The Cheerleader Squad

By Baron LeSade

Kathy sets out to prove that she is the baddest of the bad as she seduces the fathers of the cheerleader squad one by one until she has them all under her spell. But along the way, brothers, sisters, and even mothers fall prey to the conniving little cheerleader and her gang. Even grandparents get drawn into our little saga of the adventures of Kathy and her cheerleader squad...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Baron LeSade
• Release date: Jan 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301368013

Baron LeSade

Howdy, I'm a Texan by birth and a Nevadan an accident of fate. Retired after twenty-eight years in the USAF and now live on a horse ranch just outside of Reno, Nevada. I used to write for literotica, but decided I might as well write for myself as it was a lot more profitable....

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The Cheerleader Squad

Baron LeSade

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Copyright 2013 Baron LeSade

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1 – Every Saturday Morning

Chapter 2 – Mom’s Panties

Chapter 3 – All in the Family

Chapter 4 – Lana’s Dad

Chapter 5 – Uncle Lawrence and Aunt Shirley Visit

Chapter 6 – Painting Grandmother Laura’s House

Chapter 7 – Like Father – Like Son

Chapter 8 - The Covenant

Chapter 9 – Next

Chapter 10 – The Pool Party

Chapter 11 – Now Go and Sin No More

Chapter 12 - Finale

End

The Cheerleader Squad

Chapter 1 –Every Saturday Morning

Josh stood looking out the little basement window at the five girls jumping and prancing around in his backyard.

The cheerleader practice was an every Saturday morning event and Josh enjoyed it to the fullest. As usual, his wife, Lorna was off at one of her charity events and his son, Marty was over at his friend, Mack’s doing whatever it was that they did every Saturday morning.

It was a voyeur’s dream, Josh thought to himself, watching out through the window as the girls frolicked around. Then he saw one of the girls, Amy, he thought it was, run and twist up into a cartwheel. There was nothing unusual about that, but at the top of her upside down handstand, her short, pleated skirt flipped down and Josh saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties!

What the fuck, he asked himself? Why was she running around in his backyard without any panties? Didn’t she know that he everybody could see that she wasn’t wearing any panties? Why would she do that? Just then, he saw his eighteen-year-old daughter, Kathy start to make a run to do a cartwheel too. Staring intently, he watched her drop her hands to the ground, push up off them and twist up into the air.

Oh, my, God, he groaned to himself when at the top of her turn, her short cheerleader skirt flipped down to reveal her beautiful, bare butt and pussy. What in the hell, he dizzily thought? Then as he stood watching in a bewildered muddle, each girl repeated the maneuver and flashed their panty-free pussies.

He couldn’t believe it. Why weren’t the girls wearing panties? Maybe the other girls didn’t know that he was home, but his daughter, Kathy did. And she wasn’t wearing panties either. Something was going on. Were they doing it to tease him? No, no, Kathy wouldn’t do that. Not his sweet, little Kathy! As he continued to stare, he suddenly realized that he had a raging hard on. Well, why wouldn’t he? Five pretty little girls prancing around in his backyard without panties. He continued to gawk, catching other glimpses of the girl’s panty-free pussies while he watched their young tits wiggle and jiggle under their cute cheerleader tops. But then, he sickly found his eyes drawn to his daughter, Kathy’s bosom. Her breasts were definitely the most striking of the group, jutting out proudly as she frolicked around. It was almost as if she knew he was watching and she was doing it to taunt him.

But what was with the panties, he wondered? It was baffling. Five pretty, eighteen-year-old girls, cheerleaders, dancing around in his backyard without panties? One could dismiss it as a girlish prank, he told himself, if one of those girls wasn’t his own eighteen-year-old daughter, Kathy. But surely she wouldn’t do that knowing that he was home and might see her. What was the purpose of it all? Was it some kind of weird initiation rite? But for what?

It was indeed perplexing...

