Preteen Exhibitionists - Ann Malo: Shake Your Booty
Written by Keyman
This is the second story in the Preteen Exhibitionists series. This tale revolves Ann Malo who recently turned twelve. Ann from a very young age had always loved to dance for an audience. That would turn out to be her Achilles Heel. In the first part of this story we watch as Ann's innocent dance for her Uncle Milo changes her life forever. Uncle Milo is a confirmed and unrepentant pedophile. He, using praise and promises, perverts the initial innocent intention of Ann's dance into a wanton sexual display of the preteen's body. How far will Ann's lower her moral code to entertain her favorite uncle? To what lengths will she stoop to keep the attention and praise he showers on her? How will this special individual dance recital affect Ann's future? Read on!
Ann Malo had just turned twelve a few weeks earlier. Most of all, the young preteen loved to dance and entertain people. Ann had started to dance for audiences at a very young age. It had all started when she was four and in preschool. The young girl loved when people would pay attention to her as she jumped and spun around to music. That early clapping and praise from her captive and biased audience of relatives was addictive to the young girl. Ann's mother seeing the child's love for dance had encouraged her and enrolled her only child in dance classes since the age of five. For Ann, dance has always been synonymous with gaining praise, attention and sometimes money. However, as you will soon see, the attention a young dancer receives is not always what it seems or is in their best interest.
Ann as with many girls her age could not wait to mature and become women. At twelve the preteen was a beauty. Actually stunning beauty would be a better description for the young girl. She also had well portioned and maturing body to go along with her extreme good looks. The mixture of genes Ann had inherited from her parents was perfect for making her the young beauty she was. Her father was Mexican with a good deal of Spanish blood in the mix, her mother was Thai. You could see right away she seemed to have inherited the best of both of their gene pools. Ann had long straight black hair, not dark brown but jet black. She wore her hair long, a ponytail cascading down to the lower part of her back. The long dark tresses accented her oval face. Her large almond shaped brown eyes would have made a professional model jealous. Ann's long thin nose and full pouting lips only added to her beauty. Even her teeth were perfect, snow white and not a crooked one or a cavity to be found. Her nut brown skin was without a blemish, except for one small beauty mark on her left cheek. The scourge of most preteens and teenagers, Acme, had not affected the twelve year old. In the last four months, much to Ann's delight, two small bumps the size of lemons had developed on her chest. Her little nut brown colored breasts were capped with puffy nipples. The nipples were the color of dark chocolate and the size of small gumdrops sat directly in the center of her firm little breasts. An outie belly button graced her flat stomach and stuck out almost obscenely drawing attention to itself when she went out her midriff bare. The typical male when he saw Ann's naval could not help but admire her sexy belly button. Ann also had a tight firm bubble ass that swung saucily from side to side when she walked. Of course that little firm butt turned many heads when she was out in public and not all those heads were on men. Her pussy was just started to mature, it lips growing larger and more extended over the past six months. Just the week before, to her surprise, she was delighted to find four dark black pubic hairs had sprouted near the top of her mound right above the beginning of her pussy slit. However it was the preteen's legs that really defined Ann as special young girl. Her legs were almost unnaturally long. You know the type I am talking about. The ones they claim never stop going up. All the dancing she had done over the years had made them muscular without a hint of fat. If you asked people who knew her they would say Ann was perfect in almost every area, including her personality. They didn't see her major character flaw, and assumed she didn't have one. They were wrong in thinking she was perfect, no one is. They were blinded by her obvious and many attributes. They did not see her Achilles Heel. However, despite their belief that Ann was perfect, the truth was the preteen had an inordinate need for attention and praise. Ann would do almost anything to have people pay attention and praise her. She had been that way since she first danced for people at age four. Up to the age of twelve she had gotten away without anyone taking advantage of that strange character flaw. That was all about to change when Uncle Milo came to town for a visit.
