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story_codes: MMM+/g, F/g, semi-cons

story_intro: While Jeannie was busy losing her cherry during a gang bang in the park, her best friend, Becky, was in Las Vegas with her parents. While her parents are at a trade show, Becky stays in a hotel child care center that appears very respectable - until the parents leave. Then the shy little girl learns that what happens in Vegas stays sticky in between her legs.


story_language: English





Becky Hits the Jackpot

Written by madvlad


comments_readers: Author's Note: The two girls mentioned here were first described in Behind the Bushes with Jeannie as the main character and Becky only mentioned. Both stories are stand-alone - one doesn't have to be read to understand the other.

	Tony and Monica had been in a quandary when Monica's mother suddenly could not watch their daughter, Becky, when they were going to Las Vegas for most of a week at a trade show. The show and the after-hours events would take most of their time so they were reluctant to bring the six year-old. But they were assured that the hotel resort had first class 24-hour child care services.

	Still their little girl was very shy and they weren't sure how well she would do. The trade show was important for their work, but they didn't want their angel to be miserable. Back home, they lived in a quiet suburb where it was safe for even first graders to walk home or play in the park. Becky often did just that with Jeannie, her best friend. Jeannie was also a rather quiet child, but not as nearly as retiring as Becky. Finally, after a phone conversation with the hotel's child care coordinator, they decided to take their daughter with them.

	The morning after they arrived, they escorted Becky to the child care center. One of the women there, a twenty five year-old named Anne, smiled when she saw the little girl. Becky's red hair was red and shiny, hanging in loose curls. Her blue eyes were dark in her freckle-less face and her milky white skin looked so delicate that it made her appear more small and vulnerable.

	Kneeling, Anne eventually coaxed the child from behind Tony's leg. But Becky stared wide-eyed around the play room and back at her parents, silently pleading to leave with them.

	"It's okay," Anne assured the couple. "We have some kids who are very uncomfortable in a new environment where they know no one. I'll give her all of the one-on-one attention she needs and I wouldn't be surprised if she isn't making new friends she doesn't want to leave behind by the time you go home."

	Tony and Monica hugged their daughter and left as they saw Anne pointing to the small knapsack Becky carried, asking about the contents. As Becky shyly unzipped the bag, they knew she would be alright and left for the show.

	Anne asked Becky simple questions about her doll and the small stuffed animals she had in her bag. Then they looked at the coloring book as Anne asked Becky what her favorite colors were and what she liked to draw. The girl was coming out of her shell when Anne saw a small plastic heart-shaped frame showing a smiling Becky with her cheek pressed against that of a grinning blonde-haired girl her age.

	"Is that your friend?" the woman asked.

	"Yes. That's Jeannie and she's my best friend. She's very nice," Becky replied.

	Anne agreed that Jeannie seemed very nice, although in her mind she had ideas of what kinds of nice that little blonde might be in bed or maybe with a little bondage gear. But she had this scrumptious little redhead now for the next few days and, as they did with other selected children at the center, she was going to widen this kid's horizons.  And becky was going to have a few other things of hers widened, too.

	Not only was Becky a feast for the eyes, but her shyness was just what they wanted -someone who was not going to be telling the wrong people about what was happening. But Anne hoped Becky's mouth would be doing much more than talking. Her little red lips were slightly puffy, making that mouth temptingly kissable and perfect for other flesh to touch.

	Since this was Las Vegas, the staff here played a game with the kids they picked which threw some of what happened to chance. Anne had a thing to tying the little ones up for fun and games, making the sweat and squirm in all kinds of obscene bonds while she taught them discipline and pleasure.

	"So Becky," she asked. "Did you see the slot machines when you walked through the casino?"

	"Yes. They're noisy and have lots of pretty lights but they're for grown-ups."

	"That's right. But we have a special slot machine here for kids so we can choose what games we play."

	"That sounds like fun."

	"Certainly, we love to enjoy our little girls' slots."

	The double entendre was lost on the tot. Anne handed Becky a gold-colored coin with a picture of a smiling teddy bear and led her to a slot machine. Becky put the coin in and then Anne showed her how to pull the lever. When the reels stopped, they showed pictures that Becky tried to understand.

