Seven years ago my wife left me, just disappeared without a trace. All she left was a note saying that she couldn’t stand living with us even one more day. She had dreams for her life that had been on hold since the day she got pregnant with my daughter and she was not going to allow her life to remain on hold for another moment. The three of us, Stephanie, Tommy, and I, adjusted to life without their mother and ended up having a very good life without her.
Stephanie graduated from High School last year and was now attending Temple University. Even though she was only a freshman, she had been good enough and beautiful enough to make the cheerleading squad. Tommy on the other hand was the scholar of the family and he was graduating early, halfway through his senior year.
Although there was no official graduation ceremony, we had decided to have a graduation party anyway. Steph had a basketball game and would be late getting there, but it was the only time we could get all of us together. Tommy was going to be going to Stanford and was leaving at the end of the weekend to start his classes early. Steph too was going to be gone, the college basketball team was leaving in the afternoon to travel to California for some invitational tournament. So it had to be Saturday.
I ordered a keg of beer for the party and informed the parents of Tommy’s friends that I was going to allow drinking in my home. That I would also either allow the friends to stay, or I would drive them home so that nobody would be drinking and driving. Apparently, all of the parents wanted some time alone, because they all agreed that their kids could stay at my place.
For those of you that disagree with underage drinking, let me tell you my philosophy. I disagree with the legal age being 21. You are legally an adult at 18, so you should be treated like an adult at 18, with all of the benefits and perks of being an adult.
Anyway, the guests started arriving at about one. Each one of the kids wanted a beer as soon as they walked in the door, so I figured this party would be in full swing before too long. But I was wrong. The kids sat in the basement watching the basketball game on the big screen tv and drinking their beers. Temple wasn’t doing so well in the first half, so the boys spent most of their time trying to catch glimpses of the cheerleaders, especially Steph. The comments I heard during the halftime show were praising the assets of the entire squad.
“ Look at those things bounce, I’d like to try dribbling those for a while!”
“ I wonder what it would feel like to have those legs spread like that around my head!”
“ Damn Tommy! How could you stand being around your sister, look at her tits and those legs!”
“ Look at that one! I’d like to have those lips wrapped around my dick!”
Although the comments were directed at all of the cheerleaders, most of them were in admiration of Steph. Tommy was enduring it all, used to hearing the leering comments about his sister. She was captain of the cheerleaders at the High School before she graduated.
The second half was a different story, Temple came roaring back and beat Villanova by two points on a three point shot with 2 seconds left in the game.
By now, all of the boys were pretty intoxicated. The game was over, so they started rummaging through the movies, trying to find ones that showed as much sex as possible. It seemed as if they knew exactly where the sex scenes were. They fast- forwarded through each movie right to the parts where they got to see some tits.
I knew Steph would be showing up before too long, so I disappeared upstairs to warn her about the mood of the boys before she went downstairs to see her brother. After several minutes had passed, I saw lights in the driveway, I went outside to greet my daughter. When I got outside, I was shocked to see three cars, all full of cheerleaders still in their uniforms. Steph came running up to me, gave me a big hug and said, “ I hope you don’t mind Daddy, I told the other girls about the party and they wanted to come over and give Tommy a surprise gift.”
“ I don’t mind, but you should be warned that the boys have been watching all of the sex scenes from movies, and drinking since one. You might get a little more than you bargained for.”
“ That’s ok Daddy! We can handle ourselves!”
I watched as the girls ran, giggling, toward the house. The sight of those skimpy skirts and tight sweaters caused a reaction I wasn’t prepared for. I had to adjust myself as I felt myself getting aroused. The boys were right, these girls were gorgeous!
I followed the girls into the house and down to the basement, where all of them surrounded Tommy, giving him kisses and pressing their chests into his body with hugs. The other boys were all sitting there, with their jaws gaping, not believing the sight before their eyes. Here were the objects of their fantasies from a few hours ago right in front of them.
Tommy was unsure of how to respond, but it was obvious to all that one part of his anatomy was responding on it’s own. The bulge in his pants was growing larger with each kiss he received. Steph was the last one to congratulate him, I was shocked when I saw her straddle him and sit down on his lap, covering his bulge, and wrapped her arms around his neck. I assumed she was trying to keep him from getting embarrassed by his erection, but when she started wiggling on his lap, I didn’t know what to think. She pulled his head into her chest and held him there in a bear hug. “ Congratulations Tommy!” she said, “ The girls and I want to give you a present for being so smart and graduating early. We want to give you something to remember this night while you are away in college. We made this dance just for you.”
With that, the music started and the girls lined up in front of the tv. The dance was not what I expected, they started moving and gyrating their hips in a very seductive manner. I found myself becoming quite aroused, the blood flowing into my groin. O looked around the room and found that I was not the only one in this state. All of the boys were watching in awe, some rubbing themselves as they watched the action in front of them. Here were twelve college girls dancing in front of them in cheerleading outfits. It was a dream of every High School boy, and also of mine.
As the dance continued, the girls moved around the room, spreading themselves out so that each boy had a cheerleader in front of him. One even came over to me and started dancing in front of me. She was a beautiful black girl, her long black legs stretched out before me, her hips rocking back and forth as if she was fucking an invisible person. She closed her eyes and moved her hands to her chest and began massaging herself. I watched her hands caress her breasts and the slide down her sides to her hips and then slowly back up to her chest again. This time she pushed her tits together and began to slide her hands across them, fondling herself. It was apparent even through the sweater that she was becoming excited as her nipples started pushing through the fabric of her tight sweater. Then her hands slid down her body, I watched as they disappeared between her legs, under the skirt. She was rubbing herself and obviously enjoying it. As her hands moved back and forth between her thighs, her eyes closed slightly and she had a dreamy look on her face. She turned around in front of me, her ass was now in my face, and bent over. I watched her hands move smoothly over the mound of her pussy, the lips of it outlined by the tight and now wet fabric of the shorts. I watched as she pushed aside the hem of the shorts and pushed a finger underneath, one side of her pussy clearly in view, the moisture evident as it glowed on her smooth, hairless, ebony skin.
I looked up, feeling embarrassed at being turned on by a young girl, and found that I had nothing to worry about. All of the boys had their eyes glued to the private shows each of them was receiving. All of the cheerleaders were in some state of undress in front of their audience, teasing them immensely. Skirts and sweaters were thrown around the room, others were in the process of being removed.
I looked back to my cheerleader, her shorts were now down to her ankles as she began to step out of them. Then she stood up again, the skirt covering her pussy, keeping it from my view. She started pulling on the bottom of her sweater, I could see her sculpted stomach as it began to rise from her body. She pulled it up to her tits, the bottom of them showing, and then pulled it back down again, teasing me. Slowly she worked the sweater up, this time revealing her small but perfectly shaped tits, her nipples jutting out, hardened, begging to be taken into my mouth. She pulled the sweater over her head, and covered her tits with her hands, her nipples peaking out between her fingers as she teased them, pinching them between her fingers. Her dark body was glistening, almost glowing with the moisture of her sweat. She moved her hands to her skirt and pushed it down, revealing her smooth pussy to my eyes. She spread her legs slightly and placed her hand on her pussy. I watched intently as her index finger began to spread her lips open and slide up and down her slit. Then she snaked a finger in between those beautiful lips, burying it in her very wet pussy. She pushed it in and out several times, slowly. Then she pulled it out completely raised it to her lips and sucked her finger, wet with her own juices, into her mouth. She was sucking on her finger like it was a small cock, moving it in and out of her mouth. She finally pulled it out of her mouth with a pop, proving to me that she could indeed provide some suction.