Author: Dayvid Notellin (
dnt_x-asstr@yahoo.com
)
Title: Kelly and the Judges
Part: Part 1
Summary: Competition is fierce
in the Junior Miss Pageants. Sometimes a girl's got to
make a little extra effort.
Keywords:
MMMg
(8), ped, preteen, pt
Date: 07/27/2016
Kelly's mother had warned her
it might come to this when she'd agreed to enter the Junior Miss pageant.
Competition in the "Princess" Division (7-9) was fierce, and the kids
were ruthless.
She checked herself once more
in the mirror. The dress was "classy", or would have been if it had
been a little less sheer. As it was, when the light was just right, you could almost
make out her nipples. And it was definitely a bit too form-fitting. If it'd
been anything but black, it would have been easy to detect that there were no
panty lines whatsoever - with all that implied. But at least it wasn't short as
momma usually demanded. Her momma had a very firm opinion on the power of
flashing a bit of panty every now and then - and no panty-power was as potent
as thong power!
She checked her hair and
makeup, perfect of course. Momma had done her usually amazing job, somehow
making Kelly look both innocent and slutty. Tonight her pony tails rose before
cascading down in twin midnight waterfalls which would go half-way down her
back or would cover her breasts in front, depending on how she stood or turned
her head. And Kelly knew how to use the movement to draw the eye where she
wanted it. She was ready!
The "Private Review"
momma had organized with the Lead Judge was starting in five minutes, so she
hurried down the hall of the hotel, carefully. The deep carpet could be
problematic in these stilettos, and limping in with a twisted ankle would ruin
the whole effect! Arriving at the door, she steeled herself. It wouldn't be so
bad. He wasn't exactly unattractive - if you liked forty-somethings who were a
little bald and a little paunchy. She'd certainly had to do worse on her way to
the State Finals, and now that she was in the Regionals, it was only to be
expected that the ante would be upped a bit.
Still, when the she walked into
the room, she was taken aback. She'd thought she might have to perform for the
Lead Judge alone. But here he was, sitting back on the sofa with a couple of
friends! But Kellie showed her character, swallowing her surprise and dismay,
putting on her best, prettiest smile, and walking in anyway, closing and
locking the door behind her.
Stepping forward, the little
girl noticed almost immediately that the three men were of a cut - about the
same age, general condition, and even appearance, though the one on the right
seemed a bit younger than the others. She guessed likes truly do attract. Birds
of a feather. All that. And they were alike in other ways too. All three of
them were dressed in pullovers and loose-fitting shorts, and all three of them
had bulges that their hands had moved toward the moment she entered the room.
Inwardly she sighed, but outwardly she beamed at them.
In her best little-girl voice,
which momma had coached her on, adding a bit of a sing-song quality as well as
an almost subliminally light lisp, she said, "Good evening gentlemen! I'm
Kelly, and I hope you'll vote for me in the contest tomorrow." She then
turned, letting them get a good look at her from every angle, even throwing in
an over-the-shoulder look, locking eyes with each in turn, before finishing the
rotation.
The effect was all she could
have hoped. The Lead grinned broadly. The one on his right looked away, as if
suddenly ashamed of the thoughts in his head, while the guy on the other side
actually winked at her and squeezed his bulge openly. He was going to be the
one to watch, she could tell.
"Hi Kelly," the Lead
said. "I'm Adam. This is Bruce," he indicated the man on his left who
had looked away, "and this is Chuck."
Chuck was the winker, and he nodded at her now. "Well you seem
pretty enough. Got any special talents or skills?" He wasn't one to mince
words, that was sure! Still, momma had told her a million times to make sure.
In a lower, sultry voice she
said, "Oh yes sir, I do. I think you'll be quite happy with me - I
mean, with my talents." She dropped her eyes demurely in a calculated move
that brought about the exact effect she'd hoped for.
"Damn, she's fucking fine,"
Chuck muttered to Adam. "You sure she's game? Cos if so..." he left
the statement trailing off in a way that left little to the imagination.
"Her mother was
surprisingly candid," Adam said, his own eyes running over her body like
mercury runs over silver. "She said Kelly here will do whatever it takes
to win, but that we'll be held responsible if anything bad happens to
her..." he trailed it out, his eyes sliding over her slim figure to find
her own eyes. Locking there, he continued, his eyes burning into hers.
"Anything bad happens to her physically."
A shiver ran through Kelly.
Momma had done it! The men knew she was theirs to play with, but not to
damage. This was the best part of the night! Now she knew for sure that they'd
be doing things with her - fun things! But that she'd be safe from anything bad
happening. She could feel her nipples crinkling up at the thought, and Adam laughed
as he saw her expression change.