	"That's a table," she said. "And those are handcuffs like a policeman has. And that other one is..."

	Becky turned pink and whispered in Anne's ear.

	"It looks like a bottom," she said in a scandalized tone.

	"It is," Anne confirmed. "The third reel usually tells us what part of the body to play with."

	Anne had been secretly hoping for three bondage symbols - three of any kind of symbol meant all kinds of action with their small charges and only the manacles and table were kind of a letdown. Still, it beat working in the "normal" part of the daycare center by far.

	"Come on," Anne said to Becky. "Let's get you to the changing room to get ready."

	Becky wasn't sure why she would play games with her bottom, but she followed the woman into a small room where she was told to remove all of her clothes. Anne said she would return with today's outfit.

	When the woman returned, Becky stood wearing only her panties.

	"Those come off, too."

	"But I'll be naked," Becky softly protested.

	"I've got something else for you to wear."

	Becky paused for a moment and then slid her panties off. When she stood upright, she held her hands over her vulva and looked at Anne bashfully. Anne in turn admired the tot's sturdy little form with that oh-so-creamy skin smoothly encapsulating her childish curves and planes.

	"Hands out in front, please," Anne said politely but with the undertone of an order.

	With the pink returning to her cheeks, Becky lifted her hands as directed. Anne caught a glimpse of the child's hairless, chubby labia pressing together to form a drool-inducing cleft. Then she cuffed the girl's wrists and led her out of the changing room.

	Becky whined in embarrassment as she was pulled along naked. She saw another girl perhaps a year older than she dressed in only a red leather thong and a dog collar being led on a leash and heard another child's high-pitched voice making unusual noises from one of the other chambers.

	Anne led her to a Y-shaped table that was tilted vertically; its mount allowed it to be locked in at several angles. She lifted the girl and locked the chain of her handcuffs to a stud in the table. Then she fastened each of Becky's ankles to the angled sections of the table.

	With Becky secured, Anne lovingly caressed the tot's fleshy little ass cheeks before applying oil to them. She worked much of the amber liquid between Becky's buttocks, fingering the puckered orifice as she taught Becky how to relax and use her muscles there to aid penetration.

	The six year-old cried and whined as her rear end was molested.

	"I don't want to play this game," she sniffled.

	"But it's not just a game, it's also your schoolwork. Just because you're not in class doesn't mean you don't have to learn anything here. Besides, how else can I tell your mommy and daddy you were a good girl and well-behaved?"

	"But this is naughty!"

	"Then should I bring your parents in to see how naughty you look?"

	"Noooo!"

	Becky was confused. She always tried to be a good girl but now she was being naughty even though she did everything she had been asked. She started to cry harder until Anne leaned lower and stroked her hair while she spoke in soothing tones.

	"These are special games for special little girls like you. We don't do this for just anyone and I know you'll make me proud."

	"But I don't want Mommy and Daddy to know I was naked."

	"Then we won't tell them, will we?"

	"Okay," Becky acquiesced.

	"That's my good girl," Anne said. "And you'll get some nice surprises today. But first, let's practice what I've been telling you."

	Becky squeezed her eyes closed and loosened her sphincter, allowing Anne's finger to slip through. The woman oiled the child's interior and then said she wanted to add another finger. Becky was still a little teary-eyed but strained to allow the second digit to widen her entrance. Anne liberally applied more oil until Becky had been coated and loosened enough. The oil she was using was also laced with a muscle relaxant that worked well when breaking these young ones in.

	She tiled the table at a forty-five degree angle and wedged a pillow under Becky's hips to make her rump stick out more. Then several men came into the room, all of them naked and sporting erections. Becky gaped at the fleshy tools and looked at Anne in disbelief when the woman told her what the guys were going to do with them.

	Oscar was first; a wiry Latino with a thin penis that was perfect for starting the little ones. As Becky whimpered, he pressed it between her small white globes and against her entrance. She was reluctant to let herself be taken this way, but Anne's fingering had left her weakened just enough there at Oscar expertly lanced into her tender virgin ass.

