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story_codes: F/g(4), FFF/g(4), g(7)/g(4), lesbian, penetration, cons

story_intro: When Trudy is given the assignment of chaperoning a four year-old girl on a trans-pacific flight to Australia, she plans on mixing business with pleasure. And little Sara receives quite an education along the way as she finds all kinds of interesting new female friends.

story_language: English


 

Sara's Lesbian Journey

Written by madvlad


comments_readers: Thanks to M, a faithful reader, for the juicy story premise

	At twenty-two, with a newly minted college degree in hand, Trudy was prepared to climb the corporate ladder in great strides.  At twenty-eight, she had already become disillusioned with the politics and betrayal that could swiftly turn on those who used it. By thirty-eight, she was remarkably content in her non-executive position.

	Trudy was, as her business card described, a corporate concierge. Whether it be planning something months in advance or acting on a moment's notice, her job was to make things happen. Rather than being confined to the doldrums of endless meetings and having to watch her back in case someone else wanted her job, Trudy was free to carry out a myriad of tasks that could be simple or complex, but often fun or fascinating. And she had made herself indispensable to the global conglomerate she worked for. 

	In the last month, she had arranged a merger meeting with executives in Tokyo, complete with discreet but refined entertainment, with only twelve hours to do it. Then it was on to the Vatican to obtain a document that the Holy See claimed did not exist to satisfy some research by a man whose father was on the board of directors. After spending some of the company's public relations funds to establish an inner city performing arts theater in New York, she found a craftsman in Bangladesh who could repair the centuries old watch of a regional vice president. And now she was flying with a little girl to Australia.

	It was one of the more mundane tasks, but sometimes she needed the mental break. It was not uncommon for some corporate employees to be transferred and require help later getting their families moved. Other times, other circumstances required her to chaperone a child or two on a flight. 

	About six months ago, she had shepherded a thirteen year-old boy from his boarding school in Switzerland to visit his parents on assignment in Africa. There wasn't much in the way of any schooling where they were working, so the boy was sent to Europe. Trudy had been charged with traveling with the boy to see his parents on holiday. Trudy was more curvaceous than svelte and the poor boy who was in hormonal overdrive could not ignore the arc of her hips and the fullness of her breasts. Sure, he was only a kid, but it did Trudy's ego some good to have a young male so hopelessly in lust with her. He was a good kid and obeyed her like a puppy dog, so the trip was uneventful.

	But if some women might have been tempted into taking advantage of an adolescent boy, Trudy was in no danger of that. But this assignment played more to her prurient interests as she pondered the seduction and nasty games she would play with this youngster, a four year-old girl names Sara.

	Sara's parents divorced six months ago as her father, Matt, was being transferred to Australia. With a plan motivated more by spite than by maternal attachment, Lisa's mother had gained sole custody of the girl with the help of a sympathetic judge who regarded Matt as a man deserting his family. But Matt had wanted the girl and had even turned down the assignment, threatening to resign. However, the judge was unimpressed and went far beyond her bounds by issuing a restraining order against Matt so he was forbidden to see his little girl. Heartbroken and in need of the money to pay his legal fees, Matt had flown to Australia while his lawyers fought the system.

	However, Sara's mother soon found that her vengeance had grown stale. Furthermore, living the partying life of a single woman was difficult when there were sitters to book and a child at home who wanted to be held and read to and God knew what else. Setting her selfish priorities in order, the woman signed custody over to Matt. 

	The company assured him that his little girl would be safely delivered. It was a long flight from New York to Sydney - particularly for a four year-old - and Trudy had made arrangements to for a two-day layover in Bangkok. It would also help the child get a little more in synch with the time zones so that she would be feeling better by the time her loving father scooped her up in his arms. 

	When Trudy first laid eyes on her in the company office, Sara was the perfect picture of adorable innocence. She was simply, if neatly dressed in a tan overall-style dress worn over a white shirt. Her slightly tan legs poked out from the hem at the knees, tapering down to white socks and shoes. Clutched in her arms was a brown teddy bear. While her hair, brushed back and tucked in a hair band was light brown, her eye brows and long lashes were a darker shade, matching her wide eyes. 

	The only thing detracting from her appearance was that she looked thoroughly miserable. The sight tugged at Trudy's heart while at the same time she was plotting some special ways to cheer the girl up. Carefully kneeling on one knee before the child, she introduced herself.

	"Hello, Sara. My name is Trudy. I'm going to fly with you to Australia. Doesn't that sound like a big adventure?"

	Sara stared down at her fuzzy bear and spoke in a low voice, not looking at Trudy.