"Y-you're sure?"
Bruce asked nervously, earning him a smack on the back of the head from Adam.
"Man-up Bruce! Look at her! She totally knows the score!"
"Yeah," chimed in
Chuck. "And unless I'm completely off-base, she's looking forward to it!
Right little chickie?" he asked, directing the
query at Kelly.
She could feel her cheeks
reddening, but he was right, and she nodded, looking at the floor. Chuck was
so... crass! And so correct! The way he was stroking the long bulge in his
pants made her want to see what was there. But the way he'd pegged her so
quickly as a girl who would enjoy this sort of thing bode well for the
evening. A few times, nearly all her time had been used up just convincing
the judges of her willingness.
"C'mere Kelly-child,"
Chuck said. Couched gently, it was nonetheless a command. Almost as if she were
a pupped, she felt herself walking toward the man. She started to halt a foot
from his knees, but he motioned her closer, spreading his knees, and gesturing
closer still, until her toes were nearly touching the sofa he was reclining on.
Chuck leaned forward then. He
smelled nice, like leather and a nice pipe. Man smells. Daddy
smells. And he was completely comfy around her - she wondered, was he a daddy?
If so, did he have a thing for kids because of it? Playing her hunch, she
leaned forward to meet him half-way with a kiss to his forehead. "Yes
papa," she whispered softly enough that if it was a missed guess, he could
play it off as a misunderstanding.
But it wasn't. His eyes lit up
like fires, and after a long look deep into her eyes, he turned to the others.
"Guys, this one's the genuine article. A winner if ever I've seen
one." He turned back to Kelly and looked into her eyes again and in a low,
almost trance-like voice, continued, "... and I'm gonna fuck her brains
out!"
Kelly's eyes widened in
surprise. Not shock, but surprise - the pleased kind. "Ooh daddy! Really?
Right here in front of these two?"
Chuck laughed, delighted with
her already. "Oh no babygirl, not here!" He continued to lean forward
and slightly to the side, his arm extended, circling, and in a moment he was
rising to his feet, the little girl over his shoulder, his hand holding her ass
firmly to keep her in place. "We're going to the bedroom!" he said
triumphantly, turning toward the doorway to the bedroom. "Ya'll can come along if you want!" he tossed back at
the other men, already nearly to the doorway.
"But... he's not her
father," Bruce said, his hand stopping Adam, who was rising to his feet.
The other man looked at him for a moment.
"Jesus, you're fucking
stupid," he said, continuing to his feet and following the couple to the
bedroom with Bruce following uncertainly behind.
By the time they entered the
bedroom, the girl was standing on the corner of the bed and Chuck was standing
face-to-face with her, the height of the bed making up for the difference between
their heights. Literally face-to-face, the man-and-girl were kissing as
no real father should ever kiss his real daughter. Like actors in a
passion scene, their lips met, parted, tongues delving into each other's mouths
before their faces mashed back together, tongues diving deep. Their hands were all
over each other, as well as all over themselves as they fought to both
fondle the other and divest themselves of clothes. Adam crossed over to a
comfortable chair in the corner, taking a seat to watch the proceedings, while
Bruce just stood there, dumbfounded.
As the girl's dress dropped to
her ankles, Adam let out a low whistle, rich with feeling. Her body was perfection
- for an eight-year-old. An early-bloomer, she already had noticeable breasts,
though only noticeable when she was bare. Crowing each was a puffy, pink
circle, itself crowned with an eraser-sized, even pinker point. They looked
more like candy than flesh, and would make anyone's mouth water - including
Chuck's, which he addressed by lowering his mouth to one and sucking it far
inside between his lips, causing the girl to shiver and moan and place her
delicate hands on his broad shoulders for stability. Her eyes closed
momentarily with pleasure.
"Fuck!" said Bruce.
"She's not even wearing panties!"
"How's that?" asked
Adam, amused at the younger man's shock.
"No. Fucking.
Panties!" Bruce repeated.
Kelly giggled, having caught
the words and opening her eyes. "I didn't want them getting all
ruined!" she said, matter-of-factly.
"Besides," Adam said
from his chair. "If she'd worn any in, they'd have stayed with me when she
left!" Looking at her with a playful grin that suited his face, he said,
"Minus two points for failure to properly bribe the Lead Judge!"
"Is there anything I can
do to make the points back?" she asked with a fine pout? Adam glanced at
his lap, where his own bulge was hugely evident. Kelly jumped off the bed with
a laugh, rushing to the man in the chair.