Uncle Milo was Ann's father's younger brother. Milo was a bit of an enigma to those who knew him. Uncle Milo always appeared to live the good life. He always had a wad of cash on him. He was well liked because he spent his money lavishly on his friends and relatives. However he never appeared to have worked a day in his life. When asked what he did for a living, Milo would answer cryptically that he was a talent agent and movie producer. When questioned further about the movies he was involved in, he explained his movies were training films for a select clientele. The talent who acted in these training films and he purportedly represented were all unknowns, at least according to Milo. He would shrug when questioned about his clients and explain, "You never have heard of them, they only act in training films." When questioned further about how he made a living he would change the subject or ignore the questioner. People soon got the idea that Milo liked his privacy. People knew Milo might not be who he said he was however because of his generosity he was left in peace for the most part. His mysterious business dealings were none of their business, most people would say.
One other thing about Milo Malo, he was handsome, actually drop dead handsome. Every woman his age and older was after him. They would have done just about anything to snare the good looking bachelor for a husband. However none had of them ever had any luck with the handsome second generation Mexican. His non-interest in those women suitors fueled the normal rumors. Some would say he must be Gay. They would insinuate he must be homosexual or how could he resist their feminine charms. Contrary to what they claimed or thought, there was no evidence Milo had a hankering for cock. I can tell you, Milo did like females, oh he liked females a lot. The rub was he only liked them very young. How young you ask, ten to twelve were is favorite ages.
One of those young girls that Milo had a nudge for was his little niece, Ann. It had been that way since he had visited his brother and Ann had been four years old. The young girl who had just learned how to gain attention did a funny little dance for her nice Uncle Milo. He had praised her at that time and handed her a ten dollar bill. Malo was smart and he had a plan for his favorite niece. He knew he had to be patient since his plan would take years to come to fruition. It was on that day that ten dollar bill encouraged and reinforced that strange quirk in Ann's personality. The need for attention, any form of attention, even money, was born. That need for attention had grown stronger and stronger in the young girl over the past eight years. So strong was that need for attention and praise it now governed much of her preteen life.
Whenever he was in town, Milo always stayed with his brother Max, Ann's father. Max Malo would have it no other way. No brother of his would stay in a hotel as long as he had room for him he would say. Of course Ann being Max's daughter was always there to do a little dance for her Uncle Milo when he came to visit. Her dancing, as it had always been, was an effort to gain the attention of and praise from her handsome uncle. The side benefit of some cash was icing on the cake for the young girl. A young trusting niece who had no idea she was being groomed by her pedophile uncle. Yes, she was being groomed to make her uncle a large sum of money in the future. Milo was a very patient, cunning and unscrupulous man. In his business you had to be that way or you went broke. Now that Ann had reached the age of twelve, Uncle Milo had more then attention, praise and money on his mind for his young niece. She had developed into perfect young girl who also had talent that would please his special customers. She may have been the best special talent to ever come along. Better yet the preteen's need for attention and praise would work right into Milo's plans. He was sure she would be putty in his hands once he went to work on her. As you may have deduced, Milo was going to try to have his beautiful niece perform a very special dance for an audience and cameras. It was a very unique audience from across the country. Milo knew there were big dollars available if he played his cards right.
Ann Malo lived in Crawford, Texas. Crawford was a small town where everyone knew each other. The small close knit town had a mystery going on for a number of years. The fact the town was so small made the mystery even deeper. You see over the years there had been several disappearances of young girls who lived in Crawford. Every so often a young girl would leave home for one destination or another and then disappear off the face of the earth. It was as if they had vanished into thin air. There were the usual searches and rewards posted however no evidence or a trace of those young girls had ever been found. There was no rhyme or reason to the disappearances either. Hard as they tried to find a pattern, the local police and the FBI were stymied. The only common thread was the girls all were aged between ten and twelve. If someone was snatching these girls they were very good at what he or she did and never left a clue. Any stranger who entered the town was given a complete questioning as to his intentions in Crawford. Lord help him if he didn't have business or a good excuse for being in Crawford. They didn't take kindly to strangers in Crawford, not after the strange disappearances. Yet despite the best efforts of law enforcement and the community as a whole, girls continued to disappear. Neither the cops nor the FBI were any closer to solving the mystery of their disappearances when Milo returned to town. They did not know it but soon might have another missing young girl on their hands if Milo's plans for his niece did not work out as he planned.