	Becky yelped at the penetration and felt her anus stretched tightly around the piston of flesh that was invading her body. With the relaxant working, the tot's ass expanded more easily without injury. The man moved swiftly, buggering the stunned first grader until his semen spewed in her anal tubing. Becky churned her hips when she felt the hot goo invading her but could do little else.

	Watching the stuff dripping from the little girl's ass, Anne kissed Becky and congratulated her. Shen she slipped a vibrator between the pillow and Becky's mound, stimulating her sex for the remainder of the session.

	Tom was the next man with an average sized cock which he quickly put to work in the little girl. As the plunging prick pushed her against the pillow, the child's soft labia spread along the length of vibrator, letting to come in direct contact with her clit and other more sensitive areas. Becky squealed as she was lustfully sodomized, her cunny dripping as her rectum was rubbed with hard meat.

	Her head swimming with shame and lust, Becky tried to understand why those moving things that were uncomfortably stretching her little rear were making her feel all kinds of different things. Another wad of cum blasted in Becky's bowels, leaving the tyke dazed as her overloaded body dealt with her agitated pussy, quivering asshole, and a hot buttered rectum.

	The other men skewered the child's delightful rump, getting their cocks squeezed by the tiny rectum and plush interior. Each left her with more jism greasing her innards until Anne announced it was nearly time for lunch. She unstrapped Becky and paraded the girl around so everyone could admire her dripping bottom and glistening cunny. Becky was mortified, fearing she had maybe peed herself but Anne explained how those good feelings from the vibrator had made her all wet.

	"But why does everyone have to see me naked?" Becky whined.

	"Because you're such a pretty little girl."

	"Even if I'm naked and naughty?"

	"Those are the prettiest kinds of little girls."

	Becky didn't understand but was relieved when she was uncuffed. Anne plopped her in a huge tub willed with a warm bubble bath. Then she surprised the girl by getting undressed to and joining her in the water where she lovingly bathed and fondled her. Becky liked this and didn't even feel all that naughty as the woman's fingers brushed over her bald pussy. Anne also applied to some ointment so Becky's ass wouldn't get too sore.

	To Becky's relief, she was allowed back into her clothes before she joined the rest of the daycare for lunch. The afternoon was spent playing normal games which Becky somewhat participated in as Anne coaxed her. She liked the other kids but still felt very shy and hoped none of them would figure out what kinds of things she had been doing with her bottom.

	It was late when Tony and Monica returned to their hotel room. Anne was reading a book as they peeked in on their slumbering child. Becky was worn out from a long morning of sodomy followed by all of the other playing and never stirred as each parent kissed her.

	"You wore her out," Monica teased Anne. "Did she make any friends?"

	"Oh, quite a few - especially in the morning."

	The next day, Becky smiled at the three grinning mouths on the row of wheels and she smiled back. That certainly looked friendly as she said as much to Anne.

	"A lot of oral action always makes me smile," Anne agreed. "Come on, let's get you changed."

	Becky wasn't sure why she needed to change in order to smile, but after yesterday's events that left her kitty and her bottom feeling very strange in different ways, she knew it was going to be something strange. As she removed all of her clothing - including her panties - she hoped she'd be wearing more than just handcuffs.

	When Anne returned, she was just as nude as Becky. Without a word, she took the girl by the hand and let her into one of the playrooms. Oscar and Tom and the others were in there, also undressed and waiting for their playmate. Despite yesterday's exposure, Becky blushed again today when she saw them openly ogling her.

	"Wouldn't you know it?" Anne asked in feigned disgust. "We're wearing the same outfits."

	Becky didn't understand why the grown-ups thought it was so funny. But she didn't have much time to contemplate as Anne picked her up and placed her in her lap as she sat in a chair. When Anne kissed the girl, she followed it soon after with a tongue in the unsuspecting six year-old's mouth. Becky mumbled in confusion for a few seconds while the woman's tongue sought hers.  When Anne finally found it and began hungrily tasting it, Becky's mumbles trailed off as the little girl was entranced by this new thing.

