The story continues...

It was here at long last! After over a year in the planning, "The Hideaway" was ready to open and you could feel the excitement between not only Martin and myself, but especially in April and Maisie. To give them their due, they'd worked bloody hard to get the project off the ground and I was very pleased with the progress and the amount of effort the girls had put in. We had all stayed overnight to oversee the final touches added to the former hotel, and I was up early to do a final check.

Most of the rooms were now themed and these had been tastefully decorated in the chosen theme. We also had specialist rooms for those who wanted to indulge in things like bondage or water sports. Every room was of course en-suite. The indoor and outdoor pools had both been refurbished, and a sauna had been added. I'd also added a playground for the children too, which included a soft play area and ball pond for the younger ones. There were two bars which we were planning to allow children to drink in if they so wished, although there was another bar which was exclusively for the children and stocked only non-alcoholic drinks. There was also a café, restaurant, lounge, and I had converted what had been a ballroom, into a cabaret centre with stage and dance floor, which could be quickly converted into a large hall for meetings or conferences if needed, although it was still referred to as "The Ballroom".

Maisie and April, whom I appointed managers for The Hideaway, had hired all the appropriate staff to run the place, and also designed the staff uniforms. They had also overseen the sending out of invitations to the opening. These had only been sent to customers who spent a certain amount with us regularly, although a few were sent to people who had offered us the services of their children. They were also sent a copy of the price guide. Although the opening day was totally free, they were told they could book to stay the rest of the weekend at a reduced rate. They were also sent a copy of the rules they had to abide by while at The Hideaway, together with a copy of the rules for the relaunched association. They were sent directions telling them where they had to get to. They then had to park their car, where I had hired security staff to watch over them, and then they would be transferred to The Hideaway in a fleet of executive luxury coaches I'd hired. Martin was on hand to oversee this and would travel on the lead coach to direct the driver.

At exactly 9.30am, I saw the first coach pulling through the gates, followed by three others behind it as they all swept up the drive pulling up at the main entrance. Myself, Maisie and April, together with the kids greeted our visitors. Each adult was handed a glass of champagne, with the children that had come with them each handed a soft drink. They were then led into the old ballroom where the chairs had been set out. At 9.45, I walked on stage with Martin and the girls. The noise quietened down as I took hold of the microphone.

"Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls..." I began, "If I may have your attention for a short time?"

The hall fell silent.

"Thank you. For those who may be curious... my name is Mark. I'm sure my name will be familiar to some of you..."

There was a ripple of laughter.

"Welcome to THE HIDEAWAY!!!"

This was followed by a round of applause.

"I trust that everyone has read the literature which was sent to you and digested it. I can't stress enough that the association rules are to be strictly adhered to, especially the security ones. I have no wish to be too heavy, but any breaking of these rules will result in severe... and I do mean severe penalties. Now that's out of the way, there are just a few formalities to get through. After some discussion, the association is to be called the PHEONIX association!"

Another round of applause.

"The main aim of the hideaway is that EVERYBODY has fun, so have fun! I will now hand you over to the management of the hideaway... April and Maisie Medford!"

I walked off the stage as the applause started again and April addressed the audience explaining how everything operated, the facilities etc.

I wandered into the lounge area and ordered a coffee, sitting there drinking it and having a cigarette quietly. I could hear the girls still on stage and knew it would be about half hour before the place really livened up, when Daisy wandered in.

"Alright Daise?" I asked.

"Nah... I'm bored Uncle Mark!" she moaned. "Mum and Auntie Maisie could talk for England in the Olympics and win the bloody gold!"

I laughed.

"I dunno, you kids are ALWAYS bored!"

I held my arms out.

"Come and give us a cuddle then!"

She ran over and was up on my lap with her arms around me in an instant. She looked absolutely delightful. She had a little red mini skirt on and a short pink crop top which showed off not only her midriff, but the little titty buds just starting to show underneath.

"Can I have one of those?" she asked pointing to my pack of cigarettes.

"I didn't know you smoked. You shouldn't you know!" I told her. Rolling her eyes she said, !I know... it's what Mum keeps telling me as well!"

"Help yourself!" I said.

Daisy took a cigarette and lit it. I found it strangely erotic to watch this 9 year old girl smoking. As Daisy rested back on me, I placed a hand on her chest and caressed her little mounds over her top.

"Mmm..." she murmured.

"They're coming along nicely!" I told her.

"Yeah... but..." she broke off.

"What babes?"

She blew out some smoke.

"Well... when they get really big... and you know... I get pussy hair and stuff... you won't want to know me will you?"

I hugged her close.

"Oh babes!" I said affectionately. "I'll ALWAYS want to know you! Anyway, by then you'll have a boyfriend your own age probably... and he'll want to fuck your brains out instead!"

"You reckon?"

"I KNOW!" I told her confidently. "Look at your Mum and Auntie Maisie?"

She nodded her understanding and realised I was right. Then I whispered in her ear.

"Until then... can I fuck your brains out?"

Daisy started to giggle.

"Anytime Uncle Mark... you know that!"

"Good!" I said as Daisy stubbed her cigarette out. "Have you seen the rooms yet?" I asked her.

"Nah! I did ask Mum, but she was busy and they hadn't been finished at the time."

"Well young lady, allow me to escort you and give you the guided tour. Jump up sweetie!"

Daisy sprang to her feet as I took her hand and led her up the big curved stairway to the first floor.

We reached level one and the first thing she noticed was the deep, thick pile Burgundy carpeting.

"Ooh, my feet are sinking in the carpet!" she said with surprise.

The corridor was lined with mahogany panels and were adorned with framed line drawings of naked little girls and boys. Daisy stopped and admired one.

