THE PAGEANT

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I had been on the Kiddie Pageant circuit for several years and it never failed to amaze me how much the bat-shit-crazy mothers wanted to win.� The little girls were usually marginally interested or outright disinterested, but those pageant moms, oh boy, they wanted it bad.�

The mothers usually were poured into way too small stretch pants that showed off every bulge and morsel of cellulite.� They once may have been pretty, probably high school cheerleader pretty, but their looks had long faded.� Once in awhile you ran into that perfect combination of rabid pageant mom and little girl who is desperate to be �Discovered�.� That�s what I was presented with in that hot Florida hotel lobby on a Saturday night.�

Mom was, I don�t know, late 30�s, 40-60 pounds overweight and desperate for her little girl to be the winner she never was.� And the little girl� fucking delicious.� Her mom breathlessly introduced her as Crystal and said she was in the under 10 category and wasn�t she perfect and wouldn�t she be a great winner and she'd be willing to do just about anything, absolutely anything to win.� Could I help?

Crystal stood by trying to look her prettiest.� Nine years old, under 5 feet tall, probably 80, maybe 90 pounds.� She wore a tiny denim skirt and a halter top.� Not inappropriate in the hot weather, but... they could have been a little more demur.� The halter top was sheer and clung to every little curve.� She was just starting to get puffy little nipples and you could see it all.� Judging by mom she would have some huge jugs to deal with before too long, but for now... perfect.� Her little ass was just barely covered by her skirt and I wanted it badly.

I raised my eyebrows to Mom, who called herself Val. Mom just nodded and repeated, �She�ll do anything�

�You sure about that, Val?� There are a LOT of beautiful little girls here, competing hard.� How do I know Crystal has what it takes?�

�Well, you're lead judge, right?� Can�t you, uh, give her special consideration?�

�Special consideration?� Why would I do that?� Crystal looks great and all but��

�C�mon, Sir.� Maybe you can, uh, you know, give her some special coaching, like, uhm, up in your room�?�

�Oh, well now, that would be highly irregular.� Besides, if I was to do something like that, and I'm not saying I would, how would I be sure it wouldn�t come back on me?�

�Because she just wants to win, Mister.� Crystal wants it bad.� Like I said, we, uh, talked about it and she is ready to, uh, do... whatever it takes to win. Anything.�

I turned to Crystal and looked her up and down.� I wanted her bad, but didn�t want to tip my hand.

�Crystal, you�re nine years old?�

�Uh huh, ten in a month!�

�Wow, almost ten, huh?� Well, your mom says you want to win.� Is that right?�

�Oh, yeah. I want to be famous!� Crystal gushed brightly.

�Okay, Crystal, maybe we can work on it.�

Turning to her mom I said, �Listen, I�m in room 1511, one of the suites.� I�ll be back in my room by 11 PM.� Send her up if you�re serious.� If you have any second thoughts about her, uh... doing what it takes, don�t waste my time.� Okay?�

"She'll be there," Val replied with a sly smile.

I spent the rest of my evening doing pageant related things.� Attending meetings and talking to other judges.� The evening ended in a �mixer� for moms and contestants.� It was one of the perks that got the parents to drop tons of money on these things.� For someone of my� shall we say, certain tastes, it was one of the best parts of the show.� Dozens of girls, generally aged seven to fifteen, all standing around trying to �out pretty� the girl next to her and get my attention. Posing, preening, jockeying for position.� It was incredible.� Many of the girls were wearing makeup applied by their mothers in ways that were much too old for them, and the outfits� My God, I wouldn�t let my daughter dress like that� if I had one.�

I got a kick out of watching Val hovering nervously nearby all night, worried that one of the other little starlets would catch my attention and ruin things for Crystal.� She was constantly pushing Crystal in my direction and whispering instructions to her, presumably to be bubbly and engage me in conversation.� She wore a fairly demure little red dress.� Attractive, but there were so many other girls that it all blended together.� I tortured Crystal and her mother by largely ignoring them all night.� Chatting to other girls and mothers while watching them fret out of the corner of my eye. I even asked a couple of the girls to demonstrate their runway walk and nodded approvingly as they did so.� They were all cute, but � Crystal and Val were the ones who had put it out there for this pageant.� You�d be surprised how often it happens.

Around 10:30 I finally paid them a little attention.

�So, Crystal, it must be past your bed time, isn�t it? Do you still want that private coaching or are you too tired?

Crystal and her mom both almost shouted, �NO!� at the same time.

Val let me know that Crystal was �very anxious� to get some training and Val had even picked her out a special outfit.� Crystal stood by nodding vigorously and trying to look like a pageant winner.� I looked at my watch.

