A Debutante's Ball

A Debutante's Ball

another lewd story by Barticlees

   "Sweetheart," Joe called from the bedroom.

  "Yes, Daddy," came the voice of his young daughter, Alexis, from the kitchen. 

  "Could you put on your cheerleader's outfit for Mr. Williams?  He's never known a cheerleader before."

  Alexis did not hesitate.  She had had a feeling the minute her father's "business associate" came through the door that her father was going to want to share her with him.  He was very proud of his daughter's charms and encouraged her to show them off whenever possible.  If they went to the mall he always insisted that she wear very short skirts with no bra or panties.  "So what if someone sees a little something" he would say.  "Isn't it nice to know that you gave some guy a thrill?  You've probably made his day, or, Hell, even his whole week, by giving him a shot of your beaver or your butt." 

  It was embarassing for Alexis though.  Ever since her mother had been committed to a mental hospital, her father and she had been closer than ever.  But he increasingly asked her to perform for him in adult ways; ways that made her feel uncomfortable but ways that she hoped she would eventually learn to endure.  What else could she do?  He wasn't her real father, he was her stepdad, and he was rich.  She liked living in their big expensive house and being able to wear the best clothes and finest jewelry in school.

  But,he was also a man with a very mean temper.  She shuddered when she thought of how he used to do things to her mother. 

  Alexis put on the uniform and went into the living room forcing herself to smile and be happy. 

  "Oh, my" her visitor said admiringly.  "You look marvelous."

  "Thank you, Mr. Adams" Alexis said curteously.  She turned slowly around several times to let their visitor get a good look at her cheerleader's outfit.

  "Sweetheart," her stepfather said after a minute or two of absorbing his daughters beauty.  "Mr. Adams says he's never kissed a cheerleader before.  Why don't you give him a kiss."

  Alexis's stomach tightened.  This was something new.  This was different than before.

  "Yes, Daddy" she said with a big smile, trying to hide her anxiety.  She had been taught that a good girl should always be "nice", and so she went over to the middle aged man sitting in their easy chair.

  He wasn't bad looking.  In fact, he was kind of tall, and dark, and, yes, even kind of handsome, so she didn't mind too much that when she leaned over and gently put her lips on his he stuck his tongue in her mouth. 

  She relaxed and let his tongue enter hers where it began to lick her lips and touch her inside.  It wasn't too bad.  He smelled good and had a light stuble on his face that felt somehow very...masculine.  She even found herself responding slowly as he put his hand behind her head and gently pulled her face towards his.  Soon they were both beginning to breath hard as their french kiss began to warm up.

  That was when she felt his other hand on the back of her thigh.  She was startled but she made no move to stop him.  The last thing she wanted to do was upset her father.  She didn't want another one of his "punishment sessions".  She would do just about anything to avoid that.  He was an exceptionally strict disciplinarian. 

  As they continued kissing, the man's hand gradually slid up and down her thigh in gentle caresses until eventually his strong hand came to rest on her butt cheek; which he then began to squeeze and fondle.  Alexis just continued kissing him and tried to ignore the fact that a stranger was playing with her ass right in front of her own father.

  However, this was much different than anything they had ever done.  She had spent time in the bedroom with her father before; doing.....well doing the things that a man liked done to him....and.....  But she just tried to think of that as training.  That was what he had called it; "training" for when she grew up and got married....so she would know how to please a man with her hand...and with her mouth...and with her......  Alexis tried not to think about those "sessions".

  After a few minutes of very heated kissing and petting her father finally spoke up.  "Sweetheart," he said sweetly, "I'm sure Mr. Adams has never seen a cheerleaders butt before.  Why don't you pull down your panties just a little bit and show him your ass.  You're going to love her ass, Bud" he then added in a casual tone, "I think she has the cutest butt on the whole cheerleading squad."

  Alexis contined to kiss the stranger as she tried desperately to digest what her father had just asked her to do.  What was going on?  This was a totally new thing.  Suddenly, as if all the other liberties she had allowed her father to take weren't enough, they were now going to a whole new level.  Alexis' mind reeled at this new development.  But what could she do?

