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 Author: sevispac
Title: The Purity Ball
Summary: It's here at last - The biggest night of the year for True Love
Waits.  The night when daughters vow their sexual purity until marriage and
daddies place a purity ring on their fingers in token thereof.  Tonight
will be a little different.
Keywords: Naked in School, NiS, Chastity Ball
Date: 4_13_2017

   Disclaimer: This is a sexual fantasy.  The author does not advocate or
participate in underage sexual activities.  If you are offended by
pornography, for God's sake stop reading internet porn, you idiot.  If you
are underage and interested in sex, welcome to the human race.  This is a
fantasy, without consequences.  Real sex has consequences like pregnancy
(duh!), disease, and emotional devastation.  Don't ever let anybody talk
you into doing something you aren't ready for.  When you are old enough to
be ready, relish every minute.  But right now, get outta here, kid!  You
trying to get me in trouble?

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   The Chastity Ball - Part VI The Purity Ball

   Mom took me shopping for my Ball gown six weeks ago.  It was a dream of
lace and blue smoke, but of course it was quite chaste.  That was the whole
point of the Ball.  Neither Daddy nor I had seen the alterations Mom had
made until she helped me put it on.

   Daddy took me to the mall to buy me some jewelry for the Ball.  He got
me a pearl bracelet and a diamond tiara, and one more thing.  He bought me
a silver loop with two little balls, and then he took me to get it pierced
into the hood of my clit!

   Daddy was waiting at the bottom of the stairs when I appeared.  I heard
him gasp as he looked up at me.  He had seen the gown before, but there had
been some changes.  Instead of a dark blue bodice buttoned up to my neck,
all the material from the collar to the waist had been replaced with the
sheerest transparent gauze.  Instead of concealing my breasts it cupped and
surrounded them in a haze of blue light, cascading in a hundred transparent
folds from shoulders to waist.  It flowed when I moved, emphasizing the
bounce of my small breasts, drawing the eyes to the points of my two hard
nipples.

   The floor length skirt was now cut open in front, rising from my ankles
to outline my legs, trimmed with a strip of darker, sparking blue, to a
clasp at my waist that framed my pussy, leaving it completely bare and
vulnerable in a way that total nudity couldn't match.  I was wearing one
white garter on my left leg, the way a bride often does.  My tiara
sparkled, and so did the little silver loop in my pussy.  My six inch heels
were crystal platforms copied from the new version of Cinderella, and I
felt like Cinderella as I descended the stairs toward, not my Prince, but
my beloved daddy.  He waited there for me, handsome in his tuxedo, as
captivated by me as I was by him.

   Mom was standing behind him with the camera, recording video of me
descending the stairs.  Daddy met me on the bottom step with a white Lilly
corsage.  He carefully pinned it on my blouse, half way between my left
shoulder and my tit, making sure it didn't hide my nipple.  Program rules
were still in effect.  After he pinned it on he pinched both of my nipples
so they stuck out even more.  I gave a little squeal and Mom took our
picture.

   I was surprised that we went out the front door and not into the garage.
There at the curb was a white stretch limo, with a chauffeur holding open
my door.  Now I felt even more like Cinderella.  There was a line of limos
as we pulled up to the Ballroom.

   I snuggled up against daddy as he slid in and the chauffer closed the
door.  He put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a long, warm hug,
making me feel safe and loved.  As the limo pulled away from the curb he
reached forward and pulled out a bottle of chilled champagne and popped the
cork.  He filled two glasses and handed one to me.  I stared deeply into
his eyes as we drained our glasses.

   Except for the drinks Principal Johnson gave me it was my first alcohol
of any kind, and we finished the whole bottle before we got to the Ball.  I
was feeling light headed and excited.  There was a small crowd watching the
girls and their fathers arrive and walk down the red carpet to the
entrance, and the TV stations even had cameras there.

   In the crowd I saw Missy and her daddy.  Both of them were giving me a
disapproving look.  Her gown was green with a surprisingly low cut bodice,
but it covered her severely from her breasts down.  Her hair and makeup
were perfect.  She looked as good, and I thought about what her Program
week would do to her.