We begin our story as Milo arrives at the Malo home around five o'clock in the evening unannounced but sporting his usual disarming smile. It seemed that whenever Milo cam for a visit he always arrived at dinner time. Max and his wife Melody greeted Milo in their normal fashion of giving him loving hugs. They also subjected him to verbal jabs about his long absence and his arrival time so close to dinner. The sounds of her parent's and uncle's laughter reached Ann in her room where she was practicing for the school dance team. Curious as to who had arrived she headed down the stairs towards the living room. Entering the living room she spotted her Uncle Milo talking with her parents. She ran across the room and jumped up onto Milo. She wrapped her long legs around his waist and started to hug him. She exclaimed excitedly, "Uncle Milo, I have missed you so much. I can't wait to show you my new dance routine. I was just practicing it."
Milo laughed and replied, "Well I missed you too. I can't wait to see your new dance routine. I am sure it is a hotty. You know if you impress your Uncle there might be a few dollars in your future."
Max interjected, "Milo, you are going to spoil my little girl with your money. I don't know what I am going to do with you two. Ahh! What the hell, I would do the same thing if I was you. But no dancing now, dinner is almost ready and I want to hear what you have been up to. By the way, it's good you are here. Melody and I have to go out tonight. My boss is having a party. He just called and invited us. He claims our invitation got lost in the mail. I think someone canceled and he didn't want to waste the food. Anyway like it or not we have to go and curry favor. Kiss a little ass if you know what I mean. You can watch Ann and we save some money on the babysitter. It is the least you could do for us after we feed and give you room, right compardre?"
Milo laughed and teased, "I don't know if I want to baby-sit the little munchkin, she can be a handful." Milo thought to himself, I would love to get a handful of Ann. After having waited patiently all those years, he decided the time was right to try tonight. It would be perfect with his brother and his brother's wife out of the house until late. He looked over at Ann and teased, "Do you promise to be good and not make me crazy with your antics?"
Ann laughed and joked, "Don't worry Uncle Milo I will be a good girl." Then she added with a giggle, "If I am bad you can spank me."
Max's wife Melody added jokingly, "Milo, you have my permission. If Ann is bad you can spank her bottom."
Milo nodded and still flashing his famous smile added, "Okay Ann you got a baby sitter but remember if you are bad it's a spanking for you, deal?"
Ann smiling nodded and replied, "Deal."
Dinner was interspersed with the usual laughter and teasing. It had been quite some time since Milo had paid his last unannounced visit and he had been missed in the Malo house. Neither Max nor his wife had any idea how much danger their beloved daughter was in. As far as they were concerned Ann could not be in better hands. How wrong they both were.
Milo just kept smiling and joking during dinner. He never let on he was contemplated the best way to molest his favorite niece at the same time. He knew he needed to break her moral code and show her how much fun sex could be. He had promised his employers a very special little girl for a private performance in less then a week. He didn't have much time to pervert her to the extent she would perform in that private show. He had already decided to use her need for attention along with her love of cash to facilitate his task. He was actually looking forward to it. Milo loved perverting young girls and watching them as they later debased themselves in front of an audience. Sometimes they fought him and he had to break their will. Those were the ones who had disappeared over the years. Once he broke their will he never could allow them to return to their homes. They for the most part were sold to rich Arabs and were shipped to the Middle East. Milo had turned a handsome profit each time too. He was not going to break his niece that way. If she resisted he would not pursue the matter any further. He didn't want to hurt his brother and Melody by having their daughter disappear forever. He didn't have a problem perverting her for his own needs though.
