after massive orgasm, Sarah decided to just watch and enjoy the show. She even shouted something like "You go girl!" when she saw Jacquline's pussy gushing liquid as she came.
Sarah was a smart, sassy, brunette that had a reputation for being high maintenance and a little bit of a bitch. She had dated several guys in high school but was always the assertive one in her relationships. Naturally, she got away with it because she was really hot and so many guys in the senior class wanted to fuck her.
So, when Sarah came up with an idea for Jacquline to get back at her instructor, the two girls started making plans...
"I'm not sure I can do that..." Jacquline said hesitantly talking to her best friend on the phone, having just heard Sarah's idea.
"Oh, I'm sure you can, Jacs," Sarah replied with confidence, "don't worry, I'll be with you. Don't forget how he stripped you in public and fucked you. Wouldn't it be nice to give him some payback?"
It took a little convincing for Sarah to talk her more reserved best friend into what she had in mind, but the plan sounded so fun to Jacquline that she eventually agreed to do it.
This particular weekend, Rimrock University had a home game, and since the high school band didn't have a competition, the flag girls were free for the day.
The two color guard captains arrived at the stadium that Saturday a few hours before the game. They knew that the Rimrock cheerleaders had practice every morning the team played at home. They also knew that their guard instructor would be there...he was currently the person who dressed up as the university team mascot.
The "Rimrock Roosters" didn't seem like the most inspiring mascot for a university, but it was a tradition that went back to the founding of the college when the area had been acres of farmland. Students on campus embraced "Rocky" the rooster as a unique quirk of the university, and since the team was usually very good, no one really made fun of the tradition.
Rocky and the Rimrock cheerleaders were practicing various routines and a few skits they did throughout the game when Jacquline and Sarah walked onto the track.
Rachel, the head cheerleader, had been on the high school color guard before she graduated and went to college, so she knew Jacquline and Sarah well.
"Hey there!" Rachel smiled and waved at the two flag captains as they approached.
Jacquline was wearing a long-sleeve blue pullover sweater that came down over her rear, thin black leggings, and a pair of brown leather boots with a two-inch heel. The boots came midway up Jacquline's calves and looked particularly sexy as she walked.
Sarah wore a sleeveless, rose-colored dress that stopped mid-thigh and zipped up the back. Her hips swayed hypnotically from side to side as she strutted confidently in a pair of high-heeled shoes.
"Jacs! Sarah!" came their instructor's voice from under the rooster head of the mascot costume, "what are you girls doing here?"
Both guard captains glanced at each other and exchanged a smile as if they were keeping a naughty secret.
Which they were.
Without answering her teacher, Sarah turned to the cheerleaders.
"Sorry gals, we need to borrow Rocky for a while."
"What's going on?" Rachel asked.
Jacquline and Sarah took their teacher by the wrists and led him to a long metal bench nearby.
"UM!" the instructor gasped as Sarah pushed him hard onto the bench.
"Payback," Jacquline answered, shifting her weight to one side and resting her hands on her hips.
"You've been a really bad boy," Sarah said with a voice so stern it made the instructor shudder.
"In fact, you've been a real bastard," Sarah's stare could freeze a volcano. Taking a pair of black padded handcuffs from her tote bag, Sarah forced the instructor's arm behind his back and placed one of the restraints on his wrist.
"What the..." the instructor tried to get up but Jacquline straddled her teacher's lap to keep him pinned.
"You're not going anywhere, Rocky," Jacquline said with a tone that made the instructor realize she meant business.
The limited vision in the mascot costume prevented the instructor from seeing everything that was happening, but he felt Sarah take his other wrist and force it behind his back. The strength of the flag girl was impressive for someone so petite.
"Girls!" The instructor struggled as Sarah placed his other wrist into the restraint, "can we talk about this?"
Sarah linked the two restraints together with the attached metal chain.
"You fucked my best friend," Sarah spoke softly, her ice-cold stare going right through him, "you stripped her, had her stand completely still in public while you made her come, and then you fucked her."
"She seemed to enjoy it," came the instructor's voice from under the rooster costume, "or does her pussy gush like that all the time?"