"I like that picture!" she said, "She's cute. Who is she?"

"I don't know sweetheart. I commissioned a man to draw them. Some he drew from photographs I gave him, but others he supplied himself."

"Oh!" she replied. "What does commission mean?"

I laughed out loud.

"It's a posh way of saying I asked him to do them especially for us!"

"Oh right!" she said as I produced my master key.

Actually it was a swipe card as all the rooms had electronic locks, so I swiped it through the first door, opening it.

"Oh wow!" Daisy gasped as she entered.

"What do you reckon?" I asked the 9 year old.

"That is so cool!" she said looking around.

"This is the Disney room!" I informed her.

Everything in the room was Disney related; the carpet, curtains, wallpaper. Every single item had been exclusively designed and shipped over from Disney in the United States, and the walls had some of the original cartoon cells from the Disney studios. The bedside unit had a discreet basket full of condoms, and a large supply of various coloured and flavoured lubricants were stored in the top drawer, which was the same in each room. On one of the walls was a large plasma TV screen, and again there was at least one of these in each of the rooms. I picked up the remote and switched it on.

"Look at this Daise!" I told the little girl as I flicked the TV screen on.

A little girl about Daisy's age appeared on the screen. She was very pretty with short blond hair.

"Hello everybody!" she said brightly, "Welcome to Phoenix CPTV... your 24 hour child porn channel!"

I watched Daisy's reaction and her eyes widened as the girl on screen continued.

"Here's just some of what we have lined up for you today..."

The picture changed to show a montage of little black girl of about 7, sucking various cocks, and being fucked by various men. The little girl announcer's voice cut back in.

"...at 11 o'clock, Debbie does Dalston! Join little Debbie and her friends fucking and sucking their way around their neighbourhood of Dalston, East London to raise money for their majorette troop...."

Daisy's jaw dropped open watching this.

"...then it's Phoenix CPTV news at noon, followed by the under tens boy's football..."

"Football?" Daisy moaned, wrinkling her nose as she looked at me.

"Keep watching!" I told her.

The picture changed to show a group of young boys in the changing rooms after their game. All their little cocks were hard and they were sucking and fucking one another.

"...that's just some of today's programmes on PHEONIX CPTV! Don't forget, if none of our scheduled programmes tickle your fancy, you can use our on demand service. Simply press the red button and select your film!"

I switched it off.

"That is well cool!" Daisy said impressed.

"See that mirror there?" I said to her pointing at the large mirror on the wall opposite the large king size bed.

Daisy nodded.

"Now, you mustn't let on about this to anyone outside the family okay?"

She nodded again.

"Behind them are cameras and the mirrors are see through!"

"You mean you can see everything that goes on?"

"Yep!" I said, "But only from my office. I have to make sure everybody's safe!"

"And you have it all on tape!" she said, raising her eyebrows in a knowing way.

"Nothing gets past you does it!"

We left that room and I showed her a few more; the "fairy princess" room, the "seaside" room, the "Barbie" room, and the "football" room, which was done especially for the boy lovers. Then I took her up to the second level.

I opened the door and it looked like a giant shower room. The walls were tiled wand the floor was tiled complete with under floor heating. There were also lots of small drainage holes dotted about plus a number of shower heads attached to the walls. There was a waterproof cabinet containing the "supplies" and the plasma TV on the wall had been specially protected to be used in here as well.

"What's this room Uncle Mark?" the 9 year old asked.

"It's a wet room!" I told her.

I could tell from her face she didn't quite understand.

"Water sports?" I said helpfully.

"Oh... you mean for those who like to... wee on each other and stuff?"

"Yeah!" I laughed. "...And stuff!"

"Actually, I need a wee!" she told me.

"Well, you're welcome to christen this room if you want!"

"Okay... where's the loo?" she asked looking around.

I couldn't stop laughing at that one, although Daisy didn't immediately see the joke.

"What you laughing at?"

"Er... it's a WET room... that means you can do it anywhere in here. There ISN'T a separate loo!"

"You mean I can just... go?"

I nodded.

"And I can watch... if that's okay?" "Course you can!", she smiled, "I know how much it turns you on!"

With that, she hitched up her short skirt to reveal she had no knickers on and I saw her sweet hairless pussy looking at me. She was such a sexy girl. Daisy knew I never tired of seeing her sex or her peach of a little bum. She turned round to show it to me before turning back to face me, opening her legs and squatting just slightly. I watched her pussy lips as they opened a little and a dribble of amber liquid started to trickle out. As she pee'd, Daisy pulled her pussy lips apart and tried to make it spray before the flow died to a dribble again and eventually stopped.

"You are one sexy little girl Daise!" I told her.

"I know!" she replied with a cheeky grin as she grabbed a tissue, wiped between her legs, and then threw it into the waste bin.

"Stand over here babes," I told her.

Daisy came over and stood near the wall by me. I pressed a button and power jets rained for 30 seconds over the area Daisy had just pee'd in. Then a blower came on and within a minute there was no indication the floor had even been wet, let alone pissed over.

"Unreal!" was all she said as we walked out.

I showed her the bondage room and the punishment room as well before I looked at my watch.

"Come on treacle... we better go back down... the real fun's just about to start!"

Daisy and I strolled back down and we entered the ballroom quietly, standing at the back.

"So Ladies, Gentlemen, Boys and Girls, in conclusion, you now know who we are, what we're about, what's allowed and most importantly, what isn't..." April was finishing off. "Just to recap... to come back here again you must join the Phoenix Association. We offer three levels of membership; bronze, silver and gold as outlined in your brochures. We accept credit cards and non bouncing cheques..."

A ripple of laughter.