�Well, it�s nearly 10:40.� If you want to get up to my room by 11, you better go get ready, no? Don�t keep me waiting.�

With that they scuttled off and I had time to suck down one more Scotch before heading to my room. Sure enough, dead on at 11:00 PM there came a quiet knock on the door.� I opened it to find that Crystal had decided she was ready for the big leagues and came dressed to prove it.� Where these mothers find slutty clothes for their daughters, I�ll never know, but I will be forever grateful.� Crystal stood there already flushed with excitement.� She wore a outfit that was made for clubbing.� A short black silk dress with gold brocade, black shiny high heel shoes that must have made her at least 5 inches taller than her 4�10 and best of all, peeking from under her hem, black stockings held up by garters.� Where do you buy garters for a nine year old girl?� They found them somewhere�

I stepped aside to let Crystal in, but moved back when Mom tried to come in.

�Can I help you, Val?� These are usually private sessions.�

�Oh! Well, I thought, you know, I�d stay and � make sure Crystal was, I dunno, safe��

�Did you dress her up like that to keep her safe?� I chuckled.

Val was looking increasingly anxious as we talked. I could see her looking over my shoulder at her baby girl and wondering if she was making a huge mistake, which of course she was.

�Listen, Val, you�re not trying to tease me are you?� I�ll send her back down to your room when we�re done.� Or you can take her with you now.� You wanted this, and you know what is what.� So... does she stay or not, Mom? If she doesn�t stay, she�ll probably be out in the first round of judging tomorrow.�

Behind me I heard Crystal. �Mom!� Please!� Don�t ruin this for me, I wanna win tomorrow! Pleeeeze!�

Val stood there looking tortured as I slowly closed the door in her face.� I�d seen it before, made a big plan to get her daughter the win and then had second thoughts when the time came to do the deed.

I turned to Crystal to see her standing there trying to look as sexy and grown up as she could, but really she looked like what she was.� A nine year old kid willing to do anything to win a pageant and be on her way to �stardom�. Her cheeks were flushed.� She is obviously anxious and excited. She stood there looking uncertain and nervous and I just let her stew in it for a moment while openly looking her up and down and taking her in.� Her flush turned to a blush, if that�s possible, and she took a hesitant step towards me.� I don�t know what she intended to do.

�Well, let�s see here, Crystal.� So, you want to be a winner, huh?� Willing to do whatever it takes?�

�Oh, yes, sir!� I want to win more than anything!� I want to be famous in the worst way. I just know I�m going to be a star someday.� I�m ready to do, gosh, just about anything!�

�Did your mom dress you up or did you pick out that outfit, Crystal?�

Her hands fluttered to her dress and straightened the hem anxiously.� �We picked it out together.� Don�t you like it?� She picked out the, uh, underwear.� She had to order it special online for my size.� You don�t like it?�

�Oh, I like it just fine.� You know your mother dressed you up like a little whore, don�t you?�

�Oh! Well...� Ah, we thought it, you know, looked� sexy.� And that maybe if I wore it for you� and, uh, tried really hard, you�d help me, you know, win tomorrow.� I can� I can, ah, take it off if you don�t like it.�

�No, no.� Keep it on... for now.� Let�s see how you do your runway walk, okay?� Then we�ll see what work you need.�

�Okay!� Where, right here?� I can just walk across the room?�

�Sure, Crystal, just walk between me and that full length mirror so I can watch you.�

I sat on the bed and waited for the show to start, already sporting a semi in my pants.

Crystal turned, a little unsteady on her heels, and walked to the mirror.� She watched my face in it as she put every extra twitch into her little hips she could.� Once she got there she turned around and headed back to me.� She was indeed a very sexy little nine year old, but I was not about to tell her that.

�Here, Crystal, turn around.� You�re not quite getting it right.�

�Oh, okay, Sir!� I�ll try again.�

�No, no. Just hold still for a minute.�� I took hold of her hips just above her perfect little ass and began to move her body back and forth.

�See that, Crystal?� You need to let your hips soften up, so they move smoothly� Learn to relax them... like they are on a swivel.�

Really, I was just trying to get her used to my hands on her little body.� She kind of knew what her mother had got her into, and was willing in theory, but I knew if I didn�t go slow and warm her up, it could go south real quick.� Last thing I need was her getting all scared and running out of my room shouting rape all down the hallway.� Slow was good for me too, gave me more time to play with her.

I felt her tense for a moment as I moved my hand to cup her firm ass. I was pleased to feel that her mom had put full panties over her garters, not a little thong.� Don�t ask me why, but I love a little girl's ass covered with material rather than a thong.� Maybe it�s like a Christmas present waiting to be unwrapped.

As I fondled her bottom she stood there stock still, not complaining, but not helping either.� She obviously didn�t know what was expected nor what she should do next.� I enjoyed her obvious nervousness and uncertainty, but complete compliance.� I very deliberately groped her ass for a moment so there could be no mistake.� I enjoyed keeping up the pretense of a �training� session though.

�See, what the problem is here, Crystal?� You�re too tense through your bottom. You�re never going to get a runway walk noticed by the judges if you don�t work on that.�

She shyly looked over her shoulder.� I could see she was flushed and anxious. �What should I do?" she asked.� "I really want to make it better.� I� I�m willing to do anything, anything you say.�

Instead of saying anything, I ever so slowly lifted her little skirt to uncover her ass.� It was perfect.� Perfect as a nine year old girl's ass should be, firm and smooth. I'd find out soon enough if it was pasty white or tanned.� She had on amazing black lace panties.� Not the thongs that show everything and leave little to the imagination, but rather great tight sexy black silk that I knew I was going to love peeling off of her.