  She fought to maintain her composure, but it wasn't easy and slowly she began to ease off on the kiss.  It took all of her self control to speak calmly and politely. "Yes, Daddy.  I'd be happy to."  She was finally able to say weakly.  Then Alexis slowly and self consciously stood up, turned around, reached under her skirt and hooked her thumbs over the elastic waistband of her panties. 

  She couldn't look at her father.  She couldn't look at Mr. Adams.  She kept her eyes on the floor as she began to tug downward.  A kind of detached numbness seemed to creep over her.  Her mind seemed suddenly preoccupied with the carpet's material as she slowly pulled her panties down over her ass. 

  "That's far enough sweetheart," she heard her father say as the panties moved to just below her cheeks.  "Now lift up your skirt and bend over.  I'm sure Mr. Adams would love to get a good look."

  "Y...y...yes, Daddy," Alexis found herself saying as she realized that tears were forming in her eyes.  Where had they come from?

  Alexis lifted her skirt up over her waist and held it there, exposing her naked backside to their visitor. Then slowly, as though in a daze, not believing that this was really happening, she began to bend over. 

  She felt bizarre, like she was opening her mouth so a dentist could see  her teeth, except that she wasn't showing someone her teeth...she was showing someone her butt....her butthole....her vagina.  Alexis had never felt so exposed and vulnerable in her life.  She waited for some powerful force, some God, to run into the room and put a stop to this....this travesty.  But no one came to her rescue.  She simply continued bending over until her naked butt and her naked vagina were on display for this man whom she had never met until just a half an hour ago. 

  Alexis' face turned red as a beet and a tear slid out of one eye as she then rested her hands on her knees and let the stranger have his fill of the sight of her naked behind.

  "Spread your legs a little, sweetheart," she heard her father say in front of her,  "Let our friend have a good look at you."

  As those words registered in her head, a bolt of anger flashed through Alexis; but it was quickly doused by the awareness of the contrast between her father's strength and her relative weakness.  He was holding all the cards.  She couldn't leave; where would she go?  She needed a place to live while she got her education.  Plus, she liked having an expensive sports car to drive and all of the trappings of a wealthy lifestyle.  What would she tell her friends?  She suspected that even though they pretended to be her friends that underneath it all they were really a bunch of ambitious and ruthless bitches who would pounce on any weakness perceived in someone they knew.  She knew how cold they could be.

  No, she was on her own. So Alexis slowly spread her legs and let the stranger see everything.... all of the hidden charms that a young lady could possess were now fully on display for the man.  Alexis was resigned to her fate.

  "Niiiice" she heard him say.  "Your daughter has a very nice ass, Joe.  A very nice ass indeed.  Do you think she could spread her cheeks for me?" he added nonchalantly, as though he were assessing the physical attributes of a young heifer at a cattle auction.  "I'd love to get a look at her sweet little anus."

  Alexis thought she was going to die.  Everything was spinning out of control.  She felt lost.

  "Alexis" her father said when she hesitated.  It was just one word, but, it was said in a tone that was just a little lower than his usual tone  Alexis recognized the implied threat. 

  Alexis reached back and spread her cheeks. 

  She heard a slight moan.  "Sweeeeeettt." she heard him said.  "She reminds me of her mother."

  Alexis was stunned.  Her mother?  What the.....  How did this man know her mother?  Who exactly was this guy?  She suddenly began to feel some nausea in the pit of her stomach. 

  "Is she tight like her mother was at this age?" he asked, as Alexis felt his hand touch her and his palm begin to slide slowly and appreciatively over her butt cheeks.

  "Tighter" she heard her father reply. 

  Alexis' head began to spin.  She felt disoriented.  She wanted to run and hide.  She needed to think.  She needed to....

  "Mind if I stick a finger in there?" he asked. 

  "Help yourself" came her father's reply.  "You can stick anything you want in there.  I have."

  "Niiiice" the man said once again, and Alexis felt the strangers fingers begin to cup her lightly hairy mound.  He rubbed slowly around and around pushing up with his palm. 