Then he watched as the girls stopped prancing around and lined up with their backs to him. As they did, each of the girls spread their legs apart almost as if they were about to do a split. As they stood in a straight line, legs spread, tennies touching, they all spread their arms out. Fingertips touching, they slowly leaned forward and then dropped their arms down to their sides. Then suddenly, before he knew what was happening, the first girl in line flipped up her short, little cheerleader skirt baring her cute, little butt and pussy. Stunned, Josh stared on as the next girl in line flipped up her skirt. Then the next one, and the next one and finally Kathy’s little skirt flipped up to expose her beautiful bare butt and pussy. Gawking at the row of pussies, Josh saw that three of the girl’s pussies were fringed with hair of various shades and colors while Kathy’s and one other girl were bald, apparently shaven clean. He couldn’t believe that it was really happening. Then, all at once, as a group, the girls stood back up and dropped their skirts down to cover their butts. Then the gaggle of giggling girls went running across the backyard to the gate.

All of them but Kathy poured through the gate and into the car sitting by the gate. Then the car was gone and Kathy stood by the gate waving. After a few moments, she pushed the gate closed and glanced down at the little basement window where Josh stood staring out.

Still in a state of shock, Josh didn’t know what to do. Should he confront his daughter and find out what that had been about? Should he just let it slide and chalk it up as a girlish prank? He didn’t know what to do...

Stumbling over to the weight bench, he sat down. It was then that he realized that he still had a raging hard on and it was jutting up like a tent pole tenting his shorts to make its presence known. Leaning down, Josh grabbed up a towel and draped it across his lap to hide it in case Kathy came down.

Just then, he heard the back door slide open and shut. Leaning back, he pretended he had just finished lifting weights.

Daddy are you down there? he heard Kathy holler from the top of the stairs leading down into the basement.

Uh, yeah, uh, lifting weights, he called back.

He heard one of the steps creak as Kathy started down the stairs. Turning, he watched his daughter slowly stepping down the stairs.

There you are... she smiled as her big tits floundered around under her cheerleader top. It was obvious to Josh by the way they were flouncing around, she either wasn’t wearing a brassiere or if she was, it was only a sports bra. And her short, yellow skirt with its black and white trim, swished around her thighs leaving her long, shapely legs bare as she stepped lower and lower.

Lying on his back, watching his daughter come down the stairs, Josh sickly wondered if she had taken the time to put her panties back on.

Whatcha doing? she asked slowly strolling across the basement to where he lay watching her.

Uh, just pumping some iron, he mumbled as Kathy stepped up beside the bench. Then, as she stepped closer, Josh’s nostrils were filled with the smell of sweat. Sweat, the faint, but unmistakable smell of alcohol and an undercurrent of ripe, smelly pussy.

Oh, God, he groaned as he looked up under her short, little skirt and saw that she was still wasn’t wearing panties. She’s been drinking, too. Maybe that was the reason for the mooning.

Were you watching us, Daddy? she asked him, smiling down him.

Uh, a, a little bit, he lied.

Did you see it, Daddy? she asked him, stepping in closer.

Uh, what, uh, see what? he muttered, his face turning beet red.

You saw... she laughed when she saw his blush.

Uh—I, uh, why... he stammered feeling more like he was the teenager and his daughter the parent.

We know that you watch us, so we just thought we’d give you a little show, she smiled. Did you like our little skit, Daddy?

What could he say, he frantically wondered? There was no correct answer! He couldn’t say yes, and he couldn’t say no because she would know he was lying.

Uh, I, uh, I don’t know what to say... he finally mumbled.

Want to see it again, Daddy? she giggled, flipping up her short, little skirt to further expose her panty-free pussy.

Josh couldn’t keep from gawking at her pussy as she stood holding her skirt up so he could see it.

KATHRYN—what—what are you doing? he gasped, unable to tear his eyes off his daughter’s beautiful, pink pussy.

Do you like it? she boldly asked, slowly dropping her skirt back down.

Kathryn! What? What are you doing? What is going on? he stammered as a jolt of electric excitement ripped through his cock making it twitch down inside his shorts.

Do you think I’m pretty, Daddy? she asked him.

Uh, yes, yes you’re a very pretty young woman, he told her trying to make sense of it all, but why, why are you doing this?