	With Becky relaxing, Anne felt free to let her hands roam all over the child's smooth and cuddly body. Becky murmured something unintelligible as her tiny cunny was stroked and gently prodded. Some of the strange stirrings she had felt yesterday returned.

	With some reluctance, Anne halted her exploration of Becky's mouth and turned to the man who had walked next to them.

	"Look, Becky, Tom as something new for your mouth."

	Becky looked and saw the hard prick pointing at her. When she looked at Anne in alarm, the woman eased her from her lap and knelt next to the child as she coaxed her with small tweaks to her bald little snatch. Following the woman's instructions (and getting sweet rewards between her legs when she did), Becky dabbed at Tom's meat with her tongue and slowly progressed to prolonged, wet sweeps along the length.

	At last, with Anne's index finger massaging her baby clit, Becky opened her mouth and trapped Tom's dick head it. The child's luscious lips looked incredibly sweet as the flexed and compressed around the man's member. After just a few shallow head bobs, Tom could take no more of the perverted cuteness and wet caresses and exploded in Becky's mouth.

	Becky nearly cried as the salty, musky splooge sprayed over her tongue, but Anne congratulated her on a fine job and calmed the girl down. Becky didn't know how or why she had done such a good job if she got a mouthful of that yucky stuff, but now the rest of the men wanted her to taste them with a man named Glenn serving up her next helping of meat.

	She got better with her wet little tongue as she scrubbed Glenn's glans while she was able to go a little further down the man's shaft. Her lips worked hard as she sucked intently, gripping the cock as they moved back and forth. As he felt his balls about to release, Glenn abruptly yanked his prick from the delicious suction of Becky's mouth and painted the child's face with his semen.

	Although startled, Becky didn't complain as she wiped the stuff off with her fingers. Those same small, delicate fingers were still sticky with the goo when they closed around Oscar's dick before she sucked his head into her face. As she worked through the ranks, the first grader became a first-rate fellatio artist as her face and hair dripped with more ejaculate. There was too much for her to clean before another cock was ready for her mouth and the tot acquired some sluttish make-up on her round, innocent face as the morning progressed.

	The last man was Cyrus. He hadn't been with Becky the day before and she was glad of that when she saw the girth of his hard, dark meat. Anne's cunny twitched at the fantasy of that monster driving between Becky's tiny, pale ass cheeks but knew in reality that the girl couldn't have taken that without being hurt. Still, it was very hot to watch the six year-old mouth open widely and her lips stretch as she sucked and licked Cyrus to pedo heaven.

	With the men taken care of, Becky though she was done before Anne pressed her sticky face to her crotch. Anne sighed as she felt the cum smear against her loins and then started to teach the child how to eat pussy. As she had hoped, the six year-old's plump lips and sweet tongue were magnificent as they touched and explored the woman's sex. When her climax started to build, Anne pulled on Becky's head harder, grinding the girl against her dripping twat. Becky's tongue was lapping as deeply as it could reach and her nose was pressed against Anne's clit, blasting it with warm rapid breaths.

	Anne came fiercely, keeping Becky's head jammed in place and forcing the child to drink her womanly juices. When Anne released her, Becky staggered back, looking seductively cute with her face covered in adult sex fluids.

	"My mouth is tired," was all Becky said.

	Scooping the girl up, Anne plopped her on a bed and spread her legs. Teasing the child, Anne sucked on the tiny toes before sliding the tip of her tongue along each leg before she pulled away just short of the plump pussy. Then Anne licked her lips lasciviously as she stared into Becky's eyes. When the girl gulped, Anne knew that Becky saw what was coming next.

	Anne practically dove between Becky's thighs, hungrily munching on the creamy little cuntlet. She sucked heartily on the six year-old's hairless labia and when she nibbled on Becky's clit, the girl began to writhe. Then Anne mauled the entire pussy, sucking and chewing on the mound while her tongue ravished Becky's slit. She eased the tip into the girl's entrance, tasting the virgin presence of the fragile membrane protecting the remainder of the girlish treasure. Leaving that intact, Anne orally molested the tot, hearing Becky's moans match the increased flow of immature nectar from her sex.

