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Laurel’s first cheerleading practice was not what she expected.
And when it was over, her head was in such a muddled state that she didn’t initially recognise the sedan that was pulling up outside the gym until it sounded its horn and Laurel looked up to realise that the driver was her stepmother Annika.
“Laurel, baby, your lift is here,” called Annika.
Bethany Tremblay was walking beside Laurel.
“Damn, Laurel, who’s that fox?” she asked. “Is that your mom?”
“My stepmother,” said Laurel.
“Oh, have you made a friend?” called Annika. “What’s your name, sweetie?”
Bethany walked up to the car window.
“Bethany, ma’am,” she said.
“Don’t you look like a little vixen in that cheerleading outfit?” asked Annika. “I’m so glad to see you hanging out with our Laurel. She’s been in such dire need of positive female role models.”
Laurel stalked to the car and got in quickly. “I’m here,” she said. “Let’s go.”
But Annika was still looking at Bethany – and Laurel couldn’t help but notice that she seemed entranced by Bethany’s tits.
“Say,” said Annika, “would you like to come join our household for dinner, Bethany?”
“She can’t,” said Laurel quickly. “She has other plans.”
But Bethany was already contradicting her. “I’d love to, Miss….”
“Oh, you can call me Annika,” giggled Annika. “Climb in.”
Laurel and Bethany were both still wearing their cheer uniforms. Laurel had retrieved her other clothes from her locker, but had been reluctant to strip naked in front of the other girls again, and had simply hurried away. That meant that she was not currently wearing any panties, so she kept her legs firmly closed in the front seat.
Bethany, in the back seat, seemed to have no such qualms,and let her legs fall apart in a way that made her skirt ride up. Laurel could see Bethany’s perfect shaved pussy in the rear view, and she had no doubt that Annika could too.
As the car started up, and began to pull away from the school, Annika said, “And tell me, how did Laurel go at cheerleading today?”
“Good,” said Bethany. “But she’s a little shy. She needs to understand that if you’re a cheerleader, your skirt *will* bounce up and people will see what’s underneath it. You just have to get used to that.”
“How did you get used to it?” asked Annika.
“My dad made me go around the house without a skirt for a whole year,” said Bethany, “and he’d spank me if he caught me sitting with my knees together. It was so good for me. Now I have a better relationship with my father, and boys like me more too.”
“That’s a wonderful idea,” said Annika. “Laurel, take off your skirt.”
Laurel flinched. “No!” she said.
“Don’t be difficult, dear,” said Annika. “And don’t be a little prude. There’s no one in the car but us girls. No one will see. It’s just about helping you feel more comfortable with your body.”
“Come on, Laurel,” said Bethany. “Be a good Sugar. Be what men want. Attention is a compliment.”
Laurel felt profoundly uncomfortable – but it soon became clear that if she didn’t obey, Annika would stop the car and the altercation would escalate. Reluctantly, she undid the catch on her skirt, lifted her ass, and pulled it away from her waist. Annika took her skirt from her, and stuffed it into the top of her purse.
Laurel was now naked between her waist and her socks. She was sitting in a car on a public street with her cunt bare.
“Legs apart, Laurel,” urged Annika.
Laurel made a sound of distress, but parted her knees wide enough to give a good view of her twat.
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When they got home, Annika parked in the driveway, and showed no intention of giving Laurel’s skirt back to her. When Annika and Bethany got out of the car, Laurel remained in the passenger’s seat, blushing furiously.
“What are you doing, Laurel?” asked Annika. “Come inside.”
“Can I have my skirt please?” asked Laurel.
“It’s just five metres to the front door,” said Annika. “Don’t be difficult.”
“People will *see* me!” objected Laurel.
“Only if you make a scene,” said Annika. “Come on. Do I have to get your father to come out and pull you out of the car?”
Annika was right. It was the early evening and nobody was watching Laurel’s house – but if she had an argument, it might attract exactly the attention she didn’t want.
Her face red, she got out of the car and quickly ran across the front yard with her cunt and ass bare.