	"I spilled juice on the rug and Mommy doesn't like me now. I have to go away."

	Trudy pursed her lips at the thought of Sara's mother flying off the handle at a simple accident. She doubted that the woman had told her daughter that's why she was giving her up. But she could see how Sara, a bright little girl from what she had heard, had tied the incident to her going to live with her daughter.

	"Oh no," Trudy said as she gently lifted the girl's head by the chin. "It's that your daddy loves you very much and is so happy you're coming to live with him."

	"Mommy said he doesn't love me and that's why he left."

	Now Trudy wanted to choke Sara's mother.

	"Your mommy is wrong. Your daddy is very excited you're coming."

	"Really?" Sara asked hopefully.

	"Really."

	Sara didn't look entirely convinced, but she wasn't as unhappy anymore. Trudy knew that Matt was overjoyed at finally having his daughter. She took the little girl by her hand and led her to the elevator. They would catch a cab to the airport.

	"Have you ever flown before?"

	"No."

	"You're going to love it. And we're going to stay in a place called Bangkok for a little bit, too. You and I are going to have a wild girls' adventure."

	Sara looked at Trudy just as the elevator door opened. She decided she liked this lady - she seemed like fun.

	Through the eyes of the little girl, the mundane routine of the airport became magical for Trudy. Sara took everything in at JFK with astonishment; the myriad of people in all types of clothing, accents, and languages, the huge illuminated advertisements, and even airport security.

	Trudy heard her giggle for the first time when they had to take off their shoes to pass through screening. But Sara became apprehensive when her teddy bear (named Brownie for obvious reasons) had to pass through the x-ray belt and out of her sight. Trudy assured her he would be just fine, but the little girl could not keep her eyes from the mysterious tunnel that had swallowed her bear whole.

	When Brownie emerged, riding a gray bin with his permanent look of nonchalance, Sara hopped with glee, shouting "Again! Again!" A bemused security officer gave Brownie another ride through the x-ray machine before the bear was whisked away in Sara's arms.

	As they waited at the gate, Sara was mesmerized by the traffic on the tarmac from the large, stately jetliners to the scurrying service vehicles. Best of all were when the aircraft roared clear from the ground. At one point, Sara scooted herself up on the armrest of one of the mounted chairs, balancing herself and rocking with her belly against the arm as she watched the panorama outside through the huge windows. 

	During her rocking, her dress gradually slid up her legs until her white panties were in full view as they glorious hugged her round little rump. Trudy enjoyed the view and noticed a well-dressed businessman doing the same as his eyes flitted just above the newspaper he had been reading.

	They sat in first class for the flight from New York to Los Angeles with Sara gazing out the window nearly non-stop. The layover at LAX went smoothly enough, although Sara was a little disappointed that Brownie could not ride the x-ray belt again. 

	When they were airborne again in their two first class seats side by side, Sara cooed excitedly as she observed the blue expanse of the Pacific and held Brownie up so he could see. After dinner, the long day without a nap was catching up with the tyke whose eyelids began to droop until she surrendered to her exhaustion. Trudy smiled as she stroked the child's silky hair.

	"Excuse me, ma'am?"

	Trudy looked up to see a smiling flight attendant holding a large blue cloth over one arm.

	"Yes?"

	"If you'd like, I can put this curtain up so your little one is not disturbed."

	"Oh, yes. Thank you."

	This was something Trudy hadn't seen before, even though she always flew first class. The attendant pressed the curtain against small squares of Velcro that had been glued just below the bottom of the hatch on the overhead compartment. With the higher seats in first class, Trudy and Sara had a nice, private little nest to themselves. Poking her head out from the curtain, Trudy thanked the flight attendant before settling back in her seat. 

	Sara's dress had ridden up her legs, exposing most of her small, utterly smooth looking thighs. A careful caress told Trudy that the child's limbs felt just as wonderful as they looked. As Sara didn't stir at her touch, Trudy enjoyed a longer feel of the four year-old's legs, letting her fingers drift under the hem until she felt the leg band of Sara's panties. Although she was tempted to pursue a little more, Trudy held back, relishing the erotic journey she was going to take with her tiny charge. She closed her eyes and soon joined Sara in slumber.

	Trudy woke in near darkness, with just a faint amount of illumination coming from the seatbelt and call button symbols overhead and a glow from a moonlit sky through Sara's window. A glance at her watch told her that it was nearly five in morning by New York time, but still in the middle of the night wherever they were.