�Mmm hmmm� I think I see the problem here. It�s these darn panties.� Much too constricting for� what we want to do here.� Most pageant winners do without them.� Makes for a smoother line under the dress and is less constricting.�

�For real?� Well, I... um...� Could you... I mean, would you help me take them off, please?�

�I guess if you�re really ready to do what it takes��

�Uh, huh Sir, I�m ready to do anything.�

With that tacit agreement I started to work Crystal's little panties over her bottom.� I wanted to tease myself as much as give her time to get nervous, and anxious, and excited, and afraid.� I so slowly pulled them down over her firm little ass.� She had obviously been spending time working on her tan by the pool because she had a little bit of sunburn and under her panties, lily white, her ass had clearly never seen the light of day. I made sure to feel her up as I took them off.� She stood stock still and let me strip them off, not knowing what else to do. My hands cupped her bare cheeks and squeezed them, firm like only a nine year old girl can be.� I lowered the panties down to puddle at her feet and ran my palm up the inside of her leg until the edge of my hand was firmly between her legs.

�Move your feet apart, Crystal,� I whispered to her

She meekly did as told and I cupped her smooth mound from behind.� She was watching all the action in the mirror and I smiled to see her biting her lip and looking like she was enjoying herself.�

I lowered her skirt to cover her bottom, but left my hand to play for a moment, my fingers probing and seeking her tiny little clit while I started to whisper filth to her. �That�s a sweet little pussy, Crystal.� You might win tomorrow after all.� Nobody's ever touched you like this, have they?� Your Daddy's never fucked you, has he?� Your Uncle?� You like me playing with your little clit?� Feels nice doesn�t it?�

She could only mewl and nod as I fondled her preteen sex.� It was tempting to spin her around and push her face down on the bed and rape her right then, but I made myself wait.� There were other things I wanted from this little fuck toy.� I played with her bald little pussy for another moment and then turned her loose.� She sighed and looked at me questioningly; I think wondering why I had stopped making her feel good.� She was flushed and breathless as I told her to take another walk across the room.

She turned and smoothed her skirt and then started across the room on wobbly legs, more than a little unsteady on her high heels. She made her way back across the room, looking delicious, and stood in front of me, waiting for whatever was next.� I stood and turned her towards the mirror, her back to me so we could both watch our reflection. Without speaking, I slowly started to pull her zipper down the back of her dress.� Her face was an interesting, and exciting, mixture of fear and uncertainty.� It always came to this.� The girls, in theory, were willing to �do anything�, but that was always in the abstract.� When it came time to put the theory to test they often got cold feet. I know it�s bad, but their reluctance only made me want to fuck them that much more.� Nine year old Crystal was no different.

�Um, hey, Mister, uh, maybe this isn�t such a great idea � I think maybe� I can win on my own... Don�t you think?�

�Well, Crystal, seems a shame to get this close to winning for sure and chicken out now.� I thought maybe you had what it takes.�

Her hands fluttered trembling to her dress as I started to push it off her shoulders as she weakly tried to gain her modesty back. She flinched as I leaned forward to wetly kiss her shoulder, drawing her pretty dress over her shoulders and stopping just short of uncovering her perfect little tits.

Kissing her neck, I breathed in her ear quietly, �C�mon, Crystal, your mom was willing to whore you out to win, aren�t you going to make her proud?� All you have to do is suck a little dick and let me pop your cherry.� I probably won�t even fuck your sweet little ass.�

It turned me on no end to watch her shocked face in the mirror as I whispered filth to her. I enjoyed being the first to talk to her like the little whore she is. I think she knew she was morally challenged to even find herself in this position and now she knew she would have to perform or lose the pageant. I could see her resolve crumbling as I pushed her dress down and uncovered her pretty lace bra.� She actually had some of the nicest tits I�d seen on a nine year old.� Puffy, cone-like nipples, a good mouthful of young boob.� Like I said, judging by her mom she would have some huge jugs in a few years.� I was glad to get to her when she was firm and small and bald.� Her little slit came into view as the dress puddled around her ankles and she stood before me blushing furiously and not knowing what to do with her hands.�

I turned her around and cupped her nearly hairless little sex before I pushed her little bra over her tits, uncovering her for my mouth.�� I could feel her tremble as I leaned forward to kiss one of her puffy little nipples.� She recoiled a bit and I shook her by her shoulders to let her know she was past the point of no return.� Standing before me clad only in garter and stockings was frightening for her I�m sure.� Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes wide as I took her tender nine year old nipple between my lips for the first time and gently sucked on it.� She gasped as I flicked my tongue over it and then bit down.� Her breath came in short gasps as I fondled her young body and began to explore.� My hands roaming from her ass to her bald sex as I moved my lips wetly from nipple to nipple, teasing them to hardness. She moaned quietly as my fingers found her tiny clit, already standing out from her smooth pussy lips, excited, frightened, little girl as she was.� I picked up some of her wetness and circled my finger around her sensitive nub, wanting to get little Crystal hot as I molested her.