Annika blessedly already had the front door open, and Laurel was able to sprint inside…
… where she ran almost straight into her father.
“I, uh, have to go to my bedroom,” she mumbled, trying to get past him.
Annika caught her wrist.
“Not so fast, Laurel,” she said. “I think your friend Bethany is right. It will be good for your self-esteem for you to go without a skirt for a little. You can’t be shy if you’re going to be a cheerleader.”
“But…” Laurel whined.
“Stephen, compliment your daughter’s cunt,” said Annika.
Her father coughed and said, “Uh, you have a very pretty cunt, honey.”
Laurel was once again mortified that her father was staring at her naked pussy.
Annika frowned. “No one cares if it’s *pretty*, Stephen. Tell your daughter that she’s *fuckable*.”
“You have a very fuckable cunt, sweetie,” said Laurel’s father, blushing.
“Please,” Laurel begged. “I need to get some clothes.”
“Nonsense,” said Annika. “Look, how about if your father agrees to expose himself too?”
Stephen’s eyes widened. “I don’t think…”
“Hush,” said Annika. “Bethany dear, you don’t mind if my husband exposes his penis to us, do you?”
Bethany smiled. “Not at all,” she said. “I think that would be sweet.”
“There you go, Stephen,” said Annika. “No problems at all.” And she unzipped Laurel’s father’s fly, and before he could stop her, she had reached into his underpants and pulled out his cock.
It was very erect. Laurel could see a drop of pre-cum on its tip.
Her father was aroused. By her. By her cunt.
She wanted to hide. She wanted to cry.
“Wow,” simpered Bethany. “You’re so big.”
“If you’re a good girl, you might even get to touch it later, Bethany,” said Annika. “If Stephen does a good job of showing Laurel that it’s normal for people to look at her cunt.”
Stephen’s cock twitched at this idea.
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It didn’t take long to prepare dinner, but all through the preparation Laurel’s father stared at her naked twat. Annika wouldn’t let Laurel leave the kitchen and dining area, and there was nowhere to hide.
At dinner, the table offered some concealment for Laurel, but when dinner was served, conversation turned to Bethany’s home life.
“You said in the car that your father made you go without a skirt for some time, Bethany,” said Annika. “What was that like?”
“Oh, I hated it at first,” said Bethany. “I thought it was so embarrassing. Especially when he’d invite boys from my school over and they’d see my bare pussy. But then I saw how much more attention I was getting from boys and I realised my daddy was right.”
She sighed. “I was such a difficulty for him. And such a cocktease. I can’t believe how long I went around making my daddy’s cock hard without giving him satisfaction.”
“What do you mean by that, Bethany?” asked Annika.
“Well, I like dressing up pretty,” said Bethany. “I like it when boys want to fuck me. And I hadn’t realised I was doing the same thing to my daddy, which just wasn’t fair. The first time he fucked me I didn’t think I should let that happen, and I struggled and squealed. But after a few times, and a few spankings, I realised it was my fault for being so pretty and such a cocktease. A man can’t help getting hard if he has a pretty daughter who sluts around in front of him all the time, can he?”
“Wait,” said Laurel. “You have sex with your father?”
“About twice a week,” giggled Bethany. “He’s actually much better than the boys at school. Whenever looking at my sexy little body gets too much for him, he just grabs me and uses me. It’s really hot.”
Stephen made a little gasp at this – and that was when Laurel realised that Annika’s hand was under the table near Stephen’s crotch.
Annika was masturbating Stephen, right there at the dinner table, as they listened to Bethany talk about being raped by her father.
Laurel felt sick. She wanted to get up and run away. But she had nowhere to run, and Annika would just make things worse and more humiliating for her if she rebelled.
“I think it’s very special for a girl to feel her own father cumming inside her,” said Bethany. “Very intimate.”
Just when Laurel thought it couldn’t get any worse, Annika blessedly changed the subject. But the new subject was barely any better.
“And how is Laurel getting on with the other cheerleaders?” she asked.
“Very well,” said Bethany. “She showed us all her gorgeous tits and cunt today in the changerooms, and then she kissed Chrissy and Erica and Kissandra, and then she confessed she wanted to rape Kissandra. Because honestly, who doesn’t? Kissandra is hot.”
