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Chelsea Loves to Pole Dance
by Johndough (no address provided)

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Young Chelsea's mother moves to the big city to 
satisfy her addiction for cock and on the side becomes 
a pole dancing instructor. Chelsea takes up pole 
dancing when dad builds her a basement dance studio 
and gives a set of her mother's DVDs. When she joins 
girl scouts she starts her own dance class with three 
of her best friends. Thinking they are alone the girls 
get more and more risque and finally Chelsea gets a 
version of her mother's DVDs for strippers and the 
girls practice naked. Then they find out that they had 
an admirer... (Mggg, pre-teens, ped, exh, voy, inc, 
1st)

***

Jennifer was the product of a single mother home a 
mother who loved to have her cock and who spent more 
time on her back with strangers than making meals or 
helping her daughter with her homework.

Apparently she passed her addiction on to Jennifer who 
seduced one of her mother’s lovers after her mom had 
passed out and her boyfriend wasn’t satisfied. The 
fact that Jennifer was only 11 didn’t bother him a 
bit.

Once she realized most boys and men always wanted to 
fuck at any opportunity presented she made sure she 
presented herself whenever it was discreet and 
possible. By her senior year in high school she had 
gone through all the sports teams and half the faculty 
but decided for Prom she would go with Peter Loomis. 

Of all the men and boys she had been through over the 
years Peter had stood out because he was hung like a 
horse. He even rivaled the few black men who came 
through town and she had sampled. It was 11 inches 
flaccid and almost 13 inches when hard.

As the dance came to a close she had him take her home 
where he spent the night as stud for both Jennifer and 
her mother. The first encounter was with Jennifer who 
laid him down on his back and spent 5 minutes working 
him into her pussy until she had him entirely in her. 
It was like reliving her first time because she hadn’t 
felt so full since then. She was so caught up in her 
own orgasms that she failed to note the warning signs. 
In fact the swelling of his cock and twitching as he 
sent load after load into her highly fertile pussy 
gave her, her biggest orgasm in years. Only afterward 
did she realize that she hadn’t pulled off or had him 
pull out as she had since becoming sexually active.

It turned out his aim was good and after graduation 
they got married. When Chelsea was born there were 
complications and Jennifer had to have her tubes tied 
so that she could never get pregnant again. They spent 
Chelsea’s first year as an ordinary family, at least 
as ordinary as any family where daddy spent weekends 
sandwiched between his wife and mother in law. Then a 
week after Chelsea’s first birthday grandma ran into a 
psycho who strangled her and raped her dead body 
before even asking her if she was willing.

Her death affected Jennifer greatly and she sought 
solace with as many cocks as she could get. She 
divorced Pete and moved to the big city to work as a 
stripper. She made it big there and opened a dance 
studio specializing in pole dancing. She had a wide 
variety of clientele beyond just strippers and 
eventually produced a set of DVDs which she marketed 
in infomercials. Gymnasts were using poles in their 
routines and pole dancing was turning up in talent 
contests all over. 

When Chelsea turned 7 Jennifer sent her a set of 
instructional DVDs and Chelsea asked her dad if he 
could build her a pole dance studio in the basement. 
Being a contractor it was no problem. Nor was it a 
problem to place several cameras in the walls and 
behind mirrors so he could keep an eye on Chelsea 
without her knowing it.

While her mother was a blond, Chelsea had inherited 
her father’s black hair and his mother’s violet eyes 
and bore a strong resemblance to a young Liz Taylor. 
By age eleven she had lost most of her baby fat and 
her body was taking shape as a young woman. Her 
workouts with the pole made her as lithe as a gymnast.

When she was eight she asked to join the Girl Scouts 
and single dad Peter found himself hosting meetings 
and delivering cookies. Then Chelsea turned 12 and 
asked if she could have some friends for a sleepover 
and Peter became surrogate father for 3 other 12 year 
olds. Chelsea took them to the basement and taught 
them the fundamentals of pole dancing and within a 
month the sleepover friends were Chelsea’s first pole 
dancing class.

All of them were hot little numbers. Annie was a blue 
eyed blond, Daphne was a green eyed redhead and Nikki 
was a brown eye brunette. Their breasts were all 
taking shape and their hips and asses weren’t far 
behind (if you’ll pardon the pun). 

As the youngest, Chelsea was the last to turn 13. 
Peter went down to the local adult book store and 
found one of Jennifer’s first DVD sets about pole 
dancing for strippers where she taught the course in 
the nude. He pretended it came from her mother. 

That night he was glued to his computer as he watched 
his daughter timidly strip off her leotard and 
pantyhose and panties and practice what she watched 
her mother doing on the DVDs. He had an instant hard 
on from watching her taut young breasts with their 
dark pink areolas and erect nipples barely bounce on 
her athletic young frame. But what drew his attention 
the most was the small patch of black hair on the 
prominent mound of her young pussy. 

While he was aware that her young students had had 
periods for over a year, Chelsea had just had her 
first one a month before her birthday. From the 
internet he knew that this was a common occurrence 
among gymnasts and other athletically inclined girls. 
Over the next two months he watched as Chelsea 
convinced her class to go nude as well. He amassed 
several hours of naked pussies and breasts pretend 
they were dancing for a roomful of males and acting as 
seductively as possible.

Then came the first weekend after school got out and 
her class got permission spend both Friday and 
Saturday night at Chelsea’s house. They immediately 
went to the basement and stripped off their clothes 
and started working out with the pole. As always 
Chelsea had her laptop hooked up to speakers to play 
her mom’s DVDs She remembered which one she had in the 
player so she didn’t even check.

But instead of music and her mother, her father’s face 
came up on the screen.

“Hello, Chelsea. Hello, girls. I installed hidden 
cameras so I could keep an eye on you while you were 
practicing, Chelsea, mainly in case you hurt yourself 
and couldn’t get to me. I must say that lately you all 
have amazed me…” then came a series of video clips of 
the girls at their most risqué like thrusting their 
hips toward the imaginary audience and spreading their 
pussy lips apart “…I think we need to talk. Do not get 
dressed but come up to my room at once.”

The girls looked sheepishly at one another and 
followed Chelsea up to her father’s bedroom. He was 
lying on his bed on his back covered by a sheet. On 
his large HDTV they saw their own sexy dancing on the 
screen.

“I think I am going to have to talk to all your 
mothers.“

“NO!” 

“Please don’t!” 

“We’ll do anything!”

“I was going to say or...”

“Or what, dad?” Chelsea asked.

“Or.." and here he whipped the sheet off exposing for 
their viewing pleasure his fully erect 13 inches of 
wonderfully thick manhood, “You can all graduate on to 
dancing on your mother’s favorite pole.”

All four little beauties opted to graduate with 
Chelsea going first as their instructor.