   It was scary walking into a room full of girls who used to be my
friends, not to mention their fathers.  The girls were here to vow their
chastity until marriage; their fathers were here to witness that pledge. 
Needless to say, my gown and my reputation were out of place.  Nobody
pretended not to look at me, and all of the glances were hostile, but none
of the daddies even tried to look away.  I liked that part.

   One by one, each of the daddies escorted his daughter arm-in-arm up onto
the dais.  Each girl stepped onto the low pedestal at the center, and
looked down at her father as she repeated the words of the sacred promise
she made to preserve her most precious gift for her husband, the man with
whom she would spend her life.  Then her father placed a promise ring on
her finger; a ring never to be removed until it was replaced by a wedding
ring.

   Sure, I knew that less than half of those girls were actually virgins,
but it was still a beautiful ceremony, and I teared up every time.  Missy
was the second girl to go up, and she was looking straight at me while she
made her promise.

   Even though everyone knew I now represented the exact opposite of
everything True Love Waits stands for, I was still the club president and
the rules said I had to come up to the dais last, with my daddy, to
conclude the ceremony.  The room fell quiet as daddy and I stepped onto the
dais.  I was grateful for his hand as he helped me up onto the pedestal.

   "This year I've been honored to be president of True Love Waits.  I know
that most of you don't agree with the changes that have happened to me in
the week since I was put in The Program, totally against my will.

   "I have to tell you that my week naked in school has the best thing that
ever happened to me.  Thanks to it, I no longer want to be a virgin and so
I'm not going to make the promise that you other girls have made here
tonight.  But I still came here to make a promise.

   "If you can open your hearts and minds, I ask you to listen to that
promise.  I'm not trying to take away from the beauty of this night, nor
from the vows all of you have made.  You are wonderful girls, in the flower
of your life, and that's why I want so very badly to help you understand
what I have leaned this week.

   "I have learned that there is more joy in life than I ever thought
possible.  I have learned that I have reached the beginning of sexual
maturity, and that I no longer have to hold back from experiencing that
joy. I know now that I've always been horny, but it took the best efforts
of many caring people to help me understand that.  Thanks to them I can
relish every moment of my youth, of my life, without waiting to experience
what is all around me right now!

   "My promise is to be as promiscuous as I can.  I won't ever turn away
from sex, and when I find the man I want to spend my life with, I want him
to share me with all the men he wants, as I will share him with every girl
he desires.  I want my future to be full of hard cocks, and I want my pussy
to be full of cum.  I want to swallow it, be covered in it, and relish
every sparkling drop.  That is my promise, to myself and everyone I want to
love and be loved by.  In token of that promise, daddy, I want to wear your
ring, tonight and always."

   My dear daddy knelt before me, like a knight before his lady. 
In his hand he held a silver promise ring.  He reached out to the circular
metal wire that pierced the hood of my clitoris, and firmly snapped the
promise ring into place between the two tiny balls which just touched each
other.  Then he grasped my hips, leaned forward and gently kissed it just
as if he was kissing my hand, only this kiss was on my lips, the lips that
held my ring.  I felt the tip of his tongue slip into the ring and lick my
clit.

   From the moment I had started to speak the room was dead silent, partly
from shock and partly from the excitement of seeing me standing naked
before them making sexual promises so different from theirs.  Now, as my
daddy's lips lingered at my pussy, I heard the sound of one person
beginning to applaud.  Fighting the glare of the lights I looked out at the
audience and was astonished to see Missy smiling at me as she clapped her
hands.  Slowly, others in the audience began to join her.  The sound
swelled and engulfed the room even as the sensations of my daddy's tongue
began to engulf my pussy.  One by one the daddies and daughters began to
stand, and the sound of my little moans of pleasure were drowned out by
cheers from the audience.  Then my daddy thrust his whole tongue as high up
inside me as it would reach and I burst out with a high pitched shriek,
cutting though the noise as I came on his face in front of the whole
cheering throng!

   When I had recovered enough to hear, the room was buzzing with
voices as everyone babbled about what they had just seen.  Some of the
daughters had sat themselves an a daddy's lap, their own or another.  Then
the band started playing.

   Daddy rose and took me by the hand.  With the spotlight following us we
stepped down from the dais and out onto the dance floor.  My daddy gathered
me in his strong arms and swept me around the floor in a tight embrace. 
One by one, other couples began to join us.