“Laurel…” said Stephen, his eyes wide. “You’re a lesbian?”
“No!” protested Laurel.
“No, she’s just bisexual,” laughed Bethany. “All women are basically bisexual. There’s no such thing as a lesbian, just a bisexual who hasn’t fucked a boy yet. Oh – do you want to see Kissandra? I have pictures of her. You can see why Laurel would want to rape her.”
It turned out that Stephen and Annika *did* want to see pictures, so after dinner they adjourned to the couch, and Bethany used her phone to cast to the smart TV.
A photo of the beautiful redhead appeared – completely nude. Laurel remembered how Bethany had photographed each of the girls naked in the changerooms. She had to admit that Kissandra’s tits and pussy were extremely attractive.
“Laurel, come and sit on your father’s lap,” said Annika.
Laurel looked at her father in horror. His cock was still out, and rock hard, and Laurel herself was still naked from the waist down.
“I can’t,” she said. “He’s – his penis would touch my…”
“I’ll make you a deal, Laurel,” said Annika. “Either you can stay sitting over there, and tomorrow and for the rest of the week you can go completely nude around the house. Or you can sit next to your father and hold his cock for him, and you can just stay bottomless for the next three days. Or you can sit on his lap until we’re done here, and tomorrow you can dress how you like.”
Laurel whimpered. She didn’t want to go nude around the house. She didn’t want to let this become normal. One night of her father staring at her pussy was enough. If he got used to it, who knew what might happen? Especially after Bethany’s stories of fathers and daughters fucking…
Gingerly, Laurel moved over to her blushing father. She prepared to sit on him – and then paused. She couldn’t work out how to do it without his erect cock skewering her pussy or ass.
“For heaven’s sake, Laurel,” sighed Annika. “Just take his cock in your hands and move it so it’s out of the way.”
Blushing, Laurel gripped her father’s cock. It was warm in her hands, and sticky near the top. Her father made a small sigh as she touched him, and an additional bubble of pre-cum appeared at the tip.
Carefully, Laurel sat on her father’s lap, one leg either side of his dick, her ass against his waist. Her father’s cock was now resting between her legs, right up against her nude cunt – but its tip was higher than the top of her cleft, and in no danger of sliding inside her. It nestled happily between her cunt lips, getting wet from her pussy juices, and when she brought her legs together she could see its tip winking up at her from between her thighs.
As she did this, she felt her father’s cock flex, pressing against her clit, and she made an involuntary moan of her own.
This was so slutty. This was not a way that a girl should interact with her father. A girl should not have her father’s erect cock pressing against her naked twat.
But nothing in her household had been normal since Annika came. Laurel just had to survive through it.
Gently, her father wrapped his hands around Laurel’s waist, pulling her closer to him.
Slowly, Bethany paged through the photos on her phone, showing each member of the cheerleading squad, completely nude, for her father’s pleasure. At each new pair of teenaged tits, and at each new sighting of cheerleader cunt, Stephen’s cock flexed, pushing against Laurel’s pussy. About halfway through, he used his arms to shift her slightly on his lap, and Laurel made an involuntary moan as his cock slid up and down between her cuntflaps, rubbing over her clitoris.
It was only then that she realised how wet she was, and how her entire body was flushed with heat and arousal. She couldn’t believe what a slut she was being. How was she turned on in this position? What nice girl would ever be aroused while sitting on her father’s lap with his dick between her legs?
“Would you like to see today’s training?” asked Bethany after exposing the last girl on the team to Stephen’s gaze.
“Of course we would,” said Annika.
“We don’t need to…” objected Laurel. But nobody listened to her, as usual.
Bethany brought up the video recording of the practice session.
The training took place in the school gym. There were a small group of boys sitting on the bleachers, which clearly was making Laurel embarrassed as she filed out onto the gym’s basketball court.
“We’re going to start today with attitude training,” said Coach Storm. “Being a cheerleader is about attitude. It’s about smiling and looking pretty, no matter what. We don’t want negativity on this squad. We don’t want bitchiness. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” chorused the girls.
