Preteen Cheerleader Fundraiser "Daddy! I Can't Show You That"
Written by The Shadow
The preteen girls of the Hills Elementary School cheerleader squad are on a mission. They have to collect ten thousand dollars to fund their trip to the National Championships in California. In the fourth chapter ten year old Sally Gold learns her Daddy will pay big bucks to watch her very special routine. The slightly naive little girl quickly discovers teasing a man even at home can be a lot of fun and very stimulating. So follow along as a well meaning little girl's fund raising efforts lead her and her father down a very slippery path to Incest. Mr. Jones the bus driver learns what is going on and makes plans to add some cash to the girl's fund raising efforts.
Sally Gold rode the school bus home, her mind conflicted by the events of earlier in the day. She realized it would be very hard to raise the significant amount of money needed for the trip to the Nationals. Even at her young age she was well aware bake sales and car washes were not going to get the job done. The ten year old had been a semi-willing participant in the fund raiser at the construction site. Her participation was solely due to her willingness to help the cheer leading squad. She had gone along with the other girls reluctantly. She showed her little cotton panties to those construction workers, for that reason.
Now thinking back she wondered if her actions made her a bad girl. She had felt that tingling in her pee pee when she had danced for the construction workers. In Sunday school at the Hill's Baptist church they had told all the girls it was a sin to touch your pee pee to make yourself feel good. Sally took the message to hear and she did not want to go to Hell. The preteen had up to that time managed to resist the urge to rub her pee pee when it tingled.
All the girls had promised to act a little piggy to raise the money for the trip. Sally had too, but now she worried that she would not be able to go through with it. At that moment the school bus stopped at her stop. She was the last student on the bus and she walked down the aisle towards the exit.
Mr. James the bus driver had already left the driver seat. He waited outside the school bus to help Sally down the steps. She did not need the help but he always insisted on helping her. One thing that struck her as strange was Mr. James was always tying his shoe when she climbed down the steps. As she stepped off the final step he commented, "I could not help but notice those are cute blue panties you are wearing Sally."
Sally blushed and said, "Mr. James you should not be looking up my dress."
Bob James took every opportunity to peek up the dresses of the preteen girls on his bus route. He had more money then God having sold a big internet start-up company he had founded. The only reason he was driving the bus was for those little girl cotton panty shots. He tried to protest his innocence, "I just happened to see as you climbed down the steps."
However Bob quickly admitted, "Sally, I admit I like looking at little girl's panties especially yours. By the way, I hear you girls are trying to raise money to go to the National Cheer Leading Competition."
Sally quickly confirmed his information, "Yes, but it is sure a lot of money to raise in just two months."
Bob seeing an opportunity offered, "I have fifty dollars in my wallet that can be yours if you do something for me."
Sally may have been naive but now suspicious she asked, "What do I have to do for the fifty dollars?"
Bob explained, "Just a little play acting. I want you to climb back in the school bus. At the top step I want you to bend over like you are searching for something you dropped on the floor. I want you to do that for a minute and then stand back up and come down the steps."
Sally complained, "But if you are down here won't you will be able to see up my dress."
Bob nodded that she was indeed correct in her assumption. However he again offered, "Fifty dollars would go a long way towards your fund raising efforts."
Sally knew what he was asking of her was very piggy. She knew he would spend the entire sixty seconds looking at her underwear clad bottom. She was well aware he was right, fifty dollars would help a lot with the fund raising. She made her decision. Her pussy tingling she replied, "Okay, but no touching Mr. Jones!"
Bob crossed his heart to show he promised he would not try to touch her. He handed her the fifty dollar bill. He watched his cock twitching as she put the bill in her pencil case. His cock hardened as he anticipated the view she would provide as she slowly climbed back up the steps of the school bus.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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