I smiled as I felt her hips jerk, she was feeling things I don�t think she ever had before.� I ran my free hand over her firm little body as I played with her sensitive clit. She bit her lip and lowered her eyes, concentrating on the pleasure.� She was one wet little girl as I ran my fingers over her smooth little pussy.

�Mmm, you like that, Crystal?� You like me fingering your tight little slit?�

She just mumbled and nodded.

�Tell me, Crystal.� Say it.� Tell me you like being my little slut.�

�Aww, Mister� Please� I�� uhhhh... oh!� Yesss� I... I like being your little slut�It feels soo�awwwww...�

I smiled as I watched her with her head bowed, her eyes closed as she tried to sort through the things I was making her body feel. She bit her lip as I stimulated her little preteen clit.� I wondered if she had even discovered masturbation for herself yet.� My other hand roamed freely over her little body.� Pinching and cupping.� Playing with her sensitive nipples, hearing her gasp as I pinched and twisted them, making them stand out from her little breasts.� Filling my hand with her perfect little ass, not an ounce of sag or cellulite� the kid was only nine, how could there be?�

Her eyes snapped open as I whispered to her, �Mmm that�s a good girl, Crystal.� It�s time� time for you to make sure you win this pageant�� Are you ready, you little fuck toy?"�

While I spoke to her I was pulling off her bra and then helped her step out of her panties. I wanted her on her knees in just her sexy stockings and garter.� Such a fucking turn on to see her kneeling in front of me.� Nine years old and ready to take a dick in her mouth for the first time.� I loved the apprehensive look on her face while I stripped her down.� She was flushed from my playing with her bald little pussy, but she looked like what she was, a scared little kid.� I hope her mother was happy she had put her little princess in this position.

�C�mon, Crystal�Get on your knees, little princess�I think you know what I want�� Your mom certainly knows what I want...�

Crystal�s pretty little chin quivered, but she obediently got to her knees in front of me.� Her eyes were big as saucers as the enormity of the position she found herself in truly sunk in.� I think if I had opened the door, she would have fled naked into the hallway, but she knew that wasn�t going to happen.� She kneeled for me and then looked up at me, uncertain as to what to do next. I briefly wondered what her mother had told her about what she was about to do.

�Crystal.� Come on. Do you want to win or not?� You�ve come this far, come on, are you a little baby or are you a pageant winner?�

A little tear slipped out of her eye and down her cheek, but she raised her hands to my belt buckle and started to awkwardly work it open.� Poor little thing's hands were trembling as she tried to figure out how to undo a belt from that strange angle.� I could have easily helped her out and done it for her, but it was so much more of a turn on to stand there with my hands on my hips looking down at her. She kept looking up at me and then back to the belt buckle, pushing and pulling at it trying to get it undone.� Finally she got it open and was faced with her next obstacle. Getting the button open and my pants unzipped.

�Hmmm� definitely don�t include undoing belt buckle in the talent portion of your show tomorrow, Crystal," I quipped.� Adding ominously, "I�m starting to wonder if you really are a winner���

What I was thinking and wondering was if I was ever going to get my dick sucked at this rate.� My teasing had the desired effect.� She put on a pouty look and really concentrating on it, got my button undone and my pants unzipped in not much time.� She didn�t want to have me thinking she was a stupid little baby or anything.� Problem was, when she looked up at me triumphantly, she then realized that there was not much left to do, but pull my pants down and start sucking her first adult cock.� Her first cock of any kind, I was sure.� That first time aspect of it was what always turned me on the most and why I loved these young girls whose mothers whored them out to win some stupid fucking talent show.� With a few exceptions, it was always the first time these young princesses had any kind of intimate contact with a man, or boy. I loved being the first one to the top of the hill, so to speak.

She looked up at me for a second, my zipper down and pants opened. I just looked at her and nodded encouragingly.� She swallowed hard and bit her lip.� Then she grabbed my pants and started working them down over my hips.� I shimmied a bit to help her out and soon my pants were puddled around my ankles and all that was left was my boxers, almost comically tented in front of me.� Crystal licked her lips nervously and then pulled them down my legs as well. She made every effort to look anywhere she could besides my dick while she was pulling my shorts down.� Eventually though, she knew her time was up and she needed to do the deed.� Slowly she looked up into my eyes, probably hoping one last time I�d let her off the hook, but not seeing that in my eyes, she finally looked at my thick, hard cock.� Again her lip trembled, but she gamely reached her hand up and for the first time wrapped her small nine-year-old hand around the base of a cock.� My cock.

I had her positioned so I could watch her kneeling there in front of me in the full length mirror that I had her walk to earlier.� She looked amazing, kneeling there naked except for her pretty black garter belt and stockings with her perfect little heart shaped ass resting on her feet.� I could see her tiny hand wrapped around my adult cock, making it look bigger than it was, huge really. It felt exquisite as she tentatively jacked my dick a few times. I shifted my gaze to look down at her and found her looking up into my face, eyes large as saucers and watery.

