Playtoy Chapter Thirty-Five © 2014 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com The following morning we all slept in. The convention didn't start until that afternoon, and we were all a bit jet lagged. Tanaka's orgy had gone on until late at night, so we figured that the kids needed the extra shuteye. When we finally did get up, Karen and Anton ordered brunch from the hotel's room service. After we ate, Milo, Jenny, and I carted our promotional materials and swag down to the trade show floor. While we set up in our booth and got everything squared away, Karen and Anton got our boys and girls dressed and did their hair and makeup. Our kids were celebrities at the Young World convention, and there were plenty of men and women, boys and girls who wanted their pictures taken with them. I'd just finished stacking Team Playtoy mouse pads when Karen, Anton, and the kids arrived. "Could you take the first shift manning the booth?" Karen asked. "I want to browse around before it gets too crowded." "Fine with me," I said. "And if you run across some coffee..." "Will do," Karen said. Anton left, too, in order to catch one of the seminars, "Sexy Trends in Makeup and Hair for Girl Models, Age 6 to 10". In addition to the trade show floor, there were product presentations and seminars about building successful youth-oriented businesses, along with educational lectures. Lord Pumpybottom, for example, was conducting a seminar on anal sex with children under 6, one that I was interested in attending. There were demonstrations of products like the Assmaster 3000 and the Junior Miss Sybian. And, of course, there would be various fashion shows, featuring lovely young girls and boys. Milo and I helped the kids up into the pyramid of carpeted cat condos. Angie, Linn, Katya, Alana, Bethany, and Kristin took the first shift. The rest of our kids sat at the tables, greeting visitors, playing video games on their PSPs, texting each other on their phones, or passing the time with the vibrator built into the tail attached to their furry undies. Jenny had a small camcorder to tape our kids in their adorable Playtoy Kitty outfits. After a slow start, the trade show floor began to fill up with attendees. Our booth, with its innovative design, was one of the most popular. In addition, all of the attendees who were Playtoy Magazine subscribers made it a point of stopping by to say hello and meet our kids in person. That gave me a chance to upsell them to Gold level subscriptions. Gold membership entitled one to perks like private cam shows and web chats with our kids, custom photo shoots, and a chance to purchase the kids' used panties or briefs. After an hour and a half manning the booth, I saw Karen approaching with a couple of shopping bags in one hand and a tray of coffee cups in the other. "I'm back," she said, holding up the bags. "Missy's Pretty Panties has a booth here this year. I couldn't resist these for the twins." She rummaged through one of the bags and pulled out a tiny pair of white cotton thongs printed with little red hearts. Missy's Pretty Panties was a lingerie firm run by a former beauty queen named Crystal, and was the first company to put out a line of thongs for little girls. Missy was one of Crystal's daughters, a six year old pagaent queen who was also her mother's favorite underwear model. "Very nice," I said, accepting one of the cups of coffee. "Thanks. Ready to take a shift?" "If if means resting my feet for a while, yes," Karen said. While Karen and Anton manned the booth, Jenny and I strolled around the floor, checking out the exhibits. Our first stop was Papa Jack's booth, an elaborate affair shaped like a dollhouse. Jack's kids wore sheer undies, languidly posing for the crowd gathering around the booth. Jade and Lin were handing out brochures, while Monique and Cherry worked the crowd, kneeling at men's feet and expertly sucking their hard cocks. "Peter!" Jack called out my name when he noticed me in the throng of attendees. "Morning, Jack," I said, reaching out for a handshake. "Great crowd today." "Always is when we give out freebies," he said. "Can I interest you in anything? How about you, Jenny?" "Maybe later," she said, eyeing little Sascia and Trina, who were rubbing vibrators over their hairless slits. "We're checking out the floor," I said. "Perhaps after lunch." "We'll be here," Jack said. "Don't forget to send Tommy over. Vicki would love to take care of him when he needs to be relieved." "I'm sure he'd like that," I said. "Catch you later." "Later," Jack said, turning to answer a question from one of the attendees. Vicki was a four year old girl known for her love of drinking spunk, and Tommy had plenty of that. "What's that?" Jenny said, pointing to an exhibit a couple of booths down from the Dollhouse. It contained what looked like padded armchairs. A girl about four or five years old was seated in one of them, and a man stood behind her with a remote control. He pressed a button and the girl began to moan and writhe. "Let's get a closer look," I said. The man with the remote was in mid-pitch, explaining the features of this special seat. "...and both vibrators are retractable and have independent speed controls," the exhibitor said, twisting a dial on the remote. A humming sound coming from the chair grew louder and so did the girl's moans. A big sign above the booth read "The Teaching Chair". "How do you like your Teaching Chair, Pammy?" the man asked the girl. "I...ahhh...I love it, Daddy," she said between moans. She reached for his trousers and unzipped