	Sara was also awake, staring out her window. As Trudy admired the child's profile in the moonlight, she noticed the girl had one hand between her legs, slowly rubbing her crotch. At first, Trudy was startled at the sight but then realized that the girl's actions were nearly absent-minded, like someone simply rubbing their chin without thinking of it. Although Trudy was sure it felt good to the little girl, she knew there was nothing overtly sexual about it in Sara's mind.

	Hearing Trudy shifting, Sara turned to look at her and smile. Then her grin froze and she jerked her hand from her panties.

	"What's wrong?" Trudy whispered, not wanting to see Sara stop.

	"Mommy says it's naughty to touch myself there," the girl whispered back. "Sometimes I forget."

	"Don't worry, you can do that - just do it in private because it's more polite. And you can do it in front of me any time you want."

	"Why are pee-pees naughty?"

	"Some people think they are, which is why we don't touch ourselves there in front of them. But I think don't think it's naughty at all."

	"Oh," said Sara, turning back to the window. 

	Despite Trudy's hint, Sara showed no inclination to resume her touching. Leaning closer to the girl, Trudy whispered in her ear.

	"I'll tell you a secret that only us girls can know. It feels really good if you touch yourself inside your panties. You should try it."

	Sara looked at Trudy, intrigued. Pulling the hem of her dress up, Sara slid one hand into her panties. Trudy had hoped to catch a peek of the four year-old's bald quim, but was prevented by the way in which Sara had inserted her hand. Trudy quickly put her disappointment aside and continued to coach the girl.

	"Rub yourself all over. And you feel the slit in the front, slide your finger in there. You'll also feel a small bump near the top. That's really fun to touch."

	Trudy's cunt grew warm as she watched Sara's panties wriggle in the crotch as the tot's fingers moved. As she learned to masturbate, Sara's eyes grew larger and she stared at Trudy. Not wishing to break the mood, Trudy simply looked back, hearing Sara's breath quicken, accentuated by a few intermittent whines from the girl's throat.

	Suddenly, there was a sharper whine and Sara's hand stopped as she suddenly squeezed her thighs together. Trudy considered this for a moment and didn't think the girl had cum - not that easily. But she had probably felt a strong frisson from her suddenly interesting pussy.

	"Did you like that?" Trudy asked, getting a surprised expression and a nod in response.

	But Sara then looked troubled and chewed her lower lip as she carefully moved her hand inside her panties. She gave Trudy a worried look.

	"My pee-pee is wet," she confided.

	"That's okay; it's a special kind of wet it gets when it feels good."

	Sara considered this as she moved a finger along her dewy cleft.

	"My pee-pee is really happy."

	"Let me see your finger," Trudy requested in a husky whisper.

	Sara extracted her hand and held up a small index finger than glistened in the moonlight. With careful movements, Trudy took the girls finger and sucked it into her mouth, savoring the nectar of the four year-old's sex.

	"It tastes good?" Sara asked.

	"Oh yes, get some more."

	Sara put her hand back into her panties and got her finger recoated. Trudy had her lick her finger on one side while Trudy licked the other side. The woman's snatch was throbbing as she saw Sara's little tongue getting its first taste of cunny.

	Trudy made sure their tongues touched; the feeling of the child's small mouth muscle nearly electric against her. Pulling Sara's hand down, Trudy leaned closer and pushed her tongue into Sara's mouth.

	The tyke was surprised at this oral intrusion, but let Trudy explore her mouth. Wordlessly, Trudy coaxed Sara to extend her tongue and taught the girl how to use it in a new erotic way. Still holding Sara's hand, Trudy guided it to the girl's crotch. Sara understood the implication and put her hand back inside her panties. From the outside, Trudy's hand guided the girl's in masturbation while they tongue-kissed.

	As their kissing progressed, Sara followed Trudy's lead and had her jaw working as the woman caressed her mouth. Trudy imagined that sweet little mouth working the same way all over her body - something that would happen soon enough if all went right. 

	After maybe half-an-hour, Sara broke the kiss and rubbed her eyes with her free hand. Then she pulled her wet hand from her panties and offered it to Trudy, who sucked it clean. It was obvious from her expression as her fingers were taken by Trudy one by one that Sara was entranced by oral contact. This would bode well for Trudy's plans. Pleased with the little girl's first lesson in sex, Trudy pulled the hem of Sara's dress down and snuggled Brownie against the girl's chest. Sara smiled and wrapped one arm around her bear as she curled in her seat and went to sleep again.

	"Welcome back, Miss Trudy," the young teen at the reception desk said with a winning smile.

	"Thank you, Jenny," Trudy replied. "I take it my reservation is all in order?"

	"Yes, secure payment was received for your room and the extras you requested."