"Hey!" Chuck
complained, "I was playing with that!" He seemed annoyed at having
the breast taken literally from his mouth.
Kelly was kneeling before Adam
as he reclined in the chair, her hands running up his bare legs and under the
shorts. Over her shoulder, she told Chuck, "I'm sure you can find
something to occupy your attention!" Her hands slid out, then up the
outsides of Adam's shorts, gripping them and tugging, pulling them down as Adam
lifted his behind off the chair, his hardening member springing forth to twitch
and swell and rise as the little girl worked the shorts down past his knees.
Her eyes were locked on the man's cock as if it were chocolate cake and she was
an eight-year-old kid.
"Damned right I can,"
Chuck grumbled, his own erection jutting out lewdly as he followed the little
girl. Bending over to pull down Adam's shorts left her in a lovely position,
her ass jutting back, and Chuckl wasted no time
moving in behind her and burying his face in her ass, his tongue slipping
between her labia and into her tunnel like it belonged there.
Kelly squealed with happy
pleasure as the force of the man's face against her ass and pussy pushed her
forward. That worked well for her thought, and she continued moving forward,
certain that Chuck would follow to keep his tongue in place as the girl's mouth
moved to Adam's cock.
"Ohhh yeahhh,"
Adam sighed happily as the little girl's mouth opened, engulfing his manhood.
Her long ponytails brushed his thighs as she instantly began to work on getting
more in her mouth. Kelly obviously knew how to suck cock, and in moments she
had more than half of his member in her small mouth, the head banging rudely
against the back of her throat and making her swallow rapidly to fight her gag
reflex. She hadn't quite mastered it yet, but she was working on it! Adam had rarely
received head this good from adult women, much less little girls!
Adam moved forward to give the
girl a better angle to work with, and she felt more of it push into her mouth
and throat, and still more as the man behind her, having decided that her pussy
was wet enough, replaced his mouth with his cock. Thought tight as fuck, the
little girl must really enjoy sucking cock, for her little puss-puss had coated
itself with her natural lubricant, so that Chuck's cock was able to squeeze
into the narrow passage. She groaned around the cock
in her mouth, but it was a groan of pleasure rather than pain, and she pushed
back hard, helping Chuck sink deeper.
Taking her slim hips in his
hands, Chuck lifted and held her still as he pushed more of his cock into the
little girl's little pussy. "How old?" he grunted as he worked back
and forth, having difficulty fitting all of his man-sized cock into the little
girl, she was so small.
"Eight," Adam said,
actually marveling at how much the waif had swallowed of his cock. Her eyes
were watering, but she seemed determined to swallow his entire length.
"Pretty damned good cock-sucker for an eight-year-old," he added
grudgingly. "Two points back," he grinned at her. She smiled back,
though it was impossible to tell, with her lips stretched so tight around the
man's cock.
"Huh," Chuck grunted.
"Might have to doc her a couple points myself," he grumbled with
disappointment. "Not sure she can handle the whole thing. Bout an inch
left. Pity."
"No daddy, I can!"
Kelly said, having pulled Adam's cock from her mouth hurriedly. She placed both
hands on the chair under Adam's ass to brace herself and looked back at Chuck.
"Push daddy! Push hard!"
Shrugging, Chuck complied, and
to his surprise, felt her pussy stretch the last inch needed to take him
completely! He could feel the back of her cunny flattening the head of his
cock, but the pressure seemed to be easing as the little girl's innards
stretched to take the large invasion. He began fucking her with long, full
strokes, and her little gasps as he banged into her back wall eased off until
she was just grunting with the pleasure of having an oversized cock thrusting
in and out of her undersized pussy. Her juices flowed, steadily lubricating the
large piston, keeping it moving smoothly as it pumped her to ever-higher levels
of pleasure.
"Back to work,
Pageant-slut," growled Adam, and the little girl immediately took his cock
back into her mouth, pumping up and down with the rhythm set by Chuck's fucking
motions. Despite her obvious enjoyment of being spit-roasted, Kelly stayed
on-task, working hard to maximize the pleasure of the two judges, her pussy and
her mouth each marvels of moving, sucking, squeezing, slurping wetly as the
little girl's body bounced, heaved, sweating with the exertions.
Adam, looking at her sweet
little face, frowning in concentration and pleasure was the first to surrender.