them, fishing out his hardening cock. Then Pammy leaned over and took his penis in her mouth, hungrily sucking it with her warm little mouth. "Just thirty minutes a day in the Teaching Chair can help your little girl become a multi-orgasmic nymphet," the man said. Pammy began to tremble, her moans muffled by the man's meaty cock. Then she let it fall from her mouth, crying out as her little body was wracked with orgasmic spasms. The man manipulated the remote control, bringing the girl to one climax after another over the course of five minutes. Then he turned down the vibrators, giving Pammy a chance to catch her breath. Once she'd recovered from the intense series of orgasms, she pounced on the man's cock, greedily gobbling his bulbous knob. I plucked a brochure from the pile on the table. "I wouldn't mind a few minutes in that chair myself," Jenny said. "Hey, there's Missy," I said, pointing to a booth at the end of the row. There, three girls were modelling panties while a woman spoke into a microphone. It was hard to make out what she was saying over the noise of the crowd, but as we got closer her words became more distinct. "And Luci's wearing our new line of sexy undies," the woman said. "They're called 'Daddy's Little Whore', and as you can see, with these open crotch panties she'll always be ready to play sexy games." The four year old blonde girl turned around and bent over, exposing her hairless cleft and puckered anus." I recognized the woman with the mic as Crystal, owner of Missy's Pretty Panties. Now in her late thirties, she still had the sculpted cheekbones and carefully coiffed hair of her beauty queen days. "And now here's our princess Missy in her new Porn Star panties," Crystal announced. The six-year-old came out from behind the booth in a skimpy and sheer pink thong with a ruffled waistline. Still active in the pagaent scene, Missy executed a perfect runway walk, wiggling her pretty little bottom. "Let's give Missy a big hand," Crystal said. "Here comes Mary Jo now, rocking the world with her Babyslut panty and cami set." The eight year old girl appeared from the back of the booth, wearing white cotton bikini panties and a matching camisole, trimmed in pink lace and printed with little pink hearts. The word "Babyslut" was embroidered on both the camisole and the panties. Mary Jo spread the lace-edged slit in her panties, exposing her bald cleft to the applause of the crowd gathered around the booth. "Thank you, folks," Crystal said. "We'll have another show in a couple of hours." As the crowd began to disperse, Jenny and I headed over to the booth. We introduced ourselves to Crystal, who we knew by reputation but had never met. "Nice to meet you, Peter," Crystal said. "I've been meaning to drop you a line. Helen told me that they've been going gangbusters since they started advertising in Playtoy." "It's not too early to start thinking about the April lingerie issue," I said. "I'd love to do a shoot with your girls," Jenny said. She had her eye on Missy, who had returned to the front of the booth, dressed in a skimpy pair of pink cotton bikini panties. "Mommy, I'm horny," Missy said in a somewhat whiny tone of voice. "Mommy's busy, sweetie," Crystal said. "Ask Mary Jo to find your vibrator." "I can take care of her," Jenny said. "You and Peter can talk business." "Thanks, dearie," Crystal said. While Jenny led Missy behind the booth, Crystal and I discussed ad rates and deadlines. I had my Blackberry with me, so I e-mailed her a rate card and spec sheet. As we talked about lighter things, I could hear Missy's plaintive moans coming from the changing area in the back of the booth. Then a shrill cry of pleasure rang out, interrupting our conversation. "Missy's a screamer, just like her mommy," Crystal said. A couple of minutes later, Jenny appeared, wiping her face with a tissue. Missy was right behind her, pulling her panties back up, a contented smile on her face. "Jenny ate me real good," the girl said. "Are we going to be in the magazine?" "That's right, princess," Crystal said. "You're going to show Peter and his people all your pretty panties." It would go without saying that we'd feature Missy and her sisters modelling sexy undies. Jenny and I said our goodbyes to Crystal and her girls and continued wandering around the trade show. There were a lot of interesting exhibits on display, from the lovely girls and boys of the Pacific island nation of Tuamali, a newcomer on the sex tourism scene, to Camp Kinderfich, an Austrian boarding school for children that offered the finest in sex education. At this booth, a nine year old girl was leaning over a table, her dirndl skirt lifted up over her hips, ruffled panties down around her thighs, entertaining a line of attendees with her juicy little pussy. An older man in lederhosen, one of her instructors, was feeding her his gnarly cock while a Japanese man in a suit pumped the girl's tiny twat from behind with his veiny penis. "We should visit this place," Jenny said, picking up one of their brochures. "For the January issue?" I said. Jenny nodded. The January Playtoy Magazine featured the children of Europe, where child sex had a long and honored heritage, dating back to ancient Greece. We browsed the booths for the better part of an hour, picking up literature, press kits, and swag along the way. Almost all of the exhibitors knew us and were more than happy to hand us extra freebies in return for the promise of some publicity. Karen would be going around with her camera later on, taking photos for the January issue. We let the exhibitors know so they'd have their best wares on display. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh..." Back at the booth, Brooke was moaning loudly as she rode Milo's meaty cock. He sat in one of the swivel chairs, cupping her pretty bottom as she rocked it up and down. The motion of her hips made the tail on her furry split-crotch Playtoy Kitty panties sway back and forth. "Mmmmm...mmmm...mmmmm...mmmmm..." In a chair next to Milo and Brooke, Bethany was moaning around Tommy's hard young cock while Jake pumped her tiny twat from behind. A large crowd had gathered to watch the Bethany milk her brother with her warm little mouth. "See anything interesting?" Karen asked after we made our way through the throng to the booth. "Plenty," I said. "It's a good show this year." "Ready to take your shift?" Anton asked Jenny. "Yeppers," she said. "Girls, who needs to use the bathroom?" "I do," Katya said. "So do I," Michelle added. "Let me take the girls for a tinkle and I'll be back," Jenny said. "Wait until Bethany comes," Karen said. "She's had two juice boxes and I know she needs to go." "Ahhhh...ahhhhh...ahhhhh...ahhhhhh!" Brooke cried out and convulsed on top of her brother's cock. Milo had taken the vibrator at the end of her tail and pressed it to his sister's tight anus, sending her over the edge. Brooke stiffened, her hips stuttering as she came, clinging tightly to her brother. Milo wrapped one arm around her waist and began pumping her spasming pussy from below. Then he buried his meaty cock in her pulsating passage and erupted, spurting his hot teen cream in her hungry hole. As Brooke let out a contented sigh, the crowd watching them began to applaud. "Mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmm...mmmmmph!" Just then, Tommy let out a groan and unleashed a massive load of spunk in Bethany's loving mouth. As she swallowed her brother's creamy love juice, she began to shudder and shake. Bethany released Tommy's smooth young cock with a loud slurp and let out a keen cry of pleasure. Jake was pounding her tiny twat with his glistening weiner, a blissful expression on his face. As orgasmic waves of pleasure coursed through Bethany's tender body, her pussy began to spasm around Jake's plump sausage. He gave her tight passage a couple of last deep thrusts and let out a grunt, squirting his hot, sticky boycum in Bethany's needy slit. There was more applause from the crowd, impressed that such a little girl could swallow Tommy's big load. "Mmmm...Jakey..." Bethany moaned, happy to have Tommy's cum in her tummy and Jake's sperm in her little pussy. After cleaning off Tommy's cock and Jake's penis with her tongue, Bethany followed Jenny, Katya, and Michelle off to the bathroom. "Help me down, Daddy," Kristin said from the carpeted cat condo. I reached up and plucked her from the third row of cubes. Next to her, Rene was rubbing his hard little pricklet through his furry thong. I took a seat in one of the swivel chairs with Kristin in my lap. "Bored, sweetie?" I asked her. "A little, Daddy," Kristin said. "Can we visit Madame Annette?" "Sure, princess," I said. "Per gave me her number. We'll go over there before we leave." "Thanks, Daddy," she said. "I really want to see my friends." "I'm sure they'll be happy to see you," I said, caressing Kristin's soft skin. Kristin reached down and began to rub my hardening cock through my trousers. "I squirted some jelly in me, Daddy," she whispered in my ear. Kristin slid off of my lap and unzipped my pants, fishing my stiffening penis out of my boxers. Then she leaned in and took the tip into her warm little mouth, swirling her tongue over my glans. When I was fully erect, Kristin climbed back on to my lap, reaching down to spread the slit in the crotch of her furry Playtoy Kitty panties. Kneeling over my hips, she pressed the head of my cock to her lubricated cleft. "Ahhhhh..." Kristin let out a quiet gasp as she slowly settled down on my meaty tool. I glanced downward to watch as my thick shaft stretched her tight passage. Kristin clung to my chest and began to move her little bottom up and down, riding my hard meat. I cupped her fur covered cheeks, guiding her movements. Kristin's lubricated twat gripped my member like a fist, a delicious friction that felt amazing. "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." Every time my beefy member bottomed out in her tiny twat, Kristin let out a soft moan. A crowd had gathered to watch this little girl ride my thick cock, some taking pictures with cameras or cell phones. A few people shouted words of encouragement, like "Ride 'em cowgirl!" or "Pump that little cunt!" I turned the chair to face the crowds, lifting Kristin's tail out of the way so everyone could see her pussy plugged with my hard meat. "Uhhhh...uhhhhh...Daddy...uhhhhh..." Now Kristin was moaning as she bounced up and down on my thick tool. I was rocking my hips as well, plunging my meaty cock in and out of her hot little hole. She began to tremble and moan louder as her pleasure grew. The crowd got into it as well, and a couple of the attendees had their cocks out, stroking them as they watched Kristin ride my meat log. Mae and Lia, manning one of the tables, both leaned over to fellate a couple of the men watching, hungrily slurping over their throbbing members. "Uhhhhh...uhhhhh...uhhhhhh...uhhhhhh..." Kristin was moaning and writhing, using her legs to propel herself up and down on my glistening shaft. I cupped her little bottom, spreading the slit in her furry panties and probing between her cheeks. When