	Trudy had no idea what Jenny's Thai name was as all of the girls at the Hotel Violet went by western names. Trudy had been coming here for over ten years and had first come to know Jenny when the girl was six and spent hours with her lips and tongue covering every inch of Trudy's body. Trudy had been here a few times already, enjoying mutual oral pleasures and fingering with several little girls. On one visit, she was in the mood to try something different when the hotel-brothel's manager, Madame Nell, suggested little Jenny. After a glorious night under the loving care of the child's small but well-practiced mouth, Trudy was hooked on this fantasy.

	No credit cards were accepted at the hotel, although cash tip for the girls was always appreciated. But rental for rooms and girls was paid in advance using third party payment systems that maintained a level of security for both the hotel and its clients.

	The Hotel Violet was in the heart of one of the prostitution districts, catering to men and women who desired underage girls. But unlike some of the filthy and perilous crib houses, this hotel resided within a secure compound. Its grounds were covered with lush gardens and an artificial stream that helped block out the surrounding city.

	Sara looked at a large framed photo of a young girl in a fancy, old-fashioned dress.

	"She's pretty," the little girl observed.

	"Yes she is," Trudy agreed. "Her name is Brooke Shields and she played a young girl named Violet who made grown-ups happy in a movie called 'Pretty Baby'. That's who the hotel was named for."

	Sara thought that was very nice indeed. Trudy had figured that the Thai woman who ran the place had taken her name from the movie's brothel owner as well.

	Trudy led Sara up their suite, where a warm bath was already drawn. Trudy quickly undressed and then took her time while removing Sara's clothing. While Trudy was eager to see the child's naked body, Sara was perfectly calm she just regarded this as another bath. 

	Trudy paused once Sara was laid bare, admiring the smoothness of her compact and perfectly formed figure. The four year-old had a very squeezable little rump and giggled while Trudy put that squeezablity to the test. But it was Sara's puffy little twat, so tiny and hairless, that tempted Trudy to put her plans aside and dive mouth first into that dreamy mound of little girl flesh. The woman had visions of Sara moaning and writhing on the hard tiles of the bathroom floor as she was taken and eaten.

	But Trudy controlled herself and set about with her slower seduction. The tub was very large, more than enough room for the two of them and she soon settled Sara into the warm water. Under the pretext of washing the girl's body with her bare hands, she fondled her all over.

	"Sara, did you like it when we kissed?"

	"Yes."

	"And did you like it when you got wet between your legs."

	"My pee-pee was happy."

	"How would you like to kiss me all over and make me happy?"

	Sara cocked her head in an endearing pose.

	"Can little girls do that? I'm just a little girl. Book Sheets in the pretty movie is a big girl."

	"Book She...? Oh, you mean Brooke Shields."

	"Uh huh. That's what I said."

	"Well, I bet that you're such a special little girl that you can do anything she can."

	"Really?" Sara said as she puffed out her flat chest, her tiny nipples shiny with bathwater.

	"Mm hmm. But first, we both have to be nice and clean all over. Even here."

	Trudy burrowed her finger between Sara's ass cheeks, rubbing the tiny pucker she found there. Sara squirmed and giggled and returned the favor when Trudy offered the girl her finely curved ass. After some more mutual fondling in more mundane areas to make the girl feel perfectly comfortable, Trudy extracted Sara and herself from the tub.

	After she dried Sara, Trudy placed her on the bed before getting something from her suitcase and returned to the bathroom. As she was feeling romantic, Trudy put on some lingerie made of black lace - a half bra that displayed the fullness her upper breasts while offering a peek of the tops of her nipples -  and matching pair of crotchless panties.

	Sara looked at the woman in awe when she emerged.

	"Those are pretty clothes!" she exclaimed before looking down at her own nude figure. "I wish I had some."

	Trudy could tell that the little girl was not bothered by her nakedness (as few children at that age were) but only wanted something pretty to wear. She smiled and hugged Sara as she joined her on the bed.

	"You're very pretty just the way you are," Trudy said, punctuating her statement with a kiss on Sara's nose.

	Trudy's second kiss was longer and she placed her lips against Sara's. Now the child eagerly opened her mouth so they could stroke each other's tongues. While they kissed, Trudy scooped her hand under Sara's butt, pulling the little girl onto her lap.

	Slowly, Trudy moved Sara's mouth down to her neck, telling her how to use her lips and tongue in just the right way. Sara was intrigued and excited as Trudy responded with throaty moans and shifted her body. The tyke felt very grown-up since she was making Trudy so happy and licked and sucked more vigorously. Trudy had to occasionally tell the girl to slow down as she guided her head further down.

	"These are big," Sara said as she patted Trudy's ample boobs.