   In my post-orgasmic glow I was intensely conscious of the hard shaft in
my daddy's pants against my pussy.  His hand dropped from my back down to
my bottom and he pushed it against me.  I began to slide my bare pussy up
and down his cock in time to the music as he swept me across the dance
floor.  We were masturbating each other through the fabric of his trousers.

   Around us on the floor, other couples pressed together as pussies
nuzzled cocks in rhythm to the music.  At the tables, girls sat on hard
dicks and wiggled their ass as hands embraced and undressed them from
behind.  Vows less than an hour old were forgotten as long, elegant dresses
rose up over slender legs to reveal white little-girl panties, or, here and
there, daring frilly lingerie or hot pink thongs.

   For a moment I caught sight of Missy at the edge of the dance floor,
looking at me.  Her daddy was holding her from behind, his hands cupping
her breasts through her low cut bodice.  As I looked, she closed her eyes
and laid her head back against his shoulder.  Her daddy grasped the opening
of her gown and ripped the top apart, exposing her pert, braless breasts to
their eager embrace.

   Some of the couples, frightened by what was happening, got up and
hurried out of the room.  Here and there some of them parted ways.  One
daddy yanked his topless daughter off another girl and dragged her out the
door.  He passed a struggling daughter whose daddy had pinned her to his
lap.  He had one hand under her dress while he held her waist with the
other.  Two other couples came to the rescue, pinning the young girl's arms
and legs so her daddy could remove her panties, then open her top and undo
her bra.  As his large hands covered her tiny breasts she stopped
struggling and turned her head, opening her mouth to welcome his tongue.

   As we danced I reached down and touched the button on my daddy's
trousers.  The fabric was wet with my pussy juice.  I could feel his hard
cock straining against his zipper, seeming ready to burst out the top.  I
squeezed it through his pants, then unbuckled his belt and opened his fly.
I reached into his shorts and grabbed his penis.  Now I could rub my bare
slit along the shaft I cradled in my hand.  My pussy slid smoothly up and
down his pole, my slippery wetness mixing with the juice oozing from the
tip of his cock.  I slid myself up to his very tip, and suddenly I felt the
head of his dick slip inside the opening of my slit.  The moment had come
to fulfill my vow.

   Putting both his hands on my ass, he lifted me and continued dancing
around the floor as I raised my knees and wrapped my legs around him.  With
each step I bounced on his cock, and each time I settled farther down as he
buried himself deeper inside my pussy.  I felt no pain, only delight -
thanks to the ministrations of the toy Miss Lacy had given me - as I
welcomed the first living cock into my virgin cunt.

   As the music ended my daddy carried me to the nearest table and laid me
down with our genitals at the edge.  The heels of my six inch platforms
locked to the edge of the table and my knees went from his waist to as high
up my body as I could get them as I spread my legs and opened myself fully
to him.

   Each stroke brought a forbidden thrill deeper within the core of my
being as my own beloved daddy, the man who used to cradle and protect me,
bounce me on his knee, the man who wiped my tears away and tucked me into
bed at night, the man who taught me good girls didn't let boys kiss them or
even touch them, never wore their skirts too short, and never ever thought
about sex, now thrust his hard cock into my body and taught me the truth of
what it means to be a woman.

   Staring up into the lights above as I drifted into a sensuous haze, I
suddenly became aware of something warm and soft thrashing beside me. 
Turning my head to the left I stared directly into Missy's eyes.  Her face
was contorted in sexual ecstasy as she lay beside me, her body shuddering
with each thrust of the man pounding himself into her formerly virgin
pussy. I looked up to see Mr.  Frazier standing next to my father, fucking
his little girl just as my father was fucking me.  Missy and I stared at
each other for a long moment, then our mouths opened as one and joined in a
deep, sensuous tongue kiss, mingling our tongues as both our daddies
mingled with our bodies.