I pressed a fingertip into Kristin's tiny anus, that sent her over the edge. She convulsed and cried out, quivering and shaking as ecstatic tremors swept through her tender form. I wrapped Kristin in my arms and rocked my hips, pumping her spasming pussy. A couple of hard thrusts later, I exploded, spurting thick gouts of my hot spunk into her preteen pussy. Kristin gasped when she felt the gusher of steamy cum filling her tight hole. She sighed contentedly and rested her head on my shoulder. "Thanks, Daddy," Kristin purred, pleased to have a pussy full of my hot cream. "Kristin! Kristin! Is that you?" A tall, thin man with dark hair and a mustache called out from the crowd. Kristin turned her head to see who was calling out her name. "Pierre?" she said. "Daddy, it's Pierre. He used to visit me at Madame Annette's house." I lifted her off of my lap and placed her on her feet. Sooma handed Kristin a napkin, which the girl held to her leaking pussy. "Kristin, it is you," Pierre said, working his way to the front of the crowd. "I've not seen you in months." "Hello, Pierre," Kristin said, giving the man a hug. "This is my daddy Peter." "Hi," I said, shaking the man's hand. "Daddy, Pierre was always very nice to me," Kristin said. "He used to bring me chocolate." "Madame Annette said that Kristin had gone to America," Pierre said. "Are you happy, my dear?" "Oh, very happy," Kristin replied. "I live in a big house with my brothers and sisters, Mommy and Daddy, and Uncle Anton and Auntie Jenny." "I am glad to hear this," Pierre said. "I have missed you very much, but if you are happy, then my mind is at ease. Do you remember when we were together, the thing I would do before I said good night?" "Yes, Pierre," Kristin said. "You'd lick my pussy clean." "Would you like me to do that for you?" Pierre asked. "Yes, please," Kristin said. I lifted her on to the table and Pierre bent over, spreading the slit in the crotch of her furry panties. "You've grown many hairs down there," Pierre said, making Kristin giggle. Then he leaned in and began to lick her oozing slit, scooping up my cum with his tongue. Kristin moaned softly as the man ravished her little pussy. Just then, Jenny returned from the bathroom with Katya, Michelle, and Bethany. "There's a long line," Jenny said. "I almost brought them upstairs to the suites." "Okay, who needs a bathroom break?" I called out to our boys. Rene, Jake, and Alana raised their hands. "Be right back," I said to Jenny, leading the trio of boys off to the men's room. Unlike the ladies room, there wasn't a line of people waiting to use the facilities. The boys and I did our business. As we were washing our hands, I noticed a pair of little legs kneeling inside one of the stalls, between a pair of black shoes. I could hear the sound of soft slurping and occasionally a wet fart. Must have been a German, I thought. They love to get blow jobs on the toilet while taking a dump. The man in the stall groaned, and then I heard the sound of the boy swallowing, while simultaneously a large turd splashed into the toilet. "Sehr gutt," the man in the stall muttered. As I dried my hands, I wondered how it would feel to pinch a loaf and shoot my load at the same time. I collected the boys and we headed back to the booth. By this time, Pierre had Kristin coming hard as he lashed her tiny clit with his long, pointed tongue. When she finally had enough, she pushed his head away. Sooma handed Pierre a napkin, which he used to wipe his lips. Then he gave Kristin a tender kiss, kissing the back of Sooma's hand as well. "Please take good care of my little sweetheart," Pierre said. "Of course," I said. "She's such a precious little girl. Here, before you go..." I scribbled a username and password on the back of a business card and handed it to Pierre. "What is this?" he asked. "A complimentary log-in to the Playtoy web site," I said. "So you can keep in touch with Kristin whenever you want." "Thank you for this," Pierre said. He gave me a European hug and a kiss on both cheeks before leaving. When Karen and Anton returned to take their shift in the booth, Jenny and I went to attend Lord Pumpybottom's seminar. The subject was introducing anal pleasure to children under the age of six. With him was his oldest boy Marko, five year old Inga, and Penny, aged four. The girls wore just their skimpy white cotton bikini panties. While Pumpybottom waited for all the seats in the small theatre to fill, he set out an array of different sized vibrators and some tubes of lubricating jelly on a small table. Next to the table was a podium with a microphone, and flanking that were two padded stands that I recognized from our visit to Lord Pumpybottom's estate, made to hold a girl or boy in a receptive position. Once the room was filled, he straightened up and addressed the audience. "Thank you for attending, ladies and gentlemen," Lord Pumpybottom said. "We often neglect the anal needs of our littlest ones. But, I assure you, they can derive just as much pleasure from gentle penetration as adults and older children. Inga and Penny here have already had their anal training, but Marko and I will demonstrate the steps that were taken to prepare the girls for the joys of anal sex. Girls, let's get you into your special panties." As Inga and Penny stripped off their adorable little underpants, Lord Pumpybottom showed the crowd two styles of anal training panties. "These knickers were designed especially for this task," he said, turning the panties inside out. "Here, you can see a Girlgasm vibrator sewn into the