�Mmmmm, that�s good super star, real good.� You�re going to make your mother so proud.� Any judge would call you a winner looking like that.� You�re a good little girl, Crystal.� Now, do it.�

She knew what I meant and finally leaned forward to awkwardly slurp the large drop of precum she had produced off the tip of my cock. She grimaced a bit, but was committed.� She molded her lips to the head of my dick and closed her eyes.� I felt her tongue contact the sensitive skin of my corona and make a slow, quivering circuit around it. I stood, hands on hips, and watched as she moved her mouth forward. I jerked as her teeth raked over the sensitive skin and I softly smacked the side of her face and pulled my hips away, breaking contact.

�God dammit! Crystal, I swear to fuck that if your teeth touch my cock again, you�re out of the pageant. Is that what you want?�

Almost ready to cry, she shook her head a bit and whispered, �No sir!� Please I�� and she went back to work winning her pageant.�

This time it was perfect. She ran her tongue around the head of my cock and then opened wide.� I felt her lips close just beyond the head and she swallowed creating a beautiful suction. I grabbed a handful of her pretty hair and held her in place.

�Aahhhh... that�s it, baby girl� work that dick head, you little fucking cock sucking slut. Work that hand on my dick.� I want to feel that tongue too� Be a winner, Crystal!�

She opened her eyes and looked up at me.� It was an interesting mix of confusion, hate, lust, and surrender.� I let go of her hair for the moment and she knew enough to begin to bob her pretty little mouth up and� down on my adult penis; pure instincts, I suppose. She was only taking a very short length of my dick, but I could already see, and feel, that she had about as much as she could take, comfortably at least. I let her work at it for a few minutes, enjoying watching, and hearing her suck my cock.� Her pretty nine-year-old lips stretched obscenely to accept the girth of my cock, she�d make little sucking sounds at times.� And she was whining a bit, out of need or fear, I was unclear.�

On one down bob, I hunched my hips forward an inch and was rewarded with a quiet retch from Crystal as I found her gag point. This caused her to increase her pace a little, trying to please me I suppose. Both her mouth and hand worked my shaft just a bit quicker and I could feel her tongue working around my head a bit more frantically.� I thought for a moment of her mother, of the giant tits and cellulite, and wondered what she was doing at that second.� Fretting about her little beauty no doubt.� I briefly wished I could call her into the room and watch as I was about to teach her sweet baby girl how to deep throat a dick.

�That�s a good girl, Crystal!� Look at you working that dick�� Good girl!� Yes, use your hand, princess... That�s it�. You ready now?� You ready to take it all?�

Her eyes flew open and met mine and she shook her head as much as she could with my dick in her mouth. I placed my large adult hands on either side of her head and held her firmly while I began to feed her my cock.� It was so fucking exciting to see her trying to get me off quick to avoid taking more of my dick in her mouth.� She worked her hand in counterpoint to her mouth, frantically bobbing on my shaft and her tongue was flying around my sensitive cock head.

�Yesss� that�s a good little cock slut... What a great little fuck toy you are, Crystal.� Your mommy and daddy would be so proud if they could see you right now.�

Her tiny pink nipples stood out from her mostly flat chest in a mixture of fear and lust as I began to feed her more and more of my cock.� I held her face and began to pump my cock between her lips.

�Here it comes, princess... Get ready to swallow my dick, okay?� You�re going to need to swallow when I hit the back of your throat, okay Little Beauty Queen?� I�m going to put a load down your throat... okay, baby girl?� Ready to really suck a dick, little fuck toy?�

I loved talking nasty to these little pageant girls. Some of them, surprisingly, ate it up.� I think the need for attention and praise negated the fact that they were being raped by an adult.� Often they would really play it up and suck a dick like they were born to.� Crystal tried to be a big girl and bring me off as fast as she could, not that she understood what that meant.� I�d be getting off for sure, but on my own schedule.� I pumped until I felt the head of my dick lodged in her throat.� Her eyes became alarmed as she realized she couldn�t breathe around the head of my cock. She beat her little fists on my thighs until I let her come up sputtering for a breath of air.

�Come on now, Crystal.� You can do better than that. Can�t you?� Maybe I should just scratch you from the pageant now and be done with it... What do you think?�

�NO!� Please, Mister... let me... I can do it!� Please� I�ll do it right, I promise� Just let me, please!� I can do it!�

Such a turn on to have the naked little nine year old cock slut kneeling and actually begging me for the chance to suck my dick properly. Amazing how many of the young things do that once they are committed.� They have done the deed, a little at least, and know there is no turning back.� I�m sure that the thought of coming this far only to be turned away is too much for them.

�Well... I dunno, Crystal. I�m not convinced.�

She reached for my cock like a sailor reaching for a life preserver and drew me to her pretty little mouth.� She dropped her jaw and began to suck my dick like a champ. She had forgotten her reluctance and was really doing everything she could to convince me she �had what it takes�.� She brought her hand up to cup my balls and gently kneaded them while she bobbed her pretty little face on my cock.� It looked huge sliding between her pretty lips.� This time when she hit the back of her throat, she retched gently and looked up at me nervously as if hoping I hadn�t noticed. I raised my eyebrows at her and she went back to work. I put my hand on the back of her head.