"Which you can do immediately I finish. Oh and credit cards will be charged through one of our other companies so there will be no link to the association!" she told them with a wink. "We will be providing entertainment in here in about 20 minutes, so please feel free to come back then and enjoy the show. In the meantime, enjoy yourselves and... welcome to The Hideaway!!!"

April got a thunderous round of applause. Daisy looked up at me as she clapped.

"Thank gawd for that!" she said. "My mother does go on at times!"

I laughed... she did have a point!

We opened the ballroom doors and people came spilling out. I started to eye some of the kids that were there. Boys and girls of all ages, and some were the cutest I'd ever seen. Straight away, a queue built up by the reception desk, as people reached for their credit cards and chequebooks.

"Mark!" I heard a man;s voice call to me.

I looked round to see a face I recognised and headed for him. As I reached him we shook hands.

"Dean!", I said warmly "I was looking for you earlier. It's a relief to see you. Where did you park?"

"Round the back mate!" he said. "I've seen Martin and the girls and we're unloading now!"

"They looking after you?"

"Brilliantly!" he replied with a smile.

"Shall we go to my office?" I asked, leading the way.

We entered my office and Dean whistled, looking around.

"This is some place you have here," he said admiringly, "must have cost a few bob?"

"Yeah, but it's only money innit?" I laughed. "Take a pew mate." I offered as we sat on the leather sofas.

I poured us a drink as sat down.

"How's life at Sunny Days?" I asked.

"Great... just great! Still being careful of course, you know how it is, so I don't have to tell you of all people, but I've got the right staff and we now have a total of 15 residents, all of them up for it!"

"You lucky bastard!" I said with a touch of envy.

"You got to be kidding mate.... you've got all this!" he said, holding his hands up and gesturing around with them.

"It's okay, but you've got it all on tap... and fresh faces every so often." "Life's a bitch!" he said laughing.

Dean had worked for social services for the past 18 years and had been the manager of "Sunny Days" children's home for 10 of them. Of course he was a paedophile, as were all of his staff, and together they'd seduced all of the children for their sexual needs. The home catered for children between the ages of 4 and 14 and for the past two years, Dean had been supplying children to star in our photos and now videos. Dean got paid well, as did the kids that took part. It was a good arrangement, as children constantly came and went to and from the home. Today they were supplying the entertainment at The Hideaway.

"So, what have you got lined up for today?" I asked.

Dean tapped the side of his nose.

"That's for me to know... although having said that, we have something really special mate I tell you!"

He was looking at a framed drawing on the wall.

"That's nice!" he said, admiring the 8 year old in the picture laying on the bed with her legs spread apart.

"It is rather!" I said, "That's why it's in here and not out there!"

We finished our drinks.

"Do you want to come and meet the entertainment?" Dean asked.

"Not many!" I replied as we got up and made our way down to one of the dressing rooms behind the stage area.

As we walked through, many people said hello and wanted to shake hands with me. Many of the children were in various stages of undress or totally naked, and we admired them as we went through. I also noticed that there was still a huge queue at the membership sign up desk.

We eventually reached the changing area and I could immediately hear the laughter, chatting and giggling of the children. We walked in and the noise died down a bit. He introduced me to three members of his staff, one man and two women, and we all shook hands. There were about 6 boys and the rest were girls, all of various ages. They were all also in various stages of undress, and I felt the familiar stirring in my trousers. One thing they all had in common in noticed, from the youngest to the oldest... none of them were inhibited in the slightest. I went along being introduced to them like the Queen at the Royal Variety Show, shaking the hands of the boys and kissing the girls, before I addressed them all.

"Attention everybody!" Dean called and the room fell silent.

"Thank you!" I said to Dean. "Hello everyone. I don't know all your names yet, but I hope to by the end of the day. Dean won't tell me exactly what you have planned..."

There was a lot of giggling.

"...but he assures me it's going to be good, and looking at you all, I for one believe him. Thank you for coming today and thank you all for all that you do. I hope you will continue doing so. As you know, each of you taking part today will have £100 deposited into your personal spending account at Sunny Days. I have decided to pay an extra £50 to each of you, and also give £1000 for your Christmas party. Have fun, and thank you very much!"

The kids were stunned into total silence and Dean started the cheering which they all eventually joined in.

"You didn't have to do that!" he said to me.

"I know. I wanted to!" I told him. "Right, I best let you get on..."

"...And grab a front row seat?" he said with a wink.

"You betcha!" I said with a laugh as I shook hands and left.

Back in the lobby I saw the girls.

"How's it going?" I asked.

"Non stop!" said April.

"We can't sell memberships quick enough!" Maisie told me, "and they're mostly gold too!" she added.

I smiled. I knew this would go down well. I noticed a couple of girls aged around 8 in just skimpy, see through knickers selling books of raffle tickets.

"You're holding a raffle?" I asked with surprise.

'Maisie smiled.

"Five quid a ticket... only one prize, donated by Dean... but wait until you see what it is!" she laughed.

"...And before you ask, we're not eligible to buy any!!" April quipped.

"DAMN!" I said with a laugh. "Still... only ten minutes til show time girls!"

As if on cue the tannoy system came to life.

"Attention please Ladies, Gentlemen, Boys and Girls! The entertainment in ballroom will commence in ten minutes. Please ensure you take your seat early. Thank you!"

I watched as people made their way into the ballroom, and within a few minutes the lobby was empty. I walked into the hall and took a reserved front row seat along with Martin, Dean, the girls, Daisy and of course, little Sandy. Dean still hadn't given anything away about what was to follow, so like everyone else, I was in a state of anticipation. I'd had installed a full sophisticated sound and light system and had staff who knew how to use it to its best effect, and also to create any scenery needed. I was keen to know if the investment would pay off. Very soon, the lights started to dim and the ballroom went dark. There was total silence. The show was about to begin.