	"They are very sensitive and feel so nice when they are treated just right," Trudy told her. "Start on top and move around slowly and...ah, that's it...oh, you wonderful girl..."

	Trudy wrapped her fingers in Sara's soft tresses as the little girl lapped at her tits. When she had finally covered all of the exposed skin, Trudy eased the minimal cups down, letting her dark red nipples free. Guiding Sara's face to one of them, she told the girl to suck.

	Arching her head back, Trudy sighed as Sara's lips closed around her areola. Then came the tug of suction and the flicks of Sara's tiny tongue as she nursed at the woman's breast. As Trudy's nipple engorged, Sara sucked harder, finally pulling her mouth away with a loud, wet smack as she stared at the protruding flesh in astonishment.

	"Look!" she said.
 
	"You are such a good little girl, Sara! Can you do the other one for me?"

	Sara wasted no time taking Trudy's other nipple in her hungry little mouth. Trudy stroked Sara's head and ass as she held the four year-old close. As long as Sara was happy there, Trudy was content but knew Sara might get bored or tired and want to try a new "game". Finally, she guided the tot further down her belly before rolling over and offered up her ass.

	"Try nibbling a little, too," Trudy suggested as Sara kissed along the curve of one cheek. 

	Sara liked this new bit of fun as she nibbled the woman's ass. Trudy took her time, carefully coaxing the girl into the cleft until Sara's tongue was wriggling against Trudy's well-scrubbed anus. Having a four year-old working there gave Trudy a quick but satisfying cum. Hearing the woman's noises excited the child in a way she couldn't understand but made her lick harder. Now Trudy wanted some harder oral love as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs.

	"Use more mouth on me," Trudy told her little lover. "Pretend your tongue is a finger like when we played with you."

	Sara lapped at Trudy's cunny, impressed by how wet (and obviously happy) it was. She was glad she could make it so happy and did everything Trudy told her to. 

	Trudy was in heaven as she felt the little girl licking away at her twat. She turned on the lamp on the nightstand at its dimmest setting since the room had become dark during their hours of oral love. Sara learned how to work Trudy's clit, sucking on it like a nipple. When Trudy had her go back to licking, Sara would press her cute little nose against the nubbin while jamming her tongue into Trudy's slit as far as it would go.

	When she would look down, the sight of the four year-old's face buried and busy in her crotch was nearly enough to bring Trudy off, so she kept looking away. The woman wanted to prolong her pleasure as long as possible. But when the climax was inevitable, Trudy crammed Sara's head hard against her, groaning loudly while the tot frantically licked her to a frenzied orgasm. 

	This release was the best as Trudy could feel it well up like a hot water balloon inside her before it crashed. The woman's pussy surged and sent a large amount of juice against the little girl's face. So lost in the moment was Trudy that she practically howled at Sara, begging her to drink as much of her offering as the little girl could. Ever obedient, Sara gulped as much of Trudy's offering as her young throat could manage.

	With her body still shuddering in the aftermath of her orgasm, Trudy's hands fell away from Sara's head. Cautiously, the little girl raised her head, looking wide-eyed in confusion while woman cum dripped from her parted lips and smeared her sweet, innocent face.

	"You were incredible," Trudy rasped, beckoning Sara to lie next to her.

	"I made your pee-pee happy," the child observed with great, if unintentional, understatement.

	Trudy saw the little girl yawn and shift her mouth from side to side. She was obviously tired and probably had a sore jaw from all of her efforts from the past few hours. She was amazed that one so young kept at it so long, but having different body parts to explore with her mouth kept the youngster interested. And the thought of so much of her pussy juice sloshing in the child's belly made her grow wetter again.

	"Just lie on your back, little angel, and let me do the rest," Trudy whispered. 

	"Are you going to make my pee-pee happy?"

	"Yes, darling."

	"I saw Trevor's pee-pee when he went tinkle."

	Trudy paused, confused by this abrupt statement. After a moment, she had a rough idea who Trevor might be.

	"Is Trevor a boy from your preschool class?"

	"Uh huh. Boys have different pee-pees than girls."

	"Yes they do."

	"Daddy is a boy, so his pee-pee is different. Do boys' pee-pees get happy?"

	"Not quite like ours do, no."

	"Oh," was all Sara said as she contemplated this information. Then she fixed her dark eyes on Trudy again. "Don't tell Daddy we made out pee-pees happy 'cause he'll be sad 'cause his pee-pee can't be happy."

	Trudy fought back a laugh and then realized her plan to explain to Sara why others couldn't know what they were doing was now unnecessary.

	"Okay," Trudy said as she hovered over Sara's naked form. "This will be our secret."