Prettier than Lana? she giggled, ignoring his question.

Who’s Lana? he wanted to know.

The one with black hair and big tits, she laughed.

You were the prettiest girl out there this afternoon, he muttered, "but what, what are you doing?

All the girls think you’re just about the hunkiest dad around, she grinned, reaching out and shaking one of her pompoms right over the towel that was draped across his lap.

Then she suddenly dropped the pompom on the floor and made a grab for the towel. Before he could move to stop her, she brazenly jerked the towel up and off of his lap.

Just what I thought, she snorted, staring down at the outline of his big, hard cock hiding underneath his thin, satin shorts.

Why did you do that? he gasped, grabbing at the towel dangling from her fingers.

I just wanted to see how much you liked it, she smiled, jerking the towel so that he couldn’t reach it.

Kathryn, this is embarrassing. Give me back my towel, he grunted, running his hand down to cover the incriminating evidence of his arousal.

So, Daddy, why is it still hard? All the other girls are long gone and I’m the only one around. Does that mean, she said, pausing, smiling down at him, that Daddy is interested in his little girl?

"KATHY! Kathy—How could you say that? How could you ever think anything like that? I love you, Honey, don’t you know that? he said groveling in his own weakness and filthy thoughts. But, but not like that!"

Yeah? she smirked, It certainly doesn’t look like that, Daddy.

No, Baby, no, not, not like that, he whined. Not like that.

Really? she leered at him, reaching down and jerking the hem of her cheerleader top up above her breasts.

Josh gawked up at the jutting mountains of jiggling, pink, tit flesh. Her arousal was evident as her big, pink nipples jutted out of the darkened tip of her breasts. It was easy to see that they were swollen and hard.

What was wrong with her, Josh deliriously wondered? Was she drunk? Why was she acting like she was? She had never done anything like this before.

How do like my titties, Daddy? she coyly asked, running a long, red fingernail around the pebbled ring of flesh encircling one of her big, jutting nipples.

For God’s sake, Kathy, he groaned gawking at his daughter’s blatant exhibition. What are you doing? Have you gone crazy?

What’s wrong, Daddy? Can’t you take a hint? she asked, her look turning a little more serious.

What? What are you saying? he choked out, not believing what he had just heard his eighteen-year-old daughter say. "Do you mean? No, you can’t mean THAT?"

Why not?

Oh, Kathy, Kathy. You’re my daughter. That would be incest. We couldn’t do that, he groaned, struggling up to a sitting position as her insinuation slowly sank into his fevered brain. He was baffled by his daughter’s strange, new behavior. Did she actually want him to fuck her? His sweet, little girl wanted him to fuck her?

I’ve always had the hots for you, Daddy, she smiled, easing herself down onto the bench beside him. All the girls think you’re about the hunkiest dad around. And so do I.

Oh, I don’t know about that, he said, sweat forming on his forehead as the air was filled with the fragrance of his daughter’s youthful perfume.

Yeah, you work out and keep yourself in shape, she smiled, dropping her hand and running a long, pink fingernail up his muscular thigh. You ought to hear them snickering and giggling like lovesick little calves when they see you.

Okay, okay. So you all think I’m a real hunk. But what you’re suggesting is against the law. Not to mention a mortal sin. I’m your father for Christ’s sake! It would be incest! Something that should never happen between a father and a daughter! he groaned.

Well, why are you shouting? And why are you still like that, Daddy? Why are you still hard if you don’t want me, Daddy? she questioned him, looking down at the tent formed by his still erect penis.

This is all so damned confusing—I didn’t—Shit, I didn’t say I didn’t want you, he fussed, covering his conspicuous condition with his hand. Oh, I don’t know what I mean. But I know that it would be wrong. So, so wrong. Can’t you see that?

I know it’s wrong, she softly said, but I want to do it with you, Daddy. Can’t you see how fucking exciting it would be? Doing it with your Dad. How fucking bad could that be?