   Through our mouths and tongues, the rhythm of our fucking merged as the
four of us soared toward unattainable heights of ecstasy.  The spasms began
in my pussy and matched the thrusting of the hard shaft pounding into me.
Missy's hand gripped mine as cries echoed though the room, Missy's, mine,
ours, impossible to separate or to know.  In a joy so intense it was sacred
I actually felt my cervix dilate as the first blast of my daddy's sperm
burst so deep within me it felt like he was pounding against my stomach. 
Spurt after spurt of warm, gooey cum pumped out of his penis and into my
womb.  My orgasm engulfed my mind and body and I died and was resurrected,
I soared to heaven and pulled heaven down to earth and into the depths of
my cunt.  On and on it rolled, sacred and obscene, unending and tragically
brief, utterly unique and unutterably addictive.

   An eternal moment later, spent beyond hope of recovery, I felt my daddy
pull his drained and exhausted cock from my still hungering cunt.  The
emptiness was unbearable.  Betrayed and abandoned, my pussy craved that
delicious feeling of fulfillment it had known only a moment before.  Tears
flowed down my cheeks as I begged for my daddy to return and fuck me
forever.

   In a daze I could hear him saying something incomprehensible to Mr. 
Frazier, and saw Mr.  Frazier agree.  Then my daddy took my hand and raised
me from the table.  I trailed behind him as he pulled me into the restroom
and opened my hand beneath a lube dispenser.  He filled my palm with
slippery gel and led me back out on the floor.

   Dropping his pant around his ankles, he sat down in a large stuffed easy
chair and brought my hand to his miraculously still-hard cock.  Through my
post orgasmic haze I began to understand.  I sank to my knees between his
parted legs.  Eager as I was to fill the emptiness of my lonely cunt, I
paused a moment to lean forward and plant a soft, wet kiss on the tip of
his oozing cock.  The taste of our mingled juices was intoxicating.  I
pulled back and wrapped my lube filled hand around his cock, covering it
just as I had learned to do with my butt plug, and with just the same
intention.

   I wiped my hand against his jacket, and daddy raised me to my feet,
turned me to face away from him, and settled me back down.  I felt the tip
of his slippery cock press against the opening to my still-virgin ass.

   Remembering the painful lessons of my butt plug I settled slowly
downward, feeling his huge shaft press ever harder against the entrance to
my final virginity.  Despite the lube and my recent experience with an even
larger intruder, I gave a brief cry as he suddenly slid through my opening
and deep inside my ass.  The sudden fullness was wonderful, and the longing
emptiness in my cunt abated.

   As I began slowly stroking up and down daddy's shaft, I opened my eyes
to see a crowd of spellbound fathers and daughters witnessing our act. 
Many of the girls were topless, and many of the daddies were caressing
little tits or fondling wet pussies while their daughters jacked their
cocks.  All were gazing at the rigid shaft rhythmically pounding into my
ass.

   Missy was lying unconscious on the table where we had shared our joyous
climax.  Her father stood inches before me, his pants gone and his huge
cock hanging in front of my face.  Daddy shifted his weight forward and his
cock carried me helplessly with him, reclining both of us as his hands
moved up from my hips to cradle my breasts.

   With a mixture of fear and fascination I watched as Mr.  Frazier lowered
himself toward me, one hand supporting his weight on the arm of the chair
while the other guided his stiff cock toward my gaping vagina.  Could this
be happening?  A week ago I couldn't have imagined my body accepting a
single intrusion like this, and now I was threatened with two!

   The fear took hold and I squirmed on my daddy's shaft, fighting to close
my legs against the threat now menacing my defenseless pussy.

   I was helpless against the two strong men now determined to penetrate
me. From behind my daddy held me in place while Mr.  Frazier placed his
hands on my knees and easily pushed my legs apart.  His dick slid
effortlessly into my wet and ravaged opening.  Suddenly my resistance
crumbled as I submitted to a feeling like nothing I ever conceived.

   My last conscious memory of the Purity Ball was looking over where Missy
had passed out on our shared bridal bower.  Daddies and daughters were
gathered around her, and I was just in time to watch Kitty Wilson jack her
daddy's cum on to Missy's tits and ball gown.  She was going to be a very
sticky girl when she woke up.

   The next thing I remember was being placed gently down on my bed at home
while my daddy drew soft, clean sheets over my naked body.  I felt his lips
caress my shoulder, perhaps because it was one of the few spots on my body
not crusty with dried sperm.

   Part VII.  Epilog

   Chastity's End (NiS, MFf, Inc, Oral) It's amazing what a week in The
Program can do for a girl.  And her family.  If only...



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