	As she looked down at the tot, Trudy could see the paleness of Sara's torso and crotch where her one-piece bathing suit had covered it. The little girl's limbs were just slightly tan and Trudy decided she would let her mouth roam where Sara's swimsuit had been.

	She started at the navel, making the little tyke giggle and kick her legs while Trudy worked her tongue there. Then it was up to her chest where Sara's giggles turned into soft moans as her titless nipples were sucked erect. The little girl raised her head and played with her one tiny 'stiffy' while Trudy pulled on the other one with her lips and tongue.

	Rolling the child over, Trudy bit one soft buttock and sucked hard, drawing more giggles from her preschool lover, after treating the other the same way, she licked at Sara's rosebud, which made her squirm a bit. Now it was time for the main course and dessert; all rolled into one.

	Trudy rolled Sara on her back and licked her way up each inner thigh. Tucked between them at their juncture was the soft, hairless prize she had been waiting for. The four year-old cooed as she felt a mouth on her baby pussy for the first time. While sliding her hands under Sara's buttocks to hold her steady, Trudy sucked hard on the tender flesh, testing the plump mons with her teeth - just hard enough to make the child moan in pleasure. Trudy was rewarded in short order as Sara's nectar oozed from the confines of her tiny snatch.

	Smacking her lips, Trudy lifted her head and regarded Sara's childish sex. It was so dainty and smooth, gently bulging with the roundness that only the littlest ones had. Trudy wanted to taste Sara all the way inside but there was one thing in the way. Sliding her finger into the miniature slit, Trudy wedged it into the tiny opening and pressed against the little girl's fragile membrane.

	"Be a brave little girl and this will only last a moment," Trudy murmured.

	Sara didn't understand, but yowled when Trudy thrust her finger inside, rupturing the child's hymen in one quick stroke. Trudy immediately replaced her finger with her mouth, sucking and licking to soothe Sara's deflowered cuntlet. Sara's confused cries subsided and Trudy could feel her body relax.

	Having just lost her virginity in a kiddy brothel in Bangkok, little Sara panted as her mysterious "boo-boo" was replaced by strange waved of arousal as her tiny pussy was opened by the woman's tongue. She was being touched in places she didn't know about and it made her feel so wet inside, almost up to her tummy. Then something felt like it was getting bigger and hotter and wanted to burst out of her body.

	Trudy couldn't stop grunting with lust as her tongue plowed into the narrow recess of Sara's cunny. With every thrust as she tongue-fucked the little girl, Trudy made sure her teeth grazed the tip of her clitty. The four year-old was writhing fiercely as she was eaten, whining tunelessly until her small hips bucked and let out a surprised "oh!".

	Sara was a little squirter, too, as Trudy happily learned. Several tiny jets of pussy juice bolted onto the woman's tongue as the four year-old heaved with her orgasm. Trudy took it all, swallowing every sweet drop before reluctantly pulling her mouth from the child's glistening quim.

	Sara pawed feebly at her pussy, finally sitting up to peer at the mystery between her legs.

	"My pee-pee..." she began. "It...uh...my pee-pee giggled!"

	The little girl looked at Trudy in wonder as she repeated her childish description of her first orgasm. As she looked down at her twat, a small drop of errant dew collected at her slit. When she looked up at Trudy again, the woman could see a sense of realization on the girl's face.

	"When your pee-pee made wet all over me, it was giggling too!"

	Trudy hugged the girl and kissed the top of her head.

	"That's one way of putting it."

	"Our pee-pees giggle," Sara said in astonishment before she yawned.

	Trudy knew the child was exhausted between all of the traveling, time zones, and hours of sex. She pulled the sheets over them both as Sara reached for Brownie, who had watched patiently as his little mistress had sex. She was nearly asleep by the time she had his furry head pressed against her chest.

	The next morning, the couple wandered down to breakfast in the hotel's dining room. Someone had left some clothing for Sara just outside the door - a pair of shorts, a tank top, and sandals. No panties.

	The clothes were, in Trudy's opinion, a perfect fit as they were perhaps a size too small. The tank top barely came down past Sara's nipples. The red shorts were made of satin and were very tight, cupping Sara's bottom in a stretched embrace while giving everyone a clear picture of her cunny bulge with a little indent for the slit. Many lascivious looks came her way, which was not surprising considering the adult clientele at the hotel. Several others, men and women, had little girlie treats accompanying them as well.

	But Sara was the only Caucasian among the children, although some of the Thai girls likely had some western blood in them. Regardless, Sara joined some of the other girls as they ran and played in the hotel's gardens. As Trudy watched the girls, two women she knew from earlier visits came to her table. 