�Do you need a little help, Crystal?� You�re gonna swallow that cock all the way down.� Do I need to fuck it into your face?�

She whined and nodded, knowing that the better she pleased me, the sooner it would be over.� At least the blow job would be over.

I smiled and began to fuck the nine-year-old�s mouth.� She gamely kept her tongue moving around my head, it felt amazing.

�See, the trick is, Crystal. You have to swallow that fat cock head.� You understand?� When I fuck it into your face, just swallow it down... like... some ice cream or something.�

Again she nodded and worked her hands, wanting desperately to bring me off in her young mouth. She still had over half of my cock to go, as yet untouched by her lips, when she retched again.� I held her pretty little head in my hands and fed it to her.

�Swallow, Crystal!� Swallow, you little whore!"

She tried to swallow with the thick piece of dick in her mouth and only succeeded in gagging again.� Frantically she looked into my eyes and forced her own face down on my dick.� This time she got the timing right, swallowing when the sensitive head of my cock hit the back of her throat and she managed to pop the head into her throat, leaving all but an inch or two out of her mouth.� She coughed and spit my cock out before, just as quickly, seeking to put it back in her mouth.� She had turned a corner and had got it, I think.� She bobbed her head gently on me a few times and then took it to the base like a true pro.� I could feel the exquisite tightness of her throat as she swallowed repeatedly around my shaft.�

�Breathe through your nose, honey� and work that fucking tongue...� What a good little cock sucker you are. I wish your Daddy was here to see this.� He'd be so proud.�

That made her cough again and spit my cock out for a second.� She looked up at me and said... "My daddy would never��

�That�s what you think, princess.� I'm sure if your daddy saw the way you take my cock down your throat, he�d get right in line for his sweet baby girl to swallow his big load.� Ready for mine?�

Realizing that it wasn't over just yet, she nodded and returned to her work.� She was now pretty much taking my cock down her throat effortlessly and I knew I wouldn�t last long. I think she sensed I was close because she picked up her pace and started to whine sexily in the back of her throat, like a little kitten who wants milk.� I held her head in my hands and roughly throat fucked her a few times before letting her take back over. I looked to the mirror again to watch her reflection as she bobbed her head rapidly on my fully erect penis.� She tightened her little hand around the base of my dick and stroked my shaft while her pretty little mouth slid up and down my length.� She had taken my warning about her teeth to heart and never grazed me as she managed to deep throat me again and again.� I loved watching the naked nine year old in the mirror debase herself to win a meaningless contest.

Crystal was employing every recently learned trick she knew and soon had me on the brink. Her eyes were watching my face expectantly as she worked hard to bring me off, a light sheen of sweat covering her face and body from her efforts.� I knew I was close.

�Mmmm that�s a good little beauty princess... You ready little fuck toy?� You ready to taste your first load of cum?� You want that cum in your mouth, don�t you little fuck slut?� Yesss... throat that dick you little fucking slut� Yessss� Fffuuuuuuu��

Her eyes were wide as I spewed filth at her.� I moved my hand to the back of her head and pulled her to my groin as I felt the first spurt of cum racing up my dick.� She whined and tried to pull away as she felt my cock expand slightly in her throat and then I was dumping down her throat straight into her little tummy.� She coughed and cum ran down her mouth.� I pulled out enough to let her taste my cum on her tongue as I continued to spurt in her mouth.� I couldn�t believe how much I came, but she was a good little preteen fuck toy and really got me there.� Some she swallowed, but a lot ran down the corners of her mouth and dripped onto her flat little chest, making her nipples shine.

�Ahhh, taste that, you little cunt?� You like that? Look at your pretty face� Your mom will be so proud!�

Again I wondered what Mom was doing at the moment I first filled her nine year old daughter's mouth with jism. I'm sure she was nervously pacing in her room somewhere below us and hoping her little princess was okay. Crystal tried to swallow as much as she could, but her face and chest were a sloppy mess by the time I was done.� She surprised me by taking her hand and daintily pushing some of the cum off her face and chin and into her mouth which she then swallowed like a good little preteen fuck toy. She was panting lightly when she was done.� So fucking sexy in her little garter and stockings.� Her hair by now was disheveled and her makeup smeared and running from the mess on her face.

�How was that, Mister?� Did I do okay? I told you I could do it, see?� Can you make me win now?� I really did good, huh?� I mean� you did it... You know... there was so much in my mouth... I mean... that means it was good, right?� Huh?�

Her prattling was already starting to annoy me.� She sounded like a nine year old at a sleepover.

�You�re a fucking mess, Crystal.� Go take a shower and get cleaned up.� We can then talk about it.�

I watched her perfect little ass bounce towards the bathroom as she kept up her stream of nonsense. She giggled as she stripped off her slutty garter and stockings just before reaching the door.