gusset. The battery pack clips to the waistband and holds the control dial. Right here is an opening that allows access to her anus." He helped Penny into the panties, made sure that the Girlgasm was nestled in her bald slit, and turned them on. Penny shivered as the vibrator sent waves of pleasure through her pussy. "Now, these knickers are not designed for training, but they'll do the job all the same," Lord Pumpybottom said. "On the inside, you can see this stubby vibrator, designed to fit inside the vagina. Obviously, the girl cannot be a virgin. And again, here is the anal aperture, in this case trimmed with lace. These are a new style of underpants from a company called 'Tushy Girl', from the States." He turned the panties right side in, squirted some lube on the vibrator, and held them out so that Inga could step into them. She pressed the vibe into her hairless cleft and turned it on, gasping as it buzzed her preteen pussy. "Now, you don't need all these special panties or elaborate apparati," His Lordship said as he and Marko helped the girls up on to the padded stands. Penny and Inga laid on their tummies, their bottoms jutting out suggestively. "What you do need is patience, an assortment of vibrators, and plenty of lubricant," Lord Pumpybottom continued. "We start with a thin anal wand, on to which we squirt a generous amount of lubricating jelly." He and Marko applied the goop to the wands, then they squirted some on the girls' tight holes. Penny and Inga gasped as Lord Pumpybottom and Marko penetrated their tiny anuses with the buzzing toys. Jenny and I were well versed in the tricks of anal training, but it was nice to see a master at work. His Lordship skillfully opened Inga's tender passage, while Marko did the same with Penny's tight little tush. The girls moaned and gasped, clearly enjoying a chance to relive their anal training. "This is a process that takes three or four sessions," Lord Pumpybottom said. "And while I'm sure you'd all love to see us bugger these pretty little girls for that long, in the interest of brevity we're going to condense the multiple sessions into one hour." As the audience watched with rapt attention, Lord Pumpybottom and Marko used an ever thicker series of vibrators to open the girls' tight bottoms. By the time they'd gotten accustomed to the thickest of the vibrators, Penny and Inga were on the verge of coming. "Now Inga's little bum is ready for a full sized John Thomas," Lord Pumpybottom announced. He pulled the vibrator out of the girl's bottom and stepped up to the padded stand, unzipping his trousers and pulling out his hardening cock. A few strokes later, he was fully erect and pressing the tip of his turgid member into Inga's tiny tush. At the other stand, Marko aimed the head of his smooth young penis at Penny's tight little anus. Both girls let out a gasp when their bottoms were penetrated. "Remember to take it nice and slow," Lord Pumpybottom said as he eased his meaty cock into Inga's tight passage. "Let her get accustomed to your girth. She'll feel a spot of discomfort at first, but that will soon subside." Little by little, Pumpybottom's beefy member wormed its way into Inga's tiny tush until it was buried to the root. Marko, on the other hand, had an easy time of it and was already plunging his young penis in and out of Penny's tender hole. "Now, pause for a moment to let her get used to the feeling of being fully filled," Pumpybottom said. He paused for a minute, not moving, then he said, "Ready, Inga?" The girl nodded her head and turned up the vibrator built into the crotch of her Tushy Girl panties. Lord Pumpybottom began to slowly thrust in and out of Inga's supple ass. "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." With every stroke of Marko's twitching penis in her bottom, Penny let out a soft gasp. She rocked her hips, meeting the boy's steady thrusts. Marko held her slender waist, glancing down to watch his glistening cock as it disappeared between the girl's soft little buns. There was a camera crew videotaping the seminar, and now the cameraman moved in to get a closeup of the boy as he pumped Penny's tiny anus with his hard meat. An edited clip of the seminar would be posted later on the Young World convention web site. "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Inga was gasping rhythmically as Lord Pumpybottom took his pleasure in her ass. She reached between her legs and pressed the vibrator deeper into her preteen pussy. As Pumpybottom's veiny member sawed in and out of her tiny tush, Inga began to tremble and moan, clearly enjoying the feeling of a thick adult penis filling her tight passage. "Uhhhh...uhhhhh...uhhhhh...uhhhhh..." Penny was moaning loudly now, clinging to the padded stand as Marko used her ass for his pleasure. The boy was pumping her tender hole harder and faster, rocking his slim hips back and forth. That he had an audience while he buggered the little girl didn't bother him a bit. He enjoyed showing off his lean young body and his skills as a budding cocksman. "Ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh..." Inga had turned the vibrator in her panties up to its highest setting and now even Pumpybottom could feel it. The vibe sent waves of pleasure through her tender body, making her moan louder and tremble harder. Suddenly, Inga convulsed on the padded stand and let out an ecstatic cry, pushing back with her hips to take Pumpybottom's thick tool deep in her hot little ass. Pumpybottom pumped her bottom harder and faster, chasing his own release. With a groan, he