	"And who is that luscious piece of ass-cake you have with you?" one of the women, Jan, asked.

	"Her name is Sara. I'm borrowing her."

	"Look at that camel toe," said Vera, the other one. "I'll bet she's nice and creamy."

	"Are you thinking about that pair of five year-olds the three of us had?" Trudy asked. When you and Jan took one of them and...?"

	"Uh huh," Jan nodded.

	"Sara!" Trudy called. "I have some friends I'd like you to meet."

	The four year-old bounded over to the table under the lustful gaze of the three women.

	"Sara, have you ever played a game called 'Sandwich'?"

	"No. That sounds like fun."

	"It's very fun," Vera confirmed. "We'll go back to your room and play."

	Sara whispered a question in Trudy's ear. Trudy nodded and patted her on the head.

	"Sara has something special to tell you since you're girls," Trudy announced.

	"My pee-pee giggles," Sara said proudly.

	Jan and Vera smiled at the little girl's reference to cumming and promised her they'd give her plenty to giggle about. They retired to Trudy's room and undressed. As Trudy watched with her fingers in her cunt, the two women kept the wriggling four year-old pressed between them as they ground their twats against her and penetrated her pussy and ass with skilled fingers. Sara's little limbs flailed and she squeaked and moaned while her cuntlet "giggled" over and over. 

	When the child was still heaving from her latest climax, they shifted her so that Jan's mouth was at her ass while Vera had planted her mouth over Sara's tight honey hole. The little girl whined as she was double penetrated by tongues which forced her to another eventual orgasm. 

	As Sara lay on her back with her head propped up on a pillow, Trudy joined the fun, straddling her upper chest so that her pussy was just in front of the girl. She started by lifting Sara's face to her crotch. The little girl knew what to do after last night's lengthy lesson and proceeded to use her mouth on the woman's dripping pussy. As Trudy's excitement mounted, she slid upward, sitting cunt-first over the child's mouth while Sara feverishly ate her.

	This uncovered Sara's body enough for Jan to spread the girl's legs. After slipping one finger into the little girl's ass, Jan tongued Sara's delectable cuntlet to another climax. As Trudy was taking her time in reaching her orgasm, Vera had plenty of time to take over after Jan, caressing the four year-old's rectum with her finger while she nibbled on the tiny twat, bringing Sara to climax just as Trudy was shooting her juices into the little girl's mouth. After the three hour marathon, they left Sara on the bed for another hard nap.

	Although Trudy had offered to take her out into the city after she awoke, Sara was more interested in playing with the other little girls, most of whom spoke at least some English. Tina, a few years older than Sara, was quite fluent. Sara proudly introduced her new friend to Trudy.

	"This is Tina and she's SEVEN!" Sara announced, obviously proud to be in the company of a "big" girl.

	"Tina and I know each other very well, don't we, Tina?"

	"Yes, Miss Trudy," the little Thai girl said with an impish smile.

	"In fact," Trudy continued. "Tina is going to play with us for a while tonight."

	"Can her pee-pee giggle?"

	"Absolutely."

	That evening, Trudy opted to forgo her lingerie and was naked and ready, but Tina had insisted on taking Sara into the bathroom with her for some reason. Trudy wondered if the little scamp was having some foreplay with the preschooler. But when both girls emerged, they were wearing miniature versions of Trudy's lingerie; black lace bras with half moons pressed over their flat nipples and panties that exposed their hairless cunnies. The adult-styled clothing looked adorable and sexy all at once when fitted on their small, childish figures.

	"We're pretty!" Sara announced.

	"Then come here, my pretties," Trudy said with her arms spread.

	The little girls bounced onto the bed. For well on into the night, Trudy shifted and rolled into different positions while two hot, wet little mouths made love to every part of her body. Trudy's hands were always busy, cupping small buttocks or fingering a bald little cuntlet or sometimes just stroking a silky head while its owner was lavishing oral love upon her. 

	Although she didn't keep count, Trudy knew she had shot at least two loads of woman cum into each child's mouth. Whether she was getting both breasts sucked at once or she was eating an underage cuntlet while another little mouth was busy between her legs, Trudy was having the time of her life - quite an accomplishment considering some of her previous stays at the Hotel Violet.

	In the end, some time after midnight, she was lying with Sara's head buried between her splayed legs. The four year-old's bottom was in the air and Tina looked at Trudy, who gave her a nod. The Thai girl went to a dresser drawer and returned with a strap-on dildo which she donned with ease. The rubber cock was quite small - just the right size to nicely stuff the cunt of a little girl of four or five. Its surface had bumps and ridges to stimulate the little cunny it was reaming.