  Shockingly, Alexis realized that it felt....good.

  Then he curled a finger and Alexis felt it part her tender young labia. 

  "Ohhhh" Alexis gasped at the feel of his rough finger sliding over her distended clitoris.  The sensation was electric.  She lurched forward one step in shock, but, glancing fearfully over at her father sitting in front of her on the couch, she immediately stepped back and resumed her position.

It was incredible.  It was so...lewd.  Letting a handsome man, albeit a total stranger, freely touch her pussy from behind while she was bending over, was so incredibly.... naughty.  Suddenly she wanted more.

  "My, God, Joe" the man said as his fingers began exploring her womanhood.  "She's already wet."  Then he took his hand out and put one of his fingers against her butthole and began to push using her own secretions as a lubricant. 

  Alexis didn't know whether to shit or go blind.  She didn't know whether to jump or chop wood.  The feeling was incredibly delicious as she felt his finger push gently yet firmly into her tight anal ring and then slowly, ever so slowly, with an exhilaratingly warm and tingling friction, push past the sphincter and slide up inside her rectum.  

  "Ohhh" Alexis reluctantly moaned again and closed her eyes in ecstasy.  Somewhere in the back of her mind her rational self was already wondering what was going on; what kind of girl was she to enjoy being used in this manner.  But the rest of her brain was so busy processing the blissful feelings of being sodomized by this man's finger that her warning bells went unheeded. 

  In and out he very slowly and deliberately began to saw it.  In and out.  In and out.  In and out.  Then, as he continued poking her butthole, his other hand came to rest on her soft downy pussy, where the fingers once again began their dance of rapture in her hole. 

  Alexis began panting audibly now.  She had one finger fucking her in the butt and other fingers feeling up her pussy.  And doing one hell of a good job at it.  He seemed to know more about how to pleasure her than she knew herself.

  As the finger in her butt slid slowly in and out he was rotating it in steady circles so that she could feel every centimeter of his skin as it rubbed against the inside of her very sensitive rosebud.  The knuckles were especially pleasing.  She could easily feel each one as he plunged his finger all the way up until his fist was against her and then slowly withdraw the intruder, one bumpy knuckle at a time, only to begin his ass-ault again; over, and over, and over, and over.  In and out, and in and out, and in and out.

   The digits playing with her pussy knew just what to do too; just where to touch, and just how hard to rub.  Alexis could feel her body catching on fire.  Her self consciousness was long gone...a distant memory.  All she cared about now was the feeling of those fingers, those delicious fingers touching her in a way she had never been touched before.  Alexis could feel herself beginning to fall in love with this man.  Didn't he kind of look like a young Sean Connery?  No, no, no, her mind was playing tricks on her.  He looked more like a young Leonardo.....No, Leonardo was already young, or still young, or still handsome, or...or...or...

  "I think she's ready now." the voice behind her interrupted her thoughts.  To her dismay, the hands that were petting her from behind were suddenly gone.  Then she heard the man behind her standing up. 

  "Shall we?" he asked. 

  "Rock and roll, baby," she heard her father reply as he too stood up. 

  Then Alexis heard the stereo sound of two zippers being unzipped simultaneously as both men took off their trousers and pulled off their underwear. 

  "Oh my God," the rational part of her mind screamed.  "They're both going to take me.  They're both going to...fuck me.  I'm about to be........gang banged."

  But before Alexis could even move a cock appeared in her face.  It was her father's.  She recognized it. 

  Then his hands were on her head and Alexis felt the soft rubbery head of his penis pushing against her lips.

  "You're going to love this, Bud" she heard her father say as she obediently opened her mouth to receive his member.  "She's not as good as Anita was, but....with a little training, I think we can bring her up to speed."

  As Alexis' mouth filled with her father's fat cock the sound of her mother's name being mentioned in the middle of this madness ricocheted around in her head like a thunderbolt.  Alexis knew that she should care.  She shouldn't be doing this.  She shouldn't be enjoying this.  She should do something.  They were talking about her mother.  What was that all about?  What had they done to....