“Attention is a compliment,” said the coach. “Be what men want. I’m going to go to each of you and I’m going to pull on your tit hard and I’m going to tell you something true about yourself. And you’re going to keep smiling no matter what, and you’re going to say, ‘Thank you, sir.’ And you are going to giggle, in a pretty, feminine voice. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” repeated the girls, although Laurel sounded more nervous this time.
The coach went to Chrissy and grabbed her left tit in his hand – hard enough to make her wince – and pulled – hard enough that she almost lost her balance.
“Those tits make you look like a cow,” he told her.
Through it all, Chrissy smiled happily. “Thank you, sir,” she said, and giggled, a high-pitched stupid sound.
Next was Kissandra. He yanked on her tit and said, “The only thing men ever think about when they see you is what noises you’d make when they rape you.”
“Thank you, sir,” said Kissandra, and giggled.
One by one he went along the girls, yanking on their tits painfully and insulting them, until he came to Laurel.
Laurel wailed as he grabbed her tit and yanked.
“That’s not smiling, Laurel,” he said. “Try again.” And he pulled on her other boob this time.
It took four tries until Laurel could stay smiling through her tit pain. When she got it right, the coach said, “You are a dumb cunt.”
“Thank you, sir,” said Laurel, and did her best to giggle. The giggle made her sound ridiculous – like a slutty, empty-headed child.
“Pause it dear,” said Annika at this point, and Bethany obliging paused the video.
“Stephen,” Annika continued, “I think that would be a good exercise for you to try with Laurel, to help her practice her attitude. Pull on her breast like the coach did, and tell her something true about herself.” She thought for a minute, and then said, “Maybe…” – and then she leaned across and whispered in Stephen’s ear.
“I don’t think…” said Laurel – but her father was already grabbing her right breast in his right hand, and squeezing hard.
“Smile through it, Laurel,” Annika reminded her.
Laurel did her best to smile, as her father yanked her breast upwards. Her whole body rose to follow it – and as it did, his cock slid downwards along her vulva.
And then when he let go, it didn’t go back to where it had been – but instead slipped easily into her well-lubricated fuckhole.
Laurel’s eyes went wide. Her father’s cock was *inside* her vagina! Her father was fucking her!
Her father hadn’t given any acknowledgement that this had happened. So Laurel didn’t either, embarrassed to admit that her own dad’s dick was in her cunt.
Her father leaned close to her ear, and said, “You deserve to be raped, Laurel.”
At those words she felt her pussy spasm around her father’s cock. She couldn’t believe it – she was very close to cumming. She was in danger of cumming with her father’s cock in her twat.
“Thank you, daddy,” she breathed, and giggled.
“I’m not sure that was quite good enough,” said Annika. “But I suppose once is enough.”
“No,” said Laurel suddenly. “We should do it again. I can do better.”
If her father pulled on her tit again she would have a chance to get his cock out of her cunt.
“Really?” asked Annika. “Are you sure?”
“I need the practice,” said Laurel.
And so her father grabbed her other tit and pulled hard on it. Laurel rose up, and was grateful to feel her dad’s dick slip out of her fuckhole. When she fell back down, it returned to its useful place, nestled safely between her cuntflaps, its tip pointing at her face.
“You’re a stupid whore,” whispered her father.
“Thank you daddy,” said Laurel, and giggled.
“You’re right,” said Annika. “That *was* better. Stephen, you should practice that around the house sometimes, when you feel inclined.”
Laurel’s father was breathing heavily in her ear. His hips were making small movements that were bouncing Laurel up and down in his lap, making the tip of his cock slide back and forth across her clitoris.
Bethany restarted the video, and the next exercise that the cheerleaders practiced was cartwheels.
Except in the video, Laurel clearly didn’t want to do cartwheels, and the reason was obvious. As each girl flipped herself upside-down as part of the cartwheel, her skirt would fall downwards, revealing her bare cunt to the watching boys.
The other girls clearly were used to this, but on the film Laurel kept shaking her head and refusing.