After dinner Max and Melody went upstairs to change. Milo sat down in the living room with a large glass of wine to watch the news on TV. It was an impossible task as Ann would not leave him alone and tried to monopolize all his attention.
"I can't wait to show you my new dance routine, Uncle Milo. I am even going to put on the dance team's new uniform. I am going to wait until mom and dad leave. To tell you the truth it is a little short and they might not approve. I will convince them but it will take time. You wont tell them will you?"
Milo teased, "No don't worry your little secret is safe with me. Just how short is this outfit young lady? I hope you don't end up showing more then you should. You might give your uncle a heart attack."
Ann giggled, blushed slightly and teased back, "You will see soon enough. Okay shush here come my parents now."
The usual good byes were exchanged as Max and Melody left the house and placed their young preteen daughter in the care of a Pedophile. Milo was a pedophile without morals, a pedophile with a hankering for young pussy and a way to make a whole lot of money.
Milo smiled and assured them as they walked out the front door, "Don't worry, Ann is in good hands."
Once they left Milo sat back down and continued to sip his wine, a slight smile on his face. Milo was already contemplating what might happen once his niece started to dance.
Ann who had returned to her room when her parents had left was at that moment changing her panties. She removed the normal sensible cotton ones her mother had her wear. She quickly substituted a pair of more adult type panties, high cut so most of her legs and part of her ass cheeks were exposed. Ann had a good reason, at least she thought it was a good reason, to change out of her cotton panties. Ann had realized at a very young age, as most girls do, men liked to look at girl's panties. She had learned why for the most part older men would give her a lot of praise and money when she danced. She soon figured out the more she twirled and showed her panties the more praise and money she received. She was going to put on a real good show for her Uncle Milo so he would praise her and give her a large amount of money. She knew he was normally good for a ten or maybe a twenty, but she wanted more. She tugged the yellow panties up good and tight so her poochie as she called it was outlined in the silky material. Ann knew what the men want to see, her little panty covered pussy. To the twelve year old exhibitionist it was harmless teasing. She was soon to learn her teasing could and would get her into major trouble. She decided to not put on her training bra since her boobies were so small they wouldn't even jiggle when she danced. She finished dressing by putting on the white satin blouse and banana yellow polyester skirt that came with the uniform. The skirt barely covered her bubble butt when she checked herself out in the full length mirror hanging on her closet door. She twirled to check out how high up the skirt would go when she danced later for her uncle. She smiled with approval as the skirt lifted up high enough to display the sexy panties she wore underneath. She made one final check and left her room carrying the music CD that she would dance to.
Milo looked up as Ann walked into the room and whistled his approval of her dance uniform. He commented, "Wow, very sexy. They let you wear that for the school dance team?"
Ann assured her uncle, "Yes, they do, however we normally wear dark leotards under the skirt. I decided it was too hot for the leotards and I didn't think you would miss them. How do I look?'
Milo assured his niece, "You look marvelous. You have great legs and that skirt really shows them off. I bet when you dance at the school all the boys and even your teachers will enjoy the show."
Ann smiled broadly and asked, "Do you really think so?"
Milo shook his head up and down to indicate he did. He quickly added, "Now let me see this dance you learned. Come on Ann, shake your cute little booty for your Uncle Milo."
Ann giggled and went to place the CD in the CD player. She could have squatted modestly to open the tray on the CD player but didn't. On a whim she bent over at the waist instead. It was a most immodest position and not at all proper for a young girl. She didn't care and held that position. She made it appear that she was having trouble with the player. She knew her short skirt would ride up and expose a good position of her panty covered butt. She wanted to see her uncle's reaction to her immodest display. It was not long in coming.
Milo whistled appreciatively again and commented, "Hey little girl, don't tell me those panties you are wearing are approved to wear with your uniform."