	Tina had many fond memories of this toy. More than once a girl her age or one who was older had fucked her with it while a customer watched or joined in the fun. Once Tina was six, she was ready for a slightly larger one and got to use the beginner's model on a few smaller girls. The latest had been another four year-old whose cherry Tina popped while a wealthy German couple looked on and took videos.

	Tina planted the head of the dildo against the tiny cleft in Sara's plump cunny. The smaller girl moaned against Trudy's clit as she felt something different enter her. Tina's slim brown body undulated as she sawed the cock in and out of Sara's lily white cunt. The cock's surface stimulated Sara's pussy tremendously, making the tot lick and suck harder at her adult lover's sex. 

	As Sara's lovemaking became more frenzied, Trudy could hear the wet snicking sounds as Tina pounded the four year-old's sopping cunny. At last, Sara squealed frantically against Trudy's cunt as she came, producing another flood from the woman's body as they shared their synchronized orgasms.

	With Trudy's help, Sara crawled on top of her, completely exhausted. When Trudy lifted her head and winked at Tina, the little girl smiled and nodded and removed her toy before scampering out of the room. As she walked down the hall, Tina licked the soaked dildo like it was a Sara-flavored lollipop.

	The following morning, Sara woke as Trudy tenderly caressed her all over. The little girl spread her legs in invitation and Trudy soon had her fingers fondling and squeezing her soft mound. It didn't take long for Sara to get wet and Trudy teased her by just inserting the tip of her finger into the child's hole. 

	Sara grunted and thrust her hips up and off of the bed, trying to impale her cunny on the woman's finger. Trudy grinned with satisfaction as she watched the tot try to get fucked. Easing the girl's frustration, she pusher her finger down; making Sara sigh as she was fingered slowly and gently with the tempo and force gradually increasing until she came.

	As they still had plenty of time before their flight, Trudy asked Sara in a sultry voice if there was anything else she wanted to do first. The little girl sat naked on the bed as her baby cunny gleamed wetly in the morning sunshine. In the past two days, she learned every detail about lesbian love, had her cherry popped, had her first orgasm followed by countless others, had a threesome and then a foursome with women followed by a threesome with a woman and a little girl, and had her pussy fucked by a little girl with a dildo.

	After a little consideration, the tyke decided what she wanted to do next. Looking up innocently at Trudy, she smiled and said, "Let's have a pretend picnic with Brownie. He likes picnics."

	High above the Pacific and on their way to Sydney, Trudy chuckled as she recalled thinking that Sara had meant some sex game with her stuffed bear. But no, the little girl just wanted to have a pretend picnic. Pussy licking and teddy bear tea parties were just different playtime activities.

	Trudy was settled in her window seat in first class with Sara on her lap. They had a light blanket draped over them which a flight attendant brought once she saw Sara had fallen asleep. Now the girl was beginning to stir and Trudy helped her from her slumber by sliding her hand under Sara's skirt, stroking her cunny through her panties.

	The blanket it all, but Sara looked up at Trudy and smiled as she was fondled. When Trudy felt Sara spread her legs, her hand went inside the tyke's underwear and massaged the child's bare twat. Sara sighed and leaned against Trudy's breasts. Soon after, Trudy felt the moistness seeping from between Sara's plump labia. Carefully, she slipped her finger into the tight oily channel. Sara sat still as her baby pussy was finger-fucked, only moving when Trudy turned her head and pressed her face against her to muffle the little girl's moans when she came.

	"Daddy! Daddy!" Sara cried as she leapt into her father's waiting arms.

	Trudy kept a respectful distance, letting the father and daughter enjoy their reunion. Finally Matt looked at her and waved her over.

	"Thanks for getting Sara here on short notice."

	"No problem," Trudy replied. "It's part of my job and Sara was an excellent traveling companion."

	They chatted a bit and Matt mentioned how much expansion the company was about to do in Australia.

	"I've been looking into babysitters because I'm going to be working a ton. But at least Sara and I are together," he concluded.

	Trudy allowed herself a small smile before replying.

	"I've heard about everything they're going to be doing. I guess congratulations are in order because you're getting promoted by default. Anyway, I had some discussions with people in New York and I'm going to be concentrating my work in Australia for at least the next few years, if not more permanently. Since it's all in support of company business, please consider me your primary babysitter."

	Matt gaped a minute, not believing is good fortune. Then he turned to his daughter.

	"What do you think, Sara? Do you want Trudy to be your babysitter?"

	Sara grinned shyly and nodded before she spoke.

	"She makes me giggle."

	

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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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