Oh, God, Kathy, he groaned as her fingernail climbed higher and higher up his thigh. It’s not just wrong. It’s criminal. I, I could go to jail if anybody found out. It’s dangerous. And, and besides, you’re, you’re my little Baby. I’ve fed you, nurtured you, loved you, and now you’re asking me to defile you in the most despicable way imaginable. I could never do that, Baby.

Yes, you can. I don’t care if it’s wrong. I want you, Daddy. And no one will ever find out. I promise, she told him, sneaking her finger under the hem of his satiny, running shorts onto the big, fleshy sac of skin that held his big, aching testicles.

Oh, Oh, Christ, he groaned, as she tickled the soft pouch with her long fingernail. You’re killing me, child...

Can I, can I see it? she asked him, pulling her finger back out from under his shorts.

Kathryn—stop it—please stop it, Josh whimpered.

Come on, Daddy, let me see it... she told him her voice husky with lust.

Then she pushed his hand out of the way and raised her hands up to the waistband of his shorts.

If you won’t do it, I’ll do it myself, she growled out.

Kathy, Kathy, don’t do this. It’s so wrong, he choked out.

But even as he protested, Josh made no move to stop his daughter as she eased her fingers down under the stretchy waistband of his shorts. Kathy, please don’t do this. I won’t be responsible for anything that happens if you keep going. I’m just a man...not Superman.

I just want to see it, she said, staring down at the tented material covering his rock-hard cock as she began to ease his shorts down. It looks like it’s a big one.

Josh didn’t know what to do. He knew that what was happening was so, so depraved. So degenerate. But he also knew that no matter how he railed against it, he wanted his daughter in the worst way. Wanted her in the most despicable and vile way imaginable. He wanted to fuck her. Fuck her and defile the delicate pink flower down between her beautiful, long legs. Defile it and fill it with his poisonous venom.

But even more appalling to him was the fact that his daughter wanted him to do it to her. She wanted him to take her. Take her and fuck her like she was some common whore he could pick up on the street. Fuck her like he was some unthinking, uncaring asshole who only cared about the evil monster impatiently jutting up out of his groin. And she obviously didn’t care about the consequences of their incestuous coupling.

Oh, Jesus, she muttered as the big, bloated head of his cock came into view. Damn. It’s so fucking big.

Looking on in wonder and awe, she kept pulling down his shorts until the waistband was stretched around the base of the towering cock.

I’ve never seen one as big as yours, Daddy, she murmured, staring at his jutting peter.

You’ve seen others? How—how many have you seen? he choked out in a jealous rage as she ran a long, pink fingernail along the bulging underside of his big cock.

A few, she coyly smiled, running the tip of her finger along one of the thick, jutting veins that crisscrossed his big, thick prick.

Then you’re not a virgin? he angrily asked.

Oh, Daddy, these days, no one is a virgin, she lewdly giggled.

Who, who got your, uh, your, your cherry, he grumbled, looking into her eyes as she continued to tickle and tease his rock-hard penis with her fingers.

You promise you won’t get mad, she smiled shyly. You have to promise you won’t get mad if I tell you, Daddy. And you have to promise not to do anything.

Who had deflowered his little baby, he angrily wondered? And why was she being so protective of the bastard?

I, I promise, he told her, wondering why she was being so secretive about it.

It, it was, uh, it was Marty, Daddy she said softly, wrapping her fingers around his cock.

He winced when he heard the name.

MARTY? Your brother, Marty? Marty and you? When? Just once? More? he choked out in shock and disbelief.

Uh, yeah, Marty was the first one, she smiled innocently. Yeah, Marty took my cherry. And we did it more. More than once. A lot more.

A lot more, he groaned, his eyes flaring wide open as he stared at her in a jealous fog. He, he was the first one? How many more have there been?

A few, she shamelessly smiled, slowly running her hand up and down his towering prick. Three or four.

You—you can’t even remember how many? he raged. How could you? And with your own brother, too?

Uh, yeah, there were, uh, four more, she told him, squeezing his cock harder. But it, it was just fucking, Daddy. It didn’t really mean anything. It didn’t mean anything like this does. We, we’re going to make love, not just fuck. It’s different. Can’t you see that, Daddy?