The stage was also in total darkness, although you could just about hear people walking on to it. Suddenly a spotlight came on and a little girl was standing at the front of the stage. She was dressed in school uniform of grey skirt, white blouse with tie, blazer, and straw hat. Her hair was in pigtails, and to complete the look, white ankle socks and black shoes. She had a school satchel over one shoulder and was sucking loudly on a lollipop, not taking any notice of the audience. In fact, she wasn't even looking up. She was concentrating on the lollipop. I could see she had one of those small radio mics attached to her, so everyone could hear the noise she was making. Suddenly she looked up and appeared startled by the presence of the audience.

"Oh!" she said in a sweet little girl voice, "Didn't notice you there!" she said, as she continued to devour the lollipop loudly, making her lips and mouth blue. "I just need to finish this!" she told the audience getting a large laugh.

When she'd finished, she threw the stick away. At each side of the stage were giant screens so that the audience could clearly see whatever was happening on the stage.

"Oh I'm Melanie by the way..." she told them, walking along the front of the stage. "I'm 8 years old. I hate school you know...." she said, walking across to the other side talking to the audience all the time.

Then she cupped her hand to her mouth and whispered as if it was a secret.

"I only go because my teachers SOOO cute!"

Another large laugh came from the audience.

"Oh well," she said with an air of resignation, "I'd better get back to class...see ya!"

She turned and skipped towards the back stage as the lights dimmed down to blackness again and the audience burst into applause. As it died down I heard the first sounds of electric guitar and immediately recognised it was the start of Alice Cooper's song, "Schools Out". As the intro to the song built up, some of the spotlights flashed around the ballroom, and when Alice started singing, "...Well we got no choice...all the girls and boys...", the lights then lit up the stage. The backdrop was of a classroom and stood on the stage were 6 girls dressed identical to Melanie. There were also 2 boys, again dressed prim and proper in school uniforms but the boys obviously had a grey school trousers version. They all looked the picture of total innocence, and gave the appearance of just chatting until Alice sung the chorus for the first time.

As he sung "Schools... out... for....summer!" the girls pulled their skirts to reveal very short miniskirts barely covering their hidden pussies. They also pulled off their blazers and threw their hats into the audience. The boys stared at them, and then ripped their grey trousers away, with their blazers and caps. They then all went into a sexy dance routine, losing their shirts and blouses, shorts and skirts until all the girls were gyrating in skimpy see through knickers and the boys in little pouches.

Two of the older looking girls had nice sizeable titty bumps starting to grow, and I admired all of their cute little bodies. As the song reached its end, they all pulled their underwear off. Two boys of about 11 showing their hairless little cocks and balls, 4 totally hairless little slits, and two with that first light downy covering. As the song finished they all turned their backs to the audience, parted their legs and finished up bent over. The lights went off on the stage and the audience erupted into applause, cheers and whistles. The stage lit up again, and the children had turned to face the audience. Holding hands, they bowed their appreciation. Then to a reprise of the chorus, one by one they waved and skipped off. When the last one left the stage went dark again, and the noise from the audience continued for a couple of minutes. I clapped loudly and mouthed the word "excellent" to Dean as he glanced my way.

Once the noise had died down the spotlight came on again to reveal little Melanie was back. This time she was dressed in a light pink, baby doll nightie and matching see through knickers. Her long brown hair was down and she was clutching a Teddy bear under her arm. With her other hand she was rubbing her eyes. She looked to the audience again, yawning and stretching.

"It's been a long day..." she said, "I think I'll go to bed... nighty night!" she said sweetly.

Some of the audience called "nighty night" and "sweet dreams" back to her. She walked back a little bit and a spotlight came on to reveal a large double bed. Melanie climbed on to it and continued talking to the audience, again very quietly, as if she was revealing more secrets.

"This is my bedroom... sometimes when I go to bed... I get itchy... you know?" and then she whispered, pointing to her pussy, "Down there!"

There was a ripple of laughter.

"So..." she continued, "I just HAVE to scratch it!"

Her hand came down and she pulled the wispy see through material to one side revealing her hairless little slit. Of course, it appeared on the screens and I heard gasps, loud intakes of breath, and general murmurs of how lovely she was, especially her little 8 year old pussy.

Little Melanie stroked her slit with a finger before reaching her little clit. She spread her legs more and began to rub it, as music started up in the background. As Mama Cass softly sung "Dream A Little Dream", little Melanie began to finger herself.

"Mmm... aaah..." she moaned as her fingers explored her girlhood.

She suddenly stopped, lifted her bum up and slipped her knickers off. Spreading her legs wider, with one hand she pulled her hairless lips apart, and with the other, she slipped a finger into her wet little hole. She continued to alternately finger fuck herself and rub her clit, when a spotlight came on at the side of the stage to reveal the man I'd met earlier in the changing area.

"Enjoying yourself poppet?" he asked walking towards the bed.

"DADDY!" she shrieked, stopping her actions.

The audience roared with laughter, and I wondered how many of them had been in a similar situation in real life.

"You shouldn't be doing that..." he admonished her.

"Why?" she asked in a sweet, innocent voice like butter wouldn't melt.

"Because you should be letting ME do it!" he told her.

The audience roared again and clapped, as he sat on the bed and pulled her down to the edge of it.

"Do you think I'm pretty Daddy?" the girl asked.

"I think your gorgeous!" he replied.

There were murmurs of agreement amongst the audience.

"Let's take this off shall we?" he said, as she raised her arms and he pulled the baby doll off her.

As she was sitting up, he hugged her close and kissed her lips while his hands caressed her little nipples.