Stephen’s breathing grew heavier as he watched girl after girl flashing their twat in cartwheels. He continued to bounce Laurel up and down slightly, rubbing his cock back and forth against her clit. Laurel was gasping too, and she knew her cunt was drooling so much that she was soaking her father’s cock, and probably the seat beneath them.
Laurel knew her father loved her – but how could he respect the girl that came home from cheerleading practice naked from the waist down? The girl that let her coach yank on her tits and call her a dumb cunt? The girl who had said she wanted to rape one of her fellow cheerleaders?
How could he see that girl as anything but a hole to ejaculate into?
And if Laurel needed any proof that she *deserved* to be treated this way, she had only to think about how aroused she was right now.
On screen, the coach grew tired of Laurel’s refusal. He had two of the other girls pick Laurel up and turn her upside down bodily. Laurel was forced to extend her hands to support herself. The girls pulled her legs apart, and her skirt fell down, and there was her spread pussy in all its glory.
The boys laughed and clapped.
But the coach wasn’t done. He had Kissandra take the same pose next to Laurel – a handstand, with her legs spread, with another girl supporting her.
And then two more girls lifted Bethany up – and Bethany placed one foot on Laurel’s spread cunt, and the other on Kissandra’s, until she was balanced, her weight fully supported by the cunts of the other girls.
Then she lifted her own skirt to show her twat to the boys – and the camera, and said, in a loud, cheerful voice, “Yay for girls!”
The boys burst into thunderous applause.
Stephen couldn’t help himself. He grabbed his daughter’s tits and yanked them upwards, hard. Laurel felt herself rising up from her father’s lap.
“You’re nothing but a bitch for fucking,” her father growled.
And then he pulled her back down – onto his cock.
Laurel felt her father’s cock slip back into her sopping wet twat – and then she felt him immediately orgasm.
Warmth flooded her pussy. Her father was ejaculating into her. Into her pussy. Into her womb. Her daddy was cumming inside her.
She felt a wave of paralysing shame flood through her – and then her own orgasm hit, and she began to shudder in her daddy’s lap, her cunt spasming, milking her father’s dick eagerly, sucking his sperm up into her teenaged womb.
Both Annika and Bethany noticed.
“Oh, that’s lovely,” said Annika. “Good girl, Laurel. Good girl. You’re being so good for your father. You’re being such a good slut. Your daddy likes that so much. Good girl.”
Laurel started to cry. No good girl let their father ejaculate into them. No nice girl orgasmed from fucking their daddy. No normal girl let another girl stand on her naked cunt in front of an audience. What was wrong with her? Why was she so fucked up like this?
And then she felt another sensation between her legs, and looked down to see Bethany there. The beautiful cheerleader was kneeling on the ground in front of her, and leaning forward to lick at the place where Stephen’s cock went into Laurel’s cunt. She was catching Stephen’s cum as it oozed out of Laurel’s fuckhole, and swallowing it eagerly.
A moment later, when Stephen slowly lifted Laurel off his dick, Bethany eagerly put her mouth on Laurel’s father’s dick and sucked it for a few moments, cleaning the cum and cunt slime off it, and then moved to Laurel, pushing tongue into Laurel’s twat and licking out Stephen’s sperm.
Dazed, humiliated, and broken, Laurel let it happen – and couldn’t stop herself orgasming a few moments later when Bethany, having harvested as much cum as she could find, began to lick at Laurel’s clitoris.
It was only afterwards – when Bethany had gone home after kissing Laurel, Stephen *and* Annika on the lips and thanking them for the “fun night” – that Laurel realised that Annika had recorded Laurel and Stephen, from the moment that Laurel had first sat on Stephen’s lap.
She knew this mostly because Annika sent Laurel a copy via phone “for her own entertainment”. But she also knew it because she heard it that night as she was trying to sleep, played at full volume in her father and stepmother’s bedroom. She could hear her father again groaning, “You’re nothing but a bitch for fucking,” and she knew that her father was rewatching his rape of her for sexual pleasure as he fucked Annika.
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