Ann stood up and turned to face her uncle. She looked him in the eye and replied, "Of course not, mommy would have a shit fit if she knew I was wearing panties like these. I wore them for you. I thought you would like them."
Milo raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "For me, why would you wear them for me? Do you think I would like to look at your panties?'
Ann nodded her head up and down empathically and replied, "All men like to look at girl's panties, even young girls like me. I want to put on the best show for you. I like it when you enjoy my dancing. I bet now that I am wearing these you will like my dance even more."
Milo asked, "The fact that I praise you and give you money when you dance wouldn't have anything to do with those sexy yellow panties would it? You wouldn't happen to think that wearing them will make me praise you even more. Or that I might give you more money then I normally do."
Ann's face developed a slight crimson blush. Her little plan discovered, she was taken aback and with her eyes downcast replied, "Maybe."
Milo clapped his hands and shouted out with a disarming smile, "Then on with the show!"
Ann happy to see her uncle liked what she had done turned on the stereo. She hit the play button on the CD player. Quickly a chest thumping bass beat filled the living room. Ann stood stock still for a minute letting the beat infuse itself in her body. Then she shook her hip to one side and held it in that position. She waited for a few seconds and then her hip shook to the other side. A moment later it reversed course and swung back. Soon her hips were shaking quickly back and forth and she started to move in a tight circle. She moved in front of her uncle who had taken a seat on the couch. She could feel her skirt flipping up and down as her hips swung back and forth. She knew her uncle was being treated to the sight of her tight yellow panties. She knew she was being piggy and found that knowledge exciting. She felt her pussy tingle with excitement as it had many times before when she danced. She waited to see what her uncle would do as he watched her dance from his seat of honor.
Milo was almost hypnotized by the quick flashes of his niece's yellow panty covered preteen ass. Always the business man he thought to himself, Ann has an ass to die for. My customers are going to pay me dearly for the privilege to see her dance. As for her services they will have to pay a king's ransom. He could see Ann was enjoying her somewhat erotic dance and display of her panty covered ass. He egged the twelve year old exhibitionist on with words of encouragement, "Shake it baby, you can't break it. Wow what a great dance you are putting on. Show me some more." Milo didn't specify what more Ann was supposed to show. He left that up to her.
Ann spurred on and excited by her uncle's words decided to climb up on the coffee table and dance there. She knew about women who danced in those special adult bars. They were called Go Go Dancers and usually danced above the crowd. Of course the added height displayed more of her panty covered bottom to her now leering uncle. Ann was getting so excited she bent over and shook her butt no more then two feet away from Milo's face. Ann knew what she was doing was a no no, however she also knew she had her uncle's complete attention. She knew he liked what she was doing and would not tell her parents. She was just as sure there would be plenty of praise forthcoming and hopefully money too.
Milo eyes were fixated on Ann's compact and firm bubble butt. The yellow panties stood out against the preteen's nut brown skin. The fact that half of her firm ass cheeks were hanging out of her panties made her dance all the more enjoyable. Milo continued to praise his young niece's actions hoping to egg her on to a more risqué show, "Wow, what a dance, you are making me break out in a sweat. Shake that cute little ass some more."
Ann did just that and pushed her butt even closer to her broadly smiling uncle. Ann was surprised to feel something wet down by her pussy. She had experienced sexual excitement in the form of electric like tingles in her pussy before. However she never understood that excitement was sexual in nature. Now for the first time that excitement caused her to experience a flow of pussy cream. Not sure what was happening she contemplated the new phenomenon. She knew she didn't pee, so she assumed it was sweat, yet she never had perspired to that extent down there. She was confused by this new turn of events, still she kept on dancing determined to make this dance special.
Milo commented, "You keep this up and you are going to make something happen to me. I don't think you should keep this up."
Ann laughed and bent over lewdly, shaking her panty covered ass right in her uncle's face. She teased, "What are you getting all excited by my little body? Do I dance as good as those women in the bars?"
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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