"Oooh Daddy... that feels so nice..."

He reached down and gently parted her legs, lifting them up over her head revealing the pink innards of her wet little pussy, and the slightly darker wrinkled rosebud of her tightly closed bum hole. Again there were gasps and whispers of approval from the audience.

He pulled her little lips apart and his head came down between her legs. He licked her little slit and sucked on her little pearl of a clit, before he licked her sweet soft bum hole for a minute or two. Then he stood up and stripped off to reveal a decent sized, hard cock. This time, the gasps and murmurs of approval in the audience came from the kids that were watching.

"Oh Daddy... that's a big willy!" she said. "It looks like a lollipop!"

The audience laughed.

"I wonder if it tastes like one?" she said, almost to herself.

"There's only one way to find out poppet..." he said to her.

The audience started to cheer and encourage her - not that it looked as if she needed much encouragement!

He stood up, sideways on to the audience, and Melanie moved to the side of the bed with him. She reached out, taking hold of his hard cock and licked it from the top, down to his balls and back again. He was devoid of any pubic hair.

"Mmm" she turned to the audience. "Tasty!"

The audience roared again and encouraged her further. She opened her tiny mouth and her lips slipped over the top.

"OH!" the man gasped as Melanie took his cock into her wet willing mouth.

When she had about half of it in, she bobbed her head back off it and again licked it.

"Very tasty!" she repeated, as she started again, this time taking more in.

She removed her hands and placed them on the man's bum cheeks, pulling him back and forth. He held her head and began to thrust, fucking her 8 year old mouth.

"Oh... yeah... let Daddy fuck your sweet little mouth baby... ooooh"

He was panting as he thrust his manhood in and out of her little mouth.

"You like that poppet?"

With her mouth full of hard cock, she obviously couldn't answer, but she nodded with a "hmmph"

"Daddy's close to cumming baby girl..." he gasped as he fucked her mouth faster and harder.

The radio mics taped to them picked up every little moan from the pair and the wet squidgy noise of his cock as it slid in and out of her mouth and Melanie continued to suck on it eagerly.

"AAHH...YEAH... HERE IT COMES DARLING!" he gasped again.

Little Melanie pulled her head off and opened her mouth as he spurted into it until it was full of cum. The rest he sprayed over her pretty little face and chest. Long ropes dripped down her face and matted her hair. Looking at the screens, I was very impressed. After it had happened, they instantly showed it again and again in close-up and slow motion, so that you could clearly see the sperm shoot out of the end of his cock straight into her open waiting little mouth.

When he was spent, Melanie turned to the audience and opened her mouth to show them her mouthful of "Daddy" hot cum before she swallowed it down. When she'd done that she moved back up the bed.

"I feel sleepy Daddy!" she said yawning again. "Can we do that again some time?"

"Any time you like poppet..."he told her, "any time you like!"

At that moment, the stage lighting turned blue to give the impression of night time and the music started up again playing "Mr Sandman... send me a dream..." He bent down and gently kissed her.

"Nighty night Daddy!" she said sleepily. "Nighty night my little angel!" he replied softly as the music continued and gradually faded as did the stage lights.

Once again the audience erupted into wild applause, cheers and whistles as the stage lights came on and both Melanie and her "Daddy" came to the front of the stage. Cum still splattered across Melanie's pretty little face, and every so often, she licked her lips where it had dribbled down. They both bowed, before the man stood back and clapped little Melanie, allowing the 8 year old to take the much deserved limelight. The audience went wild, the applause just for her, before the lights dimmed again and the stage went to darkness.

I turned to Dean at the side of me.

"I don't know how you managed to put this together, but I got to hand it to you, it's been brilliant so far!"

Dean laughed.

"Lot's of practice mate!" he said proudly, "And love, and attention to detail!"

"That Melanie is gorgeous!" I said enthusiastically.

"Yeah she is rather isn't she? Apparently her Dad taught her from the age of 3... then he got careless with another girl and got himself banged up... she ended up with us... no other relatives..."

I nodded.

"I'll bring her up to meet you after the show!"

My cock was hard at just the thought of getting to know her better, as the spotlight came on again and Maisie stood on the stage.

"Ladies... and especially Gentlemen... for those of you who bought tickets, it's now time to draw the raffle!"

Two of the older children pulled a big drum onto the stage and then walked off. Maisie then continued.

"To ensure the draw is done fairly, please welcome the person who is going to pull out the lucky ticket!"

To a round of applause, a little girl walked onto the stage in just a pair of very tight, light pink little girl knickers. Where her puffy baby pussy clearly showed, was a print of a bunch of cherries.

"Hello Sweetie!" Maisie said bending down to the little girl, "and what's your name?"

"Angela!" she said sweetly, "...and it's my birthday today! I'm 5!" she added holding up 5 fingers in confirmation. There were lots of "oohs" and "aahs" from the audience.

"Isn't she adorable?" Maisie asked the audience.

There were general sounds of agreement. Maisie led the audience in a chorus of singing Happy Birthday to Angela.

"Okay sweetie, ready to pull a ticket out?"

The little girl nodded and Maisie lifted her up.

"Just the one darling... dig nice and deep!"

Angela reached in a pulled out a ticket, handing it to Maisie.

"Thank you..." she said as she took it from her and looked at it. "And the lucky winner is... two, three nine, eight!"

A man at the back suddenly jumped up and shouted "YES!", waving his ticket in the air.

"Well done sir!" Maisie said, and then turned to speak to the audience. "He doesn't even know what he's won yet!"

There was laughter from the audience as Maisie invited the winner up onto the stage. As the man made his way up, Maisie picked little Angela up again and held her in her arms. The audience applauded as the raffle winner walked up the steps and joined Maisie and Angela on the stage.