What? Huh? Oh, my God, Baby, he moaned, watching his daughter slip off the bench and drop down to her knees in front of him. Then she jerked his shorts down around his ankles.

Stunned by what was happening, he gawked down at her as he saw her reach out and slowly push his hairy, muscular thighs apart as she smiled up at him.

None of them were as big as you are, Daddy, she said fawning over his big cock as she wrapped both hands around its swollen, fat shaft. Marty’s cock is nearly as big, but he’ll have to grow an inch or two to have one as big as yours, Daddy.

Josh couldn’t believe the words that were spilling out of his daughter’s beautiful mouth. She was talking and acting like a little slut. Before all this, he had believed she was as pure as the driven snow. But now. Now he was being shocked to the core by her wanton behavior. Then as he watched on in dazed astonishment, she lowered her head and quickly sucked the head of his throbbing cock into her hot, sucking mouth.

He had never felt anything like it before. A powerful spasm of pleasure took his breath away as it tore through his throbbing cock. It was the most exhilarating and disgusting thing that had ever happened to him. His daughter was sucking on his cock. He would never have even dreamed anything so wickedly exciting could ever happen. But now it was...

Then he felt it. He had always been proud of his staying power, but his daughter had stripped that away from him. Before, he could hold it back for as long as he wanted before he came. Why he could even make Lorna come three or four times before he came. But now? This was just too much. The emotion and passion was just too much for him. Before he could stop it, he felt his cock jerk in his daughter’s hot hands.

Sorrrryyyy... he growled out as his cock spurted, squirting out a giant geyser of thick, gummy cum into his daughter’s mouth.

Unn-huh, she groaned out around his cock, but made no effort to spit it out or retreat from the barrage of steamy semen that began to spurt into her mouth.

Sorryyyy he choked out again, reaching down and pushing his daughter’s head down, pushing her mouth further down the shaft of his erupting dick as it twitched and spat out its fiery load into her mouth.

The vulgar, lewd sounds of his daughter loudly slurping on his cock and gulping down his sperm-loaded cream filled his ears as he held her mouth shoved down around his cock.

Oh, God, Oh, Baby, Sorry, couldn’t stop it, he stupidly babbled. I couldn’t stop.

Umhuh, kay, she groaned out around his spewing cock, accidentally letting some of his pearl-colored semen escape and dribble out onto her lips and down onto her fingers as she still held his jerking peter tightly clutched in her hands.

He had never had anything feel so good as she continued to suck and pull on his cock with her hungry mouth. It felt like his whole body was pouring out through his cock and out into her mouth. His beautiful daughter was taking his noxious load without protest. In fact, she seemed to like it. Just like her Mom, he deliriously thought. Lorna had told him she liked to suck him off. Suck him off and swallow his hot, creamy load. Now, now his daughter was doing the same thing. But this, this was so much more exciting. Too fucking exciting. This was his daughter, his fevered mind reeled. His daughter!

Finally, after what seemed like hours on the one hand and nanoseconds on the other hand, his big peter stopped kicking and spurting.

As he felt his penis begin to wilt in his daughter’s hands, she lifted her head and looked into his eyes. The sight before him was the most obscene, vulgar, beautiful thing he had ever witnessed.

His daughter, still on her knees, smiled at him as a trickle of his thick, gummy jism ran down her chin and dripped down onto her cheerleader top.

Yummy, yummy, yummy in my tummy, she giggled, flicking out her tongue and licking it around her lips to lick away the pearl-colored cum coating them. Then, she slowly swallowed.

I, I can’t believe you did that, he groaned.

I like to do that, Daddy, she giggled, wiping at the gooey cum on her chin with the back of her hand. I like the way cum tastes. Especially yours. Daddy.

Another spasm of jealous rage tore through his reeling mind as a picture of his daughter with another man’s cock in her mouth flared up inside his head.

You’re just like your mother, he groaned.

Mother likes to suck cock, too? Kathy asked with a lusty smile on her lips.

Professes to love it, he mumbled.

Then with mischievous smile on her lips, she struggled up to her feet in front of him. As he watched on in dazed amazement, she