erupted in Inga's tiny tush, spurting gob after gob of his hot, thick spunk in her tight passage. "Uhhhhh...uhhhhh...Maaarrko...uhhhhhng!" Penny called out her brother's name, shuddering and arching her back as she came. Marko kept up his relentless assault of her tight shitter, pounding it with his smooth young penis. He pumped Penny's tender hole hard and fast until, with a soft grunt, he began to squirt his boy juice in her nether passage. Penny let out a satisfied sigh and turned down the Girlgasm nestled in her hairless slit. "I invite anyone in the audience to enjoy our girls' lovely little bottoms," Lord Pumpybottom said as he pulled his veiny cock out of Inga's ass. Throught the seminar room, men and boys began to stand up and make their way to the stage. "How much time do we have before we have to get back to the booth?" I asked Jenny. She looked at her watch. "Forty minutes," she said. With that, I headed up towards the stage, being the fourth man in line to take my pleasure in Inga's supple ass. Jenny followed with her camcorder, zooming in on the girl's soft little bottom as one man after another penetrated her tiny anus. A tube of lubricating jelly was passed along the line of waiting men and boys but by the time I took my turn in Inga's tight tush, it wasn't really necessary. She'd made short work of the men before me, each one taking no more than three minutes to come in her tender hole, leaving it a mess of semen and lubricant. When it was my turn, I stepped up to the padded stand and pressed the tip of my slippery cock to the entrance of Inga's hungry hole. "Ahhhhh..." Inga moaned softly as I slowly sank my hard meat into her tiny tush. She turned her head to see who it was inside her. "Oh, it's you," Inga said. "Good. I love big ones." I held the girl's slender waist and began to slowly thrust in and out of her tight little tush. Inga moaned and began to push back with her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. Soon I had worked up a steady rhythm, pumping her supple ass with my meaty cock. Inga reached down and turned up the vibrator sewn into the gusset of her Tushy Girl panties, and I could feel the oscillations coursing through her tender body. "Ah...ah...ah...ah..." Each stroke of my thick tool made Inga let out a quiet gasp. Her tiny anus gripped my throbbing member, an exquisite tightness that felt amazing. Even more astounding was her muscle control. Inga tightened her rectal muscles on every in stroke of my beefy cock, then she loosened them on the out stroke. "She's quite the anal expert," Lord Pumpybottom said, cleaning his messy cock with a baby wipe as he watched the line of men and teenaged boys use his girls' bottoms for their carnal pleasure. Penny was crying out in pleasure as a muscular teen boy pumped her supple ass with his stout young penis. "I love what she's doing with her muscles," I said. "Feels wonderful." "Ah, that's something Nicole is teaching the girls," Pumpybottom said. "Inga is a quick learner." "Ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh..." Not only was she a quick learner, Inga was a loud moaner, giving voice to her pleasure as I plunged my meat log in and out of her tiny anus. The vibrator in her preteen pussy was on its highest setting again, sending waves of delight throughout her lower body. She began to tremble and shake as her release neared, and I could feel her buttery ass start to clench around my throbbing tool. All of a sudden Inga convulsed and cried out as orgasmic spasms wracked her tiny form. I pumped her clenching anus hard and fast now, seeking my own release. It wasn't long in coming. I exploded in her hot little hole, unleashing a torrent of steamy cum into Inga's tight passage. She let out a moan and shuddered when she felt the flood of creamy spunk filling her hungry bottom. I would have loved to linger in Inga's supple ass, but there was a line behind me so I pulled out and grabbed a baby wipe from the table next to the padded stand. Jenny and I said goodbye to Pumpybottom, Marko, and the girls and returned to the booth. Per and his kids were there; we'd invited them to join us for dinner in our suite at the hotel. Greta was moaning as she rode Tommy's smooth teen cock, while Juanita was on top of Sonja, slamming her hairless slit with his hard little pricklet. Sven was pumping Kristin's preteen pussy from behind, making her tremble and cry out in pleasure. Michelle was in Per's lap, bouncing up and down on his meaty cock while, next to them, Mae had Annika writhing on the table as she ravished the girl's bald cleft with her tongue. Up in the carpeted cat condos, Katya and Polly were frantically masturbating to the acclaim of the crowd gathered around the booth, busily fingering their tiny clits while they plunged vibrators in and out of their tender twats. Alana and Rene shared their cubes with the twins; Angie was on top of the pantiboi, riding his stiff pecker, while Linn suckled Rene's glistening boner. On the carpet in front of the cubes, Lia writhed on top of Milo's meaty cock, her lovely little bottom rising and falling. Anton had Sooma bent over one of the tables, pumping her sweet ass while she sucked Jake's plump weiner. "How was the seminar?" Karen asked. She'd been attending the booth, handing out freebies and literature while the kids played. "Quite interesting," I said. "His Lordship puts on quite a show." "Five minutes, kids," Jenny called out. Already there were PA announcements that the trade show floor was closing for the day. Karen, Jenny, and I began to put away the