�Hey!� Really, Mister... I was pretty good, huh?� I mean you... you came a ton... It�s called, 'came',� right?� Or... I mean... it�s called cum, right?� Yeah, Mom said it was cum.� You cummed a ton in my mouth! I did it good, right, Mister?� Right?� I swallowed and everything, just like Mom told me to do!�

Unbelievable! Her mom really had told her what to expect! Well, we'll have to see if her dear mom had told her everything!

I heard the water running and she kept running her mouth while she was in the shower.� Nervous I suppose, and excited, anxious about what she had just done and what it had done to her chances to win the pageant.� I lounged and listened to her prattle for a few minutes.� Recovering, I knew I wasn�t done with her, despite what she might be thinking. Again, I laughed and thought about Mom.� She might be making a sacred vow to never do such a thing again right this moment.� I�m sure she was wondering how it was going and what her little princess was doing.

�Oh, my god!� Brittany and Terra are going to be sooooo jealous when I win tomorrow!� I�m going to win, right, Mister?� You cummed a ton in my mouth.� That means I win, right?� Hey, Mister?� I win, okay?� Right? Brittany is such a stuck up bitch!� She is going to DIE when I get my crown tomorrow! You�re going to make sure I win, right?� I sucked you and everything, Mister. I can�t wait to win tomorrow!�

Oh... My... God!� I couldn�t take it anymore and� I was getting hard again.� Shucking my shirt and my socks, I walked into the bathroom, steamy by now and pulled back the curtain.� Crystal squeaked and comically tried to cover her nakedness which was ridiculous given that I had just deposited a load of semen directly down her gulping little preteen throat. She looked like a slippery little otter covered with soap and all curves, bubble butt and nipples.

�You haven�t won yet, Crystal.� And to be honest,� your fucking yapping is annoying and making me rethink the whole deal.� Let�s see if we can change that, huh?�

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the tub.� She was so light I was actually able to lift her over the edge of the tub and drop her on her feet in front of the bathroom counter.� I ran my hands over her slippery chest and fondled her ass for a second, running my palm over the smooth crack of her perfect little nine year old ass.� Finally I lifted her off her feet again and sat her on the edge of the counter.� Before she had a chance to register what was to come, I stepped into the saddle and seated the head of my cock at the entrance to her bald pussy.

�Wait a minute!� Wait a minute!� Hey!� I won right?� Come on!� I made you cum and everything!� Wait a minute!�

I grabbed her under her knees and slid her another inch towards the edge of the counter before stepping forward a bit more and burying myself in her.� I don�t think she could possibly be any tighter. I looked down between our bodies and enjoyed the sight of my hard cock half buried in Crystal's bald little cunt. She was wiggling her ass, desperately trying to stop my popping her cherry, but it just turned me on more.

�Hey! �Hey, wait a minute, Mister!� Oww!� It�s too big!� I don�t� please, Mister� do you have to fu... do you have to put it in me?� Oww!� Hey!� Come on� I sucked you really good, didn�t I?� You gotta make me win! Hey!�

All the while she pleaded with me I was sawing in and out of her tight little pussy in short strokes.� I hadn�t completely penetrated her yet, but I could feel her natural lubrication coating the head of my rock hard cock and I wanted to fill her up. I lifted her legs further, pulling them apart, spreading her obscenely for my cock. I looked into her face and she finally fell silent.� I leaned forward to kiss her pretty little mouth and she closed her eyes to kiss me.� She gave me her best French kiss and nodded.� I think she knew I was going to fuck her whether she wanted it or not.� I suppose her mom had prepared her for that too.

I pulled out until just the head of my cock was still in her and then leaned into her.� Crystal sighed and relaxed and, as little girls do, stretched to accept my cock.� Her breath was coming in short gasps and her eyes flew wide open as I buried myself balls deep in her tight nine year old pussy.� I reached between us to play with her tiny clit and she jerked as I made contact.� I pulled back out, my cock blooded with virgin's blood, and watched as she moved her hips, trying to match my movements. Her eyes went wide when I slammed myself back into her, knocking her head against the mirror!

�Oww!� Hey!� Be careful... go easy on me. Okay, Mister?� It feels... uh... oohhh... God, it�s really in me... I... feel so... ahhh... uh... uh... uh�.fuuu...�

I was stroking in and out of her deeply now.� She had peaked past the pain and was in the pleasure now.� I could feel her little cunt clenching around my large cock.� She had become my willing little fuck toy.

�You want that dick, Crystal?� Move that little fucking ass, princess.� Fuck back at me!� You want to win tomorrow, you better give me the fuck of your little life.� Your fucking mother should be proud of you little fuck slut... swallowing a big load and now� taking every inch of my cock�uh ... uh... uh��

All I could think about was pumping in and out of this perfect little fuck toy.� She was clearly getting off on it. She trembled every time I fucked into her and the little whore was begging for more now.� What a slut!