"Well done!" she said to the man, "...what's your name?"

"Er... Jim!" the man replied a little nervously.

"Would you like to know what you've won?"

The man nodded eagerly. Maisie handed little Angela to him. The man looked stunned.

"As you know, the rules of the association say that no child is allowed to be penetrated until they reach their 5th birthday..."

The man was like a nodding dog.

"Well..." she then said to Angela, "you are DEFINITELY 5 today?"

The little girl nodded.

"You know what that means?"

"Uh-huh!" the little girl replied.

"And what's that? You tell all the nice ladies and gentlemen..."

"It means... for the first time... I'm going to be fucked!" she said.

"And?" Maisie said encouragingly.

"I'm going to be fucked right here... on the stage... and all these people are going to watch!" she said with a big smile.

"That's right. Aren't you a clever girl?"

There were lots of whispers, gasps of surprise and chatter from the audience followed by cheers, applause and whistles.

"Okay people..." Maisie said turning back to the audience, "we have a fashion show shortly, and then our grand finale. Our lucky raffle winner Jim, will be popping Angela's little cherry... here...live on stage!"

The audience erupted and Jim, still hardly able to believe his luck, walked off the stage with his "prize".

I turned to Dean yet again.

"You've definitely earned your money today!" I said to him.

Dean was grinning from ear to ear. "I'm glad my efforts haven't gone unnoticed! She's been with us about 14 months now... I've been preparing her, and to be honest I nearly popped her on her 4th birthday... but she wasn't ready!"

I nodded my understanding.

"And it was just coincidence that her birthday fell today... the day of your opening!"

"And hers!" I said laughing.

Immediately seeing the joke, Dean roared with laughter.

"As you heard, she knows the score and knows what to expect... and I tell you, for a 5 year old, that girl can suck cock!"

I could well believe it. If Dean said that, then she must be something very special. My mind then drifted to Maisie's 5th birthday, the day I popped HER little cherry...

********

I'd stayed overnight and had been having had a bit of a session, with the kids in bed with us. I spent the rest of the night fucking Sandra senseless. I had no idea what time I'd eventually drifted off, but I was having a lovely dream. I'd met a cute little girl, I didn't even know her name, and she was giving me the most delicious blow job. I gradually woke up to find Maisie the birthday girl, doing just that. When I was finally fully awake, I reached down and gently stroked her hair. Maisie stopped and came up to my face and gave me a passionate kiss. I could taste my cum on her lips as she slipped her little tongue into my mouth. Eventually she broke away, and I hugged her close to me.

"Morning Big Birthday Girl!" I said brightly.

"Morning Uncle Mark...did you like me waking you up that way?"

"Nah!" I said teasing her, "I hated it!"

"That'll be the day you old paedo!" Sandra said, walking in with a tray of breakfast things.

Behind her were a naked Martin and April, holding their brightly wrapped birthday presents for Maisie. The naked little 5 year old momentarily lost interest in me the moment she spotted the presents.

"Yeah! Pressies!" she squealed, jumping off the bed.

We all sang Happy Birthday to her as she ripped the paper off them. They were only little presents from her brother and sister, but Maisie was overjoyed nonetheless. A party had been planned for the afternoon, the usual jelly and ice cream job for some of her friends, but I was looking forward more to our own little private party later in the evening. Having said that, I always liked it when any of the kids had their friends round. This afternoon would be no exception and the house would be full of 4, 5 and 6 year old's, so I wasn't about to complain. In fact, I wasn't sure who was more excited, me or Maisie!

The morning was spent getting every thing prepared, although of course, I stopped for the odd fondle of all three of the children, making a special fuss of the birthday girl. Maisie continuously whispered in my ear that she couldn't wait for tonight... and I was finding it difficult as well. Sandra had arranged for the parents to just drop them off, explaining that there wasn't enough room for them all to stay and they'd all accepted that. She also made sure she had contact numbers...just in case!

The first one arrived at about quarter to two. After that there was a constant ringing of the door bell as parents arrived to drop off their little darlings. I felt a little sorry for Martin as of course, they were all girls, but he found ways to amuse himself. April and Maisie both looked idyllic little angels in their pretty party frocks, both of which were pink and only differed slightly. They both had their hair in bunches tied with matching pink ribbons as well, and my cock lurched every time I looked at them, knowing what sexy little girls they really were. They also took pride in introducing their "Uncle Mark" to every little cutie as they arrived. The little guests, spotting my camera, all wanted to pose and have their photo taken and I duly obliged. It was a great way of getting their trust. Some were more outgoing than others, but it wasn't long before they were all climbing over me, and I was getting plenty of flashes of knickers, not to mention copping plenty of feels. I had an erection for most of the afternoon, and I didn't rise from the chair too often. A fact that Sandra noticed, winking and saucily mouthing "enjoying yourself?" each time she passed me.

One little girl seemed to be glued permanently to my lap, or more to the point, my hard cock. She must have surely felt it pressing into her little bum on more than one occasion, especially the way she wriggled to get comfortable. It wasn't too long before I had my arm around her and was stroking the top of her leg. I found out her name was Amanda and she said very proudly that she was "five and a half". It's funny and I absolutely love it. Kids are NEVER 5 or 6 when you ask them. They're always something... "and a half" or "three quarters!".

She was an exquisite little thing, dirty blonde hair which reached just to her shoulders, held back with a lemon "Alice band" which matched the colour of her frilly party dress and her little ankle socks. Gradually, my hand crept higher until I was stroking her smooth thigh under her dress, inching towards my target. As I rubbed her gently, I heard her sigh softly.

"Do you like that sweetie?" I asked her quietly. Little Amanda nodded.