	When the climax hit, Becky went silent, but her quivering and the healthy squirt of little girl juice from her cunny told Anne she had hit pay dirt. Then the men lined up for a snack, leaving Becky sweaty and exhausted by the time she finished her last cum.

	That night, Tony and Monica were able to escape some of the business functions and took their daughter to dinner and a family oriented magic show. After the finale, the magician told the audience, "Remember, there's a little bit of magic in each of us."

	Remembering all of the squirting her mouth caused and then those mysterious explosions in her kitty, Becky knew she had quite a bit of magic in her and blushed at the thought.

	"Three cherries!" Becky called out when the slot machine stopped.

	She liked cherries. And as Becky analyzed it, certainly there was nothing about cherries that meant she would have get naked and have more cocks - a word she had learned these past two days - squirting all over and inside her. After all, the men had put them in her mouth and in her butt, so where else was there?

	But Becky was naked again when Anne brought her into the room where only Oscar was waiting. And his cock was quite hard which didn't make any sense to Becky because they were only supposed to be having cherries.

	Anne laid Becky on the bed and immediately started mouthing her plump little twat. The woman's tongue sought the child's hymen, the tip flicking against the doomed cherry. By the time Becky had cum, her pale hairless cunny practically glowed with the layer of fluids coating it.

	Anne lay next to Becky and pulled the girl's legs apart. Oscar joined them, kneeling and then pulling Becky up to his lap by the ankles. He grasped her hips and pulled her closer, allowing the end of his dick to dig into the tot's bald, puffy mons. Then he pulled slowly, increasing the pressure against Becky's inner labia as they opened and allowed his glans to find her barrier tucked right behind them.

	"Miss Anne," Becky whimpered shakily. "He's putting his cock in my kitty!"

	"That's right," the woman cooed. "It's what we call popping your cherry when it happens the first time. It will look like a cherry popped but it will feel better as it goes along."

	Becky didn't see what this had to do with any cherries. But when Oscar jerked her toward him suddenly and pushed with his pelvis, she felt something tearing inside of her and wailed.

	"That's it," Anne said in a soothing voice as she rubbed Becky's face. "The hurting part is done now that you got your cherry popped. That was what you felt."

	Oscar remained still until Anne had the girl calmed. Then he slowly pushed his prick into the first-grader's virgin honey hole. The child's cuntlet squeezed him as it prematurely expanded around its first cock. But Becky's recent climax had left her wet and a little more able to adjust until her entire snatch was crammed with hard meat.

	"How do you feel now?" Anne asked once Oscar had stopped.

	"My kitty is all stretchy."

	"That's because Oscar had to work very hard. Little girls like you need to have their cherries popped and their pussies stretched so they can have more fun with them. Isn't it nice of Oscar to do this for you?"

	Becky and Jeannie had been raised to be very polite and even though Becky didn't understand her newest carnal experience, good manners reigned.

	"Thank you for popping my cherry and stretching my kitty, Mr. Oscar," Becky said in a small voice.

	"It was my pleasure. Now how about a nice fuck?"

	It was a rhetorical question as he slowly worked his meat in and out of the deflowered little virgin. Becky's exhalations were sharp and choppy as her tiny twatlet was conquered by the stroking cock. She could see rivulets of the blood from her burst membrane and further understood the reference to cherries. When Anne started manipulating her clit, the thrusting of the cock in her cunny made her feel warm and juicy inside - like when Anne and the men put their mouths on her genitals but even stronger now.

	Oscar had to concentrate as the child's tight pussy kneaded and milked his cock with every stroke. As Anne's fingers danced and slid over the reddened clitty and the stretched baldness of Becky's outer labia, Oscar could feel the girl getting hotter and wetter inside. Becky came, trembling on the hard prick that impaled her.

	With this done, Oscar fucked her a little harder. A thread of drool escaped Becky's mouth as the man coupled with her wantonly. Sensing Oscar was getting near, Anne pressed her hand on Becky's lower belly, keeping it there when Oscar came. The woman felt lightheaded with lust as she pictured what was happening beneath her had. A six year-old who didn't understand where babies came from was getting her tiny womb pounded with hot sperm.