promotional materials and swag, working to the sound of orgasmic girls and groaning boys. By the time we were packed, everyone had come. Jenny wiped Greta's leaky pussy, helping her into her panties. Michelle and Lia also had oozing slits, which Karen took care of before heading up to our suites. Before dinner, we took an hour to relax and decompress. I poured drinks for Per, Karen, Jenny, Anton, Milo, and myself while the kids took showers and baths, changing out of their furry Playtoy Kitty undies. By the time the room service carts arrived, everyone was refreshed and in a mellow mood. "So, it's Boys' Night Out tonight?" Karen said as we finished dinner. "Kinda," I said. "Per and I are going to a brothel. "But you're taking Milo and Tommy, too?" Jenny said. "I think they should experience this once in their lives," I said. "My first time was at a bordello." "How old were you?" Jenny asked. "It was my tenth birthday," I said. "A gift from my father. We were living in Corsica then. He took me to a brothel where a nine year old girl laid down and spread her legs for me. Her mother helped me mount her and guided my cock into her little pussy. Sad to say, it was over pretty quickly." "Wow, cool," Milo said. "I'll sit this one out," Anton said. He had Rene in his lap, feeding him spoonfuls of ice cream. On the way to Madame Annette's, we stopped off at a local pub where we fortified ourselves with a couple of pints of Danish beer. The barmaid flirted with Tommy, who tried to look nonchalant. However, he knew his long hair, cowboy hat, and boots made him stand out whenever we took a trip to Europe or Asia, and he always made the most of it, enjoying the attention of women, girls, and not a few men. Had we stayed for another pint, I had no doubt that the barmaid would have taken a break in her duties and taken Tommy into a back room or one of the bathrooms for a quickie. A teenaged girl in a bathrobe met us at the door to Madame Annette's brothel. She recognized Per, who had been a regular visitor in years back, and invited us in. As the girl closed the door, she gave Milo the once over, her gaze finally falling on his crotch. "Follow me," the girl said, leading us into the sitting room. Madame Annette, clad in her silk kimono, greeted us there. About a dozen young girls between the ages of 4 and 10 were seated around the room, some naked, some wearing just their panties. A few were pleasuring themselves with fingers or vibrators, and a couple were rubbing soothing lotion into their sore little pussies. Business had been brisk with the convention in town. "Welcome back, Peter," she said. "And you, Per. Have you brought these handsome young boys for me?" "This is Milo," Per said. "And the young cowboy is Tommy. We would like girls for them." "And you and Peter as well?" Madame Annette asked. "Of course," Per said. "Would you like to play together or in private rooms?" she asked. "Together," I said. "Very well," Madame Annette said. "I believe the parlor is free." The teenaged girl nodded to confirm this fact. Then we were asked to make our selections. Tommy picked a five year old girl named Nina, while Milo chose Ingrid, age seven. Per held his hand out for five year old Helga. A lovely blonde six-year-old named Tanja caught my eye. "Do you speak English?" I asked her. "A...some little," she replied. "Good enough," I said, holding my hand out. She took it and we followed the teenaged girl to the parlor, a room roughly the size of the one we were just in, with couches, chairs, and a chaise lounge. There was a plush rug on the floor and a gas fireplace, which the teen girl lit before leaving. As we found places to sit, Per gave instructions to the girls in Danish. Nina knelt between Tommy's legs and unzipped his jeans, fishing out his hardening cock and taking it into her mouth. On one of the couches, Ingrid did the same to Milo, closely examinging his beefy member before wrapping her lips around the tip. Per, on the chaise lounge, leaned back while Helga curled up between his legs and began to lick and kiss his thick tool. "I am suck you now," Tanja said, kneeling at my feet. She undid my trousers and reached into the fly of my boxers, fishing out my stiffening cock. Then she leaned in and enveloped the tip of my tool with her warm little mouth. Just like Kristin, she sucked like a skilled professional, swirling her tongue over my glans as she stroked my meaty shaft with her hands. As her head bobbed above my lap, I leaned back on the couch and enjoyed oral pleasure from a six year old prostitute. Per said something else to the girls in Danish and Tanja released my cock from her mouth. She stood up and tugged at my trousers. I unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants and boxer shorts down around my legs. Then I peeled off Tanja's little white cotton panties; there was a greasy stain in the crotch from the lubricant that had been squirted into her tiny twat. She held her arms out and I picked her up, lifting her into my lap. Tanja folded her legs underneath her, kneeling over my crotch. She reached for my thick tool and pressed the tip between her rubbery pussy lips. "Uhhhhhh..." Tanja moaned softly as she settled down on my meaty cock, slowly enveloping it with her hot little pussy. On the chaise lounge, Per had Helga on her back, spreading her legs as he mounted her slender body. Tommy was on the rug and, as Nina straddled his hips and guided his smooth young cock into her tender hole, he picked up his cowboy hat and placed it on her head. Nina giggled as she lowered herself