  But those last vestiges of rationality were driven out of her mind by the feel of a large, perfectly proportioned cock as it entered her from behind.

  It fit perfectly.

  It greeted her vagina like a long lost friend.  It caressed the inside of her pussy like a.....lover.  Like the perfect lover.  She could feel the ridge of the swollen head passing over her "g" spot.  She felt a current of primitive hunger surging in her loins.  She was being fucked...and she loved it. 

  Oh, God, it felt good.  The feel of one cock bumping up against her throat while the other plunged in and out of her love cavern was inconceivable. 

  Back and forth they sawed.  Back and forth.  Back and forth.  Back and forth.

  In and out.  In and out.  The room was filled with the twin sounds of grunting males and one female.  It was as basic and primitive as the first cave man copulation.  It was a visceral hunger.  An overwhelming need that drove away all other cares and focused the mind and the body in one harmonious objective....Sex!  Fucking!  Cumming!

  A finger slid into her heinie. 

  Alexis came. 

  Her body shuddered.  She grunted and moaned.  Her orgasm ripped through her with the force of a tsunami.  It was a tsunami of pleasure that filled her consciousness and all of her orifices at once.

  "Damn," a voice said somewhere.  "The little bitch is really into it.  Isn't she?"

  "Just like her mother" she heard a voice that sounded like her father's.  "I told you it would be worth the wait."

  "Not too shabby," she heard the voice behind her say as he began to lunge forcefully up and into her vagina. 

  "Ungh.  Ungh.  Ungh." she heard him grunt as he banged vigorously against her backside, driving his stiff member deeper and deeper up inside of her. 

  "Fuck yeah, baby.  Take it." he growled behind her.  "Take it all bitch."

  Alexis didn't protest the vulgar language.  She loved it.  She wanted to be fucked.  At that moment she wanted nothing more in the entire universe than to be fucked.  To be fucked like a whore.  To be fucked like the nasty little cunt she was.  She even began trying to take her father's big cock into her throat.  He had tried to teach her to do that before but she had never been able to receive him that way.  It was too big.  But now she felt a feverish desire to take him into her throat.  She wanted to fuck his cock with her mouth just the way the stranger's cock behind her was fucking her pussy.  She wanted it.  She needed it.

  Her father grunted and Alexis mouth and throat filled with sperm.  The husky odor of it filled her nostrils as she worked eagerly to milk out as much of his spend as she could.  She wanted all of it.  She wanted to taste in her mouth.  She wanted to feel the slimy goo coat her entire oral universe.  And, at that moment, she wanted to gulp it all down.  She would have loved to have leaned her head back and gargled with it so they could see just how hot she was.

  Then Alexis came again. 

  This time her body's shuddering and convulsions were so strong that the stranger had to hang on to her like a bullrider trying to achieve an eight second mount. 

  "M..o..t..h..e..r..f..u..c..k..e..r" He said in genuine awe as he looked down a the beautiful young girl's body writhing in rapture on the end of his cock.  "M..o..t..h..e..r..f..u..c..k..e..r" he said and began plunging in as hard as he could over and over into the cheerleader's sopping crack as though he had every intention of driving her completely over the edge and out of her mind. 

  Again, and again, and again, and again he drove up and into the poor cheerleader's tightly clenching girlhood.  He had fucked a lot of girls in his day but this one was hot.  This one was a real firecracker.

  He tried to hold back, but no heterosexual male could have held back at the feel of this young girl's velvet glove milking his hard cock with such ferocity.

  Despite all of his determination, he felt himself explode.

  At that moment, he drove so hard inside of her that he actually lifted the poor girl momentarily up and off of the ground.   And there she hung, limply, like a real life ragdoll; impaled on his manhood for several long moments, as a shattering orgasm crashed through each of their bodies simultaneously.

    Her father looked on with a smile.  Slowly he caressed his now somewhat deflated cock.  He had cum once, but it wouldn't be the last time he was going to cum today.  Not by a long shot.  She had two other holes that he hadn't used yet that day.  And he planned to make a deposit in each one of his young daughter's branch orifices before he was done.