	As soon as Oscar's dick pulled clear of Becky's twat, Anne slammed her mouth there, eating the freshly de-virginized kiddy cunt and sucking nearly all of the fluids from the girl's sex.

	"God, I've got to have you," the woman croaked as she reached for something by the bed.

	Becky didn't understand what she was looking at as Anne donned a strap-on with a child-sized dildo. Once in place, she gave the thing a twist on the harness to start the vibrator inside. Seeing how it was being worn, Becky knew what to expect and only whimpered when Anne thrust into her a little too hard the first time.

	Feeling the resistance of a small, six year-old cunt as it was plowed with a dildo, Anne growled with lust. The inward thrusts were best, making the little girl's fuck hole make frothy noises as the fluids squished out and also pressing the vibrator back against Anne's twat. Becky was whining and squirming as she was subjected to this lesbian intercourse. The vibrator inflamed her already well-aroused pussy and she was jerking and cumming when Anne loudly groaned with her own climax.

	She collapsed on top of Becky and then rolled to her side. Becky weakly tried to push herself off the dildo embedded in her little snatch but was unable to. Anne was content to keep their bodies together a while until she finally freed the girl. Becky's bald cunny drooled obscenely and Anne contentedly licked her clean.

	Anne removed the dildo and cuddled with her underage sex partner.

	"So you see, girls can do this together. I'm sure you and Jeannie would have fun doing it. Don't you?"

	"Oh, no," Becky replied. "Jeannie wouldn't get naked and get something in her kitty."

	"I don't know," Anne teased. "I bet a cute little thing like her already has had a cock or two creaming inside her."

	Little did Anne and Becky know that the day before, little Jeannie had been lying on a picnic table with her dress up and her panties off; very much the focus of a prolonged gang bang.

	The next morning, three teddy bears that resembled the one on the coins Becky used in the slot machine appeared on the winning line. Becky loved teddy bears but knew this had to mean she'd be naked and naughty before long.

	To her surprise, Anne brought her a bikini in her changing room and helped her put it on. But before she did, she took some sunscreen lotion and rubbed it all over the girl.

	"With this light skin of yours, we don't want you to cook," she said.

	Becky was used to this with her mother - although she was never completely nude when her mother put the protective stuff on her. Anne especially liked rubbing it in places the swimsuit would cover. Becky squeaked in surprise when Anne even put a finger in her asshole and pushed it in and out a few times. But then the naughtiness was over and Anne got her dressed for the pool.

	The bottoms had strings on the side to hold it in place and Anne tied each side in a looping bow. Anne led the girl from the child care area and out to the main pool where they settled in one of the hot tubs off to the side. It was morning in Las Vegas and there were few people about as the pair went into the water. Anne showed Becky how to control the jets and maneuvered the girl's crotch in front of one of them to blast the tightly covered mound with pressure until Becky was squirming.

	"The teddy bears mean today is a play day," Anne said. "Now you have fun in here and I'll be right in the lounge chair if you need me."

	Becky happily splashed about, letting the jets push her around in the water. As she was playing, a man in swim trunks approached. His skin was bronzed and he had a paunch that was densely packed as if almost muscle. His hair was dark on the sides and completely gone on top and he grinned benignly as he settled into the hot tub.

	Becky, still as shy as ever despite her recent experiences, slid to the other side of the tub. But the man laughed and chased her before clasping a dark hand over her white belly and pulling her onto his lap, leaving just her shoulders and upper chest above the water. Becky could feel the lump in his swim shorts and looked desperately at Anne.

	"It's okay," said Anne. "This is Osmin. He likes to play in the water, too."

	Anne knew the Turk was a wealthy and frequent guest at the hotel. In a city full of luxury and attractions of all kinds, the man always chose this place for the special young amenities it supplied him. And one of Osmin's favorite things to do was to stuff his cock into the fresh, succulent asses of little girls while he played with their hairless twats. When she had been putting the sunscreen on Becky, she had used the oil from two days earlier when she had fingered her asshole.