�Oh... oh... oh... Yessss... fuuu... oh� fuck it into me, Mister� Fuck, it�s big... I can feel it... ah... ah... ah... ah... Fuck me, Mister...Oh!� Yesss� Please, Mister�oh... put it in me,� Mister��

She was doing her best to meet my thrusts, but I had one last thing in mind.� She yelped when I pulled fully out of her and frantically wiggled her ass trying to get me back inside her, but I lifted her off the counter and spun her around.� She was confused when I pushed her roughly face down over the counter.� I reached into the bath tray and grabbed one of those small bottles of lotion.� Opening it up I squirted its entire contents onto her cute pink little nine year old asshole.

�What are� Mister... Come on... Pleeaaasseee, put it back in me... It was... I liked it, Mister!� I liked it in me!�

Stepping back into her I fisted my cock and ran it up and down the now well oiled crack of her ass.� Not wanting to give her time to protest I seated the head of my cock at her tight little rosebud and entered her.� If I thought her pussy was tight� my, God.� Her little asshole was stretched to the max with just the head of my dick in her.

�Take it out! Take it out! Take it out!� Mister! Mister!� Please... it�s too big� Oww!� Take it out!�

I could do that... or I could push another inch or two into her.� I opted for that course of action. I put one hand on the back of Crystal's neck to control her and kept my other hand on her hip for traction and started to stroke in and out of her cute little ass.� Just a bit at first.� Just the tip to see how it feels, so to speak. Crystal had her little hands fisted up on the counter by her head as I started to take her ass.� Now, I was going to have to make sure she won tomorrow.� She had sure kept up her part of the bargain.� She quit complaining and submitted to my ass fucking.� I think she knew the better she fucked me, the quicker it would be over.� After a dozen or so strokes I was buried balls deep in her tender little ass and just held her there for a moment to let her get used to it, and stretch a bit.� As I held still she started to move her ass, trying to show me a good time, I suppose.� I took 4 or 5 long slow strokes all the way out and then back into her.

�Ah... ah� ah... ohhh� it's so big, Mister�Please� Are you going to make me win�Uuh, uh, uh, uh� my ass. Mister!� Your di� your thing is soooo big in me�ah, ah, ah, ah� Will I win?�

I couldn�t believe, as I fucked her virginal ass for the first time in her young life that she was still most concerned about whether or not she was going to win that stupid pageant tomorrow.

�Fuck me like you mean it, and I�m sure you will, Crystal." I was pounding mercilessly into her by now and she was riding it like a champ.� I squirted the last of the lotion onto the shaft of my cock and fucked her hard.� "You like that fat dick up your ass?� Come on, you little fuck slut� Tell me you want it!� Beg me to fuck it into you!� Come on, you little cock toy��

She took it and gave it back. �Yes!� Fuck it, Mister... I� I want you to...uh, uh, uh, uh, fuck my ass, Mister�Gawwwd!� your... cock... your dick is soooo fucking big�uh, uh, uh, uh� Yesss!� Fuck my little asshole, Mister...��

Crystal was working her little ass for all she was worth at this point.� She hadn�t noticed the quiet knocking at the door for the last minute or two, but I had heard it.� I suspected Mom hadn�t been able to take it anymore, so she came to collect her little princess... I called for whoever was knocking to come in, ready to close the bathroom door if it was anybody besides Mom. Sure enough,� the door swung open� and there stood Mom, her mouth wide open as she took in the spectacle of her nine year old being sodomized in the bathroom of a hotel on the Florida Strip.� I made sure that Crystal couldn�t see her so she wouldn�t stop her fucking.

�Oh, fuck, Mister... yeah!� Fuck my little ass, you mother fucker... Yesss� Fuck it hard��

I winked at Mom as I stroked my dick in and out of her baby girl's ass.�

�You like that dick up your ass, Crystal?� Your mom will be so proud of you� Lost your cherry, learned to deep throat and swallow a load... and be sodomized, all in one evening... Such a good little fuck toy.�

I wanted to make sure Mom knew all the depravity I had put her baby girl through to win that fucking prize.

�Uh, uh, uh, uh� ffuuuuu� fuck my� Fuck, Mom!� Just keep fucking my� fuck my ass, Mister� it feels so� fuck� feels so good��

Hearing the little slut talk like that really got me hard.� I fucked deeply into her a half dozen more times and when I felt her asshole clench around my cock I buried myself in her and began to cum deep inside her.� I pulled her off the counter at that moment and swung her around to face her Mother, still standing there with her jaw on the floor, my dick still buried in her daughter's spasmodic ass.

Crystal looked up and choked as she saw her mom standing there, but couldn�t say much as she rode out her orgasm.� I pulled out, dropping her to the floor and sent the last couple of spurts of my ejaculation splashing across her back for Mom's benefit. She ran to get a towel to cover her baby girl which was comical as I had just used every hole her princess had and she had offered her up to me.

�Okay, we�re done here.� Thanks for the fuck, Crystal.� Good luck tomorrow.� I can�t really tell the other judges how to vote, but I�ll make sure to vote for you.� You might win, you might not.� If you want the room numbers of some other judges, let me know� You�d have a lot of ground to cover before tomorrow, but I�m sure you can do it, princess!