"Do you want me to stop?"

She shook her little blonde head, so I moved my fingers to her inner thigh, about an inch away from her little girl treasures, and I felt Amanda instinctively part her legs. Slowly but surely, my hand crept up and my fingertips touched the material of her soft little knickers. I could feel the lace edges of the leg holes and knew I was almost there. Not wanting to scare her, I toyed with the leg hole for a few minutes before inching my way up to her flat smooth little tummy. I rubbed the palm of my hand across her soft little tummy, my index finger stopping to play with her tummy button, which made her giggle. Then my hand moved down slowly and I toyed with the elastic laced waistband of her knickers.

"You're touching my knickers..." she whispered to me.

"I know!" I replied. "Is that okay or should I stop?"

I wanted to give her the impression in her mind that the decision was hers, but in reality I had no plans to stop. She suddenly went all shy on me.

"Shall I stop?"

A shake of the head.

"Shall I carry on?"

A shy nod.

"Sure?"

Another shy nod.

My fingertips stretched out I could feel the outline of her little slit through the cotton knickers as I slid my hand further down to between the little girl's legs. My palm went across her mound and I heard her gasp. "You okay?" I asked, and she nodded again.

"They feel like sexy knickers..." I told her quietly. "Are they?"

The little girl shrugged, the way girls of that age do.

"I dunno!"

"I bet they are..." I went on, "because you're sexy! You must know if they're sexy knickers..."

I left the sentence there.

"Dunno!" she repeated. "Don't know what sexy knickers look like..."

She'd taken the bait, just as I knew she would.

"Why don't you show me them... and then I can tell you?"

She looked horrified.

"In front of everyone?"

I laughed.

"No, course not. Not in front of everyone silly... upstairs... in the loo?"

She thought about it for a short moment.

"Okay!" she said.

"You go up first to the bathroom... and then I'll come up. Lock the door when you're in there and I'll tap on it and you can unlock it... okay?"

Amanda nodded, jumped off my lap and headed out and up the stairs. Sandra walked over to me and whispered "You pulled?"

I nodded, laughing.

"I'm not surprised, she's lovely is Amanda. Don't be too long!"

I got up, discreetly adjusted my hard cock, and then made my way upstairs to the bathroom, gently knocking on it when I got there, my camera still in my other hand.

I heard the door unlock and it opened. I quickly went in and re-locked it behind me, as I didn't want any of the little guests stumbling in and blurting to their parents what they'd found. I put the toilet lid down and sat on it, beckoning little Amanda to me. I put my arms around her and cupped her little bum cheeks with my big hands, kissing her gently on the lips.

"You're a beautiful little girl!" I told her, and she blushed slightly making her look even cuter.

"So, you going to show me what sexy knickers you're wearing?"

Shyly, she nodded and reached for the hem of her lemon party dress. Slowly she pulled it up, revealing her little smooth, milky white thighs, that I'd touched but not seen. The problem was it was a long dress and as she lifted it, it bunched up and I couldn't see much.

"I tell you what..." I said to her, "why don't you take it right off so I can see properly, as I can't tell like this?"

"I can't reach the zip!" she replied. "I know..." I said, playing the forever helpful adult. "Why don't I do it for you eh?"

Amanda nodded.

"Turn around sweetie and lift your hair up out of the way!" I said.

She did as I asked and I reached for the zip at the back of her neck and pulled it down. Amanda pulled her arms out of it and her party dress fell to the floor. She stepped out of it, picked it up and carefully put it on the edge of the bath. I sat there looking at this little 5 year old in her matching vest and knickers, white with little pink roses and lace edges. A proper little girl's set. Her knickers were pulled up tightly and her vest was tucked inside.

"Come closer darling..." I whispered.

She walked over to me and again I put my arms around her, feeling her soft little bottom through the cotton material of her knickers.

"They are definitely sexy..." I whispered to her before I kissed her again.

I gently kneaded her cheeks before I started to rub her back and slowly pulled the back of her vest out of her knickers. She reached around the front and pulled that out too.

"Let's take this off as well eh?" I suggested.

Immediately, little Amanda lifted her arms and I pulled it off over her head.

"Oh... yeah..." I said admiringly. "You are DEFINITELY a sexy girl."

Pulling her closer, I gently nibbled one of her ears.

"That tickles!" she said, so I stopped.

"I like it... it just tickles is all!"

As I continued to nibble and lick her ear lobe, I slipped a hand down the back of her knickers to see how she'd react. She didn't say anything other than "Oh... your hand's cold!"

"Sorry babes..." I whispered, as I ran a finger along the crack of her sweet smooth bum cheeks.

I then reached right down and cupped my hand between her legs and she opened them as my fingers touched her soft little sex for the first time. From behind I ran my finger along the smooth hairless slit and was surprised to find she was wet and slippery

"You like that?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

Amanda nodded.

"Be easier without these?" I said, pulling her knickers out a little.

Without any further prompting from me, Amanda pulled her knickers down to her knees. I bought my free hand to the front of her and ran my hand up the inside of her thigh and lightly stroked her pussy lips.

"Mmm... nice..." she sighed quietly as my finger tip searched for her tiny love button.

My cock was aching for release, as the sound of children's laughter and general party mayhem drifted up from downstairs. I continued to rub her tiny clit, little Amanda opening her legs even more and squatting slightly. I could hear that she was breathing heavier, so she was certainly enjoying my attention.

"Oh... really nice!" she gasped as my finger eased into her very tight, hot and wet hole.

"Aaahh... I need a wee wee!" she panted.

It was obvious that this little 5 year old was having her first ever orgasm as I closely watched her bite down on her bottom lip and her face screw up as her little body shook and her breath came in short pants. I slowed up and let her ride through her first ever cum. When she'd calmed down I looked her in the face.