	"Such white skin and lovely hair," he said to Becky as he rubbed her tummy and fingered her silky, lustrous curls. "We have many beautiful young girls in my home but nothing as exotic as you."

	Becky liked the things the man was saying but then swallowed hard as he abruptly tugged at the strings on one side of her bottoms. They opened and he quickly pulled them to one side where they remained on her other leg. He fondled her rump, savoring the tiny curves of flesh there. With more movements of his hand, his trunks were down and Becky knew the feel of a cock between her butt cheeks by now.

	When the girl looked at Anne, the woman mouthed the instructions from two days ago. Whining lowly, Becky allowed her anus to relax before it was stretched open by Osmin's prick. Moving the girl with little bounces, the man's stiff meat agitated the taut ring of her orifice as it gradually penetrated her. He went deep, leaving the six year-old helplessly impaled. Now Osmin slid her up and down, his cock wetly abrading her tender rectum as it clung to the hard girth. With his other hand, he molested Becky's plump snatch, relishing the smoothness of it as he fingered her as much as her already filled lower body could take.

	Despite her anal rubdown and the heated reaction in her cunny, Becky looked worriedly at the few other people in the pool. She was afraid they'd notice how naked she was with a cock in her bottom and a man touching her kitty in a very naughty (though intoxicating) way. But if anyone saw them, all they would have registered was a kindly man bouncing a niece or granddaughter on his knee as he enjoyed the hot tub.

	So Becky continued to be sodomized in public, feeling the fire in her loins brought on by Osmin's diddling in front and his lustily ravaging prick in her ass. No one else noticed when she came despite her embarrassment. And no one certainly saw when Osmin surrendered to the snug, slick luxury of the six year-old's rectum and filled it with jism.

	"Such a slippery little girl you are," Osmin chuckled after he finish. "So wet and slippery inside and out."

	He pulled her from his member and gave her a pat on the butt before he left. Anne returned to the tub and took Becky into her lap. She held up what appeared to be a pink caterpillar - some kind of child's toy. Its body was segmented into joined spherical shapes with a smiley face on one end. Made of a pink gel, it had a definite purpose as Anne inserted into Becky's cunt.

	The bumpy body had the child panting as it stroked in and out of her pussy. Although she was almost neck deep in water, the little girl was feeling far wetter deep inside where the toy was thrusting. When Becky began to shake, Anne moved it harder, ratcheting up the blooming orgasm until Becky was thrashing in the water.

	"See how much is sticking out even when it's in as far as it can do?' Anne asked after Becky's breathing had returned to normal.

	Becky looked down in the water to see a little more than half of the thing obscenely protruding from her twat.

	"Uh huh,"

	"That means there plenty for Jeannie to have when you two do it together. And best friends, always share, don't they?"

	"But..." Becky tried to protest. But she was too embarrassed to think too long about doing these things with her friend.  But then why did she feel a small twitch in her kitty when the initial impression hit her?

	That afternoon, Anne had another toy for her. It was a golden furred teddy bear like the one on the slot machine coins. Becky loved it immediately and hugged it. Then she looked at Anne questioningly.

	"Is it going to do naughty things?" she asked.

	"No," Anne laughed. "Little girls need cuddly toys along with sexy ones. Oh, and I put the caterpillar in your knapsack so you can bring it home, too."

	Becky hugged her bear again, hiding her face so Anne wouldn't see her blush. But Anne knew what Becky's reaction would be. And she wasn't worried if Becky's parents saw the caterpillar - they would just dismiss it as an innocent child's toy. Only people of Anne's mindset would also associate it with something more carnal.

	The next day, Becky played in the main daycare with the other kids. She even ventured out enough to introduce herself to a couple of other girls her age. She kept her clothes on and had a perfectly normal day.

	The following morning, Tony and Monica brought their daughter by the daycare to say goodbye. As Anne hugged her, she whispered in the girl's ear.

	"Don't forget to give Jeannie some kisses in all the right places for me."

	With her cheek against Becky's, she could feel the heat as the girl's face turned pink.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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