down on his hardness. Milo had Ingrid leaning over the back of the couch with her little bottom jutting out. He knelt behind her, stuffing his beefy member into her tight passage. "Ahhh...mister has big cock..." By the time I'd bottomed out in Tanja's young sex, she'd taken nearly half of my fat prick inside her. Now she began to slide up and down the length of my thick shaft, gyrating her slender hips as she was taught to do. Steadying herself with her hands on my shoulders, Tanja set about the task of pleasing my beefy cock with her preteen pussy. She had all the right moves, rocking her hips back and forth, side to side, and a circular motion that felt delicious. I glanced down and watched my cock, glistening with the lubricant that lined her tight passage, stretch Tanja's hairless slit. "Oh...oh...oh...oh..." On the chaise lounge, Helga was letting out a series of rhythmic gasps as Per pumped her tiny twat with his thick tool. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and rocked her hips, trying to match his rhythm. Milo had managed to stuff half of his big teen cock into Ingrid's tender hole and now he was slowly easing it in and out, savoring the tightness of her succulent slit. On the rug, Tommy cupped Nina's pretty little bottom, guiding her movements as she rode his smooth young penis. "Uh...uh...uh...uh..." Every time my hard meat filled her narrow channel, Tanja let out a soft gasp. She'd started off slow, languidly moving up and down on my glistening shaft, but soon Tanja worked up to a faster rhythm, nearly bouncing on my fat prick. I held her slender waist, making sure she didn't bounce too high and fall off of my colimn of flesh. Despite the number of men she must have serviced that day, Tanja's tiny twat felt wonderfully tight, squeezing my thick tool with every stroke. I moved my hands down to her soft little bottom, cupping and caressing it as she rode my throbbing member. "Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh...ahhh..." Nina was moving faster, too, moaning as she bounced up and down on Tommy's stout young cock, her pigtails swaying under the battered cowboy hat. Helga was barely visible beneath Per; only her arms and legs could be seen as he pounded her tiny twat with his veiny tool. Milo had his arms wrapped around Ingrid's tender body, plunging his meaty organ in and out of her tiny twat from behind. "Uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh..." Tanja moaned loudly as she bounced up and down on my throbbing member. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around my neck, undulating her pretty little bottom as she neared her release. I embraced Tanja's trembling body, using the springiness of the couch cushion to pump her tender passage with my thick tool. As the girl's moans grew to become full-throated cries of pleasure, I could feel her hot breath on my neck. Suddenly Tanja convulsed in my lap, crying out in the throes of her orgasmic tremors. When her hips froze, I cupped and squeezed her lovely tush, churning her spasming pussy with my fat prick. Tanja's climax seemed to go on forever, even after I erupted, spurting gob after gob of hot nookie chowder in her pulsating passage. The girl hugged me tightly, gasping as I pumped her full of my creamy spunk. Gradually, her trembling began to subside and she relaxed in my arms. "Ooooh...you put many juice in me," Tanja purred. She laid her head on my shoulder and yawned, sighing contentedly as I caressed her soft back and bottom. On the chaise lounge, Helga was shuddering and crying out underneath Per, her arms and legs quivering as he slammed her tight little twat. I heard him grunt, followed by a gasp from the girl when she felt the big load he was shooting in her tender hole. Nina was moaning and writhing on top of Tommy. The cowboy hat had fallen off her head and now she was clinging to his chest, trembling and shaking. Tommy had his arms wrapped around her little body, rocking his hips as he pumped her spasming cunt. When he came, unleashing a massive load of his hot teen spunk in Nina's tight passage, she let out a squeal of delight. "Ahhhhh...ahhhhh...ahhhhh...ahhhhgh!" Ingrid cried out in pleasure as Milo thrust his thick tool in and out of her hungry hole. He had her quivering form wrapped in his muscular arms, pounding her pussy so hard that the couch squeaked. Then he slammed his meaty cock deep in her tender passage and let out a grunt, spurting thick gouts of his steamy spunk into her spasming twat. Ingrid let out a satisfied moan when she felt the handsome teen cream her hairless slit. "Wake up, sweetie," I said to Tanja, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "You make good feeling pussy," she said, a dreamy expression on her face. I helped her up off of my cock, setting her down on the couch. After pulling up my boxers and pants, I slipped Tanja's panties up her little legs. Per, Milo, and Tommy got dressed as well, helping the girls into their panties. I carried Tanja in my arms back to the sitting room, where Madame Annette was waiting. The girls' panties were soaked with the sperm oozing from their bald clefts, much to the consternation of the madame's teenaged helper. The fourteen year old girl, whose name was Sabrina, was once one of Madame Annette's child prostitutes. Now she helped her madame, bathing the girls and changing their panties after visits from clients. "There is something I wish to show you," Madame Annette said to me after I paid her. "Come, follow me." © 2014 Anais Ninja anais.ninja.asstr@gmail.com anais_ninja@hotmail.com