His hands took her little head between them to help her bob up and down as he
erupted, crying out his pleasure as he erupted, his cum spraying down the
little girl's gulping throat. Jet after jet of hot cum spewed, until he thought
his balls themselves must have fired themselves down his urethra. But the
little girl just kept working, relentless, until his last drop had been sucked
out. And even then, while she let the deflating tube free from her mouth, still
she continued to lick and suck until his cock was as clean as a whistle. Only
then did she look up at him, her face shiny with sweat, but breaking into a
huge grin as he gave her a weak "thumbs up".
Kelly closed her eyes then,
focusing completely on the large cock drilling her pussy. She could tell by his
panting and increasingly spastic thrusts that Chuck would be following Adam
shortly, and she was right. She'd barely begun her flex-and-release milking of
his cock when the Judge began his jack-hammer-like finale. He actually lifted
her knees from the ground in his enthusiasm as his climax overtook him. Panting
obscenities, calling her "slut" and "whore" and "his
little angel", he erupted into her like a geyser, thrusting and erupting
and thrusting and erupting until cum was running down her thighs and he was
fighting with his last erg of energy to keep from collapsing. He failed. Cum
poured from her gaping passage as his cock vacated, pulled out abruptly as the
man literally fell over, exhausted onto the carpet.
Kelly looked back and forth at
the two men, smiling. They looked like they'd be out for hours, enjoying a
well-deserved rest after fucking her so good. She was a happy girl! Momma would
be so pleased! She turned to look for her dress, and saw Bruce still
standing there, mesmerized, a vacant look on his face.
Squeezing her legs together to
keep from dripping all over the carpet, she walked over to the younger man.
Taking his hand, she aked, "Are you okay
mister?" in a gentle voice.
"J-Jesus," he said.
"You're a... a..." He looked away, unable to say it even now.
Kelly moved the hand she held
to her breast. The man looked down, seeing himself touching an eight-year-old
girl's breast and choked. She looked up him. He was confused, fighting the
temptation. It was time to use her secret weapon.
Her eyes seemed to grow even
larger as they filled with tears. "D-doesn't Mister Bruce like
Kelly?" she asked in a quavery voice. "All
I wanna do is make men happy!" she sniffled, seemingly on the edge of
bursting into tears.
"Oh honey," Bruce
said gently, "oh sweetie, it's not that! It's not that at all!"
"You think I'm
u-ugly!" the youngster cried out suddenly bawling, her arms out, wrapping
around his legs as he tried to pat her back and soothe her. Her smooth, soft,
sweaty back. Her utterly naked back.
"Oh! You do like
me?" she asked, the tears stopping suddenly. While sobbing, she'd been
rubbing her head against his own bulging member and now feigned having just
noticed. Without waiting for an answer, she tugged his shorts down, a smile
lighting her face like a Christmas tree. "Oh yay!" she squealed. "It's
beautiful!" Grabbing it with both hands, she yelled
"Mine!"
"OH GAWD!" the man
gasped - and erupted, his cum spraying the child's chest and stomach and even
her face and hair. He couldn't seem to stop cumming, and Kelly was no help at
all as she squealed and laughed happily, all the while stroking his cock with
both hands, not only unmindful of the spraying semen, but actually reveling
in it - which only egged him on to fire out every possible bit of his juice on
the beautiful little cum-soaked, sweat-shined, freshly double-fucked beauty.
When he'd finally cum his last,
Bruce sat down hard on the bed, then fell back, panting with exhaustion both
physical and emotional. He'd finally given into his long-suppressed desire for
young girls, and he felt elated and relieved, and overjoyed. It was why he'd
become a Judge in the first place, though until the now, he'd always held out
the hope that he wasn't really sexually interested in children. Now he
knew though, and it was such a relief!
Kelly smiled, rubbing the semen
into her skin. Momma always said it was the best beauty cream in the world.
When she was done, she looked around the room, at the three happily snoring
Judges in the chair, on the floor and in the bed. She felt a great sense of
satisfaction that had nothing to do with the happy ache of her freshly fucked
pussy. Picking up her dress and shoes, she tiptoed into the front room, closing
the door behind her.
A few minutes later, she exited
the apartment, closing that door behind her too. Turning to make her way home,
she nearly collided with a cute little blonde. She was a complete doll, hair
and makeup immaculate in contrast to Kelly's own disheveled hair and
cum-smeared face.
"Uhm," the little
blonde said, "I'm Amanda? I have a... uh... appointment...?" She was
clearly embarrassed by what she was there for. Sign of a rank amateur.
"I wouldn't bother,
Amanda," she said with a smirk. "I'm pretty sure they've already
'cast their votes' for tomorrow's pageant." Heading down the hall toward
the apartment where momma was waiting, she hummed the "Miss America"
theme.
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