"You enjoyed that didn't you? Did it make you feel nice?"

Amanda nodded.

"It made me feel all sort of..." she searched her limited vocabulary to try and find a suitable word, "squidgy inside my tummy and my minky was all sort of tingly... I still need a wee though!" she told me, pulling her knickers the rest of the way down and kicking them off.

I'd assumed the need for a wee was her orgasm, but she really did need to go. I stood up and lifted the lid.

"There you go poppet..." I said to her, "can I watch?"

She smiled and nodded, not thinking anything strange that this man wanted to watch her go to the toilet.

"Here do it this way so I can see properly?" I told her.

I loved watching little girls wee, and still do. I find it a real turn on. I lifted her up so she was standing on the seat.

"Now squat down a little and open your legs sweetie..." I instructed her, "...then Uncle Mark can see you properly."

She did as I asked and I saw her little lips open up slightly, revealing them to be slightly red from my fingering. She reached down and pulled them apart without any prompting, and I could see her darker pink innards glistening with her wetness and her tiny little hole. I watched intently, my cock straining for release as the little girl released her golden girl juice. I could hear it hitting the water in the pan.

"Ooh baby... you are SO sexy!" I told her as she wee'd.

Soon the flow slowed to a dribble and she stood up when it stopped, little drops of urine running down the inside of her thighs. Then she realised she couldn't reach the toilet roll.

"Don't worry," I told her as I dropped to my knees and cupped her smooth flawless bum cheeks again.

I pulled her to my face as I ran my tongue up her thigh catching the small amber droplets en-route. Guessing what I was about to do, again Amanda half squatted, opening her legs up as I lapped at her little hairless pussy. God she tasted good. If you've ever eaten sweet little girl pussy, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. If you haven't, you honestly don't know what you're missing. I've eaten lots of pussy over the years, and believe me when I tell you, that nothing... ABSOLUTELY NOTHING... tastes as good as a little girl's vagina!

I licked her closed little slit, my tongue pausing to flick the hard little nubbin of her clit. Amanda obviously liked this as her hands came down to my head and she pulled me harder onto crotch, then thrust her pussy out to get more of my tongue. I tongue fucked her and sucked her little clitty until her little body shook again and she gasped out loud. I knew then that my little lover had cum for the 2nd time.

I stood up and unzipped my trousers.

"You ever seen a man's willy?" I asked her.

The 5 "and half" year old shook her head.

"Want to see mine?"

She thought for a couple of seconds before grinning and nodding her head. I undid my trousers and let them fell to the ground. My underpants were wet and sticky with pre-cum as I hooked them down and my cock sprang out. I saw her eyes widen.

"Urrgh.... you wet yourself!" she giggled, looking at the pre-cum leaking from the end of my cock.

"It's not wee poppet..." I explained, "it's my juice."

She obviously didn't understand too well, and I didn't have the time to go into detail and explain exactly what it was. I grabbed some tissue and wiped it, not wanting to scare her and spoil the good thing I had going.

"When I feel really good..." I said to her.

She looked a little puzzled.

"Like I made you feel just now... all squidgy?"

I used the word that she had used and now she nodded her understanding.

"Then that stuff you saw just now, comes out the end of it... want to see?"

It took her a split second to nod, so I wrapped my hand around it and started to wank. Amanda looked on fascinated.

"Actually..." I said to her, "it feels much nicer when a sexy little girl like you does it. Want to try...? You don't have to!"

She smiled and nodded, so I took her hand and wrapped it around my cock... just... and with my hand over hers, I started to move her hand up and down. She soon got the idea and I eventually removed my hand as this naked little 5 year old wanked my cock.

"Oooh... wow... you do that so gooood!" I encouraged her, "Can you show me what a really big girl you are and do it faster? The faster you go, the nicer it makes me feel..."

Amanda immediately started to do it faster.

"You clever girl... oh you're making me feel REALLY nice... really squidgy now... hold on... it's cumming... it's cumming!" I gasped.

Before I could warn her any further, my cock swelled in her little hand and my first spurt of cum shot out the end and hit the surprised little girl in the forehead on her Alice band. The second hit her little nose, and the rest over her flat undeveloped chest.

"OOOH... AAAGH... BABY!" I gasped as I emptied my load.

Surprisingly, little Amanda was undaunted by it all and just continued to wank me throughout, despite getting an unexpected cum shower. I eventually had to move her hand away as my cock got really tender.

"WOW!" I said, "You really are a BIG SEXY GIRL!"

I grabbed my camera and took a few shots of her cum stained face and chest. I got her to hold my cock again and took a few like that as well. I then got her squatting on the toilet to wee again like she'd done before and took some, despite the fact she could only manage a dribble this time.

I wiped the cum off her with some tissue and she put her knickers back on, where I shot a few more, then some in her vest and knickers, and then some ordinary shots after I'd helped her back into her party dress. It was the first time I'd photographed a little girl dressing, but I'd not thought of photographing her UN-dressing! I figured it would look the same when they were printed.

I made myself decent and we made our way back down to join the party. As we entered the lounge, Sandra smiled and gave me a knowing look as Amanda happily went to join the other kids playing pass the parcel. Sandra spoke briefly to Amanda as she sat down and joined the circle, then she walked over to me and whispered in my ear.

"Looks like you had a nice time..."

I looked her.

Then she added, "But next time, make sure you wipe ALL the cum off her face! Good job it was me that spotted it..."

When I looked over at little Amanda, she had a serviette in her hand and was wiping the remaining cum from her Alice band...

** End Of The One Stop Paedo Shop - Part 3a **